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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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[Come in.]
I was waiting patiently in the massage room, all preparations complete, when Chinami’s message arrived. I opened the door.
“Ahem…”
Chinami sat on the bed, clearing her throat. She seemed embarrassed about our encounter before her shower. This time, the sash was tied securely, preventing her gown from slipping.
Let’s act naturally.
“Did you enjoy your shower?”
“Yes…”
“How was the water temperature? Was it okay?”
“It was nice and warm…”
I offered a gentle smile as I watched Chinami rub her hands between her pressed-together thighs, then turned the dimmer switch on the wall to the left. The orange light gradually faded.
I adjusted the brightness to a level where it was difficult to distinguish anything unless it was right in front of you.
“Shall we lie down now?”
“Yes…”
Chinami replied shyly and lay face down on the bed.
I placed my knee between her parted legs and reached down to her slender waist, taking hold of the sash of her gown.
“I’m going to untie this.”
“Oh…? Are you starting the oil massage right away?”
“I need to loosen up your muscles first.”
“But why right away…?”
“It’s easier to massage when I’m touching your skin directly.”
“Ah… Aren’t you going to use a modesty towel…?”
“That’s for when you turn over.”
“O-Okay… gasp…!”
Chinami took a deep breath and tensed her stomach. My hand had brushed against her belly, causing her to instinctively pull it in.
I chuckled softly at Chinami’s cute reaction and tugged on her gown’s sash. With a rustling sound, the sash came loose. I held the hem of the gown and slowly pulled it down to the side, letting the soft fabric glide over Chinami’s back.
“Sigh…”
Chinami exhaled, lifting one leg slightly before putting it back down. My intentions were being accepted. She was probably feeling aroused.
“Matsuda-kouhai… it’s cold here…”
I smiled brightly at Chinami’s complaint, as she hugged a pillow tightly.
“You’ll get warm later. Just bear with it for a bit.”
“Okay…”
“Then, let’s begin.”
With that, I draped a towel over Chinami’s buttocks and placed my hands on her calves, gently stroking them up and down.
Was she surprised by the touch after so long? Chinami’s body twitched. Her calves tensed momentarily, but only briefly. She soon relaxed her whole body, spreading her legs a little wider.
Chinami’s body was very warm, perhaps from the recent shower, or perhaps from nervous excitement.
As a bonus, her skin was soft and pliable, making it a delight to touch. Like freshly made mochi.
“Mmm…”
I continued the massage silently until a soft, languid sigh escaped Chinami’s lips. I then placed my hand on the towel covering her buttocks.
“Oh…?”
She flinched and turned her head slightly, but perhaps because I had touched her there frequently before, she didn’t react strongly. I had a good feeling about this.
Pressing down firmly on her plump buttocks with both hands, I asked,
“How’s the pressure?”
“…Good…”
She hugged the pillow in her arms even tighter, seeming embarrassed. She appeared to be getting a little aroused… Meaning it was time to make my move.
Having made up my mind, I slipped my hand under the towel.
My fingers slid through the soft terry cloth. The moment my first knuckle touched Chinami’s bare skin…
“Mmmph…”
Chinami’s toes, which had been resting flat, curled, wrinkling her cute soles. As I began to gently caress her buttocks, she crossed her big toe and second toe, as if trying to suppress a tickle.
“Hrmm… Matsuda-kouhai…”
“Yes?”
“This isn’t… Umm… N-Never mind…”
She seemed to be about to say, “This isn’t a massage.”
She wasn’t protesting like she did in the clubroom, so she must be enjoying it, right? Perhaps she was intoxicated by the subtly erotic atmosphere that had begun to fill the room.
“Are you uncomfortable at all?”
“…About what…?”
“Here. It seems a bit tight.”
The disposable panties were practically being swallowed by her buttocks. I slipped my thumb inside one side and lifted it slightly. Chinami’s shoulders jumped.
“Ah…!”
“Shall I adjust it properly for you?”
“N-No…! I’m fine…! It’s nothing…!”
I could feel Chinami’s buttocks tense as she hurriedly shook her head. Still soft, though.
I tapped her hip and said,
“Time for you to turn around. Here, I’ll put this modesty towel on you.”
“Huh…? Already…?”
“Yes.”
“O-Okay…”
Chinami replied in an extremely shy voice and buried her face in the sheets.
