Stalker Problems
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 113
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
“Everything seems quiet,” Momoka muttered to herself as she hid behind a bush beside the Hinata household. This was her usual stalking spot for when she preferred to see her Fuyuki in person and not through a spy camera. She checked the house for any signs that her Fuyuki was busy or busy with a member of his family. No screams of pleasure, no blinds closed to hide incest, no frogs waiting outside for the humans to stop mating. It was clear for her to begin operation Nookie.
“Hold on Fuyuki, my ovaries are calling to you,” Momoka giggled insanely as she crept towards the house. She entered silently, looking around for any sign of Fuyuki’s family, or as she considered them her competition. It wouldn’t be so bad if Natsumi found her, but if Aki found her she was screwed, literally. She crept upstairs, listening for anything. She passed by Aki’s closed bedroom door, her nose picking up a very familiar scent.
“That bitch! She had better have left some of that baby batter for me,” Momoka softly said to herself as she resisted the urge to scream. She calmed herself down after a second by taking several deep breathes. It was okay that Aki had gotten Fuyuki first; she was just the warm-up for the main event. She would rock Fuyuki’s world and he’d never think twice about his luscious, slutty, huge, jiggly breasted and so hot mom.
“Stay focused,” Momoka growled and slapped herself on the cheek hard enough to leave a red mark. She couldn’t get distracted by thoughts of the milf or she might as well throw herself at the older woman and forget Fuyuki. Rubbing her sore cheek, she continued to Fuyuki’s room and touched the doorknob. Gathering her courage, she rushed in, ready to embrace her beloved. What she got was an empty bedroom. Slumping forward, Momoka closed the door and collapsed onto Fuyuki’s bed. Groaning loudly, she wondered if she had missed the boy. She had smelled the aftermath of his incestuous sex with his mom so he couldn’t be far. He was going to be back soon so she had best get ready. She had taken the pill, now she needed to be prepared to seduce one of the most clueless boys on the planet.
“Fuyuki, I want you bad,” Momoka moaned as she knelt on the bed and with her chest pushed out for Fuyuki to see. She then rethought her position when she remembered that Fuyuki had much bigger, mature breasts shoved in his face every day.
“Take me, big boy,” Momoka purred as she turned over and laid on her back, her knees up and her skirt lifted up to reveal her white, silky panties. She tried to look as lascivious as possible for Fuyuki, but found herself having trouble seeing the door for when Fuyuki arrived.
“Just fuck me already,” she said quickly and started removing her panties. Fuck her underwear, she didn’t need it anymore. She’d let Fuyuki see where he was going, let him see the moist, succulent, hairy pussy that he’d be getting. Momoka then froze when she realized that she was pretty hairy down there and then smacked herself again for forgetting to shave. Getting off the bed, she bent over and started pulling her panties back up. As she had her panties up to her thighs, the bedroom door opened. Momoka’s head snapped up as she found herself staring at the boy that had stolen her heart. That stolen heart started beating double its normal speed when she saw he was only wearing a towel.
“Momoka!” Fuyuki gasped, not expected his high school friend to be in his room. He made sure his towel was on securely, not wanting to give Momoka a free show. The strange, rich girl would freak out and run away if she saw him naked. She was the only girl he knew that wasn’t a slut so he had to be careful to hide his perversity around her.
“Fuyuki! Just fuck…” Momoka moved to rush the boy, pull him into a passionate hug and plant a big, wet one on him. Sadly, she forgot her panties were still around her thighs and when she moved, she was sent falling face first onto the floor. She laid there for a second, wondering if she stayed still enough would Fuyuki just walk away and she could forget about this embarrassing attempt to seduce him. She was so stupid to think she could get close to Fuyuki.
“Are you okay Momoka?” Fuyuki asked as he knelled before the fallen girl, taking her hand to help her up. As he helped her to her feet, he smiled fondly at the only sane girl he knew. Conveniently, he forgot that he had just found her with her panties down in his room. “You have to be more careful. I don’t want you to get hurt, you mean a lot to me.”
“Oh Fuyuki,” Momoka whispered as her crush stood inches away from her, clasping her hand as he helped steady her, wearing nothing but a towel. He was close enough that all she would have to do was lean in and she could kiss him.
