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Chapter 1: Two Days Later
“Subject: Alpha-111[K],”Grahad said softly as he looked at the TV screen. His mind was running in circles as he tried to absorb and make sense of the all of the information he saw yesterday. He barely got any sleep. His curiosity got the better of him; he decided that it wouldn’t hurt to look over the other files in the data device by himself since he skipped out entire segments when he first booted the device with “Kasumi” beside him. Skipping the portions of the primer and things that he thought were self-explanatory, he quickly chose a section under “Personal Training and Condition for Entertainment Purposes”. As he clicked on it, his mind drifted back to her appearance when he first saw her more than 2 days ago, walking away from an overturned transport…
She was NAKED. Shame came over him as he reflected on how inappropriate his feelings were; he stopped to render assistance but as soon as she saw her nude he couldn’t help but stare. With what little light there was, he was able to make out practically most the features of her front body: the long, wet, brownish hair sensually accentuated her beautiful face; breasts the size of cantaloupes hung perfectly, their roundness and suppleness teased his imagination even back then; long, toned legs; she was also ‘clean shaven’ down there, a detail he confirmed when he “accidentally” saw her naked again.
He was smitten with her; the urge to aid her came naturally to him. She declined his offer to take her to a hospital but accepted when he said she could stay with him for the time being. He had a lot to ask her but he limited his questions to those pertinent to her current situation. The only sort of questions she could answer where the ones she could say Yes or No to with regards to her immediate needs; the more complicated and intricate inquiries she answered nonchalantly by stating that she was uncertain. So it was that he was left with practically no personal information he could use until it occurred to him the day after to suggest to the “amnesiac girl” – that’s what she was in his mind at the time – for them to refer to the contents of her metallic suitcases in order to help her “remember any details about relatives and such” – he wasn’t sure if she was truly amnesiac or was simply cautious in giving out important info. She agreed and placed the suitcases on a large table for their inspection without any hesitation.
The smaller of the 2 cases yielded a few things: capsules lined one side of the case; there was also a bodysuit of sorts which he mistook for some type of swimsuit; arm and shin guards; thigh-high leggings with matching footwear; a set of 10 shuriken and another 10 kunai; and a Japanese sword about the size of a wakazashi but clearly of modern design judging from the handle and scabbard. Grahad had a good guess about his female guest’s occupation if this equipment was hers and this time he wasn’t surprised to not find a trace of personal information within the contents of the case. Well, she didn’t kill him while he was sleeping and she seemed to be rather harmless all morning so there was no need to make a big deal about this discovery. Judging from her unfalteringly, calm expression, displaying the contents didn’t bother her either. It was time to move on the next one. Frankly, he thought he was prepared for whatever they would find in the next case after this. Boy, was he wrong.
They took out a cubical piece of electronic equipment along with various cables. There was also a wireless headgear similar to a type of VR training helmet he had come across. Fortunately, there was a small manual describing in some detail that the cube was in fact a new data device model much like a personal computer; hooking it up to both his TV and notebook was pretty straight-forward. What was a little harder to swallow was the kind program it contained after they booted it up. As far as it he could tell it was an Instruction Manual like the ones that come in with more sophisticated electronics nowadays but there was one catch… this interactive manual was meant for the owner of this girl!
Based from the greeting by the man on the screen, this package… and the girl, was meant for a Middle Eastern noble. There was a lot of information thrown in but most of was done in layman’s terms for the benefit of the intended recipient. One demo vid showed her remarkable physical abilities as she navigated a trap-laden course quickly and afterwards dispatched several armed men efficiently. The program presenter on the screen remarked how Alpha-111 was every bit an improvement over her template, Subject Kasumi, and that they’ve managed to optimize muscle augmentation and reduce lactic acid production by 70 percent compared to the normal top military and athletic specimens. This was followed by another clip this time of two Alpha Kasumis sparring against each other. That was enough for Grahad. He exited the program, automatically switching the data device to Standby Mode, and recommended to his guest, Alpha-111, that they should probably call it a night.
