7 Chapter 4

~. Issei .~

The last few days had been a little standoffish for him. After getting assaulted, he was quickly visited by the hottest sight he had seen in his life. Now considering the circumstances, he was a little too afraid to do anything, because even if he wanted to, so desperately wanted to, he didn't need to remember Kusora's words when thinking that doing this is a bad idea right now.

Rias Gremory was in his bed, crimson hair shining beneath the light of the moon and her smooth naked body glimmering like a flawless statue of Galatea. Although a welcome sight, it was a tad bit confusing since he remembered that it was Koneko who picked him up when he was assaulted.

He had some questions to ask but she was still asleep, luckily not too close where he couldn't slip out of the room unnoticed. One thing he needed to check on was the state of his parents, did they see him as he came in with a hole in his stomach? Well, they didn't seem to be panicking, it would make sense considering it was the middle of the night. Checking his phone revealed it to be early into two in the morning actually, way too early for anyone, including his parents to be up and about.

"That was excellent, dear."

Not too long into the evening, Issei could already feel that strange things were happening to him. For starters he could see perfectly in the dark, his sight was even clearer than his sight in complete daylight, although his sight carried a tinge of red. Every possible source of light had been snuffed out in the room, all except one, coming through the small crevice of his parent's bedroom door.

That's when he uncovered the second anomaly. Despite being nowhere near the door,he could still hear the voices of his mother and father, they didn't seem to be talking about him, nor did they seem frantic in their tone of voice.

"All these years and sex with you is still amazing."

…Okay, he did not need to hear that.

Considering his dad was able to talk like that at two in the morning, they were probably fine without Issei needing to get close to the door to check on them. So he promptly decided to head back to his room, afterall, one of the two queens of Kuoh, was laying there naked right now.

Although acknowledgement of his friend's words made him adverse to touching, Kusora said nothing about getting an eyeful. He barely even needed to do the work this time, maybe he should listen to him more often.

~.~

"Good morning, I didn't expect you would be awake this quickly." Rias greeted him. "You were in bad shape when we found you, so I thought it might take a bit longer."

For Issei, returning to Rias Gremory fully dressed in the academy uniform was paramount to him realising that Kusora's words were utter shit. This is the definition of 'He looked back and it was gone.'

He wanted to cry, but not while she was currently watching. At least he enjoyed it while it lasted, because even if she was covered up, there were still a number of things that he wanted to ask her.

~. Miki Hyoudou .~

"All these years and sex with you is still amazing."

Miki rolled her eyes as her husband groaned, dumping his seed over her body. His shots of cum dripped onto her nether area as he pulled out before possibly inseminating her.

Her lover had insisted they do it bareback, because 'it feels better'. If she were to be completely honest, she didn't get the hype behind bareback sex; it felt no different from her protected sex with him at the moment.

Really, the sex had a tendency of always being his idea, it used to be enough, but these days she couldn't feel anything.

It might've been because of what the community had managed to leak on the group chat just a few weeks prior. How quaint, she was always giving trouble to Issei for his porn mags but her group chat was far worse than any issue of playboy her son had hidden beneath his bed.

His 5-inch prick softened as he lay down beside her on his bed. Instantly falling asleep the moment his head landed on the pillow. Miki envied how nicely he seemed to sleep, because she was still raging.

Miki was barely active on the community group chat, safe from getting news on the latest deals in her local shopping district and grocery stores from her fellow housewives.

Gorou was asleep now, so Miki now had time to browse her message logs. She felt wrong for doing this, but she already knew where her finger scrolling was getting her.

Everytime she came across it, she quizzically failed to understand the context of receiving such a message. Miki only stared as the picture's rendering reached 100% and displayed its content. When this happened the first time, she was washing dishes and nearly dropped her phone in the water.

It wasn't her first time seeing it now, nor coming back to this specific picture.

There were three hands in the picture, one of them stroking what looked like to be the biggest cock she had ever seen. Monolithic and slightly veiny, much longer than her husbands and a few scores thicker.

It was an imposing tower of flesh, a piece of meat not nearly as thick as her arm, but certainly coming close. It might've been the angle that they used to take the picture with, but not only did it look tantalising, one of the hands stood a marble statue right beside it for comparison. The statue itself was fairly small, but that was because it was small for a statue. .

