The ringtone of Chopin’s Polonaise was from Anna. I jumped up from the sofa like a bullet and rushed to pull up my trousers.
“‘Yes, hello? I’m in the middle of something.”
Kotono responds in a blatantly unhappy voice.
“Yeah, ……, uh, ……, ok, that. ……What? Do I have to do it right now?”
Kotono listened to Anna’s explanation for a while.
“All right. Wait for me outside the door.”
She hung up the phone.
“She said it was something about her passport and she really needed it right away. I’m going to go. I’ll be right back.”
She turned around and started walking, almost hitting the corner of the table. It was a rare occurrence for Kotono, who has a good grasp of space, but it was evidence of a very bad mood. I stood up, took her hand and led her to the door.
There was an apologetic knock on the door, and Kotono quickly exited through the narrow opening. I was left behind with my incompletely burned sexual desire, and I flipped through the pages of an erotic novel in my desperation.
It was a Saturday in the second week of July. The final exam was over, and the theme of the lesson was tits. I chose as my textbook the latest work by a famous author of big boobs, and the title was
The Holy Erection Power of the Otherworldly Hagure Magic Knight, Trinity
It’s a bit of a mess to make people read “Trinity” as “Holy Erection Power,” but the story is interesting. Simla Norihito, a high school student living in the modern world, is hit by a truck and summoned to another world, where he is appointed as a magic knight to save the world from absolute evil.
This magic knight fights with the power of magic and the sword, but the source of his power is his holy erection, or male sexual desire. However, his own sexual desire is not enough to fight a powerful enemy, so he supplements it by drinking the sacred breast milk, the divine milk Nel, offered by the temple priestess.
The story is full of big breasts, from the temple priestesses Myrrh, Sharon and Chandana to the monk Fran and the female knight Supre, making it an irresistible read for boob lovers. I’m not a big fan of big tits, but I’m a fan of the illustrator in charge of the cover and illustrations, so to put it bluntly, I bought the book cover.
There are a lot of paizuri scenes to serve the readers who like boobs. At the end of the first volume, there is a scene with three heroines doing triple paizuris, and I don’t even know if that actually feels good.
Also, the ejaculation is amazing. Two or three shots are normal in erotic novels like this, but the main character, Norihito, also known as Richt, has an amazing amount of ejaculation. I think about a liter comes out at a time. The momentum of his ejaculation is as strong as a geyser, as if he is the chosen one, and he shoots high into the air.
“Where’s the stuff over there?”
“He said it was packed in cardboard boxes in his study.”
The maids and servants hurried past in the corridor outside. The house was noisier than ever because of the preparations for the long trip that was coming up in a week.
As is always the case at this time of year, the house becomes like a mass migration of people as we deal with the paperwork and packages to be sent to Tokyo, Kyoto and Switzerland.
Before going to Switzerland in August, the Harukawas will first stay at a separate house in Tokyo and then visit Kotono’s grandparents in Kyoto. Then they left for Europe from Kansai Airport to enjoy a month-long vacation abroad.
It is a vacation for Ikuko and Kotono, but for Mr. Tatsuhiko, it is also a chance to deepen exchanges with his business partners in European countries. It’s a valuable meeting with someone who normally communicates in real time via the Internet.
Many of Tatsuhiko’s business partners come to Switzerland to enjoy their vacations with their families. The family relationship with them has helped Tatsuhiko with his work.
–One month and two weeks had gone by…….
I threw out my erotic novel and looked out the window.
Every year, I get caught up in complicated thoughts. Every year, I have mixed feelings: freedom from Kotono’s daily routine, a trip home to my parents’ house, summer classes at the prep school in front of the station, the beach, camping, and amusement parks. On the one hand, I was grateful for the time I could spend in the summer as an ordinary high school student, but on the other hand, my days away from Kotono were somewhat empty.
And yet. Even though we’ve been apart for more than a month, Kotono hasn’t contacted me, and she doesn’t look happy when we meet again. If there was even a word about how much I missed her, I would have been …… long ago.