“Alpha-111… no… Kasumi,” Grahad said, facing the girl. Watching what little information was shown on the video must have had an effect on her because her eyes now had the sort of focus an eager person has when he or she wanted to know something… or when she knew something already. “We can pick this up tomorrow. A good night’s rest will help you take in everything. Agreed?”
“Yes, you are right, Grahad,” Alpha-111 bowed and left for his bedroom but not before she took the VR Helmet with her, leaving Grahad alone on the couch where he slept temporarily. For a moment, he thought that she was going to say something else to him when she turned to look at him but nothing came of it. It was probably his imagination but he thought he saw her smile before disappearing into his room.
Now here he was watching something called “Personal Training & Conditioning for Entertainment Purposes”. He was expecting the something raunchy but he was relieved to hear that Alpha-111 herself had no sexual exposure or training “as requested”.
“Hands-on training,” Grahad scoffed to himself just thinking about what the intended owner may have in store for “Kasumi” when he “requested” that last detail.
“Should you opt for direct visual feed procedure, remember to put the desired video or simulation in the editor and mark which role is intended for Alpha-111 and other notes. Refer to VR Gear section for usage of this application.”
“Oh,” Grahad exclaimed softly.
A few clicks later, he found the Simulation Editor for the VR helmet. He chose the StartSmart option for beginners but it was obvious that several features available in the program allowed you a great deal of freedom in using the Editor. Perhaps, these other features were usable for real simulations instead of ordinary videos. It still surprised him that the VR Gear itself could be used for sexual training even as he imported video files from his notebook: an amateur cam clip of a platinum blonde performing a pole dance, a short video rip of a girl masturbating by herself, and an old hentai he has yet to watch that he downloaded some time ago. It was rather easy to make notes and assign the role for the first 2 videos; he stopped there and didn’t bother with the 3rd one since he didn’t even know its full content. Besides, it wasn’t like he was going to use it on Kasumi. He prided himself for having enough decency not to take advantage of the first girl he actually saw naked in real life. Sure, he was attracted to her and the thought of substituting Kasumi for the girls performing in those videos was alluring. Images of a nude Kasumi with her legs spread wide opened, running her hands along her body flashed in his mind. Damn.
“Am I to review these video files?” Kasumi said in a low voice, startling Grahad.
“Wha-What? How long were you…“
“I have been watching since you turned on the machine,” Kasumi said calmly, taking a seat beside a clearly shaken Grahad. “You stopped before editing the third file… Why?”
“I-I…” Grahad stammered. He couldn’t even begin to look at Kasumi right now and it felt like he was going to die of embarrassment. Taking deep breaths he tried to compose himself. As a man, he owed Kasumi a proper explanation and an apology.
“Listen… I’m sorry… I know what it looks like to you and I apologize.”
“For what, Grahad?”
Kasumi’s question in response to his apology almost floored him. Was there something wrong with his hearing? He turned and looked at Kasumi with disbelief and attempted to discern if he heard her correctly.
“You’re not angry?” Graham asked, looking for signs or changes in Kasumi’s expression that would indicate any hint of anger. His curiosity had also returned and since now is as good as any, he might as well test the waters. “Umm what did you mean when you asked me why I stopped?”
“Angry? I see no reason for me to be so,” Kasumi replied, meeting Graham’s gaze with her own. “Is there a reason for me to be angered? I merely asked you why you stopped; there is no hidden meaning to my question.”
Graham gulped. He had an inkling where this conversation may lead to. “I stopped because I haven’t seen that movie yet. What do you think about me-my uploading of those 2 other files? You’re not really an amnesiac either, are you?”
“With regard to the last question, that is correct; I have full retention of my memory from before I was put in stasis. I was under the impression that I was to be transported to a German facility for mnemonic modification prior to my arrival to my ultimate destination. As you can see, that is no longer possible. I must admit that I… “enjoy” it here… and no longer wish to follow the plans of my former instructors for me. Shall I debrief you now about my former assignment or would like me to answer your other question about the two video files now?”
