"Miho-kun, have you ever thought of becoming someone's girlfriend for a night?"
"Eh?"
It was a question rather out of nowhere.
"For a night…? Am I…finally going to do it? S-see the client…?"
"Not exactly." M said. "There's a certain friend of mine, who has a son, who is pretty much a virgin at his age."
"And of course, I won't let you do it for free. You will be paid for your effort."
"You can even consider it as a practice before the real thing." He pressed on, listing out the benefit of it.
"Just a small favor for the friendship between us."
"Also, the fact that he is a virgin. I'm sure it will end fast. Like a Quickie." M chuckled. "Easy job. Easy money. But of course, it's up to your decision."
"…"
Despite the request's benefit, Miho was hesitated.
Even though M-san had given her the choice to decline, she couldn't help but sensing that she had to take this request regardless.
It would be much easier if he just tells me to do it.
"Give me a call once you've made up your mind."
"And now, your break time is over."
His words put Miho's mind back to the current situation.
Sitting on the hard floor. Her legs were slightly numbed and her pussy was sore after a period of intense riding on a perverted-shaped dildo.
Fat Joe, that was the name of her partner tonight.
Even though she didn't have to do the intercourse with M-san, but a mixed feeling was there when her session was recorded on the camera.
It was placed right behind her, at the certain…obscene angle.
Everyone could see how naughty, or dirty when she moved her ass up and down, while having Fat Joe inside her.
Miho's body was glistering in her beads of sweat, particularly by her nether regions. It was soaked with lubrication, which encouraged her…riding to be smooth.
She rode it with different styles.
Cow girl.
Reverse cow girl.
Each position with a lengthy duration.
It's almost like squatting…
A thought occurred like that during her hips' movement.
Adding to Miho's shame, she had her own orgasms twice during such regiment training.
The burning heat within her body only subsided just a bit after a small break.
Before Miho would ride on Fat Joe again, she applied the lube from the top all the way down to the base.
"Ride it for another twenty minutes." M gave her the 'homework'.
"And try not to cum before that. Go."
Once more, she embraced that feeling of full along with numbness between her legs.
She lifted herself up and down. Up and down.
After a couple of minutes, Miho's breathing started to labor.
"A-Alright. I'll do it." She spoke up. "I'll go meet that person…"
Silently, M reached out to his smartphone and type something on the screen.
Following his action, Miho's phone was vibrated.
"I've just sent the client's profile to you. I will pick you up tomorrow after school."
… … …
… …
…
"I see. So, you're busy again today."
"I'm sorry guys. I'll make it somehow."
"Uhm, don't worry Miporin. The next time we meet, I'll have you pay in full!"
Her friends soon parted way, leaving Miho alone on her own. She turned to the opposite direction and started walking.
I can't believe I have just done that.
I lied to my friends without blinking an eye so that I go to meet a complete stranger and allow him to embrace me.
Lying…I wasn't able to do something like that back in Kuromorimine.
Her mind raced through those memories, every moment in her old school to the ones in the new school, Ooarai.
And now…I have to go and meet that person…
Will I able to serve somebody else than him? What if the man was prompted to be violent?
But M-san has trained me. He taught me the techniques and other things of how to please the man.
I wonder if I can satisfy him…
Miho's walking came to a halt. Her face felt hot all of sudden as she placed a hand on the temper.
Goodness, now I'm thinking like a…prostitute.
Is this what I am becoming?
Once I'm done with that person, I would go meet another…and then…
Miho immediately shook her head, regaining her composure.
"Now it's not the time…I must go."
…
…
"Right on time. You must be looking forward to it, aren't you?" M said as soon as she entered the car's backseat next to him.
Miho was embarrassed. She didn't know how to respond to that. Deny. Or say something else, but what?
"Don't worry, I will put the punctual as your strong point on your profile."
My profile?
"Here."
He handed a box of condom to her.
It was rather odd to Miho because to her knowledge: Doing it with a client without using contraception. That was the selling point of the Establishment's JK service.
