One hour later …
Saya and Zhao Yang's room
Saya entered her room and sighed, feeling very satisfied with Chojiro's massage and ... the accompaniment. She saw her old friend, Zhao Yang, standing in front of the bed that they agreed to share. The little girl tried her hardest to decide which swimsuit to wear, as the DWG members were already in the pool. "Oh my," Saya joked when she saw the swimsuits on display. They were bikinis, but they were a little shy. "Feeling a little bold, aren't you?"
Zhao Yang blushed and gasped in surprise. She felt a little embarrassed at being taken by surprise. Zhao Yang, the leader of the Espionage Squad ... She was so involved in deciding what to wear that she didn't notice Saya coming ... "Lady Saya! I uh ..." She saw the happy look on her mentor's face and bowed his head. "You uh ... look good." Looking at her, she saw that Saya was practically shining, making her beauty even more apparent.
Sitting at the foot of the bed, Saya stretched out her arms. "I just got back from my massage with Chojiro. It was ..." Saya couldn't help but smile when she remembered Chojiro on top of her, hitting her pussy with total abandon, "Very good."
The short woman bristled with rage. 'That brat put his hands on Lady Saya's body! I'll cut off his hands for that! ' If she knew how well Chojiro knew Saya's body, there was no doubt that she would break the boy in two.
The Goddess of Lightning saw the angry look on Zhao Yang's face and patted her on the shoulder. "Aww! Don't hit him too hard until you try!"
"Lady Saya, I wouldn't even dream of letting that boy touch me." Zhao Yang scoffed.
"Oh?" Saya made an innocent girl face. "You should have told me that before I asked you for a massage from him."
Zhao Yang's ears burned as blood ran down her face. "What? Lady Saya!"
Smiling, Saya stood up. "You are scheduled for an hour from now. I would start to let go if I were you." She advised, patting Zhao Yang on the head. "Don't worry, Zhao Yang. It will be fun!" She grabbed one of the bed's bikinis and handed it to her. "By the way, I think you'll look better in this one."
Zhao Yang continued to blush as she left the room with her bikini to try it on. Watching her go into the bathroom, Saya smiled before picking up something she had brought with her. She knew that Zhao Yang was always a little tense. And with a little help from Chojiro she was sure that Zhao Yang would have more time.
She pulled out a bottle and continued to smile. Leaving the room, she sneaked into Chojiro's massage room. She was pleased to see that Chojiro was not among the customers. Sneaking into the room, she quickly opened one of the cabinets and found the jar of oil that Chojiro used. With a sly smile, she switched pots and then labels. Fortunately for her, the pots were the same size, which means that Chojiro wouldn't notice the difference.
She left the room before anyone noticed. "Now then. This should help you relax ..." She smiled as she entered her hotel room. Zhao Yang was still in the bathroom, embarrassed by the bikini. "This must be fun ..." Saya smiled as she took another bikini from Zhao Yang.
"Huh, I think I would be fine with that ..."
One hour later …
Chojiro Massage Room
Opening the door, Chojiro entered the room, feeling a little nervous. He had taken a shower to clean up his stink of consultation sex with Saya and now he had to massage Zhao Yang of all people.
Sitting at the table in a fluffy white robe, the little woman looked at Chojiro with suspicious eyes. "Let's clarify one thing, Chojiro Yanagi," said Zhao Yang. "I'm only here because Lady Saya insisted on that."
Chojiro sighed. He hoped that, after all he had done for the Devil Society, Zhao Yang would loosen him up instead of being constantly aggressive. "I understand. I will do my best to keep you satisfied," he said.
"As much as you are wasting my time, you better do it yourself.", Zhao Yang scoffed before undoing her cloak tie.
For the second time today, Chojiro saw a woman in her birthday suit. Her face went red again when Zhao Yang discovered everything in front of him, her robe slipping off her shoulders to reveal her nakedness. "Um ... Zhao Yang, why are you naked?" he asked.
Covering his female parts with his arms, Zhao Yang looked away awkwardly. "Lady Saya advised me to be naked ..." she said.
Chojiro wanted to face her palm. 'Of course Saya would say that. She is one of the greatest perverts of the Devil Society. Deciding to end this, Chojiro patted the table. "Okay, Zhao Yang. Lie down for me."
Zhao Yang silently lay on his back while Chojiro got ready. He opened the cupboard and took out his pot of oil, pouring it into a bowl for him.
'This is weird ...' he noticed as he set the bowl down, the smell of the oil visibly different. The oil usually smells like lilacs. Why does it smell so different? He ignored it, imagining that his affair with Saya was the cause of it, never dreaming that Saya would change his oil for something else. Deciding to start work, Chojiro dipped his hand in the oil and dripped on Zhao Yang's back.
The captain sighed as Chojiro's hands worked the folds in his shoulders. She had to admit that Saya was right in this case; Chojiro was very good with his hands. She sighed heavenly as Chojiro massaged her upper back, the boy frowning at how tense the woman was. "You are really tense," he said.
