Hana smiled as she spun in front of the mirror, showing off her new swimsuit. It was a bright yellow piece with white polka dots. She wore white slippers on her feet and held an orange towel over her slender forearm. "It doesn't look perfect! I think this was the most beautiful bikini they had in the store!" Hana laughed sweetly, tiptoeing around just a few more times to be sure.
Smiling at his sister's excitement, Hotaro crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. She wore her own swimsuit, a conservative piece of deep blue. However, unlike his sister, Hotaro chose to wear a white hood over it to hide his body in formation.
After all, they were in public. Specifically, a public changing room for women. There were bathroom cabins on one side of the great room and changing rooms on the other wall. Not that she was going to admit it, but Hotaro was a little out of his element and uncomfortable. She was now at that age when she was beginning to notice the characteristics that other women possessed and that she did not. Needless to say, she saw many more plump women than flat women.
"I think it's great, Hana." Hotaro nodded before looking over his shoulder. While they were standing in front of the mirrors, she looked back at the cabin closest to them, where the curtain was drawn. "How's Kiari doing? Do you need help?"
Kiari's hoarse voice responded when the curtain shook. "Got it, got it! Damn, you humans know how to make things more complicated!" She grunted when she opened the curtain and left to join her family.
Blushing profusely at the sight of her cousin, Hana's eyes avoided her figure completely. "W-well, since you weren't with us yesterday when we went shopping for the surprise trip to the beach, we didn't know what you would like ..."
"Or your exact measurements ... it looks like we were a little wrong." Hotaro gasped, feeling much more insecure now that he realized that despite all the beautiful women changing, Kiari was still in a category of his own.
Kiari stopped in front of the mirrors and even she blushed. Known for wearing bold clothes regularly, Kiari thought that nothing would make her feel she was showing a lot of skill. Somehow, wearing this tiny, very tiny bikini, Kiari felt even more naked than when she was naked.
Well, to call it a bikini would be a gross exaggeration. Thin, tiny threads no thicker than dental floss were tied against Kiari's abundant breast meat and struggled to contain the tsunami of breast meat. Connecting the strings to each mass boobage weapon was a small fragile red triangle that was barely enough to cover her nipple, let alone her areola. Its lower half was not much better, in fact, it was a little worse. A matching triangle and six strings covered her mound and wrapped her wide, fertile hips to disappear into the plump neckline. The patch designed to protect her rapture was pulled taut against her peach and gave her an aggressive camel toe. Worse, Kiari's thick shrub appeared from all sides, struggling to escape the containment for the world to see.
Needless to say, Kiari Shiba was an incredible bikini scene. All the lack of clothes just exemplified his soft and comfortable body and displayed his voluptuous curves. It was as if she were a goddess of fertility born in the flesh to grace the beaches of Japan for the sole purpose of being seen.
Quickly thinking about how to save her cousin some dignity, Hana crouched in her purse and grabbed a black sarong and jumped on her tallest member of the family. With a lightning speed that made Chojiro's speed look like a turtle crossing a road, Hana wrapped him around the waist and tied him tightly over his right leg, thus protecting his lower body.
"That should do for your waist down, but I have nothing to hide these ... monsters." Hana squeaked, gesturing to Kiari's huge shelf. Just looking at him, Hana feared for his safety.
"O-thanks. Is that normal for human girls to use in public?" Kiari questioned.
Hotaro nodded, albeit a little reluctantly. "Yes, but most of the human women I know don't fill in exactly like you." She mentioned.
Looking at her stunning appearance in the mirror, Kiari couldn't help wishing she had gone with the rest of the family yesterday, when Shubaku broke the news of the trip to the beach. At least she could save some dignity for herself by choosing something that really fit. However, Kiari also couldn't deny the happy euphoria that came with constantly cumming on his cousin's dick when he blew her back.
Yes, maybe she wasn't so upset about missing the news, considering all things. She just wanted to have a bikini more suitable for her mythical figure.
Turning, Kiari crossed his arms over his abundant chest and groaned. "Well, let's get out of there, I'm sure those idiots are waiting for us. Better not to keep them waiting."
Hana and Hotaro nodded in agreement. The younger twin took her bag, while the older sister made sure they left nothing behind. They flanked their cousin and followed her when they were sure there was nothing left.
Never having gone to a beach before and seeing only a little further away, Kiari was prepared to get up close and personal with the waves. From what she saw before entering the locker room, it was a beautiful place. There are not a ton of people crowding, luckily for them.
Leaving the building and heading for the warm sand, Kiari covered her eyes with her hand to block the blinding rays of sunlight that warmed the coast with its heat. She turned her head to look for male members of her family, but found no one. That was, until two hands suddenly crossed over his eyes and a very tall, very masculine body pressed against his bottom.
"Guess who ~" Her cousin's unmistakable voice stirred.
Not being able to prevent the malicious smile from adorning his lips, Kiari turned and released his grip to push him away from her. Now without facing the sun, Kiari saw Chojiro standing in front of her while Hana and Hotaro were now at her side.
