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Tae Tae Tae
-by Drace Domino
By the time Sae Niijima woke up, the smell of sweat and sex was still heavy in the air. She woke up face-down against a pillow that carried a unique blend of aromas, from the pleasure that it had witnessed over the past long night to the starchy fragrance of whatever potent cleaning product used by the Shibuya Love Hotel. Considering the sort of clients that tended to frequent such places, it was a particularly strong product that made the fabric stiff and coarse, though the ambient moisture that had collected against it served to make it comfortable enough. As Sae’s eyes fluttered and her nostrils flared with a heavy breath in her waking moments, the prosecutor’s body straightened out with a long and lazy stretch - shoulders squaring and calves extending to explore her reach and work out any of the soreness that had formed during her slumber. The mere fact that neither her arms or legs bumped into anyone else was enough to suggest that she was alone on the queen sized bed that morning, and that certainly wasn’t the case when she passed out the night before.
With cloudy vision and an even cloudier head, Sae pushed her palms against the mattress and slowly started to ease herself up into a sitting position. The sheets were a tangled mess around her naked body, and she scooped them up against her chest as she swiveled onto her backside, looking from wall to wall to confirm that she truly was alone. The love hotel was an absolute mess in the wake of last night’s celebration, but at least the last person out had the foresight to close the door behind them. The prosecutor’s eyes narrowed as she continued to survey the mess before her, only distracted by the errant few shreds of light that managed to escape between the thick hotel curtains. It couldn’t have been any later than mid-morning, and yet…she felt like she’d been asleep for days. Hard mornings typically followed fun nights, after all.
The silver-haired woman took a few moments to collect herself, sitting there in the center of the bed with nothing more than the desperate morning light from outside to greet her. Before long she shifted the bed sheets up around her shoulders to protect her from an early chill, and her slender arms slowly shifted down over her bare chest to close around her abdomen. Legs tucked in, knees bent, toes curled, she found herself shivering in the moment - though it wasn’t all from the cold. How could it be, when so many memories were slowly soaking into her mind? For a room she’d only occupied for less than twelve hours, the room in the love motel was absolutely filled with them, and as Sae shook the cobwebs from her mind, there was no place her eyes could drift that didn’t accompany a stark flash of vibrant thought - a piercing, crystal clear recollection of something she’d done in the past half day.
Starting with the space right in front of her - the foot of the bed.
That was where the fun all started. Sitting at the foot of the bed, Sae Niijima had one leg crossed over the other’s knee and a single arm stretched to the side in order to wrap around another woman’s waist. It was that of the doctor that ran a small clinic near Leblanc’s in Youngen-Jaya - Tae Takemi. In truth, Sae didn’t know her all that well, but nobody could’ve guessed as much considering how the two were getting along. Gentle caresses delivered by delicate fingers, rumps perfectly aligned side-by-side on the bed, the soft brushing of lips over flesh as they leaned in towards each other’s throat. There was a lovely scent overtaking them that was nothing short of a blend of both their respective perfumes, whether it was Sae’s professional and slightly stuffy fragrance or Tae’s more experimental and risque style. For a doctor, she seemed pretty cavalier about appearances, just as she was rather bold in how she fondled the prosecutor that had been crazy enough to escort her to the Shibuya love hotel. At a certain point, Sae was left gasping as she felt Tae’s teeth close gently against her barely-exposed shoulder blade, and in the same fluid motion the doctor took one of Sae’s knees in her grasp and pushed it to the far corner of the bed, causing her thighs to spread.
“I believe you’re already appropriately excited,” Tae’s voice was calm and clinical, a far cry from the fact that Sae herself had barely done anything more than whimper since they arrived. As the doctor’s hand left Sae’s knee it steadily began to work inwards, walking across the inside of her thigh to where the silver-haired woman’s business slacks covered her. Before long, there were clever fingers kneading against the front of the fabric - teasing, twisting, toying, up until the point that Sae couldn’t help but to unleash the faintest hint of a whimper from her throat. It was mild, but enough for Tae to give a thoughtful chuckle and press the issue further. “My my, even more than I expected. You’re going to make for quite the co-collaborator tonight, Ms. Niijima. So tell me…are you prepared?”
At the time, Sae’s voice had caught in her throat. She couldn’t respond right away, and instead simply gazed in the direction of the doctor to take in the sight of her. Raven hair in perfect, sculpted fashion framing her features. Intense, narrow eyes that seemed as piercing as they were no-nonsense. Pale features leading into a slender throat gripped by the snug fit of a leather collar that perfectly complimented her unique style. After her glance towards Tae, Sae let her eyes travel across the rest of the love hotel’s room, and by the time they’d finally returned to the doctor anew, she had her answer on the very front of her lips.
