Nobuharu, Seishuko, and Imsa 1

You're lying in bed with Seishuko in her little apartment that you pay for, her breathing soft against the pillow as she lies, sleeping in her cute little pajamas. You smile at her, gently running your fingers through her blue hair, admiring her cute little body, her strange choice of pajamas.

Then it's interrupted by the distinct buzz of your phone, and you groan and collect it, picking it up and putting it to your ear. "Mom?" You ask, already knowing who it is.

"Yes. We've found a marriage partner for you, Nobuharu."

"I don't really-"

"I don't care what you want," your mother snaps. "Stop doing whatever it is you're doing instead of looking for girls of your appropriate class." You glance down at Seishuko's sleeping body, but she's still quietly resting there. "Her name is Imsa, she's from Khohet, she's a very nice girl, and you're going to marry her. If you don't, you're going to be disinherited, I'm tired of dealing with whatever it is that you do get up to instead of appropriate things. Do you understand?"

You sigh. "Yes, mother."

"Good. You'll be meeting Imsa in two days, and you'll be married in a week, so don't you dare mess this up."

You grunt in acknowledgement, then hang up. Seishuko's eyes flutter open. "You were listening, huh?" She nods. "How much did you catch?"

She signs to you, her hands following a certain pattern that you've learned to read during your relationship with her. {I assume it was something bad related to your parents forcing you to do something.} She's mute because of a congenital issue with her throat. It gives her a bit more dexterity in just how she deepthroats you, but you'd honestly rather hear her voice... well, that's not really an option, so you just have to enjoy what you have.

"She wants me to get married," you explain. "She's threatening to cut me off, which would mean..." you trail off, glancing around the little apartment. Even what of your monthly stipend that you've squirrelled away into private accounts won't last that long on its own.

{I see. There is no problem then.}

"I love y-" you start, but she puts her finger to your lips, silencing you, before pulling it back to sign again.

{We can simply continue our relationship while you engage in a marriage with this girl. There is no problem.}

"She could find out," you point out. "Her family would probably get pissed."

{So simply let her know, but keep it private. Many women tolerate mistresses. What do you know about her?}

"Just that she's from Khohet apparently."

{Khohet has very strong chastity norms. She likely will only barely understand what sex is when you deflower her. So long as you present things as normal, she will ignore them.}

You kiss her firmly on the lips, making her let out a soft gurgle of surprise as your arms wrap around her, holding her against you for a moment before you break off the kiss. "How should I do it?" You ask, leaning back a bit to give her space to sign. "Wait for marriage to spring it on her? Fuck her in front of the pure girl?"

{Meet her. Discuss sex, but only as an inquisitor, don't tell her anything. If she seems sufficiently naive to fall for it, you can simply tell her that it is normal, but rarely talked about, in Kurogaya for wealthy families to have trial-spouses, who typically remain in the household and help the new wife to learn her duties. Obviously, I would play the role of trial-spouse, and 'teach' her how to behave appropriately.}

You nod along. "If you think it's best," you tell her.

{I do. I do not want to have to go back to living on the streets.} She offers a small smile as she says that, then leans forward to kiss you. {Nor do I want you to have to learn what it is like,} she adds, as she pulls back.

* * *

You meet Imsa a couple days later at a high society function, with a great number of different high-society types filling up the room. Nonetheless, Imsa's easy to pick out of the crowd, with her lovely brown skin, short hair, and strange outfit, with a foreign design that for some reason shows her belly button but no surrounding area.

"Imsa?" You ask. "I am Nobuharu," you tell her, as she turns to you.

She smiles. "Ah, Nobuharu, yes, yes." She bows repeatedly. "I am happy to meet you! I hope we will have a very long and happy marriage!"

"We should sit down and talk. There's so much to learn about one another," you say, wearing a gentle smile, somehow feeling as if you're betraying Seishuko even though you know she's the one who pushed you to do this.

"Yes, yes," she says, smiling brightly, and you take her over to one of the tables, sitting down across from her. "I am nineteen! I am happy to meet you!"

"I'm twenty-one," you tell her, with a gentle smile, ignoring the fact that she already told you she was happy to meet you. "What sort of things do you like to do for fun?"

