Vol. 5 Chapter 2.2

Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by SoundDestiny

As night fell, when I visited the 『Bedroom of the Confinement King』 Kei-chan in her school uniform sat down on the bed, waiting for me.

“What’s wrong, Kei-chan?”

“Lunch…you weren’t there”

She seemed a bit sulky. When I asked for more details, she explained that she had come to the classroom during lunch break to meet me, but we had missed each other.

And so, it seems like she begged Tashiro-san and somehow managed to get permission to come here.

“Kan-chan…you never play with me at all, you’re awful.”

She pouted her lips, and I couldn’t help but smile wryly.

‘Even if she says it’s awful…’

In reality, speaking within the hierarchy of the harem, she is more like an apprentice to the secondary favoured princesses and she can’t possibly take priority over the favoured princesses.

However, for some reason when I look at her, I can’t help but want to pamper her.

In a way, she’s a seductive woman.

Tonight, I have a promise to dote on Kurosawa-san, but still, sending Kei-chan home with just a [okay, goodbye] feels a little pitiful.

‘Hmm, what should I do… Wait, hold on?’

Actually, earlier today, when I saw Kayama-san getting close to Masaki-chan, I thought about something.

There are three favoured princesses and three secondary favoured princesses. If that’s the case, why not have each favoured princess take care of an secondary favoured princess? Not exactly senior and junior in a club, but more like mentors.

If that’s the case, Kayama-san is definitely paired with Masaki-chan.

The enigmatic and somewhat intimidating Shiratori-san would probably be best taken care of by both Tashiro-san and Shima-san together. She’s likely too much for just one person to handle.

In that case, even though it might sound odd to call them leftovers, it would be perfect for Kurosawa-san and Kei-chan paired up.

After a while, when I mentioned this idea to Kurosawa-san who had come to the bedroom, she replied with a simple [Sure, that’s fine] I hadn’t really been conscious of it, but this kind of response made me realise that she, too, was in a state of submission.

“So, with that said, I’d like Kurosawa-san to look after this girl, Takasago Kei.”

As I introduced her, Kurosawa-san suddenly became more excited.

“Huh! Who’s this? She’s so cute!”

Kurosawa-san approached Kei-chan and started poking her cheeks without any hesitation.

“Aww, so squishy! Your skin is so fair! How? How do you maintain such skin? What kind of skincare do you do?”

“Uh, s-stop…”

Kurosawa-san pressed on like Fujiwara-san, bombarding Kei-chan with questions. Trying to evade her, Kei-chan answered while pulling away.

“…I don’t do anything.”

“What!? Seriously? And your skin is like this? Seriously!?”

Kurosawa-san seems genuinely surprised, but I think those squishy cheeks are probably the result of an overwhelming amount of sleep.

“Then, if anything happens, make sure to come and talk to me. I’m like Kei-chan’s guardian here.”

Upon hearing Kurosawa-san’s words, Kei-chan tilted her head slightly.

“Then… Misuzu’s Mama?”

Just as she said that with an upward gaze, Kurosawa-san let out a staggering sound like she was spewing blood and staggered back.

“F-Fumi-kun… This is bad. This is bad! Something’s about to overflow.”

“Something? Like what?”

“Affection or drool or something.”

“You can’t put affection and drool on the same level…”

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Fortunately, it seems that Kurosawa-san has taken a liking to Kei-chan and Kei-chan doesn’t seem to be opposed to it either.

So, without further ado, tonight, I decided that the two of them will be taken care of together.

Merely gazing at the two lying naked on the bed, my own thing was already tightly throbbing with pain.

‘Somehow, it’s…incredible.’

Among the girls around me, these two are probably the most deserving of the term [beautiful girls].

Of course, all the other girls are cute and attractive as well, but in terms of well-defined facial features, they still can’t compete with these two.

“Kei-chan really likes sweets,right?”

“……Un, I do.”

“So, I hastily prepared something like this.”

Just a while ago, I went to the cafeteria to get it but when Kurosawa-san saw what I had in my hand, she tilted her head.

“Whipped cream and strawberries?”

“Yes, that’s right… like this.”

“Eek!? It’s cold! Hey, wait a minute, Fumi-kun!”

