"So… what should we play?"
Having already played poker, Yui twirled her hair, at a loss for words.
"Hm…" Miko, expressionless, turned to Kagura. "By the way, Sawamura-kun, what do you usually play with your sisters at home?"
"Oh, yes, I'm super curious about that too!"
Yui pressed her hands on the table, blinking eagerly at Kagura, fiddling with a ballpoint pen used earlier for poker scoring.
"With my sisters…"
Kagura paused, nearly blurting out "Galgame."
But playing Galgame with Eriri was ages ago. Since then, they hadn't played much—mostly Eriri using him as a model, him playing piano while she danced nearby.
"Haven't played games in years."
Kagura shook his head with a tinge of regret.
"Hm… Are you and your sister not close, then?" Miko asked.
"We're close enough. How to put it… If I had to say, we play pool, ping-pong (Eriri's terrible at it), swim sometimes, discuss art, I cook while she makes a mess, she paints and I assist or model. That's about it."
"Hehehe…" Miko chuckled, quickly apologizing. "Sorry, sorry, I just find your sibling dynamic amusing, no mockery intended."
"Yeah, it sounds fun," Yui agreed, accidentally dropping the pen under the table.
At that moment, Kagura heard the system's voice.
"Greetings, Lord Kagura. Bounty issued. Choose one or skip: A: Have Yotsuya Miko pick up the pen. B: Pick up the pen yourself. C: Prevent anyone from picking up the pen."
"I'll take B."
His consciousness returned to reality.
"I'll get it," Kagura said, leaning down. Yui chirped, "Thanks!" But as he grabbed the pen, he glanced forward—oops… Miko's wardrobe malfunction.
Her hotpants were loose, and in her cross-legged pose, she hadn't noticed, exposing a glimpse of blue panties at the hem.
Combined with the earlier thrill of touching Chiyo's thigh under the table, Kagura's arousal stirred uncomfortably.
He quickly sat up, handing the pen to Yui, who nodded demurely, thanking him softly. The system chimed, "Thank you for completing the bounty. You've gained item: [Girl's Little Secret] x1 and a 5% female sensitivity enhancement potion."
"Oh, Girl's Little Secret, that's…"
Kagura recalled it revealed a girl's masturbation frequency.
Back in reality, his gaze settled on Miko.
Miko, the girl who got off on him writing on her.
Having just glimpsed her panties, Kagura focused, thinking, "Yotsuya Miko, Girl's Little Secret."
A pink heart popped above her head, followed by a number—239.
"That's surprisingly low… not even a fraction of Eriri's."
Low or not, knowing such an intimate secret thrilled him. Feeling his groin react, he decided to cool off, standing. "Sorry, I need the bathroom."
"No need to be shy, go ahead," Yui nodded enthusiastically.
Kagura stepped out, closing the door, and headed to the bathroom, twisting the handle.
The moment he opened it, he froze.
Chiyo Yuigahama sat on the toilet, skirt lifted, legs slightly parted, releasing a stream with a "jojojojo…" sound.
Her thigh skin rivaled a seventeen-year-old's, slightly plump with age, soft-looking. A thick patch of black pubic hair, long confined by panties, curled untamed, covering her mound entirely.
From his angle, Kagura faintly glimpsed a swollen slit, a jet of liquid arcing downward. Her purple-red panties hung around her calves, legs positioned to keep them from slipping.
The danchi's small bathroom, barely a meter wide and shallow, meant Kagura could nearly touch her from the doorway.
Seeing him, Chiyo didn't scream or hurl objects like a fussy teen. She calmly lowered her skirt to cover her lap, blushing, smiling sweetly with narrowed eyes. "Could you close the door, Kagura-kun? I forgot to lock it."
"Ah, s-sorry!"
Chiyo's provocative pose had mesmerized him, and her reminder snapped him back, mortified. He bowed, retreating, but Chiyo leaned forward, grabbing him. Noticing his evident bulge, she stared for two seconds, lips pursed in a smile, finger to her lips, whispering, "Please, close the door."
