"...Ryo-kun. I love you."
Kirie's whispered words, her eyes glistening with tears, nearly burned through Ryosuke's last shred of rationality.
The body of Kirie he was holding now—her feverish flesh, her burning desire—made his blood boil.
He kissed her soft lips, thrusting his tongue inside and deliberately stirring it roughly.
Even with the roughness, Kirie earnestly met his tongue, her clumsy efforts only further stoking Ryosuke's primal desires.
"Mmmph, nnn, slurp... Ryo-kun—mm, ha, pfft..."
They clung to each other's backs, their movements growing more frenzied.
When Ryosuke tried to remove Kirie's clothes, she mimicked his actions.
"Kirie, let me undress you?"
Pulling away from the kiss, he asked, and Kirie nodded slightly, obeying.
"...I'll take them off, right?"
Kirie gripped the hem of his T-shirt and lifted it. Their height difference made it difficult even when Ryosuke bent down, but she managed to pull his arms out.
"Next, Kirie."
"..., okay."
Embarrassed but determined, Kirie thrust out her chest and surrendered herself to him. He gently removed her damp, clinging blouse and placed it on the sofa, along with her camisole, now soaked with her skin's scent.
Now in her underwear, Kirie seemed to reach her limit of shame—or perhaps, in her own way, arousal. She clung to him, clinging desperately.
Their rain- and sweat-dampened skin pressed intimately together.
"Your back is hot. Are you aroused?"
"N-no, I'm just cold...! My heart's pounding—"
"Not as much as Kirie's."
"Ugh... Ah..."
Though she squirmed, rather than releasing the embrace, Kirie tightened her grip around him.
It would be so easy to push her down onto the bed—
But for now, this moment felt right.
Such sweet sentiment seeped into Ryosuke's heart.
From Kirie, I could sense the stiffness born of excitement, but as time passed, her unnecessary tension gradually melted away.
Then, the soft, velvety feel of her skin became even more tender.
To help her relax further, I slowly caressed her back with the arm I had wrapped around her.
The pleasure of skin sliding against skin.
It seemed Kirie had also reached a point where she could savor that sensation.
"mm... mm..."
Soft moans escaped her lips in my arms.
Ryosuke parted her damp hair with his nose, reaching the nape of her neck. He nipped at her with his lips, letting his tongue slither along her skin.
"ya... mm... mm..."
Her instinctive rejection due to ticklishness lasted only a moment.
Her startled gasp quickly transformed into a moan.
Then Kirie began to cling to Ryosuke's skin as well. Her left collarbone. She pressed her lips to the spot that happened to be in front of her, mimicking Ryosuke's caresses.
It seemed that Kirie, lacking any skills in foreplay, was doing her best simply by imitating Ryosuke's actions.
Her kisses felt ticklish, like a child playfully nipping at him.
But when he thought about how he was about to teach her everything, that ticklishness transformed into an electrifying pleasure that coursed through his very bones.
"I'm taking this off."
After declaring this, he unfastened the bra clasp. Kirie's back shuddered, and her full breasts pressed even more firmly against him.
A feeble resistance to being seen naked, perhaps.
"Show me..."
He pushed her shoulders apart and slipped the bra straps off. Surprisingly, she offered little resistance, turning her face away with a resigned expression.
"...h..."
The undergarment slid smoothly down, revealing her full, rounded mounds and their pointed tips—the erogenous zones no one but Ryosuke had ever touched.
He gently traced his right hand along her breast, and she didn't reject him.
The breasts were pleasantly heavy, with a dewy elasticity that still allowed his fingers to sink into their softness.
"Damn, I was already plenty aroused, but now I'm getting even more excited."
"Liar..."
"I'm not lying!"
"Ugh, ah, this is so embarrassing, you know...!"
Despite her protests, she didn't pull away from my caressing hand, just endured it quietly, looking utterly adorable.
