A Man Who Lost Confidence, to a Gentle Chastity-Reversed World

Chapter 55: My Weakness, Deeply Swallowed ☆

“…Please, tell me…”

I truly wanted to hear why Yamamoto-san stays my lover. It wasn’t part of her earlier confession, and I was curious about what she found appealing in someone like me.

At the same time, I feel guilty for her consideration. She’s probably trying to comfort me, worried about my mental state.

“…Yeah, thanks… It might be creepy, but I’ll say everything…”

Letting out a big breath, Yamamoto-san takes my hand, gripping it tightly.

“In middle school… honestly, you were just a cool boy in my class. I didn’t have the courage to talk to boys…”

“We only talked for class stuff, but I… I liked your vibe. Your sharp eyes, always looking far away… That’s all I could see…”

“I wanted to talk more… But we graduated middle school like that. We got into the same high school, but I thought I’d only watch you from afar…”

“…But seeing you talk with Asagi, I mustered the courage to approach you… You didn’t brush me off, you talked to me. Even when we clung to your arm… you were shy but didn’t push us away… Like a boy from a manga.”

She points to the lower shelf of her bookcase with her free hand.

“…That shelf you tried to look at, where I shouted. It’s got… um, kinda spicy romance manga. I thought if you saw them when you visited, you’d hate me…”

“I read those manga a lot… I was really curious about naughty stuff… Honestly, I masturbated a ton. Even in middle school, I… thought of you sometimes…”

Her face red, she gives me a strong look.

“…But now, it’s different. I can’t use anything but you as material… Because you say you love my body so much…”

“When we started talking, I’d touch my pussy, thinking just once, I want you to mess me up with your cock… But even though I thought about naughty stuff, you didn’t hate me…”

Her body squirms, her grip tightening, though her face starts to lower.

“…That you’d talk to a girl like me. Go out with me. Call me kind. Touch my sloppy body, make me feel good…”

“…When you came to my room, I did awful things out of excitement… But you took my first time. That alone made me happy… Then you made me your lover, even with a cute girlfriend like Asagi… You look at me, enjoy sex with me…”

“Honestly, at first, I couldn’t believe it… I thought I was being tricked… But seeing your serious eyes, I realized my happiness was real.”

“…So… I love you. You look at me, treat me kindly… Warm my heart and body… I love you so much, Sato-kun…”

She stops, as if waiting for my response.

I can’t make her anxious. But what should I say? Is it okay to just say, “Thank you, I love you too”? Can I say something so unlike me?

As my heart wrestles, I notice Yamamoto-san’s mouth moving silently.

“S-Sato-kun… I’m the one who should say thank you… Auu…”

I spoke aloud without meaning to. My heart wasn’t deft enough to hide my true feelings. And now, I can’t take back the emotions that spilled out.

“…Being with you calms me, you care for me… I’m always grateful. And… you’re so cute, so sexy… Honestly, I can’t hold back sometimes… So maybe I’m the one doing creepy things…”

She shakes her head vigorously.

“No, that’s not true… I’m the one who loves naughty stuff too much… But you saying that makes me happy… I’m always so excited…”

Our eyes meet. Her gaze seems to melt, our bodies inching closer.

“…You told me something important… But honestly, I can’t hold back… It might be creepy, but… sorry…!”

Her face nears, hand still holding mine, her trembling lips right before me.

But just before the kiss, I push her shoulder, creating distance.

She looks at me anxiously, “S-Sato-kun…?” But I feel I need to correct her words slightly.

“…It’s not creepy… I’m always looking at you with lustful eyes… Even at other girls, too… I’m such a bad guy, but… you love me, thank you, um…”

I talk about cherishing her, but I still look at girls lustfully. I stare at visible bras, imagine women’s chests and butts nearby.

I’ve done it in front of her, too. Yet she forgives me, even seems happy about it. She should feel disgusted, but she’s kind, indulgent.

What can I do for her? Then, I recall Mai-san’s words and make my choice.

“Thank you for being my lover, um… Maki-san…!”

Calling her by her first name, as Mai-san suggested, feels heavy. Should I call her like I do Asagi? Will it seem creepy? I’d thought about it on the way to her room.

But I wanted to be brave. If she loves me, maybe she’ll like this. It’s unlike me, but I thought so.

She opens her mouth slightly, blinking repeatedly, staring silently. I fear I acted too soon, but she speaks.

“…One more time… please say it…”

Her shy, slow words pierce my heart. If she wants it, I’ll say it as many times as she likes, even if I’m a creepy guy objectively.

“…Maki-san.”

The moment I call her name again, my vision fills with her face.

A simple, innocent kiss, lips pressed together. Soft and sweet, the long contact surprises me, but I savor it.

Only our lips touch, yet desire surges, my lower body heating up.

We pull apart, gazing at each other. Hesitantly, Maki-san speaks.

