Chapter 5

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Friday arrived to end the week as always.

This normally would have been the beginning

of another boring day, but today they had no classes.

As one of the school’s unique events, they

spent an entire day holding a beauty pageant. And as practice for the school

festival held in fall, refreshment stands were set up in addition to the stage.

The students had dubbed it the Little Festival or the L-Fest for short.

“Honestly, I can’t believe she asked me to

do this.”

Akiya complained to himself while looking

up at the stage that looked more like the set for an idol concert than a school

beauty pageant.

He was not part of the student council, but

in the week leading up to the L-Fest, he had helped out on the direct orders of

the student council president.

He complained, but he had also hoped

helping out would give him a chance to have sex with her again. Unfortunately,

they had not done anything since having sex in the car, so he felt half dead

inside.

And today he had been given a cutting-edge

movie camera and digital camera as Yunori’s dedicated cameraman.

He was about ready to ask her just what he

was to her.

“Why do I have to do this?”

He walked limply toward the best spot to

shoot from.

He wanted her to ask someone else to take

care of these odd jobs. If possible, he wanted to see her on the beauty pageant

stage from the audience like everyone else.

“But maybe this is for the best.”

After some thought, he realized it was a

good thing he was doing this.

Once he calmed down, he decided he would

not enjoy having someone else filming or photographing her. If someone filmed

her with their ulterior motives on full display, he would probably get mad

enough to punch them.

“But why are there so many people here?”

As soon as he arrived in front of the

stage, he flinched back a little from the number of people pressing in around

him.

Boys with cameras were shouting angrily and

fighting for the best spot to get a good shot.

“Do I have to get in the middle of this?”

He knew how fanatical people got about the

beauty pageant, but he had not expected the fight for the front row to begin so

early.

They probably all wanted to see the

president who had won the past two years, but they were on the verge of

rioting.

A girl the president had asked to hold a

spot called out to him, so he walked her way.

But as soon as he arrived, he felt

countless murderous looks stabbing into him.

He had been let into the stage side of the

fence keeping everyone out. He was the only one there, so no one would get in

his way and he could film from any angle he wanted.

“Oh, and please wear this on your sleeve.”

The upperclassman girl handed him an

armband that said “Student Council”, but he kind of wished he had been given

this before arriving.

The surrounding gazes had settled down once

they realized he was with the student council, but he still felt some prickling

deadly looks on his back.

(I hope they get started soon.)

The looks stabbing into his back produced a

cold sweat as he earnestly hoped for the pageant to begin. He knew the

president would likely be the final contestant to appear, but as things were,

he had no guarantee he would survive to the end of the event.

(Well, I’m sure Yunori’s going to win

either way.)

Even as he feared for his life, he could

predict the outcome well enough.

It seemed wrong for the student council

president to win an event hosted by the student council, but everyone expected

her to be a shoo-in.

Incidentally, Yunori was known as the queen

of the school both because she was the daughter of the school’s administrator

and because she had won this beauty pageant two years in a row.

“The day all you boys have been waiting for

is finally here! And you won’t believe how many contestants we have for you

today!”

After a loud sound effect, the stage’s

lights turned on and a girl from the broadcast club appeared as the energetic

host.

“First… First, let’s listen to me sing…

Just kidding! Check out this swimsuuuuuuuit!”

No matter how much anyone tried to deny it,

this was what the beauty pageant came down to. The host girl threw off her

uniform like it was a cloak to reveal a light blue bikini.

A tremor ran through the crowd as they roared

in excitement at the girl’s swimsuit.

“Nya ha ha ha ha. Now, that’s what I like

to hear. Okay, our first contestant is the ace of our girl’s basketball team

who joined the school just this year. Her boyish charm will…’

The host girl called a girl in a basketball uniform to the stage. At the same

time, camera’s flashed and the year’s beauty pageant truly began.

“Now, our next and final contestant is the

one you’ve all been waiting for!”

By the time it was Yunori’s turn, enough

girls lined the large stage to make it feel cramped.

Two hours had passed since the first

contestant. While wondering if this truly was a school beauty pageant, he found

a tricky way to hold both the movie camera and digital camera at the ready.

Both cameras would focus automatically, so

he could film and photograph her just fine like this. In a way, he found

himself thankful of scientific progress and the work of the companies that had

made them.

(But there really were too many contestants

this year.)

He was still amazed by it as he stared

through the movie camera’s small monitor.

Normally, not many girls wanted to take

part, but there were far too many this time. And they were all dressed in

risqué outfits to help them win.

The maid and nurse outfits made some sense,

but others wore bunny suits or school swimsuits. One wore an apron dress that

looked like magical girl cosplay. One girl was even showing off her underwear

in the sexy see-through uniform that had grown famous over the past few days.

(Where did she get her hands on that?)

Akiya could hardly believe his eyes as he

used the camera to view the sexy uniform that showed off her black

underwear…which was supposedly a prototype uniform.

(Well, I understand how they feel.)

He understood quite well why they wanted to

win.

This year’s beauty pageant was far from

normal. The fancy stage built in the schoolyard was part of it, but the winner

would supposedly have “a wish granted” as a bonus prize.

It sounded like the reward for gathering

some kind of magical balls, but he was not about to say that out loud.

“Now, everyone! Here she is! This girl has

won this very beauty pageant two years running and she’s your student council

president! As you all know very well, it’s Honosaki Yunori-samaaaa!”

