Chapter 1

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A boy’s blank mind saw a cute girl in a

white dress whose name he did not know. She was crying and wet from the rain.

“What’s the matter?” he asked in a young

voice.

She seemed surprised by his sudden

appearance, so she fell butt-first into a puddle and her teary blue eyes

quavered.

She may have thought a bully or a dangerous

person had spoken to her because she froze in place and her expression

stiffened.

But after staring at him for a few seconds,

she seemed to realize he was not anyone to be afraid of.

The fact that he was about her age seemed

to tell her he could not harm her, so the fear in her blue eyes faded, she

breathed a sigh of relief, and her cute expression returned.

“Are you okay? You can get out of the rain

at my house.”

“Th-thanks…hyah!? Why? …No. Don’t look…

Don’t looooook!”

She may have been a little too relieved by his

kind words when she was feeling so forlorn. The girl frantically held down her

skirt and her small body trembled.

Several ripples spread through the puddle

she was sitting in and a yellow liquid that obviously was not rainwater

followed.

“Sob, sob, sob. …This is too embarrassing…

I…I…sob…”

“D-don’t worry. Let’s get to my house. You

need to take a bath.”

He pulled on the crying girl’s hand as he walked

through the rain, opened the front door, and entered his house.

“The bath is on the left at the end of the

hallway.”

After sending the girl to the bath, he ran

to grab a fresh towel.

He might have been able to ask his parents,

but unfortunately both of them were at work He had to take care of it even if he

was not used to it.

Seemingly urged on by something, he grabbed

a fresh towel from high in the closet and rushed down the hallway to the bath.

“I have a towel for you, so I’ll be coming

in.”

He called in from outside the door but

received no answer. She had likely left the changing room, so she would be

using the shower. He felt his heart beating harder than it ever had before as

he slowly opened the changing room door and peeked inside.

“You can put your clothes in the

washing-…!?”

But as soon as he did, he froze in place.

The strange girl was still in the changing

room and she was in the middle of removing her clothes.

She had slowly rolled up the white dress

and was pulling it over her head, so she only wore a white camisole and white

panties.

This was his first time seeing a girl like

that, so he was too surprised to look away.

“I’m taking a bath at a strange boy’s

house. This is kind of embarra-…!?”

As she muttered to herself, the girl’s blue

eyes turned and met his.

Even as young as he was, he knew not to

watch a girl changing.

He expected her to scream just like when

they had met, but she betrayed that expectation. As if she had not noticed him

after all, she removed her camisole and panties, leaving herself entirely nude.

Also, she made no attempt to hide her

exposed skin and slowly entered the bath while showing off her undeveloped body

with a blush on her face.

“Nn…nnnn… Wake up? But there’s a naked girl

in front of me…”

He gave an inarticulate reply to a

mysterious voice that seemed to come from the ether.

“Naked? You must really want to me to hit

you to have such a shameless dream in the middle of class, Hihiro.”

“Nn… But let me…let me see this just a

little longer… Zzz….”

Wanting to see the naked girl a little

more, he started to open the bath door through which he could hear the shower

running.

“You have some guts, Hihiro Akiya! You are

going to pay for the crime of insulting my class!”

Whap!

Intense pain struck the back of his head

and he fell from his chair with stars dancing around his eyes.

“Don’t you dare even ask that, Hihiro. You

have guts to fall asleep in my class.”

He looked up to see a female teacher in a

blouse and tight skirt. She was looking down at him with tense cheeks.

He looked around sleepily and saw uniforms

of white blouses or shirts with red vests and ties as well as navy blue pleated

miniskirts or pants. The girls and boys wearing that uniform of Honosaki Academy were staring at him half in shock.

“You must have been enjoying yourself,

Hihiro. Dreaming of a naked girl, were you? You shameless brat.”

The female teacher formed a daunting smile

and pierced him with her cold eyes.

“A-a girl? How did you know?”

“You said so yourself in your sleep.”

