Just fucking her in a maid uniform in the closet hadn't been enough for me - I'd dragged Akeno back to my place and fucked her absolutely senseless into the bed, thoroughly using her sexy body and making her brains all dribble out of her cunt as I sprayed hot cum all over her sweat-soaked body and down her eager gullet.
Once I had used Akeno to fully work out the pent up libido born from having a cute blonde foreign girl curled up next to me all day, constantly looking to me for protection and safety without a hint of concern or worry, making me feel like a real man, making every part of me want to reciprocate that trust with genuine protection...
I realized it was way too presumptive to ask Gasper to magic away his cock after one day spent together! It was actually like asking a girl to marry you after your first date, wasn't it? No, it was even worse, since it wasn't even officially a date! I'd been so horny that I'd completely forgotten all about that, just thinking about how much I wanted to have sex with the cute blonde foreigner that, once Akeno came up with the idea, I forgot about anything reasonable!
Once I realized as much, I tied up Akeno, put her on a saddle vibe, and left her to stew in her own arousal as punishment! Akeno! Hopefully in the future you'll learn not to say that sort of thing and drive me crazy with lust, though frankly I doubt it!
I left Akeno in my bedroom and told Mom to go check on her in the morning if I hadn't come back. "You want me to check on her?" Mom asked, glancing up towards my bedroom. "Did you hurt her?"
"No, I just, uh... look, please just check on her if I don't come back and she doesn't leave on her own! She's breathing and conscious and everything, okay?! It's embarrassing to ask me to say more."
Mom's lips thinned, then she sighed and smiled. "I see. Akeno is that sort of girl, huh?" Argh! Whatever you're thinking, Mom, stop thinking it! "If I do end up needing to check on her, then we'll have to talk, Issei. If you're too rough with your girlfriends, that isn't good. It doesn't matter how they feel about it in the moment. I had a friend back in college who showed up for classes with bruises around her neck one day from some play that got a bit too rough - her boyfriend paid a terrible price for that."
Mom! No! Stop telling me this story! Also, I'm not going to think about the way that people often say 'it was my friend' when describing a situation they went through themselves! I won't think about my Dad choking my Mom during sex back in college! I won't!
I just left without saying anything more, since that would only encourage her further!
* * *
Gasper fidgeted at his desk, his legs pulled up against his chest. Issei-kun was so amazing... he was brave, and strong, and handsome, and he had a whole harem of girls! He was nothing like Gasper at all, really...
He rolled around in his seat a little, sure he looked like one of those wobble toys as he bounced from side to side. When Gasper thought about Issei-kun, he didn't just think, What a cool guy, I wish I was more like him... he thought He's so amazing, I want to do things with him.
Wasn't Gasper straight? He was straight, right? He did cross-dress, but that was because he obviously looked cute! If anything, he was better at appreciating cute girls than a normal guy, since he understood how much effort it took to look that good! His porn folders on his laptop were full of cute girls getting absolutely wrecked by big-dicked traps, okay?! But when he remembered sitting in Issei-kun's lap, or being held in Issei-kun's arms, he had thoughts that weren't anything like a straight guy's thoughts!
The computer pinged as one of his clients requested a new photo set. Gasper bit his lip, then decided to just do it. It'd be a distraction from thinking about Issei's big muscles, and his bulging... thing... and how good he smelled... and how safe he made Gasper feel, and...
Nyooo! You're fantasizing again! Just get in the plugsuit, Gasper!
* * *
Tsubasa hummed along to my story, nodding to herself and placing her hand reassuringly on my thigh as I spoke. She listened calmly, without any apparent judgment, until she finally spoke up when I finished. "I see. It can be troubling for someone, when they first feel attraction to a member of the same sex."
Tsubasa! No! Wait, this is another conversation you've had many times, isn't it, you heartbreaker?!
