[Detective Conan Fanfiction: The Behind-the-Scenes Story of Professor Agasa] (8)

A few preambles before the story: I started writing this series several years ago, and when I stopped
, this particular installment was already nearly halfway done. Later, life got busy, and I gradually thought I'd
never finish it. Until recently, after reading wolui's *Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty* fanfiction, I was moved: *Twin Dragons of
the Tang Dynasty* is also one of my favorite works. wolui's fanfiction is over thirty chapters long, involving so many female characters,
each brilliantly portrayed, and maintaining a very high standard until the very end. Looking back at
the outline I wrote for this series, I felt a renewed desire to start writing. Recently, I seem to have some
space in my life to write, so I decided to finish this installment of the fanfiction. Of course, my skill level is far inferior to Wolui's. I've been involved in
the Longkong Mountain fandom myself, so why am I so much worse than others? It's unsolvable.
When I initially designed the outline, I only prepared nine episodes. The remaining episode already has an outline, basically connecting
most of the female characters I remember, but it won't delve into the specific plot of the original work.
There are too many female characters in the Conan anime, and it airs for a long time; frankly, I haven't watched it for many years. Therefore,
female characters from the later stages of the series won't appear. Of course, this is just a plan; whether I can actually finish it depends on
whether real life allows it.
The first few volumes of this book should be available in the previous posts:
Volume 1: Ayumi Yoshida's Naiveté Case (The Fourteenth Target, The Detective Team's Great Chase) Volume
2: Ai Haibara's Dark Secret (The Woman from the Black Organization, The University Professor's Murder Case)
Volume 3: Miwako Sato's Accidental Mistake (The Metropolitan Police Department's Detective Love Story 2)
Volume 4: Sonoko Suzuki's Reckless Price (The Mystery in the Net)
Volume 5: Yukiko Kudo's Special Request (The Secret of the Tokyo Phenomenon Institute)
Volume 6: Jodie-sensei's Special Home Visit (Searching for the Mark on the Buttocks)
Volume 7: Eri Kisaki's Final Decision (The Assassin in the Eyes, The Silver-Winged Magician)
Thank you.
* * * * *
"It's Ai, is Professor Agasa home?" A gentle and sweet voice rang out at my door.
"It's Ran-neechan. Dr. Agasa and Conan went out together. Ran-neechan, is there something you need from them? Would you like
to come in and sit down?" A soft, gentle voice responded.
When Ran's voice came, I, whom Ai had mentioned going out, froze, almost unable to
move. Of course, only a small part of this was because I was frightened by Ran's voice, afraid that she would discover
what I was doing. The other large part was because the limbs of the person beneath me were tightly gripped like a spider,
making it impossible for me to move.
It was so tight; not only was my body tightly bound, but even my penis was clamped
down by the suddenly taut flesh walls, making even the slightest thrust incredibly difficult.
I looked down at the naked, mature beauty beneath me. Her once high and neatly styled hair was now
somewhat disheveled from the vigorous movement, several strands soaked with sweat and clinging to her flushed cheeks and neck. Her previously dazed
eyes seemed to have cleared somewhat, looking at me with a mixture of shame and pleading, as if hoping I would stop my
continued thrusting.
Of course, I couldn't stop. Although the high sofa back was the only
obstacle preventing Ran Mouri from seeing me brutally fucking her mother, Eri Kisaki, on the carpet, there was still a long
distance between there and the door. As long as the noise wasn't too loud, Ran Mouri wouldn't know that her respected and beloved mother was inside,
naked, legs spread, being fucked to multiple orgasms. Ran
Mouri was still talking to Ai at the door, while my hands were forcefully grabbing Eri Kisaki's surging, magnificent breasts.
I could touch them countless times and never get tired of them. Her huge breasts, which my palms couldn't completely cover, were like huge,
white dough balls that I could knead at will, but their amazing elasticity always allowed them to return to their original shape after my fingers slipped away
.
What tormented Eri even more was my large, hard penis, still throbbing vigorously beneath her tight grip.
The intense friction between my hot, thick penis and her wet, flower-like walls sent
waves of pleasure through her, pushing her desire to its peak. She longed to scream out loud, but the reality of her daughter talking to someone just a dozen steps away
prevented her from uttering a sound.
This struggle to suppress the ever-increasing waves of pleasure, this reluctance to fully release her desire, had exhausted
all her energy. The shame of being violated by another man in front of her daughter,
intertwined with the sensation of being gradually pushed to her climax by my penis, caused two clear tears to uncontrollably stream down Eri's
flushed cheeks. To prevent herself from making a sound in the heat of excitement, Eri
bit down hard on my shoulder and wouldn't let go.
"Ouch..." A sharp pain shot through my shoulder; Eri was incredibly strong, and I almost cried
out. Luckily, the bite stopped my urge to ejaculate. In retaliation, I
thrust my hips back and forth forcefully, pounding deeply several times. Eri's eyes widened suddenly, her body stiffening;
even her bright red fingernails dug deep into my back.
"I'll come again another day, Ai."
"Goodbye, Ran-neechan."
Finally, their farewells came from the doorway. The door closed, and then Ai's footsteps approached the room,
disappearing down the stairs leading to the underground laboratory. Finally, the door to the basement also closed.
Now, only Eri and I, naked and intertwined behind the sofa, remained in the living room. I could clearly feel
Eri's relief. To ensure her righteous lawyer's instincts kicked in, I
usually avoided Ai when I was with her, and I didn't let her know about my relationship with Ai. Ai, in turn, cooperated by
avoiding Eri at home.
The moment I felt Eri finally loosen her grip on me, I mustered my remaining strength and began thrusting in and
out with great force, almost pulling my entire penis out each time before forcefully plunging it back in. Eri, seemingly
having exhausted all her energy from her earlier restraint, was now powerless to resist. Under my vigorous thrusting, she immediately reached an unprecedented
climax, wave after wave.
"Ah...ah...I...ah, I'm here..." Eri's body slumped like a puddle of mud, allowing
me to violate her. Tears and saliva streamed uncontrollably down her face. Her mouth was wide open, uttering incoherent words. Her vaginal
walls, however, tensed and relaxed, and streams of hot fluid flowed from her flower path, soaking my thrusting penis
. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer, pushing as deep as I could, and with a final release, I ejaculated with all my might.
"You're such a bad guy. You wouldn't stop even when my daughter Ran was here, and we almost got caught.
And Ai is home, didn't you say she went out?" Eri lay on the carpet,
panting heavily, and complained to me in her slightly hoarse voice. However, her languid, utterly satisfied expression
and her alluring, almost seductive eyes stirred a flicker of desire within me.
"I didn't expect Ai to still be studying in the lab; I thought she'd gone out to play. Ran's visit was also
unexpected; she usually calls," I
patiently explained, while fondling Eri's ample breasts that swayed with her breath. Eri's reaction when Ran arrived was incredibly stimulating; I wished it
could happen again sometime.
"We absolutely can't let Ran find out about us. She's always wanted me to move back in, and
she'll be heartbroken if she finds out."
