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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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[ And really, he doesn't want her to. Largely because if she was like this with other people he himself would get to fuck her less! And that would be a travesty, because of how good this feels. Still, Koji...! ... Well, he should really be taking into account getting wetter or training out the ass before he does this, but at least he did slide his cock up against the lips of her vulva. And with that combination of fluids on him, a grunt, and some determination, he starts to slide into her ass ]

Well, you should be! Because I want you to be a good one too!

[If nothing else he'll probably be wet enough so that she doesn't experience any unbearable pain, but! Well, this'll be a learning experience if nothing else, right?]

I think it's - it'll be easy to learn and get better if it's with you.

[She winces a little at the weird pressure and immediately tenses, but she's not supposed to do that, or else he can't get it in right. So she breathes, inhales as much of his scent as she can, and lets herself fall into that. It's incredibly easy, like allowing herself to become drunk in seconds. Her body relaxes all over and she doesn't feel much of anything but an immediate warmth for Koji, and a need for his cock in any manner she can have it.

Bless hormones, really. ]

[ And he has trouble forcing himself into her at first. But then he manages to brace himself, he feels her relax, and he inhales much more of her scent. And with that inhaled, he makes to rock his hips into her more, trying to shove his dick in her. Okay. Just keep going there. He breathes a little heavily now, trying to push himself in to the base, or at least as far as he can. And once there, he'll start to thrust pulling his hips back to get back to moving.

He wants to do this with her. and - ]

Yeah, probably. I am pretty awesome.

[ what a shit ]

Koji! [This was a lot easier to handle when she was drunk! The pressure is unsettling and mostly new, and if it wasn't for Koji's scent she might not have been able to handle it. But she forces herself to breathe in and out, letting most of her weight fall on her chest and the counter underneath it.]

Ah, Koji? So does that mean ... [She almost gets the sense that this isn't something she should ask, but it won't quite leave her head.] That means I shouldn't try this with Yamato, right?

[Because that is his brother. Is there a rule against that? And he's not as cute as Koji, that's just the truth, but ...]

[ The young man's first instinct is to say yes. Because Yamato's taken his mom from him and Junko clearly favors him over the younger brother, if she can be said to favor anything these days. It's part of why he's gone out of his way to nail the blonde. But at the same time... while the jealousy does come into his voice, as well as wondering what even brought that up to her- ]

As if he -- could even pull this off in the first place.

[ He huffs, now beginning to thrust in earnest. He's not sure if this conversation will continue or not, but given how most of this has gone with her so far... well, it might ]

[Junko favors anyone who'll bang her when she's on the edge of losing her goddamn mind, so maybe she shouldn't be judged. But in the moment that's solely between the two of them she kind of lives for that hint of jealousy, it excites her a little more, makes it easier to adjust to his presence in her body.]

Ah, that's - that's an important point, isn't it. [It's an incredibly important point.]

So it's a good thing I don't - I don't really want to go near him, then!

[Veronica can be a little shit too, sometimes.]

What, are you saying he's not hot enough for you?

[ . . . He does feel the joy sweep through him though, that Yamato won't get his paws on her. He's not sure when he got so competitive with his older brother, but he definitely feels it now when the seventeen year old girl is telling him that she would - ... not do it? He groans, and he slaps the sides of her ass, grinning in spite of him. The hint of jealous soars into a roar of vindication, and his fervor is renewed.

And yet, his words... was he looking for more, or defending his brother a bit? He's not sure ]

[She's not sure either but she doesn't have a brother to be concerned with so she just doesn't focus on it the way he does. But what, exactly, had she wanted from doing that? To be a little cheeky, sure, but it was also]

I'm saying I wouldn't want to be with anyone else anyway!

[... Yeah, that's probably what it is, but it's as embarrassing as it is exciting to say.]

I just don't think anyone can be better.

[She doesn't really want to imagine being able to do this to her, make her tremble and ache shamelessly, without any regard for anything but Koji.] I just ... [She's losing her ability to talk.]

