Forbidden Vampires Chapters 1-10 Complete

Chapter 1

So luxurious…

May, 199x.

Summer had only just begun, yet it was already unbearably hot.

I stood blankly before that door.

Could this… be a private residence?

My gaze swept over the towering wall.

Dense tree trunks extended their branches from the corner of the wall.

Surprised, I read the address on the note again.

'Minami-Azabu 9—x—x—x' … That

’s right.

So, from today onwards, I’ll be living in this mansion?

A house this big, with a yard big enough to house five or six Afghan Hounds?
With no other choice, I nervously pressed the doorbell.
At that moment, a foreigner walking a purebred white dog quickly walked past me.
I didn’t dare breathe.

For some reason, scenes from the past resurfaced in my mind.

Dad reading the newspaper, Mom preparing dinner in the kitchen, the aroma of miso soup wafting through the air…

My name is Kenya Osato.

My brain, well, not bad, right? That's why I'm a third-year student at the prestigious T University's Institute of Technology.

As for my looks, let's not talk about them, but I'm definitely got a place.

None of that matters.

The reason I'm standing here is because, unfortunately, I lost my beloved parents.

At this age, such stories rarely evoke sympathy. But the fact that both parents died in an accident is still quite heartbreaking.

They were so close, it was as if they wanted to go to the other world together… In the rain, the car skidded for a moment…

Actually, I wasn't as sad as I imagined.

It's just that human fate is truly unpredictable.

So…

"Excuse me…"

I was brought back to reality.

Someone was calling me softly…

"Are you Mr. Kenya Osato?"

"I-I am."

"Everyone's been waiting for you, I'm sorry…"

The voice came from the walkie-talkie.

So, there's a camera here too?

But… that voice sounded rather pitiful.

"Please wait a moment."

This was the first time someone had treated me with such respect.
I straightened up, even my ears were stretched out.

Tap, tap, tap...

it was the sound of light footsteps, then "click," the door opened.
"I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting."

...Wow! Oh

my god! So cute!

I couldn't help but whisper.

A slender figure, a pointed cheek, and a pair of large, innocent eyes blinking.

Beneath a pure white apron with ruffled edges, her shapely legs moved lightly.

She was a girl who shone like the sun.

I stared intently as she walked out of the door.

There really was such an ethereal and beautiful woman in the world...

Perhaps seeing my stunned expression, she covered her mouth and laughed.

"Please come in, Mr. Kenya. You must be tired, right? Please give me your luggage."

I rushed to take my suitcase, but the girl's slender hand was already outstretched.
"No need to trouble yourself, this is too heavy for you..."

"It's alright, otherwise Madam will scold you."

...What? The suitcase fell from my hands.

"Madam? And you are...?"

"My name is Sayori, I'm a maid here."

I stared at her intently.

"Maid? But you're so young, you look like a high school student at most?"
The words slipped out, and I realized my mistake.

A hint of sadness flashed across Sayori's face.

But she quickly smiled again, the previous look of melancholy seeming unreal.
"I'm seventeen years old, and taking care of others is what I love to do most."
With that, she picked up her suitcase and walked ahead.

I followed quietly.

The entire building resembled a Western castle, with a cold stone path leading to the front.

Sayori's body swayed from the weight of her suitcase, and her hurried steps conveyed a rejection of my help.

When I entered the entrance hall, the scene before me shocked me.

Is this really Japan?

The azure sky outside the courtyard shone through the stained glass windows of the hall, casting a colorful glow.

A winding, seemingly endless arched corridor stretched out, its destination unknown.

When I entered the living room, which was as large as my old home, I was almost at a loss.
"Should I take the milk to the room?"

Sayori turned around, beads of sweat glistening on her forehead.

Her long brown hair, tied in a ponytail, danced behind her.

"No, I must greet Madam first…"

Sayori smiled sweetly.

"Mr. Kenya, you are now part of the family."

Ah! Yes! Why did I call her Madam along with Sayori? I'm not here to work.

But…

"Madam is waiting in the room."

Sayori noticed my hesitation and led the way.

I had seen that "Madam" a few times; she was an unforgettable woman.
Not just for her captivating beauty.

She was the mistress of the Hayami family: Hayami Reiko.

Speaking of the Hayami family, everyone knows they are a renowned and prestigious clan.
They were granted the title of Marquis during the Meiji era, and although those titles are now gone, they still live a life of luxury simply by living off bank interest.

A few years ago, after the sudden death of the patriarch, Lady Reiko seized power in the Hayami family.

This is all gossip news dug up by my mischievous friend, Niinuma, who aspires to be a journalist. I remember him telling me this:

"Don't you dare go and never come back! I heard that Lady Reiko, to maintain her youth and beauty, specifically sucks the blood of you young boys."

"Go away, could she be a spider demon reincarnated?"

I retorted nonchalantly at the time; but after getting close to Madam Reiko, I couldn't help but wonder: could those rumors be true?

Her smooth, delicate skin shimmered with a waxy sheen; her soft, rosy lips were like cherries ready to ooze honey.

Standing there in the spacious room, her full breasts remained firm, and the beautiful lines of her long, shapely legs made one want to hold them in their arms.

But the haughty, cold gaze from her narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes made one look up to her as if she were a queen.

She gestured to the sofa, indicating for me to sit down.

"Welcome to our family. Are you feeling much calmer now?"
Her lips twitched slightly.

Because everything was so unfamiliar to me, I almost blurted out, "No, I just met a girl here who captivated me..."

I tried hard not to look at Madam Reiko's alluring lips.

