Me: What is this?
Brain: Don't ask questions, just write.
Me: Senpai's gonna have to be a lot more comfortable around girls for this to work. And the worldbuilding will be…
Brain: Just write it you coward.
/
Naoto walked into the library, glancing at the receptionist as he did. Her focus was on something on the table that he couldn't see, her eyeless face staring straight down. Nothing unusual there He looked from her to another table.
He did a double take as he realized four girls were staring at him. With eyes.
Brown. Hazel. Orange. Amber.
The four girls stared at him looking as shocked as he felt.
Naoto turned around and began walking away. Then he began running when he heard shifting chairs. They were following him.
As he ran through the halls of the class, he caught glimpses of the other students. As usual, none of them had eyes. He glanced behind him at the girls. They were faster than him, but he'd had a head start. Strangely, the were slowed down because they recoiled like sprayed cats whenever any of the other students reached towards them or tried to get their attention.
Why were these girls so different? Why did they have eyes?
He barely managed to reach the art room and open the door before something collided with his back and knocked him over.
"O-ow…" he said as he looked up. Then he froze.
The Amber eyed girl was sitting on his back. They both stared at each other, panting and in shock before the sound of the door closing drew his attention.
The other three girls held themselves against it even as there was knocking on the other side.
"Hey Gamo…" a guy said. "You guys okay in there."
Naoto recognized the voice. It was Michael, the black cultural exchange student. He was actually in Naoto's class. He'd noticed him talking about American Football with some of their classmates.
The orange eyed girl, who Naoto realized also had orange hair looked panic before taking a few breaths and smiling. "Yes." She said. "Nothing too concerning, we were just playing a game." She looked extremely conflicted before… "It's a Japanese thing."
There was an unbelievably tense silence before…
"Fine…" the voice said sounding annoyed, "See you at home. I think I'll show you an American game."
There was a moment of silence as they heard heavy footsteps leave them before Gamo practically collapsed into one of her friend's arms.
"I-i-it's happening." Gamo stuttered. "I can't… I can't do it."
"Get off me." Naoto said as he struggled to get up.
"Huh? Oh sorry." The girl on his back said, jumping off.
Naoto brushed the dust off himself as he stood and looked at the four girls.
"You have eyes." The hazel eyed girl said.
"Yes Yoshi," Gamo said. "He does."
"How?" Brown asked. "Does he have a storyline?"
"Guys don't have storylines." Gamo said sounding almost resentful.
Naoto finally found his voice. "Who are you guys?"
"Hmm? Oh, I'm Nagatoro. These are my friends, Gamo, Yoshi and Sakura." The newly introduced Nagatoro pointed at each individual friend. Then she walked up close to him looking confused. "Are you a second year?"
"Uh, Yeah." As if he'd burned her, Nagatoro jumped back and hid behind her friends.
"What's wrong?" Naoto asked.
Gamo rolled her eyes. "Sorry Senpai. She's just wary of her own storyline."
"What storyline?" Naoto asked.
Gamo sighed. "The hentai storyline we've been assigned to."
Naoto stared. "What? Hentai?"
"Yeah." Yoshi said as she picked up a sheaf of papers that had been knocked out of his bag and began reading it. "You have eyes. You should know about this."
Naoto shrugged. Then he realized that she was looking at his manga.
Gamo looked back at the door trying to peer through the opaque screen. "Everyone out there without eyes is a protagonist of their own storyline. Girls with eyes are the victims of those perpetrators. If you're noticed and dragged into a storyline…"
"Bah!" Yoshi screamed, suddenly standing next to him.
He flinched. But took the opportunity to grab his manga from her.
"But keeping a low profile alone won't work because everyone has an endgame storyline that they can't avoid." Gamo smiled. "You could say that that's where our lives end."
"That… that can't be true." Naoto said. "I'd have noticed…"
"Well like I said, guys don't have storylines. And if you were low key enough, you could avoid being dragged into one."
"And yet, he has eyes." Sakura said.
Gamo seemed to consider this. "Maybe he's going to be part of some Yaoi storyline?"
"I'm straight." Naoto said looking off to the side.
"It's cute that you think that matters." Nagatoro said backhandedly. "We wouldn't avoid the girls as much as the guys if it did."
"Well… what if it's a girl?"
"Then she'd be the victim and you wouldn't have eyes."
Naoto blinked. Then he shook his head. "Wait no, this is still preposterous. How come I haven't been dragged into a storyline then?"
"People who keep a low profile can avoid non-endgame storylines." Nagatoro said. "And you look like the definition of low profile."
Naoto flinched at the barb she'd launched at him.
"Let's show him our storylines." Yoshi said.
"What?" The other three girls asked, staring at her like she'd grown a second head.
"I mean… it's the fastest way to get him to believe us."
"But…" Nagatoro said, blushing wildly. "It's so embarrassing."
"So embarrassing no girl would show it unless they were serious." Sakura said.
All of them stared at the blonde.
"Fine." Gamo said before flicking her wrist. A small device appeared in her hand. The other girls followed suit.
Gamo threw the device at Naoto who fumbled as he grabbed at it but managed to catch it. He looked at the device. It looked like some sort of bulky phone. But what really caught his attention was the image it was displaying. He turned red when he saw it.
Gamo stood, or rather, was held up by burly black hands, her nude body in full display. Her face was red and twisted in pleasure with her tongue hanging out of her open mouth. And between her legs was a black cock, longer and thicker than one of her arms.
