Women’s college students stripped of their sexy and beautiful suits

Author: SSE

Scanning sweep well, OCR no trouble, correct rate up to more than 90% ah. This book has six chapters, the translation of the problem seems to be very big …… New Vision is really …… there are a few with the word I have modified, mainly to connect the inexplicable short broken sentences.

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Women’s college students stripped of their sexy and beautiful suits

Original title: Women’s College Students. Stripped of Richelle’s Skin – A Strange Dream

Published in Japanese: Flanners Shoin

Published in Chinese: New Vision

Author: Kurata Crophead

OCR, Calibration: SSE

Cover Description:

The beautiful ass wrapped in a short red dress was stroked, fingers slowly grinding through the stockings teasing the honeyed slit.

In the bursting tram, the man’s magic fingers played unceremoniously in the asshole’s posterior.

The beautiful college girl was drowning in a huge wave of embarrassment and humiliation.

Ahhhh, I can’t …… next to take the exam but …….

At this time, when she knew that it was the examiner …… who had attacked her.

Chapter 1: A First Experience of Excitement and Shock for Pornographers

(1) Teasing red panties

What a soft ass.

One could feel the sensation of a hand reaching out from behind and gently caressing a woman’s soft buttocks.

It should have gone beyond the stockings, and body heat could indeed be conveyed through it.

The secret room in the bursting tram where the body can’t move.

Yazaki Kosuke held the position from behind the woman’s back, and she was close to her.

In time with the rocking of the tram, he bobbed his thighs up and down.

was enjoying the sensation of the mass of the buttocks attached to his right thigh.

When he saw a girl on the platform wearing a red shirt, from her short skirt five centimeters above her knees… There was supposed to be an ass hidden in it, and Kosuke couldn’t help but start to fantasize about it.

October, in a crowded 8 a.m. tram.

It’s just in time for fall, but it’s that sweltering heat with sweaty foreheads in a cooled trunk.

Kosuke attached his fingers to his thighs and rocked them up and down as the clacking trams passed from one railroad track to the next.

The fabric of the skirt was pulled up a few centimeters.

His heart felt as if it had missed a beat as he shook and pulled at his skirt in quick succession.

However, this was not a result of the feeling of backbiting caused by the criminal act of being teased as a sex maniac, but rather, it was anticipation and uneasiness, and the rod in the crotch of his pants was already hot and in a state of semi-erection, and even his armpits were dripping with sweat and were drenched with perspiration.

(Buttocks harden if there’s a shirt on them. That panty in the skirt ……) He dropped his eyes to his tightly pressed thighs.

Her paws gripped the floor and she straightened her back.

Looking from the bottom up, her luscious figure had the look of a Greek goddess, so delicate and charming.

The round, full hips and long, firm legs were still shimmering, and there was no way for him to tell if that was the sheen of the stockings.

Kosuke slid his pressed hand up the side of his thigh, pressing hard against the center of his twin mounds, the butt crack of his ass, and, sliding it slowly up and down.

Despite the fact that through the skirt, he knew that the girl’s ass was perky and her slit was deep.

The girl didn’t show any reaction, just clutched the briefcase with the papers on it to her chest with force.

Her face went down slightly and she lowered her head.

In a tram packed with passengers, it was normal to be pressed against a man’s thigh, and both men and women had nothing but patience in such unpleasant confines.

Kosuke swallowed hard as he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, it was like the soft, delicate skin of white wood.

The rod in his pants was slowly getting itchy and hot.

The girl’s height was around a hundred and sixty centimeters I think, she was wearing a dark colored suit for the interview and stepped on a heel-less women’s shoe.

Kosuke was a hundred and seventy-five centimeters, and when he lowered his head, he could see that she was sweating from the warmth of the bursting tram, her plump, round, melting ears not even pierced, and the white skin of her neck and lips oozing with sweat.

The girl standing in front of Kosuke’s eyes exuded the unique scent of a mature woman.

Kosuke felt the body heat of his thighs as he scrutinized the girl.

Big, round, ebony eyes, plump, slightly curved lips, and a playful round nose, just like a cute puppy.

(Such a cute girl …… its so surprising. There really is no personality to speak of in the lower half of the body.) Kosuke whispered in his heart.

（”And then, I’ll let you have your fun, Masumi.)

Kosuke relaxed his sweaty palms in his pockets.

He slowly brought his palm up to Masumi’s ass.

(2) Dementia-induced

“I have a request for a pornographer,” Masumi Kinoshita said abruptly into the phone.

“What is ……’s plea for pornographers?”

Kosuke lowered his voice as he listened.

He was alone in the cramped phone booth, so he didn’t really have to worry about his voice getting out, but he couldn’t help but keep it down.

Though he had often done this kind of date where he met in a phone booth, yet it was the first time he had heard a line like this plea to a sex maniac.

“Just want to meet a pornographer.” The woman called Masumi Kinoshita, whom she had met only a minute ago, said.

“My name is Masumi Kinoshita, I’m twenty years old. And you are?” Having only just picked up the microphone, Masumi was suddenly a little shy.

“Thirty-five ……,” Kosuke replied.

Then, Masumi’s next line was a wish for a maniac.

“I want to be groped by a pornographer on a packed streetcar.”

“I’m a little …… surprised you said that,” Kosuke began hesitantly.

“No interest in being a pornographer? Tomorrow morning, I want to be touched oh.”

“Ah, ah, tomorrow? ……”

“Haven’t you had any experience as a pornographer?”

“Ahhhh, it’s a shame ……”

“Men who make friends over the phone usually don’t care about being pornographers, no?”

“It’s not that I can’t. …… I’m a little surprised, but it’s really bold to ask me to be a sex maniac, tomorrow. …… It’s usually through telephone conversations. Then well is step by step, and then is about to come out to meet, you will suddenly say so, really surprised me.”

“Forget it then, I’ll find someone else.”

“Wait, wait, wait, wait,” Kosuke shouted as he got a little anxious.

“Would you do it? Pornographers?”

“Ahhh, if you really wish it.”

“Thank you. Then, please tell me your outfit, I have an interview tomorrow. So, I’ll be wearing a red dress, holding a briefcase for my documents, catching a train from the subway’s Tocho station, transferring to Ikebukuro, and my hairstyle will be a coiffed bun.”

“You say that and I still don’t get it, there are mountains of college girls in red dresses.”

“Oh, I went with a friend, she’s easy to recognize.”

“How do you recognize it?”

“Her hair was blonde and stood up like a cocktail. The skirt is about five centimeters above the knee, and the miniskirt is a little bold almost seeing panties or so. If you saw two people like that you’d know.”

“Ahhh, I’ll look for it again. But, to be a pornographer still surprises me.”

“Is that so? It’s probably like in a serial, there’s a mental block. I went to cram school in middle school Oh, I was groped by a sex maniac while hitchhiking at night after reading. He pulled up my skirt and touched me there through my panties …… Although I don’t know what it’s like to be a man． I don’t know what it’s like to be a man, but my body got hot……. At that time, although I would masturbate, but it was already in high school, and the imagination is completely different. Plus, the first time I had sex, I saw the lights flashing outside the car window and realized that someone was peeking, so I realized what it was like to have an orgasm. Because having an orgasm is only possible when someone else sees it, that’s why I want to be touched by a pornographer ah, ah ah-just thinking about it makes me wet already.”

“Are you touching right now?” Kosuke asked in a salty tone.

“…… Idiot,” Masumi said, using a sappy voice for the first time.

“Just thinking about tomorrow makes you wet, doesn’t it?”

“Stop saying that, I’ve been holding back strongly.” Masumi spoke in a smaller voice than before.

“Just touch it isn’t it? Pull up your skirt. Stick your fingers inside your panties, it’s easy. Hey, let me listen to Masumi’s beautiful voice, let me feel the feeling of phone sex, maybe it will be even more pleasurable than pornography!”

“Don’t say another word, I won’t be masturbating tonight because I’m staying at a friend’s house. Now I’m going to take a shower and call you on the sly oh”

“I think there’s still a little time left. Feel it, Masumi’s been wanting it a lot, hasn’t she?”

“I can’t! Tomorrow please hello, must be a pornographer oh!” Masumi suddenly hung up the phone after saying that.

(3) The moment of implementation

(This girl is really Masumi Masumi, isn’t she?) ……)

Kosuke loosened his hand from the ring. Slowly, he stroked his hand towards Masumi’s buttocks.

He began to hesitate.

(It would have been a disaster if it had been a different woman.)

His hand stopped five centimeters from his hip.

It shouldn’t be a mistake.

As he sipped on a glass of Nutella from the subway’s store in Tocho, he saw, as the elevator had said, two people coming down the stairs.

Masumi in her red dress, the girl with blonde hair dyed in her panties vaguely visible, it’s not often that two people dressed like this get a look in.

He had been following the two girls from the ticket gate, and from their conversation, he could clearly hear that the girl’s name was “Masumi”.

But when she walks, it’s like she’s avoiding a pornographer.

If someone else found out about something like this, then Kosuke’s credibility in society would be in tatters.

Thirty-five years old, married for six years, has a son in kindergarten, and works for an importer of residential to household furniture items.

He will lose his position as the head of the personnel department of Hwasan Housing, even though Masumi lured him into doing it.

But, in fact, he hadn’t been a pornographer, and in high school, college, and rush hour, he’d only accidentally run into them in the car, but he usually tried to avoid them as much as possible.

Although he hadn’t really done the whole pornographer thing, he had always gotten an uncontrollable erection whenever he was in a car with a female body in close proximity.

However, he had never touched a girl’s buttocks.

“I have something to ask for a pornographer oh!” Masumi’s words kept repeating in her ears.

(There’s no such thing as a personality in a man’s lower body, is there ……) Kosuke exhaled quietly.

In the past six months, he had molested several women through phone dating, including fresh wives and female teachers. Everyone is always noble when they are waiting for a date, but once they are in bed, they are as flirty as hell.

Masumi must have the same slutty blood as them.

（She said she wanted me to touch her. She should be okay.)

His hand stiffened to the point where it felt a little numb.

A few centimeters from the tight skirt.

He clenched his straightened palms into fists several times, then relaxed them again.

At that moment, there was a click and the car started moving again.

Taking advantage of this movement, the fingers that were spread out like a spider’s legs, all at once crossed over Masumi’s skirt and pressed against her buttocks, a soft like real cotton buttock touch that was conveyed from the sensitive fingertips of the fingers, exactly like the feel of a polyester, purely handmade blended yarn.

Just as Kosuke broke his taboo and touched his buttocks, the tension in his entire body relaxed, as if he had lifted a heavy weight off his shoulders.

(I was requested by a woman to do this kind of erotomania, so my hand shouldn’t be blocked, it doesn’t matter!)

He shifted his gaze to the palms of his hands betting on his thighs, and could see what the skirt looked like askew.

The rod in his pants had become painfully hard and irrational.

Without further hesitation, he straightened his five fingers and kept stroking the flesh of his buttocks.

Then, slowly, stand your fingertips up on the soft flesh of your buttocks.

The center of his palm betook itself to his soft buttocks, five fingers writhing.

He even confirmed Masumi’s expression while he did so.

Masumi barely reacted when his palm went down, but the moment his fingers began to move, Masumi’s chin suddenly lifted up and bounced, and then she stayed in that position, her eyes round and wide, and swiveling from time to time, so that Kosuke could peek at her eyes from behind her.

As he ran the tips of his fingers even more over her buttocks to confirm the touch, Masumi’s pale cheeks tensed and she tightened her lips.

(That’s right. Masumi wanted me to do this, so I’ll be a serious pornographer for a while.) Kosuke muttered to himself in his mind and pressed his palms hard against the flesh of his buttocks.

Then, with the whole of the palm of the hand, the buttock flesh was pulled upward, and at that moment, the buttock cheeks began to quiver and then stiffened, probably in anticipation of eroticism, which made the subcutaneous fat of the buttocks tighten up.

He peeked at Masumi’s expression.

The expression on her face stiffened as she looked ahead, while her hands clutched the briefcase folder tightly to her chest.

The side of his palm stroked over the rounded buttocks while his middle and index fingers slid over the fabric of his skirt, and Masumi couldn’t help but lower her voice to a moan.

A pornographer was beginning to play with her secret part, she breathed in sharply as his hand moved between her legs, his hand moved to her thighs, the inside of her knees, and at first the pornographer’s fingers were not in the secret cleft, the tips of his fingers could become damp from the wetness.

“Ah!”

Suddenly being touched by the erotomaniac’s fingers on her labia minora, Masumi’s eyebrows furrowed into a figure-eight frown, but she didn’t dare to let out a moan.

As much as she tried to keep her thighs closed, the pornographer’s knee came in, leaving her foot with no way to close it.

“It doesn’t matter, Masumi.” The man whispered in her ear.

The situation was more serious than she had imagined, and she could only swallow her words.

Masumi’s flesh reacted greatly.

The finger slowly poked and prodded at the fiery flesh without any resistance, wet and slippery as the whole thing was sucked in, that interior already starting to get wet and hot.

The fact that love juice would gush out didn’t necessarily mean that a woman was feeling it, but it did show that Masumi’s body was responding.

As soon as she saw Masumi like this, the sadistic nature of the erotomaniac was ignited.

Masumi’s face flushed red as she endured.

The pornographer pushed his fingers even deeper into the secret cleft.

Masumi’s entire body was shaking so badly.

(No time to ask!)

Kosuke took her panties off and kept his eyes on the car window, if he didn’t hurry up he wouldn’t have time to ask ah.

(…… not right, sit over the head or not, anyway, it is very simple, late even if . This is not very good, only late once ……) such a thought, he has never had, this is also in his thirteen years out of the social work has not been a thing.

Elementary school, middle school, high school, and college he took full attendance awards, even with a small cold he did not rest …….

That’s what the teachers at the middle school and high school said during the wedding ceremony:

“Yazaki is serious ……”

Kosuke closed his eyes and took in the breath exhaled by the woman in front of him, inhaling it painfully into his lungs.

Just like this, I was surrounded by a feeling of happiness, as if I was lying on the boundless grassland, looking at the sky with that kind of leisurely mood.

The sweet breath exhaled by the woman in front of her probably contained healing microparticles.

The middle finger dives in from the side sliding from side to side.

Not a part of the body’s moisture, and the skin, and not flat, there are several pieces of skin overlap the feeling, as if you can hear chirping sound straight away.

He looked into the depths of the car window and could see her eyes half-closed, her fingers gripping the briefcase hard, her lips slightly parted, her mouth on the verge of dripping.

“Hoho …… hoho …… hoho …… hoho …… hoho …… hoho …… hoho …… hoho ……”

Her breath drifted out of her mouth as her shoulders rose and fell.

The movement of his fingers stopped as he inhaled the breath the woman exhaled.

(Ahhhh, it feels so good, ahhhhh, …… move your fingers, make me feel better ……)

There was a loud noise in the train that shook Kosuke.

Kosuke took several deep breaths, and then, without turning his head, he just glanced around at the passengers out of the corner of his eye.

Then, his eyes caught Makoto’s face, forgetting that he was not the only one who let out a small moan, even Makoto’s eyes were wide open and lowered her head, her face panicked crouched between the gap between the passengers, and then she pretended to be indifferent, so that no one would find out, pulling her skirt down and picking up the briefcase on the floor.

“…… I’m sorry,” she said in a voice as weak as a tiny mosquito in a scarlet blush, not knowing who she was talking to, and the only person who knew the reason why her face was covered in red flashes was Kosuke.

It was then that the car’s announcement came on, announcing the arrival of the train.

(4) Interview test

Sitting in her chair, Masumi straightened her back and lifted her chin, her face tense.

However, the one who was even more nervous than Masumi, with a pale expression and uneasy eyes, was Kosuke Yazaki in the six-pyong sized conference room.

In the meeting room, which usually had a big table and many chairs, the equipment for the interview was brought in, and the HR manager, the section chief, and Kosuke sat side by side.

The three of them had nothing more than long tables placed in front of them, and the entire space of the conference room suddenly became empty.

In the center of the house were placed steel chairs, and Masumi was sitting on top of that chair.

The whole room was filled with tension, only the sound of cold air echoing.

It was in Conference Room 1 of the Washtenaw Housing Corporation’s main office.

“Excuse me-” the clear voice rang out as the door was opened.

A female college student in a dark colored suit walked into the room, and she bowed deeply in a salute to the room.

Then, when she lifted her face up, Kosuke’s heart felt like it missed a beat.

What appeared was surprisingly the same Masumi whose skirt he had pulled up this morning and slid his sweaty fingertips into the crack of her ass.

I don’t know if it’s the nerves of the interview, but Masumi squirmed uncomfortably in her chair.

She looked like she hadn’t noticed Kosuke’s presence yet.

(Don’t you remember?) He lowered his head in distraction and pretended to look at his resume while peeking at Masumi out of the corner of his eye.

Common crimson suit, and laceless shallow-soled women’s shoes with a very low heel, the skirt from the knee bare knees tightly closed, wrapped by stockings to the whole calf very slim, placed on both knees transparent briefcase with company presentations and documents, cell phone.

(…… It’s Masumi who can’t be wrong. She didn’t notice me?) While Kosuke looks nervously at Masumi, who is barely smiling, her eyes are looking right at the personnel manager, not Kosuke.

Unlike the puzzled and timid expression when she was being groped by a pornographer, you could feel that her eyes were very strong.

It was difficult for female college graduates to find a job during the employment ice age of the Heisei era, and Hwasan Housing, which is not a top-tier large company, recruited more than 300 applicants for the job.

With a low threshold of less than five people selected, Masumi had the same gleam in her eye as everyone else.

Masumi’s round and large eyes were directed towards the personnel manager, then the next door’s section chief, and next sight was on Kosuke.

Maybe he’s just too neurotic.

The moment she saw Kosuke, her originally white cheeks suddenly turned red.

“Please tell me the reason why you want to come to our company.” As soon as Masumi heard the personnel manager speak in a formulaic manner, she immediately shifted her eyes back to the personnel manager again.

Masumi said slowly wriggling her soft lips on her tense expression.

(…… Didn’t she notice that I was the morning’s pornographer?) Kosuke asked himself with his head slightly lowered, Masumi should have seen my face before the trolley arrived at Sully, and my hairstyle and clothing hadn’t changed.

She shouldn’t have forgotten ……

No, it’s hard not to imagine that she can’t imagine that pornographers shouldn’t be here …….

It’s probably because I’m so nervous that I’ve forgotten about my morning obsession.

Kosuke looked at the resume on the table.

(Huh?) His eyes fell on the graduating college.

She graduated from the English department of a women’s university in Shikoku, which is hundreds of kilometers away from Tokyo and is also the top of the local metropolis, and she had to have an interview here for a week or so, I think.

Most of those who would come to enlist were university students from Kanto, and almost none came from local universities.

(…… That’s why it feels so peculiar.) Kosuke figured it out alone and quietly.

If you’re a college girl in Kanto, it’s popular to dye your hair and wear earrings. But Masumi’s hair was black and she didn’t wear earrings.

It may also be a bias, but rural local cities like Shikoku don’t dress up as much as girls in Tokyo.

Masumi doesn’t feel Tokyo at all, does she?

(Hm?) Kosuke looks down at his resume and watches Masumi out of the corner of his eye.

Then, he closed his eyes.

“Next is the era of individuality, what your company does is importing furniture and homes will be more developed ……”

Though the speech was hushed, the clear voice resounded from all corners of the house, as if it were the voice of an anchorwoman showing the news while watching television.

And, it’s the kind of elegance that makes you light up.

(…… is not right, maybe it’s a mistake?)

Kosuke suddenly thought as he closed his eyes and listened to Masumi’s voice.

Last night, when I was listening to the phone, there was a hoarse voice, and although I can’t be sure with less than five minutes of memory, the Masumi who spoke to me, and the Masumi who was being scratched by a sex maniac, were not the same person.

“What sector of imported homes and imported furniture are you hoping to distribute to?”

“Yes. If possible, I would like to work in a department related to imported furniture.” Masumi answered without hesitation.

Perhaps the tension was dissolved because of the conversation, the expression became much brighter, and there was already a slight blush on the pale face.

He peeked at her scarlet cheeks, revived by the way she had looked in the trolley this morning.

Stroking from the back of her neck to her oozing buttocks, sweat the size of beads dripped along the indentation of her collarbone.

Masumi’s knees sitting on the steel chair were tightly closed, from the stockings she was wearing, the glistening knees, the soft thighs in there, and then the soft flesh that swelled up, all hidden in them, that soft sensation.

Kosuke’s lustful fingers were completely memorized.

This morning, the lower half of his body, which was still hot with desire, had not yet been satisfied, and that slight heat was fanning the flames of Kosuke’s desire even more.

He himself had forgotten the reality that he was now in a conference room interview.

Over the next week, more than two hundred female college students had to be interviewed, all of them in dark suits and freshly coiffed hair, and one was almost made to look like an insider.

However, the reality of female college students as they know it is different.

Female college students are realistic in terms of flight attendants and healthy girls.

However, the college girl who came for the interview didn’t have that kind of demeanor.

Kosuke knows full well that Masumi isn’t some innocent college girl, but a woman with a pornographer’s request.

Kosuke held out the fingers of his right hand over his nose.

This morning, the smell of sweat from touching stockings, the smell of sweat from reaching into the crack of her buttocks, the aroma of Masumi’s femininity remained on her fingertips, and the fingertips of the demented man knew of Masumi’s inappropriate behavior.

People with a penchant for being groped by sex maniacs, women who desperately try to suppress their moans of pleasure and wiggle their hips in crowded trams.

His palms were pressed firmly on the small knees, and now he was sitting in a steel chair, with an elegant and quiet look, if his legs were straightened out, he would become a real Masumi. If his legs were straightened out, he would become a real Masumi.

With that thought, Kosuke’s lower half under the long table heated up.

When Manami said that imported furniture was her dream, her lips moistened as if they were flying, and the whole thing looked small and red, with a plump and full lower lip, and Manami’s airy expression was full of womanly charm.

The red lips that were moist with saliva also aroused Kosuke’s paranoia.

Masumi’s untouchable female pussy is blocked by firm stockings and panties.

Kosuke’s delusions couldn’t help but slowly accelerate, and he had an urge to want it now, to cross the table he and Masumi Misaka had asked for.

He kept desperately trying to suppress his desire to embrace her in his arms, he wanted to tie Masumi’s hands behind her back on the chair, and then, twist her front closed knees apart, pull up her tight skirt, let her feet in the shape of an M on the chair, pull down her panties and stockings, use two phalanxes to peel Masumi’s pussy open, and poke hard into the inside with his own burning meat stick.

He wanted to bring out the true face of Masumi underneath the dark suit.

“Yazaki, your problem?”

The voice of the class president brought Kosuke back to reality.

“No, nothing in particular to ask” he looked up at Masumi, who was looking right back at him.

As soon as the two of them made eye contact, Masumi nodded her head with a little bit of showmanship and flirtation.

Then, that next moment, her tightly closed lips opened slightly, holding her breath without even making a sound.

It was as if the scarlet cheeks of the tropical flowers had lost their blood all at once.

Masumi panicked and averted her eyes to look forward again, and Kosuke hurried to escape her gaze.

Masumi began to tense up again, gripping the briefcase clips that rested on both knees hard.

Then, he stopped looking at Kosuke.

OCR is fast, but there’s very little time available ………

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Chapter 2: Targeting new women’s college students

（1）

More than a few times he looked at his watch, nine o’clock at night.

Last night, the time Masumi Kinoshita called.

It’s been over an hour since I came into the chat room of this phone dating store.

Six of those calls gave in, but it was the sound of a female high school student croaking.

Either that or they’re stupid housewives, or women in their thirties who are aiding and abetting.

But there was just no call from Masumi that he was waiting for.

He was anxious as he puffed on his cigarette in the small chamber.

The feeling in my heart is getting worse and worse.

As a result, Masumi won’t call tonight either, right?

Even if she’d called, she’d have been picked up by another customer, right?

More than anticipation, he had uneasiness.

Kosuke stood up from his chair as he saw so many lighted phones side by side on his desk.

The left hand held the telephone receiver and the fingers of the right hand bet on the torch holder.

Waiting for the phone to ring before answering it would be too slow and be picked up by another guest.

