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==>*Warning!*<==

     This story deals with many adult, emotional, and sexual
situations.  If you are of legal age to be reading this, and
any  of  the aforementioned situations cause extreme  mental
discomfort, do not read any further (and see a shrink!   Sex
isn't  evil.  Bad people make sex seem evil.  Okay,  lecture
mode  off...).  If you are NOT of age and are reading  this,
SHAME  ON YOU!  ^_^   If you continue reading, you do so  at
your own risk.
     Please remember the following:  While the characters in
this  story  engage in unsafe sex, that doesn't give  you  a
license  (or  excuse) to do the same.  Condom axiom:  Always
put one on before putting it in!


        "Urusei Yatsura : The Prince and the Lecher"
                         Part Eight


      Megane's eyes widened as Oyuki's grinding hips  rubbed
her  ass  against  his lengthening member,  causing  him  to
regain  the  lustful urges he'd felt before that  disastrous
shower.  He'd forgotten to warn Oyuki about the lack of  hot
water,  and both of their lustful urges wound up paying  the
price.   That  made  their current situation  all  the  more
desirable.  He wanted to make up for that lost love session,
with interest.
      The  feeling of his face being enveloped by the smooth
skin  of  Oyuki's breasts as she leaned into him  punctuated
those  thoughts  nicely.  He brought his  hands  around  her
waist,  grasping  her  at her back and  thigh  to  hold  her
comfortably  to  him.  While he knew he could've  spent  the
rest  of  his  life happily nestled in the cleavage  of  her
breasts,  Megane  wanted more from her.  So  he  reluctantly
pulled  himself back from his warm prison and looked at  her
smirking face.
      He brought his hand to her face in a gentle caress  as
he  gazed deeply into her eyes.  "Well, what did you have in
mind,  Oyuki-chan?" he asked playfully, completely aware  of
how horny they both were.
     Oyuki gave him a slightly seductive smile as she patted
him on his thigh with her left hand.  "First of all, one  of
us  is  a  little overdressed.  Don't you think Megane-kun?"
she asked with a smile as she tugged on his damp towel.
     Megane agreed with her and quickly brought his hands to
his  hips, tugging madly at the fabric in an effort  to  rid
himself of it.  Complicating matters seriously was the  fact
that  he  and  Oyuki  were  both sitting  on  parts  of  the
offending cloth.  Megane growled in frustration as he  tried
time  and  again to pull the towel away from his body.   Too
concerned  with  wanting to have sex with Oyuki,  he  didn't
stop  to  think about sitting up in the chair a bit,  so  it
wasn't until the seventh tug that he managed to free himself
of it.
      Satisfied  that  he'd  won  a  major  victory,  Megane
unceremoniously dumped the offending cloth on the  deckplate
next  to  his chair.  With the towel gone, he had no problem
with  feeling the warm, silken skin of Oyuki's  ass  as  she
squirmed in his lap.  His member grew thicker as the feather-
soft  touch  of her skin against it set his passion  alight.
He  closed his eyes and smiled widely, saying nothing as his
desire burned white-hot inside of him.
     Oyuki halted the movement of her hand through his hair,
and  stopped swaying her hips as she encountered the growing
stiffness of Megane's tool pressing against her upper thigh.
"Well,  Megane-kun!   What have we here?"  she  asked  in  a
sultry voice as she suddenly slid down his legs.  She landed
on  the  deck  on her knees, and placed her hands  atop  his
thighs  as she stared directly at his burgeoning member.   A
playful  smile wended its way across her face as she chanced
upon an idea she hoped would make Megane go out of his mind.
      Flexing  her fingers as they lay atop his legs,  Oyuki
rubbed  her hands across the tops of his thighs, her fingers
gingerly  grazing the hairy expanse of his legs.   She  felt
goosebumps  raise on his skin and knew that she  was  having
the desired effect on him.
      "Oh  man..."  was all Megane could  say  in  a  choked
whisper.  He'd never had this done to him before, so all  he
could  do  was  just sit there in the chair and  accept  the
loving  caress from his self-declared fiancee.   His  member
was  painfully erect now as the slow, wonderful  feeling  of
her  touch built up within him.  Oyuki's playful hands  were
turning him on in ways he'd never thought of.  He was hungry
for  more,  and  wanted  her to do  something  besides  just
rubbing his legs, so he reached his hands down and put  them
atop hers, stroking them gently.
      Oyuki  watched with extreme satisfaction  as  Megane's
towering member had grown to its full prominence.  She  took
his  hands in hers and brought them to her face, meeting  no
resistance from him in the process.  She kissed his left one
lightly,  then placed it on his knee.  Rubbing the  palm  of
his  right hand with her thumb, Oyuki kissed the back of  it
lingeringly, letting her tongue dart across it.
      Megane  "hmmmed" appreciatively as Oyuki gave  special
attention to his right hand.  He groaned loudly as her mouth
roamed   across  the  back  of  his  hand,  her  tongue   an
exquisitely warm and wet feeling.
      She  broke her oral contact with his hand,  but  never
stopped rubbing the palm with her thumb.  Aiming his hand at
her lips, she took his middle finger into her mouth, inching
it  in  at an excruciatingly slow pace, and started  licking
and  sucking on it as it penetrated further into her  mouth,
as if it was a second penis.
      Megane  completely  lost his  breath  as  Oyuki's  new
technique  played itself out across his nerves.   The  warm,
wet  sensation of his finger in her mouth was very lewd  and
most inviting.  It reminded him of just how good it felt  to
have  his  member in there, willingly accepting the  tongue-
lashing  that  she had so happily given it.   Just  when  he
thought his rod couldn't get any bigger, he fought back  his
shock  as  his  straining member pushed itself  upwards  and
outwards further than it had ever been in his entire life.
