Cheryl's Secret (Two Stories Series) (15 page)

Akira looked
Cheryl over. He found her body to be attractive, and he liked the lighter shade of her skin compared to Akiko’s.

“I want you to become comfortable with my husband ‘touching
’ you. Stroke his cock, and allow him to massage your breasts.”

Cheryl complied, and this “following orders” way of doing things helped tame her nervousness.

Akira liked “following orders” too. Listening to his wife instruct him on how to fuck her sister was a fantasy come true beyond measure. He remained silent. He would express his gratitude to Akiko in other ways, at another time.

Cheryl
felt his cock grow rapidly with her gentle and cautious stroking. Akira found Cheryl’s breasts pleasing as her tender nipples grew firmer in his hands.

Akiko laid herself down on the bed and asked
Cheryl to sit next to her so she could observe the fingering techniques that her husband used. Akiko explained that there was something to the breathing the man had to do in order to “electrify” her pussy.

“Now I want you to finger my sister, honey
,” Akiko instructed.

A
kira complied, but when he touched Cheryl, she jerked back. Akiko laughed at her squeamishness, but wasn’t surprised, but
amused
by her sister’s lack of experience. Cheryl forced a smile and remained still.

“Now
, Akira will perform the
electrification,
the first stage of my technique. He’ll tense his finger when he breathes in, and relax it as he breathes out. After awhile, he’ll only be ‘imagining’ this tension and release cycle as he breathes. Try to breathe at the same time he does.”

As her husband used the technique,
Cheryl felt her body “electrifying”, not just where Akira’s finger was, but
all over
.

“
Oh… my… God!
Oh, my… God, Akira!
What are you doing? I’m...” Cheryl shouted in satisfaction. She let out a loud scream. For the first time in her sexual history, her orgasm was a fountain.

Akiko took turns with
Cheryl mounting him. Each time she showed Cheryl a different subtlety about how to move just right so that the man and woman can get the most pleasure.

“In my technique it
’s important that the man just lay there and not move. The woman is totally in charge. Remember, dominate a man in bed, and you dominate him in everything else,” Akiko advised Cheryl.

They practiced a long time.
Cheryl was impressed by how long Akira could stay hard and control exactly when he ejaculated. She wondered if Akiko taught him that.

In the final exercise,
Cheryl repeatedly lifted herself up so high that he was not even inside her, then penetrating deep when he landed.

“
It’s like the target shooting at the arrow,” Akiko commented poetically.

W
ith the breathing done correctly, and the rhythm just right, Cheryl felt like electricity emanated from the contact point, and throughout her body right before her orgasm, which was right on time for him too.

After the encounter was over, Akira kissed his wife and bowed to
Cheryl, then left.

Cheryl lay naked on the couch afterwards, with her hands resting between her legs. After her short nap and some tea, she knew what to do next.

“I think I want to practice this with Mark now.”

“I think you
should
go over and fuck him as soon as possible. By now he’s going to realize the snowball’s chance in hell he’s going to see Tanya again. Give Mark a call. Invite yourself over. Do it now, before someone else catches his eye,” Akiko insisted.

W
hen Cheryl dialed the phone, there was no answer.

“He probably just turned his
ringer off to go to sleep. He does that sometimes,” Cheryl said to Akiko.

But
I’ve always been able to get through whenever I call. I wonder what’s different.

“Well
you better get hold of him soon,
”
advised Akiko.

Cheryl
agreed then went to her room for the night, putting a towel over the wet spot before bed.

Akiko arrived home the next day around 5:00 PM to her confused-looking sister.

“Did you get hold of Mark yet?”

“No,” Cheryl responded, staring into space.

“You may
want to go over and see what he’s up to. Who knows, he probably gamed all night and turned the ringer off so he can sleep in. If he answers the door in his pajamas, you’re already halfway there,” Akiko said.

The phone rang
. Akiko saw it was Mark on the caller I.D.

“Speak of the devil
,” she said as she handed the phone to Cheryl.

“Good, I can tell him that Richard
didn’t work out, and I can go over and snag him.”

Cheryl
answered the phone. “Hi Mark, I’m glad to hear from you...”

Akiko waited patiently for them to finish talking, remaining quiet so as not to disturb, but remaining present so as to be informed.
After the conversation, Akiko consoled Cheryl. Both were in a state of shock. Tanya had gone on another date with Mark!

Sunday afternoon
rolled around, and Mark accompanied Cheryl to the barbecue at Akira’s home. Cheryl’s parents and a few friends were watching football while Mark and Akira were outside swimming in the pool. Akiko was standing in the living room with her green bikini on. She had just finished changing into it, and looked disappointed that Mark’s helping her put it on was too much
gentleman
and not enough
opportunist
. Cheryl took her sister aside in the next room to speak more privately.

“You better check to make sure
he isn’t gay,” whispered Akiko to Cheryl. “I had him help tie the back of my bikini. My breast was hanging out, and he did nothing!”

“
He’s probably just being a gentleman,” Cheryl responded, happy.

“Or maybe he’s just worried about Akira
,” Akiko responded, not as happy.

“Oh yes your
husband.
You think maybe that
marriage technicality
got in the way?”

“
It doesn’t stop most men when I show them what I got,” Akiko responded.