He bets his finger on the earpiece holder and removes it the instant the light turns red, a basic technique in telephone dating, and there is no guarantee of getting a call with this method.

At that moment, the light sign was on, and he hastily removed his finger.

“Hello?” He tried to vocalize a question, but only the signal tone rang empty.

The next light sign came on again, and he let go of his fingertips in a rush.

“Oi oi? Hello?”

There was a good while of silence.

“Yazaki?” A resultant, hoarse voice asked.

“Masumi?” He tried to ask.

“Ah… great. I called several times, and it was answered by different men, and I was thinking that you might not be in, and it felt like it took forever to get through.”

“Ah──I’ve been waiting for a long time too, since I became a pornographer’s invitation, I’ve been a bit half-hearted, so I guess today’s phone appointment is gone too, causing me to worry, so I’ll tell you my cell phone number.”

“Yeah, well, it’s easier for me too.”

A sense of unease swelled in Kosuke as he told her the phone number.

Because the voice I heard through the telephone receiver was different from the voice I heard from Masumi during the interview the other day, the voice I heard in my ears now was huskier.

Although it was said that the voice heard through the phone’s circuit would be different, but nevertheless, it felt as if it wasn’t the same person.

“But, I’m surprised yeah, it’s hard to believe that you were at the same place I interviewed last time ……”

Kosuke exhaled slowly as he heard what Masumi said.

Unable to judge, he sat down and leaned back in his chair again.

I should be wrong, this voice is not Masumi’s fault.

“I’ll be honest, it’s kind of an inside job, the HR manager is very happy with it, but we can’t be sure yet because there are only five people accepted.”

“It’s good to be able to accept, there are also people who still have to keep looking.” It’s a completely different statement from that Masumi who was on top of the interview.

“By the way, should we meet?” Kosuke asked.

“I can’t, I want you to be a pornographer, I won’t feel it in bed.”

“Hey, that’s cruel. It’s like slaughtering a snake. I’ll get horny if I keep this up. Plus, if you want me to be a sex maniac, you don’t have to wear panties and stockings, so you can’t touch me! It’s not dangerous anyway, and it’s easier to touch without panties.”

“Uh-huh, what about it?”

Masumi refused to answer and then──.

“Because I’m very capricious, I get up every morning depending on my mood. And sometimes it’s just in leggings, and sometimes not even underwear, so I don’t know until tomorrow.”

“Hehehe, it’s Masumi who wants me to be a pornographer, can’t even help that. Plus, it’s harder to touch if your knees are closed tight right?”

“…… But,” she conveyed her confusion.

“Anyway, please! Tomorrow is the same time as today. I’ll be wearing a suit for the interview tomorrow too.”

The phone suddenly hung up.

“Hey, hey, Masumi!” No matter how much Kosuke asked, only a signal tone was heard on the other end of the receiver.

(2) Wonderful Stairs

Yazaki lifted his face as he walked up the stairs and watched the delicious two ass cheeks jiggle, and could see Masumi’s skirt-covered ass cheeks by the tenth step, and her friend’s elongated material tight skirt-covered ass cheeks, and the inner ass cheeks trembled with them every time her feet lifted up to walk up a step.

Masumi was wearing about three centimeters of black high heels, just like yesterday.

A look from behind, the thin heel–from the Achilles’ key to the whole foot, no matter how high or low the heel was, you could see her slender legs.

Because of her long calves, coupled with her pretty face and beautiful body, she always attracts a lot of passersby every time.

Masumi has a long, flowing head of hair, with shampoo-scented, beautiful green silk, which is usually draped naturally behind her back and reaches her delicate, slender waistline.

Fine white face layered with light makeup, about one-sixty-five centimeters tall.

Slim legs with a pair of tiny heels.

There was also a pair of well-proportioned legs peeking out from underneath the tight one-piece skirt.

Through the thin stockings, one can’t help but want to knead it with one’s hands.

Even sucking with my mouth…..

Kosuke’s eyes stared fiercely at the ripe buttocks while he had the urge to squat down and look, if he were thirty centimeters shorter like a child, he would have been able to get a full view of the panties in the crack behind him.

Whenever she moved her feet, the hem of her skirt clung to her thighs.

“Ah ……”

The sight of the duo was filled with surprise, and Masumi’s mood was all of a sudden sunk to the bottom, the bottom of her body was being viewed on this ladder, which made one wonder why on earth this man was so bold.

The man was really staring straight at the bottom of Masumi’s skirt.

Always, people look at the eyes of true beauty with praise.

But the eyes of the man in front of him were full of ridicule and lewdness.

(Ah, don’t look at it anymore …… don’t ………… ah ……) Masumi kept screaming in her heart!

Nonetheless, all she could do now was to keep her head down and try to hide her features with her long hair, her body was covered in sweat and even her lower body was getting progressively hotter.

She gasped as she walked up another flight of stairs, the sounds of people coming and going were endless, and everyone seemed to be watching Masumi with curiosity.

Masumi was almost suffocating.

However, a wave of sweet weirdness came from deep within his heart.

Exhibitionism – I have heard of such fetishes, especially among certain men, who like to expose their bodies to young girls.

Kosuke furrowed his brow, the fire of pleasure was burning….

She was on the verge of a mental breakdown, unable to realize where she was, but most shamefully, her lusty spot in her panties had begun to moisten.

(…… No panties? It’s hard to believe she would be that bold. No, if it’s someone who is begging for a pornographer, it can’t be said that it would be outrageous to this extent…. Anyway, I still want to find a way to touch it.) Kosuke suppressed his excitement while chasing after the two women.

(3) Hazardous areas

Difficulty breathing, dry throat, heart pulsing incessantly.

On the overflowing platform, Kosuke Yazaki stands behind Masumi Kinoshita, sandwiched between two passengers.

After Masumi said goodbye to the woman in the tight skirt at the subway’s ticket cutout, she didn’t look around for the figure of Kosuke, who was a pornographer, and stood on the platform with a straight-backed look.

(Shouldn’t be as full of anticipation as I am, right? ……) As yesterday, she clipped the briefcase clip to her left armpit in a dignified manner, and there was a sense of freshness in the woman of about twenty.

This girl’s heart has a longing to be groped by a pornographer, and you can’t tell from the outside, can you?

However, Masumi must be looking forward to this operation as well, and she must be feeling the same dryness as Kosuke.

The train is starting to slide in.

The departure bell begins to ring before all the passengers are on board, and hordes of commuters crowd into the confines of the train.

Kosuke trailed behind Masumi past the passengers in front of him, pretending to be pushed by the passengers behind him as he closed in on Masumi.

Masumi, who had only just arrived in Tokyo from Shikoku to get used to Tokyo’s spiky moments, troubled the ground as she advanced toward the triangular area of the opposite door, gripping the handrail of the white iron with her right hand.

(…… She’s luring me in. If it’s a girl from Tokyo, she wouldn’t stand in a place like this at the tip of the hour, it would tend to attract pornographers over instead.) Kosuke’s face smiled.

The next door to the car door is also known as the golden angle for hitchhiking and is the optimal place for pornographers.

The seat blocked out the entire view from the other side, and you didn’t have to watch out for the view from behind if you were in close proximity to the woman’s back.

In a train that is over 200% full, it’s hard to pay attention to other passengers when you have to endure the rocking of the train and secure a foothold.

As soon as the train starts moving, Kosuke doesn’t hesitate to seize the position behind Masumi.

He pushed up his hips and pressed firmly into the valley slit of his skirt-covered, ripe ass.

His rod was already erect.

The feeling of having a full view of her ass flesh on the stairs was triggered, and her semi-erect rod was pressed against Masumi’s back.

Just smelling the aroma of a woman was enough to make him engorged, and in order to stop the scratching on his rod, he kept rubbing it against Masumi’s buttocks.

Masumi’s shoulders shook as she looked back with an unhappy face.

Then Kosuke immediately said with a look of keeping you waiting.

“Good morning, Masumi.”

At this point Masumi’s lips trembled as if in spasm.

She hastily dropped her eyes and turned her head back toward the window.

The already bulging rod of fury on the crotch of his pants pressed even further into the crack of his ass.

Kosuke quietly and slowly rocked his back up and down.

The softness of a ripe ass was conveyed from the rod.

When he dropped his arms down and pressed his palms against her waistline, Masumi’s body couldn’t help but tremble and stiffen.

Kosuke pulled the skirt of the suit up and ran his fingertips along the curve of her body at her waist to the side of her hips, slipping even further down to caress her thighs, savoring with his fingers the perfect curves created by the gods.

Underneath the rustling texture of the suit, female body heat could be felt, and the sinews of the thighs were as stiff from tension as they had been yesterday.

The fingertips of both hands easily found the hem of the short skirt five centimeters above her knees, and the fingers of her thumb and middle finger grasped the hem of the skirt and, slowly, tugged it up.

The tip of his free index finger stroked the side of his thigh even more, the hot body heat conveying over his skin.

(…… What a dishonest guy. I didn’t veg out a pair of feet as promised. By the way, stockings are useless, let’s have fun together.) The muscles of my thighs are sucking on my fingertips, and I can feel the moisture.

It’s as smooth as if you didn’t feel the presence of the pores.

His face didn’t move, only rolled his eyes to observe the passengers around him.

The passengers all had a look of displeasure on their faces from the stifling heat of the car, and simply let their bodies be rocked by the train car, none of them noticing that their fingers were stroking their thighs in the skirt of the twenty year old college girl.

When he pulled up the skirt about ten centimeters or so, there were already several layers of wrinkles along the skirt.

And the synthetic resin on the inside of the skirt stimulated the sensations of the thumb and middle finger even more.

The index finger that stroked the inside of the thigh slid under the skin to feel the bone more, a bulge in the pelvis.

(Hm?) Kosuke’s fingers stopped for a split second.

It’s amazing that you can’t feel your panties when your skirt is tugged up to such a height.

Yesterday’s ass flesh that was completely wrapped in panties, if that was the case, then the first thing the finger tips should have touched was the panties.

(…… Didn’t wear panties oh. Did as he was told didn’t he, Masumi, such an innocent expression ……) His fingers savored the skin of his thighs.

Kosuke lifted his face to look at Masumi’s face reflected on the window glass, the subway’s glass windows transformed into mirrors so that even if Masumi’s head was lowered, she could still peek at her expression from behind.

Like yesterday, she just kept her head down.

Long black hair was tied up in a ponytail at the back of her head with a bang on her forehead.

The eyes weren’t closed, and the gaze was visible flickering in the grayed-out mirror.

Kosuke removed his two fingers from his pulled up skirt while reaching his hands into the sub.

From the palms of his hands was not only a smell of sweat, it felt as if the young skin was breathing, and the aroma of fat and powder coming from the palms of his hands stimulated Kosuke’s sense of smell even further.

He squinted his eyes and took a deep breath.

Like wandering through a natural healing.

Masumi’s shoulders rose and fell as she breathed.

Then, her scent …….

(Ahhhh, the flavor is so fragrant, it warms the heart ……) Kosuke exhaled greatly, taking in the entirety of the breath that she gulped into his lungs.

(The breath of truth and beauty enters me ……)

The carbon dioxide she exhaled went straight to her guts.

Kosuke was overjoyed at such a feeling.

(My lungs have become filled with this fragrance ……, mmmmmmmmmmmmm. I feel like I’m flying on clouds ……)

Kosuke closed his eyes． Taking in the breath exhaled by the woman in front of him, he painfully inhaled it into his lungs.

Just that alone was a blissful feeling to be surrounded by.

It’s like lying on a boundless meadow, looking at the sky with that kind of leisurely mood.

Kosuke slipped his hand in and ran his palm over his ass.

Just start bending your fingers while slowly spreading them out.

Finally, the hands spread out like leaves and fit over the entirety of the rounded ass.

It was like a spider catching its prey slowly approaching.

His fingertips slipped in between the crack of his buttocks.

(Oh! I can’t believe I have such a hobby ……) Kosuke’s index finger directly touched the hard object.

Until the fingers, which had stopped moving a moment ago, began to move stupidly again.

One of his fingers alone flicked against the flesh of his buttocks, and the remaining four continued to slide in between the cracks of his buttocks.

What exactly was that hard item, he was not expecting at all.

Kosuke touched his index and middle fingers to that band.

(It’s a thong, right? …… As a rule you don’t get panty lines on a dress.) Gooey!

Then, Masumi escaped by twisting her hips as if she was running away from his fingers on her thong.

Taking advantage of this movement, the fingers that were stroking the band reached down even further.

(It’s okay if you don’t have to be in such a hurry, I’ll touch it.) The tip of my middle finger pulled the strap upwards.

Masumi’s body leaned forward against the door.

Kosuke also used the rocking of the train to lie down on Masumi’s back.

“Nice colorful panties aren’t they, Masumi.” Then, he whispered close to the crimson colored ear.

(4) Tear’s company visit

Masumi Kinoshita struggled to keep her voice down.

But, she didn’t make a sound, she just desperately held back the urge to hiss loudly in her throat and gasped for breath.

Even if she kept screaming in her mind, the passengers around her didn’t know.

Pinned down by a pornographer while riding a train.

Understand that that hard flesh of the male is clearly sticking out of the skirt.

Approaching from the crack of his buttocks conveyed the heat of the meat like a fiery iron rod.

If only I could have shaken my body and escaped then.

She tried to escape, but there was no way out, and it was hard to even turn her body.

That’s how scary Tokyo’s cusp moment was.

In her high school days, the morning commute moments at her high school in Shikoku were also crowded, and although she said she hadn’t had several encounters with pornographers, there was still room to turn her body.

However, she couldn’t have imagined Tokyo’s peak hours being so scary.

Also, there are encounters with pornographers …….

It’s hard to believe that there are pornographers at interviews. ……

(Please …… stop it!!!)

You could feel the heat of the man between the crack of his buttocks.

She kept trying to scream in her mind.

However, the sex maniac not only didn’t stop, but also held her waist from behind, as if holding and stroking the soft back of a cat, sliding her fingers along the curve of her body from her waistbone to her ass, and slowly pulling up the hem of her skirt with her fingers.

“You have to be careful oh. Tokyo’s pornographers are very scary, it’s a different metropolis from Shikoku,……, and if you refuse in a way that’s not smart, you’ll get a grudge. Pornographers in Tokyo may have pocket knives hidden in their pockets, which is really scary. Tokyo ……” said Rie Yamazaki, who came to the house to send food during the inaugural campaign.

(…… Like there really is a hidden pocket knife?) She couldn’t make a sound in fear at the thought.

Even if she wanted to ask for help from the corner of her eye to the passengers around her, she absolutely could not, and she often heard people say that the people in the big city are thin …….

They also usually act like they don’t see it when they ask for help from a tired, half-exhausted commuter.

(Yelp!) A shiver ran through her entire body as her fingers brushed against the outside of her thighs.

(Made sure …… it was the same as yesterday. The curve of the panties is traced by the fingers of a pornographer ……)

Although she moved her hips slightly to escape, her body was pressed so tightly that she couldn’t move as she bet on the door panel.

(Ah… Why are you wearing such panties at this time? ……) For a moment, she started to hate Irihime.

Why didn’t she refuse the red thong that Rie handed her?

It wouldn’t have been like this if she had been wearing a different pair of panties …… But, it was given to her by Rie kindly, she can’t be blamed for it, not if she hadn’t known each other since high school days …… Can’t hate her, Masumi admonished herself.

Last night, when I returned to Irihime’s apartment to take off her panties, Irihime helped wash them, and although it was a little embarrassing to have her wash her soiled panties, it was still helpful.

Because she was busy applying for a new job, she kind of loosened up a bit.

As a result, the stock of panties has bottomed out.

However, the underwear that was worn is still in the wash, so I won’t have any underwear to wear today.

At that time, Irihime took out the panties she wore today from the closet, the latest thong this year.

She thanked her as she blushed and spread her panties.

The part that would cover the pubic hair was about smaller than the palm of one’s hand and about less than the dangerous edge of three fingers wide, and then the red straps went right up to the waist bone, with the straps on the back caught in the crack of the femur.

Don’t you have another one? She felt a little embarrassed to tell Rie, but she said that this was the only one left of her new panties as well.

Then, she said that it was normal to wear such panties in Tokyo, and she also gave her the advice that you couldn’t see the line of the panties from the skirt, which is why she had no choice but to wear such panties.

When she was in Shikoku, she had never worn such bold panties, she had seen them a year ago when she went to a lingerie store for her boyfriend who broke up with her, but she couldn’t buy them because she was too embarrassed to do so.

(Don’t!) She screamed in her mind.

It turned out to be the palm of a pornographer’s hand wrapped around his butt flesh, and it was disgusting to have sweaty hands that looked like four-legged lizards plastered all over his body.

The fingertips slowly scratched at the soft flesh of the buttocks, going from a somewhat scrupulous stroke at first to a wildly indulgent one.

Porno’s fingers pulled the strap up hard, and halfway through the tug, the bottom of the panties pulled right down into the girl’s pussy.

“What horny panties, Masumi.” He suddenly whispered next to her ear, and her heart beat wildly.

Yesterday was also called his name by a pornographer.

For a moment, she couldn’t believe her ears.

Right in the middle of the confusion, she was touched there through her stockings.

“Why do you know my name?” Yesterday, she was sexually harassed without even having the leisure to ponder such queries.

After that, she had another interview at the place where the pornographer was.

As a result, she was really tired.

Then, she thought it was her overthinking that was causing the illusion in her ears.

No matter how you think about it, there’s no way a pornographer could know his name for sure.

Although it is said that there is a photo of the certificate affixed to the resume, there is no way to know that it is her just by looking at the photo.

Anyway, she’d better get over being harassed by a sex maniac.

But, today he called her name again.

(Why? Why? Why? Why does this pornographer know my name?) When she thought that, the voice she wanted to yell got stuck in her throat again.

She tried to peek at the face of the pornographer, but, she didn’t remember at all that it was the head of the Human Resources Department, Team Leader Yazaki, whom she had first met yesterday at the place where she had her interview.

Plus, what bothered her was that it was hard for her to feel dislike for pornographers just by being called by name.

Again, it was not someone who was very familiar, yet not someone who was completely unknown …… It just felt so, and what she could resist was weak.

No …… she lied to herself, the reason why she was defenseless was because she was called by name.

She could feel the man’s exhale as he whispered in her ear, that obsessive caress awakening again in the lovers who had broken up a year ago.

Although they have only been dating for three months, they have already taken their virginity.

She remembered the caresses of the lover who had developed her into a mature woman.

The intertwining of his wet lips and tongue, his invading tongue and her own timid tongue made her body involuntarily hot.

That tongue licked on her forehead and kissed further down to her neck and ears.

At that time, lovers exhaled and massaged their ears.

All she could remember was the goosebumps of arousal that ran up and down her entire body.

Her ears were her own erogenous zone, and her whole body went limp as soon as she whispered over that point.

Coupled with the, erotomaniac’s fingertips sliding down between her butt valleys, she could feel the female pussy area slowly getting hotter.

I’m not a slut like Iri-chan, but I’m already a 20 year old mature woman, so it’s only natural that my body would become hot if I’m being fingered by a slutty finger.

（”But, it bothers me. It bothers me that I can feel this way in my sex-crazed fingers. You have to run away, or you won’t be able to …… Masumi, pull yourself together. Why did you come to Tokyo? You have a job interview coming up… Run away from the pornographer’s hands!) Makoto told herself that.

So she made up her mind to try to resist looking hard and rocking her hips.

(Ah!)

It was different than expected, just as she shook her hips.

Pornographer’s finger slid right down by her valley reaching even further inside.

(5) The Devil’s Finger of Madness

The panties were gradually removed by the erotomaniac, and all at once they fell to his feet.

As soon as the secret part was touched, it was as if the body was tied up with ropes.

In that case, Masumi couldn’t escape from her opponent’s hands at all.

The sex maniac’s hands stroked back and forth across the breasts.

“Ahhhh ……”

Shame turned to pleasure all at once.

Her short skirt had been pulled up to her waist, exposing her wintry white ass.

The average pornographer just gropes and leaves quietly.

But this man opened his mouth and spoke to her?

One wonders what terrible intentions he will have.

A feeling of uneasiness was clustered all over her body.

If she could escape now she would, right?

But Masumi didn’t do that.

Pornographer’s hands started stroking around her waistline.

At first the pornographer put his hand up her skirt and touched her thigh.

“Ah ……” she couldn’t help but let out a moan.

However, Masumi desperately clenched her ass, not allowing her fingers to intrude so easily.

Then, the pornographer grabbed the breasts from her back and quickly slipped his hands into the white shirt and kneaded her nipples.

“Ah …… ah ah ah ……”

Masumi’s nipples are her erogenous zones and there is a lot of sensuality there.

And, the pornographer’s finger reached into the butt crack and proceeded to move down.

Pornographer’s fingers bet on the daisy as her ass wiggled.

However, her reaction was less than what the pornographer expected.

Thus, the pornographer quickly changed direction.

Then both hands reached up her skirt and began to pull down her panties.

At that moment, the glass of the car door reflected the face of the pornographer, Masumi had a horrible premonition, she dared not turn around to look at it, it is hard to believe that this pornographer is a friend of those guys?

She felt her lips dry up and froze in place without daring to move a step.

First the porno maniac rubbed both of her breasts in her blouse, then the porno maniac’s other hand fingered her around her secret area.

“It doesn’t matter if you see your face, you can’t do anything about it. You’re not going to tell anyone anyway, are you?” The pornographer whispered in her ear.

He means Masumi is afraid to say it to anyone else.

Pornographer’s fingers tickled her panties, and she felt her ears redden as they were slowly pulled down.

The pornographer pulls the whole skirt up, but of course the passengers can’t see it because they’re blocked by the pornographer’s body.

Her panties had only been pulled down in the back with the front still covering her pubic hair.

Slowly removing her panties, her light pubic hair was exposed.

The pornographer took her entire panties off.

Masumi couldn’t help but gulp as the kinky crack appeared before her eyes.

“Eee!” Masumi couldn’t help but lower her voice and moan.

The pornographer was beginning to play with her secret part.

She breathed in sharply as his hand moved between her twins.

His hand moved to her thigh, the inside of her knee.

At first the pornographer’s fingers were not in the secret fissure, and the moisture could be felt in his fingertips.

“Ah!” Even Masumi couldn’t help but let out a moan when she was suddenly touched by the erotomaniac’s fingers on her labia minora.

As much as she tried to keep her thighs closed, the pornographer’s knee came in, leaving her foot with no way to keep it closed.

“Don’t move. Do you want me to leave right away? You’ll be seen if you look like that.” The man whispered in her ear.

The situation was more serious than she had imagined, and she could only swallow her words.

Masumi’s flesh reacted greatly.

The finger slowly poked and prodded at the fiery flesh, resisting nothing, and the whole thing was sucked in wetly.

That interior was already starting to get wet and hot.

The fact that love juice would gush out didn’t necessarily mean that a woman was feeling it, but it did show that Masumi’s body was really responding.

Once she saw Masumi like this. The sadistic nature of a sex maniac is ignited.

Masumi’s face flushed red as she endured.

The pornographer pushed his fingers even deeper into the secret cleft.

Masumi’s entire body twisted so hard.

Every time he moved his fingers. Sensitive places were felt at the same time.

Masumi’s body arched.

“Haaah …… mmmmmmmm ……” she moaned as she couldn’t stand it, the humidity of her pussy increasing more and more, this only comes out when the woman herself is aroused.

A woman who doesn’t feel anything after being caressed like that can be said to be cold.

Above the obscene crack, the tiny clitoris was already red and large.

The finger play back and forth on the sensitive bud of her erection had an unbearable pain, and she tried desperately to hold back the tremor in her voice, yet the erotomaniac ran his hands up and down her buttocks, and also used both hands to peel her plump buttocks to the left and right, gently caressing Masumi’s flaming red buttocks, and even running his hands down her lustful cleft and asshole.

Masumi’s body was covered with a red flush and her thighs were trembling, this was definitely not a reaction of shyness.

The pornographer learned that this woman had feelings, the feeling of being abused in a crowded streetcar.

He thought about how that feeling of abuse made her feel even more wrong.

In fact, Masumi’s head went blank.

Being caressed in that most sensitive of places had caused her entire nerve to be taut and taut.

It caused her chest to feel tightly compressed and she couldn’t help but take a deep breath, her face shining with pleasure.

