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Nagomi, 29 years old. A stunning body line and soft, massive breasts. A beautiful personal trainer goes wild with an overwhelming sexual appetite and mature, erotic hip movements.
Checking her body in the mirror was Nagomi's every morning routine. 29 years old, and she had been a personal trainer for two years. A tight waist, perky hips, and a beautifully defined back. She was a completely different person from herself six years ago, when she was 11 kilograms heavier.
She had been training for six years. Ironically, it was during the process of stripping away body fat that she discovered Japanese sweets. Fascinated by their low fat content and high-quality carbohydrates, visiting Japanese confectionery shops on her days off had become her favorite hobby.
"Honestly, I was more popular when I was heavier," she thought suddenly.
She had dated five people and had sexual experience with fifteen. When she was a bit curvier and seemed more approachable, men came to her more easily, and she had played around impulsively. Since transforming into her current stoic body, she seemed to have developed an unapproachable aura.
However, the man she had been dating for six months loved her exactly as she was now—the "flawless" version of herself.
On a weekend afternoon, after sharing freshly made anmochi bought from a confectionery shop, she was held tightly by him on the living room sofa.
"Nagomi, your body is stiff today too. You're so tense."
"I can't help it. Because of my job, I unconsciously keep my posture straight."
His laughing hand slid up her thigh through her training wear.
The moment his fingertips touched her bare skin, the core of her body grew hot. He praised her physique as "beautiful" over and over. His hand traced her tight waist and gently cupped her toned, soft breasts, slowly unraveling Nagomi's tension.
"Seriously, you have the best body..."
His warm lips dropped from her neck to her collarbone, his sweet breath tickling her skin. This was completely different from the "nights she just played around" in the past. She could feel every cell in her body longing only for him.
When they collapsed onto the bed, his intense caressing began. Nagomi wrapped her arms around his neck and locked her strong legs around his waist. Ironically, the flexibility and muscle strength she had developed as a personal trainer only served to bind her more deeply and strongly to him during their act.
Fingers intertwined, and their body temperatures melted together. Every time he inserted deeply, a hot impulse surged through her entire body. Amidst the rhythmic rocking, Nagomi let out her voice without hesitation, digging her nails into his back.
"...It feels so good."
"Nagomi, I love you."
