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This fic is half my imagination (part one) and this picture (part 2):
Yep, it’s a silly Tomoya picture.
But my imagination is always working and tomoni-chan is always willing to help xD
I had to search a gravure idol who could more or less adjust to what I had in mind.
So here she is: Ai Shinozaki ♥
Those pictures represents part one and two of the fic.
You’ll see, just read below…
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The ability of not blinking because of the camera flashes is something you accomplish through time, as the skill of not dying from cold in that half empty set. The photographer’s voice guides me through the session; not that I need it tho. I’ve made so many I know how and where I have to look so the result would be this mixture of sexy and innocent that Japanese men seem to love. In fact, the photographer keeps repeating, “Yeah, yeah, like that Shinozaki san!” and my manager is just sitting there playing with his phone. I hear voices approaching the set, but I don’t move my eyes away from the camera. I’m looking at the floor, letting the little, white, silk, thin clothes slide over my shoulders. I hear a soft gasp. I hear my manager whispering “areee?” and someone gets between me and the lights. 
–   Nagase Tomoya, nice to meet you – I look up to see this big boy bowing in front of me and looking into my eyes with a sided smile.
         Oh my… – It’s all I can say, covering my mouth with my hand – Shinozaki Ai.
        I know who you are – he is wearing a suit and has some hair gel on. His beard is visible but not too long, enough to make my hormones have a party.
      Me too – I giggle, he smiles wider.
     Well, straight to the point – he says clapping his hands – I wanna do it with you.
  WHAT?! – My heart skips a beat. He gives me one of his loud and high pitched laughs.
  The photo session, baka!! – I puff in relief, I hear my manager doing the same.
  Bikkurishita! – He joins his hands in front of his face, apologizing but still laughing.
         They just told me that the girl selected to do the session with me can’t make it to the studio because she’s sick. And then I saw you.
         I was working here but…
  It’s ok, go – my manager looks even more excited than I am. The photographer is confused. I am confused, and dizzy, and excited, and my heart is having the party with the hormones. I need to scream – which magazine is organizing it?
    An-an – he says. I have to hide a whimper. An-an and Johnny’s in the same sentence usually means few clothes.
         Ok then, come over here please – says his manager.
         Arigato Shinozaki-san, a pleasure to be working with you – he says. I can’t stand his smile, so I smile back wider. My cheeks are burning.
         It’s the first time I make a session with a man – I say – I don’t know if my fans are going to like it…
         Ai-chan, if it wasn’t Nagase-san you wouldn’t do this – my manager says – but a lot of his supporters are men, so I think it would be ok.
     And middle aged women, don’t forget them – he looks proud of it – best fans ever.
     Nagase-san, should we start? –He nods – You came from work and you are tired.
         That’s easy to imagine – he whispers to me.
         Move here please – There is a bed on the set and I feel like screaming. They fix the lights and some girls retouch his make-up. They make him look anywhere but the camera, with that serious sexy face. He stands, untying his tie and removing his jacket – Shinozaki-san – the camera man’s voice startled me and I notice that I was looking at Nagase spellbound – lie on that bed, please.
         Should I change my clothes? – I ask while I see Nagase drinking water from a bottle with the corner of the eye.
         No, you’re perfect just as you are – I’m wearing white lingerie and a dressing gown in the same color – Cover only your hips with the sheet. Let us see the waist and your back – I’m staring at the fake furniture that works as background feeling the nerves on edge. It has never happened to me before while working – move your arm away from your hips, let us see your gorgeous outline sweetie – I smile when I hear his manager talking to me like that. It is nice working under the instructions of a lady for a change.
         She’s always so sexy… – Nagase whispers, making me blush.
         Go and sit next to the sexy girl then – they order him. I feel the bed caving when he sits – unbutton your t-shirt – I gulp down. After some clicks from the camera I hear my name, so I look over my shoulder. Nagase does the same, raising his eyebrows. Always smiling.
         I know you are not used to work with a man – his manager says to me – so if you feel uncomfortable just mention it and we stop – I nod because my nerves are strangling my vocal chords – I want you to kneel in bed right behind him – I do it – and now lower his shirt slowly – I nod again, taking a deep breath – don’t be shy and get closer to him. Imagine he’s your boyfriend since long – Nagase clears his throat and I look at his face just for a second, staring at his lips.
 
