The late afternoon sun, a gentle, honeyed glow, streamed through the windows of Nagisa Minase's room, painting golden stripes across the familiar tatami mats. She sat cross-legged on the floor, a cup of lukewarm green tea clutched between her hands, her mind a whirlwind of anticipation and a tremor of delicious nervousness. Today was different. Today, there was a quiet promise hanging in the air, a whispered understanding that had blossomed between her and… well, between her and all of them. The air was thick with the scent of summer blossoms from the small bonsai on her desk and the faint, lingering aroma of the cookies she'd baked earlier, a nervous offering of affection.

She traced the rim of her teacup, her heart performing a frantic samba against her ribs. It had been a few weeks since the initial awkwardness of their unconventional arrangement had begun to settle into a surprisingly comfortable rhythm. Rika, with her sharp wit and even sharper tongue, had surprisingly softened, her teasing now laced with a genuine warmth. Saki, ever the diligent and somewhat tsundere one, still retained her prickly exterior, but her worried glances and the small, almost imperceptible smiles she’d sneak Nagisa’s way spoke volumes. And then there was Riko… Riko, with her boundless energy and unapologetic affections, who was currently the source of Nagisa's most intense daydreams.

A soft knock echoed through the quiet apartment. Nagisa’s breath hitched. She knew who it was. Setting her tea down, she smoothed the front of her simple sundress, a blush creeping up her neck. She wasn't dressed for anything specific, just… comfortable. Ready. The knock came again, a little louder this time. “Nagisa-chan? Are you in there?” Riko’s voice, bright and cheerful, was unmistakable. Nagisa took a deep breath, the scent of her own faint perfume mingling with the sweet air, and stood up. “Coming!” she called back, her voice a little higher than she’d intended.

As she opened the door, Riko stood there, her usual vibrant smile beaming. Behind her, Saki leaned against the hallway wall, her arms crossed, a faint frown etched on her face that Nagisa knew was merely a practiced defense. Rika was already inside, having let herself in, her eyes glinting with amusement as she surveyed the scene. “Finally,” Rika drawled, lounging on the floor near the low table. “Thought you were going to make us wait all day.” Nagisa offered a shy smile to Riko, who immediately bounced forward, her eyes sparkling. “Sorry, Riko! I was just… thinking.”

“Thinking about what?” Riko’s gaze was direct, a playful challenge in her eyes. Nagisa’s blush deepened. She could feel Saki’s eyes on her, a silent question in their depths. “Just… about today,” Nagisa murmured, stepping aside to let Riko in. Riko, without a moment's hesitation, slipped past Nagisa and plopped down beside Rika, immediately chattering about her day. Saki followed, her movements more reserved, and took a seat across from them, her posture radiating a practiced indifference.

The atmosphere in the room shifted subtly as the three of them settled in. Nagisa found herself watching Riko, the way her eyes lit up when she spoke, the way her hair bounced when she gestured enthusiastically. She was so… alive. A warmth spread through Nagisa’s chest, a feeling of belonging that had only grown stronger since their lives had intertwined. Saki, ever observant, noticed Nagisa’s gaze and a flicker of something unreadable crossed her face before she looked away, her gaze fixed on her hands. Rika, however, was more overt. She nudged Nagisa’s leg with her own. “Still daydreaming, Minase?” she asked, a smirk playing on her lips. Nagisa flinched slightly, her cheeks flushing again.

“I-I wasn’t!” she stammered, but her voice lacked conviction. Riko turned to her, her head tilted. “What were you thinking about, Nagisa-chan? Tell me!” Her eagerness was disarming. Nagisa hesitated, then, emboldened by Riko’s open curiosity and the undeniable heat that had been building within her all day, she decided to be a little more honest. “I was thinking about… how nice it is when all of us are together,” she confessed softly, her gaze flicking between Riko and Saki. Riko’s smile widened, a genuine, radiant expression. Saki, surprisingly, didn’t retort with her usual sharp comment. Instead, she offered a small, almost imperceptible nod, her eyes meeting Nagisa’s for a fleeting moment. Rika, ever the provocateur, chuckled. “Well, don’t get too comfortable, Minase. We’re not here just for tea and introspection.”

