Chapter 117 – Comfy Nest #2
Swoop. Sigh…
There is the sound of a soft blanket rustling.
The inner thighs just below the groin are very itchy, and I feel the pressure, like a kitten squeezing with its cute meat ball.
Swoop…! Whoop…
The nape of his neck touched the sound of sucking something and the warm air reached the collarbone area, and the unique mint scent of toothpaste entered his nostrils.
I woke up to strange tactile sensations in various parts of my body.
I felt a heavy weight in one arm.
In the dark room, something is wriggling around my shoulder.
When I turned my head, I felt a thin thread brushing my cheek.
It was soft hair that smelled like plums.
“… Miyuki?”
“Yes. It’s me.”
“What are you doing…?”
“…Smells good.”
Miyuki sniffed while burying her nose in her neck while moving her hands as if touching her genitals.
I slept without showering, but I guess he liked my body odor.
I turned to her and hugged Miyuki, feeling her warm hand on my thigh and saying,
“Are you a pervert…?”
“Matsuda-kun is like this often… Why can’t I…?”
“Who told you not to? I just asked if I was a pervert…”
“I’m not a pervert…”
“No… When did you come?”
“30 minutes ago.”
“I should have woken you up.”
“I just left it as it was sleeping with its mouth open.”
“Good job.”
Having said that, I hugged Miyuki tightly.
After that, I started with her buttocks, then her back, past her ribs, and all the way to the inside of her armpits… I touched her whole body.
Moderately soft skin, and still warm body.
Is it because you touched it in three days? It feels so good today.
“What are you doing right after waking up?”
She starts to rant about her.
I laughed and said.
“You woke me up.”
“Matsuda-kun woke up… I touched him gently…”
“Was it easy to pierce your nose and sniff it like a pervert?”
“Bo, because I wanted to see you…”
She stuttered her, and put her own hand between her thighs.
Then he began to stimulate me by gently scratching between my groins.
A cute act to get rid of shame.
Fed up, I put my forehead on her forehead.
“What time do I have to be back today?”
“…. Ten o’clock.”
“How old are you now?”
“Six hours…”
“You only have four hours left? Should I just leave? I think we can go in after watching a movie and eating outside.”
“Done. Matsuda-kun, since you’re tired, rest at home…”
Miyuki stopped talking and bit her mouth shut.
He seemed to feel the touch of something hard against his lower abdomen.
Darkness filled the living room. In the meantime, I could see an arc drawn in Miyuki’s eyes.
“What are you going to do with this…”
Miyuki muttered something like a reproach, and her hand came up like a snake and touched my abdomen.
As if looking for something, the hand scanned the lower abdomen, and it soon entered the waist of the training pants I was wearing.
Then, he gently stroked the cock that was bulging out of his panties.
An epileptic sensation that slowly begins to creep into your brain.
As the eyes tighten, breathing becomes irregular.
After observing my reaction, Miyuki,
“Do you like this?”
He pressed the tip of his lips very lightly to my lips and asked me in a strange tone as if provoking me.
I blew her breath out through her nose and let her overflowing pleasure drain.
Whoops…
Moderate pressure to tighten the pillars.
With strength in my lower body, I pulled my pelvis back.
Then, Miyuki’s arm that was holding his cock came with it.
At the same time, Miyuki’s hand, which had freed up space and moved smoothly, slipped into her panties.
Her slender, long fingers, which glided across her glans and gave me a tickling sensation, grasped her foreskin and began moving slowly up and down.
I, who could not help moaning because of the pleasure pouring into my head,
“… Ugh…!”
He let out a brief exclamation and grabbed Miyuki by the back of the neck.
Miyuki, who flinched at him, asked.
“Are you good…? Or are you sick…?”
I responded by giving Miyuki a light kiss on the lips.
Mean good. Noticing this, Miyuki’s hand movements became more and more bold.
I speeded up, and when my breathing became rough, I paused and gently scratched the scrotum under the pillar with my fingernails…
When her breathing calms down, she gently sweeps the head of her head, then grabs her pole again and shuttles back and forth…
She seemed to be using the seven ways to drive your man crazy or something that I saw in the car the other day.
It’s probably going to be swollen by tomorrow because there’s no lube.
However, Miyuki is willing to hold hands for the first time.
How long has it been like that?
When Miyuki’s breath leaked out from her nose and mouth, and her pleasure, which began to spread from beneath me, reached the bottom of her chin, her signal came.
Momentarily flinching, I tapped Miyuki on the shoulder.
“Miyuki… Hey… Hey.”