The spotlights ran randomly across the

stage before gathering on the edge to illuminate the beautiful girl in

question.

But no one uttered a word.

(Wh-what in the world is she wearing!?)

Akiya briefly had no idea what had

happened, but he caught on faster than he others and silently voiced his

surprise while viewing her through the camera.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

A few seconds later, the crowd erupted like

a herd of beasts.

That was hardly surprising. Yunori’s

swimsuit went so far beyond their expectations that it seemed to reach the ends

of the universe. Akiya had expected her to wear a revealing swimsuit since she

had a fetish for being seen, but even he had not expected this.

The queen of the school wore a super

high-leg and light-pink one-piece swimsuit, but it was almost entirely made

from strings and she was wearing it boldly on the stage without trying to hide

anything.

The neck was not just cut low enough to see

her cleavage; it continued on down almost all the way to her crotch, revealing

the inner halves of her flesh fruits and her pretty navel. The cloth over her

most important place was so skimpy that he had trouble believing it fully

covered her vulva.

Her peach-like butt was left almost

entirely exposed and it jiggled with the same softness as her breasts whenever

she took a step.

The host girl tried to stop her because her

outfit was too revealing, but Yunori refused to stop and stood at the very

front of the stage where she struck the seductive pose of a race queen.

Cameras flashed and the beeping of digital

cameras filled the crowd.

As the flashes and lenses washed over the

president, her cheeks flushed red and she made pose after pose, accentuating

her large breasts as she did so.

(She’s letting everyone see her like this?)

The red of her face made it obvious she was

enjoying being seen by everyone, but Akiya felt like he had been hit by a

truck.

He had assumed only he would get to see

those flesh fruits, but now all these boys were seeing most of them and even

her pretty areola were peeking out from below the swimsuit. Not only was the

cloth over her crotch skimpy, but it was plastered tightly to her mound of

womanly flesh, revealing its shape. He could clearly see both her clit and her

slit.

“This is a little embarrassing, but what do

you all think of my swimsuit?”

“It’s the best, president!”

“Lift your tits between your arms!”

The words she spoke from the stage only

further excited the many boys.

Her appearance had increased the

temperature in the crowd, so just standing there was enough to work up a sweat.

“I’ve never seen so much excitement at the

beauty pageant! This is exactly the kind of show I would expect the queen of

the school to put on! Now, everyone! Make sure to go vote!”

“Kyah! Wh-where do you think you’re

touching me!?”

After seeing the enthusiasm in the crowd,

the host girl stopped worrying about the president’s revealing outfit and

recovered. She even started calling for the voting to begin as she grabbed and

groped Yunori’s breasts from behind to further excite the boys.

(Ah! You can see them! You can totally see

them!)

Akiya almost shouted out loud as he watched

the president through the movie camera’s monitor.

The host girl’s groping had caused her

nipples to poke out from below the skimpy swimsuit.

He doubted many people would have noticed

the brief appearance of the nipples since they were almost the same color as

the swimsuit, but someone’s camera had to have captured them.

(You’re even letting them see your nipples?

Do you not care who it is as long as you get off?)

An odd frustration welled up inside him.

To him, it looked like she did not care who

saw her as long as she gathered attention for her fetish.

She had only allowed him her body because

he had just so happened to catch her masturbating. That thought was enough to

depress him.

A crowd of boys was pushing forward to drop

their ballot in the box labelled with the name of their girl of choice.

(I don’t even feel like filming this

anymore…)

He did not want to watch her on the stage

and showing off her body to everyone.

When he realized she had only used him to

satisfy her fetish, his entire body went limp.

“You don’t have to touch me that much. If

you want to call them to vote, I can do it on my own.”

“Then please do. Make the call while

accentuating your breasts!”

“Oh, honestly. If you insist… Go vote,

everyone.”

On the host girl’s request, the president

pressed her breasts together and called the crowd to vote.

Behind her, the girls who were hoping for

any votes they could get started striking various sexy poses of their own. One

girl in the same year as Yunori removed her apron dress to reveal her black

underwear.

The basketball girl who had been introduced

first could not keep up with the other girls and trembled in place like a

puppy.

In what seemed like a different world

altogether, all of the students had finished voting and the boxes labelled with

the girls’ names were calmly opened in the voting tent.

“Looks like the voting is complete! Who

could this year’s winner be!?”

The beauty pageant committee placed the

votes inside a voting machine and finished tallying them up in no time, so the

result was quickly carried to the host girl.

“This year’s winner is…for the third year

in a row, Honosaki Yunori-samaaaaaaaaa!”

As soon as her name was read, the crowd roared

with cheers of praise and confetti rained down on the stage.

“Daahhh! I hate this! It pisses me off!”

Unable to stay quiet, Akiya complained on

his way to the school’s indoor pool.

“She still wants me to film her? And with

the others? …Why does she have to act so suggestively? To hell with this!”

His anger was hardly surprising.

After winning the beauty pageant, Yunori

had said she wanted to create a photo album out of pictures taken of her.

Quite a few boys had of course wanted to photograph

her and the number of volunteer cameramen had exceeded the limit as soon as the

pageant came to an end. Of those, fifty who had made a promise of absolute

secrecy had been chosen to photograph the queen of the school, but most of them

had obvious ulterior motives.

The president had chosen Akiya even though

he had not actually raised his hand to volunteer, so he was on his way to the

pool to film her.

“I don’t care anymore. She can let them

take pictures of her in the nude for all I care!”