"This…?"
Confused, Kagura hesitated. Chiyo winked, and he got it, stepping in, shutting and locking the door.
"W-what's… gotten so big?"
Chiyo, hand shielding her lips, whispered curiously, blinking rapidly.
"This… I…"
"Shh—Yui might hear."
Chiyo hushed him.
With no choice, Kagura pressed her shoulders, leaning close to her soft ear, whispering, "Touching your thigh under the table got me worked up, and this sight… I can't help it. Why tease me, Chiyo-san?"
"Hehehe~"
Chiyo covered her mouth, giggling, then mimed pulling down pants. As Kagura unbuckled, she leaned closer, lowering herself, pointing to her mouth with her index finger.
"This isn't right…"
Kagura feigned reluctance.
Reluctance aside, he considered points and Golden Apples. If his mother and sister could trigger exchanges, could Yui's mother, tied to Sobu High, do the same?
"You want to play coy with me, don't you?" Chiyo whispered, flashing a cute scissor-hand gesture. "I can… shabu-shabu for you, but keep it secret~"
In Japanese, shabu-shabu refers to swishing meat in hot pot, resembling tongue movements during oral sex, a coy euphemism for "I'll suck you off."
The bathroom, sans AC, only had a fan, stuffy already with Chiyo alone. With Kagura, sweat beaded on her forehead, her faint gasps and mature, sultry eyes making her irresistibly sensual.
Kagura was fine, but his blood surged downward, his groin hot like an overclocked CPU.
Finally, he dropped his underwear, his iron-hard erection springing free.
The overhead light cast his shaft's shadow across Chiyo's face, stretching from her chin to forehead, a bold, thick line.
Even as a seasoned wife, Chiyo was startled.
This… so big? Seventeen… nineteen centimeters? Nearly twenty, so thick, throbbing, veins bulging, head swollen past the foreskin, groove deep, reddish-purple, oozing precum. Must be agonizing. Boys have it tough.
Chiyo recalled the only real penis she'd seen—her husband's, barely over ten centimeters, half Kagura's. Back then, she was naive, he inexperienced, their sex life dull. After Yui's birth, it fizzled, ending five years ago when he died in a factory accident.
"Please… go ahead."
Kagura twitched his shaft, making Chiyo's heart race.
"I…"
Chiyo straightened, Kagura bending slightly to align his swollen head with her lips. She lifted her skirt again, spreading her legs wide, exposing her fur-matted vulva.
Older, her lips were fuller than a teen's, visibly plump, still wet from urinating, droplets trickling into the toilet.
Kagura, from the side, noted her lips' color matched her inner thighs—not pale like a girl's but far from dark, with a pink slit peeking through. Her clitoris was obscured by the dense, varied curls confined to her mound and lower abdomen, sparing her lips.
Kagura swallowed hard, itching to kneel, part her thighs, and savor her.
Her recent urination? Irrelevant. Growing up with Nao, he'd licked her post-urination countless times in the bathroom.
"Slurp… slurp~"
Chiyo, playfully, licked his glans like a lollipop. Fully erect, his head exposed, the coronal groove vulnerable. Her sudden assault on it was both blissful and ticklish, weakening his legs.
"Madam…!"
Kagura whispered a complaint. Chiyo winked mischievously, sparing his groove, instead swiftly coating his shaft with saliva.
Her warm tongue, slick with spit, glided over his length. When it gleamed under the light, she licked her lips, coating them, pressing them to his glans, forming a small O.
Tucking back stray hair, she used her tongue tip in the O-shaped lips, inching forward, slowly engulfing his shaft.
It mimicked fitting a condom with her mouth.
Kagura disliked condoms but occasionally used them for fun, never applying them himself—Nao did it, sucking him in, her warm mouth enveloping him, thrillingly.
"Oh…"
Kagura's hips weakened, breathing deeply, thrusting to match Chiyo's pace.
