"AHHHHHHHHHHHH, SENPAI!"
"Hiwa, I'm coming!"
"Ahh, fill me with your cum!"
After a rather lengthy period of me thrusting my dick in and out, Hiwa and I came.
"Haa... You were really good, as always, Senpai."
"Yeah..."
It was currently deep into the night, and Hiwa and I have just finished having our second round of sex.
I took my penis out of Hiwa's pussy, making some sperm leak out and mix with her love juices as they were trickling down to the bed sheets. For context, we were doing it missionary style on our bed. It was just your ordinary making love session in an ordinary place, time and position between two ordinary lovers. Unlike the past two times when we did it in a school classroom, or even in an infirmary, this was nothing really special in comparison.
Apparently exhausted from our sexual intercourse, Hiwa dropped her legs down onto the bed. She sagged her head in the pillow, sinking in as much as possible, closed her sleepy eyes, and rested her arms. One of them was laying across her stomach, while the other loosely fell to her side on the bed with a plop. She breathed high yet slow breaths of oxygen lingering in the air.
Her ample, completely naked figure was illuminated by the moon peering through the curtains. I could make out three lines of thick white light shining over her. One was giving light to her breasts, and even though her nipples had already returned back to their normal state, they were as noticeable as ever, as well. The other one was shining right above her cute belly button, accentuating the little hole just as much. And the last one, just like the other two, was showing off a rather sensitive area too. It was still dripping with both mine and her fluids. Needless to say, the body part in questing was her vagina. The light clearly shined over her oval-shaped pussy. It was as dirty as ever, and while our fluids only reinforced that thought, the light hovering over it made me see it in a new light (pun intended).
To be frank, her pussy was beautiful. There was not a single strand of hair on it. She always made sure to shave it whenever just one black pest peeked its ugly head out. I don't think I would find it to be as attractive as I make it out to be had a murky forest been growing on her. Especially, had that forest been brightened by this light. But from this angle, it just seem so... mesmerizing. I can't help but keep my eyes on it. I wouldn't say I'm turned on. In fact, I'm not feeling it at all. My dick is as limp as it was when I was born. Rather, it's just nice to look at it. Have you ever had that feeling when you're captivated by something but have no desire to exploit it? Say, the Eiffel Tower. It looks beautiful when you're looking at it from a distance, but I have no strong wish to go to the top. That's pretty much how I feel about Hiwa's vagina right now. It's a pink flower full of beauty that should only be corrupted when it so desires.
Wait, did I seriously just compare a woman's genitals to a building, one that just so happens to be a famous tower? Sometimes, I wonder what's wrong with me.
"Anyway, we should clean this mess before the semen becomes dry."
"Ahh... haa..."
She's already sleeping? Well, after having her tits toyed with, nipples pinched and sucked, pussy licked, and harshly pounded twice, it shouldn't really come of as a surprise to anyone.
I get up and take out a couple of tissues. I clean her vagina, myself and the soaked bed sheets with them as quietly as I can to not wake Hiwa up. Once I'm done, I throw the now-dirty tissues into the trash bin a few steps away.
I let out a yawn as I stretch my arms out. Feeling tired, I fall down onto the bed beside her and cover our naked bodies with a warm blanket. As I'm laying down, I look at Hiwa's face. Her eyes are closed and she's fast asleep. The only sounds that can be heard are the light inhales and exhales she's making due to the responsibilities of her respiratory system.
I reach my lips out and give her a quick kiss on the forehead. Perhaps feeling my sudden action, her lips form themselves into a small but sweet smile. Her unconscious gesture made me smile myself.
"I love you."
I really do love her.
I whisper those short yet highly significant words quietly into her ear.
Satisfied by her smile, I lay my head down, letting the soft pillow envelop me into a world of dreams...
"Come on Hiwa, just a few more!"
"Ah, I can't..."
"You have to!"
"But..."
"Come on, only twelve more."
"Okay."
I'm watching Hiwa as she's doing her morning squats.
A few weeks ago, we decided to strengthen our bodies by exercising, which, of course, meant running as long a distance as possible. But before running, you always need to stretch your body, and maybe do some squats, push-ups and sit-ups. Since we are always doing this outside the apartment on the ground, we decided to omit the latter two exercises, but instead stick to a routine of fifty squats each. At first, we only did fifteen because we were beginners, but I soon began to gradually increase the amount of squats we were doing every day. And so, we finally came to a total of fifty of them. It may sound a lot at first, but after you get used to doing a low amount of fifteen every day, you begin to get bored of it and want to challenge yourself by posing harder tasks on your body.
It would appear that Hiwa's body isn't as flexible or endurable as mine, so she's having a bit of a problem with doing so many of them at once. I guess that's to be expected. She's a woman, and I'm a man, after all. But even so, after having no problems with them before, I assumed she wouldn't have any with them now. That was a mistake on my part.
Being a woman, she was always a bit slow with them as well. Even when we were still just doing fifteen, it'd usually take her a few more seconds to finish than me. However, as she continued to practice, she got faster and better, but I see now that fifty was a bit too much for her.
"Forty-nine... ahh, fifty...!"
Having finally finished, Hiwa collapses onto the ground beneath her. With closed eyes, she catches her breath. The way her limbs are spread out in that dark red tracksuit reminds me of a certain starfish from a certain cartoon... Okay, I should really stop with this weird comparisons.
"Hiwa, you done yet?"
"Ahh, I'm just so exhausted..."
"You know that was just a warm up, and the real deal is about to come?"
"Haa... just give me a minute..."
I put a hand over my forehead and sigh to myself.
After about a minute has passed, Hiwa sluggishly gets up. She stands up, still releasing a few rough breaths of hot air every few seconds. We haven't even began running yet and I can already see the sweat oozing all over her tracksuit. Guess those squats really did a number on her, huh?
"Are you going to be alright?"
"Yes, I'm all good! Just seeing Senpai is enough to replenish my exhaustion with energy!"
"Let's just hope that's gonna last you for two kilometers."
"No worries. As long as you're near me, I'll be able to push through!"
"Glad to hear that. Anyway, now that you're fully prepared and ready to run, we should go."
"Okay!"
Hiwa and I ready ourselves. We both stretch our muscles and bones one last time. Closing our eyes, we take a deep long breath, replenishing our lungs with fresh morning air. As if in sync, we open them back and start running.
...
...
...
"Haa... haa... haa..."
"Haa... haa... haa..."
We dashed off a few minutes ago.
Our running distance is two kilometers long. The previous week, it had been just one. However, after witnessing Hiwa being able to catch up with me and without asking for any breaks, I decided to increase the distance by one kilometer. At first, I was pumped about running more than usual, but when we started, I quickly found myself getting quiet sweaty, and by the end of our running session, I was completely worn out. Even so, despite collapsing onto the couch the moment I entered our apartment, I still decided to stick to running two kilometers.
Hiwa, on the other hand, wasn't as pleased by it. She had some minor problems with our previous running schedule, but quickly grew accustomed to it. But when she had to face with the increased number of squats, plus the running distance, she was quiet exhausted by the end of it as well. Whenever we got home after that, she'd always go shower first to rinse the sweat off her and clean her body. According to her, girls have to stay clean and beautiful at all times, so I didn't complain and just let her do as she pleased.
Anyway, back to the running. Our destination was the same as our previous one. We'd run to school which was standing at half our distance and back. It was no different with our current schedule either. My plan was simple. We'd run to the school using as many roads and side pathways as possible. The longer, the better. When we'd get to school, we'd turn around and run back home in the exact same way, just in reverse.
Judging by the road we were currently running on, I'd say we had about one half more to get to the school. In other words, we were 25% done with the full course. But for some reason, we were both feeling very tired. Thanks to the long love making session we had last night, we stayed up a bit longer than usual, and had to wake up earlier as well. In total, we had about five hours of sleep, which isn't good at all. I don't even know how we managed to get out of bed. Come to think of it, Hiwa was soundly sleeping even as the alarm was going off... She's an extremely tight sleeper, apparently. I mean, I don't think I would have been able to ignore one of the most annoying sounds of all time and continue to sleep like she did. I had to shake her in order to wake her up. At one point, I was afraid I was going to have to pour a bucket of ice-cold water on her... I think that's more than enough proof to know just how tightly she actually sleeps.
Anyway, after waking up, we splashed water onto our faces to get rid of the sleepiness. Then, we put on our tracksuits and quickly found ourselves doing squats.
"Haa... Senpai..."
"Huh?"
Hiwa breaks my train of thought by calling me while breathing roughly.
"I need... a break..."
"Only a few more meters and we'll be there. Just turn around the corner here and..."
The building complex of the school comes into our view. Seeing that, Hiwa's faces brightens and she hastily quickness the pace of her jogging. Before I know it, she's already passed me.
"What the...?"