"Gotta give him some proper education about the sex, right? I believe you can give him some basic knowledge."
"Besides, he is really not your VIP. So don't let him get ahead of himself."
"Either way, he will be very curious and full of energy. Make sure to exhaust all of that out of him."
"Make his dream or whatever dirty fantasy come true."
"I…understand…"
The car soon rolled its wheels.
Throughout the ride, the air was strangely quiet. While the driver kept his eyes on the road, M-san only looked out the window without a purpose.
Miho only glanced at him occasionally. She assumed that she would be groped or something, but those things didn't happen.
The distance between her and M was maintained all the way. He didn't make a move, and so did she.
…
…
The car finally stopped once it reached the destination.
"Once you're done, give my driver a call. He'll pick you up."
"…Th-thank you." She nodded at the driver, who returned the same gesture.
"Ask yourself this, Miho-kun." Just when she has just got out of the car, M spoke up.
"Are you a whore? A lover? Or a JK?"
She was puzzled by his question.
"Good luck."
The car automatically closed its door and drove away. Leaving her on her own account.
Miho's mind remained blank for a moment before she remembered why she's here.
Taking a deep breath, Miho made her way into the…uncharted territory.
…
…
Contrast to the place Miho is staying, the low-rise building was a little…run down.
Then again, this place rather didn't put up much effort in keeping itself clean.
Stacks of old magazines. Plastic bags containing rubbish piled up high at one spot.
The sight of them greeted Miho strongly when she made for the stairs.
She questioned herself if this was a right place. Or was it some sort of prank?
A dirty place like this certainly would make Miho, a JK, in a school uniform, was out of place.
She stopped before the door with a number on it; the same number of her client is staying.
This is it. Miho thought. She would meet the man, who arguably would be her 'first' customer in this line of work.
There was a small sense of fear lingering in her chest. The imagination of a bad scenario.
"It will be ok. It will be alright…"
Once Miho had gathered the courage, she rang the doorbell.
Just under a minute or less, Miho heard some rustling noises behind the door before it was opened.
"…woh! It is true." The voice was barely holding his excitement. "It's actually you!"
Instinctively, Miho examined closely at the person.
His physique was similar to Uncle Tom, but fatter, and greasy. His face was chubby and scruffy. Uncut messy hair.
A worn-out colored tank top already stretched out its originated size by the man's big stomach, and shorts showing his hairy legs.
Exercise and hygiene were not his priorities, that's what Miho had concluded.
He reminded Miho of the impression she met Uncle Tom for the first time, but he didn't give off the intimidating vibe. He greeted Miho warmly with his baby face, rounded chin and small eyes.
It would be quite a stretch to say he's cute though, even with his thick glasses.
Overall, Miho was a bit...bemused, rather got nervous.
"Pl-please Come in." The man invited her with his hand gesture.
"E-excuse me." Miho said before she entered.
With some educated guess, Miho was once more greeted with the sight of garbage bags lining up on both sides of the hallway.
She picked up a certain smell. Not the kind of awful sour odor coming from the food remains or waste.
It smells like squid.
"Sorry about the mess…" The man chuckled out of embarrassed. "But don't worry, I have cleaned my bedroom."
He walked past Miho so that he could guide her in further.
His apartment's space was about the same as Miho's, but after a carefully examination.
Originally his might be bigger than hers if it wasn't for his lifestyle condition.
All kinds of stuffs and boxes stacked up, filling up the hallway, he only managed to put things in order to make a path to navigate around the house.
True to his words, the bedroom was relatively cleaned up. Probably that's only place he needed to sort it out in order for them to do it. The futon had been laid out neatly at the center of the room.
The air conditioner was on and a faint fragrance of mint air refresher made the room was cool and breathable.
"Let's introduce again. My name is Tamura." The man said, bowing to Miho.
According to the profile, Tamura is a NEET, who didn't finish high school, and didn't want to find any work. He simply lives off with his parents' allowance. He came to Ooarai school carrier because the rent is cheaper than other carriers.
