A boy’s blank mind saw a cute girl in a
white dress whose name he did not know. She was crying and wet from the rain.
“What’s the matter?” he asked in a young
voice.
“Eh!? Kyaaaaaaah…”
She seemed surprised by his sudden
appearance, so she fell butt-first into a puddle and her teary blue eyes
quavered.
She may have thought a bully or a dangerous
person had spoken to her because she froze in place and her expression
stiffened.
But after staring at him for a few seconds,
she seemed to realize he was not anyone to be afraid of.
The fact that he was about her age seemed
to tell her he could not harm her, so the fear in her blue eyes faded, she
breathed a sigh of relief, and her cute expression returned.
“Are you okay? You can get out of the rain
at my house.”
“Th-thanks…hyah!? Why? …No. Don’t look…
Don’t looooook!”
She may have been a little too relieved by his
kind words when she was feeling so forlorn. The girl frantically held down her
skirt and her small body trembled.
Several ripples spread through the puddle
she was sitting in and a yellow liquid that obviously was not rainwater
followed.
“Sob, sob, sob. …This is too embarrassing…
I…I…sob…”
“D-don’t worry. Let’s get to my house. You
need to take a bath.”
“R-right…sob…”
He pulled on the crying girl’s hand as he walked
through the rain, opened the front door, and entered his house.
“The bath is on the left at the end of the
hallway.”
“O-okay… Thanks…”
After sending the girl to the bath, he ran
to grab a fresh towel.
He might have been able to ask his parents,
but unfortunately both of them were at work He had to take care of it even if he
was not used to it.
Seemingly urged on by something, he grabbed
a fresh towel from high in the closet and rushed down the hallway to the bath.
“I have a towel for you, so I’ll be coming
in.”
“…”
He called in from outside the door but
received no answer. She had likely left the changing room, so she would be
using the shower. He felt his heart beating harder than it ever had before as
he slowly opened the changing room door and peeked inside.
“You can put your clothes in the
washing-…!?”
But as soon as he did, he froze in place.
The strange girl was still in the changing
room and she was in the middle of removing her clothes.
She had slowly rolled up the white dress
and was pulling it over her head, so she only wore a white camisole and white
panties.
This was his first time seeing a girl like
that, so he was too surprised to look away.
“I’m taking a bath at a strange boy’s
house. This is kind of embarra-…!?”
As she muttered to herself, the girl’s blue
eyes turned and met his.
(Sh-she noticed me!?)
Even as young as he was, he knew not to
watch a girl changing.
He expected her to scream just like when
they had met, but she betrayed that expectation. As if she had not noticed him
after all, she removed her camisole and panties, leaving herself entirely nude.
Also, she made no attempt to hide her
exposed skin and slowly entered the bath while showing off her undeveloped body
with a blush on her face.
“Hey, wake up.”
“Nn…nnnn… Wake up? But there’s a naked girl
in front of me…”
He gave an inarticulate reply to a
mysterious voice that seemed to come from the ether.
“Naked? You must really want to me to hit
you to have such a shameless dream in the middle of class, Hihiro.”
“Nn… But let me…let me see this just a
little longer… Zzz….”
Wanting to see the naked girl a little
more, he started to open the bath door through which he could hear the shower
running.
“You have some guts, Hihiro Akiya! You are
going to pay for the crime of insulting my class!”
Whap!
“Ow!”
Intense pain struck the back of his head
and he fell from his chair with stars dancing around his eyes.
“Wh-what was that for!?”
“Don’t you dare even ask that, Hihiro. You
have guts to fall asleep in my class.”
He looked up to see a female teacher in a
blouse and tight skirt. She was looking down at him with tense cheeks.
He looked around sleepily and saw uniforms
of white blouses or shirts with red vests and ties as well as navy blue pleated
miniskirts or pants. The girls and boys wearing that uniform of Honosaki Academy were staring at him half in shock.
“You must have been enjoying yourself,
Hihiro. Dreaming of a naked girl, were you? You shameless brat.”
The female teacher formed a daunting smile
and pierced him with her cold eyes.
“A-a girl? How did you know?”
“You said so yourself in your sleep.”
