5 Times a Day

**Chapter 95**

“Ty-Tyler…”

She called my name in a tone that turned me on even more.

“D-don’t you think we’re rushing it a bit too much…?” She asked the question with an even more sensual tone, and the look in her eyes wasn’t to turn the men away from her, but only made them want to jump her even more.

“Rushing? Didn’t we have a proper date and heart-to-heart conversation?” I asked.

“Th-that’s true but… but still…!” She wanted to say something, but for some reason, she couldn’t. Perhaps I knew the reason. Or it was something else.

“Carol, you don’t want this?” So I asked just to be sure.

“I-It’s not that I don’t, but…” Once again, she spoke in a mosquito-like voice that didn’t help her case any better.

“Then what is it?” I calmly asked.

“I don’t know? It’s just that, isn’t it a bit too much, coming to a hotel on a first date?” Carol asked as if what was happening didn’t make any sense to her.

Well, it made proper sense to me because…

“This is all~~ because of you, Carol.” I pushed all of the blame on her. Not because I was washing my hands free of the blame game, but because all the fault rested entirely on her.

“Wh-why is it my fault?” She asked in a defensive tone, “We had dinner, watched a movie, and then just had a walk in the park.”

She continued to defend herself, trying to say she wasn’t at fault here, but my argument broke down all her arguments. “That was all fine until then, but do you remember what you said after that?”

“Wh-what did I say?” She asked.

“You said that you were tired but didn’t want to rest in the car but on a proper bed, but your house was too far for that, and you needed to lie down immediately.” I recounted the words she said with bright red ears, a light blush on her face, and an expression that made me rock hard.

And that was also the point the pink hue started to emit from her.

“And then you pointed at a hotel nearby, saying, and I quote, ‘It would make me feel much better if we went there.’ You were tempting me and digging your own grave. How did you think it was going to end?” I asked.

“...Umph…” Still silence except for a whimper that sounded like she wanted to say something, but wasn’t sure how to say it. But her whimper was not what she expected. Combined with her red face and her body that was stripped down to her underwear, to which, may I mention, she did not resist one bit, the way she whimpered only spelled disaster.

For her.

“Are you seducing me right now?” I asked straightforwardly.

“Hnnnmph…” She swallowed another whimper, pushing me to the edge of my self-control, and the final push came when she just bashfully looked away.

“That’s it. I’m done.” I simply said before I placed my hands on her knees and parted them to reveal her panty-covered pussy, “This is all on you now.”

Looking at her looking away in embarrassment and her face red, I could only have one thought…

‘She’s hella cute.’

And now, now was the time to dig in. But before that, shall I tell you what happened this afternoon with Aunt Elise?

“So if you manage to get a girl in bed,” she said, glossing over step four, which was complimenting a woman if I had a chance to go with her, what to say and what not to, she arrived at the most important part, “Do this exactly.”

So what I was about to do right now was what I had done with Aunt Elise in the afternoon. Step by step, exactly as she had taught me. Just the foreplay, though. We didn’t have sex, much to my disappointment.

But when I left her, she was writhing in heat, that was for sure.

“Now then…” I said and grabbed Carol’s right leg from her calf and brought it close to me.

“He-hey! What are you trying to…?! Kyaannn!!” “Do-don’t lick it!”

“Do-don—aann!!!”

“I told you not to--!!”

Aunt Elise had taken a shower to show me the right way, but I had to improvise given the situation and applied [Cleanse] to her feet before putting her toe in my mouth.

“Haaahhh!!”

“St-Stop it—ngh!!”

She yelped and tried to resist, but I didn’t let her go since her resistance was like she was pushing me even more to violate her.

“Hnnh?!”

“Nh…!”

Her moans sounded as if she were confused. Whether to be pleased by what I was doing or to resist.

In the end, the answer was obvious.

Don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t a feet guy. Asses were more of my thing, but a woman as a whole was not something I’d ignore as long as she was clean, and that was taken care of by [Cleanse].

But this was a necessary part, as said by Aunt Elise. She told me to work her up so much she wouldn’t be able to deny anything down the line. Foreplay of some sort to turn on your partner so much that they would feel like they were on cloud nine and would be too distracted to do anything about your moves.

Since we had plenty of time and no one to disturb us, I took my time and applied my homework to Carol.

Aunt Elise had simply told me to do one thing.

Enjoy her body.

“Hnngggh!!”

“S-stop...”

Her resistance was nowhere to be seen now, and even her protests were so weak her words sounded like mush.

“Haa…” I released the toe and looked at her, and then grabbed her other foot with my other hand and put it in my mouth.

“Ty-tyler…”

From the moans she was letting out, it was clear that she was getting worked up.

“I-it feels weird… Tyler…”

I smirked inwardly. Now I saw what the point was. I couldn’t really taste her toes or her skin, but her reactions were priceless. Too hot that I couldn’t help but keep going.

“N-no… I sa-said stoooouunnn~~!!!”

She said when I released her toe, but moaned out loud when I went for her ankles next. And then her calves, all the while she squirmed underneath me, trying to gather whatever little dignity she had left. It was strange. I was the one licking her feet, but she was the one feeling ashamed about it.

Finally, putting aside her weak protests that were nothing more than tempting allures, I arrived at her thighs. Her thighs, which were closed, soft and creamy to the touch, and so squishy that I couldn’t help but squeeze the back of them while licking the inner side with my tongue.

“Hnngg~~~”

Her thighs were so soft and lewd that I couldn’t help but want to smear my saliva all over them.

“Haa~ aahh~”

“Stop li-licking~~~”

Stop licking, huh? I guess that was the perfect time to apply that. Her protests were nothing more than her sweet moans, stripping her of the last bit of her dignity, trying to regain whatever of it was left.

But there was something I wanted to try.

“Once she’s worked up, try this. It backfires in some situations, but it helps you understand your partner better. But be careful, don’t take it too far, okay?”

Remembering Aunt Elise’s wise words, I heeded Carol’s pleas and stopped licking her altogether. I placed my hands on her knees and looked at her, “Should I really stop? Do you want me to stop and go away?”

She looked at me, her face still red, her tongue slightly hanging out as she took deep breaths, trying to calm her racing heart.

I was sweating profusely on my back, worried her reaction would be something that would end everything for me, but luckily, all she did was take a deep breath in and say, forgetting some of the pride she had left, and yell, “Fi-fine! You molester! You worked me all up and then pushed the blame on me!!!”

“Fine! Do whatever you want!!!”

What the hell was that? I was caught off guard, to be honest, by her loud voice, and I thought she was going to storm out of here, given the beginning of the sentence, but she didn’t do so one bit.

Contrary to my expectations, she gave me open permission to go ahead.

I didn’t know why a smile beamed on my face, as if I knew what her answer was going to be, and then words left my mouth that I had no idea I was about to say: “Okay. Understood.”

“You perver---hyaanngh!!!”

“Haaann!!”

“Aaahhn!!”

“Aaann~~~”

Without another word, I grabbed both of her legs, held them together to display her panty-covered pussy slit, her pussy lips outlined by the meaty buns, and then simply got to work.

“Hnnnhh!!!!???”"