Raping Takki

I sip my red wine, my eyes are fixed at Takki sitting before me across the round table. My colleagues at Fuji TV forced to celebrate my promotion becoming the prestigious newscaster for 9 o’clock news at French restaurant. I’m very reluctant actually but had to agree to bring end to their noisiness. I asked Takki to come along too coz there’s no dinner at home anyway. Now while everyone is interrogating the cute boy about his future; where he wanna go after high school, all I can think of is how yummy he looks tonight.

No, there’s nothing special in the way he dresses. He dresses like any other teenagers dress; t-shirt and jeans – teenager’s nationality outfit. His look has always been cute and I have always known that. So, what makes me think he looks yummy tonight, I don’t know. He just… looks so yummy in my eyes… I can’t help smacking my lips slightly.

I must be a bit tipsy, I guess – thanks to the red wine - and horny as well, for staring at the teenager intently, stripping him with my gaze, watching how cute his eyes slanting and lips parting as he laughs at someone’s joke about entering Todai. I watch his big hand takes hold of his orange juice glass and brings it to his lips. As he drinks, his eyes meet mine. I smile and raise my wine glass in cheers at him but he shyly avoids further eye contact.

That’s so very cute of him, makes him look even yummier…

I gulp the remaining of my red wine and put the empty glass on table. I must be very tipsy now that I have a naughty, indecent idea… and yet I do it for real. Still staring at Takki who looks at anyone but me, I kick my shoe off under table and lift my barefoot, protruding my leg across table below and land on his thigh. I observe cunningly Takki’s surprised face feeling my toes running slowly along his thigh. He turns his eyes to me now, looking at me in both puzzlement and disapproval. I give him my sweet flirting smile while hand playing with my hair and slowly slide my foot to between his thighs.

I can see the boy gasp silently as I move my foot and toes up and down against the front part of his jeans. I’m feeling so excited now that I make my own panties damp. I shift slowly in my chair, finding the best angle to tease him better.

Poor Takki somehow manages to control himself, not making any sound, curling his fists on table instead with blushing confused face. Under table his body however isn’t as confused. I can feel a slight bulge on front of his jeans and can’t help smirking. Using my pressing and rubbing toe, I expertly tend his erection, making it bigger and harder.

Takki’s handsome boyish face is deeply blushed now. He’s very aroused, I can tell. My smirk grows broader and my toe works him more intense. But one of my female colleagues, Noriko, sees his blushed face and asks whether he’s ok. Takki mumbles in low voice that he’s fine. Yet, she gets up from her seat just the same, wanting to act motherhoodly, clearly. Annoyed, I have to withdraw my foot from Takki’s crotch so that Noriko doesn’t see it and know what’s going on. Takki uses the opportunity to excuse himself, standing and vanishing to toilet in a flash that nobody has time to notice his jeans.

I push back my chair and get to my feet. “Aso, where are you going?” I hear one of my colleagues asking, male voice. I smile tipsily at the bunch of them. “I think I need to go to toilet too. I drink too much…” I wave off Noriko’s concern offer to accompany me and walk towards restrooms with a bit staggering paces.

Instead of women toilet, I enter men’s, bumping against a man who gives me a queer look – that I ignore, and find Takki standing alone before an urinal. I smile crookedly and approach him, don’t even bother to look around whether there’s anyone else in the restroom.

“Need my help, Takki-chan?” I ask with teasing voice, pressing my body against his side. “You…!” Takki casts a horrified look at me and at the same time tries to cover himself. “Get off, get off…!” “Ne, let me help…” I peek to his front, smiling more crookedly to see his big naked erection. “Wahh… Takki-chan so big…” I comment with slight naughty giggle while protruding my hand. “I don’t need your help! You…you… Ugh…..!” Takki leans forward with his hands against the wall supporting himself as I place my palm under his hot hard stick. His eyes shut and his mouth cutely chants “No, no…no…” as I stroke him slowly back and forth.

“Please stop… no, please…” I can feel his slim body quivering in excitement while he’s growing hotter in my palm. “Takki-chan…” I blow softly into his ear and close my hand around his hard erection. “UHH!” Takki groans loudly as I start rubbing him intensely up and down, my fingers and palm clenching him tightly.

“Stop! Stop… you’re gonna make me… UUH! UUHHh!” Takki speaks in thick voice, straining his neck, shutting eyes tighter while bending over the urinal with body shaking hard. I feel his erection tense, slightly spasming in my clutch and I rub him harder and faster. Takki’s hands clawing the restroom wall with neck strained hard and eyes squeezed tight with mouth open, gasping and panting. I rub and rub him non stop, increasing my speed and pressure each time, until finally he can’t stand it any longer and bursts in my hand. “UGHH!! UHhhh…!” Takki pants heavily with ragged breath while releasing all of his cum.

I grunt softly against his chest, still rubbing his erection for a while then let him go. Takki straightens and looks at me in dismay. “Are you happy now?” He asks with hoarse voice. I smirk at him, naughtily lick off bit of his cum stuck between my fingers. I don’t answer him, instead casually walk to a nearby toilet booth. I pull down my panties and sit on toilet bowl, realizing how wet I am.

***

“See you tomorrow!”

“Jaa na!”

I close my apartment door and lock it, pretty much ignoring Takki standing next to me and staring at me. “Oyasumi, Takki-chan,” I say afterwards, brushing past him, taking off my shoes and changing into my home slippers.
“Aso-san?” Takki calls, stopping me on my way towards my room.

I turn around, seeing him still standing beside door. “Hai?” I look at him inquiringly.

“Can I…” He stops, hesitates.

“”Hai?” I tilt my head, waiting for him.

“Can I…” Takki swallows then continues, “Can I … sleep with you tonight?” He tries hard to maintain eye contact with me while asking that.

I smile warmly. “Can…not!” I reply lightly, turning my back at him, walking towards my room again.

“Why not?” Takki asks, halting me again.

I turn to face him again, seeing him looking at me with hurt puppy eyes. With a bit of impatience in my voice I say, “Coz I need my privacy.” Then with a firm, not arguable oyasumi, I disappear into my bedroom.