Chapter 1 - Chizuru's Christmas Present

Notes - All characters in this story are the age of 18 or above. This means that if a character happens to be under this age in the show canonically, in this story they are to be depicted as an adult version of them. I do not want to nor wish to condone sexual intercourse with minors. 


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Tags - Blowjob, Public Sex, Creampie.
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Kazuya Kinoshita, a young man in his early twenties and a reluctant student at University, had finally found himself his first love. After abruptly being dumped by his ex-girlfriend, he had conducted some soul searching through some very difficult times, where he’d been anything but content. Lonely, and most evidently, he grew to become desperate for love, or at the very least, a woman’s affection. Pathetically enough, the troubled youth had booked an “date” with a rental girlfriend on a whim, and had somehow found himself catching feelings for the highly prestigious and beautiful woman who had seemed to charm him from the very first time they met, going by the name of Mizuhara. 


After getting to know her over the course of their many dates, and a large sum of money being extracted from Kazuya’s pockets, he was confident that there was no other explanation for the butterfly nerves in his stomach. It had now been a couple months since they’ve met, and if anyone were to ask him, Kazuya could state that their relationship had the very least evolved to that of relatively close friends. However, of course a virgin and more so a man as desperate as he was wouldn’t be satisfied with just being friends, hoping some day that his feelings would reach her, if he was capable of mustering the courage to confess. Not that he was remotely close to confident that Mizuhara, or rather, Chizuru Ichinose would return his feelings. It didn’t hurt to try, right? After all, he had made up his mind that on the day of Christmas Eve, he would muster the courage within himself to spill all of these pent up feelings, deciding that it was finally time and that no matter what transpired, he would live with the results. 


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“Man… I didn’t expect that Mizuhara would be rented out on an important day like Christmas Eve… I figured she would’ve kept that night available for her family, or someone else that was special.. Honestly, I thought I was naive myself thinking she would take the time out of her holidays spending time with a man like me..” pondered Kazuya, who was now walking the busy and joyous streets near the crack of nighttime, having practically nothing to do since his plans had been spoiled. Maybe he wanted to bask in the city's glow of festivities, but it was all going to backfire without him knowing. A part of him felt jealous that there was a client out there that was somehow capable of scoring a date on Christmas Eve, leaving Kazuya with wandering thoughts and a self-depreciating mood.  
And lo’ and behold, speaking of the devil, whatever term you would want to call it, Chizuru Mizuhara was standing right there. He could notice the woman of his dreams from a mile away, there was a certain aura that she carried around with her, almost as if Kazuya felt graced by being in the vicinity of her presence. 


“Hey, Mizuha!-” 


Almost as if a lump was formed in his throat so that he could no longer speak, Kazuya hesitated to complete his sentence and froze in place when he’d realized that there was another man by Mizuhara’s side. Of course, with her occupation being that of a rental girlfriend, he was already aware that there were numerous occasions where she had to pretend and act like someone else’s girlfriend. Since they weren’t dating, or close to it even, all Kazuya could do was try not to think too hard about it, it wasn’t like Mizuhara harboured any special feelings for her clients, after all.


And yet, there was something different about this man, even a complete stranger might’ve been able to tell at a glance. Mizuhara always had an artificial side to herself, one that Kazuya referred to as her girlfriend mode, but for some reason, the way she was acting and behaving around this man almost felt natural. Kazuya had been with her enough to notice the minor details, noticing when she was faking a smile, or acting selflessly to accommodate his mood. 


“Huh?... Is that really her client?...”


It wasn’t the most socially acceptable thing to do, in fact Kazuya himself had no idea what possessed him to act in such a manner, but he felt like standing nearby and perhaps eavesdropping on their conversation, trying to figure out who this man was. Luckily, Chizuru and her Christmas date had opted to take a seat down at a set of public tables, as Kazuya took the seat behind him and wore his hood up so that he wouldn’t be noticed. He happened to be facing in the direction that Chizuru’s mysterious companion was facing, and he immediately noticed how handsome the man was, almost as if he were a supermodel himself. 


