Chapter 58
Her virginity, guarded until she was twenty, was gone.
From Miyuki's perspective, it was no exaggeration to call it a major event.
Yet she seemed too overwhelmed to think about it right now.
“Aah... Haaah...♡”
Because she was too preoccupied with taking my cock.
Her coquettish, nasal moans, the way her body bobbed in time with my movements, and her contorted face
all clearly revealed that she was experiencing both pleasure and pain, and she seemed to be in considerable pain right now.
Less than ten minutes in, I was highly aroused as I slowly increased my speed while caressing Miyuki.
I wanted to intensify the pleasure roiling violently through my head and heighten her sense of climax,
and I desperately wanted to empty all the semen I'd built up inside Miyuki into her.
But as I'd thought earlier, Miyuki needed to remember her first experience as a good memory.
If it became a memory filled with pain, she'd be frightened at the very thought of a second encounter.
We would have plenty of time to have sex from now on, so I shouldn't be selfish.
That was what I was thinking,
Squeeze...
when Miyuki gripped the hand resting on her shoulder hard enough to crush it, making my eyes twitch.
She seemed to realize what I was about to do and was shaking her head slightly.
I met her gaze as her eyes told me not to stop,
Schlick...
and, while checking Miyuki's condition, I slowly widened her insides around my cock.
“Huaa...”
This time, a shallow moan escaped her.
Her expression had relaxed, but she was still gripping my wrist above her shoulder as though trying to crush it, as if she were still in pain.
“Does it hurt a lot? You have to tell me honestly.”
It was the first question I'd asked since we began having proper sex.
Miyuki exhaled several short breaths before answering with difficulty.
“It hurt earlier, but... since you're going slowly now... it's okay...”
“How about this?”
I bent my upper body over Miyuki and supported myself by slipping one arm beneath her armpit.
Then, while supporting the back of her head in that position, I rocked my hips,
“Hng...♡”
Miyuki let out a coquettish moan and wrapped her legs around the backs of my thighs.
She even pulled me close and gave me several lewd, smacking kisses.
She seemed to like this position, with our bodies pressed completely together.
I was the one struggling, bracing myself with my knees so I wouldn't push my cock all the way inside.
“Do you like it?”
“Hek... I like it... I like this...”
Satisfied by her pleasure-soaked answer, I resumed moving like this.
Miyuki's expression tightened slightly, as though the pain had returned.
But when I began carefully brushing the hair clinging to her cheek aside, her face soon filled with ecstasy.
Squelch... Squelch...
The utterly lewd sound of friction was so faint that it tickled my ears.
I felt as though my whole body were floating.
Perhaps Miyuki felt the same way, because she bit her lower lip between her two front teeth and pulled it into her mouth.
Looking at her restless face, I continued penetrating her with a bright smile.
At the same time, I sucked on Miyuki's breasts and very lightly bit her nipples, slick with the sweat that had poured from her body.
“Kyaaang...!”
Miyuki reacted so intensely that she nearly stuck out her tongue.
Her hand wrapped around my back curled inward and dug into the skin of my back.
At the same time, the constriction around my cock suddenly grew much tighter, and Miyuki's body beneath me writhed.
She had experienced a mild climax.
“Haa... Haa...”
Miyuki's pale lips trembled as she struggled to steady her exhausted breathing.
Seeing her swept up in the afterglow of her climax, my mind
was driven toward ejaculation by the realization that I'd taken her first time.
Schlick, schlick, schlick...!
My instinct to ejaculate quickly and reach orgasm was overpowering my reason.
I was trying to control myself somehow, but it wasn't as easy as I'd imagined.
When the tingling sensation rising from my testicles reached its peak,
Squelch-!
I pulled my cock out of Miyuki's vagina, placed it over her mons pubis, and gripped the shaft.
Just as confusion filled Miyuki's eyes, I released all the tension I'd been exerting in my lower body.
With a gurgling sensation, the semen I'd held back burst out all at once.
It shot out from the tiny opening with tremendous force,
Plop.
struck the underside of Miyuki's breasts, and fell in heavy drops.
The semen that spurted out a second time splashed across Miyuki's solar plexus and lower abdomen before losing its momentum.
“Hwak...?”
Perhaps the hot, sticky fluid touching her body felt strange,
because Miyuki bounced her whole body and let out a puzzled cry.
