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Second Encounter with the Hardcore Delinquent Mom

You know what's expensive in life? College expenses. You know what's even more expensive in life? Apartment rent.

Ugh.

When he graduated from High School, he was at the highest of highs in life. He remembered the emerald green gown he wore, he remembered the mortarboard on his head, and – above all – he remembered the feel of his diploma in hand. The feeling of it – the weight of it – was something he'd never forget. For the world, his Graduation Day was just another day. But for him – for Jasper Carlyle – it was the first day of the rest of his life.

And then, ya'know, the rest of his life actually started.

He had planned beforehand how his life was going to pan out following his graduation. Before he woke up for Graduation Day, he already knew what college he was going to go to, what major and minor he wanted to study, even what apartment he wanted to live in. Blame his relentless need for schedules and rigidity on his mother: she was always a domineering helicopter mom. Still, it gave him some modicum of control over what could have been the most chaotic moment of his life. All he needed to do was... move forward.

But you know what they say about one's best-laid plans... they often go awry.

“Hey! Kiddo! Eyes up! We're headin' towards our destination.”

“Hnn...! Y-yeah...!”

'CONTINENTAL UNITED MOVERS'. You probably see one of their trucks driving on the road all the time and don't think much of it. Besides, what is there to think? They're just another in a long, long, long list of moving companies that dot the country. If you need something moved somewhere and the strong muscle to boot, then Continental United Movers are the folks for you! Just, uh... don't put their name into an acronym. That's a very bad idea...

When Jasper graduated from High School, the only thing he hadn't planned for was having a job. Yes, he had a job during his high school days, but that was working for minimum wage at a local grocery store; he doubted a budget as modest as that would pay for all the changes adulthood would bring. Sure, college tuition would be handled by things like student loans, but what of apartment rent, and general things like groceries and utilities? He needed more money than ever before, and that required him to get a new job.

Thankfully, he knew someone who could help him find the job he needed.

Keiko Shiratori. Hers was a name that – even now – held incredible sway over Jasper's heart. No matter where he heard it, no matter when he heard it, he would feel a wave of relief wash over him. His body would grow warm, an airy sigh would leave his lips, and he'd smile from cheek to cheek like a love-struck teenager.

Or, well, guess he's a love-struck young adult now.

Keiko Shiratori was a woman he had known almost all his life. Mostly because her son was his best friend. His name was Yusuke Shiratori, and he was a kid as rough and tumble as he looked. A far cry from Jasper's more prim and proper ways. And yet – despite his mother's objections – Jasper and Yusuke became the quickest of friends, where they remained throughout the years. From childhood to teenage years to adulthood, the two were damn-near inseparable.

And then, before graduation – just a few months ago, in fact – Jasper fucked Yusuke's mom.

It was something that just sorta kinda happened, ya'know? Jasper had kept his crush on Keiko a secret for years, or at least, he thought he kept it a secret. But one day when he went to hang out and sleepover at his friend's house, things took a more steamy turn with Keiko, and... well...

He fucked Yusuke's mom.

For her, it was a kinky thrill, and nothing more. Having sex with a young man as old as her son – and was her son's best friend no less? Not to mention the fact that her son was sleeping in his bedroom nearby? That was the most thrilling fuck she's had in years! But for Jasper, it was something else. For him, it felt like his romantic feelings for Keiko were finally reciprocated in the most primal way imaginable.

But...

But...

The other dreams did not come true. While he and Keiko shared a steamy night of passion – his first night of passion – there were no others. They did not go out on dates, they did not start a relationship, and, hell, they barely even spoke about what they did. Not that Jasper didn't try, but it became clear to him that for Keiko, their thrilling fuck was just that; a thrilling fuck, and nothing more.

Is this what heartbreak feels like? It was so... bleh...

But Keiko remained a fixture in his life. She was still the mother of his best friend, and he still cared about her considerably. But due to her brash nature, and his admittedly more sheepish demeanor, he couldn't muster the courage to fully confront her about what they did, and his everlasting feelings for her. His final months of school made things even harder, as he became more focused with acing tests and his final exams, not to mention getting into his college of choice, among many other things.

And then, of course, Graduation Day came. He and Jasper threw their graduation caps together, excited and proud of their accomplishments. Their families partied, and for that night, it was the second happiest day of his life. The first being his steamy affair with Keiko, of course.

A part of him thought about talking to her about what they did that night months ago... but... he didn't want to ruin the otherwise good vibes going on, so he stuffed it aside.

What came next were the many changes adulthood brings. Jasper couldn't spend his summer relaxing; he had to get ready for college in the fall! That included moving into his new apartment, and – of course – finding a new job. The biggest change however, came with Yusuke. He decided not to go to college, something Jasper knew beforehand as they spoke about it during their high school days. Instead, his best friend decided to become a trucker.

Naturally, becoming a trucker meant spending days, if not weeks, perhaps even months on the open road. That sounded like pure hell to Jasper, but it was the complete opposite for Yusuke. His friend had often dreamed of being free from his mother's thumb, and allowed to roam the country and see all of its beautiful sights. To him, open roads and weeks away from home was nothing short of heaven.

But an unfortunate side effect of his choice meant that Jasper – his best friend since childhood – was suddenly left alone in the world. He had other friends, yeah, but none of them were as close to him as Yusuke was. For the first time in a long time, Jasper felt... lost. Heh... he never thought a friendship would make him feel such a way...

And that's where Keiko came in.

Hey, kiddo. Looking for a job? I could really use the help at the place I work at. That is, if you're up to it.

She had to know what she was doing. It didn't matter if she worked at her old factory or worked at a sewage facility; the idea of working alongside her in a job was a chance too big to pass up. Being paid above minimum wage was just the icing on the cake. Of course he said 'yes'! No, he didn't just say 'yes'. He enthusiastically shouted out--

YEEEESSSS!!!

And, yeah, it was as embarrassing as you'd think it was.

There was no hesitation on Jasper's end... even though, now that he thinks about it, agreeing so soon was kinda stupid. Ya'see, Keiko worked at a factory; a steel mill, to be exact. She was always a rough and tumble kinda gal, and so she needed a rough and tumble kinda job. The idea of Keiko working at a desk sounded like an oxymoron.

That being said, Jasper himself really couldn't work at a steel mill. Those facilities require a level of strength and heat resilience that he did not have. Fortunately for him, Keiko no longer worked at said steel mill... probably because the steel mill had been closed down for the past month now. Why? Various lawsuits and the like, you know that deal.

Which is how we end up back... here!

CONTINENTAL UNITED MOVERS! Once again, do not turn that name into an acronym.

Their truck could be seen driving down the roads of Document City; a big bold vehicle that was blue with white text. Around cars it swerved, around corners it drifted, being far too swift and nimble for a vehicle its size. One could only wonder if the packages within were kept safe... and if the person driving the truck even cared.

Eventually, the big and bulky vehicle drifted into a residential area. Various townhouses rested alongside one another, with people walking along the sidewalk. And as the truck came to a halt, a certain young man stepped out of it, his eyes rolling around in circles.

He was a soft young man, to put it lightly. His orange hair was silky, curly and wavy, and his features were clear and gentle, lacking any sort of blemish or stain. Even his eyes – which were spinning around due to the speeds of the truck – were some of the brightest blues you'd ever see.

Dressed in a jean jumpsuit that bore the 'CONTINENTAL UNITED MOVERS' on its surface in big, bold letters, you'd be forgiven for thinking he was some sort of cosplayer, and not an actual mover! But despite his stature – or lack thereof – this was his job... even if he looked like he was about to puke.

“Oh... K-Keiko...” he muttered, “I...! You drive so... fast...”

“Heh heh!” a voice chuckled from nearby, “Toldya I drive kinda crazy, didn't I?”

She appeared from around the corner of the truck; a woman who was a complete 180 from the sputtering young man who emerged from the truck. Whereas he was a bit short, she was surprisingly tall. Whereas he had these soft and clear features, she had this strong, 'don't fuck with me' kinda of demeanor. And whereas he was a human, she was a fox. An albino fox, to be specific.

Tall, athletic, and somewhat bulky, the vixen's fur was a pale-silver, while her hair was blonde, wild, and unkempt, with a single slick bang hanging between her eyes. Her red eyes. The eyes of a coy vixen, that were sharp, deadly, and piercing. Eyes that were almost at odds with the wicked grin she sported.

Jasper Carlyle and Keiko Shiratori. They were the... um... 'dynamic duo' who drove and operated Truck #19. And while he had only been working this new job for about a week now, Jasper felt like he was getting the hang of things. He didn't know if he'll ever come to terms with Keiko's driving, however...

“Alright, check the tablet,” said the vixen as she crossed her arms and leered at him, “What's goin' where, Jasper?”

“R-right,” said the young man as he pulled a tablet from out of the truck behind him, “Let's see... hm... ah! That's right! We have several packages that need to be delivered to 347 Wesson Street...” he pulled his head up and looked over, “Hope they're not heavy...”

“They're always heavy, you should know that by now,” said Keiko as she walked over towards the back of their truck, “C'mon! Let's get a move on! I'm sure it's some newlywed's shitty furniture set. Ugh... let's not keep 'em waiting...”

With a groan and dismissive sigh, the vixen turned and began walking off, with Jasper staying behind. He couldn't help himself; no one could help themselves. When a tall and beautiful vixen like Keiko is walking by, could anyone look away?

Jasper's eyes lingered upon the vixen, watching her walk away as her strong and voluptuous body filled out her jean jumpsuit juuuuuuust right. It clung to her almost like a second-layer of skin, clinging to her hips and waist. And the way she kept it unzipped at the top emphasized and drew attention to her cleavage, a sight that Jasper wasn't too shy about abusing.

He's seen her naked before, but that didn't make her body any less of a treasure.

“Hey! Kiddo! Ya comin'?”

“Y-yeah!”

Rushing over quickly, Jasper skidded to Keiko's side. The vixen was looking up at the shutter doors of the truck, where she undid its latch, causing them to slide up. Inside were a bevy of boxes, all of which had 'FRAGILE' written on them in big, bold red colors, and all of them contained who knows what. Each package had a sticker facing them, saying their destination and the name of their owner, making it that much easier for them to make their deliveries.

