Chapter 129

"No..."

Miyuki's eyes were wide as she repeated the same word over and over.

In contrast to her sweet, whining voice, her eyes trembled like leaves in the wind.

She looked extremely anxious. I stroked her cheek in silence to soothe her, putting on the gentlest expression I could muster.

"..."

Miyuki pressed her cheek against my hand and nuzzled it.

Seeing her look like a frightened squirrel made me feel guilty.

Should I not have told her from the start? Maybe I should have just waited until we were in the middle of it and she was thoroughly aroused to tell her I was going to cum inside.

After letting some time pass like that, I lightly tapped Miyuki's neck with my fingertips.

Miyuki's body gave a slight shudder as her eyes slowly closed.

She seemed to feel both tickled and comforted at the same time.

She looked a little more relaxed.

Relieved, I offered a soft smile and slowly brought my lips to Miyuki's just as she tried to return it.

Her soft lips pressed firmly against mine as they met.

I slipped my tongue between them and half-turned Miyuki's body, rolling her onto her side.

Then, I slipped my hand between her thighs and gently rubbed her crotch.

"Mmn...!"

Did she like the tickling pleasure she felt through her shorts?

Miyuki flinched and squeezed her legs tight.

Her already heated breaths were proof that she was slowly starting to get aroused.

Convinced that Miyuki had shed some of her emotional burden, I continued to kiss her passionately, keeping up the foreplay.

Just then, Bzzzt! Bzzzt!

Miyuki's Cell Phone, resting on the tatami mat, vibrated loudly.

An interruption right at the peak of our focus.

Frowning, Miyuki reached up and grabbed the Cell Phone.

Still keeping her lips against mine, she checked the caller ID over my head and then set the Cell Phone back down on the mattress.

Pulling my face away from hers, I licked away the thread of clear saliva connecting us and looked at the name glowing on the screen.

[Tetsuya-kun]

This bastard always interrupted at the worst possible times.

Clicking my tongue, I said, "It's Miura? Why is he calling now?"

"I don't know..."

"Don't you need to answer it?"

"I can just call him back later... Hurry up...!"

Miyuki, swept up in the mood, raised her voice slightly, perhaps annoyed that the foreplay had stopped.

Right on cue, the vibrating stopped, so I smiled brightly at Miyuki, who was begging for a kiss, and moved to resume caressing her.

At that moment, the Cell Phone rang again.

Bzzzt!

Once again, it was a call from Tetsuya.

This bastard was writing his own NTR story.

His creativity was incredible. I couldn't just let her ignore it now.

Placing the Cell Phone in Miyuki's hand, I said, "Answer it."

"I don't want to..."

"He called back-to-back. It might be urgent."

"...It's probably nothing urgent... Tetsuya-kun is just like that..."

"Then tell him you'll call back later. The constant vibrating is annoying."

There was also the option of muting or turning off the Cell Phone and continuing the foreplay.

However, the sticky atmosphere and the swelling arousal had largely cooled down thanks to Tetsuya's clueless phone call.

Realizing this, Miyuki expressed her disappointment with a deep scowl, fumbled with her thumb, and pressed the call button.

"Hello..."

"Hey, Miyuki."

The living room was incredibly quiet.

Plus, the call volume was loud enough that, if I just focused, I could hear Tetsuya's voice perfectly.

Grinning, I slowly caressed Miyuki's crotch and breasts as I eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Hngh...! O-Oh, hey..."

Gasping at my sudden movement, Miyuki glared at me, her face flushed with dismay.

Her eyes were begging me to stop, but naturally, I completely ignored her request.

"You sound weak. Were you sleeping?"

Weak, my ass... Anyone could tell her voice was thick with arousal, but that was exactly what I'd expect from that idiot.

"Y-Yeah... I'm a little tired... But... why did you call...?"

"It's the weekend. Just wanted to see what you were up to."

Right at that moment, I pulled down Miyuki's shorts and panties all at once.

Then, I slowly started rubbing my fingers between her wet labia.

A wave of arousal hit Miyuki again, and she let out a sharp gasp.

"Miyuki? What are you doing?"

Not missing the strange reaction, Tetsuya asked.

Letting out a hot sigh, Miyuki answered.

"Just... still half-asleep... Tetsu... Tetsuya-kun... I'll call you back later..."

"Are you sick...? The weather is cold, maybe you caught a cold..."

"I said I'd call you back later... okay...?"

Miyuki cut Tetsuya off, a hint of irritation lacing her voice.

I could hear his flustered voice through the Cell Phone.

