The Landlady and Me, Nearly at It
I took Angela to a corner of the bathhouse after securing her permission.
"Here…?"
Her gaze had drifted to the treatment bed where people lay down for massages and skin care.
Angela often had a masseuse come to the bathhouse, and she would stretch out on this very bed to ease away her fatigue.
"The floor is hard, after all."
"Yes…."
I lay the tense woman down on the bed.
Even though we were already familiar with each other's bodies, it was her first time lying down like this, and she seemed embarrassed; one hand covered her chest while her knees were drawn up to hide her sex.
With her face flushing in that posture, she looked just like a college freshman visiting her first boyfriend's room and ending up sleeping with him.
"Spread your legs for me."
"…Okay."
She answered, but her neatly pressed knees showed no intention of parting.
"Angela?"
"I, um… sorry. I'm embarrassed to face you head-on, so could we do it from behind?"
In my experience, a lot of women were even more embarrassed by that position, but Angela seemed to be the opposite.
I had no intention of forcing her to do anything she disliked, so I nodded.
"Then come down and put your hands on the bed."
She turned her back to me and braced her palms on the mattress as I told her.
The bed was a little low, so her upper body bent forward and her hips naturally jutted out.
Angela kept her face down, never showing it to me.
It wasn't full insertion yet, but we were right on the brink of something like it, so she seemed too embarrassed to meet my eyes.
Thanks to that, I could concentrate on enjoying her body.
Skin so clean and flawless it looked like an untouched field of snow.
A lush, full-bodied figure that made my fingers itch just imagining how soft it would feel to the touch.
Those side breasts she could never hide, even if she turned around, and then the hips and ass that practically begged to be made pregnant.
At the fact that a nearly perfect female body like that had ripened without ever really being handled by a man's hands, blood surged even harder into my already hard cock.
"I'll start now."
When I gripped her hips with both hands, she let out a frightened little gasp.
She was too stiff and wasn't wet yet, so I first teased her clit gently with the head of my cock.
"Can you feel it? My thing is touching your precious little spot."
"Y-yes…."
Embarrassed, she gave a short reply, and when I softly rubbed the little bud with my glans, a little of her love juice began to leak out and smear over the tip.
My own precum mixed in, and the friction gradually weakened.
Once I decided it was about right, I slid my cock through the inverted triangular space between her sex and her thighs and began moving slowly.
Swish, swish, swish.
The feel of her slit wrapping around the shaft, along with the softness of her thighs rubbing against it from the side, wasn't bad at all.
Seen from above, it looked as if my cock was being swallowed and spat back out from beneath her ass, creating the illusion that I was actually thrusting into a hole.
"Haa… hnngh. Hnng…."
Angela still had her head bowed, whining softly like a puppy.
But there was a wicked sweetness in her breathing, and I could tell she was feeling the texture of my cock too.
"Your body feels good, Angela. How about you? I want to know whether I'm doing well, so I'd appreciate it if you'd tell me honestly."
"I-it feels good. Your thing, Ian, is hot and hard, and it feels like it's really going in, hhnng…."
By then her cunt had grown slick and soaked, and at my current pace the stimulation wasn't quite enough.
I picked up the speed, moving my cock back and forth faster, and the sound of sticky fluids rubbing together reached my ears.
Squeak, squeak, squeak.
"Hnngh, h-hnnngh…! Ahhn."
As the motion grew rougher, Angela's moans naturally turned lewder too.
Knowing she was feeling it almost as much as I was only deepened the pleasure building in my lower body.
"I've always wanted to do this with you, Angela. Even when you're being kind to me, even when you smile so brightly."
"Is that so…? Hhnngh."
"I'm sorry for looking at you like that all this time. I couldn't help it—you were just too charming, too lovely."
"It's all right… hnngh. Honestly, I don't hate being liked by someone."
Even as sweet cries slipped from her lips now and then, her voice still overflowed with a mother's gentleness.
"But this is practice, after all… Ian, you and Selena… you know that, right?"
"I do. But right now I'm practicing with you, Angela, so I want to think only about you!"
Slap, slap, slap!
I raised the intensity and made my lower body smack against Angela's ass again and again.
Not only the sound of our skin colliding, but also her moans rang out from her mouth.
"Ahh, it's so intense…!"
"That's how much I love you, Angela!"
Smack, smack, smack!
Her jiggling ass hadn't even settled back into shape before my lower body struck it again, making it bounce.
Seeing that beautiful body twist under the force of my lust, I felt not a shred of guilt—only a far stronger urge to keep making her like this.
"Angela!"
"Hnngh, ahh…! If you keep rubbing me like that… ahhhn!"
With her breasts pressed against my hand, Angela let out a very feminine cry.
That alone was arousing, and the fact that those huge, soft tits could swallow my fingers made me want to fuck her like a dog, hips shaking hard.
"Do you like having your breasts touched? Your voice is getting louder."
"Nnngh, yes… your thick, rough hands kneading me are making me feel things… haaahhn."
Whether I was rolling her hardened nipples or brushing them with my fingers, Angela seemed to enjoy it, her whole body trembling lightly.
The pleasure in my lower half kept swelling too, and I was now entering the stage where holding back was getting difficult.
"Angela, I'm going to cum!"
"Y-yes…."
At my words, her body stiffened with tension.
That only increased the pressure against my cock, and I hit my finish sooner than expected.
"Kuh— Angela!"
"Ahhn, hhn…!"
I thrust my hips forward as far as they would go and came.
My semen scattered into the air instead of inside Angela, but I made up for the disappointment by forcefully kneading her breasts.
Her body, having followed me into climax, spasmed, and wanting to feel that trembling for myself, I pulled her close while still clutching her chest.
A moment later, Angela's rough breathing settled, and I stepped back to admire her body again.