“…Calling me by my name… that’s unfair… It makes my heart race… gets me excited… Uu…”

“…Asagi told me she asked you to call her by her first name… Mom mentioned it too, and I was thinking of asking someday… But you beat me to it… That’s not fair…”

Biting her lower lip to suppress embarrassment, she speaks softly.

“…You always anticipate my feelings… I can’t win. Everything you do… it’s exactly what I want… So I want you to have confidence…”

“…I shouldn’t say this, but… I don’t want to see you blame yourself… You make me happy… Teach me so much about naughty stuff… I can’t live without you…”

She feels the same as me? If my low self-esteem saddens her, that’s painful.

What should I do? As I start to worry, Maki-san, blushing more, continues.

“…Yesterday, Asagi messaged me. She said you fucked her hard with your cock, and it felt amazing… I was jealous. Maybe you wouldn’t feel that way with me… But if you’d do it with me, I’d be happy…”

“…It sounds like a request, but I want you to do what you want… Blood might scare me, but if you want it, I’ll accept it… So tell me what you want to do…”

Her anxious expression makes me feel guilty. But her tempting offer to do as I please sways my heart.

“N-No… If you don’t want to, that’s totally fine… I can take care of myself…”

It’s embarrassing to make a girl say this. I might have to give in to my desires, and she wants that, too.

I shake my head. My hands tremble, but I place one on her shoulder.

She flinches but doesn’t pull away. So I indulge.

“…I don’t want to hurt you, but if it does… sorry.”

Contradictory words, but I have no composure to sort them. Slowly, my hand moves from her shoulder to her breast over the fabric.

Protected by her dress and bra, it’s massive, fueling my lust. As I stroke gently, sultry breaths escape her.

“Nn, S-Sato-kun touching me… I’m happy… Ha, nnu…”

Her huge, curved breasts, impossible to ignore, are right before me. My stroking hands shift to kneading. Even having touched them bare before, it takes courage.

As I knead, Maki-san moans, “Ha… So lewd… Even over clothes… Feels good… Ya…” Her soft breasts, even through fabric, captivate me.

Her expression melts completely. Squirming, she pleads.

“Sato-kun… I want you to touch me directly… I can’t hold back…”

She indicates the zipper on her dress. Is she allowing me to undress her? I’ve never done this, but it feels like she trusts me.

“…I’ll undress you…”

Using polite speech, I reach for her back. Nervously, I pull the zipper down to its end. She lifts her dress off, revealing her underwear.

“B-Bra too… I want you to take it off… If you don’t mind…”

Mesmerized by her light blue bra, I admit sheepishly, “I don’t mind, but… I don’t know how to take it off…”

Turning her back, she says, “T-The middle hook… move it up and down… it’ll come off…!”

Echoing her instructions, I act. Not wanting to keep her waiting, my fingers fumble but manage to unhook it. I place the bra on the bed’s edge.

I should ask her to turn back, but the idea of kneading her breasts from behind crosses my mind, a sinful desire.

From behind, fondling those hills. That immoral urge makes me lose rationality.

“S-Sato-kun…? Is something—Hya!”

As she starts to turn, I grab her bare breasts from behind. Soft, making my cock throb, I could knead them forever. Indulgently, I pull her closer, embracing her.

“Ya, Sato-kun… That’s… Nn, I’m happy you’re touching me… But it’s too lewd…”

She looks back, meeting my eyes. I feel no disgust, only trust. I adore her, yet my hands knead her breasts greedily.

Caught up, I reach for her nipples. From above, I see their hardened, dark tips, tempting me endlessly.

“Kya! There… Ya, touching there… It makes me weird…!”

Emboldened, I pinch her nipple lightly. Feeling its erect tip, my excitement peaks, her moans growing louder.

“D-Don’t pinch… I’ll come… I’m gonna come… Nn, ah, hyaaaaa!”

Her body shakes violently. Slumping, she leans against me, breathing heavily. My erect cock presses against her lower back. As I recoil, she turns to me.

“Ha… Sorry… I came so fast again… My body’s gone stupid…”

Seeing her erotic expression, I knead her breast harder, eliciting another moan. She notices my cock pressing against her smooth skin through my pants.

“…A-And… you got your cock hard for me… I’m so happy…!”

Saying this, Maki-san turns, reaching for my pants. She glances at me for permission, and with my nod, she pulls them down.

“Sorry, Sato-kun… I said do what you want… but I also want to undress you…!”

Her expression brims with lust, completely aroused. That such a cute girl craves my cock—her breasts jiggling as she reaches for my underwear, slowly pulling it down. My rock-hard cock is exposed to the air.

Kneeling, I’m fully erect, waiting for her words. Maki-san murmurs happily, “Your cock, Sato-kun’s cock…!”

“…It feels bigger than before… and it smells so good… That’s unfair… C-Can I touch it…?”

