Sitting at the desk in my room, I separate my eyes which were staring at the PC screen, and taking off my gla.s.ses, I pin the inner corner of my eyes with a finger. And then, I notably stretched myself .
For this one week, my average day sleep was under three hours. If it was just that itâs whatever, but IâmS concurrently doing Ogasawara Makotoâs training. Even more then my mental level, even my physical strength is considerably tired.
âMoreover, the fruits of my labor is relatively little. Jesus, how is this fricking happeningâŠâŠâ
The reason is that I began to investigate Sasaki, but if I search, I have to at a separate distance with Ogasawara Makoto.
It is a well-known fact that the attached embellishments are indispensable parts for a rumor, but still, itâs unusual.
Because Iâm trying to not come directly into contact with Sasaki, Iâm mainly getting information by all means.
Nevertheless, there is also a limit to getting near and asking stories to the b.a.s.t.a.r.ds whom are close with Sasaki. If I make myself pleasable to get near the b.a.s.t.a.r.ds Iâm not even acquaintances with till now, anyone will have suspicion.
Based on the result of having investigated them carefully, I acquired a fact that worries me too much.
âDuring the period of entering high school, itâs very likely that Tatsuya Sasaki never came into contact with her in schoolâŠâŠâ
I thought it was strange he didnât pick a fight with me, but he doesnât even seem to be involved with her in the first place.
Nevertheless, itâs obviously true that his and her relationship is childhood friends. And, I also know that they were on quite close terms in their middle school days.
According to the story of a guy from the same middle school, it appears the walked incidentally together on the way to school despite being witnessed often, and also with holding hands, they were even witnessed secretly embracing each other in places.
If they were former lovers, itâs now safe to presume that it has collapsed, but there is a rumor that denies that presumption.
Even though their distance is that close, during until now and the middle school period, the rumor that they a.s.sociate never spreads.
Those two attract so much attention. Despite a rumor they a.s.sociate only by having witnessed them holding hands appearing to have spread, it was witnessed they embraced somewhere. However, itâs a strange story to say that the rumor didnât spread.
There is a reason, but I hear their distance is close yet the atmosphere is somehow different. Instead of the two being lovers, the story appeared to be like theyâre close older brother and younger sister.
Well, for the opposite s.e.x having spent childhood together, I have heard discussions that itâs hard to have romantic feelings. At the same time, are those things similar?
But, itâs still strange. Even if itâs possible to put distance if the lowers broke up, why did the two people, who were close like older brother and sister, placed a sudden distance after entering in high school?
âIt is definitely on purpose. Otherwise, a discord rumor would be drifting. In other words, as for Tatsuya Sasaki Ogasawara Makoto, theyâre still pretending to be on good terms while not interfering with each other.â
But, why such a troublesome thing? I canât help but feeling discomfort as if they are taking someone into consideration.
âI thought about going with my instinct has a high possibility of going successfully than idling. But in spite of me, itâs hard to go by my intuition without conclusive evidence.â
The home circ.u.mstances that I heard from her in the shopping mall. The âactual good childâ remark that incidentally brought up the subject of her younger stepsister.
After being based on those, my intuition keeps whispering. With the younger stepsister of hers, Iâll get it all.
âIn which case if when I finish the story search, but how do I do itâŠâŠ.â
Younger stepsister of Ogasawara Makoto, the child who inherited the blood of the Ogasawarasâ, Shizuka Ogasawara.
What I currently understand is that sheâs 2 years younger than Ogasawara Makoto, which means sheâs in ninth grade. And, sheâs registered at the middle school Ogasawara Makoto and Sasaki Tatsuya went to. That is all.
âAhh, s.h.i.t, I also donât have a local middle school acquaintance, and since I canât ask one to partner for informationâŠâŠâ
Approaching to a b.a.s.t.a.r.d from the same middle school as Ogasawara Makoto, thereâs actually a way to be introduced to younger students, and as I go that far, Iâll easily get information of her. Even thinking about it, how beyond unusual would that be?
