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Chapter 4: Date Night
“I’m so excited!” Aunt Cass said as she set one of the café’s tables for two. The woman’s tight, low-cut Lucky Cat apron accentuated her big breasts and deep cleavage. “I think you and Megan are really going to hit it off. You two will be upstairs before you know it!”
Hiro looked at the table. Aunt Cass had covered it with a white linen tablecloth and set it with actual silver, cloth napkins, and stemmed water glasses. Now, she placed a pair of candlesticks in the center of the table with unlit red candles in them.
“Wow,” Hiro said. “You’re really going all out, Aunt Cass.”
“To be honest, with all the supervillains running around the city these days, it seems like a good idea to have the chief of police as a friend. And what better way to do that than for you to give his only daughter some of your special kind of attention? Not that I’m only doing this for favors; I also think you’ll really like Megan. She has a lot of curiosity, just like you.” She gave Hiro a sexy wink and added, “Not to mention a hot teenage bod. Kids still say ‘bod’, right?”
Hiro chuckled. It was interesting that his subconscious mind was creating an alternate version of an event from Hiro’s real life. He remembered vividly his actual first meeting with Megan: an awkward lunch date at the Lucky Cat, during which Aunt Cass couldn’t stop hovering and Baymax couldn’t stop volunteering embarrassing information at the worst moments. This version of his and Megan’s initial encounter was obviously going to be very different. Maybe, deep down, Hiro was more creative than he gave himself credit for.
Hiro heard a car pull up to the curb outside. Cass looked out the window and excitedly declared, “She’s here!”
Her high heels clopping like a pony’s hooves, Cass trotted over to the wall switch and turned down the lights. Then she grabbed a barbecue lighter off the counter and headed back toward Hiro. She only made it about halfway before she tripped and fell to the floor with an abrupt screech.
Hiro stood up. “Aunt Cass, you okay?”
“I’m fine, sweetie,” the woman replied as she got to her feet. “I really should have lit the candles before I turned down the lights.”
Almost the moment Cass reached the table and ignited the candles, the café door opened with its usual telltale jingle.
“Hello?” Megan said, looking around the dimly lit room.
“Hey, Megan,” Hiro said, coming over to her. “Sorry, it’s a little dark in here.” Then he took out his phone and opened the flashlight app. “May I, uh, show you to your table? Or, our table?”
Megan chuckled. “That’d be nice.”
Aunt Cass scurried over to them. “Megan, I’m so glad you came. This is my nephew, Hiro. I think you two will really get along.”
“Oh,” Megan replied with the subtlest of suggestive glances at Hiro, “I think so, too.”
It was only when they reached the zone of candlelight surrounding the table that Hiro could get a good look at Megan. Like Karmi, Megan hadn’t been as radically enhanced as the adult women in Hiro’s dream, but her body was definitely curvier than the original. Beneath the low neckline of her green-and-white striped dress, each of her breasts looked like more than a handful. Her hips were noticeably wider, too, and when Megan dropped her small handbag as they approached the table and she bent over to pick it up, Hiro saw that her ass was pleasingly round and firm.
“Now,” Aunt Cass said, “let me go get you two some sparkling lemonade. And I’ve whipped up a nice little appetizer for you. Be right back!” She zipped away.
Hiro made small talk with Megan. It was easier in the dream than it had been in real life, because he knew all the right questions to ask. It also helped that Baymax was upstairs charging—in Cass’ room, not Hiro’s—so he couldn’t interrupt with embarrassing facts about puberty, sexual arousal, or ear wax.
They very much enjoyed Cass’ take on brie en croute (she’d made the flaky pastry crust in the shape of a cat), followed by a dinner salad with sesame-tamari dressing and topped with teriyaki steak. Thankfully, Cass didn’t hover over them the way she had when Hiro had first met Megan in real life, which allowed their conversation to flow more smoothly—and to grow increasingly flirtatious. When Cass whisked their dinner plates away, Hiro could tell that Megan was about to take their date in the direction they both wanted it to go.
“Okay, confession time,” Megan said, blushing just a little and fingering one of her pearl-stud earrings. “When I dropped my purse on the way to the table…that was on purpose.”
Hiro had wondered. “Oh, yeah?” he said with a sly smile.
Her face turning a deeper shade of red, Megan replied, “Welllll…I wanted you to see what I look like when I’m bending over. ‘Cause I, um, I kinda think that’s my best angle.”
“Well, I like a lot of the angles,” Hiro said. “But I think, just to be sure that’s your best one, you should bend over for me some more.” He put his hand over hers on the table as he added, “Maybe with less clothes on.”
Hiro could actually see Megan’s pupils dilate as she replied, “I’d like that.”