He was irritated at himself for assuming

the president had let him have sex with her because she liked him.

He had sunk halfway into desperation as he

stormed into the indoor pool and his irritation only grew when he saw the other

boys waiting there with cameras at the ready.

They were the same as him in the

president’s eyes. They were all just a way to fulfill her fetish. The only

difference was whether they had entered into a physical relationship with her or

not.

“So am I. I never thought in my wildest

dreams I’d get to take as many photos of the president as I wanted.”

The others were filled with expectation,

but that only further fueled the flames inside Akiya.

They were here to photograph Yunori’s

sexual body and hearing those desires only brought pain to him.

With a refreshing voice, the pool door

opened and she stepped in wearing a bathrobe.

But she looked far too seductive. She

looked like a lover approaching her boyfriend’s bed after taking a shower.

Not even Akiya had ever seen her like this.

(I was right. There was nothing special

about me…)

Her appearance depressed him.

He was just like any other guy. There had

not been any emotions like love behind it and he had only been a way to satisfy

her fetish. That realization filled him with unstoppable anger.

“Please get started. I look forward to

having all of you take my picture.”

His irritation reached its limit, but the

queen of the school ignored him and let her bathrobe slip to the floor.

That was enough for the boys to cry out in

joy. She was still wearing the light pink swimsuit made of strings that she had

worn for the beauty pageant, so a stir ran through everyone but Akiya.

“I don’t know what kind of poses to make,

so could you tell me what would be best?”

The boys exchanged a look that asked

“really?”, but none of them dared say anything.

“Um, should I just stand here?”

When she asked again, one boy raised his

hand and answered.

“Um, president, could you look this way and

lift your breasts between your arms?”

As instructed, she lifted her large flesh

fruits between her arms and looked to the boy to be photographed. Immediately,

all of the boys began voicing their own requests.

“Please get on all fours and stick your

butt out this way.”

“Shyly hide your skin below that

bath towel.”

“Hold your finger in your mouth, sit on the

ground, and looked up this way.”

“L-like this? Eh? My butt… My finger, you

say?”

The president made pose after pose as

requests flew her way and each one was photographed.

Akira’s anger was about at its limit.

Every single one of the poses was clearly

meant to delight the guys and none of them felt remotely artistic. Plus, Yunori

seemed well aware of that.

With each new pose, the color of the

areolae poking out from below her swimsuit grew darker and the nipples grew

more evident through the swimsuit. The cloth covering her most precious place

was skimpy enough in the first place, but the shape of her pussy had grown

clearly visible through it and all of her skin was a little sweaty.

“Pant…pant…pant… D-do you just want to take

pictures of the swimsuit?”

Being seen and having the pictures taken

had apparently awoken her fetish.

Her cheeks were flushed, her blue eyes were

damp, and heat had filled her breath as she spoke to the boys, but they did not

quite get what she meant.

“Sorry, that must not have been clear

enough. Would you like to take pictures of me in something other than the

swimsuit?”

Their faces all clouded over. That was just

how much they wanted to keep photographing her in the swimsuit.

“Are you sure? I don’t think it would be

much of a photo album with just the swimsuit.”

The boys reluctantly agreed when she

reminded them of the supposed purpose behind this.

“Then how about I change into my school

uniform?”

The uniform would cover more skin than

this, so the boys were clearly disappointed by the suggestion.

“You don’t like the uniform?”

She asked about the looks on their faces

but did not get much of an answer. That was just how attractive she was in the

swimsuit.

“But it would be odd to wear the uniform at

the pool… Oh, I know. How about we move to the rooftop?”

The looks on their faces changed at that.

A short skirt plus the windy rooftop made

for some exciting possibilities.

It was not clear if the president had made

the same connection or not, but she made her way to the locker room with a kind

smile on her face.

That smile must have filled the boys with

expectation because they all began moving. Even if the queen of the school

would not be wearing the swimsuit anymore, they wanted to take pictures of her

on the roof.

“Do I really have to follow them there?”

Akiya sighed and walked more slowly to the

door. He did not actually want to take part in this photo shoot.

“Dammit! Why does this have to happen to

me?”

He walked to the rooftop with the camera

still filming.

Not even he knew why he was doing this, but

he climbed the stairs because he did not want her showing off her skin without

him knowing about it.

But he was moving quite slowly He bought a

can of coffee and drank it on the way, so it took him over ten minutes when it

normally would have taken only a few minutes.

“What’s the matter? Why are you still

here?”

She must have changed clothes in a hurry

because Yunori suddenly called out from behind him. He turned around in

surprise, but he could not look right at her.

He could not restrain his emotions about

her rejoicing at letting other see her skin, so he averted his gaze to avoid

looking her in the eye.

“Really, what’s the matter? You don’t seem

to be in a good mood.”

As soon as he said it, he realized how

childish he was being, but that was the most he could manage at the moment.

If he had not been doing his best to

restrain his emotions, he would have shouted at her in anger.

“C’mon, we need to get going. Everyone’s

waiting.”

She practically ran up the stairs while

pulling on his hand and they soon arrived at the rooftop.

The rooftop would normally have been empty,

but all of the boys from the pool were waiting for the president and excitedly

showing each other the photos they had taken.

Yunori gathered attention with the same

line as at the pool and then stood in front of everyone, waiting for pose

requests.

