Arisu Sakayanagi's POV
"Fufufu... Good job, Kei-chan."
I smiled flirtatiously and knowingly, the smile of a woman who had already decided exactly how this evening would end.
"I knew you and Narcissus-kun would get along well. Now, come with me. Let me invite you to the hot spring as a reward."
I grabbed Kei Karuizawa's hand before she could protest.
My fingers wrapped around hers, firm, possessive, unyielding, and I pulled her toward the exit with steady pressure.
The memories of the past two days were still fresh and vivid in my mind. The steamy, endless sex with my other self. The way our naked bodies had tangled together for hours upon hours, sweat-slick skin sliding against skin. The way he had fucked me senseless, thick cock driving into me again and again until I couldn't remember my own name and could only moan and beg for more.
And then, on the next day, I had found Kei Karuizawa and decided to invite her for a hot spring.
A reward, I called it.
But we both knew it was something more.
Her face flushed a deep, pretty red.
She looked down at our tightly joined hands, then back up at my face, her eyes wide with something between confusion and clear anticipation.
"Arisu-chan? Are we going to that hot spring? Alone?"
I just smiled, slow and deliberate.
"There will be a surprise for you."
The hot spring was already booked. Private. Secluded. No one to interrupt. No one to hear whatever sounds we decided to make.
We dropped our dresses and exchanged them for thin white towels that covered only the essentials. Kei's hands trembled as she adjusted hers, pulling the fabric tighter around her body, trying to hide the soft curves that were already drawing my full attention. The towel clung to her damp skin, outlining the swell of her breasts and the shape of her hips.
I didn't bother hiding my appreciation.
My eyes traced slowly over her, the smooth line of her bare shoulders, the full swell of her breasts straining against the towel, the way her soft thighs pressed tightly together as if she was already feeling something warm and unwanted between them that she didn't want to admit.
"Come," I said, extending my hand again.
She took it, her fingers slightly damp and warm.
We walked through the rising steam, the hot water bubbling softly in the distance, the air thick with the heavy scent of minerals and something else, something electric, something charged with the promise of what was about to happen once those towels came off.
And then we arrived.
Kei's body stiffened hard.
Narcissus was already there. My other self. My perfect mirror. He sat at the edge of the hot spring, completely naked, water still beading on his skin. His massive erection stood proud between his legs, thick, heavily veined, the swollen head already glistening, utterly unashamed and impossible to ignore.
Kei's breath caught sharply in her throat. Her hand tightened desperately around mine.
"Arisu-chan? I think we came to the wrong place."
Her voice was high and panicked. She tried to pull her hand free, tried to step back, tried to retreat from the raw sight of a naked man with an erection that thick and hard and openly displayed.
My grip didn't loosen.
"We are in the right place, Kei-chan."
My voice was calm and cold. The voice of a woman who had already made her decision and would not be swayed.
"Narcissus is one of us. Just because he's male, it doesn't mean you can humiliate him or distrust him." I paused, letting the weight of my words settle over her. "If you insist on discriminating because of his gender, you're free to leave. And never approach us ever again."
Kei's face sank.
Her shoulders slumped. The fight drained out of her all at once, the panic replaced by something heavier and more painful.
Guilt and shame.
She sat down on the stone edge of the hot spring, her thin white towel riding up her soft thighs and exposing more pale skin. Her head bowed low.
"Sorry, Narcissus-kun." Her voice was barely a whisper. "That's not what I meant."
Her eyes dodged. Tried to look anywhere except at his thick, throbbing erection. But she couldn't help it. Her gaze kept drifting back, drawn to the heavy weight of it, the way it pulsed slightly with his heartbeat, repelled by it and obsessed with it at the same time.
Her whole body felt hot. Not from the steam. Not from the hot water. Something else. Something deeper and more shameful that pulsed between her tightly closed legs.
She squeezed her thighs together hard.
But it didn't help. The heat only grew stronger, and a faint, unwanted wetness began to gather against the towel.
"Since everyone's here," I said, my smirk widening, "let's drop our towels, Kei-chan. And enjoy our own fun."
I didn't wait for her response.