"Don't worry, Eri, I understand." Eri, you're actually worried that Ran will find out that her mother
is such a slut who craves men. After being drugged and raped on the plane, she couldn't suppress her
pent-up desires anymore, and now she often comes to me, this fat, bald old
man, begging to be raped. She seems to particularly enjoy being roughly fucked while I verbally humiliate her , easily reaching multiple orgasms. I wonder if Ran has inherited your strong sex drive and 　　slight sadomasochistic tendencies,
Eri . 　　 I found my thoughts, like a wild horse, uncontrollably drawn to Ran Mouri. I 　　've known Ran for over ten years, watching her grow from an innocent and adorable little girl into a 　　beautiful and graceful young woman. Come to think of it, why didn't I discover Ran's sexy side sooner? When she was little, I even 　　gently touched her body. 　　 That was almost ten years ago. Back then, Shinichi Kudo and Ran Mouri were still elementary school students, 　　already inseparable. Shinichi's parents hadn't yet started their world tour, and Ran's 　　parents weren't separated. That day, Shinichi suddenly came to me, hoping I would take him for a drive. 　　 It turned out that Shinichi and Ran had encountered a masked stranger in the elementary school library the night before. The masked 　　stranger left Shinichi a encrypted text message, instructing him to solve the mystery the next day. 　　 Back then, I wasn't bald yet, and I wasn't as overweight as I am now, but my relationship with Shinichi was already very close 　　. I drove Shinichi and Ran around, following the clues Shinichi found. 　　 That day, Ran wore a beautiful dress especially for Shinichi, but Shinichi, just like now, 　　put everything else aside when there was a case, only caring about himself and running around, completely oblivious to whether Ran was 　　even there. 　　 At first, Ran could keep up with Shinichi's pace, but after a while, she was left 　　behind, panting. Watching Ran's two fair legs chase after Shinichi but always fall behind, I felt a pang of 　　pity. Finally, when Shinichi charged ahead again without a care, I scooped Ran up in my arms, letting 　　her sit on my elbow, and followed behind him. 　　 Ran was wearing a beautiful gauze dress, revealing her slender, fair legs. Her smooth skin pressed against my 　　arm, and I couldn't help but hold her tightly, my forearm passing between her legs so she straddled my 　　arm. 　　 As I ran, Ran swayed back and forth on my arm. Through the thin 　　cotton fabric, I could clearly feel Ran's soft vulva rubbing against my arm. 　　 "Hehe..." Seemingly tickled by the hair on my arm, Ran Mouri giggled shyly, 　　wriggling her soft, fragrant little body in my arms, rubbing against me all over. 　　 "Don't move around, Ran, be careful not to fall." I used my free hand to help Ran 　　, touching her small, pink body, pinching her soft waist and kneading 　　her still-developing, tofu-like breasts. 　　 Looking back, I was so innocent. Touching young Ran's entire body was enough to 　　satisfy me; I didn't have the same anxieties I have now. I never imagined making Ran 　　release my desires with her mouth and thighs, like I did with Ayumi and Ai. 　　 Eri finally recovered a little from her climax. Because she had a client to meet, she quickly changed into a suit and 　　left. Watching Eri's slightly unsteady gait and the swaying of her plump hips, I couldn't help but fantasize 　　about Eri and Ran together in bed, mother and daughter, being manipulated by me. Just thinking about it was exciting. 　　 But before that, I had to solve a problem. Ran Mouri's arrival was truly unexpected. If 　　Ai Haibara hadn't intervened in time, there's a high chance Ran would have discovered my affair with Eri Kisaki. 　　Thinking back to the other women I've slept with, it seems they were all surrounded by people from the law enforcement industry—detectives 　　, police officers, FBI agents, and the like. If my secrets were to leak even a little, 　　I'd likely face a long prison sentence. Therefore, I can no longer allow such unexpected encounters 　　to happen. From now on, whenever these law enforcement personnel approach within a two-mile radius of me, I will have a firm grasp of 　　their movements. 　　 The method was quite simple. Through Sonoko, Miwako Sato, and Eri Kisaki, I 　　gave various inconspicuous little gifts, such as keychains—small 　　items that people usually carry around—to people they knew in the legal and police fields. These gifts naturally contained specially designed satellite positioning chips— 　　super-energy-efficient, US military-grade chips that weren't available on the market. I went to great lengths to find out about them online from someone in the Western scientific community.

I got it from a friend at a tech research institute.
From then on, whenever a police officer or detective I knew approached me, the monitoring panel in my hand
would display their presence, just like the detective glasses I invented, but much more durable and maintenance-free.
* * * * *
A few days later, I, the Junior Detective Club, the children, Kogoro Mouri, Ran Mouri, and Sonoko Suzuki
, boarded a plane bound for Kumamoto Prefecture.
The trip was prompted by the Junior Detective Club's children winning a spot in the Kumamoto Prefecture's youth tennis team
tournament, and this was the trip to participate. Upon hearing this news, Sonoko Suzuki had a sudden
inspiration and decided to sponsor the children's competition, thus covering everyone's airfare and accommodation costs. Originally,
neither Ai Haibara nor I had planned to come together, but last week, our
project analyzing the Black Organization's poisons made an unexpected breakthrough—we successfully developed a drug targeting brain memory
.
So, I decided to celebrate this trip to Kumamoto and persuaded Ai to come along. Ai reluctantly
agreed, but she still brought a sample of the drug with her, intending to conduct further analysis during the trip
.
Kumamoto Prefecture was indeed beautiful, but unfortunately, the children had no interest in sightseeing. Under Mitsuki Tsuburaya's guidance
, the children immediately began their enthusiastic pre-competition training. The rest of us were a bit bored.
Ai Haibara and I watched the children's pre-match training while doing some simple
analysis on the drugs we had just developed. Kogoro Mouri had naturally disappeared early in the morning into a small tavern in Kumamoto Prefecture, while Ran Mouri and Sonoko
Suzuki went sightseeing in various places in Kumamoto.
In the afternoon, when I accompanied the children to the competition venue to prepare for the preliminary rounds, Kogoro Mouri and
the two girls had not yet returned. There were already quite a few people waiting for the competition to begin in the stands, so it wasn't a good time to continue
the drug analysis. I casually put the drugs in my pocket, while Ai idly flipped through a magazine.
At that moment, my phone suddenly rang. It was Sonoko. However, she sounded
extremely anxious and tense on the phone . It took us a while to understand what Sonoko wanted to say; it turned out Ran Mouri was missing
. The story was this: Ran and Sonoko found a cell phone. While waiting for the owner, Sonoko
went to the restroom. When she returned, she found Ran gone, and there were signs of struggle at the scene.
Had Ran been kidnapped? Conan panicked immediately. After calling Kogoro, Conan went to
meet him so they could go to the police station to report the incident.
"What should we do?" Ai looked at me calmly.
"You stay here and keep an eye on the kids practicing, don't let them get distracted. I'll go help look for Ran."
Generally speaking, if even Conan and the police can't find someone for the time being, I'm not
any better than them. However, I do have something to rely on. A while ago, I gave Ran a cute
cell phone charm with a tiny tracking chip inside, powered by solar energy. So, as long as
Ran is within 50 kilometers of me, and not underground or in a mountain, I can track
her location.
However, I haven't told anyone this information. After all, no one wants to have
their location secretly monitored and exposed.
As soon as I left the tennis court, I used my handheld device to display Lan's exact location; a dot of light
flickered at the edge of the screen. I hailed a taxi and followed the directions until we were about
a block away from the dot before being let out. The remaining short distance was less conspicuous and easier to walk.
This was a rather desolate suburb; rows of low houses were backed by vast stretches of wasteland overgrown with
weeds. There were few people on the streets, and many houses had clearly been vacant for a long time. Perhaps only places like this
were suitable for kidnappers to hide hostages.
This must be where Ran Mouri is being held. I looked around to make sure no one was there, then slipped to
the side of the room and approached a slightly ajar window. The angle was good; you couldn't see inside, and
passersby on the street were unlikely to notice me. After confirming it was safe, I cautiously
peered through the window. The first thing I saw made my head spin, and I froze,
unable to look away.
Two sturdy ropes hung from the ceiling in the middle of the room. Ran Mouri's arms were outstretched,
her wrists firmly bound by these ropes, suspending her in the center of the room. Her feet could barely touch the ground. Most importantly,
Ran was completely naked, her clothes scattered haphazardly on the floor around her. From my perspective,
a naked man with his back to me was pressed tightly against Ran Mouri's naked body.
