Vol. 2 Chapter 3.2

Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by SoundDestiny

“What are we doing……?”

“I don’t know……. Ahaha……”

It was good that I got out of the bath, but I couldn’t find any bath towels in the changing room. So, I had no choice but to jump up and down like Maasai people to dry our bodies, and then Masaki started jumping up and down as well.

(Note: Maasai People :  Nilotic ethnic group inhabiting northern, central and southern Kenya and northern Tanzania)

We were having a bit of fun and were jumping up and down, making a lot of noise, but Masaki’s tits are huge. They’re ridiculously big.

She moaned and crouched down, [I–it’s going to come off….and there I was, taking a breather replaying [….It’s ……, isn’t it?]

Yeah……Cooper’s ligament damage is no joke.

“Aah, that’s right. Fumio, there’s a kitchen, right? I’ll make you dinner! I’ll make you something tasty!”

By saying so, Masaki shakes off the delicate atmosphere and somehow raises the tension.

A home-cooked meal from a girl in my class is nothing but longing. I cried tears of joy in my heart that this day had finally arrived. By the way, I don’t want to eat Fujiwara-san’s lunch.

We both head for the kitchen and check the ingredients and cooking utensils.

The fridge is packed to the brim. There was even cold rice wrapped in plastic wrap in the freezer, but for some reason, the only dessert-like food was an azuki bar from a certain company that is famous for its hardness.

I honestly don’t understand the devil’s sense in this area.

Then, Masaki, who was checking the cupboards, suddenly shouted.

“Look, look! An apron!”

She happily put it on and said, [Thank goodnessー!　Now I can hide my abdominal area], she beamed. I was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

Calm down. I am trying to calm myself down.

But in my chest, I was screaming,[It’s too erotic!]

Wearing just one piece of cloth increases eroticism by 50%. It is a dazzling eroticism.

The naked apron is a terrifying thing. The first person to put the naked apron into practice should be celebrated as much as Buddha and Christ. He is a great man, to say the least.

My tension is already rising. The back view of Masaki-chan, who starts cooking immediately. I’m so horny with her bare ass that I was about to hug her, but she says, [Don’t come while I’m using the knife!] I cooled down by the pointing knife at me.

Well, that’s right. It’s dangerous.

After such tremendous ups and downs of tension, the dish presented to me was… omelette rice. When I saw the heart mark drawn in ketchup, my first word was.

“That’s so cute!”

“Eeee?!”

Because it’s a heart mark on an omelette, right? That’s as good as saying [It’s cute right, Me♡].

She seemed a little unhappy with my reaction [I made you an omelette because it’s my only speciality…….].

When she regained her composure and sat down at the table, for some reason Masaki-chan sat down next to me even though the table was for four people. Then she scooped up a scoop of omelette with a spoon and held it out to me, saying [okay, aaah ♡♡].

‘Ah, this is the type of couple you often see at family restaurants, the very couple you want to punch. 『Why don’t you guys sit across from each other?』I would like to lecture them for an hour.’

“Um……Masaki-chan?”

“Ehehe……I’ve always wanted to try it when I get a boyfriend.”

If only I could say [No] to her shy smile, I would never have been a bully in the first place. Fumio Kijima is the typical Japanese who cannot say no.

‘I have no choice. Unwillingly, if this happens, I’m willing to join the Paripi.’

(Paripi: The person who often goes to the nightclub and enjoy dancing or hitting on girls/boys or person who is usually easy going and looking flashy)

After all, she’s got big tits and she’s wearing a naked apron and she’s saying, [okay, aaah]. During the [okay, aaah], her big tits would pinch my arms.

I have to be prepared to bear the curse of all men in the world to be able to endure this, yes.

In the end, from the beginning to the end, I never picked up the spoon, and if it had not been between lovers, we would have ended up having a meal that could only have happened in an old people’s care.

But still, the big-breasted naked apron was amazing. I felt tired as if I had been left to play with her for a long time, even though we were supposed to be having a meal.

Turning away from Masaki-chan, who was washing up, I lay down on the bed.

I try to suppress my erection, which is slouching towards the heavens, as much as possible, and think of [Creature Terashima]. The effect is extraordinary. By the time Masaki returns after finishing the washing up, it has completely wilted, and you can see and feel how intense [Creature Terashima] was.

“Sorry to keep you waiting..”

Saying that, she jumps onto the bed and snuggles up to me, quite naturally, using my chest as a pillow.

“How was it?”

“It was very tasty.”

When I replied, she smiled happily.

“Why don’t you take off your apron?”

“Because if I take it off, you’ll see everything.”

Masaki is probably relieved that she can finally hide it, but it’s not true. That’s because it’s 50% more erotic.

She closed her eyes quietly and took a deep breath.

“Ummm, funny, we smell like the same soap.”

“Of course we do.”

