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Chapter 1: The Typical Flesh Lust

Fujise just wants to go home and get a good night’s sleep now.

One of his long hairs that hung down to his collar itched at his neck, making him feel bored beyond belief, and he brushed it away from his collar with one hand as he drove with the steering wheel in the other; Fujise was now going back to his place after having sex with Yahi all night.

Ashi had a beautiful body rarely seen in Japanese women; she had a well-proportioned torso, a slim waist, full breasts, and long, even legs, and her pubic hair was thick, curly, and rich with an ebony sheen. She never shaved her armpits, even when she was in full bloom.

Because she had studied ballet before, she danced exceptionally beautifully with her soul, and her legs were more than capable of doing a one-hundred-eighty-degree stretch out, and Fujise had already buried his body in that several times.

Ash is a TV commercial model, she sometimes dresses in a swimsuit, with her dark hair flowing in the wind for the shampoo company advertisement, the kind of glamorous camera makes people can not help but cause reverie.

Fujise and Yahi met when Fujise did interior design for Yahi, but he never took Yahi back to his own place.

He didn’t like the idea of a woman doing whatever she wanted in his room, and Fujise told Yash, “That’s where the men work, and neither that woman is allowed in my room.”

In fact, a bed was placed in the room next to his office. There was only a wall with a door between it and the office.

Fujise loved telling Yahi to take the horseback riding position because he could admire Yahi’s beautiful breasts.

Ashi’s breasts were as full and high as the stars of porn movies, with nipples pointy and slightly upward, and with furrowed lines like wheat. Ashi’s pussy was very tightly constructed, especially the entrance to her vagina had a smooth, silky feel that made Fujise not want to stop during sex.

Ashi had long hair that flowed straight down her shoulders, and as she lay on her back, her hair rubbed against her face and shoulders as she moved, causing Ashi to let out a faint murmur, as if it were a woman’s cry when she was hit by the splash of a rushing car on her clothes, or a woman’s startled cry when she was suddenly called to her room.

When Fujise inserted his erect penis into her vagina, it was as if Ashi had been hit hard, as if she was about to lose consciousness. She would tilt her face to the side, her jaws and lips trembling slightly; for some reason, whenever Ashi’s pleasure increased, her waist would slowly protrude upwards, and Fujise would push up from below in this situation, which he called the “pocket strike”.

He often used various names for boxing in the sexual act, such as the “pocket stroke” and the “hook stroke”. “Hooking” is sliding in from the side, that is, from the left and right sides of a woman’s pussy or from the upper and lower parts of her pussy, and makes Yahi’s pussy feel tightest when she is in a beastly position, when her pussy is gradually tightening up. She gets pleasure like a willow branch fluttering in the breeze.

Since Fujise had a physical relationship with a woman, he felt that most of the women’s pussies were more tightly constructed than normal when they were in this position, and some of them had a feeling of pulling it off as if they were bound by iron nails, making one wonder if they were having spasms and could not come out any more. Therefore, the tight and moderate pussy structure like Yash’s is the most ideal.

He then attacks this moderately tight hole with a strong, hard thrust. Don’t think of anything else to do in this position, just do “long strokes” and “short strokes”, just as in a boxing match a long punch after constant short strokes is very effective, and in the sexual act a shallow thrust will make the long drive feel intense.

Whenever she climaxed, she would involuntarily murmur “yah” or “ouch”, and would even shake her head and softly call out “come”. This was not something that Ashi said on purpose, but rather a habit that she had developed as a result of having sex with foreigners often in the past.

Fujise was trying to change her “come” to “leaked!” But for now, she’s still mixing “come” and “leaked!” at the moment, she’s still mixing “come” and “leaked!”.

That’s when Fujise would purposely say, in a full Kyushu accent, “It’s just soothing to feel soothed, but you have to say it in Japanese!”

In the time between last night and this morning, he had already ejaculated three times, and held back three or four more times, so all told he’d had sex with Ashi seven or eight times, so by now she was probably exhausted and sleeping quietly in the nude. There wasn’t a single spot of fat on her body, but she was dripping with sweat during the intercourse, making Fujise shower over still feeling like his whole body and hair were covered in her sweat.

Yash has a slight fox odor and smells in that area, but it adds to her sex appeal.

When Fujise saw a woman with light-colored sunglasses out of the car window, he thought (This woman is nice!) . His body was tired right now, but when he saw a nice woman, he refused to let her go. He didn’t want to have sex with her right away, but he wanted to get close enough to get her later.

So he pulled over and waited for the woman to pass by the car.

She has a different flavor of the body with Yash back from the cut, Yash in walking with a pair of long and even legs, head up and chest quickly forward, skirt obviously swinging; and this woman is like a lazy monkey perched in South America, lazy walking, eyelids down completely do not pay attention to the surrounding things, Yash has a golden yellow healthy skin, but her skin is white, exposed in the dress outside of the thighs, but also as white as snow, any man will see the stupidity of it, she did not wear stockings, only wearing a pair of sandals, although her face is slightly smaller, her features are very obvious. She has a golden yellow healthy skin, but her skin is white, exposed in the dress outside a pair of thighs, is as white as snow, any man will be stupid to see, she did not wear stockings, only wearing a pair of sandals, her face is slightly smaller, but the features appear very beautiful, her whole body, although exudes a lazy atmosphere, but also appear quite charming moving people.

Fujise was so nervous that he had to loosen his tie, and as he waited for the woman to approach the car, he said to her in a gentle and courteous manner, “Good morning.” It was eleven in the morning, and one could still use that greeting.

As if not surprised, the woman slowly turned her face around with a faint smile.

“I’ll take you wherever you want to go, okay?”

Fujise chuckled. He had a kind smile that came naturally to his face and seemed to be very good at making women feel sexually secure. He knew this about himself.

“I’m going to the super market for bread and coffee …….”

“I’ll drive you.”

“But in the opposite direction!”

“Never mind! Just turn around up front, I’m fine now anyway.”

Fujise said as he opened the door of the car, the woman also graciously sat in the car, at a closer look, the woman had a snow white skin, perhaps she didn’t like to go to the swimming pool or the beach for sunbathing in the summer, her skin was also very delicate, although Yahi also had a delicate skin, but she appeared to be taller, she was actually one hundred and sixty-five centimeters tall.

“Do you live around here?”

“Yes.”

“Let me give you a business card!”

He drove with the steering wheel in one hand, and with the other he pulled his business card out of his pocket and gave it to the woman beside him. His card was unusual in that it had a cog shaped pattern encrusted around it, and the face of the card was printed in Japanese, with his name in English on the back and the words, “Interior Decoration Designer.”

“Then I’ll take it without ceremony.”

“If it’s convenient, would you mind telling me your phone number, where you live and what you’re currently doing?”

“Didn’t do anything, am I not sitting in the car right now?”

He laughed, and the woman laughed with him.

“May I ask where you are currently employed?”

“I don’t have a job.”

“Then you must be a young lady!”

She shook her head in denial, and by then Fujise had pulled into the parking lot of the super market, and he got out of the car and walked to the other side of it, opening the door for the woman.

“I’ll join you in there.”

The woman suddenly mumbled and pointed to a man:

“I’m so sick of that bald guy.”

“Is the bald guy your lover?”

“I’m really sick of his constant coughing.”

“So, you’re his mistress, then.”

“You could say that.”

“Does he come to where you live from time to time?”

“Comes twice a week, and he’ll probably be here at noon today.”

Fujise’s mind reflected the scene of this woman lying naked in the arms of a middle-aged man having sex.

“If you hate him so much, leave him and get a job.”

“I think that would be too much trouble again.”

The woman stood quietly in front of the bread counter, she put her fingers in her lips, not knowing what she was contemplating. At the sight of the woman’s attractive expression, Fujise’s fatigue disappeared without a trace, and he became excited again.

This white skinned petite woman was named Asami.

After Asami had paid, Fujise carried a bag full of bread, jam, and fruit. Then he drove Asami back to the same place.

“You look sexy and stunning.”

“Even you say that, that bald guy of mine says that to me from time to time. But I’m lazy.”

“That’s what’s so fascinating about you.”

“What does that say?”

“You look like you just had sex with that slouch!”

“Oops! Don’t be ridiculous.”

She lifted her sailor to gently pat Fujise’s knee, her fingers looking so slender and her ears small, as if they were carved from shells, they looked delicate.

“You have charming ears.”

Fujise praised while reaching out to touch the woman’s ear with his fingers.

“It tickles! Why are your hands so itchy!”

A scarlet blush suddenly appeared on Asami’s cheeks, and Fujise suddenly reached out to remove her sunglasses.

Fujise first saw her dazzling slender eyes, then gently stroked her ears and neck, the woman was subjected to Fujise’s delicate touch, her eyes couldn’t help but mist up with a layer of moisture, and couldn’t finish feeling a little giddy yet!

“You seem to swoon easily.”

“It’s because I have less eye pigment than the average person.”

“Did you dye your hair? Or did you lose your color?”

“It’s natural.”

To the Japanese, that hair color is a rare natural coffee color. Fujise boldly reached out to touch the woman’s snow-white thighs that were exposed beyond her dress.

“Do you do this kind of thing often?”

She plucked away the other woman’s hand, the cool, silky feeling still remaining in Fujise’s hand.

“Very sexy.”

Fujise felt that the woman in front of him was indeed of different flavors from Yahi, and a sudden desire rose in him.

“I’d love to see you again, if Baldy doesn’t show up, can I come to where you live? I’ll call you beforehand though.”

“I don’t answer the phone when Baldy’s around.”

“What am I going to do if I go bald durrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr?”

“He usually doesn’t speak first, he waits for the other person to answer to make sure it’s a man or a woman.”

“So if I don’t speak up either, the other guy is bald if he doesn’t speak up?”

“Right! That’s a good idea. If I were alone, I’d answer it, but sometimes I don’t bother to answer the phone because I’m lazy and anemic, and the thought of holding the receiver gives me no strength.”

“We have a code word, cut off after the first blow of three, then fight.”

“Oh! I see, I’ll ring five.”

“What a pain in the ass to have to count! All right! It’s settled.”

As they talked and chatted, the car finally arrived at her apartment.

So he gently carried the paper bag full of fruit items into Asami’s room on the third floor.

Of course Asami wouldn’t easily let Fujise enter her boudoir, she only said softly:

“Thank you.”

When Asami opened her mouth to say thank you, Fujise sent her own lips up, but only this time she quickly moved away, accepting the other woman’s kiss on her cheek before throwing Fujise a wink and closing the door behind her.

Fujise thanked Asami for leaving her apartment and drove towards his office-cum-residence, still aware of his body’s renewed arousal despite the several orgasms he’d had with Ashi last night.

Fujise hired two people.

One is a female secretary, Chiko Nakatani, and the other is a technician, Kuraishi, who has a telephone in his office and one in his bedroom.

He went back to the bedroom and decided that Asami’s lover, Baldhead, probably wouldn’t be here yet, so he immediately dialed Asami.

He let the phone ring five times before cutting it off and calling again, but Asami didn’t come to the phone right away, probably still lazily fronting, and only after the bell rang seven or eight times did she pick up the receiver, slowly:

“Hey hey …….”

“You’re Ms. Asami, aren’t you, and do you know who I am ……?”

“You’re the guy from earlier!”

“Your bald head didn’t come, did it.”

“He had an emergency and won’t be here until tomorrow, and he just called to check on me to see where I’d been! I was kind enough to go shopping for him, wasn’t I!”

“And you cook for Baldy?”

“It doesn’t happen all the time, sometimes I call for delivery or eat out at a restaurant.”

“I’ll take you up to the most famous restaurant for dinner, can I come to where you live now?”

“It doesn’t matter if you come for a bit.”

“Will the bald guy come back suddenly?”

“No, he’s never done anything like that.”

“Does he have a key?”

“If I don’t let him in, what can he do?”

“How about meeting at six o’clock?”

She fell silent and didn’t answer.

“I’ll be there, I’ll stop calling to let you know yo.”

After saying that, Fujise hung up the phone.

If she continued to make small talk with her, the woman would change her mind and ruin the plan, so it was important to take advantage of a good opportunity. So Fujise explained to Kurashige what he had to do. Then took a two-hour nap.

He woke up from his nap and then resumed his work, finally leaving the rest to Kurashige, who took a shower and put on a fresh set of clothes before driving immediately to Asami’s apartment.

His heart was beating rapidly and he looked very nervous.

On the third floor, he stepped out of the elevator to a door equipped with a doorbell and pressed the white button. A crisp bell rang.

After a while there was still no answer to the door, and Fujise was suspecting that no one was probably home when the door suddenly opened.

Asami’s face was slightly made up, and she was wearing a low-cut nightgown that vaguely showed her soft breasts, which was even more dainty than the way she looked in the car in the morning.

Fujise sensed from the expression on Asami’s face that there seemed to be an opinion that she wanted to have sex.

As he led Asami to a couch, he wrapped both of his arms abruptly around Asami’s slender waist.

Asami stopped in her tracks, and Fujise gently kissed her on her snow-white back, which also had a deep cleavage that was rare for the average Japanese, and a very beautifully curved room bladder that was quite charming.

Asami had tied her hair into a ponytail and coiled it up, revealing a smooth, white, thin neck with only a few strands of hair flowing over it, from which she could imagine her pubic hair was thin and dark.

Fujise kissed her thin neck tenderly, while Asami’s face quivered slightly as if it would tickle.

He took Asami by surprise and pushed her down onto the bed, then slipped his hand through the corner of his shirt, Asami resisted slightly at first, her body moving slightly, but Fujise didn’t have to put much effort into subduing her, sliding his fingers down to Asami’s sparse tufts of grassy area, where her skin was urbane and cool, and then he slipped his fingers back up to the closure to find that it had become a little bit clammy and wet.

By this time, Asami’s lips had left Fujise’s and were lying open and supine upwards, and from the broken mouth one could see a pink tongue attached to the back of the teeth on the upper lip, which Fujise thought was a very pleasingly cute mouth.

After Fujise’s legs gradually loosened, he could easily touch the mucous membrane of Asami’s lower body.

He inserted one finger slowly and felt as if it was being sucked in, then tried to insert it with two fingers and with a little more force, but there was no way to do it, not only did the entrance to the pussy give an uncanny feeling, but also the inside was just as lovely.

Asami’s back still seemed to be very tense all the time, her lips were trembling, and her jaw protruded slightly upwards as if she had been beaten, and green veins could be seen on her transparent snow-white skin.

With one hand, he began to slowly undo the pajamas on Asami.

In doing so, Asami would have to lie prone, and Fujise would have to pull out one of the inserted fingers.

In fact, aside from her pajamas, Asami wasn’t wearing anything at all.

Fujise sensed that she was expecting a hug from him.

Presented with a white body that was not easy to see normally, Fujise suddenly felt an inexplicable gratitude in his heart.

Asami opened her thin lips as if to indicate that she was in need, and Fujise’s hands began to gently pinch her nipples; he was remarkably good at pre-coital carcasses; most women liked gentle, intentional caresses, but a few preferred to rub and fondle their breasts in a forceful way, or gently nip them with their teeth.

Fujise went with his gut feeling that Asami liked gentle caresses.

He ran his palm over the cleavage, then flicked the nipple, and Asami’s breasts had begun to heave up and down, and Fujise could plainly see her tongue pressed against the side of her teeth as he looked through her slightly open mouth.

A hazy murmur escaped her full throat as she stuck her tongue out beyond her lips, and her jaw remained tilted back.

Fujise ran his fingers up to Asami’s sensitive neck, and Asami did indeed tilt her head to the other side.

His short manicured nails slid over the skin, seemingly touching no bones as he tenderly stroked Asami’s sensitive ears, neck, and then slowly slid down to the soft, thin shoulders.

Slippery fingers eased their way up the arm to the inside of the elbow and kept stroking there repeatedly before touching the thin armpit hair under the armpit.

Fingers glide over the breasts and then proceed to the abdomen.

At this point Asami’s chest rose and fell even more, and her breathing became more rapid.

Fujise ended up sticking another finger into the center of Asami’s slit.

His fingers felt surrounded by a stronger force than the party, if he wanted to put his fingers inside, he couldn’t do it without adding some strength, gradually his fingers had an astringent feeling, and the tightness slowly increased.

But that tightness was softer than Yash’s.

He’d always had a high opinion of Yahi’s unique tightness, but Asami was a much more voluptuous mollusk of a body.

Asami’s hands had moved to the sheets, her fingers gripping them to make them wrinkle, and her hands kept moving afterward.

There was an unobstructed view of the tongue in Asami’s mouth, her jaw now protruding slightly, and Fujise thought of her as if she was on the verge of the peak of orgasm.

So after caressing it once more with his fingers, Fujise was ready to kiss at the apex zone of Asami’s tender white thighs.

He had wanted to caress this woman’s bottom with his mouth after he had gotten up from his nap, and he had been so aroused then that now he saw exactly what he had imagined, a pink landscape in the thinly tufted grass.

When he spread Asami’s thighs as far apart as they would go, she gave a frightened cry, and then a small sound of “Uhh!” came from her breath. Her jaws clenched tightly while she turned her face to the side as if she was enduring some kind of pain, her body kept twisting from side to side, and both her hands suddenly grabbed the bedsheets and suddenly grabbed the railing of the bed.

The armpits look very sexy with thin, dark armpit hair.

Fujise pulled his finger out.

He licked the vicinity of the pussy with his tongue, then he kept sucking at the center of the woman’s body as if he were eating, moving his tongue back and forth as if he were savoring a delicacy, gently, then back and forth up and down from side to side as if he were wearing around a shoelace.

Asami seemed to be satisfied with what Fujise was doing, and suddenly there were two or three “mmm” murmurings, followed by several “mmm” rapid breathing sounds.

This woman doesn’t seem to be very good at making loud yells.

Fujise felt very excited and stimulated by the actions and reactions of the woman in front of him, she was indeed a woman with a different flavor from Yahi.

Fujise gently gripped her aroused and swollen part in her hand, she gently stroked it up and down, and as the pleasure gradually increased, she frequently let out “Mmmmm! Uhh!” as the pleasure increased.

Asami said in an embellished sobbing voice at Fujise’s question, “I need to.”

Her body kept fluctuating like a wave.

“What do you think? Whose do you think is bigger when I compare it to baldness?”

“Of course you are!”

“Whose hard?”

“And yours, of course.”

Asami seemed to be stimulated by her own words, and her whole body fell into a state that she couldn’t restrain, she opened her mouth again and wriggled her pink tongue as if it were a mollusc snail.

Fujise gazed at her lower body while caressing it.

In an instant, he stopped his caressing motion and decided to change positions and adopt a 69 stance.

He gently and lightly ran his tongue over Asami’s pink area to increase her pleasure.

And Asami tactfully took that part of Fujise in her mouth, feeling like a mollusk squirming.

The way she did it was completely different from Ashi, who raised her head high and then took it in deeply, a very intense do, but Asami was using sucking to give birth to a very tight and supple sensation.

Asami double gripped the sheets tightly, shrugging her shoulders slightly.

Fujise put the finger remove into his mouth to stand some saliva that could act as a lubricant before applying it to his hardness and aligning it once again, which seemed to be a bit of an astringent sensation.

At last he managed to thrust in, and he felt as if he were enveloped in a soft tightness.

Fujise suffers three setbacks and finally reaches the deepest point without incident.

Whenever Fujise was blocked, Asami said, “Don’t,” but her two hands were wrapped around Fujise’s back.

Fujise also hugged Asami’s smooth, soft body so hard that he could feel his chest pressing against the soft breasts in a daze.

Fujise held Asami close with one arm while the other caressed her bladder and shoulders.

“Not too hard, slowly and deeply …….”

The word “deeply” sounded very sexy to Fujise.

He said slowly:

“Do you like it deeper?”

“Yes, like it!”

“Does it feel ticklish inside?”

“Yes, it tickles!”

Asami let out a satisfied grunt and wrapped her arms around Hirose’s back even harder.

Asami’s body that was being held was fluctuating like a wave.

Fujise withdrew the hard, swollen part, then sent it in deep again.

When Fujise did that, Asami’s jaw lifted high as if she had been hit, and a faint “Ah!” sound came out of her mouth one after another, and she clung to his back even harder. faint sounds from her mouth, and she clung to his back even harder.

“Feeling good?”

“Great! Great!”

Asami whimpered in reply, her two hands wrapped around Fujise’s back began to move as if she were climbing a tree.

Fujise began to pump slowly as well, thinking it was too intense to chew on Asami’s subtle construction.

Asami’s cunt was overflowing with warm liquid, Fujise thought: this is what happens when you gradually move into the realm of the merely, at first like a sugar syrup, and then finally like mucus clinging to his hard, swollen thing, and Asami’s pleasure heightens with it.

One could tell that Asami had reached her climax by the sweet sounds she kept making. and then she yells, “Hee!” Soon Asami softly exclaimed, “I can’t do it anymore.” But Fujise thought that she hadn’t reached her true climax yet.

Fujise had learned from his many experiences of making love to women that when a woman said such things, her level of arousal was not too great. When it really reaches the peak of arousal, a woman is no longer left with the strength to say that kind of thing.

Asami’s back straightened slightly as she let go of the two hands wrapped around Fujise’s back and began to grasp the sheets beside her, as if she felt that she couldn’t get any more intense pleasure just by holding Fujise’s back.

But Asami not only grabbed the sheets, but also grabbed the pillow, and then let go of the pillow with both hands to grip the railing of the bed tightly, her body rising up as much as she could, her mouth yelling, “I’m going to die.”

Fujise still felt that she hadn’t reached her peak yet, and his thoughts were still on the idea that when a woman said something like that, she hadn’t reached the true pinnacle.

