This work is inspired by "My Reward" by Azil.
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Way back when I had created my Theo identity, I had, as a joke, made my birthday May The Fourth. Well, May had come, and Yukiko begged her parents to let her spend the weekend with me. They agreed, so long she didn't miss school and didn't stay too late on Sunday. And so on Friday, May 4th, she went to school as normal, stopping to give me a kiss on her way past. She came home that afternoon, rushed to finish all her homework (but didn't succeed), and woke up the previous morning, walking down the driveway next to herself on her way to school, pulling a bit of rolling luggage and waving goodbye to her parents, who didn't notice two of their daughter leaving the house at once.
The house I was 'renting' in the area suddenly existed right next door to Yukiko's house, her normal neighbors now one door further down as the block got longer to accommodate, not that she noticed. Wendy, today a tall, professionally dressed Latina maid with short brown hair in a bob cut cut, stood by the door waiting for us (she was 'away on a business trip', much to Debbie's disappointment). "Welcome home sir, madame," she said in a Spanish accent. "Will you be needing anything else, Or shall I bring mistress' bag to the bedroom?" I waved her off and she took the bag.
The house was nice by local standards. Unlike most in the area, it had 2 floors, the living room and kitchen taking up the entire first floor and a bedroom and office (for appearances) upstairs. The living room was fairly large but not excessive, fully furnished of course. The basement came with a gym and multi purpose room, though I doubted those would see much use. There was deck in the back (awningless but nevertheless always in perfect shade and protected from the elements) which served as the dining room, and a small but nicely tended flower garden out back.
I gave her a brief tour (I was also seeing it for the first time) and we went swimming in the pool (that suddenly replaced the flower garden out back), with Wendy providing drinks and snacks on command and performing lifeguard duty (changing into a random cast member from Baywatch, complete with trademark red suit, every time she stepped off the deck).
"I like your swimsuit," I told Yukiko, drawing a blush. It was a sexy red number, a two piece for once, hiding everything but showcasing everything, especially wet and clinging to her body.
"Sarah helped me find it," she replied. "I always chicken out and buy something with more cloth, so I got her to shame me into buying something like this."
"Oh so Sarah finally knows. Does this mean I can finally take you to a dance or something?" I asked.
"Only Sarah knows," she replied quietly. "It's just you are older and you saw how my parents reacted, and I am just nervous about how the other people at school would react. I mean, in a few months I will probably never even see most of the again, so I just don't want the drama..." she added, blushing.
"I'm just teasing," I put in lightly, kissing her reassuringly.
"Oh and Sarah extracted some promises to make it up to her for breaking dibs," she added quietly.
Wendy came out with lunch for us, perfectly timed to prevent me from inquiring further. It was nothing special, just traditional picnic food. After we finished, Wendy (now as Mercy Graves) walked down the front path to the street, held her hand out as if to grasp something, and a limo appeared in a puff of smoke. Neither of us had been in such a fancy car before, and we played around with all the features in the large rear cabin as she drove.
We got out in front of Disney World (Yukiko not noticing we had somehow arrived in Orlando Florida from Austin Texas by road in only a half hour). We enjoyed the park all afternoon, seeing the shows, riding the rides (with no lines), playing the games (I didn't cheat). Yukiko proved to be a good shot and won me a giant dumbo at the pop range. I was having such fun I didn't even consider bending over any of the princesses for a fuck.
After sunset, Yukiko and I went to dinner at a famous restaurant in the Italian countryside (which was only a few minutes drive from Disney World for us). As we got in the limo, our clothing changed, mine into a suit, Yukiko's into a beautiful green dress (which had been in her luggage back at the house), cut all the way up to show off her thighs and tight enough to show off her breasts despite going up to her neck. We were treated like stars as we stepped out onto the red carpet and walked inside. Yukiko protested the choice of restaurant; Italian was her favorite, but it was my birthday. She whispered a few things to the waiter as they were seating us (not noticing she suddenly spoke fluent Italian), and for desert the staff brought out a cake and sung happy birthday for me; it was not remotely true, but I still ate the cake. We rode back to the house with Yukiko snuggled against me in the backseat of the limo.
