Chapter 1: Introduction
Yuki Yamazaki sat in the dimly lit suite of the Gama Private Hospital, the sterile whiteness of the walls softened by the velvet curtains that framed the windows. The room was quiet—too quiet, except for the faint hum of the air conditioning and the distant sounds of the hospital's corridors, muffled through the thick walls. She didn’t mind the silence. In fact, she thrived in it. The quiet was an old friend, a comfort that allowed her to think clearly, to block out the world.
Her legs were crossed beneath her, the black silk of her dress brushing the smooth surface of the leather chair as she rested her elbows on the armrests. The cool, white light of the lamp beside her cast sharp shadows over her face, making her sharp features more striking, more calculated. Her fingers lightly drummed against the armrest in a rhythm only she could understand, a quiet, subconscious marking of time.
She was bored. Far from engaging in high-stakes legal battles, she had been reduced to little more than a babysitter, waiting around for Eric Soders to receive a heart transplant in another area of the hospital. There was no denying that he could be extremely useful for Providence but none of that interested or benefited Yuki personally.
Yuki felt her eyes drifting over her bodyguards, five of them, all men, all well built, all dressed identically. All but one of them Japanese, like her. The standout was the newest member of her retinue, an American named Otis Kaplan. He had entered her service less than a month prior after his previous client died in an unfortunate accident in Thailand.
Otis was half a head taller than the largest of his fellows
, his broad shoulders and muscular frame a stark contrast to the leaner, more agile Japanese guards. His black hair was cropped short, his blue eyes sharp and alert, and his beard and mustache were neatly trimmed, giving him a rugged yet refined appearance.
Yuki's eyes lingered on him, taking in the way his uniform fit his body, the way his hands rested casually on his belt. She could see the subtle tension in his shoulders, the way his jaw clenched slightly as he stood at attention. He was a man used to control, to discipline. She found that intriguing.
She cleared her throat then said, "Otis, a moment please. The rest of you wait outside until further notice."
Her voice was firm, commanding, and she didn't bother to look at the other guards as she spoke. She knew they would obey without question. They were trained to do so.
Otis hesitated for a moment, his eyes flicking to the other guards before they returned to Yuki. He took a step forward, his hands still resting on his belt. "Ma'am."
Yuki looked him up and down
, her eyes lingering on the bulge in his pants. She could see the outline of his cock, thick and long, straining against the fabric. She smiled, a slow, sensual curve of her lips that promised more than just conversation.
"Sit," she said, gesturing to the chair opposite her. Otis hesitated again, his eyes flicking to the door as if he were considering his options. But Yuki simply raised an eyebrow, and he complied, taking the seat with a stiff, military-like precision.
“Tell me, Otis. Are you seeing anyone” she said, her voice low and husky.
He shook his head, his expression carefully blank. “Not at the moment, ma’am.”
She smiled and edged a little closer to him. “But you do like women, I take it?”
Yuki asked, her voice barely above a whisper. S
He swallowed hard, his eyes flicking to the door again.
“Yes, ma’am,” he replied, his voice slightly hoarse.
Yuki's smile widened. "Then I have a proposition for you, Otis.
One that might make your stay here a little more... enjoyable." Yuki's voice was a low purr, her eyes locked onto his. She could see the flicker of surprise in his eyes, the way his jaw tightened. She leaned in closer, her hand resting on his knee, her fingers tracing the seam of his pants. "I need someone to keep me company, to... entertain me. And I think you'd be just the man for the job."
Otis's breath hitched, his eyes darting to her hand on his knee. "Ma'am, I'm here to protect you, nothing more."
His voice was firm but Yuki could see the way his pupils dilated, could hear the slight hitch in his breath. He was interested, it was a matter of winning him over.
“As of this very moment, there are five well-trained men outside the only door to this room doing precisely that,” Yuki replied tartly. “The hospital security staff are comparably competent and I have their senior officer on speed dial. I'm as safe as can be, Otis. I’ve also been sitting on my ass for the better part of a week, bored out of my mind, and quite aroused by the thought of taking my first American to bed. So, what do you say? Will you help me pass the time?"
Otis's eyes met hers, a storm of desire and hesitation swirling in their blue depths. Yuki could see the battle raging within him, the struggle between duty and desire. She leaned in closer, her breath hot on his ear as she whispered, "I won't tell if you won't."
