Chapter 72: The Girl Group Leader and the Massage (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 72: The Girl Group Leader and the Massage (2)
“Why don’t you start by lying face down in a comfortable position?”
“Okay.”
First, we changed positions.
Rize stretched her model-slim legs out across the sofa and lay down, showing me her back.
“Is this okay?”
Her long, wine-colored hair cascaded down, and her voluminous hips and pelvis, pressing against her tight skinny jeans, created an alluring silhouette.
I found myself momentarily captivated by that beautiful rear view.
Jackpot.
She had the legs and hips of a professional model. Just lying there on the sofa, she looked like she was posing for a high-end pictorial.
I suppose being the leader of a girl group isn't for just anyone; even those simple jeans looked incredibly stylish on her.
Good lord. Were jeans always this sexy?
She wasn't even exposing any skin, yet I could hardly contain myself looking at the seductive lines of her lower body. Even her ankles, peeking out from the hem of the skinny jeans, were sexy.
…I couldn't hold back anymore.
“I’ll start with your legs.”
Rize was the tallest member of the group. Because of that, her lower body was her most charming feature, boasting a perfect fit whenever she wore skinny jeans or stockings.
As if handling a work of art, I began by stroking her beautiful hips and moved down the length of her well-proportioned legs.
It was strange. How could she feel so smooth and soft even through the denim?
I wanted to strip those jeans off right now and feast on the flesh beneath, but I had to wait for the right moment.
“Whew….”
For now, I focused on a light warm-up.
To be honest, it wasn't like I had learned massage professionally or possessed some incredible skill, but there was one thing I trusted.
It was my specific trait.
<Lewd Touch LV.2>
* The level of this trait increases the more it is used.
* Any female you touch will experience sexual arousal.
Before this skill, all women were equal. Even a girl group leader couldn't escape it.
“You’re really tense here.”
Rub, rub.
I stroked the girl group leader’s beautiful thighs. As if trying to seduce her, I used lingering, sticky movements to work out the knots in her muscles.
“How is it? The massage isn't bad, right?”
“Yes… it’s good.”
Her voice was calm as usual, but I noticed a strange heat bleeding into it. It was a clear sign that Rize was starting to feel good under my touch. Having confirmed her reaction, my movements began to grow more suggestive.
Press!
“H-ah…!?”
A short cry, a mix of surprise and shock, escaped her. It was a moan triggered by my fingers suddenly pressing firmly against a sensitive part of her thigh.
I played innocent and spoke up.
“Oh. You’re pretty tight right here.”
“Oppa… a little gentler, please….”
“I can’t. I have to do it like this to work out the muscle.”
In truth, I had no idea if that was true. But since my priority was touching Rize’s body, I just made up a random excuse. Rize seemed to have no rebuttal and surrendered her body to my touch once more.
Slide, slide.
Ah, this soft yet firm texture. I wanted to touch her like this forever.
As the one giving the massage, I was the one feeling ecstatic. Kneading Rize’s legs to my heart’s content made me feel like I was floating on air. If I had to rate it, this was a three-star Michelin experience.
“Hng….”
As I became completely immersed in the massage, Rize’s reactions began to shift. If her moans had initially been out of physical relief, they were now laced with a slightly lewd, nasal tone.
In turn, I felt my own cock growing larger. Meanwhile, my hands didn't stop.
Knead, squeeze.
“Haah… hng….”
Rize parted her lips and exhaled. Her moans were far sexier than before. It seemed she had become aroused quickly, likely due to the effect of my trait.
“I can knead a bit harder, right?”
She had already given me permission. So, I massaged her everywhere. Her thighs, her pelvis, and from her waist all the way up to her armpits. I pressed down firmly with my hands, ensuring there wasn't a single spot my touch didn't reach.
I could see the face of the usually calm and composed girl group leader melting into a dazed expression.
“Haah… Oppa. It feels so good….”
She didn't reject my hands as they roamed over her entire body. Instead, she looked focused, as if losing track of time in this sticky act.
“It doesn't hurt, does it? Should I go a bit easier?”
“……No. Please, keep going just like this.”
The atmosphere grew even thicker. A subtle current was flowing between us. I was certain it wasn't just my imagination.
“Haah. Mmm.”
Because Rize’s whimpers had turned quite needy. Those moans, mixed with a slight nasal tone, were so incredibly sexy that I ended up fully erect.
Under my practiced touch, Rize’s eyes narrowed, and her body temperature began to rise. The nape of her neck glistened. Glancing over, I saw she was breaking into a light sweat.
