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 Title: Shining Girl Ch.  02
Summary: Jack and Teruko tell their Mother, and tragedy strikes...
Keywords: inc,fic
   I was dreaming about Teruko, shopping with her in Tokyo, in one of the
boutiques on Shinjuku, and she looked so adorable, not to say hot and
desirable in the little skirt and sailor shirt she was wearing, like a
fantasy Anime princess, and I had to kiss her, but as I leaned down, she
touched my lips with her finger tip, gently stroking my bottom lip.
   "Time to go now, Jakku-san, we must go, it getting late!" she smiled,
and with that I came fully awake.
   "You awake now, my husband?" she grinned, "It early but getting late, we
must go soon, must call mummy first, please!"
   I shook my head to clear it of the cobwebs of sleep still surrounding
it, noting sourly that Teruko was obviously a very early-morning kind of
person; how depressing...
   She climbed off the bed and retrieved my handset from my trouser pocket,
handing it to me.
   "Call now, please, must go soon, miss traffic!"
   Mum was a little surprised to hear from me so early, immediately
panicking and wanting to know what was wrong.  I reassured her that nothing
was wrong, that I was calling so early because we were coming up for the
weekend and Teruko wanted to leave early to avoid the Saturday morning
traffic on the M40 motorway out of London.  Once mum was calmed down, she
wanted to know what had brought this on, and I had to do some nifty
footwork to avoid blurting out the real reason for our visit; that I was
busy rumping my little sister, and I wanted her blessing, or at least to
look the other way...
   Instead I told her that Teruko was homesick and missing her, something
guaranteed to make her all eager and motherly -- God, I'm so manipulative
sometimes...
   I had a quick shower while Teruko made breakfast, and we sat and ate
together before she went to take her own shower.  I sat with my cup of
coffee, thinking about her, alone in that big scary shower, all naked, and
wet, and slippery, and helpless, and needful, and considered whether I
should offer to protect her from anything that crawled out of the
drain-hole; of course, that meant I had to be in there with her, but
sometimes a man's got to do what a man's got to do...
   I debated with myself over what I should do; leave her in peace to have
a nice invigorating shower, or slide in there and introduce her to Jack
junior and his two dangly friends.  Decisions, decisions, but eventually
the part of me that was currently doing most of my thinking said 'okay,
she's wet, she's slippery, she's got a body made for sin, and she's
obviously in dire need of some inflation from that very handy pump you've
got there, what are you waiting for, a damsel in distress awaits, fucking
get on with it, she'll be done soon...'
   My conscience pricked at this point.  What was I doing, she was my
little sister, for God's sake!  And that was when the real me chimed in.
   "Oh yeah?  Really?  That didn't stop you yesterday, all day and half the
fucking night!  You went at it like a pair of energizer bunnies on Meth,
you just kept going, and going, and going, so it's a little late to be
thinking 'she's my sister'!  Either you want this girl, and let me just
remind you of what she looks like naked...there, got that, wasn't that
nice?...in which case get in there and bang her the way she likes it, or
strap your cock to your leg, find a Trappist monastery, put on a hair
shirt, and shut the fuck up for the rest of your life; make up your fucking
mind, Jackie-boy, I think she's about to go 'Ding'...!"
   Arguing with myself, horny and conflicted, definitely not a good state
of mind.  In my head I sounded like a screenplay for a Woody Allen film, so
I let my instincts make an executive decision about what to do next.  They
made me drain my cup, check junior was ready to rumble, yep, all working
there, and sneak up to the bathroom.  Grinning like a circus chimp, all
doubts now resolved, or at least cuffed and gagged and shoved in a trunk, I
slid silently through the door, dropping my robe on the floor and easing
the shower-cubicle door open, basically intending to pounce on her
unsuspecting, hot little body, but she was waiting, one eyebrow raised,
smiling brightly.
   "I wait for you, I want see how long it take you to make up mind!  Now
you here, do back, please, my husband!"
   I needed no second invitation, taking the shower gel and pouring a
liberal handful on her back, taking my time to rub it into her soft
shoulders and sleek, sexy back.  I worked my way down, admiring the way the
suds ran down her back as the warm water drummed down on both of us,
eventually reaching my first target, her spectacular backside.  I took my
time to massage the gel into her firm springy cheeks, pulling them apart as
I gently rubbed her anus with a soapy finger before sliding it into her. 
Teruko giggled and pushed back against me, arching her back to make her
jutting breasts even more prominent.
   I pulled my finger out of her and slid my hands up her ribcage to enfold
her magnificent tits, feeling the nipples turn to pebbles under my fingers.
Oh yes, she was into this alright!  (and by the way and just to clarify
things; some girls have breasts, some girls have boobs, and then some, a
few, a lucky, lucky few, have tits; magnificent, malleable,
made-to-manhandle tits; Teruko was very definitely in the third
category...)
   She turned around to face me, wrapping one leg around me, which made the
tip of my erect cock brush her pussy lips.  A grin played on her lips as
she rubbed her slit lightly along my cock head, watching the sweet agony
building in my eyes.  I held her tightly by her waist, and pushed back
against her, the tip of my cock only just parting her lips and wringing a
sighing groan from her.
   "Down, please Jakku-san, please to kneel down...!" she gasped, and I
obliged, sinking to my knees, my cock standing loud and proud as it jutted
up, purple and swollen, ready for her.
   Now Teruko straddled me, slowly sinking down to take hold of me and
guide me between her labia, then suddenly dropping down, impaling herself
on me, drawing a loud gasp from both of us.  I held her by her sides as she
leaned up over me, her hands stroking and caressing my face as we kissed
like demons, wild, savage kisses, our lips pressed together in a tight seal
as our tongues fenced and wove around inside each other's mouth.  All the
while, Teruko humped and ground herself on me, her pussy rhythmically
clasping and releasing my cock as she hammered herself onto me.  The
delicious squeeze and release sensation was driving me mad with lust, all I
wanted was to hear her scream in orgasm as I pummelled her pussy into
submission and filled it to the brim with my spunk.  She seemed to have the
same objective in mind, and so we hammered and pumped against each other,
slamming our sexes together, fucking like two jungle animals, lust and
desire bursting out of every pore.  At some point we ended up on the floor
of the shower with me on top of her, slamming my cock into her as hard as I
could while she humped her pussy against me with equal vigour.
   She came with a scream of release, her pussy clamping down on my aching
cock as she shuddered and trembled against me, obviously having an epic,
monumental orgasm, which was all I needed to blow my stack.  My cock
lurched as spunk roared out of me in an unstoppable jet, hosing into her,
the feeling so intense I blanked everything except the feeling of being
inside her as I came, and the incredible tightness of her pussy clamped
around me, milking my pulsating cock.
   Teruko slumped down as I collapsed on top of her, her heart hammering in
time with mine, her chest heaving as she slowly recovered.  Her pussy
fluttered and clenched around my still-hard cock as mini-orgasms and
aftershocks flared inside her, finally dissipating to leave her limp and
sated underneath me while the warm water sprayed us both.
   Finally she leaned up and kissed me once, very tenderly, a thank-you
kiss.
   "That so good, Jakku-san, but now we are late!  I like you make me late
like this!" she grinned cheekily, kissing me once more on the tip of my
nose, and slowly, slightly unsteadily, getting to her feet to wait for me.
I stood up, a little creakily; that orgasm had wrung me out like a dishrag,
and I leaned back to let the needle spray wake me up a little.  Teruko
stroked my face with her fingertips.
   "Poor Jakku-san, so tired, I help you!"
   I should have heard a warning note in her voice, because she stepped out
of the cubicle and turned the thermostat all the way down.  I yelled as a
blast of icy water hit me square in the chest; that woke me up in a hurry!
   Choking and spluttering, I finally managed to find and hit the button to
shut off that barrage of frigid water, my pale, sunshine-deprived body a
distinct shade of blue, not quite Smurf-like, but definitely on the way
there.
   Teruko stepped back into the cubicle with a large bath sheet to wrap
around my shivering pale blue wreck of a body.
   "Jakku-san awake now?  Cold water after hot shower very good for you,
you very awake now!  Why you funny colour?"
