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I cried that night. I thought he

would call me, so I cried while holding my phone all night.

It was the first time I had cried

over someone I liked. I don’t remember being this sad when I broke up with my

last boyfriend, or when I found out he was cheating. But when I thought about

Kana-san and Shacho - my tears just

over flowed.

Before I knew it, morning came, and

I realised it was Sat.u.r.day. We were usually closed over the weekends, so I had

two days to organise my feelings.

I turned off my phone.

When I opened the curtains, the sun

was bright and the sky was blue, ‘What nice weather,’ I said to myself. My head

hurt from the lack of sleep and the crying, but I felt a little positive

because the weather was nice.

I washed and cleaned my apartment.

I thought I should go and see a tear-jerker movie. And then, look for a new

job.

My heart hurt when I thought about

not being able to see him, but if I stayed, I would not be able to move

forward.

I dressed and left my apartment. On

the rocking train, I closed my eyes. Shacho’s

smiling face appeared, and the tears flowed without check.

Because it was Sat.u.r.day the train

was empty, so I left the tears to dry on their own. The lady at the cinema

counter looked pitifully at my teary face, but she didn’t say anything as she

gave me my ticket.  (Zuben: Give me one

for the most tearful movie available!)

I do not remember much about the

movie I watched. However, the actor in the movie resembled Shacho somehow and the tears came again.

‘It could not be true,’ (Zuben:

Don’t ask me what this line is about, cos I do not know, desu)

I saw three more movies. I was

rather suspicious of the ticket lady. My eyes became pretty swollen because I

cried through all three movies.

It was embarra.s.sing to get on the

train like this, I thought. So I went to the bathroom to cool down my eyes with

a cold wet towel. Then I decided to kill time at a manga café; reading comics.

I cried at the café, so much so I

could not leave. But the time I could, it was nearly time for the last train.

‘It’s good tomorrow is a day off.’

I said to myself as I climbed up the stairs to my apartment. I yawned,

‘You’re slow…’

There was a shadow at the top of

the stairs. Was I hallucinating? I thought as I blinked owlishly at the form.

Why? What was he doing here?

‘What were you doing out until so

late?’

‘Well…’

‘No matter how old you are, you’re

still a girl. Shouldn’t there be a limit?

‘That…’

‘And why isn’t your phone charged?’

Because I switched it off.

‘But…how come you are at my house?’ I asked.

‘I looked on your resume, and used

the sat-nav.’

Why are you at my house, not how

come! My head hurt looking at him.

He looked like his usual self. I

wonder if it worked out with Kana-san. So was he here to give me a report?

If that was the case, I was going

to be very annoyed. Did he have no delicacy? Well, this was Shacho we’re talking

about here, so no.

His expression seemed to be back to

normal for the first this week, my suspicions could not be wrong.

‘So, did it go well?’ I asked.

‘Yes, thanks to you Maki.’

Tears welled up, ‘Ah, that is good,

isn’t it?’

It was normal for Shacho to be

un.o.bservant, unable to read the mood. Was it normal for an ex to come and

report the end of a relations.h.i.+p – albeit it was only a week, and the start of

a new one?

Was I allowed to be hurt, to cry,

even a little bit? (Zuben: Melodrama-much?) I was getting irritated and

frustrated. I remembered all the things Shacho and I talked about in the past,

but this Shacho; he really didn’t realise he was hurting me.

I could not help it because I came

to like such s person.

‘Please get along well in the

future,’ I said through sobs.

‘Yeah, being able to meet her after

a long time really made things clear- Ma-Maki! Why are you crying?’ he

exclaimed as rushed to her.

The tears flowed. I had already

cried so much, but more tears still rushed out. The human body is so strange.

‘I’m happy for you. Shacho and

Kana-san could reconcile. I am very happy.’

I wanted to be home in my bed.

‘Thank you, Maki…’

‘Well then, I will go in. See you

on Monday.’

 I wiped my tears and brushed past Shacho and

opened my door. But as I moved to close it, Shacho slipped in.

‘What are you doing?’ I exclaimed.

‘Can’t I come into your apartment?’

he asked innocently.

?!

This guy is really stupid!

Why are you coming into your

ex-girlfriend’s apartment?

‘Shacho, it’s kinda late…’

‘Don’t you want me in your

apartment?’

Ah…this is…

‘I bathe properly and change my

socks everyday…’

What do I care about that?

‘I’ve missed you. I wanted to touch

you…’

What was he talking about? I knew

he was stupid, I did not think he was a total buffoon!

