"Let's sweat it out together. Misaki-senpai, after you."
As I stood up to lead the way, slender fingers lightly grasped my wrist.
"...It's fine."
"Huh?"
"...That is, it's okay if we... go in together..."
"Y-you mean... it's not forbidden anymore...?!"
"Huh? N-no, I wasn't trying to be so formal about it. I was just embarrassed..."
Misaki mumbled awkwardly as she stood up.
(Misaki-senpai and... the bath...!)
The thought of bathing with my admired senior in a cramped unit bath left me feeling oddly conflicted, but I decided to overlook the details.
Holding hands, Misaki and I entered the unit bath. We slipped into the empty tub together and drew the curtain. The faint outlines of the toilet and sink were visible through the translucent walls.
"This... feels closer than I imagined..."
"Yes..."
The already cramped bath felt even more cramped with two people inside, especially with the curtain drawn shut.
"Kotaro, why is it so big? What's going on?"
"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh... Huh?"
Misaki grinned bashfully, poking at the underside of his shaft. Her wicked cuteness made him dizzy.
"If you take a bath with Misaki-senpai, this is what happens."
"Ah..."
He pulled her small back against him and whispered in her ear. Kotaro leaned forward, and Misaki stood on tiptoe. Her back was so smooth and silky, it was hard to believe she was human.
"Nyahaha... You're so cute, Kotaro."
"Why are you saying that now?"
Misaki giggled cheerfully, burying her face in the crook of his neck. Her right hand stroked his shaft while her left caressed his hair. A strange sensation washed over him, a mix of comfort and arousal.
"This is getting fun. Should we wash each other?"
"...Misaki-senpai, do you realize what you're saying?"
"...Don't say things like that. It brings me back to reality..."
My glans was pinched, eliciting a groan. Misaki chuckled. "Is this the body soap?" she asked, holding up a bottle. I nodded, and we each lathered our hands with soap.
"Ugh... Kotaro, you're so strong..."
Misaki's hands slid down my neck, shoulders, collarbone, and chest. Her wide-eyed expression was adorable.
"That makes me happy to hear. Misaki-senpai, you're so soft."
"Ah... Ugh...? Anh... Heh, Kotaro, your eyes are shining so intensely... You're getting excited, aren't you?"
As I mirrored Misaki's movements, her eyes softened into a dreamy gaze. When I gently traced the edge of her soft breasts, her lips parted slightly, and a warm breath escaped.
"Let's pinch each other's nipples on the count of three, okay?"
"Huh? Uh, well, that..."
"Three..."
"Ow! Hey... Ngh!**!"
Kotaro pinched Misaki's swollen nipple between his fingers, and her voice shot up.
"Ugh...!"
Despite her body trembling violently, Misaki gripped Kotaro's nipple just as tightly. They both adjusted their grip to inflict no pain, focusing purely on sending each other pleasure.
"Aah! Ah, no, Kotaro, this... I can't... I can't hold back... I'm gonna... Ahh!**!"
"Ugh! M-Misaki-senpai, you're being too rough... Ngh!**!"
He pinched her nipple between his thumb and index finger, rubbing it vigorously. Mimicking each other's movements, they both began to jerk their hips pathetically.
"Eep! Idiot, Kotaro... Don't be so rough...!"
As I gripped her tighter to prevent slipping on the slippery body soap, Misaki's voice melted even further. Her voluptuous hips bucked rhythmically, pressing her smooth belly against my shaft with each movement.
"Hah... Haaaaah... Your penis is leaking so much, Kotaro... Are you that excited...?"
"Ugh... Misaki-senpai's down there is soaking wet too, you know!"
Misaki glanced down at her lower abdomen and let out a cute whimper, "Ah..." She hadn't noticed the copious amount of love juice pooling and streaming down her plump thighs.
"S-shut up!"
"Ugh...?!"
Misaki reached out as if to distract me, her soapy hand grasping my shaft.
"Mmm, Kotaro's penis just twitched! Does it feel that good? Hmm?"