“Hoo...”
As my mind, which felt as though it had been set ablaze, gradually calmed, all the strength drained from my body and a limp sigh escaped me.
Miyuki alternated her gaze between me and the semen beading at the tip of my glans and dripping down,
“.... Huh...?”
and opened her already large eyes twice as wide.
She seemed to realize it only then.
That I hadn't put on a condom.
“Huh...? Mmm...?”
Miyuki stared at me blankly with her mouth hanging open.
Meeting her gaze, I fetched the wet wipes I'd set nearby just in case and began wiping the tremendous amount of semen from her body.
“Ah...! Ngh...!”
Perhaps the cold sensation against her relaxed, pale skin stimulated her, because Miyuki's body trembled repeatedly.
After using the wet wipes liberally to clean Miyuki's sensitive skin, I lay down beside her and massaged her lower abdomen.
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Press. Press.
When I began carefully massaging the area around her uterus and below it, Miyuki turned her head toward me.
She stared at me for a long time with a complicated expression, and the first thing she said was,
“It huuurts...”
It was an indirect way of telling me to massage her more gently.
“Is this okay?”
When I asked while applying lighter pressure, Miyuki slowly nodded.
“Mmm...”
After letting out a shallow moan, she wriggled her body downward.
The way she adjusted her position so it would be easier for me to massage her was so cute that a smile naturally spread across my lips.
“My thighs too...”
It was Miyuki's wheedling request, made with her legs clamped tightly together.
I sat up completely and slipped my hand between Miyuki's thighs.
“Here?”
“Yeah...”
Miyuki shyly blushed and turned her eyes toward the pile of wet wipes beside her.
Had she caught the distinctive chestnut-blossom scent of semen wafting from them?
Miyuki slowly craned her head out and sniffed.
I barely held back the laughter that nearly burst out at her innocent behavior and obediently rubbed Miyuki's lower abdomen and thighs.
After a long while, Miyuki pulled up the blanket and covered her face and body with it.
“Isn't it hard to breathe?”
“It's not hard...”
“What about a shower?”
“I will... after I finish getting a massage... Do my calves now...”
Even while embarrassed, she said everything she wanted to say without fail.
I snickered and continued massaging her while listening to Miyuki's clear, delicate voice filtering out from beneath the blanket.
A little over twenty minutes later, Miyuki slowly stretched out one arm.
She wanted me to help her up.
I took Miyuki's arm and placed a hand against her back, then applied some force, and her upper body slowly rose.
Her face, revealed as she slowly sat up, was completely flushed, making it obvious how embarrassed she was.
“I want to shower...”
Miyuki muttered with a sulky expression.
I pressed both her cheeks with my palms, lightly kissed her fishlike protruding lips, and let go of her face.
“Shall I run you a bath? Or do you want to lie down and rest?”
“.... No.”
“Then are you just going to shower in the shower room?”
“No...”
Her refusal made it obvious what Miyuki wanted.
I nodded and pulled her into my arms as though she were precious.
“Then let's stay like this for a bit.”
Miyuki's arms wrapped around my waist.
While holding her like that, I slowly rocked my body back and forth as though riding a children's rodeo machine at a playground, and the languid breath from her nose tickled my shoulder.
We stayed still like that for a very long time.
Until the sweat that had trickled down us had completely cooled,
and until Miyuki's rapidly beating heart, which I could feel against my chest, had calmed down.
@@
“Huaaah...”
Miyuki let out a languid sound and buried her face in the open-air bath.
Now that she had some time alone, her thoughts had multiplied, and she reflected on her first sex with Matsuda.
The feeling of having both her body and mind violated was extremely strange.
No, that made it sound as though Matsuda had raped her.
Violated, my ass... Let's say we made love.
Anyway, it was strange.
It felt as though something large and hard had filled her vagina completely and forcibly widened it.
Warm yet heavy and prickling?
That seemed like the best way to describe it.
Honestly, the pain had been more prominent than the pleasure.
Whenever Matsuda gradually increased the speed of his thrusts, and whenever his formidable member stabbed deeply into her insides, she had barely managed to hold back the screams trying to burst out.
Matsuda hadn't even inserted himself fully out of consideration for her.
Even so, she'd felt that much pain... She was already afraid of what it would be like when he went all the way in.