I do as I am told and I lower his shirt slowly, focusing on his naked shoulders. I try to think about what that woman told me and I fantasize of him being my boyfriend. A warm smile comes to my lips as my knuckles touch his arms.
 
         Nagase-san, move your face and look at her mouth – the camera man requests. When he does, our faces are so close I can feel his breath – Shinozaki-san, move your body closer to him – my boobs press his back and a tiny sided smile appears on his lips.
         This is going to look awesome – his manager whispers excited – ok, Shinozaki-san, lay in bed – we move away from each other and I have to focus because I almost forget where I am.
         Wait, wait, I’m thinking about something – the camera man says – what if they change positions with Nagase staring at the camera? He could even kiss her shoulder.
         He already has a picture like that – I say. Everyone is looking at me – in the Sakuraba Yuichiro photobook there’s a picture of him behind the neck of a girl.
         How can you remember that? – He asks me amazed. I don’t know how to answer without being creepy.
         Every girl from my class loved it, I just…
         It would be interesting to do it again now that almost 20 years has passed – his manager suggests.
         Thank you for making me feel old – he complains without losing the smile.
 
He gets up and I sit on the edge of the bed. After some retouches I feel him right behind my back. I look to my right, showing him my neck. I shiver when he moves away carefully a lock of hair with the tip of his fingers. He laughs softly and I feel the same long fingers lowering my silk robe. I have to release the air from my lungs slowly – I would moan otherwise – feeling his thick lips pressing slowly against my neck, over and over again. I know I’m blushing, but I don’t care. I don’t care about anything at all. I’m biting my lips and his hands are on my shoulder and my waist.
 
         Nagase-san, remove your shirt and Shinozaki-san, do the same with your dressing gown – he is really quiet, so am I. I don’t know if he’s embarrassed or not, I don’t know what he is thinking – please, Shinozaki-san, lie on the bed. Nagase, unbutton your trousers.
         I would love to hear something like that more often – he says to me. I smile, really nervous – are you ok?
         Yes, sorry. I’m not used to this.
         Neither do I! – He laughs a bit hysterical, so he’s nervous too, which makes me feel better.
         What do you think is better? He or she on the top? – His manager whispers, which makes me feel as nervous as before.
         Shinozaki-san, rest your hands behind your body – I do it and the camera man laughs – huge – he whispers, and I know he is talking about my boobs – Nagase, kneel between her legs – I blush to the max when I spread my legs in front of him. He’s looking at my body, gulping and licking his lips. The camera man is already taking photos – touch softly her waist, as if she was your girlfriend. And try to look at her face.
         I’m sorry – he apologizes to me, realizing he was staring at my boobs the whole time.
         Don’t worry, I’m used to it. It’s like part of my job – I smile back, trying to focus on the idea of this as just work. But then his expression becomes serious and sexier. His lips are half opened and his hands keep caressing my skin so softly… my body is covered with goose bumps. I look at him as I would do if he was my boyfriend, as if all of this was real. I can’t focus on my job having him over my body, touching me, devouring me with his eyes.
          – Should they kiss? – the photographer asks.
          – I don’t know… – my manager answers.
          – We should – Nagase whispers in a way that only I could hear.
          – Maybe it’s better if they fake one – his manager suggests.
          – Kiss me – I beg, losing myself in his deep dark eyes.
 
We are moving before our managers can get to an agreement. He strokes my mouth with his. My eyes are closing and my hand is touching his beard. His tongue slides between my lips and my fingers over his chest. I hear the camera click as fast as my heart beats. Our managers are gasping, his hand is now squeezing my thigh and my teeth are bitting his lip. It’s been a while since I don’t feel like this, so aroused and embarrassed at the same time.
 
