Through the gaps in the curtains, many streaks of light were shining through.
I wonder if the flickering of those was due to the laundry hanging to dry on the balcony swaying in the wind.
It’s something that suddenly occurred to me in the closed room with its light off, in the midst of heat that I can feel even with the air conditioning on.
The ones emitting heat are myself, and Tendou Tsukasa pressing her naked chest against me in my arms.
“Nn… n, nnn… hahh, ah… fhuu, fhuh, nn…”
Mounting on top of me as I’m sitting cross legged, she was obscenely dancing in the so-called sitting face-to-face position.
Bouncing herself up to rub up and down, turning her hips in circular motion two or three times once it’s gone in deep, and then shaking her hips back and forth to rub the pubis, and lifting herself up again.
She’s not raising her voices as loudly as in porn, but the breath escaping her from time to time is making this so real, and its heat and ticklishness are intensifying the feeling of sex.
“Nn… Hey, Iori-kun… am I, making you feel good?”
“—Yeah, well, I think, it’s gonna come out already.”
As for the perfect and amazing technique, I’m honestly feeling too much of the accumulation and experience behind that, and I hope she put in a bit more consideration.
“Nn, I’m glad… let it out, whenever you want, okay?”
Even so, the reason my body and mind can remain unwilted was because of her sincerely happy smile, entranced voice, and simple embrace—different from the ever-changing use of her hips—which is precisely why I can feel her feelings.
“Iori-kun, nnh, Iori-kun…”
While calling my name like having a feverish dream, Tendou rubbed her upper body as if clinging to me with all her might with her arms wrapped around my back.
Despite the clumsy, almost childlike expression of love, her lower body went to move skillfully, finely stimulating my penis like a different creature, even in the highly snug, constrained position.
“Tsukasa-san, that’s, too…!”
“Nn… It’s okay, don’t hold back… ‘kay?”
I moaned at the brain-destroying pleasure, not knowing if I’m happy or not.
It’s been two days since I finally got my very first girlfriend, Tendou Tsukasa, who became my girlfriend after going through a kinda unusual, backwards way of things, from a fiancée to a girlfriend.
She’d showed up with a carry bag for our reconciliation and declared a week of stay over after the matter was settled, and we have been having sex everyday as she had planned.
The sexual intercourse—in which there’s no need for Tendou to play innocent at this stage, and in which I’m receiving her lead as for me I should be able to make her feel good faster if I have her teach me the basic—has been a continuous series of new discoveries.
For example, the fact that Tendou is apparently a D cup that’s closer to an E cup.
That she has a mole right next to her left nipple and is a little bit bothered by it.
That that part of hers is of a pretty color like she once had self-stated.
That it is uncensored really is too intense for a virgin.
That after much muddying, I received an evaluation that she thinks my size is above average.
That I got scolded by her in a kinda for-real-tone as she indeed got embarrassed from being asked this and that.
That Tendou is certainly good in bed and brimming with servicing-spirit, and it feels so good that on the contrary it makes me can’t think of any unnecessary things, which helped me.
—That the more we do it, the more strongly my desire for her grows.
“Sorry, Tsukasa-san. I want to, be the one moving, when I let it out…”
“Nh, nnh… Is that so…? Then, put me down slowly… Ah.” When I kissed Tendou, who stopped her movement as she looked reluctant, her face instantly softened.
And while taking care not to let her hair get rolled up, I slowly moved her upper body down to the bed while we’re still connected, turning into a normal position.
Tendou, facing upward, shook her twin hills that’s faintly shining in the dim light, wriggling her fair, naked body to adjust the position so that I could move more easily.
“So, Tsukasa-san, how should I move?”
“Nn, you can just do it as you like, though…”
“Nah, I also want to make you feel good while at it.”
And mine seems it could go bursting at any time, too.
Making a troubled face mixed with bashfulness that I haven’t seen much, Tendou suddenly raised up her knees and lifted her hips slightly, and then took both my hands to guide them to her own lower abdomen.
“—Over here, towards the belly; can you rub it like you’re lifting it? And then I want you to move in small motions, not big ones.”
The skin I touched was sweaty and hot.
There’s the feel of thin fat, and the surprisingly well-developed abdominal muscles; further beneath it, there’s my penis welcomed by her inside.