[ Wouldn't want to be with anyone else? No one can do better. A part of him knows that she's just talking to boost his ego, speaking out of her hormones. In truth, she would probably, definitely find other partners. But a part of him soared with that declaration, finally understanding for the first time why his parents had only needed each other for years and years. It was something which always baffled him, even if he accepted it as fact and was distraught when he briefly thought he broke it up.

Because they must've felt something like this.

He'd never get tired of her. And he groaned, leaning over her (and thus making his toes leave the ground a little with the upper end of his thrusts) and- ]

Just what?!

[But that's the thing! She isn't doing it for his sake! It's how she feels about him, it's the result of what he's doing for and to her. But ultimately she's been raised in a pack setting to, and the idea of limiting herself to one person is strange, but then the idea of being with people that aren't Koji is kind of weird too.]

I don't want to be with anyone else.

[God, she's gonna cum. She's going to be the kind of girl who cums from being fucked up the ass. What a time to be alive.]

[ . . . She's just- ]

Fuck, Veronica!

[ Would that he could be more eloquent, but that's impossible right now. Her ass is so tight, he words are so hot, the feeling of them being together is pushing him further and further towards cumming himself. There's no way to last now, and he doesn't particularly want to last now. He just wants... he wants to cum in her. And on her. And everywhere else. He wants to make her smell like her, and he wants to knock her up.

Wait what?

Whatever, he wants to fuck her, that's the point. He digs his nails into her sides, running the length of her tattoo. He groans as he gets closer to the end. But hei s a Gentleman, so - ]

In or out of you?!

[ Was that even coherent? Still. He should have said gonna cum or something ]

[Maybe it's the way he says her name or a particular thrust into her body, or its his voice and his scent or just everything. Everything that is Koji and everything that forces her to admit that she only told him the truth. It was embarrassing and weird, but it was also freeing and so right. So right that she can only hope to give him one answer.]

I-Inside!

[Who knows if he's coherent because the one word she has to say comes out in three jagged fragments.

She practically falls apart when he scratches up her tattoo, there's a particular wetness, the sense of vibrating endlessly and it's that he - it's that she's squirting for the first time in her life but she doesn't quite know that or even understand it, but goddamn is it mind breaking. At some point or another she's graduated into all out pleasured screams. It's not going to end anytime soon and even when she does begin to catch her breathe she's still a damn wreck, flushed red against the counter.

... The cake has remained unscathed, somehow.]

[ Then inside it shall be. He himself wasn't sure which he would prefer, but he was far, far past the point of using some part of his brain to process that. He only knows that he wants to cum, and he's only distantly aware of the wet, warm gushing that comes out onto his thighs and will no doubt be dribbling down his legs. He knows only that he too is shouting, saying something which might have been a curse or might have been her name, but he just wants to drill in his cock-

For this moment. For when he shoots everything he has up into her, his feet full up off the ground as he puts the pressure of his whole body onto her so he can angle himself in great as his muscles tense. It's a lot of weight on her but fortunately he's a small boy. His hands, by now, have braced themselves on her own arms and he -

He loves this feeling, it's so - he's not even sure what thoughts are anymore. The poor cakes. ]

[It's like Heaven. If she had to attribute a feeling to this sensation then it's obviously heaven, it can't be called anything else. If she's supposed to feel uncomfortable then it just doesn't register in her at all. She just knows he's inside of her, and that whatever is going on between them isn't wrong, that he doesn't feel a need to object to how strongly she seems to feel about him.

It's perfect this way, and she hates that it begins to wear off slowly, that her bliss is temporary.]

Koji ...

[She needs a little break here, just a small one before her energy bounces back in full swing.]

[ The fact he didn't remove his shirt and only really pulled down his pants has made him very sweaty in the course of this. The fact they're sharing body heat and therefore some of her sweat too, probably, helps things. He's panting on her, cock still buried in her ass, basking in this for many long seconds, almost a minute. But then he hears his name... and it feels more hot and a little uncomfortable than just hot and perfect.

So he groans and slides off her, to brace himself back on his feet. Pulling out of her ass wordlessly, assuming it was a hint to get off her. ... Wow that's his cum leaking slowly out of her butt. Amazing ]

Don't! [Even though it's understandably uncomfortable to be shoved together like this, all hot and sweat-soaked, she wasn't ready to deal with the weird sensation of being left empty again. Words can't quite describe what it's like to feel hollowed out when she hadn't been overtly aware of the space to begin with.