M-san felt that he should help the son of his associate. Out of favor or friendship, I don't know. And he would like me to help Tamura, by turning him into a man.
With my...experienced body…
"I'm Miho Nishizumi. It's nice to meet you, Tamura-san." Miho returned the same gesture.
"I still can't believe that I get to be with you. I've become your number one fan ever since I saw your practice match with St. Gloriana."
"T-thank you very much..." Miho responded to his words.
It's rather awkward and quite embarrassed to do it with someone who knew of her.
"I know that the thought of doing it with me. Must have gross you out…"
"Oh no. It's not like that!"
Miho was flustered this was completely unexpected.
She felt sorry for him.
"…"
"…"
A moment of silence passed by.
I guess I should start this on my own…
And so, without any instruction, Miho slowly stripped herself.
Tamura's eyes looked on to intensely as his face turned into a complete tomato.
"Ooh…You are so beautiful, Miho-san."
"Every time I saw you on the screen, the matches. I can't help but image how you look behind the uniform."
Miho's face turned red in response.
"Sorry…"
"No. It's alright…Please, take a look at my…body for as long as you like…"
"I'm here…to serve you…" She spoke up a line which she had memorized from M-san's lesson.
Thanks to the training sessions, Miho ignored Tamura's gaze as he took a look at her closely, particular at her privates.
Very close, to the point she could feel his ragged breathing.
"Can you…spread your legs a little more…?"
Not she did that, she also showed her pussy clearly by spreading it with both of her hands.
"Ahh, this is what Miho-san's pussy looks like. It's incredibly cute. And the color is still pink." He examined the place.
"Look how smooth and bare it is. You didn't grow any pubes down there yet."
Those words really made Miho felt uncomfortable, yet, for some reason…throbbing.
He was very allured to her throbbing pink hole.
"Can I touch it…?"
"…y…yes…"
With two fingers, he touched Miho's delicate folds gently.
She was rather surprised that Tamura was making his move slow. She initially thought he would simply try to insert himself into her straight away.
"Your clitoris is so cute."
His two fingers finally slid in, fumbling around.
Her pussy was becoming wet in response.
"Aaah, haah... aan, noo..."
She was at the mercy of the man's caressing, her entire body boiling as though she had been struck by a fever.
"There are some sticky stuffs coming out, even though I've touched you just a bit…this is the stuff comes out when a girl feels good, right…?"
"Uhm…it's a bit embarrassing to answer that…"
"I can feel you are sucking my fingers in."
"Ah, there, please...be gentle..."
"Oh Miho-san!"
Without a warning, he dove his face into her cleavage, rubbing his oily cheeks against her bosom. He also enjoyed her own scent as the sniffing sound was auditable to her ears.
"Oh, Miho's breasts…they are amazing. So soft. Smell good…"
"Please…calm down, Tamura-san." Miho felt his agitation.
It looked like Tamura couldn't control himself any longer, she noticed the bugle in his underwear was throbbing.
"I'm not going anywhere…"
"Then…kiss me…" The voice stammered.
His face was so red that it felt like it would explore at any moment.
Remembering her training, she placed one hand on his face to guide him closer to her.
Miho's lips soon placed on his.
She tasted the mint of the mouthwash product, indicating the man had brushed his teeth recently, so the smell wasn't bad.
Miho's heart was beating fast, still could not believe that she's actually doing this.
As soon as their lips parted away, Miho only had a moment of breather before Tamura did something completely unexpected.
He put his mouth over hers once more, but another intention in mind.
Ah, he is licking my lips with his tongue.
"Ahh…Miho-san…you are so sweet…"
Under the assumption that he had her consent, Tamura pressed on, putting his tongue inside Miho's mouth.
He's…licking my tongue!
From what he had accumulated of the 'knowledge' he possessed, he wanted to get as much as he could from this girl. Like a bee extracting the honey from a flower.
This is…feeling weird…
I'm kissing another man literally had just met a few minutes ago, and now we're already kissing like a pair of lovers.
