An Odd Moment of Bonding by RudiciusCaesar, literature
Literature
An Odd Moment of Bonding
Alice Mendoza, secretly the heroine Aquatica, ends her late night shift at her job, the local Target of New Havana, southern Florida. On swollen feet, lugging around a full-term pregnant belly, the Latina makes her way through the store as fast as her tired feet will carry her. The last of the customers have been escorted out, time to close proper. Entering the employee only area of the store, moving as one mass of employees, Alice makes it to her locker and opens it up, grabbing her purse. Immediately she checks her phone as she wipes sweat from her brow. “I should have worn pants with pockets today...four hours without my phone, what a nightmare.” Alice says inwardly as she forms up with her coworkers as they bleed out of the building. Some race to their cars, some saunter slowly, a few, like Alice make for the bus. Standing at the bus stop, Alice catches up on her texts, mostly from her roommate and best friend, Rachel, but there are two from her boyfriend, Vincent. “Babe
Time with my daughter Katie by justjoe811, literature
Literature
Time with my daughter Katie
This is a work of fiction with just enough truthfulness to be believable. Anyone engaged in sexual activities is at least 18 years of age. I (37M) had come down from RAF Lakenheath the evening of Monday 18 September 2006 on a week and a hall's worth of leave to be with my family in Oxford for my eldest daughter's whose birthday was the next day. Since it had been a while, my wife, the mother of my 4 daughters Kate (61F), had gone to bed at 10:00 pm, so that we could have wild, passionate sex like we always did. We went to sleep, exhausted, spooning on our left sides around 11:00. I got woke up by a hand, gently caressing my hairy chest, and the feeling of bare breasts pressed against my back. Kate was in front of me, her head resting on my arm, and her fragrent gray hair in my face. The hand on my chest moved down to my rapidly hardening manhood. "Katie, what time is it," I asked, knowing it had to be my eldest daughter, the birthday girl. "It's 1:00, Daddy. I'm 18 now, and I want to have a taste of what mommy's been having." "Katie, honey," I said, "I remember what I told you last year after your mother and I told you and your sisters that she is my father's younger sister and my aunt, but if you wait until the weekend, your mother and I will make your first time with me special." "Do you promise, Daddy?" she asked, moving into my field of view. Seeing her bare and rather sizeable breasts for the first time, "Yes I do, and I'll pinky promise you that it will be special," I said holding up my right hand, pinky extended and curved. "Deal, daddy," she said, hooking my pinky with hers. "I love you, Daddy," she said as she leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. "I love you too, Katie." And with that, she was out the door. As the door clicked shut, "You know that you could have taken her right now," chimed in Kate. "I didn't know that you were awake," I said. "I woke up at about the same time that you did," she said, "but I wholeheartedly approve of what you told our dear Katie." "It's hard to imagine that this weekend I'm going to fill my beautiful eldest daughter's pussy up with my cock and semen." "I know Karl isn't it wonderful." "I guess it is," I said leaning in and kissing Kate where her neck and shoulder meet. I reached up with my left hand to start playing with her right breast, while I ran my right hand down her body and started playing in her pubic hair. "What do you think you're doing, Karl?" she moaned. "You know full well what I'm doing Kate, can't you feel the erection that our dearest daughter Katie gave me," I said, rubbing it in her ass. "Our daughter gave you that," she asked between moans? "Yes, she did. Now I'm going to give it to you," I said as I slid my erection into her pussy still slick from our last love making session several hours before, and slowly started pumping it into and out of her. While I made love with my wife I whispered into her ear between nibbles, kisses, and kicks on her shoulder, neck, and ear. "Aunt Kate, did you ever think that we'd be here that first time that we made love at Grandma's house?" "Aunt Kate, you haven't called me that in years." "Not since our 'little' Katie was just a clump of rapidly growing and dividing cells attached to your uterine wall." "Always with the clinical talk. Are you sure you're a cop and not a medic?" "I like the clinical talk. While accurate and proper, it somehow sounds dirtier." She laughed and said, "I love you, Nephew. You've given me four gorgeous and intelligent daughters and made me the happiest woman alive these past 18 years." "I love you too Kate." "Karl," she asked, a worried tone in her voice, "how far do you plan on taking our incestuous family?" "Only as far as you and the girls let me." "Well, one daughter seems ready to let you take her, I'm not certain about the other three." "They have a lot of time to make up their minds," I said, the twins will be 16 in November and Karsyn 14 in December. So that's two and four years respectively. A whole lot of time to decide for or against, several times over." "What about granddaughters," she asked? "That's a question that will have to be answered in over 18 years." As the conversation went on, I continued to slowly pump into and out of my wife while playing with her right breast with my left hand and her clitoris with my right. Kate had five low intensity orgasms before I sprayed her insides with my semen. When I was done, I remained inside her, still kissing and fondling her until I fell out. I don't remember what time we both fell back to sleep, but we remained in the spooning position. For Katie's birthday celebration, they we caught the train to London. We had a nice dinner out as a family (the six of us, Kate, Katie, Karla, Karen, Karsyn, and I) at a moderately fancy French restaurant. Kate, Katie, and I all had wine with our meals, but Karla, Karen, and Karsyn all had grape juice with theirs. After dinner, we took in a play in London's west end. Afterward, we boarded the back to Oxford. Katie thanked her mother, and I immensely for her birthday dinner and a show, and said that we were already making her Saturday night a "special night. Saturday rolls around, after breakfast that morning, Kate takes Katie on a spa and shopping day. The other three protested, and I told them all that their mother and I were making the day special for Katie, and that they each would get the exact same treatment on their 18th birthdays, if they chose to do so. While they were gone, I had the other girls help me strip their mother's and my king-sized bed, and I remade it with new silk sheets. Late that afternoon, at around 4:00, Kate and Katie come home with various bags of things and bags of groceries. Kate goes to the kitchen with the groceries and starts dinner, while Katie goes directly to her room with her bags. I give the other three money to go out to eat, and go watch the new "Pirates of the Caribbean" film and go to my room, shave real close, shower, splash on some after shave, and wait for Kate and Katie nude on my bed. I (37M) had shaved closely, showered, and splashed on aftershave. I was nude save for a bath robe that Kate had handed me prior to coming into my room. So I sat there patiently waiting on my bed for my wife Kate (61F) and daughter Katie(18F). After a bit, Kate and Katie came in. They had matching hair styles (although Katie's hair was curlier and blonder than her mother's silver-gray tresses), they were also wearing matching mid thigh silk robes, stockings, and high heels, albeit in different colors. Kate was wearing black that accentuated her hair color, and Katie was wearing a shade of red that radiated heat and in no small portion unbridled lust. The odd thing was that while wearing black, Kate's nails were red, and Katie's were black. Kate smiled at me and said, "Dinner is severed in the dining room." "Now, please allow me to escort you to dinner, Daddy," said Katie, stepping forward. "Who's special night is this Katie, yours or mine?" "Mine, of course, Daddy. It's just mom, and I discussed it, and this is how I want it." "Fair enough, Hon, then lead the way," I said as I put my arm out, and my gorgeous 18 year old little girl led me down the hallway to the dining