   All the while she was talking, she was towelling me, trying to hide a
grin while she dried me off, gradually restoring feeling as my
nerve-endings woke up again after going into some sort of thermal shock.  I
promised myself a fitting revenge for that, although I couldn't work out
what; anything I could think of doing to her she was liable to come back
and ask for more, with extra ketchup...
   When she'd finished, she kissed me lightly on the lips, her lovely tight
body moulding itself to mine, and I instantly forgave her; hell, with a
body like that I'd forgive her if she was a mass-murdering, cat-torturing,
nun-poisoner, or even collected Barry Manilow records...
   The drive home to Shrewsbury was pretty uneventful; even with the
interlude in the shower we still managed to get across London and on to the
M40 in good time and with relatively little stress, Teruko gawping like a
tourist as we drove along the Embankment, past the Houses of Parliament
acros the river on the north bank, excitedly pointing out the Elizabeth
Tower that houses Big Ben, and the giant arc of the London Eye.  We made
good time home, mainly because I'd flatly refused to let her drive; Teruko
drives like a Messerschmitt pilot during the Battle of Britain, eyes
narrowed and eyebrows knitted, her knuckles white on the wheel, and I
wanted to arrive home alive and in one piece, in that order.
   Mum was all over Teruko, a quick peck and a "Hello Darling!" for me, but
the full production number for Teruko; you'd have thought she'd been off
pioneering in the waste spaces of the world for years on end, not 150 miles
away for a few months!  Eventually all the 'Oh my baby, I missed you so
much, I'm so glad you came home, come and tell me all about London' etc. 
abated, leaving me feeling more than a little guilty over what we were here
to tell her.
   Senshi the dog was just as manic, almost bowling Teruko over in his
eagerness to lick her face; believe me, I knew how he felt...
   Mum had made breakfast, the full English, so we tucked-in, and I have to
say, having brekkie made by your mum is one of the little things that makes
life worth living.  While we ate, we chatted about life, university,
classes, my job, small talk, but I could see mum picking-up on an
undercurrent; all her 'Okay,what have you done now, Jack?' instincts were
twitching, so, after clearing up and putting all the dishes in the
dishwasher, we joined her in the sitting room.
   She waited until we'd made ourselves comfortable, Teruko sitting next to
me, which was her usual place whenever I was home for a visit, with mum in
her favourite chair opposite us, looking at us quizzically.
   "Okay, darlings, it was sweet of you to come home and see me, I've
missed you both terribly, and even Senshi's been moping around, so tell me;
what brought this on?"
   Teruko and I exchanged glances, and she moved a little closer to me on
the couch, her fingers twining in mine.  Ordinarily, this wouldn't have
raised an eyebrow with mum; it was how she usually sat with me, but this
time mum picked-up on something different.
   "All right, Jack, what's going on?" she asked, her eyes flicking from me
to Teruko, and back to me.
   I swallowed; this was it.  Teruko smiled at me and nodded, so I cleared
my throat and began.
   "Mum, we, I have something to tell you.  There's this girl, she's
beautiful, smart, everything I want, and I'm in love with her, and I sort
of asked her to...marry me...and she said yes..."
   Mum leaned back in her chair, one eyebrow raised.
   "Well, carry on, just exactly who is this girl?" she asked, and I lifted
our joined hands and kissed Teruko's hand.
   "Mum, Teruko and I, we sort of...found each other, and I love her, I
think I always have, and she loves me, and we want to get married one day
and start a family.  Say something, please!"
   Mum leaned forward, her eyes narrowed.
   "I see.  Teruko, go to your room, please, I want to speak to your
brother in private!"
   Teruko stood up, suddenly looking apprehensive, my squeeze of her hand
not cancelling out the raised eyebrow from mum, or the expression on her
face.
   "I wait for you call me, Jakku-san!" she smiled, her bottom lip
trembling slightly.  Mum watched her leave the room and climb the stairs,
Senshi bounding ahead of her, and then rounded on me.
   "So mister, do you mean to tell me that while your sister was living
with you, supposedly being looked after by you, what you were actually
doing was...was...I don't even want to think about what you were doing!  I
expected better of her, and I certainly expected better of you, John
Cameron, although God knows why.  First and foremost, she's your sister,
which in my day actually meant something!  Secondly, it's illegal, or were
you so busy yanking your pants off that it never occurred to you wonder
whether or not incest is against the law?  Jack, she's your little sister,
are you out of your bloody mind?"
   That put me on the defensive right away.
   "Look mum, this is something we both want, and it just...happened, it
was meant to be, that's how we feel!"
   My mother snorted derisively.
   "Jack, she's only eighteen, she's still a child, how can she know what
she wants?  And you, you're a grown man, you should have had enough
restraint to walk away, not just stand there and unzip!  I really expected
better of you, I really thought you'd matured; apparently I was wrong!  You
were supposed to take care of your sister, not seduce her!  You've
disappointed me deeply, Jack; you went to a place you're supposed to avoid
at all costs, for some very good reasons, and you took your sister there
with you.  Do you know how angry that makes me?  You brought her here to
England to keep her safe, we made her part of our family, and now you go
and do this?  I'm ashamed of you, Jack, you should have known better,
you're bloody well old enough to know better!"
   A movement caught my eye, and mum turned her to look where I was
looking, to see Teruko standing in the doorway, tears running down her
cheeks.
   "Please do not be angry with Jakku-san, haha, and do not be angry with
me; I love Jakku-san, he love me, we are together now, for always.  This is
what we want, please, do not hate us, haha!"
   Mum turned away from her, her mouth twisting.
   "Baby, you're not old enough yet to know what you want!"
   Teruko shook her head, tears glittering on her eyelashes.
   "Mummy, I have always known, and I am old enough to know this now!"
   Mum looked closely at her, her eyes flinty.
   "Baby, are you sure about this?  Is this really what you want?"
   Teruko nodded, her eyes shining.
   love him and I want to be with him, please do not hate me, mummy!"
   Mum's expression softened, and she beckoned her closer, to hold her
close and murmur in her ear "Since you came to me, you have been my beloved
daughter; I will never hate you!"
   Mum hugged her for a few more seconds, then held her away to look in her
in the directly in the eye.
   "Baby, you're still only a young girl, please think about this..."
   Teruko looked back steadily, and kissed her once on the cheek.
   "Please mummy, this is what I want." She whispered
   Mum looked squarely at me.
   "If this is what you want, and you both say you know what you're doing,
all I can do is remind you of what I just said; Teruko's your sister, Jack,
not some girl you met at a party, she's your flesh and blood!  But I can
see that whatever I say, nothing is going to change your minds, so I'll
only say one more thing; she's my little girl, don't you dare hurt her,
Jack Cameron, do you hear me?"
   I nodded, and then I noticed the tears glimmering in the corners of her
eyes.  Teruko saw them too, and reached up to wipe them away, kissing her
once on the cheek.
   "Do not cry, haha, I will look after Jack!  Your children will always be
here, I promise!"
   Mum smiled, and kissed her back, then stood up and hugged me.
   "I suppose congratulations are in order, after all, you just got
formally engaged!" She smiled sadly as she said it, and a great weight
seemed to lift off my heart as she did; she'd accepted it, fighting it all
the way, but she'd accepted us!  She looked narrowly at me.
   "One thing, though, don't let it go to your heads, both of you; while
you're here I'll have no bed-hopping, do you understand?  You may or may
not be shacked-up in London, over here you're still brother and sister, at
least for now, remember that, and try and not let your urges get the better
of you!"
   She hugged Teruko one more time then left the room, trailing her hand
over my shoulder as she left, tapping once, lightly, with her finger as her
hand brushed my shoulder, a code to follow her, so I did, while Teruko
opened the French doors and followed Senshi out into the garden.
   Mum led me to her room, sitting me down on the bed while she rummaged in
the bottom of her closet, eventually pulling out a beautifully lacquered
Japanese casket.  She opened and tipped it out, jewellery cascading out
onto the bed.
   "These were my mother's, things I bought, things your father gave me. 