My fingers found the edge of her towel and pulled it away in one quick motion, the white fabric pooling at her feet and leaving her completely bare. Soft breasts, smooth stomach, the neat triangle between her thighs all suddenly exposed to the hot steam and to Narcissus's gaze.
She gasped, her hands flying up to cover herself, but I was already moving past her, my own towel discarded without hesitation, my pale skin fully bare to the rising steam.
My hairless pussy. My petite, firm breasts with their soft pink nipples already tight from the heat. My entire body on full display without a single scrap of fabric left.
I approached my other self.
"You can just watch if you're uncomfortable, Kei-chan." I didn't look back at her. My voice was light. Almost kind. "Don't worry. I'll give you my love when I'm done with Narcissus-kun. He's always the first. And always will be."
I wrapped my arms around his neck.
Stared into his eyes, the same eyes I saw in the mirror every day, but different. Warmer. Hungrier. Mine.
"How is it, Narcissus-kun?" I whispered, my lips brushing the shell of his ear. "Do you love my arrangement?"
Narcissus didn't answer immediately.
His eyes flicked past me to Kei, still frozen, still trying to cover her naked body with her arms, still trembling.
"She's clearly uncomfortable, Arisu."
I pouted. A childish expression. A calculated one.
"So what? She should be grateful we saved her. If not for you having two bodies, and one of them being very beautiful and cute, no less, she'd still be acting ungrateful and isolating us."
I pressed closer to him. My bare chest flattened against his hard torso. My soft thighs straddled his lap fully. His thick erection, already rock-hard and leaking clear pre-cum from the tip, pressed directly against my smooth pussy lips, the heat of it searing against my folds.
"Well," Narcissus said, his voice a low rumble, "just let her watch then. There's no point if she isn't having fun."
He pushed me further down into his lap.
His thick cock slid heavily against my already wet folds, the swollen head parting them slightly, teasing, promising, not quite entering. The friction made my hips twitch.
I moaned. "Yes, Narcissus-kun! Fuck me! Make me your slut!"
My voice rose, high and wanton, echoing off the stone walls of the private spring.
I didn't look back at Kei.
Didn't need to.
I could feel her eyes locked on me, shocked, horrified, unable to look away from the sight of her goddess about to be taken right in front of her.
"Let her watch how you fuck me, her goddess, no less!"
Narcissus's hands gripped my hips hard, fingers digging into the soft flesh.
His cock pressed firmly against my entrance.
And then he thrust upward.
I screamed.
Not from pain.
From pure, overwhelming fullness.
From the sudden, brutal sensation of being stretched wide and claimed to the root. His thick cock buried itself inside me in one deep, merciless motion, hitting depths that made my vision go white, my nails digging hard into his shoulders, my mouth falling open in a silent, broken scream as my tight walls fluttered around him.
"That's it," Narcissus growled against my ear. "Take it."
He began to move, pulling back and driving up into me again with powerful, wet thrusts that made my petite breasts bounce and the water splash around us.
I could imagine it so clearly, the look on Kei-chan's face as she watched her goddess being ravaged. Fucked wantonly. Taken by the loner from her class. Her classmate. The boy she had probably never even expected until this moment.
And now he was buried deep inside me, his thick cock stretching me open, his hands pinching hard at my waist as he thrust faster and harder, water splashing around our joined bodies with every impact.
"I'm cumming, Narcissus-kun! Cumming! Cumming!"
I didn't bother hiding my voice. Didn't bother pretending to be demure. I moaned loud enough for the whole hot spring to hear, my voice echoing off the stone walls, mixing with the splash of water and the wet, filthy slap of skin against skin as his hips slammed up into me.
"Me too, Arisu! Me too!"
He roared, a primal, animalistic sound, and thrust one final time, burying himself to the hilt as he spilled inside me. Hot. Thick. Endless. I felt every heavy pulse, every twitch of his cock, every drop of his semen flooding my womb until it overflowed and began leaking out around his shaft.
My eyes rolled white. My body convulsed hard around him. The orgasm crashed through me like a wave, leaving me breathless and trembling and utterly, completely satisfied, my tight walls milking him for every last drop.