"Thank you for your concern. Everything was finally sorted out a few days ago."
"That's good. Your grandfather took great care of us during the war, and now it's our turn to take care of you."

So that's how it is. I can live here entirely thanks to my grandfather, whom I've never met.

The whole thing dates back to a month ago.

One day after my parents passed away, Lady Reiko, accompanied by a lawyer, suddenly appeared before me and

asked to be adopted.

To be honest, I was completely stunned.

Just like that, the myth that "my grandfather took in the Hayami family, who were suspected of being war criminals, after the war ended" happened to me.

And the Hayami family, in gratitude, decided to adopt me, an orphan.

"The family environment is very simple, please don't worry..."

Even so, I still found it difficult to make a decision.

At that time, I was worried about my future.

My father, who had worked as an office worker all his life, didn't leave any inheritance after his death; in addition, the accident itself was my own fault, and I didn't receive any compensation.

In a month, I would have to move out of the house that used to be the company dormitory, and I had no idea where my tuition would be for the next semester.

Such a good opportunity has been presented to me on its own; how could I not seize it?
"You must be tired, go and rest early," Mrs. Reiko said.
This beautiful woman, who has given birth to five daughters, I'm incredibly curious about this.

"May I ask, regarding your daughters, what about their relationship with me..."

Mrs. Reiko's lips curled into an elegant smile.

"You haven't seen them? They've all gone out and will be back soon. From now on, we are family, and we should get along like family."

Family? In that case, I'd have to call her "Mom" too.

My head started spinning.

If I had an intimate relationship with Mrs. Reiko, wouldn't that be incest?
Oh my god! What am I thinking?

Right now, I just want to leave Mrs. Reiko's room as quickly as possible.

Think about it, this is a woman's secret garden; ordinary men shouldn't even think about entering.

As I left the room, Sayori quickly approached.

"Madam instructed me to show you around.

First, on the second floor, on the east side, live the eldest daughter Reika, the second daughter Shizuka, and the third daughter Yuko; the fourth daughter Aya, whom everyone calls Aya, and the fifth daughter Miyuki live in the west wing..."

"Please, please wait a moment,"

I interrupted Sayori,

who was talking incessantly like a news anchor. "I still don't understand.

You need to tell me first, where is the dining room, the bathroom, and my room?"
"Oh! I'm sorry!"

Sayori's cute cheeks slowly flushed red.

"Well... now, Mr. Kenya, your room is on the left side of the west wing, up the stairs on the right; every room here has its own bathroom, and dinner is in the main dining room on the right side of the third floor..."

Because I was captivated by Sayori's slightly lowered head, I didn't hear a word she said.

Since Sayori was like this, I simply led the way.

"When will everyone be back?"

"Well... I'm afraid Mr. Kenya will be the only one at the dinner table tonight."

"Hmm..."

I felt a little disappointed. In my imagination, there should at least be a welcome party or something, right?

But, wealthy families probably don't do that.

I asked Sayori, who was walking ahead of me,

"Where is your room?"

"I live next to the breakfast room."

Breakfast room?

"You mean you eat in a different place for every meal?"
"Yes. Lunch is usually on Nisakura's balcony or in the lounge; when there are no guests, I cook, I don't know if it suits Mr. Kenya's taste..."

"What about breakfast and dinner?"

Sayori laughed.

"Don't worry, the chef is in charge!"

I didn't want to ask any more questions. My head was swelling like a sea urchin, making me dizzy.

Chapter Two

The next morning.

Just like believing it would be a sweet dream, I greeted this new life with a joyful heart.

For some reason, I recalled the sumptuous French dinner from last night; the delicious taste of the clam meat still lingered on my lips.

I yawned, about to jump off the soft bed covered with pure white sheets, feeling satisfied.

Suddenly, I felt a warm, pleasurable sensation beneath me.
So good… it's good to be rich; even better if my "little brother" is so energetic first thing in the morning.

My "little brother" was automatically doing its morning exercises, stretching and contracting…
I sat up and looked.

This… this isn't a dream, is it?

*Chirp, chirp, chirp*

I couldn't believe my eyes.

Wh-what? It was still the child, Koyori, with her head buried between my legs, her mouth filled with that thick, strong—?

"Stop, stop! Oh, harder~!"

Damn it, what am I yelling about?

I shoved Koyori away.

"Hey, Grandma, what are you doing…"

Koyori looked surprised.

"Oh! Mr. Kenya, you're awake?"

"It's all because of you, Grandma..."

"I'm so sorry, my responsibility is to make Kenya-san feel completely comfortable..."

What?

Full-body comfort? She's really taking good care of people,

isn't she? "Hmm, Kenya-san, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm fine..."

Before I could say anything more, Sayori buried her head in again.

Her tongue bounced like a marble on my broad, firm path, finally sliding to the entrance of the acupoint at the tip, vibrating rhythmically.

"Ah... no, no, I can't..."

Although Sayori was doing it willingly, Kenya, how can you bully a young, helpless girl like this?

Oh! God, let me retain a shred of rationality!

The vibrations grew stronger and stronger, Sayori's tongue felt like a motor with thousands of cc of power, rhythmically transmitting pleasure.

Then, her tightly pursed lips, like a ring, encircled my penis, sliding nimbly.

Although I only met Sayori yesterday, judging from her entranced expression, this kind of work must be her favorite. My sensitive base touched Sayori's full, tight throat, and I felt her twitch rapidly.

I was already taut, like an arrow about to be released.

"Mr. Kenya, just come out like this!"

"Oh..."

