Female teacher? Complete Chapter 16 of The School of Animals

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Author: Yuuki Aya (Japanese)
Translator: Resurrection 126
Chapter 1 Beast Gang and Female Teacher
"1"
Fujiki, Murota, and Segawa skipped school again today and
were sitting . They had hardly been to school since the start of the new semester.
All three were wearing school uniforms, but the collars were up, about seven centimeters long, and the hems of their shirts were draped
over their knees. Judging from their hairstyles, Murota and Segawa's hair stood on end, while Fujiki's was permed.
It hard to imagine that they were high school students; they looked more like thugs or delinquents. The leader of the bad students was Fujiki, and they
were a trio who caused all sorts of trouble at Kuroyama High School; other schools had also heard of them.
"What brings you here? I like doing things that are thrilling and involve sex,"
Murota said anxiously. Beside him, Segawa was blowing smoke while looking at a foreign nude
magazine .
"Murota, if you're so lonely,
why don't you call out Eiko, the college student, and go to that SM club?"
"I'm already fed up with Eiko. I have absolutely no interest in her."
"So, who have you set your sights on?"
"If someone had good prey, I wouldn't be hunting here."
Murota glanced at the magazine in Segawa's hand. It was a magazine he had read many times before. Inside were
photos of blonde white women bound in chains and whipped like slaves by two black men, and
photos of them being sandwiched with large penises inserted into their vaginas and anuses.
"Think about where you can find women who can be played with like that."
"Such women will appear, even if I'm waiting in a place like this."
Segawa was a little anxious. Fujiki, who had been silent until now, smoking a cigarette and reading the magazine,
finally turned around. He looked at Murota and Segawa's faces and gave a meaningful smile.
"We have a perfect prey right now. Hehehe."
"Where, Fujiki?"
"Did you know there's a new English teacher recently?"
"How could we know? I rarely go to class. What does the new teacher look like?"
"I've seen her resume."
Fujiki puffed on his cigarette, pretending to be deep in thought.
"Miyashima Mayumi, 25 years old. 163 cm tall, 87 cm bust, 88 cm hips,
that's the impression I got. Hehehe, she could be considered a beauty." "Is it really true
, Fujiki?"
Murota and Segawa couldn't help but straighten up. The woman had actually received Fujiki's
approval . Moreover, he had even checked her resume beforehand. It was impossible for Murota and Segawa not to be intrigued.
"I only saw her yesterday,"
Fujiki laughed again, glancing at his watch.
"Class is about to end. From now on, we're going to the school swimming pool.
We can't miss that beauty in her swimsuit. Hehehe."
"Before the hunt, all the evaluations of the prey are meaningless, but
it's different when she's in a swimsuit at the pool, right? Hmm."
"I saw it on her resume; she seems to be the swimming club advisor."
"Great. Hehe."
Fujiki, Murota, and Segawa looked at each other's faces, smiled silently, and finally stood up. They left
the coffee shop and headed to Kuroyama High School.
"What kind of beauty is she? Fujiki said she's exceptionally good."
"Hehe, even her figure in a swimsuit gets evaluated; looks like we're lucky."
Murota and Segawa's earlier anxiety disappeared, and they were now in a good mood.
They entered Kuroyama High School through the back door. A few students returning home from school spotted Fujiki and his friends, but
quickly and hastily made way for them.
Next to the gymnasium was an indoor swimming pool. It was built last year to commemorate the school's 80th anniversary and represents
the pride of Kuroyama High School.
Fujiki and the others peeked through the back window. There were about twenty swimming club students
swimming inside. Since it was an all-boys school, there weren't any girls, making Mayumi Mizushima easy to
spot.
She was wearing a dark green dress-style swimsuit, occasionally giving instructions to the students.
"See that? That's Mayumi Mizushima,"
Fujiki said, narrowing his eyes.
Her wavy black hair cascaded over her shoulders. A high, intelligent nose accentuated her beauty, and her eyes and lips
were perfectly proportioned. She was overwhelmingly beautiful. Especially in her swimsuit, her entire
body displayed a perfectly proportioned figure. Her full breasts and shapely
buttocks were clearly visible through the swimsuit. Her thighs had a lively, sensual quality, and her ankles were small and taut. Moreover, her skin was
flawlessly white.
Fujiki, Murota, and Segawa were stunned, almost breathless.
"How about it? Just as I said, right? She's top-notch!"
Fujiki exclaimed excitedly.
Murota and Segawa were completely oblivious to Fujiki's voice, their eyes glued to Mayumi's body.
"I'm so surprised! Our new teacher is such a beauty. I'll definitely attend all her English classes from now on!"
"Not just that, you have to look at her body too. Her breasts and buttocks are just
the right "
Murota and Segawa groaned as they spoke. Their eyes were bloodshot, and their erections were
hard .
"Hehehe, well then, this time our prey is Mizushima Mayumi ,
" Fujiki chuckled lewdly.
After a moment, Mizushima Mayumi stretched slightly and then jumped into the pool. Like
a warm-up, she slowly began freestyle backstroke, followed by breaststroke, looking like a mermaid.
The three of them followed Mayumi's figure with lustful eyes.
"I can already imagine her naked. I want to see her vagina and her anus, and
I want to smell her body... Hehehe."
"Let's ambush her here, and when she goes back..."
Murota and Segawa's voices trembled, their despicable thoughts brewing in their minds. If
Mayumi , they would have flown there already. Fujiki had the same thoughts, but he controlled
his impulse. He slowly took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.
"It's so frustrating. I can only watch my prey dart around, unable to enjoy the hunt."
"She's so slender, I really want to grab her and rub her. Then slowly pound into her,
savoring the pleasure as I finish her off.
" "What do you think, Fujiki?"
Segawa and Murota were already sketching out an erotic scenario.
Fujiki didn't speak, but pointed to a corner of the resume he'd copied, where Mayumi's home
address was written. It would take twenty minutes by bus from the school.
"Buses are busy in the mornings and evenings. Maybe she's not wearing underwear today, or
a bra, hehehe."
"Who knows, hehehe. But during rush hour, we can play some perverted games on the bus.
We haven't done that lately, have we?"
"Hehe, then I can touch her body, and, the beauty isn't wearing panties..."
The three of them simultaneously licked their lips, grinning maliciously at Mayumi. The thought of touching Mayumi's
thighs and buttocks made their palms slightly sweaty. Fujiki and the others glanced sideways at Mayumi, who was swimming gracefully,
then turned and left, sneaking into the instructors' locker room. They quickly found out which
locker , as only she used the women's locker room, and there was only one locker that could be closed.
Although they didn't have the key, Murota took out a pin and easily opened it. A black
dress hung on a hanger, and Mayumi's underwear was neatly folded underneath.
"Hehe, aren't they black panties?"
