Patron Story - Voyeur's Diary Part 2 (Patreon)

It had been a few days since Miyako had been seen around the apartment complex. It wasn’t an unusual circumstance and sometimes she simply needed to invert from the world to keep her sanity. This latest rendezvous with seclusion involved her newest TV and various heated blankets in the frigid cold of winter. Wrapped snuggly in the electric warmth as she spent the hours playing through another game. She had found a mix of accomplishment by completing these role-playing games and it was a success that she felt denied when she left the comfort of her apartment in favor of the stark chill of the outside world. 

Her phone lay beside her without a notification answered and her eyes locked upon the TV screen. A cutscene had just begun and Miyako was rapt with attention her hands motionless aside from the brief moments where she tapped a button to make her character’s input. In one of the moments where she pressed against one of the controller buttons she heard a knock coming against her door that made her jump! Her head turned towards the doorway with an upturned lip and eyes glaring as if daring the disturbance to try again.

Siilence.

She turned her attention back to the screen but before she could fully immerse herself in the warm waters of fantasy and comfort the brisk wind of the real world brushed against her with another series of knocks. “..Coming!” Miyako called out as she set the controller down and began muttering to herself about bothersome tenants that refused to use the hotline to deal with any repairs they needed. She was going to have a talk with the handyman if he was slacking off again and not dealing with their requests. What was she paying him for anyways?!

When she got to the door she realized what a mess her apartment was, of course as the owner of the building she demanded that her tenants be clean in their existence in the units they rented from her but she had obviously cared little for her own. Take out boxes stacked high and various utensils laying out, it was something she’d have a stern talking to with one of her tenants if she saw it! To that end.. she merely cracked open the door just enough to allow a peek at her face. “What do you want?” She said flatly before realizing who was at her door. 

Standing in front of her was the gazelle, the tall beautiful woman who towered over her enough that Miyako had to tip her chin up to meet their eyelines with one another. “Well that’s a fine how do you do to your neighbor.” She offered a smile to which Miyako felt too nervous to return, especially when glossy pink polished fingertips set themselves upon her door and pushed. Miyako was too taken aback with surprise to prevent the normally glamorous maiden from forcing her entry into the apartment. It wasn’t often that she saw Soseiki, and when she did she was almost always getting ready for an event or coming home from some trip. But today she was dressed almost like a regular person, tight yoga pants and an equally tight t-shirt, “Wow” Soseiki raised her brows as she glanced around the room. “You really need some company.” Her fingertip touched against one of the lightswitches and gave it a flick. “And probably a maid.” 

Shame instantly flowed through the woman who was clearly not expecting company. Her pangolin hands quickly grabbing at takeout boxes and shoveling them into a an equally shamefully empty trash bin that had gone unused even though it was lined with a bag! “Well you kinda just showed up uninvited you know!” Miyako hardly questioning the tall woman that sauntered through the house curiously picking up items in her home. 

“Says the peeping Tom.” Soseiki smirked as she glanced back in Miyako’s direction. 

Her heart stopped and the pangolin froze with a box of takeout that had been swept into the kitchen trash bag among the other boxes with silverware utensils jiggling as if trying to remind her that they could be tossed into the dishwasher instead of the trash! “I.. I did..” Soseiki’s smirk simply widened, “How did you know..?”  

A classy woman, Soseiki covered her lips when she laughed. “It wasn’t hard to tell, you left cum everywhere on my doorway.” 

With puffed cheeks Miyako tugged on the strands, closing the trashbag with the contents inside as the sound of paper and jingling silverware collided. “You left the door open..” She muttered.

“Mhmm. Truth be told I was a little anxious.” Miyako looked up as Soseiki leaned against the countertop. “I was worried that any day I’d get an unsigned letter with newspaper clipping text demanding an exorbitant blackmail fee to keep a video from getting out. Or even worse, that video going up anyways.” She exhaled, “I had my little brother on high alert scanning for some sordid tape of me in my private moments.”

“I.. I would never.. ever do such a thing!” Miyako’s eyes softened and she almost looked hurt by the possibility of such an accusation. 

“That’s nice to know.” She looked over one of the video game cases and flipped it around to the back. “I have to say, I didn’t imagine that the landlady of this complex to be an Otaku of all things. I was thinking maybe something nice and contemporary or maybe even something like a vanity tribute to yourself. Rooms filled with magazines of all the ad pages you did. But video games? Take out?” She set the case down, “That was a surprising.”