     Oyuki's eyes widened as she saw his member grow bigger,
and  guessed  that she had teased him to a higher  level  of
arousal  than he'd felt before.  She had a feeling,  though,
that if she kept this up much longer without giving him  any
type of release, he'd probably pass out.  Concentrating  her
gaze  on his twitching member, she saw a clear bead of  pre-
cum  spill  off of the head.  The droplet coursed  down  the
length of Megane's shaft and pooled at its base.
      She  withdrew  his middle finger from  her  mouth  and
debated  sucking  on  his  thumb, but  couldn't  ignore  the
alluring  call of his throbbing member.  Dropping his  right
hand  from  her grasp, she pushed herself up Megane's  legs,
her breasts rubbing against them as she ascended.
      He  felt  more than saw her move.  His legs registered
the  two solid points of Oyuki's erect, pink nipples as they
slid  up  to just below his knees.  His breath shuddered  in
anticipation as he awaited her final move.
     Oyuki's lips were at the tip of his penis, almost close
enough  to  touch it.  She brought her hands to his  crotch,
and  laid them on his hips.  Then she opened her mouth, bent
her  head  down and lazily enveloped the head of his  member
with her full lips.
      Megane shouted something unintelligible as the red and
swollen head of his cock became immersed in the soft and wet
world of Oyuki's mouth.  He opened his eyes fully and looked
down  at  her as she moved her head around on his  cockhead,
keeping  only  the  lips of her mouth  draped  over  it  and
refraining from using her tongue.
      Oyuki was enjoying the even pace she was setting.  She
was  getting a lot out of the slow, easy way she was dealing
with  Megane,  and was in no hurry to get to  a  conclusion.
She  drew in her cheeks, increasing the tension of her  lips
around  the rim of his cockhead as she moved her  head  from
side  to  side.  She saw Megane watching her, and winked  at
him  playfully once she made eye contact with him.  She felt
his  penis  pulse  in  her  mouth in  response,  and  smiled
inwardly.
      Megane was so tempted to push her head down on his rod
and end his suffering, but knew that she wouldn't appreciate
such  a self-serving act.  Besides, a part of him liked  the
tense  feeling  of teetering on the edge of  orgasm  without
going  all  the  way.   He kept his seat,  unmoving,  as  he
watched  her  lips massage the head of his rod for  a  good,
long  while.   He enjoyed the rich, tingling  sensation  her
lips were producing along the expanse of his swollen tip  as
they  moved up and down upon it.  The shaft of his  rod  was
burning  hot,  and his balls felt like they  were  about  to
explode.
      Oyuki  noted  a salty taste starting to build  in  her
mouth.   Drawing her cheeks in even further made  the  taste
more  prominent, and she realized that Megane's pre-cum  was
collecting  in  her  mouth.  She drew  the  slippery  lotion
deeper  into  her  mouth, sampling the taste  of  it  before
swallowing.
      She  wanted  to see just how much longer he  could  go
before  he was done, so she hummed deeply, hoping to add  to
Megane's  dilemma and see just how far she could  push  him.
She  could feel the vibrations hit her lips and cascade down
his  taut and iron-hard member, and knew that they  had  the
desired  effect when she heard a lusty growl of  frustration
come from Megane.
      She brought her hands into play, gingerly dragging her
fingernails  along  the underside of  Megane's  balls.   She
tickled  the sack as her lips continued their orbit  of  his
cockhead, dragging another suffering and elongated moan from
him in the process.
      Letting  her fingers do the walking on his balls,  she
took her mouth off of his pulsing cockhead and began leaving
a trail of kisses along the underside of his member.  Megane
grunted  every  time her pursed lips made contact.   He  was
delirious  with sexual tension, and could feel his heartbeat
resonating throughout his whole body, as if it were  on  the
verge of exploding.
      Oyuki's  tongue moved up and down the  bottom  of  his
shaft in a slow, circular motion, teasing the sensitive skin
of  his rod and evoking deep sighs of pleasure from a nearly
brain-dead Megane.  She felt him getting close, and  stopped
her movement when she sensed he was about to cum.
     Megane's hands balled into fists as he tried to contain
the  seemingly boundless energy Oyuki was coaxing  from  him
with that talented mouth of hers.  His entire body felt like
it  was on fire.  Plus, he had come so close to getting  off
so   many   times  that  the  pressure  in  his  groin   was
unbelievably  tight.   He doubted he  could  hold  out  much
longer without going stark, raving mad.
      She gambled that she had a couple of more minutes,  so
she took his member from the side and gripped it firmly with
her  lips.  With quick, darting motions she moved her tongue
across  the side of his rod, enjoying the sensation  of  his
hot  member  pulsing in her mouth.  She  dragged  her  teeth
across  the  side of his member, eliciting a surprised  gasp
from  Megane and almost sending him over the edge.   Feeling
him  about ready to cum, she again pulled her mouth  off  of
her lover's bursting organ and smiled at him wickedly.
      Megane groaned in frustration as he watched Oyuki lift
her  pretty,  young face off of his hypersensitive  rod  and
wink at him.  He was aching for release, badly.  Her teasing
had brought him to the absolute peak of arousal, and he felt
himself  right at the edge.  But somehow knew that  he'd  be
unable to go off without her.
      Oyuki  watched as a stronger, steady stream of pre-cum
spilled  from  the tip of his aching member and  coated  his
cockhead  and  shaft.  She brought her head  back  down  and
again  engulfed the tip of his raging member in  her  mouth,
this  time swishing her tongue around the full area  of  his
cockhead.   Megane's breathing became short and ragged,  and
his  leg  muscles  started to tense  up  underneath  Oyuki's
hands.   Realizing that she didn't have a lot of time before
he  came, she pulled her mouth off of his member, tilted her
head  back,  and  swallowed  the salty  lubricant  that  had
accumulated within.
