I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 210: Exhibitionist

Chapter 210: Exhibitionist

‘Misuzu-san… Is she…?’

Kouhei had caught a hint of it earlier—back on the train, when her body shifted and tensed in certain ways. At the time, he brushed it off, blaming the tension on the awkward situation they were in. But now, here in the dim, poorly lit public restroom, with her pussy tightening like a vice around his cock, so warm and wet and desperate. It struck him like a jolt to the chest.

This wasn’t just reactionary. This was deliberate.

‘Exhibitionist…’

That single word echoed inside his head like a revelation. And truth be told, he might not have been far off at all.

Because Misuzu—Misuzu was enjoying this.

The unfiltered thrill of getting fucked in public, of doing something so dangerous and vulgar in a place anyone could walk into—it was lighting a fire inside her she never even knew existed. The pounding of her heart felt thunderous, slamming against her ribcage like it was trying to break free. Her body wasn’t just responding. It was craving it.

‘I… I can’t believe I’m making these sounds…’ she thought, panic clawing at her insides. ‘If someone hears… If they find out what I’m doing here, like this… they’ll report me… I’ll lose everything I’ve worked so hard for… I can’t let that happen. I absolutely can’t…!’

That was the voice of reason screaming in her mind, trying desperately to keep her grounded.

And yet…

‘And yet… I want more…’

She wanted more—more of his cock, more of this fear, this heat, this reckless arousal.

Driven by instinct, Misuzu leaned forward, pressing her upper body against the stall wall, her smooth ass sticking out toward him. Her palms braced against the door, her fingers twitching with anticipation. It was an invitation that screamed louder than any words could.

Kouhei’s eyes narrowed. He didn’t waste a second. Gripping the base of his cock, he lined himself up with her slick, trembling entrance. Her pussy was dripping with clear, glistening trails of love juice, like her body had already given him permission. And with one swift motion, he sank into her, thrusting forward and burying himself just shallowly enough to tease.

But even that shallow penetration was enough to make her gasp.

“Hmmmnnnnn!?”

Misuzu slapped a hand over her mouth, eyes wide with shock as the sound escaped her lips without warning.

“Hmm? Did you hear something?”

“It sounded like someone’s in the bathroom?”

“This place doesn’t get much traffic, does it?”

“No, not really. I heard people come here sometimes just to have sex. You know—blow off steam.”

“Maybe someone’s in one of the stalls right now.”

Outside the stall, the two girls’ voices floated in like ghosts. Their casual words felt like needles pricking at Misuzu’s skin, making her heart beat even faster. They were getting closer.

Inside the stall, Kouhei didn’t stop. His cock rubbed and ground into her shallow inner folds again and again, deliberately dragging his shaft out just enough to feel her cling to him—then pushing back in just to watch her squirm. Every motion was slow and torturous, like he was winding her up just to see when she’d snap.

“Let’s try peeking under the doors.”

Panic seized them both.

The girls outside started crouching, inspecting the floor under each stall door. Step by step, stall by stall—they were getting closer.

Inside, Misuzu and Kouhei froze. Not a single movement. Barely breathing. But Misuzu’s body was betraying her.

The closer the girls got, the tighter her pussy squeezed down on Kouhei’s cock like it was trying to pull him deeper. Her juices were flowing even more now—slick, hot, and shameless. Her body trembled with need.

‘Oh no… I’m…!’

She was teetering on the edge of climax, the tension in her gut growing unbearable. Her heart was pounding like a war drum. She didn’t know what was about to burst—her sanity or her control.

“Hnnnn… Nnn…”

Kouhei gritted his teeth. Her pussy was clenching so tightly around his shaft that it felt like she was going to milk him dry without even trying. He could barely hold it together.

Just as the girls reached the last stall—the one they were in—a shrill ringtone sliced through the tension.

“Hmm?”

“Who is it?”

“Ugh. It’s him again…”

“That guy still doesn’t know when to give up?”

“Nope. And honestly, his dick wasn’t even that big. Ugh. I really wish he’d just leave me alone already.”

“He probably still can’t get over you.”

“Ugh. Whatever. I’m just going to answer it and get rid of him…”

And just like that, their footsteps retreated.

The door creaked. The voices grew faint.

Kouhei and Misuzu finally exhaled at the same time, the air leaving their lungs like a heavy weight was lifted off their chests.

“They’re gone…” Kouhei whispered.

Misuzu was panting. It was deep, heavy breaths that racked through her body like she’d just sprinted for miles. Sweat trickled down her face, her bangs sticking to her forehead. Her expression… it was completely unrecognizable. Gone was the composed, elegant woman. In her place was a woman completely lost to lust.

