Author's Notes: As always, sorry for the long wait! School stuff was abundant as ever and then Final Fantasy 7 and all of its lore and beauty got me cooped up to it for a few months. All about the chapter and fanfic recommendations are at the end of this one.
Without further ado, let's have these lewd thoughts fly.
Every course of action can be committed within a seamless flow when there is a clarity of mind in what you do. The combination between an established objective in mind and an invigorated will in body creates an effective synergy like none other in the commission of a task. No matter the context or circumstance, a clear conscience gives a lot to be gained than it is to lose.
An irritating problem can be solved without a delay, a scintillating invitation can be answered with proper conviction, and a sexy, teasing blonde can be salvaged without even the slightest hesitation.
"Umff… Hahh…"
This was yet another observation made mainly by comparison between my present situation and a past experience which showcased an identical event. Notwithstanding the incredulity of it all but given that the passionate tryst I had with Shizuka happened just hours before my current endeavor of debauchery, much of the sensuous imagery of the past was still imbued within my head. Hence, here I was, imprisoning Yumiko well within my forceful grasps, mildly reflecting what is and what was.
"Hiki- huhh… yeah, Hikio…"
My homeroom teacher had to suffer through minutes of stagnant, rough lips which showed no response to her arousing share of vigorous kisses. But right now? Due to the presence of clarity of mind within me as opposed to before, this high school madonna right here is unlikely to be going through the same predicament.
"Uhhh, just this much already feels so good… hmm…"
…Two riveting bodies growing with warmth in the arms of the other.
"You holding back on me, Hikio..? Hahh, come on, touch them all you want…"
…Uh, a miniscule proximity created only by thin layers of clothing.
"Ugh, just like that..! Put some grip into it…"
A-An intense and quite air enrichened only by labored and impatient breathing.
"Hahhh, exactly… Show me what you've been thinking about, Hachiman…"
Okay, screw this. I was going to delve on this monologue for some time to compose myself, but what I've been seeing and hearing right now are too much of a distraction. Just with the allure of her voice alone, Yumiko is making it incredibly hard, in more ways than one.
Indulging the firm hold she still has on the back of my neck, I carried one hand to put a light grip on her chin, tilting her noisy lips backward and upward for another lock with my hungry own. It took some internal convincing that the kiss I finally initiated on my own was to shut the girl up, but there was no denying the actual desire to let my coveted lust for her to grow. Closer than ever, her back was pressed against my front.
"Hmhh… Oh my g- Umff..!" Whatever it was to be associated with my intentions, Yumiko showed no disdain regardless. Enlivened and inspired, the blonde tightened her grip against my neck to deepen the connection of our lips, unperturbed by my stubborn advances which prevented her from phrasing a single sentence. Considering the fact this was only our second bout of rousing kisses, I found myself confiding to the instinct of refraining from letting my tongue out in a frenzy. Even so, our lips pushed and squished, my partner indicating zero signs of discontent. "Umhhh, mmhh… Mmahh..!"
The frenzied kiss of my own doing finished with my hand releasing the grip on her chin and the thin trail of saliva bridging our respective lips. Yumiko remained to stretch her head backward without my own force, and the heavy exhale escaping her lips with the haziness in her eyes told me plenty that she had nothing near to enough.
To my observation, there are a number of ways to satiate her hunger other than a relentless assault to the lips. My free hand that was on her chin did just that by landing again to one of her two gracious bounties, continuing the massage that it had just stopped. Needless to say, Yumiko's moan of content told me it was a successful distraction.
Savoring in her drunken approval for me to go at it with full force, I squeezed in her mass with lustful hands moving in careful tandem. Warm breaths travelled out of my lips to the pinkness of her ears, ensuring the blonde who was now looking back down at my work that there was little to no expiry to her allure. Terribly incensed at the heating and soft sensation of her breasts, the pace of my every grope gained a gradual increase, strings of her bikini top now barely keeping her modesty in cover.
"You'd be better off not underestimating the imagination of an adolescent boy, Yumiko." I hadn't meant for that warning to come out in a hoarse whisper, but it does reflect the overall difficulty I was having in keeping my patience intact. Yumiko moaned as it passed in hot wasps through her ear, now keeping both her hands latched to the back of my head. Slim and white fingers caressed locks of messy hair while my own perverse ones kept the vehement massage going. "This right here haven't even scratched the surface."
"Haha, looks like someone's confessing to be a huge perv- Ahh!" Yumiko swallowed back her teasing reply with an amorous gasp which rang satisfyingly in my ears. I knew it was coming, so pushing her large bust together with a sudden pinch to both her centers was great timing. Two sets of thumbs and index fingers pressed on with vicious energy, rubbing and feeling the fleshy pointiness of her nipples. "My god, hahh… what is..?"
Similarly, I had to force down a chuckle back to my stomach as well. The mild amusement I had to her snarky attempt was overwhelmed by the impatience that was beginning to fester at the feel of her still-covered chest. The layer of Yumiko's bikini top was thin, and there was the ample area of cleavage to the design which my fingers had leveraged to squeeze the bare skin of her tits. But it seemed the fact that I wasn't able to feast on the view of my partner's naked bust was starting to become frustrating.
The frustration manifested to a labored exhale which found its path to travel on Yumiko's ear again. Despite the irony, an attempt to restrain the greed was made by fondling on her chest even more. The slow massage was converted back to an energetic squeeze, and the source of my pleasure hummed out her approval with a grip of my hair. Much like the others, everything about this girl was begging to be explored. With my fingers now curling to the edges of her top to pull them down, there was nothing to stop me in satiating my curiosity.
"W-Wait..," Yumiko said between huffing breaths. Her hands were still at the back of my head. The hourglass body in my embrace is still presenting itself in willful surrender. My hands were not restrained. Hence, this command was entirely half-assed. Even so, I found myself pausing despite the undying lust and waited for her whisper. "You can enjoy my boobs all you want, Hikio, but don't forget why we're here… Hahh, what do you think of this..?"
Dumbfounded, I followed Yumiko's foxy gaze as she glanced to the apparent wall mirror before us. I didn't even realize this thing was here, and it took me seconds more to understand what this confusing girl was trying to say. Then my eyes trailed to the pile of swimsuits on the small basket, then the mirror again, and then the green tight swimsuit that the blonde was wearing. Her eyes were half-lidded as I met it through the reflection, its visage all kinds of engaging and sharp, awaiting my response.
Apparently, even as I relished on the sexiness of her bust, she still wanted to know how I feel about the swimsuit.
I let a heated sigh out of my system in an attempt of keeping a stable composure. The fingers that were so eager in stripping her down were retreated to caress the round curve of her chest, finding their end by weighing her ample mass well within my palms. Soaking in the scent of my partner's intoxicating hair conditioner, I breathed in deep upon dipping my nose to Yumiko's newly fashioned ponytail. Once the tremble in my breath began to subside, I took a sharp glance at the mirror once again.