Every time his hand moved, her body arched in a state of near extinction.

Then, while letting out a haaah moan, her face reddened like the setting sun, a red flush covering her face to her neck.

Large eyes are slightly open and the result of increased eye muscle tension becomes strabismus.

Drool spilled from slightly parted lips.

Then, the tiny frown became particularly short even in breath from the excitement.

Her breasts rose and fell in a sharp rhythm.

Masumi’s entire body arched and gasped, her thighs vibrating as her body reacted and enjoyed the pleasure.

With a gush of pleasure, the secret opening pulsed and a tingling thrill coursed through her entire body.

After a full body spasm, Masumi climaxed.

“Let it out, I’ll see, you think it’s over? You know what you look like now, don’t you?”

Masumi’s dress was opened, her breasts exposed beyond her bra, plus her skirt was rolled up and her panties were removed to her knees, leaving her lower half bare, revealing her pale ass.

“It can’t end with you getting off, it’s time for you to get me off, okay?”

“Ahhhh!” Although Masumi let out a moan, the erotomaniac still held her back.

“Mmmmmm …… fantastic!” Pornomaniac let out a moan of pleasure.

Masumi’s breasts sway in time with her face and waist as the pornographer reaches out from behind to knead at the seductive breasts.

At that moment the announcement in the car telegraphed that the next station would be arriving soon.

Right in the middle of the slow deceleration, the tram suddenly hit the brakes.

The harsh sound of the brakes, combined with the shock of a sharp stop.

“Almost reaching your climax, Masumi, it’s time to move on to the next station!”

The pornographer began by notching his fingers into the secret cleft and rubbing them over the buds and secret lips.

“Hee-eee!” Masumi, whose sensitive spot was being ravaged, shivered all over her body at just one touch.

“Then …… I’ll stick mine right in!” Erotic Maniac’s rod pushed up against Masumi’s secret door.

“Ha-woo! Hee ee ee ee!” The erotomaniac’s rod plunged in all at once, and Masumi desperately tried to hold back her voice as she gasped.

The swollen rod pressed against Masumi’s fleshy walls one at a time.

“ohh.ohh., just put it in and that’s it, what happens if I speed you up, ohh.?”

The pornographer watched her heightened reaction and stretched her back in satisfaction.

“Hee, uh, ah uh ……” Masumi gasped and moaned as the sensual stimulation of the slow penetration of the meat stick washed over her.

The long rod pushed right up to the mouth of the uterus and pressed against the soft walls, Masumi couldn’t stand it and wiggled her ass violently and kept shaking her head.

A jolt of electricity went through her back and she couldn’t care less about her image as she wiggled her hips.

Every time she pumped, she toppled & rotated, a second and third stimulus attack flipping Masumi.

“Ha-woo! Hee ee ee, gooha!”

The man’s waist moved faster and faster, and Masumi gasped at such behavior.

“Ha, ha-woo!” A tingling sensation of pleasure coursed through his entire body.

With the lubrication of the nectar, the whole rod plunged to the bottom.

Masumi’s cheeks flushed with pleasure as she panted.

The vaginal walls contracted tightly, sucking in the rod.

Kosuke’s back shook faster and faster.

Masumi’s lewd crack made a yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk with each poke.

His hands moved to his breasts and kept rubbing them lengthwise.

He caressed the nipples in the most desultory way.

The brain had an electric thrill where the bud of flesh was pushed against the rod.

“Ah. Ah. Ah ……”

A white, cloudy liquid flowed out of the narrow construct, running throughout the lower body, which in turn moistened the entire inner thighs in a light that stimulated the vision of the two men.

“What is this wet thing? You are such a horny woman.” Kosuke’s fingers pinched at Masumi’s erect and hardening nipples.

“Hee-ee!” Masumi’s body arched up.

She shook violently every time Kosuke pumped, as if it were a scene like a patient with an electrified cardiac arrest.

“Awwww. Uh-huh ah……”

Kosuke pushed his back harder, he was afraid his voice had gotten louder.

However, Masumi was no longer able to control her ego, her voice began to tremble, and that lustful look aroused him even more.

He ran his hand down the kinky crack and asshole.

The meat stick chirped and chirped into the lustful flesh.

The whole secret cleft was like a woman’s red lips, sucking the glans tightly in and out.

He crashed his flesh so hard that her consciousness began to blur.

At that moment, the paralyzing pleasure was suddenly interrupted, but Masumi couldn’t look back.

“Tut-tut!” A sound was heard, and Kosuke’s heart skipped a beat.

There was a woman standing diagonally in front of Kosuke.

And the woman’s sharp gaze shot toward Masumi’s back.

Kosuke hastily averted his face.

That was because the woman with the dyed blonde hair was sneering coldly and sarcastically.

I don’t have the Japanese version, so I don’t know if the Japanese version also breaks sentences so short like that. But a long time ago, some old man said that a paragraph shouldn’t be more than four lines (or three lines) …… but I just like a paragraph with a lot of lines~~XD

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Chapter 3: Inside the Enterprise as a Den of Demonic Confusion

(1) The Enigmatic Woman

“Is Masumi Kinoshita home, please? This is the Human Resources Department of Hwasan Housing, my name is Yazaki.”

Kosuke Yazaki was also now forcing his throat to act like he wanted to cough it up.

He informed to the other end of the line.

“……”

The other man hesitated for a moment.

“Masumi isn’t back yet.”

She finished quickly.

Kosuke couldn’t speak in that moment either, and it lasted for several seconds of silence.

(…… This voice? This hoarse voice is? (……)

Kosuke asked as he listened carefully.

“Do you know when she’ll be back, please?”

“I don’t know.”

The woman on the other side of the phone answered in a whisper.

(…… assholes, too short of an answer!)

“Excuse me, is the family home?”

Kosuke inquired once more.

“No, I’m a friend of Masumi’s, she only stays at my place when she’s interviewing.”

Kosuke heard the girl’s voice clearly.

(…… This raspy voice is difficult, plus this woman called herself for me, and not my people in the next me. This voice is indeed the voice of Masumi Makoto that I heard on the phone ah …… what in the world is going on?)

“Then, I’ll just connect with her later.”

After that, Kosuke put down the phone in the midst of the confusion.

At ten o’clock in the morning he was in the office of the Personnel Department of Washam Housing.

Kosuke began contacting the five staff members who had been selected for the program.

Because thanks to the good impression given during the interview.

Mayumi Masumi is also one of the names on the internal list.

“Yazaki have you made all the contacts?”

He heard the voice of the head of the class interrogating him.

“There are two people left to contact.”

“Contact within the day, there should be a cell phone number on the resume.”

Kosuke listened to the instructions as he dropped his eyes to the resume on the table.

It does have the phone number of the cell phone filled in.

He hesitated as he brought his hand to the microphone again.

Ballpoint pen in hand, use it to tap on the table as you think.

The person who made the erotomaniac request and seduced himself resembled the girl who had just spoken on the phone.

However, the one who made herself a pornographer is different from the photo of Masumi Kinoshita.

(What’s going on?)

“Ah!”

Kosuke gave a short shout that the phone dating might be the girl.

(The words of the girl with the short dyed blonde hair …… that girl is the woman talking on the phone ……)

Kosuke’s mind drifted to the smile of the short-haired woman who had accosted him at the subway.

(I might be wrong!)

Suddenly, his palms were all sweaty.

The fingers still have the mucus from playing with Masumi’s pussy and her juices.

The man who hadn’t even screamed or begged for help and was sweating buckets of sweat wasn’t asking to be a pornographer to him, he was just gritting his teeth hard and enduring the humiliation of his own fingers.

(I’ve really become a pornographer …… can’t do it without apologizing …… how did I become like this?) Kosuke picked up the receiver in a great hurry and started broadcasting Masumi’s action words.

(Wait, but if you want to play to escape from my fingers should be able to escape, but she has become so wet there …… It’s hard not to say that Makotoomi is its wish to be touched by a pornographic maniac, maybe, that short blonde hair woman is just helping Makotoomi to make a phone call …… Such a possibility exists.) Possibilities are also there.)

Such an evil mindset grows higher and higher.

His own palm stroked Masumi’s ripe ass.

Fingers pumping in a honey hole full of lustful juices was a fact.

(Could this be a proof of resistance or a proof of pleasure …… Which is it?) Kosuke listened to the beeping of the phone while looking at the claw marks left by his palms.

“Hello!”

He heard a clear voice.

“This is Warsan Housing, I’m Yazaki ……”

As soon as she heard what Kosuke told her, Masumi hesitated for a split second to answer.

“…… Yes, I’m Kinoshita.”

As a result, she answered a little uneasily.

“I’m here to inform you of your acceptance. ……”

“…… Yes.”

She sounded a little grim.

The caller was a pornographer, and it was up to that pornographer to inform about the admission.

The heart shouldn’t be happy about it.

No, say no to that she had a premonition of having to satisfy the erotomaniac again.

That said it wasn’t necessarily her voice that was dull and lifeless.

“If it’s convenient please report to our HR department tomorrow at 1pm.”

Kosuke informed mechanically.

“Please ask ……”

“Yes!”

Masumi looked like she had something she wanted to say.

Unlike the female college students she had contacted today, each of whom had returned a happy chorus of thanks, Masumi’s reaction was quite different.

No matter how long he waited, Masumi didn’t continue talking.

“So, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Kosuke hung up the phone.

Then, he sighed quietly.

When he heard Masumi’s clear voice, his mischief rose again.

(It doesn’t matter if I’m wrong, Masumi moisturized my finger. And, she didn’t resist. She just shook her shoulders like a cowardly lamb and endured the shame. I’ve become a wolf, I can’t be satisfied with just playing with my fingers, I want to stick my rod in her and rape her!)

A devilish smile appeared on Kosuke’s lips.

(2) Hormones

“No phone? Rie.”

Masumi Kinoshita returned to her residence around six-thirty in the evening.

She asked, placing the superstore bag she was carrying on the table.

“Yes, there is, Washam Housing.”

Irihime replied as she choked on her cigarette.

“…… is oh.”

Masumi replied with a disappointed look.

She walks through the narrow living room and opens the window to the small 1DK (SSE: that’s a sleeping room plus living room and kitchen suite) apartment.

Next to the entrance is a small freestanding toilet, and a yokohama kitchen and eight tatami-mat-large living room, and on top of those eight stacks of large ones are also beds and a table and TV for one person’s meals, barely a foothold.

Plus, the clothes that don’t fit in Irihime’s closet go everywhere.

This is a common thing in Tokyo if you live alone, 1DK.

Now because Masumi’s things were also placed here, the whole room was like a warehouse.

The trouble was that during the two weeks in Irihime’s apartment, Irihime smoked non-stop like a bong in the narrow apartment, and the sweat and secretions of the two women, which also smelled of cosmetics.

Even the quality of the stay has become so bad that it feels very uncomfortable.

However, she had no way to say anything more.

If you stay in a hotel for two weeks, you’ll lose all the money you saved in high school.

It was money she had been slowly saving up for her longing to live in Tokyo.

“Isn’t it nice to have a question accepted?”

Rie said as she put her cigarette out.

“…… uh-huh.”

“What’s wrong? Not much spirit, it’s hard to get accepted, isn’t it. So far, there are a few that haven’t been accepted for this reason.”

“Nine families, Huashan was the first to be admitted, but ……”

“But, but what. Do you realize how hard it is to find a job for a freelancer like you, now that you’ve found the one you want?”

“That’s true, but this company has a pornographer.”

Masumi still looked embarrassed.

It’s been two weeks since I came to Tokyo, though I was accepted for the first time.

But honestly she just couldn’t be happy about it.

“It’s not like there’s only one pornographer, it’s common to pass a pornographer in a Tokyo train, anyway, just let him touch it, this isn’t Shikoku, it’s Tokyo yeah, maybe it’s because Masumi has so little experience with men.”

“…… But, yay for companies with pornographers in them!”

“You can’t play if you’re able to get accepted, and you can get a boyfriend in Tokyo again right?”

“Huh?”

Masumi looked at Rie in surprise.

“You don’t have to lie to me, you smell like a woman yesterday and today. Have you been to the hotel?”

“Where’s that coming from!”

Masumi denied it.

“Yeh, like this? There’s a smell, a woman’s smell oh.”

Irihime stood up and walked in Masumi’s direction as soon as she said that.

Then, she sniffed desperately with her nose at the smell.

“It still smells oh so feminine, if not in a hotel it’s just being caressed. Only here being apish or being touched by a pornographer there wet?”

She suddenly pulled Makoto Sumi’s lower abdomen downward.

“Don’t be ridiculous, I didn’t get touched there, I just got touched in the buttocks.”

Masumi lied.

No friend, no matter how close, can say that to her.

Something about getting a pornographer’s finger in there yourself.

(Maybe it does have a dab of manly flavor?) ……)

She escaped from the pornographer and scrambled off the train.

At that point in time, there was absolutely no fear in her heart.

There was just a discomfort in my feet when I walked on the platform.

She felt the whitish liquid from the erotic frenzy ejaculate before she rushed out of the car.

As hard as I tried to wash it, I couldn’t get rid of that disgusting gooey feeling.

Then, she also changed her thong that was wet with white dirt.

Maybe that smell is still on the skin.

“I’m going out!”

Irihime picked up the bag she had dropped on the bed.

She headed out into the nighttime street in her miniskirt.

“Hoo-“

Masumi let out a loud snort.

(Is it possible that I don’t only smell like Shiratou, but that I also smell like a woman?) But she couldn’t smell it no matter how hard she tried.

(…… But, maybe it does have flavor.) She looked down at the short skirt.

(…… I’m wet, I’m wet from being touched by a pornographer ……)

She took off the top of her suit and her white bra.

Wrap your hands around your back to unbutton your dress.

Then, when all that was left of her body was her silver-gray bra and panties.

From behind, her round ass had a nice, firm, heart-shaped shape.

Masumi just drove her knees to the point where she couldn’t drive any further without her knowledge.

His own waist swayed in time with it.

Pleasant sounds even came out of his mouth.

“Ah hooooo…… ah, ah…… coo……”

The walls of flesh inside her were also stupidly tight.

Her mouth was slightly open and her waist was swinging back and forth, feeling very watery inside.

Masumi’s mind flashed red several times.

The kind of orgasm you’ve never experienced before when the light turns white and explodes.

Leading her into an uncharted territory, she was startled to realize …….

“Ahhhh …… how ……… so good ……”

It was amazing how well it felt through the thin fabric.

(…… really felt it, I’m such a slut ……)

Masumi removed her fingers in a panic.

If we keep touching like this, it’s going to be just like pornography.

She gave a deliberate dry cough and walked to the bathroom.

Took off the thong that was worn as if it wasn’t.

Masumi took the panties and spread them out with both hands, lewd juice staining the bottom of the pants.

The female pussy, stimulated by the erotomania, was also wet with lewd nectar.

(3) Reception room for visual rape

Her hands were clenched, resting on her tightly closed thighs.

The whole thing sits in one of those chairs with no way to straighten your back.

It’s like the look of what was taught in an inaugural course you took in college.

Masumi lifted her chin and waited for the person responsible to show up.

She is located in the first parlor of the Washam house.

The short skirt five centimeters above the knee was hemmed squarely and the feet were closed tightly in front.

However, when you sit down, the skirt is pulled up about 10 centimeters from the knee.

Revealing the stockings she wore on her thighs, they blossomed into glory.

More than once during the waiting time, Masumi tugged at the hem to sit upright.

But that didn’t cover her thighs.

The reason is that it’s a conference room couch.

Very much in keeping with the company of imported furniture, with expensive sofas made of all leather.

It’s softer than it looks and once you sit on it your whole butt sinks in.

Because of this the tightly closed thighs are then higher than the position of the buttocks.

Presumably the pornographer, no, Team Leader Yazaki would be sitting at the seat across from the long table that was about forty centimeters high or so.

There’s no mistaking that if you open your knees a little, you’ll get a peek at the panties under your skirt.

(It’s better to give up!)

Masumi was beginning to regret it.

Until just before noon she waited for an offer from another company.

But the phone never rang. Maybe ten companies didn’t accept it.

At this rate, it will be impossible to work in Tokyo.

She had no choice but to come to Huashan house.

If there were no pornographers around, Hwasan Housing would be the company she would have wanted to work for.

She is also interested in imported furniture and could be an interior designer in the future.

It was her dream to have a store of her own.

(But there’s a pornographer. The head of the HR team is the man who touched me there.)

She asked herself mentally.

Kagome had visions of living in Tokyo since she was in high school.

It may be more or less necessary to make sacrifices in order to realize your dreams.

Plus, like Rie said, it’s not uncommon to find pornographers and the like in Tokyo.

If you’re used to living in Tokyo, you should be able to repel nasty pornographers as well.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

She stood up nervously.

She sighed inwardly to reassure herself.

And entering the reception room were two men, the head of the section and the head of the Yazaki group, who were around forty years old.

She didn’t know what would happen if it was Team Leader Yazaki alone.

“Ugh, relax.”

The courser held out his hand.

“Yes!”

Despite her nervousness, Masumi’s sunken buttocks sat very properly on the soft couch.

It was only a little bit, but I still noticed the skirt shrinking upwards.

His eyes accidentally glanced up.

Yazaki Kosuke admonished himself, shifting his gaze back to the paper.

However, his pupils were glancing at Masumi’s thighs.

The little knees, encased in stockings, were not a centimeter lax in their tightness.

However, the Italian-made sofa is very soft.

Once you sit on it your whole ass sinks in.

Because of this the tightly closed thighs are then higher than the position of the buttocks.

Though Masumi pulls in a death grip with clenched fists.

But you can still see the little triangles inside through the slits.

Kosuke’s eyes couldn’t help but peek inside.

If you open it about three centimeters, you might be able to see Masumi’s panties.

(Is Masumi wearing a thong today too?) He asked in his mind.

What kind of panties would you wear underneath a sleek, tailored red suit?

Even if you know the other guy is a pornographer, you still report to the HR department.

As soon as he thought that, he thought again that she would be wearing nasty panties like yesterday.

(Not even looking at me yet.)

Kosuke shifted his eyes back to Masumi’s face.

Masumi listened attentively as the head of the class briefly explained the contents of the business, not even sneaking a glance at Kosuke.

Kosuke’s eyes traveled from Masumi’s face to her slender neck, and even further down to open the first button to lick at the white bra, and then even further down to the V-shaped front of the suit’s blouse.

Although the palm of my hand only remembers Masumi’s mature ass flesh, the breasts seem to be soft as well.

Because of the way she sat with her back straight, her entire chest stood out straight, and the second button of her short blouse looked as if it were about to be stretched open.

There is a crease in the collar near the top.

The curve of the blouse’s neckline then curved and swelled.

“Next, we had a pre-employment training program for new recruits, but for our company, we need people who can be on the job within four months. Therefore, next January, we will hold a ten-day seminar on importing business, and there will also be various seminars until April, can you do that?”

“Yes. It’s possible at the moment.”

Masumi nodded frankly and pulled her notebook out of the briefcase on her lap.

The fists that had just been clenched only slightly released.

Kosuke’s eyes immediately licked both of Masumi’s thighs.

She moved her body just a little, her thighs opening slightly and the lining fabric swaying with her.

Even though it was just such a little thing, he was starting to get paranoid that his thighs would open up just a little bit more.

Masumi leaned forward with her briefcase in her lap.

She opened the laptop on her desk and began to confirm the schedule.

Kosuke couldn’t help but gulp.

Because when Masumi leans forward, the collar that opens the first button bends, and even though it’s only a little bit, the skin of her breasts can be seen.

There was not a speck of dirt, and the self-pale skin was as smooth to the touch as the eye could see.

The valleys of the breasts were so far apart that the collar couldn’t even see the skin of the breast bulge.

All of them stimulated Kosuke’s desire again and again.

Then, what caught his eye the most was the suit’s open top collar.

You can see the bodice of that pure white top.

It’s not an exotic short shirt, but when Makoto Maiichi bends forward.

The curve under the collar was askew and you could see the covered breasts.

The tops of the breasts were swollen from the front curves there were no wrinkles at all.

The curve of the breast sheet covering Masumi’s breasts was faintly visible through that fabric.

The single cup rim that covers the breasts seems to have a lacy look to it.

The single cup didn’t manage to encompass the entire breast, about a third of it was deep enough to be visible through the fabric of the white dress, along with the skin.

In order to copy the predetermined schedule proposed by the class leader into her notebook, the fabric of her white dress followed the subtle curvature as she scribbled briskly.

At this point, he can often see what the lace looks like.

And now the breasts pressed against that third button that was about to be stretched open.

It’s like a look of being on the verge of breathlessness.

In between, the originally tightly closed thighs relaxed and opened about a centimeter gap.

Just a centimeter of the inner thighs, you can also see the skin of the thighs.

Kosuke’s fire of desire had been ignited.

He suppressed an urge to go and break his thighs apart.

His own fingers knew best what was really going on under Masumi’s skirt.

“…… Well, that’s about it, Kinoshita-san seems to be hoping to be in the department that imports furniture, so take advantage of the opportunity to visit the company, we have a catalog of the company from previous years.”

“Yes, thank you!”

Masumi boudoirs her notebook.

“Yazaki, there’s nothing to do this afternoon, so take her on a tour of the company.”

The class president stood up.

“Yazaki is in the personnel department now, but he was in charge of importing two years ago, and he’s your senior!” As soon as the section chief finished speaking, he walked out of the room.

Masumi looked at Kosuke’s face, and there was a noticeable flicker in her steady pupils.

As soon as she made contact with Kosuke’s eyes, Masumi scrambled away.

(4) Information on the female body

Neither spoke, and the only sound in the hallway was the knocking footsteps of the two.

Only a few employees brushed past them.

Kosuke led the way while Masumi followed half a step away from him with her head down.

From the room with the open door came the voices of telephones and employees.

The company was full of energy, but between the two men in the hallway.

Yet there was an unusually tense cold air present.

“Let’s start the introductions from the first floor lobby.” Kosuke said with his back to her as he walked to the elevator at the end of the hallway and stopped.

Once in the elevator, Kosuke pushed the button for the first floor and walked to the far end.

Masumi was a little hesitant for a moment as she stood in front of the open elevator door, clutching her briefcase to her chest with both hands.

But, she quickly stepped into the elevator.

She pressed the “off” button with her own hand, not wanting to be face to face with Kosuke with her back to him.

Kosuke stared at her back as if he wanted to eat her.

Masumi’s shoulders tensed up slightly, but she felt as if this man was secretly gazing at her.

Kosuke’s eyes traveled up and down Masumi’s back.

Looking from the bottom up, her luscious figure had the look of a Greek goddess, so delicate and charming.

She was wearing a dark colored suit that accentuated her all-over pale skin.

He hadn’t taken a good look from behind when he was a pornographer, and Kosuke raped Masumi’s back with bloodshot eyes.

The round and full buttocks and the long and strong legs showed the appearance of a mature woman everywhere.

Slim legs with a pair of tiny heels.

There was also a pair of well-proportioned legs peeking out from underneath the tight one-piece skirt.

That women could be such beautiful creatures, his mind sighed.

Kosuke couldn’t help but stare at her back.

(What about this skirt that my fingertips have tugged up, I can’t forget that sweaty touch ……) Kosuke couldn’t help but swallow his saliva.

But such a small sound was audible in an elevator with only two people.

Masumi felt a chill run down her back and had a bad feeling in her heart.

She gave a deliberate dry cough.

Soon, the elevator came to the first floor.

Kosuke, who went out first, quietly walked to the corner where the dish racks were placed, with Masumi trailing behind without leaving.

“The most important thing in dealing with imported furniture isn’t juggling to pick the highest grade furniture, the humidity is different in Japan and overseas, wood is a living thing, and if you get it wrong, you’ll have cracks in your furniture in less than a month.” Kosuke said in an attempt to cover up the attempt.

“…………” But, Masumi didn’t answer.

Kosuke Yu was looking back at Masumi, maybe he was thinking too much, her face felt so pale.

For a moment, there was a four-way glance with Masumi, but he quickly moved away.

Masumi answered in a low voice “yes” at the showroom on the first floor, and at the sales department on the second and third floors.

Both ended up walking into the elevator without speaking again.