         Grab his underwear Shinozaki – I hear. I pull it towards my body and he moves his hips too. He’s almost rubbing himself against me and I’m about to moan.
         Ok, ok, that’s enough – I notice that my manager is a bit annoyed. I don’t give a damn. Nagase sits on the bed, taking a deep breath. My hands are shaking.
         Really?! – the photographer is now angry – they have so much chemistry!! We should keep going with this!!
         I don’t know – Nagase mumbles. I look at him. He’s ogling me. I’m ogling him. He burst into laughter covering his face, then he grabs a pillow to cover his crotch – this is too much!! I’m – he looks at me – I’m your fan, I can’t help it – he points between his legs.
         Seriously?! – Now it’s me who’s laughing loud. After that temporary, lustful insanity we look at each other all embarrassed – I can go on if you can, I mean, when you can.
         Cover yourself or something – he says still laughing and I hide my body behind the sheets.
         Anyway – says my manager – I don’t know what else do you want to photograph, after this the only thing left is taking off the rest of their clothes.
   That was what I had in mind – the photographer says, cutting abruptly our managers laughs.
         No – my manager says.
         I would do it, it’s not a problem for me. I’ve been almost naked in front of a camera before – I say, looking at Nagase’s astonished face.
         Not with a man! – my manager refusal is annoying, I want to do the session. I want to feel his naked body near mine.
         This will sell like hotcackes – Nagase’s manager convinces him – she’s really lucky to be in this photo shoot now that finally they let him show his tattoos. It’s been almost 15 years people don’t see Nagase-san naked.
         They’ve never seen me fully naked – he says to me – not because I didn’t want to.
         I guessed that – I say laughing. I’m surprised because being with him is really easy. And incredibly exciting – same happens to me. Since I’m a gravure idol I have some restrictions to avoid the thin line between what I do and porn. 
–    Can I ask something personal? – I nod – Have you ever thought about doing porn? – Judging by his curiosity I know what he wants me to say.
         Sometimes. It’s just… I don’t want to have sex with an old, fat man.
         Just pretty boys huh? – I laugh, nodding – smart girl.
         A shower?!?! – my manager shouts, startling us – naked and wet?!
         Exactly! – the photographer says – don’t you see your reaction? Imagine what the public is going to say!
         She will lose public! – he points at me.
         I will gain the double – I say – I’m always making sessions inside baths, showers, pools… – Nagase nods saying “hmm, hmm” making me laugh.
         And her body will never show completely, it’ll be just insinuation.
         Let’s try and if anyone is uncomfortable, we stop – I suggest.
 
Everyone seems to be ok with the idea and Nagase finally can move, so we walk to a different set. People from the stuff give us warm white robes and they retouches us once more. I know that shoots involving water implies cold water, if not, cameras will mist up. Nagase doesn’t seem to know, and he screams after the cold water touches his fingertips. Talking was one thing, but doing it on the other hand… that was completely different. I watch Nagase taking off his robe and the rest of his clothes as if it was the most normal thing in the world, but I can’t move. I freeze right on the spot, trying not to look at his dick, but failing miserably. It’s long. For a Japanese man, it’s long. I don’t know about the rest of the world but it’s the longest I’ve ever seen. All I can think of is that it’s long and thick. And it’s flaccid, so erected must be…
 
         Are you ok? – my manager asks me – I knew you shouldn’t do this.
         I’m ok – I open my robe without giving it a second thought and I try to remove my bra but my pulse is trembling and I can’t manage to open it.
         Here, let me.
 
Nagase comes closer and I feel his fingertips lowering the stripe of it delicately. It’s long, I think again. I give it to my manager, who looks at my face shaking his head. I bend to take off my panties, forgetting that I have Tomoya at my back. I hear him puffing and chuckling, and I feel my cheeks burning once more, laughing with him.
 