I know it, but it was a mysterious sensation.
“But Iori-kun, yours is exactly the shape I feel good with, so don’t get too intense, okay? Or I’ll start making voi, hyah!” And the words said to me with a blushing face instantly made my head also hot, and I got more erect inside Tendou, which surprised her who was arching up. “—Why?”
“No, it’s gonna be like that just now.”
Even if she’s looking at me with quizzical eyes, it surprised me instead that it wasn’t on purpose.
Squeeze, getting squeezed by the inside of Tendou, the lust that had temporarily abated flared up.
As I was about to move my hips, she went to hold out both her hands towards me.
“I don’t wanna like this. While kissing… ‘kay?”
When I brought down my raised upper body, her slender fingers stroked my neck, and then her arms entwined around me. My lips lay on top of hers as I was being pulled in.
Inserting my arms underneath her armpits so as not to squash her under my full weight, I slowly draped myself over Tendou.
“Nnh… nfhuu… chu… fhu, ah…”
While struggling not to not to bump her teeth, I matched the movement of her tongue.
The soft, ticklish sensation was running rampant in my mouth, and the saliva I slurped felt sweet.
“Hey, you can move…” Her whispering voices made my head boil. I began to move my hips with fluffy feelings.
My movement constrained by entangling arms and legs turned into short strokes as requested despite me still lacking in experience. Or perhaps, knowing this, she asked for a kiss.
“Nnh, nn, nn, nhh, ahh…!”
My just slightly pained chest was immediately overwritten by her coquetry.
What I sensed in my still not many experiences in sex was that, the major difference between masturbation and sexual intercourse was apparently not the genital stimulation.
Not to say that the inside of Tendou’s vagina isn’t better than the hand or something—if anything I feel I’m gonna let it out soon, though—and first of all there shouldn’t be any man who can’t get pleasure from masturbation.
That’s why, I think that what makes sex feels better than masturbation must difinitely be the difference in the stimulation towards the brain.
Seeing and hearing wise, you can see women naked and also hear naughty voices even in videos.
“Nn, ah, hey, Iori-kun… ah, Iori-kun, are you, feeling good, too…?”
However, there’s no heat there. Neither smell nor weight can be felt.
“—Yeah, it feels, really good.”
The moist eyes of Tendou Tsukasa calling me with flushed cheeks, that heat she emits, her sweet nasal voice, the indescribable obscene smell of sweat and other bodily fluids mixed together
“Nn, yeah, I’m, glaad, ah—ah, ah…!”
The warmth transmitted through skin overlaid with skin, that softness, the weight of the girl you love that you can certainly feel.
What drives me crazy more than anything else is not just the feeling inside of her vagina. It was the ‘actual feeling’ of embracing Tendou Tsukasa that I can feel with all of my five senses right now.
“Tsukasa-san, Tsukasa-san…!”
Lick, I licked her cheek.
Maybe it’s foundation, but I picked up a bit of a powdery texture, bitterness, and saltiness of sweat on my tongue.
Even such a thing is exciting me to the point I don’t understand anymore.
Throb, a shiver ran through my crotch.
An uncontrollable feeling of pleasure slowly spreads before reaching ejaculation.
The desire to keep going on and on, and the desire to unleash this quickly are fighting each other.
“Nn, it’s okay, Iori-kun. Let it out, inside me—”
She must have sensed such a sign before ejaculation.
Tendou whispered sweetly in my ear as she clung to me even harder.
“—! Tsukasa-san, I love you, I, love you….uuwh!”
“! yeah, yeah… Me too, I love you, tooo!”
In the fervor of pleasure, we childishly whispered our love to each other.
I thrusted my penis into her innermost depths so deep to the point I wished our hip bones would just fuse and never get separated, and reached ejaculation.
Squeeze, hugged tight by Tendou, I stopped my movement.
“Ah, ah, nnh…! Iori-kun’s is, coming out—”
Throb – throb, Tendou’s hips quivered in concert with the pulse worthlessly expanding the condom inside her.
I don’t know what the pleasure is like for girls, but she conveyed her own pleasure through that response and voice of hers. That was a sensation no inferior to the pleasure of ejaculation.
“Ah… Iori-kun. Stay like this, a bit longer, ‘kay?”
