The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast long, intimate shadows across Maria Kurose’s bedroom, painting the familiar space with a newfound aura of hushed anticipation. Rain lashed gently against the windowpane, a rhythmic, soothing counterpoint to the accelerating beat of Nikoru Yamana’s heart. Tonight felt different. Every glance, every shared smile, every brush of their hands throughout the evening had been charged with an unspoken electricity, a tension that was both exquisite and terrifying. Nikoru, ever the embodiment of delightful inexperience, found herself adrift in a sea of sensations, guided only by the steady, reassuring presence of Maria.

They sat side by side on the edge of Maria's bed, the silence between them growing heavier, sweeter. Nikoru's fingers traced patterns on the soft quilt, her gaze flickering from the delicate floral design to Maria's profile. Maria Kurose, with her calm demeanor and knowing eyes, possessed a quiet confidence that Nikoru both admired and found incredibly alluring. It was the very essence of "Keikenzumi Na Kimi To," this beautiful dance between the one who knew and the one eager to learn. In their budding relationship, chronicled in "Our Dating Story: The Experienced You And The Inexperienced Me," Maria had always been the one to gently pull Nikoru out of her shell, to show her the subtle joys of connection, and now, it seemed, something far deeper was on the horizon.

"Nikoru-chan," Maria’s voice was a low murmur, warm and tender, breaking the spell of silence. Nikoru’s head snapped up, her cheeks flushing. Maria turned, her beautiful dark eyes locking onto Nikoru's. There was no judgment, only a profound tenderness, an invitation. "You seem… a little lost in thought tonight."

Nikoru swallowed, her throat suddenly dry. "I… I was just thinking," she began, her voice barely a whisper, "about us. About everything." She gestured vaguely between them. "It's all so new. And wonderful. But also…" She trailed off, unable to articulate the swirling vortex of longing and apprehension that churned within her.

Maria's hand reached out, her fingers gently cupping Nikoru's chin, tilting her face up. Her touch was feather-light, yet it sent shivers dancing down Nikoru's spine. "Are you scared, Nikoru-chan?" Maria asked, her thumb stroking Nikoru's jawline, a gesture of profound comfort and understanding. "Or simply curious?"

Nikoru's gaze met Maria's, and in those depths, she found the courage to be honest. "Both," she admitted, her voice trembling slightly. "Mostly… curious. About you. About… us. What it means. What it could be." The honesty hung in the air, a fragile, precious thing. She knew Maria, the experienced Maria, would understand. This was the core of "Keikenzumi Na Kimi To" – the trust that allowed the inexperienced heart to open.

A soft, knowing smile bloomed on Maria’s lips, a smile that melted Nikoru’s anxieties like snow in the spring sun. Maria's eyes held a warmth that promised safety, an unspoken vow of gentle guidance. "Then let me show you," Maria whispered, her voice laced with an irresistible invitation. Her fingers threaded through Nikoru's soft, pink hair, gently pulling her closer. Nikoru's breath hitched, her eyes fluttering closed as Maria's face drew near.

The first kiss was soft, tentative, a mere whisper of lips against lips. It tasted of unspoken promises, of burgeoning affection, and the sweet nervousness of first times. Maria's lips moved with an inherent grace, coaxing, not demanding. Nikoru, initially stiff with trepidation, slowly began to relax into the embrace, her own lips tentatively parting in response. Maria took that as her cue, deepening the kiss ever so slightly, a gentle exploration that sent a delicious warmth spreading through Nikoru's chest.

Maria’s hand migrated from Nikoru’s hair, tracing a path down her neck, over her shoulder, and finally resting on her waist, drawing her closer still until their bodies were pressed flush against each other. Nikoru’s hands, no longer fumbling with the quilt, found their way to Maria’s back, clutching softly at her shirt. The kiss grew more confident, Maria’s tongue delicately tracing the seam of Nikoru’s lips, seeking entry. Nikoru’s heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs, a drumbeat of pure, unadulterated sensation. She parted her lips, a soft gasp escaping, and Maria’s tongue slipped inside, meeting Nikoru’s with a tender, languid dance. It was exhilarating, overwhelming, and utterly captivating.