“The fourth floor is the data room and conference room, the room where you were interviewed before. The fifth floor is the general manager’s and commissioner’s office, and since there’s still time, I’ll let you look at the catalogs of imported furniture handled by our company. I look forward to the young man’s sensual comments!”

As soon as Kosuke finished speaking, he shifted his eyes to Masumi’s ass, who had dodged his sight as soon as he entered the elevator.

The rod that had been erect and engorged with blood since a moment ago tickled.

Yesterday, in the tram, the fingers of Mami Masumi’s secret pot, still remembered the heat and the sticky feeling of the lewd juice there. Then, he remembered releasing his white semen between the valleys of his swaying, ripe ass.

The underside of the short skirt of the suit covered a pure white ripe ass.

Just the thought of it was on the verge of vanishing his sanity, and his whole being began to blaze with desire.

If you just reach out, you can touch that sweaty ass.

The elevator reached the fourth floor and stopped.

Kosuke opened the data room at the other end of the elevator doors.

The lighting was turned off for the most part because of funding cuts, and it was a somewhat gloomy, five-column library with bookshelves side by side.

The company’s historical materials and organized documents of all kinds are arranged on the shelves, and the manuals that have been used in the past are also kept here.

The ten-ping large chamber is like a library with the smell of paper.

The glass door separating it from the hallway looked out over the people walking by.

Kosuke walked from the doorway to the farthest shelf stopping to point with his finger, “Here are the manuals for Nordic Furniture during the past five years, come up with the ones you’re interested in and I’ll help you interpret them.”

Dozens of file folders were juxtaposed on the top shelf of the bookshelf that went straight up to the ceiling.

Huh? Do you want me to take it? Masumi showed a puzzled expression for a split second.

But she was far more compliant as she moved over the footstool and climbed up to the fourth floor to look at the name of the file and start looking for it.

There are records of Swedish furniture, Finnish furniture, and other country names.

Masumi’s finger pointed to a book among the Swedish furniture, and she walked up to the top of the footstool and pulled out the file folder with her back to Kosuke.

Talk was heard from behind her:

“No thong today, huh?”

Masumi bowed her head in panic when she heard a voice coming from underneath.

“Ah!”

She stopped breathing.

Kosuke crouched at the bottom of the footstool with a crooked sideways grin, he was boldly peeking inside his skirt.

“I thought you were going to wear a thong today too, Masumi.”

She stood on the footstool without making a sound, unable to move as if she were a frog given to snakes, the muscles of her body stiffening as if they were bound with golden cords.

Since there was no place on the footstool where she could stand securely, she had to continue in the spread thigh position as well.

Through the thin stockings, one can’t help but want to knead it with one’s hands or even suck it with one’s mouth….

The rumbling lower body division looks so clear and natural everywhere.

“Just being looked at makes you wet doesn’t it, Masumi?” Kosuke informed as his eyes had invaded the bottom of his skirt.

Masumi looked back, and though the lips on her pale face trembled uncontrollably, she didn’t scream, but, she panicked and stepped down a step of the footstool.

“AHHH!!!” Masumi stifled another scream.

That was because Kosuke’s right hand went into the skirt, his fingers touching the stocking-covered leg belly straight into the knee, stopping Masumi, who was trying to step down from the ladder.

“Step down ah, let me hurt your lovely secret part like before, never had an orgasm have you, I’ll make you feel good today.” Kosuke said as he slowly stood up.

His fingers caressing his knee slowly slid up his thigh.

“…… No, stop, please ……” It was obvious that she could escape by screaming and jumping off the footstool, but Masumi just shivered in a way that she couldn’t even move.

As much as he wanted to run away, there was nowhere to hide with his body between the top and the bottom.

When he smelled the aroma coming out of Masumi’s mouth, the man’s lust soared, and he lifted and bent one of his hands, violently invading between Masumi’s swollen panties, and then rubbing upward, rubbing the palm of his hand against the depths of Masumi’s thighs.

“Hoo hoo, what a soft pussy ……”

Through the back and forth movement of the palm of the hand, Masumi’s pussy was forced to run up the rubbing pleasure, in this situation, her consciousness began to faint, and she could not help but spit out a moan.

“Ah, don’t …… ah, uh ……”

Masumi couldn’t help but exclaim.

“The one who will lose face if she screams out loud is Masumi oh because this is a company.”

The index finger of his right hand bet on the bottom of the panties, and the panties that encased his fat pussy were completely exposed from under his skirt.

Even though he told Masumi that this was the company, he was actually talking to himself.

The college girl was standing on a footstool with her skirt tugged up and her fingers still in between her strands, a scene that Kosuke himself wouldn’t have stood a chance if he’d been seen.

However, his rationality had long since disappeared, and he was just trying to play in response to the current lust of his rod.

“…… Screaming out loud will really call someone in.” Masumi told Kosuke in a shaky voice.

“I see.” Then, with a surprisingly honest reply, Kosuke removed his fingers from the girl’s pussy.

“…… I’m not going to tell anyone about Pornographers, and I’m not going to tell anyone about this.”

The moment Masumi whispered it to him, Kosuke smirked and slipped his hands up his skirt once more.

Then, tugging the skirt down to the waist in one breath, then the fingers of both hands pulled the stockings apart, hard.

“Hey, you call and see! Call for help! Let’s hear the screams of a woman with wet thighs in the train!”

It didn’t matter if he was found out, and it didn’t matter if he was fired from the company, because he was now possessed by demonic desires.

He removed the stockings from Masumi’s ripe ass.

At this point, she suddenly moved down and grabbed her nylon panties with both hands instead, leaving only about four centimeters of white ass skin to the crack of her buttocks.

“Mmmmmm …… there’s a flavor oh. Didn’t I cum in this ass crack, this narrow strut swallowed my rod didn’t it, does that smell still remain, or is this the smell of the secret part?”

“…… I’m serious, keep embarrassing me like this and I’ll really scream!”

“You’ve already screamed several times since just now, so if you really want to scream it would be better to do it louder. Don’t just tremble, if you scream in such a voice, it’ll just make people think that you like to be pleasured like this.” While murmuring, Kosuke reached out his hand and removed the lace trimmed panties that showed the lines of the V-shaped panties.

“Well, let me smell it ……”

He held Masumi’s panties to his nose and desperately sniffed there.

Kosuke said as he put his hand on Masumi’s slit and realized that it was already wet.

“It’s already wet! I can’t imagine you are such a horny woman! I masturbated you last night, and today I’m expecting to be penetrated by another man.”

“No! I didn’t ……” Masumi blushed to her ears and shook her head feebly.

“No? Then let me check.”

Masumi swung her hips hard to escape, only to have her original back to Kosuke’s position suddenly turn to the front.

“Danger!”

Kosuke held her slippery feet in place, her light pubic hair showing.

Because of the impact of the slip, Masumi’s right shoe fell off.

She sat on her ass on the footstool.

Probably in a lot of pain, her whole face was still tilted upwards and askew.

Masumi looked up at Kosuke with a pained face.

“Is the ass sore?”

While holding her feet, Kosuke lifted Masumi’s body up hard, placing her hips on the widest level above the footstool.

“Stop, stop, stop, please ……… stop ………”

“That’s right, call out loud so that everyone in the company can see it, Makoto Mami who might enter the company this time, let’s see how it feels, call out loud.”

Kosuke said as he removed his stockings and panties from his right foot where his shoe had fallen off.

In doing so, the two pieces of fabric hung from the ankles of her left foot, and he lifted her feet even more to hang them over his shoulders.

“……… don’t ahhhhh ………”

Masumi shuddered as she looked at the glass door of the data room.

The figure of the clerk who had been walking down the corridor a moment ago was gone.

Footsteps in the hallway might have the potential to enter the data room at any time.

Her back was against the side-by-side books and her hips sat on the footstool.

Then, the feet are spread out in a V-shape.

Such a kinky pose might be seen by others.

“I could tell by using my fingers in the tram that your pubic hair is sparse, it’s as soft as cat hair.”

Kosuke brought his face close between his spread thighs.

He exhaled into the pubic hair that grew thickly on his female cunt.

“……… for, why? Why must I be treated this way ……”

Masumi said in a voice that was on the verge of tears as she shook her back against the bookshelf.

The only slightly stroked pussy was not engorged and tightly closed.

Kosuke finally stuck out his wet tongue and dug into the fleshy hole that was spitting out nectar.

“Ah ……”

The overpowering pleasure caused Masumi to suck in a backwards breath.

“Welp!”

Not only was she trembling all over, but she was spitting thin, silky gasps from her lips.

Kosuke’s tongue was still digging into the flesh, stimulating the sensitive nub.

“Mmmmmm …… oh ………”

The electricity generated from her lower body caused Masumi to have an intense pleasure that made her sit up and take notice.

Despite her desperate attempts to hold back, the pleasure had faithfully manifested itself on her snow-white, ripe ass.

The snowy ass couldn’t help but twist from side to side.

Kosuke was secretly amused in the back of his mind.

“In the tram only played with fingers, not licked Oh, Makoto beauty secret mouth ……”

Above the lustful cleft, the tiny clitoris was already red and large.

Kosuke used his tongue to lick the buds of the erection.

With just a light lick, Masumi’s whole body shook.

“Please, please, please, stop ohhhhhhhhh ……”

The overstimulation made Masumi too nervous to even take a breath.

Such a feeling of pressure as it washed over her cunt made her clench her pussy involuntarily.

So much so that the nectar immediately rushed out of the slutty pussy, squeezing out water like a gangplank.

“Wow …… leaked a lot!!!”

Every time Kosuke moved, the flesh there squirmed with him.

As a result, a large amount of nectar was frequently pushed out of the hole by the longitudinal lips.

With a thought in mind, he simply flicked her foreskin open with his hand and rubbed his fingertips over the exposed bud of flesh.

“Ah, ah ……”

Masumi’s flesh hole was trembling violently, the level of madness seemed to want to let out all the moisture in her body wildly.

“Hey, if you want to see Masumi’s secret mouth, come and see!”

“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww”

Masumi desperately resisted the urge to moan.

The figure standing in the doorway seemed to have stopped to make a call to a cell phone, and a girl’s voice could be heard clearly even in the data room.

The center point that Masumi had been forced to expose was then felt as if it had been pricked by an awl and felt a burning sight.

“Ah!”

At that very instant, Masumi suddenly had an electrifying sensation and looked down to see Kosuke’s tongue touching there.

“Nucleus gets wetter when it’s stimulated doesn’t it, and a woman’s juices are really slutty, and since you can’t do that in the tram, you want me to lick your nipple more often don’t you?”

The wet tongue returned to lick and kiss the nub once more.

Kosuke suddenly felt a rush of hot air in his throat.

He swallowed hastily.

Inside the scarlet fleshy lips, there was like a mysterious fleshy hole was shining with light.

He suddenly felt that it resembled that lustful light in the eyes of a demon.

Two plump, fleshy lips, smeared with lust.

A fishy odor rushed right up into his nostrils.

As soon as his tongue touched her little bean in front of the jade gate.

Masumi couldn’t help but moan.

“Uh…uhhhh ……. No, stop, stop, stop, stop, you stop ……”

Masumi tilted her head back and pressed it against the file folder behind her.

She arched her body, raising her hips and waist.

There was no escaping the tongue’s stimulation of the cunt core.

The veins on the sides of the neck just floated.

“That’s right, good girl, if you let out a gasp someone will come oh, want to scream out for someone to see right?”

As soon as Kosuke said that, the sound of talking on the cell phone stopped.

She heard someone turn the doorknob, twittering metal.

Masumi held her breath and Kosuke stopped moving.

The door was opened and the sound of high heels on the floor filled the room.

The bookshelves that went straight up to the ceiling of the data room really had four columns side by side, and Kosuke, who was staging a morbid game, was in the innermost column, and his footsteps sounded as if he was walking to the second column.

Although Kosuke removed his mouth from licking his nub, he looked at Masumi’s face and covered her lips with his finger as if telling her to be quiet.

Masumi’s face was colored pink from excitement, and for a moment, her pale face lost its blood color and gently nodded her head.

Both listened carefully, following the direction of the footsteps, which disappeared until the second column, and then they heard the metallic sound of a footstool being opened.

(It’s fun, isn’t it?) The demon in Kosuke’s heart whispered.

He took a look at Masumi’s face, her eyes were tightly closed and her lips were flattened in a zigzag pattern temporarily holding her breath.

Though his whole body was stiffly muscled, his tiny shoulders kept trembling.

Kosuke licked the index finger of his right hand wet, a lecherous smile lifting the corners of his mouth.

Then, he put his hand on Masumi’s slit and found that it was already wet.

His fingers sank in, splitting the soft labia.

The fingertips, moistened with love juice, pushed the tightly closed petals apart.

At the same time, because of the excitement, the crack swallowed the violation in one bite.

Masumi’s tightly closed eyelids opened to look at Kosuke’s face, her pale face shaking from side to side out of fear.

The eyes went back and forth between Kosuke’s face and the direction of the unknown intruder.

Love juices gushing from the depths of the honey fountain stained his fingertips and the soft skin around his pussy.

Kosuke explored his index finger inside the entrance of the honey pot, and then the first joint of his magic finger plunged inside the honey pot.

Masumi stared up at Kosuke with moist eyes while holding back by biting her lower lip with her front teeth.

Intruder looking for archives clicking his heels around the house.

Makoto beautifully shook his head a few times and kept screaming in his heart.

Stop– pleaded, but, relentlessly, Kosuke’s fingers pressed against the tiny crack that was so obvious, and then, slowly drilled his knuckles into it.

Kosuke’s eyes widened as his sight kept betting on the secret crack.

The kind of eyes that almost spewed fire and seemed to hate it enough to devour it.

As if in response to Kosuke, Masumi’s slit also continued to secrete love juice.

At the same time, she showed that she was also very excited, and her pale face had turned a rich pink cherry color.

Under the fingertip flicking, the meat bud above the labia minora of Masumi, has already been high and hard, and from the depths of the obscene vagina has also been secrete a large amount of love liquid, so that the female college student’s crotch near the crotch has already wet a piece of wet.

“Zip, Zip, Zip ……”

Lascivious waves continued to flow out of Masumi’s muddy crotch.

The click of a footstool being closed up sounded.

Masumi closed her lips that had unconsciously opened on the way.

The click-clack-clack-clack of high heeled footsteps faded away.

Then, the metallic sound of the door handle being turned and the door being opened.

The intruder didn’t notice the two of them and walked out of the data room.

“Hoo-!”

Its Sumi let out a relieved breath.

But it couldn’t escape Kosuke’s fingers plunging into the secret pot.

He flexed his thrusting fingers hard, pressing them against the walls of flesh.

” A.goo Oh…Oh…!!!”

Makoto’s beautiful lips, which were the color of apple-like pink cherry blossom, from time to time intermittently exuded a lovely sound of panting.

“Zip, zip, zip, zip…”

As the fingers moved in and out of the cool, virginal pussy hole, the sound of lustful water continued to resonate from there.

“Ah!”

When he heard that voice, Kosuke couldn’t help but exhale a gasp as well.

In fact, he was very tempted to replace his tiny fingers with his own erect fleshy shaft and plunge it deep into that secret cleft.

“It’s nice to be able to scream, isn’t it, it’s nice to hear Masumi moan, you want to be seen too, don’t you?”

Kosuke said as he pumped his fingers.

“Ah, ah, ah ……”

Masumi continued to pant without answering.

She was seen spreading her legs hard, her snow-white ass sweating slightly.

The love-stained index and middle fingers held the petals apart in a V-shape.

“ah …… uh-oh ……!!!”

In the wine glass made of pink petals, filled with a large amount of lewd nectar, through the light, one could see the transparent liquid, from the depths of the crooked diamond shape, continuously leaking out.

“No…… no, don’t, stop, stop, stop, please, uh-uh……!!!”

Even so Masumi kept making sounds of resistance.

“I want to be penetrated by a rod more than a finger, I can’t get enough with a finger when it’s this wet!”

Kosuke loosened the loops of his belt with his empty left hand, and as soon as he ripped off the zipper, he immediately removed his pants and underwear, revealing his sword-piercing rod, with lewd juices already glistening at the engorged and swollen front of his glans.

“I’m going to stick it in, in as far as it goes oh!” He continued to pump his fingers in and out, grabbing her left ankle as he removed her panties and stockings.

The ripe ass sitting on the footstool and the feet hanging over Kosuke’s shoulders left the entire inside of the thighs up to the female pussy area exposed.

He pulled his finger out of the gurgling pussy, the nectar produced as he moved his finger in and out overflowed, and flowed straight from the secret opening to the anus, the pulsating pussy looked as if it could swallow the rod.

“Maybe someone else will come, don’t make too much noise, hold it in, the more you hold it in, the more you should be able to feel a higher level of pleasure.”

Kosuke, who had pulled his fingers out, climbed up the footstool’s pedals one step at a time after saying so.

As soon as they climbed to the third level, the front end of the meat stick, standing on its back, had become the same height as the exposed female pussy.

“I’ve done it in a lot of places, but I haven’t had the experience of standing on a footstool and thrusting!”

He took hold of the glans in front of the rod, spread the lips of the flower with his hand, and rubbed the glans against the top of the lustful nectar-filled lips for a long time.

“…… Please don’t, not here, leave me alone, please ……”

Masumi opened her eyes slightly, her eyes moving to the rubbing rod pleadingly.

“Don’t be here but then ask me to be in the tram, Masumi is really ……”

A sardonic smile appeared on Kosuke’s face as he pushed his rod against the secret opening.

The wet secret opening was stretched open, taking the tip of the glans in.

“I’ll give you a good time, and even though Mami Masumi likes to be groped by pornographers, it’s not so bad in the company’s data room!”

The moment he said that to push his back forward.

“No!!!”

Masumi screamed in a voice like no other.

She pushed Kosuke’s brow bladder a little harder.

Kosuke fell off the narrow footstool pedals, and of course loosened Masumi’s feet hanging off her shoulders.

Though Kosuke, who fell to the ground with his lower half naked, was dumbfounded.

Masumi panicked and jumped off the footstool, she ripped her skirt off and ran for the front door, halfway to the door without picking up her panties and stockings that had fallen on the floor, and opened the door without looking back.

“You’ll get yelled at for running in the hallway!” Kosuke said in a subdued voice behind Masumi as he stood up and put his pants back on.

Then, he picked up the whole mass of panties and stockings that lay on the floor.

Putting it in his pocket, he chased after Masumi out of the data room.

“You can’t escape, I won’t let you.” Kosuke suppressed his laughter and broke into a fit of pouting all by himself.

(5) Tragedy of the Ice Age

The chaotic breathing couldn’t be calmed.

The fluttering in his heart couldn’t be suppressed.

She was well aware that she was covered in sweat, even the hair on the back of her head was soaked.

(Hurry up and run, or you can’t run ……)

Masumi said to herself, her footsteps catching up with her.

She heard a clicking sound and the door to the data room behind her slammed shut.

She looked back as she walked faster.

Kosuke pretended to be calm and slowly walked down the hallway to catch up.

(Can’t run, but I can’t if I don’t hurry ……)

It was as if they were racing, the sound of the heels of their shoes hammering down the hallway.

She brushed past several employees, but there was no room to say hello.

She walked to the elevator entrance at the end of the hallway, peeking at Kosuke out of the corner of her eye as she did so.

Pressing the button for the elevator to go down, the light on the first floor was on, but the elevator refused to come up for a long time.

(Come on …… please, come on ……) she pleaded in her mind, unable to help but almost go limp.

There was a paralyzing sensation of pleasure that rose up from her pussy, and the afterglow of the pleasure that should have disappeared when she desperately tried to escape just now revived.

The elevator finally came up to the second floor, and she glanced at Kosuke as she slowly leaned over.

(No, don’t!)

Masumi screamed in her mind.

Kosuke, who had followed, was wiping the sweat from his forehead, but that cloth was not a self-colored handkerchief, but Masumi’s underwear.

She ran in as soon as the elevator doors opened and she kept hitting the ‘off’ switch.

（Please, close it!)

Although Kosuke’s footsteps were getting closer and closer, she was finally alone in the elevator.

Masumi took a big breath.

Then, she straightened up her messy costume.

(…… Tokyo is a scary place, better go back to the countryside!) The elevator door on the first floor opened and she thought so.

She didn’t dare to take the tram back, it wasn’t the peak of the moment, but she wasn’t wearing any panties after all, and she would never dare to take the tram again in this defenseless position, and that’s because of the shame she had experienced in the tram.

She stood at the bus stop sign looking from side to side as Kosuke chased after her.

(He did come after me. He wanted to do the erotomania thing in the trolley, I guess.)

Before the bus started, Kosuke jumped on board.

“I saw your pretty hair from the window in the back, and I had thought you were going to take the trolley home …… when I wanted to say I’d give up and walk back, but then I saw your pretty hair.”

Kosuke walked over to Masumi, who was sitting in the last row of seats on the bus.

“…… Please, please, please let me go.”

Masumi lowered her pale face.

“Don’t get me wrong, I came after you to return something you forgot.” Kosuke took out the pure white panties from his pocket.

He wasn’t embarrassed at all to spread his underwear.

“Can this kid really do his job well when he forgets to put back on his underwear that important?”

“…… Give it back, give it back, give it back!”

Masumi was too embarrassed to raise her head and whispered.

“The inaugural ordeal continues next.”

Kosuke put his palm on Masumi’s knee.

“…… Hard, hard to believe you want to be in the car ……” Masumi’s lips quivered.

“The engine’s too loud to hear. In the car? Doing what?”

“Please, it’s too much in the car ……”

“are running away from the true beauty of the wrong, only halfway through the exam only, that is the test of endurance Oh, if you can not stand it, you can not adapt to the company’s huge pressure.”

“That’s despicable!”

“Mean? What are you talking about? College girls are so capricious.”

“I’m not going to be capricious!”

Kosuke reached down and held her up by her armpits.

With his assistance, Masumi slowly moved her feet.

Kosuke reclined on top of the back of that chair, allowing Masumi’s feet to straddle his lap in a fuzzy position.

“Stick your ass out for me ……”

“Well ………”

Masumi, who was forced to take a lewd position, breathed in an uncontrollable rush.

Her ass thrust back, her fat pussy completely exposed from under her skirt.

“Hoo hoo …… you seem to be looking forward to it too …… hehehe ……”

Kosuke held Masumi’s panties to his nose, desperately sniffing there.

“Well …… had a wank yesterday, must have been pumping my fingers while thinking about my boyfriend ……”

“Ah-ah …… please ……”

Kosuke said as he put his hand on Masumi’s slit and realized that it was already wet.

“It’s already wet! I can’t imagine you are such a horny woman! Just last night you were thinking about your boyfriend masturbating, and today you’re expecting to be penetrated by another man.”

“No! I didn’t ……”

Makiyomi’s face reddened to her ears and she shook her head feebly.

“No? Then let me check.”

He said as his fingers sank in, causing the soft labia to split open.

“Well ……… it’s so narrow ………”

Through the touch of her fingertips, Masumi’s honey hole was quite narrow, barely able to accommodate two fingers.

“I can’t believe …… your place is still so narrow …… do you want to be stretched by my big meat stick …… “

“Ah …… stop saying that!”

Masumi let out a very painful moan.

But despite that, the expression that Masumi’s face displayed when the finger that was inserted into her honey hole began to move was the exact opposite.

The bus only saw her luscious ass squirming.

“Ha! It’s already soaking wet in here!”

Kosuke whispered in the same voice as Endeavor.

“Yada yada yada ………”

Hearing that kind of words, Masumi blushed with embarrassment, yet her rapid breathing caused her breasts to rise and fall.

“Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff ……”

Immediately, Kosuke drilled his fingers into Masumi’s wet pussy again.

And with the entry and exit of the finger, the membrane of flesh was constantly being squeezed in and then out again in one whole piece.

And thus, interspersed with the sound of friction created by the honey lubrication.

“Ahhhh …… shame on you ……”

Masumi’s fleshy breasts swayed in front of her chest, and nectar dripped from her longitudinal fat lips as she asked.

It got to the point where she even developed the feeling of wishing she was about to be penetrated by a pillar of flesh.

“You’re drooling a lot on your bottom lip, are you hungry for food?” Kosuke said with a lecherous smile.

“Ah, ah~~”

Masumi’s flesh hole was trembling violently, as if she wanted to let out all the moisture in her body.

“Going in.”

