Friday arrived to end the week as always.
This normally would have been the beginning
of another boring day, but today they had no classes.
As one of the school’s unique events, they
spent an entire day holding a beauty pageant. And as practice for the school
festival held in fall, refreshment stands were set up in addition to the stage.
The students had dubbed it the Little Festival or the L-Fest for short.
“Honestly, I can’t believe she asked me to
do this.”
Akiya complained to himself while looking
up at the stage that looked more like the set for an idol concert than a school
beauty pageant.
He was not part of the student council, but
in the week leading up to the L-Fest, he had helped out on the direct orders of
the student council president.
He complained, but he had also hoped
helping out would give him a chance to have sex with her again. Unfortunately,
they had not done anything since having sex in the car, so he felt half dead
inside.
And today he had been given a cutting-edge
movie camera and digital camera as Yunori’s dedicated cameraman.
He was about ready to ask her just what he
was to her.
“Why do I have to do this?”
He walked limply toward the best spot to
shoot from.
He wanted her to ask someone else to take
care of these odd jobs. If possible, he wanted to see her on the beauty pageant
stage from the audience like everyone else.
“But maybe this is for the best.”
After some thought, he realized it was a
good thing he was doing this.
Once he calmed down, he decided he would
not enjoy having someone else filming or photographing her. If someone filmed
her with their ulterior motives on full display, he would probably get mad
enough to punch them.
“But why are there so many people here?”
As soon as he arrived in front of the
stage, he flinched back a little from the number of people pressing in around
him.
Boys with cameras were shouting angrily and
fighting for the best spot to get a good shot.
“Do I have to get in the middle of this?”
He knew how fanatical people got about the
beauty pageant, but he had not expected the fight for the front row to begin so
early.
They probably all wanted to see the
president who had won the past two years, but they were on the verge of
rioting.
“Hihiro-san, over here.”
A girl the president had asked to hold a
spot called out to him, so he walked her way.
But as soon as he arrived, he felt
countless murderous looks stabbing into him.
He had been let into the stage side of the
fence keeping everyone out. He was the only one there, so no one would get in
his way and he could film from any angle he wanted.
“Oh, and please wear this on your sleeve.”
The upperclassman girl handed him an
armband that said “Student Council”, but he kind of wished he had been given
this before arriving.
The surrounding gazes had settled down once
they realized he was with the student council, but he still felt some prickling
deadly looks on his back.
(I hope they get started soon.)
The looks stabbing into his back produced a
cold sweat as he earnestly hoped for the pageant to begin. He knew the
president would likely be the final contestant to appear, but as things were,
he had no guarantee he would survive to the end of the event.
(Well, I’m sure Yunori’s going to win
either way.)
Even as he feared for his life, he could
predict the outcome well enough.
It seemed wrong for the student council
president to win an event hosted by the student council, but everyone expected
her to be a shoo-in.
Incidentally, Yunori was known as the queen
of the school both because she was the daughter of the school’s administrator
and because she had won this beauty pageant two years in a row.
“The day all you boys have been waiting for
is finally here! And you won’t believe how many contestants we have for you
today!”
After a loud sound effect, the stage’s
lights turned on and a girl from the broadcast club appeared as the energetic
host.
“First… First, let’s listen to me sing…
Just kidding! Check out this swimsuuuuuuuit!”
No matter how much anyone tried to deny it,
this was what the beauty pageant came down to. The host girl threw off her
uniform like it was a cloak to reveal a light blue bikini.
“Ohhhhhhhhh!”
A tremor ran through the crowd as they roared
in excitement at the girl’s swimsuit.
“Nya ha ha ha ha. Now, that’s what I like
to hear. Okay, our first contestant is the ace of our girl’s basketball team
who joined the school just this year. Her boyish charm will…’
The host girl called a girl in a basketball uniform to the stage. At the same
time, camera’s flashed and the year’s beauty pageant truly began.
“Now, our next and final contestant is the
one you’ve all been waiting for!”
By the time it was Yunori’s turn, enough
girls lined the large stage to make it feel cramped.
(Finally…)
Two hours had passed since the first
contestant. While wondering if this truly was a school beauty pageant, he found
a tricky way to hold both the movie camera and digital camera at the ready.
Both cameras would focus automatically, so
he could film and photograph her just fine like this. In a way, he found
himself thankful of scientific progress and the work of the companies that had
made them.
(But there really were too many contestants
this year.)
He was still amazed by it as he stared
through the movie camera’s small monitor.
Normally, not many girls wanted to take
part, but there were far too many this time. And they were all dressed in
risqué outfits to help them win.
The maid and nurse outfits made some sense,
but others wore bunny suits or school swimsuits. One wore an apron dress that
looked like magical girl cosplay. One girl was even showing off her underwear
in the sexy see-through uniform that had grown famous over the past few days.
(Where did she get her hands on that?)
Akiya could hardly believe his eyes as he
used the camera to view the sexy uniform that showed off her black
underwear…which was supposedly a prototype uniform.
(Well, I understand how they feel.)
He understood quite well why they wanted to
win.
This year’s beauty pageant was far from
normal. The fancy stage built in the schoolyard was part of it, but the winner
would supposedly have “a wish granted” as a bonus prize.
It sounded like the reward for gathering
some kind of magical balls, but he was not about to say that out loud.
“Now, everyone! Here she is! This girl has
won this very beauty pageant two years running and she’s your student council
president! As you all know very well, it’s Honosaki Yunori-samaaaa!”
The spotlights ran randomly across the
stage before gathering on the edge to illuminate the beautiful girl in
question.
“…”
But no one uttered a word.
(Wh-what in the world is she wearing!?)
