We all masturbate, it's nothing to be ashamed of. It's also something most prefer to keep private. But sometimes, people forget to knock while we're in the middle of things, and awkwardness ensues.
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➊ EMBARRASSMENT Yeah, someone just caught you in a very private act and you kind of wish the ground would swallow you up. Now.
➋ ANGER How dare someone barge in on you without knocking! You'll give them a piece of your mind right now.
➌ EXCITEMENT/EXHIBITIONISM happens to be a major turn-on for you, so you'll just continue. Maybe even ask them to give you a hand, you never know...
➍ APATHY Big deal, it's not like they've been living in a bubble where they never knew masturbation existed, and if they were they had to find out about it sometime.
➎ SQUICK Either it was a family member who just walked in on you or you just feel so utterly dirty at having been caught doing something so personal.
➏ DELAYED reaction You didn't even notice they were there until after you finished.
➐ DERAILED REACTION Oh no you've been--what is that on their head? Wait, the world's ending now? D-did you just see that unicorn? Worry about being caught later, figure out what the hell is going on first.
➑ FRUSTRATION COME ON, EVERY TIME!
➒ RELIEF Thank GOODNESS someone came by! Otherwise you'd have had to stop and go grab that toy/pillow/remote for the annoying stereo yourself. Also they could maybe swap discs because this movie isn't really doing it for you. What do you mean it's inappropriate? It's not like you're asking them to watch.
Gene leaned in gently, pressing his lips against hers. As he did so, his arm slid around her waist, pulling her over into his lap. His lips continued to explore hers as his other hand reached down between her legs, cupping her through the fabric of her pants and rubbing his palm against her mound.
"Well, that experiment was a success," he said, breaking off the kiss and licking his lips as if he'd just enjoyed a rather tasty treat, "I correctly surmised that you've a knack for kissing."
She starts, but manages to remain still until he begins urging her. Pulling her into his lap, she doesn't break apart. However, she does seem to hiccup when his hand touches her groin.
He's pulling away and her eyes open, red bleeding across her face. She wants to cover her face when he licks his lips like that and she does let her head drop. "I-I don't know how I would..."
"It's just instinctual for some people, maybe. I was told that I was always pretty good at it. Though I've picked up a few new tricks since then."
Gene stops his stimulation for a moment, looking around.
"Come to think of it, this ain't the right place for it. Needs to be comfortable."
He easily lifts her up with him when he stands, carrying her across his arms and back to his room. She's gently laid upon the black silk sheets, after which Gene takes off his clothing, dropping it piece by piece until only his boxers are left.
"Get more comfortable, okay? Get all that stuff off."
She's a little distracted by his hand, but immediately refocuses when he stops. Why? Always reaching the point, but he always somehow ruined--!
"... Oh."
That's right. They were on a couch and that would be completely unacceptable. She feels small and much too vulnerable being carried; she doesn't like it, but she can't muster up a complaint. Naoto watches him from the bed, again looking down at herself when he says she should strip. It's nerve-wracking, but it's a good idea.
Hands moving, she takes a majority of it off until she's sitting in her boy shorts and socks, one arm doing its best to cover her chest.
"...Man, you are just too friggin' cute for words. I can't stand it."
The first step was getting her used to him. Couldn't just jump right into this. He slides up onto the bed and puts his back to the headboard. His hands grip her waist as he pulls her back against his chest. The mirror on his wall caught them perfectly.
"No need to hide anything here," he said, kissing the side of throat as his hands slide between her arms and breasts, gently kneading them. He was already aroused, himself, judging by the lump jutting against her rear.
It's unnerving to her to be called 'cute'. She all but falls against him when he pulls her to his chest. She notices the reflection and has to turn away.
"Starwi-- ah..." Her voice disappears under his assault, her skin rising. She had been touching her breasts earlier, but this was somehow different. It felt different being caressed by his hands instead. A reaction? She glances back when she feels something pressing against her bottom and bites her lip. That most certainly had to be a positive reaction...
"See? Doesn't feel too bad, right?" he murmurs against the nape of her neck, "I always did like this short-haired look you rock so well."
He massages her breasts a bit more firmly, running his thumbs over her nipples now and then. She was well-endowed for being a petite girl, and he found that he really liked the feel of that soft, pliant flesh pressing between his fingers.
Eventually one hand slid down, moving below the waistband of her lower garment and cupping her directly, deft fingers and palm rubbing against her.
"N-No..." She supposed it didn't. The tenor in his voice made her tremble in his lap.
Playing with her breasts, he was making her abdomen grow warmer. It never felt like this before. She didn't understand what he was doing differently from her, but whatever it was, she didn't want him to stop.
And then his hand was down there, touching where her fingers were barely an hour ago. Her hips were shaking and that tremble spread everywhere. His fingers seem to be moving so fast. If she was still thinking straight, they were probably very slick already.
"Whoa now! What's this?" he said, drawing up his hand and rubbing his fingers together, "Man, you're leakin' like a broken bucket, huh? Guess I shouldn't have interrupted. This requires special attention, hm?"
