Guess who's coming to dinner!

(Nino x Fuutaru)

- Nino is a little bit of an 'S', so be careful.

- Nino goes over to cook for Fuutarou. He eats a lot more than just her spaghetti.

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Nino was sitting at her computer looking to do some online shopping. She pondered what outfits Fuutarou would like for her to wear and a couple of clothes that he would look good wearing. Fuutaru had a couple of clothes but most of them were plain. Even long before they had started dating, he respected her fashion sense and advice. So, she was helping him out.

She wanted him to look good. In private it didn't matter but in public Nino had an innate desire to be envied. She wanted girls to be jealous of her cute hair, her round butt, her large chest, her flat stomach, and even her handsome boyfriend. And it pissed her off every fucking time a guy would hit on her and say negative things about Fuutarou.

He didn't care, and she loved him regardless, but it would save them both a lot of time and keep her in a better mood if guys would just back off.

That was another thing pissing her off. They had been dating for several months now and they had barely kissed. It was making her feel self-conscious. She believed she was cute. She was well aware at the lustful glances her and her sisters got from all sorts of people. But Nino would always have to fish for a compliment for Fuutarou to say anything about her body.

Nino was going to fix that whether he liked it or not. Raiha was on a school trip and their father was out of town. So, Nino decided to invite herself over to make him dinner and hang out with just the two of them. But she planned on taking it much further than that. And once Nino's mind was made up, nobody could stop her. Fuu-Kun was just going to have to let Nino indulge in his flesh.

She ordered some stuff and then headed out. She arrived at Fuutarou's house and after their usual cordial greeting, she got to work on making some spaghetti. Nino directed the conversation towards clothes, getting his opinions on female fashion. She even showed some of the cute outfits she had picked out on her phone. When she showed him the lingerie she had been looking at, he blushed and stammered which was better than nothing.

They sat down and ate dinner. These were usually the best moments. There was no need for conversation. They can just accept the comfortable silence of each other's company. Seeing him smile while he ate food that she made while she sat silently across from him used to be enough to make her feel content. But now she wanted so much more than that.

"Is something on your mind?", Fuutarou asked as he finished up.

"Just can't stop trying to imagine how Fuu-kun would react if he saw me wearing some sexy lingerie."

"That's um…" He toyed with his hair that made Nino smile. "Improper."

"I don't give a fuck about being improper so long as it's with you." Nino leaned across the table and grabbed his hand. "Why don't you compliment me more?"

"I just don't know what to say sometimes." Fuutarou said. "I'd end up saying something weird or dumb or making you mad."

"There's no need to worry about stuff like that around me." She stood up and moved their dishes to the sink. She swayed her hips and gave a flirtatious wink to Fuutarou. He took the bait and walked towards her.

Suddenly and without warning, she pulled him into a kiss. He froze up in shock as she pushed him up against the nearest wall. She ran her fingers into his shirt and tore it off. Fuutarou didn't know what to do. Nino had spent all day building the nerve to do this and nothing was going to stop her. She slammed him into the wall when he tried stepping forward and then she reached for his belt.

"Nino, what are you…" She cut him off with another kiss as she ripped his belt off and let his pants drop to the floor.

"Shh…." She hissed as she broke the kiss and covered his mouth. "Just let it happen." He grabbed her wrist and pulled it away.

"Are you sure this is…"

"I have never been more sure of anything in my life!" She huffed. "I have been thinking about this for weeks. The entire reason why I came here was to give you everything I want. And what I want is to make love to you."

She spun him around and pushed him back towards his room. He tripped over his own pants and fell to the floor. She climbed on top of him and grabbed his hands and then moved them towards her shirt.

"Take it off." She commanded. Fuutarou shook his head and fumbled with the buttons on her top. In the meantime, she took off her skirt and fumbled with her stockings. "Sit boy." She stood up and stepped on his chest to keep him down. She removed her stockings and discarded them. Then she removed her underwear and threw them at Fuutarou's face. Finally, she removed her bra so that they were both completely naked.

"Shouldn't we use a condom?" Fuutarou said.

"Condoms are for fucking pussies." She said with a grin.

(A/N: Use condoms regardless of what nino had said)

"But that's why you're here….right?"

"Later." She lowered herself onto his face. Her aroused scent reached his nose. She trapped his head between her knees and sat on his face. "Eat your desert Fuu-Kun."

He didn't even have a chance to protest before his lips collided with her cunt. He started out trying to just kiss it but it was clear she wanted more than that. He started licking it up and down while he wrapped his arms around her thighs.

The tip of his tongue brushed against her clit, causing her to arch her back. She looked back towards his cock, which was sitting their hard and lonely. She pouted a little bit and then shrugged. She'd pay him back in a few minutes so there was no need to fret.

She continued to grind her hips into his face. Her fingers laced through his hair and pulled his head, directing his actions. He made slurping sounds as he tongued her clit and lapped at her pussy. Then he stiffened his tongue and stuck it in her. Her breath hitched as she felt the small member invade her most sacred area. His tongue squirmed around her core, savoring the flavor of her flesh and fluids.

She put more weight on him, allowing his tongue to reach even further inside her. She laughed and cheered, feeling her tickle her core. If this is what his tongue felt like, she couldn't wait to have his dick inside there.

She got a little ahead of herself and started suffocating him. He flailed his arms and smacked her ass. The spank sent a wave of excitement through her nerves before she realized what was going on. She lifted herself up and sat down on her rear against the wall.

"Holy shit I could barely breathe." Fuutarou said as he wiped some juices from his mouth.

