Oayama (pt. 02)

I was still in my pajamas when Yuki knocked on my door at exactly nine on Sunday morning. There seemed no point for me to dress. Yuki in turn looked gorgeous in her white shirt, jeans, and short red heels which she left at the entrance. Her makeup was on perfectly. She was shaking with nerves as I opened the door wide to let her in. Instinctively Yuki went and set her purse down in the same place she did in my little dining room for English lessons. Knowing how awkward this whole situation was, I walked up to her, held that gorgeous little thing in my arms, and kissed her lips. It had been a week since my night with Emily, and my cock was well-ready to go again. Kissing so swiftly was a magical moment with Yuki, planned and yet unexpected so quickly. Yuki and I connected lips for the first time. We didn't talk, we hugged and kissed. I ran my hands therapeutically through her hair as we snogged. I kissed her neck and ears. I brought my hand between us pulled at her jeans button, and lowered her zip. Yuki was shocked to be losing her panties and jeans together, over her ass, and down her thighs so quickly after entering the apartment. I broke the kiss briefly to pull them down and over her ankles, and she let me, uncertain of how to stop it without disappointing me. Yuki's shirt tails covered her pussy and when I whisked my own pyjama pants off, it stopped my burning erection from pushing against her skin.

I kissed Yuki passionately, giving her my tongue. Lifting her to put her naked ass on the cold dining table where we had lessons, I stepped between Yuki's bare thighs. For a brief moment, I kneeled, taking Yuki entirely by surprise as I tongued her slit wet. I could tell how shocked she was, her muscles tightened and instinctively she backed off - I had to hold her in place to drink her wet. Standing, I rubbed my cock tip against her labia, getting that wetness onto me before putting myself at her hole and pushing.

Yuki gasped at the feeling of cock fighting to get into her for the first time. Nothing had ever been in there. No finger, no tongue, no toy, not even a tampon. The first thing that fought into her most precious place was the fat seven inches of an Australian boy's erection.

Kissing her mouth gently, she squirmed at the taste of her own pussy. I did my best to hold her to the kiss and hold her hips in place to be fucked. It wasn't easy. I could feel the tears from her eyes rolling onto my cheek. I didn't let up, I fought and squeezed and did all I could to fuck that tight young girl. It was a proper battle. Her vagina put up a tremendous fight, keeping the intruder from stealing into its depths for as long as it could. But my will was stronger than Yuki's vaginal walls. With a shriek of pain, I busted through to get my entire cock inside that tiny body.

I lay her back on the dining table, holding her thighs to keep myself deep inside. Tears ran down onto the table surface. She had come to my apartment to offer herself but wasn't expecting the whole event would happen in the first fifteen minutes.

"Undo your shirt," I said gently. "Let me take a look at your tits."

Yuki sobbed as she slowly undid the buttons, then awkwardly unhooked her bra. I helped her take it all off, laying her naked back on the table, standing cock-deep between her legs. Yuki gasped as I started fucking.

"Your tits are great," I said. They were small but strong and shook back and forth as I pounded her. I ripped my own top off so we were both nude. "Your cunt feels amazing... though it won't be tight like this for long."

I pulled Yuki up to kiss her mouth as I humped her naked body.

"I love you," Yuki said, still crying.

"I love you, too," I said, knowing she needed to hear it back right away. Yuki kissed desperately as I humped her right to the edge of what her inexperienced vagina could handle, then pulled out abruptly. Yuki felt the absence with a mixture of relief and disappointment. Blood covered my shaft and dripped from her onto the wooden dining floor. We both stared down at the mess on my cock, and leaking from her vagina.

"Not a virgin anymore," I said casually.

"I love you," Yuki again said, desperately in need of making sense of what happened.

"I love you too," I nodded, still conscious of her fragile state. "Shall I cum in you? Do you want to use your cunt to get pregnant?

"Cunt?"

Yuki jumped as I pushed a finger into the blood. "That. Your manko. Your cunt. You want me to use your cunt to have a baby now, or just use it for fun?"

Yuki looked at me lovingly.

"It's better you use it, not babies yet."

"It?" I asked teasingly, ever the English teacher. "Use the right word."

"Better you use my cunt not for babies."

"Hmmm, okay. Let's clean up all your gunk, Yuki. It looks like period."

"It's not! It's not! I'm finished that, I swear."

"I know," I grinned. "I'm just teasing you."

Yuki reached for her shirt to put on, but I took I took it from her.