Considering how rampant and fierce my fondling had been to Yumiko's beautiful chest, it was surprising that her swimsuit was still able to attach itself to her body. Thin strings were having its knots loose upon the unabated pressure, but the thin triangular pads were still functioning enough to cover her shapely nipples, frustratingly so.
The increased heaving of the blonde's chest as it cowered under my full scrutiny was inflaming to say the least. Even as I rubbed and squeezed the surfaces of her underboob, at this point of time this was not enough and all I wanted was to get this cumbersome assessment over with.
"This is perfect on you." Now, the impatience to put this matter aside wasn't to say I didn't give it much thought. In comparison to the other swimsuits Yumiko had shown off, this green bikini was the least revealing of the bunch to make it an appropriate swimwear to be donned in public. It might be the fact that it offered the most coverage to her skin that I wanted nothing more than to pull this entire thing off her right now. "It fits your eyes, Yumiko."
"Geez you always know what to say, huh..?" With a breath so dreamy it could've melted ice, the blonde offered another grateful pat to my head before pulling on my head for another kiss. Without a second of hesitation, I complied to the desire, relaxing my lips so that her own can indulge in its own passionate dance. Once she had her fill, pressing our kiss deeper to the point of her pulling out with bated breath, Yumiko moved a slow nod of assent as an approval to my deferred desires. "Go ahead, Hachiman. Even now, I'm sure that you always know what to do…"
Do I did. Tight and thin edges of fabric were gripped once more, pulling her top down with the same lack of hesitation as I intended before. I let in another whiff of breath to keep myself together and took in the memorable view that was below me.
At the exposure and attention they were now getting, pink and plump nipples heaved in total arousal. I had myself palming and weighing both her melons once again, indulging the erotic sight while giving them time to get accustomed to the warm air of the place. In a slow massage, my palms travelled along the surfaces of her mounds, circling the hard centers in a way that the girl would be frustrated if continued for long. It didn't take a single minute for her pointy bits to get even more erect, accompanied by the putty grumble she released to indicate her frustration.
How my insufferable snark was able to stick its ugly head out even in the situation of fondling a blond hottie's boobs was beyond me. Supposedly so, I was just hoping to not seem like the only one here losing patience.
"G-Goddammit, Hikio… Hahh, stop fooling around and touch me alre- Umhh!" What was it with me and not letting the girl finishing her sentence? I might just be delving into that problematic habit right now, if not for the enticing sensation of Yumiko's hard and squishy nipples dealing blows to my sanity. Energetic hands and fingers continued their work, squeezing the mushiness of my partner's breasts while rubbing the shape of her nipples. The pace I was going and the force I was exerting followed her wails of pleasure with loyalty. My admiration to the sexiness of it all made it impossible for me to strip her off the bikini proper, as the blonde took it upon herself to untie the strings and threw it on the floor. "Hahh, ughh, umhh… yeah, pull on it, Hachiman… Squeeze them real tight…"
The whole time of this fascinating foreplay, I had been enthralled by the softness and beauty of Yumiko's breasts that I hadn't gave stock to how alluring her voice had been. The lustful eyes that had been looking down at my work on her chest were dragged once again to the mirror, hoping to get a better look of the lips that had uttered the melodic whispers. I regretted the action immediately when I looked upon my own disheveled complexion, messy and ugly with relentless desire.
But the silver lining to the ordeal came with the attractive sight of the face of a reddened and breathless blonde, whose eyes remained staring downward to oversee the enjoyment of my hands which now seemed to move in instinct over her bare and busty chest. It seemed the girl was having trouble keeping her eyes upon over the haze, but the persistence came with the commitment of witnessing my unbounded lust to her in its entirety.
A teasing chuckle finally came out aloud, and Yumiko met my narrowed eyes in the mirror with cheeks burning even more crimson at the realization. Searching desperately for something to vent my immense desires other than fondling her ample boobs, I settled on delivering a longing kiss to the side of her head. The soothing scent of her golden locks proved to once again be effective.
"Like I said, Yumiko, this is not even close to what's been in my head." Proving its efficacy of calming down my nerves before, I breathed out another line of sentence to the puny ear grazing my lips. The inescapable hold I had to her chest was now diversified with a forceful squeeze of the tit in one hand and a teasing press to the nipple on the other. The combined stimulation I was now serving to my partner had Yumiko squirming in place within my embrace. Her body was growing restless, and I was having the difficulty keeping my head to the side of her face. "For all your big bark with no bite, you really think you can take i- Ahh, shi..!"
Looks like restless couldn't be a description that would suffice, since her body was growing more in hunger as it pressed backward against my own. Specifically, just as I was stretching on her soft nip, the blonde finally gave the electrifying response of shoving her endowed posterior against my hurting groin. It was staggering, being that I was almost getting used to the gentle and slow rubs she had been making to my erection before. I swallowed the remainder of my taunt where it belongs and focused on keeping her rampant body in place.
"Umhh, are you… hahh, just who do you think you're talking to, Hikio?" I should've known better than anyone that the fiery blonde in front of me was never one to back down from a challenge. Yumiko reminded me of that fact even in the midst of her struggle, stubbornly pressing and humping her ass against the growth within my pants. My continued attempts of turning her around for a deepening kiss were harder now than ever, with our bodies now almost bending over at the girl's commanding behest. With the enthusiasm of an actual dog, my hands remained loyal in their duties of massaging her rich lemons. "Take a look at your clothes right now… hahh, and tell me who is the not taking a bite like a little puppy..?"
As the only capable thing of making me pull my hands away from her breasts, the panting blonde turned around slightly to place a trembling arm on my own chest. It created a sudden berth between our faces, but Yumiko was adamant in keeping the pressing contact between her butt and my groin to remain. I looked upon her with confusion, temporarily so as it ended without a need for her explanation and I moved for action. The piercing, amorous gaze she bore on to me told me all the things I need to do.
I wasted zero time in taking the school blazer off my shoulders, fingers working in efficient motion to then move on to the buttoned shirt. The blonde swooned at my instant understanding to her demand, bending further down with arms outstretched to the glass mirror in front of her.
Using the support she has now to the wall, the girl addled my lust even further, pushing and rubbing the shape of her posterior against my concealed bulge. I savored in hurried breaths and frantic fingers the erotic view of her curvy backside and shapely ass, humping against me in profound need. The forceful contact made me growl, finding myself slowing down in unbuttoning the shirt and stripping my inner off my body to relish the heady sensation.
Alas, I finally rendered myself topless with relative difficulty, hanging my arms to the air at the sudden hesitation of feeling on her white endowed butt. The blonde showed no hint of respite in her rubbing against my groin, and her heating face as it panted downward to the floor told me that I need to say something to get her attention.
"Yumiko…" In the release of a raspy whisper, I stood languid and firm. My partner registered it to pass through her ear and promptly tilted her head backward. The drunken bite of her lip as it eyed my stature may have been a frightening sight, if not for her moan of approval eliciting within me more of lust rather than fear. I was in the midst of gaining the confidence to fondle her ass, until the blonde muttered out her own sultry breath in response.
