Chapter 305: Heart-pounding Massage Season 3 [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 305: Heart-pounding Massage Season 3 [R-18]
Because of the lighting Chinami had deliberately dimmed, the room was so dark it was impossible to see even an inch ahead.
“I’m going to turn the lights up just a little.”
“O-Okay...?”
“Just a tiny bit. Are you not covered with a towel right now?”
“I-I am covered... It’s just, it’s been a while since I’ve had a heart-pounding massage, so I’m embarrassed...”
“Then shall I wait a little while until you’re mentally prepared?”
“No... Renka is waiting, so I don’t want to put it off...”
Chinami was fully aware that the massage was erotic.
So why wasn't she particularly bothered by the idea of me giving one to Renka?
While she wasn't exactly encouraging it, she didn't seem to have much resistance to it, either.
It was highly likely that her threesome experience with Miyuki had helped.
I also couldn't rule out the possibility that, knowing Miyuki was my first girlfriend, she felt she wasn't in a position to object.
She might have the mindset that since she was the one who came in later, it didn't matter what happened.
I hoped Chinami wasn't thinking such negative thoughts.
If I ever saw any hint of it, I would need to have a serious talk with her immediately.
“Alright. I’ll start by kneading your muscles here and there.”
“Okay...”
After turning on the light, I covered Chinami’s back where the towel had slipped.
Then, I began to gently knead the area around her shoulders.
Starting with her shoulders, I moved to her arms, back, and even her head. I slowly massaged everywhere except for her erogenous zones like her neck and other sensitive areas.
“Mmmngh...”
I heard a languid sigh escape Chinami’s lips.
She’s already feeling it. I knew how sensitive her body was, but it was still impressive every time.
Getting back on track, if I wanted to manage these unique heroines, I couldn't afford to be complacent in situations like this.
I had a strong feeling that at some point, I would have to be selfish.
Of course, I was already being selfish as it was.
In our current state, if the strong-willed Miyuki and Renka were to have a threesome, the outcome would be disastrous.
This was only possible now thanks to Renka, who was being trained by me, and the sweet, gentle Chinami... but with Renka and Miyuki, there was too much risk unless I could somehow align their preferences.
The probability of them hurting each other’s feelings was incredibly high.
It wasn't like I could just force them to develop a taste for threesomes like the ones you see on alt accounts...
It would be great if I could instill it in them naturally, but it was so difficult.
It was a thought I’d had before, but I wondered if the free-spirited Hiyori might be the key.
Whatever happened, I had to keep Renka and Chinami close.
That was true now more than ever, and it would be true in the future as well.
“Nngh...”
A drowsy sigh suddenly came from below me.
It seemed she was getting sleepy as I repeated the simple massage while lost in my thoughts.
Snapping out of my reverie, I firmly pressed the side of Chinami’s breast, which was slightly squished against the bed.
“Mmph...!”
Chinami let out her unique moan, her whole body twitching.
Her legs spread apart, and I could see the tops of her feet, peeking out from under the towel, stretching out completely.
It was time to begin.
With that thought, I deliberately tapped her ribs, making sure she could feel my touch.
“I-Is it already time to turn over...?”
Chinami asked first, seeming to know what I was about to say.
I smoothed out her disheveled hair and spoke.
“Yes. I’ll get you a manner towel.”
“Okay...”
As I took out a new towel and spread it wide, I heard a rustling sound from the bed.
Then came Chinami’s cautious voice.
“I’m ready...”
“Okay. I’m covering you now.”
“Okaay...”
Swoosh.
As the towel covered her front, Chinami seemed to find some sense of security, and her heavy breathing through her nose subsided a little.
Looking down at her, tense and excited at the same time, I let out a small smile and spoke in a gentle tone.
“Shall we spread your legs a little?”
“L-Like this?”
“Yes. Perfect.”
The best position for touching her groin was the frog pose, where the space between the legs forms a diamond shape... but Chinami would be embarrassed, so I’d skip it.
I could touch her just fine without it.
“A-Are you finally starting?”
On the table in the corner of the room was the oil.
As I picked it up, Chinami asked her question, and I nodded.
“That’s right.”
“Should I cover my mouth...?”
Cover her mouth?
At first, I didn't understand what she meant, but then it clicked.
Chinami was worried that Renka, who was outside, might hear her moans.
Such a perverted attitude, as if she knew exactly what would happen to her once the oil massage began.
With a gentle smile, I tapped Chinami’s collarbone and replied.
“You can do as you please.”
“Okay... I’d like a new towel, if you don’t mind.”
“Why a new towel?”
“To bite on.”
She seemed worried about her moans escaping, but would biting a towel really help?