Sayori's hand gripped my base, thrusting powerfully up and down; the warm, smooth touch of her palm made me feel like I was melting; her tongue playfully played with my little ping-pong ball, the small, fleshy bumps on the surface swelling up, becoming two large baseballs.

"No... I can't take it anymore!"

"Come out... come out!"

Sayori took my big thing back into her mouth, shaking her head violently.
Although the idea of sealing my mouth with a woman's has always been very attractive to me (I'm sorry to admit, that's because I haven't had the chance to try it yet), sealing it with Sayori's mouth, this girl I've only met once...

She seemed to see through my thoughts and moaned.

"Give it to me! Mr. Kenya, grant me your divine water from Mount Tianshan!"
At that moment, a torrent of milky white fluid erupted from my body.

"Ah... ahh..."

Sayori greedily sucked, her lips thrusting forcefully into my penis, as if trying to squeeze out the last drop.

When it was all over, we didn't even need a tissue.

I dazedly reached out to stroke her soft, long hair.

How should I put it, I felt a strange pity for her.
But...

Sayori dodged my hand and said in a respectful tone,
"Breakfast is ready. Please come to the breakfast room after you've showered. I'll take my leave now."

Then, as if nothing had happened, she nodded slightly and left, closing the door behind her.

What... what is going on...?

I stared dumbfounded as she quietly left.

Was I played?

This was just an excuse.

Such a cute, lovable girl...

My spirits plummeted, and all I could hear was my stomach rumbling.
—Sigh, they say after a good time, men and women should have a hearty meal.
In any case, I was very dissatisfied with my performance this morning.
The breakfast room facing the courtyard was still empty.

Only the cooks and servants were busy outside.

A fragrant May morning breeze blew, causing the lace curtains and the pure white satin tablecloths with gold trim to sway gently; the edges of the pale purple lily petals were covered with glistening dewdrops.

"Good morning, you must be Mr. Kenya?"

A clear girl's voice came from behind me, and my heart almost jumped out of
my chest. I'd temporarily put aside my morning worries and present my best self!

"Y-yes, good morning, ma'am!"

The moment I turned around…

Standing at the breakfast room door, bathed in the morning light…

Her loose, light blue suit draped gently over her body, exuding a youthful yet elegant aura; her bright almond-shaped eyes on her oval face spoke of a faint sadness.

I stood there dumbfounded, managing to squeeze out a few words.

"Oh, hello... I'm Kenya Akira, I just... I arrived here yesterday..."
The girl smiled sweetly, her long, brown hair, bathed in the morning light, swayed like countless sparkling diamonds.

"Don't be nervous, I've already heard about you. Now let me introduce myself! My name is Shizune, I'm the second daughter, nice to meet you!" "

...So, you're Shizune-neechan?"

"No need to be so polite, just call me Shizune."

Shizune, I couldn't think of a more fitting name for her; she was like a fragrant orchid hidden deep in a valley.

As I gazed intently at her, a childish voice suddenly called out.
"Sister, has Grandma already greeted him?"

A high school girl in a blue and white sailor uniform appeared before me, her large, bell-like eyes filled with curiosity.

"Good morning! I..."

"You must be Kenya-nii, right? I'm Miyuki. I've been waiting for you for so long! Finally, I have a big brother at home to play with!"

Hahaha!

Her laughter was crisp and loud; I liked it.

She must be a simple, innocent, and naive little girl... She's
such a perfect doll; her long, thick eyelashes fluttered, and the bow on her sailor uniform just covered her chest.

Hmm... a very alluring and beautiful girl.

Miyuki took my hand.

"Kenya-nii, I need to ask for leave right away. Where should we go to play today? There are so many places I haven't been to yet..."

Shizuka's low voice came from behind.

"Miyuki, how old are you? Still so childish?"

"Well... we can go after school, right?"

I was in a dilemma, looking at Shizuka and asking for her help. She smiled shyly.
"I'm so sorry, because she's the youngest, everyone spoils her..."

I nodded understandingly.

"Miyuki, how about this? We'll make a deal: as long as you go to school obediently, your brother will play with you after school, okay?"

"Really?"

Miyuki's face lit up.

"You have to listen to me!"

"Okay, I'll listen to Miyuki."

"Then let's pinky swear, whoever doesn't listen..."

"Brother will definitely be good."

Miyuki hooked her slender little finger around my thick thumb.

Her finger was electrifying; the moment we touched, I felt a tingling sensation, as if a thousand fireworks were exploding in my heart at once.

Of course, this was also my first time having such contact with a high school girl.
Just then, the other family members appeared one after another.
Aya only commented on me, "Why are you so thin? You really should exercise more," and then turned and walked away.

I heard that she was on the basketball team at school, with pretty short hair parted in the middle, and was a girl who looked like a little boy.

Yuko also ignored me.

Because I heard that she was in the same university as me, a freshman, I thought I would have the most to talk to her about, but who knew...

"Good morning, are you Miss Yuko?"

"Who am I? Who cares about you? It's so unlucky to run into these self-important jerks so early in the morning."

I cleared my throat, trying to keep my temper in check.

"My name is Kenya Osato. I just arrived here yesterday. I heard Miss Yuko is also from T University..."

"Yeah! So what?"

Ugh, ugh, Kenya... you have to be patient.

There are some really unlovable girls among these.

Even though her eyes behind her glasses are still so captivating...

After meeting Reika, I realized that Yuko was actually quite cute.

In terms of appearance, Reika most resembles Mrs. Reika, both being admirable, aloof, and elegant ladies.