Miki herself stared at the image, processing the sheer size of the organ, which stood side by side with the marble statue and nearly equaled each other in size. She looked at it in awe, gulping at its size––and girth. Compared to the statue, it still looked really filling and thick. For a while, she unblinkingly stared at it, amazed by the menacing member and its length.

But then again, it was idiotic to compare Gorou penis to the monstrosity that some of the housewives accidentally sent to the group chat. She couldn't help but feel curious as to how it would feel inside her.

A second later, Miki banished those thoughts, thinking about how she should remain faithful. It was in poor taste to just convert someone else. It showed that they

weren't a match. It showed that the couple made errors in their choice of companionship. And yet it still lingers in her mind, making her feel feverish at the possibility of feeling something like that inside her.

Her husband made that mad claim, and she honestly begged to differ.

~. Kusora .~

The Fallen Trio were surprisingly cordial with the aftermath of our night together. I'll probably be called again in the future by them, but considering that I collapsed from a threesome and I would be expected to perform better for other clients, exercising was a must.

Golden week was a few days off and trudging to school was a bitch since I had to get home at 5 in the morning. But I was a whole lot more rich, so I couldn't exactly blame Raynare and her squad that much.

Issei finally managed to come to school today, he didn't look as worn as I expected and still looked rather cheery, the biggest problem however, is how he came to school with Rias.

What did I miss while I was clapping cheeks?

Although I was marveled by the sight of her, the impact of seeing the both of them together was more apparent in my mind. There was a sneaking suspicion back in my mind, but I chose to relent for the sake of not drawing my mind into an exuberant panic, besides, it's impossible. I was with Raynare the whole time. I literally fucked her one day and the next she called back for a threesome.

So as I watched him head over to class, I headed over to mine. The rest of the day goes by in a flash. Akeno didn't bother to invite me over to the ORC today, although we did chat for a few and she offered me a few glances during break as she headed over there.

Nothing changed even after school ended, I spent time with Aika during the day and although he was at school, I didn't once see Issei. That is, until I spotted him waiting right outside the front door to Marakyuu.

I curved my eyebrow. "Issei, haven't seen you in a while, what's up?"

"It's–it's a long story," he said. "Mind if I come inside?"

With an empty cafe, I sit a mug of coffee in front of Issei, and wait for him to speak his mind. Considering how nervous he seemed to be, I had a sneaking suspicion of what he wanted to tell me.

"Something got your tongue?" I asked. "Don't mean to pry."

"It might sound a bit crazy," he said.

"Try me."

He shrugged. "Have you ever been attacked by a guy with black wings?" A guy with black wings—Donnaseek, Fuck.

I forgot that he existed. God dammit, did Issei get killed by Donnaseek? "When did this happen?" I asked. And just as I did, he waved his hand and counted on his fingers. "Roughly a few days ago, when I gave you the mosquito net."

Did this really happen that same night and I didn't notice!? Well what does that mean for Raynare and the Fallen Angel Trio? Are they not involved? Where the hell is Freed and Asia?

"Hmm, what happened next then?" I ask.

He stayed silent and waved things off. He probably couldn't say a thing because of Rias in some way, too bad he didn't know that I already know a lot more about the supernatural than him at the moment. And if things proceed as planned, he'll never know.

But no plan survives contact with the enemy, especially because I had received an order on my phone. Kind of run of the mill since I already know this client as one of the housewives in the area. She wasn't paying much compared to the Fallen Trio, but clients like these are my bread and water.

"Sorry I don't usually have much time to spend these days." I say.

Issei waved it off. "I couldn't tell you much anyway, honestly I'm thankful you even believe someone like me." he said.

"You're a creep, but you have a pure heart."

"You didn't have to say it like that."

I shrugged. "How else can I tell the truth?" We laughed as Issei packed his stuff up and finished off his coffee. "If you need anyone to call, ring me up. I'll always be here in Marakyuu."

Issei stopped and turned to me. "Will you be free for Golden Week?" he asked.

"Golden Week?" I recited. "Isn't that a week from now?"

"Pretty much." he said. "But my parents were talking about heading over to Kyoto to see his parents since they are on a trip there and they sent us some train tickets. There's one free, so I was seeing if you'd be able to go."