“Four packages,” said Jasper as he faced the boxes before them, “We have four boxes we need to deliver here.”

“Then let's get deliverin'.”

Four packages, right? Fortunately, due to the way they handle business, their four packages were packed in a way that they were all close together. It made it easier to make their deliveries when items going to a certain location were sectioned off together; Continental United Movers' policy.

Reaching over, Keiko easily grabbed two of the four packages, her muscles flexing in a showing of power. A silent gasp left Jasper as he watched the vixen pull back, marveling at the raw power on display. The boxes could have weighed several tons each, and yet she made it seem like she was lifting a box of feathers.

“Hey, Kiddo,” said Keiko as she looked down upon Jasper, “C'mon, let's get moving. Grab your two packages and get a move on.”

“Right... right!”

Mentally slapping himself, Jasper snapped into place. He had the rest of his work shift to marvel and ogle Keiko; right now, he had a job to do. So looking forward, he gazed towards two inconspicuous boxes in the distance, both going to 347 Wesson Street. Keiko took the larger pair of boxes; these two were downright puny in comparison. He could easily grab them both, and they could get this job done in a matter of moments.

So Jasper reached out, grabbed the two boxes, pulled, and...

Hmm... uuh... hm... oh my...

They didn't move. Okay, that's a bit hyperbolic; they did move, they only moved a tiny bit. They practically dragged against the ground, making the young man pull back in confusion. Eyebrow raised, Jasper stared at the two boxes, before pulling again. And once again, they barely moved.

“What the...? Hnmph! Hnm! Nh!”

Each time he pulled, they draaaaagggged against the floor of the truck, until he eventually brought them to the edge of the truck. It was then that Jasper realized he had bitten off more than he could chew. Of course, comparing himself to Keiko was bound to fail! She was a strong and tall fox! And while he wasn't weak, his strength was but a drop in a bucket compared to a brash delinquent such as herself!

“Um... uhh...” said Jasper to himself as he looked at the two boxes.

“Hey! Jasper!” shouted Keiko from a distance, “Get your ass over here! Where's those fuckin' boxes at!?”

“C-coming!”

Ah, the fancies of youth. On one hand, Jasper was smart enough to know trying to pick up these two boxes was the dumbest thing he could possibly do. Just one of them was obviously too heavy for him, let alone both. It would be smarter for him to use both hands to try and pick up one of the boxes one at a time.

But that was what a smart person would think; a person who isn't affected by the need to impress a girl. And let's face it: the dumbest acts in history were caused by men merely trying to impress the fairer sex. So even though Jasper was smart enough to know what he was doing was incredibly stupid, he was stupid enough to try it anyway.

He'd do anything if it impressed Keiko, even if it was a little bit.

So – with all the misplaced courage that only a young man like him could give – Jasper wrapped his arms around the two packages, and flexed. And almost immediately, he realized what a colossal dumb idea this was. He was able to make the two packages move just a smidgen, but try, try with all his might to lift them, they just would not budge! So he flexed harder, lifted harder, gripped them tighter and lifted with his legs. Even as sweat percolated on his form, and strained drool began oozing from his mouth, he did not stop.

And after what felt like an eternity of lifting, Jasper finally – finally – managed to lift those two packages up. They immediately caused his arms to drop like they were a pair of noodles, but dammit, he managed to lift them; that's got to account for something, right? And as pride swelled within his chest, he turned around, and--

Plap!

Breasts. Busty, firm, perky, breasts. Jasper's face slammed into a pair of busty, firm, perky, breasts. They cradled him, lifted him, supported his head. And, damn, did he just want to melt against them. They were so comforting, so familiar to him, that Jasper could go to sleep right then and there if given the chance to.

But instead, he worked his head up and stared at the woman whom these breasts belonged to. Keiko was looking back at him.

“Havin' some issues there, kid?” asked the vixen with this wry grin on her lips.

“Mrrph... K-Keiko...” he mumbled back, unable to pull himself from her tits.

“Ugh... what the hell am I gonna do with you?” she groaned... before reaching down to grab his packages, “C'mon, give me that shit...”

While Jasper was still struggling to lift those two packages, Keiko reached down and grabbed both into her strong hands. And while he was using all the strength in his body to try and hold them, the vixen lifted both up with the greatest of ease. Hell, her spine even arched, like she was a body-builder flexing for a stage show.

“I'll tell ya the same shit I tell Yusuke,” said Keiko as she tilted her head at Jasper, “Don't bite off more than you can chew, Jasper. There ain't no shame in needing some help.”

“Hn... r-right...”

“Now let's go,” she paused for a moment and looked around, “I can't stand this area of the city. Buncha rich ass-hats live here. Ugh!”

…

So this is how his work here at Continental United Movers went. He and Keiko start their mornings loading their truck up with all the boxes and packages they needed for multiple deliveries. They then drive throughout the city, delivering said packages until their truck was empty. Upon completion, they return to the main facility, where they load their truck up with more packages. Rinse and repeat until their eight hour shift is over.

Now, that's not to say their job was a complete drain on one's soul. It did come with various boons. For, you see, without a foreman or supervisor to oversee everything they did at every moment, it allowed the drivers of Continental United Movers to have a lot of free time so long as they delivered their packages on time. Which means a lot of unsupervised but paid break time.

Zippies was one of those drive-in only restaurants you'd see every now and then. Ya'know the type, right? A place with only outdoor tables and no indoors to speak of? Beforehand, Jasper could only remember a handful of times where he's actually gone to Zippies. It was just one of those places, ya'know? A restaurant that seemed to be popular with everyone except your family. But ever since he got this job at Continental United Movers, he's learned a few things about Keiko. One of which being that she loved Zippies.

Wham!

“Here ya go, kiddo!”

“Ah...?”

Before him was a basket with a burger, fries, and a large drink. The 'Speedway Combo' as Zippies called it. Seeing that big, juicy burger and those golden fries, made Jasper's mouth water. But not nearly as much as the sight of Keiko as she sat opposite of him on this table with her own Speedway Combo. Hers being extra large, of course. More fries, an even larger drink, and a burger with three patties as opposed to his paltry one. A larger meal fit for a woman of her caliber.

“Now that's what I'm talkin' about!” said the vixen as she licked her lips hungrily, “I've been lookin' forward to this shit all day!”

“I'll say...” he replied, though he appeared more transfixed on Keiko's busty cleavage than he was his food. Something the vixen was keen to notice.

Her cheeky grin shifting into an annoyed glare, she brought her hand down to the zipper of her jean jumpsuit, and pulled it all the way up. The 'Zzzzziiiiiiiiiiip!' noise echoed out right up until she covered her cleavage, blocking it from view.

“Eyes down here, kid,” said Keiko as she brought his gaze back down to his food, “Ugh. I expect shameless gazing from Yusuke, not a good kid like you, Jasper. I don't care if it's me, you can't go around lookin' at girls' tits all day. People'll think you're a pervert.”

Jasper blushed at his scolding and nodded... though it was only a matter of time before he did it again. After all, was it really possible for him to not marvel at the woman of his dreams, especially when he works alongside her? No, absolutely not... and Keiko knew that. He knew that – on some level – she absolutely adored the attention he lavished her in.

But for now, they ate their lunch. Occasionally, Jasper would look up, stealing glances at the vixen. Heavens, even the way she ate was wonderful and majestic. These big, strong bites, these wicked grins, the way she'd glare at him with her red eyes every now and then; it was all so... perfect!

“By the way, I don't know if you've heard it enough, but good job,” said Keiko, snapping Jasper into place, “You're a bit on the weaker side, but you never complain about what you gotta do. You just sit up and put up, and I respect that, Jasper!”

“Um... th-thanks...” he replied, cheeks turning an intense red at her praise.

He paused for a moment, eating his food silently while his mind raced with thoughts. While he had only been working here a week, he had spent said week getting used to his new job as a mover. It gave him little time to sit back and enjoy a quiet moment with Keiko, especially since she was such a... ahem... spirited driver.

But here, at Zippies where they were casually eating, he finally felt the courage to ask her a question. Jasper just couldn't let their one night of passion remain as a single night of passion. At the very least, he needed to hear her say it from her own lips that she didn't want to be in a relationship with him. And – more importantly – he just needed to say...

I love you.

But as his chest raised up and he finally mustered the courage to speak...

“Keiko, I--”

“Waaaah!?”

The vixen's shout cut him short. Snapping upright, Keiko's hand dropped to her pocket, where she pulled out her phone. To her and Jasper's surprise, it was buzzing furiously, causing the albino vixen's red eyes to grow wide.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck! Fuck!” she shouted as she shoved her phone back into her pocket, “Dammit, Jasper! We gotta move! Like... right now!”

“What?” Grab! “Oof!?”

“No time to explain!” she shouted as she snatched him up by his shoulder, “Let's get going! We gotta make a delivery asap!”

“A-another delivery! B-but we just got here!” Jasper groaned as he was forcibly tugged back to their truck.

But Keiko didn't explain any further, instead stuffing herself into the driver's seat, pulling her seat belt over her body and jamming her keys into the ignition, she barely gave Jasper enough time to fasten himself in place before she slammed her foot on the gas pedal, and--

VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMM!!!

“WHOA!?”

Like a bullet from the chamber of a magnum, Keiko shot out from their parking spot and roared out onto the city streets. Jasper was jerked back by the sudden burst of speed, his grip on tightening on his food as he feared scattering it throughout their truck. Not that the vixen cared. Her gaze was focused, her lips in a pout, her grip on the steering wheel as tight as a clamp, all as she commanded their weighty vehicle with the same finesse as a racer in a Formula 1 car.

Their truck swerved around other cars, snaking between vehicles with an almost otherworldly skill. Some other drivers may have even swore they saw that truck fade through other vehicles like some sort of phantom! And as they came to a corner they needed to turn down, Keiko popped the clutch, performing a wicked drift that caused them to slide past several other cars. They moved so quickly that Jasper's eyes grew wide, right as the force of the slide threw him back.