Gene gently nudged her forward onto her stomach, then deftly slid her lower garments off in one quick motion, tossing them across the room. He pulled up a pillow and pushed it under her lower abdomen, raising up her rear. His hands slid over her shapely bottom and down between her thighs, splaying her open with his thumbs.
"What a tender dish we have here," he said, licking his lips before leaning in and suddenly clamping his mouth to her pussy. He suckled and lapped at her folds hungrily, eager to taste more of her.
"What...?" She blinks, looking at his hand. Her eyes widened and she really did cover her face. That was completely lewd and his words were humiliating. A-A broken bucket? What sort of analogy was that?
Naoto places her hands beneath her as she tips onto her stomach, breasts squishing against the bed sheets as he raises her hips. There's still minute tremors as his hand moves. She glances back, feeling her folds open. "What are you doing? That's--!"
She bites down on the bed sheets to stifle a cry. His mouth and tongue were on her. She knew of oral sex, but this was so dirty! Then why was it making her hotter?
If there was one thing Gene really enjoyed in any good bout of foreplay, it was cunnilingus. It certainly showed in his dedication to it. He lingered over every centimeter of sensitive flesh, making sure to focus on any spots that get the best reaction. As he did, his rough palms continue to explore her thighs and ass.
When he thought she was ready, he brought one hand over to push two fingers into her. They thrusted into her, stirring up her interior and hooking against her front wall. It freed his mouth up to venture down, capturing her clit and suckling on the small nub, while his tongue slid back the hood to rub directly on it.
Naoto was doing her best not to cry out. She never felt this way before or made the sounds that were trying to escape from her mouth. It wasn't like her to be weakened like this or for her voice to be so high. Even that small squeak was unlike her.
His tongue had pulled away, but she whimpers at his fingers, feeling her insides just squeeze around them. They're rough, large, and long, reaching further than hers by far. She jumps as his fingers curl against a spot she hadn't even known existed, blinding her briefly. His mouth and tongue were back and teasing her precious nub. Naoto was feeling dizzy, like she was about to burst.
Gene gradually felt the tension rising in her body, and every action he made was to bring a release as fast as possible. His fingers moved faster inside of her, working wet, squelching sounds out as his arm moved them like a piston. He made sure to flutter his tongue just a bit more intensely on her clit, focusing the suction more tightly around it.
His free raised up and came down, giving her an ever-so-light swat on her bottom, just to gauge her reaction to it.
At this point, she wasn't sure what was happening again. All she knew was that she was going to snap.
At all perverse actions to orgasm at, it was the light smack. Her body tenses and she moans pathetically against the bedding, hips shaking and twitching and insides clamping on his fingers. Naoto felt light-headed, panting as she released the sheets from her mouth. That... that was...
Gene reduced his intensity to let her ride it out, but didn't still it. He used his skills to gently coax her through her climax, letting her milk it for as long as possible before she ebbed off. When he felt she was satisfied, he sat up on his knees again and sat back with her, pulling her against his chest.
Her hips shake with each continuing motion, but finally, she can settle when he pulls his fingers out. Her breathing is still heavy against his chest, but she's much more in control. Naoto raises her head, her eyes slightly hazy.
"Hm? O-oh..." She let out another breath. "I'm... fine."
"Wonderful! Then we can continue unimpeded. This is where it gets really fun," he grinned boyishly, kissing her again as he lifted her up with one arm, using the other to guide the head of his cock into her. It nudged between her labia and started to push into her body.
"What?" She's still somewhat out of it, but notices his cock when it rubs her folds. Heat rushes to her face and she groans as he pushes in. It was bigger than his fingers, stretching her open must more. "A-Ah!"
"Ah...shit, it's tight...need to relax a bit more."
Inch-by-inch, he sunk into her, not stopping until her thighs rested against his. The size difference between them was even more apparent now, with his prick lodged deep inside of her. He kissed her again, gripping her hips and helping to move her on his lap.
She didn't know how to relax and he was pushing further inside, opening her until he was completely in. Naoto released a breath, knowing her insides were twitching and slowly opening to his size. The kiss was returned more hesitantly this time, broken when he guided her into the motions. It was beginning to feel good again.
"Looks like I bottomed out. Now I know how where to keep it at," he said, altering his tempo to push her a little farther. He leaned her back just enough to pop the tip of one pert breast into his mouth, not missing a stroke as he hungrily teased her teat. He sucked the tip lovingly, lashing the nipple with his tongue. Intermittently, he alternated between them.
"Starwind-san...!" The abrupt change makes her cry out and she moans when his lips seize a nipple. She's put herself at his mercy really and he's addressing both. Her hips shake a little more, the mounting pleasure stoking that fire in her abdomen again.
When he's tired of her breasts, he pulls her up to capture her lips once again, his tongue plunging into her mouth. The room fills with the wet SLAP of flesh-against-flesh as he gradually picks up the pace.
"Ah...too...too good..." he groans, gritting his teeth as he feels that tight pressure coiling behind his balls.
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"Well, that experiment was a success," he said, breaking off the kiss and licking his lips as if he'd just enjoyed a rather tasty treat, "I correctly surmised that you've a knack for kissing."
