Chapter 81: -Special series: Wildflowers in the Wednesday Western Wind (1/3)

-----PoV: Yoragata Ruru-----

---Overnight, Tuesday into Wednesday Morning---

How frustrating!  With the absence of Kana-chan, and Shi-chan the center of his attention, I can’t help but feel lonely at night.  I’ve sent a text to Kana-chan, saying I’d do something about her being gone, but I can’t for the life of me figure out how to do it on my own.

I miss Kana-chan so much.   Kouta-kun likely isn’t aware, and Shi-chan might know a little, but I’ve also fallen in love with Kana-chan.  When Kouta-kun runs out of steam, it’s hard to take advantage of him!  So at least Kana-chan will stay up with me and drink and fool around, because she too can’t always get the satisfaction she wants out of Shi-chan when Kouta-kun is her priority.  She’s said it before in a random conversation, that she will always be waiting in his bed at the end of the night.

So that’s what led to us being sympathetic lovers.

Kana-chan… is incredible when she gets going.  I don’t know if she’s a lesbian, or bisexual, or some other deviant label, but she can make me come better than those two, and even better than Hiromi, whom I still have latent feelings for, having being my first womanly experience.

Kana-chan is a bit of a night owl too.  She loves to do her work overnight, and she’ll bring her laptop out to the living room with me, while I also work, and we’ll talk about things, and get plastered, and do all kinds of experimental things.

Kouta-kun thinks I’m a good girl, and by all accounts I am to him.  But, I’ve discovered a lot about myself since being with him.  I am definitely a bisexual. If I was unsure because of Hiromi, meeting Shi-chan and Kana-chan who will freely have sex with me... that matter is solved.

I like both, and especially at the same time.

My everyday fantasy is to be getting slammed by Kouta-kun from behind while I’m eating Kana-chan or Shi-chan’s sweet pussies.  I want a sticky face, and a sticky snatch.  It’s incredible… being the body in the middle!  If I would have known earlier in my life how great sex was…

I don’t know.

I might have slept around.  I might not have.  Either way, Kouta-kun is my first male lover, and I’m fine with keeping it that way with him.  But I am interested in women… all kinds of women.  Which is excellent, because Kouta-kun thinks women-on-women is a no-count.  I don’t know where he got that idea, but it’s definitely in my favor.

That’s why I’m here instead of home.

I’m at the studio Kana-chan works at. The door was left unlocked, so I could enter quietly. I have a fresh SD card installed, and have my smartphone camera already going.  The only snag in the plan of what I’ve come to do, is in front of me currently.  

Kana-chan is lying on the floor, being eaten out by Sato-san who has no idea I’m here.

Kana-chan does, though.

Kana-chan is watching me, as I strip down, touching myself and fingering my wet pussy at watching her be devoured.  I love being watched.  I know when it happened, when I got the desire as a schoolgirl, the desire to be watched… I had a ‘friend.’  

She was always looking out her window into my bedroom, since they were both on the second floor, and faced each other.  Her name was Mina.  She was a year younger than me, but we had a thing we would do.  We would shed our clothes with the curtains open and masturbate in front of the window so the other could see.  We never talked.  We never hung out.  We just had this unspoken thing we did with each other at night.

It all ended one day when she got a boyfriend.  I watched her close the curtain to her room.  One night many days later, it was open.  She was showing me her face while she was being taken.  It made me upset and excited.  Because I couldn’t show her mine. I didn’t have a boyfriend.  I wonder what the look on my face was that night that I showed her? That time was also the final time we would ever do that. Since I couldn’t copy her… her curtains never opened again for me.

I kept my awakened desire suppressed most of the time, but on occasion, I would exhibit myself in a place that only a few people might see me, but not be able to reach me.  I would masturbate with my hand in my panties, expose my most bare and unappealing chest for them to see cautiously, out of the corner of their eyes. If they stared directly, or moved towards me with intent, I would quickly leave.  I did things like this until I graduated high school, then I got tired of living in Osaka, realizing I was doing such things as I neared adulthood, so I took the savings I had, and moved to Tokyo.  

I found a nice roommate named Hiromi, and after one seriously drunken bender, woke up in her bed, my face sticky and the nausea of a hangover to greet me.   We became part time lovers as I fielded a novel about our relationship, and cosplay.  Hiromi was majorly into it.  So when I started posting chapters on Alpha, a web-novel site, it had such an initial rush of popularity, they sent me a deal through the site e-mail service.