"Attraction is a feeling that emerges from deep inside. As Blaise Pascal put it, {The heart has its reasons, of which reason knows nothing.} It doesn't matter why you have these feelings, Issei-kun. Words like 'straight' or 'lesbian'-" Tsubasa, you need to adjust this speech when you talk to your boyfriend! "-these are just ways that other people fit you into a neat category so that they can stop thinking about you. It isn't about them being cruel - there are just too many people, with too many different tastes, not to simplify. But it's your life, so you can like who you like, and you don't have to put a name to it, because you'll always know what sort of person you like."
"Yeah, but I'm straight."
Tsubasa smiled warmly at that. No! She's totally had girls say that to her tons in the past, hasn't she?! "If Issei-kun wants to say that, then how can I argue with him?" She raised her hands in a shrug of surrender. Another step down her well-worn decision tree of these sorts of conversations. "As long as Issei-kun makes a decision he's happy with, I don't care what words he uses to describe himself." She leaned into me, placing her cheek against my shoulder. This girl was truly a menace!
"Right, but if I used Azazel's gender bender magic on Gasper, then..."
"Issei-kun." She leaned up from her position on my shoulder, her fingers delicately reaching out to my cheek. "You shouldn't start a relationship by demanding the other person change to suit you."
Nng! That was true-! Fine! I guess I will simply sit in weird unrequited lust where I want to fuck Gasper but not deal with him having a penis forever, is that what you want, Tsubasa?! "You're right," I said instead of all that. I decided to change the subject to the other great question that the past day had given me! "I want one of my girlfriends to dress as a maid full time."
"...huh?" Tsubasa just stared at me in confusion.
"Rias's big brother, Sirzechs, is married, and his wife dresses as a maid and calls him Sirzechs-sama! I'm so jealous, it's like my fantasy come true and he's living it!" I punched my fist into my leg as I admitted as much.
"Issei-kun, I don't understand what you're talking about. Sometimes it can be cute to see a cute girl dressed in an embarrassing way, but isn't that a bit much?" Tsubasa! This is a no judgment zone! Please treat me wanting to stuff my girlfriend into a maid uniform with the same kindness and compassion you treated me having awkward sexual feelings for another guy! Thank you! "It's one thing to ask your girlfriend to go along with a fun idea in the bedroom, but you're talking about something very different from that. It was Grayfia who suggested dressing like a maid, not Sirzechs, you know?"
"Yeah, that's why I wanted your help. I think Kiyome might like it, since she likes being 'forced' into things..."
Tsubasa let out a long sigh as she looked at me, shaking her head. "Issei-kun... there's a difference between a 'ravishment' fantasy and a 'maid' fantasy, you know?" Nng! Okay I actually do know that! They're totally different tags on exhentai, too! "If you want her to play that kind of game with you, you should... hmm. Well, she does prefer being told what to do. Some girls are like that," Tsubasa admitted. "But, Issei-kun, she's a student. She can't be a full-time maid. She has to attend classes, you know?"
"That's true... ah... why must I be tormented by still being in high school?! Why can't I be an adult already so I can make my girlfriends dress up as maids full-time?!" Not all of them! Just most! Or at least some!
Tsubasa smiled lightly, letting out a pleasant little laugh. "If you really want, I could dress up as a maid for you. Just as a fun game in the bedroom, of course."
That's very sweet of you, Tsubasa, but that's absolutely not your vibe! "I don't think that would suit you very well, Tsubasa."
She hummed at that thoughtfully. "Aren't there maid characters who have that vibe? I would definitely be more the 'battle maid', I suppose, but Grayfia is a very powerful devil, you know?" Yes, Rias told me that already! She can crush me with her pinky finger! I get it!
"Wait! I want to rewind the conversation!" Tsubasa quirked one eyebrow at me in curiosity. "The whole idea is that it's sexy for a girl to stay dressed up as a maid, not to do it for sex! I've already had Kiyome dress up as a maid and had sex with her like that!" Also, Aika, and Rias, and Akeno, and Asuka... but Kiyome-! Kiyome seemed like the kind of girl who might do it full time! "So..." I pushed my fingers together awkwardly. "Do you have any advice? You're good at seducing girls, right?"