I clicked my tongue and moved to her side, spreading the towel covering her back wide open.
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Seeing the two mounds pushing up against the towel on her chest made me want to skip the foreplay. I desperately wanted to rip the towel away and thrust myself between her breasts.
That’s how erotic Chinami’s body was. Even the hazy way she looked up at me was sexy. It was a struggle to suppress the desire surging through me.
She exuded sex appeal even without trying, just by lying there. I was starting to understand why some people consider pink to be a lewd color.
“Matsuda-kouhai… Why aren’t you doing anything…?”
Snapping back to reality at the slight tremor in Chinami’s voice, I picked up the oil bottle.
The oil I brought this time was larger than the one I usually used. Large enough to be considered a bulk size. I opened the heavy bottle and began pouring it onto the towel covering Chinami’s front.
“Mmm…? What are you doing…?”
Chinami tilted her head slightly. She seemed puzzled that I was pouring the oil onto the towel instead of directly onto her skin. I gently placed my palm just below her breasts and replied,
“I’m letting it soak into the towel.”
“Why…?”
“Before applying it directly, I’m going to use the damp towel to spread the oil all over your body.”
“Hmm… Will that make a difference…?”
A towel soaked in oil clinging to her body would be visually more arousing. It would also feel good when I got on top of her later.
“I wonder.”
“Ah…”
Chinami accepted my non-answer with a completely unconvinced expression and quietly watched my actions.
I started by pouring the oil in small amounts, but soon I just took the cap off entirely and turned the bottle upside down, thoroughly soaking the brown towel. Satisfied, I nodded as I watched the oil-laden towel cling to the curves of Chinami’s body.
“Let’s begin.”
“Okay…”
I gently pressed down Chinami’s knees, which had somehow become upright again, and started with her stomach. Sliding my hand under the towel at her side, I began rubbing her slick abdomen in circular motions.
“Ooh…”
Chinami let out a short moan and her thighs came together, her calves splaying outwards. Her eyes, which were fixed on me, began to glaze over as she gripped the sheets tightly with her small hands. She already seemed to be experiencing pleasure.
With one corner of my mouth lifted, I repeatedly pressed gently below her navel, asking in a soft voice,
“Are you comfortable?”
“…Yes…”
“How does it feel? Good?”
“Mmnn… Good…”
Her knees were starting to rise again. Deciding it was time to move on, I turned my hand at an angle and slid it down Chinami’s lower abdomen towards her inguinal crease.
“Ngh…?”
Chinami’s head lifted as her breathing became erratic. She gulped as she saw my hand gliding back and forth across her groin.
“M-Matsuda-kouhai… Is this part of the massage…?”
“It is. Could you spread your legs a little wider? It’s difficult to massage like this.”
“L-Like this…?”
“You’re too tense right now. A little more.”
“I-Is this… enough…?”
“A little more, please.”
Her legs spread hesitantly, as if testing the waters. Patiently coaxing Chinami, I smiled gently as I felt the outside of my hand slip fully into her inguinal crease.
“That’s good. Thank you.”
“Hrmm… It feels strange…”
“Strange in an unpleasant way?”
“N-No, not that… Ah…!”
Chinami’s waist bucked sharply. My hand, snaking along her inguinal crease, had grazed her labia.
Pretending not to notice her reaction, I pushed my hand further in. My thick wrist rubbed against her sensitive area within the confines of the towel. It might be a bit constricting, but the oil made her skin slick, so it shouldn’t be painful.
“Haa… Haa…”
As if proving my point, Chinami only gasped and panted, showing no other strong reaction. A sign that she was accepting my touch in a positive way.
I had been worried she might feel repulsed, so this was a relief. Breathing a silent sigh of relief, I escalated things further.
My hand moved past her inguinal crease and into the gap between her thighs. I curled my fingers and gently grazed the center of her disposable panties.
“Ha…!”
As Chinami lifted her head with a short gasp, I pulled my arm back, subtly brushing my hand against her crotch… and when her breathing faltered, I rested my hand on her pubic mound for a short break.
“Hah… Haa…”
Seeing Chinami stick out her tongue slightly and whimpering like a puppy, I continued to repeat these same actions.
Patiently, I continued the caresses disguised as a massage, for a very, very long time, until Chinami’s body began to twitch, overcome with pleasure.
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Thnaks Neko!
Thx for the chapter ❤️