Mrs. G-Spot

At the "Kyo" lounge in Shinjuku, the microphone was being used by six female customers for fifty minutes.

The oldest of these women 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's

unwritten rule was that each customer sang two songs, and

the microphone was passed around among the six women.

Nagata sat at the bar, while the six women sat in a booth.

Seeing that the women wouldn't let go of the microphone, the regulars left one by one.

Only Nagata and another man remained.

It was just past nine o'clock.

Nagata figured that since they were all women, it wouldn't be too late, and they would soon be worried about getting home and leave quickly. Then he could sing three songs properly.

The group of women continued singing incessantly. The bartender, unable to bear it any longer, spoke to the forty-year-old woman, and the women finally let go of the microphone.

"These women aren't used to social life, they don't know the rules,"

the bartender said in a voice only Nagata could hear, criticizing the women.

"No, they're just shameless,"

Nagata replied in a low voice.

Another man who had stayed started singing, having arrived before Nagata.

The group of women began talking loudly.

Their voices even drowned out the man's singing, so Nagata, even if he didn't want to listen, could hear their conversation.

The topic revolved around G-spots.

After the man finished singing, he left, thinking about his bill because the women were too noisy.

After seeing the customers off, the bartender handed the microphone to Nagata.

"I'll skip it tonight,"

Nagata said, losing interest in singing.

"I'm so sorry,"

the bartender apologized to Nagata, his back to the women, frowning.

"Oh no, it's past nine o'clock, we should go home,"

the forty-year-old woman exclaimed loudly, as if making a new discovery.

"Yes, we should go home,"

the other women agreed, asking the bartender how much it would cost.

After seeing the bill, they divided it by six and each paid their own.

Five women left, leaving one.

"It's okay if I'm a little late tonight, I want to sing a song before I leave."

This woman was the second youngest and also the most beautiful. He remembered her loudly asking what a G-spot was.

Nagata felt things were taking a new turn, so 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 looked at Nagata with a rapt gaze.

"No, I didn't sing well."

Nagata felt a little embarrassed.

"You used the microphone very well too."

"I come here every week; for an office worker like me, this is the only fun."

"But it's a healthy kind of fun. My husband... only knows how to play with women."

After saying this, she showed a lonely expression.

Nagata looked at this 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 around 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 so 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 song?" "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 owner.

At this moment, three men and two women entered.

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?"

Nagata handed Asako his business card to verify her identity.

"I work in a very good 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 hear it even if you didn't want to."

"You think we're both weird women, right?"

"No, I feel relieved to know that women talk about this kind of thing." "

We're all people interested in art and sex, not bad people, just thick-skinned. 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."

"Maybe your husband himself doesn't know. I want to caress your G-spot."

Nagata took Asako's hand.

"Mr. Nagata, you have a wife, right?"

"That kind of thing isn't important."

"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 that 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.

"A single room? Or a double room?"

"A double room would be best,"

Nagata stated his preference.

"You're very determined, I admire you."

Asako sighed and said nothing more.

"I'll go get the room key."

The waiter left.

"I was planning to escape while you were booking the room at the front desk, but it seems I won't have the chance."

Asako laughed and said, "In that case, I'll have another drink. I need the power of alcohol to give me the courage."

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 honored."

Nagata held Asako's hand, stroking the back of it while looking at her.

"Don't move your fingers, it tickles."

Asako squirmed.

"Itchiness means you're very sensitive."

"Is that so?"

"After you find the G-spot, just like before. I'll move my fingers."

"I feel like I can't take it anymore."

Just from Nagata stroking the back of her hand, Asako's body trembled.

"Hurry up and finish your second drink, it's such a waste for a flood to happen here."

"You're so naughty."

Asako glared at Nagata, her cheeks flushed.

Nagata waited until Asako finished her second drink and 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 towards 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 hands wrapped around Nagata's waist, leaning against him, as if she couldn't stand up straight.

They opened the door and went into the room.

As Asako closed the door, she 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 down on 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 went back to the bedroom and took off his clothes, his penis already erect.

Asako sighed deeply when she saw this. It seemed there was no need to worry about Asako taking the opportunity to escape. When

Nagata

returned to the bedroom, Asako had already taken off the bedspread and was lying on the bed, covered 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.

"Have you never given birth?"

Nagata sucked on her nipple.

"Mmm!"

Asako groaned, squirming.

"I couldn't have children, so my husband went to find someone else."

Asako's breathing was already rapid as she spoke.

"Whose fault 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.

"I did get checked, both of us are normal."

"Then, maybe our blood isn't compatible."

Nagata licked her soft inner thigh.

"Mmm... I think that's what the doctor said too."

Asako's abdomen rose and fell repeatedly.

When his tongue approached her panties, he smelled a woman's scent.

"Let's start looking for the G-spot now."

Nagata pulled down her panties, and Asako's penis came over, hidden under the pillow.

Nagata knew she was afraid of being seen, her panties were covered in nectar.

Asako's pubic hair formed a T-shape, and below the straight line, you could see her vulva.

The vulva was tightly closed, but you could still see the overflowing nectar.

Nagata spread Asako's legs apart.

Asako squirmed, saying she was shy, but Nagata didn't respond.

Asako covered her face with her hands and spread her legs.

