Milk Cannon Cheerleading Team VS Milk Pumping Support Team!

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Prologue:

The playground of the private Houou Academy.

A girl's crisp, assertive voice rang out.

It belonged to one of the members of the Houou Academy cheerleading club, '?????????'.

"Go go! Houou! Let's go, Houou, yaaaaaa!"

Following this, the other club members cheered in rhythm.

The girls' voices on the playground were melodious, carrying a fragrance reminiscent of lotus leaves.

The cheerleaders shouted their melodious cries, their fleshy thighs beneath their miniskirts rising high, toes pointing forward.

For a fleeting moment, a glimpse of bright red fabric beneath the miniskirts could be seen.

With each command, they lifted their legs to the left and right, their full breasts swaying dramatically.

Each had breasts so large they seemed about to burst through the fabric; their size was clearly visible even from a distance.

Even their shapely buttocks were prominent, their waists hourglass-shaped, possessing beautiful curves. The occasional glimpse of their navels further emphasized their cuteness.

The cheerleaders' superb acting skills, which never get old, demonstrate their considerable talent.

Over the past few years, the cheerleading club has grown into a nationally top-tier team.

The academy has also provided a lot of support behind the scenes.

Not only is there a large budget, but the academy also provides dormitories specifically for the athletes.

Sitting in the audience closest to the cheerleaders, a male student who is clearly not involved—Takayanagi Shin—is watching their practice.

The mature limbs move up and down, displaying a healthy sexiness, and the cheerleaders are sweating profusely. Their buttocks

are raised high, revealing glimpses of their thighs, and their breasts sway dramatically. Their sexy charm, combined with their vitality, makes it impossible for me to look away.

I keep staring at the cheerleaders on the field; I might be seen as a weird stalker, but I'm actually the male manager of the cheerleading club.

I also live in the cheerleaders' dormitory and am responsible for taking care of them.

"...Oh, it seems like it's time to rest."

Realizing the cheerleaders' practice is over, I quickly get back to work.

Carrying containers of sports drinks in both hands and a basket of towels slung over my shoulder, I ran to the cheerleading squad.

The containers of sports drinks were heavy, making me wobble a little, but I still made it.

Then, I handed the sports drinks and towels to the cheerleaders.

It was practically like being a slave.

The cheerleaders, however, accepted my position without question.

And I wasn't just the cheerleading manager, but also the assistant who conducted secret training for the cheerleaders.

This training was 'breast play'.

The restricted act of serving a penis with breasts.

Why am I in the cheerleading club, a manager who's practically a slave? And the object of their breast play training? On some level, this is an incredibly enviable job.

There are complicated reasons behind it.

Chapter 1: Why Did I Become the Cheerleading Manager!?

Wearing an old-fashioned uniform with a collar ten centimeters high and an exaggeratedly long hem, I was practicing in the cheerleading squad.

"Go! Go! Ootori Academy!"

I shouted as loud as I could, but the leader still felt it wasn't enough.

"Too soft, one more time!"

she yelled.

I'd been practicing for an hour, my voice was trembling, but the strict leader wouldn't let me off the hook.

"Um, Yuuko-nee... let me rest for a bit..."

"Don't talk nonsense! No, Yuuko-nee, you have to call me leader here!"

I begged, and leader Yuuko tapped my head with a paper fan.

Yuuko was my god-sister, but she was a complete tomboy.

She wore an old-fashioned uniform, a red headband, and a leader's armband on her wrist. If it weren't for her long black hair and her ample breasts that stretched the old uniform halfway up, she'd definitely be mistaken for a boy.

There were only two members, Yuuko and me, and the cheerleading club was one of the weakest clubs in Ootori Academy.

I looked towards the center of the playground next to the practice area.

In contrast to the weak cheerleading squad, the cheerleading club "????????????", a representative club with a good chance of winning the national championship, was practicing.

"Go go! Feng! Let's go, Feng, yaaaaaa!"

Even from a corner of the playground, the girls' energetic voices could be heard. The acting skills of the big-breasted girl made me subconsciously stunned.

"...Cheerleading, they're really amazing..."

"Where are you looking?...This is practice time!"

"I was just watching the cheerleading practice over there...ah."

I subconsciously said that I was watching the cheerleading practice, only to realize I had let something slip. This was the cheerleading squad's practice, and Yuuko hated cheerleading.

"You...you were looking at the cheerleading over there with a squinty face..."

Yuuko's fists were trembling.

"Waaah..."

"You're a member of the cheerleading squad, you can't be fooled by that shameless club... How can you do this to our club flag!"

Yuko pointed her paper fan in the direction the magnificent club flag fluttered in the wind, forcing me to shut up.

"Listen up, you idiot! Cheerleading squads are all about being simple and strong! Show some spirit, this is a man's world!"

"Sigh..."