This was it. This was the beginning of her journey, guided by "Keikenzumi Na Kimi To." Maria’s kiss was a lesson in itself, a symphony of gentle pressure, soft suction, and teasing caresses. Nikoru found herself responding instinctively, her own tongue shyly meeting Maria’s, exploring the velvety warmth of her mouth. A soft moan escaped Nikoru’s throat, a sound she barely recognized as her own, a sound of pure pleasure. Maria responded with a low hum, a deep rumble that vibrated against Nikoru’s lips, setting a new tremor through her entire being.

Slowly, regretfully, Maria broke the kiss, pulling back just enough for their foreheads to touch, their breaths mingling. Nikoru’s eyes were still closed, her lips swollen and tingling, her body alight with a thousand new sensations. When she finally opened her eyes, Maria’s gaze was filled with such adoration that Nikoru felt a flush spread from her neck to her hairline.

"Beautiful," Maria whispered, her thumb brushing against Nikoru's flushed cheek. "Absolutely beautiful, Nikoru-chan." The praise, so sincere, made Nikoru’s heart swell. "Are you ready to discover more?"

Nikoru nodded, unable to speak, her gaze fixed on Maria's. The world outside, the rain, the late hour, all faded into insignificance. There was only Maria, and the promise of a deeper, more intimate exploration of their connection, a beautiful culmination of their journey from "Our Dating Story: The Experienced You And The Inexperienced Me."

Maria's hands, so gentle and knowing, began to unbutton Nikoru's blouse, her movements slow and deliberate, designed to build anticipation rather than rush. Each button, carefully released, felt like a significant milestone. Nikoru watched, mesmerized, as Maria's slender fingers worked their magic. Her own hands remained clasped in her lap, a testament to her beautiful inexperience, but her body leaned instinctively into Maria's touch.

When the last button was undone, Maria eased the blouse off Nikoru’s shoulders, letting it fall silently to the floor. Nikoru was left in her simple white camisole, her breathing shallow as Maria’s eyes raked over her, not with hunger, but with a profound, tender appreciation. Nikoru felt utterly exposed, yet strangely safe under Maria’s gaze. This was the experienced one, guiding her through the intricate dance of intimacy, making every step feel natural, desired.

Maria's fingers, cool and soft, traced the delicate lace trim of Nikoru's camisole, then ventured underneath, brushing against the warm skin of her stomach. Nikoru shivered, a delicious tremor that coursed through her. Maria leaned in, her lips finding the sensitive skin just below Nikoru's ear, trailing soft, lingering kisses down her neck, eliciting a soft moan from Nikoru's parted lips. "You're so soft, Nikoru-chan," Maria murmured against her skin, her breath warm. "So exquisite."

With practiced ease, Maria's hands slid under the camisole, her fingertips brushing against the sensitive skin of Nikoru’s ribs, then moving upwards to cup the soft fullness of her breasts through the thin fabric. Nikoru gasped, her back arching instinctively as Maria’s thumbs began to gently stroke her nipples, making them harden and ache with an unfamiliar, exquisite longing. The sensations were overwhelming, a dizzying spiral of pleasure that Nikoru had never imagined.

"Do you like that, my sweet Nikoru?" Maria whispered, her voice a seductive caress, her lips still teasing the delicate skin of Nikoru’s neck. Nikoru could only nod, a wordless affirmation, her head lolling back against Maria’s shoulder. The answer was a resounding, desperate 'yes'. This was Maria, the 'Keikenzumi Na Kimi To', teaching her body a language it had never spoken before, unveiling desires Nikoru hadn’t known she possessed.

Maria's hands moved with elegant purpose, untying the delicate straps of Nikoru’s camisole, letting it slide down her body to join the blouse. Nikoru sat before her, now clad only in her modest panties, her breasts rising and falling with her ragged breaths, her nipples fully erect and begging for attention. She felt a blush of heat spread over every inch of her skin, yet there was no shame, only a burgeoning desire, fueled by Maria’s unwavering admiration.

