episode_0320

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…Not a shred of proper acting in sight,

Just sex with her dressed in some random Japanese high school uniform.

At best, Yozora became slightly cuter.

Her speech didn’t change much—only the way she addressed me shifted to “sensei.”

But right now.

With the head of my cock pressed deep inside her, scraping against her urethra, the amount of cum gushing out in thick, sticky pulses is,

Even to me,

A little surprising.

“…Nn, ugh… …….”

As Yozora tangles her tongue with mine, panting heavily, I press her pubic mound a little harder.

Thick, slippery fluid spurts from her fully spread pussy, but I ignore it and thrust my hips deeper.

Even by my own eyes, I’m already buried to the hilt.

The sensation is more than satisfying enough.

Yet, to stuff in even the slightest extra inch beyond what her body can take,

I pull back slightly,

…Then, just as Yozora’s clit twitches under the rough grind of my thumb,

I slam back in.

Soaking the extra length in the slick juices she’s spilled,

I ruthlessly ravage the depths of her already cum-filled insides.

“…Hah… Chh…….”

Yozora’s dazed gaze locks onto me as she wraps her arms around my neck, our suffocating kiss never breaking.

Given our position, she has no choice but to swallow every drop of my saliva—just as I force another kind of liquid deep into her, staining her completely.

Though sticky fluid quickly pools around the head of my cock as it pounds mercilessly into her tender flesh,

That alone isn’t enough to satisfy me.

I keep spilling every last drop stored in my balls, no matter how much she’s already taken.

With each erratic, convulsive clench of Yozora’s walls,

Again.

And again.

“Haah… Hahh…….”

“Hguh… Nngh… …Ah…….”

What felt like an eternity passes in an instant.

Lifting my exhausted body, I pull out with a wet sound, my breath ragged from the effort.

Her pussy, flushed and oversensitive, twitches as I press a hand against it, slowly.

Finally, as the last of me slips free from her abused depths, the gaping hole that had stretched to take me begins to flutter shut.

…Though not before a thick stream of cum spills out, dripping down her thighs—now that the “plug” is gone.

Not that I could bear to watch for long.

“…Ah, shit… …That was rough.”

Maybe it was the suffocating rush of dopamine.

I bite back half a curse, collapsing beside the already breathless Yozora to steady my own breathing.

…My still-hard cock, now a mess, remains stiff.

It wasn’t this bad when we did it on the sofa earlier.

When exactly did I lose even the slightest shred of restraint?

Lost in thought, I absentmindedly stroke Yozora’s sweat-damp hair—so unlike my own.

Was it the moment I saw her in that high school uniform?

It probably played a part, but that wasn’t all.

When I forcibly hiked up her skirt and peeled off her pure white panties?

She looked good, sure, but that wasn’t it either.

Then was it the stupid sex ed talk I muttered while thrusting into her bare?

Or was it Yozora herself saying she wouldn’t mind getting pregnant?

“…Ah, wait, sensei. Over here…….”

“…You’re still doing that? Calling me ‘sensei’?”

“Ehehe… We haven’t cleaned up yet…….”

“…….”

“…Want me to clean you up nice and proper? …Hahh…….”

…I don’t know.

Now that I think about it,

Maybe the problem was all of it combined.

Too lazy to dwell on it.

“Yozora.”

“Mnn…?”

“You want water?”

“Yeah… My throat’s dry… …Your cum’s so sticky, it’s clinging to my throat…….”

“Hold on.”

After hastily pulling my half-discarded gown back on,

I drag my recovering body to the kitchen and pour two glasses of cold water.

One for Yozora.

And one extra—just in case.

Holding a glass in each hand, I push the bedroom door open with my wrist and step inside.

“…Whoa…….”

“…What are you doing?”

Unlike earlier, when she was sprawled out breathless, Yozora now curiously runs her fingers along her slit.

Well, more accurately, she’s playing with the cum leaking out of it.

The aftermath of our earlier session is obvious—the bed is soaked in various fluids.

The wet splatter in the corner? Probably from Yozora gushing as she came.

The damp gray stain between her thighs? Definitely my fault.

Just seeing those marks makes my barely settled lust flare up again,

But I force it down, reminding myself she hasn’t even had water yet.

“No, but isn’t this crazy? …It’s so thick…….”