"Get back to work." Zhao Yang turned his head and bit his lip when he felt his skin heat up. 'Mmmhh ... his hands ...' she thought, her head fogging up as Chojiro continued to massage her. Chojiro dripped more and more oil on her back, trying hard to undo all the knots on her back. As Chojiro descended, his mind started to go to some dark places. 'Just a little lower ...' she couldn't help but think as Chojiro moved closer and closer to her ass. But she was disappointed when Chojiro removed her hands and stood. She moaned again when Chojiro massaged her feet, holding the pillow while her body burned with heat.
Chojiro noticed Zhao Yang's moans and knew something was wrong. He knew he had some ability to massage women, but something didn't seem right because of those moans. He also noticed that her hands looked strange. But most importantly, he was also getting excited. He had never really thought of Zhao Yang as sexy, but now his agile and athletic body, along with his surprisingly round ass made Chojiro's blood start to flow south. 'Control yourself, Chojiro,' said the boy to himself as he massaged his thighs, his hand dangerously close to his femininity. 'She is not Saya. She would kill me if I did anything. In addition, she is probably super relaxed now that she undid the folds in her back and shoulders. '
But that was not why Zhao Yang was holding the pillow and trying his best to control his breathing. His vision was blurred. Every piece of skin touched by Chojiro's hands made his body ache. 'It's soooooooooooooooooooooooo good ...' she thought, her body burning with excitement. Her eyes closed when she felt Chojiro's hands move closer to his aching groin. 'Closer ... closer ... just a little more ...'
Then there was a knock on the door.
Zhao Yang mentally cursed when Chojiro stopped massaging. The boy placed a small towel over her ass to cover it before apologizing. "One second, Zhao Yang. I'll be right back." Moving away from the sweating and panting Zhao Yang, he silently left the room.
Lying on the table, Zhao Yang was burning. His cunt was aching to be touched. She didn't know how or why, but ... but Chojiro's massage lit a fire inside her. And she knew there was only one way to suppress that warm feeling inside her ...
Pulling the towel from her butt, Zhao Yang got up and lay on his back, keeping his eyes on the door to make sure he wasn't caught. Opening his legs, Zhao Yang plunged his hand into his chest, his fingers circling her hardened nipples, his breath hitched when she felt how sensitive they were. She bit her bottom lip as her hand moved down, past her toned stomach and reaching for her honey. Making sure that Chojiro had not returned, she started to rub her wet lips, gasping when the pleasure started to grow inside her. "So good ..." she breathed. "Ohhh ..."
Her free hand held her breast while her hand continued to rub her cunt. Sweat ran down her body, arching her back as she stuck two fingers into her vagina. She threw her head back as her hand picked up the pace, the pleasure inside her reaching its crescendo.
Unfortunately for her, it was at that moment that Chojiro reentered the room.
Previously…
Chojiro was grateful for the distraction. He was finding it increasingly difficult to control her angry emotions. He left the room and took a deep breath, letting the air conditioning in the hall cool him.
Koneko, who was behind the interruption, smiled at his employee. "Sorry to bother you, Chojiro, but I wanted to ask if you could clean up the showers at the pool later tonight?" she asked.
"Yes," Chojiro said quickly. "I have no problem."
"Splendid. I hate to leave you to work, since you're already massaging enough, but our caretaker will be gone in an hour." She patted Chojiro on the shoulder. "I'll let you finish your friend's massage."
Koneko left Chojiro, unaware of the boy's flushed look. The boy readjusted his pants, trying to make his erection lessen before returning to Zhao Yang. When he returned to the room, however, his erection returned.
He was surprised to see Zhao Yang at the table, masturbating in front of him without caring about the world. At the sight of the woman, usually bad and abrasive, with a silly smile on her face as she dipped her fingers into her wet pussy.
Chojiro knew that he should look away, that he should leave or get Zhao Yang to control himself. But frankly, he couldn't look away. His cock throbbed as he watched until he finally couldn't take it anymore. 'Damn it!' Locking the door behind him, he stripped off his clothes and walked over to the masturbating captain.
Zhao Yang gasped when he saw Chojiro standing next to her naked, but her shock turned to lustful joy when he dipped his hand into the oil and poured it over her chest, her body getting hotter. Chojiro silenced her moan with a deep kiss, mentally hoping that she wouldn't punch him in the face. The two moaned on each other's lips before he smiled at Zhao Yang. Already encouraged after fucking Saya, Chojiro climbed on the table and knelt behind Zhao Yang. "I haven't finished massaging you." Chojiro whispered, holding her breasts with oily hands.
"Ohhhhh ..." Zhao Yang groaned, spreading his legs wider as he continued to dedicate himself. She felt Chojiro's manhood rub against her ass and leaned back, placing his thick shaft between her cheeks.
Chojiro licked her neck, dragging his tongue across her sweaty skin as his hands caressed her breasts. He had to admit, Zhao Yang was bigger than he expected, his round melons firmer than Saya's.