Segawa opened the bag containing the underwear.
"The pantyhose are black, hehehe, the bra and panties are white."
"These things are worn on that beauty's crotch, it's so exciting!"
Murota and Fujiki kept taking out Mayumi's underwear. It still had a faint, fresh
scent . The three of them took turns burying their faces in the panties and bra, humming and snorting inside the panties.
"Hey, look what this is!"
Segawa turned the panties inside out and showed them to Fujiki and Murota. There were tiny
, pale yellow spots. A particularly alluring scent permeated the air.
"Wow, this is so exciting!"
The three looked at each other, silently smiling, and licked their lips again. They gathered the underwear they had taken out and put it all into a paper bag. They left only the dress, high heels, and handbag
in the closet . "That way, we just have to wait for the beauty to ride the bus without panties or a bra." "Leave the bus pass, take all the money. Let's see where she can buy underwear now, she won't " Murota said as he took out his wallet from his handbag and pulled out all the cash inside. It was about 50,000 , which the three of them divided equally. After leaving the changing room, they started peeking at the swimming pool again. Mayumi was still swimming slowly. Her white skin, wet with water, shone brightly. She had no idea that three pairs of eyes were watching her, let alone that Fujiki and the others had gone to the changing room to steal her underwear and cash. "The more I look at a woman, the more beautiful she seems. Damn, why is her figure so good?" "Hehe, she can't escape now." "I want to touch her ass as soon as possible." The three of them took out their underwear from the paper bag, smelled it, and groaned while staring at Mayumi . Each of them was thinking about how to play with Mayumi's body, and their desires were rising higher and higher. Their blurry vision kept moving over Mayumi's body. They imagined what kind of breasts what kind of lush vegetation was hidden under it, and what kind of anus was hidden there. Just thinking about it made their bodies tremble. At this moment, Mayumi's figure sank into the water and disappeared. The next moment, her legs, with their sensual beauty, appeared on the surface of the water from her toes to her thighs. Then they opened in a V-shape and sank again. They repeated this exercise. Just looking at Mayumi's thighs made their penises hard, and their pants were about to tear in the front. "Damn it. Why did she let us see her like that? Is she trying to seduce us?" "It won't be long before I make her naked." "That's right. Hehehe, naked!" While the three of them were talking, Mayumi had already come out of the pool and started walking towards the shower room. It was past five o'clock, and practice should be over. The three of them looked at each other again and nodded at the same time. "2" After Mayumi finished showering, she entered the changing room. Suddenly, she realized something was wrong. The locker, which should have been locked, was open her underwear was completely gone. She quickly grabbed her handbag, but the cash in her wallet was also gone. She had had her underwear stolen a few times at home before, but this time it was in the high school teachers' changing room! Mayumi was shocked . What's worse, even the cash was gone. (Something like this happening at school... Could it be a student...?) She didn't want to suspect a student, but it was clearly the work of a student. At least her dress was left behind, but she couldn't wear it over her wet swimsuit. Helpless, Mayumi had no choice but to put on the dress without a bra. It was the first time she'd ever gone braless. With her bare skin underneath, Mayumi felt incredibly uneasy. Her lower body felt chilly. With a melancholy heart, Mayumi combed her black hair and began applying makeup. When she came out , it was completely dark outside. Mayumi couldn't help but press down the hem of her dress. It wasn't a strong wind , but rather her anxious state of mind. She wanted to take a taxi home immediately, but then remembered that her money had been stolen. Mayumi had no choice but to go to the bus stop in front of the school gate. The streets were crowded; she seemed to be a little late. There were already ten people queuing at the bus stop. "Hehehe, she's here." "Just as planned." "No underwear under her dress, no bra either, how exciting!" The bus was also a little late today, making the station very crowded. "Hehehe, this is the perfect time for perverts," Fujiki and the others, who were waiting for Mayumi, chuckled silently as they quickly came up behind her. Mayumi saw Fujiki and the others, but she didn't realize at all that the three were students from her school. She simply assumed they were three delinquent teenagers, even though they had school badges on their chests. Mayumi merely...

Knowing they were bad college students, she didn't pay much attention. Besides, Mayumi had only
recently and wasn't familiar with the faces of this ruthless trio.
They weren't college students; they were complete thugs. Why would she care which school
they went to? Mayumi glanced at Fujiki and the others again. Fujiki, Murota, and Segawa were staring at Mayumi from behind, looking down at her buttocks and
toes , seemingly mesmerized. The outline of her bare buttocks could be vaguely seen through her dress.
She couldn't resist reaching out. Her gaze traveled down her skirt to her thighs; against the black of the skirt, her exceptionally white skin highlighted
her bare, beautiful legs, clearly visible. Perhaps instinctively sensing their hateful gaze
, Mayumi pressed her hand against the back of her skirt.
The late bus finally arrived. The people who had been waiting for a long time immediately became chaotic. Taking advantage of the chaos
, Fujiki and the others, who had boarded the bus with Mayumi, cleverly surrounded her. Fujiki stood to her right rear, Segawa
to her left rear, and Murota in front.
Immediately, Segawa and Fujiki reached out from the left and right, extending their hands to Mayumi's buttocks.
(Ah, perverts…)
Mayumi suddenly stiffened. Her buttocks were pressed down by hands from the left and right, slowly stroking back and forth.
(Ah, stop…)
Mayumi tried to move her body, but couldn't. Due to the crowded train, her movement was
greatly restricted, but what panicked Mayumi the most was that she wasn't wearing a bra under her dress.
(Hehehe, what a nice butt!)
(Great, the shape of this buttock is just perfect, and it's so bouncy!)
Fujiki and Segawa exchanged glances, their hands still slowly stroking Mayumi's buttocks, further
confirming its shape and shape. Through the smooth fabric, they realized she wasn't wearing underwear under her skirt. And from
the trembling of her stiff body, they imagined Mayumi's embarrassed state.
Mayumi pretended to be calm, but her lips trembled slightly, and they could even see that she was biting them tightly.
Segawa deliberately glanced at Mayumi's face, and she quickly turned her face away. This behavior suited Fujiki
and his group perfectly. If the woman glared back at them, things would be difficult to continue.
It took a full five minutes for everyone at the station to board the bus, and after struggling to close the doors, the bus slowly
started moving.
(Oh, stop...no...not in this strange place, not allowed...)
Mayumi cried out in her heart, but she couldn't make a sound.
The reality of being naked under her skirt made Mayumi's shame prevent her from making any rash moves.
(This kind of rubbing isn't very fun. If I could reach under her skirt, hehe, let's begin, Murota.)
Fujiki gave Murota a signal with his eyes. Murota immediately responded with his eyes as well. Murota, who
had been doing nothing until now, finally reached out and pressed his hand against Mayumi's lower abdomen from the front. At this moment, the bus
seemed have entered a slope and began to sway up and down, which, in a way, perfectly complemented Murota's hand as it slowly
stroked back and forth, sliding down Mayumi's lower abdomen.