At that moment, Aunt Cass appeared table-side with two slices of yuzu cheesecake in hand. When Hiro looked up at her, she flushed a bit.
“How about I put these in the fridge for later?” she said. “You two look like you’re ready to go upstairs.”
With a goofily shy smile, Megan replied, “Okay.”
“Sounds good, Aunt Cass,” Hiro said.
Apparently not wanting to disrupt her perfect mood lighting, Aunt Cass did not turn up the cafe’s lights but instead picked up a candlestick from the table and used the candle’s flickering light to lead Megan up the stairs. Hiro followed right behind the girl, and even in the sparse light, he could appreciate the lovely shape of Megan’s teenage ass.
When they reached Hiro’s room, Cass put the candlestick on Hiro’s nightstand and said, “I’m going to run downstairs for a bit. You two have fun.”
Once Cass was on her way down the stairs, Megan turned to Hiro and gave him an awkward half-smile. Hiro could see the tell-tale flush of arousal on her cheeks.
“Soooo,” she said, “your aunt told me that you’re, um, ‘gifted,’ in more ways than one.”
Hiro smiled and replied, “Well, I might be. Buuuut, you’ll have to seduce me to find out.”
Megan put her fingertip on the side of his face and ran it down his jawline as she replied, “Oh, I already know that. They say a girl has to prove herself if she wants the privilege of getting fucked by the incomparable Hiro Hamada.”
She undid her strappy little low-rise heels and put them aside. Then, with a wink at Hiro, Megan pulled the straps of her dress off her shoulders and pushed down the top of the dress. Beneath it was a fancy white lace bra that looked like it had come from a high-end lingerie store.
“And I’m ready to prove myself,” she said. “Over…and over.”
She turned around, then looked back over her shoulder at Hiro. Hiro was pleased by the sight of her naked, tan-skinned back and by the shape of her body—especially when she pushed her dress the rest of the way down, letting it fall off of her hips to show Hiro her ass in lacy white panties that matched the bra.
“Well,” Hiro said, lying back on the bed, “you get an A for choice of underwear. What else you got?”
*Well, for starters,” Megan said, “I’ve got these.”
With one hand, she undid a clasp between the cups of her bra and freed her breasts. Indeed, they were very nice: a bit bigger than Karmi’s yet very buoyant, with flawless tan skin and lovely dark-brown nipples that looked like the perfect size for fingering and sucking.
“Nice,” Hiro said.
Megan took a jaunty step back, making her lovely breasts bob a little, then bent over and slid her panties down to her ankles. When she straightened up rapidly, her hair swept artfully up and over her head. Hiro saw that her pussy was shaved down to a narrow strip, and he nodded approvingly.
“I heard you like it neat down there,” Megan said, running her hand down over her mound and then back up. “So I got my dad to splurge on a little waxing for me. I hope you like it.”
Yeah, Hiro thought, if Chief Cruz is trying to make his daughter more attractive for me, then this is definitely a dream.
“It’s nice,” Hiro replied.
Now fully naked save for her pearl earrings, Megan came over to the bed and leaned down a little, hanging her lovely breasts close to Hiro’s face.
“So,” she said, “what should I do next?”
She leaned farther forward to put her lips to his ear. “Suck your cock? Let you tie me up? Do girl-on-girl stuff with your aunt while you watch? I’ll do anything you want…”
“Hmm,” Hiro replied. “Now that you mention it, tying you up sounds fun.”
He stood up, and Megan lay down on the bed spread-eagle, extending her arms and legs toward the bedposts.
“How do you want me?” she asked seductively.
“Just like that,” Hiro replied.
In the way that one simply knows things in dreams, Hiro knew that in his bottom dresser drawer he had four steel chains with velvet-lined cuffs. He used these to bind Megan to the bed by her wrists and ankles.
“Oh, my,” Megan said with mock concern. “I feel so helpless…like you could do anything to me…”
“Yeah,” Hiro said, putting a hand on Megan’s bare, nicely toned midriff. “I sure could.”
He moved his hand slowly upward, across the border of her ribcage, then up and onto one of her perfect breasts, which he gave a little squeeze.
“Mmmmm,” Megan hummed. “I love getting felt up…”
“Good,” Hiro replied. “These are some pretty nice titties. So I’m gonna be pretty thorough.”
Indeed, Hiro touched every square centimeter of Megan’s breasts, then used his fingertips to toy with the girl’s brown nipples.
“Oh, yes,” Megan moaned, her nipples stiffening between Hiro’s fingers. “Hiro, you’re making me sooooo horny…Please fuck me…”
“Soon,” Hiro replied. Giving her nipples a little squeeze and making Megan gasp, he added, “I’m not done with these yet.”
He lowered his face to her chest and took one of Megan’s nipples into his mouth, making her suck in a gasping breath. Then he sucked and tongued it while he used his hand to play with her other breast. Megan moaned and writhed, her chains clinking with her movements.
