【無責任中出し】都合の良い彼氏持ちセフレに中出ししてあげた【避妊なし】

Title: “No Strings Attached: A Naughty Encounter with a Girlfriend on the Side”

The scene opens with a nervous young man, let’s call him Hiroshi, fidgeting in his seat outside a small, bustling ramen shop in Tokyo. He’s wearing his best clothes, a black button-down shirt and slacks, and keeps glancing at his watch. He’s early, much earlier than necessary, but his excitement and anxiety won’t let him sit still.

A few minutes later, a swaying figure in a short skirt and blouse approaches him. It’s Yumi, his girlfriend of three months, but also Mari, the adorable coworker he’s been flirting with for almost a year now. They both giggle and wave him down.

“Hey cutie!” Yumi says, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. Mari lingers over him for a moment, her lips dangerously close to his. “Sorry we’re late,” she purrs. “You know girls, always in the bathroom.”

The two lead Hiroshi into the ramen shop, the scent of soy sauce and pork fat filling his nostrils. They settle into a booth, Hiroshi sandwiched between the two gorgeous women. He can feel the heat radiating off their bodies.

They chat and laugh over steaming bowls of noodles. Yumi regales the group with stories about their shared friends and family. Mari, meanwhile, keeps a hand on Hiroshi’s thigh, squeezing it ever so slightly. He shifts in his seat, growing warm at her touch.

Finally, the meal concludes, and they all step out into the Tokyo night. The girls embrace, fake little sobs wracking their bodies. “I’ll miss you!” Yumi cries dramatically. Mari kisses his cheek once more, whispering in his ear, “I’ll see you in a little while, handsome.”

Hiroshi watches them leave before hopping on the train to Mari’s apartment. His heart races, his palms sweaty. This is it, his chance at a no-strings-attached encounter. No messy emotions, no complicating a friendship… just raw, primal passion.

Mari answers the door in a tiny silk robe, a playful smile on her lips. She drags him inside, kicking the door shut behind them. They collide, wide jets of amatory passion, kissing hungrily, wildly.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this,” Mari breathes as they stumble into her bedroom. She strips him down, her hands roving his body, nails dragging across his skin. He shrugs off her robe, revealing her pale skin and rosy nipples. God, she’s gorgeous.

They fall onto the bed, groping and writhing. He takes a pert nipple into his mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue. Mari arches her back, mewling with pleasure. His hand slips between her thighs, probing, feeling her wetness.

“Please,” she whimpers, hooking her foot around his legs. “I need it. I need you inside me.”

He doesn’t need to be told twice. They both scramble, him to shed his boxers, her to part her thighs. With a swift thrust, he’s inside, her tightness enveloping him.

“No condom,” she gasps. “I want to feel you, raw, bare inside me.”

The thought sends a shiver up his spine. They start to move, slowly at first, but soon losing themselves to the rhythm of lust and desire. Mari clings to him, her nails raking down his back as she peaks. He follows soon after, emptying himself inside her.

They collapse, panting, sticky with sweat and something else. In the afterglow, he feels a pang of guilt, of shame. What about Yumi? What kind of boyfriend am I?

As if reading his mind, Mari rolls over, planting a trail of kisses along his jawline. “Don’t worry so much,” she coos. “Yumi knows. She’s okay with this, with us…”

The realization sends a thrill through him. He knows he’s not alone in this, that he has two women who love him, support him. As he pulls Mari close, he realizes that this isn’t just a dirty secret, a naughty one-night stand. It’s a chance at something special, something that might just change his life.

And it has, time and time again. Since that fateful night, Hiroshi, Mari, and Yumi have continued to explore their boundaries, their passions. And though there are still any number of social and ethical considerations at play here, one thing is for certain: Their love life involves a tremendous amount of unprotected, unapologetic fun.