“He’s dating Tanya right now, and even though they’re not serious yet, maybe we should
both
step out of the way…”

“
That’s easy for
you
to say,
sister
. This is the
first
chance I’ve gotten. You’ve had
several
.”

“Do what you must,
sister,”
Cheryl answered with a sigh.

Cheryl
put her swimsuit on and joined Mark and Akira outside. Akiko joined in later.

They swam a few hours, and as it got later
into the evening, the four of them sat around talking. Cheryl endured Akiko laughing at nearly everything Mark said, and slapping his knee. She couldn’t get a read on how Mark was taking this.

Aki
ko smiled and asked Cheryl and Akira to get some more wine. They both walked to the kitchen, where they observed the two chatting.

“It looks
as if they’re having an intimate conversation,” Akira commented.

“Yeah, and Akiko’s p
utting her hand on his. Wonder what’s going on in Mark’s trunks
now,”
Cheryl responded.

“I think Akiko’s got him
by the looks of it,” Akira asserted.

“Well,
knowing Akiko, they’ll be fucking in the pool soon. I suggest we stop watching.”

“
I have a suggestion too,”
said Akira with a smile on his face, motioning his head toward the guest bedroom.

Uh
oh…

“That was a one-time thing.
I just wanted to learn the technique, O.K.?” Cheryl said matter-of-factly, turning away from Akira.

“Practice makes
perfect,”
Akira whispered to Cheryl as he rubbed his hand on her back.

“
Akira…” Cheryl said nervously as she felt her bikini top strings come undone. “If Akiko had her way, she’d have us all skinny dipping and taking turns with each other in the pool tonight. But that doesn’t mean…”

“S
kinny dipping? Great idea!” With that, Akira flung her top away.

Cheryl
leaned away from him. He pulled her back. He pressed into her, and she could feel his stiff cock poking her in the back, not connecting to anything yet, but she knew where this was going as she could
feel
he had already taken his trunks off.

“Maybe we can take
our turn
first,
right here,”
Akira said intently.

Cheryl
stiffened with fear but only for a moment. She gathered the courage to run, and fell down trying as Akira now had the rest of her bikini halfway down her leg. Akira fell down behind her. Before she could get away, Akira was gripping her left ankle, and moving closer.

Red alert, Cheryl
!

With her right leg free,
she kicked Akira in the face, and as he reeled back, he had the rest of her suit in his hand. She ran out of the kitchen, completely nude. She took one look back, and saw that Akira was still on the floor. He would never see as much of Cheryl again.

I should
have never let that guy fuck me! I brought this on myself. Shit, what am I going to tell Mark? I can’t rat this guy out. Everyone will find out what we did the other day!

Cheryl
dove into the pool, and as she got up, she treaded water to the sight of Mark standing next to Akiko, who was now removing her swimsuit. But his attention was completely on Cheryl.

“Hey, Cheryl has a fun idea; s
kinny dipping!” Akiko then looked around and asked “Where’s Akira?”

Cheryl blurted out “He’s not coming. I think he’s going to bed.”

Cheryl looked back into the kitchen and didn’t see Akira anymore.

I don’t think he made it back up.

Then she looked back at Mark and Akiko.

Oh my God, she’s whispering to him and tryin
g to take his suit off too. It's over. He’s going to fuck her. He probably thinks he can have me too.

To Cheryl’s surprise,
Mark pushed Akiko away and pulled his trunks up.

“You’re right
, Akiko, it’s not fair for the two of you to be naked while I’m clothed. So I’m just going home.”

It’s a miracle.

Cheryl got out of the pool, dried off and grabbed her robe. She didn’t get fully dressed. She just grabbed her keys and purse as she put it on walking briskly to the car.

“I’ll take you home Mark
,” Cheryl said, moving toward the backyard gate to the driveway. “I’ll be waiting in the car.”

Akiko put her robe on
also. Just as Mark grabbed his things and started walking away, Akiko squeezed him tightly.

This woman NEVER
gives up. God Akiko, He’s NOT INTERESTED. Don’t be such a slut. He’s not even hugging you back. Get a clue.

“What’s wrong, you don’t like me?” Akiko said, looking a bit sad.

“No, I DON’T!”

Damn, he’s got some balls.

Mark then got into the car with Cheryl. He asked “Cheryl, don’t you think I should drive?”

“I’m fine. I only had two glasses of wine, and the last one was an hour ago.”

After Cheryl drove a few blocks, she turned into an empty parking lot, parked the car, and looked at Mark for a moment.

I c
an’t hold it in any longer. He’s going to see me cry, and it’s going to be for real this time.

“Hold me Mark, PLEASE
!”

Cheryl
put her head down in Mark’s lap, putting her arms around him, and crying even louder.

“Dear God! Cheryl, what’s wrong?”

“It’s Akira. He’s the one who took my bikini off, not me.”

He’s going to ask me.
How do I explain this without him trying to kill Akira or call the police?

“Did Akira rape you?”

Cheryl shook her head and composed herself more.

“No, he didn’t”

“Then what happened?” Mark asked compassionately.

“Mark, please, promise me
that you won’t do anything to Akira, and don’t
ever
mention this to Akiko…”

Mark interrupted. His voice was firmer this time. “
Cheryl, you
know
I can’t keep that promise.”