Nemuri turned on the lights as she and Izuku entered her apartment. She told him to excuse the mess as she was in the middle of spring cleaning. What mess questioned the curious teen. A few scattered magazines, an article of clothing on the floor. That was minute compared to his dorm room. Now, he digressed.
"Make yourself at home," she said in a drawing whisper as she tried her lips from his ear to the base of his neck. "I am going to get some drinks. You prefer beer or you think you are too much of a kid to do so?"
"Beer is fine," he said quickly, more out of intimidation than out of curiosity.
"Don't worry. If you don't finish, I'll help you drink it," she said as she winked at him.
It was quite surprising that he had extended her offer to come to her apartment. She told Izuku that he was the first student to enter her home. He doubted that. He had heard of the rumors through the precious grapevine that he called his social circle. Yet again, he wasn't certain of the truth or what was fiction? He evaded those thoughts as he sat on the couch.
He had the shuffling of glasses as Midnight closed the cabinet. She opened the fridge to retrieve what she wanted. It wasn't long when she left the kitchen and returned with the items at hand. "Sorry, but I hope you prefer wine." She pouted her lips. "I can run to the store and get some beer if you want."
He didn't answer, just shaking his head in disagreement. "Wine is fine." Honestly, he had never had any kind of alcohol. He doubted that communion wine counted as it was diluted with water. This was much of a virgin moment than when he had earlier with his first handjob with his teacher. He still can't get his mind off of her smooth touch. Her gentle blue eyes with the tenacity that wanted him to feel good. Her haughty expression wanting to devour him and make him her own.
For that particular moment, he wouldn't mind falling into that category.
He couldn't pronounce the name of the wine. French wasn't his forte. Nevertheless, the wine was a sparkling white and she mentioned it came from an even year in the nineties. "You were still a twinkle in your father's eyes when this came out," she told him as she poured him a glass. "I was probably in junior high school when this came out." She handed him the glass. He accepted, feeling her touch as she glided her hand on his fingers. A sensual touch, enough to stimulate him. He fidgeted, which was more of her liking than anything.
"I wouldn't know," answered Izuku after a few seconds of delay. "I have never really talked to my father with such trivial pursuits."
"Hmm," she said as she poured herself a glass. "I wouldn't worry your cute head over this." She took a sip of the sparkling drink. "Just know that everything tastes better as it is older." She eyed his glass as he had yet taken a sip. "Need help, sweetie?"
Izuku stammered as he felt the gentle touch of Midnight's hand touching his hand. She wrapped tightly. "Just close your eyes and relax. Just allow the taste to take you away." Izuku obeyed her orders as if she was a trusting parent. He let the sparkling wine hit his lips. The sensation felt stronger than any carbonated beverage he has ever tasted. Midnight pressed her lips onto his tingling cheeks. She gave him feathery pecks. She placed her hand around his neck gently, ensuring that he would swallow.
"Good boy," she said. "See it didn't taste so bad. Didn't it, Izuku?"
"No, ma'am," he said. "It was tasty. A bit bitter but nevertheless, enjoyable."
"That's my boy," she said as she slid her hand to his collar. She planted her nose at the base of his neck. "Hmm," she giggled as she inhaled the scent of boyhood. "Do you know what you do to me?"
She slid her hand further to his valley. She gripped at his thighs, squeezing vigorously to awaken his middleman. It doesn't take long for it to happen. "Shall I continue to play with your shaft, Deku baby? Would it be exciting if you were to wet your pants to make such a tasty creampie." She licked her lips. "I wouldn't mind if you did."
A bump to the wall interrupted their rendezvous. Midnight didn't fret. She raised her eyes in excitement. She removed her eyewear and placed it on the mantle. She heard the sound of the bump coming again. Her eyes were staring at the door behind the couch. She drew her eyes back to her Izuku. "Seems to me that she is awake."
She slid her hands from Izuku as she stood up. She poured herself another glass of wine, ingesting quickly before putting it down. She swayed her hips as she made her away from around the couch and toward the door.
"Don't be shy, dear. She is quite harmless," she informed Izuku alluringly. "She doesn't get kind of cranky when she wakes up." She lingered her finger. "Come on in."
Entering the bedroom, she took off her silk stockings. She really didn't care for stockings, so the cool air made it refreshing to her slender legs. She chuckled a little as she lit a candle on her dresser. The smell of lavender entered the bedroom.
