Chapter 87 – New Stimulus #2
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Beep-!
Miyuki, dazed while soaking in the open-air bath, was startled by the sound of a washing machine coming from outside her bathroom.
It looks like Matsuda is sucking on a wet mattress…
‘Ha…’
A sigh comes out of nowhere.
Her face heats up and her heart races.
She was so embarrassed. The ugliness of herself that she had shown in her living room.
I feel like going to a field of reeds and making a loud noise.
Miyuki, who held his pelvis and looked back at herself spitting out products of excitement from below, drew in his breath and buried his face in the hot water.
Then he screamed in the water.
Bubbles of water bubbling up tickled his cheeks and ears.
Even though he is in the water where he can’t even breathe, he still feels like his chest is piercing a little bit.
Miyuki vomited out all his breath he had been saving, and raised his head.
“Puha…!”
The cold wind coming in from the slightly open window cools the moisture on the face, creating a cool sensation.
Outside it’s raining. Looking at the gloomy sky, it looks like it will rain all night.
It’s perfect to go to that ramen shop at this time… But suddenly I’m hungry.
– Can I come in?
While imagining the hot miso ramen soup, Miyuki was taken aback by Matsuda’s voice coming from outside the bathroom.
But he soon calmed down.
This is because the unique sense of stability given by the low-mid-pitched tone came.
If I had notified that I was going in, I would have said no, even if I died, but asking for permission in such a friendly tone makes my heart weak.
It’s embarrassing to show nudity, but we’ve showered together once… So that’s okay.
And he had already shown his filthy side earlier, but this much is nothing.
Miyuki, who made a quick decision, replied in a hushed voice.
“Yes…”
Then the sliding door to the bathroom opened cautiously.
And…
“Hurry up… Hee!”
Miyuki, who was about to greet Matsuda, covered her eyes in fright.
It was because his body was completely naked.
“Everything, what if I come in naked…!”
The day we showered together, we were wearing each other’s panties.
Of course, I took it off when I was in a relationship, but at least when I was sober, before I was excited by pleasure, I was covering important parts.
The inside of the bath turned hazy due to the steam, so it was less embarrassing.
But not now. The complete opposite of that time.
Matsuda, who revealed his masculinity, was clearly visible, and because of that, shame came to him.
Canceling that this much is nothing.
Washing together was still embarrassing and unfamiliar.
“I have to take a shower, but I can’t come in dressed.”
Miyuki was speechless for a moment at Matsuda’s absurd words.
Snuggling her fingers away from her eyes, she put her hand down as Matsuda came into her bath with the sound of her snapping.
“No… Just wear panties like last time…”
“Does it have to be like that?”
Having said that, Matsuda placed a plastic bottle on top of her bath tile.
Frozen water. Seeing this, Miyuki stuttered, then she averted Matsuda’s eyes.
Seeing her ice reminded her of what had happened in the living room, so she had been stabbed for no reason.
Did he read Miyuki’s mind?
Matsuda stretched her own arms out to the sides.
“Come on.”
“…..”
Matsuda’s clear and strong pectoralis major muscles are wet.
Glancing at her, Miyuki blushed and slowly approached him with her mouth closed.
As he burrowed between Matsuda’s legs and turned around, Matsuda let out a low laugh and pulled Miyuki by the waist.
Then, he opened the cap of the plastic bottle and brought it to Miyuki’s mouth.
Miyuki suddenly felt thirsty when she saw the transparent water that had melted a little and formed a lump near the entrance.
Her mouth opened cautiously.
Then Matsuda tipped her bottle and let the water flow into Miyuki’s mouth.
A refreshing and cool sensation descending down the esophagus.
It seems that a pleasure similar to ice kissing is pierced in the brain.
Even the feeling of a drop of water dripping down her jawline and onto her collarbone is good.
Miyuki, who even liked that feeling, trembled with her body and frantically licked her throat until the water in the plastic bottle was gone.
“Great?”
In response to Matsuda’s supple question, she nodded her head like a good child.
“Whoa…”
Miyuki let out a pleasant sigh and pressed her back against Matsuda’s chest.
Her body was covered in soggy skin, and it was very cozy.
Matsuda’s hand gently caressing her own belly is also so comfortable that she wants to close her eyes.
“Matsuda-kun… When the sun goes down…”
“Okay, let’s go there.”
“I didn’t say anything…?”
“Didn’t you want to eat ramen?”
“Right…”
“Look.”
Miyuki pouted her mouth.
It was because she hated Matsuda for strutting with her confident tone, as if she knew everything about herself.
“…..”
A strange thought ran through her mind.
The other day I saw and memorized… 7 ways to drive a man crazy.
Recalling one of them, she lowered her hand down her own crotch.
She then touched Matsuda’s penis just below her own vagina.
Flinch.
Matsuda, who reacts immediately as soon as her hand touches it.
It seems to be much more intense than the reaction he had the last time he touched his genitals in the car.
Feeling proud for some reason, Miyuki lowered her hand even further and began scratching the thin scrotum surrounding her testicles with her fingernails.
Then, from her Matsuda’s mouth, keep! A short moan broke out.
She feels a strain in his legs supporting her own body.
