Mikoto’s skin was pleasant to the touch.
It was very smooth, partly because of the body soap on my hands.
I stroked her small back and felt her spine running down the center of her back with the palm of my hand.
Mikoto was stifling her voice as she looked down with her eyes closed.
When my hand caressed her side, she slightly twisted.
But that was the extent of her reaction.
Her crotch was tightly closed and her body was tense.
I stroked her body to loosen the tension.
Slowly, gently, and persistently.
“Nn…nyahh”
A voice like a tiny breath escapes from Mikoto.
From her thin armpit, I moved my hand to Mikoto’s belly.
She tensed up further, but only for a moment.
“Hey…it tickles.”
“Doesn’t it feel good?”
“Ahhnn….nnn, it feels good, but…nyaah”
I stroked Mikoto’s belly as if to wrap both hands around it.
A thin waist with little fat.
Stroking it, I was struck by the sensation of stimulating Mikoto directly.
“Ahhn…nn…my bellybutton, no…”
With the index finger of my right hand I teased Mikoto’s belly button.
My childhood friend’s shallow, waterlogged belly button.
It seemed to be nicely tucked in and smooth.
“Nyahhh…Koumei…somehow”
Mikoto looks up a little and stares at me through the mirror.
The steam rising from the bathtub dimmed the contours of her face.
“Somehow…”
Once again, Mikoto mumbled.
I removed my fingers from her belly button and moved my hand to Mikoto’s tiny breasts.
“What is it?”
“It makes me feel naughty.”
Blushing, Mikoto closed her eyes.
Closing her crotch even tighter, Mikoto hunched over a little.
It was as if she was enduring something.
With both hands, I touched Mikoto’s breasts.
Even so, I could still feel the fullness of my childhood friend’s breasts.
“Nyahh…Nnn…”
I touched Mikoto’s breasts as if to caress it.
The body soap foams up.
Her puffy nipples.
“Nnn….Koumei…..Nnn, nyahh..”
I caress not only her breasts, but also her armpits and arms.
Mikoto bit her lower lip as her whole body was touched by my hands.
“Hiyaaa…Nyahhnn….Nnnn”
“What do you want me to do?”
“Nyahnnn…Nnn….More….My breasts”
Mikoto begged me in a sweet voice.
I answered her request honestly.
I stopped both hands on her tiny breasts and rubbed them.
“Nnnnn….my boobs….my boobs….”
Mikoto slowly opened her legs while speaking.
My childhood friend who sits on a chair, having her breasts rubbed, opens her own legs.
“Are you wet?”
“I’m wett……Nyahhnn.”
“Do you want me to touch you?”
“Nnnnnn…..touch me…Koumeiii”
Spreading her legs further apart, Mikoto makes a mature voice.
Her body is tiny and her age is that of a high school girld.
However, Mikoto, who has already climbed the ladder to adulthood, spits out her sexual desires.
“Heyy….nyahhn….”
“Touch yourself.”
“Ehh!? Why? I like your fingers.”
“I’m too busy massaging your tits.”
While saying this, I rubbed her breasts even more.
Mikoto’s eyes blinked and her blushing cheeks intensified.
“Ahhhnnn, nyahhnn….I can’t stand it.”
“That’s why, touch yourself.”
Her voice grew louder and you could hear the lascivious echo in the bathhouse.
“Noo…I like Koumei’s, nyahhhn……but….”
I grabbed Mikoto’s nipples with my index finger and thumb.
“Nnnnyahhhnn…..can’t…..touch it.”
Mikoto finally began to touch her genital area with her own hand.
She thrusts her hips forward a little and stimulated her clitoris with her right hand, kneading it.
“Nyahhnnn, nyahhhh….Nnnn, nyahhhnn, it feels good, Koumei, Koumei, my nipples, moree”
Mikoto touches her clitoris with three fingers: her index, middle and ring.
The movement was familiar, and once she started touching it, she was no longer hesitant.
She desperately touches her own clitoris with her small, thin fingers, as if she is devouring the pleasure.
“Nyahh, nyahhn, nyahnnn”
Her voice echoed through the large bath.
I did as Mikoto told me and gave more stimulation to her nipples.
She sat up a little from the chair, and Mikoto touched her clitoris more.
“Ahhhhhhhnnnn, nyahhh….Nnnn….Koumeii, I love youuuuuuu”
When she stood up, Mikoto twitched twice.
She then lost her strength and shifted her weight toward me.
I hugged Mikoto from behind and slowly returned her to her chair.
“Fuuu…Nn…I just came….baka”
Mikoto said, breathing heavily.
“Mikoto…turn around.”
“Hm?”
And Mikoto turned her body towards me on the stool.
Because I was standing, Mikoto had my dick in front of her.
Mikoto frowned at that huge son of mine.
“Wh, what is it?”
“Wash me.”
Mikoto’s breathing was not in order because she just orgasmed.
Still, she took body soap in her hand and lathered it up.
“What do I do? Do I just wash it with my hands?”
“There’s still lather on your body…so use your body to wash me.”
“Eeeh? Stand up?”
Mikoto stood up from her chair while complaining.
Then, awkwardly, she moved closer to me and put her body close to mine.
