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Sorry about this being late. Had some obligations to take care of, and now I have... so have another chapter.
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It was a few minutes later that the fuss had subsided, and the girls were back in their seat. Keima had to endure yet another measuring, this time from Nanaka, who had joined in the rock, paper, scissors battle, only to actually win this time… maybe she hadn't been expecting to reign victorious, because she was basically quaking before Keima.
"H-how do I e'en do this!?" she was in line with Keima's crotch as she stared at it in its clothed glory. Keima couldn't stand the self-conscious feeling that came from having her so close.
"You just need to lower down the boxers and measure from the base…" he answered. Nanaka seemed to blanch at that, which led Keima to want to try again, "look, do you want me to do it?"
"No!" the orange-head retorted, "I agreed ta this, and I'll do it!" she steeled her resolve, "though it'd be nice if ya could take off them pants now…"
As uninviting as the idea sounded, Keima had agreed to this as well, so he complied, also reminding her from where to begin. While she seemed reluctant, she knew it wasn't actually impossible… or rather, she felt the reluctance was more due to her own thoughts.
"Yer name is Keima, right?" she asked, glancing up at his handsome face.
"Yes… Katsuragi Keima…" he gave her a smile, "with the same kanji as the Shougi piece, if you're wondering…"
Honestly, this was very strange for him… the last time he'd seen her was outside Tenri's house after she'd drunkenly kissed him after all that juice. Yet here she was, basically a metre away from his junk… and if the 5 months hadn't been enough, she didn't remember him at all. A frown came to his face.
"Y-you don't have to do this," he turned away, "you don't even know who I am…"
"Yer Keima, my third knight…" she answered, and Keima turned back at the familiar line, "I guess I said sum'tin like that before?"
"Do you remember saying that?" Keima asked. Honestly, he'd been surprised at how okay even the girls who hadn't been hosts of the Goddesses (and therefore, not gotten the memories of his involvement in their lives back) had been… could it be that the memory erasing had been botched up?
"I don'…" Nanaka muttered, "but even if my brain don' remember it, ma bones do…" she stood up, "I did kiss ya before, din' I?" Keima nodded, "how waz it like?"
"You were honestly acting a little drunk," Keima admitted, "though all you'd had was juice…"
"Juice?"
"Well, I'd helped you fill the gap in your heart, and you'd beat Tenri in Shougi, so we'd had a little party…" he scratched his head… honestly speaking, he knew he'd have to answer to most of the girls, but it felt strange recounting it… he doubted there would be any consequences, considering his collar was long since removed… just, he figured he'd never see some of these girls again.
And yet, there he was… and they were going to be seeing a lot more of him than they probably wanted.
"Yer know, iss okay…" she gave him an infectious smile, "I do believe we met, and I'm hopin' ya won't erase my mem'ries again, so we can still meet…" Keima caught it.
"If I have any say in the matter, you should remember this…"
With that, she ducked down.
"Off with them pants, Keima!" she giggled, "I wanna see whatcha look like!"
"You know that makes me even more reluctant, right?" Keima responded. Still, Nanaka's beaming face didn't seem to dull, so he undid his pants again with a sigh, "don't expect anything impressive."
As he pulled the fabric of his boxers down for the second time, it confirmed the thing he'd suspected… with his (fairly normal) conversation with Nanaka, he had gotten somewhat soft… maybe not to the point of before, but enough that it would defeat the purpose of measuring it.
"Yeah…" Keima brought at back out again, "this isn't really good enough…"
"Really," Nanaka eyed it tentatively, "Wha's wrong wit it?"
Honestly speaking, Nanaka had been sleeping through part of the earlier session, so she really couldn't tell… like it did look kind of stiff and had more of a shape… so what was it?
"There isn't anything wrong as much as it isn't completely there…" he sighed, "I guess I'm going to have to do it…"
And to think he'd have to do it in front of a girl… one he barely knew out of the one week in his life he'd spent with her.
There was one thing you could say about Keima… even when he was reluctant, he'd never half-ass anything, and that included giving an accurate answer to the question the girls had.
"Are ya… masturbatin'?" Nanaka voiced her suspicions, her mouth dry. Keima gave a nod.
