Chapter 4 Clothes and Infatuation that Enchanted the Virtuous Kiyomi
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On this day, Yasuhisa Kano was having a drink with a subordinate of the company at a tavern he frequented. His name is Koji Miura, and he works in the Third Division of the Food Department, where Kano is the head of the division. He had only been with the company for two years, and was not yet ready to take on important work. Kano takes special care of him because he is a college graduate and Miura admires Kano.
“I really envy the senior.”
Miura said as he took a bite of the grilled fish.
“Why?”
“It’s the wife of the head of the class. She’s been married for four months now. I’m so envious of being able to spend every day with a beautiful woman like that…”
“Nonsense, how can it be every day, probably every other day.”
“Ah… so envious.”
Miura picks up his glass and takes a large sip of the cool sake.
(Come to think of it, this guy tried to go after Kiyomi once too.) Kano took another look at Miura beside him. Considered a beautiful man, the rumor in the company was that he had a relationship with several female employees of the company long ago. Having also heard marvelous rumors the other day, Yasuhisa couldn’t help but ask, “By the way, I heard marvelous rumors about you.”
“What about it?”
“You know the left branch of the deck in the General Affairs Office, don’t you?”
Miura nodded.
“The source could be her. I heard you asked her to do marvelous things.”
Kano lowered his voice again and said, “I heard you asked to drink her piss.”
Miura showed a surprised expression, but immediately said in a joking tone, “It’s… it’s unbearable.”
I didn’t realize how she couldn’t keep a secret.
“Tell me what’s going on.”
Mr. Miura stated (something that could only be said to a senior) and then stated his sexual fetish, that means Miura is more or less a pervert. Able to play the sadist and be the masochist. The most specific sexual fetish is drinking women’s urine.
“Please don’t misunderstand, senior, it’s not just anyone’s urine, it has to be a woman I fancy, so it’s an act of love showing. Can senior understand that?”
“Uh…”
Kano is a pervert when he takes his dear wife to swap couples, so he feels more or less sympathetic to Miura, who is also a pervert.
“Now that I’ve said it frankly, Senpai please don’t be angry.”
Miura suddenly turned serious and said, “I… would like to drink Ms. Kiyomi’s urine.”
“What?”
“Please Senpai, please let me drink my wife’s urine.”
Miura finished bowing to Kano, her forehead pressed to the tabletop.
“Don’t do that, people will look at it and wonder.”
Kano stops Miura.
“I know Senpai won’t say yes, but I’ve been looking forward to this for a long time, and I really want to drink Kiyomi-sama’s pee.”
Miura bowed deeply to Kano in succession.
“Alright, I see what you mean. I’ll include it in my considerations, so that’s okay.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Only then did Miura look up with a quick expression.
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Two weeks later, on a Friday night, Yasuhisa took his subordinate Miura home. Miura also brought someone with him, Chisato Kambara of the Personnel Division.
Yasuhisa thought long and hard about it later and finally agreed to Miura’s request. On the one hand, he wanted to see Kiyomi make Miura drink urine, and on the other hand, he also wanted to see Kiyomi make a queenly gesture. Of course there was also a quid pro quo. To exchange partners. For Miura to bring his girlfriend. The next day Miura returns, “It’s already been agreed, I’ll bring Chisato Kambara.”
Chisato has a petite figure with exceptionally large breasts and is a round-faced beauty. The four were now drinking together.
“Mr. Kano’s family is so nice. The chief is the cream of the crop, and his wife is a beautiful woman, I’d really like to have a family like that. Kouji, don’t you think so?”
Chisato, who is already intoxicated, sends an autumnal wave to Miura, who is sitting next to her. Miura just giggles. To Miura, Chisato was just one of his many girlfriends. Kiyomi kept walking between the kitchen and the dining room with a gentle smile on her face, but her heart was in turmoil.
I heard about today’s incident from Yasuhisa. That’s why I didn’t dare to look at Miura’s face for the same reason.
The next day was the end of Golden Week, and the atmosphere was getting warmer and warmer as they badmouthed each other about the company’s senior cadres and drank a lot. Chisato was able to joke and laugh together at first, but probably drank too much and began to nod off. It was the ideal situation for both men.
“Miura, stay with Chisato until I call you, okay?”
Yasuhisa finished and took Kiyomi into the bedroom. Yasuhisa makes Kiyomi wear the queen’s costume in the bedroom. It is the dress that Miura specially brought to ask Kiyomi to wear. Yasuhisa convinces Kiyomi, who refuses to comply, to strip naked before putting on the girdle first.
(Looks pretty good.) Yasuhisa looked mesmerized at Kiyomi who had finished dressing. Kiyomi lowered her head with a shy expression. The wavy hair was draped over her shoulders, and the half-bowl bra emphasized the plump breasts, adding to the sexiness. Even more striking was the lower half of her body. Since she wasn’t wearing panties, she could see the black hairs under her snow-white stomach, and the garter belt stockings lifted her black stockings to show her legs were even longer.
“Kiyomi, I didn’t realize it suited you so well to wear.”
Jean Kiyomi stood in front of the triangular mirror and said, “That’s sexy, Queen, and I want to be at your mercy.”
Yasuhisa hugged Kiyomi tightly from behind and whispered in her ear.
“Don’t say that.”
“Kiyomi, you’re the queen tonight, you’re going to make that perverted boy drink piss.”
Yasuhisa finished and reached down to caress the lower half of her slit. Under the soft pubic hair, the slit was already moist.
“Ah… don’t…”
Just a light touch and Kiyomi was about to crouch down.
“I’m going to call Miura, you can’t disgrace me.”
After exhorting Kiyomi in this way, he went to call Miura. After letting the drunken Chisato sleep, Miura came over with a serious face.
“Miura, what do you think of Kiyomi’s Queen costume?”
“Too… too good.”
Miura showed envious eyes at Kiyomi. And also hastily took off his clothes and squatted naked at Kiyomi’s feet.
“You are my ideal female, please step on me with your beautiful feet. You are my queen.”
When she finished, she cupped her hands around her heels and began to lick them.
“Please don’t, Mr. Miura… this kind of thing…”
Kiyomi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, tried to retract her foot due to the humiliation and wretchedness caused by the exposure of her pussy to her husband’s subordinates. But Miura held on to it.
“Please, please step on me with your jade feet.”
Miura was lying on his back. Yasuhisa was tenfold surprised to see his crotch erect and towering.
(So that’s what sadistic men are like.) Yasuhisa felt pity for Miura and urged Kiyomi. After hesitating for a moment, Kiyomi placed the red high heels on Miura’s crotch. At first, she just lightly placed the heel on the back of the erection, but gradually felt interested and opened up to rotate the sole with force. Yasuhisa couldn’t help but frown at the sight of the man’s parting being brutally squashed. But Miura just moaned like a woman, and instead the stomped penis swelled even more, with veins popping out.
“Ah… great. Now please put your ass on my face.”
Miura pleads. Kiyomi makes an expression of not knowing what to do looking at Yasuhisa.
“What does it matter, do what he wants.”
Yasuhisa starts to get interested in Kiyomi abusing Miura. Kiyomi shows an expression of not knowing what to do straddling Miura’s face. Showing a shy expression tightening the roots of her thighs.
It’s no wonder, you should be able to see the stamen clearly if you look at it from below. Then slowly lowered her ass and sat on Miura’s face. And again, as if frightened, suddenly raised her butt, which pressed her groin to Miura’s face.
Miura grunts underneath, taking Kiyomi’s weight on her face, her soft ass obstructing her mouth and nose as she grunts with difficulty breathing.
(Being stomped on the penis by high heels is unbearable, but it looks like it’s comfortable right now.) At this moment, Kiyomi’s ass was seen trembling slightly, biting her lips and raising her head.
Yasuhisa also understood the situation, it must be Miura’s tongue that was active. When he looked closely, from a very small slit, the tongue was licking the stamen.
“ah… uh… no…”
Finally from Kiyomi’s mouth, an urgent humming sound came out. Her mouth said no, but her ass kept twisting because she was wearing a black girdle, a very provocative view. As if escaping from the tongue, she lifted her ass, but then immediately lowered it.
