Chapter 25: F*cking Setsuko With Mommy’s Help, Amaya-sensei’s At-School Blowjob, Noriko Blowing With Kimiko’s Guidance, F*cking Kimiko & Noriko Simultaneously

You wake up to the feeling of a pair of lips wrapped around your cockhead, a tongue flashing out. There's also the scent of freshly made toast. Your eyelids flutter open, and you see Setsuko between your legs, wearing her maid uniform, which shows off her plentiful cleavage. A hand runs through her hair, almost soothingly; it's your mother's, who kneels in her camisole and panty nightwear at Setsuko's side, quietly urging her on.

"Good morning, Nan-chan," Kimiko says, with a smile. "Setsuko made you breakfast," she notes, with a gesture to the plate at your side. "She suggested I take up this position," she notes, gingerly twining her fingers into Setsuko's hair. "She thought you would particularly enjoy it. Is that true? Does my special young man love to see his mommy grasp another woman's head and fuck her throat on his cock?" She asks it teasingly. "She seems like a very good maid, and an exceptionally thoughtful cocksucker, so I'd hope her evaluation is correct..."

"It is true." You reach down between your thighs, gently running your fingers through Setsuko's hair, making er blush as she noisily sucks on your cock, cheeks hollowing as her lips hold a tight seal around the ridge of your hard dick. "You're very thoughtful, Setsuko. I really appreciate it. I'm sure my mother does, too."

Kimiko takes your cue, and lets her free hand drift down towards Setsuko's breast, gently cupping it, teasing her nipple through the fabric. "I do. I'm glad my special young man has such a dedicated little maid servicing him. I'm sure you like him, don't you?" Setsuko nods and lets out a muffled squeak as Kimiko pinches her nipple. "I'm glad. He likes you too," she says, petting Setsuko. "A lot of women would just put in the bare minimum and think that's enough, but not you, hm?" Setsuko shakes her head. "I hope he's paying you back in kind," Kimiko says, softly, leaning forward to kiss Setsuko's cheek, an erotic sight. Her lips move over to the mother of one's ear. "Now deepthroat him properly," she whispers.

Without hesitation, Setsuko slams her face into your groin, pressing her nostrils against your pubes, making you groan on the bed. Kimiko keeps playing with her tits, her eyes on yours, drinking in your reaction as you twitch. "She's very good. I hope you're treating her right."

"Of course I'm treating her well," you say. "She works hard to please me, so I have to reward her accordingly to show how much I appreciate her efforts. And I plan to look after her and her daughter for many years to come," you add, making Kimiko gently run her fingers through Setsuko's hair.

"Your daughter is one of my son's lovers, isn't she?" Setsuko mumbles noisily on your dick, nodding, doing interesting things to your cock. "Is it strange, to have your lover be lovers with your child?" Setsuko blushes pink, and Kimiko smiles. "I'm sorry, I'm teasing." She pulls Setsuko up off your cock, letting the other woman take in deep breaths. "I can't exactly criticize, since my lover is my own son," she notes. "Now, hm." She turns to you. "How exactly do you want her, Nan-chan?"

"I'd like her on her hands and knees," you say. "I want to fuck her."

"Well, go on, Setsuko," Kimiko says.

"Y-yes, Kimiko-sama," Setsuko says, hurriedly twisting around to present her butt to you.

Kimiko flips up her frilly skirt and pulls down her panties. "Here she is, Nan-chan," Kimiko says. "Go ahead."

You get up behind Setsuko, running your cock along her cunt, and Kimiko gets behind you, slowly pulling off your shirt, tossing it aside. She licks your neck, hands on your chest, and then slowly starts to lick and kiss her way down your backside. "Go on," she whispers, from behind your shoulders, kissing that spot.

You slide your cock into Setsuko, making your sexy maid pant. She glances over her shoulder at you, cheeks flush, a small smile on her lips, her cute little side-tail adding an erotic note of innocence to her entire visage, currently in a maid uniform as she's about to get fucked. Kimiko's lips trail down your backside further and further, inch by inch, kissing your skin, and your hands reach for Setsuko's tits. "You're incredibly beautiful, Setsuko," you tell her, slowly stroking in and out of her in long, careful pumps. She's not wearing a bra, so her fat tits are putty in your hands as you start to fuck your sexy maid. "You get me so hot, just looking at you..." you practically breathe it out.

Kimiko's lips are at the small of your back, tenderly kissing you there, her hands running along your balls, massaging you. Setsuko's eyes flick back there, clearly aware of where Kimiko is in at least roughh terms by the way she blushes. Then her eyes turn back to yours, and she smiles warmly. "Thank you, Nanashi-sama," she says. "You're very handsome, too. I'm glad your mother took off your shirt." Kimiko hums into your backside before her tongue makes a slow, long trail down to your butt, whereupon she thrusts her tongue in there.

"Ah, fuck," you breathe out, as Kimiko's tongue starts to work in and out. Kimiko just hums pleasantly, her hands still massaging your balls, your strokes in Setsuko slowing a bit to let her get her work in. "Could, could you fuck me?" You ask Setsuko, breathless. "I don't want to move too much, and hit Kimiko."

Kimiko gives a little giggle at that, but Setsuko nods, pushing back into you, starting to thrust back and forth on her hands and knees, her tits swaying in the process. You give them a rough squeeze, and she squeaks in surprise. "You really like my tits?" Setsuko says, nervously, smiling up at you.

"They're fantastic," you say. "So big and soft and fun to play with." Your hands leave her tits for a moment, grasping Kimiko's wrists, directing her hands up to your maid's plush butt. "But what makes them so great, is the sweet, thoughtful woman that they're attached to." Kimiko gropes Setsuko's butt as she eats out your ass, and your hands reach up for Setsuko's tits again, groping them through the thin fabric of her maid uniform. Setsuko promptly orgasms, convulsing on the bed, her cunt trying to squeeze you dry.