“It’s been a while since we’ve last seen each other, hasn’t it, Chizuru-chan?..” he spoke, in a teasing manner that made Chizuru feel somewhat embarrassed. Kazuya couldn’t see, but he could tell that she was blushing. 


“Y-Yes, it has been..”


“The last time we’ve spent time together was during that trip together with our fellow actors, right?.. I had a lot of fun.” he spoke suggestively, clearly enjoying the bashful expression on Chizuru’s face which was now showing a bright shade of red. 


“.......”


“Huh?!... What the hell’s up with this atmosphere?... Fellow actors?.. So this guy isn’t just a mere client, after all..” thought Kazuya.


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It didn’t feel right sitting around and casually eavesdropping on their conversation, stooping at a level that felt even too low for a man like Kazuya. After several minutes passed by, he felt as if it was time for him to leave. Whatever was going on between the two was none of his business, and he would live with the results and ask her about it the day after, maybe. That is, until he heard a certain few words that snatched his attention, piquing his curiosity and making him sweat with anxiety. 


“Wanna do it?..” 


He thought for sure that Chizuru would get upset and turn him down, if “doing it” was what he assumed he was talking about. There was no way to tell for sure, especially since there was the possibility that remained that he was simply hearing things. Kazuya nearly passed out when he noticed the fine-looking man wrap his arms around Chizuru’s shoulders, leaning in closer and whispering to each other in a way that nobody near them could possibly hear. 


“Mizuhara… You’re not turning him down?.. Usually, if any other man were to flirt with you.. You’d have rejected them already!... Don’t tell me-... She’s interested in him?...” 


There were so many things racing through his mind that he felt empty headed, admitting to himself that pursuing them further wasn’t the morally right thing to do. And yet, he couldn’t help but follow them, wondering where they were going. Chizuru was holding the man’s hand as he took her away, almost symbolizing any hopes and dreams he had of dating her being stripped away right in front of his very eyes. As he walked and tried his hardest to maintain composure, Kazuya desperately hoped that the bad feeling in his stomach didn’t have a reason, and that this turned out to all be a misunderstanding. 


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“E-Eh?... Wait, here?!... What the hell are you doing, idiot?.. What if someone sees us?!..” scolded Mizuhara, who was blushing mightily as her back was pressed against the wall, with her hands pinned above her head as the man was trailing kisses down the nape of her exposed neck. 


“Hmm?.. You said it was alright, didn’t you?..”


“I-I did!.. But I never expected you to want to do it here!..” 


“Huh?.. I wasn’t going to do you outside.. I’m just impatient and wanted to have a little preview for later.” smirked the man, caressing the nice curves of her ample figure and running his fingers up her back and embracing her tightly. 


Kazuya couldn’t dare peek down the alleyway, finding it odd that the couple had randomly taken a turn into some random location. It wasn’t like she was cheating on him, after all, he wasn’t even sure if she returned his feelings. But, he was so overcome with jealousy that a bead of sweat was dripping down his forehead, frozen in place as all he could hear behind him was the slight moans and sweet voice of his most desired woman, fooling around and making out with another man. What he so desperately was snatched away, all of those naive, foolish daydreaming about snagging Chizuru as his girlfriend all whittling into nothingness. 


“Mmnph!~.. W-Wait… You’re always so persistent!..” the beautiful brunette complained, whimpering when her lips were taken again and locked into a passionate liplocking that left her breathless, always finding her on the edge of her heels whenever spending time with this man. 


Their relationship was a little bit difficult to explain. Were they boyfriend and girlfriend?.. No.. But they weren’t just friends either.. And neither of them were sure if they held any romantic sentiments for one another… But, one thing was for certain.. Chizuru would never be able to forget that night they spent together, after a party where the two had probably taken in too much alcohol for their liking, they’d woken up in the same bed completely stark naked the morning after. If she couldn’t remember what happened the night before, then she for sure remembered it when they had fucked immediately after when the man laid eyes upon her naked figure. 


