072. Kiss Yuki again.

All I want is to feel something other than the pain and loneliness I was feeling. I didn’t want to talk anymore, because then I would think of Hazuka again. I pulled Yuki to me and kissed her again, this time pulling her body fully onto mine and I let myself get lost in her warm embrace. Her soft lips slid over mine and I could feel the swell of her breasts against my chest. Her hot breath, quick and heavy from her nose heated my cheeks and her firm round hips fit perfectly in my hands. All of it made me feel so alive, the blood in my veins and pounding through my head also awakened my groin.

Soon my hands were pushing up under her crusty blood-soaked dress and she also helped me hastily pry it off her body so that my hands could caress her smooth skin and small taut breasts. I needed to taste every part of her to distract myself, and moaned out as my head and attacked one of her hard pointed nipples while she began working on removing my shirt and pants. She finished after I had a chance to change my feast to her other breast for a few minutes only making me stop once she wrapped her hands around my rigid penis.

My moan of pleasure took me aback enough for her to push me flat on my back so she could then finish pushing my pants down to my ankles before she jumped on top of me and enveloped my dick in her mouth. For a long time, I was simply a raw nerve she stoked with her lips and tongue and that nothing else in the universe mattered; this is what a perfect was supposed to be like. I don’t even know how long it was until I realized her sexy ass was right next to me, but when I did I knew I needed to share this same kind of pleasure with her as well.

Reaching over I ran my fingers up and down the back of her thighs, feeling her smooth skin yet strong muscles from years of squatting to pick vegetables and milking cows on her farm. Making my way between her legs I lightly ran a palm through the fuzzy tangled hairs to discover the heat of her warm moist folds. Yuki hummed pleasurably sharing her approval through her oral connection to my manhood and I explored lower, sliding my middle finger between those folds and encountering her wet tight interior lips. I carefully felt up and down before finding the divot that was the entrance to her womanhood.

I wanted to just push my finger right in and open her up, but then my moral compass resisted. As good as she was making me feel I just couldn’t take her innocence away from her. She wasn’t stopping me, but I decided I could make her feel good without taking away that precious barrier that I’d heard so much about though had no idea what it looked like. Instead, I grabbed her knee and lifted it up, then half-pulled, half slid until my face was in the proper position to at least return the favor.

"You don’t have to… oh!" she started, taking her head away from my cock once she realized what I was doing, but then it was her turn to be shocked speechless by the feel of my tongue and nose as my face delved into her crotch. It was dark with her atop of me making it hard to see what I was doing, so I just randomly licked and kissed about her moist folds of skin. She returned to sucking me without arguing and I hoped I was making her feel the same pleasure I was getting from her. At first, I thought the best way of making her feel good was using my tongue to gently probe into her interior, but as I explored she really went wild when I found a small firm bump at the tip of her slit. The obvious shiver and groan as I licked it made me concentrate there, and once I had that in my mouth our silent sexual encounter became a chorus of her orgasmic screeches.

I was ready to burst even though Yuki was now only squeezing the base of my shaft almost painfully tight in her hand since her mouth was now busy loudly wailing. That and the pride in making her feel good had a euphoric effect that had me on the brink even though she had stopped sucking me off. Yet despite that, I would have continued licking her all day and night if she’d let me.

"No more…" Yuki whined and rolled off of me as if the pleasure was now suddenly uncomfortable. I was concerned I’d done something wrong until I looked into her sparkling green eyes as she spoke words that I’d waited my whole life to hear, "I’m ready for you to fuck me." Fuck! Hearing her say suck a nasty thing in her cute tittering voice made me throb and I was frozen with shocked disbelief until she spread her legs open in wanton invitation.

I couldn’t move quick enough as I practically jumped atop the sexy near breathless woman, feeling like I better hurry before she changed her mind. Having never done it before and felt so rushed I simply tried to jab my cock into her. I missed and went too low sliding along the length of her gash and between her ass cheeks. It still felt good, just not as great as what I was looking for.

"Higher," Yuki giggled and I flushed with embarrassment. Pulling back I poked down again a little higher and frustratingly missed again, pressing into unyielding flesh against her pubic bone. "Lower," she grimaced, but I too felt amazingly great to finally be about to have sex for the first time that I actually lost all control over my whole body right then. In reflex action I mashing my pubic bone down against hers, squeezing my cock between us before my balls tightened and unloaded my sticky mess all over her.

"Oh, shit!" I grunted, feeling only the strength of my climax course through my body like lightning. It was only after I had splattered her belly with a half dozen coatings of my thick salty jizz that I felt bad for not having the endurance to actually even last long enough to put it in her.

"I’m sorry…" I said stupidly, still pulsing out aftershocks of sperm onto the girl who would have been my first lover.

"It’s alright," she said rubbing my arms up and down. She didn’t seem to mind just letting me mate with her, but the sudden intense shame made me dismount and sit up on the edge of her bed looking away from her. "Really, it’s okay," she said and rubbed my back. "Really. You lasted a lot longer than Shinji did if you count all the foreplay," she explained with a laugh.

All the guilt at feeling inadequate suddenly twisted into jealousy. I went from utterly embarrassed to insanely jealous at being robbed in mere moments. "You mean Shinji… and you..." I had been ready to fall in love with Yuki just moments ago thinking we had something special, but now I was just the consolation prize for her, and obviously not a very good one. She didn’t love me, just was giving me a quick thrill out of pity.

"Well, yeah, but…" I couldn’t listen to her talking about fucking that jerk. How many others had she already fucked? I couldn’t stand it so angrily stood up grabbed up my clothes. "Wait, Kenji. It’s not what you think…" she insisted as I gruffly **** myself back into my clothes. I couldn’t believe I almost gave my heart away to a slut, and cursed myself for feeling so good a moment ago. It was petty and stupid, but I couldn’t help feeling mad as I stormed out and back up the hill on my way home.

Losing my virginity should have been perfect and wonderful, and I wanted it so bad! If I had been more grown-up and rational I might have stayed in bed with that beautiful woman and finished the job. Things definitely would have ended up differently, but that’s life; it never goes how you expect it to. Back then I was bitter about my father drinking away my ancestral home, then of being left at home instead of being allowed to prove myself in the war, and finally by being simply being a failure in Yuki’s bed. I was just sick of people using me and treating me like dirt.

Then I heard a muffled scream as I was walking past the manor house. I hadn’t been paying attention to anything as I stormed home obsessed in my self-deprivation, but something about that terrified soft whimper cut through my mental blockades. I followed the sound down to a small grungy window on the backside of Takahashi manor as I walked behind it. It was the only external source of light for the basement, but inside was a bright torch burning to let me clearly see Setsuko garbed in a tight black leather outfit with a big wooden paddle, ferociously spanking Chizu who laid face down and strapped naked to a table by heavy leather straps.

I couldn’t stand it and thought about what I should do, but knew one thing. There was no way I was going to let another innocent girl suffer, even if it cost me everything.