The wind was stronger than in the

schoolyard, so the navy blue miniskirt of her uniform fluttered. Her thighs and

white knee socks were exposed to everyone there, but she made no attempt to

hold down the skirt.

“Okay, president. Please get down on all

fours.”

“Jump as high as you can.”

Their requests were blatantly meant to

reveal her underwear, but she readily made the poses and exposed her

pink-frilled white high-legged panties for everyone to see.

Not only that, this seemed to make her a

little horny, so her young face was somewhat red.

“President, Please take off your clothes in

the name of art.”

Akiya and Yunori exchanged a glance at the

exact same moment.

(You can’t. You can’t do that!)

He pleaded her with his eyes. She normally

would not have agreed even without his look, but he was afraid she would

readily agree now.

“I-I can’t do that… I’m sorry.”

When she noticed the look in his eyes, she

apologized to the boy who had made the request, but the other boys refused to

stay quiet.

The idea of her removing her uniform seemed

to have filled them with excitement.

“That’s right. That swimsuit had to be way

more embarrassing than taking off your uniform.”

“Do it in the name of art! Someone with a

body as nice as yours has a duty to show it off!”

Their argument was as ridiculous as their

request.

The boys kept pressing her to strip without

giving her a word in edgewise and they finally bowed toward her in perfect

unison.

“D-don’t bow down like that… U-understood.

I-if it’s in the name of art… But in exchange, make sure you don’t tell anyone

about this.”

Overwhelmed by their desperation, the

president hesitantly agreed.

The boys let out a cheer that seemed to

trample on Akiya’s heart.

“Then please remove the uniform while we

get some pictures at a nice angle.”

Yunori closed her eyes a little as she

removed her red vest and dropped it to the side. That was enough for the boys

to rejoice and take picture after picture.

Akiya pleaded her with his eyes, but she

never even looked his way.

Her slender white hands moved with flowing

motions as they removed her red tie, undid a few buttons of her blouse, and

revealed the pink-frilled white half-cup bra that matched her panties.

“President, please remove your skirt before

your blouse.”

(Why did you have to ask for that!?)

Akiya glared at the boy who had made that

irritating request, but it was no use. Everyone was focused on photographing

the queen of the school as she placed her fingers on her skirt.

Yunori must have been entranced by the

sound of the cameras because her young face grew red as she undid the skirt’s

hook and let it fall to a circle at her feet.

When the boys saw her sexy high-legged

panties, they all pointed their lenses toward them and let their cameras flash.

“Th-this is so embarrassing…”

She pulled down the bottom of her blouse

and squeezed her thighs together to hide her panties, but that only seemed to

arouse the boys further.

They surrounded her and took pictures even

more excitedly as if to make sure no expression or inch of skin went

uncaptured.

“Fwah…You’re…You’re all so excited…”

She was obviously aroused.

She rubbed her closed thighs together and

the sounds of her heated breaths starting echoing across the rooftop. Sweat

beaded up on her skin and her clitoris visibly pushed out against her panties.

(Why are you getting horny?)

Akiya could not stand it anymore, so he

started forward in order to drag her away from the rooftop. But…

“Stop. Please only take pictures from the

front. And don’t get any closer!”

The president suddenly raised her voice to

control Akiya along with the rampaging boys.

“Please…please only take pictures of me.”

After the boys all moved in front of her,

she fully unbuttoned her blouse and revealed the flawless white skin of her

upper body.

She now wore only her underwear and knee

socks while every single camera pointed her way and took picture after picture.

“Ahh… Now, what poses should I do?”

In only her sexy underwear, Yunori began

making the poses they requested.

She pushed up her breasts, she got on all

fours to show off her butt, she sat coquettishly on the floor, and she spread

her legs with a finger in her mouth. She let them all see each of those poses

and let them record it with their cameras.

“President, that’s enough in your

underwear, so take the rest off now.”

“The rest!? I can’t do that…”

Even she refused when asked to strip naked.

“But you said you’d take your clothes off

in the name of art.”

The boys dug in their heels. They seemed

ready to riot if she did not remove her underwear. Their eyes were completely

bloodshot and every single one of them was pitching a tent in their pants.

“Then just the bra. If you do that and

cover yourself with your hands, no one will complain.”

“That’s right. That would be really sexy.”

“I’ll be satisfied if I can take your

picture in just your panties.”

Just as Akiya tried to stop them, one boy

made a suggestion and the others agreed.

“F-fine then… Understood.”

Yunori realized she could not exactly

refuse given the situation, so she turned her back, covered her large breasts

with one arm, removed the half-cup bra, and let it fall to the floor.

Those large flesh fruits were only hidden

behind an arm. Even with her back turned, the boys were filled with excitement.

They took photo after photo hoping for an accident now that she was only

wearing her panties.

“Just for a bit, okay? After this, I’ll be

ending this photo shoot.”

After covering her lovely mounds behind her

hands, the queen of the school gathered her courage and turned around. At the

same time, camera flashes illuminated her body.

Her long chestnut hair fluttered in the

rooftop wind as several dozen cameras flashed and the boys stored the nearly

nude girl’s image in their cameras and minds.

“Nnah…Everyone…everyone is looking at me…”

Being seen seemed to infect the president

with the boys’ arousal. Her panties grew a little wet and she gave all the boys

an inviting look.

Also, her breasts were quite large. The

small hands of a girl were nowhere near large enough to fully cover them and

instead just accentuated how soft they were as they swelled out around her

hands.

“President, look over here.”

