The summer vacation was approaching its midpoint.
Kotaro and Misaki were seeing each other almost every day, but both of them preferred relaxing indoors rather than going out, so they often had home dates.
Today was no different. Kotaro was at Misaki's condo, lounging around. They were now sitting side by side, reading the same manga.
"Kotaro, grab that soda for me."
"You could reach it if you just stretched your arm another 50 centimeters."
"Go get it!" Misaki tapped her thigh impatiently, urging him on.
Despite her spoiled behavior, she was always considerate towards Kotaro. He found it both adorable and heartwarming.
After handing her the soda and watching her take a few sips, Hamster-senpai let out a satisfied "Pfft."
"Shall we continue, then?"
Just as I was about to suggest we start reading, Misaki suddenly turned around and sat facing Kotaro, who was sitting cross-legged. She perched on her knees, looking up at him with a gaze that was both sweetly coquettish and bewitching. Today, Misaki was dressed casually in a T-shirt and miniskirt. Her vulnerable appearance made my heart race.
"Kotaro... mm..."
She closed her eyes softly and leaned in, her lips parting. As I kissed her in response, Misaki's tongue flicked out tentatively, like a kitten's.
"Mmm, chuu, llll, hap..."
Our tongues tangled playfully, each of us sucking on the other's upper and lower lips. Through this exchange of love through our mucous membranes, my lover's eyes narrowed into a cat-like, dreamy gaze.
"Mmm...?"
Misaki's hands reached toward my crotch, which was beginning to swell. Through my half-pants, her fingers brushed against me, sending shivers through my hips.
"Mmmf...," she purred, playfully narrowing her eyes as she took Kotaro's tongue between her lips. Her nails scratched gently at the glans, making it swell even more.
"Mmmf...? Hah! Ah, ah, anh..."
In return, Kotaro placed his hands on Misaki's breasts. They were soft and pliant, as he'd expected—she wasn't wearing a bra. Even through her T-shirt, his fingers glided smoothly over her skin, making her tremble adorably.
"Misaki-senpai, you're so sensitive, aren't you?"
"Kotaro, your penis is rock-hard, too..."
Their eyes locked, glistening with desire. Misaki unzipped Kotaro's pants and pulled out his erect cock, while he lifted her T-shirt to expose her voluptuous breasts.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah-haah...!"
I gently rubbed her nipple with the pad of my finger, savoring the sensation. The plump nipple bent and twisted under my touch, its softness yielding to my caress. Misaki's lips parted, her breaths becoming moist and warm, tickling my nostrils.
"Ugh... Huh? Ugh, oh, Misaki-senpai, that's... so close..."
Misaki pressed her right palm firmly against my glans, her fingers fluttering across the shaft and glans in a teasing, irritating motion. Her left hand cradled my scrotum, gently kneading it, enveloping my lower abdomen in a sweet, syrupy pleasure.
"Ahh, ah, ngh, nfu... Kotaro, ngh, so much... pussy juice... it's leaking out..." she whispered, her voice husky and alluring, trembling from the nipple stimulation. Just as she said, her small palm was slick with pre-cum.
Should I take her to the bed, or just push her down here? I was still debating when...
"Hey, Kotaro. Don't you want to try something more?"
"Huh?"
I tilted my head at the sudden question. Taking advantage of the moment, I pinched her nipple, eliciting a cute gasp from Misaki. She glared at me with a pout. How adorable.
"Um, do you mean... a normal date? Or something related to what we're doing now?"
"...Something related to what we're doing now, I guess."
"By the way, could you be more specific about what we're doing?"
"Nnn...! T-there's no need to say it, right...?"
"Could you say it for me?"
I leaned in close and whispered. Her cat-like eyes widened, and her slender throat bobbed with a swallow.
"I-I'm touching Kotaro's big, hard penis, and Kotaro is teasing my erect nipples... Ahh, why do they get so big...?!"
"This... is beyond my control..."
Despite her bashfulness, Misaki couldn't help but get aroused by the lewd commentary. Even as she groaned, "Ugh... it's way too big, isn't it...?" she continued stroking the erect flesh with affectionate strokes.
"Thanks for the erotic commentary, anyway."
"Don't call it that..."
Then, I murmured into Misaki's ear, "Anyway, there's something I've been wanting to try for a while..." Hearing Kotaro's request, Misaki's pale cheeks flushed crimson.
"You little pervert..."
Despite her adorable blush, her fingers continued to rub against the shaft.
"Can I?"
"...Kotaro, you want this, don't you? It's just... embarrassing. But... y-yes, I'll do it."
Her thin lips moved hesitantly as she acquiesced. Her face was filled with maidenly shyness, yet her slender fingers crawled over the shaft with practiced movements.
"Thank you. So, after this... ugh, ugh... Misaki-senpai? Could you take your fingers off soon...?"
"Hmm~? What should I do~?"
"Ugh...!"
She smiled sweetly, her pale skin flushed, as she rubbed her fingers against my throbbing erection, now blue-veined. I was so close to climaxing...! But at the last moment, she released her grip. I silently vowed to repay her by tormenting her thoroughly later.
*****
About 20 minutes later, the two returned from their outing.
"I was worried we'd run into someone we know..."
"I could have gone alone, you know."
"No, I wanted to see it for myself."
They had just returned from a discreet adult shop located near Misaki's apartment building.
Kotaro needed to purchase supplies for his planned activities, but Misaki insisted on coming along, declaring, "I've never been to a place like that before! I'm going with you!"
"I don't think I've ever seen anyone get so excited at an adult shop."
"D-Don't say that... I couldn't help it! Something about that... garish pink environment just gets you all worked up..."
"Garish pink..."
