Mrs. G-Spot

At
the "Kyo" lounge in Shinjuku, the microphone was occupied for fifty minutes by six female customers.
The oldest of the six was around forty, followed by three in their thirties and two in their twenties.
Seeing their diverse ages, Nagata assumed they were some kind of hobby group.
Nagata Yasuo made sure to come here every Friday to sing two or three songs before leaving, otherwise he couldn't sleep well.
The lounge operates on a first-come, first-served basis, with the owner bringing the microphones.
Singing two songs per customer is an unwritten rule.
However, this group of women completely disregarded the lounge's rules, the microphone swirling between the six women.
Nagata sat at the bar, while the six women occupied a booth.
Seeing that the women wouldn't let go of the microphone, the regulars left one by one.
Only Nagata and one other man remained among the regulars.
It was just past nine o'clock.
Nagata assumed that since they were all women, it wouldn't be too late, and they would soon be worried about getting home and leave. Then he could sing three songs properly.
The women's singing continued unabated, and the bartender, unable to bear it any longer, spoke to the forty-year-old woman. Only then did the women reluctantly let go of the microphone.
"These women aren't used to social life, they don't understand the rules,"
the bartender said in a voice only Nagata could hear, badmouthing the women.
"No, they're just shameless,"
Nagata replied in a very low voice.
The other man who remained started singing, having arrived before Nagata.
The group of women began talking loudly.
The women's voices even drowned out the man's singing, so Nagata could hear their conversation even if he didn't want to.
The topic revolved around G-spots.
After the man finished singing, he left because the women were too noisy.
After seeing the customer off, the owner handed the microphone to Nagata.
"I'll skip it tonight,"
Nagata said, losing interest in singing.
"I'm so sorry,"
the owner said, frowning as he turned his back to the women.
"Oh dear, it's past nine o'clock, we should go home,"
the forty-year-old woman said loudly, as if she had just discovered something.
"Yes, we should go home,"
the other women agreed, asking the owner how much it would cost.
After seeing the bill, they divided it by six and each paid their own.
Five women left, leaving one behind.
"It's okay if I'm a little late tonight, I want to sing one more song before I leave," this woman was the second youngest and most beautiful. Hearing her loudly ask what the G-spot was,
Nagata sensed a new development. He asked the bartender for a microphone and ordered his usual song, "Sleeve Woman."
After the song started, five women left, and the remaining woman moved her seat next to Nagata.
When the long song ended, the woman clapped enthusiastically.
"This is a difficult song to sing, but you sang it very well,"
she said, looking at Nagata with a rapt gaze.
"No, I didn't sing it well,"
Nagata said, feeling a little embarrassed.
"You used the microphone very well too."
"I come here every week. For office workers, this is the only fun." "But it's a healthy kind of fun. My husband... only knows how to play around with women." She finished speaking with a lonely expression.
Nagata looked at the woman more closely; she seemed to be about two years younger than him, around twenty-eight years old.
"I don't believe any man would leave such a beautiful wife at home while he plays with other women." Nagata looked the woman up and down.
High breasts, a slender waist—a body that aroused male desire.
"If a husband loved you, he wouldn't linger in a place like this on a Friday night. Going out to play with other women, he won't be back until tomorrow night." "Then, you can have an affair too."
"Hmm, that's not bad."
The woman smiled.
"I want to sing too."
She took the microphone from Nagata and sang "Lost Bird" very well.
"You sing a difficult song very well."
"This is the first time I've heard a man praise me, I'm so happy."
The woman handed the microphone back to Nagata.
"Don't you want to sing another one?" "Let's
call it a day."
The woman nodded contentedly and said, "What about you?"
"I'll call it a day too."
Nagata handed the microphone to the shopkeeper.
At that moment, three men and two women entered.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Nagata and the woman decided to leave together.
2
In a bar in Shinjuku, Nagata and the woman introduced themselves.
"My name is Murao Asako, I don't need to tell you my age, right?"
To verify her identity, Nagata handed Asako his business card.
"I work in a very nice place."
Asako carefully put Nagata's business card into her purse.
"If your husband really doesn't come back until tomorrow, I really want to see your G-spot." Nagata finished a glass of whiskey and whispered in Asako's ear, fueled by the alcohol.
"You heard me."
Asako blushed.
"With such a loud voice, you would have heard it even if you didn't want to.
" "You think we're both weird women, right?"
"No, I feel relieved knowing women talk about these things too." "We're all interested in art flowers, not bad people, just a bit shameless. Women probably all become like this when they reach middle age." "Could I touch your G-spot?" "Do I really
have a G-spot? My husband has never mentioned it."
