Mina's Big Dick Play
Mina's Big Dick Play
"Stay still... I need to wipe it clean..."
Mina tightened her grip on the rag and pressed firmly against the inside of my thigh.
Her touch was cautious at first, but gradually grew bold.
It wasn't just wiping away vomit.
She was unconsciously, driven by instinct, exploring deep into my groin.
Swipe, sweep.
Each time the wet rag rubbed over my pants, a strange sensation, both cold and hot, transmitted through.
Her slender fingers brushed against my testicles, touched my perineum.
Like kneading dough, she softly massaged the tender skin and burrowed inward.
"Huu...!"
My hips jerked involuntarily.
The shampoo scent wafting from Mina's crown and the sweet smell of her skin pierced my nose.
The kneeling posture with her face buried between my legs.
Her lips were right before my genitals.
'Ha... look at this bitch. Is she doing this deliberately?'
I bit my lip and suppressed a groan.
Her fingertip poked the root of my genitals.
And slowly climbed up along the shaft.
Throb.
Each time her touch reached, my dick surged up harder.
The fabric of my pants stretched taut, giving a bursting pressure.
My already tented bulge twitched within her palm.
"Uh...?"
Mina's hand hesitated.
A massive object hardening beneath the rag.
As if to confirm its identity, she spread her fingers wide and grasped the entire shaft.
"Ah..."
A gasp escaped her lips.
Hot and hard.
The throbbing pulse of blood vessels pierced through the rag and transmitted directly to her palm.
She didn't remove her hand.
Rather, with curious eyes, she stared intently at my bulging pants front.
"So... big..."
She muttered as if enchanted.
Her expression was a mix of maiden's unique curiosity and fear, and an inexplicable anticipation.
Her hand moved again.
This time, up and down.
Sweep, sweep.
The hand sweeping down my dick while holding the rag was clumsy but stimulating.
She rubbed the glans part intently, as if trying to memorize its size and shape with her fingertips.
The heat of her palm penetrated the pants fabric.
"Haa... there..."
When I let out a low groan, Mina's shoulders jerked.
She raised her head and met my eyes.
Her face flushed red like a ripe apple, her pupils moistly wet.
She didn't stop her hand.
Rather, more boldly, she pressed her fingertip tightly against the tip of my glans.
She was now like a girl touching a unicorn horn from legend, captivated by awe and desire.
Her fingers tapped the urethral opening over the pants.
I felt pre-cum seeping out, slightly wetting my underwear.
"Really... alive..."
With a dazed expression, she admired the life squirming within her palm.
Our gazes tangled in the air.
No words were spoken, but breathing alone was enough.
She knew.
That I was the man from the news.
And I knew.
That she wouldn't report me right now.
Rather, that she was enjoying this situation.
'I want to fuck her. Right here, right now.'
My mind was filled only with imagination of lifting her skirt and pounding like an animal.
I wanted to take this innocent country girl's first experience.
What expression would she make if I planted my seed in her narrow vaginal hole?
That was when.
Kiiiik.
Outside the shop, the sound of a car tire stepping on gravel was heard.
Headlight beams swept past the window.
"Hek!"
Mina startled and removed her hand.
"Customer! Quickly! Hide inside!"
She urgently grabbed my arm and pulled.
I grabbed my bag and hid my body inside the kitchen, under the counter, as she led.
Thanks to the wooden counter reaching waist height, only the upper body was visible from outside, the lower body perfectly concealed.
I crouched and held my breath.
Mina's butt and thighs were right before my nose.
Clang.
The sliding door opened and a uniformed man entered.
It was Suzuki-san, the neighborhood police officer.
"Hey, Mina-chan. Still not closed?"
He removed his hat and greeted familiarly.
"Ah... yes, Suzuki uncle. Welcome."
Mina forced herself to act calm and greeted him.
But her voice was trembling slightly.
"Father? Already asleep?"
"Yes... he just went up. He drank too much..."
"Ugh. That guy starting again. Anyway, saw the news? Something came over from Korea. Suddenly emergency declared, it's chaos."
The policeman sighed and straddled the counter stool.
"By chance... didn't see any suspicious person? Wearing wet clothes, or speaking Korean."
At his question, Mina's gaze briefly, very briefly, turned toward me crouching beneath her feet.
I was tightly gripping her skirt hem.
Reporting would end it.
But she closed her eyes tightly and opened them.
"No... I haven't seen anyone. There were no customers today at all..."
It was a lie. She had decided to protect me.
"Really? Well, I guess there's no way he'd come to this remote countryside."
The police officer nodded.
"Ah, and sorry about this... since all the nearby restaurants are closed now. Our station chief and some SDF (Self-Defense Forces) guys want to eat some late-night snacks while patrolling later... could you make some side dishes?" "Ah... yes, of course. I'll prepare it right away."
Mina picked up a knife from the cutting board. Just then, the police officer's gaze turned toward the hall table. My leftover sashimi plate and empty beer bottles were scattered there.
"Huh? You said there were no customers, what's that? Someone must have been here." The police officer's eyes sharpened. Mina's back stiffened.
'Dangerous.'
I swallowed hard. If I get caught, it's the end. I have to stay quiet as a mouse until the US military arrives.
But unlike my reason, my cock was acting on its own. Mina's ass swaying right in front of my nose. Her body odor, and the smell of sweat coming out because of the tension. Everything was a detonator.
'Are you scared? Act like a man. You'll never experience a situation like this in your life.'
The devil inside me whispered. That woman who was just fondling my cock a moment ago. Maybe she wants it too. I have to get revenge(?) for the sexual harassment.
"Ah, screw it."
I carefully reached out my hand. I cupped Mina's ample ass flesh in my palm.