The steel-like rod immediately thrust upward into the pussy.

“Wow. ……”

Masumi sat in a backward position, swallowing the meat cannon into her lustful vagina, a full, filling friction of pleasure that made her unable to resist straightening her backbone and letting out a poignant cry from her vermilion lips.

“Oooooh …… yah ………”

The meat stick went even deeper into the honey hole due to the weight of the whole body downward.

Therefore, Masumi could only clench her teeth and endure the piercing sensation of her uterus being hit.

Between the stretched out fat labia majora, the labia minora were constantly being pushed in and out again and again by the rim of the thick meaty cannon.

Especially since the nectar was already wetting the man’s meat sack, splattering around the slit with the pistoning motion.

With each upward thrust, the fleshy breasts rippled on her chest.

And that’s when Kosuke grabbed those plump breasts from behind her back and rubbed them hard.

“Uh-huh …… uh-huh ……”

From the numbing beauty of her flesh, Masumi reveled in a floating paradise.

The thick rod drilled deeper and deeper than ever before, stimulating the mouth of the uterus even more fiercely due to the more and more exuberant secretion of love juices.

The lust in Masumi’s body had almost accumulated to the point where it was on the verge of exploding.

“Uh-huh, uh-huh …… ah ah ah ………”

With each thrust, Masumi gasped loudly with her mouth wide open in an exaggerated manner.

Kosuke’s fingers twirled around the erect nipple tugging it up hard.

“That’s the penalty for being a rude woman.”

“Ah goo…… I’ll say it, I’ll just say it, let me say it!”

Masumi’s face was covered in red flashes of sweat.

She glowered at the man’s face, then.

“Thanks, thanks, thanks ……”

“No… To put it this way. Please look at Masumi’s secret mouth, thank you.”

“…… True, True, True Clarity of Beauty …… Wet Sprinkles ……”

She continued.

“Ahhhhhhh …… secret, secret, secret, secret, secret mouth please read, thank you ……”

As soon as she finished speaking, Masumi closed her eyes and exhaled in despair.

Chapter 4: The Inverted Mistake of the Innocent Female College Student’s Conditioning

(1) Jewelry that matches the white suit

Masumi, who got off the bus with hobbling steps.

She bent her knees and crouched on the sidewalk.

The sight of the middle-aged bus driver stung her.

The older women sitting in the front seats also had a stunned look on their faces.

They looked at Masumi’s bare breasts.

And of course there were several men pressed up against the glass windows to peek at Masumi’s pussy.

There were also people who were dumbfounded as they looked at Masumi’s squatting exposed breasts.

Even when the bus started moving, Masumi remained in the same position.

Her shoulders kept rising and falling up and down gasping for air.

“Okay, go.”

She looked up at Kosuke looking down at her face.

Very reluctantly, he shook his head.

“Do you want me to fuck you here, like no one else is around.”

Kosuke looked around.

There are buses parked on the road on the second lane.

There were few signs of people walking by the low wall of the private house.

The noise of cars rushing past them rang out.

Fifty meters away on the left, there were several store signs side by side.

“Not here ……”

The already exhausted lower half of his body couldn’t muster any strength.

Masumi staggers to his feet.

“I know, change it, come on, let’s go.”

Kosuke wrapped his arm around Masumi’s waist and walked as if he were a lover.

“Please …… can you cover your boobs first ……”

Two breasts popped out of the bare white blouse.

“No, that way no one else can see it.”

“Ahhhhhhhhh ……”

Masumi had to sigh.

Her heart was filled with shame． Even the heart in her body was enjoying the afterglow of pleasure, making her sense of resistance weaker and weaker.

Then, she was violated with thoughts of self-loathing.

Kosuke stopped after only a small step.

He stopped in front of a mixed-use home with a three-story building and a narrow front width.

The first floor is a pet store and the second floor is a KTV.

Cages of baby birds and golden rats were discharged in front of the building.

With a smile in his eyes, Kosuke walked in, building Masumi’s waist.

Masumi panicked and covered her bare chest with her hands.

However, that move was stopped by Kosuke.

“Welcome!”

Inside, the clerk, who was about Kosuke’s age, greeted him cordially.

He turned his face, a sudden look of surprise on his face.

That sight stopped at Masumi’s covered chest.

Despite covering them with her palms, her breasts were visible.

“I want to buy the collar.”

Kosuke spoke coldly.

Although she felt suspicious, the clerk quickly averted her eyes from the breasts.

“What’s a dog going to use, far as a cat is going to use?”

Then, he peeked at Masumi’s face.

The unknown Masumi could only hold back her shame.

“Suitable for a bitch in heat would be nice.”

When Kosuke said that, the middle-aged clerk, no matter if he was skeptical or had a look of disbelief on his face, replied that he knew and took out several kinds of leather collars.

Kosuke chose a silver chain about forty centimeters long, and a red leather collar, and deliberately cocked his head.

“I’ve never had a dog yay, what’s the best way to use it?”

He asked so.

“…………”

Then hard grabbed Masumi to the front.

“If you don’t want your breasts to be seen… Then just show him your secret mouth!”

Kosuke said sternly, and Masumi let her hand drop.

“That’s right, it’s rutting oh this nipple.”

The clerk eyed the exposed breasts.

The nipples weren’t erect, they were about the size of a pinky finger sticking up, and the bell-shaped plump breasts bucked against gravity.

The clerk looked at the bulging breasts while obliviously reaching out and twisting the nipples.

“Ahhhhhhhh ……”

Masumi let out a gasp.

And the clerk’s palms cupped the breasts to confirm the weight, five fingers grasping and kneading at them one after the other.

“Is there a park around here for dogs to walk?”

Kosuke watched as Masumi shivered while enduring the caressing of her breasts.

“There is, across the street from the store, a large park with both shade and very few people, perfect for walking.”

“Thanks!”

Kosuke once again took Masumi by the collar and pulled her out of the store.

“Sir, you’ll need a rope for your walk.” The clerk smiled lewdly and took out a two-meter long rope and gave it to him.

(2) Exposing slaves

It’s probably a historic park.

There are several large, sturdy trees growing that are decades old.

Like the pet store clerk said there wasn’t much.

The park’s total includes a fountain and mothers and children pushing strollers.

Though there were also a bunch of businessmen in suits stomping on sand and going out onto the off-limits lawn and pulling weeds.

As they walked into a forest-like area surrounded by trees.

There was hardly any sign of people, and sometimes the sound of footsteps on the sand could be heard.

Kosuke stopped under the shade of a tree that filled the air with harmony.

It’s like actually taking your dog for a walk.

Being collared and tugged with a rope used for walks.

Masumi didn’t say anything and very faithfully disguised herself as a bitch.

Trees lined Kosuke’s back, and he looked down as if he were a king.

(It’s only been a few hours, can a woman become so submissive ……. It probably means that the hours of play secret mouth is too long, she is drowning in pleasure, and only then she will be disillusioned into a slave of pleasure.)

Kosuke looked at Masumi, who had her breasts exposed and her head lowered, pulled by the ropes; she was probably glad she hadn’t met anyone.

But a few people driving by were still staring at Masumi’s breasts.

(Nipples are erect!)

Probably has the uneasiness of being seen by others.

Suppressing perhaps excitement, Masumi’s swollen breasts, the nipples at the front of that had stood up and hardened.

It was probably because she saw that Kosuke’s rod had gotten an unwanted erection.

(Next, it’s about to be inserted.)

Kosuke pulls the ropes to his side.

Though Masumi struggled slightly to resist standing on both feet, she came forward as she fell forward.

He lifted the rope upwards and lifted Masumi’s bowed head.

Her half-open mouth ha-ha-has gasped.

“Masumi is great, isn’t she, being looked at by men she doesn’t know on her breasts and secret orifices makes her feel better than regular sex, doesn’t it?”

“It’s too, too, too much …… I don’t feel a thing.”

Sometimes when she heard the footsteps of people, Masumi answered with embarrassed timidity.

“…… You’re lying. Your nipples are hard and you can’t feel them?”

He grabbed the nipple with his fingers.

“Awwww ……”

“Punishment is necessary for dishonest bitches!” He twisted his nipples hard.

“Wooooo!!!”

“So, Masumi is a bitch, so she meets your expectations. Masumi came to seduce me, it was Masumi who said she wanted to be touched by a pornographer, not you who asked me to pretend to be a pornographer?”

“…… Huh?”

Masumi’s eyes were wide open.

“I don’t know, a so-called pornographer’s request ……”

“Didn’t you say that in the phone conversation. You told me the time of the tram, the clothes, all of it. That’s why… I’m the one who initiated the sex mania thing with Masumi.”

“…… screw, screw, wrong person, I don’t remember requesting you like that!”

“Sure enough …… I was fooled.”

Kosuke deliberately sighed taking his eyes off Masumi’s face.

“What happened to being scammed ……?”

“You have friends in Tokyo who help you, don’t you?”

“Yes, you mean Iri-chan?”

“Ahhh, when I called yesterday to notify you of your acceptance, it was that Iri-chan who answered. I realized it when I heard her voice. The girl who was making friends on the phone was Iri-chan. That means you were set up by Iri-chan as bait for a pornographer.”

“How come …… Irihime wouldn’t do that, we’re good friends.”

“Anyway, with friends like that maybe you won’t be able to get in, and in the future too.” Kosuke coldly said selfish remarks.

“What a pain in the ass, it’s so hard to get accepted …… but I have to endure this kind of humiliation ……” Masumi couldn’t help but falter at the words she couldn’t have imagined.

“Plus girls like you are even more of a problem, people who let men desecrate them at will might cause problems with men and women in the company as well.”

She thought about how nothing else would help at this point.

Kosuke still continued with his irrational arguments.

“…… No such thing!”

“But, in fact, you didn’t escape even though you were played by me, did you?”

“That’s because …… is afraid ……”

“No, no, if you wanted to get away, you could have gotten away, and you liked it, didn’t you?”

“No!”

Masumi defended loudly.

“Hey… Don’t be so loud. It’ll be a disaster if someone hears you. Or, do you even want to be seen?”

Masumi lowered her head.

“It didn’t make a sound in the tram either, so I guess it was enjoyable. My finger still remembers it. It’s completely wet, so you’ve been holding back so that the surrounding passengers don’t hear it and feel embarrassed, right?”

“…… is not!”

“We don’t invite horny girls who wear thongs, plus you’re not wearing panties now are you?”

“Ah, because there’s no change of underwear… That’s not my underwear.”

“The band of the panties sinks into the strut of your ass doesn’t it? Slutty woman.”

“It feels right, doesn’t it? Otherwise it wouldn’t be that wet.”

Kosuke’s fingers stroked the flesh of his ass from his skirt.

“Yeh! Please. Stop!”

Just during the time of speaking, reason seemed to return to the feverishly debauched body.

When she heard Irihime’s plan, her nipple erections calmed down.

(…… That’s it, revert to sanity, she’s a woman who’s only just begun to be tamed, and it wouldn’t be fun if she wasn’t so honest. Let me hear her panting again!)

“You want a man, right? That’s why you didn’t resist being touched by a sex maniac… Your body, which just awakened at the age of twenty, wants to be touched by a man, doesn’t it?”

“…… Not ……,” Masumi shook her head for a moment before hastily covering her chest with her hands as if something had occurred to her.

“You should have screamed out, you should have asked for help. Yet you enjoyed being touched in the tram, right, and got wet in the bus while being looked at by men you didn’t know in your secret area, right?”

“Ah, that’s your bad, that’s why you didn’t resist ……”

“No way oh, it’s Masumi’s bad thighs that make me think that way, right? It’s this thigh that’s bad oh.”

Kosuke said so, grabbed the hem of his skirt and pulled it up, and started stroking it against his exposed thighs.

“Welp!”

The moment she was stroked by the palm of her hand, the flesh of her inner thighs began to quiver.

That kind of resisting movement was like writhing your body as if you had reached the peak of pleasure.

(That’s right, scared, trembling from humiliation!)

He resisted the desire to immediately roll his skirt up to his waist now and thrust against Masumi’s exposed soft flesh.

Kosuke continued to stroke the thigh.

He was going to seduce Masumi into an unbearably aroused reaction.

As he caressed his thighs with the palms of his hands near the base of his legs.

Masumi then twisted her waist violently from side to side as if it were a spasm.

She tried to resist slightly, stopping Kosuke’s hand from intruding further up, refusing to be touched on her pussy.

“Welp!”

“Ah!”

“Well!”

Masumi broke off into disjointed words and twisted her body as she let out a sharp cry from her throat.

His arms were very strong, powerfully wrapping Masumi’s body around his own.

As a result, Masumi’s breasts were pressed against his chest, and the soft fat breasts were even pressed down a bit by the hard pectoral muscles.

“Ah, don’t ……”

He lifted one hand up and bent it, violently invading between Masumi’s legs, following it up and rubbing his fingers against the depths of Masumi’s thighs.

“Hoo hoo, what a soft pussy ……”

Through the back and forth movement of the palm of her hand, Masumi’s pussy was forced to run up a whirling sensation of pleasure, in this situation, her consciousness began to faint, and she couldn’t help but spit out a moan.

“Ah, don’t …… ah, uh ……”

Her gasps grew thicker and thicker, and her body slowly went limp.

Kosuke played with the soft flesh with three fingers.

“Masumi, you’re really wet.”

“Liar! Cheat la! Goo-woo ……”

Kosuke pulled the hem of his skirt up more with his left hand.

The skirt was pulled up to her waist, revealing the lower half of her blown white, soft thighs and ripe buttocks, and then, to the soft flesh, the whole of her lower abdomen was exposed.

“No, don’t! Don’t pull!”

She wriggled with excitement.

“Is it better to take it off if you don’t want to rip it up?”

“Not here ……”

Masumi couldn’t speak.

Though it was said to be under the shade of a tree in a not-so-obvious park, she really didn’t know when anyone was going to show up.

“Please, please, not here, just take me to a hotel!”

“Does that mean I have to rape you?”

“…… this, this ……”

“Shouldn’t want to get raped, so just get raped here.”

“…… you, please rape me …… in a hotel ……”

“I’m sure I want to be fucked, what does Masumi want to be fucked by?”

“Aaaah-, why, why?”

Masumi didn’t know what to say when she heard Kosuke’s obscenities.

“What wants to be what, answer quickly?”

Kosuke unbuckled the buckle of his belt and pulled down the crotch of his pants, and all of a sudden, his engorged and erect rod seemed to pop out.

“Welp!” She looked at the dark rod of flesh.

“Do you want to do it here, if you don’t want to answer, do it here, not in a restaurant. I want to hear obscene words, you know, how many times do I have to say it?”

Masumi’s shoulders slumped in a disheveled and feeble manner, and she dropped the palms of her hands that covered her chest to expose her breasts as if she was dead set on it.

“Please stick your meat, meat stick into Masumi’s secret, secret mouth at the, at the hotel …… ……”

“Nope oh do it here!”

Kosuke pulled the ropes to his side with all his strength.

Masumi was pulled forward as she leaned forward, scrambling to brace herself against the tree with her hands.

The upper body is bent at thirty degrees and the ass is held up in the air.

“No!” Masumi yelled.

“That’s right, call out! Scream out so you can be seen! Masumi expects to be seen penetrating right?”

The whole body is surrounded by a fiery shame salty and unusual excitement ……….

“Your pussy is starting to scratch from wanting a man!”

After saying that on purpose, Kosuke inserted his finger inside the center of the flower.

“Did you miss my penis?”

One side said, swirling a finger over the mouth of the uterus.

“Aww, please, I’ll scold Iri-chan, she shouldn’t have cheated on you …… so ……… please …… “

Masumi’s ass wiggled involuntarily.

“No, I won’t forgive you!”

The intense sensuality and Kosuke’s mantra-like words finally caused Masumi’s sanity to collapse.

“Well …… use your …… come on ………”

“Is it for me to stick it in?”

Nodding her head with an expression of rutting, Masumi no longer hesitates, and is just eager to do that quickly and get comfortable ……….

Kosuke gently rubbed his erect glans against the slit.

“Don’t make me anxious …… please ………”

“…… is awesome …… is just a barking bitch.”

Kosuke was rather surprised by Masumi, who was wiggling her ass in spite of everything, and continued to rub his glans over her pussy core and fleshy hole opening.

“You’re going to say penetrate your pussy with my cock.”

“Ah …… with your cock ………”

Masumi said what Kosuke said, while feeling herself going crazy with excitement.

Aphrodisiacal effects occur with lewd words not spoken in the past.

If it were now, any shameless thing could be said.

Even her thoughts became more lewd.

Just then, Kosuke intervened.

At the same time as the penetration, a tickling sensation that almost completely melted her body appeared in Masumi’s lower body.

Kosuke began to thrust slowly.

“You’ll see.”

Kosuke asked Masumi to look at the crotch.

Masumi stared with open eyes.

The cock, sprouting thick veins, kept moving in and out of the wet, fleshy hole like a piston movement.

“Ah …… is in there ………”

Masumi’s voice trembled as she clung to the trunk of the tree, her back arching.

“What’s in there?”

“Yours ……”

“Like I said, stop pretending you don’t understand. Just what is in it for me?”

“Your…cock…inside a pussy ……”

Masumi was so excited. She said in a sobbing voice:

“Ah…good…”

Whenever Kosuke penetrated, breathing felt difficult and his body was filled with pleasure.

With her eyes closed tightly like that, Salty felt the rod twisting against the opening of her womb.

The body produces a sensuality like melting and can’t help but let out a sobbing sound.

As the penis pulls out, there is a powerful friction between the swollen glans and the vaginal walls.

Pleasure like an electric shock raced through her body, causing her whole body to spasm.

When Kosuke saw this, he thrust hard again.

（It’s too late. I turned into a beast and I raped her anyway. There’s no going back!)

He has no regrets about raping Masumi.

Right now all he wanted to do was hold on to young, tender flesh.

Even in exchange for social credit and family, he would get his hands on the highest pleasure.

Unlike when he was holding his wife perfunctorily, his rod was harder and more engorged than a twenty year old youth, and as soon as he inserted it into Masumi’s secret opening, it seemed to increase in hardness like steel.

(…… Nope, it’s not my meat stick hardness that’s increasing!)

Is the real Sumi honey pot slowly contraction of the meat rod tightly clamped, more and more inward thrust, the inside of the wall of flesh contraction more and more strong.

“…… mmmm coo coo ……”

Masumi’s face muscles tightened.

She desperately held back the gush of pleasure that hit her and suppressed her voice.

(3) Paralyzed female body

The body was as hot as if it had been torn apart into two, burning right up to Masumi’s stomach.

It wasn’t pain, it wasn’t an itch, it was pleasure that went right to the core of the body.

Masumi’s voice was close to a sad whimper.

Her heart kept racing and sweat kept pouring out of her armpits.

Thirty-four D breasts popped out, and swayed uneasily with Masumi’s gasps.

In a dark and disturbing world, being continuously violated by Kosuke’s flesh.

Not only that, Kosuke’s desire seemed to be never-ending and growing stronger.

The pussy, with its labia wrapped like heavy petals, was being worked up and down by the man’s rod there.

Masumi’s bodily faculties ignited like a torch, all at once.

“Chirp …… chirp ……”

Masumi’s bodily fluids, mixed with the fishy odor of the womb, gushed out continuously.

Groped by a pornographer but feeling it …….

Team Leader Yazaki knew it all, even without confirming it.

Being in a tram with a pornographer’s finger in her secret orifice didn’t scare her at all, it made her feel something.

There’s also a sense of disgust when your ass is touched.

There was also the thought of running away when the skirt was pulled up.

However, when the thong’s strap was pulled up, when my fingers slipped into the slit, and when I was touched at my secret opening, there was a heat in my secret opening that I couldn’t resist.

She kept pleading and screaming for help in her mind.

But the sound doesn’t come out.

Just as the paralyzing sensation flowed through her back like an electric current, she was drowning in waves of pleasure contrary to her heart’s intent.

She desperately wanted to scream out, but it was as if a stone had sunk into her throat and formed a block, so she could no longer get out.

Desperately twisting to escape but instead meeting the fingers of the erotomaniac.

The paralysis in the lower half of his body intensified.

It’s all Iri-chan’s fault.

During the two weeks I’ve been in Tokyo, I’ve always listened to Rie proudly talk about her sexual experiences since she came to Tokyo.

For example, having sleazy sex with men you meet in passing, threesomes and SM …….

Rie, who went to Kyoto after high school to become a beautician, seems to be obsessed with sex.

After hearing her talk about those experiences, she’d have trouble sleeping.

Plus, the porno she’d been staring at five days ago was a movie of a woman having sex with three men at the same time.

The woman sits in the upper coital position with another man’s rod in her mouth.

That was enough to surprise her.

However, as the woman’s body leaned forward with the rod inserted, the third man’s rod was inserted in her asshole.

She was just sitting and staring at the picture, and it was heating up there because it was the first time she had ever watched a porno.

But, other than masturbating tonight, she had no way to get rid of that excitement.

However, with Rie sleeping right next to her, there was no way for her to do that, so she was only able to try her best to rub her inner thighs together.

It’s because of the double pressure of interviewing for a job that one commits long-suffering desires to the clutches of a pornographer, so there it is wet.

The long hours of foreplay from five days ago had ignited that lust in her body.

(Don’t move …… so embarrassed ……)

She begged despite the side of the team leader’s rod pumping in and out of the secret pot.

She didn’t want to be the slutty woman who had sensations from the nasty methods of the pornographer’s group leader.

What rationality remained in her head told her:

(…… bitches …… bitches in heat. I’m not that kind of woman ……)

“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww”

She let out a moan that she couldn’t stand.

(…… It can’t be …… Don’t move. Team leader you do not move ah ……)

Every time the meat stick pushed against the mouth of her womb． Her hands holding the trunk loosened.

Her whole body was weakly stretched out.

Now she was bent over at ninety degrees and her ass protruded back between pumps.

(…… But, it’s moving, what, what, what? (……)

The secret opening began to contract stupidly.

The meat stick kept pumping in and out of the secret opening as if it was trying to poke it.

She could feel it stuffed to the brim inside with the meat stick, following the stupid movements as it went back and forth.

(…… I don’t want it, I …… I’m quivering and stupid there all by myself …… No way ……)

Having her flesh violated in this way, Masumi’s pussy, becoming like any other creature, reacted differently than before.

As soon as Kosuke’s fingers stroked it a little bit, the clitoris became bigger and harder. The clitoris instantly becomes bigger and harder, and it keeps on secreting nectar.

The entire engorged and swollen pussy was always continuously wet.

Kosuke thought to himself, “It’s good to just have this mature lower body.

The sparse, light pubic hair contrasted dramatically with the skin of the snow-white pussy.

Kosuke’s never-ending desire was salivating at the red crack on that side of his lower body.

It had the scent of a woman in it, the smell of a warm womb, and he seemed to live just to enjoy the warmth of that smell.

In particular, his unusual fascination with the female pussy was also due to the fact that the vaginal opening gave off the warm scent of the womb, which made him fond of it.

“Look at …… such a slut …… pussy such a big wet mess ……”

“Don’t …… ah …… ooh ……”

Kosuke tickled only the area of her vaginal opening, and Masumi actually moaned.

Kosuke continued to tragically and fiercely draw her into the world of sexual desire.

The thick cock was pumping up and down in Masumi’s flesh, and she was terrified that she didn’t know when her pussy could be torn apart.

“Ah …… ah ……”

Masumi leaned back on her upper body, a steady stream of thick smelling nectar secreting from her pussy lips.

“Don’t …… don’t …… really don’t ……”

Kosuke put Masumi down from the top and hugged her from behind.

“Ah …… don’t ……”

Standing from below and thrusting into Masumi’s pussy, it looked as if she was letting Masumi’s pussy, of its own accord, devour the hot meat gun.

“Ah………” screamed Masumi out loud out of shame, shaking her waist violently at the man’s invasion of her flesh, and seemingly echoing Kosuke’s intrusion herself as she went along with it.

Nectar covered the pussy, and Kosuke’s one, was tightening against Masumi’s flesh.

“Open your eyes, you can see it well.”

“Don’t …… I don’t want to see it.” But she lowered her head anyway, only to see a thick rod nipping at the shamefully hairy growing pussy slit.

“Ah …… so embarrassing …… this kind of look …… don’t …… “It’s really a lewd picture that is impossible to look at.

