【Detective Conan: Yoko Okino's Locked Room Nightmare】(2)

(2)
When I slowly woke up, I found myself sitting in the bathtub. Yamagishi was gently washing
away the dirt from my body. My mood had calmed down, but I still couldn't help feeling
a little worried about what had happened at home recently.
"Yamagishi, what should I do now?" I enjoyed his caresses, my eyes half-closed, so comfortable that
I didn't want to move at all.
Yes, why did someone break into my house? Why did they make strange phone calls to me? Even if I changed my phone number
and the locks, would he still follow me? Would I be in danger? Yamagishi, tell me,
what should I do? I didn't ask these questions, but I knew that Yamagishi understood what I meant.
"Yoko, do you still remember Kogoro Mouri?" Yamagishi's penis slowly thrust in and out of my anus.
I knew he was using the folds of his foreskin to clean the mess from my rectum. Actually, I was so busy dealing with
the fans at the luncheon that I didn't eat much at all, and my rectum was perfectly clean now.
"You mean Mr. Mouri? That detective? Huh? A detective? Yeah, he's a detective, he'll definitely have a way
to help me. Let's go find him!" Thinking of a solution, I felt much better. I pulled Yamagishi to my feet, pulled his
penis out of my anus, turned around, squatted down, and took it in my mouth.
In my eagerness to resolve the problem quickly, I unconsciously used some techniques, and soon Yamagishi
ejaculated into my mouth, which I swallowed completely. At that moment, my stomach
rumbled loudly.
"Silly girl," he smiled at me, affectionately ruffling my hair, "No matter how anxious you are, you
still have to eat! You didn't eat much at noon."
Yamagishi's cooking was quite good; although it was just a few simple dishes, they were delicious and visually appealing. Perhaps
because my mood had improved, I had a great appetite. After lunch, I put on a white mink coat and
drove with Yamagishi to the Mouri Detective Agency.
By the time we arrived, the sun was already setting. I was eager to ring the doorbell
, but hesitated as I got out of the car. "Yamagishi, do you think they might be having
dinner right now?"
"Hmm, maybe! It's dinnertime. Should we go up later?"
"Okay, let's wait. It's best not to disturb them."
Yamagishi turned off the engine, squeezed into the passenger seat, pulled me into his arms, and gently
ran his hands over my body, soothing me. We didn't speak, quietly enjoying the warmth of the moment
. I felt a stirring in his lower body; he knew what I needed, and I knew what he needed. I took off
my coat, stood up slightly, turned around and helped him take off his pants, then straddled him…
After Yamagishi ejaculated inside me again, the sun had completely disappeared, and the surrounding rooms
were illuminated by scattered lights.
“Yamagishi, isn’t it about time?”
“Yeah, let’s go!”
I opened the car door, got out, and carefully cleaned Yamagishi’s penis with my mouth. I took the tissue he handed me
, wiped myself clean, and went upstairs with him. At that moment, I suddenly felt a little uneasy:
Could Mr. Mori really help me? As I was lost in thought, Yamagishi rang the doorbell.
The door opened, and a tall, thin, slightly sleazy-looking middle-aged man stood there—it was
Mr. Kogoro Mouri, whom we had met briefly before. But why was Mr. Mouri dressed like that?
He seemed to have rushed out to open the door, his pants not even properly pulled up, and his erect penis was sticking straight out.
Seeing me, he seemed quite surprised: "You are... Ms. Yoko Okino? Really Ms. Yoko?"
Before he could finish speaking, a thick stream of semen shot directly onto me. "Ah, sorry, just a moment." With that,
he rushed into a room like a gust of wind and slammed the door shut.
What's wrong with this guy? What kind of manners does he have? I frowned, but my good professionalism prevented me from
showing it on my face. But is this guy really a detective? Is he reliable?
Soon, familiar music from the TV filled my ears. This is…my concert? I walked into the reception
room and casually glanced around. I was shocked to find that the room was covered with posters of me. Some were of me in
sexy stage outfits, some were naked, some were dancing on stage, and some were attending various press conferences and
thank-you parties. Some were touching their breasts, and some were spreading their legs.
Seeing all this, my face flushed. So that's it, Mr. Mori really is my crazy fan
! When he mentioned it last time, I thought he was just saying it casually! He must have been watching my
concert, masturbating as he watched, and when he heard the doorbell, he instinctively went to check. Seeing me there, he
must have gotten excited and acted that way! Thinking this, the slight unease I felt earlier vanished.
However, my coat was stained with so much semen, it was unwearable. I took off my coat
and handed it to Yamagishi, leaving myself naked. Anyway, Mr. Mori is a fan of mine, and there aren't any paparazzi around
.
Just then, the door to the small room opened. This…is this really the same person? Am I seeing things?
