Chapter 342: This Is No Match for Black Silk Stockings

After entering the groom's dressing room, Hojo Kyosuke looked around.

Compared to the last time he came to wear a boutonniere, there were fewer things here. The boxes that contained work IDs and boutonnieres were gone. I don't know if it was to avoid being charged cleaning fees or to avoid the memorial hall not being rented out to them next time. In short, there was almost no chores in the dressing room with dark red carpet.

On the edge of the table, there were several beautifully packaged gift boxes. When he walked over, he saw his name and a list of items, which were a 100,000 yen library card, a set of mechanical pencils, and some small items for commemoration.

One of the most interesting items was a special edition of "The Devotion of Suspect X", with a pure white cover and big red words on it saying "Honoya Grand Prize" and the title and author's name. I have to say that the red and white color combination is classic, but such a simple cover that seems to have no design is very beautiful.

Hojo Kyosuke reached out and picked up the book, and was about to open it to see how the printing inside was. If it was good, wouldn't it cost one or two hundred copies to give away?

But before he opened it, he heard the sound of the door opening behind him.

It wasn't Hamamoto Shigeru, he made this judgment immediately.

When he turned around, a surprised smile appeared on his face.

"Shiyu..."

He only had time to say two words before his mouth was tightly blocked, and the whole person was almost "knocked" back by the pair of towering soft breasts. Fortunately, his body, which had been tempered for thousands of times, was amazingly strong, and he could withstand any impact steadily. Not to mention this kind of impact, even if Senior Shiyu sat on him, it would be a piece of cake.

Two warm and soft red lips immediately held his lower lip, and before he could see Senior Shiyu's face clearly, the breath exhaled from the other's nose hit his face, with undisguised panting and burning.

Then the girl who offered the kiss quickly adjusted the position of her lips, so that the two mouths were tightly pressed together without any gap.

A soft and slippery little tongue entered his mouth like a snake escaping from a hole, and then swept through his mouth at a suffocating rhythm. It entangled with his tongue and licked every corner of his mouth, as if to find a treasure that did not exist here.

This was a crazy and passionate kiss, so intense that it was breathless. The girl not only wanted to suck all the saliva in his mouth, but even wanted to get air from him.

Huh~ um~ ah~~

Kasumigaoka Utaha's breathing was rapid and short, accompanied by a blood-pumping panting sound. It was hard to say whether it was caused by the fast walking or because she hugged the man who was like a strong aphrodisiac to her.

Don't talk, don't talk, don't talk...

The girl closed her eyes tightly, just wanting to focus all her attention on her lips.

Long before, standing in the dark, looking at the man standing on the radiant stage, listening to him declare to the world that he was the most important person to him, her heart kept throbbing, and a strong impulse drove her.

Do something, do something, hug Kyosuke, kiss his lips, hug him, feel his breath...

Kyosuke Hojo's speech continued, and Kasumigaoka Utaha's heart was filled with emotion. Every word and sentence was like sand in an hourglass, constantly flowing down, filling up the bottom and shortening the countdown.

Now, the countdown is over, she hugged him, she wanted to take the accumulated emotion, enjoy the aftertaste, and enjoy this perfect kiss.

She always knew that no matter how much etiquette she learned, no matter how advanced her thoughts were.

Human beings are always creatures of desire. If you want to ask why, those laws and moral agreements are the best proof.

Now, the winner of the Honya Grand Prize, who stood on the podium, surrounded by spotlights and cameras, and was the focus of everyone's attention, was in her arms, tightly held by her arms.

That mouth that spoke eloquently and applauded the whole venue, and announced to the whole world that she was his "Kanojiyo", was being held in her mouth, and she was allowed to plunder both the eloquent tongue and the sweet saliva.

Kasumigaoka Utaha knew that fans always had a special feeling for their idols, and even if they were just replied to by their idols on the Internet, they would be so excited that they couldn't sleep all night.

And now, just standing on the stage, his name would appear on the front page of all newspapers tomorrow, and he was as dazzling as the sun in the sky. Now, he was held in her arms like a child.

People always want to have more, but now...

The tip of his nose kept rubbing against Kyousuke's cheek, and he couldn't tell whether it was the sweat on his nose or the sweat on Kyousuke's face, making the friction extremely smooth. His breathing went from calm and long at the beginning to rapid and hot like his own, and his throat also let out a low roar like an unsatisfied beast.