Judging from the way his buttocks were throbbing, Ran was being brutally fucked by the man who had kidnapped her.
"Damn, this is so fucking good. I never thought that in order to find that lost phone, we'd be lucky enough to fuck
such a beautiful, top-quality chick," the naked man said smugly as he swayed his hips back and forth.
"That's right. If our operation really succeeds this time, we might never have the chance to touch a woman again
. Now that we have a woman to do whatever we want with, it must be God's instruction." Another naked man
appeared in the house, walked behind Lan, reached out and grabbed Lan's round and perky white breasts, and
squeezed them hard.
"This girl should be a high school student, how come her figure is so well-developed? Tsk tsk, look at those
big, bouncy breasts. Do you think she does a lot of compensated dating and her body has matured?"
Ran Mouri's figure was certainly not bad. I listened from outside and thought to myself, "It's genetics, I guess.
Just think of Eri Kisaki's full and large breasts, and you can guess that Ran Mouri's breasts are definitely
very full and magnificent among her peers.
" "Who knows, I think this girl is from Tokyo. I heard that the female students there are all very slutty, all whores
." The man who was manipulating Ran Mouri casually chimed in.
Ah, that makes some sense about Sonoko. Few people can imagine the Suzuki family's heiress
looking so unsatisfied under a man's body. But Ran usually maintains a pure and conservative image. Even in their private conversations, Sonoko rarely touches on sex. Sonoko says Ran 　　blushes at
the mere mention of sexual words . It seems Ran protects her body well, probably 　　saving it for her beloved Shinichi when he returns. 　　 But now, Ran's fair and youthful body is being wantonly violated by two strange men 　　. Her head is lowered, her face obscured by long black hair, making her expression unreadable. However, she 　　seems unconscious. Could she have been drugged with rape drugs by her kidnappers? Her firm, 　　high breasts were grasped and kneaded by the rough fingers of a strange man; Shinichi Kudo probably 　　had never even touched them before. 　　 Ran Mouri's firm, smooth thighs, despite years of karate training, showed no signs of thickening; 　　they must have felt incredibly elastic to the touch. Now, her thighs were being forcefully spread apart by the man's hands, 　　and between them, his waist was thrusting back and forth, his penis likely vigorously penetrating 　　Ran's once pristine and tender vagina, reserved only for Shinichi. 　　 Wait, there seem to be some dried white fluid stains below the groin of Ran's thighs; could it be that she's not only been fucked 　　, but has already been penetrated? Could it be that Ran Mouri's virgin body, which she had meticulously prepared for Shinichi for over a decade 　　, was not only used by other men in a single day, but might have already been penetrated by random 　　strangers, and she might even have children with the men who slept with her? 　　 A fire burned within me, and I was filled with 　　jealousy and hatred towards these two kidnappers who had already slept with Ran. After having sex with a beautiful mature woman like Eri Kisaki, and then having several affairs with her later 　　, I had developed an extremely strong possessive desire for her, which also led me to fantasize about Ran Mouri, who inherited Eri's voluptuous and charming body 　　. 　　 Seeing that the two kidnappers were completely focused on raping the unconscious Ran Mouri, I boldly 　　peeked through the crack in the window. I saw that there were no safety locks or bolts in the room, just 　　ordinary spring locks. Then I took out a blowpipe-like object from my pocket; this was my 　　tranquilizer gun, basically the same as Conan's tranquilizer dart watch, except it contained several 　　tranquilizer darts. 　　 At this moment, the man standing in front of Ran Mouri, who was violently thrusting into her lower body like a storm, suddenly let out a low growl . 　　The frequency and amplitude of his hip movements gradually increased, as if the pleasure had reached a certain point and he was about to 　　climax. The other man, with his head buried between Ran's rather high and full breasts 　　, seemed to be making strange, unintelligible noises, clearly extremely excited. 　　 I looked around to make sure no one was watching, picked up the blowpipe, aimed at the man who was playing with Ran's breasts, and pulled the trigger. A 　　silver light silently flew into the room, hitting the man on the back of the neck. At first, the man continued 　　to kiss Ran's white breasts without any reaction. After a while, his movements suddenly stopped, and then he slowly slid to the ground, 　　motionless. The man who was having sex with Ran Mouri was so close to climax that his attention was completely 　　elsewhere. He didn't react at all until my second tranquilizer dart knocked him out. 　　 Having subdued both kidnappers, I quickly went around to the front door, checked that no one was around, took out 　　my master key, fiddled with the lock for a moment, opened the door, slipped inside, and 　　locked the door behind me. I quickly glanced around; the house wasn't large, but because it was sparsely furnished, it felt 　　quite empty. The layout was simple; besides a door leading to a smaller bathroom, there 　　were no other rooms. 　　 In the center of the room hung naked, Ran Mouri's arms outstretched, 　　held in place by two ropes dangling from the ceiling. Her long, black hair, which had previously flowed down her back, now obscured most of her face. Despite being repeatedly 　　violated by her two kidnappers, Ran's body remained limp, held by the ropes, indicating that the effects of the drug she had been given 　　were still wearing off. Beside the two unconscious rapists lay a half-empty bottle, its label 　　indicating it contained common black market rape pills. These pills would render a woman unconscious and helpless, 　　making it difficult for her to recall anything afterward. 　　 Ran's naked body was clearly visible up close, far more clearly than if spied upon from outside the window. Her skin, smooth and supple from years of exercise, 　　was even and incredibly elastic. Most striking were her ample, full breasts, a clear 　　inheritance from Eri Kisaki's large breasts. While they weren't quite as big as her mother's, Ran's slender yet firm waist 　　made the imposing size of her breasts even more striking. Furthermore, Ran was still a high school student, with 　　room for further development. Even after being carelessly and unappreciatively played with by two men, her breasts still 　　stood erect, radiating youthful vitality. 　　 Below, I saw a slender waist and abdomen without an ounce of excess fat, followed by a pair of firm, smooth long legs. 　　Between her legs was a lush, dark shadow, except that her once flawless skin now bore faint bluish 　　bruises and was covered with traces of dried, cloudy semen. Those two bastards, 　　they'd just had their fill of Ran Mouri's body. 　　 Thinking about what I needed to do, time was running out. I walked up to Ran Mouri, casually unzipped the front of my pants 　　, and released my long-suppressed, throbbing, hard penis. I should have cleaned Ran up first 　　, but time was running out. I reached out and parted Ran's fair thighs. As I'd imagined 　　, they were smooth and elastic. My hard penis aimed at the pale pink slit between her thick pubic hair and 　　thrust straight in. 　　 So tight! Ran's newly deflowered vagina was being stretched open little by little by my enormous penis. The narrow 　　walls of her vagina gripped my penis painfully. Luckily, those two guys had already penetrated Ran's vagina, so her 　　flower was wet and slippery, making insertion easier. After squeezing forward for a while, I finally inserted it all the way in.

Feeling the waves of pleasure emanating from the tightly gripped penis, I couldn't help but gasp for breath, even
letting out a few curses I rarely used.
"Damn it, if I had known before that just penetrating you would be enough to make me feel incredibly good, I should have fucked you Ran a long time ago
. All those years were a complete waste."
Looking down, I saw that a small part of my large penis was still sticking out. Oh well, this position makes it difficult to go
any deeper. I don't have much time. I checked the surveillance camera; Conan was slowly approaching. I still
had to clean up the scene. I had to hurry .
