episode_0095
by fnovelpiaLeaving Yung, who had squirted in the movie theater, behind, I quickly went outside and hypnotized the cleaning staff.
[From now on, clean the wet seats in the movie theater without any questions.]
“Yes…”
After hypnotizing the cleaning staff and the other moviegoers, I then cast a second hypnosis.
“Yung, let’s go out first.”
“H-huh? Yes? Oh, unh!”
We quickly left the movie theater.
Just in case, I didn’t forget to hypnotize a high-ranking looking person on our way out.
Anyway, after casting the hypnosis, we safely escaped the movie theater.
At the moment we left the movie theater.
“Haaah, haaah. Hieeeek.”
Yung, who had spent half her life cooped up indoors, had such poor stamina that after just a little running, she was practically at death’s door.
Me? Well, even in my young body, I had exercised quite a bit, so I was surprisingly fine.
I patted Yung’s back as she breathed almost as if she were about to throw up, and said,
“Yung, shall we rest somewhere for a bit?”
“Ung…”
At my words, Yung, half melted, replied, and at her answer, I led her to a nearby resting place.
***
Upon arriving at the resting place, I threw Yung onto the bed and then turned on the air conditioner.
“Hieeeek…”
“Does the breeze make you feel better?”
“Uuung…”
By the time Yung’s limp body had somewhat recovered from the breeze.
Yung asked me.
“And now that I think about it, where is this? Is this a hotel?”
I answered Yung’s question as if it were nothing.
“It is, but it’s a little different. This is a love hotel.”
“Eh?”
At my words, Yung made a slightly surprised expression and looked at me.
Looking at Yung’s expression, I asked with a face that seemed to not understand why she was making such a face.
“Why?”
“L-love hotel?”
“Yeah. Love hotel.”
At my nonchalant answer, Yung suddenly understood where she was and reacted like something out of an anime, with a “Hwaaah?!” before scrambling to the wall.
Then, covering her chest with her arms (it was truly pathetic to see her trying to cover a chest that had nothing to cover), she shouted at me.
“P-pervert! What are you doing to me?!”
At that, I was the one who was flustered.
No. I mean, what she did in the movie theater earlier was much more audacious, and she accepted it without a fuss, so why a love hotel?!
When I voiced these thoughts, Yung, who had been flustered and sputtering, also seemed to realize her embarrassment, flinching and averting her gaze.
More precisely, her face turned incredibly red.
Seeing that, I roughly understood how I should handle Yung.
I just needed to hit her with the cold hard facts, then lightly scold her.
“Hmph. So you do know how to be embarrassed.”
“But even so, a l-love hotel is a bit…”
Yung said in a timid voice, but it was a baseless objection.
“And yet, you enjoyed yourself quite a lot in the movie theater, didn’t you?”
“Ugh.”
At my perfect factual assault, Yung seemed to have nothing to say and hung her head low.
I chuckled at Yung’s appearance and headed to the bathroom.
I had run a bit, so I was sweating.
As I entered the bathroom, I found more interesting devices.
‘I’ll have to try these later when I come with Miyuki or Haruka.’
Not with Yung?
Yung’s actions in the movie theater earlier might make her seem like a pervert, but in fact, Yung was mild.
If it were Miyuki, as soon as we entered the movie theater, she would have grabbed my cock, we would have pleasured each other, and once one of us came, she wouldn’t have been able to hold back and would have immediately insisted on insertion.
In that sense, Yung wasn’t really a pervert.
It was probably just a momentary deviation.
Thinking that, I turned on the shower and rinsed my body with water.
Anyway, I figured we’d be back after sex, so I was just rinsing off lightly.
As I was rinsing my body, I started to hear a sound from outside.
[Ahhn~♥ Kimochii~]
“Hieeeek.”
It seemed the rumor that Japanese motels played adult videos when you turned on the TV was true.
Anyway, I ignored the sound of the adult video Yung had turned on, quickly rinsed my body, and came out of the bathroom.
“What are you doing?”
“H-huh?”
As I came out of the bathroom, Yung was masturbating, hugging a pillow tightly to her chest.
─Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!
I hadn’t misheard.
She was really masturbating.
For a moment, I looked at Yung, who was masturbating and staring at me, with a bewildered expression.
No. Why would she masturbate in a motel, and even with me right here?
‘I cannot forgive this.’
It was fine for me to pleasure her with my fingers, but to masturbate herself right in front of me?
I approached Yung with a furious expression.
Yung was startled when I approached her with a blank face and then sat down on a chair, but her fingers didn’t stop.