"You're a woman now. In this house, no clothes. Not for you."

Yuki took a deep breath and got down off the table. Things had gone exponentially faster than she expected. She went to get a paper towel to clean the blood from her deflowering.

Watching the embarrassment and unfamiliarity she felt being naked with a guy, it was gorgeous. Several times I told her how wonderful she looked naked, trying to give her the confidence to stand straight and show her body proudly.

"How did you get to twenty-two unfucked?" I asked as we looked through my bookshelf in the living room as a means of getting to know each other better.

Yuki shrugged. "I never had a boyfriend."

"Why not? You must have been asked?"

"I never... put myself there."

"What's that mean?"

"Girls that have boys... they show themselves."

"Show themselves? Show their tits?" I asked, confused.

"No! Their person. They let guys know they want to be approached. I don't do that."

"Why? Because you're shy?"

Yuki blushed and nodded.

"You are a stunning nude," I said again. "Amazing you slipped through this far. Your tits turn up, not down. That's a rare thing."

(For reference, watch from the 52min:40sec mark onward from the video "Cuckold Fuck In The Other Side Of Magic Mirror", you'll see a similar example of how Yuki's body looks... not the face, though, that's not Yuki. Yuki looks more naive. But those tits... just like that!)

"It's from my mother."

"Seriously?" I laughed. "You're mum is like that?"

"Hmmm," Yuki blushed.

"Is her ass that cute? Does she have a gap like you do between her thighs?"

Yuki smiled. "I don't know!"

"Ah, you're just a tits girl, huh? Only pay attention to that?"

"You're funny," Yuki said, though I suspected she meant strange, rather than hilarious.

Having Yuki naked and fucked so quickly was the perfect recipe for the day. We were able to relax and get to know each other. Still waters run deep. That girl with the turned-up tits and daylight between her gorgeous naked thighs was well-read, she knew music beyond her years and she raced Mario Kart like a pro. Yuki truly was a hidden gem. When I fucked her again, I did it using cooking oil to make it easier on her vaginal walls - and mostly she enjoyed it. Especially in my dining room. That was a special place to be intimate given all the time we spent there in class as platonic teacher and student. Yuki giggled at being fucked in Sachiko's chair, saying she would make sure Sachiko knew about it before our next lesson.

"So, how's it been?" I asked her as we lay in bed, holding each other and kissing softly and intimately.

"I like it," she smiled. "A bit unbelievable."

"What do you like?" I asked. Yuki rested her head on my shoulder, her leg over mine. She reached down and gripped my half-hard penis. "You like cock?"

"I like yours," she said, squeezing and feeling it. "It's new for me. I had curiosity."

"Yeah?"

"What happens when it comes out? The inside stuff?"

"The sperm? You wanna see?" I laughed.

"I don't know. Is it scary?"

I picked up and knelt over Yuki on her back, a leg on either side of her hips. Kneeling upright, I pulled her hand to my cock and together we tugged. I wouldn't take long, I was well on edge. Yuki helped me masturbate in fear and awe. When I brought myself close to the edge I pointed my cock down at her. When I came it was with the force of a week's pent-up sperm. The first rope went all over her neck and face, then the rest spurt and dribbled onto her breasts.

I took a deep sigh and said, "That's what you wanted to see?"

"Oh my god," Yuki giggled, not wanting to move, her face and chest caked in a mix of runny and gluggy cum. "Oh my god."

I dropped down next to her, relaxed after my orgasm. I took Yuki's hand and used it to spread and smear all the semen over her skin and her face for it to dry. Then I took her fingers and put them into her mouth to suck them clean.

"Yuki, do you want us to be boyfriend-girlfriend?" I asked.

"I do," she said, which made me laugh at the choice of words.

"Are you going to be okay to have sex every time we meet?"

"It's okay," she said timidly.

"You don't mind giving me your cunt? Every time?"

"Sachiko told me I have to."

"And you are okay with it?" I asked, reaching down between her legs, and putting my middle finger half inside. Yuki didn't answer, she closed her eyes tight and gripped my arm.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"It's... okay," she grimaced.

I pulled my finger out and could see the relief on her face. I leaned in and kissed her lips. Yuki enjoyed the intimacy of nudity but would need time to get used to penetration.

"What I want," I said kissing her nipples, "Is that you try things. You give it a go. If we do it a few times, and if you don't like it, we'll stop doing that. I'm not going to make you do things that you tried and don't like, but you've got to give it a good try first? Is that fair?"

