After making the bed for the night, Miku not only didn't forget her promise, but also put on a show that surprised Naga quite a bit.
She went to the bathroom to shower in her own pajamas, but when she came back, she had changed into the long robe underneath her kimono and was wearing the pajamas over it. After taking off her pajamas in her room, under the light, Miku's curvaceous figure was clearly visible through the thin material of the long robe, which caught Naga's eye.
"Naga, I... I'm ready."
Naga didn't immediately recall their promise to postpone Miku's visit to the hot spring that afternoon, and asked blankly, "Huh? What... is that okay?"
Miku was a little embarrassed and annoyed by his question. She took a few quick steps to the bed and sat down. She pinched his thigh angrily and said, "Hey, it was you who was always like that that made me feel sorry for you and wanted to help you. If you've forgotten, then forget it."
Naga then realized what was happening and understood why Miku insisted that he take another shower after he had already showered. He quickly sat up and took her hand. "No, I didn't forget. It's just... uh... you look so beautiful in this outfit that I forgot everything else."
"You're lying." Miku blushed and lowered her head slightly. "You've seen everything these past two days. How could you still think I'm beautiful?"
Women with limited life experience haven't yet realized the powerful allure of subtle, veiled temptation.
However, this was easy to prove. Naihe chuckled and pulled her hand to the part of his body he most wanted to be touched. "A man's body doesn't lie. Look, you touched it, didn't you? Isn't it hard again?"
"Hmm..." Miku looked at her hand curiously. The crotch under her fingers was indeed bulging high. Through the thin pants, she could feel that the penis was no less big and hard than it had been that afternoon. "This time... it grew so fast."
"This is proof of your charm," Naga said softly, rising to embrace her. Before she began to serve him, he could enjoy the fresh, smooth skin of Miku after her bath.
Miku raised her hand and pushed him away, shaking her head somewhat awkwardly, and whispered, "No, don't do this. When you touch me, my body feels hot, numb, and itchy, it feels so strange. I... since I'm going to help you, please don't distract me."
Naga paused for a moment, then smiled knowingly, put her hands behind her head, and lay down on the sheets. It seemed that the kisses and caresses of the past two days had not been in vain; in Miku's body, female pleasure was slowly awakening. In fact, she must have known what that strange feeling meant, but she was unwilling to face that pleasure before the wedding she was determined to attend.
"Alright, darling, then I'll leave everything to you." He stared at Miku's nervous face and spread his legs apart.
"Hmm... first I should take it out." Muttering to herself as if reciting a textbook, Miku rolled up her sleeves and used both hands to unzip his pants. She was a little unsure how to proceed with the briefs underneath. After some effort, she managed to push the obstructing fabric aside and pull her erect penis out from between the zippers.
"Next, we need some lubrication." She carefully considered the steps and took out some lotion from the wooden basin.
"That won't work, it'll foam up." If she applied this stuff, she wouldn't have a chance to coax him into putting his penis in her mouth anytime soon, so Naga quickly reminded her, "It's better to use saliva."
"Huh?" Miku blinked, lowered her head, tentatively spat some saliva into her palm, grasped the penis, and moved it up and down. "Uh, it seems to work."
"Hmm, and then, and then..." She thought for a moment, then gradually increased the pressure on her hands, her eyes fixed intently on Naga's expression.
It seems her textbook says she should observe the man's reaction to decide what to do. Naga smiled bitterly to herself. When she felt that her strength was just right to bring pleasure without causing pain, she cooperated and let out a comfortable moan.
"Phew." She let out a small breath, maintaining her previous strength, and leaned forward, supporting her elbow with her other hand, vigorously moving up and down.
If Naga hadn't touched a woman's body for seventeen or eighteen days, there might be a thirty percent chance he'd get aroused by such clumsy movements. But now that he has plenty of outlets for his desires, even if Miku moved like this for an hour, it wouldn't yield any results.