room. In the dining room, the table was set for three with silverware and wine glasses. Kate said that she would serve our neal, but asked me to open and pour up the wine. Our first course was clips and guacamole and chips, then borscht, followed by a salad covered with sliced strawberries, figs, beets, and pomegranate bits The fourth course was artichoke hearts, asparagus, and raw oysters on a half shell, and the desert was baklava drizzled with chocolate and honey. The meal was filling, but I wasn't stuffed. Looking at Kate, "Weren't each of those foods supposed to be aphrodisiacs?" "Yes dear, they were," said Kate. "With what our daughter has planned, you're going to be happy thay you ate all of that, dear." After dinner, we all retired to Kate's and my bedroom, wine glasses in hand, and me bringing along the two extra bottles of wine and a cork screw. Earlier in the day, Kate had texted me what Katie wanted done initially after dinner. While I now knew that I didn't have the whole plan, I fully planned on honoring her wishes as I knew them. Once inside, I placed the extra bottles of wine on Kate's vanity along with the cork screw and my wine glass and turned to Kate. My wife untied my robe and dropped it to the floor, leaving me naked. She then kissed me and whispered into my ear, "Did you know that she's still a virgin?" I was looking directly at Katie when Kate told me that, and I guess that Katie knew what her mother had just told me because she blushed and shook her head yes. "So please go easy on her." Turning back to Kate, I kissed her and said, "I'll be as gentle as I can," and stepped up to my daughter. I made eye contact with Katie and slowly walked up to her. She tried to keep eye contact with me, but her eyes would wander all over my nude body, especially my erect 8-inch long manhood. Every time that she did, I'd snap my fingers loudly and make the eye to eye finger motion at her. In my peripheral vision, I saw Kate move around the room to my side of the bed, drop her robe, and pull down the covers. She then got in and moved to the middle of the bed. As I was keeping eye contact with Katie, I wasn't able to see exactly what she was wearing under her robe, but I knew that I soon would. I embraced Katie as I had her mother more times than I could count, never breaking eye contact with her, said, "I love you Katie, it is an honor for me to make you a woman tonight," and I kissed her deeply. She moaned into my kiss, and I kept at it for more than a minute, breathing through my nose. When I broke the kiss, she was out of breath and panting, I stole a glance up to Kate, and she smiled at me with an approving smile. I was able to look at her out fit for the first time. It was a sheer lacey bra and panties set with a matching garter belt. The lingerie left absolutely nothing to the imagination, and I abso-fucking-lutely loved it. With the experience of 18 years of marriage, I asked Kate, without words, just my eyes if Katie's matched hers. Kate simply nodded, "Yes." I resumed kissing my daughter, I kissed her luscious lips, her neck throat and shoulder. My hands are firmly placed on her upper and lower back, while hers are on my hairy chest. I'm making no moves to touch her erogenous zones because I honestly want her to offer herself to me. Another glance at Kate, she's removed her bra and moved to the edge of the bed and motioned me to back Katie up to the bed. I move my hands to Katie's hips and slowly back her towards the bed. Once there, Kate reaches around her daughter and unties her silk robe, reaches up, and lifts it off of her shoulders. As she does, I reposition my hands from outside to inside Katie's robe, but keep them on her hips. Kate drops the robe off of Katie's arms and tosses it across the bed to where hers was. I step back and admire my daughter's body in her sheer lace lingerie. I didn't really get a good look at anything other than shape and size on Tuesday morning, and I can clearly see her dark areolas peeking out from her bra, and whilst they're roughly the same size as her mother's, they're way darker. That and her breasts are definitely a size bigger in spite of her mother's had been (her age and three pregnancies had taken a toll on Kate's breasts and they sagged a great deal but that didn't stop me from playing with them every opportunity that i had), I said, "You're absolutely gorgeous, baby girl," I say, stepping back into her. "Any man would be lucky to be here with you, Katie," I whispered in her ear. " My heart is bursting with happiness that I'm the man that you love enough to give your most precious gift to," I finished with tears flowing down my face. Kate, seeing my tears, embraces us both from behind and starts kissing her daughter's neck and shoulder herself and whispers, "I love you too, Katie. I can't wait to see your father take you," and with that, Kate unclasped and removed her daughter's bra. With her bra removed by her own mother, I brought both of my hands up from Katie's hips to cup and fondled her breasts while flicking my thumbs across her nipples. While Kate pressed her breasts into Katie's back and caressed her daughter from behind. With what we were doing to her, Katie moaned, "Daddy, wouid you please lick my pussy?" "I'd be delighted to Kateie," I whispered to her. Then, looking at Kate, I smiled and whispered, "Pull her onto the bed, babe. I think it's time to taste our little girl." I released Katie's breasts and started kissing my way down her body. I (37M) kissed my way down my daughter Katie's (18F) body, I sucked on each of her gorgeously erect nipples, just wanting a taste of her gorgeous breasts. "Please daddy," Katie pleads between moans of pleasure, "Please lick my pussy. Mommy says that you're really good at it." "Okay honey," I said, "I honestly can't wait to taste you anyway." I then continue my journey to my daughter's virgin vagina kissing and licking her body as I go. As I near her navel, she speaks up, "Daddy, mum and I got our navels pierced today, and we're both a bit sore there." "Really, Kate" I said to my wife, "You're 61 years old." "She wanted to one," Kate said with a mischievous smile, "and wanted it to be a mother daughter bonding thing, so I got one too." "Okay," I said, "that makes sense." "At least I talked her out of the nipple and clit piercings." "You wanted what," I asked Katie? "I wanted my nipples, clit and navel all pierced, but mum said that we should save those for when my sisters turn 18." And with that they both laughed. "What am I going to do with you two?" "Lick me daddy!" "Okay, I know when I'm beat," I said as I resumed my journey south. Once I'm kneeling between my daughter's thighs, I notice that she has leaked her arousal fluid down her thighs. "Kate," I say, "our little is so wet down here." "She is? How does she taste?" I lean in tentatively licking the fluid off of her legs, "She's delicious, Kate, almost as good as you. Her kisses taste good, too, by the way." As I then start licking her thighs in earnest, and she moans in pleasure. "Oh babe, her kisses do taste good," says Kate. So I glanced up from what I'm doing and saw Kate fondling Katie's breasts and kissing her. If I wasn't already hard, I'd be as hard as granite. Once her thighs were free of her delicious juices, I reached up and peeled her red panties off of her hips and butt, rolled them down her thighs, and finally removed them from her ankles. "Kate, try these," I say, tossing the warm and wet undergarment to my wife. I watch as Kate catches them, sniffs them, sorts them out, and sucks on the gusset of her daughter's panties. "Oh, honey, you're right she is delicious." Kate then leans in, kisses Katie's lips, then with a smile on her face shoves her own black panties (I never saw her remove them) in Katie's mouth. I smiled back at my wife thinking, "Kate's more perverted than I ever realized, I'm going to have to discuss that with her later." I then looked at my daughter's virgin vagina for the first time in years. