Beautiful Yuri Couple Surrender to the Cock - Chapter 36

"Mnh, chu, hff, hah."

In the deserted shower room, the sound of wet lips and faint, troubled moans echoed softly. They came from Eiji and Rika, tucked away inside one of the private stalls in the back. That said, Rika was the only one letting out sounds; Eiji, as usual, maintained a composed, effortless air. He pecked at her lips as if savoring a succulent fruit. While Mai’s lips tended toward the plush and thick side, Rika’s were thinner. Regardless, it was clear that both possessed incredibly attractive, soft lips without a hint of dryness.

"Mnh!?"

When he flicked his tongue against her lips, Rika’s eyes flew open in surprise. However, seemingly too embarrassed to look at his face from such close range, she squeezed her eyes shut again, her cheeks flushing a faint rose. Then, with a hint of hesitation, she slowly parted her lips.

"Mnnnnnh!?"

From there, it was entirely Eiji’s show. He slid his thick tongue into Rika’s mouth, moving with total freedom like a fish in water. He traced her perfectly brushed white teeth, licked her gums, and entangled her tongue when it tried to retreat. Their tongues wound around each other like mating snakes. Yet, Rika was at his mercy, unilaterally devoured by Eiji’s hungry tongue.

It wasn't that she was entirely inexperienced. Even with a female lover like Mai, they didn't engage in sex frequently, so while her count of deep kisses might be low, she had kissed plenty of times. But this... her first kiss with a man... was fundamentally different.

"Mnh, jhu, rero, mngh... ❤️"

Rika’s eyes rolled back as her tongue was claimed. For a while, they remained entangled in a lewd, wet mesh, as he sent a steady stream of numbing, tingly pleasure into her mind. Slowly, Rika’s rigid expression began to melt and soften. Her dry eyes grew misty, narrowing into a comfortable, dazed look. Rika herself had never expected to wear such a happy expression while kissing a man she was supposed to loathe.

"Hah... what's wrong?"

Eiji pulled back, asking as Rika stared up at him with a hollow, vacant gaze.

"...It's just, totally different." 

"Different?" 

"...Yeah. The kiss I know... it's different." 

"Didn't you do it with Mai?" 

"...We did. We did, but... somehow it's different." 

"That’s pretty vague..."

Eiji gave a wry smile at her words.

"...Are you really sure about this?" 

"...Yeah."

Eiji made his final confirmation. Rika didn't back down; she gave a small, firm nod. His thick arm reached out—a rugged, masculine arm where veins bulged and muscle definition was clear. Normally, she would have felt nothing but terror, but knowing it was Eiji’s arm, not even a sliver of rejection rose within her.

"....ngh."

Eiji’s large hand moved over the competitive swimsuit, cupping her breast. He was fascinated by the sensation; it was a different texture than bare skin. Since it was his first time doing something like this with a girl in a racing suit, it was deeply intriguing. Her chest was somewhat flattened and compressed by the tight fabric, yet it still swelled out as if to assert her womanhood.

"You're not as big as Terui, but you definitely have a decent set, Onizuka." 

"...Mai is special."

Rika answered even as she felt her breast being stimulated by his rhythmic, stroking palm. An image of Mai flashed in her mind—tongue out, fingers in a peace sign, posing for the camera. Her lover was a G-cup; a size and shape that put pin-up models to shame. Girls like that were rare, especially among students. Rika didn't usually care about her figure, but being compared to her made her pout.

"...Don't group me with that 'Boob Monster'." 

"Calling your own lover a 'Boob Monster', huh..."

Eiji chuckled at Rika’s huffy aura. Since she was usually expressionless, he hadn't realized how childlike she could be. Perhaps it was because Mai was a child at heart, and she had influenced her. With that thought, Eiji began to scratch at her nipple with his nail through the thin fabric.