The unspoken implication hung in the air, thick and charged. Nagisa’s heart began to pound again, this time with a different kind of anticipation. She felt a wave of heat wash over her, her nipples tightening against the thin fabric of her dress. Riko, sensing the shift in atmosphere, leaned closer to Nagisa, her breath ghosting against her ear. “What do you want to do, Nagisa-chan?” she whispered, her voice a soft purr. The question, so innocent on the surface, carried a depth of unspoken desire that sent a shiver down Nagisa’s spine. She looked at Riko, her vibrant eyes holding a question of their own, and then at Saki, who was now watching them with an intensity that belied her usual stoic demeanor. Rika, meanwhile, was observing them both, a knowing glint in her eyes, clearly enjoying the palpable tension.

Nagisa swallowed, her throat suddenly dry. She thought about the stories she’d read, the fantasies she’d harbored, the desires that had begun to bloom within her heart, amplified by her feelings for all three of them. She wanted… she wanted to be cherished. She wanted to be desired. And in that moment, surrounded by the warmth of their presence, she felt a surge of courage she hadn't known she possessed. “I… I want to play,” she whispered back to Riko, her voice barely audible. Riko’s smile grew, a slow, delicious unfurling. “Play what?” she asked, her gaze dropping to Nagisa’s lips. “Any game you want,” Nagisa breathed, her eyes fluttering shut for a brief second. The air crackled with unspoken promises. Saki cleared her throat, a sound that cut through the building desire like a sharp blade. “Are we going to be explicit about this?” she asked, her voice unusually quiet. Rika, sensing her opening, leaned forward. “Oh, Saki, you always have to be so… direct. But yes, I think it’s time for some explicit fun.”

Riko, with a playful grin, scooted even closer to Nagisa, her knee brushing against Nagisa’s thigh. “Nagisa-chan, what’s your favorite game?” she asked, her voice laced with a teasing undertone. Nagisa felt a blush spread across her entire body. She knew Riko wasn’t talking about board games. Her gaze fell to Riko’s chest, the soft swell of her breasts beneath her simple t-shirt, and then to Saki’s, more contained but no less alluring. Rika, ever the orchestrator, gestured between them. “Come on, Nagisa. Don’t be shy. We’re all friends here. And you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?” Nagisa’s breath hitched. It was true. A deep, aching want had been growing within her, a yearning for connection, for passion, for an intensity that went beyond mere affection. She looked at Riko, her eyes wide with a mixture of shyness and burgeoning excitement. “I… I want to feel good,” she admitted, her voice a little shaky. Riko’s smile widened, her gaze softening. “Then let’s make you feel good, Nagisa-chan.”

Riko’s hand, warm and soft, reached out and gently cupped Nagisa’s cheek. Her thumb traced the curve of Nagisa’s jawline, sending a delicious shiver through her. “You’re so cute when you blush,” Riko murmured, her eyes sparkling. Nagisa leaned into the touch, a silent invitation. Saki watched them, her expression unreadable, but her gaze lingered on Riko’s hand on Nagisa’s face. Rika, ever the instigator, nudged Saki with her elbow. “Don’t just sit there, Saki. You’re missing out on the main attraction.” Saki blinked, then a slow, almost shy smile spread across her face. She reached out, her fingers brushing against Nagisa’s arm. “Nagisa,” she said, her voice soft, “are you sure about this?” Nagisa met Saki’s gaze, a wave of reassurance washing over her. “Yes,” she whispered. “I am.”

