It turned out that Akemi wasn't far from my house. As soon as the call ended, she was already knocking at the door. I almost didn't let her in, but did anyway so that she could see just how angry I was.
"I cannot believe you, Akemi!" Furious, I stormed up and down the living room, hoping to clear my mind. "How could you do this? I thought we were friends! You're essentially making me cheat on Tetsu! And don't you know what happens if I decline?"
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! And yes, I know what happens. I… missed a round after getting blacked out drunk a few days ago. The NTL app reprimanded me, and… well… I found my mom collapsed in the bathroom. I don't know for sure it was the game, or she just tripped. Thankfully, she turned out fine. But I need this, Marika. My car is on its last legs, and I need money to buy a new one. The car's the only damn thing I got getting my mom to the hospital all the way in Hitoyoshi. What happens if she has a medical episode, and my car's not working?" Akemi explained breathlessly.
Most of the anger in me subsided. I still felt the heat of betrayal on my face though. However, after learning that Akemi was doing this to help her own mother made it hard to stay mad. The older sister figure I looked up to never appeared more vulnerable than at that moment. Both hands balled up into fists, misty-eyed, and shaking. She slumped down into the couch and stared at the ground. I hesitated to comfort her. My hand hovered no more than an inch above her shoulder.
"Of course, I'll play. I have to anyway, if I don't want anything to happen to my family. I don't want anything happening to yours either," I said, sighing.
"Oh, my God. Thank you, Marika. Yes, it's a threesome, but you don't have to do anything more than just a handy. After that, sit out and let me finish the rest. As long as you're a part of it, that should count! You also get half the points," Akemi explained.
"How much time do we have left?"
"Plenty. I think the round was generous because it involved multiple people! Maybe it's showing on your phone since we're playing together?" She whipped out her phone.
I did the same, and there really was an active round at play.
[You have been included into an NTL game!]
[Have a threesome with another player and Mr. Shiraishi.] +40,000pts (Your share is: +20,000pts)
The NTL app showed a rather long timer. Three hours, and only fifteen minutes had elapsed. Hopefully, that didn't mean how long we needed to engage in a threesome with Mr. Shiraishi. I turned to the clock. It was only a little past three in the afternoon.
"If we're doing this, it has to be now. I don't want to stay out too late," I said.
"Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Let's go." Akemi got up and headed for the foyer.
We left in the direction of the old man's place. I hadn't seen him since that heat stroke incident, in which he fingered me to an orgasm. Even though Principal Iwata had touched me more, I still remembered Shiraishi's skillful touch.
Along the way there, I realized my chest was beating much harder than before. Was I… getting excited? I shook my head. No. I shouldn't be looking forward to this. We arrived at Shiraishi's house before I knew it.
"I'm back, Shiraishi! Open up!" Akemi hollered.
"Coming!" His voice echoed from within.
"Hey, he doesn't know about the app, does he? How did you end up getting into a round with him?" I whispered.
"No, he has no idea. I was here earlier in the day giving him some traditional medicine he asked me to buy. That's when it happened. I told him I'd be right back after double-checking my house to see if I left anything behind," she explained.
The door swung open, and Shiraishi was taken aback by the sight of me. He was in his usual light white shirt and loose-fitting brown pants. His gaze was fixed on me, and it made my chest knot up for some reason.
"I walked into Marika on the way back and had her tag along. Didn't find anything else, so everything's in the bag I gave you," Akemi said.
"I-I see! Thanks for checking, Akemi. Would you two like to come in for a bit? I'm making some ginger tea. It's the least I can do in return," Shiraishi insisted.
"We would love to! Beer for me though, and tea for Marika!" she answered for the both of us.
Shiraishi gladly let us into his house. I felt him staring at my behind on the way in. He ushered us into his living room, pulling out two extra cushions to sit down on, then disappeared into the kitchen. Although the sliding door leading out to the back of his house was closed, the windows were all open. It looked like he had learned his lesson.
The house was much more ventilated, though muggy from the humid heat. His place also smelled of ginger and honey. The air also carried the faint scent of mugwort. I realized why when I saw several bundles of dried plants laid out on the counter. Those must have been what Akemi fetched for him.
"Marika, just let me do all the seducing. I gotta take responsibility for this anyway. You act the role of having been peer pressed into giving him a handjob," Akemi leaned in close and whispered.
"Will the NTL app accept that? If I have to have sex with him, too, I'll…" I gulped the rest of my sentence down when Mr. Shiraishi came back with a tray, containing a ceramic teapot, three teacups, and a cold beer.