She pauses, scrunching up her face for a moment as she seems to very slowly process your question. "Ah! I like to read, and sing, and dance," she explains. She puts her hands together. "Praise the Sun!" She explains, before raising her hands to the sky. She's religious, then.

You nod. "How do you feel about the marriage?" You ask. "I mean, we barely know one another."

She blinks repeatedly at that. "I do not understand. Say it again?"

"How do you feel about the marriage?"

"No, I understand that. Second part, say it again."

"We barely know each other."

She frowns. "It is an arranged marriage." She pauses as she attempts to formulate her next sentence in her head. "Our parents love us and want the best for us. It does not matter if we don't know each other." She smiles, then. "We will probably have a very long and happy marriage!" She declares, with near-certainty.

"What kind of men do you like?" She stares blankly at you again. "I mean, do you like men who are strong, or who are confident, or who are shy, or..."

"I like men who are good husbands." She seems to view that as a complete summary of her ideal man. "If you are worried I will not like you because you are shy, do not worry. I like any man who is a good husband, and looks out to make sure I am safe and happy."

"I see. What about sex?"

Her cheeks immediately bloom red. She mutters something in her home language. "It is supposed to be very fun, but only between a husband and wife. The husband is supposed to teach the wife all about it," she explains. "I am looking forward to it!"

"Are you allowed to be taught by your future husband?" You ask.

She blushes even brighter, glancing around as if worried she's on a hidden camera show or something. "If, I suppose it would not be wrong, as long as no proper sex happens... we are betrothed already, after all."

"I have a friend who can give you some advice about it, if you want to be a good wife."

"A friend?" Her eyes are wide.

"Don't worry, she's a woman." That actually does produce some relief in her.

Her shoulders sag a little, and she smiles, nodding. "That sounds very helpful. Thank you!"

"I promise to do everything I can to be a good husband for you, too," you tell her, with a smile. Everything except giving up Seishuko, of course.

You get her number, and the next day arrange something with her and Seishuko, bringing her over to your little love nest with Seishuko. Seishuko's name isn't technically on the lease anyway. "This is Seishuko," you say, gesturing to your girlfriend, who waves.

{Can you understand me?} She signs. {Dumb cow?} There's no reaction on Imsa's part, other than a faint frown of confusion. {Good. Tell her I'm saying hello and being very polite and so on.}

"She says hello, and that she's very happy to meet my future wife. Seishuko can't talk," you explain. "So I need to be here to translate for you. Seishuko, this is Imsa, I told you about how beautiful she was before."

{Yes. She will probably fit nice and snug on your cock. Is she a virgin?}

"Yes." You turn to Imsa. "She was just asking if you were ready to learn about lovemaking."

"Ah, yes, yes! I am happy to meet you, Seishuko," she says, bowing repeatedly.

Seishuko just quietly signs. {I am happy to meet the cunt who's trying to steal my man away from me too. What have you told her?}

You sign back to her, this time. {That you are a friend that will give her advice on sex.}

Seishuko looks at you, then back to Imsa, then back to you. {Will this advice involve demonstrating?}

"Ah! Right. Imsa. Seishuko is a big believer of practical learning," you tell her. "So she's going to demonstrate some of what she's explaining," you tell her. "Where do you want to start, Seishuko?"

{What is she not willing to do?}

{Have proper sex. Anything else seems to be on the table.}

{What about-} She stops herself, canceling the movement. {I will demonstrate fellatio to her, and she is to watch and learn from the superior woman.}

"Seishuko would like to show you how to perform fellatio, Imsa. Do you know what fellatio is?"

"Ah, n-no?" Imsa responds, seeming confused by the word. "Fell-a-sho?"

"Fellatio," you repeat. "It's where a woman uses her mouth and throat on a man's thing. Are you comfortable watching that?"

"Oh, watching! Yes, yes, I can watch," Imsa says.

{She had better suck when I'm done.} Seishuko descends to her knees before you, pulling your cock out, stroking it, before signing again. {I want to see the bitch trying to steal my man on her knees.} She kisses your cockhead, suckling tenderly on the tip. Imsa's cheeks are bright red as she watches her future husband get a blowjob less than a foot away from her.