Yuko suits the cool old-fashioned uniform well, but she's still a woman. But when Yuko gets angry, nothing I say matters. I've known her since I was little, and I know that very well.

"In comparison... Hmph, that cheerleading squad is utterly shameless!"

"Wait... Yuko-neechan, this is too much..."

Yuko's shouts grew louder and louder. She

was practically going crazy with anger. Although the focus had shifted from me to the cheerleading squad, they were very close by, and they might hear us. I couldn't ignore that.

"What did I say wrong! Showing off their thighs in costumes, dancing a seductive perverted dance..."

"Seductive perverted..."

"Anyway, that cheerleading squad is just a bunch of bitches shaking their asses for men!"

After Yuko finished speaking, an angry girl walked out from the direction of the cheerleading squad.

"Hey! I can't pretend I didn't hear that!"

The angry voice clearly indicated that she had heard something bad.

"Those criticisms of us '??????????'... Take back what you said and apologize immediately!"

The person who ran over was a short girl with blonde twin tails and a strong gaze. She was Sakura Misa, the second most popular cheerleader.

In the busty cheerleading squad, she was the only girl whose breasts were classified as "beautiful." The contrast between her proud attitude and her short stature was the secret to her popularity.

"Hmph... Insult? Which sentence are you referring to? I have no idea..."

Yuko's attitude was very calm, deliberately trying to anger Misa.

"W-What did you say?"

"I'm just stating the facts!... Shameless outfit, dancing for perverts!"

"Ugh... That's insulting!"

Misan felt like she was about to pounce on Yuuko at any moment, but the club manager, Makoto Kuraki, came over to stop her.

With short hair and a calm demeanor, she was also a behind-the-scenes helper for the cheerleading team.

"Wait, wait, Misan... calm down!"

"Let go of me! Makoto!"

Only after being pulled back by the larger Makoto did Misan calm down a bit.

"No way, if a violent incident happens now, all our efforts toward the national championship will be wasted!"

Hearing this, Yuuko deliberately offered her cheek, provoking Misan.

"Oh... I heard some good news. Come on, fight me however you want? Hmm?"

"This, this woman!"

No matter how much she considered the cheerleading team a thorn in her side, she never expected her older sister to go this far.

Suddenly, a fight broke out between the cheerleading squad and the cheerleaders on the playground, and other cheerleading team members also ran over.

"Yu-Yuko-san. If we were rude, we're sorry..."

The one apologizing to Yuko was Shizukuishi Chieri, the cheerleader's most popular member.

With her breasts practically bursting out of her cheerleading uniform, long, beautiful legs, approachable personality, and working harder than anyone else, that's how she became number one.

Her long hair, tied in a ponytail, swayed in the wind, perfectly highlighting her charm.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Chieri!? Why are you apologizing to someone like that!!"

"Because... Misan-san, maybe we were in the wrong first..."

Perhaps it was this personality that made the vote difference between the most popular and second most popular members so vast.

However, this time the problem arose because Yuko yelled at the cheerleaders too loudly; the cheerleaders were at fault.

"Everyone... please stop arguing, let's talk this out..."

A voice came from nearby. The girl who seemed a little flustered was the cheerleader's captain, Matsushima Yuuna. Although she's the captain, she's very poised and generous, and I heard she's a genuine rich girl.

"It doesn't matter, Captain... just leave it alone."

The voice that clearly came to watch the show was Hayase Shikiho. The vice-captain of the cheerleading team, always with a poker face, is the one who's really in charge of leading the team. She

's also somewhat interested in this argument, her hands supporting her chest, not intending to come over and mediate.

"But, Shikiho-san..."

Yuuna was almost crying.

"If you're so eager to mediate, why don't you just splash water on them to calm them down?" She

was directly rejected.

"Precious practice time, I wonder what happened, really..."

She seemed more worried about the reduced practice time than Yuuko and Misan's argument.

"Misan, come back to practice! Our goal is to win the national championship."

Hearing Shikiho's words, Misan came back to her senses.

"Hmph, yeah. I subconsciously let this kind of person lead me by the nose."

Removing Makoto's hand from her body, Misan calmly tossed her hair.

"This kind of trash...?"

Misan's disdainful attitude reignited Yuuko's anger, but Misan smiled calmly.

"Am I right? Our cheerleading squad doesn't need to care about a weak support group with only two people... For example, just like nobles don't have to listen to every word a commoner says... Hahahaha!" "

Y-What did you say!"

Yuuko was so angry that she threw down her paper fan, clenched her fists, and trembled all over.

This is bad. A fight is about to break out.

"Besides, nobody cares about the support group right now... Everyone, am I right?"

"You, you woman! Die!"

Before she could finish speaking, Yuuko swung her fist at Misan.

"Yuuko-nee... No!"

