The beach tents came in several sizes, and the two of them rented a compact three-person model. They had worried that setting it up would be a struggle, especially since neither of them was familiar with the process, but it turned out to be a one-touch setup that took only a few minutes. Misaki crawled into the tent first and stared intently at her round, childbearing hips. As expected, her face flushed crimson, and Senpai scolded her.
"Haaah... Not bad at all."
"Right?"
The navy-blue tent blocked out all views of the outside world. With only the two of them inside—and Misaki being quite small—they could relax however they liked.
"Alright then, shall we take a little nap?"
"Sounds good."
And so began their afternoon nap.
The tent was pitched at the edge of the beach, and perhaps because it was noon, there was no sign of people nearby.
"The windows... Oh, they can be closed."
Each square window had a cover. When the zippers were closed, the interior dimmed to the soft glow of indirect lighting.
"...It's darker than I thought."
"...Right?"
Their conversation turned secretive, as if they were playing hide-and-seek.
Pit.
Misaki's forearm brushed against Kotaro's.
"Nyuh... heh..."
Misaki giggled happily and began stroking Kotaro's chest. It was clear she had no intention of taking a leisurely nap. The small, makeshift enclosure they'd created on the beach—the epitome of open spaces—had become their own little secret hideaway. Kotaro's heart rate began to rise pleasantly.
"I've been thinking... Misaki-senpai, you're really bold."
When he gently drew her closer by the shoulder, her voluptuous body shivered slightly.
"Mmm... I suppose I am."
Her simple acknowledgment was followed by the soft, velvety feel of her cheek against his.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm... heh..."
The senior pressed her thin lips repeatedly against his cheek, giggling cheerfully. She was utterly adorable.
"Mmm... heh...? Mmm, chuu, chupi, mmm... heh..."
As their lips met, their tongues flicked and intertwined. The temperature inside the tent rose gradually, fueled not just by the sunlight but by the heat radiating from their bodies.
"Mmm... Huh?"
Slender fingers grasped the bulge in his groin. After a moment of fumbling, they unzipped his trunks and delved inside.
"Mmph... Mmm... Chup, chuppi... Kotaro, you're so cute when you tremble like that."
Pale fingers, like white fish, wriggled and squirmed as they eagerly explored his meat shaft. When the shaft swelled and thickened in her hand, Misaki giggled delightedly.
"Kotaro, your penis is rock-hard..."
"Same for you, Misaki-senpai..."
"Hiiu..."
Sliding her fingers beneath the halterneck bikini, she found his nipple already erect. Pinching it between her thumb and index finger, his small, curvaceous body trembled violently.
"Your nipple, Misaki-senpai, it's standing up so hard."
"Haaah, nnnk, fff, nnnfuuu... How could I not get excited when Kotaro touches me...?"
A wet whisper in her ear made her swallow hard. Misaki dragged her erect penis out of her swim shorts. The thickly overflowing pre-cum made the lewd sound of her stroking her curved shaft echo nuch, nuch in the half-sealed space. The strange sensation of being in this confined space brought a different kind of excitement than doing it in a room.
"Ah, right... Kotaro, you said earlier you wanted me to straddle you, didn't you?"
"Huh? Oh... right. I did say that."
"Do you still feel the same way?"
"...What do you mean?"
"...You don't need me to spell it out, you know exactly what I mean..."
Releasing his grip on his erect penis, Kotaro gave Misaki's shoulder a playful shove. As she sprawled backward, she cheerfully yanked off her swim shorts with a triumphant "Uraaah!" When his erection sprang free, he giggled adorably, "Uhiyah!" Despite his cute expression, his eyes were frighteningly moist.
"Me too..." Misaki murmured softly, slowly removing her bikini bottom. Even in the dim light, the contours of her voluptuous body were clearly visible.
Misaki straddled Kotaro's shoulders. Seeing her plump buttocks, it seemed she was facing away from him.
"Mmm...nnn..."
She bent over like she was using a Japanese squat toilet. With a lewd squelch, her soft, meaty buttocks enveloped Kotaro's face.
Whoa...!
The sour-sweet scent flooded his nostrils. The soft petals of her flesh molded to the contours of his face. Shocked by Misaki straddling him, his erect penis stiffened even more.
"Ugh... This is more embarrassing than I thought..."
Misaki muttered quietly, her hips shifting restlessly. Her soft, fleshy petals writhed and twisted, and her love juice overflowed in a thick, syrupy stream.
So erotic...
When she flicked out her tongue, Kotaro's round, childbearing hips jerked.
"Hyaaah?! Ah, damn it..."