So Fujise exchanged doing deep and shallow thrusts, two times out of ten it was deep thrusts, which increased the pleasure even more.

The entrance and exit of Asami’s pussy gradually had a more beautiful feeling, and vaguely could hear a “snorting” sound coming from that area, which was the sound of the mucous membrane being rubbed by the shallow thrusts and deep thrusts.

“Did you hear that?”

Upon Fujise’s question, Asami replied, “That sound was so wonderful.”

He rubbed the mucous membranes again, deliberately, and once again the exhilarating sound rang out.

“It’s great, that sound is just wonderful.”

Asami, whose sexual desire was strong, her voice gradually changed from strong to weak, and Fujise was able to see her bright red tongue, and snow-white neat see teeth from her open mouth, and her cheeks flushed with a scarlet color.

After Fujise’s shallow pumping, he did powerful thrusts again after satisfying the candy-like feeling.

“It’s there, it’s there!”

Asami became even more hoarse! Her fingers unconsciously scratched Fujise’s back, her fingers were trimmed short, perhaps her lover had asked her to trim them because they had been scratched in pain, and even though she had called him “bald”, she must have felt that lying in his arms was no different from Fujise’s, and that both were capable of orgasms of total oblivion.

When Fujise thought of this, a nameless jealousy flared up in his heart not long ago, and thus thrust his even more erect thing strongly into the depths of Asami’s flesh.

Fujise’s attack was not all focused on the same place, he not only used strong force in the sensitive area, but also gently rubbed, more left and right up and down constantly attacked, and then he found out that Asami’s most sensitive part was on the right side, because whenever he deeply inserted into the right side, Asami cried out, “It’s there.”

Strictly speaking, she doesn’t get as much pleasure out of the long drive as she does out of the return trip after the long drive; in other words, she doesn’t get as much pleasure out of being hit deep and marking as she does out of that scraping sensation on the return trip, because that’s when she’ll say, “There! There!”

In fact, Fujise felt some sort of blockage at that swollen top bulge, where the slime seemed to be particularly sticky, clinging to his thing as if it wouldn’t let go, something he was forcing himself to, to get out of the way and then go looking for it again.

Finally, Asami stopped saying, “I’m going to die” or “I’m going to go” and just kept her mouth closed, and when she opened her mouth to gasp for air, it seemed like a faint sound of blowing was coming out of her mouth intermittently, and at that time, the mucus in her lower body became even thicker.

Fujise suddenly realized that Asami’s eyes were dripping with teardrops, her face was even more caressing and charming than usual when she was lying on the bed, with thick eyelashes, scarlet cheeks, and especially her cute bright red tongue slightly spitting out of the outside of her teeth, constantly licking her upper lip, which was truly something to be looked at and pitied and loved, and Fujise’s lips kissed towards Asami’s eyelashes.

Asami’s chest rose and fell.

That part of Asami still contained Fujise’s already softened object, and Asami still had a molasses-like sensation there.

Fujise was radiating into Asami’s body due to being unable to hold back. As for Asami, at this moment, as if she had been slapped, her hands were spread out on the bed sheet, and her chest was constantly rising and falling, as if she was having trouble catching her breath.

Fujise then reached the tip of his tongue under Asami’s eyelids just as she was falling into a comatose state, and this time Asami turned frantic, raising her body and then stretching it out again. Her hands gripped Fujise’s shoulders, then loosened their grip on the railing of the bed, her teeth clenched, then suddenly loosened, and she lay in a state of mixed weakness.

Fujise saw blood spots on Asami’s lower lip as he fubared his face and sucked on it.

“Eyes are so arousing, it’s the first time I’ve tried it.”

“Bald would he do that?”

“He’s not doing it, he looks like he’s in a hurry to die every time.”

Doesn’t he do diverse caresses for you?”

“When he did that, he did it before he got hard and swollen, and he thought it would make him hard, and he was embarrassed when he didn’t get hard, so he did it.”

“So it is!”

“You’re amazing and nothing like him!”

“Of course, I’m young!”

“It’s not a matter of age, you’re experienced and we seem to fit.”

“I feel the same way!”

“I seem to enjoy this sort of thing.”

“I like it myself, but I think you need it more than I do.”

“How do you know?”

“Of course I know.”

“There’s something I want to ask you to do.” Asami was still holding Fujise’s thing.

“May I? I have two things, but I’m ashamed to say them.”

“You might as well say it and hear it.”

Although Fujise’s thing had shrunk, Asami’s molasses stuck to Fujise’s thing and didn’t seem to want to let go.

While Fujise was talking to Asami, his lips still kept sucking and blowing on Asami’s shoulders and bladder, and Asami’s cheeks kept rubbing against Fujise’s cheeks and the side of his shoulders, that cold skin sensation and the warm and moist sensation inside Asami’s body were two very different flavors.

She seemed reluctant to see the light and half squinted her eyes. This kind of demeanor revealed her moving sensuality even more than before the lovemaking. Nowadays, anyone who saw Asami’s eyes could conclude that she had just had sex with a man.

“One is in the ass.”

Asami blushed and told Fujise to visit.

“Who taught you that?”

“I guess that must be nice.”

“Doesn’t baldness do it?”

“I don’t even want to do it with him.”

“You never mean to stick in there!”

! That’s not what I meant. I mean that your slender fingers cause me to feel faint, I guess! I was unconscious for a few seconds just now, too, when you touched my eyeballs with your tongue.”

“And what’s the other one?”

“That one I’m even more embarrassed to ask.”

Fujise’s limp parts gradually became erect in the sugary syrupy liquid, and it seemed that Asami sensed it as well, her breath began to come in sharp gasps again, and both of her hands began to grip the sheets so tightly that she couldn’t even do a normal session under these circumstances.

Fujise didn’t move from the things that brought him back to hardness, only ruffling the hair that was strewn across Asami’s face, caressing her smooth neck, and dropping his lips to Asami’s in a floating kiss.

“What the hell?”

Asami’s body trembled slightly.

“I want you to watch.”

She gasped as she spoke, and from the way she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, it was clear that her pleasure had intensified again, and the little bit of blood left where she had just bitten through her lip and bled seemed particularly stark.

“Do you bite your lower lip every time you come?”

Asami shook her head gently.

“Is it bleeding?”

“There! Sucked you!”

“That’s a first.”

“What the hell do you want me to look at? If I was told to look at that place, I would have seen it already.”

“No!”

Asami moved her shoulders slightly and lifted her neck:

“It’s getting progressively bigger again!”

After saying that, both hands tightly wrapped around Fujise’s back once again.

“I want you to see where I made love to the bald guy.”

That comment really gave Fujise a big boost.

His thing instantly swelled up and began to move again inside Asami’s molasses-like body groove with all the finesse it could muster.

Asami immediately fell into a fainting state.

Chapter 2: The Skin of the Beast

After two days, Fujise accomplished one of the two things Asami had asked for, in fact, the first time he made love to Asami, he could have agreed to it in passing, but at that time, Asami had refused.

“No way! If I get over-excited, it will make the bald guy suspicious, and when he sees that I’m not responding to anything he’ll say, ‘You’ve probably been screwing other guys.’ Say! Who was he?” After he pressed me like that, I answered deliberately, “Yeah! I did play with a young, strong man.” Whereupon he would growl in displeasure, “Say that again!” And I’d gamely repeat it again, and the bald guy would be especially excited to hear it! It was hard to do it in the right way, so that he would get over-excited and energized, and I’d be in trouble again! Of course he’s not someone who can’t have sex and doesn’t want him to play me more than you. I’m also worried about what if he has a brain hemorrhage, or a heart attack! What will I do then?”

“Just call a doctor when the time comes.”

“But a man dying on me would make me feel a little embarrassed, and if he did die, my life would become a problem again, and I’d have to go out and find a job again!”

So Fujise decided to visit her again in two days.

By the evening of the third day, Asami said that Baldy had something to do and couldn’t come.

“What if he comes suddenly? Even though you’re sure that he won’t come, will he arrange a trap beforehand to see if you have another man?”

“There’s absolutely no such thing, I’ve searched his wallet and there are airplane tickets in it.”

“Why look in his wallet?”

“Just for curiosity yah! I wanted to see how much money he usually carries, usually around two hundred thousand dollars!”

“You didn’t pull some out for yourself?”

“I don’t do that. People like him are very refined, for how much money they have in their pockets is know exactly, occasionally he will give the wallet to me for safekeeping, but that’s just to show off, even if it’s a thousand dollars, he has to count it, especially his counting demeanor, it will make people laugh, I don’t know what it is, whenever this rich man counts the bills, it will become godly very much! “

The above session did not take place at the second meeting, but was a casual conversation at the end of the first rendezvous.

Asami fell asleep again as if she had lost consciousness and awoke after about thirty minutes.

But when Fujise was going back in, he looked again to see that the hickey was almost gone.

At that time, Fujise thought to himself, “This is the skin that belongs to the beast.”

The second time they made love, Fujise was not lying prone, but on his back on the bed, enabling Fujise to use his hands as he wished.

It’s not just about using your hand on that part. By that part I mean the rear part, and having an interest in that part of the same sex would be homosexual.

Asami’s snow-white, supple body lay on her back, her plump, bouncy breasts standing straight and high, her nipples standing even more like mountain peaks, her areolas and nipples a transparent pink color, a rarity among Japanese.

Fujise saw Asami’s lips open and her tongue licking the insides of her upper teeth, and knew that her arousal was high again.

Her lower lip quivered involuntarily when her nipples received a kneading, and her eyes began to close.

He was talking to the woman on purpose because he liked to see her slightly open-eyed demeanor:

“Asami you’re so sexy, whenever you get an orgasm, it’s like your body is paralyzed.”

Asami wanted to open her eyes and speak, but as if pulled by a force, she had to squint her eyes into a thin slit and could only vaguely see the eyeballs inside.

“Yes.”

She replied lazily.

“What would become of you if an emergency suddenly occurred at that point and the caresses had to stop?”

“Don’t be so cruel.”

Her voice became very soft.

Under the touch of his fingers, Fujise could tell which type of skin a woman’s skin belonged to, such as cool, delicate, silky, or boneless.

Instead of directly caressing Asami’s skin with his fingers and tongue and lips before making love, Fujise applied caresses to the thin body hairs on Asami’s body, so that Asami’s body shivered continuously under Fujise’s smooth and soft strokes.

Asami’s body was also enjoying the sensations from Fujise’s nails, which were particularly effective on the side belly and thigh roots.

Fujise knows exactly what to use where: for example, the tongue and lips are particularly useful for the neck, ears, and armpits.

With short nails and fingers on the skin, is not touching like touching, is to use the sex, two fingers of the fork, will be soft little arm, as well as the side of the abdomen, waist, thigh roots and other places.

But for the knees, the tongue and lips are better.

As for the center of a woman’s body, use your tongue, of course.

Fujise licked Asami’s pink area with his tongue over and over again, circling all the way around there.

In the center of the pink zone there is an even brighter red area, for which you have to bend your tongue and then straighten it out to flick it.

He can be very flexible with his tongue and can be rolled in diagonally.

Asami began to let out a series of “hee hee” noises, indicating that she had reached an orgasmic state, and she gripped Fujise’s head tightly with both hands.

However this is only a minor culmination.

When Fujise remembered that the last time he had caressed Asami’s eyeballs with his tongue, Asami had reacted as if she was unconscious and showed a comatose reaction, he once again pushed his tongue under the eyeballs.

So the body from Asami’s chest down began to twist from side to side, and her breathing became very rapid.

“Ah! There it is.”

Fujise clearly heard Asami’s faint cries.

So he instantly applied caresses to her sensitive right eyeball.

In a short while Asami made a crying sound like “Uhhhh!” She was probably having a mild orgasm by now.

Fujise went along with Asami’s request and decided that he would start to gently run his hands over the high spot behind her.

He was more or less knowledgeable about this technique.

Because he was afraid of catching coliform bacteria on his hands, he had to be especially careful; Fujise decided which hand would be better to use first, and then started to move.

He decided to use the pinky of his right hand, as Asami might not be too used to it yet, so it was only appropriate to start with the thinner water finger.

He very gently pressed the fleshy part of his pinky finger against the tight area and began to rub it gently.

On the other hand, his tongue and lips kept licking and caressing the pink zone, flicking and pulling each other, sometimes in a circle. Of course, he didn’t forget to lick the “perineum” area with his lips.

But there soon after it was not possible to use lips or tongue, because it was necessary to insert other fingers into the woman’s center part of the relationship, while the water finger coated dive.

When Asami was stimulated by this, she couldn’t help but let out an “ah” cry, her body twisted like a wave, and her hands gripped the bedsheet so hard that Fujise could clearly see that Asami’s hands that were gripping the bedsheet were constantly trembling.

Fujise saw a stronger reaction than the last time she was caressed before sex.

Fujise asked, looking up:

“How does it feel?”

Asami replied with a gasp as if she was in pain:

“Great!”

Although her face kept swinging from side to side, her pink curly tongue was still visible.

Fujise decided to insert his ring finger instead.

Then he licked away with his lips and tongue and the pink zone and sucked hard.

Asami seemed to be unable to hold back and started screaming out again, her whole body even slightly trembling.

She finally weakly cried out in a series of indescribable sounds, which echoed between Fujise’s ears.

She laid both hands flat on the bedclothes, moved her upper body slightly and shook her head as if to get up, and when she lapsed into silence again, she had passed out.

All that was left was a faint breathing sound.

What it would feel like if that swelling thing came out at this moment, Fujise’s heart pounded with excitement.

In fact, Asami was one of the most comfortable women to hold. Her skin was not only cool, but it didn’t sweat, and Fujise didn’t sweat either, and neither of their bodies had any flab, so they were comfortable to cuddle with.

Asami was one of those women whose -pleasure was more intense than her cunt-core pleasure, and Fujise had made sure of that the last time they’d made love.

Fujise backed away from both Asami’s front and back zones, and naturally so did his lips and tongue.

So he began to make his swellings go in to the fountain that was no longer anything, and his thing had swelled to great fullness.

He aimed at the source, but there was a rather strong resistance that blocked him. It was due to the sexual stimulation he had given Asami, which had concentrated a lot of blood there and blocked the advance of his bulge.

In fact, this is no more than a form of process, in fact, this kind of intentional obstruction, not only can make the woman feel deeply pleasurable, but also can increase the man’s pleasure. Generally speaking, the smooth intrusion, not as much fun as the first blocked, and then break through the barrier.

That said, the resistance was too strong this time.

“Asami, you probably wouldn’t have accepted it if it wasn’t very hard!”

Asami opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, and answered with a red face:

“Yes. If it’s not hard, it won’t go in.”

After saying that, Asami let out a weak cry, and as if stimulated by the cry she made, her body once again rippled.

She gripped the sheets again with both hands and began to tremble beside her shoulders.

In fact, a woman with a strong sexual appetite like Asami refused to accept weakness, and his lover probably had a very hard time every time.

Fujise felt that every time he received strong resistance from his opponent, he felt that his own was also increasing in strength, so he broke through the defense with a single blow.

Asami’s body lurched.

For her body was round and soft, as if she were a quivering mollusk quivering on the bed.

Asami’s arms wrapped around Fujise’s back once again.

Fujise wrapped one hand around her back and stroked her breasts in front of the other.

Fujise already knew that Asami had a sexy belt on her back, so by constantly stroking it with the hand that was encircling her back, it would multiply Asami’s pleasure and make her feel pleasurable.

He continued to lick and caress Asami’s fair breasts and armpits with his tongue, and at the same time gently blew his breath into Asami’s ears. In addition to the fact that he had used two of his fingers to caress the area one after another just now, it had caused Asami to fall into a state of indulgence and delinquency.

As if something was choking her throat, she made a continuous, indistinct “nah” sound, and her neck was thrown back so hard that Fujise saw another teardrop at the corner of her eye and in the hollow underneath it.

Women can’t help but shed teardrops when they get extreme pleasure.

Now Asami was in that state, she wasn’t bawling, she was whimpering. So what happened to that part of Asami? It still continued to be holding Fujise’s thing.

To Fujise, that tightness was no longer important, because inside Asami’s body, she felt something slippery, like molasses, but if that was all, it was not much different from last time, but this time, she felt a different flavor.

It was a situation where Fujise felt something gently brushing past his swollen part. It was as if a sailor was pulling at his thing inside the woman’s body, or as if a pulse was beating.

Fujise suddenly remembered the story of “The Beads Will Come Out”, which goes like this:

Once upon a time, a famous painter and a famous writer had a chance conversation with each other, and they exchanged their experiences of making love to women with each other.Painter A asked Writer B about it:

“Did you know that women spit out beads?”

“Mr. A., so that’s what you mean by beads, I was seeing a woman for a year, and during that time something happened that I still remember to this day, and I still remember the moment very clearly, I felt as if a small hand was gently brushing the head of my thing.”

“Right! Right! I feel the same way, like there’s a bead spinning inside a woman’s and it’s going to touch at any moment.”

In fact, Fujise felt something brush against that just as he kept pumping and thrusting inside the molasses-filled woman, though it was only a momentary sensation, and the phenomenon appeared at the moment of pumping appeared as if something gently stroked the head, a sensation that could not be described in words.

A woman with this phenomenon was indeed rare, at this time Asami’s nostrils, which were pressed into Fujise’s armpits, were emitting gulps one after another, and her head was rotating frequently, Asami might have smelled Fujise’s body odor, which added to her pleasure.

“I can’t seem to move my back, so I hope to be fully recovered before Baldy comes.”

“It’ll come right back, because you’re so strong, I used to make a hickey on you, and when I had to go back I realized it was almost gone. I hope the beads will come out again later.”

“That’s only when I reach my climax, and I’m already looking forward to the next one now.”

“I’m also looking forward to it… will there be more of me in the future?”

“Of course there is, whenever Baldy finishes making love he falls asleep on top of me, but his body is so heavy that it often overwhelms me and I slip out of him, he doesn’t even realize it, so on that occasion I get to make love to you in the sofa chair and have another good time.”

This is an example of a conversation they had on the phone.

Fujise thought, “Women are scary.”

Fujise finally decided to hide behind the curtains and look out over the house. The curtains were located behind the television, a place that Asami’s lover would never touch, and the light in the house was already quite dim, so there was no way to realize that someone was hiding there.

Originally, Asami would not have thought that there was a man hiding in the house, not to mention his poor eyesight.

Fujise wanted to watch Asami having sex with her lover from the darkness, and Asami thought it would be more pleasurable for Fujise to see her having sex.

“Afterward you describe to me in detail what happened.”

“I will.”

“Don’t you care?”

“You can’t say that, I didn’t meet you until later, and besides, I didn’t take care of your life, I didn’t even have the right to speak.”

“But you like me a lot, don’t you?”

“Of all the women I’ve ever known, you’re the best.”

“But that woman had to go crazy having sex with a bald guy, you know?”

“I’m not too exclusive, so maybe I can live with it.”

“Why are you so cold?”

“Maybe.”

“But I love that about you too, and every time I’ve broken up with you, I’ve been wondering when I’d get to see you, the night after tomorrow.”

That night finally came.

Fujise sat quietly on the couch waiting for the doorbell to ring while Asami sat on his lap in the meantime, her entire body buried in his embrace as they kissed passionately before the two shared another cigarette.

Asami’s eyes were already moist.

If the man who came in would find things a bit odd, it was due to Asami’s eyes.

When the electric bell rang, it was exactly seven o’clock in the evening.

Fujise had long ago prepped on how to hide himself from the world.

The location is a triangular area in the corner of the house.

Fujise hid his body in the corner of this triangular structure, with the curtains in front of him and the fence on the periphery, it could be said that it was very safe and not easy to be detected by a person hiding there.

Especially so that Fujise could peer into it, Asami made it a point to brighten the lights a bit.

The light was shining into the room from the direction of the TV, so it was much less clear from the man’s direction.

Asami wore a short nightgown, not wearing any clothing underneath, and no adornments hanging from her chest.

Fonzie Fujise had been caressing Asami for twenty minutes, so he refrained from intense caressing to prevent reaching orgasm.

“Asami, I miss you so much.”

Entering the room was a large, red-faced, balding man who pulled Asami into his arms and kissed her hard.

From the looks of the kui, it seemed as if he was a figure of considerable consequence.

Fujise thought the man was either a politician or an industrialist.

Fujise didn’t ask Asami what the bald guy’s name was.

Asami didn’t know whether she had forgotten about Fujise, who was watching, or whether she had deliberately done it to show him, but she hugged her bald head tightly; her lover’s body was huge, and Asami’s body looked even smaller in the strong contrast.

The man carried Asami gently to the bed, and Asami spread both of her pale thighs so that the valley with sparse tufts of grass could be vaguely seen.

As if she had been in heat for a long time, Asami opened her mouth with a wriggling pink tongue.

The man quickly took off his shirt.

Asami, who was already in heat, was no longer able to attentively help the man hang up his clothes, and lay down on the bed softly, although the man had not yet done any teasing, her two hands had already gripped the bed sheet tightly, and fronted her back, and as soon as her body moved, her thighs in the nightgown became more and more exposed. In an instant, the grassy part of the bush was already reflected in Fujise’s eyes.

“You take it off too!”

The man had a red-faced face, thick eyebrows, and a huge nose, and he looked like a dictator.

He successively took off his shirt and sweatshirt, and then began to take off his pants.

As if Asami had already had the stimulation of her sexual desire and had paralyzed her motor nerves, she slowly began to rock herself next to her shoulders, removing the nightgown from her body as she shook her waist, letting it slowly slide down.

Asami was completely naked at this point.

