Chapter 255: Renka's First Experience #2 [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 255: Renka's First Experience #2 [R-18]
“The TV…”
Renka’s desperate voice was muffled by the back of her hand covering her mouth.
I pressed down firmly on the prominent hip bones on either side of her half-exposed pelvis.
“Hh…!”
As she held back a moan, I gently caressed her cheek and asked.
“What about the TV?”
“Turn it off…”
“Do you prefer it quiet?”
“…N-No… just leave it on…”
Her eyes darted around as she corrected herself. It seemed she’d decided that some noise was better than complete silence.
“Alright. I’ll leave it on.”
“T-Turn off the lights, too…”
“The switch is next to you, Captain. You can turn it off yourself. It’s hard for me to reach from here.”
“What am I supposed to do… You turn it off…”
Such a demanding slave.
“Are you going to keep talking back to me?”
“What are you—!”
Why did Renka look so beautiful, whining so fiercely?
I kissed her collarbone as she panted, then said in a low tone.
“You turn it off.”
A shiver ran through Renka’s body as if she’d gotten goosebumps.
She didn’t protest the informal speech, so she must have liked the sound of my low, deep voice.
In the end, she pressed the light switches on the wall above the nightstand one by one, turning off the bedroom lights herself. All the while, she mumbled under her breath like someone with a long list of complaints.
“Is that better?”
In response to my gentle question, Renka let out a sharp hyak! and gave the tiniest of nods.
I tapped her hips and continued.
“Lift your hips a little.”
“Why…”
“So I can take off your skirt.”
“…No.”
“Then we’ll do it like this?”
“W-Wait…! I’ll lift them…!”
She always has to resist at least once.
Relying on the light spilling from the TV, I finished what I had started.
I grabbed the hem of the skirt resting on her hips and pulled with a bit of force. With a soft rustle, the skirt slid down Renka’s long, slender legs.
I carefully placed it under the bed, then pulled the blanket over her. Her breathing had become incredibly fast as I began to gently, almost massagingly, knead her waist.
“Ah… Mmm…”
Her body twitched every time I touched her impossibly soft waist.
Even from outside the blanket, I could tell her legs were gradually spreading apart in response to my touch.
“Are you scared, by any chance?”
“W-Who would be scared of the likes of you…!”
“Good enough for me.”
Renka, who had been staring at the wall with her head turned away, finally looked at me.
A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes, likely because she found it strange that I, who was usually so glib, would agree so readily.
I met her gaze and gave her a gentle smile.
“Does it feel good?”
“I-I don’t know… Not really…”
“It seems like it does.”
“No…! Don’t get the wrong idea… Heut…!”
Renka let out a coquettish moan as I stroked the side of her gluteus maximus.
I chuckled softly and noticed that the bedsheet near her waist was incredibly wrinkled. It was a clear sign that she had been gripping it tightly.
Renka has a tremendous amount of pride.
She’s soft on the inside, but on the outside, she’s anything but.
She was also far more nervous now than Miyuki or Chinami had been during their first times.
If I tried to insert myself in this state, the vague fear of a first sexual experience would fill Renka’s mind with all sorts of negative thoughts. Worse, the immense tension it created would cause her to clench up tightly, regardless of her own will.
I wanted her first time to be free of painful memories, leaving only good feelings behind. That was my wish, and it was the same sentiment I’d had with Miyuki and Chinami.
Of course, I deserved to be satisfied, too.
In any case, to resolve this, I needed to ease Renka’s tension and heighten her arousal. Foreplay alone had its limits, so I decided to try and calm her troubled mind with gentle conversation.
Having made up my mind, I lay down beside Renka, sharing the same blanket, and placed a hand on her lower abdomen. Then, as if lulling a child to sleep, I began to pat her in a slow rhythm. Pat, pat.
“W-What are you doing…” Renka asked, suspicious of why I had suddenly lessened the intensity of my caresses.
I pressed my lips to her arm, which was covered by her sleeve, and answered.
“You looked tired.”
“What are you talking about… Why would I be tired…”
“You’re sweating a lot.”
“I’ve always been a sweaty person…!”
“I know. Then let’s just stay like this for a moment.”
“Whatever…”
“There you go, grumbling again.”
“I’m only like this with you… Only with a piece of trash like you… Ah…!”
She flinched again mid-sentence. She must have felt my hand move a little lower from her abdomen.
“Thank you for the special treatment.”
“You delusional freak… I really hate people like you who are so thick-skinned…”
When you say things like that in a voice completely devoid of sincerity, I have no choice but to take it as the exact opposite.
“I like you too, Captain.”
“What are you saying…! Stop being so shameless…!”
Renka’s already red face was turning an even deeper shade of crimson.