Sensing that I was about to raise my body, Tendou’s arms stopped me.
“Nn, all right… Hey, Tsukasa-san?”
When I put more strength into my arms to at least avoid putting my weight on her, I got pulled from below with even more force.
“Never mind that; just, don’t move away yet…” Tendou said, laid her lips on mine and blocked any objection by crawling her tongue in. When I, accepting it, relaxed and rested myself on her soft body, she let out a small, happy voice.
After cleaning up the used condom and the hip area wet with Tendou’s love juice, I poured water from the plastic bottle I’d prepared down to my throat, and a pleasant sensation beyond my expectation went to permeate my body.
With her back to me, also having been cleaning up the mess, she looked back over her shoulder.
The dainty line created by her fair back down to her lower back, and the beautiful curves of her languidly thrown out legs and butt reminded me of Dominique Ingres’ famous nude painting.
“Nn—can you make me drink?” When I brought the bottle to her mouth while thinking she’s going at it again saying pampered young lady-like things, her well-groomed, beautiful brows furrowed discontentedly. “Not like that,” Tendou said and softly poked her own lips with her finger.
The alluring gesture made my penis, which is still feverish from having already been overworked plenty, rise up again.
Why is it that every single thing she does makes for a perfect picture?
“For – real. Hey, quickly.”
Losing to the happy smiling face strangely giggling for some reason, I sipped from the bottle.
Then I placed my lips on Tendou’s lips who’s making a waiting-for-a-kiss face while closing her eyes, and slowly poured the water in.
The sight of her fair throat moving to swallow must’ve been very sensual; when I finished making her drink while regretting a little that I couldn’t see that, Tendou slowly opened her eyes.
My gaze was caught in a point-blank range with her slanted eyes harboring mischievous light.
After turning into a smile, she lightly pecked my lips together with a kissing sound
Frankly, it’s a pampering act to the max where it might kill me if I was in my natural mood.
“Say, doesn’t this just make it lukewarm?”
“Come on, I just wanted to try it once.”
Is that the delusions of guys in puberty, I see?
Tendou, who hadn’t been able to possibly get serious with someone despite having a dreadnought-class sexual experience, seems to just have a strong yearning for idiotic couple-like, or rather, kinda childish-like flirting.
As for me, I’m totally willing to go along with that, but I have to admit it’s making me feel embarrassed.
“Iori-kun.” Pomf pomf—if it’s just getting invited to get next to her as she lay there still naked, I guess it’s still tolerable, though
When I lay on the bed wearing only my underwear, Tendou took my right arm and used it as her own pillow.
Turning our bodies sideways, we took a face-to-face position. Squeeze, Tendou’s naked body with her breasts squashed making a cleavage was a huge temptation to the eyes even with the post-nut clarity.
“—Hey, how was it?” And she threw a super blazing fastball into the start of the pillow talk.
“It felt really good, but…”
Isn’t that originally from an experience difference standpoint, something I would persistently ask, and disillusion her?
Having said that, I wouldn’t know the extent of the truth even if I did, and rather than making me start doubting everything with that, it would be much better to simply believe in her reaction during the act.
As I was thinking, ‘even though with that in mind I’m trying not to ask, why,’ Tendou brought her face to my chest, and put a hickey around my collarbone.
“Tsukasa-san, what are you doing all of sudden…”
“It’s your punishment for thinking about something else while we’re talking.”
“Immediate execution without even a deliberation, like, the judiciary is just not doing its job there.”
I wonder if the Tendou house is a family lineage reigning with terror for generations.
Well, I guess it’s still reasonable since it’s a place where I can just hide it if I put on a shirt…
“More importantly, looks like you’re getting used to it, but how’s your impression about not being a virgin anymore?”
“Nnn~…” I wonder if this is something a girl would ask, too.
The fact that I was a virgin used to be quite a mental burden, but only several times of sex didn’t change me drastically.
Neither did the mystery of the universe called ‘girls’ get solved, nor did I get an unfounded self-confidence that’s like, ‘I’m not virgin anymore, man!’
I’m still bothered by Tendou’s past even, and I also can’t get rid of self-deprecating thoughts no matter what.
“Not much, I don’t think there’s anything changed, though…”
I wonder if something that I can say has certainly changed is the fear of the unknownsex.
