Chapter 101

"How's the pressure? Does it hurt?"

I asked, firmly pressing down on Chinami's towel-covered back.

Still hugging the pillow with both hands, she shook her head.

"Mmm... no... it's just right..."

Her body, which had squirmed at the slightest touch, was quiet now, as if she had adapted to my hands.

The tension had completely left her, leaving her soft and relaxed.

The drowsy yawn she let out was a bonus.

Her tension had completely melted away, but I needed to bring it back.

Having finished her back massage, I sat at the foot of the bed and placed one of her legs over my thigh.

"Ngh!?"

A short moan escaped Chinami in surprise.

I wrapped my hands around her small foot.

"Uuh...!"

Perhaps feeling ticklish, Chinami's toes curled tightly.

Sensing the tension creeping back into her body, I spoke in a gentle tone.

"I'll do your legs now."

"...Okay..."

Since she was thoroughly relaxed, I was certain this was the right time.

Placing a hand on Chinami's calf, I silently popped the cap off the oil and tipped the bottle over my hand.

The oil seeped between my fingers, eventually overflowing and dripping down the sides of my hands.

As she felt the unfamiliar, slippery liquid touch her skin, that distinctively cute moan of hers burst from her lips.

"Mhiit...?"

The top of her foot stretched taut, and I could see the muscles in her calf tense up.

As I spread the oil over her entire calf, she cried out, "Aah...!? Ah...?"

Chinami snapped her head back, letting out a flustered gasp.

"J-Junior...! What was that just now...? A lukewarm liquid...!"

"It's good for your skin. I'm starting."

"...Hmph!"

She cut herself off and buried her face deep into the pillow.

It was because I had slipped my hand under the towel and rubbed the oil all the way up her thigh.

I could feel the intense tension gripping her thigh.

Because she never slacked on her Kendo training, it was firm, yet its pleasantly soft texture was impressive.

I didn't push any further and only stroked her thigh, calf, and heel.

It was to give Chinami time to adjust.

I had already expanded the range of our physical contact so abruptly; if I touched her butt right now, she would definitely scream at me to stop.

This was the limit for now. But as time passed, she would let even more daring touches slide, thinking of them as just part of the massage.

After receiving the massage for a few minutes, the tension in Chinami's leg slowly faded.

Confirming that her mind was opening up, I tickled the back of her knee with all five fingers as if playing the piano.

"Hihik...! Heut...!"

Her smooth leg began to tremble faintly.

Even the leg without oil parted slightly; it seemed the excitement that had cooled down was flaring up again.

"How is it?"

When I quietly asked how she felt, she answered between panting breaths.

"It tickles... it's, it's good..."

"Should I do more?"

"Yes..."

"Understood."

The intensity of the ensuing massage was much higher than before.

Pretending to massage her entire leg, I let my fingertips brush against the plump flesh just under her butt...

Then, whenever Chinami's pelvis lifted slightly, I took the opportunity to slide my hand deep inside, making sure the oil seeped across her entire rear.

Later, around the time her reactions to my touch grew dull, I moved over and caressed her other leg in the exact same manner.

And...

Tap. Tap.

Every now and then, I scraped the innermost part of Chinami's thigh with the tip of my middle finger, instantly amplifying the orgasm she was beginning to feel.

"Maaang...!"

A voice I had never heard before rang through the room.

Almost on the verge of tears, Chinami crossed her legs erratically, thrashing against my thigh and the bed.

Her crotch must have felt incredibly ticklish; it even seemed like she had climaxed a little.

I waited for a completely dazed Chinami to calm down, and right around the time ragged pants began leaking from her lips, I climbed onto the bed.

Then, placing my knees on either side of Chinami's waist, I mounted her.

"...Eh?"

Chinami let out a surprised gasp tinged with confusion.

Lowering my upper body until I was almost touching her back, I whispered.

"Master, are you okay?"

Did she like hearing that deep voice right next to her ear?

Trembling like a leaf, Chinami shook her head back and forth.

"Huu... huu... I-I'm fine..."

"Then can I do your back the same way? If you give me permission, I'll lower the towel a little."

"Lower the towel...? Then..."

She seemed embarrassed to show her back when she was wearing nothing but a disposable cotton bra.

I gave Chinami the choice so she wouldn't feel pressured.

"You decide, Master. It will feel even more refreshing than your legs."

However, I layered that choice with words meant to amplify her anticipation.

"..."

She remained still, her face buried in the pillow.

She knew she should stop here, but it felt so good that her inner conflict seemed to deepen.