“ah… uh… no… uh… ah…”
Seeing his beloved wife wiggling her ass, Yasuhisa also undressed and asked Kiyomi for a blowjob. Kiyomi didn’t refuse and swallowed the erect rod into her mouth in one gulp and began to suck on it, to Yasuhisa’s delight.
Seeing Kiyomi sucking enthusiastically with a thirsty expression on her face, Yasuhisa felt happy. At that moment, Miura was heard saying in a low, deep voice, “Pee… Pee…”
Kiyomi felt nervous and stopped wiggling her ass. Yasuhisa had remembered the purpose of the night and asked Kiyomi to stop the oral sex. Grabbing Kiyomi’s black hair, he pulls him up to a standing position.
“Now pee!”
“Never…”
“Why? Don’t you pee many times a day? It’s not like you have to do something difficult.”
“You don’t understand that women are most afraid of being seen peeing, let alone being given a drink…”
Kiyomi showed a shy expression and kept shaking her head.
“If you want to say you’re shy, Miura is the same, right? Being seen by me drinking a woman’s urine ah. Go ahead and pee, think of Miura’s mouth as a toilet.”
Hearing such a strong tone from Yasuhisa, Kiyomi knew that fighting back against the pit would not help. So she closed her eyes and raised her chin, her long eyelashes trembling slightly like she was enduring great pain. Spreading her legs shoulder-width apart again underneath, Miura opened her mouth.
After an unknown amount of time, Kiyomi suddenly shivered.
“Ah…”
As he screamed, liquid spurted out of his crotch. Miura skillfully moved his head and caught the stream of water in his mouth and started to drink it “gulp gulp gulp”. Once the urine came out, it was not easy to stop. Kiyomi closed her eyes and lowered her head.
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Yasuhisa’s face was pressed against the base of Kiyomi’s thighs, licking carefully as if she wanted to lick up the remaining urine from earlier.
“Yasuhisa, it’s dirty.”
Kiyomi’s ass tried to escape, but Yasuhisa held her waist and licked the piss-stained pubic hairs clean and tongued the nectar-stained stamen.
“How’s that? How it feels to give him piss to drink.”
Kiyomi paused and replied, “Please, don’t make me do that again.”
Yasuhisa continued to lick the stamen without further question.
“Ah… no… I’m going to want that…”
Kiyomi let out words that only two people could say while wiggling her ass. Miura went back to the living room to call Chisato.
For a while, there was no movement back yet. Yasuhisa went to Kiyomi’s body and took the 69 position. Immediately inserting his tongue inside Kiyomi’s fleshy hole, he felt that Kiyomi was more enthusiastic than usual. It could be that her behavior just now had made her unusually excited.
Yasuhisa switched to a frontal combat position and inserted his rod into the wet pistil.
“Ah… good… Jingjiu… oh…”
Kiyomi clasped her hands around Yasuhisa’s back and let out a sexy hum. At the same time, her legs wrapped around Yasuhisa’s waist. This was the action Kiyomi was used to when she was excited. From the living room came sounds. It was almost time for Miura to bring Chisato over.
(I’ll show them.) Yasuhisa starts to make thrusting movements. In the meantime, Miura brings Chisato into the bedroom, and Chisato, who has a sleepy look on her face, suddenly opens her eyes wide with a surprised expression.
“Chisato, we can’t lose either.”
Miura said, wrapping her arms around Chisato.
“But… here…”
“You don’t want it? I don’t care…”
Chisato probably really loved the handsome young man, and when Miura started to undress him, she just lowered her head and didn’t refuse. Probably specially dressed for tonight, Chisato wears pink sexy lingerie.
When the bra was removed, it immediately revealed huge D-cup breasts that looked twice as big as Kiyomi’s and didn’t sag a bit. No wonder Chisato was popular with men.
Miura pushed Chisato down onto her back on the bed and began sucking on the lovely nipples.
“Ah… no… shameful…”
“You see Kiyomi. Where she’s wiggling her ass with her legs between her legs. How sexy, you can’t lose either!”
Chisato watched the conjugal coitus taking place within arm’s reach. The large eyes seemed to be fogged over.
“ah… uh… uh…”
Chisato lets out a dull hum. Miura stroked the stamen from the pantyhose.
“It’s wet in here, is it wanting?”
When asked this way, Chisato nodded. Miura pulls the pantyhose and boxers down at the same time, while he himself lies on his back. Without waiting for Miura’s urging, Chisato rides on Miura’s abdomen, gradually lowering her ass after guiding it with her hands.
After the meat stick entered the wet road, Chisato took a light breath and placed her hands on Miura’s stomach to support her body. Then with the meat stick as the center, she began to rotate her hips. This was a common way for the two of them to fuck. Miura felt the weight of the ass and developed the feeling of being raped. This was the perverted Miura’s favorite.
“ah… uh…”
Chisato let out a girlishly cute hum and wriggled her body frantically. Seeing this, Yasuhisa said, “Miura, let’s swap.”
“Is it really okay?”
Miura asked in disbelief.
“If you don’t want to, forget it.”
“How could you not want it.”
Both men pulled out their meat sticks at the same time. Yasuhisa held onto the thighs of Chisato, who was showing a demented expression, and penetrated from the front. Seeing this, Miura immediately pounced on Kiyomi.
“Ah! I don’t want it!”
Miura pulled Kiyomi’s clenched thighs apart hard. The moment the rod was fully inserted, Miura’s expression looked very moved. As the wet, fleshy hole wrapped around his rod, knowing that this was the longed-for Kiyomi’s pussy, he was on the verge of cumming just by thrusting in.
“Miura, you’re welcome. Kiyomi is a masochist, sympathizing with her will only backfire, so fuck her all you want, she’ll be happier that way.”
Yasuhisa didn’t stop attacking Chisato when he said that. Chisato shook her huge breasts and desperately bit her lips to avoid grunting. Miura, in a desperate attempt to show off his male virility, performed a thrusting motion.
“Don’t… don’t move… uh… ah…”
Kiyomi still couldn’t help but moan.
Miura had forgotten that he was in front of his seniors and just kept thrusting as hard as he could. Each time, he made a “pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!”
The sound of it made him even more excited. Since his opponent was a masochist, Miura lifted Kiyomi’s legs high in the air and thrust desperately in the most effective position.
“Umm… ah… I can’t… ah… I’m going to…”
Kiyomi furrowed her beautiful eyebrows and gripped the sheets with both hands.
“What a horny wife you are, to come out like that in front of your husband?”
Miura purposely stimulated Kiyomi with nasty words, then made a full force stroke.
“Umm… Umm…”
Kiyomi Hyun was crying. At the same time, she lifted her chin to reveal her beautiful pink neck.
(Kiyomi, you’re so beautiful like this.) As Miura made another thrust, the narrow hole began to contract.
“Oh… Kiyomi… ah…”
Miura produced the sensation of fire burning his body and had to thrust desperately. Kiyomi’s back was thrown back.
“Umm… Umm…”
While letting out a grunt, his legs straightened out. At this point, Miura felt that his split was about to be strangled. Miura also started to spurt out semen.
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Kiyomi and Chisato, with their hands tied behind their backs, lay limp on the bed, the aftermath of their orgasms still lingering. Miura and Yasuhisa were drinking brandy while admiring the two beautiful naked women.
“What do you think?”
Yasuhisa asked, holding her glass.
“Great.”
Miura replied simply.
“Your wish is granted, Kiyomi’s piss is drunk, and the smell there is too.”
Hearing Yasuhisa say that, Miura nodded with an expression of intent.
“Well, if you have something to say, say it.”
Miura replied in a small voice, “There’s one thing I’d like Kiyomi to wear, if the Hokage is willing.”
“Want her to wear it?”
What Miura took out of her purse after nodding was something made of leather, like a chastity belt. But from the crotch a dildo is revealed. The dildo was inside and out.
“What is this?”
“It’s a double dildo for lesbians.”