But when I gently stroked the hardened nipple with the pad of my thumb...
"Kyaaah! Ah, stop...!"
She writhed, letting out a high-pitched squeal.
"No, no... Ryo-kun, teasing me with your fingers like this... I can't take it..."
She rubbed her forehead against mine, sounding like she was about to cry, then suddenly licked Ryosuke's chest.
"Kirie?"
"Mmm, l-let me... Ryo-kun, more..."
Her tongue began to caress his left nipple.
"Chup, pfft... Is this... okay? Like this?"
"Do whatever makes you feel good, Kirie."
"Ugh... you idiot... Nngh... Hah... Mmm... Chup... Chur..."
Though she still showed embarrassment, Kirie's oral ministrations grew more confident. She licked around my nipple in smooth circles, pressed down on it from the tip, and rolled it between her lips.
"Are you imagining what I'm doing to you right now?"
"N... Nnnngh...!"
She shook her head in denial, but didn't stop sucking.
Ryosuke's hands, now firmly grasping her breasts and delivering relentless pleasure, were likely contributing to her state.
"Ngh... Hah... Chup... Churp... Hap... Nnngh... Nngh!"
Eventually, Kirie lost all composure. Her knees buckled, and she collapsed onto the floor.
Maybe I went too far with the localized stimulation? Ryosuke thought, reflecting on his actions.
But Kirie then made an unexpected move.
Kirie lunged at Ryosuke, clinging to his waist as he knelt. The emotionless, almost tackle-like gesture was followed by words that left Ryosuke tilting his head in confusion.
"Teach me!"
"...Hm?"
"I don't know how to do it, so I'm asking you to teach me!"
She gripped his belt, looking up at him with a desperate expression.
"How to...?"
Ryosuke almost burst out laughing at Kirie's trembling shoulders and ragged breathing.
"So that's how it is, huh, Kirie? You don't care about mood or anything, huh?"
"W-well, it's my first time, so what do you expect...?!"
Apparently, she had her own idea of what sex between lovers should be like.
"Give me a blowjob."
"D-don't say it so bluntly...! Ugh..."
She seemed to be belatedly realizing the implications of the act, and was already wavering.
But he couldn't let this opportunity slip away.
I'd never had anyone perform fellatio on me like this before—so clumsy, yet I wanted her to keep touching me more than ever.
I guided Kirie's hands to the belt buckle.
"Okay, let's start by taking this off. Can you do it?"
"I-I can..."
Kirie, unfamiliar with the task, fumbled with the buckle. She struggled not only with the belt but also with unzipping the fly.
Finally, after pulling down my pants, Kirie faced my lower abdomen clad only in underwear—this time, she truly hesitated, looking bewildered.
*****
I... I can't believe I'm doing this...
Half-regretting my impulsive offer, I still felt a faint thrill at the prospect of engaging in this unknown, obscenely lewd act.
My body burned with heat.
My nipples, which Ryosuke had been teasing moments ago, still sent waves of pleasant tingles deep into my core.
I couldn't tell how Ryosuke interpreted Kirie's confusion.
"Sorry, Kirie. Now that we've come this far, even I might find waiting unbearable."
"U-um... It's okay... Y-you'll do it, right?"
My heart raced with nervousness and guilt.
But when I realized that Ryosuke, who usually always considered my feelings, who was always so calm and collected—was now the one asking Kirie for affection, an unfamiliar joy suddenly spread through me.
Feeling light-headed and unsteady, as if floating on a feverish dream, I reached out to touch him.
I can't believe I've come to this... That I could make him feel like this...
Memories of my first time flashed through my mind. The male body I'd learned about back then. The memories of pleasure burned deep into my core, igniting me.
"..."
Bracing myself, I began removing Ryosuke's underwear.
(Ah... ah...)
Even looking at it, she felt no revulsion. Only fear. The male part she didn't possess—the erect thing that had "pierced" Kirie.