“Ha ha…ha ha ha ha ha ha…”

Laughing it off was his only option in that

teacher’s cold gaze.

He looked to his classmates, but most of

them had their shoulders shaking from suppressed laughter.

“Come to the faculty room afterschool. I

will lecture you until you see the error of your ways.”

The silly chime rang to indicate the end of

class and Hihiro Akiya resolved himself for the hell awaiting him afterschool.

Two hours after sixth period had ended,

Akiya had finally finished having that female teacher lecture him until his

ears ached. He left the faculty room looking like his soul had left him.

(Ahhhhh, I can’t stand it. I feel like she

rejected every last part of me… And how am I supposed to keep myself from

having weird dreams, anyway?)

He could not help that. Besides, that was

not actually a dream. It was something that had actually happened when he was a

kid.

He still did not know the cute girl’s name.

After she had finished her shower, someone from her home had come and picked

her up, but he had never seen her since.

He could not imagine why he would be

dreaming of that moment now.

“But I sure do know why that teacher still

isn’t married.”

He could not help but mutter that thought

when he recalled the teacher’s hysteric stiff expression.

“I heard that, Hihiro! I clearly didn’t get

through to you, so get back in here!”

“S-sorry. And goodbyyyyye!”

She had frighteningly good hearing and that

topic seemed taboo when it came to that teacher.

Afraid of receiving another lecture from

that spinster, he made a mad dash away from the faculty room.

“Nn… This really is heavy. Maybe if

someone’s still here, I should- kyah!?”

He ran right into a girl who unsteadily

exited the neighboring supply room carrying a heavy-looking cardboard box.

His apology ground to a halt when he saw

the girl.

She had chestnut hair long enough to reach

her waist and a mature silhouette with some youthfulness remaining. The corners

of her blue eyes tilted somewhat downward like a cat’s, her nose was cutely

shaped, and her pink lips were well-formed.

She was the student council president whose

beauty everyone in the school looked up to and who was known as queen of the

school. Her name was Honosaki Yunori.

She also had the proportions of a teen

model. The soft masses pushing out the chest of her white blouse and red vest

were quite large and her red necktie alluringly decorated the cleavage in

between.

The top of her skirt was wrapped tightly

around her slender waist and her butt was large enough to alluringly lift the

back of her skirt. Her long, slender legs were decorated with white knee socks

and gave off a bittersweet sort of sexiness. Just looking at her was enough to

fill him with happiness.

That girl had fallen onto her butt in the

hallway.

Any boy – or even girl – who saw her would

have fallen for her.

As he apologized, her lower half came into

view.

The fall had pushed up her miniskirt and

her high-leg panties with pink frills were still on full display.

No guy could have looked away.

“S-sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was-…

You!?”

Without noticing her pushed-up skirt, the

queen of the school stood up in surprise once she saw Akiya’s face.

He responded in confusion while feeling

lucky she had not noticed him staring at her panties, but she continued staring

at his face without saying a word.

“Eh? Oh, sorry. I just remembered something

from a long time ago is all. …More importantly, it looks like you weren’t

hurt.”

He thought she was more likely to be hurt

than him since she was the one who had fallen to her butt, but he decided it

was not worth saying.

Looking somewhat rushed, the president gave

him a curious look and reached for the box she had dropped when she fell.

“U-um, I need to get this moved in a

hurry.”

She tried to lift the box while glancing

his way, but it looked like she could not.

Her slender eyebrows bent and she let out a

long groan of effort.

(I doubt she could lift that if she kept at

it for a full hour.)

Any normal student would be hesitant to

speak to her. And as the daughter of the school’s administrator, not even the

teachers could defy Yunori.

If she asked a teacher, they were sure to

help her, but Akiya could not just ignore her troubles and go home.

Besides, he was the one who had made her

drop it.

He spoke to her, but she did not turn his

way because she was still trying to lift the box.

“Um, that looks heavy, so how about I

help?”

“Eh? Really? Thank you. It was too heavy

for me to carry, so I didn’t know what I was going to do.”

