Netori: I Shall Steal All Of My Enemies' Women For Revenge!

Chiyo was using a brown overcoat as her eyes darted left and right, scanning the quiet street to make sure there weren't any people around.

In this town, nightlife flourished in certain districts, but the residential block stayed eerily quiet.

Still, she couldn't shake her nerves. She didn't want anyone seeing her out here, wearing nothing under the overcoat.

This was Haruto's idea—she had to walk to the park 250 meters from their house dressed like this.

Every step felt like her heart was beating out of her chest, the cool air brushing against her bare skin, teasing her with every movement.

She shivered against the autumn chill, her grip tightening on the coat.

The silence of the street was reassuring, but only until she felt a hand land gently on her shoulder, making her jump in alarm.

She spun around, her breath catching, only to see her neighbor, Mrs. Kawaki, standing there with a kind smile.

The older woman looked like she had just returned from work, a bag slung over her arm.

"Mrs. Hayase, what are you doing out at this late hour?" Mrs. Kawaki asked curiously.

Chiyo's body stiffened, her pulse quickening as panic flared inside her.

'She doesn't know… She can't know,'

Chiyo reminded herself, forcing a shaky smile.

"I wanted to go to the konbi—" she began, but her words were cut off by a muffled moan.

"Nghh…"

Her knees wobbled as something inside her pussy moved, rubbing right against her sensitive spot.

She leaned against the nearby wall, biting her lip hard to keep another sound from escaping.

"Hayase? Are you feeling alright?" Mrs. Kawaki asked again, her face now creased with concern.

Chiyo raised a trembling hand, waving it weakly. "I-I'm fine… Ahh!!"

Her voice broke into another moan as the thing inside her thrust again, hitting deeper this time.

Her thighs trembled, and slick wetness began to trail down her leg.

'What's happening to me? I can't… I'm going to come!'

A few meters away, hidden in the shadows, Haruto leaned casually against a wall. His smirk widened as he watched Chiyo struggle to maintain her composure.

In his hand, he held a pocket pussy, his fingers moving slowly inside it with precision. Each thrust inside the device was calculated, designed to send Chiyo into a trembling mess.

The sight of her clutching the wall, her legs unsteady like a newborn deer, was delightful.

"I… I need to go!"

Chiyo suddenly stammered, her voice high with desperation.

She turned and hurried away, her steps uneven as she made for a nearby alleyway. She stopped at the dead end, leaning heavily against the wall as her moans spilled out freely.

"Uhh… Ohh… Nghh!! What's happening to me?" she cried, her voice filled with frustration and pleasure. Her body trembled as her release felt impossibly close.

Haruto followed her quietly, savoring every moment of her struggle. His fingers continued to thrust inside the pocket pussy, feeling it tighten and pulse around him.

He smirked at the thought of how close she must be, her cries echoing through the empty street. But just as she was about to reach the peak, he stopped.

He slipped his fingers out and tucked the device away, chuckling softly as he listened to Chiyo's helpless, frustrated cries echo in the small alleyway.

When he reached her, Chiyo was already on the ground, her overcoat in disarray.

One of her breasts peeked out from the open fabric, her flushed skin glistening, while the bottom of the coat was soaked with her arousal.

She looked up at him, her eyes glassy with tears and desperation. "Haruto, please… I want to come," she whimpered, clutching the edges of his shirt as though it were her lifeline.

Haruto crouched in front of her, shaking his head with a smug grin. "You really can't be helped, can you?" he teased, his voice low and taunting. His lips curled into a sadistic grin.

"But we're not at the park yet, Chiyo. You'll have to wait if you want my cock."

Chiyo's lips trembled as her body shuddered. The weight of his words left her devastated, trembling on the cold ground as he loomed over her.

She wanted to cum so badly that she was willing to do anything Haruto asked.

Summoning all her strength, Chiyo stood up, her legs trembling as she tried to tidy up her disheveled coat.

"That's the spirit, Chiyo," Haruto said, though he couldn't hide his surprise.

She was

this

desperate to cum. A smirk tugged at his lips as he added, "I'll be right behind you, so don't worry."

"Ugh… Promise me you won't leave me alone?" she asked, her voice shaky but laced with trust.

"Of course not. Why would I leave my woman alone in a situation like this?" he replied, his tone softening as he reassured her.

With his words, Chiyo began walking slowly, determined to reach the park as quickly as possible.

Her legs felt like jelly as she trudged forward, every step sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her.

Something inside her pussy shifted again like magic, brushing her sensitive walls in a way that made her whimper.

Her thighs clenched involuntarily, her arousal dripping down her legs and leaving a faint sheen in the dim streetlights.

"Haruto…" she moaned softly, glancing over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed a deep red. "Something moving… so much… Nghh…"

Haruto, trailing behind her, couldn't stop the grin that spread across his face.

"What do you mean, Chiyo?" he teased, his voice low and dripping with amusement.

Chiyo couldn't answer his question as she stumbled, her hands flying to steady herself on a nearby lamppost.

Her coat slipped slightly, revealing a hint of her bare shoulder, the cool night air grazing her heated skin.

Haruto caught up to her, leaning in close. His hand brushed against her lower back, steadying her as he whispered into her ear.

"What a slut, you can't even walk to the park? Are you that horny imagining people might find you like this?" he murmured, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine.

Chiyo gasped, her body arching as his words ignited something primal inside her. "Yeahh... I just want your cock, Haruto."

"Not yet," he interrupted, his hand slipping down to tug at the hem of her coat, exposing more of her trembling thighs.

"You'll hold it until we get to the park. That's what you promised, right?"

She bit her lip, nodding weakly, her mind hazy with need. Her hands gripped the pole tighter as she forced herself to move again, each step a battle against the mounting pleasure that threatened to consume her.

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Behind her, Haruto's cock strained against his pants, the sight of her obedient form only fueling his own hunger.

When they finally reached the park's entrance, Chiyo stopped abruptly, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Her coat was a mess, hanging loosely off her shoulders, the damp fabric clinging to her thighs. She turned to Haruto, her eyes glossy with tears of frustration and desire.

"Please… I can't take it anymore," she begged, her voice trembling. "Let me come… I need it…"

Haruto stepped closer, his hand reaching out to tilt her chin up so she would meet his gaze.

"You've been such a slut, Chiyo," he said, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Maybe it's time I reward you."

Her lips parted as she stared at him, her entire body quivering.