Volume 1 Chapter 42 True Form V： The True Intent Of The Black-Haired Bob Prince-Type Honest Cool Cross-Dressing Childhood Friend
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Mmm… Ahh… Unn, kuu, unn…”
A couple was entangled on the futon.
The man reached around from behind and opened the front of the woman’s kimono, exposing her ample chest.
”Hey, why are you always focusing on my chest…?”
Itsuki Mibu wriggled her body and protested in a trembling voice.
”That’s cause you treat ’em so careless. It’s a crime to squash dem magnificent melons and hide ’em, I tell ya!”
Naoshi’s reply was impossible to decipher──was it a joke or serious?
”I think that comment itself might be harassment…”
”Ya need ta apologize for abusin’ your chest!”
”Are you kidding me? Besides, I didn’t keep them suppressed at home.”
”Ya dumbass. It’s especially wrong ta hide ’em from me.”
”It’s because of Naoshi that I even bothered to cover them up!”
”Ya hear that kinda complaint from the third person now, huh…”
”I really didn’t want to hear that fact right now…”
The main source of Itsuki’s breast-related troubles was Aoi and her cousin Ako.
Both of them were the obvious owners of those impressive assets.
However, Naoshi’s well-trained intuition told him that Itsuki was no less exceptional in that regard.
”So, whatcha size ya think ya are?”
”I really don’t want to say it…”
”It’s important for my motivation.”
”I wish you’d die.”
”Ya couldn’t even if ya tried.”
”Hmph… They’re G65s.”
”G65s???”
Naoshi repeated the words whispered to him, and an effortless elbow strike landed on his side.
”Your voice is too loud! You must be aware that someone outside is listening! Stop it!”
”Don’t worry, the room’s soundproofed. But damn, ya underbust is tighter and ya cup size’s three times Suzuri-chan’s. How that even possible?”
”Exposing that is what shouldn’t be allowed! Please don’t tell anyone.”
”Also, stop callin’ me an idiot. That’s a damn exaggeration.”
”You’re right about that. But you should at least stop touching me when we’re talking, Ahh…!”
Itsuki’s breasts were pinched, and her voice became higher pitched.
She turned her blushing face away while covering her mouth.
”You made a weird noise, didn’t you…?”
”Don’t worry about it──I’ll have ya drippin’ wet tonight. Thought ya wanted a nerve-wrackin’ honeymoon night where ya scream with pleasure.”
”I have no idea what you’re talking about. Besides, I was too tired to be in the mood.”
”Breasts bigger than F cup got fatigue recovery effects, ya know?”
”That sounds like a serious claim… Naoshi, you’re such a fool.”
”Ya idiot. I’m just tryna ease ya tension. Ya one tense virgin.”
”Mmm, unnecessary… This is such a bother…”
Naoshi traced Itsuki’s waistline and then slipped his hand beneath her kimono, into her underwear.
He crossed the moist forest and touched her core, emitting a sticky sound.
”Yup, looks like everythin’s ready.”
”~~~~~~! Naoshi, stop it, stop it now…!”
Itsuki weakly gripped Naoshi’s arm, and he laughed in response.
”Whatcha got there, Itsuki-chan? Scared?”
”You’re such a bad person…!”
”Idiot, that’s someone who makes ya wear some flashy, champagne gold, sparkly triangle bikini and leaves ya at a night pool.”
”What’s the point of that…?”
Naoshi, who started giving very specific examples, asked Itsuki, who was expressing her disappointment.
”A fishin’ tournament for horny guys. Wanna see how many you can turn down.”
”That’s in incredibly bad taste.”
”Ya look like an easy target with that sexy body of yours, so ya better watch out.”
”I’ve never been insulted so badly in my life, but are you okay in the head?”
”Then I swoop in from the side and take ya home.”
”That’s the height of self-serving behavior.”
”I mean, ya was a little curious, right?”
”Are you an idiot? What’s the basis for that…?”
”I can tell from ya voice. Ya got the scent of a werewolf who wants ta be dominated.”
”Ahh…”
As Naoshi grabbed Itsuki’s chin and turned her head, she averted her gaze but did not try to escape his hand.
”Look at me, ya wanna play, don’t ya?”
”…”
The grey and azure eyes, which momentarily hesitated, then met Naoshi’s with a hint of shyness. They glistened with moisture, and her lips slightly parted as she breathed heavily.
”Easy ta show off ya feminine side. How’d ya keep it hid till now?”
”I don’t… I don’t do that…”
Itsuki denied it, her voice full of admiration.
”Spread ya legs wider. Let’s get it on.”
”The way you say it… You should at least try to set the mood.”
”Itsuki.”
”I… understand.”
At Naoshi’s simple request, Itsuki lay on her back and splayed her legs in a V-shape.