It took six months, but I released three volumes of “It Can’t be XXX!!!” and managed to pay the shared rent with it.   Something had happened with Hiromi, who is also secretly an idol named Min-Min who is very popular at what she does, namely, cosplay.  We ended up parting and leaving the room we shared rent on, and I moved into the place I rent now.  Only a little while ago, did I meet this boy on the porch when I was at my lowest point.

I don’t know what possessed me to talk to him to try and bum a cigarette from him or someone in his house who might smoke, or drink that beer that he brought out that I should not have.  It didn’t matter.  I passed my tipping point, and had trouble standing.  He carried me to my room, put me on the couch, and I forced him into eating my pussy.

I hadn’t had sex with Hiromi, or anyone else for that matter in about a year by that point.

I thought he would violate me afterwards, I was certainly fearful but willing to accept responsibility… but instead he saw my messy room, put my panties back on, and cleaned my house.

I didn’t know what to feel? Shame as a woman for him not wanting to fuck me, and make me a real woman, or shame for being no good at any domestic task, and making a kid clean up after me.

Afterwards I was brought into his home as a member of his … harem?  I always thought it was anime bullshit, but no, this kid had an actual harem.  A caring onee-chan-type, a sexy as hell choroin-type, who would do anything he asked, and now ...me?

At first his virginity was off limits to everyone, including the sexy caramel tanned girl, called Shi-chan.  After a certain night a short while after she took his cherry, she had asked me to be with him, while the onee-chan-type watched.  She had established a system with him, where they can say ‘stop’ with each other, as a means of protecting each other’s heart.  I don’t necessarily have that with him. 

Having sex with him while she watched in pain, It was a major turn on for me.  It triggered the struggle I have between being a mistress, and trying to steal the role of legal wife… But in the time leading up to that point, I had developed a sexual relation with both of the girls.  However, the one I found the most compatibility with, was her.  The one being currently pleasured by a woman who is not unlike Shi-chan in appearance, but also, most certainly, not me.

This woman’s name is Sato-san.  And I am about to take full advantage of Kouta-kun’s women no-count belief and be with these two women.

I give and get a signal from Kana-chan, and I get on my hands and knees quietly, and crawl over to the woman.  Kana-chan asks this young blonde gyaru, if she’d ever been in a threesome with another woman.  The woman lifts her head from Kana-chan’s spot, and says she hasn’t but the idea is exciting.  That was my cue.  With my small frame, I was able to sneak in and bury my face into her pussy without her feeling me approach.

At first there was a shriek of surprise, but then Kana-chan told her to calm down, and enjoy it. It was safe, and could be a lot of fun if she'd just look into her eyes, while it happened.

Was she excited?  Would she let it happen? What faces would she show Kana-chan?

I was afraid at first that I’d be kicked or hit in some way, out of surprise. The risk was certainly high, but the woman’s legs opened up further instead at Kana-chan’s words, and I began to devour a new pussy.  One yet unsoiled by Kouta.

It was wonderful.

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Its aroma, its texture, with a bit of her labia dangling out that I would pull with my lips, I mashed my face into her as hard as I could, licking and sucking with abandon until it had to have hurt her.  I know she came.  I know Kana-chan came as well, because her scream was turning me on even further.  I wanted it to be my turn too.  I wanted Kana-chan, but I wouldn’t mind this one, either.

With the girls in front of me having reached satisfaction, I pull away, and the woman, Sato gets to see who it was who pleasured her.

“It’s you!”

I ignore her, and look at my Kana-chan who is willingly being violated by this woman. 

“I came to see you Kana-chan.  Since you won’t own up to what you did, and how you so easily abandoned me, this is the only way left to me…”

“Ruru...” Kana begins to say but I ignore her weak attempt to deflect my own feelings.

“Sorry Sato-san, I didn’t intend to do what I just did. I thought... Kana-chan was here alone.   I wanted to play with her, because she won’t come home just because of a little thing like breaking the trust of all the people who love her.  You just happened to be in between me and her pussy, that’s all.”

“Ruru, stop it!” Kana-chan scolded me to saying something rude to her.