         Fuck, not again – he whispers and goes away running. Then I hear him yelping. I turn back to see him under the cold shower – everything under control!! – he says laughing.
         Sorry – I have to make a huge effort to not cover my body in front of all those people. I’m used to be the center of attention, but I’ve never been surrounded by people being that naked before.
         Ok, let’s do it. Shinozaki-san, get into the shower with him. Nagase, close the tap, you’ll be ok – his manager says smiling – Ai-san, put your hands on his chest, move a bit, so we can see you from your side.
         Where do I have to put my hands – he asks without looking at me. I can’t look elsewhere but his face, he’s ridiculously handsome. And it’s long.
         Where you would if she was your girlfriend – the photographer says. He closes his eyes, laughing. I want him to touch me as he wants.
         I won’t do that, no. You tell me Shinozaki-san – I giggle, grabbing his hands and putting the one facing the camera on my shoulder and the other on my hip.
   Relax, you’re making me nervous – his eyes meet with mine just a second because he falls into the inevitable magnetism of my breasts.
         Oh, sorry. I’m so sorry – he is smiling, closing his eyes – they’re too big ok?!
         I know! It’s ok if you look at them! Everyone does – I touch his face, he opens his eyes – it’s ok – a drop of water falls from his nose to my boobs. He snorts at the sight of it. It’s long.
         Ok, open the tap Shinozaki-san and I want you to squeeze your chest with his – I move my hand to the tap, pressing myself against him. The water falls directly on his nape, flowing between our chests.
   Is it too cold? – my manager asks. The photographer is taking pictures like insane.
         A bit – I murmur, feeling my nipples getting harder. Nagase’s fingers hold my shoulder with strenght. He’s breathing fast, chuckling and looking away. I’m too horny to feel the cold.
    Nagase-san, kiss her like before. Not full kisses, just superficial – His manager requests. He is looking into my eyes so intensly I’m afraid of losing control. His hair is disheveled and it’s long too.
    Move your hips closer, I can see too much of you two from here – the photographer moves everywhere around us. I move my hips a bit closer and so does he, kissing me softly.
         Don’t worry about that, we’ll delete what’s necessary afterwards – the voice of his manager sounds amused – this is outsanding, people will freak out.
         I’m freaking out! – the photographer says. A soft, shy moan slips from my lips when he bits them. It’s long. It’s long. It’s long.
         Fuck… – he whispers against my mouth. I’m digging my nails on his chest, feeling that water is not the only thing that is wet between my legs.
         Shinozaki, look at me, give your back to him – I turn, panting – Nagase put your hand on her neck and make her look at you – the photographer has taken the leadership, our managers are dumb – cover her boobs with your other arm, hold her.
         Oh – I whisper at the same time he bites my chin. But not because of the bite… his cock is hard as a stone, longer and against my ass.
         This is starting to be hard – he whispers in my ear. I know the rest didn’t hear it because of their confused faces – I don’t know how I’m fighting back what I’m eager to do – I’m as still as a statue, grabbing the arm he’s using to hold me – we should dismiss all of them just to be all alone – I lick his fingers because he’s touching my lips. I feel the need of bending down to let him do whatever he wants with my pussy.
         Ok, we’re done – my manager says, breaking in a half the sexual tension – I think it’s enough for today  Nagase doesn’t release me, he looks at his manager.
         Can you give me a towel first? – he asks. I’m laughing and panting at the same time. I get mine and his, covering us both, glad that my arousal can’t show that clearly.
         I’m going to prepare your stuff, thank you for your hard work – my manager is walking away greeting everyone, and I’m suposed to follow him but I don’t want to leave. I’m still horny.
         Your cheeks are burning red – Nagase says to me, pinching them.
   I wonder why – and there we are, laughing exactly as we did before, embarrassed and horny – Thank you very much for this opportunity, I’m looking forward to see the pictures!
         Don’t show them to your parents – the photographer says laughing – it was so hot! I hope we can work again together soon! – I say goodbye to him thinking “me too”
         Now I’m starting to feel cold – I complain because my muscles are asking for Nagase’s heat. But I must go, even when is the last thing I want to do – see you around Nagase-san.
         Thank you very much, it was a pleasure to work with you – we bow, looking at each other with a smile. A pleasure. I wanted to ask him his phone number, but maybe it wasn’t propper after what happened.
         I’ll send you my next photobook signed – I say instead. He laughs once more.
         I’ll check my mailbox everyday then. See you Shinozaki-san.
         Call me Ai – his smile is now playful.
         Then I guess you can call me Tomoya if you like.
 
