Tomoko Gets Lucky

  • A SG Halloween Story: Tomoko Gets Lucky (reprise)
    Tomoko was mad at herself. She had skipped school today because she had slept in. Her school did not let absent students compete. And her coach would probably not see a marathon sex session as a valid excuse. She regretted not going to the gymnastics meet, especially since Kotomi probably swept all the events in her absence. Oh, well...
    The place was quiet, like it always was when her father was away. She put the dishes away and walked up the stairs to her bedroom. She stripped naked and turned on the shower. She was about to enter it when she heard the door knock. She threw on a towel, and grabbed a baseball bat, and came back downstairs.
    "Who is it?"
    She looked through the peephole. A figure, clad in a black Batman suit, including a black mask, looked back.
    She laughed. That's what I get for telling a man I like cosplay, she thought. And he was Superman last night. Boy, was he ever!
    She let the masked man in.
    "I should be mad at you."
    The figure in the Batman suit ignored her. He seemed to be looking past her, as he walked to the staircase.
    She watched as he darted up the stairs. He snaked a cable between four posts of the staircase landing, leaving slack on either side, then came back down the stairs.
    "What are you doing?"
    He removed a large belt from his waist and fixed it to both ropes. He tested the center with his hand. When she came closer, he placed his hands under her shoulders and placed her in the sling. The ropes gave a little, but the posts held.
    She got the idea. She undid her towel, letting it drape on either side, so that she sat, naked, facing him. He knelt down and put her legs on both his shoulders. She held the ropes as he stood back up. He held her lower back in his hands, as his tongue made its way through her folds. She gasped and panted at the ceiling fan, grasping the ropes for dear life, as waves of passion caused her to grind herself into the caped crusader's face. After she tensed, and screamed to signify her orgasm, he lowered her back to the wall. He unlaced his pants, and grabbed her ass, sliding easily and deeply into her. She lay back, letting him swing her back and forth, driving them both to new heights.

    The masked man stopped, just before she was set to scream once more.
    "Stand up and face the wall."
    He sounded more raspy than last night, she thought. She stood up like he asked. He brought the swing behind her and motioned her to sit.
    "Feet up, and on the wall."
    Tomoko complied.
    Then, she felt something warm on her asshole.
    "What's that?"
    "I call it Bat-lube."
    "Wait, I...oh! Oh. Oh, my!"
    She felt a new presence, a slow invasion of her behind. She heard her lover gasp as he explored this new territory. She reached down to her clit and brought herself to a frenzy as he drove back and forth until he finished.
    She slid off the swing and turned towards him. He had removed his mask, and was trying to wipe his brow with his costume sleeve. She went to offer him the towel. It was then she saw that the man behind the mask was a person she had never seen before.
    "Wait a minute!" She snatched the towel back and scrambled to put it back on.
    "WHO ARE YOU?"
    Her anonymous lover smiled wide.
    "TRICK OR TREAT!!!!!!"
  • A DarkGrey Idea: The Play's the Thing
    "I don't get it. Why are these clips so much?"
    "People are waiting until this girl gets big, and BANG! Theyre sitting on a gold mine. But I want bigger than that. Because I'm the Big Don. And you know what's big, Rudy?"
    "It's Ryuuji."
    "Odd name. You should consider changing it. So what's the next big thing, Rudy, my friend, is art. Independent film, new stories, new faces, and enough edgy stuff to keep people interested."
    "And you know people who make these movies?"
    "Use your brain here, Rudy. Every school has a group that bands together to make some sort of fanfic book or costume play. You find that group, give them a script and costumes, and film them."
    "And thats it?"
    "Not exactly.. One of these girls you find needs to look enough like Tomoko that the scenes will match each other. Plus, it would help if you got some shots of the others...without the costumes. That would really grab them."
    "I know nothing about how to put this together though.
    "I know somebody who does.Meet me at this address tomorrow."


  • Good In TENT ions
    Primero and Tassy huddled together in the tent, somewhere deep in the strange forest.
    She was relieved that she didn't have to fight him off;  just because they were in the tent together, didn't mean they were together, right? And she was so sleepy.

