The night went on, and while many people were already peacefully asleep in their homes, the hour was no obstacle for Akira and Mikado. After Mikado had adjusted to his size, Akira began thrusting into her like a beast, but it didn't hurt her—in fact, quite the opposite. As she experienced that overwhelming, almost heavenly sensation, it was as if a switch had been flipped inside her. Lust and abandon took over completely, and they fucked like animals in heat.
Sometimes Akira took control, fucking Mikado in different positions, but when he grew tired, Mikado would mount him like he was a horse. Her large breasts bounced wildly, so full and beautiful that any man would lose his mind at the sight of them, and Akira was no exception.
As he moved inside her, he grabbed her breasts and began sucking on her pink nipples, nipples that had never been touched by any man before him. The combined stimulation—her pussy being fucked while her nipples were sucked—pushed Mikado over the edge, and she came.
It wasn't her first orgasm, but this one was completely different from anything she had ever experienced before. It was hundreds of times more intense than anything she had felt through masturbation.
Something from another world.
And yet, that orgasm didn't stop her.
If anything, it only fueled her desire even more.
Her lust kept growing, and they continued fucking. It didn't take long before Akira came inside her, filling her womb with his semen and marking her as his. As soon as she felt his seed inside her, Mikado climaxed again. She hadn't known that receiving a creampie could feel so good.
Was she worried about getting pregnant?
At this point, the answer was obvious. Thanks to their best heroine, Lala, pregnancy was impossible. And just in case that wasn't enough, Mikado herself had developed contraceptives with zero side effects, and she had taken one today for that exact reason. The chances of pregnancy were 0%. With odds like that, she could receive as many creampies as she wanted.
They continued like that for hours, exploring every part of each other's bodies, reaching orgasm after orgasm in different positions and even in different parts of the room, which now looked like someone had tried to rob it.
Their moans were so loud that even other guests could hear them, and some of the more perverted ones even pressed their ears against the door, listening to the sounds coming from inside as they wondered what kind of beast could make a woman moan like that. But they could only imagine it, never see it.
{Note: I think that's enough for the sex. Honestly, I think it turned out pretty well—no ridiculous dialogue. During sex, people don't usually talk much, they just do it. I'm trying to make it feel more realistic, which is why I'm avoiding the kind of stupid dialogue you see in hentai. That said, I'd like to know your opinion. Should I add dumb dialogue to stretch the chapter, or do you prefer it like this and imagine the rest yourselves? Your call.}
They kept going for hours until, eventually, Mikado passed out. As expected, someone who had been a virgin just a few hours ago couldn't keep up with Akira's pace—it was simply impossible. After experiencing so many orgasms, her body finally gave in.
With a warm smile, Akira gently caressed the face of his sweet milf, then lay down beside her and fell asleep. Of course, he could have kept going—he was still far from his limit—but there was no need to push things. There would be plenty of opportunities in the future. This was only their first time, but definitely not the last.
And with that thought, Akira fell completely asleep.
…
The next morning, surprisingly, when they woke up, neither of them felt embarrassed—unlike some girls like Haruna. Instead, they simply smiled at each other and stayed in bed a little longer, awake, holding each other and whispering soft words of affection.
Unfortunately, they couldn't stay like that for long. Today, Akira had another date. In fact, his entire week was packed with them, so he couldn't stay late. Unlike Mikado, the other girls wanted full-day dates. It was going to be a tough week for Akira, but a satisfying one.
After taking a bath and getting dressed again, they said their goodbyes.
"Remember, you can come to my house whenever you want. You'll always be welcome."
"I will. But make sure to visit the infirmary from time to time… to treat your injuries."
Damn seductive succubus.
"I will."
After that, they shared one last kiss before going their separate ways.
…
A couple of hours later, today wasn't a day of rest for me, but a day for another date—this time with Lala.
At first, Lala had suggested being one of the last, along with Yami, but many of the girls disagreed. According to them, there was an order that had to be respected, so after a lot of insistence, they convinced Lala to go first. Unfortunately, the same couldn't be said for Yami, who refused to give in and insisted on being last.
After changing into fresh clothes—and taking another shower—we began our date. I had already planned an itinerary. I wanted to take Lala to the amusement park, the same place I had taken Kari on our first date, but Lala said she wanted something simpler: a calm day, walking together, eating out, and talking.