Kouhei carefully helped her sit down on the toilet. Her body collapsed into it, boneless and trembling. Her skin glistened with sweat, and her breathing came out in steaming bursts. Her chest heaved with every inhale, her nipples standing firm, her breasts jiggling slightly with each shaky breath. Her pussy was still spasming, tiny twitches rocking her lower half.

Even her tongue hung limply from her mouth, eyes glazed over.

“It seems like you’re… an exhibitionist, Misuzu-san,” Kouhei said softly, his voice laced with amusement as he looked down at her.

“Ex… Exshibishionish…? Whash ish… thatt~…”

She slurred the words, her mind fogged and melted into mush. The term meant nothing to her—but her trembling body and glazed-over eyes spoke volumes louder than any dictionary could.

“Thank you for holding your voice in,” Kouhei murmured. “As a reward… I’ll make you cum your brains out.”

The moment those words hit her ears, her eyes lost focus, glazing over as if she had been struck by a wave of pure, overwhelming pleasure. Her pupils dilated and gradually shifted into the shape of hearts, betraying the arousal storming inside her mind.

Without hesitation, Kouhei grabbed her legs, lifting them high before folding her completely in half against the toilet. Her body offered no resistance. She flexible and compliant like a doll molded perfectly for his use. His fingers sank deep into her thighs with ease. Her flesh was impossibly soft, as if his hands were plunging into warm butter. Then, with her bent in such a lewd and vulnerable position, Kouhei guided his cock to her entrance and thrust himself into her.

“Nghh, ah… Ah, aaaahhh, haaaaah, ahhh, ahhhh…!”

Her moans spilled from her lips uncontrollably, the air thick with heat and wet gasps. One of Kouhei’s hands slid up her chest and latched onto her breast, fingers digging in. The mound of flesh poured through the gaps of his hand like overflowing dough, so plush that it jiggled even under his firm grip. Her body trembled under him and her expression twisted into pure, shameless ecstasy as she was filled again and again by his cock.

Her pussy clenched around him so tightly it was as if it were alive and begging for his seed. It wasn’t deliberate either. Her body was doing it on its own, unconsciously pulling him in, milking him without restraint.

Kouhei thrust into her with rhythm and power, and with each movement, he felt the tiny, ribbed beads of her inner walls brushing and grinding against his shaft. The sensation was unreal, like being stroked by soft, wet silk lined with trembling velvet. Every thrust only amplified the waves of pleasure building between them.

He gritted his teeth, struggling to hold back. But it was too much, too hot, too tight and too good. And she was squeezing him even tighter now, her insides constricting like a vice.

“I can’t…” Kouhei muttered, and in the next moment, he let go.

“Aaaahhhnnnnnnnnnnnn~!!!”

The sound of her scream echoed through the bathroom as his hot cum burst inside her in thick, relentless waves. Her eyes rolled back, completely blanked out, her expression overtaken by the sheer ecstasy of being filled. His semen surged deep into her womb, pooling and spreading with such force that her belly subtly bulged from the pressure.

‘It’s so hot… inside me… it feels good…’

Her mind spun in delirium as the heat flooded her.

The amount of semen was staggering—so much that the excess spilled out of her swollen pussy the moment he began to pull out. Thick white fluid gushed out, painting her inner thighs and dripping onto the toilet beneath them. Misuzu weakly looked down, her dazed gaze catching the sight of the long, creamy strand connecting them as his cock slid free. Her mouth hung open in a limp, breathless O, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. Her expression was soaked in lust with eyes still glazed, her cheeks flushed, and a thin trail of saliva ran down from the corner of her lips, clinging to her chin.

Even after cumming, Kouhei’s cock didn’t soften. It throbbed in the open air, still slick with her juices and glistening with his own cum.

“Again… Kouhei-kun…” Misuzu whispered, her voice trembling with both exhaustion and need.

“You want more, Misuzu-san…?” Kouhei asked, his breath uneven, his eyes drinking in the sight of her utterly ruined yet still yearning body.

“Yesh…~” she moaned out with a pant, her head nodding ever so slightly.

Without missing a beat, Kouhei leaned down and scooped her up into his arms. Her arms instinctively wrapped around his shoulders, her fingers clawing gently into his back for support. Then, without ceremony, he pushed his cock back into her dripping hole.

Her entire body jolted at the penetration, but she clung tighter as Kouhei began to thrust again—this time with her in his arms. He held her up, pounding into her with deep, powerful strokes that made her body bounce in his grip. Her head rolled back, and she moaned shamelessly into the open air. Then, their lips found each other again. They kissed while he fucked her, mouths crashing together with a hunger that mirrored their hips.

Suddenly, her body stiffened. Her back arched hard, and her toes curled as another climax tore through her.

“Nghaaaaaaaaaaaa~…!”

Her pupils once again turned into hearts, and her legs snapped tightly around Kouhei’s waist—locking him in as if her body refused to let him go.