Chapter 18: Kimiko Anal Cowgirl, Very Dominant Blowjob With Sumiko, Kimiko Trains Terumi’s BJ Skills, Yuriko Date, F*cking Noriko Senseless

Setsuko's still asleep when you wake up, your phone buzzing from nearby. She mumbles softly into your chest, eyes closed. You manage to grab the phone without waking her just yet, and find Terumi's morning text load.

Good morning Master! ♡♡♡

Yesterday was A MA ZING! ♡♡♡♡♡

I really enjoyed getting the chance to pleasure and be pleasured by your future wife!

And when you came in to fuck me while she ate me out, mm~mm! (♡u♡)

It felt really good! Plus, I knew I was helping you secure her marriage, and I love helping you! Thank you for giving me the opportunity!

Oh, and thank you so much for the hoodie, I sniffed it all night long. (And played with myself a little, too!)

Your sweat smells amazing, Master!

I can't wait to really be your concubine! Yuriko is pretty hot and she definitely seems to appreciate me!

Not that you don't appreciate me, Master! I know you do! ♡♡♡♡♡

I'm going to play with myself, imagining Yuriko giving you a blowjob under your work desk while I give you a massage!

You gently shake Setsuko awake, and her eyes flutter open. She blushes in surprise, eyes wide. "Ah, sorry, Nanashi-sama," she says, already half-crawling towards your groin, and you gently push her back.

"It's fine, Setsuko. I'm just going to go check on my mother, and I wanted to make sure you were awaked and clothed so nobody found you naked in my bed."

"Oh, okay," Setsuko says. There's something in her expression, a hint of disappointment or guilt, or maybe some mix that you can't quite identify. She stumbles out of bed, collecting the clothes she was wearing last night and getting dressed.

You get up as well, even popping a BC pill in your mouth, as you have done every day since you purchased them even though the QM didn't mention it because it's tedious busywork to do so. Setsuko quietly shuffles out into the halls, and you head to your mother's bed.

Your mother does not exactly look as composed as she did the last two nights when you slept with her. She's wearing the sleepwear equivalent of a camisole and panties, and rather than being under the blankets, she's sort of shaped a big blanket pile into a roughly human-shaped body, complete with apparently filling it with several pillows, judging by the shape. You sit down on the edge of the bed, running your fingers along her upper arm, until she finally sparks away, eyes opening. She smiles up at you. "Morning, Nan-chan," she says, sweetly.

"Morning, Kimiko," you say, gently stroking her cheek as you do. "Any plans for the day?"

She leans back into her pillow, sighing. She doesn't seem embarrassed to be caught cuddling a pile of blankets, at least. "Just work stuff, mostly. I'm meeting some friends for a nice lunch."

"That sounds nice," you say. "I'm sorry for not taking care of you last night," you say.

She just snorts, looking up at you. "I don't need to be taken care of, Nan-chan." She gives you a warm smile. "I want to take care of you." She glances at the pile of blankets and pillows. "It's just that I'm just not used to sleeping alone. It's really the first time your father hasn't slept in the same bed as me since we were married."

You climb into bed, wrapping your arms around her in a hug. You push her a bit, so she's on her side rather than upward, and you make yourself the big spoon to her little spoon. "I love you, Mommy," you say, as you grind your cock against her butt through the fabric of your pants and her panties.

"I love you too, Nan-chan," she says, a gentle glow to her cheeks.

You kiss her neck. "What do Yuriko's parents think of the match? I assume you know."

"They seem approving," Kimiko replies. "They don't seem as aware of how far it's progressed as I am, though."

You nod. "There's a reason it's progressed so far, and I have to admit I've kept it from you. I'm sorry for that."

"What is it, Nan-chan?" She sounds concerned, worried you've done something bad.

"I've had some help seducing her. Several girls." She nods uncertainly, then seems to get it, sighing audibly.

"How many?"

"Terumi, Noriko, and Sumiko have been helping me seduce her. She really likes Terumi, but Noriko gives her a bit of a push and she's a bit fascinated by Sumiko too."

"Terumi? The girl who barged in to our house looking to get raped?" She says it sourly.

"I think she just didn't understand how it would be seen. She's a very sweet and submissive girl, and she's very very in love with me, and I think that clouded her judgment."

"She's stupid, then," Kimiko says.

"Maybe," you agree. "She's young, though, and she didn't mean anything bad by it. She's been the most helpful with Yuriko, and I do care for her."

Kimiko sighs, grasping one of your hands where it rests around her belly. "You are a little harem master, aren't you?" She asks it with a teasing, melancholic tone of voice.

"I have a mother who I love very dearly," you tell her, kissing her neck. "Beautiful, kind, smart..."

She sighs again. "Okay, Nan-chan. I'm not mad. I just wish you'd been more focused when you were doing this kind of thing. Oriented towards a clear goal." You do have a clear goal - fuck and claim every single woman in your class, your immediate family, and the women in your class's immediate families who aren't married. You don't think you should say that out loud, though.

"Since Terumi's been such a focus of Yuriko's attention, and she was a virgin up until recently, I'd like you to help train her up to standard."

Kimiko laughs. Then she glances at you out of the corner of her eye, and figures out you're not joking. She rolls her eyes, but she's still smiling a bit. "Fine. I don't know that much about pleasing a woman, but I know an awful lot about pleasing a man. Bring her over at some point."

"Thank you," you tell her, kissing her neck. "I think I've almost got Yuriko in my hand," you tell her gently, and she nods along. "I'm planning a sleepover on Sunday with her and Terumi, at Terumi's home. I think with Terumi there, it'll be easy to get her to acquiesce to intercourse with me."

"That sounds plausible," Kimiko agrees. "Go for it, if you think you can."

"I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I don't plan on keeping them as trophy women. They're capable young ladies who could easily find gainful employment elsewhere, and I plan on using them to that end... Sumiko's very fit and good in a fight, Noriko's got an analytical mind and is doing well in engineering, Terumi's an excellent cook and enthusiastic about babysitting... you get the idea."

"Actually formally employing your mistresses?" Kimiko asks, smirking a little. "I suppose there's something to be said for that."

"Do you want to meet Terumi before the sleepover?" You ask. "Get to know her... anew?"

Kimiko glances into the distance. "Whenever you have the free time, I suppose. Do you want me to train her then, or...?"

"Whatever you're comfortable with."

"I'm fine either way."

"Good," you say, kissing her neck. Your hand slides gently down her stomach, slipping under her panties. She sighs softly as you start to run your fingers along her sex, and she almost immediately gets wet.