“Lift your tits even more.”

“Ahh… Look over there? And lift my breasts

like this?”

Yunori moaned as she replied and began

erotically massaging the flesh fruits in her hands.

Like a pin-up model in a porn magazine, she

sat on the floor, looked up at the boys surrounding her, let her nipples stick

out between her fingers, and continued letting them take pictures of her

lewdness.

“Dammit, dammit, goddammit!”

After the photo shoot, Akiya sat on a bench

inside the empty changing room for beauty pageant contestants. He was throwing

everything within arm’s reach.

He felt like everyone had ganged up and

defiled the girl he had wanted to keep his own.

“And she was happy they saw her like that!

Her panties were even wet…”

When he recalled the scene just before the

photo shoot ended, he grew even more furious.

With her breasts only covered by her hands,

she had stuck her peach-shaped butt out toward all those boys. Plus, the

excitement of being seen had covered her body in the seductive sheen of aroused

sweat and the white material of her sexy panties had been plastered to her

skin. The contours of her butt and most precious place had been so readily

apparent that she might as well have been naked.

Plus, her pussy had been a little wet, so

the panties had grown see-through enough to give a glimpse of her pussy lips’ color.

“She just wanted someone to see her! She

didn’t care who!”

Without an outlet for his anger, he stood

up and kicked the closest trash can.

“Here’s what I think of this!”

He angrily reached for the movie camera

holding the footage of the beauty pageant and the photo shoot. Just as he was

about to delete it all, the changing room door burst open and Yunori rushed in

wearing her uniform and with a laptop in hand. Her expression made it clear her

arousal had yet to fade.

There was some delight mixed in with the

arousal and she was of course in a good mood.

“What were you yelling for? I could hear

you from outside.”

The two of them had secretly promised to

meet here. Akiya naturally did not want anyone else to know, but he had been

unable to restrain his emotions.

“Why won’t you say anything?”

It was more that he did not want to answer

her. His mood was the exact opposite of her good one.

“More importantly, I got the picture data

from everyone, but they’re all so lewd. This one only seemed to take pictures of

my butt.”

The queen of the school pointed the laptop

screen toward Akiya and opened a file.

It contained several pictures of her butt’s

peach shape seen through her swimsuit or panties. The mound of her female flesh

and its vertical slit could be seen as well.

(They even took pictures of that?)

He just about directed his anger toward

her.

She was not embarrassed to have these

pictures taken. In fact, she was delighted and aroused.

Unable to contain her arousal, her nipples

poked out from the chest of her uniform and they bounced up and down along with

the large breasts.

“These are even more amazing.”

She opened another file which displayed

several images focused on her chest.

They were from the end of the photo shoot

on the roof. She was only wearing her panties while hiding those large flesh

fruits with her hands, but her erect nipples were spilling out from between her

fingers as she looked up with a damp, longing look in her blue eyes.

“I had no idea they could see my nipples.

…I bet everyone will have seen these pictures by next week.”

“How can you talk about next week so

calmly? How could you let everyone take these pictures!?”

He had tried to contain himself, but he

ended up shouting at her.

He could not figure out why she would show

him those images. He also could not imagine why she would let random guys take

pictures of her like that.

He argued back, but his anger was blatantly

obvious.

Only then did Akiya realize why he was so

irritated.

This feeling was jealousy. He was angry

that the girl he liked was happily showing her skin to other guys.

“Hee hee hee. Oh, my goodness. You’re

actually jealous.”

She laughed happily and Akiya rapidly grew

embarrassed now that she knew how he was feeling. At the same time, he started

feeling glad that Yunori was by his side now.

“You’re jealous of some pictures? But

you’re the only one I have feelings for. I have ever since you helped me on

that rainy day. …If I didn’t, I never would have let you have s-sex with me.

…Smooch.”

Yunori left the laptop and gently kissed

him on the lips. After confessing to him.

She had not confessed her feelings when

giving him the masturbation blowjob or when giving her virginity to him.

Now that she had conveyed her feelings to

him for the first time, he squeezed her tight in his arms, wrapped his tongue

around hers, and gulped down her saliva.

“Fwah…nn…nnn…ahh… Such an intense kiss…”

A bridge of saliva connected their lips as

she pulled back and spoke between deep breaths.

The cheeks flushed with arousal added to

the eroticism of her lovely face and he could feel her beating heart in the

hand he was using to pull her close.

“Eh? …H-here!?”

The changing room was closed off with curtains, so the queen of the school was

a little surprised he would ask for this in the most enclosed place yet with

the least risk of being seen.

Since he knew about her fetish, she must

not have expected him to ask to do it here.

The hand pulling her close naturally

touched her back and the other hand pulled up her skirt while groping the

peach-like butt contained in her frilly white panties.

He heard a seductive sigh and felt her skin

tremble a little.

His hand could feel the soft skin of her

butt through the white cloth and he also sensed the same elasticity as her

large flesh fruits.

“Nn…ah…That tickles…it tickles…”

The president twisted in his arms as he

touched her butt and the large mounds contained in her uniform bounced up and

down.

The damp tone in her voice and her repeated

moans seemed to be inviting him to go further.

“I want to do you right now.”

He could not wait any longer.

He wanted to make her his again after she showed

her skin to everyone, so he stuck a hand down the back of her panties and

slipped his fingers between her butt cheeks.

She had apparently not expected him to

touch her asshole as well as her butt.