Her moan cut off abruptly as she remembered where they were. She hastily covered her mouth, looking adorable in her fluster.
"I guess I'll eat your penis too, Kotaro... Oh, no... it's getting big again..."
Her casual, lewd remark elicited an involuntary reaction from his lower body.
"O... oh..."
Her voluptuous body pressed against him, the texture of her bikini bottom brushing against his stomach. The image of her wearing only the bottom half of her cute swimsuit—such a lewd sight—made blood rush southward.
"Ngh...uuu..."
"Ugh...!"
When the tense glans was flicked by her small tongue, a sweet electric current shot through the urethra.
In the dimly lit tent, a naked man and a half-naked woman lay entwined, their bodies overlapping in a tangled embrace.
The utterly lewd situation sent a numbing pleasure seeping into every extremity.
"Mmmf... chu, chu, chupi..."
Misaki suckled the glans languidly, then tilted the meat shaft downward, pressing her lips repeatedly against the underside. She repeated the pecking kisses, sliding her lips from base to tip in a soft, rhythmic motion.
"Mmm, mmm...!"
This position was more intense than I'd anticipated.
Not only was Misaki's fervent blowjob incredibly pleasurable, but the way our bodies twisted and writhed together allowed me to fully savor the softness and curves of her form. With our positions reversed, I could experience sensations completely different from when we were embracing in our usual embrace.
"Chup, chupi... Nfuufu, what's wrong, Kotaro? You've been getting the worst of it for a while now!"
Her meaty buttocks swayed playfully, her provocative teasing adorable. I wanted to retort, but with her slick, moist flesh pressed against me, I could barely form words.
"Hiiii...?!"
When I grabbed her plump buttocks in retaliation, the petite senpai gave a cute little jump. I kneaded her soft flesh, then spread her cheeks wide, exposing her anus.
"Yaaah... No, stop...!"
Her protests, voiced in a syrupy, defeated tone, only made her more endearing. Misaki trembled as she nuzzled my meat rod, her fingers tenderly stroking my scrotum.
I'm going to give this outrageously sexy senpai a thorough return favor...
I pulled her meaty buttocks closer and traced the petals of her flower with my tongue.
"Mmmkuuu...! Mmm, juru, jurururu...!"
Misaki stifled her moans by taking the meaty shaft into her mouth. Her hips writhed as her tongue licked around the glans, while she thrust her tongue deep into her own entrance.
"Mmmfuuu...! Heaah, mmm, mmmk, mmmfuuu...!"
Her lips slid up and down with lewd schup, schup sounds. The sensation of her inner cheeks clinging to his shaft was so intense that it lifted her hips off the bed.
Misaki-senpai, do you want to escape or keep going? Which is it...?!
Misaki's hips swayed in all directions. As if trying to escape from under him, yet at times begging for more. Kotaro's saliva was easily washed away by the increasing flow of her love juice. With each swallow, the thick, feminine scent filled his body more completely.
What... is this...?
The weight of her full, round buttocks pressed against him, making it hard to breathe. Every time he tried to inhale even a little oxygen, Misaki's lewd scent flooded his lungs. He felt her essence filling him completely. A shiver ran through him, refusing to subside.
I want us both to feel even better...! The moment he gently peeled back the hood of her clitoris and flicked it with his tongue, Misaki's body jerked violently.
"Ugh... Ngh..."
"Are you alright, Misaki-senpai?"
I casually lifted her Meat Butt and asked, but there was no response.
"Haaaaah..."
She released her grip on my Meat Rod, but only sighed deeply and nuzzled her cheek against my Meat Shaft. Wasn't that a little too erotic for an unconscious gesture?
"...Misaki-senpai, you're so wet."
"...Ah, uh-huh, just a little... My Clit feels too good... Mmm... Huh?"
When Kotaro gently flipped her onto her back, she let out a cute, dazed sound.
"You got me so excited riding me like that. Now it's my turn to return the favor."
"Huh...? Eep...!"
As he pushed her bikini aside, revealing her full breasts, a cute little squeak escaped her lips.
"...Kotaro, um, you know... We're technically still on the beach... Maybe go easy?"
"It's fine as long as Misaki-senpai keeps her voice down."
"O-of course... but..."
Misaki's soft whispers and her adorable sideways glance made the moment even sweeter.
"Alright, let's get started."
"...Mm-hmm, come here."
Misaki wrapped her arms around Kotaro's neck, her voice thick with anticipation.
*****
When the meat rod parted her labia, he was startled by the heat and softness. He pressed the tip of his shaft against her entrance and gave a slight thrust. That simple motion alone caused Misaki's vaginal muscles to smoothly engulf his erect cock.
