Repeater

You wake up to the feeling of Mariko practically pushing her breasts against the back of your neck, grinding against you a bit. Her voice is throaty, yet half-asleep. "Kusakabe-sama... mmm, baby..." she lets out, one hand running down your stomach, slowly sliding towards your cock.

You pretend to be asleep, letting her continue. Her hand slides down your stomach, delicate fingers running along your bare skin where your shirt's been hiked up. She rubs your (now very erect) cock through your pants, stroking it absently. "You're extra big this morning..." she hums, happily. "Just for me?" When you don't respond, she sighs. "Still asleep, huh?" Her fingers slide under your pants. "Sleep through this," she says, and grasps your cock, making you throb. "Come on babe," she half-groans, jerking you off through your pants. "You're so hard and you're sleeping through me jerking you off?" She leans forward, kissing your neck - and that's when she seems to suddenly realize whose cock she's actually got. She hurriedly pulls her hand out of your pants. "Shit," she hisses.

You crane your neck, shifting a bit, yawning. You can feel her tense, with the uncertainty of whether you know she was jerking you in your pants. Her hand darts behind her back as she fills up with tension, stiff behind your back. "M-morning, sleepyhead," she says, anxiety lacing her voice, trying to pretend things are normal. "Have a nice rest?"

"I want to go back to sleep," you grumble, audibly. "I was having such a nice dream."

She decides to wriggle out from behind you, keeping the hand that was jerking you off behind her back as she stands. "Well, I can just leave you on the couch until you wake up normally," she says, sounding rushed and guilty.

You rub your eye. "No, I don't think I'll get back to sleep. Good morning, Mariko," you tell her, as you sit up. You pause for a moment. "Were you just..." you trail off, and she blushes a bit. "Never mind," you tell her, and her shoulders slump in relief.

"I... should go find your father," Mariko says. "Wouldn't want to miss him before he goes to work. Have a good day!" She hurriedly leaves the entertainment room, leaving you sitting on the couch.

You let out a little laugh at her behavior, the obvious way she feels guilty and is trying to cover it up. Still... she gives a pretty good handjob. You decide to head upstairs to find Fumiko in her room, sleeping in bed. She's wearing a tank-top, it looks like, lying under the covers, her hair let loose around her body, her glasses on the nightstand next to her bed.

You decide to leave her, instead seeking out your mother, who's carrying a clean set of clothes to one of the larger bathrooms. "Good morning, sweetheart," she says, her hair down around her shoulders. "I was just headed into the bath, did you need me?"

"Actually, I was going to take a bath too. Mind if I join you?"

She just smiles warmly. "Do I mind spending time with my precious boy? No, of course not." She grabs the back of your head and pulls you down a bit so she can kiss your forehead. "You should get some clean clothes to put on, though," she notes.

"Right, yeah. Fell asleep in a weird place," you explain, and she nods, heading to the bathroom.

You practically rush to gather up a clean set of clothes, quickly popping a BC pill before coming back into the bathroom. Your mother is currently lounging in the tub as it fills with water, giving you only a cursory glance as you enter. The water's only up to about her waist level as she sits in the tub, toes poking up over the water line as it fills.

You get undressed as well, hoping your raging erection doesn't tip your mother off. She barely even reacts, but she does apparently notice your embarrassment. "Come on, it's nothing I haven't seen before," she teases. "Come in, the water's nice and warm, spend some time with your mother."

As you get in, the water rises up to your mom's navel, her big, full, firm tits still free to open air. Bigger than Terumi's, even, but just as firm, if not firmer, round orbs on her chest. "How are things at with Yuriko?" She asks, and you forcibly work not to stare at her tits, instead just meeting her loving gaze. "Did your date go well?"

"I think so, yeah. We share an interest in pretty girls, so there is that."

"Oh, she's one of those," Kimiko says, in the tone of voice one might use when describing a scat fetishist. "Well, not to worry. Women like that shape up when they get married. There's nothing quite like having a handsome man bang your brains out to make you forget about such queer interests."

"She is concerned we're moving too fast."

She tilts her head. "This is only your, what, second date? I don't see why she'd think your moving too fast. Is there something you haven't mentioned?"

"Well... I'm pretty sure she orgasmed when we were dancing."

Kimiko's expression shows a kind of pleasant surprise. "Well, color me impressed," she says. "I knew you were a charming, brilliant young man, but being able to make a girl come in those kind of circumstance is... well, it's a very valuable skill, let's say. I'll give you a bit of advice." She leans forward, almost conspiratorially, making her tits look bigger as they hang low. "If you can, do that kind of thing more. Make her come from dances, kisses, whatever... trust me. You'll have her eating out of the palm of your hand in no time. Assuming you do want to marry her," she adds, almost as an afterthought.

"Do you have any suggestions on what to do on our next date?"

She tilts her head thoughtfully. "Hm. There's obviously dancing again. If you can pull it off, perhaps wrestling? I know you're interested in it, though I doubt a Sakamoto girl would be..." she trails off, in thought. "Anything with lots of touching would be a good idea. See if you can repeat your feat on the dance floor." She pensively runs her finger along the surface of the water. "Ice skating. The Aradano is a very high class place, but the seats are very cramped, even the better seats. Old building, you see," she explains. "There's some nice romantic plays they do there, get one of those, rub thighs, maybe a little more... it would be harder, but you could make her come, probably."

By this point, the water line is up to your mother's nipples. "Thanks for the advice," you tell her, and she smiles warmly. "Can I help wash your back?"

"Oh, go ahead, that sounds nice," she says, turning her back to you, crossing her arms on the edge of the bath. You can see where her tits plunge into the water, and you get up behind her. Some part of you notes that she's in the perfect position to just fuck her, but you suppress it to instead run warm water along her backside, then add some soap and start a sensual massage. She hums throatily, eyes lidding, as you work.

Your thumbs press against her shoulder blades, making her gently sigh, resting her cheeks on her forearms, as you give her a bit of a massage in with your backwashing. She squirms under your hands, and you take your time warming her up before launching into questions, wanting to distract her to make her easier. "So, why was Yuriko the best choice for me?" You ask, and she hums.

"Same age... second child just like you... oh, a little lower, nnn," she groans, as you continue your massage, her tits swaying in the water as she practically vibrates in pleasure. You pay close attention to every response, trying to make her come, and she just sighs in enjoyment. "The Sakamotos are a ve~ery high-class family, well-suited for you..." she hums, then jerks in the water in pleasure as you make her come from a back massage. "Nnoh gods," she grinds out, biting her lower lip and squeezing her eyes shut. When she winds down, she gives a little laugh. "Give her a back massage like that," she tells you. She sighs and lies there, eyes closed, resting.

You gingerly wrap your hands around her belly - the belly you once grew in - and lean down into a hug, snuggling against her, your erect cock pressing at her thighs. "I love you, mother," you tell her, giving her cheek a qick peck.

She blushes. "I love you too, Nan-chan," she says sweetly.

"We should go out together some time, mother and son."

"Ah, that would be nice... how about tomorrow, Saturday? I could pencil it into my schedule." Her legs kick out a bit, her tits swaying.

"I have something right after school," you tell her. "After that, though?"

"Sure." She sighs softly. "Your father's going to be doing some overseas dealings in Yangfang starting on Monday, so we'll be able to spend a bit more time together," she adds. "What would you like to do?"

"How about we take turns picking our mother-son date spots? You can pick first."