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed (I preferred bush of some sort and was pleased), but her labia were waxed. I placed both of Katie's thighs on my shoulders and looked up at my daughter and said, "Katie, your vagina looks gorgeous, honey." I then leaned in and licked her entire slit, and she moaned through her mother's panties. I buried my face in my daughter's virgin vagina. As I fingered, kissed, licked, and sucked on my daughters nether regions, and she continued moaning through her mother's panties, the fact that I used to change her diapers wasn't lost on me. It was ironic, but back then, she was just daddy's little girl. Hell, she was still daddy's little girl, but now she was also daddy's little slut. As I ate Katie's pussy, I watched as Kate pulled her panties out of her daughter's mouth, and Katie said, "Bloody hell mum, you are absolutely delicious." "Thank you, honey," Kate responded, before she leaned over and locked our daughter in a passionate French kiss, that soon had both women moaning. Katie eventually came 4 times on my face while snogging with and fondling her own mother's breasts. After she came down from that fourth orgasm, with expert help from me, Katie asked breathlessly, "Please, Daddy, it's time to make me yours," "Okay Katie," I said "give your mother and I a minute to reposition?" Per-prior planning on our part, Kate disentangle herself from Katie stacked most of the pillows in the center of the bed and against the headboard. She sat open in the legged in front of them and leaned back into them. She put a single pillow in her lap and beckoned Katie to lay back on the pillow in her lap. "Katie, sweetheart, what your father is about to do to you is going to hurt. Grab.my hands and squeeze through the pain. Do you understand?" "Okay mum, I got it," and the two women interlocked their fingers, left hand to left hand and right to right. Once they were in position, I got up on the bed and maneuvered to Katie's feet, reached up, spread her legs apart, and moved up on my knees until I wascin the right position, and the head of my erect penis was pressing on, but not entering her virgin vagina. Looking at my daughter, I asked, "Katie, honey, are you ready?" She bit her lip, looked at me and at her mother, and said, "Yes Daddy I'm ready." My wife Kate (61F) was in the top center of my bed reclining on a pile of pillows against the headboard, while my daughter Katie (18F) laid between her mother's legs, her head resting on a pillow in her mother's lap. The two women were interlocking their fingers, and I (37M) was poised to thrust my erect manhood into my daughter's willing virgin vagina. Holding my cock, I positioned it at my daughter's vaginal entrance and rubbed the head through her vaginal fluids lubricating it. As I did, I obviously rubbed it against her clitoris and she moaned, "Please, Daddy, I'm ready." "Karl, today should be an ovulation day for her," Kate said. "Do you want Daddy to impregnate you, Katie," I asked.? "Yes, please Daddy I do." "You know what to do then," said Kate. "Okay," I said, nodding to Kate, I placed one hand on Katie's hip while holding my erection with the other eased into my little Katie until I felt resistance. I then moved the hand holding my penis to her other hip and thrust into her. As I did, she screamed out in pain while Kate held her hands. I rested for a bit, with my manhood completely inside of her, while Kate stroked her hair and soothed her. "Mum, daddy's fucking big, he's stretching me out so bloody much." "I know how big your daddy is baby. But he's not the biggest thing to ever be in my pussy." "What the fuck mum, did you shag a bloke bigger than daddy." Kate laughed, "Katie, honey, your daddy's is the biggest penis that I've ever had, but the biggest thing to ever go through my pussy was you 18 years ago." Katie laughed too but immediately complained about not making her laugh. Smiling at the banter between the two lovely ladies in bed with me, I asked, "Katie, are you ready for me to begin," "Yes, Daddy, please begin." "Take it easy on her Karl," said Kate. "I'll do my best," I said as I slowly started pumping into and out of my daughter's tight, recently deflowered pussy. As I gradually picked up the pace, as Katie started to moan, "Harder Daddy." While Kate started playing with her daughter's breasts and kissing her neck like I had done to her on so many occasions. When Katie moaned, "Deeper Daddy," I placed both of her legs over my shoulders and bent her in half. Soon, the room was filled with the sounds of my scrotum slapping wetly against Katie's young rump and her vocally building up to an immensely powerful orgasm, which she announced by saying, "Oh, God Daaaddyy I'mmm fuuucckkkingg cuummmmiinnnggg." As she did, her vaginal muscles contracted, and I could feel them milking my manhood of its creamy filling, and it was too intense to hold back. "I am too, baby girl. Take daddy's semen and get pregnant," I said as I sent rope after rope of my semen into my daughter's warm, wet, and waiting womb. I kept Katie in that position for about 10 minutes to allow for my semen to work its way into her womb. The position allowed me to lovingly kiss both Katie and Kate, with lips still coated with Katie's cum. I said, "I love the two of you so much." Which started a round of "I love yous," amongst the three of us. We made small talk, and after 10 minutes, I climbed off of Katie, and Kate and I rearranged the pillows, and we both cuddled with our daughter. We made more small talk, kissed, and caressed her. It was HER day, and both of her parents were there to sexually satisfy her. One of the things that we discussed during our post coital small talk was to move Katie into our bed. She was to keep her out of season clothes in her room, but otherwise, move in with Kate. Kate and I discussed her experimantal lesbian experiences in college, which definitely intrigued Katie. Which led to their discussions of what they were going to do, which in turn led to me becoming hard again and taking my daughter again. The second time, I lasted through three of her orgasms. Throughout the rest of the day and until mid-morning, the next Katie and I made love every 90 minutes to 2 hours. I dumped around 10 loads of semen into her, and by Christmas, she was three months pregnant. All through her pregnancy, her mother made love to her every night, and I made love to her whatever I could. Katie delivered a healthy daughter that she named Kinsley Anne on 4 July 2007. I was late getting to the hospital and wasn't present for the birth. Kate, however, was there. It was ironic, Kate had held Katie's hands as the seed was implanted into her womb and was holding her daughter's hand as her grandbaby came out. When I got there, I got to witness Katie breastfeeding our daughter. After she was done, and there was no one but family in the room, she asked, "Want to hold our daughter, Daddy?" With tears in my eyes, "I certainly do, sweetheart," I said as I leaned in to take my youngest daughter in my arms. Kate said, "You'll need this hun," as she placed a burp rag on my shoulder. I held my daughter and cried. "Why are you crying, Daddy?" "I'm crying, sweetheart, because I didn't get to do this with you. I was overseas when you were born, and the first time that I ever held you was when I came home and you were 17 months old." I felt Kate hug me from behind and whisper, "I love you, you big old softy." Katie also had tears in her eyes when she said, "I love you too, Daddy." Then she giggled. "What's so funny," I asked her, patting Kinsley's back and trying to burp her. "I was just thinking about you, mum, and I all easing Kinsley into the 'family way of life' in 18 years." "Don't get ahead of yourself, big sis," piped in Karla. "We have a 'date' with Daddy and mum in a little over a year," finished Karen. "And I have one in a little over three years," said Karsyn, who up to that point seemed the least likely to join up in our "family way of life." I smiled, knowing that I had plenty of beautiful women to love, and who in turn loved me.
LevixReader~His Saviour. by MelonCubes, literature
Literature
LevixReader~His Saviour.
You walked down the empty street, a quiet street where the drunk, thugs and the criminals roamed, normally it would be dangerous for a lone woman walking on her own but you were used to this place, you grew up in this location and as you grew, you got the respect from criminals and any people who came across you, you were once a criminal, you were a bastard child resulted in a one night stand between a noble from wall Sina and your mother, once they found out your mother was pregnant with you, your father didn't want anything to do with you, since he was a well respected man and had a reputation to maintain.
