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As Madara and Haruko approached the restaurant, a wave of rich and intoxicating scents hit their nostrils. The combination of grilled seafood, savory spices, and tangy sauces created a mouth-watering aroma that drew them inside. The interior was spacious yet cozy, with warm wooden tables and chairs scattered throughout. Soft candlelight flickered on each table, casting a romantic glow over the diners. The unmistakable sound of sizzling seafood on the grill filled the air, intermingling with the lively chatter of satisfied customers. They chose to sit outside on a charming terrace, surrounded by twinkling string lights and under the vast expanse of the night sky. The restaurant's pleasant atmosphere provided a perfect setting for enjoying their meal.
The hostess, her arms laden with heavy wooden menus, gracefully handed them each one before bowing and stepping away. They perused the menu, their fingers lightly tracing over the glossy pictures and descriptions of delicious dishes. They ordered an assortment of grilled fish, lobster, and shrimp, all caught fresh that morning. As they waited for their drinks and appetizers to arrive, Madara couldn't help but steal glances at Haruko. She was radiant, her long dark hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, and he felt lucky just to be sitting across from her. Their meal arrived, and they took turns tasting each other's dishes. Each bite was a burst of flavor in their mouths, and they savored every moment. Their conversation flowed smoothly, covering a range of topics as they simply enjoyed being in each other's presence.
The clink of glasses and the soft murmur of voices filled the air around them as they talked and laughed, completely lost in each other's company. As the sky outside darkened and the other patrons left the restaurant, Haruko and Madara indulged in a delectable coconut pudding dessert. The rich flavors sparked even more lively conversation between them. Despite having only spent two months together, Madara felt a deep sense of comfort and familiarity with Haruko. As the evening ended, Madara couldn't help but feel grateful for this unexpected encounter and the promise of a future with Haruko.
As the night continued, I couldn't help but confess to Haruko that it was the best night of my life. Her beam widened, and she replied, "Mine, too." With a malicious gleam in her eyes, she leaned across the table and kissed me.
Our lips melted together as we lost ourselves in each other's touch. When we finally parted, we were both left breathless. But before I could catch my breath, Haruko whispered, "You know I can make this evening even more exciting for you, Madara." Her hand slid down from my neck to my collar, unbuttoning one clasp of my shirt before pulling away with a seductive bite of her lip. "Before we leave this place, I have something dirty in mind..."
My heart raced at her words. "Don't tell me you want to do it right here and right now..." But before I could finish my sentence, Haruko had disappeared under the table and was between my legs, her gaze locked on mine. "You're such a naughty lass," I murmured, unable to resist her boldness.
"Shameless and insatiable," she replied with a wicked grin. Her smirk sent a jolt of electricity through my body, igniting a fierce desire I couldn't contain. I sucked in a sharp breath as her hand reached for my groin, eagerly unzipping my pants. "Madara, focus on yourself, and don't let your emotions give away the satisfaction I will bestow upon you."
"I'm going to have a hard time holding back," I groaned, knowing firsthand what her talented mouth was capable of. But as Haruko squeezed my groin and unzipped my pants, all thoughts of restraint flew out the window. With a sigh and a slight arch of my brows, I surrendered to the joy she was about to give me.
I struggled to maintain composure as Haruko's skilled hands and mouth performed their magic. We were on the terrace, where a table was covered in a crisp white cloth, providing a veil for Haruko as she knelt between my legs, hidden from view. In that hidden space, she worked diligently to satisfy me. I could feel every movement she made, her breath warm against my skin as she expertly navigated me toward my delight. The sound of distant city traffic served as our background music, adding to the already intoxicating atmosphere created by Haruko's touch.
The waiter approached our table, dressed in a crisp black suit with a white towel draped over his arm. In a smooth, courteous tone, he inquired about my order and whether we were satisfied. But I couldn't bring myself to respond. I was lost in the ecstasy of Haruko's contact, unable to focus on anything else.
"Is your lady gone?" The server inquired, noticing my distraction.
"N- No, she'll be back soon," I rasped.
"Oh dear," the attendant voiced sympathetically. "Are you feeling unwell, Sir?"
"Ah... Ehem...My throat is a bit sore, so don't mind me," I muttered, embarrassed by my inability to speak clearly. Haruko only smirked at my struggle, running her tongue teasingly around the head of my throbbing dick.
"Phew... I...- I think it's just too hot in here..." I finally managed to say, taking a napkin and wiping away the sweat from my brow. "Could we have some water and the bill, please? We'll be... Oh god... excuse me. We'll be leaving soon."
"Of course, Sir," the servant replied understandingly before quickly scurrying off to fulfill our requests.