“Wait, wait… You ‘enjoy’ it here?!” Grahad asked. By all rights he should be stunned after hearing all that and there were still some other things he wanted to hear from her, but it was of utmost importance that he settled this issue of her staying with him before things escalated to something else. “Let me get this straight: you’re essentially running away from your previous employer-slash-creator and you wish to remain here with me?”
“If that is possible… Have I offended you by withholding this information? Do you wish for me to leave?”
“No, no. You’re welcome to stay with me if you like… I want you to stay but I have this obligation coming up in a couple of weeks and it would be difficult if you’re with me even as a friend. I’ll have to make arrang—“
“Then employ my services!” Kasumi interrupted, her calm tone replaced by a slightly excited one. “My present skill set is suitable for security services and I can learn new tasks at an accelerated rate with the equipment I have.”
“You know that’s not a bad idea,” Grahad said to himself in a manner audible also to Kasumi. It was perfect: Kasumi can stay with him and there would be a perfectly reasonable explanation for it. “Kasumi, would you like to be my bodyguard? Think you’re up to it?”
“I accept.” A faint smile appeared on her face even as Kasumi spoke in earnest. “I will do everything within my power and use my body to safeguard you to the best of my abilities. How should I refer to you now?”
“Just Grahad is fine.” He breathed in as a sense of relief came over him. That was that and some forged papers were easy enough to make with a simple call. Now something else creeped in – Mischief compelled him to resume that line of questioning that made the red-blooded teenager that he was both nervous and exhilarated. “Ah, Kasumi about my other question…”
“I do not have an opinion about what you uploaded. Is that response adequate? It was now Kasumi’s turn to survey her new employer’s reaction. “I am uncertain, but is it possible that you wish me to perform what I had seen? The specifics of both performances are still new to me and I have no experience in matters relating to this so you will have to provide additional instruction. We lack the vertical fixed pole in your quarters so am I correct in assuming that you wish for me to emulate the second video?”
Grahad’s jaw fell wide open. She was essentially offering to masturbate in front of him with him providing “additional instruction”. Before his senses would take leave from him, Grahad stood up and sharply slapped both palms to the sides of his face to check if he was dreaming. The pain confirmed that it was real.
“Are you okay? If you are disoriented then you should rest in your room. Here,” Kasumi grabbed Grahad’s hand and led him to his room. His room. Where his bed was. Wait, the girl in the video was masturbating on a bed! “Grahad, would you like to take a seat or do you prefer to lie down on the bed before I take my position?”
“I-I think I’ll sit on the chair,” Grahad replied, setting the back of the chair against the wall, facing the foot of his bed. He had already gone this far and, while a part of him chastised him for doing so, a sensation of overwhelming eagerness overtook him. His knees shook, not out of fear, but due to excitement as he anticipated the show.
Come to think of it, why did he give her that pair of blue shorts that only went down halfway her legs? He hardly wore them and even now as he looked at the exposed area of her wondrous, amazing legs, he was – grateful to see her wearing them – but utterly confused why he kept those with him. For that matter, he also noticed how tight that white T-shirt he handed her was as he traced the outlines of her breasts, the faint shape of her nipples, and the fact that whenever she moved, a portion of her midriff was exposed. Good grief. He wanted this to happen. He placed his hands on his face at this realization.
“Grahad, Grahad, I am ready.” Kasumi spoke, getting the preoccupied Graham’s attention. There she was standing tall, less than two feet from the edge of his bed and looking so damn sexy in those soon-to-be-discarded undersized clothes. “But I am uncertain about what the girl in the video was doing in the beginning… Please instruct me now.”
PLEASE INSTRUCT ME NOW.
The words echoed in Grahad’s head. The Gentleman’s Reason was kicked to the curbed as his mind rationalize that this was a request from someone he cared about that he simply could not deny. Still he felt like he needed to say something other than instructions and tips. “Kasumi, before we continue there’s something I need to say...”
“Yes, what is—“Kasumi was cutoff by the suddenness of Grahad’s embrace. He held her tightly, thoughts of the proposed activity pushed aside, with only his sincerest feelings for her on his mind. Kasumi was taken aback by this. “I thought I was to be your bodyguard?”
