Another hectic night at the Beika Hyde, the bar filled with boys guzzling Rolling Rock and the restaurant finally clearing out after a busy dinner rush. Shiho blew a strand of her auburnish blonde hair off her forehead and sidled behind the bar. She didn't have an order to fill but Rena was tending bar tonight and that was all the excuse she needed. She watched the tall, dark-haired girl fill a pitcher with Bud and tried to look nonchalant. "Busy night."
"Same as always," Rena said without looking back. The two girls wore the same informal uniform-white oxford shirt, blue rep tie, black miniskirt, black flats. They were both very pretty, so pretty they had to constantly rebuff the drunken advances of their customers, but they were, in appearance, total opposites-Shiho a petite blonde with deep blue eyes and a peaches-and-cream complexion, Rena a tall, tan brunette with long, long legs.
But they had much more in common than good looks, Shiho thought, barely concealing a giddy smile.
No one was looking, so she dared. She stepped close behind Rena, pretending to reach for an empty pitcher, and put her hand on Rena's ass. She gave the warm, firm flesh a squeeze. "Still coming over tonight?"
Rena didn't answer for a long second, but then she turned and smiled, her white teeth brilliant in the low light. "Of course, Sherry."
Shiho floated back to the restaurant side, walking on air, happier that she knew was possible. It was three weeks since that night when Rena invited herself to Shiho's apartment after work, the two girls sharing a bottle of Merlot and secrets about each others disappointing love lives.
[I researched on Merlot: Its a blend of Kir and Sherry]
Shiho was only 21 but she'd been with quite a few boys, and she never felt sexually aroused with any-of 'em to give her body away. She never found the right candidate, yet. She told Rena this and her friend said, "You need to find someone who appreciates how special you are." There was an awkward silence, Shiho filled her wineglass and set the bottle on the coffee table, hoping Rena would say something to ease the tension, but when she turned Rena's face was right there, inches away, her lips so close Shiho couldn't help but lean forward and touch them with her own.
They made love all night long, Rena taking the lead, obviously not the first time she'd been with a woman. She was only five years older than Shiho but Shiho thought of her tall, sexy friend as so much more mature, more sophisticated. Rena was a man killer, dating boys by the dozen, breaking their hearts with a toss of her long black hair. Shiho thought she could never be so strong, so confident. She didn't even know she was in love with Rena until that first kiss.
Shiho's nipples tingled as she remembered how it felt when Rena's lipsticked lips closed around them, suckled them into stiff knots, and then how she kissed and licked her way down Shiho's curvy body until she buried her tongue between Shiho's legs and made her moan and writhe and beg for mercy. After she came a third time Rena lifted her head from Shiho's pussy and said, "I love licking you, Sherry." That was her nickname now, and she loved it.
"Who needs boys?" was their inside joke, the one they told after they made love. Who needs boys who think shouting "Boo-ya!" during a basketball game counts as witty conversation, who think wearing a baseball back backwards qualifies as high fashion, who think sticking you a dozen times with their stubby cocks passes for lovemaking?
She sashayed around the low wooden partition that separated the bar and restaurant and that's when she saw him, settling into a high-backed wooden chair at Table 7. Shiho stopped in her tracks. He was one of the Sexiest men she'd ever seen. He was tall, six-foot at least, and girthy as an NFL nose tackle. He Shihod his weight in his chest and thighs, not his gut. She edged around to the side, to get a look at him in profile. He wore sandals, loose black trousers, and a black linen button-down shirt. He was strong but the casual clothes hung on him as though they were tailor-made.
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His spiky hair were remarkable,. He was about 22 years and quite handsome, with cobalt blue eyes and angled eyebrows that gave his face an expression of intense concentration. His lips were full and sensuous, and pursed gently as he waited patiently for Shiho to make her appearance.
"Hi, welcome to the Beika Hyde," she said, setting a menu before the immense man. "Can I get you something to drink? Our special tonight is bottles of Rolling Rock for two dollars."
The man's dark eyes slowly moved up her body, taking his time, seeming to memorize her figure before they finally fixed on her eyes with a penetrating gaze. "My dear, do you have Chardonnay?
She swallowed and nodded, their eyes still locked. "Sure do."
"I would like a pitcher, then."
"A whole pitcher?"
The corners of his mouth rose a quarter-inch. "Please."
She backed away, unable to look away, until she knocked over a chair and broke the spell with the crash. She straightened the chair with shaking hands. She thought she felt his eyes on her, his gaze burning into her back, but when she tucked her chin against her shoulder and snuck a peek back at him she saw him placidly perusing the menu. She went to the half-counter where waitresses on the restaurant side placed their drink orders and Rena said, "What's wrong, honey?"