She's running as fast as she can, her ponytail styled hair swaying behind her. Realizing how big of a distance she's created, I increase my running pace as well. But to no avail. It's not like I was planning on catching up to her after seeing the huge gap between us, but I wasn't planning on being left behind so much either.
"Boy, you sure run fast when you want to, haa..."
"Haha..."
After Hiwa reached the front entrance, she let her body slide down against one of the pillars. About a dozen seconds after that, I came running toward her. I stopped in my tracks and placed my hands to my knees while slightly crouching. Both of us were panting like crazy.
"Anyway, wanna take a break now? I don't think I can stand any longer." Saying that, I let my body slowly fall onto the ground right next to Hiwa's own.
"Sure... But let's go to somewhere where there's a shade, first." Voicing her thoughts, she stood back up.
"Just one more minute... I think I'm gonna die..."
"Oh, now you're the one asking for more time, huh Senpai?"
"I can't help it."
"Hehe. Sure, I'll wait."
"How come you're so hyper, anyway?"
"Hmm... Well, after seeing the school in front of us, the rest of my adrenaline kicked in and I forgot that I was even feeling exhausted, I guess."
"That so?"
"Yep. Now, let's go, Senpai!"
"Ah, just one—"
Not even hearing my words, Hiwa crouched down, took both my hands, and yanked me upwards to my feet.
"There we go."
"Wow!"
That was so sudden, I wasn't even able to register what happened at that moment. She just did that like it was the easiest thing in the world. I don't know if she's that strong or what, but it sure took me off guard. I have to say though, my head lightly grazed against her breasts when she did that. I mean, they're just so enormous, I wouldn't have been able to avoid them even if I wanted to.
"Let's go, Senpai!"
She takes my hand in hers, and leads me inside the school.
It's quiet. Too quiet.
Currently, Hiwa and I are walking down the school halls while holding hands. It's pretty weird, to be honest. Usually, there'd be crowds of students all over the school, doing all kinds of stuff, yet there's not a single soul here. Besides us, that is. There was that one time when we ended up having sex in the infirmary, and just like then, there was almost nobody around, safe for maybe a few delinquents and some teachers. But now and then are different. Last time, I injured my knee, which by the way, healed relatively fast, and so I wasn't really concerned if anyone would see us. Now though, we're holding hands and I'm fully aware of what might others think we're doing here if anyone sees us.
We're completely covered in sweat, our faces are filled with red to the brim, and we're still letting out some rough breaths every now and again. Yep, if someone were to see us, there'd definitely be some misunderstandings to clear. I highly doubt that they would think that we were running, of all things. Both of us do have tracksuits on, but still. Knowing high school boys and girls, the rumors would start the very next day, even though it is a summer break.
"Ahh..."
We reach a small area filled with vending machines.
"I'm thirsty, Senpai. Can you get me something to drink?"
"Sure. But don't you have your own money?"
"We usually just run to school and back, so I never take any to begin with."
"I see. I always pack a few coins with me just in case. What do you want?"
"Just some orange juice."
"I think I'll have some apple juice myself."
I take out a few coins and insert them into the machine. There was a crackle, and the machine threw the desired cans down. I crouched and picked them up.
"Here."
"Thanks, Senpai!"
When I reached to hand Hiwa her drink, she took it while expressing her thanks.
I hastily open my can and take a long sip. Sweet, cold liquid pours down my throat. Every time my throat swallows it, loud gulps can be heard. Before I know it, I've already finished drinking from my can.
"Ahhhhhh, that feels so good."
Having finished, I exhaled a loud breath. I threw the empty can into a nearby trash bin.
"Mmmm... Hmmm... Haa..."
Hearing some weird sounds, I looked back at Hiwa. She seemed to be struggling with opening her can.
"Need a hand?"
"Ah yes, I would appreciate it very much."
She handed it back to me and I opened it with ease. I knew Hiwa wasn't that strong, but I didn't think she'd have a problem with something simple as opening a can of juice. Especially with all the exercising we'd been doing for the past couple weeks. And didn't she just pull me to my feet a couple moments ago?
"How come you weren't able to open it?"
"To be perfectly honest, I never bought something from a vending machine, let alone opened a can..."
"Ah, I guess I shouldn't be too surprised about it then. Though I am quite surprised how you never got anything from one of these. Don't students come here pretty often for that?"
"Ahaha, I never really needed to buy anything from here, so I never came in the first place."
"I see."
I give the can back to her. Greedily, she brings it to her mouth and drinks it in one go.
"Ahhhhhh, it feels really good to drink something cold after running so much."
"Yeah, it's amazing. Anyway, we should probably get out of here, now."
"Huh, what's with the rush all of a sudden?"
"I don't think it'd be a good idea to let people see us all sweaty here like this."
"Why?"
"Well, you know, all kinds of rumors would start going around if someone were to see us. I mean, we're all covered in sweat, in our tracksuits, breathing heavily, and our faces are still red... So it would be just really awkward. Plus, we wouldn't want any misunderstandings, would we?"
"I suppose you're right..."
"We should head home, then. But let's not run, this time. I'm so exhausted, I can't do it anymore."
"Oho, but weren't you the one who raised the distance to two kilometers, Senpai?"
"I was, yes. But after realizing that it's almost impossible for us to do it, especially in this heat, I think I'll probably lower it to fifteen hundred meters."
"Giving up, already?"
"Well, if you think you can run so much, then by all means, please do so."
"Hehe, I was just joking."
"And I have had enough of your tits bouncing around all the time."
"Were you looking at my boobs again, Senpai?"
"I managed to control myself, and somehow managed to avoid looking at them. Otherwise, we would probably be in the nurse's office right about now."
"Ahaha, that's true. Not like you would mind that..."
Saying this, Hiwa puts a shy smile on her face. She's right though. If I ended up falling down and injuring myself like last time, then we would have probably been in the infirmary doing the thing right now.
"We shouldn't talk about this here..."
"Hehe, okay, let's go then."
I try to escape the topic by saying how we should change our location, and sensing my implication, she complies.
We go outside the school premises and exit through the main entrance. On the way there, we encounter nobody, as if we're living all by ourselves. We find ourselves to be on a sidewalk.
"Back to our previous discussion, what was that about my boobs, Senpai?"
"I see you're not letting go of that topic."
"Yup."
"Haa... It's just that they're always bouncing like crazy and we need to do something about that. It's both for mine and your sake."
"Well, we can't do much about that, can we? You can't go against the laws of physics."
"True. But to think that they would be bouncing like that even through a sports bra..."
"Huh? What did you just say?"
"I said, how they shouldn't have been able to bounce like that when they're confined by a sports bra."
"Uhh, about that..."
"Hiwa."
"Yes, Senpai?"
"Don't tell me you're not wearing a sports bra."
"..."
"I see."
So, all this time, she wasn't even wearing a sports bra. Instead, she had a regular one on. To think that all this time, she had a normal bra... No wonder her tits were always swaying like that.
A sports bra was specifically designed for women to wear during physical exercise to prevent, or at the very least, minimize the unnecessary movements of their breasts as well as to help them form feeling any discomfort. Yet despite that, Hiwa hasn't worn one all this time. This is making me wonder if she's even aware of the existence of sports bras.
"Hiwa, do you know what a sports bra even is?"
"A special type of bra that helps women by decreasing the bouncing of their breasts when indulging in training or any kind of exercise."
"Such as..."
"Uh... doing squats."
"Or..."
"Running..."
"Yep. Now then, please do tell, why haven't you got one on?"
"Um, why are you talking so polite all of a sudden, despite your eyes looking kind of scary, Senpai?"
"Never mind my manner of speech, or how my eyes look. Just answer the question."
"Uh... I don't have one."
"Then you should buy it. Why didn't you is the real question here."
"Well, telling you, Senpai, would have been embarrassing."
"So you kept your mouth shut all this time?"
"Yes..."
"Haa..."
Seriously?! She didn't say a thing about this because she was embarrassed? I know it's pretty ordinary to keep a few secrets to yourself, even from your lover, but this is honestly something she should have brought up before we even started exercising, regardless of her embarrassment. I can't believe she stayed quiet all this time and suffered in silence. She had to endure the swaying of her breasts for almost a full month. In a way, it's her own fault for not letting me know the pain she's been experiencing, but I also feel kinda guilty for not noticing anything myself. Especially considering I'm her boyfriend. I mean, she could have always sneaked outside and procure herself a sports bra when I wasn't looking, but she didn't. And I was the one who had to keep away from at her bouncing breasts. Wait, doesn't that mean it's technically her fault for that one time I injured my knee. She did provide some service after that, so I'm not about to complain, but still. Come to think of it, she did have a yellow undershirt on when she unzipped the top part of her tracksuit... I must've been preoccupied with her boobs to notice anything at the time.
