Dinner Date

'Just hurry up and do something!' The message pinged.

Yoruichi ginned and walked back into the shower.

"What's up this time?" Gojo asked.

She got back onto her knees and gave him her scroll.

"My female friend said she wanted some more 'proof'. You don't mind, do you?" Yoruichi asked.

"Giving a woman some masturbation material? When would I not?" Gojo replied.

He initiated a video call with the only contact in her list. It was quite sad to be honest, but that's what happens when your family are hermits.

To his surprise, the name read, 'Yang'. Who knew it was such a small world? Summer's daughter would be watching and masturbating to his cock, the same way her mother did.

Yang accepted the video call. She didn't show her face, instead, the camera was facing her abdomen, where her fingers were playing with her pussy, covered by a thin layer of yellow pubic hair.

"Well, what would you like to happen to my beautiful Yoruichi first?" Gojo asked while grinning.

"Choke her with your cock!" Yang demanded.

Without delay, Yoruichi smiled and opened her mouth. She stretched her mouth to the limit trying to engulf his dick in her mouth.

"Uk...uk...ak." The sounds of Yoruichi's throat being violated filled the shower. The sounds of Yang touching herself filled the room on the other side of the call.

Yoruichi began touching herself while having her jaws stretched. It was impossible to distinguish the shower's water from Yoruichi's pussy juice.

"Mnnnn...Mnnnn... Hurry up! Make him cum!" The voice on the other side of the call demanded.

Instead of replying, Gojo grabbed Yoruichi's skull and began using it as a fleshlight. Her head bobbed up and down as her saliva dripped from his balls to his thighs.

Soon, she eventually made him cum. The semen filled her mouth like a flood and tears became visible on the edges of her eyes.

Yang also came by using her fingers, her squirts covered the tiles.

Yoruichi swallowed and took the scroll back.

"You like the show?" She smiled.

"Is he coming to Beacon?" Yang asked.

"Yep, I am. Ghislaine said it'd be fine a while ago." Gojo spoke as his erect cock re-entered the camera's visuals.

"I'll be looking forward to watching while in person." Yang spoke. She pressed the button to disconnect, but because of lag it took a second. In that second, she heard something that made her want to continue her masturbation.

"Why watch when you can join?" Gojo laughed.

Of course, Yoruichi left the shower, Gojo following soon afterwards.

Yang immediately filled Yoruichi's inbox with messages. All of them saying almost the same thing.

'Is he for real? Can I join?' Obviously, Yoruichi said yes.

The sex they'd have when the time came would be completely absent of love. But it never takes much to garner love when you're putting her through heaven every night.

Regardless, Gojo spent the next 30mins or so getting ready for their date. He donned a fashionable dark blue two-piece suit.

Summer on the other hand, wore a black dress with red highlights, complimenting her hair.

"You look beautiful." He commented.

"You're quite handsome yourself." She responded, blushing a bit. It seems that no matter what, she was too innocent to not blush at everything.

"Well, may I take your hand?" Gojo asked, extended his arm.

"Of course." She beamed a smile and held onto his hand.

As soon as she held his hand, he pulled her closer into a hug, their mouths just millimeters away from touching, Gojo then teleported them to a fancy restaurant.

He told Ghislaine he didn't have a plan, not that he didn't have a starting point to improvise.

The two of them entered the restaurant. With their fancy wear, they fit right in.

They were ushered to a seat overseeing the bustling streets of Vale.

No matter how beautiful the other women in this restaurant were, on a date, your eyes must stay glued to the woman in front of you. Gojo was able to pry his eyes off of random women to remain on the bombshell in front of him.

It was surprising how sexy such an innocent flower could look.

The more he gazed at her beauty, the more he wanted to kill her husband for trying to kill her.

"I have to ask, how did you, Ghislaine, Yoruichi and Rumi start... doing all that stuff. I couldn't imagine doing that with my girls." Summer asked.

