Ritsuko gently peeled herself off the boy and stepped aside. Her legs almost failed her as she moved. Asuka gingerly leaned in, but before she could pounce, Misato stepped between them. It wasn’t until now that she had noticed Misato’s excitement. She felt a stab of jealousy, anger, resentment.

  But… She licked her lips, his now-cold cum still ying on her face.

  Why should I deny her a chance with him, too? She’d known him longer, anyways.

  “Are you okay, Shinji?”

  She was still worried about me? After seeing this insanity, the first thing on her mind is my comfort?

  “...”

  “Shinji?”

  “Come here.”

  Misato blushed, but leaned over the bed until her face lined up with his.

  He reached behind her back and pulled her in. She fell forward, catching herself, hands on either side of his head. Because of the angle, her tits bounced forward a bit, entering their line of sight. He tentatively pced his left hand on her breast, squeezing, marveling at how cushiony they were. Like the world’s best pillows. With his right hand he caressed her face, bringing her in for a kiss. She didn’t fight him, but she was clearly still uncertain about participating.

  Asuka and Rei watched in delight as his cock grew back to full size. These pills were a wonder.

  As Shinji kissed her, his hand moved from her breast down to her shorts. He could smell her hand next to his head. He could tell she was touching herself. He reached into her shorts and massaged her clitoris, as best he could tell. Her flinching and twisting told him he was right.

  After a short moment of this, she leaned back, standing straight up, ripped her shirt over her head, letting her magnificent tits dangle free, then tore her shorts down, fully exposing herself before the boy she loved like a son. She watched as his dick grew an extra inch with excitement… His eyes trembling over her figure… She suddenly felt self-conscious about the massive scar on her chest.

  Shinji sat up, reached a hand out, traced the scar up her torso, and brought it up to her chin. The dazzling light in his eyes told her everything he felt. In a daring move, he brought his hand back down and plunged two fingers into her pussy. She quivered at his touch. She let him py with her for a few moments before pulling his arm away and pyfully pushing him back onto the bed. She was careful not to let him hit his head again.

  He brought his hand up to taste her juices.

  Hmm. Maybe it’s because I still have the aftertaste of Ritsuko, but it doesn’t quite taste like I

  thought. It’s like… It’s like…

  Like if Ritsuko was Sunny D, Misato was actual orange juice. It just tastes… ‘clearer’...

  Misato watched him taste her fluids so intently. Analyzing it. It excited her so much more than she would have thought. She crawled over him so her breasts were over his face. Leaning forward, she pushed them into him. Grabbing them, rubbing them, twisting them over his face. He reached up and held them still. He kneaded the sides while his tongue gently explored the nipple on his left. Sucking it, licking, teasing it, he could already feel another orgasm rising. He took a break from his tit-worshiping and locked eyes with her.

  Misato’s heart was beating so fast. Shinji could feel it through her chest.

  “Are you ready?” She asked as she brought her hips upward.

  Shinji swallowed.

  “Not really, but go ahead.”

  She slowly brought her hips back down over her prize. She grabbed the base to steady it, eliciting a gasp from the boy. Biting the lip of her mouth while he probed the lips of her cunt, she drove it inside and stayed, gasping for a time. Shinji was hardly in a better position, scrabbling his hands around the sheets trying desperately not to cum too fast.

  BASEBALL, SOCCER, UHHH, CARTOONS, FOOD, PIZZA, ANYTHING, GET YOUR MIND OFF IT

  But he couldn’t resist. The urges of his flesh called out too loudly to ignore and as his body took over his mind, he rammed his hips upward, impaling Misato on his cock.

  Misato gasped again. It wasn’t nearly Kaji’s size, but she remembered what Ristuko said.

  ‘Emotional connections make it so much more intense’.

  She was right. This felt better than any sex she’d ever had. Her shame over fucking a middle school boy, the boy she was a legal guardian to, washed away like waves on the beach. As she gave in to the pleasure, Shinji thrust one more time and buried his seed into her womb.

  She felt his cum, so hot, burning with such passion, and as she beheld the boy below her, her back arched as she came harder than she could ever remember. Her mind went numb as she focused entirely on the pleasure. On nothing else. She felt him sck under her, only to grab her waist and sm his cock into her yet again. She instantly came once more, squirting over his chest and face.

  This boy…

  And she lost consciousness, just as Shinji had before her.