episode_0062

─The Truth Not Captured on Videotape

After filming the video meant to entrap Fubuki-ssi’s husband, Hitoshi? Or whatever his name was. I cleanly parted ways with the Yuki Onna mother and daughter. No. I tried to part ways.

“Goodbye.” “You too, useless Mister…” “If you’re going to say it, make it Oppa, not Mister.” “Yes! Useless Oppa!” Are you not going to drop the ‘useless’ part?

“I’m sorry, because of me, you got involved in something pointless…” “No, it’s fine. It was partly my fault, and it was quite fun.” “But you seemed familiar with video shooting. Have you done related work before?” “It was just a coincidence.” That is, until I spoke to Fubuki-ssi after greeting the Yuki Onna sisters.

“Hehe, Takuya-kun. You went through a lot because of me today.” “No, it was quite an interesting experience.” This was genuine. As someone who had only ever filmed real NTR videos, a concept video designed to entrap a husband with an NTR theme was a truly interesting experience. One might ask what’s fun about a fake video when I’ve filmed real ones, but considering how the ambiguous scenes would make the viewer’s heart sway like reeds, this kind of concept video seemed plenty entertaining.

Anyway, I was going to exchange warm goodbyes and part ways cleanly. “Ah, Takuya-kun, just a moment before you go.” That is, until Fubuki-ssi suddenly pulled something from her pocket and handed it to me.

What Fubuki-ssi gave me was a small note. ‘A note?’ I thought, and was about to read it immediately. “Well then, I’m off. See you next time, Takuya-kun~” “Ah, yes. Please drive safely.” Fubuki-ssi got into her car right then, so I couldn’t check it as soon as she handed it to me. After seeing off the Yuki Onna mother and daughter, I remained alone at the factory and checked the note, and I couldn’t help but grin twistedly.

[Tomorrow at 7 o’clock…] What was written on that note was a sex appeal so obvious even a eunuch would understand it. I wore a twisted smile for a moment at its content.

‘It didn’t seem like she was lying about loving her husband.’ Regaining the rationality I had entrusted to my lower body, I calmly continued my thoughts… ‘She must have just been conquered by my dick.’ I couldn’t leave. Ah, why am I getting turned on? What am I supposed to do? ‘Of course, just in case, I should go lightly armed.’ And fortunately, my worries turned out to be unfounded.

The next day, when I went to the location written on the paper Fubuki-ssi gave me, there was a motel. The overtly explicit choice of location forced me to admit that my worries were a misunderstanding. As I stood there looking at the hotel for a moment, someone approached from behind and tapped me. – Tap, tap. I turned around to check, and of course, that someone was Fubuki-ssi.

“Hehe! You came?” When I turned around to check, Fubuki-ssi was looking at me with an overtly playful smile. ‘Was she always like this?’ She seemed like a more refined and gentle person. Well, everyone has different sides to them. Thinking that, I touched the large buttocks of Fubuki-ssi, no, the female who clung to me. – Squeeze. “Ah! Pervert!”

So we got a motel room and entered it. As soon as we stepped inside, I played with her large breasts like a toy and asked, “Ah, did you like my dick that much?” “Yes! So, make me a mess again!” Fubuki-ssi was simply in heat. I smiled at Fubuki-ssi’s words and said, “As much as you like.” As I spoke, my dick was already unbearably large.

***

Fubuki was utterly fed up with her husband. He didn’t work, just watched TV all day, drank alcohol, killed time, and pathetically got pocket money from his daughter to gamble on horse races. These were the only scenes she saw. The husband Fubuki had loved was not this pathetic figure, but the energetic man he was when he worked in the stock market. That’s why she had tried to persuade him countless times to find a new job and work, even tried rewarding him, but she couldn’t reignite her husband’s broken spirit. As a result, Fubuki was completely disgusted with her husband’s behavior. The only saving grace was that her daughter earned a considerable amount of money, so there were no worries about household finances.

‘Did I marry this kind of man for this?’ She couldn’t help but think this. But divorcing wasn’t easy either. The village where she lived, being a Yuki Onna village, was extremely closed off. Naturally, divorce was difficult, and the situation would be hard even after one.

