"She's wearing one? With this texture, I thought she was just using pasties."
Alistair lifted Akane Nanao's shirt, rolling it up to her armpits. Two masses of pure white, ample flesh were encased in a blue bra. However, because the two fruits were so full, the rather large bra only covered about half of them. The soft fruits were supported by a slightly small yet perfectly fitting "peel." The excellent material allowed Alistair to perfectly feel the magnificence of the fruits even through the fabric.
Only in a world like this could such a bra exist, barely perceptible through clothing.
Alistair sighed in admiration while reaching his hand around her back.
Click!
Akane Nanao's clasp was undone, and the perfectly fitting "peel" was immediately slightly pushed away by her resilient breasts. The unrestrained, soft flesh freely breathed the fresh air. Unfortunately, Akane Nanao, who was pressed against Alistair, covered his chest, so when Alistair looked down, he could only see her smooth hair.
Alistair tossed the blue bra onto the table. His two hands gently cupped the two ample, generous fruits, kneading and playing with them at will.
Akane Nanao's two masses of plumpness were extremely soft, similar in type to Mina's: the kind that sinks in with light pressure. Alistair used a bit of force, and his slender, long fingers instantly sank into her twin peaks like a swamp, leaving deep "craters."
Compared to Chiaki and Nagisa, whose breasts showed noticeable resilience and spring-back force, Akane Nanao's breasts offered almost no resistance, sinking deep with hardly any feeling of rebound. On the contrary, the flesh overflowing his fingers seemed to have a tendency to "devour" his fingers, desperately filling the "craters" his fingers formed.
Moreover, as Alistair kneaded, Akane Nanao's rapid breathing and excited body followed Alistair's rhythm. Whenever Alistair gently rubbed the gradually hardening little cherries with his finger pads or squeezed them slightly with his index finger and thumb, she couldn't help but tremble, and her breathing became much heavier.
"You're quite sexy, Nanao-senpai."
Alistair let go of her fair, soft breasts, gripped her shoulders, and pushed her away slightly, making her involuntarily tilt her head back and look at Alistair with hazy eyes.
Akane Nanao's small mouth was slightly agape, her eyes hazy. A thin line of silver drool stretched from her lower lip to her tongue as she panted, looking utterly debauched. Her pink, moist tongue licked her lip, sweeping away the saliva, then she looked at Alistair seductively, her eyes full of expectation.
With Akane Nanao wearing such an expression, how could Alistair not fulfill her wish?
Alistair immediately lowered his head, covering her warm, soft lips. Akane Nanao actively looped her arms around Alistair's neck, responding passionately. The marvelous sensation Alistair brought her made her insatiable, especially now that they were exchanging saliva.
As the two pink "snakes"—one large, one small—intertwined and played, the smaller one gradually fell behind, teased and toyed with, sucked upon. The slick liquid was exchanged between their mouths. Alistair shamelessly ravaged Akane Nanao's warm, wet mouth. The pleasure and subtle satisfaction that rushed to her brain made her increasingly cooperative with Alistair's invasion.
Lost in her rapture, Akane Nanao was completely unaware that a restless little hand was exploring her peach paradise...
Pop~
With a soft sound, their lips parted. A few strands of saliva adhered to their lower lips, lengthening and snapping as they pulled away.
Alistair's gaze moved downward, skipping past the sweet, full flesh, and looking toward the space between her legs, obscured by her pants. A small patch of the pants had already changed color, becoming darker.
Noticing Alistair's gaze, though still somewhat dazed, she instinctively clamped her legs shut, forming a (Y) shape.
Alistair chuckled, extending his right index and middle fingers. A slight reflection of "water stains" was clearly visible on his fingers. The reflection made Akane Nanao twist her head away, not daring to look at Alistair again, but the grip of her arms around Alistair's neck slightly tightened, pulling herself closer to him.
"Take your pants off, then sit on the table." Alistair leaned close to Akane Nanao's ear, exhaling hot breath onto her ear.
Hearing Alistair's command, Akane Nanao's face flushed even more, but she didn't hesitate. She obediently released her hands, efficiently undid her belt, and with a pull and a release, her slightly loose pants dropped to the floor, revealing Akane Nanao's plump, shapely buttocks and beautifully formed legs.
Akane Nanao then gave a small kick, leaving her shoes and pants on the floor, and, as Alistair commanded, sat on the table. Her legs were slightly spread, revealing her purple lace panties, which were completely soaked to a deep color.
Watching the red-faced Akane Nanao turn her head away, Alistair reached out and gently stroked her firm, strong legs, feeling her smooth, elastic skin and savoring the delicate texture.
As Alistair's fingertips traced her thigh and moved upward, Akane Nanao couldn't help but tense her body slightly, letting out faint moans, as if Alistair were about to delve deeper.
"I haven't reached there yet~"
Alistair said, but then suddenly extended his finger and lightly poked the center of the lace panties, which were already soaked with "spring water."
"Ah~"
Akane Nanao, who had been slightly relaxed after hearing Alistair's words, had her sensitive peach entrance suddenly attacked. Her body immediately tensed up again, and she involuntarily cried out. She then turned back to shoot Alistair a charming glare before twisting her head away again.
Alistair withdrew his hand and continued to stroke her thigh.
Akane Nanao's thighs were plump and soft, but compared to the other girls he had played with, they had an added firmness. Perhaps due to her training in the swimming club, her thighs were soft and delicate to the touch, but they lacked some of Mina's softness and fleshy texture, offering more firmness and elasticity instead.
Alistair exerted a little force, and his finger sank into Akane Nanao's thigh, then immediately sprang back, demonstrating its impressive resilience.
Alistair continued stroking her thigh. Feeling her thigh being caressed, Akane Nanao gradually adapted, blushing as she looked at Alistair, slowly drifting into a daze.
"Eek!"
Akane Nanao suddenly shrieked. She felt a sudden coolness at the entrance of her peach paradise and cried out instinctively.
Alistair had taken advantage of Akane Nanao's daze, suddenly pushed his fingers in, and pulled aside the purple lace panties blocking the peach entrance, exposing it to the air. The sudden chilling of her sensitive spot made her gasp.
The pink, clean peach entrance was still heavily "streaming," and the pink little bun seemed to pulse, as if breathing.
"You look more eager than I am?"
Alistair lightly touched the pink "little bun," collecting a little crystalline and slick "spring water" on his hand. He then teased her with it in front of her face, drawing out a few shiny silver threads, joking.
Akane Nanao ignored Alistair and simply closed her eyes, adopting an ostrich-like posture: if I can't see it, it doesn't exist.
Alistair stopped teasing. He unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants, released the Magma Dragon that had been long preparing, and moved closer to her. He rested one hand on her thigh, enjoying the smooth sensation of her skin, while gently rubbing the head of the Magma Dragon against the entrance of her peach paradise.
Feeling an unknown, searing object rubbing against her sensitive peach, Akane Nanao's body first trembled, then, as if realizing something, she extended her hands without opening her eyes. She fumbled, found Alistair's arms, and gently pulled him toward her.
Impatient already?
Alistair felt her gentle pull, raised an eyebrow, and curved his lips. He didn't stall, aligning his Magma Dragon with the entrance of her peach paradise, pushing against the opening. Feeling Akane Nanao's body tense up, he slowly began to push forward.
"Ah~ Ha~ Ha~"
Akane Nanao, who hadn't opened her eyes and therefore didn't know the size of the Magma Dragon, only understood its immense size when Alistair began to enter. The moment it only got slightly in, she felt a heavy pressure. Her breathing, which had gradually calmed, became ragged once more...