*sigh*
"Okay Hiwa, listen up here."
"Yes, Senpai?"
"Today, after we're done with lunch, we'll go together to a shopping mall and buy you a sports bra. Understand?"
"Yes, Senpai!"
"Good."
Immediately, her face brightens up and she becomes her usual cheery self. I like this Hiwa the best. Who doesn't, really?
"And also..."
"Huh?"
"Next time you've got a problem of similar kind, tell me about it. I don't care if you're embarrassed or whatever, I just want to know when you're having any kinds of problems, okay? It doesn't matter whether it's laughable or outright agonizing, you need to tell me regardless of those facts. I'm always here to help. I mean, I'm your boyfriend. Sure, I may not be the most reliable one out there, but I'll still be there with you when you need me."
"Okay, Senpai..."
"That didn't sound very convincing. Come on, say it louder and clearer!"
"I'll always tell you when I'm having a problem! I promise!"
"Pinky promise?"
"Pinky promise."
I extend my pinky and she does the same. We intertwine them, hugging each other's finger in the process. After a few seconds, we let go.
"I'll keep your word for it. But if you lied just now, I might have to give you a spanking."
"No! Anything but that!"
"Then just stay true to your word and tell me when you're having problems, and I won't have to unleash a single hand on your buttocks. Good girls don't get spanked, after all."
"Don't worry, Senpai. I promise I'll tell you everything from now one."
"That's all I wanted to hear from you. Okay then, let's go home."
"Yeah! By the way, Senpai..."
"Hm?"
"Thanks for being so kind to me. Your words really made my day."
"Good to know."
Under the blazing sun, we walk back home, hand in hand.
After we got home from our daily jog, both of us took rather long showers. We had breakfast right after that. Ever since we stated running, not only did our schedules, but also breakfasts took a drastic change. Usually, we had some eggs, bacon and salad. Now though, we're always plenty exhausted whenever we get home, so we just eat some fruit and that's it. Then, depending on the day, we either go to school or relax. But considering it's currently summer break, we've just been letting our bodies rest. Once school begins, we're probably going to have to cut some days, though. Anyway, we had a fully served lunch at noon and went to where we're right now: the shopping mall.
"Okay, we're here."
"There's so many people."
"Well yeah. This is a shopping mall, after all."
Hiwa seemed to be surprised by the amount of people that were walking around us. At first glance, it was almost like there was no free space here at all. The entire pavement we were standing on was occupied with people of all ages. They were walking in various directions. From what I could see through the glass windows, the stores themselves seemed to be full as well. It was a struggle to even breathe, let alone move freely.
"Hiwa, hold my hand."
"Okay."
She grasped my outstretched hand, letting her fingers entwine around mine in a tight embrace.
"No matter what, hold on tightly and don't let go. Otherwise, me might get separated and get lost."
"We do have our phones with us, so even if we get lost, it shouldn't really be a problem to find each other again."
"That would only work under normal circumstances. There's not a chance we're gonna find each other in this massive crowd of people. So just in case, don't let go."
I tightened the grip on her hand, letting her know how serious I was about this. Through the corner of my eye, I could see her firmly nod her head once.
As we delved deeper into the place, the voices of the people around us grew louder to the point where we had to shout in order to talk to each other, so we just went quiet. Everyone was bumping into each other. We had no choice but to get close as possible, which meant our shoulders were touching. Had she not been my girlfriend, but instead a normal girl who'd gone out on a date with me, I'd be blushing so hard right. But I'm already used to physical contact with her, so that's not a problem.
With sheer determination, we continue to make our way slowly to our destination. Like I mentioned this morning, we're here to buy Hiwa a sports bra or two. This is the kinda shopping a girl usually does by herself or with her friends, and definitely not with a guy. She said she was embarrassed to even talk about it, so I thought she'd faint from having to do this with me. But I guess she knew she couldn't shake me off even if she tried, so she just accepted it.
"Ah, there!"
All of a sudden, I spot the exact shop we were looking for and shout loud enough for her to hear me. On reflex, Hiwa turns her head in the direction my finger is pointing. I strongly grip Hiwa's hand and pull her with me.
"Senpai?!"
I fight my way through the crowd of people. It's tough, but I manage somehow. The people keep yelling at me for getting in their way, but I do my best to ignore them and push forward.
After a bunch of bumping into random people, we finally reach a place with some space. It's a lot easier to breathe now, as well as to move. It feels like the shackles around my limbs broke, setting me free.
"That was tough, but we did it somehow."
"Haa... yeah."
"Okay then, let's go."
"Um, Senpai, you're still holding my hand. It kind of hurts."
"Ah, sorry."
Upon voicing her discomfort, I immediately released her hand.
We continue to walk and make our way towards the store. Once we step in the appropriate distance, the automatic doors open. We go inside the store.
"Wow, it's huge."
"It sure is."
Both Hiwa and I are amazed by the size of this thing. Even from the outside, this thing looks big, but it's the inside that really shows it off. As you would expect, there's plenty of decoration with a bunch of small shops. There's all kinds of clothing shops, which includes many different ones for both men and women. Some food shops that have fruit, vegetables, meat, etc. But the one we're looking for is the one for sports equipment.
"Sports equipment, sports equipment..."
We walk further inside while looking for the shop in question. After some minor trouble, we finally find it to be at the very end of the store.
We go inside and a shop assistant approaches us.
"What do you want?"
Well then... The shop assistant in question doesn't appear to be very friendly, nor is she polite. You would usually expect them to ask you something along the lines of "How may I help you?" in a very lenient tone of voice. But not only is she rude with an irritated voice to boot, but also has that scowl on her face. Almost like she's having a bad day. I guess I can understand her to some degree. Having to work at one place and always ask customers what do they need can be very repetitive. Then again, isn't every job repetitive? Like, if you're working at the cash register, all you're going to do is stand there and sell the products. Or if you're a teacher, your main job is going to be teaching students all day long with some side things like preparing the tests and doing some paperwork.
"Um... well..."
To be honest, I'm a little embarrassed to tell her that we need a sports bra. I mean, with that look on her face and that imposing stance, she'll probably glare at me like I'm walking thrash for asking for something like that. And the worst part about it is that the shop assistant is a female. I do have a girl with me, so I don't know why someone would come to a conclusion of me being a pervert (even though I am one). In fact, it would probably just reinforce that fact by making her even more suspicious precisely because I have a girl with me. The moment I would utter those words, she'd probably think of me as a pervert who has a fetish for sports bras... Why would a girl go shopping with a guy for a sports bra, anyway? That's right. She wouldn't. And that's exactly what's scaring me. Not to mention, I was the one who told Hiwa we're going to go buy her one after lunch. This really makes me seem like a pervert. Oh well... Better to just accept that fact and move on with my life than agonize over it in misery.
"Uh... about that..."
"We need a sports bra."
Just as I'm stumbling over my words, Hiwa says what we need without any kind of shyness whatsoever.
Uh, excuse me, but what the hell?! Wasn't she the one who said she was shy and couldn't go buy one because of embarrassment. Yet now, she uttered those words clearly enough for both me and the shop assistant to hear, without fidgeting in the slightest.
"We have that in the back, over there."
The shop assistant turned around, her irritated look still tightly glued to her face, and pointed a finger in the direction of sports bras.
"If you have any questions, please don't ask me."
"Uhhh... Thanks, I guess?"
With that, she turns and leaves.
Well, that was... weird, to say the least. Thankfully, she didn't glare at me. Actually, she didn't even look at me at all. Did she even register what Hiwa said we wanted? Sure enough, she pointed her finger in the right direction, but it's a bit weird how she hasn't said anything about it. Maybe she's one of those types that just looks irritated all the time due to the stress of her job, is not a bad person, and just doesn't care what people buy? Seems to be that way. Though, the way she nonchalantly said that about not asking her any questions was pretty rude. At least she said "please". She probably realized we were a couple of high school students, so she didn't care if she acted that way toward us.
Hiwa and I watch her leave in silence. She makes sure to distance herself quite a few meters away from us. It's probably to avoid the awkwardness.
We try to forget what just happened as we proceed to walk towards the section with sports bras. Looking at it from this distance, there's plenty to choose from. From many different colors and sizes to various shapes and the tightness of the bras themselves.
"Which one do you want?"
"Umm..."
"Hiwa?"
"Ahaha... It's a little bit embarrassing shopping for such clothing with you, Senpai."
"Ah, yeah... it kinda is, now that you mention it..."
Now I understand how she felt when she told me about it. Although, I'd say it's far more embarrassing for me than it is for her. Just think about it. A guy shopping with his girlfriend for a sports bra in a store intended for women only, and with multiple females looking at him with suspicion in their eyes...
"*cough* Um, anyway, let's just get this over with. The sooner the better."
"Yes, I agree. Hrm, let's see..."