Yuuko's temper was short-tempered, and she could only go over and stop it now.

After all, the support group was weak. If they hurt the face of the second most popular cheerleader at this moment, at best the club would be ruined, and at worst they might even be expelled.

I quickly stopped Yuuko's iron fist—but I stepped on something.

"Damn it!"

Who the hell threw a banana peel like that?! I slipped and fell between Yuuko and Misan.

"...Phew."

My face hit something that looked like an airbag, soft and bouncy.

"Ugh... What is this? It smells so good and feels so soft..."

Not knowing, I touched it first, poking it with my fingertips, and started moving my left hand.

"Ah... Ahhh!"

A very tempting sound, it must be Yuuko's voice.

My vision was completely blocked, I couldn't see, so I switched to my right hand.

"Ah... Ahhhhh!"

This time it was Misan's embarrassing voice.

I looked up tremblingly.

"...Ah."

Misan and Yuuko made eye contact with me. Their ears were red, and their bodies were trembling.

"...Ugh, you..."

"You, you..."

My foot slipped, and my face was sandwiched between their breasts.

Then, Misan realized what was happening and screamed loudly.

"No, no, Misan-san, I didn't mean to!"

"You... what were you doing! You pervert! The enemy of all girls!"

All the cheerleaders around me looked at me like I was trash.

"Damn... I'm suddenly surrounded by enemies?"

Then, an unusually strong killing intent came from behind me... I turned around.

It was Yuuko, with flames burning in her background, and Misan, with bluish-white chakra burning in her background, standing there.

"You... you perverted little brother! Die!"

"No need to explain, you freak!"

"It's a misunderstanding... that's..."

Before I could finish speaking, Yuuko and Misan's iron fists came flying at me.

"...Ugh."

I took two punches head-on.

Thinking about why I was so unlucky, my consciousness plummeted into the abyss.

--After school.

Yuuko and I ate ice cream at a general store near the school.

Yuuko really liked general stores, and if you wanted to please her, you just had to give her some snacks.

I ate a soda popsicle, using the popsicle to soothe the pain in my mouth. This was, of course, from Yuuko and Misaki.

"Hey... you stupid little brother."

Yuuko's tone suddenly turned serious as she took out a popsicle.

"W-What's wrong, Yuuko-neechan...?"

"At this rate, our cheerleading squad will definitely be disbanded. The fifty-year-old Ootori Academy cheerleading squad..."

Yuko ate ice cream as she spoke, which looked a bit awkward, but it was the truth.

"

Well, there's nothing I can do, Yuko-nee... in this day and age, the cheerleading club..."

"No, Yuko-nee, when we're discussing the cheerleading club, call me 'President'!"

"Y-yes, oh, no... Oshinobu!"

Seeing me quickly change my attitude, Yuko laughed. "

Hmph, you... you've always been like this since we were little..."

Yuko is my god-sister, but because of a relative's remarriage, our relationship has always been like that of biological siblings.

I've always been bossed around since childhood, always feeling inferior to Yuko.

The reason I joined the cheerleading club was because after I got into Ootori Academy, Yuko wrote my application without my permission.

"Anyway, to break this deadlock, besides you, we also need to secure new members."

I understand Yuko's thinking, but unfortunately, the school doesn't really support cheerleading clubs.

There are two clubs that support the sports clubs: the cheerleading squad and the support group. The school felt it was unnecessary to have two clubs with the same nature, so the support group's funding was cut.

They also don't have a proper club room, only a warehouse on the inside of the school building.

Because the cheerleading squad has a good chance of winning the national championship, they have unlimited funding, which has affected the support group.

They're barely managing to stay on thanks to Yuuko's hard work negotiating with the faculty and the sports club.

"The cheerleading squad is really getting in the way so we can get the support group back on stage, silly little brother, is there any good way?"

"They're in the way, but there's nothing we can do. Their goal is to win the national championship, they're a very strong club..."

"Strong? Do you look down on our support group?"

"That's not what I meant..."

"Well, we can only practice harder..."

Yuuko put down her popsicle stick and stood up.

"If we're talking about skill, we'll have to train even harder than we are now! Let's go! Starting today, we'll practice until midnight!"

Yuko grabbed my collar, her fighting spirit ignited, and started walking out.

"Wait... have mercy on me, Yuko-nee..."

"Don't be so useless! Are you even a man!?" "

B-because... I've been shouting since this morning, it should be over by now..."

I begged for mercy, and Yuko's hands cracked and popped.

This was a prelude to the iron fist punishment that would follow in five seconds.

"You coward! Stand still!"

"Have mercy on me..."

And then, as usual, I was led by the nose by my older sister.

I struggled with my exhausted body, walking across the playground in the twilight.

"Ouch... ouch... ouch..."

