How to Ruin a Romantic Comedy

I am trash.

But I wasn’t so steeped in lust that I’d have sex for a second time with Miyuki’s parents and sister in the house.

If she asked me to fuck her like an animal right now, I could.

Miyuki seemed anxious, but I doubted she would refuse.

Still, I had to think about the aftermath.

It would be great if, by some cliché, Wataru, Midori, and Kana all decided to go out, but that wasn’t happening. I had to restrain myself.

That said, I had clearly lost my mind.

Here I was, in Miyuki’s own house, slowly guiding her to her climax, trying to draw out the lust hidden within her.

“Ah, hngh… this…”

With her knees pulled up tight and her legs clamped shut, ragged breaths escaped Miyuki’s lips.

She tried to bring her arm down, as if to pull out the fingers that had slipped inside her panties to rub her pussy.

But when I used my middle finger to gently scrape the soft, wet flesh that had already loosened up, her pelvis bucked and her hands clenched the bedsheets.

“Hah…!”

Miyuki let out a short, loud moan, then quickly covered her mouth.

She looked worried that someone might have heard.

I wondered if Kana was in the next room. I had to admit, I wanted to see her pressing her ear to the wall, masturbating to the sound of Miyuki’s lewd cries.

Sitting beside Miyuki, caressing her breasts and her crotch, I turned to her.

“…Matsu…da…kun…”

I smiled brightly at her as she called my name in a trembling voice.

“Yes?”

“N-no… Nngh…! Heut, hik…!”

A twitch, then another.

Every time my fingertip brushed against the wrinkled flesh inside, she gave an intense reaction.

Her panties were already soaked through.

She seemed to be on the verge of coming, so I stopped all movement.

“Haa… haaah…?”

Miyuki, who had been catching her breath with her chest heaving, let out a confused sound.

I grinned at her and asked softly.

“Why were you so bold?”

I was talking about how she had actively caressed my body earlier.

It wasn’t that I disliked it, or that I was saying this to establish a dominant-submissive dynamic.

I just wanted her to express her feelings without filter through this kind of conversation, to feel a thrill from it.

“…..”

“Hm? Why were you acting up?”

“…..”

“I asked why you were so bold.”

Tap.

Miyuki didn’t answer, just pouted. I gathered three fingers and lightly tapped her slick pussy.

“Hyuk… I-I’m allowed to, aren’t I…! You liked it too, Matsuda-kun…!”

Enduring the pleasure, a surprisingly articulate answer popped out of her mouth.

“Yeah, I did.”

“Then why… why are you teasing me…!”

“Is this teasing? You don’t like it?”

“W-well, that’s not it, but…”

“Should I stop? Is that what you want?”

At my blatantly leading question, Miyuki bit her lower lip.

She looked straight at me with watery eyes and said.

“Yes… stop…!”

Her tone was completely devoid of sincerity, her intentions obvious.

I snorted, amused by her attempt to play tug-of-war, and slid my hand deep beneath her pussy.

Then, I firmly pressed her perineum, now slick with the fluid that had trickled down.

“Haaah…! Ah, ah…!”

Her whole body trembled as if she were having a seizure.

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She must have felt incredible pleasure, because she squeezed her own breasts as her legs spread open like a frog’s.

“Stop?”

“Heok… heuk…”

She was practically sobbing now, completely desperate.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“N-nooo…!”

“So you want me to keep touching you?”

“Yes, yes…! Touch me…”

“Where?”

“Uuht…!”

She hesitated.

She was too embarrassed to say it directly.

Taking pity on her, I brought the tip of my middle finger to her perineum, the spot I had just touched.

“Here?”

“Hngh…! There…”

“You like it here?”

“O-other places, too… I like, I like it all…”

“You do? Good girl.”

I spoke gently, as if praising a puppy that had obeyed its master, and looked down at her for a moment.

“…Ngh, mm… I don’t know…”

Miyuki mumbled something incomprehensible, avoiding my gaze.

She looked like she didn’t even know what she was saying.

“Arms up.”

“Unn…”

Seeing her obediently follow my command, I was tempted to just slip inside her a little.

The bed cover was already a bit damp with her juices… should I just do it?

I barely fought off the sweet temptation of my cock’s command. Keeping one hand on her pussy, I pulled off Miyuki’s T-shirt and placed it under her hips.

Then, I unhooked her plain, band-style bra.

Her breasts, beautifully shaped as always, bounced once.

Even the line that supported their shape was perfect.

“Idiot… don’t look… I said don’t look…!”

She shook her head in embarrassment, pulling the blanket up to cover her chest.

I silently watched her struggle, then licked my lips and leaned down.

Miyuki’s neck froze. She began to pant, then stuck her tongue out.

Tap.

The tips of our tongues touched lightly, twitching faintly.

“Huu… hu…”

Letting out a coquettish nasal sound, Miyuki clumsily controlled her tongue and began to scratch at my arm.

Her already red cheeks flushed even deeper when I started caressing her pussy again. She must have felt an incredibly ticklish pleasure from below, because she slowly began to lift her hips.

Seizing the opportunity, I quickly moved my hand to her waist.

In one motion, I pulled off her shorts and panties and moved between her spread legs.

“Ah…!”

Startled by the suddenness of it all, Miyuki grabbed a pillow and covered her face.

“Uwaaaah…”

Her mouth was open in a troubled expression.

