Chapter 29: Kouta the Risky Gyaru and the Fallen Angel

The line for the Ferris Wheel is moving.  It seems we get quite a few spins on it before we are required to get off.  It seems that the operator makes sure each of the gondolas have an appropriate amount of time at the top so that the patrons can take in the view that being so high up affords.

 

Coy Angel Nakada-san seems very eager to ride it.

 

Onee-chan should be alright.  I’m not worried because the Ferris Wheel is closed in and I can feel safe.  I only dislike rides that make me feel like I can fall out easy.

 

The people in front of us slowly dwindle until the three of us are next.

 

Shiori lets go of my hand and says something to the ride operator-san.  He gives her a nod, and she returns to me.

 

What did she ask him?

 

The next gondola descends, and we are ushered inside.  Onee-chan sits across from us, but Shiori is next to me.

 

The windows are tinted, and we can see out, but I did notice that it was hard to see in when we boarded.

 

No sooner than we start moving, then Nakada-san pulls out the piece of confiscated candy and puts it in her mouth.

 

She then takes hold of my face and transfers it into my mouth with hers.  With Onee-chan watching, Nakada-san does candy-play with me.  

 

Her kissing is every bit as coy.

 

Not the deeply exploratory kind, but the lightly tongue flicking and playful kind.  Her lips are soft, and the case of the candy is cool.  

 

It was a mint, or mint flavored at least.

 

She unlatches from me for a moment.

 

“Kouta. Stick out your tongue.”

 

I do so, balancing the candy on it for her to see.

 

She then takes it and my tongue into her mouth.

 

Next she sits on my lap, but facing away from me, so she can look at Onee-chan.

 

“Kouta.  Kiss. Feel. My body. Lots <3”

 

Uh?  Itadakimasu?

 

I scoop the braid away and begin kissing her neck.  I take the time to feel her over her kimono as well.

 

Onee-chan is just watching.  Her eyes don’t avert at all.

 

I trace my hands up and down the sides of her body, and reach around the front as well.  The kimono mutes a great deal of the touching I am doing, but Nakada-san is receiving the real sensory input from my kisses and when my mouth greedily sucks on a spot and my tongue touches her skin there.

 

It’s a light bit of ero.

 

Nakada-san isn’t asking for Onee-chan to do anything other than watch.

 

We make a full circuit in the gondola, and when we approach the ground, Nakada-san has me stop.

 

She slides off of me, and scoots over to Onee.

 

“Kanae.  Lie down.”

 

Onee-chan does, since there is plenty of room on her side.

 

“Open your mouth.”

 

Onee-chan does.

 

“Reward.”

 

Nakada-san’s lips are just over Onee’s open mouth and she very carefully, without making contact with any part of Onee-san, deposits the candy that was shared between Shiori and I into her mouth.

 

Shiori, done, returns to me, and this time sits facing me. I continue kissing her, and I do so.  While I do so, she takes my hand and puts my index finger into her mouth, and begins to lick and suck on it erotically. 

 

It’s a calm and slow tongue massage for my finger.  At times she opens her mouth, and I can see a thread of saliva from her mouth to my finger. This is a different kind of erotic than the Wild Nakada-san.

 

But it’s very enjoyable.

 

I feel a bit bad for Onee-chan who can only watch. But that was when the trouble began.

 

After we reach the high point, the ride stops, and Nakada-san stops as well..

 

“Kanae. Touch yourself. Watch us.”

 

Eh??

 

The Angel Nakada-san becomes a bit of a devil then.

 

She begins to grind on me, and the coy kisses change.  They still aren’t the Wild Nakada-san ones I know, but they are no less effective.

 

Nakada-san moves her lips and kisses me all over my face and neck, eventually biting down on me a bit, forcing me to grunt a bit in pain.

 

While she does so, my view of Onee-chan is unobstructed, and I can see her fondling her breasts, and a bit below, all over cloth.

 

When the ride starts again, Nakada-san lowers the pace, until we approach the bottom, and she’s sitting next to me again.

 

“Kouta. Two timing. Must share.”

 

Share what?

 

Nakada-san who has avoided touching Onee-chan as much as possible has now grabbed her hand and pulled her over to me.

 

She then helps Onee-chan sit on me.

 

Afterwards, she moves to the side of the gondola Kanae was on and watches us.

 

Onee-chan is sitting on me facing Nakada-san.

 

I can see her golden orbs barely, though they don’t have the mischievous sparkle to them.  Instead it’s one of curiosity. Onee-chan is taller than me, so most of Nakada-san is unavailable to my vision.

 

“Kouta kiss, fondle.  I play.”

 

What? no nonono no.

 

Nakada-san begins to feel over her Kimono while putting a finger in her mouth and doing what she did to mine, to her own.

 

“Kouta?”

 

Onee-chan is unsure about the situation.

 

“Onee… what to do?”

 

She is hesitating and nervous.

 

Nakada-san is watching and waiting.

 

“Kouta. Isn’t a deviant?” She says, in a way for me to understand.

 

“You sure?”  It’s really awkward for me to do this again.

 

“Mm.”

 

Okay.  This is for you, Shiori.

