"W-Wait… t-this is… embarrassing! Hyannnnnnnn~… Ah!"
Her voice cracked as his mouth pressed softly against her pussy—or more accurately, the mound beneath her soaked panties. His tongue snaked out, tracing slow, deliberate lines across the damp cloth, saturating it further with the warmth of his saliva.
Yui moaned, her voice trembling with unfiltered pleasure.
Her body tensed, her breath hitched, and one of her eyes fluttered closed as the pleasure ignited deep in her lower abdomen.
It wasn't just a tingle.
It was a full-blown surge of dopamine crashing through her nervous system, leaving her head swimming.
Her toes curled tight, feet flexing uncontrollably.
He kept attacking that sensitive spot, flicking his tongue over the exact point through the fabric—again and again.
Despite the barrier of her panties, the sensation felt searingly real, like his tongue was teasing her bare pussy directly. It was maddeningly good—so good it made her hips twitch and her voice quiver.
"Mnnnnn~... Ah… T-This is…~ AhnngggghHH~~!!"
Yui couldn't stop the moans from slipping past her lips.
She bit down on her finger, trying to stifle them, but her body was betraying her.
Her mind was spinning, drowning in heat and tension. It felt like her very thoughts were melting in the rising tide of pleasure.
She couldn't believe it... how overwhelming it all was. How fast her control was unraveling.
"Ahhh~… S-Something is…~!!!"
That pressure in her groin was mounting fast, spiraling, tightening into a ball of heat that she couldn't contain.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnn~!!!"
And then—she exploded.
A sharp burst of squirt erupted from her pussy, soaking her already wet panties even further.
The sensation of release was so strong that her entire body arched off the surface, back curving as if she were possessed by the pleasure.
Her thighs clamped around Kouhei's head, pulling him deeper, and one of her hands gripped his hair like a lifeline. He didn't stop as his tongue was relentless, and the way her body responded… she was cumming hard.
Panting filled the air.
Time seemed to slow as she gradually came down from her climax, chest rising and falling with heavy, shaky breaths.
Her gaze finally drifted down, half-lidded, and she saw his face... pressed between her thighs, a little red, maybe even slightly suffocated from the pressure.
But she couldn't speak. Her lips parted, but no words came. Her whole body was still trembling, pulses of residual pleasure firing through her nerves like aftershocks.
Her face was flushed, eyes glassy, cheeks tinged a deep pink from the aftermath.
Her body lay in a haze. She was spent, dazed, and completely overwhelmed.
"Haaa…~ ha…~ That… felt really good…~" she finally whispered, voice barely audible, thick with the warmth of satisfaction.
Kouhei slowly pulled his face back from her crotch, lips still glistening, and locked eyes with her.
He couldn't help himself anymore.
The fire burning inside his chest, that restless heat building between his legs—it had gone far beyond the point of control.
There was no turning back now.
His fingers trembled as he reached out, grabbing the condom.
In a rush of impatience, he tore into the wrapper using his teeth, the plastic crackling between his molars as he ripped it open with a sharp pull.
He fished out the rubber from the packaging, the latex cool and slightly slick in his fingers.
Kouhei's breathing deepened as he reached into his pants, fingers wrapping around his swollen cock. His shaft pulsed with need, aching, and throbbing in anticipation.
But before he could slide it on—
"Wait, senpai," Yui said, her voice soft yet firm, halting him.
He blinked, slightly thrown off.
"Since you gave me such good pleasure… I want to do something for you," she said, her words almost a whisper, laced with sincerity and something sultrier.
His momentum faltered, his body frozen mid-motion, cock twitching in his hand. He wasn't sure what she meant—but the look in her eyes made it clear she had something planned.
Yui slowly rose from the chair, her bare thighs brushing against each other as she stood. Her movements were fluid, sensual, and dripping with intention. Then, without a word, she lowered herself onto her knees in front of him.
"Face here, senpai," she said softly, tilting her head with a playful yet commanding gaze.
Kouhei adjusted himself, turning toward her as instructed.
Yui moved closer, nestling between his legs.