With Kimiko's tongue in your butt, you can't control yourself, and you just let go simultaneously, splashing a thick creamy load up in Setsuko's butt. Setsuko moans a bit, a smaller sympathetic orgasm rushing through her body, and she collapses onto her forearms, panting loudly, her nipples hard and very obvious even through the fabric of her top. Your cock doesn't lose its hardness for even a second though, so you grab Setsuko's hips and start making her fuck you again, making Setsuko pant louder in surprise. "A-ah, you're so good, Nanashi-sama," Setsuko breathes out.

"That's right I am," you grunt, forcing Setsuko up and down your cock. Kimiko just hums, a little hint of mockery in the tone, and you glance over your shoulder at her. "You really like seeing me fuck other women, Kimiko?"

Kimiko pops her mouth off your butt, taking a brief breath, kissing the small of your back. "No, Nan-chan. I like helping you fuck other women. I like assisting my special young man in dominating and controlling other women," she says, kissing your asshole again, making you groan a bit. You thrust into Setsuko, and then decide to just go for it, fucking your maid with reckless abandon.

Kimiko slides up your body, suckling at your neck, her glasses cold against your chin. "So who would you like to help with next? Noriko? Yuriko? Momo? One of the ones you haven't met, like Sumiko or Mitsuko?"

Kimiko slides herself up to your lips, letting go of Setsuko's butt to take your chin and gently turn your face into a kiss. The two of you make out, glasses pressing against one another, her tongue in your mouth, yours in hers, while you fuck Setsuko, who pants and moans on the bed, coming over and over as she gets fucked. Your hands continue to grope her tits, teasing her nipples.

When Kimiko breaks off your kiss, you're panting, while she watches your eyes with her own. "I'd be interested in seeing what Noriko's like, in the bedroom. She seems quite cute. I'm curious how you handle such a small package." She licks her lips. "Or perhaps Momo, for a similar reason." She turns her gaze down to Setsuko, who loses strength in her arms and collapses onto her shoulders and tits. "I think Noriko, though. The contrast with her mother will be... interesting to explore."

"I'll see to it," you tell her, with a grunt and a thrust. "Would you please go back to doing what you were doing earlier? It was amazing."

Kimiko smiles warmly, and slithers back down to rim you some more. With Kimiko in the back and Setsuko in the front, it's no surprise that you come again and again. Setsuko does so as well, orgasming a good couple dozen times, while Kimiko manages to come herself once or twice, the sensitivity of the local women's tongues coming in handy. By the time you're done, Setsuko's cunt is drooling out your thick cum, while Kimiko's chosen to simply embrace you from behind, grinding against your backside a bit as she watches you fuck your maid. As your fifth load is let out, you finally pull out of Setsuko, panting. The older woman simply flops to one side, breathing heavily herself, her skin slick with a thin sheen of sweat.

"Mommy's glad her special young man got to come so much," Kimiko says. She kisses your neck. "She wants him to be happy more than anything else. She enjoyed herself too, of course," she adds, with a slightly teasing note in her voice. Then she pulls off you, standing up off the bed, admiring the scene. "I hope you enjoyed, Nan-chan," she says, before departing to the bathroom, seeming completely satisfied.

You lean over to Setsuko, gently cupping her chin and drawing her into a kiss. You let it last, enjoying the pillowy feel of her tits brushing softly against your chest as you make out. Her response is a bit limp, but that's to be expected, given how thoroughly you fucked her. You pull back, smiling down at her. "Thank you for waking me up. You're a truly wonderful woman."

She smiles a little at that, and you get out of bed, getting properly dressed, heading to your room to take a BC pill, before going back downstairs to the kitchen. Setsuko nervously offers you breakfast - the same you'd received this morning and mostly forgotten about in all the fucking. "Is it not good?" She asks.

"Oh, no, it's good," you say, taking it to the table. "You're just very distracting, I completely forgot." You offer her a winning smile. Fortunately, it's toast, so it hasn't lost much of its flavor by being out.

Noriko comes down into the kitchen, yawning a bit, her hair still wet from a shower. "Good morning Nanashi, mother," she says.

"Let me make you breakfast, sweetie," Setsuko says, quickly, and Noriko soon takes a seat next to you, putting her hand on your thigh and gently stroking it as she waits.

"I trust my mother's morning wake up was satisfactory?" Noriko asks, and you smile, giving her a quick kiss.

"It was."

"I notice it is useful, in ensuring sexual regularity, to have a prearranged time or place to have intercourse. Perhaps we could have such a thing?" Noriko asks.

At that point, Mariko arrives in the kitchen, just grabbing a container of strawberries out of the fridge and plopping down across from you. She smiles at you and Noriko. "You two make a cute couple," she says, smiling. "It's that, mm..." she looks for the word. "Contrast? Strong handsome and tiny cute, you know. Like Akihiko and Ayako," she says, referring to a well-known celebrity couple.

Setsuko returns to the table with Noriko's breakfast - tea and cereal - as well as a slice of toast and glass of orange juice for herself.

"We should go shopping," you tell Noriko, who tilts her head curiously. "I helped buy your mother some new clothes, we should pick some up for you. Maybe some nice underwear?" You suggest, with a smirk.

Noriko smiles very slightly. "I believe I would enjoy shopping with you."

"Great. This afternoon, after school?" Noriko nods. "Mariko, do you have any stores you can recommend?"

Mariko pauses in her chewing on a strawberry, then swallows it down. "Mm," she says, glancing at Noriko uncertainly. "Well, there's a nice shop that your dad buys me stuff from, but it's very expensive." She pushes her tongue against her cheek. "Oh, you know what? There's this one I go to when I really want something sexy to surprise him but I have budget restrictions." She leans forward a bit, almost conspiratorial. "They have knockoff brands, but if you cut off the tags... well, they look very, very good. Very lewd, though. If that's what you want?" You nod. You know a couple plainer stores at the mall. "It's on..." she gives you the address. "Panties & Stockings, is the name. Though they have bras too," she says, quickly, as if afraid of offending Noriko. "Don't tell your father it's where I pick those up, though."

"Thank you for the recommendation, Mariko-san," Noriko says.

"You're welcome," Mariko says with a sweet smile, before plopping another strawberry in her mouth.

"When are you next free for a training session?"

Mariko shrugs. "My schedule's almost always wide open, Nanashi," Mariko replies.

"How about Saturday afternoon? Does that work for you?"