The thin woman rolled her head back over Chojiro's shoulders when Chojiro pinched her nipples, stretching out of her breasts. Her hand worked faster and faster, a dirty sound coming from her pussy. "Ahh! Ahhh! Ahhh!" she moaned lasciviously. "Ohhhhh!" With his whole body tingling, Zhao Yang closed his eyes tightly when the pleasure became more than a woman could handle. "I'm coming!"
While the woman had a lustful orgasm, Chojiro turned Zhao Yang's head and silenced her with a deep kiss, his tongue entwined with hers. He pinched her nipples hard, making Zhao Yang moan even louder in her mouth. His penis, still trapped between Zhao Yang's buttocks, throbbed wildly as the woman rubbed her booty on him. When they broke the kiss, he saw the lush fire still in her eyes and knew what she wanted.
Zhao Yang smirked when Chojiro bent her, getting on his knees, his butt held up. Chojiro flattened Zhao Yang's small ass and rubbed the head of his penis against her dripping pussy. For the second time today Chojiro experienced pure happiness when he pushed into Zhao Yang's cunt. Knowing that the room was soundproof, Chojiro tapped his penis on the captain hard and fast.
"OHHH!" Zhao Yang shouted, his small pussy stretched to the limit by Chojiro's thick circumference. "Yes! Oh yes!" she moaned, her face contorting with debauchery. She grabbed the edges of the table while Chojiro tamed her wet pussy. "Fuck me!" Truth be told, this was not his first time with a man, having taken pleasure in some of his soldiers in Saya's absence. But it had been a long time since she had been with a man and no one had ever fucked her with Chojiro's ferocity, the sensation of her pussy reshaped by his incredible cock. Her small ass quivered when Chojiro's hips hit her, her cheeks turning red with the hardness of Chojiro's thrusts.
"Cum!" Chojiro grunted, his grip on Zhao Yang's waist tight. The woman was so tight! His cock felt like it was being choked by Zhao Yang's cunt, its walls tightening around him with each slide inside her. He leaned over and pressed his chest to her back, spreading the oil from her back to his chest. His skin tingled when he started to rub sensuously with Zhao Yang. His hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them roughly as his hips drove his cock deep into Zhao Yang, fucking her like a wild animal.
"Yes! Give it to me!" Zhao Yang howled, an idiotic smile fucked all over her face. "Fuck my pussy!" She turned her head and the two kissed lasciviously. Zhao Yang resisted Chojiro's thrusts, feeling his body tense. "Ohhhh fuck, I'm going to come again!" she moaned. Unable to contain himself, Zhao Yang gave himself up to the pleasure that overwhelmed her. "OHHHHHHHHH!" she moaned, arching her back as she came, her pussy squeezing Chojiro's cock as it gushed.
"Ahhhh!" Chojiro moaned, coming out of Zhao Yang's squirting pussy, the pressure on his penis about to explode. Stroking his cock, Chojiro came quickly. His penis shot across Zhao Yang's ass, spreading his load. With his arms and legs giving way, Zhao Yang collapsed on the table, groaning like a bitch in heat while Chojiro covered his ass with his sperm.
Leaning back, Chojiro sighed and let his body cool. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed. He had no idea what happened to Zhao Yang, to make her do it. He didn't even know what had happened to him. He checked Zhao Yang and found that she was sleeping, dozing lightly. "One thing is for sure," he observed as he grabbed a towel to wipe Zhao Yang, wiping her fucking ass, "I hope she doesn't punch me in the face when she wakes up."
"Oh, I think she'll probably ask for a second massage."
Chojiro gasped and turned to see Saya, sitting on a chair in the corner, a big smile on her face. She wore Zhao Yang's bikini, making it look even smaller than it already was. "S-Saya!"
"Well, now," the Lightning Goddess smiled. "That was better than I expected."
Chojiro blinked. He didn't understand what she was saying. "What?"
"I wanted Zhao Yang to relax a little and let go. So, to help you with your massage ..." she held up the bottle of oil she had changed. "I took your bottle of massage oil and exchanged it for a powerful aphrodisiac that Bringd made for me."
"WHAT?!" Chojiro gaped. "I WAS USING AN APHRODISIAC ALL THE TIME!"
Getting up, Saya walked over to the open aphrodisiac pot and put the pot of massage oil back in place. "Sorry, but I thought it would help Zhao Yang to let you put your hands on her ... among other things. Don't worry," she said as she walked over to Chojiro and kissed his cheek. "I'll make sure she doesn't tell anymore. Hell, she'll probably think it was all a dream." Catching Zhao Yang naked, Saya winked at Chojiro. "Later, Chojiro."
Saya disappeared in a flash, carrying the naked woman back to the hotel room. Chojiro shook his head before putting the appropriate oil pot aside. He realized that Saya had left the aphrodisiac bottle and screwed it on, placing it on the back of the cabinet. Putting his clothes back on, the boy knew he needed another shower. He was relieved, at least, when he left the room knowing that his day was almost over. "At least I won't have to worry about anything else," he said, thinking that his strange day was over ...
But it's not over yet ...
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