Misc. Erotica Taboo Foreign Exchange

My heart started to race immediately. I looked at Himiko and saw she was nervous and shy. Her hands clenched together under the table. She was also breathing heavy, her nipples just barely pressing against the loose dress. The more I read into her; I saw she wanted me to take charge and guide her a bit. She had been surprisingly inexperienced the night before in how she handled my dick, and I found it fascinating, coming from a married woman. Then again, her husband was never home, and when he was, he smelled like he had just come from a brothel or strip club.

“Yes,” I said with a wide grin, “I would love some help… focusing.”

Himiko said nothing; she just stood slowly and made her way to the door. I stood and followed her down the hall to the bathroom, my knees trembling in nervous excitement. She pulled the door open and stood beside it, her head bowed. I stepped into the bathroom, and she followed after a quick glance around. She slid the door shut, and I stepped up to her, need overriding my thoughts. My hands slipped around her small waist and tried to draw her in for a kiss, but she held me back with a hand on my chest.

“Please,” she said, her voice strained as she turned her head down and away, “this is just to help you study.”

I stepped back, thinking she couldn’t be completely serious about that. I could tell she wanted me. She was trembling with need. I chose to respect her wishes, though, and knew that we would probably get caught by one of her stepdaughters if she had let me continue.

She pressed me back until my butt hit the sink. In spite of her words, her eyes were burning with desire, and her hands both slid down my chest and stomach, and I heard a low purr of pleasure come from her throat. She looked up at me, her gaze searching and smiled.

“You are so tall and strong Blake,” she said softly, “your eyes are the color of a morning sky…” she smiled in delight as she sank to her knees, her fingers hooking into the waistband of my flannel pants and dragging them down. Her eyes widened even further as my cock sprang free, swinging before her face hard as steel.

“I never dreamed one could be this big… this manly,” she breathed softly, her hot breath on my cock sending shivers of pleasure down my spine.

I looked into her eyes as she cradled my cock in her hands and watched as she leaned forward, kissing my thigh, then the side of my cock as she pressed it to her face, letting the length of it drag down her cheek. I held onto the sink behind me with one hand, my knees weak, and let my other reach out and stroke her hair. It was so thick and silky; I’d never felt anything like it. And she moaned softly as she sucked my cock into her mouth.

She worshipped my cock on her knees, kissing and sucking it with eyes closed and face full of wanton delight. The wet sounds of her sucking mouth filled the bathroom along with my low moans of pleasure. Soon I felt my balls tightening as my orgasm drew near.

A sudden knock on the bathroom door startled us both, and Himiko pulled her mouth off my cock, eyes wide. Her free hand clutched her dress in fear, and I could just see a hint of pale flesh as her knees shown through. For some reason, that made my cock throb harder, and she felt it, her eyes widening even more, this time in excitement and wonder.

“I’m in here," I said in an apologetic tone that I hoped didn't sound too strained.

“Oniisan, can I come in please,” came the soft and delicate voice of Yui, “I can help wash your back…”

"What?!" I asked in a strained voice, I looked down at Himiko, and she had a speculative look on her face and when our eyes met, she smiled a mischievous grin and leaned forward letting my cock slip silently into her mouth. She held my gaze as she sucked harder.

"I'm sorry," I said, my voice definitely strained and quacking with both pleasure and nerves, “this isn’t a good time… Ohh… maybe…. ahh…. ahh tomorrow.”

"Are you ok, Oniisan?" Yui asked concerned, as her stepmom let her tongue play at the most sensitive parts around the head of my dick, "I will make you some green tea, it's good for… stomach troubles.”

“Yes!” I said, when would this girl take off! “Thank you!”

Himiko was doing something with her tongue and throat that was sending me over the edge. I could just see the small silhouette of Yui in the door, she hesitated for one moment then moved back down the hall, her light steps receding. Then with a low moan, I unleashed a flood of cum into Himiko's mouth. I stared straight into the woman's smiling eyes as I came, feeling like she was sucking out my soul.

Sucking the last bit of pearly goo off the tip of my cock, she kissed it lightly and stood smoothly. She leaned forward, her hand on my broad shoulders, and whispered in my hear — her breath tickling the delicate flesh.

"She wants you," she leaned into me, smiling wickedly, her slim body sliding against me, and I could feel her large soft breasts press into my chest. I throbbed in her hand, and she smiled wickedly, then she seemed to come to herself and pull back. Her face more under control. She nodded to me, blushing and quickly slipped out of the bathroom.

I shook myself, more than a little amazed and unsure of just how far this wild ride was going to go. I slipped into my small bedroom and put them out of my mind. I pulled out the math books and started to review them. To my surprise, I didn't get distracted and worried about Yui and Himiko. I think because I had just had a mind-blowing orgasm in a heightened situation, that it had blown through any fantasies I might have had. I was able to get many solid hours of study before I got pulled out of it by Himiko's quiet knock, letting me know it was time to head to baseball practice.​