The following Monday, Mrs. Soramino heard the sounds of a large truck pulling into her part of South Bluefin Circle. She peered out the window and saw that it had parked in front of the house next door. That residence had been owned by a speculator who gambled on the real estate bubble and lost. He tore down two smaller adjacent homes to construct what was now a 4500 square foot five bedroom abode and then put it up for sale hoping to realize a handsome profit, but the bubble burst just as the finishing touches were being put on the project. As the months passed, there were no buyers and the investor had to finally begin lowering his asking price. Still, in a time of tightening credit, there were no takers. So he rented it out for a while, but the renters then moved on after they lost their jobs and the house was put up for sale again. Another year went by with no offers, which resulted in more price drops.
Three months ago, though, the investor, who was now taking a bath on the property, was contacted by his listing agent, who had received a feeler from former South Marlin Circle resident Erik Eklund. Eklund left the block to go to college and then to teach english in Japan, where he met his wife Maki. Her father was an executive at a prominent publishing firm in Japan and, after Erik had proposed to his daughter, hooked him up with a job after he had been impressed by the young man’s ideas as well as the fact that he had been able to pick up the Japanese language to the extent that after barely three years in the country he was fluent.
However, since he was a foreigner, Erik hit a kind of glass ceiling at the company and he and Maki pulled up stakes and moved to Southern California, where they had six kids, Haruko, who had just turned 16, Rie, who was 15, Shiho, 14, Robbie, who was 12, and Ken, who was 10.
Upon returning to SoCal, he and a couple of buddies from college opened their own publishing firm and, with Erik as its CEO, it prospered and just recently got bought out for $250 million by one of the New York based major publishing houses. Erik, who had his family in Encino, decided he wanted move back to his old neighborhood and the large home on South Bluefin Circle was perfect.
Maki had finished her Masters and Phd in international relations at UCLA while raising all those children, something for which Erik greatly admired her. The last few years she taught a seminar in Japanese politics at a private university, but now in her mid-40’s, decided to leave teaching to be a fulltime mom to help her kids prepare for college as well as devote herself to her duties as a slave to her husband.
Haruko wasn’t into BDSM, but yet still liked running around the house in the nude, so she held to that part of the South Marlin Circle rules that Erik imposed on the household, even when they were living in the L.A. area. The other two girls, though, were as deeply submissive as their mother while the two boys were showing signs of inheriting the dominant traits of their dad.
Maki was only 5’3″ and 95 pounds with B cup breasts, but thanks to Erik’s 6’3″ height his daughters were 5’5″ to 5’7″ with full C cups and slim while Robbie was already 5’10” and Ken was 5’4″.
Erik and his family had arrived at the house earlier that morning and let the movers in and, for the next several hours, her new home was steadily filled with boxes of belongings and furniture. They subsequently began the arduous task of unpacking and arranging their effects. Mrs. Soramino wondered who the new neighbors were and hoped that they wouldn’t cause problems for their quiet little enclave. After a couple of days, the Eklund clan was settled in. Their realtor told Maki that a Japanese family was next door, so she bought some wagashi (Japanese cookies) and knocked on the Soramino’s door. Mrs. Soramino opened it and Maki introduced herself and offered the cookies. Mrs. Soramino invited Maki in and then excused herself to call her kids and tell them she had a stranger visiting their house.
Mrs. Soramino was relieved to find out that a household helmed by a Japanese mother was what was now next to her and spent the ensuing hours getting acquainted with Maki.
Meanwhile, Erik headed over to Alan Perlis’ house to surprise him. Lynn was happy to see one of her husband’s old friends moving back into the vicinity since they otherwise only saw Erik at the alumni parties. Once Erik had left, Lynn called her husband, who then phoned Erik on his lunch break. That weekend, Lynn and Alan along with Jeff and Aaron, had dinner with this prodigal son of the block and his family. Jeff was struck by how the Eklund daughters each had long golden hair and were quite leggy but with Japanese facial features and personalities that reminded him of the other Japanese girls in the neighborhood. He took the Eklund siblings aside and explained the ins and outs of the neighborhood, including the mandatory after school sessions over at Mrs. Westfield’s home.