"Nothing. Just...see that man over there, at table 7?"
Rena looked over Shiho's shoulder, and her dark brows rose. "Wow. Did he say something to you?"
"No, it was just the way he looked at me. It wasn't scary, just...really intense."
"He looks like Japanese version of Christian Bale." Rena was staring at him now, the man oblivious to the two girls brazenly scoping him out. "He's...compelling." She continued to stare and Shiho felt the first tinglings of jealousy stirring within her. But she wasn't sure if she was jealous toward Rena or her mysterious customer. She was confused. For the past three weeks she was convinced she was a lesbian, thrilled that she at last understood her sexuality. But this man disturbed her. He was stiff and strong and smart and when she looked at him she got butterflies.
"I need a pitcher of Chardonnay," she reminded Rena.
"Oh, sure." She filled the pitcher with dark amber beer and handed it to Shiho without looking at her. She only had eyes for the man at table 7.
Shiho set the pitcher on the table and poured a frothy pint. He closed his eyes as he took a long, deep drink. "Ambrosia," he sighed. He opened his dark eyes and smiled up at her. "Thank you, Strawberry." He referred her by her hair color. That sounded like Sherry what her lesbian lover Rena addresses her.
[In ancient Greek mythology, ambrosia(Greek: ἀμβροσία) is sometimes the food or drink of the Greek gods (or demigods), often depicted as conferring ageless immortality upon whoever consumed it. It was brought to the gods in Olympus by doves, so it may have been thought of in the Homeric tradition as a kind of divine exhalation of the Earth.
Ambrosiais sometimes depicted in ancient art as distributed by a nymph labeled with that name.[3] In the myth of Lycurgus, an opponent to the wine god Dionysus, violence committed against Ambrosia turns her into a grapevine.]
A flight of bumblebees took wing inside her tummy. She felt like was his flirt. Her face flushed red-hot. "What can I get you tonight?"
"I understand you have outstanding chicken wings," he rumbled.
"Best in the city."
"Excellent. I'll have 10."
She kept her smile frozen in place. "Um, they're pretty big."
His smile was warm and broad. "So is my appetite."
She giggled. He continued, "After the wings, I would like your grilled chicken Caesar salad. Then a double cheeseburger with lettuce, pickle, tomato, and mustard. A large order of French fries, a large order of onion rings, and a double order of cole slaw." He opened the menu and took another look. "Yes, that's everything."
Shiho goggled at him. "I should hope so."
He chuckled, a sound like approaching thunder. He said, "I'm a man of occasional appetite." And then his eyes again fell to the floor, to Shiho's legs, and slowly, deliberately, traced the contours of her body, all the way up to her own staring eyes. "Sometimes, considerable appetite."
She thought she might swoon, might collapse on the table. He was so obvious about it, but she was too frightened to say anything.
He continued "We detectives need more food to maintain our mental fitness, and also strong muscles at times of need"
She needed air, needed to get away from the gravitational pull of his huge body. She staggered into the kitchen and placed the order.
The old cook Agasa Hiroshi said, 'This is for one guy?"
"He's a big boy. A detective"
"He's gonna be clogging his toilet tonight, that's for sure." He loaded a wire basket with chicken pieces and submerged them in the boiling oil.
When Shiho left the kitchen and tried to walk past him without looking she found it impossible. He sat there with his eyes closed, his long fingers steeped under his chin, a picture of tranquility. Shiho was the polar opposite. Her face was flushed. She was sweating under her armpits. She gulped air through her mouth. And she was very, very wet between her legs. She wanted him, she couldn't lie to herself. She wanted him inside her, hard and hot and throbbing.
Rena. She had to see Rena, right now.
She had to wait while her lover popped the tops of six Rolling Rock bottles and arranged them in a metal bucket. She finally got her attention and beckoned Rena to the half-counter that opened into the restaurant. "What?" Rena asked, irritated.
Shiho told her what the weird detective ordered for dinner. "Holy shit," Rena said, laughing.
"He's weird, isn't he?" she asked, hoping Rena would agree. She wanted Rena to say the smart man was acting, hideous, that she loved Shiho and wanted nothing more than to spend the night with her tongue buried between Shiho's legs.
Instead Rena said, "He's gorgeous."
"Gorgeous?" That came out of nowhere. Thought Shiho
Rena looked at him and actually licked her lips. "Totally gorgeous."