On the other hand, even if I have to come into direct contact with her purposely, I want to have some trump card to advance this dominant story. In which case, I have no choice but to information gather, but that didnât go well.
Iâm stuck in an essence.
âIn any case, Sasaki doesnât get involved, and what kind of b.i.t.c.h the younger stepsister is has no relation with me, so I then also have a hand to now leave it alone, but in which case my feelings wonât be relaxed.â
In the dawn of when her training is completed and I have accomplished a named of perfect change into a female pig meat toilet, I want her loved Sasaki to certainly see the sorry state of her being used as a toilet in front of him.
But, I canât enjoy it from the heart with Sasakiâs position not certain.
âAhh, there is a way, but I prefer not to use itâŠâŠâ
When collecting information on Shizuka Ogasawara and Sasaki, there is a very suitable person.
Since her face doesnât break, itâs very easy to move, and then being obedient to me, theyâre also above all tight-lipped. Furthermore, Shizuka Ogasawara and them are the same s.e.x, which means itâs a woman.
If I want to get information on her, the quickest is to have her come into context with a friend of the same s.e.x. That being the case, she may come close without Shizuka being wary if the cooperator is a woman.
That person ought to be registered at the high school I shouldâve gone to. The one I entered, the distinguished family preparatory school for higher education that she should graduated with as Chairman, Second year Satonaka Akira of Private Integrity Mausoleum High School.
She is the first woman I gave training as a meat toilet, and a failure. So, sheâs an existence of black history for me. I wanted to never meet if possible, but itâs a certainly a mistake to not use an human resource
âBut when I moved, I replaced my cell phone and erased all addresses. It is impossible to get into contact. In which case, are there other plans to considerâŠâŠâ
While muttering, I tap my cellphone screen. All the addresses of those guys I had as friends before were erased, but that doesnât mean the memory in my head is erased.
âIt is also a problem to have a good memory due to that situationâŠâŠâ
I move a finger and input the number. And then, the phone number was displayed on my cell phone. If her number hasnât changed, when I push the call I will be connected.
I didnât want to meet, but it isnât because it was bad if we meet, nor would it necessarily cause a problem. When I went out of my parentsâ home, I wanted to erase all past events.
âAhh, Iâm also stupid. Satonaka being obedient is also two years in the past. Considering it for her, after having been thoroughly trained as I pleased, she appeared to have been thrown away like garbage. She may fairly bear a grudge against me.â
When I thought that, I strangely became happy. Iâm not at all glad nor entertained from a failure, but the story is different if she bears a grudge against me. (1)
Even though she resents me, she may have not easily deleted the pleasure engraved into her body. Even after being thrown away by me, the pleasure of those days is unforgettable and possible is possibly comforting herself. She hates me while shedding bitter tears.
Or, she slips on the wrong road due to meeting with me, and she perhaps is used as a meat toilet by men.
After two years from then? Satonaka was also a child then, but she shouldâve grown up if two years have gone. I wanted to check what kind of changes Iâve accomplished.
âI have been extracting poisonous nature from Ogasawara Makoto, but itâs been a long time that dark feeling well and simmering up.â
When I got the idea, it was impossible to control my impulses. Just imagining the eyes of Satonaka glaring at me reproachfully, my crotch swells.
I tap on the call display and put my cell phone against my ear while excited.
Now, the moment when she hears my voice of the answered call, what on earth kind of reaction will you show me? Will it be boos and hurling abuse? I wonder if sheâll cry with the excessive frustration.
After all, its four years from sixth grade elementary to third grade middle school that I gave her training. She was thoroughly played, but she was still labeled a complete failure and finally thrown away. It is impossible to not bear a grudge against me.
âHuh? She didnât answer. Is she sleeping?â
When I check my clock wall while the cell phone is against my ear, itâs two p.m.
Even if I called in the middle of the night before the early morning, she wouldâve answered with the cellphone ring.
âSatonaka, stop bulls.h.i.tting me with peculiarly sleeping.â
Once the call stopped, I recalled.