Before I knew it, my hand moved and

I slapped Shacho.

He blinked at me aghast.

‘How insensitive are you?! You love

Kana-san and want to be with her, but want to make me your s.e.x friend? Such a

thing – I never thought you were this kind of a person!’

‘Maki, what?’

‘Because I still like you, Shacho?

Because s.e.x was pleasant, you think I will agree to your proposal?’

‘What a moment-‘

‘How could I move on with my life

if I do that? How can I get over you?’

‘Maki!’ he barked loudly.

I was crying and slumped down in

the entryway of my apartment.

Shacho closed the door behind him

and hugged me.

‘Maki, I was wrong.’

Didn’t this guy know such a

kindness was cruel to me?

‘The way I said things was wrong.’

He stepped away once I stopped crying.

‘What I you talking about?’ I

asked.

‘Well, when I said things worked

out with Kana, I didn’t mean we were now a couple.’

It was my turn to blink.

‘Do you now understand?’

Tears welled up again. The big

hands that wiped my tears were warms.

‘Ah, I am at fault for making you

cry like this.’

I shook my head. It was my fault

for running into conclusions. (Zuben: Indeed)

And Shacho came back, and he put my

heart back together (Zuben: Silly moo). I could hope for nothing more.

‘Sha-Shacho…’

He held my face in his hands and

looked into my eyes, ‘Can’t you call me by my name already?’

‘Masaya-san…’ but before I could

say more, he was kissing me. Even though my head was still a mess, and nothing

was settled yet, once he kissed me and his tongue entwined with mine, I could

think of nothing.

‘Maki…Maki,’ he whispered against

my lips. My chest tightened at sound of my name. I was still crying but it was

because I was happy.

Masaya licked my tears and

caressed me through my clothes; from my back to my stomach up to my b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

‘Do you want to continue?’ he

asked. I wondered what kind of expression I had that made him worried and

hesitant.

‘I want to.’ I kissed him and

Masaya became fierce. His hand climbed up under my sweater and stroked my

b.r.e.a.s.t.s and pinched my nipples. I cried out.

The tension, the tightness, the

crus.h.i.+ng pain and the sweet numbness spreading from it. My womb ached with

need.

‘I wouldn’t be able to hold back,

Maki,’ he said his voice thick with desire.

I wanted to answer but I couldn’t,

I could only pant and moan as he teased my nipples and the pleasure expanded

filling my body.

I wanted him inside me, as soon as

possible. I wanted him to rub my insides with his hot thing. I knew what deep

pleasure he gave me, teasing my nipples was not enough.

‘Quickly, put it in…n~’

‘We’re in the door way.’

‘It doesn’t matter, touch me here~

put it in~’ I said indicating the place between my legs that was aching.

As though my words ignited him, he

practically ripped off my jeans. Taking off my underwear, he laid me down on

the floor. He rubbed the blunt head of his p.e.n.i.s against my sensitive c.l.i.t and

along the wet entrance; he gradually got wet and sunk into me. My wet cavern

was stimulated and suddenly swallowed him.

I moaned loudly.

His drew his deeply buried out in

and out, going deeper with each thrust. (Zuben: How deep can you go? It’s not a

black hole, ya know) It seems that he was aiming for that place inside me that

he caught during our affair a week ago. The head of his p.e.n.i.s was. .h.i.tting it.

‘Oh~, not good, ah~ ah~ aan~’

‘You’re tightening around me, how

can you say it’s not good?’ he teased.

‘Well, ah~…n….annn~ annn~!’

Was it because it was the first

time in a week? I thought, or because our hearts connected properly? It felt so

good; I thought I was going to lose consciousness.

‘You’re about to come, aren’t you?

I can feel you squeezing me so deliciously.’ He said in my ear

‘Ah~ n~ ah~ ah~’ I could not reply

coherently.

‘I’m sure everyone outside can hear

you moaning while I f.u.c.k you in your door way,’

Masaya’s naughty words pushed me

over the edge. The evidence of my crowning, my love juice was overflowing from

within.

I could not describe the feeling

with words…

Despite being embarra.s.sed, I still

wanted more. Feeling my v.a.g.i.n.a tighten around him again, Masaya laughed,

‘Let’s go to the bed, we’ll get the

floor dirty.’

‘Oh gosh, yes. Sorry.’ I said and

we rose off the floor. Masaya kissed lightly me on my forehead and replied,

‘It’s alright, I am happy you

wanted me that much.’

