The tension froze our movements, and my gaze remained fixed on the door where the knocking sound had come from, wondering if it would open.
Despite the urgency of getting dressed and sorting out the situation, perhaps because we were flustered, Yura and I just stood there, staring at the door.
“Is A in there?”
The voice from outside belonged to the manager, whom we hadn’t seen earlier because he had stepped away from the counter when I arrived for work.
“Ah, yes! I just got here and I’m changing my clothes.”
Fortunately, since the manager hadn’t seen me right after I arrived, he didn’t know I was here. Normally, he would’ve opened the warehouse door and come in by now, but since he knew it was around the time I’d arrive, he must’ve knocked just in case.
“Really? Have you seen Yura? She’s not in the kitchen.”
At the mention of Yura’s name, my gaze turned to her. She glanced at me, and for a moment, I felt the walls of her pussy tighten around me.
“! Maybe she stepped out somewhere? She was here just a moment ago.”
“Is that so? Take your time changing and come out. There aren’t many customers today.”
“Got it.”
When I lied about not seeing Yura, the manager spoke in his usual calm tone, and the sound of his footsteps gradually faded. Once the presence beyond the door was no longer noticeable, the tension finally eased.
“See, I told you we shouldn’t do it in the warehouse.”
“You were the one who shoved it in so quickly.”
I couldn’t argue with that, and I wasn’t in a position to say anything to Yura either.
It was a situation where I could’ve easily refused, but I gave in to temptation and ended up penetrating her.
“Should we stop for now?”
Since the manager came and went, someone else might come in. They wouldn’t necessarily knock like the manager did, and if someone were to walk into the warehouse without warning, things would spiral out of control.
But the longing in Yura’s eyes made it impossible for me to stop.
“You’re such an incredible woman.”
“Is that a compliment?”
I pressed my body against hers, my chest against her back, and our lips met in a kiss. My hips began to move again, starting the piston-like thrusts, and the walls of her pussy, which had tightened earlier due to the tension, now felt even more pleasurable around my cock.
“Mmph, mm, uh, hnngh…”
Yura, who was taking my cock while kissing, let out a continuous stream of lewd sounds, her face flushed with ecstasy. Seeing her like that, I couldn’t calm my excitement and soon increased the speed of my thrusts.
Squelch, squelch—the obscene sounds of friction echoed in the quiet warehouse, blending with the soft music playing from the café lobby.
The situation of having sex with a uniformed Yura in the café warehouse made me immerse myself even more in the act, and I enjoyed the pleasurable sensations as I groped her large breasts freely.
“Ahh, ah! It feels so good. It’s reaching deep inside.”
“Don’t make too much noise. What if we get caught?”
“But it feels so good, hnngh, what can I do?”
After thoroughly enjoying Yura’s pussy, I used one hand to grope her chest while covering her mouth with the other. Fortunately, it seemed the manager hadn’t heard anything earlier, but letting Yura moan freely like this was dangerous.
With her mouth muffled, I continued my thrusts, and her muffled moans of pleasure seeped through my fingers.
“Mmph, hnn, ugh, hnngh!”
Ironically, having her mouth covered made Yura let out even more unrestrained sounds, and the faint noises escaping her lips stimulated me further, making my thrusts rougher.
Since Yura liked rough sex, I increased the pace to a level where she could feel satisfied.
“Hnngh, ugh, hnn! Hnngh!”
With one hand covering her mouth and the other groping her chest while thrusting into her, it felt like I was forcing myself on her.
Moreover, the fact that we were having sex in a place we shouldn’t further fueled my instincts, and soon, I felt the urge to cum. I pressed my hips against hers, burying my cock as deep as I could inside her.
“Hnnghhh!!”
As Yura arched her back in climax, I ejaculated inside her, feeling her pussy squeeze my cock tightly. The way her walls clenched around me made it clear how much she enjoyed having me inside her.
‘Just how lewd is she?’
I marveled at Yura’s depravity as I poured a considerable amount of semen into her womb before pulling out.
“Hahh, it feels so good. My belly’s full.”
Yura panted with satisfaction, and as the semen I had just ejaculated began to flow out of her pussy, I quickly grabbed some tissues from the warehouse. But I was a step too late—the semen had already dripped onto her underwear, which had slid down to her thighs.
