Akira and Haru held hands as they walked through the long, darkened hallway. They were inside a particular high-rise building in Ginza. This floor housed a very exclusive, very discrete sex club for Tokyo's elite. It was their first time attending. Haru's connections had gotten them in.
"I'm feeling a little nervous, to be honest." Haru said softly beside him, looking up at Akira.
Haru's expression was difficult to read. That was due to the half-mask she was wearing. Upon their entrance into the club, they had both been given their choice of masks to hide their identity. Haru's mask, a very feminine-looking creation decorated with lilac feathers and sparkling rose quartz, covered the upper half of her face. His girlfriend's best features were not obscured, however: Haru's soft, curly brown hair, her warm brown eyes, beautiful lips, and kind smile were just as apparent as before.
Akira was wearing a mask that was slightly different. He had passed over the feminine masks (for obvious reasons) and had chosen a mask intended for male members at random. The mask he was wearing now was some kind of animal mask with miniature horns.
They had both changed before heading into the main room. Akira was wearing only a pair of black boxer shorts. Haru, on the other hand, was wearing her most sophisticated lingerie and heels. All of it was a perfectly color-coordinated shade of lilac. Haru had purchased the set of lingerie specifically to wear at the club, and it was the first time Akira had seen his girlfriend in it. Only a keen desire to see his fantasies unfold had kept him from taking Haru in the changing room a minute ago. But if his girlfriend had misgivings, then Akira needed to heed them.
"We don't have to do this, you know." Akira said warmly, squeezing Haru's hand.
"No, I want to. You were really brave to tell me about the kind of things you liked. I have to be brave, too." Haru replied intently, sounding more resolute than before.
This had begun as Akira's idea. At least, the desire to see Haru with another man had been his idea. Becoming members in this sex club had been Haru's suggestion, as soon as his girlfriend had been given enough time to think it over. Thankfully, Haru had been quite open and willing to try, even if she never would have come up with the idea herself.
Akira smiled at his girlfriend and saw Haru smile back, and together they reached the end of the hall. Akira took a deep breath and opened the door with Haru following close behind.
The main room was large and expensively decorated. Soft lamps lit up a number of tables covered with white linen, upon which a collection of delicate-looking hors d'oeuvres and exotically colored drinks were on offer. Perhaps a dozen people sat conversing at the tables, most of whom were holding drinks in their hands. Like Akira and Haru, everyone here was stripped down to their underwear and wearing masks to obscure their identities.
Almost everyone here was older than either of them, but none seemed to be over the age of 35. There seemed to be an equal number of men and women, but that made sense. According to Haru, no one could be a member of the club or attend without being with a partner.
There were half a dozen smaller rooms connected to the main room. Velvet curtains could be drawn across the entrance, giving the occupants some semblance of privacy. Four of the rooms were occupied—two were not. Akira could see a king-sized bed inside each of the open rooms. There was quite a collection of sex toys hanging from the walls of the rooms, though it was hard to tell what they were from this far away.
Haru was gripping Akira's hand very tightly. Akira squeezed Haru's hand back, trying to give his girlfriend a little comfort. Most of the members here had noticed their arrival. Akira felt a little nervous about the way the women were looking at him appraisingly, but Haru had to be far more nervous than he was. Most of the men in the room were looking at his girlfriend who, after all, was wearing some very appealing lingerie and nothing else.
"L-Let's sit down, shall we?" Akira suggested, going for a calm and collected tone but not quite succeeding.
"O-Of course." Haru answered weakly, sounding similarly ill at ease.
They sat down at the closest unoccupied table. Drinks of various colors and hues rested on the table in front of them. Wanting to help both of them relax, Akira reached out and retrieved two drinks, passing one to his girlfriend. Haru took it with an air of gratitude and sipped her ruby red cocktail slowly. Akira did the same with his electric blue drink, though he had no idea what it was.
The members were whispering to each other, and occasional chuckles from the men and giggles from the women reached their ears. After a minute or two of this, two of them, a man and a woman, stood up and walked over to Akira and Haru's table. The man was large and appeared to be around 200 pounds—most of it was muscle. He was tanned, and he looked to be about 35. He had a red demon half-mask on and was wearing boxers similar to Akira. The woman looked to be a few years younger, and she had on a coral blue bra and matching panties. She had long, straight black hair and was wearing a more friendly-looking blue succubus mask.
"Hello! We're always glad to meet new members!" The woman said as soon as the two of them reached Akira and Haru's table, extending her hand.
"Nice to meet you." Akira answered automatically, accepting the woman's offered hand.
Akira shook the woman's hand, noting her confident grip. The man did the same with Haru, and as soon as his girlfriend shook the man's hand, he bent down to kiss it. Haru giggled at the man's gesture and her eyes flicked over to Akira. Maybe she was looking to see if Akira was put out by it, but obviously that wasn't the case. His cock gave a tiny throb at the sight.
"W-We're happy to be here. Thank you for welcoming us." Haru answered quickly, her training in polite conversation kicking in.
The two older members sat down at their table. Akira couldn't help but notice that the man had chosen the seat next to Haru, while the woman had chosen the seat next to Akira. The man seemed completely focused on Haru, while the woman looked to be paying attention to everyone equally.
"You can call me Tamiko. The man currently eyeing your girlfriend is my husband, Jin." The woman explained patiently, sounding amused by the sight.
Were those their real names? Probably not. Akira nodded politely and decided to do likewise and make up a name for himself. As he was thinking of one, Akira realized that the woman's method of introduction was likely a test to see how possessive he might be of Haru. Both of them were looking at him now.
"You can call me Ren." Akira said simply, allowing his girlfriend to introduce herself.
"M-My name is Harumi. We're pleased to meet you." Haru answered with an alternate version of her actual name, looking at Akira briefly.
That worked. Jin grinned and returned his full attention to Haru. The woman, Tamiko, nodded to herself and sipped her drink. Akira drank from his own once more, hoping the alcohol would help him loosen up a little.
"Really? That's amazing!" Haru said with a giggle, draining the last of her cocktail.
"Of course! Her husband was counting on me to show her a good time, after all." Jin barked with a laugh.
Haru had certainly loosened up after the last half hour. His girlfriend had downed two of those ruby-red cocktails. That was a significant amount of alcohol for Haru's fairly small frame. It meant that Haru was far less inhibited than she had been.
At first, Haru had only offered polite conversation to Jin. She had also glanced at Akira frequently. But as time went on, Haru stopped looking over at her boyfriend so much and began laughing along with Jin's boastful exploits. If the large, tanned man could be believed, he had fucked every single woman in the club multiple times. Haru had been nervous about him earlier, but now she seemed genuinely interested in his stories. Akira had even caught Haru briefly glancing downward when Jin had boasted about his size.
Akira had downed two cocktails as well, but being larger, he wasn't as affected. Neither was Tamiko. The more mature, sophisticated woman had engaged him in plenty of conversation, but Akira had a little difficulty keeping up. He was much more preoccupied with the sight of his girlfriend being heavily flirted with. Tamiko didn't mind. The woman in the blue succubus mask appeared to have gotten a grasp of the situation quickly.
"Well, I'd say she's about ready, wouldn't you?" Tamiko whispered suddenly, looking playful.
"Ready? I'm not sure-." Akira began, even though he knew full well what Tamiko meant.
"Of course, you've been ready for a while, I see." Tamiko whispered again, reaching out to him under the table.
Akira could only watch as Tamiko ran her hand over his boxers, feeling his hardened cock. Akira gulped, and Tamiko laughed softly. As beautiful as she was, Tamiko had to know that Akira wasn't really hard because of her. The woman seemed not to mind, however.
"How about you go prepare the room? There's a cart with condoms over by the entrance. Make sure you get plenty of the ones in the largest size. Unless you want your girlfriend to get knocked up. My Jin would be happy to do it, if so." Tamiko instructed him softly, laughing at her own joke.
Akira stood up quickly. The idea of Haru getting impregnated by this huge guy was an incredible turn on. He didn't really want it to happen, of course, but...
"Where are you going?" Haru asked quizzically, having seemingly just remembered her boyfriend was here.
"Ren's going to go prepare the room for us. He's such a nice boy." Tamiko answered swiftly before Akira could respond.
