The characters in the story speak Japanese, their words have been translated to their intended English meaning.
Chapter 2: The First Voyage
July 2022, Exact Date Unknown
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Ezra arrived back home underneath the beautiful orange sunset shining from behind the building. The Canadian man almost ran to the front door, eager to see his partner's best friend and follow through on what he thought would only ever be fantasies. As stated before, he was always loyal to Io and her wishes, never acting on the thoughts he vividly imagined nearly every day of 'The Basement''s existence. No joshi wrestler who resided there had more of his attention than Kairi Sane.
Io and Kairi had known each other long enough that they were more sisterly than anything else, sometimes closer. Kairi was the only resident that regularly found her way upstairs, often right by her younger friend's side. Ezra was quick to notice any glances that the thirty-three year old would shoot in his direction, prying his eyes away with outfits that no straight man or lesbian woman could ignore. The blue bikini she had teased Io with earlier was her favorite thing to prance around in, enough that he was expecting to see it when he opened the door and stepped inside.
The six-foot-tall man did not see Kairi in a bikini, instead seeing nothing but the room he had fucked Io in earlier in the day. He made a quick dash for the doorway behind the couch that led downstairs. As his hand grasped the handle, he felt it pull back. Popping her head out was not Kairi, but instead Hikaru Shida, the former AEW Women's World Champion.
"Oh, there you are," Hikaru spoke. "Your Pirate Princess awaits."
"How much did she pay you to say that?" Ezra asked with a chuckle.
"Fare both ways and extra money for the convention," she said, opening the door fully, showing him the Yor Forger cosplay that clung to her athletic body. "See you in a few days."
Hikaru walked past Ezra while he headed down the long flight of stairs. He punched in the code to unlock the large metal doors and was met by the sights, sounds and smells of a beachfront resort. His sneakers stepped across the concrete floor that surrounded the big inground pool, passing by the empty row of beach chairs and small, umbrella-covered tables. The man followed the stone path past various soundproofed beach houses where the girls would sleep and carry out their required personal business.
The path led Ezra to the 'Kimura Bar', where in front of the long bar, sitting atop the center stool, was the woman he was looking for. Kairi was not dressed in the bikini, but instead an elegant, sparkling golden dress with very small shoulder straps and a tight bust that pushed her petite breasts into a prominent cleavage. The dress barely passed her knees, keeping part of her black fishnet stockings hidden by more than just a ruby-red pumps.
"My god, Kairi," Ezra said, causing her to slowly turn her head towards him and smile beneath the wave of brown hair that covered half of her face.
"You like?" Kairi asked, holding up a rather large drink with a chunk of pineapple on the rim. "Have a sip and a seat."
Ezra sat in front of the woman, tasting his strong alcoholic drink.
"You know how I like these," he said, resting a hand on her knee.
"Well, the bartender does," Kairi responded, sipping her equally-as-strong peach-flavored drink. "Riho is the best we have. I'll make sure she is rewarded properly."
"Isn't that my job?" the man asked, struggling to stop his hand from sliding up her tanned thigh.
"Io didn't tell you?" she asked. "She wants me to take over her share of this place while she's gone. Say hello to your new partner."
"She did not," he said, surprised.
"Were you doing anything...distracting...on the drive there?" Kairi said after another sip.
"Oh."
Kairi wrapped her hand around his, bringing his fingers to her nose.
"Smells like a distraction," she laughed before running her tongue around the tips. "Tastes like one too."
"So when you said that you are taking over for Io, I'm assuming that it's not just the business partnership we're talking about," he said, the back of his hand stroking her cheek.
Kairi's brown eyes stared into Ezra's lighter-browns while she lifted her dress up her toned thighs and over her firm butt. The man could not help but look down to find a lack of underwear blocking her swollen pink pussy lips, the artificial sunlight glistening on their misty coating. While he stared at her cunt, she pulled the chunk of pineapple from his drink, which grabbed his attention. He watched the piece of fruit as it approached her lips, but not the lips she was smiling at him with.
The Japanese woman rubbed the chunk of fruit against her damp cunt, mixing it with her juices and leaving a sweet layer that made Ezra salivate. Sliding it across her throbbing clitoris caused her hands to shake and the rumble of a pleasured groan exit her. Ezra felt his cock painfully trying to break through its denim prison for the entire minute that his new partner added his favorite flavor to his favorite snack. Once she felt she had done enough, Kairi brought the pineapple to her mouth and took a bite, savoring the new flavor combination that covered her taste buds.
Ezra could not hold himself back anymore, dropping to his knees and kicking his barstool away. Kairi opened her legs as wide as she could, her heart beating fast as she watched his face approach her crotch. She bit down on her lips and purred sensually as his tongue started to tickle at her pineapple-flavored folds. As soon as the sweet taste registered, the Canadian thoroughly cleaned the girl's lips, occasionally poking in and flicking at her clit.
Kairi squirmed around on the barstool, struggling to keep herself steady. Every puff of air blown on her sensitive nub by her new lover's nose, coupled with every invasion of her tight entrance by his hot, slimy tongue caused her entire body to jerk. The woman's fingernails dug into the wooden bartop while her other hand roughly tugged at her long, brown hair. Every few seconds, she was able to hold her eyes open long enough to meet his loving glare.
"Ezraaaaaa," she moaned, her hand leaving her hair and grabbing at her chest, feeling her hard nipple trying to poke through the tight dress.