She turns her gaze to the bras in front of her. She looks at them, eyeing each one very carefully. Until she finally locks her gaze on one. The sports bra she's looking at appears to be light gray. The kind you usually see women wear. The most common examples are usually varieties of gray and black. Actually, I have no idea what color of sports bras women wear. I'm only going off by what I'd seen on television. But anyway, regardless of the color, there seems to be one very problematic issue with it. Namely, the size...
"It's way too small." I whisper those words quietly enough for her to hear.
"I hate to admit it, but that appears to be the case..." Hiwa confirms it.
Needless to say, the difference between the size of the bra and Hiwa's breasts is simply enormous. If she were to just try to put it on, it either wouldn't fit or her boobs would completely tear the fabric off. While the latter sounds like it would be a very pleasant scenario to watch, we're here for a serious reason. So I can't just go goofing around about that now, no matter how tempting it may sound. Even though I'm pretty sure there's no way this tight type of fabric would be torn by something as soft as boobs.
"We'll have to ask them if they have a bigger size."
"I guess we will..."
I look around the shop. The only figures present here besides us are some other costumers, all female, the cashier and the stressful shop assistant from before. The customers are all doing their own things, so asking them such a stupid question would be downright embarrassing. Besides, I highly doubt that they even know where the people who work here keep the clothes not placed on the shelves and hangers.
The cashier is talking with one of the customers, so we probably shouldn't bother her. She seems to be friendly enough, unlike her coworker here, so waiting for her to finish would be our best option. Just as I'm thinking that, a good amount of other customers that have been looking around and trying the clothes approach the person who's currently talking to the cashier, forming a rather lengthy line of about dozen people in total. It seems as though our chances of talking to the cashier suddenly became non-existent.
Wait a second! How come all the customers just so happened to finish with whatever they were doing the moment I began thinking about waiting for the cashier to be free? Something seems really fishy about this. It feels like Fate itself is hinting that my plan shouldn't be carried out. Like it's telling me that the cashier is a no go. Which leaves us with only one option...
...the shop assistant.
I look in her direction and our gazes meet for a moment. Intimidated by her sharp glare, I gulp and quickly avert my eyes. She's leaning against the wall in the back, arms crossed right under her chest, and one leg bent so that it's pressed on the wall with her knee sticking out. She looks like something akin to an isolated delinquent from high school. And her young appearance only reinforces that thought. Now I'm scared of approaching her for a completely different reason. She also said that we shouldn't bother her with questions.
Now what?
I guess it's time for me to swallow my pride and go over there.
"Hiwa, I'm going to talk to her for a bit. You just stay here."
"Okay, Senpai."
I take a deep breath. My feet slowly start moving, as if they've got a mind of their own. I'm drawing closer and closer. Even though the customers are happily chattering to one another, my ears can only register the sounds of me walking. My steps may seem quiet at first, but I can hear them as clearly as the chirping of the birds.
Before I know it, I've approached the shop assistant. Her formidable self made her seem like she's an eternity away. Yet it didn't take long for me to walk to her at all.
"What? You gonna confess your love for me or what?"
"Uh..."
"Isn't that your girlfriend over there? You've got guts approaching another woman when you already have a girl with you. Just trying to two-time is bad. It'll get back at you later in life. Guaranteed."
"I... uh... No, that's not it!"
"Oh, really? How disappointingly boring."
"H-Huh?"
What's with this woman?
"I'm pretty sure I told you not to ask me any questions, so what are you even doing here?"
"Y-Yes, you did. But the cashier didn't seem to be free."
"That so? When one woman doesn't want you, you immediately run to one closest to you, huh? Men are all the same, after all."
"Um, that's not really the case..."
"Well, whatever. So, what do you need?"
"A-A larger sports b-bra."
I mutter those words pretty quietly and hesitantly. Despite my stumbling, she doesn't ask me to state my request again. Guess she heard it well enough the first time.
"A larger sports bra? Hrm..." For some reason, she directs her gaze onto my chest. "I'm sorry to say, but I'm fairly positive no bra would fit your slender build, let alone a sports one."
"Huh? Are you kidding me? The damn thing isn't for me!"
"Then who is it for? Don't tell me you've got a fetish for that kinda thing. Or maybe you plan to dress up as a woman? Or do you, by some unfortunate chance, have gynecomastia?"
I can't tell if this woman is genuinely stupid or is having a lot of fun screwing with me. Also, what the hell does that last one even mean?
I take a deep inhale and exhale as loudly as I can.
"Listen, I don't know why you're acting like this, but let me kindly explain that the sports bra is for my girlfriend over there, and not for me."
"That a fact?"
"Yes!"
"Why didn't you say that in the first place, then?"
"Because... Haa, I don't even care anymore..."
I think I'm gonna cry...
"Hey there, what'd ya looking sad like that all of a sudden?"
"..."
"Kh, pfffft."
"Huh?"
I look up, only to see her laughing hysterically. All the customers stop talking and turn their curious gazes in this direction. Even the cashier is looking in disbelief. For a few seconds, her laughter is the only sound to be heard in the shop.
After a while, her laughter ceases to be, and everyone gets back to what they were doing before, as if nothing happened at all.
"Haha... Your reactions are really amusing."
"Thanks, I guess?"
I don't even know what the hell happened...
"So, you need a sports bra, you say?"
And she's back to her usual, cold self. At least this time, she appears to be genuinely asking the question without and malicious intent hiding behind it.
"Yes."
"We first need to know your girlfriend's bust size."
"Right."
She starts walking in front of me. I have absolutely no idea what's with this woman, and I'll probably never find out. It's not that she's unpleasant (probably), but she's kind of... eccentric. I really don't know what to think of her. Maybe she's misunderstood by the people around her? If that's the case, she's got no one but herself to blame for that.
We approach Hiwa.
"Ah, Senpai! What was that laughing before?"
"Nothing to ponder over for." The shop assistant cuts me off. "Anyway, your boyfriend here told me you're in need of a sports bra, but none of the sizes displayed here match yours?"
"Yes, that's right."
"In that case, I'm gonna need you to tell me your si...ze." She looks at Hiwa's breasts, not moving a single muscle. "They're, uh, certainly very big for a girl your age. I can see why none of them would fit. In fact, I've never met a woman with as big a rack as yours."
If it wasn't clear before, this woman is very blunt. Astoundingly so, to the point where pointing out people's breast size seems like an everyday greeting. It's not a bad trait to have, per say, but you should know when to hold back a little.
"Ahaha..." I laugh awkwardly.
"So, your bust size..."
"Ah, it's ninety-three centimeters, I think..."
"Ninety-three... Holy cow, that's enormous." She proceed to cough twice. "I'll go get you one of the appropriate size, then."
She leaves.
"She sure is pretty weird, isn't she?"
"It's rude to call other people weird, Senpai."
"Yeah, you're right. But still, the way she acts and stuff... is not very fit of a person whose job is to assist people when they're shopping. There's a reason why she's a "shop assistant". Yet despite that, she behaves like a rebellious teenager who was caught doing something bad and now has to work here under her parents' supervision as a punishment."
What if that's actually the case? The only part that doesn't fit that description is where I called her a "rebellious teenager". If you were to change that into "rebellious adult," she would perfectly fit the bill.
"When you put it that way, I have no choice but to agree."
As we're talking to one another, the shop assistant comes back. She's holding a hanger in her hand with a sports bra.
"Here. Try this." She takes the bra off and hands it to Hiwa. "The changing booth is right there."
Hiwa takes it and begins to go in the direction of her index finger. The changing booth isn't that far off. She draws the curtain to the left, enters and puts is back.
After a minute or so, she finishes changing.
"Okay, I'm done."
"Well, how is it?"
"Why don't you see for yourself?"
Before Hiwa can even answer, the shop assistant draws the curtain open.
"Ah!"
Hiwa is standing there with the gray sports bra on... and a pair of pink panties...
Wait, What?!
Oh, that's right! Up until now, she was in her casual clothes; pink dress. Therefore, if she wanted to put the sports bra on, she had to take the entire thing off... which left her lower body covered only with her panties.
"Wow..."
"Um, Senpai, this is really embarrassing."
She mumbles some words as she fidgets around with her hands covering her chest and panties.
"Pretty amazing, if I do so say myself." The shop assistant raises an eyebrow as her tone of voice becomes more enthusiastic. "You're really rocking that figure, girl."
"Ahaha, thanks."
"So, what'd ya think of it?"
"Uh, ah... Yeah, it's definitely good."
Prompted by her question, I give her a somewhat hesitant answer. Hiwa really is amazing in this. And I'm not just talking about the bra...
"Hm... Come over here for a second."
"Huh? O-Okay."
