"Mi...? I want to try something different next time. In the bedroom."
Miho was used to hearing those words every so often. Once or twice a month Arisu would come to her with a request to try a new position, or technique, or act. Sometimes they worked out, sometimes they didn't. She looked up from her lunch at her girlfriend across the table, whose face was tinged just a little red. She was holding Miho's gaze firmly, though; a sign of her ever-budding confidence.
"Like what?"
Arisu didn't answer immediately, instead opting to squirm in her seat a little bit, clearly nervous about Miho's possible reaction. Before Miho could say any words of assurance Arisu started talking, laying out exactly what she had in mind. Miho stopped eating, too enraptured by what her girlfriend was describing. When she was done, Miho wasn't quite sure what to think. It was a novel concept, if a little different from anything they'd done before.
It's not really that extreme though, Miho thought. Not as extreme as some of the things we normally do, anyway.
"Are you sure...? Wouldn't that be really upsetting?" Miho asked.
Arisu's eyes widened and her face brightened. "No way, it'd be amazing!" she said. "To sit there and watch, unable to stop you..." she trailed off, her brow furrowing. "You're not upset, right?"
"No, no," Miho said, and rubbed the back of her neck. "I can see exactly why you'd enjoy that, and... I think I'd enjoy it too. At least once, right?"
Arisu nodded. "Yes! Just this once. If you don't like it, or I don't like it, that's OK. It won't change how I feel about you," she said, and smiled.
Miho smiled back and reached across the table to hold one of Arisu's hands. "OK," she said. "I know just who to ask, too."
A few days later and their newest tryst was all set. Arisu was in the kitchen of their apartment, finishing up the last of the dishes, when Miho came in. She slapped and fondled Arisu's butt, making her yelp and tense up, and she looked over her shoulder at Miho. "Mi..." she whined, another jolt running through her as Miho's hand traveled across her bottom to her other cheek.
"It's time," Miho said, a sultry expression on her face. She leaned in, her chin on Arisu's shoulder, and they shared a kiss. Arisu dried her hands off and Miho grabbed her wrist and marched her to the bedroom. She closed the door behind her, pushed Arisu against the wall, and started making out with her. Arisu's stomach tightened as Miho moved her along the wall and towards a chair in the corner, her girlfriend's hands roaming over her body. She sat Arisu down on the chair, her hands on Arisu's shoulders, and looked into her eyes. "Do you remember the safe word?"
Arisu nodded.
"If at any time you want me to stop, just say the word OK?" Miho said. "Any time at all, it doesn't matter, even before we start. If you change your mind, don't be afraid to say the word."
"I know, Mi," Arisu said, and gently grabbed one of Miho's wrists. "I trust you. I love you, Mi. I'm ready."
Miho pulled out her phone, tapped the screen once, and then set it aside. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, let it out, and opened her eyes.
*SMACK!*
Arisu tried to stand up, to resist, but Miho's grip was too strong. She shoved her back onto the chair and shoved her crotch against Arisu's face. "Hold still, stupid," Miho said, using one hand to hold Arisu and her other to unzip her skirt. It fell to the floor, revealing her boyshorts and the bulge within, and she slid them down to her ankles and kicked them off. She put her cock on Arisu's face and tried to put it in her mouth, but Arisu was still struggling. "Stop," Miho said, but Arisu didn't listen. "I said STOP!"
She smacked Arisu again, and when Arisu looked up at her she smacked her a third time. "Stop fucking struggling already," Miho said. Arisu tried to stand up again and Miho pushed her back down. "OK, I've had enough. Since you can't be a good girl and hold still I'm gonna have to make you sit still."
"M- Miho no, please!" Arisu said. Miho ignored her and opened her top dresser drawer, pawing through her clothes. In the corner, under her shirts, was a pair of handcuffs. She pulled them out and Arisu's eyes widened when she saw them. "What...?"
Miho stepped behind the chair and Arisu tried to make a break for it, stopped short by Miho's grip on her wrist. "Miho stop! Stop, please!"
