"Senior Misaki, can you stay just like that?"
Misaki, who was about to remove her bra, froze mid-motion, her mouth gaping in surprise.
"Huh? Oh, sure... Ah, damn it, I can see right through you, you pervert..."
She giggled mischievously, knelt before Kotaro, and began sucking his cock with wet, slurping sounds. Teasing him with a coy glance, she nudged his glans before pulling back and leaning back against the sofa.
"So, what now? If we're doing this now, I'll just stick it in, right?"
Misaki gripped the backs of her knees, spreading her legs into an M shape.
"Can you wait a minute? I want to take about a hundred photos first."
"You expect me to hold out? You idiot... Ah!"
He blew a gentle breath across her exposed pussy, making Misaki flinch and shoot him a cute glare.
"Right, then let's just... Wait, hold on."
An idea struck me, and I headed toward the bathroom.
"Hey, Kotaro? Where are you going?"
"Just a moment, please."
I found a basket under the sink and retrieved two bathrobe sashes, then returned to Misaki. She blinked in surprise, still waiting obediently in the same position. The scene was lewd yet surreal.
"Please stay just like that for a moment. Like this... and this..."
"Huh? Wait, hey—what are you doing...?"
I gently bound Misaki's hands and knees together, creating a lewd M-shaped position.
"K-Kotaro... Isn't this... too much...?" Misaki murmured, averting her gaze, her thin lips trembling.
I lowered myself, grasping her inner thighs and staring intently at her exposed cleft.
"Misaki-senpai, you're soaking wet."
"S-Stop talking, you idiot... Ah... ah...?"
I gripped her small knees, positioning my cock at her entrance. Misaki looked up at me with anxious eyes, yet beneath the worry lay a glimmer of eager anticipation.
"Inserting into you when you're this wet... this is going to be intense."
I shifted my weight slightly. The glans slid inside, and Misaki tilted her head back.
"Y-yeah... I'm really... going to lose my mind..."
Thud, thud-thud. My shaft sank deeper with each thrust. A seductive furrow etched itself between Misaki's brows.
"This angle feels amazing. Supporting your knees, Misaki-senpai, lets me enter at a different angle than usual."
With each press of my hands against her knees, her hips rose, forcing me to plunge deeper at an increasingly steep angle.
"Y-yeah... Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Misaki's words dissolved into gasps. Her pussy felt like melted butter—utterly pliant.
The tip of my cock thud struck the deepest recesses of her womb.
"Uuu~... Uuuu~...!"
Her pale throat arched as she trembled violently.
"Senior Misaki, have you already come?"
"I... I did... I'm... I came..."
Watching her gasp for air, her mouth opening and closing desperately, sent shivers down my spine. I ground my hips against her honeyed flesh, and she tugged at her long bangs, thin lips pressed tightly together.
"Kotaro... This is too much... I can't move at all... Oh god..."
"You get aroused when you can't move? You're such a pervert, Misaki."
The moment I dropped the polite formality, Misaki's eyes widened, her vaginal walls clenching around me.
"You got off just because I switched to informal speech?"
"U-um, yeah... I love it when Kotaro talks casually... Ahh..."
Misaki's smile grew slick and wanton. Sadistic pleasure bubbled up inside me as I slowly withdrew, like an archer drawing back their bowstring to aim at their prey. When the glans of my cock scraped against her soft, twisting vaginal walls, Misaki's neck flushed crimson as she let out a hoarse moan.
"Let's go, Misaki."
"U-um, I want it... Aghhhh!"
Slap! I thrust down sharply at an angle. Misaki's back arches off the sofa as her honeyed folds clamp down hard. Gripping her knees, I slam my hips into her rhythmically.
"Ah! Ahh! Hnngh! Kotaro! Hnngh! Ahhhhh..."
My lover, two sizes smaller than me, gasps tearfully. Trapped against the sofa with her limbs restrained, there's nowhere for the pleasure to escape. With each thrust, her kitten-like eyes flutter wildly, as if sparks are flying in her mind.
"Seeing Misaki's face when you're enjoying it... it's so cute and erotic."
Kotaro's voice cracks. Sweat from his overheated body drips onto Misaki's soft skin.
"Auuu... Kotaro... Haaah...!"
Misaki's eyes glazed over. White froth bubbled at the point of union, and her small, voluptuous body convulsed unnaturally.
This... this is definitely not good...
Amid the searing excitement burning down my spine, I worried about Misaki's well-being.
"Kotaro... ah-haah... I love this..."
Misaki's mouth hung slack, her smile slack and sloppy. Drool glistened at the corners of her small lips.
Despite my concerns, Misaki didn't want me to stop. She arched her hips, demanding more.
"K...k...!"
