"Y-Aahhhhh—!"
Feeling the cool air on her two little cherries, Rimono Momoki's mind went blank, and she instinctively screamed.
Alistair was quick to react, immediately cupping the tops of those two melons with his hands, enveloping the two tender pink cherries in his palms. The slight warmth caused Rimono Momoki to pause her scream abruptly. Seizing the opportunity, Alistair stuck out his tongue and gently licked Rimono Momoki's earlobe.
Under the triple influence of Alistair's guidance, his innate charm, and his [Pheromones] ability, Rimono Momoki was intensely sensitive to physical contact with Alistair. Especially since Alistair's bodily fluids (including saliva) also contained [Pheromones], acting as a greater stimulant. Naturally, Rimono Momoki experienced her first climax.
"Mmmhnnn—!"
Rimono Momoki's body suddenly tensed up. Her hands, gripping Alistair's arms, tightened their grasp. She clamped her legs together, leaned back, arched her entire body forward, and then began to tremble all over. Alistair embraced Rimono Momoki, allowing her to release herself completely.
Soon, Rimono Momoki's first release ended. All the muscles in her body relaxed instantly, and she collapsed onto Alistair's chest. Feeling Alistair's warmth, a strong sense of dependency welled up in Rimono Momoki's heart. She involuntarily rubbed the side of her face against Alistair's chest.
Alistair looked at Rimono Momoki's panties, which had become completely soaked through to a dark color, and a patch of the sheet that had been penetrated by an unidentified fluid and turned dark. He smiled faintly without saying a word, instead moving his fingers to wreak havoc upon Rimono Momoki's magnificent twin peaks.
"Ooh~ Mmm~ Hmmph~..."
Rimono Momoki's low moans echoed in Alistair's ears, motivating his hands to become even more vigorous. Rimono Momoki's faint, sweet scent lingered around Alistair's nose; he could perceive it with a gentle inhale, and the soft sensation under his hands was intensely pleasurable.
"So soft, and so fragrant."
Alistair's words, carrying a hint of dark humor, reached Rimono Momoki's ear, causing her moaning to falter. She fell silent, as if embarrassed, but her ragged breathing and the irrepressible whimpering sounds from her throat clearly conveyed her feelings to Alistair.
Hoo— Hah— Hoo— Hah—
Rimono Momoki's breathing was heavy, and her chest constantly heaved, though it was difficult to notice due to the size of her two large melons, especially since they were currently being relentlessly teased by a certain person.
With only a slight pressure from Alistair, the soft breast tissue overflowed from between his fingers, wrapping around his palm, seemingly trying to "swallow" his fingers like a swamp. As Alistair moved, the two small cherries at the tips of the melons constantly rubbed against his palms.
"Huuu~~~"
Rimono Momoki felt as if her brain was being struck by waves, one after another. Her two little cherries were one of her most sensitive spots. Even minor friction could make her two crucial points feel a "major" sensation. That's why Rimono Momoki took great care to protect them; even the last piece of clothing she removed was made of specialized material to ensure no major movements would cause friction that would bother her.
But now, her two most acutely sensitive little cherries were being rubbed by Alistair's palms. Because she usually protected them so well and rarely explored her own body's secrets, Rimono Momoki had never experienced such intense stimulation. She couldn't help but want to scream out and vent, yet a peculiar sense of shame in her heart made it difficult for her to open her mouth. She had to bite her lower lip, trying to suppress her sounds, but how could such sounds be held back? Thus, Rimono Momoki's beast-like whimpers irrepressibly spilled from her throat.
Suddenly, Alistair released his hands from their relentless assault on Rimono Momoki's two big treasures. The abrupt cessation of warmth and "stimulation" made Rimono Momoki feel lost, as if she had been edge-denied. Instantly, a crawling itch and a sense of emptiness surged from deep within her. Rimono Momoki couldn't help but look up at Alistair, finding him watching her with a half-smile. Rimono Momoki returned his gaze with an unmasked look of desire. At this point, she couldn't think of anything else; she just wanted Alistair to continue "ravaging" her.
"Hiss—!"
Rimono Momoki suddenly felt an "electric current" shoot straight to her brain, making her gasp sharply. The two small cherries at the tips of her big treasures were now being pinched respectively by Alistair's thumbs, index fingers, and middle fingers. They were already extremely sensitive. The previous rubbing from Alistair's palms had already brought Rimono Momoki to the brink of a second climax, and Alistair's sudden attack, targeting these two hyper-sensitive spots, brought on her second climax instantly.