“You are… and more,” Grahad whispered as he drew closer to kiss her. Kasumi, still surprised, followed his lead as she closed her eyes and prepared her lips based from her past observations. It was a chaste kiss. Their lips only met for the briefest of moments, but its nature was not lost on either of them. That fleeting moment was replaced by eyes locked into each other even as the gulf between their lips increased.
“Can we continue with my instruction now?” Kasumi asked.
Grahad laughed. It was a strange turn of events and this latest question from her made it even more surreal. He apologized and explained that he wasn’t laughing at her but at how it turned out from the moment he saw her. She was puzzled at his amusement over this. He, in turn, reiterated that he meant no offense and suggested that she take her position on the bed. Kasumi complied, focusing on the task at hand.
“Umm could you spread your legs apart? Perfect. Lean back a little, arch your back a bit, and use both your hands to support yourself.”
“Like this?” Kasumi leaned back, propping herself on her hands. She stuck out her chest as she arched her back which made her nipples hard when they rubbed against the tight fabric. “This is different from the video; the girl had her hand inside her underwear and used only one hand to support herself.”
“You’re not yet ready to do that on your own.” Grahad’s eyes roamed Kasumi’s body. It took every ounce of willpower he had to restrain himself from running his hands on her toned legs given how invitingly she spread her legs. He wanted to cup and grope her breast and lick her hardened nipples through the cloth. The compulsion to jump her and just grabbed her ass, have her legs wrapped around him, explore her mouth with his tongue, and just ground his cock against her crotch with their pants on, almost overwhelmed him. Grahad kneeled directly in front of her. “Instead of using your own hand, I’ll be the one to get you ready.”
Kasumi let out a soft gasp; Grahad was now cupping her sex through the material with his right hand. He continued rubbing and palming in a circular motion the front of her shorts while waiting for a sign. Kasumi’s breathing became irregular; short moans and sharp gasps escaped from her, and she shifted ever so slightly as Grahad continued his ministrations. Kasumi reflexively closed her legs but moved them apart again as they touched Grahad. Not missing a beat, Grahad began running his left hand on her right thigh even has he craned his head to caress and run his tongue along the length of her left thigh. After a few minutes, he felt her shorts dampen but he decided that he would prolong his treat before allowing her to continue on her own; he used his left hand to tease her crotch, and switched to massaging her left thigh with his right as he salivated and licked her right thigh. He started to doubt his own self-control because of how much he was enjoying this but he needed to draw a line for himself and stop in five minutes tops. Maybe in ten, but it was hard to keep track of time and concentrate.
“Aah…uhun…a-a-amazing.” Kasumi’s murmurings did not fall on deaf ears; Grahad took special care in using two fingers to find her folds through her shorts and pushed against the material. The moans he elicited from her spurred him on as he felt what he believed to be her outer lips and dipped his fingers as far as he could; the top segments of his index and middle finger disappeared from sight as Kasumi’s womanhood took them in, stretching her short’s fabric.
After a dozen or more thrusts, he pulled out his already wet fingers from her soppy shorts much to the chagrin of Kasumi who was at the brink of losing herself to his expert touch. Kissing her, he pulled her up, and once they were both standing, his hands groped and caressed her tight ass. She instinctively wrapped her arms around him while she returned his fierce kisses with her own. Pulling away, Grahad took of his shirt, then his pants, before reclining on his chair in his underwear as he admired the vision of beauty before him. He couldn’t help but smile when he saw the lower portion of her clearly soaked shorts. “Kasumi… Dear, I think you can do the part right before the girl in the video assumes the position in the middle of the bed. Do you remember it?”
“Understood.” Kasumi took a moment to compose herself as she attempted to recall the exact movements she saw before. Taking a deep breath, she started by slowly swaying her hips from side to side. Moving her hands along her flanks, she would dip slightly every now and then. She crossed hers hands around herself, hooking her fingers under her shirt; this time her gyrations were more provocative, a subtle sway to one side punctuated the motion of her hip each time. She continued this as she methodically raised her shirt, slowly revealing more and more of her sensual abs. Timing her turn to her hip movement, she turned her back to him as soon as bottom of her raised shirt reached just below her breasts. Folding the edge of her shirt on top of her chest, she resumed running her hands along her naked sides. Her hands would go up and down twice then she would reach back down to her butt and grab her own buns, completing a set of hip revolutions before going up to sides of her breasts and repeating it again.