The instant he said he would help, she gave

him a delighted smile, moved out of the way, and gave him a kind look that

said, “please do”.

From the smile on her face, he suspected

she had been hoping this would happen from the start.

But a look of expectation from the queen of

the school was not a bad feeling at all. In fact, any guy would gladly carry it

for her.

“There we go. …So where do I need to take

it?”

“The student council room. Oh, but wait

just a second. I have one more to carry.”

He was feeling puzzled by the look the

beautiful girl gave him as he lifted the box that probably was a little heavy

for a girl, but then she hurried back into the supply room and returned with

another cardboard box.

But this one had little in it and looked

light.

“Shall we go then? That’s heavy, so be

careful.”

She started walking, so he followed.

He had attended this school for a little

over a year now and this was the first time he had interacted with Yunori. His

face relaxed and a smile naturally escaped to his lips.

But he could not find anything to say.

This was his first time speaking with her,

so it was only natural to not have a common topic to discuss. Still, he wanted

to say at least one thing before arriving at the student council room.

“I-it must be tough having to stay this

late working for the student counc-…!?”

That boring topic was the best he could

come up with, but as soon as he stared speaking, his eyes locked onto her

thighs as she started up the stairs.

The president tilted her head when he

stopped midsentence.

“Really? Then hurry up with that box.”

She responded without delay and with a

smile on her face and she soon started back up the stairs. But all thought of

conversation had left Akiya’s mind because his gaze was fixated on the queen of

the school’s thighs.

He had seen her panties when he had knocked

her over, but this was a different sort of visual treat.

Every time she climbed another step, the

lovely legs in her white knee socks would scatter some faint eroticism behind

them. The way her skirt fluttered from the movements of her seductive thighs

tickled at the teenage boy’s heart.

(Her legs are so pretty. What’s this funny

feeling in-…!?)

He gulped and felt a sexual emotion rising

within him. And as if she understood how he was feeling, she crouched down on

the landing and set down her box to adjust her grip.

(Ohhh!! I can see her panties!)

He was on the steps situated lower than the

landing, so he had a view right up her short skirt and a full view of her pink-frilled

white panties.

Plus, bending over had pressed the cloth

tight against her most precious place, revealing its shape.

Her panties had the same tidiness as her impeccable

behavior, but they also had a sexiness to them. Akiya instantly burned the

image into his retinas. He stared intently at the soft-looking peach shape of her

butt and the plump mound of her feminine flesh visible in the contours of the cloth.

He made sure to carve those shapes into his memory.

“E-even if there isn’t much in them,

cardboard boxes are so unwieldy, aren’t they?”

He replied nervously when the president

spoke to him, oblivious to his view. Yet when she picked the box back up and

started up the next flight of stairs, her cheeks were somewhat flushed for some

reason.

(I saw her panties… And for the second time

today!)

He stared at the queen of the school’s

thighs and fluttering skirt as he walked up the stairs behind her. However, she

was walking differently now.

She had been walking normally before, but

ever since adjusting her grip on the box, she was shaking her peach-like butt

back and forth which shook her skirt enough for it to flip upwards.

When he mentally combined the seductive

shaking of her butt and the panties he had seen earlier, he got the feeling she

was trying to expose her panties as she climbed the stairs.

Akiya forgot every last word of the lecture

he had received a few minutes before and his mind was filled with nothing but

the queen of the school’s panties and ass.

“Could you place that inside the student

council room?”

Her sudden words caught him off guard.

He had been so delighted at seeing her

panties that they had reached the fourth floor and arrived at the student

council room without him noticing.

“Oh, r-right. I’ll just place it here.”

A little disappointed his time with her was

over, he entered the student council room and set down the box, but he really

wished he did not have to just leave.

After a quick nod, he reluctantly started

to leave the room.

“Ah, wait a minute. You’re Hihiro Akiya,

aren’t you?”

He was surprised to hear his name coming

out of the president’s mouth. She then nodded several times as if coming to

some kind of understanding.