“And what’s wrong with liking video games?” Her hand reached out and took hold of the case Soseiki had placed upon the counter. Her hands cleaning the front, opening to make sure the disc was inside, then quickly closed it back up.

“Nothing at all,” Soseiki said casually. “My little brother is an Otaku, he loves games, manga, anime, all that sort of thing.” She shrugged her shoulders. “He’s a little bit of a homebody too.” Her eyes flickered slightly in Miyako’s direction as she curiously twitched her tail. “It’s just not what I’d expect from a former model. A sexy pangolin girl posing for compact lipstick kits secretly a little video game nerd?” She giggled. “Kind of unexpected.”

“Oh..” She said quietly as a pause filled the room. It was Miyako’s turn to say something but she wasn’t sure what, all she could do was stare shyly at the woman in front of her. Even though Soseiki was dressed more casual than the pictures in the magazines would show, without make-up and her hair slightly a mess, the lack of designer clothing in favor of stretchy yoga pants.. somehow it all made Miyako feel.. excited. The gazelle’s scent was driving her body with excitement, stirring the loins in her shameful day two sweatpants. Even worse. Soseiki noticed.

“Oh.” The gazelle stood tall as her lips were quickly covered by her hands, “I see..” But rather than being repulsed or disgusted she surprised Miyako by taking a step forwards. “Thinking about the other day hm?” Miyako was a little taller than the average woman, but Soseiki was taller than most women. Her long legs with supple thighs stepped carefully along the floor as she sauntered towards the trembling pangolin woman. “You’re still cute you know..” Soseiki’s silken voice made Miyako’s heart audibly thump. “Just because you’re over thirty doesn’t mean you aren’t beautiful..”

Lips were met together in a passionate kiss and one that Miyako clearly wasn’t expecting from a woman who had just come in and criticized the cleanliness of her home! Even so, she didn’t dare interrupt the moment as she trembled in the touch of the gazelle who’s lips pressed against her own. She could feel her heart tapping against the inside of her chest and her fingertips winding into squirmy fists as she breathed deep as if to swallow her hesitation. Their tongues soon introduced themselves to one another, albeit Miyako’s was a little more eager. It had been a considerable amount of time since she’d been vulnerable and open to a romantic encounter and their twisting languid tongues rolling in twine together reminded her of what she missed so much. 

Their passions flared together, as to exactly why, Miyako was unsure of it herself. Did Soseiki find her attractive? Or was it because Miyako had forgone a leverage that would have put Soseiki in a strained position financially and socially. She couldn’t outright ask, but she knew what she could say as their lips parted while connected by a single strand of saliva. “Do.. Do you really think I’m beautiful..?” Miyako’s voice shy and gentle, her cheeks flushing a bright crimson.

“Very,” Soseiki’s silky seductive voice sending chills through the smaller woman’s spine. Miyako swallowed hard as she felt something new, a palm touching upon the base of her abdomen and sliding further downwards along her mons to find the tip of her cock. The elongated shaft was firm and throbbing against her soft fingertips, the bright purple tip almost ready to explode as Miyako huffed and gazed up at the gazelle, “Especially..” Soseiki whispered and stroked her shaft back and forth like she was guiding her throbbing hard cock forwards. “For an Otaku..” 

That word again. Miyako felt a tingle along her spine hearing it. It wasn’t a cruel word and she never considered herself one but it felt dirty, lurid, and it made her dick harder than ever before. “Nhhh..” Her hips began to move sliding her cock along the groove of Soseiki’s hand as pre-cum bubbled at the tip and oozed into her fingertips as she the taller woman cradled her length so gently. 

Through squinted eyes Miyako could see the blue haired gazelle slowly peeling off her top revealing the perky plump tits and bright pink areola. The tight top falling to the floor as she continued to caress Miyako’s cock as if it were second nature, Soseiki took control and Miyako was more than happy to relinquish it as the pair descended to the floor. Miyako’s fat cock standing tall as she was leaned against the wall of her computer desk and Soseiki began to peel herself from her tight yoga pants. The sweet scent of her pussy cleft was breathed in excitedly by the pangolin woman’s flared nostrils as the glimmer of light from TV screens and monitors were reflected by the thin layer of pussy juices that coated Soseiki’s lips. 

