Unblended Ch. 09

"He comes cheap," Akane replied, "and your daughter is much taken with him."

"WHAT?!" Natsume roared, turning to Yukio and accusing her of something in Japanese. Yukio said something dismissive, waving her hand at me as if to say "Him? Seriously?" This is when Michiko joined in, and the argument took off. Lucy and Akane laughed hard at them, but I only knew a few words here and there, so I turned back to my appointed duties.

"My wife has accused Yukio of dishonoring Lucy by shacking up with a gigolo," Akane eventually translated for me, "and she is further angered to learn that said gigolo has actually been seeing her youngest daughter as well. Bring the rice over, please."

"I feel like I should be flattered," I said, lifting the large bamboo tray and setting it where Akane indicated. "Yukio's not really my type."

"Oh?" Akane asked, and the argument stopped dead in its tracks as everyone else turned to look at me.

"And what," Natsume said, fixing me with a hard glare, "if I may ask, do you find unsuitable about my eldest daughter?" Yukio and Michiko looked very interested to hear my response, while Lucy rolled her eyes and smiled. I merely shrugged.

"She's taken," I said matter-of-factly, indicating Lucy. "So am I, technically, but Yukio is really off the market."

"Absolutely fuckin' right," Lucy said, placing her left hand on the island and showing off the ring she wore.

Things got loud after that. My response had inadvertently given the couple the opening to announce their engagement (finally). I gave Yukio a hearty handshake before she got mobbed by her family. There were hugs and kisses and crying, Natsume brought out the good sake and demanded we all toast the happy couple (Michi turned hers down and stuck with soda; I wasn't offered any because "the help is not allowed to imbibe on shift"), and the night became very special, indeed.

When things settled down a bit, Akane took orders from everyone and then started guiding me through her process. She was an artist with that knife, portioning the fish effortlessly and laying the pieces out, spreading rice out on a sheet of nori for maki, arranging the fish, and rolling it with the bamboo mat. She finished by slicing the roll into six portions, arranging them on a plate with pickled ginger and a small dish of soy sauce, and setting it in front of the engaged couple. I was transfixed by how effortless she made it seem. She quickly followed up with some red snapper nigiri for Natsume, slicing into the fish loin at an angle to get thin, wide strips of fish that sat perfectly atop the rice and wasabi.

"Michiko would like maguro nigiri," Akane said to me, "and I think it highly appropriate that her beloved prepare it for her." She placed her knife down on the board and stepped aside.

"Uh," I said, and Akane placed her hand on my arm.

"You've seen me do this how many times? You know."

It was a strong vote of confidence, and I carefully picked up the hideously sharp knife. I reached for the block of tuna and went to cut into it, but I stopped. The loin had way more marbling than I was expecting. "Hey, is this..."

"Shh," Akane shushed me, "don't tell them."

I looked at the women sitting 5 feet away from me. They could clearly hear everything we were talking about. "What's wrong with it?" Michiko asked.

Rather than answer, I cut into the loin and sliced four portions, getting a nod from Akane-san after the first piece. I rolled up some rice and dabbed a bit of wasabi onto it before setting the tuna and placing the finished piece on a plate. I followed suit with the remaining pieces, added some pickled ginger and a little dish for soy sauce, then placed the plate in front of Michiko. I received some soft golf claps as Michi popped a piece into her mouth, and her eyes went wide as she chewed and eventually swallowed.

"Holy shit!" she exclaimed. "That's so good!"

"Food made with love always tastes good," Akane said sagely, "but there is something special about food prepared by a lover."

"Doesn't hurt to upgrade to otoro without telling anyone," I said under my breath. Akane smiled.

"Indeed."

*****

I ended up making the rest of the sushi that night, Akane-sensei gently correcting me when I made mistakes, but I got more right than wrong in the end. The general consensus was that I was alright, and that the quality of the fish more than made up for any gaffes on my part. Eventually, she pulled a chair over and said "Whatever you think I'd like." I knew this was a test, and I had to think of what I'd seen her prep for herself in the past. I eventually settled on two each of tuna nigiri, crab nigiri, and eel nigiri, prepping the pieces and arranging them rather tastefully (I thought) on the plate. I received a brief "domo" when I set them in front of her. She started with the eel, and after a few thoughtful chews, she gave me a beaming smile. "You'll do," she said. I started breathing again.