"You think your sexy abs is enough, Hikio..?" To my continued agony, Yumiko made sure to portray her actions louder than her words convey. Her breathy muttering came in the company of a forceful push of her butt against me, tracing the restricted length of my hardened shaft within my pants. With deep growls, I kept my posture straight and frozen like a pole, letting the girl indulge in her dance as she made her implications known. "Hahh, this much is still not a bite, you know..?"
I looked down with eyes as hazed as a drunkard, staring at the poor bulge that had suffered almost timeless torture of being trapped between mushy and round dough of ass. Despite my adherence so far to her qualms, it seemed the queen had yet another order issued to her lowly subject. Given that it was one I couldn't deny as a relief on my part, there was no point of objecting the matter.
With proper conviction, I made one step back to create a small distance between our contact. This girl actually had the gall to moan in displeasure at my action despite the fact I was working towards fulfilling her demand. Just as she turned her head back again, timing could never be anymore perfect as I unbuckled the belt and took my black pants off with slightly profound hustle.
Credit to my impatience, I wasn't going to give her enough time to properly prepare for the sight concealed within my stretched underwear. The moment my pants began to scatter on the floor, my last line of defense didn't take a second to follow along.
Widened eyes like a deer in headlights and reddened cheeks like flames asunder. It seemed that even with everything that I've thrown to this girl, there was still something about my pathetic body that was capable of catching Yumiko off guard. My partner stared at my length and nude body in wonderment, signified by her mouth hanging open without a word. If given some time, I was sure a drool would've trailed out of there, but I lacked the patience to see it happening.
"What about now?" The question came out more intimidating than I intended, but Yumiko still took some time to pull her lecherous gaze away from my meat to meet my eyes. As I bore into her without a word, an electric shiver was seen to travel from her legs along her slender backside to her face. I was going to let her speak up, but seeing that her bottom was bitten shut, this was likely going nowhere without me continuing. "Am I biting yet, Yumiko?"
An instant response came in the way of her daring push through her bare bottom against my pulsing member. The girl was now completely bent over in a 90 degrees angle, and I was left biting my own lip in the pain of anticipating what she was trying to do.
"So close, Hachiman… Umhh, you're so close…" What the… Oh, damn it. With a prolific experience of screwing with three women prior to this affair, I really should've expected it coming. There was only so much foreplay that can be done until these befallen girls could hold no patience in taking the next step. Hence, I was left dumbstruck with lack of proper preparation, as this restless, unknowing blonde hiked up her posterior with a finger hooking to the panties covering her womanhood. "Now…"
Enticing, emboldening and glistening lips of the hottest order greeted my hazy sight the moment Yumiko pulled her hooking finger to the side. There was no getting oriented to this visual experience no matter how much I've seen it, and looking over to the panting face of the blonde in the hopes of loosening my haziness was a terrible mistake.
Yumiko latched onto my gaze like a tiger's claw upon its prey, letting out the whisper that just sunk her teeth upon my skin.
"Bite me, Hachiman."
Chapter 8
Patience Paid Off
I always thought the phrase 'better late than never' was ever a convenient grasping of banal wisdom for people who forgotten about something important. The situation I am now in served me a slap of hypocrisy right in the face, as I came over the realization that came so late which was better than if it never did.
Shockingly, I hadn't even pause to consider this hot blonde baring herself to me was under a trance caused by the whatever magical liquid was now coursing within me. This might've been something that Yumiko wanted, but there was a chance of better conscience for own psyche if I tried to bring some sense into her.
"You're already moaning like crazy just with me fondling your chest, Yumiko, and we're in a public store filled with people..." My warning was made with the intention to prevent the growth of her want any further. I created a small distance, avoiding the skin contact between our heating skin. I looked upon her with focus, brows clenching to indicate the expression of wary awareness to our current condition. Within current capacity, I did all I could to ensure this girl exposing her back to me was thinking this over with the best clarity of mind. "Sure you're not going to be a deafening siren when I'm pounding you to no end?"
Maybe it was the poor choice of words, or that the berth I created gave her a perfect view of my raging meat, or even the prospect of being caught doing something illicit in public. Either it was one or all, it didn't change the reality that the stubborn, sexy blonde was hellbent in getting what she wants, with the narrowing of luscious golden eyes and the jiggle of amorous round ass.
"Why don't you go ahead and find out?"
Oh well. There goes my attempt to diffuse the situation, as feeble as it had been on my part. Much like Yui and Shizuka, there was only one way to solve the issue at hand at this point. Looking back down to her heaving and awaiting pussy, I grimaced with a wry smile at the difficulty of annulling the inner sentiment that I wasn't at all opposed by it.
A heavy gulp was swallowed down to my hoarse throat as I belted both hands on Yumiko's slender waist, keeping her bending position in place. With that arrangement, all that was awaited by us two was the excruciating journey of a second travelled by a smoking length to its wet destination.
Just as the bulbous head slid in between her moisty folds with nervous care, my depleting energy was instantly recharged and anew. Judging from the guttural moan by Yumiko that drowned out even my own, I was sure her fatigue was annihilated all the same.
[STANDING DOGGY]
Whatever was going on in her mind, what was in front of my eyes served a clearer and more energizing picture. I stared down with a clouded gaze and gritted teeth, pushing forward in a slow trail while my grip tightened to her waist. Yumiko presented her whole body to my mercy, frozen with trembling legs and feminine hums growing in pitch to every inch that I inserted.
"Umhh! My… ugh, hahh!" When she felt no need to hook her finger to the panties anymore, the blonde frantically searched for balance and slammed her hands back to the mirror wall. Her golden ponytail hair sprawled in messy and sweaty arrangement over her slim back. At the sight of her legs hiking up even more at what I thought was overcoming pleasure and pain, I stopped the slow thrust I was making and began pulling back. Considering the sensory reactions my partner was making, I identified the proper pace and pressure that I could go with. "Hahh, ughh, hmphh, hahh…"
"Yumiko..," I asked with the intent of being considerate. It was almost as if the concerned tone flowing out of my mouth and the intense thrusts initiated by my length were operating in different mechanics. There was certainly concern to her condition, but it seemed like nothing could stop me from revisiting this sexual connection with yet another arousing woman. "Hahh, you good..?"
The blonde heaved out a few more pants of pleasure, before glancing behind with a half-lidded gaze and a drunken smile.
"Keep biting, Hachiman..," she moaned aloud, head shaking to the pressure of my every thrust. "Ravage me like you want…"
One of my frantic hand jumped from gripping her waist to fondle the roundness of her white posterior. It was done immediately under the authority of her sexy approval, and Yumiko's subsequent gasp told me that it spiked both her arousal and surprise. Every grope and squeeze were made with amazing pressure and need as I tightened the one hand gripping her shaking waist to keep her faithfully in place.
