Night had fallen completely.
The pale moonlight filtered through the slit in the curtains, drawing a silver line across the wooden floor.
In the privacy of his room, Jin opened the closet and started undressing.
He pulled off his pants and boxers in one tug, getting completely naked.
His plan was simple: put on his pajamas directly.
Since he had already showered at Natsuha's house, he planned to just wash his face and brush his teeth and go to sleep.
But…
Click
"Little Jin~, you left your backpack lying in the living room, oh~...."
Mira's cloying voice broke the silence at the same time the door swung wide open, without warning or knocking.
"..."
But she froze in the doorway, holding the backpack while her seductive blue eyes locked directly onto the scene.
"Fuck! MIRA!"
Panicking, Jin quickly grabbed the shirt he had just thrown on the floor and put it in front of his crotch.
But it was too late.
His athletic body, and above all, what was hanging between his legs, had been exposed in plain sight for several seconds.
"Ara~..."
After a moment of surprise, Mira started walking like it was nothing, left the backpack on the desk, and turned toward him.
Bringing her delicate fingers to her lips, a glint of lust lit up her blue eyes, while she lowered her gaze shamelessly toward the shirt Jin was using to cover himself, as if she had X-rays.
"What are you trying to hide at this point? When you were little you spent all day begging me to bathe together~..."
'That was before!'
Jin chuckled.
"Yeah... did you need something else?"
Shaking her head, she smiled, without leaving.
"No, nothing else. But... what are you doing undressing in here? If you were going to shower, why didn't you go undress in the bathroom like always?"
"No, I—..."
Jin froze.
Shit... The truth almost slipped out, luckily he was quick.
Saying he showered at a girl's house implied an intimacy that would unleash an interrogation he wouldn't make it out of alive.
"Haha, well... the thing is..." improvising on the fly, he tried to sound casual. "I was just about to head over there. I like feeling the air a bit before getting in the water, you know."
".... I see~"
Mira's eyes narrowed slightly, as if she had caught a strange scent or detected the lie.
She grabbed the doorknob and, before leaving, looked at him over her shoulder, making her long golden hair move with elegance.
"Then make sure you wash yourself well, little Jin."
Click
The door closed.
"Sigh..."
Letting out the air he had been holding, Jin dropped onto the bed, ceasing to cover himself.
"Dammit... I guess I'll have to shower again."
Meanwhile, on the other side of the door...
Leaning against the hallway wall, Mira pressed a hand against her cheek, feeling her skin burn.
The image of what she had just seen was burned into her retinas.
"Impressive..." she murmured, her breathing a little ragged. "I'll have to stop calling him little Jin~"
...
Back in the bathroom, Jin ran the tap until the tub was full. He tested the temperature with his foot and, satisfied, stepped into the scalding water.
"Ahhh..."
Submerging himself up to his neck, he sighed, resting the back of his head on the cold edge of the tub with his eyes closed.
Dense steam filled the bathroom, creating a cozy and relaxing atmosphere.
This was exactly what he needed.
Not just to soothe his muscles, but to clear his mind.
But the peace didn't last long.
Click
He'd barely been soaking for a couple of minutes when he heard the unmistakable sound of the doorknob turning.
He cracked one eye open.
"Who is it?"
No one answered.
The door opened slowly and a silhouette stepped through the curtain of steam, walking in as if it were perfectly normal.
Straightening up, Jin turned his head.
But upon seeing who it was, his eyes went wide, incredulous.
"MIRA?!"
Yes, it was her.
The owner of the house had just barged into his bathroom without asking for permission. But what made his throat go dry instantly wasn't the intrusion, but her outfit.
She was wearing only a white silk bathrobe and that was a direct attack on his sanity.
The fabric was so fine it looked liquid, clinging to her mature body.
The knot was barely holding on, giving way to her milky skin. Her cleavage gaped open lewdly, unable to contain the massive whiteness of her breasts, which pressed together creating an abyss of soft, deep flesh.
