Goodnight Mio (Patreon)

Story time! Hope y'all enjoy, let me know what you think/if I should do more like this. I just finished rewatching K-on! for the first time with Japanese subtitles, and I found I liked Mio a whole lot more this time around. I wonder how much of it is in not reading a translation and how much of it is just me getting old and having different tastes since I last watched this 5 years ago. Still one of the best anime ever made, if you haven't watched K-on! yet you should absolutely get on that.

I have pictures in the story, and kept it to 1 per set, but there are at least 4 per scenario with a couple of exceptions, which you can find at the top as usual :)

Yo. The name's Mason. You could say I'm a bit of a big shot back in the States. I would sell you a bridge about being some "big-time music producer" like I did to tonight's up-and-coming slut, but... Well, the truth is I inherited a bunch of money when my old man died and decided to play around in Japan.

I'll spare you the details, but I've laid with women well into the hundreds and have grown pretty bored of the kind of sluts that live in America. With that much experience the girls really start to blend together, but I get the feeling I'll be remembering... What was her name? Mia? Wait... No, no, it's Mio! That's right. Well, I probably won't remember her name for very long, but I doubt that body will ever leave me.

Anyway, this Mio chick was a fun one to get with. I first saw her while I was walking around, looking for that night's meat. She was with a couple other girls, still in her uniform, walking into a bar. The others were decent enough, but these eyes can tell when they see a spectacular body, even when they are hiding under winter's layers. I knew I had to have her, so I entered the bar a few minutes later and checked the scene.

To my surprise, the bar was less of a drinking establishment and more of a simple music venue. I was hoping I'd be able to get her a drink, but this wasn't the kind of place to let me get anything for a girl under 20. That's fine, though. The thing about Japanese chicks is that they don't get to see many Black guys, and when they do they are those gross weeaboos who don't know how to cultivate their BO into a proper musk. Just entering a room is usually enough to get the ladies watching, and a few almost always want to get my number to "practice their English". My Japanese is pretty rough, so it's nice to see how accommodating all the girls of this country are.

Today was no exception. It seems there was some amateur live show going on, and a bunch of the performers were girls. Not too bad looking either. I sat at the small bar, the stool absolutely not designed for a man of my stature and serving to make me look like even more of the giant that I already was. I order a shot of whiskey and look out to the wider room. Mio's group was nowhere to be found. I'd learn, later (while we were cuddling), that they were backstage getting ready for the show. Luckily there were plenty of other bands willing to flirt with me to keep my glued to my seat.

I probably got about 14 new phone numbers that night, though only 2 of the girls were sexy enough to be worth entering into my contacts list. While wrapping up my talk with one of the other bands the lights dimmed, and I got to thoroughly enjoy the performance of the band called Ho-Kago Tea Time. No clue what that is supposed to mean, but they looked pretty good under the stage lights. Adorably small compared to their instruments, but that's just how Japanese girls are.

I could tell most of the guys in the crowd were staring at Mio, and I could hardly blame them. I was too. She practically sparkled under the stage lights. There was a certain level of discomfort towards crowds that was obvious, but a confidence in her own skills that made her the perfect mix of maidenly and able. She spent most of the show focused on her Bass, but there was a moment where her eyes laid upon mine, and a small blush graced her cheeks. This might be easier than I expected.

Their songs were fine. Not my kind of thing though. Maybe I could fuck some better lyrics into her.

A few bands played after HTT, and it is during this time I made my move. The girls joined the crowd soon after their set. Luckily, Mio split off from her friends to use the restroom. Now was my chance. I waited outside the bathroom for some time, and when she finally left I simply stood in front of her.

Her eyes were level with my chest, partially covered by my sweatshirt and unzipped jacket. Before she even had a chance to process what was happening her eyes began to widen and dilate. Standing before her was a Man. More masculine than she had ever seen before. I didn't have to say a damn thing. Her eyes shot up to see my face, looking down at her with a smirk. In just a few seconds she had blood rushing to her cheeks, and as her eyes raced to look to the ground they glanced over a bulge that had been forming just for her. She looked at the floor, then back to the bulge, then back to the floor, then to the bulge, before finally squeezing them shut and pushing past me, spouting an apology before anything even happened.

I grab her arm and tell her to wait. Her back stiffened and her stride immediately stopped. Perhaps she wondered just how this stranger would devour her. Perhaps she wondered just how this stranger would ravage her. Instead, I introduced myself. Big record label producer, company she hadn't heard of but they are big in America. Of course, I thought her show was amazing, and she had some amazing talent. I absolutely loved their show (lol), but it was clear one girl was better than the others. She got a little mad at that last part, a bit of a pout forming, but not enough to write me off. I gave her my number, told her to call me to meet whenever she is ready to leave tonight if she wants to see just how far her career could go, and with a final smirk I left.

Now I wait. I strode back to my hotel, and I didn't even make it a street down before my phone began to ring. I smiled as I answered, already she was desperate to learn what I could teach her. I wasn't going to wait long for my prize. She looked good, but I had other chicks desperate to bounce on me. So I made my intentions plain and simple. I told her to grab some condoms on her way to my hotel room, and to that she hung up.