His size overwhelmed her. Unaccustomed, she struggled after two-thirds, gagging.
Seeing this gentle, lively madam sucking his lewd shaft, nearly tearful, heightened his arousal.
"Mm… mm… pchu pchu…"
Chiyo stopped forcing deeper, lips clamping tight, tongue flattened, extending past her lower lip, saliva dripping to Kagura's feet. Face flushed, pained yet expectant, she slowly bobbed, working his shaft.
This… too big… Meant as a tease, but I'm getting carried away, betraying Yui.
A beauty's mouth rivaled her lower lips. Less visually stimulating, the tongue's clasp, throat's depth, and her sucking beneath him were exquisite. Nao had knelt for him often, but this was a wife over twice his age, once a devoted mother, now brazenly flashing her hairy vulva, hungrily sucking her daughter's classmate.
At seventeen, facing a woman past thirty-five, the dominance and her mature allure captivated him. From gentle mother to brazen seductress, the contrast swelled his affection.
"Mmph… mmph… fu—fu—…"
Prolonged sucking strained her breathing, but she kept his shaft, saliva pooling, dripping freely. She breathed through her nose, resuming her pistoning motion.
Kagura noted her inexperience—earnest but less skilled than Nao.
Silently, he boldly palmed her chest. The cream sweater's softness and her firm, bouncy breasts enthralled him. Mere fat, yet women's breasts were a divine gift to men.
"Hah… hah… cough…!"
Chiyo, overwhelmed, gripped his shaft, pulling off, coughing. Turning aside, hand covering her mouth, pooled saliva dripped, too awkward to waste—she swallowed, chuckling breathlessly. "My~ Youngsters… still far from done."
"Sorry…"
Kagura, sheepish, felt guilty.
A guest, making them buy pricey ingredients, touching her thigh, now this… What a cad.
"Too long, and the girls might notice…"
Chiyo leaned back, slipping her panties off one ankle, dangling on the other. Spreading her glistening vulva with both hands, feet on the toilet's edge, she formed a lascivious M-shape.
Tilting her head, she whispered, "Three minutes to finish? Not inside… At my age, pregnancy would be mortifying…"
"Uh… I… I'm not that quick…"
His heart blazed, but reason warned against this reckless act.
Three minutes might work, but for him, that was just a warm-up. To finish fast, he'd need ten.
Ten minutes? Miko and Yui could axe the door down.
Yet, with such a lewdly exposed vulva before him, how could he do nothing? He stepped closer, shaft still rigid, right hand sliding to her left knee. Their eyes met; Chiyo, blushing, closed then reopened her eyes.
Permission granted, Kagura licked his fingertips, coating them, then grazed the pink flesh between her thighs.
"Mmm…"
Chiyo bit her lip, head tilting back, neck flushed, utterly enticing.
For Kagura, this was novel. He'd touched pubic hair—Saki's sparse patch—but Chiyo's wild thicket was overwhelming.
His palm rested on her untamed mound, yet her lips and slit were smooth, like a waxed teen's. Whether natural or groomed, her mound alone bore the fur. "Going in…"
Kagura's fingers parted her slick slit, wet from sucking him. The hair's texture made it feel hotter, stickier than the girls he'd touched. His fingertip pressed her entrance, rubbing gently.
"Gently… Your fingers are… oh… so long…"
Chiyo, still spreading herself, turned her flushed cheek, not gripping the entrance but pressing the lips' edges, pulling them taut, aligning clitoris, urethra, and entrance like a Φ. Feeling his finger inch in, her breathing deepened.
"So hot… and tight… Did you really birth Yui, Chiyo-san?"
Kagura's fingertip clung to her fleshy petals, feeling like probing a ripe, pitless peach. Layers enveloped him, resisting, but he pressed on, navigating the tight, muddy path.
His saliva entered with his finger, his tongue circling his mouth, imagining tasting her.
