Misaki Ayabe age:30,job:Underground Idol

My name is Takumi Nagai. When my wife passed away 17 years ago, our daughter was still in elementary school, but she has already graduated from university and is now preparing to enter the workforce. Having raised her all by myself, my daughter and I are exceptionally close. I have never remarried, and at present, I have no intention of doing so. Of course, I have a strong sexual appetite, and ever since my student days, I have had numerous casual sexual partners—friends with benefits in all but name—aside from my late wife. Contrary to the straitlaced impression one might expect from a university professor, I have a rich romantic history, having cultivated passionate loves that naturally developed into physical intimacy.

That day, after having yakiniku with my daughter, we parted ways in Shibuya, and I was enjoying some time alone. It struck me that at this hour, the number of young women walking the streets suddenly surges. Having finished work, they head out to drink with friends or lovers. As I walked, taking in the bustle of the city, a particular woman caught my eye. Her long black hair stood out beautifully against her slender frame. She was not tall, but that only made her look endearing. Even her way of walking—swaying her hips—showed she knew full well how to command men's gazes. When I caught a glimpse of her face under a streetlamp, my heart skipped a beat. Her sharp gaze exuded a distinct kind of sensuality. Our eyes met for a moment, but she turned her head away and kept walking.

"Excuse me," I called out, watching Misaki's back.

"Yes?"

Misaki turned around, looked at me, and offered a sweet smile. It was an infinitely languid, bewitching smile that could charm any man.

"You seemed a bit hard to approach, but I plucked up the courage to speak to you."

"Is something the matter?"

"I just thought I’d like to talk with you. Would you like to drop into a place around here and chat?"

At my invitation, Misaki made a brief, thoughtful gesture before nodding.

"Alright."

"Then right this way, please."

We entered a nearby coffee shop and sat facing each other in the seating area.

"Pleased to meet you."

"Likewise."

We both ordered coffee and introduced ourselves. Her name was Misaki Ayabe. She mentioned that she was an underground idol. Imagining her singing and dancing with that delicate body gave me a rush of excitement.

"What is being an underground idol like?"

"The fanbase is small, and events like handshakes are pretty low-key. But having people who support me makes me happy."

"I can certainly understand that. My daughter loves idols too, and she goes to handshake events all the time."

"Is that so?"

"She's already a college student, though, so I'm quite an old man myself."

Misaki turned away slightly and lowered her eyes. I took note of her long hair. It was so sleek and glossy that I felt an urge to touch it. Though her eyes were sharp, her expression was soft, conveying a sense of gentleness. Wondering what kind of woman she was only heightened her allure.

"How old are you?"

"I'm 30."

"That makes you 28 years younger than me. But I really prefer someone like you. Even among my daughter's generation, most girls are just cute and calculating, so I find myself drawn to more mature women."

"Thank you. Dad, what is it about me that you like?"

"Your facial features, your style, your vibe—it's all to my taste. But above all, it's your sense of mystery. Not knowing what you're thinking actually piques my curiosity."

Misaki narrowed her eyes slightly and stared intently into mine. Her gaze was strong, sharp, and laced with heat.

"I like you too, Dad."

"What do you like about me?"

"You're calm, you have a mature composure, and I can feel your intelligence. Plus, the way you look at me is so gentle."

"Is that so? Hearing you say that makes me really happy."

"Are you married, Dad?"

"No, I've been single for a very long time. My daughter is my only child."

"Then do you have a girlfriend?"

"Not right now. But I think it would be amazing if you and I could get close from here on."

Misaki's cheeks flushed, and her eyes glistened. Her expression was so endearing that it made me want to protect her.

"Dad, won't you date me?"

"Of course. I want to spend more time with you, too."

"Thank you. I want to do all kinds of things with you, too, Dad."

Misaki took my hand and pressed it against her cheek. It felt soft and warm, conveying the warmth of her heart. I placed my hand over hers and looked into her eyes.

"Misaki, you are truly beautiful."

"You're handsome too, Dad. I think I'm going to fall completely head over heels for you."

"I feel like I'm going to fall completely head over heels for you, too. I look forward to our time together."

And just like that, we became lovers.

Three months have passed since I met Misaki. While continuing her work as an underground idol, she started coming over to stay at my apartment on weekends. Since my daughter lives on her own, my place becomes a space just for the two of us. Misaki acts sweet and affectionate in front of me without hesitation, while I dote on her, caress her, and hold her close. Our relationship was going smoothly in every way.

One day, when Misaki came to my place, she radiated an aura even more voluptuous than usual. She wore a dress with an open neckline that revealed her black lace underwear, paired with fishnet tights and high heels. Her appearance stoked my desires and excited me. She stepped closer and brought her lips to my neck.

