Do they go?

They get ice cream and Matsuda gets a lot more

We make our way to the ice cream shop and as expected, my eyes can't help but follow Yuuma's butt in her short academy skirt. The wind caught it just right a couple times and I was able to see my future prize wrapped in tight white panties. Issei took turns from staring at it as well and glaring at me for staring like the hypocrite he is. Let him get mad. Soon enough I'll find out what power he's hiding while I get more familiar with his "girlfriend".

The bell on the door jingles as we enter the shop. It's sparsely occupied by a small family and a group of teens. As Issei and Yuuma continue their walk to the counter to order, I swiftly turn to the wall by the door and pull out my marker. This establishment is about to have a new owner with his own rules.

Matsuda Shinya's Ice Cream Shop

Shop Rules

Nobody can leave the shop while Matsuda's present without him giving permission.
To obtain permission, people must fulfill whatever task Matsuda asks of them.
The task given is non-negotiable and must be fulfilled when given if they wish to leave at all.
People must answer Matsuda's questions honestly.
Matsuda having sex, performing sexual acts, and/or perverted acts is perfectly normal in the shop.
Matsuda having sex, performing sexual acts, and/or perverted acts within the shop with any woman he wishes is a flattering and great honor for any woman and is encouraged, regardless of her relationship status.
When a woman's state of dress has been altered by Matsuda, they will not feel the need to fix it until they are just about to leave the store.
Matsuda must be referred to as Matsuda-sama by all inhabitants of the shop.
Matsuda can't be harmed and/or attacked in the shop.

I cap my marker and turn around, tapping the wall. "New rules people. Learn'em and love'em." I announce smugly, not the least bit worried as everyone observes my writing. I walk over to Issei and Yuuma who have gotten a table now with their ice creams. They are sat opposite each other like it's a date, which works for me. I slide in next to Yuuma and wrap my arms around her, pull her into my lap. She jolts in surprise, but luckily for her doesn't lose her ice cream.

I don't bother to wait for them to say anything before I grab two handfuls of titty flesh through her clothes. She gasps in surprise but doesn't object as I **** her body. Her breasts feel great, almost the size of Mizuho's. I also grind her against my raging hard on that came back when I saw her. She hums and lets out little moans has she eats her ice cream, enjoying every second of me playing with her body like she should.

I turn my attention to Issei who looks incredibly envious and turned on at the sight of me playing with his 'girlfriend'. "So Issei, your girlfriend has some pretty nice tits doesn't she? I'd say a nice D-cup at least, wouldn't you?" I taunt him even as I keep groping her.

Issei's eyes can't keep still as he alternates between looking his girlfriends chest, her face and his ice cream as his face shows an envious, perverted red. "Yeah she does. And I think they might be but I'm not certain." He answers against his will, embarrassed at admitting his true thoughts.

I raise an eyebrow, smirking as I let go of Yuuma's breasts only to grab the opening of her jacket. "Well, how about we find out?" I say before ripping her jacket open and popping her shirt buttons. Making her take a brief break from her ice cream, all she has left covering her chest is a simple white bra that doesn't last long. "Here Issei, her bra." I toss it to him.

He catches it, staring at it with wide eyes. He seems to treat it delicately, almost reverently. He turns it over, observing a tag closely. "Yeah, uh...it says here she is a 87E. So bigger than we thought, right Mats-"

"*slurp* Hm? Oh, yeah I guess that's also a good way to tell their size. Course I could tell you already they taste like some E-cups." I told him as I feast on his "girlfriend's" chest now that I have her sitting sideways, licking and suckling at her nipples and dragging my tongue between her boobs. She responds even more to this, heavy panting and louder moans escaping her as I go to town on her chest.

Issei can't stop staring at us now, his envy growing as he fidgets in his seat, clenching hard to the discarded bra. I can tell how badly he wants to jerk it right now. But unlike me, he can't act freely right now. I break away from the delight before me to smirk at him.