    Tassy thought she was almost asleep, when she felt Primero rustling around.
    "What's wrong?"
    "I can't sleep. Too hot in here."
    "Then take it off and go to sleep!"
    He stripped his shirt off. He seemed to settle for a moment, so she turned over, away from him. She didn't normally wear a bra to bed, so she quietly unhooked it.
    A few minutes later, she heard more rustling.
    "Now what?"
    "I can't sleep. I'm still all sweaty, and I'm just wearing shorts."
    "I'm turned away. Just slip them off."
    She tried not to think about Primero sitting there naked. But as a few minutes passed, she heard rustling again.
    "Primero!"
    "I can't sleep."
    "Why?"
    "Y-you're never going to believe this, but now I'm cold."
    "Fine."
    She stripped her panties off and straddled him. She reached down, grabbed his dick, and guided him in.
    "Hot enough for you?"
    "Yes!"
    She ground on top of him, driving him deeper and deeper inside. Her breasts freed themselves of the loose bra, and danced along with her rhythm.
    "Promise...me...you'll...let...me...sleep!"
    "I will, I will,..."
    She grabbed his shoulders, thrusting all the while. She could feel his hot breath on her breasts.
    "LET ME SLEEP!"
    "I WILL! I WILL! I! Aye! Ayaaaaaaaiii!!!!"
    Primero seemed to rise and collapse all at once. Tassy rolled off beside him, and made a spot for herself next to him.
    "Primero?"
    She was greeted with the not-so-gentle sound of a snore.
    She closed her eyes. She heard noises, both inside and outside the tent. She felt itchy. Hot. Horny. And a bit pissed.
    Anything but...sleepy.

  • Karin & Tomoko Recap: All the Single Ladies...
    The Karin story has always intrigued me once I discovered DNA2 and SIMGirls. What would YOU do if you were sent on a mission 100 years in the past, and the mission failed almost inmediately. What would you think? Eat? Wear? Live? I think Karin did well for herself, all things considered.

    I'm not sure why Tomoko has such bad luck with men, but I think Rakki proved to be just as bad an apple as Ryuuji ever was. I think her future requirements for a lover may evolve away from just a strong man with a big wallet. And wasn't it fun having her step tentatively into the lesbian pool instead of diving right in?

    One of my favorite scenes in the game is when she gives the necklace away to Player; I borrowed it in such a way that Tomoko truly gets that the right thing to do is hand it to Karin.

    Part of the fun of making up these stories is creating a supporting cast.
    As many of you know, some of the SIMGirls characters came from DNA2. Others, such as Sana, did not. Instead, our famous mystic shop employee came straight from the imagination of our fearless leader SimMan. I've tried to follow his lead and expand the universe just a bit.

    The last four story series I wrote required a few extra hands. Allow me to introduce, or reintroduce, them to you:

    From left to right:
    The lady in the blue dress is Nao. She's taking a break from being the snoopy saleslady from Tomoko Gets Lucky. Earlier, she was the snoopy saleslady from Tomoko's original ending. Tell me, how would your life change if you walked in and saw Tomoko Saeki stark naked, in the throes of passion?

    Dressed in her black finery is Yuki. She's the one who keeps Snakeman on a short leash. She was added, then removed, from Sana's story Art of the Sale (but not from the bonus story), and now plays a featured role in Karin's Photo Opportunity. She's not in DNA2 or SIMGirls, but I wouldn't mind seeing more of her!

    This is Akage. Don't tell me you don't know her, guys- you've been paying her $30 (now $100) for a bit of her action for years. Yes, she's the Charm girl, now slipping into a nice orange colored suit that matches her hair. She's been in many of my stories, most recently in Karin's.

    And last but absolutely not least, Mako Iwasaki. She and Kotomi do not get along- their rivalry stretches back to the original DNA2 manga. She's been featured in both of Kotomi's series, and makes a quick cameo in Karin's. I think some of her traits may have been given to Tomoko in the game; but she and her mindgaming brother are so deliciously evil in the manga that I'd love to see them or an equivalent pop up somewhere.