"How do you want Mommy to take care of you?" She asks, sweetly, rubbing her butt against your cock through your pants. "Do you want her mouth? Her wet sex?"

"I want to take care of you too this time," you tell her, softly.

"You really don't need to, Nan-chan," she says. She pushes back against you a bit harder, so you flop onto your backside and she's on top of you. You let go of your grasp on her, and she turns around to look down at you, smiling with her eyes. "You're a very sweet boy," she says, gently cupping your cheek. "But I love taking care of you. It makes me feel happy to make my special little boy feel good, and it's not like you're being selfish, is it? I'm enjoying myself too. So just let me take care of you, Nan-chan," she says, leaning down to kiss you on the lips, her tongue pressing into your mouth. Her groin grinds against your cock through your pants. When she pulls away, she pants. "Let Mommy take care of you." She pauses momentarily, as if trying to find a little something more to add. "Let your mother-girlfriend take care of you," she says, softly, caressing your cheek as she looks down at your face.

"Can I please have your ass?" You ask.

She smiles wantonly. "You can have any part of Mommy you want," she tells you, still smiling. "Anything for my Nan-chan." She peels off her panties, having to stop straddling you for a second before tossing them aside. Her fingers quickly reach up to your pants, pulling them down, and she bites her lower lip with a kind of excited energy as your cock pops out. She rolls her shoulders a bit. "Your father and I tried it a few times, but he didn't like it too much, so it'll be tighter."

You nod. "I'm ready," you say, as your cockhead points at her puckered little butthole. She closes her eyes, engulfing just your cockhead and then squeezing those muscles, milking you a bit already, making you grunt and close your eyes.

"Does that feel good, sweetie?" You nod. "Good," she says, with a warm smile.

You let her slide down your cock, staring up at her as she slowly engulfs you. Your hands come up to her breasts, groping them through the thin fabric of her night wear, and she smiles wantonly, until she finally hits the base of your cock. She's tight back there, incredibly so, and it feels like your cock's being squeezed as she starts to work her muscles back there, tightening and releasing. "You like your Mommy's titties, huh?" She asks, smiling. She reaches for the base of her shirt as she stays buried on your dick, and slowly pulls it up.

Her nipples are hard as her perky, full breasts are exposed to the air again, and she smiles down at you as you stare. "Yeah, you like your Mommy's titties," she says, as you grope her again. "I remember when you sucked on them to live," she teases, "when you were just a sweet little baby, my precious little boy," she says, as you run your hands over her tits, squeezing the plentiful, firm flesh of them. They have only modest give, your fingers sinking a half inch or so before the resistance becomes too great to go any deeper, and she moans a bit.

She starts to rise again, humping your dick, sliding up and down slowly, gently. Her eyes stare down at you wantonly as you grope and squeeze her breasts, and she smiles down at you, cheeks starting to glow with arousal. Your cock is in her velvety tight ass as she bounces up and down, and you just let her work, closing your eyes sleepily. She gets a bit manic at that. "Come on, sweetie, look at Mommy," she says, breathlessly, "Mommy wants you to look at her, to see your sexy mother-girlfriend's body and enjoy yourself."

Your eyes open again, at that, and she smiles warmly, her expression lewd as she comes for the first time like that, eyes locked on yours, your hands still on her tits. Your hands run down her sensual, beautiful body as she orgasms, playing with her clit, teasing it with your fingers, and she bites her lip at that as you pinch and squeeze her cute little love nub, making her pant and gasp in pleasure. "G-good boy," she breathes out, closing her eyes, as you play with her body. "A-ah, that feels good," she groans, before returning to bounce on your dick. "Let Mommy make you feel g-good too," she says, as she moves, her free tit bouncing, the other in your hand still.

"I feel really good," you tell her, and she smiles at that, as she hops on your cock. "I feel fantastic," you tell her, as you keep playing with her sexy body. She's clearly very glad to hear that, smiling down at you with a slightly manic expression on her face, as she bounces faster and faster. She displays incredibly endurance as she humps your cock, orgasming again and again, the tight sheath of her asshole squeezing your cock over and over again as she comes.

In the end, though, she's only human, and her humps get less energetic as she exhausts herself, breathing heavily atop you, her skin lightly shining with sweat, a little drool coming out of her mouth. She seems almost pitiable like that, staring down at you. "Nan-chan," she breathes, softly, her fingers on your chest. "Let Mommy please you," she says.

"You are pleasing me," you tell her, with a smile. Your hands grasp her hips, and you start to fuck her like that, pumping your own mother's tight ass up and down your cock as you use her body like a cocksleeve. She seems to love it, moaning deliriously, her fingers running along your chest, grasping your body tightly.

"That's a go~od, boy, just enjoy yourself with Mommy's body," she pants out, before leaning forward to kiss you. Your lips meet hers, and your tongue enters her mouth as you grope her perfect pert firm ass and forcibly fuck her up and down your cock. She doesn't mind in the least, the being used for your pleasure like this, and her moans and hums into your mouth add to the pleasure of fucking her. You tease her tongue with yours as her nipples scrape along your chest, and she excitedly orgasms on your cock, squeezing it tightly again, groaning atop you.

Now that she's mostly burnt herself out, you enjoy the control it's brought, and the way she's clearly excited and enthusiastic about being used this way. Perhaps it's more that she wants to make you feel good? That she's giving, rather than simply dominant? You make her come like that, your cock twisting inside her tight ass as she squirms and squeezes and pants atop you.

Eventually she recovers, pulling herself back up and bouncing on your dick again, fucking you with her ass as she humps your cock. "That's a good boy," she breathes. "Enjoy Mommy's body. Come for Mommy," she begs, breathlessly, her voice erotic with how aroused she is. You can see juices gushing out of her cunt, her arousal from earlier creating a bit of a mess on your groin and her thighs. "Come up your mother-girlfriend's butt," she tells you, and at that you release, ejaculating inside her, groaning. She moans in sympathetic orgasm, a splash of her cunt juices raining down on your groin as you finish off inside her.

When you're completely done, she pants for a good few seconds atop you before popping off, naked as the day she was born, then gets between your legs and starts licking, cleaning your groin of her own juices, her eyes staring up at you and squinting a bit as she licks and suckles you clean.

You let her finish cleaning you off, basking in her tongue and lips for a minute, gently petting her. "Thanks, Mommy," you tell her, when she finishes.

"I'm glad you enjoyed," she tells you, as she leans up on the bed. You cuddle with her for a minute or two.

"I do need to go to school," you tease, and she smiles.

"Go on, get dressed and everything. Have a nice school day with your little harem," she teases.