The black-haired bomb raised its single fist and shook it aggressively. "Watch out, I thought for a second there that I would have to take down a pervert." Kiari stated.
Chojiro raised his hands in defense. "Wow, just having a little fun." Chojiro smiled as his eyes slowly wandered down towards the top of Kiari's tiny bikini and the lack of coverage it provided for his incredible batters.
He had seen them in all their glory countless times in the past two days, but they were still so attractive to him. Perhaps it was the fact that they were in public and she used so little fabric that it made him even more attracted to the giant jars. The creamy twins were always bursting with everything she wore, but that poor bikini excuse didn't even try to hide them.
The young man licked his lips and felt his masculinity stir in his bright red swim trunks. Chojiro felt ready to attack his cousin and destroy her right here on the beach, in front of these people.
However, Hana jumped seemed to bring her lust back, for the moment. "Hey Jiro-nii, where's daddy and Gango? They're not with you."
"Nah, they hurried to change and went to jump into the ocean. Something about being manly and seeing who could swim the furthest." Chojiro shook his head as he answered his sister.
Hotaro crossed his arms. "Idiots, both." She sighed. "We should probably go get them, Hana. Chojiro, how about you and Kiari find us a nice place?"
Chojiro shrugged, giving off the indifferent vibrations he needed to keep Hotaro out of his wake. "Yes, of course. Whatever." Chojiro said nonchalantly.
"Let's make sure I get somewhere in the sun, I want to try to tan a little while I'm here." Kiari smiled, pulling on the string on her bikini and making her wide, pasty pale flesh jump at its limits.
Of course, his cousin's eyes were immediately drawn to the breast flesh quivering in the dirt and licked his lips. Before his sisters could see, Chojiro retracted his tongue and looked away, not being caught looking at him.
The twins said goodbye to their family for a moment so they could keep Shubaku and Gango out of trouble, leaving Kiari and Chojiro alone.
"So, finally alone, huh?" Chojiro smiled.
Kiari nodded. "Yes, but don't expect me to hold hands with you in public. I still have an image to keep."
The tall young man shook his head. "I mean, I was planning this, but I think I have something else you can handle ..." He stopped, now shamelessly ogling his huge shelf.
"You're already trying to have fun the minute your sisters leave, huh? I hope they don't find out that your older brother is a pervert." She commented. "How about we find a place to get comfortable, so can you try to put your cock inside me?" Kiari offered.
"Sounds like a plan." Chojiro agreed.
"This place looks good. Not many people." Kiari guessed, placing his hand over his eyes to block the ultraviolet rays from impairing his vision.
Chojiro threw away the basket and bags he carried. "Well, on a weekday it's noon, many people can't afford to leave their jobs to go to the beach." Chojiro explained, reaching for one of the bags and taking two towels.
Kiari shrugged. "Yes, I think you're right. It must suck to be a human."
"Why that?" Chojiro questioned, not looking at her as he placed the towels on the sand. On the left was a red towel for Kiari, and on the right it was blue for Chojiro.
Her curvy cousin thanked her for placing the towel for her and began to rest on it. "Well, you have short lives and choose to live them with so many responsibilities. It must be exhausting. You are practically wasting your precious time." She explained.
Chojiro had to agree with her. "You are right, but I fear it is not so simple. In the Devil Society, you have unlimited resources and all the time in the world. You have nowhere to be, but only to fulfill the duties of life after death. That is why that you can come to the Living World and fuck your cousin. "Chojiro pointed out.
Kiari clicked his tongue in annoyance and gave him a less threatening, more provocative look. "Again with the cousin's fuck, your brain is programmed for incest, isn't it?"
Chojiro joined his cousin sitting on a towel. They both sat cross-legged on their respective towels, looking out at the swaying waves. "No, just for you. I don't think I would like anyone else." The Devil confessed.
She moaned audibly. "Okay, I had a feeling this was going to happen." She sighed. "Look boy, this weekend was fun, but as we were saying, you humans have a short life. Don't waste your precious time on me. I don't even live in this dimension for the love of God!"
Chojiro did not seem disturbed. "I think I can decide who I'm going to waste my time with, Kiari. Those last few days were the best moments of my life-"
"Because you were having your dick sucked or ridden! Don't mistake lust for some deeper meaning." Kiari, now starting to blush, argued.
Her cousin did not seem convinced. "I mean, yes, that was amazing, but also just lying next to you to go to bed was really special. I don't know how I slept before."
Kiari was now starting to get agitated. She bit her lip hard. It was as if common sense wasn't even registered in this guy's head! He wasn't thinking about it clearly! "Chojiro, you were a virgin. You had never been with a girl or touched a girl before. You are putting a lot of value on that, you have no idea what you're saying, you fucking idiot!" Kiari started to get a little more angry and aggressive, getting frustrated because he wasn't thinking straight.
Now, any intelligent man would know better than to stick his hand in a furnace, but Chojiro had stuck his stick in it so many times that he was not afraid of getting burned. He reached out and put his hand on his neck.
