A Private Cosplay Session

It was already 1:00am, when Tanaka finished to sew the sleeves. Ono had been lying on the sofa, waiting for Tanaka to give the signal and had gotten quite drowsy. So, when he called her to try on the just finished the costume, she stood up quietly and disappeared behind the canopy with the carefully assembled tissue.

For this year's Comifes, she was decided to perform her Cosplay as Shinka, from a new series called Catgirl Katsura. She saw that series just a few days earlier, and had fallen in love with her dress up. Despite the fact that it was a last minute decision, and would be hard to achieve on tine, Tanaka had been pleased to have a challenging costume to make for his favorite model. He couldn't wait to see her dressed in the magical girl's uniform, which he knew would not cover much of her skin.

She finally showed up, with the zipper open on her back, draped in silk veils that covered her shoulders and waist. Sōichirō gasped, dazzled by her beauty, surprised once again by the complete transformation of his girfriend, when she wore her costumes. Ono had transcended instantly her personality into that of the heroine she embodied.

« Could you help me closing this-nya? » She asked, playfully, waving her marine paws at her back.Tanaka quivered, as he smelled the soft skin of her neck, while lovingly sliding the zip up..

She went to the mirror, and tied her hair in two pigtails, on each side of her head. They were rather lose, and gave her a somewhat wild look. When she faced Tanaka again, Kanako's eyes sparkled with malevolence. She was no longer the shy girl who liked Cosplay, she had become a gorgeous righter of wrongs, with a strong personality, and a pushy trend.

Her hair dress now revealed a foxy face, and when she put on her neko mimi, she also put on a mischievous face. She walked over closer to where Tanaka had kept standing and took a daring pose, leaning on his desk. The panels of her clothes were barely covering her bossom, and Soichiro was submerged in appreciation of both his work and the emerging desire pounding through his body. He dropped in his black deskchair, as the Shinka-maiden displayed a feline grin, when she noticed his arousal.

She looked furtively under her boyfriend's desk. She seemed to think for a while, blushed, then swiftly bowed down and picked up a red ribbon that was lying on the floor, winded up. She had a glance of him.staring at her tights when she moved up again, and giggled at his embarassed face. She was quite embarassed herself however, surprised about her own confidence. She bowed over her lover, and asked:

« Do you trust me? »
« I do trust you », he replied in a whisper.
« Then, give me your hands », the catgirl murmured, gently leading him to rest his hand on the arms of his chair. Although she was still wearing cat gloves, she gracefully tied up his hands on the piece of furniture, before he had even understood what was happening.

Without a word, she slipped her hand under his shirt, and lifted it to drop a kiss on his tummy. Her soft lips skimmed over his skin, tickling and making him shudder. He could never guess at what moment she was going to actually press her lips against him, or just hover over the area. She was however dangerously closing in to his throwsers. When she reached down so far, she unbutonned the piece of cloth with her teeth, slowly, holding her furry hands on his chest.

Soichiro was shivering in urge, not knowing wether to believe or not what his senses told him. His clothes were soon gone. This was like a dream coming true. He felt for the first time her tongue explore his body, hesitantly, almost clumsily, but in a profound way. At first, it was mainly teasing and still a little tickling. The long hair of the girl also caressed his legs, and he could feel her breast moving between his knees, as she started with the main dish.

Shinka rapidly gained confidence in her skills, as she felt Tanaka twitch under her embrace. He was moaning softly, and his body was feeling warmer and warmer. The contact of her mouth gave him a burning feeling, and that heat radiated through his legs, into his toes. The pleasure was building up in him, and he started struggling against the improvised handcuffs that prevented him from patting her head, in between those cute cat's ears. He would have wanted to grab her head and guide her movements, but instead, she kept surprising him and stopping everything at the most unexpected moment.

This was teasing, and somewhat frustrating aswell. After a moment of this treatment, he felt like he would go crasy everytime she took a break. They were short, but he had the feeling that he would come anytime, and that she interrupted everything just as he was reaching the point of no return.

But then, just when he expected her to hold her movements again, she gave it the last blow. After having almost reached a climax several times, finally releasing all the tension seemed twice as intense as he had expected. He gasped, as she greedily drew every drop of semen left in him. She wouldn't let go for some minutes after he came, and he thought for a second, that he was going to die if she went on.

As he came back to his senses, still half stunned by the wave of joy that had overrun him, Ono was taking off her costume again, satisfied of the rôle playing she had enjoyed with it. Tanaka stared at her, and realised she had untied him, even though he couldnt tell at what point. He stood up, and held her in his arms.

That is when he noticed it. The lower part of the dress was stained with her wet, and they wouldnt have enough time left to wash and dry the delicate tissue on time for the show. Ono blushed, but now, her hair was hiding her eyes again, and Tanaka couldn't guess what she was thinking. He smiled, kissed her deeply, and took some ribbons on a table. He was still tired, but he was now filled with a new energy, that she left him like a present. He started adding the last details to the dress.

Ono lied down on the sofa, satisfied, daydreaming about the cosplay show that would start in a few hours. She trusted Tanaka for hiding the proof of their little game with his costume designing skills, secretly enjoying the idea of being the only ones to know about it, while fans would photograph her, in her awesome costume.
She fell asleep with these thoughts and a smile on her face.