She keeps asking for permission. Of course, I’d never scold her; if she wants, I’d give my body to her endlessly.

Almost as I say, “…Yeah, it’s okay…,” she starts stroking the shaft slowly. The soft, warm sensation makes my cock twitch.

“It’s hard… so thick, so cool… I love it…”

Before I know it, her face is right by my cock. The contrast of my grotesque organ and her cute face feels luxurious, deeply erotic.

“…You look like you feel good, it’s so exciting… Thank you for getting hard for me… Ehe…”

As she gently strokes, precum leaks out. She touches it lightly, checking its stickiness.

“This is… the stuff before sperm, right? I’d heard about it, but it’s my first time seeing it clearly…”

Was it there before? she murmurs, licking the precum off her finger. Her thrilled expression as she looks back at my cock sends shivers through me.

“It’s different from sperm… I want to lick it more…!”

Maki-san starts licking my tip like a cat lapping milk, eagerly collecting my precum, heightening my excitement.

“Maki-san, that’s… Uu…!”

I arch my back. No matter how many times we’ve had sex, a beautiful girl licking my tip overwhelms me, fueling my urge to cum. More precum flows, her small tongue unable to keep up.

I’ve never had this much precum, I think, as she speaks breathlessly.

“So much is coming out… I want you to cum already… Sorry…?”

She takes a breath and swallows my tip. Unlike her failed deep throat attempt before, she doesn’t go too far. Still, her sultry expression and upward glance as she licks drive me wild.

“D-Don’t push yourself… Ahh, your tongue… I’ll cum…!”

My concern for her lasts a moment. Whether intentional or not, her rough tongue stimulates my cock, urging more semen to build.

“Nnn, I prac… ticed… so I could… do this…”

Talking with my cock in her mouth, she moves it back and forth slightly. A no-hands blowjob—something I loved in porn, now done by Maki-san, not just Asagi-san.

She focuses intently, licking my tip. Honestly, I could cum any second, my desire to fill her mouth overwhelming.

Holding back, I resist ejaculation, but she soon stops. With a pop, her lips part from my cock.

“I want your sperm so bad… I want to drink it…!”

With a determined air, she takes a deep breath and engulfs my cock, taking it to the base—a deep throat, the act that made her cry last time.

My entire cock is enveloped in her warm, slick mouth. She pauses briefly, then looks at me, eyes crinkling with joy.

“…I can do it now, right?”

She moves slowly up and down. Not as fast as Asagi-san, but her careful licking melts my brain.

I can’t stay kneeling anymore. Lowering my hips, I shout.

“I can’t… I’m gonna cum… You can pull out, it’s okay…!”

I want to fill her mouth, but it’s her first blowjob. I shouldn’t demand that. Asagi-san’s used to it, but making Maki-san swallow right away—

“…I want it… inside…”

Swallowing my cock again, her words make me abandon reason. I wanted her to swallow, and her words, bypassing my excuses, make my cock erupt.

“Uaa, it’s coming, I’m cumming…!”

My semen gushes out, pouring directly into her throat. I can’t stop, even as my dirty fluid fills her. She sucks, milking every drop.

“Nnn, ngu… uu…,” her swallowing sounds reach me, but I’m lost in pleasure, blind to everything else. My focus is solely on her drinking my fresh semen.

In the latter half of my climax, I finally notice her gaze. Lustful but watching me with an upward glance, she keeps my cock in her mouth until the end, reluctantly pulling away.

My cock stays half-erect, refusing to soften. Topless Maki-san, staring at me, is too cute, too erotic.

She seems to forget to speak, startled by my gaze. “I-I zoned out…” she murmurs, then bows to me.

“…I got carried away again, enjoying myself… Sorry, I couldn’t hold back… I didn’t even ask what you wanted… I’m so bad…”

“N-No, you don’t need to apologize… I’m the one who felt good… I came in your mouth…”

Maki-san looks surprised.

“Your sperm isn’t dirty…! It’s so tasty to me… Having it poured down my throat makes me happy… But I might’ve ignored your feelings…”

She seems to regret taking the lead despite saying I could do what I wanted. Of course, I’m not mad—she’s guiding pathetic me, and I should be grateful. Yet she seems frustrated.

So I decide to share my honest desire.

“…What I want… is what you want, Maki-san… Tell me anything you want me to do…!”

It’s presumptuous of me, but she trembles, saying, “…Really?” When I nod, she fidgets, making a request.

“…If you say that, I’ll take advantage… There’s something Asagi told me that I was most jealous of… I’m a lewd girl, sorry, but…”

“If you really don’t mind… I want you to… fuck me from behind… like a beast, roughly… That’s what I want…!”

In that moment, I recall her big butt. The thought of thrusting into her childbearing hips makes my cock shoot skyward. Maki-san, seeing it, swallows hard.