A Night in the Countryside

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"Huff... Huff... Ugh... Why is the train going so fast...?" 　　Hamada

Masami gasped, calling out to the departing train.

Hamada Masami, 32, a full-time housewife, loves hot springs. She often follows magazine recommendations to find

hot springs. This day, she finally found a so-called hidden hot spring, but on the way back, she got lost and went to the wrong place, and then got caught in

a heavy rain, delaying her for quite a while. By the time she got to the station, she missed the last train.

(Seriously... What should I do now... There won't be any taxis here... Walking...

I've already walked all day... And who knows what strange things might happen on the mountain roads at night... Should I go back to

the hot spring and stay there for the night?... No... I didn't bring that much money... And I still have to consider the return fare...

There won't be any ATMs here... Seriously...)

Just then, a rumbling sound came from outside the station, it seemed a car was approaching. Masami quickly walked out of

the station and looked.

This was an agricultural tractor, driven by a dark-skinned, muscular young man with

farm implements strapped to his waist and long tools beside his seat.

"Um…excuse me…is there a bus or taxi around here?…I took the wrong

route…and missed the tram. Is there any other transportation?"

The young man saw Yami exiting the station and heard her question, so he stopped the tractor.

After glancing at Yami a few more times, he began to ponder.

(Hmm…a city girl…she looks really pretty…I really want to sleep with her…)

The young man pondered how to answer the woman before him, his mind filled with lewd thoughts.

"Ah... I'm so sorry... The buses stop running a long time ago... And there are no taxis around here

... Or... Would you like to come to my house first...? I have a car there that can take you to the city...

"

(...Sigh... This is really troublesome... It really is a rural area... But I'll have to go to someone's house

to change cars ...)

Yami hesitated, looking at the young man in front of her. He seemed very simple and innocent on the outside, but who

knew what he was thinking? After all, he was a young man. If it were an older person, she wouldn't be worried.

(Hmm... Maybe people in the countryside are more simple-minded... Maybe it's okay... It's getting dark...)

"I'm sorry... Then I'll trouble you... I'll pay for the gas..."

Yami unconsciously used polite language, perhaps to prevent the conversation between the two from going too far.

Using polite language would make him feel constrained, and she probably wouldn't say much.

"Ha... Ha... It's alright... People should always help each other..."

The young man seemed oblivious to Yami's choice of words, flashing a cheerful smile,

appearing , and restarted the tractor, driving off. Yami stopped thinking about it and quickly caught up with the machine.

(...Hey... Her voice is nice too... Making love with a woman like that must be amazing...)

The young man was already fantasizing about the most intense scenarios he knew, almost driving the tractor into

the field.

"Heave-ho... This is it... Miss, please come in and have a seat... I'll go

tidy try starting the engine; it hasn't moved in a while..."

(He really is a friendly person... Hmm... This sign... Is this a guesthouse?...)

Yami smiled with relief as she watched the young man enter the garage, turned to look around the house, and

opened the door to enter the foyer. Unfortunately, she didn't notice the slightly old and dusty sign and door.

In the house, which seemed too big for one person, there was a Japanese-style

room about 20 tatami mats to the right of the entrance hall.

(A house like this... It's like a dream... I've always wanted to buy a house like this...)

Yami didn't take off her shoes, and sat sideways on the floor above the entrance hall, gazing greedily at the house until

the young man finally appeared.

"I'm so sorry... Miss... The car engine is acting strange... It won't start at all... Miss...

I'm so sorry..."

"Well... I'm already married... Please just call me Mrs...."

"Ah... How rude of me... Mrs.... Would you like to call a taxi

?"

"..."

"Or... How about staying here for the night... The summer room here is quite nice... I won't

charge you for the night... After all, it's temporary..."

"But..."

(If I call a taxi, it seems like I won't have enough money, and it's free... But there seems to be no

one else here? A lone man and woman, it seems a bit dangerous.)

"It's alright... It's alright... I'll go prepare dinner now... The bathroom is a semi-open-air

hot spring... Please try it..."

"Eh... There's a hot spring?... Well... Well... I'll trouble you... I'll stay for the night

..."

As soon as Yami heard there was a hot spring, she put her worries aside and immediately made a decision.

(It's just for one night...it should be fine...)

"How's the hot spring here?"

"Hmm...it's great...this hot spring..."

Yami responded to the young man's words, having just finished showering and wearing a yukata, following the man to the dining table.

"Please try it...I'm quite confident in my cooking skills..."

"Since we didn't have any reservations...we don't have many good ingredients..."

Even so, the table was filled with bowls and plates of various sizes and purposes, making the dishes exceptionally abundant and stylish

.

The two toasted each other and began to eat.