A part of me wondered if that was too much, but... Well, let's just say that she made haste in getting a box for us~ Within the hour I heard a knock on my door, and fully nude, I presented myself.

The dumbass just stood in the doorway while I bared myself to her. It was obvious she had no idea what to say, what to think, if she even still had neurons firing for anything other than some base desire to have me take her. It was obvious that she was wanting it though, and as she stared down at my foot of meat I took a wide step towards her, letting it bounce and land upon her stomach. She knew it would be inside of her soon. A life without knowing she had this kind of desire in her, that she would throw away her virginity for a man she had never met just because her womb demanded it of her. And for it she was completely stunned. I placed a hand on her back and pulled her toward me, never leaving her with enough time to process what was happening now that she had landed in my love nest. The door clicked behind her, and her fate was sealed. The girl felt so, so small compared to me, entirely at my mercy, too weak to stand up to my massive hands, my muscles and fat and presence... My humanity. Infinitely larger than her own. She was dazzled. She was terrified. She was so, so wet.

Her knees, already weakened by the sight of her first man, collapsed entirely as I told her she was a good girl for getting the condoms. She simply fell. Of course, that put her face-to-face with my cock, and of course that made her salivate. I made sure not to shower for this, and this fact was immediately clear. Some girls hate it, but it was obvious in an instant that Mio was not one of them. She felt my cock on her cheek, smelt it in all of its masculine glory, reeking of semen and the dried juices of my previous conquests, and she was entirely enamored.

It was clear that every time she was overwhelmed she'd freeze up, and I knew if anything were to get done I'd have to be the man and make it happen. So, to her sadness I knelt down beside her, ridding her of her time taking in her new favorite thing in the world and instead picked her up and carried her as a princess towards the couch. For a moment she really did feel like a princess. I could feel her heart through her neck, just about ready to explode. She had barely said a word up-to this point, but it was here she managed to sputter out "I-I can't do this!" The girl really had no idea how to handle her feelings, huh? I told her I'd show her just what she needs to do, and it was clear that by now she had entirely forgotten about me being a producer. I suppose that makes things easier for me, she was more than desperate for cock by this point. Of course, she'd have to work for it.

Her first task was simple. I had chosen her for a reason, and that was those clearly abundantly soft breasts that she had hidden under her uniform. All she had to do is squeeze them together while I had my fun between them. Luckily, the little pervert knew exactly what a titjob was, even if it was clear she had never done one before. Perverted girls without experience really are convenient, aren't they? Always eager to try, even if their flushed faces make it obvious how embarrassed they are, and you don't even really have to tell them how to do it. It's not like its all that hard to use those udders she was born with anyway~

And what holy pillows those breasts are. I figured they would be soft, but lord, they were so much more than I could have imagined. Japanese girls really are something else. Firm enough to have figure, but they seriously melt around your cock. I doubt many of you will ever know that feeling, but trust me. It really is a privilege to have a bashful slut eager to please with a body born to do nothing but seduce men and bear their children.

It wouldn't take long for me to cum, and that's saying something. Her tits were better than the average girl's cunt, and that made me realize quite suddenly exactly what I needed from her.

My dick, just as big as it was before, was ready for the main course. Blowjobs be damned. I needed to taste her cunt, now. And I told Mio as much too, I told her it's time to please her back. She laid down upon the couch, and it was then that I remembered the condom. I suppose I'll be nice and let the girl not grow up a single mother, as payment for the wonderful titjob from before if nothing else. I slipped the condom on, and for the first time she really understood the depth of her depravity and the lack of depth she was now suddenly worried she may have. It's not like she's had anything more than a finger inside her before, so what will happen when...

While her mind was scrambling itself, I figured I'd help her out a bit and scramble it further~ I'm in!

And wow. This has got to be the tightest cunt I've had the pleasure of making mine. Top 10 at least. Okay, maybe top 20, but what makes it so special is the way it pulls me in. Seriously, it's like a suction cup, the muscles contracting in such a way that it feels like it's literally pulling me in towards her womb. A womb that, much to the surprise of any Japanese lovers she eventually has who will never reach so deep inside her, suckles on the tip as if trying to coax my cock past her body's limits. With the condom on, it felt like she was trying to take it off from inside. Seriously, if it wasn't for the fact she was a virgin I'd be convinced she was a professional, it's obscene that a body could do any of this naturally.

Of course, her moans are far, far better than her music. The natural appeal of a vocalist is hard to ignore, and even if subconsciously, her moans were a song more meaningful than she could ever make herself. I was intending on taking this slow at first, but fuck. I can't stop myself. I have to destroy her pussy. I have to make it mine. And in her eyes I could tell she wanted the same.

I picked up the pace, and within a minute she was cumming her brains off on my cock. If we weren't in the doggy position, she'd absolutely be locked around me. For her part I was starting to feel it too, and after a few more minutes of orgasms making her somehow even tighter, I was forced to give up and let loose.