"Break down the haughty: Interracial exchange." He said out loud, reading the title. He looked at Gamo who was looking off to the side, not meeting his eyes. "I got confirmation on my storyline after Michael moved in as an exchange student. That's what's waiting for me at home. And my parents told us this morning that they were going on an emergency trip today and wouldn't be back for a week. They took my siblings. The summary says that he's going to show me a game" Gamo looked at Naoto. "Today might be my last day before I'm turned into his broken Japanese cock sleeve."
"There's no way that will fit." Naoto said, his eyes drawn to the dick.
The girls stared at him. Then they laughed.
"Oh it'll fit." Nagatoro said, "and she'll never be the same again."
"Here's mine." Sakura said passing him her device. "I got it after Mom made me sign up for a club."
Sakura's pic had her hands cuffed above her head. Her face was looking off absentmindedly. Her entire body was exposed and covered in with what he could only assume was cum with a large amount of it flowing freely from her exposed vagina.
"The Game Club's Airhead Prostitute."
Naoto looked at Sakura whose smile was now a lot more strained. "They're going to turn me into a moneymaking machine so they can afford their games." She said. "I've been avoiding them."
Before Naoto said anything the device was removed from his hands and another one was placed in it.
Yoshi wasn't naked. She was in some very sexy underwear that had her panties shifted to the side so a penis could enter her. It was the first one that actually showed on of the girls in the middle of sex. Except Yoshi was crying and bruised with a big hairy hand over her windpipe. She also had several filled condoms tied to her panties.
"Wearing down a JK slave after being laid off."
Naoto didn't know what to say to that.
"Don't worry." Yoshi said, her smile now with a more serious edge to it. "My boobs aren't as big as they are in the picture. That won't happen to me yet."
"And… what about when they become that big?"
Yoshi's smile became a lot more strained. "I will not be around long enough for that to happen."
Naoto handed her device back to her. This… couldn't be a prank. No girls would show those pictures if they weren't being serious. And they each got worse as he looked at them.
"I don't know what to say." Then he realized that he'd only seen three and looked at the fourth girl.
Nagatoro looked at her device looking conflicted.
"Don't mind her." Gamo said. "She's just conflicted because her storyline is pretty vanilla compared to ours." With that she snatched the device out of the shorter girl's hands and tossed it at Naoto who caught it.
"Hey!" Nagatoro screamed.
Naoto looked at the phone.
A mostly naked, apart from some white panties, and embarrassed looking Nagatoro lying on a pink bed and looking to the side greeted him.
"My snarky Kohai softens up for Creampies." He read right before the phone was snatched away by a furiously blushing Nagatoro.
"I think it's cute." Sakura said as she hugged Nagatoro from behind. "She's gonna meet a Senpai who gives her a gentle creampie every day."
"W-we don't know if it'll be gentle." Nagatoro said, her blush seeming to intensify.
"Come one Hayacchi," Gamo said. "You don't have to be so glum on our account."
Nagatoro looked at her friend. "But…"
Gamo hugged her, burying her friend's face in her cleavage. "It's fine." Gamo said softly. "I want you to enjoy yourself."
"And what about you?" Nagatoro asked.
Gamo shrugged. "I'll… get by."
Naoto felt really awkward watching such a heartfelt scene. "So… there's really no way to avoid an endgame storyline?"
Gamo blinked before looking at him. "You can actually." She said. "You just need to be part of a different storyline."
"So… why don't you do that?"
"Because all the other protagonists have ridiculous bitch breakers between their legs." Gamo said. "And there isn't much of a difference between a three-foot cock ripping you in half and a two-foot cock doing the same."
"Yeah…" Sakura said. "It's better to live life to the fullest while you still can."
"But Sense's not a protagonist."
That sentence seemed to make all the girls freeze before they looked at Naoto. Yoshi seemed shocked as she considered what she'd just said.
"He's not…" Gamo said even as her eyes trailed down to his pants and the tent that had formed during their conversation. The not so much small as manageable tent.
"Oh my…" Gamo said. "You…How big is your dick?"
Naoto looked at her. "What?"
"Answer me!" Gamo yelled.
"Uh… I don't know. Six inches?" Naoto said embarrassed. He'd always felt awkward about how small it was compared to other guys he saw in the changing room.
At the declaration the girls fell silent. Yoshi fell to her knees.
"He's a guy, so he doesn't have an endgame storyline, but he's not a protagonist, so his body isn't designed to break us." Nagatoro said.
"What will it take?" Gamo asked.
"What?" Naoto asked, but then he did a double take as she stared at him with a wild, but desperate edge in her eyes.
"For you to fuck me." Gamo said, her eyes wide and on edge. "You can have anything. I'll even let you do me raw."
"What?"
"Gamo…" Yoshi said. "We don't know if that'll work."
"My life ends tonight." Gamo said bitterly, "I'm willing to try." She looked at Naoto. "Please?" She asked.
"Th-th-this is happening way too fast." Naoto said stumbling back.
Gamo frowned but didn't say anything.
"Okay, I think we all need to calm down." Nagatoro said. "What are you going to do exactly? Create a harem storyline around this guy and hope it cancels out your own?"
"Yes." Yoshi said.
