episode_0356

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It feels… strangely exhilarating.

Doing something this indecent with senpai, Yozora, and sensei.

Honestly, with so many eyes on me, there are plenty of embarrassing aspects to it, but…

It doesn’t feel entirely bad… would that be the right way to put it?

…N-not that I’m an exhibitionist or anything.

It’s humiliating, but… I don’t dislike it…

Hmm.

It’s hard to explain.

Ah, it’s kind of like how I felt last time when the three of us went out to the shopping district together.

I’m not as sociable as others, so Yozora and senpai might’ve been bored, but… I had fun in my own way.

With senpai.

And Yozora.

Just aimlessly wandering around with the two of them—that alone.

“Hngh… ngh…”

But still, how do I put it…

As much as I enjoy doing things together…

Just 1mg more.

That tiny bit more of sensei’s attention—

That desire hasn’t changed at all.

“Sensei……”

If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have moved closer when senpai tried to kiss sensei, trying to kiss him too.

If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t be…

Taking turns with senpai, sucking his cock like this.

I wouldn’t have fought to claim the shirt soaked in sensei’s scent, either.

…Sorry for being greedy.

But this much greed… you’ll forgive, right?

All three of us here want the same thing—to be chosen by sensei first.

I just… don’t want to be left behind.

“Hahh… …Heeh, blgh…”

The cock Yozora and I were taking turns licking just moments ago.

Now, I’m licking it together with Seoyeon senpai, kneeling on the opposite side.

Sensei clearly enjoys this—pressing his tongue against us firmly, relying on experience,

while stealing glances at senpai, as if gauging how well she’s learned.

When I release the glans from my mouth and lick along the shaft, senpai on the other side starts stimulating the tip.

Her pale blue hair, slipping over her ears as she bows her head.

Schlurp, schlick.

“…Ngh, ngh… hhhn… ngh…”

“……”

…But, senpai.

You’re really good at this.

I noticed it earlier when you were being taught, but honestly… I think you’re better than me.

The only way I can tell how much sensei enjoys senpai’s blowjob is through his ragged breaths and the twitching of his cock, but…

When it was me, he seemed to be relaxing and enjoying it,

but when senpai took him deep into her mouth, sucking hard…

He looked like he was barely holding back, brows furrowed.

Like he was about to cum any second,

as if squeezing everything into that swollen sack.

“…Hey, wait…”

“Hahh… hah… haa…”

…Ah, I was right.

Sensei, you almost came again, didn’t you?

Otherwise, you wouldn’t have pushed senpai’s forehead away like that.

…Definitely.

Even the cock slipping from senpai’s mouth—

Not only is it slick with no trace of cum,

but it’s twitching angrily, as if frustrated.

“……”

But this just makes me competitive.

When I was giving you head, you were just comfortably enjoying it,

but the moment senpai took you in her mouth, you nearly came?

Honestly…

“Hahh…”

“Sua, suddenly…”

“…Ngh, schlurp……”

…I don’t like it.

You always said my blowjobs felt amazing.

You’ve even praised me for it before.

“…Huu…”

“Schlick, hngh…”

A cock drenched in Yozora’s scent, senpai’s scent—disgustingly lewd.

I take it deep, fitting the tip into my throat like a puzzle piece, sucking hard the way I’ve seen in adult videos.

All while ignoring senpai’s intense gaze beside me.

“Hah… eh… ngh, ugh……”

I press the glans against my palate, my tongue, swallowing around it.

Each time, the blockage makes me tilt my head slightly, creating space in my throat.

With wet, sticky sounds, I use my throat like a… pussy,

…the musky scent.

Dizzy from that scent—the only way to describe it.

Even sensei’s hands, which at first seemed like they’d pull me off,

end up gripping the back of my head, dragging me down in excitement.

Deeper into my throat.

Gulp, gulp,

fucking into me, until—

“Nghhk… ngh…”

A bitterly pungent—

proof of sensei’s pleasure spills into my mouth.

…Just like what’s dripping

between Yozora’s thighs over there, sprawled on the bed, panting.

Most of it went down my throat since sensei came so deep, but…

“Haa… ha……”

“…”

“…Should I swallow this too, sensei?”

“…Yeah.”

…Here.

Enough to gather on my tongue and show you—

some’s still left.

“Mmm… ngh…”

…At least I didn’t fall too far behind senpai.

Lost in petty rivalry, I glance at her briefly.

Covering my mouth slightly, I gulp down everything left inside.

No real need to do this, but… senpai’s watching right beside me.

I just wanted to show off a little.

So even after swallowing, I make an exaggerated gulp, then…

stare at the still-hard cock,

no different from the ones in dirty manga.

“…Should I lie next to Yozora…?”

I ask demurely.

Sensei must be desperate to fuck right now.

My lower stomach’s throbbing too.

…I can feel how soaked I am between my thighs.