Yuki rose to her feet and stepped in front of Otis, his eyes following her every move. “Perhaps these will assist your decision.”
So saying, she quickly untied the knot of her shirt and cast it to the floor. Yuki smirked at Otis’ gasp. She’d foregone a bra and her nipples were already hard and aching for attention.
"You have a choice, Otis," Yuki said silkily. "Walk away with nothing but memories or stay and let me, as you Americans sometimes put it, rock your world. Either way, I want your answer now.”
Yuki's voice was firm, her eyes locked onto Otis's. She could see the way his gaze flicked from her breasts to her face, the way his tongue darted out to wet his lips. She knew she had him.
Otis's breath hitched, his eyes darting to the door again. "Ma'am, I... I can't just... we can't just... fuck, this is... this is crazy." His voice was a low growl, his hands clenching and unclenching on his knees.
Yuki scowled, her patience wearing thin. "Then get out," she said. "Get out and send Akio in. I'll fuck him instead," Yuki snapped, her voice cold and dismissive. She turned her back on Otis and retrieved her shirt from the floor. Pushing Otis like this was a gamble but she hadn't gotten where she was by playing things safe.
She heard Otis shift his weight behind her, then he spoke. "Fuck it. I'm not walking away from this. If you'll have me, I'll have you, Miss Yamazaki."
A great many years in courtroom had taught Yuki to maintain her equanimity but inside she was crowing. She spun around to face Otis then sank to her knees, a wicked smile on her lips.
“Good. Then get your cock out and let me suck it. I presume Americans are open to that sort of thing?”
Otis didn't waste any time. He unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pushed them down along with his boxers, freeing his cock. It was thick and long, just as Yuki had imagined, the head already glistening with precome. She licked her lips, her eyes locked onto his cock as she reached out and wrapped her hand around it. She could feel the pulse of his heartbeat, the heat of his skin against her palm.
"Oh, we're very open to that sort of thing," Otis said, his voice a low growl as Yuki stroked his cock.
She could feel it throbbing in her hand, the veins pulsing beneath her fingers. She leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lick the head, tasting the salty sweetness of his precome. Otis groaned, his hands fisting in her hair as she took him into her mouth, inch by inch.
Yuki could feel his cock hitting the back of her throat, could feel the way his hips jerked as she took him deeper. She hummed around him, the vibrations making him groan again. She loved the way he tasted, the way he felt in her mouth. She could feel his cock throbbing, could feel the way his hips moved, fucking her mouth with a slow, steady rhythm.
She relaxed her throat, taking him deeper, feeling him hit the back of her throat. He groaned, his hands tightening in her hair as he began to move faster, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth.
Yuki could feel the heat of his body, the way his muscles tensed beneath her touch. She could hear the wet sounds of her mouth working on his cock, could smell the musky scent of his arousal. She loved it, loved the taste of him, the feel of him in her mouth. She could feel her own body responding, her nipples hard and aching, her pussy wet and throbbing.
She glanced up at Otis, a playful smile on her face. "Enjoying
yourself?" she asked, her voice muffled around his cock. He nodded, his eyes locked onto hers, his breath coming in ragged gasps. She could see the way his muscles tensed, the way his jaw clenched as he fought to maintain control. She loved it, loved the way he looked at her, the way he reacted to her touch.
She pulled back slightly, her lips wrapping around the head of his cock as she stroked him with her hand. She could feel him throbbing in her hand, could see the way his hips jerked as she moved her hand up and down his shaft.
Yuki broke contact with Otis' cock for a moment, just long enough to say, "Play with my breasts," then resumed her work.
Otis didn't need to be told twice. His hands reached up to cup her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples. She moaned around his cock, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body. She could feel her nipples hardening under his touch, could feel the heat of his hands on her skin.
She pulled back again, her lips wrapping around the head of his cock as she stroked him with her hand. "Cum in my mouth," she commanded, her voice muffled around his cock. Otis groaned, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth.
Yuki could feel him getting closer, could feel the way his body tensed, the way his cock throbbed in her mouth. She could taste the salty sweetness of his precome, could feel the way his hips moved, fucking her mouth with a steady, rhythmic pace.
"Fuck, Yuki," he groaned, his hands fisting in her hair. "You feel so fucking good."