One thrust, two thrusts... I fucked Ran hard. Perhaps it was inherited from Eri Kisaki, but there seemed
to be a strong suction in Ran's vagina. Her snow-white body, suspended by the rope, swayed back and forth as my large penis pounded against her. I
held Ran's full buttocks in one hand, gripping her flesh uncontrollably. It must be because of her karate training
; her buttocks were round, plump, and incredibly bouncy. I wanted to hold them forever. Damn it, next time I'll make Ran
bend over so I can fuck her from behind, and I'll give her anus a good pounding.
My other hand unhesitatingly grabbed Ran's firm, large breasts. They were so soft and elastic. I vigorously
kneaded those smooth breasts, watching Ran's ample bosom deform under my fingers, then
return to its astonishingly trembling shape when my fingers slipped away.
"What do you two eat? Your breasts are so full. You'll definitely be an
even sexier little cow than your mother someday." I couldn't help but mutter what was on my mind.
I couldn't take it anymore. I buried my face deep in Ran's chest, biting down on her nipple and
sucking hard. Anyway, the effects of the rape drug hadn't worn off yet, so I didn't have to worry about waking her up.
Looking at Conan's position, he was even closer. I frantically thrust my penis, pounding into Ran
's sweet, wet hole like a sprint, no longer suppressing my pleasure. Almost there, I was about to ejaculate. Just before I couldn't control myself and
ejaculated, I forcefully pulled my large penis out of Ran's body, suppressing the pleasure. I quickly
stroked my penis with one hand while holding the prepared tissues below to catch it... Almost there... Almost there... I came
...
I let out a long breath and relaxed completely. It's a pity there were so many different positions I didn't get to try,
and I so wanted to ejaculate deep inside Ran. However, this time it was too rushed; I couldn't fully enjoy myself
.
Almost an hour later, a small figure cautiously approached the house. I watched Conan enter the house from a hidden
corner in the distance, and soon after, the wailing of police sirens roared in. I mentally reviewed
the cleanup I'd done after having sex with Ran, and it shouldn't be a big problem. Sonoko came with the police; she should be able to cover up any
questions the police might have about whether rape had occurred. Ran took the medication, so she shouldn't experience any unusual sensations in the short term after regaining consciousness
. As for the two guys who raped Ran, under the influence of Ai Haibara's drugs, their minds are temporarily muddled
and their memories are unclear; in the long run, they'll probably become idiots. I just don't want them to confess to the police about raping Ran
. As for the fact that they did it to Ran, I don't really care; in fact, thinking about it gives me
a slightly stimulating pleasure. Do I have a bit of a voyeuristic fetish? I'll have to investigate that a little later.
The subsequent developments were widely reported by the media. The two men and their accomplice were
plotting to assassinate a local politician when Ran overheard them. The two men then kidnapped Ran and, seeing
her beautiful and alluring appearance, couldn't control their desires and raped her. Their accomplice, a tennis player, was about to
carry out the assassination when Conan, who had seen through the plot, intervened in time. Of course, the media focused on the politician assassination
, and Ran's kidnapping was quietly forgotten.
* * * * *
After returning from Kumamoto Prefecture, I noticed that Ran seemed somewhat lost. As a genius inventor, Kogoro
Mouri's family frequently needs me to maintain and upgrade their electronic devices. So, conveniently, I installed
my specially made Trojan program on Ran's phone and computer. Therefore, when I discovered Ran browsing online about
the symptoms girls experience after being drugged and raped, I knew my previous preparations had worked. Ran, as I had planned, began to doubt herself
and become anxious and insecure.
You see, Ran appears kind and gentle to everyone, but she's actually a girl with a strong inner core.
Once she decided that Shinichi Kudo was her true love, she was determined to preserve her whole self for him,
unwavering. Therefore, if she were to discover she had been raped immediately, the blow would be too great, and I wasn't sure
what psychological impact it would have on her. By allowing her to have doubts without concrete evidence, I could potentially
exploit a vulnerability in her mind. As for the hymen examination, years of rigorous karate training often lead to hymen
rupture, so I wasn't worried about that.
Since my setup at the Kumamoto kidnapping scene had worked, I began to implement my plan step by step. Using
a Trojan horse, I learned about the online news and blogs Ran liked to read. Like most Japanese girls, besides
fashion and entertainment, she mainly read discussions about teenage romance. Following the design and writing style of those online news articles, I periodically
forged articles and sent them to Ran's email and the homepage of her e-reader. For example, there are articles like, "
A recent survey by the Ministry of Education shows that 74% of Japanese boys hope their sexual partners have ample sexual experience and can
take the initiative during sex," and "A Harvard University study shows that boys with higher IQs
have higher expectations of their partners' performance during sex."
It's important to understand that most Japanese people blindly believe Western authorities and government data, and Ran Mouri is no exception.
Reading these seemingly authoritative articles every now and then inevitably makes Ran worry whether Shinichi Kudo thinks
about relationships in the same way the articles describe. At this point, most people would waver slightly and would usually seek advice from trusted
friends. For Ran, she only has two close friends with whom she can discuss these issues. "
...
Sonoko, between a naive and innocent girl and a mature and experienced girl,
which do you think boys prefer?"
"That goes without saying, of course it's the mature, glamorous, and experienced one! Oh, Ran, why did you suddenly ask that ?"
"A question? Could it be... you're worried about Shinichi? Hahaha. Don't worry, that blockhead only
cares about cases, he can't tell the difference between these two types of girls. But hey, I'm really worried about your future sex life
. I find it hard to imagine Shinichi taking the initiative in bed. Ran, your Shinichi's future sexual happiness
depends entirely on you. Hahaha!"
Suzuki Sonoko is a little slut herself; as long as you feed her well and give her a little psychological suggestion, you
can basically get her to include what I need in her answer to Ran.
...
"Mom, when you and Dad were together, was it... was it because you lacked experience... that
... that your life wasn't very harmonious?" The conservative Ran finally mustered the courage to ask Eri Kisaki.
"What? That rude, unromantic, and ill-mannered man, how could anyone stay with him? Humph
... But back then, Mom was young and busy studying for her law degree and preparing for the bar exam, so she really didn't have
much experience. She made quite a few jokes when she first got together with your dad."
Getting Eri to admit that her lack of sexual experience back then affected their married life wasn't easy. Although she
might think that deep down she did, I still used some hypnotic techniques.
"...
Dad, between you and Mom... I didn't expect Ran to ask Kogoro Mouri the same question again.
" "Hmph, of course it's her fault. That unromantic, old-fashioned woman, I've had enough of her.
The proprietresses at the taverns outside are so much more considerate and mature." These were Kogoro Mouri's heartfelt words, requiring
no influence or manipulation from me.
...
Ran Mouri's heart wasn't so easily swayed, but it's hard for a person not to be
influenced by their surroundings and external information, especially when their most trusted communication channels are manipulated. Ran's views
slowly began to change, little by little.
But this process was incredibly long, until a case presented me with the opportunity for a complete transformation
.
* * * * *
"Officer Sato, are it true that the two kidnappers suffered head injuries from the explosion and waves, suddenly
collapsed at the police station, and are now in a vegetative state?"
"...Ugh...Ugh...Hmm, hmm...Hmm..."
"Officer Sato, I heard that some of the kidnappers' belongings, including the camera they used to record the treasure, were
lost in the sea when they came up from the water, and even the police divers couldn't find them. Is that
true?"
"Hmm, hmm...Hoo...Ugh, hmm...Gurgle..."
"Hey, Miwako, you're an inspector in the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division, right? Is this how you question taxpayers
? How can you be so unprofessional? I'm going to punish you properly on behalf of the citizens!"
I was a little angry. I pressed down on the head of the woman with short, shiny black hair that was bobbing up and down between my legs , and
with the other hand, I reached behind her slender waist, which was covered by her skirt, and slapped her round, white buttocks hard
. Several slaps later, patches of red appeared on her smooth, white flesh.
