All those times I had crossed the line with other men because of the NTL app, they were done with reluctance. A blade of guilt pressed to my heart, and every throb pricked it bloodied and wounded. Now, I wasn't sure how to feel. The second Mr. Shiraishi and I entered his house, he was all over me. He kissed my neck. His hands groped my body. I neither pushed him away nor declined his advances.
This old man I'd known since childhood pined for me as much as the other men. And I was letting him. The points didn't matter to me. Jiro Shiraishi saved my life, so wasn't this the least I could do in return?
"I'm going to go down for a taste," Shiraishi said.
"You— what?" I had no clue what he was talking about until he kneeled down between my legs.
Shiraishi stuck his head underneath my dress, then pulled my underwear down to my ankles. I choked on my spit when he dragged his tongue across my clitoris, sending shivers of pleasure through me. My nails clawed at the wall. I covered my mouth, only to remember we weren't in public. The old man licked me with practiced skill. My knees trembled with every flick. He even grinded his gums against it, delivering a sensation I'd never felt before.
"Oh! I'm flattered that this old fox is making you so wet," Shiraishi said.
"Mr. Shiraishi… I'm cumming!" I cried.
Two fingers plunged into my soaking entrance. They penetrated me with increasing pace. My pussy was making sounds I didn't even know was possible. Between the cunnilingus and fingering, I orgasmed harder than I ever did.
Shiraishi came out from under my dress just as I slid down to the floor. He wiped his chin, chuckling to himself for a job well done. We weren't even past the foyer and already did so much. The NTL round wasn't over yet either. The choice to [Thank Mr. Shiraishi with your body.] involved more than just letting him perform cunnilingus on me, it seemed.
I pulled my dress down and kicked it off to the side, then unbuttoned my blouse. Shiraishi stood there, watching as I undressed. Once I unhooked my bra, his eyes zeroed in on them. I made no effort to hide my bare body from him.
"Don't keep me waiting…" I mumbled nervously.
"No, ma'am!" Shiraishi unbuckled his pants, freeing his large cock which glistened with precum at the tip.
We already had sex before, back when Akemi roped me into a threesome out of selfishness. I hadn't stopped thinking about it since. Every now and then, when we passed by each other in town, my eyes fell to his pants. The outline of his penis always showed so visibly. As if tempting me. Once again…
I stood up, turned around, and braced my hands against the wall. Shiraishi grabbed my ass with one hand while the other guided his dick to my waiting crotch. But he stopped.
"I-I forgot. I don't have any condoms. Maybe we should stop here?" Shiraishi suggested dejectedly.
It was so close. Practically pressed right up against my slit. The radiating heat from his thick member melted any resistance I had left. I looked at my phone. In an instant, we could have protection. Mr. Shiraishi would get suspicious if a package ended up in front of his house so quickly though. I needed something else—
As I thought that, my digital avatar appeared. Saya had gotten a makeover. Her wings were completely bat-like, with webbings between instead of feathers. The angelic regalia she still wore was in stark contrast to the darkening halo. Instead of speaking, a text bubble appeared next to her head.
[Broken Egg costs 25,000 points, and it will make all ejaculates infertile. Would you like to purchase this effect?]
"It's fine." I nodded, answering both Shiraishi and Saya. "Do it."
[Aaaaaand purchased. Broken Egg is now in effect. Have fun~]
Shiraishi didn't need any coaxing. He slipped his dick into me, sliding right down to the base. It stretched my insides. Made me weak all over.
"Marika, you're squeezing me with a vise! Does this old man excite you that much?" Shiraishi asked.
"I-I'm not going to answer that. Just move however you wish," I insisted.
"Don't mind if I do!" He pistoned into me so hard that echoes traveled down the corridor and back.
Just like before, when I was here with Akemi, Shiraishi's raw lust inflicted me with pleasure beyond imagination. The way his hips pounded against my butt, how his fingers sank into my slightly pudgy waist, and the moans he wasn't afraid to make. I bucked back against him, meeting his thrusts with my own.