Yuki hummed around his cock, her fingers digging into his thighs as she took him deeper, feeling him hit the back of her throat. She could feel her own body responding, her pussy throbbing with need, her nipples hard and aching for attention.
Otis groaned, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Yuki could feel him getting closer, could feel the way his body tensed, the way his cock throbbed in her mouth.
"I'm gonna cum," he moaned, his voice ragged with desire. Yuki hummed in response and increased the pace of her sucking. She ran her free hand up his thigh and began to caress his balls, feeling them tighten and draw up as he neared his climax. His breath hitched, and she could feel his cock pulsing in her mouth.
She hummed around him, her fingers tightening on his thighs as she felt him swell even more. "Fuck, Yuki," he groaned, his hips jerking forward. "I'm gonna cum."
"Fuck, Yuki," he moaned, his voice ragged with desire.
Yuki smiled around his cock as she went in for the kill, her lips and tongue working in tandem to drive him over the edge.
His hips bucked wildly, his cock throbbing in her mouth as he released with a guttural groan. Warm ropes of come filled her mouth, the salty sweetness coating her tongue and throat. She swallowed every last drop, her eyes locked onto his as she pulled back, licking her lips clean.
Otis's breath came in ragged gasps, his chest heaving as he tried to regain his composure. Yuki rose to her feet, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
"Care to return the favor," she asked, her voice low and sultry. Otis nodded, his eyes locked onto her body, taking in every curve, every inch of smooth, tanned skin. Yuki could see the hunger in his eyes, the raw, primal desire that she knew was reflected in her own gaze.
She turned around, presenting her back to him. She could feel his eyes on her ass, could imagine the way he was taking in the sight of her, the way he was probably licking his lips in anticipation. She smirked to herself, knowing that she had him right where she wanted him.
"Unzip me," she commanded, her voice firm.
Otis didn't hesitate. His hands reached up to the zipper at the back of her skirt, pulling it down slowly, inch by inch. Yuki could feel the cool air on her skin as the dress fell open, revealing her ass, her thighs, and cunt. She stepped out of the dress, kicking it aside, leaving her in nothing but her heels.
Otis's breath hitched as he took in the sight of her, his eyes roaming over her body, taking in every curve, every inch of smooth, tanned skin. She laid down on the bed and spread herself out
for him, her legs falling open, revealing her shaved cunt, glistening with her arousal. She could see the way his eyes darkened, the way his jaw clenched as he took in the sight of her.
"Fuck, Yuki," he growled, his voice low and rough. "You're fucking gorgeous."
She smirked at him, her eyes locked onto his. "I know," she replied, her voice sultry. "Now come here and eat me out." He stepped forward, his hands reaching out to grab her thighs, pulling her to the edge of the bed.
He knelt down between her legs, his eyes locked onto her cunt, his breath hot on her skin. Yuki could feel the heat of his gaze, could see the way his tongue darted out to lick his lips in anticipation.
"Fuck, Otis," she moaned, her hands reaching down to grab his head. "I need you to eat me out. I need your tongue on my clit." He leaned forward, his tongue darting out to lick her clit, a slow, deliberate stroke that made Yuki gasp. He licked her again, this time circling her clit with his tongue, teasing her with soft, gentle flicks.
Yuki moaned, her hips bucking against his mouth, seeking more pressure, more friction. Otis chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that vibrated against her pussy, sending shivers of pleasure through her body.
"Fuck, Otis," she gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair. "Stop teasing me and eat my fucking pussy." He buried his face between her legs, his tongue diving into her folds, licking and sucking at her wetness. Yuki could feel his beard tickling her skin, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body. She moaned loudly, her hips grinding against his face as he feasted on her.
Otis's tongue was relentless, fucking her pussy with deep, steady strokes, his beard rubbing against her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as the waves of pleasure grew stronger.
"Fuck, Otis," she panted, her fingers tightening in his hair. "I'm gonna cum. Don't stop, don't you fucking dare stop."
He growled against her pussy, the vibrations sending her over the edge. She came with a cry, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her.
She could feel her pussy clenching and unclenching around Otis's tongue, could feel the way her body shook and trembled as she rode out her orgasm. A tideway of liquid burst from within her but Otis didn't stop, his tongue continuing to lap at her pussy, drawing out her pleasure until she was a panting, trembling mess.