The subtle shift in Saki’s demeanor was like a dam breaking. Her usual reserve seemed to melt away, replaced by a quiet, tender affection. Rika, seeing the green light, stood up, stretching languidly. “Well then,” she announced, her voice laced with mischief, “it’s time for a little… exploration.” She walked over to Nagisa, and with surprising gentleness, began to unbutton her sundress. Nagisa’s breath hitched as the fabric parted, revealing the soft lace of her bra. Her breasts, full and ripe, seemed to swell with anticipation. Riko gasped softly, her eyes wide with adoration. “Nagisa-chan… you’re so beautiful,” she breathed, her gaze lingering on Nagisa’s exposed cleavage.

Saki, meanwhile, was mesmerized. She reached out a hesitant hand, her fingertips brushing against the curve of Nagisa’s breast. Nagisa let out a soft sigh, leaning into the touch. Saki’s touch was surprisingly firm, yet incredibly gentle. Her fingers traced the delicate lace, then tentatively explored the soft flesh beneath. Nagisa’s nipples hardened instantly, aching for more. Rika, with a knowing smile, continued to unbutton the dress, until it hung open, exposing Nagisa’s upper body. Nagisa’s breasts, large and tempting, were now fully revealed. Rika’s gaze was appreciative. “Wow, Minase. You really do have it all.”

Riko, unable to contain herself any longer, leaned forward and gently cupped one of Nagisa’s breasts in her hand. Her touch was reverent, her thumb stroking the sensitive peak of her nipple. Nagisa moaned softly, her head tilting back. The sensation was electrifying, a slow burn that spread through her entire body. Saki, emboldened by Riko’s actions, moved closer, her hand joining Riko’s on Nagisa’s other breast. Nagisa gasped as two pairs of hands began to caress her, their touch a symphony of soft pressure and tender exploration. She could feel the warmth of their palms, the gentle friction of their fingers against her skin. Her breasts, already engorged, seemed to swell further under their attention.

“They’re so… soft,” Riko murmured, her voice husky with desire. Saki hummed in agreement, her fingers teasing the already sensitive nipple. Nagisa’s entire body was trembling. She closed her eyes, reveling in the sensations. The gentle kneading, the soft squeezing, the teasing touch of fingertips – it was all overwhelming, yet perfectly controlled. She felt a growing pressure building within her, a deep, throbbing ache that she knew would soon demand release. Rika, watching their ministrations with keen interest, leaned in and whispered in Nagisa’s ear, “They love your breasts, you know. They’ve talked about them.” Nagisa’s eyes shot open, a fresh wave of heat washing over her. The thought of them, of Saki and Riko, desiring her so openly, was incredibly arousing.

Riko’s lips brushed against Nagisa’s chest, her tongue darting out to taste her skin. Nagisa shrieked softly, a sound of pure pleasure. Riko’s kiss was like a gentle wave, exploring the curve of her breast, then moving to the swollen tip of her nipple. Her tongue swirled around it, teasing and tormenting, before she took the entire thing into her mouth. Nagisa gasped, her fingers digging into Riko’s hair as she held her close. Saki, meanwhile, was not to be outdone. Her lips, usually so reserved, parted as she leaned in and nuzzled against Nagisa’s other breast. She kissed it softly, then began to suckle, her movements surprisingly confident. Nagisa felt herself arching, a deep groan escaping her lips. The dual pleasure was almost too much to bear. Her breasts were being worshipped, devoured, and she was reveling in every second of it.

“Oh, this is so good,” Nagisa moaned, her voice thick with pleasure. She felt her body responding, her hips instinctively moving. Riko’s tongue continued its devoted exploration, lavishing attention on her nipple. Saki’s mouth was equally passionate, her sucking firm and demanding, eliciting gasps and whimpers from Nagisa. Nagisa’s hands, no longer just holding on, began to stroke their hair, her fingers intertwining with their soft strands. She felt a deep, primal urge to connect with them on an even deeper level. As the intensity of the oral stimulation reached a fever pitch, Nagisa felt a tremor run through her. Her body tensed, and a low growl rumbled in her throat. Her breasts throbbed, each touch a spark igniting a wildfire within her. Suddenly, with a gasp that was half pleasure, half surrender, Nagisa climaxed. Her body arched, a wave of pure ecstasy washing over her. Her breasts pulsed, and she felt a deep, satisfying release.

