As they stepped past the exquisite wooden shoji door, the interior space revealed itself to be extremely luxurious and spacious. In the very center of the room, a large tatami mat was spread out, surrounded by neatly arranged warm blankets and mattresses, creating an intimate and completely isolated atmosphere from the outside.
Yukino, having just stepped inside, immediately turned around, gently lowering her graceful body just a fraction. This sudden movement caused her large, full breasts to bounce and sway right before Kirito’s eyes in a provocative manner. She covered her mouth with a chuckle, her eyes rolling flirtatiously as she teased:
"Young man... couldn’t stand the craving, so you quickly sought me out this early, didn’t you?"
Kirito curled his lips into a faint smile, casting his gaze in a circle around the sensual body of his partner before leisurely replying:
"Milady is mistaken, initially I truly only intended to drop by to greet my friend Kazaha. Who would have thought his wife would be this thorough and enthusiastic."
Yukino giggled softly, her soft tongue lightly licking across her moist, plump red lips, her gaze overflowing with lewdness and yearning:
"Is that so..."
She suddenly reached out, taking hold of the silk sash tied around her waist and gently pulling it loose. With just a few skilled motions, Yukino let both sides of her kimono lapels drop open, leaving the fabric wide open and practically exposing her bare, milk-white breasts completely before Kirito. Uniquely, the edges of the garment accidentally caught right against her erect, stiff nipples, leaving her pink, aroused areolas partially exposed in a provocative manner without yet falling all the way off.
That bold sight made the blood within Kirito boil. Though in actual age he was merely an eighteen-year-old youth lacking extensive bedchamber experience, with the soul of a reincarnated individual carrying thorough theoretical knowledge from his past life, he fully grasped every trick and felt no awkwardness whatsoever.
Quick as lightning, Kirito strode straight forward, wrapping both arms around Yukino’s waist and thighs to completely lift her soft body up into his arms, then strode directly toward the thick mat laid out in the middle of the room.
He gently laid Yukino down on her back upon the soft mat. The kimono slid entirely to both sides, fully exposing her flawless, snow-white body. The two lay facing one another, their gazes interlocking with fiery passion.
Yukino wrapped both arms around Kirito’s neck, yanking his body down close beside her, her coquettish voice whispering into his ear:
"Lately... I’ve felt so lonely and empty, Kirito..."
She gently stroked the youth’s hair, sighing with desire:
"I searched for a long time amidst this city, but could never find a guy who was simultaneously youthful, virile, good-looking, and matched my tastes like you..."
Kirito lowered his gaze to look at the woman lying supine beneath him, the corners of his lips curving upward into a smirk of complacency:
"Is that so? If that’s the case, then my appearance truly is a rare and hard-to-find gift."
Without wasting another second, Kirito plunged downward, pressing his lips against Yukino’s lips and officially initiating a passionate kiss.
The exact moment their lips touched, the two simultaneously parted their mouths. Kirito’s hot tongue and Yukino’s nimble tongue instantly twined together like two little snakes mating in a wild hunt. Both drowned in an ocean of pleasure, greedily sucking and swallowing every drop of each other’s saliva in a thoroughly lewd manner, letting their mouths overflow with an inescapable carnal sweetness.
Kirito reached out, decisively pulling wide both kimono lapels of Yukino’s outfit. The soft silk fabric slid down, revealing a masterpiece of creation completely before his eyes: a massive, snow-white, and engorged pair of breasts, complete with large, round, pink nipples standing proudly erect from stimulation, beckoning.
Though Kirito, in the vessel of a reincarnated eighteen-year-old youth, had only ever admired this beauty through screens in his modern world and had never truly touched a woman’s flesh, the primal instincts of a man surged forth powerfully. Before the oversized breasts laid bare right before him, he did not hesitate, burying his face straight between that soft cleavage. Yukino’s signature body scent—a blend of delicate jasmine and rich female skin—invaded his nasal cavity, making Kirito instantly addicted.
He opened his mouth, taking one of the pink nipples entirely into his mouth to suck forcefully. At the same time, Kirito’s left hand, unable to contain its excitement, grabbed hold of the remaining breast and roughly squeezed it. The excessive size caused the breast to spill over his fingertips, delivering an indescribably soft sensation.
Kirito’s tongue skillfully circled continuously around the textured areola before focusing on teasing directly at the center of the hardened nipple.
"~ Ahh... uhm... do you desire me that much?" Yukino moaned in broken intervals, her body arching up to welcome each wave of Kirito’s relentless assault, completely surrendering her body for the young youth to explore.
Kirito grew increasingly fervent, greedily sucking and nursing Yukino’s breasts, so greedily as if wishing to swallow those breasts entirely into his mouth.
After a spell of torturing her breasts, Kirito raised his head; his mouth and one of Yukino’s breasts were now wet and glistening with his saliva.
"You really are a true wild beast," Yukino stroked Kirito’s hair, giggling with satisfaction.
Kirito curled his lips into a wicked smirk, his gaze dropping down toward her naked lower body:
"Let me taste the main course, your pussy, and see how it is."
Saying that, Kirito gradually inched his body downward. His hands caressed and stroked along Yukino’s large, snow-white, and smooth thighs. Her legs spread wide to completely reveal her private zone.
Yukino’s pink vulva was by now swollen and slimy, completely wet from the fluids secreted by the extreme stimulation of the heated foreplay just prior.
Without hesitation, Kirito extended his tongue to lightly lick a streak from top to bottom, running along the cleft of the labia. The wet, soft sensation of the tongue sweeping past made Yukino shudder, feeling both ticklish and blissful.
"~ ahh..."
Kirito began shifting to suck. His mouth enclosed her sensitive clitoris, sucking gently yet decisively, causing Yukino’s body to convulse repeatedly across the mat.
Kirito’s nimble tongue did not merely linger on the outside, but skillfully slid deep inside the entrance of the vagina. The interior was exceedingly tight, hot, and slippery from mucus.
The moment Kirito’s tongue penetrated deeper, Yukino’s vaginal walls naturally and reflexively contracted forcefully, embracing his tongue entirely, squeezing it tightly without letting go to the rhythm of her panting breath.
Kirito was completely immersed in exploring this wonderful hot and cozy "cave." His tongue moved gracefully, scooping clean every single drop of sweet fluid coating the vaginal walls that pulsed continuously around his tongue.
"~ Ahghh.... uhm... Kirito... your tongue... is amazing... ahh... that’s right... just... just keep doing it... feels so good..." Yukino could no longer maintain her usual aristocratic demeanor, tossing her head backward, her hands gripping the mattress tightly while her mouth moaned incessantly, fully enjoying the pleasurable torture from the young youth’s tongue.