She tells Hiwa to exit the booth and she complies. Hiwa pauses for a second, as leaving out of the changing booth when you're practically naked doesn't sound like a good idea, but soon walks out. I don't know why she's telling her to step out, but I'm not about to complain.
"Hrm..."
"Um..."
"You have really big boobs, you know that?"
"Ahaha, yeah."
"Can I touch them for a bit?"
"Ah..."
Wow, say what?! I'm completely baffled by what she just said. I knew she was really straightforward, but not to this degree. This woman is the epitome of bluntness. She truly is a forced to be reckoned with!
"I'm sure your boyfriend wouldn't mind if a girl touched them, would he?"
To be perfectly honest, I wouldn't mind it all that much. A girl touching another girl's breasts is A-okay by me. Had it been a guy, though... we'd have bloodshed going around right this moment. But like I said, I don't have any problems with girls touching each other. In fact, I think I've seen some girls from Hiwa's class touch each other's boobs and slap butts when they had PE. I was quite pleased by the sight, I couldn't avert my eyes, so I have no right to refuse her wish. That would just make me look like a hypocrite. Plus, after seeing how big Hiwa's boobs are, I highly doubt anyone would be able to hold themselves back.
"If she wants to touch them, then I have nothing against it."
"If you say so, Senpai. I don't have any problems with it myself."
"Perfect." A sadistic smirk appears on the shop assistant's face and she eagerly raises her arms, as if to intimidate Hiwa before touching her breasts. "Excuse me!"
She puts both her hands on Hiwa's breasts. At the contact, Hiwa lets out a sexual moan. As if powered by her moans, the shop assistant begins fondling her boobs.
"Wow... So big and soft... If only mine were like this, every man would become a slave to my body."
Yeah, this is getting kinda creepy. But she speaks the truth. Hiwa's body really is something akin to a man magnet. Unfortunately for her, the other part of her sentence is correct as well. The shop assistant's breasts are, well... rather modest, to say the least. If I had to guess, they'd be a B-cup. Given her moderate breast size, I find it no brain teaser as to why she would want to touch her breasts.
"Very nice." She gives Hiwa's breasts one last squeeze and pinches her nipples through the bra. "What perky nipples you have there."
"Ahaha, yeah."
She releases her breasts, only to grab Hiwa by her waist and turn her around. She immediately grabs a handful of her ass.
"Tight ass you got there." She squeezes her right ass cheek. "Nice and firm."
"Ah, ahh..."
This is an extremely lewd yet unrealistic scenario I'm currently watching. But hey, I have no complains. She really knows how to grab ass. Has she been doing this to all the female customers? What is she's a lesbian? Given her personality, I wouldn't be surprised if she pretended she was disinterested on the outside but actually couldn't keep herself in check on the inside. Considering her previous comment about men falling for her if she had bigger breasts, that theory doesn't hold. So she may be bisexual. And just so you know, I have nothing against lesbians, or gays in general.
"Quite a feast you've prepared for your boyfriend." She lets go of Hiwa's ass, only to bring her hand back and give it a nice slap. "Be sure to keep that ass in check. Guys love nice asses."
"Ah, uh, thank you...?"
"Good then. So you gonna buy it?"
As if nothing had happened, the shop assistant changes the topic back to the sports bra.
"Yes, it fits perfectly."
"Then just take it to the cash register when you take it off. The line is almost done, so you shouldn't be waiting long. I have other things to do. And by the way..." She draws closer to Hiwa and gives her ass another slap. "You should visit this shop more often."
"Au..." On reflex, Hiwa quickly covers her butt cheeks.
"Heh. Well, see you next time." She winks at us and turns on her heel.
To sum up what just happened. We entered this shop in order to get Hiwa a sports bra. In the process of doing so, we encountered a very weird female shop assistant that seemed angry at first, but turned out be a rather interesting person. She gave us the bra of right size. However, she was really interested in Hiwa's body and touched her breasts and butt. And while we're there, she sure slapped her booty quite nicely. The amount of force she put into her hand and wobbling of Hiwa's butt made me think she was a professional ass slapper or something.
"Well then, we should probably finish what we came for here."
"Yes, I agree."
Hiwa goes inside the changing booth. Seconds later, she emerges with her pink dress back on. We go to the cash register, pay for the bra and exit the shop.
"I don't think I've ever seen something like this in my life."
"She was a bit weird, but didn't seem like a bad person."
"Yeah, I guess."
...
...
...
We've finished what we originally came here to do. The automatic doors open and we exit the shop. We're walking down the store, a bag with Hiwa's bra dangling in my hand, when...
"Ah!"
"What? You see something?"
"Ah, well... that."
She points in the direction of another shop. The shop seems to be ordinary enough, and I don't see anything worth noting about it.
"And?"
"I want to go inside for a bit."
"Why?"
"Y-You'll see when we go inside."
"Okay."
We approach the shop, my gaze fixated on the door. I don't even know what kind of shop this even is. Well whatever, I'll know soon enough.
We approach the entrance and the doors open. We step inside.
"This is..." An absurd amount of colorful clothing greets my eyes. The thing is, this "clothing" isn't just your typical clothes, but rather... "...a lingerie shop." I whisper quietly.
People turn around to look at us. All the stares piercing me seem to be coming from the female customers. This is bad.
Suddenly, a female shop assistant with bright brown hair tied into a bun and orange eyes approaches us. "Welcome. How may I help you?" She has a bright smile on her face and is quiet cheery, unlike the shop assistant from the previous shop.
"Uh, I..."
"We would like to just look around for now."
"Okay! Call me if you need anything."
Before I could even say anything, Hiwa cut in and made her leave.
"Um Hiwa, why did you drag me here?"
"Well, I just saw this and wanted to see what kind of underwear they have here."
She is a girl, after all. Of course she'd be interested in this kind of underwear.
"Okay then, let's look around."
"Yes..."
I lead the way. I make sure to go in the direction with the least amount of people, as it's pretty awkward when you're the only guy in a lingerie shop with women looking at you with great suspicion and disgust in their eyes.
"How do you like this one?" I unconsciously take a hanger with a full set of lingerie.
"T-That's a bit daring, b-but if you'd like to see me wear that, then I will." Hiwa fidgets in place as her cheeks redden.
I look at what I'm holding. A set of sexy black lingerie greet me.
"Ah no, that's not it! I didn't even know I picked this."
It's true. I randomly chose this without even looking just to act like that. But now I'm having second thoughts. Just the idea of her having to wear that lingerie for me sounds really hot. Imagine Hiwa dressed only in a single set of sexy, black underwear. A black bra covering breasts, yet exposing just the right amount of cleavage to make you want to wander what's inside. Or the panties that would cover her pussy protectively and tightly hug her hips and ass... God, it sounds so ridiculously sexy. Then again, I don't really think this black lingerie would fit well with her bright pink pair. Or wait, would it fit well exactly because her hair is of so different color in comparison to the underwear?
"Anyway, how about this one?"
I quickly put the hanger I'm currently holding back to its former place and take a new one. This time I've actually looked at the underwear before choosing. The set I picked is, as you would expect, bright pink.
"This one seems really... nice, as well."
"Right? Although the main difference is that the former one was more "sexy," whereas this one is more "cute." So, how about it, mind putting it on for me?"
"Sure. Anything for you, Senpai."
Still holding the hanger in one hand, and the bag with the sports bra in the other, I begin walking towards one of the changing booths. I deliberately choose the one in the back, so as to avoid other women.
"I'll go change, then."
She takes the underwear off the hanger and enters the changing booth. She closes the curtain behind her and begins to change.
After a while, she emerged.
"H-How do I look, Senpai?"
"Wow... I..."
I'm speechless. She looks absolutely amazing. Like I said before, the lingerie is more on the "cute" side, but it definitely has more sex appeal then your regular underwear. Not as much as the black set from before, but still enough to give me a boost.
It exposes the right amount of cleavage, just as I'd hoped it would. And the panties are doing a good job down there as well. To be honest, the lingerie resembles a pair of underwear I've seen Hiwa wear already. In fact, I would even say that it's the exact copy. I haven't looked at the lingerie so detailed like this when I picked it so I didn't really see the resemblance. But now when I see her wearing it, they seem a lot like the pair she already owns with slight changes. Not like that's a bad thing.
Just then, she turns around slightly to give me a view of her behind. Naturally, my curious eyes get drawn to her backside. The outlines of the panties don't cover her entire butt, meaning that the sides of her ass cheeks, as well as, her ass crack are exposed.
This is turning me on so much!
I look around me. All the customers are doing their own thing, no longer paying any mind to me. This changing booth is in the very back of the shop, hidden by a section with decent amount of lingerie. So they couldn't see us even if they wanted to.
"Hrm..."
Hiwa's still turned with her back to me, showing of that sweet ass of hers. That does it!