Mrs. Soramino then organized a trip to Ms. McMullen’s beauty shop to introduce Maki and the girls to her and Thuy and went over the rules with them. All of the Eklund children spoke fluent Japanese, so Mrs. Soramino ran down the code of conduct in that language for them since she was more comfortable doing it in her native tongue rather than English. When Mrs. Soramino had found out that the Eklunds were also BDSM practicioners, she was relieved that she didn’t have to hide her and her family’s proclivities from them.
The Friday after that, the welcoming party was held and the Eklund children were pleased about being so warmly welcomed into the close knit community. The girls especially knew they would receive protection and guidance from the neighbor kids at their new schools.
The next day, though, there was a series of departures, as Kathy Delasso and Eric Stevenson left for the Pacific Northwest for college and Yoriko and Donny went their separate ways for the time being to finish their final year at university. Yuki was going to go to college locally, which pleased Eddie.However, there would be others leaving in the coming days as life went on at its own pace.
Two weeks later, the fall term for the local elementary and secondary schools opened. Everyone gathered in front of the Alan Perlis home. The girls all wore skirts with no panties underneath. Arisa, whose virginity was claimed by Cecil during the summer, mentally prepared themselves for their new school while Ethan and Aya were so into each other on the walk to their first day of high school that they didn’t have any of the butterflies that ordinarily entails. Aya had begun referring to Ethan as her husband and he followed suit by calling her his wife just like Eddie and Yuki did with each other.
Because they were new, Cecil had to buy candy bars on the way to school for all the subbies and then Arisa would do so for all the dominants Tuesday and then the order followed for the others after that.
Aya and Shiho had their first period class together and Shiho got a lot of strange looks from her fellow students as the pair nattered on in Japanese before the morning bell rang. “Why is that blonde chick speaking Japanese?” was the most common observation. Then her teacher mispronounced her first name while calling roll and she had to correct him. “So you’re Japanese?” the instructor asked, astonished. “Half Japanese and half Swedish,” she revealed. “Woah,” he reacted before moving on.
Conrad was away at college, but Alissa was in her senior year and practically as soon as school started she got hit on repeatedly. At lunch, she was able to flee into the protective huddle of the South Marlin Circle crowd, eating next to Cecil, Arisa, Tina and Takashi. Once she had rebuffed enough people, the “stuck up” tag began to be passed around again. She wished Conrad was there to tell them to fuck off. Nonetheless, she wrote it off to pathetic hurt little boys who didn’t understand her needs.
The three Eklund girls were also being targeted by hopeful suitors and 5’7″ 120 pound Haruko already had a date scheduled for that Friday by the end of the school day. The other two also got asked out a couple of times, but they turned those offers down because they knew it wouldn’t be a lifestyle match.
Brandon Halford eyed Rie Eklund and she would give him a shy smile every time she noticed he was looking at her. As luck would have it, they had their sixth period geometry class together and so he sat next to her and made small talk. When they walked home from school with the others, he grabbed her hand and she didn’t resist. He never asked her out, but they nonetheless became a couple. At Mrs. Westfield’s, he got a good look at her nakedness for the first time, which made him stone hard. She was as tall as her older sister, but wore her hair in a bob, which framed her roundish Japanese face in a very cute way. Brandon, as a new student, caught some shit the next day at school for taking Rie off the board so early in the game when they saw him walking to school with his hand entwined in hers.
At the local junior high, new resident Robbie hung out with Glenn, Olivia, Mina, Akihiro and Anita. Glenn was trying to find ways verbally to get with Olivia without having to completely stick his neck out and risk rejection. After he was through with what he had to do at Mrs. Westfield’s, Ethan buttonholed him and said that if he wants to be taken seriously as a leader he was just going to have to suck it up and go for it. “Look dude, in the future, you want to rule her, right? So fucking act like it,” he urged. “Otherwise, you look weak, man. Look what I got when I took a chance,” he said, nodding to Aya, who giggled. “So come on dude, stop shopping at Fail Mart and go for the gold!”
