Chapter 1 - Chapter1: New Family

Chapter 1: New family



“The fuck do you mean I have a mom?!” Were the words that echoed in a lawyer's office in Tokyo.


The only two people inside were a well-dressed older man sitting behind a desk, and a young man who had surged to his feet when he had asked the question.


The young man was a model of fitness, standing at 190 cm tall, with well-defined muscles and broad shoulders. Contrary to his build, he was baby-faced, almost androgynous, with black hair highlighted in white, and purple, almost pink eyes. Touma Kuou, 17, had lost his father a few days ago to an accident, and had been called over to this office


The older man, with his no-nonsense expression, cleanly-shaved beard, his slicked-back hair, and his three-piece suit was Hishikawa Goemon, a lawyer, and the one who was holding onto Touma Junpei’s last will.


He massaged his brow as he looked up at the angry teenager towering above him.


“I mean that, in your father’s last will, he had asked for you to go live with your mother if he had the misfortune to pass away before your majority.”


“I heard that the first time!” Kuou interjected, still standing and fists clenched. “Why would he want me to go to a woman I never met? Hell, does he even know where she lives?”


“Her phone number and current address were in the will.” The lawyer answered calmly. “I contacted her already.”


“Ah! Did she tell you she didn’t have a son?” The question was rhetorical, but the venom was real.


Goemon sighed.


“She was saddened to hear about your father’s passing, and was quite open to welcoming you into her home.” The older man picked up a sheet of paper, and extended it to Kuou. The teen took it and began to read it.


“Her name is Kawakami Maya.” Goemon continued, giving the information that was on the paper he just handed. “ And yes, the same Kawakami that has been making waves in both fashion and politics.” He added, seeing Kuou’s raised eyebrows.


It was understandable, in the last 20 years, Kawakami Textile had become the most popular brand in East Asia. The current matriarch of the family, Kawakami Yuko, had given the position of CEO to one of her daughters, Kawakami Ruruko, just so that she could begin her career in politics. Her main slogan was “Liberty of Body and Mind,” and she was a fervent advocate of a less prudish Japan. The fact that Kawakami Textile’s main subsidiary, Rented Paradise, was involved in the sex toy and porn industry was clearly a coincidence.


“I have also invited her to meet you here.” Goemon leaned back in his chair after dropping that bomb. “She should be here soon.”


Tock, tock, tock.


Before Kuou could respond, they heard the sound of someone knocking at the door.


“Speak of the devil.” Kuou heard Goemon whisper. “You can enter!”


Two things jumped at Kuou’s eyes once he saw his supposed mother. First, he clearly inherited her face, and now knew where the white highlight and pink eyes came from. She had a soft, motherly face and fair skin. Her hair, eyebrows and lashes were all white, but the resemblance was here.


Second, she was stacked! Fat breasts which still hung high, a thin waist that swelled at the hips to make place for a mouth-watering ass, and it was a miracle the pantyhose hadn’t already ripped from holding those massive thighs, carried by long legs. She was wearing an ordinary white shirt, black jacket, knee-length pencil skirt and pantyhose combo, but it looked sinful on that hourglass body that threatened to burst out of her clothes.


It was also surprising that he didn’t have to look down much to meet her eyes. He was quite tall, especially compared to the average Japanese person. He must have also inherited that from her. His father had only been 170 cm tall, after all.


There was an awkward silence for a moment, then Goemon stood up. 


“Kawakami-san, Welcome. As per the will’s instruction, I will give you two a moment alone. Knock on the door when you are finished.” With that said, he abruptly left, escaping as fast as Kuou wanted to right now.


After another moment of silence, the one to break it was Maya.


“It is nice to meet you Kuou-kun.” Her voice was soft like velvet, and sent a shiver down the teenager’s spine. She was dangerous! No wonder Kuou’s father put a baby in her.


“Kawakami-san.” He nodded to her. He had reacted angrily to the news, but in hindsight, his father had never spoken badly of her. As far as he was aware, they left on good terms shortly after his birth. He would try, mostly for his father’s sake.


