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[Futurelandia] The Thanksgiving and Early December Post

[ It's been around a month since everything started to change. And frankly, a damn sure more things have changed even in that month. There's simplistic ones, such as Masaomi getting a vasectomy which even if he tried to keep it on the downlow, everyone found out about because of what a whiner he was for his week of medical abstinence and everyone felt after that for how he proceeded to fuck every relevant woman in the house and who would sleep with him out of the house into submission for the next two or three days. Everyone sort of had a rude awakening there.

But then, some changes were bigger and more serious. A new member joined there pack (Veroncia) not all that long ago, and it was much to everyone except some of the adult's surprise. Everyone had to learn their new pecking order and where she fit in with the rest of them. Masaomi and Nariko continued their rituals and continued their seeing other people, to mixed results from both. Audrey was hanging around the house more, though she hadn't had the recommended Talk with Masaomi about joining, despite making this something of a second home for her. And of course, Junko's training continued despite the week long hiatus from it.

Everyone was changing, and everyone was adapting. Yamato even had a sexy car now. And at the culmination of everything, a sort of milestone in the midst of everything, there was Thanksgiving, the lead up to it, and the follow up after it leading into December. A time when a lot of people hung out in one house, and then things got weirdly tense for a variety of reasons. God bess us, every one. ]

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[ When he first moves into it, her ass is so tense. That's probably a natural reaction, and he moans at how tight the thing feels as he forces his cock down into it. By the time he's gone as deep as he can go, near enough to the base that at least he his happy with it (though in the back of his mind, he knows Nariko would criticize him for not going all the way and wonders if Junko will too) he begins to set a pace at fucking her in the ass. Meanwhile, his hands slap the sides of her hips and he scrapes along them with his nails.

She doesn't want to, huh... ]

D-don't worry! I'll make you such a slut you'll-- [ dirty talk, dirty talk - ] Not live a half a day day w-without some cum leaking from your bruised up cunt!

Then you shouldn't hold back!

[Because she knows that he is. They've fucked enough times that she's aware of his cock and it's length and how it feels - why does he still baby her after everything their father has put her through? It's almost insulting. Or it would be if she could think while he was banging her and she really can't.]

Fuck, I - [It's so easy to run her mouth at any point of her life but this one. Goddammit.] You're gonna keep me stuffed all day, then?

All day. [ He promises that, though he knows it isn't even at ll true.

... Hold back, huh.

He frowns only briefly, but Yamato swallows and grins wide as he braces hard on her hips, as he yanks on her and thrusts forward at the same time, and he forces his cock to go that much further, forces himself to-- no, more like forces her body to accept every last centimeter of his dick up her ass even if he needs to force it. He was worried bout it being too rough with her... but maybe that was wrong. In fact, he laughs a little ]

And if you're too- too much for me in the end, I can delegate some help!

[Half the appeal of dirty talk is the fantasy of it, the fact that a lot of it isn't ever going to be true, but expressing some little desire for it, even benign, is the fun part. It's what makes it hot.]

Ah! [Holy shit, when he actually pounds right into her it's ... Okay, it hurts. It's so painful she might lose her ability to see for a moment! But immediately after this an unbelievable amount of pleasure, and the knowledge that he's filling her up completely. The satisfaction and purpose that comes with that just can't be beat.]

You're gonna whore me out, too, huh? [She can barely talk, but she pushes herself.] If it makes you happy, I'll do it.

[It's not a compromise. She's literally saying she'd fuck whomever if it pleased him.]

[ It's true, the fantasy of it was the appeal, the ideal. Yamato was forthright, probably to a fault. Both her and Nariko had to be painfully aware of it - even when he did commit to dirty talk (and to come extent, to a limit, it came naturally to him) he did try to keep it to thinks he could or would do, things which were feasible if outlandish. It's a core misunderstanding, probably bore out of their father's penchant for grandiose promises.

It's why he even said that in the first place: some part of him suspected that even with her low stamina, Junko would demand more sex than even he could offer. And so to keep up going at it all day (something he suspected neither of them could afford even on winter break just time wise) he gave an alternative. ... But when she put it like that, Yamato quickly realizes...