"Shut up!" Miho ordered, and pulled Arisu back onto the chair. She forced Arisu to stick her hands through the gaps of the chair's backrest and then cuffed her, keeping her secured to the chair. Arisu tried to stand and the chair came with her, forcing her to sit back down. She whined and squirmed, still trying to fight back.
Miho walked around to the front of the chair and put a hand on Arisu's head. "Suck," she said, and pressed her cock to Arisu's lips. Arisu refused to open her mouth and Miho backhanded her, making her see stars. "I TOLD YOU TO SUCK! Why don't you ever fucking listen to me, dumbass?"
She smacked Arisu again, and again, and then forced her cock into Arisu's mouth. She groaned in protest and kicked her feet back and forth, helpless to resist. Miho sighed and pushed herself all the way into Arisu's throat, her balls against her girlfriend's chin. She held herself there, left hand on her hip and right hand on Arisu's head. "Finally, my gosh," Miho said. "How many times do I have to teach you your lesson?"
Arisu groaned again and Miho started slowly thrusting. Arisu could do nothing but let her futa girlfriend use her throat like a toy, watching as Miho's barren pubic mound came back and forth, unable to see much of anything beyond it. After a minute Miho pushed herself all the way in again and sighed. "You're terrible at this, you know?" she asked. "I don't know why I even bother, honestly. I barely feel anything when I put it in your mouth. Your pussy is hardly any better, either." Miho pulled out completely, her tip against Arisu's lips, and she huffed in annoyance. "Enough, I'll never cum like this." She picked up her phone, tapped the screen a few times, and then held it up to her ear.
Arisu closed her eyes, her expression hurt and upset, but inside her mind was racing. Her stomach and pussy tightened with anticipation, her knees and thighs squeezed firmly together. After a couple of moments whoever Miho was calling answered, and Miho's expression softened.
"Hey, can you come over?" Miho asked. "Well, Arisu's acting up again. She refuses to cooperate at all, and I need to blow off some steam. You're free? Great. The door's unlocked, so just let yourself in, OK? Bye." She set the phone down and dragged her cock across Arisu's face, leaving a trail of precum behind.
"...Who was that?" Arisu dared to ask, which she immediately regretted when Miho smacked her again. She knew better than to talk out of turn, but sometimes her mouth worked faster than her mind. Miho gripped her shoulders again, hard enough to gather up Arisu's shirt, and Arisu thought she was about to smack her again.
Instead, Miho released Anzu's shoulders and grabbed her by the throat, squeezing just hard enough to make Arisu struggle for air. She rested her stiff, pulsing cock on Arisu's face and rubbed it back and forth by rocking her hips. Anzu quickly started writhing, able to breathe only by taking very long, deep breaths. "Mi..." she wheezed, gripping Miho's wrists. Miho stared down at her, an intense look on her face. One that made Arisu's heart skip.
"Miho?" Arisu heard a voice call from the living room. "Where ya at?"
"In here!" Miho called, and released Arisu, who took a deep ragged breath and looked up at her. The bedroom door opened and in walked Kadotani Anzu, who stopped when she saw what was going on. Miho turned to look at her, her cock swaying gently. A bead of precum had collected at the tip and was drooling onto the carpet, making Arisu's mouth water and pussy tighten.
"Oh hey, you're already all warmed up I see," Anzu said, and walked over to Miho's side. Arisu looked back and forth between them, confused. Miho turned to face Anzu, who was about the same size as Arisu, and put a hand on her shoulder. Anzu smirked and gingerly grabbed Miho's cock, stroking it up and down.
"Mi...? What are you doing?!" Arisu asked, and both girls looked at her. Miho smacked her again and tears began to run down her stinging cheeks. Another part of her was getting moist, too, to her great delight.
"Will you just shut up already?" Miho said. "I love you, Arisu, but you always say stupid shit. What does it look like I'm doing? Anzu's gonna help me get off, since you're too useless to do it."
"W... What?!" Arisu said, bewildered. Miho and Anzu shared a kiss and Anzu went back to stroking Miho, who put her hands on Anzu's hips. Miho reached up to Anzu's shoulders and gently pushed her onto her knees, her cock perfectly level with the class president's face.
