I like to think there are two different levels of truth that people convey to the world.
The first level is what you say. As an example, it could be something simple, such as: I like mochi.
It is a rather weak truth however. There could have been many reasons for you to say something like that, as an example it could be politeness.
The second level is physical action. It's all well and good that you say that you like mochi, but people may not believe you. However, if you consistently eat mochi every chance you get, then you don't even need to say it; people will just assume it to be true.
Or to put things much simpler: Actions speak louder than words.
I have told Noburo I don't want a normal monogamous relationship, but the truth is that the entire time since we've first fooled around, I have never been with someone else in any way. That first changed a few days ago at the end of my first date when me and Haruto kissed.
It isn't enough. In a way I feel that I have to go further. It is both to reinforce the truth to myself, and because I feel, that since I had sex with Noburo I have to have sex with someone else.
I also want to explore my sexuality. I have accepted that I'm straight, but I'm still so confused about what I like and what I don't. I feel that I need to push my limits. I'm not entirely comfortable I admit, but I hope that at some point I will be.
After breakfast with my parents they leave with the intention to spend the day driving around the country side. There is apparently an old castle they want to see.
It is also perfect for my plans, so I wish them a nice trip, and we part ways in the lobby.
I return to my room where I pack my beach bag, and change into a slightly risque black bikini without straps. It means I can't play volley since my puppies would pop out to say hello if I jump, but today I don't have games on my mind. This is my war-bikini, and I don't intend to fail. Warkini? Is that a word? Whatever, I'm claiming it. Happy with how I look I set off. As I make it to the beach that morning I start to feel tense as I remember yesterday.
Thinking about my conversation yesterday with the girls just makes me feel worse. I had managed to push it off thanks to my own problems, but as my friends come into sight I'm just reminded of it. It is a relief when their faces light up when they spot me, and I'm quickly dragged off.
"You were right," Keiko says.
It takes me a few moments to figure out what she means.
"About the guy?" she nods at my question, and I turn my gaze to Yui, "I'm sorry, Yui."
She looks upset, and I move over and wrap her in a hug. Chizuru and Keiko end up joining in on the hug, and we spend several minutes like that until Yui's sniffles stop.
"Thank you for warning me, Akane," she says, her eyes slightly red.
"That's what friends are for, right?" I smile.
"Revenge is sweet though," Chizuru.
I turn a questioning glance towards her, and she happily starts talking with Keiko joining in every now and then. Hell truly hath no fury like a woman scorned. And her friends. Really, a lot of Hell like fury to go around. Apparently, he was actually playing around with several girls, and Chizuru and Keiko set out to let everyone possible know exactly what he was up to. He was apparently out of town now. Driving the offending party out of their hometown? You go girls.
Yui was understandably very hurt since she is a bit of a naive romantic, with the only silver lining being that she hadn't gone all the way with him.
"We should probably warn you too," Keiko spoke hesitantly.
"About what?" I asked.
"Haruto is probably up to the same."
"Oh, I know exactly what he is after," I reassured her.
"And you're still going out with him?" she asked, eyes widened in surprise.
"Well, if he plays it right I might just let him get somewhere," I tease with a flirtatious smile.
Yui's hands are up again, almost covering her eyes. Chizuru is far more invested and cackles loudly, which Keiko ends up joining in on. This story is hosted at g.com.
"So last night went well?" Keiko asks after silence has returned.
"It went well enough," I nodded.
"So, how far did he get last night?" Chizuru leans in and whispers conspiratorially.
"A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell," I turn up my nose.
"We're curious though!" Keiko joins in.
I shoot a questioning glance towards Yui.
"Ah, it's fine, I can still live vicariously through you," I keep up the glance though, "really, it's fine. Come on, tell."
With a sigh I give in.
"Well, we kissed again," I grabbed at my breasts suggestively, "and I let him play a little with these."
Yui looks almost scandalized, and I can't help but laugh at the look on her face.
Once they've had their fill of gossip we return to where our stuff is. The guys are apparently in the sea, so I wait patiently for them to come back. Fortunately I don't have to wait long, as they probably saw that we were back and decided to return as well. There's still an hour or two until usual lunch time, so my plan is still in effect. I square up my shoulders and go into action.
As Haruto comes closer I offer him his towel which he accepts with a smile. Once he is dry I offer him my hand which he takes, and start taking him with me. I can almost feel the stares of the girls as I lead him away.
"So where are we going?" he asks curiously.
"Do you really mind me dragging you off for some alone time?" I counter.
I turn to look at him, and he has a small playful smile on his face.
I know he wants to, so I don't even bother talking any further, and after a short walk we finally make it to my hotel. He hasn't let go of my hand the entire time, simply quietly following behind me as I drag him through the hotel and into my room.
