Originally intending to take their relationship a step further before going to sleep, Naga started thinking about how to make Miku less resistant to things that were deeper than kissing and caressing but not quite to the point of becoming one.
After Miku finished her story, he couldn't muster any interest. Instead, he kept telling boring jokes and recounting embarrassing stories from his childhood until the two of them fell asleep in the warm blankets.
I slept without any dreams.
After waking up, Miku, who had never been out sightseeing before, finally managed to see all of Hakone's most famous sights thanks to the tour guide Naga's skills, which were far from professional and far below the level of Mount Fuji.
It's rare to see Miku wearing such carefully selected casual clothes. Naga greedily captured every memorable moment with his camera, imprinting them in his mind and on his memory card.
Under Miku's charming and affectionate advances, Naga, who dislikes taking photos, ended up with over a dozen souvenir shots. Of course, photos of the two of them together at every tourist spot were also a must. Like any couple traveling together for the first time, they left their intimate embraces at every place they visited, drawing envy from countless onlookers.
Tired from playing, the two went to the hot spring for a while after returning to the hotel in the afternoon. This time, Miku was much more open. Although she was still blushing, she didn't linger. Right in front of Naga, she took off her yukata, wrapped a towel around her chest, covered her crotch, and slipped into the water beside him.
After a few cups of sake, the blush on her face was gradually replaced by intoxication. After a routine kiss with Naga, she gently bit his lip and whispered, "Naga, isn't it uncomfortable for a man to always have an erection?"
Naga immediately realized that his opportunity had arrived.
He gently shook his head, pretending it was nothing, and returned her kiss. "It's a little uncomfortable, but I can bear it. I am indeed a womanizer, but I don't want to be looked down upon by the girl I like."
As expected, Miku looked somewhat apologetic, her hand tentatively stroking the erect penis underwater. "I... I really wanted to save it for our wedding day. Naga, I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."
"Silly girl, my beautiful and lovely girlfriend is soaking in the hot spring with me, not even wearing a swimsuit. I can kiss you and caress you, that's enough. As for that thing, if I leave it alone, it'll soften eventually." He said this, gently stroking Miku's waist with both hands, enjoying the soft and smooth touch of his palms.
"Ugh..." Miku tilted her head, her fingers timidly pinching the hard penis. She was a little scared of its diameter, mostly because she thought about the terrible thing that would be inserted into her body on her wedding night.
Knowing that Miku was somewhat wary of men because of her mother's special circumstances, and worried that making her think about such a question seriously at this time might trigger unknown reactions, Naga pecked her cheek and decided to change the subject to let the opportunity cool down a bit. "Speaking of which, darling, when did you fall in love with me?"
Miku paused for a moment, then immediately turned her head away, avoiding his eyes, and said awkwardly, "I... how do I remember? I'm with you all the time, and... I just unconsciously developed that feeling."
"So what do you like about me? I need to remember it well and keep it." Naga subtly pulled Miku's naked body closer to him, the tight embrace clearly entering adult territory. However, while answering Naga's question, she was also feeling the magnificence of his penis with her fingers. Distracted, the little beauty didn't notice the change in their positions. Instead, to make herself more comfortable, she shifted her hips and sat on Naga's lap.
The area near the knee on the thigh clearly felt the woman's most private parts pressing down with her weight, and my attention immediately focused on it, carefully tracing the beautiful shape of those two soft, moist lips.
"I don't know." Miku answered hesitantly, "At first, people just thought you were a nice person, not arrogant, and quite friendly, so they had a good impression of you. I didn't have many opportunities to meet men. I hate those rich young men, and older men are even less likely. The dead programmer at the company upstairs just laughs at me like an idiot. It's normal that they thought you were nice back then."
She lowered her head. "Later, later I gradually developed feelings of being in love, especially after I had a strange dream once. When I saw you again, my heart was pounding so fast, and I had to try really hard not to get my face burning every time... Ugh, don't laugh at me." She poked his chest with her other hand in protest. "Even if I'm bewitched, it's your fault. You must have put a curse on me."
"If I had that ability, I would cast a spell on you every day, so that you would never be able to leave me for the rest of your life..." Naga took the opportunity to launch a tender offensive, placing his hands on her shoulders, pulling her closer, and kissing her deeply.
She moved her lips away, breathing heavily, "No, no, decades from now, when I'm old and ugly, I'll definitely hide away and won't want you to see me."
"I won't let you escape, you'll always be my Miku." Chasing her rosy lips, Naga stroked the skin near Miku's waist, close to her sensitive areas, with his fingers. Since she had also recalled that almost realistic erotic dream, it was clearly the perfect opportunity to awaken her senses.
Already accustomed to his harmless caresses, Miku was unaware of his intentions. Moved by his sweet words, her soft little hands finally overcame her unease and grasped his thick root. No longer touching it out of curiosity, she began to imitate what she had seen in her memory, tentatively stroking it up and down.
"Will this make you feel more comfortable?" With her right hand on Naga's shoulder, Miku leaned to the side and carefully moved her left hand up and down in the water, creating tiny ripples in the narrow space between their chests.
"Mmm..." Naga let out a satisfied groan, grasped the slender nape of Miku's neck beneath her hair bun, turned her towards him, and lowered his head to lick her moist neck with his tongue.
Hot springs aren't exactly the best place for romance. When Naga tasted the astringent flavor of the mineral-rich water on her tongue, she began to consider moving the location to the veranda by the pool.
"It itches." Miku gently shrank her neck, nervously trying to avoid it. "W-don't tease me. I'm trying to help you."
"Okay, okay." Not daring to interrupt the opportunity she had finally waited for, Naga cautiously suggested, "But it's not very convenient here, how about we go over there on the floor?"
Miku turned her head and glanced over. If a yukata were laid out over there, it would indeed be more convenient to move around than to soak in the hot spring.
Looking at her rounded breasts beneath the water's surface, Naga's lust was fully prepared to ignite. If she nodded, he would immediately carry her to the floor, even if it was just to masturbate, he couldn't wait.
However, he underestimated Miku's shyness and conservatism. After hesitating for a long time, she finally let go of his hand and gave Naga a comforting kiss. "I'm sorry, I still can't do it here." As if she had made up her mind, she buried her face in Naga's chest and whispered, "Um... can I try again tonight in the room?"
"Uh... okay." Despite feeling a little discouraged, Naga couldn't bear to say anything more than that.