Kanomama wa hatsukoi no hito - Chapter 5-2

Chapter 5: Liberation from the Past—Impregnating Both Kano-mama And The Girlfriend - 2

That day, he cleaned the study that was drenched in love fluids and then laid the exhausted Sae down in the bedroom.

The next day, after the kendo club’s morning practice, Urusuke, who had gone to check out the dojo, was immediately confronted by Hanao, who spoke up right away.

"Something… the other day, you were with my dear mother, weren't you? Kogi-senpai."

"—I’ve gotten used to being surprised by Kaeo’s sharpness by now. What made you think that?"

Urusuke, asking with half-amusement, is met with his ponytail-wearing girlfriend snorting through her nose.

"Fufu. My dear mother’s behavior had been obviously strange for the past few days. Then, last night, she seemed… as though her shadow had vanished, looking relieved. It’s something I could predict."

With a gesture that said "I give up," Urusuke raised both hands. Then he spoke.

"Yeah. There’s something I’ve been keeping from Hanao."

"As I thought. Am I, once again, the outsider? Kogi-senpai."

Urusuke finds Hanao, wiping sweat off her face with a slightly pouty expression, endearing.

"…No. This is, if anything, more of a happy… sort of surprise. After Hanao graduates high school and marries me, I decided I would tell her that’s what Sae-san and I agreed on."

"M-marriage… after graduation, huh? W-well, that’s what I hope for."

Even the blushing, multi-talented girl, skilled in both academics and martial arts, could never have imagined that her deceased father was still alive.

"—So, you can’t talk about it right now, huh?"
"Yeah, that’s right. Please give Sae-san a little more time to sort things out."

Although a tentative (?) reconciliation was reached, it’s a grudge that has lasted over ten years, counting from the original cause. It took some time to come to terms with it enough to talk to the daughter about it.

"…C-could it be, she's pregnant—"

"That's—wrong."

It’s Urusuke quickly denying it in a panic.

“Hmm…”

Though she seemed convinced, Hanao’s expression still held a hint of dissatisfaction. But eventually, she smiled warmly.

"Well then, Kogi-senpai, I have one favor to ask."

There was no reason for Urusuke to refuse.

And so, after school, he waits for the time Hanao specified, then leaves the library.

The place he was summoned to was the kendo dojo. Peeking inside, he finds Hanao, drenched in sweat and wearing her kendo uniform, alone as she bows to the dojo. Urusuke enters and bows respectfully as well.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Kogi-senpai. Shall we head to the changing room?"

The kendo dojo has the kendo club’s clubroom and changing room attached, and the two of them walk through the connecting corridor towards the girls’ changing room.

"I-Is it… okay for me to come in?"

"I'm the last one here today, and I've been entrusted with the cleaning and the keys. You can relax."

The trust placed in the club president and the student council president. The hopeless student, Urusuke, can only bow his head in respect.

Hanao locks the changing room door and turns to face Urusuke.

"Well then. Shall I ask you to grant my 'favor,' Kogi-senpai?"

With a soft ssshhrrk, she untied the cord around her waist. The hakama, soaked with sweat, made a faint, damp sound as it fell to the floor.

“Hanao, that’s…”

Hanao wasn’t wearing anything under her hakama. She was without panties. Continuing, beneath the open front of her dougi, she wore only a sarashi.

“This is how I always am under my dougi.”

I wonder if everyone is like that? Urusuke thought, his eyes lingering on the body still dripping with hot sweat.

“… Here?”

“Yeah. With me, all covered in sweat. Can you do it?”

Though it’s been mentioned several times already, the body of the girl named Hijiri Hanao is truly breathtaking.

From the opened front of her dougi, a sarashi wrapped around her chest to protect her nipples from friction slightly presses down on her violent, overwhelming breasts. Her toned abs are so defined that the muscles of her abdomen are clearly visible, and from her waist, her ass and thighs swell out in contrast. In the area between her legs, without any underwear, modest pubic hair can be seen.

Her entire body shimmered in the evening light pouring through the window, glistening with sweat and emitting a heavy scent of sweat and pheromones.

“… Fufu, hey, Kogi-senpai, what do you… mm!”

“What do you think?” Hanao’s words never made it out. Urusuke had bitten into her lips before she could finish.

“Mmm… nnngh… Slurp… nghh…!”

The man’s tongue didn’t just explore the surface of her lips, but the inside as well, ravaging them. The sweat that had gathered on her face was licked away, its scent and taste sending shivers through the man’s taste buds.

"Uah… nnf, slurp."

The brutal violation, which could scarcely be called a kiss, came to an end. Hanao’s face, dazed from the abrupt choking, trembled as her tongue flicked into the air, quivering with anticipation.

"You're insanely erotic, Hanao… Hanao!"

