Stealing Spree

Time quickly passed by in this bathroom. If I wasn’t wrong, ten minutes had already passed since Auntie Yayoi and I entered. And even now, we’re inside it, wet from head to toe.

We’re now standing beneath the running shower. In front of me was Auntie Yayoi with her back turned to me. My arms were wrapped around her navel while my chin rested on her shoulder. Thankfully, she’s only an inch taller than Shio, allowing me to do this

My erected shaft was still standing upright, pressed on her behind. But that’s not important anymore. Even though I could only see one side of her face, Auntie Yayoi’s frustration was more pronounced in this way. Nonetheless, the fact that she remained here with me was comforting.

As for the reason why she’s like that, it’s obvious.

Earlier, when she asked me if she was doing it wrong, she interpreted my silence as my being unsatisfied with her performance.

I tried explaining to her that the reason was my stubbornness. However, she’s not buying it. She thought I was only trying to be generous to not hurt her feelings.

How wrong could she be?

Well, I could’ve cleared that up by letting her continue and finishing in her mouth or all over her body but I decided against it. At least, until I properly conveyed to her what I decided; giving her the care that she deserves.

I asked her to take a shower with me and while she accepted it, she remained frustrated at not being able to help me find relief. And that put us back to this current situation.

Really, in regards to misunderstanding my intentions, these few minutes with her put her at the top of the list. But thinking about it, she’s not at fault at all, it’s all on me for not answering right away.

With our warm bodies so close together, the coldness brought by the shower was mostly nullified. And while it would be nice to prolong this, for us to understand each other better, I was still someone who only had a limited time. I had to leave soon regardless of the outcome.

“Auntie, could it be that you’re mad at me?” After thinking for a while, I started with that question.

That sounded like a husband trying to gauge his wife’s anger. But well, it actually fitted our current situation.

“I’m not. How can I be mad at you?” Auntie Yayoi replied right away. She turned her face a bit to the side to look at my face. Even with her face dripping with water, it’s still crimson red, accentuating her beauty.

“Well, you still looked frustrated to me. I explained it to you yet you think I’m just being generous.” As I repeated her words, Auntie Yayoi was about to open her mouth, possibly to assert it.

I put a finger on her lips, preventing her from doing so before continuing, “Auntie, since we’re past the point of going back to our normal relationship, let me tell you this…”

As I trailed my voice there, I noticed her gulping down. It’s as if she’s rather scared of what I’m about to say.

She’s still in her misconception about why I stopped her or why I didn’t answer her question earlier.

And so, I decided to clear it up before moving on. There’s no other way or we wouldn’t move forward.

“Can’t you feel me throbbing from your behind? My blood continued to surge down there because of how much I am attracted to you. I honestly enjoyed what you did a lot and if possible, I want to make love with you as well.” I said with all honesty while also pressing myself further to her, lodging it inside the crack in the middle of her butt.

Anyway, instead of saying ‘fuck’, I toned it down to that. That’s how I considered my sexual experiences with all of my girls, after all. Like I said before, it’s not just fucking to fulfill our carnal desires but making love as a way to strengthen our bond. For other people, it’s probably one and the same, especially for those who would engage in casual sex. But that’s it for me, or us. Every sexual intercourse is making love.

Judging from how her heartbeat suddenly raced as though hearing those words cast the gloom off her chest, I was successful in what I aimed to do. Auntie Yayoi finally decided to believe me.

And to confirm that, the woman turned around to face me while smiling beautifully. “If you’re saying that much, I have no choice but to believe you, am I right?”

However, her hand reached for my erection once again, grabbing it tightly and stroking it.

“Mhm… thank you for understanding me, Auntie.” While I let her do that for her satisfaction, I responded with a smile before reaching for the knob to turn off the shower. “Now let’s move to the tub, shall we?”

Auntie Yayoi didn’t reject that suggestion. While sticking close to me, she followed me there. The size of the tub was close to what we have at our house so, fitting us together was possible.

