32 Thirty-Second Day: Momo On Face & Setsuko On Dick; Lining Yuriko, Terumi, and Mitsuko Up & Fucking Them; Endlessly Fucking Reiko's Throat; Deflowering Minori As Kimiko Watches

You wake up to find that Momo's left your grasp, a disappointing thing to discover if ever there was one. A glance around the room shows she's nowhere to be seen, and the fact that you don't hear your phone buzzing means it's not 7:00 yet - or else Terumi would be bugging you. You absently consider getting up and at the day now, before changing your mind and falling back to sleep.

You awaken to feel a pelvis on your face. More specifically, a wet cunt that tastes a bit like banana milkshake is being pressed against your lips. Your eyes open, and you can see Momo stare down at you, a nervous smile to her lips.

You also notice a feeling in your groin - that of pillowy, warm flesh wrapped around your cock. There's the scent of freshly baked cookies coming from somewhere in the room, too.

"I, um, I went, and I asked Setsuko what I should do to make you feel good," Momo says, nervously. "She said you liked e-eating her out, so, I thought, we could do this?"

"I hope it's okay, Nanashi-sama," Setsuko says uncertainly from down further south.

"It's definitely okay," you say, your voice only slightly muffled from Momo's cunt in your face. You gently grasp her petite hips, running your tongue along her lower lips and making her shiver. "Setsuko, go ahead and do whatever you like with my cock, as a reward for being so thoughtful and helpful." You can almost hear Setsuko blush, but her fingers seem to dig tighter into her tits, as they smush around your dick, a dollop of drool cascading down. You guess she's in the mood for a titfuck, then. "Momo," you say, giving her clit a brief kiss, looking up at her cute young face, her body naked. "Why don't you tell me about your day yesterday, and what you have planned for today?"

"O-okay." Momo stutters, as you kiss at her lower lips, making her shiver. "U-um, I w-went," she stutters, "went to, s-school," she breathes out, "a-and, we d-did classes, a-and," she swallows audibly, her fingers reaching down for your hair, running through it sweetly. Setsuko's got her tits doing a simply amazing wank, and drool cascades down onto your cock. She makes a little humming noise, a quiet sign of her pleasure, like a woman singing as she cooks. "And! And I k-kept thinking about you, Nana-kun!" She says, blushing bright. "I th-think about you a lot! I wanna, I wanna be your sister-wife!" She squeals out, orgasming on your face a thick gush of her juices spilling out onto your features. She tastes simply delicious, and you lick up every drop you can reach on her thighs, which only makes her shiver in pleasure still more.

Your hands grope her butt cheeks, and Setsuko happily hums as she rubs her tits all over your hard cock. "You really like my tits, don't you, Nanashi-sama?" She asks, and you can hear the gentle smile in her voice.

"Yes, I do," you tell her, before leaning up and kissing at Momo's clit some more, making the girl shiver on your dick.

In response to your words, Setsuko leans down and slurps your cockhead into her mouth, suckling noisily on your tip, practically begging you to come in her mouth.

Momo shakes and sputters atop you, her thighs twitching. "A-ah," she moans out, fingers digging into your scalp, "ah, this is so go~oood!" She means. "N-nobody ever told me getting kissed down there feels so good!"

You pull your lips away from Momo's cunt, making her pant and heave above you as you give her the chance to recover. "You'll get the chance to sit on Kimiko or Minori's face soon enough, so you should get some practice," you tease. Momo pants at that thought, her eyes a little wild as she stares down at you.

Her fingers dig into your hair, pulling you up. "L-lick it! Kiss it! S-suck it!" She gets out, her voice wild with arousal. She orgasms quickly in that position, grinding her face against your groin, moaning and panting while Setsuko continues her diligent, happy work on your cock, slurping and playing with your manhood as you pleasure your cute little sister.

"Y-yeah!" Momo moans. "Y-yes! This is so good!" She cries, panting, practically drooling in pleasure, eyes rolled up. She rides you hard, grinding her cunt against your mouth and nose, rubbing against you this way and that, coming over and over on your mouth. You diligently lick and kiss and suck, doing whichever she tells, enjoying her little wannabe dominatrix act as she sputters out her joy.

Finally, you peel your head out from her groin, smiling up at her, teasing one finger at her puckered little butthole. "You should practice kissing with Setsuko," you tell her. "After all, you'll be doing this kind of position with Minori one day. Or maybe Minori will be where I am and I'll be where Setsuko is?" You tease. "In any case..." you say.

"Y-yeah," she stammers out, turning around atop you, leaning forward towards Setsuko. Setsuko promptly pops her lips off your cock and the two of them start to kiss, some wet noises emerging as Setsuko keeps up her diligent, spit-slick titfuck.

You lick Momo's sex, your hands groping at her butt, then slide one finger inside her puckered ass. She just moans in response to the surprise penetration, clearly too worked up from all this to resist or offer any complaint. Not that she would anyway, you suppose. Your tongue licks from her clit all the way along her slit, and she orgasms again, splashing all over your face. You can see, just on the corner of your vision, as the kiss breaks off, and Setsuko guides Momo's mouth down to your cock, making her suckle on your cockhead as she orgasms, your dick still firmly sandwiched between Setsuko's big tits.

"I want to hear you brag about what a sexy little sister slut you are," you tease Momo, groping her butt.

Her lips pop off your cock, and Setsuko soon takes advantage of the opportunity to slurp your cockhead back into her mouth, moaning in pleasure around your dick. "I-I'm, a little sister slut, a sexy little sister slut," Momo moans out, as you eat her out. "I love f-fucking my b-bi-big brother," she moans, "I love him kissing me on the p-p-pussy," she breathes out before orgasming yet again. You reach down for her head, directing her to join Setsuko's slurping on your cockhead, and soon you have two pairs of lips forming a tight seal, slurping and drooling noisily on your dick.

When Setsuko orgasms from just that alone, moaning on your cock, you've finally had enough and let go, a spurt of your juices splashing up and coating both girls' faces and hair as they move and struggle over it, trying to get it in their own mouths, eager for more of your cockmilk. Plenty of it splashes all over their faces, and you ejaculate quite a bit (at least by Earth standards), leaving both their faces lewdly stained with sticky strings of cum. They both pant noisily once you're done, recovering.

You roll out from under Momo, taking out your phone and taking a few quick pictures of the two of them as they pant on the bed - which you promptly send over to Terumi, accompanied by the message.

Saw this and thought of you.

Terumi immediately responds.

That's so hot, Master! Thank you so much for thinking of me! I'm glad you texted me, that means it's okay for me to text you back, right? Even though it's not 7 yet?

Yes, it does.

Your phone buzzes with a series of text messages, and you flick over to fictoria to check on communication with Kiyomi.

Again, thank you for your comments. And for the apology. I did some edits to de-emphasize the generic "mind" and re-emphasize specific personality traits that attracted Maro to Aka. Here's the edited version, with edits highlighted in red.

The edited version does exactly that, clearing up points Maro finds specifically attractive about Aka.

"You two should lick the cum off each other's faces," you say, to Momo and Setsuko, who by now have recovered a bit. "Then we can all three take a shower."

Watching Momo's tiny little tongue slither along Setsuko's face like a kitten is almost as cute as watching Setsuko slurp up big dollops of cum from Momo's petite features with her own. You enjoy some of the cookies that Setsuko's put down on the nightstand as you watch the two, then the three of you take a brisk shower, before you collect what remains of the cookies and head over to Minori's room.