Nagatoro turned to her friend but shut down at the look on her face. She looked at her friends who all looked so much more hopeful, if desperate, than she'd seen in a long time.
What right did she have to try and stop them?
She looked at Naoto and walked up to him. "Senpai…" she said pleadingly.
Naoto was suffering from sensory overload. All of this was such new information to him and now three girls wanted to have sex with him as a survival tactic. He didn't know where to begin.
The school bell rang, signaling the end of class.
"People are going to be coming here for art class." He said. A lie, but he needed to collect his thoughts.
"Oh." Gamo said, sounding disappointed. "Well," she said, her voice a lot hollower than before, "I suppose it was a crazy sentiment to begin with."
Before Naoto could say anything, she was opened the door and left along with two of her friends.
Nagatoro was still looking at him. "You can have me." She said.
"What?" Naoto asked.
"You can have my Vanilla creampie loving body." She said as she turned around, swaying her hips as she did.
"But… you're storyline…"
"Is not more important than my friends." Nagatoro said as she walked out.
Naoto looked down.
/
Gamo had barely walked out of her last class before a big arm fell across her shoulders and dragged her towards a muscled chest. Her heart skipped a beat and her body stiffened. She looked up.
Michael smiled down at her. "Hey," he said. "I promised to show you a game right?"
Gamo blinked. Now? It was happening now?
"Actually," She said. "I made plans with my friends…" she glanced to the side. Her friends were coming towards them.
"They can come to," Michael said.
All three froze.
Keep your head down, avoid confrontation, stay away from the storylines of others.
"No need." Gamo said. "The plans weren't that important anyway. Just…" she looked at the three of them and smiled. "Goodbye guys. Hope you have fun without me."
Yoshi looked on the verge of tears, Nagatoro was fuming and Sakura looked sad.
"Let's go," Michael said as he began to drag her away.
"Wait…" a familiar voice said.
All their attention was drawn to the newcomer.
"Senpai?" Nagatoro asked.
"Michael," Naoto said. I wanted to talk to you about some uh… American designs.
Michael looked confused. "What?"
"Well, it's not every day I get to talk to a cultural exchange student. Uh, I was hoping to talk to you about somethings related to… football. I figured it would be interesting to try and make some art designs based on that."
Michael looked at Gamo. "Kinda busy here. You know, extracurricular activities." He smirked.
Naoto looked at Gamo. "I'm sure she'll be happy to wait for you." His eyes got more serious. "She knows where the extracurricular activities take place."
Gamo blinked. Then she nodded. "Yep."
Michael looked at her with an arched eyebrow, which was freaky considering he didn't have eyes.
She looked at back and said, with complete honesty. "I'll be waiting right there."
Michael nodded slowly before he let go of her. "So" he said, walking up to Naoto. "Let's talk football. And I gotta tell you, nothing really compares to the chaos of the field."
Gamo stared at the two boys walking away before several hands grabbed her from behind and dragged her away.
/
Naoto looked through the notes he'd taken from the discussion he'd had with Michael. The exchange student was surprisingly forthcoming with information and had a lot of passion for the sport. His attempt at a distraction may actually yield an interesting art piece.
He opened the door to the art room and walked in before looking up. "Where'd you find the couch?"
Nagatoro looked up from her position laid down on it. "The crafts club didn't need the Sofa anymore, so we took it."
Naoto blinked. "Right." He looked around.
Yoshi, Gamo and Sakura where whispering to each other in a corner.
"So Senpai…" Nagatoro said, blushing intensely. "I see you took my offer."
"Wh-what? No… I mean, I don't need you to…"
Nagatoro blinked. And then she smiled.
Naoto smiled back.
Then Nagatoro's smile changed. It got a lot smugger.
Naoto was filled with apprehension at the smile.
She got up. "Is Senpai scared?"
"Wh-what?"
Nagatoro got close. "Am I too intimidating for you?"
Naoto looked to the side and adjusted his glasses. "No… I just, figured you'd your own storyline?"
Nagatoro froze, her blush intensifying. "Well, there is that."
"Hey Hayacchi… are you going to join us or what?" Gamo asked.
The two turned to the other three who were looking at them with puzzled expressions.
"I uh…"
"Well while you're making your choice, I'd like to get on with it." She said as she walked forward and sat on the couch. "Come on Paisen." She said with a strained smile, patting her side.
She's just as nervous as I am, Naoto thought as he sat down next to her.
"So…" he said. "How do we…" his words were immediately muffled by a weight on his lap and lips. The kiss was short, sweet and made his mind go blank.
When the girl sitting on his lap leaned back, he blinked. "Sakura?"
The ditzy Gyaru laughed. "Sorry, I just wanted to do that."
Gamo looked shocked, but then she laughed. "Well… Paisen, how was your first kiss?"
"Uh… I…"
Before he could recover enough to answer, Gamo leaned in and kissed him. Their kiss was longer, and a lot fierier, than the one with Sakura. She then leaned back. "How was that?"
"It was uh…"
"Sense!"
Naoto turned to his left side and was immediately showered with kisses, some on his mouth, but mostly all over his face.
Yoshi, now sitting on the opposite side of Gamo smiled. "How was that."
"I…" Naoto was at a loss for words. In the blink of an eye, he'd gone from having no experience with girls to having three very attractive girls asking him about the quality of their kisses.
"Oh," Sakura said before she began rocking her hips back and forth against his hardening length. "You must have really liked kissing us."