Moreover, with her working so hard, it's impossible for her to keep moving for too long.
Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, Miku let go of her left hand, shook her wrist, spat some saliva into her right palm, and began to switch hands.
"Ugh... Didn't you feel comfortable? Why, why aren't you coming out yet?" She looked at Naga anxiously, realizing that things weren't as easy as she had thought.
Naga smiled and shrugged. "It is indeed quite comfortable, but it's far from enough to make me ejaculate. I'm past the age where I can't handle this level of stimulation anymore, I'm really sorry."
As he expected, Miku's resentment temporarily suppressed her shame. She stared at the erect, purplish-red glans, her expression becoming somewhat complicated. After hesitating for a few seconds, she suddenly asked, "Naga, can Matsushima, Koga, and Kobayashi help you get it done even when they're not with you?"
"Huh?" This time, Naga was genuinely taken aback, so much so that his penis almost went limp. "You... why are you suddenly asking this? I... I..."
"Don't play dumb and deny it. I'm not stupid. I can guess and see it. How could I possibly be kept in the dark about company gossip? I'm not arguing with you right now. I'm asking you seriously. Don't worry about my jealousy. Tell me, did they get it for you so easily?" Miku pinched his penis, squinted at him, and asked.
He wondered if his answer would displease her, and if his penis would be snapped in the next second. "Uh, it's not that easy. My stamina is at a very good level. They can't do it with just their hands." He spoke slowly, carefully observing Miku's expression.
Even though Miku has sobered up a bit after taking a shower, she's still quite drunk, so it's hard to guess what she might do.
"So, they all used...oral sex?" Miku asked, her eyes wide with disbelief as she moved very close to his genitals. "I...I thought only AV actresses did that. Isn't this...this is where you pee?"
As Naga gradually calmed down from the initial panic of being exposed, he realized that Miku's jealousy was still being suppressed. He nodded and carefully chose his words, "Um... Miku, I'm very clean. Uh... isn't kissing just about sucking each other's saliva? I like you, so I don't think any part of you is dirty. I'm willing to kiss every part of you, as long as you allow it."
This wasn't a lie. If Miku wanted to, he would lick every part of her body without hesitation after she had taken a bath, whether it was her vagina, which was adjacent to her urethra, or her anus, which most people would feel ashamed of.
Miku's focus seemed a little different from others. She brought her face closer, her rosy lips almost touching the erect penis. She whispered, "I won't lose to them." Then, she opened her mouth, and her smooth tongue pressed against the glans without hesitation.
The dramatic ups and downs of his emotions left Naga somewhat disoriented. Nevertheless, he trembled with pleasure, stretched his legs out forcefully, and groaned, "Oh oh oh."
Finding that it didn't feel too dirty, except for a slightly salty taste, Miku frowned and carefully licked around the glans, clearly putting the knowledge she had learned from AVs into practice. When only the taste of her saliva remained on the glans, she looked up at Naga and took the top of his penis into her mouth in one gulp.
The gap between theoretical knowledge and practice is clearly not something that can be bridged in a short time. Miku struggled to open her small mouth as wide as possible, her moist mouth trying to envelop Naga's penis, rubbing it up and down. Even though her teeth would occasionally touch, she still tried to make her lips squeeze the hard object sliding in the center.
For a woman performing oral sex on a man for the first time, this is good enough.
However, it's still quite a distance from the point where Naga would ejaculate.
He kept tightening the muscles in his perineum, just like he did when he wanted to finish masturbating quickly, but the tingling and itchy sensations he captured were not enough to build up into the urge to ejaculate.
Miku's breathing grew increasingly rapid, and a few strands of hair that had been pulled back from her head fell down, sticking to her sweaty cheeks. She was so engrossed in what she was doing that, while her hands were helping to manipulate the object, her lowered body was also exerting force in a pointless way.
In just over ten minutes, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her body. The long robe made of thin silk was already very close to her body, and once the sweat marks appeared, her whole body became an alluring posture that was almost naked but not completely naked.
