Neighborhood Orgy - Chapter 33

It happened again.

Right, this time I actually understand what’s going on. Mostly.

Standing tall and defiant in front of me was Ms. Aso. She’s the petite, duck-mouthed concierge with the cute ponytail from the hotel.

"Yuu-kun."

She basically took me into custody while the other women made their escape.

"Yuu-kun, the car is ready. We're going home."

Haa... Finally, I can relax at home. I mean, I originally left the house intending to have a relaxing day; how did it turn into this?

But... why did Ms. Aso follow me all the way inside my house? She marched me over and made me sit on the living room sofa.

"Listen, there are bad adults in this world who try to kidnap boys like you. You understand that, right?"

"Yes."

"Those women earlier were malicious 'exposure-type' Instagrammers. They’ve been causing trouble for the hotel, too. Because of this incident, they’re banned."

Exposure-type Instagrammers? So, basically like exhibitionist nymphos? Come to think of it, I’ve seen that hotel’s guest rooms used as filming locations in lewd videos before.

"Yuu-kun, I know it's lonely starting to live on your own, but you can't just go following every strange woman who beckons you."

"I understand."

"Good. You're so cute..."

Wait. Is the atmosphere getting weird? I feel like "cute" isn't the right word for her to use here.

As Ms. Aso—looking lovely in her private clothes—began to close the distance between us with a strange tension, the doorbell rang.

"I think... that’s the front door."

"I’ll get it. Yuu-kun, stay seated."

Uh, this is my house, though.

I heard raised voices coming from the entryway.

"Give me back my Yuu-kun!"

That’s Mayumi-san, my neighbor.

"He isn't yours."

And that’s definitely Ms. Aso.

I hurried to the door and tried to speak up. "Um..."

"Aahn, Yuu-kun! This woman is trying to chase me away!" the voluptuous Mayumi-san cried, flailing her arms and legs. She’s actually kind of cute like this, I thought.

While I was distracted, Ms. Aso was snapping back. "Please go home. It’s late. What business does an older woman like you have visiting a boy living alone?"

"Older woman?! First of all, who even are you? What kind of relationship do you have with Yuu-kun that lets you be inside his house?!"

"I am someone who is indebted to his father. I am moving in starting today to protect Yuu-kun from strange women."

What?! I hadn't heard a single word about that.

"Um, Ms. Aso, Mayumi-san..."

I tried to get between them, but Ms. Aso told me to step back, while Mayumi-san tried to lung past her to hug me. It was total chaos—the neighbors were going to complain.

"Listen, both of you are causing a scene. Could you please go home for today? I’m exhausted. Both of you."

They both protested, but I managed to bow my head and convince them to leave.

Haa... Reina-san showed up in the morning, then I tried to study in the afternoon only for all that to happen, followed by more weirdness... I didn't want any more noise tonight.

I locked the door and went to my room. Sitting in my chair with a sigh, I turned on my computer. I didn't have anything specific in mind, but those exposure-obsessed Instagrammer girls—I don't know what they’re like on the inside, but they were certainly cute.

I wondered what kind of stuff they post, so I searched the web and found them immediately. Photos of them swaying their breasts in bikinis that were basically non-existent, videos of them walking through the city braless... they were definitely "problematic."

And that "Mao-san"... she was posting videos that looked exactly like AVs. And wait—this is that hotel room, isn't it? The thought that I could have been filmed like that was actually pretty terrifying.

Still... they’re incredibly erotic. Ah... she’s licking an anus in this one, and the look on her face while she’s sucking a dick is so lewd. Watching her get pounded from behind, the image overlapped with the girl who was just in front of me, and my body started to ache.

Maybe... I opened the curtain slightly and peeked toward Mayumi-san’s house. Nothing. I wondered if she was doing her "exposure masturbation" again.

Haa... why do I want to have sex so badly? Have I turned into a total pervert?

On the screen, Mao-san was bucking her hips in the cowgirl position, her slightly heavy breasts swinging everywhere. There’s something about her slightly "untidy" physique that’s really arousing. It feels a bit like... a fresh version of Aoi-san’s mother?

If I were an adult, would I call a call-girl at a time like this? I wonder if Mao-san works for a service like that.

Aoi-san’s mother belongs to a service called "Moon Sands Hiroo." Her name there is "Maria Kuroishi." Apparently, she’s a super popular "mature" AV actress. She told me she’d be happy to "service" me if I called, but... that’s probably pushing it. After everything that happened yesterday and today—being milked until I pass out two days in a row? Well, passing out two days in a row is already a fact.

Haa... how do I fix this? I looked down at my crotch. Does it only stop if I go until I pass out?

Ahhh... I want to press my cock against Mayumi-san’s plump, glossy, erotic lips again like I did yesterday. "I hate this, I don't want to do this... I've never even done this for him," she had said, but when I touched her lips with it, I remember her looking almost happy as she opened her mouth to take me in.

I want to whisper to her again that I want to have her "shared" by multiple men.

Mayumi-san really is a busty "femme fatale." If any man had a woman like that coming over every day in thin clothing, they wouldn't be able to hold back either. Maybe I should have only sent Ms. Aso away? But they were fighting; maybe Mayumi-san won't come back now.

Come to think of it, why is Ms. Aso so obsessed with looking after me? She did save me by pulling me out of that "photo shoot" turned "orgy," which was a help. I have a feeling she’ll show up again. Just thinking about it, I pictured her cute face and her youthful physique... I wondered what it would feel like to be licked by that small mouth.

Since she’s small, I wonder if she’s tight? Does she have a boyfriend? My imagination was running wild. And since she works at a hotel where such erotic people gather, does Ms. Aso do wild things herself? If a guest asks, does she provide "services" like a call girl in their room? Maybe she gets ravished by a group of foreigners?

I know thinking like this is pathological, but I can't stop.

Either way, I should go thank her soon.

It’s no use... the fantasies kept coming. I spent the night in a daze, watching lewd videos and browsing adult service websites until it was late into the night.

Haa... I guess I should sleep. I lay down on the bed, too lazy even to take a shower.

Tomorrow is Sunday, isn't it? The day the housekeeper comes to clean. My stepmother was worried, so she arranged for a cleaning service to come once every two weeks. I was out last time, so if I'm home tomorrow, it’ll be the first time we meet. I wonder if I should go out while she’s cleaning?

I couldn't sleep; the ache in my lower half wouldn't subside. While scrolling through adult videos and checking the schedule for Aoi-san’s mother on the service site, an ad for a "fashion health" brothel in the same ward popped up.

A physical shop, huh? I checked the prices and realized I could probably afford it with the cash I had on hand. As I browsed, I found a girl who caught my eye. She looks like someone I know...

While I was thinking about it, drowsiness finally took over, and I fell into a natural sleep.

Then, Sunday morning, the doorbell woke me up. Startled, I checked my phone. It was already 9:30 AM. Is it Mayumi-san again? Or Reina-san? Or Ms. Aso? I answered the intercom, and a woman's voice replied, "Kasumicho Cleaning Service."

I hurriedly pulled on a T-shirt and jeans, ran downstairs, and unlocked the front door.

Standing there was a beautiful woman dressed in a neat, navy-blue uniform.

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