One day it would have all gone to you, or Teruko I suppose, so pick a
piece, pick out something suitable for me to give your fiancée on the day
of her engagement!"
   I looked through all the conventional rings and bracelets, chains and
pendants, and then a piece caught my eye; a beautiful, exquisitely carved
milky jade pendant of two rats manhandling an egg; the carving was
breathtaking in a piece no bigger than the end of my thumb, the feeling of
antiquity radiating off it in waves.  Mum smiled as I picked it up,
admiring the quality and detail of the carving.  "Well done, you picked a
lovely piece, Edo period, the man at the British Museum dated it to about
1760, one of my favourites, and appropriate; rats are symbols of prosperity
and increase in Japan, Teruko will appreciate that.  Your father gave it to
me when I left Japan with you, so it's only right I give it to her."
   I looked closely at her.
   "I'm sorry we sprung this on you like this, mum, honestly; I thought by
now you'd be loading the shotgun, or at least booting me out the front
door, but you've got me picking out bride-pieces!  What am I missing here?"
   She grinned knowingly at me.
   "Jack, of course I'm angry, I never wanted this to happen, but that was
just a hope; I knew, deep down inside, that this was always going to
happen, one way or another.  Come with me, I think you need to see
something!"
   I followed her down the corridor to Teruko's room.  I'd never actually
been in inside her room before, and at first glance it looked like what I
supposed a fairly ordinary teenage girl's bedroom would look like, lots of
soft toys, ranks of shoes, books and magazines piled everywhere.  There was
a hanging rack full of outfits, too many to fit in the closet, CD cases
scattered around on the dresser, and photographs, lots of photographs, on
the walls, on the dresser, on the nightstand, dotted around everywhere I
looked.  As I looked closer, I saw they were all of me, with Japanese
characters scrawled across them.  Mum picked up one at random.
   "Look; 'I love Jack!', or this one, 'Jack 4 me 4 ever', or this one,
wild horses couldn't drag out of me what THIS says!  And then there's my
favourite, 'My darling husband'!  I think she forgot I read Japanese better
than I speak it!  I've been watching her watching you for years now, all
those adoring looks and happy little sighs, always hoping she'd grow out of
it.  That's why I wasn't really surprised, I knew this was bound to happen,
I just hoped it wouldn't!"
   "She's been in love with you for years, Jack, you never picked up on it
at all, even with all the heavy hints she's been throwing at you all this
time.  The fact is, I was starting to relax about the whole thing, because
I was convinced you'd never discover how she felt about you!"
   I was taken aback.
   "So now it's happened, what now?  Are you going to tell me that now that
the inevitable has happened, you don't really disapprove?"
   Mum looked sideways at me.
   "Don't be so bloody stupid, of course I disapprove; my kids are breaking
the law!  What I want to do most in the world right now is give you a
bloody good kick up the backside, then knock both your heads together for
doing what you've done, but what good would that do now?  The fact is, you
need her, you always have, and she needs you, and I won't do anything
because I love you both, even if the reason why temporarily escapes me!"
   She grinned, looking a lot less annoyed than she had a few minutes
earlier.
   "On the plus side, at least I'm not losing my kids to strangers who I'll
get to meet once or twice a year.  I may not be her birth-mother, but
Teruko is my daughter, she's my little girl, and I want only the best for
my little girl.  I think she found that in you, and no, that's not just a
mother talking; you've always been the best, most normal thing in her life,
ever since you brought her home and made her a part of us, and yes, I'm
angry with both of you for doing this, but I can't deny that a part of me
is also happy for both of you."
   She sat back down on the bed and absently trailed her fingers through
the mound of jewellery.
   "Your grandfather will be happy, at least; he's known for years how she
feels about you; Teruko and he are a lot closer than you think, and more
than anything he wants her to be happy, so when you tell him, he's going to
be over the moon; his oldest friend's granddaughter and his own grandson?
He'll be ecstatic!  He already loves her like his own granddaughter, he
absolutely adores her, and the only thing he wants for her is that she be
happy, so if you plan on going through with this, you'd better make sure
you get it right, or you'll be answering to him!"
   A question I had never bothered to ask her suddenly popped into my head.
   "Mum, why did you and my father get divorced?"
   Mum started scooping the jewellery back into the casket, stopping now
and then to polish or admire a particularly fine piece.
   "I thought you knew; he and I got married because our families thought
we should; his father and daddy were boyhood friends, they went through the
war together, they were best friends.  When Georgie, your father, and I
started going out, we were just going out as friends, but both families
decided it was a love-match and pushed him to propose, so he did.  To this
day I don't know why I said 'yes', but as soon as we got married we
realised what a huge mistake we'd made; we tried to make it work, we had
you, because we thought a baby was what we needed to cement us together,
but we weren't able to connect in that way, we were friends, best friends,
even, just not in love.  You know what happened, but part of the reason
Grandad loves Teruko is that she's Georgie's daughter, and he loved George
like a son.  You've got a lot to live up to, Jack Cameron!"
   Mum gave Teruko the pendant, making her cry, and then she joined in, and
by now even the dog was looking a little teary, so I decided to take Teruko
up to Oswestry to see Grandad and break the news to him.  He was delighted,
as mum had predicted, insisting on lugging out a bottle of his prized
vintage Medoc and presenting it to us an engagement present, cue more
hugging and blubbering.
   After they'd dried up, or at last dried-off, he and Teruko went out to
see her chickens, leaving me to ponder what to do next.  I felt a little
sandbagged by everything; I'd been gearing up for a fight, or at least
accusations and recriminations, and mum's pragmatic attitude had completely
taken the wind out of my sails.  Her injunction that we refrain from
Hanky-Panky was not unexpected, but I was planning on taking Teruko out
that evening, maybe we could find somewhere quiet for a little Hanky at
least, possibly working in a little Panky too...
   We eventually left once Teruko had rounded-up and hugged all her pet
chickens, although how she could tell them apart was a little beyond me,
they all looked exactly the same to me, like chickens everywhere;
beady-eyed, mad little stares, running around with that 'my panties are
falling down' bounding run that all chickens have, and making that guttural
scraping sound that makes my blood run cold and is guaranteed to drive me
completely loopy; the only way I can tolerate chickens is on a skewer with
yakitori sauce...
   At last she'd had enough of hugging those wretched creatures, so we
headed home to get showered and changed; I was taking my girl on the town!
   I took her to Beach, a beach-themed club in the centre of town, where we
were able to blend anonymously into the crowd; I was fairly sure that
no-one I knew would be there.  I wasn't ashamed of Teruko; far from it; she
looked spectacular in a short, tight, slinky dress, exotic and hyper-sexy;
I just didn't feel like explaining to anyone we knew what my sister was
doing rubbing herself all over me...
   All was going well, and we'd had a few drinks, Teruko discovering that
she liked Moscow Mule's, when there was a tap on my shoulder, and when I
looked up, there was Jack Fineman, of all the people I didn't want to see,
class creep and world-class pervert, grinning down at me and flicking the
occasional covetous glance at Teruko, who was sitting on my lap feeding me
Japanese rice crackers from a giant champagne glass and giggling.
   "Hello Cameron, that's a very friendly sister you've got there!" he
smirked, leering at Teruko's chest.
   I slapped his hand off my shoulder.
   "What do you want, Slimy?  We're out having fun and I really don't want
to see your ugly pan ruining my evening.  Now we're busy, so do me a favour
and fuck off!"
   Fineman stayed where he was, grinning like he had a plan, pissing me off
just by his presence; he was a creep in school, I'd avoided him like the
plague when I was there, and I didn't really see why I should tolerate his
presence now when I was out with my girl.
   To my huge annoyance, he sat down opposite us, at our table, and leaned
on his elbows, grinning like a Cheshire cat, arousing in me the almost
irresistible desire to punch his creepy face down his neck and out of his
arse...
   "Yep, that's a really friendly sister you've got there; I wonder, do you
think she feels like being friendly to me?"
   My blood boiled at the thought of Slimy Fineman touching her, and I held
my temper in with difficulty as I leaned forward to stick my face in his.