I rubbed my eyes. Yes, that thin face, those two small mustaches—it was Mr. Kogoro Mori
himself. However, he was now dressed in a handsome and well-tailored suit, his hair neatly combed,
holding a rose in his hand, leaning casually against the door. Where was the sleazy old man from before
? He was practically a handsome, mature, and charming heartthrob!
"Beautiful lady, this is for you." He walked gracefully up to me, bowed slightly, and
presented the rose with both hands.
"Ah... thank you." I was a little flustered by his enthusiasm.
"I was really rude earlier, Miss Yoko. I was quite surprised to see you. Why are you
here? Shouldn't you be at the concert?"
"Mr. Mori, that was pre-recorded!" Mr. Mori's question was rather uninformed. Right
While I was still pondering how to respond appropriately, Yamagishi interjected at the opportune moment: "Huh? Pre-recorded?"
"Yes, most concerts that are broadcast on television are pre-recorded, edited, and then aired
. Mr. Mori, didn't you know that?"
"Oh, is that so? I really didn't know!" After this blunder, Mr. Mori's face flushed
red, and he scratched his cheek to hide his embarrassment.
I couldn't help but cover my mouth and chuckle softly. This uncle is really cute!
"By the way, you are..." He seemed busy changing the subject and asked Yamagishi.
"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Ms. Okino Yoko's manager, my name is Yamagishi.
Here's my business card."
"So you're Mr. Yamagishi! It's a pleasure to meet you. Please, everyone, have a seat! Ran, we have a guest."
"Coming." A girl emerged from the kitchen, carrying a tea tray with several cups of
tea in one hand and holding a boy's hand in the other, smiling gently.
The girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a ponytail, fair and lustrous skin, and was naked except for
an apron. The apron was white, with a large, openwork heart shape made of red fabric around the chest, making her
already large breasts appear even fuller and firmer, giving her a very youthful and beautiful look. The boy, about six or seven
years old, wore glasses and possessed a maturity and sophistication beyond his years. His
sunny smile was captivating.
When the girl released the boy's hand and placed the tea tray on the coffee table, her body trembled almost imperceptibly
. I noticed his hand was behind her back; what he was doing was obvious.
"Please have some tea, both of you. This is my daughter, Ran Mouri, and this is my friend's son, Conan, who's staying with us
."
"Oh, it really is Ms. Yoko! We all love your performances! Especially my dad, he
's a huge fan!"
"Oh, not at all." Mr. Mouri's secret was exposed by his daughter—actually, the room's decor
made it clear it wasn't a secret at all. Seemingly trying to maintain her image, she scratched the back of her
head with a somewhat reserved chuckle.
"Don't deny it, I just saw a close-up on TV, and I wonder who was hugging and
licking the TV..."
I knew exactly what she meant by "close-up," and my face flushed again.
"Ran, don't talk nonsense..." Mr. Mori's face turned red again, and he quickly covered Ran
's mouth with one hand while giving her breasts a couple of hard pinches with the other. His flustered appearance amused us all, and the atmosphere
became even more lively.
"Is there something you two need to resolve today?" After exchanging pleasantries for a while, we finally got to
the point.
"Actually, it's like this..." Speaking of this, I couldn't help but feel worried and scared again, and as I spoke
, I started to cry. With Yamagishi occasionally adding to my story, I finally managed to
recount the whole ordeal.
Seeing me cry, Mr. Mori seemed a little flustered. He sat down beside me and gently
stroked my bare back. "Miss Yoko, don't worry, leave this to me, Kogoro Mori. I will definitely get to the bottom of this
." He said firmly, his tone so reassuring.
"Mr. Mori, thank you. Well then, I'll leave it to you." With the request agreed upon, I felt a little
relieved. What was going to happen next was clear to everyone; as a customer, paying a deposit with one's body
was perfectly reasonable.
Mr. Mori caressed my breasts, yet still hesitated before asking, "Miss Yoko, is it alright?"
I looked into his eyes, which were filled with longing. Not the kind of desire a detective has for a client's body, but the kind of
adoration a fan has for an idol, mixed with a touch of comfort and respect.
"Yes, please," I nodded slightly. With my permission, Mr. Mori relaxed and kissed
my breasts, his large hand sliding down to my inner thigh. My body trembled as I felt another hand on my
back. From the familiar warmth and touch, I knew it must be Yamagishi. He was always so attentive and considerate
; he was trying to ease my tension.
"Ah..." I groaned softly as Mr. Mori's large hands stimulated my sensitive areas, feeling
my lower body begin to swell again.
Mr. Mori's mouth roamed over my body, his mustache tickling me, making me giggle
. His hands never stopped, caressing me incessantly. Yamagishi's hands massaged my
breasts with varying pressure, making me feel very comfortable and relaxed.