"I wasn't expecting company, but it's always nice to have people around!" Shiraishi beamed, setting the tray on the knee-high table and plopping down between us. "Everyone in town's getting old. Most of the friends I grew up with have already passed. The rest are getting too old and don't want to move around much. It's probably hard for your mother, too, Akemi."
"Yeah, but my mom's got plenty of spunk left. Maybe that means more years before kicking the bucket!" She laughed.
Shiraishi's laughter sounded more sustained by comparison. He poured each of us a steaming cup. It tasted very sweet. I recognized the huge dollop of honey which touched my nostalgia. Some herbs settled at the bottom. Drinking it took me back to when I was younger. And when my grandparents were still around. As a young child, they brought me along to their friends' houses. Mr. Shiraishi being one of them.
Now that I tasted this again… he always did put extra honey in my tea. It made the bitterness more bearable.
Akemi, on the other hand, opted for beer over tea. She gulped down the first one in seconds and asked for another. An hour in, and she had drunk three more for a total of five. The empty cans piled up on the table. Shiraishi was gobsmacked, but he didn't want to lose the chance at returning her kindness. All that beer had rendered her face flushed redder than a tomato.
"One more, old man! Just one more!" Akemi threw an arm around him.
"Any more, and you're going to empty my fridge. Those are my beers! I think you need to drink water now," Shiraishi groaned.
"Is it just me or is it hot in here?" She tugged on her shirt, peeling it down enough to reveal cleavage. It actually wasn't that hot. However, I recognized that she used that excuse to undress. She pulled her shirt completely off, and Shiraishi spat his tea out.
Now it made sense. Akemi was going to use the excuse that alcohol made her do it. She was by no means a lightweight. I'd know, having drunk with her and Tetsu before. The party girl could drink anyone in Togetsu under the table.
"Akemi, maybe you should put your shirt back on," I said, playing along with her farce.
"Shiraishi doesn't care, do you? Bet you've been craving to see a nice pair of tits. Wanna feel mine up?" Akemi squeezed her breasts through her bra in front of him.
"I would never do that to Hamako's daughter! She'd kill me herself!" Shiraishi coughed.
"Yeah, but my mom ain't here." She grinned, reaching behind to unhook her bra.
Shiraishi's eyes widened when Akemi's breasts spilled out. They were more perky, but smaller compared to mine. Her body, toned from an active lifestyle and still untested by motherhood compared to me. She seized his hands to place them on herself. He didn't hesitate to start squeezing and groping.
"Oh… Oohhh!" The man couldn't help himself.
Akemi tossed her hair back and moaned aloud, purposefully, to arouse him. But her breasts were doing a good enough job. I glimpsed down between his legs, and a large outline of his penis was showing.
"You must be hot, too. Don't give us a scare with another heat stroke! Let's take this off, yeah?" Akemi put her hands on him.
"Huh? Wait—" In spite of Shiraishi's protests, she started tugging on his pants. He helplessly clung onto them. But their loose and elastic nature to be taken off easily served exactly that. They slid right down.
Freed now, the large penis sprung up in all its glory that I last remembered when taking a shower with him. Precum beaded on the tip. Even Akemi was surprised to see how big he was.
"Wow!" Akemi gasped.
"Akemi, I'm flattered, but maybe we're going too far? What would your mother think!" Shiraishi cried.
"You're gonna kill the mood bringing her up so much. I gotta help you with this. It's not good for someone your age to have an erection for too long. Besides, I'm single, and you're a widower. Just sit back…" She brushed her hair back and leaned down to suck him.
"Ahh… This is actually happening… oooh…"
Shiraishi trembled, letting out a delighted sigh. Meanwhile, I sat there awkwardly like a third wheel. A strange feeling of envy welled up within me that I was unable to shake off.
"Holy shit." Akemi took her lips off, panting. "My jaw is sore… Marika, I need your help."
"What?" Shiraishi snapped in my direction.
"I'm married, but… the least I can do is… use my hand." This was my chance to participate in the threesome without actually having sex.
I gripped the throbbing penis slickened with Akemi's saliva. My fingers couldn't even wrap around the thickest part near the middle. Slowly, I picked up the pace and pumped faster. Shiraishi twitched and moaned from my hand when Akemi's blowjob only elicited a tame reaction.
"Marika!" Shiraishi tensed up and blew his load all over the table, some of it landing on the tea.