"Huff, huff, ah..." Sato Miwako finally raised her head, her red lips releasing my already erect and throbbing penis
. Her large, watery eyes gave me a seductive look.
"You're blaming me? It's all your fault! You called her over during work hours and forced her to lick you the moment she saw you
..." The members of Sato Miwako's personal guard at the Metropolitan Police Department would never have imagined she could be so coquettish.
"Hey, instead of reflecting on your mistakes, you dare to talk back?" I feigned anger, extending my middle finger and pressing it against
her lips, already glistening with lustful fluid, rubbing them forcefully.
"Ah..." A soft tremor escaped Sato Miwako's lips, which had been kneeling between my knees
, and she suddenly went limp, about to fall to one side. However, her arms were already handcuffed to the coffee table leg beside her, so
her entire beautiful body pressed against me.
I pulled her up, withdrawing my middle finger, which was covered in slippery lustful fluid. I held my middle finger up
to Sato Miwako's face and said, "Look how horny you are. You're supposed to be a policewoman in the Metropolitan Police Department, and your pussy is
already this wet during work hours. Do you really want to be fucked that much?"
"Ah, don't say that." Sato Miwako, aroused, had flushed cheeks and misty eyes. Her soft
body rubbed against me, her suit jacket and shirt, already unbuttoned, were wide open in the front, and her bra
was pushed up to her neck, revealing her full, high breasts, which swayed in front of me. With her beautiful breasts in front of me, I
took one of the tender pink nipples into my mouth, licking the already slightly swollen nipple with my tongue while my mouth tried to cover and
suck on the full breast as much as possible.
My large penis, already hard and erect from being sucked by Sato Miwako for so long, was impatiently waiting
. I supported her limp body, placed her on the ground, turned her around, and slapped her round, perky buttocks a few times. Then,
I spread her buttocks apart from behind with both hands, slowly lowering them, pressing my glans against her wet, tender slit. Releasing my grip, I thrust forward
, penetrating deeply into Sato Miwako's red, plump, and moist vagina.
"Ah…" Officer Sato's small mouth opened slightly, her body tensing, her face a mixture of pain and confusion. I
gripped her slender waist tightly and thrust upwards rapidly, watching my thick, dark penis move in and out of her vagina, bringing
out drops of her juices. Sato Miwako's upper body was thrust upwards, her breasts swaying with each thrust, while her snowy buttocks pressed
down to meet my ministrations.
"Hoo, are you enjoying this, Miwako? Who do you think is more skilled, me or Takagi?"
"Ah... Takagi... We haven't... we haven't done it yet! Really!... Ah... um... you're so amazing
... ah!"
"Haven't done it yet? Takagi-kun is really useless. His own girlfriend is so horny she's begging to be fucked by a man, and
he's completely unmoved?"
"It's... it's hitting me again... ah! Ugh... no... don't say that... ah! I like Takagi,
it's just... it's just that after we get married, then... then... ah!"
"Is that so? Well, we're not getting married, so does that mean I can't fuck you like this anymore? I can't let Takagi down."
"Brother Mu." I stopped, pretending to pull out my penis.
"Don't stop, don't stop! Hurry...faster...please move faster!"
"You're the one who begged me, Officer Sato!"
"Um...please, faster, faster...right there, almost there..."
Hearing this, I couldn't control my pleasure either. My penis accelerated its thrusts, making Sato Miwako sway back and forth, her
breasts heaving, her short, shiny black hair flying in the air, her small mouth opening as she cried out wildly. My pleasure grew stronger, and
after dozens of frantic thrusts, finally, the base of my penis pressed firmly against Officer Sato's full, wet, tender
vaginal flesh, and I ejaculated.
Officer Sato suddenly screamed, unable to utter a complete sentence, and
collapsed into my arms, looking dazed.
After a long while, I finally pulled my semi-erect penis out of her body. Sato Miwako
lay sprawled on the sofa, her full labia surrounded by sparse, glossy black pubic hair. Her plump, moist vulva was parted, and
a trickle of white fluid slowly flowed from it.
Her phone suddenly buzzed and flashed; someone must be texting. Officer Sato lazily picked up
her phone, glanced at it, and then frantically grabbed her clothes and pulled them on.
"Oh no, there's an urgent case, they need me to go to the scene immediately. It's all because of you, you lecherous old man,
you always fuck people until they're half-dead, and you shoot so much bad stuff inside them... I don't even have time to clean it
up." Sato Miwako pouted and said coquettishly, which was very rare for her.
I patted her round buttocks, remembering that I still hadn't answered the question I asked earlier, and quickly asked it again.
"That case of the kidnapping of Ran and Sonoko in the underwater palace... I shouldn't have revealed the details to you, but
... you're right, the perpetrator is basically hopeless, and we haven't found any security cameras or anything like that."
Watching Sato Miwako wriggle her plump buttocks, which I had just pleasured, her vagina still gripping my semen
, as she ran out of my house, I considered my plan and picked up my phone to make a call.
"Is this the garden? It's me. Come over right now, yeah, right now. Don't forget to put the vibrator I gave you last time in
, and turn it on to level four or higher. Hmm, you have class today? Of course you asked the teacher for leave, do
I even need to tell you, you little bitch? Hurry up, you only have twenty minutes." Hearing the voice on the phone,
I hung up satisfied, gathering my energy for the next epic battle.
* * * * *
According to Chinese tradition, to make a beautiful woman fall for you, you must possess the qualities of "Pan, Lu, Deng, Xiao, and Xian."
I don't quite meet the "Pan" requirement, but I basically meet the other four, especially "Lu"
and "Xian," which I'm very confident about. In addition, I have some special drugs and various
high-tech toys that can induce hypnosis and psychological suggestion, which allows me to successfully conquer many
beauties who were previously out of reach.
Take Sato Miwako and Suzuki Sonoko as examples. Ever since I made Officer Sato feel like she was dying of pleasure at the art museum last time
(see "Episode 3: Sato Miwako's Accidental Mistake (The Metropolitan Police Department's Detective Love Story 2)"), Sato
Miwako's repressed desires seem to have found an outlet, and they have become uncontrollable. Through my subtle
psychological suggestion, she began to think that since she had already lost her virginity, sleeping with Professor Agasa was
n't so unacceptable anymore; on the other hand, she believed that Professor Agasa could satisfy her surging
sexual desire, and that his baldness wouldn't affect her and Officer Takagi's pure love.
Once Sato Miwako naturally accepted this somewhat strange logic, she and I
took every opportunity to have wild sex behind Takagi's back. During this process, my large penis conquered her body, and the superficial
hypnosis and psychological suggestion gradually led her to abandon her principles and begin doing things against the rules at work for me
. Of course, Sato Miwako is strong-willed and independent, and a good policewoman who adheres to her principles. I don't want
to turn her into a sex slave without self-awareness, so far, all she's willing to do for me is to inform
me and reveal some confidential or sensitive information. At least for now, Sato Miwako would absolutely not do
anything serious like destroying evidence or framing someone for me. Perhaps, after I've had my way with her a few more times, I can
get her to do those things willingly, who knows.
Suzuki Sonoko is another somewhat extreme example. I used less than
half the methods I used on Officer Sato. Basically, with my powerful penis and a little bit of psychological manipulation, this rich girl who grew up in a sheltered environment
has now become my exclusive sex slave. I reckon even if I asked her to become a prostitute right now
, she'd do it obediently.
The reason I just called Officer Sato over was because of a case that happened not long ago;
teasing her was just a side effect. Speaking of which, this was a case I personally experienced last month. Kogoro
Mouri, having won a 300,000 yen prize, brought Ran Mouri, Sonoko, Conan, Ai Haibara, myself,
Ayumi, Genta, and Mitsuhiko to a small island called Poseidon Island. This island has legends
about an ancient underwater palace and the treasure left behind by two female pirates, Anneboney and Maryre Ad, who actually existed 300 years ago
. Because of rumors that the treasure had been found,
the island was packed with tourists and treasure hunters when we arrived. As a result, Ran couldn't book a room at the hotel and
was forced to stay at a guesthouse on the island.