"Sounds like a good time," she says, with a smile. Noriko absently strokes your thigh with one hand as the other spoons cereal into her mouth.

You reach down to Noriko's hand, gently running your fingers along her slender fingers before intertwining it. Noriko shows no reaction on her face, but her fingers clench back. "So, Mariko," you say. "What's been up with you?"

"Same old, same old," Mariko says, with a shrug. "Exercise, watching the television, playing with Momo some." She smiles a bit at that. "I think she might have a little bit of a crush on you," she says, with a sort of stage whisper kind of conspiratorial tone. "I was watching a Lady Victory rerun with her last night, I mentioned maybe you might want to watch, she got incredibly flustered." She says it with a kind of doting mirth, obviously not suspecting that it could either go anywhere or that it already has.

"I'll have to watch out for that," you say, with a smile.

"Mm. There's my shows, but I doubt you're too interested in those." She pops a strawberry in her mouth, chewing it slowly as she considers. "Nice thing about being a mistress, your days just get to flow into each other in this kind of bland passive wash," she says, with a smile. "No troubles or worries, you know? Exciting stuff, in my life, is getting shot at or having to figure out how to get rent in two days' time. Better off without it."

"You should probably try to set a good example for my mistresses," you say, with a smirk and a small laugh. "Nah, I'm joking. It's fine as long as you're happy."

She nods. "I am."

"Tell me about the shows you watch, though. I am curious."

"I like Doorway, you've seen that. They actually have a KSDF guy on staff, a lot of the characters feel like people I knew." She blows out a long breath. "Otherwise, it's mostly soaps. My Life With Raito, which is like, the main couple has a guy who's like a serial killer, with a heart of gold? There's some supernatural elements, too. Not a lot, though. The main character is his pop star-slash-code monkey girlfriend." She laughs.

"Uh, then there's the insanely long running soaps. It's A Family Affair, Modern Kurogayan Family, Studious Girl Fight Hard!" She laughs again at the last one. "Of course, that's been going since before Momo was born so now the titular studious girl is a doctor." She starts counting off with fingers. "The Yurokashis is a soap where the main cast is a family kind of like ours, I Love My Husband! is a comedy where a housewife is constantly set upon by men who seem to want to take her away from her husband. There's a few more soaps and slice of life comedies like that. So So Honey, Marry Me Immediately, Can't Stop Can't Pop, Primary Numbers, Prime Minister's Office Lady, Street Heater..."

She's looking down at the table now, uncertainly, as she keeps going. "Uh, yeah, there's some more. Soaps and stuff. Oh, and the guy who did Doorway is going to do a new series which is about a haunted mental hospital, with consultants, both priests and mental health professionals. I'm probably going to watch that, because he nailed KSDF life, so I want to see what he does with that. It actually premiers next Monday."

"That's an interesting mix of shows, maybe I could join you for the premier on Monday?"

"Oh, sure. It's at 7PM," Mariko says.

Kimiko enters the dining room, giving her line of sight to Mariko. "Mariko-san. I need to speak to you alone."

Mariko gives an expression like a kid who's been caught stealing from the cookie jar, then gets up and goes over to Kimiko, following her off into the distance.

"Did you like your breakfast, Noriko?"

"It was very good. Thank you, mother."

Setsuko smiles. "Let me put your dishes up. You two should be heading to school soon."

"Yes, mother," Noriko says, rising from her seat. You take her hand as you head off to the car. You close the privacy screen, making Noriko tilt her head.

"I'd like you to join me and my mother in bed tonight."

"Ah. Very well, Nanashi. Do you wish me to watch you have sexual intercourse with her, or do you plan to show me off to your mother?" She asks it like she doesn't care one way or the other, but there is the hint of pink to her cheeks.

"I plan to show you off."

Noriko nods, remaining quiet for several seconds. She absently licks her lips. "Then you should, presumably, select the most attractive underwear when we go shopping for it."

"I was planning on that already."

Noriko nods quietly, thoughtfully. "Is there anything in particular I should do, or wear, or say, that would serve to ensure your mother's approval?"

"Just be yourself," you tell her. "You're cute and sweet, I'm sure she'll like you."

Noriko nods. She licks her lips again. "We likely have enough time before school for me to perform oral sex on you during the remainder of this journey."

You widen your legs, and Noriko quickly kneels in front of you, opening your zipper and pulling out your cock. She's diligent and thorough as she sucks you off, and you gently pet her as you enjoy her fellatio.

She finishes up, slurping down your cum with notable gusto, and then tucks you back in with a little kiss to your cock. The car soon arrives at school, and you settle into class. Most of the class is already there, except for Terumi and Yuriko who appear to have taken their time.

You go over to where Chanette is quietly speaking to Raya about something or other. It sounds like maybe a political thing, you recognize the name of the capital of Raj Haval and the word "Prime Minister." You wait for a lull in the conversation, and tap Chanette on the shoulder. "Hey, can I speak to you alone for a second?"

"Fine, but no molesting, I'm serious," Chanette says seriously. The two of you go off into a corner to speak. "Well?"

"I'm going to take Raya to a traditional Kurogayan restaurant, do you have any advice?"

"Don't molest her!" She says, raising one finger.

"Please, a little quieter," you say, "and I wasn't planning to."

"Well. Beside that. Um. Just be nice! Raya's a really sweet, pure girl, don't be mean!"

You nod. "Anything else?"

"Uh..." she trails off. She puffs out a lot of air, crossing her arms. "I don't know, I don't date GIRLS!"

"Well, what would you do if Raya was a boy, and you were interested in her?"

"Oh." She blinks as she considers the question seriously. She smiles a little at the thought. "I'd be nice and just enjoy her company and maybe give him a little kiss, just a peck, at the end of the night."

"Thanks for the advice. Is there anything you'd like for me to do for our upcoming date?"

Chanette pouts a little, playing with her hair. She crosses one of her arms under her chest, which inadvertantly raises her chest. "Just don't... you know, molest me."

"I won't. Thank you for your time."

"Yeah, you better be thankful," she says, with gusto. Then she sort of backs away into her seat. Amaya-sensei soon arrives and class begins, with you getting back in your seat, finding yourself flanked by Terumi and Yuriko.