"Perhaps your husband doesn't know either. I want to caress your G-spot." Nagata held Asako's hand.
"Mr. Nagata, you have a wife, don't you?"
"That kind of thing isn't important, is it?"
"But I feel bad for her."
"I often tell her that it's common for office workers to play mahjong all night." "Men are all so bad."
Nagata noticed Asako changed the subject when she brought up something important.
Nagata raised his hand, beckoned a waiter, gave him a 100 yen tip, and asked him to book a room at the hotel upstairs.
He noticed Asako's tense expression.
"Single room or double room?"
"A double room would be best,"
Nagata stated his preference.
"You're very determined, I admire you."
Asako sighed and fell silent.
"I'll go get the room key."
The waiter left.
"I was planning to run away while you were booking the room at the front desk, but it looks like that's not going to happen." Asako chuckled and said, "In that case, I'll have another drink. I need the courage of alcohol." Nagata ordered two more drinks.
"You haven't had an affair before?"
"Don't underestimate me, I'm a virtuous wife."
"Am I your second man now?"
Nagata focused the conversation on sex.
Conversations before bed can be important foreplay; going to bed silently might lead to embarrassing consequences.
"Of course."
"In that case, I'm your second man, I'm truly honored." Nagata held Asako's hand, stroking the back of it while looking at her.
"Don't move your fingers, it tickles."
Asako squirmed.
"It tickles because you're very sensitive."
"Is that so?"
"Once you find the G-spot, just like before. I'll move my fingers." "I feel like I can't take it anymore."
Asako's body trembled just from Nagata stroking the back of her hand.
"Hurry up and finish your second drink, it's such a waste to have a flood here." "You're so mean."
Asako glared at Nagata, her cheeks flushed.
Nagata waited until Asako finished her second drink and then immediately stood up.
Asako slowly stood up as well, but when she tried to take a step, her legs seemed to have a mind of their own.
"Strange, it feels like my legs aren't my own."
After paying the bill, Nagata helped Asako toward the elevator.
"Your legs are saying they don't want to walk, they want to get to bed quickly."
Nagata whispered in Asako's ear, then suddenly kissed her cheek.
Asako's arms were wrapped around Nagata's waist, her body leaning against him as if she couldn't stand up straight.
He opened the door and entered the room.
As he closed the door, Asako hugged Nagata tightly and kissed him, and Nagata kissed her back.
Nagata's tongue entered Asako's mouth, and she responded with a low moan.
Nagata led Asako to the bedside like a dancer, falling onto the bed without pulling up her bra.
Nagata pressed himself against Asako and continued kissing her. Asako's body began to tremble slightly.
After the kiss, Nagata asked Asako if she wanted to take a bath.
"I can't stand up. I showered before leaving home this afternoon. Can you go shower by yourself?" Asako said weakly.
Nagata filled the bathtub, then returned to the bedroom, undressed, and his penis was already erect.
Asako saw this and sighed deeply. It seemed there was no need to worry about Asako taking the opportunity to escape.
Nagata soaked in hot water alone, carefully washing his body. When
Nagata
returned to the bedroom, Asako had already taken off the bedspread, lay on the bed, and covered herself with a blanket.
Nagata took off the towel draped over himself, got into bed, and pulled up the blanket.
Asako was already naked, wearing only dark red panties.
"You've never given birth?"
Nagata sucked on her nipple.
"Mmm!"
Asako groaned, squirming her body.
"I couldn't give birth, so my husband went to find his lover."
Asako's breathing was already rapid as she spoke.
"Whose responsibility is it?"
He sucked on her other nipple.
"Mmm... I don't know."
"Didn't you get checked?"
Nagata's mouth slid from her nipple to her waist.
He could see a dark shadow through her panties.
"The tests are normal, both of us are fine."
"Well, maybe it's a blood incompatibility."
Nagata licked the soft inner thighs.
"Hmm... I think that's what the doctor said too."
Asako's abdomen rose and fell rhythmically.
As his tongue approached her panties, he smelled the woman's scent.
"Let's start looking for the G-spot now."
Nagata took off her panties, and Asako pulled them over, hiding them under the pillow.
Nagata knew she was afraid of being seen with her panties soaked in nectar. Asako
's pubic hair formed a T-shape, and below the straight line, the slit of flesh could be seen.
The slit was tightly closed, but the overflowing nectar could still be seen.
Nagata spread Asako's legs apart.
Asako twisted her body, saying she was shy, but Nagata didn't respond.
Asako covered her face with her hands and spread her legs apart.