”More.”
”Uh-huh.”
While Itsuki alternately gazed at Naoshi and then away in embarrassment, her legs spread wide, and Naoshi settled between them. The moment he did, Itsuki’s expression clouded over.
”Wait, Naoshi, I’m on the pill.”
”Huh, never heard that complaint before…”
”Well, you said you’d do it with that intention, right?”
”Didn’t I make myself clear? But gettin’ treated like a stallion ain’t fun, so I figured I’d get ya hooked first.”
”Lowest… Take it off.”
”Well, if ya beg real nice, I might consider takin’ it off halfway. But ya won’t even notice it once we’re at it.”
”──I’m not so sure. I’ll show you it’s not as easy as you think.”
”Ya better drink the spit ya just spat out. For real.”
* * *
”Ahh, ahh, ahhhh! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!”
Itsuki cried out loudly in the doggy style position as Naoshi took her from behind.
”Unn, ahh, ahhhh! Naaaaaaoshiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!”
Clash of flesh, scattered sweat, and a raw scent filled the air.
Yet, above all these, Itsuki’s screams left no doubt about the nature of their current act.
”Just as expected, ya scream real purty.”
Naoshi let go of Itsuki’s arms, and she collapsed onto the futon.
”Hah, hah…hah…”
Itsuki turned her face into the pillow and took several deep breaths.
”Mmm…!”
Naoshi patted her butt, and a resentful glance was shot at him.
”――Ya see? A girl like you, who’s all innocent but got a body that’s lewd, is usually a total nympho deep down.”
”I think that’s a prejudice…”
”Ya been provin’ me right since earlier. Besides, a wild virgin like you ain’t common.”
”I… I didn’t… Ahh! Stoooop, don’t pull it, Naoshi…! Unn.”
She was flipped over, and Naoshi loomed over her in the missionary position, capturing her lips in a kiss.
As Their tongues wrestled, Naoshi dominated, guiding and teasing Itsuki’s tongue.
”Unn, unn… Ahh… Mmm… Unn, unn…!”
When the lengthy kiss ended, Itsuki’s face was melted into a drooling mess of lust, and she gazed up at Naoshi with a hint of confusion and bitterness.
”Hmph, Naoshi, do you really not have any inner conflict…? You thought I was a guy all this time, right…?”
”Huh? How could a guy with breasts that big even exist?”
”Mmm… You… You’re such a jerk… Ahh! Don’t, don’t pull it so suddenly…! Unn, mmmmmmmmmmmmm!”
Naoshi pinched the tip of his erect chest, slowly lifting and lowering it as if testing its elasticity.
”Dang stubborn melons.”
”Huh? What do you mean? Ow, ah, ahh.”
As his movements continued, penis began to move back and forth.
When the stretched nipple began to feel the pain of the weight of his chest, it slowly withdrew as his hand reached the deepest point.
As Naoshi’s hand slowly crushed the soft chest, the entrance was dug up by the neck.
”Ugh, ah… no… ahh!”
As the man left his insides──a sense of loss, a sense of loneliness, and the words that were about to overflow—just as she was about to say that, she was once again filled up to the middle.
”Haa, aaah… ah! Heh, ahh!”
”It’s not loose, but it’s real slippery. Looks like ya been doin’ a lot, huh?”
Naoshi’s hand slid into Itsuki’s arched back as her G-spot was rubbed.
”Don’t kn──ahh… aaah…! Ahh… heh, kuh, nuh…!”
As his fingers reached the waist, they began to move up and down, anticipating penis’s movements. The open lips of Itsuki let out a sweet, melted voice several times.
”So ya still want me ta take it out and remove the rubber?”
”Ah, ah…! No, ah… no…”
”Which one ya don’t like?”
”──Ah, it’s okay, keep it on, it’s okay…! Don’t take it out, more… oh.”
Itsuki, with her hands tightly grasping the sheets and her white throat exposed, pleaded in a voice like a cry.
No, tears were actually falling from her eyes, which looked at the man who was tormenting herself with resentment.
”Kuku.”
Naoshi laughed happily and, as requested, slowly moved in and out of the woman, confirming his presence.
”Ah, ahh, ah──ah…!”
After repeatedly going back and forth in the shallow area near the entrance, he slowly pushed it out to the depths.
When he turned his waist at the point of impact, Itsuki reacted sensitively to all of it.
”So ya givin’ in ta your desires and havin’ sex just for fun, huh?”
”That’s such a way to put it…”
”Is that not the case?”
”Heh…ah──.”
As Naoshi asked, Itsuki stopped moving as soon as he placed his hand on her neck.
”Hah, hah, hah…”
He slightly tightened his hand on her throat. It was not a tight grip, just enough to convey the presence of a hand that could easily grasp it with one hand.