As Nagisa’s tremors subsided, she opened her eyes, breathless and flushed. Riko and Saki were looking up at her, their faces flushed, their eyes filled with a mixture of satisfaction and something else… a shared longing. Rika, who had been watching with a satisfied smirk, clapped her hands together softly. “Bravo, Minase. A truly magnificent performance.” Nagisa giggled, feeling a sense of giddy exhilaration. Her breasts still throbbed, but the ache was now a pleasant echo of the pleasure she had experienced. Riko gently released her nipple, her lips still wet and glistening. Saki’s eyes met Nagisa’s, and this time, there was no hesitation, no reserve. A soft, genuine smile bloomed on her face. “That was… very nice, Nagisa.”

Nagisa, feeling emboldened by their shared intimacy, reached out and gently touched Saki’s cheek. Saki leaned into the touch, her eyes closing for a brief moment. Then, Riko’s hand found Nagisa’s thigh, her thumb stroking the soft skin. Nagisa’s heart fluttered. She felt a new kind of desire blooming within her, a desire for more. Her gaze fell to Riko’s bare feet, peeking out from under her shorts. They were small and delicate, with perfectly formed toes. An idea, bold and thrilling, began to form in her mind. She looked at Riko, then at Saki, then back at Riko’s feet. “Riko,” she whispered, her voice husky. “Could… could I?” Riko’s eyes widened, a hint of surprise mixed with pleasure. “Could you what, Nagisa-chan?” Nagisa took a deep breath. “Could I… touch your feet?”

Riko blinked, then a slow, playful smile spread across her face. She wiggled her toes. “You want to play with my feet?” she asked, her voice laced with a teasing tone. Nagisa nodded shyly, her blush returning. Saki, who had been watching the exchange with a curious expression, tilted her head. “You like feet, Nagisa?” Nagisa nodded again, her gaze fixed on Riko’s bare toes. Rika, ever the enabler, chimed in, “Well, don’t just sit there, Minase. Go ahead. They’re quite lovely, aren’t they?” Encouraged, Nagisa hesitantly reached out and gently cupped Riko’s foot in her hands. Riko’s foot was small and soft, her skin warm and smooth. Nagisa ran her thumbs over her arch, marveling at the delicate curve. Riko let out a soft sigh, her eyes half-closed. “Oh… that feels nice.”

Nagisa’s confidence grew as she continued to caress Riko’s foot. She traced the lines of her toes, gently massaging each one. Riko giggled softly, her foot twitching under Nagisa’s ministrations. Saki, intrigued, watched them, a faint blush on her own cheeks. “You have beautiful feet, Riko,” Nagisa murmured, her voice filled with genuine admiration. Riko purred, her voice a low rumble. “Thank you, Nagisa-chan. I’m glad you like them.” Nagisa then dared to do something even bolder. She brought Riko’s foot closer, her lips brushing against her arch. Riko gasped, a soft, surprised sound. Nagisa’s tongue gently traced the curve of her foot, then moved to her toes. She tasted the faint saltiness of her skin, the subtle scent of her feet. Riko squirmed slightly, her breath coming in quick pants. “Nagisa… you’re so… good at this.”

Nagisa continued her ministrations, her tongue exploring the delicate space between Riko’s toes. Riko’s reactions grew more pronounced, her moans becoming louder, her hips beginning to sway. Saki, her gaze fixed on the intimate scene, felt a surge of longing herself. She found herself watching Nagisa’s lips on Riko’s foot, a strange, new desire stirring within her. Rika, sensing the growing arousal, leaned over and whispered to Saki, “You know, Saki, Nagisa’s good with hands too. And her mouth…” Saki’s eyes widened, a blush creeping up her neck. She looked at Nagisa, who was still lost in her exploration of Riko’s foot, and then at Riko, who was arching her back with pleasure. A daring thought took root in Saki’s mind.