That wasn't what Shiho wanted to hear. Another wave of jealousy surged inside her. Every good relationship she'd been in, and there hadn't been many, she always ended with the boy going off with some other girl. And she herself was never able to give away her body, up-till now perhaps. She was terribly insecure and though she knew Rena was a lesbian it still upset her to hear her lover call the man "gorgeous". It upset her because she thought the man was gorgeous too. And if she thought that, maybe she wasn't a lesbian after all. And maybe Rena wasn't either. And and and...she couldn't slow her mind, couldn't stop the anxiety.
She walked through the restaurant, checked on the few other occupied tables, and went to the kitchen to collect the wings. The cook loaded them in a basket lined with wax paper and Shiho put the wings, an empty basket for the bones, and a bowl of blue cheese dressing on her tray. She brought them to his table, the wings sizzling hot and so spicy the aroma rose in nearly-palpable waves. The detective opened his eyes, smiled, and took a deep breath in through his nose. "Mm...an olfactory as well as a gustatory delight." He looked up at her and that smile, so serene and confident, made the wetness in her armpits and crotch even worse.
"Enjoy. I'll be back soon with your salad."
"Thank you, Strawberry." Gosh he wouldn't stop his flirtations.
She turned to look around and see if anyone else needed anything and saw Rena spying on the man from the bar. She took a drink order from a couple having a late dinner and Shiho found Rena still watching.
"A Olson draft and a glass of Chablis."
"He takes such dainty little bits, like a bird," Rena said. "What's his name?"
"I don't know."
"Find out."
"Why?"
Rena tore her eyes from the man and focused on Shiho's baby blues. "Because it would make me happy, Sherry. I thought you cared about making me happy."
"I do," Shiho pleaded. "I love you."
"I love you, too," Rena said, the first time she'd ever said that, and Shiho felt her eyes well with tears. "Now find out what his name is."
Shiho delivered the beer and wine to her customers and went to the kitchen to get the Caesar salad. When she came back out she found Rena standing by his table, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet, looking at him with a coy smile on her lips.
Shiho set the salad bowl on the table with a clatter. "I'm sorry, was there something you needed?"
He slowly turned away from Rena. "I needed another pitcher and I managed to get the attention of your colleague while you were in the kitchen. The wings were excellent, and rather spicy."
"Shinichi said they made his eyes water," Rena added.
Shinichi. She couldn't wait for Shiho to ask him. She had to come over and stick her nose in. Shiho roiled inside, lust and jealousy making a black, evil brew in her stomach. She saw the man look at Rena, his hungry eyes eating her up bit by bit, and Rena standing with her hands on her hips, a sly smile on her lips, the same smile she showed Shiho just before she starting sucking on the her nipples. Her nipples were so hard now they ached.
"I should get back to the bar," Rena said. "If you need anything, just ask us."
"Thank you," he said, then turned to Shiho, "And thank you, Strawberry." She saw the flash of anger in Rena's eyes and it thrilled her. The idea that Shiho could make her lover jealous excited her terribly. Shiho picked up the baskets filled with bones and took them to the kitchen. Before she dumped them in the trash she saw that each bone was picked absolutely clean, not a scrap of meat left behind.
The man did ate his salad, and then his burger and fries and rings and slaw. He ate slowly, obviously relishing every bite, every sip of beer. Rena brought him a third pitcher and stayed to talk for several minutes that made Shiho grind her teeth. He drank the beer like it was water and didn't seem at all intoxicated when she came by to ask if he wanted dessert.
A slow smile spread across his face. "I couldn't eat another bite. I am in a state of complete and utter bliss."
"No room for cheesecake? Hot fudge sundae?"
He closed his eyes a moment, considering it, then his lids lifted and those eyes bored into hers. "Just the check, please. "
"The check?"
He closed his eyes. "Please."
Shiho walked to the register in a bit of a panic. It didn't seem possible that he might actually LEAVE. He'd been there just two hours and it was like he'd dominated her thoughts for two months. She punched up his bill, her mind in a zombie-like state.
"He's leaving," she told Rena.
"What?"
"He asked for his check. He's leaving."
Rena started around the bar. "Why didn't you tell me?" She stalked off around the as the cash register chattered and printed up the bill. It came to the rather remarkable total of 65514¥. She tore it off the printer and rushed back to his table. She and Rena only had 15 minutes to the end of their shifts. She just wanted to go home, feel Rena's warm, naked body against her own, and go to sleep. Her strange customer had totally exhausted her.
She found Shinichi and Rena talking, Rena standing beside his chair, biting her lower lip seductively. Shiho set the check on the table and said, "So how was your dinner with us tonight?"