His finger tip on that tightened and

somewhat soft hole caused her to give a jerk in his arms and a damp warmth filled

her panties.

The thighs wrapped in knee socks twisted a

little and her knees trembled so much he thought they were going to give out.

“I can’t… I can’t, Akiya… This isn’t enough

to turn me-…kyah!?”

Even as she moaned, the queen of the school

claimed she was not aroused enough without anyone watching, but he was not going

to listen to that anymore.

He wanted to make her his and his alone, so

he kept his hand moving down her butt and brought his fingertips to her slit

from behind.

Her arousal from the photo shoot had yet to

die down, so the touch of his fingers was enough for her pussy lips to twitch

and release moist love juices from deep inside.

“Hyah…nn…Calm down, Akiya…Akiya.”

She had given him access to her body so

readily before, but now she rejected him and pushed at his body with both

hands.

As soon as she left his arms, the hand

touching her slit was pulled from her panties and he looked only at her

red-cheeked face.

He could not hide the shock of being

rejected and he found he could not continue looking at her.

But that only lasted an instant.

As Yunori stood embarrassedly before him,

she rubbed her thighs together without escaping any further and she squeezed

the bottom of her skirt while waiting for him.

“Y-you can keep going…but to make up for no

one watching, you have to f-film it…”

He realized what she meant when he saw her

eyes on the camera. He hesitated for a moment, but quickly grabbed the movie

camera and started filming her.

“I’m recording this. I’ll film everything

you couldn’t let the others take pictures of!”

“Y-yes… Film all of me…even my most

embarrassing parts…and the parts I couldn’t let the others see…hyahn!?”

Unable to contain his emotions, he pushed

her onto the bench and reached for her chest.

The camera’s lens captured her flushed

face, the flesh fruits causing the chest of her uniform to swell out, and the

hand fondling them to make sure their softness would be apparent on film.

She stared at the lens while moaning

seductively, but this was not enough any longer.

He had to film something she could not show

anyone else. Wanting to do that as soon as possible, he tore the red vest from

her with one hand and reached for her blouse’s buttons.

But he had trouble unbuttoning it with just

one hand.

Yunori understood, so she unbuttoned the

blouse herself and pointed the pink-frilled white half-cup bra and the mounds

within toward the camera.

“Go ahead. Do what you…what you want…ahh.”

He immediately slid the bra out of the way

and fondled those soft mounds until his fingers sank into the flesh.

The camera’s monitor showed a close-up shot

of those mounds obscenely changing shape below his hand. The erect nipples and the

entire areolae were trembling.

Large beads of sweat trailed down her

cleavage, making the footage all the more obscene and arousing Akiya all the

more.

“Nnah…pant, pant, pant… Th-this is weird…

It’s only a camera…but my body is so hot…fwaah!”

He was still only touching her breasts, but

the queen of the school writhed on top of the bench. Aroused sweat poured from

her skin and enchantingly decorated her body even more than during the photo

shoot.

“The look on your face is so lewd.”

“I-I can’t help it…hyahn!”

As soon as she grew embarrassed at having

her aroused expression filmed, he pinched and stroked her nipple.

That was all it took for her body to leap

up and her damp voice to echo through the changing room.

“Your tits are so sensitive now. And I bet this

will make them even more sensitive.”

“Kyaaahhhh! No…no…knnhnhnnnhnnh!”

As soon as he put her darkened areola and

nipple inside his mouth, rolled them around with the tip of his tongue, and

lightly bit down, she bent her chest back as if performing a bridge and shook

her large flesh fruits.

Her body was even more sensitive than usual

after the rooftop photo shoot and while being filmed having sex. A hint of agony

filled the voice that escaped her lips, the white skin of her breasts trembled,

and the arousal spread to her entire body.

“Wow. I’m still only on your breasts and it’s

affecting you this much.”

When he removed his mouth from her nipple

and looked at her through the lens, it was obvious her arousal had reached

abnormal heights.

Her nipples were trembling as if about to

burst and her skin flushed red wherever he pointed the camera’s lens.

“Today’s sex is a punishment, Yunori.”

The president let out a short scream when

he pulled up her skirt and spread her thighs.

He did not see why she was getting

embarrassed now, but she seemed unable to bear the stimulation of being filmed.

The instant the small monitor displayed her pussy, the amount of love juices

flowing out grew and the white cloth covering that area grew see-through.

Her inner thighs gave off a sweet-and-sour

eroticism as they trembled seductively with the tense muscles bulging out through

the skin. Seeing them was enough to arouse Akiya further.

“You can’t, Akiya… If you film me there, I’ll…”

“Do you really think I’m going to listen to

that? Take this.”

He teasingly moved the crotch of her panties

to the side of her feminine mound. As soon as her most precious place was

exposed to the light of day, the pussy lips twitched and spread a little while

feminine nectar sprayed from the trembling hidden hole.

As the camera recorded it, her pussy

writhed as if the act of recording was a caress in and of itself. Viewing her

thin bush, clitoris, and pussy lips through the lens was enough for her slender

hips to twist and her peach-like butt to wiggle left and right.

“Nkhhhh… My…my pussy is being…pant, pant,

pant…filmed by…by you…ahhn!”

As she writhed just from being filmed, he

spread her pussy lips with his fingertips and buried his face there

A sweet-and-sour aroma filled his nose and

a feminine heat reached his face.

“Hyahn, no…don’t lick it…fwah…it’s too

embarrassing!”

