*Oghma here again! This story's been unfolding bit by bit, and I think it's going in a direction I'm happy with. There is a lot more to come from this narrative, and I hope you'll all stay tuned to read the rest of it. With any luck I'll be able to get the third chapter out by the end of the month, but we'll just have to wait and see. *
**Disclaimer: Excessive sizes, fantastical anatomy and inflation ahead. All characters depicted in sexual situations within are 18 years or older.**
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Matthew paced back and forth nervously. Every time he felt ready to ring the doorbell, he found himself pulling back. Yet he couldn't bring himself to walk away completely. Why was he so nervous? He had already become intimate with Himawari once before, so why couldn't he muster up the courage to alert her that he'd arrived? Maybe he should turn around, go home and just forget about it-no, no he couldn't do that. Not for her. Since he was visiting Himawari at her house, he'd dressed up a little bit; A nice white shirt, buttoned down the middle with a single pocket on its left breast, and a pair of dark blue slacks just loose enough to comfortably accommodate his package. His hair was gelled and slicked back, showing off his chiseled handsome face. Ultimately, his indecision was solved for him when the door was suddenly opened.
"Are you just going to stand out there all day, or do you want to come inside?" Himawari joked with a smile. Matthew froze in place, just taking the time to look her over. She had taken the time to dress herself up; On her torso was a green off-shoulder tank top, neatly tied in the front. Matthew could see the top of her bra cups poking out just a tiny bit over the fabric, a slightly pink lace one from the looks of it. The top was short enough that she could show off her midriff, revealing a sparkling ruby belly-button ring (Matthew hadn't noticed that she was pierced there before). Just below that was a pair of sparkly blue booty shorts, secured by a set of laces along her right side. The fabric clung tightly to her wide hips and enormous booty, almost as if it were a part of her body. On her feet were a pair of black open-toed stilettos, along with reflective blue nail polish on her toenails. Somehow Matthew mustered up the willpower to look up at her face, and was rewarded with a sight just as awe-inspiring. Both her eyes and lips were adorned with bright teal makeup. Gold hoop earrings shone brightly in the light, practically giving it off by themselves. "Well?" she asked as she placed a hand on her hip, snapping Matthew out of his trance.
"Oh! Sorry." He said as he finally regained his awareness. "You're just so...beautiful." he excused himself. Himawari's smile grew even wider at his compliment. It was a basic, maybe even cheesy compliment, but it was clearly coming straight from his heart.
"Aww... thanks!" she giggled, leaning over to kiss him on the cheek. Before he could fully realize what just happened to him, Himawari gripped his hands wrists gently and lead him inside. As he strolled in, Matthew took stock of her house. It was a fairly large Spanish-style home, with the traditional red tile roof and white stucco walls. Inside, the floor was paved with fine blue pattern tiles, occasionally covered by elaborately decorated Persian rugs. Paintings hung on the walls, usually still-life of flowers or landscapes. A nice fresh scent hung in the air, indicating that it had been cleaned recently.
"This is a very nice house." Matthew commented as Himawari lead him through to the living room. It was a spacious room, with plenty of natural light shining through to illuminate it. A large TV hung on the far wall, with several cables running from it to the shelves beneath it. Several video game consoles from across multiple generations were placed carefully on them, many of which Matthew didn't even recognize. Himawari wasn't kidding when she told him her mom had a collection. 3 green couches, arranged in a U-shape stood a few feet away from the screen, just long enough for the controllers' cables to reach. A small coffee table lay directly in front of it, where a remote control and a set of coasters rested. "You live here with your mom, right?"
"Yeah, and my ten younger siblings." Himawari replied, gesturing to the nearest couch.
"Ten?!" exclaimed Matthew in surprise, obediently taking his seat.
"Well, twelve actually." Himawari chirped as she sat down next to him. "But my older brother and sister are both off in college. Oh, don't worry." She reassured, resting her hand on his shoulder. "Haha took them all out for the rest of the day, so it'll just be the two of us until around 6."
"Haha?" he asked.
"Oh, sorry! It's Japanese; it means 'Mom'." Himawari explained. "Sorry, I was raised bilingual and she likes it when I call her that."
