Author's Note: This is the first part of a story that explores the 'netori' theme. I welcome constructive criticism to help improve my writing, but I ask that you please keep in mind the nature of the genre. If you feel uncomfortable with the content, I encourage you to stop reading. Personally, I believe this material is quite tame.
Nero gently laid Sharron on the edge of her bed, propping a pillow against the headboard. He then reached for the framed wedding photo of Carlos and Sharron, which rested on the bedside table. Positioning it upright on the pillow, he ensured it directly faced Sharron.
"What are you doing?" Sharron's voice wavered as she hastily grabbed the bedsheet to cover herself. "Put that away."
"Why? It's just a photo," Nero replied casually, pulling off his pants.
"It makes me feel… weird."
"Relax, Sharron, you are overreacting to a photo. I am sorry, but that is going to stay there." He replied playfully, but his unyielding expression left no room for negotiation.
"Please, it makes me feel like I can feel Carlo's presence as if he is watching everything."
"Sigh. That was exactly what I was going for. Remember what I told you. Take it all as a form of therapy to release your emotions. Fully open yourself up to the process with no barriers between us. Besides, enjoy yourself, as everything happening in the room will stay between just the two of us." With those words, Nero walked towards her in his boxer, leaving the photo on the pillow.
Sharron's eyes gazed into hers and Carlos' eyes in the photo. She inwardly apologized a thousand times to her husband. Nero gently pulled the bedsheet covering off her body and slowly climbed onto her, enclosing her in his embrace. They gazed at the photo of Sharron and Carlos in the wedding dress.
"Check out his eyes, Sharron. It seems Carlos is uncomfortable seeing his wife touched by another man." Nero said, kissing her cheek and giving a light love bite to her while Sharron shut her eyes tight.
His hands both slid along her body, tracing the soft curves of her before hooking his fingers into the waistband of her panties.
"Carlos, I am taking off your wife's panties. Let me also see her hole down there."
Sharron suddenly opened her eyes as she gazed at the photo. She apologized profusely to her husband in mind as her eyes teared up a little. Yet she lifted her ass for him without a complaint and Nero pulled them off with deliberate slowness, the damp fabric clinging momentarily to her before slipping free.
Sharron's breath hitched as she felt fully exposed, feeling the cool air kissing her heated groins.
He brought her panties to his face and sniffed them.
"Sharron made a mess of it with her pussy juice," Nero announced, looking at the photo to hear. Then he spread her legs apart and started feeling up her honey box. Feeling the softness of her pussy lips wet with the warmth of her arousal, he ran his finger over her slit before giving her excited clit a rub, causing Sharron to moan in pleasure in his arms.
He spread her lips apart slightly, exposing her red fleshy insides that twitched desperately for something to be shoveled inside. Nero obliged happily by putting a finger in there and swirling it inside her. Her legs twitched while pussy welcomed him by wetting his fingers with her juice. His left hand started working on her clit and Sharron closed her eyes, squirming in his hold as she moaned in delight.
Nero then gently parted Sharron's legs and smoothly inserted himself between them. By using both hands, he continued to work up her clit while he fingered her, adding two fingers to the attack. Unable to concentrate on her thoughts, Sharron felt waves of ecstasy coursing through her as she started laying back in bed, turning her head from side to side.
"Carlos, watch and learn how real men satisfy women," Nero pulled out his fingers from her pussy and said facing the photo.
Hearing his words, Sharron also unknowingly looked at her husband in the photo.
"See your wife laying invitingly in the bed for me. How many years have you been looking after her? Now she is spreading her legs for me. Being a man requires not just having a penis, but also knowing how to use it effectively."
Sharron's heart stung as she heard Nero humiliating her husband.
"Nero, Why are you saying hurtful things like this?"
"Come on, Sharron, it's all part of the therapy. Don't tell me you are not enjoying this yourself."
When Nero inserted his fingers back into her pussy, her sadness and protest melted away for lust.