She wasn't wearing a bra, he could tell by the way the fabric pulled tight and outlined her nipples.
And down below it was even worse.
Maybe because it was hot, or maybe because she was provoking him on purpose, the length of the robe was criminal.
The fabric ended so high it barely managed to veil the shadow of her pussy, dangerously grazing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs and leaving her bare legs totally at the mercy of his gaze.
Feeling a tingle in his cock, Jin had to suck air through his teeth to keep from moaning.
He jerked his face toward the wall, trying to hide that his dick was reacting violently under the water.
"What are you doing?"
He was fucked.
This woman's attractiveness was simply too much.
Being the woman who raised him, he didn't really want to do anything to her. But offering herself like this... made his brain want to send the little morality he had left to hell and do something crazy.
"Fufu~…"
Looking at such a nervous Jin, Mira covered her mouth giggling.
It amused her to see him like this.
She walked slowly toward the edge of the tub, swaying her hips with a hypnotic rhythm, and stopped right behind him.
"Poor thing..." she purred, "I've come to take care of you, Jin. I've come to bathe you and help you... relieve all that tension.
"Exams are just around the corner and I know how the body of a young, vigorous boy like yours works~. You surely have your pipes full of pent-up stress. If you don't unload that... it'll go to your head and you'll get sick. It's bad for your health to hold so much back, you know?"
"That's not necessary, Mira. Really. I'm not that stressed, I'm fine," he tried to turn her down, though his voice was unconvincing.
"Don't be stubborn. Small problems need to be dealt with before they get big. Besides, I saw those dark circles you had this morning."
Suddenly, Mira's expression changed.
Lowering her gaze, she pouted.
"Or could it be... you don't like me anymore? Do I disgust you now?"
Letting out a dramatic sigh, she continued with wounded puppy eyes.
"Wuuu..." she whimpered with a pained voice, "My little baby has grown so much he doesn't want his mommy to pamper him anymore..."
What else could he say?
"... fine, you win." said Jin, "surrendering", "Who am I to say you're wrong? You're right. I have too much pent-up stress... I need you to help me get it all out."
He closed his eyes for a second, mentally preparing himself.
Leaning forward, he rested his hands on his knees, leaving his entire muscular back totally exposed to her.
"I'm always right~..."
He heard suddenly behind him, Mira having already recovered from her whimpering, letting him feel her hot whisper against his ear.
Sshhh…
Followed by the unmistakable sound of fabric sliding over skin.
"Gulp..."
Swallowing hard, Jin didn't need to see to know what had just happened: Mira was completely naked!
"So, let's start..." she whispered, grazing his earlobe with her wet lips. "The first step... is soaping up your back~"
Splotch... Splotch!
The sound of the gel falling heavily broke the silence.
Then, the auditory show began.
Schlick... Schhhlopp…
It wasn't the sound of hands rubbing together. It was an obscene, dense, and slippery squelching.
Jin heard clearly how she massaged herself hard, spreading the soap over her own body, preparing her "tools".
"Mmmh~..."
Mira's vibrating moan was the only warning. The edge of the tub creaked under her weight and, before Jin could prepare himself...
Splaff!
The air got caught in his throat upon feeling the impact.
It wasn't hands.
Two mounds of burning, jiggly flesh crashed against his back, flattening out with delicious pressure.
He felt how her naked breasts spread against his skin, slippery from the foam, enveloping him in a suffocating embrace of heat and lust.
With the gel acting as the perfect lubricant, Mira started moving from behind, sliding her tits up and down and in circles against his tense muscles.
The sensation was overwhelming.
The texture of her breasts contrasted with the hardness of her erect nipples, dragging along Jin's skin as if they were fingers, tracing lines of fire all over his back.
"Now for the front~..."
Without stopping crushing her breasts against his back, Mira slid her arms forward, wrapping around him like a constrictor snake claiming its prey.
Her hands, soaked in thick foam, slid down from his shoulders with torturous slowness, tracing every inch of his steel pecs.