“Yes…?”
“I think it will come out…”
At those words, Miyuki’s hand movements became even faster.
Miyuki, who moves back and forth while holding the cock at a very fast speed as if making a final spurt.
She said, looking up at me with her own twinkling eyes.
“Yes. You can do it.”
The saying that it can be cheap is too blatant, so have you refined it to the point that you can do it?
It’s like Miyuki.
Soon, all the muscles in her body began to contract.
As if she liked the way I endured and wriggled, Miyuki moved her hand diligently even when she was having a hard time.
I clenched my teeth and endured the feeling of ejaculation. By the time the semen, which had risen through the urethra and filled the tip of the glans, was about to come out against my will, I relaxed my lower body.
Then, as the strength drains from the body,
Gluck-!
Semen burst out and soaked Miyuki’s palms.
And made the glans she was covering warm.
“Ha…”
The gathered pleasures burst out at once, and a languid sigh leaks out.
I can’t think of anything except the feeling of being good.
Miyuki’s first service was so satisfying.
Miyuki, who remained still with his eyes wide open until the ejected semen lost its power, then calmly moved his hand and began to squeeze out the semen that hadn’t come out yet.
Then, the tingling feeling was unfamiliar, so I narrowed my brows slightly.
“There are too many…”
Saying that in her charming voice, she pulled out her hand.
Thin slimy mucus between the fingers.
Staring at it in her dark vision, she suddenly brought her hand to her nose and sucked in her breath.
After that, she turned her gaze to me and smiled.
“Smells weird…”
“Not good?”
“No… Good.”
I was staring at Miyuki, who looked particularly risqué today, and looked around her to see where the tissue was.
There was a wet tissue just within reach of her hand.
It wasn’t there until I went to bed, but it looks like Miyuki prepared it.
That’s what I was thinking in the first place. I feel lost somehow.
I stared at Miyuki’s longing and laughed at her, then meticulously wiped her hands.
Then she let out a long snort of her languid air, pulled out some wet wipes from her mattress, took them, and tucked them into my pants.
“Kuh…!”
As soon as the wet tissue’s unique cool touch touched the glans, the sagging penis stiffened again.
I feel like I’m being trained… Maybe it’s just my mood?
**
After quickly showering and opening the bathroom door, the savory smell of meat stimulated my nose.
Wanting something, I checked the kitchen and saw Miyuki heating up a disposable lunch box in the microwave.
I asked as I left the bathroom, wiping her hair with a towel.
“When did you buy that?”
“I bought it on the way to Matsuda-kun’s house.”
As I always feel, Miyuki is too thorough in her preparations.
Except for one thing, condoms.
“I bought the one with a lot of vegetables in it, so don’t leave anything behind and eat it all.”
“Okay.”
“I’m worried, why are you upset?”
“When did I get angry?”
“You just paid. In a grumbling voice…”
“Never. Don’t make a fuss.”
I tossed the towel over her casually and hugged Miyuki tightly.
“It is good to see you again.”
“Come now…? You should have said it as soon as you woke up…”
“That’s why you’re pissed right now.”
“Someone said that someone was pissed off…”
Miyuki grumbled in her clear tone and thrust her arm between my armpits.
The warmth felt from her warm body warms her heart.
I, who was still hugging Miyuki even though the microwave oven beeped, hinted.
“Can’t we go to bed tonight?”
“I want to, but… I can’t. You have to keep showing up to her mother to get permission to stay out… Eat her first.”
“I’m not hungry.”
“Then hold my arm. My arm hurts.”
After unwrapping her embrace, I sit down on the kitchen floor and reach out with my arms upside down.
Sometimes he’s discreet, sometimes he’s lively, and sometimes he’s arrogant…
I’m going crazy because I like her bouncing body.
I squatted down and pulled Miyuki’s hand, then began to gently press her entire arm with her thumb.
“Are you coming to pick me up tomorrow?”
“Of course.”
“Today is?”
“I will take you today.”
Were my answers satisfactory?
The corners of Miyuki’s lips parted upwards.
I said I burst out laughing at her silently admiring her and looking at her.
“Let’s go get some ice cream later.”
“Ice cream? Ah… Did you eat with Nanase-senpai today?”
“Uh.”
“I like it. Is what Matsuda-kun ate yogurt peach? Right? I wanted to try it once, and it worked.”
No. Don’t cross that road
If you fall under Chinami’s witchcraft, he’ll try to give you a peach every now and then.
Let’s go together, try various flavors, and corrupt Chinami, who only eats yogurt and pitch.