"Singularly toothsome," he said, his voice a deep, velvety purr. He startled with the word not being a threesome. But however his innuendo seemed clear.
Shiho said, "I hope you don't eat like this every night."
A smile played at the edges of his lips. "I haven't enjoyed beef in five weeks. Or alcohol."
"Five weeks?"
He chuckled, a rumbling in his chest. "I had a case overseas...where life was less...luxurious."
Rena said, "Seems the hunger for good food bought you here"
He chuckled again.
Rena breathed. "We're done at 11, could you stay and talk?"
"I'd enjoy that, but not here. The smells from the kitchen, they would distract."
"Shiho's apartment is only a block away," Rena volunteered.
It was so forward, Shiho felt herself blush. Yet when the detective purred, "That is a capital idea," she burst into nervous giggles. The two girls cleared the table, punched out, and joined him outside the restaurant.
He extended his hand to Shiho. "I'm sorry, I forget my manners. My name is Shinichi Kudo."
His hand swallowed hers whole, but his grip was gentle. She worried that he would notice how sweaty it was. "I'm Shiho."
He lifted her hand to his lips. "I'm so delighted to meet you."
*****
They sat in Shiho's living room, the lights turned low, drinking Gin while Shinichi talked about his recent case and adventure. He told them about the mysteries he so often encountered, about his voluntary aid to Japanese Police force. The girls listened with rapt attention, his mellifluous voice casting a spell. Rena asked him question after question, obviously fascinated, obviously excited.
"What's the biggest difference between a detective and a cop?" Shiho asked, trying to keep up with Rena.
He took in a bushel of air through his nose. His closed his eyes and turned his face to Rena. He inhaled again, and his massive jaw tightened. His eyes flashed open, they froze Rena in place. "Detectives are complete conscious of surrounding. Say that I can smell you, sitting right here. I can smell you."
There was a long silence. A line had just been crossed, and Shiho didn't know what would happen next. He breathed deep again, and a rumbling "Mm..." issued from deep in his chest.
"What do I smell like," Rena said, failing to keep a tremor from her voice.
Again he took a deep breath. "Like a woman," he sighed. Another deep breath. He opened his eyes and grinned like a wolf, showing his teeth. "Like a sexy witch." He stared at Rena for five seconds, ten, fifteen, hypnotizing her with his relentless gaze. Shiho couldn't move, couldn't speak. It was like she wasn't even in the room.
Rena stood. She unbuttoned and took off her blouse, stepped out of her miniskirt, tossed her bra and panties on the floor. Shinichi stood and steadied her as she took off her black stockings. He didn't say a word. He lifted Rena's long, dark, silky hair to his nose and inhaled. He leaned down and let his nose trace the line of her neck, smelling her. He eased Rena down to the couch and draped her legs over his broad shoulders. He put his nose to her crotch and sucked in a vast cloud of her scent.
"Yes, you are a witch," he murmured, rising up from between her legs. He took her face in his hands and kissed her, Shiho watched as her lover's body seemed to melt into the couch. Shiho didn't know whether she should say something, scream something, or just lock herself in the bathroom and cry.
Shinichi's head slowly turned to her. "Undress, Strawberry."
Shiho's knees turned to jelly. "I can't," she whispered.
His smile was warm and kind. "No more games. Please."
She did as she was bidden. She would do anything he asked. Tonight wasn't a night to make difficult decisions. Tonight she would do what she wanted, and what she wanted was to obey this man's every command.
When she was nude Shinichi stood to admire her. "Can you smell me?" Shiho asked timidly.
He slowly walked to her. "Strawberry, I could smell you in the restaurant. I tasted you in every bite I ate." He reached out and his fingertips lightly caressed her shoulders, her hips, her stomach. He stepped close and gently seized two fistfuls of her thick, auburn hair. He had to lean way down to bury his face in her hair. Shiho knew she must stink of sweat, grease, beer, and cigarette smoke, but he breathed in her odor and said, "You even smell like strawberry. Maybe Sherry"
He did the same to Shiho as he had with Rena, smelling her all over. He paid careful attention to her underarms,, pulling her close so her sweaty armpits rubbed against his nose. He extended his tongue and licked the damp skin, and then he took her palm and drew his tongue from her wrist to her fingertips. He sank to his knees and put his hands on her hips and smelled the skin of her belly. He lifted his head and put his nose in the deep valley of her cleavage.
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"If you couldn't smell me before, you should be able to now," Shiho said. She had never been more sexually excited in her life.