"S-so... I just lick it, right? W-where should I start?"
"From the bottom to the top—can you do that?"
"Yeah, I'll... I'll do it..."
Without any further instructions, Kirie tentatively grasped the fleshy shaft with her left hand, pressing it against Ryosuke's abdomen. Then, with trembling courage, she ran her tongue along its base.
"Ngh... eh...?"
She felt its hardness against the underside of her tongue.
As she moved her head, licking upward toward the tip, Ryosuke's hips jerked in response.
Oh... is this okay?
Neither of them had showered yet, but Kirie strangely felt no resistance. In fact, quite the opposite.
Ryo-kun... I'm licking him... Ryo-kun's scent... He's so aroused... Am I a hentai...?
Though she'd never watched others do it, Kirie tilted her head, coiled her tongue, and slathered the shaft with saliva, trying to make her movements as lewd as possible.
"Try taking the tip in your mouth?"
"––nn...nn..."
Ryosuke's instructions thrilled her. The slight tremble in his voice from arousal made her ecstatic.
Without hesitation, Kirie slid her lips over the glans, covering it halfway. Instantly, pre-cum flooded her mouth, its bitterness making her furrow her brow for a moment, but...
"nn...ngh..."
Even the bitterness felt like pleasure. Driven by the momentum, she took him deeper, swallowing him whole.
So big... This thing is inside me... Soft yet hard... So hot...
With a bold motion, she bobbed her head up and down, and from where her lips met his penis came unfamiliar, popping sounds. Foamy saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth.
I'm doing it... I'm actually doing it...! I'm giving Ryo-kun a fellatio...!
She was immersed in this lewd act. The more aware she became of what she was doing, the more excited she grew. Shameless desire and a suffocating yearning intertwined, tormenting Kirie.
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
I love it... I love it so much...! Ryo-kun, Ryo-kun, Ryo-kun—!
Tears streamed down her face as Kirie, lost in the moment, became utterly absorbed in her first fellatio.
*****
"Kiri... E..."
Caught off guard by the unexpectedly vigorous fellatio, Ryosuke was the one who seemed stunned.
The pleasure from the oral stimulation was extraordinary, but her technique was still lacking; her movements weren't yet capable of driving a man to orgasm. It was a living hell of fellatio, where the pleasure kept building without ever reaching climax.
But—
"Mmm, mmm, mmm... Guph, guph!"
Her lips lacked firmness, and she had no idea how to entwine her tongue, yet she vigorously shook her head, desperately gripping Ryosuke's hips with both hands, trying her best to give him pleasure.
Teaching her how to use her mouth properly would be easy.
But—
He wanted to reward her courage. He wanted to come from this clumsy fellatio.
Driven by this irresistible impulse, Ryosuke tensed his lower body.
"Kirie, keep going..."
The strokes continued at a steady pace. The sweet, saliva-slicked sensation of her oral mucosa. Kirie's panting breaths.
Ryosuke amplified the rising orgasmic tension within him and released it all at once.
Gurururu... Bukkuk...
I ejaculated in Kirie's mouth without permission, right as she was taking me deepest into her throat.
The thick white fluid slammed into the back of Kirie's throat, startling her into stillness. Then...
"Mmph?! Mmm, mmmggh...?!"
Her back arched and spasmed as she writhed.
But for some reason, she seemed to believe that catching the ejected fluid in her mouth was the proper thing to do. Fighting against her body's rejection, she endured until my release finished.
"–Mmm, mmmggh, ugh, mmmph...! Pah?! Ah, ahggh...!"
She didn't last long. Unable to endure any longer, Kirie pulled away. Her mouth was coated with sticky white fluid, and she looked utterly miserable.
I took a tissue and handed it to her, instructing her to spit.
"Ugh... Ugh, what...? Nnngh... My mouth tastes bitter..."
"Sorry, I just—"
Originally...
