Harem Of The Oshika Clan - Zetro Translation

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H023 The Blooming Chrysanthemum

I spent hours caressing and licking Miyako’s entire body as she lay on her back, but I couldn’t pinpoint her sensitive spot. It was frustrating.

I thoroughly explored her arms from shoulders to fingertips and licked her feet after removing her pure white stockings, but there was no clear reaction.

Of course, she wasn’t unaffected—she writhed seductively, let out soft sighs, and occasionally moaned, but I wasn’t giving her enough pleasure to reach climax.

Just as I had her turn over to caress her back, a maid came to announce lunch. I’d been touching Miyako’s body for over three hours.

Continuing wouldn’t likely lead to her climax, and I couldn’t let her skip lunch. Plus, I was hungry too. So, we took a break.

I showered, threw on a gown, and had lunch in the dining room.

“You’re struggling with the fourth one,” Reiran-san said, chopsticks in hand.

How does she know? Oh, right—she’s like the overseer, so she probably gets reports when I “conquer” a maid.

“Yeah, the first three were pretty straightforward.”

“I think Miyako-san’s sensitivity is quite clear,” Reiran-san said with a calm smile.

“Really? Hmm, where could it be?”

I recalled Miyako’s body and reactions. Nothing stood out. If it’s clear, maybe her back? We were interrupted by lunch just as I was about to explore there.

“Need a hint?”

“Hmm, no, I’ll try without one for the rest of today.”

Reiran-san smiled, satisfied with my response.

“I’m looking forward to it. If you need help, ask a maid.”

If a maid can tell me Miyako’s weak spot, is it that well-known in the mansion? If so, I should be able to find it, right?

In the afternoon, I delayed resuming with Miyako to tour the mansion. I’d been shown around two days ago, but it’s so vast I couldn’t grasp it all in one go. Staying cooped up in my room isn’t healthy either, even with my morning runs.

To avoid getting lost, I had a maid—Moe-san, whose breasts are sensitive—accompany me. In just a gown and naked underneath, I wasn’t keen on going outside, but the mansion’s size made it a great distraction.

I returned to my room at a suitable time, and at 3 p.m., Miyako arrived as planned.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Miyako entered, wearing only a gown like me. How did I know? Her erect nipples were visible through the fabric. I couldn’t see below, but she was likely bare. My groin stirred, tenting my gown.

She’d also removed her white prim and let down her hair, which was in a chignon this morning. Her shoulder-length hair shimmered beautifully.

Come to think of it, yesterday’s three—Moe with her semi-long hair, Youka and Kikyou with chignons—had different styles.

“Let’s go to the bedroom.”

“Sure.”

Pondering the maids’ hairstyles, we headed to the bedroom.

As soon as we entered, I embraced Miyako. I wrapped my right arm around her slim waist, kissed her lips, and placed my left hand on her chest. Even through the gown, her soft breasts felt amazing to stroke.

When I brushed her nipples, protruding through the gown, she writhed cutely.

We extended our tongues, plunging into each other’s mouths, licking wetly—kucho, guchu.

I moved my right hand from her waist, stroking her back over the gown.

“Nn, nfu.”

I slid my left hand down from her chest, untying her gown’s sash. The front loosened, releasing a musky feminine scent that inflamed my desire. It was there before, but with her chest exposed, it grew intense. My penis throbbed harder.

I had to act fast to avoid climaxing, but rushing wouldn’t let me make her—or any woman—climax.

Suppressing my urgency, I pulled my face back, raised both hands to her shoulders, and slowly parted her gown. Her ample breasts appeared, stunning as always. And, as expected, she wore nothing below.

Oh, I need to pull back before my penis touches her clitoris.

I stepped back slightly while removing her gown, letting it slide to the floor.

“Haa, Akira, you undress too.”

Miyako untied my sash, stripping my gown to leave me naked.