Even the arrogance and disdain in her eyes are equally chilling.
"You're supposed to be a university student, yet you're so unambitious, do you expect our family to support you?" That's fine, but I'm warning you, don't do anything to embarrass the Hayami family." ...

Every word she uttered was like a sharp blade, determined to wound me deeply.

This was the first time I'd encountered such a sharp-tongued woman. I barely managed to hold back my anger. Damn, did she really look down on me that much?

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a woman before, you poor boy?"

Woman… she was practically a shrew.

"I would never be interested in an old woman like you!"

(In fact, Lixiang was only twenty-four.)

I almost blurted it out, but I managed to hold it back.

Actually, thinking about it carefully, Lixiang's reaction was quite normal.

A man with no family or relatives came to our house and wanted to become part of the family.
As the eldest sister, she must have felt some kind of threat, right?

"Did you sleep well?"

Mrs. Li, dressed in a deep orange dress and smiling, walked in like a queen.
"Yes, I felt completely refreshed…"

The words were already on the tip of my tongue, but I managed to say, "Mmm, so comfortable!"
Mrs. Li nodded to the servants beside her and gracefully gave birth.
"Now that we're at home, Kenya, you need to get used to being served by others."

Huh…?

I looked uneasily at the other people at the table.

So, everything Sayori did to me this morning was just part of her job? And everyone else has their own full-service package?

A lavish breakfast was served one dish at a time.

This means what Sayori did today will be routine from now on; as her host, can I still make demands of her?

I felt my little brother beneath me rising up, full of energy.

How easily people are tempted!

I chewed my bread listlessly, my mind already wandering elsewhere.

After breakfast, everyone quickly left.

"I have to go to work!"

"Does the Hayami family's young lady also have to go to work?"

Shizune's face flushed slightly.

"I need some social experience! Besides, I don't know when I'll get married."

For some reason, I thought Shizune looked especially beautiful when she was angry.
If I pounced on her and pinned her down, she would definitely shout in that sweet voice,
"No...no...let go, we're siblings now..."
...Yes, but so what?

I stayed home in the morning, tidying my room.

There wasn't much to organize after buying it. I just neatly placed the books in the mahogany bookcase, opened the huge, intricately carved wardrobe, hung up my 1001 coats, and that was it!

Looking at this huge room, I felt empty everywhere, as if I had melted into a vast blank space; even my considerable CD collection was just scattered haphazardly in a corner of the bookshelf.

Anyway, I hoped this would be a good start.

Finally, I wouldn't have to worry about tuition anymore. I must study hard to repay the kindness of the Hayami family.

I went outside, hoping to find the phone there.

Strangely, the room had everything that shouldn't be there, but the most important thing—the phone—was nowhere to be found.

Right now, I just wanted to hear some familiar voices: "That brat Shinuma, I wonder where he's been fooling around again."

And, my Kimiko.

Hearing me say that, you should understand that our relationship is extraordinary, right? That's right, she's my girlfriend.

We've known each other since high school, and she's currently attending W Women's University.
She wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but she had a gentle and considerate personality, making her the perfect wife candidate.
This period had been a great test for us.

I mean, we hadn't been intimate since our parents passed away.
Today, I was determined to make it up to her.

She was petite and particularly sensitive; the moment my tongue touched her budding breasts, she would look on with ecstatic bliss, making me feel even more tender towards her.

—Just then.

A "clang."

Had something broken? It

didn't sound like a cup or plate breaking; the sound was much deeper.

I quickly ran downstairs.

There, I saw the decorative ceramic pieces on the breakfast table shattered, scattered on the floor.
I found it strange; Koyori, who should have been there to clean up, was nowhere to be seen.

Since I didn't know where the broom was, I couldn't help.

I could only haphazardly pick up the fragments with my hands.

They were probably antiques like Tang Dynasty tri-colored pottery; although I don't usually know much about these things, I could imagine they must be priceless treasures.

"I wonder who was so careless; it would be terrible to have to pay for them..."
I muttered to myself as I tidied up.

Crack, crack!

A whipping sound came from somewhere.

"A whip? What's going on?"

Listening carefully, I could clearly hear the harsh, rapid cracking of a whip.

Now, the whole house echoed with this terrifying sound.
Driven by curiosity, I tiptoed towards the room from which the sound was coming.

It was coming from Mrs. Reiko's room.

I mustered my courage and knocked on the door.

I couldn't hear anything except the whipping sound.

With my courage, I gently opened the door.

I didn't see anyone; the sound was coming from another door in the room.
I walked to the door and carefully pushed it open a crack.

The scene before me left me speechless with astonishment.

Naked and bound, Koyori writhed in agony on the black leather sofa.
Then, her pitiful pleas reached my ears.

"Madam, please forgive me, I'll be careful next time..."

"Don't give me that! How many times have I reminded you to be careful, careful! This is our family heirloom, and you've ruined it because of this clumsy, slow-witted fool... I

'll teach you a lesson!" "Madam, I won't do it again, please forgive me this time..."
"I'm tired of that. You won't know how tough it is until you're taught a lesson."
*Crack!

* Mrs. Reiko quickened her whipping motion, her right hand swinging violently, as if her arm was about to fly off.

Koyori dodged and weaved, but because she was tightly bound by the rough hemp rope, the whip still landed accurately on her delicate body.

I ignored her screams, feeling a deep sense of injustice.
The more Koyori groaned, the happier Mrs. Reiko became, a cold, lewd smile spreading across her face.

While toying with the gleaming black leather whip handle, her gaze brazenly searched for the red welts on Koyori's porcelain-white body.

My legs began to weaken, and large beads of cold sweat dripped down my back.

