That night, after the simple dinner full of laughter, I noticed that 2B was still uncomfortable—not exactly unhappy, but tense, as if she were waiting for an order or a test at any moment. I didn't want Elinalise, with her insatiable thirst, or Nazuna, with her impulsive excitement, to pressure her into something she wasn't ready for yet. When I got the chance, I pulled Elinalise aside into the bedroom while 2B helped Nazuna put away the dishes.
"Let's go easy on 2B, okay?" I whispered, hand on her waist. "No pressure. Let her loosen up at her own pace."
Elinalise nodded immediately, her reddish-brown eyes softening.
"Of course, love. She deserves space. I'll tell Nazuna-chan."
Minutes later, Elinalise whispered something in Nazuna's ear as they passed through the living room. Nazuna looked at me, gave an understanding smile and made a discreet "yes" with her head, no drama. They understood.
We decided to watch something to relax. I still hadn't seen Chainsaw Man—life had changed so much in the last few months that I barely checked social media anymore. I opened Crunchyroll and saw the notifications exploding: friend groups, threads on 5ch, everyone commenting on the new episodes. "Damn, Kaito, you alive? Chainsaw Man is insane!" I laughed to myself and decided: it was time to catch up, but now with them.
They sat on the futon, leaning against the low wall. I gently took 2B's stretched legs—long, toned, pale and soft skin—and pulled them forward a bit, making space between her and the wall. She blinked, confused, blue eyes wide.
"What…?"
I walked behind her and sat with my legs open, hugging her thin waist from behind. I rested my chin on her shoulder, looking at the TV. Her body stiffened for a second, then slowly relaxed. I felt the warmth of her skin against mine, her light and clean scent—that was uniquely hers. I tried not to get too hard; my cock pressed against the curve of her ass over the loose shorts, but I took a deep breath and controlled myself. It wasn't time to scare her.
Elinalise and Nazuna came closer, one on each side, resting their heads on our shoulders, warm bodies pressed together. We watched. The story was great—blood, madness, visceral action. Nazuna vibrated every time Denji cut someone down ("Look at the blood! That's art!"), 2B analyzed the fights with attentive eyes ("The choreography is efficient… but he leaves a lot of openings"). I liked it too. For the first time in months, it was just the four of us watching anime like normal people.
Little by little, sleep came. One by one, we passed out. I turned off the TV in the middle of episode 5. We arranged ourselves on the king-size futon: Elinalise on the far left, me next to her. She snuggled into my chest, hand lazily sliding down into my shorts, slowly massaging my cock in a steady rhythm, like it was an automatic caress. This woman was insatiable even while sleeping. On the other side, 2B lay to my right, rigid at first, but relaxing when Nazuna threw herself on the far right and hugged 2B from behind, thin leg thrown over hers.
It was our first night as four. Bodies pressed together, breaths slowly synchronizing. I slept like a rock, feeling their warmth anchoring me.
The rest of the week went like that: smooth routine from Wednesday to Friday. I woke up early, kissed each of them (2B blushed every time I touched my lips to hers), we got ready and went down to Aoki-ya. 2B worked in the kitchen with me—cutting cabbage with surgical precision, frying tempura without wasting oil, learning the seasonings. Little by little, she loosened up: smiled more, made shy jokes ("Nazuna, you spilled the rice again…"), even laughed quietly when Elinalise made a dirty joke.
No sex with her yet. Just light touches—hand on her waist as I passed, kiss on the forehead before bed. Elinalise and Nazuna always found a way to fuck me: quickie in the storage between shifts (Elinalise bent over against the rice shelves, moaning low), or in the house bathroom before opening (Nazuna on her knees, sucking greedily while the water ran to muffle the sound). But with 2B, patience. She needed time.
On Saturday morning, Nazuna woke up excited:
"I want to go out a bit! Shall we camp at the beach? Sanze Camping Ground is beautiful!"
We agreed. We stopped at a camping store in Tsuruoka: big tent for four (with space for "mess," as Nazuna put it), sleeping bags, cooler, lanterns; at the market we bought food and drinks. Ready-made onigiri, karaage, rice, cuts of meat (ribeye, misuji, pork for grilling), cold beer, orange juice, umeshu and nihonshu. Everything we needed for a perfect day.
We arrived at the campsite: empty beach, calm sea, mild sun despite the cold March wind. We set up the big tent (2B helped with military precision, stretching ropes like it was a tactical operation), prepared the bonfire for night. They changed clothes: simple but devastating bikinis. Nazuna in black with red details, Elinalise in navy blue that hugged her curves, 2B in pure white that highlighted her pale skin and slender body.
They went to the sea first—ice-cold water, but the sun made up for it. We swam a bit, splashed each other, laughed loud. 2B let loose completely: dove elegantly, emerged with white hair plastered to her face, smiled genuinely when Nazuna hugged her from behind.
