Ursula's Companions (2) Mira

Staying overnight at Ursula's castle had become routine.

And on those nights, it wasn't all that unusual for me to spend the night with not just Ursula, but with one of her companions.

Tonight, I was spending it with Mira Kongouin-san.

"There. Make yourself at home."

"Pardon the intrusion… Oh, a Japanese-style room."

"Fufu, well, I am Japanese after all, so I figured a Japanese-style room would put me more at ease.

"I asked Ursula to buy it for me.

"There aren't many of them, but tatami mats are properly produced in this world too."

It had been a while since I'd felt tatami underfoot. A touch of homesickness, maybe? Or maybe not? The floor at my own house had been hardwood, after all…

Thanks to having transferred over together with my beloved little sister, I'd been spared from homesickness.

But the feel and smell of tatami really did seem to call out to something in the soul of every Japanese person.

"So, what do you want to hear about Japan, anyway? Honestly, my memories are still pretty fresh, so I don't really have a strong sense of what counts as nostalgic…"

"Right… Now that you mention it, there isn't anything in particular I want to hear about, either. It's not like I want to hear about the current government, or anything…

"I'd love to hear about my family, but you wouldn't know them…"

"Sorry, I don't…"

"No, I'm not blaming you. I should be the one apologizing.

"Saying I wanted to hear about Japan was more or less just a figure of speech.

"… Honestly, just being able to spend time with you, another Japanese person, is enough.

"… Ah, this is so calming. Japanese people really do have their own particular smell, don't they? The smell of soy sauce."

"Soy sauce… Is that really it? But there's soy sauce in this world too, right? I eat it pretty often myself…"

"Yes, that part is nice. But here, soy sauce isn't all that mainstream as a seasoning, is it?

"In Japan, where almost every household keeps soy sauce stocked at all times, that's a unique culture in its own way."

That was the kind of conversation we'd have.

And then…

"Ah… your scent is so calming…"

"Mira-san?"

Before I knew it, we were holding each other in bed.

"Fufufu, somehow it makes me feel at peace. It's bringing back… my homesickness. But it isn't an unpleasant feeling.

"… Ah, somehow… being held in your arms feels nostalgic, like coming home… it feels good."

"Mira-san…"

For me, there was a whole crowd of fellow Japanese transferees here.

But Mira-san had transferred to this world all on her own.

Of course, she loved Ursula and her companions, and surely trusted them.

Even so, she couldn't fully hide the loneliness of a foreign culture.

"If I'm enough, then please, use me however much you need until you feel at ease."

"Ah… Naoto-kun, thank you…"

Suuu…

And just like that, Mira-san drifted very peacefully off to sleep.

After that, on several occasions, we slept in a single bed, wrapped in each other's scent and warmth. And then…

"Fufu, how is it? What does it smell like?"

"… Yeah, you're right. It's faint… but there is a hint of soy sauce. The smell of a Japanese person."

"Right? It's been five years since I came here, but I really am still Japanese. Don't you think?"

"Yeah… Mira-san's scent is amazing… it smells so good…"

I buried my face in Mira-san's bare breasts and breathed in deeply. A sweet, melting fragrance.

But there was also a faint, savory hint of soy sauce. I caught a sense of nostalgia and longing for Japan in that scent.

… Of course, Mira-san's bare breasts brought a sexual excitement well beyond that.

So we could savor each other's scent more fully, we'd taken to spending time in bed completely naked.

White skin, splendidly large breasts, pink nipples. Wonderfully soft, melting to the touch, skin that seemed to cling to me, just lovely…

But somehow, between us, enjoying each other's bodies through smell and taste had become the foundation of it all.

In other words…

"Pero… hamu, nchu… nnn… it tastes like Japan. Delicious…"

Mira-san licked her way along my body, pero pero.

From my legs, my thighs, my belly…

"Hey now, I'll do it too… Ahh, Mira-san's flavor…"

Pero, pero… we'd come to lap at each other's bodies, picha picha.

Of course the most delicious part was the genitals, but everywhere else, the belly, the arms, was delicious too. Somehow sweet and salty, with just a hint of soy sauce in the scent. Probably because she still happily ate soy-sauce flavored food day to day. The smell of being Japanese hadn't faded at all.