She had to do it. This was the moment she had been praying for, it was now or never for her to make her move. Slowly she moved in, Fuyuki not aware what she was doing until her puckered lips brushed against his own relaxed lips. She was almost there; she was going to get her smooch at last!
“Hold on Fuyuki, my ovaries are calling to you,” Momoka giggled insanely as she crept towards the house. She entered silently, looking around for any sign of Fuyuki’s family, or as she considered them her competition. It wouldn’t be so bad if Natsumi found her, but if Aki found her she was screwed, literally. She crept upstairs, listening for anything. She passed by Aki’s closed bedroom door, her nose picking up a very familiar scent.
“That bitch! She had better have left some of that baby batter for me,” Momoka softly said to herself as she resisted the urge to scream. She calmed herself down after a second by taking several deep breathes. It was okay that Aki had gotten Fuyuki first; she was just the warm-up for the main event. She would rock Fuyuki’s world and he’d never think twice about his luscious, slutty, huge, jiggly breasted and so hot mom.
“Stay focused,” Momoka growled and slapped herself on the cheek hard enough to leave a red mark. She couldn’t get distracted by thoughts of the milf or she might as well throw herself at the older woman and forget Fuyuki. Rubbing her sore cheek, she continued to Fuyuki’s room and touched the doorknob. Gathering her courage, she rushed in, ready to embrace her beloved. What she got was an empty bedroom. Slumping forward, Momoka closed the door and collapsed onto Fuyuki’s bed. Groaning loudly, she wondered if she had missed the boy. She had smelled the aftermath of his incestuous sex with his mom so he couldn’t be far. He was going to be back soon so she had best get ready. She had taken the pill, now she needed to be prepared to seduce one of the most clueless boys on the planet.
“Fuyuki, I want you bad,” Momoka moaned as she knelt on the bed and with her chest pushed out for Fuyuki to see. She then rethought her position when she remembered that Fuyuki had much bigger, mature breasts shoved in his face every day.
“Take me, big boy,” Momoka purred as she turned over and laid on her back, her knees up and her skirt lifted up to reveal her white, silky panties. She tried to look as lascivious as possible for Fuyuki, but found herself having trouble seeing the door for when Fuyuki arrived.
“Just fuck me already,” she said quickly and started removing her panties. Fuck her underwear, she didn’t need it anymore. She’d let Fuyuki see where he was going, let him see the moist, succulent, hairy pussy that he’d be getting. Momoka then froze when she realized that she was pretty hairy down there and then smacked herself again for forgetting to shave. Getting off the bed, she bent over and started pulling her panties back up. As she had her panties up to her thighs, the bedroom door opened. Momoka’s head snapped up as she found herself staring at the boy that had stolen her heart. That stolen heart started beating double its normal speed when she saw he was only wearing a towel.
“Momoka!” Fuyuki gasped, not expected his high school friend to be in his room. He made sure his towel was on securely, not wanting to give Momoka a free show. The strange, rich girl would freak out and run away if she saw him naked. She was the only girl he knew that wasn’t a slut so he had to be careful to hide his perversity around her.
“Fuyuki! Just fuck…” Momoka moved to rush the boy, pull him into a passionate hug and plant a big, wet one on him. Sadly, she forgot her panties were still around her thighs and when she moved, she was sent falling face first onto the floor. She laid there for a second, wondering if she stayed still enough would Fuyuki just walk away and she could forget about this embarrassing attempt to seduce him. She was so stupid to think she could get close to Fuyuki.
“Are you okay Momoka?” Fuyuki asked as he knelled before the fallen girl, taking her hand to help her up. As he helped her to her feet, he smiled fondly at the only sane girl he knew. Conveniently, he forgot that he had just found her with her panties down in his room. “You have to be more careful. I don’t want you to get hurt, you mean a lot to me.”
“Oh Fuyuki,” Momoka whispered as her crush stood inches away from her, clasping her hand as he helped steady her, wearing nothing but a towel. He was close enough that all she would have to do was lean in and she could kiss him.
She had to do it. This was the moment she had been praying for, it was now or never for her to make her move. Slowly she moved in, Fuyuki not aware what she was doing until her puckered lips brushed against his own relaxed lips. She was almost there; she was going to get her smooch at last!
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