Akiya briefly had no idea what had
happened, but he caught on faster than he others and silently voiced his
surprise while viewing her through the camera.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
A few seconds later, the crowd erupted like
a herd of beasts.
That was hardly surprising. Yunori’s
swimsuit went so far beyond their expectations that it seemed to reach the ends
of the universe. Akiya had expected her to wear a revealing swimsuit since she
had a fetish for being seen, but even he had not expected this.
The queen of the school wore a super
high-leg and light-pink one-piece swimsuit, but it was almost entirely made
from strings and she was wearing it boldly on the stage without trying to hide
anything.
The neck was not just cut low enough to see
her cleavage; it continued on down almost all the way to her crotch, revealing
the inner halves of her flesh fruits and her pretty navel. The cloth over her
most important place was so skimpy that he had trouble believing it fully
covered her vulva.
Her peach-like butt was left almost
entirely exposed and it jiggled with the same softness as her breasts whenever
she took a step.
“P-president!?”
The host girl tried to stop her because her
outfit was too revealing, but Yunori refused to stop and stood at the very
front of the stage where she struck the seductive pose of a race queen.
Cameras flashed and the beeping of digital
cameras filled the crowd.
As the flashes and lenses washed over the
president, her cheeks flushed red and she made pose after pose, accentuating
her large breasts as she did so.
(She’s letting everyone see her like this?)
The red of her face made it obvious she was
enjoying being seen by everyone, but Akiya felt like he had been hit by a
truck.
He had assumed only he would get to see
those flesh fruits, but now all these boys were seeing most of them and even
her pretty areola were peeking out from below the swimsuit. Not only was the
cloth over her crotch skimpy, but it was plastered tightly to her mound of
womanly flesh, revealing its shape. He could clearly see both her clit and her
slit.
“This is a little embarrassing, but what do
you all think of my swimsuit?”
“It’s the best, president!”
“Show us your ass too!”
“Lift your tits between your arms!”
The words she spoke from the stage only
further excited the many boys.
Her appearance had increased the
temperature in the crowd, so just standing there was enough to work up a sweat.
“I’ve never seen so much excitement at the
beauty pageant! This is exactly the kind of show I would expect the queen of
the school to put on! Now, everyone! Make sure to go vote!”
“Kyah! Wh-where do you think you’re
touching me!?”
After seeing the enthusiasm in the crowd,
the host girl stopped worrying about the president’s revealing outfit and
recovered. She even started calling for the voting to begin as she grabbed and
groped Yunori’s breasts from behind to further excite the boys.
(Ah! You can see them! You can totally see
them!)
Akiya almost shouted out loud as he watched
the president through the movie camera’s monitor.
The host girl’s groping had caused her
nipples to poke out from below the skimpy swimsuit.
He doubted many people would have noticed
the brief appearance of the nipples since they were almost the same color as
the swimsuit, but someone’s camera had to have captured them.
(You’re even letting them see your nipples?
Do you not care who it is as long as you get off?)
An odd frustration welled up inside him.
To him, it looked like she did not care who
saw her as long as she gathered attention for her fetish.
She had only allowed him her body because
he had just so happened to catch her masturbating. That thought was enough to
depress him.
A crowd of boys was pushing forward to drop
their ballot in the box labelled with the name of their girl of choice.
(I don’t even feel like filming this
anymore…)
He did not want to watch her on the stage
and showing off her body to everyone.
When he realized she had only used him to
satisfy her fetish, his entire body went limp.
“You don’t have to touch me that much. If
you want to call them to vote, I can do it on my own.”
“Then please do. Make the call while
accentuating your breasts!”
“Oh, honestly. If you insist… Go vote,
everyone.”
On the host girl’s request, the president
pressed her breasts together and called the crowd to vote.
Behind her, the girls who were hoping for
any votes they could get started striking various sexy poses of their own. One
girl in the same year as Yunori removed her apron dress to reveal her black
underwear.
The basketball girl who had been introduced
first could not keep up with the other girls and trembled in place like a
puppy.
In what seemed like a different world
altogether, all of the students had finished voting and the boxes labelled with
the girls’ names were calmly opened in the voting tent.
“Looks like the voting is complete! Who
could this year’s winner be!?”
The beauty pageant committee placed the
votes inside a voting machine and finished tallying them up in no time, so the
result was quickly carried to the host girl.
“This year’s winner is…for the third year
in a row, Honosaki Yunori-samaaaaaaaaa!”
As soon as her name was read, the crowd roared
with cheers of praise and confetti rained down on the stage.
“Daahhh! I hate this! It pisses me off!”
Unable to stay quiet, Akiya complained on
his way to the school’s indoor pool.
“She still wants me to film her? And with
the others? …Why does she have to act so suggestively? To hell with this!”
His anger was hardly surprising.
After winning the beauty pageant, Yunori
had said she wanted to create a photo album out of pictures taken of her.
Quite a few boys had of course wanted to photograph
her and the number of volunteer cameramen had exceeded the limit as soon as the
pageant came to an end. Of those, fifty who had made a promise of absolute
secrecy had been chosen to photograph the queen of the school, but most of them
had obvious ulterior motives.
The president had chosen Akiya even though
he had not actually raised his hand to volunteer, so he was on his way to the
pool to film her.
“I don’t care anymore. She can let them
take pictures of her in the nude for all I care!”
He was irritated at himself for assuming
the president had let him have sex with her because she liked him.
He had sunk halfway into desperation as he
stormed into the indoor pool and his irritation only grew when he saw the other
boys waiting there with cameras at the ready.
They were the same as him in the
president’s eyes. They were all just a way to fulfill her fetish. The only
difference was whether they had entered into a physical relationship with her or
not.