I climbed onto the bed and squeezed whipped cream onto Kurosawa-san’s bewildered breasts.

I squeezed it out in a spiral like soft-serve ice cream, and finally topped it with a strawberry.

“I can’t believe it-mouu… This is so embarrassing, it’s like something a pervert would do…”

Ignoring the blushing girl who lowered her eyebrows in embarrassment, I smiled at Kei-chan.

“Go ahead and eat it, Kei-chan.”

“…Okay.”

She nodded slightly, then lay down on top of Kurosawa-san, who was lying on her back, and took a bite of the strawberry, cheeks puffed out.

Continuing like that, she extended her tongue towards the whipped cream, licking it up with small licks.

“Hey, ah, Kei, Kei-chan, wait, wait a bit…”

At first, Kei-chan seemed hesitant in her tongue movements, but the deliciousness of the whipped cream seemed to overcome her hesitation. Her licks became more and more bold.

Soon, from under the cream, pink cherry-like nipples were uncovered, and Kei-chan licked them up along with the cream.

“Ah, ahn, ahh…”

Kei-chan pressed down on Kurosawa-san’s writhing body, almost as if to keep the plate from moving. Her mouth was already messy and wet. The whipped cream that was perched on the tip of her nose looked oddly cute.

Getting carried away, I squeezed whipped cream onto Kurosawa-san’s other breast and then onto her stomach. Kei-chan followed after it, running her tongue from her breast to her stomach.

“Ahn, it tickles, Kei-chan, no, ahh…”

With Kei-chan’s tongue movements like that of a small animal, Kurosawa-san shivered slightly.

As if delivering the finishing touch, I let some whipped cream drip onto her groin, and at the touch of the cold cream, Kurosawa-san’s hips jumped with a surprised [Hyaan!]

Kei-chan squatted between Kurosawa-san’s legs, diligently licking up the whipped cream.

Rero, Rero, slurp, slurp— the lewd sounds echoed, and as Kei-chan sucked up the cream-covered clitoris into her mouth—

“Ahn, ah, ahh, ahn, ahh, aahh, aaahhh!?”

—Kurosawa-san arched her back, letting out a high-pitched moan.

A whipped cream play involving two beautiful girls. This was truly something quite arousing.

I dripped more whipped cream onto Kurosawa-san’s intimate area and moved behind Kei-chan, who was busily licking it up. Then, just like that, I covered her and let my fingers trace over her groin.

“Funyaaa!!”

Kei-chan jumps. Regardless, I stroke up her slit and rub her sensitive bud with my drop-wet fingertips.

“Nyaaa! Ah, w-wait, it’s tickling!? Ah, ah, ah, it’s so sensitive!?”

While Kei-chan’s nose was still buried in Kurosawa’s crotch licking the whipped cream, her body twitched and bounced with little jumps.

“Funya…”

Slowly insert and move a finger into Ke-chan’s vagina as she begins to move her tongue around again.

“Ah, ahh, aaa,ahyih, aaa!”

The indecent moans of the two beautiful girls intertwining shamelessly resound.

It’s about time. I can’t hold back any longer either.

I smeared whipped cream on my own thing and put it between Kei-chan’s legs.

Grabbing her slender waist, I forcefully thrust the lump of desire covered in whipped cream from behind.

“Nnitsu, ~aasu, it entered……nnyayaa…”

Her narrow meaty pot is just as narrow as her petite physique. It’s very wet and slick with whipped cream, but even so, it still tightens around my cock to the point that I want to twist it off.

“Haaa, Haa…it’s big…Kan-chan fill me up, nigiri…… nyaa, ah, ah…..”

“Does it hurt?”

When I asked her that, Kei-chan shook her head shakily.

Then there was no need for her to hesitate. I forcefully thrust my dick deep into her.

“Fugyaaaaaaaaahhh!”

Suddenly, she arched her body as if a wild horse was neighing, sticking out her cream-covered tongue and letting out a voice reminiscent of a cat that had its tail stepped on.

“Nyaa! Mmm, ah, ah, hyu, aaaah…”

Driven by excitement, as I thrust vigorously, the sound of slapping against her buttocks and her gasping cries echoed loudly.

