"Yes, he left," Takashi exclaimed, caressing his milf girlfriend's breasts while still kissing her. "You see? He feels nothing for you the way I do, Kyoko-sensei."
"I know I said that if I chose Tejima-sensei, I'd stay away from you, but the truth is, if you hadn't chosen me, I would fight for you—because I love Sensei Hayashi Kyoko."
Amidst words and cheesy phrases, Takashi's manhood was reaching its limit, just as Hayashi's hole was melting with the pounding of his pelvis. Both were about to cum to each other's rhythm.
"Do you mean it?" She doubted for a moment.
"I love you. I love Kyoko-sensei. I love how committed you are to your profession. I love your scent. I love the texture of your lips. I love the taste of your body," Takashi declared, now kissing the woman's neck.
"Then love me." She hugged Komuro's body, pressing it against her own.
"Love me tonight until dawn, and forever! Kyyaaaa!"
She didn't care if her neighbors ended up hearing her or if she was discovered. She was an adult woman with adult needs; her neighbors couldn't imagine the sexual machine that mysterious man Hayashi was with was a young man.
Her neighbors were left in shame at the stamina of whoever it was that was fucking Kyoko. If you think a six-minute song is an eternity, pity your girlfriend for believing six minutes is an eternity.
"We've been a couple ever since..." Hayashi finished recounting. She could scarcely omit the lascivious details of what they had done with her boyfriend, leaving her two new friends red-faced, who ended up laughing after hearing the story.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, nothing. It's just that it makes me laugh knowing that today's young men are more interested, amorously, in women our age than in their own," Rika remarked, finishing her initial drink.
"Well, there aren't girls their age with our charms," they spoke of their two big reasons each.
"A killer rack and a divine ass undoubtedly make anyone fall in love," Rika commented. Well, then, that would be four reasons for each.
"What's your guy's name, Hayashi-sensei?"
"I won't say it!" she remarked, red-faced.
"Please, I want to know his name. If I didn't tell anyone when you were seeing Tejima-sensei, I won't tell anyone about the student you're dating." Shizuka wanted to meet this boy.
"You too, Rika-chan. I want to know the name of your special guy."
"Why the interest?" Minami asked.
"Why the interest, Kiriko-chan?" Yukka asked in response to the Miyamoto woman's question about knowing the name of Yuriko and Maresato's lover after hearing their anecdotes at that other spot in Tokonosu.
"Since we're confessing our little adventures, I was thinking of sharing the guilt," she was proposing something. It couldn't be good.
"What are you talking about?" Yuriko asked.
"What I'm proposing is a meeting with them, to have a party," Kiriko said.
"A party?" Kyoko asked upon hearing Shizuka's idea—we returned to the teachers.
"Not a regular party. One where it could be the three of us and the three of them," Marikawa suggested with embarrassment and shame.
"One where we could be with them, switch turns, or let the three of them pay attention to one of us in turns. Just imagine—three young men like our young lovers giving us their love all at the same time." The image was far too hot for Yuriko and Yukka's arousal.
"Wow, Shizuka. I didn't think you had such a perverted imagination," Rika joked.
"After all, I do many perverted things with my boyfriend," she said with a blush on her cheeks.
"I think he'd like the idea."
"If what you're proposing is just because you want to know my guy's name, I'll tell you. But don't think I want to be in... an orgy," Hayashi whispered the last part. They were in a public place, she remembered.
"Come on, Hayashi-sensei." Minami liked the idea.
"Just think about it. Two boys just as endowed as your boyfriend giving you love from three sides at the same time, it sounds delicious."
"No!" she shouted.
"I'll tell you his name only if you do the same. But I'm not participating in something like that."
"We're not going to participate in something like that, Kiriko. But if you want so badly to know my boyfriend's name, I'll mention it," Takagi threatened.
"Me too. The idea of participating in something like that disgusts me. My body is only for him because my idiot husband doesn't know how to appreciate me," Yukka said.
"Alright, on the count of three..."
"On the count of three, we'll say our boyfriend's name," Hayashi added as well.
"One, two, three!"
"Komuro Takashi!" — Yuriko Takagi.
"Komuro Takashi!" — Shizuka Marikawa.
"Komuro Takashi!" — Kiriko Miyamoto.
"Komuro Takashi!" — Kyoko Hayashi.
"Komuro Takashi!" — Yukka Maresato.
"Komuro Takashi!" — Rika Minami.
The fire had been stoked, but instead of feeding the flame with kindling, they threw gasoline.
"What?... Eh?!"
None could hear what the others had said. Almost immediately, each group of these women ran to Komuro's house. Just as the gasoline was thrown onto the fire and began spreading dangerously, dynamite fell onto the blaze and magnified the damage.
"This is Komuro's house," Yuriko said, arriving alone, accompanied by Kiriko and Yukka, standing in front of Takashi's house.
"What?" Rika, Shizuka, and Hayashi appeared behind them. "Who are you, people? What are you doing at my Takashi-kun's house?"
"Your Takashi-kun?" Kiriko asked. "Who are you, people?"
"I'm Takashi-kun's girlfriend," Shizuka said, taking the lead.
"No way. Takashi-kun is my boyfriend," Hayashi and Rika said respectively.
"What nonsense are you saying? Takashi-kun is my boyfriend," Yuriko put her foot into the war.
"He's mine!" Yukka and Kiriko shouted, putting their declaration of war on the table of conflict.
The only one who wasn't in the middle of that battle about to begin was Takashi Komuro. But when he arrived, rather than being the prize to win, he would be the one they'd tear apart in the midst of the battle.
To be continued…
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