047. Apologize to Azami.

"I'm sorry Azami, but I haven't seen anyone." I lied.

"Well since you injured Natsumi that makes you responsible for apprehending thieves," she declared. "I'm missing a pair of ruby earrings and I'm sure that wench is the culprit."

I knew the ones she meant as I'd seen them before, and not that long ago. I thought hard for a moment because I knew I'd just seen them somewhere recently, but where was eluding me. <Setsuko> I realized then as her delightfully naked body visualized in my mind. I'd seen her masturbating naked in my dream, but on closer inspection, she was wearing those earrings and that was all.

"Go open your daughter's door without knocking and you'll find them," I told her as I got up to leave.

I was too far away to hear the start of their encounter, but Azami's shrill voice pierced the otherwise quiet as I left the manor. "What are you... My earrings!" Then there was shouting and arguing, but it faded away as I walked back to Hazuka's house. I had to investigate this dream connection we'd shared.

"Kenji? What's wrong?" she asked concerned as she answered the door. I rarely visited her on my own without my sister, but Kouki would definitely be in the way right now.

"We need to talk," I said as seriously as I could. "May I come inside?"

She let me in and I took a seat at her table and she sat across from me. "What is wrong?" she asked again and I considered my words carefully.

"Where did you go this morning?" I asked, but before she could answer I knew she was going to lie so I added, "Did you fall in the Takahashi koi pond?"

Her face went white for just a moment, "Did one of them say that? I bet Azami thinks I stole something and sent you after it! Well I didn't!" she insisted emphatically, but then I heard a whisper, <This time.>

Then she was an open book to me. I could see all the times she'd stolen jewelry and trinkets from the Takahashi's and sold them to old Mr. Cho the shopkeeper. I knew he owned her house once, but now I knew that after her father had left with mine for the army that he'd come to demand payment from her of a sexual nature if she couldn't pay the mortgage. He'd actually raised the price unfairly to trick her with thinking he could steal her virginity, but then he had gotten the jewels and his greed overwhelmed his perverted lust.

All this knowledge hit me in just an instant, but the really strange thing is that Hazuka was taping her nails of one hand on the table in a nervous fidget and I could feel them as if they were my own **** gently on the wooden table. It distracted me and I willed her to stop and she did. I thought it coincidence until I glanced at her breast and her hand followed.

"Is this what you want?" Hazuka asked as she pulled at the cloth covering her bosom exposing the cleavage between her smooth orbs of flesh. She'd done this before for Mr. Cho and Hazuka was nervous and scared the first time. Now she knew this was just another currency in the world and that explained why she had offered herself to me yesterday. Mr. Cho had already seen her naked to pay last month's mortgage, but this month he'd demanded more. I knew she would do at least as much for me.

I'd already seen her tits, or at least a glimpse of one of them yesterday, so today I raised the stakes. "I want to see your pussy," I said boldly.

"Done," she said like it was a business negotiation and stood up, reached under her long black skirt and a tiny pink garment dropped to her ankles. My heart pounded as I realized they were her panties and are was naked under that skirt. She sat down on her table unceremoniously, hiked up her skirt to her waist, and spread her short skinny legs. For the first time, I was able to look right at a woman's most secret spot clearly and unobstructed for as long as I wanted.

It was fuzzy with curly black hair, much like my own groin, but below that was a dark cleft in her skin. I reached out to open up those mysterious lips and get a good look at her pussy, but she slapped my hand away. "Look, don't touch," she scolded me.

"But I can't really see it," I complained, then got an idea. "You could hold it open, just for a minute."

She sighed, "Fine," then laid back on the table and reached a hand down and used two fingers to spread open her lips and reveal her moist pink insides. I could see clearly now the flower petal-like lips, the tiny black hole that led to her womb, and a tiny pale nub at the top that I didn't know what it was.

"What is that little bump?" I asked.

"That's my button," she explained. "That's what my Mom called it anyway." I was hoping for more, but she seemed embarrassed enough just showing it to me, much less talking about it.

"What does it do?" I pressed with my curiosity.

"What your cock does," she said exasperated.

"Your pee comes out of there?" I said confused since it didn't have a pee hole.

"No stupid," she groaned. Then she whispered as if she thought someone else might hear, "It's for sex."

Now I was really confused, "What? How does that work?"

"Before a guy... you know, puts it inside he has to get the girl wet," she educated me. I'd never had any birds and bees speech from my dad and learned everything I knew from older boys and adults talking when they thought I couldn't hear. I knew girls got wet when they got turned on, but I was woefully ignorant of the process. The closest I'd come to seeing anything like this before was yesterday with Kouki, but I never got close enough to really see anything.

"So if I rub it you'll get horny?" I asked, once more trying to find an excuse to touch her.