Tsubasa smiled. "If you want your girlfriend to try something new, you should just explain why it would make you happy. After all, she's your girlfriend, so she wants you to be happy." Thank you for subtly saying that you want me to be happy, Tsubasa! You're very smooth! "Kiyome does like people who take charge with her and set the pace." Wait, people? Are you having sex with Kiyome while I'm not around?
Well, you're both my girlfriends, so it's fine, right? I also definitely am better at sex than you, Tsubasa (sorry!), so I don't have any reason to worry or feel jealous...
"There is one thing, though. The last time you had her dress in a maid uniform, she talked a lot about how flimsy it was." It was a spontaneous wish uniform! You can't be mad at how low-quality it was, Kiyome-! "She liked it." Of course she did, I am a sex god so I got it right without even trying. "But if she's going to be, say, dressing as a maid to go shopping with you, then it can't be that kind of material, you know? As the dominant, it's your responsibility to make sure the sub doesn't do something stupid because they're too horny."
What pearls of wisdom from Tsubasa... "Thank you, Tsubasa."
"You're welcome, Issei-kun," she said. "I would like to see Kiyome in a maid uniform, if you put her in one," she added with a smile.
"I'll make sure to show her off to you!" I agreed immediately. I was gonna do that anyway, because the whole thing that makes it sexy to have a girl dress like a maid all the time is getting to show it off!
* * *
It was getting really late, so I headed home, only to find Akeno talking to my mother over the dinner table. "Oh, Issei, you're back!" Mom said.
"Ufufu. I was just talking about this and that with okaasan," Akeno said with a teasing smile. No! You were talking about sex with my mom, weren't you? "It's clear that the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree. Your mother is a very lucky woman, but then, your father is a lucky man too."
Mom just laughed pleasantly at that. Akeno! Stop buttering up my mom by talking about how great her sex life is! I don't want to hear itttt! "You two are more adventurous than I was at that age, though I suppose nowadays there is the internet to learn about all kinds of things. Back in my day, if you wanted to try something new and exciting, you didn't necessarily know if it was safe, but nowadays, there are guides and everything just a quick google search away!" No! No, I won't think about this!
"I'm going to my room," I declared, hurriedly making my way to the stairs.
"Ufufufu. He's so cute when he's embarrassed," Akeno said.
"He is!" My mom agreed. I slammed the door to my bedroom shut to escape their terrifying and haunting conversation!
* * *
I homed in on Kiyome the next day after school. I didn't have any clubs (fucking my girlfriends was my club activity, and thanks to Share Interests and Harem King, it was far more personally enriching than any normal club activity could hope to be!), so I went right for her before she could go to her tennis practice. "Kiyome, I want to spend the afternoon with you," I told her.
"Oh! Well, I was planning to do tennis practice, then go home and read some novels, so I suppose you can come along... ah! But in between, I would be in the women's locker room, and you can't go in there!"
"No, Kiyome. I have a specific idea for what to do this afternoon, with you. Skip tennis practice and come with me." I didn't actually physically force her to come (since, you know, I'm super strong but she's just a normal girl), but she followed after me anyway. Once she started, I casually slid my arm around her waist, and she practically purred and leaned into me.
"What are we doing, Issei?" The way she asked the question made me want to just bend her over and fuck her!
I resisted the urge, though! "We're getting you a new outfit." Wait! She'd think we were going on a regular shopping trip and be excited, even if she wasn't willing to be my maid outside the bedroom! "I've decided to play dress-up with you." She nodded along, softly panting as I dragged her out of school. "Remember that time you and some of my other girlfriends dressed up as maids? I want to get you a proper maid uniform, so you can wear it around town. It's the perfect outfit for you." My fingers slid down to grope and knead her ass cheek at that point, wanting to keep her horny so she'd go along with my plan.
"A~ah? Issei... you're... going to force me to dress as your maid? And all these strangers will see me, Kiyome Abe, forced to follow you around in a maid uniform?"
"Yes," I told her. This was the moment of truth! Was she willing to do it?! "You'll also be calling me 'Master' and following my commands."
"And... when will it stop?" She looked interested and horny!
"Kuoh Academy has a uniform code, so tomorrow morning."