"Takumi-san, I'm going to shower you with affection today."

"Misaki, what's gotten into you today?"

"Actually, a fan confessed their love to me today."

"Oh? And what did you do?"

"I turned them down, of course. Because I have you, Takumi-san."

Saying this, Misaki buried her face in my chest. The gesture conveyed deep affection, along with a hint of jealousy.

"What if that person was younger, handsomer, and richer than me?"

"None of that matters. The only one I love is you, Takumi-san."

"You're so sweet, Misaki. Still, I wouldn't like it if another man took you away from me either."

"Don't worry. I'm completely crazy about you."

Misaki said that and kissed me on the lips. The kiss was deep and passionate, her tongue exploring the inside of my mouth. I hugged her body and felt its softness. Misaki whispered in my ear.

"Takumi, I can't wait any longer. Please hold me quickly."

"Misaki, you want it that much?"

"Yes, I do. I want your hot one, Takumi."

\Misaki took my hand and led me to the bedroom. There, the candles were already lit, and the scent of roses filled the air. She had already created a romantic atmosphere. She lay down on the bed and beckoned me in.

"Takumi, please come here."

I sat beside her and stroked her face. She closed her eyes and rested her cheek against my hand.

"Misaki, you're so pretty."

"Takumi, touch me more."

I began to stroke her body. Her neck, shoulders, chest, waist, thighs. Her skin was smooth and warm, trembling in response to my touch. Her breasts were nicely full, her nipples erect, and when I pinched them with my fingers, she let out a small gasp. Her crotch was already wet, and as my fingers traced the groove, she wriggled her hips.

"Takumi, it feels so good. Do it more."

"Misaki, you're really sensitive."

"Because I love you, Takumi."

I removed her underwear, exposing her naked body. Her body was slender yet possessed feminine curves, and her beautiful breasts captivated my eyes. I licked, sucked, and kneaded them. Misaki cried out and hugged my head.

"Takumi, stop. If you do that, I'll come."

"It's okay, Misaki. You can come."

I gently bit her nipple, and her body twitched. Her vagina gripped my fingers tightly, and her love juices overflowed. I leaned my face closer to her private parts and began to lick them with my tongue. Misaki let out a shriek and pushed my head away.

"Takumi, stop, it's dirty."

"Misaki, it's not dirty. Yours tastes sweet and delicious."

I rolled her clitoris with my tongue and sucked it. Misaki lifted her hips and pressed her genitals against my face. Her breathing was ragged, and sweat beaded on her forehead. I inserted my tongue into her vagina and stirred it around. Misaki gasped violently, her body trembling.

"Takumi, I can't take it anymore. I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum, ahhhhh!"

Misaki cried out loudly and arched her back. Her vagina contracted, gripping my tongue. Her face was contorted with pleasure, a look of ecstasy on her face. I lifted my face from her body and kissed her lips. Misaki's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at me.

"Thank you, Takumi. That felt so good."

"Misaki, you were beautiful too. But we're not finished yet."

I took off my pants and thrust my erect penis in front of Misaki's eyes. Misaki's eyes lit up when she saw my penis.

"Takumi, it's so big. Please put it inside me."

"Misaki, try putting it in yourself."

Misaki straddled me and guided my penis into her vagina with her hand. Her vagina was hot and wet, and it embraced my penis as if welcoming it. Misaki slowly moved her hips, rubbing my penis inside her. I supported her hips and thrust my hips in time with her movements.

"Misaki, does it feel good?"

"Yes, it feels really good. I can feel your penis getting bigger inside me."

"Misaki, you're tight and hot inside too. Can I go harder?"

"Yes, please go harder. Make me yours."

I gripped Misaki's hips tightly and thrust my penis into her vagina. Misaki moaned loudly, placed her hands on my chest, and shook her hips. Her breasts swayed in front of my eyes, and her nipples were almost touching my mouth. I took her nipples into my mouth and sucked. Misaki's voice rose even higher, and her body trembled.

"Takumi, no, I'm going to cum again. I'm going to cum, cum, cummmmm."

Misaki shook her hips violently, clenching my penis tightly inside her vagina. I couldn't withstand the contractions inside her vagina any longer, and I felt myself getting closer to ejaculating.

"Misaki, I'm coming too. Let's come together."

"Yes, Takumi, let's come together. Come inside me. Come a lot."

I held Misaki's hips down with one last thrust and released my semen into her vagina. Misaki also reached her climax at the same time, her body stiffening. We embraced each other and caught our breath. Misaki buried her face in my chest and whispered.

"Takumi, I love you. I'm yours alone."

"Misaki, I love you too. You're my best lover."

We said this to each other and exchanged kisses. That night, we made love many times and embraced until morning.