It was pretty evident to Glenn now that he was losing face. He had been mooning after Olivia for months and he realized that he was going to have to shit or get off the pot. So Tuesday, after school, he told the others he wanted to have a word with Oliva privately. Olivia, who didn’t affect the British accent like her brothers did and who was very talkative and outgoing, was a 5’2″ 110 pound looker with long brown hair down to her shoulder blades, B cup breasts and skinny legs. Her dark brown eyes had an odd kind of intensity about them that belied her warm, easy smile. “Hey listen Olivia, you probably already noticed, but I think you’re really cool and nice and I want you to be my girlfriend.” “Bloody hell Glenn! It’s about time!” she laughed. “Why didn’t you tell me you were interested?” he asked. “Because I was afraid of looking like a slut,” she retorted. He laughed as the tension worked itself out of his emotions and hugged her. He then stared into her eyes and laid a long, slow kiss on her that was broken up by one of the teachers, who warned him about the rules pertaining to public displays of affection on campus. He took her hand and they set out home.
Maki was pretty amazed. On the first day of going to a new school, her eldest daughter was asked out on a date and her second daughter already had a boyfriend and it was with one of the boys in the neighborhood. Maki also made Mrs. Westfield her favorite cake and walked it over to her house as thanks for holding the homework sessions.
But that wouldn’t be all. After Robbie met Mina and had a chance to talk with her he was a goner. He masturbated that night thinking about her 5’0″ 85 pound body that he had seen naked at Mrs. Westfield’s earlier that day and her captivating eyes. He dreamed about how her little butt would look while she was on all fours in his bed with him ramming his cock into her. The next day, when he asked Akihiro what he should do to get her, Akihiro barked at him in Japanese, “otoko ni nare (be a man)!” In other words, step up to the plate and ask her out. So he decided to use the same gambit on Wednesday that Glenn had used on Olivia. He intercepted her just after class let out for lunch and took her out near the gym. “Mina-chan suteki desu ne (Mina, you’re beautiful and classy).” “Eh? 12sai deshou (What are you talking about? I’m only 12)!” she giggled. “Akarukute, yasashikute, mitara kokoro ha harahara yaru (you’re so nice and cheerful that when I see you my heart does backflips).” She laughed and rejoindered, “hontou ni (really)?” “Tashika ni sou da yo (that is exactly right).” She giggled again and turned red. “Ii (so how about it)?” he asked, extending his hand. She took it and he declared, “ureshii (I’m stoked)!” “Watashi mo (me too)!” she returned.
When they emerged out into the lunch area holding hands, Akihiro reacted, “Oh! Ii na (Whoa, cool!).” “Yo dekita na (nice job)!” he said to Robbie. They all hugged each other. For Mina, it was her first boyfriend and it made her feel a little more grown up. When Robbie got home, he told his sisters and his brother about how he was now going out with the neighbor girl. Haruko then spilled the beans to Maki, who congratulated her son and added, “God, this is so cute.” She liked the concept of him dating Mina because Japanese have a kind of small town mentality, even those who live in major cities. Erik later warned him about what the rules were, that he couldn’t have sex with her until after she was on the pill at age 14 and couldn’t do more than touch her boobs. “This is how you demonstrate self control, son. Don’t fuck it up,” he said. “I won’t dad.” “Good, Just concentrate on learning to talk with her because that communication is what will make your relationship last. She comes first before everything else except for this family, you understand?” “Okay dad. I won’t blow it with her.” “I hope not, son. I don’t want any tensions between neighbors going on.” “Yeah, I know what you mean.” “Good. If you have any questions, ask me, your mother or your sisters.”