Minori lies in bed, in a cute little teddy, softly snoring in her bedroom. The figure of Hiroyuki Matsumoto stands tall on her nightstand, and her large, bookshelf-filled room is still and silent as she sleeps. Your phone buzzes again, making Minori quietly jerk on the bed. You put down the cookies on the nightstand and gently rock Minori to consciousnss. "Hey," you say, in a quiet whisper. Her eyes flutter open. "How would you like cookies for breakfast, served in bed, by your new boyfriend?"

Minori smiles brightly, glancing over to the cookies. "That sounds great!" Then she sits up, opens her mouth wide and waits for you to put one in there. The lewdness of the pose doesn't even occur to her, the way you can see her little tongue wagging back and forth, practically begging you to slap your cock on it.

You gently run your fingers through her blonde hair, currently messy, tucking it behind an ear, before feeding the cookie into her mouth. She takes a bit of it, chewing delightedly, as you caress her head, softly petting her. When you push the last of the cookie into her mouth, you briefly tease her tongue and palate, which provokes a sensual little shudder, but nothing more.

You repeat the overall process a couple times, and she seems happy as a clam to accept hand-feeding from her new boyfriend, not even bothering to talk, just opening her mouth wide and inviting each time. You can scarcely resist just pulling down your plants and plugging up that innocent little mouth. She probably wouldn't even mind. Your phone buzzes, presumably with another text from Terumi.

"That was delicious," she says, smiling as you keep petting her. "You're such a good boyfriend," she sighs, happily.

You run your hand down from the top of Minori's head to her cheek, gently cupping it and leaning forward, kissing her softly at first, gently, but then starting to press your tongue into her mouth. She hums softly, eyes lidding as your kiss continues and you guide her down onto her back on the bed. Your hands roam her body, teasing her barely-there breasts, rubbing against her sex through the fabric of her panties, and she just pants into your mouth, quivering beneath you. It doesn't take her long to orgasm like that, moaning into your mouth as your tongue invades her own, quivering and jerking beneath you.

You pull your lips away from Minori's, admiring her panting form as she catches her breath from her orgasm. You kiss her cheek gently, pulling your hand away from her body. "You're an amazing girlfriend too," you tell her, smiling down at her. She smiles back up at you. "I'd like to show you a romantic time tonight. I want it to be special when I take your virginity, but with school, I don't know I have the proper time for that."

Minori blushes at the presumption that you'll be able to just take her virginity whenever you like, but doesn't argue. "Okay," she says. You kiss her cheek, getting off the bed, and she flops back on it, breathing heeavily.

"I'll let you recover," you say with a teasing tone of voice. "Enjoy the rest of the cookies if you want."

You step outside the room, clicking on your phone and going through Terumi's text log.

Can I send it to Yuriko? I think she'd like it too!

Oh, speaking of Yuriko!

She wanted me to ask if me, her, and Mitsuko can all go to Room 42 and she can play with the two of us!

(She wanted me to ask you because she has a tough time texting you. She gets really nervous and is worried she comes off as super blunt! She did show me some of her texts with you and I tried to reassure her but I think she's right... sorry, Master! I could try working on her texting if you want?)

Anyway, she's been fantasizing about Mitsuko a lot apparently.

She likes the glasses & the whole "hypno sub" thing.

I offered to roleplay but she obviously wants the real thing!

Anyway, Master, is that okay to do today?

She said you can join if you want!

Oh, you're busy I guess. That's fine! Don't mind me! !

That's the end of the texts for the moment.

You text her back.

We can all go to Room 42 together. Yuriko will probably need help learning how to handle Mitsuko.

Oh, and yes, you can send Yuriko the pictures of Setsuko and Momo. She already knows they're also my lovers, after all.

Terumi's responses are as quick and effusive as ever.

Yes, Master!

I'll do my absolute best to please you and your wife, Master!

I love you so much, thank you for taking me as your concubine, I promise I'll never disappoint you!

You reply.

Thank you for being such a devoted concubine.

m( u )m

You have no idea how much that means to me, Master!

It's cute, how absolutely effusive she is. You decide to stop texting with her for the moment, heading down to the kitchen and putting in a breakfast order (cookies aren't exactly the healthiest thing in the world) with Akiko before sitting down. You find Noriko already at the table, eating cereal and drinking tea. She smiles very slightly as she sees you. "Good morning, Nanashi."

"Good morning, Noriko," you reply, leaning over to kiss her on the lips briefly. Her smile remainspresent, and her cheeks get a bit pink.

"I hope my mother's wake up for you was pleasant. I am sorry I was not present. I thought that allowing you to focus on Momo was more appropriate than participating myself."

Setsuko comes into the dining room at that point, carrying a plate with some buttered toast on it, humming to herself and then smiling as she sees you and her daughter. "Good morning, Nori-chan, Nanashi-sama," she says, before sitting down.

"I feel like I don't say this enough, so, thank you very much Noriko," you tell her, leaning over to kiss her on the lips. She hums for a moment before her tongue slithers into your mouth and teases that spot behind your teeth, making your leg involuntarily jerk in response. You pull back, smiling at her cute flush. "Still. I may be neglecting you a little."

She tilts her head. "I regularly perform fellatio for you on a daily basis, satisfying my immediate sexual needs, and it is thanks to you that I am living away from... my father. What is being neglected?"

"Alone time," you say, brushing your fingers through her hair. She just blinks. "We'll go watch a movie tomorrow evening. We can cuddle in the theatre."

"Oh, I see. Last time we watched a movie, I enjoyed it." She smiles lightly, then briefly frowns. "I will still get to perform fellatio on you in the trip to school tomorrow, correct?"

You laugh and lean forward, kissing her again. "As much as you want."

She smiles very slightly again. "Good."

You catch Setsuko out of the corner of your eye, watching the entire scene like an old lady watching a cute soap, a sincere smile on her lips.

You enjoy your breakfast with the two women before getting properly ready for school and heading out. Noriko almost immediately gets on her knees in the car while you luxuriate in the sensations of her blowjob. You take out your phone after a little bit. "Do you mind if I do something on my phone while you do that?" You ask.

Noriko pops off, her big eyes showing a hint of confusion. "Why would I mind? Will it cause your penis to no longer be erect?"

"There's nothing that could do that while you're down there," you tell her with a smile.

"Then it is fine," she says, before slurping her way back down, moaning in pleasure as she makes steady, sensuous slides up and down your cock.

You read Kiyomi's story. The basic gist is the same - Aka studies the star, talks to Maro, meets Maro, fucks Maro even though she's messed up - but the dialogue's touched up quite a bit, particularly towards the end where it's almost completely rewritten. It feels real in a way that you only now realize was lacking from the earlier version - like two people in love, rather than a somewhat robotic or half-remembered rendition of a conversation.

You send her a quick reply telling her that it's incredibly on point, and she sends you a brisk thank you. You finally explode inside Noriko's mouth, and she noisily slurps and chews on your cum in her mouth like it was bubblegum before finally swallowing, tucking you back in, and sitting next to you for the remainder of the ride, wrapping one arm around yours and leaning into you.

You text Sumiko.

Can you give me Chou's number? I was hoping to arrange a date with her.

As you wish, Nanashi-sama. Her number is (647)-94335-437.

You then arrive at school, putting away your phone and holding hands with Noriko as the two of you walk into class. Yuriko and Terumi are there, busily chatting about something that - judging by the way Yuriko's drooling - is probably lewd. Reiko's also present, and she gives you a smirk and a little wave as you arrive.

You quickly text Chou.

Hey, Chou. It's Nanashi. Sumiko gave me your number. I was hoping you could join me for some sushi and karaoke this evening? Just the two of us.