"Eep!"
Mina gasped.
"Hm? Mina-chan, what's wrong?"
The police officer asked, puzzled.
"Ah, no! It's nothing! A bug just passed by..."
She hastily made an excuse.
"Ah, that table? That's what my father was eating until just now. He went to sleep without cleaning it up. Hoho..."
She smiled awkwardly and looked down at me. With her eyes, she was pleading, 'Please stop, we're going to get caught!' But her shaking head only stimulated my sadism more. Her desperate expression was too much of a turn-on.
'Sorry, but I can't stop.'
I grinned and pushed my hand deeper. I lifted the hem of her skirt that came down to her knees slightly, and slid my fingers into the inside of her thigh. Warm and soft flesh. She flinched and tried to close her legs, but I didn't stop and went up further.
Thin cotton panties touched my fingertips. They were already soaked wet.
"Hueu..."
Mina bit her lip and swallowed a groan. I pulled the panty elastic to the side and roughly grabbed her wet mound. Then, I brought my middle finger to her slit, right on top of her clitoris.
Squelch.
"Ugh...!" "Mina-chan? Are you sure you're not hurt somewhere? Your face is red."
The police officer asked worriedly.
"Yes, yes... I'm fine... it's just hot because I'm in front of the fire..."
She continued cutting with her trembling hands. Tap, tap, tap. To the rhythm of the cutting board sounds, my fingers also found a rhythm. I rubbed her clitoris in circles, then pressed firmly against the vaginal entrance.
"Hahueun..."
Her legs trembled. But it was a situation where she couldn't stop or make a sound. She was holding onto the counter, barely managing to cook while enduring it.
"Hey, it really is what your father ate. There are even vomit stains on the floor."
The police officer clicked his tongue, pointing at the floor.
"Thanks, Mina-chan. Our station chief will love this. The SDF guys are going crazy saying they're hungry too."
He was smiling brightly, knowing nothing. Meanwhile, under the counter, a Korean runaway stud was ravaging a Japanese virgin's pussy.
"Here... it's all ready..."
Mina held out the plate to Officer Suzuki with trembling hands. Freshly fried Karaage and raw squid. Her face was flushed red as if about to explode, and beads of sweat were forming on her forehead.
"Ooh! Smells amazing! I told you Mina-chan's cooking is the best!"
Suzuki picked up his chopsticks, knowing nothing. While he chewed on the squid, a war between hell and heaven was taking place under the counter.
I now buried my head completely between Mina's legs. Inside her black flare skirt, it was dark and warm. The fishy yet sweet scent of female fluids wafting from her white inner thighs. I hooked the elastic of her panties with my finger and roughly pushed them aside.
Squelch. Squish.
"Hueu...!"
Mina covered her mouth. My middle and ring fingers were digging into her vaginal entrance, scratching her inner walls. Due to the flood of love juices already released, my fingers slipped in and out repeatedly. Every wrinkle of her vagina tried to clamp down on my fingers and not let go.
"Hm? Mina-chan, what's wrong? Does it hurt?"
Suzuki asked worriedly.
"Ah, no... hot oil splashed... huek...!"
She lowered her head, desperately holding back her groan. But when my thumb pressed down on her swollen clitoris and drew circles, her legs trembled like an aspen tree.
'Try to endure it. You can't get caught, right?'
I chuckled inwardly and accelerated my hand movements. I bent my fingers and poked her G-spot repeatedly. Her thigh muscles spasmed, squeezing my head.
"Haaang...♥ Uuuu...♥"
A suppressed moan escaped Mina's lips. She was holding onto the corner of the counter, barely holding on. Her eyes were losing focus, and saliva was pooling at the corner of her mouth. This was the limit.
Chirp—!
At that moment, the walkie-talkie on Suzuki's waist rang noisily.
[Static. Headquarters calling. Unidentified jet ski found on the rocks off Hitakatsu coast! It's a Yamaha model with Korean markings! All units, assemble immediately!]
"What?!"
Suzuki shot up from his seat. He put down his chopsticks and put on his hat.
"Sorry, Mina-chan! They found traces of the culprit! I'll pay later! Thanks for the meal!"
He rushed out of the shop.
Ding!
At the sound of the door closing, Mina's patience snapped as well.
"Aaaaaaang—!!♥ Huaaaa!!♥"
She let out a scream she had been holding back and arched her back like a bow. The moment my fingers struck her deepest point, her vaginal muscles contracted wildly.
Brrrrt! Spurt!
"Kyaaaaak!♥"
A clear liquid sprayed out from her vaginal entrance like a fountain. Shiofuki. An enormous amount of love juice poured down onto my head. Her warm, fishy sexual fluids drenched my hair and face.
"Hah... hah...♥"
Mina's legs gave out and she tried to sit down, but she hung onto the counter and barely held on. I licked the love juice on my face with my tongue. Salty yet sweet taste. Now the intruder was gone.
"Good job. Now I'll give you a reward."
I pushed her soaked panties completely to the side and pushed my face in. Her red petals, still spasming. I stuck my tongue out to that place, glistening with love juices and shiofuki.
Lick. Churp.
"Eep!♥ Th, there... no...♥"
She tried to close her thighs, but I grabbed her ass with both hands and spread them open. I pointed the tip of my tongue and flicked her clitoris like a bounce, then circled around her urethra.
Smack, chuup, chuuuuuup!
"Aaang!♥ Aaang!♥ Your tongue... your tongue is too hot...♥"
I shoved my tongue into her vaginal entrance and scraped her inner walls. The inside of a woman who had just climaxed was like a hot furnace. She was hugging my head, twisting her waist, running toward her second climax. The floor of the Izakaya kitchen was soaked with the flood of love she had released.