"Go on Carlos, wank off your little pecker watching your wife getting off from a real man"
Hearing his words, Sharron felt a weird sense of thrill and power. Just imagining Carlos masturbating himself as Nero gave her fellatio made her moan out loud. She could sense her thoughts and mindset slowly getting clouded as Nero dragged her deeper into his degenerated antics. By then, Nero's tongue gave her pussy lips a full lick and pressed inside her, making her leak out moans.
"You are the best thing I've ever tasted in my life," Nero said as he rubbed her along her inner thighs and ate her out eagerly. When he added his fingers to the mix, it was too much for her, as she felt fully losing control over him. When he thought she was close to release, he pulled back again and took her into his embrace.
Nero dragged Sharron along in his hold and they stood on their knees in the bed, facing her wedding photo. He unhooked her rose bra and pulled it off of her. His left hand began squeezing those juicy melons while his right pulled her into an embrace from behind.
Sharron momentarily froze, staring at the wedding photo. Carlos' eyes seemed to pierce into her, making her believe he was seeing everything. Staying glued to him in his embrace with not a single cloth to hide her modesty, she had a deep urge to cover her bottoms with her hand. However, fearing Nero might not like it, she restrained herself, but that only felt like defiance to her husband in her mind.
"Look Carlos, ain't your wife a bombshell"
"Nero!" Sharron turned her head and whined in his face.
"You are right, Sharron. It feels like he is present here, and doing you right before him makes it so thrilling. Will you let me fuck you if Carlos was here?"
His words again started sprouting weird feelings in her mind. Nero, on seeing her stay silent, gave her clit a rub, causing Sharron to squirm with a moan.
"Sharron, don't you love me, baby?"
"Mmm," she answered with a mere hum.
"Come on, let me hear it with your sweet voice"
"I love you," Sharron turned to his face and said in an honest voice. Nero could see in her hazy eyes how much more deeply the woman was passionate and earnest behind those three words. He immediately leaned in to kiss her lips deeply before gently turning her gaze towards the photo.
"Say it out loud for your husband to hear," Nero whispered into her ear, his grip on her tightening.
Sharron took a step back, nestling closer into his embrace. "I'm sorry, Carlo. I've fallen for this guy, and I truly, deeply love him," she said, looking directly into Carlo's face in the wedding photo.
"Say, do you like having sex with me?"
"Yes," Sharron replied shyly staring down.
"No, baby, look at his face and say it clearly," Nero instructed as he inserted a finger into her pussy before quickly pulling out.
"Ah~, Carlo, I like sleeping with Nero," Sharron declared, her eyes fixed on her husband's face.
"Jeez, Sharron, he is the person you married. You should now apologize to him." Nero chuckled softly, playfully biting her ear.
Sharron continued to stare at Carlo's face in the photo and spoke calmly, "I'm sorry, Carlo. You always treated me like a servant at home that you come to check in every six months. Even when you were around, I was nothing more than your bang maid. My dreams were a joke to you. You mistreated me and thought buying me fancy things would make up for it. But," she reached out to gently caress Nero's face, "he makes me feel like a person. He respected and cheered for my dreams and even went along with my silly whims over the past months in bed, doing whatever he could to make me content. I'm sorry, husband, but I love having sex with him more than I ever will with you."
Hearing Sharron's apology, which didn't sound like she was not that sorry, Nero sensed her body relaxing slightly. Sharron, putting her thoughts into words, felt like a weight lifting off her and reflected his therapy was working.
"Oof poor guy, you were quite harsh, Sharron. That's your husband, for god's sake. You can't shut him down with cold hard facts. And above all, you should ask his permission when sleeping with another man."
"Nero.." Sharron whined in a dragged-out voice, but when he responded by nuzzling his face into her nape and peppering her with kisses, she relented with a sigh.
"C-Carlo, please let me sleep with Nero,"
Nero immediately tightened his hug and began fingering her.
"Feels thrilling when you said it, right?" he whispered like a devil offering temptation to her mind while he began squeezing her tits and manhandling her pussy.
"Ah…Y-yes, it feels strange, Nero, but in a good way."
"That's right. Ask him to sleep peacefully while you enjoy yourself."