Her fingers were cool, but Jin's skin burned like a stove under her touch.
Mira's nails grazed his nipples with malice, hardening them instantly, then descended dragging that slippery mixture down his ripped abs, going lower... and lower...
Jin held his breath, feeling how those small hands descended inexorably toward the surface of the water.
Her fingers dipped into the water, making the soap on her hands dissolve a little, turning into a perfect, watery lubricant.
Without shy groping or hesitation, Mira knew exactly what she was looking for.
Her hands closed around his cock under the water.
!
"Mmm..."
Jin let out a hoarse moan, bucking his hips involuntarily.
Even Mira, an experienced woman who had just seen him naked a few minutes ago, opened her eyes in surprise feeling the reality in her palm.
It was monstrous.
She knew he had grown, but holding it in her hands was a different story.
Her hands were useless. She tried to touch her fingers together, but the tips didn't even meet around that absurd girth.
This wasn't a normal teenager's dick, it was a veiny, throbbing beam of meat that seemed to have no end.
"So big~♥️..." she murmured, squeezing and feeling it throb furiously under her touch. "Little Jin's reaction is very honest, isn't it~? Although... there's absolutely nothing 'little' left about you."
Jin tried to say something, but the sensation of her hand squeezing him stole his voice.
"Ara~ relax..."
Stopping rubbing his back, Mira straightened up a bit and grabbing him by the shoulders, pulled him back hard.
"Come with me~"
Defeated by pleasure (Goggins would be sad), Jin's resistance shattered.
He fell back, letting his back collapse against Mira's naked, soapy torso, and the world turned dark and soft at the same time.
Mira seized his head with both hands and buried it violently between her breasts, suffocating him in her mature scent.
Blind, wrapped in heat, and with his lips grazing that soft flesh, Jin lost his mind.
He opened his mouth in desperation, searching like a hungry animal until he hunted down one of her hardened nipples. He caught it between his lips and sucked hard, running his tongue over the rigid tip and tasting it with a stifled moan.
"Mmmh~... were you still hungry?...♥️!"
Mira moaned, feeling a jolt of pleasure when his tongue worked on her chest, but she moved her hands down again.
Underwater, her right hand resumed the task with ruthless precision.
Due to the monstrous size of the erection, a single hand wasn't enough, she had to use both, wrapping the shaft completely in a tunnel of soft flesh and slippery foam.
Her grip was firm, knowing that with a beast of that caliber she needed strong pressure.
And she started pumping it without mercy.
Her hands went up and down at a frenetic pace, creating a delicious vacuum with every movement.
But the real finishing blow was at the tip: every time she reached the glans, Mira twisted her wrists in a perverse turn, rubbing the sensitive crown with a friction that sent electric currents straight to his spine.
It was a master technique, designed to wring out his soul and extract every last drop of milk.
While feeling Jin get stiffer and stiffer and suck on her with animal hunger, Mira closed her eyes.
A smile of pleasure curved her lips as she enjoyed the power of having that throbbing girth under her dominion.
'Sorry, Yuna-chan, Nina-chan... but someone has to sacrifice themselves,' she thought with guilt, feeling the cock swell even more, about to explode.
'I'm just doing them a favor... taking care of our boy's excess energy. And boy is he loaded.'
…
"Oof..."
Sighing heavily, Jin sank into the mattress.
Staring at the ceiling in the dark, feeling his body truly relaxed but his mind still buzzing.
Miwa... Natsuha... and to top off the night, Mira.
It had been a marathon day.
Three women, three extreme situations in less than twenty-four hours.
Shaking his head hard, he forced himself out of that loop of thoughts.
He couldn't afford the luxury of going soft or losing focus now.
He looked at the clock. He still had several hours left before dawn.
Sleeping would be the easy thing, but rest was for the weak. His mind was clear and his body strangely revitalized after Mira's "help."
"It would be a waste to use this night just for sleeping..." he murmured crossing his legs on the bed and adopting an upright posture. "It's the perfect time to meditate and get stronger."
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