With an exasperated sigh, I grabbed the edge of the tablecloth and ripped it off, revealing Haruko's smirking face. She had planned this little game of teasing, her digits lightly stroking my hardened member. "You did that on purpose," I accused her, a smile tugging at my lips.
In response, Haruko grinned wickedly and murmured, "Yes, I did, filthy boy. Madara, I can see that you find it difficult to restrain yourself in public places." Her words only made me want her more.
"Mmm... You're such a dirty slut," I growled playfully, knowing she loved it when I talked dirty to her, "But don't worry, precious, I'll return the favor."
She squinted at me, a naughty glint in her eye, "Careful, someone might catch us," she teased.
I scoffed, not caring if anyone saw us in our little private corner, "No one's around," I assured Haruko, "With cameras only capturing a partial view of our table, we are strategically placed."
I let out a frustrated snort and tilted my head back, trying to regain some control over my body's response to her touch; this woman drove me wild with longing.
"Really? What a coincidence. Did you plan it out?" Haruko asked, my breath hitching as she sucked me harder.
"No.." I replied, my voice laced with hunger. I couldn't control the way my hips bucked slightly underneath her, the pleasure coursing through my physique overwhelming all other sensations.
"Then go on, moan and huff for me, Madara," She purred, her lips divine and wet against my skin, "You sound so sexy; your quiet inhale turns me on as hell."
My mind was clouded with rapture as I felt myself getting closer to the edge, "Shit... Haruko, you're unbelievable... I'm about to cum..."
"No, don't," She commanded, her voice low and husky, "Just hold on for a little while... I want to feel your hot milk running down my throat." Mid-suck, Haruko pauses and taps my dick against her palm, expertly prolonging my joy and preventing me from cumming too soon... It was a genius move on her part.
Seeing the waiter approach, I quickly pulled the tablecloth back on, concealing our actions, "Haruko, I'll be gentle, but I'll punish you for it," With my mouth covered, I whispered urgently.
Her response was a muffled chuckle as she continued to suck me deeper.
"Damn, that's it." I moaned involuntarily, unable to resist the intense bliss building inside of me.
"I'm not stopping, Madara," She teased, her tongue swirling around me, "That's the thing about torture." Haruko made a soft humming sound, teasing me as she spoke... My composure was challenged when her lips were on me... The rhythmic vibrations and the humming of her throat against my ridge gave me goosebumps... It was an indescribable feeling of satisfaction.
The waiter arrived at our table with a glass of water, completely unaware of what was happening between us under the table... He had a polite smile on his face as he asked me, "Here's your water, Sir... Are you feeling better?"
I nodded, taking the tumbler and taking a long sip. The cool liquid felt refreshing against my parched throat. I dug into my wallet and covered the bill for our meal, leaving a generous amount as a tip for his exceptional service. With sincere appreciation, I uttered, "Thank you." The servitor noted, "I hope you had a great time with the food and the conversation."
"Y— Yes... We thoroughly enjoyed our time here and will be returning," I managed to whisper through clenched teeth as waves of pleasure surged through my flesh. My breathing was heavy, and my fingers gripped the table's edge tightly.
"Make the most of your evening." The server added politely before walking away. As soon as he was gone, my eyes closed, and my teeth clenched together to hold back my impending release. Sweat beaded on my forehead as Haruko's tongue continued its tantalizing dance around my glans, driving me to the brink of orgasm. Her skilled lips slid over my shaft, her clapper swirling and teasing as she worked her way to the crown. My body jolted with glee as she took me deep into her throat, her thumbs massaging the base of my tadger. I couldn't help but groan, and my hips shuddered in response, urging her on.
My member twitched inside her warm, wet cavity. I could feel the muscles of her jaw tense and release as she worked her magic, blowing ripples of relish through my bones. It was a sensation unlike any other, intensifying with each passing second. With each thrust, she engulfs me deeper until my glans hit the back of her throat with a force that sends shivers down my spine. As my build jitters with pure euphoria, I cannot help but release a guttural moan. With a final suck and swallow, Haruko took in the last drop of my semen, leaving me feeling completely drained. I lowered my head to look at her, admiring the sight of her glistening lips and flushed cheeks. Knowing how much she was enjoying it, my girl's pretty face looked up at me, and I couldn't help but feel a chill of excitement while watching her. My mind was blown by the vigor of the moment.
