Chapter 110: Kouta and the garden path.

Shi-chan settled in on the living room couch.  Ruru true to her word, stayed with her.  They had a nice soft blanket and pillows to be comfortable, but what was comfortable was seeing those two on the couch, and Ruru lying comfortably on top of Shi-chan, head nestled between her breasts, and a peaceful look on both their faces.

They understood.  

It didn’t matter where we were, as long as we were together.  The person I had to convince was upstairs.  I kissed my two flowers goodnight, and went to deal with a good deed which backfired.  I had to prove Ume right.  That this was the correct kindness.  She could put her faith in me, and I would be true to her.  

So upstairs I trudged, and though the door was probably unlocked, I had extended every courtesy by knocking.

On the bed was Umeko.  Sitting in the computer chair at my desk was Chikako.  She was the one who opened the door.

“Onii-chan?”  She asked “What’s going on?”

I closed the door behind me.

“I don’t know, but I know here and now I need to prove my love to Umeko, more than ever.”

Ume is holding a pillow and doesn’t want to look at me.  I know why.  She felt she can’t argue it.  I need to let her.  I need to let her get out what her feelings are.  I cannot let her create any hatred between herself and Nakada-san.  Even if I have to be the one who is hated, by one or both.

“It’s okay to be mad at me.  Maybe you think I betrayed you in some way, but I promise you I haven’t.  Probably for the same reason you invited her to visit, I invited her to stay.”  I begin to say to Ume.  I do hope she is reasonable.  “I don’t want her being raped again.”

Chikako looked at me when I said that last part.

“She’s had a bad life, Ume.  For some reason, I am the singular light she looks forward to, and it’s in no way easy for me to deal with.  Her love for me is no less that yours, only the difference is you can separate between me and you.  You know where you end, and I begin.  To Shi-chan, there is no such separation.”

I move closer to the bed, and sit on the foot of it.

“I… I can’t do it without you.  I can’t help her return to the person she should be, without you, and without Ruru.  I want to meet her, I want to meet Nakada-san, not this person who is unable to let go of a broken promise from long ago.”

I touch a leg, which is exposed from the way she is sitting up, holding on to the pillow covering her face.

“It may turn out that I was just a crutch for her.  When she regains her sense of self, she may not love me after all.  She’s a broken fucked up person, like you and I.  Doesn’t she deserve a chance, if nothing else?  I’ve told you before, I’ll tell you again, and I’ll keep telling you until you can’t do anything but believe me.  You are my main lover.  You, and no one else.”

I look at Chikako now.

“Chikako and you are my family now.  It might not be legal and on paper, but those are my feelings for you.  Please trust in them.”

I lean down and kiss her leg, and rub it gently.

I get up from the bed, and go to the door.  I nod at Chikako.  Whatever else she needs, I hope you can help this Onii-chan out.

I open the door and leave.

Downstairs I pass by those two quietly who are talking.  I would normally try and listen, but I feel I shouldn’t tonight.  So I head into my mother’s room.

She’s already in bed.

“How is Umeko-chan?”  She asks me.

“Probably very hurt.  She won’t talk with me, but I think she needs to talk with her sister, and sleep on it.  Her anger or disappointment with me taking in the woman she saw as her main competition in love for the last year can’t be won’t be resolved from me just telling her to trust me.  She needs to see it in action first.”

Mom nods.

“You are learning a woman’s heart well.  It’s okay to concede a little bit, but stand firm.  Respect truly comes when you can deliver on your promise.  Like with Shi-chan, make sure you fill Umeko with the feelings you want her to have.  If that’s love and acceptance, then that too is what you need to give her.  Not just the promise of a safe place.  She needs to know she can be herself, truly, in your strong arms.”

…

I receive good advice from my mother.  I will use it tomorrow where I can.  I will show Umeko how much I love and care for her.  I will lay her down in the garden, and teach her what I learned upstairs in that room.

I strip down to my boxers and t-shirt, and climb into bed.  We are far apart, but my mother quickly shortens that distance.  Mom takes my hand and puts it on Kizuna.

“Kizuna-chan, your Onii-chan is a wonderful person.  He’s very caring about the women he loves, so you can look forward to being born soon.”

Mom talks to her belly.  I lay my ear on it and only hear an extra rhythm.  She must be asleep.

