1.
On the way home, I glanced at Kawasaki, who was walking beside me, as I pondered my thoughts.
...I wonder if Kawasaki is a masochist?
Up until now, she had a cool image, and until just now, she had an image of being cute or sexy, but thinking about it, I can see glimpses of a masochistic side to her in various places.
Let's investigate a bit. Let's do it. I can't contain my excitement!
"Hey, Kawasaki."
Kawasaki turns to face me in response to my call. He looks spaced out... He's clearly still high on the highs from earlier.
"Hmm, wh, what?"
I made eye contact with her for a moment, then quickly looked away. Her cheeks were flushed, and her hands, which were in her pockets, were fidgeting slightly.
...Wow, I want to bully them.
"You know, when I suddenly attacked you today, you didn't say 'no' or 'stop' even once."
Kawasaki suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. His eyes began to dart around.
"Huh, oh, is that so...? Oh, no, I'm not trying to play dumb. It's just something I say unconsciously, so I don't remember it that clearly."
Midway through speaking, their gaze gradually shifted downwards, and their speech became hesitant and hesitant.
"Well... I was really into it..."
Her words sent shivers down my spine.
Wow, seriously? Is this better than I expected?
I glance around for a bit. There aren't many people around here even during the day, and it's not very visible from the apartments and condominiums due to the angle. If a car or person comes, you can hear it immediately.
"I see... So, you're okay with this kind of thing happening?"
"Eh... nbuuu!?"
He thrusts his right middle and index fingers into Kawasaki's mouth, shifts his face slightly to the left, and sucks hard on the right side of her neck. With his left hand, he grabs her buttocks through her jeans and roughly kneads them. He presses his body as close to hers as possible, pressing his chest against hers until Kawasaki's ample breasts are almost flat.
From an outsider's perspective, it looks like a full-blown attack. Well, actually, it is an attack.
"Ngh! Mmmph, ugh, mmm, mmm, mmm, ahh..."
Despite being subjected to such forceful treatment, Kawasaki doesn't resist, even though tears well up in her eyes. On the contrary, her voice quickly transforms into a sweet, sensual tone.
I pinch her tongue between my fingers and knead it, poke her neck with my tongue and occasionally nibble on it, and massage her buttocks with varying pressure.
With each change in her movements, Kawasaki let out increasingly sweet moans and trembled uncontrollably.
Yes, confirmed. A total masochist, a true masochist.
Once I was satisfied with my findings, I released my body.
"Ah... huh...?"
Kawasaki stares at me longingly. Seeing that expression, I feel my heart skip a beat.
"We'll continue this at home."
Saying that, he gently stroked Kawasaki's cheek. A question mark floated above her head. Of course it did.
The thought of what I could do for this child at home made my body tremble with excitement and anticipation.
2.
When I got home, I unlocked the front door with the key and went inside.
"Wait a moment, I'll tidy up the living room."
"Understood"
I thought it would be fine since Komachi usually cleans, but just to be safe, I took off my shoes at the entrance.
Then, I spotted a pair of cute, familiar-looking shoes in the shoe rack.
...Komachi's...the shoes she always wears?
Wait, weren't you wearing these shoes today? No, I glanced at them and I'm sure you were wearing these shoes.
So that means...
As soon as you enter the living room and open the curtains, sunlight streams in.
As I scanned the now brightly lit living room, I spotted a familiar strand of curly hair sticking out from behind the table. You're terrible at hiding...
I approached slowly and called out in a low voice.
"Hey, Komachi."
"Ah...!"
He let out a small, slightly foolish, surprised sigh. No, actually, why did you think you wouldn't get caught?
"Haha, I've been found."
Komachi popped her head out, ruffling the back of her head with her hand. She looks like a mole in whack-a-mole. Instead of whacking her, I'll pet her!
"Hey, what are you doing? Weren't you supposed to be out pretty late?"
"At first I thought I would do that, but... I got curious to see how my brother would interact with Saki, so I hid! I totally thought I would just go straight to my brother's room and do it, but... I messed up!"
"The choice of words, the choice."
Don't say things like "I'm gonna do it!" And don't try to cover it up with that silly face.
"I'm not wrong, am I? Saki hasn't found out yet, right? If Saki finds out I'm here she'll be so embarrassed, so please don't tell her! I won't get in the way."
Saying that, she winks and puts her hands together in a pleading gesture. She's so cute... I'll forgive her!
"Damn it, I guess there's no helping it... Listen, don't come out no matter what you see, okay? No matter what you see, okay?"
Upon hearing my words, Komachi's eyes widened, and she began to tremble.
Seeing her flushed cheeks, I felt like I was seeing the woman's face inside Komachi, whom I had always thought of as just a child, for the first time.
"Wait, you're going to do something that amazing... huh...?"
"Come on, just hide. We'll do a few things in the living room first."
"Uh, oh, yeah..."
I ruffled Komachi's hair, who was looking spaced out, and went back to the entrance.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, but come on over."
"No, it's alright. Well then, I'll come in..."
Kawasaki took off his shoes, looking around nervously.
3.
"Okay, first, take off your jeans."
"...fart?"
Perhaps because I said it so calmly, Kawasaki's brain seemed to freeze up. He might have thought he'd misheard, so I'll say it again slowly. It's important, after all!