Mayumi shuddered, and then her whole body trembled.
(Oh dear, that kind of thing…)
Just as the man was about to start stroking her inner thigh from the front, Mayumi hurriedly tried to use her handbag to resist
Murota's hand. But Murota's hand pushed the handbag aside and crawled downwards. Mayumi instinctively pulled her waist back.
However, Segawa's hand seemed to be waiting, starting to pull up Mayumi's skirt from behind. When she realized
that her skirt had been rolled up from behind, Fujiki's hand had already slipped inside the skirt. And Fujiki's hand went directly to the back of
her thigh , touching her naked buttocks without underwear.
"Ah…"
Mayumi couldn't help but let out a scream, and at the same time, she heard Fujiki's low voice in her ear.
"So you weren't wearing underwear."
Just that one sentence made Mayumi feel dizzy. Her beautiful face instantly burned, and even her neck
turned red.
The fact that she wasn't wearing underwear was known, and her mind suddenly went blank, and she didn't know what to say.
(This… this kind of thing…)
Mayumi bit her trembling lips and lowered her head.
Segawa's hand continued to penetrate deeper, while Murota's hand entered the skirt from the front. Their movements were practiced and
skillful, their coordination seamless.
(Hehehe, once we've got our eyes on you, you won't escape, beautiful teacher. Please let me play with you to my heart's content.)
(What a nice butt. Just the right amount of plumpness, perfect shape, it's so exciting!)
Fujiki and Segawa stroked Mayumi's naked buttocks from side to side. Their fingertips were already deep inside the flesh, and their free
hands simply lifted her buttocks, shaking them irritatingly. Meanwhile, Murota began stroking Mayumi's
lower abdomen . He stirred and played with the vibrant, tangled pubic hair at the base of her tightly closed thighs with his fingertips.
(Stop… oh, don't touch…)
Mayumi bit her trembling lips tightly. The actions of the three delinquents under her skirt were unbelievable.
The thought of her buttocks and pubic area being directly played with made her wish she could die immediately. She felt immense pain, her body
lost all strength, she couldn't make a sound, and physical movement was impossible.
"There's no sound at all now. Since you're not wearing underwear, let me pamper you properly,"
Fujiki whispered in Mayumi's ear, pressing his advantage. Mayumi felt dizzy again, her heart filled
with shame and fear, her mind a complete blank. Her high heels and knees trembled incessantly.
(Hehehe, let me open her feet and see.)
Murota said to Fujiki and Segawa with his eyes. Fujiki and Segawa immediately understood, extending their feet from either side and
hooking them on the inside of Mayumi's high heels, slowly opening her legs.
"Ah..."
Mayumi's lowered face suddenly lifted. She frantically tried to close her legs, but at that moment, Murota
's fingertips slipped between her thighs, caught between them.
Murota's fingertips invaded the opening of her sensitive flesh, beginning to play with the layers of flesh there.
"Ah, oh..."
She let out a cry, then immediately bit her lip, not wanting anyone to hear her moan.
"If you make a sound, everyone will see your skirt rolled up, and they'll know if you're wearing
underwear or not, hehehe,"
Murota said in a low voice, while continuing to fondle Mayumi's sensitive flesh.
It was already wet there, the soft flesh feeling like it was sucking on his fingertips. And his fingertips felt incredibly hot, like they were melting.
Murota's index and middle fingers played with the soft flesh, while his thumb teased the clitoris. He peeled back
the foreskin and rubbed the clitoris.
(Ah, oh... no... someone, someone help me...)
She screamed inwardly, but outwardly bit her lip and tightly closed her eyes.
Shame and fear filled her mind, and she was on the verge of tears.
This was the first time a man other than her lover had touched her there.
(Oh, oh... oh...)
His fingers parted the flesh from the front and then inserted themselves, while another hand stroked her naked buttocks from behind.
To be done like that by a stranger on a crowded bus was, in Mayu's mind, a nightmare.
(Hehe, you've successfully played with my vagina, Fujiki. You can start playing with my anus now,
right?)
Murota said to Fujiki with his eyes. Fujiki nodded slightly.
Mayumi's nerves were mainly focused on her wildly twisted, sensitive flesh, and Segawa took the opportunity to slowly spread her buttocks
apart. Fujiki then quickly slid his fingertips inside. Mayumi's anus immediately contracted upon the touch of his fingertips.
"Ah!"
Mayumi couldn't help but cry out, twisting her waist in an attempt to escape. She never expected that even her most hated excretory organ would be
played with. Not even her lover had ever touched it.
(That place... Ah, stop! Oh, oh... stop!...)
Mayumi cried out in her heart, twisting her waist repeatedly to avoid it. But Fujiki's fingertips, like leeches clinging to bones
, sucked on Mayumi's anus. Slowly, he rubbed it in circles.
"No, oh... stop..."
No matter how tightly she bit her lip, the sound couldn't be stopped from Mayumi's mouth.
The surrounding passengers all looked at Mayumi. Everyone already understood that Mayumi had been pranked. Even if
they couldn't see the hand that had slipped into her skirt, they could almost immediately understand everything from Mayumi's expression. But they all
pretended not to see, and no one stepped forward to say anything. Seeing Fujiki and the others' fierce appearance, they retreated;
no one dared to provoke them.
(Oh dear…)
Because she made a sound, the passengers gathered around turned their attention to her, and Mayumi was once again caught
in a vortex of shame. Meanwhile, Murota's fingers were still playing with her clitoris, teasing her clitoris, while Fujiki's fingers were squeezing
her anus . And Segawa's hand was grabbing and kneading Mayumi's breasts from behind.
(Oh dear, this is happening…)
Between shame and fear, Mayumi was really about to cry.
(Oh… it's already…)
Fujiki's fingers were about to penetrate her anus, and Murota's fingers were playing with her clitoris. Segawa's fingers were rubbing her breasts from under
her dress , pinching her nipples; Mayumi could no longer bear it.
When the bus stopped at a station along the way, Mayumi desperately escaped from Fujiki and the others' care and
got off the bus.
Suddenly, their hands went limp, and Fujiki and the others lost control of Mayumi. They panicked and chased after her from the bus
, but Mayumi was already twenty meters away.
"Heh heh, trying to escape? Go after her!"
Fujiki immediately stopped Murota and Segawa from chasing after Mayumi.
"Ah, why let such a good body escape?"
"That's not something to rush. Isn't it better to enjoy the hunt little by little?"
Fujiki's fingertips still carried the faint scent of Mayumi's anus; he smelled the alluring aroma and slowly
smiled.
"3"
Just thinking about what happened on the bus last night was terrifying. She had forgotten
how . At that time, Mayumi only knew how to run. Were those three delinquents?