In other words, she wanted to spend a peaceful day with me.
Since I couldn't convince her otherwise, I agreed, and after saying goodbye to everyone, we left the house.
Today, Lala was dressed in a way that perfectly highlighted her incredible figure. She wore a white blouse and black short jeans that made her hips and legs impossible to ignore. She also wore small black heels. Anyone who looked at her would think she was a goddess who had descended into the mortal world—like in those cultivation novels I used to read in my previous life.
Lala grabbed my hand, and together we set off to enjoy our date.
What neither of us knew was that someone had started following us.
That someone… was Haruka.
But how did she even know about the date? Was she spying on them? Watching through a window?
No.
Haruka wasn't that pathetic.
She had simply found out by coincidence.
But to explain that properly, we need to go back about thirty minutes.
…
Thirty minutes earlier — Haruka's house.
Today was a day off, and Haruka was lazily lying on the couch. As usual, she was wearing black underwear—something that would make any man drool at the sight of her.
She was watching TV, but nothing seemed to interest her. She kept switching channels.
"Boring… I can't find a single movie I feel like watching, and there's nothing good on TV. What should I do?"
She was bored. Very bored. And she needed something to kill that boredom, so she started thinking about what she could do.
The answer didn't take long to come to her.
In fact, she didn't even know how she hadn't thought of it sooner.
"I'll go to Akira and Lala's place and spend the day surrounded by beautiful girls! What could be better than that?"
Even if she could only admire them and not touch them, it was still better than nothing.
"Alright, I'll get dressed and head over right away."
After saying that, Haruka got dressed. Unlike usual, she did it in record time. Since it was quite hot today, she chose a stylish black blouse, blue short jeans to highlight her hips and legs, and elegant black shoes. She also put on a bit of makeup, though not much—her natural beauty didn't require it. As always, she applied a bit of lipstick, but not too much, or the girls might misunderstand her intentions. After all, today she just wanted to spend the day admiring beautiful girls, with no ulterior motives.
"I could also take this opportunity to ask them for that favor…"
Ever since that call from her childhood friend, Kouta, Haruka had been thinking about how to get the girls to accept her request. For those who didn't remember, Kouta had invited her to dinner on Christmas—with their respective partners. That wouldn't have been anything unusual if not for the fact that she had shown him pictures of all of Akira's girls and claimed they were her harem.
At first, she hadn't intended to do that. She had simply acted out of annoyance toward her friend. But when Kouta said he wanted to meet her and her harem, she immediately regretted it. Unfortunately, there was no going back. If she backed out now, he would find out that she hadn't managed to get a single girl since moving here, and she would likely become the target of his teasing for months. Since she didn't want that to happen, she accepted his proposal.
After hanging up and realizing the absurd promise she had made, Haruka wanted to smash her head against the wall. How was she supposed to convince the girls to go along with something like that? She had been thinking about it ever since and decided that the best approach was honesty. Maybe—just maybe—if she told them everything without hiding anything, they would help her. Of course, they would only have to pretend—no kissing, no touching, nothing like that. At most, maybe a hug, but nothing more.
"Yeah… if I explain everything and I'm honest, they'll help me. After all, we're friends, and friends help each other."
As she tried to convince herself, Haruka stepped out of her house—but at that very moment, she heard something that brought her back to reality.
"Where are you planning to go on your special day?"
Haruka immediately recognized the voice.
Momo.
She quickly stopped and listened closely.
"Was thinking of taking Lala to the amusement park, but…"
"But I'd prefer a normal date. A walk, eating together, talking. In other words, I want to spend a calm day with Akira."
"A date!" Haruka exclaimed in her mind.
Today, Akira and Lala were going on a date.
"That sounds like a good idea."
"Well, we're heading out."
"Yeah, see you tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?!" Haruka exclaimed again in her mind.
If they were going on a date and wouldn't return until tomorrow… that meant—
They were going to have sex.
Akira and Lala walked out of the house, holding hands.
"I have to follow them and stop it!"
With the stealth of a professional assassin, Haruka began following the couple, who walked happily, completely unaware that someone was watching them.