Chapter 4

The next day, the anticipation of meeting the twins for our picnic had me on edge. I couldn’t focus on anything, the image of Hana and Yuki’s innocent yet hungry expressions from the bath club was burned into my brain.

“I can’t believe I have a picnic date with a twin,” I murmured to myself while I made my sandwiches.

I packed the sandwiches neatly into a container, double-checking that I hadn’t forgotten anything. Tuna, egg salad, cheese, and ham. A knock at the door snapped me out of my thoughts.

I wiped my hands on a towel and hurried to answer. When I opened it, Hana stood there, grinning wide, her usual energy crackling like static.

“Joji-kun! Ready for some sunshine and snacks?” she said, holding up a picnic basket way bigger than mine.

Behind her, Yuki peeked out from behind her sister’s shoulder. She wore a light blue dress that matched her looks, and her hands clutched the strap of her bag like it was the only thing keeping her grounded. When our eyes met, she gave me a shy little smile.

“Yeah, should we go now,” I said, stepping outside. “To the riverside.”

As we started walking down the quiet street toward the riverside, the late afternoon sun was perfectly warmed. Hana chatted animatedly about the snacks she’d brought, her energy pulling me in like a strong current. I found myself laughing easily at her jokes and stories.

Yuki, on the other hand, stayed close by her side, her shyness like a gentle shield around her. I could tell she was interested in me as I often caught her glances, but her reserved nature made it harder for me to reach her.

Just then, a figure appeared ahead, strolling in the opposite direction. It was Mayumi. Her eyes glanced toward me, then quickly landed on Hana and Yuki. For a moment, I saw something flicker in her expression. She bit her lip.

“Well, Joe-kun, looks like you found a new friends,” Mayumi teased when she passed by.

I felt my cheeks redden, unsure of what to say. Yuki suddenly looped her arm through mine. The act seemed to visibly enrage Mayumi. She spun around and stormed off without a word.

We soon reached the picnic spot near the river, a small clearing framed by tall trees, their leaves whispering softly in the gentle breeze. The sunlight filtered through the branches, casting dappled patterns on the soft grass.

Hana immediately spread out the blanket, her energy contagious as she unpacked the basket with practiced ease. “This is perfect,” she said, glancing over at me with a bright smile.

Yuki sat quietly beside me, pulling out a small notebook and doodling nervously.

I settled onto the blanket, the sound of the flowing river mixing with the peaceful chatter of birds. For a moment, everything felt simple and right, the rush of the village life fading into the background as the three of us shared this quiet, golden afternoon.

As we all settled on the blanket, starting eating sandwiches, the river flowing gently just a few feet away. The sun was warm but not too hot, filtered through the tall trees that lined the riverbank. A light breeze rustled the leaves, carrying with it the fresh scent of water and wildflowers.

“Sandwiches is surprisingly good,” Hana said after she took a big bite.

Yuki smiled quietly and picked at her sandwich, her eyes drifting out toward the river. The water was so clear, I could see pebbles on the bottom and even little fish darting back and forth beneath the surface. It looked like a painting, perfect and still.

“This river’s beautiful,” I said, wiping my hands on a napkin.

Hana smiled, reaching for another sandwich. “Yeah, but around here, the old folks have a spooky name for this place, they call it the Pull-Down River.”

I frowned. “Pull-Down River? Sounds creepy.”

Yuki looked at me, her voice dropping a little. “Yes, there’s a story. The elders always warn the kids not to play too close to the water because of the Kappa.”

I blinked. “Kappa?”

“Yeah,” Yuki said, glancing nervously at the river. “It’s a monster from the river, like a mischievous water creature. They say it pulls kids underwater to live with them in their watery home.”

I swallowed hard, feeling the warmth of the sun replaced by a sudden chill. “Has anyone ever disappeared near here?”

Yuki nodded quietly. “A year ago, a boy about our age was found dead by the river. No one really knows what happened.”

I asked. “Where exactly did they find the boy’s body?”

Yuki’s eyes flickered toward the riverbank just beyond our picnic spot. “Right down there, near where we’re sitting now ... just a little further along the bank.”

A cold shiver ran down my spine. The calm, clear water suddenly felt darker, like something was lurking beneath the surface. I forced a smile but couldn’t shake the sudden fear tightening in my chest.

I smiled weakly, trying to shake off the chill crawling up my spine. “And you still choose this place?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Hana rolled her eyes playfully. “Of course! It’s the best spot around here. And those stories? Just old children’s scary stories. Nothing to worry about.”

She then gave me a playful glance before turning to Yuki with a mischievous smile.

“Alright, enough spooky talk! Hey, Yuki,” Hana said, nudging her gently. “Why don’t you tell Joe about that manga you’ve been working on? I bet he’d like it.”

“You’re drawing manga? Wow,” I exclaimed.

Yuki’s cheeks flushed pink, glancing my way. “Um, it’s just something I draw ... about new beginnings.”

I smiled, leaning in a little. “New beginnings?”