    Should the SIMGirls series continue to evolve, I would love to see one or more of these ladies play a larger role. But for now, I'll just let them take a quick bow.

    Back to work, ladies. We have a new story to tell!
  • Tomoko Gets Lucky VII: Double Trouble
    Tomoko waited for the last student to leave class before coming back in.  Before Akira could say anything, Tomoki asked, "Could yougo over diagramming sentences?"
    Akira turned her back on her as she started writing in the board. Tomoko sat on the desk with both her feet on the wood. She slid her skirt toward her waist, parted her knees slightly, and waited.
    When Akira turned, she looked right at Tomoko's panties.
    She said nothing for a few moments.
    "Do you like my panties, Ms. Kudo?"
    Akira cleared her throat.
    "Yes. Yes I do."
    Tomoko took a deep breath. Her thumbs dug under her panties. She lifted her butt up slightly. She pulled the garment over her knees and down past her shoes.
    "They're yours."
    Akira took the panties from Tomoko. "Thank...you."
    Akira did not look away. She reached over and kissed Tomoko in the mouth. She stood Tomoko up and kissed her again. She smiled rather devilishly, then lowered herself below Tokomo's skirt.
    Tomoko braced for a finger. Instead, she got a tongue. Softer than Rakki's, the tongue bathed her folds with an expertise Tomoko never dreamed possible. She dug her nails into the desk and rode the ever building feelings of motion, pleasure, and moisture. In one towering instant, without meaning to, Tomoko released.
    Akira stood up. Her normally perfect makeup was smeared. Her perfect hair was not quite perfect.
    Tomoko slid her skirt down and stood up. Both of them turned to see Junta, standing at the door.
    Akira put on her most serious face.
    "That will be all, Ms. Saeki."
    "Thank you, Ms. Kudo."

    She dug the phone out of her purse.
    DEED DONE.
    A few minutes later came the text.
    ;)
    U OWE ME.
    LOOK OUT FRONT

    Rakki was idling in an Acura. He kissed her as she sat down.
    "She went down on me. What's the prize?"
    "Any finger action?"
    Come to think of it...
    "No."
    "Too bad."
    "TOO BAD?" She stared at Rakki. "I let Ms. Kudo lick my snatch and that's not good enough?"
    "Are you serious?"
    "Would I lie about that?"
    "You earned this, then."
    He handed her a box. She opened it and gasped as a diamond necklace caught the rays of the sun.
    He moved the car to the quietest part of the school parking lot and parked. She went to kiss him, and he pulled her onto his lap. He quickly undid his pants, and she lowered her still moist self onto him. She struggled out of her uniform, and let her new necklace dangle between her breasts. The crystal danced in the sun as she rode her lover towards a messy conclusion.

    She relaxed and lay back the best she could on the steering wheel. A tap on the glass caused her to open her eyes. She saw the police officers looking through the window. Right at her. Right at all of her.
    She rolled back in the passenger seat and started fishing for pieces of her school clothes. It was then she noticed he was fiddling with some wires below the steering column.

    The police tapped again. "Out now, both of you!"
    Tomoko finished dressing and got out. Rakki managed to start the car. That was the moment he saw he was penned in.
    He opened the door, hands raised. "No crime here, Officer. Just two kids, having fun."
    "In a stolen car?"
    The officer threw Rakki towards the car hood and cuffed him. He turned to see Tomoko getting handcuffs.
    "Leave her out. I only met her today."
    The other officer looked at her. "How long have you known this man, Kajuaru Ito?"
    "Is that his name?"
    The policeman laughed. "Let her go."

    Tomoko turned to leave. She found herself playing with the diamond necklace as she walked away. She wondered for a moment whether she had to give the necklace back.
    Instead, she undid the clasp and put it back in her purse.

