Hey everyone. For once, I'm actually on time for my agreed posted day... how rare :P
This is definitely the longest chapter so far in this story, but I enjoyed writing this one a lot... I have a habit of writing like a marathon, so I'm pretty sure I wrote most of this in a single day... good times :)
So please... enjoy:
As Keima left for his first tutoring session, Eri and Chihiro were looking at the list on the board…
"Waah, Nii-sama isn't going to tutor me…" the younger sister cried.
"You do remember that Katsuragi said he'd add all you girls after your session with Nagase-sensei…" Chihiro reminded, "he didn't add you because he didn't know when you'd be available…"
Eri oohhed as the realisation struck her… on the other hand, Chihiro was a little disappointed with her position… 7th… with 15 girls, that might be completely centred, but that didn't make her happy at all.
Especially as she watched Tenri following Keima into the curtained area, her hands fidgeting on the bottom of her skirt… while Chihiro couldn't be certain what her intentions were, she was certain of one thing…
With the six girls she was following, there was no way that nothing would happen with Keima… not that she really knew his virginity status before coming into this room, but she was certain he wouldn't be one by the time it was her turn. She sighed… this really shouldn't be bothering her as much as it did.
She turned to look at Eri, who actually had her attention diverted to the teachers, one of whom seemed to be pleading with the other to not have to teach five girls how to masturbate… of course, no prizes offered for guessing who.
Chihiro smiled broadly at the look on her former student teacher's face… a mix of anxious, terrified and "but whyyyyyy?"
"Is this really something we should be teaching these girls?" Jun asked, her voice nowhere near as quiet as she intended or wanted, "this is something they should be experimenting with o-on their own."
"Nonsense…" Nikaidou blew her off, "the whole reason everyone in the world is so damn repressed is because no one is willing to talk with them about it."
"I'm with scary teacher lady," Hinoki appeared out of nowhere, surprising Jun, "teaching girls that having sexual feelings is okay might be the best lesson any teacher could offer."
"Then can't you -o teach them!?" Jun whined, somehow still not losing her lilt, even while agitated. Nikaidou gave a shake, but her impression was sympathetic.
"As the older Kasuga put it, I think my involvement would be more daunting to the girls, "she smiled sadly, "it may be a different teaching experience to you, but it's valuable, nonetheless… and you have a hand as well…" she indicated to Hinoki.
"But…"
"Good luck, Jun…" Nikaidou patted her on the back before walking away, "just teach them what you know…"
With a sigh, Nagase-sensei called the rest of the girls so they could begin their circle, showing that regardless of what the lesson was, she wouldn't dilly dally with it. Chihiro let out a yawn and lay down on her desk… honestly, if she could get in a nap, it would be better than dwelling in her head about Keima and all the other girls who were in love with him…
Though speaking of girls who were in love with Keima, the blonde astronomy club member was sitting next to her similarly love-struck bookworm friend in their little circle. Seated on her other side was their two "teachers" and the three other girls, Katsuragi's little sister, the aquatic kohai from the middle school, and the samurai senpai who looked like she could beat everyone to the moon and back…
There was only one thing these girls had in common… that being that none of them had ever masturbated before…
Well, that was partially a lie in the case of Tsukiyo… she had certainly tried it, but she couldn't really seem to get it right… like it was supposed to be pleasurable, right? All she felt from it was exhausted and turned off from ever touching herself again…
Just as well… it wasn't a particularly beautiful habit. Still, a small part of her was curious enough to actually sit through this and see that maybe she could leave with a different view…
Though for the life of her, she didn't know how Vulcan would take that, considering that the Goddess was the oldest and the most serious… masturbating with her inside might be comparable to masturbating with your grandmother in the room; just disturbing for everyone.
In any case, Jun took a deep breath, her sensitivity training kicking in… maybe she wasn't qualified for this kind of teaching, she'd certainly try to wade in. Firstly, she should try to relax them… make them more open to the topic of discussion…
"So…" Jun began nervously, "I think the first place to begin would be to…"
"How about I show you girls how to do it!?" Hinoki spoke cheerfully, her hands approaching her already short skirt. Unsurprisingly, it was Kusunoki and Jun who stopped her. The other girls' eyes widened, and in the case of Tsukiyo, held their breath.
"Aneue, no one wants to see that!" the younger Kusaga protested, her face turning red…
"We need to do this like a lesson," Jun held down the hem until Hinoki stopped pulling it up, "can you seriously not do this in any other way?"
