Chapter 76 The Fourth Day ⑦*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I’ve truly screwed up this time.
It wasn’t exactly a matter of getting swept up in the moment, but for the life of me, I can’t figure out why I agreed to this. It would be one thing if I had insisted on staying, but for him to be the one to suggest it? It was a trap, plain and simple.
I sat on the edge of the bed in Anma-kun’s room and stared at the ceiling, the reality of my mistake finally setting in. Not that there was much to see up there.
”Aah… Anma-sama…! Please, deeper… thrust more! It feels so good, desuwa¹…! Ah! I’m c**ming! Ngh…!”
Sweet, desperate cries had been echoing through the room for a while now, making it impossible to ignore what was happening. I stole a quick glance and saw Jane-san’s face. She looked like she couldn’t think of anything but the pleasure as she took the full force of Anma-kun’s rhythm.
I wondered for a second if she was making that face just to show off to me, but it didn’t seem like she had the presence of mind for that. She had simply been reduced to that state because Anma-kun was doing whatever he wanted with her.
He was completely taking his way with her. Was Anma-kun always such a player? I’d worried that the older women were filling his head with ideas and taking advantage of him, but I had it backwards. Jane-san and the others were the ones being utterly toyed with by Anma-kun.
It hadn’t started out that way, though. At first, Jane-san and the others were the ones on the offensive. Jane-san had started things off in the cowgirl position. Her performance was a textbook example of how a woman takes the lead – fingers intertwined in a lover’s grip, gazing into his eyes while moving with a slow, deliberate grace.
Anma-kun moved his hips to meet her, but Jane-san was the one in control, panting as she dictated the pace. Their rhythm built steadily until they both reached the peak at almost the exact same moment. When I’d had s*x with Anma-kun, I’d been completely passive, letting him make me climax over and over. Seeing her, I actually thought I should use her as a model for how to please him.
After they peaked together, Jane-san collapsed onto Anma-kun and smothered him with deep, adult kisses. Between breaths, they whispered “I love you” back and forth. That was definitely for my benefit; she even gave me a wink once she sat up. I have to admit, it irritated me.
Everything was going according to Jane-san’s plan. At least, it was – until it wasn’t.
”Ah! I’m – I’m going again! I’m c**ming! Aah! No! Hngh…!”
Jane-san was currently being hammered from behind, shrieking as she climaxed again. I looked over at Corinna-chan, who was already slumped over and broken beside her.
Corinna-chan had tried the same tactic as Jane-san, moving into the cowgirl position. I’d noticed it in the bath, but those breasts of hers were almost impossibly large for her tiny frame – a scandalous contrast to her innocent, doll-like face. Watching her bounce up and down, her chest swaying provocatively, was erotic even for me. For Anma-kun, who was right there in the thick of it, it must have been unbearable.
She was working so hard, pouring all her effort into that vertical motion, when Anma-kun suddenly reached up and grabbed her breasts.
It was over in an instant.
”Ah! No! Wait! I’m supposed to… ah! My b**bs…!” Corinna-chan cried out.
As he kneaded her chest, her movements slowed, faltering until she came to a complete stop. I couldn’t tell if she was paralyzed by the sensation or if her body just locked up, but she froze there, chest thrust forward, as she let out a massive, body-shaking climax under his touch.
She must be incredibly sensitive there. Just watching her – seeing her n**ipss harden and her body quiver – made my own chest ache with a sympathetic, lewd heat. When she finally slumped onto Anma-kun, she was spent. But unlike before, Anma-kun wasn’t finished.
That was when the ravaging² began. There’s no other word for it – it was a total, one-sided slaughter.
Anma-kun stood up while still holding Corinna-chan, then pinned her back down and started driving into her while continuing to maul her breasts. Corinna-chan, having already climaxed once, had zero defense. She was just a doll for him to play with. Rubbed, thrust, and broken over and over, she could do nothing but let out broken, breathless moans.
I looked to Jane-san, wondering if we should intervene, but she just gave a weary sigh and walked over to me.
”I don’t think he’s going to stop now,” Jane-san said. “Oh, and if you’re planning on running, now’s your only chance, desuwa.”
He won’t stop? What do you mean, “running”?
While I was spiraling in confusion, Corinna-chan’s voice finally failed her. Anma-kun finished inside her, and she completely blacked out. When he pulled out, a massive amount of s**men came pouring out of her. It was so much I felt worried she’d get pregnant even if it wasn’t her fertile window.
Then, Anma-kun turned his gaze toward Jane-san and me. It was the look of a predator. I felt like a rabbit paralyzed by the gaze of a snake.