âOhh!? My number is frickinâ blocked! That son of a b.i.t.c.h, donât you fricking get up properlyâŠâŠwait, ah, thatâs rightâŠâŠâ
I was about to throw my cell phone towards the wall in excessive anger, but I noticed a certain thing and confined my thoughts.
I remember her number, but she doesnât know my current number. With that in mind, if a call comes from a number she doesnât know at the time, there is no way sheâll answer.
To begin with, if I called, she wouldnât answer the phone from an unknown number. It is because sheâs d.a.m.n serious.
âThat into consideration shouldnât I tell her itâs me once by email? Her email addressâŠâŠwhat is it?â
I remember her cell phone numbers, but her email address is indeed rigid. No, I have a feeling that I have the memory in the left corner of my head.
âThere was never a case that I didnât call to the home telephone. Ahh, d.a.m.n, Iâm anxious. If I had just left it in my graduation alb.u.m.â
Opened a notebook on the desk while irritated, I began to take notes of the addresses that floated in my brain one by one.
It doesnât become clear the moment when itâs entering in my mind, but when I write it in the notebook as characters, then my memory clearly revivesâŠâŠmaybe.
After that, I struggle for about two hours, and wrote four addresses in the notebook. Wherein one I felt was Satonakaâs address. Iâm uncertain.
It is fine if it doesnât connect, but a.s.suming it connects, there is a possible that it isnât her. Therefore, I want to avoid giving my real name.
After all, the Kijima family is somewhat famous locally. It doesnât seem about likely my email will be traced, but it isnât an incompetent possibility.
With that in mind, should I write some sort of code that only Satonaka can know that itâs me? If so, a guy without relations should think itâs a prank or a mistake.
âSomething only me and her knowâŠâŠright.â
Hmm, having given a body painting as she was completely nude, I made her shop at a convenience story with, and similarly, I painted a school swimsuit on her body, and then she also went in the pool. Afterwards, I made her talk with an unknown man in that state, and when the man was surprised having noticed her abnormality, I laughed hysterically. (2)
Completely nude with no more than dog ears, I inserted a dog tail a.n.a.l vibe in her a.n.u.s, and made her walk the residential area late at night. She answered with one hand raised on an all fours, and it was really funny when she splashed urine on a telephone pole.
And oh yeah, the one that was the most interesting.
âThe most impressive was when I made her m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.e on the lecture platform as the whole student body was having a meeting. Giving a speech with a straight face while her lower body which was hidden with the lecture platform kept twitching, she squirted and squirted a tide of urine onto the floorâŠâŠ.â
On behalf of making her do that, it was necessary to make it so she would go up on the platform. I planned up several of ways, but at the middle school I went to, the student council president always greet all the students in meetings. So if I were to enjoy it at every school meeting, I made her student council president.
I had a hard time, but I was able to enjoy it just as much. I still donât regret the labors to enjoy it. They say that one can really enjoy themselves if they have a hard time.
But, the training at the entire student body meeting was the reason I noticed she was a failure, or perhaps I should say, I was made to notice it.
I started that training six short times. Usually a woman becomes self-aware if it was six short times, or rather, they should feel shy. But with her placed circ.u.mstance, her dependence for me was greatly superior to her shame. For this reason, she would be obedient if I ordered her to unconcernedly expose an indecent figure in public.
I didnât give the order, but if I gave the order, âm.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.e in front of a large number of men, nakedâ she would accomplish it calmly. On the contrary, even if I gave an order to serve a stranger s.e.xually, she would be happy to have followed it.
In a sense, it feels like itâs the right state for a meat toilet, but it isnât fun when she remains calm. After all, shame is important.
It wasnât possible to see through the fact that I forgot to bring up her shame. It was when she m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed at the whole student meeting I noticed the mistake.
Even if I regret it, itâs too late already. When she was pointed out by me, she tried to desperately feel shy. But, her performance was transparent. In other words, it was suspicious.
And then eventually, I placed the label of failure all over her. But well, until I left my parentsâ home, I made use of her for this and that reasons, but.
