"We're close enough that you can tell me, right? Or… show me."
Her whole body jolted. "S-show you…? T-that's too embarrassing…"
"You're already wet, aren't you? You've been shifting your legs since the train."
Her thighs clamped together at my words, but she couldn't deny it. Her lips quivered before she whispered.
"…If I do it… then I get to pleasure you too."
"Deal. But you go first."
This was the Kotoha I was familiar with. Her lewdness was beginning to shine through.
Her skirt rode high around her hips, leaving nothing to hide. Between her trembling thighs, the soft mound of her slit was bare and vulnerable, the lips flushed a delicate pink from arousal.
The folds glistened under the room's light, swollen and slick, parted just enough to reveal the glossy sheen of wetness that clung to her. A thin strand had already traced down the curve of her inner thigh, catching the air before breaking into a glimmering bead.
It's beautiful.
"…Souta-kun… don't stare so much…"
"Touch yourself."
Her blush deepened, but her hand slid between her legs. The moment her fingers brushed her swollen clit, she let out a trembling sigh.
"…Ahhh… haahh…"
Her hips twitched, her body surrendering instantly. Her fingers moved in timid circles at first, but the slick sounds grew louder as her wetness coated her hand. Her chest heaved, the outline of her small breasts straining against her blouse, her nipples stiff peaks pressing through the thin fabric.
"Souta-kun… watching me like this… it's so embarrassing… but it feels too good…"
She moaned louder as she slipped two fingers inside, her back arching, thighs spread wide. Her pale skin glistened with sweat, her lips parted in helpless cries. Within moments her body convulsed, climax tearing through her, juices dripping down her hand and thighs.
She slumped back, panting, her face glowing red. "…Haah… I-I did it… Now let me pleasure you…"
Her damp fingers reached for my belt, fumbling until she freed me. Her hand wrapped around me, timid but eager, stroking clumsily.
"…It's so hot… Souta-kun… it's twitching…"
"Not just your hand. Use your mouth."
"Eh… Y-you mean… m-mouth…?"
"Do it."
Her blush spread down her neck, but she obeyed. She leaned closer, breath hot against me, and pressed her lips to the tip. A shy lick, then she parted her mouth and took me in.
"…Mmmphh…"
I've been dreaming of this moment since I came back. The clumsy movement of her tongue almost made me cum instantly.
Her tongue moved uncertainly, licking and swirling as she sucked. Drool spilled quickly, dripping down her chin, wet sounds filling the room. She gagged as I guided her lower, tears welling in her eyes, but she clung to me, stroking the base with her hand, desperate to please.
"Nnnghh… Souta-kun… it's filling my mouth… I can't breathe if I take it deeper…"
She pulled back with a wet pop, panting, saliva trailing from her lips. Then she pushed down again, forcing herself farther until her throat convulsed around me.
Her moans vibrated against me, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. I held her head, thrusting into her mouth, her teary eyes looking up at me with submission.
"Kotoha-chan… I'm cumming."
"Mmmphhh!"
She gagged as my release poured into her throat, thick spurts flooding her mouth. Her eyes widened, her throat bulged as she swallowed frantically. Tears streamed, saliva and cum mixing into a messy drip down her chin. She refused to pull away until it was all gone.
When I finally let her up, she gasped for air, her lips glistening white, tongue darting out to lick the mess clinging to her face.
"…Haah… Souta-kun… there was so much… but I swallowed it all…♡"
I stroked her cheek, her face wet and glowing red. "Good girl. You earned a reward."
"A… reward…?"
I pushed her back onto the sofa, spreading her legs wide. Her bare pussy was still soaked, folds glistening. My fingers slid inside easily, her body clamping down instantly.
"Ahhhhnnn! N-no, not right after—ahhh!"
Her back arched as I curled my fingers, stroking deep, her juices spilling over my hand. Her hips lifted helplessly, breasts bouncing under her blouse as she writhed.
"Nghhh—Souta-kun, I'm gonna—ahhhhnn!"
She came hard again, thighs shaking violently as her pussy gushed around my fingers. I pulled them free, slick with her climax, and pressed them against her lips.
"Lick."
"…Uuu… you're terrible…" But she obeyed, sucking my fingers clean, moaning softly as she tasted herself.
Kotoha lay sprawled on the sofa, thighs glistening, chest heaving under her blouse. Sweat dampened her bangs, and her flushed face turned toward me with a dazed, needy look. Her lips still shone faintly from swallowing me earlier, and her body trembled from the climax I'd just wrung out of her.
I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead. She blinked up at me, wide-eyed, as if the tenderness itself was more shocking than everything filthy I had made her do.
"…Souta-kun…"
I stroked her cheek, thumb brushing across her heated skin. "Kotoha-chan. If you want to keep going… then you're not allowed to touch yourself anymore."
Her eyes widened, her mouth falling open. "…Ehh? B-but…!"
"No more sneaking your hands under your skirt when you're alone. No rubbing yourself to sleep at night. You only cum when I make you cum."
Her blush deepened all the way to her ears, her thighs pressing together instinctively.
"…That's… too mean…"
"Not mean. It's a rule. From now on, your body belongs to me. Every time you feel horny, you'll have to come to me and beg."
Her breathing quickened, her chest rising and falling beneath her blouse. She bit her lip, torn between shame and arousal, her damp skirt still rucked up around her hips.
"…So… I can't… unless it's you…?"
"Exactly."
She trembled, then nodded with a tiny, helpless sound. "…Okay… I'll obey…"