Third Wheel on the Bike of Love
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 42
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
When Suguru and Mahoro left the house, they waked hand and hand. The cheerful expressions they wore were practically identical as they headed out on their very first date together, and for Mahoro, her first date every. Being a combat android left very little time for dating or even specializing outside of the battlefield. She had never gone on a date before, making her even more excited about today. As they headed down the street, Mahoro let go of Suguru’s hand and stepped in front of him, stopping him in his tracks.
“Please tell me, where are we going? Where are we going?” Mahoro practically sounded like a hyperactive seven years old as she nearly hopped up and down before Suguru. Laughing vigorously at his girlfriend’s inane mood, Suguru slung his arm over Mahoro’s shoulder.
“I was going to surprise you, but how can I say no to such a cute face.” Mahoro giggled girlishly, she felt like such a schoolgirl today. She was all hyped up and full of life. Maybe it was because of last night or maybe all those glucose she received from digesting Suguru was giving her a sugar rush. Whatever the cause, Mahoro felt like either running a marathon or jumping Suguru right here in the street. Personally, she preferred the latter option.
“First, we’re going to go to a matinee, then have lunch at the park in this quiet little spot I go to in my free time and then we’ll just walk around and enjoy each others company. It’s not too romantic I’m afraid.” Suguru’s shoulders slumped down as he bemoaned himself for having such a crappy idea for a date. He wasn’t very good at being romantic, at least that’s what he thought. One person disagreed with that thought and showed it by giving Suguru a tiny peck on the cheek. Looking back up at Mahoro’s face, Suguru saw her big, warm smile radiating strait at him.
“I think it’s very romantic. We’ll be together all afternoon, just the two of us. And don’t think I didn’t notice that all the places you suggested are private. Don’t tell me your hoping for a repeat of last night during our date?”
“Well…that’s not exactly…huh…” Suguru struggled to find the right words. He had been hoping that maybe their date could be a romantic experience between the two of them, with brief messing around in between. They were going to be in a practically empty theater for the matinee and the park where they’d have lunch was very secluded. Maybe he’d been hoping too much to get a little action during their first date.
“Well, mister, you aren’t going to see a repeat of last night during this date,” Mahoro told Suguru sternly. At hearing this, Suguru deflated visibly. Before he could beat himself up too much, Mahoro’s strict manor shifted into a much coyer and cool stance.
“No repeats of last night, you got to take the initiative this time.”
Mahoro moved slyly at Suguru, rubbing her body against his own. Steam practically billowed out of his ears at the feel of Mahoro’s voluptuous body moving against his. He couldn’t help himself, he put his hand on Mahoro’s rear and pulled her into his chest. She giggled much more hoarsely and motioned for him not to stop. Suguru grinned merrily down at his maid turned girlfriend. She was as sweet as sugar, cooks, cleans, has a killer body and wants him badly, throw in some of her less normal talents and he had his dream girl.
The passion wasn’t just felt by Suguru. Mahoro moaned into his chest, feeling his fingers dig into her plush rear. Suguru could be so rough, yet act so gentle when he needed to. It was like he knew instinctively the right buttons to push to make Mahoro go wild. She loved acting naughty with him, it just felt right. With Suguru she’d discovered a more wild side of herself, one that she was liking more and more. She still despised perversion, but justified her dirtiness with it being associated with Suguru. She figured, if you felt this happy with someone, how could being dirty be wrong.
“My queen! I’m so happy to see you!” The squealing voice behind the couple made Mahoro’s heart fall into her feet. Today had started out like a dream, but it seemed that it was about to turn sour. Staring over Suguru's shoulder, she saw her running towards them, each breast flapping as she ran. Seeing how happy she looked, only served to make Mahoro sicker. Instantly their embrace broke and Mahoro addressed the interloper.
“Hello, Ms. Shijiko.” If Mahoro had been any colder, the ecchi would have been frozen in a block of ice.
“Please tell me, where are we going? Where are we going?” Mahoro practically sounded like a hyperactive seven years old as she nearly hopped up and down before Suguru. Laughing vigorously at his girlfriend’s inane mood, Suguru slung his arm over Mahoro’s shoulder.
“I was going to surprise you, but how can I say no to such a cute face.” Mahoro giggled girlishly, she felt like such a schoolgirl today. She was all hyped up and full of life. Maybe it was because of last night or maybe all those glucose she received from digesting Suguru was giving her a sugar rush. Whatever the cause, Mahoro felt like either running a marathon or jumping Suguru right here in the street. Personally, she preferred the latter option.
“First, we’re going to go to a matinee, then have lunch at the park in this quiet little spot I go to in my free time and then we’ll just walk around and enjoy each others company. It’s not too romantic I’m afraid.” Suguru’s shoulders slumped down as he bemoaned himself for having such a crappy idea for a date. He wasn’t very good at being romantic, at least that’s what he thought. One person disagreed with that thought and showed it by giving Suguru a tiny peck on the cheek. Looking back up at Mahoro’s face, Suguru saw her big, warm smile radiating strait at him.
“I think it’s very romantic. We’ll be together all afternoon, just the two of us. And don’t think I didn’t notice that all the places you suggested are private. Don’t tell me your hoping for a repeat of last night during our date?”
“Well…that’s not exactly…huh…” Suguru struggled to find the right words. He had been hoping that maybe their date could be a romantic experience between the two of them, with brief messing around in between. They were going to be in a practically empty theater for the matinee and the park where they’d have lunch was very secluded. Maybe he’d been hoping too much to get a little action during their first date.
“Well, mister, you aren’t going to see a repeat of last night during this date,” Mahoro told Suguru sternly. At hearing this, Suguru deflated visibly. Before he could beat himself up too much, Mahoro’s strict manor shifted into a much coyer and cool stance.
“No repeats of last night, you got to take the initiative this time.”
Mahoro moved slyly at Suguru, rubbing her body against his own. Steam practically billowed out of his ears at the feel of Mahoro’s voluptuous body moving against his. He couldn’t help himself, he put his hand on Mahoro’s rear and pulled her into his chest. She giggled much more hoarsely and motioned for him not to stop. Suguru grinned merrily down at his maid turned girlfriend. She was as sweet as sugar, cooks, cleans, has a killer body and wants him badly, throw in some of her less normal talents and he had his dream girl.
The passion wasn’t just felt by Suguru. Mahoro moaned into his chest, feeling his fingers dig into her plush rear. Suguru could be so rough, yet act so gentle when he needed to. It was like he knew instinctively the right buttons to push to make Mahoro go wild. She loved acting naughty with him, it just felt right. With Suguru she’d discovered a more wild side of herself, one that she was liking more and more. She still despised perversion, but justified her dirtiness with it being associated with Suguru. She figured, if you felt this happy with someone, how could being dirty be wrong.
“My queen! I’m so happy to see you!” The squealing voice behind the couple made Mahoro’s heart fall into her feet. Today had started out like a dream, but it seemed that it was about to turn sour. Staring over Suguru's shoulder, she saw her running towards them, each breast flapping as she ran. Seeing how happy she looked, only served to make Mahoro sicker. Instantly their embrace broke and Mahoro addressed the interloper.
“Hello, Ms. Shijiko.” If Mahoro had been any colder, the ecchi would have been frozen in a block of ice.
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