Chapter 24. I’ll Wash Master’s Cock Clean with Aria’s Pussy…♡
The warm stream from the shower hose ran down my hair, then over my shoulders, and along the line of my back.
The bathroom was thick with steam, and though it was warm enough in there, Rosenberg’s body heat pressed against my back was even hotter.
No, to be exact, it was the cock wedged between the cleft of my ass, grinding there with a languid, relentless heat that felt like it could burn my skin.
“Haaah… ah… nhh…♡”
Every time Rosenberg shifted her upper body as if to wash the soap from my back, the cock rooted between my cheeks kept rubbing up and down against me.
Thanks to the slippery lather, that enormous pillar glided over my soft flesh with obscene ease.
The hard, swollen tip of the glans pressed hard against my tailbone as it slid past, then burrowed deep into the crease of my ass and brushed teasingly along the soaked entrance of my pussy.
“Ahh…♡ W-wait… move away…♡”
“What’s wrong, Aria? I still haven’t washed off all the soap. Hold still.”
Her hand clamped firmly around my waist, and I couldn’t take a single step forward. The more I struggled and twisted, the more shameless and persistent the friction of that cock against my ass became.
It was too hot, too hard. Its overwhelming presence felt like someone had taken a metal club out of the fire and dragged it across my skin.
Each time that massive thing pressed and slid over the flesh of my ass, a sharp shiver shot up from the depths of my lower belly and raced along my spine.
“Nnngh…♡ Hah…♡ Ahh…♡”
I bit down hard on my lip and tried to swallow the moans, but it was no use. Through the sound of running water, my plaintive cries kept slipping out helplessly.
My body was already so sensitized from being caught masturbating that even the slightest friction against the surface of my skin sent it blazing.
“My, my, our little female. I’m only washing your back, and you’re already trembling like that?”
The breath against my ear made a chill run over my skin. And then one of the hands that had been holding my waist slid slowly forward.
“Shouldn’t I wash here too?”
“Hiiik…♡ D-don’t…♡”
Her hand was still covered in plenty of suds. Without giving me a moment to refuse, her fingers dove straight between my legs and covered my pussy.
“Hkyaaahhh♥ Haaang…♡ Nnh, ahh…♡”
The instant her fingertips touched the swollen flesh around my pussy, I let out a beastlike groan and started trembling all over.
If she had touched me roughly, I would have fought back. But her touch was gentle and delicate, as though she were washing an infant.
The fingers slick with soap caressed my swollen outer lips, circling the tender clit as they washed over it, and the sensation was so maddeningly stimulating it felt like it was melting my brain.
“Haaahh…♡ P-please… don’t touch me…♡”
My legs nearly gave out beneath me, but Rosenberg tightened the arm around my waist and held me up.
“I’m just washing you, and you keep bucking your hips and moaning like that, Aria.”
Rosenberg’s voice from behind me was languid and wickedly sweet.
She was putting on the pretense of simply washing me, but beneath that voice lay the deep, satisfied delight of a predator savoring my reaction in full.
“I said I can wash it myself…♡ Take your hand off…!”
With a trembling hand, I hurriedly slapped away the wrist of the hand that was rubbing my pussy.
If her fingers slipped inside me now, there was no doubt that even the last scraps of reason I was clinging to would be smashed to pieces, and I’d end up reduced to nothing but a bitch begging for cock.
“Oh? So you can wash yourself just fine? All right, then.”
To my surprise, Rosenberg didn’t press the issue. She obediently drew her hand back, and soon I felt her step away from my back.
“Then I’ll finish washing myself.”
From behind me came the sound of water and the soft rustle of her soaping her own body. Relief washed over me now that I’d escaped what had felt like an immediate threat of being taken on the spot, but my body betrayed that relief.
This is insane… why does it ache so much…?♡
The place where her cock had just been grinding against my ass, and the tip of my pussy where her soap-slick fingers had brushed past, were throbbing hotly as if burned.
A hollow emptiness rushed up between my legs. My slit twitched on its own, already thirsting for something to come in and fill it completely, and slick juices gurgled out of me in thick, restless pulses.
I need to wash. That’s all this is. I’m just trying to clean myself here.
As if making excuses to myself, I repeated it in my head and brought my hand, thick with soap, down between my legs. I meant only to wipe away the sticky mixture of arousal and suds covering my sex.
But the moment my fingers rubbed against the opening of my slit, they slipped naturally inside the wet little hole as though pulled by gravity.
Riiip-!!
“Ahh…♡ Nnngh…♡”
Just one finger joint had gone in, and the tender inner flesh squeezed down hard as if it had been waiting for this.
The pretense of cleaning my pussy was already gone before it had even begun.
With my eyes clamped shut, I shoved two stacked fingers deep into the slick, soaked cunt beneath me.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch-!!
Within the steamy bathroom, obscene sounds began to ring out over the spray of the shower.
I had already forgotten that Rosenberg was washing herself behind me, and I twisted my hips as I roughly stirred up the inside of my walls. My pussy, already trained by her huge cock, was far from satisfied with just two of my fingers.
