Chapter 1048: Oka-san Feels My Cock

Kasumi’s body trembled against mine. She tried to shift away, but the tiny cubicle left no space. Every small movement only made my rock-hard cock rub more firmly against her soft belly.

She bit her lip hard, trying to suppress a soft whimper as my cock throbbed again, poking insistently into her. Her grip on my kimono tightened even more, knuckles turning white.

The couple next door kept getting louder.

Woman: "Cum in my mouth—! Feed me your load while we’re in the women’s toilet—! I want to swallow it like a whore—!"

Man: "Fuck... I’m close... Take every drop, slut!"

Kasumi’s thighs squeezed even tighter around my leg, almost desperately. I could feel her getting noticeably wetter — the scorching heat between her legs was now unmistakable, soaking through the thin layers of her kimono and burning against my thigh. Her full, heavy breasts heaved rapidly with every shaky breath, pressing softly but insistently into my chest.

From the next stall, the woman’s loud choking and gagging sounds reached a peak.

"Gluck—! Hrrrk—! Mmmphhh—!!" The man groaned deeply as he clearly unloaded into her mouth. "Fuck... swallow it all, you dirty slut..."

The wet, messy swallowing noises continued for a few seconds before the woman suddenly pulled off with an angry, frustrated tone.

"Seriously?! It’s already going limp?! After just two minutes?! Are you fucking kidding me?!" She laughed mockingly. "Look at this pathetic little thing... shrinking so fast. I barely felt anything! Two minutes? That’s it? I’ve had fingers last longer than you!"

The man mumbled something, embarrassed, but she wasn’t done.

"Oh my god, you’re actually useless. I was finally getting into it, and you just...

poof

... done? What kind of man cums in two minutes and then can’t even stay hard? I’m still dripping wet and horny as fuck, and you’re over here with a soft, worthless dick. Pathetic."

The man tried to defend himself weakly: "Babe, I’m sorry—"

"Sorry doesn’t make me cum!" she snapped. "Next time I’m just going to find a real man who can actually fuck me properly instead of this two-minute disappointment. You’d better practice holding it, or I swear I’m done with you."

She gave one last mocking laugh. "Look at it... still twitching and shrinking. So sad."

The man sounded embarrassed. "Sorry, babe... but I can lick your pussy if you want—"

The man chuckled awkwardly, clearly ashamed. "Let’s just go home... I promise I’ll satisfy you properly tonight."

"You’d better have some good licking skills this time," the woman huffed. "Otherwise, I’m finding someone who can actually fuck me right."

We heard them quickly fixing their clothes, the stall door opening with a creak, and their footsteps hurriedly walking out of the washroom. The main door clicked shut behind them, leaving the entire area suddenly, almost unnaturally quiet.

The silence felt deafening.

Kasumi and I remained locked together in the tiny cubicle, bodies pressed tightly against each other.

My rock-hard cock was still throbbing insistently against her soft stomach, the thick bulge clearly felt through the thin silk of our kimonos. Neither of us moved.

I pretended to look embarrassed and lowered my head slightly. "I’m sorry, Oka-san... I... I didn’t mean for this to happen. My body just reacted..."

Kasumi’s cheeks were burning a deep, fiery crimson that spread all the way to her ears and down her neck.

She shook her head quickly, but her voice came out shaky, breathless, and extremely embarrassed. "I-I know, Jack... Don’t be embarrassed. It’s... It’s a normal reaction for a man, especially after hearing all those shameless, dirty sounds..."

She tried to speak normally, but she couldn’t ignore the obvious. My rock-hard cock was still pressed firmly against her soft belly, throbbing rhythmically, the thick bulge poking insistently into her through the thin silk of our kimonos.

Every time it twitched, she felt it clearly — hot, heavy, and shamelessly hard.

Kasumi’s breath hitched every few seconds. She kept shifting her hips slightly, trying to create even a tiny bit of space, but the cramped cubicle made it impossible.

No matter how she moved, my cock kept rubbing and poking against her stomach, making her acutely aware of its size and heat.

"J-Jack... It’s still..." she whispered, voice trembling with embarrassment. Her eyes flicked downward for a split second before she quickly looked away, mortified.

She paused, still breathing heavily, clearly affected. "But today is really strange... How come we keep encountering these things? Are all youngsters like that these days?"

"Doing such vulgar things in public without any shame at all... That woman was so loud... and then she mocked him so cruelly when he couldn’t continue..."

Even while talking, Kasumi couldn’t hide how flustered she was. Her thighs were pressed tightly together, and her full breasts rose and fell rapidly against my chest.

Every small movement caused my throbbing cock to poke and slide against her belly again, making her flinch with fresh embarrassment.

Kasumi kept talking faster, clearly trying to distract herself from the massive, insistent hardness pressed against her. "They just barged in like that... I was so worried you would be caught inside the women’s restroom, so I quickly pulled you in with me. Who knew they would start doing...

that

right next to us? I really thought it was just another woman coming in..."

Every few words, her voice would waver as my cock gave another heavy throb against her. She bit her lower lip hard, trying not to whimper.

I nodded gently, my voice low. "I know... Thank you, Oka-san. You protected me."

Kasumi sighed softly, her warm breath brushing against my neck. The sigh turned into a tiny, embarrassed whimper when my cock poked her again. "It’s okay... Let’s just forget about the hairpin. It must have fallen somewhere else. We should leave before someone else comes in..."

I smiled and gently held her waist. "Wait a minute..."

I carefully went down on my knees in the cramped space, my face now dangerously close to her hips. Kasumi’s breath hitched sharply as she watched me, her hands lightly gripping my shoulders. She was painfully aware that as I knelt, my face was only inches away from her soaked core.

I reached behind the toilet seat and picked up the beautiful golden hairpin.

"Here," I said, standing back up slowly. As I rose, my hard cock dragged upward along her body, brushing firmly against her stomach and lower chest.

Kasumi’s eyes widened, and she let out a soft, embarrassed gasp. "Really...? It’s here!" She took the hairpin from my hand, her fingers brushing warmly against mine. Even though happiness flickered in her eyes, her face remained deeply flushed with shame.

"Thank you, Jack..." she whispered, clutching the hairpin to her chest. "This really means a lot to me. It was my mother’s."

But even as she said it, her gaze kept drifting back down to the massive, obvious tent in my kimono. Her thighs squeezed together again as another wave of embarrassed heat washed over her.