"Hahh, ahh, huhh, mmhh..," The more time passed and the more thrusts made, I began to push faster and deeper just as I saw that the blonde's legs were loosening its tense. I kept my body as straight and firm as I could, indulging the erotic sight of my hard member bathing wet as it shoved in and out of her tight snatch. My lustful gaze oversaw the softness of her ass while it was caressed and the curve of her slender backside when it cowered to every pierce. What took my attention the most was the mess and sweat of her tied hair, sprawling her back with the color and glisten of gold. The partial sight of her jiggling tits addled devious desires kept within. As the pace of my pounding to her grew more intense, at the drive of immense lust, I found myself stretching the hand that was on her butt to grab her bundle of ponytail hair. "Ahh~! Wha-?! Ahh, uhh, Hachi… mmh..!"
"You know what, Yumiko? Hahh, maybe you're right…" I met her confounded glance with a jittery smile. There was no chance that she would waver, but I forced her eyes upon me by pulling at her hair even more. With my thrusts into her wettened folds showing no hint of slowing down, I voiced out a piece of my depraved mind. "I think I am into ponytails, after all."
It took a second for this disheveled girl looking me over to comprehend the words and a second more to whisk out a breathy sigh. She returned her gaze back to her front, but now complying to the slight tilt of her head that I was now forcing with the iron hold of her hair. Needless to say, Yumiko had no issues with it. In fact, if the reflection of her face in the mirror was anything to go by, this horny girl was enthralled.
"Oh yeah…?" I was taken by surprise. Together with her response, my overloaded senses could feel that Yumiko's snatch that had been acquiescing to the countless thrusts was beginning to fight back. Palms pressing against the mirror, the blonde searched for the climaxing symphony, and began to push and pull together with my wild length. The counterattack made me furrow in pain, while I noted the possibility of her being overwhelmed with unreleased energy. Regardless, I stared intensely at the raging dance which bathed and swallowed my cock, and caressed the curve of her shapely waist. "Hahh, hahh, what makes you think that..?"
The girlish giggle that came with her sarcasm played with my unbridled nerves, and I made no effort to restrain it when I pulled on her ponytail completely. Yumiko yelped at the sudden force, and moaned even more as she eyed down at my violent latch to one of her boobs once I reached it at arm's length.
Within the frame of a second with the blonde's voice as a renowned catalyst, I let myself indulge the pleasure of both worlds. Credit was most to Yumiko's athletic physique, as she swooned and curled her body to allow my relentless entrance to her snatch as well as my desirous massage of her chest. One vigorous thrust of my meat pushed our bodies forward, allowing the girl to gain easier balance by resting her arm to the mirror. It would've gave her more comfort to put both of her hands there, but my partner saw fit to fulfill her lust more by pressing one down behind my neck again to feel my skin.
"Ughh, Hachiman… Hahh, more, just keep going..," Driven solely by her moans of encouragement, I soldiered on. The hand that was grabbing her ponytail joined the other in relishing the motions and softness of her naked breasts. My hardened length continued to thrash her quivering folds in a quickened pace, feeling now the difficulty that came with our current bodily positions. Surprisingly, it was not due to either of our fatigue. It was growing difficult to push my meat because of Yumiko's own faint squirms and twirls of her body as she attempted to counter even in her changing and almost standing stature. I pressed a hand against her torso in an effort to calm her down but to no avail. "Mmhh..! Hahh, huhh, keep going…"
Yumiko was being restless in all her manner and tone. I assessed the situation in making my decision, with Nanako's advice being the inherent guide embedded within my mind.
"Let's… Hahh, Yumiko, I want to kiss you…" The positioning of our current endeavor made it impossible for me to connect our wetted and panting lips. I was already starting to miss the sensual connection, and the sentiment I bear on the matter must've been tenfold within Yumiko's own wants. Case in point, her feminine swooning at my confession despite my vigorous pinching of her nipples. "Let me look at you."
I'd been trying to turn the girl around ever since the first kiss she initiated when I landed my hands on her breasts. But my partner was hellbent on keeping the position of her back facing against me, even as I made weak pulls to her arm in showing what I wanted. Realizing it now, the persistence was most likely out of her own depraved desire of having me take her in this position.
Since it was only now, when I've pounded her from behind for unknown period and amount, that Yumiko made no objection in me pulling my wet, enlarged member out of her snatch and facing her head on. Perhaps unaccustomed to this way of confrontation, this regal and snobbish high school diva had the heart to give me an abashed while aroused glance, her sweating boobs and body glistening in all their glory.
"Geez, looks like someone's being a hopeless romantic- Mmph~!" Unfortunately, I lacked the patience to await her response when the warmth of a voluptuous body was so close in front of me. I did exactly what I said to do, clashing our lips in another rampant bout of making out while my hands loyally going back to groping her naked breasts. With the remaining arsenal mind, I finally gauged the confidence to release my tongue to run about, much to the girl's combined surprise and exhilaration. "Mmph, hueh… p-pull on it, Hikio, my tongue- hahh~…"
I realized I could do more in this position, and slithered one hand down her back and latched to one of her round bottom. I did everything I could to her, even the things I couldn't fully register inside my head.
This continued on until Yumiko's moans of delight were easing down, and I let out a started growl of my own between our passionate kisses as I felt her daring touch around my erect member. Slim fingers gripped and moved in gentle motions, travelling along my length forward and back without a sign of boredom.
"Mmah, your thing's so warm, Hachiman, mmph~… it's so, mmhh, look at that size too…" The impromptu handjob Yumiko was giving me increased in its pace and force, showing me no mercy even with the pathetic whimper I began making aloud. I was satisfied with enduring the erotic agony if it meant allowing her to overcome her inner strife. But going by the rampant kisses she was now giving with her energized lips and her body still trembling with need, I knew that something else still needed to be done.
With a final flicker to her nipple, my hand that was on the blonde's chest moved and joined the lower other to squeeze the richness of her bottom fat in synchrony. I'm doing something that's forcing her hungry fingers away from my heating rod, but I bet Yumiko had no issues with it, when I began gauging her ass and carrying herself up into my arms. I was sure of it the instant her thin legs latched and surrounded my torso in a tight embrace.
"Oh yeah… mmhh, umhh! Hahh…" Her small slender hands cupped my cheek and tilted my head up to look at her proper. I battled the passion of her kisses that came at the excitement of being put under my control. Sweaty and lusty palms cradled her puffy bottom with much force, keeping her entire body over the floor and against my own. I could feel the wetness of her pussy caress and collide the hardened length of my cock. Immense frustration was starting to boil up again, especially when the energetic blonde began the effort of moving her hips to emphasize the contact. There was nothing more I wanted right now than to thrust into her heating chamber again. Without anymore delay, the hands clenching her posterior were carried to my back and unfastened the hold of her legs. "H-huh..? Hachiman..?"
Yumiko looked further down, her beautiful complexion showing signs of drunken confusion. Pathetically, I found myself struggling for a little while in committing to what I was attempting. With a deep grunt, I held on and spread my legs a little wider, hoping to gain a better stability as I considered my stature.