He took Shiho's face in his strong hands and kissed her. His lips were firm and soft and he kissed her with such tenderness, his tongue gently probing her mouth. He had to hold her tight because her legs wouldn't support her. She shut her eyes tight as he kissed her and she saw fireworks go off in her mind's eye. He lifted her and carried her to the couch. He set her down next to Rena, draping their smooth legs over each other
He knelt between them and stared at the slender Mohawk bikini stripe they both wore. He slid a palm up each girl's thigh. Shiho bit her lip, waiting for him to touch her there, wanting him to touch her. He nestled his thumbs in each girl's pubic stripe and let them slide up and down, up and down, a smile spreading over his lips.
Shiho said. "We shave each other."
His lips twitched. "that's delightful."
His hand slid between Shiho's legs and he moistened his thumb with her juices. He brought his thumb to Rena's lips and she closed her lips around it and sucked hungrily. He let her lick and suck his thumb for a few seconds before he withdrew it. He did the same thing to Rena, gently rubbing his thumb in the wet folds of her labia. He offered his slippery thumb to Shiho and she grabbed his fist and thrust his thumb into her mouth. She tasted Rena's pussy and Shinichi's skin and the mix was so exciting she had to fight the urge to bite.
He extracted his thumb and lowered his head between Rena's thighs. Shiho watched her friend arch her back, her body tight as a longbow. She heard the soft, moist sound of the huge man's tongue licking Rena's pussy. Rena arched her back further and further, shoving her vulva into Shinichi's hungry mouth. "Oh, oh, God," Rena whispered, twisting her hips left and right, grinding herself against his face. She reached and grabbed Shiho's hand. She squeezed it and looked into her lover's pale blue eyes. "Oh, Shiho," she moaned.
She closed her eyes and released Shiho's hand. She put both her hands on Shinichi's massive head, pushing him in even deeper. Shiho could hear him licking Rena, sucking her, heard the deep rumbling sound in his chest, "Mmm..."
"Yes, oh, yes...yes!" Rena moaned, her entire body shaking from head to toe. Shiho had made Rena come with her tongue before, she recognized the signs, but never had she made Rena come so fast, and so violently. When Rena's climax ended Shinichi rose up on his knees, licking his full, sensuous lips. He kissed Rena's stomach, and then he slithered between Shiho's warm, soft thighs. Shiho was already trembling, her nipples hard as stones. He kissed the inside of her thighs, then the top of her sparse pubic tuft, and then he licked lower, lower, lower.
His long, broad tongue caressed her clitoris, swirling around the silky tip, before he slid down and forced the flexible muscle inside her body. Shiho gasped, louder than Rena, unable to control herself. His lips surrounded her clitoris and sucked the bud into his mouth, and his tongue began to work on her. He didn't slurp at her, the way most of the other boys who had consented to eat her out. He drank her. Her juices poured out of her and he greedily swallowed every drop.
She lasted less than a minute. When she came it left her speechless, she couldn't even cry out. She squeezed her eyes so tight tears spilled from the corners and she shook from head to toe. He put his huge hands on her thighs to keep her spasming hips from breaking his relentless grip on her hot spot.
When he finished with her Shinichi gently wiped away each tear with a calloused fingertip. "I should get undressed too, shouldn't I?" he said.
Rena said, "Hurry, please."
He stood and slowly unbuttoned his black linen shirt. Shiho sat on the edge of the sofa, her thigh pressed against Rena's, and they watched him strip. His massive chest was totally hairless. He was heavy, but it wasn't sloppy flab. It was just the way his strong body was built. And Shiho wanted to lick every square inch of him.
He lazily kicked off his sandals and unbuttoned his pants. Shiho turned, and saw that Rena was completely enraptured. She turned back and watched Shinichi unzip and remove his pants. He wore no underwear.
Shiho stared in astonishment. His dick was very large. Rena acted first, standing and walking over, reaching down to take his stiffening cock in her hands. She made a ring with her index finger and thumb and gently pulled down the foreskin, exposing the bulbous, sticky head. She smeared the gluey precum over the tip, then put her finger in her mouth. She fell to her knees and started sucking him, bobbing her head up and down his shaft. He exhaled and his dark eyes closed.
Shiho slipped next to Rena and the two girls took turns felting him. He put his hand on Shiho's head and she felt his thumb caress the part in the middle of her blonde hair. He tasted different from Rena. His taste was stronger, sharp and citric, and she loved feeling the foreskin glide back and forth over the head as she used her lips on him.
