Harem Of The Oshika Clan - H022 The Fourth Maid

H022 The Fourth Maid

My second morning at the Oshika residence began refreshingly. It was still dark outside, but I went to bed early last night, thinking about today. I got out of bed, naked, and went to the window to open the curtains. It looked like another nice day.

After pulling the heavy curtains to the side, I went to the bathroom to wash my face. I’d be sweating from my morning run, and I wasn’t covered in fluids, so I skipped the shower for now.

I used the toilet to calm my morning erection, returned to the bedroom, opened the closet, and put on socks and underwear.

Last night, I thought, “I’ll be naked for sex training tomorrow,” so I slept nude. But since I run in the morning, underwear would’ve been fine. Whether I wear it at night or morning doesn’t matter much.

Still, walking around the room, washing my face, and using the toilet naked felt incredibly freeing. Until school starts, I might stay a nudist—at least in the mansion. For running, I need underwear to avoid bouncing around.

After putting on underwear, I slipped into my training wear. This was my first time wearing it without a t-shirt underneath. Since nothing jiggles up top, I could probably skip underwear, right?

It’s still long-sleeve season, but in summer, maybe I’ll switch to a running shirt and trunks. Or just tight navy boxer briefs—they’d pass for track gear. I’ll think about it when it gets warmer.

As I moved from the bedroom to the living room, a maid arrived—Kikyou-san, whom I was with yesterday.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning. Sorry, but could you make the bed?”

“Understood.”

I left the bedroom to Kikyou-san and headed to the entrance. I know, I should make my own bed, but it’s too big for one person. Kikyou-san will probably call another maid to help.

At the entrance, I did some light stretches and ran straight toward the south inner gate. At the gate, I turned left, following the fence past the east, north, and west inner gates, completing a loop back to the south gate, then turned left to return to the entrance.

There’s actually a fifth gate in the northeast, leading to the shrine where Hikaru’s funeral was held, but it’s only opened for shrine events.

After the roughly eight-kilometer run, soaked in sweat, I returned to the entrance where two maids were waiting. They didn’t bat an eye at my sweatiness and took me to the bathhouse to wash me.

After breakfast with Reiran-san (with maids standing by), I waited in my room when a knock came.

“I’m Hyoudou Miyako. Pleased to meet you.”

“Pleased to meet you.”

Miyako-san—no, Miyako—was tall and slender, and, like other Oshika clan women, a beauty. I checked the family tree last night: Miyako is the third daughter of the current Hyoudou family head, 18 years old. Her black headband with a white prim marks her as a full maid, not a trainee.

She’s college age, so is she balancing maid work with studies, or is this her full-time job? We’ll likely interact a lot as master and maid, and as man and woman, so I’ll find out eventually.

“Sorry to jump right in, but shall we go to the bedroom?”

“Yes, understood.”

I took Miyako’s hand and led her to the bedroom. Escorting a servant as the master felt odd—same as with Kikyou-san yesterday. I’ll stop overthinking it.

“From here on, we’re not master and maid, but man and woman, so no honorifics or formalities.”

“Really? Then I’ll call you Akira. You can call me Miyako.”

“Okay, Miyako… let’s get started.”

“Miyako.”

Her beautiful eyes pierced me.

“Miyako… san.”

“Mi-ya-ko.”

“…Miyako, shall we undress?”

“Yes.”

Miyako, sounding delighted, looked younger than me. Women before and during sex always seem youthful.

As Miyako removed her apron, I slowly shed my gown. No underwear, so I was instantly naked.

Miyako quickly took off her apron and maid outfit.

“Miyako, do you always work dressed like that?”

Under her maid outfit was radiant white skin, full breasts with perky nipples, and a smooth, hairless mound. Stunning from top to bottom. My dormant penis sprang to life.

“I usually wear proper undergarments. Today’s special.”

So she’s not always bra-less and panty-less. Still, seeing her around the mansion later, I’ll probably imagine her naked under her maid outfit and get hard. In fact, picturing her working without underwear is making me harder now.

“So energetic. And so big…”

Miyako sidled up and stroked my erect penis. Clear liquid leaked from the twitching tip.

