The Free Trial 2

After Mr. Tanaka finished up in the restroom, he walked out with a mix of relief and lingering excitement. As he approached the vending machine, he saw Ms. Kasawale standing there, savoring a cup of coffee.

He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. “Ms. Kasawale,” he began, his voice tinged with both awe and curiosity, “I have to talk to you about Reiko. I’ve never seen anything like her before. The way she’s developed—it’s almost overwhelming. There’s something so… beautiful about it, even though it’s ****. I can’t quite explain it, but it drives me wild.”

Ms. Kasawale’s eyebrows arched in genuine interest. “You’re not the only one who feels that way. Reiko’s proportions are extraordinary, and they definitely have a unique allure. What exactly struck you about her?”

Mr. Tanaka’s eyes widened with enthusiasm. “It’s her whole presence. The way she carries herself, combined with her... well, her **** curves. It’s like a visual overload, but in the best way. It’s so different from anything I’ve ever seen, and it’s absolutely mesmerizing.”

Ms. Kasawale smiled, touched by his candidness and obvious appreciation. “I can see why you’d feel that way. Reiko has an incredibly distinctive look. It’s not just about size but the way she embodies it. It’s something that really stands out.”

Seeing his genuine admiration, Ms. Kasawale made a decision. “You know what? If you’re that taken with Reiko, why don’t I take you to see her again? You deserve another chance to experience her unique charm up close.”

Mr. Tanaka’s face lit up with gratitude and excitement. “Really? That would be amazing. Thank you!”

Ms. Kasawale nodded, leading the way. “Let’s go then. I’m sure Reiko will be delighted to see you again.”

As they walked back towards the demonstration room, the muffled sounds of Yumi’s ecstatic moans provided a backdrop to their conversation. Ms. Kasawale opened the door to the room, and Mr. Tanaka stepped in first.

Yumi was still strapped into the milker, her body moving rhythmically with the machine’s suction. She was in such an intense state of pleasure that she was practically reduced to a twitching, ecstatic mess. Her eyes were glazed over, and her moans had turned into incoherent sounds of pure bliss.

Ms. Kasawale approached Yumi, a smirk on her face as she observed the scene. “Looks like Yumi’s having a pretty intense experience,” she remarked, her tone lightly amused.

Mr. Tanaka chuckled. “She seems completely caught up in it. I guess that’s one way to describe it!”

Yumi, barely able to register their presence, let out a loud moan. “Oh God… so… good…”

Ms. Kasawale glanced at Mr. Tanaka with a grin. “She’s pretty much in another world right now. I think she’s beyond caring if we turned it off at this point. And honestly, she seems to be doing just fine.”

Mr. Tanaka shook his head, still amused by the scene. “It’s almost like she’s having a full-body experience.”

Ms. Kasawale nodded in agreement. “Exactly. I’ll check on her briefly, but she’s clearly enjoying herself. Let’s not disturb her too much.”

She approached Yumi, giving her a reassuring smile. “You’re doing amazing, Yumi. Just keep enjoying yourself.”

Turning back to Mr. Tanaka, she offered him a comforting nod. “Reiko should be around here somewhere. Take your time to appreciate her; she’s quite a sight.”

As Ms. Kasawale left Mr. Tanaka to reconnect with Reiko, she couldn’t help but chuckle softly at Yumi’s delirious state. She knew the night was still full of possibilities, and she was ready to embrace every moment of it.

Tanaka and Ms. Kasawale approached Reiko, who remained on all fours, her body a stunning display of voluptuous curves. She was a living embodiment of sensuality, her immense breasts hanging with a weighty allure, their size almost surreal, like ripe, juicy fruit begging to be plucked. Her figure was so exaggeratedly curvaceous that it almost seemed like an impossible dream—an irresistible feast for the eyes.

Her skin, slick with a light sheen, glistened under the soft lights, enhancing the contours of her massive, pendulous breasts and the rounded perfection of her hips and buttocks. Each curve seemed to invite admiration and touch, the swell of her body creating an almost hypnotic rhythm as she shifted slightly. The sight of her was enough to make anyone’s mouth water, a vision of indulgent decadence, reminiscent of a thick, succulent roast prepared for an extravagant feast.

Tanaka’s eyes widened at the sight, taking in every sumptuous detail. Kasawale, noticing his awe, smirked with satisfaction. “Reiko’s quite a sight, isn’t she?” she remarked, her tone dripping with admiration. “Every inch of her is just captivating.”

Tanaka nodded, unable to tear his gaze away from the voluptuous woman before him. “She’s incredible. I’ve never seen anyone like her.”

As they stood before Reiko, her massive curves and nearly surreal proportions on full display, Ms. Kasawale turned to Tanaka with a teasing grin. “I bet you’re hard again after seeing her like this, aren’t you?”

