I Joined the Cooking Club and Ended Up with Tons of Sex Friends - 35

Chapter 35: Getting the Okinawa Sisters Pregnant at a Fancy Hotel

For some reason, Kouzou-san tagged along when we went to check out Suzune-chan’s apartment.

Suzune-chan had this look of pure disgust on her face like I’d never seen before, and she wasn’t even trying to hide the whole “get lost already” vibe.

“Your dad’s the one who recommended this place, huh. I figured it was a good chance to come see it. After all, me and your dad were the ones involved in designing this building.”

Oh, really?

We took the elevator up to the eleventh floor. The key made it auto-go up, and Kouzou-san chuckled like it was funny.

“I’m the one who came up with that and got the elevator company to actually build it in. Pretty cool, right? Downside is it takes forever to copy the keys since they’re custom.”

Then we got to the eleventh floor. Kouzou-san said he wanted to check out every room and went off on his own.

I headed to the room I’d be sharing with Suzune-chan.

“So cuuuute♡♡♡ It’s huuuuge!!!♡♡♡ We’re gonna live here together, right!?♡♡♡ I wanna move in starting today!!!”

“High school’s pretty far from here though, isn’t it? Probably after you graduate. Oh, but you can come anytime on weekends. I’m planning to live here too.”

“Mmm♡♡♡ Yeah♡♡♡ I’ll do that♡♡♡ But ummm♡♡♡”

Suzune-chan hugged me tight and whispered right in my ear.

“If I get pregnant with a baby♡♡♡ we’ll be separate, right♡♡♡? When that happens♡♡♡ please let me live with you♡♡♡ I’ll drop out of school♡♡♡♡♡”

She’s way too casual about dropping out, but while we were being all lovey-dovey and looking around the room, Kouzou-san came in.

The second he did—

“Tch!!!”

Super obvious tongue click.

Whoa, isn’t Suzune-chan suddenly going full rebellious teenager mode? Or maybe this is how she always is at home?

“Heh heh heh. So once you’ve got a guy to protect you, I’m useless, huh. That’s fine, Suzune. From now on, the one who’s gonna lead you is Ayame-kun right here. Make sure you cling to him tight and never let go.”

“…Then please leave. The rest of the tour, me and Ayame-san are gonna take our time, just us two.”

“Unfortunately that’s not gonna happen. I’m putting a helper in. I can’t allow just the two of you living together. I can’t let Ayame-kun get embarrassed like that. Having help around has always been normal for you, Suzune. Of course we’ll cover the dispatch and all the costs.”

“No thanks. I refuse. Even if we’re not perfect, supporting each other is what a married couple does. We don’t need any helper.”

“What if you burn the place down? I taught you culture, but I never taught you how to live. Anyway, arguing here’s just gonna worry Ayame-kun. Let’s go home and talk.”

“No. I’m gonna be Ayame-san’s wife. Being your doll is over.”

“…I see. But unfortunately you’re still a minor. You have to listen until you’re 18. Honestly that attitude’s not bad at all. You really are my daughter. Reminds me of the day you bit back at your old man. Ayame-kun, get Suzune moved in quick. Plan on that.”

And with that, the two of them left while still arguing.

Three weeks until the school festival.

“The health office people are coming ahead of time to point out any issues. Since they’re taking time out of their busy schedules to stop by, make sure everyone thanks them properly, okay? They’ll come on the actual day too. So set everything up exactly like it’ll be on the day.”

I was the only guy who actually showed up, so I ended up actively carrying stuff… moving burners, pots, all that.

“We used to make the pickup idiots do the heavy lifting, but they were so sloppy. Aneki-kun, you’re seriously a lifesaver.”

The president smiled brightly while praising me.

Griddles for yakisoba and jaga butter. Wire mesh for charcoal-grilling yakitori, ikayaki, frankfurts. Big pots for frying karaage and french fries. Huge pot for tonjiru.

“We’ve got two griddles just for yakisoba?”

“Yakisoba sells like crazy. Tonjiru’s fine once you carry it over, but yakisoba’s basically nonstop cooking the whole time.”

Something suddenly occurred to me.

