"Check it out," Gamo said, opening her handbag a crack to let Yoshi and Sakura peer inside.
"What even is that?" Sakura asked.
"It's some booze that I swiped off some old guy this morning," Gamo explained, closing the bag.
"Okay, but why?" Sakura asked.
"I was gonna split it with you all, but Hayacchi is preoccupied with her swim club, besides, I don't even know where we could go to break it open without getting caught." Gamio sighed.
"What about going up to that clubroom she always hangs out in?" Sakura suggested.
A smug smile spread across Gamo's lips. "Yeah, if Hayacchi isn't here, let's go share with Paisen instead!"
"Fluffy!" Yoshi Chirped in.
The three girls made their up the stairs to the floor the art club room was on, and quickly strolled down the deserted halls till they found the correct door. Without so much as a knock or warning of their presence, Yoshi burst open the door and let the group in.
Inside, they found a confused and slightly afraid Senpai. He quickly regained his composure from the middle of the room, sitting on a small stool in front of an easel holding an empty canvas.
"O-oh, it's just you," Senpai said in a weak voice. His eyes quickly scanned their group before saying, "No Nagatoro?"
"Don't sound so disappointed, Paisen," Gamo said, taking a couple of steps into the room. Sakura shut the door behind the group. "Today is a special day. A day for celebration." Gamo said with a sneer.
"Celebrate!" Yoshi said, pointing her finger at Senpai.
"Celebrate what?" He asked.
"Well, it was to celebrate passing midterms, but Hayacchi got tied up with her swim club stuff, so you will have to be her replacement!" Gamo said.
"Oh, is that so?' Paisen pushed his glasses up onto the bridge of his nose. "And how were you going to celebrate?"
Gamo grabbed a small table and dragged it across the room while Yoshi and Sakura grabbed a few chairs for them all to sit around it. With the makeshift table set up, Gamo pulled the large bottle of alcohol from her bag and loudly clanked it onto the table.
It took a moment for Senpai to read the label and realize that he was looking at the real thing.
"Wh-where did you get that?! And why did you bring it to school of all places?!" Senpai asked, scooting away from the table as if physically touching the bottle would get him in trouble immediately.
"Doesn't matter where it came from, What matters is we are going to split it," Gamo said, getting up from her chair and circling senpai. She put her hands on his shoulders and scooted him back up to the table.
"Do you have any cups in here, or are we going to have to share the bottle?" Gamo asked.
"Y-You can't be serious," Senpai replied.
"Alright, fine. No cups. Yoshi, open it up. Everyone gets a swig then passes it to the next person until the bottle is gone." Gamo Instructed.
Yoshi bit into the top of the bottle, ripping the packaging away. Almost as soon as the top came off the smell of booze could be smelled in the small confined area. Without hesitation, Yoshi pounded back her first mouthful. She set the bottle on the table and slid it over to Sakura. Yoshi had a disgruntled look on her face.
"How is it, Yoshi?" Gamo asked, sitting back down at her spot.
"Disgusting!" Yoshi exclaimed.
Sakura started to put the bottle to her lips when Senpai burst in. "Wait, wait, we do have dishware in the cabinet over there, use that at least!"
Gamo walked over to the cabinet in question and opened it. After rifling through it for a moment grabbed four teacups.
"I assume these are yours, or the president's right?" Gamo said, setting the cups down on the table.
"Y-yeah, she keeps them in the classroom," Senpai said.
Gamo passed one out to everyone, and sakura poured a small amount of the liquor into her cup before bringing it to her lips and quickly slurping it down. Like Yoshi, she cringed after swallowing, But didn't complain and moved the bottle to Gamo. Gamo quickly did the same, pounding back her drink. She seems more accustomed to the taste than the others. With the three girls have gone, all their eyes turned to Senpai. Gamo set the bottle in front of Senpai and waited.
"I never agreed to this, remember?" Senpai said, folding his arms.
"Too late to chicken out now, Paisen." Gamo grinned. She grabbed the bottle and poured a swig into Senpai's cup. "We all did it, now it's your turn."
"As if I could ever do something like this. You know, you could get expelled just for having that stuff. If I were to report-" Senpai started.