(Why does she know my name?)

He was briefly confused how Yunori would

know that, but he had heard of some student council presidents who knew the

names and faces of every student in the school.

She was most likely one of those.

Happy that the queen of the school knew his

name, he started to leave again.

“I told you to wait. You carried that heavy

box all this way, so I’ll buy you a drink as thanks.”

The president stopped him.

“You don’t have to do that. All I did was

carry a box.”

“I said I would buy you a drink, so let

me.”

He tried to refuse, but she forcefully

grabbed his arm and dragged him to a vending machine on the school grounds.

(Wah!? Her hand is so soft and warm!)

A girl he looked up to was holding his

hand. She was technically only pulling on his arm, but his heart still began to

race at the unique softness of a girl’s hand.

They were alone in the school building, so

the short time until they reached the vending machine felt like a date to

Akiya.

“Um, what would you like? Tea? Coffee?”

That enjoyable time was over before he knew

it and she asked him to make a selection, but he really did not care about the

drink.

Spending time with the queen of the school

was enough for him.

“E-either one! Anything’s fine!”

The president laughed in delight when he

gave an immediate answer during this happy time. She then reached into her bag

for some money.

“I wonder what I should get for myself.”

As soon as she pulled out her wallet, a

small remote control fell from her bag.

Oblivious to the fallen remote, the

president inserted money into the vending machine.

Feeling guilty that she was paying for him,

he reached down to pick up the remote, but…

The remote’s switch was unexpectedly

sensitive, so he seemed to have turned it on while picking it up.

As soon as the switch activated, Yunori

tensed up in surprise as she bought the cans of coffee.

He tried to ask her what was wrong, but

instead of answering, she bent forward a little, held her lower stomach, and

let her sock-covered thighs tremble.

“H-here’s your coffee! I still have

business to take care of!”

He tried to ask if she was feeling all

right, but she shouted in a shrill voice, forced a can of coffee into his

hands, and rushed back to the school building.

He called after her to return the remote,

but she did not turn back as she ran down the hallway and up the stairs so

quickly her miniskirt fluttered upwards.

“Wh-what was that all about?”

He stood there with the remote, confused

why her behavior had changed so suddenly after acting normally while operating

the vending machine.

He could not figure out what had happened

to her.

“What should I do with this?”

He was unsure what to do with the remote he

had failed to return to her. He thought about leaving it here so she could find

it when she got back, but he also felt that would be wrong of him.

“I can’t just search around for her. I

suppose she’ll notice it if I leave it in the student council room.”

He did not know where she had gone, but he

knew she would return to the student council room. With that in mind, he opened

his can of coffee and drank it on his way to the fourth floor.

Akiya skipped every other step on the way

up, arrived at the student council room, and drank down the rest of the coffee

before knocking.

But he received no answer.

He had thought the president might have

rushed back here, but she did not seem to be there.

“I guess I’ll just leave it on her desk.”

He felt a little guilty opening the door to

that room normal students were not allowed inside, but he did so anyway.

The room was as large as a normal

classroom, but it felt larger with only a few long desks, chairs, and

bookcases.

“Um, the president’s seat is…here?”

He looked around, spotted a desk by the

blackboard with a nameplate reading “President” and prepared to place the

remote on it.

But at that moment, he heard someone

running down the hallway.

He panicked. He would be in trouble if a

teacher found him in here without permission. In the worst case, he could even

be suspended.

He frantically searched for a place to hide

and spotted a locker for cleaning supplies in a corner of the room.

“I-I’ll have to hide in here!”

There was nowhere else to hide.

He could not escape into the hallway, so he

rushed inside the locker and shut the door.

“Ahh, ahh, ahh… Wh-why? I can’t find it

anywhere…”

As soon as Akiya hid himself, Yunori rushed

inside, out of breath and with her mature beauty flushed red. She immediately

leaned against the door to shut and lock it.