“I’m ready.” Sae repeated the answer she offered last night, sitting now in the same spot she’d been in while Tae fondled her hours ago. Still holding the sheets against her elegant, naked figure, the prosecutor gave a small swallow - a slightly nervous bulge in her throat as her mind spun with random thoughts. Those two little words had subjected her to what felt like an eternity of pleasure and madness, and she could still vividly recall - even if only in brief flashes - what happened after. As she lifted a slender hand upward to touch her fingers to her throat, Sae could recall Tae’s lips against it, just as she could remember the scent in the doctor’s hair as it teased just below her nose. The touches, the kisses, the feel of warm breath across her skin…it was enough to make Sae press her thighs together once more below the sheets and goosebumps to rise on her flesh. By the time she collected herself and started to stand up to her feet, Sae was left with one more errant thought - a prideful one, at that. She hadn’t lied to Tae. She really was ready when asked.
Before long, Sae was on her feet in the hotel room, walking from the edge of the bed to the table against the far wall. With every footstep she was assaulted with even more memories of what happened, pieces steadily falling into place among her sleep-addled consciousness. The unmistakable smell in the room certainly helped, but even more jarring was what she saw on the table.
Banknotes. Folded bills of Japanese yen. All of it collected in what was intended to be the hotel’s ice bucket, but in reality? Oh, what a different purpose it served last night.
“All right, everyone, you know this sort of fun doesn’t come cheap,” Tae Takemi had smirked mere moments after the fondling session on the edge of the bed, now standing with one hand on her hip and the other pinching the ice bucket between her thumb and forefinger. She wiggled the bucket from side to side and clicked her tongue in impatient fashion, though when she spoke it wasn’t to Sae, but to the others that occupied the room. “I’m not going to put a specific price on tonight, but I want you all to think long and hard about what’s on offer. Two gorgeous women like us willing to do anything you want…with the proceeds going to the Youngen-Jaya medical clinic. I suggest you donate generously, with the knowledge that we might be inclined to go above and beyond for those that do.”
At the time, Sae was still sitting at the foot of the bed, a little stunned by it all. Her legs were still in the same position Tae had pushed them in before, though by that point her zipper had been undone and her folds were left tingling from the aftermath of what the doctor had done to her. The feel of a tongue’s trail was still present on her throat just as her own heat was building inside of her, and it was with that excitement she watched the scene unfold. The group that Tae was offering the bucket to was nothing short of a small army of men - men whom they had never met, men whom they’d never see ever again. They’d been collected from a variety of sources, whether it was Tae’s online ad or simply plucked from the train, and now they all scrambled in their pockets to find fitting donations for what was on offer. They tossed handfuls of bills and notes into the ice bucket along with the thud of a fancy watch, and the entire time their attention was locked on the two women in front of them. That seemingly-stuffy, silver-haired woman blushing and fidgeting at the foot of the bed…and that smug, self-satisfied doctor that clicked her tongue and jostled the bucket to help the bills settle inside.
“Come on, come on, we don’t have all night!” She demanded, and lifted her free hand to impatiently snap her fingers. “Keep it coming, gentlemen, it’s for charity!”
At the time, Sae Niijima found herself questioning the validity of Tae’s clinic as a charitable establishment, but…as evidenced by the eyes that were locked on her trembling body as she sat in a growing mess of her own nectar, she had other things to worry about in the moment.
Sae’s hand pulled back from the edge of the bucket, just as a nervous swallow rolled through her throat. The memory of bills falling into the bucket one after the other was as clear as the instant it happened, as were the things the men had slurred to each other about what they planned to do with them. The eyes that passed over both of their figures were still enough to make Sae’s skin crawl in a fashion she didn’t entirely dislike, though the goosebumps that rose on her flesh were enough to compel her to look elsewhere in the room. With still no sign of Tae or any of the men that occupied the room mere hours ago, she walked with unsteady feet and wobbling, weak knees. Her muscles were sore and each subtle movement reminded her of everything she’d been through, though she barely walked from one edge of the bed to the other before she caught sight of something else to send flashing memories in her mind. This time, an audible gasp escaped the back of her throat as she spotted an ID card attached to a lanyard, hanging from one of the light fixtures in the wall. Though she couldn’t quite make out the image on the card from that distance, as she pinched the end of it and gently twisted it to face her, she already knew just what it would say…and just who it belonged to.
