Harem Of The Oshika Clan - H019 Sensitive Earlobes

H019 Sensitive Earlobes

It took Youka-san a little while to get up from the bed. After wiping her body, I covered her with a blanket and took a shower.

Come to think of it, I had sex with Moe-san and then immediately with Youka-san. Judging by her reaction, it didn’t seem to be an issue, but it was pretty rude, wasn’t it? I went to her with another woman’s scent clinging to my body, on a bed stained with another woman’s sweat and fluids.

Still, given the nature of our relationship, apologizing feels off. Plus, apologizing to Youka-san, who seemed delighted, might make her, as a trainee maid, feel awkward or overly considerate.

I’ll make amends by being more mindful from now on.

After finishing my shower and returning to the bedroom (though the shower room feels like part of it), Youka-san was just getting out of bed.

“You could rest a bit longer.”

She wasn’t asleep, but still.

“No, I can’t keep taking advantage of your kindness. Akira-sama, shall I call the next one? Or would you prefer tomorrow?”

Youka-san stood in front of the bed, slipping back into maid mode, despite being nearly naked except for her separate stockings and white prim.

“There’s still time before dinner, but I’d like a short break. Could you have someone come in thirty minutes? Oh, and could you have the bedsheets changed in the meantime?”

“Understood. I’ll arrange it immediately.”

Youka-san gave a polite bow, gathered her clothes, and left the bedroom—still naked. Moe-san did the same, but don’t maids have a bit more modesty? Well, since I’m the only man in this mansion, I guess it’s fine.

I considered grabbing underwear from the closet but figured I’d just have to take it off again, so I threw on a gown, slipped on some slippers, and went to the adjacent living room. As I sat on the sofa, two maids came in and headed to the bedroom, likely to make the bed. Another maid brought me mineral water, which I gratefully accepted.

Knock, knock.

“Ah, yes!”

The knock startled me. The sofa was so comfortable that I’d dozed off a bit.

I instinctively straightened up, stood, wobbled slightly, and plopped back onto the sofa. Just then, a maid entered the room.

“Akira-sama, I have come at your request.”

I shook my head lightly and stood up. Hopefully, she didn’t notice my grogginess.

“Thank you. Uh, I know this is sudden, but is it okay to start?”

“Yes, of course.”

I stepped toward her and extended a hand. Honestly, escorting her as the mansion’s master and her as a servant felt a bit odd, but she took my hand gracefully.

The bed in the bedroom was pristine, with the blanket neatly folded at the foot. They know what’s up.

“Let me introduce myself again. I am Washiyuri Kikyou. It is my privilege to serve as your partner in sexual education.”

Kikyou-san looked to be in her mid-twenties, perhaps? Like the other women of the Oshika clan, she was beautiful. Her large breasts, evident even through her maid outfit, were promising.

“Alright, from here on, we’re just man and woman, so no honorifics or formalities, please.”

“No, I can’t possibly—”

“We’re going to get intimate, so it’s better to close the distance not just physically but with words too. Besides, you’re the older one, Kikyou-san.”

“If you put it that way… can I call you Akira?”

She’s the first to drop honorifics entirely. It actually feels more relaxing this way.

“That’s fine by me.”

“Then drop the formalities too, Akira. Don’t worry about the age gap.”

“I can’t just… no, alright, I get it.”

Technically, I’m above her in status, so if Kikyou-san’s using casual speech despite being older, I should too. She’s okay with it, after all.

“Can I kiss you?”

“Go ahead.”

I shed my gown, standing fully naked, then wrapped my arms around Kikyou-san’s waist and pressed my lips to hers. I savored her soft lips, placing one hand on her chest over her apron.

I could feel the softness of her fat through the fabric. As expected, it was soft—and large. Probably beyond an E-cup, maybe F or G.

My groin stirred to life. Despite ejaculating seven times today, I’m shameless. But with such wonderful women in this mansion, how could I not get hard?

I extended my tongue, licking Kikyou-san’s lips.

“Nn.”

She let out a small moan. Is her mouth sensitive too? Or perhaps her chest, where my hand rested? No, I suspect it’s something else. This training is likely about finding a woman’s most sensitive spot and learning to pleasure it. Moe-san’s was her breasts, Youka-san’s her mouth, so Kikyou-san’s erogenous zone is probably different.

I slipped my tongue into her mouth, licking the inside while kneading her breast. So soft. Even through her clothes, it’s the softest I’ve felt. Reiran-san’s seemed just as soft, but she only pressed them against me, so I never got to knead them. I’ll have to next time.

