Chapter 163 – Foreplay Under the Guise of Massage
[Come on in.]
I was quietly in the massage room with everything ready, and opened the door when Chinami’s message arrived.
“Hmmmm…”
Chinami was sitting on the bed, clearing her throat.
She seemed to be embarrassed by what she had encountered before taking a shower.
This time, perhaps because she tied her laces well, the gown didn’t slip down.
Let’s act naturally.
“Did you take a good shower?”
“Yeah…”
“How is the water temperature? Are you okay?”
“I liked that it was hot…”
I put my hand between her thighs, which were tight against her own, and watched her rubbing against her own, giving her a gentle smile, and I turned the dimmer on the wall to her left.
Orange light slowly dimming.
I said, adjusting the brightness to the point where I couldn’t tell unless it was right in front of me.
“Shall I lie down now?”
“Yes…”
After answering shyly, Chinami lays down on the bed.
I put my knee between her spread legs, and I reached down to her narrow waist and grabbed her gown straps.
“I will solve this.”
“What…? Are you starting an oil massage right away?”
“I’ll have to loosen up her muscles before that.”
“But why right away…”
“Touching my bare skin makes it easier to massage.”
“Aha… Won’t you give me a towel…?”
“It’s when you turn around.”
“Ah, four… Suck…!”
Chinami swallowed her breath and tightened her stomach.
My hand touches his belly fat and instinctively tucks it in.
Giggling a little at Chinami’s cute behavior, I grabbed the strap of her gown and pulled it tight.
The string unraveled with a rustling sound.
I grabbed the hem of her gown and very slowly pulled it aside so that the soft cloth could tickle Chinami’s back.
“Hehe…”
At that, Chinami let out her breath and lifted one of her legs slightly before putting it down.
Proof that my intentions worked. You probably felt odd.
“Junior… It’s cold in the room…”
I said with a smile at Chinami’s complaint as she hugged her pillow tightly.
“It will get hot later. Just be patient.”
“Yeah…”
“Then let’s begin.”
Having said that, I put a towel over Chinami’s ass, put her hand on her calf, and gently stroked her up and down.
“Hick…!”
Were you surprised by the long-awaited touch?
Chinami’s body flinched once.
Her calves stiffened a little as she worked hard, but that was only for a moment.
She soon spread her own legs a little more and relaxed her whole body.
Chinami’s body was very warm, perhaps because she had just gotten out of the shower, or because her tension had caused her body to heat up.
It’s a bonus that it’s so soft that it feels great when you knead it.
It was like freshly made mochi.
“Yes…”
While I was massaging her silently, I put my hand on the towel that covered her buttocks as her languid sigh flowed from her Chinami’s mouth.
“What…?”
She was shocked and turned her head to him, but she didn’t show a particularly strong reaction, probably because she had a history of touching him often.
I have a feeling that the road ahead will turn out well.
I asked, holding her chubby buttocks with both of her hands.
“How’s the pressure?”
“… Like…”
She hugs the pillow in her arms even more deeply.
She seemed ashamed.
It looks like it’s getting a little hot… But I have to touch it now.
After judging, I slipped my hand into the towel.
Swoop.
Fingers poking through the soft towel.
As soon as the first word touched Chinami’s bare skin,
“Mike…”
As Chinami’s flat toes curled up, wrinkles formed on the soles of her dainty feet.
Then, as I began to gently stroke her bottom, I crossed her thumb and index toe as if to endure her tickling.
“Hehe… He’s a junior…”
“Yes.”
“It’s a massage… That… Ah, nothing…”
I think he was trying to say ‘this isn’t a massage?’.
If you don’t dissuade me by asking what you’re doing like in the poor room, you must be in a good mood, right?
He may have been intoxicated by the somehow erotic atmosphere that had begun to permeate the room.
“Are there any inconveniences?”
“… What…?”
“Here you go. It seems a bit tight.”
Panties almost swallowed by her ass.
When I put her thumb inside the line on one side of her and lifted it up, her Chinami’s shoulders swelled.
“I’m sorry…!”
“Shall I clean it up properly?”
“Ah, no…! I’m fine…! It’s okay…!”
I feel her Chinami’s ass harden as she shakes her head hastily.
Even so, it was still soft, though.
I said, tapping Chinami’s hips.
“I’ll do a towel for you, so turn around.”
“Yes…? Already…?”
“Yes.”
“Oh okay…”
Chinami answered in a very shy voice and buried her face in the bed sheet.