Yuki lay there for thirty seconds, a minute, panting hard, her body quivering with aftershocks. Her breasts heaved as she tried to regain her breath. Otis finally withdrew his tongue but remained between her legs, his face glistening with her juices.
“Sorry about that,” Yuki said, blushing slightly. “I forgot to mention I’m a squirter.”
Otis grinned, a wicked, predatory smile that sent a shiver down Yuki's spine.
“Don’t apologize, baby. That was fucking hot. I love a woman who can let go like that.”
Yuki's breath hitched at the endearment, at the raw, primal hunger in his eyes. She reached down and grabbed his head, pulling him up to her. “Then get on your back because I’m going to ride you, Otis. Ride you until you put a load deep inside of me.”
Otis bounded to his feet, his cock bobbing with the motion. He made to lie down on the bed then half-turned away from her, looking slightly embarrassed. “Thirty seconds tops and I’m yours. I need a piss.”
Yuki pushed herself off the bed and dropped to her knees on the floor. “Bathroom’s right next door but I’d honestly prefer it if you pissed in my mouth.”
He looked at her, a mixture of astonishment and arousal on his face. “What did you say?”
Yuki smirked. “Was I unclear, Otis? Perhaps you should have your ears checked while we’re here. It’s your call but I’d love it if you were to piss in my mouth. It’s kind of a…what’s the word? Fetish of mine.”
Otis hesitated for a moment then stepped toward her, his cock mere inches from her lips. Not wanting to waste a drop, Yuki parted her lips and took the first few inches into her mouth. She looked up at Otis expectantly and gave a double thumbs up.
An instant later, she felt the first warm stream of piss hit the back of her throat. She swallowed it down greedily, her eyes locked on Otis'. She could taste the saltiness of his urine, could feel the heat of it as it filled her mouth and spilled down her chin.
Otis groaned, his eyes rolling back as he continued to piss, his cock throbbing in her mouth. Yuki could feel the way his body tensed, the way his hips jerked as he emptied himself into her mouth. She drank
every last drop, her eyes locked onto his as she swallowed it all down. When he finally finished, she pulled back, licking her lips clean. Otis looked down at her, a mixture of surprise and arousal on his face.
"Fuck, Yuki," he panted, his chest heaving. "That was... fucking amazing."
She smirked up at him, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I aim to please," she said, her voice sultry. "Now get on your back." He quickly complied, his eyes never leaving hers. Yuki climbed onto the bed, straddling him, her pussy hovering just above his cock. She could feel the heat of him, the way his cock throbbed and jerked as she moved. She smirked down at him, her eyes locked onto his as she reached down and wrapped her hand around his shaft.
"Fuck, Yuki," he groaned, his hips bucking slightly as she stroked him. "You're killing me."
She laughed, a low, sultry sound that made his cock twitch in her hand. "Oh, I'm just getting started, baby," she said, her voice a low purr.
She guided his cock to her entrance, feeling the head of his shaft press against her wet folds. She looked down at him, her eyes locked onto his as she slowly lowered herself onto him, inch by inch.
Otis groaned, his hands reaching up to grab her hips, helping to guide her down onto his cock. Yuki could feel every inch of him filling her, stretching her pussy to its limits. She moaned, her head falling back as she took him all the way in, feeling his balls press against her ass.
She sat there for a moment, letting her body adjust to the size of him, relishing the way he filled her completely.
Otis's hands were still on her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire.
"Fuck, Yuki," he groaned.
She smirked down at him, her hips beginning to move in a slow, steady rhythm.
"You feel so fucking good inside me," she moaned, her voice low and sultry. Otis groaned in response, his hands tightening on her hips as she began to ride him, her pussy clenching and unclenching around his cock.
Yuki could feel every inch of him, could feel the way his cock throbbed and jerked inside her as she moved. She leaned forward, her hands reaching up to grab the headboard as she began to move faster, her hips snapping forward, her pussy sliding up and down his shaft.
Otis groaned, his hips bucking to meet hers, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy with wet, slapping sounds. She leaned forward, crushing her breasts against his chest as she rode him harder, faster.