But even so, she'd liked it.
Because Matsuda's feelings for her had been plain to see.
That was probably why she'd felt aroused along with the pain, and why she'd stopped him when he seemed ready to stop midway.
It was unexpected.
She had been able to remain this calm even on the historic day when she'd had sex for the first time.
It was probably because Matsuda had treated her well.
She had liked Matsuda's affectionate attitude after they finished having sex,
and she had liked how he carefully massaged her and stimulated her sensitive areas, allowing her to keep the fading afterglow alive.
To sum up her impressions of her first sex, she could simply say that it had been good.
‘Next time, definitely...’
The fact that she was already promising herself there would be a next time made it clear.
Her first sex had been satisfying. Beyond any doubt.
Not wearing a condom had startled her, but thinking about it now, she felt even happier that it had allowed her to fully experience each other's genitals.
“Phew...”
Miyuki lifted her face from the water and thought about Matsuda's semen sprayed across her body.
It had been hot, as though expressing the fiery emotions Matsuda had felt at the time.
If it had gone inside her...
‘Aaaah...’
After imagining something obscene for a moment, Miyuki splashed water over her face.
What was she, some kind of pervert...? What was she thinking, imagining things like that already?
Miyuki calmed her heart, which had begun pounding again, and rose with a groan.
Her lower abdomen ached. It wasn't as bad as she'd imagined, but it was still sore.
She had no strength in her body, and her stomach growled because she was hungry.
If she had to name one drawback of first sex, this seemed to be it.
She had been far too tense. Looking back, there had been no need for that.
After finally managing to finish her shower, Miyuki put on a loose T-shirt and shorts and went outside.
Matsuda had already showered, and when she saw him waiting for her at the entrance to the bath, she gave him an awkward smile.
“Why are you here...?”
“You seemed to be limping when you went in earlier, so I was worried and waited for you.”
Miyuki's lips stretched into a broad smile of their own accord.
That kind side of Matsuda's had been one of the biggest factors in her satisfaction with their first sex.
Plip.
Rain was falling outside the window, which Matsuda seemed to have left wide open.
Whenever she had sticky physical contact with him, it rained. How strange.
And she liked it. Rather than dampening the mood, it seemed to bring it vividly to life.
Would she end up looking forward only to rainy days now?
Miyuki carefully approached Matsuda and said,
“Matsuda-kun...”
“What? Want me to support you?”
“Nooo...! That's not it... I'm hungry...”
“Hungry? Shall we eat?”
“Not at home... I want to go there...”
“There? The place we ate at last time?”
“Yeah...”
“Can you walk?”
“Yeah. I can.”
“Really...?”
Matsuda looked at Miyuki with concern and continued,
“All right. Let's dry your hair first, then head out.”
Her stomach felt as though it were stuck to her back, so what did her hair matter?
Miyuki slightly furrowed her brow and said in a firm voice,
“I'm hungry.”
“Can't you wait a little? What if you catch a cold?”
“I'm hungry.”
“.... Is that so...? All right.”
Matsuda gave a hollow laugh at her stubbornness and held out his hand.
Miyuki quickly grabbed it, put on her slippers with Matsuda's support, and got into the car.
The two of them made their way through the chilly weather to the restaurant, where they were shown to a table.
It was the corner table where they'd sat last time.
“What do you want to eat?”
Matsuda asked while looking over the menu.
Miyuki propped both elbows on the table, pressed her palms to her cheeks, and stared at Matsuda without saying a word.
With a look that put him under tremendous pressure.
“.....”
He scratched the side of his head awkwardly and said,
“I'll choose for you.”
Miyuki found Matsuda's uncharacteristically flustered reaction amusing and wondered whether to tease him a little more as she checked the Post-it note that had been stuck there last time.
‘It's there...!’
It was still attached.
The SD versions of herself and Matsuda looking at the dish that hadn't been drawn were still there.
Miyuki gazed at the picture with a broad smile but couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing.
It had definitely seemed fine last time... but today, it seemed lacking.
Miyuki glanced at Matsuda, whose eyes were on the menu, then reached behind her for a Post-it note and a pen.
Then she quickly drew a new picture and placed it over the original.
Now the picture finally seemed a little... fuller.
She liked it. Very much.