Yukio and Lucy regaled us with the story of the proposal: Yuki had saved up to get the engagement ring (a beautiful rose gold cathedral ring with princess-cut sapphire), made reservations at their favorite restaurant in Boston, cleared the deck for a very special date night, and then Lucy beat her to the punch and proposed first. They were planning on a long engagement and set a date well after Lucy would be finished with her doctorate. Natsume was ready to fund whatever wedding they wanted, and Lucy said her parents would fight her for it. That would likely be an intense game of affluent oneupsmanship for the ages.

Meanwhile, not really being involved in the conversation, I busied myself with some cleaning tasks. I hadn't noticed Akane take up her knife and prep a few more pieces of nigiri until she handed me a plate. "Thank you for your assistance, I'm glad to see Betty's praise was not greatly exaggerated." As I accepted the sushi (and the lightly-backhanded compliment), she guided me over to the proper dining table.

"So, first of all," Akane said as we sat, "it's about time you three got together, or is it four now?" I nodded bashfully. "I don't think you realize how much Michiko has wanted you in her life like this, or for how long."

I nodded, chewing on a piece of nigiri. My own mother pointed out how oblivious I was sometimes, and it now made sense how I wouldn't have picked up on Michiko's feelings towards me.

"In my defense," I said, "Tessa did ask her out first." It was a weak defense, and we both knew it.

"Because you wouldn't. You were friends first and always, anyone could see that, and I'll bet it never even occurred to you that my daughter liked you in that way." I nodded again. "Ace, Michiko and Tessa are a wonderful couple, and I will not be surprised when they make the same announcement that Yukio and Lucy did tonight. I just hope that you will be a part of that when they do."

"That's still illegal, okaasan."

"You will live with them in sin as their boyfriend, and that's the last I'll hear of it." Akane's voice was always gentle and light, but it now had a sudden edge to it that put the fear of the gods in me.

"Hai, okaasan." I said reflexively. She nodded.

"Now, I heard you got yourself a job."

"I'm gonna work at Gina's 20 hours a week? Kitchen grunt work, most likely. Making pizza, running the fryer, stuff like that."

"Excellent. Despite what ma belle Marie seems to think, any kind of experience in a professional kitchen at a young age is good. Are you thinking of starting a career in food service?" I was caught off-guard by Akane's affectionate referral to Mrs. Miller.

"I mean, I don't know yet? How did you find out about it?"

"She called me this morning and mentioned it. And how Betty was ruining a perfectly good chef in the making."

I laughed at that. "I'm shocked you all think I'm any good."

Akane smiled. "That beef Wellington was superb, and I apologize for being so standoffish about it. I was caught off-guard. I will warn you, Marie is determined to steal you away from Mrs. Toretti. I urge you to resist, at least until you get your feet under you. Get used to the flow of a restaurant kitchen first before diving into something that intense, you know how Marie gets."

"Yeah. I still think I'm not allowed within 20 feet of her knives."

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned to see Michi standing over me.

"I apologize for the interruption," she said, "but I need Ace to help me with some things upstairs."

Akane laughed and nodded. "Try to keep it down, please."

We both started blushing as we took our leave. "Yeah!" Yukio shouted. "Go get it, sis!"

"You're not helping!" Michiko shouted back.

*****

Michiko got it, alright.

We hadn't been in her room more than 30 seconds before she had me naked and laid out on her bed. She slowly stripped down for me, both of us moaning as she reveled her heavenly boobs, and slipped in beside me once she was fully disrobed. Initially, our makeout session was pretty intense: tongues licking, lips sucking, hands stroking; our bodies tried their hardest to meld together into a single entity. The intensity dialed down a bit, and we spent a lot of time kissing, groping, and gazing deeply into each other's eyes.

"I still can't believe your eyes changed colors," Michiko said with a giggle, her laugh reflected in her own steel greys.

"I still can't believe this is my life now," I responded. Michi put her hands on either side of my face and kissed me.

"You'd better believe it," she said, "because we are never letting you go."

Michiko flashed me a ravenous look as she slowly crawled her way down my body. She stopped for a moment to take my left nipple into her mouth, and I moaned as she massaged it with her tongue. She kept planting kisses all along my body before reaching her intended target, wasting no time in taking my cock into her mouth and down her throat. She held it there for at least 15 seconds before coming up for air, gasping for breath as her lips curled into a smile.