The air in the sealed room was heavy with the scent of s*x and the sight of their tangled bodies. My own p**sy was already drenching my underwear just from the proximity. I realized then that if he came for me, I wouldn’t be able to put up even the slightest bit of resistance.
I was ready to give up, but Jane-san stepped forward. She turned her back to him and got down on all fours, wiggling her hips enticingly.
”This p**sy exists only for Anma-sama’s use, desuwa. Please, use me as your personal toy to your heart’s content,” Jane-san said.
I’m sure she winked at me for a split second. Then, Anma-kun’s eyes sharpened. He lunged at her with terrifying speed. She let out a playful “Kyaa!”, but the playfulness was quickly replaced by raw, desperate gasps.
Which brings us to now. Since then, Jane-san has been filled twice more, and he’s still going. I’ve lost count of how many times she’s climaxed. She’s no longer on all fours; she’s flattened against the bed, her body so weak she can only keep her hips propped up in the air.
”Agh… Aah! I’m going…! Ah! I’m c**ming, desuwa…! Nngh… aaaaaah…!”
For a while now, she hasn’t been able to form a single coherent sentence. “I’m c**ming” was the only thing left in her vocabulary. She’d reached her limit.
”Agh… Ah! Aaaah! Nhaaa… aaaaaaaaaah!”
There it was. Another internal e**culation. Jane-san collapsed completely into the mattress. Anma-kun gave her butt a few sharp slaps, but she didn’t even twitch. She was out cold.
He pulled out with a wet, heavy slide. He was still fully erect. He started scanning the room for his next target. Jane-san was down, and Corinna-chan hadn’t stirred yet.
Wait… Anma-kun has come once in me, once in Corinna-chan, and four times in Jane-san already. I’ve heard that men have a limit to how many times they can go… and since Jane-san took such a heavy brunt of it, surely he won’t have much left for me?
Resigned to my fate, I crawled toward the center of the bed. I didn’t want to hit my head against the headboard, and given how fast he was, I knew I couldn’t run. I really should have listened to Jane-san and bolted when I had the chance.
”P-please… be gentle with me,” I whispered.
I was pinned down in the blink of an eye.
”Ah! Wait, I said I’m not resisting! Don’t be so rough with my clothes! You’re going to tear them!”
The straps of my dress were ripped aside, my skirt was shoved up, and suddenly I was exposed. My stomach, my breasts, my p**sy – I had nothing left to hide behind.
And then, his heat met mine.
”Ngh-ohhh!”
He was all the way inside! He wasn’t holding back even a little bit!
”Ah! Not so fast! Stop! I’m – I’m already c**ming from just one thrust! It’s not fair to keep going like that!”
Wait… is my body really this weak?
”Agh… Ah! Nngh! No… stop! I’m just… I’m c**ming the whole time! I can’t stop! Ah! Nnghh…!”
I felt his heat flood me deep inside. It was so warm. He finally finished, so maybe I could rest now.
Wait. Why is he still hard? He’s come so many times, he should be exhausted!
”Ah! Stop! You can’t touch my breasts right after I’ve climaxed! I have to… I have to be firm with you…”
”Ahhh! Anma-kun! My b**bs…! Not my b**bs! I’m going to c**m again!”
Jeez… why is my voice so sweet? It sounds like I’m begging for more! He was already making me climax just by playing with my chest… his hands were too good at this!
”Ah! Don’t move your hips while you’re doing that! I just came! Ah… I’m going again! I’m c**ming!”
”Ohh! Oh! Oh! Oh!”
Something big was coming… I could feel it!
Nn-ngh!!!
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Summary:
The Class President watches in shock as Jane-san and Corinna-chan are utterly dominated by Anma-kun’s unexpected stamina and predatory shift. Despite her internal reservations, she finds herself unable to flee when given the chance. Eventually, she is the last one targeted, discovering her own body’s overwhelming sensitivity.
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Trivia:
- Anma-kun’s total e**culation count is now at 7 by the end of the chapter.
- Jane-san explicitly warned the Class President to flee earlier.
- Corinna-chan is completely unconscious for the latter half of the scene.
- The Class President’s dress is torn during the final encounter
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Character Insight:
The Class President moves from a position of ‘superior’ observer to a ‘broken’ participant, highlighting the corruption trope where the most serious character falls the hardest.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author uses specific rhythmic pacing in this chapter to emphasize Anma-kun’s ‘unlimited’ stamina common in adult light novel tropes.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Jane – A maid with light blue hair. She has an AA-cup breast size and is desperate for breast enhancement.
• Corinna – A maid with black hair wearing a maid outfit. She is described as having very large breasts that bounce when she moves.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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