In fact, there seemed to be even more vaginal fluid than when I first came out of the bathroom to watch.
It seemed Yung was incredibly aroused by this situation.
Hmm, it looked like I would have to retract my earlier assessment from the bathroom.
Not only was she masturbating in a motel, but she was even more aroused by the man who had just toyed with her watching her masturbate.
─Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!
Yung was indeed an incorrigible pervert.
And not just any.
“Does it feel good?”
“Heeungh! ♥ Yes, yes, yes, yes!♥♥”
─Squirt! Splurt! Gush!
An utterly outrageous pervert.
Of course, that didn’t mean I had the slightest intention of going easy on her.
***
─Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!
Yung thought she was a pervert.
After all, she had gotten aroused and masturbated to an adult video that happened to be playing on TV.
…Even though she had already come spectacularly once at the movie theater, she was aroused and masturbating again, so it wasn’t strange for Yung to think of herself as a pervert.
In fact, part of why Yung was aroused was because she was imagining herself and Takuya in the scenes from the adult video.
Although she didn’t have the glamorous figure, breasts, or skill of the woman in the video.
Still, thinking about Takuya’s touch at the movie theater made her feel as good as the woman in the video.
As she was masturbating, Takuya, who had finished his bath, came out.
Takuya, wearing a bathrobe, came out and saw her masturbating, and for a moment, he wore a bewildered expression.
It was only natural, really. She, too, would be flustered if someone came out of the bath and started masturbating.
Squish! ♥ Squish! ♥ Squish! ♥ Squish! ♥
Perhaps a normal person would have stopped masturbating here, but strangely, Yung’s hand did not stop.
More precisely, she couldn’t stop.
When Takuya looked at her, her vagina inexplicably throbbed, and she couldn’t bear it.
It felt as if she would go crazy if she didn’t relieve this throbbing immediately.
So, she continued to poke at her vagina even while Takuya watched.
And Takuya’s gaze, as he watched her, was utterly cold.
Perhaps he was disgusted by her.
Yung thought so, but she didn’t stop her fingers.
Takuya simply sat on the chair and watched Yung in silence.
‘Haaah…♥ Takuya’s gaze, haaah…♥ More! ♥ More! ♥ Look at me more! ♥’
Yung was madly aroused by Takuya’s gaze alone.
Realizing this, Yung wondered if she had always liked such gazes.
‘Did other people’s gazes always excite me this much?’
No, they didn’t. On the contrary, she usually found other people’s gazes burdensome.
So why was Takuya’s gaze so incredibly blissful?
She didn’t know. But it didn’t matter.
As Yung was getting closer to her climax.
Takuya suddenly rose from his seat and began to approach Yung.
─Thump. Thump. Thump.
With each step he took, Takuya’s footsteps felt as if they were pounding in Yung’s ears.
As if he were right beside her.
As Takuya approached, he spoke to Yung with the exact same expressionless face as before.
“Does it feel good?”
At Takuya’s question, Yung replied as if she were extremely happy, and at the same time.
“Heeung! ♥ Yes, yes, yes, yes!♥♥”
─Squirt! Splurt! Gush!
She came again, under Takuya’s utterly cold gaze.
And Takuya, who was watching Yung, had discarded his cold expression, now wearing the cheerful, handsome face he had when they first met.
But the words that came out of Takuya’s mouth were completely different.
“How dare you enjoy yourself without me. Yung, you need a little punishment, don’t you?”
Takuya muttered, and then inserted one finger, no, two fingers, into Yung’s vagina.
Squish! ♥!
“Hauuuungh! ♥♥♥”
A sudden insertion made Yung groan.
Seeing Yung like that, Takuya moved the hand he had inserted into Yung’s vagina, slowly yet quickly, teasingly.
Squish~♥ Squish~♥ Squish~♥ Squish~♥
“How is it, Yung? Does it feel good?”
“Ugh! ♥ I-I don’t know! ♥”
It felt good. But strangely, it wasn’t enough.
It felt much better than what she had just done herself, but something was constantly missing.
What was that missing thing? Yung thought for a moment but couldn’t figure it out, and then she looked at Takuya, pleading for him to tell her the answer.
“Haaah! ♥ I-I don’t know! ♥ Tell me! ♥”
Seeing Yung like that, Takuya grinned again and took off his bathrobe.
At that sight, Yung realized what she had been missing.
It was a cock that would utterly ravage her.
Yung desperately understood that fact when a hot cock was inserted into her.
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