"Mm..." she sighs, luxuriously. She gets up from where she's lying down. "Turn around, let me wash your back." You turn around, and she starts to go to work, thoughtfully humming. "I'm trying to think of something not too humiliating to do with your mother," she teases. "I'd say dancing, since I'd like to see my special boy's dance skills. The opera is probably worse," she says, with a little laugh. "Mm..."

"You're overthinking it. I wouldn't be embarrassed to spend time with my wonderful mother," you tell her.

"Then dancing. I hope you're not too embarrassed to show up at the Nadeshiko Club with two different girls in three days, with one of them being your mother." Her fingers press against your backside, gently massaging you, the smooth feeling of soap slithering along you in her other hand.

"Not at all. I'm looking forward to it." She pulls off your back, and the two of you lounge in bath for a bit before she gets up, towels off, and gets dressed. You repeat the process yourself, horny as fuck from watching your insanely sexy mother naked and dripping wet. Your phone has eleven unread messages.

Good morning Master!

I played with myself in the shower thinking of you... hope you don't think that's too naughty!

I kind of want to send you pictures of my holes to tease you. ~.

Lunch from me?

Oh, do you want one of my holes again today? I know we have a date tomorrow but I keep thinking about you and your cock...

I just remembered about Mom, I'll go talk to her right now for you!

Okay, Master, Mom isn't in any relationships right now. I asked her what she thought of you, and she said you seemed really nice and I was obviously in love. I didn't push on that, but I asked her about dream guys, and you fit every criterion.

Rich, smart, handsome, charming, athletic... I definitely think you can fuck her!

Imagine how happy she'd be to have such a wonderful man as you mend her broken heart from my dad's death!

She hasn't had a boyfriend since then, so you know she's the very loyal type.

I guess that's where I get it from!

You finish getting dressed as you read the last of the messages from Terumi.

Who's a good girl?

Is it me, Master?

Yes it is.

Make my lunch today, and from now on. You don't need to ask.

As you wish, Master!

You find Noriko reading a book in the library. The title looks like 'Introduction to Mechanical Engineering'. "Hey," you say, and she looks up, closing the book promptly. "Want to have breakfast with me?"

"I would find that very pleasant, Nanashi," she says, putting the book down. Akiko makes you some nice rice bowls and you sit down across from Noriko, who quietly eats her food.

"So, how was your day yesterday?"

"It was good. I attended the engineering club, and then came home. You have a very voluminous library, so there are many books to read, Nanashi. I enjoyed reading them."

"Are there any books you'd like to read but can't find? I can buy them for you."

"That is very thoughtful, Nanashi. If I think of such a book, I will tell you."

"So what have you been reading?"

"Most recently, books on mechanical engineering, as well as physics, materials sciences, and similar. Before I selected the engineering club, I was reading many of your mathematics textbooks, though they were mostly beyond my level of skill."

You chat a bit more about her interests in books before it's time to head to school, with Noriko clambering into the car after you. She closes the privacy screen as she enters. She gently puts her fingers on your cheek, turning your face towards her, and leans forward to kiss you on the lips. It's chaste, but she's blushing very slightly as she pulls away. "I enjoy physical intimacy with you, Nanashi."

You grasp her by the hips, making her stiffen in surprise as you move her onto your lap. You push her panties to the side with your fingers, and unzip your own pants, before filling her up with your cock. You just let her rest there, and she seems to enjoy it a bit, the little bumps and wiggles on the road vibrating your dick inside her. She comes twice on the way to school, and when the car comes to a stop, she gets off your lap, puts her panties back in place, and offers you a warm smile. "Should I clean your manhood off?"

"Probably not enough time," you say, and she looks very slightly disappointed as you zip up your pants. The two of you exit the vehicle, no worse for wear, and head to the classroom.

You'd meant to ask your mother about where would be best to take Reiko on a date, you realize. Well, you know the Butterfly is a nice bar for minors with a dance floor, so that'll do. You take your seat. Yuriko is studiously avoidant of you, while Terumi seems almost giddy with excitement. She did make your lunch for today, you suppose.

Reiko flips around in her chair, looking over it at you. "Where's our hangout this afternoon?" She asks.

"I was thinking the Butterfly?"

"Oh, cool, that sounds nice. Meet you there?" You nod.

"Great," Reiko says, sitting back down in her chair.

You turn to where Chanette is seated, and she puffs up a bit in preparation. "Hey, Chan-chan," you tell her.

"Hey, Nanashi... Nan-chan," she decides. "What's got you talking to me?"

"Well, there's two really obvious reasons," you say, with a smirk, and she blushes. "But I like you. Have your skills been doing better since that hours-long session we took at your place? I can still remember your scream."

She blushes, but doesn't back down, instead doubling down on your innuendo. "Oh, great. I learned a lot about what not to do, you know. You were very helpful in that regard. I had to throw away a lot of paper, though, did you have to make such a mess with your pen...cil?"

"For a lovely girl like you, I'd make any size of mess."

"I bet you make messes all the time. Probably can't even stop yourself. Just feel the urge, go to the bathroom and make a mess all over the place, for the next person to find and get grossed out by."

"That's what I have maids for in my big house," you tell her.

"You gotta pay people to handle that for you? I can see why." She's definitely vibing pretty good right now.

"No, they get it as a bonus, to show my appreciation for their hard work."

"Cleaning your messes is a bonus?" Raya interrupts, confused. "That doesn't make sense."

"It's-" Chanette blushes. "Don't worry about it. He's just making a dumb joke."

"I do not understand this joke."

"We're playing with words that have double meanings, Raya. It helps build understanding of a language."

"Oh. What is the second meaning, then? The first is that you are a very untidy tutor who compulsively creates numerous messes."

Chanette blushes. "A-ah, um, well-"

"It's probably for the best you don't know," you interrupt. "Stay pure and adorable, Raya, don't let this naughty girl corrupt you."

"Oh. I am sorry for interrupting your conversation, then. Not that I do not enjoy talking to you. Not that I enjoy eavesdropping and interrupting."

"I'm implying he jerks off a lot!" Chanette half-yells, then blushes bright red.

Amaya-sensei raps her desk, drawing everyone's attention forward. "Class has begun, please do not yell any more about other students' masturbatory habits." Chanette practically wilts in her seat as class begins. There's a test before lunch, but you trivially ace it. It's math, and by the way Chanette looks when Amaya-sensei gathers up papers, she's feeling relatively confident in her mastery of the material you taught her. Amaya-sensei places the papers down at her desk and returns to lecture immediately once the students are done.

When lunch comes around, Amaya-sensei is seated and looking through the tests, quickly grading them. Terumi pulls a bento box for you out of her bag, offering it excitedly.

"Hey, Terumi, want to have lunch as a group?" She nods, curious about exactly what this group is. "Sumiko, Noriko," you say, with a couple quick gestures. "Come on, let's go eat together in private."

"As you wish, Nanashi-sama."

"That sounds pleasant, Nanashi."

"Hey, Yuriko," you say, finding the girl blushing and staring at her own bento box. "Want to come eat lunch with us? No pressure, just a friendly gathering."

Terumi steps forward. "I would really appreciate it if you came," she says, her fingers running along her neck, drawing Yuriko's eyes up towards her.

Yuriko nods slowly, closing her bento box, and the four of you head to Room 42 with your various meals. Sumiko's is naturally by far the largest, and yours includes the largest number of foods formed into the shape of a heart. Once the door is closed, Terumi seems a little giddy to have four girls gathered in one room. "If I'd known we were going to eat like this, I would've made more food, Master!"

