Misc. Erotica Taboo Foreign Exchange

I was able to tear through the study guides and the practice test I had. I saw where I needed to do more studying and pulled out the books, staying up late into the night. Finally, I put the books away and brushed my teeth, and cleaned up. Then I turned out the light and crawled under my covers. I was asleep in seconds.

I had the strangest dream that I was in a sea of pleasure, hands caressing my body, stripping me naked — small and delicate lips and tongue teasing and touching my cock and balls. Then an oh so tight sensation.

I woke, swimming out of the dream and into a reality so close to it I didn’t know what was real for several seconds. There was a small naked body on me, hand on the mattress near my head and hair hanging in my face as she struggled to slide my cock into her tight slit. I moved, startled, and she reacted immediately.

"What…" I said groggily, and a small hand covered my mouth for a second before two little hands went to the side of my face and soft lips pressing to mine. I thought for a second it was Himiko and my hands came up to slide along her hips and froze. This was definitely not Himiko, she was much too small and slender. As my hands rose higher, I felt small firm breasts under my hands.

Her kisses never ceased, nor did her attempts to shove my cock into her virgin hole. The room was pitch black, and I couldn't see who it was, but I guessed it was Hina. I growled into the girl's mouth and gripped her around the waist in firm hands, and she melted into me as if she had become putty. I rolled her over and kissed my way down her neck and chest. She arched her back up to my lips as I sucked in first one nipple then the other, teasing the firm little nubs as my hand strayed down between her slender legs. I felt her fold gush onto my fingers as they brushed across her lips. She moaned out, and this time it was my turn to cover her mouth with my hand. I felt her lips kissing my palm as she gripped my had to her lips.

Her other hand slipped into my hair and pushed my head down. I moved and soon was lapping at her tender little slit. Her pussy was wet with her delicate juices. I slipped a finger into her as my tongue slid from her tight opening and up around her clit. She shuddered beneath me as I licked and sucked on her gently, letting my tongue tease her up to the edge of release. My fingers worked her opening, and just as she was nearing nirvana, I backed off, the girl grunting in frustration. Then I was climbing up her body, and she sighed in pleasure, hands pulling on my strong arms, and reaching down to take my dick in a firm grip.

She pressed the thick tip to her opening, and I thrust forward slowly, feeling her virginity breaking as she clutched at me with a hard grip. It was all I could do not to drive forward into her, but I could sense her tenseness. Slowly, ever so slowly, she relaxed beneath me, and I could feel her little hips rocking under me, rubbing her little clit on my pelvis.

Slow and firm, I pulled out and drove back in. I'd never felt anything as incredible as that small pussy gripping and milking my cock.

She lay beneath me hands sliding over my back and ass, pulling me into herself deeper and deeper, all the while whimpering in pleasure beneath me.

I felt my cock throbbing, but held off, imagining baseball games and thinking of the tryout from earlier. Was that just earlier today? After several minutes, the small girl relaxing more and more beneath me, I felt her body tense, and I kept my thrusts steady. My cock began to spew forth, even as she started to cum. Her pussy walls clutching and gripping me.

“YEEAAAmmmppphhh.” She began to scream out in pleasure but then buried her mouth in my neck, sucking hard the flesh, marking me.

I had been so far gone. I hadn't even been thinking, I just came deep inside her womb and felt a moment of panic, then she kissed on my neck made me forget it. We lay in the darkness for long minutes, fingers touching and teasing, lips tasting each other's bodies. She slithered down under the blanket and sucked me hard again. I pulled her beneath me, laying her on her stomach as I fucking down and into her tiny body. She came so quickly this time, her soreness somewhat gone, and her desire keyed up. I pulled out this time and came across her tiny ass. She gave a cute giggle as my cum shot forth coating her firm cheeks, but that was the only sound she made since her first orgasm.

I passed out, spooning her, feeling drained and content and loving the feel of her wiggling back into me, snuggling in close and smelling the sweet floral scent of her hair.

I woke late the next morning, it being Sunday, in an empty bed, feeling like I'd just won the lottery. I needed a bath and the bathroom and clambered out of bed and down the hall. I was careful now to knock before entering any room that had a door closed. I'd learned that lesson the first day. That reminded me of my night before with Hina, and I felt my cock harden and a smile form on my lips.

I finished bathing and went and dressed for the day. Just as I was stepping out of my room, I saw Hina slip into the bathroom, pausing to give me a heated stare before she stepped in. She adjusted her towel and gave me a brief flash of her sexy slender body. Her lips twitched into a little grin as she stepped in. I heard Himiko moving around in the kitchen and felt a surge of excitement and bravery.

I stepped over to the bathroom and gripped the door in one steady hand before she could close it. Hina spun to look up at me, her eyes wide. I held her gaze as I slid the bathroom door shut behind me, then stepped up to her. Leaning down, I slid my hands into her hair, clutching the back of her head and pulled her face into a kiss. She was frozen like a statue as I kissed her. I could smell the spicy scent of her shampoo, and then she was melting into me, her hands sliding under my shirt and up my muscled torso.

I pressed her back into the sink and ripped off her towel. Her slender legs parted for my hand as I slid it down her body and let my fingers cup her tight folds. As I slipped a finger into her depths, I felt her virgin hole clench down on my finger, fluttering in pleasure. Her hard-little clit was grinding into my hand as I slipped my finger in deeper and deeper. I pulled back with a start when my fingers touched her hymen and stared at her with wide eyes.

“It wasn’t you,” I whispered in shock, “Last night!”