Gritting my teeth, I quickened my thrusts. With each dry slap, her tousled, medium-brown hair flew wildly.
"Hiiiii?! Ah... kaah... ha... hah... hiiin... hiiiiin...!"
Misaki sobbed uncontrollably, shaking her head violently. Yet she never asked me to stop. She came again and again, or simply gasped for breath, her pale throat exposed as her body convulsed.
"Misaki, you're such an incorrigible pervert..."
No matter how violently I thrust inside her, she kept demanding more. As I wondered what was wrong, I noticed her pale pink nipples trembling with desire.
Instead of gently touching them as usual, I roughly grabbed her full breasts, as if forcibly assaulting them.
"Ah! N-no...! Hnngh...! Stop...! That's too rough...!"
Misaki pleaded tearfully, but her vaginal folds continued to slickly devour me. As I kneaded her plump breasts, flesh spilled between my fingers. When I rubbed her sensitive nipples with my palms while kneading her breasts, Misaki's bound limbs flailed wildly.
"Are you enjoying this rough treatment, Misaki? Being groped roughly, violated, and made to feel good?"
"Hnngh, n-no... ahahuuu...!"
"You're soaked through. How can you deny it?"
As I leaned in close, Misaki averted her gaze awkwardly. The thrusting continued unabated, white foam clinging to our pubes.
"Do you like it rough, Misaki?"
When I asked, our faces so close that our eyelashes touched, her kitten-like eyes pleaded with me.
"...Yes... I like it when Kotaro gets rough..."
I involuntarily stilled.
"Usually so gentle, but when you turn into a beast and wreck me... I love it. So please, do it more...?"
A lightning bolt of pleasure coursed through my body, setting me aflame.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
I had no time to think about rhythm anymore, pounding wildly into her.
"Yeek! Ah, yah, aahh...!"
My ears burned from her shrill moans as I roughly kneaded her full breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples.
"I'm... I'm coming... again... I'm... coming... Aaaaaah!"
The moment she screamed, a mix of animalistic instinct and panic, Misaki's inner thighs began to spasm violently. A clear liquid erupted from our joined area, splattering forcefully onto Kotaro's abdomen, but he didn't stop his relentless thrusting.
"Hnn, hah, Kotaro... I... I've come too much... I don't even know... Haaaah... Haaah...!"
A crimson tongue peeked into Misaki's wide-open mouth. He plundered her lips, sucking on her tongue while grinding his cock against her with brutal force.
"Misaki... I'm going to come soon. I'm going to fill you completely..."
"Ah... Haaaah... Yes, yes... So much... Aaaaaah!"
I thrust my hips with all my might. The sofa groaned in protest. Parting the long bangs plastered to Misaki's forehead with sweat, I gazed into her eyes, dark with lust.
"Coming, coming, coming...!"
My testicles drew up, tension coiling in my inner thighs. With one final, desperate thrust, the glans deep inside her spasmed, and thick semen erupted forcefully from its tip.
"Aaaaaah, Aaaaaah!"
Misaki's eyes remained unfocused, her mouth agape, toes curling as violent spasms wracked her body. I trembled at the pulsating sensation of my shaft throbbing like a heartbeat—dugudugun, dugudugun—when a warm, dampness spread across our joined flesh.
"Ugh... Huh?"
Confused, I glanced down to see Misaki leaking urine in a steady stream—jorororo.... The sofa became soaked, droplets dripping onto the floor. Misaki, her face crimson, strained to avert her gaze, shivering uncontrollably.
"Did you pee from the pleasure, Misaki?"
"Yaaah! Don't say that... Ah, no, don't rub it like that, don't thrust like that, don't pinch my nipples... Ah, ah, ah, ah!"
Even after climaxing and becoming hypersensitive, I couldn't resist teasing Misaki.
"Haa... Hah..."
Exhausted, Misaki slumped against the sofa. I need to pull out and clean up first... I thought, beginning to withdraw. But Misaki shook her head like a tantruming child, clenching her vaginal muscles tightly around my penis.
"No... Kotaro, don't pull out my penis..."
"Huh... No, but... Misaki, you're exhausted!"
"Yeah... But I don't want you to pull out."
"You lewd thing..."
My harsh words made Misaki flinch. She turned her face away defiantly, but her cheeks were faintly flushed. Her vaginal muscles tightened around me in a sweet, clinging rhythm.
"Are you becoming more of a masochist, Misaki?"
"No way!"
When I thrust in forcefully, she let out a high-pitched moan: "Kuhiiin?!"
"You damn pervert! Want more? Beg for it!"
"Don't be so harsh. You'll make me cry!"
"What a novel way to stop me..."
Apparently, even Misaki has a limit to how much abuse she can take. I kissed her cheek in apology, and she smiled weakly, drained of energy. The atmosphere instantly softened.