Jin let out another booming laugh, and Haru smiled. Because of her mask, Akira couldn't quite tell if Haru was being her usual kind self or if her smile had a hint of amusement in it. He rather thought it was the latter, but that could have easily been his imagination.
Akira opened his mouth to say something, but shut it after a moment. What was there to say anyway? Tamiko had already explained the situation. Akira simply walked over to where Tamiko had directed him to go. A cart filled with many condoms in multi-colored wrappers was beside one of the open rooms. Akira looked at the varied condoms and found the largest ones piled in the corner.
How many should he get? Tamiko had told him to get plenty, but surely Jin wouldn't need more than a couple. Two should be fine. A little voice inside Akira told him that he was playing with fire here, but that was the idea, wasn't it?
Akira turned around and saw that Haru was accompanying their two acquaintances to an open room. Haru had her head turned and was looking at Akira curiously. The man, Jin, was holding Haru's hand. On her other side, Tamiko had bent down and was whispering into Haru's ear, causing his girlfriend to giggle and return her attention to the large man beside her.
Something about the way Haru was holding Jin's hand made his girlfriend seem...sexier somehow. Of course, Haru had always been sexy. But the knowledge that a man other than Akira was about to enjoy Haru's charms was making his girlfriend look that much more appealing in Akira's eyes. Suddenly, he was regretting holding back in the changing room before. Too late now, though. Akira hastened to follow them, two condom wrappers in his hand.
Akira entered the room behind them and was immediately distracted by the varied paraphernalia hanging from the walls. Haru was similarly stunned, as his girlfriend had stopped dead as soon as she had entered. Various bondage items hung from one wall, while spanking implements hung from another, and quite a number of different kinds of vibrators and dildos hung from the third wall.
"Don't let that stuff worry you, dear. Those are for our more adventurous members." Tamiko said coolly, winking at Haru.
"I...I see." Haru replied shortly.
The walls aside, the room was spacious. In addition to the king-sized bed, there were several comfortable chairs around the bed, and bizarrely, a kind of stockade. It was a long, wide strip of wood with two wrist holes and a larger neck hole. There was a padded area for the participant to rest on their knees, but it was still an intimidating object.
"Can I speak to A-, Ren first?" Haru asked quickly, momentarily tripping on Akira's pseudonym.
"Of course, dear. Take all the time you need." Tamiko answered silkily.
Haru hurried over to where Akira was standing. As soon as they reached each other, Haru did her cute little thing where she would rise onto her tiptoes in front of him, implicitly requesting a kiss. It wasn't strictly necessary, as she was wearing heels, but Akira read the message and gave his girlfriend what she wanted, kissing her lightly. Haru was breathing harder than usual, and so was he. Was this really about to happen?
"Are you sure this is what you want? There's no turning back after." Haru whispered quietly, gazing at him.
Akira couldn't lie to himself; he did indeed want this to happen. But if Haru wasn't into this kind of play and was planning to fuck Jin solely for Akira's sake, then he wasn't so sure. Akira took a moment to examine his girlfriend before answering. Haru's eyes were bright and (perhaps helped by the alcohol she had consumed) there was no reluctance at all in her gaze. Akira then looked down and saw, to his own excitement, that his girlfriend's nipples had hardened underneath her violet bra. That only happened when Haru was seriously turned on.
"Absolutely. I want you to have a great time." Akira whispered back, smiling at Haru.
"Really? Tamiko told me...well, nevermind." Haru replied quietly, falling silent.
Just what Tamiko had told his girlfriend was left unsaid, and Akira wasn't sure he wanted to know. Haru cocked her head slightly, seemingly curious about where exactly Akira was coming from. She then looked down and saw the condoms that Akira was holding and smiled. She reached out, and with unusual boldness, took one out of Akira's hand and looked at it closely.
"These are pretty big. Are they for you or for Jin?" Haru asked teasingly, her smile indicating that she already knew the answer.
"Um, for Jin. Tamiko said to get the largest ones." Akira answered with a slight gulp, his cock throbbing in his boxers.
"I see! But you didn't get any for yourself. I was going to say you can do whatever you want with Tamiko, but I guess you don't want to. Have fun watching, then." Haru said with a giggle.
Haru turned around and walked back over to Jin. Was it his imagination, or was Haru walking a little more sensually than usual? Her ass, nicely framed by the violet panties she had on, was suddenly an arresting sight. Haru reached Jin and took hold of his hand once more. Jin grinned and bent down to kiss Haru, delivering a rougher kiss than Akira's previous one. Haru, for her part, accepted Jin's aggressive move readily.
Jin led Haru over to the bed and sat down. The older man gently but firmly pulled her onto his lap. Haru sat down rapidly, letting out a tiny noise of surprise, but she didn't seem to mind. She even giggled when Jin kissed her neck. Haru was keeping her eyes on Akira, though she closed them languidly as soon as Jin grasped her breasts over her bra with both hands.
"Oho. These are nice." Jin said appreciatively.
Jin fondled Haru's breasts for a few seconds until his fingers found her hardened nipples. He grinned and slipped his hands inside Haru's bra. Haru let out a very cute moan at this, one that rose in volume as soon as Jin began caressing her nipples with his fingers. Akira couldn't help but stare, his breath quickening. Haru's nipples were definitely her weak point, and Jin seemed to have found it without any trouble.
"Let's sit down, shall we?" Tamiko said coolly, winking at him.
Akira glanced at Tamiko and nodded, heading to the sofa chairs in the corner of the room. Tamiko followed him and sat down close, but not right next to Akira. Her amusement was evident even underneath the mask she was wearing. Akira looked at the dark-haired woman for a few seconds longer, appreciating her beauty and charm, but soon enough, his gaze was drawn back to the bed in the center of the room.
Jin laid down on his side on the bed, pulling Haru down with him. The tanned, older man used his hands, which were still inside Haru's bra, to draw her closer to him so that they were spooning together. He began kissing her neck once more. All the while, Haru was letting out cute moans, her excitement increasingly evident. Was it an act for Akira's benefit, or was Haru really enjoying this as much as she seemed to be? Regardless, Akira's cock was as hard as a rock underneath his boxers.
"Watch closely, Ren. My Jin really knows how to please a woman. He should, as he's fucked a couple hundred of them by now." Tamiko said with a laugh next to Akira.
"Really?" Akira asked quietly, his eyes still on the scene in front of him.
"Oh yes. Not that it's enough for him, of course. I think my Jin will only be truly satisfied once he's fucked every woman in Tokyo. He's well on his way, at any rate." Tamiko said with a tinkling laugh, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Ha! If only. But I like to call it love-making. After all, I love each and everyone one of them." Jin replied with one of his deep, booming laughs from over on the bed.
Jin took a hand out from inside Haru's bra and brought it down between her legs, causing Haru to let out a quiet, though still sensual moan. Akira watched, spellbound, as Jin rubbed his girlfriend's pussy over her violet panties, gently at first, then faster as time went on. Haru began to writhe in Jin's grasp from the forceful stimulation she was receiving from the older man's fingers. It was certainly a contrast to how Haru usually reacted to Akira's more gentle technique.
Haru began letting out the rhythmic, cutely stuttering moans she often did when approaching orgasm. Jin grinned and slipped his hand inside Haru's panties, redoubling the pace of his rubbing. Haru arched her back—or tried to, pressed against Jin as she was. Seconds later, she climaxed, squeezing her thighs tightly around Jin's hand. Haru, the well-behaved girl that she was, was never loud when she came, but Akira could see the telltale sign: her toes were curled tightly, every one of them. Jin held Haru even more closely during her climax, kissing her neck gently.
"Jin likes to make sure a girl cums before he starts. It makes it easier if they’re not used to his size." Tamiko pointed out coolly, her arms still crossed over her chest.
"I see." Akira replied absently, his cock still as hard as a rock in his underwear.
"Why don't you go give Jin his condoms? He might have a present for you in return." Tamiko said wickedly, winking at Akira.
Akira looked at Tamiko for a moment, then rose from the chair as he was told. He was so turned on that it was quite difficult to think clearly at the moment. Listening to Tamiko seemed like a far easier prospect. Akira walked over to the bed and offered the condoms to Jin, who pushed himself up from the bed and took them at once. Now that she was free, Haru laid down on her back, still catching her breath.