And then…

"Nn, hamu, nchu, ahh… rero, rero… your mouth tastes so good… it's wonderful, Naoto-kun… It reminds me of Japan… ah… how nostalgic…"

"Nn, juru, chu, … Mira-san, the inside of your mouth tastes so good too… ahh…"

And to fully savor each other, we shared passionate kisses too.

We didn't go out of our way to eat washoku for this purpose, but we'd drink in the deliciousness of each other's mouths, smacking our lips at the supreme flavor.

… Although smacking your lips probably isn't something you're meant to do with your tongue inside your partner's mouth.

And of course…

"Haa, ahh… Mira-san, Mira-san…"

I sucked on Mira-san's breasts. Her breasts had… ah, such a sweet, gentle scent.

It felt wonderful.

"Nha, ah, ahhh… Th-this feels… more like maternal warmth than nostalgia.

"Nfu, ahh… i-it feels good, it feels good, Naoto-kun…"

Mira-san loved having her breasts sucked on, and was always pleased by it.

And then…

"Nn, fufu… this is the most delicious part… nn, hamu, nchu, jupu jupu…"

Mira-san sucked on my penis.

"Ahh… Mira-san, it feels so good, ahh…"

Doku doku doku

"Nn, nn… you taste delicious, Naoto-kun… ahh… I'm so happy…"

To think a peerlessly beautiful girl like Mira Kongouin-san would even give me a blowjob.

Ah, I was so glad I'd been born in Japan, I thought from the bottom of my heart.

Of course, I ran my tongue along her omanko in turn.

There really did seem to be a slight difference in flavor profile between Japanese girls and the girls of this world. Both were delicious, but it was like the difference between high-end washoku and high-end French cuisine.

I loved French too, but washoku somehow had a flavor that put me at ease…

In the midst of my excitement, I also felt a kind of reassurance as I savored Mira-san's flavor at length.

So, to grant Mira-san her wish of tasting Japan, I cooperated to the fullest.

And in return, I got to enjoy Mira-san's flavor to my heart's content. A real win-win arrangement.

Every part of Mira-san's body was wonderfully delicious, and her breasts especially, with their melting-snow softness and sweet fragrance…

On top of that, her omanko played out an exquisite harmony of tartness, sweetness, and saltiness. A truly supreme delicacy.

While I lost myself in savoring Mira-san, I also had her take me into her mouth, ejaculating in the midst of the greatest pleasure imaginable.

"Puhaa… ahh… how fun this is…

"Naoto-kun… thanks to you, even though I was happy, the homesickness for Japan, that lingering touch of loneliness left in my heart… it's been completely satisfied. I've become utterly happy.

"This joy… however should I repay it?"

"No, no… I'm the one who's the most blessed of all. Repaying me is unthinkable… Although, well, if I could ask one thing…"

"Fufufu, Naoto-kun, you really do have rather unusual tastes, don't you?"

"N-no, no, this is purely a matter of taste and practicality combined…

"It's not 100% taste, I swear…!"

"Then what percent taste is it?"

"…99% is."

"Fufufu."

I got laughed at.

I had Mira-san take her usual stance, fully nude with just a handkerchief over her crotch, the shaving style.

Shaving required concentration of the spirit, you see. So I had to have her properly conceal her pubic area… and tackle it in full focus.

"Fufufu… go on, please. Shave… my pubic hair."

Shori, shori…

And then I cleanly shaved off Mira Kongouin-san's pubic hair.

And so… I obtained beautiful, golden-shining pubic hair.

… With this, I'd gotten a Metal-element Spirit Garb!

"Wow… you really shaved it beautifully…!"

Mira-san sounded happy about it.

After that… I didn't think either of us had really initiated it.

Well, we were already on terms of stripping naked and licking each other all over, so the gap between that and having sex was just about negligible. If anything, holding back and licking each other's bodies for days on end without going further was the strange part.

In the middle of our usual naked all-body licking, we were pressing our genitals together almost naturally…

Mira-san spread her legs wide, making it easy for me to enter…

Then, almost reflexively, I pressed the tip of my penis against Mira-san's entrance, and Mira-san nodded…

Zupu, zu… zupupu…

My penis sank into Mira-san.

"Ha, ah, ahhh… Naoto-kun, Naoto-kun…"

"You okay? Does it hurt?"

"… I-I'm fine. It's just bigger than Ursula's, so it surprised me a little. I-it doesn't… hurt. So I'm okay.