    Classes had concluded for the day. Tomoko waited until the last student had left. This time, she locked the door.
    She marched up to Akira. Without a word, she kissed her. She took Ms. Kudo's right hand, and guided it under her skirt. She felt her sweet spot being cradled, so she started grinding against her fingers.
    She put her lips close to Akira's ear.
    "Ma'am, I'd like you to continue my exam."
  • Tomoko Gets Lucky VI: School Activities
    Tomoko was distracted, as she sat at her desk in class. She craved Rakki's attention, but hated having to wait around for it. But cutting him off would mean not having nights like last night. She wondered how much Kotomi saw; how long she watched. She lost herself in thought, remembering her last few days. Rakki, twisting her all around. The excitement of their lovemaking. But the biggest rush was the constant fear of getting caught. It was giving her ideas. What if the saleslady joined them? What if Kotomi had slipped into bed with them? She had never had such thoughts, especially about women, and they excited her.
    The buzz from her phone jolted her back to consciousness.
    NOW.
    Reality clicked in. Under her desk, she typed out CANT. AT SCHOOL.
    ME2.
    She stared at the screen. It added
    BACK STAIRCASE. 
    She asked to go to the restroom. Once clear of class, she darted to the back stairs.
    Rakki was in what appeared to be a Fukoma High uniform. As she entered the staircase, he took her hand.
    "Is the roof alarmed?"
    "No, but it's cold."
    "We won't be long." He started up the stairs. Tomoko followed.
    She passed by him after he opened the door. She leaned, using a support, trying to see as much of the town as possible. He closed the roof door behind him.
    "What if someone comes up?" she asked.
    "Only one door. And they can't get up if you don't let them."
    "How will I stop them?"
    "By putting both hands on the doorknob and holding tight."
    "And what will you do?"
    "Ravage you."
    She came back over and clutched the doorknob in her hand. Before she knew it, her white panties were at her knees, and her lover was behind her, probing her slice of heaven as he gripped her shoulders.
    She moved both of her hands to the doorknob and held on tight.
    Yet at the same time, she wanted a woman to march through and join them. She could almost feel fingers unbuttoning her blouse and caressing her breasts while Rakki pleasured her from behind.
    Rakki panted. "You are so hot right now!"
    You have no idea, she thought.

    Akira saw her in the hall.
    "Ms. Saeki, the bathroom isn't back there."
    "I wasn't feeling well, Ms. Kudo, so I went for some air."
    "You missed the segment in diagramming sentences. Come by after my last class."
    Rakki was long gone. She texted him. U GOT ME IN TROUBLE :(
    WHICH TEACHER
    KUDO
    I REMEMBER HER. RED HAIR SHORT SKIRT?
    Tomoko shook her head.
    DOWN BOY. SHE LIKES GIRLS.
    UR A GIRL. ;)
    The reply stunned her.
    MEANING?
    U KNOW WHAT I MEAN.
    She dialed his number.
    "I'm in trouble. She wants me to go there after class."
    "Yeah, because she wants you."
    "What?"
    "It's pheromones. She knows you had sex and she's drawn to you like a shark."
    "Well, maybe...."
    "And here's what you do. Ask a question that requires her to write on the board. When she turns her head, sit on her desk. Let your skirt ride up. Make sure she can see your panties."
    He paused.
    "When I see you next, tell me she fingerbanged you. Even if she doesn't, you'll still get the prize."

    She was shocked. Mortified. And thrilled. And she started to think about it. And think about it. She also thought about the saleslady seeing her naked. And Kotomi.
    I'm sure Rakki won't mind if I raised the stakes a bit, she told herself.
  • Tomoko Gets Lucky V: Working for Tips
    Tomoko was trying to come up with just the right thing to say to the lady to get her to come forward.
    The woman appeared stunned.
    Rakki reached over and closed the curtain.
    "We need an escape plan," he whispered. "Follow my lead. Get dressed. Don't come out until I say. When you do, go fast."
    He pulled on his pants, threw on the camo jacket, and slipped on shoes.
    He threw open the curtain. He walked quickly to the closest saleslady.
    "Miss! Oh, Miss!"
    Tomoko hear him speak in a nasally, high pitched, fey voice.
    "My client and I need complete privacy. You don't just walk into her like that."
    "Your client?"
    "Is a big baby. I won't say fat. OK, I will. She's monstrous. But not a word to anyone. OK? I love her. You love her. All of Japan loves her. But she is not this size."
    He pulled out some bills and dangled a panty in front of her. "I'll give you twenty to find this one size up. Fifty if you close his dressing area to anyone but us. Make it a hundred if you swear she was not here."
    "Who?:
    "You catch on fast." Rakki started counting the money slowly. The distracted saleslady did not see him signal Tomoko to walk around. She left the dressing area, marveling how they had escaped again.
    Her phone buzzed as she entered the food court.
    PLZ BUY AMI LUNCH. I WILL CATCH UP LATER.