      "Oyuki,  please!" Megane fairly insisted in  a  hoarse
whisper.  His sex drive was on the verge of blowing out  and
he was as stressed out as he had ever been.  While it was  a
turn  on to have his urges extended to such a degree,  every
man does have his limits.  Especially one who hadn't had sex
except twice before in his life.
      She  smiled  at the suffering face of  her  lover  and
fiancee,  and agreed to end his suffering.  She mouthed  the
words  "I  love  you"  before bringing  her  head  down  and
engulfing his entire penis in her mouth.  With his  cockhead
nearly touching the back of her throat, she had little  room
to  maneuver her tongue or swallow.  She had to  suppress  a
slight  feeling of panic she had at having him so  close  to
her  throat;  afraid for only a moment that she might  choke
on his member.
      Once  she was comfortable with his whole cock  in  her
mouth, she began to run her tongue back and forth along  the
base  of  his  shaft  as best as she could.   The  dexterous
muscle  in her mouth struck the sensitive underside  of  his
whole penis, sending Megane into short, gasping breaths.  It
didn't  last thirty seconds before he cried out and lurched,
his  pelvis  heaving upward involuntarily as his  resistance
shattered.
      Oyuki grabbed tight hold of Megane's hips, and managed
to  keep her lips wrapped around the base of his penis as he
lurched forward.  Knowing what was about to happen, she drew
her  cheeks in to provide as much suction as she  could.   A
moment  later  she felt his member twitch in her  mouth  and
shoot gobs of cum against the back of her mouth and straight
down her throat.
      She  swallowed furiously, her tongue still  fluttering
against  the underside of his rod in hopes of extending  his
orgasm.  His cum was flowing into her mouth so copiously and
intensely  that she couldn't swallow it all right away,  and
was  forced  to  let  some of it pool  in  her  mouth.   She
grimaced  slightly  at the strong flavor  of  Megane's  seed
bathing  her tongue, and hoped she was getting used  to  the
taste.
     Megane couldn't believe what he was feeling.  He'd felt
his  penis jerk *twenty* times in Oyuki's mouth so far,  and
some  part  of him knew that there was still more inside  of
him  for  her to swallow.  He was surprised that she  hadn't
choked  on  his seed yet, but guessed that she really  liked
what she was doing, so he decided not to worry about it.  He
couldn't  say  anything about it anyway, he'd been  grunting
and  yelling ever since he first shot off in her mouth,  and
still  couldn't do anything more than that one  and  a  half
minutes later.
     Oyuki sucked down all of the cum that had pooled in her
mouth,  forcing  it down with only a little bit  of  effort.
Once  she  was sure that he was spent, she pulled her  mouth
off  of his straining rod, her lips keeping a tight seal  on
the shaft as her head moved upward.  With a lingering motion
not  unlike a kiss in reverse, she slowly unwrapped her lips
from  around his cockhead.  A small string of his  seed  was
clinging  to  his cockhead and her lower lip, stretching  as
she pulled her head away until it snapped.
      Megane sighed in relief as his aching balls had  found
their release, but was confused as for some reason the pent-
up tension was still there within him.  He watched his lover
pull  her  luscious lips off of his steaming rod,  gratified
that  she  had  given him such a wonderful  experience.   He
watched  her  with some amusement as she  sat  there  for  a
moment,  apparently watching his rod to see if it was  going
to  do  something.  After a minute or two, she looked up  at
him.
      "It's  not  going down, Megane-kun,"  she  complained,
pouting  slightly.   She seemed to be trying  to  stare  the
beast  into  submission, but it didn't seem to  be  working,
though.
      Megane smiled rakishly as he bent down and grabbed her
shoulders,  coaxing her into his lap once more.   "Maybe  it
isn't  done  yet, dear," he suggested with a sly  grin.   He
brought  her onto his lap, and eagerly pressed his  lips  to
hers.
      She giggled as their lips met, the implication of  his
words  not  escaping her attention.  She felt  the  fire  of
desire  that had been smoldering in her crotch intensify  as
Megane's member pressed against her thigh, letting her  knew
that it was about to become her turn to face the music.
      Megane  turned Oyuki in his lap so that her legs  were
spread  wide  open and draped over his, and her  crotch  was
straddling  his  still-erect penis.   He  wrapped  his  arms
around her, resting his hands on her shoulder and belly  and
hugging  her to him tightly.  He kissed her on the  back  of
the  neck,  and moved his lips to her ear.  "That was  mean,
Oyuki-chan," he mock-scolded in a husky whisper as he rubbed
her taut belly with his left hand.
      "That'll  teach you to look at Lum like  that  in  the
future,  Megane-kun"  she chided, rubbing  his  arms  as  he
caressed  her shoulder and stomach.  She smirked to herself,
knowing  that despite the teasing she gave him,  he  enjoyed
what  she  did immensely.  Plus Oyuki had to admit  that  it
really turned her on to see just how much pleasure she could
give  him  with so little effort on her part.  Besides,  she
thought  to  herself, he looked cute when he  grimaced  like
that.
     Megane looked over the shoulder of the woman sitting in
his  lap.  He felt a heavy burst of love and pride at  being
the  man lucky enough to hold this beautiful female  in  his
arms.   But he also had a little mischievous idea  pop  into
his head.  Oyuki had teased him to the bursting point before
letting  him cum, so he felt that turnabout should  be  fair
play.   With that in mind he took his large hands  and  laid
them on her pointed hips.
      Using  a  delicately-soft touch, Megane  dragged  them
across  the  sensitive tops of her hip-bones,  down  to  the
cheeks  of  her  ass,  and back up to her  hip  bones  in  a
circular  motion.   Oyuki's  eyelashes  fluttered   as   the
pleasurable caress registered in the back of her mind.   She
bit  her lower lip and moaned, her breathing growing  deeper
as  her  hips started rotating.  She ground herself  against
Megane, pushing the hot, wet skin of her vagina against  the
pulsing muscle of his manhood.