"You could measure it now, but it would be meaningless," he tightened his grip slightly, "it's going to need to get harder."
For a moment, the orange head didn't say anything, her eyes still not leaving him. He was fine now… so what was going to happen if he was completely hard?
"I-is it alrigh' that you do it?" she tried to swallow. Keima nodded again.
"You don't need to get involved with this if you don't want to," he assured her as his hands started tightening around his shaft.
It took slightly longer for Nanaka to notice what was changing. As he pulled against the skin, she noticed a particular shift right at the tip, which seemed to be covering and uncovering something she hadn't really noticed before.
"Wh-what is tha'. Keima?" she indicated to the slightly darker bulb which was going in and out of view.
"It's the head of the penis, basically," he pulled back the foreskin further so she could get a better look, "after it's completely hard, I won't be covered at all…"
Despite the clinical talk about it, Keima could feel his arousal increasing; He hadn't been imagining anything, but just Nanaka's interested stare in what he was doing was enough.
"A-actually…" she hesitated, "c-can I try?" she lifted her small hands, "I wann' see if I can do it…"
Keima loosened his grip and removed his hands altogether. While the nerves on Nanaka's face were obvious, she trooped on, her hands circling the girth of it. He hissed at the contact.
While Nanaka did seem absorbed at the task at hand, Keima could still tell that the class was still watching them, as they weren't behind the desk. When they noticed the gamer looking at them, some had the decency to look away…
Or in the case of Yui, she shot him a grin and circled her forefinger and thumb into a hole and sent her other forefinger through it. Keima ripped his eyes off and focussed back to the new sensation down there.
Nanaka seemed to be mirroring his jerking motion from before (although in a lot more gentle a manner than he was used to), but the curiosity was still there, as her other hand seemed to be ghosting over the different parts he would normally take for granted… like the dip at the end of the glans, or the arrow shape on the underside… or the connection between the foreskin and the glans. Keima gnashed his teeth as he tried not to move into her warm palms. For someone who didn't really know what she was doing, she was doing one hell of a job finding the most sensitive spots on his dick.
"H-how can I tell when I'm done?" she turned up to Keima, who was red in the face and trying his hardest not to look at her.
"I think you've done enough," Nikaidou called from her seat, "just measure it and tell the class…"
Keima's dick almost seemed to swing as she let go, and for the first time, she actually noticed how it had changed. As he'd mentioned, the foreskin didn't seem to be covering the head anymore… unlike what he'd mentioned, it was because the size and girth seemed to have extended so much that it was the right size. Even the engorged tip she'd been playing with was more daunting than before.
This was a male penis, and this thing was built to fit inside of her… she shivered at the size.
"You can stare at it all you want afterwards… just measure it for now," Nikaidou called again.
She followed through after that, but for some odd reason, the contact made it feel a bit better… even if it did look a little scary, she was certain that Keima could be trusted, and he would never hurt her or do something she wasn't comfortable with, which brought her a lot of relief…
"Ya know, this is a nice penis ya have here…" she gave a slight laugh, and Keima turned to look at her again, a little bewildered.
"Thank you, I guess…" he muttered. For a moment, he watched as she finished up with her ruler and stood up, a somewhat different smile on her face than usual.
"Though yer pretty nice in gen'ral," her smile grew broader as she turned around, "14.4, bitches!"
As she walked back to her seat, the girls got a glimpse of what she had been doing. Keima's face was still looking awkward, but all the girls could agree that he was a sight for sore eyes.
Chihiro may have called him scrawny, but he was anything but that… while he lacked muscle mass on his body, he was slim and toned. His arms were on the stronger side, with sinewy muscles which might not hold up in a fist fight, but certainly feel amazingly safe to be embraced by.
And following his V-line, the view sent chills running down her body. Even if he wasn't looking confident, his dick was standing high and proud, unconcerned by the audience.
And somehow, even his unzipped pants were adding on to the image.
Chihiro could say one thing for sure… her imagination had nothing on him!
There was a definite stir in the mood, and she was certain she heard the youngest member in the class gasp. Even Yui seemed a little concerned.
