It’s About More than Boobs - Chapter 1

#####Chapter 1 - Viable Alternatives#####

Issei laid in his bed, cock as hard as ever, surrounded by just a few members of the harem he was unaware he’d already acquired; the typical plight of the harem anime. Rias and Asia slept on either side of him. It was another night of the blue-balled life; tormented all day by insatiable vixens, different all of them, but each perfect in their own way.

Rias and Asia had their arms resting on Issei’s chest as they slept, confining him effectively to a prison cell of sexual frustration; he didn’t have the heart to wake them up. He’d have to -- silently -- escape from their clutches. As gently as he could, he pushed aside their arms and sat up slowly. Now what? he thought to himself. Issei paused to stare at Rias’ exposed breasts; >>oh, precious, beautiful sweater bazookas…<< he grinned rather dumbly and before moving on. Boobs were Issei’s favorite thing in the whole of the universe -- until recently, that is. He’d developed more specific tastes as of late. The last, daunting task was at hand -- climb past Rias.

He stepped slowly and gently over Rias, the memory foam helping to give his movements great subtlety. He was free! Now the fun could begin! >>Time for smelly-good fun!<<

Issei crept down to the foot of the bed and pulled back the covers. There sat Rias’ feet resting unassumingly on the soft bed. Feet were something he’d recently found himself drawn to. It was all too inconvenient to have so many women around all of the time, constantly lounging barefoot or in their kneesocks in his presence. Issei leaned in over Rias’ feet, her pale skin was only barely illuminated in the dim moonlight which crept through the window, and her feet were a bit ambiguous in the low light. He inhaled deeply as close as he dared to get without touching them. The aroma of Rias’ feet washed over Issei’s mind. It was a gentle, almost pungent aroma -- a combination of sweat and aging flats; Rias was a cleanly girl without a penchant for foot odor -- something Issei couldn’t say for Akeno.

Issei started tugging at his erection, continuing to drink up the smell of Rias’ feet. His cock pulsed when they curled gently in front of him, basically begging him to run his tongue all over them. He couldn’t help himself -- he reached out and gently grasped one of her feet, gently rubbing it as his cock flared up even more. They were warm and soft, and their scent continued to caress Issei’s nostrils.

Rias felt something tickling her toes and felt them scrunch up a bit involuntarily. She peered silently over the bunched up covers, seeing only Issei’s head moving up and down, accompanied by sounds of deep breathing and a quiet *fap fap fap* noise. She suddenly felt what could only have been Issei’s tongue as it pressed slowly in between her toes. Her toes curled in response to the wet sensation; she heard the patting increase in speed. Issei seemed to like seeing her soles scrunch.

Rias smirked to herself and began scrunching her feet every so often, enjoying the response she got out of Issei. Every time Issei didn’t wake her by doing something new, he got a bit bolder. At first he had only inhaled her aroma, but now Rias could feel that her feet were coated with his saliva. Rias chuckled to herself, but felt a strange pang in her loins; the feeling of Issei paying her feet -- this sort of attention -- made her pussy quiver.

Issei got bolder still, driven by lust into the all-or-nothing position of rubbing his engorged dick across Rias’ now slick soles. Rias could feel her pussy pulse at what she knew for certain was his member probing around her toes and the balls of her feet. >>What else is he going to do?<< she thought. She hoped it would be more. Ever since Akeno started encroaching on Issei, whom Rias considered to be solely her own, she’d been clamoring for more attention from Issei. Though this isn’t what she expected, she was more than happy to have it.

She almost gasped audibly due to her own arousal when she felt hot strings of cum pour over her soles and toes. The cum dripped tantalizingly down into the crevices of her toes, and she could feel it as it made its way onto the bed, pooling against her skin. Issei quickly grabbed a shirt from his hamper and gently wiped down Rias’ feet. She was mildly disappointed to have his cum stolen from her, but she was interested to see if Issei would make his way back into the bed as if nothing happened, or if he would continue with something else…

He didn’t disappoint her, though his attention was directed elsewhere. Innocent Asia had the covers pulled slowly off of her, leaving her milky skin exposed. Rias watched in the dim light as Issei moved around Asia, giving her feet a once over before moving on from them quickly.

Issei crawled up close to Asia’s small, firm ass. Her modest cheeks were covered by a pair of plain, white panties. Goosebumps began to form on her rump as it was exposed to the cool air. Issei put his nose as close as he dared to where he believed Asia’s asshole to be under her linens, and breathed in deeply, gathering any scent he could find. It was faint, but Issei could make out the musky odor of Asia’s asshole.

Rias watched Issei’s hair bob around as he scoured for more and more of Asia’s scent. >>He really is a pervert!<< she thought with a guilty smile; she wished he’d have given her ass a whiff. Rias imagined Issei attempting to do the same to her, and thought about how she would flex her asshole to give him an extra treat. Asia’s eyes shot open -- Issei had apparently made contact, poking the tip of his nose against her most private areas. Rias acted swiftly, bringing a finger to her lips indicating that Asia should stay silent. Asia nodded to Rias in acknowledgement.

Issei froze, worried that his cover had been blown. He’d gotten greedy and pressed his nose up into her crack, delving deep for the scent of Asia’s hole. After a few moments of complete immobilization, he thought he’d press his luck again; he’d already come this far, and he could feel that his hard cock was ready for another orgasm sometime soon. He pressed his face back into Asia’s rear again, this time without much worry -- >>I’m on a roll!<< he thought. Smell wasn’t enough anymore, though; like Rias’ feet, he needed more.

Asia kept her eyes locked with Rias, unsure of what she should do. She was on the verge of shaking. Rias gave her with a comforting look, one signifying that everything was going to be fine. It wasn’t that Asia disliked this -- no; she was enjoying it. She just wasn’t sure, [a]. if she should enjoy it, and [b]. what to think of Issei being the one to do all of this to her -- after all, she loved Issei, and she really wanted and enjoyed his attention. Her eyes widened and her face deepened its already red hue. Rias gently clutched Asia’s small and dainty hand as Asia became visibly more unsettled.

Asia clenched, her eyes closing firmly as she experienced an unknown and intense sensation. She wasn’t as cognizant of sex as some of the other girls, but she had an idea of what was happening. She felt her panties being drawn aside, followed by what could only be Issei’s tongue as it pressed firmly against her anus. She felt her asshole tense briefly before relaxing again as she regained semblance of composure. Issei’s tongue didn’t waver, and Asia could feel it gently slide around her sensitive hole in its own juices.

Rias wasn’t mistaken in her intuitions; she could tell just by looking into Asia’s eyes what was going on. It made her even hornier, craving the same attention from Issei. She imagined what it could be like to have his tongue gently caressing her puckered hole; she bit her bottom lip. Rias wasn’t the only one aroused, either. Asia’s face moved from a sexual panic to an obvious, but naive, arousal, unsure as to how to comprehend all of the new sensations.

Issei couldn’t believe this was happening; he loved tongueing up, down, and around Asia’s puckered hole, getting as close as he could to her musky, textured anus -- though he was sadly unable to make out its appearance in the dark room. He lamented that. He felt his orgasm fast approaching, and he treated his cock accordingly. It wasn’t long before he came, cupping the smaller second orgasm in his hand to contain the mess. His tongue withdrew from Asia’s crack and he replaced her panties and pulled the covers back over her body.

He wiped his hand off on a sock, tossing it back into the hamper, and then quickly crawled back into the bed. Issei was none-the-wiser, but Asia and Rias barely got a wink of sleep for the rest of the night.