âThat isnât it. Think of a code that only she can understand as me. UmmmâŠâŠâ
That is the easiest training event to understand, but it would be bad. If I had her email address it would be fine, but if itâs someone else, itâs a problem.
In that case, what codework inâŠâŠ
âIf Iâm not mistaken, I took away her a.n.a.l virginity in the second stall from inside the public toilets of New Leaves ParkâŠ..â
It was suitable to be used in a dirt public restroom like the meat toilet she was, and I thoroughly violated her a.n.u.s while saying those words.
âAlthough I remember it clearly, what about her? Well, itâs fine, Iâll use this.â
New Leaf Park, public restroom, from inside the second stall, and reply if you remember. Inputting that, I sent the email.
âââ
In the end, I couldnât sleep at all and left my room to go to school while enduring my sluggishness.
With that, I got no email reply. I was going to send an email to the other three addresses with the same sentence, but I had a feeling only one of them was Satonaka address. So, I decided to wait about one day.
Nevertheless, my sluggishness has gone beyond drowsy. I also want to very much e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.e. Iâm thinking about nothing but merely discharging my l.u.s.t. And, Iâd like to sleep.
Does lack of sleep increase my s.e.xual desires?
âââ
Going through the school gates while suppressing a yawn, I went to the entrance.
I pa.s.sed several students with early morning club practice, but there wonât be anyone else other than that. That is true, because itâs still a very early time to attend school.
Doing the early morning practice in the science room has already completely become a custom. Â As a result of how much lack of sleep, I unintentionally faced my foot to the school.
âSign, do I take a break from the training this weekend after a long timeâŠ.â
Arrived at the entrance, I put on my outside shoes in my shoe box and take out my slippers instead.
I really want to take a rest, but the matter of Sasaki and Shizuka Ogasawara isnât settled. In my character, it is impossible to take time off.
Well, in the first place, I donât like sleeping so much. Besides, if I said Iâll take a break, it would be about her training.
Ogasawara Makoto was already waiting when I arrived at the science room.
Until now, I did the main shame training of observing the inside of her a.n.u.s and taking pictures, but recently the training has been featuring f.e.l.l.a.t.i.o.
Adult videos and magazines are overlapped mosaic for basic s.e.xual organs. Therefore, I have to issue directions orally for the f.e.l.l.a.t.i.o, and due to her withering with the first failure first, she doesnât advance to my satisfaction.
Nevertheless, even if Iâm usually anxious despite carefully giving her instructions, my orders often advance the training prudently, however.
I still havenât got information of Sasaki and Shizuka Ogasawara, and on top of that, without being able to communicate with Satonaka whom I intended to use as a trump card, I then came to have a lack of sleep.
Frankly speaking, I wasnât able to give her attentive training like usual.
Sitting on the chair quietly, Ogasawara Makoto, who puts both hands on her thighs, stood up hastily when she noticed me entering the science room, and lowered her head deeply.
If I also think about it, the main matter till now was to develop her body, and so it was fine if she simply obeyed my instructions. However, the story is different when itâs servicing. She must improve her own skill herself.
Moreover, there is a visible quota called ejaculating. Whether sheâs able to achieve the quota, or itâs useless, it isnât possible to evade the confronted reality.
No, I donât really care about it. But, I donât have that feeling today. At any rate, Iâm dying to let out my s.e.xual desires.
âOgasawara, take off your blouse. Take off only your underwear while wearing your skirt, too. Quickly, hurry.â
Whether she sensed that my atmosphere was different than usual, or she was tense, when she answered in a low voice that seemed to vanish, she begun to take off her blouse immediately.
But, her shaking hands didnât go so well. I was badly irritated to see her figure.
âS, Sorry, sorry, I will take it off quickly.â
Ogasawara Makoto, who begun to tremble, jumped when I clicked my tongue and tears quickly overflowed from her eyes
It isnât my hobby to rape a frightened other by force. But somehow, Iâm awfully excited today.
While having a runny nose with tears, my p.e.n.i.s swells up while watching the appearance of her trying to desperately take off her uniform.