Kyoto, huh? It could serve as a well deserved break. Although I do have the money to make the trip myself, I am hardly adverse to refusing a free trip even if it's with Issei. The only problematic thing about it is the supernatural aspect that would no doubt be attracted to him.

But depending on the type of supernatural presences, I don't think the Yokai are as inherently dangerous as the Devils. By that, I mean there's no chance for me to either be recruited by force or eaten alive by a stray. Unless I roll a nat1 on life and the Chaos Brigade chooses that day to attack Yasaka.

"You wouldn't mind?" I ask.

"It's not like I have anyone else in mind." Issei admitted. If I was prideful in any way, I might've taken that as an offence, but thankfully I'm not. So I just pretend that I didn't hear that from the most hated protagonist on reddit.

"Thanks, I have to close up shop now, but I'll definitely make it for Golden Week." I said, and a smirk overcame my face. "Heck, we may even find something nice for you over there. Kyoto is also known for its women."

He scoffed. "Definitely not taking you at your word, there's almost nothing to see whenever I head over there."

Oh wow, then he's obviously never seen Yasaka. Which reminds me, since I'm heading over to Kyoto, I should take the time to spin by Aokigahara Forest and visit my 'Parents' since it has been quite a while since I've had the means and the time to actually visit.

"Well, see you tomorrow then." Issei waved off.

"Try not to get attacked again." I chided. I'm sorry, but the intrusive thoughts had won and the quip was stronger than me.

"Eat a dick." Issei scoffed.

"You would like that, won't you?"

Issei immediately ran off right as I started laughing my ass off at the comeback. When he was far enough in the distance that I couldn't make out the image of him running in the distance, I turned back to close up shop before heading upstairs to prepare for the evening death march.

~.~

The client was fairly regular and not too far off the area away from Issei's home. Although I have no idea how she keeps calling me over without her husband knowing, this housewife is often my bread and butter, one of the first that I got that I morally had trouble swallowing down.

After liberal hundreds, I couldn't care less anymore. As long as it would not get me caught, and as long as I would not get killed. I'm fairly sure she was in love with me as well, but I'm not in the right straits to be exclusive, not when Marakyuu needs as much finding as it needs. Sure I could just blow it up with knowledge of future trends but honestly, I didn't want to take the chance of angering some time god, and Tik Tock should stay dead until 2020.

So for the time being, it was back to the streets with me.

The housewife kept fairly in shape with a slightly muscular build compared to the slender or curvy that I was mostly used to. I could tell from the onset that she often did kegel exercises. I heard rumours of that making sex mad.

As I lay down on her bed, she barely wasted any time. I sat there and watched as her slim gym shorts slowly fall towards the ground, bringing the muscular woman's pussy into view.

Her labia had some of the plumpest, most delicious looking lips on it, And just above her mound, was a small strip of honey blonde pubic hair, which at this point was almost as wet as her snatch.

Apparently she was so aroused that she decided that neither me or her would need any more foreplay, and with streamers of girlcum running down her discreetly muscled thighs and long, athletic legs…I couldn't really find myself disagreeing on this easy night. Any protests died on his lips when she straddled her hips and pushed her pussy against the angry tip of my cock.

A sharp hiss escaped my lips as I felt the heat of the blonde's hot and needy cunt brushing over my sensitive dickhead, the drops of the barbarian's gelatinous juices slowly slithering down onto my throbbing shaft caused me to let out a growl of lust. When the housewife tried to impale herself on my cock however, she only succeeded in making the tip split apart her pussy-lips before it entered her pussy at a torturously slow pace.

She roared in a mixture of frustration and pleasure as my prick slowly stretched her tight pink tunnel, and in response to the much needed penetration a positive fountain of her juices wetly smacked down on my groin and stomach. Her wet snatch flowed like a lubricant smoothing out the dryness of my shaft.

After the blonde's pussy stopped twitching and clenching in orgasm, she drove herself down and I saw my cock successfully disappear into her juicy snatch. The sudden influx of pleasure had caught me off guard with how suddenly I felt my dick sinking into her hot tight pussy. The kegels were definitely working overtime to wring me dry.

