Chapter 94 - Spanking the Miyuki (R-18)
Author"s Note: This is a 3-parter.
Miyuki"s soft m.o.a.ns and alluring scent warmed up the atmosphere in the room, and also in Ben"s pants… "Even though we"re not camping, you can"t blame me for pitching a tent…"
As a fan of outdoor survival shows, he knew setting up shelter was the first step in enduring the wild... "Those film crews must have a ton of masturbation footage…"
"Speaking of which…" Ben glanced down at Miyuki"s panties and his hard d.i.c.k trying to burst out of his jeans, now rubbing against her leg, as if it smelled its prey nearby…
"No, it"s not time yet…" He refocused on his hand squeezing her supple b.r.e.a.s.ts…
"Annn~" She was also enjoying it.
As Ben made out with her, his hand on her chest slipped over her bra…now making direct contact to her juicy t.i.t…
He glanced down at her b.r.e.a.s.ts. They were beautiful, elegant, white like milk...
He pressed, and played, gripping her red cherry n.i.p.p.l.e between his fingers…
"Huuu~" Miyuki m.o.a.ned.
Then, exiting from a kiss, Ben"s tongue moved down her chin…her neck…her collarbone…and finally her t.i.t…licking around her n.i.p.p.l.e…making her feel his fiery breath on every inch of her bosom…
"Yes…" she whispered.
With her vanilla smell lingering in his nostrils, Ben did the same to her other b.r.e.a.s.t, sucking them into submission…
Then, with one hand occupying them, his other did a deep dive…down her navel…to her sacred place…
When he touched the hem of her underwear…Miyuki"s hand made its reappearance…the guardian at the gate…but Ben already knew how to slay this beast…
One step back…two steps forward…
One step back…two steps forward…
Soon, Ben was rubbing her p.u.s.s.y over her panties…and she was squirming underneath him...
"Hngg~"
He ma.s.saged it in circles until her wet juices dripped through the fabric of her underwear…moistening his fingertips…
That"s when his fingers moved in for the kill…
Lifting her underwear to the side with a pinch, his fingers made direct contact with her p.u.s.s.y…feeling its squis.h.i.+ness and tenderness…and he started to rub…
Miyuki was panting hard…
When her nether region was nice and ready, Ben"s middle finger slipped into her wet slit…
"Ahhnnn~" She gripped onto his back, her nails making indentations in his flesh...
Ben"s finger stroked the tight, soft, slippery texture of Miyuki"s inner walls...and he began to finger her…in…and out… As he continued, she became wetter and wetter...her juices starting to flow down his palm...
Although Ben was doing this, he wouldn"t bring out Hydro Pump now, not yet, not after what happened with Annabelle. Though there was also another reason.; Beluga advised him it was risky to make a girl c.u.m with his fingers too early, because once she became satisfied, she might choose to leave. Although it didn"t happen often, and it was more during one night stands, there was too much at stake now. So Ben planned to save his fingering technique for later…
Yet, before he could do anything else, Miyuki interrupted him. "W-wait…Benjamin-san…"
Ben glanced at her and stopped for a moment. When he did, she grabbed his hand, and removed it from inside of her...
His face turned pale. "No no no! F.u.c.k!" Ben interpreted this as a terrible sign...
He believed Miyuki was about to leave because he was moving too fast. The biggest reason he thought so was that her arousal level hadn"t gone up yet despite going this far…suggesting that she wasn"t ready.
"If she leaves…I die…" Ben"s heartbeat sped up like a race car as he imagined his certain approaching execution…
However, something unexpected happened next, shattering his nightmarish daydream: she flipped over on the bed...and lied on her belly…
"What"s this?" his brows raised.
Miyuki looked into his eyes, hiked up her dress, and with a blush, she said, "Benjamin-san…please spank me…"
…
"Nani?" Ben stared at her, unsure if he heard right. "Could you repeat that?"
"Please…spank me…with your hand…" Holding her dress up for him, she stuck out her b.u.t.t a little into the air as her head posted on the bed...
Watching this scene, Ben swallowed and his eyes brightened. As he was about to respond with enthusiasm, he stopped himself. "d.a.m.n, I almost did Lil Jon again…"
He cleared his throat. "Sure thing." Gazing at her two round lumps separated by her white and pink underwear, Ben"s fingers itched… First, he put his hand on them…and rubbed…appreciating the sensation of her perfect clear white skin on his palm…exploring them…polis.h.i.+ng them…
Her behind was soft...and a little cold...but he would change that soon...
When he caressed her, he felt Miyuki get goose-b.u.mps as the tiny pores on her b.u.t.t stood up at his touch…
Then, he squeezed…enjoying the suppleness of her a.s.scheeks…giving him resistance every time he pinched them… His d.i.c.k couldn"t help getting harder as he imagined putting it between them…
Last of all…he elevated his hand...and brought it down.
*Spank*
"Ay…" Miyuki left out a light whimper.
"Are you o—"
"More!" she cut him off.
...
Ben pulled his hand back…and brought it down again.
*Spank*
"Mnn~" This time Miyuki"s sound was an obvious cry of pleasure rather than pain...
*Spank* *Spank*
"Harder~" she m.o.a.ned.
He put more force into it!
*Spank* *Spank*
"Hai!" Every time he hit her, her backside recoiled away from him…but the euphoric look on her face, and her tendency to bring it right back into position for him, made it clear she was loving this.
[Target"s current arousal level: h.o.r.n.y(+1)]
"Finally, it rose." Ben was wondering what it would take.
"Please, don"t stop…" Miyuki said with a weak expression, her mouth hanging open...
*Spank* *Spank*
"Hai! Benjamin-san~"
Her cries became louder with every contact…her body"s squirms more desperate…and her returns into position—more eager…
…
After a few more minutes of spanking her a.s.s, it was now red…with Ben"s palm outlined in red on each of her pale b.u.t.tcheeks…
[Target"s current arousal level: l.u.s.tful(+1)]
Miyuki was gasping for breath…her tongue hanging out of her mouth…and a facial expression of both pain and ecstasy…
As Ben was going to ease back for a minute to give her time to regroup, she stopped him…with her hand…on his c.o.c.k…
"Benjamin-san…give it to me…please…" She started to rub it over his pants…
Ben"s b.o.n.e.r became harder than a rock, and he gave her a rea.s.suring nod. How could he disappoint her? If nothing else...he was a giver, a philanthropist, and the soon to be crowned sausage king of Chicago...
"Since she grabbed the steering wheel...it"s time to take a ride down sausage street…"