Gamo giggled before she looked forward. "Hey Hayacchi. Get over here."
Naoto blinked before leaning to the side so he could see behind Sakura.
Nagatoro was glaring down. "I don't see the…"
"Just get over here." Gamo said.
"Yeah, get over here," Yoshi repeated.
"It's really good." Sakura said.
Nagatoro continued to glare at the ground but trudged forward. She walked around the couch until she was behind Naoto, grabbed the sides of his head and pulled it back.
"Ow," Naoto said, wincing from the pain before a pair of soft lips met his own.
Kissing Nagatoro was… hard to describe. It felt forceful, yet it also felt full of bliss. However, it wasn't over yet as he felt Nagatoro's tongue prod his mouth and subconsciously opened it. Her tongue entered his mouth and began wrestling with his own.
Naoto had no idea how long they kissed but was brought out of it by the feeling of hands on his penis and gasped, breaking off the kiss to look down.
At some point, the other girls had gotten off the couch and on their knees in front of him before taking out his cock.
"Huh…" Gamo said looking at the now rigid member. "Looks a bit longer than 6."
"6," Yoshi repeated.
Naoto blushed deeply.
"Oh don't mind us." Gamo said. "We just thought we'd get busy while you two made out." With that, she gave a long lick across the length of his member. Sakura and Yoshi giggled before following her lead and doing the same.
Naoto gasped as he felt the unfamiliar sensation of three tongues running up and down his length before he glanced at Nagatoro.
She looked extremely annoyed with her friends before she looked at Naoto and kissed him in the neck sending shivers down his spine.
Eventually, Yoshi decided to take the lead and opened her mouth up, taking him all in.
"Hey…" Sakura whined, mainly because she'd been seconds away from going the same.
Yoshi ignored her friends and began bobbing her head up and down slowly, the unfamiliar hot length in her mouth giving her pause. She'd never imagined she'd ever willingly do this for someone else, yet here she was, and in all honesty, she was enjoying herself.
Gamo simply shrugged it off. "That's fine," she said, "but I get to have sex with him first."
Everyone could agree to that.
Naoto groaned as Yoshi gobbled up his dick, her confidence slowly building as she did, her hands moving to hold it in place while also softly massaging it as she sucked him off.
Gamo, watching closely, slowly slipped a hand into her skirt.
"F-fuck," Naoto cursed. "That feels so good. I'm… I'm close."
Yoshi heard this and recognized what was about to happen. She removed it from her mouth and began jacking him off. Sakura joined her, focusing on rubbing the top of his dick.
"I'm… I'm Cumming!" Naoto announced as his dick spasmed and he was brought to orgasm, spraying his seed onto their faces.
"Wow…" Yoshi said as she reached up and touched one of the streams of white on her face.
Naoto gasped thinking that he should be the one saying that.
"Yup, wow." Gamo said a took off her skirt.
Naoto blinked and then stared as he watched her pull down her panties, presenting her nude lower half to him. His eyes were immediately drawn to the lips of her pussy, and the small lines of liquid going down from it.
Gamo looked off to the side, her face red. "Stop staring."
"Sorry," he said looking away. It was odd. None of them had any experience in the sexual department, yet for some reason, they all knew what they were doing.
Maybe the protagonists weren't the only ones designed for their role.
"Whatever." Gamo said, shocked to find that she was blushing. After years of minimizing all male attention, she was now presenting herself to one willingly.
She walked over to the couch and sat on his lap with her back to him.
She could feel his throbbing election against her ass.
"So Paisen…" she said. "Are you ready?" She reached back and brought one to her pussy. "Can you feel how wet I am?"
Naoto could not only feel it just from the light touches, but he found himself feeling particularly bold and began running his fingers up and down her slit making her moan with a surprisingly girly voice.
"W-wait…" she said.
"Nope," Nagatoro said, suddenly speaking up. "Time waits for no man, or woman. Senpai, go faster."
Naoto didn't need much instruction as his fingers moved faster the louder Gamo got, sliding up and down her moist entrance, his fingertips right in her folds, almost going in, but not quite.
"Aah," Gamo moaned as she bucked her hips. She had not expected this to start and now she was riding her Senpai's fingers on a slow, but sure ride to an orgasm.
Then Naoto's thumb accidentally brushed against her clitoris and she moaned loudly, not quite reaching orgasm, but arching her back at the sudden spike of pleasure as her already quite wet sex got even wetter.
Naoto, himself feeling close to the edge from Gamo sitting on his dick, decided that that was enough foreplay and shifted his body while pushing her with his free hand. He laid her down on the couch, moving into position above her until his dick was pointing at her entrance.
Gamo panted as she was moved suddenly and looked up, seeing her surprisingly serious Paisen right above her.
"I'm about to…" He began.
Gamo blinked before she felt something prodding at her entrance.
"Oh…" she said before smiling up at him. "Well then," she said, "what are you waiting for? An invitation? Make me yours."
Naoto, taking his chance slowly began to sink inside her.
Gamo gasped at the slight pain, but her lubricated entrance made it a lot more painless than she imagined as he pushed right into her.
Gamo moaned in pleasure as she felt herself get slowly filled up.
The girls had all gotten a lot more information from other women who'd gotten into storylines, but were still lucid enough to communicate freely, and they'd all described their experiences.