Seishuko quietly wraps her lips around your cockhead, fitting them into the ridge of your cock, glancing out of the corner of her eye at Imsa, before starting to slowly slide down your length. Your cock twitches as it enters her throat, and her throat then constricts tighter around your cock, giving you a somewhat challenging look as she takes your cock down to the base. {She won't be able to do this,} she signs out, as she wraps and runs her throat around your cock, using the malformed vocal cords to constrict her throat and massage your dick. You groan in pleasure at the feeling, gripping the back of her head and just pumping her down, bucking your hips against her face so your balls slap against her chin.

Seishuko orgasms, and you spare a glance over to Imsa, who is watching wide-eyed as your dick pumps in and out of Seishuko's throat. She quietly puts her hand over her mouth, as if confused or in shock of what's going on, and you just smile over at Imsa. "Oh, don't worry, she's just orgasming."

"Orgasming?" Imsa asks.

Seishuko tries to sign something, probably to the effect of {Bitch doesn't know what an orgasm is?}, but is unable to since she's spasming from pleasure. As such, you take it upon yourself to explain it to Imsa. "When a man and woman have sex, the woman will typically experience a number of orgasms. They're moments of intense, sharp pleasure, among the general pleasure of sex itself," you explain.

"Oh, yes, yes," Imsa says, nodding as if to explain that she gets it, while Seishuko pops off your cock, taking in a deep breath and staring up at you, a lewd look on her face, before sucking you right back down. "Ah... I feel strange in my skirt, I think need to use the restroom. Or... is this related to sex, somehow?"

Seishuko's throat twitches as she 'laughs' around your cock - it's not quite a normal laugh, though it'd be obvious what she was doing if she didn't have a cock in her throat - and the movements serve to massage your dick in her throat as she stares up at you. {Tell her that she's getting aroused for the first time, to my man's cock. Dumb bitch will be getting used as your personal masturbation aid a lot once you're married whenever I'm too tired, so she better get used to feeling this way soon.}

"Seishuko was just explaining what arousal is," you tell Imsa, politely rephrasing Seishuko's rather lewd and degrading statements, and she simply slurps and tilts her head a little, giving you a look that says, 'that's not what I said at all, but okay.' "It's a feeling a woman has in that region, when she wants to have sexual relations."

"Ah, I want to have sex with you?" Imsa looks shocked by that, and Seishuko sputters around your dick as she struggles not to make it too obvious she's laughing during the blowjob.

"Or do other things, like fellatio. It's the body's way of signalling that it's time. Are you wet down there?"

Imsa reaches down for her sex, squeaking in surprise as she finds it wet. "Yes, yes," she admits, hurriedly. "Should I?"

{My dick right now.}

"Seishuko wants to continue the lesson to completion," you explain. "You can kneel next to her to get a closer look." Seishuko shoots you a look, but she doesn't stop fucking her face on your cock, and it doesn't take long for her to orgasm again, her throat squeezing tight around your dick as she holds herself down, nostrils in your pubes. Imsa gets down on her knees, staring wide-eyed at the events going on in front of her, and Seishuko slurps on your cock noisily, as if to claim that this dick belongs to her, a fact which she promptly signs out.

{This dick is always going to be mine, right? I don't like this airhead. She's just going to be a cocksleeve, a baby incubator, right?} You groan and nod rapidly, making Seishuko orgasm yet again in response, her soft non-moans serving to vibrate your dick as she's left unable to speak, her fingers digging into your thighs as she orgasms, bouncing her head up and down your cock rapidly. When she recovers enough to sign properly, her signs are suitably lewd. {You're going to use this bitch's throat as an onahole, right? You could piss right down it, use her like a toilet. She's sent here to take away my man, I want her punished for it.}

"What is she signing?" Imsa asks innocently, while Seishuko just pounds harder.

"She's just asking after my intentions towards you," you explain. "If I want her to teach you more than just fellatio. Which I do," you add, to Seishuko, who smirks as she slurps noisily on your dick, letting her hands cup and play with your balls, her dextrous fingers doing all sorts of interesting things, brushing along them, rolling them on your fingertips, making you jerk involuntarily. You can feel your orgasm coming, and sign down as much to Seishuko. {I'm going to come.}

{Give me a countdown,} she signs back, staring up at you with an expression saying that you really don't have a choice. You nod rapidly, swallowing heavily as Seishuko's tongue slithers all over your cock.