"Thanks again." You lean over her, kissing her forehead, before getting dressed, grabbing a quick breakfast with Noriko. Finally, you get in the car with Noriko, your cute little girlfriend sitting at your side, her hand on your thigh.

"I have a question, Nanashi, regarding what happened yesterday during lunch."

"Sure. Ask away," you say, turning to her.

"I have discovered most males become jealous of their loved ones having sex with others. Particularly when they seem more enthusiastic with the 'other' than with the male themselves." You nod along. "Did you feel jealous when Yuriko was obviously more excited to make love to Terumi than to you?"

You shrug. "I take it as a challenge, to make her love me more than Terumi in the end."

Noriko tilts her head. "Ah. Like you did with my mother and father, or like you are doing with Mitsuko and Masahiko." She nods to herself. "Would you like me to get another boyfriend so that you can prove your superiority to him?"

You choke a bit. "No, of course not."

"You seem to fetishize netori, gauging by the fact that several of the women you are pursuing or have claimed have other interests. Yuriko in Kiyomi and Terumi, Setsuko in Goro, Kimiko in Kusakabe-sama. That is almost half. Further, you have recently begun having lunch with Mitsuko, and you seemed amenable to being groped by her, while you initially met her when she was being molested by another male who alleged he was her boyfriend."

"That's... well, it's not in the minus column, but I don't want you to go around getting an extra boyfriend just because of that."

"I see." Noriko says, simply.

"Look, Yuriko and I have an agreement, and I'm getting what I want out of it. There's no point in being jealous of Terumi. She wouldn't do it with Yuriko if I told her to stop."

"I agree with that appraisal," Noriko says. She tilts her head. "This has been enlightening. I may have further questions later."

"Sure," you say. You soon arrive at school, and Noriko walks with you into class. You have ten minutes or so before it starts. Chanette stares at you aggressively, while Raya hasn't arrived yet. Kiyomi and Kyoko are also missing.

"Terumi," you say, turning to your concubine, who smiles brightly as your attention comes to her. "You're coming home with me this afternoon so you can kowtow to my mother and beg forgiveness. Your actions made you look like a shameless slut, so you need to apologize." She blushes with humiliation, but nods. "You need to be a respectable woman, given our relationship." She swallows and nods again. "The good news is, that once my mother accepts you, it will be easier for you to come visit and spend time with me."

She smiles and nods at that. "Thank you, Nanashi. I will be at my most absolutely effusive when I offer my sincerest apologies for my behavior. I appreciate that you have allowed me to stay near you despite such awful behavior on my part."

You gently pat her cheek, then turn in your chair to face Chanette, who startles but doesn't stop staring. "Do you have anything you want to say to me?"

"No. Maybe." She fidgets a little. "You better not have done anything mean to Raya!"

"I haven't," you gently reassure her.

She pouts. "Why did you have to do something like that?" She sniffles. "Y-you shouldn't do that to girls! It's wrong."

"Are you okay, Chanette-san?" Sumiko asks, her voice protective, glancing at you with some degree of concern.

She takes a deep inhalation of breath through her nose, trying to suck in any snot she might be dribbling out from crying. "I'm fine! Just, Nanashi is a big mean pervert jerk!"

"I'm very sorry," you tell her, putting as much sincerity in your voice as you can. "You're always talking about how many boyfriends you have, so I didn't think you would mind, but you're absolutely right. I shouldn't have stolen your first kiss without asking."

"Pfuh, fuh," she sputters. "It was not my first kiss! Maybe first millionth kiss," she says, crossing her arms. "Don't get so full of yourself!"

"I'm still sorry," you tell her. "It was bad, and I regret it."

"Y-you'd better!" She sniffs again. "Don't do it to Raya, she's a good girl!"

"I won't, and I didn't," you tell her.

At that point, Raya arrives in class, and Chanette promptly breaks off the conversation with you, obviously not wanting to discuss it in front of her friend. Sumiko glances at you for a long moment, then seems to shake her head, dismissing whatever thought, turning her attention to Shuichi and chatting with him about sports or something.

Class begins shortly thereafter, with Kyoko and Kiyomi just snaking in in time for Amaya-sensei to begin the lessons. She handles herself with poise as she starts to teach, and you mix your focus between her legs and your book.

Lunch period comes soon enough.

"Give me my bento," you say, offering your hand out to Terumi, who hurriedly complies. "I'm going to talk about some things with Sumiko, so you can find some way to entertain yourself."

"Do you want me to work on seducing Yuriko further?" She asks, quietly, as you stand up. Her eyes are big and hopeful.

"Go ahead," you tell her. "Sumiko, come on, there's some stuff I want to talk with you about."

She nods, rising from her seat and following you up to Room 42. You sit down at the chair and start explaining about what exactly happened with Chanette during that tutoring session. She seems completely mystified by the end of it. "Why do you think she reacted so strongly to the kiss, Nanashi-sama?"

"Because she's a virgin."

"She seemed to strenuously deny that fact."

"A little too strenuously, Sumiko."

She takes a vigorous bite out of a bit of fish from her own meal, chewing on it noisily before speaking again. "So you believe she is a virgin." You nod. "You believe that this is the reason she has responded so strongly." You nod again. "Did you believe that she was a virgin before she reacted this way?"

"Yes..."

Sumiko tilts her head. "Why did you do it then? The second kiss, I mean."

"Well... she wasn't fighting back or anything... she was claiming that she'd kissed lots of people..."

"Would that not be more bravado, just the same as her denials of her chastity?"

"I suppose."

"I do not understand why you did it, then."

"I guess I just wasn't thinking?" You try, before biting down on a heart-shaped piece of canteloupe.

Sumiko presses two fingers to the side of her head. "Kissing a girl who is very chaste and pure is a serious thing. No, that is not even it." She sighs. "Different girls have different personalities? Just." She sighs again. "Think about what you are doing when you interact with others, and what the consequence will be. Don't simply do whatever happens to pop into your head without thought of what happens afterwards. I am surprised I have to tell you this."

"Maybe I've gotten a little overly confident or aggressive, from having so many girlfriends," you admit.

"Perhaps. Recall that the purpose of your interactions with Chanette is not simply to slake whatever lust you currently feel, but to provoke feelings of love and affection in her. Assuming that is indeed what you wish, Nanashi-sama," she says, with a bow of her head. She sets aside her (now empty) bento box.

"Thank you. Sometimes I lose track of basic things like that, with how much sexual success I've had over the past few weeks. I mean, there's you, Terumi, Noriko... and more, and it's not even the fourth week of the semester. I was a virgin, you know?" She nods along. "I need a steady girl like you to put me back on the right path every now and than."