Friday, Haruko went out with her date, a guy she met in her AP science class named Steven. He was a senior, though, while she was a junior. He took her to a nice Chinese restaurant and then to a movie. The conversation between them was a little awkward because they were both nervous since this was a “date” and not just fucking around in a science lab. He was admittedly nerdy at 5’9″ and around 155 pounds with short, brownish blonde curly hair, wire rimmed glasses and a rather snarky but smart sense of humor. He was hoping to get into either Cal Tech or MIT once he graduated. He had never had a girlfriend before, but there was still something about him that piqued her interest. In line for the movie, he was getting a lot of the “what the fuck is he doing with a chick like her?” type of stares.
The date didn’t go off the best, but there was something endearing about his dorkiness. She didn’t kiss him goodnight, but when he asked her for another date over the phone the next day, she said yes. Monday in class, he got off a few funny one liners reacting to stuff they and their classmates were doing. She also saw the more difficult side of his personality come out, the one that had an extraordinarily short tolerance for bullshit. That made her even more intrigued.
Then Tuesday, he went toe to toe with another student in a political dispute and blew the guy’s doors off. The thing was that he was basically a nice, kind guy with a marked love and empathy for animals and a strong moral center, but he really had a hard time with the ways of the herd. That’s threatening to the coward that most human beings are, but it made Haruko hot. So when they went out that Friday, he took her to another restaurant and then to a laser light show, which, to be honest, she found boring. Moreover, his native shyness made for a silent car ride back.
After she had enough of this, she finally spoke up. “Steven, do you mind if I ask you a question?” “No, what is it?” he wondered. “How come you’re so quiet? Are you losing interest in me?” “Oh my God, no Haruko! I’m sorry I’m not a real outgoing guy, but I tend to be better at reacting to things or analyzing stuff than coming up with things to talk about on my own. I think you’re really cool. If you were just some dumb bimbo I wouldn’t have bothered.” “Well, that’s good. So you definitely like me then?” “Oh yeah, for sure.” “Listen, there’s a park near my house. I want you to stop at it.” “Uhhhh okay,” he hesitated.
She gave him directions how to get there and had him pull into one of the parking spaces. She got out and climbed into the back seat. “Come on sweety,” she said, patting the seat next to her. He slid in close to her. He stared at her blankly since he didn’t want to do something that would repulse her. She scooted right up against him and pulled his shirt tail out of his pants and ran her hand up his back. That was enough of an indication for him as to what she wanted and he leaned over, wrapped his left arm around her shoulder and kissed her. They kept kissing and he was a natural at it, which made her wet. She knew how hard he was from her experience from other boys. She pulled his zipper down and unfastened the clasp on his pants. Her hand slithered into his boxers and began gliding up and down his engorged cock as they continued to make out. They were both moaning, but he more so. His kisses were at turns tender, intense and then almost imperceptibly soft. He kissed her eyelids so lightly then her nose in an attempt to communicate to her that he loved every part of her beautiful face. He could feel his balls tightening as she continued to stroke what she found to be his eight inch dick. She pulled away from him and engulfed his cock with her mouth and within seconds he blasted his wad into her yapper, which she swallowed.
Steven let out a long sigh and an “oh my God” as he tried to recover his breathing. “Are you more relaxed now Steven?” “Oh fuck yeah, Haruko. Oh my God, that was amazing.” “So do you think bad of me because I did that?” “Oh hell no. In fact, it makes me like you more.” She leaned into him and he kissed her passionately. He tried to slide his righthand up her skirt, but she stopped him. He then attempted to undo her blouse, but she cut that off at the pass, too. “Steven, I don’t want to do that here. Just keep kissing me,” she requested. He did as she demanded. “Fuck, he is really, really good at this. I could kiss him for years,” she thought to herself. In fact, he was the best kisser she had ever encountered and she felt something with each one. He wasn’t just slobbering on her like a lot of guys do to girls.
She pulled away and looked at her watch. It was almost 2 a.m. “Steven, you better take me home. It’s getting late” “Okay,” he relented. When they got back in the front part of the passenger compartment, he held her hand while he drove her to her house. When they were out at the curb, she leaned back into him over the cupholder and kissed him for a minute. “Sweety, I really like you, but we have a couple of things to discuss. Call me tomorrow, okay?” “You got it Haruko. Talk to ya later.” “Bye.”