"This is the best vacation I have ever been on in my life," she said as we entered the house.
"Because you got to pig out on Pene," I teased. She hit me lightly for that, then kissed me. "It isn't over," I reminded her. "We have all weekend."
"You better believe it. You haven't seen the rest of your birthday presents yet," she replied. She dragged me upstairs and to the the bedroom, pushing me down on the bed, and began dancing (it was going to be to the music in her head, but Wendy discreetly turned on the sound system which of course played exactly the song she was thinking of). She ran her hands up and down the satiny green cloth covering her body, down her thighs, lifting her skirt teasingly but not revealing anything, cupping her boobs. With a flourish she reached back and undid the clasp, holding the front up tantalizingly for a second, then let it fall, pooling at her feet.
She stood there in her satin lingerie, thong panties so small they almost weren't there, her pussy clearly visible as they tightly hugged here crotch, the bra shear, cupping and presenting her tits to me enticingly. She leaned over me, putting her hands on my hips, arching her back, asking "Are you ready to unwrap your birthday present?"
I was soon naked, Yukiko tackling me onto the bed, kissing me on the way down, our bodies pressed together. She kneeled above me, displaying herself with her back arched, my cock pressed between us, the small triage of the bottom the only thing between me and her cunt. She ran her pussy back and forth over my hard dick, up and down; the feeling of her cloth covered cunt running along my cock was sensational, and she leaned down, placing her hands to either side of me and presenting her wrapped tits. I reached up to feel them, gently groping her, afraid I might rip the bra. It proved more resilient that I thought (maybe you do get what you pay for, even if you pay for less cloth), and I increased my efforts, feeling her hard nipples stabbing into my hands through the thin wrappings, her breasts and bra growing and shrinking as I fondled her.
After a while, Yukiko lay down on me, continuing her back and forth on my member as we kissed, her breasts now rubbing across my chest. I moved my hands to her ass, pulling her to me while feeling her up. She guided my hands to either side of the thong, and I quickly pulled and it shot off her with a snap, the tiny cloth discarded off to the side, forgotten. She lay on me again as her lower lips pressed directly onto me, continuing to rock back and forth as we made out. Yukiko moved forward farther than she had been, until the head of my dick caught in her slit, then she sat back and wiggled her hips until I began to slide inside her. She began riding me, arching her back and presenting her constrained breasts to me enticingly, as they grew larger and bouncier, and the bra skimpier, so I could enjoy watching them sway with our motions. After so much teasing we both came, her tits heaving perfectly before shrinking back to normal. We didn't stop fucking through our orgasms, but continued to rock together through several more.
Yukiko reached behind and popped the clasp on the bra, holding it to her for a minute as I kept fucking her before throwing it to the side and barring her tits to me, placing my hands on her, hard nipples boring into my hands. We rolled over, so now I was thrusting into her from above, her legs wrapped tightly around my back. We kept fucking, cumming over and over, before finally falling asleep, still joined, kissing and fucking as we lost consciousness. It had been the best 'birthday' I had ever had.
I awoke the next morning to the glorious sight of Yukiko resting under me, still impaled on my cock. Power had cleaned us as we slept, or things would have been sticky and uncomfortable. Apparently her dream was a pleasant one, because there was a slight smile on her face and her inner muscles were working on me just a little. I gently pulled out, drawing a sleepy moan from her, her hands unconsciously moving to take my place, and let her keep sleeping as I wandered out onto the deck, throwing on a pair of shorts and a robe out of habit.
Yukiko woke up just a bit later, and called to me, leaning out the bedroom window. I admired her nude frame illuminated by the morning sun, then ran back upstairs to join her.
"What were you dreaming about?" I asked.
"I don't remember," she answered, "but I remember you were still in me when we fell asleep, so maybe that's the explanation," she said. "I woke up horny." With no further ado, she pulled my shorts off, swung a leg over me and straddled my hips, guiding my cock into her.