The response doesn't immediately come - you suppose she is a college girl, probably busy with other things, so you step over to Reiko. "Hey, Reiko."

"Hey yourself," she says, with a smile. "I hope you didn't forget about this afternoon." She licks her upper lip. "I have to be honest, there's no way you're managing to beat a record it took nine guys to establish."

"Don't underestimate me," you tease.

"I'm not. It'll be fun either way," she adds, with a smile. "I just don't want you to be too put out when it turns out to be beyond your ability."

"How about a bet on the outcome?" You offer.

"Oh? What'll we bet?"

You pretend to muse for a second. "Money would be crass. Hm." You rub your chin. "How about, if I win, I get exclusive use of your throat for a week?"

She gives a little smirk and laugh. "Come on. You want me to play that close to the edge? You know what happens when a girl fucks a guy exclusively for a while."

"If I can come in your mouth eighteen times in one day, what do you need other guys for?"

"Mm..." she hums, thoughtfully. "We~ell..." she thinks it over. "What do I get if I win?"

"I don't know, what do you want?" You ask, mildly.

She hums thoughtfully. "Noriko's your girlfriend, right?" You nod. She smirks. "She was a little bitchy with me when we had a threesome. I kinda want to get a little revenge for that."

"Oh? What were you thinking?"

"Hmmm. I mean, a week of exclusive throat use... that's a big ask." She squints and thinks it over. "I'd need something appropriately big." She glances over at Noriko, who's just quietly reading a book. "No fucking her for... a week, let's say. Well." She smirks. "Let's make it a month, but, it's allowed if I'm there, and she has to do what~ever I say," she adds, with a certain sadistic glint in her eyes. "I kind of want to do that thing where you stomp on a girl's face as she gets fucked with her." She looks back at you. "Deal?"

"I'd have to ask Noriko before committing to that, but I think she'll agree." You give her a smile. "Also, that sadistic streak is very sexy." She gives you a smile back at that point.

You step over to Noriko, explaining the situation to her. She nods along thoughtfully to the terms of the bet. "Is that okay with you?" You ask.

"You will win, correct?"

"I have every intention of doing so," you tell her.

"Then it is fine."

"Great," you say, leaning over and kissing here on the lips. "You're great." She smiles lightly at that, and you return to Reiko with a strut.

"We're on, then?" She asks, with a cocky smirk.

"We are," you agree.

She takes a deep breath, and smiles. "Good to hear it."

You take your seat, because most of the class has filtered in. Partway through class, your phone buzzes twice, and you very quietly take it out to check the message. It's from Chou.

That sounds like a good time, let's do it, just the two of us

Hope your singing voice's better than last time ;P

Amaya-sensei notices, but ignores it as you quickly put your phone away again.

Soon enough, it's lunch time, and Mitsuko quietly enters the room. Yuriko hops to her feet, Terumi doing the same before quickly handing you your lunch. "Come on, Master," she breathes out excitedly. "Mitsuko doesn't know about what we planned," she adds, with a certain giddiness.

You smile at Terumi, standing up yourself and taking the bento with you. "Come on, Mitsuko," you say, touching her glasses and pushing them back up her face. "Let's go have lunch in another room."

"A-ah, yes," she stammers out, as you guide her up to Room 42. She blushes as she enters it, then seems surprised as you do just sit down to eat. She can definitely feel the predatory looks all three of you are giving her, though, making her squirm.

"So," you start, "Yuriko, do you understand Mitsuko's little schtick?" You ask, speaking about her like she's not there.

"A-ah, some. I saw your mother doing it to her," she says. "It was hot."

"Kimiko-sama has a natural dominant aura," Terumi notes. "I don't know if you'll be able to do it as easily as her."

"I-I know that," Yuriko replies. Mitsuko just quietly eats her food. "Nnnya," she half-moans, grinding her thighs against one another, panting as she stares at Mitsuko. "You want to be a pretty princess for Nanashi, don't you?" Mitsuko blushes but quietly nods. "W-well, I'm his wife! You're going to be my pretty princess too."

You decide not to correct her about the 'future wife' thing.

"Right," Mitsuko says, uncertainly.

"You want to be possessed, right?" Yuriko practically exhales the question, with how flushed she is. "Owned?" Mitsuko swallows and nods. "I want to own a girl. I want to own you. I want to keep you all for myself, nnn," she hums, grinding her teeth against her lower lip. Her hands clench and unclench. "I need to finish eating," she breathes, practically shoveling the food into her mouth as she lewdly stares at Mitsuko through every second.

"She likes the jealousy angle," you whisper to Yuriko. "Boys fighting over her. Play it up when you're being possessive."

Yuriko's eyes blink, and she leans over to you, hurriedly swallowing. "What if we pretended to fight over her? Would she like that?"

You have to admit, she probably would.

"She would. Want to try it out now? See who's better at controlling her?"

Yuriko nods rapidly, breathing heavily. "I need to finish eating," she repeats from earlier, hurriedly shoveling what's left of her food into her mouth so fast she probably can't appreciate much of the flavor. "Mitsuko," she says, loudly, making the girl squeak. "Mitsuko," she repeats, standing up, getting in front of her. "I want you to be mine. Not Nanashi's. Mine. I feel jealous of the thought that he gets to fuck you." She manages to make it fairly convincing, but you can read her well enough to know she's lying. "Ah, I want you just for myself," she breathes out. She swallows. "Girl's love is so pure, isn't it?" She asks, caressing Mitsuko's cheeks. Mitsuko's glasses fog, her cheeks glowing, and you can tell she's really enjoying herself.

"Hey," you say, standing up. "Mitsuko's mine," you tell Yuriko. "You may be my future wife, but don't go acting like she's going to be your personal plaything." Mitsuko practically swoons at those words, her eyes flickering excitedly between you and Yuriko, happy to be the cause of a fight.

"You said you'd let me still have other girls," Yuriko counters.

Mitsuko is all but drooling at this point, at the idea that she's caused two lovers to turn against one another just out of desire to possess her. Even if it is a complete farce, she doesn't seem to realize that.

"And? You can have Terumi or whatever. Mitsuko's mine."

"I want Mitsuko more," Yuriko counters. Terumi's getting off a bit on being used as a bargaining chip too, even if she knows it's all a play.

"Let's see you get her all subbed up, then," you say, crossing your arms. "You can't say you deserve her if you can't even do that."

Yuriko turns her attention to Mitsuko, utterly focusing on the girl, staring her dead in the eyes. Mitsuko just breathes. "Take off your glasses," she says, and Mitsuko's fingers reach up for them, pulling them off. Yuriko leans forward, her nose bopping against Mitsuko's. "Kiss me," she orders, and Mitsuko leans forward to do so, their lips touching softly and briefly. "Take off your shirt." "Take off your bra." "Take off your skirt." "Take off your shoes and socks." "Take off your panties." "Get out of your chair." "Kneel."

With Mitsuko naked and kneeling before her, glassy-eyed and staring up at her, Yuriko turns to you, smirking, still playing up the vicotry-in-a-competition bit.

You get behind Yuriko, groping her tits, making her squirm in surprise, panting loudly. "Mitsuko. Get on your hands and knees," you order, while Yuriko is distracted. Your lips press against hers when she starts to form her own counter-command, and you slurp noisily on her tongue. She hums in pleasure at the attention, and your fingers flip up her skirt, rubbing her sex through her panties. When you glance back, Mitsuko's on her hands and knees. You pull back from Yuriko, groping her tit to make her squeak. "Mitsuko, put your hands on the counter and bend your back at a right angle," you order, and she does that too, Yuriko still catching her breath and unable to say anything. You kiss Yuriko again, hard, on the lips, before pulling back. "Looks like I'm still the boss of Mitsuko," you tell Yuriko, giving her tit an appreciative grope.