“I’m so excited.”
“So am I. I never thought in my wildest
dreams I’d get to take as many photos of the president as I wanted.”
The others were filled with expectation,
but that only further fueled the flames inside Akiya.
They were here to photograph Yunori’s
sexual body and hearing those desires only brought pain to him.
“Sorry about the wait.”
With a refreshing voice, the pool door
opened and she stepped in wearing a bathrobe.
But she looked far too seductive. She
looked like a lover approaching her boyfriend’s bed after taking a shower.
Not even Akiya had ever seen her like this.
(I was right. There was nothing special
about me…)
Her appearance depressed him.
He was just like any other guy. There had
not been any emotions like love behind it and he had only been a way to satisfy
her fetish. That realization filled him with unstoppable anger.
“Please get started. I look forward to
having all of you take my picture.”
“Ohhh!”
His irritation reached its limit, but the
queen of the school ignored him and let her bathrobe slip to the floor.
That was enough for the boys to cry out in
joy. She was still wearing the light pink swimsuit made of strings that she had
worn for the beauty pageant, so a stir ran through everyone but Akiya.
“I don’t know what kind of poses to make,
so could you tell me what would be best?”
The boys exchanged a look that asked
“really?”, but none of them dared say anything.
“Um, should I just stand here?”
When she asked again, one boy raised his
hand and answered.
“Um, president, could you look this way and
lift your breasts between your arms?”
“Y-yes. Like…like this?”
As instructed, she lifted her large flesh
fruits between her arms and looked to the boy to be photographed. Immediately,
all of the boys began voicing their own requests.
“Please get on all fours and stick your
butt out this way.”
“Shyly hide your skin below that
bath towel.”
“Hold your finger in your mouth, sit on the
ground, and looked up this way.”
“Spread your legs!”
“L-like this? Eh? My butt… My finger, you
say?”
The president made pose after pose as
requests flew her way and each one was photographed.
Akira’s anger was about at its limit.
Every single one of the poses was clearly
meant to delight the guys and none of them felt remotely artistic. Plus, Yunori
seemed well aware of that.
With each new pose, the color of the
areolae poking out from below her swimsuit grew darker and the nipples grew
more evident through the swimsuit. The cloth covering her most precious place
was skimpy enough in the first place, but the shape of her pussy had grown
clearly visible through it and all of her skin was a little sweaty.
“Pant…pant…pant… D-do you just want to take
pictures of the swimsuit?”
Being seen and having the pictures taken
had apparently awoken her fetish.
Her cheeks were flushed, her blue eyes were
damp, and heat had filled her breath as she spoke to the boys, but they did not
quite get what she meant.
“Sorry, that must not have been clear
enough. Would you like to take pictures of me in something other than the
swimsuit?”
Their faces all clouded over. That was just
how much they wanted to keep photographing her in the swimsuit.
“Are you sure? I don’t think it would be
much of a photo album with just the swimsuit.”
The boys reluctantly agreed when she
reminded them of the supposed purpose behind this.
“Then how about I change into my school
uniform?”
The uniform would cover more skin than
this, so the boys were clearly disappointed by the suggestion.
“You don’t like the uniform?”
“Well, it isn’t that…”
She asked about the looks on their faces
but did not get much of an answer. That was just how attractive she was in the
swimsuit.
“But it would be odd to wear the uniform at
the pool… Oh, I know. How about we move to the rooftop?”
The looks on their faces changed at that.
A short skirt plus the windy rooftop made
for some exciting possibilities.
It was not clear if the president had made
the same connection or not, but she made her way to the locker room with a kind
smile on her face.
“Let’s go! Hurry!”
That smile must have filled the boys with
expectation because they all began moving. Even if the queen of the school
would not be wearing the swimsuit anymore, they wanted to take pictures of her
on the roof.
“Do I really have to follow them there?”
Akiya sighed and walked more slowly to the
door. He did not actually want to take part in this photo shoot.
“Dammit! Why does this have to happen to
me?”
He walked to the rooftop with the camera
still filming.
Not even he knew why he was doing this, but
he climbed the stairs because he did not want her showing off her skin without
him knowing about it.
But he was moving quite slowly He bought a
can of coffee and drank it on the way, so it took him over ten minutes when it
normally would have taken only a few minutes.
“What’s the matter? Why are you still
here?”
“!?”
She must have changed clothes in a hurry
because Yunori suddenly called out from behind him. He turned around in
surprise, but he could not look right at her.
He could not restrain his emotions about
her rejoicing at letting other see her skin, so he averted his gaze to avoid
looking her in the eye.
“Really, what’s the matter? You don’t seem
to be in a good mood.”
“It’s nothing.”
As soon as he said it, he realized how
childish he was being, but that was the most he could manage at the moment.
If he had not been doing his best to
restrain his emotions, he would have shouted at her in anger.
“C’mon, we need to get going. Everyone’s
waiting.”
“Hey, wait!”
She practically ran up the stairs while
pulling on his hand and they soon arrived at the rooftop.
The rooftop would normally have been empty,
but all of the boys from the pool were waiting for the president and excitedly
showing each other the photos they had taken.
“Sorry about the wait.”
Yunori gathered attention with the same
line as at the pool and then stood in front of everyone, waiting for pose
requests.
The wind was stronger than in the
schoolyard, so the navy blue miniskirt of her uniform fluttered. Her thighs and
white knee socks were exposed to everyone there, but she made no attempt to
hold down the skirt.
“Please get started.”
“Okay, president. Please get down on all
fours.”
“Jump as high as you can.”
Their requests were blatantly meant to
reveal her underwear, but she readily made the poses and exposed her
pink-frilled white high-legged panties for everyone to see.