My job prepares you to almost every weird situation – as, for example, covering yourself with custard cream – but I wouldn’t believe if anyone told me this could happen to me. I hurry to the bathroom, locking the latch. I bite my lip trying not to scream, touching myself under the robe. I sit on the toilet while rubbing eagerly my clit. My legs are not holding me and I still have the sensation of his lips on mine. I have to make an effort when I reach the orgasm seconds later, staining my fingers, making myself shiver from head to toes. I was recovering when I hear someone entering the bathroom next to mine. I hope my fast breath is not too loud, but I cover my mouth anyway. I can’t go out yet, I’m still suffocated and I don’t want to answer awkward questions. A weird noise is coming from the other bathroom; a fast wet noise. In case I had any doubt, I hear deep moans followed by pants and whines. And then a known voice whispering “Fuck my life, Ai-chan…” I slip away from there. I can’t face Nagase without dying of embarrassement after hearing him masturbating while whispering my name. 

2

I run towards my friend’s house, covering my mouth with my scarf and my ears with my hat. I’m starting to think that my outfit is maybe too scarce but I wanted to be as sexy as possible considering it’s winter. Cold is not my problem anyway… I’m going to be hot the whole night. And not because of the heating my friend has for sure in her big house. I ring the entry phone and I ask Makiko to open the door. I can hear a lot of noise, so I guess I’m one of the last to arrive at her big new year’s private party. I start to take off layers of clothes: hat, gloves, scarf, jacket. Just in the building hall is warmer than in my own house.
 
    Finally! – Makiko takes all the clothes from my hands – girl, you’re frozen! Come in, come in!
         It’s almost snowing out there.
 
 I always forget that in her house I don’t have to change my shoes. It’s a bit uncomfortable and I regret wearing the heels. I say hi to so many people my mouth gets dry soon. Some of them stop to talk to me, asking questions and making small talk. I reach the drinks at the same time Makiko comes closer to me.
 
   Sorry, it’s exhausting to be the host. Everyone is here, have you brought your secret santa gift? – I nod, showing her the bag I’m holding.
         Secret as virgin I am but whatever – she laughs softly.
    Shush, they can’t find out I let you cheat… Give me that, I’ll put it with the others.
      Where’s he? – I’ve been looking for Nagase since I crossed the door but he seems to be nowhere.
         At your left, look inside the kitchen. He’s been there with Shinsuke since he arrived – I look over there trying not to look desperated. I spot him wearing a leather hat and dark clothes. He raises his gaze, looking straight in my direction. He greets me with one of his sided smiles
         He’s so hot I’m gonna die – I say to my friend smiling as if I wasn’t hysterical – it’s been almost a month since the photo shoot.
         Can you call my husband? Someone wants to talk to him about business.
         Is that truth or…? – she shrugs smirking and I walk slowly with my eyes glued to Nagase’s butt and a bright smile on my face.
         Helloooo super model! – says Shinsuke – you are late!
         I know, sorry! It’s so hard walking with heels, you know?
      He knows, he’s an expert – Nagase is ogling me as he did when I was in my underwear.
         Shinsuke-san, Makiko is calling you. Something about work – he sucks his teeth – I can continue with the sushi, don’t worry.
         Would I ever be on holiday? even in new year!! My god… – he walks away angrily – hey, don’t mess up my fish. Take an eye on her, Tomoya.
         Both – I look at his smirk and my giggles start coming out non-stop.
 
He’s silent, I am silent. But smiling, giggling and looking at each other while preparing the food. I don’t know how to behave, how to come closer to him. Maybe he doesn’t want me to. Maybe he has a girlfriend and she’s in the living room. He clears his throat before speaking.
 