âHurry up, how long do you intend to keep me waiting?â
âY, Yes! Iâm sorry, Iâm sorry.â
Took down my waists to the chair which was near, I rose an oppressively voice without as much trying to hide my irritation. As a result, she was frightened even more, and was in a state that she couldnât even directly open a zipper with shaking.
âThatâs fine now, come here and kneel. Do it quickly.â
It isnât bad also thoroughly enjoying her frightened appearance, but my impulsive desires that wants to let out my s.e.xual desires was stronger than an second earlier.
âY, Yes.â
To my order, she gave up opening the uniform jacket zipper, and when she rushed out towards me, I kicked her onto the floor.
âEeekkâ
âTskâ
Ogasawara Makoto falls down forward. Because she fl.u.s.tered bolted, her leg got tangled and had fallen.
Moreover, because she vigorously bolted, naturally she would grandly fall.
Further, her whole body became stiff due to being frightened, and it hardly seemed like she was in the condition to be able to have a defensive fall.
As I judged so, she was caught by me. Somehow or other, I appeared to have jumped out earlier than I thought. (3)
âWhy are you so completely clumsy?â
âS, SorryâŠâ
Strongly embracing Ogasawara Makoto caught in my arms, I threw sarcasm in conflict with my action.
Ogasawara Makoto, whom face reddens like itâs burning, looked up to me with moist eyes.
With the sweet fragrance hanging around her air, I felt the softness by hugging her close.
Her thin neck and shoulders seem weak. Because she tried to take off her uniform jacket, the skin kicked her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and I saw her cleavage and collarbone.
Her collarbone and voluptuous b.r.e.a.s.t.s stood out. It brought on a decadent delicacy and s.e.xual fascination at the same time.
With the moist black eyes staring at me, her thinly opened, pretty lips were damp. And, her cheeks were stained pink. Those spoke to me silently. âYou may do as you like.â
âKijima-saânnnuâ
Before I knew it, I closed her lips. (4)
The brown eyes opened wide, instantly melted away and closed. Her hand that grabbed my arm gradually lost strength, too.
âââ
Pushed her down onto the floor, I rolled up her blouse and stuck it to the point of her abundant b.r.e.a.s.t.s.
âNkuuu, Ki, Kijiwaa, nnuuâ
Twisting her body, panting, she tightly bites the finger she had in her mouth. It seems sheâs trying to somehow desperately keep reason.
I want to destroy that reason.
Even though I said for her take off the underwear, this fool couldnât even handle such a simple order. Sheâs really stupid that Iâm beyond dumbfounded, nevertheless, this body is simply a special grade item.
âAhh, notââuuukuuuâIt, it is cwominggâaaaHHHHâ
Rolling her right nipple with my tongue and playfully biting them, I twisted left teat up with my fingers.
âAaahâKi, Kijwah-swanâIâm not yet finsiwhhânnuuuUUUuuâ
In spite of the middle of doing a climax, Ogasawara Makoto, whoâs still teased in limited places, rose half way up on her feet to a state that she was lying on her back to the floor, and continued fearfully convulsing.
Her v.a.g.i.n.al secretions overflowed like a flood. Viscosity liquid intertwined with my finger, I was able to rush the finger into her a.n.u.s.
âWaauuâKi, Kijwiaaâwhat is happeninggâeven though you seemed angry todayyâyouâre gentler than usualllâ
âEh?â
Gentler than usual? I usually touch more carefully. If thatâs the case, Iâll do it more violently for her. I feel like making you cry today.
I got up while thrusting my right finger into her a.n.u.s, and with her continuing to spasm, I forcibly held her up with grabbing her shoulder by the left hand. And when I pa.s.s my left hand to get behind her shoulder, I prop her up and made her legs open.
Attached her a.s.s on the floor like gum and sat her up, she was in an M position. Increased the fingers thrust into her a.n.u.s to three, I began to pull in and out vigorously while bending them inside.