I was skeptical, but I decided to do as she wished.
I rolled up a new towel and brought it to her lips. She opened her mouth and bit down on it firmly.
Then, as if to say she was ready, she nodded at me.
Her gaze was incredibly determined. It wasn't like she was about to undergo major surgery in the old days...
Still, it was cute.
Letting out a chuckle, I pulled the towel down just enough to reveal her upper chest, had her take her arms out, then opened the oil and tilted the bottle.
Drip, drip. A clear liquid fell onto her arm.
“Mmph...”
Did the sensation feel strange after so long?
Chinami made a cute sound through her nose.
Seeing her fists clench and her arms go rigid, I asked.
“Are you okay?”
She answered by simply nodding her head.
I gently wiped away the cold sweat beading on her forehead with a small towel and began to properly massage her arms.
Sliiide, sliiide.
I placed my hands on the oiled spot and moved them slowly up and down in wide strokes, creating friction from that point to her entire arm.
Once the oil was sufficiently absorbed, I continued the massage by pressing down from her shoulder to her wrist, using only acupressure.
“Hnnghmm...”
An exclamation I’d never heard from Chinami before hit my ears.
Her eyes were completely glazed over as she closed her eyelids. Was she feeling comfortable?
Her moans were surprisingly arousing. Maybe having her bite down on something once in a while wasn't such a bad idea.
After spending three minutes slathering Chinami’s arms with oil, I lifted the towel covering her lower body up to her waist.
“Heh...?”
Chinami gasped.
She must have been startled by me lifting the towel without any warning.
“I’m going to massage your legs.”
After reassuring her, I dripped oil onto her thigh.
Again, the drip, drip sound, and the thin, viscous liquid trickled down the curve of her thigh onto the bed.
Chinami’s legs trembled with every drop of oil, and the moment my hand touched her leg, she curled her toes adorably.
Her legs looked a little thinner than before... It seemed she’d lost some weight.
It didn't matter since she still looked great, but I was a little... just a tiny bit disappointed.
I’d have to feed her lots of snacks to keep her plump.
Sliiide, sliiide.
As I pushed my hands up her legs, which had a larger surface area than her arms, Chinami’s knee lifted slightly when she felt my touch on her inner thigh.
I glanced up to see her reaction and found her covering her face with her arm.
It seemed she was already starting to feel it. I slid my fingers toward the groin of the woman who was still biting down hard on the towel.
“Hyaah...!”
Along with her unique, sensual moan, her legs spread even wider.
Her reaction was fantastic, probably because it had been a while.
I’d stop the fake massage here and move straight to foreplay.
Climbing onto the bed and positioning myself between Chinami’s legs, I took her by surprise as I gently stroked both sides of her groin with my thumbs, as if brushing past them.
I didn't forget to angle my hands so that only my fingernails lightly grazed her plump labia.
“Mmph...! Huu...”
Chinami reacted instantly as I touched the extremely sensitive area.
I could feel her legs, her oil-slick arms gathered near her chest, tensing up.
“How is it? Are you okay?”
At my soft question, Chinami shook her head from side to side.
Contrary to her gesture indicating she wasn't okay, her legs had spread a little wider, so much so that her ankles were hanging off the bed.
She was flexing and pointing her feet, not knowing what to do with them.
I patted the thigh of the woman who was expressing her pleasure with her entire body, and this time, I decided to raise the intensity a bit.
Leaning forward, I reached deep and slid my hand under the strap of her disposable panties. Pretending to massage her lower abdomen, I brought my hand up to her mons pubis and applied firm pressure with my fingertips.
“Mmph...!”
With each press, Chinami’s body twitched slightly. Her skin grew softer in real-time, and her body temperature rose.
As the pleasure intensified, she was growing accustomed to my touch.
Hot breaths escaped from Chinami’s small, pert nose.
Feeling that long exhale tickle my hair and forehead, I gently tapped her vulva with my index finger.
“Ooh...!”
Chinami’s pelvis slowly lifted and then lowered.
I could feel a slickness even from my index finger.
She was already considerably wet.
To be this wet from just a light touch... Chinami must have been holding a lot in.
How should I help her release her sexual desire?
As I pondered that pleasant dilemma, I changed my position.
Wrapping my arms around the back of Chinami, who looked to be struggling but was in fact incredibly aroused, I helped her sit up. As she leaned back against me limply, I settled in behind her.
It was better to do something we’d done before rather than try a new form of foreplay.
I’d use a winning pattern first and then try something different later.
The tried-and-true method is called that for a reason, after all.
Tap.
Resting my chin on her soft, white shoulder, I got into position. Pressing my cheek firmly against hers, I began to move my hands.