... They're talking about fantasy here, right? He hopes? she wouldn't genuinely -- do that. Junko has far too much pride. And so, resolving to do this better, he grunts and, ]

I--- I could make a business out of it! [ ... Where the fuck is he going with this - ] Line up people to fuck the top of the class, sure I'd get more than enough for all of both of our gifts using your well trained cunt!

[ Was that good? Or was that too far? He's glad she can't see his face, because he pales with the anticipation even as his dick goes down to the base again with the next thrust ]

[It's all just fantasy, but there are some facts in this. The fact is that her stamina isn't as bad as it used to be, except in cases like this one where a frightening amount of hormones were at play. The other fact is that of course she'd really do something that dramatic. A lot of her pride had seemed to flit off somewhere, and no one really seemed to miss it, so why should she?

But even though it impresses her that he can manage to say something so filthy and to even deliver it confidently, she knows he probably wouldn't do that.]

Yamato! [He did such a good job that she can't answer him! But her scent might as well be bursting from every corner. She's a panting, rutting mess and barely refraining from all out screams in the middle of a department store.] I - yes! [What's she agreeing to? Who knows. Who cares? This is what she's needed all day.]

[ Pride was not without worth, pride had it's place... But both Yamato and Masaomi did like Junko being the bitch that she was born to be. She could have pride and fulfill that role, or else their mother couldn't exist. But to be that philosophical in this moment...

Yamato couldn't do it. It was his turn to be blinded, his vision distorted by the power and the quantity of her scent. He rakes his hands down her hips, and he doesn't even notice the fact that many people seem to be gathering closer to them, invited in by both of their scents. They might be hidden by the clothing for now, but...

Should he try to silence her, silence himself? ] Y-you would?! [ Wait, this is just fantasy He wouldn't do that. -- .. keep up the act ] Fuck! I'll have-- have to buy you the best gift?

[It's a discussion that someone probably needs to have with her, but now definitely isn't the time. She doesn't realize that there's any sort of gathering either, the whole world is zeroed down to herself and Yamato, and the color of the floor that occasionally floats in and out of her sight.

The best gift, huh? She still doesn't know what she wants.]

All I want is -- you!

[It's kind of a - there's that song! 'All I want for Christmas is you'. Or whatever.

And to think that this is the last thing she says before orgasming - and there's definitely no keeping her quiet, he'd have to stuff her mouth with something to hope to shut her up, and it's another miracle entirely that her legs don't give out entirely. Every possible sensory overload is occurring, she's practically running a river down her legs and there's an endless stream out of noises to go along with the faintly pathetic sound of her clawing at the store's generic carpet.

... Why is his dick so good? Dammit.]

[ All she wants is him...

How does he even react to that? He might want to think harder on that, but it's hard to think on that when he feels her squirting down his thighs and making a mess of everything. Their scent and their sound is amazing, and it's within this moment at the corner of his vision Yamato knows that, yes, someone has started to watch them. It's an older woman looking at them from around the clothing rack. And Yamato pales but he also...

He also feels some sense of pride he can't quite put his finger on. And so he works harder in her ass, moving more and moving with more certainty. He reaches a hand down to smear his hand with her juices and then wipe them onto the top of his dick as he pulls out between thrusts, and smear it on the outer part of her asshole.

Fuck, fuck. ]

[He doesn't have to react to it because this is still just a fantasy, something they're doing to make their already stellar sex life that much better. She still hasn't noticed anyone so she works back on his cock despite the newly formed ache in her hips and lower back without any sense of shame. It feels like her nerves are shaking from the inside out, but she wants him to cum, that's what she's supposed to help with, that's her purpose in this little scenario.

And yet she's the one left wriggling when he actually touches her there. Junko squeaks at it and her head snaps up despite the lack of strength in her arms.]

Yamato! [It almost sounds like she might object to what he's doing but it's also ... Kind of exciting. She wasn't as ridiculously gung ho about doing it this way like their mother, but she wasn't against it, either! But his fingers are a different sensation, unique enough that she flushes an even deeper red than she'd already been sporting.]