Fujise, who was peering from the sidelines, was thinking that Asami, who was lying on the bed, must be excited and thrilled by being watched. This could be called a variant of sexual desire, that is, the pleasure of satisfying one’s own desire with one’s own desire, and Fujise suddenly felt that he knew and did not know Asami at the same time.

The man’s body was still in short underwear, he had a bit of a greasy belly, but not of a very fat physique, and a small amount of chest hair on his chest.

“Your body is really lewd, but there’s an indescribable flavor to your kind of lewdness, and it’s hard enough to find women like you in this world these days.”

Asami opened her lips slightly, her pink tongue curled and ambled inside, the tip of her tongue pressed against the back of the gums of her upper teeth.

Fujise saw Asami’s naked torso faintly emitting pink color and his own sex time is not, heart not long ago flooded with a wave of jealousy.

“Hey! Look at that!”

Asami pouted to the man.

“Good! Good! Heaven’s immensely favorite thing about that one, I’ve got to see it properly.”

That part of the man’s body was still hanging low without spirit, but it was quite large.

Fujise was able to detect that something inside his pants had developed an erection, and as long as he waited for the man to go to bed, Asami would be able to leave the bed and enjoy the pleasures of cheating with him on the couch, as the two had already agreed upon earlier.

However Asami seemed to have forgotten about it now.

The man climbed out of the bed and pulled a flashlight out of a drawer, shining it at Asami’s lower half from Ran.

And Asami boldly spread her thighs of her own accord.

Fujise could clearly see all parts of Asami’s body from the strong light. Asami’s pink zone was facing Fujise, and it was glistening with wetness, and her perineum was slightly wriggling like a cicada’s abdomen, all of which Fujise could see very clearly.

Indeed that part of Asami’s body looked as if it had grown there for the purpose of doing that, and that writhing look made it seem otherwise as if it were alive.

Fujise didn’t realize until now that that part of a woman could squirm.

The man’s eyes moved closer to the area with the light from the flashlight, probably because it was too close for him to see clearly, and then he made his eyes fall back.

Fujise was able to see Asami’s body only after the man had twisted his body, and at that moment Asami was lying on the bed in an exaggerated pose, as if she had deliberately done it for Fujise to see.

“Nah! You tell me!”

“Again you told me to say that you are really kinky lake, you have soft spongy things inside you that are pink, a color that is unique to you.”

The man pushed his hand away from the pink part and continued to shine the flashlight.

“Is that enough?”

“It’s not enough!”

“Do you like having people look at you that much?”

“Yes!”

Asami’s voice trembled slightly.

The man carefully described what he saw to Asami, but because of his lack of sharp observation, he neglected to mention the moving part. After a few moments, the man threw the flashlight on the carpet and began to lick and wipe Asami’s part with his lips and tongue.

The man tickled the soles of Asami’s feet with one hand. Asami received a tickle, her toes curled up involuntarily and began to twitch.

Then the man moved his hand to the center of Asami’s foot and kept stroking it.

Asami’s abdomen began to rise and fall violently, her body also squirmed a few times, her two hands were originally grabbing the bed sheet, and then grabbed the bed railing, her body was like a snake desperately twisting.

At that moment, Asami tried to turn her face in Fujise’s direction so that he could clearly see what was going on, and although she was already getting a great deal of pleasure, Fujise thought that she had not yet truly indulged in that situation.

Asami’s body was petite, but her breasts were plump, and although they appeared flat when she was lying on her back, they regained their plump shape once again when she was lying on her side.

Fujise realized that the man’s thing had not yet reached full erection at this point.

Later, the man lay across Asami’s body.

“Asami, you do it for me!”

Asami slowly raised her face, which was flushed as if she had been drenched in a bath.

She put her hands against the bed, then propped up her upper body, and her beautiful and attractive breasts were once again reflected in Fujise’s eyes.

Asami ruffled her fingers through the hair that had fallen out of her face, revealing a pair of misty eyes.

As if she was doing it on purpose for Fujise, she slightly opened her bright red lips and her tongue kept wriggling.

Finally her face was bent down to the man’s lower half, her mouth open against his thing and her high breasts hanging down, and Fujise noticed that Asami’s previously pale skin flushed with a deeper color of redness.

Asami began with a gentle caress with her tongue and lips like a brush before she stuck out her pink tongue and licked it gently.

Asami’s tongue tenderly licked and caressed the man’s thing, her tongue twirling there in and out, and Fujise thought that he was probably in the same situation when he was being teased by Asami.

Fujise clearly saw Asami making caressing motions with her sensuous lips, as if she intended for Fujise to see the scene.

Because Asami was in a prone position, a glance at her plump ass was visible.

The man’s thing gradually grew in size, and Asami’s small lips seemed to have a hard time holding it, taking it in in one big gulp and then letting it go, her face constantly fronting, before taking another bite of the man’s part.

Asami now began to flick her tongue over the swollen head and neck, straight up from the bottom.

Fujise thought to himself, “You’re really good at this.” Asami was a master at sex.

Of course, Fujise’s thing was also very excited, and he could vaguely feel a slight tingle from the swelling inside his pants.

The man finally spoke, starting with, “Very good.”

And again, “Just do it.”

When he said, “That’s it,” Asami also held the man’s thing in her mouth, and then Asami suddenly showed a general expression of pain.

As the man began to press down on Asami’s head.

This caused Asami to become all red, gradually deepening her pained face.

Asami finally couldn’t take it anymore and pushed her head away from the man’s hand, then coughed fiercely a few times, her face lying on the man’s thighs, her shoulders and back shrugging from the gasping breaths.

Fujise thought, “Maybe Asami has already climaxed.”

But Asami didn’t reach the point of orgasm, she just left the lower part of the man’s body because she was having trouble breathing.

“Nah, I can hardly breathe, why are you holding my head down?”

“No, I feel very soothed.”

By this time the man’s thing had grown quite large and was in a usable state.

The man’s body finally covered Asami’s petite body.

From Fujise’s position, although it was hard to see, it was possible that the man had already placed his swollen thing squarely between Asami’s streams and valleys.

And had penetrated, because at that moment Fujise clearly saw Asami’s neck and body swinging like waves, and bright white legs entwined with the man’s reddish-brown legs.

The man’s hips rose high and then descended, Fujise and saw their point of contact.

After the man buried the object in Asami’s body, it appeared and buried again.

Asami’s part seemed like a living object, gulping the man’s thing over and over again, Asami’s lip and tongue work had an effect, the man said in a touched tone:

“Today’s Asami is better than any other time before, there’s a change this time, Asami is just different inside, it’s like something is moving inside.”

“Ah, you! I’m about to–“

Asami wrapped both hands tightly around the man’s back, her thin fingers squeezing the man’s back violently.

Her pink zone, moist and glistening, contrasted sharply with the black tufts of grass that clung to her body, gulping and gulping the man’s rising load.

The man didn’t take a strong action, probably due to his age and the reason that with a strong action he wouldn’t be able to enjoy the wonderful flavor of Asami’s body structure.

“Ah! Asami, it’s moving.”

The man was still after this statement.

Asami suddenly screamed “Ah!” , then flipped her body and said with her face in Fujise’s direction.

“I can’t! I’m dying!”

She murmured as she opened her mouth and stuck out her pink tongue, her eyes red, her squashed breasts visible from under the man’s chest, along with thin armpit hair.

Seeing this Fujise could barely hold back the lust that was stirring in his heart.

But he thought, “I’m so not willing to put my own in after the man has cum!” Hopefully, he would have to tell Asami to take a shower while the man was asleep, but, even after the shower, it was still questionable if he could get clean.

So Fujise decided not to use his lips and tongue to lick and suck Asami’s place today. But no matter what, Fujise was finally able to enjoy a pleasure full of trembling sex that he had never experienced before today.

From Asami’s expression filled with confusion, it looked as if she had forgotten that Fujise was peering from the sidelines, when Asami’s body began to make noises.

Fujise remembered the first time he had sex with Asami, there had been a “Baa!” It was the sound of a short punch rattling her molasses. When Fujise asked her, “Did you hear that?” When Fujise asked her, “Did you hear that?”, Asami replied, “That’s a nice sound!” .

This time Asami also said in a muffled voice:

“Nah, you make that sound again for me.”

“Asami, do you like listening to it that much?”

Fujise thought at that moment that Asami’s mucous membrane might have turned molasses thick, and Asami finally stopped making noises. It was like the gyroscope of an intensely spinning gyroscope had come to a standstill. Later on, when Asami was with Fujise, she only made a slight “ooh” breathing sound.

The man spoke again:

“Asami, I’m going to cum!”

Without making any reply, Asami grabbed the man’s back hard with both hands.

By this time, the man’s movements had taken on the most intense state, and Asami’s body also stood up and kept twisting, and finally the man let out a low, deep moan, and his body heavily pressed down on Asami’s body and didn’t move.

Both of Asami’s hands let go of the man’s back and lay flat on the sheets, her mouth still open, and Asami saw certain parts of her body still squirming.

Breasts that overlapped with the man’s chest hung fluffily, revealing pink nipples and areolas rarely seen in Japanese women.

As As Asami said, the man’s body, connected to Asami fell asleep.

At that moment, Asami’s eyes drifted mournfully to Fujise, and Fujise realized that her eyes were already moist.

So Fujise stepped out from behind the curtains, unzipped his pants, and showed Asami the swollen thing. Asami’s eyes became even more misty, as if covered in a fog, and her mouth opened even wider. Even though she had already had an orgasm from her lover, the sight of the young Fujise immediately brought out her eroticism again, which was evident in her frown.

Asami began to move herself slowly under that man’s body. At this point, Asami’s body might still contain the man’s already softened object.

Asami’s upper rows first broke free of the man’s arms, leaving the man’s upper body prone on the bed.

Then she had to deftly disengage her pinned lower body again, at which point the man’s body jerked slightly.

Asami thought that there was probably no problem after she heard the man let out a loud snore.

Asami managed to break away from the man’s embrace, slowly moving her sexy white torso, fearing that she might wake up the sleeping man as if she was gently climbing down, and although her figure was petite and delicate, her plump breasts were clearly reflected in Fujise’s eyes.

Asami threw a wink at Fujise, after which she brushed her hand through her full head of hair and walked into the bathroom.

The man lying on the bed had a rather large body, perhaps he had done some kind of strengthening exercise or something before to get such a robust cut, the man’s forehead and the back of his head were bald, and there was a reddish color deeply branded on his neck.

Fujise thought to himself, “This person will probably die from a cerebral hemorrhage.”

Fujise sat down on the carpet, and if the man opened his eyes at that moment, he might be able to avoid him.

What would become of the situation if the man opened his eyes and found Fujise in the room? Maybe he would kick Asami out in a fit of anger, and what would he do? He could also beat up this man, and thinking about it Fujise had developed the feeling of giving up.

That’s when the sound of clattering and flushing came from the bathroom.

As if she was intentionally stalling, a good five minutes passed before Asami hobbled out of the bathroom.

Wrapping her body in a large bath towel, Asami gave Fujise, who was sitting on the carpet, a smirking expression, as if to suggest to him, “It doesn’t matter much now.” , then pointed a finger at the sofa, which was a very long sofa chair.

Fujise stood up and pointed a finger at the man lying on the bed.

Asami smiled and nodded her head in greeting.

Fujise padded toward the sofa chair.

Between the bed and the sofa and chair, there happened to be a rattan screen covering the way.

But the rattan screen had small holes, and the man could still see Fujise if he awoke.

However, the backrest of the sofa chair would cover Fujise’s body as long as he lay on it.

Knowing this situation, Fujise laid back on the sofa chair with a sense of relief.

He took off his shirt and pants one by one and threw them onto another chair, but he still had his shirt on in case something happened and he could quickly slip away clutching his pants, he was very confident in his motor and reflex nerves.

Asami – sitting on her knees on the carpet, her lips slowly approached Fujise’s lower half.

She simply ignored her lover who was sleeping on the bed and started caressing Fujise’s things without any fear at all.

Asami is really a woman with a pretty strong sex drive.

Fujise tugged at the corners of his mouth as if he was going to say something, but he hurriedly shut up for fear of waking the sleeping man.

Fujise reached out and started rubbing and caressing Asami’s pale and plump breasts.

At this point the wrinkles on Asami’s forehead sunk even deeper.

Asami sucked hard, and after a pained and uncomfortable look gradually appeared on her face, she held it deep and still, only intensifying the power of her sucking.

Fujise’s thing had swelled up and hardened to the point of no return.

After a moment, Asami let out a “Mmm!” She let go of her mouth, and then her whole body fell weakly onto Fujise’s abdomen, her shoulders trembling like waves.

Fujise gently rubbed Asami’s soft breasts with one hand.

At this point, Asami had almost reached the state of orgasm, she used her right hand to ruffle away the hair scattered on her face, her lips pressed tightly on Fujise’s lips, her pupils were already wet, her misty eyes were as if she was drunk, and her cheeks were already flushed with a reddish haze.

The two men glued their lips together again.

Fujise felt the movement of Asami’s lips exactly as the sticky sensation of that part of her.

Asami overlapped her naked body on top of Fujise’s as she gasped and twisted her body.

Fujise, however, was apprehensive about his lover lying on the bed. The fear that he would get up without a word and spy on him making love to Asami had been weighing on his mind.

But the excitement did increase Fujise’s arousal.

Asami was trying to insert herself into Fujise’s body as if it were a toy for inserting balls, and she opened her plump lips and kept wriggling her tongue, followed by licking the inside of her upper lip, showing that she was in heat1

Initially Fujise’s thing is not easy to penetrate into Asami, soon after, there is a series of faint “oooh” sound, that is, Asami’s body and Fujise’s expansion of the body has become one.

But the first time was only halfway there.

Fujise’s hands wrapped around Asami’s back as he pushed up from below as hard as he could.

At first, Fujise felt an astringent sensation, which was also an indescribable pleasure due to the feeling of his thing rubbing against a narrow channel.

Right in front of Fujise’s eyes was a pair of plump white breasts, beautiful and alluring, with a low-hanging curve below the trifle bone, the areola and nipple showing a pinkish color, and the tip of the nipple even showing a translucent red color, a little bit similar to a cherry.

Asami’s mouth was still open, with a look of pain, but not pain, and with her face turned to the side, she let out a low “ah” as if she couldn’t stand it.

Asami used one of her hands to pull one of Fujise’s hands close to that part, then Fujise wrapped his hands around Asami’s waistline, Asami’s body was soft and her whole body seemed like it had no bones.

The two men swung in silence, and only a snoring sound could be heard.

The astringency gradually receded in favor of a sugary syrupy slime that gradually came around.

By this time, Asami’s body had sexually generated a sweet taste, as if it were a delicacy, and was constantly changing flavors. The narrow feeling had turned into a molasses-like feeling.

The expression on Asami’s face was as if she was saying that she had been completely subjected to Fujise’s erect and hard thing, and whenever she felt very pleasurable, she opened her mouth wide and her tongue began to lick the inner side of her upper teeth back and forth, and at that time Fujise could clearly see every movement that her tongue was making. The expression on her face as she furrowed her brows seemed to be in great pain, but the way she opened her mouth seemed to be a smile.

Asami didn’t dare to make a sound either, she desperately endured, only to see her enduring and shaking violently; and suddenly squeezing Fujise’s muscles, trying her best to keep herself quiet, and sometimes when she really couldn’t endure it, she had to gently let a small voice of “Mmm!” Sometimes, when she couldn’t hold back any longer, she could only gently let a small sound of “Uhhh!” intermittently come out of her throat.

Fujise felt an excitement he hadn’t felt in the past under these tense and exciting circumstances, and as he pushed up from the bottom, Asami’s face began to twitch again, her chin protruding, and her whole body shaking violently as if she had been hit hard.

She pressed one of her hands against Fujise’s chest as if she was trying to push him away, and her face still showed an expression of pain, her jaw kept tugging, and it looked like, if she added more pleasure, she had the appearance of not being able to endure it, so she hugged Fujise tightly again, and as for the matter of her lover, she had long since thrown it out of her head, and she really feared for the moments that would come after her.

As Fujise once again admired those white, plump and attractive breasts with their translucent pink nipples, Fujise realized how sexy and caressing the woman in his arms was, and that he might not be able to meet this kind of woman in the future.

But he couldn’t give Asami any more pleasure, so he held Asami’s body tightly and whispered beside her, “Stop moving, just hold still.”

Asami’s body trembled in Fujise’s arm, her skin was urbane and slightly glowing, yet not the least bit damp.

It was a stark contrast to how Asami’s body was filled with wet heat, and Fujise again felt his thing harden even more as it was surrounded by a layer of warm and sticky liquid.

Asami’s situation changed again, a pulse was felt beating against the stillness of Fujise’s swells, and the whole thing was again powerfully contained by Asami’s body.

There are some women’s things that cause pain to a man’s prick due to excessive tightness.

However, the beauty of Asami is that there is a layer of softness in the tightness, so no matter how strong the tightness is applied, the man will not feel pain.

Fujise started caressing with his hands on Asami’s back, the soft shoulder blades didn’t have any protrusions, they were straight and formed the shape of a groove line.

Fujise started caressing there with subtle strokes, so Asami’s back moved slightly, and the side of her shoulder started to tremble along with it.

“Who do you think is best, the bald guy? Or me?”

“Of course you are!”

Asami replied in a small and pouty voice.

“It’s like a pulse is beating, it was like molasses a moment ago, but now it’s a pulse beating.” She couldn’t seem to hold back and said in a thin, trembling voice, “It’s so beautiful.” The body slowly trembled as well.

Asami said again, “This, is so beautiful” He could vaguely feel the sucking gradually intensifying inside, and the pulsing seemed to intensify along with it. Fujise felt Asami’s entire part twitch. He involuntarily murmured, “Very good.” In fact, he was so aroused, too, that gusts of snoring reached his ears clearly in the silence of the world. “Still slumbering.” Fujise put his mouth close to Asami’s ear and gently whispered in recognition as if he were blowing wind.

As he did so, Asami’s body trembled even more, and what was inside her once again enhanced its movement, her pulse pounding at the same time.

As Fujise pushed up from the bottom, Asami’s mouth moaned “oooh” again, and just then, the sleepy snoring stopped.

From Fujise’s direction, he couldn’t see the bed because the back of the chair blocked his view, and there was a rattan screen between them.

That’s when Fujise heard the man say in a slurred and sleepy voice, “Asami, what are you doing?” . And Asami was trembling in Fujise’s arms. Fujise should not be able to see Fujise from that man.

Asami, although she was intoxicated by the beauty of sex, seemed startled for a moment, then slowly braced her completely naked body.

“Too excessive and tired …….”

She braced her upper body while still containing Fujise’s erection inside her.

“So I slept here for a bit.”

“Come on, come here.”

“Hold on, I’ll be right there!”

“When I opened my eyes and couldn’t see you, I wondered where the hell you’d gotten to.”

“It didn’t go there, I just wanted you to get a good night’s sleep.”

In this critical situation, Asami was calm as a mountain, and Fujise secretly thought that she was really very bold. Because he was already tense, but Fujise was acting as if nothing had happened, it really made people break out in a cold sweat, if the man got out of bed at that moment and came this way, he would find him and Asami naked and hugging each other, and the consequences would be unimaginable. Asami seemed to feel sorry for him, and reluctantly moved a few times in Fujise’s arms before slowly leaving, because of the tight closure, Fujise was afraid that there would be a “plopping” sound when he pulled out, and Asami seemed to feel a strong excitement at the moment of separation, and her hands were resting on the back of the chair, and her shoulders and back shook uncontrollably again. Her shoulders and back trembled uncontrollably as she rested her hands on the back of the chair.

(If we keep stalling like this, sooner or later we’ll be found out.)

Fujise was secretly anxious as Asami just rested her jaw on the double resting on the back of the chair as if she didn’t have the strength to walk over.

“Here it comes! It’s like my backbone is coming apart!”

A low murmur followed before she gingerly left the couch and headed for the bed.

That’s when Fujise started to figure out what should be done. Since the man was old and not a triad figure. Therefore he didn’t feel too much fear or intimidation, he gently slid from the lesser hair to the carpet, and since he was afraid of being discovered, he had to lie down on the carpet to get dressed. That was much more difficult than expected. Sometimes reaching and sometimes twisting his back, and again being careful not to make a sound.

Suddenly a miracle occurred, it turned out to be the radio that started playing soft music, Fujise intermittently heard someone talking over the music, but it wasn’t coming from the radio, it was the sound of Asami talking to her lover.

“No!”

Asami pouted.

“Why don’t you! I need to go to the restroom!”

“Not now.”

Asami’s voice was very clear and pleasant, while the man’s voice was thick and indistinct and strained to be heard.

“Go back later, it’s not like it’s urgent.”

It was as if the man didn’t know what to say, made even more slurred by the music that covered it, and at this point if the man did get out of bed and go to the restroom Fujise was bound to be found out, as there was nothing to hide behind where he was. If there had been a blanket, he could have covered his body with it and laid down, but now there was nothing, only the air ducts of the air conditioner above his head.

This place was no place to stay, and he had to take advantage of the opportunity Asami had created for him to escape, so Fujise ambled across the ground. Fujise had no idea where Asami had hidden his shoes, so he had to go out in his socks, and since it was nightfall now and no one would notice his bare feet, he tucked his tie into his pocket and slowly crawled toward the door.

Music still echoed in the air, the kind of music that didn’t seem to be what Asami normally listened to, because Fujise had heard Asami say that she hated the songs of Miho Haruo, whose ballad was now playing.