Misaki's ten fingers slithered over his shaft with a slick schlick, sending waves of pleasure so intense it nearly made his legs buckle. He stumbled backward pathetically, his back hitting the bathroom wall with a startled, "Whoa?!"
"Aha, Kotaro, what a funny noise... I'm going to make you feel even better, you know."
"O... Ah... Hey, Misaki-senpai...!"
Misaki, who had been laughing heartily, narrowed her eyes seductively. She pumped the body soap container twice, adding more lather to her hands. Kneeling before Kotaro, she gazed up at him with dreamy eyes as she began stroking his shaft.
"O... Ohhh...!"
Fingers far slimmer than mine tenderly and delicately explore my shaft. They knead my scrotum softly, wrap around the base of my cock in a slick, rhythmic motion, and glide along the underside with practiced strokes. I instinctively pull back, but I immediately hit the wall behind me, trapped.
"Kotaro... you look so good."
"H-huh... y-yeah... it feels... so good..."
"Mmm, I love the way you look when you're enjoying this."
"...ah... ugh... ah!"
Misaki smiles, her expression teetering on the verge of tears, as her right hand strokes my shaft while her left palm caresses my glans. The intense pleasure sends spasms through my lower abdomen, like an electric shock. The mixture of body soap and pre-cum slicks my skin, and lewd schlick sounds echo through the bathroom.
"Kotaro, aren't you about to come? Are you okay?"
"Well, that depends on what you mean by 'okay'... Wait, what?"
Just as he thought she was going to take him all the way to orgasm, Misaki suddenly released him. Confused, he watched as she grabbed the showerhead, turned on the water, and began adjusting the temperature.
"Huh...?"
With a serious expression, Misaki washed both herself and Kotaro. He wondered if she had stopped, but even as she rinsed the soap, her cat-like eyes remained fixed on his erect penis.
After they were both washed, Misaki knelt before him again.
"I can't lick you like this..."
She turned her palm upward and hooked her middle finger under the base of his shaft, lifting it boldly. The raw honesty of the gesture made him gulp.
"Ugh...!"
Her thin lips suctioned onto the glans with a wet smack. She released them, pressed them back down, released them again, and pressed them down once more.
"Mmm... smack... You're so slippery, Kotaro... smack... Your pre-cum just keeps flowing, doesn't it? smack... pop... Honestly, you're such a pervert, Kotaro..."
"O-ah... H-hey, Misaki, Senpai...!"
Her stern eyes narrowed into crescents as she repeatedly sucked on the glans. Naturally, her mouth filled with pre-cum, and with each swallow, her naked body trembled.
Who's the real pervert here...?!
As she grew increasingly unreserved with her lewd words, teasing and tempting me, her allure nearly overwhelmed me.
"Well then, I'll take a bite. Ah... mm..."
"Ugh...!"
Her plump lips engulfed the glans, sliding smoothly down its length. The crimson, swollen glans was completely enveloped by her warm mouth as her small tongue began to lazily caress its surface.
"Mmm, chup, slurp, julum... M~n, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm..."
Her soft lips tightened around the glans, her head tilted, and she took more of the shaft into her mouth with wet, sucking sounds. With her free hand, she stroked the base, savoring every inch of his manhood in a scene of exquisite depravity.
"M-Misaki-senpai... Go deeper..."
"Mmmf...? Mmm, mmmg..."
Gently grasping her light brown hair, he pulled her closer. Misaki tilted her head and slowly took more of the shaft into her mouth. The contrast between her small, delicate face and the rigid, engorged shaft, veins bulging, was almost surreal.
"Mmm... Ugh, mmm, mmfuuu..."
Misaki slowly, yet steadily, took the brutally erect cock into her mouth. The glans hit the rough texture at the back of her throat. The moment she realized she'd reached the back of her throat, tears welled in her eyes as she pulled her face away from the shaft.
"...Pah! Ugh, cough, cough..."
"Misaki-senpai, I'm sorry... Are you okay?"
I stroked her hair apologetically, and she replied, "Mm, I'm fine, I'm fine," before placing a kiss on the glans. Caught off guard, my junior groaned, and Misaki smiled mischievously at him.