"Sorry." She reached forward and grabbed his face. "But I didn't say to stop." She shoved his head back between her legs. He had a lot more freedom of movement from this position and even slipped a few fingers inside her while he sucked on her clit. "Don't stop." She kicked her feet into the ground, feeling a coil start to tighten in her stomach. "I'm almost there."

"Nino." Fuutarou moaned as he waggled his tongue back and forth.

"I'm gonna cuuuuuuuuuuum!" She screamed as all her liquids poured out onto his face. It was like a leaky pipe had finally burst and Fuutarou got the full force of her orgasm.

"It tastes so sweet." He noted as he licked her cunt clean. He kissed and licked around her thighs and clit, making sure he got every drop of the sweet nectar. All it did for Nino was make her hot and bothered and ready for round two.

She stood up and ushered him into his bedroom. She tripped him again to get him onto his mattress. She knelt down and took his cock in hand, sizing it up with gentle strokes. An insidious grin crossed her face as she formulated her plan.

She brought the tip of his dick to her mouth and gave it a gentle lick. She kissed its crown and licked around the tip. He strained and bucked his hips waiting for more. She started stroking it faster as she took the entire tip into her mouth. She sucked it like a popsicle, and made sure she was slurping loud enough for him to hear her over his moans.

She slid all the way down, fighting her gag reflexes as his cock slid down her throat. She shot back up, coming off with a popping sound. She caught her breath and got back to work. This time she started to hum and swirl her tongue around the throbbing member. She took her bbobs and wrapped them around his cock and started rubbing it up and down, keeping his tip inside her mouth the entire time.

"Nino...I'm…" He sought to warn her. Then she stopped. "Huh?" She stood up and stretched her arms.

"Stay just like that, or I won't finish you off." She warned.

"N-Nino." He reached up for her only to be kicked back down.

"That's your only warning Fuu-Kun." She said. "I'll be right back."

Nino left him for what seemed like agonizing hours, but was actually just a few minutes. Fuutarou focused on his cold, sweaty naked form. He didn't dare touch himself. He feared if he did he would fire off prematurely and ruin the night with Nino. But if he didn't, he'd lose his hard on and Nino would just start the torture over.

It managed to die down a little bit, but he was still hard when she came back. She had a few supplies in her hands. Among them were ribbons and a thing of lotion. She sat on his chest and measured out some length with the ribbon. She bound his wrists together with the ribbons, restricting his movements. Then she put lotion on her hands.

"I bet you want to touch me all over, don't you Fuu-Kun." She cooed as she ran her hands over her fleshy mounds. Her cream coated hands went all the way down to her sacred core and started rubbing it. She scooted back between his legs and started pouring more lotion onto her hands.

She started running her hands up and down his cock. She used one hand to coat his balls in the lubricant. She forced his hips up and stuck a finger up his asshole for just a second, just to see what it felt like.

Her hands planted themselves into his chest as she descended all the way down his smooth, throbbing cock. She smiled and bit her lip feeling it hit every single desired inch inside her perfectly. "Now Fuu-Kun, you can use your hands but only on my tits."

Now that's an order he could get behind. He started molding her melons like playdough. He pinched her nipples and held onto them tight. He needed the support, because Nino held no breaks. She started driving up and down, even faster than she had when she was using her hands.

"Yeah! Yeah!" She mewled. "What's my name?"

"Nino!"

"And what are you!?"

"Your love." He grunted out as he lost control of his senses.

"You're MY plaything. And you will do everything I say." She said with a light smack to his face for punctuation. He was too blissed out to care and she was joining him in ecstasy. "I want you to cum inside me today."

"No problem." Fuutarou said. He didn't think she'd let him cum anywhere else.

He shot all of his cum up into her waiting quirm. It felt like heaven, feeling his sticky semen lodge itself inside of her private palace. She knew now more than ever, that Fuutarou would be the only person she wanted to abuse like this. She wanted everything she had to offer. She wanted him all to herself.

"Nino." He groaned. He was completely spent but Nino wasn't stopping in her actions. She was still bouncing on his lap, pounding him into the sheets.

"Oh Fuu-Kun." She slowed down. "I just want to lock you in my closet to use whenever I want." She ran a finger down his mouth. What she was too proud to admit was that her crotch was still sensitive from her previous orgasm and she was getting extremely close.

"I'd be okay with that if it feels...this…" He had trouble getting the words out as she continued to hump him like crazy. She rode him like a horse, fucking his brains out and fucking her own brains out.

"Do you wanna cum again." She asked.

"Y….YES!" He shouted.

"Cum with me baby. Cum at the same…..AAAHHHHHH." She collapsed and spasmed on top of him. His dick slid out of her slick pussy and shot a few ropes of cum onto her ass and thighs. "FUCK!" She hissed as she rolled off him.

"I feel ...like it's ...going to ...fall off." Fuutarou huffed. His body was sweating. The smell of sex permeated throughout the entire house.

"Ready for round three?" Nino asked.

"Oh God." Fuutarou hissed.

"Just fucking with you." Nino said. "That was...fuck it was our first time. Anything could be memorable but holy shit you were such a good sport. I fucking love you. You know that."

"Yeah, I love you too. Otherwise I would not have let you do all that to me." He said as he got the ribbon off his wrists.

"Maybe next time you'll tie me up."

"Really?"

"Eh, not going to knock it until I try it." She shrugged. She curled up next to him and ran a finger down his chest. Fuutarou just hummed and nodded. His eyes slowly began to close down. Nino thought the best course of action would be to cover him up, get dressed and leave before anyone suspected. Then she remembered Fuutarou had the whole house to himself, so she decided she'd stay the night. What better way to let her sisters know what they did, then to show up sometime tomorrow barely able to stand?