Chapter 103 – Lee Ji Seon Da
When Miyuki came to my house, the time was already pointing to midnight.
I was watching a movie in the dark living room when a large window opened and Miyuki came in. I covered her chin with a thick blanket.
“Cold. Close it immediately.”
“Yes.”
Miyuki quickly closed the window and headed for the bathroom.
The first thing she did after wiping the rainwater off her own hair was to change into her comfortable clothes and slip into my arms.
“Sorry I’m late…”
Miyuki rubs her face against her chest while apologizing to her.
I said, patting her butt.
“I heard you came out in the middle?”
“No… Tetsuya-kun’s parents had a lot of questions about me, they asked too many questions…”
“When did you finish eating?”
“I came right after we broke up. It’s been a long time since we had a meal, so there must have been a lot to talk about. It’s the same neighborhood, so I came and went and saw her face, but it was this much.”
“Did you have fun?”
“Fun…? I think Tetsuya-kun was like that… Me too…”
“What are you?”
“It was just so much fun.”
She must have felt bored listening to the way she spoke.
Before meeting me, being with Tetsuya must have been fun, but not now.
What are you going to do with such a naive guy? It was as expected.
“What did Matsuda-kun do today?”
“I met Nanase-senpai.”
“Oh really? What did you do when we met?”
“I gave her a massage and ate ice cream.”
“…. Massage? What are you talking about?”
“I gave Nanase-senpai a massage.”
Miyuki’s head tilted.
She seemed confused that she met out of nowhere and gave me a massage.
However, she soon hardened her expression and looked at me blankly.
“Why are you giving me a massage?”
“You are suffering because of me these days. You know that. Nanase-senpai giving me private lessons.”
“I know that… Did you rub her shoulder?”
“I massaged her shoulders, massaged her legs… And did her hair.”
“…. Why?”
Seeing his lowered voice, he seems angry.
I pulled Miyuki so that her face almost touched her, and I kissed her on the forehead.
“He treats a bully like me without prejudice and even teaches kendo well.
“No, well… That’s true… But what kind of massage should I do in return…”
I can’t even say it’s a general reciprocation.
“Are you mad?”
“…. Not really?”
“No what. That’s right. Hey, you and Miura met each other just the two of you and went around doing this and that, and today you and their family ate together, so why are you so upset because I told you what I did with Nanase-senpai?”
“Isn’t it tight…? That, and Tetsuya-kun is my childhood…”
“Leaving aside all childhood friends I’ve been close with for over 15 years, men are right. Did I ever tell you that you and Miura were meeting separately?”
“No, I never said anything… I’m just a hindrance…”
“You weren’t as straight-faced as you are now.”
“While being straight…”
Miyuki grumbled while pinching my stomach.
I guess I’m running out of things to say about it that way.
I said, patting her on the back.
“Can’t we get close to Nanase-senpai? I think you two would get along really well.”
“… I know he’s a nice person, and I want to get to know him too, but I don’t have a chance to meet him…”
You can create a chance to meet.
Let’s get close and do a 3P, including Renka and doing a 4P, and including Hiyori and doing a 5P.
Later, together, I am pregnant with my child.
“I can meet you from now on. I want you to be closer to Nanase-senpai than to Miura.”
“Tetsuya-kun, why are you even mentioning it…?”
I replied with a shrug of her shoulders.
“Miura, he’s kind of shady. It’s like a stalker.”
“Stalker?”
“Looking at what you do, you are very obsessive. It’s like forcing you to spend the things you bought… And it’s like trying to ask what you did yesterday and subtly asking… I feel like he’s a bit psychotic.”
“Isn’t that too much…?”
“No matter how close they are, it’s mental illness to reveal their personal lives when they’re just friends.”
“Matsuda-kun, you shouldn’t slander people like that. Besides, Tetsuya-kun is our friend…”
Hearing Miyuki’s scolding, I snorted.
“I don’t think of him as a friend.”
“Matsuda-kun…! What are you doing today…!”
“It’s annoying.”
“Petulance?”
“Because I ate with Miura without me.”
“No… Matsuda-kun even gave permission…”
“Does that calm your troubled mind?”
After placing Miyuki on her mattress and stepping on it, she calmly turned her head to her side.
One corner of her mouth was slightly raised.
It looks like I’m glad that I’m blatantly jealous.
I buried my face in Miyuki’s upper chest and touched her waist while inhaling the scent of her plums.
“Matsuda-kun… What are you doing right now…?”
“I want to give you a massage too.”
“What kind of massage is this…! That’s naughty…!”
“No?”
“It’s not that I hate it, but if I do it a little later… Kyaaaaagh!”
Miyuki suddenly screamed and twisted her body.
Because I put my hand on her ribs and tickled her.
Miyuki, giggling at her and not knowing what to do, put her hands on her head and pushed her outside.
“Wait…! Wait a minute…!”
“Am I better than Miura?”
“What are you saying all of a sudden…! Childishly… Hyaaaaang!”
This time, as he tickled her pelvis and her inner thighs, a tickling moan escaped her Miyuki’s mouth.