"You're incredible, honey," I gulped, still trying to catch my breath. I struggled to keep a grip as Haruko engulfed me in intense ecstasy and a tingling sensation, "It... It was so good," I gasped, my voice strained and ragged. Her tongue expertly cleaned every inch of my shaft, and her kiss on my frenulum elicited a passionate puff from me. "Mm... F— Fuck... ~" I mutter. Trying to calm my racing thoughts, I drop my head and roll my eyes back. This headmouth was pure bliss, and it was taking all of my self-control not to lose myself utterly in its mind-blowing ardor. As Haruko made me cum hard, my entire body tingled. I felt euphoric, light-headed, dizzy, and almost as if I were under a spell.
She laughed, leaning her chin against my thigh and gently stroking my leg, "I like this kind of game," she murmured, her voice filled with satisfaction. "I feel like a wild, uninhibited whore when I'm with you." As my erection subsided, she quickly covered it with my boxers and pants, whispering, "Handsome, put your clothes back on." As we shared sultry moments, our intimacy grew stronger.
Haruko slipped into the seat next to me, her long legs crossed and her gaze fixed on mine. I leaned back, taking in the smooth lines of her face and the subtle curve of her lips. Her confidence radiated through every movement, and I couldn't help but admire her boldness. "How did you become so unapologetically brazen?" I asked with a chuckle. She let out a carefree chortle. "I guess I just have a fondness for having your dick in my mouth," she teased, her voice dripping with innuendo. "And I also want you to enjoy me." A sly twinkle played on her brims before she looked away, feigning innocence. Taking in her fresh fragrance, I returned her smile and leaned closer to her scruff, feeling the soft brush of her rind against mine. "Haruko, you are truly stunning." At that moment, she was charming and mysterious; I couldn't wait to uncover more layers of her riddle-like persona.
Upon finishing our meal and paying the bill, I kissed her and whispered, "Let's go."
"All right, baby." She tittered friskly, her eyes mischievously sparkling as we left the restaurant.
"That was crazy," Haruko exclaimed as we walked towards my car in the parking lot.
"It was. But also a lot of fun, right?" I replied, snickering at her.
"Absolutely," she beamed back at me. "Every moment, I am consumed with a primal urge to ravage you until you can no longer think straight, Madara."
"You're amazing, flame." I couldn't resist hugging her tightly and kissing her neck, my hands roaming over her curves.
As we approached my car, I turned to Haruko with a request. "Haruko, would you mind taking the wheel?" I asked, gesturing towards the driver's side.
She raised an eyebrow at me inquisitively. "Huh? But you haven't had anything to drink? Why's that? Did my mouth leave you too exhausted or turned on?" She teased with a jolly giggle.
I chuckled at her teasing remark. "No, it's not that," I reassured her with a wink. "I just think it's your turn to take the wheel. I'm feeling a little weary." Haruko responded to my words with a frisky smirk, her eyes blazing with amusement. "Well, well, well, looks like I've blown your mind with my skills," When she playfully taunted me with her seductive tone, goosebumps rose on my skin. "No need to hold back on the compliments, Madara," she added with a sly grin.
"Okay, sweetie, you win. It's true, you fucked my brains off with that suck-off, but I can't deny how much I love seeing women take charge behind the wheel. Your ravishing figure hugged the leather seats, your legs provocatively parted, enticing me with every press of the pedals. The idea may seem strange to you, but I find it enthralling as it ignites my imagination."
Haruko's eyes widened in surprise as I revealed my hidden interest. "So it's your little fetish, Madara? That's intriguing," she murmured, her voice low and seductive. An impish flash sparkled in her eyes as she leaned closer to me. "It's impossible not to stare at you as you take the wheel, Uchiha Madara Perv. The fierceness in your eyes and the confidence in your grip make me weak in the knees. Your thighs, taut with strength, spread out before me like a delectable feast waiting to be savored. At the sight of you in command, I feel nearly unbearable heat. I find it incredibly arousing, and I can't resist being turned on by it."
I couldn't help but smirk at her confession. "Well, it seems we have some similar tastes after all, Haruko," I replied, my rims curling into a coy grin. "Perhaps we should explore more of our wishes and cravings." With that, I leaned in and kissed her deeply, feeling a surge of desire coursing through me. I couldn't believe how debaucherous and wild I felt with Haruko by my side, luring me to stray and behave like an animal. Her petite frame exuded a subtle warmth that sent flits down my backbone. But in that minute, it was precisely what we both needed — an escape from the constraints of society and our inhibitions.
I settled into the car's passenger seat as Haruko took the driver's seat. I gazed at her flushed cheeks, my eyes lingering on her parted thighs and the confident grip of her hand on the steering wheel. The image of her, powerful yet vulnerable, sent a rush of excitement through me. The thought of making love to her right here in the car crossed my mind, sparking a feeling of recklessness and rebellion. Haruko had a way of unleashing my primal urges, tempting me to give in to my animalistic instincts without reservations.