Beautiful Mayumi had been touched by perverts several times on buses and trains during rush hour, but never with
their audacity. They even reached under her skirt to touch her. The thought that not only her hidden feminine flesh
had been violated, but even her private parts had been touched, sent chills down Mayumi's spine. Shame, fear, and anger swirled
within her. She couldn't understand why she couldn't make a sound, why she had
n't agitated Mayumi's emotions; she could only conclude that her mind had been in chaos.
What if she had shouted to stop it from the beginning? In that strange place, being
unable —did Mayumi regret it?
Upon arriving at school, Mayumi went straight to the head of academic affairs, Fukasawa, to report the theft from the previous day.
"Oh, it happened in the staff changing room at the indoor swimming pool, right, Mr. Mizushima? Besides cash,
what else was stolen?"
Fukasawa's brow furrowed. From his tone, it seemed he
knew something.
"Um, um…" "
Your underwear was stolen too, Ms. Mizushima.
" "Um…"
"I've told you before, there are a lot of notorious delinquents in our school. Their methods are mostly
similar to what happened to you."
The dean of academic affairs began to speak haltingly. It is said that last year,
when , her underwear and cash were stolen from her locker while she was swimming. It is said that because
the person who stole the underwear was caught in the classroom, they took revenge and attacked the female college student when she
was alone , ganging up on her.
"Something like that…"
Mayumi could hardly believe that high school students could be so terrible.
"Why doesn't the school do anything about those delinquents, Principal Fukasawa?" "There is no evidence. They insist that they found the underwear, and the female college student didn't say anything
because she was threatened. " The dean of academic affairs looked puzzled. "It's just a rumor, but it seems true that they're eyeing women's underwear." "So, I'm being targeted?" "No, Ms. Mizushima is the most beautiful woman in the school's history, of course she attracts attention... You should also be careful." The dean's words surprised Mayumi. Mayumi was being targeted because she was too beautiful, and all they wanted was for her to be careful. The school, however, was doing nothing. "No need to worry. There aren't many delinquents, and high school students these days aren't that violent." Mayumi angrily left her seat. She didn't mention the humiliation she suffered at the hands of those delinquents on the bus last night.

She didn't know that the three people from last night were students from this school. Actually, Fujiki
and his friends rarely attended classes; Mayumi just assumed they were delinquents from some university.
After class, Mayumi changed into her swimsuit and went into the indoor swimming pool. She was the swimming club instructor. She
instructed swimming herself. As she swam, Mayumi thought about what the head of the academic affairs office had said.
"Kubo, I want to ask you something,"
Mayumi called over the team leader, Kubo.
"What is it, Mizushima-sensei?"
"I heard there's a delinquent group at this school, but I don't really know what it is."
"You mean Fujiki and his friends?"
After saying that, the usually cheerful and outgoing Kubo suddenly became serious.
"What is it, Kubo?"
"I don't know anything."
Kubo was clearly hiding something, obviously very wary of those people.
"You must know. Can you tell me, teacher?"
"…………"
Kubo fell silent. The next moment, he jumped into the swimming pool as if fleeing.
Asking the other students yielded the same result; Mayumi couldn't get any information out of them. She became increasingly
concerned about the matter, but there was nothing she could do. Perhaps if they came to school in a few days, everything would
be clear without needing to be said. Little did she know, Fujiki and the others had taken Mayumi's underwear again today and were currently spying on her
figure in her amusement park outfit.
"Hehe, she looked like she was about to cry yesterday, but she seems quite energetic
today." "Let's continue the hunt. Let's make sure she's happy today too. Don't let her
run away like yesterday."
Holding Mayumi's bra and panties, Murota and Segawa chuckled silently.
"Hehehe, we have this today."
Fujiki pulled out a small knife, gave it a sharp flick, and the knife flew out with a whoosh, embedding itself in the board.
"This is going to be good."
After pulling out the knife, Murota looked at his companions.
Fujiki and the others were also staring at Mayumi's amusement park outfit, their eyes filled with lewd lust
. Gazing at Mayumi's body reminded them of the sensation of touching her buttocks and lower abdomen, and the feel of her breasts, on the bus
. The thought of playing with Mayumi's sensitive flesh and anus fueled their desire to an extreme.
(Today, it's just playing with her anus, beautiful teacher. First, I'll put my finger in…)
Fujiki muttered to himself, licking his lips with a look of satisfaction. His eyes were
glued to Mayumi's buttocks.
Mayumi, unaware of this, was walking from the pool towards the shower room. But
as she returned to the staff changing room, drying herself with a towel and preparing to open her locker, she noticed
the key that had been hanging there was now being used to open it. She hadn't noticed it until now, as
her hair was disheveled after washing.
"Ah, stolen again?"
she exclaimed, rushing to check. Mayumi's underwear and the cash from her wallet were indeed gone. Mayumi was terrified and
furious, standing before the locker, trembling with rage.
From the headmaster's words, she understood that the delinquent had done it on purpose. Two days in a row had
fueled her anger even more.
"Doing this twice secretly, how utterly despicable,"
Mayumi vented her anger. Seeing that no one was around, she put on her white
blouse and dark navy blue tight skirt, along with high heels.
The thought of not wearing a bra brought back the nightmare from last night on the bus.
(So those three will show up again tonight…)
The thought sent a chill down her spine.
(If the bus is empty, I'll take it; if it's crowded, I'll walk home.)
At that moment, the dean's advice suddenly came to mind. She quickly covered her breasts, almost visible through the
semi-transparent , and finally emerged from the school gate, now completely shrouded in the darkness of night
. After confirming that the three from last night weren't there, she hurried to the bus stop.
There was no sign of them. And the bus had probably already left; she didn't see
anyone waiting at the station.
Mayumi was about to check the bus schedule. Suddenly, Fujiki, Murota, and
Segawa appeared out of nowhere, surrounding Mayumi.
"Ah!"
Mayumi felt like she couldn't breathe, her whole body stiffening.
"Y-yes, it's you guys..."
"Yes. We're the ones who put our hands under your skirt yesterday, even touching your vagina and anus
, and they felt really good."
"…………"
Mayumi was so shocked she couldn't speak, her lips trembling.
Murota suddenly started stroking her buttocks from behind.
"Stop!"
Mayumi panicked and shook off Murota's hand.
"You don't seem to be wearing underwear tonight. Hehehe, how bold."
"Do you like having hands put under your skirt, that's why you deliberately didn't wear underwear, right?"
"I bet you're not wearing a bra either."
Fujiki and the others teased Mayumi, laughing silently.
Mayumi felt dizzy knowing she wasn't wearing underwear. Her beautiful face turned red all the way to her ears
. But Mayumi tonight was different from last night. She stared sternly at the men.