Maria's eyes, dark and intense, lingered on Nikoru's bare chest, then lowered, drinking in the sight of her trembling body. "You are truly beautiful, Nikoru," she breathed, her voice thick with emotion. She reached out, her fingers delicately tracing the curve of Nikoru's collarbone, then down to cup one soft breast. Nikoru gasped, her hand instinctively coming up to cover Maria’s, pressing it more firmly against herself. The touch was both tender and incredibly stimulating, a fiery warmth spreading from Maria’s palm.

Maria's thumb continued its hypnotic dance over Nikoru's hardened nipple, teasing, circling, then gently pinching, causing another soft cry of pleasure to escape Nikoru’s lips. Leaning in, Maria took Nikoru's other nipple between her lips, suckling softly, her tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. Nikoru cried out, a sound of pure ecstasy, her fingers tangling in Maria’s soft hair, pulling her closer. The wet heat of Maria’s mouth on her breast was an entirely new, incredibly potent sensation, a fire igniting deep within her core.

Maria moved between Nikoru’s breasts, raining soft kisses across her chest, tasting her skin, drawing out a chorus of soft moans and gasps. Each touch, each lick, each suckle was a masterclass in pleasure, patiently delivered by the experienced Maria. Nikoru’s body vibrated with a delicious tension, a craving for more that she hadn’t known how to articulate until now. This was the intimate journey that "Our Dating Story: The Experienced You And The Inexperienced Me" had hinted at, now unfolding in raw, exquisite detail.

With a lingering kiss to her sternum, Maria slowly straightened, her gaze once again locking with Nikoru's. Nikoru's eyes were hazy with desire, her lips swollen from kisses, her cheeks flushed. Maria smiled, a soft, seductive smile that promised even deeper pleasures. "Now, it's my turn, Nikoru-chan," she whispered, her hands moving to the waistband of Nikoru’s panties. With a slow, tantalizing pull, Maria eased the last barrier down Nikoru’s slender legs. Nikoru, trembling with anticipation, lifted her hips slightly, allowing Maria to remove them completely.

Nikoru Yamana was now fully exposed to Maria’s tender, admiring gaze, her most intimate folds now laid bare. A fresh wave of heat washed over her, a blend of shyness and burgeoning excitement. Maria’s eyes lingered on Nikoru's trembling thighs, then moved upward to her soft mound, still pristine and untouched. Nikoru's breath hitched as Maria's gaze, filled with reverence, caressed her most private self. This was truly "Keikenzumi Na Kimi To" in its purest form—the experienced one beholding the exquisite, untouched beauty of the inexperienced.

Maria leaned forward, her warm breath caressing Nikoru’s inner thigh, sending fresh shivers through her. Nikoru’s legs parted instinctively, an unconscious invitation. Maria’s fingers, impossibly soft, brushed against the delicate folds of Nikoru’s vulva, a light, teasing touch that made Nikoru gasp and clench her thighs. The sensation was electric, a jolt of pure pleasure that shot straight through her.

"So sensitive," Maria murmured, her voice laced with delight. She gently parted Nikoru’s labia, revealing the glistening, throbbing clitoris, already engorged and eager for attention. Nikoru’s core pulsed with a delicious ache, a hunger she had never known. Maria’s fingers continued their delicate exploration, tracing the folds, circling the clitoris, never quite touching it directly, building an almost unbearable anticipation.

Nikoru whimpered, her hips beginning to writhe subtly on the bed, seeking more pressure, more contact. "Maria…" she pleaded, her voice choked with desire, a beautiful testament to her burgeoning passion. "Please…"

Maria chuckled, a low, throaty sound that vibrated through Nikoru’s core. "Patience, my sweet," she whispered, leaning down. Her warm, wet tongue suddenly flickered out, a fleeting, electrifying touch against Nikoru’s clitoris. Nikoru cried out, her entire body arching off the bed, a wave of intense pleasure crashing over her. It was everything she hadn't known she craved, and infinitely more.

Maria began to lavish attention on Nikoru’s delicate core, her tongue working with exquisite precision and passion. She licked, she swirled, she sucked, her mouth a hot, wet heaven against Nikoru's most sensitive flesh. Nikoru’s legs spread wider, instinctively accommodating Maria's tender assault. Her fingers tangled in Maria’s hair again, pulling her closer, deeper. The rhythmic pressure, the wet heat, the swirling motion of Maria’s tongue, all conspired to drive Nikoru higher and higher, to a place of pure, unadulterated sensation.

