episode_0297

Side Story 11: Rana – Hot Springs (1)

Commonly called, a micro bikini. Rana was wearing that outfit.

Where on earth did she get that…?

The concept of swimwear has been around for a long time in this world, but that kind of style isn’t well known. It’s not an outfit you can show off in front of others.

Also, micro bikinis come in all shapes and sizes. Some completely cover the nipples and vagina properly, while others make them very slightly visible.

But Rana’s outfit is completely different from the examples above.

The top barely covers her nipples. Her pink areolas are completely visible.

The bottom also barely covers her vagina. A piece of fabric the length of a finger joint is all that connects to the straps at her hips.

Even those two pieces of fabric are so thin that you can easily peek through.

It’s practically worthless as clothing. It exposes more than 99% of her body area. You even start to wonder if there’s any point in wearing it.

But that excites me even more.

Rana, who led me, sat me down on a chair she had prepared. It was a slightly small wooden chair, the kind you often see in bathhouses.

“Please sit and wait, dear husband.”

A calm and gentle voice. Unlike the first time she spoke, when she trembled slightly, there’s no trembling the second time.

Of course, that’s just her tone. Her ears were bright red. I smiled and looked at my wife’s face.

“Ahem, ahem….”

She was embarrassed, so she cleared her throat for no reason and turned away from me. Then, she headed for the basket containing bath supplies that she had placed a little distance away.

“……”

Her large buttocks and thighs that I want to knead. A single line crossing between them. Because of that, I can see her vagina and anus completely.

All the elements that stimulate lust come into view.

“…gulp.”

I swallowed without realizing it.

As if she heard it, Rana wiggled her butt even more. She tempted me as if telling me to stick my cock into her hole. Every single action is incredibly fatal.

Was this what she prepared? If it’s this, it’s definitely worth making those cheers.

Anyway, I didn’t act on it. I suppressed the desire to immediately fuck her vagina and waited. Because the happiness that comes back will be that much greater.

But it wasn’t easy. It was only a few minutes. But that time felt eternally long.

“Hum, hmm~♪”

Rana’s actions were slow. She squatted in front of the large basket and leisurely took out the necessary items one by one. She even hummed a song, so this time was like hell to me.

…Should I really just pounce on her?

Just when I had that thought. Rana stood up.

“Oof!”

Her arms were full of bath supplies. Because of that, I couldn’t see her chest, but her lower area was there.

While admiring her tightly closed vagina through the thin fabric. Rana reached me.

“Aren’t you looking too much, dear husband?”

I asked with a nonchalant attitude.

“So, what are you going to do for me?”

“…I told you I’d wash you.”

Rana, who speaks in honorifics, is also cute. Of course, she used honorifics a few times on our first night, but this is a different feeling from then, so I’m even happier.

I wonder who taught her the word “dear husband,” those items, and this way of speaking.

It was easy to guess. Of course, it must be her. I saw them whispering together when they took a break during the double date.

At the time, I wondered what they were talking about so much. I never thought it was a conversation for this.

“Please stay still.”

Rana said that and picked up the body wash. I wondered what she was going to do, but she squeezed it all over her body.

Not only her chest and arms. She also spreads the liquid on her stomach, legs, and vagina. Very thoroughly, too.

She rubbed the body wash well and made white bubbles all over her body. My wife grabbed my arm in that state and said.

“I’m going to wash you now. So, don’t move, okay?”

A bright expression that seems to know nothing about anything lewd. With that face, she puts my right arm on her body.

Her chest above my arm, her thighs below my arm. A soft sensation wraps around my entire arm.

That feels really… good.

“Dear husband.”

“Why?”

“You, you can touch me as much as you want while I wash you….”

You can tell even if she doesn’t say which part. Because my hand was in front of Rana’s vagina. It was in a position where I could immediately stick it in if I just straightened my fingers and pulled back the string.

I didn’t refuse.

“Then, I will.”

Squeak, squeak, squeaaak….

“Ugh, y-yes…♡”

She turns into a female’s face as I slightly poke her vagina. But Rana didn’t fall into pleasure and did her part.

She hugs my chest with her arm and strokes it up and down. Her thighs also don’t stay still. She puts my hand as close to her vagina as possible and puts foam under my arm as well.

Squeaksqueaksqueaksqueak….

“Does it feel, euheeut… good…?”

“Yeah, it’s good.”

It’s a bit clumsy because she just learned it. But it gets better as time goes on. The movements that were awkward at first gradually became familiar.

Squeaksqueaksqueak!!

Even at that moment, my fingers didn’t stop. As the soft female body stimulated me, I got excited and stroked the vaginal walls faster.

“Euheut, euheeung…!!”

Swipe, swipe.

Even as pleasure rushes in, the service continues. With the single-mindedness of washing me, she did her best to clean my arm with her body.

“Heuh, I’m, I’m done, dear husband….”

“Please do the other side too.”

“Yes….”

Rana moved to my left arm. This time, she wrapped my arm with her body again, and my hand also touched her vagina.

Before the service started.

Thrustthrustthrustthrust!!!