“So, this is really your first time, hmm?” The party was well underway by the time a naked Sae was kneeling on the floor, wrapping her delicate, smooth fingers around a particularly well-hung young man’s length. He was leaning back against the wall with his pants around his ankles, his shirt unbuttoned, and his school ID hanging around his neck - something that would get in the way before too long, compelling him to hang it up and ultimately forget it before he left. Sae chuckled from her vantage point on the floor, licking her lips briefly before casting a glance over her shoulder - murmuring in playful, even thoughtful fashion as she looked back at the boy. “Sure you don’t want to join the others? They look like they’re having fun.”
“N…N-No, ma’am,” the boy gulped, though despite his answer still glanced at the bed. Tae was surrounded by men from all sides on the bed, straddling one of them while another lunged at her from behind, and a third stood at the head to offer his dick to her mouth. Between the three penetrating her and the others kneeling nearby, he could barely see a glimpse of the doctor - meanwhile, this particularly mature, silver-haired beauty was giving him her full and undivided attention. “I’m…I’m happy with it being just you and me.”
“Good answer,” Sae winked, and licked her lips before leaning forward and ushering his cock into her mouth. It was hardly the first she’d sucked that night, and while she tended to him she could still feel cum slowly slide from her nethers across her smooth, bare thighs - the result of her own time in the middle of the pile that Tae currently occupied. The young man she now sucked had been a relatively new arrival to the party, a late entry that had shyly confessed that he was a virgin upon arrival. It was that confession that compelled everyone in the room - even the other men - to make sure he had some personal, private attention. And Sae was more than happy to give it. After a few long, happy moments of suckling she pulled her mouth away from his tip and made a show of licking her lips, only to blow him a delicate kiss before cooing once more. “Do you have a girlfriend?”
The boy, blushing desperately, gave a nod along with a truly shameful flash across his face. Sae simply offered a downright flirty giggle that would’ve never escaped her lips under other circumstances, and slid a hand underneath the boy’s sack to fondly tickle him as she kissed along his rock hard shaft.
“Well now…don’t you worry, this’ll be our little secret,” she promised. “And I’ll make sure to teach you everything you need to know to make her scream.”
The blush that crossed Sae’s face as she studied the boy’s student ID was so intense that it rushed to her chest, and caused her thighs to briefly squeeze together. She even stifled a cough born from half embarrassment and half excitement, briefly recalling everything she’d shown the boy. Granted, she didn’t spend much time with him compared to how long the night was, but…it was enough. Enough to give him his first few orgasms with another person, and enough to make sure that the next time he kissed his girlfriend he felt a twitch of guilt…and a reassurance that he’d know just what to do with her when the time came. It was almost enough for Sae to feel proud of herself in that moment, and she was smiling by the time she let the lanyard dangle and her eyes darted forward still.
Across the long table that held the love motel’s TV, there were more relics of the long night previous - more tantalizing glimpses into the fun she and Tae had with all of their…friends? Guests? Customers? It hardly mattered. It was unlikely that every man that passed through the door last night paid their share, but they still were able to enjoy the party all the same. As Sae continued to walk in quiet contemplation, her hand stretched outward and she teased her finger across some of the various party favors, each one sending all new shockwaves of recalled pleasure…and each one making her marvel at just how very long the night had been, and just how thoroughly she and Tae were put to the test.
The pack of condoms that were hanging from the edge of the table? Only half of them were opened, and of those that had been, plenty of them now littered the floor in a discarded, soggy state. Sae could clearly remember that they weren’t even used for the purposes of protection last night, and it was by Tae’s own demand that she made the men wear them just so they could fill each one up with cum inside of her. One by one, she helped the men ease free of her pussy or ass and delicately pulled their condom free, only to swiftly tie them off at the top and bob them back and forth in her hands. Sometimes, the doctor put on a show of ushering the used condom into her mouth and making the bubble of cum dance within, while others she simply reached over to the silver-haired beauty beside her and tied the rubber to Sae’s garter or bra. And while the prosecutor was invariably riding on cock after cock, Tae made sure to give a smug smile as she watched the filled condoms bounce up and down on her elegant figure, flapping against her sweat-licked flesh and making her look all the sluttier.
The string of anal beads? In the early morning they were coiled like a dozing snake on one of the chairs, but last night they were absolutely slathered in lubricant before being stuffed deep inside of Sae. At the time, she was braced on her hands and knees right there in the center of the bed, and the men were placing bets on just how many she could fit inside. Each one that Tae squeezed inside of her forced another chorus of cheers from the crowd, and the wagers they made with each other ranged everywhere from a simple exchange of cash to the promise that whoever guess right could be the first one to fuck the prosecutor’s ass after they came out. Tae Takemi herself served as a constant source of inspiration for Sae to take more, teasing her fingers across the other woman’s slit and offering nonstop words of encouragement. The doctor had a way of convincing even the most stuffy, straight-laced woman that she could be the biggest whore in Japan…if she wanted it hard enough. Considering the fact that the ludicrous string of beads - the entire thing - ended up going inside of Sae’s spasming backdoor? It seemed like last night, she wanted it with great enthusiasm.
