Chapter 450

Chinami's blouse was already drenched as she moved weakly on top of me.

At this rate, every heroine except Renka was going to end up borrowing my T-shirts.

Renka might even end up jealous of that.

"Does it feel good?"

I asked, gripping her hips and upper thighs as I slowly rocked her back and forth.

Still panting from her orgasms, she managed a strained reply.

"I-It feels weird..."

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"Is it...? Then, y-yes... it feels good..."

"It doesn't hurt?"

"I-It hurt at first, but now..."

"It feels weird?"

"Yes...! And... it's embarrassing, so please don't talk to me...!"

"I don't want to."

"T-Then no matter what... you ask me, Junior, I won't answer..."

Smack!

I gave one of her thighs a very light smack for acting so defiant. Her body gave a violent jolt, and she clamped down around me even harder.

"Eek...!? What did you just do...!"

I found her startled, high-pitched squeak rather pleasant as I replied.

"Showing affection."

"I-I see..."

The conversation itself was incredibly awkward.

Not the actual words, but our posture.

Facing the same direction meant we were talking without being able to look at one another. The awkwardness was one thing, but it was a real shame I couldn't watch her expressions change in real time.

"Should we switch positions?"

"Positions...?"

"Just turn your body around slowly."

"L-Like this...?"

"Yeah. While I'm still inside you."

"I... refuse. That sounds dangerous..."

"Then I'll pull out for a second. Turn around?"

"Ah, that's fine..."

Patting her waist a couple of times in understanding, I gripped her hips and gave a gentle lift.

Taking the cue, Chinami lifted her own waist.

With a wet squelch, I slipped right out of her.

The sensation must have been intensely erotic for her.

Chinami let out a short, sharp gasp.

Wriggling around on my stomach, Chinami turned to face me. Then, seemingly overwhelmed with embarrassment at her current state, she slumped her upper body forward.

Her soft breasts pressed flat against my chest, but rather than focusing on the sensation, I found myself thinking about the endearing little display she had just put on.

It was an incredibly cute gesture—a rare sight from her.

Smiling at the thought, I wrapped one arm around her back and slipped my other hand between our pressed bodies to prepare for another entry.

A strong peach scent wafted from her sweat-slicked skin.

Breathing in the intoxicating fragrance that seemed to scramble my brain, I gently coaxed Chinami, who was clinging to me like she never wanted to let go.

"I'd appreciate it if you lifted your hips a little."

"Y-Yes... like this...?"

"Yeah. Well done."

"...Can we pull the blanket over us?"

"Of course. I'll put it back in, and then I'll cover us up myself."

"W-What exactly are you putting back in...?"

Was she pretending to be innocent when she knew exactly what I meant, or was she genuinely clueless?

If any of the other heroines had said it, I would have brushed it off as them playing coy. Coming from Chinami, however, her true intentions were hard to read.

Maybe it was a bit of both.

Glancing at her plump cheeks, I needlessly worried that poking them might make her whole face explode as I guided my cock against her.

Slip, slide.

She must have felt the head slowly sliding back and forth through her soaking wet folds.

Chinami's eyes went wide as realization dawned on her.

"Y-You meant th-that... Eek!"

She instantly stiffened her entire body, just like before.

A strong reaction burst out of her the moment I pushed inside. Maybe it was because it had been a while, but her sensitivity seemed incredibly high today.

I flashed a sly smirk, having already noticed that fact earlier.

Chinami peeked at my face with one eye shut before burying her forehead against my collarbone. Timing it with her movement, I slowly started to pump my hips.

Tap, tap.

As an added bonus, I gently tapped her buttocks in a steady rhythm, sending her excitement through the roof.

And so, for a very long time, I made love to Chinami in a position that was half-cowgirl, half-missionary.

Blood rushed to my lower half, bringing a deep, teasing tingle with it.

It was an overwhelming pleasure—one I never grew used to, no matter how many days in a row I experienced it. An instinctive sigh tore from my lips as I silently pumped into Chinami.

My hot breath brushed across the crown of her head...

Feeling her hair flutter, Chinami finally lifted the face she had kept bowed the entire time.

"J-Junior... are you getting ready to...?"

Asking me if I was about to climax in such a tiny, fading voice made her look simultaneously bold and incredibly timid.

I never thought those two traits could coexist... but here Chinami was, proving me wrong.

It was just like her—stepping up when it counted.

"Ready for what?"

Even though I was clearly teasing her, she didn't seem to catch on. Her face, already flushed as red as a tomato, managed to burn even brighter.

"I... I was asking if you were going to shoot..."

"Shoot what?"

"The white..."

"The white what?"

"...You're making fun of me, aren't you..."

She finally caught on.

I loved how she was always one beat behind.

"Mnn-ngk...!"

As I wordlessly sped up my thrusts, Chinami bit down hard on her lower lip.

Unable to even meet my eyes, she completely surrendered to the raw pleasure I was giving her. I grabbed the curve of her lower back and spoke in a low, husky voice.

"I'm going to shoot."

Hearing the strained restraint in my voice, Chinami flinched and tried to lift her hips away.

But with my hands firmly clamped down on her body, her attempt was utterly futile.

"J-Junior...! Mnn... y-you need to pull it out first..."

Seeing her writhe and hearing her climax even amidst her panic made me want to finish inside her no matter what.

Filled with a sudden, stubborn urge to win her over, I tightly gripped her leg, which had somehow ended up draped diagonally over my thigh.