She swallowed at that, her breasts rising and falling, her cheeks hot pink. Say yes, Kiyome! Please dress as my maid, I promise to still love and protect you and make you come lots and lots! "I suppose that this is the final fate you always had in store for me," she breathed out.
That was a yes, right? Right? "You forgot a word," I pointed out.
"...becoming your maid was always my doom, Master."
Hnng! She wore this cutely sexy expression, like me ordering her around was foreplay and I was playing with her pussy! Admittedly, I was groping her ass, but I just smiled, kissed her cheek, and moved all the faster to buy her a sexy maid uniform!
* * *
High quality sexy maid uniforms were surprisingly expensive, but in the name of love (and horniness), I was willing to splurge! Kiyome! You look beautiful dressed up as a sexy maid! She smiled as I ate her up with my eyes, my gaze naturally dipping to her full cleavage that the outfit put on display! "Master, do I look acceptable in my new uniform?"
"You do!" I told her immediately, my cock throbbing threateningly against my pants. "Follow me," I declared, her old school uniform now folded up in a bag as she followed after me, heels clacking against the floor.
What should I do now? Take her out for a meal? People were looking at us as we walked, which I didn't mind - and Excellent Lover told me that Kiyome didn't mind either! On the contrary, she was enjoying the attention!
I was too horny to think about taking her out on a normal date, so I just took her home and back to my bedroom! Wait, didn't this round off to costumed sex but we walked back from the store with her in costume? I hadn't even thought of this issue! How was I supposed to put Kiyome in a maid uniform and have her call me master all the time, without immediately dragging her into the nearest private place and fucking her brains out?!
"Ah... Master..." Kiyome breathed out as she stood, trembling at the doorway to my bedroom. "Are you going to ravish and despoil me, ruining my clothes already?"
No! Those clothes cost me money, Kiyome! I'm not going to ruin them! I sat down on the bed, still trying to think of how to control myself. "First... collect all my dirty laundry, and then put it in the washing machine, starting with darks!" Yes. That would give me time to think. It would also let me watch Kiyome do sexy maid duties in her sexy maid outfit, and my cock was certainly enjoying that.
Now, most of my dirty clothes were in the laundry hamper, but there were socks scattered around, a shirt left in the bathroom, that sort of thing. Watching Kiyome diligently following my directions was surging my arousal to its limit, and the fact that she was actually enjoying herself (mostly because I was staring at her constantly) was definitely annihilating my self control. Just barely, I managed to hold back as she carried the laundry hamper off.
"Your laundry has begun, Master," she said, hands primly crossed in front of her skirt. "Are there any other chores your maid needs to do?"
My brain was melting at the sight of her like that. There was no way I could actually make Kiyome dress like a maid constantly, because I'd take one look at her and start wanting to fuck her again! "Yes! My dick needs cleaning!" I declared, hurriedly yanking my pants down, my hard-on surging into the open air, full of desperate energy born of having to hold back so long.
"Yes, Master," Kiyome said, letting out a hot pant as she descended to her knees in front of me, my throbbing cock pulsing in front of her face. She leaned forward and just started to lick, running her pretty tongue across my huge dick, her cleavage on lewd display as she knelt in front of me. Her cheeks were pink with arousal as she moved around, one hand going to the base of my cock to control it, letting her tilt it left, and right, and back again, her hot breaths tickling the underside of my dick as she worked. I just groaned softly in response to her oral ministrations, my dick twitching as she slithered around and around, coating my cock in spit.
Her tongue tasted every last inch of me, her head tilting this way and that as she moved all around. Hot breaths spilled out and tickled my dick, her eyelashes fluttering rapidly, while her tongue teased along the crown of my cock, sliding through it lovingly, brown eyes flicking up to me as if to confirm she was doing a good job. "That's a good maid," I told her, patting her head lovingly. "Your master is very pleased," I told her, and she let out a little noise of delight, continuing to work me over like that, running her lips down as her tongue dashed out, slobbering on my cock in the process.