"What the fuck are you-"
Chojiro interrupted by leaning over and crushing his lips against hers. The furious and fiery woman was in conflict, she wanted to push and scold him, but she also longed to be closer to him. His fist curled and uncoiled repeatedly, not knowing what to do.
They had kissed so many times in the past two nights, but she had never been so emotionally aroused. The longer the kiss continued, the more his anger burned and subsided. This scared Kiari very much, as she was never used to calming herself by intimate means, only by her own patches or contemplation.
However, as soon as Kiari resigned himself to lip block, Chojiro quickly pulled away, leaving the beautiful woman wanting.
"God, I fucking hate you." Kiari growled through clenched teeth.
Chojiro just smiled. "I love you, too, Kiari." He simply said.
However, that statement struck Kiari in the stomach like a giant battering ram. She lost her voice for a second and her heart fell in her stomach. It felt like his whole body was beating like his heart was beating like a drum in Adderall.
Beside him, his fist hit the hot sand repeatedly. Her cousin was alerted to her frustrated collisions and gave her a strange look.
"Are you okay there, cousin?" Chojiro questioned with a raised eyebrow.
Her head turned toward him. His angry, sulky face was red as a beet and his full lips trembled. No matter how much she tried to hide, her shoulders were shaking.
"No, I'm not okay, you fucking idiot! It's like I'm talking to a damn monkey!" The black-haired woman screamed, fortunately far enough away from the other beachgoers to avoid attracting attention. "Go through your stubborn head that I'm just fucking you! No feelings involved! No strings attached!" She claimed.
Chojiro was taken back slightly. Not for your insults or denial, but for your screams. Honestly, seeing her all pissed off like that and getting impetuous, that made her even more attractive to him. Before he knew it, he felt his torso tighten as he grew more and more upright. Wanting to get into it as soon as possible, Chojiro began to devise a plan to leave her totally relaxed so that she could act.
Raising his hands in the air, Chojiro relented and admitted defeat. "Okay, okay, I understand. You really have no feelings for me. I get the hint." Chojiro sighed before reaching for the bag closest to him.
Smugly, Kiari crossed his only arm under the huge melons and lifted his nose proudly. "You are sure not to. Sorry, man, but no man can claim this fire. I am my own wife!" Kiari declared.
Laughing, Chojiro held up a bottle of tanning oil. "Well, Mrs. 'I'm my own wife', how about I rub this oil on you? It's the best oil to get a strong tan." He proposed.
Kiari scratched his chin and looked at the bottle. The label was written as clear as day and even had a palm tree, which in itself was almost enough to sell your primitive brain in the wonders of modern medicine.
"I don't know ... I kind of hoped to do it the old way and let my skin tan by itself ..." Kiari stopped, wondering if it was worth trying.
"Your skin is still getting tanned, Kiari. It just helps a lot. It makes everything more uniform." Chojiro continued to persuade. "Here, lie on your back, I'll show you."
Curious and willing to try, Kiari obeyed and started to untie the sarong knot she wore around her voluptuous hips. She then handed it to Chojiro, who gently held it until she turned around and dropped it on the sand without care.
Kiari obeyed and lay down on the towel, her back coming in contact with the fabric and her huge jugs rolling down the sides of her body and threatening to spill over the top of her bikini. His tousled black hair lost its battle with gravity and the fringe that hid his forehead was gone, revealing his entire face.
"Okay? Am I on my back?" Kiari stated the obvious, waiting for his next move.
What Chojiro did next, made Kiari moan, forcing her to try to hide the malicious smile on his lips as he made a very smooth movement. The orange-haired teenager threw his leg over the other side of her and was now straddling her waist. His heavy bulge pressed into his navel and his torso rose over hers.
"Next, we have to remove the cap, so that I can rub this oil and cover the entire area." Chojiro explained, his voice not masking the smugness he was feeling with himself.
Kiari let out a low laugh when she saw his eyes grow intense with need and lust. Determined to provoke him, she shrugged her shoulders and made her explosive femininities spill out of her bikini before her eyes.
"Well ... if you think it would help ..." Kiari bit her lip sensuously and let the orange-haired man do what he wanted.
Using his free hand, Chojiro slid it under Kiari's back and pulled the strained strings keeping the fragile fabric together. As soon as the knot was undone, Chojiro pulled his hand back with a rope still between his fingers, effectively removing the upper part of his cousin in one quick movement.
His eyes went glassy as Kiari's perfect, milky orbits swayed in the air on his chest and spilled out of his body, rolling sideways. He licked his lips as he gripped the bottle tighter and shook it in his hand before placing his other hand around it. Turning it over and holding it high over his chest, Chojiro took off the lid and squeezed it. Slowly, a translucent oil began to pour from the tiny hole and hit his naked sternum.
Kiari moaned, feeling the strange liquid touch her pure skin and form a puddle between her cleavage. It looked so thick, so heavy. It was hot, but not as hot as the sands around it, making it cold on his skin.
Chojiro let a good amount drool from the bottle like syrup before turning it over and capping it. Throwing the bottle aside, Chojiro started to work. He pressed his palms against the puddle on his chest and gently spread his hands, pushing the liquid out and letting it cover his skin. Where once her perfectly pale skin was dry, it soon became slippery and oily, shining in the rays of the sun.