"You would get expelled too," Gamo said flatly. "You think they are going to believe that you weren't involved with the three of us, drinking in YOUR clubroom? You don't have any choice, Paisen. You have to do it, or everyone gets expelled."
Senpai gulped and stared at the bottle for a moment, weighing his options.
"F-fine, you have tied my hands here. I guess I have no choice then." Senpai squeaked out.
"Blackmail!" Yoshi said, staring intently at Senpai.
With a shaking hand, Senpai reached for his cup. He sniffed the rim. The smell was repugnant. Nevertheless, he held his breath and knocked back the cup, letting the foul liquid wash over his sense of taste. He recoiled harshly to it, but after a moment swallowed it.
"Good job, Paisen. I didn't think you had it in you!" Gamo smiled.
"You should be nicer to Senpai, after all this is supposed to be a celebration, right?" Sakura asked.
Yoshi went ahead and reached for the bottle, opting to skip the cup and just chugging again from the bottle before passing it to Sakura.
"Hmm, I suppose you are right. Maybe we should reward Paisen for going along with us and taking Hayacchi's place." Gamo said, leaning back in her chair and thinking while sakura poured her second round. "But what could we reward Paisen with?"
"Lewds!" Yoshi suggested.
The bottle was passed to Gamo who quickly poured herself another shot and slid the bottle over to Senpai. With a laugh, Gamo said, "Well yeah, we all know Paisen would like that. But does he deserve that much?"
"You all have the wrong idea," Senpai said as he hesitantly poured himself his second drink, intentionally making it smaller than the first. Then sliding the emptying bottle to Yoshi.
"Oh, is that right?' Gamo asked. She then pointed to Sakura. "She has been with lots of boys, I bet if you wanted to feel her chest she would let you, especially now."
"Is that true, Senpai, do you want to feel these?" Sakura unbuttoned the top button of her shirt and pressed her arms together, accentuating her cleavage.
"N-No!" Senpai said, his cheeks growing rosy.
Gamo rolled her eyes with a short laugh as Yoshi took her last shot from the bottle and handed it to Sakura.
"He is just shy, you will never get him to say what he really wants, you know," Gamo said.
Sakura took her last drink and handed it to Gamo, who did the same before handing the last bits of alcohol to Senpai. With a grimace, Senpai finished off the bottle and set it down.
"Kudos, Paisen. I was really worried you would be a sort of buzzkill for this sort of thing. I guess you earned that reward after all." Gamo said, getting up from her seat and circling Senpai's chair. From her spot standing above Senpai, she nodded at Sakura who smiled back. As Sakura stood up, much to Senpai's confusion, he felt Gamo's arms slide under his, and hook around his shoulders, restraining him. She pulled him back, out away from the table a foot or two.
"Hey, what are you…" Senpai started before Sakura slid down on top of him. She sat on his lap, sitting backward in the chair. From her slight elevation, she was looking down at him, his face was about level with her chest.
Sakura smiled down at him and reached towards his face, plucking his glasses off his nose before her free hand snaked around the back of his head, her fingers intertwining with his hair. She then pushed his head and her chest forward, smashing the two into one another.
It was a strange moment of clarity for Senpai. This kind of thing, this harassment that these girls were pushing way too far. Normally, senpai would have been beside himself with how to react. However, he felt calmer than he thought he should. Perhaps it was the slightly altered state of mind he was coming into, Senpai felt like he had barely drunk anything, but with the combined factors of him having no tolerance, and his 'beansprout' body type it wasn't out of the realm of possibility that he was, in fact, a bit tipsy.
Senpai struggled for a bit, but once he felt the soft tender embrace of Sakura's bust he was overwhelmed. He had longed dreamed of this sort of thing, despite never admitting to it. He just never imagined it would happen under these kinds of circumstances. Despite where his heart may truly lie, the soft warmth of her skin, and the undeniable friction that her butt is causing nestled right in his lap as it moved side to side was too much.
"Oh!" Sakura exclaimed, pulling back a bit as she felt herself get poked in the bottom. "That was rather quick."
As Sakura pulled her chest back, Senpai's face was beet red and he was breathing more heavily now.
Sakura squirmed a bit more, intentionally rubbing her butt against him. She smiled at him before standing up.