A pink opening soaked in nectar appeared, with a bud peeking out from the foreskin at the top.
Nagata gently pressed his finger on the clitoris.
The pink opening of the vagina contracted, and Asako sighed.
"That's not the G-spot, is it?"
Asako protested.
"Of course the G-spot is inside."
Nagata's right palm faced upward, and he inserted his middle finger into the opening. The flesh inside immediately wrapped around his finger and tightened. It felt
like a flood inside.
Nagata bent his finger at a ninety-degree angle and moved it around inside the vagina.
"The G-spot is around here,"
Nagata told Asako, referring to the inner part of the clitoris.
"It does feel strange..."
Asako said, somewhat excited.
Asako's grip was strong, and Nagata's finger quickly tired.
Nagata pulled out his middle finger and then inserted his index and middle fingers together into Asako's vagina.
One finger went in easily, but two fingers were not so easy.
Upon reaching the first stage, Asako cried, saying it was about to break.
Nagata had no choice but to abandon the idea of inserting two fingers simultaneously.
He continued to use only his index finger, while simultaneously rubbing the clitoris with his thumb.
As he proceeded rhythmically, a soft bulge began to appear above where his index finger was touching.
Asako's back arched backward, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.
"Ah...okay..."
Asako sobbed.
"The G-spot is bulging."
Nagata continued moving his fingers, speaking to Asako. It seemed that stimulating her with his fingers alone wasn't as effective as stimulating her clitoris together. This
was the first time Nagata had specifically stimulated her G-spot like this; he'd never done it to his wife before because she didn't like having his fingers inserted.
He'd once seen a popular topic about G-spots in a magazine and immediately tried to find it on his wife, but she refused.
Since then, Nagata had given up trying to find her G-spot.
Asako's G-spot swelled and contracted intermittently.
"This is probably the G-spot,"
Nagata muttered to himself.
"Don't you often touch your wife's G-spot?"
Asako's abdomen heaved.
"I wouldn't do this to my wife."
"Why?"
"I'm afraid she'll get a taste of it and demand it every night, and I won't be able to handle it." "I think I might become addicted to this feeling."
Asako's body trembled even more.
"Is it really that good?"
"So good I almost pee."
Asako trembled all over.
Her fingers felt her G-spot begin to swell.
"Just like this, I'm about to come..."
Asako's back arched, her body began to spasm.
Just the caressing of her G-spot was enough for Asako to reach orgasm.
4
After reaching orgasm, Asako asked Nagata not to touch her anywhere.
Because touching her at this time would be unbearably itchy.
Nagata had to wait in pain because his penis remained erect.
"How long do you have to wait?"
"I think thirty minutes will be enough,"
Asako said lazily.
After getting out of bed, Nagata turned on the TV, took a can of beer from the refrigerator, sat in a chair, and prepared to watch TV for thirty minutes.
Asako covered herself with a blanket and fell asleep.
Thirty minutes later, Nagata returned to bed.
Just seeing Asako's naked body made his penis instantly swell.
With her nipple in her mouth, Asako twisted her body and said, "It itches, let me keep sleeping." Her voice sounded like she was still asleep.
"My body needs to be taken care of too. After that, you can sleep as long as you want." Nagata stroked Asako's inner thighs.
"I'm really tired."
Asako frowned.
Nagata checked the condition of her vulva with his fingers; it was still moist inside.
"Please."
Nagata spread Asako's legs apart and immediately pressed down on them, joining them.
"This is practically rape, there's no pleasure at all."
Asako complained, but her vagina still tightened around his penis.
"I'll finish quickly."
"No, now that it's inside, you have to wait until I have an orgasm." Asako began to wiggle her hips.
Soon, Nagata felt his penis covered in honey-like fluid, indicating that Asako was aroused.
"It seems like I can't last too long."
Because he had waited too long, Nagata's penis lost its stamina.
"If I attack the G-spot, I'll be quick too,"
Asako murmured to herself.
"Isn't there something hard attacking the G-spot?"
"It feels like it's touching something other than the G-spot."
"Then let's use my fingers again."
"How about we change positions?"
"What position?"
"From behind."
Nagata pulled out his penis.
Asako lay face down, supporting her body with her elbows and knees, raising her buttocks high.
Nagata inserted himself from behind.
"Still not working."
Asako flattened her body.
Nagata's chest pressed against Asako's back, the angle of contact changed, but the depth of contact was shallower.
"This is good."
Asako gripped the sheets tightly.
"Ah...you're hitting my G-spot."
Asako's body trembled.
Nagata's lower abdomen pressed against her cool buttocks, which he felt would prolong the ordeal.