With just that, Itsuki’s breath became more and more disordered, and her white skin turned red, then redder.
”Haa—, aa—, ah.”
Naoshi felt the slimy heat of penis, which was already inside the woman. Itsuki’s desire was burning inside her, overflowing and unable to be contained.
”Nao, shi…”
”What is it?”
”Move, stay… good with me. Make me feel good…?”
As soon as Itsuki finished speaking, she bit her lip in embarrassment. She glanced at the man with her eyes cast down, checking his reaction.
”Naoshi…?”
Itsuki pleaded for him to resume, awkwardly swaying her hips, as the man stopped moving.
There was a hint of anxiety in her eyes.
”──Whose convenience was it that you were doin’ it for?”
Naoshi spoke coldly, with a cruel smile on his lips.
”It was me…”
”Then ya should have a way of sayin’ it, right? One-shot answer, please.”
”Uuuhhh… ah!”
A little more force was added to the hand that grabbed her throat. It was not enough to make her unable to breathe, but there was a force that was imposing something.
Given an obvious excuse, Itsuki jumped at it without hesitation.
”Move, please──with Naoshi’s, um, penis… not for making babies, just for a pleasurable sex. Rape me…”
”Alright.”
”Ahh!? Aaah!”
The hand on her throat was released, and Itsuki exhaled a breath that was both relieved and disappointed. Just as she did, Naoshi bit her throat with his teeth.
”He, ah, ah…”
Itsuki shook her body once like a herbivore caught by a predator, then stopped moving, seemingly giving up on everything.
”From now on, it’s always with a rubber, ya hear?”
”Yeah…”
”Ya gotta come when I call ya.”
”I understand, I’ll…”
”No second thoughts, right?”
”No… that’s fine, please…”
Itsuki pleaded, tears streaming down her face as she said, “Hurry up.”
These were not tears of sadness.
They were tears of joy, revealing her true nature and the fact that she was about to receive what she truly desired.
”From now on, you’re my woman.”
”────!”
Before Naoshi started moving inside her, Itsuki’s body was overwhelmed with a sense of happiness that she had never felt before, using the words that were spoken and the pain she felt as reasons.
* * *
”Ahh, oh yeah, ah, yeah!”
”Kuku.”
”Aaah…! Haah, ah, ahh!”
Itsuki, who was penetrated again in the doggy-style position, was struggling to support her pleasure-filled limbs, which were on the verge of collapsing.
Despite being tormented by violent pleasure and being at the extreme limit of fatigue, she was still able to maintain her posture, all because of one word: “Don’t lift your waist until I come out,” Naoshi had ordered her.
”Aaah, ahh, ahh—Naoshi, Nao…!”
”Hmm, what’s wrong?”
”Heh! That’s not good…!”
Naoshi removed one of his hands from Itsuki’s waist and touched her back with his fingers.
The back, which twitched at the stimulation, arched to its limit.
Naoshi slowly moved his hand from between her shoulder blades, down the middle of her back, and then to her waist, enjoying her reaction.
”Nuh, nunn…!”
Even a ticklish sensation now became a strong sexual stimulus, causing more pain at the tip of her erect nipple.
”Please…, I can’t take it anymore, ahh!? Aaah!”
”Ya don’t gotta hold back with me, go ahead and come as much as ya like.”
”No, no… no, no, don’t scratch, please… Nao, Naoshi… no, no, no…!”
Naoshi climbed on top of Itsuki, whose trembling limbs were barely supporting her, and repeatedly flicked both nipples with the tips of his fingers as if he was scratching them.
”Aaah… no, uun, no, no, no, no…!”
Ignoring the fact that Itsuki had already passed her limit and collapsed onto the futon, Naoshi, in the sleeping back position, continued to play with her chest with his hand, which was hidden underneath her.
”Ahh, ahh, ahhh—!”
Itsuki shook her head like a madwoman under the torture-like pleasure.
”Hah, hah, haah, aaah, hah, ahh, aaah—!”
Itsuki, with her mouth open lazily, could only let out moans between her rough breaths. With each orgasm, she shook and clenched the man in reproach.
”Alright, I’m ’bout ta cum, Itsuki.”
”…! Yeah! Ahh, I’ll come again, ahh, ahh!.”
Itsuki’s voice responded as Naoshi gave it his all for the last time. A little bit of her sanity returned with the woman’s voice. But that was only for a moment, until Naoshi began to ejaculate. With each pulse, Itsuki’s body trembled and her voice rose, answering him.
”Ahh, ahh, ah—! Yeah—, yeahhhh—~!”
Itsuki cried out in a loud voice, even with her face buried in the sheets.
After a long, long howl, only the rough breaths of the couple echoed in the room.
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