“Since we’re a cooking circle, shouldn’t we do something to show off our skills or—”

The president cut me off.

“It’s all super basic menu items, but they’re just plain delicious. School festival prices so it’s dirt cheap. People are used to this kind of food so it’s easy to eat. I think that’s exactly what a cooking circle should aim for. I’m sure past senpais thought about rare dishes or insta-worthy stuff too. But it always ends up like this. Sales probably played a part, but I think competing with these classic, everyday menus is totally fine. Plus we save the creative stuff for desserts anyway.”

Desserts.

“You’re making those, president?”

She’s really good at dessert.

“Yup. Not just creative—we’re going for friendly, approachable flavors too.”

Three-day weekend. I decided to head to Okinawa to say hi.

To the sisters… and, uh, get permission to get them pregnant? That’s kinda how the conversation went. Originally it was just supposed to be a normal visit to see them.

“Nī-nīiiii♡♡♡♡♡”

“Real-life Nī-nīiiii♡♡♡♡♡”

Mika-chan and Yuka-chan were waiting at the airport and jumped on me hugging.

“I rented a car so let’s go together, okay?”

‘Yaaay♡♡♡’

First stop: greet the sisters’ grandma.

I drove while the sisters guided me to their house.

It was more like a scattered settlement with big houses here and there.

The two ran inside one of them.

“Obā!”

“We’re here〜!”

“Excuse me. I’m Ayame Aneki.”

I bowed and stepped inside.

“Naichi kara, yū mensōre〜 (Welcome from the mainland!)”

Uh. This wasn’t just a little accent like the sisters—this was completely unintelligible.

While I stood there confused,

“It’s like ‘welcome from the mainland!’ or whatever〜”

Mika-chan translated for me.

“Thank you so much. Um, these are souvenirs.”

Since it was for greeting grandma, I brought every kind of souvenir I could think of.

Mostly traditional Japanese sweets as Tokyo souvenirs, plus some fancy ones you can’t get in Okinawa.

“Hassa, minnara n, jōtō mun bakka ya (Wow, all these fancy expensive-looking sweets I’ve never seen before).”

Grandma looked at the snacks and laughed like it was amusing.

“Aneki.”

She called me by last name.

“Yes?”

“Yā, kunu fītunu nufāguwā yarō? (You’re this guy’s grandson, right?)”

I had no idea what she was saying.

But she pointed at a photo.

“Grandpa.”

A photo I’d never seen. He was wearing an aloha shirt or something.

Really old photo.

“You knew each other?”

“Inchī nē, uturushamun ya nā (Fate sure is a scary thing).”

Still no clue what she was saying.

“What? Obā, you knew him?”

Grandma laughed cheerfully.

“Yā tā, kunu inagungwā to, kkwachukui. Muru muchikasarukutū, wā ga yaibīsā (You two, make a baby with this man. I’ll take care of all the annoying stuff).”

I didn’t understand a single word from start to finish, but

‘Waaaaah!!!!!!’

The sisters hugged each other and cheered like crazy.

“Translate please.”

“Pregnancy approved.”

“Obā says she’ll take responsibility.”

The conversation with grandma ended pretty quick. I still had no idea what anyone was saying. All I got was that Grandpa took a picture with her back in the day.

“Wait… was she Grandpa’s mistress or something???”

Kinda possible and kinda terrifying. Old people back then, y’know.

“We’re staying over tonight〜♡♡♡”

“No more condoms〜♡♡♡ Get us pregnanttttt♡♡♡♡♡”

Staying over with the three of us was already the plan.

Top floor of a luxury hotel in Okinawa.

Like usual, we went shopping with the two of them, bought them whatever they wanted, and then

“Nī-nīiiii♡♡♡ Gimme Nī-nī’s baby please〜♡♡♡ (Give me big brother’s baby)♡♡♡”

“Nī-nī nuuu♡♡♡ Baby♡♡♡ would be the best souvenir ever〜♡♡♡”

They changed into swimsuits and clung to me.

When they whispered super heavily accented stuff right in my ear—begging me to get them pregnant, make babies with them—there was no way I could hold back.

