Rooftop Relaxation with Lala and Haruna

It was several days later during and the middle of our third period class.

I'd gotten bored with it and had just gotten up and left, pulling two compliant honeys along.

I was currently chilling against the short wall that ran along the roof's edge, Haruna and Lala to either side.

Absolute freedom was pretty great. The rules and expectations of society no longer constrained me. I could do what I wanted when I wanted. In fact, I was now the arbiter of such things for others. It was everyone else who had to jump through hoops to meet my decrees. Kami, it was a good thing I was mostly just a lazy bastard who wanted to have sex all the time. Seriously! What if some sociopath like Light from Deathnote had gotten these earrings! I shuddered at that frightening thought.

With my hands lying between their legs, the warmth of their mounds in my palms I couldn’t help but feel like the king of the world. It never got old. This feeling to be able to do whatever I wanted, to just touch a girl’s most private parts without the slightest censure. It was great.

I couldn’t resist teasing the wrinkled fold that enclosed each clit and I absolutely loved how Haruna squirmed and Lala made this sound of uninhibited delight. I played with their most sensitive little nubbins, varying the strength of my touch.

Slipping my fingers down I inserted one into each slit and enjoyed the smooth walls of their pussies pressing around the digit. Haruna was much wetter than Lala but both had vaginas hastily lubricating in preparation for the big dick between my legs their bodies assumed was coming.

“Wh-what ah! oh-about her h-husband? Ah” asked Haruna, having trouble getting her words out around my digit stroking and curling inside her.

I grinned, “I cut a hole in a pillow and he and it spent an intimate date in the closet, if you know what I mean.” I was telling the girls about that night I'd spent inviting myself into homes and having random sexual hijinx with the people I encountered. How cool was it that I could just talk about raunchy sex with them and they treat it like a perfectly normal topic of conversation? Well, with Lala it probably would have been normal even without the earrings. She was a weirdo. A hot sexy weirdo who I absolutely loved fucking each and every day to get her good and used to a proper deep dicking for when Rito finally worked up the nerve to disappoint her. But still a weirdo.

Lala had a huge grin on her face as she opened her legs wide to encourage my hand, "Oh! I don't know what you mean at all, Toin!"

Haruna squeaked her cheeks going red and I got the feeling she got it and I insisted she tell Lala even as I patted and played with her sticky outer folds.

The pretty dark haired girl looked mortified to be even admitting she knew as she stammered, “T-To--H-he means her husband inserted himself-uh his penis into the hole in the pillow and um had sex with it.”

I was watching Lala's face closely and she didn't disappoint, her eyes going instantly wide and a look of utter wonder taking over her beautiful face, “Oh! Wow! What a strange Earth custom!”

I get an absurd idea and instead of making that actually normal for humans I did the opposite, “Oh really? But it's normal for all deviluke to really enjoy thrusting dicks into things, inanimate objects and sex toys designed for that purpose. It is practically a national pastime for you guys, right?”

It took a bit for the alien princess to respond but that was probably because I was scissoring two fingers inside her wet slit but finally she exclaimed, "Oh yea! That's the most fun!" She got a questioning look on her face as she brought one finger up to her chin, "But why in a closet? What a lonely place to poke! Oooh!" She let out a short moan and her manner changed a bit as she looked at me with sort of flirty eyes, "Are you enjoying poking my lonely place, Toin? Maybe big Dong-sama is lonely too?"

Heh. Lala took to daily fuckings from me like a fish to water. I was pretty dedicated to lazing around at the moment so all I did was slap my thigh, indicating she should hop on. I might be tired but dong-sama was up and ready to go thanks to the girls' tight squeezing little pussies.

Speaking of.... Lala's hot velvety cunt felt divine slipping down around me.

Lala was a talker. I let her chipper voice go on, nodding at the appropriate places and paying attention when interesting topics came up like anything about her world and outer space but otherwise just enjoying life as she gently rode me, taking sips from my soda now that I had free hands.

I spit out my soda as my brain picked up on what Lala had just said in response to Haruna asking about how Rito proposed to her, “What?! What was that?” I asked incredulously.

She sat heavily on me, causing me to groan as my cockhead wedge up inside her all nice and tight, “Oh! Why he grabbed my breasts, looked into my eyes, and declared his love right when we first met in the bathtub! The normal Deviluke engagement ceremony, of course! Oh. But you wouldn’t know that! Your planet’s so secluded from galactic civilization!”

My brows drew together. That couldn’t be serious. That sounded like something I’d have come up with using my earrings! Had I used my earrings and said something like that?­

Haruna was similarly confused though for a different reason, “But how did Rito know the proper way to ask for marriage?”

No, I didn’t know anything about aliens being real back then and I definitely hadn’t said anything like that since. I was keeping track of my statements with a little notebook and that wasn’t in it.

Lala breezily replied, “Oh I don’t know! Perhaps he was inspired by the depth of our love connection! Like star-crossed lovers!”

The fact that she was saying this so earnestly while I was buried to the hilt inside of her just made my day.