After being rinsed by the showerhead, Naga's mind finally calmed down a lot.
Miku wouldn't willingly become his mistress; she would simply dump him. As for Yui, who hadn't appeared for a long time but still filled him with sweetness when he thought of her, he never considered letting her exist in a shady place.
Even if the final outcome is a choice between two people, Naga firmly believes that his wife will only be one of those two. This feeling is very strange, and it becomes even stronger after he has had Kae, An, Ami, and more and more sexual partners in the future.
He wondered if he, with his promiscuous nature, still had the right to call it love, but he still felt that perhaps it could be called love.
However, if this kind of love were actually spoken aloud, probably one in ten thousand women would disagree.
He chuckled self-deprecatingly, turned off the tap, dried himself, fiddled with his now-softened member, too lazy to put on the cumbersome bathrobe, opened the door and went out.
Around each shelf, a large plastic sheet was laid, covering the carpet. Asami stood on the plastic sheet next to Keiko, her arms around Keiko's still bound body, tilting her head to bite Keiko's slender neck, like a beautiful vampire, pulling at Keiko's fair skin with her teeth.
Her hands covered Keiko's breasts, releasing the tightness of the ropes. The full, white mounds of flesh weighed heavily in her palms, soft flesh overflowing from between her fingers. Compared to the previous needle pricks and bindings, Akari's current action of simply holding them tightly could almost be considered gentle.
But as a woman who had trained in martial arts, Naga could tell from the sweat constantly dripping from Keiko's forehead that the pain in her small hands was not pleasant.
As expected of an abnormal fetishist who can find strange pleasure in the suffering of her object, Ami was already panting with pleasure from such simple torment. Her beautiful legs, which were sticking out from under her bathrobe, were spread apart and clamped around one of Keiko's tightly bound lower limbs, moving back and forth to please herself.
She rested her head on Keiko's chest, her cheeks flushed with pleasure. As she tugged at Keiko's swollen, purple nipples with her fingers, she smiled seductively and said, "You washed so quickly. Can you wait a moment? Let me... let me relax a bit first?"
"Of course, as long as you don't make me wait too long." Seeing the two naked bodies, so different yet equally alluring, nestled together, Naga's penis immediately began to swell, rising from the base.
Keiko's moist eyes had been fixed on Naga ever since he appeared, staring at his strong, young, and powerful naked body, and an obvious longing flowed from the corners of her bright eyes.
"Keiko, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting so long..." Ami stood up, panting, and placed her hand on Keiko's crotch. "Come on, I'll send you to heaven right now." With each word she spoke, her fingers pushed the huge vibrator, which was wrapped in rope in Keiko's honey hole, further in. After she finished speaking, not only was the entire thing completely swallowed, but Ami's fingers also sank to a depth of nearly two finger joints.
"Gah…uh ...
Naga stared wide-eyed as Asami's hand continued to push inward, her fingers, half a palm, until her wrist was enveloped by her moist, soft labia... Without a doubt, the granular vibrator had penetrated her entire honeypot, and under Asami's pressure, it had entered her delicate and fragile uterus.
Unable to distinguish between pain and climax, Keiko's eyes began to roll upwards, and saliva sprayed out from the hole in the gag.
Seemingly sensing something, Asami frowned, suddenly pulled her hand out, grabbed Keiko's nipple, and twisted it into a purplish-red fleshy flower.
With practiced and fluid movements, Ashi used only her left hand, while her right hand remained under her crotch, caressing and exploring with ecstasy as each movement changed.
As Keiko began to convulse, and her incontinent urine streamed down her inner thighs, Ami bit her lower lip, pressed her cheek tightly against Keiko's breast, and trembled all over.
"You can climax so easily? You're such a sensitive guy." Naga's mouth became dry. He strode up behind Ashi, leaned close, and gently stroked her round, smooth buttocks with his lowered hand, moving it up and down lightly. "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe you could climax so easily."
Asami's voice was still trembling slightly, and her hand was still lingeringly caressing Keiko's nipple, but she did not show any obvious resistance to Naga. Perhaps to keep her promise to try her best to show sincerity, she stood on tiptoe, leaned against Keiko, and raised her buttocks upwards.
My fingers explored between the rolling hills, and following the damp heat, my fingertips soon touched a piece of smooth, tender flesh, like honey-coated flesh. In the center, the narrow vaginal opening was still enjoying the afterglow, contracting and relaxing rhythmically.
So only a woman's body can excite her? Just a little bit of torture for Keiko, and she's already soaking wet like this. Naga reluctantly inserted his fingers, the thick knuckles easily entering the sub-body. The moist, warm, and soft flesh of the vagina writhed and tightened, quickly clamping his fingers.