He came, quickly, without making any sign that his orgasm was near. He erupted and filled Shiho's mouth with thick, creamy semen. She'd never swallowed come before but now she had to, and she closed her eyes and swallowed once, twice, a third time. When Rena realized he was coming she pulled his cock out of Shiho's mouth and stuffed it between her own lips, drinking the rest of the huge man's semen.
He said, "I apologize. That was the first orgasm I've enjoyed nearly 2 months. I was a bit quick." He was still hugely erect. He helped each girl stand and kissed each on the lips. "What shall we do now?"
Rena took Shiho by the hand and led her to the couch. They sat as they had before, legs overlapping. He understood what she wanted. He smiled and knelt between Rena's legs. The couch was just high enough, at just the right angle. He grabbed his thick pole and slowly, patiently, inserted it inside Rena. "Ohhh..." she groaned. Shinichi slowly moved his hips back and forth, totally in control, his hands on Rena's hips, fucking her. Shiho saw his shaft glisten with her lover's juices. She wanted to suck him again, wanted to taste Rena and Shinichi all at once.
He pulled out of Rena, and act that drew an anguished "No!" from her lover. He moved between Shiho's splayed legs, his huge erection sticking up against his belly. She was afraid, afraid he would hurt her with his big cock. She'd never been with a man this close. She felt the fat knob lodge in her opening and her breathing became quick and shallow. "Shh, be easy," he soothed. He penetrated her slowly, very slowly, Shiho felt herself widen to accommodate him, felt his cock scrape every nerve ending inside her. She looked at him and his eyes were so warm, so loving. Her dream had come true. He was inside her, hard, and hot, and throbbing.
He fucked her slowly, every thrust sending molten waves of pleasure to the base of her spine. She was so wet his cock made loud squishing noises as he pumped. Just as the heat grew deliciously unbearable he pulled out of her. "No, please," she begged, but he was already kneeling in front of Rena, filling her again with his cock.
They went back and forth like that, Shinichi never giving either girl enough of his cock to fully satisfy. After a few minutes he had both girls kneel on the floor and pillow their heads on the sofa, and he took them that way, from behind. He invaded Rena and Shiho watched her friend grimace with ecstasy as he filled her with his length. She bit her lip and cooed with rapture and she reached over the put her arm around Shiho's pale shoulders. "I never dreamed of anything this good," she whispered.
He moved behind Shiho. She sensed his presence behind her, the wet tip of his dick scraping against her buttocks. He put his huge hands on her hips and slowly penetrated her from the rear. Shiho's thighs trembled as his thick frank moved deep, deeper, deeper inside her. He held her hips tight and fucked her, fucked her faster and faster, Shiho backing her ass into every thrust, and just before the biggest climax of her life exploded inside her he pulled out and moved in behind Rena. He fucked her with strokes so powerful Rena's hair splashed in her face. He moved back to Shiho and screwed her like some tireless engine, his piston well-oiled by her pussy.
Both girls writhed and moaned as he took turns with them. "Please," Rena said. "I can't stand it anymore!"
He stood and took a step back. "I thought you two were lovers."
"We are." Shiho said, making a last desperate attempt to remind Rena of that fact.
He sat down and stretched out like a huge cat. His lips creased in a satyr's smirk. "Then let me admire your love."
Rena pulled Shiho close and kissed her fiercely on lips. She drove Shiho onto her back, then swiveled around so that the two girls were arranged in the position they were most familiar with, Rena on top, lips inches away from pussies. Shiho felt Rena's tongue slithering over her pussy, and that was all the encouragement she needed, attacking Rena's soft petals with her own tongue.
It felt good, it felt wonderful, but it didn't feel as good or as wonderful as it had when Shinichi did it. She wanted him inside her again and wondered why he was content to just watch them tongue each other.
She got her answer a second later. He knelt down on the couch, his knees behind Shiho's head. He lifted Rena's hips away from Shiho's lips and slid himself inside her pussy. "Oh, God!" Rena cried, and Shinichi wasn't so patient now. He pumped rhythmically, faster than he had before, and Shiho heard Rena panting from the exertion.
Shiho had a close-up view of her lover getting pounded. She reached up and caressed his heavy testicles with her fingertips. "Ah, yes..." he groaned, the first sign of weakness he'd shown so far. Shiho leaned forward and licked his balls, sucked his balls, and he laughed with delight. "Oh, that's was so fucking hot"
Shiho felt Rena's tongue touch her haphazardly, her lover too preoccupied with her own pleasure to give as much back. Shiho slid her body down and licked Rena's clit as Shinichi fucked her.