"Be honest with yourself, Marika! It's just you and me in here. You love this, don't you?" Shiraishi asked.
"Yes! It feels so good! I like it… I love your dick inside me, Mr. Shiraishi!" My moans spilled forth, uttering unfettered truths. "I think about the last time, too. You're so big, it makes me want more!"
"Marika… I'm close! Call me by my first name as I let it inside you. Please!" he pleaded.
"Jiro! Cum inside me, Jiro! I want it all… your hot stuff inside me" I cried, throwing my head back as I orgasmed first.
"I'm cumming, Eri!" The old man trembled so much that, in a brief moment of clarity, I was afraid he might have a heart attack. Wave after wave of cum poured into me. He plunged his dick deep, shooting everything as far in as possible.
We caught our breaths in the foyer, my hands still pressed against the wall and Jiro continuing to hold me from behind.
"I'm sorry," Jiro said suddenly.
"What for?" I panted, glancing over my shoulder.
"I called you Eri at the end there. I shouldn't have. You're Marika. No one can ever replace her, but… you come close sometimes…" He brushed his eyes with the back of his hand.
"If it will make you feel better… I can be. Just for today," I offered.
"Do you mean…" The rest of the words lodged in his throat.
"If we keep going, we should probably continue in your bedroom."
Jiro pulled me by hand down the hall into his room. Thin arms hugged my naked bodies, and he got on his toes to press his lips to mine. I felt the fuzz of his barely existent and wiry facial hair against me and the toothless gums nibbling my tongue. Jiro motioned for me to lie down in bed and face up, so I did. He got on top of me sooner after, pushed his dick into me again, and buried his head between my breasts.
"What if I get you pregnant, Marika? Will you be my new wife then?" Jiro asked, grinding harder against me.
"It's not possible! I took protection!" I exclaimed.
"Let's see if you have enough protection when I spill every last drop of my seed into your womb!" He picked up speed and pounded like there was no tomorrow.
At some point, we lost track of time. Jiro kissed me constantly as if to make up for lost time, and I reciprocated. His tongue pushed into my mouth, lapping at each other like teenagers. All the while we were connected at the hips. I threw my legs behind his waist, locking us in place. He came inside me raw so many times, his cum leaked from my hole whenever he pulled out.
We laid together in bed, arms wrapped around the other. The sheets were wet from sweat and our juices. My hair was utterly disheveled. Jiro, the perverted old man, continued to feel up my body. He cupped my breasts, pinched at my nipples, and fingered my pussy that was still full from his cum.
"I really won't have to worry about Principal Iwata ever again?" I asked.
"Never." Jiro stroked my cheek. "You don't have to think about Minoru again. City folk like him's got plenty of money anyway. He can move wherever he wants. But no Togetsu. Still, look what I got out of this!" He slapped my butt. "With you, I feel 60 years younger! How about you give me another blowjob?"
I glanced down, and Jiro was erect again.
"Just remember, this is only to thank you for helping me with Principal Iwata." I went down on him to suck his dick.
Jiro eased into bed, hands behind his head while I licked around the shaft and deepthroated him. It might have been my way of expressing thanks, but a deep desire made me want to continue. Gently squeezing his testicles brought Jiro to climax quickly. His seed spilled onto my tongue, and I heartily licked it all up.
"Oooh, that was wonderful! Minoru, that bastard. I can't believe he had you for a while like that. Don't worry. I won't be like him. I know you still love Tetsu," Jiro said.
"Don't bring up my husband's name while we're like this." I climbed on top of him, positioning his stiff cock to plunge into me once I sat down.
"You still want more? Not that I'm complaining. I may be old, but I still have plenty of stamina for you, Marika." He flashed a gummy smile.