"Wow. It's even bigger up close," Anzu said, and eagerly opened her mouth. She wrapped her lips around Miho's shaft and started bobbing, her eyes shut. Miho sighed and lifted a hand to her forehead, her other hand on Anzu's head. Arisu watched, wide-eyed and heartbroken as another girl went down on Miho.
"Oh geez," Miho whispered. "Oh my gosh, holy shit, you're so good at this, Anzu. Much better than this stupid loser." Anzu pulled off with an audible *pop* and grinned, a hand on Miho's cock.
"Thanks a bunch, Miho," Anzu said, "but it's not hard to be good at this." The way she was holding Miho's cock meant that with every word she spoke her lips or tongue flicked against Miho's tip, sending jolts through her. She put it back in her mouth and went back to bobbing, her form and technique perfect. Miho was visibly quivering, her knees shaking, as Anzu sucked her off, and with every passing second Arisu felt her excitement rising.
Holy shit more more MORE her mind screamed. Her pussy was tingling and tightening, leaking fluids into her panties, and she felt herself getting even more aroused. "Stop, please..." she whined, on the verge of sobbing, and Miho looked at her. She pulled herself out of Anzu's mouth and let the other girl go back to stroking her.
"She's annoying," Anzu said, and Arisu realized that Anzu hadn't even looked at her a single time so far. It was as if Miho was the only one in the room to her. "Why do you even put up with her?"
Miho sighed. "I don't know," she said, and put her cock back in Anzu's mouth. She panted and moaned and huffed as Anzu coaxed her along with ease, her balls pulling up tighter and tighter against her body. She had her hands on Anzu's head but wasn't gripping it, or berating her. The way she moaned and complimented and encouraged Anzu stoked a blazing inferno of jealousy in Arisu, but there was nothing she could do but watch.
"Oh gosh, Anzu, I'm... I'm gonna cum! I... I wanna cum on your face!" Miho yelled. Anzu slowly dragged her lips off Miho's cock, her tongue flicking at the tip right as she pulled off, and she grabbed Miho's cock. She used her fingers to hold the underside of Miho's shaft against her palms and put both thumbs on the underside of Miho's glans, gently opening the tip and grinning eagerly. Miho screamed and unloaded onto Anzu's face, rope after rope of cum splattering onto the class president's lips and cheeks. When it was over Anzu gently squeezed Miho's cock, making sure every last drop came out. She opened her mouth and let the last little bit drip onto her tongue.
"Nice," Anzu said, her face completely coated in Miho's spunk. Arisu nearly came right there, her pussy practically drooling, her body screaming at her to touch herself. Anzu stood and smiled, face still coated, and gave Miho's cock one last little tug. "My, looks like you want to keep going, Miho."
Arisu looked down and saw that Anzu was right: Miho was still as stiff as stone. She smiled at Anzu, produced a few tissues, and handed them to the class pres. When Anzu was finished wiping her face off Miho kissed her. "You're so much better at this, Anzu," Miho said. She cast a glance at Arisu, rolled her eyes, and walked over to the bed. Anzu stopped only to spit in Arisu's face before following Miho across the room, the two of them sharing another kiss. Miho put her hands on Anzu's hips and started undressing her. "No!" Arisu screamed. "Please stop, Miho! Please!"
"Ignore her," Anzu said flippantly, and helped Miho undress her. She sat on the edge of the bed, kissed Miho's cock, and lied back with her legs spread. "I can't wait any longer, Miho. Better hurry!"
Arisu could see the hunger in Miho's eyes as she finished undressing herself and crawled on top of Anzu, her cock bobbing above the other girl's pussy. She spent a minute rubbing her tip up and down Anzu's folds before slowly plunging herself into it, and once again Arisu nearly came from the sight alone. Nothing was obstructed from her view; she could see everything as her girlfriend she so dearly loved slid her cock into another girl, and Arisu loved it.