You crack open a book and get to reading as Amaya-sensei speaks. It feels like a flash when lunch comes around.

"My lunch, Terumi?" Terumi hands it over readily, smiling. You take it and step up to the front of the class, drawing Amaya-sensei's eyes up to you. "Would you care to join me for lunch? I was hoping to discuss a couple things with you privately."

Amaya-sensei quirks an eye but goes along with it, standing up and taking her own bento. "I expect you to be on good behavior," she says to the class, scowling across them.

"Yes, Amaya-sensei," the entire class says in chorus, and you and Amaya soon leave. You guide her up to room 42, closing and locking the door.

"So, what is it you wanted to talk about, Nanashi?" She asks, tilting her head to one side.

"You," you say, with a smile. You lean towards her, taking her lips and pressing them against hers, your hands groping her buttocks. You pull away, your forehead against hers, looking deep into her eyes. "How are you, for example."

"Ah, so this is more like a secret date," Amaya-sensei says, with a thin smile. She glances at the door. "Very well," she decides, looking simultaneously pleased and a tad guilty. "But we can only do this at school once, I don't want to get caught, which we will if we do it again."

"Of course."

She plops down with her meal, chatting with you about this and that as she eats. "So, that's made by Terumi?" She asks, of your meal.

"Oh, yes. Would you like to try some?"

Amaya-sensei shrugs and opens her mouth expectantly. You plop a slice of canteloupe onto her tongue, and she chews it. "She's pretty good," Amaya-sensei notes, with a smile. "I can see why you like her."

"Yes, she's incredibly giving," you agree.

Soon enough, the meal's finished, and you're staring into Amaya-sensei's eyes, waiting for her to make her next move - or perhaps you should? What your mother said earlier, about how a woman in her position may play a little looser than she feels.

She takes hold of your cheek, gently running her thumb along it thoughtfully, her lips slightly pursed. "It occurs to me that last time, you were playing at teacher, but now we're actually at school," she says, with a certain smile. She runs her tongue along her upper lip thoughtfully.

"I think I've got a bit more sexual experience than you."

"Oh? Do you, now?" She asks it teasingly. "Then tell me, what's my favorite kind of sex?"

"Oral," you say.

"Mm. Interesting answer," she says, musing. "Giving, or receiving, do you think?"

"Uh. Giving?" You try.

She smiles. "I've never even performed fellatio on you. How could you know if it's my favorite?" She leans forward, biting your earlobe briefly. "Close, though," she says, in a whisper. "I like making sure my partner feels good. What would make you feel good, Nanashi?"

You consider for a long moment, then decide. "I'd really love if you sucked me off."

She smiles. "More than fair. You did eat me out last time," she notes, getting out of her seat. Around here, that's easily worth three blowjobs or more. She gets down on her knees, fingers reaching forward.

"Oh, and you should be naked."

She laughs a little, a faint blush to her cheek. She checks the door, as if to make sure it's locked, and then pulls off her jacket, her blouse, her skirt, her panties, her bra, her socks... and then you take her jacket from the floor and tie a bit of it around her eyes. "Oh, and blindfolded too, I see," she says, with a smile. "I guess you're a real dominant, Nanashi."

Your cock throbs in your pants. "You guess right. Now take out my cock."

It takes her a little bit to get it out, but she manages, and she's slowly stroking your manhood, sniffing it and just basking in the aroma. You reach down, running your fingers through her blonde hair.

You wait for her to get started, and soon enough she does, tentatively stretching out her tongue and slowly leaning forward. She soon finds your cockhead, slithering her tongue in a little circle around it, humming in appreciation of your taste. You wonder absently if she can taste Setsuko on it. Then she presses her tongue against the underside of your cock, flat and wet, and runs her head slowly down your entire length, humming softly to herself as she goes. Once she reaches the base, she takes one ball into her mouth, suckling on it for a few seconds, before twisting her head a hundred eighty degrees around and suckling on the other. Then her tongue slithers its way back up, sashaying back and forth as she returns to your cockhead, which she gives a sweet kiss. "How was that? I can't see your face, Nanashi," she points out.

You run your fingers through her hair, petting her, taking a deep breath as if considering, enjoying the faint flush of embarrassment on her cheeks as you do so. "Very good," you decide, "A+ for foreplay. But if you really want to make me happy, I'm going to need more. I'm going to need your throat," you tell her.

She smiles at that. "Far be it from me to deny you," she says, kissing the tip again, letting her mouth open wide as she slowly starts to swallow your cock. Her tongue slithers a bit inside her mouth as she slowly descends, her lips a tight seal, her hands coming up to your thighs for balance. Once she's taken you completely to the base, she hums and twists her head a bit, making you grunt and twitch, which clearly excites her by the way she tilts even more furiously, humming, brow furrowing, making your cock vibrate and twist in her throat. She quickly orgasms too, her strangled moan adding an erotic note to the feeling of your cock in her mouth. She pants and drools around your cock, saliva splashing down onto your seat as she shivers in raw animal pleasure, and you run your fingers through her hair patronizingly.

When she recovers, you grasp her hair tightly, silently urging her to stay where she is, and she does so without a struggle, softly suckling youur cock. "That's a good girl," you tell her, with a pant. "Tongue my balls, too," you note, and her tongue stretches out to your balls, toying with them gently. "Very good work. Probably solid A-," you tease, and she hums loudly, noisily, as if in argument, making you twitch again. "Okay, A+," you correct, with a smile. You slide out your phone and take a few shots of her like that, jacket tangled around her eyes, your cock fully buried in her throat.

Finally she starts to struggle, and you easily let her up. She pants noisily, a little drool escaping onto her chin, her cheeks red, her chest heaving beautifully. "How am I doing?"

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"Excellent. You're a little languid, but it's a nice style."

"I can't see," she points out. "I have to go a bit slow or I'd just miss." Her hand starts to stroke your cock, guiding it towards her mouth.