After a while, their lips parted once more, this time, a strand of thick saliva was connecting between the two momentary before it collapsed and landed on Miho's heaving chest.
Despite the air conditioner continued generating the cool air, it seemed couldn't quell down the heat that tuned up rapidly within the human bodies.
"Haah, haah…allow me…"
Miho knelt down before Tamura and calmly removed his shorts. The bulging member promptly revealed itself after being freed.
The pre-cum had started building around the glans.
Naturally, Miho opened up her mouth and took a portion of his length.
"Oooh…your mouth is so warm and wet, Miho-san…"
Miho felt his entire thing was pulsating hard as she saw he's fisting his palms. He tried to keep his orgasm in check.
Slowly…slowly…
Once it's properly cleaned up, Miho opened up the condom box and get one out.
Just when things about to go smoothly, Miho had a difficulty from ripping open the pack since her hands were too sweaty.
"Oh Miho-san. You are so cute."
"I'm sorry…"
Tamura quietly took the condom off her hand and put it on by himself.
With everything had been prepared, Miho lied her back on the futon.
She held her legs up, forming her body into a W.
A submissive and inviting posture with her private part explicitly put up before his piercing gaze.
He planted his nose near the gap of her crotch, he then took the pleasure of smelling her with heavy breathes.
Miho's legs were trembling lightly from the cold air hit her each time.
"Let me taste it." He opened up his mouth like a fish going for the food; in this case: Miho's pussy.
"Itadakimasu!" His lips made a full contact with Miho's lower mouth.
"Fue-ah!"
Her body shook uncontrollably once his tongue invaded the entrance.
"Pussy…ahh…Miho's pussy…"
"Fah..hah!"
Amazing...!
She felt like there's a small electric coursing through out her body.
It's certainly much better than a faucet or a shower head which Miho tried to pleasure herself with. The torrent of water was simply unmatched to the man's tongue.
Not only her labia were being licked on, her clitoris received the same treatment.
Miho tried keep her voice down with moderate, fearing the walls were thin.
If this keeps up, I don't think I can control myself…
"Please, Tamura-san…please put it in…"
With just one smooth movement accompanied with a wet noise.
"Haah…haah…ahh, finally…I finally got to fuck a girl…"
Delighted. Happy. All positive feelings were written on his face.
As for Miho, a strange unexplained feeling lingered in her mind.
We are connected… Another man…is inside me…
"Are you alright?"
"No, I'm okay…it's just…bigger than I have expected."
With her words, Miho felt his cock was pulsating within her slippery flesh.
"Can I call you Miho?"
"…Yes."
"Miho. Are you enjoying it?"
"Yes…I like it…"
A scripted line, but it wasn't a lie either.
She felt a strange tingling.
And then there's something…rising up inside her.
After getting familiar with the tender feeling and sensation coiling around him, he started moving.
"Aahh! It's so amazing…inside you…!"
"Your pussy…is wrapping me so tightly. It's sucking me in…It feels so good!"
"I think I'm about to go crazy…"
"Ooh I'm gonna…ugh!" He cried out as his whole body trembled.
There it was, faster than she's anticipated, the man's ejaculation.
My insides…is filling full…
It was a strange sensation.
So this is how condom sex works.
He pulled out, the colored condom was coated in her juices as it's containing a rather impressive amount of his seed.
"Can I…do it again…?"
Miho saw his thing hasn't calmed down yet.
Like M-san had said, one time is never enough.
She nodded, lifting his spirit.
Just when Miho was getting ready for another penetration, Tamura excitedly went for something from a corner of the room.
"Uhm…before that…Can you change into this?"
In his hands, it's a dark blue-colored one-piece school swimsuit.
"…"
She domed on the requested outfit.
In a way, she simply put it on without giving it much thought.
His face was very delighted as he saw her in it.
Although the swimsuit covered Miho properly, her female proportions somehow still run Tamura's imagination wild.
Instinctively, he reached out and started groping her.
"Ah…mh…"
Seeing no sign of Miho's resistance, Tamura gratefully pressed on.