Although after the likes of Raynare and the fallen, it was slightly a bit lacklustre in comparison. No fault on the housewife though, they are literally made for sex. And possibly the only one who could do them one better would most likely be the succubi.

It didn't take long for my dick to churn and release a string of precum inside her. In turn, she groaned and wrapped her strong arms around my neck, then she proceeded to bury my face between her mountainous breasts. And although I wasn't entirely sure how I should feel about being used like an amazonian plaything like this, I can't deny that I really was enjoying the sensation of having my head practically enveloped by her massive tits. Gonna have to do this more often with the big tittied clients soon.

Getting more into it, I started placing passionate kisses over every inch of her soft breast that I could reach while effectively being rode on like a horse. I enjoyed how wild it felt, but unfortunately this caused me to get pulled away from her amazing chest, and instead launched into a furious make out with her.

Despite the lack of tongue, the kiss was quite dirty and enjoyable. It was broken again when the housewife pulled away, pushed me back down onto my back and started rapidly bouncing up and down my shaft frantically, as if there was no tomorrow. Fucking the few greater inches that couldn't fit into her moist pussy.

I grabbed at her hips and began matching her bounces with deep thrusts. Not having expected the sudden movement, she cried out in surprise and pain as more of my cock slammed into her pussy. Pleasure followed soon, though, and her athletic body started to rock and shake as a strong climax hit her to dull the aforementioned pain, doing very interesting things to her tits.

As the climax ran through the housewife's body, I simply never stopped. Instead, I mercilessly continued to ram my cock into the blonde's stretched, cumming snatch and moved my hips in short, sharp bursts to slowly drive more of it into the housewives pussy.

At some point, her eyes had whited out from the pleasure with her tongue hanging out from her mouth while she squealed, and the deeper my cock managed to plunge into her squelching pussy, the louder her squeals got. Until, with a final release of me dumping my cum deep into her pussy…her voice suddenly got caught in her throat, and she fell backwards onto the bed. Her body twitching and spasming as she caught her breath and my seed began to ooze out of her worn snatch and stain the sheets of the bed.

I could still go on, but looking at the time. I didn't really want another situation in which I had to stay the night, Especially with a wife that was effectively cheating. She never usually tells me about her husband, but I can only hope he's a dickhead else this story just got a hell of a lot darker that I had any intention to.

The stack of bills feels nice though, and although my balls aren't as drained as they were yesterday, I was satisfied with heading home at this time and upholding my secrecy from the husband.

The urge to empty my balls was there though, but oh well, It's only blue balls for a single night. I'll have Aika fix that right up tomorrow at school.

Lord knows she has been wanting me to dump something into her.

~.~

Honestly, this may be one of the more surprising things that I had discovered that led to the fact that Dxd the anime was different to DxD the Isekai.

On my way home, I spotted a little detour I could take nearby to Marakyuu. It led me to the path towards the shrine where I know Akeno lives, but what's interesting is that there is a whole shopping street down this alley. And as I travelled further down, I found a gym.

That's right, a fucking gym a whole block away from my house. And it's not even those backstreet ones, no it's professional, fully stacked.

I've been looking for you.

As I approached closer to the entrance, I couldn't help but notice how empty it was despite it not being that late. Only happening upon the crown of eight in the evening. No, I heard the sound of someone beating on a bag, and as I reached the opaque glass doors, silence. And then the sound of someone dancing on top of some kind of wood.

When I opened it, I was greeted by the sight of an empty receptionist table. The gym barely had a name and there was a small sports bar and vending machine behind the table. I scanned the room for a while, and when I found no one there I decided to continue down the way I heard the noise.

I know what I'm doing is paramount to trespassing, but I have been desperately searching for a gym to frequent and considering that this one is a literal block away from where I live, it's perfect. I wont have as much time tomorrow to make an inquiry, so I might as well get it out of the way.

There were no cars in the driveway of the gym, so it makes sense that the person making that noise was the person who either owns the gym or knows someone that can get me registered.

Down the corridor, before a large set of double red doors, A door lay open to the side, into a room brightly lit by cold fluorescent lamps. The sound was coming from there.

As I walked towards that open door and looked within, I recognized that combination of white hair and cat-like amber eyes.

"Koneko?"

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