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Chapter 6
It was frustrating to see Akari go home each evening, like a student. I wished we could get past it. I think Akari got a thrill that I was a teacher, but for me, being with Akari was never about any school-kid fantasy. I was happy to be past the days when she went to school with no underwear, knowing she would be over to take her uniform off for me after class. That life was fraught with danger. I was, however, entirely obsessed with her fresh, gorgeous and delicious young body. If you saw the videos of her moving about my apartment, smiling and naked, you would agree entirely. I asked Akari if she thought we could come clean with her parents, and be up-front that she was staying at my place?
“Not yet,” was Akari’s simple response. But when? She was an adult, right? Yuki agreed to be her excuse for us to take a weekend away, as I predicted, but what after that? We couldn’t rely on Yuki forever.
Without a lot of money to spend, we kept our first weekend away simple. We wanted to go to an onsen, but the only places with ‘family’ co-ed baths were expensive inns. Any public mixed onsen were outdoors and too far to drive for a weekend. Instead, we found a seaside cottage in Awaji through AirBnB, ordering a Japanese style home all to ourselves. I’d not been to Awaji before. We went down Friday afternoon, it took less than ninety minutes, we had a good run. Akari took her pants off in the car. I tried to get her top off too but she was too giggly and skittish with all the traffic around us. It wasn’t quite dark enough. She gave me a blow job, though, happy to suck my cock as I drove over the entire Akashi Kaikyo Bridge. There was a self check-in at our cottage so I wouldn’t let her put her pants back on as we took our gear out of the car and made our way back and forth.
“It’s freezing cold!” Akari squealed.
“Stand over there, in the snow,” I asked. Akari was standing in just boots and a short blue sweater. There was just enough light to get a decent photo of her bare snatch in the winter outdoors. There was also just enough light for the two guys on bicycles behind her to actually stop and double-check that they could see what they thought they could see.
“Turn around?” I grinned. “Let me take a shot of your ass!”
Akari turned to see two guys about ten yards away across a small drainage channel. One of the guys nearly fell off his bike to see her shaved slit.
“Sumimasen, gomennasai,” she calmly apologized, bowing and turning to walk as carefully as she could without slipping. Inside the house, we both had the courage to laugh about it.
“Oh my god,” Akari grinned, shaking her head. “What must they think of me!”
I grabbed her ass, it was ice-cold. I sat her on a cushion and let her use my coat as a blanket for her legs until I could get the heater working. There were some small electric ones for quick and close relief, and a huge hearth which was set and ready to light. After thirty minutes of burning, we opened doors to other rooms and the hall, it was so hot. It was fun watching Akari’s excitement at being naked and being fucked in a new and different place.
“We should make a map with a dot in all the towns we had sex,” Akari smiled.
“I’m up for that. And lots of dots!”
“Tomorrow let’s go to lots of towns,” she grinned cheekily.
“Okay,” I nodded in complete agreement. “By ‘sex’ do you mean a blowjob or fingering counts?”
“No!” she squealed happily, humping my cock. “You have to do this. Only fucking!”
“Okay,” I smiled back. That would make for an interesting day.
We went out to dinner, finding a small but bustling izakaya within a short walk in the cold. Izakaya are great, they have hundreds of things on the menu and big huge beers and ceramic bottles of hot sake. Not driving, I made the most of both! Akari was wearing a short winter dress with thick thigh-high stockings and long boots. She looked great, but she regretted not wearing panties.
“I’m leaking your cum,” she fretted. “It’s all on the seat.”
I gave her tissues to sit on, laughing as a huge burst of wet air noisily blew out of her vagina.
“This is so embarrassing,” she said, blushing as the young woman next to us whispered to her boyfriend, grinning at Akari’s expense. “Does this happen to all girls?”
“I guess. Ask her,” I suggested, nodding at the girl along the counter from her who was still watching and whispering.
“No!”
Akari wasn’t very good at drinking. I made her have beer and sake, it was better she got used to that, rather than girly drinks like chuhai or shochu. It made for a sleepy night back at our house, though. I was fucking her from behind and she literally passed out, it was hilarious.
It was genuinely cold sleeping naked; I was afraid to let the hearth fire burn all night and electric heaters are dangerous on tatami if they fall. I put us in a warm and soft sweater each, but esat escort left our pants off. It was a nice way to sleep, legs entangled to keep warm. It also made it easy to stick my morning wood straight up her when we woke.