"L-looks like," she pants out, squirming as your fingers tease her clit.

"And of you," you tell her, leaning down to softly kiss her lips as her cheeks glow with arousal. You hear a strangled squeal from Terumi, who is apparently playing with herself as she watches all this, gauging by the finger slipped down her panties and the other one that she's biting down on to keep quiet. You pop off your future wife, giving her ass a swat. "Stay there, Mitsuko," you order, making sure to keep her in her current state with a new order. "Yuriko, take the same position that Mitsuko's in, and Terumi, you get on the other side of Yuriko and do the same thing."

Soon enough, all three girls are lined up, with you briefly focusing on Mitsuko's naked body, her breathing shallow, her eyes unseeing as your fingers run along her bare backside. "When I play with you, it's going to feel good," you tell her, and she blankly nods. "It's going to feel really good. Every place I touch will feel twice as good as it normally does." Mitsuko blankly nods, and your fingers slide down to her sex, running your fingers in and out. She starts to shudder almost immediately. "When you come, it will feel twice as good as it normally does," you order.

You take a glance over at Terumi and Yuriko and find that they've proactively lowered their panties, which are now wrapped around their ankles, their school skirts flipped up around their waists to present their bare asses.

"You feel good that you're about to get fucked first." A blank-headed smile appears on Mitsuko's lips at those words, and you lower your pants, taking out your cock. "Tell me thank you for fucking you first," you order.

"Thank you for fucking me first," she says, in a simple-minded monotone.

You take your cock and slide it in. She pants, her eyes flashing with just a hint of awareness as your cock fills her up. "That's a good girl," you soothe. "Each time I say that you're a good girl, you'll feel fifty percent more sensitive." She blankly nods. "Good girl," you grunt, as you start to pump, making her pant in pleasure. Your hands run up Mitsuko's pale, bare backside to her modest breasts, gently playing with them. She immediately orgasms on your cock, her cunt convulsing, her whole body jerking, some spit flying out of her mouth.

"Good girl," you repeat, making her pant and squirm on your dick as you fuck her that little bit harder, glancing over at Terumi and Yuriko. Terumi's started fingering Yuriko, kissing at Yuriko's neck. Also, at some point, Yuriko's shirt came off, so now she's just wearing a bra. When Terumi sees you looking, she immediately unhooks Yuriko's bra with her free hand, leaving her tits bare, the only thing covering her body a flipped up skirt. Yuriko is as selfish a lover as ever, just sputtering in pleasure as Terumi warms her up for you, your concubine's eyes full of lust and conspiracy in a way that makes your cock throb inside Mitsuko.

"Good girl," you say, both to Terumi and Mitsuko, and Mitsuko promptly orgasms again on your dick, the increasing sensitivity driving her wild. You look down at her, enjoying fucking your hypnosub, pounding her, and lean over her, nibbling on her ear as she shudders in orgasm, a thin line of drool escaping her half-open mouth. "I love you, Mitsuko. I'm going to keep you safe in my mansion," you softly reassure Mitsuko, "no other man will ever take advantage of you ever again. You'll be mine, and only mine, for the rest of your life." Even if she's in her hypnotic state, she's still aware of what you're saying, she'll remember it afterwards.

"Good girl," you tell her, and she comes again, bucking hard on your cock, her eyes widening as her consciousness returns from the intensity of the pleasure, her whole body twitching and convulsing on your dick, spit flying all over the countertop as she just spasms in raw ecstasy. You don't stop fucking her for that, of course, just pounding her incredibly eager cunt until she finally collapses forward, panting heavily.

At that point, you pull out of Mitsuko, immediately stepping over and shoving your cock inside Yuriko, who promptly orgasms with how Terumi's gotten her ready for you. Terumi pulls back, quietly watching with an eager smile on her lips as you start pounding Yuriko, your hands groping her bare tits.

Then Terumi starts to strip, eyes locked on yours as she peels away clothing item after clothing item - Yuriko's staring at her too, a bit of drool escaping her mouth before she snaps her mouth closed. Soon enough, Terumi's as naked as Mitsuko, and Yuriko's just wearing her panties (currently bound around her ankles), her skirt (currently flipped up), and socks. She wiggles her tits a little, eager to give you and Yuriko that little bit of a view. Yuriko promptly orgasms again, and you up your pace inside her, your fingers digging into her tits and using them as leverage to fuck her lesbian brains out. Mitsuko's completely out of it still, and Yuriko's coming hard, sputtering in pleasure as she orgasms over and over.

You lean over Yuriko, nibbling her ear. "I love you, Yuriko. You'll get to play with my girlfriends as often as you like. I've even gotten close to Amaya-sensei and been texting with Kiyomi, so soon I'll have a couple new girls to enjoy." She orgasms at that, her eyes rolling up in raw pleasure, and you bite her neck possessively for the moment, fingers clawing at her plump tits. Terumi's started playing with herself, drooling as she stares at the two of you fucking. "Hey, quick question," you ask, smirking. "How does my dick compare to girls' love?"

She pants, pulling herself together just enough to speak. "G-girls' love," she manages to force out, "could never, ever, manage to measure up to your cock!" She screams out that last bit, orgasming again on your dick, a splash of her juices raining down on the countertop as she comes hard, eyes rolling up, collapsing forward onto the countertop, adopting a similar position to Mitsuko.

You pull out of Yuriko, moving on to Terumi, who you slam your cock inside without a second thoght. You lean over her, biting her neck playfully, and she promptly orgasms at that, her voyeurism and masturbation having gotten her quite worked up. "I love you so much, Terumi. You're the best concubine ever, and I can't wait for you to move in with me so I can fuck you every day." Terumi orgasms again at those words, her juices splashing down onto her thighs as she moans in pleasure. Your fingers grope her tits even harder than they did Yuriko's, and the eager concubine just gurgles in pleasure, eyes rolling up.

You finally finish off inside Terumi with a groan, fingers clenching as you ejaculate inside her cunt. "That's your, reward, for, setting this up," you breathe in her ear, and she sighs giddily at that, eyes rolling up, collapsing in satisfaction onto the countertop as you fill her up with a heavy load of cum. When you're completely finished, you pull out and give her ass a little swat, admiring the barely-conscious forms of all three girls.

You turn your attention back to Mitsuko, softly petting her. "That's a good girl," you soothe, and she tries to form words. "Don't talk. Shh. Quiet." She falls silent. "Close your eyes. Breathe. Now lean up. Now get behind Yuriko. Now clean her pussy with your mouth." By the time you get to that command, she's fully back in subspace, and you have her repeat the process on Terumi.

You have enough time for a bit of aftercare, cuddling Mitsuko in your lap and brushing her hair, while having Terumi and Yuriko sit on either side of you, petting them. But you do have to get back to class, so you get the three of them dressed and head back.

When class ends, Reiko comes up to your seat. "Where are we doing it?" She asks, in a faintly challenging tone. Her gaze flicks over to Noriko, who is just quietly packing up her books. "Hope you're ready to miss out on little miss 'I don't know what I'm saying, really' for a whole month," she teases.

"I hope you're ready to deepthroat my dick every day," you reply, with a smile of your own. Kyoko glances over her shoulder then shakes her head, standing up and departing class with Kiyomi in tow. "Would you prefer a hotel, or my family mansion?"

"Hotel, definitely," she replies. She cracks her knuckles. "I will keep sucking until you can't get hard any more; if you don't come at least eighteen times, I win. Alright?"