"Okay," Yuki agreed as I came back up to kiss her lips. As small as her body was, we fit into each other well. Her ass was in the perfect place to be held as we kissed, her curves somehow fit mine such that bare skin connected everywhere smoothly. We kissed for an age, it was a heartfelt attraction.

"It's late, we better get some lunch," I said, stomach growling. "Just put your shirt on, nothing under. We'll go to Omotecho to eat. As a covered street, you won't be too cold wearing that. Hopefully!"

Yuki was clearly uncomfortable walking out my front door with just her shirt and her red heels.

"People can see I have no underwear," she said, looking at the color of her nipples through the shirt material.

"Yeah, that's part of the fun!"

"You want people to see my body?"

"Yes," I smiled.

"Oh," she said, more confused than angry.

We walked to the local train station to get into the city, it was only four stops. Yuki looked scandalous, but I tried not to let her know. In hindsight, it was an ambitious choice of clothing. It wasn't just her breasts that came through the material, her ass was clearly visible, too. And the last button on the front was too high. The smallest drift of breeze gave direct exposure to her pussy. I had to direct us slyly away from the young and the old, but that left plenty of people who got a clear view of my new girlfriend's pussy. I couldn't blame her, it was my fault. Thankfully Yuki was too naive to notice the stares and sniggers. And she was also too naive not to bend over or reach up or generally take care to keep her ass and pussy covered when we looked through the shops or ate lunch. Thankfully we didn't have any trouble and made it home safely just after three.

"Off," I said, undoing her shirt buttons and getting my Yuki entirely nude again. Safely back in my apartment, she moved much more comfortably nude than before.

"Can I take a shower?" she asked.

"Sure."

I wanted to go in with her but resisted and gave Yuki a chance to be alone. She probably needed a moment to wash away the gunk between her legs and assess the damage. It had already been a monumental day for a girl who had never been undressed with a boy before.

When Yuki came out to towel herself dry, I couldn't help but say, "Wow, you are a stunning nude."

Yuki blushed but seemed happy to get the compliment.

"How long can you stay?"

"I should be home soon. My parents think I'm studying, so home around five?"

"How far is it to here?"

"On the bus, it can be twenty minutes from my door to your door."

"Okay, we have a little time."

I kept out of Yuki's pussy for the rest of our time. It had been a big day for it, and she would feel more comfortable after washing it out. No point in messing it up again. So I sucked her breasts and tongued her mouth and had her tug with two hands on my cock until I came again, this time into her hand so she could take a good look at the semen and play with it.

"Lick your hand clean," I told her.

"Is it safe?"

"Of course!"

Yuki licked her palm, drinking down both the wet and dried sperm. She didn't look like it tasted good, but she finished.

"You're a star," I smiled.

"I'll see you on Saturday for class?" Yuki said when she finally put her jeans and shirt on to leave. Her bra and panties were in my trophy draw.

"Are we... going to have an extra lesson next Sunday?" I asked, suddenly pining for more Yuki.

"Next weekend my father has a work event. All the family will represent."

"I see," I said, playing it cooler than I was feeling.

"I love you," Yuki consoled me, with feeling. I melted, right there, into a puddle. "I'll be back as soon as I can. I know you want sex."

"Thank you," I said truly. "I love you too."

All my own expectations of the day had been blown up, as had hers. Yuki was gorgeous. She was wonderful. What a find, right under my nose.

I next saw Sachiko on Wednesday at class, but we didn't get to talk until she dropped her kids off for Saturday class. Those poor kids got stuck with a writing task again as her mother and I spoke quietly in the kitchen. I didn't mean to come across as negative, but Sachiko was so smug about her matchmaking that I found myself instinctively trying to give balance to the situation.

"So you got your sex. She let you make love to her. Everything is perfect!" she grinned in self-satisfaction.

"Okay. Okay, but still a long way from perfect!" I said.

"Why, Sensei? Yuki said that she could do everything you asked."

"Okay, but I didn't ask a lot. She's a long way from being ready."

"For what?"

"You want details?" I asked, frowning.

"What she cannot do?" Sachiko was trying to understand.

"Well," I said, taking a deep breath. "She didn't suck cock, I didn't cum in her mouth, she didn't masturbate, I didn't fuck her ass, we didn't take any photos or make a video, she doesn't have sexy underwear, I didn't fuck her with any sex toys, I didn't suck any hickeys on her tits, or shave her cunt, she won't be able to stay over, or even stay late, and this week she isn't even coming on Sunday morning because of a family event. A long way from perfect."