The man’s ferocious meat cannon fully invaded Masumi’s body and moved in and out of her like a piston.

“Ah …… ah ……”

Masumi’s pretty eyebrows were furrowed into a figure-eight frown, and she couldn’t help but wail after wail as her body continued to tremble.

“Look closely …… the rod is going to rotate in your pussy.”

Kosuke suddenly changed his back-and-forth pumping to a circle-like gyration, his rod stimulating every vaginal wall without missing a beat.

“Aww, don’t …… oooo……”

Masumi seemed to hear the watery sound of nectar overflowing from the mouth of her vagina.

(Being abused like this and my flesh is still wet like this…) It’s so embarrassing. ……)

The rod inserted in the lustful place was like a rotator, constantly stirring the lustful flesh in a clockwise direction.

“Hey, hey, isn’t it great? Every wall of flesh is getting fucked, right? Oh …… it’s getting wetter and wetter inside, and the womb is hanging down trying to swallow the big meat cannon ……”

When a woman’s sensuality is elevated, the uterus moves down in position on the grounds that it facilitates conception.

“Don’t, don’t do this …… spare me ……”

“Hey, hey, the slut is begging for mercy!”

The words were not finished.

Kosuke suddenly switched to rotating the meat cannon in his cunt in a counterclockwise direction.

“Ahhhhh ……”

Because it was so sudden, Masumi was defenseless against the most violent stimulation.

“Say, want me to keep turning like this or pumping harder?”

Kosuke pressed his mouth to Masumi’s ear.

The side exhaled hot air and murmured a question stopping.

“Ahhhhhhhh!!!”

She began to spasm.

A pulsation was like throwing stones into a lake.

It expanded from a poof to become a ripple that flooded the entire body everywhere.

At that moment, the rod that was pushed to the mouth of the uterus was pumped back and forth.

“Masumi can twirl herself!”

“No, no, no it’s not oh puke …… I didn’t move …… I didn’t move ……”

She didn’t accept the group leader’s words and tried to stop the shaking of her loins, but it was futile and suppressed the spasms even more.

“It’s so wet it’s spilling out, you can hear it, can’t you?”

“No, no, no, Masumi is not that kind of woman.” She couldn’t hear her own faint voice, only the sound of lustful water.

But she could also feel the lewd water dripping onto the insides of her thighs.

“Masumi wants it right?”

“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww ……”

Masumi didn’t answer, after all, she couldn’t say such words.

(I want, always want to have a thick rod in my honey pot!)

A year after breaking up with my boyfriend, I can’t forget the pleasure of being taught by him, and even when I was alone, playing with my girl pussy with my fingers, spinning the secret bean, and reaching the ultimate taste, I didn’t fill my honey pot.

That’s just false extinction.

Seeing the woman in the porno that Iri-chan had shown her, her mouth, her honey pot, and her asshole, all three places were enjoying the meat stick.

(…… so envious ……)

The leader of the group started pumping hard again.

“Pfft, pfft, pfft …… chirp …… wave …… pfft …… …”

Lascivious water lapped against the skin, and there was the watery sound of sponges rubbing against soft flesh.

(Ah …… ah, it feels so good, so good. (…… Harder …… harder ah ……)

When she heard such an obscene voice in her ears, Masumi couldn’t help but blush.

The mind kept screaming, but it couldn’t say it.

At the same time, the womb that was being pushed against it seemed to ache.

“Ah …… don’t, don’t ……”

Masumi could only resist in words.

(4) Wet in the wilderness

There was a steel-like meat stick upward, swallowed into the meat cannon to the lustful vagina, a full and full friction pleasure, so that she could not help but straighten her waist bone, from between the vermilion lips issued a poignant cry.

“Oh vomit …… yah ………”

The meat stick went even deeper into the honey hole due to the weight of the whole body downward.

So Masumi only clenched her teeth and endured the stinging sensation of her womb being hit.

The labia minora, between the stretched out fat labia majora, were constantly being pushed in and flipped out over and over again by the rim of the thick meaty cannon.

Especially the nectar has been wet with the man’s meat bag, with the piston movement and splashed around the pussy.

With each upward thrust, the fleshy breasts rippled on her chest.

Stimulated, Masumi began to move her hips warily, all the while furrowing her beautiful eyebrows as her ass slowly rocked back and forth.

At that moment, Kosuke grabbed those plump breasts from her back and rubbed them hard.

“Uh-huh …… uh-huh ……”

From the numbing beauty of her flesh, Masumi reveled in a floating paradise.

The thick rod drilled deeper and deeper than ever before, stimulating the mouth of the uterus even more fiercely due to the more and more exuberant secretion of love juices.

The lust in Masumi’s body has almost accumulated to the point of explosion.

“Uh-huh …… uh-huh …… ah ah ah ………”

With each thrust, she opened her mouth wide in an exaggeratedly loud gasp.

“You said insult me, rape me …… fast ……”

Kosuke’s baby moved up and down rhythmically.

“Ah …… ah ……”

Masumi, now happy with Kosuke’s rough and intense aggression, seems to have lost her sanity as she doesn’t know the reason or where she is.

Both physically and mentally, I felt like a different person.

“Woo …… woo ……”

(ah …… uterus was penetrated like this ……)

Being violently assaulted by Ichijo, Masumi seemed to feel as if her uterus was about to ache.

(So scary …… my uterus is in disarray ……)

Her mind went blank.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

She was panting like a wild animal.

“Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh …… I want it. Want to stuff it full and tear the body in half so big, so big ……”

“Be nice and clear, what do you want to be nice and big?”

“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. Come on, harder, make Masumi feel good! Yelp! Yelp!”

Then Masumi frantically stroked her rod up and down, as if there was no better way to get pleasure in the whole world than the thing in front of her!

“Mmmmmm …… so good …… harder …… yada yada yada …… “

“Me too …… awesome …… yada yada yada …… mmmm …… ohhhh ……”

Masumi stretched her neck, opened her mouth and let out a comfortable to the extreme obscene screams, occasionally even mixed with the tender flesh and tender flesh slapping each other with a loud sound.

“Ah ……! It’s going to leak …… It’s going to leak ……”

It didn’t take long before Masumi’s mouth screamed so lewdly.

Then, Kosuke also began to speed up his lashing.

“Oh ……”

Then in a sudden instant, Masumi’s whole body twitched, and a large amount of obscene nectar began to leak out of her pussy.

And along with the generalized spasms, her writhing, tender flesh began to contract violently.

“yes …… um ……”

In her wild moans, in the proximity of orgasm.

Kosuke pushed upward desperately, concentrating on the final sprint.

“Ah …… slow down …… ah ah ah ah …… well …… …”

The powerful impact on her honey hole was more than the girl could bear.

However, the rod continued to pick up speed without mercy.

“Ohhhh …… want …… I want …… ahhhh …… “

Masumi’s thighs, which were holding her back hard, were also dripping with sweat.

(No, I can’t …… I’m going to leak ……)

At the end of the day, Kosuke finally tensed his entire body muscles and endured to the limit.

At that moment, he heard rustling footsteps on the gravel.

“Ah! Aah! Ahh! Hurry, hurry, hurry, please, give it to me! Ahhhh ……”

Masumi didn’t notice the footsteps as she screamed and moaned as hard as she could desperately.

“Please, please, please, give it to me! I’m going to give out… use, use it harder, stick it in the end!!!”

Kosuke checked that someone was really close, and he slowed down his pumping.

“Don’t! Don’t ahhhhhh …… harder ohhhhhhhhh ……”

Masumi has reached a state of oblivion.

Kosuke shifted his eyes diagonally backward.

The pet store clerk approached the two men three meters diagonally behind them.

As soon as she saw Kosuke’s eyes, the clerk stopped a bit scared.

Kosuke smiled as he pumped with his back up, then, with a look, he called the clerk over.

The clerk tiptoed around without making footsteps and leaned over with a lecherous grin.

(5) Forgetfulness at the same time as the set

“Please ……! Move faster, ohhhhhhh ……”

Just as Kosuke stopped moving, Masumi squirmed obliviously.

She rocked back and forth with her arms around the trunk.

“Breasts want to be touched too, right?”

Kosuke released his grip on the side of his waist and grabbed her breasts from behind.

He winked again and again.

The clerk who had endured the footsteps crouched under a tree trunk.

Masumi was intoxicated by the pleasure, closing her eyes tightly and twisting her waist, but she didn’t notice that as soon as she opened her eyes there was a man squatting down below.

The mare’s aroma hit the clerk’s nose, making his blood boil.

The smooth touch and the aroma of residual warmth was indeed a very strong stimulus for him, and I’m sure his erect rod would have popped out immediately after removing his shorts and underwear.

Masumi hugged the trunk of the tree, her upper body bent at ninety degrees.

She pushed up her ass to be penetrated by the meat stick into her secret opening.

There was a man crouching in the small space between the trees and Masumi.

She thought it was Kosuke who cupped his palms around the hanging breasts.

The middle-aged clerk, a little bald, his head sweating, was looking at the meat stick in front of him that was making chirping, chirping, lewd noises as it moved in and out of the girl’s pussy.

The man’s fingers went to the blouse that was open to the fourth twisted button.

Probably nervous, he reluctantly pulled his shirt out of his skirt.

The man’s hands were still under Masumi’s armpits.

He wrapped his hand around Masumi’s back to loosen the clasp of her bra, and a lace patterned bra slowly fell away from the underside of her breasts.

There was a red mark on the underside of the breasts that were tightly wrapped in the bra.

Kosuke laughed as he released his hands from his breasts.

He told the clerk to hold out his waiting hand to take it.

The breasts in front of her eyes hung down like already ripe grapes.

Whenever Masumi twisted her waist, her breasts swayed with it.

The clerk cupped his hands and stared hard at the ripe swollen breasts.

Then, gently rubbing the nipple by holding it between your fingers.

“Welp!!! so cool!!! harder!!! harder oh…oh…! Pinch Ohhhhhhhh!!!”

The man even stretched his neck and stuck out his tongue.

Then, licking the nipple caught between his fingers.

“ah goo goo uh uh uh ……”

Masumi’s back and forth rocking of her ass turned into writhing from side to side.

“Welp!!!”

Masumi sucked in a hard breath and her panting stopped.

The man’s knees were half bent and his neck was long． Nibbling on an erect nipple with his teeth.

“Yelp, yelp, I’m going to give out uh-oh …… I’m going to give out uh-oh ……”

The man was turning on the nipples, and his right hand was reaching out to the pussy and squeezing it, while his rod was pumping away.

The nectar flowed onto the nucleus of the girl’s pussy and got even wetter onto the inside of her thighs.

He massaged his fingertips over the secret bean of what looked like cartilage in his erection.

“Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!”

Masumi looked as if she was about to suffocate.

Her yelp caught in her throat and her waist kept twisting.

Suddenly her waist stopped twisting and she looked like she could barely stand.

The muscles of the spread legs had begun to spasm.

As the man’s fingers continued to stroke it, the clitoris immediately became larger and harder and continued to secrete nectar, the entire engorged and swollen pussy always continuing to be wet.

He kept betting, turning, and betting on the blood-filled, reddened nub.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah …… no, no, no more ……”

Unlike the stimulation of deep penetration in the honey pot, it was as if the electric current that flowed through the whole body was on the cunt core.

Masumi opened her tightly closed eyelids and gawked at the face of a different man than Kosuke in front of her.

For a moment, she couldn’t understand what was happening and couldn’t speak.

However, she immediately realized that the man was the pet store clerk who sold her collar.

“Welp!!!”

As a result, she immediately squealed like a killer pig.

“…… No, don’t ahhhhh!!!”

A lecherous grin appeared on the man’s face as he was nibbling on the nipple at the front of his dangling breast.

And, from the corners of his slightly open lips there was drool.

Even in the midst of the chaos, she still had her arms around the trunk.

Just as she tried to get up, the rod in her honey pot pumped harder.

“Welp! Unnnnn!!!.goo gooOh…Oh…!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Although she moaned, she couldn’t move her body freely with two weak hands.

A wave of pleasure followed the movement of her fingers and engulfed her.

“…… Please, please, please, don’t do this, don’t let strangers …… ah goo goo uh uh uh ……”

“I can’t believe Masumi is the kind of horny woman who likes to have her breasts rubbed, her nipples bitten, and her pussy core stroked by strangers.”

“…… Please don’t say that, please. I’m not that kind of woman, I’m not that kind of woman, I’m …… not that kind of lecherous woman, ah goo goo goo ……”

“Don’t lie, aren’t you rocking your back, be honest with yourself, it feels good doesn’t it?”

In conjunction with the in and out of the rod, Masumi’s waist shook.

“It’s dripping down oh so wet!”

The man caressing the pubic nucleus spoke in a dry voice because he was so excited.

From the cooing sound and the female pussy that spits out the lustful juice, the lustful juice that flows out drips onto the ground that has the roots of the trees.

Being touched to the nucleus of her pussy as she rocked her ass back and forth along with it kept causing gusts of pulsations and spasms.

“…… No, no, it won’t work ……”

Masumi made a faint sound like a plea for help.

Her arms also hung down weakly and slowly.

Then, began to start sliding down the trunk.

She had been swept into the wave of pleasure with even the arm strength to support her upper body.

The man panicked and ducked out from under Masumi.

Masumi’s bare breasts pressed into the ground.

If Kosuke hadn’t caught her around the waist, she would have been on the ground.

As the rod was pushed deep into the depths of the secret opening, the tightly contracted vagina clamped down as if it wouldn’t let the rod escape.

Raising her ripe buttocks high and rocking back and forth, she looked like a bitch in heat.

Kosuke pushed his back harder, and his breasts, pressed against the floor, twisted even more.

“Awwwwwww! It’s so, so, so great! Give it to me! Give it to me!!!”

Masumi’s whole body trembled uncontrollably.

At that time, the secret opening that encased the rod also contracted several times.

“Welp!!!”

Masumi gave a short yelp and held her breath afterward.

“Welp!!!”

She inhaled slowly.

Halfway through the sucking, it was salty to the point that the honey pot contracted painfully.

Kosuke’s waist, which he was pushing back and forth with force, also stopped.

“Welp! It’s going to leak!!!”

Masumi lifted her chin and opened her mouth wide in misery.

At the same time, Kosuke squirted his own cloudy liquid heavily onto Masumi’s honey pot.

Masumi’s entire body was powerless, with only her ass held high in the air.

“Haaah–haaah–haaah ……”

The messy breathing continued, as did Kosuke.

(What a great secret mouth …… fantastic. Maybe I got my hands on the best woman ever!)

The side was immersed in the afterglow of awakening to the pleasure.

Kosuke enjoyed the feeling of conquering a woman as he did so.

The rod that fired the desire was just slowly softening.

Only that was only for a little while.

From the almost unconscious secret mouth of Masumi, it began to move back and forth like a wave, clamping his rod tightly and not letting go.

This slowly squirming secret pot stimulated the rod again, causing the already shriveled rod to become engorged with blood and hard again.

“Awwwwwww! Don’t move ……”

Masumi opened her eyes as if waking up from a dream and said weakly.

The secret pot spasmed and clenched at times.

“Ummm, ah goo! No way ……”

Masumi bit her lip.

“I didn’t move, it was this woman Masumi who grabbed me.” Kosuke said.

“Suffer, suffer, suffer!”

The man who crouched down to look at the two of them overwhelmingly spoke.

He quickly pulled his pants down to his knees along with his underwear and pulled out his rod and kept sliding it around.

“…………”

Although Masumi, who was said to be immersed in the afterglow of pleasure, didn’t scream, she turned her face away from the lewd juice that was flowing out from the front of the man’s rod.

“What an ill-mannered bitch!”

Kosuke said coldly, tugging the rope for the walk to his side.

The collar pinched Masumi’s neck as it was lifted upward in one motion, causing Masumi to cough incessantly.

“Yeah, yeah, sorry!”

Masumi apologized as she coughed.

“It’s a good look, and you’re being looked at too, aren’t you. Don’t turn your face away from your benefactor, how rude!”

Masumi’s eyebrows locked and she moved her face toward the man’s sliding rod.

“He’s the one who gave you the collar and stroked your pussy, so you should thank him, right?”

“Yes, yes. Thank you so much… ahhhhhhh ……”

Masumi moaned a little.

Kosuke’s rod, which was clamped by the honey pot, began to harden again.

“…… no, no, don’t move …… already …… well …… “

“If you’re really thanking people, you have to show it in your attitude!”

“Well …… attitude? …… Got it. Ah coo coo, thank you for touching Masumi’s breasts and pussy core.”

“No, not with words, with attitude. You have to comfort your benefactor’s meat stick. It’s not good to let Enjin play with himself alone when it’s just me and Masumi who got to orgasm, right? Use your mouth to comfort it properly!”

“…… with your mouth …… anything but that.”

Masumi looked away from her face again as if she had seen something dirty.

“Is it really good? Let this woman contain it.”

The man looked at Kosuke in sweaty surprise.

“Well, because I still have my rod in my secret mouth and my mouth is free!”

“…… Please …… spare me!”

Masumi began to tremble again and said tightly shutting her mouth.

“…… Please don’t look at …… like that… ah ……”

With no room for resistance, Masumi desperately endured.

The beautiful red lips slowly leaned in, her face full of reluctance.

When one side of her fingers stroked the root, she finally closed her long lashed eyes and opened her mouth as if resigned to take the huge glans into her mouth.

“Heh heh heh ……”

In that instant, overwhelming pleasure raced up from the sensitive mucous membrane of the glans.

Only to see the man smile in triumph and pull hard in his own direction, pulling her hair so that the large column of flesh could penetrate even deeper into her mouth.

“Take it in again ……… Oh ………”

“Well ……”

Even though it only went in about a third of the way, Masumi’s mouth almost cracked in pain.

The agony of that jaw on the verge of breaking forced tears from the corners of her eyes.

And not only that, but when the top of the brawny umbrella rested against the throat, an unpleasant vomiting sensation frequently arose from the stomach.

(Well …… don’t ah ……)

Despite the strong feelings of repulsion in the mind.

But there was no escape from all this as the hair was pulled.

“This feels so good ……”

The man with the lewd smile on his face began to shake Masumi’s head the way he wanted.

Through the forced thrusting of his rod in her mouth, the Wraith reveled in the sensuality.

The man felt an overwhelming sense of pain, especially when he heard the friction of the meat stick as it moved in and out of the tiny mouth.

“Well …… Well ……”

Just then, Masumi suddenly made a vomiting sound.

That’s because the glans touches the depths of the throat so often.

Finally she couldn’t help the violent feeling of vomiting.

Then, released the meat stick.

“Evil ……”

Due to the pain, Masumi’s mature and beautiful face became even more flushed.

And between the large, clear eyes, teardrops of bucket-sized tears kept flowing down.

“That’s good. Feeling sad?”

The man’s rough hand stroked over her face as if his heart ached.

Clear liquid was already oozing from the horse’s eye from the excitement.

Masumi had to hold that rod and slowly lick it with her tongue.

In front of him was a purple-black glans that looked like it had been fucked many times before.

Then, he took the whole rod into his mouth and sucked on it one bite at a time.

The beautiful college girl was completely naked and kneeling at the man’s feet.

This scene of humiliatingly doing obscene things could simply be described as a slave being in the service of his master.

(I’m already a slave to these men ……) Masumi thought so in her head.

However, she doesn’t have the pain of the average abused person.

On the contrary, far some marvelous joy kept pulsing through her heart.

The man’s glans, swelled even more at Masumi’s touch.

He was seen tilting his head back and exhaling a soothing moan from his mouth.

At that moment, Masumi surrounded the glans with those tiny lips and put it in her mouth.

And not forgetting the constant stimulation with the tip of the tongue.

Masumi’s face was filled with a lustful blush.

The tip of the pink smooth tongue, still constantly licking on the meat stick.

“Ah…… can’t do it!”

Masumi rolled her eyes and let out a sad cry when the man finally exploded.

“Pfft ……”

The cum that shot out like a bullet hit Masumi in the throat.

The small, vermilion lips were still stuffed with sticky cum.

Finally OCR is done. Now some people do not know the meaning of OCR, but OCR in the former erotic literature has a place in the project ah. The so-called OCR is “Optical Character Recognition” abbreviation, meaning “text recognition”, that is, the picture inside the text into the text file. In the Yuan Yuan era, there are even people who specialize in OCR, and the old Dragon Red Book (HGAME novels) are also OCR out.

The reason for the rise and fall of OCR is simple: network traffic and hard disk size.

Back then, the Internet traffic was small, and most of the Internet access relied on the 56K datacom that was not available as long as the phone was turned on, and it was still unknown whether there was 1G of hard disk space. (Back then, when I bought my first computer with a 125MB hard disk, the owner’s instructions were “open PE2 and press the keyboard until you die, but it will not be full”, and my classmates bought their hard disks a year or two earlier, and they even had only 40MB.)

And the scanning version of the novel at least to 40MB or more, compared to this, the size of the plain text file has an absolute advantage (the general dragon into the book of the plain text file about more than a hundred to two hundred K or so). However, with the accelerated speed of the network, hard disk unit to see ‘T’, the difference of a few dozen MB is just a drop in the bucket, of course, there is no need to waste time to engage in more OCR.

Of course …… there are still quite a few counter-intuitively strong people who fight by hand now ……

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Chapter 5: The Beginning of an Outburst Toward Unknown Pleasures

(1) Demented Photography

“What exactly is the reason for …… to pretend I’m a pornographer?”

Kosuke tells Masumi everything that happened from the phone dating asking him to be a pornographer to after that phone call.

For the first time, Masumi felt like she was being betrayed.

Good friend Iri-chan wouldn’t be like this as a rule.

Although her face was full of skepticism, there was also the look of her face being pale and shaking all over.

“Is it going to be cold, should I turn down the air conditioning?”

The pet store clerk called Usami held the air conditioning switch in her hand.

“…… Rihui …… Hardly …… too much!”

Usami turned up the room temperature a bit.

“This is what women’s friendships turn out to be like.” He hummed through his nose as he sat down next to Masumi.

They came to the KTV’s one-question box.

It’s a small room the size of six tatami mats.

After Usami closes the metal door of the pet store, she follows the two men to the park, where Knoto reveals a humiliated Usami and invites Kosuke to a KTV booth on the second floor of the pet store.

Because the boss is yourself, no matter what you do, it’s okay.

He whispered expectantly in Kosuke’s ear.

Once Masumi had finished her humiliation in the park, she put her removed bra back on and straightened her white blouse.

Taking the panties and stockings from Kosuke and putting them on.

Wear back to your normal attire.

At that point her rationality returned and she seemed to be able to understand why Irihime was pranking her.

Then, she also realized that being insulted by two men while reaching the top of the heap was something she could understand.

“But, it’s too fast, Usami-san. Although it’s fun to cum on your face, it’s too rare, you should cum in Masumi’s mouth!”

Kosuke said bitterly.

“It’s not funny, I’m a premature ejaculator, I get more and more aroused when I see someone so beautiful, and I end up getting too excited ……” He looked at Masumi with lustful eyes.

“Anyway, it’s great to be able to tame a woman like that, I’m so envious, it took a lot of time didn’t it, I fucked a lot of women when I was younger but it’s the first time I’ve ever seen a bitch with that much manners.”

“It’s only half a day.”

“Only half a day?”

The man’s mouth opened in disbelief.

So, Kosuke told him what happened from the company’s data room.

“Huh, Masumi has that slave quality.”

“…… slaves.”

Masumi was terrified of such words.

After the afterglow of pleasure wore off, fear and cowardice showed on her face.

Unknowingly, he was taken to a KTV box.

And it’s also a secret room.

It wasn’t just Kosuke, far there was a bald and horny man, you could tell he was a bit older, around forty or so.

“Usami-san isn’t satisfied yet, is he?”

Kosuke said while laughing.

“Yes, Mr. Kosuke is not satisfied yet, right, that’s why I asked you to come here ah. No matter how much you scream here, you won’t be heard, plus, Masumi will only get excited if she’s seen by others, right, you can see it in the secret room, look over there!”

Then he pointed to a corner of the ceiling.

“You can see the security monitor, right, and the young waitress can see Masumi through the TV screen!”

Usami smiled crookedly.

“It’s my first time tuning up a woman, can you teach me?”