"And nothing where you purposefully do a bad job," you point out.

She laughs. "I wouldn't purposefully do a bad job, even to win a bet. If I do, feel free to fuck my face yourself."

"Right then. Shall we go?" You say, standing up.

"Let's," she replies, and the two of you head to your car, which soon deposits you at a love hotel, where you pay for a room. She grabs one of the pillows off the bed. "Where we doing this? It's gonna be hard on my knees win or lose," she points out.

"How about you get on the bed, find yourself a comfortable position. I'll accommodate you." She tilts her head, looking over the bed, then decides to get on her hands and knees at about the halfway point of the bed, parallel to the headboard. You lie down, head on the pillows, your cock hard in your pants. "Good choice of position," you say. "I can play with your tits or finger you if you want a little extra."

She smiles at that. "Maybe later," she replies. She licks her lips.

"Go for it," you say, and she smiles, unbuttoning and unzipping your pants, your hard cock popping out. Without a moment's hesitation she sucks it down her throat, slurping it all the way to the base in a single stroke, humming softly with your cock in her mouth before pulling off. She's confident, self-assured, as she slurps your cock into her mouth. She rides up and down, her hums massaging your cock as she facefucks herself on your dick, and you admire the look of confidence in her eyes as she does so, her hands playing with your balls absently.

You let go, splashing the inside of her mouth, and she suckles on your cockhead, eagerly removing every drop she can get, swallowing it all. She suckles at your cockhead for longer than is strictly necessary, presumably trying to drain you dry, before she starts sucking you down again, pumping her head up and down. "I think you should take off a piece of clothing for each time I come," you tell her. "I'd hate for your clothes to get messed up by all this," you point out.

She nods around your dick, still bobbing up and down, undoing and shrugging off her blouse without removing her face from your groin for a second. You reach down for her tits, lightly groping one through her bra, and she hums softly, flickering her eyes up at you. She then pounds her face all the way down, slurping noisily and orgasming on your dick, her moans carrying into your manhood and making you let out a second load down her throat. Before you completely finish, she slithers up, suckling your cockhead and getting some on her tongue, and then finally popping off. "Had to make sure you were really coming," she pants out, pulling off her bra, her small breasts carrying a pair of perky nipples from arousal. "That's number two," she adds, before slithering down your dick again.

She bounces on your cock with eager confidence as she undresses herself, peeling away her skirt, her socks, her panties, until she's completely naked as her head bobs up and down your dick. Stray splashes of cum appear on her face, one of which is right on her nose, leaving her unable to smell anything but you, a fact she seems to relish a bit. Once she's naked, you start to play with her, your hands reaching down for her breasts, teasing her sex.

"You know," you tease, as she slurps up and down your cock, moaning and drooling from the dozen plus orgasms she's already experienced, "you like to poke fun at my dominant streak, but you've got one too. I could be fucking any of ten other women right now, or all of them at the same time, but instead I'm getting a blowjob from you because every time I do, I hope you'll admit that my cock is the best and you don't need any others. You have to realize that and get off on it, don't you?" She gives you a sly smile around your cock, just bouncing up and down your dick as you speak. "You've got a hot, popular rich guy wrapped around your fingers that he'd rather get a blowjob from you than fuck one of his girlfriends' cunts, and you love it."

She pops off, jerking you absently as she catches her breath. "M-maybe," she teases, smiling, at which point you let go, ejaculating all over her face, making her close her eyes and smile. She licks her lips of the stray cum as you finish. "Number six," she breathes, before descending back down, slurping your dick all the way to the base.

"You have to have been looking forward to this," you tell her, with a somewhat sadistic smile. "You wouldn't have agreed to the bet if you weren't willing to take the 'risk' of becoming my exclusive cocksucker forever. Have you been thinking about my dick down your throat while sucking off other guys? My hands on your tits?" You add, giving one an appreciative squeeze, playing with her nipple. She orgasms at that point, and the intensity of it surprises you, making you cum. Again, she pulls up, cum splashing all over the inside of her mouth, her swallowing rapidly to not let a single drop escape.

"Seven," she pants out, as she pulls off, before slithering back down.

It goes on like that, her orgasming on your dick, you playing with her tits and wet sex. There's soon a puddle between her knees on the bed, her juices having thickly run down her thighs. Her face is completely coated in sticky white semen, plenty of it in her hair too. Her neck and tits are lightly splattered with your baby batter as well. Her eyes roll around in her head as she catches her breath from your latest orgasm. "F-fifteen," she breathes, lightly jerking you off with one hand. "H-hey," she says, glancing your way. "Look. Y-you, I mean, it's, you'll probably hit eighteen. M-maybe we could just call it off now," she says. "I bet you don't want poor Noriko to get bullied by me, and you might still lose. I don't rea-"

You grab her hair and slam her back down your cock, burying yourself in her throat. "A bet's a bet," you tell her. "You're not some indecisive coward, are you?" She whimpers and shakes her head, but you think you see the hint of tears in her eyes. "Hey, don't worry. No matter what happens, I'll take good care of you," you tell her, before pulling her up. She sputters, drool splashing out of her mouth, her face a mess. "Tell me you're not gonna welsh on the bet. Noriko and I made it in good faith."

"I'm not," she says, her voice a little pitiful. You slam her back down your cock, enjoying her throat as you release inside it. You pull her up so she can confirm for herself that you're coming, splashing your juices against her palate and tongue before pulling her off entirely. "S-sixteen," she whimpers out, seeing your cock's still rock hard. "Puh, ple-" you shut her up again by slamming her down your cock. The exquisite feeling of her throat as she cries a little, out of fear of what's going to happen from here on out, pushes you over the edge. You pull her up and cum all over her face again, some of your cum forcing her eyes closed. "Seventeen," she says, piteously.

"I can stop," you say, your hand firmly gripping her hair. "We can call it here, end the bet. I'm not going to rape you. But you know as well as I do that it will make you a welsher. Are you in or out?"

"I-in," she squeaks out, and you slam her down your hard cock, making her whimper as she has it confirmed for her that you're still hard and raring to go. One of her eyes flicks open uncertainly as her face rests in your groin, confirming to her sorrow that this is your cock and you didn't do some sleight of hand with a dildo or anything.

By this point she's also become pretty exhausted, so when you splash all over the inside of her mouth, rather than continuing to enjoy this little T-blowjob, you pull out. "Let's move you," you tell her, with a certain sadism. You lie her on the bed so her head's hanging over the edge, get off, and start fucking her throat, gripping her unstained hips - pretty much everything above her ribcage has some cum on it by this point. "That was eighteen, you know," you tell her. She nods mutely on your dick, her throat doing interesting things to your cock in the process. You grab your phone, calling up Terumi as you fuck Reiko's face, while she just takes it. "I could delegate this to Kyoko if you're tired," you tell Reiko, and she just shakes her head.

"Hey, Terumi," you say, as your concubine picks up.

"Master? What is it? Are you fucking Noriko again?" Is Terumi's breathless answer.

"No. Reiko's throat. She's gotten throatfucked a good eighteen times now, she's a real mess from all my cum," you say, withh a teasing note to your voice. "Anyway. Feeling jealous?"

"Extremely," Terumi breathes.

"Tell her that," you say, putting the phone on speaker.

As you continue to thrust in and out of Reiko's throat, Terumi starts to speak. "Oh, you're so lucky, Reiko. Nanashi's cock tastes so delicious and I love sucking it. Eighteen times? Oh, you can't answer because you're getting throatfucked still," she breathes out. "Oh that's so hot. Nanashi, is it okay if I masturbate?" She asks, deliriously.