I reached down and pulled off Mr. Mori's pants, took out his penis, and slowly guided it to my already soaking wet
vagina, then lay down on my side on the sofa. At the same time, Yamagishi also "rustled" off his pants,
teasing my mouth and breasts with his penis.
I glanced at the sofa across the way and saw Conan sitting in Ran's lap, nibbling
at her breasts and groping her body. They must both be really pent up; I
noticed Conan's hands under Ran's weight when they were discussing the case earlier—he was definitely up to no good.
When Mr. Mori's penis entered my vagina, his fingers pinched my nipples hard. The
fullness and strange stimulation in my chest made me groan, but my mouth was immediately
filled by Yamagishi, who seized the opportunity.
Mr. Mori's penis felt so good; although the thrusting wasn't very intense, the movements were so gentle, and
it felt so warm! And Yamagishi, while thrusting in and out of my mouth, was also massaging my shoulders and back—so
considerate! I was speechless, only able to savor this wonderful feeling in my heart.
After Mr. Mori ejaculated into my vagina, he was still somewhat unsatisfied. He picked me up, who had just swallowed Yamagishi's
semen, and had me sit on him with my back to him. He kneaded my breasts with his hands, and after rubbing his penis against my vaginal opening
a few times, he slowly squeezed into my anus.
At this moment, Yamagishi stopped what he was doing. I followed his gaze and saw that Ran was still wearing
that apron, squeezing Conan's penis against her breasts, which even I envied. Her hands were
pinching her nipples, her legs were wide open, one leg was resting on the back of the sofa, her vagina was opening and closing, and her juices were
flowing freely. Her clitoris was also very prominent. That kid seems to be a master of flirting.
He's already made the girl so aroused before he's even penetrated her. Will I get a chance to try his penis later?
Understanding what Yamagishi meant, I turned to look at Mr. Mori and asked for his opinion with my eyes
. He nodded. "Yamagishi, go!" I gave Yamagishi an encouraging smile, and he walked towards Ran.
I ignored them and closed my eyes to enjoy Mr. Mori's caresses. I don't know how much time passed, but
suddenly I felt a small hand kneading my breast. The hand was soft and smooth; it definitely wasn't Mr. Mori's
, and it couldn't possibly be Yamagishi's.
I opened my eyes and saw it was Ran. She was half-crouched, being penetrated from behind by Yamagishi,
one hand curiously kneading my breast, the other holding Conan's penis. Yes, holding it
. Conan seemed a little shy and flustered in front of me. Ran's apron was off
, and her skin glowed with a youthful, healthy radiance.
"Miss Yoko, your breasts are so beautiful!" Ran licked my nipple. "Your nipples are
such a lovely pink color! I've heard that many actors have to wear makeup on their nipples and vaginas before going on stage
, but Miss Yoko, there's no trace of makeup on at all!"
"Yes, I've always been very careful about that. I need to wear
makeup at concerts because of the lighting, but when I'm filming movies or TV dramas, I never need to wear makeup on my nipples or vaginas.
I always play myself!" I spread my labia. "Ran, look, isn't the color of my vagina
just as cute?"
"Really! Miss Yoko is amazing, you take such good care of yourself. These little buds are all perky, round
and beautiful!" As she spoke, she bent down and started licking my vagina.
"Thank you! Ran, you're pretty good too, with such great skin and a great figure. I'm even
jealous of those breasts!"
"Not as good as you say!" She looked up and smiled sweetly, then lowered her head again to focus on licking my
vulva.
Ran's tongue skills were really amazing, giving me wave after wave of orgasms. And then there was that little boy Conan, his
penis was inside me, and it felt like it was getting bigger, all the way to my uterus. Under their alternating
attacks, my consciousness gradually blurred, and I had no idea what was happening. I only knew that the five of us kept
posing in various positions, kept changing our partners, and kept making love.
As I gradually regained consciousness after the final climax, Ran was lying on my face, kneading
Mr. Mori's testicles and cleaning the semen off his penis with her mouth. Mr. Mori was enjoying his daughter's
service while rubbing my breasts. Yamagishi was squeezing Ran's large breasts while wiping the semen off his penis with my other breast
, and repeatedly rubbing his glans with my nipple.
Conan's penis was still inside me, slightly hard and undulating, even though he had already ejaculated.
He was pinching Ran's clitoris with a few fingers and occasionally stroking my face. As for me, while Conan
gently fucked me, I licked Ran's pussy, savoring her sweet love juice, and with one hand I was stroking Yamagishi's
penis.
For a long time, I'd been under a lot of pressure at work, especially with the recent changes at home;
it had been a long time since I'd had such comfortable sex. I felt refreshed; with Mr. Mori's guarantee
, it seemed all the gloom had dissipated. Neither of us spoke, both enjoying the afterglow of our orgasms.
(To be continued)

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