I guided him to my bed and we

continued in earnest. He pushed me into the bed and his hot rod was inserted

without ado.

My whole body trembled with

pleasure. My head and body was full of Masaya.

He grasped my thighs and held them

wide open, he was able to penetrate even further (Zuben: How much further?).

The movement of his glans against my v.a.g.i.n.a walls caused a strong pleasure to

develop.

 ‘Ah~ it feels so good…’ I cried.

‘For me as well…’ he replied as his

thrusts became faster. He suddenly pulled out,

‘Are you alright?’ I asked between

pants. He was groaning in ecstasy while holding his c.o.c.k in his hand. The white

stuff shot out and he sighed and wiped himself with a tissue. (Zuben: Meh)

But he wasn’t soft despite just

coming himself, he was still rock hard as he grabbed by my waist and plunged

into me again. As he thrust into me, I could feel him touching the outer parts

of my p.u.s.s.y. His finger traced where we were connected and moved upwards to the

little projection that stood erect. With one hand he peeled back the hood and

the other touch it in a circular motion.

I did not know I could moan so loud

or feel so good. My body bowed back from the intensity of the sensations,

‘You’re squeezing me tightly, do

you feel good?’

‘Ah~ yes. Stop ahn~ ah..aaahn~’ I

lost all coherence, I was getting pleasured from two different places at the

same time, my head could not keep up.

I was at the mercy of his fingers

squeezing my c.l.i.toris. I came violently; shaking and trembling as he stroked me

to completion. Despite my flashy culmination, Masaya was still toying with me

prolonging the afterglow. More love juice seeped out of me.

‘The second one is supposed to be

amazing,’ he said to me as he moved his waist ever so slightly. I could hear

the slimy sound.

‘But…I already came so much…’

‘Are you saying that it is my

fault?’ he asked as he began stroking my wet p.u.s.s.y, he had a devious smile on

his face, ‘Who was the one who asked me to rub her on the inside?’

‘It was me! It’s my fault!’

I was so embarra.s.sed; I pulled my

pillow over my face. I heard Masaya’s happy laughter.

‘That’s not true, it’s because of

me, because I like to bully Maki like this.’ He said deviously as he began to

stroke me with his hot manhood harder.

My reply was a moan, as he

penetrated deeply going for that spot that make me lose my mind.

‘Oh~ Oh~ yes…’

He quickened and even though I just

came, I could feel the sensation rising within me again.

I screamed my o.r.g.a.s.m.

‘Oh Maki…’ Masaya groaned and he

pulled out of me and shot his turbid fluid over my tummy. It was hot.

We were both sweaty and sticky and

I suddenly remembered I had not taken a shower. (Zuben: I think your mind was

on more pressing matters)

‘I should go and take a shower,

you?’ I asked as I rose from my bed, but Masaya grabbed my arm and pulled me

back to him.

‘Later,’ he said.

I thought I heard wrong and I

blinked, but his eyes were heated.

‘Why don’t we continued after we

shower?’

‘I’m fine, I will do you properly

even after taking a bath.’

I don’t know what he means by

properly…

He turned me unto my front and

raised my hips, and thrust in again.

Oh goodness, it felt so good.

Even though I thought it was

impossible to go one more time, my body reacted. I was greedy for the pleasure

his c.o.c.k gave me hitting me so deep inside.

My mouth was saying no, but my

honey pot was trembling in pleasure.

‘Oh Masaya, ahn~’ I moaned. He

picked up speed at the sound of his name,

‘Maki…Maki…Maki’ he called.

We came together, he pulled out and

I felt his come over my back.

I collapsed into bed. I couldn’t

move a muscle. I needed to gather my wits and strength.

‘Are you okay?’ he asked.

‘I’m okay…’

Masaya-san had good physical

fitness. He is younger than me, isn’t he? I thought.

‘Maki…’ he called, I turned to him.

He kissed me.

‘I love you,’ he said. My heart

twisted.

‘Let’s go again after we shower.’

This guy, you’re telling me

something scary.

I saw the clock, it was midnight.

If we kept this up, I would sleep till noon.

I held Masaya’s hand tightly

instead of replying. He stroked my head like I was a cat.

8 Uniforms and Molestation

‘Absolutely not!’

‘Eh why not, Maki? It would

absolutely suit you.’

‘Whether it would suit me or not is

not the issue here. ‘

‘Then what is the problem?’

A sailor style uniform and a maid

uniform had been laid out on one of the work desks.