"That is supposed to fit right?" she whispered to Chihiro, who nodded, but was a little uncertain herself.
Hinoki wolf whistled, and Keima fell to a new level of self-conscious as he grabbed his dick and shoved it back into his blue boxers, only to get multiple awws of disappointment.
"Stingy!" Ayumi spoke from the side of her mouth. Surprisingly, the one to agree with her was Kanon, who had been watching it with a bit more interest than what would be appropriate.
Who were they kidding?! This whole thing was fucking inappropriate, but no one seemed concerned to make any changes to that.
"Ladies, ladies…" Nikaidou motioned them down for the umpteenth time as she walked to the front of the room, "you came, you saw… now let's get with the programme…"
She slapped Keima's bare shoulder jovially.
"Let us give this brave young man a round of applause… both for baring himself to us and giving you enough fodder to keep you going for months, and for actually being more impressive than the world average…"
Well, the girls did have to hand it to him there… this certainly took more courage than some of them could fathom…
Though Chihiro smiled slyly… even if she had to stop here, she was certainly going to have some nice nights following this. Holy fuck, he was hot! What had she even been on to chase all those guys when there was a low-key Adonis sitting by her!?
She clapped politely with the rest of them, but she was near certain she wasn't the only one who was having impure thoughts about the boy standing ahead of them.
"Okay," Nikaidou started on a new thought, "now that we know what we do, there's another important topic of sexuality we must discuss, which I have brushed upon in this session."
The class quieted down, making the next question ring even louder.
"So in all honesty, who here masturbates?" she asked seriously. Everyone looked at her without moving.
The pause continued long enough that a ball of tumbleweed could have passed through the class.
"Come on, why is it now that you don't talk, after everything you've seen in here!?" she walked up to the front desks on the left, "you basically admitted to masturbating to this guy," she indicated to Chihiro, who blushed, "and there's no way you haven't done it, considering the stunt you pulled earlier…" she motioned to Yui, "now can you please answer!?"
"Are we going to get in trouble?" Yui responded.
"Of course not…" Nikaidou clicked her tongue, "self-pleasure is nothing to be ashamed of and is perfectly normal, which is why it is important to be discussed…"
After a moment, Chihiro raised her hand, followed by a significant portion of the class. By the end, it was only Eri, Minami, Kusunoki, Shiori and Tsukiyo who didn't have their hands up, a fact more surprising to the moon enthusiast.
She did know the theory behind masturbation, but she didn't consider it a particularly beautiful pastime… it was messy and didn't smell particularly nice, and she would avoid it whenever she could… but it was more interesting to her that Shiori didn't either.
"Nee, Shiori," she turned to the librarian, "what do you think is going to happen now?"
"I don't know," Shiori shrunk back, "maybe we'll need to talk about it?"
Even on librarian standards, Shiori knew some very random trivia. She could tell you the Summer lineup for anime in 1998… she could tell you how to make a wrap… she could even explain the mechanics behind a remote controlled car.
But the issue was that she was all theory, and even though she'd read multiple biology textbooks(sometimes, duty got that boring), she still didn't know pleasuring herself worked… maybe she avoided some of the more racy sections in books, but that was the honest truth…
Although she did seem to have company, she kind of wished she knew a little more about sex… the girls seemed to be having quite a bit of fun, which she felt a little left out of.
"Tsukiyo," Shiori leant over to her neighbour's chair, "do you think sex will be fun?"
"Maybe," the girl shrugged, "it feels like it could be quite a bother too…"
"In any case…" Nikaidou spoke up sharply, effectively ending that thought, "if I was to ask anyone what they thought the purpose of this entire session was, would anyone be able to give me an answer?"
Kusunoki glanced around to see everyone looking at each other, confused. Seeing that no one seemed to have much of an answer, she raised her hand.
"This is some kind of training, I believe," the younger Kasuga spoke, "to both learn about the art and practice it."
Even though her face was impassive, she felt her stomach bubble at those last words. Nikaidou nodded.
"That is partially true," the teacher nodded, "however, seeing that you refer to this as an "art", can you be a little more specific as to the details it curtails…"
Kusunoki blushed slightly.
