Chapter 193: A Sexy Christmas Memory #4 [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 193: A Sexy Christmas Memory #4 [R-18]
Miyuki’s chin tucked in sharply as her hips lifted slightly before settling back down.
“Mmph...!”
It was the same for Chinami.
As if enjoying the hand gently caressing her groin, she thrust her pelvis forward once, just like Miyuki.
The two women receiving my massage were still pressed close together.
But they couldn't bring themselves to look at each other.
I figured it was because they were too embarrassed, too ashamed to meet the other's gaze.
“Hah...!”
As I gently placed the first knuckle of my finger against Chinami’s wet entrance, curling and uncurling it, a fine tremor ran through her body.
She squeezed her legs together, twisting them back and forth.
She looked as if she might lose control at any moment. It was just like Chinami, whose body was far more sensitive than Miyuki’s.
I continued to silently pleasure them both, bringing them to short bursts of orgasm.
“Ma-Matsuda-kun...”
Miyuki, her cheeks flushed, called my name in a fading voice. I turned to look at her.
“Yeah.”
“P-please... stop...”
“Why.”
“...Just stop... please...”
Was she telling me to stop because if I kept going, she’d want to do it again?
Shrugging, I cupped my hand over Miyuki’s mons pubis and pressed down gently a few times.
“Ah...! Ah!”
Miyuki flinched, letting out intermittent moans.
With that, I finished the massage and gave her a soft kiss on the forehead.
“Ngh...!”
Seeing this, Chinami pulled the blanket over herself.
It seemed she was overcome with shyness, watching us be affectionate right in front of her.
Her messy pink hair peeking out was utterly adorable. I kissed the crown of her head, too.
Then, I carefully covered her exposed lower body.
Now, what to do?
Both of them were aroused, but they seemed hesitant to go any further.
With someone else right there, they couldn't moan freely. And now that the peak of their climax had passed and their reason was returning, they were probably feeling overwhelmed.
“Um... Nanase-senpai.”
While I was lost in thought, Miyuki suddenly turned on her side and called out to Chinami.
In response, Chinami’s body, hidden under the blanket, trembled violently.
“Ye-yes...?”
Chinami answered, the blanket pulled up right below her eyes.
Miyuki, pursing her lips shyly, asked.
“Well... would you like to wash up first...?”
“Ah... Junior Hanazawa, you can go first...”
“Then, shall I go to the bathroom first...?”
“Yes...”
“Okay...”
Giving Chinami an awkward smile, Miyuki gathered her scattered panties and pants, pulling them on before extending a hand to me.
I took her hand and helped her up. I told Chinami to wait a moment and walked Miyuki to the bathroom.
Saying she was going to wash up was as good as saying the threesome was over.
But that wasn't Miyuki's intention when she brought up the shower.
She’d said that as a way of telling me to comfort the extremely embarrassed Chinami.
“...Well... I’ll be back after I wash up.”
Miyuki, with her wide and gentle heart, looked especially beautiful today.
I kissed her forehead once more and asked.
“Want me to draw you a bath?”
“No... it’s okay.”
“You should take your clothes off before you go in. What if they get wet?”
“What are you talking about...? There are hangers...”
Miyuki scoffed lightly and glanced toward Chinami before clearing her throat and closing the bathroom door.
Just then, Chinami, who had been spying on Miyuki and me, grunted as she pushed herself up.
“Junior... umm...”
She had a lot to say, but the words wouldn't come out.
I walked over to Chinami and sat down beside her.
“You were pretty shocked today, weren't you?”
“...I-I couldn’t help but be shocked...”
“I’m sorry. Could you come over here for a second?”
“N-no way...!”
“You don’t like me?”
“No...! I never said that, how dare you twist my words...! You’re quite a negative person, Junior...!”
Being alone with me must have put her a little at ease.
Enough to grumble like that, at least.
I smoothed down the stray hairs sticking out from her head and said.
“It’s a problem that your panties and pants got wet.”
“Mhph!? Please don’t say it so bluntly...!”
“Alright. When Master goes to take her shower, I’ll call the front desk and ask them to buy some for you. Is white okay?”
“Wh-white... is fine, but... they’ll buy things like that for you at the front desk...?”
“If not, I’ll go buy them myself.”
“Ah, yes... please do...”
She didn’t seem to wonder why I wasn’t calling right now.
Letting out a small laugh, I moved behind Chinami.
Then I wrapped my arms around her from behind and slipped my hand under the blanket covering her body.
“Eek!?”
Chinami flinched the moment my hand touched her completely bare lower half.
I slowly stroked the sides of her labia with my thumb and forefinger.
“Heeek!?”
Letting out one of her signature bizarre gasps, Chinami’s back sank deep into my chest.
Feeling the thick, viscous fluid coat my fingertips, I caressed her damp skin and asked.
“You like it when I touch you here, don’t you?”
“Hoot...! D-don’t...! How can a person be so lewd... Mmmph...!”
Chinami’s ears turned bright red.
She bit down hard on her lower lip, her legs kicking restlessly.
It was proof that she was getting aroused at a rapid pace.
I stuck out my tongue and lightly flicked Chinami’s earlobe as she tried desperately to suppress her excitement.
Then, as she shuddered, I blew a soft breath into her ear.
Schlick-!
And pushed my middle finger deep between her legs.
“Hyaaaah...?”
A cute sound, like a kitten hissing, escaped Chinami’s lips.