Her hands were almost shaking as they rolled over her huge breast. Her palms were practically hydroplaning on the smooth surface of Kiari's oily breasts. If that wasn't enough to have this young man reeling, his swollen member digging into the tender flesh of his stomach certainly kept his mind on the prize.
"Well, look at that ..." Kiari commented, watching as her cousin soaped the shelf with that greasy liquid. It was good, very good. Almost as good as the sausage poking at her.
Chojiro continued to knead his titanic titties like bread, making sure that his pasty flesh absorbed the skin treatment properly. As beautiful as these pale mountains were in their pure alabaster tone, if Kiari wanted a little bronze in them, he would guarantee it. Besides, it was incredible to juggle these fat cannons like this openly.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
He was like a child, beating his huge breasts. The huge globes of fatty flesh on his chest were nothing more than gelatin-like toys for him. If the soft, subtle moans of the owner of the breasts were any indication, she would agree.
"Hey ..." Kiari huffed, her cheeks burning a crimson red. "I understand that you're having fun and everything ... but get your dick out." She suddenly told him.
His hands stopped, still holding them like pieces of clay waiting to be molded. "What?" He asked, not out of shock or surprise, but wanting to assert with her that he heard her correctly.
"Don't make a fool of yourself now, brat, that's what you're after. I'm not going to pretend I don't feel that meat club poking me in the ribs. Take your dick out and fuck those tits!" Kiari snarled.
Not looking for a horse in his mouth, Chojiro complied. Sure, they were on a public beach, but after a quick turn of the head, he concluded that he didn't care enough to actually check. Chojiro pulled the strings on his shorts and loosened the waistband before pulling it down, letting his erect plunger plummet in the cool ocean air.
Kiari smiled, grabbing his hot pipe and holding it in the air. "Look at this son of a bitch, all puffy and ready to pump these bitches with his hot, fertile courage." She dragged her hand along his turgid shaft, feeling it pulse aggressively in his grip.
"Poor thing, he was locked up all morning. You must miss me a lot, right?" Kiari asked rhetorically, still pumping along its length. "I can feel how hot this thing is! It's like a metal pipe coming out of a forge. I bet I can't wait to feel my soft cans around your head."
When her hand pulled on his shaft faster and faster, Chojiro let out a low moan. God, he hadn't penetrated her breasts yet and he already felt his balls exploding at the seams.
Kiari noticed this and decided to provoke him a little. "Hey now, don't come yet. I think my hot, fat breasts deserve a good steam load between them, don't you think? Wouldn't it do wonders for my huge breasts to have a beautiful nail polish to come with them?"
Just imagining doing what she said, blowing a heavy load of her ball stock on the two oily giants, was too much for Chojiro. A large amount of cloudy pre-gum was dropped from its engorged crack and splashed on her cousin's forehead, catching her off guard.
The titular woman immediately released her aching erection from shock and surprise. "Well ..." Kiari murmured. "Someone is really anxious." She meditated with a smile.
"Yes I am." Chojiro snorted. "Now, I'm going to fuck your tits." He told her.
His head rolled to the side and his eyes narrowed. "Well, you better be quick, because I think our family is coming here." The dark-haired bomb claimed.
"W-what ?!" Chojiro immediately got off her and struggled to pull his pants back. "You should have told me earlier! They probably saw us!"
She just shrugged. "Sorry, it's kind of hard to concentrate with your dick in my face. Oh well, champion next time." Kiari laughed as she rolled over, deciding to go without her shirt and just tan her back.
Blushing and moaning, Chojiro sat cross-legged beside her and kept his hands in his lap. For sure, your family was going in this direction.
Fortunately for both, it seemed that they were engrossed in some great debate, judging by the way they looked at each other and paid no attention to the environment.
Chojiro wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was saved another day.
The day had been ... disappointing to say the least. At least for Chojiro, although he suspected the same for Kiari too.
Chojiro did not hate spending time with his family, but he hated having huge blue balls all the time. There were times when he and Kiari tried to escape for a quickie, but someone always had to go along. He assumed it must have been a punishment for getting rid of them yesterday.
So that's what brought you now. After a long day at the beach, the family was tired and showing signs of strong sun. They were all packed back in the Yanagi van with Shubaku driving, Gango dozing happily in the passenger seat, Hotaro and Hana dozing in the middle row, and Chojiro with Kiari in the back seat.
Kiari herself was quite tired, her head kept dropping just so she stubbornly took it back and tried to stay awake.
Watching this, Chojiro couldn't help but laugh softly. Of course, his penis was hungry for attention and now it would be the perfect situation for a quiet Hand-J, but he would let her rest. He threw his arm around her and pulled her.
Because she was as tired as she was, she couldn't resist. Instead, she just accepted his offer and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Don't ... try anything ..." She murmured into his chest muscle. It was a mild threat, but a threat nonetheless.
Chojiro just waved at her. "Sorry to disappoint, but I'm too tired for that." He said.
There was a short growl. Kiari did not believe him and could not blame her. He was thinking about it.
