Looking for his new friend again

The male of the Asahina family breached the surface of the water in the community center pool, climbing out grabbing a towel before heading for the showers. Of course, he had a pool at home, but he knew that Aoi would be even more eager to challenge him than usual at a time like this, so he was going a bit further afield.

To his annoyance he noticed a certain... tightness in his tight blue speedo as he walked, even with the cold air blowing over his dripping body. For the last few days he'd been making a conscious effort to avoid talking to girls at his school, which was as unnatural a behavior for him as a fish trying to fly. After all, the last thing he wanted was to make it seem like any vicious(ly true) rumors she'd started about him had any facts to them!

Of course, that meant that he was feeling more and more pent up by the hour. Today he'd been trying to deal with it by doubling his already considerable training regimen for swimming and track - but although his muscles burned with exhaustion, his lower body was still aching with lust.

Only briefly did Yuta spare a thought towards the exotic, vivacious woman he'd emptied his balls into after she'd propositioned him. Piranha had been wonderful and it was tempting to reminisce and have a little private enjoyment session in the shower while thinking of her tight pussy sliding up and down on him... but she was a prostitute, after all, and Yuta figured it had been all business. Besides, she had seemed awfully upset when he came in her so it was probably better not to even think about going down to her particular street for a second helping.

On the contrary - Yuta kept finding his thoughts drifting back to the friendly blue-dressed girl with the headphones who had led him there in the first place. She seemed like such a free spirit, and she was closer to his age and probably a better match for him than Piranha, anyway. Besides, while it didn't exactly bother him at the time knowing that a lady like Piranha made a practice of going to bed with anybody who could flash enough cash at her, it seemed to Yuta that it wasn't a good formula for any more than what he'd gotten from her. Sex was great after all - maybe the greatest thing - but it would sure be nice to be able to spend the whole night with a girl you liked, cuddling and relaxing, instead of having to worry about some timer or alarm going off to say your time was up.

Yeah, as awkward is it was, Yuta decided as he showered off that he was going to go down there again and look around for Mew again, maybe ask (not Piranha!) and see if anyone else there knew her. She was a really sweet girl, he knew from just their short time together. Yuta promised himself that he'd be on his absolute best behavior when he did get to see her again and not try to pressure her or move too fast. She was the kind who would really appreciate him being a proper gentleman and taking her on a nice date that didn't even have to end with anything more than a hug and a kiss on the cheek, he was sure! His straining erection could wait for a few more days, it really would be better this way.

Mew giggled as she supported her weight with her hands clinging to the top of the men's bathroom stall. "Oh yeah! Keep sucking down there, your tongue feels so good! Yes, yes, go deeper! You really are the ultimate- uhhh, ummm..." Oh shit. In among all the pleasure she was receiving she had forgotten what gimmick this guy had been bragging about.

The blushing blue-haired girl was barely undressed - her dress was still on, just liked up a little so that her latest lover could get under the furry fringes. Since she was a little short and petite and the guy was very tall, she had partially climbed up the side of the stall and was hanging off of it with her hands, thrusting her backside out so he could get to her. Her leggings were pulled down and bunched up around her knees, and the guy was helping to support her by holding her thighs in his hands as he exploded her with his tongue. Although most of his focus went to Mew's hairless feminine petals, he wasn't shy about running his tongue up and down the cheeks of her backside either and once or twice even ran the tip over her clenched rear hole.

"Sorry, dude," Mew said with a giggle. "I forgot your name. I mean, I guess you don't have to tell me if you don't want, but you seemed kind of proud when you were introducing yourself earlier. Oh, and I got a look at the equipment you're carrying and, well, you know how back alleys have those signs that say 'No trucks or vehicles over 500 kilos', because the pavement can't handle them? Well... yeah." Of course Mew was fibbing a little - the guy was very tall, but not disproportionately well-endowed from what she could see, just about what you'd expect. But she still wanted to tear up the streets with Jazz and Cube later on once all the girls had earned enough for the night, and didn't want any lingering soreness distracting her.

Looking back over her shoulder Mew saw the tanned man cradling her pale, petite bottom in his hands, rubbing his palms over each hemisphere and focusing on them intently as if her butt had some strange secret to reveal to him. The feature that had attracted her into approaching him was his absolutely wild hairstyle, an enormous mass of brown dreadlocks that made his head look like an exploding firework. He smelled like he hadn't bathed in days, if not weeks - which explained why he needed to pay for a woman despite being tall and handsome.

"Oh, I might've not mentioned it... I don't mind though. I'm Yasuhiro, but some call me the Ultimate Clairvoyant. Your butt is so round and clear, I think it's calling out to me as a medium... allowing me to see the future."

"Ooooh!" Mew said excitedly, waggling her backside back and forth in his face. "So I have a magical butt? Who knew?"

"No, noo!" Yasuhiro said, sounding disappointed. "It's FORTUNE-TELLING, not 'magic'! Everyone knows that magic isn't real. It's just, like, a special technique that a practiced eye can pick up on. All of the great leaders of history were in touch with it, or knew someone who was..."

