No Consequences Hentai Logic 8

It was surprisingly difficult to actually get your new business on the road.

Help came from the most unexpected source, of all things. As you were patting Yamiko's head while she did her best to earn her breakfast, straight from the source, you decided it was probably not that terrible to reveal your plans to her.

It's not like Yamiko was untrustworthy, after all. As much as you could never call this woman your mother, not after what you'd done to and with her, she had done quite a bit to earn at least your affection and respect.

"What do you think, Yamiko?" you asked, as you leaned against your bed's headboard, half seated, half laying down, while your father's wife slurped and swallowed around your cock, noisy and wet and sloppy as ever.

There were many who could stand to learn a thing or two from Yamiko, about a great deal many things. Work ethic, respect and a few lessons in fashion.

But most importantly?

You were DEFINITELY going to get Rina some blowjob lessons from Yamiko when you had a chance, it was just divine. It seemed she just got a little bit better every time she sucked your cock, and she was doing it daily now.

Her lips felt amazing as they dragged across your shaft's length, pressuring you just about right, as her tongue lashed powerfully at your shaft when she pushed all the way to your root, kissing the base of your cock, and lapped at the head of your penis, the tip of her tongue teasing the slit of your glans, almost but not quite seeming to slip inside sometimes, from how good it felt.

"Ahh, shit, Yamiko, you're so damn good!" you shouted, looking down on her as her cheeks hollowed out and she looked up at you, the perfect, most immaculate rendition of the blowjob face that you could imagine. "Your blowjobs are the best!"

She seemed happy, as you grabbed the back of her head, though you neither forced nor guided her into anything, even if you wanted to, you knew that just letting her do her thing would be better than fucking her throat.

"You love sucking cock, don't you, you perverted stepmother!?" you taunted.

She hummed, eyes looking almost unfocused. 

"You've become a dick addicted slut, a total nympho, a cock hungry animal that can only think of her next helping of semen!"

It felt good, to talk to her like this. There was heat in your words, but it was not the heat of anger or hate. No, it was the heat of passion. She was all of the things you'd described her as, and so much more. A loving woman. A diligent wife. A caring mother.

They all, just meant nothing, compared to her true calling in life.

"You're a dirty cocksucker!" 

Your hips bucked, and you slipped down her throat, holding her in place as you hilted yourself as far as you could go, pushing her against your crotch, almost aware of just how far your balls had retracted as your entire world was reduced to just her tight throat and her sloppy, wet mouth pussy.

Everything went white, as you fed her your thick cock milk.

She moaned in ecstasy, and you knew she had just soaked her panties. While it had seemed at first like no matter what you did, nothing was changing in the world... you'd long since stopped believing that. You'd learned, since then, and now you knew better. Your actions, your words, your efforts...

It was all paying off, as Yamiko pulled back, catching the last of your spurts with her mouth, savoring and toying with it in her mouth, visibly moving it about, before swallowing it.

"It's so tasty and thick, so delicious, my favorite..." she muttered, looking at you with a flushed face. "Thank you for the meal," she said, bowing slightly, her pink tongue slipping out of her mouth to catch the sole droplet of cum that had stained her pretty lips.

Panting, you grinned at her. "What," you took a deep breath, then continued, "what do you think about what I said?"

"I believe you are correct," she said. "I have noticed it... I have more energy, I get more things done, can concentrate better... " she seemed pensive. "It did start to happen when I started, ah, helping you," she thought aloud. "And... every time I drink your cum, it tastes a little bit better than the last, as well... Your father's, it, it is thin and bland," she mused. "I don't even dislike it, as I once used to... it's just..."

You raised your hand. "I really am not interested in what that man's parts are like."

She giggled. "I'm sorry," she said. "But... if you wish to find women to help... I believe I may be able to help you."

You blinked. "You... what?"

She cleared her throat. "You see... the way I found your father, it was through a dating application," she said, grabbing her cellphone from- from between her massive tits? How- you wouldn't even question it, as she unlocked it - her password was 8008 because of course it was - and then showed you the applications on its home screen.

One of them was named D8R, and you frowned as she tapped it. It immediately started updating - and it had several updates due, proving she hadn't used it in quite a while.

"This application, it is used by women to seek men who are... looking for a partner," she said. "Very few relationships survive from school onwards. Even after the final year of school was added, to try to help people form longer lasting relationships and prepare to join either the workforce or college without disturbing their normal studies, it didn't help..."

Ah, right. This world had people who lacked desire, and men even moreso than women. Unsurprising, with men primarily focusing on work and not really being very interested in women, even if they were heterosexual, it resulted in a pretty problematic birth rate crisis, especially in Japan, a country taht even in your world had problems with relationships between men and women.

Still... D8R? They couldn't have been more obvious?

"I don't know what the name stands for though," Yamiko said.

Right. Most people here did not, in fact, speak English, and you only had as good English as you did because your father worked overseas. Even though he hadn't been anywhere near as prone to overseas trips before you took a cross world trip.

"Nevermind that," you said. "So do I just... join it?" you asked. "Download it on my phone and I'm set?"

Yamiko nodded. "Here, I'll help you," she said.

You spent a few minutes downloading the app and setting up a new account. Fortunately, it didn't ask for anything weird or too private, just standard dating app stuff, you imagined. It also asked what kind of relationship you were looking for, and it left the space blank for you to fill it in yourself, rather than having a list of options.

So you grinned to yourself.

Well... it was time to get started.

It took a few days for you to get the first response.

And you received it while you were out with Rina and Hana, as they looked for new sports equipment, now that both of them were looking to get started with their professional careers, now that both were looking forward to the peak of their disciplines.

Naturally, this meant going swimsuit shopping, for the most part, and fucking Rina's tight swimmer ass in the dressing booth.

