Volume 13 Chapter 317 Shirogane Aqua, Continued Honey Trap
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Aqua-kun…”
Uruha gazed at me with damp eyes, her cheeks flushed hot. Damn it! With my track record of losses—double checkmarks and all—I knew right then I’d already surrendered.
But that was fine. For a girl…! For the one I cared about, to see her smile… I’d lose a thousand times over if I had to!
”Come here, Uruha. I’ll take it all—everything you’ve got!!”
With my resolve locked in, I called her name myself. Sometimes a guy just needs that kind of clean break.
I pulled a serious face, and the room lit up—everyone’s cheeks turned pink as they cooed, “So cool,” and “That’s our Aqua-kun.” Meanwhile, only Ayana muttered, “He’s up to something again…” Ayana… come on, like Kanon next to you, let yourself get fooled by my determined look just a little. At times like this!!
”Alright then, Aqua-kun. Lie back on the bed for me?”
”Yeah, of course.”
I stretched out flat on the sheets, and Uruha straddled me like a sleek panther. My lower half—the part of me that loved a girl on top—was already primed and ready. Trusty old partner of mine, fighting side by side all these years. Even after blowing my load so many times, it snapped to attention in an instant.
The resolve down there wasn’t like any ordinary guy’s. Still got it in you, buddy? Nah, I wouldn’t ask something that lame. If anything, it felt like my cock was urging me on: Don’t you dare back down now, partner!
”Um… here I go, then.”
Whoa!
Uruha’s breasts, wrapped in black lace, dropped right into my view!! In this irresistible setup, my face broke into a goofy grin without me even trying.
”Ah!”
Her hand slipped on the smooth sheets, and suddenly her side boob and armpit crashed down onto my face. I savored the soft, plump feel against my cheek while breathing deep—the thick, pheromone-laced scent of her pit pulling me in like a drug.
”S-Sorry, Aqua-kun! You okay? I’ll move right away.”
As she pushed herself up, Uruha spotted the bulge in my pants, her cheeks blooming pink.
”Ah… Aqua-kun. Is it… because of my armpit that you’re getting so hard…?”
I nodded silently to her question. Just like I wouldn’t lie to fans as an idol, as a man, I couldn’t deny my own desires—or my kinks.
”Then… how about I stroke you off with it? Oh, wait—that’s in the textbook you wrote, right?”
Classic Uruha, always the most diligent one.
She’d actually studied my guide cover to cover. I sat up on the bed and scooted closer to her on my knees.
”Mm.”
She slipped my cock between her arm and ribs, letting out a sultry little moan. Damn, that damp, sweaty pit—warm and slick like a custom sleeve—felt way too good!!
”How’s this, Aqua-kun? Feel okay?”
Every time she shifted, her full breasts squished against my thigh with a soft give. Shit!
Armpit stroke plus tit pressure? That’s not just overkill—it’s a knockout punch!!
With each slide, wet and rhythmic, my cock softened just enough in her sweat to hit that perfect sweet spot.
The pit job was heaven like this, but damn, I wanted the classic version too. I asked her to turn around.
”This better?”
Sure, maybe thrusting on my own broke some unspoken rule. But who gives a damn?!
After all her effort, I wanted to make it worth it for Uruha!! Pure instinct drove me—I gripped her hips and started pumping hard.
”Ah…”
Her face flushed deeper as the ridge of my tip rubbed along her side boob. I want your cock, her eyes pleaded, locked on mine. Sorry, Uruha.
God, I want to slam it deep inside you too. But as a man… I just couldn’t resist this pit’s grip!!
The slick sounds grew louder, messier, as I thrust. Then she slid her arm under her breast, lifting it to press against my shaft all on her own.
What consideration! At this point, holding back was impossible. I bucked wildly, and for the finish, she raised her arm high—letting me unload right over her sweat-drenched pit.
Spurt after spurt, in quick bursts, I coated her armpit sleeve with thick ropes of cum.
”And that makes it Master’s loss. So, Uruha-san’s request is… she wants you to take care of her aching pussy with your cock afterward.”
”Wait—?! Pegonia-san, I never said anything like that!!”
Uruha, even if you didn’t say it, your face was screaming it loud and clear.
”Huh? Really? Well, how about a normal date instead?”
”Um… well… then, uh… the non-date option…”
She peeked at me through shy glances, her face all flustered.
That’s my girl. As a man, all I could do was step up.