      Megane fought the urge he felt to sink his penis  into
her  welcoming sex.  As badly as he wanted to slip into that
paradise,  he  wanted to see her get off  without  his  rod.
With  that  in mind he reached down and pushed his  erection
under  and  behind her left leg, bringing it up  and  behind
Oyuki so that she wouldn't be tempted to play with him while
he enjoyed teasing her.
      Oyuki  pouted sexily after watching Megane  bring  his
tool  out of her reach.  She wanted to sink herself down  on
top of him soooo badly, but apparently he had other ideas at
the moment.  `He could've at least touched my pussy when  he
moved  his  cock out of the way,' she thought gruffly,  then
gasped  again  as  the feeling of Megane's  fingers  started
tracing along her flanks caught her by surprise.
      Her  sex tingled and her nipples drew themselves  even
tighter  and  higher as his slow and deliberate hand  motion
massaged the tight muscles of her sides.  Enjoying the ride,
and  hoping  she  could encourage him to go  further,  Oyuki
brought her hands up and behind Megane's neck.  That  action
thrust her breasts out in the process, and provided him with
unrestricted access as his hands continued their  slow  trip
upward.
      Megane's  grin grew as his eyes caught  sight  of  the
captivating,  snowy mounds that rested atop  Oyuki's  chest.
The  pink-crowned  domes of skin were pushed  upwards,  each
begging for his inexpert touch.  His member twitched in  its
secluded  spot  between his abdomen  and  her  back  as  his
superheated  sexual drive added its deafening voice  to  his
already  clouded  mind.   He forced himself  to  ignore  her
beautiful  breasts, however, as he angled his  mouth  up  to
take her earlobe in his mouth.
      "Ooooh," Oyuki cooed with delight as she felt Megane's
warm  tongue  flutter across her sensitive earlobe,  quickly
stoking   her  sexual  fire  to  even  hotter   and   hotter
temperatures.  She felt herself getting restless in his lap,
and  was itching to go all the way.  She started running one
of  her hands through his hair, and caressed the back of his
neck  with  the other, hoping that he'd get so aroused  that
he'd end this game and finish them both off.
      Alas, he was keeping himself under better control than
she'd  hoped.  Barely, anyway.  Megane's penis  was  pushing
itself  to the bursting point once more as Oyuki's caressing
hands  and  swaying back were working miracles on  both  his
neck  and member.  He had to keep himself from gritting  his
teeth,  lest he accidentally bite her earlobe and  kill  the
fun.
     Megane countered her desperate act with one of his own.
Taking  his  hands from their patrol of her soft flanks,  he
brought  them together at her navel.  Then with his  fingers
fully extended, Megane grazed them back and forth across her
lower belly, deliberately coming within microns of her eager
sex on every pass, but never touching it.
      He  released her reddened earlobe from his  mouth  and
began  kissing and nipping at the nape of her  neck.   Oyuki
responded  by turning her head away from him, giving  Megane
more  room  to  move along the area of her tiny  neck.   She
closed  her  eyes tightly and licked her lips, enjoying  the
ticklish sensations of Megane's hands and mouth, and groaned
in  frustration  every time his hands made a near-miss  pass
along her delicate sex.
      They both felt her whole body grow warmer as the  heat
of her sexual desire began to touch every nerve and fiber in
her  body.   Sweat started to form on Oyuki's forehead,  and
she  could feel her sex really start to moisten in  response
to Megane's handiwork.
      With  her  straddling his legs, Megane had no  trouble
feeling  the  honey of her sex flow from her  and  coat  his
balls  and  thighs.  The thought of that alone almost  drove
him  to  a spontaneous orgasm, and it took a supreme act  of
will  to keep his hormones in check.  He wanted her  to  get
off before he did again, so he pressed his attack.
      He  began directing his hands upwards to her  awaiting
breasts as they continued their wide, slow, circular  caress
across her stomach and ribs.  Oyuki's tension built up as  a
result,  knowing  that  where his hands  were  headed.   "Oh
yes..." she moaned lowly as his fingers made tentative touch
with the undersides of each breast.
      The tender and soft swells felt very warm and inviting
to   Megane  as  his  stroking  fingers  slid  across  them.
Maintaining  his  slow and steady pace, it was  two  minutes
before his fingers had wound their way from the base of  her
breast up to their taut pink aureole.  Oyuki's breathing had
begun to quicken and her body started to tremble as Megane's
fingers  approached her sensitive nipples, and right  before
they  made  contact with her sensitive nubs, he  pulled  his
hands completely away from her body.
      "Not  yet, Oyuki-chan," he chided, kissing her on  the
neck right below her ear.
      "Beast..."  she retorted breathlessly with mock-anger.
The buildup of tension was playing hell with her nerves, but
she  had  to admit that she hadn't felt this wild before  in
her whole life.
     Megane chuckled softly before he nibbled on her earlobe
once  again.  Oyuki felt him place one of his hands  at  her
face  and  stroke  her tenderly.  She  then  felt  him  push
lightly  against her cheek, so she turned to  look  at  him.
With a look of love and pure devotion in his eyes, he arched
his head up and took her in a deep kiss.
      She  moaned  into his mouth as their lips and  tongues
met.   He was really making an impression on her this  time,
showing  that  it  wasn't just a game to him.   He  *really*
loved her, and was doing this more for her than for himself.
At  that moment she threw herself into the kiss as best  she
could, resisting the temptation to turn in his lap and  face
him  directly.   She knew it would've been a futile  attempt
anyway;  he wouldn't have allowed it.  At least, not yet.
      Megane  felt Oyuki inflame with passion as their  kiss
grew  deeper, and knew that he'd better continue before  she
came on her own.  Keeping the kiss going, he moved his hands
back down to her breasts and started tracing the area of her
aureole  with his fingers, nudging the nipples  gently  with
every orbit.