Masumi looked at Kosuke with a pale face.

“Please, I could have put up with anything but you, but to be …… by strangers.”

“What patience! Don’t forget you’re a bitch!”

Immediately afterward, when Usami reached out to unbutton Masumi’s blouse.

Masumi quickly pressed down on her blouse button place before Usami’s hand could come over.

“…… Don’t ahhhhh!”

She struggled to resist being invaded by fingers.

“There’s no limit to a woman’s sexuality, you want it, you want it bad, you want to be raped, right?”

“…… please, please, please ……”

Halfway through Masumi’s words, Usami grabbed Masumi’s hand that was covering her breasts and reached right up her thigh in her skirt.

The inside of the petticoat is stuffy． And it seems to be pervaded by the air of lewdness as well.

Masumi’s hand shook involuntarily.

“…… Don’t!”

Masumi was lying on her back, her head still shaking.

Usami began to remove her skirt, though she left her panties and stockings on.

“…… save, save, save me, please!!!”

“No, everyone is watching, monitor according to Makoto Mami’s demented state Oh, or should we call the other room customers to come and play together?”

Kosuke replied coldly, gently letting go of Masumi’s arm.

The skirt was pulled up fifteen centimeters above her knees and her feet spread wide.

Masumi didn’t resist, just bit her lip and did as he pleased.

“That’s right, be honest, that’s good, get your ass up!”

Masumi’s posture hasn’t even changed.

As when she had just taken off her underwear, her other left hand was still covering her left breast.

When the fingers of Usami’s right hand touched Masumi’s lower body, there was a heat that traveled slightly through the fingertips to Masumi’s body.

Suddenly she felt as hot as if she were on fire, and scared at the same time.

“…… No, no, don’t ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ……”

Masumi yelled and put her back against the couch.

Her head tilted back to look at the ceiling, letting Usami play with her.

(2) What it looks like after feathering

(…… You got what you asked for, right? You want to get fucked, right? You want to get raped?)

The other self then said to Masumi as the strange man’s fingertips stroked the insides of her thighs.

(…… butterflies, I’m a butterfly ……)

It popped into my head that I saw butterflies feathering as a child.

Wrapped in layers of ugly shells, the butterfly’s back breaks out of its cocoon, and it slowly spreads its shrunken wings to become a beautiful butterfly.

Scenes like this flashed through my mind as if they were going through the motions.

“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha ……”

Masumi had a premonition of what was about to happen.

Once Usami made a move to touch any part of her body, Masumi faltered.

She braced herself very hard, feeling on the verge of passing out now.

But, she still had to support it anyway.

“Ahhhh …… no, don’t!”

That sweet nectar …… lewdness was flowing uncontrollably.

Though Masumi’s mouth was screaming no all the time.

However, in her heart, she didn’t want Usami to stop moving.

Just about the only thing that made her feel awkward was that the other person was a stranger.

(This kind of thing, it’s really not allowed. But ……)

Masumi tried to keep her wits about her. But her whole body was weak.

“What great flesh …… screams excitement ……”

Usami screamed full of excitement.

“No. ……”

It was just a gentle touch from the other’s hand.

Masumi’s whole body tensed up.

She closed her eyes tightly and gave her body to Usami, allowing him to freely take what he wanted. Usami also closed her eyes tightly, relying on her senses, slowly experiencing Masumi’s delicate body.

Shockingly hot breaths and a racing heartbeat.

My chest was vibrating like a wave drum, and my cheeks were hot.

Sweat also ran all over his body, and the moist garden …….

I could hear the sound of the nectar overflowing like a spring.

There was still some distance, but as the pleasure hit.

Masumi’s stiff body had to remove her original reserve and accept her opponent wholeheartedly.

“Ahhhh …… bite me …… bite my nipple …… ahhhh …… “

Usami pressed her lips together, her nipples aching.

“No, don’t ……”

Masumi didn’t understand why she said no as soon as she opened her mouth.

The shape of her ass was quite beautiful, and now the rounded globes took on a stiff appearance from Usami’s caresses.

Usami kept caressing Masumi’s nipples.

That feeling of electricity flowing through her entire body drove Masumi crazy.

Just being caressed on the nipples was an infinite pleasure, let alone the fact that he didn’t stop attacking Masumi’s nipples for a moment.

“Want, want …… I want you …… want you ……”

Masumi felt that rush from Usami, who was excitedly kissing Masumi’s body.

Moist lips never stopped wandering around.

“Ah ……”

Masumi’s shoulders scrunched up.

A lewd cry also escaped from the snowy throat, and her entire back was involuntarily half thrown back.

As her body jerked, her breasts jiggled like shock waves.

“So sensational?”

“Oh, stop, don’t! Stop …… let go of me …… quick …… don’t, don’t, let go of me …… ahhhhh ……”

Usami’s fingers traveled deeper into the delta.

“Ah ……”

Suddenly the thighs, which had been slack, stiffened and both feet attempted to close.

“You see! It’s so moist …… wow, it’s actually so …… like a flood …… it’s just…so slutty place! ……”

Usami stretched out her index finger, which was covered in lewd water and glistening, and spoke to her.

Masumi felt quite embarrassed, and her body kept wriggling.

At this point, she just wanted to find a hole in the ground….

“What a lovely place, want me to enter it!”

Usami’s fingers forced their way into Masumi’s moist delta.

“Ahhhhhhhhh …… Ahhhhh …… No, no, stop ……”

Masumi’s screams were interspersed with sobs.

The thighs, which had been stiff, slowly loosened up.

Masumi slowly spread her thighs.

The insides of her thighs were smeared with nectar, and the soft, snowy skin covering her garden glistened with moisture.

Masumi took a deep breath and her breasts quivered.

Usami played with Masumi’s secret garden with her fingers at will.

“Well ……”

Masumi just begged and screamed from time to time in a voice that bordered on crying.

Either that or they clenched their lips and didn’t say a word.

It didn’t last long, though, and Masumi couldn’t hold back again.

She opened her mouth and gasped loudly, spitting out moan after moan.

The tiny buds have a pale color, and the pale pink mucous membrane is faintly visible.

The bud of flesh seemed to be standing up through the surrounding foreskin.

“Buzz buzz buzz ……”

While hearing a sound like a tiny mosquito, the mouth of the honey was pressed by a hard object.

(No, no, no, good, good, good ice! Sh, sh, what!!!)

She looked down in panic.

“I told you earlier that I would ejaculate prematurely, but I still know how to make a woman feel good, and this is a kinky tool that several women love to use!” Usami boasted to Kosuke and smiled.

“Uh-oh …… stop, stop, stop ……”

“You have to get this wet just from being watched? What a slut ……”

“Please, don’t use that thing, please …… stop, please!”

Masumi pleaded with Kosuke once again.

However, Kosuke, who was sitting on the sofa, was as bloodthirsty as a hungry beast.

“No, I want to see Masumi’s secret mouth swallow a kinky tool, plus I haven’t used a kinky tool since I’ve known Masumi, and Masumi and I need to learn how to do that, and hear Masumi’s beautiful kinky screams too.”

“…… please, please, please ……”

“No!”

Masumi’s body had lost its thinking and rationality, and was soon to be raging.

Just shaking her body violently in time with the kinky tool.

At the same time, she hissed as she did so.

“Ah …… I’ve …… I ……”

Masumi let out a scream.

The intense shame made her feel lightheaded.

(3) Humiliating lines

Kosuke eyed the lewd juice spilling out of the female pussy.

The kinky tool twitched and twitched against the pint-sized nub.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

Usami whispered in Masumi’s ear, then tickled her neck and earlobes with her lips and tongue, and her palms kept rubbing her ample breasts.

“Well, well ………”

Masumi shook her head desperately, and her breathing began to get messy.

Sweet ripples appeared on the body involuntarily, spreading throughout the body.

Usami’s movements seemed rough, but they weren’t.

He rubbed the sensitive bands of his breasts very delicately, not playing with the nipples with his fingers.

The whole breast soon swells and hardens, and the nipple protrudes from engorgement.

The lower half of her body also trembled incessantly from the masturbator, and a paralyzing sweetness ensued.

Usami twisted and pinched at the erect nipples.

The nipples produce an intense tickling sensation that moves up to the uterus.

Masumi began to gasp and her body trembled like a spasm.

“Oh…I can see the pubic hair ……”

“Don’t ……”

Masumi desperately wiggled her ass from the intense feeling of humiliation.

There is a strong current that tickles the uterus.

“Ah ……”

Masumi felt panicked and desperately bent her body.

“Look!”

“No, don’t!”

Masumi shook her head violently.

At this point, the lead from the honey pot’s mouth extending out of the obscene device turned into a very thin band, and it also went deep into the flesh slit, exposing pubic hairs from both sides.

“Behold…behold ……”

Usami still had the elasticity to pull the lead upwards.

“Ah …… don’t …… ah ………”

The lead, which became a ribbon, began to come in and out at length, rubbing against the flesh.

This caused Masumi to involuntarily wiggle her buttocks lewdly to Usami’s rhythm.

“You said no, but it’s already so wet.”

Usami whispered lewdly in Masumi’s ear, and Masumi just shook her head.

The kinky tool also made a buzzing sound as he rubbed his fingers over the honeydew.

Masumi couldn’t help but wiggle her ass to show her lower body’s distress.

“Ah ……”

Masumi sucked in a breath.

But just for a moment, pleasure did well up.

The lower half of his body shivered like a bad cold.

“Yo …… such a tight, but also to the inside to attract …… seems to be very hungry and thirsty which.”

Usami uttered revealing words as her fingers began to knead the nub.

The fingertips rubbed over the top of the clitoris, the fingertips touching the little nub.

Masumi could no longer keep quiet and let out a hum of excitement.

Matching the movement of Usami’s fingers, she wiggled her ass lewdly.

By this point, she simply could no longer restrain her burning lust.

“Can’t take it anymore?”

“No …… ah ………”

“You keep saying no, why are you wiggling your ass like that? It’s a sign that you want to keep my slut inside for a little while longer.”

“No …… no …… ah ………”

Why does this man play with women on one side like this and say such lewd things …….

Masumi couldn’t bring herself to stay calm despite her revulsion.

“Your body is already honest, only your words aren’t.”

In a state where breathing felt difficult, Masumi’s body shuddered at the sight of Usami’s penis exposed by removing her underwear.

A momentary illusion of a snake raising its head.

I’d say it was thick, rather than appearing to be a hard cock sticking upwards.

Expanded glans with a reddish-black sheen.

If something like that stuck in and pumped and stirred inside …….

Just the thought of it made her womb feel hot, and her body began to tremble again.

“It’s better to say you feel rare than to say you want this thing.”

As if reading Masumi’s mind, Usami teased her.

“Don’t you be ridiculous ………”

Her face was still turned to the side, but Masumi still felt wretched.

“There is no need to be polite here. You just come clean and say ‘please let your cock in’.”

“………”

Masumi could hardly believe what he was saying, even as a joke it was too much.

“Can’t you say it? Then just follow the colorful insertion of the kinky tool!”

“Ah, I said …… please, please stick the meat into …… the big, thick, long cock …… into Masumi’s secret mouth, ahhhhhhh ………”

The kinky tool in the secret pot quivered, making Masumi uncomfortable.

After saying such despicable words with a red face, Masumi felt like she had been knocked into the eighteen layers of hell.

(4) Tube X2

Usami finally withdrew her lustful tool from inside the wet secret pot.

“This is better than a finger, right?”

When Usami said that, Masumi nodded.

After he asked, he wanted to just stick his meat in.

“Uh-uh-uh-uh ……”

Masumi couldn’t stop panting.

The sweet purr rang in Usami’s ears.

The pussy chirped and sucked on the rod.

Usami pumped slowly.

Although the flesh was tight, it was very moist inside.

With the lubrication of the nectar, the whole rod plunged to the bottom.

One more thrust of the waist, one more thrust.

With constant repetition, the soft flesh slowly became accustomed to the pumping of the rod.

It would be a shame to end it too soon.

Usami thrust her own rod while holding her back.

He also ran his hand over the secret crack finger playfully.

“Hee ee, ha, ha ah ah ah ah!”

Usami noticed Masumi moaning loudly.

The rocking of her waist grew faster and faster, kissing her from her lips.

Pumping and kissing at the same time.

Masumi’s tongue immediately followed the response, wriggling like a mollusk.

Usami reached out and gently kneaded Masumi’s breasts.

Fingers could feel the soft yet elastic lump of flesh.

The breasts wrapped themselves around the finger without resistance, but then immediately sprang back like a rubber band.

The pale pink nipples became pointed and perky.

But Usami wasn’t satisfied with that, and he stopped to kiss her on the lips.

Moving towards Masumi’s breasts, and then, hard on her nipples.

“Uh-ah!”

A soft gasp escaped Masumi’s mouth.

Her slender, curvy body, her ample breasts swelled.

The pumping became smoother and smoother as both of their lower bodies adjusted.

Without realizing it the pumping became faster and faster.

Masumi’s hips make a snapping sound.

The gasps became louder and louder.

“So good, so good …… haaaaah!”

The hot and moist flesh hole seemed to tighten around the rod.

The pleasure can only be described as wanting to cry.

“Ah, that’s a college girl’s pussy!”

Usami pushed deeper and deeper regardless.

“Ah ……… don’t ………”

It’s just no use crying and screaming, the bond is getting deeper and deeper.

Masumi opened her red lips, revealing her white teeth and kept moaning.

“Ah …… ah …… fantastic!”

Indeed after combining, Usami thrusts wildly.

Each time it feels like a breakthrough to the fountain.

With his meaty hole tightening around him, he could feel his rod swelling more and more as well.

“Good ……… can’t stand good.”

That kind of wrap is better than nothing.

Being still a little out of practice, the level of clenching caused pain for Usami.

Luckily, I just ejaculated once, otherwise it would have exploded already ……

Usami thought this in her mind, her meat stick still pumping.

“How’s that for comfort.”

Piston movement begins to unfold while stroking the breasts.

“Ah ………… don’t ………… “

Masumi shakes his head desperately, trying to move his body upwards to escape.

But, Usami held her ass hard and pulled back.

“Ah ……”

When pulled back, the penetration was deeper and the bond tighter.

“This way!”

“Ah …………”

Masumi finally made a joyful sound.

Once this is over, there is no stopping it.

Masumi wiggled her ass lewdly, making a succession of wavy noises.

“……… Ah ……… such …… …”

“Is my cock ……… good ………”

“Good …… great ……”

Masumi said out lewdly.

And at the same time the realization that this was her destiny as it should be.

“Ah ………… I’m so happy, your meat hole is the best.”

The pair rubbed pubic hair against pubic hair, flesh against flesh.

Two people greedily enjoying forbidden pleasures.

“Also ……… force …………”

“Yes!”

Sweat dripped from Usami’s forehead as she violated Masumi’s flesh with all her might.

The glans touches the uterus and there is the sensation that it does touch.

“Ah ………… ah ………… “

“Is it here? Just thrust hard here, right?”

“Well ……”

Masumi shook her head desperately, hovering in an intoxicated orgasm.

“You’re my woman now.”

“Ah …………”

The flesh in Masumi’s hole began to tighten.

“…………”

Masumi seemed to have no support left and her head hung back.

Her entire body was covered in sweat and her body spasmed slightly.

That’s when Usami even took advantage of the opportunity, lifting Masumi’s snow-white thighs high in the air and thrusting hard.

“Ah …… well ……”

Masumi couldn’t help but let out a succession of screams.

“It’s not working ………”

The fiery semen fired out deep in their flesh holes and swept the pair into an orgasm of pleasure.

After a full body spasm, Masumi’s vaginal walls contracted tightly.

She had an orgasm.

At the same time, Usami ejaculated.

(5) American Beast Women’s College

Kosuke started rubbing Masumi’s anus.

“Don’t …… give me a break ……”

Ever since the intrusion by Usami’s domination, Kosuke could only watch from the sidelines.

And he didn’t want the other guy to know about being able to use that place.

Kosuke’s hand was covered with Masumi’s nectar. Apply them to the anus and the inside of the anus.

“Don’t …… don’t …… not here that ………”

As he picked up Masumi’s upper body, Usami said:

“Won’t you let her rest a little? Women can get exhausted ……”

Usami, who had already vented her heart out a while ago, said with a carefree expression.

“It’s okay, I just couldn’t resist.”

Kosuke purposely showed Usami the part where the two were joined.

He touched the tip of his cock to Masumi’s anus.

“Woo ……”

“You be good. ……”

He leaned in tighter and strengthened his back.

“Ah …… pain ……”

Since she had only just attacked, it was still very hard for her anus to accommodate Kosuke’s thick glans.

Masumi took a big breath though.

But in the end, the pain was too much to keep from screaming.

“Ahh …… it’s going to crack …… oooh ……”

All she could feel was her sphincter aching and she couldn’t help but scream.

“To crack? What the hell is going on?”

Usami began to peer in.

“Hey …… are you inserting it inside your ass?”

Seeing Kosuke’s glans half-buried in Masumi’s asshole, Usami exclaimed loudly in surprise.

“Can this woman do it with her ass too?”

“No …… not …… not okay ……”

Masumi said as she cried loudly.

“Woo …… woo ……”

Kosuke buried his whole cock in it.

“Ahh …… so painful ……”

“How many times has this been done, anyway?”

“…… first ……”

“You’re lying! I can’t believe it was that good the first time I did it.”

“Enjoy yourself, I want her side ……”

Kosuke prodded the hesitant Usami.

“Woo …… woo ……”

Masumi collapsed between Usami’s strands and moaned.

She wanted to run away, but she was pinned down by Usami who wouldn’t let go.

“Oooh …… that hurts …… ah ……”

Masumi’s body would always rock back and forth vigorously every time Kosuke’s root went in and out.

“How about it? Rubbing your little face on my baby while someone insults your asshole is the best treat ever …… Let me rub your tits and get a taste of a wonderful orgasm sooner rather than later ……”

Although he was forced to do so, Kosuke still hated seeing Masumi’s face and nose buried between Usami’s legs.

(That’s a pussy that belongs only to me, and it’s unforgivable that you’re rubbing your cheeks there after that abomination violated my thing.)

“Ah …… ah …… you give me a break ……”

The white, rounded ass wriggled as if telling of the pain.

With wide, watery eyes, she begged Kosuke to let him off the hook.

“You’re an asshole, and I’m the one who penetrated it.”

Kosuke attacked more forcefully.

“Well …… I know ……”

“I am the owner of Masumi’s pussy and asshole!”

“…… is yours ……”

Kosuke always made Masumi scream in pain with each stronger thrust.

“I …… have …… don’t go on …… anymore.”

Masumi let Usami rub her breasts while she sniffed the scent of his strands.

At the same time, while being penetrated by Kosuke’s asshole.

There was an itchy and painful and tingly sensation that flooded her entire body.

“Come on …… ah …… nasty ……”

It’s like pushing your uterus up against it. That fuzzy feeling.

It began to make Masumi’s flesh as anxious as fire, as if it was going to be dissolved.

“You can feel it, can’t you? Just a little more.”

Usami rubbed Masumi’s breasts.

While seeing the trembling Masumi, she compelled Kosuke.

“Well …… ass seems to taste good! You’re kinda good at that.”

Kosuke thought he could master Masumi’s flesh very well. He attacked her harder.

“Ah …… already …… don’t …… body is starting to feel different… . ah …… don’t ……”

“Coming out?”

“Butt …… butt feels weird there ……”

Kosuke thrust his cock deep, swinging his waist like he was writing.

“Woo …… woo ……”

Masumi’s womb seemed to be pinched forcefully and there was an unbelievable pleasure in her anus.

“I can’t …… I’m going to rush to the pole …… Well …… it’s coming out …… “

Masumi nibbled on the edges of Usami’s pants and moaned incessantly, her ass still shaking and quivering violently.

Making love with her ass was the first time Masumi had ever tasted pleasure.

Kosuke soon ejaculated as well.

Chapter 6: The Setting of a Nightmare – The Abortion Program for Female College Students

(1) The set is stripped down…

“Can I have this woman. I’ll pay any amount.”

“How can I let you have it, there are very few women like that left!”

“…… Right. So, let me fuck her okay, just once, please. I can’t help it anymore!”

Usami’s rod was being stroked back and forth still pleading.

“Don’t, don’t you just go and get one yourself.”

“It’s not like it’s so easy to find such a nice woman!”

Usami looked at Masumi with bloodshot eyes.

“There are dog slaves oh, though a bit grumpy ……”

Kosuke said with a smirk as he pulled his cell phone out of his suit pocket.

He gave it to Masumi, whose breathing was disturbed, and whispered to her.

Masumi’s face tightened for a moment, but she nodded and picked up the phone and dialed the number.

“Is it so decided that you’re going to get your conditioning props from home?”

Usami put her long pants back on and smiled as she walked out of the room.

“Help! Irihime! Please!”

Masumi started screaming loudly into her cell phone.

“What, what, what’s wrong?”

“I was raped by the leader of the group. He took me to a KTV box! Please help me! Please! In the KTV box called ‘BOX’ in Kasumachi, Minato-ku!”

She hung up the phone out of nowhere.

“Very realistic acting. Will Rie really come to the rescue of her friend?”

Kosuke chuckled as he spoke.

“It’s bound to come. Oh, if she hears I’ve been raped, I’m sure she’ll come in a hurry. If she doesn’t come. We’ll just go straight to Rie’s apartment and attack her, won’t we?”

Masumi said simply.

Kosuke was surprised at how she had changed her original innocence in just one day.

“I met Rie and I at the entrance ceremony for my first year of high school and we’re best friends. We were supposed to come to Tokyo together when we graduated from high school, but because my parents were against it, I had to go to a local junior college. Rie came to Tokyo before me to become a beautician. We both had dreams, I wanted to be an interior designer and Ie-chan wanted to be a cosmetologist ……, but Ie-chan dropped out of cosmetology school after only one year, you idiot ……. But, even if I give up my dream, Iee is still Iee, still my most important friend …… but yet …… but she ……”

Masumi didn’t go any further.

She held back the tears letting them well up in her eye frames.

“I will never forgive her, never forgive her, I thought she was my best friend. But instead …… I will never forgive her!”

I don’t know if it was remorse or holding back tears, Masumi gritted her teeth.

(She’s changed, and the feelings of the woman hidden in Masumi’s heart are revealed. No, it’s not just Masumi. I’ve also changed, and I’m showing my manly nature at home and at work.)

The door was opened and Usami appeared in the doorway with a sheep rope.

“Even if you will prematurely ejaculate, you know how to play oh, this woman called Irihime is going to become my pet, then, it would be strange not to quickly become a woman who asks for help right, hurry up and take it off.”

“Use the tied ……”

“Nasty? ……”

“…… is scary.”

Masumi recited as she took off her jacket and then her white coat.

“Rie is very precocious, Rie is very beautiful and had a boyfriend in her freshman year of high school. Though she dyed her hair after arriving in Tokyo, she was even more beautiful without makeup. ……”

“It’s already erect isn’t it?”

Kosuke stroked her nipples.

“…… Hahum ……”

Just the excitement of that was all it took, and Masumi gasped out loud.

She stripped down to the last of her remaining garments and slipped the red collar over her arm.

“Not like this, not like a bitch!”

With that said, Kosuke took the cotton rope from Usami’s hand.

He spread the sheer rope hard enough to make a snapping hissing sound.

“Arms behind your back!”

Masumi put her hands behind her back as ordered.

That sheer rope was looped twice around the wrist and then wrapped around to at the breasts.

Next, go back around the wrist and tie the entire breast tightly.

“Pain is the root of pleasure!”

The sheer rope that wrapped around the underside of the collarbone wasn’t tight, though.

But the sheer rope wrapped around the underside of the breasts was as deep as if it had been rolled in cooked fat.

Soon enough red traces had floated up.

The breasts that were bound up and down by the rope were swollen as if they were about to be cut off.

With her hands tied behind her back, her breasts protruded to better emphasize their fullness.

The erect nipples protruded even more like wheels slightly raised.

Kosuke flicked and flicked his fingers over the pink nipples.

“ah goo ……”

“No, don’t, don’t play like that ……”

Masumi, whose upper body’s freedom was taken away, shook her body.

“Play? So it’s better to do nothing?”

“…… You’re bad!”