"I lost my memories not too long before you came along." Gojo explained. "Beforehand, we were a distant family, we didn't have too much in common and out personalities clashed. Apparently, I was a complete stick-in-the-mud, not peeping on my beautiful sisters or mother at all. However, all I woke up to were lonely women who needed someone in their lives. So, I became that someone."

"That was a far more wholesome story than I was expecting." She smiled.

"Well, it's far better than yours will be... I kidnapped you from your grimm friends, only to use Stockholm Syndrome to make you my woman. Even among all my other wives, you had it the worst but were attached to me the most. Oh! How terrible I am!" Gojo overdramatized everything he said. Summer giggled a little at the story.

"Now that you've said it, you have to make it the truth! You have to do everything in your power to make me the most attached out of all your women!" She laughed. Her smile beamed like the sun.

"That'll be difficult considering you're going up against Ghislaine and Rumi. Well, I'll do my best." Gojo spoke.

"What would you two like for dinner tonight?" A waitress came up and asked.

"I'll have this, this and this. With a side of cookies!" Summer declared. The waitress was obviously shocked by regained herself and wrote down the order. They'd dealt with eccentric guests before.

"Hahaha! I'll have the same." Gojo laughed.

"Coming right up." The waitress excused herself.

"You never cease to amaze me with how much you love cookies." He smiled.

"Cookies are a vital part of everyone's diet!" Summer declared.

"I want you to know, that I'll be attending beacon." Gojo spoke.

"I'm aware, Ghislaine has told me about it. Make sure you don't bring too many girls home, you might forget about us, after all!" She told him.

"Oh? Already counting yourself as one of my wives?" He teased.

"Shut up!" She blushed. Gojo remained staring at her with loving eyes while she covered her face.

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"Hey, when you go to Beacon, please look after Yang. She should be about age to start going there." Summer requested.

"Of course. I actually wanted to ask about something regarding Yang." Gojo spoke.

"What was it?"

"Do you mind if I take her as one of my girls?" His question was completely out of left field.

"What? You don't even know her." Summer was extremely confused.

"It seems I do now. Yoruichi barged into my shower and video called Yang while deep-throating me. Apparently, I'm now scheduled to having her watch Yoruichi and I have sex when we get to Beacon." Gojo explained. Although it ruined the mood, it was better to get this out of the way. The longer you keep secrets regarding relationships, the more they blow up at the end.

"..." Summer thought to herself for a second. "I didn't think she was like that..." She was quite disappointed in her husband for not being able to prevent her from becoming a slut.

"You don't have to worry, I read some of their messages after the video, it seems that Yang is still a virgin." He spoke.

"Thank god." She sighed.

"But that brings me back to my original question. Do you want me to abstain from pursuing your daughter?" Gojo asked.

"As long as you are both happy, you have my blessing. However, I won't allow you two to be together because of how sexually compatible you are. If you are going to date her, you will make her fall for you, just like how you're trying to do to me." Summer explained.

"Got it." He replied.

The rest of the dinner was pleasant, they exchanged small talk, gave each other loving eyes every now and then, a spark was forming.

However, a ruckus soon erupted in the restaurant.

"Why did you bring me to dinner like this you bitch? I've already told you! I only married you for the status. What don't you get? My time isn't worth you!" A voice yelled.

The room was immediately filled with murmurs, but no one stood up to help the white-haired woman being berated.

"I want to at least pretend like we are in love! Just for the kids! They need us!" She yelled back.

"They are worth nothing! Just like you! The only use they have is to continue my bloodline!" The man screamed and picked up a bottle, ready to strike the woman.

However, as expected, two heroes arrived on the scene.

Summer practically teleported in front of the white-haired woman, ready to take a hit. However, Gojo was a step ahead and stopped the bottle from shattering entirely.

"You can't be doing this when you're injured. Well, I guess that's some of why you're so attractive." He smiled at her.

Obviously, he would've taken the hit regardless, affection from a MILF is too good to pass up.

"Who the fuck are you eye sores?"