When he got home, he beat off and was still so sexually worked up that he shot his cum all the way into the headboard behind his skull. He replayed in his mind the handjob and abbreviated bj she gave him before finally falling asleep, the first time any girl had done that for him. “Even if she decides that she doesn’t like me at least I can say that I’ve experienced THAT,” he thought to himself.
Haruko got yelled at when she came home for being out so late by her dad. She apologized, saying she let the time get away from her. She took a shower and then went to bed. She recognized that Steven was just a quiet kind of guy and he was a spectacular kisser and had that nice big cock, which she idly contemplated how good it would feel inside of her. She imagined Steven on top and slamming his meat into her over and over while she diddled herself and had a hot, body jerking orgasm that helped her sleep.
Just after dinner Saturday night, Steven called. “Hi Haruko, how’s it goin?” “Hi Steven. I’m good. How about you?” “I’m okay. What did you want to talk about?” Steven was afraid he was letting himself in for some major bullshit time wasteage, but he called her to keep the lines of communication open. He definitely wasn’t about to let her nag him, though. “Steven, I think you have a lot of really good sides to you….” “Oh Great, here it comes,” he thought to himself, expecting her to lower the big hammer and tell him to get lost. “However, I need you to be more open with me so that I can get closer to you. When you pull the silent treatment, even though I know you don’t mean to, it makes me feel left out.” “I’m sorry about that Haruko, but I’ve always been a pretty quiet guy and even my hobbies are rather solitary pursuits. So I’ve never really learned how to be spontaneous and chatty.” “Well, I know you’re smart and witty and you’re a great kisser. But just try to bring me into your world more, okay?” “Haruko, here is what it is: I tend to keep my distance from people because I’ve been disappointed a lot by them in my life. But once I really get to trust you then I’ll open up and be more expressive.” “That’s what I’m talking about Steven. That was exactly what I needed to hear from you about yourself. Now I understand a little more about you.” “That’s good,” he chuckled.”
“Hey listen, I know this sounds lame, but my parents and I are going to the Getty Museum Sunday. You wanna come?” “I’ve been there before Steven and I don’t know that I want to meet your parents yet. I like museums, though. Why don’t we go to a couple of the ones down here next weekend?” “That’s a really good idea, Haruko. Do you want to call it a date?” “Sounds like a plan, man,” she laughed. “Great. See you in class Monday.” “Okay Steven. Bye bye.”
Monday in their science class, she came over and sat next to him. The teacher was showing a film and so, in the dark, he moved his stool closer to her and reached for her hand. She pressed his hand when he folded hers into his before they intertwined their fingers. There was something inside of her that made it feel natural to be with him and he ended up walking her home after class ended. He talked about the museum and what he saw there. Once he saw him turn toward where he lived, which was three blocks away, she hightailed it over to Mrs. Westfield’s. Haruko apologized for not showing up with the others, but Mrs. Westfield had already been apprised of Haruko having been seen with an outsider, so she understood.
That night, she called him and told him to pick her up at her house in the morning. She warned her mom and the rest of her family that he was coming over. Maki let him in and she sized him up. He was pretty formal with her. Then Haruko and the rest of her siblings came out and followed them. They went to the Alan Perlis house where everybody gathered before heading to school. “Wow, what is this?” Steven asked about all the kids just hanging around. “They’re just my friends. It’s kind of a close knit community here,” she told him. “I guess,” he said suspiciously. She introduced everyone to him and then they went to school. She didn’t stop when they went to get the candy bars at the convenience store.
