Chapter 76

“Nao, why is the bag so bulging?” Shirakawa Natsu pointed to the plastic bag that Jingu Nao was holding in her arms like a precious treasure.

“Xia Ke, you can’t go back on your word. I mustered up a lot of courage to buy this.” Jingu Nao hugged the plastic bag tightly, pouting. “When I paid, the cashier gave me a strange look.”

Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. He immediately thought of the CD that Jingu Nao had shown him, as well as the bag full of props, and his heart skipped a beat.

I quickly peered through the plastic bag and saw transparent, crystal-like objects inside.

He recognized this; it was one of the tools used to open the back.

Shirakawa Natsu’s gaze fell on Jingu Nao’s shapely buttocks, which were covered in sheer black stockings.

Her waist was so slender that it could be encircled by two hands; I imagined the scene of hugging her shapely buttocks in black stockings from both sides.

No wonder the shop assistant looked at her with envy; who wouldn’t envy such a beautiful girl?

It’s pretty perverted, but he likes it.

Thinking of this, the urge to go home grew stronger: “Driver, please drive faster.”

“Hehe~ Summer is so nice.” Jingu Nao laughed and stuck her foot out of the small leather boot, rubbing her toes against his calf.

“Nao, you’re so sexy.” Shirakawa Natsu grabbed her delicate foot and whispered in her ear.

“Hehe.” Nao Jingu took the opportunity to stick out her little tongue and lick his lips.

The taxi sped through the night, and Jingu Nao took out her phone and quickly tapped on the screen.

“Nao, what are you doing?” Shirakawa Natsu asked curiously.

“I’m texting a friend.” Nao Jingu smiled, put away her phone, and snuggled into his arms.

“Nao has friends too.” Shirakawa Natsu hugged her. In all the time they’ve known each other, he had never seen her get close to anyone.

Holding her soft, slender body in his arms, he no longer cared about the text message. Who wouldn’t like a sexy, beautiful, and fun-loving girlfriend?

The taxi was parked downstairs at the apartment building.

Shirakawa Natsu, with her arm around Jingu Nao’s slender waist, took the elevator to the twelfth floor and paused for a moment as the doors opened.

Kimura Momo stood in the aisle, looking at him with a gentle smile, a stick held up to her lips, signaling him to be quiet.

“Why is this guy here?” Shirakawa Natsu’s heart pounded. Was this lecherous fox a dog?

I was about to drive my girlfriend’s car today, and she came right after smelling the scent.

She witnessed this embarrassing scene the whole time, and it was so shameful.

But he dared not make a sound, and with a dark expression, he was pulled into the apartment by Jingu Nao.

He wanted to lock her outside, but found that the cunning fox was agile and slipped inside the moment he opened the door.

He dared not make any sudden movements, lest Jingu Nao notice something amiss.

Kimura Momo entered her own home, took off her high-heeled sandals and put them in the shoe cabinet, then walked barefoot into the living room.

Shirakawa Natsu sent a message to Miyuki saying that she wouldn’t be coming back tonight.

Kanna Hojo was provoked tonight, and perhaps the two of them are planning to take the opportunity to make love in a hotel.

More than anything else, he was interested in Kimura Momo, who was already sitting leisurely on the sofa with her legs crossed and her hands on her thighs, looking like she was waiting for a great performance.

Meanwhile, the pretty young Jingu Nao was completely unaware of anything. With a slightly flushed face, she took a CD out of the plastic bag and ran to the player.

The luxury apartment is equipped with an 80-inch TV and a complete sound system, which is absolutely top-notch in terms of viewing experience.

Jingu Nao blushed, unzipped her skirt, and the skirt slid down her long legs to the ground.

She then took out several wrapped pantyhose from the plastic bag and waved them in front of Shirakawa Natsu: “Natsu, do you like fishnet stockings, garter stockings, or open-crotch stockings? I’ve bought them all.”

“Ahem.” Shirakawa Natsumi thought this must be some kind of embarrassing play, and lowered her head slightly: “Just wear what you like.”

“Hehe, then let’s go with garter stockings, they’ll match better.” Jingu Nao sat on the sofa, wearing only underwear, her legs long and straight. She lifted her legs in front of Shirakawa Natsu and ran her toes down his abdomen, her voice seductive: “Natsu, come help me put them on.”

“Um, this isn’t really appropriate.” Shirakawa Natsu’s expression was strange. These stockings came with matching underwear, meaning he would have to take off the ones he was wearing. He then looked at Kimura Momo, who still had a gentle smile on her face as she looked at the two of them.

Who exactly is the blond guy?

Jingu Nao didn’t give him time to be shy; she spread her toes and rubbed them against his body.

If we keep going like this, we’ll definitely embarrass ourselves.

Shirakawa Natsumi could only grab her long legs and change her stockings.

The sheer black pantyhose, as they slid down my thighs, revealing glimpses of fair skin, had a strangely soothing effect.

I guess you get used to shame once you gradually lose it.

This is why many girls who are initially shy about holding hands eventually want to use every kind of prop at once.

He gradually got used to Kimura Momo’s gaze, and besides, Jingu Nao’s long legs felt so good to touch that he gradually became immersed in it.