   "In your dreams, Slimy; the only thing you'll ever get from my sister is
her foot, shoved up your arse.  Now fuck off before I hurt you!"
   He leaned in even further.
   "I don't think so; I think she'll look great in, say, my bedroom, so
what say; she comes home with me, we have a little 'adult' fun, and it all
ends there; or, all these good people here get to hear how the tall guy in
the corner is fucking his chinky little sister?  How would that stuck-up,
snooty mother of yours feel once it gets around town that Mr.  Clean, Big
Jack Cameron's been shagging his little sister?  Make up your mind,
Cameron, clock's ticking!"
   Promising myself the leisure to dismember him for what he'd called
Teruko, I stood up, helping her to her feet and walked away.  We'd gone a
few paces when I turned and looked at him.
   "Come on then, you want your fun, come and get it!"
   For the gloating expression that crossed his face, I promised myself a
further few minutes alone with him in a locked room, but for now I tried to
look as non-threatening as possible as I walked out behind Teruko, Slimy
trailing after us, probably congratulating himself on how well his sick
little plan had gone.
   As we exited the club he tried to put his arm around Teruko, probably
already seeing himself as some kind of winner here, a player/playboy/man
about town, but I intercepted him, holding his arm twisted as far up his
back as I could shove it, ignoring his gasps of pain and threats until we
were away from the club, then spun him round and clothes-lined him as hard
as I could.  I was the best Prop-Forward the school 1st XV rugby team had
brought on in years, and I'd forgotten none of that, and 'Slimy' Fineman
did a complete back flip as I gave him the full Monty, a full straight-arm
with extra top-spin.
   He landed face down on the pavement, and I hauled him upright, meaning
to give him a couple more, but he was out cold, limp and bleeding copiously
from his nose where his face had smacked the pavement, so I ripped the
front of his expensive shirt clean off him and wrapped it around his head,
not wanting to get any of him on my car.  I slung him over my shoulder for
the short walk to Rowley's car park.  Once there, I threw him
unceremoniously in the back seat of my Vauxhall Frontera 4-wheel drive,
although what I really wanted to do was throw him off the Welsh Bridge and
play pooh-sticks with his carcasse...
   I drove out of town and along the A528 Ellesmere Road, fuming mad,
wanting nothing more than to stop the 4x4, haul Slimy out and just beat
seven shades of shit out of him for trying to blackmail me into giving him
my beautiful sister; after I'd finished with him tonight, maybe I would
anyway...
   Teruko hadn't said a word since we left the club, just looked at me in
silent apprehension, now she decided to break that silence.
   "Jakku-San, what happen?  Why you so angry you hit that man, what has
happen?  This is not way home!"
   I told her, as simply as I could, what had happened inside the club, her
beautiful big eyes getting even bigger as I told her the whole thing.  When
I finished, she leaned closer and kissed my earlobe.
   "Thank you for not hurt him, he not worth trouble with police, yes? 
Where we go now?"
   I told her, and she agreed, she didn't want 'Slimy' coming anywhere near
her again, this seemed like a good way to make sure that never happened. 
We drove in silence, Teruko wisely not distracting me, as the Ellesmere
Road is an unlighted two-lane country road, and it was almost 20 miles to
my destination.
   We finally arrived in Ellesmere, swinging off the main A528 into Church
Hill and then Birch Road, another unlighted country lane, this time with a
drop-off on one side, so I drove down it extra cautiously until I reached
the Fineman family home, a large Victorian house set well back from the
road.  Slimy was coming round by now, so I hauled him out, slapped him a
few times (not too gently, either) to wake him up properly, and rang the
doorbell.  His father answered, a look of concern on his face at the sight
of me holding his bloody, dishevelled son up with his arm twisted up his
back.  I knew Mr.  Fineman well; he'd been my Classics master in school,
which was the reason Slimy attended there; the sons of teachers got free
places; it was also the only thing that had stopped me pounding Slimy into
a flat sheet and draping him over the garden wall...
   "Jack?  Jack Cameron?  What happened, why...?  he began, before I gave
Slimy a push that sent him sprawling through his front door.
   "Hello Mr.  Fineman, I brought Little Jackie home, he tried to blackmail
my sister into bed, so I taught him some manners.  If he ever comes near
her again, I promise, what I'll do to him won't be pretty, but it'll be
lasting, are you listening, Slimy?"
   Mr.  Fineman looked at his son with an expression of distaste.
   "What exactly did he do this time, Jack?"
   I told him, in detail, exactly what his son had threatened, his face
getting darker by the instant, while Slimy tried to deny and cover-up.  I
learned that he'd tried the exact same trick on Harry Waterfield, my
classmate, friend, and captain of the school rugby team, and Harry had
given him a scientific beating that should have taught him a powerful
life-lesson; apparently he didn't learn very well.  I knew Harry had a very
pretty half-Chinese sister; her name had slipped my memory, had he...and
whatshername...?  No, not likely, what was I thinking, not Harry...
   When I'd finished, Mr.  Fineman rounded on his son, who was hunched over
against the wall, perhaps understanding that he had no friends here right
now, not even his own father.
   "Still up to your nasty little tricks, eh?  You never learn, do you? 
After what Harry Waterfield did to you, I thought you'd have learned your
lesson; apparently I was wrong.  Get your stuff and get out, I won't have
someone like you living under my roof.  You had your chance, and now this
is how you pay me back.  Get out!  You can call for a taxi, you can walk,
or you can try thumbing a lift, but I want you gone tonight!"
   I took my leave of Mr.  Fineman, who apologised profusely for the anger,
embarrassment and offence his son had caused, and also thanked me for not
hurting him this time.  As we were leaving he nodded at Teruko.
   "Jack, I'm not implying you have, but if you did...you know, with her, I
wouldn't blame you in the slightest, she's exquisite!"
   During the drive back to town Teruko was disappointed the evening had
ended so early, but I had one more ace up my sleeve; a room booked at the
Premier Inn back in town, a surprise she was grateful to have sprung on
her! When we got into the room, she pounced on me, her appetite obviously
honed by a whole day of having to keep her distance.  I wasn't complaining;
I had what felt like the most imposing erection of my life, I was literally
sweating sex hormones, and the object of my desires and affections was over
there, wearing not very much at all, so I grabbed her, running my hands
over every delectable inch of her I could reach.  She was busy too,
squeezing and rubbing my crotch as we kissed like a couple possessed, lips
glued together and tongues fencing in the heat of our need.
   I stepped back and pulled her dress over her head in one movement, and
oh joy, she wasn't wearing panties, just hold-up stockings; my erection
stiffened another notch, something she took immediate note of.  I pulled my
shirt and trousers off, flinging them over a chair; fuck folding them, I
had no problems going home rumpled if it meant I got naked faster.  My
shoes and socks followed, leaving me in just my jockeys.  Teruko moulded
herself against me, her mound rubbing against my cock furled up inside my
shorts, and as I grabbed and squeezed her perfect bum, she slid my shorts
down enough to release my cock and let it rub against her juicy little
muff. My hands groped and plundered her cheeks, sliding all around those
warm, firm globes, until my probing finger slipped inside her tight little
hole, making her gasp and giggle.
   At the same time, she grasped hold of my stalk and rubbed the dripping
head against her equally juicy pussy, the heat from her against the
sensitive flesh of my cock head almost enough to make me come there and
then.  I moved her back toward the bed until the backs of her knees hit the
bed, and she went over with me on top of her, although I did break my fall
with my forearms; crushing her half to death wasn't part of the evening I
had planned for her...
   Teruko wriggled out from under me and pushed me over onto my back,
grinning as she did so.  She then threw her leg over me and straddled me,
her soaking pussy lips sliding up and down my straining cock as she rubbed
herself on me.  The feel of her doing that was almost more than I could
stand, and she grinned to see the effect she was having on me.
   "Jakku-san like, yes?" she smiled, and I could only gasp back a hurried
"Yes!" as she threatened to make me shoot my load there and then.  Teruko
smiled and slid back and forth even slower, grinding her hot wetness
against me, tantalising me even further; my only recourse was to hurriedly
do 3rd order differential equations in my head to avoid the inevitable
outcome of having such a hot naked girl do what she was doing to me; it was
a stop-gap, but it served long enough for me to decide I couldn't take any
more of this, take her by the hips, and lift her enough to jam my bloated
cock into her as hard as I could.