However, before we dipped inside together, Auntie Yayoi stripped off her undergarments. Earlier, I only partially saw her front but this time, her nakedness lay bare in front of my eyes.

She’s already filled with sex appeal even without stripping because of how wet it became but now… it’s even more appealing that I would probably lose myself.

Perhaps, understanding the state of my mind, Auntie Yayoi opened her arms, inviting me in. Unlike earlier when she was a little desperate to tempt, she’s now effortlessly doing that by flaunting her mature charms on me.

I gulped down my saliva, holding back the temptation to jump at her. However, I failed.

I gave in to it.

Once again delaying dipping inside the steaming tub, I walked right into her embrace as my hands, mouth, and tongue started exploring her whole body.

From the kiss to her lips, I slid down to her neck and eventually her naked breasts. I sucked on them like a little suckling desperate for milk.

On the other hand, Auntie Yayoi simply received everything I did. When I looked up at her, there was a hint of her motherly gaze in her eyes.

But that soon disappeared when my hands reached down to her sacred place. My fingers brought her back to the reality that I was more of a lover than a son to her.

For the next five minutes, Auntie Yayoi and I did everything we could without actually doing the deed. I even laid down on the floor and she mounted me on my face, doing that infamous position, tasting each other at the same time.

However, even though it once again built up the pleasure, I didn’t finish yet. And soon enough, we both managed to snap out of it. In a way, Auntie Yayoi also lost control there.

With our faces wrought with embarrassment, we jumped in the tub and took one corner for ourselves.

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Time passed again. Inside this relaxing tub, I got Auntie Yayoi firmly locked in my embrace.

However, upon realizing that I still haven’t cum after everything that we did, Auntie Yayoi's part of her frustration returned. And it was fully conveyed when she leaned back on me and rested her head on my shoulder.

While looking up, the woman pinched my cheeks as hard as she could. Then with narrowed eyes and puffed cheeks, she threw her questions at me, “Onoda-kun, are you still going to hold it in? Don’t you want relief? You also didn’t let me take you in when I tried… what are you thinking?”

Yep. She tried to do that a few times. When we’re so lost in each other.

In the end, it’s still outside even at this moment. However, Auntie Yayoi was holding it beneath the water, keeping it pressed on her while she moved her hips slowly, tempting me to make a move once again.

But with my head cleared up thanks to this relaxing dip, I was set on putting a conclusion to this episode for us.

“What am I thinking? Simple… I want Auntie to remember this moment.” Along with that answer, my lips found their way to hers again. This time, however, I conveyed to her what I wanted her to understand.

As Auntie Yayoi accepted it without second thoughts, her fingers on my cheek lost their strength and her hips remained steady. The kiss then deepened as my arms tightened around her navel.

Once our lips separated, I continued with a question, “Do you understand what I mean by that, Auntie?”

I already conveyed it to her. Everything within that kiss. And looking at her glittering eyes as though she reached enlightenment after meditating for a while, she understood everything.

She took a few seconds to organize it. And thankfully, she didn’t misunderstand my intentions.

“… Yes. To remember this moment without being drowned in temptation and lust.” Auntie Yayoi started slowly. But with each word that came out of her mouth, the frustration that she was feeling gradually disappeared.

By the end of it, Auntie Yayoi stared me in the eye before saying in a very affectionate tone that she hadn’t used before this, “…I like you, Onoda-kun.”

As soon as those words landed on my ears, a triumphant smile formed on my face, “Me too. I like you, Auntie.”

And following that reply, my arms tightened around her navel as I lifted her body, turning her around to face me. Following that, with the tip of my erection aimed at her sacred place, I slowly lowered her down to it, invading her tight hole that had no visitor for so long.

Because of how much I held it back earlier, it actually only took me three minutes to reach my limit. Likewise, Auntie Yayoi, with her head and chest cleared up as well as a new fire ignited inside it, she’s the same. Her insides squeezed me tightly, taking in everything that I saved from the last fifteen minutes of stimulation after stimulation.