“Ooof!?”

Eyes swiveling in his skull, Jasper struggled to get a grip on himself before looking over towards Keiko. The vixen was, heh, driven on driving their car to their destination, treating other drivers and bystanders as obstacles they needed to avoid. Even red lights were more or less suggestions that she could ignore at her own discretion.

Jasper did not have his license yet. Driving with Keiko felt like he was absorbing all the wrong lessons through osmosis. But despite the admittedly frightening way she drove – and don't get it twisted, he was fearful for his fucking life! – Jasper's eyes slid over towards the vixen's body. Somewhere – between running back to the car and getting into it – Keiko had unzipped her jumpsuit again, revealing her furry, busty bosom. And, damn, did her bust bounce!

Up and down! Up and down! Wobbling, wobbling, wobbling! Bouncing, bouncing, bouncing! Her cleavage was like a pair of firm balloons, quivering endlessly before his eyes. And maybe it's the already intense, adrenaline-fueled thrill of Keiko's driving, but damn, could Jasper not pull his eyes away from her breasts. There was this near infinite feedback loop of Keiko's driving making their truck bounce and jerk all around, which caused her breasts to bounce and jerk all around. The wilder she drove, the more irresistible her chest became, and before he knew it...

EEEEEEAARRRRRRRRK!!!

“OOOF!?”

Thank heavens he wasn't too cool to wear a seat belt!

Keiko slammed on the breaks of the truck, nearly throwing Jasper from his seat. Instead, he was tugged and then slammed back down by his seat belt, where he was left panting for breath like he'd run a marathon. The vixen meanwhile parked their car on the side of the street, right outside a one-story home.

“Let's go, Kiddo,” she said as she opened the door, “Our delivery's waitin'.”

“R-right... I-I-I-I'm coming... coming c-c-coming...” Jasper mumbled back as he struggled to not vomit. Is this what vertigo feels like? It's so debilitating...

Ugh. His food got all over his jean jumpsuit, leaving such a mess. Guess that's a trip he'll need to make to his local laundromat...

After regaining his senses, Jasper got out of the truck and walked around to the back of the truck where Keiko stood. Despite her rampage through the city streets, it seemed as if the vixen avoided any and all manner of police interference, allowing them to do their work at their leisure. It just seemed like a special ability only she had.

Grabbing the latch at the bottom of the shutter doors, Keiko released it, causing the doors to slide up and open. Another unique ability of hers? Despite – once again – rampaging through the city, none of the packages within seemed disturbed. Everything was right where it ought to be, left undisturbed as if nothing more than a gentle breeze brushed along the truck.

Seriously, how did she do it?

“Okay,” said Keiko as she drew his attention to a long and flat box to the side, “That's what we need to pick up according to the text I received. It goes here, to 321 Faux Road...” she tilted her head, “Hmm... bit of a big looking box there. Looks like I'll need a little help,” she turned, “Hey, Jasper.”

“Yeah?”

“Think you can get in there and grab the other side of the box and help me take it down?”

“Uuuhh...”

Walking over towards the other side of the box, he shook his head. It was so tightly packed against boxes behind it, that there was no room for him to maneuver in. Realizing this, Keiko groaned and rolled her eyes.

“Fuck it,” she muttered, “I'll pull it out a little to make space for you. When I do, get on the other end and help me take it out, okay?”

“Yeah. I got it.”

“Good...” she grabbed the box as tight as she could and began to pull, “Let's... fucking... go... nngh... wha? WHOA!? J-Jasper, get out of the wa--”

“AAH!?”

THUD!

…

So... yeah... um... heh... uh... hm...

Jasper dislocated his arm.

He remembered everything that happened as clear as day. Keiko lifted that large object – it turned out to be a TV, by the way – and started pulling it back. But something happened; her grip must have slipped, or her feet lost traction. Regardless, she started falling back... and she didn't stop. And guess who happened to be standing right behind her? Yup, that's right, Jasper.

He remembered feeling her ass fall on his face. It was big, curvy, shapely, and it felt so amazing. That jean jumpsuit they wore did little to block the feeling of her curvaceous butt as she used him like a seat. It was accidental, yeah, but damn did it elicit something inside of him... if only for a few moments before the pain took over.

Keiko shot up soon after, and when they checked his arm, yeah, it was dislocated. Thankfully, Continental United Movers had incredible health insurance. It's a moving agency; it is imperative that it has amazing health insurance due to how many workers get injured on a daily basis. Honestly, Jasper got off rather lightly with only a dislocated arm; some of his fellow movers have suffered much, much worse.

Still, a dislocated arm is still an injury, and one that would leave him home ridden for a week or so: doctor's orders. Thankfully, not only did Continental United Movers have great health insurance, but it also gave their injured workers paid leave while recuperating. So – in some strange way – Jasper now had a week long vacation all to himself. Naturally, he spent it doing nothing in his apartment.

This was rather impromptu, ya'know...

Jasper's apartment was a cheap place. In this case, 'cheap' means 'small'. Very, very small. So small that it doesn't even have separate rooms! It's just one room of adequate size, with his bedroom, his living room, and his kitchen all connected. Only the bathroom was separate from the rest, and that was small too!

Not that Jasper's complaining, mind you. While his apartment doesn't give him much room to operate in, it was still his apartment. He no longer had his strict mother looming over his shoulder, giving him a level of freedom living his parents' house just couldn't offer him. Even if he did spend a lot of said freedom sitting on his couch and doing a whole lotta nothing.

Speaking of which...

He sat on his couch, watching TV. One arm in a sling, and his other arm scratching the arm that was in the sling. You know what's the worst thing about this damned cast? All the itches he gets that he's just forced to deal with. He had a fork that could reach under his cast and scratch certain areas, but there's plenty of other areas that were untouchable.

Great.

Otherwise, living with this cast wasn't a big issue. That's okay. What was the issue was how boring he found life to be when he didn't have work. With Yusuke away in other states being a trucker, Jasper had no one to really hang out with. For him, work was a way of keeping him entertained on most days. He thought about playing games, but this cast made that surprisingly frustrating, so that's a no. Now here he was, struggling to keep his wits about him as he watched mind-numbing material as... Hunting for Houses. Ugh.

Why couldn't any of his Tubers update today?

Fortunately for him...

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Something entertaining was coming to him.

“Hey! Kiddo! Ya there?”

“K-Keiko...?”

Turning to face the door with an eyebrow raised, Jasper shot it an incredulous gaze. He had received painkillers to help with his dislocated arm, with some of the side effects of said painkillers being light hallucinations. Was this one of those 'light hallucinations'? Was he suddenly hearing Keiko's voice? Slight problem with that; he wasn't taking any of the painkillers. He didn't need them! So...

“Kiddo! If you're ignorin' me for what I did to ya arm, just tell me!” the vixen shouted through the door, “I already apologized! The hell else you want from me!?”

“Ah! W-wait! I'm coming!”

Getting up from his feet, Jasper quickly rushed over towards the door of his home and opened it up. Just in time to--

Punch!

“Oof!?”

“What!? Oh shit! S-sorry!”

Damn. Keiko just couldn't help but to accidentally hurt Jasper, could she?

He just had to open the door at the wrong time, didn't he? Keiko was readying up to knock on the door once again... which caused her to accidentally strike Jasper. His eyes rolled about in a slight daze and he stumbled back. But before he could fall, the albino fox's hands fell on his shoulders, gripping and holding him upright. And after a few moments, his gaze finally reset, and he looked up towards the concerned face of the vixen before him.

“K-Kid!” said Keiko, “Are you okay?”

“I-I'm fine...” said Jasper as this hapless smile appeared on his lips, “I was just a bit... uh... s-surprised... um...”

Pulling back an inch or two, he looked Keiko up and down. On her chest was this light blue hoodie, and on her legs were these tight jeans. Casual wear? When's the last time he got to see her wear something casual? She appeared so... aah... attractive. How odd.

“Hey, Kiddo,” said Keiko as she looked him up and down, “Are ya okay? Your cheeks... it's all red...”

“Oh? What? M-me?” said Jasper as he chuckled sheepishly, “I-I'm fine! Really! Uhhh...” he looked her back up, “Wh-what about you? Why are you here...? Is... something wrong?”

“What? No!” replied the vixen with a dismissive wave of her hand, “I came here to check up on you. I haven't seen you since the ambulance hauled you away! Speaking of...” she leaned in, “Did you really need an ambulance? That seemed like overkill for a dislocated arm...”

“I-It wasn't my choice!” he replied, his head shaking left and right, “Th-that's just company policy!”

“Heh heh! I'm just jerking your chain, Jasper!” said the vixen... before leaning in, this mischievous smile on her lips, “Well... are you going to invite me inside...?”

“Uhhhh...”

Jasper's eyes grew wide, while Keiko leaned forward in such a way that drew attention to her chest. And how couldn't it? The hoodie she was wearing was like her jean jumpsuit, being unzipped to the point that her busty cleavage was visible. And that busty cleavage was glaring at his face, downright demanding that he ogle her chest like some pervert!

Well...

“Um... s-sure... c-come in...” he muttered.

“Heh heh! Thanks, kiddo.”

Stepping aside, Jasper allowed Keiko inside. As she entered, she looked up and around, gazing at his small yet welcoming home. He didn't have much, but this wasn't a sign of a shut-in or anything like that. Jasper was just a homely and clean young man... unlike her own son.

“Sooooo... this is where you live,” said Keiko as she looked at his sparse home, “I've seen some bachelor pads in my day, but never as clean as this...” she paused, “And no randomly placed condoms...”

“C-condoms...!?” he repeated as he stammered in place, “N-no! No condoms for me! They're a bit... uh... i-it's not like I need them or anything!”