Indeed, the shop they'd visited had an interior so overtly suggestive that most women would hesitate to enter. The fact that Misaki was practically bouncing with excitement was nothing short of a miracle.
"So, Misaki-senpai, you're really a total lecher, huh? Shall we get started right away?"
"Hey, cut out the casual insults, okay?"
I ran my fingers through my sweat-damp hair from walking in the summer heat, trying to brush off the comment.
"Getting started is fine, but... I'm pretty sweaty, aren't I? Are you sure you don't mind? I mean, I love it when Kotaro gets all sweaty... Oh, wait, never mind."
"You're a real treat, aren't you? I love seeing you all sweaty, Misaki-senpai."
"...Ngh! ...Ngh!"
He gently tapped her. When he hugged her tightly, she squirmed adorably, letting out a soft, "Haaah..." I want to marry her.
"Shall we begin, then?"
Kotaro quickly stripped off his T-shirt, and Misaki's eyes darted around cutely.
"Ugh... Fine, I give in..."
As she spoke, she playfully patted his stomach. This girl gets cuter by the second... he thought, his gaze drifting.
*****
The two of them had bought a thick, sturdy eye mask to use as a blindfold. When worn, it blocked out all light completely.
"So I just put this on, right...?"
"Yes, please do."
After both stripping naked and climbing onto the bed, Misaki hesitantly fastened the blindfold.
"Ugh... I really can't see anything. K-Kotaro? You're still here, right?"
"I'm here. Don't worry."
Seeing Misaki nervously peering around like a lost child stirred a protective instinct in him. He gently took her hand, and she sighed in relief, sitting with her legs tucked under her.
"Alright, let's begin. It's okay. I won't let go of your hand, Misaki-senpai."
"U-um... okay..."
He carefully turned her face down. Throughout the process, his hand remained in contact with her skin.
He positioned himself astride the back of her knees.
"Ugh... this is making my heart race..."
As Misaki shifted uneasily, her full, round buttocks wobbled. The valley between her hips brushed against his erect cock, eliciting a breathy whisper: "Oh, it's so hard..." Her voice was husky and seductive. He gulped, his pre-cum dripping.
"Well then, let's begin."
I whispered tenderly, my fingers gently touching the nape of Misaki's neck. Her voluptuous body shuddered slightly.
"Ah... mmn... nfuuu...!"
Slowly, ever so slowly, I slid the pad of my finger from her neck down to her waist.
Even the slightest change in the way I stroke her body elicits a different reaction...
As I touched Misaki's body, I was amazed by the complexity of a woman's form. The slightest shift in pressure, whether I stroked upward or downward, or whether I traced her skin with my nails—all of it changed her response.
Since Misaki-senpai has entrusted her body to me, I should make the most of this...
I focused all my senses, searching for the places that pleased Misaki and the ways to tease them.
"Ah, faaah, nnnk... nkuuuu...?! Ah, there, haaah, nfuuu...!"
When I gently scratched the area between her shoulder blades with my nails, Misaki flinched violently. Her round buttocks writhed restlessly, and the faint, lewd scent of a female's arousal tickled my nostrils.
"This feels so good. Are there any other spots like this?"
"Huh? Mmm... Nngh... When Kotaro touches me, everything feels so good... Ah! Nngh...! Th-there! That feels so good...!"
As Kotaro's nails gently dug into the skin above her tailbone, Misaki's buttocks trembled violently, as if she were grinding against him in the cowgirl position.
"I've found two spots for now... I'm going to explore them thoroughly."
"Aah... Hnn... Heaaah..."
Misaki's voice melted into a soft moan as her body writhed beneath Kotaro. Her provocative movements, pleading for more pleasure, made his head spin.
I occasionally stroke other parts too, to keep it interesting...
Focusing on her shoulder blades and tailbone, I gently trace my fingers over her entire back. Misaki relaxes completely, turning her face sideways and clutching the pillow like she's at a spa.
Misaki-senpai... I wonder what her face looks like.
Curiosity suddenly strikes me. As I lean forward, my hand glides over her softly sweating back.
The pillow she's pressing her blindfolded face into is slightly damp.
"...ngh..."
The sight of her utterly vulnerable, utterly melted lover leaves me breathless.
"he...huh? Huh? K-Kotaro? N-no, this isn't... this isn't right...!"
Misaki, realizing Kotaro's gaze is upon her, hastily wipes her mouth, but it's too late.
"I'm so happy to see you so vulnerable, Misaki-senpai."
"Ugh... I'm not happy at all... Ah, ah, ah, fwaaah..."
I rubbed her shoulder blades, hoping to cheer her up, and Misaki's mouth opened adorably, letting out a soft, breathy moan.
"Shall we turn you over soon?"
After stroking her for so long that I lost track of time, I finally had Misaki turn over onto her back. I gently flipped her over, adjusted her position, and used a towel I'd placed nearby to bind her wrists above her head.
"Huh... K-Kotaro?"
Misaki writhed, as if to ask, "Did you say this was going to happen?" Her blindfolded, voluptuous body trembled, and a shiver of pleasure ran down my spine.
"Wouldn't this be more fun this way? Don't worry, I'll torment you thoroughly."
"..."
Kotaro whispered in her ear, and Misaki's body shuddered as if he'd directly stimulated her erogenous zones.
"K-Kotaro... you're going to torment me while I'm still tied up...?"
"Yes, I will torment you. Even if you cry, I won't stop. I'll only stop if you truly, truly hate it. So relax."
"That's such a sneaky way to put it...!"
As he gently stroked her cheek, Misaki's dewy lips pursed and twisted.
"Well then, shall we begin?"
"U-um... okay..."
Misaki nodded slightly, her sweat-slicked thighs rubbing restlessly together.