“Yeah. I’m gonna get both of you pregnant. I’m gonna mess your lives up for real. But I’ve got an apartment in Tokyo ready for you. You can come anytime.”

“Wattā♡♡♡ Inagu chōrē ya♡♡♡ Nī-nī nu♡♡♡ mun yaibīn♡♡♡ (We sisters belong to big brother♡♡♡♡♡)”

“Nī-nī♡♡♡ Chā majun♡♡♡ yasā♡♡♡ (Big brother, we’re together forever〜♡♡♡)”

The two knelt in front of me and kissed my dick.

“Tanimagiii♡♡♡”

“Funyuuuu♡♡♡♡♡”

While licking my dick, they started playing with their own tits and pussies.

【Gushoooo!!!! Gujojojojo!!!!】

Loud wet sounds echoed—they were already soaked enough I could probably slide right in.

“You two, these next two days I’m gonna pump you full until you’re completely empty inside. I’m seriously getting you pregnant.”

“Nī-nīiiii♡♡♡♡”

“Kanasandō♡♡♡ (I love you〜)”

They spread their legs wide toward me, pulled off their swimsuits.

Shiny wet pussies. They showed them off to me and

‘Get us pregnant♡♡♡’ the sisters said in perfect unison.

“Oooooooooooooohhhhhhh!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡ Feels so goooooood!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡ Ogghhh!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡ Hiraguuu!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡”

“Ahhh. Mika-chan. I’m cumming deep inside. You’re so fucking wet you’re definitely getting knocked up. Knocking up a high schooler is so bad!”

“Feels so goooood!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡ Babyyyy!!!! (Baby)♡♡♡♡♡ Oooooooooooooohhhhhhh!!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡ Guhhh!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Guuuuu!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡♡”

Mika-chan screamed, and right then

【DOKUHHHHHH!!!! DOKUHHHHHH!!!!】

I shot cum straight into Mika-chan’s womb.

It felt like she was milking me dry—so fucking good.

I went a little limp, but Yuka-chan—the younger sister—kissed me like she was begging for it.

“You’re still in middle school and you’re gonna be a mom, Yuka-chan. That’s crazy.”

“Nī-nī♡♡♡♡ Nī-nī nuuu♡♡♡ Baby♡♡♡ no matter what happens♡♡♡ I’m having it〜♡♡♡”

A cute middle school girl. And she was about to get pregnant. That forbidden feeling kept me rock hard, so I slid right in.

“Oooooooooooooohhhhhhh!!!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡ Feels so goooooood!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡”

“Ahhh. Yuka-chan’s so tight. I’ll stretch you out nice so it’s easy to have the baby.”

I ground my dick in deep, moving it around.

“Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡ Oooooooooooooohhhhhhh!!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡♡”

Yuka-chan screamed like an animal—couldn’t even form words anymore.

“Ahhh yeah. Deep inside. Yuka-chan. You’re gonna be a mom even though you’re in middle school—ah, cumming!”

“Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡ Oooooooooohhhhhhh!!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡♡♡”

Yuka-chan’s body jerked wildly.

While she was squirting and cumming hard, I just

【DOKUHHHHHH!!!! DOKUHHHHHH!!!!】

Came inside her.

“Eheheeee♡♡♡♡♡”

“Take it all〜♡♡♡♡♡”

The two of them were covered in marker scribbles all over their bodies.

‘Got pregnant♡’
‘Gonna have a baby♡’
‘Yarichin’s cumdump♡’
‘Sex friend #4 and #5♡’
‘No need to claim—pregnant cumdump♡’
‘Even if I’m pregnant, keep cumming inside’
‘Use my mouth too♡’
‘Ass is available too♡’

They posed with peace signs, smiling while I took pics.

“Think the baby’s in there yet〜♡♡♡”

“Cum inside again tomorrow tooooo〜♡♡♡”

They had vibes stuck in their pussies to keep the cum from leaking out.

“Yeah. I’m sure you’ll be ready again by tomorrow. Seeing you two all sexy like this, I’m gonna wanna cum anytime.”

“Eheheeee♡♡♡”

“Nī-nīiiii♡♡♡♡♡”

I fell asleep cuddling the two sweet girls.