Kotonoha opened her eyes.
Her hands were gripping the covers tightly.
Relief went through her body. She had been worried that all her training had been for nothing. But when Makoto wasn't sleeping next to her, she could resist the urge to tou-… to masturbate. Now if only she had the same self control if he was with her. She had to make sure she improved, since Makoto would likely be sleeping next to her more often if things went well. And she had to stop being so needy.
She checked the time. It was still early, but she might as well get up.
Kotonoha got out of bed and took a long shower. She wanted to be clean for Makoto-kun.
After washing her hair twice and combing it meticulously, it fell down smoothly.
When she was done with that, she applied makeup.
Kotonoha went back to her room and checked her closet. She wouldn't be wearing clothes for very long since they intended to swim, but even so, she had to look good. Makoto would see her clothes when he entered and he might stay a bit after they were done swimming.
She tried on a few things and eventually settled on a white crop top that hugged her figure tightly and a red skirt. She wasn't used to exposing her belly button, but Makoto would probably like it.
When she finally got downstairs, everyone was already gone. She found a note on the kitchen table from her mother saying she would be home late, as usual.
Time for breakfast. She still had several hours left before Makoto would be here.
When she was done eating, Kotonoha took out an apron and put it on. In a drawer, she found the binder with all the recipes from her mom.
Making cookies couldn't be that hard, right?
Even though she thought that, it took her most of the remaining time to piece something together. When she was done cleaning up, she laid down on the couch. She had closed her eyes for maybe ten minutes when the doorbell rang.
Kotonoha jumped up.
She quickly checked whether her clothes and hair were still okay and then went to the hallway to open the door.
"Hey beautiful," Makoto said.
"Hey," she said, breathless.
They kissed deeply.
"Come on in."
She stepped aside so he could enter.
"You look good," he said. His eyes roamed over her unusually exposed body.
"Thanks." Kotonoha closed the door.
"I'll take off my shoes," he said.
"Hold on. There is something I need to do first."
She moved closer and reached to open up the button of his pants. Then, she pulled down his zipper.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"I got you hard on the platform last time," she said. "Later on the train as well. And I still didn't take care of it. I need to make it up to you. You've waited for way too long already."
"You could at least ask me first," he said. "And do you really want to do that here?"
"Sorry, I wasn't thinking clearly."
He closed his pants. "You're being needy again."
She looked at the ground. She felt her face get hot.
"Look," he said. "Let's pretend this never happened. I'm gonna sit down in the living room. You pour me a drink and then ask me properly, okay?"
"O-Okay."
Makoto took off his shoes and went to the living room.
Kotonoha went to the kitchen and took out some things.
He was sitting on the couch when she arrived. Kotonoha handed him his drink and put a plate of cookies on the coffee table.
"It's homemade lemonade," she said. "Do you like it?"
He took a sip. "It's good."
"I uhm… I tried making cookies as well."
Makoto took one and tasted it. "Not bad. I can tell you put in a lot of effort."
"I'm still bad at cooking."
"But you're improving."
"Thanks. Can I… do it now?" She played with her fingers.
"That's not how you ask for something, Kotonoha."
"I'm bad at this," she said.
"You just need to learn."
"Can you… direct me a bit?"
"Okay. Come closer."
She moved until she stood right in front of him.
"Now get on your knees and look up at me," he said.
"On my knees? Why?"
"Fine, if you don't want to do it. I thought yesterday you said you'd take care of it every time."
"But, I thought you wanted it as well?"
"If this is the level of enthusiasm you have, I prefer taking care of it myself." He stood up. "Where is the bathroom?"
"No, no. I'll do it. Please, sit down again."
"You don't want to," he argued. "You just feel like you have to because you're afraid I'll dump you otherwise."
"That's not true. I really want this."
"Well convince me then." He sat back down. "Get down on your knees, now."
Hesitantly, she got down on her knees.
Makoto was right, she had to convince him she really wanted this. They would get nowhere if she only did it out of a sense of obligation.
"Now beg me properly."
She looked up at him. "Can I… suck on it?"
"No," he said. "Be specific and polite."
She swallowed hard. "Can I please suck your cock, Makoto-kun?"
