Chapter 2

The next day, I woke up to the usual scene. My dad and grandpa were in their usual clothes. Everything seemed normal. Mayumi and her mom came by for breakfast, just like yesterday. We sat together, ate, and chatted casually with my folks as I tried to make sense of everything that had been happening.

After breakfast, I walked to school with Mayumi, just like the day before. As we passed through the village, I couldn’t help but observe the people around us. It wasn’t like they were all just having wild sex like brutes, as I might have initially thought. Instead, I noticed a tenderness in their life. Couples of all ages walked hand in hand, exchanging quiet words and soft smiles.

I spent more time with Mayumi, Yuta, and Emi in our class, and it quickly became clear that their dynamic was not different from anything I guessed. They spoke openly about their sexual experiences, casually sharing stories of the incredible orgasms they’d given and received. Despite the bluntness of the conversations, there was no shame or embarrassment, it was just part of their everyday lives.

During lunch break, they still disappeared, most likely to the bathroom as I’d seen the day before. I gathered that the trio were regular partners, it was clear that they were also friends who cared deeply for each other’s well-being. There was no jealousy or competition between them. Instead, the focus was on the pleasure they brought out to enjoy together.

The more I learned from them, the more I realized that the sexual freedom here didn’t exercise solely by physical acts, but about managing emotions and a kind of self-governance. There was a sense of unity, a shared experience that seemed to bring people closer together.

That evening, Natsumi spoke with a gentle voice to me when I was helping her prepare our dinner. She noticed my confusion and the walls I had put up around my feelings. She took the opportunity to explain the village’s cliché.

“Why didn’t you marry my dad?” I blurted out to Natsumi, the question had been bothering me. She paused from chopping vegetables and looked at me, her eyes filled with understanding.

“What is Marriage, Joe-kun?” she replied. “What is its purpose in this village?”

“I don’t know. Love, maybe?” I replied, fumbling for the right words as I sat at the kitchen table. Natsumi put down her knife and wiped her hands, walking over to sit across from me. She leaned in, her breasts pressing against the tabletop.

“Love, Joe-kun, is a feeling. It’s not something that needs to be done,” Natsumi began. “We felt no need to be married. What we need is happiness and...” She paused, her mind searching for word.

“Satisfaction?” I suggest.

“Emotionally satisfaction,” Natsumi said with a soft smile.

“So, people in this village do not marry?” I asked.

“We do, but only when we choose to start a family,” she explained. “I married one of my partners when we both wanted children. We also love each other, of course.”

“I have a question I am afraid to ask,” I began, swallowing hard.

“You can ask me anything, Joe-kun,” Natsumi said, her voice reassuring as she leaned closer.

“Is Mayumi your late husband’s biological daughter?” I didn’t hold back my curiosity.

Natsumi’s smile grew wider, “Yes, she is. I made sure that she is his and that’s exactly why marriage exists here. To ensure we know who the father is when we bring a child into the world. It helps us trace bloodlines, avoid inbreeding. That’s the logic behind it.”

“So if Mayumi and I were, say, first or second cousins...” She continue. “Then you two can fuck as much as you want, you can still express your love, spending time together, but you can’t marry and thus have babies together. That’s the boundary we respect.” Natsumi said, her hand gently covering mine on the table.

Her words were a revelation. I looked at Mayumi, who had just entered the room with a knowing smile, and realized that she had heard our conversation.

“I hope you and Mayumi are not a cousin,” Natsumi said.

“Mom! Don’t talk about it like that!” Mayumi blushed.

After dinner, I noticed that everyone had gone to Mayumi’s house, except for her. I stood there for a moment, feeling a strange sense of quiet in the house. The lights in the living room were dim. Mayumi was stood tall, flipping through a stack of DVDs on the wall shelf.

I couldn’t help but smile, walking toward her. “You’re planning to watch one?” I teased.

Mayumi looked up, her eyes meeting mine in the dim light. A playful grin spread across her face. “Maybe,” she said, holding up one of the DVDs. “This one is quite fun.”

“You know, I still don’t really get the purpose of these DVDs when you all have access to sex every day,” I said, raising an eyebrow playfully as I looked at the DVD in her hand.

Mayumi giggled and set the DVD down, then stepped closer, her bare shoulder brushing lightly against my chest. With a playful glint in her eyes, she whispered, “You know, Joe-kun, sometimes watching can be just as exciting as doing it. And the best part? Doing it while watching.”

Mayumi then turned to me with a gentle smile. “Hey, Joe-kun ... do you want to go for a walk?”

I blinked. “Now?”

She nodded. “Yeah. It’s nice out. And I think ... maybe we could talk. Just you and me.”

There was something in her voice, calm, understanding, and a little vulnerable, that made it hard to say no. I found myself nodding, and soon we were stepping out into the cool night air.

The village was quiet, bathed in soft moonlight. Crickets chirped in the background, and the distant sound of water trickled from a stream nearby. We walked side by side, not speaking at first, just taking in the night.

After a while, Mayumi spoke. “You’ve been holding way back. I can feel it.”

I glanced at her. “Yeah ... I guess I have.”

She looked up at me, her expression open. “I just want you to know ... you’re not alone here. Not unless you choose to be.”

Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. It was strange, but comforting in a way that I hadn’t expected.

We kept walking for a while in silence, the gravel crunching softly beneath our feet. The air was cool, but not cold, the kind of night that made it easy to talk if you wanted to, or stay quiet without it feeling awkward.