Not only that, this seemed to make her a
little horny, so her young face was somewhat red.
“President, Please take off your clothes in
the name of art.”
“————!?”
“————!?”
Akiya and Yunori exchanged a glance at the
exact same moment.
(You can’t. You can’t do that!)
He pleaded her with his eyes. She normally
would not have agreed even without his look, but he was afraid she would
readily agree now.
“I-I can’t do that… I’m sorry.”
When she noticed the look in his eyes, she
apologized to the boy who had made the request, but the other boys refused to
stay quiet.
The idea of her removing her uniform seemed
to have filled them with excitement.
“Why not, president?”
“That’s right. That swimsuit had to be way
more embarrassing than taking off your uniform.”
“Do it in the name of art! Someone with a
body as nice as yours has a duty to show it off!”
Their argument was as ridiculous as their
request.
“Please, president!”
The boys kept pressing her to strip without
giving her a word in edgewise and they finally bowed toward her in perfect
unison.
“D-don’t bow down like that… U-understood.
I-if it’s in the name of art… But in exchange, make sure you don’t tell anyone
about this.”
Overwhelmed by their desperation, the
president hesitantly agreed.
The boys let out a cheer that seemed to
trample on Akiya’s heart.
“Then please remove the uniform while we
get some pictures at a nice angle.”
“O-okay…”
Yunori closed her eyes a little as she
removed her red vest and dropped it to the side. That was enough for the boys
to rejoice and take picture after picture.
(Stop! Stop!)
Akiya pleaded her with his eyes, but she
never even looked his way.
Her slender white hands moved with flowing
motions as they removed her red tie, undid a few buttons of her blouse, and
revealed the pink-frilled white half-cup bra that matched her panties.
“President, please remove your skirt before
your blouse.”
“Eh? The bottom first?”
(Why did you have to ask for that!?)
Akiya glared at the boy who had made that
irritating request, but it was no use. Everyone was focused on photographing
the queen of the school as she placed her fingers on her skirt.
Yunori must have been entranced by the
sound of the cameras because her young face grew red as she undid the skirt’s
hook and let it fall to a circle at her feet.
“Ohhhhh!”
When the boys saw her sexy high-legged
panties, they all pointed their lenses toward them and let their cameras flash.
“Th-this is so embarrassing…”
She pulled down the bottom of her blouse
and squeezed her thighs together to hide her panties, but that only seemed to
arouse the boys further.
They surrounded her and took pictures even
more excitedly as if to make sure no expression or inch of skin went
uncaptured.
“Fwah…You’re…You’re all so excited…”
She was obviously aroused.
She rubbed her closed thighs together and
the sounds of her heated breaths starting echoing across the rooftop. Sweat
beaded up on her skin and her clitoris visibly pushed out against her panties.
(Why are you getting horny?)
Akiya could not stand it anymore, so he
started forward in order to drag her away from the rooftop. But…
“Stop. Please only take pictures from the
front. And don’t get any closer!”
The president suddenly raised her voice to
control Akiya along with the rampaging boys.
“Please…please only take pictures of me.”
After the boys all moved in front of her,
she fully unbuttoned her blouse and revealed the flawless white skin of her
upper body.
She now wore only her underwear and knee
socks while every single camera pointed her way and took picture after picture.
“Ahh… Now, what poses should I do?”
In only her sexy underwear, Yunori began
making the poses they requested.
She pushed up her breasts, she got on all
fours to show off her butt, she sat coquettishly on the floor, and she spread
her legs with a finger in her mouth. She let them all see each of those poses
and let them record it with their cameras.
“President, that’s enough in your
underwear, so take the rest off now.”
“The rest!? I can’t do that…”
Even she refused when asked to strip naked.
“But you said you’d take your clothes off
in the name of art.”
“But…”
The boys dug in their heels. They seemed
ready to riot if she did not remove her underwear. Their eyes were completely
bloodshot and every single one of them was pitching a tent in their pants.
“Let’s…let’s stop thi-…”
“Then just the bra. If you do that and
cover yourself with your hands, no one will complain.”
“That’s right. That would be really sexy.”
“I’ll be satisfied if I can take your
picture in just your panties.”
Just as Akiya tried to stop them, one boy
made a suggestion and the others agreed.
“F-fine then… Understood.”
Yunori realized she could not exactly
refuse given the situation, so she turned her back, covered her large breasts
with one arm, removed the half-cup bra, and let it fall to the floor.
Those large flesh fruits were only hidden
behind an arm. Even with her back turned, the boys were filled with excitement.
They took photo after photo hoping for an accident now that she was only
wearing her panties.
“Just for a bit, okay? After this, I’ll be
ending this photo shoot.”
After covering her lovely mounds behind her
hands, the queen of the school gathered her courage and turned around. At the
same time, camera flashes illuminated her body.
Her long chestnut hair fluttered in the
rooftop wind as several dozen cameras flashed and the boys stored the nearly
nude girl’s image in their cameras and minds.
“Nnah…Everyone…everyone is looking at me…”
Being seen seemed to infect the president
with the boys’ arousal. Her panties grew a little wet and she gave all the boys
an inviting look.
Also, her breasts were quite large. The
small hands of a girl were nowhere near large enough to fully cover them and
instead just accentuated how soft they were as they swelled out around her
hands.
“President, look over here.”
“Lift your tits even more.”
“Ahh… Look over there? And lift my breasts
like this?”
Yunori moaned as she replied and began
erotically massaging the flesh fruits in her hands.
Like a pin-up model in a porn magazine, she
sat on the floor, looked up at the boys surrounding her, let her nipples stick
out between her fingers, and continued letting them take pictures of her
lewdness.