   This of course was what she'd wanted all along, and she sank down on me
with a contented groan, her hips slowly gyrating as she licked and lightly
kissed my lips, then lifted her torso so I could hold and squeeze those
lovely protruding tits and rock-hard nipples.  I was trying desperately not
to come too quickly; having her here like this was torture, but it was a
torture I wanted to last as long as possible, so while I squeezed and
pinched and sucked those centrefold tits of hers I was busy resolving
polyphase matrices for military sub-band coder designs to back me off from
the inevitable just a little longer...
   Alas, even the most mind-bendingly dull of mathematical problems were no
match for the feel of the lovely vibrant girl writhing on top of me, and
when she began to ride me like a bucking bronco I just let myself go and
held on for dear life as her pussy sucked and squeezed at me like another
mouth working away at my cock.  The feeling was incredible, and Teruko was
obviously enjoying herself immensely, judging by the sighing and moaning as
she worked herself up higher and higher.
   The end came with her slumped down against me with a loud hissing groan,
her tight pussy convulsing around my tortured cock.  The squeezing of her
pussy set me off, and I too came with a loud groan, calling her name as
stream after stream of spunk jetted into her as I emptied myself into her.
I couldn't believe I had so much to give her; it felt like we hadn't fucked
in weeks, not just that morning; she truly was addictive, the more I had of
her the more I wanted, no, needed.
   I stopped shooting ropes of spunk into her, my cock twitching as I
emptied out, the last few jets nothing more than an anaemic trickle
bubbling out of me.  My balls felt like the speed-bags in a boxing gym, my
heart was pumping like a piston, and my chest felt like it was going to
burst from the intensity and power of my climax, and Teruko was in no
better condition, her pussy still clenching and twitching around me as the
aftermath of her orgasm rolled around inside her, and I could feel her
heart thudding against mine as she lay slumped on my chest.  She raised her
head and smiled sweetly at me.
   "Husband enjoy, yes?" and I nodded; of course I enjoyed, it was fucking
amazing, as always!  I wrapped my arms around her as I slid my still
engorged cock in and out in tiny movements, letting her know I was still
game for more, bringing a cheeky grin to her face.
   "Husband still want to play!  Good, I will have shower, very quick, then
husband play some more, yes?"
   I clamped my hands on her bum; I didn't want to let her go; the feeling
of my rigid cock shoved far up inside her while I played with that
incredible arse was just too good to let go, even for a short while, but I
knew Teruko; if she decided to have a shower, she was going to have one, no
matter what, so I reluctantly unclamped my hands from her firm, luscious
little bum to allow her to dismount.
   She slowly slid herself off my solidly erect cock, teasing and torturing
me as she disengaged from me, a flood of mixed spunk and her own juices
pouring down her inner thighs, making her giggle.
   "This why I need shower, my husband!" she laughed, pointing at the spunk
dripping out of her, "I wash, come back very quick, we play some more,
yes?"
   So saying, she leaned over and took my throbbing erection in her mouth,
sucking the mixture of sperm and her own tangy juices off the shaft and
crown, cleaning me and stiffening me even further, if that was possible.
   "There, now husband ready, not go away, I back soon!" she smiled, and
padded away into the bathroom.  I did consider sneaking in there and
ambushing her, but those Premier Inn bathrooms didn't have shower cubicles,
just a shower head above the bathtub and a shower curtain, not easy to
sneak into without slipping on the smooth surface of the tub and either
crushing your nuts on the tiled floor, or bashing your erection on the
disabled rail and putting a bend in it you'd never straighten out...
   After about 3 hours (or maybe 10 minutes, my time-sense was a little
skewed with an erection that swollen using up so much of the spare blood in
my body) she came out again, showered, dried, moisturised, powdered and
smelling like a peach sundae, and Jack Jr.  sat up again, his object of
adoration back in view and ready for some serious wrestling.  She paused
with the bath towel draped around her, with that smile on her face again,
and let the towel drop to the floor, revealing all over again her
spectacular body.  She hip-swayed over to me where I sat on the edge of the
bed, draping her arms around my neck as she kissed me softly, gently,
lovingly, and so, so erotically.  My erection, which had been flagging
slightly while she was showering, perked up all over again and nudged her
in her soft midriff as she pressed herself against me.
   My hand slipped over her back, my two index fingers circling her lumbar
dimples before sliding down to cup and squeeze her delightfully round and
firm, shapely, buttocks.  As we kissed I massaged and kneaded those juicy
mounds of flesh, my hands delighting in the feel and texture of her skin
and the warm satiny slipperiness of her, and the firm, slightly gelid feel
of her as I gently jiggled and bounced her bum cheeks.  I concentrated on
lifting and separating them, sliding my fingers deeper into that shadowed
cleft between them, until my fingers were tracing a path, one after
another, over the taut, crinkled little hole concealed between those
gorgeous, firm cheeks.
   Teruko sighed and pushed back against my hand, indicating that she
wanted me to explore further, so I kept one finger gently circling her
secret place while my other hand slipped further under her to trace a line
along the crease between her labia.  That was all the encouragement she
needed to climb onto my lap, straddling me, and slowly sliding down onto
me, the tightness making me groan along with the feel of the wet heat
enveloping me.  She slid up and down a few times, then raised herself up,
allowing my erection to slip out of her.  She immediately took hold of me
and began rubbing the slick head of my cock against her tight little anus,
slowly working me into that hot, tight, moist little hole.
   At last the head slid into her, wringing a popping little 'Oh!" from
her, her ring immediately clamping down on me, and she began to slowly
slide herself further and further down onto me, until she was completely
impaled, my cock buried to the hilt in her tight anus.  All the while her
soft lips were exploring mine, her tongue darting around in my mouth as we
kissed and tasted each other.  I began thrusting into her, and she
responded by pushing back against me, grinding her pussy against the base
of my cock and gyrating her hips to work my cock in and out of her tight
hot little hole.  I lay back and reached out to hold and squeeze her
beautiful breasts, distracting myself from the feel of her hot, tight
rectum squeezing my cock so wonderfully by palming and rubbing her stiff
rubbery nipples, and kneading her firm, globular breasts, making her gasp
and smile as she rode me.
   Now she began to move faster, her face flushing as her arousal built
toward that final peak, the squeezing of her rectum even more pronounced as
she ground and slid up and down on my length until she came at last with a
hissing scream, her head thrown back as her anus clamped down on me, her
pussy squirting a spray of hot liquid over my lower belly as her pussy
quivered against me.  Her rectum squeezed and sucked at my cock in time to
the fluttering of her convulsing cervix against the thin membrane
separating it from her rectum as her orgasm rolled on and on.
   It would have taken a better man than me to hold out against such an
assault on his senses, and I came with a heartfelt groan, my spunk blasting
out of me and into the depths of her hot bowels, the feel of my swollen
cock wedging tight in her arse and the fluttering of her cervix wringing
jet after jet of spunk out of me and into her.  I saw stars, my eyesight
dimming and my ears popping with the force of my climax as I poured myself
into her, and she fared no better, sobbing and gasping with the intensity
of her thunderous orgasm.
   We both slumped back down, our bodies twitching and humming in
adrenaline aftershock after that peak we'd ascended to, our hearts
hammering together.  Teruko lifted her head to clamp her lips against mine,
her small hands holding mine, our fingers intertwined as we kissed like
possessed creatures, the aftermath of our intense sex no less intense as we
kissed hard, almost brutally, feeling only the need to remain in contact in
this way.
   The mood eventually passed, to leave Teruko lying flat on me, her arms
around my torso and her heart beating against mine as I breathed in the
delicate peach scent of her hair, her body, her sweet breath, a dozen
small, subtle scents that immediately indentified her to me.  My cock
softened and slid from her tight hole, followed by a small cascade as my
spunk poured out of her gaping anus and drenched my cock and balls, making
her giggle.
