Chapter 87 – Birthday – 2
We left the restaurant together.
I offered my hand. After only a small pause she slipped her fingers into mine, and we began walking side by side like any newly official couple.
'Is this what date feels like?'
The village felt different when experienced this way. We moved at an unhurried pace past familiar shops and quiet residential lanes. Every so often Sakura would glance down at our joined hands, a small smile on her lips.
"I've never really done this before," she admitted after a while. "Walking around like this with someone. It feels… nice."
"Good," I answered. "That's the point of today. No rush. Just enjoy your birthday."
We stopped first at a small riverside path. A few civilians and off-duty shinobi were strolling by, but no one paid us special attention.
I bought two skewers of dango from a street vendor and handed one to her. Sakura accepted it and took a small bite.
After finishing the snack, we continued walking. We were not saying anything. We were just enjoying the atmosphere.
We eventually found a quiet coffee shop.
We went inside and booked the private room.
I sat on the chair, and I guided Sakura onto the same bench. Now we were sitting side by side.
I stretched one arm along the backrest and then settled it firmly around her waist, drawing her a little closer.
"Ah…"
Sakura's body went briefly rigid. A bright flush spread across her cheeks. Because of the height difference, I was looking down at her while she had to tilt her face slightly upward. Our faces were close enough that I could feel the warmth of her quickened breath.
I had no intention of stopping at a simple hug.
"You liked the date?"
"Yes… Mmm…♥"
She was going to say something, but I just kissed her. She was surprised for a second, but then she closed her eyes and began to enjoy the kiss.
"Kiss…♥ Kiss…♥"
The first contact was soft. It was just the gentle press of lips against lips. I lingered there for only a second before pulling back just enough to speak.
"Sakura."
"Y-yes…?"
"Open your mouth a little."
She paused because of the embarrassment, but I asked her again.
"Quickly."
"…Yes, Alex…♥"
She parted her lips. The moment the small gap appeared, I kissed her mouth properly. I slid my tongue and began to play with her tongue.
"Kiss…♥ Kiss…♥"
My hand moved from her waist to the back of her head, holding her in place as I deepened the kiss.
This kiss was not a gentle first kiss. It was a strong, thorough French kiss. My tongue was playing against hers in a slow motion.
"Mmm…♥ Kiss…♥"
The wet sounds of the kiss filled the quiet room. I sucked lightly on her lower lip, then her upper, before claiming her tongue again. We were kissing for more than 10 minutes.
When I finally released her, Sakura's lips were shiny and slightly swollen and her breathing was uneven. There was a thin string of saliva connected between our mouths.
I brushed my thumb across her damp lower lip.
"Happy birthday," I murmured. "That was your first gift."
Sakura's eyes were filled with lust after the kiss. And she wanted more. She put her head closer to mine for another kiss when suddenly…
Knock!
Knock!
There was a soft knock on the door.
"Come in. It seems like our coffee has arrived."
The door opened and a beautiful waitress stepped inside carrying a small tray.
She set two cups of carefully prepared coffee on the table in front of us. As she leaned forward to place them, her eyes met mine for a brief moment. A knowing, distinctly lewd smile curved her lips. It was the kind of look that said she recognized me and had heard more than enough rumors about the "massage shop."
She didn't say a word, only let the smile while looking at my crotch.
After that she bowed and went outside the room. And she locked it.
Click…!
I picked up my cup and began to take a sip. Sakura did the same. We slowly drink the coffee.
Neither of us spoke for a short while. Finally, we finish the cup of coffee.
I set my coffee cup down and turned toward Sakura.
"Do you want to continue where we left off?"
Sakura paused for a moment. After only a second of hesitation, she gave a small, eager nod.
I leaned in and claimed her mouth again. This kiss started softer than the first but quickly deepened. At the same time my free hand slid upward from her waist, cupping one of her breasts through the fabric of her outfit and giving it a nice squeeze.
Squeeze! Knead!
"Mmh…♥ Aahh…♥ Kiss…♥"
A moan escaped into the kiss. Sakura's body tensed for a moment, then gradually melted in pleasure as I continued to massage her tits.
After what must have been a full fifteen minutes of deep kissing and steady groping, her entire body suddenly jerked.
"MMMMMmmmmm….♥♥♥"
A sharper moan vibrated against my lips. Her thighs pressed tightly together, and a visible tremor ran through her whole body.
She pulled back from the kiss to gasp for air. Her face was flushed deep and her eyes were unfocused.
I moved my hand from her tits to her pussy. She was not wearing any panties. But I could feel her dress drenched with her pussy juices.
She was soaked. The continuous stimulation had pushed her over the edge, and she had cum from kisses and tits.
I rubbed my fingers against her wet pussy lips and hard clit.
"Mmmm… ♥Aahhh…♥"
I withdrew my hand and looked at it. It was wet with her pussy juices.
I brushed a strand of pink hair from her face with the same hand.
"How about we take this somewhere more private?"
Glup!
She swallowed her saliva and answered in a soft voice.
"…Yes. Please…♥"