"Three," you breathe out, and Seishuko pumps harder. "Two, fuck, one," you say, and Seishuko promptly pulls off, only a single blast escaping into her mouth. As she moves, she twists your cock so that it sprays all over Imsa's surprised face, her hand grasping it by the base to keep it angled that way. Imsa's so shocked she just freezes up as cum splatters all over her features, her eyes blinking rapidly as she lets your cum coat her lovely brown skin.

{You're going to look like that a lot in the future, so get used to it, bitch. It tastes good, don't it? That's cum. You'll be eating a lot of it in the future.}

"Ah, that's semen," you explain to Imsa, who seems confused by it. "It's a woman's duty to suck it all up into her body, and not let a single drop go to waste." As if to emphasize your point, Seishuko opens her mouth, showing the single dollop of cum on her tongue, and then swallows it, going so far as to rub her belly and burp to show she really did like it. She watches Imsa with a certain sadistic gaze, and Imsa nervously scoops up some of the cum, feeding it into her mouth, quietly sucking and tasting it, her eyes widening as she gets your taste on her tongue, starting to really slurp and suck at her fingers as she feeds more and more cum into her mouth. Seishuko hides her face against your thigh, but you can tell she's laughing at the sight of the prim Khohet girl slurping up cum like a wanton whore.

{You did good,} you sign down to Seishuko when she stops laughing. {Have all the fun you want with her.}

Seishuko smiles at that, leaning back a little, leaving your cock to twitch in the open air. Imsa finally finishes cleaning off your cum, and seems surprised to see your cock still. {Did she think she wasn't going to suck it?} Seishuko asks.

"Seishuko is asking if you want to try too. That way, she can give you guidance right away."

"Ah. Yes, yes," Imsa says, nodding rapidly. "It tastes very good... does the cock taste good too?"

{You'll learn just how good it tastes in a second or two.} Seishuko stands up, getting behind Imsa, and you turn to face both girls, your cock briefly slapping Imsa's cheek, making her squeak a little in surprise. {Make the bitch suck it.}

"Yes, the cock tastes good too," you tell Imsa, who nervously leans forward to lick the tip of your cock, seeming surprised but pleased by the flavor, her fingers quietly wrapping around the base of your cock to hold it in place.

Imsa wraps her mouth around the top of your cock, her lips fitting into the ridge, her tongue nervously sliding over the head. She stares up at you with her blue eyes, as if begging for assurance that she's doing well, her lovely brown skin nicely contrasting with your own color. Seishuko quietly signs to you behind her back. {This bitch had better be doing something incredible with her tongue. My first blowjob I definitely put my throat to good use, didn't I?} Once she's finished signing, she runs her fingers along her throat as if to remind you of all the times your cock has been in it, and your length twitches in Imsa's mouth, making the Khohetian girl smile up at you.

"You should properly suck my dick, Imsa, not just hold it in your mouth. Seishuko was just advising you to use your throat." Imsa blushes and nods, slowly starting to slide down your length, and your fingers run through her hair. "That's good, Imsa. That's very good. You're going to be sucking my cock a lot in the future, so I want you to get good at it and enjoy yourself."

Imsa moans softly around your length as she manages to envelop it all, making it vibrate. She drools a little around your cock, clear arousal on her face. Then she orgasms, squealing around your dick as she pulls off, eyes wild as she comes, sitting on her ass on the ground and struggling to stay upright.

{Can this stupid bitch really not even manage to suck a dick while she's coming? It's way better to keep it in your throat when you come, it's like a nice little cock massage.}

{It is. Yours especially, with the way you can wriggle your throat so deliciously. Don't worry. You can train our shared toy until she's sucking cock like a pro, but she'll never be as good as you.}

Seishuko blushes a little, while Imsa pants and gasps on the ground before you, recovering from her orgasm. "Wha, what was that?"

Seishuko laughs silently at that, but Imsa's eyes are focused up on you, confusion in her gaze. "That was an orgasm. When a man and a woman make love, the woman typically experiences many orgasms, but the man only one. That's why it's the woman's duty to put all the effort into pleasuring the man, while the man can pretty much do whatever he likes."

{At least as far as dumb bitches like her are concerned,} Seishuko signs with a smirk on her lips.

{Of course. I love you, after all.} Seishuko blushes again at that comment, and Imsa tentatively leans forward to your cock. "Try rubbing my cock all over your face. It's very pleasant to experience something like that."