”Next up, then~”
Pegonia-san announced it, and Kanon, Ayana, and Claire-san exchanged looks.
”I’ll go…”
Kanon stepped forward.
”Hey, Aqua… You like jerking off, right?”
I nodded like a man should at her words. To me, masturbation and sex were worlds apart.
If sex was steak or sushi—something hearty—then jerking off was like dessert for me. Sweet, indulgent.
”Truth is, I’d rather you just do it with me if you’re in the mood… but I get it. Sometimes you wanna handle it solo, huh?”
Damn! Kanon was so adorable, I scooped her into a hug on the spot.
And talk about the perfect wife— she really understood me!! I love you, Kanon! Let’s renew our vows—get “married” to Yui all over again!!
”D-Don’t get the wrong idea… I, uh, made this for you…”
She held out a familiar tube-shaped thing right in front of me. Wait— an onahole?
No, not just any! I zeroed in on the entrance. No doubt about it—this sleeve was molded straight from Kanon’s pussy!!
”W-Wait! Don’t stare at it like that! It’s embarrassing!!”
Come on, you made this super lewd item yourself— that’s not fair! Me, Pegonia-san, and my imaginary Emily all grinned at her.
”Enough already! Come on, let’s just do it!!”
Kanon dropped to her knees on the floor and pressed her custom sleeve against my cock. By now, I was rock-hard, throbbing.
”Jeez. Why do you get so huge for a fake one?”
She puffed out her cheeks in a pout. Ow, my heart—jealous of her own onahole?
My wife’s too cute for this world!! Me and imaginary Emily punched through the walls of my mind in unison.
”Alright… going in.”
She eased my cock into the sleeve, slow and teasing. Whoa, it was insanely slick inside—like she’d lubed it up or something.
”Master, that’s not lube. The young miss coated it with her own juices just a bit ago.”
Wha— what did you say?! Pegonia-san’s casual reveal turned Kanon’s face beet red.
”And according to Emily-sama, who made this… she cultured artificial skin from the young miss’s own cells to perfectly replicate her down there.”
Emily, you legend. Top-tier work as always.
”Sh-Shut up! Who cares about that?! Ugh…”
Kanon worked the sleeve up and down with a shy flush on her face.
Slurp… schlop… squelch… squish…
The toy’s inner walls— a dead ringer for Kanon’s tender folds— clung to my cock like they were begging for more. Incredible.
It even nailed the cervix at the end. Through this thing, I could feel Emily’s total commitment to the craft.
Squish… squelch… slosh… slurp…
Every stroke from Kanon sent fresh slickness bubbling up from the depths, like love juices straight from her womb, wrapping around me tight.
Damn, with how much I adored her, this was too much to take. My urge built fast—I unloaded into the sleeve with enough force to make it swell and overflow.
Spurt~… spluuuurt… spuuuurt~… spuuuurt~…
Cum leaked out the sides of Kanon’s stuffed toy.
She watched it happen and whispered, almost to herself, “You’re spilling way too much… geez.”
”So, for the young miss’s request…”
”Hold on, Pegonia?! Don’t just decide for me before I can even speak!”
Pegonia-san stuck out her tongue with a little “Tee-hee, caught me?”—not a hint of real regret on her face. Kanon shot back, “You’re not sorry at all!” and latched onto her in a playful hug.
Yeah… keep that up, right in front of me!! I grinned like an idiot, soaking in the sight of their skin brushing close.
”Anyway, my request is this.”
With that, Kanon handed me the sleeve.
”It’s the only one in the world, so… take good care of it, okay?”
She turned and bolted from the room in a dash.
Too damn cute! Pegonia-san took the toy from me with a quick “I’ll clean this up,” and followed her out.
”Um… so, next up is me? Claire-san, that cool?”
”Yes, of course. I’m in the middle of some neglect play right now.”
Neglect play?! Wait—what?
When? When did that even start?! Sweet, innocent Ayana tilted her head, puzzled, but stepped toward me anyway.
”Aqua-kun… y-your thing’s all dirty, so I’ll clean it up for you.”
She dropped to her knees and parted her lips just a bit, her tongue flicking out to lap at my cock in soft, teasing strokes.
Smack… lick… mwah… slurp…
Ayana peppered it with kisses, each one loud and wet on purpose.
Classic Ayana. As an actress, her kiss-face was pure seduction; as an idol, those cute little sounds alone nearly pushed me over the edge.
”Alright… gonna swallow you all the way down now.”