[ Mostly, he was wetting his dick. Yamato wasn't necessarily actively trying to finger fuck her. Hopefully she didn't think he did! No, he just wanted to try to lubricate her asshole that much more! Or at least, that was the idea. But when she lifts her head up...

...

There's more than that old woman now. There's now three preteens, there's some older looking pervert. There's more and more people, and yet no one has called mall security. And Yamato, still caught up in this, in fucking her, in this fantasy, in the fact he hasn't cum yet - ...

He- ]

S-say hi, Junko?!

[Knowing that there are so many people watching her is .... It's truly mortifying. Not out of any real sense of shame or whatever but because they just sort of appeared like the children of the fucking corn or something! Mostly she's just afraid of getting in trouble because while the law had a little wiggle room for randy teenagers they were all out fucking in a public space, and Yamato was the only adult between the two of them.]

U-Uhm?

[She doesn't know what to do here so she ducks her head back down into her arms. She still wants him to cum but maybe he should work on that really quickly so they can leave as soon as possible.]

[ Yamato's actually forgotten Junko is not technically an adult. ... He really should be remembering that, shouldn't he? Still. He...

He was turned on, and horrified. and turned on. and both. Still, he just picks up on fucking her up the ass, reaching his hand out and down her body so that he can yank at her hair (his mom likes that a lot, does Junko?) and the other hand goes to put fingers in her mouth to silence any more screams she might have. Still, he continues to ram into her, pushing himself more and more towards orgasm as people gasp and some people might even take pictures. He should stop them, he should say something-

He can't say anything.

Fuck. Okay, just- just cum. ]

[She does like that pull on her hair and she doesn't fight it so much as try to shift her head one way. The idea that someone might be taking pictures of her is absolutely mortifying, and it's less about shame and more about repercussions. She had enough idiots trailing after her at school when she was riled up, if some asshole took pictures and they ended up getting passed around it just - She'd be doomed. So completely doomed, whereas Yamato just gets to be the guy that's banging her.

But she's not going to demand that he stop. Yamato still needs to cum and she tries to work back on his length, though her eyes are shut tight even while she moans around his fingers, all of her noises are sufficiently muffled now, but he's probably going to hear them either way.

Please just cum Yamato.]

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[ Well, honestly, he might get some offers from more slutty girls at school asking him to fuck them if anyone recognized him. Most of the school hasn't caught on that he was hot under all his slouching an awkward, unlike Junko, whose scent and natural beauty make her an obvious target.

...

But still yeah cumming? He rams her many more times, blinded by the flash of someone's camera phone. And he finally, finally cums, giving one last hard, hard thrust into her and filling her ass with his sticky cum, which'll no doubt remain somewhat lodged in there. He bites his lip to hold back on a loud moan as he does, being reduced to panting in the aftermath. He's a little concerned in the back of his mind he didn't make her cum twice. But. getting out of here is more important. and the rest of the gifts and dinner, probably, but ]

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['Natural beauty' if he ever told her that line when they weren't having sex she'd smack him. Boys their age were hormone riddled hound dogs. They smelled something they wanted and came after it, it was that simple.

But he does cum and she's genuinely grateful for that because it means he's at least found some amount of pleasure, and she's done right as his (admittedly temporary) slut. She'll have to deal with the presence of his cum, sure, but right now she focuses on the way he sounds, the fact that the air around them flattens out just enough.

She's breathing heavily, trying to put some composure and focus together.

They need to leave but, frankly, she's not going to be able to get up and move without a little help on his end.]

[ Okay so ... get up. they need to get up and they need to get their bags and then just go. And maybe get a gift for Koji and Nariko. Also shut up Junko you are so beautiful.

Still...

Get up.