“Ha ha…ha ha ha ha ha ha…”
Laughing it off was his only option in that
teacher’s cold gaze.
He looked to his classmates, but most of
them had their shoulders shaking from suppressed laughter.
“Come to the faculty room afterschool. I
will lecture you until you see the error of your ways.”
“…Yes, ma’am.”
The silly chime rang to indicate the end of
class and Hihiro Akiya resolved himself for the hell awaiting him afterschool.
“Goodbye…”
Two hours after sixth period had ended,
Akiya had finally finished having that female teacher lecture him until his
ears ached. He left the faculty room looking like his soul had left him.
(Ahhhhh, I can’t stand it. I feel like she
rejected every last part of me… And how am I supposed to keep myself from
having weird dreams, anyway?)
He could not help that. Besides, that was
not actually a dream. It was something that had actually happened when he was a
kid.
He still did not know the cute girl’s name.
After she had finished her shower, someone from her home had come and picked
her up, but he had never seen her since.
He could not imagine why he would be
dreaming of that moment now.
“But I sure do know why that teacher still
isn’t married.”
He could not help but mutter that thought
when he recalled the teacher’s hysteric stiff expression.
“I heard that, Hihiro! I clearly didn’t get
through to you, so get back in here!”
“S-sorry. And goodbyyyyye!”
She had frighteningly good hearing and that
topic seemed taboo when it came to that teacher.
Afraid of receiving another lecture from
that spinster, he made a mad dash away from the faculty room.
“Nn… This really is heavy. Maybe if
someone’s still here, I should- kyah!?”
He ran right into a girl who unsteadily
exited the neighboring supply room carrying a heavy-looking cardboard box.
“Oh, s-sorr-…!?”
His apology ground to a halt when he saw
the girl.
She had chestnut hair long enough to reach
her waist and a mature silhouette with some youthfulness remaining. The corners
of her blue eyes tilted somewhat downward like a cat’s, her nose was cutely
shaped, and her pink lips were well-formed.
She was the student council president whose
beauty everyone in the school looked up to and who was known as queen of the
school. Her name was Honosaki Yunori.
She also had the proportions of a teen
model. The soft masses pushing out the chest of her white blouse and red vest
were quite large and her red necktie alluringly decorated the cleavage in
between.
The top of her skirt was wrapped tightly
around her slender waist and her butt was large enough to alluringly lift the
back of her skirt. Her long, slender legs were decorated with white knee socks
and gave off a bittersweet sort of sexiness. Just looking at her was enough to
fill him with happiness.
That girl had fallen onto her butt in the
hallway.
Any boy – or even girl – who saw her would
have fallen for her.
“Owwww.”
“S-sorry, president.”
As he apologized, her lower half came into
view.
The fall had pushed up her miniskirt and
her high-leg panties with pink frills were still on full display.
No guy could have looked away.
“S-sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was-…
You!?”
Without noticing her pushed-up skirt, the
queen of the school stood up in surprise once she saw Akiya’s face.
“What?”
He responded in confusion while feeling
lucky she had not noticed him staring at her panties, but she continued staring
at his face without saying a word.
“President?”
“Eh? Oh, sorry. I just remembered something
from a long time ago is all. …More importantly, it looks like you weren’t
hurt.”
“Eh? Well, no…”
He thought she was more likely to be hurt
than him since she was the one who had fallen to her butt, but he decided it
was not worth saying.
Looking somewhat rushed, the president gave
him a curious look and reached for the box she had dropped when she fell.
“U-um, I need to get this moved in a
hurry.”
She tried to lift the box while glancing
his way, but it looked like she could not.
Her slender eyebrows bent and she let out a
long groan of effort.
(I doubt she could lift that if she kept at
it for a full hour.)
Any normal student would be hesitant to
speak to her. And as the daughter of the school’s administrator, not even the
teachers could defy Yunori.
If she asked a teacher, they were sure to
help her, but Akiya could not just ignore her troubles and go home.
Besides, he was the one who had made her
drop it.
“Um, president…”
“Nn… Wh-what is it?”
He spoke to her, but she did not turn his
way because she was still trying to lift the box.
“Um, that looks heavy, so how about I
help?”
