One thing I've always been consistent about: I never failed to open Aoki-ya for years. Except on weekends, the doors were always open, the bell chiming, the smell of oil and soy sauce filling the air. But today… today it was impossible. Impossible to think about frying tonkatsu, smiling at the regulars, or wiping the counter. Because lying naked beside me, soft warm skin pressed against mine, was a goddess materialized from my dirtiest dreams. Elinalise. My Elinalise. Platinum-blonde hair spread across the pillow like silk, reddish-brown eyes devouring me with pure hunger, small firm breasts rising and falling with her quickened breathing, pink nipples already hard with arousal.
"You're not opening today, right, love?" she murmured, voice husky and teasing, finger tracing slow circles on my chest. "Because I won't let you. Not after years of waiting… just for me."
I didn't answer with words. My body answered first. I rolled onto my side, grabbed her slim waist with both hands, and pulled her on top of me in one quick motion. She laughed—that wicked, sexy laugh that makes any man lose his mind—spreading her legs automatically, straddling me like it was the most natural place in the world. Her pussy was already soaked, swollen hot lips brushing against the head of my cock. I slid my hands to her wide hips, squeezing the soft flesh, and guided her slowly downward.
It went in easily. Way too easily. She was dripping wet—a tight, slick heat that swallowed me inch by inch until I was buried to the base.
"Aaaah… Kaito… so thick… perfect…" she moaned, head thrown back, blonde curls swaying.
I started thrusting slowly at first, feeling every contraction of her pussy gripping me like an addiction. Then I sped up: deep, rhythmic strokes, the wet sound of skin slapping skin echoing in the small room. She ground on top of me, hips rolling in filthy circles, clit rubbing against my pelvis with every downward motion.
"Harder… fuck your elf… fill me…" she begged, nails digging into my shoulders.
I obeyed. I grabbed her breasts, pinching the nipples between my fingers, tugging lightly while I thrust upward. She came first—body shaking, pussy pulsing hard around my cock, a hot gush running down my balls.
"Kaito! Aaaahn… I'm cumming…!" she cried, voice breaking.
That pushed me over: I came deep inside her, thick spurts filling her pussy until it overflowed, white cum dripping down her thighs as she trembled on top of me.
But she didn't stop. Neither did I. Elinalise slid slowly off my lap, my still semi-hard cock slipping out with a thick strand of cum and lubrication connecting us.
"Now… clean me up, love," she whispered, lying on her back and spreading her legs very slowly.
Her pussy was red, swollen, glistening with mixed fluids—my cum slowly leaking from the tight hole.
I knelt between her thighs, face pressed to her hot pussy. A sweet, musky scent flooded me. I started licking slowly: flat tongue from entrance to clit, savoring the salty-sweet taste of our mixture. She moaned loudly, hands in my hair, pulling hard.
"Yes… suck my little pussy… lick it all up…"
I sucked her swollen clit hard while sliding two fingers inside her, curling to hit her G-spot. She writhed, hips bucking, cumming again in my mouth—a light squirt splashing my chin, body arching like she was possessed by pleasure.
"More… fuck all my holes, Kaito… use me completely…" she pleaded, voice trembling with lust.
I flipped her onto all fours. Ass raised high, perfect—round, firm, with a sexy dimple at the base of her spine. Her pussy was still dripping, natural lubrication running down to her tight pink asshole. I rubbed my cock along her entrance, spreading her fluids as natural lube.
"Go slow at first… but then wreck me," she asked, looking back over her shoulder with eyes full of lust.
I entered her ass slowly. Tight as fuck—a hot ring that gradually gave way, swallowing me inch by inch. She moaned loudly, a mix of pain and pleasure:
"Aaaah… you're opening me… so good…"
When I was fully inside, I paused for a second to let her adjust, hands squeezing her cheeks, spreading them wider. Then I started thrusting: slow at first, then harder, deep strokes that made my balls slap against her wet pussy. She pushed back, meeting every thrust.
"Deeper… fuck my ass… fill my little hole with cum…" she screamed, fingers frantically rubbing her swollen clit.
I sped up, pounding hard, feeling her ass clench in spasms. She came again—body convulsing, asshole pulsing around my cock like it wanted to milk me dry. That made me explode: I came deep in her ass, hot spurts filling her, thick cum overflowing and running down her thighs as I shook.
We collapsed on the bed, panting, sweaty, bodies glued together. She rolled onto her side, slowly kissing my neck.