"That's better. You're starting to get there."
"Please," she continued. "I really want to make you feel good."
"Hm."
"Let me take care of you with my mouth, Makoto-kun."
"Why? What do you get out of that?"
"I… it makes me feel good. I feel proud of myself when you moan and shiver and I feel like I'm being a good girlfriend."
"What else?"
"I love the taste of your cum. I love having it inside of me. It's a constant reminder that I'm taking care of your needs like a good girlfriend should."
"Hm."
"And…" she blushed even harder. "I like it if you take charge and show me how to do it. I want to learn how to improve and be a better girlfriend. I know it's difficult to date me so I want to compensate by making you feel good, even if it's only for a little moment."
"You think a little blowjob can compensate for everything else?"
"No, of course not. But I want to do whatever I can. This is one of the few things I can do, so will you please let me do it?"
"Alright." He leaned back. "Go ahead."
She eagerly reached forward to undo his pants.
"Slowly," he said. "Ease into it. And thank me."
"Sorry. Thanks for letting me suck your cock, Makoto-kun."
She slowly pulled his pants and boxers down until his cock sprang free. She was still a bit surprised at how big it was, even though she had seen it already.
Makoto had trimmed his pubes neatly, so they wouldn't be in the way.
Kotonoha briefly wondered what Makoto would prefer for her. It was inevitable he would touch her there eventually and she didn't want to ruin it for him. He would certainly have some image of what…
She shook her head. Now was not the time to worry about that. She had to focus on making him feel good.
Kotonoha took his pants off completely so he would be comfortable.
She tried to ignore how incredibly wet she was from the begging. Kotonoha was almost certain that if she stood up now, she would have left a wet spot from dripping through her panties.
Focus, she told herself. This is about Makoto-kun.
Her boyfriend was reasonably hard already.
Kotonoha remembered she had to ease into it, so she started by taking it in her hand and leaving long licks up and down. He grew harder under that.
"There you go," he said. "Look up at me."
It wasn't easy to keep looking up, but she tried her best. When he seemed to be getting bored of her licks, she wrapped her lips around the head and sucked softly. That earned her a soft moan.
Sensing she was doing alright, she started to push up and down while moving her tongue around him.
"Nice and deep," he said.
Kotonoha pushed it deeper inside, but she couldn't even take it halfway.
"That's not deep," he said. "Push it further."
"I'm trying," she said. Kotonoha took a deep breath and pushed down hard. Her throat protested and she was forced to pull back up.
Makoto sighed. "I'll show you." He collected her hair in a rough ponytail.
"No, please."
"Open up, Kotonoha," he said. "I'm trying to help you."
"But," she protested weakly.
"Do you want to do it properly or not?"
"I do, but-"
"Open."
Slowly, she opened her mouth.
Makoto pushed her down about three quarters of the way. She was gagging and coughing violently.
"Swallow," he said. "Accept it."
Kotonoha instinctively put her hands on his legs and pushed herself up to breathe.
Makoto pulled her hair back hard. It hurt badly.
"Don't ever push me away like that," he warned her. "It's very disrespectful. I'm trying to help you, and you push me away."
"I'm sorry," she said.
It was really scary to see him like that. If this was real that is. Maybe Makoto hadn't said anything at all and she was simply hallu-
"Hands behind your back."
Kotonoha obediently folded her hands on the small of her back.
"Keep them there."
He pushed her down again.
"When I tell you to take it deep," he explained calmly. "This is how deep I want you do go, for now."
"Uhu." She struggled to stay calm. Her throat kept protesting. She tried her best to breathe evenly through her nose.
Finally, Makoto pulled her back up.
"Breathe," he ordered.
Kotonoha breathed hard. Some spit dribbled down over her chin.
"Can you do it on your own now, or do I need to help you?"
"I can do it," she quickly said.
"We'll see." He leaned back on the couch. "Continue."
She got back down on his cock.
Kotonoha kept gagging and coughing, but she powered through it. If she didn't do it properly, makoto would be angry at her. Or worse, disappointed.
On every turn, she had to push herself down really hard to force it as deep as it was supposed to go. Her eyes started watering quickly.
"That's a good girl," he praised her. Makoto patted her head.