“Eh? Really? Thank you. It was too heavy
for me to carry, so I didn’t know what I was going to do.”
The instant he said he would help, she gave
him a delighted smile, moved out of the way, and gave him a kind look that
said, “please do”.
From the smile on her face, he suspected
she had been hoping this would happen from the start.
But a look of expectation from the queen of
the school was not a bad feeling at all. In fact, any guy would gladly carry it
for her.
“There we go. …So where do I need to take
it?”
“The student council room. Oh, but wait
just a second. I have one more to carry.”
He was feeling puzzled by the look the
beautiful girl gave him as he lifted the box that probably was a little heavy
for a girl, but then she hurried back into the supply room and returned with
another cardboard box.
But this one had little in it and looked
light.
“Shall we go then? That’s heavy, so be
careful.”
She started walking, so he followed.
He had attended this school for a little
over a year now and this was the first time he had interacted with Yunori. His
face relaxed and a smile naturally escaped to his lips.
But he could not find anything to say.
This was his first time speaking with her,
so it was only natural to not have a common topic to discuss. Still, he wanted
to say at least one thing before arriving at the student council room.
“I-it must be tough having to stay this
late working for the student counc-…!?”
That boring topic was the best he could
come up with, but as soon as he stared speaking, his eyes locked onto her
thighs as she started up the stairs.
“Hm? What is it?”
The president tilted her head when he
stopped midsentence.
“I-it’s nothing.”
“Really? Then hurry up with that box.”
She responded without delay and with a
smile on her face and she soon started back up the stairs. But all thought of
conversation had left Akiya’s mind because his gaze was fixated on the queen of
the school’s thighs.
He had seen her panties when he had knocked
her over, but this was a different sort of visual treat.
Every time she climbed another step, the
lovely legs in her white knee socks would scatter some faint eroticism behind
them. The way her skirt fluttered from the movements of her seductive thighs
tickled at the teenage boy’s heart.
(Her legs are so pretty. What’s this funny
feeling in-…!?)
He gulped and felt a sexual emotion rising
within him. And as if she understood how he was feeling, she crouched down on
the landing and set down her box to adjust her grip.
(Ohhh!! I can see her panties!)
He was on the steps situated lower than the
landing, so he had a view right up her short skirt and a full view of her pink-frilled
white panties.
Plus, bending over had pressed the cloth
tight against her most precious place, revealing its shape.
Her panties had the same tidiness as her impeccable
behavior, but they also had a sexiness to them. Akiya instantly burned the
image into his retinas. He stared intently at the soft-looking peach shape of her
butt and the plump mound of her feminine flesh visible in the contours of the cloth.
He made sure to carve those shapes into his memory.
“E-even if there isn’t much in them,
cardboard boxes are so unwieldy, aren’t they?”
“Y-yes, they are!”
He replied nervously when the president
spoke to him, oblivious to his view. Yet when she picked the box back up and
started up the next flight of stairs, her cheeks were somewhat flushed for some
reason.
(I saw her panties… And for the second time
today!)
He stared at the queen of the school’s
thighs and fluttering skirt as he walked up the stairs behind her. However, she
was walking differently now.
She had been walking normally before, but
ever since adjusting her grip on the box, she was shaking her peach-like butt
back and forth which shook her skirt enough for it to flip upwards.
When he mentally combined the seductive
shaking of her butt and the panties he had seen earlier, he got the feeling she
was trying to expose her panties as she climbed the stairs.
Akiya forgot every last word of the lecture
he had received a few minutes before and his mind was filled with nothing but
the queen of the school’s panties and ass.
“Could you place that inside the student
council room?”
“Eh?”
Her sudden words caught him off guard.
He had been so delighted at seeing her
panties that they had reached the fourth floor and arrived at the student
council room without him noticing.
“Oh, r-right. I’ll just place it here.”
“Thank you.”
A little disappointed his time with her was
over, he entered the student council room and set down the box, but he really
wished he did not have to just leave.
“Well, I’ll be going…”
After a quick nod, he reluctantly started
to leave the room.
“Ah, wait a minute. You’re Hihiro Akiya,
aren’t you?”
“Eh!? Well, yes…”
“I knew it.”