“Hiro,” she whined, “please, please fuck me, I’m gonna go crazy…”
“Well, you might be ready to fuck,” Hiro replied, “but I need to test your skills first.”
He got up, moved around behind the head of the bed, and undressed, staying out of Megan’s sight. Once he was fully nude, he put his hand over Megan’s eyes and then climbed onto the bed to straddle Megan’s chest, his erect cock hovering above her face. Only then did he take his hand away and let Megan see the size of his member. He was pleased to hear her gasp at the sight of it.
“Open your mouth,” Hiro said.
Megan smiled at him, then opened wide. Hiro rose up so that he could put his hand on top of the headboard and dangle his cock directly above Megan’s face. Then, using his free hand to guide his cock, he slowly lowered his hips and pushed his cockhead into Megan’s mouth.
“Just close your lips around it,” Hiro said. “I want to see if you can handle being face-fucked with a cock the size of mine.”
According to Hiro’s dream-memory, this wasn’t something Hiro usually did on a first date; normally, he would have the girl give him a blowjob as a test of her skills. But it seemed like Megan had done her homework on him and was probably expecting that, so a change-up in the form of a missionary-style face-fuck seemed like just the thing to test her adaptability and to see how far she would go to earn the fuck she craved.
Megan tightened her lips around Hiro’s thick shaft. Hiro noted that the girl was careful not to touch it with her teeth, which was another mark in her plus column.
Hiro began fucking Megan’s face slowly. He didn’t penetrate her mouth too deeply at first, going in just a few inches past his glans on each stroke. He felt Megan press the flat of her tongue against the underside of his cock, increasing his stimulation and scoring another point for herself in Hiro’s mind.
Time to let you score a couple more, Megan, he thought. If you’re up to the challenge.
He increased the depth of his penetration, now pushing the first six inches of his cocklength into her mouth on each stroke. Hiro “remembered” that some girls would gag or panic or both when his cockhead touched the back of their throat, but Megan seemed unfazed. She hummed lustily around her mouthful of cock and kept her lips and tongue in good contact with his member.
He thought about going whole hog and fucking her throat. He was curious to know if Megan could handle that, and he liked the idea of seeing her throat bulge with his girth while he fucked its entire length. But throat-fucking seemed like a little much for a first date. Besides, he was just as aroused by the thought of watching her swallow his cum by the mouthful, which she wouldn’t have the chance to do if Hiro shot his load straight into her stomach.
He thrust faster and faster, until he was truly fucking her face. He felt an orgasm building inside him.
“Gonna…cum…soon…Megan,” he panted. “Make sure…to swallow…every…drop…”
Megan’s expression was hard to read under these conditions, but she didn’t make any sounds of protest. So Hiro fucked Megan’s mouth as fast as he could.
“Oh yeah…” he moaned. “Ahhh…ahhhh…AAAAAAH!”
He thrust to the back of her throat and came. He felt like he was shooting half a liter of cum into Megan’s mouth, yet he heard no gurgling or choking—just one loud gulp after another as the girl swallowed his seed. Hiro, loving this, kept his cock in Megan’s mouth until he’d shot every milliliter of his load and heard her swallow it.
Once he got his breath back, Hiro said, “Not bad. That really took the edge off.”
To her credit, Megan didn’t even try to pull her head away or otherwise expel Hiro’s cock from her mouth. Instead, she just sucked it, gently and rhythmically. Obviously, she was trying to get Hiro hard and ready to fuck her, and it was working.
“Okay,” Hiro breathed as his cock returned to steely hardness. “I’m good and warmed up.” Then, pulling his cock out of Megan’s mouth and holding it above her face, he said, “Let’s get this inside you.”
Megan licked her lips and gasped, “Oh, yes, please.”
Her legs were already spread wide thanks to her chains, so Hiro simply had to move down until his hips were aligned with hers and he was gazing down at her face. He grasped his cock by the base and put it at Megan’s soaking-wet entrance.
“Here we go,” he said. Then he pushed, and Megan sucked in a breath.
“I know it’s big,” Hiro said, continuing to push steadily and making Megan’s entrance open wider and wider, “but I know you can take it.” In his mind, he added, This being a dream and everything.
Megan whimpered in some combination of pain and pleasure until Hiro’s cock opened her wide enough that it could begin to go inside. Hiro closed his eyes and relished the tightness of Megan’s pussy as his thick member sank into the girl inch by inch.
“Oh God,” Megan gasped. “Oh God, it’s going in, it’s going in…”
“Oh yeah,” Hiro breathed. “As far in as it’ll go.”