You grasp the back of her head. "Let me help you with that, then," you say, grabbing her ponytail. Then you force her down your cock, thrusting her so she takes you to the base, your balls slapping against her chin. She moans in the process, and you get started on fucking her face properly, pumping her up and down your length. You close your eyes and enjoy the sensations of facefucking your teacher, groaning in pleasure as she comes again, a little splash of her girlcum raining down between her thighs. Her cheeks are flush, her moans audibly, her nipples perky on her small breasts as she's forcibly bobbed up and down your cock.

"Fuck, that's good," you groan, as her hands gingerly run along your thighs, as if to reassure you she's fine with being used like this. She's so fucking hot, and she's all yours; pretty lips, long legs, nice tits. You pull her up so that her lips are wrapped around your cockhead, and her tongue gets to work, loud hums coming from her throat, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks. "Your enthusiasm's definitely worth an A," you grunt out. She gets a little noisier in her sucking at that point, and you take a couple last photos before putting away your phone. You move your hands down, grabbing her tits in either hand, playing with them gingerly. They're certainly nothing to compare to Setsuko's, but they're a quite nice pair nonetheless, and you tease her perky nipples as well, making her hum loudly in enjoyment.

She orgasms again, her loud moans carrying into your dick, and one of her hands comes up, hurriedly stroking your cock. With how hot she is, and how much you fucked her face, you can't and don't resist, letting go, your cum splashing all over the inside of her mouth, making her moan happily at your taste as she sucks and slurps every last drop down, milking you dry. When you're completely spent, she pops her mouth off your cock and removes her blindfold, giving you a sunny smile. "Hope you enjoyed," she says. She stands, collecting her purse and dabbing her face clean with a handkerchief, consulting her image in a hand mirror as she cleans herself off. Her back faces you, her cute butt highly visible, though you doubt you quite have the time to fuck her.

You stand up yourself, pulling up your pants, and go over to her, giving her ass a quick grope. She squeaks in surprise, then turns to smile at you. "We really haven't the time to go again," she says.

"I know. Doesn't mean we don't have time for me to admire this beautiful butt of yours," you reply.

She wiggles it a little, and you give it a pinch. Then she appears to consider her face in good order, turning it to you. "I'm presentable, yes?" She asks.

You nod, and she moves to get dressed. A couple minutes later and the two of you are back in class, as though Amaya-sensei had just been having a pleasant conversation with you rather than getting facefucked on your cock.

Class itself passes quickly. Noriko comes to your side. "I shall not be attending engineering club so that we can do our planned afternoon task together," she says, succinctly. "Shall we go?"

"Sounds like a good plan to me," you say, rising, taking Noriko's hand in yours as you depart class. Once you arrive in the car, you speak again. "Are there any styles in particular you'd like to try?"

Noriko's brow furrows very slightly. "The advantage of such clothing is its appeal to you, Nanashi. There is no reason for it to be selected on the basis of my aesthetic preferences. What kinds do you think would look nice on me?"

"We'll see when we get there," you tell her, with a smile. "I think black is your color, though."

Noriko nods. "Black sounds nice."

You give Shiiro directions to Panties & Stockings, and soon depart the car, your littlest girlfriend in tow. You start picking through clothes almost immediately, selecting several sets of underwear from among the options. This place obviously goes for 'lewdly sexy' over 'tastefully risque' - quite a number of bras with the nipples cut out, or panties with a hole in the front, for one. You collect a few black frilly lace bras, the lightest of which just barely cover the nipple and the largest have an extra two inches above it. There's similarly lewd panties, including ones that are just about a thong. You hand them over to Noriko to try out, and the two of you go to the changing rooms together.

She looks damned sexy in them. There's that mix of her apparent innocence - her empty expression, her small size, her petite bust - and the obvious sensuality of her clothing choices. While Noriko changes, you text Yuriko absently for what she'd like to see Noriko in.

I don't know.

Something really cute?

It seems like her style.

Teddy bear panties or something.

They probably don't have teddy bear panties here, sadly. You do find a rather nice pale white silk negligee, though. It's the sort that shows off cleavage and thigh both. Noriko's soon modeling that as well, her expression blank as you stare her up and down. "Are these to your liking?" She asks, placidly.

"You look lovely in it," you say. "Though you look lovely in anything. Is it comfortable?" Noriko nods. "Hm. Put it with the others, I have one last thought," you tell her.

Noriko nods, returning to the changing room. You find a set of matched pink bra and panties. They aren't lacy so much as frilly, almost like a bikini in composition, with plentiful, poofy frills around the sides. Your fingers absently run along it, and you return to the changing room, offering it up to Noriko, who takes it in.

A minute later she emerges wearing it. Her tiny body slipped into a tight little pink getup, it has a sort of... almost like one of those "Christmas Present" type images, vibe. The sort you expect to see with a bow wrapped around somewhere for effect.

"We'll get this one too," you tell her. "Let's buy them," you say. Noriko returns to the changing room, and you heft up her new selection of underwear. When she returns, you add the pink to the pile, and go up to the front register, buying the various items and having them bagged.

Once you leave the shop, Noriko speaks. "Which should I wear for tonight?" She asks.

"You're going to wear the white one tonight. I really liked that one." Noriko smiles very modestly, and you lean down to kiss her, before guiding her into the car.

Apparently shopping took longer than you expected, because it's just an hour or so before you need to go meet Raya for dinner. Enough time to drop of Noriko, change clothes, and not much more.

So you do that, texting Raya to make sure she has the right place. Roriko, which does mostly seafood but has some damn fine rice dishes too. All Kurogayan, all predating the opening of the country to Wesmeri influence. It changes the flavoring a bit, since tomatoes and peppers are strictly forbidden from the menu.

Raya is wearing a surprisingly chaste choice of clothes - surprising in that it's very unusual in Kurogaya, not in that it doesn't fit her. There's her aja, of course, but she's wearing fairly baggy, loose clothes, in a single dark purple shade. It's something like an abaya back home. She waits outside the front door awkwardly, and smiles as she sees you, clearly glad to no longer be alone. "Hello, Nanashi-san," she says, nervously playing with the hem of her aja.

"Thank you for joining me for dinner," you tell Raya. "You look lovely this evening," you add. You offer her your arm, which she takes.