âUkkuuUUUu, swtoppp, swtoppp it naaaa Iâm becoming strangeeeeeeâ
The violate fingering is unlike anything so far. Her back supported by me, she grasp her blouse tightly with both hands, and looks up at the ceiling while having a runny nose and tears, she clenches her teeth.
âAre you able to say this is even gentle? Huh? How is it, Ogasawara?â
The b.r.e.a.s.t.s that she rolled up blouse revealed, jumps whenever her body convulses and shivers. Inducing my l.u.s.t even more, I added intensity to my fingering.
As a conditional response, Ogasawara Makoto tries to close her crotch every time she does a climax, and then with not wanting to disobey me, she grits her teeth to the very limit and opens her thighs.
It was a new state where you donât know when sheâs doing a new climax with one after another, but I knew quite clearly when she had one with the her crotch open and closed movements.
âNaaAAAAAa, isnât it gentleeee, even though you always this and that as you donât easily make a moveeeâhiuuuu andddddd, NaaAAaaâ
Bending her back, Ogasawara Makoto pushed out her plump b.r.e.a.s.t.s, saliva dripped from the edge of clench teeth lips, and she urinated magnificently.
Liquid spirted out between her opened M, and stuck onto the floor in an arc, raising a slash.
I felt irritated to her insisting I was gentle, but a chill ran up my spin to the slovenly decent appearance.
Then, I noticed. In any case, to her causing only problems and extreme troubles, why am I persistent?
Ogasawara Makoto is different from Satonaka. There was a fault that Satonaka had little shame, but everything except that she was really obedient for me. She was too obedient.
On the contrary, Ogasawara Makoto shows a strange rebellious heart at every moment while being obedient. It is a trivial thing, but it makes my heart irritated.
Although she should surely be a slave to pleasure, her will canât be ruled. She appears to not surrender. Also rather than submission, it doesnât seem I can simply only take her for myself.
Although she should surely be a slave to pleasure, her will canât be ruled. She seems to not surrender. Also rather than submission, it does seem like sheâs simply attached to only me.
Generally to the point, I havenât lost interest in her.
âKuku, youâre really an interesting b.i.t.c.h.â
I pulled up my fingers from her a.n.u.s at the same time I murmured, and sending a hand to both sides of her, whose dead tired while twitching, and I lifted her body.
âDonât think it has as of yet ended. If only you enjoy it, isnât it unfair?â
âI, IâllâŠâŠdo my best.â
I sat her down on the four experiment table of the science room. The height is just right.
Just like a while ago, I made her opens her crotch in an M on the table while raising her upper body, and grasped and supported her shoulders with my left hand so she wouldnât fall down. And then, I take down my pant zipper with the right hand, and took out my p.e.n.i.s which is erected to the limit.
âFor the first time, Iâll put you to proper use. Naturally, skill isnât necessary for your lower hole. I will do as I like.â
While grasping her shoulder with the left hand, I grab my p.e.n.i.s with the right and covered the seen a.n.u.s under the opened crotch.
âIâll alsoâŠâŠhold on with my lower hole.â
ââŠâŠthat point of you really irritates me.â
To Ogasawara Makotoâs frank answer despite my cynicism remark, Iâm filled with laughter as well as amazement.
âIf you have time for impudent talk, tighten your a.n.u.s.â
âY, Yes, Iâll hold ownnâNaaAAAAâ
When she pushed suddenly pushed out, the tip was swallowed. She still has some way to go for her upper mouth, but the lower mouth is a considerable thing. The feeling of pressuring being wrapped with the meat and my p.e.n.i.s was squeezed by it.
The softness and lubrication conflicts with the tightness. The overflowing viscous liquid which entangles my d.i.c.k, selfishly swallows it to the inside depths.
With hands placed behind and her back bent with her pushed our b.r.e.a.s.t.s, she lifts her bottom to take on a position that can insert my c.o.c.k in her a.n.u.s. I didnât instruct it, but it seems she instinctively moved.
And when I grab her bottom with both hands, I subtly lifted her bottom even more.
âDonât knock yourself over. Attach both your hands firmly.â
âY, Yes, Iâll do my beâstâNuuUUUuuâ
I pushed out my waist with all my might at the same time gripping her a.s.s.
