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“You – you’re going to stop poking me in my side if I do this for you, right?” Cassandra asks, nervously shifting from side to side standing in front of Ryouta. Despite the fact that she is just wearing pants and a black sweater, nothing particularly erotic about her current fashion, what Ryouta has in mind for her is anything but innocent.

“Right,” Ryouta says, sitting on the edge of his bed.

“Promise?”

“I promise I won’t poke you in the side for a while.”

Cassandra, too embarrassed by the situation, accepts his promise without realizing the duration attached to it. “S-so, what – what am I supposed to do? I… it’s not like I know what to do, bastard.”

She isn’t the only one embarrassed. As excited about this as Ryouta is, he’s still embarrassed and unsure of how to go about this. He’s only ever seen this in hentai before and while he probably could have tried looking up real examples of it, that would require looking at porn of real women. The only three-dimensional women that he is interested in are his girlfriends. Plus, while he has no concerns regarding cluttering his browsing history with hentai and questionable fetishes, the thought of having real porn showing up just makes him feel dirty. Sure, he could use the private browsing mode or just delete the history afterward, but he’d still know that he dirtied his computer with such images!

“Uhh, I guess I should probably,” Ryouta pauses to unzip his pants, pull them down, and then pull his cock out.

Cassandra jumps from flustered surprise when she sees him already fully erect. “H-horny dog bastard,” she says with a turned head and arms crossed underneath her breasts.  She may be trying not to look directly at his cock, but she can’t resist letting her eyes take glances at it. Just as she isn’t the only one embarrassed by this situation, he isn’t the only one excited about it.

“Now just do what I asked you to,” he says.

Cassandra takes a step forward followed by a step back. With her thumbnail between her teeth being chewed on and eyes now staring directly at his cock as if analyzing it and coming up with a plan, she continues taking steps forward only to undo them and pace around. “Fine! Alright, fine! I’ll – I’ll do it,” she mumbles quietly.

It takes plenty of courage for Cassandra to walk forward, get onto her knees between Ryouta’s legs hanging off of his bed, and bring her chest up to his cock.

“You took your bra off, right?” Ryouta asks.

Cassandra grabs his hands and brings them to her chest. “What’s it feel like, bastard?” she asks as his hands curiously grope her.

“Feels like heaven,” he answers with a dumb smile on his face, his cock throbbing just from him groping her breasts through her sweater.

“I still don’t get how this is supposed to work,” she grumbles after swatting his hands away. “How am I… how am I supposed to get it between? Do I lift the sweater up or what?”

“Alright, let’s try this.” Ryouta grabs his cock by its base and leans it forward. “Just try to wrap them around it now. Should be easy as long as I’m holding it.”

Cassandra reaches up to grab the sides of her breasts and slowly leans in until the soft fabric of her sweater rubs against his leaking length. “You’re washing this for me,” she says, staring up at his eyes. Even having a face dyed red from embarrassment won’t stop her from making demands.

“I already told you I would when we first talked about this.” Ryouta pushes his cock forward now that her breasts are against it, sliding it right between them and getting surrounded by her sweater-covered breasts. Not only does he get to feel the softness of her sweater, but he gets the pleasurable sensation of her warm breasts being squeezed around his cock once she starts pushing them together.

“N-now what?” Cassandra asks.

Ryouta lets go of his cock and places his hands on the edge of the bed. “Just keep them pressed together so it doesn’t slip out and start sliding up and down.”

“Are you sure this won’t hurt? I – I mean, not that you don’t deserve to be hurt or anything like that.”

“Tsundere fanservice combined with sweater fanservice and a titfuck? You’re too perfect, Cass Cass.”

“Shut it! I’m not – I’m not giving you any fanservice! This is just… this is just so that you stop poking me!” She may sound upset but that doesn’t stop her from starting to slowly rise and lower herself. It doesn’t take long for her to feel his cock starting to slip out from between her breasts, and because deep down she wants to please him without him having to do any of the work, she thinks of a way to fix this problem. Her solution is to press her arms together against her breasts while reaching one hand underneath them to grip the base of his cock, keeping it steady as her free hand assists in holding her breasts together.

Seeing her struggle at keeping her breasts pushed together, holding his cock, and moving all at once, Ryouta helps her out by grabbing onto the sides of her breasts and pushing them together for her. “I’ll do this part. Besides, I love feeling this,” he tells her, his fingers playfully kneading the soft flesh of her breasts through her sweater.