“I am sorry to hear about Junpei. He was a dear friend.” Maya solemnly said, eyes getting misty.


“Thanks.” Kuou replied. “Why did you come?” The words came out of his mouth before he realized it. He did try, but his emotions were still in shambles from his father’s death, and this sudden meeting wasn’t making it better.


His mother flinched, and something flickered in her gaze.


“You have every right to be angry at me. I just want to tell you I had my reasons to do what I did, I will reveal everything, and I hope that you can bear living at least a year with us – or as long as you’re comfortable with it.”


“Us?” He really was hoping he wasn’t going to have to deal with a father-in-law.


“Ah! Yes, you have three half-sisters. Two older than you and one younger.” Her face brightened when she told him that, maybe because they were going away from painful topics.


That surprised Kuou. Maya certainly looked motherly, but she didn’t have the figure of someone who had four children.


He scratched his hair, his expression warping for a moment as he thought about it.


“Fine.” He relented. “It’s not like I have anywhere else to go.” His grandparents, on his father’s side, passed away peacefully a few years ago, and Junpei was an only child.


Maya smiled brightly, her pink eyes flashing in the light. She gave a knock on the door, letting Goemon know he was welcomed back into his own office.


“I hope your talk went well. Now, let’s talk about this will.”











3 days later, Tokyo


The rest of the will was simple. Junpei had given everything to Kuou, and he would get his inheritance the day of his 18th birthday. The only other thing had been the request to contact Maya Kawakami and have her take care of their child until he reached majority.


Three days later, Kuou now stood in front of a house, with the Summer heat beating on his head. The property was something like 500m² and delimited by a wall. The western-styled house was placed in the center, and stood two stories tall. All in all, it took a fifth of the space. The rest was dedicated to a nice garden in the front of the house, and a patch of grass behind where they had dug a swimming pool. It was quite humble for a family so filthy rich, actually. Maya had told him she bought this place to get out of the family manor, which explained some things.


It was quite the change from the small apartment he shared with his father in Hokkaido.


Maya stood next to him. She pulled up in her car with a hired moving crew that took his furniture, the belongings he would put in his room, and some mementos of his father. 


The ride had been spent making idle talk, mostly talking about Kuou’s father’s antics. She had met him after finishing college, and they had fooled around for a bit. That didn’t surprise him, Junpei was a single parent that took care of his kid, but, in Kuou’s opinion, he was quite the playboy too. It wasn’t surprising when most nights, he came back with a lady that could range from a college student to a pent-up milf. Sometimes he even brought two or three, with a lot of repeat customers. Kuou’s sex ed. had started quite early, when he woke up to his father making the most of an oyakodon.


What surprised Kuou, but in hindsight shouldn’t have due to the Kawakami family’s reputation, was that Junpei was only one of Maya’s many sex friends. The fact that she had two daughters a few years older than him, before meeting Junpei, most likely meant she had been a teen mom.


On Maya’s end, she had liked hearing about Junpei after so long. And he sounded like he had been a good dad.


As they entered the house, the first floor revealed itself. A short hallway with a dresser for shoes and hooks for coats on the side. After a few steps, you had a door on the left leading to a spacious dining room attached to a wide kitchen. On one end, you had a space filled with a sofa and three armchairs, all facing a TV. In the middle, there was a nice, wooden, carved dining table. On the other end of the room, there was a counter dividing the kitchen space from the rest of the dining room.


Then, back in the hallway, you had another hallway leading to stairs, with two doors on the side. One led to a gym, equipped with all the equipment needed, the other to a bathroom with a sink, toilet, shower and a grand, square bath. You could fit 5 people inside easily.


There were two flights of stairs, one going up, the other going down. Maya told him the latter went to the cellar. The one going to the second floor had all the rooms. One for her and each of her daughters, plus two guest rooms, one of which had been repurposed for Kuou. His new room was filled with boxes, but the furniture was already put down. He had access to a king-sized bed, a desk where he would put his school stuff and laptop, and a recessed closet set in the wall opposed to the desk. And that still left quite a wide space in the center. There was also a nice window that he could open to let some air in


“Hey.” He turned towards Maya after inspecting the room he would sleep in from now on. “Where are your daughters, actually?”