I inserted my c.o.c.k to the base in one go and was wrapped up with her intestinal wall.
Oh, I canât even describe this pleasure. With the surplus pleasure of clamping and heat, my thoughts wanted much more of it. But, I paint out my impulse and desire.
Clapping my waist intensely to the point itâll break, I wanted to let out all my worldly desires. I rid of other feels and merely deal with my s.e.xual desires.
Next thing I knew, I was waving my waist absorbedly.
âAwmazinggâthisssâmy head is strangeeeâit isw coming againnnnâaaaAHHHHHâ
From me striking my hips, she looked up to the ceiling, clenching her teeth, and her back bent to the limit while drooling, she wasnât able to even breathe with the climaxes one after another.
Sheâs gasping, but contrary to her appearance, the tightness and flexibility increases whenever she does one.
âKu, I âm letting it out.â
Hammered my waist remarkably hard, it followed without fighting against a e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.n that welled up.
An electric current runs through from my waist to my whole body, and a ma.s.s of l.u.s.t runs up my urethra while following with an enormous pleasant sensation.
Squeezing my c.o.c.k, Ogasawara Makotoâs elbows attached on the table shake while she nearly fell down with her back bent, nevertheless, she desperately maintained that position.
Due to the stance, the b.r.e.a.s.t.s were emphasized as if itâs saying that it wants me to grab them. Separated both my hands from her bottom, I tightly grabbed the pushed our b.r.e.a.s.t.s while my l.u.s.t welled up.
I experience an illusion that my hand was thoroughly sinking in the softness, nevertheless, the l.u.s.t that should have cooled down in the virtue of the tension I pushed back swelled out again, and the strength of my grip increased even more.
âI intended to end it with one blow, but I decided Iâll let out another. Donât break your posture. Raise your waist by yourself this time, too.â
âYus, WushâŠâŠâ
To my order, her waists that fell were lifted. When I raise my grip even more to make sure Iâm holding it, I pull the b.r.e.a.s.t.s towards myself to make sure she pushes out her waist and began to fling mine again.
âââ
I intended to finish when I did it twice, but eventually I sent it out three times, and was then unable to even stand up to my strange drowsiness.
Ogasawara Makoto, who maintained her position till I was satisfied, fell down the moment when I pulled out my c.o.c.k from her a.n.u.s and was convulsing little bit while turning face up on the table.
Watching the cloudy liquid overflow from her a.n.u.s, I was seized with the desire of wanting to give another shot, but my want for sleep won.
Even though I was swaying with my unusual fatigue, I barely adjusted my attire, and sat myself on my chair, I threw a big sigh.
âââ
Next thing I knew, my face was placed down on my cla.s.sroom seat. Moreover, it was the time the third period ended, let along homeroom.
I am not having a dream. I appear to have slept heavily after a long time. And rather in despite of having memory at all, I have a feeling that I was wrapped in something soft midway.
âââ
The second cla.s.s period was over, and the lively students who conversation with each other left their seats.
I regained a little composure with having slept, but thanks to that a sense of regret began to spring out.
I used the excuse of ma.s.sage practice so far, however, this morningâs act was indeed overboard. It is definitely unreasonable to even insist that was practice.
But well, itâs no use to even regret something I finished. Since an excuse isnât possible, I have no choice but to spy on her behavior.
âOi, did you see Ogasawara-san this morning? Skipping through the hallway? Ogasawara-san is usually quiet and moderate, and occasionally~, she looks only slightly like an idiot. But, she was cute again there.
âLook, look. Her big b.r.e.a.s.t.s are shaking, and her skirt is fluttering up, andâŠâŠc.r.a.p, I remember I had an erection.â
The boys, whom are within an easy reach, apparently on about a crazy topic of Ogasawara Makoto. It would seem that sheâs brain dead and only with her first cla.s.s appearance. Nevertheless, she is a beautiful black hair girl with big b.r.e.a.s.t.s and a childlike face. It is natural that a p.u.b.escent male student would jump on it.