"Geeze, Paisen you are a pervert, huh?" Gamo sneered.
Senpai turned to face her and was about to start arguing when Yoshi plopped down in front of him and began to poke and prod at the bulge in his pants.
"Ah!" Senpai let out a sharp cry as Yoshi toyed with him through his pants. Yoshi moved her hand down and gripped him, feeling the full outline of his member.
"énorme" Yoshi quietly said, slowly tracing the outline.
Almost as if in a trance, Yoshi slowly moved her hand to Senpai's zipper and started to undo it.
"Hey, Wait!" Senpai said, pulling against Gamo, who was watching Yoshi with great interest.
In only a moment the pants were unzipped and Senpai's erection was set loose for all to see. There was an audible gasp followed by silence. All three girls stared at him, transfixed on the throbbing member.
"Wh-whoa, Paisen. What the hell? You've been packing something like THAT this whole time?!" Gamo said, finally losing some of her composure. The hint of a blush forming on her cheeks. Gamo's grip loosened so Senpai could easily wiggle out now.
"Wow, it is big, huh?" Sakura said, clapping her hands together. She kneeled next to Yoshi for a better look. "Bigger than most I've seen, at least."
Senpai, his face now blushing at full capacity, lowered his arms out of Gamo's restraint and went to try to cover himself, grabbing the edge of his trousers.
However, before he could, Yoshi beat him to it again. Her hand quickly darted forward and planted itself around the base of his shaft.
"Ah!" Senpai quietly cried out as Yoshi's soft hand made contact. It was pleasantly warm and stunned him in place with sensation.
"Brûlure…" Yoshi commented, feeling the burning heat come from Senpai's dick. In Yoshi's grip, she could feel his heartbeat from one of the protruding veins. Instinct, or maybe just curiosity kicked in, and she began to move her hand, sliding it up the shaft towards the head.
Senpai was at a loss for words, partly because he couldn't believe what was happening. But also because it felt like the wind was knocked out of his lungs when Yoshi started touching him there.
Sakura watched intently as Yoshi Stroked Senpai before piping up. "Have you done this before, Yoshi?"
Yoshi furiously shook her head.
"Well, let me show you then," Sakura said, reaching her hand out and placing it over the head. "They like it when you play with this part."
Gamo Stood behind Senpai, watching. She was curiously quiet.
"Oh no! Ahahahaha!" Sakura giggled as she pulled her hand away. A clear string of fluid attached from her palm to the tip of Senpai's manhood. "I didn't know it felt that good, Senpai. I'm sorry for teasing you. We will move on if you like."
"Wha- Move on?" Senpai was still having a hard time regaining his breath.
"Let go, Yoshi. And watch me, okay?" Sakura instructed.
Yoshi let go and her hand was immediately replaced by Sakura's. Sakura leaned in and lowered her face to Senpai's twitching shaft. She puckered her lips and kissed the head. Hovering there momentarily before parting her lips and engulfing the phallus in her mouth. A technique in which she had much practice.
Senpai could feel her soft but firm tongue wriggle against him. As her saliva coated him, he wasn't even able to feel any teeth. Truly, she was a master at this sort of thing. Senpai felt helpless in this situation, he knew that he should resist. He should fight back, tell them to stop. But the words stuck in his throat. He… didn't want them to stop. It felt too good. His mind was getting fuzzy. It's hard to tell what's right and wrong anymore…
Senpai leaned his head back, letting out a held breath, and found Gamo looming over him. Startled, but unable to move, he got a surprising sight. It seemed that Gamo had gotten a bit flustered watching Sakura fellate Senpai. Her cheeks were a dark crimson, and Senpai could see that her nipples were erect, poking through her thin shirt.
His attention was again brought back down to his lap as Sakura slurped extra hard on him before releasing him from her vice grip with a loud wet pop.
"Do you want to try, Yoshi?" Sakura offered as if she was offering her friend a sip of a drink.
Yoshi was hesitant, staring at Senpai's slick manhood. Unfortunately for her Gamo stepped in.
"I was wanting to try next…" Gamo said, her voice was different, breathy, the mocking tone was gone.
