Sakura

“Sakura, panties down please,” you order, deciding on the more submissive of the two. At your request, the pair stops their pleasuring. Sakura exposes her rear end, her pale ass and tight asshole are offset by the dark hair around her puffy vulva. Spreading it wider, you note that Sakura’s pussy is already dripping wet.

With Megumi’s pre-lubrication and Sakura’s wet cunt, you slide in easily, although Sakura does whimper quietly. She probably hasn’t felt a dick as big as yours if she’s only ever had the one partner before.

“How long have you been dating your boyfriend, Sakura?” you ask companionably, as you start to pound her.

Between Sakura’s sharp gasps and shrill moans, you can barely make out the words “Only a month.” That probably explains it. They probably haven’t had enough time together to loosen her up yet.

Glancing at Megumi, you see her lick her lips lustfully as her eyes soak up the sight of Sakura's bare ass. A closet bisexual, perhaps? When a particularly hard thrust elicits another squeal from Sakura, you become annoyed enough to give Megumi an opportunity.

“Megumi, why don’t you two make out a bit?”

Without a word, Megumi eagerly crouches in front of Sakura and takes her face in hand. Sliding her tongue into Sakura’s mouth, Megumi surprises you (and confirms your suspicions) by slipping a hand into her own panties. You can see her furiously masturbating as she kisses her friend. Sakura doesn’t seem averse to the makeout session, but she does continue to moan as you plow her (albeit much more quietly).

Coming close to climax, you grab hold of Sakura’s waist, pulling her close as you unleash your seed into her womb. Sakura moans around Megumi’s lips as she cums at the same time, her pussy squeezing around your hard cock. “Megumi, get over here,” you grunt. “Don’t let any of my cum go to waste.”

Still playing with her cunt, Megumi crawls around so that she can lick up the jizz leaking out of Sakura. When you finally pull out, Megumi is squirted in the face by a mix of cum and pussy juice, which she dutifully wipes off, licking her fingers to avoid missing a drop.

“That was pretty good,” you say, slapping Sakura idly on the ass. “With a bit of training, you’ll make a great sex ****.”

“Thank you, John-san,” she says in reply. “Not to speak badly on my boyfriend, but… did you say ‘sex ****’?”

“That’s right. Didn’t I tell you? You and Megumi are both going to be my sex slaves and call me Master from now on. Any problems with that?” you feel like you still need to ask, even though you know the answer.

“No problems here, Master,” Megumi says, grabbing your cock and sucking until you’re absolutely clean. Still searching out the last bits of your baby batter, Megumi pushes her face into Sakura’s dripping slit, lapping up the last of your cream pie. Squirming slightly at the tongue in her cunt, Sakura also nods her assent.

“Alright,” you say, pulling your pants back on. “To start, I need somewhere to stay. Where do you two live?”

“I live with my parents and my older sister in our apartment,” Megumi says, standing up and finally pulling her finger out of her clam. “You should totally stay at Sakura-chan’s place though! Her family owns a whole bathhouse!”