This felt completely different from what they described. There was some pain, but it was minor compared to the splitting in half feeling they described. And her mind was filled with pleasure, but it wasn't overwhelming. Sure it would apparently feel better if she did it with Michael, but so would a shot of heroin. As it was, she didn't want to let go of everything. She could picture herself living without Paisen.
Well, maybe not at the moment she realized as back arched and toes bent as she felt his dick brush up against a place she'd never been able to touch with her fingers.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
Gamo nodded as she wrapped her hands around his shoulders and pulled him into a kiss.
This only encouraged Naoto who pulled out of her just as slowly as he'd sunk in before he slammed in.
"Aah," Gamo moaned into his lips.
Naoto continued to pump in and out of her. Gamo, responding to the pleasure also began to move her hips in conjunction with his increasing the pleasure between the two of them.
The two separated from their kiss and Gamo let out a long moan that felt like it contained every sensation she was feeling.
Naoto for his part, was almost overwhelmed by the tightness of the girl beneath him as her pussy squeezed his dick as he thrust in and out of her, their connection making an audible squishing sound as he did.
"F-fuck." Gamo said. "Look at that. Paisen's pushing me closer and closer to the edge."
"The edge." Yoshi said as she popped up in their line of view, surprising them though not enough to slow them down.
She was leaning over the edge of the couch so that she was above Gamo similar to Naoto and Nagatoro's kiss. But instead, she kissed Naoto.
Naoto's degenerate side was more stimulated by the fact that he was currently kissing one of the best friends of the girl he was fucking and he began thrusting even faster drawing Gamo away from confusion about that was going on above her towards a more pleasured state of mind.
"Yes!" She moaned as he railed her even harder. "I'm… close."
Naoto separated from the kiss and looked down at her. "Should I…"
Gamo anticipated his response and pulled him in for a kiss while wrapping her legs around him. The message was clear, and it only made him more excited as he thrust his throbbing cock into her even faster in their final sprint towards the edge.
Gamo won the race, going off the edge in spectacular fashion as she screamed into his mouth as her pussy contacted and her back arched so much that she almost lifted the man above her into the air.
The feeling of her walls getting even tighter made Naoto lose himself as he hit his orgasm releasing his sperm inside her.
Gamo moaned in pleasure as she felt him Cum inside her. Shots of his semen hit like punctuations to the waves of pleasure she was riding down from her high.
"Wow." She said.
"That's what I said." Yoshi said.
Gamo glared up at her friend before scooting up and catching her in a hug.
"H-hey!" Yoshi said, though her voice was muffled by Gamo's boobs.
"Hey Paisen, I think you should attend to Yoshi now."
Naoto blinked at the request before nodding and getting off the orange haired girl.
Gamo felt a twinge of disappointment as she felt him leave her but thought nothing of it as she continued to hold onto her friend. "Don't worry." She told the struggling girl. "It feels really good."
The hold was so awkward Yoshi could probably have escaped if she tried hard enough but they were ultimately there to have sex. So she settled for blowing a Raspberry into Gamo's shirt.
Naoto moved behind Yoshi and looked awkwardly at her skirt.
"Don't tell me you feel awkward now?"
He jumped at the sudden voice and looked at Nagatoro who was smirking at him. "Wh-what?"
"Just pull her skirt down." Sakura said appearing at his other side.
"Yeah." Nagatoro said. "You can do it."
"You can do it." Sakura said.
"You can do it." Both Gamo and Yoshi repeated.
"You can do it. You can do it. You can do it." All four of them chanted making him arch his eyebrows in annoyance before he grabbed the sides of her skirt and pulled it down revealing pink panties. He also pulled that down making Yoshi squeal. He removed the articles of clothing from her legs and tossed them aside.
"Don't forget to get her ready Senpai-kun."
"I know…" he said as he got on his knees and looked closely at her womanhood. He hadn't really seen one before. Then again, Yoshi had been the one to give him a blowjob, so he supposed he should return the favor. He leaned forward gave her a lick along her slit making her squeal again.
"It doesn't taste bad." He said.
"D…don't say that." He heard the girl say before he rolled his eyes and licked her again making her moan in pleasure. He gave it another lick before he got into a groove and began running his tongue up and down her folds, beginning to enjoy the taste as he did.
Yoshi rocked her body as she felt his tongue run along the course of her slit, moaning into Gamo's boobs as she did. Gamo had looked like she felt really good when they'd done it and she was starting to get why as her pussy reacted to the soft organ running along its surface. She rocked her ass back towards him as far as she could, wanting to bask in the feeling of Sense lapping at her pussy lips.
Sakura got on her knees next to Naoto prompting him to glance at her.
"Let me tell you a secret." She whispered as she pointed towards what looked like a bump at the end of Yoshi's cunt. "Suck that."
Naoto raised an eyebrow at the request before he looked at it and leaned forward taking it in his mouth and giving it a gentle suck. Then Yoshi's legs slammed shut on his face.
Yoshi screamed at the sudden influx of stimuli as she came unexpectedly from having her clit sucked before, as quickly as the energy had come over her, it left her body and all but collapsed.
Naoto pulled back and took a breath while rubbing his face.
"Oh. I didn't see that coming." Sakura said.
"I'm extra sensitive there." Yoshi gasped out.
Nagatoro helped Naoto up. "Wow Senpai." She said grabbing his dick. "You're hard as a rock."