No longer being able to control myself, I rushed in the changing booth. I quickly dropped the bag onto ground, closed the curtain, and covered Hiwa's mouth before she could shrike from the surprise attack.
"Um... Senpai, what's going on?"
"Shhh."
"Senpai?"
"Listen, I got really turned on by that underwear and couldn't hold myself back."
"Really?"
"Yeah. So I just rushed in to claim you as mine."
"Jeez Senpai, you're so daring. But here of all places?"
"Like I said, I couldn't hold myself back."
"We're really about to do it here?"
"Yep, so just stay quite so that no one hears us, okay?"
"O-Okay."
To be honest, I myself am quiet wary of the situation I got us into. You never know when someone might accidentally go inside a booth without checking to see if someone's inside first. But there's no way I'm going to back off now. I'll see this through to the end!
And besides, the idea of doing such an act in a place like this excites me quite a bit. Having sex in a changing booth of a lingerie shop behind a closed curtain sparks something inside me.
I remove my hand off Hiwa's mouth and hug her from behind.
"Senpai?"
"Shhh. Just stay quiet."
I place my hands on her stomach and rub it gently. Her stomach is really smooth and nice to touch. It's quite slender thanks to the constant exercising we'd been doing for the past few weeks. I let my hands roam freely as I explore more of her stomach.
I bite her earlobe from behind, making her shiver. I gently lick it as I give it few more bites. I slowly proceed to trace my tongue down her cheek. I kiss her cheek. She lets out quiet yet sexy moans due to my repetitive teasing. I bit her neck, giving it a hickey. I remove my mouth from her neck and see that there's a light red mark in form of my teeth firmly glued to it.
I place my mouth back on her neck and begin to kiss it without stopping while touching her stomach. All of a sudden, an exciting idea pops into my mind. I smirk and put my middle finger inside her belly button. At the contact, Hiwa lets out a shriek.
"Shhh. Not so loud."
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself. You've never done this before, so I wasn't really expecting you too suddenly touch my belly button."
"No matter. I don't think anyone heard it, but do try to be quieter next time. And also, you've got a really cute belly button."
I touch the hole around her belly button, tickling her in the process. My other hand descends downward, feeling her soft thigh. I massage her firm thigh. It's pleasant to touch. Now I'm beginning to understand the craze with thighs. Before I never really paid much attention to them because they didn't seem particularly attractive, especially when you compare them to the likes of boobs and ass. But now that I'm actually touching it, I'm beginning to realize how addictive they can be.
I kiss her neck, finger her belly button, and massage her thighs as Hiwa moans in pleasure. I'm not stimulating any of her more extreme places, but she moans just the same. They may not be meant for feeling good, but the body parts I'm currently touching are all very sensitive places, and to some degree, can be considered "private." Especially her little belly button.
"How does it feel?"
"Ah, it feels amazing. You're not even touching my boobs, but I'm liking this just as much."
Her boobs? Ah, that's right. I still haven't touched them, so I think it's time for my hands to pay a little visit to them.
I stop what I'm doing, and slowly yet teasingly begin to ascend with my hands. I bring them upward, my fingertips feeling her slim waist all the while.
Once I'm there, I grab her boobs. Big and soft, as always... Her boobs are so addictive I couldn't stop touching even if I was forced to stop.
I push my body against her bare back and take a firmer grip on her breasts. I fondle her boobs like my life depends on it. The soft material I'm touching her boobs through feels really nice as well.
Every time I squeeze them together, they form a big amount of cleavage. I'm doing all this from behind, so her cleavage makes for a very nice view. It's turning me on... Looking at cleavage formed by boobs can be very appetizing, but depending from which position you look at them can increase the amount of excitement. For example, say you're sitting down on the ground and the girl bends over. Due to gravity, her tits fall down and make cleavage. Depending on the clothes she's wearing, the amount of cleavage can vary. It can show a huge amount of it, making it no secret what's in there. On the other hand, it can also show just the tiniest amount of her boobs and make you wonder what's in there. But I'm looking at cleavage from behind. From this point of view, her cleavage doesn't hide much. In fact, I can perfectly make out her cleavage as well as the rough outlines of her pink areolas. God, this sight mixed with me groping her boobs is just so hot.
I squash her boobs and pull her body even closer.
"Hii!"
"Your tits are as nice as always, Hiwa."
"Ah...!"
I kiss her hair as I'm touching her boobs. Her pink hair smells so nice. That lavender-smelling shampoo sure serves its purpose right. I'll have to buy more of it...
Suddenly, my hands come to a stop. Through the bra, her pink nipples already stand erect. They're as noticeable as the bulge in my pants. I put her nipples between my thumb and index finger, then press on them roughly.
"Ah, Senpai...!
"Enjoying this?"
"Yes. It feels so good, ah...!"
In response, I simply smirk and pull on her nipples.
"Ahh, ahh...!"
She lets out two semi-loud squeaks of surprise.
I pinch her nipples through the bra. Nipples are one of the most sensitive body parts on both the male and female body. So it's no surprise how much she's moaning whenever I pull on them, even through the bra.
But now, I wanna play with her bare boobs...
I slide my hands down, only to push them back upward. My hands find their way under her bra and envelop her ginormous tits. In the process of doing so, her bra gets pulled up, exposing her boobs.
"Ah, Senpai!"
Hiwa moans as I squeeze her tits. I stretch my fingers as wide as I can, and try to take her entire boobs in my hands, but to no avail. They're so big to the point where you can't even feel them in their entirety.
As I touch them, my fingers accidentally brush against her nipples. I decide to grab her boobs from underneath so that I'd have easier access to her nipples. Now I can grab both her boobs and pinch her nipples at the same time.
For a while, all I do in this changing booth is play with her boobs as she quietly moans in pleasure. I grab them... squeeze them... push them together... press her nipples... pinch her nipples...
...Until she points out the obvious.
"Ah, Senpai... something's pressing against my butt."
"I think we both know what it is."
"Then maybe, I should take care of it so that it doesn't go out of control."
She whispers seductively as she frees herself from my grasp. She crouches down, her tits hanging out and bouncing with her slow descent. She unzips my pants and pulls my dick out without taking my pants and underwear off. So I just stand there with my dick out and a girl in pink lingerie looking at it from below with a lewd smile on her face and seductiveness in her eyes.
"So long... and big..."
"Why are you so surprised? This definitely isn't the first time you've seen it."
"True. But it's a still a little scary to think that such a monster of a cock has penetrated my little pussy..."
The way she words that sentence sounds a bit out of character for her. But then I realize that everyone's personality takes a complete 180 when indulging in sexual activity. You've got people out there who act shy on the outside, but when sex becomes the main topic... they sure can talk a lot about it in a very enthusiastic way. I'd say that shy people in general have more sex appeal than normal people. And that's simply because they're shy. They don't have many friends of the opposite sex, so they can't cop a feel of their body every now and then. And it makes it harder for them to talk as well.
Source: Japan. I mean, as ludicrous as it sounds, it's true, in a way. Just look at how many Japanese want their heroines in eroge to be pure, untouched virgins. If only one of them would be defiled by the hands of another male that's not the protagonist, the people would go crazy. I seem to recall one incident when one of the heroines in an eroge turned out to be not a virgin... You can imagine what happened then. The Japanese community really hated the company just for that one little thing, they sent so much hatred toward them it's unimaginable.
On the other hand, if all of them want their girls to be pure, I just can't understand why there's so many nukige and hentai out there that feature NTR, torture, rape and other equally disgusting and disturbing fetishes. Japanese really are just a bunch of hypocrites.
Wait, why am I even thinking about this right before getting a blowjob? Well whatever.
Hiwa takes my cock in her hand. She strokes the shaft up and down, slowly yet seductively. I can tell that she's having a lot of fun teasing me.
"What a thick and big dick you have there, Senpai."
"If you like it so much, why don't you suck it?"
"Hehe... Can't wait?"
"Of course I can't. You're teasing me so bad, I wanna cum already."
"You were teasing me before as well, so I'm going to take my sweet time playing with your dick here."
"Guh...!"
As she's lightly stroking my cock, she puffs a breath of hot air on my glans. My dick twitches in response.
"Are you enjoying this, Senpai?"
"Y-Yeah..."
She's really having a lot fun teasing me. It's pissing me off. I have no problems teasing her, but when I'm the one getting teased, I just can't stand it. I guess that's male instinct for you. We have something that just doesn't allow us to be submissive. I'm not saying that we should always be dominant, but it's general consensus that males are usually on top, whether animal or human.
And the worst part about it is that I can't do anything to her. I can't touch her boobs or slap her ass. All I can do is just stand here like a statue as I'm having my dick toyed with. That can be arousing on its own, though.
"You really can't hold it back, huh?" I instinctively look down to my cock. It's already leaking out some pre-cum. "How cute."
She squeezes my cock, letting more pre-cum come out of it.