“I like we’re together when I wake up,” Akari said lovingly as my cock struck deep in her from behind. We were on our side, my arms around her, tightly hugging.
“We have to tell your parents. You have to be honest about staying with me. They know you are fucking someone; it shouldn’t be a huge shock. They might be relieved it’s a boy.”
“Okay,” Akari smiled, wriggling her hips back onto the cock up her. “But I better say you’re the second person I’ve been to bed with. They will find out you’re a teacher. They can’t know you were fucking me while I was a student.”
“I agree entirely!”
We stayed in the warmth of the quilt and each other for as long as we could bear, but eventually the call of the bathroom won out. I dressed and walked to the Lawson nearby for delicious breakfast goodies. Then we set off on our mission!
The town we stayed had an amusement park that I thought we might go, but Akari’s idea for the day changed my plan. Drive to a new town, fuck, drive to a new town and fuck again. And then repeat. And repeat. And repeat.
I have to say it was fun. It helped that it was Akari’s idea, rather than something forced on her by me (e.g. having lesbian sex with her cousin). She was completely into it. The first town south of ours was Sumoto. We did it in the car, in the front passenger seat. To qualify we said my cock needed to be in her cunt for at least nine minutes, emulating the old phrase ‘nine minutes of pleasure for nine months of pain’ which was my only benchmark for what qualified as a proper fuck. But for the next town, Akari said we couldn’t do it in the car – it had to be different everywhere, that way we would better remember each town individually.
“You’re good at this,” I nodded.
“Come on,” she said, “In that bus shelter. No way will any bus come in the next nine minutes.”
Akari was wearing the same warm winter dress and thigh-high stockings as the night before, again with no underwear. It meant we could just hike it up and get easy access. The only time we took the dress completely off was in the car for the first fuck, and in the stairwell of a decrepit old shopping center in Komatsu-shima, across the second bridge and onto Shikoku Island. That was a long, cold nine minutes for Akari; she was glad to finish.
In no particular order, these towns became the first pins in our map, besides our home town of Sanda:
Tokushima – wheelchair toilet in Central Park
Naruto – behind highway-stop shops
Awa – doorway in an alley behind city hall
Anan – quiet part of the port, leaning over car bonnet (nice and warm for Akari)
Sumoto – in the car
Komatsushima – shopping center stairwell
Minamiawaji – in the bus shelter
Yoshinogawa – under the bridge near the Athletic Park
Mima – in a storeroom in the local hospital
That last one was hilarious. I am amazed at some of the places you can just walk into with nobody checking, but at the time we were both so cold we really wanted somewhere inside and warm. By the time we drove back to our cottage it was dark. If we’d had any food with us, we would have happily crawled into our toasty warm futon and slept early. Instead, we walked through drizzling rain to the same izakaya. It was close and the weather too miserable to go exploring further. I’d cum in Akari a couple of times during the day, but she was finished leaking by the time we ate, which made Akari feel more relaxed. I drank a lot, trying to get Akari to keep up. We were in the mood for sure, half a dozen guys had seen Akari’s shaved pussy before we left. Some of the guys invited us to a karaoke ‘snack’ bar afterward. We went, but not for long. They were trying to get me to drink and pass out so they could take a piece of Akari. Eventually I saw they had her totally naked in one of the booths, they had been taking turns sucking her breasts and playing with her snatch. I managed to get myself together enough to re-claim her before she got more than just fingers in her cunt. I had no issue with other guys putting their cock in my girlfriend, but it would be on our terms, not an ambush like that. To their credit, though, once the guys saw we were determined to leave, they eventually gave Akari’s clothes back and wished us well without a hassle. It was nice. We were lucky, but Japan is mostly full of good people.
We were meant to self check-out by ten the next morning. We were lucky the cleaner didn’t arrive until eleven. We only just got out before then; if he had rolled in at ten, he would have got an eyeful of a half-naked sleeping couple.
Yawning, we found a pancake brunch place.
“What towns shall we do on the way home?” Akari asked sleepily.
“Ha! You still wanna do that?”
“Yeah, sure,” she grinned.
“How etimesgut escort many guys you think fingered you last night?” I asked seriously.
“I don’t know. You left me with them.”
“Hey, I was sat at the bar. You left me to go and undress in that booth.”
“It was lucky you came over right then. They were passing condoms to each other.”