"Oh, honey, I love that!" Rena cried. "Honey, Shiho, suck me, suck me! Oh God, oh...oh...oh..." Shiho kept her lips glued to Rena, kept her fingers tickling Shinichi, and it all happened at once. Rena screamed, so loud Shiho feared her neighbors would hear. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck me! FUCK ME!"
Shiho kept sucking through Rena's orgasm, and then Shinichi hissed, "Yes, yes!" and she felt his big balls clench and his cock spasm as he shot his load deep inside Rena. Some of his come dribbled out from her hole and Shiho couldn't help herself, she licked up every frothy drop. When he pulled out more of his come leaked out, and Shiho buried her face in Rena's crotch, licking and sucking like a madwoman, until Rena finally gasped, "Enough!" and pushed Shiho's ravenous mouth away.
Shiho looked around and saw that Shinichi's dick was already slowly rising again. She saw that the more he looked at her, the more his cock filled with blood.
He walked to the big chair and sat down on the edge. He motioned for Shiho to come to him. He put his hands on her wide hips. He turned her around and leaned back in the chair. He helped Shiho settle into his lap, his big cock sticking up between her legs. Shiho had never done it like this, it excited her so much she started trembling again. Rena sat up and joined them at the chair, tenderly lifting Shinichi's cock and feeding it into Shiho's tiny opening.
He was huge. She settled into his lap and it was like he filled her belly with his hardness. She put her feet on the arms of the chair and helped him ease her up the endless length of his cock, and then eased her back down. Rena stood and put her hands on Shiho's jiggling tits. Shinichi covered Rena's hands with his own.
"Shiho has the most beautiful breasts," Rena said.
"Yes, she does," he said. Rena's eyes were fixed on his, Shiho knew. She didn't care, she couldn't be jealous with this huge thing throbbing inside her. Her jealousy meant even less when Rena leaned down and took her left nipple into her mouth, licking and sucking the pink tip until it rose and hardened, and then repeated the process on her right nipple. All the while she and Shinichi slowly moved together, her juices running down her thighs.
"I think I want to lick my Sherry," Rena said.
"Oh, God!" Shiho moaned as her lover kissed her cleavage, her tummy, her thighs, and then her pussy. She was drowning in ecstasy, her heart was beating so fast she thought she would pass out. Her first orgasm passed and Shiho hardly noticed, knowing that bigger climaxes lay ahead.
And they came one after another. Bam, bam, BAM! One second Shinichi's huge cock made her scream, the next it was Rena's tongue. It went on and on and on like that. Sweat dripped down her face, it pooled in the valley between her breasts.
"Can you smell me now?" she panted.
"Mmm..." he rumbled. "I can smell us together, the smell we make together." That made Shiho come again, just the sound of his deep voice. She looked down between her legs and Rena was licking Shinichi's scrotum as well as her clit, and again that was enough to break the big man's reserve. "Oh, angel, angel, my angel!" he roared, and Shiho felt the first hot squirt fill her pussy. It felt so wonderful and he kept going, kept coming, kept injecting her with his semen. And she knew that all that sperm would go to waste, that she was on the Pill and wouldn't conceive, and it nearly made her burst into tears. She wanted him to impregnate her. It was the first time she'd ever had sex and not dreaded the prospect of pregnancy.
What was this man doing to her? To Rena?
They all needed a break. Shiho waddled to the kitchen and came back with a three one-liter bottles of water. They drank like distance runners, gulping it down. Shiho went back to the kitchen and got another bottle for Shinichi. While he drank she went to the bathroom, to clean up the mess between her legs. She washed herself and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was a mess, matted with sweat on her forehead. There was a thin crust around her lips, a combination of Rena's pussy juice and Shinichi's cum. Her eyes were red and wild. She was happier than she'd ever been in her life.
She came back to find Rena sitting next to Shinichi, stroking his cock while they tenderly kissed, and Shiho felt jealousy rush in to replace her happiness. Shinichi noticed Shiho out of the corner of his eye and slowly broke the kiss.
"The bedroom now, I think," he said.
They lay down on the cool, clean white sheets, Shinichi in the middle, a girl on either side. He took turns kissing them, nuzzling their necks, and both girls let their hands roam over his huge body, over his chest, his groin, his ass. "I can't take it," Rena said. She climbed on top of him and squatted over his erection, slowly impaling herself on his uncircumcised cock. Shiho stood on the bed and carefully settled over his face. He grabbed her hips in his huge hands and pulled her down against his mouth. His tongue was quick and sharp as an adder's, and she threw her head back and moaned as his moist tongue invaded her.