"Ouch, that kinda hurt."
"Oh, sorry. I just got caught up in the moment." She looks at me apologetically. "So to make it up, I'm going to suck it."
Before I can even respond, she's already put the tip of my penis in her mouth. Her hot mouth engulfs my cock, sending saliva to my glans.
"Feels so gooood..."
She slowly begins to take in the rest of my cock, stopping when her mouth's full of it.
"J-Jeez, whnat a bhig chochk yhou have."
"Didn't anyone ever teach you to not talk with your mouth full?"
"Mhy pharents dhid, bhut this ish diffherent."
"Well whatever."
Hiwa begins to suck my cock. She's given me a few blowjobs in the past, but this particular type of oral sex never get boring or repetitive. Incidentally, besides thighs, blowjobs are another thing I thought to be heavily overrated. Literally every single porn video I came across (no pun intended) had at least one blowjob scene. At first, it was exciting, but with time, it got really overused. Like, I get it, the girl's sucking his dick. Can we move on now? Honestly, I was quiet pissed at the amount of those scenes, I started skipping them. They weren't even that hot, at least in the videos I watched... But now that I'm standing here with my girlfriend crouching down and sucking my cock... I finally understand why there's so many of those scenes in porn. Actually, I understood the moment she put my dick in her mouth the very first time.
As I'm thinking about this, she continues her sucking. One of her hands is holding the part of my penis that connects to my body, while the other is firmly grasping my right leg, right below my knee. She bobs her head in accordance with my penis. I'm looking down on her. I can see her eyes are tightly glued to my cock. Apparently enjoying this, she squeezes my cock for a bit, which in turn makes me let out a sexual moan. My little moan makes her work a tad bit faster.
"Haa... What a thick cock you have, Senpai..."
Needing to catch her breath, Hiwa releases my dick from her mouth. She's still gripping it with her hand, albeit a little lighter than before. She just stares at it for the time being.
"It's your fault it's like that." I smirk as I deliver that overused line. "It's your responsibility, so better make sure to do a good job of it."
"Hehe... You're right."
She looks at me only once before directing her gaze to my cock. She's staring at the glans, now covered in her sticky saliva. She proceeds to give it a lick.
"Ahh..."
Not able to resist her surprising but seductive action, I release another moan. She really is good at this. I know she's done this a few times to me before, but I honestly wouldn't be surprised if she practiced on a banana beforehand... Considering how dedicated she is to me, I don't think such a scenario would be too implausible. I constantly came across scenes like that in some eroge I played before. The girls there would pick a fruit or a vegetable with a triangular-like shaped tip. Like a strawberry, cucumber, eggplant... anything, really... and would proceed to put it in their mouth to train for when the real thing comes around. It may sound weird and unattractive at first, but seeing it happen right before your eyes can be very arousing. Just imagine a girl licking a popsicle in front of you, but sucking it in a way she would suck a cock. Now imagine that be your cock between her pretty plump lips. You get it now? Good.
"Ouch!" Hiwa lightly bites my dick, snapping me out of my train of thought. "That hurt."
"Shoory, mhaa, choudnl't helph mhyshelf."
With my dick still in her mouth, she apologizes. She takes it out for a quick second and kisses the spot she bit.
"Better now?"
"Yes."
She quickly puts it back in, using her tongue to stimulate my glans. I release countless little moans as she continues to dominate my penis.
She looks up at me with pleading eyes. God, those eyes... She's looking at me as if drunk on my cock. She wants it. She wants it bad. She wants to taste my cum!
Oh... Yes! I let my eyes and shoulders droop with exhaustion and pleasure.
Hiwa's pace increases as she becomes greedier for my cum. She can't hold herself back anymore, and neither can I.
"Hiwa...!"
"I know..."
And with some fiercer sucking on her part... I come. A huge amount of semen shoots from my penis into her mouth. Her mouth trembles as it gets filled with my sperm. Apparently filled to the brim, some of the sperm leaks out of her mouth.
"Ahh... Haa..."
Hiwa releases my cock from her grasp as she catches her breath. She's still crouching while swallowing my semen. She even takes some of it that leaked out and puts it back in her mouth. Eventually, she swallows every last drop of my cum, not letting a single sperm fall onto floor. Wow, I'm speechless...
"You really swallowed it all, huh...?"
"Yes, I certainly did."
"Doesn't it taste bad?"
"It's not bad. It's just really bitter..."
I read online that the taste of your sperm can vary. It can be salty, sour, bitter... any flavor, really. One thing that never changes is that it's always really warm.
She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. Even though there's no semen left there, I imagine it's just for making sure. I constantly wipe my mouth whether I have something on there or not. It's become like an unconscious reflex.
"Anyway, what now?" Hiwa raises to her feet. "Should we go before they get suspicious?"
"That would be the best course of action, but I can't hold myself back. I still didn't put it in your pussy, after all..."
"Oh! I see... In that case, we have no choice but to do that here."
"We have to be extra quiet, though."
"It wouldn't be the best if got caught here. We might get fined if we get caught."
"I'm sure nothing like that will happen. We already did it twice before, remember? Once in the classroom, and the other time in the infirmary."
"It's a bit different this time around. There's people only a few meters around us. I can even hear their footsteps..."
"Everything will be fine. We just have to be quick and quiet."
"Okay, Senpai. How are we going to do it, though?"
"Bend over." I order her. "Now put your hands against the wall."
"Like this?"
"Raise your ass a little."
"Is this good enough?"
"It's perfect."
Hiwa pushes her hands onto the wall and sticks her ass out. Her ass, mixed with the pink lingerie, turns my dick on instantly.
I approach her, but decide to have some fun first before sticking it in. I grab her panties and pull them in a wedgie, revealing her white unblemished ass cheeks in their entirety.
"Ah, Senpai?!"
"Shhh, quiet down or people will hear us."
I pull the panties up her back, making the fabric rub against her already wet pussy. Then I slowly go up and down, her pussy practically being stimulated by panties. All of a sudden, I let go of the panties in my hand, making the material slap against her ass and pussy with a snapping noise.
"S-Senpai?"
"Just relax."
I reassure her as I slowly pull the string covering her pussy to the side. As I do so, a glistening wet vagina with her juices already trickling down comes into view. I can see it twitch in anticipation as it impatiently waits for my next move. As much as I would like to savor the sight in front of me, I really need to get going before anyone sees us.
She pushes her ass against my cock, wiggling it all the while.
"Senpai, I can't take in any longer."
"Heh."
I grab her ass and push myself deep inside her. I force my dick in, making it reach the back of her pussy. I go in really slow so as to not make her yelp loudly.
Her wet vagina envelops my cock, its tight walls clinging onto it in a tight embrace. Slowly but surely, I push deeper in until I reach the very back. I decided to go slow simply because if I hadn't, Hiwa would have most likely screamed in pleasure, drawing the attention of nearby customers just outside the booth.
"Try not to moan too loud when I move."
"Okay, I'll try."
With that, I firmly grasp her waist and thrust my dick once. To no one's surprise, she lets out a little moan, making me increase my pace a bit.
I start to move my dick in and out. I did it very slowly at first, but good enough to incite light moans from her. With every thrust, my waist smacked against her ass, resounding in some slapping noises every half second.
Before long, I lost myself in the pleasure and wasn't particularly concerned about anyone hearing us. I was focused entirely on pounding the pussy I was currently in, and nothing else.
I continued fucking Hiwa in this animalistic position as she tried to hold back her moans. Despite the position we were in, I didn't really act like an animal. While seeing her boobs bounce did stir something inside me, I just couldn't go all the way like I usually do. That was because of the place we were doing it in, of course. Even though I had already given myself to the pleasure, there was still one more little piece of my mind that remained sane. No matter how much I refused, it made me conscious of the situation we were in. Normally, I would have grabbed her boobs from behind, yanked her hair, and slapped her ass to my heart's content, but I restrained myself. I didn't have the guts to make this into a public show... Not that I'd want to do that anyway. So I just continued doing her while holding her waist.
But after a while, I just couldn't help myself... I had to do something I would usually do when doing it in a doggy style position. Like, slap her ass, or something. Anything, really. But I knew that even if I did that, both the smack and the squeak would be heard all around the shop, which would ultimately end in our exposure...
So I just continued to fuck her... until the last of my sanity gave in.
I lost is. I couldn't hold it anymore. I had to do something with my hands, regardless of how small it may be. So I did the only logical thing any guy would: I grabbed her boobs.
"Hii! Senpai?"
"Sorry Hiwa, but I can't just stand here and do nothing but screw you. I need to do something with my hands as well."
"Ah, ahh, ahh...!"
I forcefully grabbed her breasts from behind. I began to fondle them, feeling as much as I could. As I did that, the pace of my thrusts increased. By now, I was fucking her at the same speed I usually did. This naturally led to her releasing louder moans.