Sumiko laughs appreciatively. "You're a very enthusiastic cook, a fine quality in a mate."

"Y-yeah," Yuriko says, toying with the collar of her uniform.

"Everyone has their own lunch already Terumi, don't worry about it."

Terumi hops in the seat next to yours, excitedly watching as you start to chew. "Is it good, Master?"

"Yes, it is. Here," you say, taking a bit of cut up cantaloupe in the shape of a heart and offering it to her. She wedges her teeth around it and slowly, sensuously pulls back before chewing. "You know, this is fun," you say. "I'd like to do this with all my girlfriends. Come here, Noriko," you say, and she steps forward towards you, box in hand. You offer her some sliced honeydew melon, also in the shape of a heart, and she takes it eagerly. "Sumiko?" You hand feel her your chicken leg, enjoying as she gnaws and slurps the flesh off it. "Sorry, Yuriko," you add, "I don't want to put pressure on you, but Terumi is just too cute eating out of my hand." Terumi smiles broadly at that. "Don't feel like you have to join in."

"I-I don't," she stammers out. "I'm fine." Her gaze lustily rolls over all three girls, her tongue sliding along her upper lip as she contemplates their bodies.

"Well, I was planning on taking Terumi out for a picnic tomorrow. Do you two have any interest in particular date sites?"

"I enjoyed the movie theater. It was dark, and we had privacy."

"I am sure I would enjoy anything you selected, Nanashi-sama."

"And you, Yuriko?" You ask, tentatively.

She blushes. "I... I don't know..."

"My mother suggested the Aradano." Yuriko blushes brighter at the suggestion. "Something you'd like?"

"Y-you keep taking me to all these really exclusive places, I'm going to feel weird."

"Nanashi has not taken me to a 'really exclusive place,' so it is appropriate for you to feel unusual," Noriko says, evenly. That makes Yuriko blush further.

"I'm trying to tailor dates to each girl, Yuriko. I thought you enjoyed going to places that were more exclusive than not. Would you prefer to go somewhere else? If you have any other preferences, feel free to speak up."

"N-no, it's just," she fidgets. "I don't know. It's nice I guess. It feels like you're throwing a bunch of money at me to get me to go for you."

"It's more my mother doing that, than me," you tell her. "She's really hopeful for our relationship, given what I've told her about you."

"Oh. I see." She fidgets briefly. "I guess that's kind of better... if you're doing it because of your mom..."

"I'm doing it because of you," you tell her, sweetly, sincerely. "I like spending time with you, and I want to impress you and make that time as excellent as possible."

Yuriko blushes and takes a bit of her food to buy a moment. "Thank you, Nanashi-kun," she says, quietly.

You reach over for her hand, giving it a squeeze. "How are your fashion designs going?"

"Kirito-san is interested in the strapless one I have, I think I've got the design working properly but it's hard to know for sure without a physical version."

You chat a bit more about her designs - she even mentions she's working on a new one, though she doesn't want to show it off yet - and then turn your gaze over to Sumiko. "Hey, that date where we watched Fumiko fence was pretty good. Want to do some more stuff like that? Watch fencing matches, hang out for a bit, then, you know?"

"That sounds wonderful, Nanashi-sama."

"This evening, then?"

Sumiko blushes, but nods. "Very well. I will prepare myself accordingly."

By that point, most of you are done with your meals, so you chit-chat a bit about classes, before finally putting down your empty box. "Okay, my schedule's a little tight for the rest of the day," you say, rolling your shoulders. "And lunch period isn't that long. So Noriko, Sumiko, Terumi," you say, and the three girls look at you expectantly - Terumi with lust, Noriko with placid dullness, Sumiko with devotion. "You're going to suck me off."

"Yes, Master!" "As you wish, Nanashi-sama." "That sounds pleasant, I thought about performing fellatio several times during class this morning."

Yuriko's blushing. "You can go if you want to, but I do need to make sure my girls are pleased." Thank fuck that this world's throat amounts to a g-spot.

"N-no, it's okay. I'll watch."

Terumi's already kneeling in front of you, and Noriko soon joins her, trying to nudge her to the side. Sumiko places her hands atop either girls head, as if asking which arrangement you want them in.

You gesture to Noriko's side, and she practically drags Terumi to one side, leaving Noriko in the vaunted position of center girl, right in front of your cock as it pops out. All three girls lean forward to start licking your cock, Noriko's lashing gently at the tip, Terumi greedily slurping and drooling on the righthand side, Sumiko gently suckling on your balls from the left.

"Go ahead and deepthroat, Noriko," you say, and your small girlfriend nods, opening her mouth wide, tongue falling out, a little drool sliding down to the ground, before she simply swoops down your dick, swallowing you to the base. Her eyes lid, and she hums softly as your cock remains buried to the base in her throat, her body twitching a bit as if you were stroking her clitoris. Terumi and Sumiko decide to suck your balls as Noriko's nostrils flare in your groin, her eyes staring up at you in hazy pleasure as she twists back and forth on your dick, shifting your cock in her throat, making her come beneath you with a low moan on your dick.

You gently pat her head. "That's a good girl," you tell her, breathlessly, as she slurps on you noisily. "You like your boyfriend's cock a lot, huh?" She nods blearily around your dick before finally pulling up, breathing heavily. Terumi quickly tries to lick along your side, but Noriko puts a stop to that with another thrust downward, starting to facefuck your dick in earnest, eyes squeezed shut as the other two girls have to make do with your balls and the occasional licks around your base.

You glance over at Yuriko, who watches Noriko's self-irrumatio with intrigue. You catch her attention with a hand-motion before drawing her over towards you, closer, to get a better view. "A nice scene, isn't it?" Yuriko squeaks and nods a bit. "It can all be yours..." you tease, and Noriko slams her face into your groin again, nose smushing against your pubes, orgasming on your dick. You groan loudly, before grasping her hair and pulling her off, admiring her lewd expression. "Your turn, Terumi," you say.

"Yes, Master!" Terumi says excitedly, hurriedly pushing Noriko a bit so she can slurp down your cock, giddily burying you to the base, her expression pleasure-drunk already. She slurps noisily, drooling, and Sumiko watches for a bit. Noriko, rather than trying to horn in on Terumi's place or attend to your balls, instead gets behind Terumi, groping her tits roughly through her school jacket and bra, fingers digging in, her expression pensive.

Noriko looks up at you, and Yuriko, her eyes wide, owl-like. Terumi slobbers wantonly on your dick, moaning giddily, obviously orgasming pretty hard from sucking your dick. Then Noriko lets go of Terumi's tit with one hand, grasps the back of her head, and forcibly slams her down. Terumi comes obviously, then, moaning on your dick, eyes rolling up, slurping, sucking, drooling, all loudly, all happily. "Terumi very much likes sucking her Master's cock," Noriko notes, passively. "She orgasms repeatedly from servicing you with her mouth and throat. She is extremely wet right now," Noriko adds, and you notice one of her fingers has slipped into Terumi's cunt, and is somewhat active down there. "She is a high quality concubine for her Master."

Terumi orgasms at the compliment, jerking wildly, and you surprise Yuriko by dragging her into a full throated kiss. She squeaks in surprise, eyes wide, then melts into it, as you grope her ass. Your tongue slithers along the inside of her mouth as Terumi sucks your dick happily, moaning on your cock. She comes a couple more times during that long tongue-kiss, and you use the move that Noriko does on you, finding it quite effective on Yuriko, who squirms and pants as you run your tongue along the inside of her teeth. She even sputters in orgasm, grinding against you a bit, pulling away from your kiss and blushing, standing off to one side - out of hand-range - to watch the rest of the blowjob, fidgeting desperately, cheeks red.