She glanced at the red hickey on my neck, and I saw her eyes narrow, and she shook her head. Feeling awful, I moved to step back, but her hand clutched at my neck and the sight of her sexy slender body and firm 'b' cup tits, capped in their hard-dark nipples drove me back into her arms. She kissed me with a desperation I found endearing and fished my cock out of my pants. We stood there in the bathroom, feeling each other up. In a minute, I was cumming onto her flat stomach as she came for the second time on my fingers.

Panting in sated desire, we clutched at each other and leaned on one another for support. Hina's fingers slid around the back of my neck, and she pulled me down to her, her lips kissing my neck, then sucking hard, making me jerk back in pain. I stared at her, and she gave a fierce self-satisfied smile before turning into the bath, her tiny firm ass bouncing before my eyes. She looked over her shoulder and winked at me and then bent over. I growled in desire but stepped back and out of the bathroom, and she bit her lip and giggled as I pulled the door shut.

I went to the kitchen and got a bowl of porridge, sitting at the table and thinking to myself. Himiko came in and smiled warmly to me, and then I saw her notice the two red marks on my neck, and she froze, eyes widening and then looking into mine. I felt my face go beet red, and she smiled and bit her bottom lip, her eyes intense. That was not at all the reaction I had been expecting. She got a bowl of porridge and put the teapot on and sat as if nothing was wrong. She began talking about the schedule for next week's baseball practice and the exchange group meeting we had the next day.

I had just begun to relax and was telling her about the practice exam I had taken and how my studying was going, then Yui strolled into the kitchen. The tiny eighteen-year-old stepped into the kitchen behind her stepmom, eyes alighting as she saw me. She gave a lascivious wink and glanced at my neck. Then I saw her eyes harden, and her cheeks grow red when she saw the second mark.

She was in a small nightshirt that hung down to her thighs, and as she got food and sat down next to me, she crossed her legs, her white panties peeking through. Himiko glanced from her to me, surreptitiously, and smiled.

“Yui, you have your flute practice this morning,” she said, “could you stop by the store on your way there and help Blake pick up a few things for dinner tonight?”

“Yes, I can,” she said with a shy smile.

"Thank you," she said, "Blake, if you could carry the stuff back, I can start preparing things early. I was thinking a traditional feast, what do you think Yui?”

“That sounds perfect, I have a special recipe I’d like to try too,” she glanced up at me with her soft brown eyes.

We finished eating, and I got ready to head out. Himiko had written up a list and given it to Yui. We were putting on our coats when Hina came walking down the stairs humming happily to herself. When she got to the bottom of the stairs, and she smiled a hungry little grin, then she glanced at her little sister, and her grin soured. I could practically feel the tension in the air between them as they stared daggers at one another.

Yui slipped an arm around mine and gave a hmph! Then spun us, whipping her hair around in a fan of straight black beauty, as she pulled me out the door.

"We will have to much fun, Oniisan!" She said excitedly, "There is a cake shop I want to take you to!"

I glanced back as I stepped out and saw inHa standing at the bottom stairs. When she saw me look at her, she slid a hand down between her legs, her fingers cupping her pussy. Her eyes filled with dark promise as her hips rocked lasciviously. Then she turned and walked down to the bathroom once again, throwing me a wink over her shoulder. She was reminding me of that morning and the first time, when I'd walked in on her in the bathroom. Then Yui was pulling me through the door and out onto the street, her small hands clutching my larger.

This was the first time I’d seen Yui come out of her shell as we walked down the road. She talked of food and her love of the sweets at this shot, or that. She showed me where the arcade was, and the pack of boys who played there obsessively. She showed me where the cool kids hung out in the park, and where the drifters met up for their races. The small girl never let go of my arm or hand the entire walk, until we got to the bakery, and she had to let go to eat — stuffing cake into her face with a cherubic, dimple cheeked grin.

I waited for her to mention the night before, or for it to get awkward or weird between us, but everything was so easy and carefree. She was adorable and just a little flirty. We drew stares of jealousy from all directions and must have looked like a couple the way we walked together. She was dressed in a short plaid skirt and frilly white top, her hair straight and glistening.

We finished our cake and tea and headed to the market. I was amazed at all the strange foods, small toys, and other odd things, while she picked out food and paid for it. Then we stepped out, and I went to wave goodbye but was stopped by the solemn look on her face, her hands clutched together before her waist as she looked up at me with doe-like eyes.

“Do you love Hina, Oniichan?" Her eyes narrowed, and she bit her bottom lip blinking rapidly, and twisting her hips gently, her skirt swaying side to side. God damn, but she was adorable.

"No," I said, startled and then swallowed as she swayed back to forward, her panties peeking out at me, "I didn't know who it was last night," I said and then hurried on when she frowned, "I thought it was her… when… I saw her this morning and… I didn't mean offense."

“Because Yui loves Oniichan,” she said.

“You just met me,” I said, “how can you know you love me.”

“Shinji told me all about Oniichan, he said we would all love you,” her voice was soft but insistent, “and then I saw you and I know… I don’t want any other man. Ever.”

“And if Hina feels the same?" I asked, holding my breath but keeping her gaze trapped in mine. She scowled and pouted, but I could see her mind working it over.

"None of this matters," I said trying to move past it, "It's a bad idea for us to be involved Yui, we are going to live together for the next year, and things can get… complicated."

“Oniichan will see," she said with a fierce little smile, "it will all work out!" then she turned to wave and skipped off, her small skirt flipping up and down. She glanced back and caught me staring, flashing a pleased smile before she disappeared.​