I ended up dozing off on the hot sand. I woke up buried up to my neck—they had buried me while I slept, giggling quietly and throwing more sand.
I jumped up fast, sand flying, and chased them. First Nazuna: scooped her up, her legs kicking the air, loud laughter. Carried her near the bonfire and set her down. Then 2B: she pretended to run, but let herself be caught. In my arms, arms around my neck, flushed face. I set her next to Nazuna. Elinalise didn't even run: waited near the water, waves wetting her feet.
"I was waiting for you, love," she said, smiling naughtily.
I scooped her up too, kissed her wet mouth and carried her to the others.
We were starving and tired. The sun was setting, orange and pink sky reflecting on the sea. They grabbed onigiri and karaage, Elinalise opened beers and handed them out. We sat on the sand, talking about the day. They traded dirty compliments:
"Nazuna-chan, that moment you fell on all fours in the water… your panties slipped to the side, almost showed your little pussy," Elinalise said, laughing.
"And you, Elina? In the sea, the bikini rode up and showed your whole tits!" Nazuna shot back.
Elinalise winked at me:
"On purpose for Kaito to see."
2B, flushed but joining in:
"Good thing the beach is empty today… no one else to see."
I just laughed, happy as fuck.
It got dark. I lit the bonfire, seasoned the meats with coarse salt and pepper. We were drunk enough to say anything.
Elinalise sighed, leaning on my shoulder:
"I'm so happy…"
2B, shy but sincere:
"Me too… I agree."
I brought up the subject that had been circling my head:
"We need a bigger house. Cozy, well-organized. And if I… dream of another character?"
Nazuna laughed loudly:
"Which will definitely happen, since you're a pervert!"
Elinalise smiled mischievously:
"The more the better, right?"
2B nodded slowly:
"More space would be nice."
The conversation exploded into ideas. Nazuna wanted a huge game room. Elinalise, a library with natural light and armchairs for reading manga. 2B, a gym to train ("Keeping the body in shape is efficient"). Nazuna suggested:
"How about a big house, traditional but technological? With a pool, beautiful garden…"
"And dedicated rooms for making love?" Elinalise added, winking.
"A huge room with a giant photo of us," 2B said, voice low but excited.
I smiled:
"That would be perfect, wouldn't it?"
We ate the grilled meats, drank more nihonshu with juice. 2B needed to go to the public beach bathroom—dark, far from the bonfire.
"It's dark… come with me?" she asked, shy voice.
I went. Waited at the door, watching Elinalise and Nazuna laughing around the bonfire. Total silence, just the sea and the distant crackle of the fire. I heard 2B inside: the subtle sound of peeing, then silence.
When she finished, I couldn't resist. I went in before she left. She didn't get scared—turned slowly, blue eyes shining in the dark, drunk and passionate expression.
I grabbed her, pressed her against the cold wall. We kissed for long minutes, tongues dancing, naughty hands squeezing her firm breasts over the bikini, her round perfect ass. I slowly took off her shorts and bikini. Lifted her—legs around my waist, arms around my neck. Lowered my clothes, held her soft thighs and lowered her slowly.
My hard cock fitted at her hot tight entrance. I entered centimeter by centimeter, feeling her open for me for the first time. Started slow, then sped up. She moaned muffled in my ear:
"Kaito… I love you…"
"I love you too, 2B… you're wonderful…"
I put her on all fours on the cold bathroom floor. Knelt behind, lowered and sucked her wet pussy—tongue swirling on the clit, pushing deep until I found the exact spot. She came in my mouth, legs trembling, muffled moan in her hand.
I stood up fast, fitted again and thrust hard, prolonging her orgasm. I came deep, filling her with hot cum, thick jets overflowing while we trembled together.
We went back to the bonfire. 2B with an embarrassed face. Elinalise and Nazuna looked, laughed quietly and made space.
"Finally, huh?" Nazuna said, winking.
Elinalise kissed her cheek:
"Welcome for real to the harem, 2B-chan."
We sat together, bodies pressed, looking at the fire and the dark sea.
It was already getting cold on the beach—the Sea of Japan wind cut hard after sunset. We grabbed light jackets and went together to the public bathroom with a hot shower. The place was simple: old tiles, solitary shower with warm water coming out in a strong jet. We went in all four, laughing quietly so as not to attract attention (the beach was still empty, but you never know).
We showered together there: nervous giggles, naughty hands slipping on the foam, quick wet kisses. Nazuna soaped 2B's back with exaggerated care ("Your body is perfect… made to be touched"), Elinalise washed my cock slowly just to tease me, and 2B let it happen, flushed but smiling shyly when I ran my hand on her waist. It was light, affectionate—no hurry, just the pleasure of being together.
We dressed quickly and went back to the tent. The air inside was cold at first, but soon the heat of our bodies and heavy breathing warmed everything. We zipped it closed, lit a small lantern that cast soft yellowish light.