His hands gripped tight on her breasts, her bottom. Soon, her fingers slid behind the suit, feeling the softness of her skins and female parts.
The tits of her breasts. Her crotch. They're under persistent caressing.
Beads of sweat soon formed, as well as her juices. They were trying cool down the burning heat within her body.
Tamura could penetrate Miho right now and then, but he somehow held himself back. For a while, he let go of her and ask a new request.
"Can you uh…make some kind of post?"
"Uhm…"
"Uh. Just put your hands behind your head, and put up your chest…"
"…like this?"
"Y-Yeah…just hold still like that…"
Without another word, Tamura grabbed his wet cock and stroking it on his own.
Am I watching a man masturbating?
I'm getting excited as well…
Miho shifted herself to a new posture.
Pulling one strap in order to reveal her tit and pulled her swimsuit aside to show her crotch.
"Haah…Miho…Miho…"
He leaned in and made another kiss.
"Haah…"
Everywhere he touched, Miho loosened up, molding to him.
"I want to dirty your face, Miho…"
"…Ok, you can shoot anywhere you want to."
"Really…can I?"
"Yes, anything for you."
"Aahhh Miho! Miho!"
The cock he held soon unleashed everything on Miho's prepared expression with closed eyes.
"Haa…haa…haa…"
"Haah…hah…"
The smell of sweat and sex filled the room thicker and thicker with passing minutes.
He was dirty.
She too was the same.
"Thank you so much, Miho."
"No, it's my pleasure to serve…"
…
…
The two went to the bathroom to clean themselves up.
Still in a swimsuit, Miho on her knees as she's cleaning the naked Tamura with a showerhead.
"Miho, you can remove the swimsuit. I will clean you."
"Oh, that's alright. I…"
"Please? I want to do it."
Unable to find a reason to decline, Miho reluctantly pulled the straps down from her shoulders. Little by little, the school swimsuit was removed completely.
His cock soon returned to its former energetic state as soon as he saw her birthday suit.
However, Tamura abided truthfully to his words. He cleaned Miho properly.
Just before Miho would get out of the bathroom first, Tamura said this.
"Can you…pee?"
"…I beg your pardon?"
"I…want…to see you pee…can't I…?"
His eyes filled with curiousity.
'The man's words are absolute' Those were M's words. His teaching.
"…" Biting her lips, Miho only nodded.
Adding more shame to such vulgar act, he boldly asked her to stand up straight, against the wall, and relieved herself there.
Miho only covered her redden face with both of hands as she relaxed her bladder.
Her 'trinket' didn't gush out in one streamline, but overflowing, staining her trembling bare thighs and the wet floor.
Amidst the feeling of shame was running all over her head, Miho was actually glad that she did this while in the bathroom.
"Ahhh, Miho!"
At this moment, Tamura's chubby face had turned into a catfish with big mouth, diving into between her legs.
He actively put his face over hers where it stained with urine and actively licking it, tasting it for himself.
"Tamura-san!? No! It's dirty!"
She tried to push him off, but for some reason, she didn't have any strength to do it.
"It's okay…It's okay…I want this!"
The bathroom echoed clearly with the licking noises along with his ragged breathing.
Oh my gosh, he is licking me down there!
He is eating me out!
"Does it feel good?"
"I'm sorry. I don't know! I don't know!"
Miho shook her head profusely.
This mixed feeling of shame and pleasure confused her.
She let out a bittersweet moan as he put his tongue inside her again.
Her heart raced along with her strained breathing.
She had never felt something like this before, not even with the dildo.
Her pussy shuddered and squeezed in response to the sensation of his tongue boring into her vagina.
Her own nectar was dripping out like crazy as Tamura scooped it all into his mouth to drink.
"Noo…mnmm!"
For the first time ever, Miho had an orgasm by the man's cunnilingus.
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…
After a quick drying, the sex continued on in the window-closed room.
By Tamura's request, Miho discarded the wet swimsuit away and put on a new outfit.
It's a maid uniform, in a way, it is a maid outfit.