“Why's that?” asked Keiko as she gazed at him, this taunting grin on her lips as she gripped the zipper of her hoodie, “You aren't thinkin' about inviting some young thing into your apartment and...” Ziiiiiiip! “Fuckin' the hell outta her? Heh heh...! We both know you're pretty good at that~”

Keiko's words, the look in her eyes, the grin on her lips, and the tone of her voice, all put a specific thought into his head. That night of steamy passion they shared together, months ago, wrapped in her bed, while Yusuke slept unaware in another room. That seemed to be the point, especially with the way she zipped her hoodie down and pulled it from her body.

“Aaaah... shit...” muttered Keiko as she pulled her jacket from her shoulders, revealing the thin top she wore beneath, “It's hot as hell outside. This summer heat's beginning to kill me...”

She was wearing a tank top beneath, one that was black and had the image of a cartoon skull on its surface. This thin top gripped tight on her body, and did one hell of a job drawing attention to her ample cleavage. But this was typical of Keiko. It was harder to find clothes that didn't flaunt her cleavage than clothes that did! So you'd think Jasper would be used to seeing the pale-silver tops of Keiko's furry boobs.

You'd be wrong.

His cheeks turned an intense red as he shamelessly looked his eyes upon Keiko's chest. The vixen – her tail swaying and ears twitching – walked over towards his couch and sat down, her arms resting along its spine as she reclined. Eyes closed, Keiko gave a groan of relaxation and pushed out her chest, acting as if she owned the place. And, damn, with the way she moved, she might as well own it.

“Hey, Jasper,” said Keiko, snapping him from his trance.

“Wh-what?”

Bringing her head down, she turned and faced him with an eyebrow raised. He looked like some deer caught in headlights with how he gawked at her, while she appeared more restrained and nonplussed. That is until her eyes trailed along his arm... where a look of light pain appeared on her face.

“Ugh... fuck...” she mumbled, before patting down the empty spot next to her, “Hey, sit down, Jasper. You shouldn't strain yourself too much with your arm in that sling...”

“I'm fine, really,” he replied, though he did walk over and sit next to her, “I think the doctor went a little crazy with the whole sling thing. It's just a dislocated elbow...” he shook his head, “I blame it on my mother. She was nearly hysterical when she saw me in the doctor's office.”

“Ugh... that woman really needs to learn to dial back a notch...” Keiko muttered, before straightening up, “Well, there's no point in bemoaning it now. You got a whole week of paid time off for this anyway, which is great, right?”

“I... guess...” Jasper said with a shrug of his shoulders, “I don't really have much to do so... I just end up sitting around all day. I kinda wanna get back to work...”

“The hell kinda words are those?” said Keiko as she leered at him, “You actually want to go back to work? Other workers would break their own arms just to have a week off of paid work! And I'd be lying if I said I didn't think about doing so myself sometimes...” she shook her head, “Ya'know what, Jasper? What you need is a girlfriend: Someone who'll keep you active all day. Sittin' around in this crummy apartment all day is gonna fry your little brain.”

When the woman of your dreams – someone you've had sex with in the past – talks to you about a girlfriend, how do you respond? Do you just look at her? Do you attempt to dismiss her claims? Or do you tell her that, well, she's the girl you want as a girlfriend? Naturally, Jasper did none of those things; he lacked the courage to do so. Instead, he gawked at her, his cheeks an intense red.

Honestly, Jasper couldn't respond. It was like the universe was playing a trick on him, taunting him with what he wanted, but what Keiko cruelly denied him. Dammit, he hated this about himself. He wanted to tell her what was on his mind, but either lacked the courage to just come out and say it, or the situation wasn't right, or the moment was ruined by some outside force.

Then again... that was always when they were at work. Here, they were in his apartment, sitting on his couch. If there was ever a time to talk to her, it was now. So...

“Keiko, I--”

“Waaaaaait!”

And there it goes; that interruption he was fearing. Ugh...

“I didn't come here just to sit on your couch and fuck around,” said Keiko as she grinned at him, “Since your arm's in that sling, I figured I'd help ya out and take a load off your back. So...” she placed her hand on her chest, smiling in an arrogant manner, “I'm gonna cook for your sorry little ass!”

“C-cook...?” he repeated, “But... I've never... seen you cook before... c... can you cook?”

“The hell kinda question is that?” Keiko replied as she swung her fist in the air, “Of course I can fuckin' cook! I'm a mother, you dipshit! Did you think I just bought food for Yusuke and I all these years!?”

Snapping up off the couch, Keiko rushed over towards Jasper's kitchen, with him watching her. She had no qualms barging into his personal space like she owned it! His cabinets were searched through, his stove was turned on, and when she entered into his refrigerator.

“What the fuck...?” Keiko muttered, “Jasper!? There's like... almost nothing in here! Just... a bunch of fruits and vegetables...? And like... ham and turkey?”

“W-well it's not like I can cook...!” Jasper replied in an (rather poor) attempt at defending himself, “I buy some groceries, but... i-it's mostly stuff that I can just make into simple sandwiches...”

“Ugh... you're living on your own now...” Keiko bemoaned as she pulled various items out of his refrigerator, “You can't just... eat out all the time. That's not financially viable. You're smarter than this! Ghr... shit. Do I need to teach you how to cook?”

“Um... uh...”

Blushing from cheek to cheek and closing his eyes, Jasper sat quietly in place. On one hand, being scolded for his perceived childishness was embarrassing... buuuuuuuut, he'd be lying if he said he didn't like it. Heavens; was he so whipped for Keiko that even being scolded by her felt good?

Well... yeah.

But you know what feels even better? Weeeeeelll...

Jasper looked over towards his kitchen. Keiko was still rummaging through his refrigerator, but she did so in a rather... hm... sultry manner. Whether the vixen was aware of it or not, her butt was hiked up. Way up. And in her bent over position, Jasper saw everything. The curves of her ass were on full display, its peach shape taunting him as she swayed her hips left and right, and with her tail raised up, there was nothing to block his vision of her. Her tail was even wagging. Did she know she was wagging her tail?

“Hmm... I can make something outta this,” said Keiko triumphantly as she leaned upright, “Alright, Jasper! Ready for dinner? Actual dinner?”

“Y-YES!” he replied, causing her to jump in place. He then took a deep breath and coughed in an attempt to dispel his excited attitude, “I mean... y-yes. I'd... I'd love to have an... actual dinner.”

“Heh heh... okay~”

Chuckling, Keiko got to work. After she swiped a nearby apron, that is. Wait... where did he even get that apron from? Hm...

The apartment was soon filled with the scent of food being prepared. Despite being a so-called 'bachelor', Jasper had acquired some cooking utensils. Frying pans, pots, ladles; just a few of the essentials. It was mostly his mother's doing; she wanted to make absolute sure that he'd never want for anything when he started living on his own. At the time, he didn't understand, nor did he agree. What's the point in buying these things when he didn't know how to use them? But here? Now? Well... he silently thanked his mother for her controlling and overprotective nature.

Keiko moved with surprising skill as she prepared dinner. Swaying here, walking there, swirling her ladle, pouring contents within her pot, mixing in meats, and carrots, and potatoes. Ah... even a few onions here and there. Jasper didn't know what she was cooking, but that didn't matter. Just watching her move was more than pleasing enough.

But...

As he watched Keiko move gracefully around his paltry kitchen, that desire within him began rising again. She was torturing him, wasn't she? She had to be! The albino fox was too smart a woman to not realize what she was doing to him? Between her asking him to work with her at Continental

United Movers, the fact that she was always sporting her cleavage, and how she not so subtly flirted and taunted him before, Keiko had to know how his feelings for her ached at him. If not knowing it, she downright fanned the flames of desire within him! So why didn't she just talk to him about it?

Dammit! He couldn't take it anymore! He just needed to tell her how he felt! Which means, as soon as he opened his mouth...

“Alright! Dinner's ready, kiddo!”

Yup. The universe deemed it necessary to cut him off. Fucking universe!

Jasper's face fell flat as Keiko spun around to face him. But the moment his eyes met her gleaming red ones, he felt emboldened once again. He just couldn't hold any ill will towards her, could he?

Pot in hand, Keiko poured its contents into two bowls. Jasper could see steam visibly rise from the bowls, even with the distance. He could smell it too; this delicious and mouth-watering fragrance that made his stomach growl. Guess he was hungrier than he thought.

With mittens on her hands, Keiko carried the two bowls towards Jasper, this triumphant smile on her lips, and this taunting sway emanating from her hips. Before him on his coffee table, she placed the bowls down, revealing it to be...

Soup? Soup with carrots, and potato, and onions, and ground beef in it. It was...

“Beef stew...?” said Jasper, to which Keiko's face fell flat.

“It's not just beef stew, kid,” said the vixen, “It's called nikujaga.”

“Niku... ja... ga...?”

“Aaah... never mind... just call it beef stew...”

His stomach growling lightly, Jasper reached down for the bowl. Just a slight problem, being – of course – his arm sling. While it wasn't impossible to eat and the like, this arm sling did make some things slightly more annoying. Seeing this, Keiko rolled her eyes and picked up his bowl for him, holding it before her.

Silently, Jasper watched as the vixen blew over the steaming surface of his stew. Steam flowed out and into his nose, filling his nostrils with its delicious scent... while his eyes gazed upon the sight of her beautiful face. The softness of her expression, the way her lips pursed, the cool air she blew out; it may have been slight, but Keiko looked so incredibly beautiful in this moment. And when her red eyes looked up at him and her lips curled into a smile, Jasper could've sworn his heart skipped a beat.

“Jasper...” she whispered, her hand ghosting along the side of his bowl before gripping his spoon, “Open up.”

“Uh... okay... aaaaaawwwwwww...”

“Heeheehee... good boy~”

As he opened his mouth, Keiko guided the spoonful of stew into his mouth. Jasper was expecting it to burn his tongue, or at least be so hot that it causes slight pain and irritation. But, no; that didn't happen. Instead, when his mouth closed over that spoon, he gained an amazing burst of flavor. The meat, the vegetables, the broth; it all danced on his tongue, and triggered a pleasured moan from his lips. And when she heard it...

“Heh heh!”

Keiko laughed, her ears twitching as this genuine and beaming smile appeared on her lips.

“Like it, don't ya?” said the albino fox as she kept feeding him, “Ya'know, if we were married, I could feed you like this everyday!”