The clock read 22:30 as we drove along winding roads, with the only light coming from our headlights and the occasional streetlamp. The darkness of the night enveloped us, creating an eerie atmosphere as we made our way home. I settled into the plush leather seat, reveling the smooth purr of the engine as Haruko skillfully maneuvered my car through the highway we had just traveled on. She had a cautious grip on the ruffle, her eyes scanning the trace ahead precisely. Even though I was known for my need for speed, I found myself completely at ease with her behind the wheel, never exceeding 120 km per hour. We were in perfect sync, our conversations effortlessly flowing as we enjoyed the scenic drive together. It was a peaceful and relaxing ride, with Haruko's presence by my side, adding an extra layer of comfort to the journey.
She couldn't help but gush as she spun the wheel, "Your car is so luxurious to drive, Madara."
I smirked and replied, "I'm glad you approve." The soothing hum of the engine filled the car as we cruised down the expressway.
"I've always had a soft spot for big cars," she admitted, flicking on the blinker before making a turn.
With a sly smirk on my face, I leaned in closer to Haruko and whispered, "Ah yes, I know, and I always have a hard-on spot for you."
Instead of keeping her eyes on the highway, she turned to face me in surprise. "Wha—? Hey, Madara...don't..."
But before she could finish her sentence, my attention was diverted by the sudden swerve of our car into the oncoming lane.
"Oh, Damnit! Haruko, look out!" My hand shot out to grab the handwheel and steer the car back into its rightful lane.
She gasped and stuttered, her hands gripping the wheel tightly. "For fuck's sake! Keep your muddy wordplay jokes to yourself while I'm driving, Madara. We might accidentally crash your car if I can't focus properly."
I couldn't help but chuckle at her words, the adrenaline from the near accident coursing through my veins. "Oh, fuck me sideways! Haruko, that scared me. Is that what distracts you while driving? What stirs your imagination, honey, the sex conversations, or the similarity of the words?" I teased, trying to lighten the mood.
She huffed, "Oh, come on, Madara. You're such a nasty pervert." Haruko pouted playfully before regaining her poise and returning to her steady driving.
"Okay, I'm sorry. I'll keep that in mind from now on, babe." I asserted with a deadpan expression before breaking into a scoff. I covered my lips with my arm, still grinning. "Oh my God, you made me laugh. I didn't expect such a reaction from you," I remarked with genuine surprise.
She cast me a scathing glare before focusing on the road again. "Ha-ha-ha...You crazy man, this isn't funny."
I grimaced mischievously at her. "My hot-blooded woman, I love seeing you flustered like that."
Haruko rolled her eyes at me and remarked, "You have a kinky obsession with playing with words, don't you? Nevertheless, Madara, you have a quirky and filthy sense of humor."
I shrugged and replied, "You may be right, Haruko. My humor may not be my strong suit, but I excel in other areas."
"Well, that's undeniable." She blushed at my comment. I could see the lewd thoughts running through her mind. "Haruko, I wasn't referring to our fucking everywhere. I was referring to my profession. And who do you call a pervert after that?" I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Her cheeks flushed. "Well, you're right. I won't pretend to be innocent with you; it's mission impossible."
I agreed with a simper. "Let's not act like saints here."
The gravel route made a crunching sound as we drove over it, with the only other noise being the faint hum of the engine. It was quiet in the stillness of the night, apart from some background noise provided by the radio station. Each curve in the road revealed a new landscape, with tall trees casting long shadows and distant houses glowing with warm lights. The echo of the wind rushing through the open windows added a soothing soundtrack to our adventure. The ride was enjoyable and relaxing for me.
As we finally pulled into our driveway, the familiar sight of our home greeted us like a welcoming beacon in the dark, quiet night.
The car halted, and we hurriedly exited, eager to reach the comfort of our destination. I enveloped Haruko in a passionate kiss, feeling her legs wrap tightly around my thighs as I carried her effortlessly toward our bedroom. The familiar scent of lavender and vanilla greeted us as we entered, a comforting reminder of the love that filled our home. With each step, the anticipation grew, igniting an electric energy between us.
Haruko expertly undid my shirt buttons as her hands swept around my arms, leaving a trail of flames in her wake. Her lips followed suit, planting tantalizing kisses and gentle nips along my chest. With her other hand, she caressed the bulge in my pants, sending shivers of gratification through my bones.
I snarled and gazed up at her with heavy-lidded eyes. The softness and sweetness of her stroke were intoxicating.
"I love the way you tease me," I whispered before pulling her closer and claiming her lips with mine.