"With what?" Hinoki answered, "diagrams?"
Jun vehemently agreed.
"Senpai was using one which was relevant to this," she pointed to the one still stuck on the board, "if someone could get it…"
"Chihiro-san showed me one inside this book as well," Eri said helpfully, bringing up the book she'd been looking at earlier… Hinoki, however, was inspecting the poster on the board as she devised a plan of action…
It would do.
"I can agree to this," Hinoki nodded, "no one will need to expose themselves in this session…"
There was a sigh of relief amongst the six ladies, until Hinoki lifted a finger.
"However, I want to be able to tell a story… and I don't want any interruptions as I tell it," she glanced at her two more vocal opposition.
Jun and Kusunoki were worried for a moment, but gave a nod… this was probably as good as it was going to get with Hinoki, after all.
"Okay then…" she pointed to Eri, "if you can bring the poster, we can begin now…"
Eri jumped up to comply, only to realise that the poster had been higher than she'd anticipated… Even the bottom most corners were above the reach of her arms… so she jumped.
Back in the circle, Hinoki was entertained by the bouncing of Eri's supple body under her school uniform, her boobs especially springy… Tsukiyo turned away, a blush on her pale cheeks… Was that girl even wearing a bra?
For a split second, she imagined how they would feel under her small hands, before she frantically shook the thought out of her head. What was she even thinking!?
Even the other girls were starting to stare, to Hinoki's delight.
After a couple (too many, if you asked the moon enthusiast) jumps, she got enough of a grip to bring down the poster, to which she ran back, her face shiny with sweat and her breath harsher and shorter.
"Sorry…" Eri tried to catch her breath, "for taking so long…"
"Oh, there was nothing wrong with that," Hinoki beamed, "you were very helpful, so thank you…" Eri was practically glowing as she sat down, missing the averted gazes from most of the other girls. They hadn't really noticed how attractive Keima's sister actually was, and she hadn't even been trying to flaunt her body.
"In that case," Jun took the board from Eri, "would you girls like an explanation-?" her voice cut as Hinoki started laughing raucously.
"Scary Teach did that well enough," she held her hand out, "I just wanted to note the most important parts for this exercise… so if you'll hold it up to them, less scary Teach…"
"Just call me Nagase," Jun sighed as she held up the poster. She was glad this girl was out of school, because she was certain the older Kasuga would be a problem child.
"'Kay, Sensei…" Hinoki spoke flippantly, "so can someone tell me what this is a diagram of?"
Shiori tried to raise a hand, but Kusunoki beat her to it… she figured the faster she answered, the less her sister would expect afterwards.
"The exterior view of the vagina," she answered, earning an approving nod from her sister…
"Indeed… this is what your downstairs would look like… approximately, save some changes in the shape and in the amount of pubic hair and skin colour," she shrugged, "this is the region which is focussed on most during masturbation, but other pleasurable places include the nipples and the anus…" identical looks of discomfort came to the girls faces at the last mention, "which I can see no one really cares for at this particular time, so I won't go into details there."
Tsukiyo really expected the discussion to be more uncomfortable, but Hinoki was sticking true to her word and being professional about it, backing some of her suggestions with science and not saying anything very outlandish. This honestly did feel like a lesson, had it not been for the topic of discussion…
Rather, what strokes worked best for stimulating the clitoris (person dependant, really… just don't bitch slap the thing), what other areas were worth focussing on (of course, the most sensitive ones) and even how to make the feeling ride out the longest… if there was one thing she made clear multiple times, it was that there was no rushing it, and that it was only through experimenting that each girl would find out what worked best for them.
So basically, a lesson no person had ever given in real life.
Minami raised her hand, so Hinoki called on her.
"My mother told me that my hand would rot off if I ever masturbated," the girl said in a small voice, earning a few chuckles around her.
"Did you believe her?" Tsukiyo asked. Minami neither agreed nor disagreed, but the red dusting on her cheeks spoke loud enough.
Eri ruffled her unruly curls affectionately.
"It's probably because you're so young that your mother might use that as a preventative measure…" Hinoki answered sympathetically, to Minami's slight ire, "She may be trying to keep you innocent for as long as she can, but that's definitely not true…"
"And it's adorable that you think that…" Jun muttered, a broad smile on her face… of course, she wasn't known for being very quiet, so even that travelled to Minami.