"I'm coming."

"Y-Yes...? Where...?"

"Inside."

"Y-You can't..."

Her shocked expression at my sudden creampie declaration was erotic, hilarious, and incredibly beautiful all at once.

Staring deeply into her eyes, I asked.

"Is that a no?"

"I-It's not a no, but I haven't mentally prepared myself for..."

"Start taking deep breaths now, then."

"That is so selfish..."

Despite her complaint, she was already instinctively drawing in a deep breath.

One look in my eyes must have told her there was no escaping an internal finish.

She was clearly a nervous wreck, so I figured I should soothe her a little.

Fighting back my climax with everything I had, I gently caressed her body.

Trailing my hands from the back of her thighs, up over her buttocks, along the curve of her lower back, all the way to her shoulder blades...

Caressing her so tenderly seemed to bring her some peace, as the tight, tense muscles all across her body gradually began to relax.

"Umm..."

It was a timid little call from Chinami, whose mouth hung slightly open as she soaked in my touch.

Barely holding back the orgasm threatening to erupt out of me at any second, I gripped her waist and answered.

"Yeah."

"Did you already shoot...?"

"No. Not yet."

"I-Is that so...?"

"Why?"

"Ah, I just wanted to tell you..."

"Tell me what?"

"I'm ready to take all of your... Mnn-ahhh!!?"

Panting softly as she tried to formally permit me to finish inside her, Chinami suddenly let out a swooning scream.

Pressing her hands against my chest, she arched her torso upward, bowed her head, and trembled violently.

She was clearly feeling every drop of my semen shooting deep inside and filling her to the brim.

Drip.

A bead of sweat slid down the tips of her drenched, hanging hair and dropped onto my cheek right below my eye. It felt like we were exchanging bodily fluids, sending a deeply erotic thrill through me.

Lost in that thought, I unloaded every last drop of my seed deep inside her.

Before long, the endless eruptions finally began to subside.

I could feel a blistering heat radiating inside her slick, cream-filled walls. Still fully hard, I was able to savor every bit of that sensation.

Squelch...

"Mnn...!"

When I gave one final, slow thrust inside her thick, sticky depths, Chinami let out a short gasp and immediately collapsed onto me, her arms giving out.

Why did the shivering Chinami look so fragile and pitiful?

Her tension had completely vanished, leaving her panting like a puppy after a long walk. I pulled her trembling body into a tight, protective embrace and asked.

"Was it too much?"

"Y-Yes...? No, not really..."

"You're panting pretty hard."

"That's... mostly just because of psychological factors..."

Given how much she had been panicking right before I finished, I expected her to make a big fuss. Surprisingly, her response was remarkably level-headed.

Did she figure there was no point crying over spilled milk?

Or had she managed to mentally prepare herself much better than I gave her credit for?

It was her first time taking it inside, yet she was incredibly composed.

I was relieved to see she hadn't suffered any mental shock.

Her calm attitude also felt like proof that she completely trusted and relied on me, which made me genuinely happy.

Pressing my lips firmly against the crown of Chinami's head as she continued to hide her face, I asked.

"Should we rest like this for a bit and then shower together?"

"...T-Together...?"

"Yeah. Together."

"I don't... think I can do that..."

"Why not?"

"Because it's embarrassing..."

"And you're not embarrassed right now?"

"T-The situation right now and the situation in the shower are completely different..."

"Understood. Then we'll go in together."

"Yes...? But I never agreed to that...?"

"That's what I heard."

"Junior, it seems your hearing isn't very good..."

Chuckling at her completely malice-free complaint, I reached over, grabbed the blanket that had been kicked to the side, and draped it over her body.

As we lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow...

Bzzzz!

The sudden sound of a vibrating phone filled the room, and I glanced over to find the source.

Someone was calling. But it wasn't my Cell Phone, which was casually tossed onto the tatami mat.

Bzzzz!

The buzzing was coming from Chinami's bright pink handbag.

"Ah..."

Chinami paused her slow, steady breaths, reached her arm out as far as it would go, dragged the handbag over, and checked her screen.

She immediately flinched.

"Umm... Renka is calling..."

For once, she had actually called at a perfect time.

I'd have to stamp a gold star on her butt as a reward later.

"You can answer it."

"Then, excuse me... H-Hello...?"

She answered the call and offered her greeting while her breathing was still ragged.

There was no way Renka wouldn't notice.

I could easily picture the look on Renka's face when she heard Chinami's strained voice. I found myself suddenly looking forward to what was about to unfold.

I figured I should have a little fun with her.

With that thought in mind, I waited for a gap in Renka's muffled voice coming through the speaker, and then leaned in, injecting my most mischievous tone into the call.

"Hello, President."

"@#*$#^!#!!!"

The sound quality was absolutely atrocious.

It wasn't because Chinami's Cell Phone had bad specs, but rather because Renka's shrieking was so deafening that the microphone automatically dampened the noise.

I couldn't make out a single word Renka was screeching, but I knew for a fact that she was absolutely furious.

Considering the inner thoughts she had accidentally blurted out during her earlier call, there was a ninety percent chance she was reacting this way because she was pissed off that I was hanging out with Chinami alone.

Of course, knowing Renka's extreme reluctance to be honest about her feelings, she would probably pretend she was yelling at me for doing something to Chinami.

But her days of hiding her true feelings like that were over.

Sooner or later, I'm going to rip that mask right off your face in front of Chinami.