Touched Pt 05

Author's note: someone left a comment saying that the story should 'come in the fantasy section' Yes.. Why... Yes! congratulations, you've unlocked the code, this is a (checks notes) fantasy. Not sure what you were expecting? If this kind of stuff happened in real life we wouldn't have to write about it on literotica? Anyway, I'm crazy excited to release this new part for everyone to enjoy, seriously, thanks for all the supportive comments, and as always thanks for reading! XOXOXO.

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Christine consulted her phone for a minute, finding an upscale sushi place that was just a few blocks away, nestled inside an ethnic center. Catherine was surprised when her daughter-in-law held out her phone for her to see and asked: "What do you think?" The truth was Catherine didn't love seafood and wasn't a big fan of Japanese cuisine either, but she couldn't stomach the idea of disappointing Christine so she just nodded quietly. "Great!" The younger woman exclaimed, tossing her phone carelessly back into her purse.

A few minutes later they were being seated by young Asian woman wearing kabuki makeup and a kimono. Catherine had never been in a restaurant quite like it before, the architecture was all dark burnished wood and dim paper lanterns, the booths were claustrophobic due to being almost completely enclosed. And yet the furnishings and accouterments were all of such obvious high-quality that she couldn't help but feel hopeful about the food. There was also a small recessed stage, three women dressed in elaborate costumes softly played beautiful music on instruments Catherine had never seen before.

The atmosphere was something else! Their colorful waitress led them back into one of the more secluded wings, the centerpiece of the room was a well-lit and surprisingly large stone koi pond set into the floor, which was surrounded by a low yet wide limestone wall. It took up so much space inside the room that the only way around it was to follow a narrow tile walkway less than a meter wide. There was an actual fountain at one end that funneled a slender column of water through a golden bamboo tube. Water tinkled musically into the basin, along with ethereal threads of incense smoke hanging in the air, it set quite the mood.

Catherine stared in awe at the beautiful fish swimming in the crystal-clear water, red, orange, yellow, gold, ivory, white, brown and black. It was like looking into an aquatic diorama of swirling autumn leaves. She stood there mesmerized for almost a solid minute before Christine gently nudged her towards the lone unoccupied booth their waitress had led them to.

Catherine had expected her daughter-in-law to sit across from her on its opposite side, but instead she waited for Catherine to sit and then casually slid in beside her. Their waitress didn't give any indication that she found this curious maneuver out of the ordinary, shuffling smoothly past the table and pivoting artfully to face them both she started speaking with a slight accent. "Welcome to Kotori Sushi, this is the Sakana Room, you're very lucky because it's normally fully booked but there was a last minute cancellation. My name is Ai and I'll be happy to serve you this afternoon."

Overcome with excitement, Catherine blurted out a question. "Sakana Room? So there are other amazing rooms like this in the restaurant?" The young woman smiled softly.

"Oh yes." She said laconically. "There are three other rooms: our signature Kotori Room, reservation only, the centerpiece is a giant bird cage populated with many beautiful birds of Japan. Yama Room, featuring a bonsai forested snowy mount Fuji. Machi Room containing a fully illuminated 1/100 scale model of Tokyo city. Each room represents a different cultural touchstone of Japan." Catherine nodded her imagination going wild. She couldn't believe that she'd never bothered to explore her town's upscale restaurants before. All these years, this gem had been waiting to be discovered, and she'd never known...

Catherine was so distracted, staring sidelong at the swimming koi while trying to visualize how the other rooms were composed in her head, she barely registered Christine ordering for them. Her daughter-in-law rattled off an impressive array of items, the older woman's confusion was further compounded by the fact that Christine was speaking fluent Japanese. The waitress's demeanor changed almost instantly, her placid face broke into a beautiful smile and her posture seemed to suggest an elevated level of respect.

The woman bowed, her small hands folded neatly in front of her kimono's obi, then she was gone. Catherine turned towards her daughter-in-law, a curious quirk turning up the corner of her mouth. "I-I had no idea you spoke Japanese." She said mildly in awe. "Gregory never mentioned it." She added quietly.