When Ran, Sonoko, and the local guide dived into the sea, they witnessed someone being attacked and
killed by sharks. Conan sensed something was wrong and investigated, discovering traces of a plastic bag under the deceased's diving suit.
Someone had deliberately placed fish blood in the plastic bag; as they dived deeper, the pressure increased, causing the plastic bag to break, and
the smell of blood attracted the sharks. This murder case brought Inspector Megure, Shiratori, Sato, and Takagi to the
island. Through fingerprints, they discovered that one of the treasure hunters was an international fugitive with numerous criminal records.
Later, Ran and Sonoko wanted to go sea again, but were taken hostage by two treasure hunters. A typhoon struck.
Conan and his Detective Boys discovered the real treasure map. The treasure should be
near Laichi Island, not far from Seagod Island, but the entrance was blocked by an earthquake, so they could only travel through the sea. Just then, someone
reported that Ran and Sonoko Mouri had been taken hostage. Conan immediately rushed to Laichi Island to rescue them
. After a struggle in the underwater palace, Conan subdued the treasure hunters who were kidnapping the girls and rescued them.
At that moment, an earthquake struck, and the underwater palace was about to collapse. Conan used methane to cause an explosion, breaking through the palace's
roof and allowing the pirate ship to surface. However, the pirate ship disintegrated after only one minute due to its age.
After the case was closed, Ran Mouri seemed rather distressed, explaining to everyone, including Conan, that she
was frightened by the kidnapping. Meanwhile, I, who had been quietly observing her, learned the real
reason from Sonoko and realized this was a golden opportunity. Sonoko will be here soon; I need to finalize the operational details.
* * * * *
It was a weekend. Conan's elementary school organized a three-day trip to Sapporo for its students, and the Junior Detective
Club members all went. Eri Kisaki's law firm was attending a conference abroad that weekend, and Kogoro Mouri
had taken on an infidelity investigation, tracking his suspect in Osaka.
Saturday morning was bright and sunny. When the doorbell rang, I was already waiting at the door. I opened the door,
and Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki stood side by side in the entrance, like two delicate flowers.
"Please come in, please come in, have something to drink."
I led them to my private media room, which had a particularly spacious corner sofa. At first, it was the
usual pleasantries, but after Ran and Sonoko had drunk two or three drinks, I got down to business.
"Do you remember the case on Poseidon Island a few weeks ago, the one where you were kidnapped to the underwater palace
?"
Both girls nodded, but I noticed Ran's expression was a little unnatural.
"That ship broke apart shortly after it washed ashore. We had a lot of people there, and
while rescuing people, we also wanted to salvage some of the wreckage. Well, I salvaged some things too, like this
camera and these hard drives."
I said, taking out a small, advanced camera and several portable hard drives specially designed for video recording.
"Although these things are waterproof, they're still somewhat damaged. Fortunately, the Suzuki Foundation's
electronics research institute has some advanced equipment, and Sonoko lent it to me so I could recover the hard drives. They were just recovered today,
so I'll take a look at what data is on them."
With that, I immediately turned on the computer and started playing the video from the hard drives. The video begins with
a scene on the deck of a ship. The camera appears to be mounted at a slightly elevated position, a full-angle,
ultra-high-definition professional setup. Judging from the time, this was before Conan reached the seabed, meaning
everything must have been cleared before his arrival, otherwise Conan wouldn't be unaware of it.
There are four people on the deck: two burly men with fierce-looking faces, but their faces are bruised
and battered. They stand on one side, one of them with a short-haired girl tucked under his arm—it's none other than Suzuki
Sonoko. In his other hand, he holds a sharp dagger to Sonoko's neck. Ran Mouri stands on
the other side of the deck, striking a karate starting stance, looking quite dashing.
"Surrender, or I'll kill your friend!" a man shouted sternly. This must be
the culprit in the case.
"Ran, don't listen to them, ah..."
Ran Mouri's face showed a hint of struggle, but she still obediently put down her fighting stance and said, "Okay,
but you can't hurt my friend."
The man who wasn't holding Sonoko hostage cautiously approached, agreeing, "Of course, we're looking for
treasure to make money. If you weren't so skilled, how could I bear to hurt such a delicate girl
?" As he spoke, he had already circled around to Ran's side. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly attacked, slashing Ran across the back of the neck with a hand chop
. Ran Mouri was caught off guard by the sudden attack and fell unconscious to the ground
.
"What are you doing?! Ran! Ran!" Sonoko screamed, struggling desperately.
"Don't move, we just knocked her out. This chick beat us up badly just now, and now I'm going to get my
revenge, with interest." As he spoke, the man who had kidnapped Sonoko began to tear at her
short skirt. "I've been cooped up on this wretched island for weeks searching for treasure, and now such a high-class
chick has come to my door. I'm going to let loose!"
"No, no..." Although Sonoko was very promiscuous, she didn't like being forced, so she began to struggle and
resist with all her might.
"Use this, I guarantee she'll be begging to be fucked by you in no time." The guy who knocked Ran unconscious found a bottle of ointment-
like stuff and tossed it to the guy undressing Sonoko.
"I forgot about this gem, if I use this on them, they'll probably never be able to leave my big cock
, hahaha..."
"Then when we find the treasure, we'll take them with us. Such top-quality stuff, if we bring them back to Europe, there will definitely
be plenty of people willing to pay to fuck them." The guy smacked his lips while squeezing Ran's unusually full breasts, and then
smeared a thick layer of ointment on Ran's sensitive areas. This wasn't the first time I'd seen this video; the ointment was 　　a special product developed by
a Japanese yakuza gang that specialized in forcing women into prostitution .
That gang was relatively weak, but their technology was top-notch. Because
we had some overlapping research on mind control, I not only knew about them, but also went to great lengths to obtain
some of their special effects products for research and imitation.
I glanced at Ran Mouri; her face was flushed, she was speechless with shock, her eyes glued
to the screen, her body trembling. She seemed to have tried to stand up and leave several times, but couldn't manage it.
Of course, the drink Ran had consumed earlier contained not only an upgraded version of the gang's special effects product I had developed,
but also a small amount of muscle and mental relaxation drugs. Under this combined attack, Ran's body and mind were...
In her vulnerable state, the
combined effects of the drug I developed and the residual gangster ointment on her body slowly reached their maximum.
Looking at Sonoko, I hadn't even added anything to her drink; the residual effects of the gangster ointment alone
had already made her face flushed with lust, her eyes filled with wantonness.
"Mmm...mmm...ah...ah..." "I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death!" Lewd moans and whispers came from the computer
. In the video, two men had already pushed two beautiful young girls down onto the deck and were having sex with them.
In the video, Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki not only didn't resist, but also seemed to enjoy it, arching their hips to meet the thrusts. That ointment was truly
powerful.
I had already used high-tech methods to enhance the background visuals and audio of the recording. I watched as Ran
Mouri, slightly distracted, was completely absorbed in the lewdness playing on her screen, her hands unconsciously
caressing her bulging breasts and lower abdomen.
The moment had arrived. I pulled Sonoko, whose fingers were already inserted into her own vagina, and quickly
stripped off her light jacket, pulling the naked Sonoko into my arms. Like a parched land receiving rain, Sonoko coiled
around me like a snake, her small mouth offering a precious kiss.
"Tsk...tsk...mmm..."
While we were kissing, Sonoko had already helped me remove my clothes, her soft white hands enveloping my thick, long penis,
stroking it up and down.