Despite how energetic Jiro was, he eventually ran out of steam. In his old age, there was only so much to go around. He passed out in bed, exhaustion taking him away. I took the opportunity to wash up in his bathroom and tidy up wherever needed a bit of cleaning. Thankfully, neither Maruyama nor Akemi was due to come by and help Jiro today. I didn't need to fear running into them. If anyone saw me coming out of his house, it wouldn't really be an outrageous thing either.
As I was about to leave, however, my feet remained planted in the foyer. Jiro told me not to worry about Principal Iwata, but I just couldn't shake him off. He had helped Keita get into a good school in a big city, and the expectation was that I'd repay him with my body. It was hard for me to imagine he was going to just let this go.
Before leaving, I checked the NTL app. I accrued 271,000 points so far. A dropdown menu at the top showed the list of things I did to earn those points, how much was spent, and the amount I cashed out. The number was off though.
"Saya, shouldn't I have earned 30,000 points from having sex with Jiro?" I asked.
[Sure, if sex was all you did. But you only earned 15,000 from one session after promising to be his wife!] Saya explained.
"What? No! I never said… Did I?"
[Hehe. You said a lot of sweet things to each other. No taksies-backsies. Now, every time you two get intimate, that's 15,000 points! Still a sweet deal, if you ask me~]
I cursed under my breath. Well, like Saya said, there was no going back. That choice wasn't exactly a problem anyway. Like with Satoshi, we could play pretend and just not do anything.
I put on my shoes and set off from Jiro's house. A sudden deluge poured rain all over Togetsu. Just my luck not to have an umbrella with me. By the time I returned home, I was soaked to my bones. Akemi was at my front door when I arrived.
"You get my text? Principal Iwata just up and left last night. How weird is that?" Akemi asked.
"I'm just as surprised as you are," I said.
"Guess the guy just couldn't stand the rural life out here. His loss. Anyway, Marika. Maruyama and I got a lead. Figured I should tell you in person. Wanna talk inside?" she suggested.
I opened the door to let us. Akemi made herself comfortable, and I brewed some tea for her to drink. Even now, she showed no indication that I'd used Memory Wipe on her.
"So, what were you saying about the NTL app?" I asked.
"Ushigome Enterprise, the company I told you created the app? They got absorbed by an American corporation called AxIon. It's a stupid spelling for them to just pronounce 'action', but they really wanted the letters 'A' and 'I' in it." Akemi rolled her eyes.
A and I for artificial intelligence, of course.
"AxIon is this rising A.I. company that's trying to rival the likes of OpenAI and Google. Maruyama says there's huge money in developing the best artificial intelligence. It's got an arms race going like Russia and the United States during the Cold War, but for tech. Anyway, we found that AxIon owns a construction company in Karatsu called OmniAction. Yeah, the same Karatsu east of Fukuoka. We can make a day trip there, try and schmooze up—"
"Wait, wait. We?" I arched my brow.
"Yeah, we." Akemi looked at me tensely. "You do want to get rid of the NTL app, right?"
"I-I do! It's just that… I mean, how do we plan to do this? Just find whoever is the most important person in OmniAction, then yell at them until they remove the app from our phones?" I asked.
"If you put it like that, of course it sounds dumb. Marika, this app is freaky. I don't mean freaky in a kinky way. It creeps me the fuck out. When I buy things from it, they come instantly. How? My digital assistant talks to me like a real person. Rei goads me into playing constantly! Why? I can't stand it, and I need answers," she explained.
I pressed a hand to my facing, sighing. Akemi was taking this a lot more seriously than I was. After playing it so many times, I wasn't able to put it down. Maybe if I had the option to finally uninstall it, that would be the end. Right. I only needed the opportunity.
"Okay. We go to Karatsu together, schmooze up who exactly?" I squinted at her.
"Whoever the managers are and have them get us in. I don't know, man. We'll come up with a plan as we go. It isn't like we made no progress. We know more than before. We're going to keep figuring this out until we're at the bottom of this. Tomorrow though. Maruyama's been calling OmniAction for a job interview. That's our ticket through the door," Akemi said.