Oh no, I’m forbidden from climaxing until I make her come, but a few strokes already have me on the edge.

“Miyako, lie down.”

I guided her to the bed by her shoulders.

“So impatient. Let’s take it slow.”

“I want to, but I might come before making you climax.”

I gestured to my penis with my eyes.

“Fair point. I don’t mind, but other girls are waiting.”

Understanding, she stroked my penis once more before climbing onto the bed. It twitched, feeling incredible. Her handjob could probably make me ejaculate multiple times.

Suppressing my urge, I gazed at Miyako’s naked body lying on the bed.

Her feminine curves, soft-looking breasts, porcelain skin, toned waist, and rounded hips were gorgeous. The white prim and separate stockings, rather than full nudity, heightened her eroticism. I could climax just looking at her.

I can’t come yet, so I lay beside her, savoring her alluring body, and touched her breast. Soft. A bit larger than Youko’s, slightly smaller than Reiran-san’s, but just as pleasurably soft.

Leaning in, I pressed my lips to hers. Soft and delicious. I kissed her lightly, pulling back and repeating.

Then I licked her lips with my tongue. She extended hers, so I licked both her lips and tongue.

Bikun! My body reacted. Oh, her tongue alone feels so good, like when she stroked my penis. Like Youka-san, she might make me come with her tongue.

Is there a trick to feeling this good from a touch or lick? I might need to experiment, watching her reactions.

While kneading her breast, I pinched it with my thumb and middle finger, stroking the nipple with my index finger.

“Nfuu.”

Miyako moaned softly. Nipples must be sensitive for everyone, even if not a primary erogenous zone. When Reiran-san teased mine, it felt good enough to climax, and women’s larger nipples probably feel even more.

Kneading her breast, I slipped my tongue into her mouth, entwining it with hers.

“Nn, nkuu.”

Miyako moaned under the dual assault of her mouth and chest. A woman’s moans are always thrilling, especially knowing I’m causing them. Making her climax, then thrusting my hard penis into her moaning body would be the ultimate.

To reach that peak, I need to find Miyako’s sensitive spot.

It’s probably not her mouth, chest, or ears, so somewhere else. How to find it? I’ll caress her whole body to locate where she reacts most.

I sat up slightly, pulling my lips from hers. A line of saliva connecting us snapped. The saliva on Miyako was licked up by her seductive red tongue peeking from her lips.

I leaned in again, licking her neck.

“Ha, aa.”

A hot breath escaped Miyako. Well, maybe still a “warm” breath.

While kneading her breast, I licked her neck thoroughly, then her collarbone. Her body writhed in pleasure.

“Nn, haa, hau.”

I took her nipple in my mouth, moving my hand to her stomach. I sucked the areola with my lips while teasing the nipple with my tongue. I stroked her stomach, tickling her navel.

“Nhaa, nn.”

Her nipple was delicious, like a small wild strawberry. I savored it while caressing her stomach. Her slender waist had just enough fat for a perfect feel—soft but not pinchable. Ideal.

It felt so good I had to be careful not to slide my hand to her clitoris. Gotta stay focused.

“Nn, han!”

I released her nipple with a chupon and moved my lips to her stomach, licking her indented navel.

The hand on her stomach moved to her thigh, avoiding her crotch, while the other hand, previously supporting me, grabbed her breast.

“Ah, nn, afu, nn!”

I kneaded her soft breast firmly, stroked her plump thigh gently, and licked her navel, pressing my lips to her skin and sucking.

“Ah, nn, nfu!”

Miyako writhed seductively, but she didn’t seem to feel it intensely. Her stomach might not be her erogenous zone. She twitched with each lick, but what about her thigh?

I moved my lips from her navel to her side, licking while shifting to her thigh. My hand moved to her calf, wrapped in separate stockings, as I licked her thigh. Kuchu, kuchu, kuchu.

“Ha, aa, haa.”

Miyako’s sultry voice stirred my desire through my ears. Her licked and stroked leg twitched, but it didn’t seem to bring her to climax. I need to search more carefully.

To find Miyako’s sweet spot, I continued savoring her body.