“Heeeeeit!!”

As I poked her vagina like crazy, Rana let out a happy moan.

She was already about to reach her climax earlier.

Pshoo, pshooooooooot!!

Rana soon erupted in a magnificent fountain.

Her entire left hand and wrist are covered in her bodily fluids. I pulled out my arm.

“Rana.”

“Yes, dear husband….”

“You said you’d wash me. But it’s dirtier than before?”

“I’ll, wipe it for you….”

Rana grabbed my hand and brought it to her mouth. And she started cleaning the dirty hand with her tongue.

Licklick. Her small but plump tongue licks my hand. She neatly licked up the liquid she had spewed out.

Her hand was clean like that.

“I’ll start again….”

With slightly dazed eyes, she continued to rub my arm all over her body. Every time, she glanced at my penis with a flushed face. Her excited and erect penis was enough to attract her attention.

“Want to touch it?”

“I’ll wipe your penis… last.”

“Is that so?”

Then there’s nothing I can do. She passed for now. I don’t know how long my nose can last, though.

Washing both arms is over. I thought she was going to wash the front next, but Rana turned to my back.

“Next is your back.”

She stirred up the weakened bubbles again and then stuck to my back. Her chest, stomach, and part of her lower body were in close contact.

“Is there anything uncomfortable?”

“Yeah. My nipples are too assertive, so it’s uncomfortable.”

Even though the fabric was blocking them, the presence of her tightly erect nipples didn’t disappear. The other parts are soft, but it feels strange because only this part is hard.

“Can’t you make them softer?”

“Dear husband… don’t tease me.”

“Just kidding.”

Of course, I’m just saying that, and it feels very good. The only different touch gave me another pleasure.

“Back, I’ll start.”

When I answered with my head, Rana moved her body.

Squeaky, squeaky.

Her soft breasts rubbed against my back. As a result, the micro bikini came off, and her hard nipples touched my back.

“Haa….”

The sensation is too satisfying. The back area is large, so I can hear the wiping sound well, and the ear stimulation is excellent.

“Does it feel good?”

“It’s good.”

“I’ll make you feel even better.”

Swoosh, Rana’s arm stretches forward. My wife wrapped around my upper body in that state, and a slight pressure was felt on my back.

“How is it like this?”

“Good… keep doing it….”

“Yes, dear husband♡”

Rana’s service continues even more.

From top to bottom, from bottom to side. Rana’s huge breasts rubbed against various parts of my back.

It’s not a fierce movement, but the submissive attitude stimulated my body and mind.

“Dear husband. My back is finished too.”

“Did you wipe it thoroughly?”

“Yes. I wiped your sturdy and spacious back thoroughly and meticulously.”

“Then now….”

As I slightly trailed off, Rana came forward as if it were natural.

“Now, I’ll make the front clean too♡”

At that word, my erect penis got even more angry. The thought of wanting to stick it in my wife’s vagina immediately dominated my mind.

“Dear husband. It’s not over yet. Just a little more, please hold on just a little more.”

“…Okay. I’ll hold on, but I don’t know how long I can hold on.”

“Hehe.”

Rana smiled and sat on my lap. As she stuck close, her vagina touched my penis.

“Dear husband’s penis is energetic today too.”

“Who made it that way.”

“Is that someone me?”

“Yeah, it’s you.”

My penis became like this because of my cute and lovely wife.

So….

“So, you’re going to solve it, right?”

“Of course. Because I’m… your wife♡”

Haa, Rana speaking in honorifics is so hot.

“Chulup, ttoojjook….”

“Ttooop, ttooojjook….”

We shared a kiss. A sticky kiss was exchanged.

Meanwhile, Rana’s body was busy.

She rubs my upper body with her chest and stomach that are as close as possible, and stimulates me by wrapping my penis with her thighs and rubbing it gently.

And Rana’s hand.

“How is it?”

“Good… keep doing that.”

She stroked my penis down.

Her skill in stroking my penis is also quite good now. Yesterday was the first time, so there were a few times when I got poked by her fingernails. Of course, it’s unreasonable to say this the day after our first night, but there are many things that have improved.

The stimulation has already continued several times. I’m also slowly reaching my limit.

“Rana, a little harder….”

“Do you think you’re going to cum?”

“Yeah, I think I’m going to cum….”

Tteugeukteugeukteugeukteugeuk!

Rana shook my penis even more vigorously. My penis, soaked in Cowper’s fluid, made a lot of water sounds as a fierce hand job was added.

“Keuk, Rana…!”

A sense of ejaculation rises. My penis twitches and tells me that I’m about to ejaculate.

Just as I was about to cum like that.

Tteubeub….

A sticky sensation tightly constricted my penis.

“Ah….”

I can only make a blank sound at the momentary rush of pleasure.

And soon.

Bureut! Bureureut!! Bureureureut!!

I poured semen deep inside her vagina, into her uterus.

“Dear husband. Today, all of your semen must be shot only into my uterus, bureutbureut. Got it?”

In the midst of intense pleasure, Rana whispered that to me.