He was surprised to hear his name coming
out of the president’s mouth. She then nodded several times as if coming to
some kind of understanding.
(Why does she know my name?)
He was briefly confused how Yunori would
know that, but he had heard of some student council presidents who knew the
names and faces of every student in the school.
She was most likely one of those.
“I’ll be going…”
Happy that the queen of the school knew his
name, he started to leave again.
“I told you to wait. You carried that heavy
box all this way, so I’ll buy you a drink as thanks.”
The president stopped him.
“You don’t have to do that. All I did was
carry a box.”
“I said I would buy you a drink, so let
me.”
He tried to refuse, but she forcefully
grabbed his arm and dragged him to a vending machine on the school grounds.
(Wah!? Her hand is so soft and warm!)
A girl he looked up to was holding his
hand. She was technically only pulling on his arm, but his heart still began to
race at the unique softness of a girl’s hand.
They were alone in the school building, so
the short time until they reached the vending machine felt like a date to
Akiya.
“Um, what would you like? Tea? Coffee?”
That enjoyable time was over before he knew
it and she asked him to make a selection, but he really did not care about the
drink.
Spending time with the queen of the school
was enough for him.
“E-either one! Anything’s fine!”
“Heh heh. Then…coffee.”
The president laughed in delight when he
gave an immediate answer during this happy time. She then reached into her bag
for some money.
“I wonder what I should get for myself.”
Clatter.
“Hm?”
As soon as she pulled out her wallet, a
small remote control fell from her bag.
“What is this?”
Oblivious to the fallen remote, the
president inserted money into the vending machine.
Feeling guilty that she was paying for him,
he reached down to pick up the remote, but…
Vvvvvvvvvvvvv…
“Hyah!?”
The remote’s switch was unexpectedly
sensitive, so he seemed to have turned it on while picking it up.
As soon as the switch activated, Yunori
tensed up in surprise as she bought the cans of coffee.
“President?”
“Ah…no…why?”
He tried to ask her what was wrong, but
instead of answering, she bent forward a little, held her lower stomach, and
let her sock-covered thighs tremble.
“Um, are you-…?”
“H-here’s your coffee! I still have
business to take care of!”
He tried to ask if she was feeling all
right, but she shouted in a shrill voice, forced a can of coffee into his
hands, and rushed back to the school building.
“President, wait!”
He called after her to return the remote,
but she did not turn back as she ran down the hallway and up the stairs so
quickly her miniskirt fluttered upwards.
“Wh-what was that all about?”
He stood there with the remote, confused
why her behavior had changed so suddenly after acting normally while operating
the vending machine.
He could not figure out what had happened
to her.
“What should I do with this?”
He was unsure what to do with the remote he
had failed to return to her. He thought about leaving it here so she could find
it when she got back, but he also felt that would be wrong of him.
“I can’t just search around for her. I
suppose she’ll notice it if I leave it in the student council room.”
He did not know where she had gone, but he
knew she would return to the student council room. With that in mind, he opened
his can of coffee and drank it on his way to the fourth floor.
Akiya skipped every other step on the way
up, arrived at the student council room, and drank down the rest of the coffee
before knocking.
“Hm?”
But he received no answer.
He had thought the president might have
rushed back here, but she did not seem to be there.
“I guess I’ll just leave it on her desk.”
He felt a little guilty opening the door to
that room normal students were not allowed inside, but he did so anyway.
The room was as large as a normal
classroom, but it felt larger with only a few long desks, chairs, and
bookcases.
“Um, the president’s seat is…here?”
He looked around, spotted a desk by the
blackboard with a nameplate reading “President” and prepared to place the
remote on it.
But at that moment, he heard someone
running down the hallway.
“Crap!”
He panicked. He would be in trouble if a
teacher found him in here without permission. In the worst case, he could even
be suspended.
He frantically searched for a place to hide
and spotted a locker for cleaning supplies in a corner of the room.
“I-I’ll have to hide in here!”
There was nowhere else to hide.
He could not escape into the hallway, so he
rushed inside the locker and shut the door.
“Ahh, ahh, ahh… Wh-why? I can’t find it
anywhere…”
As soon as Akiya hid himself, Yunori rushed
inside, out of breath and with her mature beauty flushed red. She immediately
leaned against the door to shut and lock it.