Finally, you pull Terumi off, a process Noriko allows easily. "Your turn, Sumiko."

"Yes, Nanashi-sama," Sumiko says, sounding incredibly serious before you grasp that short blonde hair of yours and drag her to your cock, making her moan on your manhood. At first she just licks and suckles at your cockhead, then she takes you down to the base in a slow slide, eyes lidding as your balls hit her chin and she orgasms exquisitely with her lips around your base.

Yuriko blushes. "...how come they're not gagging," she mumbles, complaining a bit.

"None of us gag, as our throats are better suited to contain the fullness and girth of Nanashi's cock," Noriko notes elegantly. Yuriko squeaks and blushes, both at being heard and at the answer. Terumi has apparently chosen to lie on the floor, pulling down your sock and kissing your ankle as she sighs in ecstasy and love.

"Master's cock," she half-moans, as Sumiko's made to hold your cock inside her mouth.

Noriko's hands gently run through Sumiko's hair, petting the girl as she deepthroats you and orgasms. "You are a good and loyal servant of Nanashi. You should always endeavor to suck his cock with such obedience and submission. I hope you are enjoying sucking his cock in front of three other girls." Sumiko blushes but nods, and Noriko starts to gingerly pull her up. The muscular young woman's hot breath teases your cock, before Noriko pushes her back down again. Even though Sumiko is obviously much stronger, she goes along with Noriko's orders. "Nanashi chose to gave you your first time in private, rather than showing it to me. Thank him for that."

"Mfamf foo," Sumiko gurgles around your dick, sending sweet vibrations through your cock and making you groan.

Sumiko orgasms again at that point. "Pull her up so just her lips are around my head," you order Noriko, who diligently does so, watching Sumiko with interest. "Here comes, Sumiko." Terumi lets out a little grumble as you splash your cum into Sumiko's mouth, making the muscular woman blush and sigh as she takes your ejaculate on her tongue, filling her mouth. You groan in pleasure, leaning back, as Noriko holds her head in place. When you finish coming, you pop out of Sumiko's mouth, and the muscular girl just swills it. You grab Terumi's hair, yanking her up a bit, so she's face to face with Sumiko. "Share," you order the two girls.

Sumiko takes a second, but Terumi doesn't, grabbing Sumiko's cheeks and pulling her into a kiss. The sloppy, wet noises of the two women trying to drag as much of your cum out of one another's mouths as possible, drool splattering down onto the floor, is intensely erotic.

"I'm glad you're all getting along so well, sexually and otherwise." You reach down to pat both Terumi and Sumiko's heads, while Noriko crawls around them to your pants. She gives your tip one last lick before tucking you in and zipping you up. "That's very good work, Noriko," you say, smiling down at her, and she offers a small smile back up to you. Sumiko and Terumi grunt and groan a bit as they apparently conclude that all the cum has been sucked up and pull apart. "It's important to me that you all get along."

"I'll get along with whoever you want, Master," Terumi says hazily.

Sumiko brushes the back of her hand against her lips. "Your lovers have been decent people, so of course I treated them well, Nanashi-sama."

Noriko just blandly stares up at you. Yuriko blushes as you turn your gaze to her, as if asking for her response. "A-ah, your girls are really hot," she mumbles out. "Especially Terumi, and the one with the tits."

"The flustered one is pretty good too," you tease. You check your watch. "We probably need to be getting back to class about now."

Terumi nods, still in a daze, and Sumiko whips out a towelette from her jacket pocket and dabs the girl's chin free of drool, then repeats the process on herself. Noriko also presents herself for cleaning. Yuriko stares lustily at the sight before you guide her out the door, heading back to class. "You're very beautiful when you're flustered like this," you tell her, and she blushes, tucking her hair behind her ear. "I'm glad you're enjoying the show... I can't wait for you to finally be a full participant."

She swallows. "Y-yeah," she says. Her eyes go down to the ground as you arrive back in class; Terumi, Sumiko, and Noriko soon follow, looking perfectly fine, taking their seats. You wonder if the sheer variety of girls you fuck in between classes helps obscure your actual intent.

The remainder of class passes briskly, with another test you easily finish before school lets out. Reiko follows you out of the classroom. "Hey, Nanashi," she says. "So, uh, dancing, huh? No ulterior motives, right?" She says it half-teasingly, half-sincerely.

"You can decide if there's anything 'ulterior' about it. I'm not pushing you into anything you don't want, if that's what you're worried about."

"Alright, cool, cool," she says. She gives your arm a punch. "Great. See you in about an hour, after swapping to something a bit more appropriate?"

"Of course," you tell her, with an easy smile.

You get dressed up a bit - you have two dates today, after all, one with Reiko, then one with Sumiko. A nice jacket, button-up shirt, some slacks. Not too fancy, but nice. Almost dyke chic, really. When you arrive at the Butterfly, you spot Reiko in pink camisole that shows off her navel, with a black skirt that doesn't reach the knees. Her long hair's been done in a french braid. Back on Earth, it might read as a little trashy, but here this kind of outfit is more 'sporty,' something light and friendly. You approach Reiko, who waves as she sees you. She's got a little bowl of cashews. "Want one?" She says, offering them up to you, before chewing one in her mouth.

"Sure, thanks," you say, popping one into your mouth and chewing. "May I take this dance?" You say, sweetly. She nods, putting the bowl down on the high table and coming along with you. You take her hand in yours.

You take her in gentle, slow dances, not really pushing your limits but making sure not to embarrass yourself. You make a few minor missteps - your hands are still a little achey from this morning with your mother - but she doesn't notice, just going along with it, assuming your moves are fine. She doesn't know enough about dancing to identify when your steps are a little long, though each time you feel rather self-conscious. You do a couple dances like that, and she's smiling, getting into it by the end. Then she stumbles and almost falls down, but you catch her around the waist, hefting her back up before she hits the ground.

"Thanks," she says, blushing. "I think I want to take a quick seat break," she says, half-stumbling over to the table and plopping down, getting at them cashews. "I'm a little dizzy, haha. Don't know how you can do it for so long."

"It's easy when you're dancing with a beauty like you," you tell her, and she blushes. "Plus lots of practice. Let's get you something to drink."

She's drinking a light fountain soda and you've got some of that nice zesty flavor water as the two of you settle in. She even gets a plate of what looks like fairly cheap sushi rolls for the two of you to eat. "You are the most incorrigible flirt," she says, at last, breaking the silence. "What a ridiculously cheesy line."

"You did blush," you point out, with a smile. "So it worked."

"Maybe I was just blushing in sympathetic embarrassment, for you," she says.

"Well, I appreciate the thought, then." She blushes a bit again.

"How is your campaign going?"

"It's going. Not much competition other than Kyoko, so I think I'm gonna win."

"Expecting her to be a pushover?"

"Well, yeah," Reiko says.

You sip at your drink. "Want to take a walk, get your legs moving in a way other than dancing?"

"Sounds great," she says, getting up. The two of you have finished much of the food, and wander around the club. It's not particularly big, but there's some space here. The dance floor, the stage, the 'bar' (non-alcoholic drinks only), the booths, a second floor which overlooks the dance floor and stage...

"So is video games something you'd be interested in as a career, or just a fun thing for you?"

She snorts. "Yeah, a career in video games. What am I, some kinda otaku? Nah, I'm gonna get a real job, you know. Need that money." She rubs her fingers together. "What about you. What're you going to do for a living?"

