I leaned in again, this time catching Aisha off guard with a deep kiss that made her gasp into my mouth. Her hands clutched my shoulders, and her body pressed closer, like she was melting into me.
She broke it with a breathy giggle, eyes half-lidded. "You're insatiable today…"
"I haven't even started," I whispered against her lips, before turning to Hana.
She jolted, eyes wide. "W-Wait, again—?"
But I didn't wait. I kissed her slowly this time, letting her ease into it. Her fingers trembled on my chest, but her lips parted for me—shy, soft, warm.
Aisha watched with a teasing smirk. "Look at her… so red."
"I-It's your fault!" Hana whispered, panting as she looked between the two of us. "You two are too much…"
I chuckled and stole a kiss from Aisha again. Then Hana. Then back. I was spoiling myself—and loving every second.
The girls started leaning into me, cheeks flushed, breaths mixing with mine, caught in the rhythm of lips brushing lips. My hands stayed wrapped around their waists, pulling them tighter.
"Maybe we should stay here all day," I murmured.
Aisha gave me a sultry grin. "And do what, exactly?"
"Practice kissing," I said innocently.
"Kissing doesn't usually involve hands on hips," Hana muttered, glancing down.
"Wanna bet?" I said with a wink—and kissed her again, longer this time.
She sighed into me. "You're impossible…"
"But you love it."
"…Maybe," she said, and kissed me on her own this time.
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"I want all of you here," I murmured, lips still warm from the last kiss.
Aisha raised an eyebrow, amused. "All of us?"
"I mean it," I said, grinning. "I want Mei, Aoi… even Akemi. The full set."
"Akemi?" Hana blinked. "You mean the ghost who launched a beach ball into your crotch?"
"She has potential," I said, dead serious. "Chaotic energy. You can't buy that."
Aisha burst into laughter. "You're such an idiot."
"But I'm your idiot," I teased, pressing another kiss to her neck. She gasped a little, heat returning to her cheeks.
"And what," Hana asked, voice muffled as she tried to hide her embarrassment behind her hands, "do you plan to do with all of us? Beach yoga? Group hug?"
I looked at both of them, then smirked. "Just... more love. I want to spoil you all. Each in your own way."
Aisha leaned in, whispering, "You just want to make Mei lose her mind."
"She will," Hana said flatly. "The second she sees you this cozy with us, she'll combust. Spontaneously. There'll be a chalk outline."
"Then I'll calm her down with my kisses," I said confidently. "They work on everyone."
"Cocky," Aisha giggled, nuzzling against me. "But not wrong."
I pulled them both close again. "I'm serious. You're all mine. And I'm all yours."
They didn't answer right away—just leaned in, lips finding mine again, one after the other, until we were tangled in warmth, sun, and soft kisses.
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"Hmm?" Hana tilted her head just as Aisha slid into my lap, their sides touching—no, pressing together. Soft fabric brushing soft fabric. My heart did a backflip.
"Hey," I smirked. "That's not fair. You're double-teaming me."
Hana stammered, cheeks red. "I-I didn't mean to... it's just tight here!"
"It's tight because you're both on top of me," I replied dramatically, eyes darting between them. "But I accept my fate."
Aisha leaned in, her voice low. "Then accept this too." She kissed me—slow, wet, her lips slightly open, her breath teasing mine. My head tilted to the side, matching her rhythm, hands gripping lightly at her waist as the kiss deepened.
A quiet mmph slipped from her as I gently pulled back and turned to Hana.
"Don't worry, Hana. You're next."
She blinked, panicking. "W-What?"
Before she could back away, I cupped her cheek and planted a soft, lingering kiss on her lips. It took only a second for her to stop resisting. Her arms found my shoulders. Her lips parted.
"Gah—wet!" she murmured as our tongues brushed.
"Welcome to the deep end," I grinned, kissing her again. She let out a soft moan she tried—and failed—to swallow.
Aisha laughed. "You're corrupting her all over again."
"I prefer the term affectionately brainwashing."
Suddenly, I said casually, "Akemi, come here."
There was a pop! sound. A crab exploded in a puff of pink mist—and out came Akemi, looking smug as ever, bikini fluttering as if the laws of anime physics refused to behave around her.
Hana and Aisha screamed.
"HOW DID YOU KNOW SHE WAS IN THE CRAB?!"
I shrugged. "My love senses were tingling."
Akemi floated over, wrapping her ghostly arms around me. "And what do those senses say now?"
"That it's time for a four-way kiss."
Aisha choked. "EXCUSE ME?!"
