I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 184: Intercrural With Misuzu

Kouhei and Misuzu locked eyes for a long moment before leaning in once more, their lips meeting in a slow, deliberate kiss. The warmth of her breath brushed against his skin, sending an involuntary shiver down his spine. Her lips were soft, pliant, and as they pressed against his, a gentle heat pooled in his core.

Their hold on each other tightened instinctively, and soon, their tongues met, hesitantly at first, then with a newfound hunger. Wet, warm, and teasing, they explored one another's mouths. When they finally pulled away, a thin strand of saliva connected them, glistening in the dim light. But before it could break, they came together again, this time with an intensity that left them both breathless.

Kouhei's hands moved on their own, slipping beneath her negligee, his palm pressing against the softness of her breast through the lacy fabric of her bra. Misuzu flinched slightly, a sharp intake of breath betraying her surprise. Kouhei felt it immediately and pulled away.

"S-Sorry, Misuzu-san. I might have overstepped."

"N-No, it's fine," Misuzu reassured him, her voice tinged with nervous excitement. "It's just… I've never been touched like that before, so it felt strange." Then, her eyes flickered downward. "Also, I can feel you… down there."

"Huh?" Kouhei blinked in confusion before glancing down, only to realize his hardened length was pressing against her crotch.

Misuzu averted her gaze, a blush creeping up her cheeks. "I'm… glad that I can make you feel that way." She hesitated before continuing. "Um… I wouldn't mind if we went further, but I… I don't think I'd be able to make you feel as good as the others."

"I don't think that's true at all," Kouhei said, his voice firm. "No matter what, I know it would feel good with you, Misuzu-san. But… I understand why you'd feel this way. This is your first time, isn't it?"

Fear was natural, especially when one had witnessed what sex looked like firsthand. Misuzu had seen how things were between him, Yuuna, and the others. That must have only added to her nerves.

"I'm still confused about the idea of sex," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "That's why I'm scared I wouldn't know what to do. If you don't mind… I'd like to practice first. I'll ask Hina for advice so I can learn how to pleasure you when the time comes. A-Are you okay with that?"

"I am," Kouhei said, offering her a reassuring smile. "We don't have to rush. There's no need to push things when you're not completely comfortable yet."

A soft sigh of relief left Misuzu's lips. "I'm so glad… I'm really happy that I chose you." She gazed at him with a warmth that made his heart tighten. "I love you, Okumura-kun. No… I love you, Kouhei-kun."

Then, she suddenly tensed, her blush deepening as she glanced down again. His arousal was still pressing against her, and the sight alone made her throat dry. She had no such appendage herself, but just looking at it, she could tell it must have been unbearably uncomfortable.

"If you don't mind… would you like me to help you with that?"

"Help me…?" Kouhei echoed. Then, it clicked. His face heated up instantly. "Ah—no, it's fine! You don't have to. It'll probably… go away on its own."

That was a blatant lie, and he knew it. With Misuzu lying beside him in nothing but a sheer negligee, her body practically glowing under the dim light, it was impossible for him to calm down. His body craved relief, and unless he took care of it himself, it wasn't going away anytime soon.

"No." Misuzu shook her head. "I think… I'm the reason you're like this, so I should take responsibility."

Despite her resolve, she had no idea what to do. She wasn't ready for sex, not yet. But she had heard from Hina that there were ways to pleasure a man without penetration. Something called intercrural sex. If she simply placed his length between her thighs, it could provide relief without taking things too far.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she hesitated, then, with a deep breath, she finally whispered, "Let me help you."

She pulled his boxers down, and the moment they slipped off, his cock sprang free, standing tall and pulsing with heat. Misuzu's breath hitched as she felt the warmth radiating from it, her fingers hesitating just above its length before curiosity won over. Slowly, she reached out, her bare hands making contact, her fingertips tracing the hard yet velvety skin.

Kouhei shuddered at the sensation, a sharp tremor running down his spine. It was the most sensitive part of his body, and her delicate touch sent a shockwave of pleasure straight to his core. Yet, despite her inexperience, there was a certain tenderness in her movements—an almost reverent care, as if she were handling something sacred, something she didn't dare to break.