However, he would let her rest. This was her and Gango's last day in the World of the Living, so he had to make sure he didn't cross the line between them. The last thing Chojiro wanted was to stop on a bad note. So instead, he just bit his lip and let her doze.
When they got home, he would probably carry her to bed and let her sleep. Her heart ached when she realized they were probably leaving early in the morning. However, this is how things should be.
He would deal with it when the time came and his heart would simply have to accept it.
Chojiro turned his head to look out the window at the setting sun. The sky burned in different shades of red and orange. It was really breathtaking, to see the coast of Japan dosed by the flames of the sun.
The young man had to admit, it was a real analogy with his current situation. The passionate warmth of his weekend romance with Kiari was over. Soon, all that would remain is the intense cold of the night. Chojiro did not expect this, but he accepted that it was simply a matter of fate.
Looking back at Kiari, he smiled.
At least it was fun while it lasted.
Chojiro kept his word. As soon as they got home, he carried the girls to their rooms. Hana and Hotaro were easy, he took them both in his arms and laid them gently on their respective beds.
While he was doing this, Shubaku and Gango must have slipped away and passed out, probably in Shubaku's room. Gango should have been on the couch, but he was too tired to remember that. This left a Kiari dozing in the back of the van to be rescued by Chojiro.
Treating her as a delicate treasure, the young man carried his cousin to the shared room in a bridal style. Kiari snuggled into his heat, making him blush. Once her butt found the bed, however, she was quick to wrap herself up in the sheets and get comfortable. The Devil smiled at the sight before shaking his head.
He then looked at the cot on which he was supposed to sleep. The floor was cold and rough, but since Kiari was occupying the middle of his bed, with no room to share, it would have to do.
Sighing, Chojiro took off his shirt and tossed it on the table. Now he was looking at his chest. Not wanting to continue to have his bag cut and tied by the net in his trunks, he also took them off. Standing there, Chojiro felt his docile cock ache when the cold air conditioning in his room hit him.
The young man almost forgot how dissatisfied he felt. Looking at his cousin's slanted shape, he dropped his shoulders.
"Oh well ..." He whispered in a defeated tone.
However, much to his surprise, he heard an answer.
"Hey ... where do you think you're going?" Kiari's sleepy voice grunted over her shoulder when she turned on the bed. Her top came free, allowing one of her juicy breasts to fall over the other.
Chojiro's eyes focused on his bare chest. Already, the coolness of the room made her sassy pink nipple hard as a diamond. It is a long, thick bud in the middle of the pale ocean like a tower. God, he just wanted to wrap his lips around him and suck every last drop of everything Kiari is holding there.
"Um, to bed?" Chojiro presumed, pointing to the cot he was on.
Kiari's smile told him that she had a malicious plan for him. "No, you're not. I remember I wanted you to fuck my breasts, didn't I?" She asked.
The sudden, throbbing leap of his aching penis seemed to nod in agreement with it, but his mouth was slower in traction. "You did." Chojiro swallowed.
"So ..." Kiari pressed her arm over her upper breast and smashed the celestial melons, creating the most incredible cleavage. "Come here and fuck my boobs."
He didn't need to hear it twice. Walking over to the woman lying on her side, Chojiro crouched down a little so that his engorged helmet was level with the soft breasts he planned to fuck and come all over. His cock was literally humming with excitement as he finally found his peace.
Chojiro made eye contact with the woman and gave a sincere smile. "I'm going to fuck your tits." He told her.
"So what are you waiting for?" She asked, smiling nonetheless.
Chojiro shrugged. "I just thought a little lubricant would be good." He told her.
She giggled. "Don't understand that, boy, I may have pinches as hard as stone now, but between my cans is a puddle of sweat. Besides, it looks like your cock has its own tap." She meditated, watching drops of pre-enjoyment drool from its slit and travel down its length.
Your cousin was right. "Oh, well, here's nothing." Chojiro laughed, pressing his hot head against the tight entrance to his valley.
Gaining entrance almost immediately, Chojiro's knees nearly buckled when his sensitive tip was quickly pampered with hot breast meat. It was so incredible to have such a succulent swallow his penis as easily as he was pushing. The warmth and softness were almost suffocating his poorly battered member.
Through aggressive hugs, Kiari's massive quacks seemed to drain Chojiro of all the repressed stress his retracted penis endured all day. His squat became tense due to the overwhelming cushioning of his breasts, making him place his palms in front of Kiari on the bed and hold on to save his life. On their own, their hips began to shake slowly, trying to shove the spear further into their sweaty pocket between their natural hangers.
"Look at you, so ready to come and you're not even on my chest!" Her cousin laughed, but keeping her voice low when she remembered that they were not alone in the house. "I can feel your fat piece of meat squirming between my jugs! It's making my breasts sweat even more so hot." She told him.
"C-shut up!" Chojiro told her, although he did not deny that was the case. In fact, her clenched testicles were all proof that she needed Chojiro to be knocking on the door of ecstasy.