“Glk?”

She did that on purpose. She had to have done it on purpose! She would not bring up marriage unless she was doing it on purpose! She knew full well his feelings for her! And while marriage may be a bit extreme, he'd be lying if he said he hadn't fantasized about living the rest of his life with her!

That made this all the harder. While Jasper remained quiet as Keiko fed him spoonful after spoonful of beef stew, he felt his emotions within begin to bubble and rise. He could barely keep a lid on things!

But... maybe that was the point. Maybe all of this taunting and teasing was the point. Not just with her feeding him, but with her taking him into her business, and how she loves flaunting her cleavage. Keiko was a delinquent; through and through. She did things her way, and to hell with anyone who disagreed.

A woman like her didn't need some boy who pussyfooted around. What Keiko needed – what she wanted – was a man. And men were brave and courageous. If he wanted to woo her, he'd need to be that; brave and courageous. So once that bowl of stew was finished and the vixen placed it down, Jasper puffed out his chest.

No! He wasn't going to let anyone or anything stop him; not this time! The universe could send a meteor crashing on his head, and he still wouldn't stop! It would kill him... but it wouldn't stop him! Not yet. Not until he finally said--

“I LOVE YOU!!!”

He didn't mean to shout it out... but dammit, there was no taking it back now!

Keiko turned to face Jasper. But instead of appearing shocked or surprised, the delinquent mother was smirking at him. There was this taunting look in her eye, and the grin she sported was as mischievous as it was dangerous. She then extended her hand, and – to his surprise – gently dragged it along the side of his head.

“How kind of ya, kid,” said the albino fox, “I love ya too!”

Those words... he's wanted to hear those words for so long. But instead of feeling uplifted, Jasper felt dejected. The 'I love you' was there... but it was all wrong. Not wrong as in Keiko was lying, but wrong in the manner she meant it. When the vixen said 'I love ya too!', she meant it in the same way as one would suspect: ow a woman sounds when speaking to the best friend of their child. Of course she loved him!

She was toying with him again. But he wouldn't be deterred. That's not the kind of love he wanted from her. And, dammit, he was going to show her the kind of love he wanted from her! So he did something bold. Something so bold in fact, that even he couldn't believe he was doing it.

Jasper cursed.

“You... BITCH!” he shouted. And to further prove how bold and out of character he was being.

“Whoa?”

Jasper tackled Keiko to his couch.

The albino fox laid beneath him, his hand placed to the side of her head, pinning her to his sofa. But instead of looking frightened, annoyed, or angry, that mischievous grin of hers was still on her face. Looking up with her piercing red eyes, Keiko gazed into Jasper's blue eyes, while a few chuckles rose from her throat.

“Whatcha doin' there, kid?” she asked, “You're actin' real dangerous all of a sudden,” raising her hand, she placed her fingers upon his nose, poking him, “I recommend you get a hold of yourself, before you do somethin'... stupid.”

“I... I...” he shook his head, “I don't care! I...! Keiko, I can't take it anymore! If you don't wanna date me, then just say it! All of this... taunting! I feel like I'm being ripped apart from the inside! If I'm gonna be stupid, then I'll be stupid! But not until I... until you understand how much I love you...”

“Oh... aah... ah shit, Jasper...” she replied before leaning in, placing her forehead to his, “You're still a kid. You don't even know what love is.”

“Then... teach me. Teach me how to... nmmphh...”

Who kissed who first? Jasper couldn't say. A part of him thought it had to be him, right? He was the one above Keiko, pinning her beneath his (admittedly smaller) body. But he didn't remember moving in to kiss her. So maybe... she kissed him first? Or perhaps, they kissed each other at the same time? Regardless...

“Mmmmm...”

“Nmmm...”

The kiss felt amazing.

Keiko's head tilted to the side, deepening the kiss further. Their eyes closed shut soon after; the both of them falling under the spell that is this heated kiss. No words need be said; their bodies spoke a thousand of them.

Groaning, the albino fox pushed her body up against Jasper's, her breasts pressing to his chest. Her tongue then parted open his mouth, where it slid into his mouth. The two tasted from one another, drawing moans from the both of them, and increasing the only incredible heat.

Haah... she tasted so good. Grinding his tongue against her tongue, was like licking against cotton candy. Cotton candy with a hint of bourbon in it. Did she drink before coming here? Eh... it doesn't matter.

Though Jasper had only one hand capable of free movement, that didn't stop him from bringing his hand down and groping upon her body. His hand came to the side of her bosom, where he gave her chest a powerful squeeeeezzze. Ah... even through her thin top and bra, he could feel her breasts. And they were just as firm as he remembered them being.

“Heh heh...” Keiko laughed as she broke their kiss, her red eyes looking up at him, “Gettin' handsy already, Jasper? And here I was thinkin' you were some kinda good boy~”

“I...! Haaah...”

He didn't respond. How was he supposed to respond? By claiming he is a good boy while he, ya'know, gropes the tits of his best friend's mother? Yeah right; good boys don't do something like this? They don't do anything close to this?

So Jasper Carlyle wasn't a good boy. He was a bad boy. A very bad boy. And he was going to be as bad as he possibly could.

With a more affirmative grip, he squeezed and kneaded Keiko's tit through her top. Relaxing on the couch, the brash vixen laid back, allowing him to do as he pleased. Each grope, each knead, each squeezed, drew a heated breath from her mouth and made her back arch, pushing out more of his chest for his viewing and groping pleasure. And, dammit, did Jasper take advantage of this.

With her back arching off the couch, he pulled his hand down to her stomach. Ya'know, thinking about it, you'd never know Keiko was a mother. Yes, she was a mature vixen in her late 30s, but her body was so toned and athletic that you'd be forgiven for thinking she had no children, let alone one who was turning nineteen in a year. Keiko's stomach was so toned and so flat, he could feel the corded build of muscles beneath its smooth surface.

And that feeling drove his eyes further and further up, pushing his hand beneath her shirt where he gripped it... and pulled it up. More and more of her curvy and athletic body was revealed to him, all the way up to the hem of her bra... and the further up.

“Faah!”

“Heh heh!”

Her shirt came to the tops of her chest, exposing her breasts in all of their bra-clad glory. Keiko was a woman who was always – always – wearing a sports bra. He was sure her wardrobe had no normal bras to speak of! But the purpose of a sports bra is to compress and condense, stopping a woman's chest from, ya'know, bouncing when they get active. Which means, of course, Keiko's chest was even bigger than she let on.

Jasper's chest swelled over and over again, his bright blue eyes locked squarely on the vixen's chest. Chuckling, Keiko pulled his hands up and rested them upon her chest, drawing even more attention to her firm breasts.

“You boys,” she commented, “Always addicted to tits...” her eyes then locked in on him, “Wanna experience somethin' fun that only girls with big boobs can do?”

“W-what's that...?” Swift! “Nngh!?”

Something brushed along Jasper's crotch, making him flinch. He didn't know what it was, but it felt soft, and it moved with skill and precision. Looking down, he saw the culprit. Between their legs, Keiko's tail had slithered out, and she was using it to stimulate his manhood through his pants. Each stroke drew a groan from the young man, whose entire body quivered like a deck of cards threatening to spill over.

Her hand then slid down, replacing her soft tail with the more firm grip of her hand. Even through his pants, she could feel the thick outline of his dick as it twitched and throbbed with barely restrained need. So virile, so needy. And if memory serves, oh yeah, she had quite the package between his legs, didn't she?

Nine inches long, incredibly thick, filled with the powerful vigor of a young man; ah, the wonders of youth.

“Since your arm's in that sling, let me treat you all sweet and nice,” Keiko said flirtatiously, her red eyes locked on his face as she continued groping his cock through his pants, “Think of me like your nurse. So just sit back and relax... and let Momma Shiratori tend to you~”

“Keiko...”

Leaning up, the albino fox planted a kiss on his lips and cheek, causing him to sit back and free her beneath him. But Keiko did not stop there. Kissing Jasper more and more with her hand gently dragging down his broad chest, the vixen coaxed him to lean back upon his couch's armrest. Now she was the one on top, her red eyes aglow and this cocky smirk on her face.

But she didn't remain there for long.

Pursing her lips once again, Keiko pressed them upon Jasper's cheek. And then from his cheek to his neck. And from his neck to his chest. With 'Chu~' after 'Chu~' after 'Chu~', the albino fox left a trail of kisses down the young man's body. Each one coaxed a groan from his warbling lips, which further made her chuckle. But she didn't stop, not until she came down to his pants.

Since he wasn't planning on going anywhere today, Jasper's pants (or, well, they were more like shorts, but whatever) didn't do a good job of obscuring the raging hard-on he was sporting between his legs. It pressed against the soft cotton of his pants, being thick and long, like a third leg. And now as she hovered above it, Keiko gazed at his dick with this wicked – if not drooling – grin on her lips.

“Looky here~” said the vixen as she watched his cock throb beneath his pants, “Someone's got one hell of an erection down here, don't he?”

“Uh...! W-well...!” he replied, his cheeks an intense red, “What? Am I not supposed to get hard around you?” Touch! “Ah!?”

With surprising gentleness for a woman of her caliber, Keiko draped her fingers upon the outline of Jasper's cock. Her fingers stroked up and down his member, tracing his bulge with effortless skill. Her other hand propped up her head, while her red eyes gazed up towards his face with a smirk on his lips.

Without a word, Keiko's hand slid up to the hem of Jasper's pants, gripping him. Slowly, silently, she pulled his pants down his legs. All the way until--

Fwip!

His cock flicked to freedom; long, thick, veiny, and standing tall all on its own. Precum oozed down the side of his length, leaving his head glistening, and there was this erotic and masculine odor that wafted from his slit. Her red eyes sliding over, Keiko gazed at his penis, where a sense of deja vu befell her.

Yeah. This was familiar, wasn't it? Heh heh!