“Nagisa,” Saki said, her voice a little shaky. Nagisa looked up, her eyes bright with passion. “Yes, Saki?” Saki hesitated for a moment, then, taking a deep breath, she slowly reached out and began to unbutton her own skirt. Nagisa’s eyes widened in surprise, then a slow, knowing smile spread across her face. Riko let out a soft gasp. As Saki’s skirt fell away, revealing her legs, she then reached down and slowly slipped off her socks. Her feet were surprisingly delicate, her toenails painted a soft shade of pink. Nagisa, her heart pounding, looked from Riko’s feet to Saki’s. She felt a dizzying sense of possibility. Rika, ever the conductor of pleasure, clapped her hands again. “Oh, this is getting interesting! Two sets of feet for our Nagisa to play with!”

Nagisa, emboldened by Saki’s unspoken invitation, gently released Riko’s foot and turned her attention to Saki. Her hands trembled slightly as she cupped Saki’s foot. Saki’s foot was slightly larger than Riko’s, with a more athletic build, but equally soft and alluring. Nagisa ran her thumbs over her arch, feeling the subtle tension in Saki’s muscles. Saki let out a soft sigh, her eyes closing. “This… this feels very comforting, Nagisa.” Nagisa’s confidence soared. She began to caress Saki’s foot with increasing familiarity, her fingers exploring every curve and contour. She ran her tongue along Saki’s arch, then moved to her toes, gently sucking on each one. Saki whimpered softly, her body arching. “Nagisa… you’re… you’re amazing.”

Riko, seeing the growing intimacy between Nagisa and Saki, decided to join in. She moved closer to Nagisa, her hand gently caressing Nagisa’s leg. “Nagisa-chan,” she purred, “you’re making me so jealous. Can I have some of that attention too?” Nagisa, her senses overwhelmed, looked at Riko, her eyes filled with a burning desire. She felt a wave of possessiveness, a need to be desired by all of them. She pulled Riko closer, her hands still caressing Saki’s foot. “Later, Riko,” she whispered, her voice laced with a playful promise. Rika, watching the scene unfold, grinned. “This is turning into a true harem, isn’t it?”

As Nagisa continued her ministrations on Saki’s foot, a bold idea sparked in her mind. She wanted to feel even closer to them. She wanted to give them something they hadn't expected, something that would cement their bond. Her gaze fell to Riko’s chest, then to Saki’s. An impulsive thought, thrilling and terrifying, took hold. She wanted to touch them, to taste them, to feel their bodies pressed against hers. With a decisive movement, Nagisa gently released Saki’s foot and stood up. She looked at Riko and Saki, her eyes shining with a newfound boldness. “I want to kiss you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. Riko’s eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat. Saki’s eyes met Nagisa’s, and for the first time, Nagisa saw a flicker of pure, unadulterated desire in them.

Without another word, Nagisa leaned down and pressed her lips to Riko’s. The kiss was soft at first, a gentle exploration, but it quickly deepened. Riko’s lips were soft and yielding, and Nagisa could taste the sweetness of her. Nagisa’s hands moved to Riko’s face, cupping her cheeks as the kiss intensified. Then, she pulled away, her eyes meeting Saki’s. Saki, her cheeks flushed, leaned in and kissed Nagisa. Saki’s kiss was more hesitant at first, but then it blossomed into a passionate embrace. Nagisa’s heart soared. She felt a profound sense of connection, a deep, intoxicating love for these two incredible girls. Rika, watching the tender scene, smiled. “This is… surprisingly sweet,” she commented, a hint of genuine affection in her voice.

As the kisses deepened, Nagisa felt a surge of courage. She wanted to give them everything. She wanted to experience the ultimate intimacy with both of them. Her gaze dropped to Riko’s chest, then to Saki’s. A bold, yet entirely natural progression, began to unfold. She gently pulled Riko closer, her hand finding the hem of Riko’s t-shirt. Riko, sensing Nagisa’s intentions, tilted her head back, giving Nagisa easier access. Nagisa’s fingers fumbled with the hem, then with surprising dexterity, she slipped her hand underneath. Her fingers brushed against Riko’s warm skin, then found the swell of her breast. Riko gasped softly, her nipples hardening instantly. Nagisa’s touch was tentative at first, then grew bolder as she felt Riko’s responsive shiver. She gently cupped Riko’s breast, her thumb stroking the sensitive peak.

