Chapter 216 - 215 : Warmth Of Pissy

Chapter 216: Chapter 215 : Warmth Of Pissy

The morning light had grown warmer and brighter through the open balcony door.

Jennifer remained lying on top of Haruto, her naked body pressed fully against his, their skin still warm and slightly damp from the night’s events. She rested her head on his chest, one leg draped over his thigh, her soft breast squished gently against him.

After a long, peaceful silence she lifted her head slightly and spoke, her voice low and thoughtful.

"I have a proposal for us," she said, looking directly into his eyes. "From now on, both of us will eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner together. I cook very well. I can prepare everything in my kitchen. We can sit together and eat. And it will be convenient for both of us because I have my medical internship every day. So I was thinking... why don’t you come over for breakfast right now? I will make something simple and delicious, and then I will go to the hospital for my internship while you go to school. We can still share the rest of the day when I come back."

Haruto smiled, his arm tightening around her waist.

"Sounds perfect," he answered. "I would love that."

Jennifer gave him a soft, warm kiss on the lips.

"Ok... then let’s go."

They both stood up together. Haruto took her hand as they climbed back across the narrow gap between the two balconies. They stepped into Jennifer’s apartment still completely naked — the same way they had come in the night before. The morning light poured in through her windows, bathing their naked bodies in warm gold. Jennifer smiled at him and led the way straight to the kitchen.

She prepared breakfast quickly and easily. The kitchen smelled of fresh ingredients as she cooked simple but delicious hamburgers — soft, juicy beef patties with melted cheese, fresh vegetables, and a special sauce she had made from scratch. The aroma filled the entire apartment.

They sat at the small dining table. Haruto ate slowly, savoring every bite. The taste was perfect — tender, flavorful, and satisfying. Jennifer sat across from him, completely naked, eating with calm, happy enjoyment. Between bites they talked softly about small things — her internship, his school, how the weather was changing.

After the meal was finished and the plates cleared, Haruto stood up.

"I will head back to my apartment," he said.

Jennifer nodded, standing with him.

"Be careful, Haruto-kun."

He climbed back over the narrow gap between the balconies. Haruto entered his tiny apartment alone, the familiar empty space suddenly feeling a little less lonely. He got ready for school — changed into his uniform, grabbed his bag, and left.

As he walked down the stairs, the morning sun was rising higher, warming the city streets. The vehicles were loud. The world felt full of possibility.

The shower in Jennifer’s bathroom was spacious and bright, the warm water pouring down from the large head in steady, rhythmic streams. The floor was tiled and slightly wet, steam rising thick and fragrant with the clean scent of her body wash mixed with the faint, intimate musk that still lingered from the night before.

Haruto stood under the spray, completely naked, water cascading over his head and back. His morning erection had softened, but the moment he felt two soft arms wrap around his waist from behind, it instantly hardened again.

Jennifer pressed her naked body against his back. Her heavy breasts squished softly against his spine, her stiff nipples dragging across his skin. Her arms wrapped tightly around his chest, one hand resting on his stomach while the other slid down to cup his heavy balls.

Haruto turned in her arms and pulled her close. Their lips met in a deep, wet kiss while the water poured between them. The warm stream ran down their faces, mixing with their saliva. Tongues slid and tangled slowly, passionately, the sounds of wet kissing and dripping water filling the steamy space.

After a long minute they pulled apart, breathing hard.

Jennifer sank smoothly to her knees on the wet tiled floor.

She reached for the packet of condoms on the small shelf and tore one open with her teeth. She took the thin white latex, unrolled it slowly down Haruto’s already hard cock, and rolled it all the way to the base, securing the knot with a gentle pinch. The condom was perfectly fitted, tight and smooth around his thick shaft.

She looked up at him with dark, lustful eyes.

"I need your cum inside me," she said, her voice low and dripping with desire. "Cum inside the condom. I will inject my cum into my pussy and fill my womb."

Haruto’s cock gave a heavy pulse inside the thin latex.

"Then make me cum for you," he answered, voice rough.

Jennifer smiled, a slow, wicked smile, and sat down on the wet bathroom floor, water pouring around her naked body. She spread her legs wide, the warm stream running directly between them. With two fingers she gently parted her soft, puffy pussy lips, opening her entrance completely.

"Want to feel my piss on your face?" she asked, voice soft but clear. "Don’t worry, it’s safe."