She felt a surge of pride go through her body. This made it all worth it.
"You can have a short break," he said. "Lick me down there for a while."
She got off his cock and licked his balls. This was much easier.
He gave her about a minute respite before he ordered her to get back to work.
She continued blowing him for maybe three more minutes.
"I'm gonna cum," he said. "Jerk it off into your mouth."
She took it into her hand and jerked him off hard. Her tongue occasionally flicked at the sensitive head.
He orgasmed. Kotonoha felt it shoot into her mouth.
After three spurts, it slowed to a dribble. She quickly enveloped the head with her lips so she could suck it all out.
"Keep it in your mouth," he said.
"Uhu."
Kotonoha coaxed out the final drops with her hand and then released him.
"What do you want to do with that?" he asked.
"Can I please swallow it?" she begged. At least, she said something vaguely resembling this, since it wasn't easy to talk with her mouth full of cum.
"Go ahead," he said. "Swallow it. And then thank me."
She gulped it all down. "Thank you, Makoto-kun. Your cum is delicious."
"Good girl." He patted her head again.
Makoto let out a satisfied sigh. He tapped the spot next to him.
Kotonoha got up on the couch next to him. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer.
It was quiet for a long moment.
"Was that okay?" Kotonoha asked eventually. "I tried my best. It wasn't easy."
"It wasn't easy for me either."
"For you?"
"You were struggling," he said. "And I had to watch."
"But…"
"I wanted to go easy on your, but you're not gonna learn anything if I do. And you asked me to direct you." He looked her straight in the eye. "It wasn't easy to see you struggle, Kotonoha. I was scared I would overdo it."
"It was fine," she assured him. "I can handle it."
She had never really considered how it was for him. But now that he said it, it made sense he was worried about her. Makoto was her boyfriend after all.
"If I overdo it, you have to tell me, okay?" he said.
"What do I need to say?" she asked.
"Hm. Let's agree on a simple word. How about red?"
"Red?"
"You have to stop for a red light, right? You've never played Red Light/Green Light?"
She chuckled. "Really?"
"Well if you have another suggestion I'm glad to hear it."
"Red is fine. Thanks for being so considerate, Makoto-kun."
"Of course I'm considerate, I lo-…"
"Makoto-kun?"
"Nothing." He turned away.
"You were gonna say it, weren't you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." He stood up. "Weren't we gonna go swimming?"
"Ye." Couldn't he just say he loved her?
Kotonoha sighed. "I'll give you a tour of the house first, okay?"
"Okay."
Kotonoha stood up as well. She took a little box from her pocket.
"Are those breath mints?" he asked.
"Yeah." She put one in her mouth. "You want one?"
"Sure."
He accepted one and put it in his mouth.
"Do you have those with you because of what you just did?"
"I don't mind tast-… no, I love tasting your cum. But I figured you might not want to taste it yourself when we kiss."
"That's very considerate of you, Kotonoha."
"It's nothing, really."
"Let's see if it works, shall we?"
He wrapped his hands around her waist and kissed her. It was a very dominant kiss with lots of tongue action.
By the time he was done, she was a dripping mess. After pleasuring him with her mouth, she was so… horny, she could probably cum from kissing alone if he kept it up long enough.
Makoto licked his lips. "Yeah, it works. Well done, Kotonoha."
She blushed. "It's nothing really. Anyway, so this is the living room."
He chuckled. "I noticed."
"And you've seen the kitchen as well, so how about I show you my room?"
"After you, gorgeous."
He followed her upstairs to her room. She was acutely aware that he could probably look beneath her skirt on the stairs. It was very short after all. And her panties were still wet. Luckily she had put on a black pair this morning, so it shouldn't be super obvious.
"So, this is it."
"It's pretty big."
"That's what she said," Kotonoha mumbled.
"Sorry, I didn't catch that."
"Nothing." Kotonoha smiled.
He eyed her bed. "That looks like it can fit five people."
"For all my boyfriends," Kotonoha teased him.
"Oh, I thought I was the only one?"
"Oh come on. You really think you could satisfy me by yourself?"
"I could ask the same about you."