The beauty of her shape was unchanged, and the beads of sweat and sheen on her white skin only fueled the heat of her lingering excitement.
"Angela. Wouldn't you let me do it facing you after all?"
"It's somehow embarrassing to lie down while looking at your face, Ian…."
"I want to do it while looking at your pretty face, Angela."
"…All right."
Wordlessly, she climbed onto the bed and laid herself down.
I could feel her growing more and more compliant with every compliment and affectionate word I gave her.
I climbed up after her and gently spread the legs she had drawn together in shyness.
"Uuugh…."
With both hands covering her face and making little childlike whimpering sounds, she was adorable.
She seemed embarrassed by lying flat and exposing herself completely.
And yet her body was emitting a lush sensuality that could seduce a man senseless.
Even spread out like that, the volume of her breasts was so full they still rose proudly, and the stream of fluids leaking between her tightly pressed lips made it impossible to look away.
My semen wasn't on her body.
Because I was taller than her, my cock had been angled a little downward in the earlier position.
To ease my disappointment at not being able to stain the clean flesh before me, I set my hard cock atop her labia.
Then I started moving my hips without hesitation.
Swish, swish, swish.
Now the lower half of my cock, which hadn't been stimulated properly before, was suddenly flooded with sticky pleasure.
Wanting more, I pressed down harder, and her pussy flesh wrapped around the shaft like a mouth.
"Hnngh, ahhn…."
Moans slipped from between Angela's hands covering her face.
Curious what kind of expression she was hiding behind them, I spoke in a gentle voice.
"I want to see your face, Angela."
"…."
Growing more obedient to my requests by the minute, she slowly lowered her hands.
But she still couldn't look straight at me and ended up turning her head aside.
"Look at me. It's okay. To my eyes, everything about you looks lovely, Angela."
"Yes…."
Finally meeting my gaze, her eyes trembled faintly.
She looked exactly like a girl standing face-to-face with her first love.
As expected, I could feel that she had affection for me too.
"Being like this makes it feel like we're really lovers, Angela."
"Things like this are for people who love each other…."
"Then do you feel like you're my lover too right now?"
"I-I do, but this is just practice…."
Angela, who had only just managed to meet my gaze, looked away again.
Her shy expression was so cute that my hips moved rougher on their own.
Squeak, squeak, squeak!
The sensation of her wet flesh clinging to me made my body shiver.
It felt almost like lips were wrapping around the underside of my cock and licking it clean.
And with those big breasts dancing right in front of me, I couldn't resist grabbing at them and kneading them hard.
"Ahhhn, that feels so good…."
The way she let out those moans at my touch stirred my possessive instincts.
I leaned over her right there and thrust my tongue into her bright red lips.
"Hup, chuup… Ian…."
By now she accepted my lips and tongue naturally.
Awkwardly, but still, she would suck on my lips first or tangle her tongue with mine.
"Angela, I love you sincerely."
"…."
Her ocean-blue eyes looked up at me.
Warm eyes, with not the slightest trace of rejection in them.
Unable to contain my feelings, I parted from her mouth only to press back in again and eagerly lick over her lips.
"Chuup, hnnng… mmph, huhhngh!"
Angela's sweet moans leaked out between our joined mouths.
It was because I was rubbing my fully aroused cock hard against her pussy.
"I can't suppress my feelings any longer. I want you to be my woman, Angela."
"Ahhn, but this is practi— huuuph!"
I cut her off with my lips before she could finish.
She, too, forgot what she had been saying and slipped her tongue into the space between my lips.
Once again caught up in kissing, I pulled away and spoke again.
"I love you. Please be my woman, Angela."
"But… haaauph, chuup… chrrp!"
This time too, I didn't wait for an answer and sealed her mouth with mine.
Even after being interrupted twice, she obediently moved her tongue without a single complaint.
Her submissive attitude made the pleasure gathering at the tip of my cock grow stronger and stronger, and I began driving my hips with the ferocity of real sex.
Squeak-squeak-squeak!
"Hup, hnhhng! Chuup, chrrp… mmph!"
Angela let out breathier sounds than before, yet still didn't avoid my kiss.
I kept tasting her upper and lower lips, and then, all at once, the urge to cum surged up and I blasted my semen out in a surprise release.
"Huhup! Mmph! Chuup, chuup…!"
Even while cumming, I didn't stop kissing her, and before long Angela's waist arched backward from the pleasure.
Even with her precious body being dirtied by my semen, she remained wholly absorbed in the kiss, even as she climaxed.
"Chuup! Hup! Hnngh, chuuooh…."
We stayed pressed together like that for a long while.
The warmth of her breath against our fully overlapped lips felt so good that I had no desire to pull away.
Only after we had kissed for a long while did our mouths finally separate, a thread of transparent saliva stretching down and dropping over her.
"Haah… haah…."
Angela's eyes, as she caught her breath, were soaked with pleasure.
Unlike her usual graceful self, she looked thoroughly undone.
It was so alluring that I wanted to release the desire I'd been holding back.
"Angela… wouldn't you let me inside after all?"
"I'm sorry. I know refusing would hurt you, Ian, but… I still don't think I can let you penetrate me. I'm really sorry."
Even after getting this far, she still hesitated to get any closer to me. Her wounds must have been deeper than I thought.
I didn't want to hurt Angela for the sake of my own lust or my own goals.
If I forced or pushed her, then I'd be no different from the dead husband who had made her suffer.
Still, watching her eyes grow warmer whenever she looked at me, I couldn't help thinking the distance between us wasn't nearly as great as it had been at first. There was no need to be impatient.
I would make sure she understood that I was different from that bastard.
"All right. Then can we do it one more time like this?"
"…Yes."
That night, the bathhouse echoed late into the dark with the sound of two people kissing.
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