Lying on the bed was a blonde woman.
Yuu Takeyama.
Mount Lady.
She muffled as she was tied to Nemuri's bed. Tied to her ankles and to her wrists, naked and gagged with a pair of panties. The sound of a rotor coming from her pussy. She walked forward. Very delicately, she touched her leg. She wanted her to be sensitive, heighten her to make him feel uneasy. She was fortunate to remove her clothes before or else it would have been difficult.
She knew it was working because she was twitching, but she knew she was in a literal bind. She chuckled as she rubbed her stomach.
"Surprise to see you awake at this time, Yuu," she said to her alluringly. "We have company." She turned to Izuku. "Don't be shy, Izuku. Yuu loves company."
Yuu shook her head, flinching every time Nemuri touched her stomach. Feeling the soft texture of her hands was arousing her. She didn't want to admit or accept, but being around Nemuri turned her on. She closed his eyes, allowing her body to relax. She took a sharp breath through the muffling of the panties and gave Nemuri permission to submit. It didn't go unnoticed from Nemuri and she clapped her hands to the moment of Yuu's surrender.
"My dear lemon drops," she purred. "You surrender so easily. Yet again, you can never resist my prowess, can you?"
Yuu groaned in the pleasure as she could never say no to her best friend and mistress. "Dearest Nemuri," cried Yuu as her panties were removed. "I am feeling much limp."
Nemuri ignored her cries as she climbed onto to bed, continuing to lick her to her stomach, caressing her soft tongue on such smooth flesh. Nemuri knew her spots for it wasn't the first time she had partook of this delicate creature. She smiled as she pulled the rotor from her pussy, releasing the floodgate of her pussy juices.
"Shh! Relax, Yuu. Let me take you away." Nemuri made strong kisses to Yuu's body, continuing to go to her maidenhood. As much as Yuu wanted to resist, she wanted more. She wanted someone to give her the passion she desperately sought.
Nemuri ignored her cries. She made to it to her cavern, which she felt her fluids wanted to be released. She licked her lips and took a taste of her Yuu's maidenhood.
"Nemuri," she cried.
"Yes, my dearest Yuu," she cried. "Moan my name, feel me. Let your voice be heard into this room."
Yuu clenched her toes into the silk. She took sharp breaths, feeling Nemuri. Nemuri grabbed her tits to aid her in her near-climax. She knew the right spots. She continued to taste until she knew it was time for Yuu to come.
"Right there," she screamed while squirming. "Right there, dear Nemuri. I am almost there. I am almost there."
"Excellent," Nemuri purred. "Come for me. Let me taste you. Let me feel your love for me."
Yuu cried out Nemuri's name as she released her fluids into Nemuri's mouth. She continued licking her pussy until she felt her climax subsided. She felt Yuu's body going limp. Nemuri stood up and began licking her fingers of her juices. She leaned forward to share some of the loot with Yuu.
"That was wonderful, dearest Nemuri," said Yuu as she reached for the covers to cover her nakedness. Nemuri came and gave her a deep kiss. They swapped tongues as the duo continued kissing. She reached for Yuu's breast, but she shied away. "Remember, I get sensitive, Nemuri."
Nemuri grinned. "I know. That's why I wanted more of you." She kissed her on the forehead before lying down to the bed. She grabbed her and placed her on her breasts. Yuu got herself adjusted, kissing on her nipple.
Izuku.
"Oh, darling. Did we forget about you? Take our apologies," said Nemuri. She was insincere with her apology. All he could do was stare. As if he was in the way. Forgotten. He wasn't forgotten. She wanted this to happen. Get jealous, get passionate with rage. Make us our wives. His erect cock was dripping through his pants. A waste? Not yet for the girls knew when he came in, he was going to be certain to do whatever he could to be the best man he could be. She knew that Izuku was passionate, compassionate, sincere, and downright adorable.
Thus why she wanted Izuku in the first place.
"Come to us," said Nemuri as she led Izuku to the bed. Like a puppy, he climbed to the center where the girls have met. Yuu rubbed his hair with her chin, giving him slight peck to his forehead whereas Nemuri assisted him by taking off his clothes.
Izuku didn't fret as Yuu began licking him. He was in a different mindstate as he was sandwiched between the girls.
"Your night with us is far from over, Izuku," said Nemuri as she finished removing the last article of clothing.
I am going to make you mine for sure!
To be continued….