With that smirk still on her face, Keiko's tongue slid from her mouth, and she dragged it along his shaft. No, she didn't just drag it, she drraaaaaaaaggggeeeed it! Her tongue traveled along the veins on the underside of his cock, and she didn't stop until she came to his pulsating glands. And that lick? Oooooh, that lick made Jasper weak in the knees!

Again and again, Keiko licked his dick, leaving it lathered in her spit. Each stroke of her tongue drew a moan from him, while his hands and toes curled to relieve the pleasure she felt. But the vixen wouldn't free him. Placing her hands upon his hips, she held him in place and hovered her lips above his dick. Around and around her tongue traced the head of his dick, swirling like a funnel. And as he pleasure raced straight to his brain and his eyes were locked on her eyes, he watched as she opened her mouth just a smidgen wider, and--

“Nmmm~~~”

“Haaaaaahh...!”

Keiko's lips wrapped around Jasper's dick, and her head sank down to just over a third of it. The heat and moistness of her maw captured his length, spit oozing from her lips to travel down the rest of his length and stain his pubic hairs. Hands on his hips, the albino kept him pinned in place while her head began bobbing up and down upon his length. And she did it all without breaking eye contact with him.

Ah, his taste. Salty, and hot, and vigorous. Nmmmmm...! It raced straight to her mind, drawing a moan from her throat which reverberated through Jasper's body, making him lean back and moan as well. Hollowing her cheeks, she increased the suction of her blowjob, while her head sank even further down upon his member. From just over a third to just over half, Keiko swallowed his cock down without issue. And, yes, she still maintained eye contact with him, even when he was shaking so much he feared he'd jump out of his skin!

But before Jasper could even think about cumming, Keiko pulled off his dick with a loud and lewd--

“Slurrrrrrrp...! Pop!”

The sound rang in the air, followed by the vixen's taunting chuckles. Spit oozed from her mouth and connected to his dick, being thick and strong as it was infused with his precum. And Jasper laid there, panting like he'd run a mile, while the albino fox sat upright before him.

She made a promise, didn't she? That she was going to show him something that only girls with big boobs can do? Well, it was time to make good on that promise.

Her hands sliding up the sides of her chest, Keiko gripped herself hard, squeezing her breasts before Jasper's face. Eyes wide, mouth close and cheeks redder than a tomato, he watched as the vixen groped herself over and over again, making her tits seem that much bigger, that much fuller, even with her sports bra on! And right when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, Keiko leaned forward, and hovered her tits right above his spit-covered cock.

Right there – between her tits – was a small little gap. It was tight, it was firm, and it was covered in Keiko's sweat. Hey, she wasn't lying when she was complaining about the summer heat. And Jasper was about to experience it first hand.

Pushing down, the vixen nudged her tits against the head of his lathered length. He grunted, groaned too, but couldn't look anywhere else aside from Keiko's grinning face... and her taunting tits. Another push of her breasts, and another jolt was sent racing through his body. She then rubbed her chest against his cock – just a few times – before finally finding that gap, and pushing down.

Sliiiiiiiiiddddeee... Plap!

“Aaaah...!”

“Heh heh!”

That's it. It was so hot here. So sweaty here. So firm here. Jasper's cock was trapped between Keiko's tits!

Gripping her chest hard, Keiko squeezed and groped her tits around Jasper's dick. He was surrounded by the firm yet pliable flesh and fur of her breasts, which cradled his length. From the hilt all the way to the bottom of his glands, the albino fox's sweaty tits encircled his length, sparing nothing. Only the head of his dick was free, with the tip of it visibly twitching and throbbing between her luscious valley.

“This is what we call a paizuri,” said Keiko as she grinned at Jasper, her hands working her breasts up and down his length, “Buuuuuuut, since you could barely say nikujaga before, let's just call it a tit-fuck!”

“Tit... nngh... fuck...? Pai... zuri...?”

“Jeeze, your mom really made sure you knew nothing, didn't she?” she shook her head, “Don't worry, I'll teach ya right~”

Gripping the bottom of her busty and sweaty tits, Keiko began moving her chest up and down at a quickened pace. Her breasts moved up to the tip of his length, surrounding him completely, before dragging her tits back down with a loud and lewd--

Plap!

The full weight of her chest fell upon his waist, sending pleasure racing from his cock and straight up to his brain. It wasn't just the weight of her busty breasts, but it was the heat. He was completely surrounded by Keiko's fur and bust, with her sweat making it easier to move her tits around his length... while also surrounding him.

“Aaah... hnnng...! Haaaah...”

“Heh heh! This is just the start, kid. Here! Let me take it up a notch~”

With a flourish, she pulled her hands away from her tits, letting her breasts drop around him once again. But with her sports bra on, her chest remained compressed and wrapped around his length, holding him hostage. Without the use of her hands, she pulled her chest up and down, stroking her tits along his cock with stroke after stroke after stroke. And each one triggered these lewd 'Plap! Plap! Plap!' noises that rang in their ears.

“Keikoooooo...! Nngggh...!” Jasper groaned.

“Heh heh!”

Keiko giggled, her red eyes locked on his face, watching his every movement, his every twitch, his every moan. Her tits squeezed around his length even harder, while she leaned in. Pushing her bosom against his waist, she outright choked his cock with her tits, causing pressure to build up from his balls and surge through his tip. But even as the need to cum began to drug his mind, the albino fox pulled back, releasing him.

“Not yet~” said Keiko, “Nuh-uh-uh! Not... yet...” she leaned in, “Gotta test your stamina~”

Placing her hands on his legs, the vixen kept Jasper in place while she began moving up and down upon his length at a quick rhythm. Up, down, up down, up, down, up down! And each movement triggered this 'Plap!' noise that rang throughout Jasper's paltry apartment.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

How was she so good at this? It wasn't just the way she moved her chest up and down, but in how she did it. The movements, how her chest swiveled from left to right, how she swayed her tits, how she bumped and ground her tits along his throbbing shaft. The veins along his length were squeezed against her chest, while his precum oozed from his tip, staining and marking her cleavage.

Ah! He couldn't take it anymore! Between Keiko's sexual assault and her bouncing tits, he felt his limit approach him. He had managed this long against the vixen's paizuri, but everything must come to an end. And with one final--

PLAP!

“NNGGHH!?”

Spurt! Splurt! SPURT!

Jasper came.

“Oh my~”

A bullet of seed shot out from his dick and struck Keiko's chin, making her flinch. This bullet was followed by another, which was followed by an eruption. And with her tits still squeezing his cock, that eruption remained as a steady stream of jizz which stained the vixen's neck and tits, his white cum mixing with her already pale fur.

The heavy and heady scent of his cum filled the air, while Jasper fell flat upon his couch. Panting for breath, he watched as his cum soaked into Keiko's fur, leaving them marred in his overwhelming lust. Cum oozed and slid down her curvy chest, eventually pooling between her tits and collecting in it like a basin of sin.

And Keiko?

“Ah hell...” said the vixen, “I told ya to keep it in. Now my... fuckin' sports bra is all fucked...”

Shlliiiiiiiiiiidee... Shlap!

Pulling off of his cock, Keiko's tits bounced briefly, before she reached her hands down. Gripping the hem of her bra, the albino fox pulled it up and off, allowing her breasts to finally--

Bounce-Bounce!

To freedom!

The vixen's cum-covered tits were exposed, being slick and curvy, covered in pale-silver fur, and with hard pink nipples jutting from her chest. His cum continued to ooze down between her chest, creating bridges of spunk that hung between her valley. Up until Keiko groped her hands up to the sides of her tits... and then--

Smack!

Them together!

Jasper flinched, while cum shot out in all directions. And Keiko? She grinned at him; chuckled too. But instead of freeing him from her, the vixen leaned down, bringing her head next to his cock. And as her tongue slid out from her maw, she dragged it along his cum-soaked length in a filthy lick that traveled from the base of his dick all the way to the tip.

Oh. Mmmm. Hot damn did his cum taste fucking good. Randy and virile; that was the power of a young man's lust. Keiko even dragged her finger along her tits, swiping some cum up and plugging it into her mouth, where she moaned around her digit. And as the taste danced on her tongue, she looked over towards Jasper with a grin on her lips, and a mischievous glint in her red eyes.

“Feelin' good, kiddo?” asked the vixen, to which he swallowed his spit.

“Kei... ko...” he mumbled back, causing her ears to twitch.

“What's this now?” she asked, head tilting to the side, “Actin' all bashful all of a sudden?” bringing up her hand, she flicked his nose, “What happened to that boldness you showed when you tackled me to your fuckin' couch? Now's not the time to start pussyin' out...”

“I... uh... hn...”

“C'moooooooooooon...” leaning in closer, her red eyes trapped his blue ones, “The woman of your dreams is here with you, your cum oozin' down her tits. It'd be stupid to throw this chance away, right~? Go ahead, be bold; tell me what you wanna try.”

Was she making a request, or a demand? It was difficult to tell with a woman as boisterous as her. But she was letting his mind race with thoughts and dreams. For as pure as he was (or as pure as a person can be when they've already fucked their best friend's mom... but that's besides the point), Jasper was still a young man living on his own. He had his sexual fantasies more often than he'd care to admit, and he'd enjoyed quite the steamy videos at night when needing to, ahem, relieve himself.

But those were videos and dreams; this was reality. And what did he want to do in reality with the woman he loved more than any other? It didn't take him long to answer... though he probably said it a bit louder than he intended...

“Keiko...”

“Hm? Yes?”

“I WANT YOU TO SIT ON MY FACE!?”

And for a brief moment, there was silence...

“Wh-what...?”

Keiko was not expecting that.

The vixen looked at Jasper, stunned by what left his lips. She was expecting something more tame, ya'know? Like another blowjob? Or maybe another paizuri? Maybe he'd want some passionate kissing and making out? But, nope! He wanted her to, well, sit on his face?

Well shit. She told him to be bold, and he answered her with gusto; there was no turning back now! Besides, at least he was asking her to sit on his face, as opposed to him sitting on her face. Hey, Keiko was bold, but even that may have been too bold for her. Now then...