"Madam seems to really enjoy hot springs...she came all the way to this godforsaken place..." "

Yeah...hot springs are really good...they can soothe sore feet and backs..."

The topic of conversation shifted from hot springs to massage.

"Not to brag, but my massage skills are famous in the area..."

"Oh...who knows if you're serious..."

"Or...would you like to try it, Madam?...I'm a professional, you know..."

The alcohol seemed to cloud Yami's judgment, and she boldly complied with the young man's request, lying prone on the tatami.

(Wow...this waist...this butt is so soft....)

The young man looked at Yami with her eyes closed, and his previously proper techniques became bolder.

His hands began to knead her buttocks, moving to her cleft, his fingers gliding over her anus

before cleverly brushing her thighs, playing with Yami's buttocks back and forth in this way.

(Oh dear...it seems a bit too much...I'm being taken advantage of...I can't touch there...

I ....)

Yami's reason still remained, but the sweet sensation in her body made her unable to extricate herself from the addiction.

"Madam...I'm going to loosen the ties...otherwise, the effect won't be good..."

"Wait...wait a minute..."

Yami slightly resisted, trying to protect the knotted part, but the young man skillfully ignored the neglected part

and loosened the ties anyway.

The young man's hands moved from her buttocks to her waist, his fingers frequently slipping to her sides. If Yami

hadn't and pressed her abdomen tightly against the tatami, she would likely have been completely invaded.

The young man didn't give up, but his hands began to move towards her back, pressing on her spine. After a while on her

spine , he began to expand his reach. His hands gradually moved to the sides, his fingers now

pressing on the sides of her breasts.

Yami bit her lip tightly, afraid she would cry out, which would make her seem like she was seducing someone

. Her pride as a married woman and her shame as a woman kept her reason intact despite the growing pain in her lower body

, and she tried to stand up.

Yami suddenly turned around, her upper body rising with her. The young man was surprised but not flustered, his hands moving

down to her ankles and soles, pressing.

"It's... okay... hold... wait... it hurts..."

Yami bent over, feeling soreness from the pressure on her soles. She tried to pull her feet back, but they were firmly held in

the man's hands.

(Those breasts…their breasts are so beautiful…)

Because she bent over, the loose yukata couldn't cover her breasts, and the young man stared greedily, not forgetting

to rub his feet and deliberately lifting them up. Her snow-white, slender calves and thighs were gradually

exposed .

Yami suddenly realized the young man's intention and quickly grabbed the hem of the yukata with one hand, but even so,

her knees were no longer covered.

"Madam…if it hurts, it means there's something unhealthy about…let me check it out…"

"No, thank you…really, no need…"

Although Yami refused, the young man's hand still slowly slid from her calves to her thighs,

stopping just before reaching her groin, and then began to stroke back and forth on the inside of her thighs. From her knees to her groin,

he used his palms and fingers to feel the smooth, delicate skin, and also felt the goosebumps on

her skin moving around.

Yami felt the pleasure in her legs, knowing that her vulva had been opened.

(She'd been seen... even her husband hadn't seen that shameful place...)

The young man pressed down on one of her calves with his foot, while one hand continued to lift and stroke the other thigh, and the other

boldly reached for her breasts.

"No... we can't do this..."

Yami tried to pull away the large hands pressed against her breasts, but her strength was weak, and to outsiders, it

probably only amplified her pleasure.

The rough hands parted the yukata, directly attacking Yami's breasts.

"No... um... we... should stop... um... please..."

Yami protested intermittently, but the young man ignored her weak protests and continued

to play with her thighs and breasts.

"Hmm... ma'am's nipples are very sensitive..."

"No... no..."

"Really?... They're sticking up really high..."

The young man suddenly flicked her nipple.

"Eek—!!"

The young man turned his gaze to the cleft, where the petals were wet, and streams of lustful fluid continuously flowed out, soaking

his yukata.

"No... Don't look..."

Yami tried to cover her lower body but failed. She felt the man's greedy gaze ravishing her most shameful part, and

waves of pleasure surged from her heart.

Suddenly, the young man lifted Yami's legs onto his shoulders, cupped her buttocks in his hands, and pulled them close to

his eyes, admiring the twitching petals before him. Then, he stuck out his tongue and carefully licked the shape of the petals, using his teeth to part the foreskin of

her clitoris and gently biting the most sensitive core.

Caught off guard, Yami's lower body was completely pressed against the young man's face, while her upper body and head swayed against

his hips. She felt her head hitting his hard abdomen, and a warm breath seemed to be right next to her cheek.

"Madam seems to have a tendency to constipation... I know how to help her..."

"Oh... no... umm... wait a minute... stop..."

"Ugh—not there..."