You were sent to the orphanage in
What an exhausting day for Omalicha, she stretched herself wondering if tomorrow will be worth getting up for or just stay on her bed all day. Ever since she had finished her educational career in Lagos and moved abroad, to Japan for greener pastures. She had been doing the odd job here and there, barely able to afford the ridiculously high rent for this walk-in closet her landlord called an apartment until she got hired in a game developing company called Drop Games X and moved to a larger apartment which was high costing too. Living abroad was hard but at first she liked her job and the place she was working in. But things changed, she wondered if she stayed back home would her life been better, her love for her job quickly ran out because of how distressful and how underpaying the job was. Getting out of bed everyday had become an ordeal, even the simple act of brushing her teeth in the morning siphoned the little vitality she had. At work she had no friends which made things more difficult for her, Daichi Naiporo the new head artist noticed that she was really having it hard depression and anxiety was slowly eating her up, despite that she continued to give it her all Daichi was impressed, Omalicha was intelligent, responsible and hardworking and Daichi seemed to like that about her. Daichi became fond of her he wanted to help her with everything but he feared it might cause more trouble. Every time he offered to help her out she would declined. He got along with everybody except for her, which distressed him. "Miss Ekpunobi, do you have a minute"Daichi said "As you can see I don't"Omalicha said as she stretched herself, her shirt pulled up exposing her midriff. Daichi was consciously staring at her belly and noticed that she had an OUTIE. His manhood awakened in his tight pants to the point he became uncomfortable. Omalicha didn't notice anything Daichi remained silent for moment, he gazed at her cute bellybutton which shaped like an upside down heart. Daichi smacked her belly in a playful way and told her to pull her shirt down and she did, she was embarrassed. Daichi was relieved, he had a thing for bellybuttons especially OUTIES, seeing one just like that was surprising and tempting,he might've lost his self-control and thus reveal his bellybutton fetish. Omalicha was cool she wasn't weirded out at all but she was confused and embarrassed why would the new Head Artist take an interest on her. "You see I've been working abroad for the past three years until I returned weeks ago as you know, working here is difficult and it would be nice if got to spend time with you and know you" "You...the head artist, want to know about me"she said reaching for her bag "Yes" he said "I don't have time for this maybe next time" "C'mon I know this Inn that just opened a few days ago which serves the best roasted pork we can go there and have dinner" "Like I said I don't have time and besides I don't have the money for butadon and Ryokans around here are expansive" "I'll pay for everything"he said "No thank you, I'm on a mission and guys are a destruction"she said "I'm not asking you out"he said "Oh ok"she smiled smugly "No actually I am asking you out" "No thanks, I was hurt the last time someone asked me out, I don't want to go through that again" "You're cute but I'm sorry I can't"she laughed as she walked away from him "But why" Omalicha slowly and sexily descended the stairs. Daichi's eyes were locked onto her plump rear as she walked down. Omalicha was so ethereal, her aura was something else Daichi was in awe as he watched her sway her hips left and right, she turned her head and gave Daichi a wink before disappearing down the stairs. Daichi sighed in happiness wondering about the things he could do to her and bellybutton. In the next morning still in her pajamas, Omalicha was standing in her balcony looking at commuters busy rushing up and down taking intricate patterns like ants in a nest, she then looked to her left and saw someone familiar. Daichi was there in his balcony, sitting on a chair wearing a purple gown scrolling through his phone while taking a sip of coffee. Omalicha turned her head around and acted as if she didn't see him. "Hey I was wondering when were you going to wake up"Daichi said putting his phone down "Hey I'm talking you" Omalicha kept ignoring him "Yes what do you want!"she turned around and gave him a dirty look "A "good morning" would be nice" "Please do me a favour and leave me alone" "You have questions don't you, as to why am I here"he smiled "No I don't" she pouted "Sure, I'm coming over"he said with a slight grin on his face "Heh.. what.. don't come" "Sorry I'm coming" he said a he rushed back inside. Omalicha rushed back too and locked the door. "Omalicha! come out come out"he called "What do you want" "C'mon I just want to talk to you"he chuckled "You're a creep, get lost" she said as she leaned with her back behind the door struggling to hold her laughter "Ok"he said with a frown slowly walking back as if his factory settings got reset Omalicha laughed and then unlocked the door, Daichi heard the sounds he rushed back and waited patiently on the door. "Mr Naiporo, your one interesting fellow" "I get that a lot, but I'm mad... really mad"he leaned on door frame giving Omalicha a dirty look "Why"she chuckled and shook her head lightly "You called me a creep" "I mean you sure sounded like one" "I've been called many things in past, but creep now that's going too far" "Ok ok I take it back you're not a creep,Sheesh" She said but Daichi ignored her "Ok I'm sorry" Omalicha said and Daichi smiled Both of them were silent for her while so silent that it became awkward. Daichi fidgeted with his fingers, and his eyes were darting around, Omalicha became annoyed because of the sudden silence, she could see he had something to say. "I know you have something to say, just spit it out" "I like you"he said boldly "Heh.. what how can you be so straight forward and upfront like that." She felt an unexpected warmth flooding her body and her face radiated revealing a shimmer on her forehead and on the cheeks. "You're intelligent, responsible and hardworking.. I like that". "There are thousands of women like that."she said as her cheeks glowed more "But I like you" "I know you don't mean what you're saying it's all tatemae".she folded her arms and looked away "No I'm being honest".he said "I'm too blunt you know, well that's what people say, I'm sure when you get to know me you won't like that." "I don't see the problem with that". he said "Well a lot people don't think so, especially Ken he thinks I'm too blunt I have to tone it down. It's exhausting to keep this tatemae, I always feel like I'm walking on eggshells because I can't use tatemae, and it's hard to tell if somebody is being genuine or not". she said "I understand, I've been living in Ireland for the last three years and people there were blunt and brutally honest, at first I felt like my coworkers were rude maybe is because I was used to a lot of tatemae but as time went on I began to appreciate it because it showed me that they trusted that I can handle honesty. I always thought you couldn't be polite without telling lies but they proved me wrong". Daichi said "At least you can understand it". "It's still hard, insincerity is toxic I'd prefer someone to be honest even if it hurts me". he said "I've been living here for months and I just found out about tatemae weeks ago, I thought it was something that everyone and everywhere does it's just that people in Japan have a name for it but I was just wrong, it was embedded in the Japanese culture. To be honest, that made me second guess everything someone tells me. When I started working here Ken would take out me for lunch and help me with everything but he started ignoring me,for months I wondered about this, then I found out that he was obliged to take me out and everything, what he said about "looking forward to being buddies" was just tatemae". That messed me up but I'm glad that he apologized". "That must've slowly dismantled the fairytale fantasy you had about Japan". he said with a smug. "Yes"she laughed "I guess we shouldn't romantisize anything, anyways won't you be going to work." "Yes, I'm just going to relax and stay in the bed all day." She stretched herself "Why, Ken is going to fire you." "At this point I don't care, I'm just exhausted I need some me time, I asked for a personal date and Ken denied me one and I never ask for anything, I work my ass off and for what, the peanuts that I get?, I just can't anymore my wellbeing comes first and jobs are replaceable." "I guess that makes the two of us, Ken will be pissed, but I don't care It's a Friday and I want to have some fun, wanna join me" "Nah thanks and you haven't explained to me about you living here now" "Oh yeah I moved here last night, and I'm the landlord's son" "I can see where you got it from, your mom is quite the women, she's very