“Mother? Hakaru? What are you doing here?” Kira asked, her face turned away so she didn’t have to meet our eyes.
Sasori and I glanced at each other and then I crossed my arms. “What do you mean? You called me? You said you needed help.”
hook her head, “I’m sorry, that was just a joke. You didn’t need to come out here.”
“A joke?” I responded in disbelief. “What joke?”
“Kira!” Sasori stepped forward, a no-nonsense expression on her face. “What are you doing coming out of a love hotel here in town so late at night? I’m your mother, and-“
Kira’s expression turned angry in an instant. “Oh, you’re my mother now? When have you been my mother? When you were fucking other men? When you decided to destroy our family? You, and dad, and Hakaru’s dad… you’re all cheaters, you all deserve each other!”
“Your father? What do you mean by that?” Sasori’s brow furrowed as she reached out to grab Kira’ arm.
“Forget it!” Kira brushed her off, pulling back. “Just keep doing whatever you want to do. That’s how things have been so far!”
“Kira…” Sasori’s expression looked hurt for a moment.
“Kira… if you’re in trouble, I need to hear it.” I cut in.
If I just let Sasori keep going, she’d likely just be arguing with Kira all night.
“You…” Kira’s glare was no less diminished when it turned to me. “What right do you have to care! When have you ever cared about me and any trouble I’m in. Aren’t you too busy banging your sister and Akiko? Yeah… I heard about that!”
“Kira, my sex life has nothing to do with this.” I said, neither confirming nor denying her statements, “You’re a friend of mine, and I want to help, especially when you call me asking for it!”
Kira stepped back, looking uncertain for a moment, but then she shook her head and her angry expression returned. “You haven’t been my friend in years. Even you chose sex over me.”
When she said that, her eyes immediately snapped to the backseat of the car. She seemed to have noticed Eiko was there from the moment she had walked over. She was still unconscious and sleeping steadily. Kira shook her head, an ugly expression on her face.
“It seems that some things never change. We should have left the past in the past. My calling you tonight was a mistake. My only mistake.”
“Kira, we’re worried about you.” Her mother spoke up.
It was then that Kira glanced at the pair of us again. Her eyes danced back and forth between the us like she was suddenly having a revelation. Suddenly, her anger turned into disdain and a sneer filled her face.
“So, that’s how it is… I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that you betrayed me.”
“What?” I asked, genuinely confused.
“You were supposed to make my mother suffer! You were supposed to blackmail her and make her miserable. Yet, here the two of you are, practically acting like a married couple.”
The pair of us turned to each other. We were standing together, our bodies touching. We were all but holding hands with similar expressions on our faces. We had approached Kira as a united front. Sasori wasn’t distraught or angry. Rather, her concern was completely on Kira, as was my own. From the look, it was like we were a couple admonishing our child after we caught her doing something bad. Except, I was a high school kid no older than Kira, and I was supposed to be ruining Sasori’s life in Kira’s eyes. I realized now how it would seem like a betrayal.
“That’s not…” Sasori stepped away from me, but couldn’t stop a blush from reaching her cheeks.
Well, that wasn’t helping things at all! I let out a sigh.
“Kira, I used Sasori to find out where you are. I’m concerned about you. You called me, and I came.”
Kira lowered her head, her angry expression only diminishing slightly. “Well, next time, don’t.”
“Goodbye, Hakaru…” Kira sniffed and I realized tears were falling down her face. “If you’re going to keep fucking my mom, and least have the decency of being a bit more discrete about it. It wouldn’t do well if the school found out about it like they did with your sister.”
Kira turned around and started walking away.
“I won’t give up on you!” I said, my eyes narrowing.
Kira paused for a moment. “I’ve already given up on myself.”
She continued on, walking away. Sasori shot me a look. She seemed a little upset.
“What?” I said, shooting Sasori a blank look.
“You should have done more! Why are you letting her leave!”
I raised an eyebrow. “I’m not her parent? What can I tell her to do? She’s right. We’re barely friends anymore. Let’s just go. Whatever happened is over. She can make it home safely on her own.”
Sasori lowered her eyes. “I’ve… never been good with being open with my daughter. I always kept a distance between us that could not be crossed. Tonight just made that feeling much more solid. You want to hear something strange?”
“When you started to blackmail me, and I heard my daughter was similarly being blackmailed, somewhere, deep down, I felt it was something the pair of us had in common. I hoped… somehow, that it would bring the pair of us closer together. Instead, I found out that my daughter had planned this from the beginning, and I’m farther from her than I ever was.”
“Sasori…” I said… not sure how to finish it.
Her eyes wandered towards the love hotel and she suddenly gasped, turning away. “Damn it, is everyone frequenting this hotel tonight?”
I looked over her shoulder, seeing a familiar face near the hotel. It was my father. Except, the woman on his arm was not Mrs. Fukumi, but some girl who didn’t looking much older than 20. They were holding each other affectionately and she was giggling while he whispered things into her ear and kissed her neck. It was about as damning a scene as one could find in public.
