052. Demand to see Hazuka's pussy now.

With an evil grin, I held the ruby before her and then pointed at her crotch. "Show me you're pussy," I commanded.

Cautiously she begins to lifts her dress, but even before it was up I ducked my head underneath and attacked her pantied crotch with my mouth, kissing, licking, and biting at the thin silky material that was the only barrier between me and her most private spot.

Hazuka only half tried to stop me, howling with laughter until I wiggled her panties aside and delved my tongue into her pungent sticky gash. It was like nothing I ever tasted before and I was addicted at once. I lapped up all the juice inside her and was happy that she turned on like a river and started flooding my face with her fluids. I lost track of time feasting on her delicious flesh when she started shaking so badly that with a shout of ecstasy she literally collapsed to her knees in front of me.

She was gasping for breath and looked so pretty I couldn't resist and kissed her. I didn't care that my face was coated with her own fluids and she was too out of it to respond at all at first, but after a moment she finally started kissing me back. Then I remembered Kouki and looked to see if she was still watching, but she was gone and must have left while I was busy under Hazuka's skirt.

"Kenji, that was..." the breathless girl in my arms sighed, "amazing!" She kissed my cheek, but I was already moving to stand up. "Where are you going?"

"I'll talk to you later, Hazuka," was the only excuse I gave her as I ran out and started looking around for Kouki. She wasn't anywhere nearby and I was just about to head home when I collided with someone and knocked the small purple-haired girl right to the ground.

"Ouf!" she cried out as her butt landed hard in the dirt.

"Oh, sorry, Chizu," I offered her my hand her. "I just wasn't watching where I was..." I started to explain, but trailed off as I was distracted by her splayed legs before me as she sat before me with her maid uniform pushed up by her knees so that I could see her bright white panties glaring back at me.

"It alright Kenji-san," she tried to sound positive, then saw me staring between her legs and squeaked in embarrassment and promptly dropped her knees and pushed down her frilly skirt to conceal herself quickly.

"Sorry, Chizu," I said ashamed of myself and offered my hand again. "Here, let me help you up." She took it bashfully and I easily lifted her back to her feet. Thinking quickly I looked about and said, "Let me make it up to you." Yuki had a new cart set up next to her grandmother's and I pulled Chizu over to it, not even giving her a chance to resist.

"Hey, Kenji..." Yuki started happily as she saw me, but paused as she saw me holding the small foreign girl’s hand. "And Chizu," she said just a little off before shifting into her business pitch. "This is my new idea, a lunch and dinner stand!" she said proudly spreading her arms open to show it off. It was a wagon wheeled cart, much like her other one, but was instead just covered with a grill and I could smell it hot with a small fire inside a metal container under it so she could cook right here.

"Yuki, that's a great idea!" I cheered and dug into my pocket for one of the silver coins I still had. "Why don't you serve us up whatever you have that's hot." I held out the coin, but before I could hand it to her Chizu snatched it from my hand. "Hey!"

She was excited and said something that must have been in her own language because I didn't understand. "Kenji get this where?" she demanded. I could tell she was serious because she never simply called me by my name.

"Does it matter?" I asked unconcernedly. I had plenty more where that came from so pulled out another and gave it to Yuki.

"Yeah, Kenji, when did you get rich?" Yuki asked looking at the valuable large silver foreign coin, but just for a moment before she shrugged it off. "Two specials coming right up!" She got to work and I focused on Chizu.

"This is mine," she said flatly as she pointed at the coin.

"That's a pretty steep price for knocking you down," I said sarcastically.

"No," she said upset and thought, and then pointed at the face pressed into the coin. "Mine people."

"Oh, your clan?" I asked, but figured that had to be true. She was a captive from the war that started last year with that barbarian clan from the north.

She nodded enthusiastically and asked again, "Where get?" I knew she probably wouldn't want to hear about how I single-handedly killed the ruler of her clan, not that she would even believe me, so I did the only thing I could do; lie.

"I was paid with them by old Mister Cho for selling an old painting my dad had hidden away that I found." It wasn't a great lie, but one of my better ones I thought. Chizu seemed to buy it because she ran off towards his shop. "Hey wait! Don't you want the meal I just bought you?" I called after her, but she just ignored me. "Oh well..." I shrugged back to Yuki.

"Her loss," Yuki said sounding happier than before as she handed me a bowl of ramen. "Try this and tell me what you think."

"Sorry," I said as I turned to leave. "Maybe later."

"But, you already paid!" she shouted at me as I swiftly ran off.

"Enjoy it on me," I called back before I lost sight of her and ran back up the hill road for home. It actually took some work to stay on the ground. Kouki had already caught me earlier, so being the middle of the day I didn't want anyone else finding out.

Several minutes later I huffed back to my house only to found Kouki wasn't alone. I'd almost gone right inside, but the sound of them talking made me pause.

"But that's so disgusting!" Kouki complained in disapproval. "You pee from there."

"Hey, I wipe!" Hazuka said in defense. "And it felt so good I can't wait until next time."

"Next time?" my sister mocked. "You don't know the half of what's going on and you just want to bend over for him!"

"If his cock is as good as his tongue then you bet!" Hazuka laughed and my pants chafed my member already anxiously growing as I looked forward to getting Hazuka alone again.

"Slut!" Kouki teased her friend.

"You're just upset that he's your brother or you would have spread your own legs for him already," she shot back.

"Half-brother," my sister corrected in a way that sounded like she was looking for wiggle room. While it was true we had different mothers, since both of them died shortly after our birth we only ever knew dad and each other. I didn't even learn that her mother wasn't mine until I was about ten years old, so we never really treated each other any differently, though I'll admit that I myself had fantasized about exploiting that loophole more than once as I peeped on her when she was changing or bathing. But I had no idea until now that she might have done the same.

"Oooooo!" Hazuka howled. "You call me a slut while you're getting your panties wet over your own brother!"

<I bet I could fuck them both right now> I thought darkly and almost walked right in with that intent when a hand came down on my shoulder, surprising me. I whipped around and saw it was that wandering monk, but before I could speak he raised his finger before his veil where his lips would be then turned to leave. He must have heard them talking as well, but since he didn't give my eves dropping away I followed him to listen to what he had to tell me.

He didn't look back to see if I was following and kept walking after I was sure we were far enough away to not be heard by the girls. "What did you want to say?" I asked him loudly, but he just kept walking silently. "Hey, monk!" I yelled, but he still didn't show any sign of hearing me.

Getting frustrated I shouted, "Hey!" and that was when he spun around and finally spoke.

"You are the host to a demon, an oni, and it is slowly taking you over," he said in a dead level calm. "The final choice about the fate of your soul is upon you, Kenji Matsumoto."

"What?" I stammered. Then I laughed it off, "That's crazy talk."

"Indeed," the monk said, but didn't argue, and instead turned and kept walking away back towards the temple. I wanted to ignore his words and just head back to my home and those lovely girls and their supple young bodies...

My heart leaped up into my throat. With the crazy things going through my head of what I wanted to do to not only one of my best childhood friends, but also to my sister, maybe the monk was right. No, it's just natural urges that every guy has right? Now I wasn't so sure. There was literally no one else to ask, but I still felt like me. What was I going to do?