He attacked her pussy while filming and intentionally

made as much noise as possible as he licked all around the entrance to her

hidden hole. At the same time, Yunori’s butt hopped up a few times while she

moaned.

Love juices spilled from her hidden hole like

a dam had burst and that obscene nectar pooled up on the changing room bench.

“I can’t believe filming you is all it

takes to turn you on this much.”

“Pant, pant, pant… Don’t say that… That’s

just being mean…”

He pulled his head from her skirt and

filmed her exposed breasts and pussy as he spoke, so the queen of the school

covered her face with her hands.

But the stimulation of his words and the

camera had brought tears to her blue eyes and they were about to wet her

cheeks.

After the caress from his tongue, her

hidden hole was opening and closing with feminine nectar flowing out. It almost

seemed to be gulping in the air.

“Akiya… I…I can’t wait any longer…”

Her body was demanding she have sex right

this instant.

As she begged to be penetrated, she stayed

lying on the bench, spread her legs, and lifted up her butt to make her hidden

hole easier to reach.

His arousal was also at its limit.

While filming her with one hand, he pulled

his erect penis from his pants with the other hand and pressed the tip against

her hidden hole.

It had been about a week since he had last

felt that hole. It had grown hard as if she had returned to being a virgin and it

twitched while warm love juices flowed out.

“Hurry…hurry…!? Kyah! It’s…it’s inside me…knnnh!”

He got a close-up shot of her pussy as the small

hole rapidly spread and took the tip of his penis inside. At the same time,

Yunori let out a seductive cry and her body almost seemed to convulse.

The folds of flesh inside started wrapping

around the rod as if they had been waiting for this moment and what felt like countless

beads of flesh stroked across the entire shaft as they wriggled deeper.

He had first reached the entrance to her womb

when having sex in the car, but the tip easily reached that somewhat hard ring

of flesh which opened and closed to attack him.

“Kwah…amazing…how can it feel so good?”

“Nhaaahh…ahh…pant, pant, pant…”

Below him, the president’s large breasts

bounced with each breath that escaped her lips as a damp moan.

But Akiya was already a slave to her

vagina.

Her vagina grew thoroughly accustomed to

his shape and the tightness of the vaginal walls, the folds, and the entrance

all perfectly stimulated his penis. Even the entrance to her womb was spreading

its mouth as if to swallow the tip.

It almost felt like her body had remade

itself for his own personal use in the time since they last had sex, so his

hips naturally began moving to thrust into her tight hidden hole.

“Not…not so rough…all of a sudden!”

However, Akiya was not trying to be rough.

Thanks to the writhing of her vagina, his hips had started moving on their own.

An obscene wet sound rang through the

otherwise empty changing room and he continued filming her hidden hole as it

pulled back and sucked in from the movement of his thrusting.

“Fwaaah! Ahh… Y-you’re filming this? You’re

filming…as you move in and out of meeeee!?”

When she realized he was filming her hidden

hole as it took a penis, her nearly convulsing body writhed further and she let

out a damp cry.

At the same time, she squeezed down on his

rod even more and the entrance to her womb sucked at the head as if demanding his

semen.

“Nhah, hknnn! I can’t…I can’t…take any

morrrrre!”

As she had her most embarrassing place

filmed at the most embarrassing time, Yunori writhed like mad on the bench and

her flesh fruits bounced violently on top of her.

As his penis pumped inside her hidden hole,

love juices flowed out, fell audibly to the bench, and even dripped down to

form a small lake on the floor.

“Kh… D-don’t squeeze down like that… I’m

gonna cum.”

“I-I am not squeezing… It’s…it’s tightening

on its own…”

As her vagina tightened down on him as she

began approaching climax, his penis could not throb any harder.

The throbbing raced throughout the entire

rod and the entire thing swelled out even further.

The rate of throbbing grew and a painfully itching

yet comfortable numbness spread through his crotch as the tip thrust up into

the entrance of her womb.

“Dammit… I…I can’t hold back! I love you

too, so…so I’m going to make every part of your body mine!”

“Hyah…ahh…ah, ah, ah…I’m…I’m glad…khhh! Go

ahead…Make me…make all of me yours! Fill me with your hot stuff!”

The president was delighted by the

confession brought on by his arousal. His harsh penetration caused her large

breasts to shake and her skin to tremble and she started arching her back as if

performing a bridge while still in the missionary position.

Each time his tip reached the entrance of

her womb, a wave would run up through her smooth belly and her vagina would

wriggle intensely.

“Nnah! I’m…I’m at my limit too! Cum, Akiya…

Fill me with your cuuuuum!”

Tears spilled from Yunori’s blue eyes as

she shook her butt like mad and let her vaginal walls undulate to both bring

herself to orgasm and to draw a surge of semen out from his penis.

The sensitive head thrust into every part

of her vagina and felt like it was being swallowed by her deepest parts. A

sweet itching sensation raced through his rod and he felt the throbbing of semen

rising through it.

“Here I go… I’m cumming, Yunori. I’ll prove

that every part of you is mine!”

He was so aroused he had no idea what he

was filming, but he still held the camera while thrusting into her and roughly digging

his other fingers into her flesh fruits.

He completely forgot to check the camera’s

small monitor and looked directly at her as she closed her eyes and shook her

head. His eyes were fixated on her large, shaking flesh fruits and the nipples

that were so erect he thought they would burst.