After sipping my appetite, I moved to Chinami’s side and spread the towel that covered her back from side to side.
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Seeing the towel piled high around her chest made me want to get rid of things like foreplay.
After throwing away the towel, the desire to insert his cock between her breasts is like a chimney.
It was so nasty Chinami’s body.
Even looking up at me with those blurry eyes was sexy, and it was hard to resist the urge that was rushing into her head.
Even if you don’t mean it, even if you just stay still, you’re full of sexiness, so I think I know why pink is called lewd.
“Junior… Why are you still…?”
Hearing Chinami’s slightly trembling tone, I picked up the oil bottle and regained her senses.
The oil I brought this time was bulkier than the one I used before.
It can be said that it is large capacity.
Opening the mouth of the heavy bottle, I started spraying it onto the towel covering Chinami’s front plate.
“Yes…? What are you doing…?”
Chinami’s head twisted slightly.
It looked puzzled because it was not applied to her body and was scattered around the towel.
I answered, gently placing the palm of my hand right under her chest.
“I want it to soak into the towel.”
“Why…?”
“Before applying directly, I was thinking of applying the oil all over Master’s body through a wet towel.”
“Umm… Then will there be any difference…?”
It’s visually more erotic when an oil-soaked towel sticks to your body.
I think it will be good when I climb up later.
“I do not know.”
“Aha…”
Chinami nodded with a completely disconcerted expression, and calmly watched my actions.
At first, I sprayed the oil little by little, then I opened the lid and turned the oil bottle upside down to soak the brown towel.
Afterwards, watching the oil-soaked towel sticking to Chinami’s body line, she nodded her head in satisfaction.
“Let’s begin.”
“Four…”
The first place I touched was Chinami’s belly.
With my hand slipping through the towel attached to her side, I rubbed Chinami’s slippery stomach in a circular motion in one direction.
“Wow…”
Chinami let out a short moan, and her calf pulled outward as Chinami’s thighs got stuck.
I see her eyes loosening even more as she clutches her bedspread in her tiny, her own hands.
It seems like you are already enjoying yourself.
I asked in a soft voice as I repeatedly pressed the lower part of her belly button with the corner of her mouth raised.
“Are you comfortable?”
“… Yes…”
“How are you feeling? Like?”
“Mmmm… Good…”
Her knees trying to rise again.
Deciding that she should start soon, I raised the blade of her hand, passed her Chinami’s lower abdomen, and pushed it into the inverted triangle in the groin.
“Neet…?”
Then, Chinami, who was breathing irregularly, lifted her head.
She gulped her saliva when she saw my hand slippery round her own crotch.
“Huh, junior… Is this a massage…?”
“Yes. Can you spread your legs a bit? It’s hard to massage.”
“Eh, like this…?”
“I am so nervous right now. A little more.”
“Is this… Enough…?”
“I’ll ask for more.”
Hesitantly, the legs spread to the sides as if looking at the liver.
I calmed Chinami with patience, and when I felt her outer finger blade sink into her groin, I smiled benevolently.
“All right. Thanks.”
“Hmm… It feels weird…”
“Are you weird on the unpleasant side?”
“That, that’s not it… Hehe…!”
Chinami’s waist was lifted loudly.
It was because my hand, which had passed through her groin like a snake, touched her labia.
Pretending not to see her reaction, I pushed my hand further.
The thick cuff that goes deep into the towel and rubs against the groin.
The flesh will be pressed, but it will not be painful because it is coated with oil and smoothed.
“Whoa… Whoa…”
As if to prove that idea, Chinami repeatedly exhaled and exhaled her rough breath, but did not show much reaction.
Proof that you are accepting my hand in a good way.
I was worried that I might feel rejected, but I was relieved.
Secretly letting out a sigh of relief, I raised the level even higher.
A hand passed her groin and entered the gap between her thighs.
There, I bent my fingers and gently scratched the middle of her Chinami’s disposable panties,
“Hey…!”
Just in time for Chinami to raise her head and let out a short groan, she pulls out her arm again and gently runs her hand over her crotch…
Then, when her chinami’s breathing faltered, she put her hand on her jig and took a break.
Hehe… Hehe…”
By the time Chinami sticks out her tongue and makes a puppy-like noise, she repeats the same action again.
So I was patient and continued to caress under the guise of massage.
For a very, very long time, until Chinami’s body squirmed in her pleasure.
