Hamabe stood frozen in place, completely dumbfounded. Matsuki's drastic transformation seemed to have left her struggling to process what she was seeing.
"Alright then, I'm gonna go take a shower♡ I'll leave Mickey to you, Chii-chan♡"
"O...okay."
With that, Matsuki got off the bed and waddled bow-legged toward the bathroom. Left behind, we stared at each other for a while until Hamabe finally spoke up.
"Uh, hey, Kido... what just... happened?"
"Huh? Oh, nothing special, we just had sex."
"And that changed her that much? What's this 'Chii-chan' thing?"
"Ah..."
Seeing Hamabe's bewildered expression, I couldn't help but chuckle. Anyone would make that face seeing Matsuki's complete personality shift.
"We used to go to the same after-school program when we were kids. But I never noticed her, so she's been holding a grudge all this time. Chii-chan is the nickname Matsuki gave me."
"R-really? I had no idea. So that's why Ichika was always so harsh with you?"
"Seems like it. But I think we've made up now... probably."
"I see... that's good. Ichika was always putting you down so much, I thought something must have happened between you two..."
Hamabe sighed in relief. Though she's usually a hardcore gyaru, today she was dressed modestly - a knee-length plaid skirt with a white blouse, minimal makeup and accessories, looking completely different from her usual self.
"Well, enough about that. Right now it's Hamabe's time..."
I got up from the bed and approached Hamabe, wrapping my arm around her waist to pull her close.
"K-Kido..."
"Should I... wait?"
"No. It's okay now..."
As befitting one of the "Four Beauties," Hamabe's face was truly stunning. At this proximity, just looking at it made my heart race. Her large eyes with perfect double eyelids and long lashes looked straight out of a shoujo manga. Her straight nose and sharp jawline gave her a cool impression, but her expressive face made her completely approachable. Her best feature was the occasional glimpse of her slightly protruding canine teeth. Combined with her friendly personality, people always naturally gathered around her.
And now this popular girl was closing her eyes and surrendering herself to me, ready to accept whatever came next.
"mwah... mm, mwah"
I lightly kissed Hamabe's lips. The soft sensation felt wonderful.
"Mmm... hah... mwah..."
When my tongue pried open her tightly closed lips, Hamabe responded in kind. Our tongues intertwined as we exchanged saliva. I began unbuttoning her blouse one button at a time. As it opened, her cute bra came into view. A or B cup? I gently touched it through the fabric.
"hah... mmm!"
Hamabe shuddered while clinging tightly to me. Our breathing grew ragged, our hot breath washing over each other's faces. Her sweet exhalations stimulated my nostrils, making me crave more.
"smooch... slurp... nom...!"
Hamabe started kissing me more passionately. Our tongues writhed like living creatures as we devoured each other. With each exchange and swallow of saliva, my brain tingled with pleasure.
"Kidooo..."
Hamabe called my name in a needy voice. I pushed her down onto the bed and removed her bra.
"Ah! Eeek..."
When she shyly tried to cover herself, I moved her arms aside. Her B-cup breasts had adorable pink nipples standing pertly. I cupped them in both hands and began kneading.
"Ahh! Ah! Mmm!"
"You're so cute, Hamabe."
When I whispered in her ear, she blushed but smiled happily.
"D-don't call me Hamabe... call me Mitsuki."
"Mitsuki."
"...Yeah, I like that better. Hey, Chifumi, more... do more."
"R-right..."
Being called by my first name so suddenly made my heart skip, but I reached for Hamabe's lower half to fulfill her request. I unhooked her skirt and removed her socks.
Then I froze.
"What's wrong, Chifumi?"
"Oh, nothing..."
There was a painful-looking surgical scar on Hamabe's left ankle - about 20cm long with slightly raised edges. Normally I would have ignored it, but this being my first time seeing it, my mind went blank.
"Oh, this scar?"
"A-are you okay? Does it hurt?"
"I'm fine. The surgery was four years ago."
"I see..."
"Sorry. It's gross, right..."
Damn it! I never meant to hurt Hamabe's feelings!
"Don't apologize. I was just surprised. It's not gross at all."
"W-wait, Chifumi, don't..."
Wanting to sincerely apologize, I kissed the scar repeatedly.
mwah mwah mwah...
I pulled Hamabe's leg toward my chest and gently licked upward.
"Mmm... ah, hah"
Sweet sighs escaped her lips. My kisses traveled from her ankle to her thigh, eventually reaching her groin. I hooked my fingers into her panties with the little red ribbon and pulled them off in one motion.
"Mitsuki... you're beautiful... so beautiful..."
"N-no... don't look too much..."
Hamabe's neatly trimmed pubic hair was as beautifully arranged as a garden - evenly trimmed with natural edges. I buried my face in this untouched garden and inhaled deeply. The sweet fragrance filled my nostrils, with the scent of her nectar underneath.
"Ahh... Mitsuki, you smell so good here..."
"S-stop... not there..."
Though Hamabe shyly tried to pull away, I firmly held her hips in place. Instead of letting go, I intensified my tongue's stimulation. With each lick, her hips jerked upward while her sweet moans fueled my excitement. The cute bud at the base of her soft mound stood proudly. When I took it into my mouth and sucked, Hamabe pulled my head closer in response.
"Ah! Aaahh! Nooo, right there!"
Though her cries grew louder, she never resisted. If anything, she seemed to be asking for more. Driven by the urge to pleasure her further, I began having a serious conversation with Hamabe's lower lips.
squelch slurp schlick!!
"Ahhh! So good! Ch-Chifumi! Amazing!!"
I lapped up the nectar overflowing from her petals, noisily sucking each time. Hamabe's body jerked with each motion as she pressed my head closer. In response, I focused my attack on the sensitive bud inside, rolling my tongue around it to make her hips undulate.
lap smooch slurp schlorp nom nom slurp slurp slurp~~
"Nnnghh...♡♡ Nnn...♡♡ Mmm...♡♡ pant...♡♡...♡♡ Nnhaaahh♡ Ooohh♡ Oooohhh♡♡ pant... nnngh, ahh♡♡"
Her moans told me everything. Hamabe was close to climax. Her entrance was already thoroughly wet. I rose up and positioned my rock-hard cock at her entrance.
"O-okay Mitsuki, here I go!"
"Y-yeah, it's my first time but I'll do my best..."
schlop squelch!
"Ooohhh...!!"
I couldn't help but cry out. Even with just the tip inside, the overwhelming sensation turned my mind blank. Hamabe's vaginal walls were warm and slippery... yet gripped me tightly. Moreover, the front wall felt rough, excessively stimulating my glans with every movement. If I let my guard down even slightly, I'd finish immediately.
"Ah! Aaahh!"
Hamabe seemed to be feeling it too, her face contorted as she desperately endured.