Haruto leaned down immediately, his face only a few centimetres from her open pussy. Jennifer kept her fingers holding her folds apart, the warm afternoon light and the shower spray making everything shine.

The first warm, golden stream of piss shot out and directly hit his face.

It was hot, thick, and slightly salty. The liquid splashed across his cheeks, his nose, and the corner of his mouth. The second and third streams followed in strong, steady jets, soaking his forehead, running down his chin, and dripping from his lips. The warm, fresh liquid felt heavy and enveloping, running over his face and mixing with the water pouring down on both of them.

Jennifer moaned softly as she watched him take it all.

Haruto stayed perfectly still, letting the piss cover his face, his lips, his eyes, his whole head, while the powerful stream continued to pour out of her in a long, heavy waterfall.

The warm, fresh piss continued to flow, soaking him completely as he knelt there, completely lost in the moment.

Haruto stayed perfectly still on his knees, letting Jennifer’s warm, fresh piss pour directly over his face. The golden stream hit him hard — splashing across his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, and the corner of his mouth. It was hot, thick, and enveloping, running in heavy ropes down his chin and soaking his neck and chest. The salty, musky scent of her urine filled his entire senses. He didn’t move. He didn’t swallow. He simply received it, letting it cover his face completely while the powerful jet continued to flow from her open pussy.

When the last drop finally fell, Jennifer slowly pulled back. The stream stopped.

Haruto stayed on his knees, his face dripping, his eyes still closed, breathing the scent of her piss deep into his lungs.

Jennifer rose to her feet, water streaming down her naked body. She reached for the bar of soap on the shelf, poured some into her palm, and began to lather it between her hands.

She started with his belly — rubbing the thick white soap in slow, sensual circles over his soft stomach, then moving upward to his chest and shoulders. The soap made his skin slippery and shiny. She continued to his arms, his neck, the hollow of his throat. Her hands were warm, slick, and gentle.

Finally she came to his cock.

She wrapped one hand around the base, the other around the thick shaft, and began to lather him thoroughly — the soap sliding smoothly over the condom, coating every vein, making the latex even slimmer and glossier. She gave special attention to the heavy balls, massaging the soap into the wrinkled skin behind them.

When she was done, she stepped back and gestured.

"Lay down on the floor."

Haruto lowered himself onto the wet tiled floor. The warm water from the shower continued to pour down, but the spray was now directed at Jennifer as she stood over him.

She slowly lowered herself, straddling his chest, and lay back flat on the floor, her head resting on his stomach. The warm water poured directly onto her body, running over her heavy breasts, down her belly, and between her spread thighs.

Haruto leaned over her. His body hovered above hers, the heavy weight of his naked chest and hips pressing down. His cock — now even harder and completely wrapped in the soap-slick condom — rested on her soft belly.

He began to rub it.

The slippery latex glided slowly across her warm skin. Every movement made the condom slide with wet, sensual sounds. His hips moved in slow, teasing circles, the thick head pressing and sliding over the soft curve of her belly and the lower part of her breasts. He leaned down and kissed her lips, then moved to her neck, biting and sucking the soft skin while his cock continued its slow, slippery movements over her body.

Jennifer moaned loudly, her legs spreading wider, her hands gripping his shoulders. The warm water poured between them, making everything slicker.

They stayed like that for several long minutes — Haruto fucking her belly and breasts with the soap-slick condom, her body arching beneath him, moans escaping her throat.

Finally Haruto could hold back no longer.

He slammed his hips forward one last time, buried his cock deep between her breasts, and came.

Thick, powerful ropes of cum erupted inside the condom — heavy, endless, and completely filling it. The latex swelled visibly as the load grew. Cum kept coming in strong pulses, the condom stretching tighter and tighter until it looked almost ready to burst.

When the orgasm finally faded, Haruto pulled back slowly.

He sat down on the floor, breathing hard, and looked at the condom.

It was enormous. The thin red latex was stretched so tight that the head and shaft looked swollen and heavy, completely filled with his thick, white cum. A few final drops leaked from the tip.

Jennifer rose to her knees beside him. She reached out with both hands, took the cum-filled condom gently from his softening cock, and held it up to the bright light.

A slow, lustful smile curved her lips as she looked at the massive load inside it.

"This cum will go inside my pussy," she whispered, her voice dripping with satisfaction.