persuasive she can't take no for answer" "I sorry about that, she was a saleswoman before starting a real estate company." Daichi moved closer Omalicha took a step back"Don't be, anyways see you on Monday" "C'mon"Daichi smiled at Omalicha, from where he had been standing."This is my honne, I like you and I saw your bellybutton yesterday , it's sexy and know you think this is weird but that's how I feel." Daichi went on about his feelings while she stood there, her body flared as if she was the Human Torch. She couldn't take anymore she excused herself, covering her blushing face, ran inside. She locked herself in her room, breathing heavily she asked herself why she felt this way. She hasn't been overwhelmed with such feelings in ages, she had the same intense feeling when she was little playing the New Super Mario Wii game running away from King Bill while listening to Young Girl A. It was so intese that she started sweating. After a while Omalicha came out and gave Daichi a wicked grin. And then both of them exchanged evil grins before bursting into laughter. Omalicha thought it was her personal day maybe she should give what the body needs. "Here it is, but I don't think it's sexy"she said showing Daichi her bellybutton "No it's sexy can I lick it"he asked moving in front of her and squatted "No, bellybuttons are inherently unhygienic"she nuzzled her nose "So let's clean it"he picked her up by her ass, and her bosom pressed against his chest, he took a whiff and Omalicha smelled like rainbows he thought,her pleasant smell drived him crazy. Daichi took her to her room and layed her on the bed and cushioned her head with a pillow. Omalicha buried her face in her hands embarrassed, she had never showed her bellybutton to any guy let alone allowing a guy to clean it, it was hideous she thought. On the other hand Daichi was having a blast as he jammed up to Tiny Little Adiantum looking for the q tips in the drawers. "Daichi" "Yes" "You meant what you said, right?" "About what?"he asked "About my bellybutton, you said it was sexy" "Yes it is, don't worry ever since I met you I've never used tatemae, and I'll try to keep it that way" "Oh ok" she said "I've found them!"he said with excitement after reaching for the q tips container "So Daichi what's so arousing about bellybuttons" she asked He took his time and gulped"I believe in this world of sexuality nearly anything is possible. Almost anything can be sexually arousing to someone, somewhere. Humans happen to be complex creatures, and our ability to use imaginations never fails to astonish. So we shouldn't belittle anyone for their kinks and fetishes." "And yes, bellybuttons are arousing too, personally I just like how they look and how they feel when you play with them or torture them. Some people can't reach the climax if they don't get their bellybutton played with or tortured. Believe it or not many people can get an orgasm from playing with their bellybutton, it's so pleasurable that you can literally cum." "Interesting, but mine is sensitive not in a pleasurable way, I once accidentally flicked my bellybutton with a rubber band, it hurt so bad that I couldn't wear anything over for hours" "That can happen,but I promise I'll be gentle and if you feel any discomfort don't hesitate to tell me"he said reaching the q tip "Ok" She stared and bit her lip. She knew what was coming, without warning Daichi sticked the q tip by the bottom bumpy crevice where the heart shape started. Omalicha let out a squeal "Eeeeeeeepppppp" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"he blushed as she curled up her toes and became stiff "Go.. go head, it didn't hurt my bellybutton is just unbearably sensitive" "Oh ok, I'll be even more gentle."he wiped the sweat on his fore head Daichi traced through the folds with the q tip, Omalicha let out a "Mmmmm" signalling she was enjoying it as the q tip picked up all the gunk inside. She closed her eyes savoring the moment as Daichi gave it more strength swirling through the folds,it was so satisfying. After a couple of swirls Daichi disposed the q tip and then stretched the folds to see if there was any gunk left. "It's clean"he sighed with delight "So what now"she asked. Daichi got on top of her and unbuttoned her top pajama,her belly was fully exposed now. "This makes me feel naughty in all kinds of waty"he confessed swirling his finger around her bellybutton. She chortled in embarrassment, she moved her head to the side and shut her eyes preparing for what's to come. "Get on with it" she said shyly "Shhhhh! I'm going to melt your mind and body with pleasure, just like you want me too"he whispered to her ear. She didn't know when it was coming but her senses were now hyper alert. Without warning Daichi darted his tongue back and forth between the thick folds with lightning quickness. Omalicha let out a howling laughter "WUUUUUUU HUUUU HUUUHU HUUUU HUUUHU HUUUU". Omalicha began to struggle moving her legs restlessy on the sheets, she tried rolling away but Daichi grabbed her by the hips and hold her in good position. She let out a piercing scream "DAICHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII" but he ignored her he continued mercilessly darting his tongue like a spear with more quickness. "DAICHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII" she screamed. Daichi filled every crevice with his saliva, and tasted the insides while she began sweating heavily. He changed his motion with the tip of his tongue he started wiggling the tip of her bellybutton which sent her to hysterics. She was laughing like crazy moving her arms up and down. "HAHAHAHA HAAHAAA HAAA", Daichi kept going she moved her head side ways to the point he was struggling to hold her down as she thrusted her body up, Daichi was sweating but his excitement was high he kept attacking her bellybutton with his tongue. She was on beast mode she kept throwing her hands furiously nearly hitting Daich on the face. Daichi paused "Woahhh I'm scaroused"Daichi panted between words and took a huge breath before wiping the sweat on his face which was now red "Scaroused, haha is that even a word" she said panting "Yes, you were moving violently" "What was I supposed to do my bellybutton is very sensitive, My body just moved on it's own I couldn't do anything besides that" "Interesting, what other situations does your body move on it's own" he asked with a devilish grin "I don't know"she covered her face "Ok but do you want to continue with this" "Yessss"she whispered urgently "Ok, but I have do this" Daichi got up and went to his apartment and a few moments later he returned with a box full of sex toys,whips, feathers,ropes and other torture devices. Omalicha had closed her eyes waiting patiently for him to continue, she was feeling unbearably hot so she decided to remove her pajamas. Daichi watched in awe as she striped her clothes, he was excited because this was going to make things easier for him to reach her sensitive spots. Daichi smiled and told her that as he promised he was going to make her mind and body melt with pleasure. And finally she was in her white panties, she watched as he tied the rope on the ceiling ,at first she was skeptical of all of this but the idea of being tied up tickled and tortured simply turned her on, like eyes watering, struggling to breathe, wanting to crawl out of her skin because she will be experiencing such intense discomfort from tickling and torture. After tying the rope to the ceiling he asked her if she wanted to continue with it or not, she might regret it later but she ignored him "I'm all yours" she said sensually and cuffed herself and then crawled to him, "oh well let's do this" he said tying the rope tightly on the cuff's chain. "Let's begin" he said, Daichi brought her closer to him, without hesitation he placed his mouth on her bellybutton and gave it a good suck, eliciting a loud moan from Omalicha, she felt her bellybutton unfold inside Daichi's mouth, she felt like her vitality was being siphoned away through her bellybutton as it grew in size in his mouth. Daichi strengthened the suction until her umbilical flesh was inside his mouth, he nearly choked because of this. Daichi released her bellybutton from his mouth and allowed her take a glance of her bellybutton which was completely out, Omalicha marveled at it's size and how nice and sore it felt. Without warning Daichi reached for her bellybutton scraped the tip of the soft umbilical flesh, she tried to fight the irresistible urge squirm but she couldn't, she let out a loud moan and began to squirm spasmodically, the sensations were just too much for her mortal body. She was tied up she couldn't do anything, her vulnerable protruding umbilical flesh was just out there to be tortured mercilessly. Daichi grabbed on it and yanked it outwards, she let out another high pitched scream struggling furiously at her bonds. Her head thrusted from side to side, she was soaked in her sweat she couldn't take it but Daichi hadn't