"Whew. You got him off in no time flat! Maybe this old man likes you more." Akemi flashed a grin at me.
"You got him close, that's all…" I glanced away.
"Alright!" She jumped to her feet and grabbed his hand. "I'm in the mood, and you're the only one here. You won't decline a younger woman, would you?"
"Oh, ho! I think I need you to come over more often for drinks! But what about Marika?" He looked at me before being pulled out of sight into the hallway.
Thank goodness. That should be enough to fulfill the NTL round once Akemi and Shiraishi get intimate. While they were doing that, I should clean up. My gaze wandered to my teacup that caught some of his ejaculate. It had gotten cloudy. I began to salivate, thinking about the taste again. When I lifted the cup to my lips and drank, I shuddered as if having climaxed. Sticky, slightly bitter, his diluted spunk clung to my throat as I gulped it all down.
Not long after they had left, I started hearing the bed creak down the hall. Wait. They were already doing it? What about protection? I pulled up the NTL app shop and searched for condoms. They had a single one for 100 points, and a twelve-pack for 1,000 points. Cheap, all things considered. I purchased it right away, reducing my total from [60,000/5,000,000] to [59,000/5,000,000].
I planned to make a run to my house until I opened the front door and discovered another unassuming package on the ground. Again with the NTL app's creepy instantaneous delivery. I retreated back into the house and tore the packaging open to a brandless condom box. Now Akemi and Shiraishi should be able to have sex without risking pregnancy. However, her moans grew louder the closer I got to the room. The door wasn't closed completely all the way, and I was able to peer inside.
"Fuck yes! Holy shit… You're the biggest I've ever had! This feels so good!" Akemi cried.
She rode Mr. Shiraishi in the reverse cowgirl position. She bucked her hips with incredible enthusiasm, more than I expected from someone like her. I couldn't take my eyes off where they were connected. The way his penis slid in and out of Akemi so quickly. They were enjoying themselves so much. Her moans rang out with every bounce. His old and gangly fingers squeezed her waist.
Yet for how much they were going at it. Shiraishi wasn't looking at Akemi. He was looking at me. We caught each other's gaze. I couldn't peel away. My hand, too, I slowly brushed over my soaking crotch to masturbate. I wondered how that would feel inside me the way it was inside her. Sticking a finger in only intensified the itch.
Akemi took it all in and let out an unflattering moan. Shiraishi's expression twisted with pleasure. Both of them climaxed. No protection. Nothing. She slowly got off of him, and fresh ejaculate oozed out of her crotch.
"I'll be damned…" Akemi struggled to catch her breath. "Can I… use your shower?"
"Across the hall," Shiraishi muttered.
It took Akemi a few moments to recompose herself. She stumbled out of the room. I backed away as she came out, hiding the condom box behind my back.
"We did it!" Akemi showed me her phone, where the NTL app exploded with fanfare after completing the threesome game.
I checked mine, and it thankfully showed the same. 20,000 points had been awarded to me, even though all I did was give Shiraishi a handjob.
"Now, if you will excuse me… I need to use the bathroom…" She slinked past and shut the door behind her.
The shower hissed loudly when Akemi turned it on. I glanced into Mr. Shiraishi's room. He only had his shirt on and was sitting at the foot of the bed.
"Marika," Shiraishi began nervously, "you want to do it, don't you?"
"What?" I gasped.
"I could see it in your eyes. You were watching me and Akemi so closely. Couldn't stop staring. I know you want to have sex, too. How… How about it? We have a go while she's taking a shower," he suggested.
"N… No, I can't! I only agreed to the threesome to help Akemi. I-I really shouldn't even be here anymore. I have to get home and prepare—"
Shiraishi grabbed my wrist before I backed up a step.
"Look, Marika!" He gestured to his throbbing erection. "I'm still hard because of you. When I was having sex with Akemi, I could only think of you. You're just so beautiful, I can't control myself!"
In a sudden burst of strength, or maybe my weakness, the man pulled me into the room and pushed me up against the wall. His penis pressing against my thighs. Shiraishi was right. I wasn't able to stop myself from staring at it. Why? What is wrong with me? The more I stared, the more I wanted to feel it inside me. The pitter patter of the bathroom shower wasn't helping either, keeping me from thinking rationally.
"A… condom… please. Only if you're quick, and before Akemi finishes showering," I said, giving him the box.
"Yes!" Shiraishi fetched a condom and dressed it over his penis quickly. The rubber pulled very taut over his girth, and a brief bout of fear washed over me thinking it might tear.