Thus, Rimono Momoki repeated her previous actions: all her muscles tensed up, she pressed against Alistair, and arched her body forward. However, because her panties were still on, the spectacle of a "fountain" was avoided. Still, Alistair could clearly see what "just washed and not wrung-out clothes" looked like; her constantly dripping panties were the best example.
Beep-beep-beep-beep, beep-beep-beep-beep...
At that moment, a phone ringing interrupted their intended progression.
"Your phone?" Alistair asked Rimono Momoki softly.
"Mmm~" Rimono Momoki hadn't come down from the clouds yet; her voice was weak and floaty.
Seeing Rimono Momoki's state, Alistair decided not to let her retrieve the phone herself. He gently helped her lie down on the bed, allowing her to continue enjoying the afterglow of her climax.
"Masaki-kun? Who is that?" Alistair asked, raising an eyebrow at the name displayed on the phone screen.
"Huh? Who?" Rimono Momoki clearly hadn't recovered from the aftermath of her climax, apparently concentrating on savoring the slowly fading pleasure.
"Masaki-kun. Ma-sa-ki-kun." Alistair held the phone, walked up to Rimono Momoki, placed the phone screen in front of her eyes, and repeated the name word by word.
"Masaki-kun? Masaki-kun?! Ah! It's Masaki-kun!" Her head, which had just been filled with the overwhelming pleasure, finally reacted now that the pleasure was slowly fading, but Rimono Momoki's reaction was quite intense.
"Uh, who is that?" Alistair was startled by Rimono Momoki's reaction, felt confused for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that "Masaki-kun" was the boyfriend Rimono Momoki had mentioned earlier.
Am I that magnetizing? Why is it that every time I'm playing around, someone calls—first a younger brother, now a boyfriend—but always someone who is fond of them.
While Alistair was lost in thought, Rimono Momoki had clumsily sat up, snatched the phone from Alistair's hand, and answered the call.
"Rimono..."
"Ouch!"
The person on the other end was about to speak but was interrupted by Rimono Momoki's cry of surprise.
"Rimono, what's wrong?! Did something happen?" The voice on the other end became anxious, full of worry.
"Nothing, nothing, Masaki-kun. I was just a bit too quick answering the phone and accidentally fell over." Rimono Momoki braced herself to sit up on the bed. She had indeed accidentally stumbled, but the bed was large enough that she didn't have to worry about falling onto the hard tatami.
"Phew~ That's good. I thought something had happened to you. By the way, guess where I am right now." Masaki on the other end first let out a long sigh of relief, then asked Rimono Momoki to guess his location in a very cheerful tone.
"Masaki-kun, are you at the XXX dessert shop?" Rimono Momoki named her favorite dessert shop, which Masaki, as her boyfriend, was well aware of. Furthermore, Rimono Momoki didn't dare to make any other guess, even though she had already mentally guessed Masaki's likely location.
"Eh? Are you at that dessert shop? I'm standing right outside your house right now, but your courtyard gate is wide open! Is your aunt or uncle home? Doesn't look like it. The house door is closed, and there are no lights on. Did someone forget to close the gate?" Masaki analyzed one point after another, sounding disappointed, feeling it was very likely that Rimono Momoki's family simply forgot to lock the courtyard gate.
"Ah, yes, yes. My mom and dad probably forgot..." Rimono Momoki replied guiltily. Since she was already lying down, she simply rolled over to lie on her back, staring at the ceiling. With her free hand, she kneaded her body to alleviate that soft, weak feeling. She was also secretly relieved that she had locked the door to prevent her parents from suddenly coming home, and Alistair's caution in turning off the lights had actually saved them both.
But while Rimono Momoki was lying down, Alistair wasn't idle. He walked over to the window and looked out towards the front door. Rimono Momoki's bed was right by the window, and the windows weren't directly above the front door but positioned on the outer side, with Rimono Momoki's bedside window being the one on the right. Also, the windows were not flush with the wall but protruded slightly, forming a small ledge, allowing Alistair to see the front door area without having to poke his head out.
Sure enough, a brown-haired young man holding a phone to his ear was standing there.