Seeing that the door was unlocked, Fujise thought that Asami had probably pre-arranged it so that he could get out without any problems, and opened the door with a little noise, which was fortunately muffled by the sound of Haruo Miwa’s song, and the man didn’t seem to hear it. He gently pushed the door open, and then quickly ran outside.

Chapter 3: Hypnosis

If a person eats something delicious, he will feel that everything he used to eat is unpalatable, and the intoxicating aroma of brandy and whiskey will become tasteless.

Fujise used to drink cheap whiskey. Later, as his income grew, he began to drink fine foreign liquor, and it was only one day, when he happened to drink what he used to drink in the past, that he realized how he had been drinking such poor quality liquor in the first place.

Called Asami, this woman, Fujise thought she belonged in a fine whiskey and delicacy.

So, there was no more interest in Yash, who used to sleep with him and work as a model.

So Fujise must now find a woman who can rival Asami.

There are so many women in this world, but in Fujise’s opinion women are too few again, which is to say there aren’t many women worth sleeping with.

(Ah! I’m so unfortunate!)

But Fujise turned to another thought.

(And I can say I’m the happiest man alive!)

Why do you say that? Because he can pick out outstanding women, that is, he knows what makes a good woman.

That night he wore only 4 socks, ran on the cold concrete to where he parked his car, and drove back.

By the next day, Fujise came to Asami’s place to retrieve his leather shoes, and naturally he hugged Asami once more.

While making love, Asami kept5 shaking her body, she was a woman with a very high sex drive, and the tightness in that thing was different every time with different flavors, the power of sucking inside was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes it felt like a worm wriggling, sometimes it felt as if something was bouncing.

By the next morning, Fujise could vaguely feel Asami’s slime seemingly flicking at the head of his thing.

Of course, Fujise was already satisfied, and he left the room without moving, while Asami lay still on the bed as if she had fainted.

There was no way Asami would have awakened all at once, and if someone had snuck into her room at that time, she would have been raped.

If someone purposely peers outside the house, when they see the man step out of the room, they think: (Good! Here’s your chance!) and opens the door and walks in, naturally Asami is defenseless.

Is Asami perhaps waiting for such an opportunity and gladly accepting the advances of her uninvited guest?

A thought suddenly came to Fujise, and he thought (I’ll try it too!)

In fact, Fujise wanted very much to get his hands on the woman who lived across the room.

Fujise’s room was on the fourth floor of the apartment, and in the room across from his room, number four zero six, lived the woman he wanted.

He hadn’t been too keen on hitting on the women in the same apartment because he was afraid of the trouble it would create.

That is, he doesn’t want women who have had sex with him to bother him, seek him out, and stick to him like a piece of gummy candy.

So Fujise had been observing the personality of this woman for half a year, and she had moved here seven or eight months ago.

Fujise’s room was equipped with fish-eye glasses, and even though there was a corridor between them, whenever the door to the opposite side of the room was opened and closed, a vibrating sound would reach Fujise’s room.

It was then that Fujise would look through his fish-eye glasses, and the woman would either be just about to step out of the room or enter it.

The woman was about twenty years old.

(It’s probably best not to.)

Fujise thought that every time.

She often carried a binder of official papers or something like that, and I wondered what her occupation was, Fujise still couldn’t guess after thinking about it for a long time. Sometimes she went out at noon, sometimes in the evening, but always came back late into the night.

Fujise thought she might be working at some club, but it didn’t seem like it from her plain appearance. She was either wearing a smart dress, a dress, or a shirt and jeans. But no matter what she was wearing, she was holding a cardboard folder in her hand, so why would a woman who worked at a club bring something like that to work?

When she was in her room, she could usually be heard with music, and it was bound to be a popular ballad in English or French.

Fujise meets her in front of an elevator on an autumn night.

The woman probably didn’t know yet that Fujise was the tenant living across the hall from her.

“You’re the one who lives across the hall from my room, aren’t you!”

“Well ……”

The woman had a body with healthy wheat-colored skin, and she responded with a red face as if she knew Fujise.

“I’ve seen you from time to time, and I think you’re a beautiful looking woman, and since we’re neighbors, I thought it best not to get too close, so how do you know me?” The woman’s cheeks flushed more and more with a scarlet blush. Perhaps the woman had also secretly noticed Fujise’s demeanor through her fish-eye lens when she heard the other’s voice opening the door.

The two walked into the elevator together.

“You work there exactly, I’d love to know what you do for a living?”

She was silent. At a closer look, she was quite a mature woman, judging from the color of her skin, she seemed to have a bit of Southeast Asian ancestry, and if she could take off her clothes, she would definitely be able to see her plump and high breasts, and she stood at a height of about one hundred and fifty-seven or eight centimeters.

Her hair was not curled, it hung straight over her shoulders, and the white orbs of her eyes had a hint of a faintly greasy sheen to them. As he stepped out of the elevator, Fujise said to her, “Good night.”

The woman echoed, “Good night.”

Fujise left the door to his room open and unclosed so he could see the door to the woman’s room.

Now ear is the season when you don’t need cold or warm air.

Fujise, besides sleeping with Yahi once every two weeks and cuddling Asami once a week, also dabbled with other women on occasion.

As soon as Fujise entered his room he began to take off his clothes, the door to his room remained open and once he had removed his shorts towards the door he went into the bathroom to take a shower.

He wasn’t worried about thieves coming in, come in all you want, there was nothing to steal anyway.

He used it after the shower, swinging it there, then suddenly put one hand to that sensitive part, and began to rub and caress it with the palm of his hand, and she opened her lips, and a look of what looked like pain passed over her brow at once, and it could be ascertained that she was already aflame with arousal.

So he opened the door he had just closed and entered the woman’s room, then he unlocked it.

Naked, Fujise stuck his face between the woman’s spread thighs.

“Oops! You ……”

Though the woman cried out in shock, her hands wrapped around Fujise’s head and pressed down hard between her legs.

The woman’s part was already wet, and Fujise smelled something he had never smelled in the past, which seemed to be the floral scent of chrysanthemums.

From her mouth, she cried out “No” again, but despite her mouth, the angle between her legs opened wider, and she didn’t push Fujise’s head away, but just kept pressing it inward.

Fujise began to use her flexible tongue. The spring water between her streams and valleys was stained, and the chrysanthemum-like flavor was getting stronger. Fujise was calculating in his mind, should he put her down on the couch? Or should he carry her to the bed? Of course, it was much easier to play on the bed.

Fujise then raised his head. Then took the hand of the woman reclining on the sofa.

The woman’s face appeared red as if she was drunk, her moist eyes as if she had just cried, and she looked at Fujise in a daze.

He took her hand tenderly and said, “Let’s go to bed.”

The woman quirked her lips as if she was about to say something, a look of wanting to say something, and gazed at Fujise with sad, forlorn eyes before making her way to the bed, and laying down supplely.

Her eyes, which seemed to have just cried, kept staring at Fujise.

Fujise immediately caressed the left breast with one hand, and in addition sucked the nipple of the other breast with her mouth.

The woman’s breasts were of the bouncy, southern-girl variety.

The woman clasped her hands around Fujise’s head and began scratching at his hair.

At the same time she began to cry out “Ah!” She was suddenly convulsing again, as if she couldn’t hold back the thrill of pleasure.

Fujise realized that under the woman’s armpit, there was something as big as a grain of bean growing.

“It’s Tits!”

Fujise muttered to himself.

If you didn’t look closely, you wouldn’t be able to spot it, the little bean-sized breasts seemed like little lumps that had been stared at by mosquitoes, and judging from the fact that they were on both the left and right sides, they were undoubtedly water breasts. His tongue then turned to the watery breasts.

Conspicuously, that area was the erogenous zone, because she started whimpering and twitching again.

He pivoted her arm, his tongue slowly moving to her armpit.

Her armpits were thick with armpit hair, slightly foxy, and yet they were perfect for her.

Whenever Fujise’s hand touched the sensual area recessed under her armpit, her body would bounce and Fujise heard an “Aah!” sound come out of her mouth. sound from her mouth.

Fujise also saw her use her open hand to remove the pillow under her head, as it would get in the way of her movements when she was jerking around. Once her hand released the pillow, she started grabbing the sheets.

At that moment, Fujise thought of not having kissed the woman yet, and moved his mouth to her face, pressing it to the red and slightly puffy lips.

Those lips had no raised wrinkles and were swollen as if with measles, a sensation that would remind one of that part of a woman’s body.

The two of them were just so engrossed in kissing that Fujise felt himself gradually getting aroused and the woman getting confused with it.

“Why do I meet such wonderful women every time?”

Fujise suddenly sprang to thank God, when the woman’s tongue gradually curled and sucked in.

Fujise gently and slowly sucked on the other’s tongue.

Her mouth was also filled with a refreshing taste of chrysanthemums.

Then, all at once, Fujise turned his lips to the woman’s lower body and gently flicked at the solid rise.

There are three ways to flick the protrusion.

One uses the nose, two uses the lower lip, and three uses the tip of the tongue.

He applied all three methods to the protrusion, so Fujise realized that her sob-like sounds were strongest when she was using her lower lip to flick it.

Fujise then realized that she liked it too, her two pieces of flesh that were separated from side to side like lips being taken in by the man’s mouth.

Also, that is, she was welcoming Fujise’s fingers invading inside her.

The woman began to whimper, “What am I going to do?”

Fujise could feel that same swollen feeling inside her lower body and made a holding motion.

Fujise thought: (Her body isn’t bad!)

The woman’s molasses was more plentiful.

Fujise felt a slight irritating pain in his fingers, which was probably due to some special ingredient contained in the woman’s love juice.

Because Fujise’s nails were trimmed short, the woman’s bodily fluids penetrated easily.

He not only used one finger, but added another, which was a bit of a stretch, but from that moment on the woman’s rocking motion accelerated.

The woman’s face began to swing from side to side, her mouth was shouting “ah”, and her entire face, centered on her nose, extruded into radiating wrinkles.

Then the woman let out a sob of wanting to cry and said, “Can’t stand it!” , the upper row of teeth clenched on her lower lip.

Then she opened her mouth again, revealing a row of neat shell teeth, while the wrinkles that made a radial shape centered on her nose were even more deeply imprinted on her face, and her voice gradually raised.

Fujise’s fingers felt a hard lump of flesh deep inside her, and the woman let out a high pitched sound whenever her fingers touched that spot.

Shortly afterward, she cried out, “I want the real thing!”

“What’s true?”

Fujise said as he pulled the woman’s hand to hold his swollen thing while the woman gripped it hard:

“That’s it.”

“What’s this called?”

Fujise, though already aroused, wanted to tease the woman, and on the other hand, wondered what she would call that thing!

The woman whimpered as she cried, “I want the real thing!”

“You don’t have to be polite, what is this called exactly?”

The woman finally lowered her voice and said, “Male roots!”

He hadn’t even expected the woman to say such a thing: he mentally expected her to say, “Baby!” He expected her to say something cute like “Baby! Instead, the word that came out was “man-root”.

“You can still say such difficult words!”

The woman repeated in a shaky voice, “Ah! I want it real!” Then continued to hold his hard-on.

So he withdrew the finger he had inserted inside the woman and thrust his erection into the richness of the molasses.

The woman’s position was one of a leaning upward, and though it was a bit jerky at first to enter, it then began to slip and slide.

However, when Fujise inserted his own thing into it, he suddenly had an itchy feeling as if there were yams coming from inside, but this itchy with a painful sensation made him feel even more special.

Just as his fingers felt a tingling sensation, now Fujise’s erection felt the same slight tingling.

The woman began to clench her teeth, her face gradually scarlet, and twisted from side to side, as if she couldn’t bear it. Her two hands gripped the bedsheets beside her, her back swayed like waves, and she made a sound that sounded like crying, “Ahh! This is really great!”

Fujise, on the other hand, squeezed the woman’s breasts with both hands.

There are all kinds of preferences among women, some like to squeeze gently and some like to squeeze hard.

And just what kind of way did this woman like it? Thinking this way, he squeezed those plump breasts, which were very bouncy, harder.

The woman closed her eyes tightly, her face covered in wrinkles, she wasn’t as good looking as she usually was at this point.

Some women don’t look very pretty on a normal day, but once they have sex with a man, they invariably become gorgeous.

Fujise thought it was too bad about the woman’s face. So he embraced the woman’s body in his arms.

At that moment, the woman’s hands wrapped around Fujise’s back, and her fingers began to grab at his back, and in a realm of oblivion that knew no bounds.

Fujise wrenched away the woman’s hands that encircled her back and pressed them flat against the bed.

Because the woman had sharp nails and was coated in crown tan, the consequences were unimaginable in the event of a messy grab.

The woman with her hands pinned down initially struggled a bit, but was unable to free herself, and it was as if she had the feeling of being raped. This feeling in turn fueled her pleasure, and her mouth continuously screamed out “Wow! Wow!” sounds.

The woman’s room still plays FM music, echoing through the space.

Whenever Fujise thrusts forcefully, the woman cries out in a voice that sounds like a cry, “Ahh! That! Really!”

Fujise thought it was very strange that someone had taught her to say that, so he whispered in her ear, “Look “that’s really coming again!”

It then occurred to him that he had decided to resort to attacking from behind in order to keep the woman from scratching his back.

And the woman expressed no objection to Fujise’s switch.

“Ah! I’m going to really ……”

Fujise couldn’t help but smile at that.

Chapter 4: A Try for a While

“Big brother!”

Fujise at first thought he was calling someone else’s, not his own.

But after two or three times, the call of “Niinii” still came from behind, Fujise thought (maybe it’s me?), and turned around to see a girl in jeans standing there. Fujise thought (Maybe it’s me?), so he turned around and saw a girl in jeans standing there.

It was a boulevard. Fujise was walking in the direction of Harajuku, and asked just as he stepped down the steps:

“Anything?”

The girl had a delightfully cute face with curly hair, she had a few pimples on her face and was a very clean looking girl, especially cute between her nose and the corners of her mouth, her pupils had a light teal tinge to them.

Her skin is yellow but slightly brownish, and she stands around one hundred and sixty centimeters tall.

“Big brother, you’re very handsome!”

“You’re too young to say such things.”

“It’s true!”

“You dare toy with the lord?”

“I didn’t mean that, you wear tight pants too!”

“You’re meddling too much.”

“You buy me, okay?”

Fujise felt strange at once.

“What? I thought you were a high school student, but it turns out you’re a call girl.”

The girl said, shaking her head violently:

“It’s a high school student! But I’m in good, good shape, yo!”

“Do you want sex, or do you want money?”

“I’ll take both, but I don’t just sell them to people unless I pick them out I’ll take them, but it’s pocket money.”

“Do you hang out in this neighborhood a lot?”

“Not often, but whenever there’s a man I see, I want it.”

“How dare you, I don’t want it if I’m sick.”

“Don’t look down on people! I am going to see to it.”

“Because it’s not easy to detect when a woman gets gonorrhea, it’s easier to detect when you have gonorrhea in the bladder, but there’s gonorrhea there because it’s not easy to detect because there are no conscious symptoms.”

“The more you talk, the more you don’t talk, the men I’ve had sex with in the past, if they were infected by me, they would have already come to settle their accounts with me! But nothing like that has happened so far, so don’t worry about that!”

“According to you, are you currently still associating with those people?”

“Well, they all think I have a great body.”

“What grade are you in high school?”

“Second grade.”

“Do you know what an orgasm is?”

“Oops! Don’t underestimate me, I’ve known it for ages.”

“Maybe you think you get it! And what does [to get] mean, do you understand?”

“Of course, I know!” Fujise looked at his watch.

“Here’s the deal! Is it okay if we meet again in an hour?”

Fujise now had to get to a teahouse near Meiji Road right away because he had to discuss business with someone there.

“Yeah!”

Fujise then told the girl the teahouse he was going to and taught her to wait at another teahouse near this one in an hour.

“Right! What’s your name?”

“Yayko.”

“Whatever your name is doesn’t matter, so I’ll see you in an hour!”

“You have to come, yo!”

“Oh, right! How much do you want for it? You’re so good looking, and you probably have a good body.”

“Of course! Ten thousand.”

“Okay, got it, you’re not bringing a bodyguard!”

“Why are you so paranoid, there are no people like that around the Harajuku neighborhood, those taijins, delinquents and the like are the ones I hate the most.”

“That’s for the best, I’m relieved.”

Fujise was in a (tentative) mood at this point.

Yeko waited at the appointed teahouse before Fujise.

After she saw Fujise appear, a reassuring smile couldn’t help but appear on her face.

“It’s been over an hour, and I thought you weren’t coming.”

“I’ll come when I say I will.”

Fujise ordered a cup of coffee, and when he saw that Yeko had finished hers he asked, “Would you like another cup?”

“Okay.”

When Yeko had half of her coffee left, Fujise spoke up, “I’m busy, let’s get on with our business.”

So Fujise took the bill to the counter and paid it.

Then they walked out of the teahouse side by side and took a taxi together.

Fujise had wanted to come by car, but he thought it would be a pleasure to stroll along the boulevard, so he left his car and walked from his office.

But you can’t hike if you want to get to the hostel.

“About where we’re going, can I pick?”

“Okay.”

Fujise’s mind then went to a hostel in Senjougaya. It was a hostel with a small number of guests. When he arrived at his destination, Fujise paid the fare and got off the bus first.

“Do you want to do it now?”

“Yes, what about you, big brother? The moment we broke up just now, my whole body was just about to hold back.”

“You’ve got quite the sex drive, too!”

“How dare you say that!”

Fujise smiled and gazed at the girl’s beautiful face.

The two were ushered into the suite by the waiter, and upon entering the room, Fujise said to the waiter, “No need to pour the tea.”

He took out five hundred dollars as a tip for the waiter.

After locking the door behind his heart, he immediately pulled Yeko into his arms and kissed Yeko on the lips.

For her part, Yeko closed her eyes and allowed Fujise to kiss her.

While kissing, Fujise noticed that she still had the aura of a high school student, and her hair contained a light scent that seemed to have been freshly combed last night.

“You must really like to be clean.”

“Yes, I change my underwear three times a day, just now at the coffee shop.”

“Do you always bring replacements?”

“Yes!”

Fujise unbuttoned her blouse, which appeared to be wearing a bra.

“Your breasts are developing nicely.”

“Your hands are tickling me.”

“How many experiences have you had so far?”

“About fifteen or six times.”

“All young people?”

“Not always, sometimes there are old men.”

“How do you feel the taste is different?”

“Older is gentler, I don’t really like younger.”

“Does that thing like big ones? Or the small one?”

“Not if it’s too big, I just want it hard.”

“Go take a shower first!”

Yeko became sheep-like and tame, nodding her head slightly to do so.

“Can I wash first?”

“It doesn’t matter, I’m in the habit of taking a shower every morning when I get up, so no need to do that, I’ll get undressed and wait for you.”

Yeko, who seemed like a wild horse when they met on the road, had become very tame, and was a different person, as if she was nervous about coming to a place like this for the first time, and Fujise found it amusing to watch.

A short time later, Yeko came out in a towel.

“Will the lights be too bright?”

“So that I can appreciate your wonderful body.”

Yeko made an expression that seemed to make up her mind as she approached the bed.

Fujise gently took Yeko’s hand.

She said “No”, but she was lying beside Fujise, and her breasts, wrapped in the towel, were undulating like waves, and it was the delicate skin of a young girl.

He lifted the bath towel from Yeko’s body. Although she was lying on her back on the bed, her breasts were still not deformed, and they were still towering like mountain peaks.

In a wheat-colored skin, only the part of the breasts had a white color, and the areola and nipple had a slight pale teal color similar to the color of grapes.

Fujise used one hand to caress the soft breasts while the other hand went towards that part of Yayoko’s body.

It was already wet there, so he said to Yitzchak, “It’s wet.”

“Don’t.”

Yayko seemed to be afraid of something and whimpered shakily.

“Did you hear anything at all?”

Yayko yelled low again, “Don’t.”

“Do you like this one?”

Both of Yeko’s arms were wrapped tightly around Fujise’s neck.

“Big brother, put it in!”

As Yayoko spoke, she let go of one hand and reached directly for Fujise’s lower half.

“It’s hot and hard and so good!”

Yayko said immediately unfolding her legs.

“Wait, I don’t want to go in like this, I want to play first.”

Fujise avoided Yeko’s lips and moved his head to the lower half of Yeko’s body where the sparse clumps of grass were.

“Pretty wet, you know?”

Yayko replied in a voice that wanted to cry, “Uh-huh.”

“Do you really know?”

“Uh-huh.”

“What the hell do you know? Tell me.”

“It’s just wet!”

“Haha, don’t you dare!”

“That’s just the way it is!”

Yayko’s voice trembled badly.

It felt like it was about to overflow when Fujise inserted his finger inside her there.

“It doesn’t work like this, then you must have a towel underneath, you look like a whale spouting water, don’t you think?”

“What are you talking about!”

Yeko asked Fujise shivering.

“You’ve got too much water, and what about people who spew it out like a fountain in a park?”

In fact Fujise had never had sex with a female who would squirt so far, so he didn’t have any experience, he had only heard something about this kind of thing, that the squirting wasn’t really as strong as a fountain, but rather like a water fountain slowly flowing out of the hole.

This means that the dense water of Yakko is too rich.

There’s enough to gush out of there if Fujise wants to drink it.

“What do the others say?”

“They say there’s a lot of water.”

“Yeah! You’re probably about as wonderful as a squirting woman! It’s like being submerged in water, with water under your peeing stock!”

Whether you use your mouth, tongue, or fingers, you will make a sound.

“Such is rare then! It’s the first time I’ve seen it.”

All the while, Yayoko kept urging Fujise, “Put it in!”

“Big brother, please!”

The feel of Fujise’s fingers was slippery.