Alone in my room with him, I admit I'm feeling a little off. We're standing in the entrance hall, and his eyes are roaming up and down my body. There's no backing out now. I take a fortifying breath and I step into his embrace.
Our lips meet, and I put my arms around him. His skin feels warm against mine. He seems to be impatient, as he immediately reaches around me to fiddle with the clasp of my top as his tongue starts pushing into my mouth.
We stumble further into my room, and I let a hand drop to feel him through his trunks. He is already getting hard, and I feel a thrum of excitement running through my body. My top falls off, and his left hand comes around to grab my breast. He's a little rough, but I don't mind.
I tug his trunks down and wrap my hand around his hard cock, then start to slowly jerk him off. I feel it as his right hand wanders down my stomach before it settles between my legs, and he starts rubbing against me on the outside of my bottom. I moan lightly into his mouth to encourage him, and break the kiss, looking curiously into his eyes. He looks into my eyes as he pushes the flimsy cloth aside, runs a finger through my wet folds, and then starts prodding against my entrance.
His finger slips inside me, I gasp and close my eyes as he gently starts fingering me. I had let go of him so he would have room, and as we embrace once more and kiss, I can feel his erection against my stomach. I'm wet enough, and as our tongues wrestle he inserts a second finger, rubbing against me on the outside as his fingers move in and out. It feels good, and I can feel myself finally starting to get into it.
After a few minutes I feel his fingers leave me, and he lightly pushes me. I go with it and fall on the bed. He grabs his cock in one hand and starts moving into position.
"Wait, let me find a condom," I say breathily as I roll across the bed. I make it to the nightstand, open the drawer and fish out a condom, then make my way back towards him.
"There's no need for that," he smirks.
"I'd prefer if we did," I insist.
"It's fine, I'll pull out," he reassures me.
I toss the condom away with a sigh and get off the bed. Then I start making my way towards my discarded top, dodging his hands along the way and pick it up from the floor, then I go to the bathroom. I freshen myself up and put my top back on, making sure I look perfectly okay, then return to the room. The source of this chapter is g.com.
"Why are you still here?" I ask. He is lounging naked on my bed.
"What do you mean? Come on, don't be like that," he whines.
"It's you who is like that. Come, put on your trunks," I grab them from the floor and toss them to him.
"You can't be serious," he says with a baffled look as he catches his trunks.
"I'm sure if you knock me up you'll take responsibility, right? Hm, no? Thought so. I don't know about you, but I have plans, and they don't involve being a teenage mom," I cross my arms and glare at him.
"Fine, fine, I'll wear a condom, geez, you don't have to be such a bitch about it," he huffs.
"Too late for that. I am not in the mood. At all. Get dressed."
He grumbles the entire way, but I do manage to get him dressed and out of the room. As we make it back to the beach he complains the entire way, but I just ignore him. You'd think with a hookup personality wouldn't be a factor, but apparently some men will just refuse the most basic courtesies. Lesson for the future I guess.
When we make it back to the group the drama unfolds as expected, and I start packing my things. Yui, Keiko, and Chizuru soon enough make it over to me.
"Akane, what's going on?" Keiko asks.
I stop packing, looking at them in consideration for a few seconds. I decide to just go with the truth as it's far simpler that way.
"Haruto didn't want to wear a condom, then acted like a five year old when I told him no," I turn back around to my stuff, "don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you, so I'll just pack my things and make myself scarce."
"You don't have to do that," I turn around to look at Yui, as she fidgets lightly.
"Yui, it's fine. I'm just someone you met on vacation, you'll have to deal with Haruto when you go back home, and I don't want to make things weird between you, so don't mind me," I pat her shoulder.
"We're not even friends with Haruto," Keiko joins in, "so you don't have to worry."
"Really?" I ask doubtfully.
It's not that I don't appreciate the support, but it just feels like they are making things needlessly difficult for themselves.
"Really. What are friends for, remember?" Yui reassures me, and I turn to look at Chizuru.
"Did you really tell him no because he didn't want to put a condom on?" she asks, in a strange tone of voice.
"Yes? Is that usually a problem for you?"
"Minato is really good about it," Keiko says with a shrug.
"It's just, once you've gone that far already, it's difficult to say no when they don't want to wear a condom," Chizuru explains awkwardly, "you're kind of a hero to me now."
"My great dream has finally come true: I am the heroine of condoms," I say dryly.
When they start laughing, I can't help it and crack as well.
"So, ditch the guys, and go find some fast food?" Yui says with a wide smile on her face.
I am more than happy with that plan, and we go off for lunch together. As expected, there is a lot of talk about men, and even Keiko complains about her ex. It's a little awkward for me to hear complaints about men who only want sex since I'm the same, but it's still very interesting to hear such detailed perspectives from other women. I lose track of time and are almost late for dinner with my parents, but I barely managed it.