Soon enough, though, my dick was thoroughly spit-shined, and her tongue was running along the underside of my dick, my length throbbing over her face as she moved up, and up, hot breaths spilling out and tickling the underside of my cock. Kiyome's cheeks were pink - and I just casually planted one hand atop her head, the other taking over holding onto the base of my cock. She let out a hot, wet pant, as I pulled her up to the very tip of my cock - and then her mouth opened wide and expectantly, letting me slide my dick past her lips and shove her down my whole cock in a single quick thrust!
Now that I was 'fucking' her, I could make her come, so I did, enjoying the way she moaned around my cock, her eyes peeling back in their sockets as she came, her hips bucking at the empty air as saliva dribbled freely out of her mouth. "That's a good maid. You cleaned your master's cock, so now you're getting rewarded!" I told her, grabbing her head in both hands and starting to fuck her face. She moaned around my cock as I made her come over and over again, and I didn't even try to hold back. I was pent up! From the moment I'd stuffed her in that maid uniform, I'd wanted to fuck her, and that had taken the whole trip home, plus watching her pick up my dirty clothes, plus waiting for her to return from the laundry room!
It only took me a dozen or so thrusts for me to force her mouth down my cock and just unload straight down her throat, groaning as I found sweet release. I made sure she came right alongside me, her hips bucking at the air as she spasmed and jerked, yet more drool slobbering out of her mouth. "That's a good maid! A good maid helps milk her master's cock when he gets horny looking at her sexy body!" I told her, and she wetly gurgle-moaned around my dick, saliva dribbling out of her mouth as I held her down.
Once I was completely spent down her throat, she slowly, languidly peeled up and off my cock, panting as she caught her breath. Her chin was caked with drool, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, but a smile on her lips, and a rosy pink color to her cheeks as she recovered from the arousal and facefucking. "Master, you had quite a load - oh! Your cock is still hard, Master! Do you need your sexy maid to continue to milk your cock and work out all your arousal?" She asked it genuinely excitedly, clearly wanting to keep going. I guess for her, getting forcibly dressed up by her boyfriend and made to do maid roleplay was also like foreplay that went on way too long!
"Yes, use your mouth for now while I think about-" she slurped my cock into her mouth at that point, hungrily bobbing up and down, hands resting on my thighs as she moved. I just groaned, cut off by the sensation of her throat coiling hungrily around my dick. I gave her an extra orgasm as a reward for being such a horny, eager fellatrix, and she moaned around my cock in response, eyelashes fluttering as she fucked her face on my cock. "While I, think about," I got out, "how I want, to put your sexy body to good use." I made her come at that point, enjoying the way she wetly moaned around my cock, eyelashes fluttering rapidly as she deepthroated my cock over and over, spit slipping out of her mouth and splashing onto my thighs.
My hands just gripped my bed on the edges as she dutifully, hungrily, slurped and sucked and licked on my cock, her mouth bobbing up and down, lips maintaining a tight seal around my dick. The wet glugging noises of her throat around my cock were wonderful, and I could only groan and pant, my cock throbbing in her throat as she went at my cock with relentless force. I finally gripped her head again, holding her down in my pelvis, and unloaded straight down her throat, shuddering softly as I found sweet release down there, with her gulping it all down eagerly.
When I was spent, I pulled her off my cock, and once more, she was left panting, pink-cheeked, but obviously aroused and excited for what came next. Her sclera were pink from all the exertion, and I considered just getting another blowjob. After all, it was 'cock-cleaning'! That was a maid's duty, right? On the other hand-! Actually, you know what, there was no other hand! I could make her come lots, so we could just do all blowjobs right now. "More cock-cleaning! You made it all messy with your spit and drool!" I commanded. "Clean my cock with your lips! Slurp it dry!"
"Master, how can I make it clean with my mouth when I also made it messy with my mouth?" Kiyome asked, sounding genuinely confused. I just want you to suck my cock, Kiyome! Don't apply logic to this!
"Are you questioning your master?" I demanded of her.