"You look good as well. Not that you normally do not look good. Not that-"

You cut her off, raising your finger. "Thank you for the compliment," you say, with a smile. She blushes a bit, her free hand pulling at her aja. "I'm happy to show you traditional Kurogayan food, and enjoying your company is a blessing itself." You ask for a table, which you're soon given. "Is there anything in particular you'd like?"

"Ah, I don't know traditional Kurogayan food that well," she admits.

You nod. "Let's start with something light. There's a nice sampler, that'll do well," you explain, and she nods along. Sushi, rice, soup, a number of other things, each in very small quantities. You order when the waitress comes by. Raya nervously sits across from you, fidgeting with energy, her hands in her lap.

"How was your day?" You ask.

"It was..." she tilts her head. "Mostly fine. There was... well, this morning, I learned that Prime Minister Majari," she begins, "apparently fled the capital."

"Oh."

"Yes. There's corruption charges, supposedly she was being paid off by Nantonne, or at least that's what the opposition is saying. It's really dramatic. I called my mother, her and father are fine, but -" she pauses, glancing down at her food. "Well, a bit of a mood killer discussion, I suppose," she says, with an anxious smile.

"If it's important to you, feel free to vent. We're friends after all."

She scratches her head awkwardly, coughing. "Sure." She licks her lips a little. "Majari's with the Liberal Party, she's actually the granddaughter of a... not prime minister, but sort of like that, for the Caliph in Raj Haval. This whole thing's coming out of nowhere. They don't know where she is; rumor is she's in Nantonne. They're starting the impeachment process in absentia. It's going to topple the government and force an election, probably. There's a bunch of investigations into the army, making lots of officers swear loyalty to the rightful government and the people of Raj Haval... there's real concern that it could turn into a civil war or a military coup or something. They don't know how deep the corruption goes."

"Sounds pretty crazy. But your parents are fine?"

She nods. "They're actually not even in the capital right now, Dad's helping survey some oil sites, so they should be fine, whatever happens."

"Well, that's good to hear, at least," you say, with a smile.

Raya just quietly nods. The waitress arrives with the sampler. Raya starts trying the various bits on offer, preferring the ones that aren't common staples like rice and sushi, but the more unusual things like crab or potoko fish.

You take a bit of sushi and offer it to her, which she blushes but opens her mouth to accept, gingerly chewing on it once it's inside. She smiles nervously, then swallows. "Kurogayan food is very interesting. Havali food is much spicier, this has a sort of pleasant blandness. Very few seasonings."

"Well, it is traditional," you admit. "Fewer seasonings before trade contact with Wesmere and Nantonne."

She nods. "That does make some sense." She takes a bit of rice. "How are things with you, Nanashi-san?"

"My life has been interesting since the school year began. Lots of new friends, pretty constant outings. My mother's been teaching me how to handle finances for the family, and just generally grooming me for a position as family head."

"Oh, impressive," Raya says. "I thought you were second eldest?"

"I am. My older sister doesn't really want to be family head, though."

Raya nods. "Lucky for you," she says, with an unsure smile.

"I wanted to do it, and it helps that my sister will be more able to pursue what she wants. A good conclusion for everyone."

Raya smiles. "Very thoughtful of you."

"I'd like to think I take good care of my family."

"Oh, I didn't mean to imply that you don't," she says, hurriedly.

"I didn't take it that way," you reply, quickly. "Sorry to set off your nerves unnecessarily." You give her a winning smile.

"What do you do for fun?" You ask.

"Oh." Raya pauses. "I knit," she says. "I've started listening to some... ah, they're called... podcasts? Audio online, theology things, mostly. I listen to those while I knit. It's very calming. I actually knit my own aja," she says, playing with it. "Not the dress, though," she adds. "That was a gift from a cousin."

"A thoughtful cousin," you say. "You knit alone, then?" She nods. "I imagine it's a very calming hobby."

"Yes. It's very calming. I can just zone out and listen."

"Anything particularly interesting you picked up on the podcasts?"

"Mm." Raya hums thoughtfully. "It's mostly theology you kind of need to know about Dawiya to understand. I could explain some to you, as a sort of... basics?" She asks it in a way that suggests a very shy girl thinking of maybe doing a very little bit of missionary work.

"Sure," you say. "But first. What would you like to eat, of the sample platter?"

She glances across it. "The potoko fish," she decides on, and you flag down the waitress, putting in both your orders.

"Now, tell me."

As the two of you eat, she outlines the basic of Dawiyite theology. The Sun is the sole divine figure of Dawiyite theology, generally understood as somewhat metaphorical in modernity. The religion ranges a little into something like pantheism, with Sol being distributed through all things and all places, and there not being an immaterial realm beyond this one. This world was made for man to live, and the physical sun is the giver of all life, so it is the symbol of the Sun, but also kind of his body? It's some kind of complex theology thing like Christ being both God and man, except with the giant nuclear fusion reactor that this planet orbits.

In any case, the gist is that the world is a place that the Sun gave to man, as a benefit for him, and is where he's meant to live forever and ever. Death causes reincarnation, every time, always and forever. Sin is something to be slowly purged as part of self-strengthening done over centuries.

"...so, there's also the ritual of ablution, to purify oneself after crossing the oceans," she explains, with a somewhat excited voice, having gone on and on about it during dinner. "Because man wasn't meant to be on the ocean, so," she takes a bite of fish, chewing and swallowing it quickly. She looks to be nearly done, and you are too. "So you need to become purified again, after such travel. It serves also as a reminder that you're in a foreign land, psychologically, which helped a bit historically, it emphasizes minimizing trips and maximizing stay times... the longer trips aren't more impure, too, which is..."

She's going to go on and on until interrupted, you suspect.

You decide to let her go on, chiming in with little bits of commentary here and there. Raya talks about the moral principles of Dawiya (to do kindness unto your fellow man), its conception of wrongdoing (a speck of a stain on a pure soul), its belief about the body and life itself (an Indian gift from the Sun that will be returned in time), and more. The world and this life are transient but meant to be enjoyed, a strange mixture of ideas to you but one that obviously provokes deep religious feeling on Raya's part.