"Cover your mouth."
"Ahh... O-Okay."
She hastily reached for her mouth, placing the palm of her hand over it. Thanks to that, I could hear her moans begin to decrease in terms of volume. This made me feel like I could do some other things as well...
"Kyah!" I released one of her breasts and lightly slapped her ass. I would have done it much harder, but given the circumstances, I couldn't. "Senpai?"
"Don't you think I've forgotten about your ass. Hell, I couldn't forget about it even if I wanted to."
I gave her another slap. Hiwa doesn't say anything in objection. She's definitely enjoying this.
"Ahh, ahh, ahh...!"
With her mouth still covered, she continued to hold back her moans. Drawn by her moaning, I looked at her face. She was in pleasure, so I just smirked. I drew closer to her ear.
"What a naughty girl you are, seducing your boyfriend with underwear you didn't even buy in a changing booth of a lingerie shop."
"Ahh... No, I'm not a, ahh... a naughty girl..."
"Heh! Just look at yourself. Having sex with your boyfriend in a place such as this... Not to mention you were leading me on before... I see now. You deliberately showed me your ass before. You wanted me to do this, didn't you?"
"No, ahh... that's not true, ahh..."
"What a bad girl you've been..."
"Ahh, no, I didn't seduce you..."
"That's what you want me to think...!"
*slap*
"Kyah! No, don't spank me!"
"No one is going to listen when they've got a view of a nice ass such as yours. Even that shop assistant wasn't able to keep quiet about it. Just goes to show what an amazing ass you have."
*slap*
"Ahh, oh no...!"
Despite her protests, I continued to give semi-hard swats to her ass every couple of seconds.
If you can't tell by now, slapping a girl's ass while doing her doggy style is one of my favorite things when it comes to sex. As a male, asserting dominance is to be expected. There's plenty of ways you can do that. Typically, fucking your lover in a doggy style position is the first step to it. Then comes all the other things, like roughly grabbing her boobs from behind and pinching her nipples. There's also more extreme stuff like yanking her hair, placing your hands on her neck and lightly "choking" her, calling her insulting names such as "bitch," "slut," "whore" and others... (Although I still didn't try the latter two techniques). And then there's, of course, my favorite, ass slapping.
Ass slapping—
It's exactly as its name suggests. A slap to the ass. Nothing more, nothing less. As simple as it may sound, a woman's ass is an uncharted territory that only the chosen ones are willing to explore. It's an action only the real men are capable of following through to the end. Men who won't falter no matter what. Men who are not scared to slap their girlfriend's ass like they own it.
Though it's nowhere near as dramatic as I just described it...
Anyway, for me personally, slapping my girlfriend's ass is the best possible way for me to make her know who's in charge. Basically, it's to show her that I am indeed the one wearing the pants in this relationship.
"I'm about to come, Hiwa."
"Ahh, yes, me too..."
With one hand still covering her mouth, she turns her head sideways to look at me. I just stare back and smirk in satisfaction as I'm gradually approaching my climax.
I feel the sperm slowly making its way up my urethra. I quickly release her breast I'd been holding and tightly grip her ass.
"Ahh, ahh, Senpai...!"
"I'm coming...!"
"Ahhhh...!"
As I'm firmly grasping her ass cheeks, I release my semen deep into her pussy. Hiwa lets out a loud shriek, but it's stopped from reaching the customer's ears thanks to her hand. Her entire body convulses.
I slowly pull my dick out and let go of her ass. She stays bent over for a couple of seconds to regain the consciousness of her surroundings she lost due to the heavy pounding her pussy received.
"Hiwa, you okay?"
"Haa, haa... yes."
"Good then." I cast my gaze down to her backside. "Damn, your ass is red!"
"You spanked me so much I thought it was going to break..."
"Sorry, couldn't help myself. You have such a nice ass, I can't help but slap it whenever I see it. And now that I take a closer look... it would appear that there's one spot still as white as it was before... We need to fix that."
*slap*
"Kyah! S-Senpai!"
"Sorry, sorry. I couldn't bear to see your ass missing that one red spot."
With the spank I just inflicted on her ass, her rear end became fully painted in red. What nice sight this is... Truly a piece of art!
"Anyway, we really need to get going."
"Yes, we do."
Hiwa quickly fixes the bra and panties, and I put my penis back inside my pants.
"I'll try to sneak out while no one's looking so that people don't get suspicious... even though it'd be weirder if they already weren't suspicious... You dress up in the meantime."
Hiwa nods.
I loosely draw the curtain so that my eye can barely see ahead. I peer through the gap between the wall and the curtain. Surely enough, I can hear other people's footsteps and chatter. But luckily, there doesn't seem to be anyone in sight. While it's true that this particular changing booth is in the very back of the shop, it's always wise to check twice.
"Okay."
I briefly look at the open space in front of me before nodding to myself.
However easy this may seem, I can feel sweat forming all over my forehead. I just have to get out before anyone notices anything and pretend like I was standing there the entire time. But even so, there's this one thought of what if someone sees me and figures out what happened would do. Would they confront us about it? Or would they tell the manager? Or even worse, the police? The smell of my sperm and Hiwa's lewd juices is still fresh so if someone were to see me living and feel the smell, I'm sure they wouldn't have any trouble piecing together what happened here.
"Well, whatever."
I just have to power on and hope for the best.
With great tension in the air, I draw the curtain just a tiny bit more, exposing half of myself to the public. Of course, there's no one walking there. With legs faster than Sonic the Hedgehog's, I quickly but quietly tiptoe my way to the front of the booth.
"Haa..."
I somehow made it.
I'm still the only one here with Hiwa at very back. I find my back turned in the direction of the cash register hidden by the hanging underwear. They probably don't know what went down here just moments ago, but it's still pretty awkward to even face them. This is going to be the hardest purchase of my life...
"I'm finished!"
With a smile on her face, and a bag with the sports bra in hand, Hiwa emerges from the booth, now fully dressed in her previous clothes. The lingerie she's holding in her other hand doesn't appear to be that much disheveled.
"We will never talk about this again."
"Understood, Senpai!"
"I'm not saying you should pretend like it didn't happen, as it's always better to face on reality. But you shouldn't try to remember it either."
"Mh-hm."
"It's not like this is a bad experience. In fact, personally, it was quiet exciting, doing something like that in a place like this. But don't mention it around others, even as a joke. I don't want anyone judging our morals. Well, I'm sure there'd also be people fascinated by such an act being done here... but just in case, don't go bragging about it to your friends."
After listening to my speech, Hiwa nods her head.
We put the hanger back on its previous spot and make our way toward the cash register. As we're waiting, I'm sweating literal buckets. It's not like I'm actually scared, as I know they didn't hear anything. Or at the very least, didn't bother checking. But the fact that they didn't check just means that they don't know anything. This makes me feel relieved. But I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel any anxiety.
But in contrast to my worries, we surprisingly manage to buy the lingerie safely without anyone noticing anything. The cashier did look at me like I was a creep or something, though. She may have assumed that a guy surrounded by women in a shop made exclusively for women would be out of place, and would end up feeling pretty awkward and shy. So she didn't bring it up or anything. Though I doubt she would have brought it up in the first place.
We go out.
It's been a long day. By the time we get home, the sun is already setting.
After our little adventure in the afternoon, we decided to hang out for a while before going home. We walked around town, bought some ice cream, and had fun. It wasn't anything too out of the ordinary for a couple such as us to do.
Once we got home, we had dinner, took a shower, and prepared for bed.
*yawn*
I'm pretty sleepy so I guess I should go sleep.
I enter the bedroom.
"Hehe Senpai, you like what you see?"
"..."
There on the bed, on all fours, is Hiwa. She's facing me with a lewd expression on her face. Looking at her from this position, I can see that she's got a pair of lacy black panties on... as well as that sports bra we bought today.
Her boobs are tightly imprisoned by the bra, minimizing the amount of cleavage usually exposed when she's bending. Thanks to that, I can barely see anything of her boobs. This just makes me wonder what's hidden behind the fabric...
"Come one here, Senpai..."
She puts a long emphasize on "Senpai" as she wiggles her hips and bounces her boobs in anticipation.
I gulp.
This is quite a tempting sight, no doubt. So I have a really hard time even trying to reject it... Without making any sense of it, I approach her with mesmerizing eyes. This is way too good of an opportunity to pass on.
"Hehe Senpai, a little closer."
I obediently follow her words. I'm completely taken away from the sight as well as her acting. It's way too good. So it's only natural for me to shift into maximum speed...
My eyes light up, as if on fire. I quickly put my hands on Hiwa, preparing both myself and her for a good ravishing.
And with no obstacles in sight, I uncontrollably begin to explore her body.
You can imagine how the rest went...