Below, a warm liquid gushed out, soaking my palm before dripping down.
She had come, just like that. From a single finger.
This is what I love about Chinami.
No matter what I do, she gives the most amazing reactions.
I pressed my lips to the back of her neck and sucked gently on her lovely skin.
“Ngh!? J-Juniooor...! You can’t do tha—!”
“Why not? I want to.”
“You can’t...! You can’...!”
I had a very fun time with Chinami, whose words were already slurring.
There’s no need to use words to comfort someone.
Would Miyuki scold me if she found out?
No, she might have even expected this to happen.
* * *
After being told by the hotel staff that they didn't run errands, I returned from buying disposable underwear and a pair of training pants. Chinami had already finished her shower and was sitting face-to-face with Miyuki, chatting.
The moment I opened the door and walked in, both of them fell silent in perfect unison.
I had lingered outside for quite a while, so they must have talked a lot.
I was curious about what they’d discussed, but seeing their expressions, I was certain it wasn't anything bad for me or for them.
Sometimes, it’s more helpful not to pry into secrets.
This seemed to be one of those times, so I decided to let it go.
“All washed up?”
“...Yes.”
“Here, wear this.”
I handed Chinami the underwear and a pair of training pants with a teddy bear on them. She bowed her head in thanks and began to fidget under the blanket, getting dressed.
Meanwhile, Miyuki rustled as she got up and began to play with my damp hair.
“Matsuda-kun, why is your hair wet? Did you shower?”
“Yeah. In the gym’s shower room.”
“Ah... I see... We’re going home now, right...?”
“We should. I’ll drop Master off first.”
“Did you bring your car...?”
“I called a designated driver while I was out buying clothes. He’s in front of the hotel now.”
“...You’re very thorough, aren’t you...? Isn’t it drunk driving if you drive now?”
“It’s been six hours, so it should all be out of my system.”
“S-six hours...? Has it really been that long...?”
“Yep.”
“I see...”
Miyuki’s expression, as she accepted my answer with a puzzled look, had softened considerably.
The tension seemed to have eased a bit now that we were finally going home.
I spotted a black plastic bag in the corner of the room.
I realized it must be the bag containing Chinami’s wet underwear and pants.
Miyuki probably put them in there for her.
Once Chinami was dressed and had grabbed the bag, she signaled that she was ready. I led the two of them out of the room.
The two women followed me closely as I walked ahead.
They were whispering something. They weren't talking bad about me, were they?
After checking out, we got into the car without a word.
As we drove to Chinami’s place, I glanced at the rearview mirror.
Chinami was clutching the black bag tightly to her chest, her eyes darting between the driver’s seat and the passenger’s seat.
A million different thoughts seemed to be running through her head.
Deciding I needed to break the awkward atmosphere that had returned, I spoke to Chinami.
“Do the clothes fit okay?”
Startled, she nodded her head frantically.
“Ye-yes... Thank you... I’ll wash them and give them back to you tomorrow...”
“You don’t have to. Miyuki and I can’t wear them anyway, so you should just keep them, Master.”
“Then I should pay you...”
“It’s fine.”
“But still...”
“It’s really okay, so please don’t feel burdened.”
“...Th-then I’ll gratefully accept them... As thanks, I’ll bring the most delicious peaches next week... It would be nice if the three of us could eat them together, with Junior Hanazawa...”
The three of us, not just the two of us...
I guess I can take that to mean today wasn't so bad after all.
“Okay. Let’s definitely eat them together next week.”
“Yes...”
The hotel was close to Chinami’s home, so we arrived at her apartment building quickly.
“Well then... you two get home safely...”
Chinami got out of the car and bowed nearly ninety degrees to say goodbye.
Without waiting for a response from me or Miyuki, she practically fled into the building. I watched until she disappeared from sight before starting the car again.
Then, I was about to say something to Miyuki, but—
“Today...”
“D-don’t bring this up for a while...”
She cut me off urgently.
It seemed she was so embarrassed at the thought of mentioning it that she wanted to crawl into a hole.
Tomorrow is the weekend, but she’ll probably need some time to think by herself, right?
So I guess I shouldn't take her to my place today.
“Alright.”
We then arrived at Miyuki’s house.
Miyuki looked at the completely dark house, then turned back to me and said.
“Well... I’m going now...? Call me when you get home...”
I didn’t answer, instead locking the car doors.
Miyuki, whose hand was on the door handle, turned her head very slowly toward me.
“...Wh-what are you doing...?”
“I’m not ready for it to be over.”
“What’s not over...?”
She’s just pretending not to know.
I gave Miyuki, whose eyes were wide, a sly grin and moved to the already folded-down back seat.
Then I gently pulled on the arm of Miyuki, who was swallowing hard.
“Ma-Matsuda-kun...! We’re right in front of my house...!”
“It’s not our first time. Besides, it’s the middle of the night. If you’re really that nervous, I’ll make it quick.”
“.....”
Miyuki was rendered speechless.
Though her words were a protest, I could see a subtle hint of anticipation in her eyes in the dim light of the car.
Both Miyuki and Chinami seem to be taking this whole thing in stride...
For now, can I call today a success?
There was still something left to do.
Even though Miyuki had climaxed two or three times today, there was bound to be a lingering feeling of emptiness.
It was inevitable, since the affection meant for her had been divided with Chinami.
I’ll fill that void for her now. With everything I have.
With that thought, I pulled Miyuki down on top of me.