Imsa blushes, but nods, grabbing your cock and rubbing it against her cheeks, her forehead, her chin - everywhere, really, smearing saliva and drool and cocksweat all over her features, leaving her a lewd mess. The actual physical experience of it leaves a bit to be desired, but it's more than compensated for by the way that Imsa looks now, coated with a slick layer of fluids, while Seishuko just smiles viciously down at the girl, a heat in her own cheeks.

"Now go back to sucking cock, bob your head up and down as fast as you can."

Imsa blushes. "Yes, yes," she says. "I will be doing this much once we are wed, after all." She takes your cock into her mouth again, her hands sliding to grip your thighs, starting to slowly fuck her throat on your cock. She bobs up and down with increasing rapidity, her drool cascading out of her mouth as she sucks you off, her face still a mess of spit and cocksweat as she slurps up and down your length.

{You'll be doing it constantly if I have anything to say about it. Maybe I'll only let him fuck your cunt once a month, see how long it takes for you to get knocked up that way.} Oblivious to what Seishuko's signing, Imsa continues to bob on your cock, slurping up and down eagerly, even going so far as to moan a little before coming again, popping off your dick as she does. Seishuko doesn't even bother to sign her irritation, just letting out a mute growl and pushing Imsa back down your dick, grinding her into your plevis as Imsa moans around your dick, sputtering and jerking in pleasure.

"Seishuko mentioned earlier that you should try to keep my cock in your mouth when you're coming," you explain. "Sorry for not saying it aloud." Seishuko just smirks at you, grinding Imsa against your body as she comes, her face a lewd tableau of spit and saliva.

Once Imsa's finished coming, though, Seishuko doesn't let up, instead starting to pump Imsa's mouth up and down your cock roughly at her own pace, Imsa jerking and sputtering around your dick as her tongue staggers around the underside of your cock. She's obviously confused by the rough treatment, but that just makes it all the more erotic. {I could just never fuck her cunt, if you wanted. Pop the seal and make her drool my cum into her hand, then push it into her cunt as best she can.} Seishuko pants at that thought, licking her lips erotically as she fucks Imsa's face on your dick, one hand coming away from her head so she can sign a little.

{Dumb cow. Want to see her filled with cum. Cunt and ass both.} She uses fewer words to simplify the signing, and you groan in pleasure as she continues to pump Imsa up and down your dick, the Khohetian girl orgasming numerous times as she does. {Masturbation aid.}

At that, you start to groan, fingers digging into Imsa's scalp and dragging her against your groin, biting your lower lip and groaning. Seishuko responds by pulling back and yanking up her top, drawing your eyes to her pale stomach, her lovely, modest breasts, tipped by cute pink nipples that are clearly quite hard. You can see as she signs in front of them, even as you splatter cum all over the inside of Imsa's throat. {I want you to think of me when you're coming, not her.}

You groan as you finish off in Imsa's throat, yanking her off once you're done and leaving her to pant and gasp on the floor, looking lewd and fucked-senseless.

"Since this was your first time, you did an acceptable job. Seishuko and I will help teach you even more during our wedding night." Imsa nods and pants.

{Have you told her that it's completely normal for me to fuck you every day and get first dibs on your cock?} Seishuko signs.

"Oh, one thing you should know. I didn't say when we first met since we were in a public place, but in Kurogaya, it's common for wealthy men to have a trial wife, so that they have some idea of how to have sex before they're married, and they keep that relationship after marriage with the trial wife as effectively a senior co-wife. Seishuko is my trial wife," you explain. "It's something that's never talked about in public, and in fact a closely held secret of the wealthier class of Kurogaya, so you shouldn't mention it to anyone, since it would undermine your status as my legal wife. It's completely normal for me to live with and fuck both of you, so just think of Seishuko as your older sister-wife."

Seishuko smiles at that, a certain wicked glint in her eyes. {I'm going to enjoy breaking this bitch in.} She rolls her head for a moment, letting her shirt fall down over her chest. {Lemons into lemonade. Your shitty parents' crap into our new fucktoy.}

You smile at Seishuko. {You were right. This is great.} You then grab Seishuko and drag her into an impassioned kiss, while Imsa can do nothing but watch and catch her breath.