"Mmm… Ah… I'm sorry, Carlo. I want to have sex with Nero. I want to be with him, feeling his warmth and sweat on my skin. Please sleep with our child in his room. Don't hate me, okay? I want to feel the happiness of being a woman."
Nero smirked, hearing her reply before adding more oil to the fire, "Did you hear what your wife said, Carlos? She wants to sleep with me. Sharron doesn't want your little pecker, she wants a man's real dick like this," Nero taunted as he pushed his bulging dick in his briefs into her butt crack and continued.
"This is all being wasted on a good-for-nothing like you," Nero said, shaking her milk jugs in front of the photo. "Carlos, you should've learned to take care of your wife more than just buying fancy gifts, otherwise she would spread her legs for a real man. But don't worry, sleep tight alright 'cause I will give what she wants with my dick. Tell him he how he is not enough for you, baby."
Sharron's mind was burning equally in pain and forbidden pleasure from how Nero was humiliating her husband, but when he started showing her clit some love, the scales were easily tipped.
"Ah, yes... Carlo, I can't be satisfied with your L-little pecker. I've never had an orgasm in my entire life when I was with you. I want Nero's dick. A real man's dick. I want his dick in my pussy," she confessed in a tone that felt strange to herself.
Nero was overcome with a mix of excitement and ecstasy upon hearing her words, while Sharron was shocked at what she had just said.
"Hehe, hear that? Your wife wants to stray."
"Mhmm... ah.. Yes!~… Carlo, I want to stray. Since you are unable to satisfy me, I can only rely on Nero."
"It's okay man. I will ensure she is fulfilled in the mind and body with my cum. I'm going to plow her pussy and fill her fertile womb with my semen so you can see your wife carrying my child for nine months. Someone has to ensure she lives up to her name, right? All you have to do is play a role as a husband. She will become the mother of my child and my woman. Mine alone." Nero was simply running his mouth as the perverseness of dissing Carlos with his wife in his arms was giving him a good kick.
For Sharron, his honeyed words were like a sweet poison that wormed into her mind and her heart taking root in there deeply. The mere thought of bearing Nero's child stirred flutters in her womb. She felt her tongue running dry and her body heating up just from the idea.
"Sharron, tell him to fuck off," Nero, ignorant of what was going through her mind, yapped on excitedly and she went along with it unenthusiastically. Feeling her changing mood, Nero mistook it as him going overboard, so he decided to get on with the main event.
"I can't hold on any longer, baby. Can you please calm him down?" Nero said with a deep groan, pushing his bulge against her ass.
She turned around and grabbed the waistband of his boxer. As Nero stood up in bed, she pulled it down, allowing her to remove the fabric.
Sharron looked up at her young lover, towering over her, taking a moment to admire his features before her eyes locked onto his hard cock, swaying in front of her face.
Just the scent or the memory of its taste was enough to make her mind go hazy. The size and shape of that thing once terrified her had now become her reason for adoring it. Looking at his enlarged balls hanging down his shaft, she knew they were filled with his semen. The realization that they had a great chance of getting her pregnant made her pussy drool with anticipation.
"Sharron, look over and tell Carlos how much your love my dick," Nero said, but Sharron ignored him, lost in her world. However, she didn't mind putting on a show for him and the illusionary presence of her husband that he had created.
She stared at their wedding photo, her gaze fixed on her husband's face. The guilt and anger she had felt seemed to fade away, and she was certain that even if he were here, his place would be at the edge of the bed, watching her enjoy herself with her love. Imagining Carlos as a helpless bystander as she indulged in pleasure, Sharron couldn't help but smile gleefully.
With immoral thoughts clouding her mind, she took hold of her young lover's shaft, relishing its hardness and heat, before pulling back the foreskin to reveal his mushroom head. Watching a droplet of pre-cum spewing from the tip, Sharron leaned in to lick it off cleanly.
She began stroking his shaft firmly, feeling it grow to its full size before taking his mushroom head into her mouth, swirling her tongue in circles around it.
Remembering how much he loved it, Sharron playfully patted her face with his dick, running the mushroom head along her moist lips as if applying lipstick.