"Thanks, kid. Two, huh? I doubt that'll be enough. But we'll cross that bridge when we come to it, I suppose. Here, take these." Jin said with another booming laugh.
Jin reached over and pulled Haru's violet panties off in one smooth motion. Haru, still recovering from her orgasm, blushed and closed her legs together as she covered her pussy shyly with one hand. Her blushing only increased when Jin held her panties out to Akira, who took them with slightly shaky hands. Haru was gazing at him, her expression difficult to read. She then saw how much of a tent Akira was pitching in his boxers and her expression cleared. Haru smiled rather saucily at Akira and stopped trying to cover her pussy.
Akira gulped and headed back to where Tamiko was sitting, holding his "present". Haru's panties were quite wet, that much was clear. Akira set Haru's panties down beside him as he sat down. Tamiko watched him return, her eyebrows rising considerably.
"I told you to get plenty of condoms for Jin, didn't I?" Tamiko asked reprovingly as he sat down next to her.
"Yes, well..." Akira answered, or failed to as he trailed off.
"That part I said about your girlfriend getting knocked up was a joke, you know. But my Jin will do it if nobody stops him. He loves impregnating women." Tamiko warned ruefully.
"I can always go get more." Akira protested quietly, his breath catching as he imagined Haru becoming pregnant as a result of tonight.
"Assuming your girlfriend wants you to. She might not be able to say no later." Tamiko pointed out with a shake of her head.
Over on the bed, Jin had taken off his boxers. Akira's eyes widened at the sight of the older man's very large cock. It was at least 8 inches long with impressive thickness. Haru, still resting on her side, was gazing at it as well, her mouth open in surprise. Haru looked over at Akira in a minor panic, clearly wanting to know what she should do.
Jin knew what to do, however. The older man unrolled the extra-large condom over his cock and crawled over to where Haru was laying. Jin pushed her legs apart widely, then grabbed Haru by the hips and pulled her closer to him. His hardened cock was now resting against her pussy, which was still wet from her recent climax.
"Alright, little lady. This might hurt at first, but I guarantee it'll feel good shortly." Jin remarked confidently, inserting his cock into Akira's girlfriend.
Haru winced as Jin's huge cock entered her pussy, inch by inch. Jin didn't shove it in, but he inserted it at a rapid pace. In no time at all, every inch of the older man's cock was nestled inside Haru's pussy. Haru's eyes were wide, and she seemed to be moving her mouth silently. Akira couldn't tell whether Haru was in pain or pleasure, but regardless, he was spellbound by the sight.
Jin paused for a few moments, evidently allowing Haru the chance to get used to his size. But soon enough, he drew back and began fucking Haru at a slow, steady pace. Haru let out some reserved but nevertheless cute sighs of satisfaction. Akira knew that Haru went to great lengths to avoid being too loud, but she never pretended to feel good when she didn't. The thought that his girlfriend was truly enjoying being fucked by another man made Akira's cock as hard as it could be. At least, until Jin pushed Haru's brassiere cups upward, causing her breasts to spill out beneath them. Jin fondled them with a grin, squeezing Haru's generous assets tightly.
"These are really nice. And you got a fantastic pussy as well, little lady. Nice and tight." Jin said appreciatively.
Haru said nothing, though she did redden a bit, her blush barely visible below her mask. Jin let go of Haru's breasts and grabbed hold of her hands instead, raising them higher. He interlocked his fingers between Haru's and just like that, they were fucking with their hands clenched together, his much larger hands dwarfing her smaller ones. Haru was regarding Jin with no small amount of amazement with her mouth in a perpetual "o". Meanwhile, Tamiko had slid next to Akira on the couch.
"I'll show you how to truly enjoy this. Take your underwear off, please." Tamiko instructed archly, smiling at Akira.
Akira blinked and then did as he was told. He was too turned on to do otherwise. Akira pulled his boxer shorts down, causing his hardened cock to spring out. Tamiko looked down at it, gave a small nod of approval, then picked up Haru's worn panties. Tamiko slipped them over his cock and began giving him a very slow handjob, making certain to place the wettest spot on Haru's panties right over the head of his cock.
Akira almost came right then and there, but Tamiko didn't allow him to. The mature woman was watching Akira closely. Her grip on his cock loosened and she almost came to a stop, causing Akira's orgasm to recede. As soon as it did, Tamiko went back to her earlier speed, rubbing his cock in a slow, sedate pace. Once again, Akira felt like cumming, and once again, Tamiko slowed down further. It was uncanny how easily the woman could read Akira's body language.
"You'll enjoy it more if you don't cum too fast, dear. Now, keep watching your girlfriend." Tamiko instructed again, her eyes shining.
He didn't need to be told twice. Jin had increased the speed of his thrusts, causing Haru to moan prettily every time he drove his cock all the way into her. Haru had wrapped her legs around his body, and along with the way they were still holding each other's hands, it really did look more like love-making than simple fucking.
"I can tell you're the shy type, little lady, but you'll like this more if you let yourself go. When you feel like you're going to cum, say it out loud. Can you do that?" Jin asked Haru as he continued to thrust his cock into her pussy, sounding admirably indefatigable.
"I-I can't. It's t-too embarrassing." Haru protested weakly, her own sighs causing her to stutter slightly.
"Yes, you can. I expect to hear it when you do." Jin said confidently, picking up his pace.
Jin was no longer holding back, it seemed. He was fucking Haru on the bed at a brisk pace, each powerful thrust forcing a pleasurable moan out of her. No longer unbound by her bra, Haru's impressive breasts bounced back and forth with the newfound force of Jin's thrusts. Meanwhile, Akira sat on the couch with Tamiko patiently rubbing his cock beside him, utterly absorbed in what he was seeing. Akira didn't even need to worry about holding himself back from cumming, as Tamiko took care of that for him.
"They're nearing the end. Of the first round, anyway. Jin's going to be enjoying your girlfriend for a while yet, so keep being patient." Tamiko remarked cheerfully, continuing to both pleasure and torment Akira.
Tamiko was right. Jin was grunting every few seconds, each grunt a little louder than the one before it. Haru was arching her back on the bed, her legs still wrapped around Jin's body. Akira could see the tell-tale sight of her toes beginning to curl, and he wondered whether Haru would obey the order she had been given.
"I-I'm cumming! I'm cumming!!" Haru cried out helplessly, throwing her head back.
Jin nodded with approval and drove his cock as deeply as he could into Haru before letting out a series of loud grunts. Akira's breath caught as he realized they were cumming together, completely in sync. Only the thin material of the condom Jin was wearing was keeping him from pumping his cum into Haru's pussy. Haru, for her part, was writhing beneath him, gasping in pure pleasure as what looked like an amazing orgasm rippled through her.
Jin was the first to recover. He took hold of Haru's chin and turned her head so that she was facing him. He then kissed her deeply, inserting his tongue into her mouth even as she was still recovering from her climax. Haru, whether she was in control of herself or not, accepted Jin's rough, possessive kiss eagerly.
Akira was so turned on that he felt as though he could have cum twice so far, but Tamiko hadn't allowed him to do so yet. The woman in the blue succubus mask could read his body language perfectly, and she seemed in no hurry to let him cum. Jin, meanwhile, pushed himself off of Haru, taking his cock out of her. A large bulb filled with his cum sagged at the end of the condom, and the thought that without it, all of that cum would be swimming inside Haru almost made Akira cum again.
Jin unrolled the condom over his cock. His cock wasn't as hard as it had been, but it was still plenty large enough. Akira could only watch as Jin skillfully tied the end of the condom so nothing would leak, then tossed it aside on the bed. Jin reached the only remaining condom, let out a laugh, then rolled it onto his cock.
Haru had finally recovered from her climax. His girlfriend pushed herself up on the bed slowly. Aside from her mask and her bra, which was still pushed up over the top of her breasts, she was naked. Haru's cheeks were flushed, her curly hair had frizzed out a touch, and her eyes were wide. In short, she looked like she had been very well fucked. Akira couldn't help but note the difference in how Haru looked now compared to how she normally looked after they had sex.