Yasuhisa held it in her hand with great interest for a while and said, “It’s fun to look like you’re going to insert the dildo that’s facing inward into Kiyomi’s pussy lo.”
Miura listened with an excited expression.
“So, who is the target? Is it your ass?”
“This… or a little bit… let’s do it this way, with Chisato as the subject. Senpai still likes to see lesbians, I guess.”
“Of course, I was not wanting to see the penetration of your ass.”
The two men conferred before pulling Kiyomi off the bed and mounting the dildo.
“Ah… spare me, I don’t want to do this…”
Kiyomi made a gesture of refusal. Yasuhisa, however, encouraged, “Didn’t I always tell you? You have to try all the officers, and now that you have a meat stick, it must be fun to be a man to play with a woman like this as well.”
The two men worked together to insert the inner dildo, which was ten centimeters long, into Kiyomi’s fleshy hole.
“Umm…”
Kiyomi let out a grunt and her ass backed up, but the dildo was easily inserted into the fleshy hole that already had two rods in it. Miura quickly buckled the T-belt behind Kiyomi’s back.
“Whew! That’s a pretty majestic look!”
Yasuhisa looked as if she was touched by Kiyomi’s appearance.
“It’s beautiful, so beautiful.”
Miura was on the verge of drooling as he desperately praised it.
“Is your ass itching? It’s okay to ask her to fuck you.”
“Please stop saying that.”
Miura scratched her head in embarrassment. Yasuhisa came behind Kiyomi and stroked her breasts while whispering in her ear, “You should know what to do. Go ahead and love Chisato. Start with the breasts, got it?”
“Ah… spare me… I can’t do it.”
“Don’t pussy out!”
Yasuhisa reached down and grabbed the exposed dildo in front of her and twisted it.
“Umm… ah…”
Kiyomi’s body lost its strength and let out an unbearable grunt.
“Please go do it.”
This time Yasuhisa’s voice was gentle before he untied the ropes binding his hands. Kiyomi was pushed onto the bed and after a slight hesitation she pressed herself onto Chisato’s body.
“Chisato, forgive me.”
When he finished, he reached toward Chisato’s breasts.
“Ugh…”
Marilyn twisted her buttocks a little. Marco Polo’s hands are tied up, so he can’t move.
Kiyomi’s delicate fingers grabbed the huge breasts and began to rub them, also pinching the swollen nipples and pulling gently.
“ah… no… ah…”
Chisato’s face turned red and she couldn’t help but let out a gasp. Kiyomi’s face moved closer and sucked on the red lips.
“It seems like they all have homosexual tendencies.”
Yasuhisa seemed to have made a new discovery and said in an excited tone.
“Really, it’s even better than expected.”
The two appreciated the naked bodies that were intertwined like white snakes. After a long kiss, Kiyomi raised her head and pressed the two men’s breasts together. The four beautiful breasts pressed and deformed, their erect pink nipples rubbing against each other.
“Umm…”
“Good… really good… ah…”
From the mouths of the two people came the humming sounds of the brain people at the same time. Both of their bodies were sweating, and they made wet tie-up noises as they twisted. Seeing not only breasts but also legs and legs intertwined with each other, the men were wide-eyed and speechless.
Miura walked over and untied the ropes binding Chisato. At this point, as if by agreement, the two took the initiative to adopt the 69 position, with Chisato pressing on top of Kiyomi and playing with the dildo with her fingers.
Kiyomi let out an annoying hum when he shook the ebony dildo with his hand. It was probably due to the movement of the dildo inside and out, stimulating his meat hole.
Both Yasuhisa and Miura looked mesmerized at Chisato’s lewd appearance. At that moment, Chisato swallowed the dildo into her mouth and slid it up and down with her mouth.
“Ah… don’t…”
Kiyomi seemed to feel a very subtle shaking, wiggling her ass hard and gripping the sheets. Chisato sucked on the dildo on one side and held the root of the dildo in her hand.
“Ah…”
Kiyomi let out a higher hum.
“Kiyomi, you need to lick Chisato’s pussy too, don’t just enjoy it alone.”
Yasuhisa said in a stern tone. Kiyomi lifted her head to look at the ass furrow writhing in front of her, then leaned her face over and stuck out her tongue to lick the petals.
“Umm… Umm…”
From the corner of Chisato’s mouth, who had swallowed the dildo, a low, deep hum emerged, and her plump ass began to shake at the same time.
“Umm… I can’t stand this sight.”
“Yeah, we can’t stand to look at it like that.”
Two men who would love to see the last of lesbianism.
“Chisato, it’s very wanting, isn’t it. Does it want to insert what you have in your mouth inside your pussy?”
Hearing Miura ask that, Chisato immediately nodded.
“Hey, Kiyomi, Chisato wants it. Stick that thing in her.”
Hearing Yasuhisa say so, Kiyomi slowly climbed up and looked at Yasuhisa with an expression of not knowing what to do.
“You’re so stupid, that’s what I always do to you.”
Yasuhisa gets into bed and has Chisato lie prone, also taking a pillow and placing it under Chisato’s stomach. Chisato’s plump ass is then raised high in the air, creating the best angle to reveal her lovely anus and stamen.
“You’ll do it later. You kneel behind her and stick it in from behind. But don’t stick it in the wrong way, in the front.”
Yasuhisa gives his instructions and leaves the bed, going off to the side to be a spectator.
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Pressing the imitation glans, and then the plus-sized dildo, against Chisato’s stamen. It occurred to her why this was happening, but it was also true that there was a stronger curiosity. Chisato, who was forced to get down and raise her ass up, felt a pang of embarrassment at the sight of that pitiful look, and Kiyomi thought of how often she had been penetrated like that by Yasuhisa as well.
Urged to push forward slowly, the glans opened up the lovely stamen and resistance could be felt, while the dildo inserted deeper into her own fleshy hole felt like it couldn’t be made to work.
“Ah… I can’t do it… Jingyu…”
Kiyomi said in a sobbing voice.
“What’s wrong with you? It only went in a little bit. Come on, push! Do you want me to do you a favor?”
Hearing Yasuhisa’s words, Kiyomi had to clench her teeth and push harder in her lower body as the dildo penetrated deeper into Chisato’s fleshy hole.
“Aaah…”
Chisato raised his head and sighed.
“Umm…”
Kiyomi also frowned and let out a grunt while her body trembled and almost collapsed.
Yasuhisa and Miura came over and stared wide-eyed at the dildo penetration.
“Wow! It’s fully inserted! It’s amazing!”
Miura looked impressed.
“Kiyomi how long are you going to rest? Chisato can’t get sore like this, move so Chisato can come out.”
At Yasuhisa’s urging, Kiyomi clenched her teeth and began rocking her ass back and forth.
“Miura, is that enough?”
When Yasuhisa asked, Miura kept nodding, his eyes fixed on the beautiful male character.
Kiyomi’s ass muscles stood out due to the strap-on, and the dildo, which was glistening wetly with nectar, plunged deep into Chisato’s fleshy hole. Kiyomi, who was not suited for male roles in the first place, looked weak in her movements. After a few consecutive thrusts, she was short of breath and was about to collapse on top of Chisato.
“It doesn’t help at all, and you have to wiggle your ass.”
To fulfill Yasuhisa’s request, Kiyomi speeds up her thrusts, but they still don’t last.
“It’s useless, let me help you.”
Yasuhisa got into bed and came behind Kiyomi, holding her ass and rocking it back and forth.
“Ah… no… ah…”
By this time Kiyomi’s upper body was pressed against Chisato’s, and Kiyomi shook her head as if she could hardly stand it. Chisato took the initiative to lift her ass and shake it obscenely, as if urging.
Miura came over as well and started rubbing Chisato’s breasts.
“That’s great, Senpai, I haven’t seen that look before.”
“Me too.”
Listening to the men’s conversation, both Kiyomi and Chisato gave a different look, greedily enjoying the pleasure that gushed out.
Women copulating with women and being toyed with by men become the spark that adds to the pleasure.
“Ah… no… I’m going… I’m going…”
Kiyomi’s naked body trembled and her voice was like a dream.