"I did…" Chiyo, strained by the intrusion, said, "Natural birth… But nothing's entered in years. It's… tightened again, maybe…"
"Found… the cervix… Surprisingly shallow…"
His middle finger, partially in, touched her cervix.
Yet, a vagina could take fingers or a longer shaft, a marvel.
"It's… been so long, it stings a bit…"
"You okay? Should I pull out?"
"It's fine…" Chiyo glanced at him, her sultry look disorienting him. She chuckled, strained, "Try… putting that in?"
"Can I…?"
"It's meant for a boy's… thing, right? Yours isn't exactly little… but time's short. Two minutes? Can you finish?"
Chiyo's eyes signaled.
"Probably not, but I'll try…"
Kagura withdrew his finger, bending, pressing against her.
His finger emerged coated in thick love juice, like syrup. Chiyo, embarrassed, avoided his gaze. The juice strung to the toilet's edge, her pinned lips immobile, but her entrance pulsed, breathing, urging him to fill it.
Gripping his skyward shaft, he aimed at her writhing, cavernous entrance, easing his glans in.
"Ow…"
Chiyo clenched her teeth, releasing her lips, hands gripping her knees, instinctively closing her legs.
"Sorry… Too much?"
"It's okay…" She breathed deeply, smiling, patting his head. "Put it in… You want to reach Auntie's deepest parts, right? Don't waste the chance…"
"I won't hold back…"
Kagura held her shoulders, easing his hips down, sliding his shaft into her drenched warmth, stirring frothy fluids.
As he delved deeper, Chiyo's face contorted in pain. The massive intrusion recalled her virginal wedding night, pained then, but nothing like now—his size threatened to split her neglected sex.
So big… so big… It's splitting me…
Yet, her tightness was a treasure to Kagura. After a week's abstinence, his shaft reveled, swelling further, reaching her cervix. Undeterred, his "full penetration" ability let him breach her womb.
With a faint pfft, his glans pierced the jelly-like cervical barrier, entering her deepest sanctum.
"No way…"
Chiyo, pained, numb, and tingling, felt her pelvis stuffed. Perhaps she'd overestimated herself, accustomed to smaller sizes, now boldly taking this behemoth…
"So warm…"
Kagura collapsed onto her, entwined like illicit lovers in a frantic tryst. He gripped her nape, kissing her fiercely.
Her angle bent his shaft, but it didn't matter. In her swampy, swirling warmth, he moved slowly, his glans tapping her A-spot, pushing their mingled fluids into her womb, stirring gently, mixing them into frothy white.
Their pubic hairs tangled, soaked in her juices, rustling wetly with each thrust.
Her lower lips gripped too tightly, making thrusting laborious. The awkward position fatigued him, his shaft throbbing, but ejaculation was distant.
"Time's… up, right? Keep going, and we'll get caught, Kagura-kun. Don't embarrass Auntie."
Chiyo pushed his face back, eyeing the toilet's display, panting.
"But…"
Kagura grimaced, caught in a bind.
"It's fine… There's next time~"
Chiyo cupped his face, kissing him warmly, teasingly clenching her vagina, making him gasp.
"Next time… okay?"
"Be good to Yui, don't hurt her…"
"I promise."
Reluctantly, Kagura withdrew, the cooler air jarring. Mischievously, he nudged back in, catching Chiyo off-guard. She yelped, "Ahh~," quickly covering her mouth, glaring resentfully.
"Sorry, sorry…"
"Such a naughty prankster~"
Chiyo teased as he fully withdrew his rocket-like shaft.
She hooked her panties back onto her right ankle, wiping herself with toilet paper, then grasped his shaft, rubbing it, blinking. "You'll keep our deal, right?"
"My word."
"Then…"
Chiyo kissed his glans, like farewelling a lover, then engulfed it, sucking off her own glistening juices, making him moan before releasing it.
"Such a pity…"
"No worries, life's long."
Chiyo winked, standing, legs numb, pulling up her panties, shaking her skirt to cover her thighs.