So he moved his fingers, tongue and lips all the way out of the way before he finally got his hard, swollen thing right there.

Fujise immediately felt as if he was roaming in warm soup.

“It looks like a hot spring!”

Fujise said as he let his erection penetrate into Yeko’s body, and to his surprise, there was no resistance.

“You’ve had a lot of sex!”

Yayko didn’t answer his question, only yelled, “Plug it in!”

“Why are you not shy like that girl.”

But Yeko turned a deaf ear to it, and the expression on her face seemed to be saying the same thing to Fujise, “Plug in!”

“There is! I’m not sticking it in already!”

“Be hard!”

“You’ve got quite the sex drive!”

So Fujise began to push as hard as she asked.

Fujise felt that Yeko’s pubic bone was slightly protruding at that moment, and whenever their pubic bones touched each other, Fujise felt pain. But Yeko didn’t seem to feel anything.

Fujise thought to himself, “This situation is like a big head clashing with an iron head. I don’t know whose head is hard, but one of them has already suffered a concussion, while the other one seems to not care about it at all.

Yayko’s pubic bone didn’t seem to feel it at all.

Fujise thought he would not be able to stand it if he continued without changing angles.

“Every time I put out my effort, I hit your pubic bone, and it hurts!”

“Big brother, you are so strong, I feel very refreshed.”

Yeko shuddered, clenching her teeth and shaking her head violently from side to side whenever she was subjected to a powerful thrust, she gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, for some reason wanting to raise her head whenever she had the sensation of going deeper inside herself.

Look at her that way as if she’s about to get up, but she’s not, it’s just a habit of lifting her head when it reaches the depths inside.

Fujise had originally made his thrusts vertically, but in order not to collide with Yeko’s pubic bone, he switched to a different method, one that utilized a parallel motion to the bed. And this method had the advantage of having the effect of rubbing against the upper part of the woman’s hole wall. Fujise’s erection would have come with a curvature.

Yayoko then let out a “shoo” sound that seemed to be satisfied.

“Ah! Brother, this is so beautiful!”

She doesn’t look like a sophomore high school girl at all.

After a few moments, an exclamation of “I’m going to get it” began to escape her lips.

“I’m going to get it.”

Then she made a sound similar to an elephant’s call and yelled, “I’m going to get it!”

Due to that overflowing nectar, the area from Fujise’s bellybutton to the inside of his thighs looked like it was splashed with a pot of water.

By the time the second answer came, Yeko was lying prone on the bed, as Yeko’s slightly loose construction necessitated this position to increase its tightness.

Fujise now changes the angle like he’s about to launch a rocket, rubbing into the opposite of the downward position he was in a moment ago.

Yayoko shouted “Ah ……” again and called out, “It’s touching.”

“Brother, run into it! I’ve come across ……”

Nectar still flowed from Yayoko’s hole, but it didn’t fill Fujise’s body with water like it had earlier. This time her nectar flowed from her own abdomen, roaming over her cleavage before heading towards her collarbone.

When it was over, Fujise realized that the nectar flow was amazing.

“Ouch! Why am I bleeding so much.”

“It’s just awesome, it’s the first time I’ve encountered it like this, I didn’t realize it flowed that much in that position, it flowed there.”

“To the top of the breast a little.”

Yeko was lying prone, and since there was no towel underneath her breasts, so that the sheets moistened a large portion of the bed.

“Well, it was a good experience, but it dried out really fast too.”

“At first I thought it was urine.”

“It’s nothing like peeing.”

“But the men I’ve been with say it’s urine.”

“No, it’s really a liquid. Of course some women will unknowingly urinate when they reach orgasm, but not yours; in addition to peeing, some women will fart, making the sheets and towels smell like pee, but that’s not the case with your liquid, and the sheets dry quickly, so look at the sheets, they’re almost dry.”

“But it’s so uncomfortable to get the bed towel wet, and it’s really not urine?”

“No, I know non-trivial things about women, don’t worry about it, it’s not a problem, it’s just that you have a distinctive physique, and there are plenty of men who like this situation, to a lesser extent than a woman who actually squirts.”

Fujise ejaculated his load into Yeko’s body after returning to his normal position again. At this point Yeko’s moisture seemed to diminish a bit, yet there was still a need to lay out a towel.

So Fujise put a new towel underneath Yeko’s body.

When Fujise wanted to have sex again, he first told Yeko to take a shower; if Yeko’s body was still wet, the two of them would definitely feel uncomfortable when they cuddled together.

Once he resumed his normal position, Fujise’s entire body felt like it was submerged in water, especially between his bellybutton and thighs dripping with Yeko’s liquid.

However, her nectar had no flavor and the whole thing was said to give a refreshing feeling.

He was having sex on the day suddenly felt as if there were worms wriggling on his legs, so he reached out to object, but object to a piece of warm liquid, and after thinking about it for a while, he realized the true picture.

Fujise’s hard, swollen thing was having a plug-like effect on Yako’s hole, and a stream of nectar, like a shot of potion from a syringe, squirted out of the slit in the hole and onto a bit of the inner thigh, which was why there was the sensation of worms squirming.

When it was over, they both walked into the bathroom.

“What’s the best way to contact someone if they want to play with you?”

“If someone really wishes to sleep with me, stroll around Omotesando or Harajuku, but don’t have the expectation that I’ll definitely pick him.”

“There are plenty of guys in this world who like girls like you.”

Fujise stepped out of the bathroom and pulled ten thousand yen out of his shirt’s pocket, placing it on the coffee table next to the bed and waiting quietly for Yeko to come out.

Yayko got dressed from also then walked out of the bathroom.

“I’m putting $10,000 here, I don’t think you’re like everyone else, why didn’t you ask for my phone number or place of work?”

“I’m actually very tempted to ask, but I’m afraid I’ll lose the fun too.”

“I feel the same way, that makes it less interesting, our relationship is like pure food without any spices!”

After saying that, the two entrants looked at each other and laughed.

Chapter 5: Three Against One

Fujise goes to bars in Shinjuku or Ginza from time to time.

Now he had a barmaid named Yumi sitting beside him, and his hand was stroking back and forth over her waistline and back.

“Being touched by Fujise-san, it’s as if my body touches an electric current.”

“The soft-bodied Yumi humorously joked to Fujise.

“Your sensibility is quite good.”

“Yeah, but I’m pretty picky about what I like.”

At that moment the lounge time happened to end and the band started to play, then an English song rang in Fujise’s ears.

“That female singer sang quite well!”

“Yes, she sings like a Negro, low and deep and magnetic.”

At that moment Fujise gave an involuntary glance at the woman who was singing, and his heart snapped:

“This woman who sings, I know her!”

“Really?”

“Oh! I remember, she used to live in the room across the hall from me.”

I.e., the woman who was intentionally naked and shown to his eyes.

The acquaintance between the two of them should be credited to Fishglass’s, Fujise slowly remembered what happened that night, not only was she passionate and sensual but she was also quite good, her molasses was spicy and painful as if it had a yam flavor, in addition, her bodily fluids had a faint orange blossom scent to it, and whenever she got an orgasm, she would always blurt out, “That one was really good. ” The woman’s speaking voice still bears some resemblance to the current song.

“What’s her name?”

“Her name is Mary Kurokawa.”

“Used to sing here?”

“No, she’s a recent resident here, she’s had residencies in like four or five hotels and they’ve all been well received by the guests, and since there aren’t many women who can sing in Ginza these days, she’s quickly risen to prominence.”

Did Mari Kurokawa suddenly move out because she was embarrassed to continue living with Fujise after having sex with him? Or did she want to move to another place and slept with Fujise when she was leaving? Fujise still couldn’t figure it out.

“Hey, after the song, you invite her to come here and sit down.”

So Yumi conveyed Fujise’s words to the waiter.

The waiter immediately answered “yes” and then retreated.

When Kurokawa Mari finished her last song, the waiter approached her, and he glanced at Fujise in front of him before speaking to Kurokawa Mari.

Mari then looked at Fujise for a moment, her cheeks suddenly flushed, and then blossomed into a complex smile that looked like a grin.

After that, she then continues to sing.

But Fujise forgot what the name of that song was called. After Mari Kurokawa finished her song, she slowly walked towards Fujise’s seat.

She seemed very happy and graciously sat beside Fujise.

“Scared the hell out of me.”

“I was shocked too.”

She wore a low-cut gown that allowed her cleavage to be seen, which wasn’t noticeable when she was dressed, but when she was undressed, she was blessed with a pair of perky breasts.

“No wonder I used to see you with a book or some other paper in your hand, if it’s the wine girl coming home too early again.”

Mari Kurokawa gazed at Fujise silently.

“I don’t know what expression I’ll be looking at you with.”

After Kurokawa Mari finished speaking, she lowered her voice again.

“It’s secret.”

Fujise also casually returned, “Of course.”

Then Fujise asked, “Where do you live now?”

“Platinum.”

Can I visit at the house tonight? Can you give me the phone number?”

“I’m only going to say this once, can you remember it?”

“Definitely remember it.”

Mari Kurokawa recited the seven numbers with great speed; Fujise had a knack for memorizing girls’ phone numbers.

“I’ve memorized it perfectly. I’ll call you to prove I’ve remembered, and will be home around twelve!”

“In.”

“I’ll bring a little sushi with me when I go.”

“I thought you’d be shocked.”

“Why?”

Kurokawa Mari deliberately said something like a riddle, causing Fujise to feel puzzled, but she looked at Fujise triumphantly.

“Though I’m not seriously counting on it, if you do memorize the number just call!”

With these words, she rose and left her seat.

Maybe she has other hotels to catch up on.

Fujise called Mari Kurokawa’s house from a bar at twelve o’clock after killing time in a few bars.

It was the dead of night, and the waitresses were crossing out of the store in twos and threes to go home.

“Hello!” The person who answered the phone was sleepily Mary Kurokawa.

“I’m Fujise, who had an appointment with you earlier, and I’m going over there now, so I was wondering if it would be convenient?”

“Welcome.”

After she agreed, a burst of laughter occurred, not knowing what was so funny.

Fujise didn’t care what her laughter really meant, he just asked her for the address.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be right there.”

Fujise then called the sushi restaurant and ordered two orders of sushi.

Then Fujise stepped out of the bar and thought of the sushi restaurant.

But since the sushi wasn’t ready yet, Fujise had to have a snack to pass the waiting time.

He ended up taking a car to Shirokane and quickly found Mari Kurokawa’s address, she lived on the fifth floor. Just like when she and Fujise lived in the same apartment building, here too the sound of English songs came from her room.

Fujise rang the white doorbell on the wall.

The door to the room opened immediately, and Mary Kurokawa, who was of Southeast Asian ancestry, poked her head out and said to Fujise, “Please come in.”

A mysterious and wry smile appeared on her face.

A black man’s low, magnetic voice rushed into Fujise’s ears.

Fujise took off his shoes before entering the room.

Only after Marie Kurokawa, who was clad in her pajamas, locked the security lock did Fujise follow her inside.

What surprised Fujise the most was the following dream-like sequence of events.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, two naked women appeared and ran towards Fujise, calling out to him enthusiastically.

One was a very fair-skinned woman, while the other was a mulatto with black ancestry.

Fujise instantly felt as if he had fallen into another world, and a fox odor ran into his nostrils from time to time.

“Hey, what do you guys want?”

“Don’t you ask, take off your clothes first.”

It was the fair-skinned woman who spoke, while Mary Kurokawa snickered behind his back.

“I told you you’d be shocked! Now you understand what I meant when I said that. You don’t have to be afraid, we don’t take your money, we just want your body, and if we don’t fulfill the needs of the three of us, we definitely won’t let you go.”

“In that case, I’ll have to admit it, well, I’ll undress myself, this is an expensive outfit.”

“Just sit still and we’ll take it off for you, and take a good look at us, we’re different from the women you’ve been with before, don’t you think so Mary?”

“Not too rough!”

“I’ll be gentle.”

The moment he said that, Fujise had already fallen onto the carpeted floor. Because he had tripped at the same time that the fair woman’s hand had pulled on his collar.

“You see, I took judo and this Ms. Black took karate.”

“What are you talking about ……”

Fujise’s voice was almost a wail, and it was then that Mary spoke up:

“All three of us have fantastic sensibilities. That place is also all in the upper echelon. You can’t even tell the highs from the lows. Of course the three of us also have our own unique characteristics, what do you think, Fujise-san? Take this black lady, not only does she have soft and tender skin, but that part is very small and not something you can just find. This white lady, her part is also unique, the body is even more beautiful and charming, there is like an electric wave inside the faint constant rhythm, so often let a man’s ambition is not fulfilled before the collapse of the sperm, but as long as placed in the inside will soon be hard, we call this “male return to the device” if you do not believe it, you can reach out and touch. “

After stripping Fujise’s top, Ms. Kuro took off his pants, and his thing wasn’t hard enough to act because of this sudden stimulation.

“You don’t need to worry, we’ll never use karate or judo against you.”

Kuro-san said to Fujise in a magnetic voice.

Fujise’s hand warily began to reach out to the white lady’s clump of grass in front of her.

To be perfectly honest, Fujise has had two-on-one experience before.

In a two-on-one situation, it is ideal to have two people who are equally attractive and opposite in personality. If it’s hard to tell the difference between the two, then you may desire both of them. But usually, you will fall in love with one of them. This is Fujise’s experience.

On those occasions, he usually shoved his load into the more favorite woman first, feeling himself on the verge of ejaculation, before quickly transferring his hard-on to the other woman’s body.

But when he moves on to what he originally thought was a poorly constructed woman’s body, he tends to suddenly feel weird because the woman isn’t as flavorless as he thought she was, and so his mood begins to gradually improve, culminating in pleasurable pleasure.

In short, this game of lovemaking is no way for a woman with premature ejaculation to do it, so she must control herself moderately while switching from time to time.

The most idealistic way to do this is to give them an equal share of their precious semen.

There are two methods.

One is the method of dividing a single dose of radiation into equal parts. This is done by jerking out the moment you radiate to the first woman and then plunging into another woman to finish releasing the remaining fluid.

And another fair way of dividing it is to radiate the first time into the body of one of the two, and then to radiate the second time into the body of the other. When using this method, it is again better to radiate first into the body of the woman who lacks charisma, the weaker the recovery, the more so. It is easier to recover the second time when facing a more attractive woman.

Fujise had seen pictures of one hand making love to a woman while the other hand fondled another woman beside her.

Later he also got this experience first hand. It would be hard to do complete justice to two women. And there was more fatigue than pleasure, so there was one experience and then never tried again.

Tonight’s three-on-one scenario was something Fujise had never thought of in sex, not to mention the fact that two of them had karate and judo skills.

“Use your gentle hands or I won’t be able to hold it up, just the thought of you guys when you have kung fu prevents it.”

“We won’t do that again.”

The woman with white skin pouted lowly.

Fujise slipped his fingers inside the fair-skinned woman’s body, her parts already quite wet.

At this point Fujise was still kneeling on the floor. The two women were naked and sitting openly on the bed, while Mari Kurokawa was also naked, with both arms around Fujise’s back.

Fujise brought both hands nonchalantly to the lower bodies of the two black and white women.

And Mari this this time got under his arm and stood in front of Fujise’s eyes, and rubbed her lower half against Fujise’s face.

At this point Fujise was forced to use his hands to caress both women’s lower bodies, but also to use his mouth and tongue against the women standing in front of him. It was as if his hands were playing the piano and his mouth was playing the harmonica.

Fujise saw this as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The first to start making noises was the dark skinned woman, followed by Mary who had had sex with him.

The white skinned female was silent. I don’t know for what reason, but of the three, her part was the wettest.

Since Fujise had slept with so many women, sometimes it was hard to tell which one was which.

When Fujise smelled the distinctive odor of Kurokawa Mari’s bodily fluids, he suddenly thought, (She has a pair of small breasts).

Those were small red columns that protruded slightly near Mary’s armpits.

Moreover, Mary Kurokawa’s body fluids had a light fragrance that resembled the scent of orange blossoms.

Mary Kurokawa began to murmur “Oh!” of ravings.

The black-skinned woman, however, in a voice full of sensuality, kept letting out “Ah! Don’t”.

That’s when Fujise felt something contracting on his right hand.

He suddenly remembers: (Wow, that’s what’s called a male repo.)

The mass of bodily fluids of that white body increased the force of the contractions at intervals of two or three seconds like the beating of a pulse.

Fujise took his face away from Mary’s body that was still letting out “Ah!” Mari’s body, but his fingers still kept on fiddling with the other two women’s bodies and said:

“Tell me what to do now, never had a three-on-one ……”

Kurokawa Mari was so over-excited that she couldn’t stand up, so she sat on the bed as well.

Fujise suddenly removed his hands from the bodies of the two black and white women and sat down on the carpet without a second thought, clasping his hands in his lap.

“What am I going to do!”

He gazed in silence at the three different bodies that appeared in front of him, each with ample breasts.

Especially dark-skinned women with particularly pointy breasts.

Mary Kurokawa’s breasts take on a hemispherical shape.

The white-skinned woman’s breasts, though not soaring, were slightly wider than the other two’s, sagging downward, but with her nipples sticking up the most.

“I’ll play the tape.”

The dark-skinned woman said and immediately climbed to her feet and flipped the switch on the tape recorder.

Fujise only heard the ticking of the clock.

“We are still counting the time granted for caressing or thrusting according to the time, whichever one of you starts first is fine, but we have to change every minute, starting with caressing first, also one minute at a time, by the way! Please do three caresses each. He’s very good at it, I didn’t realize before myself that my little tits could be so sexy!”

There was a faint fox odor that gradually filled the room, probably emanating from Mari Kurokawa’s body.

At the sight of the small reddish protrusions between Kurokawa Mari’s nipples and her armpits, Fujise was reminded of something else.

He recalled how his short, manicured fingers had been penetrated by her bodily fluids early on, resulting in a spicy pain.

And again, at every moment of orgasm, she seemed to cry, “What am I going to do?”

If she achieves pleasure, her entire face is etched with radiating wrinkles centered on her nose.

And then she’d whisper, as if she were drunk, “It’s really best!”

And she loved it when men squeezed her breasts hard.

In short, every woman has her unique place, if you want to remember them all in your mind, it is unlikely.

The tape quietly played the sound of a ticking clock, and every minute it “dinged” to tell the time.

“Okay, now.”

A very spacious bed was placed in the room.

Three women lying side by side across the bed was still more than enough.

Lying in order from left to right were the dark-skinned woman, Mary, and then the light-skinned woman.

“What’s your name?”

Fujise spoke first to the dark-skinned woman.

“Just call me Kuroko; and Mary, well, you’ve known her for a long time; and as for the one known as the male repulsor, just call her Shirako.”

“Well, I’ll start with Kuroko!”

With that said Fujise really got going, and from what I could tell from the first round of one minute of love play petting each, Kuroko didn’t seem to welcome the foreplay.

“I don’t like petting, I want to hurry up and get real.”

“It’s okay! It doesn’t matter how I am.”

“In that case, then on the second time, come for real yeah! But your tongue is still wonderful.”

Then it was the turn of Mari Kurokawa, who had previous experience, and in the first minute Fujise had given Mari quite a thrill and satisfaction.

Mary said whenever his fingers gently caressed Mary’s small breasts and armpits, then squeezed her breasts hard, and finally sent his fingers into her to touch the piece:

“Oh! I want the real thing.”

“Mary, you’re doing it again.”

After talking to himself, Shirako explained to Fujise what was involved.

“Mary because she used to be with a man who was afraid that women would get pregnant, and that man wore a condom whenever they had sex, making Mary feel unsatisfied every time, and often she couldn’t help but cry out for the real thing.”

As soon as the tape chimed for a minute, Fujise quickly moved over to Shiraito.

Just criticized Mary’s white son at this time as if changed into a person, not early called up “ah …… yo!”

Fujise felt that her tightness wasn’t as strong as he thought it would be, but with his fingers inside there for just a few seconds, he felt something like a pulse beating, and it gradually strengthened, and then he stroked the nipples that were sticking upwards.

“Of the three of us, the one who feels the most sexy when her breasts are fondled is Shirazi!”

Kuroko tells Fujise about Ritsuko’s traits.

So Fujise was about to be caressed by three different women, and he already knew beforehand if the girls had unique habits.

The one who wriggles his tongue the most is Blackie.

Her tongue was flat and soft, like a tongue that could do stunts and might fold it into pairs or shrug it off.

So, Fujise seems to like Kuroko better.

Her tongue wrapped tightly around Fujise’s hard part like a snake, licking and stroking it up and down repeatedly.

Then Mary Kurokawa said, “I don’t want that.”

Mary just heaved her fingers, making subtle caresses from the bag to the cracked top of that head, and to the groove under the head. Compared to Kuroko’s technique, Mary’s caresses were much less impressive.

Shiraito, who was watching, didn’t fall behind and started to utilize his tongue and lips, but the moment he started, Fujise felt (This is not good.) , as if salt had been sprinkled on the kensai, Fujise’s hardened thing gradually shriveled up.

“I shouldn’t have been blunt with you, but Shirazi, yours isn’t right for me.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Shiraito asked rhetorically in a defiant tone.

“Even though you have a male repulsor that the average woman doesn’t have, the composition of your saliva doesn’t agree with my constitution, and there’s an oozing pain.”

“Is that really happening?”

“There are, but there aren’t many of those situations.”

“Then I don’t want to do it.”

“You might as well just put it in.”

“Then start with me.”

So Fujise started with Shiraito, who had a vast area but not towering breasts.

Since Hakko was in the Tsaiye supine position, her breasts were flattened even more, so Fujise rubbed them with one hand and sucked on the nipples while making lifting or lowering motions of the swollen things on that writhing body flesh.