Haru crawled over on the bed until she was facing the sofas where Akira and Tamiko were sitting. She looked over at Akira and cocked her head slightly, taking in the sight in front of her. Haru's eyebrows rose as she saw Tamiko giving Akira a handjob with a pair of panties over his cock. Then she noticed just whose panties were being used. Haru reddened a bit at first, then giggled.
"Seems like you're ready for round two, little lady." Jin said from behind her, moving toward Haru on the bed.
"R-Round two?" Haru asked in surprise, turned her head back toward the older man.
"That's right. I've always got more love to give for a beautiful lady like yourself." Jin answered readily, reaching behind Haru's back.
Jin unhooked Haru's bra effortlessly. Who knew how many times he had done such a thing? Haru's bra fell from her shoulders onto the bed, leaving her entirely naked. Jin then repeated his motion from before, taking hold of Haru's chin and turning her head until she was facing him. He then kissed her in the same deep, rough fashion as before. Akira wouldn't have thought Haru liked that kind of thing, but his girlfriend definitely seemed to enjoy Jin's assertive moves.
A minute or two passed in which both Akira and Haru were the subject of the older couple's roving hands. Jin fondled Haru's breasts one after the other, then reached between her legs in order to rub Haru's pussy briskly. Akira, meanwhile, was still being subjected to Tamiko's slow, sedate handjob. He could have done something about it by now if he wanted to. But the sight in front of him was too engrossing, and Akira wanted to keep watching for as long as he could.
Akira could see Haru steadily becoming wetter as she kissed Jin. The older man continued to stimulate her pussy expertly with his hand. Perhaps, he always made certain that a woman was warmed up before he tried to put his huge cock in her. Akira appreciated it, as he wanted Haru to get just as much enjoyment out of delivering his fantasy as he got out of receiving it.
Jin withdrew his hand from between Haru's legs and pushed her down on the bed firmly. Not in a missionary position like before, but down onto her hands and knees in front of him. He was planning to fuck her doggy-style! Akira had never done that with Haru before. Akira almost came then and there. Only the way that his cock gave an extra throb at the thought gave Tamiko time to cease the motion of her hand entirely.
"Nice try, sweetie. But you're going to have to wait until the end." Tamiko whispered wickedly, waiting a few seconds before starting her handjob up again.
Akira groaned in response, but he didn't really mind. This was more about Haru's satisfaction than his own, after all. Over on the bed, Haru was staring at Akira, her eyes wide. Being fucked from behind was an entirely new experience for Haru, and it seemed like she didn't know what to do.
Jin, of course, knew exactly what to do. He scooted forward on the bed until his hardened cock was resting against Haru's thigh. The older man then used his hands to gently spread Haru's legs further apart, then lined up his cock with Haru's waiting pussy. Akira and Haru shared an intense look before Jin inserted his large cock into Haru's pussy, causing his girlfriend to turn her head to look at the man behind her.
This time, Jin didn't pause at all. Haru had already gotten used to his size by now, and Jin didn't waste a moment before he started to fuck her. He got a firm grip on Haru's hips with both hands and established a brisk pace from the beginning, thrusting powerfully with his own hips.
Haru was letting out her quiet but nevertheless very erotic moans once again. In this doggy-style position, it looked like Jin could insert his cock even deeper into Haru's pussy than before. He could also thrust harder as well. Both of those facts as well as the complete novelty of the position were why Haru seemed to be getting into it much quicker than during the first round.
"Want to cum?" Tamiko asked abruptly, temporarily drawing Akira's focus.
"Yes. Yes, please." Akira couldn't help but answer, his desire to cum steadily rising as the minutes went by.
"Hmm. Harumi there was brave enough to push past her reticence and announce that she was cumming like Jin told her. How about you do something similar?" Tamiko asked in a quiet tone, her voice filled with glee.
"What...what do you mean?" Akira asked after a moment, glancing over at the mature woman beside him.
"Instead of announcing it, how about you ask your girlfriend for permission? It's her panties you're planning to cum into, after all." Tamiko said wickedly.
Akira blinked as he digested the woman's words. Asking Haru for permission to cum would be a little embarrassing, but surely she would say yes. Akira needed to cum soon. A little embarrassment would definitely be worth it. Akira, too turned on to think deeply about it, nodded at Tamiko.
"Harumi, dear. Ren here has something he'd like to ask you." Tamiko announced in a loud tone.
Having propped herself up on her elbows as Jin continued to fuck her, Haru didn't even acknowledge Tamiko's words at first. Part of the reason might have been that "Harumi" and "Ren" weren't their real names. But the real reason (doubtlessly) was that his girlfriend was too busy enjoying Jin's cock to put much stock into what was going on around her. But after a few moments, Haru blinked and turned to look over at Akira and Tamiko.
"W-What?" Haru asked blankly.
"I said, Ren here has something he'd like to ask you." Tamiko prompted, turning to look at Akira.
Haru looked over at Akira in puzzlement. Seeing his girlfriend's gaze upon him (as well as Tamiko's), Akira suddenly felt a little hesitant to speak up. But he had her attention now. If Akira let Haru get lost in pleasure again, he might not be able to get her attention back until she and Jin were finished.
"Can...can I cum, please?" Akira asked faintly.
Haru didn't answer at first. She looked at Akira, then back at Tamiko, who was clearly controlling the proceedings on her end of the room. Tamiko winked and smiled at Haru, who seemed to read her intentions loud and clear. Haru looked back at Akira with a smile that looked almost like a smirk, if that could be ascribed to her.
"N-Not yet. O-Only when I s-say so." Haru answered in a firm tone, only faltering whenever Jin drove his cock all the way inside her.
Hearing his girlfriend's dominant attitude toward him (especially when she was busy submitting to the man currently fucking her) drove Akira for a loop. It was a side of Haru that he had never seen, but given the way that he almost came once again, he liked it. Tamiko was watching him too closely to be surprised by that, however.
"Ooo, too bad. Guess you'll have to keep being patient." Tamiko said in a faux sympathetic tone, slowing her handjob down significantly.
Akira groaned in response. At least he still had the captivating sight in front of him to enjoy. Haru had closed her eyes and was seemingly intent on immersing herself in the pleasure she was feeling. His girlfriend's breasts bounced appealingly beneath her after every thrust of Jin's cock, and Akira followed the pace of Haru's wonderful assets as they bounced back and forth in front of him.
It wasn't long before Haru was approaching a climax once again. The proof was in the way that Haru began meeting Jin's thrusts with some movements of her own. Haru had begun pushing herself backward, trying to get Jin's cock even deeper in her pussy than before. It took a little while, but soon Jin and Haru's movements were perfectly in sync together, causing Haru to moan louder than Akira had ever heard her before.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!!" Haru cried out in her lovely voice, no embarrassment whatsoever in it.
Jin laughed and redoubled his pace. After only a few seconds, he drove his cock all the way into Haru and began grunting heavily. Akira could only watch, amazed, as Jin and Haru climaxed together just as they had earlier. Their bodies looked as though they were made for each other, each one working to give as much pleasure to the other as possible.
"Looks like Harumi might have forgotten about you for a bit. But I'm sure she'll remember you when she recovers." Tamiko said in the same faux sympathetic tone as before, fondling Akira's cock slowly.
Now Akira knew why Tamiko was such a match for Jin. Where her husband's appetite for the physical seemed bottomless, Tamiko glorified in the mental side of sex. She was deriving quite a bit of pleasure out of topping Akira as her husband enjoyed Haru's body.
"But now comes the question. I know Jin will want a round three, and unless I missed my guess, Harumi there wouldn't say no to the prospect. But they're out of condoms..." Tamiko remarked, trailing off delicately.
Akira had some idea of where Tamiko was going with this. Did he need to cum so badly that he was willing to throw caution to the wind like this?
"You can go get some more. But I think you'll find Harumi...indisposed toward letting you cum if you do. Just a guess, of course." Tamiko said innocently.
Akira wasn't fooled. Tamiko would work her magic in his absence. The mature, experienced woman would doubtlessly persuade Haru that what Akira really wanted was to be denied the chance to cum, whatever he said. Was it true? Akira couldn't deny it completely, even if his cock was demanding it right now.