... And it's definitely leaking out of her, but she doesn't have the energy to care about that, she's more curious about the utter wetness between her own legs.]

It's a really good thing I finished it first.

[The cake.]

That was a lot of weight on you.

[ But she had yelled out don't. Did she want him to go back in? But she herself had said that she needed to rest from it all. And really he... well, his dick feels cold right now, like it needs to be further nurtured with her warmth. He grunts, getting his footing and trying to not be lame.

... It was a good thing she finished the cake ]

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It wasn't that bad.

[It would have gotten worse with time, sure, because Koji wasn't huge or anything but he wasn't minuscule either, and Veronica herself wasn't particularly strong. Still, she'd have taken that over feeling ... Left behind. She tries to shift back and put her weight on her feet to stand upright.]

How long do we have until dinner?

[ Glance at the clock and... ]

Two hours. Well, two hours and five minutes.

[ They were always a little past the appointed time. Given the time, it was actually more like two hours and thirteen minutes, but the spare eight minutes can be unaccounted for in this little joke. He considers if he should put his pants back on. Maybe? But maybe he would just take them off again. He looks over at her as she's standing, naked apron and all ]

[That's a decent amount of time, so!]

Can we go to your room?

[Or somewhere that isn't the kitchen. She's done cooking and, sure, she should clean up after herself too but that doesn't feel as important as being with him. A bed is going to do them a lot more good than the counter or the floor.]

[ To his... room.

... Is his room even remotely clean enough to be presentable? His cheeks color at the thought, but he shakes his head and nods. He still wants that lava cake, dammit! But he wants to spend time with her more than that. So he leans on the counter, wondering if she'll collect her clothes or just go up like that - or both - and he gestures, ]

Yeah, let's go.

[He'd better hope it is because otherwise she'll start cleaning!

Seriously, though, she does get her neatly folded clothes, and thinks nothing of being seen more than half naked by anyone else. She doesn't have anything to be ashamed of and almost everyone in the house seemed pretty busy. Smiling, she follows him obediently, taking note of where his room is in relation to her own - they're pretty far apart, and she can't help frowning a little at that.

Whatever, though, what's your room like, Koji!]

[ It's got clothes all over the floor to begin with. Koji was the type who just rolled his clothes off his back and tossed them to the floor when he was done with them, or when he was changing after he got home from practice or a game. The result is that the room smells of teenage boy sweat. Other than that, it's styled with a black finish on most things in the room, a small desk in one corner which looks like it's basically never been used except to stack some papers, folders, and a few trophies on. The wardrobe has a few more trophies as well as one framed photograph of him and the rest of the family a few years ago. His bed's only a double, given his size (it could be a single, honestly, but it somehow got insisted he should have a bigger one) and the walls have a handful of posters associated with either soccer heroes or the most recent Call of Duty.

Also there might be a few empty energy drink cans which he missed tossing basketball style into the trash bin along it's edge.

Honestly, while he did walk with confidence towards this room, once they are actually at and then in it, he can't help but frown a bit. Perhaps to combat that, he sarcastically comments, ]

Ta-dah.

[... This is definitely a boys room. From everything that's on the walls to the fact that there are cans and clothes on the floor. She has to physically restrain herself from going and picking things up because that'd probably weird and he might feel a little insulted, even if it's not what she means to do. Don't pick things up Veronica, do not clean up after this guy that just banged your senses out like no one else ever has. It's not a good look.

So she sits on his bed after undoing the back of the apron so that it can come off. She folds that too, puts it on top of her pile of clothes, and sets them on the floor.]

It suits you. [But it could still be cleaner.]

[ Making her totally naked.

...

He doesn't know what he should do now. Should he clean this up a little? He should clean this up a little. Flustered, hands in his pockets, he closes the door behind him and looks over at her, allowing his embarrassment and everything else in the moment to get lost via staring at her tits. That's just a better way to handle it ]

Well, yeah.

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