"Care for a kiss, Otis," she panted, her lips mere inches from his. "Or is tongue fucking a woman who just drank
your piss not your thing?" She smirked at him, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
Otis growled, his hands reaching up to grab her head and pull her down to him. Their lips met in a fierce, passionate kiss, their tongues tangling and exploring each other's mouths. Yuki could taste herself on him, could taste the remnants of his piss still lingering on her tongue. It was filthy, raw, and fucking hot.
She broke away from him, her breath ragged. "Keep on like this and I'll to fucking squirt all over your cock," she panted.
In response, Otis began to fuck her harder, faster, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.
His hands reached up to cup her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. Yuki moaned, her hips bucking against his cock as she rode him harder, faster.
"Pinch them," she gasped, her eyes locked onto his. Otis did as he was told, his fingers and thumbs pinching and rolling her nipples, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Yuki could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as the waves of pleasure grew stronger.
"Fuck, Otis," she panted, her fingers tightening on the headboard.
"I'm so close. Make me cum all over your cock." Otis growled, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy with a steady, relentless pace.
"Come on, baby," she moaned, her head falling back. "Make me fucking cum. I want to feel your load inside me." Otis groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as he fucked her harder, faster. Yuki could feel the heat of him, the way his cock throbbed and jerked inside her as he neared his own climax.
She moaned, her fingers tightening on the headboard as she rode him harder, faster.
Otis's hands were on her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he helped to guide her movements, slamming her down onto his cock with each thrust.
"Fuck, Yuki," he groaned, his voice ragged with desire. "You feel so fucking good. I'm not gonna last much longer."
Yuki smirked down at him, her hips moving in a steady, relentless rhythm. "Then cum inside me, Otis," she commanded, her voice low and sultry. "I want to feel your load filling me up."
Otis growled, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy with wet, slapping sounds. An instant later
, Yuki felt his body tense, his cock throbbing inside her as he let out a guttural groan. She could feel the heat of his release, the way his cock pulsed and jerked as he fired his load into her. The sensation of his hot cum filling her sent Yuki over the edge. She screamed
out in pleasure, her body convulsing as waves of ecstasy washed over her. She could feel her pussy clenching and unclenching around his cock, milking him for every last drop of his seed.
Otis groaned, his hands reaching up to grab her hips, holding her in place as he continued to pump his load into her. Yuki could feel the heat of him, the way his cock throbbed and jerked inside her as he emptied himself into her.
Slowly, their bodies began to relax, their breathing returning to normal. Yuki collapsed onto Otis's chest, her body slick with sweat. She could feel his heart pounding beneath her ear, could hear the steady rhythm of his breath.
She lifted her head, looking down at him with a satisfied smile.
" Well, that was fucking amazing," she said, her voice still breathless.
Otis chuckled, his hands rubbing up and down her back. "I could say the same to you, Yuki."
She rolled off him, lying on her back beside him. She could feel his cum leaking out of her, could feel the way it coated her thighs. She smirked to herself, loving the feeling of it.
"Let's clean up," Otis said, sitting up and swinging his legs over the side of the bed.
Yuki smirked. "You're welcome to take a shower if you want but I'm going to spend the rest of the day with your cum dripping out of me and the taste of your piss in my mouth."
Otis chuckled. “Marry me," he said.
Yuki laughed and slapped his ass playfully. "I'll think about it. But for now, I have other things to do."
So saying, she retrieved her clothes from the floor and began to dress while Otis headed for the bathroom.
Once she was at least semi-presentable, Yuki strode out the door. Her other five guards were outside, their backs ramrod straight
, eyes scanning the surroundings. They all turned to face her as she stepped out, their gazes flicking over her disheveled appearance.
"Morning," she said, a smirk playing on her lips. "Let's go to the cafeteria. I need coffee. And donuts."
One of the guards, a tall, muscular man named Hiroshi, raised an eyebrow. "
You look... disheveled, Ms. Yamazaki."
Yuki smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I had a productive night," she said, her voice low and sultry. "Now let's go get some coffee."
The guards exchanged glances, their expressions inscrutable. They fell into step behind her as she walked towards the cafeteria, their eyes scanning the surroundings for any potential threats.
As they entered the cafeteria, Yuki could feel the eyes of the other patrons on her. She could see the way their gazes flickered over her body, taking in the way her skirt rode up her thighs, the way her blouse was slightly askew.