A pinkish opening, glistening with nectar, appeared, with a bud peeking out from under the foreskin.

Nagata gently pressed the bud with his finger.

The pink opening 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 was like a flood inside.

Nagata bent his finger at a ninety-degree angle and moved it around inside the opening.

"The G-spot is around here,"

Nagata told Asako, referring to the area near the inner side of the bud.

"It does feel strange..."

Asako was a little excited.

Asako's grip was strong, and Nagata's finger quickly tired.

Nagata pulled out his middle finger and then used his index and middle fingers together to insert into Asako's opening.

One finger went in easily, but two fingers were not so easy.

Upon reaching the first joint, 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 rubbing the granulation tissue with his thumb.

As the rhythm continued, a soft bulge began to appear above the area touched by the index finger.

Asako arched her back, gripping the sheets tightly.

"Ah...okay..."

Asako sobbed.

"Your G-spot is bulging,"

Nagata said to Asako, continuing to move his fingers. It seemed that stimulating it with his finger alone was less effective than stimulating the clitoris together.

This was the first time Nagata had specifically stimulated her G-spot like this; he had never done it to his wife before because she didn't like having his fingers inserted.

He had once seen a popular topic about G-spots in a magazine and immediately wanted to find it on his wife, but she refused.

Since then, Nagata had given up on finding her G-spot.

Asako's G-spot bulged and contracted intermittently.

"This is probably my 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 that if she experiences it and asks for it every night, 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'm about to pee."

Asako trembled all over.

Her fingers felt her G-spot starting to swell.

"Just like this, I can't take it anymore..."

Asako's back arched, and her body began to spasm.

4

After reaching orgasm, Asako asked Nagata not to touch her anywhere.

Because if he touched her at this time, it 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, his penis immediately swelled.

With her nipple in her mouth, Asako twisted her body and said, "It's so itchy, let me continue to sleep."

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 thigh.

"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 her to join him.

"This is like rape, there's no pleasure at all,"

Asako complained, but her vaginal opening still tightened around his penis.

"I'll finish quickly."

"No, now that you're inside, you have to wait until I have an orgasm."

Asako started to wiggle her hips.

Soon, Nagata felt his penis covered in nectar, which meant 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 seems like it's touching a place that isn't the G-spot."

"Then let's use our 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 entered from behind.

"Still not enough."

Asako lay flat.

Nagata's chest pressed against Asako's back, the angle of penetration changed, but the depth of penetration was shallower.

"This is better."

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, and Nagata felt that this would prolong the time.

On the contrary, it was Asako's turn to express 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 that Nagata hadn't ejaculated yet.

No matter what, Nagata couldn't stop. Getting off halfway like this would definitely make her unhappy until morning.

Nagata quickened his movements even more, so that he was close to the climax. Asako

lay weakly face down on the bed.

Finally, Nagata began to ejaculate.

"Ah..."

Asako drifted off to sleep as if in a daze.

When Nagata woke up, it was already nine o'clock the next morning. He didn't wake up naturally; he was shaken awake by Asako.

Asako was fully awake and hugged Nagata, demanding to be attacked on his G-spot again.

"Doing it so early in the morning?"

Nagata yawned, having fully enjoyed Asako's body, and if possible, he really didn't want to exert himself again.

"I might become obsessed with my G-spot."

Asako pulled Nagata's hand to his clitoris, which was already wet.

In the end, he had no choice but to agree to Asako's request and attack his G-spot again. They did

n't check out at the counter until the very last minute of noon and left the hotel.

"Can we meet again next Monday?"

Asako asked excitedly as they walked from the hotel to the station.

"My allowance is only enough for once a month. As a working person, I can't do this every week."

Nagata frowned. It was true he didn't have enough pocket money, 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 not hotels, where should we go?"

"My place will do."

"Your place?"

Nagata was surprised.

"My husband won't be home Friday night, so come to my place."

Asako gave 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 big problem."

Nagata thought that if he was constantly worried about whether Asako's husband would come back, how could he get an erection?

He told Asako this thought.

"If it's not hard enough, then it's no fun. Okay, I'll wait a month. We must meet after a month, or I'll come to your company."

Asako smiled smugly.

Nagata nodded with a stiff face.

"However, a top-notch hotel is out of the question. We might go to a cheaper hotel, but a round bed and a mirrored wall won't be bad."

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 many colleagues at the company, making it inconvenient 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.

"That's fine."

"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 at 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 happened, I really couldn't help it."

Asako didn't offer a single word of apology, as if it were perfectly normal.

"Let's go to a hotel so you can tell me everything."

Nagata took a sip of his drink and urged Asako impatiently.

"No way."

Asako shook her head.

"Why are you being so formal?"

"The doctor said this is the most important time, I can't do anything reckless..."

"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 pregnant?"

"Yes, it must be because I found the G-spot."

Asako smiled sweetly.

"My husband is also very happy, he vowed to be a good husband and a good father from now on, and he also decided to break up with that woman."

"Are you sure it's your husband's child?"

"It's yours, you brought me luck."

Asako nodded with a smile.

"This..."

Nagata himself felt his face change.

"It's okay, I won't make you take responsibility. However, I won't see you for now. I'll ask to meet you 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 absolutely need your help."

Asako smiled happily.

Hearing Asako's laughter, Nagata felt a chill run down his spine.

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