"Don't lick there... it's dirty... don't... no—"

"Ah... there... there... ah——————"

The powerful tongue, the shameful pleasure, and the unprecedented pleasure from places never before kissed caused

Yami's wildly waving hands to stiffen and support her on the floor, her legs trembling and straight.

"Madam... is it comfortable?... If you need my services, please respond..."

After a long while, Yami finally came back to her senses from the climax, when she suddenly heard the young man's voice. She found herself lying

on the tatami, her breasts completely exposed, and her genitals also exposed. Yami's rationality returned, and without bothering

to tidy her clothes, she stumbled back to her room.

(Hmph... Run away... I'll take good care of you later... Hehe...)

The young man leisurely watched Yami's flustered back, licked his lips, savoring the honeyed taste, and

began to plan his next move.

After returning to her room, Yami straightened her clothes, knelt on the tatami, and heard different voices echoing in her mind.

(Ah… that feeling just now… I haven’t felt this wonderful pleasure in so long.)

(No… he’s not my husband or lover… just a stranger… how could I

feel pleasure like this…)

(What about my husband… but… it really felt so good…)

Between guilt and reminiscing about that pleasurable feeling, Yami finally snapped out of it and

found herself feeling sticky and uncomfortable all over.

(Never mind… thinking about it won’t help… I’ll just go soak in the hot spring.)

Yami decided to go to the bathroom to wash up and soak in the hot spring to try and forget what had just happened.

The semi-open-air hot spring here, like others, had stones piled around the pool, stone lanterns nearby, and a

view of the mountains.

Yami was soaking in the pool, only her head exposed, closing her eyes and relaxing. She didn’t

notice the sliding door slowly opening, and a young man walked in completely naked, his erect penis seemingly large enough

to hang towels.

The slight sound of water entering and the sloshing of the surface startled Yami awake.

"You... what are you doing here... this is the women's pool,

isn't it...?" "Madam... actually, there's no gender separation here... you didn't see the sign saying men and women when you came in, right..." "

... Liar... you... scoundrel... you filthy bastard..."

Yamei was both flustered and angry, not knowing what to say to the young man, nor daring to stand up and leave.

After all, she didn't have a towel to cover herself. She didn't know where to look, the young man's muscular body and

mushroom-shaped head floating above the water were stimulating Yamei's optic nerves.

"Don't come any closer... I'm going to scream if you come any closer..."

"Please... I'm a married woman... please let me go..."

"Madam... it's too late to say anything now... hehe..."

The young man boldly walked over directly, Yamei turned around and tried to get ashore, but as soon as she stood up, the young man

grabbed her right breast from behind with one hand and pulled her back into his arms with the other.

"Please... let me go... we can't do this... this is wrong..."

"Hehe... your body is very honest... look at these rosy, erect nipples... they

look so thirsty..."

The young man skillfully rubbed his nipples, deliberately teasing Yami's ear. Yami's hands had to

protect her vulnerable area while trying to pull away the enemy occupying her chest, unable to resist the young man's licking of her ear and

his gentle breath.

"No... um... please... um... woo..." "

Please... woo... really no... um um um..."

The young man's hand in the water did not force its way in, but instead stroked back and forth on her inner thigh. If Yami

relaxed even slightly, it would immediately press against her petals and attack again. Yami would pull it back to her inner thigh, and so on

, intermittently harassing her.

While rubbing her nipples, his hands also kneaded her well-proportioned breasts, without pausing despite Yami

's attempts to stop him.

His lips and tongue played with Yami's ears, licking and biting her collarbone, arousing sensitive spots Yami

had never known .

Their bodies pressed tightly together, his hot penis rubbing back and forth between her buttocks, producing loud,

wet sounds.

"Mmm... Ahh... Ugh... Mmm... Ahh?"

Yami realized for the first time how sensitive her ears were. The hot sensation spread from her ears

to her lower abdomen, even her neck felt like it was burning her lower body. Not to mention the masculine

scent , the hard muscles on her back, the powerful friction of her buttocks, the arms that held her tightly,

the heat of the hot spring combined with the heat inside her body, and the stimulation of her three sensitive areas, all of this made Yami drown in a whirlpool of desire,

unable to extricate herself.

"Madam... This feels good, doesn't it... Your husband doesn't seem to use you properly... What a waste

of your smooth skin... Do you feel empty after each soak... You're looking forward to having your big cock fuck you, aren't you...

Do you want to be fucked...?"

"Ugh... You're so lewd... Ah!"

The young man pushed Yamei towards the center of the pool, where there was a large rock, a few centimeters

below . Yamei was lying on the rock, unable to move, when the young man thrust into her from behind,

but only shallowly, just the head of his penis.

"You... Ugh..."

(Oh no... He's inside me... Huh... He's not moving... What is he trying to do?)