I was beginning to feel like

Masaya-shacho just did what he liked

during work hours, and since it was only the two of us in the office most of

the time; there was no one to censure him

It was now a month since we started

dating; there had been many peaceful days without his out of control delusions.

Until now…

‘When I was in high school,

Kana-san was a member of society, so I sometimes longed for a high-school

girlfriend in her uniform and so on,’

‘Well, then go out with a high

school girl.’

‘I don’t want to go out with a high

school girl. Don’t you see? I want to see what Maki looked like in her school

uniform,’ he replied pa.s.sionately.

If only he would apply that pa.s.sion

to work. (Zuben: Who has the time to apply that kind of pa.s.sion to work? Play!

Play! Play!)

‘Did it really hurt?’

Ah, we were treading on dangerous

territory here.

‘Did it not feel good? Is that why

you wouldn’t wear it?’

Ah- It has been a long time since I

came out of school

‘I just wanna have uniform ecchi

with Maki!’ he said finally

That’s just cosplay. Is it not

related to admiring people in uniform?

‘…Am I bad?’ he asked with doleful

eyes. My heart softened to mush, of course, I knew he was manipulating me. That

look ought to be criminalised. (Zuben: Sucker.)

The kind of person I was could not

refuse any request with that expression accompanying it. I knew myself very

well,

‘Just this once, okay?’

Masaya’s eyes twinkled at my words.

It was only a uniform, nothing bad.

But I really wish he’d use even

half this pa.s.sion for work.

I turned to the table and looked at

the uniform. The colour and style looked like the one I wore when I was in high

school.

‘Do you like it?’

‘I do not! My high school uniform

looked like this.’

‘Wow! Is that so? Well then…’

‘Eh? Right now?’

‘Wouldn’t you get used to it easier

since you wore something like it for a long time.’

Maybe.

Looking at the uniform I felt a

little nostalgic. But then I remembered my high school boyfriend and my face

fell.

‘Did you just think about a man?’

‘Eh?!’

‘I knew it.’ Masaya said while

shaking his head.

Wait a minute. What was he being

arrogant about?

‘I am okay. I am selfish.’ (Zuben:

Say what now?)

I looked at him coldly, but I do

not understand what he is on about.

‘Well, I will put this on for now.’

I said, then I went to the resting room.

I took off my work clothes and put

on the uniform.

After wearing jeans for so long it

felt nice to be wearing a skirt. But this skirt was really short. Was it

because it was for cosplay? I could see my panties when I bent over.

Just then Masaya came in, ‘You look

very cute.’ He said.

‘Is that so?’ I replied. I felt a

little shy but it was really nice being told I looked cute. I performed a slow

twirl so he could see what it looked like on me.

Masaya hugged me from behind, ‘But

this body has been touched by another man.’

‘Huh?’

He was breathing on my neck as his

hands crawled up the hem of my uniform.

‘Did it hurt…your first time?’

I knew that was what he was asking

but his fingers were caressing me around my stomach, and I was losing my head a

bit.

‘Ah…Well, it was as expected…’

He had been my high school senior.

Although he claimed he hadn’t been a virgin himself, it did not seem like it.

My first time with him had been painful.

‘I knew it could not be helped, but

I couldn’t help but think I wanted to return that pain to him as well.’ (Zuben:

I would be nice if we could)

I gripped Masaya arm as he licked

my neck, ‘I am surprised at how jealous I am.’ He said. He pulled back and

unhooked my bra.

His hands covered my b.r.e.a.s.t.s and my

nipples began to harden,

‘Ah~’ I cried out.

His fingered fiddled with my

nipples, and they got even more pointed.

‘It really does feel like I am

doing a bad thing,’ he whispered hotly in my ear.

He pinched my nipples and my body

reacted. The pleasant sensations suffused my body.

I felt strange myself. It was like

I had gone into a time slip and went back seven years in time. There was a

strange tension.

‘When Maki was 16, I was 26. It

would be criminal.’ He said, but his hands kept at my erect nipples. This

sweetness was something that could not have tasted when I was sixteen.

‘Have you been this s.l.u.tty from

then?’

‘No…ah – I was n - ah~’

‘Are you saying you were like this

from when you were sixteen?’ he asked as he crushed my nipples between his

fingers. There was pain for a moment, but it soon turned to pleasure.

‘Ah~ Ahn~, it wasn’t long ago.’