"Well? What's it going to be?" Tamiko asked, the true wickedness behind her mask evident in her voice.
"I'm feeling a little nervous, to be honest." Haru said softly beside him, looking up at Akira.
Haru's expression was difficult to read. That was due to the half-mask she was wearing. Upon their entrance into the club, they had both been given their choice of masks to hide their identity. Haru's mask, a very feminine-looking creation decorated with lilac feathers and sparkling rose quartz, covered the upper half of her face. His girlfriend's best features were not obscured, however: Haru's soft, curly brown hair, her warm brown eyes, beautiful lips, and kind smile were just as apparent as before.
Akira was wearing a mask that was slightly different. He had passed over the feminine masks (for obvious reasons) and had chosen a mask intended for male members at random. The mask he was wearing now was some kind of animal mask with miniature horns.
They had both changed before heading into the main room. Akira was wearing only a pair of black boxer shorts. Haru, on the other hand, was wearing her most sophisticated lingerie and heels. All of it was a perfectly color-coordinated shade of lilac. Haru had purchased the set of lingerie specifically to wear at the club, and it was the first time Akira had seen his girlfriend in it. Only a keen desire to see his fantasies unfold had kept him from taking Haru in the changing room a minute ago. But if his girlfriend had misgivings, then Akira needed to heed them.
"We don't have to do this, you know." Akira said warmly, squeezing Haru's hand.
"No, I want to. You were really brave to tell me about the kind of things you liked. I have to be brave, too." Haru replied intently, sounding more resolute than before.
This had begun as Akira's idea. At least, the desire to see Haru with another man had been his idea. Becoming members in this sex club had been Haru's suggestion, as soon as his girlfriend had been given enough time to think it over. Thankfully, Haru had been quite open and willing to try, even if she never would have come up with the idea herself.
Akira smiled at his girlfriend and saw Haru smile back, and together they reached the end of the hall. Akira took a deep breath and opened the door with Haru following close behind.
The main room was large and expensively decorated. Soft lamps lit up a number of tables covered with white linen, upon which a collection of delicate-looking hors d'oeuvres and exotically colored drinks were on offer. Perhaps a dozen people sat conversing at the tables, most of whom were holding drinks in their hands. Like Akira and Haru, everyone here was stripped down to their underwear and wearing masks to obscure their identities.
Almost everyone here was older than either of them, but none seemed to be over the age of 35. There seemed to be an equal number of men and women, but that made sense. According to Haru, no one could be a member of the club or attend without being with a partner.
There were half a dozen smaller rooms connected to the main room. Velvet curtains could be drawn across the entrance, giving the occupants some semblance of privacy. Four of the rooms were occupied—two were not. Akira could see a king-sized bed inside each of the open rooms. There was quite a collection of sex toys hanging from the walls of the rooms, though it was hard to tell what they were from this far away.
Haru was gripping Akira's hand very tightly. Akira squeezed Haru's hand back, trying to give his girlfriend a little comfort. Most of the members here had noticed their arrival. Akira felt a little nervous about the way the women were looking at him appraisingly, but Haru had to be far more nervous than he was. Most of the men in the room were looking at his girlfriend who, after all, was wearing some very appealing lingerie and nothing else.
"L-Let's sit down, shall we?" Akira suggested, going for a calm and collected tone but not quite succeeding.
"O-Of course." Haru answered weakly, sounding similarly ill at ease.
They sat down at the closest unoccupied table. Drinks of various colors and hues rested on the table in front of them. Wanting to help both of them relax, Akira reached out and retrieved two drinks, passing one to his girlfriend. Haru took it with an air of gratitude and sipped her ruby red cocktail slowly. Akira did the same with his electric blue drink, though he had no idea what it was.
The members were whispering to each other, and occasional chuckles from the men and giggles from the women reached their ears. After a minute or two of this, two of them, a man and a woman, stood up and walked over to Akira and Haru's table. The man was large and appeared to be around 200 pounds—most of it was muscle. He was tanned, and he looked to be about 35. He had a red demon half-mask on and was wearing boxers similar to Akira. The woman looked to be a few years younger, and she had on a coral blue bra and matching panties. She had long, straight black hair and was wearing a more friendly-looking blue succubus mask.
"Hello! We're always glad to meet new members!" The woman said as soon as the two of them reached Akira and Haru's table, extending her hand.
"Nice to meet you." Akira answered automatically, accepting the woman's offered hand.
Akira shook the woman's hand, noting her confident grip. The man did the same with Haru, and as soon as his girlfriend shook the man's hand, he bent down to kiss it. Haru giggled at the man's gesture and her eyes flicked over to Akira. Maybe she was looking to see if Akira was put out by it, but obviously that wasn't the case. His cock gave a tiny throb at the sight.
"W-We're happy to be here. Thank you for welcoming us." Haru answered quickly, her training in polite conversation kicking in.
The two older members sat down at their table. Akira couldn't help but notice that the man had chosen the seat next to Haru, while the woman had chosen the seat next to Akira. The man seemed completely focused on Haru, while the woman looked to be paying attention to everyone equally.
"You can call me Tamiko. The man currently eyeing your girlfriend is my husband, Jin." The woman explained patiently, sounding amused by the sight.
Were those their real names? Probably not. Akira nodded politely and decided to do likewise and make up a name for himself. As he was thinking of one, Akira realized that the woman's method of introduction was likely a test to see how possessive he might be of Haru. Both of them were looking at him now.
"You can call me Ren." Akira said simply, allowing his girlfriend to introduce herself.
"M-My name is Harumi. We're pleased to meet you." Haru answered with an alternate version of her actual name, looking at Akira briefly.
That worked. Jin grinned and returned his full attention to Haru. The woman, Tamiko, nodded to herself and sipped her drink. Akira drank from his own once more, hoping the alcohol would help him loosen up a little.
"Really? That's amazing!" Haru said with a giggle, draining the last of her cocktail.
"Of course! Her husband was counting on me to show her a good time, after all." Jin barked with a laugh.
Haru had certainly loosened up after the last half hour. His girlfriend had downed two of those ruby-red cocktails. That was a significant amount of alcohol for Haru's fairly small frame. It meant that Haru was far less inhibited than she had been.
At first, Haru had only offered polite conversation to Jin. She had also glanced at Akira frequently. But as time went on, Haru stopped looking over at her boyfriend so much and began laughing along with Jin's boastful exploits. If the large, tanned man could be believed, he had fucked every single woman in the club multiple times. Haru had been nervous about him earlier, but now she seemed genuinely interested in his stories. Akira had even caught Haru briefly glancing downward when Jin had boasted about his size.
Akira had downed two cocktails as well, but being larger, he wasn't as affected. Neither was Tamiko. The more mature, sophisticated woman had engaged him in plenty of conversation, but Akira had a little difficulty keeping up. He was much more preoccupied with the sight of his girlfriend being heavily flirted with. Tamiko didn't mind. The woman in the blue succubus mask appeared to have gotten a grasp of the situation quickly.
"Well, I'd say she's about ready, wouldn't you?" Tamiko whispered suddenly, looking playful.
"Ready? I'm not sure-." Akira began, even though he knew full well what Tamiko meant.
"Of course, you've been ready for a while, I see." Tamiko whispered again, reaching out to him under the table.
Akira could only watch as Tamiko ran her hand over his boxers, feeling his hardened cock. Akira gulped, and Tamiko laughed softly. As beautiful as she was, Tamiko had to know that Akira wasn't really hard because of her. The woman seemed not to mind, however.
"How about you go prepare the room? There's a cart with condoms over by the entrance. Make sure you get plenty of the ones in the largest size. Unless you want your girlfriend to get knocked up. My Jin would be happy to do it, if so." Tamiko instructed him softly, laughing at her own joke.
Akira stood up quickly. The idea of Haru getting impregnated by this huge guy was an incredible turn on. He didn't really want it to happen, of course, but...
"Where are you going?" Haru asked quizzically, having seemingly just remembered her boyfriend was here.
"Ren's going to go prepare the room for us. He's such a nice boy." Tamiko answered swiftly before Akira could respond.
