“Yep, you’re getting there. Nice, just like that. Keep going, you can get farther in.”
“Nnngh...ahh!”
Somehow he managed to get all the way in. Sure enough, he started to cry as he panted.
I wonder how many virginities I’ve stolen. I don’t remember, but this guy is the only one who’s cried.
Do you like me that much? You dummy.
“You don’t have to cry at every little thing.”
“Y-Yes, ma’am.”
“You can let go of your stomach.”
“B-But—”
“I told you, it’s fine.”
According to the more experienced girls, once a guy is in, his stomach won’t get in the way.
The part about it not being heavy was true, and a pillow of flub covered the connection between us. It felt weird, all warm and jiggly.
“Do you know how to move?”
“Um...”
“You pull your hips out and then put them back. Don’t push against me, but pull away first, then come back.”
“Nn, ahh.”
“You don’t have to go fast. Women like it slow just fine. Actually, it’s even better to take your time than jerk us back and forth. Try rubbing on me in a way that feels good to you.”
It seemed more like his flub was moving than his cock.
My wide-open legs were completely hidden by his stomach.
So this is fatty sex. How novel.
But it was warm. Actually, I kind of liked it, maybe. The fact that it felt like being swallowed up in his meat cracked me up though.
Sex with Sumo wasn’t half bad.
“Hahh, hahh, hahh...”
“Does it feel good?”
“Y-Ye-ahh, ahh, yes.”
“Then take it a little slower. If you get tired you can take a rest. Enjoy me at your own pace.”
“U-Umm...”
“Hm?”
“Wh-What can I do to make you feel good, too, Miss Haru?” he asked, covered in sweat and with a distressed look on his face. Pretty cheeky for a virgin.
“It feels plenty good for me, too.”
You’re paying for this, so you don’t have to worry about that.
But that’s just the kind of guy Sumo is.
I breathed a little harder and moaned for him, “Ngh...”
I closed my eyes, bit my lip, and pretended to be getting off. “Nn, ahn, feels so good, Sumo. You’re really getting good at this.”
“M-M-Miss Haru! Nnnngh!”
“Ahn, Sumo, ahhhnn!”
I was over-acting a bit, but it really did feel good.
Sex with this clumsy body wrapped around me wasn’t too bad. He even started to seem cute.
“You can cum whenever you want. Anytime!”
“Hahh, hahh, Miss Haru!”
“Oh no, I don’t think I can hold back any longer!”
When I squeezed him, he made a ringside grunt, “Guhah!” and ejaculated.
He came so much I was like, Are you serious? It got all over my sheets. Then his eyes rolled back in his head and he flopped backwards. I was scared he would fall through the floor.
“Hey, if you’re going to sleep, sleep up here.”
“Uuugh...okay.”
He lay down on the bed, still catching his breath.
There was no room left for me to lie down, so I hopped up on his stomach.
“So how does it feel to not be a virgin anymore? Did you have fun?”
Sumo nodded happily. Seeing that look on your face makes me happy, too.
“What do you wanna do after this? You paid 300, so if you want to go again, we can.”
He had enough left for two or three more shots.
Before that I was definitely going to have him take a shower, but I would have been fine with letting him keep me all night.
Instead, though, Sumo said, “This was more than enough. I can’t handle any more.”
He was still breathing heavily. Being fat must be tough.
“Thank you. That was the best.”
If he was going to talk like that, even I had to blush. But really? Isn’t “the best” a bit overkill?
Sumo smiled, panting. All you did was have sex with a prostitute—don’t get so giddy. Geez, you’re so dumb.
“So, is there anything else you want me to do? Anything.”
If he wanted, I would have even spoiled him by resurrecting those horrible ears I’d sealed away—just this once.
For him, I figured I would do it.
But...
“Uh...well, then...” After turning away with embarrassment on the first try, he got a determined look on his face and said, “I-I want you to call me by my real name! It’s Jaysohlbroth—”
“Nah, Sumo’s fine, isn’t it?”
“Uh, o-okay...”
He didn’t seem to have any requests in particular, so I decided to play with his stomach pillow until the shop closed up.
What the heck, this is so fun!
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“Sorry!”
The next day, after hearing what had happened to me the night before, Shequraso came over to me looking ultra-apologetic.
“I’m sooo sorry. That rich jerk always has to show off in front of the guys. He’s not even like that in bed. I heard he spanked you. Must have hurt...”
“Nah, I was fine. You might be in more trouble, Shequraso. He was pretty pissed.”
“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that. My boyfriend’s a soldier, you know. Those rich guys can’t do a thing when it comes to the army.”
Is that how it works? I hope so...
“I’m really sorry. I’ll bring you a souvenir next time.”
Shequraso makes the cutest face when she laughs.
So she wants to keep going on weekend dates... That’s fine, I suppose, but...
“Okay, guess we should clean up around here.”
Well, eventually something good’ll happen to me, too.
Madam said she would give me time off, but I can’t make money if I’m not working, so I saved my vacation for another day and decided to work again today.
But then she was staring at my butt.
Just as I was thinking, Oh yeah, my lovely, freshly polished ass caught your eye? I’m a little freaked out if that’s what you’re into, but—she spoke.
“Haru.”
“Yes?”
“Starting tonight, you’re 80 rubers.”
I twirled the rag I was using around and curtsied. “Yes, ma’am!”