"I am glad to have been of assistance, Nanashi-sama." She glances at your bento, which is by now mostly empty. "Are you done eating, then?" She asks it in a way that only scarcely betrays the real question, her desire for you. "I could feed you the rest."

You smile. "Sure, go ahead," you say. Sumiko kneels next to you, taking the bento, plucking food from it and hand-feeding it to you. It's pretty erotic, to have a sweet dish prepared by one girl and then fed to you by another, and your cock does throb. When she finishes, she puts the empty box back on your desk.

"Is there anything else you require of me, Nanashi-sama?" She asks, still on her knees.

You take her chin, pulling her up by it and tenderly kissing her lips with your own. She practically sighs into your mouth, closing her eyes, passively accepting your use of her mouth like this. Then you let her go, gently running your fingers through her hair. "Strip," you order, and she does so. As she removes her school uniform, unveiling a muscular physique and a fine, modest pair of tits, you spin a little wheel on your school desk so it rises, just like you used for Yuriko.

When she's nice and naked, you direct her back down, kneeling before you. So powerful, physically, a warrior woman reincarnated from another world, yet passively and obediently kneeling between your thighs, waiting with bated breath for your next command.

"You are to devote yourself completely to making me feel as good as possible, without instruction or regard for yourself." You lean back expectantly, and she blushes but wraps her lip around your cock and simply takes you to the base, slurping you up quickly and noisily, closing her eyes as she slides herself down your cock. Her hands are on her thighs as she starts to facefuck you with her throat, and you rest a bit, admiring her beautiful, muscular body as she slides up and down your cock.

Her lips suck, hard, her cheeks hollowing, noisy animal slurping sounds escaping her throat as she bobs up and down. Her movements are severe and forceful as she vigorously fucks your cock with her throat. Delicious glug-glug noises emanate from her as she obediently sucks you, and it doesn't take long for her to orgasm like that, letting out an animal moan as she facefucks you. Your hands absently reach down, cupping her tits, squeezing them a bit. They're much easier to mush than Kimiko's, less firmness, letting your fingers dig this way and that, tweak and toy with them. She doesn't hesitate, but does let out a muffled "Ank foo Nanafi-sama" as you twist her nipple. You can't help but smile at that, and she orgasms again, another splash of girlcum raining down on the floor.

You just lean back and enjoy yourself as she chokes herself on your cock, thrusting up and down, coming over and over. Occasionally you reach down to grope her, run your fingers along her muscular body, or just pet your servant's head, but she just deliriously smiles up at you, expression warm and submissive as she facefucks your cock. She orgasms again and again on your dick, sending waves of pleasure through you as she gags and moans, and finally you give her an order.

"Choke yourself unconscious on my cock," you tell her, as she's in the throes of an orgasm. Without a second thought, she does so, slamming her face into your groin and simply absorbing your dick into her throat. Her tongue slithers about as she works, her eyes closed as she asphyxiates on your manhood. She grasps your buttocks at one point, one cheek in either hand, holding herself in place as her body starts to twitch and resist the experience of being choked to death. Finally she collapses, all tension leaving her muscles, her shuddering face asleep on your dick.

You push her off, holding her by the hair and admiring her body. Drool has cascaded down her chin, splashing onto her nice tits, her nipples perky from your earlier abuse, her eyes closed. Juices run down either thigh, and finally she snaps back into consciousness, coughing and sputtering as her eyes roll about in her head, searching for you. She offers you a sleep smile, and gets ready to suck you again, but you stop her.

"You're my sheath, now," you tell her, and she nods. "Sheaths don't nod," you point out, before forcing her down your cock. There's something incredibly erotic about fucking a girl's throat, and you enjoy the feeling of having your manhood buried inside before standing up, forcing her over in front of you. She's still naked, her expression forced blank, her mouth wide open and waiting for your cock. "Stay rigid, sheath," you order, before sliding your cock into her mouth.

She's still, like a statue, as you start to fuck her throat. So muscular and strong and capable in a fight, but yet utterly, obsequiously submissive to the point of self-degradation as she accepts your oral penetration, your cock thrusting into her throat again and again. You don't hesitate, don't think about her needs or feelings, but she comes anyway, sputtering and moaning on your cock in her mouth. You glance away from your cocksheath, as if the windows were incredibly interesting, but she doesn't hesitate in her obedience to your commands, your hand and groin workig in tandem to let you fuck her throat as she submissively accepts every thrust.

She orgasms again and again, more juices spilling down her cunt and thighs, creating a puddle on the floor. Her drool cascades down as well, some of it getting on your shoes, but you don't care, you're just enjoying fucking Sumiko's obedient and pliant throat. You don't speak to her, don't play with her body, just fuck her throat while frequently staring into the middle distance, not even paying attention to her, occasionally swatting her cheek when she doesn't manage to take you all the way to the base on a single stroke, forcing you to really push past her defenses.

Finally, you let go, slamming her down to the base, grinding her nostrils against your pubes as you ejaculate straight down her throat. She passively accepts it, eyes closing as she lets you grunt and groan and grind against her face, until you finally finish, at which point you pull out and she breathes heavily, smiling limply, her eyes hazy.

You squat in front of her, running your hands along her body, making sure she's okay, before putting your cock away and dragging her into your lap. You run your fingers through her hair, softly running along her body, smiling at her. "I love you, Sumiko," you tell her, and she smiles sleepily, resting against you. She weighs, like, a lot. A surprising amount. "You're beautiful, talented, intelligent, and wise, and willing to tell me when I've made a mistake. You're a good girl." She softly presses her head against your shoulder.

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"Thank you, Nanashi-sama," she says quietly, her cunt still a little leaky from earlier.

"I really enjoyed my date with Chou a few days ago. Do you have any advice? Did she mention anything about the date? Tips on what she likes?"

"Mm," Sumiko says, grunting. "She mentioned it ended when Fumiko got a stomach ache." She pauses. "As to her preferences, she has always been interested in fencing. Sports in general. She cannot participate, obviously, but she enjoys watching them. She reads, as well, though the exact contents are not known to me. I believe romance novel, is the term she used?"

"I see. Let's get you dressed, then," you tell her, guiding her up to her feet. You help her out a bit, and then the two of you return to class. Lunch period ends shortly thereafter, and Terumi seems to be stewing a bit on your earlier words, or thinking over how to deal with Kimiko, or else thinking about something else altogether. You decide to leave her be, catching up on your studies.

Class begins anew, you keep studying, class ends.

That's the moment Terumi finally speaks to you. She fidgets uncertainly. "So I'm going to see your mother now, then?" You nod. "The lunch I made you was good, right?" You smile and nod, gently caressing her cheek and making her blush.