The headband, the apron, but as for the main parts, instead of a blouse and skirts, they contained only two pieces, the black bra and the black underwear. They could pass it off as a set of bikini if it wasn't for the frilly decorative parts sewed by the edge.
The fabric was thin enough that can be pulled down easily. It possible that it's designed with that one function in mind from the beginning.
'How come he had these outfits?'
A question Miho couldn't ask as the man already placed himself on her and continued what he's starting to good at: he kept thrusting his hips toward her, like an animal.
On all fours, Miho maintained her posture on the stained futon.
Is it because of my body or he's getting better and better at this?
Tamura-san's cock…is big.
Every time he rams it in…it hit good spots in my pussy…
It feels so good…I'm going to cum…again…
Wait, no! I can't let myself cum first before him!
She gnawed at the futon, her nails dug deep into her palms. She was doing everything to keep her climax at bay.
"Miho-san. I'm going to…"
"Cum inside me. Paint my pussy with your semen!" She looked over her shoulders, begging him.
"Mihhoooooo!"
Like a limiter has been removed, he fired up and moved frantically.
His cock pressed up deep and spasmed violently.
"Waahhh!"
The girl reached the orgasm at the same time as the man.
A boiling torrent as something was inflating like a balloon within her belly.
The semen wrung out from the man as her walls tightening around his cock lovingly.
Two sweat-covered bodies spasmed as Miho squirted everything out from where their hips are joined.
"I'm sorry. I have dirtied your futon…"
"It's alright. I can order a new one." The man shrugged. It's a small price to pay to achieve such a climax.
"Tamura-san…Do you…want to do it again?"
"Can I?" His face lightened up, but he then realized something that Miho soon learned.
"But the condom…"
The contraception Miho received, had run out of its ammo.
"It's alright…I will take the pill later, so…"
Miho removed the maid outfit since her own body heat along with the room's temperature became too unbearable for her.
"You can go bare…"
It was like an invitation, by the moment the attire hit the floor, his cock instantly erected in response.
The man who had just graduated from his chaste quickly became a man started to understand the female body.
The rapture of his cock sunk into her soft depths.
It was a luxury unattainable with a condom.
Even though his uncontrollable squeezing caused Miho numb and pain, she only opened herself up submissively and let him do her however he wants.
"Haah…hah…I love you, Miho. I love you…! Your body is mine!"
In the progress, Miho gradually unwound herself.
She wanted herself to be filled with pleasure.
The man's penis had reached the depth inside her.
She let out a sweet voice every time he thrust. She felt she was flying.
"Miho! I'm…I'm gonna…!"
"It's ok…just cum…cum inside me!"
"Miho…!"
He put his face close to her once more in order to taste that sweetness from her mouth as his cock shuddered.
"Mmhhhgg!"
Within seconds, Tamura's boiling hot semen gushing into Miho's womb.
He came.
Someone other than M.
A second man…is pouring his seeds inside me…
There's truly…no turning back now…
When Tamura pulled out, his essence also oozed out from her opened legs.
Surprising to Miho, and even to himself, the seeds were overflowing.
He isn't like M-san, but his vigor is incredible…
"I came so much. This won't make you pregnant right?"
"Uhm…maybe not…" Miho actually hoped so.
She saw his cock was limb, stained in his semen and her own juices.
"Let me…clean it up for you."
Thanks to M's lessons, Miho performed the etiquette without a hint of hesitation.
"Miho…your mouth is so warm…"
Remembered her training, Miho looked at him while performing her fellatio.
From the look of his face, he was charmed.
His eyes were saying: 'You're so lewd, Miho. You are so fucking cute!'
"I'm cumming again…!"
Miho swallowed the remaining batch willingly.
"Oh Miho…"
The man was entranced to her service.
…
…
She straddled herself on top of him.
Miho remembered that she had done such position to M-san.
However, she felt she was rather bold by initiating this on her own rather being told to.
The JK was sitting on top of her partner with his member already inserted inside her.
The feel of fullness and throbbing with pleasure were carving to her nerves.