Yuki took a deep breath, seemingly bracing herself. “It’s about a boy who comes to this village where he feels an outsider. He’s confused by the openness of everyone’s sexuality, but he’s also drawn to it. He’s not sure if he’s ready to accept it, but he sees the joy and freedom everyone else seems to have, and he feels like he’s missing out. And there’s this one girl ... she’s not like everyone else. She’s sweet and shy. She has a secret that she’s afraid to tell him. It’s a love story.”

Her eyes met mine, searching for a reaction. “It sounds interesting,” I asked. “Does the girl has a twin sister?”

Yuki blushed even deeper, her pink cheeks almost matching the petals of the cherry blossoms scattered around us. She nodded. “Yes, she does. They’re twins, but her twin sister is more outgoing and adventurous, pushing her to make a move on the boy.”

Hana’s laugh was like a burst of sunlight. “The story looks familiar!” she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Yuki looked at me with a smile, her eyes hopeful. “Would you like to read it?” she offered softly, her voice barely carrying over the gentle murmur of the river.

“I’d love to,” I said, genuinely intrigued for what kind of fantasy she had for me. Yuki’s face lit up with excitement, and she fumbled through her bag, producing a notebook with a delicate floral pattern.

Flipping through the pages, she handed it to me. The art was surprisingly good, the characters were cute, and had a very distinct style. But as I read the story, the plot was similar to my own life. The boy was absolutely me, and the girl ... well, she was clearly Yuki.

In the story, we didn’t meet in bath house. The boy was introduced to the twin girls by their parents who were friends. The boy was shocked by the sexual freedom of the village, but the shy twin had captured his heart.

Yuki’s plot took a sharp turn into hentai on the subsequent page. I found myself engrossed in a scene: the shy twin catch the boy masturbating, so she makes a move on him and fucks him.

My heart hammered as I tore through the pages, eyes widening at the increasingly explicit art. The boy and shy twin were depicted in graphic sex scenes, at home, in the woods, at school.

“So, what do you think?” Yuki asked.

I looked up, heart pounding. “Pretty nice,” I managed.

Her blush deepened, but she held my gaze. “It’s a work in progress,” she mumbled.

“Yeah, I can see that,” I said, offering a gentle smile. “The scene where both twins are with the boy ... it’s quite intense.”

Hana leaned closer. “Yuki and I share everything, Joji-kun. Since we were young, we’ve shared our toys, our clothes, and our room. When we grew up, we even shared boys.”

My heart skipped a beat at her candid admission.

“Hana, what do you mean by that?” I asked.

“Well, Joe-kun,” Hana purred, a suggestive wink accompanying her words, “if you become Yuki’s boyfriend, you can have fun with me too. You can actually have fun with both of us together. It’s fantastic, believe me. My boyfriends can guarantee that. They fucks us together all the time.”

Yuki shot her sister a look, a hint of annoyance disrupting her usual shy composure. “Hana, let him digest it first.”

A deep breath steadied me as I nodded. The notion of being with both twins simultaneously was, undeniably, every man’s fantasy.

“So, you have had threesome with Hana’s boyfriends.” I began, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. “And have you ever ... done it with each other?”

Hana burst into laughter. “Of course we have,” she said, her voice dripping with amusement. “I love licking Yuki’s cunt, especially when it’s filled with my boyfriends’ cum.”

Yuki’s cheeks were the color of the cherry blossoms now, and she glared at me before speaking up. “So, you like lesbian, Joji-kun?”

I felt a stirring in my pants at the thought of them together. “I ... I can’t say since I’ve never seen one in real life.”

Hana grinned. “Well, you’re in luck,” she said, turning to her sister. “Why don’t we give Joji-kun a little show?”

My eyes widened in surprise, unable to believe what was happening. They exchanged a knowing glance before Hana leaned in, whispering something in Yuki’s ear. Yuki nodded in agreement. They began to unbutton their dress, revealing their slender bodies to the warm afternoon air.

The two twins stood before me, their clothes pooling at their feet. They were beautiful identical bodies. Hana stepped closer to Yuki, placing a gentle hand on her sister’s waist before pressed her lips to lips. Yuki’s eyes fluttered closed, a soft gasp escaping her as Hana’s hands moved down to her waist. The sisters were kissing passionately, their tongues dancing together as if they had been doing this for years.

My cock was straining against my shorts. Hana broke the kiss and looked into my eyes. “Like what you see?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I managed to murmur, my voice thick with lust.

“Why don’t you strip naked and fuck my sister? After that I’ll lick your cum from her pussy,” Hana said.

My gaze went from Hana’s smile to Yuki’s shy but hopeful expression. I knew that was Hana’s way to trick me into fucking her lovely twin sister, but I had to think of a way to preserve my virginity for my game with Mayumi. I have to divert the situation, then an idea popped into my head

“How about...” I swallowed hard, trying to sound as casual as possible. “ ... you show me how to eat Yuki’s pussy instead?” I then turned to Yuki and asked, “I want to learn how to eat your pussy properly, Yuki.”

Yuki’s eyes grew wide, a mix of surprise and excitement. She nodded eagerly.