Ryosuke had approached Kirie because he was drawn to the way her expression twisted with despair and humiliation.
He was aware that this was one of his own fetishes, and indeed, he felt a strong arousal from Kirie's current pained state.
But that wasn't all.
"Seriously... Ryo-kun, you idiot... Ngh... It even got in my nose...!"
Even her usual angry face, scowling up at him, wasn't unpleasant to look at.
He wanted to make this girl feel good.
He wanted to fill her completely with himself.
"Huh? Wait, Ryo-kun...?"
Ryosuke bent down to meet Kirie's eyes, intending to kiss her.
But Kirie, perhaps aware that her mouth had just been filled with his semen, actually turned away to avoid the kiss.
Unable to brake his overflowing impulses, Ryosuke instead bit down on the nape of Kirie's neck.
"Ah, ah..."
Kirie writhed and retreated, her back hitting the sofa. Ryosuke guided her to sit down and intensified his kissing assault.
Since his kisses were still rejected, he moved to her cheeks, earlobes, jawline, throat, collarbone, and shoulders.
"Yan... ah, n...! Ryo... Ryo-kun... No more kisses..."
Apart from her breasts and nipples, which naturally reacted particularly well—gradually, Kirie began to moan softly no matter where his lips touched her.
"Ah! No, Ryo-kun, if you kiss me... I'll lose all sense of propriety—everything will feel so good—ah! Ah!"
When she first entered the room, Kirie's skin had been chilled by the rain and stiffened by nerves. Now, every inch of her body burned with heat, completely relaxed.
Her upper arm. Her side. Even the crevice beneath her arm, where he snuck in his tongue.
"Ah! Ah! No, no, wait... Ah! Ah!"
Her voice melted into moans, her reactions utterly genuine.
Despite having just come, Ryosuke's arousal refused to subside.
He pulled back momentarily, then cradled Kirie's left leg. He slipped off her socks, kissed her ankles, and moved up to her calves. Behind her knees. Her slender thighs. And then—
"Eh? No... Ryo... Ryo-kun!"
This time, her protests were desperate, no longer just for show.
Where the kiss was heading...
Kirie was acutely aware of the danger, but her body, completely in heat, refused to listen to reason when faced with such exquisite pleasure.
The base of her thigh.
A rounded area that could almost be called her buttocks.
And her underwear, soaked with bodily fluids and stuck to her skin.
"I'm going to lick this."
"N-no, not there! Really, don't—! Ah?! No, no, no—!"
His tongue touched her, the wet, squelching sensation.
The concentrated scent of a woman. His tongue traced the softness of the lewd cleft.
"Eep! H-ah, ah, why...? Why there...? No, no, no!"
It was true that Ryosuke had forced his way between her legs, preventing her from closing them, and that he was spreading her thighs apart with both hands.
Even so, if she used her leg strength, she should have been able to block Ryosuke's oral assault.
Kirie pressed Ryosuke's head down beneath her skirt, but there was little force in her arm.
"Ah... Ahh... No... But... Ah, ah, ah..."
He pushed aside the useless panties with his tongue and began tormenting her bare flesh directly.
Her beautiful, glistening folds were coated in ample love juice. Inside her skirt, the sweet-sour scent of Kirie's arousal filled the air. Nearly choking on the musky aroma, Ryosuke murmured,
"Payback for earlier."
"Hieh! ...What? What's this? Your tongue... it's... inside me?! N-no... Ahh, ah! You're... you're probing inside...! Nngh, nnn, nnn!"
This was nothing like Kirie's clumsy attempts at fellatio.
Ryosuke traced every inch of her, searching for her weak points and focusing his attention there. If Kirie's reactions matched his expectations, he would continue to caress her longer, more carefully, and more leisurely.
"Ah... Ahh... Aah... Aah...!"
Kirie was being filled with unfamiliar pleasure, the sensation seeping into her very core.