"Please get out of there. If you don't, I'll scream!"
"How can we do that? We're going to pamper you on the bus later, hehe."
"You want us to get out of there? Don't say such strange things."
"Don't pretend. Having strange things done to you in your skirt is your special hobby, isn't it?"
Murota pulled a small knife from his pocket and pressed the sharp edge against Mayumi's neck.
"…………"
Mayumi's body went limp, as if frozen solid.
Murota and Segawa grabbed Mayumi's arms from both sides. The knife against her neck pressed against her side,
perfectly concealed from view.
"Behave yourself, or I'll ruin your pretty face."
"Why aren't you making a fuss? Are you dead, hehe?"
Threatened by Murota and Segawa, Mayumi felt a growing sense of terror.
"Ah, don't be so rough…"
Mayumi's voice trembled. Fear paralyzed her body; her knees and high heels began to tremble.
"Yes. Hehehe, just like yesterday,"
Fujiki said, stroking Mayumi's buttocks up and down her skirt.
Mayumi shuddered, her waist trembling, but she had no will to resist. The thought of the sharp
knife terrified her; if she were to be treated like that on the bus again, Mayumi didn't want to live anymore.
"No, don't do that again, let's end it,"
Mayumi finally managed to utter. Her voice trembled, her teeth chattering.
"Stop this stupidity!"
"You should behave yourself, just like yesterday, understand?"
Murota stabbed Mayumi in the waist with the tip of the knife.
Mayumi immediately stood on tiptoe, her body stiffening. The terror swelled little by little.
Sometime later, a line of people waiting for the bus had formed behind them. Mayumi's beauty and the strange
behavior attracted attention, but no one noticed the knife pressed against Mayumi's side. And tonight's bus was much later
than usual , the crowd even more chaotic than yesterday. In the midst of that chaos, Mayumi
was pulled into the bus by Murota and Segawa from either side. Fujiki followed closely behind.
(Oh, oh, oh... oh, no, who can help me...)
Mayumi screamed inwardly, almost going crazy.
Fujiki's hands stroked Mayumi's buttocks back and forth, then immediately rolled up her skirt. Because it was a tight skirt, it
clung tightly to her body, rolled up especially high.
"Ah..."
Mayumi couldn't help but make a sound, then immediately bit her lip tightly. No matter how shy or how much
she hated it , with a knife pressed against her body, she couldn't raise her voice to resist.
In an instant, Mayumi's skirt was pulled up to her waist. Because the bus was so chaotic, even though she didn't want to attract
attention, Mayumi's lower body was already naked.
"Hehehe, what a beautiful butt,"
Fujiki's hands began to caress her naked buttocks.
(Ah, no…)
Mayumi’s body felt like it was on fire. She bit her lip hard, closed her eyes, and finally lowered her head.
“Hehe, there’s a lot of hair here,”
Segawa stroked Mayumi’s lower abdomen, playing with the pubic hair with his fingertips.
Murota, who hadn’t moved at all, made his move at this moment. His hand slipped under the hem of her blouse, touched her
unbraced breasts, and slowly began to rub her nipples with his fingertips.
(Ah, oh dear… that kind of thing…)
The fear of the knife pressed against her body and the shame of having her skin played with mingled together. Her knees trembled
even more violently, and she was about to fall.
Just as her tightly closed thighs loosened, Segawa’s hand, which was between Mayumi’s thighs, slipped into the pubic hair
.
(Oh dear…)
Mayumi’s waist trembled. Segawa’s fingertips traced the opening of her tender flesh and went inside. But he only
played with the soft labia first.
(No, oh...stop...)
Unable to resist twisting her waist in an attempt to escape, the knife pressed against her breast, rubbing
her nipple with its cold blade.
"Want your nipples cut off, hmm?"
Murota whispered in Mayumi's ear.
Mayumi dared not twist her waist any further, while Segawa's fingers easily slipped into her tender flesh, playing with the folds of her flesh. It felt
damp , but not wet.
Mayumi had already opened her eyes, but she dared not raise her head. The nerves in her body had moved away from the needle
- pain of her nipples being abused by the knife, concentrating on Segawa's wildly twisting tender flesh. Mayumi's waist
trembled again, her knees and high heels shaking incessantly.
"Hehe, how does it feel to have your pussy played with in a full bus?"
Segawa whispered in Mayumi's ear while playing with her tender flesh.
"Do it better, relax, hehehe,"
Fujiki whispered behind her.
Mayumi could no longer hear those teasing words. All her nerves were focused on her nipples and sensitive flesh,
while Fujiki slowly slid his fingertips into Mayumi's buttocks.
"Ah, ah... oh..."
Suddenly touched in the anus, Mayumi opened her tightly clenched lips and couldn't help but cry out.
The surrounding passengers all looked at Mayumi, but just like last night, they all pretended not to see.
(Oh... ouch, I hate it... don't touch my butt...)
Feeling the gazes around her, Mayumi bit the whimper that was about to escape. A strange
sensation came from her anus, and her mind felt dizzy.
"Hehehe, yesterday you suddenly ran away when we got here,"
Fujiki whispered in her ear as he rubbed Mayumi's anus, in sync with the bus's jolts.
"You can't run away again tonight, hehehe, now's the time to play with your anus to your heart's content."
Under her blouse, her breasts were being rubbed, and a knife was playing with her nipples. While playing with Mayumi's sensitive flesh, Segawa
deliberately avoided touching the clitoris, only stroking the foreskin.
(Don't touch me, oh...)
Unconsciously, the rubbed anus began to melt with an unusual sensation; the annoying excretory organ
swelled softly, something Mayumi had never experienced before. The tingling sensation brought her to orgasm.
(No, no... oh...)
Mayumi's clenched teeth made a dripping sound.
"How does it feel, hehehe, your anus feels good too, doesn't it?"
Fujiki savored the soft sensation of it slowly melting under his fingertips. It was like silken cotton soaked in moisture;
if he applied even a little more pressure, it would become wet and sink immediately.
"Oh, no!"
Mayumi couldn't help but make a sound, but only her lips trembled. There was no feeling of pleasure,
only fear and shame; Mayumi's body trembled and shook incessantly.
(I'm going to put my finger in.)
Fujiki said to Segawa with his eyes.
Segawa nodded slightly. And his index and middle fingers slowly moved inside Mayumi's vagina.
"Ah, ouch..."
Mayumi's head tilted back; even without the threat of the knife, she couldn't ask for help or run away.
With fingers inserted into her vagina, Mayumi only felt fear and shame.
Segawa's two fingers played with the folds of flesh, penetrating deeply into Mayumi's vagina. The moist folds of flesh seemed to suck...
He twitched his fingers like fingers.
"I'm so envious, your pussy is already overflowing with juice,"
Segawa whispered in Mayumi's ear.