The breaths of the two mixed together, and then were inhaled into the other's nose, along the trachea into the lungs, bringing oxygen to the left atrium, giving her more strength to let her tongue lick happily in his mouth, playing hide-and-seek with that python-like tongue.

Thinking of this, Kasumigaoka Utaha opened her mouth wider, wanting to wrap up Kyosuke's mouth completely. Driven by some emotion, the girl's desire to attack continued to soar.

Those plump and bright red lips, like licking ice cream, moved up a little along the edge of Hojo Kyosuke's lips, slowly wrapping the mouth that was just giving a speech on the stage. The soft lips not only felt the skin of Kyousuke's skin The light fibers of sweat coated her, and she could also feel the slightly stinging touch of stubble.

The slight stimulation made the girl even more excited. The appearance of Hu Zha made her embrace this big boy even more, a fully mature man. An invisible male hormone made her burgundy eyes even more misty.

She hugged Hojo Kyousuke's fingers and kept increasing the strength, as if she wanted to embed her fingers tightly into his body, as if she wanted to rub his whole body into her body, and wanted to become one with him. .

People are always eager to have more. When life is difficult, they long for food and clothing. After meeting the necessities of life, they also have a desire for money and honor. Possessiveness is like a perpetual motion machine, roaring in people's chests, spawning more desires.

Possessiveness, competitiveness, vanity, desire for power

As creatures driven by desires, people cannot be called human beings once they lose their desires.

But now, feeling the big tongue entangled with his own little tongue, Kasumigaoka Shiyu only feels that whether it is possessiveness, competition, vanity, desire for power... that endless desire seems to have been filled. , and even overflow.

Standing under the spotlight, like a god, the person who makes everyone uncontrollably focus on him is Hojo Kyosuke.

After finishing his acceptance speech, as soon as he stepped off the podium, there were countless people in the venue waiting to establish relationships with him, and there were so many reporters waiting to dig out secrets from him.

Such a man, here, in this unknown dressing room, was held in her arms and kissed by her with her breasts and arms.

The beautiful girl's usually small and attractive lips were now sucking the fluid from Hojo Kyosuke's mouth with all her strength.

However, the girl who just now felt filled with desire. Her fingers gripped Kyousuke's back with such force that every joint on her slender fingers was clearly visible, without even considering whether the high-end handmade suit would be wrinkled by her.

However, the harder the girl tried to pull him towards her and integrate herself into him, the more emptiness the girl felt. Just a simple kiss was completely unable to satisfy her ever-increasing desire.

"Kyosuke~~"

The girl's voice was like crying. The sound coming from the deepest part of her throat was so charming that it almost sounded like she was crying.

The wine-red eyes were no longer misty, but the corners of the eyes were slightly moist.

The desire, the longing, the desire to be filled.

Although her lips briefly let go of Hojo Kyosuke, Kasumigaoka Shiha still held him tightly in her arms with her tall chest and slender arms, and her arms kept exerting force, as if she wanted to use the person in her arms People fill the void of desire.

"Shiyu..."

Hojo Kyousuke's voice, which was always as clear as the cold wind on the ice field, could not be raised quickly. Kasumigaoka felt good. Now he was almost turning into a beast. His voice was low and his eyes were intense, as if he wanted to eat someone.

He has never been a submissive person. Although the rise and fall of fifty kilograms on his body is a piece of cake for him, he still prefers to take the initiative.

But whether it was the time when Senior Shiyu came to the locker room, the hot and short breath, or the almost crazy kiss, he could fully feel the girl's excitement. So he gave the initiative to her and let her take charge of the kiss.

But now, Shiyu's lustful burgundy eyes seemed to be saying helplessly and eagerly, "Do something, do something, I am yours now." He knew it was time for him to take action, he handed the trophy to her, and now it was time for her to share the glory.

"Hmm~~"

Kasumigaoka Shiyu didn't dodge at all, she moaned softly, her big watery eyes kept firing, and at the same time she swayed her body slightly, so that she could feel Kyosuke more about her tall chest. This kind of friction made her chest feel like an electric current.

The desire in her heart seemed to be calmed down slightly, but before she was satisfied, it was like a storm after calming down. The desire became more and more intense, like a fire burning in her heart, making her unable to help but raise her head again and pout her little mouth again. Ask for a kiss.

Hojo Kyousuke didn't say much, this is what life is all about and you have to be happy.