"Haaah...!"
In the dim tent, Misaki's head arched back. Her inner walls melted into a sticky mess, and with each deeper penetration, the writhing folds hungrily devoured his flesh.
"O... oh...! Misaki-senpai, you feel absolutely amazing...!"
Her whisper trembled. Her honeyed entrance, so thoroughly softened and relaxed, promised pleasure with every movement.
"Mmm... Y-yes, Kotaro, move however you like..."
Lost in the sight of her faint smile, I nodded. A bead of sweat dripped from my chin onto Misaki's collarbone.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch...
I moved slowly in and out of Misaki. A generous mixture of her love juice and my pre-cum made us slick, so slippery I nearly slipped out if I wasn't careful.
"Mmm... Oh, Kotaro's... penis... it's so... so big..." Misaki murmured, her voice dreamy. Her hips undulated sensuously, trying to draw me deeper into her, driving me wild.
"Ugh... Misaki-senpai, wait...!"
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Misaki began playfully pinching and twisting my nipples with both hands. As I trembled violently in a push-up position, she grinned mischievously. My hips bucked involuntarily, and my pre-cum dripped into her, making wet squelching sounds.
"If you've got the energy to be naughty, I'll go harder."
"Hnn... Nnnngh...!"
I gripped Misaki's hips and abruptly increased the thrusting speed. My hardened cock repeatedly, relentlessly, brutally tore through her molten, dripping pussy.
"Nngh! Ugh! No! Don't... Don't be so rough...!"
"You were the one who told me to move however I wanted, Misaki-senpai."
"I know... I know, but...! Ah! No, no, this... I'm gonna... I'm gonna come! I can't... I can't hold back my moans...!"
Misaki gasped, her voice husky and pleading, reaching out to him with desperate hands. Kotaro released her waist, lunged forward, and wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind, threading his arms under her armpits. Their lips met in a tight embrace as he thrust his hips with all his might.
"Ngh...! No...! Haa...! Nph...! Hap...! Chuuru...! No, no, no, Kotaro, it feels so good...! Hnn...! No...! Noooo...! My head's going to explode...!"
Misaki whimpered, sobbing. Her contradictory actions—clinging to him with all her limbs while crying "no"—were infinitely endearing.
"Misaki-senpai... I'm about to come...! I'm going to let loose completely. I won't let you escape this time...!"
"Haa...! Nn...! Nguh...! Uhn...! Let...! Let me...! Squeeze me tight...! Make my insides...! Fill me with...! All of your...! Kotaro's...! Sperm...! Give it to me...!"
A whisper in her ear sent a sweet numbness through her lower abdomen. A surge of molten lava rose within her, causing her brows to furrow tightly.
"Misaki-senpai, I'm coming! Coming, coming, coming, coming...!"
"Haaah, Kotaro, cover my mouth... Nfuuu...!"
As their lips met, he thrust his cock deep into Misaki's core. A thick, viscous fluid, as if he'd forgotten his own liquid nature, surged up his urethra and erupted explosively.
"Nfuuuu...!!"
Clung tightly together, Misaki's body trembled violently. The climax was brutally intense. Semen spurted relentlessly into her uterus, while her vaginal muscles spasmed, clenching down as if trying to tear his cock apart. Sweat, semen, and love juice—both of their fluids intertwined, mixed, and melted into a sticky, messy blend.
"...Pfft, ha... ha... ha... haaaah..."
After lingering in the afterglow of climax for several minutes, we finally parted our lips. Both of us were panting heavily, staring at each other in the dim light. Our affection deepened, and we kissed repeatedly, our tongues intertwining.
The sound of the waves reached us. They must have been there all along, but they'd completely slipped my mind.
"Halfway through, I forgot we were inside the tent..."
"Me too... I only remembered we had to keep quiet, but the whole 'where we are' thing just flew right out of my head..."
Well, it's not like I can help it when making love with Kotaro is just that good...
After whispering something unbearably sweet, Misaki-senpai gently stroked Kotaro's hair.
"Me too..." he murmured. "Being with you, Misaki-senpai, feels amazing. It's incredibly fun... It makes me happy."
"Mmm... I see. I feel the same way."
They kissed again, sharing giggles.
When they opened the tent flap, the bright sunlight blinded them both, eliciting a cliché reaction: "Our eyes! Our eyes!"
Stepping out of the tent, they found the beach still mostly deserted. However, their obvious "post-coital" expressions gave them away. A passing couple startled upon seeing them. Panicking, they rushed to the sea, putting on an overly energetic act to cover their tracks.