"It is the art of a man and woman combining, Sensei…" she cleared her throat as she looked away, confirming the thing that Nikaidou had suspected.
"Combining into a robot?" the teacher played stupid, "you would have to be a bit more specific as to what this class is about…"
Kusunoki's lips quivered a bit, as she glanced at Keima. Now that the attention seemed to have come off of him, he was a bit more composed, and his eyes had returned to their usual level of focussed. He caught her eyes for a moment, causing her to look away.
"It's about sex…" she answered in a small voice… then she had to repeat it louder… again and again.
"This is about sex, okay?!" Kusunoki yelled as she stood up. Nikaidou nodded.
"Indeed, the fact that this a class on sex should not be a surprise to anyone," she walked on, "however, I am aware that you would have had classes like these outside of this with no practical section…" the girls nodded in agreement, so the teacher continued.
"While there is nothing wrong with those, the fact that everything is explained from a textbook defeats the purpose of it all, because sex is only practical and is a lesson that will serve you for the rest of your life…" she stopped in front of the class, "so this session was made to embody the spirit of sexual relations… stepping out of your comfort zone to learn something new about you and your partner and to feel pleasure, and know there isn't anything wrong with that."
Nikaidou took in a deep breath, before closing off her last sentence.
"My aim is that by the time any of you leave the door, you must have experienced the heightened emotions and euphoria from orgasming…" she chuckled lightly, "which is why, for the five girls who didn't raise their hands before, Nagase-sensei will be teaching you how to masturbate."
Jun stood up, her face in utter panic.
"I can't teach them that!" she yelped. However, another hand fell on her shoulder. When she turned around, it was Hinoki.
"You can and you will, Sensei…" she slung her arm around the shorter woman, "and in any case, I'll give you a hand too…" she grinned, "both Minami-chan and Kusunoki are here, so I'll give them a lesson they won't forget."
Nikaidou nodded approvingly at both of them.
"You can just set up a small circle on the other side of the room… if they succeed in getting an orgasm, they can either go home or join the rest of us."
"Though what are the rest of us doing?" Sumire asked. Nikaidou smiled.
"Individual tutoring with Katsuragi," she nodded, "you may ask any questions of him or partake in any sexual actions, as long as he agrees…" she stretched slightly as she headed to the door.
"Speaking of which, I have no problems with you pairing up with any of your female classmates either, as long as the same conclusion is reached."
"Conclusion…?" Yui repeated, somewhat bemused.
"You've got to cum," she gave them a smile, "after you've reached that, just make a tally mark on the board, after that, you may choose to go home or stay and continue," she smiled at the shocked looks on everyone's faces, "so do as you please… I'm going to get some coffee now."
With that, the 17 young adults were left alone, not sure where to actually go from there… that was, until Yui got up and made the first tally mark on the board.
"Already!?" Keima yelled at her.
"What, I'm a fast learner," she winked, "though I wouldn't mind if you teach me more…"
Ah, Yui... this truly is the class you were meant for.
Well, I guess we actually get to the dividing path of the story, and the plots we'll be following for the rest of the story... namely, small arcs with each of the girls and Jun's... lessons. :P
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Qruis: Hey again. Glad to see you on this story, and I'm especially glad you're enjoying this... I'm hoping this story will remain to your liking, and be super bad... or at least the story topic. :P
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H-hi... I see you had a lot to say about this chapter... holy gaucamole, this review must've taken the same amount of time to write as my chapter did... 8o
Thank you for the in-depth review of everyone's answer... it was really interesting to read and hear your view about things... the part about Yui and Ayumi was especially... telling... :P
Lol, going full mast... I may want to use that phrasing, coz that is amazing.
Also, thank you for your wishes... happy new year too, and may you achieve everything you set out to do... including Kanon :P
ZelgadisGW: Heh, it's kinda interesting that a two paragraph review shows more attention to detail than my own brain... literally, it feels like the first time reading this story every time I read it... but you seem to retain a lot more than me.
That being said, despite the OOCness of this situation, I truly do attempt to keep the characters similar to their anime and manga counterparts... and that also means including random info from the manga which has stuck with me.
And to everyone else, thank you for reading, and have a great day. I'll hopefully be back on Saturday then.