She smirked to herself, knowing that she looked like she'd just been thoroughly fucked. And she had.
As they entered the cafeteria, the smell of coffee and pastries filled the air. Yuki's stomach rumbled at the sight of the donuts and croissants on display. She headed straight for the counter, her guards following close behind.
"Good morning," she said to the cashier, a young woman with a friendly smile. "I'll have a large coffee and a dozen donuts."
The cashier nodded, ringing up her order. "Coming right up."
Yuki turned to her guards, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
"You guys want some donuts too, right?"
Hiroshi raised an eyebrow. "We're on duty, ma'am."
She waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, come on. Live a little. I insist."
The guards exchanged glances, then nodded reluctantly. Yuki turned back to the cashier, adding six more donuts to her order. As they waited for their food, Yuki's phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out and saw a message from Otis.
*Hey beautiful. I'm in the gym if you want to join me later.*
Yuki smirked, a plan forming in her mind. She quickly typed out a response.
*I'll be there in twenty. And while I've got you, thoughts on a threesome with Akio? He's a beast in bed and swings both ways.*
Otis' response was near instantaneous.
* *I'm in.*
Yuki's heart raced at the thought of a threesome with Otis and Akio. She knew Akio was a skilled lover, and the idea of watching Otis with another man sent a shiver of excitement down her spine.
“Akio, I just remembered there’s something in my room I could use your assistance with.
Do you mind joining me?” Yuki said, a wicked
smile playing on her lips.
Akio, the tallest of her guards, and the one with the sharpest eyes,
raised an eyebrow. “Of course, ma’am. Lead the way.”
Yuki led him back to her suite, her mind already racing with possibilities.
As soon as they entered the room, she turned to face Akio, her hand reaching up to gently caress his cheek.
“Close the door,” she whispered, her voice sultry. Akio hesitated for a moment, then complied, his eyes flicking to the other guards outside.
"Are you sure about this, Ms. Yamazaki? They might hear us."
Yuki smirked, her hand trailing down to his chest. "I hope they do. I want them to hear how you fuck me, Akio. I want them to hear the way you make me scream."
Akio's breath hitched, his eyes darkening with desire. "Yes, ma'am."
Yuki stepped closer, her hand reaching down to cup his growing erection through his pants. "And I want you to call me Yuki when we're alone. Understand?"
Akio nodded, his voice a low growl. "Yes, Yuki."
She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "Good boy. Now, I have a little surprise for you. What do you say to a threesome with me and the American,
Otis?" Yuki asked, her voice sultry as she turned to face Akio. She could see the way his eyes widened in surprise, the way his breath hitched at the suggestion.
"I would love that," he said, his voice a low growl.
Grinning broadly, Yuki pulled out her phone and sent a quick text to Otis.
*Forget the gym. Akio and I are in my room now. Get here. Now.*
Yuki's phone buzzed almost immediately with Otis's response. *Be there in 5.* She turned back to Akio, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "He's on his way."
Akio's breath hitched, his eyes darkening with anticipation. Yuki looked him up and down. "Tempting as the alternative is, I think we should for Otis to arrive before we start. Agreed?"
Akio nodded. "
Yes, Yuki. I want to see him too."
Yuki smirked, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Good. And in the interests of full disclosure, Otis and I
have already had a little fun this morning. I'm still dripping with his cum," Yuki said, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Piss too."
Akio's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly recovered. " That's... quite a morning you've had," he said, his voice a low rumble.
Yuki chuckled. "It's not over yet," she said, her voice sultry.
As if on cue, Otis strode through the door
, his eyes immediately locking onto Yuki and Akio. His gaze flicked over Akio's tall, muscular frame, taking in the way his uniform fit his body like a second skin.
"Fuck, Akio," Otis said, his voice low and appreciative. "You're a fucking beast."
Akio smirked, his eyes flicking to Yuki. "And you're not so bad yourself."
Otis chuckled, his eyes never leaving Akio's body. "I'm just getting started," he said, his voice a low growl.
Yuki watched the exchange with a mixture of amusement and arousal. She stepped between the two of them, placing a hand on each of their chests. "I'm certainly open to objections but I'm thinking we'll start off with me on my knees with a cock in each hand. First one to finish on my face gets first pick of my ass or
pussy," Yuki said, her voice sultry as she looked between Otis and Akio.