Completely different from the dry well just now, Ashi had transformed into a moist and abundant cavern, slippery and powerful. He immediately forgot his original plan to continue demanding oral sex from her; the sensation from her fingers made him eagerly lower his hips, grasp her swollen penis, and direct the glans toward the source of ecstasy.
Asumi closed her eyes and began to play with Keiko's body more intensely, as if this escapism would make her oblivious to the fact that she was being violated and taken advantage of by a man.
This did have some effect. When Naga penetrated her, Aya pinched Keiko's breasts and waist with force, and when he pulled out, she bit Keiko's nipples and twisted Keiko's thick pubic hair.
He swayed back and forth, easily feeling the space around him contracting excitedly. Her swollen, soft cervix, like a bud overflowing with nectar, slowly opened with each thrust. Asami's movements transmitted intense sensuality to the immobilized Keiko. The once cold and elegant voice inside the gag, mixed with muffled groans from saliva, transformed into a sensual moan.
The moans, synchronized with the rhythm of Naga's thrusts, gave him the illusion that he was playing with Keiko's body. This strange, disorienting sensation aroused his lower body even more, and coupled with the exquisite and intoxicating sensation inside Asami, an ordinary man would probably have collapsed and ejaculated after only a dozen or so thrusts.
Asami's experience with men was not enough for her to recognize the signs of impending ejaculation. As Naga's larger glans pressed tightly against her tender clitoris and thrust in and out rapidly, she was still immersed in the fresh pleasure that Keiko brought and the lust ignited by Naga.
Soon, Ami clung to Keiko's body, tiptoed and nibbled at Keiko's earlobe. With her left hand, she grabbed the rope between Keiko's legs and pulled it upwards. The vibrator, which had just managed to slip out of the rope, was pulled back into her plump body. Both women trembled at the same time, reaching their peak in fine spasms.
Asami's climax was so intense that it could make a man cry with joy. It felt like countless baby fingers were circling Naga's penis, one by one, looping up, constricting, and squeezing deeper. The blooming flower core clung tightly to the tip of the glans, and with each squeeze, the tender flower core was sucked comfortably.
Naga pressed down on Asami's buttocks without leaving any gap, wishing he could stuff his testicles into her body as well. He bent down and excitedly grasped her sweaty, cool breasts, his penis inside her throbbing violently. "Ah... I'm coming!"
"Uh..." Asami, who had been biting her lip to keep quiet, opened her mouth in a panic. But she only managed to utter a single syllable before the heat surging against her core brought her to an even greater wave of pleasure. The pleasure layered on top of her previous orgasm was so intense that she forgot the wickedness of men for a moment. Instinctively, she twisted her waist, grabbed Naga's arm, opened her eyes, and looked at Naga's face with a hazy gaze. With a long, thin moan, she swallowed every last drop of the thick semen.
The fit and supple young body displayed an even more dazzling beauty during orgasm. All the muscles in her body tensed and strained, maintaining the curves twisted in the throes of extreme pleasure. The internal muscles were also intricately working, the walls of the cavity surrounding Naga's penis constantly applying stimulation that made his lower back go weak, causing his penis to soften much more slowly than usual.
Ashi looked at him with a tearful expression, her tense body remaining so for more than half a minute before softening as a coquettish moan escaped from her nose.
She slowly knelt on the ground, holding onto Keiko's thighs, tilting her head to look at Naga, the smile on her lips seemingly still savoring the pleasure she had just experienced. Naga sat back on the carpet, panting as he looked at Asami's sweaty, bare back, the lower part of the rapidly rising and falling, smooth curves, and the center of her full, beautiful buttocks, where his bodily fluids were slowly dripping down, drawing a white, cloudy line from between her rosy nipples.
After a few minutes of breathless silence, Asami fiddled with her hair and said, "If you can try your best to ignore the fact that you're a man, it doesn't feel so bad."
Naga smiled confidently: "Sooner or later you'll find that I can give you an even better feeling."
"Mmm... lots of stuff inside." She frowned, casually picked up Keiko's underwear that she had taken off to the side, and wiped away the viscous fluid that had leaked out.
"Since you didn't refuse, I couldn't help myself. It should be fine, right?" Naga deliberately put on a relaxed tone, watching Ami's expression and guessing the consequences.
"It's nothing. If I really get pregnant and it's a son, I might even thank you." Ashi looked down at her crotch, stood up and walked towards the bathroom. "But it's so sticky and uncomfortable, I'm going to take a shower."
Reaching the bathroom door, she turned back to look at Naga, gesturing towards Keiko's naked body with her lip. "I'm going to take a proper bath. If you have nothing to do, you can use Keiko to amuse yourself."
"You can't leave for now. This is to give you some time; you can do whatever you want with her. From now on, she's yours too." Asami casually said this before closing the bathroom door.