In the midst of it all, Kurosawa-san, who had finally been released from Kei-chan’s tongue, managed to lift herself up while catching her breath against her shoulder. Then, with a sly smile, she reached her hands in on both sides of Kei-chan, who continued to moan intensely.

“Nya, haa? What? Hyaaan! Ah, ah, nya!”

Kurosawa-san forcefully lifted her down-on-all-fours into a kneeling position and embraced her from the front.

“Hehe, Kei-chan, you’re making such a naughty expression.”

Kei-chan, now sandwiched between me and Kurosawa-san. Despite Kei-chan’s bewildered state, Kurosawa-san extended her hand towards me.

“Fumi-kun, give me some whipped cream.”

“What? Why?”

“I have to return the favor.”

Taking the whipped cream she received, she looked at Kei-chan and provocatively stuck out her tongue, then demonstratively squeezed the cream onto her tongue. And then…

“Nmmm!?”

She sealed Kei-chan’s lips with her own, then inserted her cream-covered tongue into Kei-chan’s mouth.

Jyuru, Jyuru, chup, chup.

Kei-chan’s eyes rolled as she experienced the intense, creamy, yuri kiss. The sight was so sensual that my excitement reached its peak.

With my arousal still strong, I grabbed Kei-chan’s breasts aggressively and thrust my hips desperately, like a lustful dog in heat.

Driven by impulse, I relentlessly plunged into her depths without mercy, as if repeatedly stabbing into her very core.

“Nnnnn!? Nnnn!? Kaha! Nnn!?”

While letting out muffled moans, Kei-chan tapped Kurosawa-san’s back repeatedly, signalling her to stop, pleading for mercy.

Eventually, Kurosawa-san pulled her lips away and with ragged breaths, a mixture of stirred saliva and whipped cream dripped down onto both of their chests.

‘This is… incredibly erotic…’

Witnessing that scene, my already heightened desire caused me to swell even more. Kei-chan was already weak in the knees. However, after being shown such a sight, there was no way I could hold back.

“Aah, nnya! It’s intense! Kan-chan, it’s so intense! Ah, ah, nhaa, nyaggu…”

As the point of connection was painfully stretched, every time the flesh was pulled out, the folds of flesh would roll outward.

With each thrust into the depths, the pressure caused the cream-mingled love juices to splash and scatter from the gaps.

“Nyaa, ah, hi, coming, it’s coming so… ah… haah, fu…! Nggh, fuuaaah…”

Kei-chan’s body was red and flaming as her vagina, full of cream and love juice, was stirred. Her eyes were tormented and debauched and her cream-covered tongue was spilling sloppily out of her half-open mouth.

From there, I violated the depths of her vagina further, and suddenly Ke-chan shook her head violently.

It seemed that she was about to reach her limit.

“Hyu~, mmm, ah, hyugo! No! Don’t… ya, yara… more, still, ya, yet I… nya, fugya! Nigya… funya, nyaaaaaaa!”

I can see her desperately resisting pleasure. But even that effort is in vain, as she was engulfed by waves of pleasure.

She widened her eyes and trembled as her body shook.

“Aah! Ahh! I-I’m… cuming! I-I’m cumming!”

Suddenly, her vagina tightened around my cock, squeezing it even tighter.

“Guhh”

I grit my teeth and resist, but even I am at my limit. The hot swirling sensation that had been building up in my lower abdomen rushes up towards the tip, all at once.

Byuu, Byurururururu, Byururu!

A hot, milky fluid erupts uncontrollably. Everything in front of me flickers. My whole body trembles with an exquisite pleasure so intense that my consciousness feels like it’s about to fade away.

“Kuhi!? I-agh! It’s coming out, it’s coming out, ngh, aaaaah, aaah!”

Kei-chan clung to Kurosawa desperately, like a drowning child. And then, with multiple shudders, she entrusted her body to Kurosawa, along with a deep sigh.

She nestled her face into the nape of Kurosawa-san’s neck, leaning against her. With half-lidded eyes and a dreamy expression, she let out hot breaths from her slightly parted lips.

“Haah… haah… th-that was amazing…”

While Kurosawa gently stroked her head, he smiled in my direction.

And so, the three of us, covered in cream, continued to express our love to each other countless times until late into the night.

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