Chizuru’s legs felt weak as felt the beating of her heart rising rapidly, hating that she was actually turned on from the adventurous rush surging through her body. Kissing wasn’t something she’d done frequently with another boy, despite her incredible looks, there wasn’t a lot of time for her to secure a boyfriend. That’s why, any skills or talents that she’d developed in terms of kissing, making out, or sex, was all thanks to the attractive man who was currently tongue deep within her orifice. Their hot breathing was sending him into a frenzy, always incapable of controlling his libido ever since that fateful night together. The way things were progressing now, there was no way that he’d be satisfied with just a simple kiss. 


“Fuck, Chizuru… I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can wait…”


“Huh?!.. .Are you crazy?!...” she responded, wiping her sore lips that were wet with saliva from the constant sucking, nipping and licking during their hot makeout session. 


“But, look… I can’t walk around in public with this poking out of my pants, now can I?” taunted the man, grabbing ahold of her tiny wrist and pressing her palm against the bulge of his raging erection, earning a squeal from the flustered brunette.


“T-That’s not my problem!.. You were the one who suddenly brought me here and started kissing me!..”


“Yeah, but it was your naughty technique that made me like this.. So, take responsibility, will you?.. I’ll pay it back in kind when we’re at your place.” 


“Ugh!~.. You’re such an idiot!..” 


“Come on.. If you’re not careful, I’ll just start fucking you right here…”


“F-Fine!.. I’ll-.. I’ll jerk you off!..” 
“Nah… I want more than that.. Come on, take me in that sweet little mouth of yours..”


“Y-You want me to suck your dick out here?!..” 


“What's the difference from giving me a handjob?..” 


Kazuya knew that he shouldn’t be hearing this conversation, that this was a private matter between two people that were definitely interested in each other. He was originally under the impression that this man was up to no good, but now it was obvious that Chizuru wasn’t doing anything of this without her consent. 


“So much for my dream Christmas Eve…” he thought, defeated. After taking a deep sigh, and figuring that enough was enough, Kazuya put his hood up and started walking away, with his head tilted down and heading back towards his home. 


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“This asshole… I can’t believe he’s actually making me do this..” thought Chizuru, glaring up towards the man who was looking down straight at her, a victorious smile on his face with a loud slurp echoing throughout the alleyway. He absolutely loved a sloppy blowjob, always telling her to never feel shy about making noise either. And if she wanted to find the quickest way of getting off of squatting down on the floor, then that would be to make this troublesome jerk cum hard and as fast as possible. 


“I can’t believe how good you’ve gotten, Chizuru.. It feels like just yesterday when you’d accidentally used your teeth.” teased the man, greatly enjoying the woman’s facial expressions that conveyed all of the irritated thoughts in her head. 


She didn’t hate him, or anything. It was just that his personality was a little hard to deal with sometimes, especially when he was poking fun at her like this. And the sex, it wasn’t necessarily bad either. In fact, it was pretty amazing. His cock was really sturdy, with a lot of veins on it, and at a length that made her gasp upon the first time seeing it. Given his looks, it was obvious that he was a playboy, and his exceptional experience in bed showcased it too. 


If there was anything she hated at this very moment, it was the fact that Chizuru was actually getting wet from sucking on that stupidly large dick of his. Pressing the large slab of meat up against the roof of her mouth using the strength of her eager and wet tongue, her heart fluttered at the noise of his unavoidable groans. No matter how cool and composed the man tried to act on the outside, there were times where she’d overwhelm him with her technique. Though, he hated to admit it, constantly wanting to be in the driving seat of pushing all of her buttons and slowly turning Chizuru into his personal little whore. Chizuru cracked a smile with his dick still locked in between the softness of her lips, making the man blush and avert his gaze elsewhere, refusing to concede defeat as he placed his hand on the back of her head, pushing it forward and jabbing the back of her throat with his bulbous meaty mushroom cockhead. 


The act alone forced Chizuru to gag. One would think that this rough treatment would piss her off beyond belief, and that his careless actions would’ve put an abrupt end to their sexual relationship. This was actually the first time she’d even attempted to deepthroat him, or rather, she was forced to after striking her first victory over him on the night. Considering it was a joyous occasion and all, given that it was Christmas Eve, Chizuru treated this like her present for him, allowing him to stroke his ego and close her tear-filled eyes and hanging her jaw wide. 