"I told you it's fine," you remind her.

"A~ah," Terumi moans. "I wish I was there, getting my throat fucked. Nanashi's so sexy. His cock's amazing. A~ah." The sound of your concubine playing with herself, combined with her unwitting taunting of Reiko, makes you come again.

"Nineteen," you tell Terumi and Reiko both, and Terumi orgasms on the spot, while Reiko just mutely gurgles on your cock.

Your twentieth orgasm is probably your limit, given just how hard you've been pushing yourself for this. Reiko takes it like a champ while Terumi provides her endless erotic monologuing, describing how much she loves your taste, smell, cock, hands, mouth, tongue, body, mind, personality, charm, touch, and every other possible word that could be used to describe some part of you, abstract or physical. Reiko's fingers dig into the bed sheets as you use and abuse her throathole like it was a cunt, before you pull out for the last time and let go all over her face, splattering her features with a thick load of cum.

"I'll call you back later," you tell Terumi, before hanging up. Reiko lies there, her eyes lidded, panting, her face almost white with all your cockmilk.

You go into the bathroom, collecting the entire roll of paper towels and sitting down on the bedside. You do your best to clear off her face, neck, and tits of your cum. "That was very nice," you tell her, softly stroking her back. "I appreciate that you did this, and I know it's a big deal for you. I'm glad you trust me so much, and you did an absolutely amazing job." You lean down over her, giving her a kiss for what you're pretty sure is the first time. "I love you," you tell her. "You're sexy, smart, fun, and you care about other people. What's not to like?" You ask, with a smile down at her.

She just pants heavily, still recovering.

"I've been enjoying the challenges you make for me. You've really been pushing my sexual ability to new heights." Your fingers gingerly caress her cheeks, and you kiss her again. "I really want to stay here forever, but I kind of made plans this evening," you tell her. "Could you say something so I know you're alright."

She sputters and coughs for a moment. "I'm, 'm fine. Like I've never been, fuh, facefucked before," she says, defensively, her hand waving at you.

You pet her some more. "I really do love you, Reiko. I wouldn't have wasted so much time with you for just blowjobs. I want you to be by my side for good."

She snorts a little, which apparently makes something go up her nose because she then coughs. "A-ah, you know it's just, my amazing, fellatio skills."

"It's not. I care about you, the person. I like hanging out with you just for fun, I like that competitive edge you have in the bedroom, I like you. That's why I want you to be mine. There are plenty of other throats out there for me to fuck if that's all I was interested in."

Her cheeks blush a bit at that, but there's a small smile on her lips as she turns away. "Y-yeah, sure," she says. You stroke her hair softly for a few more minutes, enjoying the quiet with her.

A buzz comes from your phone. A message from Chou.

Are you picking me up, or are we meeting there? And if there, where?

"I have to get going," you tell Reiko.

"Right. Bye," she mumbles. You leave her in the room.

I'm picking you up.

Meet you at the college parking lot.

"Hey, handsome," she says, with a smile, as you get out of the car, wheeling herself forward. "Nice to get a date invite from you that's one-on-one," she teases. "Starting to suspect you were a perv just interested in a sister pair."

"I am a pervert that's interested in a sister pair, but those two facts are just coincidence. I just like you and Sumiko both."

"Ah, a proud pervert, huh? Help me in the car, then, oh dashing pervert," she teases.

You heft her up, Shiiro moving her wheelchair to the trunk as you place her down in a seat. "How have you been doing, oh beautiful princess?"

"Mm, you know, accepting rides in strange men's cars, being carried off by perverts, you know," she says with a smile. "And you?"

"Just working through my dastardly plan to have my perverted way with some pretty girl. I'm at the 'date her until she decides she likes me' part of the evil plan," you explain.

She nods seriously. "A tip?" You nod. "Girls only go on second dates if they like you, or maybe if they're totally spineless," she says, with a little smirk. "Does this girl come off as totally spineless to you?"

"Well, technically..." you start, and she scowls and laughs.

"Don't even start," she says, with a giggle.

"In any case, I'm about to totally destroy her in karaoke tonight, so I'm feeling pretty pumped."

"Mm. I don't know if that's possible. Is this girl deaf? Otherwise, well, your singing voice, I mean, I don't know how to say this, but small animals scream and run in terror at the sound."

"Whether I win because I have the better voice, or because my competition flees in terror, I still win," you point out.

"Hard to really get a third date when the girl runs away out of fear, though," she points out, smiling all the while. "Is it sushi or karaoke first?" She asks, breaking character.

"Sushi first."

She nods. "I got a confession, I didn't eat a lot today because I knew somebody else would pay for it."

"That's the college life," you say, and she laughs.

"Yeah, it is, but how would you know?"

"I was a math major in my past life," you tell her, with a smile.

She laughs. "My sister was a samurai in hers. Wonder if you went to the same college?" She asks, tapping her cheek absently.

"For real though, I have a spy on the inside reporting to me. Fumiko."

"Makes sense. I would have figured she wouldn't get the same vibe, though. What with your family," she adds, with a wave of her hand.

The car comes to a stop. "Ah, we're here," you say, doing the complicated task of moving her into her wheelchair, and she wheels herself in alongside you. The hostess gives you a broad, almost flirtatious smile, then notices your (functionally short) companion and gives her a little scowl. "Table for two," you tell her.

"Right this way," she says, giving you two a booth in the corner. Chou just slides her chair up to the side. The woman seems to consider saying something before simply leaving the two of you alone.

"So..." Chou says, absently sliding her chair back and forth an inch or two. "Why's a sexy cool rich dude like you coming after a cripple like me?" She says it casually, with a joking tone, not like a sincere self-insult.

"Your personality," you say, with a smile. "Sometimes a guy needs a bro, even among his gals. Plus," you add, leaning forward a bit, smiling. "I just plain feel happier when I'm around you. Like my day got a little better."

"Ah, flatterer," she says, with a blush. "It's nice hanging out with you too," she says back. "And not just because you pay for stuff," she adds with a wink.

The waitress is different from the hostess, and comes by to take your drink orders. She's to the point and leaves quickly, coming back around a minute later to give them back.

Chou leans back and stretches in her chair, which does not cause it to move an inch. "It's got brakes," she explains, noticing your eyes. She flicks a little thing under the arm rest and it slides back an inch before she pushes forward and locks it again. "Pretty cool, right?"

"Snazzy. Aren't there electric ones?"

Chou shrugs. "Yeah. Not as good feedback or control, though. How good am I gonna be dancing when I'm riding on a really big roomba, you know? I like them more this way. And you don't have to worry about the battery running out," she adds.

"There are advantages to making machines do all the work. Imagine how terrible it would be if automatic doors didn't exist. We'd actually have to pull them open."

She shakes her head mournfully. "How horrible that would be," she says, with a smile.

"Have you two decided what you'll be eating?" The waitress asks, seemingly appearing from nowhere. You suppose Chou is in the spot she'd normally be.

"Ah, yeah," Chou says, rattling off like ten different things.

"And for you, sir?"

"Oh, no, we're sharing," Chou says, waving her hand.

"Ah," the waitress says. "I'll return with your order soon, then."

"I don't remember agreeing to share."

"I bought like ten things with your money, if you still want to eat afterwards, you can order something else," she teases, slurping at her glass of tea.

"I can't say you don't have good taste, but I reserve the right to hand feed you."

"You hand feed all the girls or just the ones whose legs don't work?"

"Oh, all the girls," you admit.

"Then go ahead," she says, with a smile.

Some of the food soon arrives - the appetizers, you suppose, with the main course coming later.

