"Of course I'm a bad guy. Otherwise, why would I agree to such requests from you righteous Sailor Moons?"
Ryuji smirked mischievously and kissed Makoto's cheek again, feeling the temperature rise from her shyness. It was utterly adorable.
This was a wonderful feeling. Having sex with a girl was naturally incredibly pleasurable, but honestly, if one really wanted, modern technology could make you feel so good upon penetration that you'd have to ejaculate immediately. And with some ingenious toys, one could even experience pleasure surpassing that with a woman, without a woman present.
But this sense of interaction, this feeling of dominance, was something machines could never provide. The sublime interaction of having a girl completely submit under one's various methods... that was the real appeal.
Why do they say 'ride the wildest horse'?
Because the feeling of conquest is hard to resist.
The relationship between men and women is also one of mutual taming. It just depends on each individual's skills and assets as to who is the master and who is the subordinate.
But without a doubt, at this moment, Makoto had completely surrendered to Ryuji.
"Here, stir it like this."
Holding Makoto's arm to stir the soup pot, Ryuji continuously rubbed his cock against Makoto's butt. Although Ryuji was sure Makoto's body was already reacting, and he could probably enter her directly now, he still didn't make a move. Instead, he continued nonchalantly teaching her how to cook.
Makoto's mind was no longer on the food at all. She just wanted to fall into Ryuji's arms quickly and let him have his way with her.
But her shyness made her too afraid to take the initiative. So, even though her legs felt weak, she could only lean her body into Ryuji's embrace as much as possible while maintaining her stance, allowing Ryuji to better feel her body, forcibly enduring the calls of her own body.
Finally, when the stew was ready, when Ryuji held her hands and lifted the pot, her arms brushing against the sides of her breasts, she completely lost control and instinctively let out a sound.
"Mmm..."
The feeling was very strange. When she practiced dance and skating before, it wasn't like she'd never touched herself there like this. But now, at this moment, her breasts felt like a water-filled balloon, like a dandelion in full bloom not only uncomfortably swollen, but the slightest touch gave her a feeling of wanting to explode!
So, she completely melted into Ryuji's embrace and let out a sound as if emerging from water.
"Ryuji..."
Ryuji chuckled lightly, placed the pot on the table, and then held Makoto, allowing her body to slide down until her chest caught on his arm wrapped around her, stopping her descent. Then, he lowered his head and gently kissed her pink and moist lips.
There was no resistance at all, only a slippery tongue that was eager and unsatisfied.
Ryuji savored it, and Makoto actively offered her tongue for Ryuji, this greedy fellow, to taste. It was like a priestess presenting her offering, prepared for Ryuji to plunder everything.
This kiss brought great satisfaction to both. Feeling Ryuji gently squeeze her tongue with his teeth, his rough tongue carefully licking the tongue she offered, feeling him greedy sucking her air and saliva, Makoto felt a sense of being appreciated, approved, and complimented.
He really likes me!
Ryuji's passion gave Makoto this feeling. It's also why a man who is full of energy in bed always make women more devoted and attracted to him, because in a way, it's proof of love. The more intense and craving, the more it proves the man can't live without her!
This is also a woman's desire for conquest!
It is the conquest of completely displaying and dedicating one's beauty, making the man utterly obsessed and conquered!
So, who is the prey? It's a very difficult thing to discern!
Without further words, Ryuji picked up the completely limp Makoto in a princess carry. Dressed in jeans and a short-sleeved shirt, Makoto rested in his arms feeling at ease and anticipating what was to come. Her feet, clad in pure white socks, swayed, looking quite playful and cute.
But when Ryuji laid her on the bed and directly reached for the button on her pants, she couldn't help but close her eyes. And when Ryuji lifted her legs, took off her pants, and revealed her fair, long legs underneath, she still couldn't help but open her eyes.
She saw Ryuji holding one of her white-socked feet with one hand, while the other caressed her thigh. Then he lowered his head, looking at her white thighs, seemingly deep in thought.
She subconsciously thought that he wanted to bathe with her, so, wanting to prove she was clean and due to other inexplicable thoughts and expectations, she spoke up.