Mayumi had no energy to reply, her nostrils flaring as she breathed heavily.
"Hehehe, it's widened up since I just inserted it,"
Mayumi heard Fujiki's whispers. In that instant, Fujiki increased the pressure on his fingertips while rubbing Mayumi's anus
, slowly sinking in.
"Ah, ouch... ouch... no!"
Mayumi cried out in a flustered voice. The surrounding passengers heard it, but Fujiki and his companion remained calm
and said nothing. Murota looked around, and the passengers hurriedly looked away in alarm. Meanwhile, Fujiki
's fingers slowly widened Mayumi's anus.
(That kind of thing... stop... ouch, don't do that anymore, oh...)
Mayumi cried out in her heart, but dared not make a sound or move.
Fujiki's fingers penetrated deep into Mayumi's anus. It was incredibly soft there; in an instant,
the base was inside. A moist, tight sensation enveloped my finger, and it was throbbing. Inside,
the rectum felt hot, like it was melting.
Mayumi gasped. The surrounding passengers looked at her with curious eyes.
"Hehehe, what a wonderful asshole. It's sucking my finger
," a whisper came in her ear. Mayumi's anus tightened even more, throbbing and binding my finger. The sight made
Fujiki even more pleased.
"Oh, I hate it..."
Mayumi bit her lip, but still groaned, shaking her head repeatedly.
"Did you bind it yourself? It feels so good to have your finger in your asshole."
"Hehe, this side is nice too. Your pussy is sucking my finger too."
Fujiki and Segawa rubbed their fingers together in the front and back orifices. They slowly rotated their fingers, thrusting in and out.
"Ah, take it off, I hate it... ah..."
The thin mucous membrane was rubbed against the fingers in the front and back, and Mayumi's breathing became abnormal. Her knees
and high heels trembled as Murota, who was fondling her breasts, held her body.
(Ah, stop...it's already...no...it's terrible...)
Mayumi felt fear and shame, but a kind of pleasure was spreading through her body.
Despite her shyness, she felt the joy of sex, having endured for twenty minutes.
Although she didn't know why, her genitals felt very hot, as if they were melting.
The bus stopped in front of a residential area, and many passengers got off. Because of that, Mayumi's
lower body was completely exposed, and the remaining passengers could see it clearly. Moreover,
the outstretched hands of Fujiki and Segawa in front and behind were also clearly visible.
They all realized that Mayumi had been pranked since the beginning, but the passengers were shocked and stared at
that spot.
"What are you looking at!"
Murota shouted at the passengers. Then Fujiki and the others carried Mayumi off the bus.
Mayumi seemed to have started to sob softly.
When they led Mayumi to a secluded alley, Fujiki and his companions stripped off her skirt, leaving her
lower body naked.
"The pervert's game is over, hehehe, you're so enamored, why aren't you running away?"
"Do you want us to violate you? Why don't you swing your ass and run away?"
"Your bottom is so tempting!"
*Smack!* Fujiki and his companions slapped Mayumi's buttocks and laughed.
Mayumi, now naked from the waist down, cried as she ran. Terror rendered her powerless.
"Hehehe, run! Because we're so enamored with you, we're going to rape you!"
"If you get caught, it'll be a three-way gang rape!"
"Showing off that ass is so exciting. Let us pamper you to our hearts' content!"
As they spoke, Fujiki and his two companions chased after Mayumi, enjoying the thrill of their relentless pursuit.
Mayumi cried as she ran, her fear intensifying.
"What should I do? If we get caught, we'll be raped!"
"Hehe, what a nice ass!"
Fujiki and the others would frequently close the distance, quickly stroking Mayumi's buttocks from behind and giving them a good slap.
They would slowly chase after Mayumi in a certain direction. It seemed they wanted to rape Mayumi in a secluded place.
There was a dilapidated temple ahead, perhaps that was their destination.
(Oh no, I have to escape. If I get caught, I'm doomed...)
Mayumi grew increasingly desperate. At that moment, four or five people appeared ahead. They were probably
people returning from the temple gathering.
"Oh no, ah, help me..."
With a sob, Mayumi ran into the crowd with all her might.
"What happened to you? What happened to you?"
The men were surprised. One of them took off his shirt and put it on Mayumi's naked lower body.
"Help me... ah, that student..."
she said, pointing behind her, but Fujiki and the others were no longer there.
Fujiki and the others temporarily hid themselves in a side alley.
"Damn it... I wish I had been a little faster."
"It seems there's a gathering at the temple tonight,"
Segawa said regretfully to Murota.
"It was the same yesterday, and it's the same tonight. What a miscalculation. It would have been better if the beautiful teacher had assaulted her as soon as she left the school. "
With that, Fujiki took out a cigarette.
"Let's go. Let's go for a drink and carefully plan tomorrow's scheme."
Fujiki exhaled a large puff of smoke.
Mayumi drank the water the temple abbot had given her in one gulp. Her breathing was still erratic, and her body was trembling.
Despite this, the thought of finally being saved brought her a sense of relief.
It really was a close call. Perhaps because she felt relieved, Mayumi's shoulders trembled, and she began to cry.
The abbot suggested that Mayumi go to the police station to report the incident immediately. But Mayumi wanted to go back to her apartment first. She wanted to
clean up her body, which had been played with by those perverts, as soon as possible. She could go to the police station tomorrow. Mayumi thought to herself as she wiped away
her tears .
"4"
The next morning, Mayumi went to school as usual. Last night's events still terrify her,
but she's calm now, though anger is rising within her.
(This cannot be tolerated. I'm going to tell the police they must be caught, and those delinquent students
will understand what it feels like to do something wrong… If all classes are cancelled, I won't go to the swimming club for instruction today.)
(To be continued at the police station)
During lunch break, Mayumi was summoned by the Dean of Academic Affairs, Fukasawa.
"What's up, Dean?"
"Ms. Mizushima's afternoon class is for Class 3-B, right?
" "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Actually, a teacher just reported to me, but they brought some interesting news. It might
be difficult for you, um..."
The Dean of Academic Affairs spoke haltingly. But today, his words seemed vague and unhelpful, making one
anxious.
"It's a group of students who often skip class, but they all came today... From the school's perspective, it's very
difficult ..."
"Dean, please clarify who you're talking about,"
Mayumi interrupted before the Dean of Academic Affairs could finish.
"It's the problem students, Fujiki and his group. They're... they're the group that the beautiful Ms. Mizushima repeatedly provokes.
But from the school's perspective..."
The Dean of Academic Affairs' words surprised Mayumi. It was clearly directed at her.
"What did you say? The headmaster thinks I'm provoking them?"
"That's not what I meant. Anyway, Ms. Mizushima has always been the most beautiful woman in the school, and about... the stolen
underwear ..."
"Please don't worry, I'll teach them strictly. If we let students like that get away with it, they'll only become more
unruly."