“Ah… I want it too… ah… uh…”
Chisato also raised her head, showing an expression of near orgasm.
“Yikes! Be it!”
Yasuhisa was thrusting as if he were doing it himself, rocking his hips on one side and pushing Kiyomi’s ass on the other.
“Uh… now… uh… ah…”
“Ah… now… um…”
Both women reached their sensual climax almost simultaneously, and both bodies collapsed together. Having seen different men and women copulate in the past, each time he discovered something new and brought it back to teach Kiyomi. In order to be the most perfect woman when she took Kiyomi out in the future.
But this one excited him the most, finding out in Kiyomi that she had lesbian tendencies surprised and delighted Yasuhisa. Kiyomi, now lying in front of him, had become even more sensual lately. The thought of what was to come excited Yasuhisa even more.
Pulling up Kiyomi’s ass in order to expel her pent-up desire, Yasuhisa inserted his rod inside her anus. Soon Kiyomi lets out a hum of delight. Ever since Yasuhisa and the professor made her into a sandwich, it seemed like she was hooked on anal sex. Lately it was even generating more intense sensuality than normal intercourse.
While looking around, Miura had Chisato assume a stunt-like position, crossing his legs over each other and then raising one leg straight, a position commonly known as sailing. Yasuhisa thought of realizing something long awaited and said to Miura, “There’s a convenience store less than a fifteen minute drive away. I am seldom going there, so wait a minute and bring them there, naked and wearing only a coat.”
“Good idea, in that case, stick the dildo in there.”
“Yeah, and the lower half of your body has to be bound with rope.”
“And then let them buy things.”
The two men couldn’t help but smile obscenely as they fantasized about that kind of scene.
“Kiyomi, do you hear me? Wait a minute to go to the convenience store.”
Yasuhisa said while slapping Kiyomi’s ass hard. Kiyomi didn’t seem to hear her husband’s words and was completely absorbed in the pleasure of anal sex.
Chapter V. Abuse and Shaving that Corrupts Young Women
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Kiyomi felt happy because Yasuhisa had a summer vacation and the two were going on a ten-day leisure trip. The location was at XX Highlands. It was the same summer resort two hours away by car from the XX Plateau that they had been to before. It was cool there, with tennis courts, golf courses, swimming pools, and other facilities.
The reason why Kiyomi likes to go there is because she heard that the residence is an independent family house, being that the private life of this will not be disturbed.
“When you get there, it won’t matter if you scream at the top of your lungs at night.”
Hearing Yasuhisa say that, Kiyomi twisted Yasuhisa’s thigh. On that day, they arrived at XX Plateau using the tram and taxi. The rural-style premises were spacious.
“Great.”
Kiyomi entered the room and threw herself into Yasuhisa’s arms.
“Yeah, it’s comforting to smell the trees.”
Yasuhisa puts down her luggage and wraps her arms around Kiyomi for a kiss. It’s a light kiss, but it’s enough to ignite Kiyomi’s desire. The two shower in the bathroom while caressing each other’s bodies.
“Yasuhisa, nothing weird is going to happen here.”
“What’s so strange about it?”
“For example, there are other men…”
“Of course not, Hara still you are worrying about such things ah. Don’t worry, it’s just the two of us here.”
Kiyomi is very happy, and has had unusual sexual behavior on past trips, so she can’t help but be suspicious this time. In the shower, Kiyomi squatted in front of Yasuhisa and cupped her erect rod and kissed it passionately. Yasuhisa’s rod also looked more energized than in the past. Then Kiyomi stood up and held the wall with both hands, allowing Yasuhisa to penetrate from behind.
Yasuhisa thrusts ferociously. Kiyomi felt the powerful thrusts in her womb and entered the realm of oblivion. Here without anyone’s interference and being able to shout to her heart’s content, Kiyomi reveled in the lightness of the pleasure.
After resting for a while, the two went swimming. Qingmei wore a white bikini swimsuit, a wet water, through the thin piece of cloth, inside the darkness of a piece of all eyes, a lot of pubic hair from the leg seam and pants gap out of the outside, all exposed, pubic hair also need to be trimmed. Because of the summer vacation, there were many people in the pool. Many of the young women were dressed more flamboyantly than Kiyomi, but Kiyomi still stole the show. It was embarrassing to know that the men’s eyes were focused on her.
In this situation, Kiyomi also realized that Yasuhisa was aroused. Seeing her husband’s crotch bulge created a strong desire in herself. After dinner, the two of them went for a walk around the neighborhood and then returned to their room. Both of them were enjoying each other’s flesh as greedily as if they were newlyweds. When they reached their third orgasm, Kiyomi was completely intoxicated in a world of bliss and went to sleep.
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Kiyomi had dreamed. Yet it was so real. Her body was bound as if she couldn’t move, and there were men’s hands caressing her body. Instead of Yasuhisa’s gentle caresses, there were rough movements. The movements were getting bolder and bolder, playing with her breasts and thighs through her clothes.
(DON’T… DON’T…) In her completely unconscious state, Kiyomi desperately shouted. She thought she was screaming loudly, but in fact no sound came out.
“Hey, hey, you’re not awake yet if you get it like that.”
“Probably exhausted from too much intercourse.”
In a haze of consciousness, a man’s voice was heard speaking.
(What? It’s strange… This kind of dream is too much like reality.) Kiyomi couldn’t tell whether it was a dream or a reality in her dream. The man lifted up Kiyomi’s clothes, immediately revealing her breasts.
“Sure are pretty breasts.”
The man grabbed the breasts and rubbed them. In doing so, Kiyomi came fully awake from her sleep. Opening her heavy eyelids. Seeing two men gazing at Kiyomi together.
“Hey, hey, you’re finally awake.”
The man with the sunken cheeks said.
“Must be having horny dreams. Heh heh heh.”
The man with the round face shows uneven teeth when he smiles.
0 “Ah, no…”
When Kiyomi tried to scream, the man reached out and pressed his hand over her mouth. “Ma’am, if you scream out loud, your husband will be in trouble.” Following the man’s gaze, Kiyomi sucked in a nervous breath. Yasuhisa was naked on the floor, his body bound with ropes and a towel stuffed into his mouth, showing an angry gaze this way.
“Saw you guys at the pool at noon and followed you. Probably had too much intercourse, slept like the dead, and got in easily.” Kiyomi’s face turned pale.
“Hey, don’t worry, we’re not robbers, just be honest and we won’t hurt you. But to do that with you, you understand.” The man with the round face said wistfully. (They’re going to do that to my body…) Kiyomi seemed to have fallen from her earlier paradise into hell.
“Kiyomi, understand. Your husband’s life won’t be saved if you do useless resistance.” The man with sunken cheeks said. (How does this man know my name? Kiyomi was puzzled even in her fear. And it seems like I’ve seen these two men before, not today at the pool, but a long time ago.) While reminiscing, the man grabbed her hair and dragged her off the bed.
“Ah… please, don’t be so rough.”
“Don’t be rough? Who are you to demand that?” The round-faced man’s eyes widened and a stream of foul breath sprayed in Kiyomi’s face.”
“Forget it, Anwon. It’s only fun to make her talk, it’s no fun to fuck a rag doll.” Yasumoto said after staggering.
“Okay. Listen to you here, Fill.”
“Yasumoto, don’t make a scene, tie it up first.”
Yasumoto pulled hard on Kiyomi’s shirt and the buttons fell off, immediately revealing her ample breasts.
“No!”
Kiyomi let out a miserable scream and covered her breasts with her hands.
“Don’t make us work too hard. You must obey unless you don’t care about your husband’s safety.”
After Fill finished, he walked over to Yasuhisa and stomped on Yasuhisa’s stomach.
“Uh-huh…”
Yasuhisa let out a grunt and grimaced in pain.
“Ah… don’t do this… I will obey you… please don’t touch him.”
“Don’t touch him? That’s really good, I’d love to have a wife like that, it’s so touching, you’re such a useless guy compared to a wife like that.”
Fill grabbed Yasuhisa’s hair and pulled his head up.
“Don’t you glare at me. You’re just here to watch your wife get raped.”