Both her warm and sweating feet were now cradled by my respective palms in a firm grip at my sides. I kept them close to my back, and measured the most effective positioning which would allow the blonde to rely on them as much as she needed.
As much as she wanted, so that she could use my hands as the makeshift stepping ground while she slams her restless body against my awaiting shaft. So that the girl could release that unbridled energy making her body tremble in want and need, this was just an amateur attempt at doing my part.
Going by the whispery gasp that Yumiko was making as she met my eyes, though, it seemed I did exactly the right thing.
"Just what are you trying to pull here, Hikio..?" Her luscious lips asked me a question, but her sensuous body already knew the answer. On cue to her understanding of the situation, the blonde moved her groin down in a slow descent, letting her warm snatch rub teasingly against my length. "Hahh, is someone feeling exhausted already?"
"More like someone here's being overly enthusiastic apparently." I bit back with gritted teeth, enduring the heating sensation of her wet womanhood against my meat. Our hazy eyes met and stayed in a standoffish pause, all glisten and sweat reflective of our desire and restlessness. In the wake of her teasing question, I thought an explanation would be necessary. "You were moving around like crazy… hahh, so I thought maybe you needed to- mmph…"
I could see the glimpse of an appreciative smile before she conquered my lips once again in a smothering kiss. The blonde breathed in deep within our connection, and pulled back with a thin trail of saliva and a teasing grin taking its place in her beautiful face.
"There's no way that I'm heavy, but letting me have my way with you ain't gonna make me any lighter, you know?" Following her taunt, the feet to which I'm gripping became tense as it pushed down in pressure. Honed biceps of my arms flexed to keep her position intact, accommodating her added weight with a firm grip of my own. Accordingly, Yumiko was able to carry her waist upward, and hover precisely over the round head of my throbbing penis. So far, everything was arranged according to plan. What Yumiko was taunting me for is my strength in keeping this up. "Sure you're not going to be an exhausted lapdog when I'm riding you to no end?"
As an adequate yet insufferable response, I kept my lips shut and pushed my groin an inch forward, just enough for my bulbous head to push against her entrance. My partner wasn't expecting it, and I relished the sound of her startled gasp as she felt it stimulate her senses and the sight of her pink cheeks as she looked upon my smirking grin. Small and rapid hands reached for the back of my neck; her arms straightened to keep a distance between our faces while she stared at me red-faced for an explanation.
"Why don't you go ahead and find out?" Despite the present fatigue and haziness, the words came out of me as daunting and grating as I wanted it to be. It tugged so effectively on her strings too. The messy blonde delved into my wanting gaze with her bottom lip bitten in arousal, swooning and whimpering as she reached one arm behind her back temporarily to untie her ponytail.
Given my sudden affinity to her new hairstyle, I felt that I should've been disheartened by it. But in the mesmerizing sight of her fleeting golden hair as it fluttered about with the shake of her head, I could honestly phrase no word of objection. For all her pride and prestige, Yumiko was an undeniably beautiful girl.
"You're so hot, Hachiman…" The blonde locked the back of my neck with her hands once again, relying on the pressing hold to lean her weight backwards. Her sultry whisper told me promises of unbridled pleasure and conviction to fulfill her own limitless need. With my hands firm and prepared, my heating partner pushed her hips forward in a slow advance, swallowing my enlarging head and the length that followed little by little. "Hahh, so fucking hot…"
[CALIPER]
"Mmhh! Hahh, hah, this is so…" With teeth enduring another grating grit, I could feel her insides descending down to the girthy half of my length before pulling herself back up in momentary retreat. I don't expect the girl to be able to enact the composure and prowess comparable to the experienced like Nanako and Shizuka. My fingers gripped and gave the trembling felt beneath her feet a slow caress, hoping that she would take her time getting comfortable. It didn't take long for those fingers to then grip her feet tighter just to keep her stable, since the blonde broke out her feist and swallowed myself whole in the second thrust. The rest was a riveting pleasure of energetic movements following after.
"Huhh, relax, woman… Take it eas- guhh..!" My words encouraging a room for respite fell on deaf ears while the throbbing of my penis was beginning to face relentless pumping of her tight snatch. The more she thrusts, the more it accumulates hunger; pace growing rampant and sporadic without regard to her sultry howling and the risky surrounding.
I stared down with eyes glazed with sweat to our connection, watching my rod bathed and frozen in surrender to the embrace and smother of her pussy. Then I looked back up, memorizing the growing familiarity of Yumiko's flawless complexion shaking up and down with tears and sweat. The distance she maintained with her straightened arms to my neck allowed me to indulge a wider view, which showed me more things that just induced my cock to build even harder.
"I can't, Hikio… Hahh, this is too good, I can't, huhh, stop…" Common sense and personal experience have dictated that the vigorous movement of the lower body would cause components of the body to follow the same motions. Given the size and shape of Yumiko's breasts, they were not exempted from such law of physics. In the grace of my partner's undying and melodic moans, I was growing mesmerized to the hypnotism of her melons, bouncing faintly up and about to follow the pounding of her waist. Yumiko noted my intense concentration after some time, and giggled at the attention I was giving to the specific part of her erotic body. "It's tough to pull off in this position, hahh, but I'll let you have at it later on… Mmhh, I'll let you suck on them all you want, Hachiman…"
I would've blushed in response to her giddy approval at my obvious desire if not for the fact that I'm already red-faced in enduring the simultaneous stimulus invading my senses. Yumiko continued to pound as much and hard as she could, and I witnessed the perspicuous jiggle of her bountiful bottom through the reflection in the mirror. My heaving partner took no offence at me staring to the side, knowing that my full attention remained to be on the soulful endeavor of her voluptuous body.
"It really paid off..," Yumiko whispered within the midst of her luscious whimpers. "Hahh, being patient actually paid off…"
"W-What do you mean, Yumiko?" I muttered back at her with brows furrowing in confusion.
"Hahh, hahh, I almost couldn't bear it, mmhh, and thought about doing this when we're back at that corridor, nghh, during recess, you know..?" My eyes grew wide at the newfound confession, attempting to understand the implications to those words. Her thrusts were growing wilder to reflect her frustrations, and I grew perplexed to the mental and physical assailments I was currently experiencing. "Knowing that holding back got me to do this… hahh, huhh, is making me feel so giddy on the inside…"
"Wait, a-are you saying that you were able to fight it, and you could remember that right no- Guhh...!" I did all I could to keep that train of thought. She could restrain the effects of the eyedrop? Yumiko could remember it? How much of her conscience was right now intact? So many questions. But there was no possible way of pursuing it when her physical attacks were gaining dominance, with Yumiko pushing a passionate slam against my groin to swallow the entirety of my shaft. Grating my composure even further, the thirsty blonde kept it there and twirled her waist around in place, letting my pulsing rod smother every space of her heating chamber.