‘Is that so? I definitely would

have trained you if I had been your first.’ (Zuben: why are  you so obsessed with her first time,

Masaya-san. You have her now)

Masaya-san, you’re the special one,

I thought.

‘I would have trained your nipples

like this…’ he rolled the nipples between his thumb and forefinger, the force

was still crus.h.i.+ng but pleasure acc.u.mulated at the tips and there was an aching

need in my lower abdomen.

How would it have been if

Masaya-san had been my first lover? It would have been scary at first, but then

the pleasure would have overridden that fear, like now.

‘I would have teased you c.l.i.tty and

your p.u.s.s.y…’

‘Ah, Masa-Masaya ahn~’

‘What’s wrong? Are you unsatisfied

because I am only touching your nipples?’ he asked with his evil smile. Even

though he nodded, he kept at my nipples. It was getting unsatisfactory.

I wanted his fingers in me as well.

‘Unn~ Please…’

My womb was pulsating in tune with

the throbbing of my nipples. My hands grasped blindly behind me at Masaya’s

clothes; such frustrating pleasure.

‘Is it not comfortable?’

‘Ah~  it feels good.’

‘Then I can keep doing this.’

‘No-yes, please touch me…please

touch me down there.’

I was becoming impatient, but

Masaya’s devil mode got switch on whenever that happened. Even if I cried, he

would not touch me unless he was good and ready.

‘Ya~a ~ a~a nn, yada ~a~’

When would he touch me?

Was Masaya-san as aroused as I was?

I was on the verge of losing my

reason. I rubbed my open palms along Masaya’s thigh. I began to feel him react

nicely.

‘Maki is a nympho high school

student.’

Even though I should have felt

shame at those words, I didn’t. My fingers did not stop stroking his thighs. I

moved upwards to the middle where there was a hot bulge.

I could not wait any longer. There

was a deep ache in my v.a.g.i.n.a, my c.l.i.toris throbbed. I desperately wanted him

inside me.

‘It can’t be helped. Bend over the

table and hold the table.’

I did as he commanded. My skirt

fluttered with my movement.

‘Spread your legs wide.’

I could feel the air touch my

sensitive skin. My underwear was cool and wet.

‘I feel like an old man molesting

you.’

My skirt was flipped over, and he

pushed my panties to the side. My secret place was exposed to Masaya-san’s eyes

(Zuben: Why are we calling it secret place, when you were okay with calling it

p.u.s.s.y and v.a.g.i.n.a?)

He traced a finger along my slit,

it was slick with love juices, I moaned.

‘You seem to enjoy being molested.

You’re so wet.’ He growled in my ear.

Then a rough object traced the same path

and scooped up my emissions.

‘Ah don’t~ it’s dirty~ ahnn~’  (My dear, unless he is at the

‘chrysanthemum’, it’s a bit late for it’s dirty or did you not shower?)

As he licked the crevice, I could

feel my knees weaken.

Masaya’s tongue eventually pushed

through and invaded my wet cavern. The softness and the sense of oppression

were different from his finger yet equally pleasurable.

I moaned loudly.

He stuck his finger inside me, and

his finger stirred my insides. While he was finger-f.u.c.king me, he was also

licking my c.l.i.toris.

‘`Ya a~an, mo stick…it….in~n~nnn.’

I begged him. I could not stand it any longer. His finger and his tongue were

making me feel good but they could not compare to the sensation I wanted. My

arms trembled.

‘It seems Maki likes being

molested.’

‘Ahn, it’s different, it’s

different.’ I cried. He suddenly thrust his hot c.o.c.k into me and I lost it. The

walls of my wet hole tightened around him.

‘You’re moaning very loudly,’ he

said as he began to thrust violently inside me. It felt so good; too good. Each

time the glans reached the deepest part, I tightened around him.

‘Oh~ oh~ ah~ ahn~’

‘Are you about to come?’ he asked

in a teasing tone. Did he sense the changes inside me? The way I was rocking my

hips?

Ah, I’m coming.

‘Ah~ Unn~…’ I could feel my sense

rise to the crescendo; I was nearly there…Oh no! He suddenly came out of me,

‘Why did you pull out?’ I cried.

Love juice ran down my thighs.

My body smouldered, unable to

o.r.g.a.s.m, tears came unbidden. (Zuben: Girrl, why you dey cry?)

‘Hmmm? We are near a station now.

The train is about to stop, do you think I can move it?’

‘Ah…quickly please.’

‘There is no rush. Can’t a molester

enjoy the thrill as well?’