Kosuke lifted one leg up and bent it, violently invading between Masumi’s legs, following it up and rubbing his thigh against the depths of Masumi’s thigh.

When the breasts were first tied… It was like a cryptogamous plant that couldn’t be exposed to sunlight, and the white skin began to be slightly colored with a reddish hue.

The way the rope was tied around the ample breasts, it looked sensational.

The feeling of tying a woman up. It looks more exciting than imagined.

The breasts jiggled around like they were seducing Kosuke.

Kosuke slapped her ass and ordered her.

Masumi obediently bucked her ass, her entire lower body just exposed.

“Want it, spread your feet for me to see, let me touch oh!”

“Yes, yes!”

She opened her feet and stood up on her knees, slowly.

“Open up, it’s already wet!”

The labia majora also opened as if breathing.

Then, it was as if the coy honeyed mouth was also wet.

Even that tiny honey mouth opened and closed like a mollusk.

“…… really seems like a woman!”

“Haaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Masumi’s breathing slowed even as she held back.

“…… It’s so weird …… it’s getting hot!”

Every time she spoke it even moved to the point that her labia majora followed suit.

“…… I want it and I want it now ……”

“For the sake of feeding Rie, I can’t stick it in you right now. Until your friend comes, that’s fine?”

Kosuke took out the pink kinky tool from the paper bag, he first moistened the kinky tool, which was the size of a quail’s egg, with saliva, and then, pressed it against the opening of his honey.

“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww”

With just this kind of stimulation, Masumi’s open thighs trembled.

The wet honey mouth spasmed and engulfed the pink kinky tool.

“ah goo ……”

Breasts swollen from being tightly bound stood out.

Masumi began to pant.

There is a remote control line sticking out from the honey mouth.

Kosuke turned the power on and the beeping vibration started to act up.

“Ha ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ……”

Unlike the long type of kinky tool, the pink kinky tool that vibrates in the honey pot.

Its vibration frequency was relatively stable, and the constant stream of pleasure mesmerized Masumi.

“It seems to be very enjoyable, do we still have to wait for the bitches to come, the store is closed and the waitresses are all off duty. The next step is to start the feast of lust!”

While swallowing her saliva and looking at Masumi Usami, she placed the large paper bag on the couch and walked out of the room.

(2) Shared slaves

(…What a nice woman isn’t she? She’s my type. I can’t stand the idea of turning such a stubborn woman into an obedient bitch. I can’t take it anymore. …… One by one, slowly!)

Usami bowed her head at the KTV’s service counter, gulping as she ogled Rie’s face.

I don’t know if the slightly tanned face is from going to the salon and tanning, or if I’m wearing coffee-colored sunscreen.

Short, teased blonde hair with thinly shaved eyebrows.

Blue eyeshadow with long false eyelashes glued on.

A face with a little too much makeup on it.

However, the face underneath the heavy makeup was only twenty years old, and you could still tell that she was a young girl from the countryside underneath.

“This way, please.”

She was led down the access road, the short skirt on her thighs up to the flesh of her buttocks as if she could be licked and kissed through it.

It’s a bit of a hard-on for the hips, though, and it’s kind of ripe.

The curves of her body looked kinda slim for a body type.

(…… really weird ……)

The center-fleshed, center-backed Usami followed her.

Irihime felt uneasy as she walked towards the karaoke box.

The feeling of disgust as her fiery body felt the sight of Usami caused goosebumps to form on Irihime’s body.

Although there was a telling to go to the box where the middle-aged male and young woman were.

The clerk, with his bald head, quietly led her to the booth.

Even if she looked at the other boxes as she walked down the aisle, there were no other customers.

Plus, there was only the sight of this male waiter.

The waiter walked to the door of the box and saluted before picking up his pace and walking back to the passageway.

“Yippee!”

Just as she looked into the room through the glass window of the door piece, she couldn’t help but let out a small yelp.

“…… Makoto, Makoto, Makoto Sumi!”

She saw Masumi on the couch.

Breasts twisted and turned as they were bound tightly up and down the sheer rope.

She hurried in to take a look and stopped again.

Masumi’s entire body was flushed as if she had been drinking.

Then, her naked body glistened as if it had been coated with oil.

His whole body was dripping buckets of sweat, and he kept rubbing his feet together.

He also kept twisting his waist from side to side, and sometimes he raised his waist and bobbed up and down.

Moreover, the breasts that were tied tightly and swelled up, also wiggled and twisted the upper body while shaking, as if they were being caressed by a transparent person’s appearance, and one kept moaning and twisting her body.

“ohhOh…Oh…ohh A…….”

She kept letting out gasps and drooling from her half-open lips.

“True, True, True Sumi ……”

Rie opened the door to her room and rushed over to the couch, shaking Masumi’s shoulder.

Masumi said in a quivering voice as she opened her vacant eyes.

“…… Ri, Ri, Rie you’re here ……”

“What, what, what’s wrong! That guy’s a pornographer!”

“Oh…Oh… …… so good ……”

“Makoto, Makoto Sumi, pull yourself together. Even if it’s an aphrodisiac ……”

Rie’s words cut off in mid-sentence, and she heard a buzzing mechanical sound in her ears.

Then, she found a switch under the twisted foot that was connected to the remote control.

She looked up between her rubbing thighs in a wary manner.

The black lead extends from the female part of the cunt.

“How, how, how did this happen!”

Irihime gripped the switch box and tried to pull it out with all her might.

But, before it reaches its peak of excitement.

The honey pot firmly engulfed the kinky tool, not easily pulling it out.

“Masumi open your feet!”

Irihime bends her straightened feet, then opens them in a V-shape.

She grasped the lead in the female cunt with her fingers.

And the lewd juice attached to her thighs dripped onto the black sofa.

“No, no, don’t pull it out. I’m going to give out!”

Masumi sensed Irihime’s movements and closed her thighs tightly to tell Irihime.

“You, you, what are you talking about, something so outrageous ……”

As she grabbed the fuse with her hand, she heard voices talking behind her.

“I’ve already told you no, she’ll let go naturally when she comes.”

She couldn’t help but jerk her head back to see the two men, the pornographer and the waiter, blocking the doorway with a sardonic smile floating at the corners of their mouths.

“Friendship is still its precious!”

Irihime sucked in a breath as they both were completely naked, their already erect two dark rods pulsing in gusts.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Irihime screamed and fell to the floor and passed out.

“Coming over here in a man-teasing dress so short that the butt flesh is visible isn’t it?”

Usami’s fingers pulled up the skirt that covered half of her ass flesh.

“It’s really white, this woman named Irihime ……. Fair skinned women with sheep rope outfits go best together don’t they?”

Usami finally spoke.

The stifling feminine scent filled the room, the smell of both women’s sweat and makeup irritating the nostrils.

He peeked at Masumi’s face with a sideways glance.

It had been more than thirty minutes since the kinky device had been inserted into the honey pot.

Drunk with shallow, long pleasure.

He felt Masumi’s expression suddenly change into that of an adult as Masumi took off her innocent mask and replaced it with the face of a mature woman.

In its place was Rie, who had lost her mind and was wearing heavy make-up, so maybe the self underneath that face was to hide the face of a young girl coming out of the countryside.

(3) Red and blue collars

“Well goo goo goo goo ……”

Irihime, who woke up, made a sound as if she was having trouble breathing, and although she tried to wriggle her body it was a pointless resistance.

Rie kept flopping around on the couch.

The ankles of his tanned coffee-colored feet were cuffed with black leather shackles, and that anklet had a glittering chain tied behind his neck.

“…… getting that hard, sure is a bitch!”

He wrapped his breasts in his palms, tugging on the nipples with his index and middle fingers as he did so, causing them to slowly harden and become erect.

“Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh …… no, no, no ……”

It was still a far cry from the response of pleasure, and she grunted in resistance.

She didn’t have a nipple erection thing from excitement, there was just a reaction of fear and shame.

Usami’s rod was already erect as she looked at Rie’s tightly bound naked body.

Kosuke, on the other hand, looks at Masumi’s expression and gets aroused.

Makoto Sumi’s cheeks had a little pink flush breathing promiscuously.

Not even a single finger touched Masumi, but sweat glistening with a golden color oozed from her cheeks and forehead.

“Rie, you told me, didn’t you. Want to have a threesome.” Masumi said as she opened her dazed eyes with labored breathing.

“Masumi! I lied to you. I lied to you! I lied about having sex with several people!” Rie screamed.

“…… lied to me? What’s going on?”

“I haven’t dated a man at all since I came to Tokyo. I haven’t had a boyfriend in the past two years …… but I couldn’t say it when Masumi came to Tokyo. I’m just talking to you because I can’t say that I’m lonely alone in Tokyo ……” Rie’s tears fell from the corners of her eyes in a straight line.

“That kind of thing doesn’t matter …… you want it, right, man ah? Hey, that’s a pretty hopeless idea, right? The two twenty year old girls with such mature bodies don’t have a man in …… I felt it in the tram, that feeling is great, the feeling of being touched by a pornographer is the best. We are here oh, the man with the best meat stick is here oh!”

Usami listened to Masumi while holding a different, blue colored collar in her hand than Masumi.

“What are you, what are you, what are you going to do!”

“Become a bitch like Masumi, a bitch in heat, a lewd pet!”

Rie, whose entire body was bundled up, her face shook from side to side in agitation.

Usami put a blue collar around her neck.

“What a ride, Rie is such a cute bitch ……”

She looked at Masumi with an enraptured Omote Kiyoshi look on her face.

The vibrations of the obscene device kept ringing out from between her rubbing thighs.

(4) Magic Smile

“Come and look at it, it’s trembling and spasming as if it were breathing!”

Kosuke looked at Masumi’s girl pussy as he blatantly told Rie.

Kinky juice oozed from the lead of the switch to the labia majora.

“…I can’t orgasm with just a pink slut, stick it in, please, stick it in!” Masumi begged as she gasped for breath.

Kosuke grabbed the fuse and pulled hard.

“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww”

Wet by the obscene juice, the obscene tool was not easy to pull out in the spasmodic and tight honey mouth, he gave another hard pull, attached to the obscene juice of the obscene tool fell down.

“…… Stick it in, please ……”

Kosuke slid back and forth with his hand holding the lewdly oozing rod.

“I’m going to make you feel good, make you feel good several times!”

When Masumi finished speaking, she cupped the object in her handcuffed hands, took it in her mouth in a self-indulgent manner, and began teasing it with her tongue.

After sucking it with her mouth or licking it with her tongue, when she felt her penis more majestically erect, Masumi would also be so excited that she would make herself more joyful there.

She shifted her eyes to the spit-stained and moistly glistening rod.

Following that, she finally stretched out her snow-white slender fingers and gripped Kosuke’s engorged sex organ, and her white hand began to move up and down, rubbing it gently.

In that instant, Kosuke felt a strong wave of pleasure that all at once rose up from his lower abdomen.

The meaty rod pulsed in the palm of his hand, pounding against the white jade hand.

Masumi’s face was a little hot, and her smooth cheeks were flushed with a beautiful blush.

I have lost count of the number of times my vagina has been penetrated and climaxed by this male cannon.

And as a result, her mind was mixed with contradictions of resistance and obscenity.

Kosuke’s glans, swelled even more at Masumi’s touch.

Misplaced emotions flashed from her eyes before she closed her eyes and licked them there.

One side pressed hard with his tongue while licking around the perimeter of the glans.

Not even forgetting to gently lick up and down along the flesh behind it.

“…Masumi …… what’s wrong with you, stop it, don’t do that again!” Rie let out a sad and angry voice from her yoke.

“It’s completely wet. Your body wants it, doesn’t it?”

Usami undid the gag yoke tied behind Rie’s head, and the plastic ball that had been pressed into her mouth fell out all at once.

At the same time, the saliva that had accumulated for a long time also overflowed.

From the corner of the mouth at one end, it began to drip like a trickle onto the breast.

“Haaa-haah-haah-……”

Irihime couldn’t speak, she just kept gasping for air.

Usami stroked the exposed labia majora with her index finger.

“Hahnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ……”

Rie didn’t make a sound of resistance, just kept moaning.

From between the small, straightened noses, an unbearable gasp escaped.

The double petals had been parted to the limit, and the petals decorated with pubic hair were in full bloom, and the wet, moist hole that emitted a pink sheen was still visible.

Even without being touched by a man, just by having her lower body exposed to the vile sight, Irihime, who was already fully aroused, already had her honey mouth wet to the touch.

“Give it to me, please, give me the hard rod and stick it inside Masumi! Push it hard to the end, ohhhhhhhhhhh ……”

“Ahhhh, just stick it in like you said, to the hilt!”

Kosuke said that while looking at what Usami was holding in her hand, and a devilish smile appeared on his face.

(5) Pornographers and the results of internalized visual rape

Something hard and straight stabbed in.

“No, no, no Oh…Oh…!!!”

She had expected something warm.

Masumi spasmed while realizing that what came in was not a meat stick, but a cold object, and Masumi opened her eyes and screamed.

“Don’t ohh A.!!!”

Inserted into one’s female jugs are kinky devices.

Moreover, it was not the lewd tool that had just led him to the kingdom of heaven, but a thick lewd tool that was about fifty centimeters long, with a stretchy skin color, made of silicone, and felt different at a glance.

Kinky devices with double-ended tubes are for homosexuals.

Around the imitation glans bends back and forth.

And there was a large plum-like tumor in the center.

That tumor has the ability to vibrate.

When she saw such unusual kinky equipment.

All the incandescent feelings that had been kindled were cooled down at once.

and the fear she felt the first time she was groped by a sex-crazed maniac came rushing back.

“No, please, stop!”

“Two women who are lonely without a man. Don’t you have any homosexual tendencies?”

“…… No, no such thing!”

Masumi closed her eyes and let out a gasp as she arched her body.

(…… can’t tell anyone, even when there’s only two of us, I’ll never tell anyone because that was once when I was a kid …… ah ah ah ah ……)

That one was something she did unintentionally when she visited Irihime’s house during the summer of her senior year of high school.

(…… Suddenly do not speak each other look at each other, Irihime’s delicate fingers to my chin, and then, she kissed me, the object of my first kiss is Irihime, but I do not have a homosexual tendency, but just natural kiss. Irihime’s tongue intertwined with mine. The whole body paralyzed …… just like that, but it was deeply engraved in my own memory. I haven’t had any since then, and Iri-chan has never mentioned it …… Dreams, that must be a dream. It may also be their own delusion is not necessarily …… right, is what they want, because like Li Hui ……)

“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww”

The body feels as if it’s going to split open with the pleasure of having a lustful tool inserted into the honey pot.

It doesn’t have that warm sensation like a meat stick though.

However, there are waves of joy that are different from those of the past.

“Choke!!!”

The glans plunged further inside and the honey pot filled with satisfaction.

Gradually the rationality was destroyed, and she was afraid that she would have pleasure again so soon.

“Then, get ready. It’s Rie’s turn next.”

After Kosuke inserted one side of the double-ended kinky tool, he held the other end and moved it in the direction of Irihime.

Rie was ripped over to sit across from Masumi.

“…… Hard, hard, hard to …… you want us to do this kind of thing …… please, please, please, don’t, stop ah …… “Masumi’s lips trembled and trembled as she was engulfed by the waves of pleasure that slowly swept over her.

“I have heard of lesbians, I just haven’t seen them. I’ve heard that watching a lesbian have sex can be dozens of times more pleasurable for the male.” With that said Kosuke spread his thighs against sitting Rie’s.

“Don’t! Please! Don’t!!!” Masumi screamed loudly as she saw Irihime’s girl pussy.

Irihime’s completely exposed pubic area, the large labia that were drowning in pleasure were opened up so that the salmon-red soft flesh could be seen.

The secret opening glistened as if it were coated in oil, and the secret hairs were wet with lewd juices.

At that moment Masumi stared wide-eyed at Irihime’s lustful appearance.

Irihime, who was forced to take a lewd position, breathed in an uncontrollable rush.

Her thighs were forced open, and the pubic na that encased her fat pussy was fully exposed.

“Masumi I’m sorry that I used you as bait for a sex maniac…I was envious when I saw Masumi …… You came to Tokyo with a dream, didn’t you. Two years ago, I had a dream of becoming a beautician, too. But after my dream was shattered, I was so miserable… I was stupid and had no dreams… That’s why I played a prank to get back at you… …I’m sorry, Masumi.”

She said softly and comfortingly to Irihime.

“No, me too …… I’m so sorry it’s come to this, Iri-chan ……” Masumi replied tearfully as she shook her bound body.

Instead, Kosuke’s face was a devilish smile.

“Ugh, ahh, stop crying. If it’s that good, it’s only good to love each other!”

Irihime’s eyes looked at the thrusting kinky tool.

“Don’t, don’t, don’t look …… Rie. Don’t look at me so embarrassed ……” Masumi’s thighs trembled from embarrassment.

Even the pubic hair, which was thinner than Irihime’s, trembled, and the tremors of the muscles reached the honey pot, and the lustful tool shook as well.

“No, don’t look …… you don’t look ……”

Every time Masumi cried out, the muscles of the honey pot tightened up and the rod of the male root model throbbed.

Irihime didn’t say anything, looking at the model meat stick, her eyes didn’t look shocked, but a complicated expression of abandonment.

Kosuke went around to Irihime’s back and picked her up, holding Irihime’s feet high in a defenseless position as if he were holding a small child in a peeing position.

Rie didn’t resist and leaned her body against Kosuke.

She was just staring at the simulated meat stick with her eyes.

Kosuke pressed Rie’s feet onto Masumi’s feet so that they were sitting face to face.

The two pussies, completely exposed, were less than twenty centimeters apart.

Kosuke pushed Irihime’s waist forward even more.

“No, don’t, stop!!!”

Masumi had a premonition of embarrassment and shouted.

The masturbator pulsed every time she yelled.

“Awww!!!”

Irihime let out a small moan.

The tip of the kinky tool gently pressed against Irihime’s female pussy.

“No, no, no way! Masumi! Don’t move!!!”

The bent up kinky tool stroked upwards under Irihime’s secret opening.

“I’m not moving, I’m not moving, but ……”

She was shaking her body out of fear and nervousness, and the kinky tool couldn’t do what it was meant to do without shaking.

“No way, Masumi! You don’t move! Awwwwwwwww—” Rie started to let out a sweet moan.

“Look at you, you’re making your beloved Rie sad… Masumi is such a bad boy, making his girlfriend sad!”

When Kosuke finished saying that, he held the obscene tool and shook it up and down.

The glans stroked back and forth across Irihime’s honeyed mouth.

“Don’t! Don’t ……” Irihime shook her head excitedly.

“Awww ……” Masumi began to moan as well.

The obscene tool that was being rocked from side to side kept tickling the honey pot.

(No, no, absolutely can’t have feelings ……) Masumi said to herself as she busily bit her lips.

There was a slight heat deep in the honey pot that should have woken up.

But originally it was just inserted by a foreign object.

The kinky tool was also warmed by the body heat and felt like a real meat stick.

There was a numbing thrill through his body as he swayed from side to side.

She opened her lower lip that was on the verge of bleeding from all the force she had put into it with her front teeth.

Relax the stiff muscles that accompany fear throughout your body.

Difficulty breathing …… Breathing only through the nose, but the nose is stuffed up.

So, she opened her mouth.

“Ahhhhhhh ……”

Masumi exhaled once after taking a deep breath.

But the lips that had opened would never close again.

“Ahhhhhhh ……”

Although the tightness in his muscles had lifted, it was replaced by a quivering throat.

“Welp!!!”

She stopped breathing.

Kosuke was shaking the kinky tool up and down with increased force.

The kinky tool pressed hard against the fleshy walls of the honey pot.

She realized that the lewd juices just seemed to be coming out in spurts.

Kosuke unknowingly stimulated on her orgasmic belt.

“AHHH!!!” This time it was Rie who yelled.

The glans of the lowered kinky tool was pressed against the honey mouth, and half of the glans had gone into the honey pot.

“YELP!!!” Then Masumi moaned.

The slightly pulled out kinky tool pushed against the wall of flesh.

Kosuke pushed the drawn length against Irihime’s honeyed mouth.

“ah goo goo goo goo!!!”

Irihime let out a shrill cry.

Kosuke walked behind Irihime and lifted her hips and pressed them forward.

“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!”

Both girls called out at the same time.

“No, no way!!!”

“No!!!”

Both of them craned their slender necks at the same time.

“Well, let’s see how the friendship ends!”

Kosuke walked over to the bed and sat down.

He looked with bloodshot eyes at the two female cunts, which were connected as if there was still room for the kinky tool, about five centimeters from the tumor in the middle.

The pink silicone masturbator could be seen.

Although the double-headed glans was completely sunk in, it hadn’t yet reached the mouth of the womb in the honey pot.

“Ri, Ri, Rie, right, sorry ……”

“It doesn’t matter, I’m the one who’s wrong, and I’m sorry to you too …… Masumi ……”

The two just tilted their heads back and apologized to each other.

“Let’s see how long you two can hold back.”

As soon as Kosuke finished speaking with an unkind look in his eyes… He held out his right hand.

Masumi panicked and looked in the direction his hand was moving.

“Stop, please, don’t!”

“No way!”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh ……”

Masumi’s lowered voice gradually rose to a high pitch.

Kosuke still holding on.

“No …… no, no problem ……”

Kosuke said as he grabbed the plastic rod with both hands as hard as he could.

“No way …… this …… will hurt ……”

Followed by a gritted teeth, “Pfft!” With a single thrust it was inserted into that wet cunt.

Although the inside was already lubricated by the nectar, the vagina was still stretched open because the dildo was too thick.

Slowly, Kosuke had positioned the two of them.

But, when Masumi struggled to stand up, she almost fell down because of her unsteady center of gravity.

“Well …… hoo …… hoo …… hoo ……”

Masumi kept gasping for air, obviously struggling a bit.

After a while, the vagina finally got used to the presence of the thick dildo.

“Mmm…mmm…can…can…hoo…hoo ……”

In doing so, Irihime’s vagina immediately felt pleasure from the friction.

“Ah …… ah ……… ah …… ah… …good…great ah …… ah ah …… ah …… so comfortable… …ah…ah ……”

Irihime stretched her snow-white neck and couldn’t stop screaming lustfully.

“Well …… well ……”

Lustful cries filled the air, and Irihime looked down at the massive shaft with inexplicable arousal.

She couldn’t wait to sway her slender waist in overdramatic pleasure.

At that moment Masumi’s pussy was also being stirred by the shaking rod, letting out a lustful cry.

“Ah …… Rihui …… Shake …… Harder …… Harder! …… want…want…oooh…oooh …… good …… good ……”

“Ah… so… deep… all …… all …… of it is coming in… …ah…ah …… ah ……”

The double-ended fake meat stick kinky device, one stirring Masumi’s lust and one pumping in Irihime’s love juices.

“Ah…ah ……”

Irihime sat and lay down on the floor, reaching out and grabbing Masumi’s swaying breasts with a firm grip.

Although her force was so strong, Masumi didn’t feel any pain, but instead enjoyed the two kinds of pleasure that were suddenly deep and shallow even more.

“Ah …… ah …… Rihui …… ah …… “

Masumi’s saliva flew everywhere, some of it even spilling onto Rie’s face.

By this time, both men were on the verge of extreme hotness in their lower bodies.

At the same time the fragrant sweat fell drop by drop, along with the lewd water soaked the carpet.

And the kinky thing, too, had long since been drenched and covered in love juice and lust.

“Come, fuck, fuck my asshole ……”

Masumi said to Kosuke who was so excited that he almost ejaculated.

Following that, he picked up Masumi and made her ride on his body with her back turned.

After aligning the rear asshole, the huge meat cannon slammed upward.

“Ahhhhh ……”

Masumi’s pussy has a thick dildo rubbing against it.

There was a man’s meat stick going in and out of his asshole at the same time.

“Pfft, pfft ……”

The double-headed analog man-root rubbed against the flesh of the two looking at each other.

There was also a steady stream of meat cannons thrusting up and out of the neighboring wrinkled daisy bushes.

“Oh, oh …… ah …… ah …… dead! Dead, dead, dead uh-uh-uh-uh!!!”

The gasps of the male and female mingled with sweat and spread …… in the chamber.

While listening to the screams of the fallen woman, Kosuke still couldn’t help but desperately push his waist back and forth hard.

[Book Ends]