After weighing reason and instinct against each other for a long time, she said, "O-Okay..."

Unable to forget the pleasure that had spread from her legs, she accepted my proposal.

And the moment I heard her answer, I very carefully pulled down the towel covering Chinami's back.

Swish.

Chinami's bare back was fully exposed.

"Haaa..."

Letting out a sigh laced with embarrassment, Chinami contracted her back muscles.

That made her shoulder blades and erector spinae stand out clearly.

It was a beautiful line, just as pretty as her pale skin.

The visual satisfaction was so immense that my crotch grew stiff.

Swallowing hard so Chinami wouldn't notice, I dripped the oil onto her back.

Every time a drop of oil fell and soaked her skin, she gasped, "Ah! Ah...!"

Chinami's body twitched and trembled.

Because she was in such a sensitive state, the reaction was immediate; I could see the underside of her breasts jiggling.

Just watching that made my cock feel like it would burst.

I desperately wanted to spread Chinami's legs right then and there and shove my cock between them.

But I had to hold back. I wasn't here to have sex today.

I couldn't forget that this was a time to slowly corrupt Chinami.

"...I'll begin."

Pushing aside the desire encroaching on my mind, I waited for Chinami to nod before placing both hands on her back.

Then, I steadily spread the oil along the line of her shoulder blades all the way down to her lower back.

"Euuung..."

Did she feel a sense of security from my large hands?

She let out a languid moan as her entire body slowly relaxed.

But that only lasted for a moment.

Rub. Rub.

Moving down near her thighs to massage her soft waist, I heard her cry out, "Ahik...! Hit...!"

She flinched again and started feeling the pleasure.

It had been about thirty or forty minutes since I started the massage; it must be exhausting to just keep moaning like that.

As I entertained those thoughts while silently massaging Chinami's upper body, a sound escaped her. "Huaaa..."

I felt Chinami's lower half tremble right after she let out that completely drained sigh.

Resting my hands on her back, I asked,

"Are you very tired?"

"N-Nooo... I'm not tired..."

Seeing how her words were slurring, she must have climaxed again. It was a good sign.

Cheering internally, I reached for the disposable cotton bra wrapped around Chinami's breasts.

Then, being careful not to hurt her, I applied maximum force.

Riiiip.

The bra tore right open.

Startled out of her wits, Chinami hiccupped.

"Hic!"

But there was no further reaction.

She must have been completely out of it right after cumming.

Relieved, I yanked the torn bra to one side and threw what was now just a scrap of cotton into a corner.

Then, lowering my upper body just like before, I blew a breath into Chinami's ear.

"Hyaak...! N-nooo...!"

Shaking her head wildly, Chinami buried her face deeper into the pillow.

Covering her back completely with my body, I lay still and waited for Chinami to calm down before speaking.

"You look exhausted, so I'll let you rest like this for a bit."

"Ah...! J-Junior...! Please give me a modesty towel...!"

"Now? Suddenly?"

"Yes... right now... I need one..."

Why was she like this? Well, I should give her what she wants for now.

After agreeing, I stepped off the bed and unfolded the new towel I had left on the table.

Just then, with a soft rustle, the towel that had been covering Chinami's buttocks fell to the floor.

"Huu... Eet..."

Hearing her groan, it sounded like Chinami was doing something.

Unable to overcome my curiosity, I lowered the towel a little to peek. 'Hm...?' My eyes shot wide open.

It was because Chinami was pulling out her panties, which had ridden up her crack.

Her skin, glossy with the seeped-in oil, the hand fidgeting with the panties that were plastered right against her bouncy buttocks, the embarrassment evident on her face, and finally, the plump labia peeking out slightly from the sides of her panties...

It was a near-perfect picture.

Enough to leave me dazed for a moment.

Even under the dim lighting, I could see that her panties were slightly damp.

I couldn't tell if it was from the oil or her own juices, but...

It was probably a mix of both.

"I-I'm done... Junior... P-please start again quickly... I want you to do my legs this time... My legs are very tired..."

Snapped back to reality by Chinami, who hadn't noticed my gaze, I replied, "Yes. Then..."

I draped the new towel over Chinami's body and lifted one of her legs.

"You must have liked the leg massage."

"W-Well, who knows...? I think I might need to receive a bit more to know for sure...?"

Chinami's pretense was completely transparent.

Feeling the erotic atmosphere suddenly soften, I let out a chuckle and gently wrapped my hands around her calf.

"Heung-at..."