I just thought we had to hurry up since they were on their way?" I asked, feigning innocence.
"You fiend—" Aika's tease was cut short as I moved my hips again, and I wasn't stopping this time either.
Although my thrusts were short and awkward due to me being hurt from yesterday's exercises, hence proving me incapable of lifting Aika, the brunette didn't seem to mind it much. The folds of her wet, pink pussy lovingly wrapped around my invading thick cock, while both moans, grunts and shrieks of pleasure passed her pale, plush lips.
When Aika showed no indication of moving herself I tried to have her lie on her back, only to find that Aika complied quite easily. 'I might just be digging my own grave,' I mumbled as he looked down at the busty pervert, her face scrunched up in pleasure and covered in sweat. "But fuck it, go big or go home.."
After saying that, I started to fuck Aika's snatch hard and deep, making the brunette's eyes widen while she clawed at the wet tarp underneath her. I heard the tearing of cloth, but didn't slow down at all. The only other sounds that filled the room were the meaty slapping sound of my balls hitting Aika's firm asscheeks, as well as my own grunts of pleasure.
Aika herself only seemed to be capable of opening and closing her mouth rapidly, as if she was a fish on dry land. There was also the obscene, wet sucking sound of my cock sliding in and out of Aika's twitching twat, and I could swear he heard a softer, but similar, sound coming from the Kendo duo at the side.
However, after only a few minutes of roughly pounding Aika's pussy. I felt my orgasm approaching. He tried pulling his hips back, but found that Aika's long, strong legs stopped me from getting very far.
When I looked down at her face, I found that she was flashing me a weak, but triumphant, smile, before using her legs to pull me back inside. Then, with a deep, dark groan of pleasure, I dumped my second load inside her. Aika managed to release a quiet moan of pleasure as her pink depths were filled with thick, hot semen, most of which ended up escaping her pussy to stain the blanket she was lying on, before her legs became limp enough for me to pull his hips back further.
The kendo twins were still slumped, enjoying the afterglow of their own orgasam. Although my knees threatened to buckle due to how sensitive I was. It didn't stop me from amassing enough energy to put my clothes back on. My pants were a problem though, my cock was still buried deep inside of Aika. Ever so often twitching with certain spurts of semen.
"I really need to work on my stamina…" I groaned after I pulled my cock out of Aika's snatch. There was an improvement as though I feel like I still got one more in me without collapsing, but there was no time for that. If they didn't show up for the whole of our period, they definitely would be here during break.
Aika waved me off. "After what you just pulled?" she croaked as she felt a small waterfall of my cum oozing from her gaping and twitching pussy. "You bet." She added with a fierce, but tired smile.
Tsubaki •~
It was a fairly normal day as far as the Vice President was concerned. Normal patrol around the school, greetings from all of the students, the pervert trio on the prowl. But admittedly, she had been seeing less of Issei around his friends lately. And more around Kusora.
Kusora certainly was a name that got a few talking while in the girls locker room. While almost unheard off in the Student Council room, Kusora seemed to be the only other boy girls seemed to talk about apart from Kiba, who was more popular.
Personally, Kusora looked a fair bit better compared to Kiba. And that's saying a lot since his competition is a literal devil. That opinion may be because she was forced to interact with him daily as partners of running Kuoh.
Tsubaki wasn't very much privy to human gossip, but she won't deny that all the talk about him got her a bit curious.
So one could only imagine her surprise when she chose to make way to the storage room early, only to be roused by a noise that had her staring at that very man having sex for the past thirty minutes.
Normally most students never got up to this sort of behaviour. She suspected some of the girls may be hiding something of this nature, since Sona definitely did not condone this act. In terms of what she was seeing through the small gap in the door, it was definite grounds for action.
She could've skipped out and told Sona, and she would've been there by the minute. The sheer fact that said President is standing right next to her as she remembers this silently should've clued in as to what she chose to do. Her president has enough to stress about in terms of Rias and her god awful arrangements. A couple of humans weren't much for her, at least right now, on this day.
At this moment.
Yes. This is her argument, and she's sticking with it.
"Something smells off." Sona said. "Has this been cleaned recently?"
"I don't think so." Tsubaki replied. "It is part of the Old School Building, and is often tucked away from the sight of the janitors."
"I thought Rias would have used this space to at least store a few old things." Sona said. "Looks like the only thing she took from the area were the sofas. Probably had Sirzechs get them cleaned."
The Sports Festival wasn't too far off. It might only be a matter of a month, and the students might have had to go through Golden Week and midterms afterwards. But Sona didn't seem sure when she would get the time to at least make the arrangements for the Sports Festival easier by moving some equipment to the Gym.
Her sister didn't play around when it came to spending free time with her. She might not be available for Golden Week as she's making way to Kyoto, but afterwards it's free game. Not that Sona knew about it. Serafall made sure to swear her into secrecy.