“I-I can’t keep this up… It’s going to
drive me insane…”
She was as unsteady as someone with a high
fever and she collapsed on top of her desk while her thighs trembled. She was
breathing heavily enough to shake her large breasts and her entire body was
noticeably sweaty even from a distance.
(Wh-what’s wrong!? She isn’t looking well
at all!)
Akiya watched from the locker and nearly
rushed out in worry, but he doubted his eyes when he saw what happened next.
Yunori had placed her peach-like butt on
the long desk like it was a bed, but now she seductively unbuttoned her vest
and began fondling the soft swellings through her blouse.
The beautiful legs sprawled out on the desk
rubbed their thighs together again and again, she lifted her skirt, and moans
escaped her pink lips.
“Wh-wh-wh-what is she doing?”
He panicked at what the most famous girl in
the school was doing.
A girl was using the student council room
to secretly masturbate. Plus, this was the student council president, a girl
with the impeccable conduct, excellent grades, and mature charm to be known as
the queen of the school.
Akiya completely forgot to move and could
not tear his eyes away from Yunori.
“Ahh… This isn’t enough. I need more…”
The president was groping her breasts hard
enough through her uniform to distort their shape, but she soon loosened her
red tie while letting out desperate moans. Her white hands unbuttoned her
blouse and revealed her two fleshy fruits contained in her white half-cup bra.
With this first nearly-bared look at those
soft mounds, he guessed they were about an E cup. They shook softly while
contained in the pink-frilled bra and alluringly drew Akiya’s eyes.
(Ohhh!? H-her tits too?)
His heart beat loudly and he could have
sworn it echoed through the entire room. His crotch grew hot and swelled up in
his pants as it throbbed.
“Nhahh…ahh, ahh… I can’t stop now…”
(Wow. I never thought I’d get to see the
president like this!)
He had even looked up to this beautiful
girl, so seeing her so exposed left him dizzy as the blood rushed to his head.
He almost thought he was going to get an explosive nosebleed.
But oblivious to the boy’s state, the girl
pleasuring herself on the desk slid even her bra out of the way and exposed her
transparently white bowl-shaped fruits to the light.
“Nn… Yes… My breasts…are crying out to be
touched…ahh…”
The president began groping her exposed
softness so much her fingers dug into them. She held her chest out as if to
show her breasts off to someone and began rolling the pale pink nipples between
her fingers. As she rubbed her thighs together, Akiya spotted the high-leg
panties that matched her bra. The shape of her feminine mound and the vertical
slit down the center were both visible in the silk material.
(I-I can see it all… Her t-tits and the
shape of her pussy… Hm?)
As the queen of the school writhed in
self-pleasure, his abnormally heightened sense of sight spotted something in
her panties that clearly did not belong. There was a lump about the size of an
eraser.
(What is that?)
He had no experience with girls and did not
know that much about the female body, but even he knew that round shape did
belong there on her slit.
He initially thought it might be some kind
of menstrual product, but even from his distance, he could tell it was
vibrating.
(Wh-what is that?)
Clatter!
“———————!?”
“———————!?”
He had moved inside the cramped locker to
get a better look at the odd object in her panties, but that proved a poor
decision.
His empty coffee can fell from his hand and
sounded loudly on the bottom of the locker. When the president heard it, her
entire body gave a start and her rounded blue eyes turned his way.
(Sh-she noticed…)
His body shook from tension.
He had entered the student council room
without permission and then spied on her masturbating. If she realized he was
here, he would never escape unharmed.
“Heh heh… I’m glad. Nnah…ahh…heh…nahhhh!”
He had assumed she would open the locker
door and target him with so much scorn and anger he never recovered, but she
instead started fondling her breasts as if she had not noticed. She even
started stroking her nipples between her fingers until they grew erect, as if
to make sure Akiya could see them.
She stopped rubbing her thighs together and
slowly spread them. She placed her long, slender legs in an M-shape and showed
off her sexy panties and their pink frills.
(Sh-she didn’t notice. But more
importantly…)
“Ahh…yes…nn. My body…is so hot…ahhhn!”