“Dammit, dammit, goddammit!”
After the photo shoot, Akiya sat on a bench
inside the empty changing room for beauty pageant contestants. He was throwing
everything within arm’s reach.
He felt like everyone had ganged up and
defiled the girl he had wanted to keep his own.
“And she was happy they saw her like that!
Her panties were even wet…”
When he recalled the scene just before the
photo shoot ended, he grew even more furious.
With her breasts only covered by her hands,
she had stuck her peach-shaped butt out toward all those boys. Plus, the
excitement of being seen had covered her body in the seductive sheen of aroused
sweat and the white material of her sexy panties had been plastered to her
skin. The contours of her butt and most precious place had been so readily
apparent that she might as well have been naked.
Plus, her pussy had been a little wet, so
the panties had grown see-through enough to give a glimpse of her pussy lips’ color.
“She just wanted someone to see her! She
didn’t care who!”
Without an outlet for his anger, he stood
up and kicked the closest trash can.
“Here’s what I think of this!”
He angrily reached for the movie camera
holding the footage of the beauty pageant and the photo shoot. Just as he was
about to delete it all, the changing room door burst open and Yunori rushed in
wearing her uniform and with a laptop in hand. Her expression made it clear her
arousal had yet to fade.
There was some delight mixed in with the
arousal and she was of course in a good mood.
“What were you yelling for? I could hear
you from outside.”
The two of them had secretly promised to
meet here. Akiya naturally did not want anyone else to know, but he had been
unable to restrain his emotions.
“Why won’t you say anything?”
It was more that he did not want to answer
her. His mood was the exact opposite of her good one.
“More importantly, I got the picture data
from everyone, but they’re all so lewd. This one only seemed to take pictures of
my butt.”
The queen of the school pointed the laptop
screen toward Akiya and opened a file.
It contained several pictures of her butt’s
peach shape seen through her swimsuit or panties. The mound of her female flesh
and its vertical slit could be seen as well.
(They even took pictures of that?)
He just about directed his anger toward
her.
She was not embarrassed to have these
pictures taken. In fact, she was delighted and aroused.
Unable to contain her arousal, her nipples
poked out from the chest of her uniform and they bounced up and down along with
the large breasts.
“These are even more amazing.”
She opened another file which displayed
several images focused on her chest.
They were from the end of the photo shoot
on the roof. She was only wearing her panties while hiding those large flesh
fruits with her hands, but her erect nipples were spilling out from between her
fingers as she looked up with a damp, longing look in her blue eyes.
“I had no idea they could see my nipples.
…I bet everyone will have seen these pictures by next week.”
“How can you talk about next week so
calmly? How could you let everyone take these pictures!?”
He had tried to contain himself, but he
ended up shouting at her.
He could not figure out why she would show
him those images. He also could not imagine why she would let random guys take
pictures of her like that.
“Why are you angry?”
“I’m not angry.”
He argued back, but his anger was blatantly
obvious.
“Are you…jealous?”
“…!?”
Only then did Akiya realize why he was so
irritated.
This feeling was jealousy. He was angry
that the girl he liked was happily showing her skin to other guys.
“Hee hee hee. Oh, my goodness. You’re
actually jealous.”
She laughed happily and Akiya rapidly grew
embarrassed now that she knew how he was feeling. At the same time, he started
feeling glad that Yunori was by his side now.
“You’re jealous of some pictures? But
you’re the only one I have feelings for. I have ever since you helped me on
that rainy day. …If I didn’t, I never would have let you have s-sex with me.
…Smooch.”
“Nn.”
Yunori left the laptop and gently kissed
him on the lips. After confessing to him.
She had not confessed her feelings when
giving him the masturbation blowjob or when giving her virginity to him.
Now that she had conveyed her feelings to
him for the first time, he squeezed her tight in his arms, wrapped his tongue
around hers, and gulped down her saliva.
“Fwah…nn…nnn…ahh… Such an intense kiss…”
A bridge of saliva connected their lips as
she pulled back and spoke between deep breaths.
The cheeks flushed with arousal added to
the eroticism of her lovely face and he could feel her beating heart in the
hand he was using to pull her close.
“Yunori… I…I…!”
“Eh? …H-here!?”
The changing room was closed off with curtains, so the queen of the school was
a little surprised he would ask for this in the most enclosed place yet with
the least risk of being seen.
Since he knew about her fetish, she must
not have expected him to ask to do it here.
The hand pulling her close naturally
touched her back and the other hand pulled up her skirt while groping the
peach-like butt contained in her frilly white panties.
“Wait, Akiya…ah…”
He heard a seductive sigh and felt her skin
tremble a little.
His hand could feel the soft skin of her
butt through the white cloth and he also sensed the same elasticity as her
large flesh fruits.
“Nn…ah…That tickles…it tickles…”
The president twisted in his arms as he
touched her butt and the large mounds contained in her uniform bounced up and
down.
The damp tone in her voice and her repeated
moans seemed to be inviting him to go further.
“I want to do you right now.”
He could not wait any longer.
He wanted to make her his again after she showed
her skin to everyone, so he stuck a hand down the back of her panties and
slipped his fingers between her butt cheeks.
“Hyah!?”
She had apparently not expected him to
touch her asshole as well as her butt.
His finger tip on that tightened and
somewhat soft hole caused her to give a jerk in his arms and a damp warmth filled
her panties.
The thighs wrapped in knee socks twisted a
little and her knees trembled so much he thought they were going to give out.
“I can’t… I can’t, Akiya… This isn’t enough
to turn me-…kyah!?”
Even as she moaned, the queen of the school
claimed she was not aroused enough without anyone watching, but he was not going
to listen to that anymore.