Finally, his thick cockhead came up snug against Megan’s cervix, and he was pleased to feel that his balls were right up against her ass. He smiled down at the girl, who looked at him with big, incredulous eyes.
“Well,” Hiro said, “I think you’ve proved once and for all that you deserve to be in my bed. Not every girl can take my whole cock.”
“I can’t believe…it all fits…inside me…” Megan gasped.
“What you really won’t believe,” Hiro replied, “is how good it feels when I do this.”
Slowly, he pulled about halfway out and then pushed back in. Megan moaned, so Hiro did it again, and again.
“Oh yes,” Megan whimpered, moving her body in sync with Hiro’s as much as her chains would allow. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop…”
Out of the corner of his eye, Hiro saw Aunt Cass appear at the top of the stairs. She had changed into a lacy white nightie with a plunging neckline that revealed a great deal of her ample breasts.
This didn’t surprise Hiro. According to his dream-memory, Aunt Cass often liked to come up and watch when Hiro was fucking a girl in his room. But now and then, she liked to join in, and Hiro wondered which she had in mind tonight.
Cass walked over to them, her eyes obviously glued to the sight of Hiro fucking a chained, newly deflowered teenage girl. Aunt Cass sometimes said—only half jokingly—that she wished Hiro could invent a time machine so he could take her virginity back when she was a teenager. “I’d love to have had that memory for the past twenty years,” she would say.
When she reached the bedside, Cass leaned her head down close to Megan’s. She spoke in a low voice, but not so low that Hiro couldn’t hear every syllable.
“Megan,” Cass said, her voice like warm honey, “would you like to go home tomorrow with a little party favor? Because my nephew is very fertile, and I’m sure he’d be happy to get you pregnant if you want him to.”
“Ohhh, yes,” Megan moaned, still moving in time with Hiro. “Yes, I want him to get me pregnant…Please, Hiro, make a baby in me…”
In the back of his mind, Hiro wondered if Megan would have answered this question differently if Aunt Cass had asked it before he’d started fucking the girl and getting her horny beyond all reason. But at the same time, Hiro was excited by the idea of knocking up this teenage hottie on their very first date.
“Okay, Megan,” Hiro said. “Let’s get you pregnant. Aunt Cass, take her leg chains off.”
With a Cheshire-Cat smile, Cass straightened up, went to the foot of the bed, and released the velveted cuffs around Megan’s ankles.
“Now,” Hiro said to Megan, “lift your legs up high so I can fuck you good and hard and shoot my cum as deep as it can go.”
“Oh yes,” Megan gasped as she raised her legs high in the air. “Fuck me deep, Hiro…I wanna feel your cum shoot all the way up into my womb…I wanna feel you get me pregnant…”
Hiro began pumping her faster. This was one of his favorite positions, because it did indeed allow him to get in deep. Also, he loved that Megan was so anxious to have his baby that she would do whatever he asked if it would earn her the privilege of being impregnated by him.
“Okay, Megan,” he breathed. “You ready for me to ride you hard?”
“Yes,” she whimpered, pleading. “Yes, ride me, fuck me, breed me like an animal!”
“Then here we go,” Hiro panted.
He fucked her full-throttle, such that her ass was bouncing on the bed and her legs jiggled wildly in the air. Megan made a short but loud “Ah!” with every thrust; the sound was like part of a techno song with a rapid beat.
“Yes, Hiro,” Cass said, squeezing one of her big tits with one hand while rubbing her clit with the other. “Knock her up, Master…She wants it so much…Fill her womb so full of your cum that she has triplets…”
Hiro felt his climax rising within him, and he wanted it. He kept pounding Megan’s pussy at the same manic pace, and the girl’s cries of pleasure grew louder and louder.
“NNNNGH!” Hiro grunted, shoving deep inside Megan and shooting a hot, thick, massive load through the narrow opening of her cervix and straight up into her womb. Megan unleashed a long, loud scream and gripped Hiro with her legs, forcing his cockhead even harder against her cervix, as though she wanted it to force the gate open and plunge in.
When they finished cumming, both of them were panting. Hiro took a moment to catch his breath, then reached above Megan’s head and uncuffed her wrists.
“Are- Are we done?” the girl gasped. Her pleading tone made it clear that she hoped not.
“Oh, not even close,” Hiro replied. “I’m just unchaining you so we can do doggy next. Then mating press, of course. And then lots of others.” He gave her an elfin leer as he added, “We’re gonna be at it all night.”
“Yay!” Megan cried. Then she rolled over and got up onto her hands and knees, offering Hiro her pussy.
“And tomorrow, Hiro,” Cass said a touch pleadingly as Hiro mounted Megan from behind, “could we maybe talk about getting me pregnant?”
Hiro started pumping Megan slowly and replied with a naughty smile, “We’ll see, Aunt Cass.”
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