While still up against the wall, I lowered myself a little to match him in height and spread my legs open. Shiraishi guided his penis. The tip parted my swollen lips. I winced in pain, and he stopped to give me time to breathe. A few deep breaths later, I nodded for him to continue.
I wanted it. I wanted it so bad, but I could never let myself utter those words. Finally, Shiraishi breached into my very being. The first inch entered me. It felt like I was being split apart. The second inch made it in, and I was panting harder than before. He continued to push into me until he couldn't fit anymore.
"It's so hot inside you… You're so tight… Oh, Marika. I can't believe I get to have sex with you!" Shiraishi wrapped his thin arms around my back and thrusted.
"Nnngh! Slower! Aahhh!" A powerful wash of pleasure rushed through me
The old man repeated my name over and over again. This was nothing like when he was with Akemi just earlier. He was more vocal, vigorous, and hungry.
"You're so rough… How do you still have so much energy after doing it with Akemi?" I squealed as he pounded faster and harder into me.
"Just looking at you gives me life! I'm going to cum… I wish I could let it out inside you!" He grabbed handfuls of my ass, still a bit tender from the spanking Principal Iwata had given me a while ago. It was too much for me to take, and I held him in return amid my climax.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
The two of us froze. That sounded like it was coming from the front door. But why, and who?
"Ji! Heeeyyy!"
I recognized that voice anywhere. Keita! Ji was the nickname my son had given Mr. Shiraishi. Right. He said he was going to go around the village and tell people about his transfer. Why did it have to be Shiraishi's house?
"Oh! Marika, you're getting tighter. Is the thought of being found out by your son turning you on?" Shiraishi grinded his hips against mine.
"Nngh… Please, I don't want anyone finding out about this…" I moaned.
A wrinkly hand pressed over my mouth. His hips continued pounding. Having already orgasmed, I was much more sensitive than before.
"Maybe he's out?" The second voice belonged to Satoshi.
"But I hear something inside. A shower, I think? Oh, well. Guess we can come back later," Keita said.
I was overcome with relief after they left, but Shiraishi didn't seem to have had enough yet.
"Just one more go! Akemi's still washing up!" Shiraishi pleaded with me.
"If… If we're going to keep going… You have to change condoms, and… I don't want to do it standing up," I stammered.
That was enough to convince him. He replaced his condom, and I was in disbelief how much of it had filled up. If he blew all that inside of me without protection, I might get pregnant on the first load. We continued on the bed. On my back, Shiraishi pistoned into me from above. Unlike with Akemi, we faced each other in the missionary position. I'd crossed the line in every definition of the phrase now. I betrayed Tetsu. This wasn't even for points. The round had ended, too. It was just for my selfish pleasure.
"You're the most beautiful woman in the village, Marika! If only I was younger, I'd fight Tetsu for your hand in marriage! I love you!" Shiraishi cried, burying his face between my breasts.
"Don't say that… I'll… I'll— I'm cumming again!" I threw my legs behind his waist, arms around his neck, locking us in a tight embrace.
"I really love you, Marika! You're always taking care of me. I wish I could have you all to myself!" He plunged as deep as he could, and I felt the condom inflating with his seed.
I wasn't sure how much time went by. The condoms piled up in the trash bin by the bed. Shiraishi's energy was endless despite his age, and he didn't stop whispering sweet words while we were doing it. We had gone through half the box by the time he finally exhausted himself. He laid on top of me, toothless gums sucking on my breasts and inflicting pangs of pleasure rippling through me. We were both covered in sweat, the room muggy from our breaths.
My pussy was sore and pulsing from Shiraishi's dick. To say that was the best sex I ever had would be an understatement. My husband had never made me climax that hard before. Thankfully, it was still bright out. I knew for sure Tetsu hadn't come back yet.
"Akemi… sure is taking a while," I muttered.
Both of us perked up and panicked. We quickly got dressed, then rushed to the bathroom and banged on the door.
"Akemi? Akemi!" I shouted.
The shower continued to hiss, but at a lower pressure now. Shiraishi twisted the knob, and the door gave way. Akemi was snoring on the wet bathroom floor. I turned the shower off and sighed. After pulling her out and towel drying her, she awakened later in the living room. Her eyes fluttered open slowly.
"What happened…" Akemi grumbled.
"You passed out in the bathroom, silly." I rolled my eyes.
"The game!" She flew upright. "Did we…?"
I nodded. We did, and I had done something unforgivable.