A Man Who Lost Confidence, to a Gentle Chastity-Reversed World - Chapter 44: A New Relationship, Drowning in Soft Flesh ☆

Chapter 44: A New Relationship, Drowning in Soft Flesh ☆

“Hau! Y-Your… it’s coming in, Sato-kun… a, all of it inside me… it’s like a dream…”

Looking at our connection, Yamamoto-san blushes deeply, saying this.

Her voluptuous breasts sway with each tremble of her body. My perverse thoughts, dyed pink, are fixated on the erotic sight before me.

As my cock fully enters her, her pussy pulses kyunkyun. I don’t know if it’s proof she’s feeling good, but I’m already consumed by pleasure.

“Yamamoto-san… it’s all in… it feels so good…!”

I can only voice my heart’s cry. Despite my foolish joy at being inside a voluptuous beauty, she accepts it happily.

“S-Sato-kun… I-I feel good too… your cock’s so hard… you’re too erotic…!”

Her teary gaze, cute yet stirring my heart, makes me propose something uncool, unable to restrain my desire.

“Y-Yamamoto-san… I want to touch your breasts…!”

I desperately want to knead her ample chest. I want to be gentle, but selfish words spill out.

Yet she gazes at me.

“I-It’s okay… touch them as much as you want… n’a…!”

Before she finishes, I grab her huge breasts. Their softness, spreading in my hands, melts my rationality, and I knead them guniguni.

“Ugh, Sato-kun… your touch is so naughty… n, ahh…!”

Only a super handsome guy should touch such breasts, not someone like me. Unworthy, I keep fondling.

“Your breasts… so soft… I want to do this forever…!”

I’m losing my mind. Her lewd moans make my kneading rougher, thoughts of gentleness vanishing.

As if guided, my right hand moves to her slightly darker nipple. Touching the hardened tip, her pussy clenches tightly for a moment.

“Aan! Th-There… no! It’s too much… my mind’s going blank… fu, haa…!”

Her every reaction hardens my cock, quickening my hips. My initially slow thrusts grow faster with familiarity.

“Sorry, Yamamoto-san… I-I’m touching… sorry…!”

I apologize, but my actions are perverse. My left hand touches her other nipple, drowning in lust.

Her mature nipples elicit louder moans, and she starts drooling.

“Murii… I’m gonna… ihhyau, gonna come… n, a, aaa…!”

Her slurred speech ends in a loud cry, her body trembling bikubiku. I release her hands and stop my hips.

Breathing heavily, she looks at me with unfocused eyes.

“S-Sato-kun… sorry, I came… just me…”

Words like erotic, cute, and arousing dominate my mind. Her moans to my selfish acts break my restraint.

“Sorry… you’re too erotic, Yamamoto-san… my mind’s…!”

In a rush, I lean forward, kissing her lips boldly. It’s what lovers do, and she doesn’t push me away.

My cock pierces deeper, our skin pressing together, heightening my excitement.

“Nhaa, sahoufun, sahou, fun…!”

Calling my name while our tongues entwine, I respond with weak hip movements.

My mind only wants to love her, make her moan with my cock.

Her soft breasts and hard nipples make me feel the reality of our sex. In my old life, such an erotic girl would just be fap material, but now I’m with her.

She doesn’t reject our deep kiss, continuing to entwine her tongue.

“Nn, haa, himohii, hyau…!”

Her moans with each thrust, her irregular tongue movements, fuel my cock’s strength.

I thrust into her pussy with all my might, the sound of flesh colliding emphasizing her voluptuousness. Sex with a girl isn’t a dream—it’s undeniable reality.

“…Puha, Sato-kun… I’m so happy…”

Parting lips, she smiles joyfully. Seeing it, I pause my hips.

“You want me so much… like a sexy, wonderful prince… I really love you…!”

She gives me a light kiss. My affection for her deepens.

“…I-I… love you too, Yamamoto-san…!”

Uncharacteristically, I return a light kiss. Her pussy pulses kyunkyun, as if milking my semen.

“So happy… I can’t live without you, Sato-kun… hyau! Aan, it’s bigger again… faan, my pussy’s going crazy… n’aaa…!”

I’m at my limit. Her soft, embracing body accepts me. Semen surges to my cock.

“Inside again… I’m coming… sorry, ugh…!”

With a bachun thrust, I finish inside her pussy. My fourth ejaculation, though brief, feels like being milked dry.