On the other hand, Yasumoto began to bind Kiyomi. Twisting her hands behind her back, she tied them with a rope knot.
Anwon’s movements were sophisticated, grabbing the breasts and saying, “This breast is so beautiful.”
Kiss the nipple while rubbing the breast.
“Ah… don’t…”
Goosebumps rose on Kiyomi’s skin as the sensitive area was sucked.
“Here’s the deal, first you sit in that chair.”
Yasumoto said, pointing to the large, armrested Ben chair. When Kiyomi sat in the chair, she attached a rope to her right leg and tied it to the armrest.
(Ah… what exactly…) Kiyomi didn’t know what these men were thinking. If you wanted to rape, you didn’t have to go through all this trouble. While Kiyomi was feeling uneasy, her left leg was similarly tied up. The adjustable one had been tilted backward.
(Ah… this way…) Kiyomi was horrified by her position and closed her eyes tightly. Her legs were spread apart and her upper body was leaning back. She had fallen asleep after intercourse, so her lower body was naked.
“Really nice pubic hair. The labia are tightly closed, but they’ll open up soon to show the flesh inside. Yasumoto, you lick it.”
Hearing Fill say that, An Yuan immediately squatted between Kiyomi’s legs.
“What a beautiful pussy, haven’t seen one in a long time.”
Yasumoto said while stroking the root of his thigh.
“Don’t! Don’t!”
Kiyomi produced a wave of bad chills and cried out repeatedly.
“Hey, hey, even the ass is visible. It’s got a bit of a stench, did you wipe your ass after you pooped?”
Yasumoto’s words stimulated Kiyomi’s heart. That’s when she knew that her labia were being pulled apart by the man’s fingers, and then there was a tongue on the mucous membrane.
“Oh! No!”
The horrible sensation spread from the center of the thigh root to the whole body. If it was just rough behavior, Kiyomi might have been able to endure it. But Yasumoto carefully licked the stamen sometimes hard and sometimes gently. Also sucking on the sensitive buds of flesh, currents of pleasure began to build up in his body.
(Ah… no pleasure!) Kiyomi desperately tried to tell herself that this was a different situation than in the past, when Yasuhisa was the man he recognized, and that, this time, it wasn’t a game, it was a real rape.
(If I get pleasure from such a man, then I’m really degraded and might as well be a whore.) Kiyomi clenched her teeth and tried to rule out pleasure while turning her head to look at Yasuhisa. Yasuhisa twisted his bound body. But the flame of desire was seen in his eyes.
(Yasuhisa, does your wife still get excited when she’s about to be raped?) Upon realizing this situation, it was as if something crumbled in Kiyomi’s heart.
(Regardless of what happens to Yasuhisa, I’m definitely not allowed to be sexy.) Kiyomi desperately tried to hold back the horrible feeling.
“Hey, hey, what are you holding back? Your pussy is squirming and oozing so much nectar, it’s making you make a nice noise, isn’t it.”
Yasumoto inserted his middle finger and began tickling the fleshy hole with smooth acceptance.
“Umm…”
A strong shock was generated inside her body and Kiyomi’s head was thrown back.
“It’s still fairly tight in here, but it’s already slippery.”
Yasumoto made a lewd watery sound as he stirred inside with his middle finger that he had inserted to the bottom.
(Don’t! Don’t!) Kiyomi screamed in her heart and desperately shook her head.
“Hear that, your pussy is making such wonderful noises. About to be raped and your pussy is still oozing so much nectar.”
An Yuan’s flirting made Kiyomi’s mood even more exuberant.
“Whew! It’s clenching in the pussy. What’s going on?”
Yasumoto twisted his fingers harder in delight.
“Ah… no… don’t… ah…”
The words of rejection turned into gasps.
“Look at your own wife. I insert my finger and she makes a wonderful sound.”
Little Fill taunts Yasuhisa. Yasuhisa lets out a beastly grunt.
(AH… Yasuhisa…) Kiyomi tried to eliminate the pleasure that had just begun to sprout when she remembered that Yasuhisa was watching. Kiyomi had unconsciously cultivated the pleasure of being abused in her unusual behavior of having sex with other men in front of her husband.
“Anwon, how’s it going?”
Little Fill asked Yasumoto.
“Hey, this woman is top quality. Lifting her ass of her own accord and clamping down on my fingers now.”
“Yes? Then it’s time to go to bed.”
Fill unfastened the ropes binding the chair.
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“ah… uh… no… uh…”
Kiyomi lay on the bed and let out a miserable grunt. Two stormtroopers pounced on Kiyomi, both of them naked.
Little Fill is from the front and Yasumoto is from the back, sandwiching Kiyomi. Stroking on the thighs and breasts. Kiyomi’s hands are still tied behind her back, unable to resist. The hand that caresses her ass turns to the front and inserts itself into the root of her thighs, caressing the petals.
“No… spare me… ah…”
As her ass backed up, she bumped into something very hard and hurried back to the front, where there was hot meat waiting as well.
Soon, Fill stood up and Kiyomi couldn’t help but suck in her breath when she saw it. The ebony rod was about to stick to her lower abdomen and loomed.
“Hey, hey, why the wide eyes? Isn’t it a lot bigger than your husband?”
Kiyomi immediately blushed and closed her eyes.
“Want to actually stick it in a meat hole and try it?”
Xiao Fill grabbed Kiyomi’s legs and lifted them high. Kiyomi turned into a supine position, and Fill’s body entered between her legs.
“Ah! No!”
Kiyomi let out a yelp, her mind still left with the horrible meat stick she had just seen.
“Hey, hey, it’s not that you don’t want it. Flesh hole is so wet like this, it’s because you want to stick it in quickly, right?”
An Yuan revealed a lewd smile and pressed down on Kiyomi’s shoulders. The hard glans pressed against the stamen.
(Ah… Jingjiu! Come and save me…) The cry for help in my heart turned into a grunt in the middle. Because there was a thick rod forcing its way into the stamen.
“Ah…”
Kiyomi lost her power of thought for an instant, only flames burning in her mind.
“Inside, right? What now?”
“Umm… ah…”
“Hey! Don’t clamp it so tight, baby’s rod will break.”
Little filler did the opposite of what was said, thrusting the half-inserted rod to the bottom.
“Ah…”
The mouth of the uterus was hit by the glans, Kiyomi’s slightly opened lips trembled, the impact reached the top of her head, and her whole body went numb.
“Well? The cunt situation.”
“Fantastic, this is a real famous tool. It’s very narrow, but has pieces of flesh wrapped around it. It’s the cunt of a horny man.”
“Heh heh, yeah? I can look forward to it.”
The men’s rude conversation skimmed the surface of Ma’s mind.
(Please… don’t move…) Kiyomi prayed in her mind that if she started thrusting at this point, she would definitely make sexy noises. Kiyomi’s hopes were dashed. Kotomitsu began to wiggle his hips, thrusting slowly as if to see Kiyomi’s reaction, and then gradually increasing the distance of his thrusts.
“Don’t… no…”
Kiyomi seemed to be restraining her sensuality with such words. At this time, Kotomitsuko opened her hole with forceful and skillful thrusts. Straightening Kiyomi’s legs and spreading them to the left and right, changing the angle, and rhythmically performing a pistoning motion.
Again, he bent Kiyomi’s legs so that her thighs were almost on her stomach and slammed in and out that way. Then lifted Kiyomi’s upper body into a sitting position to enter.
“Oh… uh… uh…”
Continuously receiving strong impacts, Kiyomi couldn’t help but let out shameful grunts. She turned into a puppet and let the man play with her, unable to resist at all. However, Kiyomi was already experiencing the pleasure of being abused in her body.
“She opened up and cried out in a wonderful voice, and the depths of her pussy squirmed.”
After Xiao Fill finished, he held onto Kiyomi’s ass and shook it up and down, left and right.
“ah… uh… ah…”
Kiyomi shook her head violently and let out a sobbing sound. As soon as the glans touched the deepest part of the body, a sweet electric current appeared. Kiyomi was like a flat boat in the sea, she didn’t even know where she was anymore. By now, she was already riding on Filler’s lap.