Otis grinned, his hand already reaching for his belt. "I like where this is going."
Akio chuckled, his hands joining Otis' in removing his uniform. "I'm in too. But seeing as Otis already fucked you, it seems to me he's at a disadvantage."
Otis' grin widened. "I'm always up for a challenge. Besides, in a game like this, no one loses."
Yuki clapped her hands in delight. "Excellent.
Now, let's get this show on the road," Yuki said, dropping to her knees in front of them. She looked up at Otis and Akio, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
Otis and Akio exchanged a glance, then both stepped forward simultaneously. Yuki laughed, her hand reaching out to grab both of their cocks through their boxers. She hooked her fingers into the waistbands of their boxers and pulled them down, freeing their cocks. Both men were already hard.
"Greedy boys," Yuki said, her voice a low purr. She spat on her hands then began to stroke their cocks, slowly at first then faster and faster. They groaned in pleasure, their hips bucking slightly as she worked them over.
"You know what would really drive me crazy, boys," Yuki asked. "Seeing the two of you kiss while I'm working your shafts
. Would you do that for me?"
Otis and Akio exchanged a glance, then both leaned in, their lips meeting in a fierce, passionate kiss. Yuki watched them, her heart racing as she stroked their cocks. She could see the way their tongues tangled and explored each other's mouths, could see the raw, primal hunger in their eyes.
"Fuck, that's hot," she moaned, her voice low and sultry. "But don't forget what's at stake here, gentlemen. First to
finish on my face gets to choose my hole," Yuki reminded them, her voice laced with a sultry challenge.
Otis and Akio broke apart, their chests heaving with desire. They looked down at Yuki, their eyes filled with hunger.
"Fuck, Yuki," Otis growled. "You're playing a dangerous game."
She smirked up at him, her hand never stopping its steady rhythm on their cocks.
Akio chuckled, his hips bucking slightly as Yuki's hand worked his shaft. "I like the way you think, Yuki."
She increased the speed of her strokes though she was careful to maintain the same speed for both so as not to give one an advantage. It didn't matter to her which one won but she wanted it to be a fair game. Both of them were groaning, their cocks throbbing in her hands
. She could feel the heat of them, could feel the way they jerked and twitched as she worked them over.
An instant later, Akio gave a shuddering groan, his cock pulsing in her hand as he came. Yuki opened her mouth wide, catching as much as she could on her tongue. She sucked the salty warmth down greedily but made sure she didn't miss a beat on either of them.
To her right, Otis was clearly nearing the end of the line. His breath was coming in short gasps, his hips jerking forward as Yuki's hand worked him over.
"Come on, baby," Yuki murmured. "Cum all over my fucking face."
She increased the speed of her strokes on Otis' cock, her hand a blur.
She could feel the way he throbbed and jerked in her hand, could feel the way his body tensed as he neared his climax.
"Fuck, Yuki," he groaned, his hips snapping forward. "I'm so close."
She looked up at him, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Then cum for me, baby," she said, her voice a low purr. "Show me what you've got."
Otis let out a guttural groan, his cock pulsing in her hand as he came. Yuki tilted his cock so that the stream of cum hit her in the eyes, blinding her.
She laughed, wiping the cum from her eyes with the back of her hand as she rose to her feet.
"Any disagreements that Akio won," she asked.
Both of them shook their heads, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. "I'm big enough to admit when I've lost," Otis said.
"Excellent," Yuki said. "So, what'll it be Akio? My ass or my pussy? You should know, the latter still has some of Otis' load in it
," Yuki said with a wicked grin.
Akio smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust. "I was already leaning towards your pussy but knowing that Otis left a deposit there clinches it."
Yuki nodded, beaming. "And you, Otis? What do you say to fucking me in ass while Akio takes my pussy?" Yuki asked, her voice laced with a sultry challenge.
Otis' eyes gleamed with lust at the suggestion. "I'd say that's a fucking fantastic idea," he growled.
Yuki turned to Akio, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Well, Akio? What do you say?"
Akio smirked, his eyes never leaving Yuki's body. "I say let's get this show on the road," he said, his voice a low rumble.
Yuki grinned, turning back to Otis. "I want you to fuck me hard, Otis. I want you to stretch my ass wide open while Akio fucks my pussy.