I cupped her full breasts from below, kneading them as I slowly rocked my hips.
"Ah, nnn... ha... haaah..."
"Is this about right?"
"U-um... but if Kotaro wants to get rougher, you can anytime... Ah, what should I do? I love being ravaged by Kotaro... Oh, you've gotten bigger..."
"...You shameless slut."
"Yeep!"
Her vagina clenched tightly around him. This woman is bottomless, he thought, but he restrained himself from pushing her too far, rocking his hips gently.
*****
After another orgasm, we decided to clean the sofa and take a bath. My body was burning up, so while the tub filled with water as warm as a pool, I washed myself. Now we're connected in the doggy-style position, soaking in the bath.
"That was a little... intense," Misaki murmured between sweet sighs, kneading her ample breasts as they floated on the water's surface. She was straddling Kotaro's hips with her legs spread wide.
"Yeah... it's hard to put into words, but I feel like we both lost all restraint."
Kotaro switched back to formal speech. He had the self-awareness that speaking casually with her made him feel more beastly. When he explained this to Misaki, she gave him a wry smile. "Oh, I think I understand."
"Hey. It felt so good—I couldn't get enough oxygen, and my head was just floating. Ah, ah, nnngh..."
As he gently rocked his hips, Misaki let out soft, sweet moans. Turning her head slightly to kiss him was such a cute gesture. Their lips met with soft smacks, and she nibbled playfully at his upper and lower lips. What an impossibly adorable creature.
"From now on, if we do this at all, it'll probably be just occasionally, huh?"
With his left hand kneading her breasts, he slid his right hand down to her groin. Rubbing her clitoris through the foreskin of his glans, he heard her pant huskily into his ear: "Ah, ah, ah..." Her vaginal walls clung to him in a syrupy grip.
I was worried that such intense physical and verbal exchanges might affect their relationship.
"Right... How about... hmm, twice a week?"
"Isn't that too much?"
It was an unexpected proposal. Simultaneously stimulating Misaki's nipples and clitoris brought her to a gentle climax. Kotaro was also steadily approaching his limit.
"Is that too much...? I thought it was a pretty reasonable compromise..."
"Misaki-senpai, you're quite the aggressive masochist."
"What's that disgraceful label?! Ahh!"
The moment she opened her mouth, he thrust his cock deeper inside her, eliciting a cute moan from Misaki. She trembled and glared at him. "Ugh..." How could he find her glare soothing?
Misaki gripped Kotaro's thighs, her plump buttocks swaying back and forth. As he groaned from the slick, rhythmic motion of her hips, she flashed him a delighted grin.
"Honestly, Misaki-senpai, when you beg so seductively like this, I can't resist... If you're okay with it, I'll give you anything you want."
"Right, right. Well then, Kotaro, you better start thinking of some really sadistic, super-sexy lines to tease me with. Like, 'Shall I turn you into a wax doll?'"
"Why on earth did you choose that line...?"
His voice trembled with exasperation. He was nearing climax. Sensing Kotaro's impending release, Misaki quickened her thrusts, her hands kneading the tops of his thighs.
"Kotaro, you're gonna come, aren't you? I'm about to... ah!"
She whispered in a syrupy voice, pressing their lips together. As their saliva-slicked tongues tangled in wet kisses, he quietly reached his limit.
"Ngh... uuu..."
Tup, tup, tup... As I slowly came, Misaki simultaneously shuddered weakly. We parted lips, her face softening into a melted smile. Inside her, my cock softened, losing its hardness and settling into a half-erect state.
"Ah... Having sex with you, Kotaro, is really so good... I could do this forever."
"Can you be a little more direct, Misaki-senpai?"
"...I love fucking you, Kotaro... You've gotten bigger."
"Sorry for being too honest..."
"Heh heh~... Fine, fine. Go ahead and make me cum again~"
Misaki murmured cheerfully in her mysterious character voice, then stood up and turned to face me, taking my cock back into her. Good call lowering the temperature earlier... I thought as I embraced my cheerful senpai, playfully tangling our tongues.
"Ah! Ahn! Ah! Ahh~..."
As I gripped her ample hips and rocked her back and forth, Misaki's voice thickened with desire.
Later that night, after spending hours entwined in the love hotel, we finally left. Convinced that we were both sweaty and disheveled, I talked her into going out to dinner braless and pantless before heading home.
Misaki flushed crimson and fidgeted constantly throughout the meal. The moment we arrived home, she immediately threw herself into my arms. We kissed passionately, stripped off our clothes, and headed straight for the bed, where we spent the rest of the night making love.
By dawn, our bodies and desires finally exhausted, we collapsed into each other's arms and drifted into a deep, melting sleep.