“Huh?!... She’s really okay with this?..” he questioned in disbelief, breath ragged as he stared at the surprisingly slutty expression worn on her face, with her lips covered in saliva that was dripping down from the base of his hefty cock. It was clear that she was having trouble breathing, or rather handling all of this meat. Not only was he considerably bigger than the rest, but there weren’t many women in the world that were capable of taking him this deep towards the root. The sentiment alone that a gorgeous, refined woman like Chizuru was actually allowing him to hump her face sent him over the edge, unleashing a series of pleasured moans that were shameless in nature, not even caring anymore about his appearance and solely focusing on the impending load that was being squeezed from out of his testicles. 


“Unnggh… Chizuru?... Hold on, I’m gonna blow…” warned the man, who was pathetically moaning despite his previous bravado. His grip tightened around her luscious brunette locks, as Chizuru moaned heartily in response, sending delightable vibrations that made it even harder to contain his excessively powerful orgasm. It served as a sign of consent, exhaling heavily through her nostrils as her head was jerked back and forth, wet sloppy saliva flinging from her lips as they constantly smacked against his pubic region.  


“Cumming?.. Is he cumming?.. Come on, where is it?..” 


The way her pleading eyes stared right back at him served as the final straw, a shiver sent throughout his entire being as he grunted and a flood of white gushing semen spewed directly from out of the slit of his penis and drenched in the insides of her warm mouth with his spunk. Chizuru’s eyes widened and she gasped from the sheer load that was the biggest she’d ever seen, instinctively backing away as a considerable amount travelled directly down her throat. 


“N-No!.. Suck all of it out!..” panted the man, holding her head still after her lips plopped past the circumference of his head, making a mess of her face as a second spurt spilled onto her half-opened lips, dripping down and landing on her tongue as Chizuru closed her eyes and groaned before taking him back into her mouth. Wrapping her wet muscle underneath the head, ensuring that her beautiful face wouldn’t be sullied further, an angry vein popping near her temple from the hot semen landing into her cleavage. 


“O-Oh my god, Chizuru!.. You’re sucking me dry!..” he moaned with praise, watching as the squatting brunette dug her nails into his hips as if to display her anger with his carelessness. Completely forgetting that it was her fault for biting off more than she could chew, forced to swallow his salty load that made her pussy lips quiver at the mere thoughts of what she was doing. 


“Jesus christ… Chizuru… That was amazing!...” 


Annoyed that she was being complimented for something like this, Chizuru karate chopped the side of his leg and peeled his softening member from her wet lips, opening her mouth and allowing a thick viscous pool of semen that dripped down her tongue and onto the floor. 


“Hey, you’re spilling some of it!..”


“There’s too much of it, and I already swallowed so much!.. You idiot.. I can’t believe you came so much, look at the mess you’ve made!..” complained Chizuru, staring down at her chest that was slightly covered with cum. 


“Hehe, sorry about that!.. I promise, I’ll make it up to you!..”


“Whatever… Consider this your christmas present.. Jerk..” said Chizuru, pouting as she wiped a glob of semen from her tits with her thumb,  as well as cleaning her lips with the back of her hand. 


“Did it taste good?...”


“Shut up!...”


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Later that night….


“What the hell is this?... I went home to get away from all of this..” thought Kazuya, who was curled up in a ball with pillows covering his ears. He’d never been aware of how thin the walls were separating both of their rooms until now, with Chizuru’s boisterous moans echoing past his walls that failed to prevent noise from escaping. On the other side, the woman who he’d spent so much time with over the past few months, was getting absolutely railed by a man who he’d never even seen before. Their secretive relationship that blossomed sometime behind his back, all of it was being revealed in the worst way possible. 


Mizuhara was down on her knees laying face-front on her bed, with her arms being yanked back while having her fine ass slammed into by the force of the man’s powerful hips. He wasn’t relenting, either. Slowly grooming her into growing accustomed to rough, primal fucking. It was such a rough pounding that Chizuru could hardly breathe properly, incapable of uttering anything other than prolonged hungry moans that completely enveloped the room. She’d lost track of how many times it was now that her pussy had been beaten into a climax, completely cumdrunk and forgetting entirely about the possibilty of being overheard. Kazuya, nor the other neighbours were on her mind, solely enamoured by the stud of a man driving her wild with numerous orgasms. 