And … As the soft and droopy male genitals hardened in an instant, Miyuki’s touching of her own genital area was also vividly conveyed.
Hehe…!”
Miyuki, who continued to play with her hands, twitched the corners of her mouth when she heard the sound of her breathing suppressing her instincts from behind.
The column she saw was really great.
Even if it’s just a little stimulation, it’s such an honest reaction…
I think I will have to look at it often from now on and memorize all the letters written there without missing a word.
“Damn…”
An angry exclamation escaped from Matsuda’s mouth.
If she had been swayed by Matsuda until just now, her position was completely reversed now.
It was fun and weird.
‘What’s next…’
When the man responds while caressing the testicles, he said to stimulate the glans side as it is to drive the man even more crazy.
Or grab a pole and shake it carefully,
If this is not the case, he said it would be good to stop for a while and burn the soy sauce.
Miyuki, who recalled the tips in the column, turned her head and glanced sideways at her Matsuda.
It was as soft as his eyes glaring at him with his expression on his face.
Relieved by that, Miyuki smiled brightly.
Deciding on her second option, she turned around and sat between Matsuda’s spread legs, gently cupping his penis.
Hard touch.
However, there is also some softness thanks to the skin covering the pillars.
He felt it the other day when he lightly held it in the car, but his penis was very large and long.
It’s hard to believe that the thing got inside of him and ripped through his flesh, and he felt pleasure in the act.
When he gently waved his hand holding the pillar up and down, Matsuda, who had a straight face, let her pelvis hang down even more.
He seems to be getting more and more pleasure.
Seeing Matsuda like that, Miyuki gained strange confidence, and her hand movements gradually sped up.
‘Here…’
He said that he would like it more if you stroke his glans with three fingers in the middle of shaking it as if you were spreading oil on it…
Actually, when I try it, it doesn’t work like my heart.
Maybe it’s because the genitals are submerged in water, so there’s a lot of resistance.
“Hey… Stop for a second…”
While Miyuki was shaking his penis while thinking about this and that, Matsuda tapped her on the shoulder and said something like that.
Miyuki, who had come to her senses, asked with an innocent expression.
“Why…? Are you sick…?”
Is it because I squeezed it harder and harder while shaking it?
Or is it that you don’t feel the pleasure because you’re clumsy?
Miyuki, deeply pondering why Matsuda was acting like that, slightly opened her mouth at his words.
“No… I think it will come out.”
“Yes…?”
Are you saying things are imminent already?
Was it that good? Or did a lot of time pass between all kinds of thoughts?
In the column, he said that men get very excited just by being hand-held by a beginner.
So it seems like that… But I’m not sure.
By the way, when you ejaculate, you said you would like it if you took it in your mouth…
The taste of the semen he tasted in his room the other day was very bitter.
It only touched the tip of my tongue, but that’s about it.
Because of that, I can’t possibly take it orally.
Not yet.
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Miyuki has a different expression when she is deep in thought.
With her head slightly turned at a 15-degree angle, her pupils are slightly lowered.
That was her condition now.
She wasn’t even told to stop, and she continued to grab and wiggle her cock, thinking about something.
Maybe it’s about the handjob column I saw the other day.
It’s admirable that she does endless research like a model student of hers, but I want to wrap it now.
Her desire to ejaculate from earlier was like a chimney.
It felt so good to hold Miyuki’s hand for the first time.
Even in the water where you can’t feel the proper pressure, the satisfaction and pleasure brought by the monumental situation of Miyuki’s first hand job.
That psychological element grew and exploded in my head, and was now urging me to ejaculate.
Unable to bear it any longer, I jumped up from my seat.
“Oh…?”
Then, Miyuki’s arm, which burst into her astonished exclamation, went up as it were, and her knee straightened.
Me on her knees, with her still shaking my cock, and me being served by her.
Our current pose was like that.
After taking the cock out, I felt the acupressure properly.
Friction that happens fairly quickly. My cock seems to be getting hot like fire.
“Ugh…!”
Unable to hold it in any longer, I grabbed her wrists to keep her hands from slipping out of her hands, and then tightened her lower body.
Then Miyuki put on her urgent expression and covered her head with her left hand.
I don’t know why Miyuki did that. She may have felt it instinctively.
That if I let it go, the semen will splatter on her face.
At the same time Miyuki clamped her glans shut, semen spurted out from the glans that had been stimulated by her.
The semen that leaked out explosively coated and filled Miyuki’s slender hands, and dripped into her bathtub.
After such a short time,
Just as her semen, which seemed to be constantly pouring out of her, lost her momentum, Miyuki’s hand slowly pulled away.
Cloudy liquid with very thick viscosity.
Miyuki, who had been staring blankly at the sticky slime between her fingers, lifted her head.
She has an innocent face with slightly reddened cheeks, but that appearance somehow feels erotic.
“… It’s sticky…”
Why did Miyuki, rubbing her hands while talking about her impressions in her small voice, looked so erotic?
“After…”
I let out the breath she had been holding back and stroked Miyuki’s wet hair once.
Afterwards, laughing at her bash, he stopped her from washing her hands in the water in her bath and moved to get her shower that was placed outside her bath.