It’s not fun when you are giving me

extreme pleasure and then pull out just before I come. He’s too terrible!

‘The train is moving again…’

‘Oh~ Ooooh~’ I cried as he inserted

his thick manhood inside me again.

Because he was standing behind me,

it really felt like it was a stranger touching me. His moans were low, but he

sounded like a different person.

I got a bit nervous and called to

him. ‘Oh Masaya…say ahn~ something~’

There was no reply, instead he

f.u.c.ked me harder. I was tightening harder around him and was close to

culmination when he stopped again.

‘Ah no, no I was just about to…’

‘Would you like to make yourself

come?’ he asked.

I shook my head, saying no.

It would be hard to make myself

o.r.g.a.s.m like he would. I knew my fingers would not satisfy me. Only the warped

one could reach the deepest part of me.

‘No, because I want Masaya’s…’

‘Am I not enough for you, Maki?’

‘You’re enou—ah~’ he started

f.u.c.king me again. The pleasure was even more than before. My wet hole was more

sensitive to the feel of his c.o.c.k inside me. My juices were like an aphrodisiac.

I was incoherent. As if to diffuse

my mutterings, he pulled out again. My v.a.g.i.n.a shed tears of love juice.

I was already at my limit.

I went at myself with my fingers

but Masaya grabbed my arm as I was about to reach my v.a.g.i.n.a.

‘I would love to watch you make

yourself come.’

‘Huh?’

‘Is it okay to show you how I touch

myself?’

He drew me to the bed and we face

each other; was he sure about this?’

Masaya began to stroke himself with

his own hands. (Zuben: Which other hands would he use?)

I was transfixed at the sight. A

small drop of transparent fluid emerged from the tip. He looked as me as his

hand moved up and down his shaft.

‘Maki, do you want to?’ he

asked huskily.

His words seemed to inspire

something in me, for I reached down and pulled the skirt up and dip my fingers

in.

It was moist and warm inside.

I penetrated deeply with my middle

and ring fingers, looking for the place that make me feel good the most, and

rubbed and rubbed.

‘Does Maki do it like that when you’re

alone?’

‘Ahn~ not all the time’

‘But it looks like you’re

accustomed to it.’ He said with a narrow eyed laugh.

I could not stop looking at his

hands, stroking his c.o.c.k.

I cried out. I was coming. This

feeling that I had been impatient for was finally here. In this situation it felt much more pleasant than if I had been masturbating myself.

Masaya’s breathing became rough and

he began to moan. Watching his tense face as he came made more excited.

‘Masaya…ah~’

‘Maki…’

I came again. d.a.m.n, it was not

strong enough. I wanted to continue on, gently rubbing my v.a.g.i.n.a meat into

small convulsions.

I watched Masaya release his l.u.s.t

as well.

I smiled at him.

‘What’s the matter?' He asked, 'Fingers are not

enough?’

‘What are you talking about?!’ I bit back and looked away.

‘Am I wrong?’

Not really. I did not reply. Masaya

stroked my cheeks and turned my face to his. He kissed me, our tongues quickly entwined.

I closed my eyes enjoying the

kisses as he pushed me onto my back on the bed and penetrated me.

‘Oh! So sudden…!’

‘It sounds more like you’re pleased

than upset.’ He replied.

This feeling was so much different

from a finger. (Zuben: yeah yeah, you don’t have to repeat it over and over again)

It was so nice.

‘It is evident you’re getting more

and more accustomed to me.’ He said with a self satisfied grin.

Perhaps, I really would only be

able to enjoy s.e.x with this person. Even my fingers did not satisfy me anymore

‘Oh, oh~ it feels so good…’

It felt like he was going deeper

with every thrust. My abundant love juices mixed with Masaya’s fluids.

‘Oh, I forgot to tell you.’ (Zuben:

How does he get to be coherent?)

I really wasn’t in a state to care

about what Masaya was saying. I was reaching my limit, and Masaya intensified

his thrusts accordingly.

I o.r.g.a.s.med with a loud cry.

‘Kana-san is staying with me.’

(Zuben: What a time to say something like that. Is this a good time or a bad

time, you think?)

Wait, what now?! Was I going crazy?

I felt like I just heard something ridiculous.

Masaya was smiling at me, while I

remained silent.

Perhaps I heard wrong. That was it;

he was going to see an otolaryngologist on his way home. (Zuben: LOL, I a.s.sume

there is some j.a.panese word pun at play here)

Zuben: Apologies for any typos I have missed.