“Yasumoto, untie her.”
Yasumoto untied the rope that bound Kiyomi’s hands. In that instant, Fillie thrust in hard. Kiyomi couldn’t help but hug Fill’s neck tightly.
Little Fill said with a smile, “Didn’t you say you didn’t want it? Why are you still holding me tight. You’re free now, now your ass can get out.”
(Ah… this man said that even though he knew I couldn’t do it.) “What’s wrong with you? It seems like you’re very dissatisfied. Hello! Anwon, look at this woman who is already free and still won’t let go of my meat stick. A horny woman can’t let go of my rod in front of her husband.”
Fill’s words caused Kiyomi to fall even deeper into the depths of hell.
(Yasukuni… I’m sorry…) Filler’s hips began to move back and forth, and with one hand wrapped tightly around Kiyomi’s waist, and the other placed on the bed to support her body, he shook Kiyomi’s body in this way.
“ah… uh… um…”
A grunt escaped Kiyomi’s lips and her body began to wriggle for pleasure.
“Great, just move yourself like that. Are you trying to get more comfortable?”
Fill’s words washed away what little sanity was left completely.
“ah… ah… good…”
Kiyomi began to actively rock her ass back and forth.
(Ah… I was raped in front of Yasuko, and I was actively wiggling my ass… it was so lewd.) Trying to forget the guilt, on the contrary, the wiggling of my ass became more intense. Unconsciously, I hugged Filler harder and wiggled my ass frantically.
“Hey! You don’t close your eyes, of when to look at me.”
Kiyomi opened her eyes and saw Fill’s cold eyes and felt that she was being seen through everything by him, so she wiggled her ass even more frantically.
“Ah! Don’t… ah…”
Lightning-fast orgasms took over the whole body. Kiyomi’s body swayed, her face pressed against Fill’s body.
“Hey, hey, she’s up. Hey, that husband guy, your wife, see?”
After casting a look at Yasuhisa, Fill said, “You can still come, right?… Here we go!”
Letting Kiyomi’s body rotate under the bond, taking a position of penetration from the back.
“Ah… spare me…”
With her ass lifted high in the air, Kiyomi pleaded with her face pressed against the bed. Contrary to the expectations of her mind, her body reaches orgasm, and it’s in front of Yasuhisa. Kiyomi didn’t want to show her slutty appearance again, but Koufaku was still full of energy and his rod was deep inside.
“You said you wanted me to forgive you? It’s only now that it’s starting to get good, Anwon, let her take the rod in her mouth.”
Yasumoto grabbed the loose hair and wrenched up Kiyomi’s face.
Kiyomi saw the ugly, thick meat stick, with veins popping out of its surface, and the dark glans pointed at her mouth.
“Eat!”
Something thick filled her mouth and Kiyomi had to breathe through her nose.
“Hey, hey, your mouth needs to move!”
Kiyomi held her hands on the bed and slid the thick rod back and forth in her mouth before spitting it out. First, she licks the back of the rod from bottom to top, rubbing the tip of her tongue over the lower end of the glans. Kiyomi takes a deep breath and swallows the rod to the root again, then swings her head up and down.
“I’m going to thrust, but don’t bite Yasumoto’s dick.”
After Xiao Fill finished, he began to rhythmically thrust. After the meat stick was inserted to the bottom, it began to slowly push out, and the sensitive mucous membrane was stimulated, and the whole body trembled. The glans stopped at the hole and didn’t move. Qingmei’s body couldn’t help but wriggle, like asking for the meat stick to be inserted quickly.
In anxious anticipation, the rod began to enter, and immediately there was a strong surge of electricity that went straight to the top of his head, and he couldn’t help the hum of joy that bubbled out of his mouth.
“You can’t hold it still, suck on it!”
Kiyomi was urged to start bobbing up and down, clamping her lips together, spitting out the rod up to the glans and then swallowing it deep to the bottom. At this time Little Fill accelerated his thrusting motion.
“ah… uh…”
There was no way to keep the rod in her mouth, Kiyomi spat it out and took a sharp, deep breath.
“Well? Thinking about it?”
“It… is… going to…”
Kiyomi had lost her mind and answered the mob’s questions honestly.
“Let me get a closer look at your expression.”
Yasumoto grabbed his hair and pulled up Kiyomi’s face.
“Hey, hey, that’s a nice look.”
Kiyomi saw Yasumoto’s lust-filled face.
“Just be sore!”
Kiyomi made a final push, reaching the mouth of the uterus with each stroke. Kiyomi cried out in spite of everything.
“ah… oh… uh…”
The intense pleasure forced Kiyomi into oblivion.
“Great, the cunt is still squirming.”
Kiyomi couldn’t hear a word Kotomine was saying, and after a spasm in her lower body, she collapsed on the bed in exhaustion. She was raped in front of her husband and fucked twice in a row, but the thugs still didn’t let her go.
Fill pulled out his rod and came to Kiyomi.
“Hey, hey, what a horny cunt, and opening her mouth like she’s not satisfied.”
Yasumoto picked up Kiyomi’s ass and thrust his thick rod in.
“Umm… ah…”
Kiyomi’s naked body trembled. At this point Kiyomi couldn’t distinguish anything but the pain and pleasure coming to her body together.
“You’re going to lick my rod clean. What’s on it is your own.”
Xiao Fill brought the nectar-stained rod to Kiyomi’s mouth. At this moment, Kiyomi certainly did not have the strength to refuse and stuck out her tongue to lick the honey juice on the rod. Without the man’s urging she swallowed the glans into her mouth.
“Hey, hey, great. You’re a marvelous woman.”
“Come on, I’m going to make you again.”
Yasumoto thrust in from behind. Receiving a strong shock, Kiyomi let out a grunt, but still tightened her flesh hole, wrapping it around the plunging rod.
“Umm… Filler was right, her pussy clenched, it was awesome.”
Kiyomi could no longer hear what Yasumoto was saying.
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Kiyomi woke up from her fuzzy consciousness and realized that her lower half was cold, then she realized that her pubic hair had been shaved off at some point. But what surprised her even more was that there was a man and woman besides Yasuhisa. And Yasuhisa was not tied up, dressed and sitting on the couch.
The other man and woman, the Mamiya couple, were among the members who had organized the Couple Swap Fellowship. Kiyomi had thought that the Mamiya couple had saved Yasuhisa, but she was wrong.
“Hard work.”
Mamiya said to Fill and Yasumoto with a smile on his face.
“What… what’s going on here!”
Kiyomi asked Yasuhisa hurriedly.
“I’m sorry, Kiyomi, we lied to you. To be honest, everything was an act.”
Yasuhisa said with a gentle smile. His instructions were this.
Yasuhisa wants to use this vacation to train Kiyomi even further, so he goes to talk to the Mamiya couple and then decides to ask Fill and Yasumoto, who are also members of their group, to act as storm troopers and train Kiyomi by raping her.
The game of getting consent for things in the past might have prevented Kiyomi from going further, so the plan was set for this time. Fill and Yasumoto also wore gentle expressions that were completely different from the way they looked just now.
Kiyomi understood the situation and looked at Yasuhisa and said, “Yasuhisa… this is too much… I…”
Kiyomi said, dripping tears.
“It’s my fault, and I apologize. But after this, you became even more beautiful.”
Kiyomi sat on the ground feeling weak all over.
“Kiyomi, you should rest here today, you’ll have to come back to my villa tomorrow.”
Hearing Mamiya say that, Kiyomi looked at Yasuhisa suspiciously.
“There’s going to be a regular sorority meeting tomorrow, and there’s also a beauty pageant, and it’s been decided that you’re going to be in it. Asking Fill and Yasumoto to shave you is also for that matter.”
So everything was arranged, Kiyomi looked at Yasuhisa silently.
“Let’s go.”
When Mamiya finished, the four of them left the room.
“Tough luck, Kiyomi.”
Yasuhisa hugged Kiyomi tightly. Kiyomi tried to push him away, but in Yasuhisa’s arms, the anger quickly disappeared. It was only when Yasuhisa kissed her tenderly that Kiyomi let out a cry as if she had been wronged.
