A Manager & His Ward's Rival

Masato's member throbbed painfully yet pleasurably within Chigusa's womanhood. He continued to amaze himself by somehow holding his orgasm back despite the best temptations of the flesh surrounding his and the moans that issued from Chigusa's sweet lips. But when Chigusa signalled her readiness to cum, the shuddering Masato let himself loose with a cry of "Chigusaaa!" that entered her mouth when they kissed, his cum meeting and mixing with hers inside her body.

Afterwards, for what was but a few moments that felt like forever, Masato would collapse atop of Chigusa, panting and sweating. "Chigusa... Chigusa..."

Chigusa's cry of pleasure was mostly silenced by this kiss, and the feeling of Masato's sperm shooting deep into her sex made her cum hard as well. She bucked a few times before riding out her orgasm. She collapsed down, with Masato's naked form on top of her. Her arms still hugged him close, almost as if she didn't want to let him go. And his cock was still deep inside her, her sex refusing to let that go as well.

"Ahhh.... that was amazing..." she moaned, closing her eyes and taking a little break.

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Megumi carried the smaller defeated girl in her arms back to the Eclipse dressing room. She felt kinda bad for Haruka, but she still wanted to have some fun with her and... break her in, if you will. She slowly set the girl down on the couch, letting her lie there for a moment as Megumi went to the shower and cleaned herself off. She was waiting for Haruka to wake up, letting the smaller idol rest a little before teaching her a lesson.

Still moaning out her name -"Chigusa... Chigusa..."-, Masato's arms weakly slid around Chigusa waist. The young man was soon soundly snuggled atop of the idol, his groans softening into whispers before he fell soundly asleep with his manhood still inside of her and his heart now in her hands...

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Haruka came out of warm black unconsciousness with a low moan. "Unnghh..." The naked girl, her bare body glistening from sweat, oil, and cum, sat up on the sofa and rubbed at her bleary eyes. She looked around her, blinked, and muttered "This isn't my apartment... or Yatori-senpai's apartment... Where am I? Masato-kun?"

Hearing Haruka's voice, Megumi turned off the water in the shower, threw on a towel, and came out. "Good morning sleeping beauty!" she chirped happily, "You're with me now!" She knelt down and grabbed Haruka's body, pulling her up to her feet if she wanted to or not. "Alright, lets get all this cleaned off of you," she said, "Don't want you to be all dirty before the fun really starts, now do we?"

For a brief moment, Haruka thought she saw Yatori come out of the shower. Then she realized it was Megumi, who acted pretty much like her senpai, hence her initial confusion.

Now she remembered their match, if one could call Megumi's utter domination of her a match. She blushed. Megumi must have knocked hr out and taken her home with her.

"Fun?" Haruka groaned. Megumi really was like Yatori. She wondered what would happen if the two of them ever fought. Still, she didn't resist Megumi's tug towards the shower. Haruka did need a bath, and she was sort of used to Yatori's attention, so she guessed Megumi wouldn't be too bad. "Yes, Megumi-san..."

Megumi smiled, seeing that Haruka wasn't that much out of it, and that she was pretty accepting of the situation she was in right now. She led Haruka over to the shower, turning it back on. The water was still warm from Megumi's shower, which allowed the idol to push her in without much of a wait, before stepping in herself.

"You waking up interrupted my shower, you know," Megumi said, as she poured some shampoo onto her hands, then ran it into Haruka's hair, soaping her up. "I was only halfway done, so I'm gonna join you ^_^" She busily ran her hands over Haruka's body, soaping her up and feeling her up as well whether she wanted it or not!

The shower stall was smaller than the one in Yatori's apartment, so it was a rather comfier fit for her and Megumi. And the hot water felt wonderful on Haruka's sticky skin. "Ooohhh..." the younger girl groaned with pleasure. "That's so good..."

Her guess about Megumi's similarity to Yatori proved true. "I'm sorry for interrupting your shower, Megumi-san." Haruka was really contrite about it. The shower did feel wondrous, and she did feel bad that she interrupted such a boon for Megumi.

So she accepted the shampooing of her hair without complaint. It made Megumi seem like a big sister in Haruka's opinion- though a big sister wasn't supposed to grope her little sister using the pretext of soaping up her body. Well, Yatori did much the same thing to her, after all. And Haruka really felt like Megumi was an older sister to her despite the fondling. Maybe it was because they were both idols.

The younger idol moaned happily as Megumi's hands rubbed frothy soap into her sensitivities. "That tickles, Megumi-oneechan," she moaned.

Calling her oneechan made Megumi pause for a moment and blush deeply. She had never been called something like that before by anyone, which is why it threw up a torrent of emotions that Megumi had no idea how to react to. The pause might've lasted for quite a while, until Megumi realized that her hands were still right on Haruka's rather small breasts, and she as supposed to still be soaping her up.

Megumi suddenly leaned down and hugged Haruka closely. She came into this fully intending to make Haruka her bitch for the night, but after that single word Megumi was left only with compassion for the girl. "You're really something, Haruka-chan," Megumi said, "To call me that even while I'm doing this to you." She slowly moved her hands up to Haruka's shoulders, turning her around.

"Alright Haruka, tell oneesama, where do you need to get cleaned the most?" Megumi said with a wry smile, wondering how she should play this one out.

Haruka had felt the change in Megumi through the hands cupping her breasts, which now held her possessively and even protectively. So she wasn't surprised by the embrace that followed. But to her astonishment, she also wasn't embarrassed by the feel of Megumi's breasts pressing into her back. No, Megumi's embrace her felt right. She reached up to those hands pressed upon her front and held them gently. Yes, they felt just right there, indeed.

"I think," she told Megumi when they came face-to-face, "I think it's just right I call you that, Megumi-oneechan." Haruka had a little brother, but somehow she felt closer to the redhead before her than to him. There was something she couldn't quite grasp or explain yet. But she knew it should be that way.

Her smile was shy and she could not look Megumi directly in the eyes. "Between my legs, Megumi-oneechan... I embarrassed myself there during our match..." Being brought to orgasm thrice in a row wasn't something to brag about, and Megumi was the one who did that to her, but it still felt right somehow.

The sheer adorableness of Haruka and the girl's reaction was enough to melt Megumi's heart entirely. No wonder this girl was so popular among the fans, Megumi couldn't help but like her! She nodded, holding back her gushing feelings as she reached up and grabbed the showerhead, then pulled it down.

"Alright then imouto-chan," Megumi said, playing along, "Let your oneesama clean that place up for you." She slowly brought the showerhead down, letting it wash over Haruka's sex on the gentlest setting. "First we gotta wash all the dirtyness off," Megumi said, "Then oneesama's gonna soap you up and make you all clean! How's that sound Haruka-chan?"

Megumi was born an only child, so she never had the chance to play big sister to anyone. Most of her friends were her equals, so this was the first time she tried anything like this. She could only hope she was getting it right...