“I know, they tried to get me drunk. We better be more careful in public. We were lucky they didn’t hide your clothes for longer. I don’t mind if five guys fuck you, but only if they’re our friends. Or we choose them, you know?”
“Hmm,” Akari replied, it had been a close call. “Which towns?”
I laughed at how easily she pulled us back on that topic. I pulled out my map.
“Akashi, Kobe, Miki, Yokawa, Then home to Sanda,” I said.
“Is Yokawa a proper town?” Akari asked.
“It is now,” I grinned.
We were back at my place by four, having stopped in four places to fuck. We got seriously caught by a couple of lads in the hills by a temple in Miki. We were coming up toward seven minutes into the fuck, it seemed a waste to stop. So those guys got two minutes of free voyeurism. I pulled Akari’s dress up and off. It was cold as all hell, but they were videoing us, better to give them a proper show, right? I have to say, there are times when two minutes is a really long time. As soon as the nine-minute alarm went on my phone Akari bolted naked down the slope to the warm car, leaving me to pick up our pieces and follow.
“You’re lucky I didn’t lock the car,” I said getting in a few minutes later.
“Engine, heater, quick!”
We stayed at my place for a light dinner, then I reluctantly drove her home by nine. After two nights together, rather than having had my fill of Akari, I was addicted to her being around. It was miserable to let her go.
“I’ll tell my parents soon, I promise,” Akari told me, just as miserable not to be staying at ‘our’ place as she called it. At least I had her number, so I knew in advance whether she would be over the next day.
Chapter 7
The times Akari stayed at her parent’s’ home I made an effort to keep connected with my own friends, getting to the Reggae Bar, or into Kobe or Osaka. It was far more relaxing to have a girlfriend, even when I went out by myself. It was a relief not to be on the pickup, or on the lookout. I didn’t need to read the signals, talk in code, make a play, know when to go or stay. It was nice to talk with girls, and just talk. Of course, ironically that made me exponentially more appealing to them. A couple of times, particularly in Kobe, it took all of my effort to stop at the point of having a girl’s breasts in my mouth. I did stop, though. I didn’t want the smell of pussy on me unless I was with Akari.
“Amazing,” my buddies would say when I let a ‘sure-thing’ return to the dance floor. “You’re too young to be in love, man!”
“I’m not in love,” I lied. Truth was, I was in deep. No one knows how far down the hole love goes, or for how long. I wasn’t so naive to think Akari was my one-and-only love forever. Anything could change, instantly. She could meet a Japanese boy on a train who plays in a garage band, or a B-mer driving commercial property agent, or even one of Yuki’s girlfriends for all I knew. Akari was a more likely flight risk than me. And so she should be. Eighteen is too young to be stuck, especially with a teacher (of any kind, let alone one your friends had).
In the meantime though, the times she spent at my apartment were the most wonderful I’d known. Beautiful. Young. Naked. Progressively confident and sexual. What was strange became normal, what was impossible became desirable. We tried everything three times, then Akari decided; in or out.
‘Out’ was ass-fucking, supermarket vegetables, the ‘warm’ type sex gel and watching porn together. We had three, proper intensive goes at each of those, but Akari was certain that if it never happened again, she was fine. Even our own porn, Akari wouldn’t watch. She had no issue that I posted videos of our sex online (“There are a million girls on the internet, who cares about one more?”), she just didn’t want to watch it.
Everything else was either cleared for use, or at stage 1 or 2 trial, or untried. We had a list to work through that would take years to finish.
“I can see now how pharmaceutical trials take so long,” I said as we laid naked in my bed and discussed the possibilities.
“Huh?”
“They’re all banked up in a queue. Even if one trial doesn’t take long, there are so many to go through.”
“I don’t get it,” Akari said, shuffling down under the covers to suck my cock. Swallowing ejaculate had fortunately passed with approval.
“Don’t worry, baby, just… do what you are doing.”
When Akari was back on solid ground emotionally, we took an overnight trip up to visit Leroy. He’d been pestering me to come to his town, I said we’d come overnight on a Friday. I told Akari the etlik escort 3P trial needed three different partners, so Leroy didn’t count as twice. Akari shrugged and came anyway, coughing up her pussy as much as we two could get hard for it. We turn turns more than we double-teamed her, but whatever was offered, Akari obliged. We two nailed that young woman senseless.
“Definitely better this time,” she said on the long drive back. We brought her rabbit vibrator; Akari had her pants off fucking herself as we moved along through winding hills and traffic.