"That…" Kotonoha swallowed hard. That was a little too close to-
"Hey, why so serious? I was joking, in case it wasn't obvious."
"Yeah, of course. Sorry, I was just… thinking about something."
"You're insecure?"
"Maybe. Hey, look at this." She opened her walk-in closet.
"That's a lot of clothes," he said.
Kotonoha shrugged.
"I like that dress," he said. He pointed to a red summer dress.
"Oh, you do?" She blushed slightly.
"Is that weird?"
"It's my favorite one as well," she admitted.
"Oh, I see. We have the same taste then."
"Yeah. I think you are hot, you also think you're hot."
He chuckled. "You seem to be in a good mood."
"I am," she confirmed. "Uhm, would you mind waiting outside for a sec? I'm gonna put on my bikini beneath my clothes. Then we won't have to come back up again."
"Sure."
He went outside and closed the door behind him.
Kotonoha stripped down. She put on her bikini top (even though she intended to swim without it). Hesitantly, she brushed her fingers over her pubic hair. Would Makoto want her to shave it off? She shaved her legs, but not between her legs.
She wanted to ask him, but it was a bit awkward to bring up out of nowhere.
Kotonoha put on her bikini bottoms. By the time she had put her skirt back on, they were already wet. But she reasoned bikini bottoms were designed to get wet anyway.
"Okay, I'm done."
She showed him the bathroom as well.
"Is that the pool?" he asked.
"That's a bathtub," she said dryly.
"Oh. Well it looks like a pool to normal people."
"Do I detect jealousy there?"
"Of course not."
"Come on, I'll show you the rest of the house."
She continued her tour. They ended at the inside pool.
They had a small outside pool, but there was also a large building at the back of the garden. There, they had a sauna, jacuzzi and indoor pool. There were a few lounge chairs around the pool and the ceiling was made out of glass to allow daylight to come in.
"Just how rich is your family?" Makoto asked.
Kotonoha looked away, embarrassed.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked," he said. "I'll get changed."
He took his swimming trunks from his bag and stripped down.
Kotonoha couldn't help but admire his body. Makoto wasn't super muscular, but there was something about him that…
"Makoto-kun." She averted her eyes. Makoto was fully naked now.
"What? Oh come on, you've seen everything from up close already, haven't you?"
"Yes, but… you caught me off guard."
He smirked. "It's very impressive, I know."
"No, I was-"
"It's not impressive?"
"Makoto-kun."
"Well is it it impressive or not?"
She sighed. "Yes, it's very impressive. But I was wondering about something else."
"Oh." He finally put on his trunks.
"Your uhm… your hair."
"My hair? You mean…"
"Yeah. You've trimmed it, didn't you?"
"I have. It's more convenient that way. You never know when a hot girl would come along."
"And would you… say you had a girlfriend. Hypothetically speaking."
He smiled. "Yes?"
"Would you want her to, well, you know what I want to ask."
"I think I would prefer it if my girlfriend was hairless down there," Makoto said. "It's just, I don't know, it-"
"You don't need reasons," Kotonoha said. "I just wanted to know your preference."
"Not very Japanese of me huh?"
Kotonoha shrugged. "To each their own."
It was silent for a moment.
"So, aren't you gonna get changed?" he asked.
"Oh, yeah, of course."
She made an arm crossing motion to take her crop top off and put it on a nearby lounge chair. Her fingers unzipped her skirt and let it pool down at her feet. She stepped out of it, picked it up and carefully folded it. Lastly, she rolled down her socks and put them on the pile as well.
"Uhm…" Kotonoha hesitated.
"Yes?"
"Do I really have to?" she asked.
"You promised," he reminded her.
"But… it's embarrassing."
"How so?" he came closer and took her hand. "I'm topless, so why can't you do the same?"
She felt a strange headache coming up.
Was her anemia playing up again?
"Kotonoha?"
"Huh? Ah, sorry. Of course, you're completely right. I was just confused for a sec."
She reached back and undid the strings of her top. Kotonoha put it away as well.
"Sometimes I get a bit confused," she said.
"It's okay," he said. "I'm always here to help clear things up."
He studied her for a moment. "Did I ever tell you you are gorgeous?"
"Not nearly enough."
They shared a deep kiss.