Urusuke had already sunk his teeth into Hanao’s sweat-slicked abs, his hunger evident as he pressed against her trembling form.

"Mm… nnf, like that, without any regard for appearances… ugh, nnngh!"

Urusuke's tongue traced the sweat-slicked contours of her body, slowly making its way to her cleavage. The sarashi loosened, and with its size, a particularly damp area was released. He drew in the scent and sweat, filling his lungs with the intoxicating fragrance.

"Hah… nn, r-really, you're hopeless… ugh. Up to here, but… t-there!"

With a firm grip, Urusuke seized Hanao’s right upper arm, lifting it effortlessly. What was revealed, of course, was her armpit—damp and slick, more so than even the cleavage. Without a moment's hesitation, his tongue traced toward that heated, sweat-slicked spot.

"Hh…! W-wait, my armpit… you're licking it…! Nngh!"

Hanao, her emotions a swirling blend of shame and excitement, surrendered to the violation without resistance. Her body, assaulted both physically and mentally, burned with desire, sweat flowing freely, each drop a testament to her heightened state. Moreover—

“U-ugh, uugh…!”

Her lower abdomen quivered as a flood of moisture, not sweat, gathered in her crotch.

I… I’ve climaxed… just from Kogi-senpai licking every inch of my body…!

Her own sweat, something that should have been wiped away as filthy, is being licked by her boyfriend. The forbidden thrill of it sends a shiver down Hanao’s spine.

"Hanao, is it alright now?"

As Urusuke unbuttoned his pants, his erection swelled, veins bulging visibly beneath the skin. From the base of his body, a thick, hardened spear of flesh emerged, eager to find its target.

"A-ahh… then, right there."

Hanao pointed to a plastic bench at the center of the room. As Urusuke sat down upon it, his erection naturally rose, thrusting upwards as if to pierce the sky.

Hanao watched, her breath catching as she swallowed nervously.

Ah… incredible… Kogi-senpai’s… th-this, inside me…

A tremor of fear stirred within her at the thought of what she was about to ‘request’ for. Yet, she recalled that vow—Everything that had been done to her mother… would now be done to her as well.

"Fuu… haa… ha… Kogi-senpai… would you… do it from behind… for me?"

"! Hanao…!"

"Fuu, haa… I… I cleaned myself… before club, so…"

This meant that she had taken the time to cleanse herself during her school day. Urusuke and Hanao both heard the distinct sound of his throat swallowing, his gaze fixed on her.

To tease him, she turned her back to him, positioning herself directly in front of him. She bent slightly, thrusting her hips—her crotch—towards him.

—Unsurprisingly, after hours of club activities and the intimate touches they’d shared earlier, Hanao was in an overwhelming state. The sweat and warmth trapped beneath her hakama, the pheromones stirred by her arousal, and the love juices that had accumulated.

"I-I… is it alright, Hanao?"

Her soft, plump thighs were spread wide, releasing a heavy, intoxicating scent that numbed the mind with its lewd allure. Hanao’s fingers pried open her anus, and the sensation intensified, becoming even more overwhelming.

“Y-yes… aaah, it’s so embarrassing, so embarrassing…! B-but, Kogi-senpai… my anus… my virgin asshole… please, defile it…"

The way she nervously uttered the obscene words he had taught her made Urusuke’s crotch stiffen with even greater urgency.

“Understood. Now, stay like that and lower your hips.”

In response to his command, the soft, full curve of her trembling ass lowered hesitantly. Urusuke gripped the base of his hardened spear, directing its tip not toward her sacred slit, but toward her waiting anus.

The tip of his spear met her secret entrance, and with a sharp, involuntary shudder, her hips trembled as Urusuke placed a steadying hand on her waist.

“Don’t worry, you’re properly open now. You’ve been practicing more since that time, haven’t you?”

“Ahh, Kogi-senpai’s hand… it’s so warm…”

Her voice was laced with relief as her hips lowered further.
Squish… the tip sank deep. Her flesh stretched and parted, and the thick, warm mass of him entered the passage meant for expulsion.

“Hi—ugh, mmm… aah, aaahh…! H-hi, ahh…”

Though her fingers were inside, they could not reach the unknown realm. The sensation in her anus, one she had never known in her life, made Hanao writhe with both pleasure and discomfort.

W-what overwhelming pressure! It’s a completely different sensation from being hit with a bamboo sword…! Ah, aaah, but…

A katana, hard and searing with heat, drove deep from her anus, cutting through to her lower abdomen.

C-could it be because it’s closer to the spine than to my vagina? The sensation of Kogi-senpai’s extraordinary thing seems to travel through my spine, reaching all the way to my brain…!

Before she realized it, Hanao’s soft ass was pressed tightly against Urusuke’s hips, the full length of him buried deep inside her.