"Probably inherit the family business, wind up running the company. It's a car company, you can guess which by my last name."

"Yeah? And how do you feel about that?"

"I feel very lucky. I want to make the most of that luck, prove that I've earned at least some of the good fortune that's fallen into my lap."

She nods, then snorts. "Kinda expected you to do the woe is me thing. Guess that's just in cartoons and stuff, though. Real heirs don't boohoo about it."

"My sister kind of did, but she's very driven and wants to do other things with her life."

"Oh right, you have a big sister. Well, still makes sense for you to be the heir since you're a mega-ultra-genius or whatever."

You snort at that, and she leans back against the railing, hands on it, butt a bit below it. "Hey, uh, kinda off topic question. Masahiko wasn't one of your..." you gesture vaguely.

She snorts. "Fuck no. You do what I do, you can smell it on guys, you know?"

"Smell what?"

"The creeps, the misogynists, the weirdos." It takes you a second to recognize the second word, since it's so unusual here. "Guys who don't know how to take no for an answer. You take precautions, like me hanging with you at Room 42 instead of the place I go to suck Rakki's dick. Stuff like that." She purses her lips. "Sorry for mentioning one of my other guys, get the vibe you don't like that kind of talk. Just... yeah. I got to maybe ten dicks sucked before I developed a real good sense of what's shy nerdiness, what's teen boy overconfidence, and what's 'I'm gonna try to bend you over and fuck you whether you like it or not'. You're second category, by the way."

"I'm not sure whether that's a compliment or an insult, given my performance so far."

"You do that thing," she says with an airy wave of her hand. "Lots of guys do it. Three or four I can think of, other than you. The slightly, mm, possessive thing? The 'I want you' thing. Which is fine, it's even cute, when it's restrained, which for you it is. Lots of guys do the 'I want you' thing and, well," she waves her hand again.

"Do most of the guys you suck off... not want you?"

"Oh, sure, they want my mouth," she teases. "Doubt they'd say no to holding hands. But there's a difference between that and trying to cuddle and eat me out afterwards, you know? You push a lot more than is normal. Which is fine, because you take no for an answer."

"So that's... overconfidence?"

"Yes. It's teen boy overconfidence, thinking just cause your dick tastes good - they all do, by the way -" she says it with the poise of a lecturer, "that I'm going to fall over and present for you. That thing. Not a big deal, you're that age, you're chill besides that, it's fine. Not an insult, just a thing."

You laugh. "Well, thanks for the tip, then," you tell her, with a smile. "Dance some more?"

"Very well," she says, with a sort of affected poise, like she was pretending to be some haughty girl. The two of you dance, eat, dance again, before your date finally has to come to a close.

"Was fun," she says. "Enjoyed it. I'll think about what to do for next time, yeah?"

"Sure. I've got some place to be," you add. Namely, finding Sumiko so you can take her to watch a fencing match and then fuck her brains out.

"Oh, go for it then, don't let me keep you," she says. "I can get home on my own."

You call up Shiiro, looking for a good fencing match tonight. Hrm. There's some on pay-per-view tonight, but that'd be a little awkward. You could watch it at her house, maybe. Kind of a weak date, but you can roll with it. You doubt she'd mind, assuming her parents aren't home. Other than that... nothing local enough tonight.

You call Sumiko up.

"Nanashi-sama, good tidings. I assume you are calling regarding our outing together."

"I was thinking of making it an 'inning' instead. Are your parents home?"

"No, they are busy, Nanashi-sama."

"Watch pay per view fencing matches, I pick up the bill, see where the night takes us?"

"That sounds very pleasant. I can rarely watch such matches live. Thank you, Nanashi-sama."

"It's no problem," you tell her, before hanging up. You tell Shiiro where to take you and hop off into Sumiko's front yard.

"Greetings, Nanashi-sama," she says, as she opens the door before you. "Please, come inside." You head inside. "Take your seat on this couch, I shall collect food for you, and even hand feed you, if you so desire." The way she mixes the absurd way of talking with the romantic stuff is quite cute. You take a seat on a long, somewhat worn out red couch, in front of a television that's not exactly the biggest TV you've ever seen, to put it mildly. You take out your phone and get into your online app and do the stupid bullshit you have to to make it charge your bank account instead of Sumiko's families.

By the time you're done, she returns, placing a bag of potato chips, a plastic container of refrigerated balogna, and a bottle of Pepcid cola on either side of you. Then she kneels on the ground at your side, turning towards the television excitedly. Of course, the matches won't actually start for another ten minutes.

"Come on up here," you say, grabbing her from beneath the shoulders. She lets you control her movement, following your guidance, until she's sitting next to you. "I want to cuddle with my servant, not just have her sit at my feet."

"Very well, Nanashi-sama." You take the moment to admire her choice of clothing: bike shorts and sports bra, and a pair of socks and sandals. It leaves just about nothing to the imagination, and her green eyes twinkle a bit as you look her over. Your hand runs along her muscular arm, teasing, feeling, the muscles of it, making her sigh and cuddle against you a bit harder, as your other fingers start to run across her stomach.

You tease her like that, gently, feeling her muscles. She's muscular in a way that Fumiko or Mariko aren't - they're lithe, she has real bulk to her. She weighs more than you, and in this world, that means she's probably half-again as strong as you, but she's so willing, so submissive, so devoted and respectful it makes you want to fuck her brains out.

"The match is about to start, Nanashi-sama," she says, suddenly, and you let go for the moment - she leans forward to watch, eyes focused on their crappy TV. "Chou may return home while we watch, but I will convince her to give us privacy," she adds.

"No need for that, I like Chou. Hey, grab that blanket," you say, with a gesture. Sumiko's hand snaps out for it, and her eyes turn back to the television screen. You lay it over the two of you and cuddle against her. She's strong and warm, and she wraps her arm uncertainly around you. When you hum your appreciation, she grips you tighter against her.

The matches are interesting enough, clearly high level fighters. Sumiko watches with total focus, only drawn out of it during the brief intermissions between matches or rounds, snuggling you tighter against her.

Then the front door opens. "Ey, little sis, guess who's home?" She rolls into the room where you're watching television, takes one look, and then gives you a sweet smile. "Aw, look at the little love nest," she teases. She rolls up to the other side of you, but rather than sitting in her chair, she physically lifts herself out of it, repositioning on the seat next to you. "Gimme some of that blanket," she says, gruffly.

"It won't stop being a love nest just because you come in."

"Yeah and I won't stop being cold, so gimme that," she says, grabbing the blanket and pulling it over herself. She actually leans against you. She's light, compared to Sumiko's bulk, but you can tell she was tall before her accident; her torso matches yours in height, maybe even exceeds it a little, as she leans against you. "What're we watching?"

"Fencing," Sumiko explains.

Chou wraps her arms around your arm and rests her head on your shoulder, a shockingly forward move or maybe just a teasing flirt. "Cool."

"Groping your sister's boyfriend's a little forward, don't you think?"

"Eh, I'm just cuddling. Me and Sumi-chan used to do it all the time when we were younger. Heck, sometimes still do it, when the heater breaks." Sumiko blushes. "You don't mind, do you, Sumi-chan?"

"No, elder sister, I do not mind."

"Great, see? No problem."

"You also didn't ask my opinion."

"I can tell your opinion," she teases. "If you didn't want me grabbing hold of your arm you woulda tried to wriggle out of it by now, or at least stiffened up, instead of relaxing like you've got one and a half fine babes on your arms."