She seemed incredibly embarrassed to be naked in broad daylight, a feeling that was transferring to me.

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For some reason, I felt like I could see the expression on her face behind the pillow.

I briefly examined Miyuki’s straight, clean slit, then looked at the color of the fluid she’d secreted.

It wasn’t transparent, but slightly cloudy.

It could almost be considered a low-viscosity mucus.

If I put it in now, it would slide in smoothly… It was so hard to resist the temptation.

Just a little… let’s just do it a little. And finish quickly.

Wataru, Midori, and Kana think we’re studying.

If I just make her come and then leave, I’ll be too frustrated to sleep tonight.

In the end, I surrendered to the rule of my cock and called her name.

“Miyuki.”

“Whaat…”

“I can’t hold back.”

At those words, Miyuki lifted the pillow slightly and looked up at me.

Her eyes, shining brightly in the dark shadow, held a look of consent.

Seeing her reaction, I immediately pulled down my pants and took out my cock, which was painfully hard, as if about to burst.

Miyuki squirmed and urged me in a tiny voice.

“Y-you have to be quiet… really quiet…”

You just have to hold back your moans.

“I know. I’m putting it in, okay?”

“…Yeah… put it in gently… so it doesn’t hurt… I feel good right now… slowly…”

She was probably saying that because she genuinely didn’t want it to hurt and because she really was feeling good, but to me, it sounded incredibly lewd.

This obscene position, combined with such arousing words, was driving me crazy.

“So damn lewd… it’s pissing me off.”

As I muttered with a growl, Miyuki pressed her legs firmly against my waist.

“Why are you annoyed…! Don’t be annoyed…!”

“Sorry. I misspoke.”

“Okay… hurry and put it in… I won’t look…”

Can’t you just be quiet?

You keep talking like that, and my body’s getting so hot I feel like I’m going to cum the moment I’m inside.

Calming my racing heart, I brought my cock to Miyuki’s wet, soft pussy and…

Squeeeelch…

…pushed it in.

“Eeeek…!”

Miyuki let out a small but high-pitched cry, her hips undulating.

Her thoroughly loosened insides accepted my cock with a deep suck.

I could feel her hot vaginal walls tightening around the entire shaft, starting from the head.

It felt so much better than the first time.

Feeling the immense pleasure burn through my mind, I straightened my back and let out an involuntary sigh.

“Heok…!”

It was a reaction I’d never shown before.

In response, Miyuki tensed her whole body to receive me and lowered the pillow to her chest.

“…..”

Her hazy eyes were studying me.

They were filled with curiosity, as if she wanted to know just how much I was feeling.

And she was pleased. Pleased with me for feeling it so intensely.

Taking a long breath to compose myself, I met Miyuki’s eyes and began to thrust.

“…Ngh…!”

Each time my long cock pulled out and then slid back in, she furrowed her brow and squirmed.

Her mouth was slightly open, her tongue peeking out. It seemed that along with the pain, she was feeling a great deal of pleasure.

Her reaction was more demure than the first time, but she was far more seductive.

Maybe it was because of her eyes, which still hadn’t left mine.

Looking straight into Miyuki’s somehow bewitching eyes, I continued to thrust slowly.

“Hnng… ngh, uun… Matsuda-kun, does it feel good…?”

Miyuki asked, letting out intermittent moans and tightening around my cock.

I answered obediently as I continued to thrust in silence.

“…It does.”

“Do you like me…?”

“I do.”

“Hee… uunght…! I like you too… Ken-kun.”

I wish she’d just stick to one name…

Being called by my first name only at crucial moments like this was driving me even crazier, making my head spin.

Was she doing this just to turn me on more?

If so, I’d have to set aside a day to properly punish her.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Miyuki’s wanton laughter turned into flirtatious moans, and her juices began to flow freely from her pussy, soaking the point of our connection…

Just as our bodies became slick with sweat…

Twitch.

My cock, which had been swollen for a while now, sent a signal.

It was screaming at me to release my semen at once. I desperately held back the urge and kept fucking her.

“Hnng… Ken… you have to do it outside… not on the blanket… here…”

Miyuki, having read my expression, placed a finger on her own abdomen, pointing to where I should cum. I couldn’t hold it in any longer and pulled out.

Schlick-!

“Haaang…!”

Miyuki let out a cry loud enough for anyone outside the door to hear.

I aimed my cock at the spot she had pointed to and relaxed my whole body, opening the floodgates I had been desperately holding back.

Simultaneously, with a spurting sensation, a whitish fluid shot out in a straight line.

It flew past Miyuki’s chest and…

“Oh…!”

…splashed the left corner of her mouth, then trickled down her delicate jawline and neck, leaving a trail on the bed cover.

“Ah… this…”

Blinking in surprise, she wiped the semen from her mouth with her hand.

Then she brought her hand to her eyes. With a look of intense curiosity, she began to gently rub the sticky fluid on her index and middle fingers with her thumb.

“…..”

She stared at it in wonder, like a child seeing something for the first time. Then, for whatever reason, she stuck out her tongue and lightly touched the semen on her index finger.

“Eek…”

She scrunched up her face and muttered.

Does this girl have a talent for driving people crazy?

Or is she just naturally lewd?

I had just come, but I was already getting hard again.

I stared blankly at Miyuki for a moment before the thought of cleaning up snapped me back to my senses, and I started looking for a tissue.