started yet. He pulled out a feather with stiff veins and fluffy veins,he dabbed her bellybutton Omalicha gritted her teeth. "Oh you think you're tough" he said, Daichi dabbed her bellybutton she began to squirm he did it again and again and then he changed motion he traced her naked belly back and forth, she strained her belly and her bellybutton seemed to jutt out more. "Interesting, your bellybutton and your body want more, better give it what it wants"he said with a grin from ear to ear "I think I had enough"she said panting "No you don't, your body wants more"he said Daichi unhooked her bra and exposed her tities, he didn't waste any time he moved the feather along her shoulders, to her chest down to her cleavage and with lightning quickness he swept under the tits, she was filled with ecstasy she began to giggle like a little girl. And without warning Daichi's hands shot out and fluttered two little downy feathers behind Omalicha's ears, she sputtered and giggled involuntarily. "HEEEEEEE HEEEEEE HEEEEEEE STOOOO HOOO HOOOP" Daichi kept attacking her highly sensitised body, more waves of pleasure bashed her internally as he kept going. Daichi went back and tickled her bellybutton more and more waves of pleasure exploded she let out a slutty, muffled moan against her will, her first orgasm rocked her body, her thighs were throbbing. Daichi paused and asked her if she liked it she shyly looked elsewhere and nodded yes. Still tied to the ceiling, Daichi moved closer, he saw the wet spot on her pantie, he attacked her poor bellybutton which was now irritated, he took out a brush stroked her bellybutton up and down Omalicha tried to twist away from the brush, but there was no way she was tied and bound by him and her helpless bellybutton couldn't evade her tickler. Daichi's excitement hadn't peaked yet he kept going mercilessly, tear filled, swollen eyes, Omalicha let out another howling laughter."WOOOOOOO HOOOOOOO HOOOOOO HOO". Daichi changed the pacing to intense, Omalicha lost all control, contorting her body, tossing her head back and forth in a loud fit of squeals. With all her might she screamed "PLEASEEEEEE STOOOOOPP" "Sorry I don't understand Engrish"he said with a Japanese accent "YAMETEEEE" "Huh" "YAMATE KUDASAIIIIIIIII" "NANI?"He burst out laughing This gaijin was something else he thought. Her orgasm had subsided but he wanted to tease her more, Daichi launched his lips on her bellybutton and sucked her bellybutton, she felt a combination of shame, disgust, and fear along with a perverse tingle of excitement as he kept sucking. This was so good that she had forgotten about her problems, Daichi seemed to be draining all her pain and suffering. She shrieked as he used all his might and strengthened the suction, she was in Dreamland. But that savage beast bit her bellybutton, she wailed uncontrollably her eyes opened wide with horror, she couldn't take it! it was excruciating she convulsed with unparalleled vigor. Daichi then released her inflamed bellybutton her eyes still widened in horror, he uncuffed her she dropped on the bed tired, panting swallowing hard, she just lied there twitching while her bellybutton stuck out. Daichi watched in awe. "What a sight"he said Like a gentleman, he picked her up and took her to his apartment and left her rest there. He came back to her apartment and tidied everything and even washed the sheets. Hours later she woke up and found herself down to her birthday suit in his room, she was embarrassed and scared she got up and went to the kitchen. She found him cooking, whatever he was cooking sure smelled good and familiar. He asked her to see what he was cooking, she refused and said she needs to take a shower before that. He walked across the room to her and when he got there he took a whiff of her scent. His force awakened. "That's one of the most feminine thing I've ever smelled"he remarked "Heh, what do you mean" she blushed "Oh nothing, you see I'm cooking something I'm sure you're gonna like it, well it's sorta like a fusion, a blend between two dishes to make a new one, come and see" he grabbed her hand and took her to the stove "You're cooking jollof rice"she gleamed with excitement "Sorta, I'm making butadon, using jollof rice as the base I know it's a complete dish but I'm going to top it with sweet grilled pork loins and make the perfect rice bowl dish"he said "That's sounds delicious" "Wanna join me?" "Yes"she said shyly "But first I need to take a shower"she said "Sure, you can take it here if you want" "No thank you" "Oh ok, but are you going to go outside like that, I know it's dark but I don't want anyone to see my lady like that" like a child he pouted and took off his white shirt "Your lady?"she giggled "Yes"he said buttoning the shirt "Oh ok"she covered her blushing face With that she went to her apartment and took a shower and then returned later. When she got there she was greeted with the delicious smell that filled the entire apartment. She took a single step and Daichi quickly picked her up and took her to the table. "I don't want you to walk for today" "This is ridiculous"she giggled "But why" "Tomorrow I want to tickle those beautiful toes of yours not to forget the soles too" "No!, I've had enough of torture maybe you should be the one that has to be tortured" "I'm ok with that"he said "And your bellybutton, you haven't shown me" "I don't have a problem with that either, you'll see it but mine is not as interesting as yours, yours is the kind of bellybutton I imagined a succubus would"he said "Oh ok" "So what about an Incubus , what kind of bellybutton you thing they can have?" "Well I don't know maybe oval shaped innies"he said "That's boring I think the ones that are shaped like swirls would be perfect"she said "Maybe, let's eat before the food gets cold" "Yeah" They spent the night together, playing Tekken 8 and conversing. Daichi enjoyed her company he has never brought a girl to his apartment before. That night was really special for him, they both fell asleep on the couch. In the morning Daichi woke up and found Omalicha resting her head on his chest, he panicked at first and later calmed down he didn't want to wake her up. He layed her head on a pillow and sneaked out, he went to the bathroom and took a leak before going to the kitchen. Omalicha woke up. "Where am I"she yawned between words "You're awake, good" "We spent the the night together"her eyebrows raised "Yes but nothing happened"he said "I'm glad" "Wanna join me for breakfast"he asked "Tell me, why are you doing this, why have you been nice to me, do you have an agenda" "No, why would I" "You see nice guys are nice until they get something they want, that scares me. Just be honest" "What's with this, showing a benevolent gesture makes me sus, aren't we dating" "But" "But what, didn't I promise you that I'll be honest with everything as much as I can,and yes I want to fuck you but that's not the point, and I hate this "nice guy" label you're giving me, I'd say I'm a good guy. Don't worry I don't have any ulterior motives." "Ok"she ran across the room and gave him a hug"promise me" she said "Yeah, so do you want to join me for breakfast"he said, she smiled eagerly and said "yes". Daichi gave her a passionate smooch. After having their breakfast, Daichi asked her if she ever traveled to Hokkaido, expectedly she said no. Daichi wanted to take a trip with her to Asahikawa, she refused she said she doesn't have enough money for a trip like that, she could only afford spending money around here in Tokyo. Daichi told her not to worry he had covered everything and bought two flights to Hokkaido. She expressed that she doesn't deserve something like that, but Daichi ended up convincing her he pointed out that they both needed a gateway to release these negative emotions. They've been depriving themselves with joy for a long time. In the next hour they got ready and took a flight to Hokkaido. When they got there they sent their luggage to a Ryokan Daichi had booked, it was a bit cold but they were still going to have fun. First they stopped at Asahiyama Zoo, it was busier than usual but they managed to spend some time with the penguins and took a couple of pictures. After that they visited Zerubu Hills but because it getting more cold they didn't spend much time there they went to a restaurant that serves Ainu food. Daichi decided to take her to the Kawamura Kaneto Ainu Memorial Hall which was Hokkaido's oldest museum of Ainu culture, it was opened by Kawamura Kaneto, it's exhibit contained approximately five hundred artifacts of Ainu lifestyle and clothing. This was special for Daichi because he was Ainu, he revealed that on his father's side they're Ainu and his Ainu name is Ekashiba which he was given by his grandma. Omalicha was surprised, she looked up what Ekashiba meant, she found out that it means "someone who can do great things". They returned to the Inn because it was getting colder. When they got inside their room Omalicha pushed