He forgot about closing his eyes and
focused entirely on her.
The president had grown even more daring
after the sound.
She squeezed her exposed flesh fruits as if
wringing them out from the base and let the nipples tremble in his direction.
She leaned her slender had back a little, her blue cat-like eyes grew damp, her
long eyelashes shook, and the tip of her tongue stuck out from her pink lips as
they released heated moans.
The heat of the summer and the arousal of
her masturbation reddened her skin and covered it in sweat. Beads of sweat
poured down her cleavage as her breasts shook up and down.
“Ahahh…nnn… I’m feeling so horny…hyahh! My
breasts are so hot…they feel like they’re on fire…ah…fwaaahh!”
(Wow!)
As he watched her intensely knead her
breasts and heard her moan so erotically, the erect penis in his pants began to
throb. The small locker filled with heat like a sauna and the aroused boy
started to feel dizzy.
“Nnah! This is it…! This is what I had
hoped for! This is what I wanted!”
As the president pleasured herself, she
suddenly gave a loud shout, snuck a hand into her panties, and began rubbing
her pussy as if lifting it toward the locker.
He could see the obscene movements of her
fingers through the panties, he could hear an obscenely wet sound from within, and
a stain spread at the bottom of the white cloth covering her female flesh. The
sight of drool spilling from her lips and trailing down the youthful beauty of
her face was enough for his penis to throb all the more intensely.
“Ahh, ahh, ahh…”
Her lewdness was making him too horny to
restrain his breathing.
He desperately desired to start stroking the
intense throbbing in his pants. He breathed so loudly from his nose that he was
amazed she could not hear it.
“Th-this should make it even more…hyahh!?
Hyannnnnn!”
As if she could hear Akiya’s arousal,
Yunori spread her legs even wider, lifted her peach butt from the desk, moved
her fingers to the eraser-sized lump in her panties, and let out a high-pitched
cry.
When the president pressed the object
against her clitoris, her butt shot up from the desk several times while the
stain in her panties grew.
Her arousal was obvious from the way her
large flesh fruits bounced up and down and the sweat scattered from the
fully-erect tips.
“This is…even more…fwaah! Hahh…knnnnnnn!”
Her voice grew louder and the stain at the
bottom of her panties left the material see-through, revealing the thin
chestnut-colored patch and the slightly-spread lips. He could even see through
to the clitoris the strange object, a rotor, was pressed against, so he could
see every part of her body.
(I can see her pussy perfectly! I want to
touch it…and those tits. I want to touch every part of her!)
His arousal was at its limit.
He wanted to rush out from the locker and
touch every inch of her body.
But he did not have the guts to do it. Or rather,
doing so would give away that he was hiding here. Not to mention that it would
make him a criminal.
Akiya felt an intense throbbing in his
crotch as he tried not to even blink to watch every instant of this beautiful
girl writhing in a way he would never get to see otherwise.
“Hafwahhh! Ahh… Amazing… It feels too good when
I press it here… Fwaahh…ah, ah, nfwah!”
On top of the desk, she spread her trembling
lovely legs and bent backwards to point her well-formed flesh fruits toward the
ceiling. Her wet and spread pussy lips twitched inside her see-through panties.
With the silk material plastered to them, he could even see the pale red flesh
and hidden hole within.
Every last part of her panties was now wet
and see-through, so her large peach butt and slit were entirely exposed and
love juices seeped out through the silk material.
“Ahh, ahh, ahh… The president is fucking
amazing…”
He could not restrain his arousal as her
large soft breasts shook so hard he thought they would tear off, her nipples
trembled, and she moaned while pressing the rotor to her clitoris below her
see-through panties.
As he received this forbidden and embarrassing
look at the queen of the school, he could tell he was breathing heavily and
even he thought he was being too loud.
An odd heat filled the cramped locker,
sweat covered his body, he was pretty sure he had never been more erect, and he
thought the intense throbbing was going to make his penis explode at any
moment.
(I want to see more… I want to see more of the
president looking this sexy…)
“Nhaaahh! Ahh, ah, khhnnnnnnn!”
His shirt and pants stuck uncomfortably to
him from the sweat covering his body and he gulped, but then the girl’s entire body
started convulsing on the desk and she let out an even louder cry.