Kotonoha broke it off after a while.
"Okay, time to get wet," she said.
"Huh?"
She gave him a shove.
Makoto lost his balance and fell backwards into the pool.
He came back up. "No fair."
"Oh, poor boy."
He got back out of the pool. "Time for you to get in."
"Hey, wait."
She tried escaping, but Makoto was much stronger than her. It wasn't long before she was thrown into the pool.
Kotonoha kicked her feet hard until her head broke the surface. She brushed her wet hair out of her face.
Makoto joined her in the water. The water only came to her belly here. It was deeper on the other side though.
They kissed again.
Even though they had said they would swim together, there wasn't much swimming involved. Makoto was more interested in making out. And she wasn't about to stop him.
After only a few minutes, he was working her breasts, and her hand was inside his trunks.
"You're hard," he said.
"I wonder why that is."
"I wouldn't know," she feigned innocence even though her hand was rubbing him hard.
"Kotonoha."
"Hm?"
"I'm gonna kiss your breasts, okay?"
"O-Okay."
He moved down and trailed kisses over her chest. It felt really good. Her desire increased even further.
She couldn't stop herself from opening up his trunks and taking it out. She could give him a proper handjob now. It felt a bit strange to do it underwater.
Urged by her, Makoto started biting softly and sucking on her nipples.
If he kept going, she might orgasm from her breasts alone.
"Kotonoha," he said. "You're gonna have to stop."
She slowed down. "Are you getting close?"
"Uhu. We should get out of this pool."
"Agreed."
He pulled himself up on the edge on got out. From the edge, he held out his hand and easily pulled her up as well.
"What do you want me to do?" Kotonoha asked.
"I want you to use your breasts."
"You mean…"
"It's called paizuri, tit fucking."
"I've heard of it," she said. "But I've never done it."
"Just, kneel down and put it between your breasts. It's pretty straightforward."
"Okay."
Kotonoha sank to her knees and did as he asked. Her chest was so big it wasn't hard to envelop him. She used both hands to push her breasts together.
Hesitantly, she moved up and down.
"There you go," Makoto said. He matched her movements with his hips.
She quickly understood where the name 'tit fucking' came from.
Would he do it so hard as well when they had real sex? Wouldn't that hurt?
Kotonoha was surprised at how good it felt for her. She expected this to feel good for him primarily, but her breasts were so sensitive she got a lot of enjoyment out of the stimulation as well.
"It's a bit dry," he said.
"Hold on."
Kotonoha took his cock on her mouth and bumped her head up and down a few times. Sloppy noises went through the room. When she took it out again, it glistened from her saliva.
"That's better," he said.
With the new lubricant, he fucked her breasts harder. At this point, he was just using her body for his own pleasure, and somehow, that made Kotonoha feel even more aroused.
"I'm gonna cum," he said. "Open your mouth."
"Huh? Ah, sorry."
Kotonoha quickly opened her mouth just as he exploded.
She was a bit too late. One rope of cum spurted over her left cheek before she could lower her lips over his dick.
The rest went all in her mouth.
She sucked him for a bit until he was getting soft again and slipped out of her mouth. Then, she showed him the cum she had collected.
"Good girl," he said. "Make it disappear."
With a sense of pride, she swallowed it all.
"Sorry about this," Kotonoha said. She collected the cum on her cheek with her finger and licked it clean. "I got carried away and wasn't paying attention. Next time I'll take it all in my mouth."
"Hm. Well I wouldn't mind some variation."
"Ye, you want to come on my face?"
"Or on your chest."
"Unbelievable," she fake-pouted.
"Would you be okay with that?"
"If that's what you want," she said. "It's okay."
She went to the chair with their clothes and took another breath mint out of her pocket.
She had just put it in her mouth, when Makoto-kun embraced her from behind.
"Hey."
"I love you."
She turned red. "M-Makoto-kun."
"I'm not scared anymore," he said. "I love you, Kotonoha."
"So unfair," she complained.
"How so?"
"You're taking me completely off guard."
"I always take you off guard," he said.
"Okay, that's true," she admitted.
She turned around and they kissed. Her breasts pressed against his chest.
Their kiss ended after a long time.