At that moment, Mrs. Reiko bent down.

She placed the whip between Koyori's legs and suddenly lifted it up.
"Ah...! Ahhh..."

Mrs. Reiko slid the whip up and down, the black handle beginning to be stained with some milky white, viscous fluid.

Mrs. Reiko's lewd smile deepened.

"Look at what you've done, everyone thinks you're suffering, but little do they know you're secretly enjoying yourself."

"No...no, Madam, Koyori wouldn't dare."

"Don't pretend, is that sweat?"

Koyori's delicate body trembled violently; I didn't know if it was from pain, fear, or if she was truly experiencing pleasure.

"Madam, please, please let me go!"

"How can I? The guests are waiting to see a good show."

Huh? A guest? Where did this guest come from?

I nervously looked around. Could it be me?

"Kenya."

Oh dear, I've been found out!

I forced a bitter smile.

"No, thanks, I..."

To be honest, I really had no interest whatsoever.

I staggered backward.

"I just came to say hello to Mrs. Reiko, so I'll take my leave now..."
"We just met at the dinner table!"

"Yes... oh... good morning, Mrs. Reiko..."

I stammered, wanting only to escape this embarrassing situation as quickly as possible.
"Don't rush off, you can see a woman's 'secret chest' more clearly if you get closer!"
Saying that, she parted the two swollen petals of Koyori's breasts with her hand.

My gaze was drawn to it as if by magic.

I could clearly see the round pod between the petals and the deep, mysterious crevice below, from which honey flowed, nourishing this thick, hot forest.

"No... don't look at me!"

Startled by Koyori's scream, I immediately turned and ran away.
"Hahaha!" A high-pitched, shrill laugh came from behind me.
"This...this place is terrifying!"

I ran up the stairs, breathless, my mind filled with the image of Sayori's pained and contorted face.

If I made a mistake, would I be punished like this too?

Perhaps such things were commonplace for the Kanta family?
Back in my room, Sayori's cries still faintly echoed; I grabbed my coat and rushed out.

Was this how I was going to become a member of the Hayami family?

I still had no answer to that question.

As soon as I reached the school gate, I saw that idiot, Shinuma, grinning as he ran towards me.
It was one o'clock in the afternoon, and I had arranged to have lunch with him.

The restaurant was still crowded, and Shinuma, carrying his signature "udon noodles," squeezed in and gave birth next to me.

"Hey, you don't look well! Is Madam starting to get handsy with you?"
"Don't talk nonsense!"

I put down my chopsticks and waved my hand impatiently.

How could someone as innocent and naive as me possibly deal with a woman as formidable as Lady Reiko? I might end up like what Shinuma said, draining her of all her blood.

In my turmoil, I blurted out everything about Lady Reiko's abuse of Sayori to him.

While speaking, I nervously glanced around to see if any spies were eavesdropping.
Shinuma's reaction was surprisingly calm.

"Oh, is that so? I've heard that many people in high society are sadomasochists."

"So, this kind of thing is nothing special?"

"Of course, some people are even woken up by their maids licking them every morning; what, doesn't your Hayami family do that?"

"Pfft..."

Hearing him say that, I almost spat out all the noodles I had just swallowed.
…This kid knows everything! Did he secretly watch this morning?

So, am I being too closed-minded and conservative?

Regardless, all of this still gave my naive self a huge shock.
"If it were you, could you accept it?"

"Which kind? Whip or 'blowjob'?" "...

The latter!" "Of course!

It's fun without having to do anything, what's wrong with that? People might even enjoy it." *

Glug glug*, Shinuma tilted his head back and finished the last drop of soup, letting out a satisfied burp.

If I were as optimistic as him, I could enjoy it too!

But...but... Shinuma probably noticed my hesitation, right?

The school bell rang, and everyone stood up, ready to go to class.
"Kenya, if you really can't get used to living here, just come hide in my dorm!"
Shinuma waved goodbye as he walked ahead, quickly disappearing from sight, leaving me still unsure what to do.

Since it was the first class of the semester, the teacher and classmates introduced themselves and that was it.

The start of a new semester always makes people make a bunch of silly wishes.
I rushed to the public phone booth, my heart leaping with joy.

"Kimiko, it's me, Kenya! Did you miss me?"

Kimiko paused, her voice coming through after a moment.
"...Kenya, is that really you?"

"What? You don't recognize my voice after just a few days?"

"No, it's nothing! I was just wondering if it was inconvenient for you to call from home."
She thought I was still at home and was worried about someone overhearing our conversations.
What a thoughtful girl.

"Don't worry, Grandma, everyone is very kind to me, but nothing compares to being with you."

"What, is it inconvenient?"

"Today... I had that..."

Honestly, why is my aunt getting involved?! Even so, I spoke in a very gentle voice.

"It's okay, let's meet up! I haven't seen you for days."
"Hmm..."

"Okay! Remember to call me, I'm waiting."

"What's wrong?"

"Is it really convenient to call you?"

"Of course, they all treat me like family. Remember my number..."
I gave her Hayami's phone number, chatted for a few more minutes, and then hung up.
Strange, Kimiko is acting strange today. She seems reluctant to talk to me.
Is this some kind of "women's disease"? Anyway, I should be able to resolve this through "action" when we meet in a few days!

I left school with a sense of anticipation and excitement.

At that time, I couldn't imagine what amazing things were waiting for me at Hayami's house.

Chapter 3

The first one to start was Reika.

That day when I got home, as soon as I stepped into the yard, a pink Ferrari drove in, and Reika was sitting in the car.