“They are outside. They like to go out since it’s Summer vacation right now. But they should be home soon. I warned them we would be here by the end of the afternoon.”


That also reminded Kuou of the fact that he was going to transfer to a closer school at the beginning of the second term. He still had three weeks to get everything ready, and with how on top of things Maya was, he shouldn’t have to worry about his uniform. She even told him, during the car-ride, that she had the lessons from his year sent to him so that he could see if his new school had started a lesson on anything he hadn’t in his former one.


“Well, I guess that is everything.” The mother of four fidgeted. “My room is at the end of the hallway, and that is also my office, so if you need anything you know where to find me. If you want a snack, there are some in the kitchen’s fridge. And I really hope you will like living with us.”


“Thanks.” The words were honest. He couldn’t argue that she wasn’t trying to make him as comfortable as possible. “I guess I’ll take a shower and then begin emptying my stuff.”


“Of course, take your time.” With a nod, she left him alone.


The moment she closed the door to her own room, Kuou let out a sigh. He should really take that shower. He took a clean change of clothes and a towel from a box and went down the stairs. He quickly entered the bathroom and got out of his sweaty clothes.


He zoned out as the hot water hit his body.


After cleaning himself up, he cut off the water, and heard some voices outside of the bathroom.


“Hoooot~.” he heard a squeaky, feminine voice moan. “Dibs on the bathroom!”


“No fair! I want to get the salt out of my hair, too!” Another softer voice whined.


Before he could pick up a towel, the door opened letting out two women barge in. They froze as they saw him in the buff.


The two were prime examples of shortstacks. One was taller than the other, but even the top of her head would have barely reached the middle of his abs. Her button-up blouse let out her vast cleavage exposed, revealing tan marks, and her bubble butt popped out from behind her skirt. He couldn’t call her a gyaru, though, because she looked far too sweet. Her round face looked innocent compared to her bombshell body. Her long white hair had two triangular protrusions on the sides, looking like cat ears, and she possessed the same pink eyes as Maya and he did.


The other girl was even smaller than the other. She was at eye-level with his crotch. However, it seemed like any height she lost to her sister, she put on her breasts and ass. Those were shelves where someone could put their drinks without any risk of it falling. Her white hair was put in half-twintails, letting some of her hair spill behind her back. Her face, and especially her eyes, were sharper than her sister’s. They were also red opposed to the expected pink. She wore a shirt tied beneath her chest, letting people see her flat belly, and it also let an impressive amount of side-boobs uncovered. She clearly wasn’t wearing a bra. Her jeans-shorts were too small to contain all of that ass-meat and let half of her asscheeks out.


Before he could cover himself, a third woman entered the doorframe, and looked him up and down. Whereas the other two were vanilla shortstacks, she was a tall, chocolate bombshell. Dark skin, hourglass figure rivaling Maya, and like her, also tall enough to look him in the eye without having to crane her head up. Her long, black hair rested beneath her ass, and long bangs were framing her face. A long-sleeved shirt and some jeans were hugging her well formed body tight, leaving almost nothing to the imagination even though it covered everything.


As much as he was looking at them, they were also looking at his bare body, and all three of them liked what they saw. A tall, muscular body. As he moved to cover himself, they observed how every muscles twitched and flexed. His face was also nice to look at, but what their eyes focused on the most, was the rising cock that he was failing at covering. At first, they would have missed it, but Kuou was a grower. 10cm quickly grew. 15, 20, 30. 30 cm of girthy man-meat was trying to point at the females in the room even with its owner trying to push it down with a towel.


“Mommy likes.” The shortest one giggled.


“Didn’t mom said our brother would be here today?” The tallest one realized quickly what was going on and averted her eyes. The middle one ‘eeped’ and covered her eyes.


The smaller one?


 “Nice cock, bro.” She gave him a thumb-up.


That was how Kuou met his sisters.