Well, the first time, it was a spectacular accidental discharge and failure to insert like it was planned, and afterwards, when I couldn’t really get the wick in, Tendou, as if to say ‘what’s with this?’ gave me a full erection with that amazing technique of hers, and if you lost your virginity in a cowgirl position in a reverse rape-like fashion, I feel like it’s only natural for you to have nothing to be afraid anymore, though.
Well after that, I no longer do anything like putting myself on guard at Tendou’s invitation, and I’m honestly happy when I get a sign from her wanting to do it.
“Hm~mm… Did your first partner become special and stuff?”
No, that’s already from the beginning.
Tendou smiling and grinning is odiously cute (neologism), and I find it a bit annoying to tell her honestly.
However, I wonder if the fact that I find it more important to convey my thoughts and feelings to her than my stubbornness is another change due to the fact that I’m not a virgin anymore.
Also, she probably went to kiss me because she’s happy, but this is not the time to insert any tongue in, is it not?
“I feel like now I don’t understand you even more, though, Tsukasa-san…”
“Is that so? That’s good.”
“What do you think of feeling like you understand someone just because you’ve had sex with them a little?”
As I was thinking ‘I see, that’s understandable,’ Tendou moved her hand downwards.
I braced myself for a moment thinking that she would touch my crotch, but what she targeted was my left hand.
While squeezing and putting strength into the fingers intertwined in lovers hand hold, she brought those hands to the front of her chest.
“—How about you, Tsukasa-san? How’s having sex with me?”
As I was puzzled by the short, simple answer, and the voice giving off a disproportionate amount of feeling, Tendou guided my hand she’s holding to her own cleavage.
“To you I might seem acting like it’s all nothing special, but my heart is always beating so fast. Moreover, it feels really good, and I’m just so happy you’re always giving your best to make it good for me, it makes me think I want to do everything I can to make you happy.”
The palm of my hand pressed against the center of her chest is certainly feeling the strong beating of her heart.
And also the literally happy face; that also conveyed to me that it was Tendou’s true feelings.
“So you know, I’m happy having sex with you, and I love it.”
“Yeah, glad to hear that… I’m honored.”
“Geez~, what’s with that.” Just when I casually tried asking, I ended up getting a counterattack heavier than expected. “Also you see, with you, I can also focus on the sex because I don’t have to worry about the rubber getting removed midway.”
And I also got dashed by strong cold water.
I think you didn’t have to say that in the timing just now, though!
“Ah, in two meanings, okay?”
She did make a follow up, but Tendou doesn’t understand a virgin’s heart at all. No, I also can’t understand a maiden’s heart, and I’m not a virgin anymore to begin with, though.
“It means that you won’t do such a thing, and that if you want to, I don’t mind you doing it raw.”
Also, I wonder what I should say.
I suppose it’s a compliment that I’m sincere, but it also sounds like it means I can’t do that; I don’t know if I should be happy she’s accepting me, or if I should warn her to stop me even when I start bringing up messing around like an idiot since we’re still students.
“Ahn!” When I fondled her boobs for now to gloss it over, Tendou jokingly squirmed her body.
While escaping from reality, thinking like ‘I have grown up as well’ at the act that I probably absolutely could never have done before, I went over her words again, sorting them out in my mind.
Even now, the irritation and anxiety from before we started dating hasn’t disappeared, and I can’t say with pride that all of Tendou is mine, but even so, I was certainly feeling the happiness in this new relationship as well.
So, if we both can feel the same way, then my troubles surely must be truly trivial, and surely we are unmistakably happy right now.
“Iori-kun…” As I was absentmindedly basking in such deep emotions, Tendou raised a frail voice.
“If you’re touching that much, it’s gonna make me wanna do it…”
Only after what she said did I realize that I have been fondling Tendou’s breast while lost in thought this whole time, and that before I knew it, there’s a crisp, stiff, and pointed sensation on my palm.
“Ah, sorry, I didn’t mean to—” When I tried to deny it, Tendou’s eyes glinted.
There’s only one thing in what that, which speaks louder than words, is insisting: take responsibility.
“Err—umm, wanna do it again?”
The smile on her face reminded me of a carnivorous animal facing its prey.
The third sex that day was, in any case, also amazing.