"Michi," I sighed, and she giggled. Without much warning, she sat up and maneuvered her hips forward, rubbing her hard cock against mine. We ground our members together slowly, leaking a lot of precum all over each other. This added slickness made the experience so much better, and we started moaning in unison as our bodies shook with pleasure. Before long, though, the look on Michiko's face told me this wasn't enough. I was prepared to feel her impale my ass, so I was quite surprised when she took me in hand and guided me right to her smoldering core instead.

"This feels so good, Ace," she whined, rubbing my head against her puffy outer lips until it started dipping inward. With a sigh, she drove herself onto me, driving my cock deep into her soaking tunnel. My hands instinctively went to her hips as she started bouncing in an elliptical pattern, and she growled at me as my fingers dug into her flesh.

"Yeah, baby, fuck me like I fuck you," she moaned, her tits and cock wobbling obscenely as I thrust into her from below. I bit my lip as I watched those massive boobs sway to and fro with our coupling, and Michi took the hint almost immediately. Again shifting her legs to be more comfortable, she leaned over, and I caught one of her broad nipples in my mouth to her delight. Lightning coursed through my body as my mouth finally had something to do, and my pace increased as I sucked and kneaded that incredible orb between my lips.

That was apparently the right combination, as Michiko immediately started screaming and cumming all over my chest. "D-don't stop..." she said through her orgasm, and I picked up my pace as she braced herself against the bed frame. I took that as my cue to ratchet things up, and I drove into her as fast as I could to her continued delight. My own climax was rapidly approaching, the feel of her molten issue covering me combined with the look of pure bliss on her face driving me out of my mind with desire. With one last thrust, I buried myself in Michiko to the hilt, and she started cumming again as I exploded deep inside her. I held her hips in place as my cum flooded her pussy, and she leaned down to drive her tongue into my mouth in a passionate kiss.

I wasted no time when my climax ended, rolling Michiko over and withdrawing down her body. I'd left her pussy a complete mess, my seed oozing out of her, and I would be a poor partner indeed if I didn't clean up after myself. Keeping my eyes locked on her face, I dove right in and started licking the mess, swallowing everything I could. My eyes nearly rolled into the back of my head for a moment from the intensity of it all, my cum and Michi's nectar combined in an intoxicating aroma and flavor. Michiko seemed to have no complaints, and she clasped her hands behind my head to pull me in deeper as my tongue savaged her. Of course, I couldn't really tell what she was feeling given what she was shouting at me, and I made a point to really dig into learning Japanese.

I didn't stop eating her when I finished my cleaning duties, but I did start shifting my attention to her balls occasionally. The ping pong ball-sized orbs slipped easily into my mouth, and I massaged them with my tongue before applying gentle suction. I did this with each before returning to suck on Michiko's plump outer lips. All the while, I kept my eyes flitting between Michi's beautiful face and her erect cock, looking for specific signs. She started biting her lower lip, and I watched until her cock started bobbing on its own. When that happened, I took a big breath and drove all nine inches deep into my throat.

If her hands hadn't been where they were, her arms wouldn't have been covering my ears. Without them, I suspect I would have suffered at least temporary hearing loss from the ear-splitting scream she gave when she erupted. Her cock pulsed in my mouth and throat as she unloaded for the third time, sending hot, creamy jizz straight to my gut (where it belonged). I closed my eyes and came a little myself, not a complete orgasm but enough to make me twitch for a bit. Michiko was hoarsely screaming as she kept cumming, and she didn't seem to notice my frantic tapping on her side to let me up for air. In surprisingly quick fashion, that black hole opened up in front of me again, and I was treated to the curious sensation of falling in while Michiko slid out of my throat.

*****

I remember being awake and sort of floating in mid-air. I was warm, not uncomfortably so, and the world around me was a little hazy. I heard the wind blowing through trees and waves crashing against a beach, which seemed off. I looked around and immediately found myself staring at a beautiful blonde woman about my height and not wearing a stitch. Her body was fairly toned, with a nice set of double D-cup tits capped with large pink areolae and a reasonably sized dick hanging between her legs. She smiled at me, and I noticed her eyes were different colors: dark brown and ice blue...

"Hey," she said in a weirdly familiar voice.