Daichi to the bed, she gave him a seductive look and then took off her clothes. Daichi watched her as she sexily did that. Omalicha was now in her pink bra and panty, she asked him to take off his clothes but he hesitated. "Down to your birthday suit"she said seductively "No I don't think we can do this today, it's cold" "C'mon, you want to be tortured, right" "Yeah, but.." "But what, this is something you wanted all along. Don't worry about the cold, our bodies will heat up soon but only if you go inside me" "Ok let's do this" "How are we going to do it if you're still on your clothes" "Ok fine" Daichi off his clothes but he was being slow, Omalicha helped him with it. Daichi was now on his grey LMAO undies. "Oh my gosh that is so cuteeeee"her voice squeaked upon seeing his bellybutton. His bellybutton was a swirl, it wasn't a perfect swirl but it was meaty and cute. His bellybutton complimented his fine abs and the happy trail really did it for Omalicha. His bellybutton was a little red Daichi rubbed it, she watched in awe as he did that. Daichi was embarrassed, he thought she was just messing with him but she was serious his bellybutton was cute she couldn't take her eyes off of it, it was hypnotic. Omalicha asked him again if he wanted to be tortured, he crazily nodded. Daichi got on top of the bed and waiting for her, Omalicha had brought ropes to tie him up, I mean it was only fair since he tied yesterday. She spread his legs and arms and tied them to the bed tightly,and then she cushioned his head with a pillow. She leaped on top of him she lowered her head and gave him a smooch before running her magical hands across his chest. She flicked his right nipple and stroked the left one eliciting a light grunt from. She did this several times until he began to laugh while his breath quickened. Omalicha wanted to make him laugh even more he fought an irresistible urge to squirm but he gave in and tossed his head left and right as she scribbled her naughty fingers under his armpits. He hollered like a hyena as she tickled his heightened armpits, he continuously squirmed he couldn't run away from her hands as she was on top of him, and the ropes were tightly fastened. The room temperature rose because of their heating bodies, his face was now red Omalicha turned around and attacked his soles, she scrabbled her fingers up and down his soles tickling vigorously throughout,he curled his toes it was too much he couldn't take it anymore. He let out a howling laughter sweating, his laughter was encouraging her she went on mercilessly, Daichi began to thrust his body up she didn't give him any chance to breathe at all she tickled his soles for ten minutes it got to the point that he stopped squirming but he twitched a little, his body was like shutting it's senses down. Omalicha was tired of using her fingers she took a fluffy feather and stroked his soles and moved around and between the toes and once again he collapsed in paroxysms of laughter. He tried to wiggle one of his foot away but she held it down and used her body weight to keep his leg in place she tickled his highly sensitized feet, he was laughing hard as if he had a gelastic seizure his cute face was now crimson, she was exhausted from all the tickling she stopped. Omalicha lied on his sweaty chest taking fast short breaths until she gained composure, Daichi was exhausted too he shut his eyes and stayed still. They lied there for minutes, Omalicha could feel his heart beat slowing down back to normal. Omalicha got up and reached for the cotton buds. "I'm sorry I have to do this"she licked her lips lustfully And suddenly she sticked the cotton bud and expertly swirled through the folds of his bellybutton, surprisingly it didn't evoke any emotion. She sat there disappointed. Daichi realised that and laughed he told her that earlier he tortured his bellybutton when she wasn't watching, he claimed that it was numb. Omalicha was angry she felt cheated on but all hope wasn't lost. "Your bellybutton is numb, right?"she asked "Obviously"he said struggling to hold back his laughter "You're going to regret it"she stared him wickedly "Sure"he laughed "I'll pop it out and bite it so hard that you'll cry and beg me to stop, you shouldn't have tortured it without me". She said with a slight grin on her face "No no no no no no don't do that, I'm going to die". "No you won't, you bit mine yesterday it was painful and yet it felt good, I want to share that feeling with you. Think of me as a succubus I only want to bless you with pleasure". "You can't"he said "What's going to stop me mmmh?"she laughed wickedly "No, you can't"his eyes were filled with horror,his breath sped up "Watch me" Omalicha launched her lips on his bellybutton and began to suck it out. Daichi felt it unfolds inside her mouth, she kept sucking and until she filled her mouth with his bellybutton. Daichi arched his back as she impaled his bellybutton with her tongue she stroked it up and down and his breath sped up more. Daichi expected pain but he was surprised to feel a growing excitement as he looked down and saw her sunken cheeks from sucking his bellybutton. She was doing sorcery on his bellybutton, he sighed pleasantly and looked up. Omalicha kept sucking it until he was fully in a trance of ecstasy. Her jaw was aching from the effort as her tongue lashed back and forth she wanted to end this, without warning she bit his bellybutton eliciting loud grunt from him. He was horrified and confused. "I got you where I wanted"she giggled and went for another bite Daichi arched his back and began to shake with unparalleled vigor. Omalicha buried her face and gave it another bite and then watched him squirm as tears filled his eyes. She wasn't done yet she took a crocodile clamp and place it on his bellybutton, Daichi let out a bull's moan. Omalicha was SCARAOUSED she watched him struggle writhing on the bed. And suddenly Daichi managed to free his right hand and with lighting quickness he reached for her bellybutton and squeezed it, Omalicha begged and cried. His force awakened because of her cries he told her to untie him if she wanted him to stop and she did quickly. Both of them felt unbearably hot they took off their undies, they were now naked. Omalicha leaped onto him, they started smooching and kissing, Daichi reached for one of her boobie he squeezed it to his heart’s content while she lustfully moaned rubbing his stiff throbbing cock. Daichi flipped her over he was on his knees he mounted her legs onto his shoulders while she guided his dick to her pussy. Daichi grabbed her hips grinding her crotch against his, finally he was inside. He started with long slow strokes making sure she was comfortable and then he sped up the pace she began to moan softly. He kept the pace consistent but her moans increased, her moans were encouraging him to pump faster, and then he grabbed her by the waist firmly and rocked her crotch against his dick she sighed pleasantly as he worked, encouraging him onwards. "OOOOHHHHH OOOHHHHH OOOHHHHH" Her moans intensified, Daichi saw her inflamed protruding bellybutton and pressed it like a switch. She tossed her head sides ways savagely, she orgasmed. Daichi kept ramming her pussy simultaneously fondling with her bellybutton, she was moaning crazily. Her bellybutton seemed to be a switch that needed to be messed with. A wave of warmth from his crotch area coursed through his body and he busted it was just too good, the warm juices inside felt good. Daichi pulled out his cock and flipped her around she was on her knees, he reached her protruding bellybutton from behind and squeezed it. With frantic squeals she begged him to stop. He squeezed her bellybutton meat she sobbed begging him again and again, it was more than she could take she was on fire from the waist down. She looked over her shoulder, her back arched as her hair clung to her face sobbing. "You're gonna pay"she sniffled and reached for his bellybutton and pulled it. Daichi clenched his teeth trying hard not to give in. Omalicha sniffled and giggled, she thought he was being selfish for not moaning, she wanted him to equally participate on moaning. She grabbed his bellybutton again and pulled it every direction, finally Daichi let out a moan. Omalicha looked at him still flushed and panting from the bellybutton torture somehow she knew where he'd be most sensitive right now, she giggled. Her giggles were cut off by a beastly moan, as her body responded to the rapidly pounding cock stretching her wide. She was caught off guard but this was good for Daichi he punished her pussy, before she knew it, another orgasm slammed into her, fuzzing her mind as she muttered "Ekashiba Ekashiba Ekashibaaaaaaaa". "Zawarudo wourdn't know how zis is gorzen"He said with a Japanese accent "Golden? Is it that good" she asked panting between words. Daichi nodded urgently in affirmation. Daichi reached for her bellybutton again and gave it a squeeze while pounding her more. Omalicha grunted