How To Ruin A Love Comedy – Chapter 87

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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Beep-!

Miyuki, dazed while soaking in the open-air bath, was startled by the sound of the washing machine coming from outside the bathroom.

It sounded like Matsuda was washing the soiled futon…

“Sigh…”

A sigh escaped her involuntarily.

Her face flushed, and her heart pounded.

That’s how embarrassed she was. By the spectacle she had made of herself in the living room.

She felt like going to a reed field and screaming her lungs out.

Recalling herself, pelvis raised, leaking the product of her excitement, Miyuki took a sharp breath and buried her face in the hot water.

And then she screamed underwater.

The rising bubbles tickled her cheeks and ears.

Even though she couldn’t breathe underwater, she felt a little relief in her chest.

After exhaling all the held breath, Miyuki raised her head.

“Phew…!”

The cool air coming in from the slightly open window cooled the water on her face, creating a refreshing sensation.

Rain was falling outside. Judging by the gloomy sky, it seemed like it would pour all night.

It would be perfect to go to that ramen shop now… She suddenly felt hungry.

-Can I come in?

Miyuki, who was imagining the hot broth of miso ramen, flinched at Matsuda’s voice coming from outside the bathroom.

But she quickly calmed down.

It was because of the unique sense of stability that his low voice brought.

If he had just announced he was coming in, she would have yelled back ‘over my dead body!,’ but his gentle tone asking for permission softened her heart.

Showing her naked body was embarrassing, but they had showered together once before… It would be okay.

And she had already shown him her shameful appearance earlier, so this much was nothing.

Having quickly made up her mind, Miyuki answered in a small voice,

“Yes…”

Then the bathroom’s sliding door carefully opened.

And…

“Come in quic… Eek!”

Miyuki, who was about to greet Matsuda, gasped and covered her eyes.

He was standing there, completely naked.

“Wh, what are you doing coming in totally naked…!”

The day they showered together, they both wore underwear.

Of course, they would take it all off whenever they had sex, but on those occasions, they would be aroused by pleasure. If their minds were clear, they’d be covering their most intimate parts…

Before, the steam also made the bath foggy, lessening the embarrassment.

But not now. This time, it was the complete opposite.

Matsuda was standing there, his penis completely exposed, and because of that, embarrassment washed over Miyuki.

She immediately retracted the “this much is nothing” that had been hovering over her mind.

Showering together was still awkward and embarrassing.

“I need to shower, I can’t come in with clothes on.”

Miyuki was momentarily speechless at Matsuda’s bewildered words.

She slightly parted her fingers covering her eyes and, with a splashing sound, lowered her hand as Matsuda entered the bath.

“No… you could just wear your underwear like last time…”

“Do I really have to?”

Saying that, Matsuda placed a plastic bottle on the bath tile.

Frozen bottled water. Seeing it, Miyuki flinched and avoided Matsuda’s eyes.

Seeing the ice reminded her of what had happened in the living room, and she felt inexplicably guilty.

Did he read her mind?

Matsuda stretched his arms out to the sides.

“Come here.”

“…”

Miyuki, blushing as she glanced at Matsuda’s clearly defined and firm pectoral muscles, slowly approached him with her lips pressed together.

As she slipped between Matsuda’s legs and turned around, Matsuda chuckled softly and pulled her waist closer.

Then he opened the bottle cap and brought it to Miyuki’s lips.

Seeing the slightly melted, transparent ice clumped near the opening, Miyuki suddenly felt thirsty.

Her lips parted demurely.

Then, Matsuda tilted the bottle and poured the water into Miyuki’s mouth.

The cool and refreshing sensation flowed down her esophagus.

A pleasure similar to the ice kiss seemed to pierce her mind.

Even the feeling of a single drop of water, which didn’t make it into her mouth, trailing down her jawline and landing on her collarbone, felt good.

Miyuki, enjoying even that sensation, shuddered and gulped unconsciously until the melted water in the bottle was gone.

“Good?”

Miyuki nodded like a good child at Matsuda’s gentle question.

“Haa…”

Letting out a pleasant sigh, Miyuki pressed her back firmly against Matsuda’s chest.

Her body sank snugly into his, feeling incredibly cozy.

Matsuda’s hand gently stroking her stomach was also so comfortable that she felt like closing her eyes.

“Matsuda-kun… when the sun sets…”

“Yeah, let’s go there.”

“I didn’t say anything…?”

“You wanted to eat ramen, right?”

“Right…”

“See?”

Miyuki pouted.

It was because she found Matsuda annoying, boasting with a confident tone as if he knew everything about her.

“…”

A strange competitive spirit arose within her, and a thought crossed her mind.

The “Seven Ways to Drive Your Man Crazy!” stuff that she had read and memorized before.

One of them came to mind, and she lowered her hand below her thighs.

Then she touched Matsuda’s penis, which was right below her vulva.

He flinched.

Matsuda reacted immediately as soon as her hand touched him.

His reaction seemed much more intense than when she touched his penis in the car before.

Feeling inexplicably proud, Miyuki lowered her hand further and began to gently scratch the thin scrotum enclosing his testicles with her fingernails.

