Volume 2 Chapter 22 (2/2)
With a face dyed in embarra.s.sment, Mizuki uses both legs to slowly slide up Yusuke’s thighs until she reaches his hips. Just under Mizuki’s floating hips was Yusuke’s half risen thing.
“Just like that, sit down and rub it with your hips.”
With a red face, Mizuki sent a look of protest toward him.
“It’s more scary if I move right? Try making yourself feel good. It’ll be painful if you don’t get wet after all…”
Mizuki hesitates for a while, but then begins to fearfully lower her hips. Her soft b.u.t.t distorts and squishes as it comes into contact with Yusuke’s thighs. It was an amazing feeling of soft pressure. Mizuki’s lower lips. .h.i.t his thing.
Mizuki speaks in a tearful voice,
“…….It’s embarra.s.sing……”
She leaks out a small voice.
With Yusuke’s silent gaze on her, Mizuki soon gets the message and begins moving. With the sound of dry flesh rubbing against each other, Mizuki’s soft hips shake against him.
Rather than a rubbing/stroking motion, it was more up and down; her lips pressing against him repeatedly. It felt like she was using the corner of a desk to get off. Yusuke’s hardness, which was currently subst.i.tuting the corner of a desk, is being compressed by her l.a.b.i.a. At this kind of loose movement, a pleasant feeling was slowly building in the hips.
Stretching out his hand, he unb.u.t.tons Mizuki’s s.h.i.+rt from the bottom up. The bulges which spilled out settled in the palm of his hand. Yusuke uses both of his hands to scoop and ma.s.sage these beautiful b.r.e.a.s.t.s.
(TL: So I’m guessing she just pulled her s.h.i.+rt up around her neck when she said she stripped, and didn’t actually take it off.)
“It’s okay if you close your eyes. Think about a guy you like.”
“…………….”
Mizuki bites her lip, and placing her hand on Yusuke’s stomach, she moves faster. For a while there were no changes, but eventually, a moistness could be felt between their rubbing parts. She begins to rub herself up and down the belly of his shaft. A pleasant feeling began to crawl up her back.
Mizuki’s nipples, which he was rubbing with his fingertips, began to harden and stand up.
“…….uu……..aa……nnnn…..”
Mizuki lets out ragged breaths as she wiggles her hips against his.
With time, the movement became more complex, and Yusuke’s shaft became wet as well. His veins bulged and throbbed each time Mizuki stroked him.
Before long, both of them were covered in Mizuki’s love juice. Mizuki’s hands lose strength and she almost collapses on top of Yusuke. Even in that state, she did not stop moving her hips, rubbing her c.l.i.t into his girth, her small body trembling as she pleasures herself. It was the act of a girl experienced with masturbation.
“…..you, have you m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed before?”
“I….Ha, ven’t……”
Mizuki answers in a slender voice. (TL: Idk wtf a slender voice sounds like)
Thinking that this was good enough, Yusuke sits up.
“Ah…..?”
Mizuki, who let out her voice, was pushed down onto the blankets. With her lying on her back in missionary position, Yusuke presses his hardness against her crotch.
“……! No–………”
“Relax yourself.”
Probing her entrance with his tip, he slowly forces his way inside. Her wet and swollen lips are forced to part, allowing him to enter.
“It…….hurts…….”
Mizuki furrows her brows in an attempt to withstand the pain.
Once the tip forced its way through, he couldn’t push any further. Mizuki had her legs pressed against Yusuke’s hips stopping him from going any deeper.
“……….Spread your legs.”
“……It, it……. hurts…….. really ……..”
Mizuki was red all the way to her neck, and her forehead was sweating profusely. Yusuke halted his movement, and moved his hands up her thighs. They were stiff with tension and pain.
Mizuki spoke with an expression as if she were pleading with him,
“A, ano, next time, I’ll try harder, so, if we could…..”
“That’s no good.”
Yusuke lifts up both of Mizuki’s legs, and folds them over his upper body.
“You’re the one who suggested this.”
“Uu…..uuuuuu…….”