         You’re really pretty today – I’m smiling like an idiot, I can’t talk, I’m embarrased.
         Thank you. That cardigan looks warm – I say pointing at his dark blue clothes.
         I’m sweating a bit, yeah. Sorry if I smell.
         Oh you don’t, and even if you do, you don’t smell bad – he laughs softly through his nose – I loved your last performance – he looks at me raising his eyebrows – I’m a Tokio fan since I can remember.
         Oh, thank you! I didn’t expect that – he looks at my body, smiling and giggling – You look like a secretary – he says suddenly, making me laugh.
         Really? – I look at my grey skirt and my white, tight shirt – what are you thinking about, you pervert?
         I would hire you – he licks his lips. I remember how they feel. I lick mine. It’s long. He washes his hands in the sink and walks towards the door, closing it – Well, straight to the point – he says clapping his hands as he did first time we met – I wanna do it with you.
         What are you talking about, baka? – I take it as a joke, but he’s not joking.
The seaweed is squeezed by my hands the very moment I feel his squeezing my breasts. I look down to see his long fingers digging into my boobs. His hands barely covers them and I feel the warmth from his body on my back. He’s mumbling something I can’t understand, I’m cleaning my hands with the cloth, hurrying as I’m getting hornier and hornier. The second I turn around I have his tongue in my mouth. His kisses are demanding, his mouth is warm and delightful, and his beard is scratchy but I don’t care. What’s more, I love it. I’ve never recieved or given a kiss like that. And I’ve never been this horny before, except for that time at the photo shoot shower.  His hands are on my butt, mines under his shirt. When I touch his warm body he makes a high pitched sound, smiling on my lips.

