Emi's on a Break #3 - When you fuck around…

Emi in her natural habitat, getting exactly what she wants!

Entry on the Vault

(Trying out a new thing where I add images to where it would roughly be in the story!)

Story written by GhostPlasma and edited by Warmind Asura!
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Matt was having a fantastic vacation despite Emi being… Well, Emi. Perhaps it was because of the fact that they were simply away on vacation, and perhaps it was also because of Emi’s proclivities. The latter a fact that he would never give her the satisfaction of saying to her face.

Any plans he had had at the beginning of their road trip across Japan’s countryside were consistently dashed each and every time his wife would find some random tourist attraction, and demand they visit. Whether it was some theme park or popular tourist destination, Emi constantly pulled them both in directions he would never be able to predict on his own. The insanity culminated when she insisted they drag some foreigners to an Onsen. Matt was thankful that he at least got along well enough with her friend’s husband, Nathan. The two had been able to easily find common ground in both their work and in a few of the more strategic games they both liked to relax with.

As a result of all of Emi’s jaunts and side quests they currently found themselves in the middle of nowhere in the blistering heat of mid-June. The rural area was surrounded by thick forest, and to top everything off the small cabin they had rented was devoid of an actual AC unit. The pair had instead been forced to use fans to generate any form of air circulation.

The oppressive heat had made Emi uncomfortable to the point where she had all but begged her husband for anything frozen to try and cool off with. Matt had ultimately acquiesced to his wife’s request, and found himself walking a mile to the kombini and back. With multiple cartons of ice cream now in tow, Matt checked the GPS on his phone for guidance. It simply returned a shrugging emoji. He didn’t even know it did that.

‘I should probably report that as a bug,’ he thought to himself.

Thankfully the device’s guidance was no longer needed as he slipped his shoes off before he walked back into the small cabin.

“Alright, I got 4 different flavors so-,” he started as he looked up from the bag, only to see Emi splayed out on the bed.

“Hey, hot-stuff. You got the cream?” Emi winked with her arms behind her head.

Matt sighed, “Emi, it’s too hot for this...”

“The only thing I’m hot for is you,” she purred, and licked one of her fingers.

She slid it down along her body. In the warm room she was clearly overheating, in spite of the fans blowing. Her skin glistened as her finger traced from droplet of sweat to droplet of sweat. She dragged the digit along the outline of her body as she maintained eye contact with her husband. Still fat and plush because of her laziness during her most recent pregnancy, the bluenette caressed her large belly. It jiggled and shook gently as she giggled up at him seductively. She continued to maintain eye contact before she slid her finger between her plump thighs. It snaked into her panties, and she started to play with herself.

“I’m so hoooot Matt…,” she whined, and licked her other fingers before rubbing her breasts. “…For you.”

Matt instantly felt his dick stirring in his pants uncomfortably. The plastic bag rustled through the air as the cartons of ice cream contained within thumped to the floor. With a light growl he walked over to Emi, and began peeling off his clothes. The ice cream lay forgotten by the door as his wife giggled, reached up, and yanked him into the bed with her. He crashed down onto her immense pillows, and immediately set to work exploring her soft and expansive body. She moaned and tilted her head back as he kissed her neck.

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The evening somehow passed by in a flash. Before he knew it, Matt noticed the inky black of night beyond the open balcony doors. Moonlight bathed the room from a window high above, as even the crickets had called it a night. At some point it had cooled off, and a light breeze blew past the fans as it caressed his skin. The slight chill had little effect on either of the room’s occupants.

Emi’s tiny hands pressed against his chest. Her nails dug gently into his skin, and traced tiny circles around his pecs. He looked up at her as she straddled him. Her blue-highlighted black hair was flattened against her face as it clung to it in sweaty clumps. Her chin tilted backwards and her eyes were wide as she slid up and down his pole. Emi’s skin glistened in the moonlight from hours of sexual exertion, as sweat dripped down along her body and onto his. Her plump thighs burned, and her massive chest flopped and blanketed him as she continued to ride her husband.

Emi panted heavily, "God… I just… fucking hate… these goddamn… condoms! It’s not… the same!”

She pushed off of him in frustration as he felt the chill of the evening breeze on his rod for the first time in hours. Matt watched as his wife’s hand slid down past her plump belly, and grabbed his dick with one small hand. He grunted as he felt her nail hook along the bottom of the condom, and with one swift motion yank it off of him. The cool air caused him to shudder gently, and his sex-addled brain didn’t comprehend what was about to happen. Emi licked her lips in anticipation like a hungry predator.

The bluenette aligned herself almost entirely by feel and experience. Matt felt her gargantuan breasts shift and wobble on his chest and face as she worked. Emi grinned down at her husband as she slid back down onto him. She shuddered and moaned as he entered her, this time unsheathed. He gasped as his rod was once again engulfed in her warm embrace.

"Mmmm… THAT’S better…,” Emi moaned.

The difference was immediate and electric. In spite of all that had passed through her vagina the other way, his wife was still tight and slick. He felt her clench him gently with her muscles. Matt almost instantly felt himself not just hard, but on the edge of another orgasmic cliff.

“Emi…,” he grunted and grabbed at her belly. He slid his hands around as his fingers dug into her soft pudgy sides, in a desperate attempt to stop her. It caused her to giggle. He grunted, “Aya said.. we need condoms! To be... careful.”

Emi responded by pushing off with her legs, and pushed into either side of his hips as she lifted off.

“Just pull out… when it’s time…,” Emi replied as she scrunched her eyes shut and let out a small scream. She held herself briefly at the apex of his cock before slamming back down. “So much… better!”

His hands dug into either side of her plump body, as the logical part of his brain fought the animalistic instincts to continue. He grunted back, “Pull out?! Emi… you’re twice my… weight!” She ignored him and quickened her pace. The wall of breast flesh in front of him pulsed and jostled as she bounced on him harder and faster. “I can’t push you off.... I... I’m almost coming!” Matt grunted.

"Yesss that's it! Give it to mama," Emi whined as she dug her nails into his shoulders, and thrusted down onto him harder.

Matt’s eyes could only focus on Emi’s beautiful face in that moment. Even after hours of sex she still looked alive and excited. Matt’s nails dug into her plush sides as the animalistic part of his brain win out and he thrusted back with renewed arousal. She yelped in surprise as he pulled her down onto him with all the force he could muster. Her body jiggled as her hips slam into his.

"Fuuuuccc- Emi!" Matt moaned as he climaxed and exploded deep within in her.

"Fuck… yeah!" Emi giggled as she came as well. She shuddered and moaned as she held herself above him before gently falling over as best her body would allow.

The two lay side by side as another cool breeze tingled against their skin. One of her massive breasts enveloped his torso like a warm fleshy blanket.

"Dammit… Emi… I told you not to do that,” Matt panted. Otherwise I won’t be able to control myself....

Emi rolled herself over, dragging her other massive breast and blanketing him in her warmth. She pushed up further against the side of his body, and cuddled up into his arm. She leaned up and  kissed him on the cheek, before cooing, "Oh shush. I told you it'll be fine. Aya's just a worry wart."