She wasn't a kid…
"O-obviously I didn't believe her!" Minami puffed up her chest and moved away from Eri's hand (which did feel nice in her hair, although she'd never admit it), "i-in fact, I m-masturbate all the time…"
Shiori had to bite her lips to keep from laughing… that somewhat defeated the purpose of her being in this group.
"You don't have to prove yourself, Minami-chan," Hinoki smiled warmly, "43% of teenaged girls don't actually masturbate, so it's hardly like we're judging you…"
Jun raised an eyebrow.
"How do you know that?"
"Research… the internet is a glorious place…" Hinoki responded, sticking her tongue out at the student teacher.
Meanwhile, Minami thought that statistic might make her feel better, but rather… there were so many Senpais here, all of them so willing to try things she'd never get the guts to… she'd really need to step up her game if she wanted to measure up to the other girls in front of Katsuragi-senpai. He wouldn't want some kid, after all…
Honestly, she definitely didn't remember spending time with him, let alone kissing him… while it sounded so absurd that she'd forget her first kiss, she somehow didn't doubt the handsome boy who had previously been in front of the class… the first male she'd ever seen naked…
But she… should feel something having seen that, right?
"Though Aneue…" Kusunoki interrupted Minami's thoughts, "if 43% of girls don't masturbate, why do we have to?"
"You raise a good point," Hinoki gave a small smile, "it's true that 43% of girls don't know how it feels, but I do… it may be one of the best feelings in the world, and I certainly don't want to withhold it from anyone I have the opportunity to share with, less of all my little sister…" she addressed the rest of the girls with the next part, "girls are allowed to have sexual needs, and masturbation helps fulfil them and learn more about what you enjoy sexually… whether you girls decide you'd like to improve on it to make it feel even better, or whether you decide never to do it again… that isn't any of my business…"
Jun was a little amazed at how mature the older Kasuga sounded… she really did get the essence of what being a teacher was like… teaching the important lessons that no one has the nerve to… maybe they didn't see eye-to-eye in methodology, but Hinoki really wasn't that bad.
"Okay then…" Hinoki clapped her hands together cheerfully, "are there any more questions?"
Everyone blinked… they still hadn't gotten over the shock of the last thing she'd said.
"Alright," her smile grew bigger, "now if that's all, it's time for a little story…"
"What is this story?" Kusunoki asked hesitantly… her sister was getting that smirk which clearly meant something was going to happen.
"Eh, don't worry about it, my darling sister…" she lowered her hands in a calming motion, "it's just somewhat of a bedtime story, and I'm certain you all will enjoy it…"
Her eyes twinkled, and Kusunoki got the urge to bolt, had Hinoki not clamped her arm down on her, effectively cutting her off.
"Now girls… if you can close your eyes and sit back and relax… let us go to dreamland…"
The atmosphere is warm and muggy, which has little to do with the July weather as it does the crowd that you just emerged from, celebrating the festival… as much as you love the mood here… the yummy food and the near impossible games… you know you can't wait to shed off your heavy Yukata and kick of those monstrosity they refer to as wooden sandals to sink into a warm bath.
You can't tell what it is, but there's something spiked up in you as well that has nothing to do with the heat… maybe it's the girl whose boobs were spilling out from her ruffled Yukata, making it very apparent that she was taking the "no underwear" rule very seriously… maybe it was that guy you walked into by mistake, your hand brushing a (rather well-endowed) part which it really shouldn't have as you passed. He certainly didn't seem to mind either, given the smile and wink you got.
Neither of them were people you knew, or would even think about after tonight, but for now, the thoughts won't leave you as you sit on the grassy hill a little further from the crowd, trying to calm down your breath and clear your head. There's no dealing with this itch right now, and you know you can't head home either, considering the food from the stalls you still haven't conquered…
You flap your matching fan towards your face and neck, but neither heat seems to abate… There was actually a nearby stall with ice-cream, but your chances of reaching there without fainting was slim…
God, please send ice-cream… you look up to the starry heavens and beg… or send a rainstorm…
No sooner that you look down that you see a set of legs a foot away from your face. You jump, your face whipping back towards the person so you can tell them off…
Only to realise that you know this person… he's the one you've been in love with for a while. While surprised, you stop yourself from reacting with anything more than an "oh".