She let out a little pant at that, apparently enjoying the arbitrariness of the new rule! "No, Master. Sorry. I'll clean your cock off," she noted, leaning forward to slurp my cock deep into her mouth all over again, slowly swallowing it up in a long, smooth movement. I planted my hand on the back of her head, but it was just to pet her this time, luxuriating in the tight, warm wetness of her throat.
* * *
I laid on my back on the bed, panting heavily as I caught my breath. Kiyome somehow wasn't as exhausted, even though she was moving more? She peeled my shirt off my body as I laid there, my sweat making it stick a little. "Since this shirt is a 'light,' Master, I can go add it to the laundry," she said, my brain dribbling away as she headed off with my shirt, wearing the sexy maid outfit, her juices visibly trickling down her inner thighs from all her previous orgasms.
I'd come down her throat thirteen times. The desire for the cute maid girl was unmatched! My cock had finally given up, though, and as I laid there, I remembered: Tsubasa wanted to see Kiyome in her maid uniform! Also, even if it was a little strange, she thought my flaccid cock was 'cute'! Wait, hadn't I previously called that an emasculating thing to describe my dick as, instead of calling it strange? Had Tsubasa started wearing me down?!
"Maid!" I called out, and I heard as Kiyome hurriedly rushed back to the bedroom, panting as she opened the door, her big tits on full display. "Give me my phone. It's in my pants," I gestured vaguely in their direction on the floor.
"Yes, Master," Kiyome agreed, collecting my pants, fishing out my phone, and handing it to me.
"Thank you. You may go back to washing my clothes," I told her, and she nodded, dutifully leaving the bedroom. Hnng! Truly, the maid girlfriend thing was too sexy! Even my flagging cock, exhausted by the marathon blowjob session, seemed like it might regain its power thanks to her actions! I called Tsubasa! "Hey, Tsubasa, please come over to my place, I have two nice surprises for you."
"Oh, two?" Tsubasa asked. "Hmm. One of them is probably Kiyome in a maid uniform, but what could the other one be?"
"You'll see when you get here!" Hopefully! My dick was starting to come back online. "Please come by soon!" I hung up the phone at that point. I waited until I heard the washing machine start, then called out: "Maid!"
Kiyome arrived quickly. "Yes, Master?"
"Maid, my cock needs you to milk another orgasm out of it with your mouth," I told her, pointing to it. It was only half-erect. "Tsubasa is coming by, so I want to be soft for her."
"Oh! I see, Master," Kiyome agreed, clambering up onto the bed in between my legs. Her lips wrapped around my tip, slurping and suckling on it, one hand starting to jerk me off - then she just dove forward, mashing her nose into my pelvis. Since I had total orgasm control, and Tsubasa was a devil who could fly over to my place at any time, I decided to come right then and there, even though I was only about three-quarters of the way hard! Kiyome just glugged wetly around my cock, desperately gulping it down as it spurted in some mix of her throat and the back of her mouth. A little bit snorted out of her nose, but she didn't seem to mind at all, just breathing through her nostrils before leaning back to clean herself off.
The doorbell rang almost as soon as Kiyome finished licking up my cum, dabbing at the remnants with a handkerchief. Wow! Being able to just fly to your destination was really useful! I could hear Tsubasa's "okaa-sama" from way up here, and soon enough, there was Tsubasa, standing in the doorway, wearing a blouse and jeans. "Oh my," she said, her nostrils flaring. Her gaze wasn't even on my dick - it was on Kiyome's butt! Which, admittedly, was a very sexy butt, and currently in a maid uniform, so I couldn't complain. "Kiyome, you look truly beautiful dressed as a maid."
Kiyome blushed. Hey! Blush when I compliment you like that-! "Thank you, Tsubasa-sama," she said, with a soft smile. "I've been spending all afternoon cleaning and milking Master's cock."
"I see." Tsubasa's gaze went from Kiyome to my cock, and her expression lit up as she saw it, her tongue flashing out past her lips. "It's flaccid... oh my..." She breathed out, shoes clacking as she walked straight for me, my cock trying and failing to become hard again out of pure instinct. "You must have done a very good job of pleasing your master, Kiyome," Tsubasa said, before just clambering up onto the bed and diving down towards my cock, her lips wrapping around my soft cock and starting to suckle and lick lovingly.