      Oyuki  groaned deeply into Megane's mouth,  her  words
lost  in  a lusty cry as her body pushed itself to a higher,
unimagined peak.  She broke the kiss as her head moved  back
and  forth, reacting to the gentle touch Megane was applying
to  her hypersensitive nipples.  She cried out again when he
took  the  firm  nubs  of  flesh  between  his  thumbs   and
forefingers and slowly rotated them.
      Time  and time again she felt her body teetering right
at  the precipice of a wonderful orgasm, but whenever  she'd
get  very close to coming, Megane would break off his  touch
and  leave her wanting more.  After several long minutes  of
chasing,  but  never reaching an orgasm, her body  began  to
show  signs of the strain.  Her body was covered in  a  fine
sheen of sweat.  Her nostrils were flared due to her labored
breathing.  He saw that her nipples were as erect as he  had
seen  them  in  the shower recently, and he could  feel  the
slipperiness between his legs as a small puddle of her honey
drenched  his  manhood and thighs.  The part that  he  found
interesting  was that he hadn't even put his hands  anywhere
near her sex yet.
      Oyuki's lack of an orgasm was a growing source of both
frustration  and  pleasure to her.   She  was  unsure  about
whether she should have him continue the teasing, or end her
plight  right  away.  But her heart was beating  at  such  a
frenetic rate that she could hear it over the din of all  of
the  instruments  and  systems in the cockpit,  and  it  was
pushing  her to an unbelievable level of anxiety.  She  felt
herself edging towards unconsciousness as her heart raced in
her chest.
      Megane  seemed to sense this, and worried that despite
the  fun they were having, she may have been pushed too far.
Not  one  to  make her suffer unnecessarily, he  pushed  his
hands  down  from her breasts towards her sex, leaving  them
right at the ridge of her pubic bone.  "Are you ready, Oyuki-
chan?" he whispered in a teasing voice.
      "YES!" she shouted, her voice deep and resonant in the
cramped  confines  of  the  Widow cockpit,  and  her  desire
completely unmistakable.
      He  smiled  and continued his hands on  towards  their
goal.  Just as his hands approached the bluish wisps of hair
at  the rim of her sex, his hands separated and latched onto
her  hips.  Surprise registered on Oyuki's face as  expected
didn't  happen.  "Megane-kun, what the hell are you..."  she
asked  with a hint of irritation as she felt herself tilting
to  one side.  A moment later she found herself alone in the
chair and Megane at her feet on the floor.
      Before  she could say anything else, she found herself
getting  pulled  by the hips so her ass was perched  on  the
edge  of  the chair;  a job made much easier by the  copious
amount  of  juices  she'd spilled during  Megane's  marathon
caress of her body.
      She  closed  her  eyes  and shouted  with  abandon  as
Megane's  mouth  hurriedly attached itself to  the  red  and
completely  distended clit of her steaming sex.   He  hadn't
even  licked the sensitive appendage four times  before  her
thighs clamped down on either side of his head and she cried
out  his name.  The most intense orgasm of her life hit  her
right  in  the  pit of her stomach and shot out  across  all
parts  of her body, electrifying every nerve and making  all
of her muscles lock.
      Megane drank liberally from her fountain of cum as  it
spouted from her sacred chalice, but kept his tongue licking
dutifully at her swollen petals all the while.  Oyuki's head
thrashed from side to side in abandon as orgasm after orgasm
collided  within her.  His unstoppable tongue  kept  coaxing
the limitless waves of pleasure from her with ease.  She dug
her  nails  into the padded armrests of the chair,  breaking
through the covering and exposing the metal underneath.
      Her back was arched obscenely, as her body locked in a
pose of pure ecstasy.  Her breasts heaved wildly as she took
in  breath  after delicious breath, fueling  the  fire  that
burned  brightly  between her legs.  Oyuki's  eyes  remained
shut, and her mind was flooded with scenes of she and Megane
making love in his home.  His fluttering tongue, along  with
the  mental images she was seeing, pushed her sex drive even
further and spurred her on to more mind-numbing orgasms.
      As  she  crested  the  wave of her  incredible  sexual
ordeal,  she felt herself begin to slide off of  the  chair.
It  took  her  a  moment to realize that, despite  her  best
efforts, she wasn't able to stop herself from falling.  Even
with  the  pleasure  that  she  derived  from  her  numerous
orgasms,  she started to worry as her vision began to  blur.
"Oh  God!"  was the last thing she said before she collapsed
out of the chair and landed atop Megane.
      He  was  up from under her in an instant, his  lustful
feelings being replaced by concern as he looked down at her.
Her eyes were shut, and her face was bright red.  "What have
I  done?" he asked himself in alarm as he bent down to  look
at her face.

                             ****

      Lum  looked into Ataru's eyes adoringly as their  lips
joined.   The kiss they were sharing now was different  from
the  one  she had shared earlier with Benten.  It  had  been
slow  and  methodical, with each both Lum and  Benten  fully
experiencing the emotions driving the kiss.  This  one  with
Ataru  was more rushed and less passionate.  While she  knew
that  he  loved her now, she wasn't getting the same breadth
of feeling from him that she had received from Benten.  With
that  in  mind, Lum moaned into Ataru's mouth  and  put  her
hands to his face.
      Ataru  gave her a look of confusion as they broke  the
kiss.  He smiled as Lum traced her finger along his jawline,
bringing a tingling sensation to his whole body, and sending
his  semi-erect penis into full gear.  "Like this, Darling,"
she  coaxed as she brought his head down to her and lead him
in another kiss.
      His heartbeat grew faster as he felt the full force of
Lum's  passion being conveyed to him through the simple  act
of  a  kiss.  He could tell the difference in how he did  it
and how she did it, and liked her version *much* better.  He
responded  in  kind  to  the  kiss.   Then  with  slow   and
deliberate  action  he  took control of  it,  their  tongues
darting  back and forth in their mouths as they communicated
the full spirit of their love to each other.