"It was delicious as always, Terumi. And don't worry," you say, as you stand up. "Once my mother gets to know you, I know she'll like you."

She nods and follows you into the car, still obviously anxious.

You close the privacy screen. "Relax. Act natural. Just act like yourself. You're my completely devoted concubine, who has no intention of usurping my actual wife's position. As long as you remember that, and act that way, you'll be fine. Kimiko can be a bit high strung, but once she understands that you're going to be a good girl, she'll calm down."

"Yes, Master," Terumi says, bowing her head.

"I am intimate with Kimiko, sexually. But keep that unmentioned. It's slow going, getting her to accept my sexual predilections. She thinks of me as her innocent baby boy, just mentioning you, Noriko, and Sumiko got a reaction from her."

"Yes, Master," she says, steeling herself.

"Think of her as an older, much more experienced harem sister. She may want to 'teach' you a bit. I expect you to listen." You reach out for Terumi's neck, running your fingers over her throat and collar. "Don't forget who is your Master." She nods quietly. "I will take care of you, no matter what happens, so remain calm."

"Yes, Master," she says. The two of you soon arrive home, and you gently guide Terumi inside, the girl shuffling with her head bowed.

Your mother is in her office, clack-clacking away at her keyboard. She glances up at you as you enter, Terumi out of sight. "You're home so soon, Nan-chan?" She asks, warmly.

"Yes. There's someone I'd like you to talk to. We spoke about 'training' her this morning," you say. "She also wants to apologize. Come here Terumi."

Terumi surprises you by practically diving to the ground before Kimiko, pressing her forehead against the ground in an effusive grovel. "I am deeply sorry, Kimiko-sama. My behavior with regards to your son was completely unacceptable. I acted like a shameless slut. It will not happen again, I assure you. I wish nothing more than to serve and obey your son, and to help him acquire the affections of his future wife."

Kimiko stares down at her, eyebrow quirked. She seems content to remain silent, letting Terumi quiver a bit in anxiety.

"Your son is my Master, now, and I accept his commands readily. He controls me, my body, my heart, my soul. I wish to serve him most of all things. Please, please forgive me, Kimiko-sama."

Kimiko rises to her feet, placing one high heel-wearing foot in front of Terumi's face. "Kiss my shoe," she commands. Terumi's practically overenthusiastic to finally have some kind of signal, and kisses it, quickly and hard. She pauses. "Very well. You are forgiven. I expect you to behave with decorum appropriate to the concubine of a Kusakabe in the future."

"Yes, absolutely, Kimiko-sama," Terumi says, still kneeling but now with her back straight. It's a lewd sight, Terumi on her knees, your mother in her glasses, her hair done up as she considers the girl before her like she might an employee or an uncooperative vehicle.

"Your mouth," you say, your hands reaching to undo your belt.

"Ah ah ah," Kimiko says. "You should be the one undoing his pants, Terumi, since you're the servant."

"Y-yes, of course," Terumi says, hurriedly. "Sorry Master, Kimiko-sama." She undoes your belt, your buttons, your zipper, pulling down your pants and underwear, your hard cock swollen in front of her face as she stares at it. She opens her mouth wide, waiting for your cock. Her tongue flops out. Kimiko squats next to her, and Terumi blushes as she's inspected.

"You prefer to take a more passive role?" Kimiko asks. Terumi blushes, nodding a little. "I suppose that's fine. I assume you use your tongue quite a bit during fellatio?" Terumi nods again, drooling a bit as her mouth is held open. "Do you use these tits, too?" She asks, groping your concubine's breasts through her school uniform, and Terumi squeaks in surprise. "Well?"

"Y-yes, Kimiko-sama," she says.

"Let's see it, then, come on," Kimiko says, still at eye level with your dick and Terumi's mouth. "One of you make the first move."

"Terumi, worship my cock," you order. She breathes, panting, her eyes lidding, and she starts to lick and slurp and suckle her way along your cock. Kimiko watches from the side, her eyes on Terumi's mouth as the girl's lips kiss your manhood, staring up at you worshipfully. "This is your place," you tell her, gently running your fingers through her hair, and Terumi nods deliriously, her expression wanton as she runs her tongue all along your dick.

Terumi is studiously diligent as she works your cock up and down with her lips and tongue, rubbing saliva all over it until it shines with the stuff. Dollops of her drool splash down onto her shirt, making an erotic addition to the already erotic sight of your concubine ecstatically licking you all over. "Is that really all you do?" Kimiko interrupts, making Terumi blush red and shake her head.

She pulls away. "N-no! I was just preparing Master's cock, worshiping it like he asked," she explains.

"I think we can consider the prep work done, Terumi," Kimiko says, her voice firm, commanding. "Suck."

Terumi nods, repositioning herself so her lips are at your cockhead, kissing it, suckling it, licking your slit. Finally she slurps you down to the base in a quick stroke, taking your manhood all the way, moaning as you penetrate her. She immediately comes, and Kimiko grasps her hair, pulling it around so that it rests behind her head, giving Kimiko a good look at Terumi's profile. Your concubine flushes with color as she's smushed against the base of your cock - as she smushes herself against it, really, her nose pushing against your pelvis, while she continues to spasm in ecstasy.

"Back up, coming is no excuse to stop," Kimiko says, gently tugging on Terumi's purple hair. Terumi slides up, eyes lidded, before slamming back down, starting to make a pace. She moans wantonly, hands on her thighs, which shake with arousal as she sucks you off. "Moaning is good. Humming is useful, too," Kimiko says, offering quiet advice to her son's concubine. "It adds to it, the vibrations in your throat, you see." Terumi nods, and starts humming, sending waves of pleasure through your cock.

Your mother gently guides Terumi along for what feels like hours, the concubine kneeling before you facefucking your cock as she orgasms over and over again. Kimiko offers advice here and there, or praises some particularly considerate action on Terumi's part. "Good, yes, suck like that when you have his cock all the way down your throat, make as lewd a face as you can." "Be sure to roll your eyes up when you come, really show off how good you're feeling. Stoicism isn't for a concubine, you want to show him how good he makes you feel." "There we go, hold your head down there, as long as you can, maybe even a little longer if you really love him."

As Terumi deepthroats herself on your cock, asphyxiating with it plugged up her throat, her thighs coated with a thin layer of her juices where they've escaped her panties, you realize you need to pee. "Fuck, I need to use the bathroom."

"Number one or two, Nan-chan?" Kimiko asks quickly.

"Pee," you tell her.