She thoroughly traced her pink tongue from the tip of the mushroom head to the base of the shaft, then gripped his shaft with one hand, while her mouth descended to gobble up his balls. Holding them in her mouth, she coated them with her warm saliva. When she finished, she made sure her hot saliva was spread was glistening all over his dick.
Making eye contact with Nero, Sharron gripped his ass cheek with her hands and locked her lips around his mushroom head, slowly taking his dick into her mouth. She bobbed her head back and forth to give him his favorite sloppy blowjob.
The sensation of his mushroom head hitting the back of her throat wasn't exactly pleasant, and her jaw was quickly growing tired and sore from his size. However, the look on his cute as he tried very hard not to come and the occasional grunts of his pleasure were enough to fuel for her to do her blowjob diligently.
"Sharron, I'm getting close. Should I put it in your pussy?" Nero asked, trying to hold back his release.
Excitedly nodding her head with his dick still in her mouth, Sharron stopped bobbing her head and ran her tongue along his shaft before popping it out with an audible sound.
Without him even having to ask, she positioned herself on the bed facing a photo, with her face down and her ass up for him.
"Is the protection in the drawer?" Nero asked.
"No need for that. I'm fully open to the process, with no barriers between us," she replied playfully, laughing. She then brought her hands back to spread her butt cheeks apart, staring at her husband in the wedding photo.
Nero wanted to say something, but the sight of her love-shaped bum swaying back and forth made it impossible for him to think straight, let alone speak.
He immediately straddled her and pressed his mushroom head against her pussy, rubbing it along her slit before plunging deep inside her. Sharron's pussy juice she oozed out until now and her mouth work from earlier worked hand in hand to make Nero's job easier.
The sensation of his big, hard dick moving in and out of her depths sent shivers down her spine and made her toes curl in pleasure. The sounds of their bodies slapping against each other, along with her dirty wetness, were drowned by Sharron's unrestrained moans as she continued to gaze at her husband in the wedding photo.
Nero removed her cute butterfly claw clip, letting her bun fall loose, and grabbed her hair as a rein in his left hand. He slapped both her ass cheeks to mark them with his red handprint before gripping her hips to guide his motions.
Even amidst the overwhelming blissful sensations firing in her head, Sharron recognized Nero's familiar rhythm when he was about to climax. Gripping his hand, which was moving towards her clit, she turned her head back and breathlessly mouthed, "Mating press."
Without needing to be told twice, Nero swiftly flipped her onto the bed, responding to her request. He positioned her legs over his head, raising her ass high in the air. Climbing on top of her, he pushed his cock into her pussy, sliding in with a noisy entrance as her wet cunt eagerly welcomed him back.
Her eyes, fixated on her husband's face in the photo for a while, now held nothing but Nero. She watched him entranced as she moaned out at the top of her lungs, shouting his name while he thrust his dick in and out of her like a wild beast in his heat.
Sharron smiled with pride, watching him hypnotized by her breasts surging up and down each time as he pistoned down hard on her pussy. She gently pulled his head onto her shapely melons and snuggled him inside. Breathing in her musky scent from her milk jugs, Nero latched onto her aroused nips bulging proudly, alternating between biting and sucking on them.
Nero maintained an intense pace, passionately driving into her with uncontrollable desire until their pleasure peaked.
"Ahhh! I'm cumming," Sharron announced her orgasm that had been long due, pulling him into a passionate kiss. Nero was the same as he couldn't fare against her pussy, violently clamping down on him at her climax.
Even as her body spasmed and her eyes rolled back, Sharron held him tightly, her legs locked around his hips, ensuring he unloaded all of his baby seeds deep inside her and remained inside until her pussy wrung him dry till the last drop.
"Mmm, finished already?" feeling his still-hard dick inside her depths, she teased him while running her hands affectionately through his raven hair.
Nero, who had been busy fondling and sucking on her tits, released her hardened nipple from his mouth and asked mockingly, "Sigh. Don't you ever get tired of the same routine? You talk big from the start, but in the end, you will be begging me to stop. From day one until now, there has been no change, just as you haven't learned to be humble."
