The sound of the television echoed in the living room while Noah, bored, stared at the ceiling. He was tired of being hidden. Sana had gone out to play with Airi and had invited him, but wandering around a mall while being a fugitive didn't seem very smart to him. Although she insisted that there would be no problem if he was disguised, she fell silent when he pointed out his size. Now he was alone, bored, and tired of being cooped up.
With a sigh, he thought about going to sleep to kill time. But unexpectedly, the doorbell rang. Noah went on alert. Who would come to visit? The police? It sounded paranoid, but he didn't want to end up in a cell. Even so, he calmed down. He hadn't left any clues; it was unlikely it was the police. So then?
—"Sana's parents!..."—he murmured urgently, before grabbing his shoes from the entryway and approaching a back window.
Seeing the distance between him and the ground, he hesitated. But upon feeling a key being inserted into the lock, he grabbed the edge and started to lower himself. Now that he thought about it, how many times had he escaped through windows lately?
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Getting down four floors wasn't easy. Fortunately, there were some balcones between each one, which prevented him from killing himself. Unfortunately, he had been seen by some neighbors, so getting back to Sana's house would be difficult.
With a tired sigh, he cursed those bastards from the store. The fat idiot and the blonde bitch; someday they would pay.
—"Tch, I even helped her. I won't do it again, I knew they were trouble"—he murmured, annoyed, as he passed through the park where he had lived for a time.
Ironically, he spotted the female figure with blonde hair in front of him, near the sidewalk. She didn't have pigtails and her purple eyes were very different from Airi's blue ones.
Seeing Shiori soured Noah's day even more. From the way she looked at him, it was obvious she was looking for him. What did she want? Was she going to turn him in?
—"Um... I was waiting for you. I came every day, but I couldn't find you"—the blonde exclaimed—"I... I want you to help me."
Noah was confused and annoyed. She had accused him, because of her he had been fired, and now the police were chasing him. And she had the nerve to ask for help.
—"Why do you think I would help you?"—he asked gruffly—"The other day I was trying to avoid losing my job. Now, what good would it do?"
Shiori bit her lip. Yui's fat guy kept threatening her. But she didn't give in; she used Noah to make him doubt, scaring him with the idea that he would get revenge if he touched her. She even lied, saying he was her boyfriend. The young man's physique was no joke, especially for a short, fat guy like Yoshihiro.
And so, she had been safe for a few days. She tried to ask Yui or her mother for help, but hesitated when she remembered she was the fat guy's sister. When the guy used recordings of her, from when she was changing, to threaten her, she panicked again and could only think of finding Noah. He had already helped her once. She didn't want to depend on anyone, but she didn't know where else to go.
—"I... I'll do whatever it takes, just help me"—she pleaded in a barely audible voice.
Even so, Noah heard her, but he wasn't tempted. He didn't want her to bother him again, so he proposed something he assumed she would never accept.
—"What if I ask you for the same thing as the fat guy? Do you still want my help?"—he asked, as he approached with a menacing smile.
Shiori took a few steps back until he cornered her against a tree. Her brain went blank for a few seconds before starting to work again. He wanted that too? The blonde felt a bit tired. She knew she was attractive; after all, she fixed herself up every morning before going out. But that everyone only wanted her body was depressing.
Biting her lip, she unexpectedly considered it. If she compared the two men, it was simple to choose. On one hand, an old, fat, and perverted guy; on the other, a young, tall, strong man who, although he didn't have a model's face, wasn't ugly. Although he was also a pervert...
—"Mouth..."—she whispered in a weak voice.
Noah, still smiling, raised an eyebrow.
—"What?"—he asked, bringing his face closer.
Shiori tightened her skirt as she spoke again.
—"Mouth! I said I'll use my mouth, okay?"—she exclaimed, a little annoyed with her cheeks flushed.
Noah blinked, in disbelief. Did she really accept? He really didn't want to help her, but on second thought, it wasn't a bad deal. He would think about how to get revenge on the stinking fat guy while punishing the annoying little mouth of the blonde in front of him.