Kimiko grasps Terumi's hair, twining it around her fingers, and grinds her face against your groin. "No need to take a break for this, you've got the perfect spot to let go right now. She was just talking about how she wanted to service you more earlier, wasn't she?" Terumi turns bright red and you let go, groaning as you piss down her throat.

Kimiko smiles as she watches Terumi passively take the urine right down her throat, grinding her face against you a bit further. "That's a good girl," she says, soothingly. "Take it. If you pull off now, it'll spray all over the inside of your mouth." Terumi's eyes lid, and she actually passes out before you finish peeing. Her body slumps limply, and Kimiko stands up, keeping her fingers on Terumi's hair as she finally pops Terumi off you. Terumi's eyes roll about in her skull as she recovers, panting and gasping, her eyes unfocused and alien. "Now, mouth open," Kimiko orders.

Terumi's mouth flops open, and Kimiko just shoves your concubine down your dick, facefucking her on your cock. Terumi takes it in a state of delirium, and with her free hand, Kimiko pulls you into a passionate kiss, your glasses clacking against one another as she forces Terumi to perform irrumatio. Terumi sputters and orgasms on your dick, trying her best to moan and hum according to your mother's advice. Kimiko seems more distracted with discovering what your tonsils taste like to really appreciate the effort that Terumi's putting in, but that's fine, as she definitely does keep your concubine slurping and sucking your cock like a good little sexual servant.

Inevitably, you let go, groaning in pleasure. Kimiko hurriedly kneels down next to Terumi, popping her off your cock and stealing it for herself, suckling your head. A couple splashes get on her and Terumi's faces as she does so, but she gets the majority of the load while Terumi stays kneeling, eyes wild and confused as your mother gets a thick juicy load of your cum. When you're done, she pops off, swilling the taste in her mouth, moaning a bit as she enjoys it, while Terumi just pants, trying to recover from being so heavily used.

"Is she acceptable as a concubine, mother?"

Your mother is dragging the string of your ejaculate from her cheek, and she swallows. "Very acceptable," she says.

"Should I have her pleasure you so you can review her ability to seduce Yuriko?"

"Ah, no," Kimiko says, standing up. She slurps the cum off her fingers and collects a kleenex, rubbing her cheek. "I don't want to have sex with anyone but my precious boy," she says, smiling, then her expression gets more uncertain. "And your father, of course," she adds, shifting a bit. She coughs, uncertainly.

You use your phone to snap a couple quick pictures of Terumi like this, in a pleasure haze. When she comes out of it, you turn the phone over to her. "You did very well, Terumi. My mother was impressed. And Kimiko-sama is not a woman who is easily impressed."

Terumi blushes, smiling, glancing over at Kimiko. "Thank you, Master."

"You should be proud of meeting her exacting standards. Now, I want you to clean yourself off, then go to my room, and take lewd pictures of yourself on my phone, so I can show them to Yuriko on my date."

"Yes, Master!" She says it quickly, fumbling to her feet and rushing off.

"She forgot to remove the cum from her cheek," Kimiko notes absently, before sitting down at her desk, tossing the kleenex she used into the garbage. "I approve, I suppose. You should make sure she contributes rather than getting caught in a rut of being purely a sexual aid."

"Of course, Kimiko. I want to cultivate her to be the most and best version of herself I can be. My standards are exact too."

"Good, then. Now, off you go," she says, with a little wave of her hand. You've still got a little time to get ready for your date with Yuriko.

You give her a quick peck on the cheek before heading upstairs, grabbing some nice clothes and hopping in the shower. Terumi's on the bed in her underwear, contorting her body in interesting ways and taking photos with your phone. When you get done with the shower, you towel off and dress up, a very nice suit appropriate for the Aradano, and take the phone from Terumi. You even have her write a little letter to Yuriko to reassure her that she'll still get to enjoy Terumi's sexual services once she's yours.

There's all kinds of shots in your phone, both the lewd and more model-esque, and you gently pet her head before departing to get in your car with Shiiro.

Yuriko looks positively ravishing when she comes to the door of her home. A blue dress which hugs every curve, with a cut out stomach and a short skirt. It disguises her cleavage a bit, but not overly much - she does have a nice pair of tits that are hard to hide. She bites her lower lip, but smiles when she sees you. "Good evening, Nanashi-kun," she says, with a bow. "Please take care of me."

"I will," you say, taking her hand, making her blush as she follows you back to the car, sitting across from her.

Yuriko closes the privacy screen, and looks at you with an expression of trepidation. She breathes, looking like she's trying to work up the courage to say something. Then she gives a little, nervous laugh. "I wish I was as good with women as you are," she says, trying to end the awkward silence.

"I got you a gift," you say, taking out your phone, flicking to the photographs of Terumi and offering them to her. She breathes, audibly, and you take out the folded up little paper from Terumi.

I can't wait for you and I to be harem-sisters, Yuriko. I really love pleasuring you, and I want to do it even more, but my Master (Nanashi) always says it's important to wait and hold off until you're his. Please, don't hesitate for fear of not spending time with me; I'll gladly do all those things you described yesterday, and the ones we did yesterday, when you're my Master's wife.

- Terumi

You offer the paper over to Yuriko, and she takes it, reading it and blushing a bit. She swallows audibly. "Th-thank you, Nanashi," she says.

"I'm not perfect, either. I have troubles with women sometimes."

"Yeah, I heard Chanette," Yuriko says. "Maybe she really is innocent, if she reacted like that."

Right. Chanette sits right behind Yuriko. "Well. Anyway. Who's the sexiest girl in our class, do you think?"

"Ahm... I used to say Kiyomi, but having seen Terumi naked, maybe her," Yuriko says, practically salivating at it. She glances back down to your phone, flipping through photos for a little longer before you take it back.

"Sorry, just want to make sure you don't look at anything out of line," you tell her, sitting next to her and showing her your phone again, flipping through picture after picture of Terumi. Yuriko just salivates at them all, drooling, and you have to use your hand to keep her from creating a wet spot on her dress. By stopping her drool from splashing down.

"Kiyomi is sexy, but there's more to a girl than just her body, you know? Imagine fucking the bitch face off Kyoko, or disrobing the pure and innocent Raya," you tell her sweetly, and she slobbers a bit. "Surely there's a girl like that," you tell her. "One that gets that kind of thought."

"The fact that Sumiko just obeys like she does is sexy. She kind of reminds me of my ex... except my ex was always on top." She licks her lips. "Could I..." she shakes her head, canceling the thought. She bites her lip. "My ex... she thought we could still be with each other, you know, after she got married. Her husband changed his mind and at that point that door was closed to me forever... she doesn't even live in the country any more. You're not going to do that to me, right?"