         So cold – he whispers in a husky voice.
         Then warm me up – I’m giving him the look I would give to a camera when my bikini is about to fall. But he doesnt fall, he goes up. And it’s long.
         Ai-chan, I’ve been dreaming about this since the photo session – his mouth touches my neck, I throw his hat at the floor so I can grab his hair. I’m shaking.
         Touching yourself? – he bites me, a moan stucks on my throat – as you did after the photos that day? – he laughs softly, bitting my chin too and looking into my eyes – I was next door with my fingers stained with my own fluids when you were cumming.
         If I’d known you were there I would have fucked you so hard on the fucking floor. Ai-chan – his hands opens the first buttons of my shirt – You turn me on so much just with your pictures, imagine – I lick his lips, he stops talking, squeezing now my boobs without clothes on. My hands are slowly opening the zip of his jeans, opening the button – imagine what I felt when I had you naked in front of me. I can’t stand this, I need to cum over yo—
         Is the sushi ready or not? Oh! – I give a little scream when I hear Makiko’s voice at the door. And she opens it before I can fully button my shirt. Nagase is picking up his hat from the floor, turning his back to our friend.
         Yes, yes, you can take this to the living room – my hands are shaking when I give her the tray. I notice she’s holding a smile.
         Ok, don’t take a long time on coming back, everyone’s waiting! – she walks out and I look at Nagase.
         You go first, I need to calm down – I want to kiss him again, but if I do I know we will never calm down.
         Me too, but ok. We’ll pick up the conversation were we left it, right? – he laughs and I walk out of the room smiling, hearing him puffing.
         Nice butt! – he shouts when I’m near the living room. I laugh before I reach the rest of the guests.
Nagase sits between me and his friend Shinsuke at dinner. Thought at first I feel nervous having him by my side, I eventually start to feel relaxed. He includes me in his conversations, making it easier than I remember to be so close to him. As the fan I am, I’m making questions about his personal life before I can think if it’s rude or not. But he’s answering everything, telling us funny stories about himself and the rest of the band. Everyone laughs with him, everyone loves his presence. I’m completely captivated by this man.
     Secret Santa’s time!! – Shinzuke is carrying a big bag full of gifts – I hope every package has the name on it.
         I’m nervous! Aren’t you? – Nagase is smiling at me like a little kid. He’s so cute. I’m drooling over him. Makiko is giving everyone their gifts, waiting for their reaction.
         Uhm, Nagase-kun! – she gives him my present. I try not to laugh until he opens it.
      What’s this – he’s trying to guess before opening and everyone’s rushing him. He breaks the paper in two – Woah! Ai-chan!! – he looks at me with a shy smile, but he doesn’t hesitate of looking at my photo book in front of everyone.
         Don’t look at it in here! – I say trying to close it – it’s so embarrassing.
         That’s the underwear you were wearing on our photo shoot!! So pretty and soft.
        How do you know it was soft? – Shinsuke asks. Nagase just laughs outloud and I want to dissapear. I cross my arms, bitting the nails of my thumb.
         I was taking those pics just before you arrived – I say in low voice. He nods.
        I remember, yeah – I look at him, he’s looking at me and smiling with that sided smile that drives me crazy – thank you.
People keep opening gifs and Nagase is looking at my pictures with the book on his lap. I try not to pay attention to him, but he’s whispering at almost every photo he sees. Suddenly, I feel his hand on my leg. I look at him, he left the book on the table and he’s looking how Makiko is opening her gift. I grab his wrist and I make him touch my inner thighs. I don’t look at him, he doesn’t look at me. But we both know how turned on we are. If he decides to fuck me on the table I won’t stop him. I don’t care about people, I don’t care about anything, I just want his cock inside me. It’s long.
         Ai-chan! Your turn! – I smile while opening my thin gift. I cover it with the wrapping paper as soon as I read “ANAN”.
         Tomoya-kun, I hate you – I whisper in a soft voice. He laughs even louder, squeezing my thigh.
         What is it? – Shinsuke asks.
         A magazine – I say.
         Your photo session? Woah! Finally! Let me see! – Makiko asks sitting beside me.
         No!! I… it’s embarrassing…
         Come on, Ai chan, we’ve seen you in bikini before! – Nagase says.
         Yeah, especially you – Shinsuke is laughing with him and I don’t know what to do. I want to see it, I was waiting for it since we made them, but not in front of everyone. Not after what I felt making them…
         Come on, they are beautiful – he says. He looks at my lips and before I can react Makiko has opened it. In the cover there’s the picture of him sitting on the bed, unbottoning his shirt. My silhouette as background.
People crowds together at my back, looking at the pictures and making comments. Nagase is breathtaking on the first pictures, I can’t move, I can just watch his perfect face. I appear in the next pages, removing his shirt slowly. We are both smiling, we look shy. I know that was the moment when my boobs pressed his back. Next two pages are full by just a single picture. Nagase is laying over my body, grabbing my thigh. My nails are digging on his shoulder and his tongue is between my lips. I’m blushing in the picture and in real life. People are screaming around me, everyone is excited. Makiko is saying “ARE, AREEEE?!” non stop, Nagase is as silent as a tomb. I look at him, he’s looking at my face with a playfull smile. He raise an eyebrow and he doesn’t look away when he turn the page. When I hear everyone’s gasps, I know that they are watching us naked in the shower.