It just wasn't fair. He told her, when they started this case, that he would soon be able to last not just as long, but longer than her. But its a fucking huge dick-swallowing rack. These two giants were kryptonite absolute.
As he tried to punch his chest with the button, Chojiro quickly discovered that the spikes of his titanic torpedoes were pressing gently against his pelvis. He grimaced, discovering that his penis was not long enough to overcome his cousin's immense chest. Chojiro was not small at all, but her breasts were simply overwhelming in size and shape.
"A really deep pussy, huh?" Kiari smiled as he reached out and felt the side of his chest. "Plenty of room for you to play, so start fucking them like a sissy, understand?"
Well, Chojiro would not refuse such an invitation. The young man started to pump rhythmically in and out of his sweaty breasts, soon discovering that a little oil left to cover his penis, making it an excellent lubricant. Her cleavage became very smooth, almost oily again. This allowed the orange-haired teenager to slide his cock back and forth in that burning pocket without hindrance.
"Oh shit ..." Chojiro cursed, letting his head fall back and his hips do the job. God, her pussy was incredible. He didn't know how he was going to go on without it. For now, he would just enjoy it while he had it.
He decided to memorize everything about it. The softness of his pasty breast meat, the warmth of his heart beating just inches from his cock, the sound of sucking and clapping every time his cock was pushed into the depths of his oily valley and the subtle moans Kiari let out with way she squeezed her thighs.
Clop! Clop! Clop!
Chojiro rolled his shoulders back and exhaled a low, guttural growl. It was the tightness of her breasts against his pelvis for him. This is what he would definitely remember.
Kiari's wonderful breasts brought him gently to ecstasy. Before he knew it, he was coming. It was like falling asleep only to wake up again. His cock throbbed and his body tensed. Within seconds, his thick charge exploded from his balls and traveled the length of his axis.
"Damn you!" Chojiro groaned on the ceiling. Thick, sticky strings of his semen spread against her chest. The pressure and the amount of sperm that Chojiro released was simply too much for her already cleaved neckline, making spurts of her seed come out from all sides of her breasts.
"Damn boy!" Kiari laughed as she felt the underside of her chin splash. "I was about to fall asleep! You fucked these girls like a goddamn priest!" She scoffed, faking a yawn soon after.
Chojiro's knees wobbled when such a powerful orgasm came after an entire day of being fueled and forced to admire his wife from a distance. He almost fell, but instead he rocked his body to fall on his cousin.
Kiari reacted exactly the way you would expect a woman to react when her lover almost passed out on them. "Hey! Watch out, man!" She exclaimed, feeling his cock slip from her sticky cleavage and hit her neck, still drooling a few drops on her. Having all that weight on her was certainly uncomfortable, and it didn't help that she had just one arm.
"I do not care." It was all that Chojiro said when he started to climb the woman and position himself behind her.
Kiari looked at him over his shoulder. "What the fuck do you think you're doing back there?" The impetuous woman asked.
Chojiro grabbed his cock still upright and started rubbing it along the slit in his ass, staining his pale cheeks with his cum and his mixture of oil and sweat. "Well, I'm going to fuck you, but I don't want my cum on me." He admitted.
She just rolled her eyes and raised her leg to allow better access to her soaked pussy. "Holy shit ..." She called out to him.
"I am not, at least not yet." Chojiro fired back, wincing a little when his sensitive head found the dark patch of curls that was his bush. He dragged his wet head along her delicate lips, teasing them both. "Because I want to tell you something first."
Kiari blushed heavily and reluctantly let out a groan of anticipation and pleasure at having played with her flower. "What?" She barked, wanting to be killed already.
"I love you." Chojiro told her, still dividing the lips of her vagina with his wooden head. Now he was completely dozing in enough juices to penetrate the tightest holes, all he had to do was press him.
Kiari lowered his head, trying to move his hips just enough to align his cock with his desperate hole. "I fucking know that already, and I said how wrong you are." She shot back.
Chojiro rested his head on her shoulder, repositioning himself to allow more space to prevent the incessant movement of Kiari's hip. "I think we both know that my ... our feelings are real." He told her.
"You idiot! There is no 'us', I have no feelings for you!" Kiari argued, becoming more restless. She bit her bottom lip almost to the point of drawing blood. "Just fuck me, dammit!"
He could feel how hot her pussy was. Just being close to it made him want to stick his dick in her, but he stopped himself. He knew there was something real here and he wanted it to be said. "Just admit it, Kiari. I can feel it. You feel the same way I do. I can see it in the way you look at me and how you touch me."
She shook her head in denial, kicking the sheets off the bed and tumbling them. "I don't! I don't fucking love you! I just want you to fuck me!" She whispered vehemently. Oh, how she wanted to yell at him and shout obscenities, but she just wasn't allowed to afford it right now.
Chojiro groaned in annoyance. He would have to confront her face to face, eye to eye. Getting up and away from her, Chojiro pulled hard on her shoulder and forced her on her back. From there, he climbed between her legs and let his cock hit her plump stomach, his balls resting in her pussy.