"Properly, all the way to the back…"

"Mm…"

And so, I sank in all the way to the back… Mira-san's insides were gentle, just like Mira-san herself. Soft, soft squeezing… how should I put it. It wasn't loose at all, but it was just so… gentle. Softly, gently coiling around me, sucking me in, squeezing…

And on the contrary, never letting me hold back, until I was ejaculating as though released into softness…

Doku doku doku!

"Nn, ha, ahhh… ah, it's hot, you're letting it out… nn, nnn…"

"Ah, s-sorry, Mira-san. Just from going in like that…"

Mira-san seemed to have swallowed the word "fast" rather than say it. Honestly, though, that had been a little too fast.

"No… if you felt good, that makes me happy.

"Fufufu, originally I thought I'd just ordinarily get married to a Japanese man someday… then I came to this other world, met Ursula, and was loved by her. That was very happy in itself, but I'd thought I'd never have the chance to be loved by a man in the ordinary way.

"But then I met you, Naoto-kun…

"Fufufu, what a relief. My parents are old-fashioned, rigid in the head, so if it were you, Naoto-kun, they would surely feel reassured."

So Mira said.

"Though I'm unworthy… I respectfully ask for your kind regards."

"O-oh, l-likewise…"

Still inserted, we exchanged a slightly off-kilter formal greeting.

Zupu zu, zupu zu…

I rhythmically thrust in and out of Mira. Ah, ahh… this was incredible again. How to put it… what was this?

No good, my vocabulary was too limited to put it well, but with each motion she'd softly cling around me, mugyu, softly, hitting just the perfect spot, releasing, the balance just so exquisite… it felt so good.

This was bad, this was something else. The kind that made me feel like I could come over and over.

Even when I steeled myself, holding back was difficult.

The softness and gentleness made it all the harder to endure…

"… Sorry, Mira, could you tighten up a little more?"

"Ah, sorry, was I too loose? Ursula always tells me it hurts when I tighten too much, so I've been trying to relax as much as possible…"

Gyu…!

"…!"

Dopyu dopyu dopyu!

"… Sorry, on second thought, loosen up a bit again…"

This was… bad. All that soft, gentle pleasure rushed in at once. Dangerous.

It already felt so good it was practically painful.

"Fufufu, mm. I've done this with Ursula many times, and yet I still haven't gotten properly used to sex… let's get used to sex together, shall we?"

"Y-yeah…"

Th-this was… at the rate I came in an instant from how good it felt, getting used to it might be hopeless.

Quite the masterpiece between her legs, this one…

But I had also gained experience from everyone's superlative omanko, and had gotten used to it a bit.

It wasn't that everyone else fell short of Mira either… I'd just come in an instant because the sensation was something I'd never felt before.

I couldn't keep getting bested, though.

I lifted Mira's legs and changed positions, driving my hips in deeper.

"Nha, ah, ahhh…!"

Mira moaned loudly.

… Good, in this position, maybe I could hold out a little.

Zupu zu, zupu

I drove my hips in a few more times…

"Nha, ah, ahhh, I-I'm cumming, I'm cumming, ahhh…!"

Bikun bikun!

Somehow, after seeing Mira reach her climax,

Doku doku doku!

I ejaculated.

"Ah, ahhhh…!"

Bikun bikun bikun!

Mira climaxed even deeper.

"Ah, ahhh… haa, haa… y-you're amazing, Naoto-kun… Ursula always ejaculates before I get there… well, of course, the sensation of her ejaculating makes me cum too… but having someone cum from just the stimulation of his cock alone is rare. Having him follow up with another ejaculation while I'm cumming… it's incredible."

Mira looked enchanted, satisfied.

"I usually have fun making Ursula cum many times until she's crying… but with you, Naoto-kun, I might be the one made to cry…"

The truth was, Mira was actually quite the powerhouse, enough to give even Ursula trouble…

If that was the case, I had to do my best not to lose.

After that I was made to cum many more times, but…

"Ahi, hii, nha, ah, ahhh!"

From behind, while roughly kneading Mira's breasts, I pounded her omanko hard!

"Ahhh, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cummiiiing!"

Bishu, bushuuuu!

With that, I succeeded in making her squirt violently as she climaxed. As a man, I'd built up a little more confidence.

… Wait, had I gone a bit too rough?

Looking at Mira, eyes rolled back and passed out, I reflected on my actions a bit…

But well, since I'd grown very close to Mira… I supposed that was a good thing.