“I won’t stop it Kana-chan!  You were my strength in the garden… you were my flower! You left me alone to clean up after everything.  And I did!  I cleaned up the mess with Kouta-kun, who was a fucking wreck because he saw Shi-chan with his father in her mouth, of which you are oh-so-lucky that was all it was!  Kouta-kun managed to get there in time, and she was naked on his bed, waiting!  Waiting to do what?  There had to be another way!  You and Shi-chan were talking about making him dirty so it would be easier for him to accept everything… but then it wouldn’t be Kouta-kun if you did it!  I had to let Kouta-kun rage on my body… I had to let him vent his anger that he had for Shi-chan’s betrayal out on me instead!  It should have been you to accept it!   And then, for days he was trying to punish her, but he’s a weak willed boy.  I got tired of seeing both of them hurting, so I sat on his face and made Shi-chan fuck him back into his good senses!  Now the only one left is you.   I’m tired of being alone at night when they sleep, Kana-chan!  I need you back.  I need you!”

“Ruru, how can I go back?  If I see her... if she tells me it’s over… to not come back…  I couldn’t handle it!  Yes I’m a coward!  I don’t want to have my heart crushed, Ruru!  So, like how you are Kouta’s healing, Sato-san has become mine, now.”

“Then how long do I have to wait?”

“Forever!  I don’t know! …is that the whole reason you came here?”

“No.  Like I said… I need you.  I need you, I want you, and I’ve come for you, and I won’t leave until I come for you!  Understand?”  I yell passionately at this dumb woman who is still lying down, pussy stained with the fluids of an outsider.   Just like I too have stained my mouth, risking the ire of betraying Kouta-kun, to return his and my flower to our garden.

“Sato-san, I’ll apologise now, but I will be taking my turn.  Feel free and continue what you were doing before.  If you’d like to watch me, it would help me immensely.”

I proceed to climb atop Kana-chan and sit on her face.

But, she’s not doing anything.

Sato-san is standing by, a mixture of incredulity, confusion, any number of emotions she might be feeling that I frankly don’t give a single shit about. I came to get my nighttime comfort from Kana-chan.

I lower my slit onto Kanae’s mouth directly, and she won’t lick, she won’t suck, she won’t do a fucking thing to it!

“Kana-chan… why won’t you!?” I grab her hair and pull it, eliciting a sound of pain from her mouth. “Lick it!  Do something!!!”

“Sato-san, help me!” I plead, looking into the eyes of this woman, eyes I don’t know the personality behind. “...help me…”

I rest my knees and curl up while on top of Kana-chan’s face.  I have only begun to realize right now that I’m crying.  Not just crying, but full-on crying. 

“Why…!   Why!!!!  We’re his flowers… you are my flower...”

I pound the ground with my hands in a futile gesture of frustration that Kana-chan won’t return the love I’ve come to collect.

…

I finally look up, and Sato-san is there now, in front of me.  I raise an arm weakly, and she kindly helps me up.  I brace for a smack to the face, but it doesn’t come.  I don’t even know how to describe the look on her face… is it compassion?  Sympathy?  I don’t need it or want it!  She gives me a hug, and I am drawn into her body, like a misbehaving child who needs to be consoled when they injure themselves after not following their parent’s good advice.

The hug was brief, but emotional.  

I walk over to where I dropped my clothes, and I redress.  I take the phone which is still recording in hand, then I turn and say a hateful thing to Kana-chan.

“You never really loved any of us did you?  Especially not Shi-chan!  Your love is a shallow lie.  I’m going home to drink, and I’ll drink until I can forget you.  Don’t bother showing your face on Sunday.  If you show up, I’ll tell Shi-chan to tell you to drop dead!”

“Sato-san.  Thank you for allowing my selfishness.”  I bow to her.

I hit stop on the phone camera, and I exit the studio.

It’s a long lonely walk home.  Thankfully the Seven is open all night, so I buy a small case of beer, I’ve got plenty of cigarettes at home already.  I’m going to get absolutely shit-faced in the privacy of my own room, and cry my heart out.  Then I’ll let Kouta-kun fuck my brains out while she’s at her meeting… it’s Wednesday now, isn’t it?

I’m sorry I betrayed you Kouta-kun, but at least it was with a woman.  I’ll show and tell you all about it when I gather up the courage to be able to accept your anger again.  You are an angry boy, aren’t you…?

How do I have enough water left in me to cry so much?

Kanae… you… you.... cheater!

(Special secret:   Ruru felt exceptionally guilty after having that sexual encounter with Sato-san.  She was torn for most of the day on whether or not to delete the video she recorded.)

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