田舎の家での禁断の味

I was lying on the old wooden couch in the guest room of the dacha when Alina walked in with a tray. Her white nurse's uniform hugged her hips, and the look she gave me lingered far too long for a routine check-up. We both knew I wasn't here for a real illness—just a pulled ligament from a picnic with friends. But her fingers, brushing against my shoulder, trembled a little more than necessary.

"How are you feeling today, Max?" she asked quietly, setting the tray on the table. Her voice was hushed, as if afraid the walls might hear. Outside, the pines rustled, and the house was silent—everyone had gone to the lake.

I caught her wrist, and she didn't pull away. My heart was pounding so hard I thought she could hear it.

「アリナ……あなたも考えてたんでしょう？」私は彼女の茶色い瞳をまっすぐ見つめてささやいた。

She bit her lip, cheeks flushing.

「もう半年……あなたが私たちの病院に来てから。ずっと黙ってた。あなたを見て、想像してた……あなたがどうするかって……」彼女は言葉を途切れさせ、息を速めた。薄いTシャツの上から私の胸に指を滑らせた。「ここ、このダーチャで、みんながいない今……もう我慢できない」

The tension hung thick, like summer air before a storm. I pulled her closer, and our lips met—first tentative, then hungry. Her tongue was hot, her hands damp with nervousness. The uniform came undone on its own, revealing a lace bra and smooth skin. I ran my palm down her back, feeling her shiver.

"Then don't hold back," I breathed against her lips. "Show me what you've been dreaming about."

アリナはソファの前で膝をつき、目は興奮と見つかるかもしれないという微かな恐怖で輝いていた。彼女の手は震えながら私のショートパンツを下ろした。私のペニスはすでに硬く、彼女の視線の下で脈打っていた。彼女は唇を舐め、それを見上げた。

"It's so... big," she whispered, wrapping her fingers around the base. "I've imagined taking it in my mouth so many times... right here, where no one can see."

彼女の息が私の肌を焼いた。私は彼女の黒い髪に指を通し、押し付けず、ただ支えた。アリーナは身を寄せ、柔らかい唇が先端に触れた——最初は優しく、舌がカリをなぞる。その音は濡れていて、静かで、古い床板のきしみと外の遠い鳥のさえずりに対してほとんど淫らだった。彼女はもっと大きく口を開け、ゆっくりと私を深く咥えていった。彼女の口の温かさと湿り気が私のチンポを包み、舌が下から押し当てられ、竿に沿って滑る。

"Oh, Alina... deeper, if you want," I exhaled, my voice cracking.

She moaned in response, the vibration running through my entire length. Her head moved unhurriedly, up and down, taking a little more each time. Saliva dripped down her chin, falling onto her chest, leaving wet trails on the lace. I could hear her breathing through her nose, muffled, trying to stay quiet. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked harder, her eyes looking up, full of desire and forbidden delight.

"You're so... hot when you do that..." I whispered, stroking her cheek. "Did you dream about this at the hospital? When you gave me my shots?"

She nodded, not releasing my cock from her mouth. Her lips wrapped tightly around me, her tongue swirling, teasing. I felt the head press against her throat, felt her gag slightly, but she didn't stop. Tears welled in the corners of her eyes, but she smiled around my cock—a mischievous, aroused smile. Her hand stroked my balls, fingers rolling them gently while her mouth kept working—rhythmic, wet, greedy.

I couldn't hold back and thrust my hips forward slightly.

"I want to cum in your mouth... okay?" I asked hoarsely, already on the edge.

「んっ……いい……お願い……」と彼女は息を弾ませ、ほんの一瞬だけ顔を離した。声はかすれ、唇は唾液でてらてらと光っていた。「あなたの精液を味わいたいの……全部」

アリナはスピードを上げ、頭の動きを速め、喉をリラックスさせて私のものをほぼ根元まで咥えました。吸い付く音、柔らかな喘ぎ声、彼女の息遣いが大きくなりました。私はソファの端を掴み、下腹部に高まる緊張を感じていました。最初の強烈な迸り——そして熱いザーメンが彼女の口の中に放たれました。彼女は離さず、静かな満足げな喘ぎ声とともに貪欲に飲み込みました。少しが顎に垂れましたが、彼女はそれを全て舐め取り、最後の一滴まで搾り取るように吸い続けました。

私が萎えると、彼女は立ち上がり、手の甲で唇を拭い、はにかみながらも勝ち誇った微笑みを浮かべた。

"Tasty..." she whispered, kissing me on the lips. There was still a salty taste in my mouth.

The night passed in half-sleep, embraces, and quiet conversation. In the morning, sunlight filtered through the curtains, smelling of coffee and pine resin. Alina, wearing only my robe, was brewing coffee in the small kitchen. I came up behind her, wrapped my arms around her waist. She startled, then leaned back into me.

「おはよう」と彼女は振り返らずに言った。声は柔らかかったが、同じ輝きがあった。「コーヒーは？」

「ああ。それに君も……まただ」私は彼女の首にキスをしながら答えた。

彼女はそっと笑ったが、肩越しに投げかけた視線は、同じ禁じられた思いでいっぱいだった。私たちはコーヒーを飲みながら、友人たちが湖から戻るまで、互いに視線を盗み合っていた。誰も私たちの間に起きたことを疑わなかった。でも、二人ともわかっていた——これはほんの始まりにすぎないと。