Is this called love? (Part 7) - Chapter 3

She was trying to curl up once again, however, my arms were way too stiff to even budge away from her. I was so close to her that I could feel her whole back against my chest while trying to keep my raging cock from touching her.

"....n-no… I c-can do that by m-myself–"

"No, I insist."

And without giving her time to get frustrated by what to do, I let my hands do their magic by rubbing her belly gently with the sponge I was using.

"Ahnn….n-no…..hnnn"

I wasn't sure how it would feel to have someone else wash your body like this. That's why I assumed she must be feeling sensitive about having someone else do it. She began slightly moaning as she tried curling up, only to fail to do so because of the sensation on her belly.

"See, you can barely stand straight? How can you wash yourself like this?"

"Aaahh!! N-no! I'm n-not t-tireed, mhhhhh!!!" 

Her own hands gripped mine that were washing her belly with the intention of stopping me. But the pleasure and tickling alone caused her body to twitch each time I found a weak spot.

"hnnn…. n-no….."

My hands continued going in a circle shape around her belly until the sponge finally found its way between her breasts. Her body was so cute that my hand easily moved up as I was trying to foam her chest.

"....n-not there….hnnnnnn!!!"

"Not where? Can you be more specific?"

Despite only being lightly touched by the sponge, the sponge continued to move up and down between her breasts, causing a tickling sensation near the lumps of meat. 

"ahnn…..Not t-there…hnnn"

And as I slowly made my way underneath her breasts, I gently used my other arm to support her body by holding her belly.

"Hnnnn…n-no….. Ahnnn…"

While I could feel her stomach twitching each time I rubbed underneath her breast, her body trembled at the pleasure she was experiencing through the sponge and my embrace on her belly. Our bodies were pretty close right now, and each time I would rub somewhere sensitive, she would jolt and use my chest as a way to rest.

"Haaa…haa….haa….."

Her face was flushed, and together with the steam of this whole bath, her senses were beginning to grow dull.

"...."

She seemed to be resting on my chest, after I had stopped for a slight moment. I knew that she was still conscious, that's why I let her rest for a bit before letting go of her seductive belly, then grabbing the bottle and soaping my hands.

"...."

Once there was enough soap on my hands, I grabbed both of her breasts.

"Hya!? Hnnn, w-wait! Ahnnnn!"

She immediately began moaning as she grasped my hands in order to stop me, however, due to the sensation of getting her breasts washed and rubbed, her body shivered as she slowly fell to the pleasantness and itchiness of having her breasts played with.

"Hnnn, n-no…. AHNN!"

Her breasts, which were beginning to become slippier thanks to the soap, allowed my hands to gently rub her lumps of meat from behind. My hands continued groping her as they changed shape each time I tried closing my fingers.

"Hnnn, w-wait... nhhh…"

And no matter how many times I continued playing with her breasts, she still continued moaning while moving back and forth from having her sensitive spots rubbed.

"Your breasts must've been dirty as well."

Then, once I got a better understanding of how her amazing breasts were acting as stress balls, I gently pinched both of her nipples, earning a flinch as her moans grew louder.

"S-stophyaaa! T-touching m-my n-nipples! HNnnnnnnN!!! N-noo!!!" 

She gripped my hands as I teased her weak spots. Even though her words were saying no, she was actually locking my hands over her breasts as if telling me to continue.

And who was I to decline such a tempting offer?

While also groping her breasts, I began rubbing and pinching her nipples with my thumb and index fingers at the same time.

"Mhhhhhhh!!! Hnnnn... ahhhnnnn!!" 

I'm not that knowledgeable, but based on what I've seen on the internet, this girl has at least the size of a C-cup breasts, or even bigger. They can easily fit my whole hands and allow me to continue groping them as two huge balls.

"Hnnnn...AH! hnnnnnggg!!"

Her nipples had also become completely erect, allowing me to get a better pinch on them. 

Right now, I can only see her neck. That's why I continued guessing what shape her breasts had taken as I was playing with them.

"Ah….hnnnn…"

"Are you actually getting turned on by this? You know that I'm simply washing you." I grinned as I said that to her.

"N-no, hnnn… nhaaa….. Y-you're…..aaah, w-wrooooonnggg!!!" She denied her pleasures as she continued moaning. 

No matter how much I played with her breasts, I couldn't get enough of it. But since I didn't want to go too far, that's why I let her take a break for a few seconds.

"Haaa… haaa…  You promised, haaa…" 

She said as she was trying to catch her breath, her body limped as she was resting on my chest.

"I'm only washing you, what do you mean?" 

She continued panting as she let go of my hands, which were still holding her breasts as if I were a bra. A human bra. 

But I don't want to lie to myself and say that I wouldn't really mind becoming a girl's bra. Simply holding these mountains, jiggling breasts, simply brought relief and a sense of control over me.