"Sonoko, what are you doing?"
Ran Mouri finally noticed Sonoko Suzuki and me, who were already intertwined. She was clearly startled, her face
filled with surprise and confusion, and a hint of...envy. I also noticed that one of her hands was on her chest,
and the other was between her legs, but she didn't remove it.
"Ran, I really want it...Professor Agasa is pretty good too, look how big his penis is!"
I turned Sonoko around so that her back was facing me and she was facing Ran, spread her legs, held her slender waist and perky buttocks, and slowly thrust into
Sonoko's already overflowing vagina in a back-sitting position.
"Ah, so big, so big, it's cracked... ah... it's cracked..."
Although I'd fucked her countless times, every time my thick penis entered Sonoko's narrow vagina
, it always stimulated her to moan loudly. When I started thrusting upwards like a pile driver, Sonoko's
face was tilted back to the sky, her little mouth unable to close, and all sorts of lewd moans and groans couldn't stop.
Most of my attention was on Ran Mouri, watching her best friend being
raped by a fat, bald old man right in front of her, and her best friend being fucked to the point of incoherent speech, yet appearing to be enjoying
it immensely—how must Ran be feeling? Hmm, Ran Mouri's eyes were fixed on the area where Sonoko and I were joined
, her little tongue involuntarily licking her rosy lips. Ran's hands were already
inside her clothes, and through the fabric, I could see them moving between her chest and lower abdomen.
Under Ran's gaze, my hands reached to Sonoko's chest, playing with her small but firm breasts,
while my penis thrust violently in and out of her tight little hole, stretching the tender flesh of her opening tightly, and being turned inside out by my huge rod
, gushing out gushes of white fluid. Sonoko was completely dazed from being fucked, only able to instinctively open her little mouth
and moan. After hundreds of frantic thrusts, tossing Sonoko up and slamming her down each time, finally, her
body stiffened, arms outstretched as if trying to grasp something, then went limp like mud.
"Mmm...mmm...uh...hot...it's here, I'm flying...flying! Ah..."
I moved the limp Sonoko from my body after her orgasm, my large penis still erect,
pointing like an angry dragon at Ran Mouri.
"Mmm, mmm...ah..."
Ran Mouri's eyes were slightly closed, and judging from the violent rise and fall of her arms beneath her clothes, she seemed
completely immersed in her own lewd world, unaware that I was already pressed against her.
I had waited so long for this moment.
I gently reached out and began to unbutton Ran's clothes, and at first she didn't even notice. It wasn't until I was about to remove
her bra that she opened her still somewhat dazed eyes, and it took her a while to realize what I was doing.
"No...no!" Ran moaned softly, struggling to escape from the sofa, but
she tripped and fell to the floor. The muscle softener had long since worn off, and with Ran's karate
skills, a casual flick of her wrist would have been enough to send me flying. But at that moment, she could only stumble and
try to crawl away, using both hands and feet. Unexpectedly, even her only garment, her underwear, fell to the ground, and her plump, white buttocks
shot up high, revealing her intimately cleaved cleft to my eyes without reservation.
Seeing Ran kneeling naked before me, her long, black hair disheveled, her limbs straining to move forward, her
heavy, full breasts swaying from side to side, her snowy buttocks swaying alluringly, I almost had a nosebleed.
I pounced on her from behind, pressing my hands against her plump buttocks, and with a forceful spread, Ran's most
beautiful secret was fully revealed before my eyes. Her pubic hair was thick and dense, extending all the way to her buttocks in a faint
trail. Amidst this thick pubic hair, only Ran's delicate pink vulva was visible, tight and closed, yet
already glistening with vaginal fluid, slippery and wet as if flooded. Large patches of thick, glossy black pubic hair were scattered on either side,
unable to conceal that alluring and shameful area.
At this close range, if Ran Mouri were to use her legs, which sweep across the Japanese karate arena, to kick me, I'm sure
I'd be sent flying. But she seemed to have lost all her strength, only writhing helplessly,
muttering, "Don't look, Doctor, don't look like that, it's so embarrassing... um..."
I was mesmerized by Lan's allure, and before I knew it, my face was almost touching hers. Only then did I smell a faint
fragrance, I couldn't tell if it was the scent of a young girl or some kind of shower gel Lan had used. I couldn't hold back any longer, I used both hands to
forcefully spread her smooth buttocks apart, lowered my head, and suddenly kissed her tender red labia, my tongue sucking
back and forth on her lips, drawing out the gushing nectar. It was incredibly tender there, it felt like it melted in my mouth when my tongue touched it,
I sucked harder and harder, it was so incredibly pleasurable.
Ran Mouri was completely unprepared for my move; she froze instantly, offering no resistance whatsoever.
Her intimate area suddenly heated up as if it were being burned, and a torrent of her vaginal fluids gushed out.
"
Doctor...no...don't do this...it's so dirty there...please...ahhh...it's so itchy
...it's killing me!"
Ran's usually gentle voice even carried a hint of a sob. Hearing such a moving plea, I
sucked even harder. Just then, my tongue suddenly touched what seemed to be a small, protruding fleshy bud. Without thinking,
I bit down on it, then gently ground my teeth together while sucking intensely.
"...Oh...ahhhhhh...ahhh...oh oh...oh oh...please, Doctor...ah
ah...it's so itchy!"
It seemed I'd touched a very sensitive spot on Ran's body. Her originally high, full buttocks suddenly slumped down, and she
thrust backward forcefully, almost burying my face between her buttocks. From her tight, wet opening,
streams of spring juice gushed uncontrollably, soon covering her entire plump buttocks, then flowing
down her thighs and soaking a large area of the carpet. I hadn't expected Ran to be so wet when she was being aroused.
I couldn't hold back any longer. I straightened up and turned the limp Ran over, so we were facing each other. I
grabbed her slender legs and forcefully spread them apart, revealing her half-open, red vulva, with
a glistening sheen of moisture visible through the slit. Then I raised my thick, glistening penis, the massive glans already pressed against
the entrance of her tender, smooth honeypot, ready to pounce.
"Ah, no, no... your thing is too big... it can't go in..."
Ran's eyes seemed to be misty, her brows furrowed, her cheeks flushed, and her somewhat frightened
expression suddenly reminded me of that innocent and adorable little girl from many years ago. My heart softened slightly, but my
penis hardened even more.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle, you can handle it," I comforted her like a kind uncle.
At the same time, I slowly exerted force with my waist, and my huge glans, aided by the slippery, lustful fluid flowing from her wetness, forced open
her tight, narrow, vermilion-like labia, inching its way deeper into the narrow, winding path. The tight, hot
walls of her flesh gripped my thick penis tightly, and it seemed every pore was radiating pleasure.
"Ah...it's in...ah, um, so thick...it's in, it's in..."
Ran Mouri's expression was dazed, her gaze unfocused, her nostrils red, trembling slightly with her soft moans. Two glistening tears slid down her cheeks from the corners of her unfocused eyes
. I leaned over and licked away the tears with my tongue,
savoring the smooth, creamy skin of Ran's face.
Finally, reaching the very end, my glans seemed to hit a soft lump of flesh and couldn't go any further, while
a small part of my large penis still protruded from Ran's vagina. Slowly withdrawing and then slowly inserting again, I used a gentle rhythm to help Ran
's little wetness gradually adapt to my size.
After several dozen gentle thrusts, Ran's breathing gradually became heavier, and the blush on her face
spread like the sunset to her slender neck and the delicate skin below her collarbone. Looking further down, a pair of full, large
breasts, like inverted jade bowls, trembled slightly. The two rosy points at the top of those swollen orbs
had quietly become erect.