Each stroke of Maria’s tongue, each soft suckle, felt like a revelation to Nikoru. Her body, once hesitant, was now fully alive, responding with an unrestrained passion she had never known she possessed. Maria's hands now came into play, her fingers gently parting Nikoru's labia, allowing her tongue even deeper access, while her thumb pressed firmly against Nikoru’s perineum, adding another layer of exquisite pressure. Nikoru moaned, a continuous, breathless sound, her hips bucking with increasing urgency.

"Maria… oh, Maria!" Nikoru gasped, her body trembling violently, on the verge of unraveling. The world narrowed to Maria’s mouth, Maria’s touch, the relentless, delicious build-up of pleasure. This was the experienced Maria, leading her, the inexperienced Nikoru Yamana, to the precipice of a sensation she had only vaguely dreamt of. The very essence of "Keikenzumi Na Kimi To" was unfolding in the most intimate way imaginable.

Maria, sensing Nikoru’s nearing climax, intensified her ministrations. Her tongue became faster, more insistent, her suckling more fervent. Nikoru cried out, a guttural sound of release, her body tensing, arching violently, then dissolving into a cascade of incredible spasms. Wave after wave of intense pleasure coursed through her, leaving her breathless, trembling, utterly spent. Maria continued her gentle work for a few more moments, ensuring Nikoru's every nerve ending was completely satiated before slowly pulling away, leaving Nikoru a gasping, panting wreck of pure bliss.

Maria sat up, her lips glistening, a triumphant, tender smile on her face. Nikoru, eyes hazy with afterglow, looked up at her, a profound sense of wonder and gratitude shining in their depths. "Maria…" she breathed, her voice raspy, "That was… I've never…" She couldn't find the words, but her gaze conveyed everything. Maria leaned down, gently kissing Nikoru’s forehead, then her lips, a soft, lingering kiss that tasted of sweet surrender and shared pleasure.

"You were wonderful, Nikoru-chan," Maria whispered, her voice husky with affection. "So responsive. So eager to feel." She stroked Nikoru's damp hair away from her face. "Does that answer some of your curiosities?"

Nikoru nodded, a blissful smile spreading across her face. "More than I ever could have imagined," she confessed, her fingers lacing with Maria’s. "But… now I'm curious about something else." Her eyes, full of newfound confidence, flickered to Maria’s mouth, then down her body. "Your turn. I want to know what you feel. I want to make you feel as incredible as you just made me feel."

Maria's eyes widened slightly, a genuine surprise lighting them up, followed swiftly by a deep, loving warmth. This was Nikoru, the inexperienced girl from "Our Dating Story: The Experienced You And The Inexperienced Me," stepping forward, embracing her own burgeoning desires. "My sweet Nikoru," Maria murmured, her heart swelling with pride and affection. "You truly are full of surprises."

With a graceful movement, Maria lay back on the bed, her long, elegant body stretched out before Nikoru. She undid the buttons of her own blouse, then pulled it open, revealing a delicate black lace bra that accentuated her curves. Nikoru’s gaze, now bolder, roamed over Maria, taking in every exquisite detail. The experienced one, now vulnerable, trusting her inexperienced lover to take the lead.

Nikoru, still trembling slightly from her own intense climax, leaned over Maria. Her hands, though still a little shy, found the front clasp of Maria’s bra and, with a soft click, released it. The black lace fell away, revealing Maria’s firm, beautiful breasts, her nipples already taut and pink. Nikoru’s breath hitched. They were even more perfect than she had imagined.

Emboldened by Maria’s encouraging gaze, Nikoru leaned down, her lips brushing lightly against one of Maria’s breasts. Maria gasped, a soft, involuntary sound that thrilled Nikoru. Nikoru took one of Maria’s nipples into her mouth, mimicking the tender suckling that Maria had bestowed upon her just moments before. She wasn’t as experienced, not as practiced, but her touch was filled with an earnest desire to please, a burgeoning passion that Maria found incredibly arousing.