"Go ahead, Gamo!" Sakura said, smiling. She stood and took a step back, pulling Yoshi with her.
Gamo stepped up in front of Senpai in their place and looked down at him. A lustful hunger in her eye.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," Gamo muttered as she took a step forward, sliding down into Senpai's lap. The front of her skirt was bunched up between their bodies, and the back hung down between Senpai's legs as she straddled him. She was bigger than him and looked down at him with an expectant gaze. Senpai could feel her soft rump rubbing against his member. He could feel the tiny bit of fabric that passed as her panties, too.
"Don't disappoint me, Paisen," Gamo instructed coldly before lifting her weight just enough to slip her hands between her legs. She pulled her panties to the side, exposing her glistening slit before grabbing Senpai roughly and lining him up with her hole.
Gamo lowered herself, Senpai slowly, almost painfully parted her lips as she forced him in. Once the head was in, she slowly put more and more of her weight down until she was once again sitting in Senpai's lap. Her face was a mixed expression of pain and pleasure. Once Senpai was fully hilted inside her, Gamo rested there for a moment.
"You're bigger than you look." She said with a half-smile.
Without waiting for a response, Gamo clutched onto Senpai's shoulders as she began to lift herself, she could feel Senpai scraping at her walls as he left. She raised herself until only the head was still in, and reversed motion, taking it in again. But a little faster this time.
Senpai was overwhelmed and didn't know what to do. His hands shifted from her thighs to her ass to her back until Gamo, with a frustrated grunt, ripped open her shirt. Revealing her plump ripe breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra.
"Play with these." She ordered before continuing her gyration.
Senpai eagerly grabbed her breasts, squeezing them, savoring their soft warmth. The small amount of giving before the flesh firms up was amazing.
As Gamo got into a rhythm she seemed to like. Her breathing got heavy and her moans got louder. At one point her hand trailed down her body to her nethers. She savagely tore away her skirt to better get at her love button that so ferociously demanded attention.
This went on for several minutes, the wet slapping sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed throughout the entire room, accented only by Gamo and Senpai's moans of pleasure. Sakura and Yoshi returned to their previous positions, getting a better look at the action.
"G-Gamo…" Senpai finally called out, warning her of his nearing climax.
"W-wait, you can't cum inside me!" Gamo said. She abruptly freed herself of his dick, standing up straight.
As he was pulled out of her, it was quick enough to not inseminate Gamo, but not quick enough to abort the orgasm. Senpai bit his lip and rolled his head back as the inevitable happened. Sakura and Yoshi were directly in the line of fire. Thick strands of gooey semen fired out and hit Sakura and Yoshi respectively, both the girls got at least one strand on the face or chest.
"Oh, my Senpai!" Sakura swooned, her hand instinctively moving to scrape up the semen before putting her finger in her mouth for a taste.
Yoshi seemed distraught, but Sakura's cool demeanor kept her in line.
"Not bad, but you should change your diet," Sakura commented, smiling.
Gamo dismounts, getting out from my standing straddle on Senpai, and grabbed her skirt off the floor before plopping down on the art room's couch.
"Dammit, Paisen. You didn't let me finish." Gamo complained, looking at the ceiling tiles.
"S-sorry." He apologized, he was still woozy from the orgasm, his head swimming.
"Well, I'll let you make it up to me. Tomorrow, maybe?" Gamo said, looking over at Senpai and cocking an eyebrow.
Senpai met her gaze for a moment before looking away, ashamed at what he had done now that his senses were returning to him.
Sakura helped Yoshi clean up and Gamo got dressed after a few minutes of cooldown. Likewise, Senpai fixed himself up to look somewhat presentable again. There was still a sizable stain on the floor. A collection of bodily fluids pooled under where the chair sat.
"I'll take care of it, You guys go ahead and get out of here," Senpai instructed.
"Sure thing, Paisen," Gamo said as she stretched and got up. Sakura and Yoshi followed her out of the classroom.
As they left the art club, they noticed something. Right outside the door, sitting on the floor with her knees tucked up to her chest, was Nagatoro. Her cheeks were red, and her eyes puffy, but no words were exchanged between her and the group of girls. Only a knowing gaze. The other girls walked away as Nagatoro sat there, contemplating.