   "Jakku-san so naughty, make big mess, need shower, I help you!"
   I was in two minds about that, considering what had happened the last
time she 'helped' me in the shower, but right now all I wanted to do was
lie there holding her tight to me by her marvellous buttocks, her breasts
crushed against me with her stiff nipples poking deliciously into me, and
her soft lips in easy reach if I needed a quick fix.  She also seemed to be
in no rush to shower and leave, apparently quite content to lie there with
my hands clamped to her bum, occasionally murmuring happily as I jiggled or
squeezed her firm globes, her face lifting now and again to lick or softly
kiss my eager lips.
   At last, reluctantly, I let go of her and slid her off me, taking the
maximum opportunity to grab as many outlying areas as I could, then, taking
her by the hand, I led her into the bathroom to take a shower with me, both
of us standing close together inside the not overlarge bathtub and actually
having a shower for a change, not just using it as a staging-ground for
more wet 'n' wild nookie.  The best part for me was towelling-off her
pneumatic body afterwards, holding all those glorious curves and protruding
bits, watching her grin and bite her lip as I rubbed a particularly tender
or interesting part...
   We eventually arrived back home at about 3 a.m., grabbing one last
opportunity for an extended snogging session in the porch before going in,
and trying to sneak in so as not to disturb mum, although with all the
suppressed giggling and heavy breathing I'm surprised they didn't hear us
half-way across town.  I saw the light go on upstairs and inwardly groaned.
I'd been harbouring hopes of sneaking Teruko into my room, my promise to
mum notwithstanding, but I guessed that plan was shot, so we flopped down
on the couch, hearing mum's light tread on the stairs as she came down,
Senshi pattering down ahead of her and leaping on Teruko; lucky him, I
thought sourly...
   Mum took in our generally slumped condition and asked if we wanted any
cocoa or milk or anything, I declined, but Teruko joined mum in a cup of
cocoa, and when she moved her mug down from her lips she had the most
adorable cocoa moustache; I wanted to lick it off her, and when she flicked
her tongue out, licking her lips and crossing her stocking-clad legs while
grinning at me, the whisper of the sheer material encasing those long,
perfect legs clear and loud to my ears, I had to suppress the urge to bang
my head against the wall and howl.  I groaned again, mum smiling at me, her
expression telling me she knew exactly what was going through my mind, and
what we'd been doing; I swear she could see every mucky, grubby little
thought I was having, and she was enjoying every second of this.
   So we sat, Teruko crossing and re-crossing her legs, mum grinning at my
growing discomfort, and me slowly working into Roman-candle mode.  I swear
testosterone was leaking out of my ears on one side of the room as I
contemplated all that exotic feminine gorgeousness sitting tantalisingly
out of reach on the other side, with my mother as a sort of de-militarized
zone in the middle enjoying every tortuous second of it.
   I was also developing another problem; Jack Jr.  had decided to make his
presence felt, and try as I might, thinking of all the non-sexiest things I
could imagine was having no effect.  My zipper was under intolerable
strain, and I actually had to grab hold of the chair arms to restrain
myself from leaping up, dragging Teruko out of her chair and up to my room,
and going seriously King Kong on her.
   And so we sat there, making small talk in the gutter of the night,
Teruko and I exchanging glances that drew smoking lines across the room,
and mum sat there in the middle, deliberately making sure that I didn't
leap on my sister in a hormone-fuelled frenzy and shove various parts of me
into various parts of her, smirking at me, watching me slowly baste in my
own juices, a fog of testosterone enveloping me.  Eventually she must have
taken pity on my strangulated expression, standing up and stretching and
giving me the dirtiest smile and the most knowing look I'd ever seen.
   She leaned down and pecked me on the cheek.
   "Good night, dear, sleep well, and Jack...?"
   I looked at her through a haze of frustration and thwarted sexual
ambition, expecting a renewal of her injunction to behave and keep it in my
pants.
   "Yes mum?" I managed in a strangled croak.
   "Both of you, try and keep the noise down if at all possible, we don't
want the neighbours complaining!"
   What the fu...?  Did she just say what I thought she said?  I looked at
her in incomprehension, and caught a resigned, indulgent smile from her.
   "Honestly, Jack, you carry on like your generation invented sex!  How do
you think I got you, for goodness sake, digging under a gooseberry bush?  I
know what you want to do, both of you, you're as subtle as a sledgehammer,
so you might as well get on with it, I'll get no peace until you do!"
   Oh.  My.  God.  She did, she really did say it; she said it, and then
she left, waving good night to both of us, while Teruko and I looked at
each other in blank incomprehension.  For about two seconds.  Then it was a
mad scramble to see who could get whose mouth on whom first.  I won by the
simple expedient of wrapping both arms around her and pinning her arms
while I worked her face like an amorous dredger hose.
   We broke off our frenzied kissing to look into each other's eyes and saw
the same word there; 'Upstairs!'
   I dragged her into my room, as I had a bigger bed, plus the thought of
those myriad pictures of me in her room gave me a major case of the
willies, and wasted no time in getting down to basics; you'd have thought
we'd been abstaining for weeks, not continuing a session from two hours
earlier, the way we went at it.  As I closed the door, Teruko pulled off
her dress, leaving her stockings in place, while I yanked off my trousers
and shirt, levered off my shoes and socks and slipped my jockey's off,
confronting her with a truly bone-chilling erection; it felt like it was
cast in titanium, it was that painfully solid, and longer and fatter than
I'd ever seen it; all I wanted to do was shove it in her somewhere wet, and
I knew she wasn't too particular where, she was as ready for this as I was,
believe me!
   We closed and kissed, it seemed the natural thing to do, after all, we
didn't have to do this quickly, mum had given us carte blanche, so there
was time to take a little time.  As I kissed her, my hands explored her
taut, springy buttocks; those firm globes filled my hands wonderfully, the
feel of them as I weighed them making my already tense cock even harder, if
that was possible.  As I lifted and separated them, she rubbed her mound
against my cock as it lay pressed between us, the warmth of her wet labia
transmitting all the way through my body to my brain, where it exploded in
waves of desire for her; I had to have her again, she was the object and
focus of all my desires now, and I needed her again.  Our tryst earlier had
just been a warm-up, now I wanted her for real, in my bed, where she
belonged.
   She sensed this, breaking our kiss to smile up at me before sliding to
her knees and taking me in her mouth in one smooth movement.  I took hold
of her hands, our fingers twining together as she licked and sucked me, her
talented tongue wringing feelings and sensations out of me I'd never
experienced before as her head bobbed up and down, gently suctioning me as
she licked and teased.
   I could only take so much of this; I wanted to make love to her, feel
myself inside her, not finish like this, so I stepped away from her, making
her mew in surprise and look up at me questioningly.  I nearly blew my load
there and then; she looked like a Hentai fantasy fuck-doll with her
stunning figure and beautiful face, long, honey-tinted hair, perfect
breasts, and huge dark eyes, and I had to look away hurriedly before I lost
it completely.
   I took her hand and helped her to her feet, kissing her as soon as she
was in range, covering her face, her lips with kisses as my hands roamed
over her back and clenched her magnificent backside to pull her against me.
   Teruko grinned and rubbed her mound against my cock, making me groan
with need and anticipation.  She saw this, and grinned wider, pulling me to
the bed and gently urging me to sit then lie down.  As I did she sat
astride me, shuffling up until she was directly above my aching cock, then,
taking hold of me, she slowly lowered herself, impaling herself on me with
a long-drawn out hiss.  I reached out to hold and squeeze her lovely
nipples, lightly pinching them and drawing little cries and yelps from her
as we worked ourselves up.
   She began to slide up and down, rhythmically squeezing my cock with her
inner muscles as she rode me slowly.  I continued to squeeze and fondle her
breasts, tweaking her nipples to feed her arousal, occasionally slipping my
hands around her flanks to squeeze her enticingly firm buttocks, enjoying
the feel of those perfect globes flexing as she rode me so well.