With that, Mayumi abruptly left her seat. She never imagined that those so-called problem students, Fujiki
and his gang, were the same three horrible men who had played pranks on Mayumi on the bus for the past two days and even tried to rape her.
The afternoon bell rang, and Mayumi strode out of the staff room and went to Class 3-B. After entering the classroom and standing at
the podium , the forty-odd students all started whistling and making strange noises.
"Quiet!"
Mayumi shouted, but it had no effect on her. Class 3-B always
made noise when Mayumi was teaching, but today they were particularly rowdy.
"Are you wearing a light camel-colored suit today, Ms. Mizushima? Is your skirt too short?"
"What color are your underwear, or are you not wearing any at all?"
"Why don't you roll up your skirt and show me, Ms. Mayumi?"
"Let's skip English class and have you give us a sex education lesson with your body, Ms. Mizushima!"
Words that Mayumi loathed kept coming out.
"Stop talking such nonsense! Didn't you hear me say please be quiet? It's class
time !"
Mayumi shouted anxiously.
It seemed like there were almost no absent students today. What was going on with Class 3-B today? It was very unusual.
Was it because the delinquents Fujiki and his group were here today?
Mayumi looked around the classroom, searching for Fujiki and his group. There seemed to be
a , smiling silently. That was Fujiki.
"Hehehe, I was wondering what kind of underwear you were wearing today, Ms. Mizushima. Was it like this?"
As he spoke, Fujiki took out a piece of white fabric from his pocket and unfolded it to show everyone. It was the white underwear that Mayumi had been stolen from the staff changing room at the swimming pool
yesterday .
In an instant, Mayumi's beauty froze, and her lips trembled.
"Aren't you excited? Do you remember what it was like when your skirt was rolled up, Mizushima Mayumi-sensei?"
Fujiki smiled, raising his face and looking directly at Mayumi. Mayumi could never forget that face, and that
chilling expression.
"Ah, it's you..."
Mayumi's voice trembled, and she couldn't speak for a moment. She never imagined that those three terrifying
perverts were students from Kuroyama High School, and even the leaders of the third-year B-class delinquents.
"Roll up your skirt and take off your panties, teacher. We all want to see Mizushima Mayumi-sensei's pussy and
asshole ,"
Fujiki shouted at Mayumi, then narrowed his eyes. Mayumi didn't make a sound, her body
involuntarily backing away. Behind her was the blackboard, her back pressed against it.
(This...this...)
Mayumi couldn't believe that those three terrifying beasts were high school students. The terror of last night and the anger that
had begun resurfaced. Fujiki was alone, but
Mayumi wondered where the other two had gone. If she didn't notify the police and school soon, something
terrifying ; she couldn't afford to waste a second.
"Please study on your own..."
Mayumi said to the shouting students, then ran quickly out of the classroom
. She needed to get to the teachers' office as fast as she could. Thinking that Fujiki might chase after her, she couldn't help but turn around and look.
There was no , just a quiet corridor; Fujiki couldn't possibly be chasing her.
When she reached the music room door in the corridor, Murota suddenly appeared, spreading his arms
to block her path.
"Hehe, still trying to run away today? Yesterday's game isn't over yet."
Mayumi's beauty twitched, and she immediately tried to run away again. But Segawa had already blocked her way
. Not only Fujiki, but Murota and Segawa had also appeared, and a sense of terror gripped Mayumi's entire body.
"Let me fully savor your beautiful body today. Hehe, okay, teacher? You must have
time right?"
Segawa licked his lips after saying that.
"No, oh no!"
Mayumi pressed her back against the wall, staring at Murota and Segawa approaching from the left and right. But at the same time, Mayumi's
beauty convulsed again.
"Oh... someone save me..."
This time it was a loud wail, but the next moment, Murota's knife was pressed against Mayumi's cheek.
"Ah..."
The wail disappeared, and there was no other sound.
"Don't scream, teacher."
Murota and Segawa dragged Mayumi to the music room.
"If you make a sound, you know the consequences."
Mayumi had completely lost the strength to resist. Fujiki, who came in last, closed the door and locked it.
"Now you can cry and scream as much as you want, Mizushima Mayumi-sensei. Because this music room is completely
soundproof."
The three of them shoved Mayumi's body away.
"Ouch... Help!"
Mayumi cried out, caught in Segawa's arms.
"Transform into the original naked body. I really long for it, oh, take it off, teacher."
Segawa held Ebisu tightly, kissing her neck as he began to remove her light
camel-colored suit jacket. Murota pulled the hem of his blouse from her skirt and began to unbutton it.
"Stop!...Oh, help!...Someone save me!"
The front of the blouse opened, exposing her arms and shoulders, and Mayumi cried out loudly. Fujiki
laughed and pulled down the zipper of her skirt.
"Oh no!"
Mayumi's skirt slipped down, circling around her high heels. Murota used a knife to cut the bra straps and
then ripped it off from her chest, while Fujiki also put his hand on his pantyhose and tore them apart in one go.
"Ah!"
"Do you want your panties taken off, or do you want them cut open, hmm?" "
Give up and come into our arms."
"Take it all off and let the three of us gang rape you. You might as well leave it to fate."
Fujiki and the other two couldn't help but burst into laughter.
At this moment, Segawa released Mayumi's body, and Murota immediately pulled her into his arms again.
Because her bra had been torn off, Mayumi's breasts trembled slightly; they were very white and well-shaped.
"Oh, no... stop!"
"You're so annoying, teacher. Now it's finally your panties. Take them off."
As Murota said that, Fujiki had already placed his hands on Mayumi's panties and
slowly .
"Oh... take your hands off!"
"Mizishima-sensei looks very pretty without panties. Hehehe."
Mayumi struggled with her waist, while Fujiki deliberately and slowly pulled her panties down to her knees.
"Someone help me, help!... No!"
Mayumi struggled even more violently. But her waist and legs trembled.
"You're not a virgin anymore, are you? Are you in such a hurry to do it?"
"You didn't even wear panties on the bus, and now you're still pretending?"
Murota grabbed Mayumi's breasts with both hands, while Fujiki pulled the panties off from her toes.
Mayumi was now naked, wearing only high heels. She cried out,
trying to cover her private parts by pressing her legs together with her hands. She tried to squat down,
but Murota, who was grabbing her breasts, wouldn't allow it.
Segawa, while playing with the pubic area between Mayumi's thighs, tried to take her lips.
Mayumi cried out and shook her face, trying to take Segawa's lips.
"Hehehe, you have a nice ass. It's so exciting to stroke it like this,"
Fujiki said happily, stroking Mayumi's buttocks. Her buttocks were already well-shaped, and with
high heels , they would be even more perfect if she were hung up.