Holding her shoulders down, Chojiro pinned her to her bed. Now they have been forced to face each other. Their faces were heavily flushed and Chojiro realized how much more desperate and insecure Kiari's face was. Normally, the impetuous woman always looked confident or angry, but now she looked cornered and desperate.
She was holding on to the ropes to save her life. It wouldn't be long now.
"Kiari." Chojiro whispered softly, much more kindly than the previous tone with which she spoke to him. "Admit it. We're in love. You can't deny it anymore."
Kiari's lips trembled and her hips worked against his, crushing her hairy, sticky cunt against the underside of his cock. "Don't you think I don't know that? You know how hard it is to admit that I fell in love with a child who is not only hundreds of years younger than me, lives in a different realm than me, and is also my family? Do you do you know how fucked up it makes me? "she finally admitted.
Chojiro was unable to prevent the smile from appearing on his mouth. He was so happy to finally hear her stop denying and admitting that they shared feelings. "Who cares about all this shit? We can make it work." Chojiro told her, releasing his shoulders and letting his hands slide to his explosive hips.
Its tip brushed the thick lips of her vagina and more of her nectar was dripping down her head. Now he was ready to have sex with her and give her the best ride of his life.
"B-but it's not that simple! It's really fucking complicated!" Kiari told him, reaching for his chest with her hand, placing her palm against his chest. Not to deny him access, but to feel his warmth and heartbeat.
Chojiro just smiled at her. "It looks like you're the one complicating things. Let's find out something. We can work this out tomorrow, because now I'm ready to fuck you." He replied, dismissing his concerns.
He pushed into it and they both gasped. The moments of denial and provocation were over, they were now united as one. Chojiro slid his cock inside her, Kiari was so wet and horny he was already able to hold himself on entering.
"Oh shit ~" Kiari moaned harmoniously, far from his usual harsh and rough voice. It sounded so pure and genuine, telling Chojiro that filling his balls deeply broke all his barriers.
Chojiro capitalized. He wasted no time in following this immense pleasure. Although having your pelvis rubbing was certainly delicious, the sweet friction of plunging into its warm depths was unmatched. Chojiro's hips flew back and forth, punching his penis and sliding it out, only to repeat the process over and over again. It was wonderful to have your cock in your vagina again.
Kiari's happy cunt squirted and spurted along her tunnel. She applied it to the entire pelvis, washing it with her fluids. The sheets around them became messed up as their hot, wet union became explosive, as well as Chojiro's erratic movements. He was literally fucking her on the mattress. Each fleshy plap, plap, plapping of his balls meeting the bruised cheeks of his ass sent echoes across the room. The young man's thrusts became so violent that even the bed began to creak and sway under the strong pressure.
Her fat, heavy breasts collided with each other as their voluptuous shape rocked and rolled with the fuck. The sound of her fleshy breasts pounding together almost swallowed the sound of her sweaty skin meeting as her hips met continuously. It was certainly a sight for Chojiro to see, that he had Kiari's breathtaking, all-natural hangers dancing in front of his eyes, all by his own action.
"God, you're fucking me so well! Your fat cock is messing with my cunt!" Kiari groaned, telling him that he was doing a fantastic job of breaking her theft. To further illustrate her praise, Kiari's palm left her chest in favor of going under her arm and scratching her back.
Chojiro barely flinched when the sharp nails dug into his skin. It only prompted him further. This told him that he was completely rocking his shit. Her entire world was collapsing around her, all she could concentrate on was the carnal euphoria he brought her. Her hot pussy was little more than a super absorbent, splashing all over the place when she came.
By this time, the bed had moved several inches, creaking against the floor and no doubt leaving scars on its beautiful wooden floor. However, as much noise as the two making the beast with two backs caused, they cared little now about the possible departure of their romance. They were very involved with each other. Nothing else mattered, only his love and sex.
His big, turgid cock dipping into her hairy pussy was their world now. It was a case of burning and delusional passion. Their perfect bodies, pinnacles of sex appeal, worked together in perfect unison. As such, it was like the rising tone of a song when they switched positions. Switching from a missionary to a deep carnal mating press was very easy. All Chojiro had to do was hook her arms around Kiari's long, shapely legs, and her accomplice threw them over her shoulders. His toes dug deeper into the sodden mattress below them and he caught them, forcing Kiari further into his shoulder and lifting his juicy ass.
Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!
Kiari's eyebrows came together when she felt her heavy nuts hit her exposed ass. "Ahhh ~" She let out her voice, moaning lasciviously. His slimy tongue attacked his wet lips and savored that incredible sensation. With this deep, deep, deep pressure, it was as if she could feel his fat cock punching her cervix. Her tunnel of love was completely filled and she loved it.
"Shit!" Chojiro cursed in an intoxicating growl. Kiari's pussy was messing with him more than he was. It was hotter, tighter and very wet. The moisture made it slide in and out very easily, allowing his pumping member to move too fast for him to control. He felt himself being pulled into an emptiness, an emptiness of euphoria.
He dropped his head on the curve of his neck. His tongue reached out and planted himself on her smooth, salty skin and savored his sweat. Clenching his ass and curling his toes, Chojiro continued to slaughter Kiari's rapture. He was chasing his orgasm in a hot chase.