Jin let out another booming laugh, and Haru smiled. Because of her mask, Akira couldn't quite tell if Haru was being her usual kind self or if her smile had a hint of amusement in it. He rather thought it was the latter, but that could have easily been his imagination.
Akira opened his mouth to say something, but shut it after a moment. What was there to say anyway? Tamiko had already explained the situation. Akira simply walked over to where Tamiko had directed him to go. A cart filled with many condoms in multi-colored wrappers was beside one of the open rooms. Akira looked at the varied condoms and found the largest ones piled in the corner.
How many should he get? Tamiko had told him to get plenty, but surely Jin wouldn't need more than a couple. Two should be fine. A little voice inside Akira told him that he was playing with fire here, but that was the idea, wasn't it?
Akira turned around and saw that Haru was accompanying their two acquaintances to an open room. Haru had her head turned and was looking at Akira curiously. The man, Jin, was holding Haru's hand. On her other side, Tamiko had bent down and was whispering into Haru's ear, causing his girlfriend to giggle and return her attention to the large man beside her.
Something about the way Haru was holding Jin's hand made his girlfriend seem...sexier somehow. Of course, Haru had always been sexy. But the knowledge that a man other than Akira was about to enjoy Haru's charms was making his girlfriend look that much more appealing in Akira's eyes. Suddenly, he was regretting holding back in the changing room before. Too late now, though. Akira hastened to follow them, two condom wrappers in his hand.
Akira entered the room behind them and was immediately distracted by the varied paraphernalia hanging from the walls. Haru was similarly stunned, as his girlfriend had stopped dead as soon as she had entered. Various bondage items hung from one wall, while spanking implements hung from another, and quite a number of different kinds of vibrators and dildos hung from the third wall.
"Don't let that stuff worry you, dear. Those are for our more adventurous members." Tamiko said coolly, winking at Haru.
"I...I see." Haru replied shortly.
The walls aside, the room was spacious. In addition to the king-sized bed, there were several comfortable chairs around the bed, and bizarrely, a kind of stockade. It was a long, wide strip of wood with two wrist holes and a larger neck hole. There was a padded area for the participant to rest on their knees, but it was still an intimidating object.
"Can I speak to A-, Ren first?" Haru asked quickly, momentarily tripping on Akira's pseudonym.
"Of course, dear. Take all the time you need." Tamiko answered silkily.
Haru hurried over to where Akira was standing. As soon as they reached each other, Haru did her cute little thing where she would rise onto her tiptoes in front of him, implicitly requesting a kiss. It wasn't strictly necessary, as she was wearing heels, but Akira read the message and gave his girlfriend what she wanted, kissing her lightly. Haru was breathing harder than usual, and so was he. Was this really about to happen?
"Are you sure this is what you want? There's no turning back after." Haru whispered quietly, gazing at him.
Akira couldn't lie to himself; he did indeed want this to happen. But if Haru wasn't into this kind of play and was planning to fuck Jin solely for Akira's sake, then he wasn't so sure. Akira took a moment to examine his girlfriend before answering. Haru's eyes were bright and (perhaps helped by the alcohol she had consumed) there was no reluctance at all in her gaze. Akira then looked down and saw, to his own excitement, that his girlfriend's nipples had hardened underneath her violet bra. That only happened when Haru was seriously turned on.
"Absolutely. I want you to have a great time." Akira whispered back, smiling at Haru.
"Really? Tamiko told me...well, nevermind." Haru replied quietly, falling silent.
Just what Tamiko had told his girlfriend was left unsaid, and Akira wasn't sure he wanted to know. Haru cocked her head slightly, seemingly curious about where exactly Akira was coming from. She then looked down and saw the condoms that Akira was holding and smiled. She reached out, and with unusual boldness, took one out of Akira's hand and looked at it closely.
"These are pretty big. Are they for you or for Jin?" Haru asked teasingly, her smile indicating that she already knew the answer.
"Um, for Jin. Tamiko said to get the largest ones." Akira answered with a slight gulp, his cock throbbing in his boxers.
"I see! But you didn't get any for yourself. I was going to say you can do whatever you want with Tamiko, but I guess you don't want to. Have fun watching, then." Haru said with a giggle.
Haru turned around and walked back over to Jin. Was it his imagination, or was Haru walking a little more sensually than usual? Her ass, nicely framed by the violet panties she had on, was suddenly an arresting sight. Haru reached Jin and took hold of his hand once more. Jin grinned and bent down to kiss Haru, delivering a rougher kiss than Akira's previous one. Haru, for her part, accepted Jin's aggressive move readily.
Jin led Haru over to the bed and sat down. The older man gently but firmly pulled her onto his lap. Haru sat down rapidly, letting out a tiny noise of surprise, but she didn't seem to mind. She even giggled when Jin kissed her neck. Haru was keeping her eyes on Akira, though she closed them languidly as soon as Jin grasped her breasts over her bra with both hands.
"Oho. These are nice." Jin said appreciatively.
Jin fondled Haru's breasts for a few seconds until his fingers found her hardened nipples. He grinned and slipped his hands inside Haru's bra. Haru let out a very cute moan at this, one that rose in volume as soon as Jin began caressing her nipples with his fingers. Akira couldn't help but stare, his breath quickening. Haru's nipples were definitely her weak point, and Jin seemed to have found it without any trouble.
"Let's sit down, shall we?" Tamiko said coolly, winking at him.
Akira glanced at Tamiko and nodded, heading to the sofa chairs in the corner of the room. Tamiko followed him and sat down close, but not right next to Akira. Her amusement was evident even underneath the mask she was wearing. Akira looked at the dark-haired woman for a few seconds longer, appreciating her beauty and charm, but soon enough, his gaze was drawn back to the bed in the center of the room.
Jin laid down on his side on the bed, pulling Haru down with him. The tanned, older man used his hands, which were still inside Haru's bra, to draw her closer to him so that they were spooning together. He began kissing her neck once more. All the while, Haru was letting out cute moans, her excitement increasingly evident. Was it an act for Akira's benefit, or was Haru really enjoying this as much as she seemed to be? Regardless, Akira's cock was as hard as a rock underneath his boxers.
"Watch closely, Ren. My Jin really knows how to please a woman. He should, as he's fucked a couple hundred of them by now." Tamiko said with a laugh next to Akira.
"Really?" Akira asked quietly, his eyes still on the scene in front of him.
"Oh yes. Not that it's enough for him, of course. I think my Jin will only be truly satisfied once he's fucked every woman in Tokyo. He's well on his way, at any rate." Tamiko said with a tinkling laugh, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Ha! If only. But I like to call it love-making. After all, I love each and everyone one of them." Jin replied with one of his deep, booming laughs from over on the bed.
Jin took a hand out from inside Haru's bra and brought it down between her legs, causing Haru to let out a quiet, though still sensual moan. Akira watched, spellbound, as Jin rubbed his girlfriend's pussy over her violet panties, gently at first, then faster as time went on. Haru began to writhe in Jin's grasp from the forceful stimulation she was receiving from the older man's fingers. It was certainly a contrast to how Haru usually reacted to Akira's more gentle technique.
Haru began letting out the rhythmic, cutely stuttering moans she often did when approaching orgasm. Jin grinned and slipped his hand inside Haru's panties, redoubling the pace of his rubbing. Haru arched her back—or tried to, pressed against Jin as she was. Seconds later, she climaxed, squeezing her thighs tightly around Jin's hand. Haru, the well-behaved girl that she was, was never loud when she came, but Akira could see the telltale sign: her toes were curled tightly, every one of them. Jin held Haru even more closely during her climax, kissing her neck gently.
"Jin likes to make sure a girl cums before he starts. It makes it easier if they’re not used to his size." Tamiko pointed out coolly, her arms still crossed over her chest.
"I see." Akira replied absently, his cock still as hard as a rock in his underwear.
"Why don't you go give Jin his condoms? He might have a present for you in return." Tamiko said wickedly, winking at Akira.
Akira looked at Tamiko for a moment, then rose from the chair as he was told. He was so turned on that it was quite difficult to think clearly at the moment. Listening to Tamiko seemed like a far easier prospect. Akira walked over to the bed and offered the condoms to Jin, who pushed himself up from the bed and took them at once. Now that she was free, Haru laid down on her back, still catching her breath.