Kotonoha sighed. "I need to check the time."
She picked up her phone from the lounge chair.
"Kokoro-chan will be home soon." There was still over an hour left actually, but she still had some things she wanted to get in order before her sister came home.
"Did you tell your parents I'm here?"
"Well uhm… not really."
"I better go then."
"Yeah." She picked up two towels and handed one to him. "I uhm…"
"Don't worry about it, Kotonoha. We better take things slow with your dad."
"Okay. I-I'll talk to him about inviting you another time. Officially."
"Good."
Kotonoha said nothing.
He finished drying off and got dressed.
"Hey. We'll see each other tomorrow." Makoto put on a new shirt from his bag.
Kotonoha put on her clothes as well.
"I don't want you to leave," she said. "I want to be with you, all day. I want to sleep with you every night."
"We'll get there," he said. "Eventually. For now, just dream about me."
"I do… I…"
"What's wrong?"
"Sometimes when I dream about you I… I feel the urge to… to touch myself. Down there." She felt relieved she had finally said it.
"I see," he said slowly. "Does that happen often?"
"Uhm. Yeah. I try not to do it, but, sometimes it's just…"
"When we slept together-"
"Please don't ask."
"I want to know," he insisted.
"Y-You were still asleep."
"Okay." He nodded.
"Are you angry?"
"I want to touch you there," he said. "It's very frustrating that you don't let me."
"I know. I'm so sorry."
"But if you do it yourself, isn't it a bit…"
"Hypocrite?" she suggested.
"I don't know. I guess. I mean… I think it's a bit selfish of you. How would you feel if I watched porn? Wouldn't it bother you?"
"No. It's okay. You can do that if you want to."
"Why?"
"I understand that I can't satisfy you properly, so-"
"You're too hard on yourself."
"But we're not with each other 24/7. I don't think you should walk around frustrated for days if I'm not around to give you a hand."
"Well I can't always be there for you either."
"But if you're there, I won't let you help me out. So it's entirely my fault."
"Yeah, if you put it like that."
"Sorry I'm so bad at controlling myself, Makoto-kun."
"Well I think you're improving."
"I am. It's getting better. But when you were lying next to me, I just… lost control."
"Okay. It can't be helped I guess."
"I just wanted you to know," she said. "I promise I'll do my best to control myself."
"Well yes. I want to know."
"Makoto-kun?"
"If it happens. I want you to tell me. Straight away."
"O-Okay. I understand."
"I really need to go now," he said. "Your sister will be home soon. We can call tonight if you still want to talk about this, okay?"
"Okay." He had taken it a lot better than she had anticipated. "I love you, Makoto-kun."
"Me too."
They kissed.
"You should go."
Kotonoha walked him to the front door.
They shared one last kiss. A kiss that lifted her off her feet. Literally, since she jumped up and wrapped her legs around him. He carried her weight easily.
"See you tomorrow," he said.
"Yeah."
He put her down and left.
Kotonoha looked until he was behind the corner and then closed the door.
Focus, Kotonoha, she told herself. There was still stuff she had to do.
First she went to the bathroom to remove her makeup and put on different clothes. With an appearance like this, no one would believe she had sat here studying.
After she had changed into casual shorts and an oversized shirt and removed every trace of makeup, she went back to the pool.
She found Makoto-kun had left his shirt on the lounge chair.
Kotonoha put the towels in the dryer so her parents would think she had just taken a bath and hid Makoto's shirt beneath her pillow.
As she still had time left, she went to the bathroom. She took a new razor and removed all her pubic hair.
She had never removed all of it before, but now that she did, she had to admit she kinda liked the way it looked. It looked cleaner, somehow. The only downside being that it itched a bit, but she knew she wasn't allowed to touch herself there.
Kotonoha inspected herself a few times to make sure she had gotten it all and then returned to her room.
From a box under her bed, she retrieved the shock collar.
She hadn't used it much lately. Things were going pretty well between them after all. Maybe she wouldn't need it anymore?
Maybe better to save it for now, just in case.
Kotonoha put it safely away again.
Okay, everything was in order now. Her parents would never know Makoto had been here.
Kotonoha sighed. She might as well get started on her homework.