While you were waiting for her to actually get dressed after confirming that, yes, she looked very good in her new racing swimsuit, in fact, you could say she looked ravishingly good, you checked for responses on a whim and saw that you finally had one.

It took a bit of thought to decide, but in the end, it came down to whether or not you wanted to actually, you know, get the ball rolling on this whole "commercializing the sexy" plan you'd put together, refined with help from Yamiko and Miss Takeda.

You weren't surprised that, after saying goodbye to Rina and Hana, outright telling them you were about to go meet a potential client - you hadn't been about to lie to Rina, now your girlfriend, about the fact that you were spreading the 'good news' so to speak - and then went to the train station as per agreed with her.

Normally, you wouldn't have thought you'd find a stunningly beautiful woman waiting at the train station for you, but there she was. An excellent example of a classic Japanese beauty. Long dark hair, let loose. A modest, understated body, just enough to show she was a woman, even through her jacket. She was an office lady, and she had just recently gotten off of work.

Open and easily read gaze, that was nervously shifting about.

When you approached, her, it was clear she thought you wouldn't show. She seemed relieved, yet even more nervous, as you laid your arm across her shoulders.

"Hey there," you said. "You are Mariko, yes?"

She responded with a nod, a bit quick and skittish, almost shrinking in on herself.

"Are you nervous?" you asked.

She nodded. "T-This, is my f-first t-time using this a-app," she admitted. "I've, I've never-"

You nodded. "I understand. It's my first time too," you said. "So let's learn together, alright?"

She nodded.

"First, let's have a nice evening together!"

You took her out on a date, the kind you went out with Hana on sometimes. Dinner in a nice restaurant, a friendly and entertaining little chat, and finally, you and her went to a hotel. She paid the bill, of course, as per your agreement.

You had her wait on the bed, while you got a shower. Despite everything else, you were fairly sure that she wouldn't appreciate the fact that you probably still had some of Rina's arousal on you.

As you approached her, wearing only a bathrobe, while she lay there in her erotic silken nightie and frilly, almost girlish panties, you could only smile as she trembled in place.

"You're beautiful," you said.

And she was. Perhaps not to the level that Rina was growing into, as she reached the peak of her womanhood, with the athletic body she was developing even further into the peak of human health. Perhaps not to the level that Yamiko had reached, as her overflowing feminity gave you more than a few good shows.

She was somewhere inbetween, a breath of fresh air, perhaps something of a minty taste in a world of sweet and spicy goodness.

You kissed her, then, and began feeling her up, almost feeling like you were molesting her, as she mewled and moaned in your grip.

You were quite glad you had chosen this as your path forward in life, as she reacted like the shy blushing virgin she appeared to be. To you, this was just sex, but to her, it was a simulated relationship. A strange facet of the world - you could fuck Rina's ass in public and she'd never even mind it, but you couldn't kiss her in front of Hana in a non lewd context without her becoming a blushing, sputtering mess.

And when it came to lovey dovey sex like this?

Your hand teased at Mariko's pussy lips, caressing them softly, and you looked her deeply in the eye. This was what you were offering, something that even others who engaged in your profession wouldn't do-

"You're beautiful, Mariko, a lovely woman," you said.

Indeed, though men were frequently void of sexual desire to the point of you wondering how the human race had not gone extinct, let alone proliferated into the billions, they were not totally lacking in ambition, and there were others who had chosen a path similar to yours. 

The difference, though?

Unlike them, you actually loved sex. It was probably your favorite hobby. After more than a year, nearly two now, of you engaging in almost daily sex, with numerous women, you had never grown even slightly tired of it. No, if anything, your hunger for it had become ever greater, and you sought more and more pleasure. 

"I want to fuck you so bad, Mariko," you said, your voice throaty and breathy.

You offered women something none other could claim to.

You offered them someone who desired them, who found them truly beautiful, who did not need to fake his arousal, nor his attraction.

You offered them not the chance to have sex, but to make love.

Your lips parted from Mariko's, and she moaned and groaned. "I've- With my, my ex boyfriend, he never... never kissed me or touched me like you..."

"I'll teach you about love."

You let your robe drop off your body, and she gasped, likely the very first man she had seen naked.

You spread her legs, and rubbed your quickly stiffening parts on her lingerie-clad pussy, easily bringing yourself to full arousal.

Catching her lips once more, you captured her attention with a kiss, as you moved her panties to the side.

Her pussy was gushing liquid, she was likely more turned on than she'd ever been before. She welcomed you, her unreasonably tight virgin cunt's walls spreading to grant you entrance, your cock the very first to invade her insides.

Soon enough, you hilted yourself, and you broke the kiss.

She moaned. "Ahhh, it, it feels so good," she moaned. "I never, I never imagined, my, my coworkers, my coworkers said, the, the man just puts it in, and after a few seconds, they're done," she panted, "but, but this feels, this feels so good! So much better, so much better than I ever imagined!"

"And we're only getting started, sweetheart," you spoke, a grin on your face as you began working your hips.

Once more, she moaned and panted, going crazy as you showed her what sex truly could be like, and you encouraged her to just let herself loose, as you enjoyed the feeling of her multitude of orgasms as her body was fucked for the very first time.

By the end of the night... you even managed to extract a promise for her to advertise your services amongst her female coworkers, and even shared one final, loving kiss, right before she paid you.

Honestly, considering how things were developing on Rina and Hana's end, and how you were getting financial support already from Misses Takeda and Sakurako, in return for you dicking them on the regular...

Your life was looking up and up, you mused. 

It was quite strange to think, that of all things, you were offering something that you had once found so lacking in your life, now sharing it with many others.

Before you went to sleep, you heard the notification sound for the D8R app. You grinned, already imagining the kind of gift you'd buy for Yamiko for introducing you to this app.