Naoto looked at her, but her face was down so he couldn't see it. He did notice that her hand seemed to have already been wet before she touched his dick.
"It's kinda gross." She said.
"What?"
"Ignore her." Gamo said, "She'll be singing a different tune when she's riding it."
Nagatoro didn't say anything and moved behind her Senpai before pushing him forward towards Yoshi. "That's what you think." She said before turning around.
She felt her face heat up as she stared at her hand. "I touched it," she whispered.
Naoto looked back at her confused by her actions.
"Sense…" Yoshi moaned. "I'm waiting."
Naoto looked back at the job at hand and nodded before walking up to her and grabbing his cock. He ran his tip up and down the length of her slit before he slowly began pushing it in.
Yoshi gasped as she felt him sink into her tight hole. Just yesterday, she didn't plan on living long enough to have sex and now she was in the middle of it.
Gamo let go and slid out from under her. "My job here is done," she said.
Yoshi simply moaned as she rested her face on the couch. "It's not as soft as your chest." She said after a moment earning a bark of laughter from the girl in question.
Yoshi's cunt felt a lot… cushier, for lack of a better word, than Gamo's. It was hard to put into words. It was tight, as he'd expect from a virgin, but oddly soft.
He pulled back before thrusting back in making Yoshi moan as he did so before he began to do so at a regular pace, the sound of his belly hitting her ass and her moans making him prouder than it should.
He continued to thrust at a regular pace, stabbing himself up to the hilt into her sopping cunt as he held onto her by her hips.
His deep strokes made Yoshi moan even more as she raised her legs up, her toes curling from the pressure. With her center of gravity focused on her upper body, Sense's thrusts felt a lot more powerful than she expected.
"Feels so good." She moaned. Each thrust felt like it was twisting her insides up in a good way and made her body jerk more and more.
"You feel so good too." Naoto said as he continued to jerk his hips, hammering away at her pussy. It felt like he was fucking a pillow. A tight, warm, wet, fuckable pillow.
"I'm going to cum." He warned.
"Well let's not waste any more time." Gamo said from where she was standing behind Naoto.
Without further warning, she grabbed both of Yoshi's feet and raised them up, tilting her body forward and making the cock that seemed to already be stretching her to her limit somehow go even deeper.
The sudden shift made Naoto lose his balance and he fell forward planting his hands on either side of her and pushing more of his weight into her.
"Aaah." Yoshi screamed as another surprise orgasm was triggered inside her as she and Naoto came at the same time. She moaned, her body feeling boneless as though pressed under a mountain of pleasure. And the second-year student on top and inside her.
Naoto groaned at the sudden release as he felt Yoshi's vagina squeeze his dick, milking his seed out.
"Gamo-chan." Yoshi moaned. It felt too good for her to really say she was annoyed, but still.
Gamo laughed to herself.
Naoto climbed off the couch, pulling himself out of Yoshi's cunt as he did so. Small drops of his cum dripped out of her when he did. It was extremely erotic.
"My turn." He heard Sakura say as she hugged him from behind.
He turned to look at her and did a double take. She was completely naked apart from her socks and shoes.
"S-S-Sakura?" He asked.
She blinked. "Do you not like the shoes?"
"Uh… no?"
"Great," she said before walking to a corner where the girls had piled up their bags. She bent down, showing him everything, and reached into one before pulling out a small white bottle.
"What's that for?" Nagatoro asked. Naoto realized that she was sitting on a chair, her hand buried down her skirt. The same one she had used to grab his dick. He looked away with a smirk not saying anything.
Sakura blushed, "Well… I don't get… wet, as easily as you guys."
Naoto blinked at the news.
"Really?" Gamo asked. "And so you just carry that around?"
"Well I couldn't avoid the club forever." She said.
"Oh…"
Sakura walked over to the couch and laid on it similar to Gamo had before she turned the bottle over and sprayed some of it directly over her crotch. She then began rubbing it inside her and moaning in pleasure. Yoshi had climbed off and was sitting on the floor touching herself very softly.
Everyone watched as Sakura basically masturbated in front of them for half a minute before she looked up. "Senpai…" she moaned.
Naoto took that as his cue and walked briskly up to her before somewhat clumsily climbing onto her. He inched his cock closer to her almost shining cunt.
Sakura looked up with an exaggerated cuteness that made her friends roll their eyes. "Please be gentle."
At that moment Naoto's tip began to penetrate her making her gasp at the feeling as she reached back and braced her arms against the armrest. Naoto relaxed and lowered his body until his cock had sunk into her vagina completely, earning a sensual moan from her.
"Oh," she gasped, her hips bucking upwards to meet him. "Yeah, keep going."
Naoto, feeling a lot bolder than he had when they'd started reached his arm down and wrapped them around her waist before pulling her closer while also letting his face fall onto her breasts.
Sakura, surprised by the development made a sound that started as a squeal, gave up, and became a moan of ecstasy as the dick inside her hit a point that felt way too good to deny.
Naoto began pumping in and out of her. He knew he wasn't strong enough to hold this position for long, but he was confident he could do it for a while, especially with her wonderful pussy assisting him. While she apparently couldn't self-lubricate, she was clearly using some high-quality stuff given how smoothly his dick slid in and out of her tight snatch.
Sakura pushed against the armrest even more as her Senpai pounded her cunt with all of his strength, the sound and feeling of his balls against her ass and his face rubbing on her sensitive breasts only making the experience all the better.
