(Slight NSFW below...)
She whimpered, not knowing what to say, when he flexed his hips and stirred his still-hard cock inside her flooded pussy.
The wet squelch was obscene.
So was the way more of his cum bubbled out and dripped down his balls.
And then, he pulled back watching their juices flood out of her cunt, thick and pearlescent, every tiny movement forcing more of it out.
"Mm..we can't dirty the room,
Miyuki. So, you have to swallow more of it inside your greedy hole you know."
He looked at her with a teasing smile, then shoved his cock again, pushing the cream inside her again.
Then started moving in and out.
This time not as slowly as before.
This time he fucked her like he owned her.
Hard.
Deep.
Relentless.
Every ass-rippling thrust punching a wet, filthy slap of skin on skin into the room, punctuated by the obscene gurgle of his cock churning their combined cum inside her.
Miyuki's legs locked around his waist again, heels digging bruises into his ass, pulling him deeper like she couldn't get enough.
Her nails clawed fresh red lines down his back through his shirt, teeth biting hard to prevent the desperate moans, as he fucked her over and over,
The head of his cock battering her cervix again and again, kissing it, grinding against it, until she was trembling all over.
Her cunt spasming, fluttering, gushing fresh slick around him with every thrust.
He shifted his angle, tilting his hips so the thick ridge along the underside of his shaft dragged over her swollen clit with every stroke.
Then he changed position and took her from behind, thrusting hard in a doggy-style rhythm, her ass rippling from the force of each impact as he slammed into her again and again, even through her orgasms.
Even as her juices splashed against him, he didn't stop. Even as his cock throbbed and spurted out its scalding spill, he kept driving into her, pushing her toward senseless pleasure.
The more he fucked her the more he wanted to fuck her.
And he did, pounding her spasming cunt over and over.
Time passed and soon, the bell rang.
The break after second period was the long break, half an hour of free time.
Kisaragi Miyuki had no idea how much time had passed, but the class bell had already rung...
Finally after a long time, she released the collar now marked with fine tooth imprints, covered her lips with her hand, her somewhat unfocused eyes staring at him.
"This... class has already started. You... you should go back to the classroom, otherwise... otherwise you'll be late."
Pinching her lightly flushed little face, Sasaki said. "The next period is Tomoe's class. Skipping one won't matter. Anyway, she'll probably come find me after it ends too."
Kisaragi Miyuki whimpered a couple of soft reprimands at his delinquent behavior, then fell silent.
Sasaki was right.
Hearing that he had been called to the student guidance room by Kisaragi Miyuki, as soon as class ended, Hyoudou Tomoe hurriedly rushed over with her lesson plan in her arms.
But before she could even speak, she suffered the same fate as Miyuki...
The moment she opened her mouth, it was sealed.
Although it wasn't convenient to speak, it wasn't impossible.
Sitting in Sasaki's lap, Hyoudou Tomoe tilted her swan-like fair and graceful neck, eyes rolling to the side as she accused:
"You... how could you do that to Miyuki..."
Sitting on the chair with his arms around her slim waist, Sasaki's voice came out somewhat muffled.
"Don't blame me. She came looking for me."
Although she wanted to say something about his philandering, being filled to the brim and filled until she could hardly stand, Hyoudou Tomoe selectively forgot the scene.
Instead, she pursued her lips, thought for a long while, then asked.
"Is it... because of... last night's... thing?"
"Mm~"
Sasaki nodded.
Thinking about last night, the beauty's soft white cheeks flushed with shame and she asked haltingly.
"Last night... what exactly... happened? Why... what Kurumi said... I completely... don't understand."
It seemed Kurumi hadn't explained anything to them after he left.
In that case, it was up to him.
"You already have some guesses in your heart, right? Kurumi isn't human."
Hearing her words, her trembling brows knit into a frown, but she didn't interrupt him and continued listening.
"She's a succubus. She..."
Sasaki explained Kurumi's situation in full.
Anyway, it was not really a secret he couldn't tell his women.
He wasn't sure whether she had really listened to his words.
In any case, after he finished, she showed no intention of asking questions.
A long while later, she leaned against Sasaki's shoulder and asked:
"Kurumi... what is Kurumi?"
"..."
Knowing she hadn't really listened, Sasaki repeated everything once more.
Although her thoughts felt sluggish, as if coated in paste, she still had the capacity to think.
After hearing his explanation again, she opened her watery, affectionate eyes, widening in disbelief.
But the surprise lasted only a moment before she restrained her shocked expression.
If there could be an object that hypnotized people, then the existence of some other strange creature didn't seem all that surprising.
Unlike Hyoudou Tomoe's calm reaction, Kisaragi Miyuki, who had finally recovered on the side of the desk, stared blankly at Sasaki and asked. "Kurumi... is she really...?"
Thinking back to last night, when he tormented her a second time and she couldn't speak or move... plus her abnormal behavior after drinking, and the strange things Kurumi had said to Sasaki...
If Kurumi could use magic, then everything would make perfect sense.
Before, she had thought it was because she drank so much that she ended up throwing herself at Sasaki, the handsome young man she had a good impression of...
Now that she thought about it, it really had been abnormal.
But so what if she figured it out now?
What shouldn't have happened had already happened.
She and Sasaki...
Noticing Hyoudou Tomoe in his arms, the now fully aware Kisaragi Miyuki was shocked to the extreme and her eyes suddenly widened.
"You two... how could you possibly..."
Although she had been dazed at the time, she knew Tomoe was different from her.
She herself had resisted albeit barely and only gave in because ...uh...because he was too strong and she couldn't fight back... but Tomoe clearly approached him willingly.
From the moment he kissed her, her passion was no less than his.
It was obvious that they were in the throes of passion.
No...it was four of them.
But now... how could she do this!
Yesterday, Tomoe had already accepted the fact that her boyfriend and her best friend had accidentally ended up together.
She had no choice but to accept, after all, it wasn't her boyfriend's fault.
If she broke up with him over this, she would be the one who lost out while someone else benefited.
So Tomoe could only accept it.
But now it seemed someone had a problem with it.
Twisting her head around, she glanced at Kisaragi Miyuki with her wide-open eyes.
"Miyuki, I was here first. If anyone's asking questions, shouldn't it be me asking you?"
"What's with you? Yesterday being an accident is one thing, but today you called my boyfriend here on purpose... isn't that going a bit too far?"
?
To be honest, Miyuki never expected to hear such words come from Tomoe's mouth.
She struggled to prop herself up and asked. "You were first? Boyfriend? So you two were already...?"
"This isn't allowed! How could you two..."
Knowing that both Kisaragi Miyuki and Takamine Ayako were extremely stubborn and rigid, Tomoe let out a soft hum:
"As long as no one else finds out, it's fine. Just like right now, everyone thinks Sasaki did something wrong and got called to the guidance room. Who would suspect anything?
Who would dare?"
"Besides..."
In the end, she narrowed those seductive, fox-like eyes, and gave a half-smile that wasn't quite a smile:
"If Miyuki really thinks this isn't allowed, then why did you call Sasaki to the guidance room first thing in the morning?"
"I... I was just..."
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