“I-I can’t keep this up… It’s going to

drive me insane…”

She was as unsteady as someone with a high

fever and she collapsed on top of her desk while her thighs trembled. She was

breathing heavily enough to shake her large breasts and her entire body was

noticeably sweaty even from a distance.

(Wh-what’s wrong!? She isn’t looking well

at all!)

Akiya watched from the locker and nearly

rushed out in worry, but he doubted his eyes when he saw what happened next.

Yunori had placed her peach-like butt on

the long desk like it was a bed, but now she seductively unbuttoned her vest

and began fondling the soft swellings through her blouse.

The beautiful legs sprawled out on the desk

rubbed their thighs together again and again, she lifted her skirt, and moans

escaped her pink lips.

“Wh-wh-wh-what is she doing?”

He panicked at what the most famous girl in

the school was doing.

A girl was using the student council room

to secretly masturbate. Plus, this was the student council president, a girl

with the impeccable conduct, excellent grades, and mature charm to be known as

the queen of the school.

Akiya completely forgot to move and could

not tear his eyes away from Yunori.

“Ahh… This isn’t enough. I need more…”

The president was groping her breasts hard

enough through her uniform to distort their shape, but she soon loosened her

red tie while letting out desperate moans. Her white hands unbuttoned her

blouse and revealed her two fleshy fruits contained in her white half-cup bra.

With this first nearly-bared look at those

soft mounds, he guessed they were about an E cup. They shook softly while

contained in the pink-frilled bra and alluringly drew Akiya’s eyes.

His heart beat loudly and he could have

sworn it echoed through the entire room. His crotch grew hot and swelled up in

his pants as it throbbed.

“Nhahh…ahh, ahh… I can’t stop now…”

(Wow. I never thought I’d get to see the

president like this!)

He had even looked up to this beautiful

girl, so seeing her so exposed left him dizzy as the blood rushed to his head.

He almost thought he was going to get an explosive nosebleed.

But oblivious to the boy’s state, the girl

pleasuring herself on the desk slid even her bra out of the way and exposed her

transparently white bowl-shaped fruits to the light.

“Nn… Yes… My breasts…are crying out to be

touched…ahh…”

The president began groping her exposed

softness so much her fingers dug into them. She held her chest out as if to

show her breasts off to someone and began rolling the pale pink nipples between

her fingers. As she rubbed her thighs together, Akiya spotted the high-leg

panties that matched her bra. The shape of her feminine mound and the vertical

slit down the center were both visible in the silk material.

(I-I can see it all… Her t-tits and the

shape of her pussy… Hm?)

As the queen of the school writhed in

self-pleasure, his abnormally heightened sense of sight spotted something in

her panties that clearly did not belong. There was a lump about the size of an

eraser.

He had no experience with girls and did not

know that much about the female body, but even he knew that round shape did

belong there on her slit.

He initially thought it might be some kind

of menstrual product, but even from his distance, he could tell it was

vibrating.

He had moved inside the cramped locker to

get a better look at the odd object in her panties, but that proved a poor

decision.

His empty coffee can fell from his hand and

sounded loudly on the bottom of the locker. When the president heard it, her

entire body gave a start and her rounded blue eyes turned his way.

His body shook from tension.

He had entered the student council room

without permission and then spied on her masturbating. If she realized he was

here, he would never escape unharmed.

“Heh heh… I’m glad. Nnah…ahh…heh…nahhhh!”

He had assumed she would open the locker

door and target him with so much scorn and anger he never recovered, but she

instead started fondling her breasts as if she had not noticed. She even

started stroking her nipples between her fingers until they grew erect, as if

to make sure Akiya could see them.

She stopped rubbing her thighs together and

slowly spread them. She placed her long, slender legs in an M-shape and showed

off her sexy panties and their pink frills.

(Sh-she didn’t notice. But more

importantly…)

“Ahh…yes…nn. My body…is so hot…ahhhn!”

He forgot about closing his eyes and

focused entirely on her.

The president had grown even more daring

after the sound.

She squeezed her exposed flesh fruits as if

wringing them out from the base and let the nipples tremble in his direction.