The door opened to reveal Kotono’s face. I hurriedly ran over and took her hand.
“Why didn’t you just do it earlier instead of checking so last minute already?”
Kotono complained as she sat down on the sofa.
“I’m thirsty. Can you make me a cup of tea?”
＊ ＊ ＊ ＊
I was so upset that I spilled hot water on my hand that should have been transferred to the cup.
I held my hand tightly to suppress the pain and calmed down a little.
When I came back, Kotono turned to me with a dumbfounded look on her face.
“Pull yourself together already. Can you hurry up and make me some tea?”
I took a deep breath and kept my consciousness steady. Transfer the remaining hot water in the pot to a cup, add the tea leaves and pour hot water. Put on the pot cover and knock down the hourglass. Three minutes.
While the hourglass was falling, I observed Kotono’s breasts sullenly.
Her bra size is a C, but from what I saw and touched, I can assume that even a C is on the lower side, i.e., less high and low. In other words, realistically speaking, a paizuri would be impossible. But perhaps Kotono doesn’t understand that.
Kotono, who was annoyed by my silence, looked at me suspiciously.
“What’s with the silence?
“Well, you know…”
I struggled to think of what to say. A cold sweat ran down my spine. Trying to buy some time, I made sure the hourglass had fallen and poured some tea from the pot. I placed the cup on the side table of the sofa and looked at her expression.
Kotono sipped from the cup with a suspicious look on her face.
I don’t think saying it would be a great idea…
–The young lady’s tits are too small for paizuri! That’s too bad, teh heh♪.
Kotono will probably kill me if I do this.
I have to keep her pride, but I have to let her know the reality.
“I heard that you have to have big boobs to be able to do paizuri.”
I’m not sure if a euphemism like “big boobs” will work.When told to do so, Kotono touches her own breasts from the side with a confident expression.
“‘Oh, don’t worry, I’ve got C too. Anna said, ‘A C cup is a big cup. She said, “If you have a C cup, you’re a big girl.”
Oh, Anna… —————!
I screamed in my mind. No, it’s true that a C cup is bigger than an A or B cup. But that’s like saying a Chihuahua is bigger than a squirrel or a hamster, isn’t it?
I coughed and tried to hide my agitation. What should I do now? I think I’ll go straight to the point.
“You know, young lady. I think the bra size that can be used for paizuri starts around E cup.”
Kotono thought about it for a while, then counted up from A to E to see where she stood. Her cheeks quickly flushed and she looked annoyed.
“But you don’t have to be able to perform paizuri or anything to be attractive as a woman.”
The cups and plates were placed on the table with a clinking sound. Kotono quickly stood up and put her hands on her hips in frustration, as if to deny me the opportunity to follow her.
“Its okay, I’ll do it, Lets get on it right away”
It’s not good. Kotono’s competitive spirit has been ignited. But this is not something that can be managed with mental strength.
Kotono’s hands grabbed my arms and forced me to sit on the sofa. She unzipped me and took out my still-hard penis.
“You have to make it big first.”
Kotono’s tongue traced the foreskin, followed by a lick of the glans. The lust that had been smoldering from incomplete combustion was rekindled. Kotono took the time to slowly run her tongue over it as it regained its firmness and tension. No, I don’t want her to have to force me to do it anymore, I just want her to make me cum like this.
Kotono unbuttons her blouse. Kotono is really a hard worker, as she was able to expose her arms and shoulders during the study period when she didn’t see me. So much so that she thinks she can do anything if she tries hard enough.
Today’s bra was a pretty pink flower pattern. She unhooked it and let it fall to the floor. Kotono’s hands pull it up from her sides as her small sized breasts are exposed. You can get sight of the modest cleavage, but if you could pinch anything there, it would be a small pencil or sharpie,…….
“I’ll be going then.”
Kotono’s cleavage was drawn up to my penis.