"And a half?"

"The legs, duh," Chou says.

"You seem like plenty enough of a woman to me," you tease, before turning your attention back to the match. "Who do you think will win?"

"The red fencer," Sumiko says. "He is highly experienced."

"Nah, blue's a girl, same height, girls win. Slashing bracket, anyway. That's why they do that one point two times thing."

"I don't believe strength is all that matters in a conflict, or Nanashi-sama could not have bested me in our duel."

"Mm. Maybe."

The match goes to the red fencer, ultimately.

"Looks like you called it, Sumi-chan. Grats. What do I owe you?"

"We made no bet, elder sister."

She snorts. "Alright, cool." The three of you watch several more matches before your pay-per-view runs out after about an hour. Chou uncurls from around your arm and lifts herself back into the wheelchair. "I'm gonna eat dinner, read a book, and tuck in. You two lovebirds have fun," she adds, as she scoots off. Sumiko is blushing a bit at Chou's comment.

"Let's go," you say, standing up, taking Sumiko's hand in yours and guiding her to her room, closing the door behind you. "How did you like our date?"

"Any time spent with you is pleasant, Nanashi-sama," she tells you, bowing her head.

"You mentioned you wouldn't mind me... 'claiming' Chou as mine. I have to admit, her appeal continues to grow on me... plus the thought of having a pair of sisters is rather enticing in its own right." Sumiko blushes. "How would you feel about helping me?"

"I have sworn to honor and serve you in all matters, Nanashi-sama," she says, bowing her head. "If you require my assistance in this one, I will readily offer it."

"Well, we'll see what your sister offers on her own, before we make any decisions about that. I'll certainly accept your assistance." You pause. "Stand in front of me," you say, sitting on the bed. She dutifully does so, rigid, tall. "Strip."

She's not wearing much, so it doesn't take long - first the sports bra comes off, revealing her round but firm breasts. Then her hands go down to her bike shorts, taking her panties away with them too, leaving her naked before you. She stands tall, body presented to you readily, only the hint of embarrassment on her cheeks as your eyes hungrily devour every line of her body, every muscle, her short dyed blonde hair and her lovely green eyes, her confident, raised chin as she stands before you, a nude warrior woman, waiting for her liege's next command.

"I'm going to teach you to do something that is called 'presenting.' It's a specific kind of sexual position. There are several variations, but for now, we'll focus on the one."

She nods. "Very well, Nanashi-sama. I await your command."

"Turn around," you order, and she faces away from you. "Bend at the waist, so that your torso is parallel to the ground." She has to take a couple steps backwards, but she does so, presenting her butt to you. "Place your hands on your thighs for balance and for grip," you add, and she does so. "Now," you say, unfastening your belt and placing your cock between her thighs, "this is the proper position. In the future, I want you to adopt it when I say 'present.' Maybe I'll teach you some others," you add, as you run your cock along her drooling wet slit. "But for now, this one works."

"I understand, Nanashi-sama."

"Don't bother holding back your voice," you tell her, as you take your cock and slide into her cunt. She pants a bit at the entrance, her wet sex drooling on your cock. Your hands grip her hips, while she remains grasping her own thighs, and you start to pump away, balls slapping at her clit a bit as you fuck her. "Arch your back more," you order, and obediently, her back twists a bit, head going up, stomach going down, leaving her in an uncomfortable and hard to maintain position as she hits her first orgasm from you fucking her, her cunt clamping down on your dick and trying to stop you from going.

You run your fingers along her backside, feeling the lines of her powerful muscles, admiring her lewd and sexy body as her cunt writhes around your dick, before she loosens up enough to let you start to fuck her again. She's moaning a bit as she does, eyes squeezed shut, fingernails digging into her thighs, cheeks red, as she tries to maintain this position. You spank her ass, and she squeaks. "Nothing you did," you tell her warmly, not wanting her to worry. "I just like to spank you. A sexy, powerful woman like you, bent over, letting me spank her ass for nothing? That's hot."

"I-I'm glad I can please you, Nanashi-sama," she says, quickly, clearly still catching her breath from her earlier orgasm. "F-feel free, to play with, and use me, as you like." Her thighs quiver, either with the difficulty of holding this position, or from her arousal - which, you can't quite tell.

You lean over her, kissing her shoulder, then gnawing on the muscular flesh of it, making her squeal loudly as she orgasms again. "You like being bitten and spanked, hm?" You ask, giving her butt a quick swat, and she mewls delightfully as you slowly fuck her tight, squeezing cunt. Your hands cup her perky breasts, groping them a bit, playing with them, and she pants audibly before you slap one, making her squeal, cunt growing tight on your cock. She maintains her position, however, the hint of a tear in her eye and the bright red color of her cheeks all that shows the roughness with which you're treating her. "Come on, tell me," you order. "What do you enjoy about this?"

Her legs shake a bit, as she comes down from her orgasm, and you lean up - she maintains that same position, however, fingers digging into her thighs. "I enjoy my body being used by you, Nanashi-sama. It is its true purpose, now that I am yours - to be used, by your superior grace and magnanimity." The way she says it, it's obviously erotic to her, so you don't argue as you pump her cunt, instead reaching around to finger her clit.

"I see," you tell her. "You're an object. A tool. A sheath for my sword." She moans and nods, clearly loving that choice of words. "A fuckhole for me to use for my pleasure, and forget about yours?" She nods again, breathless, and orgasms at those words, her eyes rolling up as she comes for the third time, again arresting your motion in her cunt as she gets viscerally tight. "Widen your stance," you tell her, giving her ass a quick swat. "It's hard to fuck you like this when your cunt gets so tight every time you come."

"Y-yes, Nanashi-sama," she stammers out, moving as best she can without removing her hands from her thighs or your cock from her cunt. The sheer willingness she has to obey your degrading commands, to submit to this treatment, is erotic. The way she comes yet again like that just makes it better, and you groan in pleasure as her cunt milks you tightly, making it harder to fuck her but not quite so resistant as earlier.

"Don't speak," you tell her, giving her a quick spanking. "Sheaths don't talk. You're an object, now, meant to obey and perform your task without question. Moan as you like, though, it's only natural a sheath will quiver and squeal when it's filled with its master's sword." She orgasms at those words, moaning loudly enough it's impossible Chou didn't hear, and you grasp her hair, dragging her up by it, forcing her to abandon the position, fucking her standing like this, her tits bouncing. "Such a delightful sheath," you tell her, sweetly, kissing her shoulder blades. "I'm going to keep it for good, now that it's mine. Use it whenever and however I feel like. Sheaths enjoy that, don't they?" You force her to nod, and she pants and orgasms again, juices splashing down between her thighs as her eyes roll up at this treatment.

You let go of her hair, and start fingering her ass. "I've already played with this sheath's cunt and mouth, so soon enough I'll be moving on to its ass," you say. "I hope its ass is nice and wide enough for my hard cock to enter when I decide to use it, since otherwise, it wouldn't be a very good sheath, now would it?" She shakes her head 'no.' "That's funny, sheaths don't respond to questions on their own." She orgasms at that word, coming again. "Present," you order, and she leans forward as best she can as she comes, hands trying to grasp her thighs once more, moaning audibly.

You pound her like that, fingering her asshole. Your free hand alternately toys with her tits, fingers her clit, sticks its fingers in her mouth, and grips and yanks on her hair. Not in any particular direction, just for fun. She orgasms hard like that, as you describe her as your sheath over and over again, treat her like an object, use 'it' to describe her, her cunt squeezing and tightening on your cock. She moans loudly, screams, thrashes, and comes over and over again before you finally release inside her coiling, tight, cunt, splashing your cum deep within her. Her eyes roll up and she moans in a fresh orgasm when she feels that, her cunt wrapping around your cock like a tight fist as you release.