“What now? Your panties are soaked.”
“Huh?”
Yura, who had gotten up and seen the semen dripping from her pussy onto her panties, simply pulled them back on.
“It’s fine. I’ll just work like this for the day.”
Seeing Yura’s lewd smile as she said this, I realized once again just how much more perverted she was than I had thought.
“You’re really something.”
“Is that a compliment?”
“It’s a compliment.”
Yura flashed a bright smile, and despite her lewdness, she looked incredibly beautiful.
“Get dressed and come out. I’ll head out first.”
Yura left the warehouse and headed to the kitchen, and after watching her leave, I quickly changed into my uniform.
After that, the day went on surprisingly as usual. I handled tasks in the kitchen and dealt with orders coming from the counter. Yura, having relieved her desires, seemed to be in better condition than usual.
At one point, she approached me and said, “There’s still cum inside me,” which instantly aroused me. There was a thrilling sense of unease knowing that we had a dirty secret only the two of us were aware of, and it seemed to excite me.
“We’re done!”
After the tense part-time shift ended, as soon as I left the café after changing, Yura linked her arm with mine.
“How are you down there?”
“It’s still wet. Want to check?”
“Here?!”
Even though it was a secluded area, there was no way to check in the middle of the street, and her sudden suggestion left me at a loss for words. Yura quickly leaned into my embrace and grabbed my hand, guiding it into her pants.
I felt the softness of her buttocks in my hand, and while conscious of our surroundings, I clumsily touched her panties, slowly moving my hand downward.
The wetness I felt confirmed that Yura’s panties were still damp, and I quickly pulled my hand out, showing her the wet fingers.
“Yeah, it’s definitely wet.”
“I was so excited the whole time I was working, my heart was racing.”
Yura, with a faint pink glow in her eyes, sucked and licked my wet fingers before looking up at me, satisfied. As Yura had said, she was incredibly aroused right now.
To put it more bluntly biologically, she was in heat.
Yura linked her arm with mine again, and with a cheerful smile, I headed toward her place with her.
We had already planned to drink together, so alcohol was ready at her place, and all we needed to do was bring ourselves.
After entering the door code and stepping inside, the moment the door closed, Yura pushed me against the wall and swiftly pulled down my pants.
By this point, it wasn’t surprising, and as Yura pressed her chest against me on the way over, my cock, which had been erect, now stood proudly in front of her.
“Were you looking forward to this, A?”
“Do you even need to ask whose fault it is that I’m like this?”
“Of course I know.”
After licking her lips with her tongue, she took my cock into her mouth and began to suck.
Even though it probably had a slight fishy smell since we hadn’t properly cleaned up after our earlier session, Yura sucked it without any hesitation, giving it her full attention.
“Schlurp, hnngh, hmm. Ugh. Hnngh.”
Yura’s face was slightly flushed as she gave me a blowjob with the same eagerness as if it were our first time that day.
“You really like my cock, huh?”
“Hnngh, hmm, of course.”
After pulling my cock out of her mouth, Yura looked up at me with a lustful gaze, continuing to stroke it with her hand. I helped her stand up.
At the same time, I pulled down her pants a bit, exposing her lower half, which had been carrying my cum all day. The cum that had been inside her stretched out, and I spread her legs while standing, inserting my cock into her and lifting her slightly.
“Hnghhh!”
Hanging onto me as my cock entered her, Yura let out moans that were just as unrestrained as they had been in the café. I supported her buttocks with both hands to make sure she didn’t get hurt.
Just like Yura, who had been aroused all day carrying my cum inside her, I was also excited knowing that she had been carrying my cum all day while working. The way she pressed against me on the way home only fueled my sexual desire.
The moment we entered her place, I was ready to have sex right away, but Yura had beaten me to it.
“Hnngh, hahh! Thi-this position feels so good. Your cock is reaching so deep inside.”
Unable to keep her legs still as they hung, she lifted them and wrapped them around my waist. Now, I was holding her completely while thrusting into her, and the moment our faces met, we kissed.
“Hngh, hnngh, hnngh! Schlurp, hnngh! Hnngh!”
As the kiss began, I gently thrust into her, stimulating her, and lewd breath escaped between our lips. The way Yura enjoyed having sex with me made even her breathing seem obscene.
“Hnngh! Ugh, hnngh, hnngh, hnngh!”