The touch of velvety pink pussy lips touched upon Miyako’s throbbing cock and she smoothed the length of her shaft with a gentle grind of her hips. “So what happens in those fantasy games you play..” The gazelle whispered breathily, “When you rescue the princess, do they show you the happy ever after?” Their eyes locked together as Miyako’s cock slowly pushed between those welcoming folds. Her thick powerful gazelle hips holding her body on the tips of her toes as she let the length fill into her body with a satisfied croon of pleasure. “Mmyyhh..” 

At first Miyako was unsure if she should answer Soseiki’s inquisition but as the woman began to ride upon the stem of her cock she decided it was best to simply enjoy the moment of being the hero in her own lurid adventure. “Hahhh.. Woaoh..” Miyako moaned as her eyes focused upon Soseiki’s body and the perfect curvature of her hourglass form. She couldn’t imagine how much work it took to have such a perfect figure but she appreciated every contour of her form as her cock was smeared with juices by the tight twat bouncing upon her shaft. 

The gazelle riding her dick looked so graceful and Miyako happily took it all in, the way her breasts would bounce as their hips collided together when she hilted upon Miyako’s fat cock. “You like that?” Soseiki’s voice broke the silence as she rolled her hips, her hair bouncing as she found her pace. Her hands slowly teasing at her own breasts as she rose and fell upon Miyako’s shaft, “Do you like having your cock deep inside a twenty something model?” Miyako noticed the way she bit down upon her lower lip and wondered if older partners were secretly one of Soseiki’s kinks. “Going off on some quest.. bringing back a princess.. fucking her hard and deep in the treasure room..” 

With every rhythmic bounce of her hips Soseiki landed upon Miyako’s thighs causing her balls to jostle from the vibrations of their shared moments. It wasn’t uncomfortable but it made Miyako take a sharp inhale each time she felt those thick orbs touched vicariously through the vibrations of sex. The heat of Soseiki’s juices spilling down her shaft pooling along her balls made it even more lurid as she panted for air

“Soh.. Sohseikii..” The strained pleasure in Miyako’s voice wasn’t something the gazelle paid attention to as evident by the way her polished pink fingertips gripped into her shoulders. “I’m.. I’m gonnhah..” Her nostrils flared and her jaw clenched, she could feel the pleasure racing through her form as every second was a fight against self control. Her fingertips clung tightly upon the soft fleshy thighs as her lips opened slightly showing off her seething mouth. “Gonnahh..” 

“Ooh yauhhss..” Soseiki’s hair tossed about as she rode that cock harder and faster, their bodies a squelching orchestra as juices slid down her pulsating shaft. The contractions of Soseiki’s pussy squeezing upon Miyako’s shaft creating a vacuum inside that sucked her in deeper with each passing second and leaving the poor woman breathless as she panted for air. “Complete your quest you slutty heroine..” Soseiki moaned out as sweat dripped down her brow. “Have your happy ever after inside my princess pussy!” 

It felt like the entire world was a blur and like her soul was being drawn out from her body through her dick, her hands clenched upon Soseiki’s thighs and Miyako convulsed as her hips suddenly rose and the tip of her cock pushed against the softness of Soseiki’s cervix. The hot spurt of cum was hardly a comparison to the mess she’d left behind the other day. The streams of cum landing upwards and filling the depths of Soseiki’s womb with hot spunk as tight clawtips squeezed into the flesh drawing out a twinged pleasurepain from Soseiki’s lips! “Mhyyuhhyesss!” The gazelle moaned out as she tossed her head back sharing the bliss of Miyako’s orgasm with her, both of them entwined in this culminating bliss.

Miyako finally relinquished her grip and let her body slump back as Soseiki began to rise up from her length leaving her cock to slip out from that comfortable warmth. Her dick half softened fell limp against her thigh as the gazelle woman slowly gathered up her clothes much to Miyako’s surprise. “H.. Hey,” Miyako spoke gently as gentle doe eyes looked back towards her. “Will I see you again..?” Miyako whispered longingly.

Soseiki’s lips curled into a smile as she stood there holding her clothes in her arms and finally she let out a giggle. “We’ll see, but maybe clean up the place and I’ll stay longer next time, hm?”