"Thanks, kid. Two, huh? I doubt that'll be enough. But we'll cross that bridge when we come to it, I suppose. Here, take these." Jin said with another booming laugh.
Jin reached over and pulled Haru's violet panties off in one smooth motion. Haru, still recovering from her orgasm, blushed and closed her legs together as she covered her pussy shyly with one hand. Her blushing only increased when Jin held her panties out to Akira, who took them with slightly shaky hands. Haru was gazing at him, her expression difficult to read. She then saw how much of a tent Akira was pitching in his boxers and her expression cleared. Haru smiled rather saucily at Akira and stopped trying to cover her pussy.
Akira gulped and headed back to where Tamiko was sitting, holding his "present". Haru's panties were quite wet, that much was clear. Akira set Haru's panties down beside him as he sat down. Tamiko watched him return, her eyebrows rising considerably.
"I told you to get plenty of condoms for Jin, didn't I?" Tamiko asked reprovingly as he sat down next to her.
"Yes, well..." Akira answered, or failed to as he trailed off.
"That part I said about your girlfriend getting knocked up was a joke, you know. But my Jin will do it if nobody stops him. He loves impregnating women." Tamiko warned ruefully.
"I can always go get more." Akira protested quietly, his breath catching as he imagined Haru becoming pregnant as a result of tonight.
"Assuming your girlfriend wants you to. She might not be able to say no later." Tamiko pointed out with a shake of her head.
Over on the bed, Jin had taken off his boxers. Akira's eyes widened at the sight of the older man's very large cock. It was at least 8 inches long with impressive thickness. Haru, still resting on her side, was gazing at it as well, her mouth open in surprise. Haru looked over at Akira in a minor panic, clearly wanting to know what she should do.
Jin knew what to do, however. The older man unrolled the extra-large condom over his cock and crawled over to where Haru was laying. Jin pushed her legs apart widely, then grabbed Haru by the hips and pulled her closer to him. His hardened cock was now resting against her pussy, which was still wet from her recent climax.
"Alright, little lady. This might hurt at first, but I guarantee it'll feel good shortly." Jin remarked confidently, inserting his cock into Akira's girlfriend.
Haru winced as Jin's huge cock entered her pussy, inch by inch. Jin didn't shove it in, but he inserted it at a rapid pace. In no time at all, every inch of the older man's cock was nestled inside Haru's pussy. Haru's eyes were wide, and she seemed to be moving her mouth silently. Akira couldn't tell whether Haru was in pain or pleasure, but regardless, he was spellbound by the sight.
Jin paused for a few moments, evidently allowing Haru the chance to get used to his size. But soon enough, he drew back and began fucking Haru at a slow, steady pace. Haru let out some reserved but nevertheless cute sighs of satisfaction. Akira knew that Haru went to great lengths to avoid being too loud, but she never pretended to feel good when she didn't. The thought that his girlfriend was truly enjoying being fucked by another man made Akira's cock as hard as it could be. At least, until Jin pushed Haru's brassiere cups upward, causing her breasts to spill out beneath them. Jin fondled them with a grin, squeezing Haru's generous assets tightly.
"These are really nice. And you got a fantastic pussy as well, little lady. Nice and tight." Jin said appreciatively.
Haru said nothing, though she did redden a bit, her blush barely visible below her mask. Jin let go of Haru's breasts and grabbed hold of her hands instead, raising them higher. He interlocked his fingers between Haru's and just like that, they were fucking with their hands clenched together, his much larger hands dwarfing her smaller ones. Haru was regarding Jin with no small amount of amazement with her mouth in a perpetual "o". Meanwhile, Tamiko had slid next to Akira on the couch.
"I'll show you how to truly enjoy this. Take your underwear off, please." Tamiko instructed archly, smiling at Akira.
Akira blinked and then did as he was told. He was too turned on to do otherwise. Akira pulled his boxer shorts down, causing his hardened cock to spring out. Tamiko looked down at it, gave a small nod of approval, then picked up Haru's worn panties. Tamiko slipped them over his cock and began giving him a very slow handjob, making certain to place the wettest spot on Haru's panties right over the head of his cock.
Akira almost came right then and there, but Tamiko didn't allow him to. The mature woman was watching Akira closely. Her grip on his cock loosened and she almost came to a stop, causing Akira's orgasm to recede. As soon as it did, Tamiko went back to her earlier speed, rubbing his cock in a slow, sedate pace. Once again, Akira felt like cumming, and once again, Tamiko slowed down further. It was uncanny how easily the woman could read Akira's body language.
"You'll enjoy it more if you don't cum too fast, dear. Now, keep watching your girlfriend." Tamiko instructed again, her eyes shining.
He didn't need to be told twice. Jin had increased the speed of his thrusts, causing Haru to moan prettily every time he drove his cock all the way into her. Haru had wrapped her legs around his body, and along with the way they were still holding each other's hands, it really did look more like love-making than simple fucking.
"I can tell you're the shy type, little lady, but you'll like this more if you let yourself go. When you feel like you're going to cum, say it out loud. Can you do that?" Jin asked Haru as he continued to thrust his cock into her pussy, sounding admirably indefatigable.
"I-I can't. It's t-too embarrassing." Haru protested weakly, her own sighs causing her to stutter slightly.
"Yes, you can. I expect to hear it when you do." Jin said confidently, picking up his pace.
Jin was no longer holding back, it seemed. He was fucking Haru on the bed at a brisk pace, each powerful thrust forcing a pleasurable moan out of her. No longer unbound by her bra, Haru's impressive breasts bounced back and forth with the newfound force of Jin's thrusts. Meanwhile, Akira sat on the couch with Tamiko patiently rubbing his cock beside him, utterly absorbed in what he was seeing. Akira didn't even need to worry about holding himself back from cumming, as Tamiko took care of that for him.
"They're nearing the end. Of the first round, anyway. Jin's going to be enjoying your girlfriend for a while yet, so keep being patient." Tamiko remarked cheerfully, continuing to both pleasure and torment Akira.
Tamiko was right. Jin was grunting every few seconds, each grunt a little louder than the one before it. Haru was arching her back on the bed, her legs still wrapped around Jin's body. Akira could see the tell-tale sight of her toes beginning to curl, and he wondered whether Haru would obey the order she had been given.
"I-I'm cumming! I'm cumming!!" Haru cried out helplessly, throwing her head back.
Jin nodded with approval and drove his cock as deeply as he could into Haru before letting out a series of loud grunts. Akira's breath caught as he realized they were cumming together, completely in sync. Only the thin material of the condom Jin was wearing was keeping him from pumping his cum into Haru's pussy. Haru, for her part, was writhing beneath him, gasping in pure pleasure as what looked like an amazing orgasm rippled through her.
Jin was the first to recover. He took hold of Haru's chin and turned her head so that she was facing him. He then kissed her deeply, inserting his tongue into her mouth even as she was still recovering from her climax. Haru, whether she was in control of herself or not, accepted Jin's rough, possessive kiss eagerly.
Akira was so turned on that he felt as though he could have cum twice so far, but Tamiko hadn't allowed him to do so yet. The woman in the blue succubus mask could read his body language perfectly, and she seemed in no hurry to let him cum. Jin, meanwhile, pushed himself off of Haru, taking his cock out of her. A large bulb filled with his cum sagged at the end of the condom, and the thought that without it, all of that cum would be swimming inside Haru almost made Akira cum again.
Jin unrolled the condom over his cock. His cock wasn't as hard as it had been, but it was still plenty large enough. Akira could only watch as Jin skillfully tied the end of the condom so nothing would leak, then tossed it aside on the bed. Jin reached the only remaining condom, let out a laugh, then rolled it onto his cock.
Haru had finally recovered from her climax. His girlfriend pushed herself up on the bed slowly. Aside from her mask and her bra, which was still pushed up over the top of her breasts, she was naked. Haru's cheeks were flushed, her curly hair had frizzed out a touch, and her eyes were wide. In short, she looked like she had been very well fucked. Akira couldn't help but note the difference in how Haru looked now compared to how she normally looked after they had sex.