Although I tried my best to avoid looking at her, when Reika opened the car door, her long, fair legs came into view.

I knew the woman before me was definitely worth savoring.

Beneath her purple silk shirt, her shapely figure seemed ready to leap out; her black leather shorts clung tightly, lightly supporting her firm, full arms…

“Men are like that, these sluts… Haven’t they ever seen a woman before? Why don’t they go back to their mothers?”

…I regretted my outburst; Lixiang already had a very bad impression of me.

It was her own fault, born with a flirtatious look that attracted attention; but it seemed she also enjoyed this “queen bee” role.

For some reason, Lixiang suddenly asked,

“Hey, you look great today, did you do something good?”
I was stunned, unsure how to answer.

“No…no! It was just the first day of class, I went to school.”
“Liar! School is that interesting? Did you meet your sweetheart?”
“Hmm…”

Lixiang stood there, her arms crossed over her chest, her mocking gaze brazenly searching my body.

I was completely at a loss, feeling for the first time as if my limbs were in the wrong place.

What on earth was going on?

Lixiang pursed her lips.

"Alright! We'll talk later. First, help me move my things from the car in. Be careful, don't break anything!"

After instructing me like a servant, Lixiang turned and went into her room. Being
a guest in someone else's house, I had to be patient.

I picked up the bags from boutiques and department stores and struggled up the stairs.

Once in Lixiang's room, I collapsed breathlessly into a chair.
"Come massage me! My legs are so sore from walking around, and Koyori's massage isn't strong enough..."

"What...why me?"

Excessive exhaustion made me lose control.

"What...what kind of attitude is this?"

Lixiang raised her extremely thin eyebrows, her expression showing displeasure.
"Yes...yes."

I humbly apologized as I approached Lixiang, who was lying on the bed.
Just then...

I couldn't help but gasp.

"Well then, thank you for your trouble!"

Lixiang turned around and quickly took off her clothes.

Not only her outer garments, but also her underwear.

She propped herself up, exposing her dark brown, hidden area between her buttocks to me.
Lixiang's legs were pressed together, revealing two full, curved mounds pressed tightly together, as if protecting the deep well of honey-like fluid flowing between them.

"Then..."

I forced myself to look away from my almost glazed eyes and said in a trembling voice.
"It's just a massage, Miss Lixiang, you don't need to take off your clothes, do you?"
"That way you can relax more. What, you've never seen a woman before? You're not a virgin, are you?"

This was so insulting that even I couldn't help but get angry.

"Are you kidding me? How old do you think I am?"

"Oh? Getting so angry, that's really childish."

Damn it, there's a limit to bullying people!

"What, are you going to be a saint and remain unmoved by a woman's advances?"

As she spoke, she spread her legs, and her round, white peach slowly split open, revealing the pink pit and tender, juicy flesh.

"Kenya, I've never seen such a cute little boy like you..."

she said, extending her right leg; the crevice in her core split open as if ripe.
Through her legs, I saw Rika's lowered head, a lewd glint flashing in her narrow phoenix eyes.

I watched as Rika's fingers, like chopsticks, picked up my limp penis and slid it up and down.

"Didn't you say you could do it? Then prove it to me."

Ah... it felt like an electric current running through my body.

The softness of her fingers brought a fleeting, melting pleasure.

Under this rhythmic vibration, I felt an increasingly intense tightening sensation.
It turned out that my penis had become engorged and swollen like a ham, squeezed awkwardly between Rika's limited fingers.

A tingling numbness began to spread from my lower body.

"Rika, this..."

"What, thinking about your girlfriend?"

"No...no. It's just that we're siblings now..."

Rika laughed heartily.

"Oh my god! You're so honest. What are you afraid of? We're not related by blood."
"Even so, but..."

Rika interrupted me.

"Kenya, if you want to become a member of the Hayami family, this is the first thing you need to learn."
When she let go of me, my penis was already a firing platform, standing straight and erect.

"Come in!"

The mountain streams in the canyon were clearly reflected, and now I just wanted to throw myself into this pioneering adventure without any regard for anything else.

"Come on, 'Big Kenya,' come and play!"

Rika's charming voice made me unable to resist any longer, and as if it were a perfect match, my little brother slid into the already open deep passage.

"Oh, good, come in a little more, your sister is waiting for you!"

The softness and moisture inside Lixiang's vagina made my root melt with pleasure; I felt the worm-like segments and intense contractions inside, so I thrust in and out forcefully, wanting to pierce the deepest, most mysterious and pure land.

"Ah..."

Lixiang moaned, just wanting to hear her soprano-like lewd cries. I twisted my waist wantonly, making her make high and low sounds with my thrusts from different angles.

The creaking of the spring bed kept time, her fingertips gripped the sheets tightly, her face contorted with an expression that seemed to tell of unbridled pleasure.

Lixiang's long hair was scattered on the pure white sheets, like black rose petals scattered all over the bed.

"Ah... harder..."

The intoxicating pleasure quickly brought me to climax.

Thinking about it, I hadn't been intimate with a woman for more than a month; today was truly a wild and exhilarating experience.

The advancing force broke through layer upon layer of winding obstacles, seemingly about to reach the Jade Gate Pass.

As if sensing my excitement, Lixiang leaned forward, causing my thrusting attack to miss its mark.

"Again...again!"

Just as I attacked again, she abruptly pulled away, flipped over, and used her mouth to catch the white, creamy liquid gushing from my surging body.

Then, she greedily licked the sticky juice sprayed on her lips and cheeks.

"It's been so long since I've tasted such pure and sweet 'coconut milk'..."

she said, smiling playfully at me.