Tanaka, caught off guard, felt his face heat up but couldn’t help but chuckle as he admitted, “Yeah, I am. It’s hard not to be with a sight like this.”

Kasawale laughed, a rich, knowing sound. “Don’t worry, you’re not alone. Every man who sees Reiko like this has the same reaction. My boyfriends—every single one of them—would practically drool at the sight of her.”

Tanaka, emboldened by the casual banter, interjected with a grin, “Even those with the, uh, large penises?”

Kasawale smirked, nodding enthusiastically. “Especially those! It was almost impossible to hold them back. There’s something about Reiko that brings out the primal in everyone.”

They both laughed at the absurdity and truth in that statement. Tanaka shook his head, still smiling. “I guess that’s just the effect she has.”

Kasawale’s tone turned a bit more mischievous as she added, “You know, Reiko doesn’t really discriminate. She’s not picky—if we leave her unattended for even a minute, she might end up with someone climbing on her. It’s happened before, believe me.”

Tanaka chuckled, the idea both amusing and oddly believable given Reiko’s overwhelming allure. “Well, I guess we better keep an eye on her then.”

Kasawale grinned, handing him the cloth and oil. “Exactly. Now, let’s take good care of her. Start by oiling up her butt and then polish the rest of her skin. She loves a good pampering.”

Tanaka took the cloth and oil, looking somewhat puzzled. “Oil and cloth? For her skin?”

“Exactly,” Kasawale said with a grin. “Make sure you’re thorough. She deserves the best care.”

As they started applying the oil to Reiko’s skin, Tanaka couldn’t help but be a little clumsy, his hands slipping as he tried to find the best way to polish her massive breasts. Reiko let out a soft, contented sigh, her body subtly arching into his touch as she relaxed under their care. Kasawale watched him for a moment, biting back a laugh before she stepped in to help.

“Here, Tanaka, let me give you a hand. These things are like trying to polish two oversized water balloons,” she teased, gently lifting one of Reiko’s pendulous breasts to demonstrate the technique. As she did, Reiko hummed in approval, a pleased smile spreading across her lips. “You have to really get under them, like this.”

Tanaka followed her lead, their hands occasionally brushing against each other as they worked together to oil and polish Reiko’s skin. Every so often, Reiko would shift slightly, a low moan escaping her lips as they hit a particularly sensitive spot. The whole situation was so absurd that it was hard not to laugh.

Kasawale grinned at him. “You know, my boyfriends always got a kick out of this part. They’d joke about it like they were shining up a prized sports car or something.”

Tanaka snorted, the mental image almost too much. “Do you ever feel like you need a whole team just to get the job done?”

Kasawale chuckled as Reiko let out a small, breathy laugh herself. “Sometimes, yeah! Maybe we should get the whole crew in here next time. Make it a group effort.”

They all burst out laughing, the idea of an entire team of people trying to polish Reiko like some kind of bizarre assembly line too ridiculous to resist. As they caught their breath, Kasawale gave Tanaka a conspiratorial wink.

“Though, I have to admit, I kind of like having you all to myself for this. You’re surprisingly good at it for a first-timer.”

Tanaka grinned back, a little proud despite the ridiculousness of the situation. Reiko murmured in agreement, her eyes half-lidded in pleasure. “Feels nice… keep going…”

“Thanks, I guess I’m a natural,” Tanaka replied, his confidence boosted by her response.

Just then, a particularly loud, **** moan echoed from Yumi’s direction, causing both of them to pause and glance over. Reiko giggled softly, her body still quivering slightly from the attention she was receiving. Kasawale shook her head with a bemused smile.

“She’s really losing it over there, huh?” Kasawale remarked, still chuckling.

Tanaka nodded, half-joking, “Should we, uh, check on her? Or is she good?”

Reiko, clearly enjoying the attention, chimed in with a breathy voice, “She’s probably fine… just, you know, a little overwhelmed…”

Kasawale waved a hand dismissively. “Oh, she’s fine. Trust me, she wouldn’t even notice if the building caught fire.”

They all laughed again, the sound of Yumi’s increasingly **** moans providing a strange but humorous backdrop to their banter. Reiko’s soft, pleased murmurs blended in with their laughter, making it clear she was thoroughly enjoying herself.

As Tanaka’s hands began to explore Reiko’s soft, inviting curves, he could feel the heat radiating from her body. He started off gently, almost reverently, tracing the lines of her figure. But Ms. Kasawale’s words echoed in his mind—*don’t be gentle.*

With a deep breath, he let go of his hesitation. His grip tightened, fingers digging into Reiko’s flesh with more ****, earning a throaty moan from her. She arched her back into his touch, her hips subtly pressing against him, encouraging him to go further.

“Just like that,” Ms. Kasawale murmured, watching them with a satisfied smile. “Reiko loves it when you take charge. Don’t be afraid to let loose.”