Christine just chuckled musically. "Oh, yeah, it was one of my required language courses. I mean, it was either that or German." She rolled her eyes. "I don't actually get to use it very often, but I had something of a knack for it so I joined one of the cultural clubs. It was fun, we watched Japanese movies and TV together and then discussed them in Japanese afterwards." Catherine nodded numbly, her daughter-in-law was still so young and yet she'd already learned and experienced so much. It made her feel jealous and also sad that she'd had such a comparatively boring education.

"Aww." Christine crooned. "Don't make a face like that. It's pretty useless actually, I mean it looks good on a résumé, but we're a long ways from Japan!" She laughed, and Catherine found herself chuckling along, her unhappy feelings fading. The younger woman cocked her head, an impish smile crossing her lips. "Although." She mused. "Today it looks like we've taken a little detour." She gestured coolly towards the miniature living world outside their cloistered booth. "Maybe we're not so far away after all." Her green eyes sparkled mysteriously.

Catherine glanced back over at the mesmerizing pond with its fantastical assortment of autumnal fish, some drifted or were relatively motionless, others darted in and out of the darkness, flashing and sparkling like submarine fireworks. "I know just what will cheer you up." The younger woman chirped, practically in her ear. "I'll teach you a little Japanese!" Catherine snorted. The idea seemed absurd, but at the same time she felt a warm flush of excitement, mainly because her daughter-in-law was lavishing her with attention and seemed genuinely excited about teaching her.

"One thing I will say for Japan, it's a very culturally enlightened country. I didn't think that at first, but as our little culture club got deeper and deeper into Japanese entertainment it was hard not to appreciate how socially progressive and topically broad it can be. And of course it was only a matter of time before somebody brought an adult video to movie night." She let out a rueful chuckle. "And let me tell you, that was an eye-opener." She laughed. Catherine swallowed, a curious sensation starting low in her belly, perhaps a pang of anxiety, or possibly something else far more insidious.

"I think my vocabulary almost doubled once we started getting into Hentai... That's basically Japanese cartoon porn." She smirked. "Most of it's really bad though, like honestly

horrible

, tentacles, everywhere!" She gave a mock shudder and laughed. Catherine just smiled nervously, uncertain if this conversation was going in a particular direction, or if her daughter-in-law was just messing with her again. "Would not recommend." The younger woman continued. "But a lot of the normal pornography is decent, although the words 'normal' and 'decent' are both very poorly chosen in this instance."

She snorted at her own joke. "But I'm getting off topic, we'll start you off slow and easy Catherine, today I'm going to have you learn just a single word, and I'm going to teach you in a very unusual way. A very

memorable

way. I promise, that by the time we get home tonight you will know this word so intimately that it will be impossible to forget!" She gave Catherine a peculiar smile that was both secretive and solicitous. The older woman's heart skipped a beat and she clenched both her fists tightly underneath the table.

"One thing I absolutely love about Japan is how ultra-modern and technologically advanced it is, even something as essential and mundane as a toilet can have all kinds of bells and whistles that you'd hardly ever find here in the West. It's like Japan is ten or twenty years ahead of us in terms of creature comforts. There's a lot more automation for one thing, and then there's convenience, it's practically a religion. I swear they have a remote control for almost everything." Christine reached into her bag and took out her phone, she unlocked it an opened some kind of app.

The younger woman's entrancing green eyes flicked up to meet her mother-in-law's baby blues. "There are many different ways to learn a language Catherine, but in my opinion the single most effective way is practical usage. I mean, saying random words is easy even if you don't know exactly what they mean, but if you learn to associate them directly

with

their meaning, they'll stick in your head forever. Every single time you interact with the thing they describe... The word will just pop into your head!" She smiled sweetly.

"I'm not going to tell you what today's word means, you're going to have to figure that out for yourself. For now I just want you to look at what's right in front of you." Catherine had been stealing glances already out of the corner of her eye, but now her daughter-in-law was actively tilting her phone in her direction, expectantly waiting for her to look at what was on its screen.

There were four, presumably Japanese characters, white text centered on the surface of a glossy black button, on a strangely familiar background that was clearly a washed-out, almost pastel-looking rainbow. "I... I have no idea what that means." Catherine said breathlessly, realizing that her heart was pounding and she was feeling light-headed. The first two symbols looked vaguely like the cursive letter "t", although the second had an additional crossbar, the last two looked somewhat like the letter's "h" and "z". Christine smiled softly.

