Harem Of The Oshika Clan - Zetro Translation

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H044 Yumi and Sex, Then Cleanup Fellatio

Yumi-chan and Kuruyo-chan both climaxed from my handplay alone. I haven’t done much handwork, but yesterday’s marathon sex must’ve helped. Though I was told pistoning was enough, I explored their sensitive spots to make them feel good.

I think I was unconsciously doing the same now, stroking their inner walls.

That aside, they’re not done, and neither am I. Their grips on my penis have me near my limit.

“Let’s do it for real. Who’s first?”

I considered Kuruyo-chan since it’s her first time, but watching an experienced partner might help her. What do they want?

“N, haa, Kuruyo, nn, wanna go first?”

Yumi-chan, lying back, turned her head, still squeezing my shaft.

“Haa, Yumi, do it first, ahn, I’ll watch.”

Kuruyo-chan faced her, rubbing my penis.

They really like my cock, huh? I’m still gently moving my fingers inside their vaginas.

“Okay, Yumi-chan first.”

“Ah!”

“An!”

Pulling my fingers out with a jupo made them arch, reacting strongly. They respond so well.

Backing up on my knees, my penis slipped from their hands, standing rigid. Clear fluid oozed from the tip, blatantly showing my desire. A bit embarrassing, but I’m desperate to have sex.

I moved between Yumi-chan’s spread thighs. Kuruyo-chan sat up languidly, touching herself, gazing at my erection in a ladylike pose.

I angled my rigid shaft toward Yumi-chan’s entrance.

“W-Wait, it’s so big, will it fit?”

Kuruyo-chan sounded shocked. She’s seen it fully erect, even held it, right?

Seeing it against Yumi-chan’s less-experienced opening must’ve made its size sink in.

“It’ll fit. I’ve done it before, and it feels amazing.”

Yumi-chan’s lips twitched with anticipation, her eyes melting, waiting. I shouldn’t tease her—or myself—since I’m at my limit.

“I’m putting it in.”

“Okay.”

Though at my limit, it’s Yumi-chan’s second time, and with Kuruyo-chan watching, I eased in slowly.

I pressed the tip against her spread opening, nudging the glans in with a nyumu nyumu.

“N, aan…”

Pausing, I grabbed her toned, muscular thighs—such a great feel.

Pushing forward, I drove my spear in with a murimuri. Her parted lips devoured my shaft, swallowing it slowly.

“Ah, ah, an!”

Her body arched, trembling, maybe hitting her G-spot. Kuruyo-chan, watching, shivered too.

Her vaginal walls enveloped my shaft, folds clinging. Haa, so good.

“Ah, ah, ah, aaaaaa!”

Bikkun!

Yumi-chan, taking me to the hilt, arched off the bed, trembling. She climaxed from insertion alone.

“It’s so thick and long… it really went in…”

Kuruyo-chan stared at our joined parts. Has she never seen this, even if she hasn’t done it? I thought clan women were open about sex, maybe even in front of their daughters. Prejudice, maybe.

“Yumi-chan, how’s it feel?”

I asked, flexing my groin intermittently.

“Ah, feels good, an, ahi.”

Yumi-chan answered with a melted expression, climaxing more than during our outdoor sex, despite no ejaculation yet.

“Yumi, it doesn’t hurt?”

Kuruyo-chan’s concern is fair. A tight vaginal opening stretched by such a thick, twenty-centimeter-long thing.

“It doesn’t hurt, an, it’s great, ahin.”

Yumi-chan, trembling with pleasure, spoke with a melted voice and expression.

I’m glad she’s enjoying it, but this isn’t the end. Clan women want my seed, and Yumi-chan’s no exception. I can’t stop without ejaculating.

Her tight vagina’s squeezing makes me unable to stop. I want to pour hot semen into this athletic beauty’s womb.

“Yumi-chan, I’m coming.”

“Nn, come.”

Holding her thighs from underneath, I began moving slowly.

I pulled out with a nupu nupu.

“Aaaaaaaan!”

I thrust in with a nyumurun.

“Aaaaaaaa!”

Her soaked passage amplified her moans with each thrust.

“Aan, aan, aan, aan, an, an, an, an, an, aaaaaaa!”

Her moans turned to screams as I sped up, her body arching, hips jumping.

I kept thrusting. Our hips slapped with pashin pashin, lewd fluids splashing with pusha pusha. Her full breasts swayed, erect nipples leaving afterimages. Her folds clung to my moving shaft, walls squeezing. Hau, so good!

“Ah, ah, ah, I’m coming, coming!”

My shaft pistoned through her writhing vagina. Yumi-chan trembled constantly, occasionally bucking hard, her small mouth leaking endless moans.

“Ahi, ahi, ahi, ahi, ahi!”

Her convulsing vagina sent shivers through my shaft. Uh, ku, aa!

“Yumi-chan, I’m coming!”

Dobyushuru!

Dokkun, dokkun, dokkun, dokkun!

A flood of semen surged from my buried shaft into her womb.

“Uh, ku, haa!”

Doku, doku, doku, doku, doku.

Haa, so good. I lifted my head, drunk on the pleasure.

“Yumi… looks so good…”

Lowering my gaze at Kuruyo-chan’s voice, I saw Yumi-chan, eyes rolled back, ahegao-faced, passed out from pleasure.

She climaxed much easier this time. Second time heightened her sensitivity, maybe?

“Akira-san looks good too…”

Kuruyo-chan, leaning on one hand to peer at Yumi-chan, looked up at me with glossy, pure eyes. Her gaze tickled my shame, making my shaft, still inside Yumi-chan, twitch.

Bikun!

Yumi-chan’s hips jumped. Did she climax while unconscious, or just feel it?

Holding her thighs, I pulled out, my penis slipping from her vagina with a dorori as white fluid spilled from her gaping hole. That’s a lot for one ejaculation. I outdid myself.

“So, Kuruyo-chan, ready?”

I gripped my semen-and-fluid-soaked penis, showing it off to her.

“Uh, yes, but…”

She glanced at the messy shaft, fidgeting. Right, no one wants a dirty penis for their first time.

“Sorry, you don’t want a dirty penis, right? Hold on.”

“No, that’s not it.”

As I moved to grab a towel, Kuruyo-chan stopped me, flustered. Not put off by the mess?

“Um, let me clean it.”

“Feh? Oh, sure.”

She wanted to do a cleanup fellatio. I sat cross-legged, thrusting my hips up with hands behind me.

Kuruyo-chan hesitantly touched my towering, slick shaft. Her delicate fingers grazed it, the light touch feeling good.

Her tentative strokes became firmer, rubbing the fluids in, adding her other hand.