Let’s have sex, sensei. Let’s feel good together.

Right now, I could make you feel even better than usual.

Like that time I worried I’d come between you and Yozora.

“No.”

“…Huh?”

But sensei’s answer leaves no room for hesitation.

Sweat-damp black hair pushed back, he stretches lightly, as if loosening up.

…Ah. I see.

Guess he’s getting tired now.

Well, he’s already cum so many times… it makes sense.

Last time, when it was just me, he lasted till the end, but now there are three of us.

Disappointing, but nothing to be done…

I’ll just take today as a chance to grow closer to Seoyeon senpai,

or as practice for making friends…

“…You two. Wait here a sec.”

“……?”

That’s not so bad, right?

But contrary to my expectations, sensei exhales deeply and steps off the bed, heading to the living room.

Not to clean up or wash, but to leave us with those words.

What’s he doing?

Is he getting water from the kitchen because he’s exhausted?

I glance at Yozora, wondering if she knows, but she’s still face-down on the bed, twitching happily.

Her hands, limp between her thighs, are coated in sticky cum.

No way she’s coherent right now…

…Does senpai know?

I shift my gaze from Yozora’s black hair to senpai beside me.

“……”

“……”

Senpai’s face is flushed red.

She’s been like this since she said she was in pain, all the way until her first time with sensei,

…but even when we were sucking him together earlier, she wasn’t this red.

Why…?

“Baek Seoyeon.”

“…Wh-what?”

“This water bottle was in the fridge. Mind if we share it here?”

“Uh, s-sure…”

Is it something about sensei?

Clueless, my mind fills with question marks—until sensei trudges back into the bedroom.

…Holding something

in each hand.

“Here. Drink.”

“…Thanks.”

One is a plain, cold water bottle.

…But the other.

That’s definitely the paper bag Yozora said was a “gift” for senpai.

Why would sensei bring that out now…?

“And this… Sua, you know what this is, right?”

“……”

…What is this?

Ah, no—not that I don’t know.

But why is it here?

Yozora said this was a gift for senpai.

This isn’t a gift, it’s just…

“Sua.”

“…Uh, well… a dog collar…?”

…The kind sold at adult shops.

A lewd accessory.

“……”

A different color from the one I bought myself, but the same design—a collar clearly made to be worn around a human neck.

The plush interior presses against my skin as I fidget on the bed, then peek into the paper bag sensei set down.

…Hard to tell, but the thing at the very bottom looks like clothing.

They sold those too, at the adult shop.

That other thing looks like… some kind of machine?

No idea what it’s for.

The box says “womanizer,” but I don’t get what that means.

Even from the illustration, I can’t tell where it’s supposed to go.

There’s a bunch of other stuff too, but

what really catches my eye is—

“…Sensei. What’s this for…?”

“What it looks like.”

“…Catching criminals?”

“No.”

The kind you see in movies.

Handcuffs.

“For tying wrists together when someone resists… when you wanna do something lewd.”

“…Ah…”

“…Wanna try putting your hands behind your back?”

“……”

Sensei tests the key with a click, grinning as he says it.

At the words “something lewd,” I obediently bring my wrists together behind me, and the cold metal snaps shut around them.

…I’m not wearing a single stitch of clothing.

I even took off sensei’s shirt, worried it’d get dirty.

No underwear, nothing.

Just my dripping pussy,

fully exposed to everyone.

“…Good girl.”

“……”

Then, he takes the collar from my hands,

unbuckles it, and loops it around my neck.

Tightening just enough to feel the pressure.

…Honestly, it’s embarrassing.

I’d love it if we were alone, but Yozora’s awake now, watching with keen interest.

And Seoyeon senpai, who was just sucking cock with me, is clutching her water bottle, staring.

It’s so humiliating.

“…Looks good on you.”

“…Th-thank you…”

Sensei’s cock is rock-hard as he looks at me.

So I…

don’t mind it.

…If I act a little more eager,

he’ll like it even more, right?

For example—

“……”

The lion ears and tail I usually keep hidden unless forced.

…Just to be pampered by a male.

To match the dog collar,

I let them out.

“…Ah, saw some cowbell stuff earlier too. Did you buy that on purpose, Yozora?”

“Yep. Just grabbed whatever looked fun from the mutant section~”

“…Who do you think would suit it?”

“You know… the one with cow-like tits.”

“Hmm. Not sure.”

Click, clack.

Sensei attaches a leash to the collar around my neck.

Giving it a light tug to test the connection, he pats my head.

“Baek Seoyeon’s a fox. Yozora, you’re a demon. Sua is…”

“…”

“…a lion, right?”

“…”

“…See? You’ve got the ears.”

First, he strokes my hair.

Then my cheek.

Then slips a finger between my lips.

“Bleh…”

“…No fangs, though.”

As if checking

the embarrassingly small canines of a lion.