Making Kakyoin Proud 5 (Patreon)

Making Kakyoin Proud 5 - or ‘The Dark Irony of a Dead Sith Lord creates a most wonderful Empire’ (MILF-Hunting Stories)

Episode: ‘Divine Dressing: The Kiryuuin Matriarch's Kindness (1)’

If someone was to describe Kiryuuin Ragyo, they would be rather cautious with their words.

As a resourceful and powerful businesswoman that revolutionized the world with the Life Fibers, Ragyo was also known as a strong individual in terms of her mindset and yet very amicable if you happened to be a good worker under her guidance.

True viciousness was only meant for those daring to block her towards the path of greatness. As such was the case with her husband being dismissed with ease by the woman.

Yet, despite her best efforts to be strong and rely on Life Fibers, there was something she couldn’t stop yearning.

Skinship. Intimacy. Passion.

Which is why Ragyo looked far and deep to try and find someone that could fit within her idea of a man that could give her comfort and yet not be a nuisance like her former husband.

And the lucky man was… Henchman #541211.

At first glance, an unimportant goon, yet his skills resided beyond merely his physical prowess. He was also an accountant for her company and a damn efficient one at that. He didn’t have a single blemish on his documents, and a first cursory encounter left her delighted: he was smitten to her.

Many men were vain enough to want her body, but this man was not just after her body. He was after her and he was willing to chase for as long as she allowed him to. He would sneakily look at her, the smiling, the cheeky dreamy sighs.

In the end, it was a test that determined this one wasn’t a creep. An hour to praise her with words alone and he sounded like a school boy crushing on his teacher. It was somewhat refreshing compared to usual.

Everyone knew she was the best, but most tended to exaggerate with their flattering skills to get freebies from her. This one wanted just to let her know what he deemed the absolute truth.

And Ragyo sponged those compliments as if they were the sweetest nectar landing on her welcoming lips. Just not as earnestly as she was when she decided to reward this little henchman.

No, it wasn’t a blowjob. Albeit, she would have conceded to him that if he asked. No, he claimed a kiss. A chaste one at that. A bit of a ‘virgin-like’ reaction, but he was so close to jumping at her, to make her feel truly wanted.

But it didn’t happen, and this gave Ragyo the chance to contemplate about this.

She had a wonderful daughter, but not one that truly she felt connected with. At least, not as she was supposed to. Hence why, she contemplated- since I am not on birth control and I am still fertile, would I let a cute little henchman make me a mother?

The idea was ridiculous at first, but a wet dream about finally experiencing proper sex made her reconsider. After all, her husband was already treating her as a divorced partner, and the passion died ages ago.

With her little henchman seeking her, Ragyo started to personally involve herself with the man. She went on ‘dates’, and while it felt like not much was done, something was being chipped away at. Something that the woman was unsure of knowing, but that felt somewhat important.

As days became weeks and then months, Ragyo realized what it was as it got to the point where bed endeavors became reasonable to expect. She had invited him to the mattress, groped his exposed body and then guided him to her.

His dick had been a surprise to find, and one that she was lucky early on to not try and suckle. Too big for her unprepared mouth, but very ready to destroy her lonely pussy and shape it as a cocksleeve. His kisses were just as soft as usual, but his raging bull of a cock was demolishing her control over him. Over the situation.

Normally, this would be very bad, but Ragyo didn’t care a single fuck as her womb, which had gone through many years of solitude, was getting jack-hammered to the point where it was no longer a ‘what if’ that she could end up pregnant or not.

That cock, those fat balls- she was about to give her little Satsuki a sibling or two with how ruthless the boy was being with her. And the worst part was that she was utterly sold to it.

Ah, to be young again! To be such a reckless lady that wanted nothing to do with real life for just a few hours. It was just her and her lover. Gone was the pretentious idea of calling him a toy- he was not that.

This new concept felt fitting. He was a better man than her foolish husband because he wasn’t ‘competing’ with her. The way she was loved- the way she was worshiped! Ragyo wouldn’t sell it for anything in this world.

And as she was creampied over and over again, her depravity showed its ugly head as she decided that, after months and months of continuous working, she needed a ‘vacation’.

The private island was massive for two people, but they had plenty of supplies and means to ask to be taken away if needed. But Ragyo wasn’t planning to leave anytime soon and she was sure her ‘soon-to-be second husband’ was also unwilling to depart as soon as he realized what kind of swimsuit she was wearing.

The boldest choice possible and the one that barely covered her curvaceous frame. The Slingshot white bikini hid barely her nipples and her groin, but didn’t go beyond that. Her areolas were exposed and her belly craved the cum stored in the fat cock that was currently stretching thin the silly swimming trunks her beloved man had on himself.

As soon as they were alone, she leaned closer on him and she whispered what destroyed the sense of peace on that island.

“I have laced all food we had during the flight with a strong aphrodisiac concoction. My womb will not be happy until you drained everything in your balls inside of me. Understood, hun~?”

Her former henchman turned young lover was soon pounding her through the days that were to come. The stimulants helped her mature body but… nothing could cease the ruthless stamina of her new beloved lover~.

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AN

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