Then, a short moan, “Kgh!”, escaped Matsuda’s lips.

She felt the tension tighten in his legs, which were supporting his body.

And… his limp and soft penis instantly hardened, its touch against her own vulva vividly transmitted.

“Gasp…!”

Miyuki, continuing to move her hand, smirked when she heard a breath from behind, as if suppressing an instinct.

The column she had read was truly amazing.

Just a little stimulation, and he reacted so honestly…

She felt like she should read it frequently and memorize every single word without missing a beat.

“Damn it…”

An angry exclamation burst from Matsuda’s mouth.

If she had been at Matsuda’s mercy until just now, the situation was now completely reversed.

It was fun and strange.

‘Next is…’

The article said that after caressing the testicles and getting a reaction from the man, she should stimulate the glans to drive him even crazier.

Or gently shake the shaft while holding it,

Or even stop for a moment to tease him.

Recalling the tips in the column, Miyuki turned her head and glanced sideways at Matsuda.

His eyes, glaring at her with a frown, were gentle.

Relieved, Miyuki smiled bashfully.

Deciding to choose the second method, she turned her body completely and sat between Matsuda’s spread legs, lightly grasping his penis.

A firm touch.

But thanks to the foreskin covering the shaft, there was also a slight softness.

She had felt it when she briefly held it in the car before, but his penis was very large and long.

It was hard to believe that this thing had entered her, rummaged through her insides, and she had felt pleasure from that act.

As she slightly moved her hand up and down, holding the shaft, Matsuda, who had been stern-faced, relaxed his hips further.

He looked like he was feeling more and more pleasure.

Seeing Matsuda like that, Miyuki gained a strange confidence, and her hand movements gradually quickened.

‘Here…’

The article said that while shaking it, if she stroked the glans with three fingers as if spreading oil, he would like it even more…

But now that she was actually trying it, it wasn’t as easy as she thought.

Perhaps because his penis was submerged in water, there was a lot of resistance?

“Hey… stop for a second…”

While Miyuki was thinking about various things and shaking his penis, Matsuda tapped her shoulder and said those words.

Coming to her senses, Miyuki asked innocently,

“Why…? Does it hurt…?”

Was it because she was gripping it harder as she shook it?

Or was it because she was clumsy and he wasn’t feeling any pleasure?

Miyuki, deeply pondering the reasons for Matsuda’s behavior, slightly opened her mouth at his following words.

“No… I think I’m going to cum.”

“Huh…?”

Did that mean he was already close to ejaculating?

Was it that good? Or had a lot of time passed while she was lost in thought?

The column said that even the act of a beginner giving a handjob greatly excites a man.

So, it seemed like that was the case… but she wasn’t sure.

By the way, the article also said that men like it when you receive their ejaculation with your mouth…

The taste of semen she had tasted in her room before was incredibly bitter.

It was only on the tip of her tongue, but it was that bad.

So, she couldn’t possibly receive it with her mouth.

Not yet.

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Miyuki has a particular expression she makes when she’s deep in thought.

She tilts her head at a slight 15-degree angle and lowers her gaze slightly.

That’s how she was now.

Without heeding my words to stop for a moment, she continued to hold and shake my penis while thinking about something.

Probably about the handjob column she had read before.

It’s admirable how she diligently continues her research like a model student, even for lewd stuff like this.

I’ve been wanting to cum since a while ago.

That’s how good Miyuki’s first-ever handjob felt.

Even though it was underwater where I couldn’t feel proper pressure, the satisfaction and pleasure brought by the monumental situation of Miyuki giving me her first handjob…

That psychological factor exploded in my mind and was urging me to cum.

Unable to bear it any longer, I abruptly stood up.

“Ah…?”

With that, Miyuki let out a surprised gasp, her arm was pulled up, and her knees straightened.

Her kneeling while still shaking my penis, and me receiving her service.

That was our current pose.

Now that my penis was out of the water, I could feel the pressure properly.

The fairly fast friction. My penis felt like it was burning up.

“Ugh…!”

Unable to hold back any longer, I grabbed Miyuki’s wrist to prevent her from pulling her hand away, held my penis in place, and relaxed my lower body.

Then Miyuki made an urgent expression and covered my glans with her left hand.

I don’t know why Miyuki did that. Maybe she instinctively felt it.

That if she just let go of it, the semen would splatter on her face.

The moment Miyuki covered my glans, semen erupted from the stimulated head.

The explosively released semen coated and filled Miyuki’s delicate hand, dripping and flowing into the bath.

A short time passed like that,

And as the seemingly endlessly flowing semen began to lose its momentum, Miyuki’s hand slowly pulled away.

The cloudy liquid was unusually viscous today.

Miyuki stared blankly at the thick fluid stuck between her fingers, then her head tilted upwards.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she had an innocent expression, but somehow, it felt erotic.

“…Sticky…”

Miyuki, commenting in a small voice while rubbing her hand, looked so erotic for some reason.

“Phew…”

Exhaling the breath I had been holding, I stroked Miyuki’s wet hair.

Then, I stopped her as she smiled bashfully and tried to wash her hand in the bathwater, and moved to get the showerhead placed outside the tub.

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