Chapter 399 Kurashiki Reika’s Turn (Part ③)*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The heat and hardness pressed against her thigh—relentless, demanding. Her control frayed and broke. The widow’s lips parted. “Mmm… ah…” A moan escaped before she could stop it. Her body twisted in Aki’s arms, the premium stockings slick against his palms. The remaining wetness made each shift a new torment against the c**k.
Aki smiled at the black-stockinged beauty’s reaction and pulled her closer. Her breasts—full and heavy—flattened against his chest. Even through the red blouse and bra, their incredible softness and firmness pressed into him, unmistakable.
The proud, cold-eyed career woman didn’t resist—only her breath quickened between her red lips.
The stunning widow before him was already his for the taking. And yet—that final shred of pride kept certain words from ever leaving her mouth.
Aki hadn’t expected to break the proud, cold Kurashiki Reika so easily, body and soul. But the more she held herself above him, the more he looked forward to what came next.
One hand cupped the full softness of her breast. The other seized her delicate jaw, forcing her lips to his.
As he claimed her mouth, the black-stockinged older woman instinctively struggled. She twisted in his arms, shaking her head left and right. But beyond the occasional wet sound of suction, she could do nothing to stop his advance.
Aki’s grip on her jaw kept her lips parted—her white teeth were no defense at all. Soon, his tongue found hers, lapping insistently. Her slippery tongue couldn’t resist his attack.
The two flexible tongues tangled and twisted inside her small mouth, inseparable.
Meanwhile, Aki’s fingers slipped past her shirt’s waistband, sliding across the smooth skin of her back in search of her bra’s clasp.
Kurashiki Reika’s slender arms rested uselessly on his shoulders. Time passed. At some point—her resistance softened. She began to meet him.
The sexy widow with the golden hair and massive breasts wrapped her arms around Aki’s neck. Her crimson lips sought his from every angle, hungry and slick. Droplets of saliva traced from the corners of her enchanting mouth.
They kissed for a while. Kurashiki Reika finally pulled back, her tongue still extended, eyes glazed, collapsed against him—and began tugging at her own clothes.
Aki smiled knowingly. He didn’t press her further.
He released his hold on Kurashiki Reika, took her gently by the shoulders, stepped over the prone Kurashiki Reina on the floor, and led her into the bedroom, to the edge of the bed.
Her red blouse slid from her shoulders—a blood-red butterfly drifting slowly to the floor.
Beneath it, a white shirt, damp with sweat, turned semi-transparent. Through it, the black-and-red lace bra was clearly visible—sinful, seductive—along with the pink of her skin beneath.
Aki unbuttoned her shirt. The fabric fell open like two doors, revealing what lay beneath.
The blue crystal necklace at her throat glittered in the light.
But more alluring than any necklace was the sheer lace lingerie—half her breasts already spilling out of the cups.
No wonder he’d fumbled at her back earlier and found no clasp. Kurashiki Reika wore a front-closure bra.1
Women whose breasts were too large to reach around behind themselves generally chose this style. Not everyone could call for help every time they dressed. The drawback was that front-closure bras could come undone easily—but with enough fullness, that risk naturally vanished.
And Kurashiki Reika was certainly endowed with enough fullness.
While Aki admired the golden-haired beauty’s heavy breasts, she’d already unbuckled her belt and shimmied out of her tight pencil skirt.
She reached for the waistband of her pantyhose—
Aki beat her to it. He unclasped the front of her bra and released the heavy white weights of her breasts.
His hands found her soft flesh immediately, molding and reshaping the soft mounds. “Auntie Reika,” he said, “just leave the stockin’s on, yeah?”
Kurashiki Reika glanced down at the crotch of her pantyhose—darkened from dampness, distinctly darker than the surrounding fabric. A blush crept up her cheeks.
She’d noticed Aki staring at her legs before. This confirmed it.
This state—wearing nothing but pantyhose and lingerie—filled the proud widow with a shame unlike anything she’d ever known. And yet, beneath the shame, the valley between her thighs grew wetter. Her body grew hotter.
By now, Kurashiki Reika could no longer lie to herself. She turned her burning face away, unable to meet his eyes.
Aki read the change in her expression. He leaned in slowly. “So, Auntie Reika—you decided to be my little bitch yet?”2
Kurashiki Reika looked at him nervously, but kept up her proud front: “You are forcing me. I shall summon the authorities!”
Aki laughed. “Yeah? If you ain’t willin’, I won’t push. But your daughter’s willin’. I could go back and finish up with the other little bitch.”
He leaned closer until his breath ghosted across her face, carrying his scent back to her.
Kurashiki Reika’s hand shot out and grabbed his arm. “No! If you continue… Reina will truly perish…”
Aki chuckled. He pulled the cold, proud, black-stockinged beauty—more tempting than any naked woman—into his arms. His hands greedily squeezed the pale fullness of her chest. “‘S not like you got a choice, Auntie Reika. I’m a good man—I don’t force anyone. But if you won’t, I’ll just go find your daughter. She’s eager enough.”
Kurashiki Reika clung to him desperately. A long moment passed. Then, her voice tight with shame: “I… I shall… I shall take Reina’s place.”
”Yeah? Take whose place?”