Chapter 6: Sexual Feasts and Lustful Prisons that Make the Young Woman Shine
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The next day, Yasuhisa drove Kiyomi to the villa at XX Highlands. Here, a beauty pageant is going to be held to take advantage of the summer vacation sorority. The pair that is chosen as the queen will be given air tickets to travel to Europe.
Arrived at the villa after lunch. Thought the venue was buzzing with activity. Almost all the women walking in the corridors were naked. Women put on masks so that their faces could not be seen and walked around boldly with their male companions.
I heard it was a promotional event for a beauty pageant and middle-aged men who put dog collars around women’s necks and lead them around. Yasuhisa walks into the locker room and asks Kiyomi if she wants to participate in the promotion. Kiyomi didn’t say yes or no, just frowned a little. If it were the past, it would have been a stern refusal, and the results of the conditioning could be seen here.
Remove Kiyomi’s dress, bra and panties and tie her breasts and hands with red string. Lead Kiyomi to the corridor.
“This is the new guy, right?”
“Eh, it’s still a blank slate which.”
Kiyomi heard the men talking quietly. Kiyomi lowered her head as if embarrassed, but instead of rejecting this behavior as if it were sincere, pleasure had already arisen in her heart.
As they walked into the venue, a man and woman immediately approached them. They were the Minister and Mrs. Hongo who had brought Yasuhisa and Kiyomi into the world of lust.
“It’s been a long time. Ah, Kiyomi’s outfit is so charming.”
Mrs. Yoshiko smiled as she gazed at Kiyomi’s naked body.
“It’s so almost unrecognizable. It’s gotten even more beautiful in a short time.”
Minister of Honky Tonk Sewing eyes to see the beauty.
“I heard that I’m going to be a judge today, so please support Kiyomi more.”
Yasuhisa finished and bowed to Hongo with exaggerated movements.
“Hahaha, is this a campaign ballot? But words alone won’t do it, you have to have real action.”
“Kiyomi go and keep the minister company soon.”
Kiyomi only made a superficial refusal. Hongo of course ignores her reaction and pulls Kiyomi to the couch and sits down before taking Kiyomi in his arms and playing with her breasts.
“Breasts are mostly there too. The soft flesh attracts my fingers now.”
Hongo kissed Kiyomi on one side and put his hand at the base of his thigh.
“It’s already soaking wet, Kano is marvelous, it can’t be compared to before.”
“Yes, it’s all thanks to the minister and everyone else.”
Yasuhisa looked at his wife with loving eyes. Being played with by the minister with everyone looking around, he would also twist his body and make humming noises. Seeing this light, Yasuhisa began to get excited.
Hongo asks Kiyomi to sit on the carpet and asks for oral sex. Kiyomi looks at Yasuhisa. After seeing Yasuhisa’s nod, she slowly leaned her face over. When she saw the huge meat stick with silicon on it, she closed her eyes like she was shocked, but immediately stuck out her tongue and licked the stick.
As Kiyomi swallowed the rod into her mouth, Mrs. Yoshiko crouched down in front of Yasuhisa.
As he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants and underwear, his erection immediately jumped out.
“Yasuhisa’s stuff is so spirited when you see it.”
Yoshiko held the meat stick and shook it to the left and right. The stimulated rod became harder. Yoshiko immediately swallowed him into her mouth.
Yasuhisa felt the pleasure of her lower body melting, but her eyes were fixed on Kiyomi.
(Kiyomi’s really getting slutty, and she’s still having that painful blowjob with someone else.) Yasuhisa’s rod became even more ferociously erect, pulsing in Mrs. Yoshiko’s mouth.
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“Number one Kimmy.”
Mamiya’s voice rang through the microphone in the hall. The beauty pageant had finally begun. On the stage there was a naked female crawling out like a dog with a dog collar around her neck, led by a middle-aged man with an iron refinery.
Still only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, Chinami lowered her head in embarrassment. Long black hair cascaded over her face.
“This female is a sex slave that Mr. Gallant spent three years conditioning. It’s a first class product with a clear brow.”
Mamiya said as Takanawa pulled the woman’s hair.
“Not just looks, but please see…”
Takanawa lets Chinami stand up, and for a moment, the venue erupts in exclamations.
At the tops of the ample breasts there are gold rings that shine. Similarly there are several gold rings on the shaved crotch.
“Everyone saw that Kimmy’s body was adorned with gold rings, and that when she pulled them…”
When Mamiya pulled the gold rings on her nipples with her fingers, Katsumi made a sound that she couldn’t tell if it was pain or pleasure.
“Of course the gold ring on the labia can be played with in the same way. Not only that, but Kagome also enjoys masturbating…”
As this proceeded, Yasuhisa kept stroking the hair of Kiyomi, who was sitting beside him. Before the convention started, he was still full of confidence. But after seeing No. 1 Kiyomi, his confidence began to waver.
Number two was a mature woman in her thirties and number three was still a college girl. The atmosphere in the meeting room was getting warmer and warmer.
When he hears the call to number four, Yasuhisa takes Kiyomi back to the locker room. Kiyomi’s number was five. Starts applying lotion on Kiyomi’s naked body while massaging her breasts.
“Number five is Kiyomi.”
Hearing the host’s call, Kiyomi was pushed onto the stage. Seeing Kiyomi’s body, there was another gasp from the venue. As if embarrassed, she stood there with her hands covering her breasts and straddle. Like a woman in a medieval religious painting, she was elegant and full of sensuality.
“Kiyomi is a newlywed bride.”
Hearing the presenter’s introduction, the eyes of the men in the venue were filled with lust and a curious sheen.
“The young lady who was ignorant of accidents at the time of her marriage has now become such an attractive sex slave through her husband’s hands. Please see the shaved labia.”
The audience’s eyes were focused on Kiyomi’s lower abdomen. Seeing the traces of freshly shaved hair, the men gave a knowing smile.
“This newlywed sex slave is available not only in front, but also in the back, which means that she enjoys anal sex very much. Please enjoy her fresh anus.”
Yasuhisa whispers something in Kiyomi’s ear and Kiyomi shakes her head, but then she hears Yasuhisa lying on her back on the stage and with her ass facing the audience as she speaks.
“Oh…”
Exclamations of approval came from the audience.
“Now to try how sensitive this lovely daisy bud is.”
Hearing Mamiya’s words, Yasuhisa picked up the anal dildo and put the glans part on Kiyomi’s back, pressing it against her anus.
“Ah…”
Kiyomi’s snow-white naked body seems to be leaking red. Her anus is exposed in front of a large audience.
This is painful enough, now you have to insert a dildo. I’m doing this for my beloved husband. Kiyomi told herself that, enduring the strong sense of shame. Lotion had been applied to the anus. Yasuhisa carefully inserted the dildo.
“Ah…”
Kiyomi let out a grunt as the dildo slid into her anus. Kiyomi’s hands left her ass and rested on the floor as if she was trying to hold onto the stage. Yasuhisa flipped the electric switch on the dildo and the head of the dildo hummed and rotated. Kiyomi’s ass twisted in response.
“Uh… ah… uh…”
From Kiyomi’s mouth came a hum that was unbearable to those who heard it. Yasuhisa was also unusually excited. Handing the dildo to the host, he turned in front of Kiyomi. Taking off his pants, he revealed his erect penis and inserted it into Kiyomi’s mouth. Then he thrust it back and forth as if he was having sex.
Kiyomi let out a dull grunt and actively sucked on the rod as well.
(Ah… Kiyomi…) had completely forgotten that this was a performance in front of the public, as if she was caressing Kiyomi’s breasts in her own bedroom. Realizing that the two men were serious, the host manipulated the dildo and played with the nipple with his fingers. The venue was so quiet that there was not a single sound.
All that could be heard was Kiyomi’s sexy humming.
“Ah… no… I’m going to… I’m so ashamed…”
“Kiyomi, just do it. Let everyone see you reach orgasm.”
Hearing this, Kiyomi once again swallowed the rod into her mouth and sucked it violently.