This was too much for Grahad. Seeing her exquisite back, her exposed sides, these lewd movements, and even a peek of sideboob made him quickly discard his underwear, leaving his cock standing straight at full attention. He could rush her while she was still doing her routine with her back to him but he knew better than that. He would bid his time until she turned again to face him and when she does…
Kasumi pulled her shirt all the way down and turned around fully clothed but what she saw astounded her. She was familiar with anatomy but this was the first time she had seen a fully aroused male genitalia. She estimated it to be a little over nine inches. Was that the average for males of his age and his build? She shrugged the thought aside and resumed her gyration. Her erotic motions slowed down to simple side-to-side swaying. “Grahad, are you feeling well?”
“I feel better than before. I could show you how much better but I think you should finish this part of the video before proceeding to the next. Don’t you agree?”
“Y-Yes.” Kasumi managed to take her eyes off his cock and resumed the normal tempo in her movement. It was time to end this segment so she hooked her fingers around and pulled her shirt all the way up. Freed from their confines, her melons emerged from the retreating fabric and bounce up and down as Kasumi continued her hip’s motions. Before she could pull off the shirt covering her face, Kasumi felt something warm and wet make contact with her skin, giving her a tingling sensation. Managing to finally get rid of the material obstructing her view and arms, she was greeted by the sensation and sight of Grahad wrapping his lips around her right nipple. “Unnhh… aaahhh…”
He ran his tongue in a circular motion as he traced her areola and used his teeth to lightly graze and gently pull her tit. His left hand occupied itself with squeezing her left breast, occasionally using his finger to twiddle and pinch the corresponding nipple while his right hand snaked downward under the back of her shorts and kneaded her ass. He let his dick brush against her thighs.
“Nnnh… Gra-Grahad… please refrain from… ahh… we have deviated already from the pa…unh… parameters of the video.” Kasumi caught her breath after Grahad finally relented from his carnal onslaught. “Please let me finish and if there is an activity you wish to collaborate on, provide me with some time to review the necessary information.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” Grahad kissed her on the cheek then sat back on his chair again. He sat confidently, making no effort to conceal his enlarged member from Kasumi who was now slowly removing her shorts in front of him. “Utterly beautiful!” Grahad exclaimed loudly as Kasumi’s naked pussy came into view.
Kasumi got down to all fours and made her way to the bed’s center. She rested on her back, moving her legs as far as possible from each other and propped her feet up, both hands on her bosom. She toyed with her tits, pinching and rolling them between fingers, occasionally jostling and then grabbing her breasts while moaning in the most desirable way for Grahad who at this point had moved over to the bed, captivated by the sight of her moist pussy lips. She moved her right and middle fingers over her mouth and lubricated them with her saliva as she sucked and licked them awkwardly.
We’ll get around to teaching her the proper way to that later, Grahad thought to himself as he watched her leave a coat of saliva on her fingers with no technique. Kasumi’s right hand now strayed further south but before it could reach its destination, Grahad dove in between her legs and claimed her pussy with his mouth. He placed his entire mouth over her cunt, and licked her outer lips, getting Kasumi’s attention, whose protests were replaced by a new batch of gasps and moans. He parted her nether lips with his fingers and blew his breath over her clit, tickling Kasumi. He had only seen it in movies but now was a good time to try it; he lapped at her inner folds like a dog, alternating between the former and sucking on her clit. This made Kasumi tense up and practically screamed his name. A finger had also moved inside her love tunnel and it surprised him when her inner walls clamped down on it even as he tried to move it further inside.