“Has sex always felt this good?...” she thought, entirely consumed by lust.


Chizuru gasped when the massive rod reached unparalleled depth, kissing right up against the entrance of her womb as the unfamiliar sensation elicited orgasmic moans that overwhelmed even the sounds of their wet skin clashing together. It felt like her legs were trembling from having already endured the constant onslaught of his massive, virile brutus cock. At some point, the room started to smell of the scent of raw sex, filling the air after her leaking pussy had begun to spew her tangy juices. They’d lost how many times they’d already cum, and at this point of their steamy intercourse, Chizuru hardly cared that they’d ran out of condoms. Normally, she was stingy and strict enough to yell at him to put it on, despite the man’s insistence that going bareback feels one hundred times better. Considering this was her first time taking his dick completely raw, the trembling brunette could not stop herself from shamefully cumming. A depraved, dirty look on her face with her tongue hanging from the sides of her lips as her inner walls contracted and constricted the rod of his girthy cock, stirring her deep from within and finding and nudging against her G-spot. 


“F-Fuck!~... It’s soooooo goooddd…..” an extremely sexy moan escaped from Chizuru’s lips, leaving the embarrassed woman gasping at the realization of what had just spewed from her mouth. Despite how many times they’ve fucked, it wasn’t often that she’d been this vocal. Typically the type to display her affections through action, not through her words. After all, in her eyes, praising the man for his wonderful cock would be the same as surrendering herself to him. And for a woman as proud as Chizuru, that was a tough pill to swallow, despite how valid it may have been. 


“God, Chizuru!~... Your tight pussy is going to make me cum!~... I can do it inside, right?... I can?...” pleaded the man, wishing for nothing more but to fill this beautiful woman up with his cum. 


A few seconds and thrusts went by as Chizuru remained silent, biting down on the blanket sheets and weeping from pure incessant pleasure, feeling her entire body twitch every time the man would swing his hips and purposefully attack her most sensitive areas. 


“What’s it gonna be?.. I can’t keep it in much longer!..” he urged, biting his bottom lip as the pacing of his wildly flailing hips began to lose control. 


There definitely may have been consequences if the two weren’t careful, and a perfectly rational and calm Chizuru would have made the swift decision to avoid such possibilities by demanding him to pull out. However, in the current state of mind she was in, after enduring numerous rounds of heated, panting sex. Her womb and quivering pussy were practically begging for the time of their lives, trapping his member from the sheer tightness of her vagina wrapping around his cock. 


“Mhmmm!~...”


“Huh?!... It’s alright?..”


“Y-Yes, fuck!~... Just do it already!... I can’t-... I’m going to cum!~..”


“Here goes, Chizuru!~.... Ohhhhhhhh!!!~.....”


Their bodies spasmed in unison, as a copious amount of seed nearly equal to the load that she struggled to swallow down her mouth filled her insides to the brim. Chizuru’s eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head from the sensation of being creampied by viscous, thick semen spilling from her trembling sex that had just undergone numerous rounds of blissful ecstasy. Finally spent after over an hour of great, memorable fucking, the man toppled over her naked figure and carressed her curvaceous figure with his needy hands, inhaling the scent of her hair and grabbing two handfuls of her supple breasts. 


“God, Chizuru.. I think I might fall in love with you..”


“Shut up, idiot..” she responded, bashfully covering her face as she whimpered at the sensation of his penis that was still pumping white fluid within her vagina. 


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Kazuya couldn’t sleep the entire night, staying up until the morning doing nothing but drinking his sorrows. He was a complete mess, just like he was when his first and only girlfriend had broken up with him before he was even capable of landing a kiss on her. His urge to call Chizuru or to plan another date had all but gone away, and he was slowly coming to the realization that it was time to start from zero, and try to find another fish in the sea as it was clear that the greatest of them all had already been snatched away, right before his very eyes. 