The moment the host inserted the dildo deeply, Kiyomi suddenly raised her head.
“ah… uh…”
Kiyomi’s back raised, her whole body trembled, and she flopped down on the stage. The entire room erupted in applause.
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An hour later, there were several pairs of men and women in the room surrounding Yasuhisa and Kiyomi, raising their glasses in celebration. Kiyomi had indeed been given the Queen’s throne. Minister and Mrs. Hongo, as well as Mr. and Mrs. Mamiya, as well as Professor Hashimoto and Rui Hui were all present, mouthing praises to Kiyomi.
It would be a lie to say that she wasn’t happy to be chosen as queen. But Kiyomi felt that it might not bring her happiness.
“It’s still early…”
Hongo said deliberately looking at his watch.
“It’s too bad to go to bed so early. Would love to spar with Kiyomi if we could, and we’d like to admire the queen’s flesh.”
“Great. In that case, think Kiyomi will be somewhere we can’t find her. In honor of this night, we’ll have to fight her no matter what.”
Hashimoto agreed.
“Kano, what do you think?”
Mamiya asked Yasuhisa.
Yasuhisa considered for a moment and said, “That’s it, Kiyomi won thanks to all of you as well, right, Kiyomi.”
Kiyomi seemed like she was about to speak, but only nodded her head gently. Kiyomi wanted to be alone with Yasuhisa and pamper him, but only agreed for Yasuhisa’s sake.
“Not bad for Kiyomi. However, we’re the only ones who want Kano to get over it, so let’s let our loved ones play with Kano.”
Hongo said.
“Hanging out with three women is almost like a harem.”
Hashimoto wore an envious expression.
“Now that it’s decided, let’s start right away.”
The men stood up joyfully. Kiyomi knelt on the bed with three naked men standing in front of her. Kiyomi swallowed the center man, Hongo Xiang Si Block’s rod in her mouth while taking the left and right men’s rods in her hands and rubbing them.
(Kiyomi, I really got the best woman in the world.) Yasuhisa sat on the sofa and gazed at Kiyomi’s movements. At his side there were Rui Hui and Mrs. Eiko pressing their naked bodies against Yasuhisa’s. Between his legs there was Yoshiko squatting there sucking on the meat stick.
“Hee hee hee hee, Yasuhisa is such a pervert. Watching Kiyomi suck on my husband still turns me on. See, it’s all popping up with veins.”
Looking at Yasuhisa with sultry eyes, she swallowed the rod deep into her throat.
(Pervert? Maybe. What’s wrong with that? This way I am able to get excited.) At this time, the man in front of Kiyomi changed position and continued the oral sex. Soon after, Hongo came behind Kiyomi. Reaching out from behind, he rubbed Kiyomi’s breasts, pinching and twisting the erect nipples while whispering quietly in her ear.
Kiyomi’s plump ass swayed from side to side with it.
“Ah… Minister… spare me…”
Kiyomi finally couldn’t hold back and spat out her rod writhing her naked body.
“Kiyomi doesn’t deserve to be called a queen when she stops doing that.”
Reprimanded by Mamiya, Kiyomi had no choice but to swallow Mamiya’s rod into her mouth once again.
One hand rubbed the professor’s rod and kept bobbing his head.
“How about this side of your pussy, Queen?”
Hongo’s hands slid down from the breasts and parted the clenched legs to find the stamen hidden inside. The nectar there was about to overflow, and Kiyomi clenched her thighs as she stroked over the hairless area.
But as she continued to stroke at the slit, she might have lost her strength and spread her clenched thighs apart. Just like that when she kept playing with the stamen, Kiyomi moved differently. Wriggling her ass impatiently, she let out a dull hum from the mouth that swallowed the rod.
“Kiyomi, want to have intercourse?”
Mamiya asked as he pulled his rod out of Kiyomi’s mouth.
“Well… yes…”
“That still doesn’t make much sense to me, so you need to be clear.”
“Give me… give this… to my pussy.”
“What… is this?”
“It’s… penis.”
Kiyomi finished and lowered her head in embarrassment.
“Haha coming from the mouth of a beautiful woman like that, what a thrill.”
As if he had won a special prize, Hongo said excitedly, “Then, let’s get you satisfied right away. Kano, is it possible?”
Yasuhisa nodded softly, his body and mind aroused to the extreme. The thought of his beloved wife being gang raped by three men was almost maddening. But the rod swelled even more, and his heart became even more excited.
“Ah… touch my pussy.”
Rui Hui pulled Yasuhisa’s hand to her stamen.
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Hongo took a charging position on the bed. With his body between the legs of the supine Kiyomi, he held his rod and rubbed it against Kiyomi’s stamen. Hashimoto and Mamiya pressed down on Kiyomi’s left and right hands respectively. Hongo’s lower body advanced violently, his thick rod pushing the labia apart.
“Ah…”
Kiyomi let out a grunt raising her chin. What entered the fleshy hole seemed to pass through the guts and reach the throat.
“Oooh… it’s still so narrow. How does the siliconized meat stick taste like, which I haven’t had for a long time?”
Both men next to her delicately caressed breasts and nipples. After the thick rod was thrust to the bottom, a fire-like scratching sensation arose in the lower abdomen. In front of Yasuhisa, I hoped it wouldn’t be too lewd, yet my body, which had been tormented one after another, could no longer control it.
Kiyomi couldn’t help but let out a grunt as the speed of the thrusts gradually increased and also rubbed her breasts harder.
“ah… no… uh…”
Both hands gripped the bedsheets, bouncing her ample breasts up and down as she thrust. Mamiya pulled Kiyomi’s hand to his rod. Seeing this, Hashimoto also asked Kiyomi to hold his rod tightly.
Being conditioned by the men, has been driven by instinct to perform actions that make the men happy.
“Comfortable? Pussy is about to melt, isn’t it? Why don’t you answer, Kiyomi!”
“Ah… I don’t know.”
“What? You say you don’t know? As if the conditioning wasn’t enough.”
Honky Tonk does a strong sprint.
“Umm… ah…”
“Does that make the cunt feel better? Answer it!”
Kiyomi finally spoke from her heart, her hands frantically rubbing both rods.
“Okay, you. Just have fun in front of your husband!”
A burst of the quickest pistoning motion caused Kiyomi’s hands to leave the rod and grip the sheets.
“Yes… ah… uh… now!”
Letting out a grunt and straightening his body, the intense pleasure traveled through his body like an electric wave to the top of his head. Hongo realized that his rod was beginning to spasm and immediately pulled out and ejaculated. The whitish cum sprayed on Kiyomi’s breasts and stomach.
“Kiyomi, apply the cum to your body.”
Kiyomi, who was still lost in the aftermath of her orgasm, smeared her cum all over her body in a haze.
“It’s my turn, isn’t it?”
When Hashimoto saw Mamiya nod, he came behind Kiyomi and made her raise her ass high in the doggy position.
“Spare me… spare me…”
“No, this is just the beginning. Women can do it many times in a row. After this, the sexiness gets stronger.”
Hashimoto slowly inserted his rod into the flesh hole.
“Ah…”
With just that, Kiyomi reached another orgasm. Hashimoto clutched her almost collapsed body and started thrusting.
The women around Yasuhisa see this light and begin to fight over Yasuhisa’s meat stick.
“Jingjiu, give it to me…”
Yoshiko rode up onto Yasuhisa’s lap, her arms wrapped around Yasuhisa’s neck, her ass slowly falling onto the rod.
“Ah…”
While letting out a grunt, he kept twisting his hips with the rod in the center. Yasuhisa was still gazing at his new wife, who was being raped, in the midst of her pleasure.
“Ah… I can’t… again… Jingjiu! Forgive me…”
The sight of Kiyomi being raped by the large Honky Tonk Minister made Yasuhisa even more aroused.
(Kiyomi, you’re the most beautiful woman, and the most slutty…) “Ah… uh… ah…”
Hearing Kiyomi let out an annoyed grunt, Yasuhisa surged forward.
“Oh! Kiyomi…”
Yasuhisa’s semen jetted inside Yoshiko’s flesh.
-End-