“Are you hot? Should I turn on the AC?”
“No. Just keep going….”
She urged me on, as if she didn't want to break the flow. I was more than happy to continue.
“I’ll do your hips and waist next.”
Rize’s alluring hips. It was the area that always drew the most attention whenever she danced on stage.
I moved both hands to gently stroke her lovely hips and waist, which curved out beneath her tight skinny jeans. There was no longer any need to hide my ulterior motives. My touch, which could hardly be called a massage anymore, lingered over her waist and pelvis.
Then, I slowly moved further down.
“I’ll do here, too.”
“Okay….”
My next destination was Rize’s feet. You can’t skip them during a full-body massage. I pulled off her furry slippers and boldly yanked off the white socks she was wearing.
“……♡”
The bare feet of a girl group leader. Her elegantly extended toes had a sexy curve to them. I could see faint blue veins on the bridge of her feet.
I meticulously kneaded her feet, which felt strangely sensual, and finished the massage by stroking down her beautiful ankles.
As my hands pulled away, Rize lifted her head.
“Is it over?”
Her eyes looked disappointed, as if something was lacking. She didn't say anything more, but her eyes were slightly moist and carried a lewd energy.
Looking up at me with that gaze, Rize…
“...Why? Do you want me to do more?”
“...Yes.”
The flow of the air changed strangely again. A lewd, pink atmosphere began to bloom. There was no way she didn't know what this heavy atmosphere implied, yet Rize waited for my response without saying anything else.
“Mmm.”
I realized an important fact right then. In moments like this, the man has to take the lead. If I just let this pass after seeing that look in her eyes, Rize might actually be disappointed.
I could feel it. The feeling…
It was a strange certainty, similar to what I felt right before having sex with Sera for the first time. A conviction that, in this atmosphere, having sex with Rize was possible.
Of course, it might just be my delusion.
Is it really possible?
I had sex with Rize before, but that was through the power of Common Sense Alteration. Strictly speaking, we hadn't had sex as a man and a woman yet.
I had been trying to set the mood and gauge her reaction for that "official" first experience, and thanks to the massage, the atmosphere was heated. You could say I was riding a good wave.
The mood was naturally leading toward a sexual relationship… but I still wasn't 100% sure.
“Oppa. Is the massage over? Should I get up?”
Ugh. She slipped into informal speech. Seeing Rize’s slightly provocative eyes, my dick screamed at me. It told me to show her what’s what.
“No? Who said it was over?”
“Then?”
“I’m going to do it more seriously now.”
I decided to be a bit more daring. I would skip the middle steps and go straight for progress. Whether she read the determination in my eyes or not, Rize stared at me as if waiting for something.
“…….”
My heart hammered with nerves. But I had already made up my mind.
“Will you take off your pants?”
……Was that too sudden? Even I thought that line skipped too much.
Rize suddenly let out a hollow laugh.
“Take off my pants? All of a sudden?”
“No, I just thought… maybe it would be better to get the massage with your clothes off from here on….”
Rize stared at me with blank eyes at my words. Just as I was thinking, 'This isn't it,' Rize clutched her stomach and burst out laughing.
“Pfft, ahaha… Oppa, are you filming a porn?”
“I-Is that not it?”
“No. It was actually kind of fresh, so I liked it.”
Rize was still smiling. My heart melted at that beautiful eye smile.
“Do you like roleplaying like that?”
Only then did I realize. A line like that only works when Sera is under hypnosis or when Common Sense Alteration is active; to the current Rize, it must have been incredibly out of the blue. It wasn't like we were in a hentai.
My face flushed at my mistake.
“Should we just do it normally?”
“No. Do whatever you want, Oppa.”
“Are you sure? Even so?”
At my question, Rize looked at me with a face as calm as a still lake.
“Yes. And, it’s my first time.”
“Huh?”
“I mean, I did it with you back then… but that was Sex Education, right? This is the first time I’m consenting to a man like this.”
Rize’s sudden confession came with a calm eye smile, as if she were determined to break my heart. I already knew Rize was a virgin, but hearing it from her own lips made something boil up inside my chest.
“…Is it okay if it’s me?”
“Yes. If it’s you, Oppa, it’s fine.”
An unwavering answer. This time, Rize asked back.
“What about you, Oppa? Do you want to keep going?”
“Of course I do.”
“Okay then.”
Rize narrowed her eyes and spoke as if whispering in my ear.
“Go ahead and try the ‘next stage’ of the massage you want.”