"Hey," I responded. "Where, uh..."

"You're taking a little nap, I thought I'd keep you company for a bit." She walked over and laid next to me, placing her arm over my chest and snuggling up to me. Her skin was incredibly soft and soothing against mine.

"I don't think I've ever been this lucid in a dream before," I said, getting a giggle from my new companion. She sounded, and looked, a lot like Mama, but different in very specific ways. When we butted heads trying to lay them against each other's shoulders, my brain made the connection. "So, uh, you're me, I'm guessing."

She nodded. "Let's say I'm a mental construct of the you you think you should be right now."

"Clunky, but effective," I said, finally wrapping my own arm around her... or me, I guess. "So, what's the deal? You coming out anytime soon?"

"It's complicated," she said.

"Well, certainly, and I suppose you can't tell me specifics because I don't know them, so how could you?" She smiled and shook her head from side to side.

"That's one way of putting it, sure." She reached down to touch my dick, grabbing it and flopping it around a bit. "Has this figured out how long it wants to be yet?"

"No," I said with a huff. "I'm kinda getting sick of measuring it every day. But I suppose you know that already."

"Yeah, I was just being polite." I found that funny, and we both laughed. I suddenly felt very sleepy and gave a big yawn.

"Hey," Blended Me said as I started to slip away, "keep being awesome to everyone, huh? This will figure itself out eventually."

"I hope so..." I said, right before that big hole swallowed me up again.

*****

I opened my eyes to see Michiko staring back at me. "Holy fucking SHIT!" she exclaimed breathlessly. "I thought I was supposed to suck your soul out!"

I smiled as I crawled up to come face to face with her. I must not have blacked out for long at all. "I was inspired, and Tanya really seemed to like it earlier, so I thought 'why not?'"

"God, you're such a cumslut." Michiko kissed me playfully as she wrapped me in her arms. Just then, there was a loud knocking at the door.

"Hey! Are you murdering my daughter in there?!" Natsume's voice called through the door.

"Yes, otoosan, just a little anyway." I didn't know what else to say, and an orgasm joke was all I could think of. It didn't really work in this context, at least not in English.

"Well, that's... wait, you did?"

"Three times already!" Michiko said brightly.

"NICE." Apparently, Yukio was also listening in at the door.

"Sorry I asked!" It sounded like Natsume immediately regretted butting in, and we laughed as we heard her make apologies and retreat to a safe distance.

"So..." Michiko said, tracing her finger around my chest. "Got any more for me?"

"I might." I said, and Michiko turned to me with a sultry look in her eye. My dick was pressing into her thigh, so she knew I was ready.

"What do you want me to do?"

I thought about it for a bit, but there was really no question.

"Suck my cock, Michiko."

She didn't hesitate, and I laid back comfortably as she proceeded to give me a slow, loving blowjob. Honestly, we both needed a break from the intense stuff, and I made sure Michiko knew she could take her time. Her lips and tongue felt amazing on me as she cleaned me off, clearly enjoying the taste of our combined essences as much as I did.

Some time into Michi's blowjob, I noticed movement at the door. Someone had opened it slightly, and I caught the barest glimpse of that someone looking in to watch us. My cock surged a little when I realized what was going on, and I hoped that whomever it was enjoyed what they saw. Michiko's back was to the door, so she wouldn't have noticed anything. I decided that wasn't fair at all.

"Hey," I whispered between moans, "don't look now, but we've got an audience."

Michiko's eyes widened for a moment before she moaned around my dick. I raised my eyebrows a little, and she winked, wordlessly arranging our next steps.

"I love how my pussy tastes on your cock, baby," she said, a little louder than necessary. "You taste so good."

"So do you," I replied. We maneuvered a little to obscure whatever angle our voyeur had to us. If they wanted to keep watching, they'd have to open the door a little more. Our strategy payed off and, sure enough, the door opened just enough to reveal Yukio looking in on us. The look on her face betrayed her arousal, and the way she was moving indicated she was touching herself. I mouthed the word "Yuki" to Michiko.

"I'm gonna suck you dry, Ace," she moaned, "GOD, you make me so horny!"

"Oh yeah? You sure it was me and not Lucy's tits?" In the corner of my eye, I saw Yukio's eyes go very wide, and I had to clamp down on my surprise when I saw Lucy peek in from down around Yuki's midsection.