Mom lays flat, and asks me to lay aside her.  She’s in a loose fitting nightgown, and I can easily see those breasts I had to help with earlier in the day.

“Where exactly are you looking, Kouta?”  She asks me.

“I.. uh… wasn’t looking at anything specific.”

“That’s good dear, because I don’t want you to look at this next part.”

“What part is this?”

“The canal for the baby, of course!”

???

“I want to start it tonight, since you are spending the night in here, and every other day, if that’s alright.”

“What… exactly am I doing.”

“Just follow my instructions, dear.  Don’t worry about anything, remember it’s an entirely natural process.  There’s nothing strange about it, but it might make you uncomfortable at first.  If it’s too much, I can make an appointment, but it’s really a waste to do so for something that only takes a couple of minutes to do.”

I nod.

Mom takes my hand, with hers, and it starts on top of her pregnant belly, then slowly moves lower.  I feel a soft brushing of hair, before I feel a wet warmth.  Where… exactly are you taking my hand, mom!?

She folds my fingers down until there is only my index and middle finger sticking out.  Then she slides it down a wet passage, and into the center of the wet warmth.

“Kouta, the baby that will come out of me will naturally stretch it out, if it’s not properly stretched beforehand, the doctor will have to use scissors to snip the skin a bit, and then stitch it up.  That is a rather painful process to undergo, so if we start stretching it now, it will be easier for Kizuna to exit my body without me having to be in any unnecessary pain for weeks afterwards.  I’d rather not be useless for a few weeks afterwards.”

“So what do I have to do?” I ask.

Mom takes my fingers, and puts them onto her inner passage.  “Just push them inside carefully, dear.  Then straighten them firmly, and push down.  Don’t push down too hard, just a little at first.”

I feel my fingers enter my mother, and they meet no resistance.  Mom’s passage is a bit wider than the other girls are.  When my fingers go all the way in, she corrects me.

“That’s a bit too far.  Pull out so it’s just your finger knuckles in, then push down.  If you are too far in, you won’t stretch the outer skin, which is what needs to happen.  Don’t worry about it, I’m teaching you, so it’s okay to make a couple mistakes.”

Mom reassures me.  I pull my fingers out until I can feel my finger knuckle exposed to the air.  They are damp already.  I push down with my fingers and feel the skin where her entrance is, push down with me.

“That’s right.  Now, ease up for a moment, and then press down again.  Do that a few times for me.”

I press my two fingers which are only partly inside of her down, then release the pressure and her elasticity pushes my fingers back.

“You know, your father and I didn’t know about this trick when I was pregnant with Kanae.  We learned it afterwards, so when we did this from the seventh month onward with you, you came out so easily.  You really were an easy going child from the beginning.”

Oh, so mom doing this made it easy for me to come out. 

“Now go deeper.” She asks.

Deeper?  I slide my fingers back into her passage.

“Kouta.  I meant deeper down, try and push the skin down towards my other hole.  We want to start with easy stretches before we try and really stretch it to where it needs to be.”

“Alright.  Sorry about putting them in again.”

“It’s okay.  I’m teaching you.  Maybe I just wasn’t clear enough.”

With my finger knuckles back to the right spot, I push down a bit harder, and feel the lower part of her entrance push back.

“Is that okay?”

“It’s fine, but not quite far enough.  Do it a few more times.”

While I’m doing so, mom moves her hand which is down there, and slides her fingers on top of mine.

“Like this.” she says as she applies the proper pressure when pushing down, and I feel it really stretch down.

She pulls my fingers out with her hand, and moves them lower.  She pushes them against a hard place between her main entrance, and the rear entrance.

“Feel this piece of skin?” She asks me.

“Yes.”

Then she moves my hand lower and I feel warm skin, and another heated entrance.  My fingers touch that entrance now.  She moves it around a bit.

“That’s the distance between my birthing canal and my butt.  We want to get the skin to stretch as close to my other hole as possible, so when the head crowns, the doctor won’t have to use scissors on it, okay?”

“Uh.. okay?”  I’m a bit confused.

“It’s confusing isn’t it?” She asks.

“A bit.”

“I don’t really want to do this… but… maybe it’s better to show you.”

“Mom?”

“Oh.. you’ve seen me in the shower, it’s no big deal, is it?”