"Geeez," Miho said. "You're way tighter than Arisu, too." She started thrusting and Arisu would've done anything in the world to start rubbing her pussy. Turned on as she was it wouldn't take but a minute for her to finish, and she was sure she'd squirt across the whole room when she did. Instead all she could do was watch. Miho's cock dipped in and out of Anzu's sticky little pussy, little droplets of her fluids coming out on each stroke and staining the bedsheets. Their bedsheets. Hips met hips with a continual *plap* sound. A sound that Arisu was so accustomed to hearing as well as feeling that she could almost feel Miho's cock inside her. She whined and jostled in the chair, desperate to touch herself.
"Way tighter," Miho breathed. "Oh gosh, you feel SO good, Anzu!"
"Y-You too, Miho," Anzu said, her arms and legs wrapped around Miho's back. "It's... Wow, it's intense."
The two of them fell silent save for their panting and moaning as Miho reamed out Anzu's pussy, her balls plump and tight and smacking against Anzu's tiny butt on each thrust. Arisu realized with depraved delight that Anzu was almost identical to her, except for her hair style and color. Her figure, her height, it was almost the same as Arisu's, and the realization that Miho had likely picked her because of that fact unlocked something in Arisu.
I love you Miho she thought. I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you.
"Ah fuck," Miho said. "F... Fuck! Anzu! Oh my gosh, oh fuck, Anzu!"
"Y-Yeah, Miho?" Anzu asked. "You close, Miho? I wonder, will you pull out, or just unload inside me?"
"No!" Arisu yelled. "Don't cum inside her Miho please! Please PLEASE don't!"
Please cum inside her oh my gosh please cum inside her!
Miho couldn't muster a response, her thrusting erratic and feverish, and Arisu realized she was closer than she thought. She watched, stared, at her girlfriend's cock as she plowed Anzu. Her girlfriend, her girlfriend's cock, inside another girl. She squeezed her knees together and clenched her pussy, frustrated and horny beyond tolerance. Watching Miho pump another girl didn't turn her on the same way that Miho hitting or choking her did, but it still stirred a deep and profound arousal in her, one that Arisu both appreciated and hated.
Please keep going, you two. Don't end it here!
Miho let out another cry of pleasure, her pace so erratic that her hips were hitting Anzu's with such intensity that Arisu wondered if she'd break them. "G-Gonna cum!" she announced. "Anzu, I'm gonna cum! G- Gonna...!" She sank her cock all the way into Anzu one last time and held it there, her head down and arms cradling Anzu's head, and screamed as she unloaded inside the class president, her balls and butthole twitching. Arisu bit her lip and leaned her head back, unable to think of anything besides Miho dicking her down the same way.
When it was over Miho kept her cock lodged inside Anzu, the two of them panting and spent. After a few minutes Miho pulled her cock back an inch and sat up on her knees, hands on Anzu's thighs. She slowly pulled out, her stiff cock bobbing as it left Anzu's warm folds. She stood and patted her class president's thighs. "Good girl," she said. "Guess I was wrong: you really are a naughty little slut."
Anzu couldn't even respond, the back of her right hand against her forehead and her left hand on her stomach. She slowly sat up, licked her lips, and brushed her hair back. "Holy cow..." she whispered. "I think I'm spent... Miho?"
Arisu noticed that Miho was still hard, and still had her hands on Anzu's thighs. "More," Miho said. "I want to go again."
Anzu laughed sheepishly. "Uhh OK, sure, but what-" she said, cut off when Miho flipped her onto her stomach. She looked over her shoulder at Miho and Arisu watched with rising anticipation, eager to see what Miho would do next. She put her hands on Anzu's tiny butt and squeezed it.
"In here," she breathed, and patted Anzu's bottom. "I want to put it in here."
"W- What? Hey!" Anzu said as Miho squatted over her, a bead of cum drooling from the tip of her cock. She grabbed a bottle of lube and a condom from the nightstand and looked at Anzu, who seemed to still be thinking it over. After a moment she rolled her eyes and nodded. "OK OK, go ahead you horny hound."