"I'm not tricking you," you tell her. "What you see is what you get. A rich, horny heir who has a lot of women, and will need some help pleasing them all."

"How many?"

"Five, other than you. A few others soon, maybe. More to come."

She swallows audibly. "Five... are the other two as hot as Terumi? Oh, one's the tits," she says, practically salivating at the memory.

"While I wouldn't want to share you with another man, I would try to make any woman you fancied an addition to my harem, and let you play with all the other girls. Assuming they're okay with it," you add.

Before she can respond, the car pulls into the Aradano, and you turn off your phone, heading inside. She attaches herself to your arm, maybe out of affection, maybe just to play the part, and you turn in your tickets and then take your seats. They are rather close to one another - her thigh brushes against yours as you sit, and the play hasn't quite started yet.

You put your arm around her. "Do you know this play?"

"Oh, yes," Yuriko says. "It's one of my favorites. Did you select it?"

Kimiko did, but you choose to nod. "It looked interesting. I've read about it, but never seen it performed." It's a story sort of like the Forty Seven Ronin, except the leader of the ronin is a woman, as is her former liege lord. A liege lord is executed for misbehavior, and her most loyal subordinate feigns being a drunken wreck, until finally taking her revenge on the parties responsible in a single night of bloodshed along with two dozen of her fellow warriors. The story's not explicitly romantic, though some people argue there was a romantic element.

"I haven't seen it in person in years. My father decided I was too obsessed with it, especially after what happened with Arai. It's not about the maybe-romance to me," she says. "That kind of loyalty to one's liege is admirable in a subordinate. It's a true story, unlike that trash Tomoko story, and the woman who gets executed is my great-great-great-grand aunt. She really inspired loyalty," she says, admiration thick in her voice.

You lean against her, resting your head on her shoulder. She jolts a little in surprise, but doesn't stop you. She just blushes and glances at you out of the corner of her eye. Unfortunately, before you can really say anything, the play begins. She's obviously intensely focused, so you decide to let her watch. The first half of the play takes a good hour and a half, setting up the characters, getting Yuriko's great-great-great grand-aunt (Serika) killed off, and the principle actor (Kikuno) embarking on her plan for revenge, waiting for the one who got Serika executed to lower his guard.

The last scene before the intermission is Kikuno rising from her drunken stupor and speaking to her son, telling him that they will act in a week. If he wishes to leave, now is the time. He chooses to stay. The curtains fall, temporarily, so the audience can stretch their legs.

Given how tiny the seats are, that's probably pretty helpful. Yuriko hops up, stretching a bit, which does amazing things to her body. She seems completely happy and at peace, though probably that's just because she's only thinking about the play rather than anything else.

You gaze up at her, admiring her body, and she doesn't seem to even notice, being too distracted for several long moments. Then she turns to you, and frowns. "Why are you looking at me as if I were some Anagogic painting?"

"You seem so peaceful and happy. I hope one day I can give you that same kind of peace."

She blushes. "A-ah, your honeyed words are back," she stammers, but she smiles a little at the words.

"What do you think of the performance?" You ask, standing up. "I know it's different from childhood memories, but do you think they're doing the story justice?"

"Oh, yes, the actress playing Kikuno is doing an amazing job of projecting all that pathos and emotion in her voice. The," she clenches her fist, "steeled iron loyalty that Serika inspired."

You stretch yourself a bit. "Care to go grab a quick drink?" You ask.

"Very well," she says, hooking her arm together with yours primly as the two of you exit the theatre briefly. You buy a quick pair of flavored water glasses for you and Yuriko, then come back to your seats.

"Incidentally," you say, with a brief pause, as you settle in. "Terumi really, really likes the Tragedy of Tomoko Sakamoto. I understand you have good reasons to dislike it, but please don't mention it to her."

Yuriko sighs. "For such a pretty concubine, I think I can manage," she says, a slight teasing note to her voice. She puts her hand on yours on the arm rest. Not implausible to happen accidentally, given the cramped quarters, but she doesn't raise her hand.

The play soon resumes, and the final act takes place. It's drawn out, planning and preparing and then finally the night itself, the action and bloodshed, the near misses. Yuriko's fingers squeeze around yours as Kikuno finally slays the son of a bitch responsible for Serika's death, triumphantly raising an (obviously fake) head as she sings out her victory.

The curtains fall, and the actors come up to take their bows. Yuriko stands up, clapping excitedly, a giddy smile on her lips. You have to smile yourself in sympathy, clapping along. It was quite good. Yuriko's one of the last people to stop clapping.

"That was very pleasant, Nanashi," she says with a warm smile, as the two of you leave the theatre. Shiiro hasn't quite arrived yet.

You kiss her sweetly on the lips, quick and chaste. She blushes, but smiles.

"I think that the play was really good," you tell her. "I liked the way the action built pretty much nonstop before the final end of the play."

"That is always the tensest part. I like the first half more, with the way it establishes Kikuno's undying loyalty to her mistress," she explains. You chat a bit further before Shiiro arrives, and you enter the car with her.

You take her hand in yours, lacing your fingers together with hers as you speak to her with the utmost sincerity. "I don't want to hurt you, Yuriko. I want a partner, who I can discuss big decisions with, not make them unilaterally. I'm not going to take you and make some imperious decision that makes you unhappy just for myself, okay?"

She blushes. "Thank you for saying so."

"I have... one other thing I'd like to ask after." She nods. "Would you like to... perform oral sex on me?"

She blushes. "N-now come on, Nanashi," she says. "Don't be so crude as to ask after a Sakamoto lady's mouth and throat while she sits in a car!"

"I didn't mention your throat," you tease, making her blush brighter. "But that's okay. It was just an idea. It's completely your decision, what you're comfortable with doing with just me."

"A-ah, well," she bites her lip, blushing. She actually does seem to be considering it, which is unusual for sexual activity that doesn't end with her getting tongued by Terumi. "No... I don't think it would be appropriate. What if my parents could smell it on my breath? Or my knees getting scraped up... yes, no, I'm afraid I really shouldn't."

"That's okay," you say, giving her a kiss. This one has a bit more tongue, but just a bit. "I'm not forcing you into anything," you say, looking over your glasses into her red eyes as you rest your forehead against hers.

The car comes to a stop at Yuriko's house, and she blushes and leaves. "Thank you for the good night, Nanashi-san," she says, hurriedly.

"Thank you for making it great," you half-yell back. The car drives home and you're soon at the door. You yawn. It's pretty late.

Shiiro parks the car, and you go over to him. "Hey, could you see about some kind of wheelchair addition for the car? Chou doesn't really like having to be princess carried in, so," you say.