Pretending to tidy up her rolled-up T-shirt, I put her lips on Miyuki’s lower belly and even sucked her in, as she wrapped her legs around my upper body.
And then, with great difficultyheheld me back.
“Stop it…! Stop…”
“Then answer me. Earnestly.”
“Te-Tetsuya-kun, I’ve been with you since childhood…”
She turns her words away while avoiding my eyes on her.
Judging by the way her mouth twitched, she seemed to be enjoying the situation as well.
Hoping for me to do more skinship like this.
The answer is… Rather than not doing it on purpose, it would be more accurate to say that you are hesitating.
After all, Tetsuya had known Miyuki for a really long time, and she was almost always attached.
You probably think both are good.
Tetsuya as a friend, me as a man.
I pushed Miyuki’s leg with force and climbed up again.
After that, I put my hand under Miyuki’s armpit, put my crotch between her open crotch, and moved her up and down.
Swoop, Swoop.
The strange sound of friction between Miyuki’s jeans and my shorts broke through the loud TV sound.
Upon hearing this, Miyuki’s cheeks began to blush.
“Answer.”
Coo wook…
Miyuki’s body wriggled as he pressed her lower body with her weight.
“Huh…!”
While Miyuki was excited, I unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped her, and I urged her on again.
“Aren’t you talking?”
“Mo, I can’t…! Idiot…!”
I nodded at her reply as she closed her eyes tightly, and I took off Miyuki’s jeans with a rough hand.
After that, I took off even the pants I was wearing and pulled her panties aside.
Her pussy getting soggy.
I rubbed it with her hand, and when Miyuki’s pelvis lifted slightly, I placed my hand on her lower abdomen and pressed her down.
Then he asked in a gentle tone.
“I will make the question specific. Who do you like more as a friend?”
“What…?”
“Don’t think of anything else, just as close friends.”
“Well, how do you choose that…”
“You may choose both.”
“…Then I like them both… Can’t compare…”
“Seriously, can’t you compare?”
“Yeah… I can’t…”
Not even half a year had passed since Miyuki had a serious relationship with me.
Even she hated me to the point of hating me before that.
Even so, is it equally good that there is no comparison?
It was a satisfactory answer, even considering that it included a bit of lip service.
“Then how about a man?”
“As a man…?”
“Uh.”
“T-Tetsuya-kun, I’ve never thought of him as a romantic partner…”
“Then can you answer easily?”
As I pressed against her stiff cock and tried to tease her as if it were about to be inserted, Miyuki gulped down her saliva and then put her hand on my waist and stayed still.
“You’re thinking about this too?”
At my words, which frowned at her, Miyuki strongly pinched her waist and let her complain.
“Oh, you chose…!”
“When?”
“I just picked it by touching it…! Idiot…! Didn’t even notice that…?”
The act of putting her hand on her waist was that choice.
I said, fed up.
“I’m an idiot like you said, so I won’t know unless you tell me.”
“… I chose Matsuda-kun…”
“Can you say it properly again?”
Having said that, I tightened my lower body and pushed forward slightly.
Tsuugh…
The labia full of warmth spread out on both sides to accept the cock…
“Hot…!”
As Miyuki’s stomach flexed and made waves, she tried to swallow his cock.
I looked down at her with a smirk and waited for her answer, keeping only her glans half-inserted.
After a while, Miyuki placed the back of her hand on her own mouth and looked at her directly.
“M-I like Matsuda-kun better…”
It’s so small that you can’t hear it if you don’t listen, but it’s a voice that contains your convictions.
The part I was particularly satisfied with was what Miyuki had just said… That she had no romantic feelings for Tetsuya.
After hearing Miyuki’s answer, I
Tsuguk.
A little deeper, he inserted her cock into her flesh.
“Ahh…!”
Miyuki’s foot on my buttocks trembled like an aspen tree.
I haven’t put it all in yet, but this much.
I feel that she was thinking only of me while eating at home.
I asked after touching her cheek.
“Can’t this compare?”
“… Yeah… I like Ken-kun…”
Isn’t it against the law to call names in this situation?
You look like a fox…
As I grinned in satisfaction as I tried to fully insert my cock,
“T-Trying to feel superior with something like this… It’s like a real pervert…”
Miyuki briefly caught her fault.
You’re looking right into my heart Also Miyuki.
“What are you doing? My taste was so grumpy. Just think you got it wrong.”
“…But I really like Matsuda-kun doing this…”
Why do you say such stupid things?
Unable to hold it in any longer, I stopped checking the liver and inserted my cock completely.
Squeeze-!
“Haaa…!”
She bursts out with her moans so loud that the living room echoes.
Her voice was louder than usual, and it seemed that she, too, was agitated by her recent conversation.
I asked in a deep voice as I squeezed her cock hard enough to not enter her lower body.
“Hurt?”
“…..”
Miyuki put her arms around my neck with a shy gesture and gave her reply by sucking the nape of her neck vigorously.
Miyuki felt the hot wind blowing from her nose tickle her neck and at the same time a stinging sensation, I wiped the sweaty forehead of her forehead with my hand and began to reciprocate.