Even so, itâs regrettable to say that she looks like a fool. That is extremely impolite to her.
She doesnât look like a fool. He is a genuine fool. And stupid.
But then after I teased her, why is she skipping and having a merry time? Â Because sheâs stupid, she can make do with anything and everything?
Is it a given that sheâs stupid, or does she possible not at all mind that she was played with me?
No, wait, if I remember correctly she said that I was gentler than usual today. With that in hand, far from being depressed, isnât she pleasured that teased her?
I give up: I thought that her brain was about to rot, but it may have finally begun to breed insects.
âNevertheless, Ogasawara-san this morning was prettier. Although I thought she became strangely adorably recently, it was special this morning.
âMmhm, although she skipped through in front of my eyes, floating gently was a sweet fragrance.
âOh, nice you. I want to smell it, too.â
Even more pretty. As expected, her being pleased this morning was definitely a mistake. Although it was necessary to spy at her att.i.tude, it wouldnât be needed anymore if sheâs glad about it.
âFurthermore, her hair is silky and skin is l.u.s.trous. But donât you say, although a rude discussion, donât you say she smelt a little erotic? No, I didnât really smell erotic, it was, sensual, or ratherâŠâŠâ
Smell erotic? It is steadily becoming evident that she is a female pig. It is really moving. For a jest, did the smell of my s.e.m.e.n let our in her a.n.u.s mixed with v.a.g.i.n.al secretion and intestinal fluids of hers? Come to think of it, she wouldâve handled it properly.
âAh, did you experience it, too? Although it felt like she super pure and innocent feeling previously, she is strangely erotic recently. Her rather childish face and body was originally erotic, but didnât her atmosphere has become s.e.xyâŠâŠ.I canât explain it well by mouth.â
The erotic atmosphere and smell is a gift of the training. But well, it seems to have developed into an erotic talk of healthy male p.u.b.escent high school students.
Since the tiredness was still there, I decided to apply a break to sleep and tried to put my face down on my desk again.
âBut, on the topic of Ogasawara-san, Sasaki is one of the set. It is impossible for one of us to be able to win.â
The moment I tried to bring down my body forward, the words Sasaki reached and I raised my body softly.
âYup. However, was there a place where Sasaki and Ogasawara were seen together?â
âNooope.â
âBecause it is simply that they always attract attention, they donât flirt in public. The crowd making a fuss would be troublesome. It is a discussion that even Ogasawara-san would hate.â
âBut, arenât there stories about their incredible relationship? Surely theyâre doing several of things behind the scenes. Niceee, Iâd also like to make such a beautiful girl mine.â
My ears p.r.i.c.ked up to the conversation, but there doesnât seem the fruits are more than the information that I collected. They seem to avoid contact in school, but there is a matter in hand that a rumor spread those two are in a relation.
âI see~. Although I donât mind the public eyes if it was me, I mean, I want to proudly make out on purpose within public.â
âSure, since such a thing wonât happen even if the world is destroyed.â
Concluded that there is no point even if I listen to more than this, I stopped straining my ears. And then, I thought over my thoughts when shutting my eyes faced down on my desk.
No matter how much information is collected, the results are the same. The clue is nil to approaching the core. Generally speaking, Ogasawara Makoto and Sasaki Tatsuya within school, no, there is no doubt that they also avoid contact outside of school.
The best solution is to leave it alone if they donât contact, but that isnât fine, Iâm absolutely interested.
In order to approach to the core, do I come in contact with a boundlessly close person to the person himself, or do I come directly in contact with him? However, Iâd like to avoid moving as much as possible.
All the same, itâs wise to ask for a third personâs cooperation.
I insert a hand in the pocket among my blouse with my face fallen on the desk, and took out my phone. And then, I quickly checked to see an incoming indication.
A received e-mail. And the contents.
âKijima-san?
I can judge only one person who I sent with the mail contents. It is simply Satonaka Akira.
Although itâs surprising that I didnât exchange a conversation, I seem to have taken care of the information collection if I successfully put her on a cajolery.