"Oh, and if it ever comes up, I carry all my girls bridal style to the bedroom." You take one of the little sushi rolls and deposit it in her waiting mouth. Unlike with Minori earlier, she knows exactly what that wide open mouth and swaying tongue looks like, and she smiles as she teases you that way. Your fingers slide along her tongue, teasing her palate, as you put piece of food after piece of food in there, but in spite of the fact that she occasionally shivers in pleasure at the feeling of your fingers rubbing the inside of her mouth, you can't help but feel like you're the one being teased.

She licks her lips after you finish feeding her some red-and-blue sushi. "Delicious," she says, in a way that intentionally hints that she might mean your fingertips. "A girl could get used to being waited on by a man this way, you know? Almost like I'm the royal queen and you're my slave," she adds, with a flourish of her hand to push back some of her brown hair.

"I can think of worse things to be than your devoted slave," you tell her, with a smile.

"In that case, slave, a~h," she teases, opening her mouth for a moment, expectant.

You take the spiciest bit of sushi around, deftly dip it in the wasabi, then move it towards her mouth - which snaps shut. "You eat that, slave," she says. "I don't want such a spicy thing in my royal mouth."

"This is a slave revolt," you inform her, voice deadly serious. "You have to eat the wasabi."

"I refuse," she says, with a shake of her head. "Such a meal is unfit for a royal as myself. I shall have you executed if you do not eat it!"

"Damn. I guess I have no choice, then," you say, taking the sushi into your mouth. It's not awful, just rather spicy, but then again in your past life you loved spicy food. You chew and swallow without a hint of distaste.

"...ah," she says, a little disappointed at your lack of reaction. "Good work, slave," she says. "You may continue to live and serve me," she adds, imperiously.

"Ah, but this slave neglected his duty to his Empress. How shall he be punished?"

"By being thoroughly humiliated in a karaoke match," she explains, with a smile.

The two of you joke, you hand feed her, and soon enough the dinner ends, and you take the car to the karaoke place. Chou takes the first turn, singing some awful pop song which seems to take as its theme "going to the grocery store." She does a pretty good rendition of it, to be fair, but the subject matter leaves something to be desired.

"Your turn. Top that."

"I'll do my best," you say, smiling. You flick through the songs to settle on a sort of inspired by/parody song titled 'I Love Song'. It's an affectionate parody of a ridiculously popular old love song, that is instead about how much the singer loves the aforementioned lovesong.

You manage to belt out a pretty damn good rendition of the song, making her smile and clap in surprise. "Didn't think you had it in you," she says, with a smile. "Practicing?"

"I think I was just off my game that day," you tell her, sincerely. "How about a two-parter love song?"

"Sounds good. What were you thinking?"

"Lick Lick," you tease. It's about as racy as anything popular gets, being a song nominally about kissing but that can be very easily read to be about fellatio instead.

"Sounds good," she says, taking up the other mic. You don't argue with her, letting her instead join you in an absolutely beautiful rendition of a love song about giving your boyfriend a blowjob (or a French kiss).

"Want to kiss you all over / lick it till there's no more," she sings.

"Want to feel your lips on me / your tongue all around mine," you reply.

"Not gonna ask for anything in return / just a free kissy kissy, licky licky," she sings.

"The absolute best thing a girlfriend can do / is to just kiss and lick all over you," you finish out, as the song comes to a close.

She leans back in her wheelchair, giggling.

You lean over her, taking one finger and gently guiding her chin up. Her eyes meet yours, her lips parting just a bit in anticipation, and you lean down to kiss her softly on the lips. It's almost chaste, just the moment of two tongues touching one another, before you pull back. Her cheeks have a pink tinge to them. "Well?" You ask.

"I certainly didn't mind it," she replies, whip fast. She gives you a wink. "Bu~ut I don't put out on the first date, if that's what you were hoping for."

"Ah, damn. I was hoping all these romantic gestures would get me laid. I guess I'll have to satisfy myself with the knowledge that I've made a beautiful woman blush."

"A real tragedy."

"If you count our past outings as half-dates, this isn't our first date."

Chou smirks. "And if you count a tail as a leg, a dog still has only four legs," she replies.

"Ah well. Would you like another kiss anyway?"

"Mm, I don't know," she teases. You give her affected puppy dog eyes. "Oh, if you look at me like that, then I definitely don't know."

You lean forward and kiss her anyway, and she accepts it without hesitation, your tongues briefly slithering around and against one another as you loom over her. Your hands grip her chair for balance as you lean over her, and it does tilt a degree or two but remains otherwise firmly on the ground and immobile - you guess she's activated the brakes.

You pull back a good half-minute later, enjoying her cute panting face as she catches her breath.

"How about you sit in my lap for the next duet?"

She giggles at the brazenness of the suggestion, but surprises you with her answer of "Sure, go for it." You take a seat, and she transfers into your lap. The next song you play is a more flowery love song, with plenty of girl parts, so you enjoy listening to Chou serenade you with her expressions of how you make her heart explode with desire. Even if it's not sincere, it's still fun to hear.

The two of you enjoy yourselves in the karaoke room before finally heading back to her place and dropping her off at home. "Oh, you know what? You need a goodbye kiss," she says, with a smile. You lean down over her in her wheelchair, and she engages the brakes just in time to keep it from properly tipping over as your tongue slides into her mouth. She hums softly as you tease her palate, her own tongue doing some dextrous twirls around yours that make you wonder what she'd do if she was performing fellatio.

She pulls back. "Be seeing you," she says.

"Ah, I don't know," you say. "One more for the road?"

She puckers up, and you kiss her again, just a bit longer and more thoroughly this time, before finally letting go, admiring her panting, flushed features before she turns around and wheels herself back into the house. She waves at you, and you wave back before getting in the car and being driven home.

All that remains for the day's schedule is your romantic night with Minori.

You text Minori as you step inside.

I'm looking forward to our date. Are you going to wear that brown dress?

Yes!

See you soon, then. I'm going to get ready.

You switch over to text Setsuko.

Could you make Minori and me a nice romantic dessert? Cake or ice cream or something. Sorry to bother you so late for something like this.

It's fine. That sounds nice!

Then you text your mother.

About to "go" on date with Minori (romantic dessert house), then deflower her. Advice?

Kiss her good, call her beautiful and smart, and be gentle when you pop her cherry.

Oh, and do you want me to personally help with the actual event? She might feel more comfortable, or not - it's not like I'm the one dating her.

At that point you're at the shower, which you promptly take, washing your hair thoroughly as you think over Kimiko's message.

You'll invite her for the deflowering itself. Kimiko's presence might make Minori more comfortable and relaxed, after all, and there's something incredibly hot about the idea of deflowering her daughter while she watches.

You send your reply to your mother after you get out of the shower.

I'll text you when we go to her room - you can help me with popping her cherry.

I look forward to it, Nan-chan.

You get dressed in a nice suit, put on a dab of cologne, and then head to Minori's room, rapping on the door.

She practically slams it open. "Where are we going for our date, Nana-kun?" She asks excitedly.

"I was thinking something cozy, a nice dessert dinner here at the mansion," you say. Your fingers absently run along her cheek. "No need to let any other guy see how beautiful you look tonight, after all."

She blushes. She's young enough that the cheap-and-rushed format of the date doesn't even really register to her, so she just smiles like a schoolgirl in love. "That sounds nice, Nana-kun," she says, taking your hand in hers. You guide her down to the dinner table, where Setsuko has just finished putting down a chocolate fudge cake with ice cream topping.