"Oh, sorry, I know that's sudden and it probably won't register. ...Please take off your jeans, right here and now."
I was so shocked that I could only gape open and close, unable to say a word.
"...W-w-what can't be..."
Seeing Kawasaki's confused yet unable-to-strongly refuse expression sends shivers down my spine.
"Hmm... Okay, let's try again."
"Ah...?"
He grabbed Kawasaki's shoulder and whispered softly.
"Right now, right here, in front of me, take off your jeans and show me your shorts."
"...Ah...Uh..."
She kept her eyes fixed on me, her face bright red, and her mouth opening and closing rapidly.
Finally, I ordered him to tighten his gaze and carefully examine the object.
"Take them off yourself."
"...!"
Having resigned himself to the situation, Kawasaki lowered his gaze slightly and nodded slowly.
"yeah..."
It was just a matter of unbuckling his belt and taking off his jeans. An extremely ordinary, almost habitual action, yet Kawasaki was having trouble going through with it.
My hands are trembling, which slows down every step of unbuckling my belt and pulling down my jeans.
I didn't say anything, I just stared at it intently.
When she made eye contact with Kawasaki, her expression briefly showed a glimmer of hope that she might receive forgiveness, but she quickly realized it was a futile hope, and she tightly pursed her lips and pulled her jeans down in one swift motion.
Since I had also removed the clothes she was wearing over her outfit, she was left in a black camisole and shorts—a rather provocative sight.
"Black lace... huh."
I almost laughed when I remembered the time we first met.
"Don't say that... you idiot..."
With her face bright red, she stared at the floor right next to me and whispered in a trembling voice.
"She's incredibly sexy. You wouldn't think she's a high school student."
"...!"
She looked at me with a startled expression, her face bright red, and clenched her fingers tightly.
Now that I think about it, when Kawasaki was working part-time, she must have lied about her age. Judging from her demeanor and physique, she probably got away with it because she looked mature.
Despite the mature allure she exuded, the contrast between her trembling, childlike expression and her embarrassed demeanor intensely aroused my lust.
"Okay, now sit on the sofa and spread your legs. That's what you call an M-shaped leg spread."
"...W-What...You..."
Without any hesitation, he issued the next order.
I'm having so much fun watching Kawasaki's reaction. ...Damn, I'm crazy. And Komachi can hear this whole conversation...Ah, I'm suddenly breaking out in a cold sweat.
This time, perhaps having resigned herself to her fate from the start, Kawasaki slowly sat down on the sofa, and in what seemed like a last-ditch effort to resist, she tried to spread her legs while covering her shorts with her hands.
"Oh, of course, no hiding. Put your hands behind your knees."
"!...Ugh..."
With an expression that suggests she's trying to hold back tears, she moves her hands away and slowly spreads her legs.
I sat cross-legged in front of the sofa, positioning myself so that Kawasaki's shorts were right in front of my eyes, and stared at them intently.
At the base of her long, slender legs lies the woman's most private part. You can see that the black lace is quite, or rather, very damp.
I tried desperately to suppress a grin while observing Kawasaki's expression.
The moment I heard her turn her eyes away and whisper, "I'm so embarrassed...", my right index finger instinctively reached out towards her private parts.
With a soft, squelching sensation, my fingers dug into her fleshy private parts. —And so it went.
"Aaaahhh!?"
She let out a cry that mixed surprise and pleasure, arching her back and trembling violently.
Although she didn't reach the peak of orgasm, the long period of restraint combined with the pleasure she had endured up to that point seemed to have given her a considerable amount of sensation.
There was a rattling sound coming from where Komachi was hiding, but luckily I was the only one who noticed. Anyone would be surprised to hear a voice like that out of nowhere...
He pressed his finger in and asked the question in a deliberately exaggerated manner.
"Does it feel good here?"
"Ah... ah... I'm listening to it while it's still inside... ah..."
"Does it feel good?"
Press your finger further in and ask the question.
"Ah...! Ah, uh, it feels good, it feels so good..."
Watching Kawasaki, though embarrassed, somehow manage to string together words, a warmth spread deep within me.
"I see. Well, that makes me want to do even more for you."
"What?! Oh, no way...!"
Ignoring Kawasaki's words, he pulled his index finger back once, then pushed it back into her private parts. Without waiting for Kawasaki's reaction, he continued to push and pull repeatedly.
"Ahh!? Ngh, ahh, hiccup, I'm, I'm coming, I'm coming...!"
Each time his fingers moved back and forth, her body twitched and jumped in a surprisingly amusing way.
And just as she was about to reach her climax, he gently released his fingers.
"Ah... uh... no way..."
He stood up, leaned his face close to hers as she stood there stunned, and spoke to her gently.
"Shall we go up?"
"Oh, but not yet..."
I smiled and told them again.
"Shall we go up?"
"...Yes..."
He nodded weakly, his hands still behind his knees.
"Good boy..."
As I said that and gently pressed my lips against hers, she wrapped her arms around my back and desperately intertwined her tongue with mine.
Their responsiveness and obedience exceeded my expectations, and I almost let out a cry of joy.
My heart raced with excitement at the thought of what I was going to do next.
To be continued.