…

Mom pushes the covers off, and what I can see over the baby’s bump, which is rather big, is a patch of hair, which is neatly shaven at the edges.  A bit like Kanae’s but not nearly as wild.  Perhaps the word is manicured?  Though I don’t see how it would apply to fingers.  Oh.  Curated perhaps is the right word.

“Kouta… just take a look where I’m pointing.  I’ll try and show you how to do it properly.  it’s just a bit difficult.  I’m not as flexible being this pregnant.”

sigh

“Alright.”

I slide down the bed, and see a place I have no business seeing.  I have to blame dad for not staying at least until the baby was born.

I see mom’s passage.

To be honest, it’s more similar in shape to Nakada-san’s than to Kanae’s.

“Okay see where I am pointing?”  She points at the little gap of skin between both holes.

“Yes.”

“Okay, now, you put your fingers in like this… and then you push it down… to here.”

I watch as mom demonstrates.  The skin at the bottom of her lady groove stretches downward and almost reaches her dark dungeon.  The visible amount of that skin between them becomes almost zero.  She holds it for a bit, then she releases it.  I notice there’s a white mark on the skin when the elasticity pulls the lower part of her entrance back to normal.

“Mom, what’s the white mark here?” I ask, as I touch the safe part of her body down here.

“That was where they had to snip me open when Kanae’s big head wouldn’t come out.”

I laughed.  Kanae’s got a fat head, no doubt because she’s been stubborn since birth.

“What’s so funny?”

“I was thinking about how fitting it is since Kanae does have a fat head!”

Mom laughs too.

“She was always a handful.  Okay, you give it a try now that you can see what I did.  Try and duplicate it.  I’ll help out in another way.”

“Alright?” I say, not knowing what the next step is.

Mom’s hand inserts on the inside where my knuckles are but in deeper.  I have no idea what she’s doing.

“Just keep pushing down.  It’s okay if you accidentally slip inside.  I’m going to see if I can’t help you get some more elasticity.”

I say okay, then continue on.  Mom’s fingers are sliding in and out a bit, but she’s pushing upwards, I know this because of what I’m seeing.  Whatever she’s doing, I can almost see inside of her hole directly.  It’s very pink.

“Are you okay, honey?”

“Yeah.”

“You are doing it properly… just another minute or so.”

I can feel the part I was pressing down on, becoming increasingly slick.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m having my canal excrete a lubricant, so that the stretching won’t go to waste.  It’ll moisturize that part, so that next time it will be easier when you start from the beginning.”

“Oh, okay?”

“Kouta.  How much do you know about the inside of a woman’s passage?”

“Um.. there’s a cervix and a wall of some kind… and a womb?”

“That’s right, but the only part you should be concerned about with your girls is the cervix.”

“Why’s that.”

“Honey stop what you are doing for just a moment.”

“I stop pushing down.  Mom grabs my hand and pushes me inside her a bit.  She’s stopped whatever it was she was doing.”

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“It’s okay, I’m teaching you the most important thing right now.  Push in deep, until you feel something hard.”

I do so with mom’s guidance and feel something like a cylindrical object that’s hard.

“Feel around it, then carefully feel the center at the tip.”

I do so, if anything it almost has the shape of a penis in my mind.  How strange!

“That is the cervix.  When you have sex that is both the target to hit, and the target to avoid.  In the center there where you just touched.  If the tip of your little man shoots into there, you will probably get one of them pregnant.  Now, feel to the sides away from it.”

I move away from the hard part and feel a soft spongy warmth.

“That is the safest place if you choose not to use a condom, outside of doing it outside entirely.  It will make it difficult to get inside the cervix, though there is always a chance.  It’s also something called an erogenous zone.  If you aim there, you can bring great pleasure to a woman when inside her.”

Mom slowly pulls my hand out of her.

“As for the womb, that’s behind the cervix, you don’t need to worry about it, because that’s where Kizuna safely is staying.  When she’s born that hard piece… the center expands and she’ll pass through it with a bit of difficulty.  That’s how all pregnancies progress normally.”

I am learning way more than that mandatory health class in school had ever taught me.

“Now, one last thing.”  She begins again “Is here.”

Mom moves my fingers to where hers were a few moments ago.

“Push in a little then press up but hook the tips of your fingers a bit.”

I do so, and I feel a softness with what feels like a bone?

