Eiken:Your Porn Journey

Chapter 2a-Kirika Misono dressing(Kirika the Temptress pt.1)

You open the door to find Kirika Misono in the middle of dressing. Your jaw hangs open as you look stupefied at Kirika sitting on the couch topless, wearing a black lace bra with her reaching out to the other side of the couch for a lime green sweater. You try your best to hold back a nosebleed as you gaze at Kirika’s abundant bosom that barely fit into the black lace bra she’s wearing. Kirika’s shocked expression quickly changed to a mischievous smirk.

“Densuke! You perv!,” Kirika said with an amused chuckle.

You quickly turn around averting your eyes and closing the door.

“S-s-sorry. I guess I should have knocked,” you stammer apologetically.

As you hear Kirika’s laughter die down and some shuffling noises you assume are her getting dressed, You looked down to see a slight bulge in your pants. You hope to god that the purple haired amazon behind you didn’t notice your budding erection

“Okay, Densuke. You can turn around now,” Kirika said, “I’m dressed.”

You pause and think for a minute, reviewing Kirika’s behavior since you’ve known her.

“How do I know you’re not stripped down further just to tease me?” you asked.

Kirika let out an annoyed sigh, “It’ no fun when you jump to the punch line like that.”

You hear more shuffling from behind you and when it stopped, Kirika sighed and said, “Ok, I’m fully dressed now.”

You take a chance and turn around. Fully dressed was a bit of a loose term. Kirika was dressed in one of her modified school uniforms, probably the most modest one you had seen on her. The uniform consisted of a tight, lime green sweater vest, a purple micro skirt, and thigh high black stockings. 

“So, Densuke. What are you doing here early?” She asked.

“Oh, no reason,” You say trying to convincingly lie.

Kirika doesn’t buy your false honesty, “You came to see Chiharu, didn’t you?”

“Well...yeah,” You admit, scratching the back of your head nervously.

“What were you gonna do?” Kirika asks, getting off the couch, “Did you finally get the balls to ask her to be your girlfriend?”

You’re a bit annoyed by the way she talks about you growing a pair and tell her, “Yes. I am going to ask her about that.”

Kirika smiles as she walks over to you. As she slowly comes towards you, You can help but notice her huge breasts bouncing in the tight green vest. Her mounds shaking with every step she took. You swallow hard and begin to back towards the door.

“Well, I’m happy for both of you,” She says continuing to advance upon you, “I’ve been trying to play match maker for you two for a while now.”

This comment brings up memories of many of the bizarre schemes she brought you into with the idea that it would bring you and Chiharu closer together but mostly ended up with you in trouble or having Chiharu slightly dislike you more.

“However now that it’s finally here, I’m a bit sad,” Kirika stated barely five feet away.

You start to become a bit more nervous and aroused as Kirika comes even closer. She stops right up in front of you, her putting her hand on the door frame behind you, her form almost towering above you and the cleavage from her v-neck sweater staring you in the face.  

“R-really? W-why are you sad?” You query, your eyes almost unable to leave Kirika’s canyon. 

Kirika looks down at you with a smirk.

“Well Chiharu and you are going to be an item, now. Meaning you’re limited to only one girl for a while. You won’t get to experience other women but,” Kirika’s tone shifted to a softer, sexy, husky tone, “Maybe you can get some experience before you talk to Chiharu.”

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