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He's pulling away and her eyes open, red bleeding across her face. She wants to cover her face when he licks his lips like that and she does let her head drop. "I-I don't know how I would..."
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Gene stops his stimulation for a moment, looking around.
"Come to think of it, this ain't the right place for it. Needs to be comfortable."
He easily lifts her up with him when he stands, carrying her across his arms and back to his room. She's gently laid upon the black silk sheets, after which Gene takes off his clothing, dropping it piece by piece until only his boxers are left.
"Get more comfortable, okay? Get all that stuff off."
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She's a little distracted by his hand, but immediately refocuses when he stops. Why? Always reaching the point, but he always somehow ruined--!
"... Oh."
That's right. They were on a couch and that would be completely unacceptable. She feels small and much too vulnerable being carried; she doesn't like it, but she can't muster up a complaint. Naoto watches him from the bed, again looking down at herself when he says she should strip. It's nerve-wracking, but it's a good idea.
Hands moving, she takes a majority of it off until she's sitting in her boy shorts and socks, one arm doing its best to cover her chest.
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The first step was getting her used to him. Couldn't just jump right into this. He slides up onto the bed and puts his back to the headboard. His hands grip her waist as he pulls her back against his chest. The mirror on his wall caught them perfectly.
"No need to hide anything here," he said, kissing the side of throat as his hands slide between her arms and breasts, gently kneading them. He was already aroused, himself, judging by the lump jutting against her rear.
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It's unnerving to her to be called 'cute'. She all but falls against him when he pulls her to his chest. She notices the reflection and has to turn away.
"Starwi-- ah..." Her voice disappears under his assault, her skin rising. She had been touching her breasts earlier, but this was somehow different. It felt different being caressed by his hands instead. A reaction? She glances back when she feels something pressing against her bottom and bites her lip. That most certainly had to be a positive reaction...
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He massages her breasts a bit more firmly, running his thumbs over her nipples now and then. She was well-endowed for being a petite girl, and he found that he really liked the feel of that soft, pliant flesh pressing between his fingers.
Eventually one hand slid down, moving below the waistband of her lower garment and cupping her directly, deft fingers and palm rubbing against her.
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Playing with her breasts, he was making her abdomen grow warmer. It never felt like this before. She didn't understand what he was doing differently from her, but whatever it was, she didn't want him to stop.
And then his hand was down there, touching where her fingers were barely an hour ago. Her hips were shaking and that tremble spread everywhere. His fingers seem to be moving so fast. If she was still thinking straight, they were probably very slick already.
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Gene gently nudged her forward onto her stomach, then deftly slid her lower garments off in one quick motion, tossing them across the room. He pulled up a pillow and pushed it under her lower abdomen, raising up her rear. His hands slid over her shapely bottom and down between her thighs, splaying her open with his thumbs.
"What a tender dish we have here," he said, licking his lips before leaning in and suddenly clamping his mouth to her pussy. He suckled and lapped at her folds hungrily, eager to taste more of her.
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Naoto places her hands beneath her as she tips onto her stomach, breasts squishing against the bed sheets as he raises her hips. There's still minute tremors as his hand moves. She glances back, feeling her folds open. "What are you doing? That's--!"
She bites down on the bed sheets to stifle a cry. His mouth and tongue were on her. She knew of oral sex, but this was so dirty! Then why was it making her hotter?
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When he thought she was ready, he brought one hand over to push two fingers into her. They thrusted into her, stirring up her interior and hooking against her front wall. It freed his mouth up to venture down, capturing her clit and suckling on the small nub, while his tongue slid back the hood to rub directly on it.
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His tongue had pulled away, but she whimpers at his fingers, feeling her insides just squeeze around them. They're rough, large, and long, reaching further than hers by far. She jumps as his fingers curl against a spot she hadn't even known existed, blinding her briefly. His mouth and tongue were back and teasing her precious nub. Naoto was feeling dizzy, like she was about to burst.
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His free raised up and came down, giving her an ever-so-light swat on her bottom, just to gauge her reaction to it.
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At all perverse actions to orgasm at, it was the light smack. Her body tenses and she moans pathetically against the bedding, hips shaking and twitching and insides clamping on his fingers. Naoto felt light-headed, panting as she released the sheets from her mouth. That... that was...
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"You okay?"
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"Hm? O-oh..." She let out another breath. "I'm... fine."
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Inch-by-inch, he sunk into her, not stopping until her thighs rested against his. The size difference between them was even more apparent now, with his prick lodged deep inside of her. He kissed her again, gripping her hips and helping to move her on his lap.
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She didn't know how to relax and he was pushing further inside, opening her until he was completely in. Naoto released a breath, knowing her insides were twitching and slowly opening to his size. The kiss was returned more hesitantly this time, broken when he guided her into the motions. It was beginning to feel good again.
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"Ah...too...too good..." he groans, gritting his teeth as he feels that tight pressure coiling behind his balls.
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"I... I can't--!" she gasps, feeling that knot again getting ready to pop.
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