"Hi," he greets, raising two tubs of ice-cream, "I saw you staggering like a drunk person, so I came bearing icy, sugary treats…" he hands one down to you as he sits down beside you, "I figured you might be wanting one of these…"
You take it, the coolness of the tub nearly making you moan in relief, but you contain yourself… surely, he didn't need to hear about it…
"Thank you…" you give him a grateful smile as she raised the tub, "this was exactly what I wanted…:"
Honestly, he didn't have a clue how grateful you are, but you leave it at that, your fingers going to open the ice-cream tub… except it's more stubborn than you would have taken it to be.
He laughs lightly, earning a glare from you.
"You need to break the tab before you can open it…" he adds helpfully as he indicates to it.
"I-I knew that…" you mumble, hiding your embarrassment as you click the plastic piece… it opens a lot more easily now. With it open now, you forget about that and pull off the spoon from the inside of the lid, noting that he brought you your favourite flavour.
"Not only do you bring me ice-cream, but you get the one I like the most?" you laugh, "seems like you're trying to woo me…"
You give the spoon a lick to remove the excess ice-cream, politeness be damned. He laughs.
"I thought it was only for guys that you could reach their heart through their stomach…" he says casually.
"Oh no…" you shovel a large spoon of the creamy goodness into your mouth, "girls love food as well… especially me…"
As you pull the mini spoon from your mouth, you notice he's watching you quite intensely. He shrugs, opening his own tub. He follows through by licking the spoon clean, which raises a bubble of affection towards him… so he didn't care too much for public etiquette either.
Even though it was a festival, he was in slacks and a T-shirt, his glasses glinting in the lights from the stalls around them… considering that you only see him at school in the daytime, you can't help but notice how handsome he looks out of his uniform… or maybe it was the night time glow… either way, your ice-cream takes a back seat as you appreciate the sight ahead of you… his rich brown eyes focussing at the tub in front of him, the gentle smile on his face as he seems to enjoy his icy treat.
You suddenly wonder how he'd react if you were to lean over and kiss him… would he be shocked? Would he return it? Would his lips taste like the chocolate he was currently eating? Would he pull you closer and kiss you more deeply? Oh god, you'd love that!
Still, you look away before your imagination can get the best of you… maybe the ice-cream had cooled off the worst of your lustful thoughts, but you couldn't become complacent with this guy next to you… you take a few more bites without saying anything, trying to kill the thoughts in your head. After all, you never lusted after him at school, so why now?
Except, you've never really noted his lean arms which you were certain you'd never be able to escape from… especially if he decided to press you against that tree and have you…
You groan, knowing from that clenching in your stomach that your panties are probably soaked… while you may have seen more before, this guy could turn you into a puddle without doing a thing…
He attempts to continue a polite conversation with you, but you're not even sure if your responses make sense… once you've finished your tub, you stand up to make your escape… hopefully to the nearest bathroom to try and get back to your senses, so you can get back to crushing on him in peace.
"This was lovely," you tell him, "thank you for the ice-cream."
Before you can take more than a step, you feel a hand grab yours and yank you back. The surprise is enough that you fall, landing into his lap, your legs splayed more than what would be considered appropriate. You quickly right yourself, smoothing your Yukata to its completely closed position, noticing that your Obi loosened.
"W-what's with that!?" you yell at him, trying not to shift your body more than necessary and mistakenly unwind the ribbon…
"Do you have to leave right now?" he asked, his voice as smooth as tempered chocolate as he puts his arms around you, "we barely got to speak…"
You gasp under your breath… he wants to spend more time with you. Why did that have to happen now, of all times?
"I-I'm sorry…" you grip the material of your Obi to hold it in place, "I'll talk with you afterwards, but I have to be somewhere…"
As you get up, you miss the heat that had been enveloping you when you were sitting… even though it was still warm, that loss made it feel more like you were leaving your bed in winter.
"Where do you have to be?" he asks, getting to his own feet. You pause, but you don't have the nerve to turn back to him… not while your Obi is two seconds from falling apart, and you're only wearing panties underneath… not while those said panties were soaked at the thought of him.
He might be polite enough to request your company, but there was no way he wanted you… he would be disgusted by what you had been thinking… and what you were planning to do…
Just lie! Say you're going home!
However, he stands in front of you, his eyes focussed on yours, seeing a lot more than just your face… his beautiful eyes are looking deeper, possibly into your soul.
"Where are you going?" he repeats again, his face completely serious. You know he's looking for your lie…
"I'm going to the bathroom." you answer back calmly, not breaking the eye contact… though honestly, you doubt that you'd be able to.