At lunch, she went looking for him and found him reclining on a planter against a pillar reading. “Hey sweety, how come you didn’t join us for lunch?” she asked. “I would feel like I’m party crashing since I barely know any of them,” he confessed. “Do you mind if we talk about sex?’ Steven laughed and said, “yeah, I’m up for that.” “So what do you like sexually?” she wondered. “To tell you the truth Haruko, I don’t have much experience with it.” “Well, what kind of porn do you look at?” “Just the usual stuff.” “What do you think of bondage?” “Different strokes for different folks.” “Do you think you would like to try it sometime?” “It would have to be really mild stuff, Haruko. I would be so paranoid about hurting my partner. I want her to enjoy being with me as much as I enjoy being with her. Why? Are you into that?” “Not really. But you wouldn’t think badly of people who do?” “Haruko, it’s not up to me to tell people what they can do in private. Everybody’s different. I try to mind my own business when it comes to consensual acts.” “So let’s say we get married and you find out a relative of mine engages in BDSM. Would you look down on them?” “Oh, so that’s why you’re asking me this! You have a lifestyler in your family, huh?” “Sort of.” “Haruko, first, I like you and what other people do around you I don’t give a shit about unless it would hurt you. Second, as long as your relative otherwise acts ethically I’m fine with it. I confess that I have checked into BDSM and even kinda like rope bondage as an art form, but, for example, I can’t imagine doing that with you except for maybe tying you to the bed occasionally and that’s only if you’re into it.”
“Do you mind if I ask you a question Haruko?” he continued “Sure.” “Are you my girlfriend or not?” “Do you want me to be your girlfriend?” “Fuck yeah I want you to be my girlfriend. Are you kidding?” “Okay, then I’m you’re girlfriend.” “Killer!” He came down off the planter and embraced her and started kissing her passionately. “Come on baby, let’s go join my friends.” “Okay.”
She led him over to the part of the campus that the South Marlin Circle and affiliated crowd hangs out at. “Hey Steven,” one of them said. “Hey, dude, what’s up?” “Same old same old, you know.” “So are you guys formally a couple now?” Aoi asked Steven. “Yeah.” “Sweet man. Haruko’s a babe!” Brandon enthused. “Hell yeah she is,” Steven echoed. “Geez, are all the girls in your neighborhood as hot as the ones I see here?” Steven asked, trying to further involve himself in the conversation. “Dude, you haven’t even seen the ones who just left for college. It’s insane someone like me would have a shot at Aya here, too. Life is good.” “I bet it is. I’m sorry if I don’t remember everybody’s name, though. I’m a little slow that way.” “No prob, man, Brandon began. “We have some big families. Kinda need a scorecard at first before you remember everybody’s names. You might catch some shit for dating Haruko, though. I did when her sister and I became a couple the first day of school. There are some real jealous people around.” “That sucks. If more people minded their own business this would be a better society,” Steven preached. “Yeah, that’s kind of our attitude, too,” Brandon agreed. Just then, the bell rang and it was back to class.
Steven felt better about walking home amid that gaggle of people after school. When they got to South Marlin Circle, Haruko stopped and said she was going to go over to Aoi’s house and she would talk to him later. “Coolness. Have fun babe,” he said and, after kissing her, headed to his own home. Of course, Haruko was actually going to Mrs. Westfield’s.
Nobody bothered him about how he landed Haruko, but she did get the, “what do you see in him?” question from a couple of people. “I don’t know. He sorta thinks outside the box and I think it’s interesting plus he’s kinda cute.” “You mean outside the planet!” one of them shot back. “Whatever,” Haruko snapped.