—"Are you sure? There's no turning back, you know?"—he asked one last time.
The young woman just nodded silently, before adding something anxiously.
—"But not here! If someone sees us..."
Noah waved his hand. He wasn't crazy. He took the blonde's hand and walked towards the love hotel he frequently visited with Sana.
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In the room, Shiori watched everything with a mix of curiosity and nervousness. Even so, she gritted her teeth and, trying to maintain her pride, arrogantly ordered them to hurry so she could get back home.
Noah shrugged. During the walk, he hadn't stopped looking at the swaying ass of the young woman walking in front of him, so he was already ready. He took off his pants while Shiori, somewhat nervous, squatted in front of him.
He grabbed his erection and pulled her towards him. With a grim face, she pressed her mouth against his penis, parted her lips, stuck out her tongue, and dragged it along his shaft. Although she had never done this before, she seemed to have quite a bit of talent, or at least that's what it seemed to Noah as he felt her licking.
The dripping saliva wet his cock, making it glisten. The blonde's lips and tongue slid all over the length of the penis, covering every last bit with saliva, from the base of the shaft to the tip of the glans.
After one final lick to the head, she pulled her lips away. The penis dripped with traces of saliva that pooled around his testicles and fell to the floor.
—"Tch, not yet?"—she exclaimed, annoyed, before unbuttoning her blouse and unfastening her bra. She grabbed her huge breasts with her hands and placed them around his dick.
Noah grunted, surprised by the sensation. Shiori's flesh felt incredibly soft and warm around his penis.
—"Now, move"—the blonde whispered.
Shiori began to move her breasts up and down as if she were kneading clay. Her beautiful breasts applied pressure to Noah's penis as if trying to crush it.
A somewhat cool pressure assaulted his member from bottom to top, but it wasn't unpleasant. The saliva she had covered it with earlier provided enough lubrication for him to feel almost no friction. Her tits were as soft as they could be, but they still applied a delicious pressure.
—"Heh? I thought you'd be a premature ejaculator"—she said, looking up at him from below while massaging his cock between her breasts. She squeezed her own breasts while holding them from underneath. Her fingers sank into the soft, pearlescent mounds of flesh, deforming them before his eyes.
Seeing how the penis swelled before her, she accelerated the movement of her hands to stimulate him even more. The previous saliva had become insufficient, so she stuck out her tongue and let more saliva drip into her cleavage. Then she moved her sticky breasts again.
—"Hehehe, do you like that, loser?"—she asked with teary eyes.
Noah just nodded as he held the blonde's head.
She understood the message and made the tip of his penis protrude from her cleavage. She stretched her neck and brought her lips to the tip, which was dripping a clear preseminal fluid.
—"Ahm"—she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his cock.
His dick was firmly trapped between her tits and, at the same time, her lips clamped down on the head. While enjoying Noah's caresses, she sucked hard, puffing out her cheeks and trying to extract the nectar as if from a flower. The preseminal fluid entered her mouth and she played with it inside.
Her upper lip brushed the edge of the glans and her tongue licked the frenulum. The stimulation made the head grow and swell even more. She didn't forget her breasts either; she continued moving her hands to keep caressing the shaft.
Shiori increased the intensity of her oral technique and pressed her head against him, swallowing about half of his penis.
Noah took a deep breath as he used his hand to press the young woman's head down.
Soon, semen traveled through his penis and shuddered inside Shiori's mouth, coming out the tip. He let it all out mercilessly in the annoying girl's throat. The cum flowed down her throat and even went up her nose.
—"Ugh… cough… cough… cough, cough, cough!"—Shiori choked and looked up, glaring at him. She had tears in her purple eyes and white milk dripping from her nose and mouth.
Before she could say anything, she supported herself on her arms and trembled a little. Her breathing grew ragged as a blush covered her face and sweat beaded, leaving small pearled drops on her attractive body.
—"What...? What's happening to me?"—she whispered between gasps, as she rubbed her thighs together.
Noah watched her, just as confused.
—"Are you... okay?"—he asked cautiously. He didn't understand what was happening, although the "symptoms" seemed familiar to him.