“Nnn.”

Kikyou-san moaned, feeling it from her mouth and chest. My penis was fully ready, primed for action.

But I had to hold back. I needed to make Kikyou-san climax first.

With the hand around her waist, I untied her apron’s ribbon and found the zipper on the back of her maid outfit, pulling it down.

Her smooth skin brushed against my fingers. It seems Kikyou-san wasn’t wearing a slip or camisole—maybe just for today.

While continuing the kiss and breast-kneading, I gently stroked her back. My hand found her bra, and I searched for the hooks, undoing them with one hand. I’d read somewhere on the internet that unhooking a bra one-handed takes practice, but after Moe-san’s, this was my second success. Maybe I have a talent for it?

I released her chest, placed both hands on her shoulders, and gently pulled my lips away.

“Fuhaa, Akira, you’re a good kisser.”

“Am I?”

I barely have any kissing experience. I never dated, clinging to memories of a childhood crush. Runa and Youko were first-timers too. Maybe last night’s intense session with Reiran-san paid off.

“Yeah. Not the best, but good enough to satisfy.”

“That’s nice to hear. Thanks.”

I smiled, a bit embarrassed, as I thanked her.

While talking, I removed her apron.

“Nn!”

When the apron brushed her face, Kikyou-san trembled slightly. Did that feel good?

I continued, peeling off her unzipped maid outfit and unhooked bra. She wore only a bra on top but had a petticoat below.

What magnificent breasts. Even if I delay her climax, I want to savor these. Since genital stimulation is off-limits for now, I’ll leave the petticoat on.

I sat on the bed and had Kikyou-san straddle my thighs. Before me were her massive, round breasts. Definitely G-cup, I thought, as I grabbed them with both hands and pressed my face into their center. The rich scent of a woman teased my nose.

I kneaded her breasts, pressing them against my face. Oh, this is heaven. So big, so soft—I could drown in them forever.

I lifted my face slightly, turned left, and took her right nipple into my mouth. I sucked and licked while vigorously kneading her breasts.

“Nn, haa, Akira, you’re like a baby.”

If it means enjoying this softness, I don’t mind being called a baby.

After savoring the supreme mounds for a while, I lifted my face. Her beautiful face looked down at me with a loving smile. A bit—no, very—embarrassing.

To mask my embarrassment, I straightened up, grabbed her head with both hands, and kissed her. I plunged my tongue in, savoring her mouth. Kikyou-san gently held my head, entwining her tongue with mine. A moment of bliss.

“Nn, funn!”

Kikyou-san’s body trembled. She was feeling it, but where? Her mouth, which I was licking, or her breasts pressed against my chest?

No, I’d ruled those out. She’s likely feeling them too, but her most sensitive spot must be elsewhere.

While kissing, I caressed her naked body with both hands. She stroked mine in return. Oh, that feels good.

“Nn, nnn!”

I pulled my lips from her mouth and licked down her neck, pressing my lips firmly and moving my tongue.

“Nn, haa, ah, nn.”

I moved from her neck to her collarbone, carefully licking her body. Having savored her breasts earlier, I kept that light, then moved back up past her mouth, licking the base of her ear.

“Aaahhnn!”

What? Just a little lick, and this reaction. Her ears must be sensitive.

I took her earlobe between my lips and licked.

“Ah, aun, ah, so good!”

Her ears are definitely sensitive. But can a woman climax from her ears? Well, let’s find out.

No, I shouldn’t rush. Remembering Reiran-san’s words and what she did to me last night…

I pulled my mouth from her earlobe, licked her neck, kneaded her nipple, and massaged her breast. I released the nipple, lightly licked the edge of her ear.

“Hyan!”

Kikyou-san’s body arched back. She seemed to love it. I took her entire ear into my mouth, licking thoroughly.

“Ah, ah, ah, ahya!”

She was clearly enjoying it.

I moved from her ear, kissed her lips lightly, then licked her other ear.

“Ahyan!”

I sucked and licked that ear, stroked the other with my hand, and kneaded her soft, massive breast with my free hand. I nibbled her ear, caressed behind it, pinched her nipple, and reveled in the softness of her breast.

“An, ah, hiu, an, nna!”

Bikun!

Kikyou-san’s body shook intensely. My thighs felt a warm, wet sensation.

“Kikyou-san, you came, right?”

As I released her ear and asked, Kikyou-san, mouth open and panting hotly, stared into space with an enraptured expression.