Saturday, they went to the museums they had talked about. They were kinda “meh” though. So they went for Mexican food and then he began to take her home, but she told him to stop at the park they had been to before because she wanted to talk. “You remember earlier in the week when we talked about sex and bdsm?” she asked. “Yeah.” “Well Steven, you were right, I have people in my family who practice it as a lifestyle, though I personally don’t. But I have a much bigger secret and I need you to promise me you won’t tell anyone and it is super important that you don’t say a word.” “Yeah, no problem Haruko.” “All the people I introduced you to? They all practice it, too.” “Whoa. You mean basically that your neighborhood is organized around BDSM stuff?” “Broadly speaking, yeah. I shouldn’t even be telling you this, but I liked what you said about minding one’s business and it is so stressful hiding it from you.” “Wow! Thanks for telling me, I guess. It’s not like I want to intervene in people’s private shit, though, babe. As long as people aren’t forced to do shit against their will.” “No. It’s all consensual. My sisters and brothers are into it, but I’m not and so they let me just have a regular vanilla sex life.” “So your parents know you have sex?” “Yeah. I’ve been on birth control since I was 14. That’s one of the rules of the community.” “So is there any pedo stuff going on?” “Oh God no! That’s forbidden. All the masters and slaves who are teens are within a year or two of each other. Most are the same age, though.” “You know, you didn’t really need to tell me, though. I’m sure they don’t do it in a way that would be conspicuous given society’s fucked up sexual attitudes.” “Well, I didn’t want you to be shocked or embarrassed if you accidentally ran into something.”
“Don’t tell anyone you know. My parents would kill me and everyone would hate me.” ” “No big deal sweety. Again, different strokes for different folks.” “Thanks Steven. It feels like this big burden has been lifted off of me. Keep in mind, though, that you’re what we call an outsider, so like if you are going to go to one of our houses, the person bringing you would have to call ahead because we have mandatory indoor nudity and would need to get dressed ahead of your arrival. Also, minors have to keep our bedroom doors open so that the parents and other kids can make sure we’re not doing anything that would endanger our partners.” “So if I had sex with you at your house it would have to be with the doors open?” “Yeah. No big deal, though. Mom knows I lost my virginity last year. Sex is just a part of life to us.” “Wow, that’s interesting. I understand it intellectually, but I don’t know how I would react to your parents watching us having sex emotionally.” “Yeah, I think that probably flips most people out. The general environment is so supportive, though. We all watch out for each other. It can be a little religious cult like sometimes, except without the religion.” “Good. I’m an atheist.” “Yeah, nobody in the neighborhood is really religious since religious groups would probably crucify people like my family and the others.”
“Well look, can we go to your house?” “Let me call and check.” “Okay.” Haruko talked to her mother in Japanese to tell her her boyfriend is coming. She approved, but asked Haruko to wait 15 minutes. “She really wants to meet you, Steven. We have to wait a few minutes, though, so she can check to see who’s home and so she and anyone else can get dressed.” “Okay.”
When he pulled up in front of Haruko’s house, Steven got a little nervous. He wondered if he was going to get the third degree from her mom or the stink eye from her father. However, Erik was golfing with Alan Perlis and Koji Yamanori and everyone else was out, so it was just Maki who was there. Haruko led him to her bedroom, which was as neat as a pin. He sat with his back to the headboard and Haruko plopped herself down next to him on his left. Maki brought them cokes and some munchies. “Are you sure this is okay with her Haruko?” “Don’t worry about it, sweety.” “Cool.”
They put down the cokes and the edibles and Steven wrapped Haruko in his arms and kissed her. He took his time with it and was warming her up nicely. She was drinking in how his kisses made her feel and liked how playful he often was with them. He slipped his hand under her tank top and fumbled with her bra. She giggled and undid it for him before pulling them both off, exposing her very full C cups with prominent dark brown nipples. He continued to kiss her while he played with her tits, feeling the evolving stiffness of the milk ducts and the pillowy quality of her knockers. She could feel the warmth and slickness between her legs as her body was preparing for eventual penetration. He scooted his body down slightly and sucked on her right nipple. “Oh God, that feels so good,” she gasped, stroking his head. He paused for a minute just to gaze at the totality of her upper body and then resumed pulling on her milk duds with his lips and flicking them with his tongue. He moved to her left breast and gave it the same treatment he did the right. He popped the button of her pants and gradually pulled the zipper down. His heart was beating a million miles an hour as his hand crawled underneath her panties and he felt his first pussy. She placed her hand on his and instructed him on how to rub her clit. She reached over and undid his pants and yanked his hard cock out. She rolled him on his back and helped him get his clothes off. Then she shed the remainder of hers.