"Of course you don't, it's in

Japanese

silly." She chuckled dismissively. "This is probably my favorite word, now promise me you won't ruin the surprise and look it up before we get home." Catherine paused, wondering what she was getting herself into, then reluctantly nodded.

"Okay." She huffed hoarsely. Her daughter-in-law nodded back happily, clearly pleased.

"It's pronounced

Oh-man-Ko

." She enunciated clearly, dragging out the first syllable. "Now..." Christine gave her mother-in-law a playful little nudge. "That you've had all day to get used to the Yoni Egg, are you feeling more confident about keeping it were it's supposed to be?" Catherine glanced around and was relieved to see that they were basically alone, the alcove-like enclosure of their booth and the distance from the row of tables across the room gave them a surprising amount of privacy. Her cheeks turned a little pink as she gave an almost unnoticeable nod in response.

Christine tittered, shifting on their shared seat so that her right hip bumped up pleasantly against her mother-in-law's left hip. The older woman grunted uneasily but didn't attempt to move away. "I failed to mention it before, but coincidentally both the egg and the dildo were made in Japan." She gave Catherine an expressive wide-eyed grin. She lowered her voice to almost a whisper. "And like any good Japanese product they came with something a little extra." She gently shook her phone to emphasize the app. "I'm glad you're feeling more confident about the egg, I knew you'd be a natural, and because you're such a good student Catherine I'm going to start you on the next phase of your training."

Catherine's blood ran cold, she had absolutely no idea what was going on, but the one thing she did know is that when her daughter-in-law started talking in that specific tone of voice, it could only mean one thing. "So here's how this is going to work." The younger woman stated smugly. "When I push this button on my phone, you're going to feel something impossible to ignore. The Yoni Egg is going to start

vibrating

Catherine." Christine was looking her mother-in-law dead in the eyes, her expression calm, almost bored.

Catherine swallowed hard. "I'm telling you because I don't want you to be surprised, I want you to remain composed and...

Internalize

the experience." Christine gave her mother-in-law a sassy grin. She lifted her phone slightly off the table and poised her thumb over the black button, raising her eyebrows as her other hand descended gently on top of Catherine's left. She closed her fingers tightly around it. "I believe in you." She murmured. "Not

one

whimper." She added, giving Catherine's trembling hand a comforting squeeze. She paused, refocusing her piercing green eyes on the older woman's face, and Catherine sensed that her daughter-in-law still wasn't done talking.

"When it starts, I want you to concentrate, wait until you think you can talk, and then say the word I taught you. I expect a clear and audible elocution. If you can pronounce it correctly... The vibrations will stop. But if you can't, they'll continue until I'm... Satisfied. Heaven forbid you forgot the word already Catherine!" She chuckled seemingly to herself, then her expression turned serious. "To summarize: this app controls the egg, I will activate it randomly to keep you on your toes, when you feel it vibrate you must say the magic word, and if you pronounce it properly I'll turn off the egg. Do you understand?"

Catherine shuddered, her body felt like it was going into shock, everything except for her pussy had gone numb, her crotch was so hot she actually glanced down to make sure she hadn't pissed herself. Her lips cracked open, face curling into a comical grin, she wanted desperately to talk, but her mind was still too busy processing what her daughter-in-law had just said.

The egg... Vibrates?

She pondered this concept dreamily, not entirely sure it could be true, yet suddenly acutely aware again of the egg's imposing presence. Her vaginal muscles perhaps responding to her panicked thoughts started contracting around it, as though feeling it out, reacquainting her with its size, shape, density, and undeniable weight.

"I'll take that as a

yes

." Christine smiled sweetly, her thumb softly touching down on the cool glass surface of her phone's screen. Catherine inhaled sharply, a torrent of incense-laced air rushing into her lungs. Afraid she would scream, she just kept sucking it in, hoping that the initial jolt of the egg jumping vibrantly to life deep inside her throbbing cunt would subside before she ran out of lung capacity. The powerful thrumming vibrations coursed through her entire lower body, even the bench they were sitting on seemed to buzz beneath her.