"Ah, okay... that's pretty cool..." he mumbled, clearly unsure about where to take the conversation.
"Are you nervous Matthew?" Himawari asked sympathetically. It was a rhetorical question; she could feel his unease radiating from him. But he wouldn't open up to her if she just reassured him, and might get defensive.
"Y-yeah." He said sheepishly, his left hand reaching behind to scratch the back of his head. "Sorry, I've just never been alone in a girl's house before." Himawari suppressed a giggle. She had to admit, his timidness was pretty cute. But she really enjoyed bringing the man out of him, so it would be best to help him gain his confidence back.
"Well, you're here now." She soothed, inching closer and draping her arm around him. "Just relax baby. There's nothing to be worried about." With that, she leaned upwards and kissed him tenderly on the lips. Almost immediately he began to reciprocate. Their tongues entangled erotically, occasionally breaking from their embrace to explore each other's mouths. As they parted for air, Himawari quickly flashed him a proud smile. "You've gotten better! Have you been practicing?" she teased with a giggle.
"N-no!" Matthew responded with embarrassment. "I did um... do some research online."
"It shows!" Himawari responded, her hand gently cradling his head lovingly. "So Matthew..." she purred, grinding her body against his slightly, clearly dropping some hints. "What do you want to do?" He paused, just looking into her eyes. There was no doubt in his mind what he wanted, but he still had difficulty voicing it.
"I want to..." Matthew finally said, struggling to get the words out of his mouth. "I want to have s-sex with you." Himawari did her best not to laugh. The last thing she wanted to do was scare him off. Instead, she placed one last peck on his lips and smiled warmly.
"There you go! But let's not get ahead of ourselves. Unlike the last time, we have all day." She said as she reached down to undo his pants. "So, I think we can maybe take our time and...try a few things." Himawari purred sensually.
"Like what?" Matthew asked bewilderedly. Of course, he was still pretty green. Any innuendo Himawari attempted would likely just fly right over his head. Although there was a certain appeal to being his sex teacher.
"Do you know what a blowjob is?" Himawari asked him. Matthew shook his head. Her heart fluttered a little bit and her smile grew wider. He was going to love this. "Well I could tell you..." she continued as she slid down his pants. A noticeable tenting was already showing in his boxers, he was at least sporting a semi at the moment. "But I think it would be better if I showed you!" With that, she gripped the waistband of his underwear and quickly pulled them down, letting his cock spring free. Automatically, she let out a soft coo of delight, the anticipation was bringing back memories of the other day. She almost thought she had just imagined it, exaggerated his spectacular size to fit her wildest breeder fantasies. But sure enough, it was every bit as wonderfully large as she remembered. The girthy beast stood proudly between his legs, jutting upward like an ivory pillar while his massive swollen balls hung beneath in their smooth hairless sac. A small flow of pre was already spurting from the tip, giving his cock a slightly reflective sheen. It looked SO delicious.
Without a second thought in her mind, Himawari lurched forward and engulfed the tremendous head in her mouth. "Himawari?!" Matthew gasped in surprise. "What are you-oh..." he was quickly silenced as the pleasurable sensations washed over him. Himawari gently suckled and licked all over the tip, taking her time to enjoy herself too. She had always been a bit of a BJ queen; Sure, it was good for her partners and it was a good way to warm up before the main event, but something about taking a big dick in her mouth just sent shivers down her spine. The warmth, the slight discomfort of her mouth and throat stretching, the reactions from the man above her... for whatever reason it was quite the experience for her. Eagerly, she lapped up his precum like a woman dying of thirst as quickly as it flowed. It was rich and salty, Himawari could practically taste his virility in it, and he had yet to cum properly. Relaxing her throat, she pushed forward, sinking more of his impressive length into her mouth. As she felt the tip push against her gag reflex, she pulled back slowly until just the very tip of it still remained in her mouth, then sank back again to the spot she was at before. Up and down she bobbed on his cock, liberally lubricating it up with saliva while her tongue worked its magic. Matthew regularly let out cracked groans of pleasure, his right hand instinctively clutching at her head dominantly. He had good instincts, Himawari would have smiled proudly at him if her mouth wasn't currently filled with cock.