“That’s the underside of my labia.  If you massage it in and out, you can generate a lot of lubricant for a woman.  This will also make it easier if you do so beforehand with your fingers.  If her entrance is a bit small, it can greatly ease the burden of taking you inside for the first time, or until she conforms to your size and shape.”

I try doing what she said.

“That’s it, but, please don’t do so unless you are serious.  It’s also a stimulating thing for a woman, and I am your mother.”

“Ah.. sorry.  I didn’t mean to…”

“I’m teasing.  But you successfully did what I needed you to for now.  Is there any part or area inside you don’t know or want to ask about?”

“No.  I don’t have any questions for now.”

“Okay.  Then you can remove them.”

I slide my fingers out of my mother.  The tips are wrinkled.

I’m left staring at my mother’s nakedness.  It’s different, unique from my flowers.  I can’t even really compare it to Ume’s as i’ve only seen it when I tried using my mouth that time in my room.

“Kouta, remember, that hole is yours.  You were the last occupant, and you are now preparing it for your little sister’s journey into the world.  Think of it like a hand-me-down.  She’ll appreciate not having her head squeezed when she comes out.”

I touch the outer part of her lips, then trace the flap of skin on the inside.

“Kouta?”

“Why is this part different?”

“My labia?”

“Is that what this is?”

“It’s like a decoration. It’s just different for each woman.  Some have a small one, some have larger ones that can hang out a bit from the outer lips.  If anything the larger ones are better for when a person uses their mouth on it.  That’s about it. The part above is the clitoral area, that little part that looks like a bump or a knot where the skin separates a bit.  That part is where you focus on when you decide to give outside stimulation.  The outer orgasm that is produced there is easier to obtain, but the inner one is more effective at releasing the chemicals that cause relaxation and stress reduction when a woman climaxes.  In other words, the inner orgasm is usually better, but harder to make happen.  Even Ryohei had much difficulty in all the years we were together in making it happen.”

…

“Do you wish to look some more?  I don’t mind showing you this time, but I am a woman and your mother.  I did say it was a bit embarrassing, after all.”

I get up, and move away, allowing mom to pull the covers back up.

“Now you know a lot more, and can do your best to give me more grandchildren.  A whole house full will be nice.”

Mom takes a moment and starts a cigarette while I space out.  

A whole house full of the children from my garden…  I can see a couple little cute Shi-chan’s running around and being cute… we had twins it seems, though one has a ponytail to the side like their mama, and the other one has twintails.  Senpai would have a nice magical girl costume I could put on here I bet. Then there’s a little Hanako coloring at the table being a good girl.  There’s even a little Ume-chan look-alike sitting down watching television holding Kuu-tan and cheering on some type of Energy Rangers.  Then, finally, there is Kizuna.  She looks just like Mom, who is helping the adults by setting the table and checking on each of the little girls to make sure they are behaving, because she’s the Onee-chan.

It’s not a bad scene at all.

Mom puts out her cigarette then gets my attention.

“Shall we go to bed now, Kouta?  I’m actually tired for a change.”

“Sure.” I agree, also a bit tired.

Mom shifts sideways and has me drape my arm over her, and puts it firmly between the underside of her breasts and where Kizuna’s bump begins.

Mom moves my hand in a massaging circle at the underside of the top with how she’s laying.  Her smell is really familiar to me for some reason, and with my nose in her hair, near her neck, I start drifting off to sleep.

It’s a bit uncomfortable though.  What I haven’t mentioned the entire time, was that my son was incredibly stiff.  Though it was an instructional lesson my mom taught me, she is still a woman, and I am a healthy teenager.  It … just reacted on it’s own.  And right now, it’s definitely poking mom down there.

I’m sorry mom, it’s a biological function right?  You understand, right?

…

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In the morning, my hand is massaging something.  Ah, soft breasts.  Ume’s are nice, though they are a bit big… bigger than Nakada-san’s almost...

…

grope… grope…

These aren’t Ume’s.

I open up my eyes, and the body I’m molesting is my mothers.

“Mm.. Kouta is feisty this morning, daring to grope his own mother in her bed.”

Mom is facing me now, looking lovingly at me, while one of my hands is on her breast while rubbing and squeezing it in circles.  The palm of my hand is slick and sticky.

