A Night to Remember With Monster Girls
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Kimihito Kurusu waved goodbye to three of his charges. Mero had a speaking engagement at an aquarium in another city, and Lala was going with her, as she'd wanted to get out of the house for a while. Ms. Smith had approved as long as the dullahan kept her head on and stayed away from hospitals. Her impatience with Lala's quirks was understandable, and Kimihito was glad that she was at least offering the chance.
Rachnera was another matter. She didn't have permission to go out on her own, but that had never stopped her before. He certainly wasn't going to try to dictate to her. The Arachne liked to wander off occasionally, but she always came home, so he wasn't overly worried.
What did worry him was the full moon that night. Spring had arrived, and the nights were getting shorter, gradually, but the notion that the night of the full moon wouldn't last as long as the last one had didn't help much. He'd long ago established an early bedtime for the girls on the nights when the moon was full, as they tended to get a little overexcited. That first full moon, when it had just been Miia, Papi, and Centorea, had almost killed him, after all. That was just three horny demi-humans. He didn't like his chances with seven in the house.
He went back inside and settled at his desk. His old part-time job was long gone, but many of his costs were covered by Ms. Smith's bosses, so money wasn't as urgent as it could have been. Work from home job opportunities were generally scams, but he found a few legitimate companies, and so had a little money coming in. Working on those kept him busy until just before sunset.
He prepared dinner for the girls, pushing Miia out of the kitchen, as he had no desire to poison anyone. The lamia was sweet, but some of her efforts in the kitchen qualified as biohazards. Even Papi had better sense than to eat something Miia cooked.
He talked to each of them over dinner, discussing the latest news and future plans. They talked about Mero's excursion and wondered where Rachnera had gotten to. No one really wanted to pry into that. All of the girls seemed distracted, though, and he wondered if he was pushing the time on the full moon. They were all eyeing him with more than the usual intensity, at least when they weren't focused on something else. Miia's gaze was downright suggestive. It made him somewhat uncomfortable, and the air itself seemed to be getting thicker. He ignored that as his imagination. He also ignored the warmth in his chest at the way they smiled at him and made their interest clear. The stiffening in his pants was harder to ignore, but he knew he couldn't follow through with any of them.
It was literally against the law to do anything with consenting adults of another species. That had never frustrated him more than it was at that moment. He wasn't sure where the frustration was coming from. Perhaps he was coming down with something? It was a little hard to breathe, stuffy. At the same time, his sinuses were clear, and he was in fact hyper-aware of how good the girls smelled. He put that thought out of his head as inappropriate.
He checked the window after dinner, and discovered the moon was already rising. He urged them all to bed early, something they had all agreed to after the first incident. Though, Papi generally had to be reminded.
When they were all safely in their rooms, he returned to his desk and got a little more work done. It didn't last. He was too distracted by the lingering scents of the girls, and his erection refused to go down.
A cold bath seemed in order. In something of a daze, he walked to his bedroom and got what he would need, stripping down without thinking about it. The girls were asleep in their rooms, after all, he reasoned, somewhat muzzily. He made his way down the hall, carrying towel and wash cloth. He was otherwise naked, and if this seemed odd to him, he didn't let it deter him.
His hard dick waved before him, almost like a divining rod seeking water. Well, it's seeking something, the bemused thought passed through his muddled brain. 'I should follow it.'
So, he followed it, straight into Miia's room. The sight that greeted him made his dick ache. The beautiful lamia had stripped off her clothes, and was playing with her breasts with one hand, while the other drove two fingers in and out of her pussy. His lustful sigh attracted her attention.
She stared at him in shock, wondering if she could be dreaming. Her darling was finally coming for her. She spread her arms, smiling widely and inhaling to call to him. The sight made him forget all about baths, cold or otherwise. He dropped the already forgotten towel and went to her.
She welcomed him with open arms. They came together and she kissed him passionately. Kimihito found his body responding without his conscious direction. It seemed to know what to do. He ran his hands up and down her back before separating enough to cup her breasts and rub the nipples. She sighed happily at his ministrations, clumsy though they were, and sighed again when one hand slipped down to gently massage her pussy. He was trying to make her happy, and that was the most arousing thing about it. He cared about making her feel good.
This left her in no mood for preliminaries. She'd waited long enough. Pulling him back onto her bed, she drew him on top of her and grabbed his hard cock, before guiding it to her entrance. She smiled up at him, and almost hesitated at the dazed look on his face. It cleared, though, to a degree, and he asked her.
"You sure?"
Rather than answer, the lamia wrapped a length of her lower body around his hips, and pulled him in. There was a flash of pain as he broke her hymen, but she ignored it. She'd wanted him to come to her like this almost since she'd met him. That gave her something in common with the other females in the house, but he had come to her.
With little urging, he began to move in and out of her. She smiled happily as she met each thrust, and stole a kiss when he was in range, the pressure against her breasts adding extra, welcome sensation. She was never sure afterwards how long it lasted, but she had an orgasm before he came inside her.
She'd been careful about her coils, not wanting to hurt him as she had before, but she still found herself tightening them involuntarily. He grunted in protest, even as he emptied his balls into her. Reaching out one hand, he grabbed the tip of her tail, a spot he knew to be sensitive, and squeezed.
With a cry of surprise, she came again and her coils went slack. He extricated himself, and staggered off. "Sorry, darling," she gasped. She felt a little too wrung out to go after him, though. "Maybe for the best," she murmured sleepily. Hurting him was a genuine concern. Humans were so fragile.
Kimihito made his way down the hall, covered in sweat and other fluids in a few places. He stopped by the bathroom and scrubbed himself down with a wet washcloth, starting to feel a little more clearheaded with some water splashed in his face. Why had he done that with Miia? If the commission found out, there'd be serious trouble. He frowned, thinking back on what had led to that. Something weird was going on.
He left the room, deciding he should check on the others after he grabbed some clothes. That plan suddenly became less important as a strong smell from across the hall caught his attention. He inhaled deeply, and thoughts of clothes vanished. He went into the room.
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