"Sorry bro, I would invite you have some of this as well, but she's your girlfriend ya know? You have all the time in the world to get your hands on her tits. Its better I have fun with her while I can, you understand?" I explain my logic to him.

He looks at me and instead of anger or indignation, he smiles in understanding. "Nah, you don't have to explain yourself to me Matsuda-sama. Besides, it's a freaking honor to have you do this man. Its so cool you're doing this much to her. Its just...well, you know, it's so hot seeing her body. I just can't help being a bit envious not being the one touching it. But I'm good dude, you just do as you will. I can deal." He assured me, smiling as if I wasn't molesting his girlfriend right in front of him.

"Ah~, oh Issei you're so-OOOOO~ sweet. Mm~." Yuuma says, her speech interrupted as I haven't paused in my ministrations of her body.

My grin grows at Issei's words. "Glad you said that man. Then I'll go ahead and get a REAL taste of your girl." After Yuuma takes another bite of her ice cream, I pull her head down to capture her lips. I taste the fruity flavor of her treat in the brief coolness of her mouth before it heats back up, our tongues entwining together as we make out. My hands don't stops as I have one arm wrapped around her to play with her breast while my other hand dips between her thighs to prod her moist slit. She's moaning into my mouth as I play her body like a musician plays an instrument, her pussy trying to pull my fingers off as I thrust them in an out.

Our lip lock breaks as we catch our breaths. "Damn Yuuma-chan, I don't know which of your mouths I like better. You're a great kisser, but your hot snatch is so eagerly pulling me in like it can't get enough." I compliment her shamelessly.

The raven haired girl is heavily breathing, the immense sexual **** leaving her red faced and out of breath. "Ah, thank you Matsuda-sama for saying such sweet things. I'm, mmm, glad you are enjoying my body~."

"Oh, I'm more than just enjoying your body Yuuma. In fact, I think I want to see which of your mouths feel better wrapped around my dick. You don't mind right?" I 'ask' her, sliding her off my lap as I get up and take out my schlong. She smiles prettily up at me, completely oblivious to how absurd this is.

"Not at all Mats-ULK!" I don't wait for her to finish answering before shoving my dick into her mouth. She chokes for a second before adjusting, dutifully blowing me with practiced ease. She bobs her head, swirling her tongue around the head ever other time she pulls back. She leaves what's left of her ice cream unattended as one hand steadies her against my hips while the other cups my ballsack, fondling them.

I groan in pleasure at her very much not virgin skill. "Fuuuuuck Issei, how long have you been playing with your girlfriend in secret before introducing her to me and Motohama? Its one thing that she's a good kisser, but she sucks dick like a professional." I ask him, irritated at the fact he got action before I did.

But his answer shocks me. "Uh, we actually haven't done that yet."

I look at him confused as Yuuma keeps blowing me. "What do you mean you haven't done that yet? You mean gotten a blowjob from her?"

Issei looks uncomfortable, almost ashamed. "Er, we actually haven't done any playing...at all." He admits.

What the fuck?

"Issei, I'm going to ask you something, and I remind you about the rule to be honest with me when I ask a question. What is the erotic and/or sexual thing you have done with Yuuma since the start of your relationship?" I ask him, almost completely focused on his answer if not for the lips wrapped around my dick.

His face scrunches in consternation as he looks down in thought. "Well...it hasn't been that long since she asked me out...I guess the closest thing we've done is hold hands? Er, would a hug be more than that?"

And suddenly his lack of sexual actions with his "girlfriend" ride backseat to a new revelation.

"She asked YOU- you asked him out?!" I shout, switching targets to Yuuma. She blinks, before nodding with my dick still occupying her mouth...and throat. If I wasn't so stunned, I would have found that incredibly hot...I mean, I still did, but I had other priorities. "But why-!"

"Excuse me." A voice interrupts us.