      Lum  was  near tears of joy as she truly felt  Ataru's
passion  and  desire being communicated by  the  kiss.   She
wrapped  her  arms  around his back in a  crushing  hug  and
extended  the kiss, not wanting it to end.  She  could  feel
him  responding to the kiss in other ways as he returned  to
full  hardness,  his  growing member  pressing  against  her
thigh.  She could also feel her body's immediate reaction to
him as a warm wetness appeared in the area between her legs,
and that wonderful tingle returned to her body once more.
     Ataru's sexual hunger was calling to him.  He broke the
kiss,  smiled at her and stroked her cheek.  He then  looked
down  the expanse of her prone body and saw his next target.
Quickly he pushed himself down so that his head was hovering
over  her  breast.   He  licked his  lips,  then  descended.
Hungrily he popped her left nipple into his mouth and  began
fluttering  his tongue over it, just like he'd seen  in  the
movies.
      "Darling..."  Lum moaned as she arched  her  back  and
happily  accepted  the breast-washing  he  was  giving  her.
Ataru  made the experience even sweeter for her as  he  took
her  other breast in one of his hands and gently kneaded the
soft   skin  between  his  fingers.   Her  breathing  became
shallower, and she soon shuddered as another mini-orgasm hit
her in her lower abdomen.
      Ataru  had never tasted another person before, but  he
doubted  to  himself  that anyone  could  compare  to  Lum's
wonderful  flavor.   He was so giddy  with  the  feeling  of
actually  nursing at a woman's breast that  it  took  him  a
moment  to register that Lum had grabbed hold of his  member
with her left hand and was stroking him off.
      Her  actions caused him to intensify his  licking  and
sucking  of  Lum's  pink nipples, sending  larger  waves  of
pleasure arcing through her body with every nip of his  lips
and  stroke of his tongue.  He felt himself about  to  burst
when  Lum took her hand away and placed both of them on  his
shoulders.
      "Darling, lay down, okay?" she asked in a quiet  voice
as she stroked his shoulders.
      Ataru detached himself from her nipple, and noted  how
much  redder  and  thicker  it had  gotten  under  his  oral
ministrations.  Doing as she asked, he laid himself  on  his
back, with his head turned to look at her face.
      Lum  smiled  as she sat up and turned  around.   Ataru
watched  her  with  a  curious look as she  flipped  herself
around, and it wasn't until she had her lips pressed against
his hard-on that he understood what she was about to do.
     "Wowwwww..." was all he could say as he felt the warmth
of  her  lips and breath against the sensitive skin  of  his
rod.   He shuddered with anticipation, his whole body tensed
as he awaited her descent.
     Lum pulled her head back a bit from the kiss she'd just
delivered to the head of Ataru's rod.  She licked her  lips,
and savored the taste of his seed which had collected there.
She looked at the pulsating organ that was pointing directly
at   her   face,  intimidated  by  its  size  and  what   it
represented.
      She'd had a hard enough time touching Benten, and  she
was a woman just like herself.  This thing, however, was  at
the very heart of her sexual desires and dreams.  She'd been
able  to  touch it with her hands, but could she accept  him
into her mouth and body?  Lum looked up to Ataru's face, and
saw the look of expectancy there, even with his eyes closed.
     That helped her to decide her next action as she closed
her  hand around the base of his cock with a firm grip,  and
aimed  the  cockhead  at  her lips.  Steeling  herself,  Lum
closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and lowered her head.
      Ataru  let  out  an extended groan as Lum's  lips  and
tongue  made first contact with the head of his  penis.   He
sounded  like  a  praying minister as he kept  mumbling  "Oh
God!"  underneath his breath.  As more and more of his penis
slid  into  the slick, warm confines of Lum's petite  mouth,
his breathing grew more and more ragged.
     She was able to slowly shrug off her inhibitions as she
descended  further  down  the  length  of  his  shaft.   The
original fear that he'd taste bad, or that doing this  would
somehow  hurt her, disappeared as her tongue slid along  the
cockhead  and  down  the  shaft of his  steaming  rod.   She
continued  her  way  down until she felt she  couldn't  take
anymore  in  her mouth.  She'd guessed that  she  still  had
about  a  fourth of his rod still outside of her mouth,  but
felt  his cockhead tickling the back of her throat and hence
refused to go down any further.
      Ataru  was  in bliss.  With a lot of concentration  he
managed  to reach one of his hands over and caress her  ass,
which was pressing against the right cheek of his face.   He
turned  his head from watching her descend down his manhood,
and faced the hip that was pressed against him.  Pushing one
of  his hands under her legs, he scooped Lum's thighs up  in
his grasp and shifted her on top of him.
      Lum  felt  Ataru push his hands under her, and  braced
herself  with her hands against his legs as he  shifted  her
body atop his.  All the while keeping her lips locked around
the  circumference  of his shaft.  She placed  her  legs  to
either side of Ataru's head, then began bobbing her head  up
and down his penis as she'd been taught to do by Ran so long
ago.
      Ataru moaned Lum's name into her leg as she sucked  on
his rod.  Overcome with passion, he began running his tongue
along her inner thigh.  He could feel how wonderfully smooth
the skin of her legs was, and he could also taste a hint  of
the  strange substance that was coming from her vagina.  The
smell  was familiar, but stronger than when he'd given  them
their bath.  But it didn't bother him now that he knew where
it came from, and why he was smelling it.
      Lum  halted her sucking of his penis as the  wonderful
feeling of his tongue against her thighs registered  in  the
back  of  her mind.  With a lot more gusto, she  popped  his
member out of her mouth and began running her tongue up  and
down the sides, occasionally pulling his rod to the side  so
she could pull one of his balls into her mouth.