"Do you need the bathroom?" he asks, and you feel your stomach sinking… why wasn't he just leaving it there?
"I-i-it's none of your concern!" you nearly yell. You try your hardest to wrench your eyes from him, but true to your expectations, it might be easier for you to push over a wall than to do that…
"What are you going to do in the bathroom?" he asks again, his voice clear as day. It was almost as if he understood what he was doing to you, and that confidence was basically emanating from his voice.
And you were falling right into the trap of his buttery warm voice.
"I-I'm… uhh…" you squeeze your eyes shut, trying to recapture your brain for yourself, "I need to masturbate!" your voice squeaks, before you finally figure out what he made you admit… your eyes widen, but he's still staring at you.
"I-is it because of me?" he asks, his voice tinged with uncertainty. You don't answer.
"I wasn't even doing anything…" he voices out the truth, "how can I have done this?"
Admittedly, it had been your own perverted mind which had gotten you there, but there was no way in hell you would tell him that! So you remain silent.
"If it was my fault you got here, I'm not going to leave you!" he leant closer, his lips brushing yours with slight shots of electricity.
"It isn't your… HNNG!" your teeth clamp as you feel a hand on your thigh, with him having breached the entrance of your Yukata. It takes all your effort to not let go of your Obi.
"So…" his eyes don't leave yours, "if my hand touches your pussy, would it be wet for me?"
His eyes are seemingly unaffected by the fact that his fingertips were mere inches from your entrance, but you let out a hiss… motherfucker!
"N-no!" you protest, but the fingers inch even closer… your entire body is on edge now, and every sense belongs to him, with the crowds and the scenery completely disappearing… you smell the sweetness of the ice-cream on his breath and feel his sure fingers navigating between the fabric of your Yukata. You wonder if he's as turned on as you are.
"Really," he smirks, playing with the seam of your underwear, earning a yelp from you. Even if you could protest and succeed, there was no denying the anticipation that was growing in your stomach. Regardless, he knew exactly what he wanted, and his intentions were clear… he wanted you! Glancing down at him tells you the same.
He wanted you right here and now… for better or for worse, you recover your senses.
"L-look!" you push him away, your face flushed and your breathing laboured, "it is for you… but can we please… do this somewhere else?"
Even if they weren't earning any weird glances yet, they were still in fairly close proximity to the throngs of festival-goers… it was only a matter of time.
"It's too bad that I want you now…" he whispers in your ear, his icy breath sending shivers down your neck, "if you wanted to wait, you shouldn't have been such a fucking tease… masturbating in the bathroom," he scoffed, "once I'm done, masturbation is going to be completely useless for you…"
Somehow, you find yourself even more aroused, and a moan escapes from your mouth at the feel of his lips by your ear. He smirks, his tongue running against the outer contours of your ear. He is satisfied as he pulls away from you completely, a completely different look in his eyes since when he'd first reached here with the ice-cream. He wasn't some boy you had a crush on anymore… this was a man who was going to show you what it would be like to be a woman, be it on this hill in front of half the population of Maijima, or alone someplace else… He sighed.
"You have 30 seconds to take us somewhere private…" he spoke in a low voice, "after that, I'm going to make you scream…"
You turn into a tomato, your legs becoming weaker… still, 30 seconds was enough. You grab onto his warm hand, taking him closer by the woods… there were only a few stragglers there, and the light was dim enough they wouldn't be recognised… at the ten second mark, he began to count down out loud, and you stop by a tree and turn around at one… true to his word, he wasted no more time, his lips going straight for your neck. You exhale sharply, your head unconsciously tilting upwards to give him more surface area to kiss. He groans against your throat, sending vibrations downwards.
Holy shit, he knew how to make you feel good… by this point, you're probably wet enough that the moisture will make your panties run down on their own.
"I've always…" his voice is breathless between the kisses and licks, "wanted to do this…"
"Me too…" you struggle out, "I've loved you… for a while…" your pink face only grows pinker, and he stops. You mewl in protest.
"Why'd you stop?" you pant out. He pulls himself back, a tender smile on his face.
"To give you this…" he whispers as he comes closer to your face, his eyes staying open… his insatiable fire cooled down to a gentle warmth as he kisses you, both of your eyes drifting close… relying on your other senses to enjoy the kiss… pressing back with equal or more enthusiasm, and allowing your tongue to taste him… while the taste of chocolate from the ice-cream was still there, it was apparent that he himself tasted even better than that… you have to pull apart for air at some point, so you take the opportunity to lean against his chest, listening to his sped-up heart…
"I know I kinda fucked up the order…" you can feel his chest quivering slightly with nervous laughter, "but is it fine if we continue?"