"O-Okay. Sorry."

"Yeah..."

Beep.

Hanging up on him rather mercilessly, Miyuki bit down hard on my chest.

Not a weak nip, but a genuinely painful bite.

I firmly massaged the back of her neck in response, and she suddenly jerked her head up and snapped, "You made me answer the phone just to do this, didn't you...? Just to mess with me..."

"Not true."

"What do you mean 'not true'...!"

Raising her voice, she pinched my waist mercilessly.

It was funny watching her scold me like this for playing a mean prank.

That last situation was a little disappointing, though.

Normally, the story would only be complete if I penetrated her, making Miyuki moan while Tetsuya remained completely oblivious...

Still, Miyuki snapping at Tetsuya was an unexpected bonus, so I would have to be satisfied with that.

Grabbing Miyuki's hands, which were busy torturing my body, I laid her flat on her back and spread her legs.

Realizing what I was about to do, Miyuki snapped her mouth shut.

Seeing her instantly relax her body and surrender the lead, it seemed Miyuki had also been incredibly turned on by that risky tightrope walk.

Giving her one last, loud peck on the lips before penetration, I pulled off my pants.

"I'm putting it in."

"...No. Don't."

Sounded to me like she loved it and wanted me to hurry up and put it in.

Chuckling softly, I pressed my cock against Miyuki's dripping wet pussy and rubbed it gently.

Then, just as she let out her trademark nasal hum...

Squelch...

I slowly began to penetrate her.

Miyuki's tightness and reactions today were completely different from usual.

Her inner walls gripped my cock tightly, refusing to let go. "Aahn...!" Sweet, whiny moans burst from her lips, tickling my ears.

With her legs spread wide and her toes curled tight, she was maximizing my visual satisfaction. At this point, wasn't she basically extorting me to cum quickly?

We were only doing the missionary position, yet my brain felt like it was burning up.

"Matsu... Hnnng...! It's so hot...!"

Miyuki's panting body was glistening with sweat.

That signature plum scent radiating from her supple skin invaded my nose, scrambling my thoughts. Every time it did, my vision would swim, and my entire body would tense up.

Because of that, my thrusts grew more violent, and Miyuki's pussy became even sloppier...

Perhaps due to the endless, spiraling waves of pleasure, the orgasm building at the base of my skull refused to subside.

And the same was true for Miyuki.

"Hyaaaah...!"

At some point, she had started shaking her hips wildly every time I thrust deep inside her.

Her bent legs slowly lifted, pointing straight up, and she bit down hard on the blanket to stifle the endless moans spilling from her mouth.

Then, occasionally, she would let out a scream-like moan, and whenever that happened, her entire body would rapidly go limp before stiffening up again.

She had climaxed, overwhelmed by a pleasure that showed no signs of dropping off.

Several times, at that.

"Ken-kun..."

An earnest call from Miyuki, who had ridden the peak of ecstasy time and time again.

Hearing her exhausted voice, sounding as if she might pass out, I clenched my jaw, desperately holding back the urge to cum that had started to rise.

And, noticing my reaction, Miyuki...

"Whyy...? Can't you hold it...?"

...looked up at me with tear-filled eyes and asked that question.

Even as I kept thrusting, I brushed aside Miyuki's sweat-drenched bangs.

Then, I asked in a soft voice, "Should I pull out?"

"..."

For a moment, hesitation flickered across Miyuki's face.

But it was fleeting. Concluding her momentary deliberation, she reached her hands all the way down and pressed down on the small of my back with all her might.

It was a gesture that proved she had resolved to take all of me inside her.

"Are you sure...?"

When I carefully asked for her confirmation once more, Miyuki covered her mouth with her arm and slowly nodded.

Having confirmed her will, I dropped my upper body and pulled her into a tight embrace.

Then, draining all the tension from my lower half, I let out the climax that had already been pushed to the absolute limit.

Spurt—!

Semen erupted from the tip of my cock, accompanied by a slight, stinging pain.

Not only did it instantly fill Miyuki's insides, but it coated my cock deep within her, sliding back down the microscopic gaps between the shaft and her vaginal walls.

Feeling every bit of it, I shoved my cock in even deeper and unleashed all the semen I had been holding back.

"Ahhh...?"

Letting out a surprised gasp, Miyuki buried her face in the crook of my neck.

She trembled all over in that position, seemingly frightened by the foreign sensation.

But underneath it all, unmistakable joy coexisted.

Seeing her slip her arms under my armpits and hug my back as if to break it made that abundantly clear.

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