When Yumiko recollected back to her countless pounding, I acceded to give the newfound info some thought in another doable time. Everything that she was doing was a tacit yet soulful demand for me to give her my full attention.
"Look at me, Hachiman… Hahh, look at the results of our friendly matches together…" Commendable athleticism gave the blonde more time with her sturdy legs to enjoy our complicated connection than I thought. The pace of her lunging had slowed down, but it kept a constant and needy motion which showed no indication of being overcame by fatigue. I was supposed to be the one with the reserved energy, since all I could do was just standing firm like a pole and keep the pressure of her feet steady with my hands behind the back. "How about it; do you think I'm as good a match for you here as I am in tennis..? Hahh..?"
But in the end, akin to our tennis matches, I felt myself being the one in the losing end. The telling tale being the volume of thick liquid threatening to release itself from within me.
"How are you still going..? Hahh, Yumiko…" This adamant lady had the gall to flash a drunken smile at my words. She must've thought that was a compliment. That brought about another fit of issues, since that was encouragement enough for her to revert to the rampant pace she started and pounded even more. The persistent hold she had behind my neck was starting to tremble, much like my legs that suffered the consequence of deferring a much-needed release. "I h-have to cum… It's your call, Yumiko…"
Not even a second after I muttered that aloud that my neck was pulled forward, and I met the glowing intensity of eyes bathed in lifeful green. A kiss was only impossible because of the difficulty of our position, but the misty breath that escaped her lips still grazed the sweatiness of my face.
"I want it inside me, Hachiman."
Before I knew it, that kiss was made possible as I changed our position instantly in the girlish swoon of my partner. Frantic, longing lips met again for a passionate smooching, while I released the grip I had to her feet and returned to fondling the doughy cushions of her posterior. The symphonic manner our bodies moved and turned allowed the transition to be seamless, indicative to the fact that my enlarging penis was still well within the warm domains of her sleek pussy. Reaching for support, Yumiko's legs locked itself around my waist and gave me full control in continuing the deed.
"Mmph~! Hahh, guhh, mmhh, hahh…" I took the governing role with eagerness and pushed her back to the wall. Pent up energy that was contained throughout Yumiko's dominance was released in emphatic thrusts of my meat into her insides. Seeing that she was accustomed to the pleasure, I ensured that every push made her swallow me whole, and her moans of delight muffled between our kisses told me feelings of exhilaration in receiving more.
"Ahh~?! Oh my god…" In the spur of an untrammeled audacity, I braced one palm up in the air to then whip a singular yet feisty slap to her round bottom. Yumiko immediately pulled back in shock from our kiss, and I was stupid to even think about apologizing when her teary eyes stared back at me with every indication that she was happy. "Yeah, punish me, Hachiman… I've been testing you too much just now, haven't I..? Hahh, just release everything out and show me how naughty I am…"
"Huhh, woman, you're seriously doing this roleplay stuff now...?" My snarky reply may have not been what she's expecting, but her pushing our lips for a deep kiss again is hardly an appropriate penalty. Regardless, I obliged to her reprimand, but retaliated nonetheless with the increased pace in my thrusts into her. In the course of minutes with no one to count, Yumiko was pinned between a hard wall and a hard penis, her face showing no sign of discomfort rather than elation. Slender legs locked behind me shook and shivered, persevering with fervor to the piercing attacks her center was sustaining.
I wasn't sane enough to be persistent and count how many times Yumiko had expressed her moments of release, but there was no ignoring my own burst of climax.
"Here it is, ma'am… Hahh, a gracious serving at your behest..!" Initiating another passionate kiss to her grinning lips had proven to be an effective method in overcoming the cringe at my attempt of imitating royalty. More than that, my partner was jubilant with that effort and took the last warning with a stronger hold on the back of my neck. Right now, that was the best show of approval if there could ever be any.
The final and deciding slam into her pussy was rallied with delightful moans of content, which I forced to be kept in her throat through a deep kiss in worry of her yelling the most aloud. I shoved the entirety of my length, kept it there and feeling it dispense the fusillade of thick and warm cum into her insides. Shaky hands gripped the richness of her bottom tighter than ever.
Out of desire and necessity, I came inside Yumiko, and indulged the warmth of her breath grazing my ear as she rested her face on my shoulder. We kept that position; I stood my ground and Yumiko kept her legs around my waist, waiting patiently for the impending serenity that comes after a momentous sexual affair.
Together with the release, my body felt like it was instantly hailed with merciless assailment of fatigue and frailty which would crumble my strength. But I stayed, finding the strength of holding on with the singular source of loving whispers laced with insurmountable care and affection.
"I love you... Hachiman, I love you..." A sweet caress of my disheveled hair surrounded me with intoxicating calm that was already emerging from Yumiko's bashful confession. I eased the grasp I had to her bottom and sighed against her ear, hoping that was enough of an expression that I heard her completely and that there was never a chance her words would become something I'll ever forget. My affectionate partner kept going, and the fire of embarrassment within me that erupted initially from her confession was simmering down to a gentle warmth. "I really love you, Hachiman…"
I have so many questions. Too many thoughts. Those were enough symptoms for me to push the intricacies aside and focus on the delicate person before me.
"I'm putting you down, okay?" I did my best converting the hoarse and harsh growls from before into gentle and warm whispers. Yumiko responded with a faint nod of her head that I could feel through the brush of her hair, and I began our careful descent to the floor so we could get our proper bearings in order. I missed the rousing sensation of her posterior the moment my hands left it, and the sense of longing intensified when I had to pull my wet member out of her filled snatch.
I gave Yumiko a quick glance, worrying for any negative reaction that would indicate a hint of pain. Seeing the eyes closed with comfort and lips whistling out wisps of tranquility, I concluded that there was none. My exhausted partner was placed to lie her back at the wall I had been pinning her to. With a tired grunt, I followed suit and laid my back to the wall adjacent to her, grimacing at the coldness assaulting my back from the glassy surface of the mirror. A source of warmth presented itself instantly, as the considerate blonde took stock of our position and intertwined our legs into a messy tangle.
I kept my eyes lazy and half-lidded gazing at the mess of our legs piling and resting atop the other. Once the haze clouding my vision was beginning to subside and my breath was in order, I rested my head to the mirror as well and reminisce in the peaceful silence, eyes closed and everything.
I can hardly remember where Yumiko and I are sprawled at right now. What were we doing here in the first place? Are there people around here? What time is it?
"Ne, Hikio?" I was just about to bask in the internal confusion caused by post-euphoria, but then the soft whisper of my partner pulled me back to reality. I looked at her fully for the first time after putting her down, gulping in surprise at the mesmerizing sight that Yumiko was presenting. The blonde flashed a labored a glance at me, together with her bare and shapely bust heaving faintly for oxygen. "You mind if I clean that up?"
I blinked in mild perplexity before looking around at the disoriented surrounding before us. That was my school uniform right over there, Yumiko's soaked panties here, blazer at my far right, her top at my left here; it took the girl's motherly instincts for me to realize how much of a mess we made. Apologetic, I looked back at her with a wry speck of a smile.