He wanted to make her his and his alone, so
he kept his hand moving down her butt and brought his fingertips to her slit
from behind.
Her arousal from the photo shoot had yet to
die down, so the touch of his fingers was enough for her pussy lips to twitch
and release moist love juices from deep inside.
“Hyah…nn…Calm down, Akiya…Akiya.”
She had given him access to her body so
readily before, but now she rejected him and pushed at his body with both
hands.
As soon as she left his arms, the hand
touching her slit was pulled from her panties and he looked only at her
red-cheeked face.
“Yunori…”
He could not hide the shock of being
rejected and he found he could not continue looking at her.
But that only lasted an instant.
As Yunori stood embarrassedly before him,
she rubbed her thighs together without escaping any further and she squeezed
the bottom of her skirt while waiting for him.
“Y-you can keep going…but to make up for no
one watching, you have to f-film it…”
“Film it?”
He realized what she meant when he saw her
eyes on the camera. He hesitated for a moment, but quickly grabbed the movie
camera and started filming her.
“I’m recording this. I’ll film everything
you couldn’t let the others take pictures of!”
“Y-yes… Film all of me…even my most
embarrassing parts…and the parts I couldn’t let the others see…hyahn!?”
Unable to contain his emotions, he pushed
her onto the bench and reached for her chest.
The camera’s lens captured her flushed
face, the flesh fruits causing the chest of her uniform to swell out, and the
hand fondling them to make sure their softness would be apparent on film.
“Fwaahh…ahh…”
She stared at the lens while moaning
seductively, but this was not enough any longer.
He had to film something she could not show
anyone else. Wanting to do that as soon as possible, he tore the red vest from
her with one hand and reached for her blouse’s buttons.
“…Dammit.”
But he had trouble unbuttoning it with just
one hand.
Yunori understood, so she unbuttoned the
blouse herself and pointed the pink-frilled white half-cup bra and the mounds
within toward the camera.
“Go ahead. Do what you…what you want…ahh.”
He immediately slid the bra out of the way
and fondled those soft mounds until his fingers sank into the flesh.
The camera’s monitor showed a close-up shot
of those mounds obscenely changing shape below his hand. The erect nipples and the
entire areolae were trembling.
Large beads of sweat trailed down her
cleavage, making the footage all the more obscene and arousing Akiya all the
more.
“Nnah…pant, pant, pant… Th-this is weird…
It’s only a camera…but my body is so hot…fwaah!”
He was still only touching her breasts, but
the queen of the school writhed on top of the bench. Aroused sweat poured from
her skin and enchantingly decorated her body even more than during the photo
shoot.
“The look on your face is so lewd.”
“I-I can’t help it…hyahn!”
As soon as she grew embarrassed at having
her aroused expression filmed, he pinched and stroked her nipple.
That was all it took for her body to leap
up and her damp voice to echo through the changing room.
“Your tits are so sensitive now. And I bet this
will make them even more sensitive.”
“Kyaaahhhh! No…no…knnhnhnnnhnnh!”
As soon as he put her darkened areola and
nipple inside his mouth, rolled them around with the tip of his tongue, and
lightly bit down, she bent her chest back as if performing a bridge and shook
her large flesh fruits.
Her body was even more sensitive than usual
after the rooftop photo shoot and while being filmed having sex. A hint of agony
filled the voice that escaped her lips, the white skin of her breasts trembled,
and the arousal spread to her entire body.
“Wow. I’m still only on your breasts and it’s
affecting you this much.”
“Nh…pant, pant, pant…”
When he removed his mouth from her nipple
and looked at her through the lens, it was obvious her arousal had reached
abnormal heights.
Her nipples were trembling as if about to
burst and her skin flushed red wherever he pointed the camera’s lens.
“Today’s sex is a punishment, Yunori.”
“P-punishme- kyaaahh!?”
The president let out a short scream when
he pulled up her skirt and spread her thighs.
He did not see why she was getting
embarrassed now, but she seemed unable to bear the stimulation of being filmed.
The instant the small monitor displayed her pussy, the amount of love juices
flowing out grew and the white cloth covering that area grew see-through.
Her inner thighs gave off a sweet-and-sour
eroticism as they trembled seductively with the tense muscles bulging out through
the skin. Seeing them was enough to arouse Akiya further.
“You can’t, Akiya… If you film me there, I’ll…”
“Do you really think I’m going to listen to
that? Take this.”
“Hyahhhhhhh!”
He teasingly moved the crotch of her panties
to the side of her feminine mound. As soon as her most precious place was
exposed to the light of day, the pussy lips twitched and spread a little while
feminine nectar sprayed from the trembling hidden hole.
As the camera recorded it, her pussy
writhed as if the act of recording was a caress in and of itself. Viewing her
thin bush, clitoris, and pussy lips through the lens was enough for her slender
hips to twist and her peach-like butt to wiggle left and right.
“Nkhhhh… My…my pussy is being…pant, pant,
pant…filmed by…by you…ahhn!”
As she writhed just from being filmed, he
spread her pussy lips with his fingertips and buried his face there
A sweet-and-sour aroma filled his nose and
a feminine heat reached his face.
“Hyahn, no…don’t lick it…fwah…it’s too
embarrassing!”
He attacked her pussy while filming and intentionally
made as much noise as possible as he licked all around the entrance to her
hidden hole. At the same time, Yunori’s butt hopped up a few times while she
moaned.
Love juices spilled from her hidden hole like
a dam had burst and that obscene nectar pooled up on the changing room bench.
“I can’t believe filming you is all it
takes to turn you on this much.”