Her eyes, gleaming with burning desire, shone like stars in the night sky.
I couldn't help but be moved; I hadn't expected Lixiang to have such a lovely side.
But, only for a fleeting moment...

"Thank you, Miss. May I have a glass of water now?"

Before I could finish speaking, my clothes were thrown at me, the last piece being my sweat-soaked boxer shorts, which hit my face.

"You can leave now."

Rika's voice was like a bucket of snow in winter. She quickly grabbed the towel lying on the side of the bed and hid her slender body.

"Are you deaf? Get out now! I don't need you anymore!"

Rika seemed like a different person.

Just like that, in less than a minute, I was pitifully kicked out.
I began to feel extreme disgust towards myself.

I didn't blame Rika, but I felt extremely remorseful for being so easily tempted and having such a relationship with the Hayami family's young lady who had been kind to me.

Had I become a perverted lecher who would take any opportunity to seduce someone?

My parents' kind smiling faces flashed through my mind. If Mrs. Reiko found out about this, I would definitely be kicked out.

To make matters worse, just as I was feeling frustrated and worried about how to explain things to Mrs. Reiko, I looked up and saw her leaning against the stairs, looking like she was waiting for me.

Good heavens! Now there's nowhere to run.

She smiled brightly.

"Oh, your face is so rosy, did you just do something good?"
I touched my face haphazardly, feeling a warm breath.
At that moment, I really wanted to blurt out everything and beg for her forgiveness.

"What exciting game did you play with Reiko?"

My legs went weak with fear.

Good heavens! Are there hidden cameras everywhere here?

Is Mrs. Reiko monitoring my every move?

So, this morning with Sayori, and just now in Reiko's room…

I tried to remain calm, but my voice trembled like a throbbing snake.

"N-nothing, just gave her a massage."

I've never been good at lying.

Mrs. Reiko's eyes lit up; I knew there was nothing left to hide from her.

"Then you can massage me like you did before!"

How...how did it turn out like this?

I felt like I was in a maze, spinning around and completely disoriented.
Mrs. Reiko's footsteps were clearly audible ahead, and I followed them involuntarily, as if believing that this would lead me out.

This is truly a nightmare...

"Come on! How did you play with Reiko?"

I was afraid that Mrs. Reiko would suddenly strip naked as well.

"Hmm...she was just lying there, and I was massaging her shoulders..."

Reiko smiled radiantly, her eyes blinking seductively.

"No way! This is so unlike the Hayami family. Kenya, if you're going to be part of the family, you can't be so timid and cowardly anymore, not even as good as a girl."

I was so ashamed I wanted to run back to my room immediately. It's really unpleasant to be caught lying in front of others.

Because of this, I decided to just go for it.

"Come on! Kenya, let me see your real skills."

Turning around, her hand moved over the sheer black lace panties.
I don't know if it was the color of the panties or something else, but the color of Mrs. Reiko's crotch was very dark, like a small blueberry with a slightly sour taste, a plump fruit about to fall in late autumn.

I couldn't wait to unzip my pants, and my still warm knife went in.
Mrs. Reiko's body had just the right amount of elasticity, slightly loose, like a familiar soft leather bag, comfortably and unreservedly taking in my sharp, polished knife handle.

Mrs. Reiko's bag suddenly contracted, and I felt like I was swallowed up, sinking into a warm, moist darkness.

"Mmm! Touch me...here..."

She pulled my right hand, leading me to the knot at the front.

I first fiddled with the two fluttering bows, savoring their fullness and elasticity, then gently stroked the hard, bulging knot in the middle.

Mrs. Reiko roared like a wild beast.

"Oh! Kenya, so good...ah..."

Mrs. Reiko pulled out, rolled over, and sandwiched my thick penis between her full breasts.

Mrs. Reiko's breasts were soft and numb, and the shiny, transparent fluid from my recently withdrawn penis was smeared on them, like the drool that a greedy person had accidentally dripped.

She cupped her breasts in her hands, letting my little darling sink deep into them, bouncing like a trampoline.

Waves of pleasure washed over me, and I felt like I was about to be swallowed by this endless sea of desire.

"Madam...I...I'm going to cum!"

"Come...come on!"

"Ah..."

Madam Reiko welcomed my gushing fountain of life, sucking it passionately, joining in this ecstatic frenzy.

"Such a vigorous young man, still so fragrant and rich on your second time."

"Oh..."

I gasped, like a marathon runner who had just reached the finish line.
Seeing me like this, Madam Reiko's voice turned sharp.

"What, you can't take it anymore? The real battle is about to begin."
"No...Madam...next time!"

I grabbed my clothes and fled, not caring what Madam Reiko would think of me.
...What...what's going on?

It felt like a million needles were pricking me at once; my head started to ache.

Just with Reika was one thing, but Madam Reiko was old enough to be my mother, and I also...

no...no, they seduced me.

They were two poisonous spiders, living solely by sucking men's blood.

But if even someone like the angel Shizune...

Human destiny is unpredictable.

I

swear to God, I have never had any improper thoughts about Shizune.

As I was panting and dragging myself down the second-floor corridor, I saw someone leaning against the wall, collapsed.

That frail figure looked a lot like Shizune.

Even though I was exhausted, I couldn't just leave her there.

"Shizune, are you alright?"

I ran over.

Shizune, pale-faced, slightly opened her misty eyes.

"I'm sorry... my chest hurts so much..."

she said, collapsing into my arms.

I carried her slender body back to her room.

Shizune's beautiful neck exuded the fresh fragrance of early spring. She was panting, her rapid breaths hitting my chest.