Shiraito let out a “mmmm” as she did so.

Shirako already liked it when someone caressed her neck, so Fujise moved his lips to that zone.

Suddenly, Fujise remembered that his thing couldn’t stay in Shiraito’s male repo for too long, so he pulled it out instantly. If he continued, he might not be able to continue this kind of action and it would be over.

Then he crossed over to Kurokawa Mari’s body and plunged in towards Kuroko’s part, which he hadn’t experienced yet.

Kuroko’s breasts took the form of pointed triangles, and even though she was lying on her back on the bed, her breasts still stood out beautifully.

Because of the narrowness of that entrance to Kuroko, Fujise was unable to reach his goal smoothly.

So Fujise had the idea to cave in his thing first, and although he had made a second effort, he was still not allowed to enter, that might be due to the fact that Kuroko’s place was too dry. So he suddenly attacked Kurokawa Mari who was lying beside him. Although Mary was startled, she seemed to be excited by the surprise. After shouting “Ah!” After that, she tried to gather her arms around Fujise’s back, but before she could hold on, Fujise left Marie’s body because it was enough for him to just get bodily fluids from Marie.

He then takes action against Blackie again, this time finally succeeding.

Kuroko’s thing, not only was it small, but her bodily fluids were scarce.

She immediately began to call out at the top of her lungs after Fujise entered.

When Whitey heard this, he immediately got out of bed and cut the tape and switched to a music program on the FM radio to cover up Blacky’s screams.

Blackie does have black ethnic heritage, as evidenced by her voice, which is very similar to that of black songstress Diana Ruth.

Her cries gradually rose to a high pitch, and she wrapped both her arms tightly around Fujise, holding him hostage even with both her feet.

Fujise thought to himself that if he continued to embrace with Kuroko, who had a snake-like slippery and soft body, he would probably ejaculate, so he had to find a way to escape from his opponent’s embrace.

Fortunately, the power of the Black Son is quite weak.

“I now know that no matter if you know judo or karate, as soon as you lie down on the bed, you too will become weak and feeble.”

“Yeah! I have no strength left in my whole body now.”

Kuroko had no strength at all in that soft body after being sexually stimulated, which might have something to do with her physique.

Fujise finally satisfied the physical needs of all three of them one by one.

He first ejaculated on Shiroko. Then he gets the help of Kuroko’s tongue, so that his restored breath can make contact with Mary, and likewise make Mary get an orgasm, because his stuff sucks up Mary’s mucous membranes and moistens them, so that he can also easily penetrate into Kuroko’s narrow body, making her let out a cry similar to that of Diana Ruth, and at the same time, after half of his ejaculation in her body, he injects the rest of the precious liquid, into Mary’s body. ……

Chapter 6: The Broken Melon

Fujise’s interior decoration office has two employees, one male and one female.

The woman was called Chiko Nakatani, and she was more of a secretary than an assistant at work.

When her assistant, Kurashi, is out, Chiko Nakatani suddenly mentions something to Fujise.

Fujise was sketching a design at the time, naturally holding a pencil and ruler in his hand.

On the right side of his desk, a sample of wallpaper was pushed in.

“Teacher, I have something I want to discuss with you.”

Both Chiko Nakatani and Kurashige honored Fujise as “Sensei”.

Fujise didn’t like the title because he didn’t look like a teacher, but he hated being called “Chairman” even more than he did when there was no more appropriate title, so he had to put up with being called “Sensei”.

“What is it?”

“Teacher! Do you have any experience sleeping with a virgin?”

“There is. You’re not a virgin, are you?”

Fujise had known that Tomoko currently had a very close boyfriend.

“Of course I’m not, I’m talking about my sister, who recently tried to give up her virginity and has been asking me a lot if I “have the right guy” and sounds like she’s pretty serious about it.”

“What’s that got to do with me?”

“If it’s possible, I’d like to ask the teacher to remove her virginity for her.”

“Me?”

Fujise unconsciously called out.

“Yes!”

“That depends on what kind of person.”

“My sister is much prettier than me!”

“Like it’s been here before?”

“No, but she’s really good looking, and I think the teacher must think she’s nice when she sees her too. Because I know what kind of women teacher likes, it’s the kind that are slim and petite, maybe having very white skin is not to teacher’s liking.”

“Whoever said that, I like white too.”

“Is it like this? Maybe a little more voluptuous, but the downside ……”

“Is it fat?”

“She’s not fat, but she’s got big boobs. …… Isn’t it said that women with big boobs are slow?”

“But it’s nice to only have big boobs and be slim in other parts.”

Fujise had the feeling of waking up from his sleep.

“What is your sister currently doing?”

“She’s still in college, currently a sophomore.”

“Did you get to school today?”

“Maybe there is, but in the evening it’s either home or at a classmate’s house or coffee shop, so I’ll make a call and ask!”

“Does she really want to give up virginity?”

“Yes, she and I talk about everything.”

“Your folks would be shocked if they knew about this.”

“About that well, I don’t think so.”

Tomoko immediately dialed her home phone number.

It was probably her mother who answered the phone, and Tomoko said, “Not back yet?” And hung up, then she pulled out her notepad.

“Most likely to her best friend’s apartment, I’ll call again and find out.”

Tomoko started dialing another phone number.

“Hello, are you Mary? I’m Yazuko’s sister, is Yazuko at your house right now? Is she there? Could you please put her on the phone?”

Soon, it seemed Yazuko answered the phone.

Zhizi hurriedly lowered her voice and said, “I’ve up you to find the proper person, he’s my teacher here, and I think he knows more about girls than anyone else, so I’m going to ask him to do this favor, …… and he seems to be going to agree to help.”

Fujise, who was sitting on the sidelines, showed a hopelessly bitter smile, while his mind recalled a young white body and plump, almost disproportionate breasts.

“Is today okay? …… is it? What about meeting there first?”

Chiko turned her face toward Fujise and asked, “How is it, Sensei?”

Fujise grabbed the receiver from Tomoko’s hand and leaned his elbows on the table before asking, “Are you serious?”

“It’s true!”

Her voice sounded a little right mushy.

Fujise paused for a moment before telling Yazuko the location of the meeting, which was in the coffee room of a nearby grand hotel.

“That place I know, what about the meeting time?”

“Six-thirty, how’s that?”

“I’m always available.”

“It’s a deal, you’ll be on time!”

“I know, I’m really sorry to bother you. Thanks!”

Yazuko spoke in a thin voice.

Fujise couldn’t help but smile as he hung up the phone.

Is it really okay?

“It’s true, that’s good!”

A look of reassurance passed over Tomoko’s face.

When Fujise arrived at the appointed place, he saw that Yazuko had already arrived first. Fujise had already gotten an impression of Yazuko from Tomoko; she had snow-white skin, a round face, and a pair of single-cheeked eyes.

It is also said that since she is a bit nearsighted, it is more difficult for Yazuko to recognize Fujise.

Fujise walked towards the girl who was drinking orange juice alone.

“Are you Ms. Yazuko?”

Being questioned by the strange man, Yazuko looked at the other in surprise, then immediately stood up.

“More please.”

“You do stand out.”

“Yes?”

“Perhaps not. But I know all about the burden on your heart.”

“I know my request seems a bit unreasonable, but I’m in a great hurry.”

“Is it today?”

“Yes.”

“You in a hurry?”

“I have a little appointment at nine.”

“Is it with what?”

“Boyfriend.”

“Why don’t you ask your boyfriend to do it?”

“No way.”

“Why?”

“He said he didn’t like virgins because it was too much trouble. Besides, I thought it must hurt a lot to break through the hymen and show a very ugly face. I don’t want him to see me in that demeanor. I’ll give him …… when I’m feminine.”

“It does make a difference.”

“Yeah? Anyway, please, now I am in a hurry.”

“Okay, I promise.”

Fujise looked at the watch on his hand, it was now a little after six thirty.

“Then let’s get to the hostel and get this shit started, an hour will be enough for the nine o’clock appointment somewhere.”

“Still here.”

“When you graduate from virginity, you should take a break for a while because you will bleed.”

“I’m ready.”

“I was prepared too, bought a bottle of olive oil, and it’s slippery with this!”

Fujise didn’t even drink a cup of coffee and picked up the bill to pay it at the counter when Yazuko said, “Please let me pay!”

Fujise replied, “It doesn’t matter, you’re still a child who relies on your parents for food, how can I make you pay?”

Fujise scrutinized Yazuko on the bed, and sure enough, as Chizuko had told him earlier, she did have large breasts, with pale creamy red areolas and small nipples. Her bush was like an ancient samurai’s helmet, with the two corners sticking up.

She lay with her eyes closed tightly as if she were about to undergo open-heart surgery, and bit her bottom lip with her upper teeth.

Fujise tried his best to spread Yazuko’s joined snow-white thighs.

Probably because of the insufficient washing, the smell of ammonia and dirt was emitted from Yazuko’s lower body part. There were even white spots like sesame seeds hiding, so Fujise took out cotton paper and gently wiped them off.

Then he went to her pink rivulet with his mouth.

She refused to let Fujise kiss that spot, but she didn’t show any resistance to Fujise’s licking and caressing it with her tongue and lips.

Fujise lubricated on his own thing first, although it had a tedious feeling, but seeing those white and plump breasts, his thing also turned into a state where he could act. So he pressed down hard on Vegetable against that part.

But it wasn’t so easy, she cried out in “pain” and her body bounced, so the first attempt was a failure, and he succeeded only on the second contact.

Yazuko was having her first experience, yet the place wasn’t too tight, and it was quite wet as well.

In moments, beads of sweat were on her forehead and her whole body was trembling.

Fujise placed the expanded unradiated state, inside Yazuko’s body, and remained still and motionless for some time.

Yazuko’s body was still trembling in Fujise’s embrace.

Yazuko’s forehead was already covered in sweat. A sheen emerged on her face as if she had smeared it with a layer of grease.

The room was quite brightly lit.

The small coffee table next to the bed still held an open bottle of olive oil, and the whole room was silent.

Fujise slowly tried to move. Yazuko, however, showed a look of excruciating pain.

“Does it hurt?”

Yazuko gasped fiercely and nodded. All in all Yazuko’s body was much looser than expected.

“It’s better to move a little harder now to get you used to it so you don’t show your ugly face when you have sex with your boyfriend. It won’t take long for this pain to go away, so I’m going to make a path for you to endure it for now! Although it will hurt, I don’t think it will probably hurt much, pulling teeth is going to hurt a lot more than this.”

After Fujise explained to Yazuko, he began to move slowly. But it wasn’t rough. It was slowly lifting and then slowly sending it in. But every time Fujise did this, Yazuko looked at Fujise with horror.

“You’d better loft your eyes, you know? Even when you’re making love to your boyfriend, close your eyes.”

Upon Fujise’s instruction, Yazuko closed her eyes peacefully and tamely.

But she then opened her eyes again, probably because she felt uneasy as if something terrible would happen if she closed them.”

“Though don’t worry, men don’t like women with their eyes open during sex.”

So Yazuko finally lofted her eyes.

Fujise saw her fingers trembling on the sheets, and at the same time could feel her ample breasts had flattened under his chest.

Fujise stroked from her breasts down to her armpits, the armpit hairs under her armpits were as if they had been Buddhas, and a stray bush sensation vaguely traveled to his fingers.

Yazuko’s body stopped still trembling.

Whenever Fujise pushed in hard, she had a nervous expression on her face as if she had received an electric shock, and it was obvious that she wasn’t getting any pleasure at all.

“Are you scared?”

“A little.”

“You need to relax your body and your shoulders.”

“But ……”

Yazuko’s expression seemed to say, “It will hurt.” It made it seem as if she was enduring open-heart surgery.

Suddenly, Yazuko blurted out, “Not yet?”

“It would be more proper for me to get it for a while longer, don’t worry, I’ll never get you pregnant, don’t worry, I’m going to give you a taste of what it’s like to have a man cum inside of you, that’s the kind of experience you’d be better off having.”

Yazuko nodded obediently, then asked in a voice that sounded as if she was about to cry, “Is it still not over?”

“Are you that annoying?”

Yazuko shook her head in denial.

“It’s not that, but ……”

She shuddered, making a face that she had to endure.

She closed her eyes again, as if she had been ordered to do so.

Fujise thought this was the best time to radiate. Not to mention that he had been moving for a long time, and this path should be considered open, not to mention that she was already loose, making it even easier to open the path.

“It’s almost done, and your boyfriend won’t be bothered later.”

Fujise ended by appending, “I’m going to leak.” Then began to move a few times with increased force.

Yazuko tried her best to endure the slight pain even then, desperately clenching her teeth.

Fujise finally gave out.

In the closing moments, he felt what seemed like an indistinct sucking sensation coming from inside Yazuko’s body.

He left Yazuko’s shivering body.

Fujise and Yazuko’s relationship didn’t happen out of the blue, so he made preparations beforehand. The olive oil was so, while a white plastic sheet was first laid under her buttocks for fear of dirtying the sheets.

Sure enough, Fujise found the proof of her virginity on the white plastic sheet. The mark was a circle about two centimeters in diameter on the white plastic. In addition to that, there was a patch on the base of her thighs that looked like it had been rubbed on. Moreover, there was an odor of blood that smelled like a murder scene.

Fujise’s stuff is also stained, but it doesn’t drip down.

Fujise secretly thought “That’s the difference between doing that with a woman in the middle of her period.”

While a woman’s menstrual blood flows from inside her body, a virgin’s bleeding is caused by the rupture of the mucous membrane at the opening of the vagina, so it will never get on the head of the swelling but drip down.

At that moment Fujise suddenly noticed the trembling of Yazuko’s bush area.

Yazuko’s eyes remained tightly closed.

“How do you feel inside?”

“It’s kind of weird.”

“You mean this kind of thing isn’t as easy as you used to think, don’t you?”

Yazuko nodded her head in agreement, following up with, “I’ve been shaking non-stop.”

“It doesn’t matter, this situation will go away soon, just lie quietly in bed and rest. I’m going to take a shower. You are not a virgin now.”

He walked naked to the bathroom after first briefly wiping himself with toilet paper.

Fujise carefully cleaned his lower half. It was a lot more than expected. The water running down had changed to a light color.

When he stepped out of the bathroom, he found Yazuko still lying there quietly shivering.

“Why do I keep shaking? Is there a connection? It’s weird, I always feel as if there’s something caught in it.”

“You’d better take a shower too.”

With that said Fujise picked up Yazuko and slowly walked into the bathroom.

From time to time, Yazuko exhaled warm breath from her mouth, and Fujise felt much like a woman lying in bed with a fever in her cave body after sleeping all day.

Fujise had had the experience of making love to a sick woman, so much so that he felt this way.

When Fujise went to visit the patient, perhaps because of the fever, the woman’s body was particularly moist, although her body temperature was as high as thirty-eight degrees Celsius, yet she was so pleasurable that she was practically falling into a frenzied mood.

Yazuko couldn’t move an inch as if she were paralyzed.

“Can I still walk?”

“Don’t you worry about nothing, it’ll all be better after the shower.”

“But I feel like my back is all broken. It also feels like there’s something wedged in there that feels particularly weird, and I don’t want to go now.”

“Don’t want to go there?”

“I don’t want to go see my boyfriend anymore, so please stay with me tonight, okay?”

“And how do you explain that to your boyfriend?”

“I could call him at the coffee shop and tell him I have a temporary problem that prevents me from going to my appointment.”

“If he asks you where you are calling from, how are you going to answer?”

“That’s not easy, I’ll just say I hit it at home.”

“If he gets suspicious, he’s bound to call your house again, so you’d better call your sister and ask her to cover for you, but I can only stay with you until ten.”

“I thought it was just going to be as simple as a shot and then I could go see my boyfriend, but after the fact I realized it wasn’t as simple as I thought.”

Fujise gently poured the water over Yazuko’s body.

Yazuko sat down on the bathroom floor with her legs wrapped around her, her body still trembling, and her eyes still had a little bit of wetness left in them, making them look even more haunted. The look on her face right now was completely different from before compared to after.

“How would you say it’s different from what you imagined earlier?”

When he reached out to help Yazuko clean that place, that soft, fleshy feeling came back to his hand. Yazuko’s body suddenly spasmed after being touched by the other man, and she quickly closed her eyes with a look of what looked like pain on her face.

“I’ve cleaned you up, you do the rest.”

“Nah, I’m asking you to meet with me again in the future, okay?”

“What’s going on here?”

Fujise, who had walked out of the bathroom, heard the other party’s words and immediately turned around to ask again.

Yazuko clutched her legs with both hands, her jaw resting on her hands, her back still doing the red blotches attached to it from the intense shaking.

Her full, large breasts were clearly visible from under her open armpits.

Because she was bent over and holding her knees, her originally plump breasts were pressed against her thighs and flattened.

“My mood has changed now, and I seem to be in love with Fujise-san.”

“Don’t say anything stupid, we had a prior engagement.”

“But! That’s how I feel!”

Yazuko began to cry.

But Fujise walked out of the bathroom in a “Whatever you think!” But Fujise walked out of the bathroom in a “whatever you think!” mood, and decided that he needed to give her some cold shoulder, so he decided to dress himself first.

About ten more minutes passed before Yazuko stepped out of the bathroom.

She put the physiological equipment in her panties to stop the blood from staining her clothes, but her body still felt differently, and it took her a long time to put on her underwear and clothes.

She kept crying even as she was getting dressed. But Fujise didn’t comfort her.

Fujise knew he had to be ruthless in this situation and treat her with coldness, and was determined to follow through with it as well.

Chapter 7: Knowing the Past

A series of ringing phones woke Fujise from what had been a very sweet sleep.

He breathlessly picked up the telephone receiver and placed it by his side, looking at his watch it was already three o’clock in the morning, Fujise returned home late at one o’clock in the night with a thin and exhausted body, went to bed and immediately went to sleep, he had only slept for an hour and a half, only. Being awakened at the best of sleep, he naturally spoke back in an unhappy voice.

“Oi oi!”

“I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have called so late to bother you.”

“Who the hell are you?”

“I know it’s rude of me to do this, but I don’t want to give my name.”

“It was rude! You called and woke me up for no reason and didn’t say your name.”

“I want to see you so badly right now, and right away, that I can hardly stand it.”

“Do you recognize me? Maybe you have the wrong number.”

“No, you’re the interior decorator, Mr. Fujise, aren’t you?”

“You know me?”

“Of course I know you, as soon as you see me, you’ll immediately know who I am, are you able to come out now?”

“Have I really seen you?”

“It would be more appropriate to say I’ve seen it, rather than see it coming.”

“What’s the matter with Suddenly? Is it for me to play you?”

“Yeah? Just so you can play me!”

The woman shuddered and wailed.

“But I don’t know if it’s to my taste, even if it’s a meeting, if it’s not, my stuff won’t perk up, it’ll be useless.”

“I promise you’ll love it when you see it.”

“What makes it so?”

“You can tell by the women you always carry.”

“Have I ever courted you?”

“Not once, we didn’t meet under those circumstances.”

“Okay. Meet me there? I’m going to leave as soon as it’s done, you don’t object, do you?”

“No relation.”

“You’re the one who asked for the meeting, you’re the one who requested that I play you, so you’ll have to pay for the hotel, won’t you!”

“Of course, I’ll pay.”

“You’re calling from there now?”

“In my apartment.”

“It’s okay if I come to your apartment!”

“Not good, the walls aren’t thick and the room isn’t cozy enough.”

So the strange woman told the Fujise family about the restaurant in Roppongi and the phone number there.

“It’s open until five in the morning, and I’ll be waiting for you at the hotel counter.”

Fujise hung up the phone and immediately leapt up from the bed, briefly freshening up before changing into a shirt and jeans and stepping out of the room at a relaxed pace to take the elevator downstairs.

If you take a taxi, you don’t have to jump over the river to get to your destination.

Upon arriving at his destination, he discovered that the restaurant in Roppongi was located on the third floor of a building, so Fujise hiked up the stairs without taking the elevator.

Entering the restaurant, Fujise saw three or four people sitting at the counter.

The woman sitting at the center and wearing sunglasses immediately raised her hand to greet Fujise when she saw him appear.

Fujise still couldn’t figure out where he’d seen her before.

Fujise sat down next to the woman and asked, “It’s you!”

“Yes.”

Indeed, she was the type of woman that Fujise liked to belong to the delicate and delicate type.

Whether it was white or black skin, Fujise didn’t care, and the woman in front of her possessed all white skin.

“Do you recall us meeting there?”

“How would I know if you don’t take off your glasses?”

“Wait a minute I’ll be sure to remove the eyes, I’ve really seen you many times.”

“I also feel like we met there first.”

“Yeah! Whenever I see Fujise-san, you’re always accompanied by Yuko women.”

“Whoa! Am I with women that often?”

“At least as far as I can see.”

“Do you really like letting me play that much?”

“Of course it’s true, and very much so. I don’t want to tell the reason why I like it now, I’ll tell you later because I’m about to lose my patience, so let’s hurry up! I’ve wanted to make love to Fujise-san for a long time, but I didn’t know your address or phone number, so I couldn’t make an appointment to meet you for a while, and a couple of days ago, I happened to see you walking into the ‘Fujise Interior Decoration Office’ by the side of the road, and so I mustered up quite a bit of courage to call you.”

“Can’t you wait? Stop talking and go!”

When Fujise was about to take money out of her pocket to pay the bill, she stopped and said, “I invited you here, I should be the one to pay.”

Then she turned to the man sitting at the counter and said, “Go ahead and take the check, please!” And walked out ahead.

Fujise wanted to stay at a nearby hotel.