“Hey,” I said quietly, “has there ever been anyone else like me? I mean ... someone who came from outside? Who didn’t grow up here and had adjust?”

Mayumi looked up at me, her eyes softening. “Yeah,” she said, nodding slowly. “There have been one or two besides your sister.”

I waited, curiosity rising. “How did they adjust? Did it take long?”

“Some people, like your sister, adapt fast. For others, it takes time. It depends on background, I guess. The ones who settle in well are the ones who stop comparing everything to where they came from.” Her voice grew more reflective. “I remember one boy who moved few years ago. He was shy at the first day, really unsure about everything. Right in the next day, I saw him fucking one of my friends in the garden. He just took the opportunity and went with the flow.”

“He went that fast?!” I exclaimed, surprised by Mayumi’s revelation.

Mayumi looked over at me. “I didn’t expect you to be the same, Joe. And there’s no test to pass. No score to beat. You don’t have to prove anything.”

I looked at her, really looked. “Thanks, Mayumi. I think ... I needed to hear that.”

As we walked under the pale village lights, I found myself still chewing on her words, about her childhood, her confusion, and eventually her growth. I glanced over at her again, her expression calm, thoughtful. We stopped at a bend in the path, where the trees arched overhead. I could hear the soft hum of crickets and the faint laughter of villagers in the distance. Everything felt calm. Still.

Mayumi gently squeezed my hand. “Can I tell you something?” she asked.

I nodded. “Of course.”

She took a breath. “Everyone here, at some point, has felt out of place, just like you. When I was younger, I didn’t really understand everything either. I mean, I grew up in the village, but I wasn’t part of the culture from the beginning. No one is.”

I glanced at her, surprised. “Really? How come?”

She gave a soft laugh. “Well, do you forget that everyone starts out too young to care about any of this? When I was a kid, I didn’t get why people were so into it. I was more into video games and hanging out with friends.”

“Oh crap, how have I never thought of that?” I chuckled, feeling a little silly. “So ... when and how did you, you know, join the league?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

“It started when I hit puberty,” she said, her voice quiet. “My body changed, I got breasts, stopped growing taller, and began to bleed. But most importantly, I started to have need.”

“How did you know you had those ... needs?” I asked.

Mayumi took a deep breath. “Well, one day I found my pussy started to heat and twitched at the sight of a grown man’s cock going in and out of my mom’s pussy. It was also the day I lost my virginity.”

My eyes widened. “With the same cock that made you arouse?”

Mayumi nodded, her cheeks flushing. “Yes, after they caught me peeking, they sat me down and explained everything to me. I ready know about the concept of sex, but I’d never tried it before. So, I asked mom if I could try it with her partner.”

I gulped. “I guess you mom was okay with it.”

“More than okay,” Mayumi said. “She trusts that my first experience would be carried on by someone reliable and caring.”

“How was it? Your first time?” I managed to ask.

Mayumi’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of red. “It was ... satisfying. I had been so aroused by the sight of his erected cock that has been giving pleasure to my mom. I was just so excited to finally get to touch it, my pussy was running so wet. And when he put it in my mouth, I sucked it like the sweetest lollipop.”

“When he finally stuffed it into my virgin pussy, it was blissful feeling. And not long after he started fucking me, I climaxed instantly on his cock. My young body shook very hard with pleasure, I had never felt anything that good in my life. He made me came twice before my pussy got a test of semen for the first time. My mom fully handed him to me that night, he fucked me until morning. I couldn’t walk straight in the next day.”

Her words sent a jolt through me, and I felt my cock twitch in my pants. I’d never heard a girl talk about her first time like this before. It was raw and honest.

“This guy sure is a lucky man,” I mumbled, trying to keep the rising jealousy in check.

Mayumi’s smirk grew into a full smile. “Do you want to know who is he?”

I felt a mix of curiosity and something else. “Do I know him?” I asked.

Mayumi’s eyes danced with mischief. “Just think, Joe-kun,” she teased. “My dad was gone when I was little, so it’s always been just Mom and me. But your family? Always right here, not just neighbors, but the absolute closest thing to family we’ve ever had.”

Her words hit me like a truck. Could it meant that she had lost her virginity to a male in my family? Was it my dad? Or even my grandpa? The idea that one of them had been the one to initiate her into sex, to be the first cock that invaded this beautiful girl’s pussy, ignited a jealousy within me.

I saw Mayumi in my mind, a younger version with a body just coming into its own, readily taking their seed into her. Each daily injection they delivered, I imagined, somehow nourished her growth and hormones, transforming her into the breathtaking woman who stood before me today. Her perfect breasts, curvy hips, and full, womanly shape, I theorized, were likely the result of the regular sex she’d had throughout her youth.

“Who did take your virginity then? Was it Dad or Grandpa?” I asked.

“Why don’t you guess?” She said.

Grandpa was quite old, though fit for his age. But fucking all night? That sounded more like my dad’s kind of stamina. The thought of him and Mayumi together, his cock buried in her tight pussy, filled her again and again with his seed, and was quite sensible. It was a wild revelation that made my cock throb in anticipation.

Mayumi’s smile grew wider as she nodded. “Yes, Joe-kun, it was your dad. He’s been like a father figure to me since my own dad passed away. I think I might have a bit of a ‘daddy’ issue. I always call him ‘daddy’ during sex. I’ve never done that to your grandpa.”