"I'm... I'm coming... N-no, there... Ah... Ah... Hnnngh... Y-yes... Yes...!"
Her hips spasmed violently as she climaxed.
But it wasn't over yet. He spread the honey overflowing from her depths, teased her tender flesh, and drove his lover's body toward climax again and again.
"Hngh... Ugh... Aah... Aah... Aaah...!"
Whether she was aware of their locked room or not, Kirie's moans were unrestrained. Drawn by her cries, her body greedily devoured the waves of pleasure.
"Haaah... Yaaah... Aah..."
Her lower abdomen convulsed with post-orgasmic spasms.
Her womanhood pulsed and quivered.
"Ryo-kun... You... You idiot... You hentai..."
Despite having just released a torrent of desire, Ryosuke's penis wasn't wilting at all; instead, it was painfully engorged.
"...Kirie."
Ryosuke pulled the skirt remnants from Kirie's waist, then leaned forward and pressed the tip of his erection against her intimate area.
"Wh-ah..."
"Okay? I'm going in."
"Ugh..."
Completely different from her writhing during cunnilingus, she nodded demurely this time.
Kirie's honeyed flesh felt like it was melting into a sticky, dripping mess. Ryosuke lifted her legs, adjusting his angle as he pressed his glans against her entrance.
"Ah! Ugh—!"
He slowly shifted his weight, finally achieving penetration.
Her still-narrow, unaccustomed passage...
Yet thanks to her impossibly slick walls, Ryosuke's shaft was able to invade her depths completely.
"Ah, ugh, ugh...—Ngh! Ah! Ah!"
Kirie's pained voice began to crack with pleasure. With each forceful thrust, her cries grew shrill.
"Kirie's insides... they're insane... It feels so good—"
"Mmm, ugh... Me too... Ryo-kun, it feels so good...! Ah, ah!"
Her softened pussy now gripped Ryosuke tightly. When he tried to pull out, it clung to him; when he pushed back in, it welcomed him with ecstatic clenching.
Unable to withstand this greedy union any longer, the urge to ejaculate surged again.
He'd planned to take his time, thoroughly exploring her inner walls and discovering all her sensitive spots—but now that was impossible. He never imagined he'd lose his composure so completely.
"Ryo-kun, Ryo-kun...! Ahh, ah! Y-yes...!"
The way Ryosuke pressed Kirie down onto the sofa made it seem almost like he was forcibly violating her, yet Kirie clung to his neck, her arms wrapped around it, refusing to let go.
With each thrust of his hips, a slick wave of pleasure surged deep into his core, piercing him.
Really, I intended to tease her more...
Though he resented being overwhelmed by Kirie's body, Ryosuke finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"Kirie—!"
"Ah! Kyah! Ahh... AHHH!"
He quickened his movements, releasing the pent-up desire that had filled him completely. The tight honeyed depths of her body nearly made him climax right there, but he pulled out at the last moment, spilling his seed over her lower abdomen.
Duk-duk! Buk! Biiiiirr!
"Ugh—!"
The force of his release made him unconsciously grit his teeth as he became aware of the thick, white fluid spurting from his penis.
Biiiiirr! Biiirr!
"Ah, ah... It's so hot... Nn, nnn... My stomach... it's full..."
Ryosuke pressed his throbbing, spasming erection against Kirie's soft abdomen, letting it pulse and smear its evidence of pleasure across her.
"Ah, ugh... Ryo-kun, it's so much..."
Kirie spread the fluid across her belly with her fingers, letting out long, heated breaths.
Just watching her movements.
Just hearing her voice.
Ryosuke felt a powerful emotion, neither purely lustful nor tender, burning through him.
"More—"
"Huh?"
Kirie looked up at Ryosuke's words.
"Let's move to the bed."
Stunned, she realized what he meant—sex wasn't over yet. Trying to hide the rising, lewd pleasure in her voice, she murmured:
"...Mm."
Her nod was barely perceptible.