You nod against his shirt… For a moment, he curls his arms around you in a warm embrace.
"I love you as well…" he places a kiss on your hair, "and I swear I'll do my best to make you feel good…"
And with that, he continued planting kisses down your neck, this time extending them down your chest, his confidence rising as your breaths become shallow and laboured… By the time his lips were brushing against your areolas, you were basically at his mercy, near begging for him to make you cum. His hand was still outside your underwear, which you desperately tried to grind against…
"Nuh uh-uh…" he retracted his hand. You shudder as he purposefully slides his forefinger against the base of your clitoris, "this will feel better the longer you hold it in…"
You try to glare at him, but your legs feel like pudding underneath you…
"P-please…" you ask in a small voice. He hesitates a moment before nodding, this time doubling his efforts… with his mouth and one hand over your sensitive nipples and the other in your panties, his skilful fingers alternating strokes and pressures, your mouth opens as the pressure in your uterus starts to build… with one last flick, you yell his name out loud enough that most of the festival must have heard it, but shame and decency be damned…
Your orgasm rises to an all new high that you wouldn't have imagined possible, before slowly petering down in waves… as your body shakes and shudders under the feeling, you can't help but think of every good feeling in the world… of passing a test you'd never expected to pass… of sinking into a bath after a long day… of having a good conversation with someone… even the usual high from masturbating… if you could lump all of those together and feel it all at once, it was still nowhere as good as what you felt now…
Your legs start to collapse and he grabs you around the waist, his smooth arms firmly holding on to you as he looks at your shining, satisfied face…
"Whoa there," he teases, "I hope I didn't ruin masturbation for you…" you let out a small chuckle and stroke his cheek.
"I think… you might have… ruined everything…" you somehow gain the energy to lean forward, placing a small kiss on his lips, "and I hope… you'll keep ruining it… forever…"
Hinoki's lulling voice came to an end as she finally noted how the girls were taking the story… she was not disappointed at all… all the faces were an identical red, and she could tell for sure that at least two of the girls were subconsciously touching themselves, while the others certainly looked like they wanted to… even Kusunoki, the Super High School Level Prude, was adjusting herself in her seat, trying to bring about some friction to herself. Jun seemed to have a slightly better grip on herself, but she was impressed at the older Kasuga's plan to get the girls aroused without them actually doing any practical…
"H-Hinoki-san…" Jun raised her voice, "are you done now?"
The girls slowly came out of their stupors, realising what they'd been doing… probably the most embarrassed was Minami, who folded her legs together tightly, hoping the liquid that she was feeling down there was less than what she felt it was… it really felt that her skirt or the seat might get wet from that.
"So," Hinoki greeted cheerfully, "how was it like, having A-kun pleasure you from inside your head?"
"I hope you know I don't like you, Aneue…" Kusunoki glared at her sister, who took it as a compliment…
"A-kun was really cool!" Eri tilted her head to the side, "although who was the girl from that scenario?" Almost everyone raised an eyebrow at that… she kinda missed the point of the whole exercise.
"It's supposed to be a fantasy…" Jun explained, "you're at the centre of it, and A-kun is any guy you may want to imagine having sex with…" Eri oooohhhed as she finally understood.
"Though… who do I want to have sex with?" she asked. Jun opened her mouth to answer, before realising she didn't actually have a clue… the only male in this room was her older brother, after all.
"Do you have a person you like, Eri-san?" Tsukiyo asked… the younger sister shook her head…
"How about someone who you admire?" Kusunoki added.
"I admire you, Kusunoki-san…" Eri said excitedly, "I also admire Hinoki-san and Nii-sama and‒" Hinoki raised a hand before she could continue.
"So you're kind of the all-loving heroine," Hinoki remarked, getting a happy nod from the girl, "that isn't actually too bad… it's very likely that because you have no preference, you would enjoy sex with anyone…"
Eri tilted her head in confusion, but Hinoki continued.
"In any case, were you aroused by the story?" Eri opened her mouth but Hinoki saw her question, "I mean is there any kind of fluid inside your underwear?"
Tsukiyo's breath hitched, which was a little fact which confused her.