“Pant, pant, pant… Don’t say that… That’s
just being mean…”
He pulled his head from her skirt and
filmed her exposed breasts and pussy as he spoke, so the queen of the school
covered her face with her hands.
But the stimulation of his words and the
camera had brought tears to her blue eyes and they were about to wet her
cheeks.
After the caress from his tongue, her
hidden hole was opening and closing with feminine nectar flowing out. It almost
seemed to be gulping in the air.
“Akiya… I…I can’t wait any longer…”
Her body was demanding she have sex right
this instant.
As she begged to be penetrated, she stayed
lying on the bench, spread her legs, and lifted up her butt to make her hidden
hole easier to reach.
“Here I go…”
His arousal was also at its limit.
While filming her with one hand, he pulled
his erect penis from his pants with the other hand and pressed the tip against
her hidden hole.
It had been about a week since he had last
felt that hole. It had grown hard as if she had returned to being a virgin and it
twitched while warm love juices flowed out.
“Hurry…hurry…!? Kyah! It’s…it’s inside me…knnnh!”
He got a close-up shot of her pussy as the small
hole rapidly spread and took the tip of his penis inside. At the same time,
Yunori let out a seductive cry and her body almost seemed to convulse.
The folds of flesh inside started wrapping
around the rod as if they had been waiting for this moment and what felt like countless
beads of flesh stroked across the entire shaft as they wriggled deeper.
He had first reached the entrance to her womb
when having sex in the car, but the tip easily reached that somewhat hard ring
of flesh which opened and closed to attack him.
“Kwah…amazing…how can it feel so good?”
“Nhaaahh…ahh…pant, pant, pant…”
Below him, the president’s large breasts
bounced with each breath that escaped her lips as a damp moan.
But Akiya was already a slave to her
vagina.
Her vagina grew thoroughly accustomed to
his shape and the tightness of the vaginal walls, the folds, and the entrance
all perfectly stimulated his penis. Even the entrance to her womb was spreading
its mouth as if to swallow the tip.
It almost felt like her body had remade
itself for his own personal use in the time since they last had sex, so his
hips naturally began moving to thrust into her tight hidden hole.
“Not…not so rough…all of a sudden!”
However, Akiya was not trying to be rough.
Thanks to the writhing of her vagina, his hips had started moving on their own.
An obscene wet sound rang through the
otherwise empty changing room and he continued filming her hidden hole as it
pulled back and sucked in from the movement of his thrusting.
“Fwaaah! Ahh… Y-you’re filming this? You’re
filming…as you move in and out of meeeee!?”
When she realized he was filming her hidden
hole as it took a penis, her nearly convulsing body writhed further and she let
out a damp cry.
At the same time, she squeezed down on his
rod even more and the entrance to her womb sucked at the head as if demanding his
semen.
“Nhah, hknnn! I can’t…I can’t…take any
morrrrre!”
As she had her most embarrassing place
filmed at the most embarrassing time, Yunori writhed like mad on the bench and
her flesh fruits bounced violently on top of her.
As his penis pumped inside her hidden hole,
love juices flowed out, fell audibly to the bench, and even dripped down to
form a small lake on the floor.
“Kh… D-don’t squeeze down like that… I’m
gonna cum.”
“I-I am not squeezing… It’s…it’s tightening
on its own…”
As her vagina tightened down on him as she
began approaching climax, his penis could not throb any harder.
The throbbing raced throughout the entire
rod and the entire thing swelled out even further.
The rate of throbbing grew and a painfully itching
yet comfortable numbness spread through his crotch as the tip thrust up into
the entrance of her womb.
“Dammit… I…I can’t hold back! I love you
too, so…so I’m going to make every part of your body mine!”
“Hyah…ahh…ah, ah, ah…I’m…I’m glad…khhh! Go
ahead…Make me…make all of me yours! Fill me with your hot stuff!”
The president was delighted by the
confession brought on by his arousal. His harsh penetration caused her large
breasts to shake and her skin to tremble and she started arching her back as if
performing a bridge while still in the missionary position.
Each time his tip reached the entrance of
her womb, a wave would run up through her smooth belly and her vagina would
wriggle intensely.
“Nnah! I’m…I’m at my limit too! Cum, Akiya…
Fill me with your cuuuuum!”
Tears spilled from Yunori’s blue eyes as
she shook her butt like mad and let her vaginal walls undulate to both bring
herself to orgasm and to draw a surge of semen out from his penis.
The sensitive head thrust into every part
of her vagina and felt like it was being swallowed by her deepest parts. A
sweet itching sensation raced through his rod and he felt the throbbing of semen
rising through it.
“Here I go… I’m cumming, Yunori. I’ll prove
that every part of you is mine!”
He was so aroused he had no idea what he
was filming, but he still held the camera while thrusting into her and roughly digging
his other fingers into her flesh fruits.
He completely forgot to check the camera’s
small monitor and looked directly at her as she closed her eyes and shook her
head. His eyes were fixated on her large, shaking flesh fruits and the nipples
that were so erect he thought they would burst.
Each thrust of his hips elicited a sexual
cry from the queen of the school. He was delighted she was his girlfriend now
and wished he could continue having sex with her like this forever.
Their heavy breathing and her moans echoed
through the changing room and the obscene wet sound of his penis entering her
hidden hole built up their arousal even further.
“Hyaaaahn! Ahh, ah, ah, ah, fwaah!” I’m…I’m
cumming, Akiya! Akiyaaaaaaa!”
Feeling her climax arriving, she further
stimulated his penis by shaking her butt like a broken machine.
Her nearly convulsing vagina almost seemed
to vibrate around him and the folds of flesh wriggled around him as if to pull him
in as deep as possible.