Eventually, though, you have to pay the bill and say goodbye. You give Raya a brief, chaste peck on the lips. "I really enjoyed our time tonight," you tell her, as she blushes and stutters. You take her hands in yours. "I really like you. Do you think we could do something like this again?"

"A-ah, um," she stammers, bouncing on her feet, her cheeks glowing red enough you can see it even on her dark skin. "O-okay!"

"Great. See you at school tomorrow," you say, letting go of her hands. "You can get home on your own?"

"Y-yeah, my grandparents are picking me up." She doesn't look directly at your face, instead staring at your feet.

"Cool." You call up Shiiro, telling him to come pick you up. While you wait for him, Raya's grandparents arrive and pick her up, with her giving you a brisk wave and some stammered comments you can't make out.

When you arrive home, you check for Noriko in her room, the library, and just generally around. Eventually, you decide to go into your mother's room, to see if she's seen Noriko.

Noriko is sitting on the bed, balanced to one side, legs tilted off, while Kimiko kneels behind her, quietly massaging the small girl, rubbing her shoulders. "You love my Nan-chan, don't you?" Noriko nods placidly, her eyes closed. Kimiko's eyes look up at you, smiling. "You want to sexually pleasure him, don't you?" Noriko nods again. "Good. He's here," Kimiko says, her voice a whisper in Noriko's ear.

Noriko's eyes open, blinking, and she smiles. "Hello, Nanashi. Your mother and I were talking."

"Oh?" You close the door and lock it properly. "What about?"

You start removing your jacket. "Initially I came to her to mention that you planned to fuck me in front of her. She asked what I planned to wear. Then she asked me to show it to her. Then she suggested we go to her room. Then she asked how I felt about you. She asked numerous questions of a probing and personal nature." By this point, you're topless, and both Noriko and Kimiko are staring at you.

"How does Noriko stand up?" You ask Kimiko.

"Mmm, she's definitely got a very unique charm. I can see why you like her," she says. "She's so small and defenseless," she notes, groping Noriko's lackluster bust as if for emphasis, making Noriko squeak but not otherwise respond. "She has such an interesting way of talking, too. Very to the point."

You pull down your underwear, the last bit of clothes you were wearing, and your hard cock pops out. Both women lick their lips.

You lie down on the bed. "Why don't you pleasure me, Noriko? You can show Kimiko how you suck cock, and she can help you do an even better job."

Noriko nods, and gets between your legs, kissing at your cockhead before wrapping her lips around your tip and simply sliding her face all the way down your manhood until her nostrils are in your pubes. Kimiko looks surprised, but pleased, and gently pulls back Noriko's hair. "Enthusiastic, I see," Kimiko says, mildly.

You pat Noriko's head as she holds herself in your groin. "You're doing an excellent job, Noriko." Noriko just gives a muffled verbal response, sending erotic tingles through your body and making you involuntarily twitch, making your balls slap against her chin.

"She's very enthusiastic," Kimiko says, with a smile. "I like the white. She said it was your suggestion," she notes. "It gives a sort of 'wedding night' vibe to the entire affair," she notes, positioning herself behind and above Noriko, gently running her hands along your smallest girlfriend's back.

"Come over here," you say to Kimiko, and she moves, curious. You draw her down into a kiss, noisily sucking face just as Noriko finally pulls off your cock. Noriko gives a few loud, heavy breaths, before slamming her face back down your cock, coming on cue, twitching between your thigh. Your own hand runs down your mother's stomach as you make out with her, and you slip two fingers into her sex, starting to play with her, your tongue getting more excitable in her mouth as your glasses click against one another in the throes of your kiss.

Noriko just diligently starts to pump up and down your cock, her moans cut off by your dick intermittently, adding an erotic background sound. When Kimiko pulls back from her kiss, she seems to consider the scene - her son's fingers in her sex, and his girlfriend on his cock, two things that at first seem impossible to reconcile. Then she moves to straddle you, and reaches for Noriko's hair, gently patting it. You get a wonderful view of your mother's butt, her heavy tits hanging low, and then, of course, Noriko. Kimiko's panties and her night camisole are the only clothes she's wearing, so you can see the outline of her hard nipples against the fabric of her shirt, while Noriko simply noisily slurps up and down your dick, orgasming a second time already.

"She's so enthusiastic," Kimiko says, with a kind of lovely arousal. She reaches for Noriko's hair, gently toying with it, your own hand stretching out under her to first grope one of her tits, then to grasp Noriko's head, petting her. "I definitely am appreciating her endurance, though I suppose with such a small body, it's easier to go for longer." Noriko just gurgles noisily on your dick, her eyes rolling up as she twists a bit, doing incredible things to your cock.

For your part, you lean up, kissing your mother's wet sex, making her shiver in pleasure, her juices coming out. "So, which of my girls so far has earned the most approval?" You ask Kimiko, before licking her again.

"A-ah," she breathes, panting. "I do like Setsuko's diligence," she says. "Her breasts are also a major charm point, I can tell how much you like fat tits." You're not sure if that's meant to make Noriko defensive, but her thrusts do feel like they get a bit faster. You run your fingers soothingly through Noriko's hair before holding her down on your cock, burying her nose in your pubes and grinding her against you. "I think Noriko is giving her a run for her money, though. If she were from a higher social order I'd suggest you lock her down with a ring," Kimiko says, wiggling her butt invitingly.

You press your face against it, your tongue stretching into her cunt, your fingers absently rubbing her clitoris. She promptly orgasms, and in the process her fingers grip Noriko tightly, making it so the small girl is being ground against your groin by both yourself and your mother. You pull back from your mother's sex, enjoying the lewd sight.

"What were you wanting to talk to Mariko about this morning, by the way?" You ask Kimiko, almost absently, letting go of Noriko's head to grope her tit.

When your mother recovers enough to let go of Noriko's head, Noriko quickly pulls up and starts panting loudly, catching her breath. "Ah, that." Kimiko takes hold of your cock by the base, as well as Noriko's head by the hair, and starts slapping Noriko's cheeks with your cock. Noriko just noisily gasps and heaves for air. "About her... duties, as a trophy wife, shall we say. I told her that with your father absent, I needed something to do to satisfy my needs, and I expected her to provide that function. She was not enthusiastic, at least not at first, but I do think she came to enjoy it by the time it was done."