Without thinking, the younger sister lifted up her skirt and placed her hand inside, giving all the girls there a nice view of her pink and white polka-dot panties.
"I think so," Eri said thoughtfully, "that's a good thing, right?"
"Indeed it is," Hinoki grinned, "but seeing that your hand is already there, maybe you can feel around if you can feel any differences…"
"Now now…" Jun stepped in, "you've already talked about the differences… there's no need to take advantage of her naivety and make her check herself…"
"But isn't that the point of this… to see how this practically affects them?"
While the two circle heads were arguing, Minami was back to watching her Senpais… Kusunoki was turned away, while Eri was now inspecting her fluid coated finger… Tsukiyo and Shiori were silent as well, the former watching Jun and Hinoki, while the latter stared off into space… the middle-schooler had a question, but she wasn't sure she wanted to bring it up with the heads…
She adjusted herself in her seat to talk to Tsukiyo… she seemed the least imposing of this group.
"Err… umm… Kujyou-senpai…" Tsukiyo turned to the middle-schooler, "can you tell me what an orgasm is supposed to feel like?"
Tsukiyo looked a little shocked, but she did answer.
"Hinoki-san did mention it in her fantasy, but it was a little overdone," she scratched her head, "it does feel like your lower stomach tenses before it bursts, and your body shakes as the waves of feelings pass… however, it isn't the best feeling in the world…"
Minami blanched… so that was what happened…
"Why do you ask this, Minami?" she asked… to her surprise, Minami was turning pink…
"Nothing!" she squeaked, "the story wasn't that erotic, okay!?"
Tsukiyo raised a perfect eyebrow.
"Did you climax already?" Minami shook her head vehemently. Tsukiyo smirked, not believing that.
"And you didn't even touch yourself either…" Tsukiyo smiled as the Kohai's face darkened even further, "that's actually kind of impressive that you got off just on your imagination…"
Minami looked away, seemingly half the blood in her body was visible on her face… Tsukiyo couldn't help but throw in one last jibe…
"Who were you imagining, Minami?" she teased, "it couldn't be Keima, could it…"
The miracle of miracles… the brunette succeeded in becoming even redder.
"You're so innocent…" Tsukiyo said fondly, to Minami's ire… she didn't want to hear that from a girl shorter than her.
"Well," Hinoki emerged from her discussion with Jun, "I have good news for you…"
"What?" her sister asked… good news for Hinoki certainly meant that there was bad news for her.
"We've agreed that we can have a practical masturbation session, given that anyone who isn't comfortable with showing themselves may choose to cover up…"
Kusunoki's jaw fell to the floor. She gave a glance at Jun, who just looked plain exhausted.
"So I'm going to try and teach you to bring yourself to an orgasm!" Hinoki cheered, only to have to block another leg to the side of her face…
Tsukiyo and Shiori glanced at each other nervously, while Minami tried to find some room to escape…
Eri had a stupid smile on her face… it seemed like it wouldn't affect her, either way.
If there's anything clear from this chapter... Hinoki should not be allowed to read bedtime stories to any kids... ever... :P
The story telling part was actually really interesting to write... like how did Hinoki come up with this story... was it a fantasy of hers, or an experience she may have had... I guess we'll never know.
In any case, we get the first taste of the other plotlines in this story and a smaller cast of characters bouncing off each other. I'm hoping the dynamics were interesting and mostly in character... or at least as much as it could be in this kind of story.
So reviews:
StoryReiter: lmao, that sounds like the end of the story... the world has ended, and the survivors are crawling out from under the rubble, having no clue how this happened :D
Though thank you so much... it's very high praise, and I hope you continue to enjoy this.
ZelgadisGW: Oh yeah she did... since the day I came up with this story, Tenri was going to be Keima's first... she'd waited so long, and deserved it so much... Keima does know what he means to her, and deep down, knows that she means a lot to him too, and he does want to go this extra step to make her happy.
Heh, and thanks for the critique on the writing... I actually agree with you, and this is an issue I've noticed any time that I write... the foreplay generally seems to be a lot longer and descriptive than the climax. I'm not sure if it's because I run out of steam from writing for so long, or maybe it's because foreplay seems more fun than the actual act... I guess we'll see...
But thank you for pointing that out... I will try to work on that :)
That's it for this week. I hope that you guys enjoy this, and I especially hope that you'll leave me a review on your thoughts...
I will see ya'll in the next chapter then. bye bye. :)