Pressing his shoulders, she pinned him against the door, his shaft against her abdomen, tiptoeing to whisper, "My number's 080… Free Saturday nights and Sunday days. Got it?"
"Y-yes."
Her scent enveloped him, her soft chest against his. Kagura memorized the number instantly, his perfect pitch tying digits to musical notes—01234567.
"But… Chiyo-san…"
"Hm? What's up~?"
She blinked rapidly.
"Why me… We just met…"
Calmer, Kagura wondered—Is Yui's mom an easy lay?
"I know what you're thinking…"
Chiyo smiled mysteriously, then earnestly, "I'm not that kind of woman. Yui's stories about you piqued my curiosity. A fine boy like you—no woman my age could dislike you. Hosting you and Miko got me carried away… Or do you dislike a woman showing her private parts on first meeting?"
"I… I'd never… No guy would dislike seeing a youthful, beautiful madam like you…" Kagura added sheepishly, "You didn't mean to show me, though. I barged in…"
"No man's been here in years, so I forgot to lock," Chiyo nuzzled his neck, whispering, "Sorry for the improper sight."
"Next time a guy visits, don't forget."
"Don't worry~ No men come, no need… But…" She squeezed his shaft against her abdomen. "You're an exception. Mom's always open~"
Chiyo exited first. Kagura, waiting for his erection to subside, urinated, sitting to rest, panting, thinking, This is a wife's power? Way fiercer than I imagined… They say wives pale to concubines, concubines to affairs, affairs to the unattainable. The easier, the less valued. That near-tangible vulva became 'next time,' itching like a cat's scratch.
He'd likely dream of Chiyo's legs bent, feet on the toilet, spreading herself…
Back in Yui's room, he felt it was time to leave. Miko kept checking her watch. Yui, perceptive, said, "I… My place is here, not moving or traveling, so… if you don't mind…"
Her eyes fixed on Kagura. Miko, knowing it was for him, stayed silent.
"Don't mind what?"
Kagura prompted.
"Like…" Yui scratched her cheek, glancing between Miko and him, lowering her head shyly. "Come by anytime… weekends… I can't afford fancy ingredients, but I'll cook myself next time! Yup!"
"Yui's really trying…" Miko mused inwardly, impressed by her effort.
"Uh… Alright, thanks for the hospitality. I'll visit when I can. Oh, you can come to my place too—just message me, and I'll host you properly."
The first half sounded polite, but the second lit up Yui's eyes.
Would Kagura return? Of course—with such a charming madam waiting, how could he resist playing the rogue?
"Yay! Thanks! Come back anytime, and Miko too!"
Yui's smile hid her eyes, like a dog hearing "walk," wagging side to side. The last bit felt like an afterthought, prompting Miko's deadpan thought, Yui… so obvious with your boy-over-bestie vibe!
But she smiled, warmed by her friend's earnest affection for a boy.
Ten or twenty minutes later, Yui stood, brushing her bangs, shyly saying, "I'll grab more drinks. Wait a sec."
"No need…" Kagura began, but Miko coughed, smirking. "I'll take a cola."
"Okay! Sawamura-kun, cola okay?"
"Sure, thanks."
Kagura nodded, and Yui, patting her chest, dashed out energetically.
The moment she left, Miko betrayed her, turning to Kagura. "Yui's just 'picking a flower.' Too shy to say it outright."
"Oh… Got it."
Kagura blinked, catching on.
"Picking a flower"—euphemism for peeing. Too embarrassed to admit needing the bathroom, Yui used drinks as an excuse. Girls' coyness was adorable.
Idly, Kagura patted his pocket, feeling something hard, then recalled Mai Sakurajima's 500,000-yen Amazon gift cards from the Disneyland restaurant.
Thinking of the Yuigahamas' expense hosting him, stumbling into Chiyo's "flower-picking," and the intimate favors, he owed a hefty "favor debt." He pulled out the envelope, spilling ten 50,000-yen gift cards onto the table before Miko's impassive gaze.