      As Ataru's mouth continued to roam up her thigh to her
awaiting  crotch, he could feel his chin begin  to  bump  up
against  the  swollen and damp lips of her sex.   Once  he'd
drawn near enough for his nose to be buried in it, he turned
his  head to face her vagina directly.  The green hair  that
covered  her  sex was in complete disarray.  It  was  matted
against  the  pouting  lips, helping to  expose  the  gaping
entrance to her inner chamber.
      He  didn't quite know if he was going to do it  right,
but  he figured that he wouldn't know until he tried.   With
that  in  mind, he drew his lips closer to her  petals.   He
only  hoped  that he would get there before he came  in  her
mouth.  Desire urging him onward, Ataru opened his lips  and
extended his tongue.
      Lum  gasped through her nose as his tongue  penetrated
the  depths  of her sex.  She again halted her  movement  on
Ataru's  rod  as she absorbed the feeling of  her  darling's
tongue pushing its way into her nether regions.
      Her  pause gave Ataru a chance to calm his desire  and
concentrate on giving back to Lum what she had been  bravely
giving  to  him.  The taste of her blossoming womanhood  was
beyond  compare.  As his tongue sunk deeper  into  her,  his
head moved more quickly.  It wasn't long before the lips  of
his  mouth  meshed with the pouty lips of  her  sex.   Fully
enjoying the flavor of Lum's honey, Ataru began licking  and
sucking the petals and lips of her vagina vigorously.
      She  moaned lustily as Ataru's mouth traced  a  course
over  her  tight, compact sex.  Every time his  tongue  made
contact with her clit, she jumped in shock, and had to fight
to keep herself on top of him.
      Ataru noted how sensitive she was to contact with that
hard  little  nub  above her entrance, and  wondered  if  he
should  avoid  it, or concentrate on it.   Gambling  on  the
latter,  he pushed Lum up slightly by her hips, and  settled
her sex on top of his mouth.  He drew his cheeks in, sucking
the little hard projection of flesh into his mouth.
      Lum pulled Ataru's straining rod out of her mouth, and
cried out his name.  She sank her head between his legs, his
throbbing  penis pressing against her throat  and  shoulder.
Ataru  took  that as a positive sign and began  running  his
tongue  across the nub and its hood, sending her into  wild,
shuddering spasms.
      She  lay there between his legs, gasping for  air  and
racing  headlong  towards a massive orgasm.   Her  darling's
tongue  was a wonderfully wild sensation as he ran  it  non-
stop  across her tender button.  But as close as she was  to
coming, she wanted Ataru to go off with her.  So she grabbed
his member in her hands again and began sucking on it anew.
      Ataru  hummed loudly as he felt himself  approach  the
edge.  Lum's renewed attack on his organ was quickly sending
him  on his way, and he knew that within moments he'd spend.
He kept up his licking motion on her clit, until he suddenly
felt her shake all over.  He didn't have time to notice  his
face  being bathed with her fragrant honey, however,  as  he
suddenly went stiff as a board underneath her.
      Lum's  eyes opened wide as she dealt with the combined
effects  of her cum and Ataru's cum.  She'd never  tasted  a
boy  before, but she was being forced to deal with  it  now.
Without  warning,  her mouth was suddenly flooded  with  the
life-giving  seed launching from deep within  Ataru's  balls
and   shooting   out   of  his  cockhead.    She   swallowed
instinctively  as her mouth collected more of the  slippery,
salty fluid.  She almost gagged at the taste, but managed to
take  it all down without choking.  She kept up the swirling
action of her tongue along the underside of his member until
she felt it stop twitching in her mouth.
      Unsteadily she managed to raise her head  off  of  his
softening  penis and extract it from her mouth.  She  looked
at  the  flexible  muscle closely as  it  glistened  in  the
lighting of the cabin, traces of his cum still visible  here
and  there  on it.  She coughed as she laid his  penis  down
against  his  balls.   She  raised herself  up  further  and
coughed again, swallowing to clear her throat.
      Meanwhile,  Ataru was drinking down what was  left  of
Lum's  pleasant nectar, understanding now why  some  of  the
guys  back at school had told him that this part of sex  was
usually  the best for them.  He squeezed the yielding  flesh
of  Lum's ass, pressing her sex deeper into his mouth as  he
sucked  down more of the warm lubricant.  She made  his  job
easier  when she sat up and pretty much smothered  his  face
with her cute little vagina.
     Ataru heard her coughing, and wondered if something was
wrong with her.  Scooping her hips into his hands, he pushed
upwards  and  dismounted Lum from his mouth.  He  moved  her
over  to  his  right, gently laying her  hips  down  on  the
decking before sitting up and putting his hand on her back.
     "You okay, Lum-chan?" he asked cautiously, stroking her
back gingerly with his hand.
      Lum  turned to look at him, and gave him a broad smile
in  response.   She  flipped over so that  she  was  sitting
upright  on her cute little rump, and faced Ataru  directly.
"Yes  Darling, I'm okay.  I just got caught by  surprise  is
all," she explained as she took his hands in hers.
      Ataru  looked closely at her, and wound up falling  in
love  with  her  all  over again.  Lum's  long,  green  hair
cascaded  down  over  her shoulders as she  sat  up,  partly
obscuring her youthful breasts.  Her flushed face was offset
well  by her winsome smile, making her look even cuter  than
ever.   Plus,  she seemed to have some kind of natural  glow
about her that was adding greatly to her appearance.
      He  felt  a  very strong urge to hug her to  him,  and
reached  out, slipping his hands around her back,  near  her
breasts.  He then pulled her towards him, letting his  hands
slide up and down her back as he secured her in a tight hug.
As  their  bodies came together, he felt her  breasts  press
against  his chest, and her cheek brush against his, sending
a  rush  of  lust and love coursing through his  mind.   His
hands closed around her back, his fingers interlocking in an
inescapable  embrace.   He felt her  hands  doing  the  same
around   him,  as  they  brought  each  other  more  tightly
together.