                Those final pics are just hot. Passionated. I’m on fire. The way I’m looking at him in the pictures, the way I’m bitting his lips, our naked bodies so close of each other, the water slidding over us… too much to take. I’m blushing so much I’m starting to sweat. My heart is racing, I’m reliving that moment and I can’t forget how long it was. The last picture is when he was whispering things to me. I can see the lust in his eyes, looking at my mouth. I can see the lust in how I was bitting my lip. I need to have him. I need everyone to go away. But they’re cheering, congratulating us. Everyone is telling us how good it is, how excited they are and how brave we were for doing it. But I’m not there, I’m under the tablecloth, between my thighs were Nagase is moving his fingers. He’s not touching my pussy, but he’s dangerously close. He gets up, excusing himself and walking outside the living room. He looks back before he dissapears around the corner, making me a gesture with his head. I wait almost for a minute and then I follow him.
         Where are you going? It’s almost midnight, you must be here for the countdown – Makiko stops me.
         It won’t take long, bathroom – I lie.
I’m walking hurriedly towards the bathroom when his hand grabs my arm, making me enter in a sitting room. He closes the door and pushes me on a black couch, sitting in front of me.
         Undress – he orders – let me watch you.
         Are you going to fuck me? – he nods slowly, removing his cardigan and opening his trousers. I’m unbuttoning my shirt.
         And I won’t stop if anyone gets in, I can’t wait anymore – I don’t open the buttons below my boobs so he can see them but not completely. I rest my weight on my hand, leaning forward, looking at him and opening my shirt slowly with my fingers.
         I wanna squeeze your cock with them – I whisper. He took it out of his jeans, moistening his lips – can I? – I try to look innocent. A pervert like him sure loves it.
He grabs my neck, making me go down on him. I put my hands on his legs and his dick in my mouth. It’s palpitating against my playful tongue. The glans is pink as his lips, soft, warm. The rest is big, thick, and I lick its veins. He’s moaning softly and his shirt is gone. My underwear is soaking wet. It gets to the bottom of my throat and I take it out from my mouth.
         Oishii – I smile at him. He’s puffing when I place his erection between my breasts – don’t cum yet, ok? – he moves his hips, whispering how much he loves it – feels good?
         So good. Too good. Come here – I can’t masturbate him longer, he doesn’t let me.
He unzips my skirt kissing my lips and making me lay down on the sofa. He lowers my stocking and panties licking my tongue. He opens my legs, grabs my boobs and lick my pussy slowly. I’m moaning softly. I can’t help it, the feeling of his tongue over my burning flesh is too much. He opens my pussy with his fingers, his tongue slides through my labia, inside me. I’m screaming, pulling his hair, cumming when he touches my clit with his thumb. My body is shaking, he’s swallowing me and in the living room I hear people cheering. He doesn’t move his finger from there when he kneels in front of me, grabbing his dick and pushing with it. I feel him making his way into me slowly. I look at his half closed eyes, his clenched teeth and his long erection between my legs. I grab his ass and I force him to hammer me on that couch. It hurts but it doesn’t. I’m feeling it so intensly I can’t breath. He’s grasping the sofa, right over my head, moving his hips fast, bursting me. I can hear how wet I am in every thrust, I can feel how every inch of his swelled cock is being squashed by my pussy. His kisses are interrupted by moans and pants. We bite each other. We scratch each other. We look into each other eyes.
         Iku, Tomoya – I feel the most intense orgasm shaking my body.
         You’re so fucking tight – he groans while my body twists as if I was possesed. I don’t let go his ass, I want more. I need more. But he just can’t hold it, he doesn’t have to say. He’s trembling in my arms, melting, moaning, making me smile and cumming – fuck my life – he pants in a high voice – that’s been…woo!! – he shouts at the same time we hear the voices anouncing the new year countdown – Happy New Year Ai chan!! – I crack up watching his sweating, happy smile.
         Happy New year, Tomoya – he kisses me, deeply, slower than ever.
We get up, hurrying to get dress before people could catch us naked. We laugh like children who had made a mischieve watching the sperm stain in our friend’s sofa. He tries to clean it with his handkerchief but there are rests all over the place.
         What can I say, I was full of love – he says laughing – I feel my balls empty.
         Buy him a new sofa and problem solved. Wait,come here – his shirt was also stained – what did you do? – I say laughing again.
         I don’t know! I thought I cum inside you! – we have such a fit of laughter we have to sit, staining our clothes again.
         Shut up!! My cheeks hurt! – The door opens and Makiko looks at us smiling.
         What’s so funny? – she asks – where have you been? I told you the countdown was close!
         Important issues has been discussed here, don’t ask, you don’t need to know – Nagase says in a creepy voice.
         Stop having sex in my house without permission and get back to the party – Shinsuke says over his wife’s shoulder – now.
         I messed up your sofa, sorry – Nagase bows in front of him. Makiko whispers “are?”
         You didn’t need to say it!! – I tell him off, he answers laughing like an idiot – you’re so baka, seriously.
After releasing all the sexual tension, the rest of the night comes smoothly. My attention is not that focused on him, but his interest about me seems to increase. He’s pinching me, laughing with me all the time. By the end of the party I’m sitting by his side, feeling his caress on my hand with his fingertips. When I anounce I must leave he looks really dissapointed.
         Give me your number – he asks when I’ve said goodbye to everyone – just in case.
         Just in case, huh? – I give it to him and he gives me his – see you around.
         See you Ai-chan.
I am sitting on the taxi when my phone sounds. It’s him “I need to fuck you again, sometime. Anytime. Just call me and I’ll be there” My laughs make the taxi driver smile. I don’t know how or when, but I’m sure that I will call him. Someday. Soon. Really soon. Maybe tomorrow night. After all, life is not as long as he is. 
 
 

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