"Haa... haa... haa... haa... haa... haa..."

Misuzu's breaths came in shallow, erratic pants as she explored him with her hands, her palms gliding over his length with increasing confidence. Slowly, she adjusted her grip, straightening his cock, aligning it between her thighs before pressing them together. Even though her thighs remained tightly clenched, his cock still slipped between them, her soft, warm flesh yielding naturally to his hardness, enveloping him in a cocoon of sensation.

It wasn't the slick heat of a wet pussy, yet it was exquisite in its own right. The plushness of her thighs molded around him, creating a tight, warm pressure that sent a delicious shiver through his body. It felt like being trapped between something irresistibly soft, a friction that teased and tormented in equal measure.

"Does... this feel good, Kouhei-kun?" Misuzu asked, her voice low, husky with anticipation.

"It does..." he managed, his words laced with a barely restrained groan.

"Is that so? Then... move as much as you want. Let yourself feel even better." Her tone was teasing, laced with an almost playful seduction.

As she spoke, she shifted her hips, pressing and rolling them in a slow, hypnotic rhythm. The friction against his cock grew more intense, the pressure of her thighs squeezing around him, the tantalizing drag of her skin setting his nerves aflame. Each movement coaxed a sharper inhale, a deeper shudder, his body reacting instinctively to the overwhelming pleasure.

"Misuzu-san..."

"What is it, Kouhei-kun...?"

Their breaths intermingled, hot and heavy, as they locked eyes, drowning in the sheer intensity of the moment. The obscene wet sounds of his cock gliding between her thighs mixed with their ragged breathing, heightening the intimacy of their actions.

Kouhei's hands found their way to her backside, fingers sinking into the supple curve of her ass. He pulled her closer, grinding against her with increasing urgency, thrusting himself deeper between her thighs until the head of his cock peeked through on the other side.

"Mnn...!" Misuzu gasped, her body jolting at the unexpected force of his grip. But she didn't resist—if anything, she leaned into it, allowing him to move her as he pleased. The heat between them was unbearable, the thick tension pressing down on them like an invisible force.

Despite the lack of direct penetration, the precum dripping from Kouhei's cock had slickened the space between her thighs, making each thrust smoother, more effortless. With each roll of his hips, the pleasure deepened, the pressure against his cock sending electric jolts through his veins.

Then, as if led by instinct, his cock pressed against the point where her thighs met her body—her crotch.

The instant he felt it, a guttural groan escaped his lips. Even through the thin barrier of her panties, the heat and wetness were undeniable. She was drenched. The realization sent his arousal skyrocketing, his mind hazy with need.

"Ahhh... haa... mmm... hnnn..."

Misuzu shuddered, her body quivering as his cock ground against her most sensitive spot. The teasing friction sent waves of pleasure rolling through her, her thighs trembling from the sheer intensity of the sensations. Her mind blurred, melting beneath the pleasure that coiled deep in her belly, winding tighter with each passing second.

"Hnnn, aah... ahhnn~... hnnn... ah...!"

Kouhei's hips moved with a desperation that betrayed his restraint, his entire body screaming for release. He was beyond the point of control now, his instincts demanding more, demanding everything.

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Their breaths tangled, their gazes locked, their bodies attuned to every twitch, every pulse, every lingering touch. Misuzu's inner thighs had become so slick that each thrust was effortless, the glide so seamless that the pleasure bordered on maddening.

And then—

"Hnnnn...!"

Kouhei's grip tightened, his muscles locking as the pressure coiled unbearably tight in his core.

Misuzu felt it too. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, clutching him as if holding on for dear life.

And finally—

"Hnnnnnnn...!"

Kouhei came first, his cock twitching violently as thick spurts of cum painted Misuzu's porcelain legs, the warmth splattering across her soft skin in messy streaks.

At that very moment, Misuzu followed, her body arching as pleasure crashed over her, leaving her breathless and trembling in its wake.