As soon as I finished, I knew it was an over-complain. I adored my day with Yuki, and I was looking forward to slowly helping Yuki get into all those things. I just had this urge to bring Sachiko back to the reality of her definition of 'perfect'.

"I see," she said. "I will fix."

"Sachiko, do not put more pressure on Yuki. It's too much for her. What she did is already a tremendous effort. She can't do more now."

"I will think," she said.

"Sachiko, you've done enough. You can leave it, please." I regretted my outburst and hoped she wouldn't go and tell Yuki I was unhappy. Nothing could be more untrue.

After the midday class, Sachiko and Yumi left first. Instead of lunch, Yuki and I had forty minutes to undress, suck her cunt, and nail her on the dining room table, sofa, and bed before I had to dash to work. Her cunt was still tight and difficult to enter, it still looked like it hurt her to be nailed so frenetically. I put on my shoes with her standing naked in my doorway, trusting her completely to be alone in my place, slowly cleaning herself, dressing, and going home.

"You didn't cum," she worried as I kissed her goodbye.

"No time. When can you come back?"

"I don't know," she said apologetically. "I'll try next Sunday."

"Okay," I said, sucking her breasts one last time and then running.

When I got home later that day, Yuki had left her panties on my pillow. What a darling.

You can imagine my delight when I woke the next morning to my doorbell ringing over and over. I scrambled to the door to pull it open.

"Sachiko."

I blinked. She came in without explaining, taking off her shoes and light coat.

"What? Why are you here?" I laughed.

"I will substitute," Sachiko said, doing what Yuki did by going to her regular place in my house to set her things down.

"Substitute for what?"

"Until Yuki is better, I will substitute for your sex."

I blinked again.

"You'll substitute sex."

"Until she can do all the things you need, I will help."

I looked at Sachiko incredulously. She seemed determined. Entirely misguided, but determined.

"Sachiko, you don't need to do that."

Ignoring me, she lifted her t-shirt up and placed it on the back of her regular chair.

"Wow," I couldn't help but say. Tiny white lace bra, holding spectacularly gorgeous tits. I had fantasized about those since forever. Then her jeans came off, draped over the same chair.

"Holy shit." Tiny lace matching g-string. Sachiko turned and showed me her bare backside.

"How's this old soldier?" she asked, grinning, knowing the answer herself.

"Fuck, Sachiko... I don't know what to say. I've dreamed of seeing you like this. You are hotter than I ever thought, but... this doesn't seem right. You're married. And if Yuki knew you were here like this... she'd never talk with either of us again."

"She can never know I was here," Sachiko said seriously. "You can never tell her Lucas. Never."

It was the first time she used my name without me asking.

"Ha! I'm hardly going to tell her! Won't be me."

"Good."

"But you are married."

"It's just sex. You cannot love me. You love Yuki. I will love my husband. But until Yuki is better, I will give you the sex you need, as long as you promise to give her time."

"Sachiko... I think I may have overstated the problem."

Sachiko ignored me. She knelt in front of me, pulled down my pajama pants, and gripped my erection. She tugged it and squeezed my balls, before sinking half of my shaft into her mouth.

"Holy shit! Fuck, you know how to suck cock!"

It was divine, Sachiko was divine. She was a hoover, it took every ounce of willpower to not cum in her mouth. If she'd got me that quickly, I would have felt like a kid.

Standing up Sachiko kissed my lips as passionately as Emily and Yuki had. It was weird, though. I had my hands on her bare ass, but it wasn't the same. After setting myself on young Yuki, with Sachiko, it kind of felt like I was kissing an aunt. It felt wrong.

"How old are you?"

"Older than you," was all she conceded, "Do you want to take photos of me?" she asked.

"Ah. Yeah. Sure."

Sachiko posed as a woman would. Her body looked fantastic. She sat at her regular chair pretending to study, she stood in the kitchen washing dishes, she lay seductively on my bed and she stood out on my balcony fearlessly. She pulled the bra straps down her shoulder long enough for me to photograph the sun on her bare breasts, only pulling it back up when we heard a wolf whistle from the next building.

"You look so hot. I can't believe you've got two kids in school."

"You like my body?" she asked, knowing the answer. Still on the balcony, she pulled her pants down and off. "You want to get in me?"

"Shit. You're shaved bare."