When you - and her - are finished coming, you pull out, admiring your handiwork, your juices leaking from her cunt. She maintains the position, breathing heavily, not even asking if you're done.

"The sheath should prepare its ass. And it shouldn't stand up straight to do it." She just obeys, gingerly moving her hands up to her ass. You zip up your pants and leave her, closing the door behind you.

Chou waves when she sees you, sincere and sweet. "Take it my little sis had a good time? Getting some water for her?"

"Water does sound nice, but I don't think she needs it," you say. "Glasses are..."

She points to a cabinet, and you fill it up from the tap, drinking it down. "She's having fun I take it, by how loud she was."

"Oh, yeah. Great time. She's going crazy in there right now, I'm sure," you laugh. "Very vigorous girl."

"Takes after her big sister, I guess. Take it you put a lot of effort into that, given how much water you're drinking."

"Want to get back quick," you explain, then slurp down the rest of the cup.

"Ah, makes sense. Enjoy yourselves, and all that," she says, with a little wave. "Ain't gonna keep threatening you or anything, so go for it."

"Thanks," you say, heading back to Sumiko's room. Three of her fingers are up her butt, the other hand gripping her cheek and pulling it wide. She blushes when she sees you, and you close the door behind you. Her hands leave her ass and find their place on her thighs, gripping them tightly, her eyes closing in mental preparation.

Instead of going to her butt first, you instead pull your cock out in front of her mouth, taking a grasp on her hair. "Open, sheath," you order, and her mouth obediently falls open as you shove your cock inside her, slamming her to the base and making her moan on your cock as she comes, tongue lashing out as she orgasms. You enjoy the tight, wet sensation of her drooling mouth, as you keep your cock buried entirely within her throat, grinding her nose against your pelvis and pubes. "Such excellent craftsmanship," you note, one hand running along her back. "Whoever made this really cared about the work... all these muscles and lines..."

You finally pop your cock out of her mouth, and she gasps and pants, sclera pink from how long she was held down, but you simply stride around her, running your hands along her surface, as if she was a car. "Very fine quality. Yes, I'll definitely be keeping this sheath around for a very long time. That Chou girl did mention how loud it was," you say, as you get behind her, not even using the term 'sister,' as if you were talking to yourself and Sumiko really was just an object. "But she seemed to think it was a good thing, and I'm inclined to agree."

You thrust slowly into her ass, grinding against her, and she squirms and pants on your cock. "Mmm, it's a tight fit," you groan. "Not sure it quite loosened up enough, even though I gave it plenty of time and even wetted myself in its mouth." At that, Sumiko's entire body seems to relax, and you can fill her up entirely in one steady stroke, your balls slapping against her cunt and making her gasp in pleasure. "There we go. Yeah, I think I'm happy with this sheath," you say, starting to pull out slowly, pounding her gingerly at first. "I may see about acquiring a second one from the same makers." She orgasms at that, butt squeezing on your cock, and you groan in pleasure at the sensation, closing your eyes and just breathing as her butt gets so tight you can't move.

"Its butt does have that issue where you can't fuck it while it's coming," you say, offering more idle commentary. She whimpers a little, and you can feel as she tries to loosen up, giving you just enough give to agonizingly slowly try to fuck her. Your hands run along her stomach, sliding up to her breasts. "Excellent workmanship, though. Somebody put a lot of love into its body. A very good sheath, all in all. It does keep a position well, too," you note, as you fuck her, gaining speed as she finishes her orgasm. "Hm. I wonder if it talks. Sheath, whenever I spank, slap, pinch, or otherwise hurt you, I want you to say, 'Thank you, Nanashi-sama.'" You give her a spanking.

"Thank you, Nanashi-sama." She says it in this fascinating tone of voice, almost deadpan, but with a hint of eroticism, as if she was incredibly turned on but trying to feign being a robot. You reach for her clit, pinching it, and she squeaks. "Thank you, Nanashi-sama," she gets out. You slap her breasts, flick her clit, tweak her nipples, enjoying each "Thank you, Nanashi-sama," until she finally orgasms like that, a loud scream escaping her lips as her eyes roll up and her back twists upwards.

You go hard on her, pounding that beautiful ass of hers, and she comes several more times from your rough use of her body. When a drip of your cum splashes down onto the ground, it's only then that you realize she's been otherwise perfect about keeping your cum in her. "Damn, this sheath has good fluid retention, even," you say, with a laugh. "Maybe I'll come in here and see how long it can hold it in."

You swat her ass again, enjoying as she says "Thank you, Nanashi-sama" on command like that. In fact, you reach up to grasp her hair, pulling on it, twisting her face. Her cheeks are bright red, but she tries her damnedest to look like she's not orgasming hard from your ass-fucking, her expression falsely stony. "Thank you, Nanashi-sama," she intones, as you yank on her hair, and you groan in raw ecstasy at the feelings of this beautiful, powerful woman so utterly debasing and degrading herself like this.

You smile down at her, a bit cruel, a bit warm, and twist her hair again, provoking that same response as always. "You're welcome, sheath," you tell her, teasingly. "Your holes are of excellent quality, and I shall definitely be using them over and over again, constantly, as a nice place to store my cock. In fact, I like you so much I'll show you off. Noriko would love to see such a lovely sheath get fucked like crazy, I can just imagine what she'd say." Sumiko explodes in another orgasm, her eyes rolling up senselessly as she comes on your cock yet again.

The feeling of her tightening around you makes you release, groaning out, closing your eyes and just enjoying the ecstatic feelings of her ass around your dick as you spill your seed within her. When you finish, you tumble back onto the bed, sitting on the edge, and she keeps up that same position, legs quivering a bit with how long she's held it. Her ass and pussy are still presented to you, her body language passive and accepting.

"Alright, come here, Sumiko." She rises, standing up, looking a bit dazed, and flops on the bed beside you. Your hands run gently along her back. "That was very good." Your hands massage the small of her back, her thighs, her calves, and she moans softly at the sensations. "You're a very good servant. Your liege is pleased with you." You smirk down at her. "I couldn't help but notice you got hot at the thought of me having sex with your sister..."

She blushes. "A-ah, I was caught in the moment, Nanashi-sama."

"It's okay, I like it," you tell her, kissing her cheek. "Did you enjoy all that?" She nods. "I'm glad. It was very hot," you tell her. "You did a very good job of playing the role of my sheath."

"Thank you, Nanashi-sama," she breathes.

You should probably get going to home...

You give Sumiko a loving kiss on the lips, your tongue diving into her mouth. Then you drag her body so her head's on the pillows, rolling the blankets up over her. "You did very good, Sumiko," you tell her, softly, and she smiles.

You pull up your pants and head on out. "Hey, Chou, heading out for the night now."

"Peace! Sounds like you really did a number on her," Chou says, with a smile and a wave.

You take the car home, leg bouncing a bit. When you arrive, you immediately go to your room, shower, and change clothes to something that doesn't have the smell of Sumiko on it. It's probably not heavy enough to smell but you'd rather not risk it.

You open an account on fictoria, subscribing to Kiyomi's account. FriendlyFan74 is your username.