Haru crawled over on the bed until she was facing the sofas where Akira and Tamiko were sitting. She looked over at Akira and cocked her head slightly, taking in the sight in front of her. Haru's eyebrows rose as she saw Tamiko giving Akira a handjob with a pair of panties over his cock. Then she noticed just whose panties were being used. Haru reddened a bit at first, then giggled.
"Seems like you're ready for round two, little lady." Jin said from behind her, moving toward Haru on the bed.
"R-Round two?" Haru asked in surprise, turned her head back toward the older man.
"That's right. I've always got more love to give for a beautiful lady like yourself." Jin answered readily, reaching behind Haru's back.
Jin unhooked Haru's bra effortlessly. Who knew how many times he had done such a thing? Haru's bra fell from her shoulders onto the bed, leaving her entirely naked. Jin then repeated his motion from before, taking hold of Haru's chin and turning her head until she was facing him. He then kissed her in the same deep, rough fashion as before. Akira wouldn't have thought Haru liked that kind of thing, but his girlfriend definitely seemed to enjoy Jin's assertive moves.
A minute or two passed in which both Akira and Haru were the subject of the older couple's roving hands. Jin fondled Haru's breasts one after the other, then reached between her legs in order to rub Haru's pussy briskly. Akira, meanwhile, was still being subjected to Tamiko's slow, sedate handjob. He could have done something about it by now if he wanted to. But the sight in front of him was too engrossing, and Akira wanted to keep watching for as long as he could.
Akira could see Haru steadily becoming wetter as she kissed Jin. The older man continued to stimulate her pussy expertly with his hand. Perhaps, he always made certain that a woman was warmed up before he tried to put his huge cock in her. Akira appreciated it, as he wanted Haru to get just as much enjoyment out of delivering his fantasy as he got out of receiving it.
Jin withdrew his hand from between Haru's legs and pushed her down on the bed firmly. Not in a missionary position like before, but down onto her hands and knees in front of him. He was planning to fuck her doggy-style! Akira had never done that with Haru before. Akira almost came then and there. Only the way that his cock gave an extra throb at the thought gave Tamiko time to cease the motion of her hand entirely.
"Nice try, sweetie. But you're going to have to wait until the end." Tamiko whispered wickedly, waiting a few seconds before starting her handjob up again.
Akira groaned in response, but he didn't really mind. This was more about Haru's satisfaction than his own, after all. Over on the bed, Haru was staring at Akira, her eyes wide. Being fucked from behind was an entirely new experience for Haru, and it seemed like she didn't know what to do.
Jin, of course, knew exactly what to do. He scooted forward on the bed until his hardened cock was resting against Haru's thigh. The older man then used his hands to gently spread Haru's legs further apart, then lined up his cock with Haru's waiting pussy. Akira and Haru shared an intense look before Jin inserted his large cock into Haru's pussy, causing his girlfriend to turn her head to look at the man behind her.
This time, Jin didn't pause at all. Haru had already gotten used to his size by now, and Jin didn't waste a moment before he started to fuck her. He got a firm grip on Haru's hips with both hands and established a brisk pace from the beginning, thrusting powerfully with his own hips.
Haru was letting out her quiet but nevertheless very erotic moans once again. In this doggy-style position, it looked like Jin could insert his cock even deeper into Haru's pussy than before. He could also thrust harder as well. Both of those facts as well as the complete novelty of the position were why Haru seemed to be getting into it much quicker than during the first round.
"Want to cum?" Tamiko asked abruptly, temporarily drawing Akira's focus.
"Yes. Yes, please." Akira couldn't help but answer, his desire to cum steadily rising as the minutes went by.
"Hmm. Harumi there was brave enough to push past her reticence and announce that she was cumming like Jin told her. How about you do something similar?" Tamiko asked in a quiet tone, her voice filled with glee.
"What...what do you mean?" Akira asked after a moment, glancing over at the mature woman beside him.
"Instead of announcing it, how about you ask your girlfriend for permission? It's her panties you're planning to cum into, after all." Tamiko said wickedly.
Akira blinked as he digested the woman's words. Asking Haru for permission to cum would be a little embarrassing, but surely she would say yes. Akira needed to cum soon. A little embarrassment would definitely be worth it. Akira, too turned on to think deeply about it, nodded at Tamiko.
"Harumi, dear. Ren here has something he'd like to ask you." Tamiko announced in a loud tone.
Having propped herself up on her elbows as Jin continued to fuck her, Haru didn't even acknowledge Tamiko's words at first. Part of the reason might have been that "Harumi" and "Ren" weren't their real names. But the real reason (doubtlessly) was that his girlfriend was too busy enjoying Jin's cock to put much stock into what was going on around her. But after a few moments, Haru blinked and turned to look over at Akira and Tamiko.
"W-What?" Haru asked blankly.
"I said, Ren here has something he'd like to ask you." Tamiko prompted, turning to look at Akira.
Haru looked over at Akira in puzzlement. Seeing his girlfriend's gaze upon him (as well as Tamiko's), Akira suddenly felt a little hesitant to speak up. But he had her attention now. If Akira let Haru get lost in pleasure again, he might not be able to get her attention back until she and Jin were finished.
"Can...can I cum, please?" Akira asked faintly.
Haru didn't answer at first. She looked at Akira, then back at Tamiko, who was clearly controlling the proceedings on her end of the room. Tamiko winked and smiled at Haru, who seemed to read her intentions loud and clear. Haru looked back at Akira with a smile that looked almost like a smirk, if that could be ascribed to her.
"N-Not yet. O-Only when I s-say so." Haru answered in a firm tone, only faltering whenever Jin drove his cock all the way inside her.
Hearing his girlfriend's dominant attitude toward him (especially when she was busy submitting to the man currently fucking her) drove Akira for a loop. It was a side of Haru that he had never seen, but given the way that he almost came once again, he liked it. Tamiko was watching him too closely to be surprised by that, however.
"Ooo, too bad. Guess you'll have to keep being patient." Tamiko said in a faux sympathetic tone, slowing her handjob down significantly.
Akira groaned in response. At least he still had the captivating sight in front of him to enjoy. Haru had closed her eyes and was seemingly intent on immersing herself in the pleasure she was feeling. His girlfriend's breasts bounced appealingly beneath her after every thrust of Jin's cock, and Akira followed the pace of Haru's wonderful assets as they bounced back and forth in front of him.
It wasn't long before Haru was approaching a climax once again. The proof was in the way that Haru began meeting Jin's thrusts with some movements of her own. Haru had begun pushing herself backward, trying to get Jin's cock even deeper in her pussy than before. It took a little while, but soon Jin and Haru's movements were perfectly in sync together, causing Haru to moan louder than Akira had ever heard her before.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!!" Haru cried out in her lovely voice, no embarrassment whatsoever in it.
Jin laughed and redoubled his pace. After only a few seconds, he drove his cock all the way into Haru and began grunting heavily. Akira could only watch, amazed, as Jin and Haru climaxed together just as they had earlier. Their bodies looked as though they were made for each other, each one working to give as much pleasure to the other as possible.
"Looks like Harumi might have forgotten about you for a bit. But I'm sure she'll remember you when she recovers." Tamiko said in the same faux sympathetic tone as before, fondling Akira's cock slowly.
Now Akira knew why Tamiko was such a match for Jin. Where her husband's appetite for the physical seemed bottomless, Tamiko glorified in the mental side of sex. She was deriving quite a bit of pleasure out of topping Akira as her husband enjoyed Haru's body.
"But now comes the question. I know Jin will want a round three, and unless I missed my guess, Harumi there wouldn't say no to the prospect. But they're out of condoms..." Tamiko remarked, trailing off delicately.
Akira had some idea of where Tamiko was going with this. Did he need to cum so badly that he was willing to throw caution to the wind like this?
"You can go get some more. But I think you'll find Harumi...indisposed toward letting you cum if you do. Just a guess, of course." Tamiko said innocently.
Akira wasn't fooled. Tamiko would work her magic in his absence. The mature, experienced woman would doubtlessly persuade Haru that what Akira really wanted was to be denied the chance to cum, whatever he said. Was it true? Akira couldn't deny it completely, even if his cock was demanding it right now.
"Well? What's it going to be?" Tamiko asked, the true wickedness behind her mask evident in her voice.