The condom ballooned to a size larger than I could have ever really assumed I could make as her pussy did everything it could to steal it off my cock and eat up the cum held inside. I had to literally pull my cock out of her convulsing cunt, and with a slap I tossed the condom on her face.

For a moment my cock began to loose the battle of excitement, but one look at her disheveled face reminded it of the exact reason we were here, and in a flash I began to grow back to my full length. Now that she knows exactly what I'll do for her, it's time for her to bear her entire, shy body to me.

I told that broken mind to strip for me, and as difficult as it was for her to get enough bearings to stand, she finally managed to after a few minutes. I didn't mind, seeing a cute girl like her struggle with basic things after experiencing my manhood is one of the many pleasures of life I enjoy so very much.

When she finished, she gave me a little spin, covering herself the whole time. That mix of embarrassment and desire to please me is so unbelievably adorable~ And plenty exhilarating to keep me ready for the coming cumming. I put on a condom and once more placed my cock at her entrance, but as she looked at it I could see gears turning in her head. She looked back to the filled condom, expanded wider from my cum than her womb could ever reasonably hold, and through heavy breaths she told me that she wanted to feel more. I asked her what she meant, smiling, knowing just how desperately she needed me, and wordlessly she removed the only barrier between us fusing as one being, a snowbunny and her stud.

If she was going to be so desperate though, it would be up to her to take the initiative. I was getting tired, you know. And so I made her put it in herself, and for the opportunity it was clear she felt a gratefulness bordering on worship, as if I had saved her very soul by giving her the chance to take my cock at her leisure.

And so she slooooooowly slid me in, neurons dying with every centimeter of lining that fell to my vessel. Until she finally reached the bottom, and awoke to a fervor neither of us knew she was capable of having. Not that either of us minded~

What followed was the pounding of an animal, desperately impaling herself onto my cock with passion I had never seen before. Who could have known a girl like her would be such a passionate lover? It is as if she entirely forgot all the reasons why she had ever been shy at all, once she was one with me, bear and able to be impregnated, she finally had the ability to feel full, body and soul.

When the time came, I warned her I was getting close. She had already squirted a dozen times, and I wanted to have the kindness to give her the chance of not having a baby before her chance at a career, but she didn't care. At that moment, her womb needed a baby. My baby. And I was more than happy to give her all the ingredients she needed.

My ejaculate spewed forth at unmatched speeds and unquantifiable volume straight into her eager womb. She babbled incoherently as her pussy was filled to the brim, spatters of cum forced out from the pressure past out point of joining and onto my crotch. For the first time of the night, she looked truly, entirely happy.

Exhausted, she collapsed onto my chest. She slowly traced circles on my chest with her finger, clearly satisfied and suddenly able to express just how happy she was thanks to all the pleasure chemicals in her brain overriding her apprehension and anxiety and replacing it with pure satisfaction. I, however, could hardly call myself satisfied. I was eager to fill her once more. This time at my pace. I flipped her onto her back and stood, my reinflating cock still buried inside of her, and got to work.

The next several hours were spent mating without reserve. To think the breeding instincts of a girl can be so strong that she'd see a black man and immediately submit to him so entirely... Well, I suppose it's a natural reaction. Women are such strange creatures, right? I doubt any man could possibly relate to that attraction.

Slowly her love for music was replaced by a love for cock. Her love for her friends replaced by a love for her master. Her love for her country replaced by a love for those who embody everything that it's not. I will forever be her first lover, forever her best, the father of her future fatherless children who she'll say was the greatest man she ever met in front of whatever guy she convinces to step up for me while I have my fun with the next girl once this one is worn and useless.

I kiss her deeply, sealing her obsession with me for years to come. My genes are a part of hers now, and though I may forget about her eventually, she will never forget just how enamored she was with me. No matter what any pathetic little pale-skinned boy finds her and tries to rebuild the cute, shy girl she was before, I will always be in the back of her mind, pounding away at her sanity, looking for a replacement that will never measure up to her first time with me.

My finest conquest yet, the womb of the girl named Akiyama Mio. The future mother of my child. One of many. She'll make for a good one~

When I'm finally spent and bored of finding ways deeper into that succubus cunt, I tell her to smile. It's time to take a souvenir. I quickly snap one, which she is unsurprisingly entirely embarrassed by, which I send to her as proof of our love, before finally lying down beside her, ready to end a wonderful evening with a girl I couldn't care less about the future of...

But that restless succubus begged. Just one more time! Please! And with a service befitting her future as a mother she coaxed my child bearer into one more round of excitement.

Her passionate embrace was almost funny, thinking about how desperately she wanted to be with this man she just met. It's sort of pathetic, really, but it's just the way women are wired. They want so desperately for the man of their dreams to love them back, but no man would settle for just one girl. For tonight, though, I will be so kind as to give her the illusion of love before I find my next lay. As thanks for milking me dry for the night all on her own, I'll give her the love that will leave her satisfied and ruin her for years to come.

Goodnight Mio, may you find me again in your happiest dreams~