Noriko is now straining against Kimiko's grasp, trying to suck your cock back down. When Kimiko just continues to teasingly slap her with your dick, she speaks. "Let me suck Nanashi," she begs.

"Oh, very well," Kimiko says, with a wry smile in her voice. She releases Noriko, who promptly swallows your cock and starts facefucking you with gusto. "She is so very enthusiastic," Kimiko says with a note of admiration. "She's giving her mother a run for her money, as far as sucking cock goes."

You ejaculate as Noriko sucks you off, and she doesn't quite realize you're coming, so she gets several thick splashes on her cheeks and face, one even stretching up to strike your mother's face and glasses, leaving a thick, lewd stain of cum on them. Once Noriko understands, though, she wraps her lips around your cock and just tries to suck out every last drop noisily. Kimiko hops off from where she's straddling you, your fingers coming out with a pop, and pulls up Noriko. Noriko just loudly swills your cum in her mouth, and Kimiko decides to lick up the cum from Noriko's face, eyes on you all the while.

You lean up a bit, glancing at the two women, before finally making a decision. "Kimiko, could you lie on the bed and hold Noriko on top of you?"

Kimiko smiles wickedly at that, grasping the small girl and simply dragging her into proper position, her shoulders resting on Kimiko's tits. Noriko's white negligee is incredibly erotic, and you can see her little panties beneath it, from the two's new position. You crawl between the two women's thighs, stroking yourself as you look at them.

Noriko finally swallows your cum. "Are you planning to fuck me alone, or to alternate between myself and your mother?"

You reach for Noriko's panties, pushing them to the side. "Both of you," you say, with a grunt, before forcing yourself inside her. Kimiko wraps her arms around Noriko, simultaneously holding the girl and pinning her arms to the side, and Noriko just blankly stares up at you, her cheeks flush, a very slight smile on her lips. You start to thrust in earnest, fucking your cute little girlfriend, pounding her tight sex with increasing force, making both girls slide along on the bed. She pants, a squeaky, small thing, that's soon followed by her biting her lip and twitching in orgasm, her cunt squeezing you, her juices drooling down onto your mother, her back arching as she moans.

"You're so incredibly lewd, Noriko," you tell her, leaning over her, kissing her on the lips, enjoying the taste of her tongue as she bounces on your dick. "You were touching my thigh at breakfast, you gave me a blowjob in the car on the way to school, you helped me pick out sexy underwear for you, and now you're getting fucked right on top of my own mother." You're furious, hard, with your strokes, jackhammering her roughly, your fingers running through her hair as you just barely manage to keep yourself balanced, Noriko unable to resist even if she wanted to. She orgasms again, with a stuttering moan, and you kiss her again, your tongue slithering into her mouth.

You fuck Noriko like a wild man, and Kimiko takes up the silence, adding her own commentary. "She is very cute, isn't she? Such a tiny little package, getting fucked silly," she says, reaching with one hand to push a bit of drool back into Noriko's mouth, making Noriko briefly suckle on your mother's fingertips.

"She's, beyond, cute," you grunt out, in between thrusts. "Her, lewd, nature, and her, cute, style, is, amazing," you groan, as you finally ejaculate into her cunt, burying yourself to the base inside her and just closing your eyes, luxuriating in the feelings of it. Once her tight pussy has drained out every drop of cum, without missing a beat, you pull out of Noriko, grabbing Kimiko's panties and pushing them to one side before shoving yourself inside her.

"Tell me what you made Mariko do," you grunt out, as you start to fuck your mother, more slowly than you were with Noriko.

"I had her bend over the bed," she begins, her breath heavy from the feeling of your cock in her, "then I pushed her face into the mattress and fingered her until she'd come a dozen times over. I made her thank me for it, too."

"Did that make you feel as good as my cock does?" She shakes her head freely, without hesitation. "Of course it didn't. How could it?"

"It couldn't," Kimiko breathes. "An airhead bimbo's cunt can't compare to your cock."

"You love my cock the most," you tell her, and she nods rapidly, in agreement. "You love your special son's cock the most." Fortunately, Noriko's still rather out of it, or she'd doubtlessly be adding her own commentary. Instead she just pants, still in Kimiko's grip.

"I do," Kimiko agrees. "It's so much nicer than making Mariko kneel down and eat me out. A few moments of your cock are better than the half hour's work she put into it," Kimiko explains, obviously enjoying enticing you like this, making your dick just get harder and harder in her cunt as you pound her.

"Do you like training Noriko?" Kimiko nods, a catlike smile on her lips. Noriko finally starts to try to wriggle her way free, and you lean down, kissing her lips, letting your tongue slither into her mouth. Kimiko orgasms as you keep fucking her, her cunt squeezing your dick. You use one hand to position Noriko's lips on your neck, and she takes your silent command without hesitation, gently suckling on your flesh, nibbling. Your hand soon slides down, playing with her sex. "I'll have to bring you plenty of girls to train for me. Sumiko, Mitsuko, Amaya-sensei... I've been making good progress with several others, too," you note.

"I'll," Kimiko breathes, "look forward, to, it," she manages, before coming, her cunt squeezing around your dick, her body twisting and writing with pleasure, pushing Noriko up against you in the process. You let her milk you, ejaculating inside her, splashing a thick load in her desperately needy cunt and then finally pulling out.

You sit down between their thighs, catching your own breath. Kimiko pants loudly, and Noriko quietly extricates herself from Kimiko's grip, before leaning down to suckle your cock, cleaning off your mother's juices with her mouth. She pops her mouth off for a moment. "Your mother has a very interesting flavor," she says, before slurping on your cock again, taking your flagging length all the way into her mouth, twitching a bit in pleasure before she pulls off. "You are an excellent lover."

"So are you," you say, gingerly petting her. The three of you quickly arrange yourselves in a sequence of three spoons, Noriko the smallest and Kimiko the largest, burying yourselves beneath the blanket. You're the only one who's naked. You absently imagine what Setsuko's reaction will be when she arrives come morning, but then again, the room is locked.

You drift off to sleep like that.

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