Winning the grand prize and kissing the beauty, the general sequence of the story is this.

The only thing that made him a little doubtful was that this place didn't seem comfortable or safe.

Did Shiyu lock the door?

But looking at the longing on the girl's beautiful face, he couldn't bear it any longer. He lowered his head and pressed hard on those two bright red and full lips. He passed his hands through Shiyu's armpits, He hugged her tightly.

Hojo Kyosuke's strength was incomparable to Kasumigaoka Shiu's. When Bei's pair of thick arms hugged her, she felt that her breasts were almost being squashed, and she felt a sense of suffocation. Fortunately, she soon ran out of time. Think about breathing.

She thought her kiss was already crazy, but Kyousuke's was even more passionate.

While responding, her slender legs wrapped in black and hidden in a slim-fitting black dress couldn't help but lift up slightly, rubbing against the sides of Hojo Kyousuke's legs.

Kyosuke Hojo could clearly feel the feeling of the legs, and his big hands slid down along Shiyu's smooth shoulders. Although the girl's figure was plump and sexy, her shoulder blades and ribs were clearly visible under his hands.

The black dress was as high-end as it looked, and the material was soft and smooth. Although it was not as delicate and tender as the girl's skin, it did not prevent him from feeling this sexy body.

In Kasumigaoka Shiyu's feeling, the big hands behind her were like electric currents, constantly wandering behind her, and the places he touched would become scorching. The girl's whole body was shouting with desire, begging those hands to stay on her body for more time, begging him to touch her more.

But those hands were as cold and tough as his master. Although her back was so slender and sexy, Kyosuke continued to touch her without stopping.

The hands slid down from the neck, along the side of his body, over the lower edge of his chest, along the beautifully curved waistline, the longest middle finger had already touched his belly button, but the slender and soft waistline still couldn't let him stay.

Yes, Hojo Kyosuke's purpose was very clear. Although he was very reluctant to let go of Senior Shiyu's small waist, he wanted to play with it carefully and draw with his tongue on her flat belly. But he still went down, down.

The plump buttocks that were scolded by Eriri jealously were still on the ceremony stage before. Looking at the back of Senior Shiyu holding her trophy and walking down the stage, looking at the round and perky buttocks outlined by the slim black skirt, he wondered what such a buttocks would feel like to touch.

Although he knew it last night or before, he didn't know it today.

Now, gently sticking to the black skirt, feeling the silkiness of the fabric, and stroking along the beautiful curve of the buttocks for a while. When his fingers just reached the edge of the buttocks and were about to reach the base of the thighs, he pinched upwards fiercely.

"Ah~~Ah~"

The sudden impact made Kasumigaoka Shiyu, whose lips were still firmly grasped by Hojo Kyosuke, couldn't help but let out a soft moan from her nose. Those autumn-water-like eyes opened, tearful and about to burst, and it was hard to tell whether the expression was satisfaction or blame. It seemed like he was saying to be gentler, and it seemed like he wanted Hojo Kyosuke to be more forceful.

Hojo Kyosuke didn't have time to think about that. If necessary, he would think about it carefully when Senior Shiyu lay in his arms.

He pinched a buttock with his left and right hands respectively, and his fingers were deeply sunk into the soft flesh. He knew what it felt like.

Satisfied, extremely satisfied.

Kneading the plump and perky buttocks non-stop.

As Hojo Kyosuke moved, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's nose and throat kept emitting subtle and charming moans, which stimulated someone to suck and knead harder.

He finally understood why humans yearn for big data, the caliber of guns and cannons, the height of buildings, the size of ships, cup size, hip circumference...

Big is good, of course, in perfect proportion. After all, no matter how big the caliber of guns and cannons is, it is useless if the power of the ammunition cannot keep up.

Such a plump buttocks can only sway and make people yearn for it under such a slender and graceful waist.

Although kneading such a plump buttocks really satisfied Hojo Kyosuke, he still did not stop.

Damn, Kasumigaoka Utaha, it's so perfect.

The most perfect breasts have not been moved, but the smooth back, the slender waist that can be held in one hand, the round and plump buttocks... Any one of them makes him want to play with it for a year.

Year after year, it really won't get boring for a lifetime.

His hand slid down along the curve of the buttocks and continued down along the black skirt.

No, why haven't I touched the familiar black silk yet?

Under the palm, there is always the silky and smooth touch of the black dress. Although the feeling is very good, it is no match for black stockings.