Resigned, Mizuki grabs her legs and spreads them apart, a.s.suming a position ready to accept a man.
Fondling her breast with one hand, and placing the other on her hip, Yusuke proceeds to push himself into her. Pus.h.i.+ng through her tight virgin walls, he makes his way into her wet interior.
Mizuki tightens her grip on her thighs, enduring the pain of the intrusion.
“……..mph……”
Pus.h.i.+ng himself all the way inside her, Yusuke lets out a breath. Mizuki’s hot and narrow pa.s.sage was wrapped around him to the root. Their crotches were pressed up against each others, and his pubic hair was entangled in the thin gra.s.s atop her mound. (TL: not even kidding)
“Bear with it a little longer.”
Slowly he moves his hips back and forth. As he pulled back, threads of mucus were strung from her lips as they began to loosen. It was a torturously slow movement, but Mizuki’s face was still contorted in pain.
Yusuke focused on the nerves in his shaft. Pus.h.i.+ng into and tasting the depths of Mizuki’s virgin insides, Yusuke’s pleasure increases. Forcing open the entrance of a high school girl stimulated his male part.
While thrusting in and out of her, Yusuke lays down on top of Mizuki, embracing her. He rubs his chest against her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and pointed nipples. The smell of the soap in her hair graced his nostrils. With her eyes closed, Mizuki turns her head to the side and lies still.
The suction he felt every time he moved in and out permeated through his body. Pulling out to the entrance and shallowly probing with his tip, the feeling of her softness pushed him to his limit.
A pleasant feeling shot from the back of his waist, up his shaft. He jerked and pierced through all the way to the back of Mizuki’s entrance.
“Nnn……!”
Mizuki contorted her body. With her inner walls convulsing as if teasing his c.o.c.k, Yusuke quickly pulls back. Holding himself with one hand, he rubs his tip into her c.l.i.t until the pleasure builds to the verge of bursting.
Mizuki’s body trembles in shock. The pleasure finally escapes from his hips. Squeezing his shaft with his hand, he lets out a cloudy liquid while rubbing himself against her entrance. His white liquid stains the crack between her legs.
(TL: He knows that you can still get pregnant that way right?)
“……haa—, haaa……”
Having relieved himself, Yusuke takes a breath. He can hear his heart beating violently. He had gotten more excited than he thought.
“……….”
After a few minutes of silence, Mizuki sits up and looks at him. With her legs no longer supported, her thighs fall and overlap with Yusuke’s, transmitting a soft weight.
“It’s, over right…….?”
“Yeah…..”
Yusuke answers in a voice without feeling.
“……..You said you would release it outside.”
“Ah…….”
Mizuki drops her gaze to see her groin covered in his cloudy fluid. She stares at herself with a complicated expression.
“……..that’s”
After biting his tongue,
“Thank you, very much.”
“? For what?”
“You came outside for me..”
“……Well I did promise. But, this won’t subst.i.tute for contraception. You understand right?”
“That’s…. I do. Next time, will you wear a condom? If you would…..”
“Ah….. it’s fine.”
“……Thank goodness.” (TL: Yokatta)
Mizuki s.h.i.+fts her hips, and bending her knees, she sits in front of Yusuke. She takes a towel she had previously prepared from beside her and begins cleaning her groin.
“But, it was painful.”
“That wasn’t my fault you know. I went as slowly as I could.”
“Well, that’s true but…. I didn’t think you would spread open my crotch.”
“Haaa?”
“It would’ve been better if I were more flexible huh…..”
Mizuki says this with a vague expression.
(Somehow the tension is weird, this person…..)
With Mizuki’s s.p.a.ced out atmosphere, Yusuke was puzzled. With the various emotions she had experienced from recent events overflowing, she is probably escaping reality.
“Wa–”
Trying to stand up, Mizuki falls over.
“Watch out.”
Supported by Yusuke, Mizuki shakily stands to her feet.
“My crotch hurts……”
“Ah….. is that so….”
Feeling it would be weird to apologize, but still feeling troubled, Yusuke replied as such.
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