“Sh-shut it and just cum already,” Cassandra says. Of course, no matter how reluctant and uninterested she may sound about this, he sees her eyes staring down at the glistening tip of his cock every time its head pokes up through the top of her cleavage. He also sees how she bites her lips and hears her occasionally let out soft moans.

If none of that is enough to tell that her words betray her true feelings, with his cock pushing against her sweater, the fabric is tightly hugged against her breasts and allowing him to see the outlines of her hardened nipples.

“H-how is it?” she asks.

“Even better than I thought it’d be,” he answers before letting out his first pleasured moan.

Sure, it would be great to get a bare titfuck from her, but both the sight and concept of her wearing a sweater while doing it adds so much to just how hot and pleasurable this is for him. There is also the fact that he can always just get a regular titfuck from her some other time.

He has lots of plans in mind for his dick and her breasts.

“Nnn, are – are you close yet?” Cassandra asks.

“I’m getting there,” Ryouta answers, his hips now instinctively thrusting up each time she lowers herself. His precum is already making a mess of the fabric between her breasts, and with how much of it has been leaking out, she can feel it herself from it seeping through the wool sweater.

Every moan, grunt, and throb of his cock causes Cassandra to arch her back some while letting out noises of her own. Even if she isn’t going to cum from this, just knowing that she is pleasuring the man she loves is enough to bring her immense pleasure and satisfaction. She would just never admit to such a thing.

Unfortunately for her, her expression, body language, and noises make it obvious to her lover.

“I’m close,” Ryouta moans.

Cassandra speeds up her pace while using her free hand to slip underneath her chest and his cock to find his sack. Neither of them was expecting her to do this, but with one hand gripping the base of his cock and her breasts smothering her, her free hand gently takes his sack into her palm to tease and roll his nuts around.

It’s an almost ticklish feeling to him. It is also enough.

“I’m gonna cum!” Ryouta warns her, thrusting his cock up between her tits before giving in to pleasure and giving her the cum that she has been waiting for.

Though, she was waiting for it between her breasts and on the sweater. Instead, thanks to him thrusting up so that the tip of his cock is above her breasts and her looking down at it, his thick seed shoots onto her face and does a great job of landing everywhere from her forehead to her neck.

Two long ropes of cum shoot out onto her before he lowers his hips, allowing the rest of his cum to dribble out between her breasts and onto her sweater.

Ryouta takes a few heavy breaths while smiling stupidly up at the ceiling. “That was awesome – you’re awesome,” he tells Cassandra. Then he looks down at her.

She looked aroused and excited before, but now she looks annoyed as she squints her eyes to make sure no cum gets in them while glaring at him. “Now I’m going to have to shower, you bastard,” she groans. She also licks at some of the cum that got onto her lips but then sticks her tongue out. “So bitter… you need to eat more pineapple.”

“How did you hear about that?” Ryouta asks. “I don’t even know if that actually works, but I’ve heard about it before.”

“I – it’s not like I was researching how to make cum taste better.”

“Sounds like you want an excuse to drink more cum. You can just ask to suck me off whenever you want, you know,” he teases, petting the top of her head and getting an annoyed growl in return. “I thought I was the wolf?”

“I’m killing you next time we’re in-game,” she says, huffing and pulling away from him. Now they both get to see the mess that he made all over her sweater, and both of them like it even if only one of them will admit it. “You’re washing this while I show—”

Ryouta manages to surprise her with a kiss on her lips as she was busy looking at the mess.

The sudden kiss is almost enough to make her squeak, but as much of a surprise as it may be, she puts no effort into breaking it off.

Ryouta pulls back a few seconds later and sticks out his own tongue. “You’re right, that’s gross – way too bitter. Pineapple is expensive… but I’ll see what I can do.”

“Bastard! I told you no more surprising me!”

“Hey, the deal was just no more poking you in the side and only for a while.”

“What do you mean only for a while?”

“I promised that I wouldn’t poke you in the side for a while.”

“You were supposed to promise that forever!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Ryouta says, putting on his best innocent smile.

Cassandra yanks off her cum-covered sweater, throws it at him, and covers her breasts with her arms while stomping into his bathroom. “I’m killing you until you reset.”

“Thank you for the service!” Ryouta shouts at her after she slams his bathroom door shut.

“You’re lucky I love you, you dog bastard!” she shouts back.