I didn’t know what to say. I had told her that dad was a cheater. However, being told something by the guy blackmailing you and seeing it for yourself were two very different things. For the first time, she was truly realizing what a piece of shit my dad was. Well, maybe those words lost a little power when they came from a guy like me.
The pair of them ended up slipping into the hotel. Sasori stared at the door for a long enough period of time that I started to get a little antsy.
“Are we going?”
Sasori finally broke her vision away and then turned back to the car. She got in the driver’s seat and I got in the passenger side. Sasori began to drive home, but she was incredibly silent. She wasn’t crying, so that was good. I didn’t know how I could handle it if she was bawling her eyes out. We didn’t see Kira on the way, so she must have taken some way that took her off the streets. About half way to the final destination, Sasori suddenly turned and pulled in between two buildings.
She slowed the car to a stop and parked. It wasn’t in a bad area of town, but it was still an area that was dark and devoid of people, which gave it a slightly dangerous feeling. I glanced back and Eiko.
“Are we going to drop her off at her home? I know the address.” I said.
Sasori continued to stare ahead, her eyes wide as if she was completely lost in thought.
“What is it?” I asked, feeling a little weirded out by her current behavior.
Sasori suddenly unbuckled her belt. Without a word, she swung over her legs and the got on my lap. I let out a cry of surprise as her lips suddenly attacked mine. Her hands went down to my pants, unzipping them and pulling out my dick. I pushed her from my lips.
“What are you doing?” I demanded.
“Just put it inside me.” She said, her entire body shaking, “I want to feel it.”
I could barely process what was going on. I had blackmailed Sasori into sex a few times, but now she was coming on to me heavily. She was still my teacher, so I had always seen this relationship as a one way street.
“Wait… Eiko…” I tried to protest as she successfully pulled out my dick.
I was very hard. I had been for some time. We had been in a sex hotel for some time, and now this older woman was pawing me frantically with need. Compared to Maria and Akiko, Sasori was far more sexually alluring. It took a woman who had sex frequently and for her own sexual pleasure to truly show eroticism and lewdness. Maria had always had sex for stuff, whether it be a social standing or to satisfy her partner. Akiko was still learning, and doesn’t really have everything figured out yet. However, Sasori was a woman. She knew what she wanted and when she wanted it, and right now she wanted my cock.
She lifted up her skirt and pushed her panties to the side, and within a minute I was inside my teacher. She closed her eyes and let out a moan of pleasure. Then, she began to rock up and down on my hips. When I initiated sex, it was easy for me to be in charge and remain in charge, but I quickly realized I had a weakness when the woman came on to me. I could act cruel and dominating to any girl, pushing her down and having my way with her for my own enjoyment. However, when that girl threw herself at me, I’d grow flustered and freeze, my control disappearing like smoke.
Perhaps that was the reason I still slept with Akiko. She gained me no points and my feelings about her were complicated, but I rarely initiated sex with her these days. Instead, she would push herself on me, and then I wouldn’t say no. In this instance, Sasori Fukumi, my teacher, was forcing herself on me with another student unconscious in the back of the car.
Her body felt hot, but soft. Her butt was lifting up and down, allowing my cock to slide in and out of her. I wasn’t doing anything and Sasori was taking care of everything. Even with Akiko, I usually played an active part in the sex. She might kiss my neck or suck me off until I was horny enough, but inevitably I would push them down and have my way with them. Yet, my teacher was in complete control in this instance.
“Ah… shit I’m going to cum…” I let out a moan.
Sasori kissed me again. “It’s okay… you can cum in me. I’m on the pill now.”
“Sasori…” I leaned forward and kissed her neck, causing her to gasp, her chest pressing against mine as her head tilted back.
“Yes… please… cum in me. Hakaru…”
I grabbed her but and pulled it down, pushing myself deep inside her.
“Mm… In deep…” She moaned.
My cock had enough. I didn’t know if she came at all, but I couldn’t last a second longer. My cooked swelled and I shot myself deep inside Sasori. She held me tightly, continuing to rock her hips as I jazzed deep into her womb. When it was done, she kissed me one more time, then pulled my dick out, fixed her underwear, and swung back into the driver’s seat like nothing had happened.
Clearing her throat, she turned the car on and then headed off. She asked for directions to Eiko’s place. We managed to leave her on her on a canopy swing inside the porch. She then proceeded to take me home without another word. When we stopped up in front of my house, I turned to her with a complicated expression on my face.
“Sasori… about everything…”
“Hakaru… on Monday at school… I won’t be wearing any panties.”
“Wh-what?” I let out a cry, my eyes widened. “Why are you telling me that?”
Sasori put on a strange smirk. “You’re the only one who gets to know. What happens because of that… well, that depends on you.”
I opened the door and stepped out. Sasori drove off, leaving me standing in front of my house. What just happened? Whatever it was, I had a feeling my life at school was now going to be changing radically.