"I... I took a shower before I came."
Ryuji, of course, knew. He was just admiring Makoto's thighs.
"So considerate. But, no matter when, I wouldn't mind."
After saying this, Ryuji, under Makoto's gaze, lowered his head and, while she watched with a blushing face, brought his lips to touch her smooth, fair calf. He kissed and tasted the white and smooth long legs with his tongue.
Ryuji had been curious for a long time. The Sailor Moons undoubtedly all had beautiful, long legs. Even a airhead like Usagi had very pretty legs.
So he gently licked the beautiful skin he passed over, each touch sending shivers of numbness and itchiness through Makoto. Some were psychological, some were physical.
But when Ryuji's tongue reached the base of her thigh, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and pressed her hand against Ryuji's face. Because as Ryuji arrived at her fair thigh, a feeling of emptiness and itchy numbness assaulted her most sensitive part, which was also the part soon to be dedicated to Ryuji.
"This feels... so strange, Ryuji... it's so strange."
Ryuji didn't continue to tease her. Instead, he raised himself up, leaned close to Makoto's face, lifted her chin with his finger, and spoke softly.
"Does it? But I think every part of your body is a work of art, and it's my work of art."
As he spoke, he began kissing Makoto's neck, lavishing attention on her elegant collarbone and chin. Makoto's breathing grew increasingly rapid because of it.
But what made her breath catch most was Ryuji's hand, which had somehow found its way inside her clothes. It started at her navel, caressing its way up until it reached her chest.
The new bra she wore was a mature style. Ryuji's hand slipped directly under the curve of her breast, into the garment designed to make her bust appear more lifted, and his fingers found and pinched the pink bud nestled there.
The sensation was incredibly peculiar. She felt a certain emptiness being partially filled, but she desired Ryuji to kiss her lips even more. So, her hands came up to cradle his face, guiding the person sending these tingling, numbing waves through her to look at her slightly parted lips.
No words were needed for the girl's invitation. Ryuji kissed her again. This time, his other hand was already moving towards the white fabric covering her most intimate place. With the cooperation of the owner of this pristine body, he easily curled her legs up, allowing the soft, cotton, white panties to drift away from her form like falling snowflakes, slipping from her legs which had the elegant curve of ivory chopsticks and landing on the equally white bedsheets. Revealing her pink pussy between her plump snow white thighs.
Her pussy glistened with nectar, tempting the one eager to taste the forbidden fruit. By the time Makoto lay panting and satisfied on the bed, she realized her top and bra had been pushed up completely to her neck. She bit her lip and, cooperating with Ryuji's movements, freed herself from her last remaining garments entirely.
Well, not entirely. Her white socks remained, those were the final pieces of fabric left on her body.
She rubbed her fair soles, wanting to take the socks off because they felt far too out of place at a moment like this.
But how could such a movement escape Ryuji's notice? As Ryuji removed his own shirt, revealing his toned muscles, Makoto couldn't resist reaching out to touch his abs. But she also found her foot being captured by Ryuji once again.
"It seems my little cutie can't stand it anymore," Ryuji said with a chuckle.
Under Makoto's blushing, expectant gaze, he somewhat roughly removed her socks, revealing toes curled tightly together from nervousness, like pink pearls, and the beautifully arched lines of her feet.
He played with them appreciatively for a moment, then gently kissed Makoto's ankle. He then parted her snow-white legs, fully revealing the tightly closed, yet wet pussy glistening with love juices.
A light touch of his finger made Makoto's whole body tremble, and she closed her eyes. When Ryuji moved to kiss her pussy, Makoto immediately tried to block him with her hands, but it was futile. Ryuji's lips still made contact with the closed pussy.
Makoto's mouth fell open. She didn't know what this feeling was, but when Ryuji's tongue traced over that tiny, pearl-like clit, she finally understood what could fill the emptiness inside her!
And as Ryuji continuously suckled the love juices from her pussy, emitting satisfied sighs, her mind became incapable of coherent thought. She felt something within her, under Ryuji's ministrations, was on the verge of shattering.