While Fujiki and the others greedily stroked Mayumi's body, they were clearly not in a hurry to rape her,
enjoying Mayumi's resistance while stroking her skin. Next, Murota's hands played with Mayumi's buttocks, Fujiki's
hands moved towards the pubic area, and Segawa's hands moved over her breasts.
"Take your hands off me!... Oh, no! You beasts!"
Mayumi's body tumbled between the three men, crying and trying to escape. But she couldn't
escape from the three strong men. It was a complete cat-and-mouse game. Mayumi cried and struggled, but her feeble
resistance only excited the three men more.
"Look, these breasts are practically the shape of a virgin's!"
"Yes, even this ass is beautiful. It bounces every time she struggles."
"Hehe, it seems to be getting wet here."
They kept appraising Mayumi's body, constantly changing the parts of their caresses. Every time they saw Mayumi struggle
, they would excitedly lick their lips. They also
kept pressing their lips against Mayumi's neck, blocking her own lips.
"Ugh, ugh..."
Mayumi rolled her eyes back, groaning, her face tilting backward. Because Mayumi's lips were gagged, only
her throat could be seen moving, but she couldn't utter a cry. Her lips were constantly being taken away, her breasts
were being rubbed, her buttocks were being stroked, and her pubic area was being played with. No matter how hard Mayumi tried to clench her teeth,
it wouldn't work. Her tongue was forcibly sucked in, and sticky saliva was forced into her mouth.
"Alright, now we're finally going to show you your pussy and anus,"
Mayumi's lips were finally released.
"Why aren't you opening your legs? Hehe, I still want to tie you up."
"Only rope can perfectly complement your beautiful body with its snow-white skin. If we tie you up
, your pussy and anus can be properly displayed and touched,"
Fujiki said deliberately, while Murota and Segawa also seemed to deliberately take out rope and
show it off to Mayumi.
Knowing that she was going to be tied up, Mayumi's cries and resistance became more intense.
"Oh, I don't want to be tied up, no!"
"Then, would the teacher be willing to open her legs and show her vagina and anus?"
"Oh, no!"
The next moment, Mayumi's hands were tied behind her back. She felt the rope wrap around her wrists, which were crossed
behind , and Mayumi cried out in despair.
After binding her wrists, the rope ends were twisted around her breasts and tightened forcefully. Then Mayumi
was pushed down on the table, and Fujiki grabbed her ankles.
"Segawa, you spread the teacher's legs apart."
"Ah...no!"
Mayumi cried out loudly. Not wanting to be raped by these beasts, she struggled and rolled around naked like a madwoman. But Mayumi
's ankles were firmly held by Fujiki and Segawa from both sides. No matter how hard she tried, her legs only
parted , although the resistance continued. But her ankles and knees gradually separated, exposing her fair inner thighs. Along with
her loud scream, Mayumi's inner thighs suddenly spread open to their limit.
Murota had two ropes hang from the ceiling, each wrapped around Mayumi's ankles. Mayumi's legs
were turned into a V-shape towards the ceiling, and then she was hoisted up. The tendons on the inside of her thighs bulged,
twitching spasming.
"Oh no... I don't want this, ah... help!"
Mayumi kicked wildly with her hoisted legs, waving her black hair that was thrown back, and cried out loudly.
The three pressed their faces between her spread thighs, constantly observing that area, and Mayumi closed
her eyes .
"Stop! Don't... look, don't look!"
Mayumi cried out, forgetting herself, twisting her waist and bobbing her suspended legs.
"If it's a rape, we can't not take a good look."
"Let us take a good look. You always move around randomly on the bus, so we can't see anything clearly."
"Hehe, the vagina and anus are clearly visible, teacher."
Fujiki and the other two stared intently at that spot, laughing.
A woman's scent emanated from the lush, vibrant pubic area at the base of her thighs. Her mons pubis was slightly protruding, and
the opening of her vulva was closed.
Murota reached out and spread the opening of her vulva to the left and right.
"Oh, ah... no!"
Mayumi's body leaned back, trying to avoid it.
"What a wonderful vagina. The color and shape are so beautiful."
"I think it's a virgin. It's so exciting. Hehe, look, it's a beautiful light pink."
The three of them squinted at the same time, wanting to observe more closely, and licked their lips several times.
Segawa also reached out, his target being the tip of the vulva. The foreskin on the clitoris was pulled back, fully exposing
the clitoris .
"Ah, take your hand away!"
Mayumi sobbed. Segawa had only touched the clitoris with his fingertip, and Mayumi's
body reacted as if she had been electrocuted, arching her back dramatically and shaking her legs.
"Stop! Ah...no!"
"Hehe, is your clitoris feeling excited, teacher? It's so alluring, I'm going to start touching it..."
"Ah, ya...oh..."
Segawa and Murota's fingers manipulated the clitoris like a puppeteer, and Mayumi's waist twisted, jumping and
trembling .
"Looks like you're feeling it, the juices are already overflowing, relax a bit, teacher. Our
thing is quite big, hehehe."
Fujiki's fingers slowly reached into Mayumi's anus. The poor anus seemed to suck on the fingertip, and after
insertion it began to be rubbed vigorously.
"Oh dear, not there..."
"Didn't I say on the bus that I was going to play with your asshole hard? Are you still
pretending , huh?"
"Ah... not in that place..."
"Even if you hate it, you have to accept the education of your asshole properly. Hehehe."
"Ah, don't insert it anymore, oh dear... help..."
Not only was the opening on her tender flesh being played with, but her clitoris, and even her hateful excretory organs were being rubbed. And Fujiki and the
others had already rotated one hand on Mayumi's breasts, and were also stroking her inner thighs, lower abdomen, and slender
waist.
"How does it feel, teacher? Is your pussy already hot?"
"Aren't you already unable to hold back and wanting it?"
"Hehe, teacher is also a lucky person. I will insert my young and strong penis. Three of them,
and even my asshole is being loved."
The three of them laughed loudly.
Gradually, Mayumi's strength to resist disappeared, and she began to sob softly.
Mayumi felt terrified, but knowing she was about to be raped, her vagina began to heat up, and her soft flesh
showed signs of melting.
(Oh dear, this...no...)
Mayumi couldn't believe the changes in her body. Unconsciously, her nipples hardened and sharpened, shrinking, and
her clitoral hood and labia majora became red and engorged with blood, covered in vaginal fluid. Her anus, being rubbed, also softened and swelled
up.
"Ah, oh...oh,"
she couldn't help but let out a shy sound. This only made Mayumi more distressed and
agitated .
(How terrifying. My body is terrible after being played with by these beasts...)
The more she thought that, the more her body reacted.
Something sticky and shiny appeared on the tips of Murota's fingers that were playing with her clitoral hood.
"Looks like it's ready,"
Murota said. Fujiki and Segawa nodded simultaneously and began to take off their pants.

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