With her top still on and only her lower half exposed for sex, Yura clung to me. We couldn’t just stay in the entryway, so I took off my shoes and stepped inside, walking one step at a time.
Her pants were tangled around her ankles, making it hard to walk properly, but the small, unsteady steps only added to Yura’s stimulation.
“Hnngh, ugh, hnngh, hnngh!!”
Before we even reached the living room sofa, Yura reached climax, her pussy tightening around my cock. Still aroused from carrying my cum all day, I ejaculated into her womb once more.
The pleasurable tightness made my hips tremble, and I stopped walking. To keep our lips from parting, we pressed closer together, savoring the moment of climax.
All the pent-up sexual desire was released in one go, and Yura hugged me tightly as if her sanity might fly away in the pleasure. She pushed her hips up again, teasing herself as she climaxed.
“Hnnghhh!!”
I laid Yura down on the sofa, and the moment she was in a more comfortable position, I began thrusting roughly.
“Hnngh!! W-wait. Ahh, hahh! Ah, not yet. Hnngh. Ugh, hahh!”
As the thrusting started while she was still in the midst of climax, Yura let out loud moans. But her relaxed expression told me she was feeling good.
“First, you seduce me at work. Then, as soon as we get home, you pounce on me. Just how much do you love sex?”
“Well, having sex with A feels so good! Ahh. Ah. Ah. Ahh. Ahhh!”
Yura, who was still receiving my rough thrusts, looked up at me with an ecstatic expression, and seeing her like that made me want to excite her even more.
“I think about it every day. When I wake up in the morning, I think of A. Hnngh! During lunch, during dinner, I always want to have sex with A!”
Isn’t this what they call overflowing affection?
I admired Yura’s expression as she climaxed every time my cock plunged deep inside her.
Even as she continued to climax, Yura poured out her affection for me without holding back, and a smile spread across my lips. In proportion to how good it felt, my hips moved with even more force.
“Hnngh, ugh, hnngh! Ahhh. I-it feels so good! It’s hitting so deep inside. Hahh.”
“Is this good enough?”
I found the level of intensity that suited Yura best today and thrust hard at the pace she desired.
“Ahh, ah, ahh! Ahhh! Hahh. Ahhh!”
Once again, her pussy tightened around me, and in response to her grip, my swollen cock ejaculated a large amount of semen.
Holding each other tightly, the climax we shared always felt incredible, and with each one, my affection for Yura grew even more.
“Ugh, hnngh…”
I pulled my cock out of Yura’s pussy, and semen gushed out of her stretched opening. I admired the sight for a moment before relaxing and lying down on the sofa, gently caressing Yura’s cheek.
“Should we have a drink now?”
“Hahh… Yeah, let’s.”
At the mention of drinking, a smile spread across Yura’s face, and she got up to get the alcohol from the kitchen. I followed her, standing up from the sofa, and as she headed toward the kitchen, I grabbed her waist from behind.
“Huh? What?”
Curious, Yura turned her head slightly to look at me, and without a word, I spread her legs slightly. Adjusting my position to match the height of her waist, I pressed the tip of my cock against her still-dripping pussy.
“Are you going to do it again already… Hnnghhh!!”
Caught off guard, before she could even finish her sentence, I thrust my cock into her once more.
Because I had lowered my stance, Yura’s feet remained on the ground this time. However, her excitement at the sudden entry remained unchanged.
“You said you’ve been thinking about it all week, right? Today, I’ll keep my cock inside you all day.”
“Hahhhh, hnngh!”
Her footsteps toward the kitchen were halted, and Yura stood still with my cock inside her, her pussy tightening around me.
“Should I pull out?”
“N-no.”
With a trembling voice, Yura turned her head to look up at me, her eyes filled with a lustful glow.
“Don’t. Don’t pull out. Keep it inside me.”
“Alright. Let’s walk to the kitchen like this.”
Yura took her first step toward the kitchen, and I matched her pace, stepping forward as well.
“Hnngh!!”
With each step, the friction caused Yura to moan as her pussy quivered and tightened around me.
“Let’s hurry to the kitchen, shall we?”
“Ah, yeah…”
Holding onto her slipping sanity, Yura replied with a tangled pronunciation, taking steps toward the kitchen while savoring the pleasure with every move.