Maria moaned softly, her fingers tangling in Nikoru’s hair, gently guiding her. "That's it, Nikoru-chan," she whispered, her voice a little breathless. "Yes, just like that." Nikoru continued her ministrations, suckling, licking, teasing Maria’s nipples with her tongue and teeth, reveling in the soft sounds of pleasure Maria was making. She found an unexpected confidence in pleasing Maria, a deep satisfaction in making the experienced one moan and arch beneath her touch.

Nikoru trailed kisses down Maria’s torso, her hands now confidently exploring Maria’s soft curves. She helped Maria shed her skirt and panties, revealing her own beautifully formed body. Maria lay before her, fully exposed, a vision of confident sensuality. Nikoru felt a surge of adoration and excitement. This was her Maria, allowing her to explore, to discover, to take the reins. It was a beautiful reversal of "Keikenzumi Na Kimi To," now Nikoru, the formerly inexperienced one, venturing into the delightful unknown.

Nikoru’s gaze fell upon Maria’s glistening core, the soft folds of her labia, already swollen and wet with desire. She remembered the exquisite sensations Maria had just given her, and with a newfound determination, she leaned down. Her tongue, still a little hesitant but filled with eagerness, tasted Maria’s sweet essence. Maria gasped, her back arching, her fingers clutching the sheets.

Nikoru, remembering Maria's gentle guidance, began to experiment. She licked, she swirled, she applied soft pressure with her tongue, then drew back, watching Maria’s reactions, listening to her soft moans. Each sound of pleasure from Maria fueled Nikoru’s confidence, making her bolder, more adventurous. She found Maria’s clitoris, already throbbing, and began to lavish it with attention, mirroring the precise, passionate strokes Maria had used on her. Maria's moans grew louder, more urgent, her body beginning to tremble. The experienced one was succumbing to the inexperienced one's eager touch, a truly beautiful dynamic from "Our Dating Story: The Experienced You And The Inexperienced Me."

Maria's hips began to buck, mirroring Nikoru's earlier movements. "Nikoru… oh, Nikoru, my love…" she gasped, her voice thick with desire. Nikoru intensified her efforts, her tongue working diligently, passionately, determined to bring Maria to the same dizzying heights of pleasure she had just experienced. She felt a profound connection, a shared intimacy that went beyond words.

Maria cried out, a powerful, guttural sound of release, her body convulsing in a breathtaking climax. Nikoru felt the tremors of Maria’s orgasm ripple through her own body, a profound sense of accomplishment and shared bliss. She continued to lick and suckle until Maria's shudders subsided, leaving her panting and gloriously spent.

Nikoru slowly raised her head, her lips glistening, a triumphant smile on her face. Maria’s eyes, soft and hazy with pleasure, met hers. "My sweet Nikoru," Maria whispered, her voice full of awe and adoration. "You are truly magnificent. You learned so quickly."

Nikoru blushed, but her smile remained. She snuggled against Maria, pulling the blanket over them both. Their bodies, damp with sweat and flushed with passion, pressed together, skin against skin. The rain still pattered outside, a gentle lullaby to their shared intimacy. Nikoru rested her head on Maria’s chest, listening to the steady beat of her heart, feeling completely content, utterly loved, and profoundly awakened.

This night, this journey of discovery, had been everything she had hoped for and more. Maria, the "Keikenzumi Na Kimi To," had not only shown her the depths of physical pleasure but had also deepened the emotional bond they shared, a bond that had blossomed beautifully through the pages of "Our Dating Story: The Experienced You And The Inexperienced Me." Nikoru, the once inexperienced, now understood that the journey of love and intimacy with Maria was just beginning, and she was more than ready for every wonderful, sensual step they would take together, guided by their mutual love and profound understanding.

As the first hints of dawn began to paint the sky, filtering softly through Maria's window, Nikoru stirred in Maria's embrace. She looked up at Maria, who was still asleep, a peaceful, contented smile on her lips. Nikoru gently stroked Maria's hair, her heart overflowing with love. This new world of passion, of shared intimacy, was something she would cherish forever. And she knew, with absolute certainty, that with Maria as her guide, their story, their own "Keikenzumi Na Kimi To," would continue to be the most beautiful and fulfilling adventure of her life.