I groaned, still sensitive down there even if I couldn't get a boner, and I just shuddered and sighed. Kiyome watched the scene, clearly perfectly happy to take a break from sex thanks to how much great sex she'd already had... ah! There was a great way she could contribute! "Maid, clean my room while Tsubasa-chan sucks my cock," I ordered. Because I wanted to watch her do menial chores! Not because my room was a mess!
"Y-yes, Master," Kiyome agreed, gulping before getting off the bed, her eyes running across my bedroom.
"Try to keep your work to places that Tsubasa-chan and I can see you," I added. My cock twitched a bit in Tsubasa's mouth, and she suckled all the harder on it, trying to somehow force me back down to pure flaccidity. I just sighed as Kiyome realized what I wanted - a sexy show of her cleaning my room, with lots of bending at the waist to show off her tits or ass - and got to work, picking up a few pieces of trash and throwing them in my room's bin, leaning down in such a way as to show off her sexy body every time.
She wasn't efficient, but it was sexy - and Tsubasa agreed, looking at her out of the corner of her eyes as she worked! It was super sexy! Also, Tsubasa kept licking and suckling on my cock, just getting more intense as my body decided to try even harder to get a boner. I shuddered and sighed under Tsubasa's hard work, her tongue dancing around, my gaze repeatedly going to the sexy maid bouncing her tits and ass all over my bedroom as she cleaned.
Tsubasa didn't mind how distracted I was, since she was also distracted! Sometimes, she'd even stop licking to just stare at Kiyome for a bit, and Kiyome definitely enjoyed being the center of attention, flushing and fidgeting as she worked. She practically bounced into the bathroom to grab some paper towels, wetting them and wiping down my desk, scrubbing at one particularly stubborn stain for several seconds before pulling away with a satisfied smile.
All the while, Tsubasa kept suckling my cock, watching Kiyome whenever she was in sight. I just relished the feeling of Tsubasa's lips around my cock, her tongue dancing inside her mouth, and my length eventually began to harden in her mouth, prompting her to get even more energetic in her fellatio, trying to wring an orgasm out of me before my cock could get fully engorged. The rapid slapping with her tongue, the hurried gulping and swallowing around my tip when it started to press against the back of her throat, her sucking and slapping of her lips, just excited me further, making my sadistic side want to bully her at least a little by letting my cock get to full mast - sorry, Tsubasa!
Soon enough, she was plastered to my dick, my cock throbbing and pulsing in her throat as she desperately gulped around my fully erect cock. My attention was now on Tsubasa, ignoring Kiyome prancing around the room as my cock furiously throbbed and twitched in her throat. She swallowed all the more rapidly, her brow furrowing as she tried to wring an orgasm out of me - and I finally let go, sighing as I unloaded straight down her throat. She eagerly gulped and licked, and didn't pull off for one second as my cock began to soften inside her mouth, smiling with her eyes as I returned to full softness.
When I glanced her way again, Kiyome was pouting slightly as she put my pens back in the cup - but when she saw I was looking at her once more, she lit up immediately, starting to sway her hips as she performed a variety of mundane tasks.
My room ended up clean, and in the end, I ended up naked, with a maid Kiyome attached to one side of my body, and Tsubasa - still in the casual clothes she'd shown up in - to the other.
They woke me up with a double blowjob, too! Ah! The harem life was definitely for me!
* * *
"Sorry, Issei-kun," Rias said, as I showed up at the building, starting to guide me to Gasper's room. "He says he won't leave unless you're there... it's much easier to get him out of his room without a fight. I can pay you for your time, since I'll probably be asking you to help with this again."
"I'm happy to support my kouhai," I said. I didn't want to look like a stingy guy who made his girlfriends pay me for stuff like this! Still, why did Safe With You apply to Gasper? He was a man! A man! It didn't make sense!
Akeno laughed lightly, apparently picking up something from my expression. "Ufufu. Issei-sama is at his cutest when he's flustered, right, Rias?"