"Mmm, smutty guy," she purred seductively, pushing me back onto the bed, "You always like to rush things, don't you?"
As she peeled off her clothes, her flawless body emerged. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to be with this goddess. Every inch of her was mesmerizing, and I couldn't tear my eyes away from Haruko. As she removed my belt, my pants fell to the floor with a thud, forgotten as I focused all of my attention on her. At that point, I felt unworthy of such an exquisite lady.
As she straddled me, I reached up to cup her full breasts in my hands. I traced the rosy tips of her nipples with my fingers, eliciting soft gasps and wails from her parted lips. With her head thrown back and eyes closed, Haruko yielded herself to the sensations coursing through her figure. The vent of her whines drove me wild, causing a throbbing ache between my legs. Unable to resist any longer, I flipped her over and held her down beneath me.
"Say it, angel," I growled into her ear, nipping at the delicate skin on her neck. "Tell me what you want."
Her response was immediate as she arched her back and grabbed onto my shoulders for leverage. "I want to feel you inside me," she pleaded, her voice thick with want. "My wet pussy delights in your tongue, so please, I'm more than ready."
With a low grunt, I reached down and slid a finger inside her warm and swollen minge. She cried out loudly in gladness, urging me on with desperate groans.
"You're so wet for me, Haruko," I hissed, adding another finger to join the first. "You can't resist me."
She whimpered in agreement as I continued to explore every inch of her slickness with my skilled knuckles. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, I moved down and buried my face between her thighs.
"Oh God, yes!" She screamed as my tongue danced over her sensitive flesh, sending waves of ecstasy over her entire being. She dug her fingertips into my hair and bucked against my mouth, grinding herself into me with every movement.
I devoured her eagerly until she quivered in climax beneath me, crying out my name in a blissful twinge.
She lay before me, her body trembling with thirst. Her eyes pleaded with me to take her, to satisfy the craving that consumed her. I couldn't resist Haruko when she looked at me like that.
"Wait," I said, rising from the bed. I couldn't let this moment pass without capturing it forever.
Her gaze followed me as I reached for my phone, snapping a picture of her naked form laid out on my bed. She blushed at getting caught in such a vulnerable state, but her shyness only made her more alluring.
"What are you going to do with that picture?" She asked, biting her lip.
"Nothing...yet," I replied with a wink, knowing full well that this photo would be my private treasure.
But now was not the time for pictures and teasing, "My darling, Madara...come here. You need to fuck me rough and deep." She purred and beckoned me closer.
I dropped my phone and surrendered to her touch, kissing her deeply. Wrapping her arms around my nape, she pulled me onto her soft chest. Her lips trailed across my neck as she spread her legs for me.
Every inch of her delicate taut beckoned to me. I could hold back no longer. Slowly, I positioned myself at her entrance and pushed inside, savoring the tightness that enveloped me.
"Oh, fuck babe," I groaned as I began to move within her.
"Yes...Ahh.. yes, Madara! Harder!" She whimpered, digging her nails into my shoulders.
The sounds of our lovemaking filled the room as we moved together in perfect rhythm. Haruko's body eagerly responded to mine, encouraging me with each thrust.
"You're mine," I growled between kisses and bites on her pelt.
She arched beneath me and screamed in rapture, marking my skin with red lines from her nails. At that moment, there was no one else in the world except us — two bodies united in bliss.
When the fun intensified between us, Haruko straddled me in her favorite cowgirl position and began grinding against my pulsating member.
Her pussy was deliciously moist, and we fucked with wet squelching slaps as she sat on top of me. Our bodies moved in perfect rhythm, with each movement bringing us closer to orgasm.
I couldn't help but grab onto her back, pulling her close against my chest as I bit down on her shoulder, eliciting delightful moans of satisfaction from her lips. As our bodies intertwined in a passionate dance, we rode the wave of joy until we both reached our peak, gasping and panting for breath in the aftermath. My breath came out in sharp hisses as my prick throbbed within her, her cunt clenching around it like a vise while my jizz spilled over onto my thighs from the depths of her womb.
As Haruko wrapped her arms around me, our bodies melded together in a perfect fit. On my collar, her breath rose and fell in rhythm with the beat of her heart. I ran my digits through her soft hair, each strand feeling like satin between my fingertips.
We lay there in silence, basking in each other's warmth and the comfort of our embrace. The gentle rustle of sheets and the occasional murmur of contentment were the only sounds in the room.
My lips touched her forehead as I whispered, "Thank you for such a wonderful evening, Haruko."
She sighed happily, snuggling closer to me, "I love being with you, Madara," she murmured in response.
Our limbs tangled like they were destined to stay together forever as we drifted into a peaceful slumber.