Tanaka, emboldened by her words and Reiko’s responsive moans, let his hands roam more freely. He gripped her hips firmly, pulling her closer, his touch now confident and assertive. Reiko’s breathing quickened, a low growl of pleasure escaping her lips.

“See? She’s loving it,” Ms. Kasawale said, her voice a mix of encouragement and teasing. “She’s a good girl, but she’s got a wild side that just craves being pushed.”

Reiko’s moans grew louder, her body writhing under Tanaka’s hands. She could feel the shift in his demeanor, the way he was finally giving in to the primal urges that Ms. Kasawale had urged him to embrace. It sent a thrill through her, making her pulse race with excitement.

Tanaka’s hands moved to her breasts, their weight heavy in his palms. They were massive, almost too much for him to hold properly, but he didn’t back down. He kneaded the soft flesh with both hands, feeling the way they yielded under his touch, the smoothness of her skin contrasting with the firm pressure of his fingers. Reiko gasped, her body reacting instantly to the rougher treatment.

“Harder,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire. “Don’t hold back.”

Tanaka glanced up at Ms. Kasawale, who nodded approvingly. “You heard her, Mr. Tanaka. Reiko’s not fragile—she wants it rough, and she can take more than you think.”

Spurred on, Tanaka gripped Reiko’s breasts tighter, squeezing them firmly as he leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. “Like this?” he asked, his voice low and rough.

Reiko’s response was immediate—a sharp intake of breath followed by a deep, guttural moan. “Yes… just like that.”

Ms. Kasawale chuckled softly, leaning back against the wall as she watched the scene unfold. “You’re a natural, Mr. Tanaka. Reiko’s going to have a hard time letting you go after this.”

Reiko’s eyes fluttered open, meeting Tanaka’s gaze. Her pupils were dilated, her cheeks flushed with arousal. “Don’t stop,” she urged him, her voice laced with need.

Tanaka felt a surge of confidence, his earlier apprehension completely forgotten. He let his hands roam over Reiko’s body, exploring every curve, every inch of her skin. He could feel her responding to him, her body trembling with each touch, each squeeze.

“Go on,” Ms. Kasawale urged with a knowing smile. “Give her everything you’ve got. She’s hungry for it.”

Reiko moaned louder, her hips grinding against Tanaka’s, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. “Harder… faster… don’t hold back,” she pleaded, her voice trembling with need.

Tanaka’s grip tightened, his movements becoming more forceful as he let himself get lost in the moment. Reiko’s cries of pleasure filled the room, mingling with the distant, **** moans of Yumi, who was still lost in her own world of ecstasy.

As Tanaka continued to explore Reiko’s body, he felt a surge of pride and satisfaction. He was giving her what she wanted—what she needed—and the way she was responding to him was driving him wild. He had never felt this powerful, this in control, and it was intoxicating.

Ms. Kasawale watched with a satisfied smile, her eyes gleaming with approval. “You’re doing great, Mr. Tanaka,” she said softly. “Reiko’s loving every second of it. You’ve really got a knack for this.”

Reiko’s moans reached a fever pitch, her body shuddering with pleasure as Tanaka continued to push her limits. She was completely at his mercy, and she loved every second of it. “More… more…” she begged, her voice breaking with need.

Tanaka, fueled by her desperation, gave her exactly what she wanted. His hands moved faster, his grip tighter, his touch more demanding. Reiko’s body arched against him, her moans turning into screams of pleasure as she teetered on the edge of bliss.

Ms. Kasawale chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Looks like you’ve got her right where you want her, Mr. Tanaka. Keep it up—she’s almost there.”

Reiko’s body tensed, her back arching as she finally reached her peak. A loud, guttural scream tore from her throat as waves of pleasure washed over her, leaving her trembling and breathless. Tanaka held her tightly, his hands still roaming over her body as she came down from her high.

Ms. Kasawale nodded approvingly, her smile widening. “Well done, Mr. Tanaka. I think Reiko’s going to be very happy with you.”

Reiko’s body went limp in his arms, her breathing ragged and uneven. She looked up at him with a dazed, satisfied smile, her eyes filled with gratitude and admiration. “Thank you…” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Tanaka felt a surge of pride, his chest swelling with satisfaction. He had given Reiko exactly what she wanted, and the look of pure bliss on her face was all the reward he needed.

Ms. Kasawale stepped forward, her smile softening as she looked down at Reiko. “You did great, Reiko. You really know how to pick them.”

Reiko let out a soft laugh, her body still trembling from the intensity of her release. “He’s… something special,” she murmured, her voice filled with affection.

Tanaka couldn’t help but smile, his earlier apprehension completely forgotten. He had proven himself, not just to Reiko, but to himself as well. And the feeling of accomplishment was something he would never forget.