Mew giggled sweetly again. "Oh, wow! That's really interesting!" she said, with far less sarcasm than Yasuhiro usually got when he heard that line. "So tell me, what is your talent telling you about the immediate future?"

"I see... a great danger for you and all of your friends. A dark, devouring ****, like a shark that shows an innocent, seemingly harmless fin as it approaches only to burst forth and destroy... a creature that does not know its own power, with a simple mind driven only by hunger, a hunger that can only be fed with beautiful girls..."

"Wow!" Mew said, eyebrows raising. "That's some heavy stuff, man! Y'know, there is this one police inspector who really has it out for me and my friends and is always going psycho over the smallest victimless crimes. I think there might really be something to that talent!" Arms starting to burn with effort, she let go of the stall and dropped awkwardly back down to her feet, turning around with her leggings still pulled down and teasing one of her blue-painted fingernails over the surface of her little slit, getting herself as wet as she could and cupping the other hand over her modest breast.

"That wasn't exactly what I meant though. I was kind of trying to make a joke, like, 'what position am I going to fuck you in'?" the punk girl said with a wink.

"Oh!" Yasuhiro suddenly was yanked out of his reverie and reminded that he'd stripped down to his briefs as well, a large bulge growing in them. "I think... aww, remind me what your prices are again? I don't have a lot of cash on me at the moment, I've had some unexpected expenses so I only have, uhh, maybe a few thousand yen, I don't know if I can afford the full course..." he suddenly looked incredibly sullen.

"Awwww," Mew said with a pout, then cocked her head to the side and stuck her tongue out cutely. "Well since you showed me your ultimate talent and warned me of danger, I'll call that partial payment in kind, and say you can go for whatever! Except for the back-alley-warning-sign like I was just saying." Reaching into a small pocket in her dress she withdrew a condom wrapper and held it in her mouth as she knelt down and pulled off the Ultimate Clairvoyant's briefs. The penis springing out almost smacked her in the face, it was so eager.

Silently, Mew noted that normally she would warm things up with her mouth, but in this case the guy was plenty ready for her and besides, although she was more tolerant of unpleasant smells than some, she didn't trust herself not to gag if she was getting particularly close to that thing and would feel much better about getting intimate with it once it was nice and wrapped up.

"Oh, wow..." Yasuhiro muttered. "I, uh, foresaw that I was going to be meeting a beautiful girl tonight and brought a few myself, but I won't complain..."

"Hee hee~" Mew looked up at him as she jerked him with one hand and began unrolling the rubber down his shaft with the other. "I always bring my own and only ever put them on myself. I don't want to gross you out or anything but I've had a couple of tense moments peeing on a stick in places like this," she indicated the graffiti-bedecked stall around them, "after some dude whose name I didn't even know didn't check what he was doing. I may believe in skating without a helmet or safety gear, but that's it!" She giggled again at her own joke.

"Ummm, so," Mew said, cocking her head to the side again, "the floor in here isn't that clean, y'know?" Yasuhiro looked down as if noticing this fact for the first time, having not hesitated to toss his shirt and pants down there on top of some very ominous stains. "Oh, uh, I guess not."

"So, I'm sorry, but do you mind if we do it standing up?" Mew said. "I mean, since I'm already giving you a discount, I don't wanna pay for another trip to the laundromat. Here, I'll turn around again and bend over, and get up on my tiptoes..." the slender young woman turned around and placed her hands up against the filthy stall wall, spreading her legs apart as wide as she could without unduly stretching the leggings pulled down around her knees. "I mean, you'll be fucking me, so not getting to see me naked isn't that big of a deal, right? It's not like I've got THAT much to show under my dress, after all... Tiny boobies! And I was never as into piercings as some of my friends. Needles really make me cringe!"

"I can still cop a feel on your tits, right?" Yasuhiro said with a dopey smile as he stepped up behind Mew. Due to the height difference, his cock was resting on on her lower back, and he had to bend at the knees in order to get it to slide down the crack of her smooth little ass.

"Ewwww! 'Cop?' Why do you have to use disgusting language like that?" Mew made a face at him over her shoulder and stuck out her tongue. "We're already in a smelly public bathroom stall, do you want to make me barf? And actually, I am planning to meet some friends of mine soon so I would appreciate if you hurried it along, man. Hurry up and put it in."

Yasuhiro didn't need much more encouragement than that. He crouched and wrapped his hands around the sides of Mew's chest to steady her, feeling the skinny girl's ribs with his fingers. "Alright! Here comes my divining rod..."

"Are you closing your eyes? C'mon, make sure you aim properly at least!" Mew said in a teasing voice.

"The ultimate clairvoyant doesn't need to see! I can sense when a tight, wet pussy is right in front of me. Right..." he pushed forward against a cleft of tight flesh...

"Nope!!!" Mew yelped loudly. "A little lower!"

"Uhhh..." Yasuhiro said, blushing, as he bent down an inch deeper. "The... the dark sinister **** I was talking about must have been clouding my oracular sight... Ok, now that feels right..!" He grunted excitedly as he pushed forward. Mew shook her head and sighed with amusement as she felt the hard, slippery latex-clad length sliding into her.