“No, I don’t want a hotel in this neighborhood.”

The woman objected with a pout.

Then she added, “I’m going to that place.”

She was talking about the inn called Kasru, a new one that Fujise hadn’t been to either.

This hotel is located in Gotanda.

During the time the taxi was driving toward its destination, Fujise boldly reached out between the thighs of the woman in tight pants and touched that spot with his fingers.

As if she was resisting the urge in her heart, she closed her eyes tightly and grabbed Fujise’s hand, trying hard to dislodge the unruly hand. However Fujise ignored her feelings and continued on.

The woman finally let go of her hand because she couldn’t withstand Fujise’s teasing, and her whole body automatically moved closer to Fujise as if she had no strength, and of course, her legs unfolded.

Her eyes were still closed, her mouth open in a violent gasp, probably already wet inside her tight pants.

Fujise slipped his hand through the neckline of his t-shirt again and touched his breasts, which weren’t very plump and large in shape, but the nipples seemed to be large.

In this mesmerizing atmosphere, the car had arrived at its destination.

Fujise remembered that the scene just now might have been spied by the driver as well, so he didn’t ask the driver for change in the mood of paying a fine.

The woman hung her hand on Fujise’s arm and together they walked to the hotel.

Before entering the room, she first pays the expensive fifteen thousand dollar room charge, but it’s something she does willingly.

Crossing into the room, the woman said impatiently, “I’m already showered, so please hurry!”

“You can take off your glasses first.”

Fujise said and then automatically removed the glasses from the woman’s face before setting them down on the coffee table.

It was a rather well-furnished suite. There was a round sung, surrounded by mirrors, and in front of the bed there was a table with various switches, probably used to move the bed.

“I did see you, but I just can’t remember where I saw you first.”

“Of course I’ve seen it.”

“Forget it! Just take your clothes off!”

She obediently took off her shirt, and all of a sudden her soft and beautiful breasts were reflected in front of Fujise’s eyes. Although her breasts were not big, they were very sweetly shaped, and it was a pity for Fujise that they were slightly too big for her. There was no fat on her body, and her abdomen was slim.

She proceeded to remove her tight pants, even the panties inside. It also revealed the grassy area.

Fujise, of course, followed suit and stripped off his clothes, then he immediately collapsed beside the woman and held her tightly, one hand caressing her puffy breasts, and his four lips couldn’t help but close, and then he used his other hand to gently caress the woman’s already moist parts.

The woman’s body rhymed slightly, and as expected Fujise, that part of the woman was indeed wet.

The wet nectar, except for the hole, had overflowed onto her thighs, and probably a large portion of the tights she had just removed.

The lights in the room still shone brightly, but the woman didn’t object.

The woman’s eyes were tightly closed, and her lips, which had just been separated from Fujise’s mouth, were trembling.

“Do you want me to do it right away, or do you want me to compose some prelude to sex?”

“No need! I want you to proceed immediately. Please!”

The woman suddenly reached down and searched Fujise’s lower half for the hardness.

Fujise then guided the woman’s hand to his swollen object.

“How do you feel about being here?”

“Ah! Fantastic!”

She rubbed her fingers lightly over Fujise’s thing, slowly stroking the thing’s protruding head, doing it over and over again from side to side, and only then, satisfied, did she spread her hands out on the bed and say in an urgent tone, “Hurry up! Please.”

So Fujise pushed in after squaring his erection. At this point Fujise thought in his mind that her part was very loose, but it was still very sexy.

When Fujise moved, the woman straightened her body and brought her hands to her head. Her armpit hair was exposed. At the same time, a series of sighs of “That’s nice” started to come out of her mouth.

“Where on earth have I seen this woman before?”

Fujise felt the woman’s sensual and soft thing gradually embrace his own elevated thing as he thought about it.

“Exactly as I imagined.”

As she said that, the woman lifted up her swinging waist. At the same time, as if overwhelmed with emotion, she said “That’s great!” in a trembling voice. She put her arms around Fujise’s back. The woman’s breasts were swaying from side to side under Fujise’s chest.

As if in a dream, she murmured, “Wonderful! Bravo!”

Then in a voice that picked up sobs, “I’ve wanted to talk to you for a long time ……”

As if she was in a dream of forgetfulness, her nails gripped Fujise’s back deeply.

“Don’t scratch so hard, it’ll hurt.”

It was then that she paused for a moment, then screamed, “That’s where it’s comfortable,” and grabbed Fujise’s back again.

So Fujise learned that whenever he thrust downward, she screamed, “That’s where it’s comfortable!”

The woman said, “That’s nice,” in a shaky voice, I don’t know how many times.

The woman’s eyes were only slightly open, but only the white eyes were showing, the black eyes were gone. It seemed that the woman had reached a state that was too good to be true.

By the woman’s outward demeanor, it is clear that she has reached the stage of orgasm, as if she is about to fall into a state of madness.

Fujise felt that a dull up and down like this was very monotonous. So he slightly adjusted it, and started to use eight shallow strokes followed by two deep strokes, and two hard strokes after eight less hard strokes. It was not enough just to pay attention to the depth, but also to the strength.

And, occasionally, it is also very effective to leave it behind and slam it upward from underneath with the same force as you would use a long punch in boxing.

The woman’s whole body began to shiver after the unexpected attack and she couldn’t help but cry out, “That was so good, how did that happen?”

Her body was so smooth, as if she had no bones, and her skin was so cool that it was very soothing to hold her in Fujise’s arms. As for the woman’s part, it initially felt a little loose, but gradually developed a tightening force.

“Where on earth have I seen this woman before?”

Although Fujise thought he had seen her before, he just couldn’t figure out where.

After the sex, maybe the woman would take the initiative and tell him. Fujise was calculating in his mind.

Fujise then takes the position of attacking from behind.

The tightness in that part of her had intensified by this point.

Fujise thought to himself, “Finally, we’re up to the general standard!”

This woman is not only quite horny, she’s also quite hungry. It seems like Suzuki V is looking in the mirror to put on false eyelashes.

“You can go back to bed now ……, by the way! I’ll give you a ride back to go!”

“How dare you.”

“It’s okay, this is me asking you out.”

“Okay! But you haven’t said who you are.”

“There are ways to let you know if I don’t.”

“What way?”

“I’ll tell you when we break up.”

The moment the two walked out of the hostel, it was already after five in the morning.

Dawn had broken, but there were no pedestrians on the road. As the two of them boarded the taxi, a deep sleepiness overtook Fujise, knowing that he would have a very hard day at work.

The car finally arrived in front of the apartment that was his office-cum-residence. Only then did she slip a matchbook into the hands of Fujise, who was about to get out of the car. In a low voice, she said, “You’ll understand when you read it later.”

After the car had left, he looked at the matchbook in his hand, which bore the name of a large hotel in Akasaka that specialized in rendezvous.

Fujise then remembered that he had met her a few times when he had asked for drinks or meals at this inn, and it turned out that she was the inn’s waitress.

No wonder she didn’t choose a hotel near Akasaka.

Chapter VIII. Husband’s Wife

There’s a woman walking out of the station.

Fujise immediately leaned forward to greet her, “Please ……” and tapped her on the shoulder.

The woman looked back. Fujise took the opportunity to say, “You must be surprised. It’s no wonder, we’re meeting for the first time.”

The woman asked with a serious expression, “What exactly is your business?”

Fujise had judged by this time that she was probably married.

“It’s nothing. It’s just that I’ve been worried about you, and I’m not going to lie, I’ve been following you since I walked the plank.”

There are many milliwatt hotels in that area that specialize in rendezvous, maybe she came out from one of them and walked home …… alone. If she came out with a man, she was afraid of meeting someone she knew, so the man might have come out. She had no intention of taking a taxi, probably because her family was not rich.

With that thought, Fujise followed her onto the train, which was now about a thirty-minute ride from the station.

On this day, Fujise didn’t drive because he wanted to go to the “Danzai” club where his acquaintances hung out after work, so he walked in the direction of the underground railroad.

Fujise usually manages to walk a lot, and although he can walk quite a distance playing golf, it’s not a regular sport after all, so he makes time to walk as much as possible.

In order to sleep with the female entry, it is necessary to make the waist and legs strong, and walking is the most suitable exercise.

This woman who looked like a married woman was very attractive woman to Fujise.

The only reason he thought she might have just apparated was because of the very wet look in her eyes.

Her cheeks were unusually flushed, as if she had just taken a bath, and there was a light frown on her brow. This wrinkle was probably a trace left behind when she reached orgasm.

“Are you from Akasaka too?”

“Yeah! Such a beautiful woman, even going in the same direction as me, can’t that excite me? And with my intuitive power, or maybe it’s a super power that only I have, I found that your mental state is unstable right now, it’s like you’re repressing your inner frustration, if it accumulates for a long time, it’ll make a person break down, that’s why I’m very worried about you.”

It was already late in the evening.

The lights from the station and the store shone on her face. In front of her eyes, than previously seen, more proud and charming, slender pink neck, slim figure, set off by the white cheeks, straight to the mouth.

The dress she wore made her chest look extremely flat, but Fujise instead thought that it must actually be quite perky.

“Let’s go somewhere and talk, shall we?” Fujise demanded.

The woman looked at her watch and didn’t answer.

“You’re Mrs.? Right?”

“Uh-huh!”

“That’s all the more reason to talk about it, it must be good for you, it can be said to be God’s guidance to meet me. I also feel that this is a mission given to me by God, that’s why I’ve approached you to talk, and as such, I shouldn’t feel embarrassed about it.”

The two of them slowly walked to a nearby tea-eating place. Fujise purposely made a face that the entire sorrow was his to bear and frowned deeply, “I bet your obsession is pornography.”

The woman scowled, a blush spreading across her face.

Fujise was full of shit, but he sounded like he was doing a great job of just barely concealing his identity.

The more Fujise looked at her, the more she realized that this woman was horny.

“You were just with a man, there’s nothing wrong with that!”

“Are you from the credit bureau?”

“How come? The job at the credit bureau is out of character for me, didn’t I give you my business card just now? Rest assured! Your husband would never commission a credit bureau to investigate your behavior.”

“Really?”

“Of course it is true. Have you now taken it as a sign to be baptized and give your body to me?”

“What did you say?”

“Doesn’t Christianity have what is called baptism? That is, when taking an oath to be a Christian, the priest sprinkles a few drops of water on the head of the person taking the oath to acknowledge it. In other words, if you make love to me here, every worry can disappear.”

“How does this work ……”

“This is a rare God-given opportunity, and if you give it up, you will be even less able to endure that pain. In fact, you are troubled by love every day as you hover at the emotional crossroads between your lover and your husband. And you feel ashamed of your children when you face them ……. How about that, am I right?”

“Is no mistake.”

“That’s right. You don’t look to be truly fulfilled, even with an affair, and the other person hasn’t given you fulfillment yet. Of course, you have a good sexiness, so you will still get some degree of satisfaction, but it’s still a long way from your ideal. If your spirit is refreshed when you taste complete fulfillment, I can guarantee you complete fulfillment in this regard and can promise you frequent refreshes. Because, I have that kind of super power, which is totally different from the object of your past rendezvous, and I won’t destroy your family, I am able to be with you only for the sake of lust. It is very dangerous for you to be with your current lover, if you are discovered, not only will your family be destroyed, but even the other person’s family will be destroyed as well.”

“How do you know so much?”

The woman gazed at Fujise in amazement.

Fujise continued goadingly, “Don’t hesitate any longer, let’s go, I’ll get you a complete manchu!”

Although the woman’s mouth: “But ……”, but the person as if obsessed to follow.

The woman was already waiting in front of the store as Fujise walked to the counter to pay the bill. In such a situation, she will naturally follow you without any further persuasion.

Maybe he was looking more and more like a messenger of God to this woman.

Fujise hailed a taxi, and after the woman got in first, he followed, explaining the name of the hostel to the driver.

The hostel was not far away in the neighborhood, but Fujise took out five hundred yen and gave it to the driver, and said, “You don’t have to find the rest of the money, just consider it a tip for the trip to the hostel.”

Fujise ran his hand inside the dress over the woman’s knee, then gradually to the base of her thigh, then gently touched the bush part, and immediately felt that the bush was thick under the dress.

Fujise leaned close to the woman’s ear and whispered, “You’re not wearing a bra or panties.”

She bent her face in embarrassment at the comment, her heart thumping.

Fujise touched her thigh crossings with his fingers again, feeling the pubic hairs and soft flesh more distinctly.

The woman’s body trembled slightly while grabbing Fujise’s wrist with her hand.

Fujise was lifting up her skirt this time and slipped his hand inside. That part of her had long been moist, and a sensation like a hot spring traveled to his fingers.

Fujise once again put his mouth to her ear and said, “It wouldn’t be good to get your dress wet, lift up the hem.”

The woman obediently raised her waist and lifted the dress up under her ass with both hands. This way the wet slime would fall directly onto the taxi seat and dry very easily without causing problems for the customers coming up after her.

Within the basic meter fare, it was time to arrive at the hostel designated by Fujise.

The two got out of the cab.

The woman’s legs were weak, as if she couldn’t walk, so Fujise had to help her into the hostel and was then taken to her room.

Fujise took the woman into his arms, kissed the scent of her hair lightly, and asked, “How many orgasms have you already had just now in Walking Osaka?”

The woman shuddered her body and said, “Only twice.”

“Then take off your clothes, go wash them carefully once more, and come out naked! Don’t you want to be satisfied? Just do it!”

“Yes, I want to be completely satisfied.”

She sounded like she was crying and hugged Fujise tightly.

Fujise gently pushed her body away and pressed his lips to hers before lifting his face and saying, “Don’t worry! I’ll give you the utmost satisfaction.” The reasoning behind thinking that a man’s saliva is dirty is the same; it’s also similar to the mentality of not thinking that an animal’s saliva is dirty, but that a human’s is.

But it’s not easy to wash that part of a woman’s body. It’s much easier to carry a vaginal cleanser, which has a fairly long insertion area and can wash more carefully than a formal commode-type cleanser. Inserted washers, however, usually come with medication which sometimes destroys bacteria that would otherwise be able to resist the ability of Trichomonas and Candida. When this useful bacteria is killed, it encourages the reproduction of Trichomonas, which is not effective in keeping the cavity clean.

Fujise stroked that part of her, not to sterilize it, but just to dig out as much as he could of the man from earlier. But this job, however, caused this married woman to feel a great deal of pleasure.

She kept twisting her body and grunting “Uhh!” “Aah!” . In the end, she couldn’t hold back any longer and clasped her hands around Fujise’s body. Her whole body was shaking as if she was being pushed by an electric massager.

Then. Her hand went to Fujise’s straddle. For some reason, Fujise hadn’t yet reached the desire that was entirely possible, probably because the trembling of Shigeko’s body as well as her sensitivity distracted him, and because he was afraid that she would fall so that he wouldn’t be able to concentrate!

Fujise had to say, “Not yet, it’s not the time for that.”

Frustrated, Shigeko let go, but it wasn’t long before she hugged Fujise tightly again, her body trembling slightly less.

She had that thing that was particularly tight at the entrance and seemed a little loose inside. But for a woman who’d had a baby, she was pretty tight.

Fujise finally washed it for her.

Fujise left the bathroom first and lay down on the bed.

He was intrigued by Shigeko’s sparse clumps of grass, and he turned on all the lights in order to admire them enough.

However, Shigeko came out in her pajamas and said, “Could you please turn off the light?”

“You can’t turn off the lights in order to give you complete satisfaction.”

“Why?”

“I can’t get excited if I’m looking at that part of it on one side and getting it on the other.”

“I don’t want that.”

“Why?”

“Because I haven’t been that way.”

“Did you do the same with the man you were just with?”

“Yeah!”

“No wonder you can’t get complete satisfaction.”

“Either way, I don’t want that.”

Fujise couldn’t argue with her, so he had to give up his opinion. Fujise believes that it is important to be dominant with women, but also to accept their demands as much as possible.

He obediently turned off the room light, but left a weak bed lamp on. Shigeko protested again.

Fujise deliberately made an expression of great disappointment and said, “Isn’t that all black? How can I appreciate the beautiful you like that.”

“I can’t get excited if there are lights.”

“It’s a shame that not being able to see that wonderful body of yours makes my ability to do my job only seven out of ten.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“Let’s talk it over then! Turn the bathroom light on and let the light come through slightly, that’s always okay, right?”

“Okay! I’ll turn on the lights.”

Shigeko closed the bathroom door with her hand, leaving only a gap of water, and Fujise turned off the only light. The light from the bathroom came through dimly, but it was extremely dark, and Fujise said hopelessly, “It’s practically pitch black, but it’s better than nothing at all.”

Shigeko hobbled over to the bed and, with her pajamas on, crouched over Fujise, the two of them pressing their lips together. Then the male reversed himself and pinned Shigeko down. First sucking on her breasts, then slowly moving his head downward. She covered her face with her hands and didn’t resist for a second when Fujise lifted her nightgown.

Fujise pushed the woman’s legs apart, and with a wide angle, a wet sensation reached his tongue and lips.

But he didn’t caress that part of her as delicately as usual, because he thought that the semen of the man who had made love to Shigeko earlier might still be in there.

Shigeko was so excited that she really looked like she had to be completely satisfied. Her body was writhing like a snake, moving from right to left, and whenever she reached her climax, she frequently screamed, “There it is again.”

The construction of her thing, which was small and moist, not unlike a virgin, caused Fujise to feel great satisfaction.

Just as Shigeko assumed a paralyzed state, Fujise took the opportunity to light up the table lamp while moving his head quickly to her lower half.

But Fujise immediately realized that he was doing it wrong. Shigeko shrieked and rushed to cover it up with his hands, but it was too late, and he could clearly see the scars produced by the emperor’s open cuts.

It was then that Fujise realized the reason why she had something like a virgin. In order to hide his discovery, Fujise immediately acted as if her fingers were touching his eyes.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Then touch your eyes.

Finally, for a split second, she hid her pride and her own embarrassment.

chapter ix. uneasy relations

“What the hell kind of words are you going to say to me?”

The two walked into a coffee shop near the office.

As soon as Fujise started work that morning, his secretary, Chiko Nakatani, nervously approached him and said, “I have something urgent to tell you.”

Fujise had been pleaded with by Nakatani Chikako to break her sister Yazuko’s woman before. So when he heard that Nakatani Chiko had something to talk to him about, he thought about it. He hadn’t met with Yazuko since he broke her cherry, and even though her sister had asked him to do so, there was a possibility that she was fighting for her sister.

“What is it? Go ahead!”

“It’s not very convenient here, can we go to a nearby coffee shop?”

“Uh-huh! Okay!”

So they went to a nearby coffee shop. But after sitting down, Tomoko always avoided making eye contact with Fujise.

Fujise thought to himself that perhaps she had come to offer her resignation. She was a pretty good secretary, and it would probably take more than a year to train another novice to her level of competence.

She often wore a simple hairstyle and extremely plain clothing, and wore a pair of glasses. She was very craggy and skinny, so Fujise associated her with plucked chickens whenever he saw her.

She’s in her early thirties, but is still a sister-in-law alone, probably because she’s not popular with men, or maybe she’s planning to embrace bachelorhood.

Fujise lit a cigarette and asked urgently, “What exactly is your business?”

Tomoko Nakatani scowled.

“It’s not like you want to quit, is it?”

“I have no intention of resigning, but maybe you’ll want me to.”

“What’s wrong with you? How could I let such a capable secretary resign? What is it exactly, tell me, don’t beat around the bush.”

“I …… am really embarrassed to say.”

“About your sister?”

Tomoko shook her head. The glasses nearly slipped off her face and she hastily pushed them up with her hand. After a few moments of silence, she spoke as if she had summoned her greatest courage, “I wish you would sleep with me once.”

Fujise was genuinely startled, but still asked with deliberate composure, “Are you serious? Or are you joking?”

“It’s true.”

“And what happens after that?”

“I’ll keep working as long as you will.”

“But only once. It’s my rule to have only one physical relationship with any woman, two or three at most.”

“This I know, just once is enough.”

Fujise had never dreamed of such a thing, and since Tomoko wasn’t to his liking, he was worried about whether he would be able to reach that state of affairs.

“As long as you’re embarrassed later on, I’m fine with that. And I also think you’re phase attractive female.”

“Don’t say nice things, I actually know what I look like myself. I just want to sleep with someone like you for once, and I wanted to tell you about it a long time ago, but I was afraid I’d get fired by you for it, so ……”

“I wouldn’t fire someone for something like that, I’m just worried about what it could devolve into with that kind of relationship?”

“I’m also worried that you’ll hate me for it and want me to quit.”

“That’s not going to happen, I’m afraid you’ll get annoyed with me and think about quitting. Then I’d be in trouble, so I don’t want to have that kind of relationship with you.”

“Since I’m speaking without reservation, I hope you’ll give me some face.”

“I won’t make you lose face. But I may not be in line with your ideals.”

“Never, you’re an amazing person.”

“That’s what makes it bad. In case you get disappointed, you won’t want to work for me. Can you promise you’ll never do that?”

“Can.”

“Sometimes I become impotent when I’m around women, and you’re not disappointed then either?”

“That’s just as well it didn’t fit at that time, isn’t it?”

“You could say that.”

“Then just wait until you can do it and then just sleep with me.”

“However, I have a track record of not succeeding the first time, and then doing it again the second time, and the other person is still a beauty fetus, so it’s probably a case of the failure of the first time affecting the psychology of the second time!”

Fujise thought that there must have been a large element of failure in having sex with Chiko Nakatani, and had deliberately concocted this set of lies in order to keep her from feeling humiliated.

They decided to meet on Saturday afternoon. Saturdays and Sundays are holidays at the Fujise office.