Up until this moment, Tamura had used Miho's body for his own sexual urge.
Miho now wanted to get some for herself.
Clenching her teeth, she pushed herself lower and lower.
Deeper.
Deeper!
She was soon able to take his whole length down to the root.
"Uwaahhh…" Tamura groaned with delight. "Your pussy is squeezing me tight down there."
"I-I can't help it! It feels good…!"
Miho was used to be shy, but after many times of intimacy sessions. Her shyness was reduced less and less.
At some point she began to enjoy it, and expressed it openly.
Looking to increase of her pleasure, she proactively kissed him. Her tongue entwined with his.
What am I doing?
I should stop this.
I should stop myself.
But…it feels too good to stop!
"You're so lewd, Miho. From the pictures of yours on those newspaper, I thought you're innocent, but you are actually a slut!"
Tamura saw all of it.
Her lively expression. Her shameful state. Riding it on her own. Grinding her hips against him.
"You are a slutty JK!"
Tamura punished her by slapping repeatedly on her bare thighs, leaving his red prints on.
"Ahhh! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"My cock feels good, isn't it?"
"Y-yes! Your cock feels good. I love it!" Being gullible, Miho stated her honesty.
"You are so cute, Miho. I wanna see you moan more. Let it all out!"
By his words, Miho let out her sweet captivating moans.
At this point, she didn't care if someone next door would hear her.
She kept on and on…
"Miho. You are so sexy!" Tamura was well-intoxicated by everything in the room.
Her voice. Her moan. Her sweat. Her smell. Her body. All were coming to one great pleasure.
"I'm gonna cum again! I'm gonna stuff your pussy full with my semen!"
"Please give it to me. Please pour your warm cum into my pussy!"
"Miho. Miho! Mihooo…!"
He grabbed her waist firmly with both hands, pushing it down toward him as if he's trying to skewer her like a piece of meat.
"FUUUAAHHH!"
In an instant, it erupted like a volcano within Miho's slippery walls.
"~~~~~~~~~~~Mmmmhh! !" She accepted all of it.
Inside…so warm…
Her belly become unbearably warm.
Soon, Miho found herself had exhausted all of her strength as she collapsed on top of him.
"So-sorry…"
"It's okay…Ca-can we stay like this for a while?"
He hugged her gently.
"O-okay…"
Her wet walls coiling around him as the boiling heat slowly subsided over time.
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…
The two lying down hard on the futon, drawing their breath heavily with each take. While their crotches were dirty, they didn't have the intention to clean themselves yet.
"Miho…can I…can I do it…uhm, do it…with your ass?"
"…"
Without a word, Miho positioned herself appropriately before she bent her back as she spread out the butt cheeks wide before him.
"Please…go ahead…"
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…
The supposed 'quickie' had extended its course until midnight.
When Miho had managed to drag herself back home, she slumped onto the bed straight away without removing any article of clothing.
She had cleaned herself properly back at his bathroom but she couldn't help but feel some parts of him still oozing out.
…
'Can we meet again?' Tamura asked as Miho was putting her clothes back on.
'Only when you're…able to request it…'
'I'll do it. I'll find a way to see you again…I love you.'
…
I don't know much about love.
But between a male and a female…
Sex.
I guess I do know a lot about it now…
…
…
"So, this is…she." The man scrutinized Miho by the door.
Standing in the hall way of a certain four-star hotel, the brown-haired JK dressed in a certain revealing dress that had been provided to her.
Her decent-sized C-cup breasts and her long legs were showed up nicely that they often attracted a male's glance whenever Miho passed them by. She also carried a small pulse containing some money, her ID student card, a cellphone and a pack of tissues to clean herself if the needs arise.
At the same time, it changed my point of view to the world.
In a lot of different ways…
"This one is better be fun than the other bitches." He muttered under his breath, seeing her more or less impressive.
'Whatever happens. Even if it's humiliating and you despise it. You must do it. You're a JK. Make his dirty fantasy comes true.'
The door shut tight, forming a private space for Miho the JK and her first client.