Each thrust of his hips elicited a sexual

cry from the queen of the school. He was delighted she was his girlfriend now

and wished he could continue having sex with her like this forever.

Their heavy breathing and her moans echoed

through the changing room and the obscene wet sound of his penis entering her

hidden hole built up their arousal even further.

“Hyaaaahn! Ahh, ah, ah, ah, fwaah!” I’m…I’m

cumming, Akiya! Akiyaaaaaaa!”

Feeling her climax arriving, she further

stimulated his penis by shaking her butt like a broken machine.

Her nearly convulsing vagina almost seemed

to vibrate around him and the folds of flesh wriggled around him as if to pull him

in as deep as possible.

Her vagina seemed to match his penis

perfectly. An intense throbbing filled his rod, a painful itching surrounded it,

his entire body went stiff, and the head swelled out.

“Hurry…hurry up and cum…I’m…I’m already…!?”

As soon as he followed the lead of her

vagina’s stimulation and thrust all the way up to her womb, he could not stop

the thick liquid from rising to the top of his rod and erupting from the tip

pressed firmly against the entrance to her womb.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh! It’s so hot…and

so deep…I can’t…I caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan’t!! Nh!!”

His mind went blank as he was overwhelmed by

the numbness and pleasant release of letting out all of the lust built up in

his crotch. Despite the fear of pregnancy, he fired his thick semen into the

entrance of her womb again and again and the milky liquid was swallowed up by

the womb.

“Amazing…amazinnnnnggg! There’s…there’s so

much inside me… What is this? What is thiiiiisssss!?”

As her climax grew too intense, Yunori’s

back stiffened in its bridge-like arc and her entire body began convulsing. Her

small urethra widened and a somewhat white liquid sprayed out.

This orgasm was greater than any before and

the proof soaked Akiya’s stomach and darkened the color of his pants.

An intense wave ran through the belly below

her skirt to show the movement inside her vagina and to clearly show his semen was

being brought into her womb.

Akiya had lost himself in the pleasure of

cumming inside her, but he pulled out when he saw the movement of her belly.

However, he was not done cumming yet.

After the stimulation of her climaxing

vagina, the head of his penis swelled out again and again to spray its milky

liquid all over the half-naked queen of the school.

The whiteness colored her aroused face with

its damp blue eyes, her large flesh fruits that shook alluringly while facing upwards

without losing their shape, her smooth and undulating belly, and her thighs

with the muscles bulging out. Even after all that, the painfully numb head continued

its ejaculation.

“Fwaahh…ahh…My entire body is so hot…!”

Yunori’s orgasm finally ended, so her arched

and convulsing back collapsed onto the bench.

Akiya finally finished ejaculating at the same

time and his penis shrank.

With only their breathing filling the changing

room, he finally looked back to the movie camera’s monitor and began filming

her semen-covered body.

The front of her blouse was fully open, her

bra was slid up, her skirt was pushed up, and her panties were pulled to the

side of her feminine mound. Every last part of her was covered with his semen.

It almost looked like someone had dripped

milk from her face to her thighs. She did not bother wiping the sweat or milky

liquid away, so it simply pooled up in her cleavage, on her breasts, and in her

navel.

He had released his semen inside her at

first, so the milky liquid could be seen inside the hidden hole that sat wide

open. A sense of superiority spread through his heart as he could see this

beautiful girl was completely his.

“Nn…you’re filming…filming me like this …ahh!”

She sensed the gaze of the camera on her

white-covered breasts and pussy, so she sprayed a mixture of semen and love

juices from her hidden hole.

Her white hands began stroking her soft

flesh as if to check on the milky liquid covering her. It looked like she was

rubbing the semen into her body and he recorded every second of it.

“I filmed it… I filmed it, Yunori. Now

every part of you is mine.”

“Pant, pant, pant… I’m glad…. I could only

feel this good…with you. Now I’m yours…nn.”

As he listened to her say she was his, he

rubbed his flaccid penis against her nipples to draw out the remaining milky

liquid.

The light pink peaks trembled as the semen

covered them and changed their color.

“Th-that’s getting a little too kinky…”

He did not want to hear that from her of

all people, but he was satisfied having covered her nipples in his semen.

The others had seen the queen of the school’s

nipples, but now they were his again. Or at least, he felt that way.

“By the way, c-can I see it? Can I see…the footage

you just took?”

She was too embarrassed to describe exactly

what she wanted to see, but he agreed, stopped recording, and played their sex tape

on the small screen.

He had grown too horny partway through and

he did not know how much of it he had filmed properly, but it was still an important

video for the two of them.

“Y-you could see all that…”

Yunori gasped at seeing her breasts on the small

monitor.

The image was probably closer and clearer

than when she looked in the mirror. Not to mention that she never would have

seen her nipples looking that erect.

“My pussy…looked like that…?”

She started rubbing her thighs together at

the footage filmed up her skirt.

The arousal of being seen transformed even her

own gaze into pleasure.

Unable to endure her body’s arousal, she

began groping her semen-covered breasts and running her fingers across her

pussy.

“Ah…ahhh! You were licking me…you were licking

me like that? That’s too…too embarrassing…kyah!?”

“Keep watching. I’ll take care of touching

you.”

Seeing the half-naked president watching

her own sex tape had aroused Akiya again, so he circled behind her, reached

around to grab her flesh fruits and to finger her pussy.

Obscene wet sounds played from both the

camera and her pussy and her moans began echoing before the footage had

finished.