This was too much for Kasumi whose senses were inundated by new and wondrous sensations as Grahad continued his work, lapping and drinking up warm fluids that escaped her honey pot. She froze and let out a guttural moan as a wave of pleasure washed over. Her inner muscles contracted around Grahad’s middle finger, immobilizing it. A gush of her inner juices burst forth, coating the trapped digit as the fluids came rushing outward. She shook a few times, raising her pelvis in the air, riding out the final moments of her first orgasm. She did not expect it to be so overwhelming and now she understood why the female in the video looked limp and exhausted after the act. Her inner walls relaxed after a minute or so, releasing Grahad’s finger. It took her less than a minute after that to compose herself until she deemed that all of her bodily function were back to normal, and sat up.
Grahad gave his wet middle finger a tentative lick. Inspiration dawned on him when he saw Kasumi observing him. He offered her his finger, motioning for her to do what he just did.
“Suck my finger,” Grahad commanded. “Do it slowly. Use you tongue to massage it while you have it in your mouth. Try to look into my eyes and see if I like it so that you can adjust what you’re doing.” Kasumi tried to internalize what she was told. Grahad gave her additional tips as she sucked on his digit, letting her develop a technique on her own pace. He was overjoyed by everything so far but there was just one not-so-tiny detail that had to be address: his raging hard-on. Watching her suck on his finger, made him wish she would do the same to his fat cock which now dripped with pre-cum but he had resolved that it should be done on another day. “OK. Uh Kasumi, that’s enough could you spread your legs again and try to support yourself with your hands just like before?” He wanted to bring her to another orgasm before he sought out his own release.
“Oh.” Kasumi felt warm stirrings resurface again as two of Grahad’s finger once again invaded her quim. This time she noted how he paid special attention in varying the pace of his thrusting, her own moans and gasps indicated the specific speeds attached to them. She was ecstatic when Grahad renewed his treatment of her breasts; she greatly enjoyed how he would skillfully play with her nipples with his tongue, the warmth of his mouth clamping down on her mammaries, and the occasional soft but firm touch of his free hand squeezing them. “Oh, Grahad,” Kasumi cooed as Grahad rained kisses on her neck, letting his tongue trace a path downward to her clavicle where he resumed caressing her. She then took the lead, moving ever so slightly forward on her knees as her tongue sought passage to his mouth with his fingers still working their magic on her love tunnel.
It surprised Grahad when she pushed him back to the bed, her pussy hovering just above his stomach, hands caressing his chest, and her lips placed random kisses over his face. He shifted his torso upward, letting the length of his cock brush and slide along the groove of her ass, and placed his hands firmly on her waist. Perfect. He stuck out his tongue and reached up to Kasumi’s breasts which hung perfectly in his view.
Kasumi loved all the attention she was getting from Grahad even if they had long past exceeded the set activity. Something felt awkward about her position… she felt something was amiss even as Grahad bucked upward sending the side of his shaft against her butt crack. She rectified what she thought to be the problem by performing a split, stretching her legs, and resting her nether region fully over his lower abdomen. She then placed her hands to his sides and grounded her pussy against his body.
“Kasumi… t-that’s awesome!” Grahad admired how limber Kasumi and simply could not stop praising her. His lower abdomen was getting drenched as she got into it more and unabashedly slid against him. Releasing her waist, he put his hands to work on her breasts which noticeably sent a thrill up her spine as she increased her pace. His cock may not be getting any treatment but he felt as if he was about to come. Then he heard her shout his name and felt it… a jet of hot liquid poured over his already lubricated abs – her second orgasm almost sent him over the edge. She slumped forward, letting the remainder of it subside. Grahad kissed her lightly on the head.
Kasumi placed her lips on Grahad’s before pushing herself up. “I loved it Grahad. If possible I wish to do this activity with you again… on a regular basis,” the last part of her statement was a whisper. She was then caught off-guard by Grahad suddenly jerking upward and flipping her on her back.
“Kasumi, I can grant that right now,” Grahad said with a smile, pulling her legs up. “’Sides, it’s usually a give and take activity; I still haven’t come yet!” Grahad gripped her ankles as he positioned himself over her; his cock still dripping with pre-cum and just as hard ever was placed directly over her pussy lips, burying a portion of his dick’s underside against her folds. He slid slowly in a sawing motion, finally seeking his own release, without inserting it in. He didn’t have any condoms and he was afraid that even if he married her immediately, she may not want -- isn’t prepared for kids. He now fervently slid his entire length against her labia, feeling her warm, wet flesh against his own. Of course, the effect of his motion – a move he also picked up from a movie – was not lost on Kasumi who was now voicing her approval with her own set of moans to match his grunting.