"No, because you agreed to only look and not touch," Hazuka chided me, even though I'd really never agreed to that. Thinking about that I leaned in close and just blew on her exposed nub and lips. She giggled then and squirmed, but couldn't go anywhere without her touching me. "Stop it," she laughed, "That tickles."

Deviously I just looked up at her and said, "I'm not touching you." Then breathed deep and pursed my lips to make a tight ring and blew a thin funnel of air right onto her button. The childishness of the old 'I'm not touching you'</font> game steeled Hazuka from just stopping me, trying instead to resist the sensations I was inflicting upon her nether regions, but I could tell it was having the desired effect as her insides began to glisten with added moisture.

She gasped and bit her lip as my slow, but precisely targeted needle of air caused her flesh to goose-pimple up and she shivered with pleasure. Then, very quietly she gave up her act of this being just a show for my benefit. "Please touch me," she moaned at me, all shy and ****. Then as if realizing what she'd just said, she tried to play it off as if it was no big deal. "You know... since you really want to."

"No, I'm fine," I assured her coyly before taking another deep breath and blowing again, slightly harder, yet still not touching her.

She gasped and writhed again under my hot breath, but this time when I finished she outright begged, "Please... Please touch me. I'm so close." With my face so close to her, and her now so ****, I just buried my face right into her snatch and sucked on her swollen clit. "No, that's di... dirty... Ah!" She started to object, but as my tongue flickered over her trapped button she came buckets.

Her thighs closed up around my ears tight, but I kept up my ministrations all through her internal earthquake of pleasure. Her pussy on my chin became soaked with her leaking juice and I opened my mouth wide to drink in as much as I could. After a minute she stopped thrashing and reopened her legs to release my head from her vice-like grip. "Oh Kenji, thank you. That was amazing."

I stood up and started unlacing my breeches, "I'm glad. Now it's your turn to return the favor."

"What?" Hazuka went wide-eyed as she snapped back up to a sitting position. "I never..."

"You begged me for it," I reminded her as my long hard cock sprung out as my pants dropped to the ground at my feet. "Please..." I mimicked her earlier desire.

I could see her fascination at seeing my penis mixed still with a little fearful trepidation, but her pride was what finally swayed her. She was never one to be outdone by me or anyone else, so she begrudgingly muttered, "Fine," as she got on her knees in front of me.

She started off by gently touching my shaft and I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the feel of her warm soft fingers as they explored my manhood. "Squeeze it," I sighed and was not disappointed as she gripped my length with both hands, and the tightness as she closed around me felt so good I thrust forward just a bit and my head peaked out at her face as her hands pressed into my pelvic bone.

"You're leaking," Hazuka warned me. "Are you going to pee on me?" she asked worriedly.

I thought it funny that she was worried about the tiny amount of precum that I produced compared to the flood of pussy juice she made that I readily drank up. "Suck it," I ordered her. I could tell she was going to balk at that so I had to challenge her, "Scared to do what I did?"

She looked up at me with glowering eyes and opened her mouth as she extended her tongue to taste my oozing tip. She wasn't immediately repulsed, more intrigued by my salty flavor, so allowed my tip to pierce her lips and enter her mouth. The heat and wetness felt divine on my cock and I was so excited that I was completely surprised by the sound of the front door opening behind me.

"Hazuka have you seen... KENJI!" I heard Kouki say as she saw us.

I looked over my shoulder at her, trying to think up a good excuse, but wasn't fast enough to stop Hazuka's reaction. She jerked away, spitting out my cock and exclaiming, "Kouki, it's not what you think!" But after that, she sputtered, obviously without a clue how to explain how she'd gotten in that position.

"Get the fuck out of here, sis," I growled. I was feeling so good a moment ago and she was ruining everything.

"No Kenji," she stated defiantly. "You are coming home with me right now!" She reached to grab my hand, but I dodged away and my arm shot out, moving on its own accord as if I no longer controlled it. It actually grew out over a foot longer, then two, then it extending like a claw and grabbed tight around Kouki's throat, pinning her back against the wall on the other side of the room and **** the life out of her.

"Kenji! Stop it! Your killing her!" Hazuka gasped as she tried to shake my monstrous arm loose from strangling my sister.

"So?" I asked not even caring anymore.

"I'll... I'll let you have me if you let her go," Hazuka offered, ignoring her own peril, then proved her seriousness by dropping her skirt and then bending over her table to show me her naked ass offering herself fully to me. That same selflessness broke whatever spell had my mind in a fog for just an instant. This was so wrong! What was I doing?

<Anything you want,> a voice said in my head and I knew the truth. I had a demonic oni in my head and it was making me act this way. It was doing all of this, not me. <Relax and enjoy it,> the oni whispered as he walked me up and moved my hand to rub the tip of my cock up and down Hazuka's sopping wet pussy lips. The pleasure was immense and I could feel my resolve slipping away. I only had a moment of self-control left.