"Mnh, hff... ❤️"

A feverish, breathless sound escaped her. While she felt a sense of frustration, she was simultaneously receiving a pleasure like weak electrical currents. When Eiji pulled his hand back, her nipple was erect enough to visibly poke through the swimsuit. He locked eyes with the now silent Rika, whose breathing had grown ragged. Her blue eyes were moist, and her flawless white cheeks were flushed a deep crimson. With a beauty like her making such an erotic face while looking up at him, it was only natural for his male instincts to be stirred.

"Ugh...!"

Eiji leaned in, burying his face in her exposed neck. As he began to suckle and peck at her skin, Rika’s body gave a sharp jolt. Though it wasn't a sex organ, having such a vulnerable, tender spot stimulated gave her a submissive sense of bliss. Lost in the pleasure of his mouth on her neck, Rika hadn't even noticed that Eiji had slid the straps of her swimsuit down over her shoulders.

His perverted logic told him it would be a waste to take it all off at once, so he didn't strip her completely. However, he wanted to see her breasts, so he peeled the suit down to just below them. As the fabric slowly lowered, exposing more white skin...

"Whoa..."

Rika’s breasts spilled out before Eiji’s eyes. Released from the tight compression, the soft mounds wobbled and settled, a sight that provided a feast for his eyes. While the skin on Rika’s face was pale and clear, the skin on her chest—rarely exposed to the air—was even whiter. Sitting at the peaks were cherry-pink, lightly pigmented nipples, looking like pale cherries resting on fresh snow. Freed from the racing suit that made her look small, her breasts were larger than Eiji expected—likely slightly above average for her age. While Mai was a "glamour model" type, Rika was a "fashion model" type. Unlike Mai’s voluptuous frame, which could look awkward in the wrong clothes, Rika looked elegant in anything.

"Mnh..."

Eiji reached for her breasts. He didn't grab them roughly at first. While she seemed to accept him, her fear of men hadn't been entirely cured. If he caused her pain or discomfort now, he might end up being lumped back in with the men she rejected. He was walking a tightrope; he was performing an act of caressing where even a small mistake was forbidden. ...Honestly, he probably should have waited until she was more used to him, but Eiji had no intention of backing down.

He slid a finger into the side of her breast. The side-boob yielded softly, allowing Eiji’s thick finger to sink in. But the elasticity soon pushed back; when he withdrew his finger, the flesh wobbled and returned to its perfect shape. Her firmness exceeded even Mai’s. Her breasts, pointing upward as if being pulled by the nipples, were so well-shaped that just looking at them was a turn-on.

"...Are you cold? Your nipples are standing up." 

"............ Don't say it. It's embarrassing."

Rika’s face turned bright red as he stared intently at her pink nipples. The plump tips looked as if they were waiting for someone to take them.

"Hff, ngh...!"

Eiji traced her areolas with his large fingers. The delicate skin there was sensitive; Rika shivered at the lightning-like jolts running up her spine. Trembling, she instinctively tried to pull her hips away. Of course, Eiji wasn't about to let her go; he wrapped an arm around her slender waist to keep her close while he continued to toy with her nipples.

"Ngh, hie... ah."

He rolled and kneaded her nipples between the pads of his fingers. Rika squeezed her eyes shut, her mouth working like a fish out of water. It wasn't an overwhelming sensation yet, but as a sensitive girl, she was certainly feeling the pleasure, savoring her first experience of a man’s hands on her chest. When Eiji pulled his fingers away, one nipple was rock-hard and erect while the other was slightly less so—a lewd comparison that made him smirk. He leaned his face toward the more excited nipple and...

"Haaaah..." 

"Aah...!"

He blew a warm breath onto it. For some, the breath of another is nothing but a nuisance, but for Rika—whose nipples were now hypersensitive—the air felt like a shock to her system. Watching her soft breasts wobble with satisfaction, Eiji slowly brought his mouth closer...

"Ah...!!"

...and took a cherry-pink nipple into his mouth.

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