Elinalise, beside me, lay on top of me without ceremony. Started kissing my neck, then my mouth, slowly grinding her wide hips, rubbing her hot wet pussy over the thin shorts I was wearing. My cock was already hard, throbbing against her, ready for the game. Nazuna watched everything, slowly running her hand up my leg, up to my thigh, red eyes shining with lust.
2B was on the other side, flushed hard, blue eyes fixed on us, but motionless—as if she didn't know what to do with the body that now felt everything for real.
Elinalise noticed. She rose to her knees, gently took both of 2B's hands and pulled her up. Looked into her eyes, hoarse and affectionate voice:
"Come here, darling… let us show you."
She slowly took off 2B's top, revealing firm breasts, pink nipples already hard from the cold and excitement. Then took off her own top, letting blonde curls fall over her shoulders. Ran her hands over 2B's thin waist, up to her breasts, squeezing lightly, then to her face. Pulled her face and kissed her slowly—tongue dancing softly. 2B stayed still for seconds, then hugged Elinalise hard, surrendering. They lay together, Elinalise on top, kissing deeply.
Meanwhile, Nazuna had already stripped completely. Came to me naked, took off my shirt and shorts quickly. Turned, threw her leg over my head and positioned in 69: wet pussy right on my mouth, hot mouth enveloping my cock. Started sucking greedily—tongue swirling on the head, relaxed throat swallowing deep. I sucked her pussy slowly, flat tongue from ass to clit, pushing two fingers to hit the G-spot. She writhed, muffled moans on my cock.
Beside us, a low moan: Elinalise had gone down 2B's body, taken off the rest of her clothes and was now sucking her pale perfect pussy. 2B held my hand hard, fingers intertwined, as if she needed an anchor.
We stayed like that until 2B came first—body trembling, pussy pulsing in Elinalise's mouth, muffled moan in her hand. Elinalise lifted her shining face:
"You're as delicious as Nazuna-chan…"
Then looked at Nazuna:
"Go on, Nana… cum in our man's mouth."
That was the trigger. Nazuna squeezed hard, pussy pulsing on my tongue, cumming with a muffled scream, juices running down my chin. She lifted panting:
"Now fuck me and fill me, love…"
Turned, sat on my lap, fitting her soaked pussy on my saliva-slick cock. Descended to the base, grinding slowly at first, then faster. Elinalise came closer, sat on my face:
"Now I want your tongue, Kaito…"
2B watched from the side, hand on my thigh, sometimes touching the girls, head resting on my free hand as I caressed her white hair.
I licked Elinalise deep, tongue on the clit. She moaned loud, kissing Nazuna, sucking her small breasts. Nazuna bounced wildly on my cock, pussy squeezing hard, wet as fuck. I came first—hot jets filling her completely, overflowing. Elinalise pulled Nazuna up, disconnecting the cock: cum dripping on my cock and belly.
"Come, 2B… we can't waste anything," Elinalise said, naughty voice.
2B approached shyly. Elinalise started licking slowly, then 2B joined—slow, gentle tongue, licking everything until nothing was left. Nazuna lay beside, panting:
"Ah, you're delicious, love…"
After they cleaned me, Elinalise smiled:
"Now I'll teach you how to give a good blowjob while Kaito recharges."
Nazuna grabbed the phone, started filming—terrible lighting, but enough to see. First filmed herself masturbating slowly, then turned to us.
Elinalise went first: sucked my cock explaining everything—"look, hold the base like this… tongue on the head… swallow slowly…". Then it was 2B's turn: slowly, tense not to mess up, shy tongue swirling. Elinalise helped, hand on the back of her neck, soft voice: "That's it… deeper… breathe through your nose…".
That got me hard again in minutes.
I stood up, told Elinalise to lie with her head toward me, 2B on top of her in 69. I thrust my cock into 2B's pussy—tight, hot, still sensitive from the first cum. Started slow, then harder. Elinalise below licked 2B's entrance and my moving cock, tongue brushing my balls. 2B moaned low, trying to suck Elinalise when she could.
I sped up. Came hard—pulled out before exploding everything, put it in Elinalise's open mouth. She sucked it all, then sucked what dripped from 2B's pussy.
"Elina, you really are a glutton," I said, panting and laughing.
Nazuna finished the recording: turned the camera to herself, blew a kiss and turned it off.
First fuck with all three together. Incredible. We hydrated with water and juice, fell into the sleeping bags. It was around 3 a.m.
We woke up around 9 a.m.—strong sun hitting the tent, sound of waves, smell of sea and sand. They were excited: we had breakfast (cold onigiri, leftover karaage, coffee in a thermos), swam a bit more in the cold but invigorating sea.
At noon we started packing: folded the tent, put everything in the bags, cleaned the site, threw away trash. We went back home, tired but sated bodies. 2B leaning on my shoulder, smiling