“Good morning, Kouta.  It’s still pretty early though.  I’m happy you want to fondle a beautiful woman such as myself, but don’t you have other girls to do that with?”

Mom is teasing me from the get go.

“Or would you like to play with them some more?  I might be your mom, but even I enjoy it when a man plays with them.”

…

This morning is rough.  For some reason, I really want to let it out.

I go out to the living room, and see that Shi-chan and Ruru are awake.  

“Good morning.” I call out to them.

“Good morning, Kouta-kun.”

“Kouta.  Daisuki!”

Yes, I love you both too.

“Ume not awake yet?” I say, seeing no sign of her or Chikako.

Ruru shakes her head. “Go wake them up.”

“I will, but I miss doing this.” I say.

I walk over to Shi-chan and kiss her on the lips softly, but only that.

“Good morning, Lotus Blossom.”

Shi-chan returns the affection by delivering the thousand-kiss attack upon my face, while hugging me tightly.

“Kouta battery, recharged!”

Indeed it is.

I then give Ruru a soft kiss, and a hug, while rubbing her little tummy which holds my future.

“Good morning, Precious Lily. and Happy Hanako.”

“Kouta… I’m going to attack you.” Ruru says confidently.

I kiss her forehead and head upstairs. “Soon.” I say on the retreat.

I knock on the door, and get no reply.  So I carefully crack the door open.

Ume and Chikako are asleep in each other’s arms.   It’s precious.  Ume is being protected by Chikako, and not the other way around.  Good job, Chikako.  This Onii-chan will treat you to something nice later!

I walk in and give Ume a little shake.

“5...more...minutes…”

I shake her again and get no response.

I move to the other side and shake Chikako.

She opens her eyes slowly and looks at me. She looks disoriented for a moment. “Onii-chan?  Have you finally resorted to nightcrawling?” She turns her head to see Ume asleep and drooling. “Okay, my heart’s not quite ready this early, but if we are careful, we shouldn’t wake her.”

I chop her on the head.

“It’s morning.  Wake up, wash up, then come down to eat.  Wake Ume up too.”

“Nope.  Waking up the sleeping princess is prince charming’s job.” She says cutely.

“Alright, alright.”

She gets up so I can crawl in and kiss Ume awake.

I engage in a soft lip-locking kiss at first, then go exploring.  My hand is wandering to her butt where I rub and squeeze it, until she finally wakes up.  Her beautiful blue eyes meet my own, and I break the kiss off.

“Good morning, my Apricot Blossom.  I love you, It’s time to greet the day.”

…

She holds me tightly against her.  I caress her face and tuck the sloppy hair behind her ear and kiss her cheek.

“If you wash up and get dressed, there’s time to eat before we go to school.”  I tell her.

“I don’t want to.  I just want to lay here with you all day and keep you to myself.”

“Okay, we can do that too.”

I let her hold me.  But the good student and good(bad) girl in her must have guilted her into waking up properly.

“Alright… I’ll get ready.”

I give her a light spank and roll out of the bed.  The girls have already made part of my closet their own.

I had thought about how Shi-chan, Ruru, and Kanae… how we all dressed each other in the morning.  I would have done it with Ume, but Chikako is here.  Maybe some other time.

I head out and go downstairs for breakfast.  Shi-chan is already prepared for school.  She’s wearing an apron and making a light breakfast.

“Kouta. Here. For you.”  She offers me a bowl of my favorite, with a couple sprinkings of furikake on it.

“You’re the best, Shi-chan.”  I say as I take it and sit down and eat with Ruru.  Who is pretty much eating the same thing but with some anchovies.

In a little while Chikako comes down and sees my TKG.  She also gets a bowl from Shi-chan when asking.

“Onii-chan likes this too?”

I nod, mouth full of rice.

“We’re going to get along just fine.” She says as she too eats it merrily.

Umeko joins a few moments later, and opts for a bowl of cereal instead.

Mom too comes out, and has a bowl of rice. 

“Thanks, dear.”

Shi-chan then joins us at the table with a bowl of plain rice, with some pickled vegetables on top.

We all dine in the morning together.  Dinner at night with the garden, Dinner in the morning with the garden.  Everything is perfect.

Today is going to be another lovely day.

(Secret 82:  Kouta learned that Chikako’s school is the opposite direction, and she was sad she couldn’t walk with her Onee and Kouta together in the same direction at all.)

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