To Fubuki, who was half disillusioned and unable to divorce, her daughter recommended a job. She felt sorry for relying on her daughter, so she accepted the offer, but Fubuki didn’t think much of it at the time.

[My apologies for the late introduction. My name is Mori Takuya.] It was the same when she met the person who was the boss of the job. But seeing Takuya working, those thoughts disappeared.

“Ah, then this way too, ah – this isn’t working. Then this way…” And when Fubuki saw him, it was like seeing her husband from the past. He had the passion that her husband had lost. Seeing that, she naturally felt a liking for him, but that was all. However, after drinking the beverage he gave her, the mere liking surged instantly. It became a feeling strong enough to want to secretly call him away for a tryst like this.

*Slurp, slurp!* *Gulp!* *Slurp!* Even if sex could go wrong, he was extremely skilled. She wondered what kind of woman had made this man like this.

“Haa… haa…” “Now that the mood seems to have loosened up.” Unfortunately, now was not the time to ask or think about such things. Right now, she was not merely a mother of two.

“Take it off.” It was time for her to be nothing more than a female. “Yes!” *Rustle!* – Thump. Being adored by the male as a female was her current joy.

***

As she shed her clothes, what immediately appeared was not Fubuki-ssi’s bare skin. No. To be precise, her bare skin was visible, but. “Ha, where did you get something like this?” “I just thought you might like it.” What Fubuki-ssi was wearing was a swimsuit, or more precisely, a mere scrap of fabric that barely covered her private parts, hardly even qualifying as clothes. I laughed looking at Fubuki-ssi in such a tiny piece of fabric. ‘As expected, she only had sex on her mind today.’ I wondered if there was some other motive, but it was a needless worry. I thought that to myself and admired her swimsuit.

As I admired her for a moment, Fubuki-ssi spoke. “Hngh! Don’t just stare, shall we wash up first?” Perhaps because I had been watching her silently for so long, Fubuki-ssi, as if embarrassed, said that to me and turned her back, intending to go to the bathroom. That is, until I tightly embraced her from behind.

“Before that, satisfy mine first.” – *Ziiip!* I said that, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my already hugely engorged dick. I was about to insert it into her pussy right away. Then I remembered. She was wearing a swimsuit. I could have inserted it immediately if I wanted to, but… ‘I want to try something new…’ Wanting to experience a new sensation, I, feeling like I was settling for a chicken instead of a pheasant, inserted my dick between her thighs instead of into her Yuki Onna igloo pussy. Yes. The option I chose was sumata.

‘It’s cold, so it’s a new feeling.’ When I placed my dick between her thighs, I felt a cold sensation, but it wasn’t enough to overcome the hot warmth of my healthy dick. *Slide, slide!* Thanks to that, I thrust my hips between Fubuki-ssi’s thighs with a new sensation. One might ask if it chafed, but thanks to the vaginal fluid that had been dripping even before she took off her clothes, that wasn’t an issue. Just as I was enjoying her sensation.

*Squeeze!* “Ugh!” Suddenly, a cold touch began to be felt on the glans and the front shaft of my dick. With that sudden sensation, I cautiously looked forward. Fubuki-ssi was rubbing my glans and shaft with her hand. Just as I was about to ask Fubuki-ssi what she was doing.

“Takuya-kun likes this more, don’t you?” Given her very reasonable justification, I nodded, and feeling Fubuki-ssi’s cold thigh sensation and the gentle caress on my glans, I ended up cumming just like that. – *Splurt! Splurt! Splurrrrt!* Having cummed, I checked the floor. I wondered if I might step on it later during sex. But there wasn’t much semen on the floor. Fubuki-ssi had gathered the sperm that should have been scattered on the floor from my glans with her hand.

“Takuya-kun’s semen is warm~” Because she had put it in her mouth. At that sight, my lower body, which had slightly lost its erection, became erect again—no, much more erect than before. And Fubuki-ssi, perhaps feeling my erected dick, chuckled and said,

“Shall we do the rest while washing in the bathroom?” At Fubuki-ssi’s words, I immediately grabbed her wrist and entered the bathroom.