“Okay, Joe-kun,” Hana said with a mischief smile. She stepped back and sat down on the blanket.

Yuki also sat back down, spreading her legs apart. I took a moment to appreciate the view of her cunt before me. This was my chance to finally taste a woman. I knelt in between her legs, my face was very close to her cunt. The scent was faint but arousal and intoxicating.

This was the closest I had ever been to a girl’s most intimate area, and I could feel the heat radiating from her. Yuki’s pussy was perfectly shaved. I noticed she had a small, delicate clit. Her labia were pink and peeking out, looking as if they were begging to be kissed.

Hana leaned in and whispered, “Just lick it like you’re licking an ice cream cone. Watch me.”

With that, she demonstrated, her tongue flicking out to lightly touch Yuki’s clit. Yuki gasped slightly. Hana’s tongue moved in slow, deliberate circles, and Yuki’s breath hitched. My gaze fixed on Hana’s hand as it descended, deliberately spreading her sister’s folds to reveal her sexual organ in full. The sudden, explicit view made me feel like I was unexpectedly back in a sex education class.

Yuki’s vaginal hole was already soaked with arousal fluid. I wondered about how many cocks this pink hole had welcomed. Hana’s tongue slid down, lapping up her juices before returning to her clit. Yuki’s legs began to shake slightly. Hana looked up then nodded at me.

I leaned in and lashed my tongue all the way to Yuki’s clit. She gasped, her hips jerking upward. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself, then began to do it over and over. When I got used to the taste, I devoured her with a desperate hunger.

Hana watched with a knowing smile, nodding her approval. “Good, Joji-kun,” she murmured. “Keep going.”

Then, I felt a warm, wet sensation on the tip of my cock. I looked down to see Hana had positioned herself there, her mouth around me, and her eyes sparkling with excitement. She took it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. I moaned, the pleasure almost too intense to handle.

I played with the girls all evening without actually penetrating them. I kissed them both. Hana’s mouth was sweet, and Yuki’s was shy but hungry. Their breasts were small and perky, their nipples hardening against my tongue as I sucked them eagerly. They took turns laying on their backs, allowing me to kiss and lick their pussies. Hana’s was more experienced, having seen more action, but Yuki’s was sweeter, tighter, and more innocent.

As the sun dipped low, painting the sky red, we decided to call it a day. I was exhausted as they had taken turns sucking me off until my balls were completely drained. I had never felt so satisfied in my life.

Mayumi noticed how I walk when I got home from the picnic. She was sitting on the porch, her legs crossed, and a frowning look on her face. “How was your day?” she asked, her voice strained.

“Drained,” I replied, trying tease her with my response, hoping she’d take the bait.

Mayumi’s eyes searched with a hint of jealousy. “Did you fuck them, the twin bitches?” she snapped.

I smirked. “No, we just enjoy our company. Just like what you do in the bathtub.”

Mayumi’s expression tightened, her jealousy swiftly replaced by a smoldering anger. “You’re playing with me, aren’t you?”

“You’re so cute when you’re angry,” I said.

Mayumi’s cheeks flushed, and she took a step closer. “You think this is funny? You’ll see, Joe-kun.” She then stormed into my house.

At dinner, Mayumi didn’t speak a single word to me. Her silence, however, was deafening proof of her lingering anger about the twins and me. For the first time, I felt I had the upper hand, sensing a shift in our usual dynamic, I was now the one in control.

After the meal, she walked directly to my granddad. Without a word, Mayumi pulled out his cock and began sucking him off right there in the living room, with everyone watching. It was a clear, calculated move to assert her dominance over me. My grandpa moaned, stroking her hair, as my dad interjected, “Mayumi-chan, don’t you remember we refrain from all sexual activity in my house?”

Mayumi pulled my granddad’s now-erect cock from her mouth with a distinct pop. She glared directly at me. “Jin-ojisan,” she stated, “your son has been living with us for months. He’s learned and understood all about our culture. We should stop babying him and get our normal life back. If he decides not to let somebody fuck him, that’s entirely his choice.”

My granddad nodded, understanding her frustration. “Maybe Mayumi-chan is right. I also miss my freedom in my own house. Joe-kun, you need to understand our way of life.”

“Yeah,” Mayumi said, looking at me. “If you don’t want to participate, you don’t have to, but you can’t stop us from being who we are.”

I took a deep breath. “Okay. If that’s what makes everyone happy, then go ahead.”

The tension in the room broke like a dam, and the adults around the room shared a collective worry. Mayumi undressed herself, her clothes landing in a heap at her feet. She straddled granddad who was now equally naked, lowering herself onto his thick cock. She threw me a challenging look as she began to ride him, his face was buried between her bouncing breasts.

“Joe-kun, you sure you don’t want to join us?” Natsumi asked. She started to undress as well and walked towards my dad.

I felt my cheeks heat up, watching Mayumi grind onto my granddad’s cock. The wet, squelching sounds filled the air as they joined their genitals and off. Grandpa was sucking on Mayumi’s beautiful nipples as she rode him.