Conversely, it was Asako's turn to express her impatience.
"Anytime...I can't take it anymore."
Asako arched her back, her body convulsing.
"Hurry up."
Asako's voice sounded like she was in pain.
Nagata grasped her breasts and quickened his movements.
Asako reached orgasm repeatedly.
"Are you trying to kill me?"
Asako cried out in anguish when she realized Nagata hadn't ejaculated yet.
No matter what, Nagata couldn't stop. Getting off the train halfway through would definitely leave him feeling miserable until morning.
Nagata quickened his movements even more, getting closer to his climax.
Asako lay weakly on the bed.
Finally, Nagata began to ejaculate.
"Ah..."
Asako drifted off to sleep as if in a daze.
Nagata slept contentedly beside Asako.
He woke up at nine the next morning. He didn't wake up naturally, but was shaken awake by Asako.
Asako, fully refreshed, hugged Nagata and demanded to be touched on his G-spot again.
"Doing this so early in the morning?"
Nagata yawned, having fully enjoyed Asako's body, he really didn't want to exert himself anymore.
"I might become obsessed with my G-spot."
Asako pulled Nagata's hand to his clitoris, which was already wet.
He had no choice but to comply with Asako's request and touch his G-spot again. They
checked out at the front desk at the very last minute before noon and left the hotel.
"Can we meet again next Monday?"
Asako excitedly asked as they walked from the hotel to the station.
"My allowance is only enough for one trip a month. As a working person, I can't go out like this every week." Nagata frowned. It was true that he didn't have enough allowance, and he might also run out of energy.
"If we don't go to places like hotels, we won't have to spend money."
"If we don't go to hotels, where should we go?"
"My house will do."
"Your house?"
Nagata was surprised.
"My husband won't be home Friday night, so come to my place,"
Asako told Nagata her address and phone number.
"If you can't find it, just call, and I'll come pick you up."
"What if your husband comes back? That would be a huge problem,"
Nagata thought. He figured that if he was constantly worried about whether Asako's husband would come home, he wouldn't be able to get an erection.
He told Asako this.
"If you can't get an erection, then it's no fun. Okay, I'll wait a month. We must meet in a month, or I'll come to your company." Asako smiled smugly. Nagata nodded,
his face tense.
"However, a top-notch hotel is out of the question. We might go to a cheaper one, but a round bed and a mirrored wall won't be bad." "Okay, I'll call you in a month."
A
month later, Nagata began to look forward to Asako's call, but he didn't receive one. He called Asako's house on Friday, but no one answered.
Four months later, Asako suddenly called.
Although he had many questions, there were too many colleagues at the company to discuss them in detail.
"Could we meet at 'Kyo' tonight?"
Nagata asked. Just hearing Asako's voice made his penis erect.
"Sure, how about 7 pm?"
Asako's voice was cheerful.
"Okay."
"I really look forward to seeing you."
Asako chuckled on the phone.
"Me too, let's talk more when we meet."
Nagata said, then hung up.
When he arrived at "Kyo" at 7 pm, Asako was already drinking juice in a corner of the bar.
She seemed to have gained weight in the months since he last saw her.
"You made me wait so long."
Nagata said reproachfully after sitting down next to Asako.
"Because a lot of things happened, I really couldn't,"
Asako said matter-of-factly without offering an apology.
"Let's go to the hotel so you can tell me all about it,"
Nagata urged Asako impatiently after taking a sip of his drink.
"No, I can't,"
Asako shook her head.
"Why are you being so formal?"
"The doctor said this is the most important time, I can't do anything rash..." "Are you sick?" "
After we broke up last time, my period, which was supposed to come two weeks ago, hasn't come." "What did you say?"
Nagata looked closely at Asako's body and said, "Are you saying you're pregnant?" "Yes, it must be because I found the G-spot."
Asako smiled sweetly.
"My husband is also very happy and vowed to be a good husband and father from now on. He has also decided to break up with that woman." "Are you sure it's your husband's child?"
"It's yours, you brought me good luck."
Asako nodded with a smile.
"This..."
Nagata himself felt his face change.
"It's okay, I won't make you responsible. However, I won't see you for now. I'll ask to meet you again in about three or four years." "Why three or four years later?" "
So you can hit my G-spot."
"You'd better not have an affair."
"No, I have to find you, because there's something else."
"What is it?"
"In three or four years, I need your seed. Although I don't know if it's a boy or a girl yet, if the child is too different, there will be problems, so I really need your help." Asako smiled happily.
Nagata felt a chill run down his spine when he heard Asako's laughter.

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