and moaned with each exhalation Ya boy wasn't playing around. Daichi was thrilled hearing her moans intensifying each thrust, Daichi grinned and said "They don't call me Ekashiba for nothing". He kept fucking her like that until he busted again, he pulled out and she immediately collapsed on the bed and Daichi lied beside her panting, they lied there for while until they gained composure. Omalicha rolled over to Daichi and gave him a kiss and said that he gave her a wonderful time. Daichi told her that he had a great time too. Omalicha got up and told Daichi that she was going to get a shower and then relax in the onsen if he wanted should he follow her, Daichi smiled and headed to the shower with her. Daichi sat on the Hinoki stool and switched the shower valve and scrubbed his head while Omalicha applied Pelican For Back Medicated Soap on her boobs until there were bubbles covering her bosom. "What are you doing"he asked "Isn't it obvious I'm washing your back"she said pressing her boobs on his back and swirled around them around "Be sure to change position and strength when you press your boobs into me" he said "Move them left and right and in circles not just up and down"he continued "Ooo that makes me feel good"she said After their shower, Omalicha soaked into the private open-air onsen/Rotenburo it felt wonderful while she listened to Clairvoyant by MISOGI, she looked up to the stars and the sky for a moment and then snow began to fall. Omalicha watched one glittering snowflake land on the back of her hand, it was followed by another one. She was able to see each unique pattern these small wonders possessed, she was filled with joy she always thought every snowflake looked the same maybe the reason was that she always looked snowflakes from a distance. Daichi had wrapped himself with a blanket, a cold wind kissed against his flushed red cheeks, he exhaled sharply hesitating to join Omalicha. She called for him and he told her to wait because he wanted to pop out his bellybutton before soaking in. "Uhh"he grunted after popping out his sore bellybutton, and then took off his blue pants and joined her Omalicha was excited they smooched and kissed in the water, Omalicha noted that her bellybutton wasn't sore anymore, did the hot spring heal it up?. Daichi explained that when soaking in a hot spring the body blocks the pain receptors that's why she doesn't feel any pain. Omalicha was relieved from the fatigue and pain, and her bellybutton was popped out it felt like it was always out. And a film formed on her skin resulting to a slightly tacky feeling after her bath, the onsen was great she would love to do this again. After the hot bath they tried the Japanese cold milk with onsen tamago eggs, Omalicha took a sip of furutsu gyuunyuu (fruit milk) while Daichi sipped koohii gyuunyuu (coffee milk) and conversed until midnight and then they had a restful sleep. Both of them weren't planning on losing their virginity but it happened, their love blossomed because of that, Omalicha was glad to have someone like Daichi by her side.
saw this in my dreams last night... A fun day at the theme park; hand in hand her boyfriend and herself were having a blast. Their relationship has been a long lasting one with no end in site through thick and thin. Together they had been on several rides already throughout the day and eager for more. Excitedly they both stood in line for their next fun filled rushed. Both watching the theme park ride run its course with smiles on their faces eager with anticipation. The ride appears to move very fast whirling on its track. With little warning the ride looses control, pieces of long structural pipe coming apart. She dives to the ground as the pipe comes to a stop nearly crushing her head. Adrenalin rushing she squirms out from under the entanglement of what was once a ride. Her boyfriend helps pull her out; both great full and shocked to be ok. Together they hurry to check other riders. She pulls a small boy out of his seat on the ride gently laying him flat on the ground. The boy is so pale she gasps. Her boyfriend joins her crouching over the young boy while everyone around them continues about their own chaos. She rubs the young child's chest to help restore blood flow to his heart. The child's vacant eyes stare up at the sky while his mouth gaped open. She was positive he would die but kept stimulating his blood flow; she couldn't give up on him. The child began to regain some color, she hurriedly looked around her for his parents but no one came their way. She looks back down at him his facial expression unchanged but skin becoming red. Unsure of what was going on her boyfriend and her watched in shock as the boy became more red. The child seemed to slowly shrink bringing great alarm to them both whom could only watch the horror unfold. She screamed for this child's parents for help no one stepped forward. She grabbed the very small boy in her arms uncertain of her next move. Before her eyes he regressed into what looked like a fetus, no longer resembling the previous shape of the boy she once held in her arms. Terrified her boyfriend and her began to run to the front of the amusement park. In her cupped hands she watched as pinkish red parts began forming a cord and placenta connecting to the fetus. At that point the fetus was now complete and began to slowly move. Her boyfriend and her stopped and stared into her cupped hands. Her boyfriend looked into her face and said we can't let him die. She nodded in agreement knowing a fetus can't survive outside the body. Her boyfriend took a step back and pointed to a bathroom. He then turned and sat at a picnic table. She momentarily watched his actions before running to the bathroom. They had been together so long their actions were alike. Her eyes adjusted to the lower light as she ran to the last and largest stall. Odd since she knew she was in a rush and always chose the first stalls. The bathroom was quiet and empty. She kept the slowly moving fetus in one hand as she pulled down her pants with her other. Using her fingers she separated her vaginal lips to expose a better opening of her vaginal canal. She brought her cupped hand close to her now exposed vaginal opening and the fetus immediately slithered up into her cervix. She was surprised by the amount of force this tiny human was able to make on its way inside of her. The noise it made in doing so stuck in her mind a soft sort of wet almost slurp. She could feel the fetus travel up and through her cervix, what she could only explain like a soft toy slimy hand would feel being pulled into her uterus string and all. She stood motionless in her surprised state; fingers still holding her vaginal lips. This was certainly not what she was expecting to happen, but then again she didn't know what she was going to do in the first place. This was all a very strange encounter and yet her actions and thoughts were driven by another force as that it was natural. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror through the door crack still motionless and dumbfounded. She felt a small pressure as the fetus positioned itself comfortably inside her womb. She released her her fingers standing up straight and readjusting her pants. She pushed the bathroom stall door open and stared at herself in the mirror one hand running over her now occupied womb. She didn't know what would happen now: would her belly begin to grow? Would this be a normal pregnancy? What about this boys poor parents they would never find their child again. She felt lost with these racing thoughts. The only comfort was knowing her boyfriend was waiting just outside those doors for her in full support. She also felt great comfort in knowing this boy wasn't dead and she had saved him. She blinked after what seemed like an eternity of standing there, turned and walked out to join her boyfriend. As she stepped out into the light he stood up from the bench he sat at and came to her side. Silently he also ran his large warm hand over her expecting womb. He took her hand and looked into her eyes caringly, neither of them speaking for neither knew what to say. She knew he had the same rushing thoughts as her and came to the same conclusion. Silently they slowly began to walk the park together still in shock.
Master of Ravens
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My little brother is nine years old the first time I decide to kill him.
During the night, snow fell over the jagged wreckage of our land. In the morning I realize he will follow me outside if I call to him. Like an awkward-limbed colt he'll stumble through the snowdrifts, and I can leave him to the ice and wind in the shadow of a three-walled building. No one will see me. Our father will think he has gotten lost on his own. I too will cry when they find his body. When the mourning is done, however, I will be my father's true and only son. 'Cam,' he will call to me, and I'll kneel down before him.
My father. Master of