He pushed her onto the bed. He gathered her long, black-stockinged legs in his arms—two straight columns of silk—and pressed his finger against the damp spot between them. His nail traced a line along the fabric. A soft snick, and the expensive stockings parted, baring her panties beneath.
”I… I shall… I shall take her place. I shall take Reina’s place.”
The cold, proud, stunning black-stockinged widow still couldn’t bring herself to say the more shameful words—but for her daughter’s sake, she gave her consent.
The stockings at her crotch were torn completely open. The black-and-red lace panties, a small triangle of fabric, shone in the lamplight.
Aki gave her body an approving nod. This woman’s daughter was already in high school, but her figure was impressive. Her skin—smooth, flawless, without a single scar or visible pore. Even lying on her back, her very pale breasts stood firm, trembling with every motion.
Aki pushed the panties aside, revealing the pink cleft of her flower. “Not quite satisfied,” he said, “but this’ll do for now.”
Kurashiki Reika looked up at him with a mixture of confusion, expectation, and unease in her dazed eyes. She grew quiet, turned her head away, and waited for the final outcome.
Seeing this attitude from the golden-haired black-stockinged widow, Aki didn’t rush to claim her body. Instead, he lowered his head and began to suckle those soft, snow-white mounds.
The pink buds at their peaks were sensitive—like all women’s. And somehow, the three points seemed connected: touch one, and the others responded in kind.
Kurashiki Reika’s breasts were firm and full. In his mouth, they seemed to carry a light, sweet scent.
As he suckled and toyed with them, Aki adjusted his position. He pressed the length of the c**k against the curve of her mature buttocks—still wrapped in black silk.
Kurashiki Reika slowly closed her eyes. Strange sounds rose from her throat.
Pinned beneath him, she couldn’t move much. After a while, Aki shifted to a more comfortable position—letting the mature, stunning widow straddle his lap instead.
Face to face. Aki kneaded her heavy breasts without restraint. And Kurashiki Reika could see every inch of the thick, purplish-red length between his legs.
She looked at the proud, erect c**ck—and flinched away.
She’d already seen how he’d used that same c**k to fuck her daughter into shameless abandon. She knew its power. But seeing it up close, about to enter her… she couldn’t help but marvel.
”What’s wrong?” Aki asked, a grin spreading across his face. “Never seen one this big before? Auntie Reika—once it’s inside you, you’ll know how good it feels.”
Aki released her breasts. He took her by the hips and lifted her slowly, positioning her above the tip of his c**k.
The panties had been pushed aside. The tip brushed against her slick entrance. Droplets of moisture fell from above.
One hand cupped the curve of her black-stockinged ass. The other parted her pink, tender lips—spreading the pulsing opening wide.
And then he let go.
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Summary:
Aki moves from domination to coercion, forcing Kurashiki Reika to submit for her daughter’s sake. Reika’s body betrays her pride, responding with arousal even as she sacrifices herself. The chapter ends on a cliffhanger as Aki releases her, leaving her fate suspended in the space of a single, final motion.
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Trivia:
Kurashiki Reika is a widow whose husband has already passed away.
She wears a front-closure bra due to the size of her breasts.
Her daughter, Kurashiki Reina, has already been assaulted by Aki.
Reika’s “consent” is coerced through threats to her daughter’s safety.
The “c**k” is a euphemism for Aki’s sexual organ.
Aki never explicitly forces Reika at the point of violence; he uses psychological coercion.
The author’s note reveals that platform censorship removed illustrations for this chapter.
Reika’s physical arousal is described as intensifying with her shame.
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Translation Notes:
Notes:
• Aki – A tall, handsome high school boy at Kuoh Academy with sharp features, star-like eyes, and a lean, muscular build, he changes between dark and silver hair. As a pragmatic, manipulative Red Dragon Emperor and King-status devil, he wields a sealed god-tier power, Dual Cultivation, and a Great Dragon. He confidently leads a growing harem, acting as Yui’s boyfriend while dominating Yanagi, Hana, Tsuki, and Natsumi.
• Kurashiki Reika – A beautiful, proud widow and high-ranking general manager with the maiden name Bael. Owner of a luxury apartment, she is a dominant, sexy career woman with long blonde hair, heavy breasts, and long legs in black stockings. She is the mother of Kurashiki Reina; both mother and daughter share a relationship with Aki from previous arcs.
• Kurashiki – The family name carried by Kurashiki Reina and Kurashiki Reika, associated with a luxury apartment. The family name carried by Reika and Reina. The lineage is connected to Aki through their sexual relationship.
• Kurashiki Reina – Kurashiki Reina is a wealthy, golden-haired, blue-eyed JKGyaru at Aisu Academy with a slim, athletic build, heavy breasts, and a rhinestone-studded navel piercing. Rebellious and openly sexual, she walks the path of cultivation. She shares a complex bond with her mother, Reika, inheriting her beauty. Infatuated with Aki, who treats her as a disposable conquest, she records him with a camcorder.
• Reina – Kurashiki Reina is a platinum-blonde Aisu Academy student with green eyes, a wanton demeanor, and ties to Kat. Tactical leader of her Gyaru quartet, she uses supernatural abilities to detect ploys and project an aura. While navigating a complex bond with her mother, she assists Aki by recording encounters, ultimately transitioning to lethal combat by executing a yokai with condensed mana.
• Y – The first initial/part of the name Y Ddraig Goch.
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