"That was just the beginning, love… the restaurant can wait. I'm yours now. Forever. And I'll fuck you until you forget there was ever a life before me."
The doorbell downstairs stayed silent. For the first time in years, Aoki-ya remained closed. And I didn't care one bit.
We had sex all day. Literally. No rush, no interruptions except quick breaks to shower together (where we inevitably ended up fucking again against the wet tiles), eat something fast (her feeding me naked in bed, licking sauce off my fingers), and catch our breath for a few minutes before attacking again. I'll never forget that day. It's burned into my mind as the best of my life—the sweat shining on her body under the dim bedroom light, flushed sticky skin, platinum-blonde hair plastered to her face and back, small breasts trembling with every thrust, pussy and ass red and swollen from so much use, my cum slowly leaking from her holes like proof of ownership.
We started again right after the morning round. She mounted me once more, this time reverse cowgirl, arching her perfect ass while grinding slowly, feeling my cock slide deep into her drenched pussy.
"Look how I swallow you whole, Kaito… your naughty elf loves this thick cock…"
she moaned, hands braced on my thighs, nails digging in as she rose and fell rhythmically. I squeezed her ass cheeks, spreading them to watch my cock slide in and out, coated in thick white lubrication. She came twice like that—body convulsing, pussy clamping like a vice, squirt running down my balls. I held out as long as I could, but eventually filled her again, cum overflowing and dripping onto the sheets.
We switched to doggy. She arched high, looking back over her shoulder with red eyes full of lust:
"Wreck my little ass again, love… I want to feel you deep, use me like your exclusive whore."
I slicked my cock in her dripping pussy, rubbed it against the pink entrance, and pushed in—the tight ring yielding, hot and throbbing. Deep thrusts, balls slapping her wet pussy, loud wet skin-on-skin sounds filling the room. She masturbated frantically, fingers on her swollen clit:
"Aaaah… you're destroying me… cum in my ass, fill it all!"
She came screaming, asshole pulsing in violent spasms, milking me until I exploded—hot spurts filling her insides, thick cum running down her thighs when I pulled out.
We didn't stop. She sucked me again on the floor, on her knees, tongue swirling around the sensitive head, deep-throating everything while staring into my eyes:
"Your taste… addictive… give me more, love."
She licked my balls, sucked slowly then fast until I came in her mouth—she swallowed greedily, letting a white strand drip from the corner of her mouth to her chin. Then she asked for a facial: lying on her back, tongue out, eyes half-closed in lust.
"Paint my perfect little face, Kaito… mark your elf…"
I came hard—hot spurts across her face, on her tongue, cheeks, dripping onto her breasts. She licked it all slowly, smiling:
"Better than any dream… I love you so much."
More rounds: sex against the wall (me lifting her by the thighs, pounding hard while she bit my shoulder), 69 (her on top, pussy in my mouth while she sucked my cock, moaning against the head), even in the bathroom—fucking standing in the shower, hot water running over our sweaty bodies, her cumming on her feet with my hands on her breasts.
Exhausted, sweaty, glued together, we finally slept. I slept better than ever—arm around her, cock still semi-hard pressed against her soft ass, her scent wrapping around me like a blanket.
The next day (March 16, 2026), she woke up excited:
"I'm going to help in the shop today! I'm so excited, love… I want to be useful to you."
She kissed my chest before getting up naked, swaying her hips toward the bathroom.
I started work earlier, without opening the doors yet. I taught her everything: preparing ingredients (cutting cabbage for tonkatsu, seasoning the curry, frying the rice), setting the wobbly tables, cleaning the worn wooden counter, organizing the back storage. She learned fast, delicate but firm hands, laughing when she messed up and kissing me as reward.
She decided to wear something modest but sensual and very classy: a tight white long-sleeve blouse (top buttons open enough to show a subtle cleavage of her firm breasts), a black pencil skirt to the knee that hugged her wide hips, the short restaurant apron tied around her slim waist. Platinum-blonde hair loose in curls, light makeup accentuating her reddish-brown eyes. She looked like a high-end hostess—elegant, sexy without being vulgar, irresistible.
I opened the doors. Customers trickled in, and the shock was immediate. The old regular almost dropped his chopsticks:
"Kaito… you finally got a girlfriend? What a beautiful girl!"
The housewife smiled mischievously:
"She's a feast for the eyes, huh?"