    There were no texts from Rakki that night, or the next morning. At school, she kept checking for a message from Rakki. Teachers droned on. Friends chattered.  But the phone stayed quiet. Reluctantly, she accepted an invitation to study with Kotomi after practice.
    She had just arrived at Kotomi's house when she felt a vibration in her purse.
    NOW
    She frowned. CANT. STUDYING AT KOTOMIS
    A few moments passed.
    REALLY? I HAVE EVIL PLAN. ;)
    This time, she called him.
    "I can't go anywhere for a while."
    "I don't want you to move a muscle. Offer to pay for dinner. Ask what she wants. I'll be at the doorstep in an hour."
    "Oh, and make a point of leaving your wallet in her bedroom."
    "Why?"
    "So you can have angry revenge sex on her bed."

    Kotomi could have said anything in front of Tomoko for the next hour. Tomoko nearly jumped through her skin when the door knocked.
    "C'mon." She made a point of moving Kotomi from her bedroom to the kitchen, then she answered the door.
    "Noodle soup. Two orders. With sushi." Rakki was casual today. He held the food and winked.
    "Oh, Kotomi. Here's the food. Let me go get my wallet. Follow me, sir."
    As Kotomi turned to the kitchen, Tomoko and Rakki raced to the back bedroom.
    "Hurry," he whispered. "I left the car running!"
    As he closed the door, she yanked her pants to her ankles and sat on the bed. He knocked her over and plunged deep within her parted thighs. A few thrusts later, he got up and rolled her over; she scampered for a pillow and buried her face in it. She screamed her passion into the slipcover as Rakki took her from behind. Kotomi's posters and trophies were a captive audience, staring down at them as they pounded their lust into Kotomi's bedclothes.
    Unknown to both of them, Kotomi stood at the door, peering through.

    After Rakki left, Kotomi waited for her friend to return to the kitchen.
    "That took a while."
    "I wanted to give him a tip."
    "Just a tip?" She looked at Tomoko. "They usually take cash."
  • Tomoko Gets Lucky IV: Naughty and Nice
    Twas the night before Christmas
    Tomoko rushed to and from
    Getting last minute presents
    For her father and beau

    Her shopping wasn't done
    And the cupboards were bare
    If she could she'd blow Santa
    To bring Christmas fare.

    Tomoko was panicked. She had put off shopping, and now she felt like she had to get something for Rakki as well as her dad.
    She talked Ami into joining her. Ami agreed, provided that they swing by the mystic shop. Tomoko reluctantly gave in.
    She waited, bored, as Ami browsed through the aisles.
    A blonde woman approached. "I am Sana. May I help you?"
    "I doubt it. This is not my kind of store."
    "Treasures are where you find them. Come," Sana urged, taking her hand. She took a blue top off the display.
    "Try this."
    Tomoko went behind the curtain. The top actually looked good. She emerged to see it in the mirror.
    "Perfect." Sana stepped behind her. "That top was so unhappy when we broke up the set. Now it makes you happy. And your man will stand up when he sees you."
    "My man?"
    "Or woman. Either way. After you buy it, wear it. When people stare, stare back. And your man - he will stand up.
    "Great. How much?"
    "For you? Ten."
    Ami came up behind them, holding a bunch of items. "Told you this place was a goldmine!"