She leaned her slender had back a little, her blue cat-like eyes grew damp, her

long eyelashes shook, and the tip of her tongue stuck out from her pink lips as

they released heated moans.

The heat of the summer and the arousal of

her masturbation reddened her skin and covered it in sweat. Beads of sweat

poured down her cleavage as her breasts shook up and down.

“Ahahh…nnn… I’m feeling so horny…hyahh! My

breasts are so hot…they feel like they’re on fire…ah…fwaaahh!”

As he watched her intensely knead her

breasts and heard her moan so erotically, the erect penis in his pants began to

throb. The small locker filled with heat like a sauna and the aroused boy

started to feel dizzy.

“Nnah! This is it…! This is what I had

hoped for! This is what I wanted!”

As the president pleasured herself, she

suddenly gave a loud shout, snuck a hand into her panties, and began rubbing

her pussy as if lifting it toward the locker.

He could see the obscene movements of her

fingers through the panties, he could hear an obscenely wet sound from within, and

a stain spread at the bottom of the white cloth covering her female flesh. The

sight of drool spilling from her lips and trailing down the youthful beauty of

her face was enough for his penis to throb all the more intensely.

Her lewdness was making him too horny to

restrain his breathing.

He desperately desired to start stroking the

intense throbbing in his pants. He breathed so loudly from his nose that he was

amazed she could not hear it.

“Th-this should make it even more…hyahh!?

Hyannnnnn!”

As if she could hear Akiya’s arousal,

Yunori spread her legs even wider, lifted her peach butt from the desk, moved

her fingers to the eraser-sized lump in her panties, and let out a high-pitched

cry.

When the president pressed the object

against her clitoris, her butt shot up from the desk several times while the

stain in her panties grew.

Her arousal was obvious from the way her

large flesh fruits bounced up and down and the sweat scattered from the

fully-erect tips.

“This is…even more…fwaah! Hahh…knnnnnnn!”

Her voice grew louder and the stain at the

bottom of her panties left the material see-through, revealing the thin

chestnut-colored patch and the slightly-spread lips. He could even see through

to the clitoris the strange object, a rotor, was pressed against, so he could

see every part of her body.

(I can see her pussy perfectly! I want to

touch it…and those tits. I want to touch every part of her!)

His arousal was at its limit.

He wanted to rush out from the locker and

touch every inch of her body.

But he did not have the guts to do it. Or rather,

doing so would give away that he was hiding here. Not to mention that it would

make him a criminal.

Akiya felt an intense throbbing in his

crotch as he tried not to even blink to watch every instant of this beautiful

girl writhing in a way he would never get to see otherwise.

“Hafwahhh! Ahh… Amazing… It feels too good when

I press it here… Fwaahh…ah, ah, nfwah!”

On top of the desk, she spread her trembling

lovely legs and bent backwards to point her well-formed flesh fruits toward the

ceiling. Her wet and spread pussy lips twitched inside her see-through panties.

With the silk material plastered to them, he could even see the pale red flesh

and hidden hole within.

Every last part of her panties was now wet

and see-through, so her large peach butt and slit were entirely exposed and

love juices seeped out through the silk material.

“Ahh, ahh, ahh… The president is fucking

amazing…”

He could not restrain his arousal as her

large soft breasts shook so hard he thought they would tear off, her nipples

trembled, and she moaned while pressing the rotor to her clitoris below her

see-through panties.

As he received this forbidden and embarrassing

look at the queen of the school, he could tell he was breathing heavily and

even he thought he was being too loud.

An odd heat filled the cramped locker,

sweat covered his body, he was pretty sure he had never been more erect, and he

thought the intense throbbing was going to make his penis explode at any

moment.

(I want to see more… I want to see more of the

president looking this sexy…)

“Nhaaahh! Ahh, ah, khhnnnnnnn!”

His shirt and pants stuck uncomfortably to

him from the sweat covering his body and he gulped, but then the girl’s entire body

started convulsing on the desk and she let out an even louder cry.