"Madam's hole seems to feel something... Let me try it out..."

(What... What nonsense is he talking about... Eek~~)

The young man held Yamei's waist with both hands, and his lower abdomen began to rotate clockwise, the depth of penetration

steadily maintained at just the head of his penis.

"Eek... Ugh...

Why do I feel this way...?"

As the young man rotated, Yami felt a strong emptiness and pleasure in her lower abdomen. Her hips and waist involuntarily arched

back seeking an even stronger sensation, but the young man steadily maintained the same depth.

He rotated several more times, and although Yami tried to push his penis further in, it was completely ineffective.

The intense emptiness generated a ravenous desire that overwhelmed her reason, causing Yami to

plead with the person behind her in defeat.

"Please...come all the way in...I...want it so much..."

"Hehe...tell me...what do you want...how do you want me to treat you..."

"..."

"Hmm...won't you tell me...should I just pull out?"

"No...please...I want a big cock...I want you inside..."

"Hehe...what did I ask you before?...I asked you what you wanted..."

"...

" "...please...I want to be fucked...I want you to fuck me...ahhhhhh!"

The young man thrust violently, fully penetrating Yamei's cave, and then began a violent, unskilled...

He thrust in and out, withdrawing completely until the glans touched the entrance, then penetrating fully.

"Ugh... Ahhh... Ugh... Ahhh..."

The unprecedented depth and intense, rapid stimulation left Yami passively responding to

the rhythm behind her. The initial frenzy quickly overwhelmed her, causing her to arch her back and tremble wildly in the water as she reached

orgasm.

"Eh... You orgasmed so easily... Your body is so sensitive... Being your man is truly

a conquest..."

Yami's mind was still reeling from the afterglow of her orgasm, but the young man didn't let her go.

He lifted Yami, still thrusting, and turned her around. He sat on a large rock, placing Yami's legs between his

. One hand reached under her armpits to knead her breasts and nipples, while the other teased her clitoris, which had swelled with pleasure from

the orgasm .

"Mmm... Ee... No... Ee... That's so sensitive... Don't...

Ah... Ee..."

Yami's consciousness slightly returned after the change in position, only to find herself in an even more shameful situation. To avoid

falling into the hot spring, Yami hooked one arm around the young man's shoulder, while weakly trying to stop

the hand playing with her clitoris.

The young man then began licking Yami's ears and cheeks with his lips and tongue, attempting to kiss her.

"Mmm... Don't do this... Ee... Please... Stop... Mmm...

Ee

... I'm going crazy... Mmm... It'll break... Ah... It'll break... Ah..."

Stimulated by the clitoral pleasure and an unprecedented feeling of fullness within her body, Yami began to move her hips. This

movement further immersed her in this unprecedented pleasure, and she turned her head to accept the young man's kiss, their

tongues fiercely attacking each other.

The young man occasionally arched his back and swayed up and down in coordination, slowly changing the direction he was sitting.

"Madam... Madam... Open your eyes and look..."

"Hmm?... Oh dear... No... It's so embarrassing..."

In front of them was the washing area, where there was a mirror that completely displayed their

intercourse .

Yami didn't expect to see herself with her legs spread open on top of him, the thrusting at their point of contact

clearly visible, her heaving waist, her breasts being kneaded, the young man's ear-licking

movements the infatuated look on her own face—all of it was imprinted in her mind.

"Ugh... Ah... You bad guy... Ah... You deliberately let me see this..."

The intense shame and pleasure brought Yami to the prelude to orgasm.

The young man began to thrust vigorously, one hand holding Yami's waist to stabilize her, while the other began to forcefully twist her

clitoris.

"I'm coming... I'm going to... throw... it... Ahhhhhhh!"

Yami's upper body arched forward forcefully, her fingers leaving marks on the young man's back. Her lower body pressed completely against

the young man 's abdomen, her legs clamping tightly around his thighs. Wave after wave of orgasms washed over her,

and then she felt the young man's semen being ejaculated inside her. She could no longer bear it and fainted.

"Ahhhhhh... It's so hot... Something so hot is going in..."

It was already broad daylight.

To be precise, it was almost noon.

Yami finally woke up due to the high fever and the discomfort of being pressed down. It took her a while to figure out what was going on

.

(Oh my god... what have I done...)

(I passed out from pleasure in the hot spring... and then I was taken to the room several times... wow~~)

(But this guy is pretty amazing... four or five times a night and he just wouldn't stop... really...)

(And he goes in so deep... and so strong... tsk tsk... annoying... what am I even reminiscing about...

)

After Yami passed out, the young man took her back to the room, tried many different positions, and brought Yami to

orgasm countless times, until dawn when he was completely exhausted and fell asleep halfway through (= =)

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