“Yeah? Why’s that?”
“Not too scary. I knew what to expect. Could enjoy his cock more.”
“It’s big, right? I’m surprised you can take it all.”
“I do feel bigger down there after we see him. This toy fits easier.”
“It’s good?” I asked.
“Hmmm. His cock feels good. Amazing. I don’t really like Leroy, though.”
“Why?” I asked, not entirely disappointed given his ‘natural’ advantage over me.
“He just wants to fuck. Kind of slam, always. Rough. I think he likes that his cock hurts me from being big. Once my pussy stretched and it didn’t hurt me anymore, I think he lost interest. It’s like by the time I wanted it more rough, he stopped being rough. Does it make sense?”
“Yeah,” I said. It didn’t, but it helped me to agree.
“Yuki’s not pregnant,” she said out of the blue.
“Really?”
“She had her period since meeting you.”
“That’s good, and bad. I know she wants to be pregnant, but nice to know it wouldn’t have been mine.”
“I guess. She keeps saying if I want to use her as the excuse for where I stay, I better sometimes come and actually stay.”
“Yeah? You worry? She wants to have sex again?”
“She wants.”
“I could come with you.”
Akari shook her head. “No, better I go. Get it over with. Less messy if you are not there.”
“Surely she can’t fuck you when her husband is there?”
“He’s late like my parents every day. She can have all the day to do me.”
“How can I help?”
“After the sex with her, let me come back to your place to wash it off.”
“Of course, baby!”
We were quiet for a time, the only noise that of the vibrator rolling around deep inside Akari’s vagina.
“We need to find you a girl to 3P who’s not your cousin.”
“It would be better,” Akari agreed. “I think it’s better you don’t fuck Yuki. You are not good at using condoms.”
“It’s true.”
After Akari’s marathon spit-roasting and pummeling with Leroy and I, we had the night at my place to regain our balance as a couple. It was well planned. By the time she went home Sunday evening we were ourselves, a happy, loving couple.
As the back end of winter spat out its final snowfalls, Akari still dared not tell her parents about us. She was able to come and go freely without interrogation as long as she was home in bed each night, so we were able to conduct ourselves seventy-five percent as a self-determined couple. We were at my place one early afternoon, Akari on top kissing passionately and lovingly, fucking my cock when her phone rang. She loved talking on the phone with my erection in her, it appealed to her sense of naughtiness.
“It’s my classmate from swimming school, Tomoko, she wants to come over.”
“Who?”
“In summer I go to a six-week swimming camp, Tomoko and I have been going there together for years.”
“Yeah? If she is coming here, fine,” I shrugged. “When?”
“Now.”
“Now?” I frowned. I was enjoying the way Akari was moving on me; I wasn’t keen to stop.
“She’s at the station,” Akari said, looking happy to have a visitor.
“We have to go get her?”
“Come on. Please? She doesn’t come to Sanda often since swimming finished.”
“Where does she live?” I asked, but didn’t get an answer. Akari unsheathed me with a plop. She sat in an unladylike manner to put on her socks; legs open, cunt lips separated wide. Her hole was still stretched open from fucking.
“Okay, we’re going,” I sighed, getting up. “You’re only going to wear that?”
I was stunned to see Akari put her thick coat over her naked body.
“It’s all we need. Come on, you need shoes, though.”
I laughed and shook my head. “Is this… are we going to have a 3P?”
“Not like yours,” Akari said, scrambling us out the door.
“Like what, then?”
“Tomoko just wants to watch.”
“She wants to watch?” I clarified.
“Tomoko is a virgin. Super shy about her body. I told her how much I’ve changed since I met you. I said she should come see.”
“See what?”
“Us at home.”
I loved the way Akari called my place ‘home’. It made me feel closer to her, a stronger sense that we belonged together. I didn’t just love Akari for sex, I loved the person she was. Being so fuckable was a welcome bonus, though.
“At home? You’re never dressed when you’re here,” we continued the conversation on the short drive.
“That’s my point. All of us girls at school were shy. No way would we let boys see us. We were too embarrassed to even show our bra strap in case some boy or teacher saw. But now I feel much different.”
“Like showing your cunt to those guys on the bikes in Shikoku?” I grinned.
“Exactly.”
“Or your blowjob videos on the internet?”
“Okay, better not tell her that one… Anyway, Tomo wants to come over to watch.”
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