She may not have been entirely sure what she was doing—but the way she looked up at him, lips parted, eyes sparkling with mischief and warmth, was enough to make his knees feel weak.
The sight was pure sin.
Just how many times had he swallowed down his saliva tonight? His throat was dry, but his body overflowed with tension and desire.
"I learned this online," she admitted, a small, nervous smile forming at the corners of her lips. "So I want to try it on you. It's only natural I'd want to learn how to make my boyfriend feel good too, right?"
She reached up and gently took the condom from his hand.
"Hmm… Let me think… How was it again? Oh—right… Just ."
Her fingers trembled slightly with excitement—or maybe nervousness—as she brought the tip of the condom to her mouth. She pinched it between her lips with a delicate grip.
Then, without warning, she gathered her long, silky hair and tied it up into a quick ponytail.
The simple motion of pulling her hair back shouldn't have felt so provocative.
There was something unbelievably erotic in the way her arms lifted, the strands falling into place, exposing the graceful curve of her neck.
With her hair now up, she leaned forward again—so close now with her face just inches from his cock.
Kouhei's breath hitched the moment he felt her warm breath graze the sensitive tip of his shaft. The sensation sent an involuntary shiver down his spine.
Then, slowly, methodically, she leaned in further.
Her lips wrapped around the head of his cock, the condom still caught between them, and with practiced ease, she began rolling it down with her mouth. The latex stretched and slipped snugly over his length, a wet heat pressing around him.
She continued inching forward, trying to take in more of him, but gagged softly when the tip hit the back of her throat. She pulled back with a wet pop, a thick string of saliva clinging from her lips to his cock, glistening in the low light.
"Haa… Ha…~ It's really big…" she panted, cheeks flushed.
Her hands moved to finish what her mouth couldn't, gently unrolling the rest of the condom down to the base of his cock until it was completely covered. The rubber hugged every vein and curve tightly.
"Thank goodness I bought an XXL one," she murmured, flashing him a playful smirk.
Then, without warning, she leaned her face in and pressed his cock against her cheek, giggling softly as if comparing its size to her own face.
The sensation, the sight of her so casually erotic—it was too much.
With that, the preparation was finally complete.
Only one thing remained now.
Yui stood up and returned to the chair, settling down with slow, deliberate grace.
She glanced up at him with the sultriest smile he had ever seen on her lips with half-lidded eyes, parted lips, a soft blush blooming across her cheeks.
He had never seen her .
It was as if something in her awakened. It was like a new, alluring presence that seemed to call to him and guide him.
"Here… senpai," she whispered, her legs spreading open, inviting him in.
The fabric of her panties clung to her drenched skin, the scent of her arousal thick in the air.
There was no more hesitation.
Kouhei stepped forward, kneeling between her thighs.
Yui reached down, fingers delicately shifting her wet panties to the side, revealing her glistening entrance.
Kouhei's breath was ragged now, his chest heaving, every nerve in his body screaming to move, to feel and to fuck her right here and now.
His heart slammed against his ribcage like a drum in a war march.
He gripped his cock and pressed the head against her entrance, feeling the heat of her folds radiating into him.
"I'm going to enter…" he said, voice hoarse.
But just before he could push in—
That wasn't Yui's voice.
It didn't come from her.
It came from someone else.
Someone… he recognized.
"What's wrong?" Yui asked, her brows furrowing slightly, concern in her voice.
"Nothing," Kouhei replied quickly, trying to dismiss the chill crawling up his spine.
Right now, nothing else mattered.
He had to fuck her. That was all he needed to do.
"Right here. Push it in now."
It was familiar in a way that made the hair on the back of his neck stand.
And then—everything began to shift.
The girl beneath him didn't feel like Yui anymore.
His vision blurred and twisted like heat waves rising from asphalt.
His mind was slipping.
He was no longer with Yui.
He was on top of a different woman.
One with long, flowing white hair, pale skin glowing under some ethereal light.
She was beautiful—so hauntingly beautiful, she didn't even seem real.
She looked like she didn't belong in this world at all.