Neither of them cared that the bed was hitting the wall. Neither of them cared if the sheets were coming off the mattress and falling off the bed. Neither of them cared about the confused sound of their sex. It didn't even matter that Chojiro climaxed in her hot pussy or that he just kept fucking with his endless erection.
All that mattered was that they were together.
It was a new day and the Yanagi family together with the two Shiba brothers were gathered inside the Candy Store. This is the place where the two would return their protons and take a ticket back to the Devil Society.
After spending a few days together, some wonderful days for sure, it was a little sad.
Gango was in tears as he hugged Hana and Hotaro. The twins were also sniffling and had water in their eyes, but they were kind of irritated by having the big idiot over them. Fortunately for the sisters, their father approached and hugged his nephew /
"I will miss you Gango!" Shubaku lamented, holding young Shiba to his chest and screaming like a baby.
"Uncle Shubaku!" Gango cried too. The two men clung with all their strength, almost making each other pass out.
While the father and cousin hugged each other, Hana and Hotaro went to their cousin and hugged her.
"Goodbye Kiari, we will miss you!" Hana sniffed.
Hotaro controlled himself a little better than his soft-hearted sister. "See you around." Hotaro said, wiping his nose on his sleeve.
Kiari smiled at them and hugged them back. "This is not goodbye Hana, as Hotaro said, I will see you again for sure." She promised them.
Accepting this answer, the two girls released the taller woman and returned to their father, who stood up. His lungs almost collapsed, but he still had control over his nephew!
There remained Kiari and Chojiro, the two who have not yet said goodbye. Chojiro has said goodbye to Gango for now, although, since Chojiro always seemed to be at the Devil Society, it wouldn't be long before he saw the knight again.
The two blushed as they looked at each other. They were barely able to sleep. Both pelvis and genitals were sore from the almost endless fuck party they had during the night. Somehow, his family did not know what happened in Chojiro's room because they "mysteriously" slept soundly during the whole mess.
His secret was still intact. His wonderful case was still going strong, which made this temporary goodbye even more difficult to do.
"So ..." Kiari started, reaching out to scratch the back of his neck. "Fuck you strawberry head." She said.
Chojiro smiled. "Eat shit, you bitch bitch." Chojiro fired back.
That earned him a punch in the shoulder. He winced, of course, but it was worth it. Soon, he pulled her into a hug and rested his chin on her shoulder.
"See you soon, Kiari." Chojiro whispered in his ear.
Kiari smiled. "Don't be too long, boy." She told him.
As soon as it started, the hug was released and the two walked away. That was it, the end of the weekend together.
Chojiro approached to join his sisters and father and waved one last time while Gango and Kiari retreated further into the store. Chojiro watched his lover with great interest, already feeling the need for her to start growing in his chest.
However, he knew it was not the end. This was just the beginning of something new. Their time together had come to an end, but only for a moment.
One day, they will meet again.
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Not official
Saya smiled softly as she leaned against the padded spa table she was at. Curious, she looked to the side to see how her friend was doing.
"I am so happy that you decided to visit the World of the Living, Kiari. There are so many luxuries that you have to experience while you are here!" The dark-skinned ninja smiled, clearly enjoying the company of one of her oldest friends.
Kiari just smiled uncomfortably as he lay down, trying to imitate Saya, who looked too comfortable for someone who was lying naked on a table. Then again, it was Saya, the well-known exhibitionist.
"Yes ... thanks for inviting me to this place ..." Kiari nodded in thanks to the purple haired fox. She just didn't feel right, lying completely naked in this cold room that was decently lit.
Worst of all, Kiari looked at a small older woman who was gathering supplies near the hall door.
Coughing, Kiari tried to focus on something else. "Err, so ... tell me what is this again?" She looked at Saya.
The curvy woman, although not as full as Kiari, laughed at her friend. "This is called 'Brazilian Wax'. All women in the World of the Living are receiving it."
As soon as Saya said that, the little woman turned and approached Kiari's table. The woman looked as old as Kiari and Saya, but she didn't have the soul aspect of her being, which kept them both looking so young.
"Okay, let's start with you." The old woman announced in a quick, almost broken statement. Kiari guessed that being old here meant you had little time for words.
Of course, now being so close to Kiari, the tiny spa employee's eyes almost popped out of her skull when she rested her eyes on Kiari's vast, dark bush that graced his pelvis.
"Oh, dear. You will have some extra work!" The lady said, putting her hand in her back pocket to get a pair of scissors.
This quickly caught Kiari's attention, as she now knew what that place was. "Oh no!" Kiari crossed her legs and placed her hands on the apex of his thick thighs. "The bush stays!"
"No! Bush is no good! Boyfriends hate that!" The spa attendant declared.
Kiari was not convinced of the old woman's words, because she knew that Chojiro loved it. "Oh no, back off!" The Matriarch of Clan Shiba threatened, striking the old lady.
Saya sighed wearily. "Oh, I wish you could get rid of that rug, Ki. This is so 70s ..." Saya snorted.