The two were only dating for intercourse, so they decided to separate afterwards.

“If I have any physical defects, please tell me honestly, and no matter what you say, I will never resign because of it.”

“Yes, I will answer truthfully.”

Fujise verbally agreed, but for the sake of one’s pride, one would always hide a part of it.

On Saturday afternoon, after the two met on time, Fujise drove to a nearby hostel.

Once in the room, the prelude to a kiss was dispensed with.

“Did you take a shower?”

“Wash up.”

“Then take off your clothes and lie down on the bed, and I’ll do the same. It’s a lack of sentimentality, but there’s nothing you can do about it.”

“I understand.”

“Why do you want to talk to me …… haven’t you often?”

“Yes there is, but I would love to sleep with you once.”

“I don’t know if this is glorious or …… I’m turning off the lights!”

“Be my guest.”

“Is it okay to leave the lights on?”

“I don’t care.”

“In any position?”

“Both.”

“So you’ll do anything I want you to do?”

“As long as it’s not too weird of a position, I’m up for it.”

“Good, then we’ll start the process right away.”

As a result, Fujise asks Chiko Nakatani to do the blowing of the horn.

She obediently moved towards Fujise’s lower body.

This Zuutose thought: if this woman hates mine, will she take the opportunity to take a hard bite out of that thing.

Not only did that not happen, but to his surprise, Tomoko also had pretty good skills, and if that was the case, it was likely to go smoothly. In other words, as soon as that thing hardens and becomes a state of possible intercourse, immediately insert it into her there, and it will be a great success.

Fujise turned off the lights to avoid seeing her face, leaving only the hazy light shining from the bathroom.

Tomoko’s body was unusually thin, with her pubic bone jutting outward sharply, but her cunt juices were quite plentiful. He inserted his hardened penis. The result was not as bad as he had imagined, not only was it small and tight, but it was so low that it could not be inserted from the top down, it had to be level with the bed to be inserted.

She wrapped both arms around Fujise’s back and her legs clamped around Fujise’s waist. Whether she climaxed or not, Fujise couldn’t feel it, but after ten minutes, she was paralyzed.

After the act, Fujise complimented, “It’s not that I mean to be complimentary, you’re narrow and tight there, I think you could get a sub-A score. You’re not going to quit, are you?”

“It won’t. And I’m relieved because my boyfriend is better than you. I was just worried that if you were better than him, what would I do then?”

Fujise finally breathed a sigh of relief. This game, at last, had come to a successful conclusion.

Chapter X. The Savior

“Mr. Fujise, will you listen to me?”

Minako pouted.

Minako had always been a rare companion to Fujise, who often wore a traditional-style kimono.

There were very few women in this wine family who counted by the batch bill, but she was one of them.

The reason she didn’t accompany Fujise was because, Fujise felt that calling in a woman who was granting a bill would be unconscionable for a woman, so he didn’t name her. And Minako seemed to know that she wasn’t quite to Fujise’s liking, so she didn’t force herself to accompany him.

Fujise knew full well that Minako wasn’t quite to his liking, but the fact that she was one of the prettiest drinking girls in this tavern was undeniable.

She had a face full of classical qualities, with slender cheeks, deep-set eyes, a slight protrusion of the upper eye-face, and very deep eyelids.

On this day, Noriko, who had been sitting at Fujise’s station, was transferred to another station and replaced by Minako. This was because Minako had something to discuss with Fujise.

The foreman always makes a gesture of calling when asking for a table for the wine lady, and he makes that gesture when the actual call is made.

“Don’t you have any other guests today?”

“Not today. But I’ve been wanting to talk to you for a long time, because you know a lot about that side of women, don’t you?”

“I’m young and don’t know enough.”

“But it’s true to know a lot, isn’t it?”

“Maybe more than the average person knows!”

“Listen to me, the men I have sex with all give out at once.”

“That means you’ve got some good stuff! Is it the so-called 1,000 worms crawling kind?”

“It was someone who said that it seemed like something light and airy, as if a brush had been lightly brushed across the head of a man’s thing, so they pressed on.”

“Have you tried it yourself?”

“No, my fingers are both short and thin, so I must not be able to try anything.”

“Have you seen an OB/GYN?”

“No.”

“Can a man feel it when he uses his fingers?”

“A man once said that fingers can feel, but most people don’t feel anything in their fingers.”

“How many men have you had experience with?”

“About a dozen!”

“Is every one of them the same?”

“Uh-huh! It’s all the same. So, they’re done before I can feel anything. And, the ones I have come and gone with are middle-aged ……”

“Well, you can come with the youngsters!”

“Bummer, I don’t like young people.”

“But you must know that young men recover more quickly, and it may satisfy you!”

“For some reason, I just hate young people, especially the sexually aggressive ones. The youngest ones in my experience, people your age, are surprisingly easy to end. Really, the ones who last the longest are only ten seconds.”

“If that’s the case, it’s certainly too late for you to feel anything.”

“But I know for myself that there are still some.”

“Was it the pleasure of the cunt core?”

“I don’t like that kind of pleasure, although it can also lead to orgasm, but I do know that I am a cavernous pleasure type of woman. A man once gave me a model of a man’s sex organ, and while the results of using it can certainly lead to orgasms, it never feels strong enough because it’s not real after all, and instead causes an unsatisfied libido. Another thing I’ll tell you about just one person is that every time I see a customer, I wonder how many seconds this person can last?”

“So, how many seconds do you think I can keep it up?”

“That’s something I can’t guess. Maybe you can be my savior.”

Fujise was beginning to feel interested.

Fujise’s rendezvous with Minako was three days later. Because, the day she told those secrets was when her period was still going on.

The two had arranged to meet at the Ginza Café at twelve o’clock late at night, on a Saturday.

Minako only wore her dress to work on Saturdays, and her hair was not purposely organized, just simply combed. Wearing a dress made her look younger.

She was holding a paper bag containing the kimono she wears to work at the restaurant. According to her, “A lady who works at a liquor store with a handbag has a strict private life. A woman with slutty behavior would not have such a thing because it is inconvenient to play with it.”

The two walked out of the cafe and into a sushi restaurant for a meal before catching a taxi to Akasaka.

There were several hotels in Akasaka with good facilities and services. Fujise chose a hotel where he wouldn’t run into the woman with whom he had a relationship.

As soon as the two entered the room, they embraced and kissed.

“I’m not going to spend the night here.” Minako said.

“I’m the same way. It’s always bad to sleep in places like this, and it’s weirdly embarrassing to snore in case someone hears you.”

“Besides it’s kind of embarrassing to come out of here in the morning.”

Saying that, Minako entered the bathroom first. Fujise also followed her into the bathroom and admired her tantalizing torso. He not only admired it with his eyes, but also with his fingers. At the same time, he asked Minako to use her tongue to lick that part of his body.

“You’re so young.”

Minako’s dark eyes were already moist.

Her breasts were not very full, but they were much softer, than her actual age. There were pink nipples and areolas. The hairs in that area were all straight and already felt wet when touched.

Fujise had already drunk two water bottles of sake at the sushi restaurant and brandy alone at the mini-bar at the time of his meeting with her. For Fujise, drinking too much or too little was not an option.

When Fujise inserted his fingers inside her, he couldn’t feel anything special, and the tightness wasn’t very strong.

Minako, in the prelude to sex, would say, “I can’t support this anymore.”

At the same time, her breathing became very rapid, her breasts kept bouncing, and her soft belly was undulating up and down.

Fujise started to go straight for the jugular.

Sure enough in the first round it failed with only light contact.

As Minako had said, there was a subtle sensation that was contact without contact that wrapped around that head of his.

“You sure as hell can’t either.”

Indeed, Fujise lasted only five seconds inside. It was like meeting a strong fighter in a boxing situation and being knocked out by a punch in the first round.

“What am I supposed to do in this state? I shouldn’t have told you beforehand that I couldn’t put my arousal to rest.”

Minako seemed to be blaming Fujise for her uselessness.

Fujise wasn’t sure if he could make it through the second time, but still, with Minako’s mouth and tongue, he asked for the second round of the battle after it became possible for him to fight.

Minako, however, said discouragingly, “It’s not very much anyway.”

Fujise was trying hard to hold back his ejaculation, but the feeling as light as the tip of a hairbrush kept coming, as if he was “not surrendering yet! Don’t give up yet!” as it wrapped around the head of that thing.

At this point, the brandy and sake that Fujise drank earlier gave his body a paralyzing sensation. This paralyzing feeling from the first day’s call was too weak, and after cumming once, there would be this deeper paralyzing feeling. This was just a common method Fujise used to deal with very sexy women. It doesn’t always work for everyone, but a little alcohol is good.

“Ah! Go on! Go on!”

Minako began to make excited noises.

“Ah! It’s still going on which ……”

Minako finally reached her climax. Without stopping, she let out those words and sounds that women in general say, again as if she was shouting hurray.

Fujise still kept pumping. She reveled in that subtle feeling, and kept it in a state where she was about to cum.

Chapter 11: A Sexy Encounter in Hawaii

Fujise decided to go to Hawaii on his annual vacation this year.

The Hawaiian Islands, are made up of three main islands, Oahu, Hawaii, and Maui. Of these, the island of Hawaii is the largest, but Oahu is the most developed, and Honolulu is located there.

Fujise has a friend who lives in Honolulu, so he stopped here.

It was said that there weren’t many women who did that sort of thing in Hawaii, but they could be found anywhere if someone introduced them. Fujise had always been a loner in this regard, rarely asking his friends to introduce him to outstanding women, but this was an exception.

Now the woman came to her room, but his friend’s words were clear: “I can’t guarantee that the woman I’ve found will please you, but I am trying to find the best for you.”

But this one woman, Fujise was not satisfied.

She’s a mixed Aboriginal and white, petite type who doesn’t speak Japanese.

She makes a snort-like giggle when she gets pleasure. The breasts are huge and her belly has a lot of fat and the grass is lush. There is a feeling of being in a vast ocean when something penetrates her vital parts.

Since there are not many women here who are willing to do that kind of thing, you have to pay expensive money to find women.

Being without the company of a woman was most cruel to the young Fujise. He felt that he had to try to find at least five women during his week-long stay in Hawaii before he could do so.

But it was on the afternoon of the day after New Year’s that he met the unexpected woman. When Fujise heard a knock on the door, he said in Japanese, “Come in.”

The door to the room was then opened, and the woman who entered said in raw Japanese, “I’m here to clean the room.”

Fujise was wearing a hotel uniform at the time, but she still couldn’t hide the voluptuous figure, the round, chubby face, and there was something pleasing about it, and it was young, too.

She came to change sheets, felt, clean the bathrooms, and use the vacuum cleaner to remove dust from the floors.

“Are you Japanese?”

“I have some American blood.”

“Is there a quarter?”

“And less.”

“You’re beautiful. Do you have a lover?”

She shook her head ambiguously, though her skin, which was slightly too dark for either white or Japanese, turned red as a result. She had plump hips.

Fujise hadn’t played with this kind of woman in a long time, and his heart began to stir. It was like the mood of a person who likes to drink alcohol and wants to eat some stupid food once in a while.

But he was a little hesitant, in case she refused to agree, she might be kicked out of the dormitory for it.

But this waiter seemed like he was easy-going.

“What’s your name?”

“Catherine.”

“Ms. Catherine, as soon as I saw you, I ……”

When he reached this point in Japanese, Fujise, fearing that she wouldn’t understand the deeper Japanese, switched to English and said, “I want to make love to you.”

Kathryn, who had only been cleaning her room, was startled by the words, and looked at the other with a gaze full of astonishment, the whites of her eyes bony and skittering.

“Please don’t joke.”

“I mean it.”

As she leaned over to make the bed, the white panties she wore under her skirt were clearly visible, which really triggered everyone’s reverie.

“I’d love to stick my now-erect erection in there.”

Fujise muttered to himself as a wave of lust poured through Fujise’s chest like a wave.

Catherine was pushed back onto the bed by Fujise unexpectedly, just in time to sit on her ass on the freshly changed sheets.

“No, no.”

Fujise turned and locked the door behind him.

She just stayed still on the edge of the bed and didn’t seem to be resisting, or she would have taken advantage of the situation and grabbed the bucket.

Fujise pushed Katherine down on the bed again and kissed her forcefully on the lips while thrusting her hands up her skirt.

“Hey! Don’t.”

Katherine said in resistance. Actually, it was only superficial resistance, Fujise thought to himself, if a woman as voluptuous as her struggled, and a Fujise couldn’t do anything about it.

Like a Hercules training his apprentice without using his full strength against it, she was not resisting strongly. And, unbeknownst to me, she was lying prone on the bed.

It seemed like it was done on purpose because it was easy to take off her panties in this position. So Fujise smoothly removed her pants and clothes. She was lying prone on the bed, and kept whispering, “Oh! No!” However, her plump ass was already in front of Fujise’s eyes.

Of the slightly darker skin all over her body, only that part was slightly whiter, and some of the tufts of grass that were exposed could be seen from the back.

Fujise had the image of “how obscene this is” in his heart, but it was also the image he wanted at the moment.

Normally, he was most interested in women who were small and thin, and who looked weak in their clothes. But now it was different, like the case of a man with a taste for cups who occasionally craved ice cream.

After Fujise made sure that her part was fully erect, she opened her pajamas and pushed that erection, towards the part that showed the clumps of grass, it turned out that she was already wet inside that, and it went in without any difficulty.

“Oh! No way!”

She gasped and began to make murmuring noises. It was the kind of sound that foreign women often make when they are making love, and not long ago.

Catherine’s face, which had been slightly darker, gradually flushed, and her head began to bob from side to side before she swayed her hips as if she were trying to initiate a fight.

“You don’t see yourself enjoying it yet.”

Fujise said in Japanese.

Catherine kept whimpering, “Oh.” She seemed to want to take the man’s thing as deep as she could, welcoming it into her body and enjoying the time.

Fujise’s excitement was more intense than usual, probably because the current behavior was of a sudden nature. And the pleasure given to the woman in this situation should be the greatest.

Fujise asked, “Can I finish now?”

Surprisingly, she replied, “No, I want more.”

After she said that, Fujise became even more excited. As if she was a runner in a relay race, Catherine reached back, and Fujise took her hand, then pushed hard and straight in.

In her loose place, a change was beginning to take place, there was already a tightness, as if it was trying to grab hold of what was coming straight at him.

Fujise couldn’t help but ask again, “Can I finish?”

This time she called out, “Oh! Please. I’m going to lose it too.”

Fujise’s hand was gripped by her with such force that it was quite strong, and he felt as if a finger had clawed into his palm. It might have even caused blood to seep out of his palm!

Fujise leaked a step behind her, causing his thing to be squeezed out.

Fujise immediately ran into the bathroom to get a wad of toilet paper and placed it on that part of her and used the rest to wipe himself.

She blushed and said, “You’re such a bad man.” Then got out of bed and resumed her unfinished business, but moving much more slowly than before.

She almost forgot to change the bath towel in the bathroom and went out only to come back and change it again. But she blamed this oversight on Fujise, looking at him with moist eyes and saying, “You’re such a big bad guy.”

chapter xii – the atmosphere of men

“I have another favor to ask of you.”

Chiko Nakatani said this to Fujise on an afternoon when he was the only one left in the office.

Fujise was surprised, was he going to have sex again.

“Don’t you scare people, okay.”

“I knew you’d say that, I’m not actually talking about this. I know what’s on your mind, and look at that look on your face, as if it’s me who isn’t the least bit feminine.”

“No, I was afraid that after having that kind of relationship with you, you would quit your job, but I can’t do without you, and last time it was because you had to, so I did that. You do have a great body, but I don’t want to indulge in it.”

“Don’t worry, I was content with that one.”

“You’re not thinking of quitting, are you?”

“I’m just married and I’m going to work here, this is the perfect work environment for me. Actually, I was looking for you about my sister.”

“What’s the trouble again?”

“I was asked by my sister.”

“Your sister doesn’t know we’re having an affair, does she!”

“Of course I don’t know, that’s why I asked for your help.”

“What was that about? Didn’t I break her melon before? It’s not possible that she wants to have sex with me again, is it? A girl like her wouldn’t be short of boyfriends.”

“The problem is, she doesn’t know what pleasure is.”

“So it is. Is it for me to teach her? It’s too much of an honor, but I’m not sure.”

“In fact, I feel the same way about what my sister said. She said that the males she hangs out with are young men who are not very reliable just from their appearance, so she must not be able to get pleasure from them. Let’s say, when I see the male Kwantasen or dancers, although they have great bodies, I think that they can’t give me pleasure.”

“I have a rough idea of your psychology. In other words, they don’t have a manly or vital relationship, do they!”

“I don’t think you can make love with skill alone.”

“You’re good at talking.”

“I think manly atmosphere is also important. So please help me to introduce my sister to a real manly atmosphere.”

“That’s a pretty tall order.”

“This is a favor you still have to do. We are often under your care and will ask you for it.”

“Getting a body and a meal can be considered a five-hou noble.”

“I mean seriously, do you promise?”

“I’m not responsible in case your sister is disappointed.”

“That’s okay, I don’t think my sister expects too much.”

“All right, I’ll accept your demands. I’m sure you won’t tangle with me over it afterward. From what has happened before, it seems that I should be able to rest easy. When will it be?”

“What do you think? How about the night after tomorrow? You don’t have a regular girlfriend right now, do you?”

The day after tomorrow is Saturday.

“Maybe it’s about to be a regular girlfriend.”

“Don’t lie to me, you don’t even have one.”

“Then decide on Saturday. In terms of atmosphere, it’s better in the evening. And try to meet in a place with an atmosphere before going to a hotel with an atmosphere, so it’s better to meet in a café than in the barroom of a hotel.”

It was decided that we would meet at 7:30 at a rather romantic bar attached to a large hotel in the city center. The reason for choosing after seven o’clock was that, in the current season, it would not be dark until seven o’clock, which would make it less likely to create a romantic atmosphere.

Fujise arrived early for his date and before he could sit down, he heard someone behind him say, “Good night sir.”

Looking back, it was none other than Yazuko Nakatani.

Yazuko wore a short-sleeved top with a pair of matching color pants, her curves were not only wonderful, but she had a sense of sophistication.

She used to be a little young to see her, but now she has a matured look. She has a kind of charm that makes men fall in love with her at first sight, with a flirtatious smile on her face and the same single eyelid.

“How have you been?”

“It’s okay. I’m really sorry to bother you again.”

“You’re prettier than ever.”

“Oh! I am so happy to hear you say that. I can see that I have a woman’s touch, too.”

“How many men have you had contact with?”

“About five.”

“One about a couple times.”

“Ten or so times.”

“So it’s an average of once a week.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Not enough, right?”

“So often I feel sexually unfulfilled.”

“Of the five, there should be some that satisfy you?”

“None of them work, and they’re all pretty much the same.”

“Is the problem the atmosphere?”

“Hmm! They’re all still living off the family, so it’s no fun.”

“Does it have anything to do with the size of the volume?”

“If it’s too small, I’ll ……”

“Nasty right?”

She nodded.

Fujise asked some more practical questions while learning that her ample breasts were quite sensitive as well as preferring fingertip strokes, which were more effective than lips and tongue.

Yazuko was still a bit shy when answering these questions, but she spilled the beans for the sake of expediency.

The two had a drink and then took a taxi to the hotel.

“I’m sorry, but I’ll pay for the car.”

“It’s okay, it’s an honor to be with such a beautiful girl.”

“Sister says I’m lucky.”

“Why?”

“Because I can make love to you and she can’t.”

“I think it’s probably because we work together that she doesn’t see me as a man.”

“I don’t think so.”

“That’s a surprise, but I don’t like the idea of having another relationship with someone I work with.”

Fujise was already stroking Yazuko’s thighs. Realizing that her body has been sensitive and tense, she also secretly gasped.

Soon, arriving at the hotel, the two entered their room.

Following the usual procedure for a rendezvous, they embraced first, and her voice, like last time, began to bite a little.

“Remember how to wash it?”

“I’m really sorry about last time, I felt weirdly embarrassed about it afterward.”

She went into the bathroom first, twisted the faucet to run the water, then dimmed the light in the room and began to undress.

Fujise took off her clothes in the same way.

“I’ll go ahead and wash up.”

“Okay, but when you go back to bed, make the room brighter, because I agreed to come just to admire your body.”

“Ouch! How embarrassing that would be.”

He added the bold and revealing words, “I want to see that part of you that is exposed when your thighs are spread.”

“Oops! You really are ……”

Yazuko’s voice began to change tone.

Soon, Fujise also entered the bathroom and embraced Yazuko’s soft and delicate body tightly.

Yazuko seemed somewhat paralyzed, opening her mouth and showing her tongue.

He didn’t just kiss her body with his lips, he gave his fingers a special mission. He felt that part of her that was a little looser than last time. Also seeing her armpit hair growing naturally, whereas last time it was shaved, the armpit hair looked quite sexy.

Yazuko whimpered, “Ah! Your fingers ……”

“Don’t like it?”

“Oh! No.”

Fujise carried Yazuko, from the bathroom to the bed.

Fujise Yoritomo uses all of her skills, but also makes special use of Yazuko’s favorite finger work, and caresses Yazuko’s sensitive breasts.

Yazuko kept making, “Ah …… ah ……” sounds.

This girl, for sure, had never experienced the taste of a real orgasm, so Fujise did everything he could to make her get one.

After some time, Yazuko initiated the request to start the sexual act.

The result? She got aroused in a way she never had before, and Fujise wasn’t sure if that was an orgasm or not. But Fujise’s small arms, shoulders, and stomach all bore the marks of her hard scratches.