Naoto continued to fuck her with quick, smooth and deep strokes while he rubbed his face on her soft boobs and held her body to his allowing him to slide straight into her the moment he slid out, going so fast, he could barely feel his dick being outside her.
It was a sensation of constant motion and softness that he could get lost in.
Sakura moaned as she was stuffed to the brim over and over again. The pleasure felt almost unreal. This was reasonable? This would allow her to keep her mind? As the cock slammed right over her most sensitive part one more time, she felt her body react almost automatically as her legs shot up and wrapped around Naoto's waist in an almost instinctual desire to be bred.
"I'm Cumming!" She yelled as she felt the pressure inside her break and be release through an outlet between her legs.
Naoto, feeling the pressure of Sakura's legs wrap around his midsection and the sudden squeeze of her pussy also hit orgasm as he felt his cock get milked for all it was worth once again. He groaned as he slammed into her as hard as he could and released his semen as deep into her as he could.
Sakura gasped at the feeling of steams of cum spraying into her.
Almost too soon, they came down from their high and crashed down on the couch, panting from the exertion.
"Damn," Gamo said. "Where was that a couple minutes ago?"
"Yeah…" Yoshi said.
Naoto looked up at them, but his eyes zeroed in on the only person in the room he hadn't deflowered.
Nagatoro realized he was looking at her. "Don't look at me Senpai," she said with a smug grin, it's gross. But even as she said that, she was dressed in a swimsuit.
"Did you change?" He asked her as soon as he caught his breath.
She smirked. "Nope, I was wearing this under my uniform." She struck a pose. "Don't I look cute and sexy?"
"Yes." He answered.
She stumbled at his honest answer and looked to the side. "Oh…"
Naoto forced himself off Sakura and laid back on the other side of the couch.
"Aww, he's getting soft." Yoshi said.
"What?" Nagatoro asked as she realized she was right. Naoto's dick was slowly going down.
"Hmm. I guess four rounds is his limit." Gamo said.
"I'll fix that." Nagatoro said as she walked up to the couch. She picked up Sakura's lube. "Is it okay if I use this?"
Sakura got off the couch with slightly shaky legs. "Sure." She said.
Nagatoro smirked looked at Naoto.
"You look so gross, Senpai," she said. "Your uniform is soaked in sweat and your thing is practically shiny."
Naoto groaned almost feeling like he'd drift off from exhaustion. And then he was suddenly brought back when his glasses were snatched off and he felt something soft and heavy on his face.
"Hmph," he tried to say.
"Sorry Senpai I can't hear you," Nagatoro said as she wiggled her butt on his face. She bent her legs so that her feet were close to her and sprayed some of the lube on her soles.
"Hey," Sakura said, "that costs money."
"Don't worry." Nagatoro replied as she reached her legs out and put it on the cock that had held her attention for the past 15 minutes.
"How do you like that Senpai?" She asked as she began rubbing her feet against his cock. "I'm rubbing your cock with my feet. Does it feel good?"
Naoto groaned in reaction at the foreign, but not unpleasant feeling of soft feet rubbing up and down his penis.
"Well?" She asked wiggling her hips. "Does it feel good?"
Naoto felt annoyed at her constant prodding and reached up to her butt.
"Wait… what are you…?"
Naoto adjusted her position above him until he found what he was looking for. He stuck his tongue out.
Naoto had a full body shudder as she felt his tongue touch her sensitive pussy through the material of her swimwear. "Se-senpai… what are yo-eep." She squealed as he began licking at her with ore vigor making her squirm even more and rock her hips. "Th-that's so gross." She moaned, not knowing what else to say.
"He seems ready for another round." Gamo said drawing Nagatoro's attention to Naoto's member, which was now at attention. "But, if you're too busy, I suppose I can take another ride."
"No!" Nagatoro yelled as she scrambled forward and shoving Gamo away.
The orange haired girl laughed as she stepped back. "Okay." She said.
Nagatoro sighed before spinning around to look down at Naoto. "Okay…" she said. "Let's do this." She reached down and moved the bottom of her swimsuit aside.
Naoto stared at the pale skin of her crotch.
"D-don't look at me like that… it's creepy." Nagatoro mumbled, but she didn't sound very convincing as she lowered herself onto him. She out her hands on his stomach to brace herself and gasped as she felt the tip touch her pussy lips.
She smiled down at Naoto who was watching her intently and continued to lower herself until his tip penetrated her.
Naoto groaned at the sensation of slipping inside her. She was undoubtedly the tightest of her friends, yet, he slipped in her just the same, their combined lubrication making it so much easier. He stared as her cunt slowly engulfed his dick one inch at a time. It took all of his self-control not to immediately thrust up into her.
Nagatoro gripped his shirt as she sunk onto him. She was starting to understand why her storyline said she softens up for this.
Finally, after what felt like forever, she hit the limit and her butt reached his waist. Her body was shaking as it was pushed to its limits, filled with his cock. "S-s-so… how is that?" She asked.
"It feels so good inside you." He groaned.
Nagatoro smiled at the praise and smiled even more as she felt him twitch inside her.
"How do I feel?" He asked.
"What?" She gasped out.
"How do I feel inside you?" He asked.
Nagatoro laughed awkwardly. "Well… it doesn't feel too bad…"
"Really?" Sakura asked.