“Aah, it’s coming… your semen, Sato-kun…! I’m coming too… a, yah, aaa…!”

She climaxes with me, her pussy twitching hikuhiku. Her expression is joyful, drowned in lust—a look I shouldn’t even see.

“Sato-kun, kiss…”

At her plea, we kiss again, tongues entwining. The kiss continues until my cock finishes and naturally slips from her pussy.

Parting lips, we gaze at each other, still embracing. Her thick lips are sticky with saliva, her breaths seductive.

Her eyes, now focusing, gaze at me with a dreamy look.

“S-Sato-kun, sorry… I was weird, right, auu…”

Calming down, Yamamoto-san regains her thoughts, now embarrassed rather than lascivious.

“It felt too good… I didn’t consider you, and I even begged for a kiss… I forced you, right?”

Her usual kindness is heartwarming, but I need to express my feelings.

“No way… I was the one doing whatever I wanted… we’re lovers, but I was the only one feeling good…”

She murmurs, “No… I should’ve done better…” trailing off. I can’t find the right response.

“…You’re both overthinking.”

Unable to watch, Asagi-san helps us.

“Shun-kun, you can be more selfish. Since you made Maki your lover, you should express what you want, and she’ll accept it.”

Yamamoto-san nods in agreement. Asagi-san turns to me.

“…You cherish us as lovers, Shun-kun. So, what makes you feel good is the happiest thing for us.”

Smiling shyly, she soothes my heart, then turns to Yamamoto-san.

“Maki, be more confident. Shun-kun said he loves your body so many times… honestly, I’m jealous.”

Asagi-san glances at me, then back at her. She’s not angry, but I feel a slight chill.

“…When Maki held you with her breasts, you looked so pleasured. I didn’t know they could be used like that. I wish I could do it.”

She cups her breasts, checking their size. Her beautiful shape makes me aroused again.

“N-No way… your figure’s better, Asagi…”

Yamamoto-san belittles herself again, unaware of her 95cm bust’s allure.

I want to deny both of them downplaying their eroticism. Unlike me, they should be confident.

“I-I think both your bodies are beautiful… um, erotic and I love them…”

My blunt words make Asagi-san and Yamamoto-san smile at me.

“…You’re so kind, Shun-kun, fufu.”

“Yeah… really cool…”

I don’t think I deserve such praise, but I can’t deny their feelings.

“I want your cock inside again… but you’re tired, right, Shun-kun? You should rest.”

Asagi-san suggests gently. The clock nears 2 p.m., meaning we’ve been at it for two hours.

In my old life, three times a day was my masturbation limit. In this world, my stamina’s increased, but four times in a short span might be taxing.

“Then, let’s lie down together?”

We don bathrobes from the closet and lie on the bed, me in the middle, side by side like a river’s kanji. Their loose robes make it embarrassing to look.

But I’m getting sleepy. Ejaculating multiple times must’ve drained me.

“Fufu, goodnight, Shun-kun… rest well, okay?”

“Goodnight, Sato-kun…”

Hearing their voices, I let go of consciousness. I should stay awake, but my body craves rest.

When I wake, Asagi-san and Yamamoto-san are sleeping beside me. It confirms this wasn’t a dream but reality. I might’ve burdened them, though.

Asagi-san’s sleeping face is angelic—fluttering lashes, translucent skin, soft breaths from small lips, all beautiful, making me happy just to see.

Yamamoto-san’s face, both girlish and mature, is adorable. Her thick lips tremble purupuru, exuding eroticism.

Her robe’s front is open, her enticing breasts spilling out. I can’t stop staring, aroused by her near-visible nipples.

I sit up slowly on the bed. They show no signs of waking, and I don’t want to force them.

My cock is erect again, like morning wood, fueled by the two erotic beauties before me.

I’m a terrible person. I want to masturbate to them, and I’m about to act on it.

My desire to ejaculate overflows. I don’t want to push them, so my thoughts revert to old habits.

Turning to Yamamoto-san, I prepare to stroke my cock. Her breasts, rising with her breaths, make me want to come first.

Using her as fap material while she sleeps fills me with guilt, but my lust doesn’t stop. Recalling our sex, I start rubbing my cock.

I know it’s wrong, but it feels good. Not as good as sex, but my familiar hand gathers semen.

“…Shun-kun? Is that… masturbation?”

A worried voice comes from behind. Freezing, I turn to see my lover, Asagi-san, looking at me.

She gazes at me, embarrassed and, somehow, apologetic.