“Gr-Grrahad… I feel strange… close to—“
“I’m almost there too… Kasumi… I-I think I’m gonna—Unghhh!”
A thick jet of white viscous material erupted from Grahad’s cock as Kasumi bucked up to the arrival of an orgasm of her own. Kasumi mouth flew wide open as she gasped for breath. Unfortunately, Grahad was still shooting his load , streams and streaks of his issue plastered random areas of her torso, and some even went past that and landed directly in her mouth. Kasumi inadvertedly swallowed some semen and coughed as the sticky fluid made its way down her throat.
“Oh, shit!” Grahad saw what had happened but he couldn’t pry himself away as he finished off with a few more strokes on top of her pussy. Once he did, he let go of her legs and moved to her side even as she sat up coughing. “I’m so sorry, Kasumi. I went overboard… I didn’t mean to do that,” Grahad apologized, running a hand along her back.
“I-I think I am fine,” Kasumi responded. She scooped up and examined some of the sticky substance with her fingers while a flushed Grahad silently looked on. She put a finger to her nose and smelled it before tasting. “It has a most curious taste… I’m not sure if I like it or not. Maybe with time—“Kasumi stopped as Grahad embraced her again.
“I think I love you, Kasumi,” Graham whispered, pulling her close to him as he lied down on the bed. Kasumi rested her head on his shoulder while his left arm went under her side, drawing her closer to him with his left hand giving her ass a light squeeze. “Let’s just lie down here for a few hours like this.” He was still hard but he thought it best to rest, given he didn’t get much sleep. Was she tired? It didn’t look like it to him and it crossed his mind that he should probably test out just how much her “reduced lactic acid production” affected her long-term performance. Perhaps next time he should proposition a bout of marathon sex.
“Grahad, do you want me to be your mate?”
“I do,” Grahad replied, kissing her head again in a reassuring manner. “Guess it wouldn’t be bad if my future wife happens to be my bodyguard, right? I have so many things I want to say to you and so many plans. I can’t help but think this was fated.”
Kasumi moved to kiss him again and this time their lips stayed together longer. She brought her left thigh up over his stomach, accidentally nudging his throbbing member when she moved her leg. “Grahad, your penis is still turgid.”
“Right, right… uh this is funny but I thought that maybe I should exercise some restraint. I sorta didn’t go all the way with you because I was trying to be considerate; I didn’t know what was in your mind.” Grahad ran his hand over her thigh, relishing the feel of her silky smooth skin. “Heh. I don’t see myself as the type of guy who asks his fiancée to just grab my dick and pleasure me whenever I feel like it,” Grahad joked.
Without saying a word, Kasumi reached down past her raised leg and wrapped her hand gently around Grahad’s tool. “Is this satisfactory to you? I want to reciprocate the pleasure you have given me but I am uncertain how to proceed and… my instincts for sexual intercourse are not finely honed.”
“Yeah… hold me a little tighter and try to move it up and down--yes..uh…ungh… that feels good.” Grahad grunted his approval of Kasumi’s inexperienced but gratifying handjob. What she lacked in technique, she certainly made up for with sheer vigor. After a few minutes, he came, sputtering his seed all over the immediate area. He lathered Kasumi’s thigh with cum, partially satisfied with his release. “Kasumi, if I fall asleep wake me up by 11 am.”
“Understood,” Kasumi replied as she nuzzled against him.
“I think I’ll borrow a nice dress from the lady down the block and we’ll go shopping for some clothes for you later”.
“Grahad?”
“What is it, Kasumi?”
“I think I feel the same way about you.”
Grahad kissed her again and groped her ass for a bit as he allowed himself to relax, knowing just how fortunate he was to have met her. He kept thinking how happiness truly can be found in the most unexpected places as sleep finally claimed him.
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