"Relax," I said. "It's just three girls kissing one guy. Perfectly balanced."
"Like a BLENDY commercial," Akemi added, smirking.
As they all hesitated, I leaned forward, grabbing Aisha's chin, then Hana's, and finally Akemi's ghostly face (I was the only one who could touch her, after all). One by one, I kissed them—wet, deep, each time drawing a gasp or moan.
Aisha kissed back hungrily. Hana trembled with every touch. Akemi, being... well, Akemi, stuck out her tongue midway through our kiss and said, "Taste test approved."
"Did you just... rate my kiss?" I asked.
"Solid 8.5. Could be wetter."
"Challenge accepted."
I went back in for another, tongue grazing hers this time. Hana squeaked when my hand accidentally brushed her hip. "T-Too much stimulation...!"
"Overload complete," I teased. "Error 404: Composure Not Found."
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I gave them a smug grin, reclining slightly in the sand. "Alright, if we're doing this, I want you all to keep things fair," I said. "Aisha already did it once. You two"—I looked at Hana and Akemi—"are falling behind."
Aisha gave an exaggerated sigh of pride, her hand on her hip. "See? I'm the best girlfriend already."
Hana's cheeks puffed. "Unfair! You had a head start!"
Akemi twirled around dramatically, throwing her arms into the air. "Fiiine, but only if you promise not to faint from my cuteness!"
"Promise broken in advance," I said with a wink.
Slowly but steadily, Hana reached out for the string holding her bikini top. Her face beet red from embrassment, but tucked on the string, as she tried not to dissapoint me.
Akemi followed suit, hesitantly, reaching for her own top's string. Her face equally red.
Before long, their top fell of and they pulled a trembling hand in front of their boobs, hiding them behind their arms.
Their red, purky nipples, hidden below their arms, anticipation building up within me.
Slowly, I extended my hand toward them, resting my hand on their arms.
"I wanna see how beautiful my girl friends are." I whispered, reassuring them.
With a determined grin but still shy, they let me move their arms.
"Oh my god," I said, holding a hand over my heart like I'd been struck by divine ecchi energy. "This is... spiritual."
Aisha snorted. "Spiritual? Seriously?"
The perky, soft rosy buds stood in front of me. Hana with her bigger once, in contrast to Akemi. Though, Aisha won without any competition.
Aisha could take it, and pulled her top up— BOOING, revealing her bare chest. The same mounds I see every night.
"Ito... Look at me too. They are same thing you suck greedily like a baby every night." Aishs said shamelssly, tough a blush formed on her cheek.
Suddenly, I took my mobile phone out.
"Ito-kun," Hana mumbled, her face red, hands clutched near her chest. "Y-you're not actually gonna take a photo, right...?"
Click.
A beat of silence.
"You did NOT just—!!" Hana tackled me with the force of ten tiny fireballs.
"I-I'm not deleting it!" I laughed, rolling back as Akemi hovered over us, laughing.
Aisha sat down next to me with a sigh, nudging my shoulder. "You really are hopeless... but kind of charming when you're hopeless."
"You mean dangerously hot," I corrected her.
"Dangerously dumb," Akemi added with a grin.
Hana sat cross-legged beside me again, still blushing, arms folded. "Pervert..."
"Pervert who loves you," I replied, leaning over to kiss her gently on the forehead.
That simple kiss, innocent as it was, turned quickly into another. A soft peck became a warmer press of lips. Then Aisha leaned in from the other side, capturing my other cheek with a kiss of her own.
I smirked. "Triple kiss time?"
Akemi raised her hand like she was answering a teacher. "Ooh! I volunteer as tribute!"
"But before that, let me put back your bikini tops. I don't want any other guy seeing what rightfully mine." I said, my tone filled with teasing energy.
All of them nodded. Slowly, I put the top back on Hana and Akemi.
Then I looked at Aisha, hiding her boobs behind her arms. Earlier, she had pulled her top upward, without removing them.
"Aisha, you need to help, can't do it yourself?" I teased, a knowing smirk forming on my lips.
"Well..." She whispered, "I want the same previlages too.
I smiled and reached for her top, slowly, pulling them back on her breast
Then-
Our lips met again—this time all three girls surrounding me, playfully fighting for their share. Aisha kissed me deep, her hand on my neck. Hana hesitated but melted into it when I brushed her hair. Akemi's kiss came with laughter, teeth clashing playfully as she tried to tease me with her tongue.
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END OF CHAPTER : 43 : BEACH! : PART : 5 : IT CAN ALSO GO THREEWAYS!
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