Just as I was about to gently place her on the bed, as if pushed by a demon, I pressed my lips to hers.

"Kenya, I..."

Shizune's hands wrapped around my waist, and she opened her cool lips, sending a warm current of spring into my mouth.

I gently rubbed my lips against hers, feeling the cool, silky smoothness, and sensing her gradually regaining her vitality, like a withered rose blooming anew.

My tongue slowly moved down, tracing the smooth lines of her neck, her delicate shoulders, and finally reaching the taut mound of her breasts.

I buried my face in her nipple, taking it in like a teardrop.

"Ah..."

Shizune trembled as if unable to bear it.

The bitter taste stimulated my tongue to lick even more intensely.

I gently nibbled at this pink spring with my teeth, and a trace of sweetness gradually seeped out.

"Ah... ah ah..."

I squatted down and quietly parted Shizune's ivory-white legs.

Shizune shyly covered her face with her hands, but did not resist further.

In the dim light, I felt as if I had opened a thousand-year-old treasure hidden deep in the sea; her pink petals and buds were adorned with various jewels, and the tightly closed cracks were thick walls protecting that mysterious garden that had never been invaded.

I struck it hard with the tip of my tongue, making it softer and looser with each strike.
The wall crumbled in an instant, and honey-like nectar flowed out.
"Ah! Kenya..."

Shizune tugged at my hair, her moans filled with tearing pain.
"No... I..."

Shizune squeezed her legs together tightly, but this only allowed me to probe deeper, burying myself deep into the radiant, blooming flower of lust in Shizune's garden.

"Kenya, let... let me... do you too!"

I nodded and lay down, my penis erect like a pillar between my legs.
"I... this is my first time doing something like this."

I stroked her soft, long hair, gently pressing her against my erection.
Shizune was really inexperienced.

At first, she just circled the shaft with her tongue, being careful not to let her teeth touch me.

Then she took my little trumpet into her mouth, and her usually smooth, marble-like cheeks bulged out; my size was truly too big for her.

"Should I move it up and down like this?"

Her lips gripped my penis tightly like a rubber band. Although her thrusts were irregular, the alternating speed felt like a different kind of stimulation. I twisted my waist to match her movements.

"Mmm... Oh..."

And so I almost reached my climax.

But it would be too unfair to ejaculate without entering Shizune's body.

"Shizune, come on!"

I had her lie face down, wrapped my arms around her waist, and thrust in.
"Ah!"

Shizune screamed, a cry a mixture of fear and pain.
I gently turned the key that opened the door to pleasure, letting the newly opened secret garden gradually get used to the presence of a stranger.

"Hmm... ahh..."

I gradually increased the force of my thrusts, like driving a pile, plunging deep into the soil again and again.

"Kenya, I... ah..."

Ignoring Shizune's shyness, my hands caressed her wet flower bud, the bud swelling as if it were about to burst.

"No... Kenya, ah..."

My hammer, having reached the deepest part of the secret passage, felt waves of contractions.

"Ah..."

The egg-white-like fluid gushed out without reservation, and Shizune opened her rosy cherry lips, enjoying this joyful spring.

For the first time, I felt the intoxicating sensation of ejaculating inside a woman. A sudden wave of tingling sensation washed over me, and my nerves seemed exhausted from the excessive stimulation.

"Mitsu..."

Mitsu whimpered weakly, as if she had fainted.

I covered her with a blanket, dressed her, and quietly left.

Back in my room, I felt so weak I could barely stand.
Four times a day, all with different people... This was something I, a usually well-behaved person, had never imagined.

And that wasn't all...

These four people all lived under the same roof, three of them a mother and daughter.
I didn't want to explain what had happened to me; perhaps men are just like that?

But I was reaping the consequences.

Not only was I so exhausted I could barely keep my eyes open, but how was I supposed to have breakfast with Reiko and her daughter tomorrow morning?

Just as I was about to go crazy worrying about this, I heard Koyori's voice outside the door.

"Mr. Kenya, I'm coming in!"

Sayori was still as beautiful and refined as when I first met her. What happened at noon...?

"Mr. Kenya, you look terrible..."

"It's alright, I'll rest for a bit."

"You've just arrived here, you're probably not used to it yet?"

"Yes, a lot has happened."

But it's best not to say anything in front of Sayori.

The deep purple welts on Sayori's naked body flashed through my mind again.
Sayori seemed to read my thoughts, and lowered her head slightly; her bright eyes suddenly filled with tears.

"I'm so sorry for what you saw back then..."

she murmured softly, but I couldn't hear what she said.
"Because I often broke things without realizing it, that's why Madam punished me like that. It was all my fault."

No matter what, I still felt that Sayori was so pitiful, and it was wrong to punish a servant like that.

"Koyori, you have to believe me, I absolutely didn't mean to peep at you; it's just that the ceramic vase broke and you didn't come to clean it up..."

Then, I tried my best to portray myself as clumsy to comfort her.

"Actually, you don't need to blame yourself too much. I often make mistakes like that, even more serious than breaking things. For example, I always step in dog poop when I walk, and I hand in my exam paper without writing my name, resulting in a zero..."

Hearing me say this, Koyori chuckled.

Her red eyes seemed to tell a story of endless grievances.

At that moment, I really wanted to hug her tightly.

"Koyori..."

"Mr. Kenya, thank you."

Seeing her smile made me feel relieved.

"Since you're so tired, let me give you a massage to relieve your fatigue!"
...A massage? My fatigue came from a massage.

After politely declining Koyori's offer, I drifted off to sleep.
[To be continued below]

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