“Aah, ahh, nnnh, aahh…”

A moan, one not born from her own volition, escaped her lips, and she leaned back against him. Without hesitation, he caught her, holding her steady in his arms.

“It’s in all the way. Inside, it’s tight and slick.”

“Mmm… Kogi-senpaai… nnh, mwah”

Hanao’s sweat-slicked body was held tightly from behind, offering her a sense of security. In that comfort, she begged for his kiss in a voice soft and trembling with desire.

Her vulnerability only made her more endearing, and as their lips met, Urusuke couldn’t help but apologize softly.

“Mmm… I’m sorry, Hanao. It’s all been secrets.”

“—It’s alright. This time,” Hanao said with a gentle smile, shaking her head. “My dear mother… she’s always carried some hidden sorrow, but ever since last night, it’s been lifted. … I’m sure, Kogi-senpai’s secret must have freed her from that shadow, don’t you think?”

Her smile pierced his chest, and Urusuke quickly averted his gaze, unable to meet her eyes.

“I wonder… if that’s the case, I would be happy.”

“It is. That’s why it’s alright. If my dear mother can smile, if Kogi-senpai loves me…”

In silence, Urusuke held Hanao’s body close, his heart swelling with an overwhelming affection for this girl that he could no longer contain.

“Kogi-senpai always says he wants to see me in my kendo uniform during morning practice. But I was always so focused on managing my sweat that I didn’t have time for anything else.”

After a moment of silence, it was Hanao who broke it, opening her mouth once more.

“R-Really?”

“Of course. What do you think a young woman’s sense of modesty means to you, Kogi-senpai?”

Oblivious to the fact that he had been making her feel that way, Urusuke only thought to himself, ‘Hanao looks so cute and cool in her kendo uniform.’

"Just… Kogi-senpai, during our intimate moments, would occasionally inhale my scent, and… lick me… I wondered, perhaps, if you enjoy things like this."

Still, the fear of rejection made it hard to seek confirmation. It was her maiden's heart that compelled her to say, "Please."

"Thank you, Hanao—I love you. What do you want to do? Will you take the lead, or should I handle it for you?"

To Urusuke, this question was intended as a lifeline. Yet, the unyielding self-discipline of the girl known as Hijiri Hanao went beyond what he could have imagined.

"Fufu, there's no need to be concerned, Kogi-senpai. Just watch my every move."

With those words, she straightened her back. Her legs still parted, she placed her hands on her knees, then slowly raised her hips.

"U-Ugh… k-Kogi-senpai's… c-cock…! It's scraping against my intestinal wall… ah…!"

She feels the motion of the glans scraping against her rectum. Withdrawing until only the tip remains, she slowly lowers it again. Urusuke moans in pleasure, his body trembling.

"Ugh… ooh, ah…!"

"Aah, ahh… it's going in…! My… asshole, ah… it's stretching… Kogi-senpai, it’s being stretched to fit your size…"

The sensation of her body being ‘changed’. To crave it, to willingly give herself to it— That forbidden thrill runs down her spine, making her entire body shudder.

Squeeeeelch, splaat, ploop, squelsh!

The wet, obscene sounds of the anal sex fill the locker room. Even without a full thrust—no, even with just a few centimeters of movement—the overwhelming pleasure leaves Hanao’s legs weak and trembling.

"Ugh… ugh, my insides… they're… burning…! Agh… ahhh! I-I’m cumming!"

And then, the moment of climax arrives. The tenth or so stroke. As her hips lift, her strength falters, and she collapses forward onto her knees. In that fleeting moment, the shaft drags across her insides as it withdraws.

"Hiii! Ugh… y-your cock, it's pulling out…! Agh! Hii… Grr."

Hanao collapsed to the floor, as though performing a dogeza, her exposed anus gleaming as she reached her climax. Her hips quivered, jerking uncontrollably, while her secret place gushed with fluid. Her body, slick with sweat, trembled in the aftermath.

The sheer degradation of the scene stirred Urusuke's desire to a fever pitch.

“Hanao…!”

Without hesitation, he descended upon her raised ass, his body pressing down as he sought to fill the void.

Sluuuuuurp!

"Ahh… aaahhh!! I-It's going all the way in, right to the deepest part!"

Still lingering in the aftershocks of her climax, Hanao's mind was suddenly jolted by an electrifying shock.

"Hanao, Hana, oh!"

"Ah! Aahhh! A-ah, hiiiin! Hii! Nn, aahhh!"

The merciless anal piston pounded down from above, plunging through her with brutal force. Each strike fell like a blow meant to drive her into the earth itself. And every time the thick shaft plunged to the deepest part of her body, breaching the curve of her intestines, heat burst from her vagina in a blinding wave.