You like the stories you've read and crack open another one, picking out The Wolf and the Warlock if only for its similarity in title to the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. It sadly bears only a nominal resemblance to that text: it's about a girl who is cursed to turn into a wolf each night by an evil witch as the woman dies. She's later kidnapped by a warlock, her husband, who plans to torment her for years as punishment for killing his wife (it's not clear in the text if she actually did it - you assume the ambiguity is intentional).

However, since she transforms into a wolf, she escapes, and she goes and gathers a mob of angry villagers who kill and butcher and tear apart the warlock in rather graphic detail. Everybody's really proud of her for killing the evil warlock.

You decide it deserves a like too - you did finish reading it, after all.

You find Setsuko in her room, Noriko asleep already beside her as you creak open the door. She smiles gently, quietly tucking Noriko in as she gets out of bed. She just takes your cheeks and pulls you into a sweet kiss, chaste and brief. She pulls away, her voice a whisper. "I missed you this morning." She's wearing a sweet, guileless smile as she says that.

"Let's make up for lost time, then," you tell her, gently taking her wrist and guiding her back to your room. You lock both doors to it, admiring Setsuko's sensual body.

She was ready for bed, so she's wearing a purple teddy that matches her hair, which shows off the top three quarters of her breasts, a small triangular bit just hiding her nipples, the bottom barely reaching an inch past her groin. She blushes as you eye her up, fidgeting a bit. "It's not ugly, is it?" She asks, in a way that suggests a kind of cute shyness, as if she was worried that you'd find the fact that this busty babe is in your room wearing a teddy that shows off her cleavage and thighs and barely obscures her beautiful, bountiful tits, would somehow make you displeased. "I just find it comfy to wear while I sleep."

"It's so erotic I could die," you tell her, and she blushes brightly at that. You sweep her off her feet, making her squeak in surprise, and princess carry her for a moment before lying her on your bed, then getting atop her, straddling her sexy body. You practically tear off your clothes, until you're naked atop her, and she's blushing at your obvious, ravenous, desire for her.

You take her hands, gently sliding them up so they rest on either side of her head, fingers lacing together with hers, and she blushes as you stare down at her, your cock erect between her thighs. "A-ah, Nanashi-sama," she says, blushing. "You're so strong... but gentle," she adds, in this sweet tone of voice. One hand leaves hers, reaching for the base of her teddy, pushing it up just a little, and you suppress a groan as you see she's not wearing panties under there. She looks about to stammer an excuse, but she sees your reaction and smiles warmly up at you.

You take your cock and gently slide into her wet sex, before lacing your fingers back together with hers again.

"I love you, Setsuko," you say, as you start to gently slide in and out of her. She blushes, and you kiss her, chastely, on the lips, before pushing your tongue into her mouth as you start to pump her. She's wet beneath you, her juices drooling a bit, her legs spreading to let you in. Her own tongue meets yours, eager, thrusting, pushing back against you, worming and dancing in your mouth as you start to fuck this beautiful, sexy woman in earnest. Her amazing tits bounce as you screw her, and they smush against your chest as you lean down atop her, making her squirm and pant into your mouth as her nipples scrape along your bare skin, barely disguised through the thin fabric of her teddy.

She orgasms, moaning into your mouth, and you pull away, admiring the cute and sweet smile on her lips as she comes, eyes rolled up. "Your place is here now, with me. You'll never need to worry again. You'll bear my children, you sweet, beautiful, lovely mother," you say, before leaning down to suckle on her neck, making her moan and gasp. Her legs wrap around your hips, urging you onward, trying to get you to fuck her harder. You do so, pumping your cock in her, making her orgasm again, her cunt drooling on you, milking your cock as she shivers on the bed beneath you.

"I love you, Nanashi-sama," she moans, throatily, as she comes down from her orgasmic high, her tits still smushed against your chest. She kisses and suckles at your neck sweetly, the two of you twisting around one another like that, her lewd, big-titted body a delight beneath you as you fuck her like crazy. "Thank you for taking care of me," she says, softly.

You pull your lips away from her neck, and kiss down to her beautiful, bountiful tits, keeping your hands on hers, your cock pumping her, her legs wrapped around your back. "These are gorgeous," you tell her, kissing one, then the other, the pale, doughy flesh seeming to pop even more for the way her teddie moves around it. She blushes. "Your entire body is just the sexiest thing in the world," you tell her, and she smiles nervously, blushing brighter at that, seemingly unsure how to respond. You decide to prompt her. "What do you think of my body?" You ask, before kissing her tits again, running your tongue down into the valley of her breasts.

She squirms, panting, trying to hold back an orgasm to answer your question. "Y-you're, very," is as far as she gets before she comes, squirting a bit onto your belly as she orgasms hard from your forceful, regular, patient fucking. Her tits bounce as her eyes roll up and she shivers beneath you, cunt squeezing, her whole body trying to milk you dry, but you just keep kissing away at those tits of hers. When she comes down, she breathes heavily. You give her a look, and she blushes, remembering. "You're handsome," she says, "you're very, lithe, it's sexy," she breathes, her eyes unfocusing a little as she nears another orgasm soon after the first. "Muscular, but wiry, like an, a water racer," she sputters, losing the word in her near-orgasmic haze.

"A swimmer?" She nods, and orgasms again. Her cunt squeezes your dick, and you kiss her beautiful breasts some more. "These are some amazing breasts. Noriko was thinking she'd probably get a pair as nice as these, when she gets older and pregnant." Setsuko blushes bright red at the thought, still shivering as she comes. "Did you send the pictures to your husband?" You ask, curiously.

She blushes and shakes her head. "S-sorry," she pants out, now caught in a sort of orgasmic loop, unable to really speak before coming again, coming over and over as you fuck her, no downtime to talk or explain her feelings.

"It's fine, it's your choice, Setsuko. I'll always respect your choices." You suckle on her collarbone for a few seconds before moving up to her neck, then kissing her cheek, then a chaste peck on the lips. "Soon, both you and Noriko will be able to sleep with me every single night. I couldn't be happier that both of you are in my life, and I want to make sure you're both happy for as long as you live." Setsuko moans, orgasming beneath you, eyes rolling up, drooling a bit on the bed as she sputters and comes hard.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to take a while," you tell her, on her tenth or so orgasm, the woman beneath you sputtering and gasping, her body bouncing on your cock eagerly. "I've already come a few times today, but I promise to give you a good load. You don't mind, do you?" She shakes her head hazily, eyes unfocused, lost in a haze of pleasure. You kiss her, hard, on the lips, slurping on her mouth as you fuck her like crazy, slamming in and out harder and harder, balls slapping against her plush butt, making her squirm and pant and moan in your mouth as she orgasms over and over again.

You keep up the kiss for three orgasms straight before finally having to pull up to breathe, and find Setsuko similarly senseless, gasping and panting for breath. Just as quick as you catch your own breath, you swoop down to restart the kiss, not giving her a moment's peace. You fuck her senseless, until you can't smell anything but her sweat and the smell of her sex, as she comes over and over again on your cock. She must have come at least thirty, forty times by this point, and you finally lean up, looking down at her. She tries to focus her gaze on you, but it's like she was nearsighted and trying to work without her glasses.

"Here's my love," you tell her, and unload in her waiting cunt. She moans and spasms in a fresh orgasm, splashing her juices up on you, and you groan in pleasure as she does so, closing your eyes and sighing.

When you finish ejaculating, you pull out, pulling her into a cuddle with you, you the big spoon, her the little ones, hands wrapped around her belly. "You're a wonderful woman," you tell her, kissing her shoulder. "Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise." She sighs, happily, and the two of you go to sleep like that.