“My God Haruko, you’re so beautiful it’s unreal,” he praised. “Thanks sweety,” she acknowledged as her mouth encircled his penis and he enjoyed the sensation of her lips sandwiching and then applying pressure to it. He shivered at how good it felt as his balls leaked precum into her mouth while her head bobbed smoothly up and down the entirety of his fuck stick. There was a time when he believed that no girl would do this for him, but now this gorgeous biracial women was sucking on his root and he was about to explode as she bobbed her head faster and faster, her blonde hair on his legs adding to the sensations. “Oh shit Haruko, I’m going to cum,” he declared and she kept right on truckin’ before he vented his nuts into her piehole. She displayed her reward and then sent it down her esophagus.
“Oh my God Haruko, that was the best feeling ever!” he propounded. She giggled and laid beside him again. He scooted down the bed and between her legs and stared at her pussy. “I’ve never done this before, so you’re going to have to tell me what you like,” he disclosed. She pointed to her clit and said, “lick and suck this” and then giggled. He put his mouth over it and rolled and flicked his tongue on and at it , trying to imitate what he had seen in internet porn. He then added some sucking and she emitted a long moan and he continued with that for a bit. “This is how if feels when you suck my cock babe,” he taught before burying his face back into her crotch. She stroked the back of his head as she felt the heat in her clit and in her body accumulate. “Oh God Steven, keep that up,” she begged and he went at her love nubbin harder, savagely assaulting it with his tongue and then giving it a long suck that caused the sensations within her to detonate into fiery pin pricks of pleasure throughout her being. He didn’t let up and mere minutes later she was huffing, puffing and gasping as the temperature of her pleasure ascended to a sun like intensity.
Steven was as hard as a rock now and climbed on top of her. He aimed his prong at her opening and pushed it in to the hilt. “Oh fuck Steven, you have such a big one,” she sighed as he began to thrust it in and out of her. The feel of her warm, tender walls against his stiff dick gave him the most pleasure he had ever felt in his life, even more than the blowjob he was given a little over half an hour before. Her eyes rolled up into her head as he stuffed her over and over, the scintillating friction causing her to gasp on each instroke. She grabbed his ass and pulled on it, urging him to fuck her harder. He picked up the pace, inflaming her vaginal nerve endings and, in her mind, making his diving cock the center of her universe. She could feel herself beginning to let go as the rush of bliss began to hit her. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” she blurted in a choked gasp and he rammed her harder than ever, wanting to launch her into outer space, silently rejoicing that he was able to make her cum so that she would want more.
“God Steven, fuck, I love your cock,” she admitted as he continued to let her enjoy the magic of his meat club, eliciting another orgasm from her before he couldn’t hold back any longer and gushed his sperm into her marshy cunt. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him on top of her. “God baby, that was wonderful,” she sighed. “For a guy who has never had sex before you did really good,” she giggled. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself Haruko. You mean so much to me,” he told her. He pulled her over on to her side and drew her into his arms and hugged her tightly. “Steven, I love you babe. You’re such a great guy,” she burbled. “I love you, too, Haruko. You’re an epic girl and I hope we’re together for a long, long time. “So how many kids do you want Steven?” “I would love to have a boy and a girl Haruko. How about you?” “That sounds good to me too, but can we have a third? Three is my lucky number .” “Absolutely. I know you’ll be a great mom, too. You’ll be the MILF on the block, too,” he added chuckling. That thought made her giggle.
“So do you think your mom heard us?” “Yeah. She probably saw us, too,” she laughed. “Now there’s a thought,” he laughed. Just then Maki appeared in the doorway. “Did you want to stay for dinner Steven?” she asked while he sat in bed with her daughter naked and with semen dripping out of her. “Uh, no, that’s okay Mrs. Eklund. My mom has probably already started making ours and would be mad if I suddenly bailed on it. But thank you.” “I’d better go.” he then said to Haruko. After dressing, he kissed her and told her he loved her again and then went home.