Rias just sighed, shaking her head. "You shouldn't tease Issei-kun so much, Akeno."
"Ah? Issei-sama hates it when I tease him?" She wore a cute worried expression as she looked up at me, her lip trembling. "Issei-sama, is that true? Am I being mean to you when I tease you?"
No! I like it," I said. Did I like it? "It's fun as long as we do stuff afterwards."
"Ufufu. Issei-sama truly does have a one track mind. I'm not teasing Issei-sama right now, anyway," she said, giving my butt a light pat, and we finally arrived at Gasper's room.
I swallowed and approached. Yes, he's cute, but he's a boy. You can't make him do sex stuff with you! You can't make him change his gender! Even if he dresses like a girl, that's his choice! Actually, if you think about it, isn't it brave to continue dressing like a girl even in a situation like this?! To be so in touch with whatever makes him want to dress like a girl that he doesn't care?! Yeah, it's actually admirable that he's being this way, kind of! I knocked on the door. "Gasper?"
"Ah! Issei! Hang on, hang on! Rias didn't say you were coming!" He sounded all flustered, and I could hear something fall over inside the room. "Shoot, shoot-! Please wait a second, okay?! I'm not decent! Eee! Don't open the door, for real, okay?!"
"Ufufu. He really is just like a maiden in love when Issei-sama is around."
Rias just sighed. "Of course he is. Gasper doesn't want to be a hikikomori, so the fact that Issei provides him with the ability to leave his room with confidence makes him act attached. You shouldn't read too much into it, Akeno."
Yeah, Akeno! Our friendship is purely platonic!
"Okay. Okay," Gasper said. He was now on the other side of the door, clearly hyping himself up to open it, so I just stood there patiently and let him take the initiative. I could hear his heavy breathing as he readied himself.
It took him a while. I'm pretty sure he touched the doorknob, then withdrew his hand, then touched the doorknob, at least three times. But then, finally, he pulled it open.
He was wearing a cute maid outfit. Even though he was a guy he wore it bashfully yet gracefully at once, with all the energy of a shy girl who's prepared homemade chocolates for the first time as he stared up at me, hands clasped in front of him. "I-Issei-kun, h-how do you like th-this cosplay of mine?"
I stared at him, time seeming to telescope around me, my brain trapped like an old sci fi computer confronted with a paradox. Gasper was a super cute maid! Gasper was a boy! Gasper was looking for my approval at having put on sexy fetish wear! I was straight! Gasper was adorable! Gasper was male!
"Ufufu. It looks like your outfit had a strong effect on Issei-sama, Gasper."
"I-is that good? Do you like it? I-I heard that you like maids..."
"Gasper!" I planted one hand firmly on his shoulder, and he straightened up immediately. My brain had only one thing I could say! "I know somebody who can turn boys into girls, if you want to keep trying to seduce me then I need you to be a girl, okay?! If you're a girl then you can seduce me all you want and I promise to make you feel really good!"
Gasper stared up at me, his mouth slightly agape. I'm sorry, Gasper! But it had to be said!
"Issei! You can't just make Gasper do that sort of thing!" I'm sorry, Rias! But it had to be said!
"So cruel... you didn't even say that Gasper looks good in that outfit." I'm sorry, Akeno! You're right!
"You look really good in that outfit, but you're a guy! Please get your gender changed if you're going to try looking so sexy for me! I barely managed to hold back when I took Kiyome out to buy a sexy maid uniform, and even then, I immediately took her home, had her start one load of laundry, and then we had sex basically all night!" Gasper's cheeks turned scarlet at that, and he slammed the door shut.
No longer confronted by my stupidly sexy kouhai, I could restart my brain to see Rias looking at me in annoyance, and Akeno just looking amused at my behavior.
"Sorry, Gasper! If you want to dress as a girl as a hobby, that's okay, but if you're going to seduce me, please get your gender changed! I'll give you Azazel-chan's phone number so you can talk to her about it!"
Rias just shook her head slowly, while Akeno laughed.
Sorry! But it's the truth!
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