"Come on, I have to try. Maybe today is the special day," she replied playfully.
Nero didn't respond to her but placed his long finger in his mouth, and coated it with saliva. Then his hand moved down until he accurately found her rosebud. His long finger gently pried into her forbidden hole and swirled it around her insides.
"Should I do it like when we were at the table, now with your dick up my ass?" Sharron asked as she loosened her muscles to make it easier for him. Nero looked up from her chest. While he didn't reply, the excitement in his eyes and face told her what she needed to know.
Sharron rolled over gently with his dick still inside her, positioning herself on top.
"Nero, it's the last day we'll see each other. You should tell me now if you have any last fantasy left to fulfill with my body before I drain you dry," she said as she straddled his hips and tied her long hair into a bun.
"What's the catch?" Nero asked breathlessly as Sharron pulled his dick from inside her and positioned it in her back hole. Slowly, she tried to impale her ass on his long cock, their fluids acting as lubricants.
"Hmm... catch?" Sharron asked in a hazy voice as she filled him fully in her forbidden hole. She sat on him and provocatively grinded her hips against his crotch as if lost in thought. Nero groaned with pleasure.
"If you lose control and finish anywhere else other than inside my pussy, even a drop, we stop and you apologize to him till you leave the house," Sharron said, gesturing towards her husband's face in the wedding photo.
Hearing that she wanted to undo everything he did till now brought flame in his eyes, "Keep dreaming,"
"All right, try your best." she challenged. Seeing him getting worked up that easily, she smirked inside as her hips started to move earnestly to get the job done.
The bedroom was filled with the sounds of flesh hitting each other, along with the untamed grunts of a man and the alluring cries of a woman for a long time.
Nero sat on the bed with wet hair and a towel loosely on his head while he buttoned his shirt. On seeing him still not drying off his hair, Sharron came near him with an audible sigh.
"Did you pack everything?" she asked, grabbing the towel on his head to dry his hair while Nero sat obediently, hugging her slender waist.
"Yes," his muffled voice came from under the towel as she dried his hair.
Sharron, like him, appeared fresh out of the bathroom in a loose nightgown with a towel wrapped around her head.
"I hope you didn't miss anything before you left," she said, removing the towel from him and finishing her work.
"Come on, you should know by now how thorough I am," Nero replied with a mischievous smirk.
"Shameless thing," Sharron responded with a knock on his head before leaving the room with his wet towel.
As she walked away, Nero's eyes were glued to her swaying bubbly butt that was barely covered by the flimsy fabric. He had fulfilled her challenge without spilling a single drop, although he had been rougher than usual. But the game is a game. Moreover, she seemed to like it that way more than he did.
He wasn't worried though, as she should still have access to birth control. Even if she didn't, with the trading caravan in the village, it should be easier than ever for her to obtain it. And since Carlos was in the village, she could get it openly. Well, 'openly' might be a stretch since birth control was an illegal product around here. Without prying eyes questioning her modesty might be the word.
Nero stood at the doorway, gazing outside. There were only a couple of hours left until sunrise, and then he would have to leave Agroville for the first time.
"Nero, you shouldn't resent Granny for this. She's doing what's best for you. You have no future with me," Sharron came next to him and said with a melancholic voice.
Nero didn't reply but instead pulled her into a tight hug. They shared each other's warmth until Sharron separated from him fearing she might delay him.
"Don't end up with the same regrets as me. I don't know what plans you have, but make sure Granny is with you when you reach the city. She may be steadfast, but she's getting old and needs someone to watch over her from now on," Sharron advised, displaying a maturity she rarely showed him. Nero nodded solemnly, showing that he understood her message.
"Goodbye Sharron. Don't worry it's only temporary I will try to keep in touch after I get into the academy."
"Then I'll wait. Just leave before I start crying," Sharron replied. Nero gave her a deep kiss before walking off into the darkness.
As she watched him disappear further and further from her sight, Sharron felt her heart being ripped away. But when she gently rubbed her belly, she found solace knowing a part of him would grow inside her.