Others whispered:
"The Aoki son got lucky…"
Elinalise smiled at everyone, voice sweet and charming:
"Irasshaimase! Welcome to Aoki-ya~ What would you like today?"
She served the dishes with grace, leaning slightly (subtle cleavage drawing eyes), chatting naturally. Business picked up—new people coming "to see the new helper," extra orders, bigger tips.
It was a great workday. For the first time, the restaurant felt truly alive. And when we closed, she locked the door, turned to me with a naughty smile:
"Working with you is delicious… but now I want my reward. Shall we go upstairs?"
We closed Aoki-ya earlier than usual. Business had been great, customers left satisfied, and the register was fuller than it had been in months. But the exhaustion from standing all day, forced smiles, and the lingering smell of frying oil on our bodies pulled us upstairs. We climbed the narrow stairs in silent complicity, hands intertwined.
On the way to the bathroom, Elinalise started undressing slowly, deliberately. First the apron fell to the hallway floor. Then the tight white blouse, unbuttoned one by one, revealing pale skin and small firm breasts with no bra—nipples already pink and hardened by the cool house air. The pencil skirt slid down her toned thighs, leaving her in only thin black lace panties. She looked back over her shoulder with every piece, smiling wickedly, knowing exactly the effect she had.
She didn't even need to do it. I was already hard just from remembering the whole day with her there, subtly swaying behind the counter, leaning to serve dishes and letting the subtle cleavage catch attention. My cock throbbed in my pants just watching her walk naked in front of me, hips swaying, perfect ass moving like a silent invitation.
We entered the small bathroom. She turned on the shower, adjusting the water to warm, steam rising slowly. She peeled off the panties slowly, turning her back to me, arching slightly as she let them drop to her ankles. Her pussy was already glistening with arousal, swollen wet lips even without touch.
I stepped in behind her, stripping quickly. My erect cock brushed the curve of her ass as soon as the water started falling over us.
"Hmm… look how ready you already are for me, love…" she murmured, voice low and husky, turning her face to kiss me slowly, tongue dancing with mine while water ran over our bodies.
I grabbed her slim waist from behind, cock pressed between her soft cheeks. She braced against the tiled walls, arching more, spreading her legs slightly.
"Fuck me slowly today, Kaito… I want to feel every inch sliding in and out… so good, so deep… after a whole day being your good girl in the restaurant, I deserve this…"
I rubbed the head of my cock along her entrance, feeling the warm wetness and natural lube dripping. I entered slowly, inch by inch, moaning low in her ear. She was tight, hot, pulsing around me like she wanted to pull me deeper.
"Aaaah… yes… like that… so thick… filling me completely…" she moaned, head thrown back, wet blonde curls sticking to her back.
I started thrusting slowly, long deep strokes, almost pulling out completely and sliding back to the base. Warm water ran between us, mixing with the wet sounds of skin on skin and her moans. My hands slid up to her small breasts, squeezing gently, thumbs circling the hard nipples.
"Your little tits are perfect… so sensitive…" I whispered, nibbling her earlobe.
She ground back slowly against me, hips rolling in lazy circles, clenching her pussy around my cock with every downward motion.
"Deeper… please… fuck me so good… I want to cum like this, slowly, feeling you pulse inside me…"
I increased the pace a little, but still calm, controlled. Each thrust hit deep, brushing the spot that made her tremble. She slipped one hand between her legs, fingers circling her swollen clit slowly.
"Kaito… I'm so close… don't stop… make me cum on your cock…"
I felt her clamp down hard, pussy pulsing in rhythmic spasms. She came slowly, body shaking against mine, a long low moan escaping as water poured over us. Her orgasm pulled me over: I came deep, hot spurts filling her pussy, cum leaking mixed with the warm water down her thighs.
We stayed like that for a minute, panting, embraced under the shower. She turned slowly, kissing my chest, then up to my mouth.
"That was perfect… exactly what I needed after a whole day," she whispered, red eyes shining with affection and satisfaction. "You make me so relaxed… so happy…"
I dried her body with the old towel, then mine. We left the bathroom wrapped in blankets, climbed onto the futon. She snuggled against my chest, leg thrown over mine, breathing calm.
"Tomorrow we open again… but today… I just want to sleep like this, pressed against you."
I felt incredibly relaxed. The day's fatigue evaporated. With her there, the outside world felt distant. I slept like never before, her scent enveloping me, the warmth of her body anchoring me.