"Sure thing…" I was going to nudge myself slowly to the side to make it easy for her, but then a pair of hands kept my startled legs in place. A question was starting to form in my lips as she began moving together with the hold, she had on me. Then everything was clear when Yumiko positioned and kneeled herself right between my spreading legs and carried her mouth in a slow descent. "W-Wai- I thought-"
"Zip it," Yumiko breathed out, before shaping her plump lips to the girth of my penis and pushed forward. After the climaxing occasion, my heated member was a poor mess of thick mixture of cum from our both ends, bathing its skin all over. As Yumiko began to adapt to the size that was invading her mouth, I realized the thing she intended to clean up was something else entirely.
[SEX SLAVE]
"Mmff… Ummh, hmhh…" Indicative to her depleting energy and settling fatigue, Yumiko was content with coating my length against her lips in a slow and languid pace. Fortunately, that permitted me some semblance of ease since the view of her going at it to my enlarging member was painfully arousing already. While I was starting to feel her soft tongue moving in moderate motions within her mouth, the blonde hiked her curvy bottom upward and let it move in a faint and hypnotizing twirl.
The excruciating minutes of enduring her sensuous blowjob made me question Yumiko's intentions at this point. I was sure that my entire length was sucked clean off of our excess love liquids, and whatever moisture coated on my penis that she was now rubbing with her lips is her own saliva.
Contributing further to my painful incredulity, the blonde finally released my shaft out of her mouth, only to pull her tongue out and savor the taste of my erection once more. I kept my fingers curled and gritted at the sides, allowing the girl some time to lick the length for a few laps before addressing the issue.
"A-Are you trying to make me cum again, Yumiko..?" To my surprise and relief, my partner wasn't ignorant to the hoarse question and glanced at me from below. With her tongue still out and pressing against my head, her golden sparkling eyes moved in slow and calculated blinks, before retreating her tongue to make a proper response.
"Is that what you want, Hachiman?" Yumiko whispered back, slender fingers still embracing the shape of my throbbing member. I could see her body heaving slowly in need, her bottom shaking with awareness at the attention I was giving. Everything about this girl was telling me that she wanted to finish this. But for some inexplicable reason, borne out of the twinkle in her eyes, I had to answer some other vague way.
"…If that's what you want." I wasn't even sure what I was contemplating. There was no glimmer of doubt that Yumiko wanted me to erupt to her face, as much courage it might've needed for me to even go through with that. It was just… In the silence of her gaze as it bore into my own, I was convinced that there was something, anything about her eyes that shows she couldn't commit to her desire. The same one when Yui forced herself out of my bed. The same one when Shizuka pulled away from our last kiss at her office.
It was most likely with the answer that I muttered out, which had gotten Yumiko to finally straighten herself with a forlorn sigh and pulling herself slowly away. My wet but clean erection was left hanging in the air, until it collided and settled against the delicate skin of the girl's backside as she rested herself against me.
"If it's up to what I want, I would've had you take me from behind again right now, Hachiman." The girl was considerate to not push herself entirely since that would kill me. She stopped her advance when the side of her head was able to connect against my cheek, and settled in the warmth it exudes even when I remained unmoving. Yumiko sighed in content, finding our position perfect and laid on my chest while whisking in her thoughts. "But… can't really afford to think only about what I want here…"
Immediately, I almost acted with the urge to ask her even further about what that was supposed to mean. But Yumiko was so close, and I was so tired. Ironic as it would seem, the only way I could think of to calm myself down was to indulge in her proximity and surround the girl in a clingy embrace.
My arms coiled around her waist and pulled the girl just slightly closer to enjoy her warmth, ignoring the measly pain to my erection as it pressed against her back. I dove into the smooth locks of her golden hair, entranced by the flowery aroma that never seemed to leave her be. I felt a gentle hand reach up to my own head of hair. Fingers twirled around every stray strand.
Yumiko displayed her motherly instincts yet again, acquiescing to my child-like demands of not wanting to let her go. Silence was a therapeutic element, but my mind continued to harbor questions and passion that I had no idea how to deliver. Hence, until the blonde was ready to speak up herself, I'm going to peacefully bask in our quiet and serene hug.
"The bikini's all dirtied up..," Yumiko whispered, and I looked up from burying myself in her head. Both our heads turned to the soaked piece of fabric lying on the floor, its wet and disheveled state telling a story of untapped desire which caused the condition. "Well, could've been worse. Besides, I could just take a new set from the racks to buy and sneak this pair into their laundry basket outside."
"You're planning to buy it?" I directed to her the question that I already knew of the answer.
"Yeah." Yumiko placed her hands over my arm when I tightened the hold to her waist. "Suits my eyes, right?"
"Perfectly," I answered with a brief peck to her head, and I could swore there was a distinct purr coming from her throat just as I did it. I couldn't delve into that curiosity so much, though, because something else suddenly crossed my mind. "When did you even take the panties off?"
"Are you seriously asking me that?" I gulped out of instinct and fear that I was getting berated for a mistake I had no idea of committing. Thanks to both of our fatigue, the blonde couldn't commit to it and instead released a wistful sigh. "You're the one who stripped it off of me, doofus. Don't you remember doing that after you turned me around?"
"…I did?" Looking down to get a better look and explanation from Yumiko was a mistake in itself. I may have seen every inch and curve of the blonde's bareness, but the view of her entire frontal naked body as I gazed from above remains to be incredibly arousing.
"Yup. Got swiftly on your knees and licking my legs and everything... Hahh, stupid Hikio, getting me all worked up; I thought you were going to run your tongue down here for awhile, but then you just stood up as quickly as you kneeled and kissed me all over again." I followed the slow trail of her hand as it travelled from cupping my arm to rub faintly against her dripping womanhood. The self-inflicted arousal made her press her knees together, and I dared move not even an inch as I considered upon the unsettling revelation. "…With how you were so hungry for my lips, I guess I couldn't really complain."
"I-I see…" Now that I think about it, sexual intercourse with four bombshells have yet to actually foster my experience or expertise in pleasuring a girl's vagina. I wasn't in the commendable know in how to use my tongue or fingers there, so I find myself thanking my subconsciousness for not making the attempt which may have led to immense embarrassment. "My bad, Yumiko."
"Don't worry about it." Her warm whispers tugged at my heartstrings as usual, intensified now with the feline rubbing of her head against mine. I played along with her gesture of affection, but found myself frozen and taken aback at her words that followed next. "There's always next time, right?"
That's right. If I did nothing about this situation that originated from the liquid in my eyes, we will be doing this again after a span of a week. We would hang out like friends do, and when she'd be driven to lust, we would have sex again like lovers do. Just like Yui, the Yumiko outside the sensuous affair would have no recollection of it happening, and I would be the only one in the know.
Even with Shizuka's valuable input back in the homeroom, there was still no diminishing my wavering thoughts about this whole ordeal.
"…Right."