A pair of panties - Sae’s to be specific - were all the way at the far end of the room, dangling from the doorknob. Those particularly dainty and frilly garments had been on quite the adventure last night, ranging from being used to give flirty, dirty handjobs to Sae pinching the garment together - completely soaked with cum - and stuffing them into Tae’s mouth. At the time the doctor couldn’t do anything to argue and it was one of Sae’s few moments of bold dominance, laughing as she leaned back on a heel and pointed to the panty-stuffed slut, invoking the horny horde of men upon her. The panties stayed trapped behind Tae’s cheeks even as she was roughly fucked in her lower holes with downright reckless abandon, flooded with cum again and again to the point that it surged out of her in a messy overflow. And when it did…when streaks of white smeared her thighs and oozed from her folds…Sae simply pulled her panties from Tae’s whimpering maw, used them to sop up the cream, and stuffed them right back into place! Tae wasn’t the only one that could be the dirty bitch on top, after all!
Sae was nibbling her bottom lip as she plucked the panties from the doorknob, letting them dangle from her finger. They were well-used, dirty, slightly stiff from the dried spunk and spit, and thoroughly inappropriate for a woman of her position to wear out in polite society. That didn’t stop her, though, as she lifted a slender leg upward and guided it inside, only to repeat the process with the other. Before long the snug garment was firmly in place, and Sae gave a satisfied sigh as she slid her hands up through her hair and gave it a refreshing fluff.
“Mmm…what a night,” she marveled to herself in the moment, accepting the notion that both Tae and all their friends had moved on. She could only imagine that Tae forgot the ice bucket full of money, but that was all well and good - she could hand-deliver it herself, and possibly spin that encounter into yet another wild night. But first? First she had to tidy up and get to work. “Now…where the hell are the rest of my clothes?”
It was tricky work, finding everything. Partly because the room had been left a complete mess, and partly because every corner seemed to hide tantalizing distractions that gave Sae Niijima pause. The condoms she was forced to tiptoe around, the sex toys that seemed to lay on the ground like sticky caltrops, the various articles the men left behind - wallets, phones, even a wedding ring that had been discarded and naturally forgotten about. Sae managed to force back dawdling on any one memory for as long as she could, at least until she found her way to the nightstand. It was there, draped across the alarm clock in haphazard fashion, that the well-used woman saw something that took her entirely off guard. Her eyes opened wide and her heart skipped a beat, a hand rising to her chest as a tiny squeak escaped the back of her throat. What was dangling there forced into her mind a moment of raw and wild pleasure - the single most exciting, thrilling, filthiest event she’d ever bore witness to.
Tae Takemi’s leather choker, snapped right at the center.
“Grk…grk…grk…”
“Mm…slr…shhm…”
It was all the two women could say, considering the situation. Sae was laying flat on her back, her legs lifted by some stranger’s powerful hands and her pussy claimed by his throbbing unit. He was hammering away into her with nothing short of a desperate lust, but for as hard as he was taking her, Sae was more focused on who else was using her in that moment: Tae Takemi herself. The doctor was mounted on Sae’s face with her glistening folds pressed against the other woman’s mouth, feeding her the steady trickle of nectar and cum that Sae’s tongue was greedily scouring for. She was positioned so that Sae could see her from below - just barely past the curve of those smooth thighs and between the swaying of perky breasts. Sae was in the perfect position to witness Tae taking a truly monster of a cock in her mouth, offered by a broad-shoulder stud that was standing in front of her. Together, the two women offered themselves up whether it was through Sae’s pussy or Tae’s mouth, and the two currently using them hadn’t been the first to enjoy that position. Just as Sae’s folds were slickened with spunk, Tae had already taken a few shots of cum straight in the mouth - some of which she had purposefully allowed to ooze down across her bare, perky tits so it could dribble down onto Sae’s forehead below. This particular position had made the prosecutor quiver with immense pleasure the entire time and she hungrily feasted on her friend’s folds, but there was something…different about the man that fucked Tae’s throat in that instant. He was bigger. He was more ferocious. He was absolutely brutal in how he used her.