Nagatoro suddenly remembered that they had an audience and looked at her friends. They were all dressed and watching.
"Paisen… raise your hips a little."
"Whaa-aaahh!" Nagatoro yelped as she felt her body get lifted up before being lowered down. The very solid dick that buried in her seemed to go even farther up her body making her moan.
"Well…?" Gamo asked.
"It feels so good!" Nagatoro moaned as she raised her hips slightly and brought them down before repeating the process over and over again. "Senpai's dick feels so good. It's filling me up completely."
Naoto blushed at the unexpected praise, even as the tanned girl picked up speed as she bounced on his dick.
"I love the feeling of your cock fucking me in my tight cunt!" Nagatoro felt like she was being lifter into heaven with each bounce on his dick.
"My she has a mouth on her." Sakura said.
"Fuck." Naoto replied as he also began moving his hips to match her thrusts. Just her sitting on his dick had been amazing, but to have her actually fuck him was indescribable. His hands moved and grabbed her ass, massaging it and helping it go up and down which made her groan as she threw her head back.
Nagatoro was submerged in ecstasy, her brain only focusing on keeping her body going up and down to experience more of the amazing feeling.
"Fuck," she moaned staring up at the ceiling. "Fuck me. Fuck me harder, you gross stud."
If Naoto heard the insult, he didn't seem to care as his hips began moving even faster beneath her. One of his hands moved to her crotch and began thumbing at the button Yoshi had pointed out to him. Nagatoro immediately saw white as she was pushed over the edge into an orgasm.
Naoto, who had been expecting this however, managed to hold off on his own orgasm as he watched the beautiful girl on top of him ride hers out.
Nagatoro collapsed forward and landed on his chest. She stared at her friends, grinning at her before she looked up. For some reason, it felt like something was missing. "Was that…?"
Naoto interrupted her by moving his hips again with a single thrust deep into her pussy that made her moan into his shirt.
"Fuck!" Naoto moaned as he repeated his thrusts into her defenseless cunt. "Fuck yeah! Give it to me. Give me every inch of your big fat cock."
Naoto buried himself so deep inside her, she could swear she felt him brush against the entrance of her womb, bringing her closer to a second orgasm. Her pussy was ravenously accepting every inch of him and she couldn't be happier. Only one thing could make it better.
As if he read her mind, Naoto grabbed the back of her hair and pulled it up before kissing her.
The kiss was explosive and rejuvenating, making Naoto thrust even harder as they climbed to the peaks of their pleasure. He thrust up with all that remained of his strength, his arms wrapping around her relatively small body and holding her close and speared into her.
Finally, after what felt like the sprint in their erotic adventure, he slammed in one more time and release his load deep inside her vagina, right into her womb. Naoto let out a throaty moan as his hips bucked upwards like they had a mind of their own, his consciousness leaving him.
Nagatoro, so close to her own orgasm could barely handle the sudden explosion of pleasure that being filled gave her and let out an ear-splitting moan. His cum felt like it was dousing the flames of her own orgasm with an unbelievably cool liquid that felt no less intense.
Both of them writhed in ecstasy before simultaneously fainting.
"Wow," Yoshi said.
"You said it." Gamo said.
In all honesty, what they'd just witnessed had them raring to go for another round, however, there was one thing on all their minds.
"Uh… the point of this was to not get broken." Sakura said. "Is Toro-chan okay?"
Gamo thought about it before flicking her wrist making her storyline device appear in her hand. She looked at it before smiling. "I think we'll be fine."
The other two looked at her before summoning their own devices and looking at them.
The new cover showed all five naked on a large bed a familiar shade of pink. Two of them were on either side of their Senpai, smiling and giving peace sighs to the camera. Senpai looked awkward, but he had a smile on his face and one arm wrapped around Nagatoro. Nagatoro seemed just as happy and lucid as the rest of them.
"Sharing my Shy Boyfriend with My Best Friends." Gamo read smiling uncontrollably.
"We did it…" Sakura whispered.
Yoshi said nothing and continued to stare at the screen, tears forming in her eyes.
They looked at the sleeping couple.
"Should we wake them?" Yoshi asked.
Gamo smiled. "I'll get the bucket of water."
/
Gamo took a deep breath as she walked to her house. Now was the moment of truth. She opened the door.
Michael was standing in front of the door. He seemed to be glaring, but it was hard to tell without any eyes.
For a second her heart stopped, and she prepared to turn around and run.
"Uh… I…"
"Save it." He said. "I can't believe you ditched me. You lied to my face."
"I'm sorry." Gamo said. "Something came up."
Michael looked her up and down. "You look and smell like you ran a marathon."
"Yeah…" Gamo said with an awkward laugh.
"Whatever." Michael said. "Move, I have a date."
Gamo blinked before looking him up and down. He had dressed rather fancily.
"Really?"
"Yeah… I met her on the way here."
Roughly around when I lost my virginity, Gamo thought before she moved for him. "Enjoy yourself." She said.
"I intend to." He replied smugly as he walked out.
Gamo closed the door behind her. "I'm gonna give that silly Paisen a blowjob." She said.
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'It was hard to put into words.' Man, that's your job.
This is the longest one-shot I've ever written, and I will be the first to admit that its strange as hell and has been extremely draining. In other news, I started a twitter account for some reason. writerimmigrant.