 

I reach around and lightly rub my sister.  A little squeeze, but nothing at all crazy.  She’s my sister.  

 

I try and kiss Onee-chan’s neck but can’t do any better than a child kissing a small cut or scrape.  

 

I’m just not interested.

 

All of a sudden Onee-chan grabs my hands, and has me kneading her.

 

Both her and Nakada-san let out a strange voice.

 

I can’t believe I’m doing this.

 

My son is alive because of what Nakada-san did to my finger, but this…

 

Ah what the fuck

 

Onee-chan is moving my hand lower.

 

This needs to stop.

 

I wrench my hands free and put them to the sides of my body.

 

“No.”

 

I say it, because I mean it.

 

Grr!  I’m really frustrated now.

 

I don’t want to do these things to my Onee-chan.

 

…

 

Wait? 

 

Does Onee-chan want to do it?

 

Is this something between them?

 

I don’t understand.

 

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“Kouta…”

 

Fuck.

 

I return my hands to Onee-chan.

 

She puts one back on a breast, and continues to move the other one lower.

 

I can feel her front without seeing it.

 

She puts my hand safely over her other mouth.  It just rests there, nothing more.

 

She uses my other hand to keep kneading.

 

Nakada-san most likely never looked away.

 

I’ll never know.

 

I feel dirty.

 

My son hasn’t died yet, but I’m not feeling it.

 

The ride is coming around.  Onee-chan lets me go.  She slides off and sits next to me.

 

I can see Nakada-san now.

 

She’s the beloved cutely-lewd Angel Nakada-san.

 

But I look at her and I’m mad.

 

Onee-chan is somehow appears perfectly fine.

 

The ride ends, and we get off.

 

Nakada-san resumes her place, and Onee-chan resumes hers as well.

 

I’m the only one upset.

 

But I try and stow it.

 

The sun has moved towards the horizon and it will be dark soon.

 

As if nothing happened, We head back to the games area, and Shiori finds another game.

 

Onee-chan and her play.  I can’t get myself together enough to.

 

Shiori won another plush.  It was a sky blue frog this time.

 

“Shieru* Get!” (* SHIERU / Ciel, french for sky, play on Kaeru / Frog)

 

It’s cute as well, but I can’t bring myself to laugh.

 

I’m down because of it.

 

It’s dusk now.  We all agree to leave.

 

We head towards home, and end up stopping off at a supermarket for some ingredients for dinner.

 

I can only imagine what night will bring with this Angel of Destruction. 

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When we get home, it’s nearing eight.

 

We did a lot of playing around and I’m feeling tired.

 

Nakada-san seems to have finally picked up on it.

 

“Kouta?”

 

I look at Nakada-san but I can’t bring myself to smile at her.

 

“Kouta. Are you hurt?”

 

Hurt huh? No’okay’ but ‘hurt.’

“I might be.” I reply stubbornly.

 

“I see.  I overdid it.”

 

Nakada-san stands before me and bows as far as she can in the Kimono.

 

I’m not replying for some stupid reason.

 

Nakada-san appears to finally be concerned.

 

“I see.”

 

She pulls the sash and the kimono drops.

 

What she’s wearing underneath is what I first saw her in that night.

 

The pink bra, and panties.

 

She is wearing nothing else.

 

With the kimono on the ground, she bows completely now, and apologises with words.

 

Ah.  It’s my fucking fault.

 

I know she likes to fool around.

 

Onee-chan is now involved, but Onee-chan was willing to explore a bit in a safe manner to have a bit of a thrill.

 

I wasn’t.

 

“It’s.. sigh … you can stop.  I have received your apology.”

 

Nakada-san uprights herself, and looks at me.

 

I see the Caramel Angel, and I want to be comforted by her.

 

Even though she caused my hurt.

 

I only want to be healed by her.

 

So, she embraces me, and we wordlessly cling to each other.

 

All of Nakada-san is wrapped together with me.

 

“Kouta.  Won’t discard me because of this?”

 

Eh? No! I’m a bit upset.  But I won’t do that over something like this.

 

I hold her tightly. I can feel the full warmth of her body against mine.

 

“Kouta. If he wants…  can have me now.  Right here.  Or privately.”

 

She’s offering herself to me.

 

I want her, of course I do!

 

But now isn’t the time.

 

“Kouta.  Maybe, wants something special?”

 

Nakada-san gives me a soft kiss.

 

“Kouta. Tell me.”

 

Tell you what?

 

“I don’t know.” I say because I just don’t fucking know what’s what right now.

 

“Okay. Later then, I will take care of Kouta properly.”

 

...Properly?

 

sigh

 

I need to understand why.  

 

I think I’ll ask Nakada-san some things.

 

Even if it makes me vomit, it might make me understand why she’s always so close to edge on everything.

 

We’re in the living room.

 

Onee-chan has been here the entire time.

 

My stomach growls for food.

 

Only Nakada-san seems remotely appetizing.

 

Time to eat, and go to bed.

 

(Secret 28:   When it comes to candy play with Kouta, coffee flavored candies are no good.  Only Nakada-san's burnt coffee kiss is acceptable.)

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