Arisu watched with aroused glee as Miho applied the condom to herself, a little lube to the both of them, and then slowly pushed her cock into Anzu's tiny butt. Ooarai's class president gasped sharply at the feeling and once again Arisu felt jealousy boiling beneath her arousal. She and Miho had done anal a few times before, so it wasn't as if Miho was doing something with Anzu that she wouldn't do with Arisu, but it had been a while.
"Ah!" Anzu yelped as Miho bottomed out and grinded in place. She had her knees and ankles together, to plump up her butt, and was propping her upper body up on her elbows. She looked back over her shoulder at Miho and Arisu's girlfriend began slowly dipping her cock in and out of Anzu's tushy, her wrapped cock glistening with lube. From her seat Arisu had an oblique angle on the action, letting her see Miho's cock when she pulled it back. She thought back to the first time they'd done anal, the two of them lying on their sides, spooning, and the brilliant intensity as Miho's penis slowly entered her backside. Nothing they'd done before that had felt as intense, and Arisu had fallen in love with it right there and then.
Of course, nothing quite compared to the first time she'd asked Miho to spank her. Or the first time she'd asked Miho to choke her. Or the first time she'd asked Miho to smack her. The first time she'd asked Miho to insult her, degrade her, restrain her. The first time Miho blindfolded her, the first time Miho came in her hair, the first time Miho bit her, the first time Miho gagged her, the first time Miho edged her, the first time Miho completely denied her an orgasm, the first time Miho put a remote-controlled vibrator in her, the first time Miho stepped on her, the first time Miho mock-raped her. Nothing ever compared to the thrill of the first time, regardless of what they did.
Miho moaned, knocking Arisu from her musings. Her girlfriend had her hands on Anzu's butt, spreading the cheeks open to get as much of her cock inside as possible. She was panting, her eyes half-lidded and glazed, lost completely in the selfish pleasure. Anzu, for her part, was enjoying it as best as she could. If she enjoyed it as much as Arisu did, Arisu couldn't say, but there was no doubt she liked it. From the way she gasped and yelped, the way she panted and hummed, she liked it.
My Miho. My perfect Miho, plowing another girl anyway she pleases.
Shimada Arisu worshipped Nishizumi Miho. There was no other way to say it. She worshipped her perfect, divine girlfriend. She was the image of feminine confidence and beauty, and Arisu had learned so much about herself in dating Miho. She loved and worshipped Miho, and would do so until her final day.
Miho moaned again, her hips hitting Anzu's butt hard enough to make the tiny little cheeks quiver. Arisu could only imagine what it felt like for her; the intense sensations running up her cock, the feeling of her balls smacking against the other girl's thighs, the mental pleasure at squatting over another girl and rutting her butt like a selfish beast. It had to be a feeling without equal.
Miho thrusted all the way in and cried out softly as she came a third time, her hips grinding against Anzu's tushy. A shiver ran through Arisu, her pussy twitching erratically and automatically, her own butt tightening at the memory of the times they'd done that. Miho switched to resting on her knees, her cock still inside Anzu, and she kneaded and groped the other girl's bottom. She pulled out after a moment, the tip of the condom bulbous with milky spunk. Miho patted Anzu's butt, stood, and dumped the condom in the trash.
Arisu watched as Anzu rolled onto her back, panting softly, and then sat up on the edge of the bed. She took a deep, ragged breath, and blew it out. "Wow..." she said. Arisu thought they were finished until Miho sat back down next to Anzu and started rubbing her thigh. "Miho?"
"I don't think you're done yet," Miho said into Anzu's ear. She scooted around to Anzu's back and knelt behind her, one hand still on her thigh and the other on Anzu's stomach. "You haven't cum yet, after all."
Miho took her hand from Anzu's thigh and put it on her pussy, gingerly rubbing it. She had her chin on Anzu's shoulder, half of her face hidden behind the class pres' head. She stared at Arisu with just the one eye as she rubbed and fingered Anzu, the look in her gaze driving Arisu up the wall.