I panted against his chest, my cheek pressed to his sweat-slick skin, my heart hammering against my ribs while his cock still twitched inside me.
Then I glanced at Kei.
She was frozen. Stupefied. Her face was bright red, her eyes wide and glassy, her mouth slightly open. She hadn't moved. Hadn't looked away. Hadn't done anything except watch every second of her goddess getting fucked and filled.
A naughty idea formed in my mind.
I reached down between my legs and scooped up a thick mixture of Narcissus's fresh semen and my own body fluids, the sticky white mess clinging to my fingers. Brought it to my lips. Swallowed it slowly, deliberately, letting Kei see every movement of my throat as I drank it down.
Then I approached her.
Her eyes widened further as I leaned in. "Arisu?"
I kissed her hard.
Her lips were soft. Hesitant. Trembling against mine. I parted them with my tongue and poured our combined essence into her mouth, the heavy taste of salt and sex and something uniquely us flooding her tongue. She gasped against my lips, her body stiffening, her hands rising instinctively to push me away.
Then she gave up.
Her resistance crumbled completely. Her hands fell limp to her sides. Her mouth opened wider, accepting what I was giving her, swallowing the mixed fluids down with a visible shudder that ran through her entire naked body.
"Hush, sweetie," I soothed, pulling back just enough to whisper against her wet, cum-slick lips. "Let me take care of it."
Behind me, I heard the familiar wet sound of Narcissus stroking himself. Slow. Deliberate. The slick slide of his hand along his thick, still-hard shaft. He was already fully erect again. Already ready for more.
Then he slammed into me from behind.
I gasped, a sharp, surprised sound that was half pleasure and half the sudden stretch of being filled again. His thick cock forced its way deep into my already-used pussy, stretching me open once more, claiming me from behind while I was still facing Kei.
"Oh my..." I moaned, my voice breathy and broken. "It seems you wanted some share too, Narcissus-kun..."
He didn't answer with words. He answered with his hips, driving into me with renewed force, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to leave red marks on the soft flesh as he buried himself to the hilt.
"Fuck me," I gasped, my eyes locked on Kei's wide, stunned ones. "Fuck me from behind while I kiss Kei-chan!"
He obliged.
His thrusts grew faster. Harder. Each powerful drive of his cock pushed me forward, my body rocking with the force of his movements, my small breasts swaying heavily. My mouth found Kei's again, not gentle this time, not tender. Hungry. Desperate. I kissed her like I was drowning and she was air, my tongue invading her mouth, tasting her, claiming her while Narcissus pounded into me from behind with wet, filthy slaps.
Then Narcissus slammed into me so hard that I was pulled away from Kei's mouth by the sheer force. I moaned above her, loud and shameless, my face flushed deep red, my lips parted and glistening, my expression utterly lewd as his cock stretched me wide with every thrust.
Kei stared up at me. Her face was bright red. Her eyes were wide and glassy. She covered her face with her arm, trying to hide from what she was seeing.
But she couldn't hide. Not from this. Not from me.
"Yes, Narcissus-kun! Fuck me! Fuck this slutty cunt of mine!"
I moaned louder. Harder. Each word punctuated by a deep, wet thrust that made my body jolt forward. Each thrust driving me closer to the edge. Kei was beneath us, trapped, unable to look away, forced to witness every moment of her goddess being taken hard by a man she had dismissed.
This was her lesson. This was her reward.
And I wasn't done yet.
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Question:
I know I've been on hiatus for fucking so long, yeah, pretty much busy, but that doesn't mean I dropped this story. I will come back eventually.
Here's the question, friends. How many of you are still here?
To prevent myself from wasting time continuing dead stories and second-guessing how many people are still reading this, I need to know for certain. Comments or stones, your choice.
Previously, I wanted to continue this, but yeah, zero comments and zero stones made me think this story was already dead by default. Only four months later, I checked this account again and suddenly found additional comments and stones, which proved that someone was still reading this story, even though the delivery was late and I had been inactive and didn't bother to check this story.
That's why I'm here and continuing this story again...
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Just find it on my profile or search for My Mother is Aleister Crowley. It's an uncensored Toaru fanfic with a massive harem.