   Being ridden like this, there was only one possible outcome; Teruko
began to speed up, her beautiful face flushing as she approached orgasm,
and I wasn't far behind her, my own release only held back by my
determination not to come before she did, to give her what she wanted
before I took what I wanted as well.
   Her movements became more pronounced, more energetic as she pounded
herself against me, until I felt her pussy clamp down on me, the muscles
squeezing me as she climaxed, her head thrown back as she moaned and
shuddered on me.  The sudden constriction of her pussy pushed me over the
edge, my balls tightening as I sprayed spunk into her deepest recesses,
long, satisfying ropes bulleting into her, Teruko responding to the
sensation of me shooting inside her with moans and even more convulsions of
her tight little pussy around my already tortured cock.
   She slumped down on me, her heart hammering as she sobbed for breath.  I
clamped my hands around her inviting little backside, once again marvelling
at the texture and firm springy bounce of those glorious globes even as my
cock began to soften and slip from her.  She lifted her head to kiss me
lightly, grinning that sexy little grin of hers before sliding off me and
pulling herself into my side, her arm around me as I pulled the covers over
both of us.
   "Goodnight my husband!" she murmured, her hand flat on my belly as she
rubbed my lightly, "sleep late tomorrow, Jakku-san, we have long drive in
evening, must get rest now.  I love you, Jakku-san!"
   I turned to face her, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her close
so I could kiss her once.
   "I love you too, little wife, sleep well!" I whispered, getting a sweet
smile as a reward before she burrowed down into me and closed her eyes. 
She was asleep in seconds, and I lay there for a few minutes admiring her,
listening to her soft, even breathing, enjoying the feel of her warm
softness under my hands.
   We left Shrewsbury in the late afternoon, promising mum we'd be back as
soon as Teruko had some free time from uni, and made good time back down to
London, arriving a little after eight o'clock.  We debated whether we
should go out for dinner or raid the fridge, but the consensus was that
neither of us wanted to cook after a four hour drive, so Teruko drove us to
a Burmese restaurant I'd heard about in Greenwich, not far from the Royal
Observatory, where we feasted on Ohno Kaukswe, a spicy chicken and coconut
soup with noodles, Ameh-Hna, a red-hot Pork and King Prawn curry with
jasmine rice, and Akau-Khe, crispy, flame grilled marinated belly pork
strips on a bed of pickled shredded green papaya, prawns, peanuts, and
crushed chilli's.
   Teruko was wide-eyed at the variety and taste of all the different
dishes, and amused at some of the expressions on my face when I picked up
and chewed an innocuous-looking morsel only to discover its predominant
taste was heart-stoppingly hot and spicy!  All in all, it was a successful
evening; plus, she was getting admiring, envious, and downright lustful
looks from everyone in the place; my girl really was a head-turner!
   We eventually got back to the flat late, which was not a problem; we
both had a free day the next day, and I had plans to seriously ravage my
fiancée, which was how I thought of her now, nice and early as a 'good
morning' present, and so we tumbled into bed, both of us worn-out by the
weekend and just glad to be back in our own little refuge.
   I was awakened by the phone ringing, I looked at my watch, almost 8
a.m., and somewhat groggily picked it up, wondering who it could be as I
didn't recognise the number.
   "Hello?" I croaked, and a voice I hadn't heard in several years suddenly
took me right back to my school days.
   "Jack?  Jack, it's me, Harry!  How are you doing, big feller?"
   Harry Waterfield.  I hadn't heard from him in years, and now, not two
days after talking about him, he's calling me at eight in the morning; this
had to be more than a coincidence.  "Harry!" I said, "To what do I owe the
pleasure?  I was talking about you a couple of nights ago to Mr.  Fineman,
and now you're calling me.  What's up?"
   Harry and I both graduated from The Imperial College, we were there at
the same time, but Harry was part of the Special Engineering Programme,
following a completely different curriculum to me, so I never actually
crossed paths with him; a brilliant engineering student like him would have
been constantly involved in industrial loan-out programmes, research and
development, and innovation and excellence engineering within the
engineering design programmes, so it wasn't really surprising, given the
size of the student body.
   I could hear the grin in his voice even over the cell-phone line.
   "I understand you had a run-in with old 'Slimy' Fineman and you smacked
him around a little over that gorgeous sister of yours, what was her name,
Triko?  Tenko?"
   I laughed.
   "Her name's Teruko, and yes, he tried to blackmail her into bed, so I
gave him an Aussie Coat-hanger that flipped him 360 and knocked the bastard
silly!  I heard from Mr.  Fineman that he tried the same trick with you and
you gave him a good battering.  How is your sister, anyway?  I can't
remember her name, I only saw her once or twice, but I remember she was a
real knockout."
   "She's...fine, yeah, she's fine.  Her name's Sai Fong, she...uh, shares
a flat with me in Perivale.  Look, Jack, I'd like to catch up with you,
your mum gave me your number and your address, I'd like to stop in later, I
want to talk to you about this, maybe share some things?"
   I was at a loss as to what I was going to talk to my old friend about
after not seeing or hearing from him for four years, but I agreed, so he
said he'd see us about lunchtime and rang off.
   Teruko chose then to surface.
   "Who call, Jakku-san, did mummy call, is all well?" she asked anxiously,
and I smiled at her, putting her fears at rest.
   "No baby, my old school friend, Harry, you remember him, he wants to
come over later today to talk.  He asked after you, he still remembers you,
because you're so beautiful!"
   Teruko smiled at that and slid closer to me, her lovely body melting
into mine as she hugged me, nibbling on my ear as I squeezed and fondled
her superb little bum.
   "Husband is big liar, but I like him lie like that, tell me more lie!"
she murmured into my neck, but I was too busy exploring the wonders of her
bum to think coherently, and when she reached down to squeeze my rapidly
inflating cock, I suddenly developed the urge to jam it into her somewhere,
anywhere.  Teruko got that from my suddenly more serious explorations of
her arse and pussy, and shifted her attentions from my neck to kiss in a
meandering line down my chest and midriff to eventually take the head of my
cock in her hot wet mouth.
   The sensation as she slowly licked and sucked was unbelievable, then she
swivelled around with me still in her mouth to throw her leg astride me so
she was now lying on me, her sweet little pussy placed just right for my
tongue to attack, which it did.  I slid her back a little towards my mouth,
and licked in broad strokes with the flat of my tongue from her clitoris to
the tempting little pucker of her tight little hole.
   She showed her appreciation by moaning happily, the vibration thrilling
through my cock and into my balls, which tightened involuntarily.  At the
same time I licked and probed deeper into her fragrant, succulent vulva,
the taste of her sweet and tangy, salty and delicious as her syrupy nectar
flowed in response to my oral stimulation of her pretty little puss.
   I licked and lapped at her while her head bobbed as her tongue curled
and flickered around the increasingly sensitive head, drawing me nearer to
climax as her lips clamped around me, suctioning in a welter of warm
wetness and delightful friction.  Her breathing was also beginning to hitch
as my ministrations to her tasty little flower began to bear fruit, her bum
cheeks flexing and her thighs quivering as she hunched herself more and
more firmly against my mouth.
   When I finally rubbed her taut little clitoris with the pointed tip of
my tongue, she climaxed with a guttural groan, her pussy and anus winking
at me as she flooded my mouth with her sweet nectar, and when I pushed my
pointed tongue as hard as I could into her tempting little anus, her moans
transmuted into a loud hissing scream as her orgasm intensified in a series
of waves that convulsed her pussy and clamped her anus tight, pushing my
tongue back out again.
   The force of her orgasm and the thrilling vibration of her throat
against my over-sensitised cock head was enough to bring me on, and I came
in a rush of spunk, long spurts blasting into her mouth, Teruko choking and
bubbling as she fought to keep up with the influx of semen shooting into
her mouth and down her throat.  I finally stopped shooting, only dry heaves
as my cock lurched and twitched in her mouth.  Teruko licked and sucked the
last sticky remnants of my spunk as it bubbled and trickled out of me,
finally licking the head clean of any traces of sperm before slumping down
with her head on my thighs.