    They had just parked in the lot when a message came in.
    She texted back @MALL SHOPPING.
    LUV2HELP.MEET @ FOOD COURT.
    Tomoko and Ami saw Rakki sitting. He came to his feet when he saw them. He kissed Tomoko. Ami extended her hand for a handshake- he kissed it.
    He sat back down.
    "Last minute shopping is the best. Salespeople will sell you anything just to get you to leave."
    "It's too loud for me." Ami added.
    Rakki slid a cup over to Ami. "I need to borrow Tomoko for a minute. I just ordered this tea. You are welcome to have it. I'll treat for lunch when we get back."
    "Gee, thanks."
    Ami reached for the tea as Rakki and Tomoko stood up and quickly left.

    Rakki and Tomoko headed to the women's clothing store.
    "What did you need me for?"
    "Trying on this." He handed her a bag. "It was going to be part of your gift, but I'd hate to get the size wrong."
    She looked in the bag and saw a very expensive, very thin black bra and panties set.

    Rakki stopped short of going into the dressing room when he saw the saleslady approach Tomoko. He pointed to his phone as she went behind the curtain.
    A minute later, he got a buzz.
    H :)
    He smiled, as he remembered her phone "butt-dialing" the letter H. He waired until the lady looked away, and walked over.
    She pulled it open.
    She had undressed, and changed into the lingerie and the blue top. He stepped in and closed the curtain. He saw a camouflaged jacket and put it on. She moved him over so his back blocked the curtain.
    "Do you want to do something, H?"
    "I thought you'd never ask." He dropped his pants and boxers to his ankles. He was definitely standing up.
    She knelt in front of him and took him in. The thrill of tasting Rakki, with a mere curtain blocking them, drive her to drive herself faster.
    He figured she would not do any more, in a public place, so he gave in. She took as much as she could, letting a couple of drops drip to her breasts.
    She was not done with him yet, however. She watched as he stiffened.
    "Take me. I'm yours."

    The room was a blur, a dynamo of discarded clothes, sweat, and animal instinct. He thrusted, she writhed. He bent her so she saw her own feet. She found new ways to contort herself. She stood up to grasp the front entrance of the dressing room.

    The curtain flew open. The sudden light from the curtain being drawn back made her gasp. The rush of air coaxed a bead of sweat to appear.
    The saleslady was now face to face with a naked Tomoko. Her breasts swung below her outstretched arms, with her hands clutching either side of the changing room. She froze as she felt the eyes of the saleslady run up and down her body, as if an invisible hand was tracing a line from her breasts, down her belly and between her legs.
    But rather than being embarrassed, she did the same, sizing up the woman who stood before her, head to toe. When she looked back up, she dared herself to say the thought that popped in her head.
    JOIN US!

    Whatever you're celebrating, have a joyous holiday season.
    Kotomifan
  • Tomoko Gets Lucky III: Over Easy
    Tomoko was sleepy. She reached for the vibrating phone, momentarily forgetting why she possessed it.
    NOW.
    The clock confirmed that she had slept in. The rose that Rakki had given her was on a nearby table, next to the phone he had also given her. She slipped her naked body out of bed. She took the black dress off of the end of the bed and tossed it in the hamper. She then remembered that her panties were in her purse from when she removed them at Oceans.
    She casually tossed the phone on the bed, enroute to the shower. As she finished putting on makeup, she heard a knock at the door.
    She yelled, "Just a minute," at the door and raced to put something on. She found a flimsy robe and panties. She descended the stairs slowly, so as not to appear out of breath.
    "This is a surprise," she muttered as he came in, holding a bouquet.
    "It shouldn't be. You replied to my text."
    "No I didn't."
    "It was just the letter H, but I thought it was shorthand for Hai." 
    He moved towards the kitchen. "We could go somewhere, or you could relax while I make Tamagoyaki. Got any eggs?"
    "Check the fridge."