Sae could tell as much by the sounds that were forced from Tae’s throat, each one of them nothing more than a muffled grunt that was hammered down by the tip of the stud’s dick with every slap. Sae had front row seats to witness the repeated slapping of balls against Tae’s chin, smearing a mess of spit and leftover cum from the men that had visited before. All of it was absolutely captivating to watch, but what compelled Sae the most was that leather collar…that same collar that Tae Takemi always wore, snug and tight around her slender throat, the perfect accessory for the doctor with such a unique fashion sense. From what Sae could tell, the tight fit of her collar was just enough to stop the man from going particularly deep into Tae’s throat. As a result, every time he slammed forward the doctor’s throat would bulge just before the collar began - the result of his cocktip thrusting downward and claiming what pleasure it could. It was brutal and rough and relentlessly messy, as evidenced by the lines of quivering drool that escaped the corners of Tae’s mouth or the fact her pussy had been quivering on Sae’s tongue the entire time. But as the night went on and the two women were thoroughly used, Tae’s respective lover finally had enough of being held back.
“Gnn?! Grk…!” The noise that erupted from Tae came split-seconds before the sudden and unexpected snapping of leather. The collar burst from the center as the stud gave one last mighty thrust forward, rushing ahead so hard that his cocktip bulged the doctor’s throat nearly to her collarbone, and the leather collar twisted and dumbed down only to strike Sae in the face. With a flinch and a flick the prosecutor cast it aside just in time to watch Tae’s trembling hands desperately gripping the man’s waist, though she couldn’t tell if she was trying to push away…or simply pull him in closer while she was fed. The bulge in her throat didn’t just maintain, it actively began to roll in gulp after gulp as she was forced to bring down every draught of spunk offered to her. Whether it was shot straight down into her gullet or offered at a swallowable pace, Sae couldn’t hope to guess…but she could definitely attest for just how violently Tae came while it happened. By the time the man pulled free and used his cock to deliver Tae’s face a sloppy and sudden smack, the doctor’s vision was glazed and cum was oozing from her lips and nose alike - just before she suddenly pulled her thigh up and over Sae’s head so she could fall against her, offering the silver-haired slut a creamy, creamy kiss.
It was a kiss Sae groaned in abject delight as she returned in, even with a dick stirring her pussy and a new man moving to take Tae from behind. They’d continue to be used throughout the whole night, but for Sae…that cum-filled kiss was the highest point she could hope for.
“Sneaking out on me?”
Sae suddenly turned in the direction of the front door, gasping and blushing in equal measure. By that point, she’d found nearly all of her clothes, save for the slick-looking jacket that brought her professional style together. Her attention was drawn by the sight of Tae standing just inside the room and using her hip to bump the door closed, smirking while she held up a drink carrier with a pair of coffees.
“I had no idea where you went, but I figured you skipped out before we paid the bill,” Sae remarked with a small smirk, and stepped close to greet the other woman. After all they’d been through last night - the gobbled creampies, the depraved snowballing, the intimate hand-holding while they were gangbanged - it almost felt strange to greet Tae with a kiss on the cheek. Still, she offered it, and even reached down a hand to smooth her fingers across the other woman’s spine. “By the way, you don’t remember where I put my jacket, do you?”
“Mmm. Check the bathroom?” Tae asked, just after pecking the other woman’s cheek in a moment of sweet affection. Before long both women claimed a coffee in their hands as they began making their way to the back, working towards the tiny, cramped bathroom of the Shibuya love motel. “I think we left a few things in there.”
Sure enough, when they opened the door, Sae’s eyes went wide while Tae simply smirked.
“Mmmphhhg!”
Tae and Sae weren’t the only sluts there last night. While the two tended to the men in the front, a third was busy handling visitors in the bathroom…and that was where she remained. Slender wrists were lifted up high, tied with Sae’s jacket to the towel rack above the toilet tank. Thighs were lifted in similar fashion and leashed with Tae’s fishnet stockings, and a tiny, cute rump was forced onto the closed seat. It was a skinny figure - young and cute and perky, with long tresses of red hair dangling down either side of blushing features. A cute mouth was gagged with a snug-fitting ball leashed around her head, and her glasses were left askew thanks to a night of twitching and trembling. Though the last man that visited her had long since left and as such there was no cum actively dribbling from her, a nearby black marker had been used to tally how many times she’d been enjoyed by marking checks on her body. Tae lifted a finger as she counted to herself, murmuring with a gently lifted brow.
“Ten…twenty…wow, nearly thirty,” she clicked her tongue before taking a sip of coffee, her voice carrying an impressed tone. “Very good, Futaba. Wouldn’t you agree, Sae?”
Sae Niijima took a single drink and smacked her lips together, before admitting with a brief chuckle.
“To tell you the truth? I totally forgot she was in here.”
The End.