W-what kind of torment is this?! I-I… with every thrust, I’m reaching my peak…! My ass, I’m climaxing through my asshole as if it were my pussy…!

Hanao was devoured from behind, gasping like a fish out of water as she stared blankly into the void, drool dripping from her mouth.

Urusuke showed no sign of stopping. Still thrusting into her, he took both of Hanao’s hands, pulling her up roughly before sitting down on the floor.

“Haaah!! S-s-so deeeeeep!”

Naturally, it delivers overwhelming stimulation to her deepest depths. A scream, neither of pain nor of pleasure, echoes through the air.

With a soft pop, something within Hanao breaks.

“K-Kogi… senpa… i…”

Drenched in tears, drool, and sweat, she turned to face him. Her smile, half-mad and delirious, curled at her lips as she spoke.

"Do it harder… more intensely…, b-break me…! …Love mee…"

Like my dear mother.

“—————!”

At her confession, Urusuke felt as though the limiter in his brain had been suddenly removed. His grip tightened around her hand as he rose to his feet.

“Hi-ugh, uugh!”

The female body was forced to rise in sync, as if controlled by an unseen force. Then—

A merciless thrust struck, accompanied by the sharp thud…! sound.

“Ahaaaah! I-I’s so stroooong!”

Her body was thrust upward, shifting forward with the force. But instantly, she was yanked back, her arm gripped tightly.

“Ah… uugh! Ahaaahn… I-It’s so intense! I’m being thrust into it like an animal! I’m cumming… ahaah… it’s long, pulling out and pushing in! I’m cumming again!”

Hanao’s footing was unstable, as if she were being drawn in by some unseen force. In this position, with no mercy, her anus was being relentlessly penetrated.

Urusuke, too, was approaching his limit. The tightness of her virgin insides squeezed him with such intensity, urging him toward climax.

The wet sounds of flesh and mucous grinding together, the sharp, explosive slaps of their hips and ass, echoed in quick succession.

“Ugh… Hana… o! I'm going to release it… right here…!

Urusuke’s hand slipped from Hanao’s, and with a rough, possessive grip, he seized her breasts. Then, with unrestrained strength, he yanked her toward him.

“—Hiiii-squeak!?”

The female body shivered with both pain and pleasure. And into that trembling form, the deepest thrust was driven in, as if forcing her entire body into it.

“Aaahah! I-It’s so deeeep!?”

The impact made her eyes roll back, her vision half-immersed in darkness. Yet, even in that disoriented state, Hanao could keenly sense the impending climax.

H-His cock… it’s growing hard, I can feel it! L-Let it out! Let your semen ouut!

As if their hearts were in perfect harmony. Passing through the rectum, the cloudy white fluid erupted at the entrance to the sigmoid colon.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaahah!”

Squeeeeelch! Thuuuud! Splat…!

“Ugh… ah!”

The overwhelming pleasure and release caused Urusuke’s vision to blur. Yet, as though to ensure he would never let go, he clenched the lewd flesh in his hand and pulled it closer, holding it tight.

“Aaaaahh! I-It’s strong… it’s so strooooong… both breasts and ejaculation! Ah, it's exploding inside me… Kogi-senpai’s ejaculation! It’s hitting my uterus from behind… aha… hiii, I’m cumming… cummiiing… uugh!”

As she described the sensations within her body in detail, Hanao’s vagina relentlessly reached climax after climax, secreting her love juices.

Her ejaculation continued, flowing in waves, pulsing with each release—five waves, six waves.

“Ah… ahaaah… s-slowly! I've been cumming the whole time, Kogi-senpai… h-help… aaa, I’m kummiing… still… in the middle of my climax… I can’t go home like this… hi-ah.”

Thump…! The woman, moaning with cries of bliss, was met with the relentless final strike.

“Ah… haaaa!”

Splash! A gush of fluid erupts, as though she had lost control. A colossal climax.

And with that, Hanao’s consciousness slipped away. What remained were the ecstatic convulsions of her body, moving instinctively in the afterglow.

“Fu… ugh…”

He slowly withdraws his spent shaft from the relaxed anus, the motion accompanied by a soft, slippery sound.

“Ah… haa… nn… ah…”

Reclining on the bench, the opening—wide and cavernous—made a soft plop sound, causing the semen to flow backward. That sudden sensation brought the unconscious woman’s body to its final climax.

 

While Hanao remained dazed for a long time even after regaining consciousness, it was Urusuke who ended up cleaning the changing room. Since it was a girls’ locker room, various sights inevitably caught his attention as he wiped. Pretending not to see them was no easy task.

"The humiliation from Kogi-senpai was overwhelming. --If my anus doesn’t close, take care of me for the rest of my life, Kogi-senpai…"

When she dropped it off, he was told something so terrifying.