Rubbing her cheek, the albino fox nodded and stood up. Slipping her thumbs beneath her jeans, she pushed her butt out towards Jasper's face, and began peeling them down her shapely legs. And, boy, did she do it slowly. With the way her backside was pushed out towards him, Jasper was given an unabashed view of Keiko's butt as her jeans slid down her legs. So wide, so shapely, and all contained in this modest and plain pair of panties. There was nothing flowery about it; just simple panties that were a light blue color.

And with the way her tail was pointing up? Ah, nothing could block the view of her beautiful butt.

Jasper sat there, cheeks red as Keiko stepped out of her jeans. She then turned to face him, her fingers hooked into her panties to pull them off too... before looking up at him. There was an annoyed look on her face, but her cheeks were just as red as his, as if to say 'Am I really about to do this?'. And, yes, of course she was.

Instead of pulling off her panties, the vixen stepped forward... and then swung her leg over Jasper's head. He pulled back deeper into his couch, his nostrils flaring as he panted desperately. Right above him was Keiko's crotch, her moist pussy pressed against her panties to the point that he could see the outline of her folds. And, oh, there was this odor, this smell. The summer heat had made her cook in her jeans, and that amplified the odor of her body. Mixed with the smell of her cunt, and it created something truly... intoxicating.

Whether Jasper realized it or not, he was smelling Keiko. Sure, his nose wasn't grinding against her cunt outright, but she could still hear the loud 'Sniiiifffs!' that escaped him... as well as the...

“Ngaaaaa...”

“H-hey! Don't fucking groan like a weirdo, Jasper!” she snapped.

Ugh. What the hell was she doing? She never thought they'd be fucking again, not after the first time. But here she was, hovering her pussy above his face... while her tail wagged. Dammit. Maybe she was the weirdo.

Sit!

“Nmmmph!?”

Jasper didn't know what heaven was like... but he'd argue it was close to this.

Keiko sat down upon his head, fully surrounding him in her heat and weight. Her thighs pressed to the sides of his head, while her pussy used his face as a seat. He felt her warmth surround him completely, her weight bared down upon his head, and her smell. It dominated his nose, being hot, sweaty, and so damn erotic!

And Keiko?

“Nggh...! What the... hell are we doing?”

Hands pushed down and back arched, the vixen looked over her shoulder towards Jasper's face. Or, well, she could, but of course, her pussy was covering his face, so all she could see was his messy ginger hair as it stuck out from under her ass.

“Are... are ya okay down there, kid?” asked Keiko. Her answer? A thumbs up, “Yeah... I figured you'd say that... um...”

Looking back down, the vixen came face to face with Jasper's length. Even though he just came not too long ago, she watched as his cock began to stiffen and thump back to life. It wasn't at full mast yet... but it was getting there.

Grip! Grab!

“Hn? Wha? J-Jasper?”

Keiko looked over her shoulders. Gripping her ass was Jasper's hand. No, he didn't just grip her, he downright squeeeeeezzzeeeed her, his fingers sinking into her firm backside like he was kneading dough! She watched as her pale-silver fur was heatedly groped by his lustful fingers, which squeezed and rolled her cheeks around and around in circles.

“Ugh... y-you fuckin' horndog...” she grumbled, “Aaaaahhh~”

Despite her words, Keiko did nothing to stop him. Quite the opposite. Tail hung high, she gently swayed it left and right, causing her butt to do likewise. Whether purposeful or instinctive, the albino fox ground her crotch into Jasper's face. And he took the bait.

With a tighter squeeze, Jasper gripped and held Keiko's ass in place. But that's just so he could raise his face, and really mush it against her moist mound. A ravenous groan escaped him as her scent and heat enveloped his face, and even her pussy juices began bubbling through her panties to stain his face.

“D-dammit, Jasper!” she snarled, “Aaah...! S-slow down! Ah~”

But he would do no such thing! How could he even think about doing something like that? Her pussy was like a venus flytrap, and he was bug caught in the scent of its wonderful nectar. Only, this bug didn't want to escape it.

“Sliiiiick! Nmmmm!”

“Wh-what?”

Was that... his tongue? Yes! Yes it was! Jasper's tongue dragged against her panties, and she could feel it! It was strong and needy, licking at her pussy through her panties like he was licking a lollipop. And, damn, could he taste her. Sure, the bumpy texture of her panties diminished her flavor... but not by much. He could still taste her pussy, her flavor oozing from the side of her panties and even through its fabric just to dance upon his tongue.

And it was glorious. Keiko had this taste that was salty and sour, yes... but also laced with this sweetness. You really had to dig to get that sweetness though, as it was diluted by her panties. Good thing Jasper has a 'shovel' right here.

Thumbs sliding over, Jasper pulled aside Keiko's panties just enough to reveal her pussy. Pink and bright, she oozed her honey endlessly upon his face, with some of it catching on his tongue. Just enough. Just enough. He opened his mouth, extended his tongue, and--

“Sliiiiiiiiiiiicccck!”

“Nnmn-mmmph~~!?”

His tongue dragged along her pussy, swiping some honey up with his tongue. He then licked her again. And again. And again. And again and again and again! Each lick produced more nectar, and he swallowed and slurped it all down without hesitation. Moans traveled through him as he continued licking her pussy, with Keiko shuddering above him.

“Fuck... aah... nggh~” the vixen groaned, “Dammit... it's... ahaah... b-been awhile...”

Jasper's tongue lacked style and finesse, but he didn't really need it. The hunger in his tongue was more than enough to bridge the gap, and make Keiko's cunt ooze an endless river into his maw. And when he located her tight entrance, he pushed his tongue into her folds, making her spine arch and drawing this groan from her mouth.

“Aaaah-haaaaaa~~~”

His tongue pushed inside of her, spreading her folds apart. With ravenous strokes he dragged his tongue along her tight walls, plucking and toying with her ridges. Each lick sent jolts racing up and through Keiko's body, who began shuddering atop him. Closing her eyes, she took deep breaths... before looking down towards the pillar that was growing in front of her.

His cock was getting harder and harder, returning to near full length. It stood tall and strong before her, as if defying gravity, and seeing it made her grit her teeth.

“Cocky little... dick...” she snarled, “I'll teach you right! Nnmnmmph~!”

“Mmmmmmm!!!”

Her mouth wrapped around his cock, sucking him off. Her tongue swirled around his length, and her head bobbed up and down. For a moment, Jasper stopped his own cunnilingus... before pushing his mouth against her mound, kissing her, and pushing his tongue as deep into her folds as he could go.

On this couch, the two were a mass of flesh and fur. Keiko sitting on his head, keeping him trapped while she sucked his dick, and Jasper – his face to her pussy – eating her out like a starving man in a desert. Muffled moans escaped the two, mixing with the hungry and lewd slurps and suckles. And as she sucked his cock, the albino fox felt something start to stir between her legs.

Her pussy began twitching and throbbing, and she became acutely aware of how sensitive she was. Not just her pussy lips as she felt his lips mold against him, not just the feeling of his tongue writhing about within her, but even the feeling of her clit as it dragged against the coarse texture of her panties.

Oh. Holy shit. Nngh... she was gonna cum. Jasper was gonna make her cum! Damn, she couldn't believe it! Sure, it had been a while since she had a guy go down on her like that, but had it really been that long? Or was Jasper's ravenous hunger just that overpowering?

Regardless...

“Nnggh~ Hnnnmphh~ Mmmphh~ K-keep goin' kid,” Keiko groaned, not even bothering to hide her intentions, “Just... a bit... more... aaahh~”

“Nnnnmmphh...!”

He could feel it. The way her pussy twitched around his tongue, the juices that gushed from her folds, the way it all oozed into his awaiting mouth, it all told Jasper one thing; she was going to cum. And with her words surging through his head, he knew he had to do it.

“MMMMPH!”

“Yeah~! Nnggh~! That's it~~~! Slurrrrp!”

Keiko didn't care about holding herself back. She didn't bother with holding herself back. Instead, she pushed her head down around his cock, deepthroating him without hesitation. And as his length choked and blocked off her airways, her hips shook and wiggled on his face, smearing her cunt and juices upon his features. All the vixen focused on – all the vixen thought about – was cumming. And with his dick down her throat, his smell in her nose, and his pleasure coursing through her body, Keiko didn't need to wait long.

“NNNNNNMMMMPHHH~~~!”

SQUUUUUIIIRRRRRTTT!!!

“Nmmmmm!”

Keiko came, her juices squirting upon Jasper's face. Leaning back, he basked in the feeling of her orgasm as it stained his face, his mouth hung open and his tongue scooping up her nectar. Lapping and drinking it all down, he moaned as her flavor drugged him, leaned up to give her cunt one final lick... before falling back on the couch fully.

“Aaah...” Thud! “Hmph? K-Keiko...?”

The vixen fell atop him soon after, collapsing upon Jasper and trapping him completely beneath her body. And while he did enjoy having her sit on him, there's a difference between being sat on, and being smothered. Raising his hand, he smacked her ass a few times, just to get Keiko to pull up... but she didn't. Nope. She sat there, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. And as she laid there, grinning and laughing as her limbs twitched and moved, she finally pulled herself off of him.

“Bwah! Haah! Haah! Haaa!”

“Heh heh! Sorry 'bout that, kiddo,” said Keiko as she rolled off of him, “Buuuuut... we ain't done yet, are we~?”

Crawling forward, Keiko reached the opposite end of the couch, where she rested upon its armrest. Her tail raised and ass hiked up, the albino fox slipped her thumbs beneath the waistband of her panties, and slowly pulled them down her athletic and shapely legs. Jasper pulled up, just in time to watch her butt being revealed. Her anus twitched, but it was her oozing pussy that made his eyes swell with hunger and desire. And when those panties slipped off her feet, Keiko looked over her shoulder and grinned, while her finger hooked through the air.

“C'mon, kiddo. Show me how much of a man you are~”

How weird. Jasper wasn't the type of person to be goaded into doing something stupid by having his masculinity assaulted. He was smarter than that! But hearing Keiko ask for it was different. Sucking in air through his nostrils, he puffed out his chest and scooted closer towards the vixen.