They moved together silently, only an occasional sigh or whimper breaking the intense silence. The two girls leaned forward and tenderly kissed each other, caressed each other's stiff nipples with soft fingertips, while the huge man worked beneath them with tongue and penis, giving each girl more pleasure than they'd imagined existed.
Shiho turned and saw the three of them reflected in her mirror, in the moonlight they formed a pale, ethereal triangle, slowly rising and falling, rising, falling. Shiho had an orgasm, then another, her clitoris trapped in the swirling vortex of his lips.
"Oh, oh!" Rena moaned, and Shiho could tell from the ferocity of his tonguing that he was coming inside her lover, coming for the fourth time tonight. She'd lost count of her own climaxes. Rena sighed and whimpered for nearly 30 seconds, and then they were still, all three of them. Rena slid off his cock, which was finally, finally soft. Shiho lay down next to him, prostrate from exhaustion. His face was smeared with Shiho's juices, a serene smile on his face.
The two girls snuggled against him. His body radiated warmth, it was like lying down next to a crackling fire.
"I love you," Rena said, and the jealousy rose like a tidal wave inside Shiho.
"I love you too," she said, hating that she was the second to say it.
He kissed each of their foreheads. He sighed. "If only you knew how much I love each of you." He kissed them again.
Shiho barely had time to realize how tired she was before she sank into sleep. She burrowed close against Shinichi's body and draped an arm across the huge swell of his belly. Rena did the same, their arms criss-crossed his chest.
Shiho's sleep was dark and dreamless, as it might be after living a dream for the last few hours. When she woke it took her a moment to get her bearings. She felt the warm body next to hers, and she snuggled against it. She opened her eyes-and Rena's eyes were staring back at her.
They both jerked up. They were in bed together, alone. Shinichi wasn't there. Rena jumped out of bed and Shiho followed right on her heels, both girls running nude into the living room, dreading the thought that he had snuck out in the dead of night.
But no, he was there, dressed, looking like he'd been waiting for them for hours. " I didn't leave without saying goodbye. That would be an outrage. But I do have to say goodbye."
"Don't go," Rena said. "We have all day, there's so much we didn't do last night."
"I have a case to look after." His smile was loving and patient.
Shiho said, "When will you be back?"
He was still smiling, but now there was sadness in his face. "Sooner"
"Sooner?"
He shook his head. "Last night was what we are fated to share."
The door closed, and he was gone.
His absence dominated the tiny room. An overwhelming smell lingered in the air, thick as the smoke in an opium den, the scent of Shinichi, pussy, cum, and sweat.
"He knew where to go to get what he wanted," Shiho said bitterly. "Fried food and cold beer and two slutty waitresses."
"Shh," Rena said behind her. Shiho still stared at the silent door, caught between screaming and crying. Rena moved behind the younger girl and slid her hands around Shiho's waist, to cup the full, heavy breasts in her palms.
Shiho's whole body stiffened in surprise and arousal. "What are you doing?" she breathed as Rena's fingers fondled her nipples.
"I can still smell him," she said. She kissed Shiho's neck and let her right hand slide lower and lower down the blonde's curvy body. "I can still taste him on your skin." She licked the smooth skin of Shiho's shoulders, and thrust soft fingers into Shiho's vulva. Shiho spread her legs wider and moaned. Rena said, "I want to fuck you before he's back."
Shiho let Rena take her to the bed. The sheets and pillows held his musky, salty smell like a sponge. Rena eased Shiho down and they kissed, tongues pressing into each others mouth, looking for a stray taste of the phantom who loved them last night and whose presence in the room was still tangible.
Rena turned around on her hands and knees until her face was buried in Shiho's crotch and her own pussy sat moist and fragrant just above Shiho's lips. Shiho grabbed Rena's firm buttocks and closed her eyes as she pulled her lover's vagina to her mouth. She thrust her tongue inside Rena, deep, as deep as it would go, and she felt Rena's probing tongue slither inside her as well, both women seeking the same thing.
Shiho's eyes rolled back in her head as the taste of Rena and Shinichi filled her mouth and nose. Enough of his essence still lingered inside Rena's pussy to thrill Shiho one last time. Rena licked at her furiously, both of them grunting and moaning with ecstasy as each girl burrowed into the other with sucking lips and nimble tongues.
Shiho knew she would never enjoy this taste again, the taste of her two dearest lovers mingled together. After this sweet, languid morning only the memory would remain of that incredible night. But there was still a little time yet, and Shiho closed her eyes again and drank long and deep from her lover's overflowing cup.