   She was twitching and quivering against me as the last tails of orgasm
chased and whirled inside her, before skittering away to leave her
breathless but satisfied.  I still had the wonderful view of her delectable
vulva to enjoy, a scenic landscape I would never tire of exploring.  I
licked and gently kissed her on her most sensitive spots, making her mew
and giggle lightly as she drifted away on her own personal cloud, mellowing
down after the tension and explosive release of our encounter.
   Eventually she must have decided it would be more comfortable to lie
next to me than flaking-out on top of me, so she slid off and wriggled
around to once again lie in the crook of my arm, her warm little hand
rubbing my stomach lightly.
   "Set alarm please, Jakku-san, I will make breakfast soon, but must sleep
first; you make me very tired!" she grinned, patting me in mock annoyance.
   "One hour, then we eat!" she smiled, and, with her usual speed, fell
asleep almost in mid-yawn.
   We were just setting out some snacks and cold drinks when there was a
ring at the doorbell, and when I answered, there was Harry, looking as
young and serious as the day we left school.  It took me a few seconds to
register the fact that he had someone with him, a beautiful girl about
Teruko's age, of obviously mixed Chinese/Caucasian parentage, then her face
clicked into place, and I recognised her; it was his sister, what had he
called her?  Oh yes, Sai Fong.
   We sat and chatted about school, university, how strange it was that
we'd both attended the same university and done the same degree but never
once crossed paths, eventually working up to the phone call that morning.
The girls had hit it off immediately; Sai Fong had admired Teruko's outfit,
one thing led to another, and now they were both in the bedroom admiring
clothes, so Harry started first.
   "Jack, the reason I called you was that Mr.  Fineman called me and told
me what Slimy had done, how he tried the same crap with you he tried to
pull on me.  I tell you, Jack, I never got so much pleasure out of anything
as the day I beat the stuffing out of that scummy little weasel!  You know
that Mr.  Fineman was my Housemaster in school, and he's kept in touch with
me since then.  He was concerned that you'd go looking for Slimy and teach
him a few more lessons, admittedly with full justification, his words, not
mine, so he asked me to ask you to leave it be, as a favour to him, unless
of course Slimy tries it again, in which case, be my guest while I look the
other way!"
   I was still a little puzzled as to why he had felt the need to trek all
the way across London to tell me something he could have said over the
phone, so I sat back and waited for a little clarification.  It didn't take
long in coming.
   "The other reason I wanted to talk to you face to face about this was to
ask you if Slimy got it right.  Before you go ballistic, I wanted you to
know that when it came to Sai Fong and me, Slimy was right; Sai and I,
we've...we're...it's..."
   I'd never seen Harry at a loss for words before, nor looking as
flustered as he did right then.  He looked helplessly at me for a second,
drew a deep breath, and started again.
   "Sai Fong and I are...together, we're a couple, we have been for almost
a year now.  My father knows, and accepts it, he only wants Sai to be
happy, and me, and we are.  I wanted to tell you, out of all my friends
because I think you'll understand better than any of them...because I think
you and Teruko are in the exact same boat as us, aren't you?"
   I was impressed that he'd put it together from so few clues, but not
unduly concerned; he'd shared their most intimate secret, that he was
living as a couple with his sister, and I owed him a similar confidence.  I
grinned in relief that he hadn't come here to preach or moralise, rather to
share and support, and my respect for him notched-up even higher.  The
Headmaster, Mr.  Gould, had once told us that the most honourable man in
the school was Harry Waterfield, and I could see he was right.
   "I'm impressed, Harry-boy, how did you manage to work it out so
quickly?" I grinned, and he grinned back, suddenly looking again like the
fresh-faced, handsome schoolboy who'd been the object of so many town
girls' fantasies.
   "I could see it all over your face!  I was dreading this, but seeing you
like that made it a lot easier, believe me!"
   The girls chose that moment to descend on us, modelling various outfits
and costume jewellery, for all the world like two teenagers going through
their mother's wardrobe.  Harry pulled Sai Fong down to his level and
kissed her, her expression of confused shock changing into a big grin as he
whispered in her ear and kissed her again.  Teruko looked on in
incomprehension, her eyes widening as she watched Harry kiss his sister,
then she grinned and looked at me, bending down to kiss me lightly on the
cheek.
   "Friend Harry love his sister too, no?" she grinned at me, getting a
pinch on the bum for it as I grinned back at her.
   "Oh yes, darling, we're not alone, now we have friends to share our
secret with!"
   Sai Fong slid down into Harry's lap, her arm around his neck.
   "So tell me, Jack, how long have you and Teruko been...close?" she
smiled, her eyes alight with interest as Teruko blushed.
   I slid my arm around her as she stood next to me, my hand kneading and
rubbing her hip.
   "We finally got together on Friday, so only three days ago, although it
feels like a lot longer; in fact, it feels like a lifetime," I offered.
   "Teruko has been hinting forever, I was just too dense to see or hear
it, so she kind of took matters into her own hands, without too much
resistance from me, I have to admit!"
   Sai Fong laughed delightedly.
   "It was just the same for Harry and me; he couldn't take a hint, even
though I practically battered down his bedroom door to get him alone!  You
men are so...blind sometimes, especially when something's right under your
noses; I sometimes wonder how the species ever manages to keep going, if
you two specimens are anything to go by!"
   Harry grinned at that, and even I had to smile; she was probably closer
to the mark than I wanted to admit...
   Lunch was fun; Harry and I caught up on old friends, school days, and
had a good laugh about the way we'd dealt with a mutual problem, while
Teruko and Sai Fong were obviously beginning what would become a deep
friendship.  I was sorry to see them leave, but they'd accepted our
invitation to dinner on Friday, and we'd told them to stay over so Harry
and I could enjoy a few beers together.  Teruko and Sai Fong hugged like
they were long lost sisters being parted again, already missing each other.
I was happy she'd found a friend with so much in common, now she had
someone to share, shop, and gossip with.
   The rest of the week was pretty mundane; I had to go back to work after
my long weekend, Teruko was back at classes and studying hard, determined
to be a credit to mum, and so it went until Friday.  I had an early finish,
so I swung by the college and picked her up, intending to take her shopping
and pick up some beer and snacks for the evening, and maybe buy her
anything she wanted, as a reward for being so damned beautiful.  We parked
the car behind Lewisham Docklands Light Railway station and took a shortcut
through the station itself, talking about the dinner that evening, when a
hand grabbed my lapel and jerked me to one side.  As I flailed for balance,
somebody hit me, hard, on the side of the head and I collapsed dazed to the
concrete floor of the station concourse.  I looked up to see a skinny,
dreadlocked youth wrestling with Teruko, trying to grab her pendant and its
gold chain as she gamely fought back, his hands holding her wrists as she
tried to push him away.
   "NO!" I shouted, "Let him have it, you'll get hurt!"
   He turned to look at me, grinning, and reached out and deliberately
squeezed her breast as he licked his lips.
   I saw red, surging to my feet, the look of smug victory on his face
turning to one of shocked panic as I closed with him, my open-handed slap
spinning him around, to catch another stiff-arm that jarred in my shoulder,
I hit him so hard; it must have knocked his teeth loose.  Moving with a
speed I didn't know I possessed I closed with him again as he slumped
against the ticket machine.  His hand dived inside his jacket, I saw the
dark gleam of something black in his hand, and heard the loudest noise of
my life as something hit me with stunning force on the side of the head,
spinning me around.
   The taste and smell of brass filled my mouth and nose, flickering images
of mum, Teruko, grandad, childhood images, teddy-bears, shooting stars,
favourite toys, the smell of fried onions, the taste of hotdogs,
barley-sugar, mum calling me for school, the glint of sun on Teruko's hair,
whistles and dogs barking, people and faces I knew, the feel of Teruko's
lips on mine, snapshots of my father, all sharply felt and experienced
again as though new-minted, all riffled through my mind like a magician
stacking a deck of cards.  I saw the ground rising up, heard a siren
wailing, dimly realising it was Teruko screaming, and then the chaotic
blizzard of images in my head tumbled away as I slid down into the deepest,
darkest trough of blackness, warm, comfortable, velvety soft, and silent.
   to be continued....
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