Stealing Spree

Starting from those few questions, Nami’s mother didn’t stop at that as she threw me more questions regarding what had transpired. Each time, I would answer her truthfully.

And with every answer I gave her, her expressionless face gradually showed relief.

Of course, she’s worried over her daughter. Perhaps afraid that Nami wouldn’t talk to her about the details of her first experience, she asked her questions to her partner, someone who wouldn’t dare lie in front of her.

Naturally, I steered clear from too explicit descriptions. Letting her know the gist of it was enough, we still had to reserve some privacy. This night would be something Nami and I would reminisce about in the future.

She’d look back and remember how she made me wear her own shirt and keep it when our bodies first connected. She’d remember how she bit my lips as soon as the tip of my cock tore through her last defense and reached the deepest it could burrow inside her. She’d remember how she tried to wiggle out of her way but in the end, it only made my cock grind into her while she’s still too sensitive.

All those details, I kept it for ourselves.

“Auntie, I know it’s still early to say this and you’ll probably think it’s just an empty talk but… this relationship I have with her right now is the one with the intention to marry. I love your daughter a lot.”

I know. This should normally be a bad time to declare it, with me carrying her bedsheet and all. However, since I’m already here, letting her know that we’re serious with each other is something that can somehow relieve her worries.

Surely, she’ll think that we’re still young to talk about seriousness. But if she looked into my eyes, she’ll see my conviction over that statement.

“Words alone aren’t enough to prove what you just said, Onoda-kun. However, so be it, I’ve silently given you my blessing and you’ve done the deed. There’s no more room for regret now. Nanami is a smart girl. She may be acting out of love for you but that doesn’t mean she’s drunk on it. She’s also a great judge of character. Given that she chose you over that indecisive boy, you earned that place beside her.”

Nami’s mother then sighed helplessly as she turned around and returned to the living room or specifically to the sofa where she’s lying down.

I earned it, huh?

I clearly stole her from the guy she’s infatuated with for years. I let her experience new things that Ogawa couldn’t show her because of his indecisiveness. No, it’s not just his indecisiveness. The two had apprehensions about their circle.

Since I wasn’t a part of it, there’s no apprehension on her part when I began with my plan to steal her. From holding her hand to hugging her and eventually kissing her, Nami fell for it because all of those were things Ogawa couldn’t do to her.

And by increasing the number of instances where we could be alone together, Nami eventually got comfortable with it.

Had I not made a move to steal her, I doubt we’d reach this point… I’m not Ogawa who has that protagonist halo that can make others infatuated with him just by being kind and handsome after all.

Well, enough about that. Nami’s love for me is real. That one wasn’t something I stole. It culminated. Although many would think it’s faster than normal, that’s just how it is.

After putting the bedsheet into the washing machine and starting it, I returned to the bathroom.

Before entering, I took off the clothes I was wearing and put them down on the basket where Nami’s clothes were placed.

As soon as I entered it, Nami, who was still sitting where I left her, brightened up.

However, upon seeing my naked body, especially the lower part, the girl instantly blushed, remembering what we did earlier.

Nonetheless, that didn’t stop me, I smiled and went to her side.

After enclosing her in my embrace, I captured her lips with mine for the nth time.

“Let me wash you up,” I whispered in her ears after releasing her lips. And without waiting for her response, I had already opened the shower, drenching us both with the warm water from it.

“Idiot Ruu. Is it normal to wonder if I’m just dreaming all of this? We did it… You entered me.” In a low voice, Nami asked. Her hand traced her navel and eventually reached that part of hers. She grimaced in slight pain upon touching it, however, soon afterward, her lips curved into a satisfied smile. “It’s real.”

“It’s normal. But it is real, Nami. And we’re not done yet.” I nibbled on her ear as I began to explore her body, directly using my hands to wash away the sweat we perspired earlier.

With Nami’s body still a bit sensitive and the fact that she’s showering with me, it didn’t take long for her body to shudder from the pleasure of my touches. After filling my hand with soap, I began to caress every part of her body, not missing any part of it from her toes up to her neck.

And I paid particular attention to her sacred place, with it still being sore, I gently rubbed the soap on its exterior while watching her expression.

“Hnngg… Ruu, w-what are you doing?”

Along with her sweet moan, Nami’s eyes fluttered as she sexily bit her lips.

“I told you, I’m going to wash you. Just stay still.”

As the soap continued to create bubbles the more I rubbed that part of hers, Nami’s involuntary moans continued to escape her mouth and along with it, her love juices began to leak out from that part.

Nonetheless, I continued in my endeavor. Only after feeling that my scalp was already about to be pulled out by her did I stop and focus on her other areas.

And while she’s being delirious at my touches, I turned on the shower again to wash away those soap, revealing to her magnificent and lust-inducing body.

Before I knew it, my cock that should’ve been spent gradually stood up.

And that didn’t escape Nami’s eyes. Feeling a little aggrieved that I somehow cut short the pleasure she was feeling, Nami turned off the shower and squeezed a soap on her hands.

Following my example, she began spreading it in my body, gently covering me with the same soap that she’s always using.

“Stand still, Ruu. It’s my turn.” Nami seductively whispered as she nibbled on my ear while her hand reached that part of me.

With her hands covered in soap, Nami stroked my standing pole all the while rubbing herself on me.

Before long, our lips met once more and our tongues fiercely tugged at each other.

When she finished spreading the soap on every part of my body, Nami turned on the shower to wash away the soap.

And while we’re at that, I slowly lifted one of her legs to give me access to her sacred place. With an intense and passionate kiss as a distraction, my revitalized shaft slipped inside her depths once more.

Since she already endured it earlier, Nami received it more smoothly.

Amidst the sound of splashing water droplets from the shower, a new slippery and sloppy sound gradually grew louder as my hips did its job, strongly trusting forward.