After changing into garter stockings, Jingu Nao’s entire aura became much more assertive and powerful.

Shirakawa Natsu swallowed hard, a strange sense of anticipation rising within her as she prepared to open the back door to this super cool girl.

The sound came from the big screen, accompanied by a familiar melody.

The scene then shows several super-stylish women wearing lace stockings or fishnet stockings. Each of them wears a mask that covers half of their face, sticks out their tongues, and licks their bright red lips.

Before them stood a slender, handsome young man, his eyes filled with fear as he watched the women approach.

“Natsu~” Jingu Nao had already hugged him from behind, lying completely on top of him, and breathing into his ear.

“Uh…” Shirakawa Natsumi’s lips twitched. She turned her head and said with a strange expression, “This is a little different from what I imagined.”

Upon hearing this, Jingu Nao narrowed her eyes slightly, then stretched out a pair of long legs from behind her waist, wedging them between Shirakawa Natsu’s feet, preventing him from closing them: “Natsu, do you want to back out?”

“No.” Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback and wanted to explain, but suddenly found that her hands were tied behind her back with a pink rope, and Jingu Nao, who was wearing stockings, suddenly looked like a mature and sophisticated woman.

“Holy crap.” Shirakawa Natsumi realized something was wrong at this point. Where was my sexy yet innocent girlfriend?

Why did she suddenly become such a super cool and mature woman?

On television, the women had taken out various props and surrounded the thin boy, emitting screams and gasps from the speakers.

With the 80-inch speakers, it felt like being there in person; this is what they call immersive experience.

“Wait, Nao, you can’t do this.” Shirakawa Natsu looked at Kimura Momo, who still had that gentle smile, but there seemed to be a light in her eyes.

This discovery shocked him; it was no longer just about being anally penetrated by Nao Jingu.

If this lecherous fox finds the door to a new world, she’ll have way more fun than Nao Jingu.

“Good girl, be good.” Jingu Nao picked up a transparent object, stuck out her tongue and licked it, leaving glistening saliva.

“Wait, Nao!” Shirakawa Natsumi suddenly had a strong survival instinct. She glanced at the smiling Kimura Momo and hurriedly said, “I think these things should be done gradually. If we rush things, it will affect our relationship.”

Jingu Nao put down the transparent object and asked with a smile, “But I think the atmosphere is quite nice right now~”

At this moment, the plot playing on TV had entered its first climax, and the immersive experience of the sound system in the living room made the air seem to have a dreamlike quality.

“Absolutely not, I can agree to anything else.” Shirakawa Natsumi stated his position. If Kimura Monae hadn’t been there, he wouldn’t have resisted so fiercely. At the same time, he widened his eyes to show his determination to never submit.

Jingu Nao’s gaze swept across his face, then inadvertently glanced at the spot where Kimura Momo was sitting, her eyes filled with provocation.

Kimura Momo remained smiling.

Jingu Nao narrowed her eyes slightly, but when she looked at Shirakawa Natsu, she regained her innocence: “Natsu said that as long as I don’t do anything behind you, you’ll listen to me today.”

“Yes.” Shirakawa Natsu quickly nodded.

Jingu Nao smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons, and she reached out to untie the pink bandages from Shirakawa Natsu’s wrists.

Shirakawa Natsumi let out a long breath, finally relieved that he didn’t have to go through those shameful things, but he didn’t withdraw his hand yet.

He lost his balance and fell onto the sofa.

He then noticed that Jingu Nao had not only untied the ropes, but in that instant, she had also pulled down his pants and tied his legs together with his knees bent backward.

“Nao, you.” Shirakawa Natsumi spoke, only to find her vision blurring and her hands, which had just been freed, were tied back and her feet together again.

He was completely dumbfounded. “Nao, how come you’re so skilled?”

“Hehe~” Jingu Nao threw Shirakawa Natsu, who was tied up like a ball, onto the sofa, and then pressed her body against him.

Shirakawa Natsu tried to move, but found that Jingu Nao’s technique was extremely skillful. His whole body felt as if it were bound together by countless threads, and he couldn’t move even if he wanted to. It was as if he was fixed in place.

Jingu Nao spread her legs and straddled him. Shirakawa Natsu could clearly feel that she was in particularly good spirits today.

Shirakawa Natsu couldn’t see that Jingu Nao, head held high, was smiling at Kimura Momo, her eyes filled with madness. She swayed her body while her lips moved silently, saying, “Do you like this position?!”

Shirakawa Natsumi was filled with shame. Her girlfriend had no idea that that lecherous fox had seen her like this.

He just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

While Shirakawa Natsu was still feeling ashamed, she suddenly heard footsteps. It was Kimura Momo. She stood up from the sofa and stepped barefoot on the floor.

Jingu Nao smiled victoriously and mouthed, “Don’t go! Look at the person you like more!”

Kimura Momo simply smiled, walked slowly to Jingu Nao, and to Jingu Nao’s surprise, suddenly opened her mouth and kissed her.

“?” Nao Jingu paused her swaying motion.

“?” Shirakawa Natsu was equally bewildered.

What is this lecherous fox up to?