"Go easy with that long thing," Mew said, her breathing starting to quicken, as inches number five and six vanished past her stretched pink lower lips. "It doesn't feel good for us girls when you bottom out, you know? Just a little more... little more... Ah! There, perfect!"

Mew bent down, putting her head upside down so she could watch the proceedings. Even bent over, Yasuhiro's height meant that he was thrusting down into her, so she couldn't actually see any of his cock, only feel it. As the guy began slowly pumping in and out of her vagina from behind, Mew felt herself getting another fit of the giggles when she saw this his gently swinging balls had a similar case of 'bad hair day' as his head, with unnaturally long fibers going every which way like one of those crackling electricity orb thingies that were sold in gift shops. In spite of her worries though Yasuhiro turned out to be just the right size to fill her up pleasantly.

Once he could tell that he was thrusting with the right amount of **** and wasn't hurting her, Yasuhiro, grunting with pleasure already, slid his hands up a few inches so he could cup Mew's petite breasts and give them a squeeze while he built up his tempo. The height difference meant that the hot, throbbing length was waggling up and down inside of her as he moved, increasing her pleasure. She changed to balancing herself on the wall with one hand so that she could reach back and rest one of her hands on the side of her butt, pulling herself wide open so Yasuhiro could watch himself penetrating her as clearly as possible.

"Ooh, your dick feels really nice!" Mew said in her usual bubbly voice. "Um, I'm sorry, I mean your 'divining rod'. I hope it's not too tight for you, is it?"

"No, nooo, it's amazing!" Yasuhiro groaned. "Even through the condom I feel like I can feel every little fold stroking me every time I pull back! You're just so fucking cute, I can't stand it...!"

"Thanks, I get that a lot." Mew said, humming in pleasure herself as his fingers tweaked her nipples through the fabric of her blue dress. Looking down she could see his big, awkward bare feet pressed up against the sides of her sneakers. He was so enchanted with her body that it seemed like he even wanted to feel her up with his toes while his hands groped her breasts.

Slowly Mew started to feel an itchy, pleasurable heat building up in her hips, advancing towards a splashing climax... but, alas, just as she was starting to hope she would be getting a 'bonus' from this little job, her upside-down vision noticed Yasuhiro's balls tightening and throbbing, and he let out a long, rasping groan, his grip on her boobs tightening to much it became uncomfortable. As she squeezed him with her internal muscles Mew could feel that the length of meat lodged in her pussy was swelling suddenly, too.

Well, darn. Mew was a little disappointed, it was worse when she got within sight of cumming only to have the guy lose control of himself before she could quite make it there. Still, at least it had been quick. "Ooh, you made me cum too. See how wet I am?." she lied as the man slowly backed out of her.

"I... oh yeah... that was... great." he said, slumping back onto the toilet seat, not even bothering to remove the bulging condom as it slowly started to leak onto him around the sides. "I... I knew that tonight would be a good night... the crystal..."

Mew quickly pulled her panties and leggings back up - in less than 5 seconds her appearance was indistinguishable from when she'd walked into the stall with him. "Yup, fun times! Well, you said you only had enough for one go so I'm gonna skate." Leaning forward over him she gave Yasuhiro a kiss on the cheek, leaving a smooch mark with her blue lip gloss, before waving to him with her fingers. "You look pretty worn out so I'm just gonna take whatever's here in your wallet, okay? Like you said, it looks like less than the usual amount. Make sure you bring more next time!" Without waiting for a response, the cheerful girl dabbed some of the sweat off of the back of her neck and her face with a sleeve and headed out the door. A couple of men gave her judgemental glances as they saw her heading out of the men's bathroom but Mew paid them no mind. That was what freedom was all about.

"Yeah," Yuta said to himself as he rode the train over to the part of town where he'd seen his cute little crush last, "I bet she would really enjoy the zoo, nice fresh air and lots of cute baby animals!" That last word made him flash back to the dire message he'd gotten a few weeks ago on his phone, of the stern, bespectacled face of his chemistry teacher glaring at him with her dress shirt unbuttoned at the bottom to reveal the growing bump in her lower abdomen and tersely informing him he was going to be taking financial responsibility. Yuta just shook his head and laughed nervously to himself. Aoi was really making too big a deal out of it, that had been million-to-one bad luck.

Even so, as he stepped off and headed to where all those colorful graffiti tags announced the presence of Mew and her friends, Yuta resolved that he was going to be sensible now and not let his wandering eyes lead him into any more trouble like it had with that tall, exotic woman before. He was coming here to look for Mew, and nothing else - he wouldn't let himself get into another misadventure no matter how horny he felt! Not even if a big pair of tits literally smacked him in the face!

Belatedly, Yuta noticed that the sound of traffic was joined by wheels scraping over the sidewalk, coming towards him from behind and rapidly getting louder. Curiously, he turned around and tried to step to the side... exactly the wrong direction, as it turned out...