Stealing Spree

Chapter 2709: Extended Time (3) *

Taking advantage of the fact that we were partly hidden in the corner and there were no other customers, I matched Maaya and Himeko’s boldness by sliding my hands down their backs, fingers dipping beneath the hems of their skirts to trace the warm curves of their asses.

Himeko’s lips clamped onto her spoon to muffle her soft moan. The scoop of strawberry gelato cooled her mouth, but it didn’t help prevent her cheek from turning red. Meanwhile, Maaya adjusted her seat, pushing us more into the corner, just to get more cover from outside.

”Shameless... pervert,” Her voice came out breathy, her hips shifted subtly to press my palm firmer against her squishy butt. With her panties being thin lace, it was easier to feel her roundness.

Himeko eventually clutched my thigh as she leaned closer, her strawberry-scented breath brushing against my neck, ”R-Ruki... y-you’re teasing us.”

The chauffeur’s silhouette loomed outside, his back turned like a sentinel, but close enough that one wrong glance could shatter our leafy veil. Still, the fact that he stood there was actually giving us more cover. And the risk only made my cock throb harder.

And given how they wanted to tease me back, it didn’t escape the two girls’ notice when it strained against my pants.

After feeding me another scoop from their spoons, their hands dropped on top of my groin. They fumbled with my zipper, freeing my cock for their hands to explore.

Himeko’s fingers trembled as she traced the throbbing length, like she was petting an animal. Maaya, bolder as always, wrapped her palm around the base, squeezing firmly enough to draw a groan from my throat.

”Shameless guy... Already this hard from a little feeding?” Maaya whispered, her matcha spoon returning to my mouth as she started pumping slowly, her thumb circling the tip where precum beaded like dew.

Her alpaca stuffed toy stared blankly from the table, its crooked bowtie askew, as if judging our depravity.

Soon, Himeko joined her sister’s endeavor, their fingers intertwining around my shaft in a messy, synchronized stroke.

”R-Ruki... It’s so hot... Pulsing...” Her voice was a hushed whimper as she leaned in with a strawberry gelato melting on her tongue.

I turned my face to her and met her outstretched tongue with mine before turning it into a quick yet slimy kiss. Her ass clenched under my palm as I slid lower, feeling the heat radiating from her sacred place.

The old woman behind the counter hummed an old tune, still oblivious to what we were up to in this corner.

I guess she respected her customer’s privacy.

Outside, the chauffeur glanced at his watch but not daring to peer through again. The fact that he could probably see a part of our heads sticking out was enough.

”Shameless guy, me too...” Maaya scooped my vanilla gelato and put it in her mouth. Then, while they worked together on increasing the rhythm of their strokes, she leaned.

I caught her tongue as it flicked out, the cold vanilla melting against the heat of her mouth. The gelato smeared between us, sticky and sweet, dripping down my chin as Maaya moaned softly into the kiss.

Just like this, our ice cream feeding became more intimate.

At one point, my fingers dug deeper under their skirts, one hand kneading Maaya’s firm ass cheek, the other slipping between Himeko’s thighs to press against the damp lace of her panties and teasing her sacred place.

She gasped, her body jolting as I rubbed slow circles over her clit through the fabric, feeling it swell under my touch.

”Shameless pervert... you’re gonna make us... hngh~ cum right here?” Maaya whispered when I also did the same for her.

Looking at our cups that were close to being finished, I replied with a teasing smile as I gestured towards the bathroom, “No. Not here. There.”

Upon saying that, I called out to the old woman behind the counter and asked, ”Auntie, can we use your bathroom? It’s a bit urgent.”

The old woman glanced up from wiping the counter. She nodded without missing a beat, jerking her thumb toward the back. ”Go ahead. You don’t need to ask me. That’s for customer use. Just don’t make a mess, dears. As you can see, we’re only a small shop, so you have to take turns.”

”Thank you. We’ll keep it in mind.” I replied with a polite smile while my cock continued throbbing from the two girls’ hold.

The old woman just waved us off with a chuckle, turning back to her counter as if she found it silly that we still had to ask her.

“Alright... We have to be discreet. So, who wants to go first?”

Someone had to keep watch outside and prevent suspicion, after all. I’ll pretend that I’ll only accompany them and wait at the door but in fact, I’ll enter alongside them.

Himeko’s hand tightened around my cock, her shy fingers squeezing once more before reluctantly releasing me.

Her cheeks burned crimson as her eyes darted toward the bathroom door. ”M-Me... first, Ruki. I... I can’t wait anymore.”

Maaya huffed softly, her palm lingering on my shaft as if staking her claim. ”Hmph. Fine, Nee-sama. But hurry. Shameless guy, don’t make me wait.”

Despite her tsundere tone, her thumb swiped over the precum-slick tip one last time before licking it seductively. The auntie at the counter probably thought what she licked clean was a stain from the gelato.

”Ya-chan... don’t tease him too much,” Himeko whispered, her voice breathy as she stood up to slide out from the corner. She grabbed my hand, pulling me up with her.

I quickly tucked myself back into my pants with a groan, half from frustration, half from the thrill, zipping up just enough to walk without the bulge being obvious.

Maaya stayed seated, grabbing her alpaca like a fluffy sentinel to watch over us. Her eyes followed us with a mix of jealousy and anticipation as she whispered once more. ”Don’t forget about me, idiot.”

The old woman glanced up as we passed by her and nodded.

Embarrassed a bit, Himeko hurriedly led me to the narrow bathroom area, her small hand trembling in mine.

The moment we slipped inside, Himeko spun into my arms.

The space was tiny. A single stall sink, a mirror clean enough for use, and a toilet stall squeezed against the wall. Barely room for two, which was perfect.

”R-Ruki...” As my arm wrapped around her back, Himeko’s lips crashed against mine in a desperate, strawberry and vanilla-sweet kiss.

Her tongue darted shyly at first, then bolder as she tangled with mine while her hands fumbled with my zipper again. In response, my hands slipped underneath her skirt, cupping her ass firmly.

The girl let out a soft moan from the sensation. But that didn’t stop her from freeing my cock fully this time.

It sprang out, throbbing angrily from their earlier strokes. The tip was still glistening as new precum pooled on it.

Himeko broke the kiss as she dropped to her knees, settling on the cool tile floor without hesitation.

With her eyes filled with desire, she muttered with an innocent awe mixing with raw hunger. ”It’s... so big... Pulsing for me...”

”Always for you, Himeko.” I gently patted her head as I threaded my fingers through her soft hair, guiding her forward.

Her lips parted, tongue flicking out to lap at the precum beading on the head before fully taking in the entire head, sucking it like a lollipop.

From there, she took me in slowly, inch by inch, her mouth hot and wet around my shaft. Her cheeks hollowed and puffed up alternately as she bobbed her head, eagerly sucking while her saliva dried down to her chin and onto her uniform blouse.

”Mmmph... Ruki... I miss this...” She mumbled around me in between her gasping for breath. And as if sucking on me wasn’t enough, her hand cupped my balls, rolling them gently while the other stroked what her mouth couldn’t reach.

She was adorable like this and... the sensation was pushing me close to the brink.

Outside, I heard Maaya’s muffled voice through the thin door, probably chatting with the old woman to cover for us. ”Y-Yes, oba-san, the matcha is delicious...”

That girl... can she act naturally?