She opened wide and took me in, inch by inch.
Warm. So damn warm—her mouth’s cozy heat made my cock swell even bigger inside her.
Gluck… slurp…plop… chomp…
She played those lewd sounds like music, staring up at me with a naughty glint in her eyes. So this was a top idol’s bedroom gaze.
Shit! No way I could hold out against that!!
Chub… jup…
nglrk… glurk… guh…
Ayana deep-throated me to the base, then pulled back just shy of popping free—only to plunge down again, her tongue twisting around like it owned me. My hips bucked wild; I grabbed her hair and came straight down her throat.
Drip… spurt-spurt… spuuuurt~… spluuuurt…
She held me root-deep through my endless release, then swallowed hard with a big, audible gulp, sending it all sliding down.
”Wait… let me clean you up properly.”
Ayana went easy now, mindful I might blow again, her tongue gentle on my oversensitive skin.
”Seriously… you just came, and it’s already this big again?”
Her cheeks turned red as she eyed my swelling cock.
Well, yeah. No red-blooded guy stays small through a cleanup blowjob from Ayana.
”So, my request is…”
I leaned in, buzzing with excitement to hear it. Something steamy would be amazing!
Hell yeah—bring on the naughty stuff! I clasped my hands in silent prayer inside my head.
”Even if it’s just a little… Yukari-senpai and Aqua-kun, you were worried about them, so when we get back to Japan, go easy on them, okay?”
Ayana…
what a sweet girl. Made me feel kinda ashamed for all the dirty thoughts I’d been drowning in just seconds ago.
”Got it. Leave it to me.”
”Yeah, thanks.”
Ayana rounded up Uruha, Lisa, and Kokona—who’d been watching from the back—and headed out. Come to think of it, Tamamo-sensei and Ruuna-senpai weren’t around either.
Probably slipped back to look after the kids? Kanon and Pegonia-san hadn’t returned… Guess everyone instinctively knew to clear out for Claire-san’s turn….
”Hah… hah… Aqua-kun…”
Claire-san approached slow, her face twisted like a beast in heat, eyes wild with need.
”I can’t… hold back anymore.”
She peeled down her sweat-damp panties, slick and clinging. Whoa—the crotch was soaked through, strings of thick arousal stretching between it and her pussy like sticky webs.
”H-Hold on, Claire-san! I’m thrilled, but full-on sex breaks the rules, right?!”
”Yes, I know. That’s why… let me serve you like this instead.”
She turned away, spread her cheeks with both hands, and used her thumb and finger to present her twitching rear entrance right in my face.
Ass play confirmed… My cock throbbed harder at the sight.
”The back door doesn’t count, right? So please… use Claire’s waste-only hole to dump every last drop you’ve got pent up.”
Claire-san shoved me onto the bed and impaled herself on my cock—straight to the hilt in her ass.
”Ahh, yes… this. This is what I’ve been craving all along.”
Oh crap.
Forget drawing it out or making me feel good—this was beyond that. Claire-san, more locked-in than me, slammed her tight cheeks against my hips in brutal, pounding strokes.
Squish… nish… squelch… nish…
Her ass gripped me so vise-tight, any slip in focus and I’d lose it right then.
”Hee hee… make sure you train my ass to fit your cock just like my pussy, okay, Aqua-kun?”
She bent forward, gazing down at me with a melted, hazy look. Her switch-hitter intensity—dominating and submitting—sent shivers of fear and thrill through me.
Jlub… zlup… glub… zchup…
My cock bucked hard inside her depths. Damn, I was done for.
Couldn’t last another second…! I erupted deep in her ass.
Spuuuurt~… spuuuurt~… spuuuurt~…
My mind went blank as I flooded her guts with everything I had.
”Aqua-kun… a holy woman’s back hole? It’s just a relief spot for boys in need. So whenever you’re worked up, hand over my sister outfit… and use me however you like.”
Those words alone squeezed out the dregs from my balls, all into her. Claire-san rose off me, freeing my cock, then wiped it clean with tender care.
”Um… so, Claire-san’s request?”
”Then… keep up the neglect play from here on out. Eep—I said it!”
Her cheeks pinked like a pure maiden’s, and she slipped out of the room. Hard to believe this was the same girl who’d just ass-fucked me into oblivion.
Which meant… the Claire-san I’d seen earlier? Maybe some illusion, warped by that sudden Hoge-lar Wave messing with my head a bit.
”Anyway… with everyone gone, you can come out now.”