He groans, and he pulls his fingers out from her mouth and from her hair. He pulls back, and slowly makes to pull his cock out of her ass, eliciting one or two gasps from the audience at just how big it is and that Junko was taking it all. And then, finally, he slowly gets up to his feet, trying to pull her up as well. He'll fix his pants after that. and then detail with the fact some of the crowd are closing in on them either to fuck them or arrest them or something ]

[She inhales a little sharply and then whimpers when he pulls out of her. With Yamato it always feels like she's somehow lost a part of herself when he's gone, and with good reason. Junko half collapses on the floor but when he pulls at her she finds some amount of strength to wobble onto her legs. She spares one glance at the crowd they've seemed to amass, and immediately regrets it.

Thankfully it only takes one dutiful scoop to get the bags and then she turns to Yamato and where are her panties? Did they fall off of her? They probably did, and she doesn't care.]

Let's go. [If he needs it then she'll help with his pants and instinctively stick closer to him, though whether it's to try and protect him (hah) from getting jumped or shield herself is entirely up for debate.]

[ Probably both. Still, Yamato is a little bit regretful that she picked up more of the bags than he did. He'll have to collect more of them when they start to run or at least power walk out of here. Her panties are lost, but he at least gets his pants up, holding them with one hand while the other wraps around her and holds the heaviest of he bags and/or the one she didn't get.

Should they just leave this store, or the mall entirely. Either way, they need to get out of this store, and he hurries to get them going to do that ]

Can you walk okay?

[ He was still all but running with her anyway ]

[Once they get out of the store they'll be subjected to the crowds again, the lingering scents of other people both vaguely turned on or not, so they're likely to be much safer in a crowd now that she's got herself under control. Her legs just hurt and she has to push herself to move as quickly as Yamato can.]

I'll survive. [Her ass really hurts but she doesn't whine, okay.] Let's go get Koji's present.

[They still need to finish shopping. If it wasn't Christmas Eve they'd have room to go home now, but he can't just not have stuff to give everyone. Once they finish with their brother there's just both parents, and neither of those instances should take very long.]

[ Koji's... ]

Fuck, good thing we did that, then! I -- I mean, horny geeks, right?

[ shut up Yamato, you're a geek. but he tries to be reassuring anyway as they now move towards the gamestop, him trying to get his belt buckle secured on the fly so he can pick up more of the bags in her hands. ]

[She answers him by literally shoving her hand in his face, it's her weird way of kind of playfully knocking at him because, wow, that was a bad joke. She looks around and finds the little lounge space, one of those kinds that is often left in the middle of a huge mall so people can take a break.] We're almost done, we can stop for a second.

[So deal with your fly, Yamato, while she straightens out your shirt a little, and then tries to fix her hair. It only just barely helps her get rid of the freshly fucked look, but something is better than nothing.]

... I can't believe we did that. They were - watching! [A part of her wanted to ask why but that would be a stupid question, so.]

[ . . . He - ] I know, I know! Sorry!

[ He's apparently still quick to apologize. Even as he's fixing his fly and trying to get his pants on right and fixing his shirt... He doesn't bother with his hair, but he does look apologetic at her. Even if that joke did go over okay and that sounded right. ... He should get her bags ]

That's not what I mean it wasn't. That bad. [Not entirely. She's have liked it better if someone hadn't had a phone or whatever.] Besides, I'm the one that got all excited, it was my fault.

[Junko's still holding everything so if he wants to take the bags from her then he'll have to initiate it on his own since she doesn't see anything wrong with holding them.]

And you were really good at dirty talk.

Thanks, I've... been trying and all, you know?

[ He says this a little sheepishly. And he finally reaches out to tug on the bags. He doesn't focus on the idea of it being her fault or it not being bad beyond reassuring smile, and takes the bags in hand for her. Or at least, intends to ]

Go splitzies on a wii u with me?

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You know I like these two not being mates but I still want them to form a new pack or someshit yknow

It would be both fun and torturous for her tbh

Well I mean down the line but still. also her finding her mate would be fun

it would at least get her to stop angsting so much which might be another plus

or she can angst about them being a douche or her still loving Yamato near as much or w/e

lmao no she needs some perfect mix of Koji and Yamato and then everything would be rainbows

like in what way, considerate but forceful, or ...?