In fact, we used the same soap.

“Fufu, that’s weird.”

“What?”

“I mean, I’m locked up with a guy I barely know, and I’m supposed to be scared to death, but I’m acting like a newlywed.”

“Newlyweds…..? But we’re old enough to get married last month.”

Then she looked into my face with a mischievous smile.

“You know what, dear?”

(Anata)

“What is it, dear?”

(Omae)

We both giggled at each other.

“Would you like dinner? Would you like a bath? Or would you like Wa・Ta・Shi  ♡?”

“So cliché”

“Muu…… Say it with style.”

“But…..I’ve already eaten and had a bath. That means I don’t have any more options left.”

“Yan….”

I flipped myself around and laid her up.

Masaki-chan didn’t seem to resist. She looked embarrassed, but also rather a little happy.

I pulled the fabric of the apron and put it between her breasts.

“An, mouuー!Even though I was hiding it….”

Her huge breasts appeared again, with large, vulgar nipples. Her large nipples are twitching as if in anticipation.

The sight of Masaki with her breast fully exposed in her apron was so naughty that it made me dizzy.

I gently reach up to her breast and begin to rub it slowly. The touch is superb. As I rubbed harder and harder, a troubled sigh began to escape from her small lips,[Haa……nghh……a……]

Still, I didn’t touch her nipples yet. Then, I rubbed them from the outside to the inside, and when I took my hands away, the flesh of her breasts shivered as if they were rebounding.

“Haa, Haa……Don’t play with my breast.”

“I don’t mean to, but your breasts are so firm and nice.”

“Yann, mouu, don’t talk to me like you’re some kind of breast sommelier.”

“Breast  sommelier?”

“『They’re full and rich, with a strong aroma and a taste like a gentle breeze through the woods, they’re great tits.』”

I chuckle at the thought of me in a ceremonial dress saying this and pressing my nose against her nipple.

I stopped rubbing the entire breast and gently ran my fingers over the surface.

“Ah, that tickles…… A-ah, Ah….”

She has a big areola. As she continued to circle them insistently, moving in and out of them, her eyes gradually became moist.

‘…… I think it’s about time.’

I touch her nipples with my fingertips.

“Hyahn!!?”

I don’t care if she jerked. Her reaction began to change when I carefully crushed and rolled her large nipple like a gummy bear with my fingers.

“Ah, No, Ahhh…… Ahhh, A-aaah”

If I touch them after sufficiently rushing them, the nipples quickly become a core of pleasure. If I caress them slowly, the pleasure will spread to the whole breast.

Every time Masaki-chan bounces with pleasure, her big tits bounce like rubber balls. My excitement is only increasing at this spectacular scene. I can’t hold back any longer.

I impulsively bury my face in the cleavage of her breasts, while blaming her nipples with my fingertips. Even though I did it on the spur of the moment, it was still amazing.

“Yan, moou, Fumio-kun ecchiii….”

It feels as if I am washing my face with milk meat. My cheeks relax unintentionally. I’m going to be addicted to it. After enjoying the feel of her tits on my face until I was satisfied, I took a nipple in my mouth and sucked on it until my cheeks were knobbly.

“Hi, an, ahhh, oh no, you’re like a baby… Nnn, No, you’re making my breasts swell….”

Her reaction makes me feel better, and as I keep alternating between right and left, I gradually find it harder and harder to find a place to stop.

Masaki-chan stopped moving by clasping my cheeks between her hands, and looked at me with moist eyes while breathing wildly.

“Please, Fumio-kun. I can’t stand it any more…..”

“What can’t you stand?”

“Uu…you’re teasing me. I want Fumio-kun’s cock…..insert into me.”

I was actually going to ask her to give me a titjob afterwards, but right now it’s more important to give her enough pleasure to get her hooked than to give myself pleasure.

“Then I’ll have you on top of me, Masaki-chan”

“What do you mean…… be on top of you?”

I moved off from her body and lay on my back. Of course, my crotch was already painfully erect and slumped up, facing the ceiling.

“Sit on this.”

“okay……. I’ll give it a go. I’ll try my best.”

With a mixture of confusion and shame on her face, Masaki straddled my body and began to sit down quietly.

Her fingertips picked up my thing, and then Chu …… I felt the wet flesh at my tip.

“Nnn…… Nnnh…… Ahhhh……..”

Masaki sits down on top of my dick, raising her eyebrows in pain, and my object sinks into the narrow meat hole, slowly, and slowly.And then──

“Haa, Haa…… i-it’s in……”

She put her hand on my chest and smiled as she breathed on my shoulder, having finished fitting the rod up to the base of her small body.

If I look at her again, I will see that her breasts are fully exposed, although the joints are hidden. Her apron was twisted and tucked between her tits, and seemed to cover only the middle of her body. It was definitely more arousing than being naked.

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