Then, when Ryuji's lips finally released her clit, she involuntarily opened her eyes. What she saw was a long dick positioned at the entrance to her pussy, poised like a bee's stinger, ready to pierce into her body.
So big...
For the girl, fueled by both anticipation and fear, Ryuji's cock seemed to be bigger than a bucket. She felt a mix of fear and confusion, unsure if such a thing could really enter her body.
Moreover, this thing felt and looked different from what I had felt against my butt or what I imagined.
It seemed even more menacing and terrifying!
She was at a loss for words. But Ryuji chose that moment to kiss her lips again. She resisted slightly, but the resistance stemmed from shame, because as Ryuji's tongue invaded her mouth, she not only tasted him but also a strange, yet familiar, taste of herself.
At the same time, her her pussy was invaded by a rude guest. Unlike Ryuji's polite demeanor, this intruder was quite rough. Once it entered, no matter what resistance it encountered, it did not pause, determinedly pushing into her deepest part!
The symbol of her purity was pierced through almost instantly, offering little resistance!
"Mmph!"
Makoto let out a muffled moan. Then she felt Ryuji's hands continuously playing with her breasts. The pleasure transmitted from her nipples made her briefly forget the pain. The blissful feeling from the kiss also began to indulge her.
Ryuji, meanwhile, felt he had entered an incredibly tight pussy. It was hard to believe a girl like Makoto was already so fully developed there; he had been a little worried.
Feeling Makoto's body gradually relax under his caresses, he began his own rhythm, repeatedly withdrawing and thrusting his cock, savoring the exquisite feel of the slick, tender pussy!
Pah!* Pah!* Pah!*
"Ahhn~ Ahh~ Ahh~"
This pleasurable sensation continued. Soon, Makoto too began to appreciate the beauty of this motion, rather than just feeling the pain.
She continuously kissed Ryuji's body. But when Ryuji quickened his pace, she lost the ability to kiss him back. All she could do was keep her mouth open, gasping for air, being thoroughly claimed by Ryuji.
"Ahnn~ Ah... ahh~ Ohhhn~ mmmnn~!!!!'
She felt as if she were on a boat, constantly being tossed up, thrown into the sky!
Ryuji also felt an incredible sensation. A virgin's endurance was usually weaker, the duration of her orgasm relatively short, and the convulsing channel wouldn't last long. But Makoto was different!
Her body and mind had factually reached climax, but unlike other girls who, once pushed over the edge by his relentless assault, seemed to stay suspended in ecstasy, Makoto had reached her climax. Her pussy was continuously spasming, yet she could maintain this state!
In other words, as long as he could keep going, she could stay in a continuous state of orgasm, maintaining that extreme tightness!
Ryuji grew excited. He increased his speed, pounding into her relentlessly. Makoto completely lost her reason, emitting all sorts of sounds.
"Owww~!!! Ahnnnn~!"
"Mmnn~Yes!... ahhn~harder!!!!"
"Ahn~! Ryuji! R-Ryuji—!"
These sounds caused Misato, who had just returned home and opened the door, to blush for a moment, and plunged the three women in the basement into silence.
Especially Fujiko, who had already slipped her hand inside her own clothes!
However, such intense pleasure inevitably has its limits. After ten minutes, Makoto could no longer maintain the feeling. She completely lost control of her body. Ryuji was also satisfied, so with one final, deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt at the entrance to her womb, held firmly in place, and released his fiery semen directly inside!
The next instant! Makoto let out a strangled cry, her body going completely limp on the bed.
"Ahhaaa~ahhh~ah...ahhhhhhh!!!!!!
Haaah*! Haaahh*! Haah*!
She breathed heavily but couldn't make a sound. Streams of fluid seeped from both her well-used pussy and her other, smaller opening.
Ryuji took a breath, using his water-manipulation to discreetly channel away the accidental release from her other opening. Then, he gently pressed on Makoto's lower abdomen, helping to expel the mixture that had slightly swollen her belly, preparing for another round.
A red-and-white mixture continuously flowed out from the now-tightening pussy. But when Ryuji attempted a second round, he found Makoto had completely lost all strength.
Even though she could endure for so long during the climax, once the first round ended, she lacked the capacity for another!