"Sure, I'll look into what kind of modifications there are," he says. He gently pats your head. "You're an alright kid."

You ignore the mildly patronizing behavior and go find Noriko, who's in the library. You practically drag her to your bedroom, though she shuffles as quick as she can to keep up with you. She changed out of her school outfit, and is wearing a plain t-shirt with the design of a cartoon bear head on the middle, as well as a short black skirt. You halfway throw her onto the bed, making it squeak as her weight hits it.

"Nanashi, you seem particularly forceful," she says. "Did I do something bad?"

"No, I just spent all evening getting worked up on a date with Yuriko. I haven't spent much time with you today, so," you say, pointedly.

"Ah. So you wish to slake your lusts with my body." She flips her skirt up, revealing a painfully cute pair of green and white striped panties. "Go ahead."

You toss off your pants and underwear and hop on the bed, making her small body bounce. You loom over her, pulling off her panties with one hand, tossing them to the side, and point your cock at her slick sex.

You shove yourself in her, a sharp, sudden movement that makes her slide on the bed. You grasp her shoulders, holding her in place, as you thrust into her again and again. Her expression is almost vacant as she stares up at you, save for a small flush to her cheeks. She's quite wet, however, so you go for it. Her hands awkwardly come up to your chest, pressing against it uncertainly, as you stare down at her and just ram it in, pounding her over and over. Her fingers grasp your shirt as she orgasms for the first time beneath you, cunt gushing down on your cock as you grind into her.

You lean over her, whispering in her ear. "I love you, Noriko," you tell her, as she shudders in animal ecstasy beneath you. "I love you. You're sweet and gentle and kind and cute and smart and diligent," you tell he, before biting her neck gently, suckling at the soft, pale flesh as her body continues to bounce on your cock. The only noise she makes is a faint squeaking as you bang your cute little girlfriend silly.

She recovers enough to speak, her hands wrapping around your back as she does. "I-I l-l-love y-y-ou t-t-too," she says, her voice vibrating with the force of your rapid, powerful thrusts, until she finally orgasms like that. You kiss her on the lips at that point, grabbing her legs and slowly forcing them up, until she's practically a pretzel, ankles up near her ears as they balance on your shoulders while you fuck her sensual little body senseless. Her tongue's limp in her mouth as she moans, and you give her that little behind the teeth trick, making her shiver beneath you as you fuck her tight cunt.

You pound her like that, making her come over and over, until she's limp beneath you, her hands falling to her sides, at which point you let go, releasing inside her with a groan. Her eyelashes flutter as her cunt tries to milk you dry of every last drop, her body shaking in her latest orgasm, her skin shiny with sweat, her shirt and skirt sticking lewdly to her body, her legs still hiked up near her head. When you've let out a full load inside her, you pull out, and she sighs. "That was very pleasant, Nanashi," she says, placidly.

Instead of stopping, you grip her hips and flip her onto her belly, pulling her up and thrusting into her ass, now. She squeaks in surprise, her cheek sliding along the bed as you pound her. Your hands reach for her shirt, tugging it up and tossing it aside, leaving her topless as you screw her and play with her breasts. You bite and nibble at her back as you play with her petite breasts, and she breathlessly accepts it all, drooling on the bed. She orgasms quickly, her ass squeezing you, and you just go on, pushing hard inside her, thrusting over and over, making her come and squeal and squirm.

The loud sound of her pants and gasps as you ream her out are her only real contribution at this point. Her fingers occasionally clench around the sheets, but her cheek is pressed into the bed, and her weight is mostly supported by your strength. You lean into her, nibbling her ear. "Mine. You're mine," you growl, and she just nods in agreement, allowing you to roughly use her body without complaint. She orgasms beneath you, and you follow her into it, splashing sticky loads of cum into her tight ass.

Then you flip and shift her yet again, now so that she's on her knees and you're fucking her throat. She just gurgles on your dick, eyelashes fluttering as she has her mouth and throat used like this. She drools profusely, some of your cum dribbling out of either of her holes now that she's like this, and you grasp her head with one hand, the other playing with her nipples and making her orgasm again and again, moans and other noises making your cock vibrate in her tight throat.

When you finally ejaculate, you make sure to do it in her mouth, giving her a fat load, and she swills it happily, keeping her mouth closed so she can enjoy the taste even as you shift her position to fuck her so she's on her back and you're kneeling, her ass raised into the air so you can screw her cunt. Her noises get quieter, little swallowed squeaks, until she swallows, at which point she returns to her normal volume.

You flip her through position after position, biting her, gripping her, stripping her naked. You come in her mouth, down her throat, up her butt and her cunt both. She takes it all, enjoys every bit of it, swills and tastes your cum when she can. She's naked, her body sweaty, her nipples perky, but she's more the sleepy type of ahegao'd than the way that someone like Setsuko might be. Her eyes are lidded, a quiet smile on her lips, her cheeks a soft pink as you fuck her brains out on the bed.

"You are," she pants out, towards the end, "very, energetic," she says, as you let loose another load of cum, this one splashing across her pale, naked belly and chest, splattering her small tits, her collarbone, her navel, all at once. "Is, Yuriko, that, attractive?"

"No," you growl, leaning over her, kissing her hard on the lips again, her tongue nervously stretching up to meet yours. She runs along the inside of your teeth again, and you grunt, thrusting up inside her and making her squeak. "You are," you tell her, grasping her hips and fucking her for one last go, making her come a good five times before you finally let go for the last time. When you're done, you pull out, letting her lie on the bed. A puddle of your cum, mixed with her juices, pools around the area of her thighs, your plentiful loads having created quite a mess. She looks up at you, a sleepy smile on her face, your cum still staining her cute little chest.

You collapse on the bed alongside her, wrapping one arm around her neck and pulling her tightly, like you might a small dog you didn't want to wriggle away. "How was your day, Noriko?" You whisper in your ear, your voice at once gravelly, possessive, and tired. "Did engineering club go well?"

"Yes," she says. "I am working on a birdfeeder. It is largely complete. It fits exactly the specifications I was given, though the teacher seemed more pleased by those of others, due to unnecessary ornamentation they added."

You kiss her neck, suckling her skin a little. "It's because it shows more art," you explain.

"That seems pointless. Birds cannot appreciate art."

"People can," you point out. "And they have to look at birdfeeders. Did you do anything else today? Read any books?"

"I read some more of Principles of Design, which is about mechanical engineering." She then begins a long lecture on its contents that manages to make math intensely boring to you, a former math major who got into actuarial science because you liked math.

The two of you fall asleep, in due time.

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