To have such a reaction just from hearing me say I like her… Our Renka is a promising rookie with potential that makes me look forward to the future.
Resting my chin on her shoulder, I slid my hand down to just above her mons pubis and spoke.
“Should I take off my shirt?”
“Y-Your… shirt…?”
“Yes.”
“Why… do you have to…? You don’t have to take it off…”
“I’d like it if I did.”
“……”
“You’ll take it off for me, right?”
“……”
“Take it off for me.”
As I persistently urged her to undress in a consistently gentle voice, Renka, who had been hesitating, suddenly pulled the blanket all the way over her head. Then, she began to rustle around under it for a while.
She was taking off her top.
Even so, she didn’t even think of pushing away my hand, which was still resting on her lower body. She must be feeling a sense of security, which was a good sign.
Soon, Renka’s hand emerged from under the blanket.
She tossed her discarded top to me and poked just her head out, looking at me and snapping.
“There, are you happy now…?”
The sight was so incredibly cute and pretty that I broke into a wide smile. Renka bit her lip and continued.
“You fucking pervert…”
The curse was loaded with all sorts of emotions. None of them genuine, of course.
I answered with a smile and applied a little pressure with the hand resting on her lower region.
A moan, Heut…!, escaped Renka’s lips.
At the same time, I felt a yielding sensation under my fingertips. Her tense muscles had relaxed, her skin becoming soft.
Proof that her tension was gone.
I gave Renka’s pale lips a light kiss and resumed the foreplay I had paused.
I pressed on her mons pubis, then slid my arm further down to touch the inside of her parted thighs. Using the side of my hand and my entire forearm, I brushed from her inner thigh to her labia, gauging her reaction.
“Hah…!”
Just as Renka let out a delicate cry and tried to close her legs slightly, I gently pressed the hard, concave part of my wrist against her vulva.
“Aah…! W-Wait…!”
Hearing her urgent cry, I stopped without hesitation. I went back to patting her lower abdomen, reassuring her with my actions that I would never force her.
It was like training her. A gentle kind of conditioning, but this much was enough to calm Renka’s psyche.
“Hooo…”
Just as I expected, after repeating this a few times, Renka let out a long exhale through her nose. I could feel the muscles all over her body relax even more, becoming pleasant to the touch.
Her panties were already soaked. But it still wasn’t enough.
With one finger, I slowly traced the line of her panties stretched across her groin, then called her name.
“Captain.”
“What is it now…!”
Her reply was a mixture of annoyance and aegyo. She seemed a little irritated that I might be stopping while she was in the middle of enjoying it.
I let out a small laugh, glanced once at Renka who was clutching the blanket over her chin, and then slipped my entire body under the covers.
“Eut…!?”
I heard Renka’s surprised gasp as she saw me moving toward her lower body.
I gently caressed her legs as they started to tense up again, letting her know it was okay.
Then, deliberately making loud rustling sounds as skin and linen brushed together, I carefully parted Renka’s legs and settled myself between them.
I tickled one of her thighs near her Y-zone with all my fingers.
“Hyaat…!”
Renka’s thin voice came from outside the blanket.
She bent the knee of the leg I was caressing, raising it up, and slightly lifted the blanket she was holding.
“Hey…! What are you doing…!”
I didn’t answer. Instead, I lowered my head, pressed my lips to her inner thigh, and sucked hard.
“Hyaaaht…!!”
Renka’s body trembled more violently than it had at any point until now.
Not stopping there, I stuck out my tongue and moved it across her pale, trembling leg, touching her with just the very tip.
“Hyak…! W-Wait a minute…! Hey…!”
Renka’s urgent calls came as she realized the wet, warm, and ticklish sensation was getting closer and closer to her private parts.
I took hold of both her hands, which had come down at some point, and, as if to make sure the flustered girl could hear, I pressed my lips against her leg and made loud sucking sounds.
And then,
“Ah…! W-Why there… Wait…”
Ignoring Renka’s attempts to stop me, I brought the tip of my tongue to her groin and licked the area softly.
“Hyaaaaang…!”
An incredible moan. Her hips bucked wildly at the same time.
I could feel Renka’s underwear, pressed against my cheek, growing hotter and wetter.
She’d gotten off a little. From just that.
It was partly the ticklish sensation, but I think the sheer embarrassment of having the area near her precious parts caressed by a tongue instead of a hand sent her arousal skyrocketing in an instant.
Her master is doing all this for her, and instead of being grateful, she climaxes.
A wicked slave. You can bet I’ll be getting my payment for this after your first experience is over.
“Hoot… Hooo…”
Pulling my face away from between Renka’s trembling thighs, I climbed on top of her and this time, began to lick her upper body with my mouth.