"It's a little painful, but I might get used to it... Kotaro, you want to do this kind of thing, right?"
"Huh? Uh... Y-yes, I do."
"I see. If it makes Kotaro happy, I'll give it a try."
She gently cupped the base of his penis with both hands, gazing up at him with an earnest expression.
My first girlfriend is too cute—I'm gonna die!
Kotaro drifted off into a daydream, lost in his own little world, until Misaki murmured, puzzled, "What are you doing, Kotaro...?" She then took him back into her mouth.
"Mmmfuuu...!"
Her hands on his groin, she slowly took him deeper, down to the back of her throat. Without thinking, he grabbed her small head and pulled her closer, distorting her beautiful features. Guh, guh... He tugged until the glans reached the back of her throat again.
"Mng, mmm... Mnn, mnnk, mnn, mnn, mnn, mnn..."
This time, Misaki kept her lips sealed as she slowly began to move her head back and forth. Experimenting with different angles, she steadily, methodically took him deeper, until she was swallowing him down to the root. Her rough breaths puffed against his steamy pubes.
"Misaki-senpai...! This is incredible... I'm about to... come...!"
Misaki's hand moved to his scrotum, cradling it tenderly with both hands. Her mouth, filled with a mixture of innocence and lewdness, pleaded for him to release, as if begging for more. At Kotaro's words, Misaki's eyes narrowed in genuine delight.
"...Ngh, pah! Yes, fill my throat with your cum..."
"Misaki-senpai...!"
Swallowed by her all-encompassing whisper, his rationality shattered. He gripped her small head roughly, abandoning all restraint as he began thrusting rhythmically, driven solely by the urge to climax.
"Mmmgh...? Mmm, oh, mmm, mmm...!"
Tears welled in Misaki's eyes as she wrapped her arms around Kotaro's hips, refusing to let go. She licked his glans in rhythm with his thrusts, cheeks hollowing lasciviously as she tightened her grip. A scorching wave of ecstasy and pleasure erupted through his body. The desire to unleash his rawest desires inside this precious Senpai grew, swelled, tensed, and finally exploded.
"Misaki-senpai, I'm coming! I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming...!"
"Mmmgh...?!"
Kotaro buried Misaki's face against his groin, forcing his strained glans deep into her raspy throat as he flooded her mouth with thick white fluid.
"Mmmfuuu... Ohh"
"...Pah! Hah! Heah! Hah! Haaaaah..."
As I pulled the thick shaft from Misaki's mouth, her usually composed face was utterly melted into a state of complete debauchery. Her flushed cheeks seemed to emit steam. Between her open mouth and the meaty shaft hung several strands of semen mixed with saliva, dripping down in obscene strands.
"Misaki-senpai... I'm sorry. That was definitely too much, right?"
Man, I really pushed her too far... I apologized, but Misaki tilted her head adorably, a puzzled "Huh?" escaping her lips. The contrast between her innocent reaction and our lewd situation was striking.
"Mmm... It's fine. I mean, asking to do it every hour would be a bit much..."
"Wait... so you're saying daily is okay?"
"...I don't know."
"Ooh... Ooooh...?"
As if trying to hide her embarrassment, she smoothly took the glans into her mouth. She stroked the shaft with a wet, sucking motion, licking it clean and squeezing every last drop of semen from the urethra.
"Senior Misaki, aren't you getting more and more erotic by the minute?"
"Nonsense," she retorted, averting her gaze as she continued stroking the shaft. She stroked her hair absently, her eyes narrowing into cat-like slits.
Does this woman have an infinite capacity for pleasure? Infinite possibilities?
Still, I shouldn't just keep pushing my desires on her, I reminded myself.
"Senior Misaki, is there anything you'd like to do?"
As I asked, gently stroking her cheek, Misaki let out a dazed, "Hmm?" She looked like she might fall asleep at any moment. How adorable.
"Mmm... I want to do it while bathing."
"Huh?"
My eyes widened at her unexpected words, and the shaft encased in her slender fingers suddenly stiffened.