    A few minutes later, Tomoko sat down to a breakfast of grilled egg, sliced cucumber, and tea. He had found orange juice and cheap champagne for mimosas.  It was pretty good, she thought to herself. And the company wasn't bad, either.
    He held up the uncut part of the cucumber. "You'll need a new one."
    "There's plenty left."
    "Maybe, but you don't just take a girl's cucumber without asking. She might get lonely at night."
    "Oh, Mr. Cucumber Man and I aren't that close." She took the vegetable from his hand and put it to her lips.
    "Of course, on occasion, I give him oral." She opened her mouth and took a couple of inches in. She made some exaggerated grunts and tongue rolls as Rakki laughed.
    She took the dishes and frypan to the sink. He joined her, just as she turned the water on. He started with just a hug, then made little kisses on her neck and ear. When she let out a giggle, he got more bold. The kisses became more intense, as he slid her robe up her thighs. 
    She turned to kiss him, as the hem cleared her belly button. He yanked her panties below her knees; she stepped out of them, then unbuckled his belt. She bent down and received him in her mouth easily, balancing herself with her hands on the sink as he drove forward.
    He stopped and let her tongue explore. He shifted, and began a slow steady pump into her waiting lips. He tried to hold it in, but failed spectacularly, giving her a pearl necklace for the ages.
    She smiled, satisfied. Then, she suddenly looked panicked.
    "Key!"
    She raced out of the room as Rakki zipped his pants. A stern looking man stepped into the room.
    Rakki stepped forward and bowed. "Mister Saeki. An honor to meet you, sir. I am Rakki."
    The gentleman return the bow, but eyed Rakki warily. "Where is my daughter?"
    "We were cleaning dishes after lunch and the pan splashed her. There's some eggs left if you like."
    Mr. Saeki raised his eyebrows. "They do smell good."
    "A favorite of my mother's. Tea?"
    Tomoko's father sat down at the table. Rakki put the teapot down by him. He bowed again.
    "I am in the presence of greatness. Ecophobia puts out some great games. The graphics. The intensity. Whoa!"
    "Why thank you. Are you also a student?"
    "I'm in sales. Automotive. But you must have the greatest job on earth."
    "Too much travel. But it can be fun."
    Tomoko reappeared in an oversized shirt and shorts. She greeted her father with a hug.
    "Father!" Tomoko exclaimed. "How was your trip?"
    "Far too long. I'll put my stuff away and have some eggs with you and your friend."
    Mr. Saeki moved towards his room.
    She whispered "Thank you," in Rakki's ear, amazed how easily they had resolved their sticky situation.
  • Tomoko Gets Lucky II: An Immodest Proposal
    "All my friends call me Rakki, lovely lady." 
    He went to kiss her hand. She pulled it away. "I...I was expecting somebody else..."
    "Toreda?" Rakki smiled. "Oh, he's long gone. Well, not technically. But that guy is so head over heels for Kotomi Takanashi, he may never come up for air."
    Tomoko sighed. Toreda the hero. Of course. She would not be the Lois Lane in his story.
    "So who are you?"
    "I'm a guy who spent hours trying to talk him into staying with you. I've known that dog since he was a pup. Guy never had a lick of sense. He has a girl like you and he's running after that little stick figure. Why drive a scooter around when you can have a Cadillac?"
    Or a Carrera, she thought. "Well, I..."
    He took her hand again. "Tomoko Saeki, you are a work of art. Beautiful face, gorgeous body. A man should be honored to be by your side."
    "Why thank you. I..."
    "And I would like to be that man. Starting right now. Meet me out front, exactly fifteen minutes from now. I'll be in my Bruce Wayne duds. You should wear a dress. Short, but not too short. A single color, black is great, accessorized if you choose. And heels."
    "Wait a minute. I...I..." From naked to ready to go out in 15 minutes? Impossible!

    Tomoko wasn't sure why she was all dressed up, where she was going, or even why she was going. She just...was.
    Rakki opened the passenger door of the Nissan. Once she was in, he slipped in the driver's seat and looked over. "I am a lucky man tonight!"
    "I feel thrown together."
    "Nonsense. You're Miss Fukoma! Reigning royalty. I am honored to have you here."
    He handed her a rose. She had no idea how it got there, but she took it.

    After they ordered, she saw him take a small box out of his pocket. 
    "In here is a rock, bound to a piece of metal. But if I bent my knee and handed it to you now, this place would go nuts."
    "Well, let's not do that."
    "Of course not. But the box and its contents are yours on one condition."
    He started writing on a napkin. When he stopped, he handed it to her. He had surprisingly good penmanship.
    "Go to the ladies room.
    Remove your panties.
    Or don't.
    But come back and tell me you did."
    "All I have to do is say that I did?"
    "I'll hand it over, either way. I don't need to look."
    "I'll be right back."