Thanks to the beautiful scenery before him, Naga's pleasure intensified. He boldly instructed, "Miku, use...use your tongue more. When you lift it up, you have to...you have to suck it tighter. Mmm...yes, that's it, it feels so good..."
Miku raised her head, continuing the up-and-down motion of her palm, wiping the saliva dripping from the corner of her lips, and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Ugh, my chin is sore, why is it so hard to get out?"
Naga scratched his head with a smug look on his face and said with a smile, "Darling, if I ejaculate as soon as you kiss me, you won't be happy in the future, will you?"
Her face flushed slightly. "Uh...you're right." Seemingly realizing that Naga's stamina wouldn't be a bad thing for her in the long run, she lowered her head again, her dark hair rising and falling in front of Naga's eyes.
Having finally found a way to keep her tongue licking while moving her lips, her new offensive finally teased Naga's sensitive spots. He no longer needed to make half-hearted moans and began to express his satisfaction with groans based on his true feelings.
After about twenty minutes of this pleasure building up, Naga finally felt a heavy, tingling sensation in his lower back. Then, an explosive surge of lust rushed toward his swollen end. In an instant, the pleasure made his vision blurry, let alone utter a sound to warn him.
Miku's nose was covered in glistening beads of sweat, and her lips were rubbed raw and numb. She only felt that the hard oval moving in her mouth suddenly seemed to grow larger. The next second, a powerful stream of heat shot deep into her throat.
She didn't understand what was happening. To avoid choking, her body instinctively swallowed. When the first mouthful of slightly fishy liquid gushed into her stomach, she suddenly realized what was happening and hurriedly backed away.
The man's ejaculation did not stop there. A second stream of white fluid sprayed directly above her lips, which she couldn't dodge in time, sticking to her nose. The next few spurts were much weaker, with most of the condensed milk-like fluid sticking to her chest and the rest falling onto the sheets between Naga's legs.
She quickly took out a tissue to wipe the marks on her face, spitting out the rest of her mouth. Miku frowned and complained, "It's sticky and smelly. Ah... thankfully I changed into my long robe beforehand, so it doesn't matter if it gets dirty." She wiped her sweat, not caring that Naga had ejaculated in her mouth without warning, and sat down on her heels with a sigh of relief. "Oh my god... I'm exhausted. If this keeps happening, my chin will definitely get really strong from all this."
"If you don't insist on waiting until after the wedding, I'll be the one who has to put in the effort." Naga deliberately gave a wicked smile, got up, hugged her, and kissed her cheek. "Thank you, I feel much better, my whole body feels several times lighter."
"I didn't know oral sex was this tiring..." Miku pursed her lips, unsure whether it was sarcasm or just a casual remark, "If I had known it would be like this, I would have just had Kae and the others help you all along."
With their sexual desires satisfied, it was time to sort out the issues between them. Naga tentatively asked, "You...aren't you angry?"
Miku twisted her body, breaking free from his embrace. She went behind the slatted door to change into the pajamas she had brought. When she returned, she turned off the main light and turned on the bedside lamp. She crawled into the blankets next to her, her back to him, and said, "When I found out, I was furious. I was home alone, and I wrote your name on a piece of paper, then tore it into tiny pieces. If you had been lying in front of me like you are tonight, I would have bitten off your thing."
"I..."
"Stop talking." Miku interrupted him with a bitter smile. "I'm not angry right now. I'm just unwilling to accept it. Why... why did I have to fall in love with you? To the point that I've abandoned my principles and self-respect, turning into a shameless woman."
She was silent for a moment, then said the same thing she had said before.
"You must have cast a curse on me."
This time, however, Naga didn't utter any sweet words. He stared blankly at Miku's slender back, slowly lowered his head, and suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of guilt. He raised his hand, covered his face, and dejectedly slumped onto the bed.