I naturally hugged her waist and led her to the bed. I had her sit, and I sat facing her—slightly off to the side.

Leaning toward her, I hugged her gently and kissed her again, slipping my tongue in.

“Nn.”

The moment her tongue licked mine, my desire surged. Oh, it felt so good.

I couldn’t just enjoy myself, so while kissing, I softly stroked her back.

“Nn, nn, nnn.”

Miyako moaned cutely, but it wasn’t enough. While stroking her back with one hand, I caressed her head and combed her hair with the other. Her silky hair felt amazing, though it didn’t seem sexually pleasurable for her.

I’d now explored her entire body, except her genitals. How could I make her climax without stimulating her vagina or clitoris?

Hugging on the bed, I thought. Her writhing tongue felt incredible. I had to make her feel good too.

What did Reiran-san do? Kissing, nipple stimulation, breast massage, oral, paizuri, then sex… what else?

Wait, the rule only prohibits stimulating the vagina and clitoris, not the entire genital area. So her anus should be fair game.

I slid both hands down her back, grabbing her plump buttocks.

“Nn, fuu.”

Same reaction as before? I kneaded more.

While kissing, I massaged her firm yet soft buttocks. Different from breasts, but delightful. Could I enjoy both by kneading her chest and buttocks together?

“Nn, nn, nfu.”

Miyako hugged me back, stroking my back and moaning softly. Her large breasts pressed against my chest felt great, but her tongue was the best. Is she skilled at stroking my penis and licking my tongue?

Still, kneading her buttocks didn’t change her moans. If it’s not her buttocks, I’m out of options. Wait, one more spot.

I grabbed her buttocks, spreading the valley, and moved my right hand to probe the center.

“Nfun!”

Miyako moaned, her hips jerking sharply—a stronger reaction than before. This must be it.

I pressed my right middle finger against her anus, rubbing firmly.

“Nn, nn, ah, an!”

She threw her head back, pulling her lips from mine, moaning loudly as her body convulsed. Good sign. Could I make her climax like this?

I added my index and ring fingers, massaging her anus thoroughly.

“Ah, au, ah, nn!”

She moaned and trembled with each caress. Feeling confident, I rubbed harder. As I did, my middle finger slipped inside her anus.

“Aaahn!”

She hugged me tightly, arching her back so hard it hurt.

I pushed my middle finger deeper, slowly thrusting it in and out.

“Ah, ah, ah, an, nn!”

She writhed and moaned with each movement, but climax seemed far off. Even my longest finger, less than ten centimeters, couldn’t reach deep enough. So…

I pulled my finger out.

“Ah, uun, more…”

“Okay, but don’t you want this?”

I grasped my fully erect penis.

“Nn, ah, that… I want it…”

“Then get on all fours.”

“Yes.”

Miyako released me and got on all fours on the bed.

I knelt behind her, angled my rigid penis with my right hand, grabbed her round buttocks with my left, and slowly pressed the tip against her opened anus, easing my hips forward.

“Haa, ah, aahn!”

Maybe from the finger thrusting, or her regular use of her anus, the glans entered surprisingly easily. But it got tight from there—it’s an exit-only hole, after all.

I pulled the glans halfway out and pushed back in.

“Ah, an, afun!”

Her body trembled rhythmically with short thrusts. Her anus gripped my glans, feeling as good as vaginal sex. I had to be careful not to climax.

I needed to hold off until she came.

To avoid ejaculating, I slowly advanced deeper into her rectum.

“Ah, aahn, ah, nn!”

The deeper I went, the tighter it squeezed my penis, pushing me to the edge. But fingers wouldn’t make her climax, so I had to use my penis.

With short thrusts, I fully inserted my penis.

I began pistoning, using the entire length from tip to base.

“An, an, nnn, an!”

Miyako moaned pleasurably. Speeding up risked my climax, so I moved slowly, grinding against her walls.

Ugh, it’s so good. Dangerous.