Anzu moaned and closed her eyes, letting Miho take control. Her girlfriend put her free hand on Anzu's chest, fondling her little breasts, and continued to look at Arisu as she went. As she stroked Anzu's pussy a little bit of her cum leaked out, smeared across Anzu's folds by Miho's fingers. She lifted her hand, saw the cum on it, and stuck her fingers in Anzu's mouth. The other girl earnestly licked Miho's hand clean before Miho put it back on Anzu's pussy.
"Hmm, you're not as sensitive as Arisu. I guess it's because you're not as much of a stupid slut as she is. All I have to do with that bimbo is put just one finger in and she's making a mess all over my hand," Miho said. Her gaze continued to bore into Arisu, the look almost...primal.
Arisu was almost at her limit, squirming and writhing in the chair, struggling against the handcuffs in a futile attempt to break free and start rubbing her own pussy. She watched and listened as Miho kept going and going, Anzu's moans rising as she got closer and closer to cumming. She leaned back a little, spread her legs as much as she could, and came. She leaned her head back and squealed as her fluids squirted out onto Miho's hand and the bed, staining both.
With Anzu's head leaned back Miho was free to kiss her, which she did. She pulled her hand from Anzu's snatch and stroked the outer folds, wiping just a little of the fluids off. She pulled a few tissues from the box on the nightstand and wiped her clean, her chin still on Anzu's shoulders. She released her hold on Anzu and wiped her hands with the tissues. "My, that was fun, wasn't it Anzu?" Miho asked, and Anzu nodded wearily.
"Yes..." she breathed. She stood and stumbled over to her clothes and started putting them back on, still panting hard as she sat on the edge of the bed. When she was at least partially decent she looked at Arisu and smiled wearily, hands on her knees. "Now I see what all the fuss is about," she breathed.
Miho walked over to Arisu, kissed her, and undid the handcuffs. Arisu hugged her, nuzzling her cheek against Miho's neck, and looked at Anzu with one eye. Anzu nodded and stood. "If...that's all..." she said, and Miho looked back at her.
"You sure you can get back to your place alright?" Miho asked, and Anzu waved her hand dismissively.
"Momo-chan will pick me up if I call her. I'll just tell her we played bingo for a couple of hours if she asks," Anzu said with a wink, and stood. "See ya around you two." She gathered up the last of the clothes and left the room. A few minutes later Arisu heard their front door close, leaving the two of them alone. Miho looked back at Arisu, a concerned smile on her face.
"How was it?" Miho asked, and Arisu looked up at her.
"Amazing. More than amazing, it was incredible! Oh my gosh, the things you said and the way she sucked you off, and then you came inside her and... It was so great, Mi," Arisu said, and kissed Miho again. "I want to do it again sometime, if that's OK with you."
Miho rubbed the back of her neck and smiled sheepishly. "It was intense, and felt great, but... It wasn't the same. Anzu's a good person and a great friend, and I love her, but not the same way that I love you, Arisu. Doing...that with her just didn't feel the same as it does with you." She knelt down in front of Arisu, her hands on Arisu's thighs. "I love you, Arisu."
"I love you too, Mi," she said, and kissed Miho again. "If you don't want to do it again then I understand, and I'm totally OK with that."
"I don't regret it, but... You're the only one I'll ever want, Arisu. I'm glad you understand. Now, I think it's about time for your turn, yeah?" Miho asked, and licked her lips. She pulled Arisu's shorts off, followed by her moist panties. Strands of pussy juice followed the cotton as it traveled down Arisu's thighs. When her bottom half was free of fabric restraints Arisu spread her legs open, enjoying the cool touch of the air on her sticky privates. "What do you want me to do?"
"Lick me, please," Arisu said, and scooted closer to the edge of the chair. Miho gave her a wry look and moved her face in closer, licking her lips as she did so.
"Who said you could give me orders?" Miho asked with a smirk, cutting off Arisu's reply by pressing her tongue to her girlfriend's aching and eager pussy. Arisu let out a contented sigh, leaned her head back, and bit her finger as Miho began, her love for Miho renewed in ways that she'd never thought possible before.
Though, she admitted with a devilish grin, some part of her was already thinking up even more things to entice her lover with, and new ways for the both of them to explore their relationship.