I lowered my head and took one of her already hard nipples into my mouth, while my fingers gripped her other swollen breast
and kneaded it vigorously. Although it wasn't the first time I'd seen it, I was still amazed at how Ran Mouri's incredibly elastic breasts had
grown. This intense assault on Ran's three most sensitive spots, combined with the effects of the aphrodisiac, caused Ran's jade-like
arms to tightly embrace my neck, and her powerful legs, capable of kicking down a door, to clamp around my waist, her entire
body coiling around me like a white snake.
I couldn't help but increase the speed and amplitude of my thrusts, each time slamming hard against
the soft flesh at the very back of Ran's flower passage. Every time I entered and exited that extremely tight and narrow passage, my large penis could feel a fiery heat emanating
from it, a feeling of pure bliss. If it weren't for Lan's abundant vaginal fluids, making gurgling sounds with each thrust and releasing copious
amounts of juice, not only would Lan's thick pubic hair have been soaked, but even the mat beneath her buttocks would have been drenched.
"Ah...ah...so good...wooo...I can't take it anymore...mmm...it feels...it feels like I'm
flying."
"There, there...it feels so strange...it's right there...ah, ah...it's coming...it's coming
..."
I held Lan's plump buttocks, her legs already draped over my shoulders, and I pressed forward hard, my penis thrusting forward
with force, the glans piercing through that soft flesh like an arrow through a heart, penetrating the deepest
part of the woman's flower path, entering a place never before touched, and then I could no longer control my ejaculation, ejaculating in a torrent.
Ran Mouri jerked her head back, her whole body tensing, flushed and burning. Her
legs, which had been draped over my shoulders, straightened abruptly, her body seemingly folded over. At the same time, she let out a high-pitched, clear
scream, and her entire vaginal canal began to contract violently with a trembling throbbing. It felt as if a large amount of fluid
gushed out from the depths of her vagina, sending her to orgasm. The orgasm lasted for an unknown amount of time; I only
felt a tantalizing sensation on my glans, and I couldn't help but ejaculate several more times.
When Ran Mouri's body suddenly went limp, I realized she had succumbed to the intense stimulation of the orgasm and
had fainted sometime during the night. I gently pulled my penis out of her body, watching her slump to the side,
a thick stream of white fluid flowing from her messy vulva amidst her wet, thick, dark pubic hair…
I glanced at Suzuki Sonoko beside me; she sat with her legs wide open, masturbating with a
vibrator, her face flushed with lust. I beckoned to her, and Sonoko, a silly grin on her face, moved in front of me, bent down, and took my
drooping penis into her mouth, sucking and licking it clean. I was a little tired too, so I adjusted
the background music on the computer—specifically for Ran, full of psychological suggestions—and leaned back on the large sofa, closing my eyes to rest, letting Sonoko give me
oral sex.
Sometime later, Ran Mouri woke up, startling me from my reverie. It seemed the effects of the drug had worn off somewhat from her recent climax
. She grabbed a mini dress to cover her private parts, completely unaware that...
It only made her more alluring. She knelt to the side, watching Suzuki Sonoko still sucking my large penis between my legs
. She seemed still not fully processing what had just happened, and appeared completely
stunned by what Sonoko was doing.
"Sonoko, don't you think it's dirty down there?" Mouri Ran was incredibly innocent, even
asking such a naive question, which showed her mind was still in a daze.
"Ran, only by doing this for the man you love will he be satisfied. Otherwise, how can he feel
your love?" Sonoko's beautiful face was almost pressed against my penis, sucking and licking. With her efforts,
my penis slowly grew larger again.
"But isn't your beloved man Makoto Kyogoku, that karate champion?"
"Ran, in a relationship, one of you has to be the dominant one. Makoto Kyogoku is just like your Shinichi—emotionally
clueless. If even I don't learn how to enjoy sex, how will I let him experience its sweetness in the future?"
Ran was stunned. This was clearly absurd logic. When she was clear-headed, she might have found many
reasons to refute it, but in the current situation, Sonoko's words seemed to touch a chord in her heart: she
could no longer give her most complete body to the man she loved, but what she could still do was give him the sweetest
enjoyment.
My hand supported the back of Sonoko's head, which was swaying up and down between my legs, while my attention was focused on Ran Mouri.
Seeing her expression shift from confusion to struggle to determination, I knew that the repeated psychological suggestion
and drug stimulation over such a long period had finally achieved the desired effect.
I spread my arms wide, watching Ran throw off her clothes, revealing her naked, jade-like body,
crawling towards me on all fours. Looking at her enormous breasts swaying from side to side like pendants and her astonishingly curved waist and hips, I could hear myself swallowing
hard. "
...
Ran, your sex education grades are still failing, you're way off."
"Um, Professor, could you give me some sex lessons?"
"Of course, watch how Sonoko does it. Yes, you need to carefully lick the glans with your tongue, and when you swallow my penis, you can
go as deep as possible, and don't bite the pubic hair, just like that..."
Seeing two beautiful faces with lewd expressions, pressed against my big penis, licking and kissing it
, my lust surged up again.
"Come on, Ran, I heard your karate legwork is really good, show me a 'split'."
"Okay." The once innocent girl obediently spread her legs wide in front of me, her face
full of expectation and desire.
...
After what seemed like an eternity, the phone rang. After a while, it went
to voicemail.
"Doctor, this is Conan. Do you know where Ran is? I'm still traveling, but I've been calling Ran's cell phone
and the detective agency's number and no one answers. Ran is home alone this weekend, Doctor, could you
look after her for me?"
What a great boyfriend, asking me to look after his girlfriend. I was touched.
"Ran, Conan cares about you."
"Don't, don't mention that kid... um... ah, ah, it's hitting the spot, it's so long... it's hitting the spot
..."
Ran Mouri straddled me like a female knight, swaying violently, her long black hair cascading in the air,
her snow-white breasts bouncing up and down.
"It's here again, it's here again... Ah... I'm ascending to heaven..."
Ran Mouri's originally clear and gentle voice had become much hoarse, but if it weren't for the excellent soundproofing of this room
, her moans during her climax could be heard from a street away.
* * * * *
One morning a week later, Conan came to my house to go to school with Ai Haibara. While waiting for Ai
, Conan suddenly asked me, "Doctor, did you talk to Ran?"
My heart immediately jumped. "Talked about what?"
"Well, after I came back from the school trip last time, I found that Ran had become cheerful and energetic again. I asked
her, and she said that you gave her a good talking-to, Doctor. Thank you for everything you've done for Ran, Doctor." Conan
bowed to me sincerely.
"Ah, Conan, while you were on vacation, I did spend the whole weekend in bed
'enlightening' Ran with my big dick, thoroughly 'enlightening' every part of her body. If you want to thank me for fulfilling your
responsibility of making your childhood friend orgasm repeatedly, Shinichi, then I'll reluctantly accept it.
" "Don't worry, Shinichi, it's what I should do." "
Ran can be stubborn sometimes, so I'll have to ask Dr. Agasa to enlighten her often in the future."
"...No problem, Shinichi." Even if you didn't say it, I would still do it.
"You've arrived. Let's go to school." Ai Haibara walked over with her schoolbag on her back, her
short red hair still wet.
"Haibara, you take too long to take a shower." Conan complained casually, turning to walk towards the door.
Behind Conan, Ai Haibara's expressive eyes gave me a charming glare, seemingly blaming me for the
thick, white semen I'd ejaculated on her hair and face during our morning exercise. I could only awkwardly grin and make
a pleading face.
Watching them leave, my phone suddenly rang. I opened it to find a
text from Ran Mouri.
"Professor Agasa, I only have half a day of classes today. Can I come to your house for the tutoring we agreed on last time
?"
My heart fluttered, and my fingers trembled slightly as I typed in reply.
"Of course! You're welcome!"

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