“Aaah~”

His hand fell on her hip soon after, gripping and squeezing upon her shapely body. The way her waist widened out into this beautiful butt of hers was something worth immortalizing in marble statues. He could spend hours just stroking his hand along her ass and waist, and that's not an exaggeration.

His hand slid down, where he cupped the underside of Keiko's butt. Giving her a squeeze, he coaxed a giggle and a moan from her lips... before he let her butt drop with a soft 'Bounce'. But Jasper wasn't here to just touch. It would be a shame of him to sit here and just look when he could do so much more. So after giving her one final squeeze, his hand slid back, and came to his length.

Damn was his dick so hard. It throbbed and twitched in the air, blood pumping through his veins, while his balls swayed between his legs. After their little 69, he was harder than steel, and longer than a pole. And with the vixen offering herself up to him, he wasn't going to let this chance pass himself by.

The first time they did this, he needed Keiko's guidance to penetrate her. This time, he could do it on his own. With one hand on the albino fox's butt to hold her in place, Jasper gripped his dick and pushed it forward.

“Nnnggggghhh~ Haaah~ That's it~”

“Nnngghh...!”

This feeling. He both did not forget this feeling, while at the same time, it felt like he was experiencing it for the first time in his life. It was perfect. She gripped his dick tight, holding him with that boisterous possessiveness that only she could give. Her tunnel – hot and moist – wrapped tight around his length, and refused to let go. So Jasper just sat there, basking in the feeling of her cunt.

Likewise for Keiko.

Teeth biting into her bottom lip as a lustful groan escaped her lips, the vixen wiggled her hips once again. Deep in her core she felt Jasper's cock, grinding and widening out her tight twat. Fuck, it felt so good. So hot, and so long, and so damn hard! Was he really this remarkable when they fucked months ago?

Yeah. Yeah he was. And now, he was pushing into her again.

After getting reacquainted with the feeling of Keiko's cunt, Jasper placed his free hand upon her hips and gripped her tight. She wanted to see how much of a man he was, right? Then it was time to show her!

Eveeerrrr sooooooo slooooooowwwwlly, Jasper pulled his hips back, dragging his length along her tight, vaginal walls. Each ridge and fold were ground against by his rigid length, and when he came to the entrance, he sat there. One moment. Two moments. Three moments. And then...

Pat!

“Oh fuck~!”

It felt like a punch straight to her womb. In a good manner, that is. The way his cock launched into her cunt, sent a quake rolling through her busty and toned body. Her tits even bounced high enough to lightly tap against her chin, making her eyes swell. Damn... she didn't know Jasper had so much strength in him; that wasn't there before!

But, right, of course it wasn't there before. That's because he didn't have a job as a mover before. But now, after spending weeks working alongside Keiko in their physically draining job, he had gained a level of strength he didn't have before. Something else he had now that wasn't there before?

Stamina.

Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat!

“Nngh~! Hmmph~! Hoooh~! Oh... shit~” Keiko groaned as her head hung low for a moment, “D-didn't know you had... nggh~ such strength, k-kid~! Nngghh...! Mmph~! Y-you're reachin'... so... so... nngh~ so fuckin' deep~”

Keiko's words of delirious praise served as a great boon for Jasper, who felt strengthened, no, invigorated by them. He felt as if his already strong body was empowered even further, transforming his flesh into solid steel!

That's only slightly hyperbolic.

With an even stronger grip on Keiko's body, Jasper began thrusting back and forth into her pussy with a renewed speed. There was power in his hips and body, his length carving through her sweltering cunt with each and every thrust. Each impact sent wave after wave through Keiko's body, making her rock back and forth while the couch beneath them quivered.

“Hoooh~ oh... sh-shit~” the vixen groaned, her tail standing straight up, “Mm-hm~! Deeper, Jasper. Nngh~ D-deeper~”

Her pleas – both desperate and boisterous – drew Jasper even closer. Reaching under Keiko, his hand wrapped around her waist to grab upon her tits. As best he could with his one hand, he squeezed both of her firm breasts into his ravenous fingers, clinching and groping her tits as hard as he could. Her stiff nipples rubbed against his palms, while he worked her bosom around in sensual circles.

But Jasper didn't stop there. He further took hold over Keiko's body, his chest pressing to her back. Teeth gritted and a sliver of drool hanging from his lip, he threw caution to the wind, and began swinging wildly with his hips.

Atop his couch, Jasper rammed into Keiko's pussy, overwhelming her tight and toned pussy. His length shot in and out of her like the piston of an engine, pumping, pumping, pumping, and making her body roar in retaliation. Her body was toned and firm, but she had juuuuust enough softness to her to really jiggle. Be it her ass, which quaked and rumbled, or her tits, which jiggled and bounced, even in his grasping hand.

Like in their 69 from before, the two were this mass of flesh and fur, writhing in a ball of pleasure and need. And both of them were building each other up to that explosive crescendo. Jasper's dick hardened further in her pussy, his loins tightening as his balls drew close. Keiko's pussy too tightened around his length, her folds letting loose an endless river of her juices and nectar which stained his dick and balls.

The both of them could feel it; the explosive orgasms that threatened to finish them both off. So why bother holding back? Yeah, that's right; they didn't. They just... let it happen.

“Ngh!”

“NHAAAAAHH~~~!”

She felt it. She heard it. Each 'Glorp!', each 'Spurt!' each heavy and hot 'SPURT!', it all rushed and exploded in her pussy, filling her from wall to wall with her white-hot seed. It burned her. It scalded her. It felt so damn good!

Her moan shifting into a groan, Keiko's eyes crossed and her tongue hung from her mouth, while she squirted all around Jasper's cock. His length was covered in a glossy sheen of her fem-cum, which rushed to cover his balls, before trickling down to stain the couch beneath them.

For what felt like an eternity, the two sat there on the couch, Jasper hugging Keiko close as he ground his dick against her pussy. A few more heavy spurts of seed filled her pussy, making sure to work out every pint of cum stored in his balls. And only when his orgasm petered out into a few tepid dribbles, did he finally – finally – begin to pull back.

And even then, he did so reluctantly.

An out of character sounding whimper escaped Keiko's lips as Jasper withdrew from her spent pussy. Bridges of cum – both hers and his – were pulled out by his dick, leaving their waists marred in the combined juices. Looking down, he watched as his cock throbbed in a few air, while more seed dribbled upon the couch. He'd have to clean this later. For now... well...

“Ah...”

Whump.

“Fuuuuh...”

Hot damn was sex tiring.

Resting back on his couch with his eyes closed, Jasper panted for breath while his hand rested upon his head. His heart was racing a mile a minute, while he felt the sexual highs of the situation begin to fall. Keiko rose up soon after, her spine moving with a predatory grace as she sat upright... and looked over her shoulder towards her younger lover.

“Jasper...” she whispered, making him jolt.

“K-Keiko... ugh... I...”

She looked down upon him, this mischievous smile adorning her lips. Without a word, the albino fox placed her hand upon his cheek... and then guided him for a kiss against her lips. He melted against her, his arm wrapping around her neck as he pulled her in close.

This? This was paradise.

…

Skrtch!

86 on that delivery, Truck #19. The client canceled at the last minute. Lucky you; you get another few minutes break.

Ha! Hah! Hah! Thanks for the info, dispatch. Fuuuuh...! Message me when the next delivery is ready.

10-4 good buddy.

Skrtch!

If you were heading down 75th street, maybe you'd see their car. A big blue truck with the words 'CONTINENTAL UNITED MOVERS' painted on its surface in bold white letters. Their car was parked alongside many other cars in this public parking lot, as if waiting to get to work. Only, while all the other cars were empty, because who would willingly sit in a parking lot for no reason, this one truck wasn't. In fact, this one truck was... shaking.

Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat!

“Haah! Haah~ Haaah~! Oooohh...! Fuck~!”

“Nngh...! K-Keiko...! Nngh...! Y-you're being too rough!”

“That's rich comin' from how you were fuckin' me last night! Heh heh! Nhaaaahhnnn~~!”

The Continental United Trucks were far larger on the inside than they appeared to be on the outside. And, no, this doesn't just mean the carriage was large and spacious... even though it was. No, the driver's seat – the actual vehicle part of the truck – had enough space to comfortably sit up to six people in it. This was mostly used when the movers needed extra manpower to carry large products. But since that rarely happened, most of this space went to waste.

Until now...

Up and down, up and down, up and down, Keiko's voluptuous and athletic body bounced. Her jumpsuit was removed, bunched down at her ankles, revealing her naked body in all of its pale-silver glory. And what was she bouncing on? Well, what else besides Jasper's burly cock?

As if they were in the safety of his apartment or her house, Keiko rode her younger lover's cock, bouncing up and down upon him without a care in the world. The impacts sent waves through her voluptuous body, making her breasts bounce and her ass clap against his waist, while the truck as a whole rocked gently from side to side. And she did it all with this grin on her lips.

Arm wrapped around Jasper's neck, Keiko pulled him in close, pushing his cheek against her tit. His hands scrambled for purchase upon her body, with on hand squeezing her chest, while the other hand gripped her hip. He did not share her enthusiasm for the situation, especially with how sweaty they both were.

“Nggh...! Haaah...! K-Keikoooo!” he groaned, to which the albino fox shook her head.

“Hey! Ain't no pussyin' out now, Jasper! You heard dispatch! Our break just got a little longer~” she replied, her grin spreading wider on her lips, “What happened to all of your bravado? I thought this is what ya wanted!”

“Nnghh!”

For many years, Jasper wondered why Keiko of all people was alone. She was beautiful, hardworking, and had such a vibrant and vivacious personality! Why did Yusuke's dad leave her? While he may never get an answer to that question, he'd wager a guess that her seemingly boundless libido played a role in it! She was going to kill him at this rate!

But, hey, Jasper could imagine worse fates in life...

“Make sure you drink plenty of fluids, Jasper,” Keiko whispered, her voice ringing above the obscene sounds of their mixing bodies, “It's gonna be a long and hot summer. So make sure you show me everything you've learned, kid~”

He gritted his teeth.

“I'm ready for it.”