      "Lum,  that  was  the  most  wonderful..."  he  began,
breaking  off  when  he couldn't find  the  right  words  to
describe what just happened.  `Blowjob' sounded too lewd  to
him  right  at the moment.  It was a word that  he  would've
used  around the guys, or with a girl he didn't care  about.
But this was Lum he was talking to.  She was the love of his
life  and  the  one he'd sacrifice everything for.   Indeed,
he'd already sacrificed quite a bit to keep her.
      "Thank  you,"  he concluded after a moment's  silence,
brushing her cheek with his lips.
      "I  was  glad  to  do it, Darling.  Nothing  makes  me
happier  than  seeing you happy.  After all, I  love  you...
Ataru-kun,"  she said innocently as she turned to  meet  his
gaze, a smile etched across her face.  "Besides, you weren't
so  bad yourself..." she appended, giggling with nervousness
and pent-up happiness.
      Ataru  looked at her right in the eyes as he responded
to  her.  "I love you too, Lum.  *Very* much," he added  for
emphasis.   Their  heads drew together as  they  engaged  in
another kiss.  Lum moaned as their lips met, her feelings of
love  for  Ataru soaring to new heights.  He  was  similarly
affected  as  their lips met in the third real kiss  of  his
life.  But as their mouths parted, he could taste a hint  of
something different.  He was well engaged in their kiss when
he  suddenly realized that what he was tasting was  his  own
sperm.
       His   eyes  widened  in  shock,  and  he  momentarily
considered breaking the kiss and pushing himself  away  from
her.  After all, tasting a guy's spunk was *way* down on his
list of priorities, even if it was his own.  But reason soon
took  over as he realized that if he could taste himself  on
her  mouth,  she could probably taste herself on  his.   So,
keeping  that  in  mind, he was able to  ignore  the  salty,
alkaline  taste of his own seed and concentrate  instead  on
kissing  Lum and letting her feel the love that he  had  for
her.
      Lum's heart was full of joy as she witnessed her  most
prominent  fantasy  play itself out in real  life  right  in
front  of her.  Here she was, holding Ataru in her  arms  as
they  declared their undying love for each other.  But  some
part  of her mind told her that she didn't have any  way  to
prove  it,  and  wound up spoiling her romantic  mood.   She
guessed that she would have to hope that Ataru wouldn't deny
it when her friends and family confronted him after they got
back home.
      Ataru broke the kiss as he noted a distant look in her
eyes.   He  pulled his head back a little  to  look  at  her
squarely,  a  look  of  concern gracing  his  own  features.
"What's going on in that pretty head of yours, Lum-chan?" he
asked with a roguish smirk on his face as he ran his fingers
through her long, lustrous hair.
      Lum  captured his stroking hand with hers and  brought
them  both down between her breasts as she held them to  her
heart.   "I just can't believe that we're here, now, telling
each  other how we really feel," she said in a whisper of  a
voice  as her eyes grew misty with the beginnings of  tears.
"After  so  long,  we're *really* together,  Darling."   She
broke off and started to cry.  She laid her head against his
shoulder,  all  the while keeping his hand  nestled  in  her
cleavage.
      Ataru  said nothing as she cried tears of joy  on  his
bare  shoulder.  He too felt an enormous release of pressure
after he had admitted to her that he really loved her.  He'd
never  envisioned  himself being able to tell  her  anything
like  that in the past, but he couldn't help but think  that
it was so *right* to hear himself think it and say it to her
now.  "Lum-chan, I agree.  I just can't believe that it took
a  bastard like Graven to help me realize just how lost  I'd
be without you."  He felt himself about to get all mushy and
teary-eyed, but kept going anyway.  "You mean everything  to
me,  Lum-chan.  I *want* to be with you...  No... I want  to
*marry* you, when we're both ready."
     Lum squealed with delight in his grasp, and he couldn't
deny  how  wonderful it felt to have her with him, and  know
that  she was his alone.  "Thank you, Darling!" she  shouted
in  his  ear  as  she squeezed his hand tightly  with  hers,
keeping them both in the sweet grip of her breasts.
      Ataru's  mind  noted the silky feel of  Lum's  breasts
against  his  hand as they swayed back and  forth  slightly,
each  one  hitting his hand alternately.   He  felt  himself
stirring, and knew that his penis was slowly making its  way
back  to  full  prominence, jutting out from  his  body  and
sticking up above his thighs.  Ataru realized that there was
still one more thing they needed to do.
      Wordlessly, he brought his free hand to  her  arm  and
nudged  her backwards until she was lying on her  back.   He
disengaged  his  hand  from hers, and  couldn't  resist  the
temptation of squeezing both of her breasts just once before
he moved his hand to her other shoulder.
      "Darling, what... ?" she attempted to ask before Ataru
put  his  fingers  to her lips to halt  her  questions.   He
kissed her on the forehead reassuringly before removing  his
fingers  from her pursed lips.  Getting on his  knees,  with
his  penis  pushing straight out and directed towards  Lum's
face, he quickly reached one leg over her and straddled  her
at the waist.
     "I want you Lum-chan.  Now more than ever," he declared
in a soft voice, letting his erection punctuate his words as
it  pressed down into her navel.  Lum watched with confusion
at  first,  then dawning understanding as she realized  what
Ataru  wanted  to do to her.  She blushed furiously  at  the
thought  of  him  entering  her, but  didn't  even  consider
resisting him.  She wanted him in her desperately,  probably
worse than he wanted to be in her.
       "I'm  all  yours,  Ataru-kun,"  she  said  throatily,
reaching  her  hand down to his penis and rubbing  the  head
gently  with her thumb in small circles.  She slowly  pulled
her  legs apart to open her sex to him, and awaited  Ataru's
next move.