Looking at Ryuji's cock, which was already standing tall again, Makoto felt a wave of helplessness and shame. She truly had no strength left! No energy either. The prolonged orgasm lasting over ten minutes had brought her immense mental satisfaction. Now, even looking at Ryuji, she only felt happiness, but no desire to do it again!
"You really are..."
The key point was, she was genuinely, thoroughly satisfied!
"Sorry, Ryuji, I..."
Looking at Ryuji's awkward expression, Makoto bit her lip. She also wanted to go another round with Ryuji, but the feeling of utter satisfaction and mental exhaustion made it impossible.
"Mmm, you really are something else..."
Ryuji was also somewhat speechless. Although the sensation Makoto had given him was incredibly good, having only one round was... frustrating, to say the least.
"I can't help it..."
Makoto covered her face, feeling it probably wasn't her fault, but Ryuji's.
Her eyes drifted down to Ryuji's cock, which was still standing tall and proud. She bit her lip again and spoke.
"Actually, if you don't mind..."
She didn't even know how she managed to say it, but she slightly turned her body, presenting her full, plump butt cheeks to Ryuji, and lightly pursed her lips.
While she wasn't particularly fond of this, she was aware of such things.
"Hmm, as for this..."
Ryuji squeezed Makoto's soft butt cheeks. Although the impact from taking her from behind felt great, very few girls actually found sensation there. Out of all the girls he'd been with, only a handful could feel pleasure from anal.
He didn't mind it with those girls, since everyone could enjoy it. But...
Ryuji's finger gently stroked the tightly closed entrance and asked.
"Can you feel anything from it?"
Makoto was taken aback for a moment, then shyly nodded.
"Y-yes, I can..."
Ryuji was stunned. A flash of insight told him this was absolutely not normal. So he asked,
"What about your tongue? I mean, when we kiss, do you..."
Makoto covered her face again.
"Mmm... yes, that too... My feet, my legs as well... And, when we kiss... I... I really want you to... touch my throat... Ugh! It's completely normal at other times!"
Makoto felt utterly mortified. Because when Ryuji kissed her, she felt the same sensation as when he entered her pussy!
It was completely fine when eating or drinking normally, but the moment Ryuji touched her, she felt it everywhere, even in her feet!
Just not as intensely as her pussy!
Is this what shoujo manga is like?!
Ryuji was shocked!
He knew that this was definitely because of this world's peculiarities, no! The peculiarities of these Sailor Moons!
Because Ran and Mira didn't have reactions like this!
They didn't feel anything from anal either! If they did, it was more of an excretory sensation! Their throats and tongues certainly didn't feel like what Makoto described!
"I see... Well, let's give it a try then. Since your throat wants it..."
Ryuji gently lifted Makoto's body, looking at the tears of shame welling in the corners of her eyes. He softly stroked her head and, under Makoto's resolute gaze, gently pressed her head down.
Makoto, fighting back her shame, tremblingly brought her lips into contact with Ryuji's cock. But what was normally a mundane touch became intensely sensitive the moment it touched his cock. Her tongue, like the bud on a flower being kissed by Ryuji before, produced an overwhelming urge to press itself firmly against his shaft!
Just pressing tightly against it gave her an intense, stimulating sensation!
Subconsciously, she took Ryuji's cock deep into her throat.
At that moment, Ryuji saw a sudden gush of fluid erupt from Makoto's bottom, who was kneeling in front of him and there were even some white traces on it.
Soon, Makoto's throat began to constrict tightly. Ryuji, satisfied, rewarded her with some milk. Excited, Ryuji had no intention of stopping. He quickly summoned water to clean Makoto's body, then entered her from behind.
But this time, he hadn't even released yet. After just a few minutes, Makoto completely lost her strength and climaxed herself.
Clearly, being treated like this for the first time was far too stimulating for Makoto, both physically and mentally!
"Ugh... This is really..."
Looking at the dazed Makoto, Ryuji felt too embarrassed to continue. He held Makoto's hips and slowly rubbed against her, releasing once more himself, then lay down to sleep, holding the satisfied Makoto.
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