I called out from the shadows, and Sugita-sensei emerged, her face flushed with embarrassment. Su— superb!!
Leopard-print lingerie top and bottom with black tights? Yeah, Sugita-sensei totally gets it!!
”Ugh… how long have you known?”
”From the start, obviously.”
Truth be told, I could sniff out a girl’s hiding spot blindfolded.
All it took was that faint, telltale scent— and bam, I knew exactly where she was. Which meant, even if terrorists crashed the party, if they were girls, I’d never lose.
”Sugita-sensei, what are you doing here?”
”P-Pegonia-san told me Shirogane was in a real bind… But then she said to strip down to my underwear, and I had a bad feeling…”
Sugita-sensei stared hard at my bulging cock.
Ah, got it. As a teacher, she was holding back— but deep down, as a woman, she wanted to get naughty with me just as bad.
”Sorry about this, Sugita-sensei. I’ll talk to Pegonia-san for you.”
”No, it’s fine… Besides, you do look pretty backed up.”
She rubbed her thighs together, stealing glances at my swollen length.
”Um… so… Shirogane, do you… I mean, even now, do you still wanna… do stuff with me?”
”Sugita-sensei… From the day we met, up to this very moment— no, for all the days ahead! I’ve always seen you that way. As someone I want to get with. Of course, I respect you as my teacher too.”
My blunt words turned her face beet red.
That reaction alone? I could eat a whole sack of rice.
”O-Okay. Well, full-on sex is off-limits, but… something close should be alright…”
With that, Sugita-sensei shoved me back onto the bed. Getting pinned by a female teacher— straight out of my wildest AV fantasies— left me in awe of the moment.
”I’ll press close, but that’s okay?”
”Hell yeah— make it as tight as you can.”
I was ready to cross that line with her!! She draped over me, bodies flush, then clamped my cock between her thick, plush thighs.
”Sorry if my scent or sweaty skin grosses you out— just say the word.”
”No way. I love your smell, Sugita-sensei.”
She blushed harder at my words, murmuring a soft, “R-Really…?”
”Alright, here we go.”
With my cock snug in her tights-sheathed thighs, she started rocking her hips slow.
Squish… mush… zlish… muuush…
My pre-cum mixed with her leaking juices for the perfect lube, turning each slide into pure bliss.
This was simulated sex— sumata, right? Trapped in her meaty thighs, my cock was about to burst from sheer joy.
”How’s it feel, Shirogane? If it’s uncomfortable or you hate it, tell me right away.”
Uncomfortable? This was insanely good.
Seizing the chaos, I grabbed a fistful of her ass. So this was the firm, skirt-straining rear I’d eyed in class. I kneaded it deep, fingers sinking in, savoring every bit.
Slap… slap… slap…
Each thrust of her hips in the thigh job mashed her heavy breasts harder against my face.
Was this heaven? The thought alone nearly sent me soaring.
Spuuuuurt~… spuuuuuurt~… spuuuuuurt~… spuuuuuurt~… spuuuuuurt~…
By the time I snapped back, I’d blown my load with enough force to hit the ceiling.
”Wh— whoa, that was a lot… You scared me.”
”Yeah… imagining doing the real thing with you got me going hard.”
She blinked in surprise, then softened into a pleased little “I see…” I wasn’t letting that opening slide— I snatched her hand and pushed further.
”Sugita-sensei… After graduation, I’ll fill you up with even more than this.”
She turned away, shy as ever.
”F-Fine, then… until that day, don’t push yourself too hard. Everyone’s worried about you— even if they don’t say it. Me included.”
I pulled her into a gentle hug.
”Sorry, Sugita-sensei. And thanks.”
”It’s okay. You’re still a kid, after all. Lean on us adults more.”
She hugged me back, stroking the back of my head with tender care.
”While I’m at it… I’ve got a favor to ask.”
”Shoot. Anything but the naughty stuff. …Well, a little naughty might be fine.”
Huh?
So a bit of lewd is on the table?! For a split second, temptation tugged at me— but I shook it off and made my real plea.
”Then… when we get back home, come with me to turn myself in at the station. Guns and knives law, speeding tickets— I’ve racked up a bunch.”
”Wait, Shirogane! No way. The cops might be thrilled to see you drop by, but you’d just pile on their workload!!”
Wait, that’s a no?
But I can’t forgive myself for breaking the rules!! After that, a cooled-off Sugita-sensei sat me down and talked sense into me for a good hour.
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