    "Okay. I'm back." She leaned over. "Without panties."
    "Deal's a deal."
    He handed her the box. It contained a small white pebble, on a loop of wire.
    "You bastard. This isn't a diamond ring!"
    "No, but these are."
    He handed her a cell phone with a set of diamond earrings, rubber banded to the front.
    "They're yours. And the cell is prepaid, made out to me. Nobody knows you have it, save you and me."
    "What do I do with it?"
    "You're a busy person. So am I. So if I want to see you, I'll text you the word NOW. You reply back with anything that's not NO and I will find you."
    She looked at the phone. A moment later, the word NOW appeared.
    "It already says NOW."
    "And here I am !" He smiled. "That was only supposed to be a test."
    He leaned over. "But I would be more than happy to take some sushi back to your place. Raid your daddy's wine collection. Some oysters, perhaps?"
    "Sure."
    "Let me go pay the man and we'll go."
  • Tomoko Gets Lucky I: The Swing Shift
    Tomoko was mad at herself. She had skipped school today because she had slept in. Her school did not let absent students compete. And her coach would probably not see a marathon sex session as a valid excuse. She regretted not going to the gymnastics meet, especially since Kotomi probably swept all the events in her absence. Oh, well...
    The place was quiet, like it always was when her father was away. She put the dishes away and walked up the stairs to her bedroom. She stripped naked and turned on the shower. She was about to enter it when she heard the door knock. She threw on a towel, and grabbed a baseball bat, and came back downstairs.
    "Who is it?"
    She looked through the peephole. A figure, clad in a black Batman suit, including a black mask, looked back.
    She laughed. That's what I get for telling a man I like cosplay, she thought. And he was Superman last night. Boy, was he ever!
    She let the masked man in.
    "I should be mad at you."
    The figure in the Batman suit ignored her. He seemed to be looking past her, as he walked to the staircase.
    She watched as he darted up the stairs. He snaked a cable between four posts of the staircase landing, leaving slack on either side, then came back down the stairs.
    "What are you doing?"
    He removed a large belt from his waist and fixed it to both ropes. He tested the center with his hand. When she came closer, he placed his hands under her shoulders and placed her in the sling. The ropes gave a little, but the posts held.
    She got the idea. She undid her towel, letting it drape on either side, so that she sat, naked, facing him. He knelt down and put her legs on both his shoulders. She held the ropes as he stood back up. He held her lower back in his hands, as his tongue made its way through her folds. She gasped and panted at the ceiling fan, grasping the ropes for dear life, as waves of passion caused her to grind herself into the caped crusader's face. After she tensed, and screamed to signify her orgasm, he lowered her back to the wall. He unlaced his pants, and grabbed her ass, sliding easily and deeply into her. She lay back, letting him swing her back and forth, driving them both to new heights.

    The masked man stopped, just before she was set to scream once more.
    "Stand up and face the wall."
    He sounded more raspy than last night, she thought. She stood up like he asked. He brought the swing behind her and motioned her to sit.
    "Feet up, and on the wall."
    Tomoko complied.
    Then, she felt something warm on her asshole.
    "What's that?"
    "I call it Bat-lube."
    "Wait, I...oh! Oh. Oh, my!"
    She felt a new presence, a slow invasion of her behind. She heard her lover gasp as he explored this new territory. She reached down to her clit and brought herself to a frenzy as he drove back and forth until he finished.
    She slid off the swing and turned towards him. He had removed his mask, and was trying to wipe his brow with his costume sleeve. She went to offer him the towel. It was then she saw that the man behind the mask was a person she had never seen before.
    "Wait a minute!" She snatched the towel back and scrambled to put it back on.
    "WHO ARE YOU?"
    • Robin I always felt like Kotomi's story could flow over into a Tomoko story :)

      And I'm glad I finally have enought time to start reading them again. Is there any order I should read them in or are they all readable seperately?
    • SimMan lol I know it was coming
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