The fingers inside her panties rubbed at

her pussy all the harder, she moved the rotor from her clitoris to her vagina,

and she started pumping it shallowly in and out.

The large breasts pointed toward the ceiling

shook like soft pudding, the nipples trembled, and she dug her fingers into

them hard enough to leave a mark on the skin.

“Nnah! Yes…yes! This…this is what feels so

good! So more…morrrrrrre!”

Akiya was so horny from his first time watching

a girl masturbate that he did not comprehend what she was saying. He naturally held

his crotch over his pants and continued watching the president’s damp blue eyes

and twisting body.

“Ahah…ah…nhaaaah! I-I can’t hold back…. I’m…I’m

going to….!”

Yunori was as aroused as her body could

possibly be. She continued to let out muffled moans as all of her skin trembled

and her butt jumped up from the desk to show off her most precious place to

Akiya.

The stimulation of her slender fingers and

the rotor produced an amazing amount of love juices that seeped out through her

sexy panties, dripped onto the desk, and formed a puddle of obscene nectar.

The sounds of the vibrating rotor seemed to

grow louder and her moans as she approached climax reverberated through the

student council room.

“Here… This is the most amazing part! So

more…look at me more! Hyah!? Ah…ahhh!”

(Ah!? I can see…I can see pretty much all

of her pussy!)

Her aroused sweat flew from her as her body

twisted obscenely. As her sexy panties twisted too, he saw her pussy lips slip

out from behind the cloth. And as if she had sensed his gaze, Yunori’s body

trembled and her love juices sprayed out through the silk material.

The twisted crotch of her panties was

entirely useless, so her vagina was exposed with the rotor half buried inside.

As he spied on her, his eyes focused on that most precious part of her body.

“Ahhhh, it’s hot…it’s so hot! My pussy is

so hot… I’m…I’m really going to…ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

As she loudly proclaimed her orgasm, the

queen of the school stiffened like she was frozen solid, a great quantity of

love juices sprayed from the hole containing the rotor, and they poured down on

the desk.

Her spread legs trembled, the muscles of

her inner thighs bulged out through her white knee socks, and the legs seemed

to convulse.

(Wow. So that’s how girls cum.)

As he watched a girl orgasm in real life

rather than on a DVD, his throat went dry and his erect penis grew even harder.

He entirely forgot to blink, his eyes grew

bloodshot, and his eyes grew so dry they hurt.

“Nhah…ah…nn…ah, ah, ah…ahhh…”

About half a minute after her body had

stiffened from her climax, she finally relaxed and collapsed onto the desk. She

pulled her nectar-covered fingers and the still-vibrating rotor from her soaked

and see-through panties.

But her body refused to move properly so

soon after cumming, so her long eyelashes trembled, her breasts rose and fell

as she breathed, and her twitching pussy remained exposed through her see-through

panties.

(I doubt I’ll ever get to see this again,

but can’t she leave already?)

He wished he could see the queen of the

school’s lovely body some more, but he still prayed for her to leave.

The locker had become a sauna. That was bad

enough on its own, but his penis was throbbing after seeing the president

pleasuring herself and it was going to explode if he did not do something about

it soon.

“Nn…ahh, ahh… I don’t think I’ve ever felt so

horny…”

As if she had heard his wish, she sat up on

the desk and moved her bra back into place to cover her breasts.

But her body’s arousal was impossible to

hide so soon after orgasm, so her erect nipples were clearly visible through

the pink-frilled cups.

“It really is different when someone’s

watching…”

(…? When someone’s watching? Don’t tell

me!?)

A cold sweat covered Akiya’s brow.

Now that he thought about it, she had also acted

as if she were being watched while masturbating. Also, her still-damp blue eyes

were staring directly toward the locker.

“I know you’re watching, Hihiro Akiya-kun.

Why not come out of there already?”

When Honosaki Yunori called his name while

staring straight at him, Akiya felt a cold sweat pour down his back.