She held her breath and clenched her daughter-in-law's hand as tightly as she dared. Christine just smiled and waited patiently. Several seconds later Catherine started to exhale a little bit at a time, letting out tiny puffs of air as she struggled to keep from squealing. The younger woman leaned in to whisper. "You're lucky I decided to ease you into this exercise.

The egg is at its lowest power setting.

" She hissed the last part hotly into Catherine's ear. The older woman shuddered.

Lowest?!!

A sharp spasm caused her to bring her right hand up quickly to her mouth. She barely managed to stop herself from moaning.

"Also, lucky you're still wearing that swimsuit under your shorts." Christine breathed, her voice sounding like she was on the verge of laughter. "The whole reason the egg vibrates is to make it even harder to keep in place. You really have to work those muscles to keep it from popping out." She simpered. "But you've got nothing to worry about Catherine, that egg isn't going

annnyyyywhere

." She dragged out the last word, practically blowing it into her mother-in-law's tingling ear. It was at that very instant, despite the almost overwhelming stimulation between her legs, Catherine experienced a moment of sublime clarity.

The vibrations faded into the background, a dull relentless roar, her cunt spasmed with a predictable regularity, fighting with the perpetually falling egg. Against her will Catherine's muscles would clench, sending the ovular terrorist lurching upward into her slippery insatiable depths, then it would immediately begin burrowing and buzzing its way back down towards her opening, sending a hot wet surge of secretions into her already sodden swimsuit crotch. Right as it crested her opening her muscles would automatically respond, starting the cycle all over again. It was this regularity that had given her time to catch her breath.

Christine grabbed Catherine's left hand and squeezed it comfortingly. "You're doing so good honey, yeah just keep breathing like that until you get the hang of it. Deep, slow, regular breaths. Ride that wave, don't let it ride you." Christine murmured condescendingly. The older woman just grunted, nodded and clenched her other fist tightly on top of the table. She was barely hanging on, all because of the way her daughter-in-law was talking to her. That low confidently commanding yet subtly patronizing tone, it was driving her crazy. She would have been

fine

without it!

"Oh... Ohmanko!" She stuttered out, feeling the desperation of an impending orgasm but knowing instantly that her feeble attempt to pronounce Christine's favorite word wasn't going to be good enough. The younger woman just smiled softly and shook her head. She set down her phone and gave her mother-in-law's hand another squeeze.

"I'm getting the feeling that this might take awhile." She murmured dryly. Catherine whimpered, her thighs clenching almost painfully as she desperately struggled to fend off what felt like an inevitable climax. Then, at the very moment she was certain that her body was going to win, the waitress suddenly rematerialized in front of their table. She was holding a small ornate varnished tray which featured a few small oddly shaped bottles in a shallow wooden box and two rather delicate shallow ceramic bowls. The shock of hearing the young woman's voice speaking Japanese startled Catherine so much that her imminent orgasm fizzled out just as it was about to strike. She sat there panting awkwardly for several seconds, unable to raise her eyes, as her daughter-in-law chatted happily with the waitress.

From within the sensory haze of her sexual whiplash Catherine was only vaguely aware of the changing tone of the two women's voices, the waitress seemed to be shyly asking some kind of personal question, and Christine, in her typical bombastic imperturbable manner was blithely responding without a second thought. Catherine only really came out of her stupor when she heard her own name being said several times, she finally managed to wearily raise her eyes, still contending with the powerful vibrations pulsing relentlessly through her lower half. Both of the women started laughing quietly when she looked up and Christine leaned over and whispered in her ear. "I told Ai-chan that you're very excited to try the Bijinshu and Wakame sake."

Catherine narrowed her eyes as she noticed her daughter-in-law's mouth curl up on one side as she pulled away to continue talking with the waitress. The colorfully dressed young woman had carefully set down her tray on the edge of the table and nudged it forward until it stopped directly in front of them. Catherine couldn't help but notice that "Ai-chan" seemed unusually reluctant to leave, her eyes were fixed on Christine's face, and even despite the heavy kabuki makeup the older woman could clearly tell the waitress was enamored with her daughter in law. An incredibly unpleasant pang of ugly jealousy stabbed through Catherine's stomach as she watched the two younger women interacting. It was made even more excruciating because it was accompanied by an even more powerful flush of arousal.