Riko moaned softly, her fingers tangling in Nagisa’s hair. Nagisa then turned her attention to Saki. Saki, her eyes wide with a mixture of shyness and anticipation, slowly lifted her own shirt. Nagisa’s breath hitched. Saki’s breasts were smaller than Riko’s, but perfectly formed and incredibly alluring. Nagisa’s hands trembled as she reached out and cupped Saki’s breast, her touch reverent. Saki let out a soft sigh, her body relaxing into Nagisa’s touch. Nagisa’s thumbs grazed her nipples, eliciting a soft moan from Saki. Rika, observing the unfolding intimacy with a satisfied smirk, moved closer. “Don’t leave me out,” she said playfully, her hand reaching out and brushing against Nagisa’s thigh.

Nagisa, caught in a whirlwind of desire, looked at Rika, then back at Riko and Saki. A daring thought, fueled by the intoxicating atmosphere, took root. She wanted to be surrounded by them. She wanted to feel their skin against hers, their breath on her neck. With a bold move, Nagisa leaned down and gently unbuttoned Riko’s t-shirt, revealing her chest. Riko’s breasts, full and ample, were now exposed. Nagisa’s eyes widened in appreciation. She then turned to Saki, who had already partially undressed, revealing her own perfect breasts. Nagisa felt a thrill of desire, a longing to experience the fullness of their beauty. She began to gently kiss and caress Riko’s breasts, her tongue tracing the curves, her lips teasing her nipples. Riko moaned softly, her body arching into Nagisa’s touch. Nagisa then turned to Saki, her hands gently caressing her breasts, her lips whispering sweet nothings against her skin. Saki sighed contentedly, her eyes half-closed with pleasure. Rika, seeing the deepening intimacy, decided to fully participate. She pulled off her own shirt, revealing her own impressive cleavage. The three of them, with Nagisa at the center, were now adorned only by their underwear, their bodies radiating a palpable heat.

Nagisa felt a surge of overwhelming desire. She wanted to be closer to them, to feel their skin against hers, their warmth seeping into her. She gently pulled Riko closer, her lips finding Riko’s neck. Riko shivered, her breath catching in her throat. Nagisa then turned to Saki, her hands caressing Saki’s back, her lips whispering against her ear. Saki melted into Nagisa’s touch, a soft moan escaping her lips. Rika, sensing the escalating intimacy, leaned in and nuzzled against Nagisa’s shoulder. “This is… so nice,” Riko breathed, her voice husky with desire. Saki nodded in agreement, her eyes shining with a mixture of shyness and passion. Nagisa felt a profound sense of contentment, a deep, fulfilling love for these two incredible girls. She wanted to give them everything, to experience the ultimate intimacy with them. With a bold move, she gently pulled Riko and Saki closer, their bodies pressing together. Nagisa’s hands moved to Riko’s breasts, her thumbs stroking the sensitive peaks. Riko moaned softly, her nipples hardening instantly. Nagisa then turned to Saki, her hands caressing Saki’s breasts, her lips whispering sweet nothings against her skin. Saki sighed contentedly, her eyes half-closed with pleasure.

The air in the room was thick with the scent of desire, a heady perfume of passion and intimacy. Nagisa, nestled between Riko and Saki, felt a warmth spread through her that had nothing to do with the summer heat. Her hands moved between their chests, exploring the soft curves, the sensitive nipples. Riko’s breasts were full and yielding, her nipples hardening under Nagisa’s gentle touch. Saki’s were more delicate, but equally responsive, her skin tingling with pleasure. Nagisa kissed Riko’s forehead, then Saki’s. “I love you both so much,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. Riko leaned into the kiss, her lips brushing against Nagisa’s. Saki, usually so reserved, surprised Nagisa by wrapping her arms around her, pulling her closer. A soft sigh escaped her lips. “We love you too, Nagisa.”