Minori practically drools at it, and you practically drool as you see Setsuko wearing her maid uniform, her tits lewdly exposed with its low-cut cleavage. She patiently stands by the wall, hands clasped in front of her, waiting if you need something.

"I can really eat this?" Minori asks, breaking you out of your reverie.

"You can. In fact, let me feed you some," you say, scooping out fudge cake and ice cream together and sliding it into her mouth, watching as her little tongue slurps at it like it was your cock. "Thank you for your support, by the way," you say to Setsuko.

"Fam foo," Minori adds in around the spoon. You keep feeding Minori, enjoying putting the food in her mouth, the lewd way she slurps and sucks on the spoon, yet the totally innocent and unaware expression she has. You get closer and closer as you feed her, and take some for yourself too, letting you tease her by sometimes plopping it into your mouth, others into hers. When you spoon the last bit of ice cream into her mouth, you lean over for her lips and kiss her, making her squeak and blush in surprise, a smile on her face as your lips press against hers. Her little tongue limply bats at yours, the taste of vanilla and fudge chocolate still tangible on it.

Then you pull back, smiling at her, gently running your fingers through her hair.

You snuggle up your chair right next to hers, wrapping one arm around her. "You are cute," you tell her, with a kiss on the cheek, and hers glow. "You are beautiful," you add, kissing her again, this time a bit closer to the lips. "You are smart," you say, and she tilts her head, her cheeks glowing as she does so, so your lips meet hers.

Your hands run along her cute little backside, totally bare in her dress, as you start to make out, your tongue sliding into her mouth and doing little bats back and forth with her own. She even slurps on your tongue, and you quietly take out your phone and text your mother on it, holding it over Minori's shoulder; she's fortunately completely distracted by the kiss, her hands digging into your back.

About to bring Minori to her room. Be there please.

I will.

You heft Minori up into a princess carry, holding her in your arms as you stand up, her lips still pressed against yours. You pull back for a moment, nuzzling her nose, admiring her cute panting face. "You are an amazing girlfrriend. All the other guys in your class were blind not to notice such a wonderful girl right next to them, and now you're all mine," you say, nuzzling her cheek with yours as you move to carry her upstairs. Her cheeks glow bright red.

"Th-thanks, Nana-kun," she stammers out, her little legs kicking a little, her fingers nervously playing with one another.

You bring her up to her room, where Kimiko is waiting, a smile on her lips.

"M-mom?" Minori stammers in surprise, eyes wide.

"I wanted to be here for my daughter's defloration," she says, still smiling. "Don't worry. Just take it as a sign that I approve, so you can feel comfortable and happy."

Minori just quietly nods as you lay her down in her bed.

You get between her legs, parting them, pulling down her panties and tossing them aside. With her brown dress, it's the work of a moment to push it up past her hips, revealing her cute virginal pussy, which you promptly lean down to kiss. She shivers as your lips press against her lower pair, squeaking a little in surprise, her cheeks flush. You run your tongue along her sex, getting a taste of her pussy, finding it tastes like sweet honey as you slide your tongue up and down her length. She pants and moans under your ministrations, clearly surprised by how good it feels.

"A-ah, wha," she sputters out.

Kimiko steps in to explain as you continue to eat her out. "He's performing cunnilingus," she explains. "It makes the woman feel really good, but the man doesn't get much out of it, so be sure to thank him."

"A-ah, ah," Minori pants, her back rising and lowering as she jerks. "Thah, thank you," she manages to get out before orgasming, a thick splash of her juices spraying out onto your face as she orgasms for the first (but by no means the last) time of the night.

You lean up, smiling down at her, kissing her as you loom over her. You undo your pants, pulling out your cock quickly. You're fortunate it's been so long since your marathon session with Reiko, because otherwise you'd seriously worry that you wouldn't be able to get it up. You slide your cock into Minori's wet cunt, slowly, leaning into her gradually. She tenses up as you press against the thin film of her hymen, biting her lower lip.

"It's going to be okay," Kimiko soothes. "It hurts a little, but soon enough the pleasure will far eclipse the pain. Are you ready for it?" Minori nods, squeezing her eyes shut, her fingers grabbing the pillows. "Three. Two." She pushes your butt into Minori further, penetrating her, making her squeal in surprise and a little pain. "One," Kimiko adds, with a certain smirk, as Minori lies panting beneath you.

You slowly thrust the rest of the way into Minori, then start to pull out. You can see the thin trickle of her blood as you enjoy her sexy little body, and you lean down to kiss her on the lips, your tongue sliding into her mouth. She pants as you start to fuck her, enjoying the feeling of your cock in her cunt, and soon enough is moaning into your mouth as another orgasm rushes through her body, her little breasts pressing against you through the fabric of her dress.

"Why don't you try taking off some of Nanashi's clothes? It's a nice thing to do with your hands while he's doing all the work, and it shows you like to look at his sexy body."

Minori nods, continuing the kiss, and her hands come up. She struggles with your tie a little, then gives up and moves on to your dress shirt, undoing button after button until she can get at your bare skin, which she promptly caresses as you continue your seemingly endless kiss. You finally pull off her, the both of you panting, and you take advantage of the opportunity to undo your tie, tossing it aside as you slowly stroke in and out of her. Minori's eyes are wild as she looks at your half-bare chest, and you pull your jacket and shirt the rest of the way off.

Her small hands run along your bare chest, and you smile down at her as you slowly fuck her. She exudes lust in her gaze, the way she stares up at you, and she comes a couple more times on your cock, her tight cunt convulsing and squeezing you.

"How about you let Minori try riding you for a little bit, Nan-chan?" Kimiko says from the sidelines, a certain breathlessness in her voice. "Let her try being the one doing the pleasing, to pay you back for eating her out."

You shrug your shoulders and flip onto your back, making Minori squeak as she's rotated on top of you. Her tight sex practically squeezes your dick as she tenses up, then she pauses momentarily.

"Come on. Ride him properly. Show him a good time," Kimiko tells Minori.

Minori nods, starting to slowly move herself up and down your body. Your hands pull her dress up and off her, her arms rising up to let you do so, peeling it off and leaving her beautifully naked, small breasts free in the open air as she rides you, a cutely excited expression on her face as she stares down at you. She leans forward, kissing your lips softly, her tongue sliding into your mouth, making you hum and thrust up into her, causing her to squeak and start to ride a little faster.

You enjoy that lewd little dance with her, her bouncing on your cock, your tongues dancing around one another. She orgasms several times in that position, her tight pussy growing tighter as she squeezes your dick. Finally she pops her mouth off yours, breathing heavily as she stares lewdly down at you, and you smile up at her, your hands running along her stomach.

"You're going to help keep the Kusakabe bloodline pure," you tease her. "When I knock you up with a cute little baby." You smile up at her, and she blushes brightly.

"Th-then, you can, c-come inside," she stammers out.

"I'm on the pill," you tell her, and her blush glows even brighter, her eyes staring down at your chest. With how cute she looks right now, well, you can be forgiven for immediately splashing a thick creamy load inside her. She squeaks in surprise, her cheeks turning vivid red, and Kimiko steps up behind her, gently petting her.

"It's okay. Your boyfriend's coming inside you, but that's only natural. Just be happy." Minori smiles nervously as you finish off, then slumps down on your cock.

You let Minori off your body, tucking her in sweetly, pulling back on your clothes and going over to your mother, pecking her on the cheek. "Come on, Kimiko," you say, taking her hands. "I think I'm exhausted for the day, but I can at least go to sleep with the most beautiful woman in the world," you tease.

She smiles back, and soon enough the two of you are cuddled up together, her the little spoon and you the big spoon. You drift off to sleep together like that.