“…You’ve seen it before. Why act so surprised now?”

“Hmm… Maybe because it’s the first time you’ve creampied me?”

Grinning, she stretches a sticky strand of cum between her thumb and middle finger.

I walk over and hand her one of the glasses, sitting beside her.

A quiet “Thanks” slips out—oddly, it feels like the first time I’ve ever heard her say it.

Even when I carried her drunk ass home or played with her out of boredom, I don’t remember her ever thanking me.

It makes my chest itch.

Not some teenage flutter—just…

It’s cringey, coming from Yozora of all people.

A brief silence passes.

Then, after finishing her water, she suddenly asks:

“Hey, hey, why’re you so boringly unresponsive?”

“…You just thanked me for bringing water. What kind of reaction were you expecting?”

“No! I mean earlier!”

“Earlier?”

“…When I was playing with the cum. Shouldn’t you have said something?”

“Something”?

Should I have asked how it felt?

Or ordered her to swallow the rest?

Confused, I stare blankly at her until she bites her lower lip and continues.

“Plus, it was the first time you…….”

“…….”

“…Came inside me…….”

Unlike her bold start, her voice trails off like a deflating balloon by the end.

Her ears, starkly red against her dark hair, stand out.

“…Ah, you wanted me to check if you were okay?”

“Th-That’s… Well, I mean, sure, that’d be nice too…!”

“Nice too. Then what?”

“…I already said. Why’re you so boringly unresponsive?”

“…….”

“Sh-Shouldn’t you at least ask if I’m really safe… or something?”

“You said it was a safe day. With your own mouth.”

“…But what if I was joking…? Like, ‘Oops, actually no~’ …Or, ‘If I get pregnant, what should we name the baby~?’ …That kind of…….”

“…You wanted to see me panic?”

“…Ugh… Forget it. It’s too late now… So boring…….”

With a short, frustrated whine, Yozora flops back down, still clutching her empty glass.

From the café until now, she’s been acting unlike herself—but this? This feels like the Yozora I know.

Smirking at the unwelcome familiarity, I lie down beside her.

My untouched glass is set aside, safely out of reach.

“…It really is a safe day, right?”

“Too lateee…….”

“I’ll play along. You wanted to see me panic, didn’t you?”

“You’re a terrible actor… Even earlier, when I treated you like a teacher, you just felt like some random friend…….”

Her grumbling voice comes from much higher than usual.

Staring at the bright ceiling light, I shift slightly upward.

No need for her to speak from beneath me like always.

Somewhere right beside me is fine.

“Was it that bad? I thought I played the teacher role well.”

“…A proper teacher should feel totally consumed by lust, you know? Especially with a high school girl like me.”

“Wasn’t I exactly that kind of teacher?”

“Ehh…? You were way, waaay off! …Someone consumed by lust would be like…….”

But after just a few more words, the voice beside me stops.

Instead, I hear yours—closer than before.

“Even after all that… ……You should still want more.”

Perched on my lower stomach, you whisper,

“At least twice… No, three times…….”

“…….”

“…Right?”

Honestly,

Not bad.

“…Sensei. …You pervert.”

“…What?”

“Wh-What should I do…?”

“…About what?”

“…Well, actually, today’s my dangerous day…….”

After all that grumbling,

You suddenly flash a mischievous smile,

Leaning close enough to brush my ear,

…While pressing your heavy breasts firmly against me.

The whisper that slips directly into my eardrum is,

Honestly,

Not bad.

“Some awful adult just… creampied me like an idiot…….”

“…Creampied?”

“…See? This thick, sticky adult cum… …Dripping out of me?”

Still sitting on my lower stomach,

You lift your hips slightly, spreading your slit wide with your fingers,

…And over my already rock-hard cock—

The same one you diligently cleaned earlier—

You let the cum I filled you with drip onto it,

Honestly,

Not bad.

“…At this rate, I’ll definitely get pregnant…….”

“…….”

“Condoms… …Won’t be needed anymore, right?”

Even as you grin and grind your pussy against the tip,

I stay silent.

“…Wanna go again? …Impregnation sex?”

“…….”

“…Ah, never mind.”

“…….”

“Now it’s just… you and me… …Having sex just to feel good… …Right?”

…Even if you hadn’t played this cute little game.

What happens next would’ve been

Exactly the same.