The fingers inside her panties rubbed at
her pussy all the harder, she moved the rotor from her clitoris to her vagina,
and she started pumping it shallowly in and out.
The large breasts pointed toward the ceiling
shook like soft pudding, the nipples trembled, and she dug her fingers into
them hard enough to leave a mark on the skin.
“Nnah! Yes…yes! This…this is what feels so
good! So more…morrrrrrre!”
Akiya was so horny from his first time watching
a girl masturbate that he did not comprehend what she was saying. He naturally held
his crotch over his pants and continued watching the president’s damp blue eyes
and twisting body.
“Ahah…ah…nhaaaah! I-I can’t hold back…. I’m…I’m
going to….!”
Yunori was as aroused as her body could
possibly be. She continued to let out muffled moans as all of her skin trembled
and her butt jumped up from the desk to show off her most precious place to
Akiya.
The stimulation of her slender fingers and
the rotor produced an amazing amount of love juices that seeped out through her
sexy panties, dripped onto the desk, and formed a puddle of obscene nectar.
The sounds of the vibrating rotor seemed to
grow louder and her moans as she approached climax reverberated through the
student council room.
“Here… This is the most amazing part! So
more…look at me more! Hyah!? Ah…ahhh!”
(Ah!? I can see…I can see pretty much all
of her pussy!)
Her aroused sweat flew from her as her body
twisted obscenely. As her sexy panties twisted too, he saw her pussy lips slip
out from behind the cloth. And as if she had sensed his gaze, Yunori’s body
trembled and her love juices sprayed out through the silk material.
The twisted crotch of her panties was
entirely useless, so her vagina was exposed with the rotor half buried inside.
As he spied on her, his eyes focused on that most precious part of her body.
“Ahhhh, it’s hot…it’s so hot! My pussy is
so hot… I’m…I’m really going to…ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
As she loudly proclaimed her orgasm, the
queen of the school stiffened like she was frozen solid, a great quantity of
love juices sprayed from the hole containing the rotor, and they poured down on
the desk.
Her spread legs trembled, the muscles of
her inner thighs bulged out through her white knee socks, and the legs seemed
to convulse.
(Wow. So that’s how girls cum.)
As he watched a girl orgasm in real life
rather than on a DVD, his throat went dry and his erect penis grew even harder.
He entirely forgot to blink, his eyes grew
bloodshot, and his eyes grew so dry they hurt.
“Nhah…ah…nn…ah, ah, ah…ahhh…”
About half a minute after her body had
stiffened from her climax, she finally relaxed and collapsed onto the desk. She
pulled her nectar-covered fingers and the still-vibrating rotor from her soaked
and see-through panties.
But her body refused to move properly so
soon after cumming, so her long eyelashes trembled, her breasts rose and fell
as she breathed, and her twitching pussy remained exposed through her see-through
panties.
(I doubt I’ll ever get to see this again,
but can’t she leave already?)
He wished he could see the queen of the
school’s lovely body some more, but he still prayed for her to leave.
The locker had become a sauna. That was bad
enough on its own, but his penis was throbbing after seeing the president
pleasuring herself and it was going to explode if he did not do something about
it soon.
“Nn…ahh, ahh… I don’t think I’ve ever felt so
horny…”
As if she had heard his wish, she sat up on
the desk and moved her bra back into place to cover her breasts.
But her body’s arousal was impossible to
hide so soon after orgasm, so her erect nipples were clearly visible through
the pink-frilled cups.
“It really is different when someone’s
watching…”
(…? When someone’s watching? Don’t tell
me!?)
A cold sweat covered Akiya’s brow.
Now that he thought about it, she had also acted
as if she were being watched while masturbating. Also, her still-damp blue eyes
were staring directly toward the locker.
“I know you’re watching, Hihiro Akiya-kun.
Why not come out of there already?”
When Honosaki Yunori called his name while
staring straight at him, Akiya felt a cold sweat pour down his back.
wow, nice
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Thanks for the chapter!
ReplyDeleteGood stuff. I look forward to seeing how it developes.
Thanks for the chapter!
ReplyDeletedamn Student Council President why are you so hot!
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