.
YOURS
(as inspired by "I'm Yours" by The Script)
© FutaTeaTime, 2022. All rights reserved.
.
TRIGGER WARNING
This story contains narratives that some
people may find offensive or distressing.
.
"She's sleeping."
.
January, 2015.
.
"Hey, Ricchan, we're here!" the three futas called out to their friend from afar. He waved his hand at them. He talked some more with his neighbor. She was famous around their neighborhood for her perfectly sculptured looks. They watched their interaction in amazement. She suddenly took off her scarf and she then wrapped it around his neck. He gave her a light nod before he finally left her doorstep. They did not look away from her even when he was already on his way towards them.
.
"Isn't that the Snow Queen?"
"Her jugs are freaking huge."
"Nah. I've seen bigger ones."
"You and your eromangas."
"I wonder if Ricchan, uh… you know."
"Cut it out, assholes. They're friends."
"It starts like that in mangas."
.
"Eromangas," Aoi corrected them. His eyes were fixated on his phone. He simply scrolled through the last few texts that he previously exchanged with his girlfriend as he waited for a reply from her. Their previous date did not end well, in fact, it ended with her giving him a black eye. She confronted him about the pictures that he secretly took of them. They were circulated by his friends, and their friends, and her mother somehow got hold of them. Ugh. It's not like I'm sharing the ones from when we did it.
.
"Hey, Aoi, you like her for her boobs?"
"I don't know. I'm over her."
"You asked her out only a week ago."
"It's a touchy topic for him."
"…she did reject him within seconds."
"Well, Aoi, is it her boobs?"
"Just stop it, Kei, I'm not that into her."
.
He rolled his eyes at them. He glanced at the ravenette. She kept her eyes on the brunette for a moment before she finally entered her house. He hated seeing them together. The three of them had been friends since forever, however, he had grown apart from her over the years. No. She was the one cutting him off ever since those incidents took place between them. They were lead by his raging hormones. They drove him crazy for her. She was his first love. He could never get over her.
.
.
Flashback
August, 2014.
.
It happened sometime last summer. He had his hands on his first eromanga. It was a story about two childhood friends where the futa took the girl by force when she was asleep. She did resist the assault at first but she gradually succumbed to the pleasures. It inspired him to make his move on the unaware ravenette. He read more eromangas until he came up with a conclusion. The girls resist less when the futas cum inside them for the first time. He included this step into his wicked plan.
.
He eventually acted on his plan at the end of that summer. He asked her if he could come over to her house so that they could finish their homework together. She accepted his arrangement although she did finish hers. It made him happy. He assumed that she liked him but his happiness did not last long. She was tutoring the brunette at the same time he went to see her. He almost gave up on his plan before he found out that she was sick. She taught them a few things and she then took a nap upstairs.
.
"Hey, Ritsu, I heard you cook often."
"Here and there."
"Porridges are good for sick people."
"She's sleeping."
"She can eat it when she wakes up."
"…okay. I'm not sure if they have –"
"Take your time."
"Whatever. I'll just make something."
.
He put his pen down as soon as his friend disappeared into the kitchen. He tiptoed his way upstairs. He twisted the doorknob to her bedroom. She was seemingly sound asleep. He pushed close the door behind him. He stood by her bedside as he silently studied her face. He imagined it tainted with his cum and it was enough to make him hard. He wanted more but he was afraid. What if she wakes up? She might like it if I keep going at it. He convinced himself. He looked over the unfamiliar room.
.
He saw her laundry basket. He approached it. He rummaged through it for her underwear. He found one. He felt it up by squishing it into his hands a few times. He stared at it before he sniffed at it. His moans escaped his lips. He loved her scent. He took a quick look at her. She was still asleep. He took a few deep breaths. He unzipped his pants with trembling hands. He pulled out his throbbing member and he then wrapped her underwear around it. He continuously rubbed it along its length.
.
"Wake up, Mio, it's about time you –"
"Can you fucking knock first?"
"I thought you went to the toilet, Aoi."
"Ugh. Fuck this. I'm leaving."
"What's with you? It's not your room."
.
He ignored his friend. He pushed him out of his way and he went downstairs. He gathered his stuff. He was about to fasten his backpack when he saw his bloody fingers. He entered the restroom to wash himself. He winced in pain all the time he awkwardly moved about. "Ouch, fuck you, Ritsu," he cursed his friend. He actually injured his member when he zipped up his pants earlier. He pulled out the underwear from his pocket. It was sticky from his cum. He used it to wipe his member clean before he dumped it into the dumpster outside her house. Fuck.
.
To Be Continued
.
Author's Notes
I'll continue this story on the Wattpad, that is, if
you want more from me. Thank you for reading!
.
Now, you know why her mommy despises Ritsu.
.