Rika, who had been observing with a contented smile, nudged Nagisa’s arm. “Don’t forget about me, Minase,” she purred. Nagisa grinned, her heart swelling with affection for all three of them. She turned her attention back to Riko and Saki, her hands continuing their gentle exploration. She kissed Riko’s nipple, her tongue teasing and swirling, eliciting a soft gasp from Riko. She then turned to Saki, her lips brushing against Saki’s collarbone, then moving to her breast. Saki whimpered softly, her body arching into Nagisa’s touch. Nagisa felt a deep, fulfilling pleasure as she experienced their reactions, their shared intimacy. She wanted this moment to last forever, this perfect symphony of love and desire.

As the night deepened, the intimacy between them escalated. Nagisa found herself on her knees, her lips exploring the sensitive skin of Riko’s thighs. Riko moaned softly, her hands reaching out to stroke Nagisa’s hair. Nagisa’s tongue traced a path upwards, along Riko’s hip, then to the swell of her belly. Riko’s breath hitched as Nagisa’s lips brushed against the lace of her panties. Nagisa gently tugged at the fabric, revealing Riko’s most intimate secrets. Riko whimpered softly, her hips beginning to sway. Nagisa’s tongue explored the soft folds, the sensitive clitoris, eliciting gasps and moans from Riko. Meanwhile, Saki, her own desires ignited by the sight, reached out and gently touched Nagisa’s shoulder. “Nagisa… it’s my turn,” she whispered, her voice trembling. Nagisa looked up, her eyes meeting Saki’s. A shared understanding passed between them. Nagisa stood up and gently guided Saki to the floor, their bodies still close. She then began to unbutton Saki’s skirt, her fingers brushing against Saki’s skin. Saki’s breath hitched as Nagisa’s lips found her neck, then moved to her breast. Nagisa’s tongue teased and swirled around Saki’s nipple, eliciting a soft moan from Saki. Nagisa then turned her attention to Saki’s thighs, her lips exploring the sensitive skin, then moving upwards. Saki’s breath hitched as Nagisa’s lips brushed against the lace of her panties. Nagisa gently tugged at the fabric, revealing Saki’s most intimate secrets. Saki whimpered softly, her hips beginning to sway. Nagisa’s tongue explored the soft folds, the sensitive clitoris, eliciting gasps and moans from Saki. Rika, watching the passionate exchange, decided to join in the fun. She gently pulled Nagisa closer, her lips brushing against Nagisa’s ear. “Don’t forget about me, Minase,” she purred, her hand tracing Nagisa’s thigh. Nagisa grinned, her heart swelling with affection for all three of them. She turned her attention back to Riko and Saki, her hands continuing their gentle exploration.

The night was a tapestry woven with shared pleasure, with whispered confessions and ardent caresses. Nagisa found herself lost in a world of pure sensation, her body alive with a passion she had only dreamed of. She felt the soft skin of Riko’s thighs beneath her lips, the gentle tug of Saki’s fingers in her hair. She tasted the sweetness of their bodies, the intoxicating scent of their desire. Each kiss, each touch, was a testament to the love that bound them together. Riko’s moans, Saki’s gasps, Nagisa’s own ragged breaths – they formed a symphony of pure ecstasy. As the night wore on, the intensity of their lovemaking reached its peak. Nagisa felt a surge of overwhelming pleasure, her body tensing, her breath catching in her throat. A deep, satisfying release washed over her, followed by a wave of contented exhaustion. She felt herself sinking into the soft tatami mats, cradled by the warmth of Riko and Saki. Rika, her own desires sated, snuggled closer, her breath a soft puff against Nagisa’s ear. The night was a testament to their unique bond, a passionate embrace that had solidified their love, leaving them breathless and deeply, irrevocably connected.