Moth-chan at the Hot Springs

>Mooo~
There was a faint moan in the wind. I didn't really notice, or care. I could feel Moth-chan's soft flesh on my chest and her cold, chitinous arms on my back. Her feelers trembled with every hot breath, both hers and mine. The hot, sulphurous water only came up to our thighs. The cool evening air flowed between us, making both of us shiver. All very romantic - apart from the throbbing erection pulsating its way up her thighs. It had a certain intoxicating quality to it.



Early Friday afternoon - all three of us were at the usual café. Holst-chan pulled out a stack of free tickets to the best - and only - hot springs resort in town. She was pretending to be all smooth again, but I could see her face turn red as she told us to go together. Jelly as hell. I always wondered why she didn't have a boyfriend. With her cash, looks and gentle nature, she could just pick a boy out. I guess she's just too shy for it.

I turned to Moth-chan to see her, too, red as a beetroot, edging her fingers towards me under the table. Two peas in a pod. No wonder they were old friends. I'd only drifted in a couple of years earlier, after we all happened to get seats near the corner. It's a wonder Moth-chan ever managed to speak to me. She used to whisper her lines to Holst-chan for months.

I snapped out of the memories and took the pair of tickets Holst-chan was waving in my face. The rest of the afternoon was a blur. She had arranged a car for us in advance. Moth-chan and I were whisked away from the café and right to the resort. I tried to ask her about a change of clothes, but she just nudged my side and winked.



We arrived to a full dinner. The menu was a little off, though. Oysters and bananas? What the hell? I'd have understood them separately, but together? Sheesh. Moth-chan was red as a bell pepper. She barely ate anything. She was just poking at the pile of oyster-banana salad on her plate. She even kept getting redder and redder even after we were left alone. She almost steamed when we got to our room. Our double room.

By the time we got out, I was steaming too. A heart-shaped bed with red sheets, a pile of YES-pillows, a crate of condoms? It was getting obvious what Holst-chan was up to with this little resort weekend. This was supposed to be a traditional hot springs resort, for that matter! The atmosphere was stifling, so we decided to have a nice soak before the night. Maybe get our heads clear about all this. There was just one problem with it.

They only had a mixed bath. It was reserved for a private event. A private event for two people. My mind was about to break. My groin was about to burst. Only one dressing room, only one shower room, only one door outside. I barely kept myself under control with a freezing shower and actively averting my eyes from Moth-chan. After it failed, I walked out first. That shy girl? She'd faint if she saw what she did to me.



I barely had time to sit down before I felt her chitin on my shoulders.
>You can stop hiding it, already...
I should have known she'd notice it. It wasn't like we were in grade school anymore. I felt her breath on me. I felt chitin wander down my back and around to my front.
>I-i know I'm moving too fast. I just can't control myself anymore!
Her hard fingers wrapped around me under the warm water.

>Mooooo~

I could feel her cold chitin on both sides, her warm, slimy flesh on top, the cool summer air evening at the tip.
>Moth-chan, we can't do it here... You'll get pregnant...!
>T-there was a box of m-m-morning a-after pills in the room! It's okay!
Weren't they sorta dangerous? Not that it mattered. All the blood in my body was in physical contact with her.
>Moth-chan, I...
Her cold fingers guided me to her slimy orifice.

>Mooooooooo~