Her vagina seemed to match his penis
perfectly. An intense throbbing filled his rod, a painful itching surrounded it,
his entire body went stiff, and the head swelled out.
“I’m…I’m cum…cumming!?”
“Hurry…hurry up and cum…I’m…I’m already…!?”
As soon as he followed the lead of her
vagina’s stimulation and thrust all the way up to her womb, he could not stop
the thick liquid from rising to the top of his rod and erupting from the tip
pressed firmly against the entrance to her womb.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh! It’s so hot…and
so deep…I can’t…I caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan’t!! Nh!!”
His mind went blank as he was overwhelmed by
the numbness and pleasant release of letting out all of the lust built up in
his crotch. Despite the fear of pregnancy, he fired his thick semen into the
entrance of her womb again and again and the milky liquid was swallowed up by
the womb.
“Amazing…amazinnnnnggg! There’s…there’s so
much inside me… What is this? What is thiiiiisssss!?”
As her climax grew too intense, Yunori’s
back stiffened in its bridge-like arc and her entire body began convulsing. Her
small urethra widened and a somewhat white liquid sprayed out.
This orgasm was greater than any before and
the proof soaked Akiya’s stomach and darkened the color of his pants.
An intense wave ran through the belly below
her skirt to show the movement inside her vagina and to clearly show his semen was
being brought into her womb.
“Oh, shit!”
“Hyahnnnn!”
Akiya had lost himself in the pleasure of
cumming inside her, but he pulled out when he saw the movement of her belly.
However, he was not done cumming yet.
After the stimulation of her climaxing
vagina, the head of his penis swelled out again and again to spray its milky
liquid all over the half-naked queen of the school.
The whiteness colored her aroused face with
its damp blue eyes, her large flesh fruits that shook alluringly while facing upwards
without losing their shape, her smooth and undulating belly, and her thighs
with the muscles bulging out. Even after all that, the painfully numb head continued
its ejaculation.
“Fwaahh…ahh…My entire body is so hot…!”
Yunori’s orgasm finally ended, so her arched
and convulsing back collapsed onto the bench.
Akiya finally finished ejaculating at the same
time and his penis shrank.
“Pant, pant, pant…”
“Pant, pant, pant…”
With only their breathing filling the changing
room, he finally looked back to the movie camera’s monitor and began filming
her semen-covered body.
The front of her blouse was fully open, her
bra was slid up, her skirt was pushed up, and her panties were pulled to the
side of her feminine mound. Every last part of her was covered with his semen.
It almost looked like someone had dripped
milk from her face to her thighs. She did not bother wiping the sweat or milky
liquid away, so it simply pooled up in her cleavage, on her breasts, and in her
navel.
He had released his semen inside her at
first, so the milky liquid could be seen inside the hidden hole that sat wide
open. A sense of superiority spread through his heart as he could see this
beautiful girl was completely his.
“Nn…you’re filming…filming me like this …ahh!”
She sensed the gaze of the camera on her
white-covered breasts and pussy, so she sprayed a mixture of semen and love
juices from her hidden hole.
Her white hands began stroking her soft
flesh as if to check on the milky liquid covering her. It looked like she was
rubbing the semen into her body and he recorded every second of it.
“I filmed it… I filmed it, Yunori. Now
every part of you is mine.”
“Pant, pant, pant… I’m glad…. I could only
feel this good…with you. Now I’m yours…nn.”
As he listened to her say she was his, he
rubbed his flaccid penis against her nipples to draw out the remaining milky
liquid.
The light pink peaks trembled as the semen
covered them and changed their color.
“Th-that’s getting a little too kinky…”
He did not want to hear that from her of
all people, but he was satisfied having covered her nipples in his semen.
The others had seen the queen of the school’s
nipples, but now they were his again. Or at least, he felt that way.
“By the way, c-can I see it? Can I see…the footage
you just took?”
“Eh? O-oh, sure.”
She was too embarrassed to describe exactly
what she wanted to see, but he agreed, stopped recording, and played their sex tape
on the small screen.
He had grown too horny partway through and
he did not know how much of it he had filmed properly, but it was still an important
video for the two of them.
“Y-you could see all that…”
Yunori gasped at seeing her breasts on the small
monitor.
The image was probably closer and clearer
than when she looked in the mirror. Not to mention that she never would have
seen her nipples looking that erect.
“My pussy…looked like that…?”
She started rubbing her thighs together at
the footage filmed up her skirt.
The arousal of being seen transformed even her
own gaze into pleasure.
Unable to endure her body’s arousal, she
began groping her semen-covered breasts and running her fingers across her
pussy.
“Ah…ahhh! You were licking me…you were licking
me like that? That’s too…too embarrassing…kyah!?”
“Keep watching. I’ll take care of touching
you.”
Seeing the half-naked president watching
her own sex tape had aroused Akiya again, so he circled behind her, reached
around to grab her flesh fruits and to finger her pussy.
Obscene wet sounds played from both the
camera and her pussy and her moans began echoing before the footage had
finished.
I hope it won't ended-up with gangbang and NTR.
ReplyDeleteYunori went excited when she got raped and gangbanged with many boys, while Akiya can only watch it from far.
That is not a rare development you know. I mean just read the title, I can't see that lead to a happy ending :v
Deleteit has only 6 chapters plus epilogue so there is a low chance of it happening (cant promise anything though, but i highly doubt it since the time for that kind of development is simply not there)
Deletepls someone could confirm if this novel will have gangbang / NTR / Netori ?
ReplyDelete'cause really, I want to know what to expect from this and if it will be worth my time
Dont worry it has only 6 chapters plus epilogue so there is a low chance of it happening (cant promise anything though, but i highly doubt it)
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