“Hyaaaah…♡ It smells like cock juice…♡ Hhk, ahh…♡”
Every time I worked my fingers, I could almost smell the thick animal musk that had clung to her cock just moments before, drifting around the tip of my nose.
I drove my fingers in harder and harder, then started pressing insistently at the swollen, tender spot bulging along the upper wall inside me.
“Haaahh♥ Feels s-so goooood♥”
Each time I pressed that spot down, a flash of pleasure like lightning bursting in my belly shot through me.
Drunk on the ecstasy squeezing through my vaginal walls, I lowered the thumb of my other hand and began rubbing hard at my swollen clit.
With my clit being crushed from above and that tender spot being probed from below, my pussy convulsed, clamping down wildly as if it meant to bite the fingers off me.
“Hkhihihik♥ Hahuuuh…♡ I-I’m gonna cum…♡”
My toes curled, and my mind began to flash white. Every nerve in my body funneled down between my legs, rising toward the pinnacle of pleasure.
I was sure I was slowly approaching climax when, at that very moment, my whole body trembled hard.
“Aria, would you wash my back for me?”
Rosenberg’s voice, so calm and everyday it might have been a request to pass the soap, drilled straight into my eardrums—and it was utterly impossible to refuse.
“Hii, hiiik…♡”
It was as if I’d been struck by lightning. The reason drowned in pleasure froze over in an instant.
I hurriedly yanked my fingers out of my pussy. A string of sticky juices trailed after them in a transparent line, but I didn’t even have time to deal with that.
I spun around in a panic and looked toward the back where she stood.
“A-alright…”
But the sight that met me after I turned around wasn’t Rosenberg’s back waiting to be washed.
She hadn’t turned away at all. From the start, she’d been facing me squarely.
Did she catch me masturbating?
Her lips held that same enchanting smile she always wore, and it made it hard to read the situation.
But I didn’t have long to think about it.
Between her legs, spread shoulder-width apart, stood a cock so obscenely swollen it couldn’t even be compared to the one that had just been grinding against my ass moments ago.
Veins bulged in it as though they might burst, the monstrous shaft standing straight and threatening, pointed right at me after I’d turned to face her.
“Huh…?”
Had I turned so fast in my panic that I’d come too close?
The hard tip of the erect cock pressed against my lower belly, which was still overheated from the masturbation I’d just been doing.
It was only a very light touch. But the instant that rock-hard, searing heat contacted my stomach, something inside my body, which had only just barely been held back from the brink of climax, shattered completely.
“Hkyaaaaaaah♥”
My eyes rolled upward, and a beastlike cry tore through the bathroom as if it would split the walls apart.
Just the feel of that cock pressing against my lower belly had wrecked my brain. At the same time, my vaginal walls seized up and convulsed like they were having a fit.
Fwoooosh-!!
The next instant, transparent, sticky arousal poured out in a waterfall from my puffed-up pussy, spilling in a rush from the opening as if it might burst. The warm spray from the shower was nothing beside the heat of those fluids as they streamed down my thighs without end.
“Haaah…♡ Ahh…♡ Hkhiiik♥”
My legs gave out completely, and I collapsed straight down onto the wet, splashing bathroom floor. My back arched like a bow, and from my mouth dribbled a mix of meaningless cries and saliva.
Half-sprawled on the floor, panting as I looked up, I could still see Rosenberg’s face at the edge of my vision, staring down at me with that cock still thrust proudly upright where it had jabbed my belly.
“My, I only asked you to wash my back. If you’re going to flood the place and come just from my cock touching you, what exactly am I supposed to do about that, Aria?”
Along with the humiliation of being toyed with so completely, the filthy female instinct inside me that desperately wanted to take her cock was swallowing my whole body.
“C-cock…♡”
“Yes, cock. The cock Aria likes so much.”
Seeing where my eyes were fixed, she smiled wickedly and took hold of it, rubbing it slowly in her fist.
She hadn’t leaked a single drop of precum in the bedroom, and yet now thick juices were running down it, dripping patter after patter onto my face.
With every breath I took, more of my arousal spilled out in gushes.
I can’t… hold back anymore…♡
As if pulled by something, I struggled up and braced one hand against the bathroom wall. Then I shoved my ass back as far as it would go and used my other hand to spread my pussy open.
“I-I’ll wash Master’s cock clean with Aria’s pussy…♡”
“How dutiful. You mean you want to wash your master’s cock clean for me?”
“Y-yes…♡ There’s so much water too… so I can wash it extra, extra clean…♡”
Thuk-!!
The glans, puffed up as hard as my own clit, touched my slit. But instead of pushing deeper in, it slid right off cleanly.
“I don’t want my cock washed just yet. Wait a little.”
Several transparent strands of my arousal connected the glans to my opening. Even in that state, even after I’d begged her to take me into her own mouth with my own lips, she was still about to turn away.
“P-pleasee…♡ Cock, please…♡”
Then, with one lewd word that burst from my mouth—
Fwoooork-!!
“Huhyaaaahhh♥”
I moved my hips on my own and swallowed the cock all the way to the root.