In the end, that was all I could muster back, conviction and confidence completely out of the picture. I guess Yumiko was aware of it, going with how she hmphed under her breath and letting the silence dominate for awhile for me to consider further.
"Hey…" My partner pressed her delicate hands back to my arms in assurance, demanding for full attention to be allotted to her. "I told you that I love you, right?"
"U-Uh, yeah, you did…" My answer came out in a stuttering mess, entirely unprepared by the clearer rendition of her loving confession. "…I think."
"Good." Despite the hesitation in that response, Yumiko insisted onward, carrying my hand to her lips for an affectionate and caring kiss. "Then stick that into your thick skull."
I continued to stare down at her now closed and contented eyes, chewing silently on her words. What she reiterated just now was essentially something that I should've already acknowledged. That knowledge didn't do pretty well in easing my anxiety to the matter before, but hearing it now from her own mouth once again, there was considerable weight oozing out the burdens in my chest.
The musical dings of the store reverberated in our surrounding, announcing the period of 15 minutes to be remaining before the business was closed for the day. I find it to be convenient timing since I was just finished organizing my thoughts, and I expressed the relief with a quiet sigh.
"Looks like they're going to close up shop," I noted the matter aloud, which garnered the faint hum of awareness from the girl within my embrace. Denying the sense of longing I was already feeling wouldn't do any good but staying around here would be just the same. I released the hold I had to her waist and waited for her affirmative response. "Should we get going?"
"Yeah, I guess… But first…" Expectedly, Yumiko huffed and crawled out from my embrace. What was incredibly unexpected, however, was the pressure of her hand against my chest as she kept me in place to the wall. Before I could comprehend the situation, the blonde's shapely round bust jiggled in full view, pushed closer the longer I stared at it. I looked upward for an explanation, and I was met with half-lidded eyes and a bashful smile. "As promised, Hachiman… The announcement said it's in another 15 minutes. That's 5 minutes enough for you to indulge me again and run your lips on my tits until I'm satisfied."
"…Are you serious?" I mumbled back in a harsh whisper, grimacing at my undying weakness to her common display of competitiveness. The irritation that I wanted to convey didn't take long to regress to a playful barb. "Would 5 minutes even be enough?"
At the sight of my raised eyebrow expressing the teasing tone, the redness on Yumiko's cheeks intensified as she straddled me closer. Her busty soft breasts are practically rubbing against me, the heaving of arousal allowing them to graze my hoarse lips in a sensual rhythm. Hands now caressing my hair to keep my head locked in place, the queen released a breathy sigh before establishing her royal decree.
"That's more a question to ask yourself. Isn't it, Hachiman?"
Feisty and taunting challenges are the essence of my dynamic with this grating, tantalizing girl. Honestly, the fiery tenacity Yumiko often emanates in the face of rousing competition will be the death of me. But until then, I will be alive; her mushy bust squeezed in my energized hands, and her erect nipples inches away from my wettened lips.
Yumiko's squeal as my mouth landed on her melon was akin to a blown whistle before a starting match. I glanced at the haziness of her eyes, and told the snobbish girl through a childish bite to her skin that I was determined to emerge victorious.
I'm horny like that.
MY TEEN ROMANTIC COMEDY IS AS EROTIC AS I HAD NEVER EXPECTED
Partner's Name: Nakano Nanako
Relations: Acquaintance
Initiator: Nakano Nanako
Date: 7th February 2017
Time: 9:30 PM
Location: Sushi Delight's private booth
Initiated Positions: Sex Slave, Cowgirl, Lotus
Partner's Name: Yuigahama Yui
Relations: Friend, Clubmate
Initiator: Yuigahama Yui
Date: 8th February 2017
Time: 7:00 AM
Location: Hikigaya Hachiman's bedroom
Initiated Positions: Whisper, Missionary, Python
Partner's Name: Hiratsuka Shizuka
Relations: Teacher, Confidant
Initiator: Hiratsuka Shizuka
Date: 8th February 2017
Time: 12:15 PM
Location: Soubu High School's consultation room
Initiated Positions: Snake Charmer, Orgazm Generator, Zodiac
Partner's Name: Miura Yumiko
Relations: Friend, Classmate
Initiator: Miura Yumiko
Date: 8th February 2017
Time: 5:00 PM
Location: Koaha Swimwear's changing room
Initiated Positions: Standing Doggy, Caliper, Sex Slave
Author's Notes: What do you guys think of this one? Too rushed? Too slow? 8man too suave? 8man too cowardly? Anything that taking into account the previous chapters had been a major consistency?
Maybe it really was due to my pre-existing affinity to hot and busty blondes, but Yumiko's post-intercourse bit was supposed to be longer than what was now written, believe it or not. But before I got carried too far away, I rehashed the entire scene I was writing which was supposed to show a wholesome conversation between the two on their way home and the significant changes about Yumiko that 8man noted throughout.
That should be a narrative for another girl at another time, I suppose, since I was letting my bias run wild already with now literally 4 chapters starring this lovely, stern and caring lady. You might not be the focal point in the story of the main light novel, Yumiko, but fanfics say otherwise! What a queen.
Hopefully, the way this chapter ended wasn't too sudden or anti-climactic for anyone. Sometimes the mind can imagine better than any words can make it, right? I hope this would be one of those times.
Before I end this, I'd like to give a giddy shout-out to two Oregairu fics here, since I totally forgot to do one in the last chapter. Note that these two wouldn't necessarily need any recs in the first place, so take it more as my display of appreciation to some very cultured literature.
The first fic to be suggested is very fitting with context, because it was the story that I intended but forgot to rec in the previous chapter and it is also the catalyst which got me going in writing this one. How come? Well, I come, because the author gave a story update with some raunchy, testosterone-inducing scenes included in it. I'm talking about the Apathetic Super Soldier by 2Majestic. I honestly suck at making summaries or writing reviews, so I won't even try to cook one up here. Point of consideration I'd like to point out would be that bearing in mind this is a smut-filled story I'm writing here, and if the fic so aforesaid was able to encourage me in updating it, you may get the idea what's in there. Wink wink. For real tho, check it out if you have the time. It's not a smut fic but it's up there. 8man is also so cool in this.
The second one is So I Accidentally Got A Harem Because of The Law, What Now? by .fics. A well-written smut with a much better plot. I remember smiling in glee more at admiring the thought process that might've been involved in starting this rather than the smut itself, only for me to now frown in dread since it seems like it dated back to the Renaissance since the story has been updated. Trust me, I'm aware that I am the least qualified person to encourage someone in updating their story more frequently. But in the rare circumstance that I'm lucked out here and the writer bro is actually reading this, I'd like to convey my hopes that you are in good health so you could live a happy life and at the sidelines sneak in some time to continue the story.
What was that, "could it be that you like harems, my dude?" Holy shi- How did you know?!
That's all for now. Any form of comments, criticism or compliment are very much appreciated as always. Stay safe and remember to find and do the things that make you happy.
See you in another year lol.