I was practically a zombie, swaying unsteadily. The reason was Yuko. Although the club was terrible, the amount of practice was more than other schools' cheerleading groups.

Today's extra practice was to shout a thousand times. To wave the flag a thousand times.

Besides, the team leader, Yuuko, had gone home early. Couldn't I just skip practice? But because of Yuuko's long-standing dominance, I didn't dare, so I had to obediently comply.

"...Oh?"

Suddenly, I saw Chieri from the cheerleading squad in the stands.

"Go go! Let's go! Phoenix! Field!"

she shouted from the stands towards the field.

Her posture practicing in the sunset looked just like a goddess.

"Ah... cheerleading squad members, thank you for your hard work."

I wanted to hurry back so as not to disturb Chieri's practice, but I was still discovered.

Looking up, I saw Chieri, sweating profusely from practicing, standing on the steps of the stands.

"Practicing alone so late, I really admire you."

"...Hehehe."

I felt very impressed; Chieri laughed happily.

"Huh? What weird thing did I say?"

"Because...aren't you the same? Practicing alone until so late."

"Huh?...You knew I was practicing?"

"Yeah, because I wanted to cheer you on..."

Chieri cupped her hands in front of her ample bosom.

That made my heart race.

Then, I realized Chieri was actually cheering me on.

"It's more energizing to think about cheering someone on than just practicing."

"Ah, I see..."

I knew I was overthinking it.

"I think you guys are working really hard...I'm so sorry for taking the liberty of cheering you on..."

Chieri stuck out her tongue. Every movement looked adorable.

"No, no, Chieri-san actually cheered me on, that's so honorable."

"Huh? You know my name?"

Chieri's eyes widened in surprise, seemingly unaware of how popular she was at school.

"Of course you know. In the cheerleading squad of beautiful girls, you're an ace."

"Ace...I'm still far from ace..."

Chieri blushed, perhaps underestimating herself a bit.

"It's getting late... Chieri-san, practice should be almost over, right?"

"Yes... I should go back too."

Chieri nodded, picked up the towel from the fence beside her, and started wiping her sweat.

"Oh... right, cheerleader."

"Hmm?"

"You're so kind..."

The sudden comment about how kind I am makes my heart flutter. Of course, I'm happy to keep her on my good side, but it makes me overthink things.

"W-what do you mean...?"

"Weren't you going to stop Yuuko and Misan's argument...?"

It's true that she mentioned Yuuko and Misan's argument.

Almost everyone thinks I'm a pervert, but Chieri is different.

That makes me like her even more.

"That's right... but I ended up being mistaken for a pervert."

"Ah, yeah, yeah. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine... I'm used to getting beaten up in the cheerleading squad."

Seeing Chieri's concern for me made me happy, and I was somewhat grateful to Yuuko and Misan for

letting me go. "If possible, could you tell me the names of the cheerleading squad members? It's not fair that only you know my name."

Chieri seemed quite interested in me. Regardless of what had happened before, it's rare to have such an opportunity to deepen my connection with the cheerleading ace.

I straightened my back like a man and faced Chieri.

"...Shin. Takayanagi Shin."

"Huh? Takayanagi... is that Yuuko's?"

"Ah, Yuuko-nee... Yuuko Takayanagi's younger brother, the cheerleader. He's just a godson, you know."

"Hmm, I see."

Chieri nodded, then picked up a plastic bottle from the seat next to her.

But because she was focused on chatting with me, her fingers slipped, and the bottle fell.

"Ah!"

Trying to retrieve the bottle, Chieri instinctively took a step forward. Then she missed a step and fell.

The whole sequence looked like a slow-motion replay.

However, after practicing, my body felt like lead, and to pull Chieri back, I lunged at her.

"Aaaaaah!"

Chieri screamed, falling down the stairs.

I struggled to catch her.

"Chi-Chieri-san...!"

I stumbled several times on the stairs, but finally managed to catch her.

"Aaaaaah!"

The impact on my body indicated I'd finally caught Chieri.

"Ouch

...ouch...ouch..." "It hurts so much...I'm sorry, are you alright?"

"Th-this...I'm perfectly fine..."

"Perfectly fine...?"

I lay beneath Chieri, catching her in this position. Being pressed down by her was indeed uncomfortable, except for her face. I enjoyed the bliss of having my face pressed against her breasts.

In other words, Chieri was covering my face with her chest.

"Aaaaaah, I, how could I..."

Chieri finally realized and tried to get off me, but these movements only made her breasts press even tighter, and I could clearly feel the elasticity of the fat inside.

"Ugh...huff, breathing..."

"Aaaaaah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The more anxious Chieri became, the tighter her full breasts pressed down, making me almost suffocate.

The smell of sweat, the softness of her breasts, and the smooth feel of the cheerleading uniform made me almost faint.

Even if I suffocated to death like this, I would have no regrets in my life!

"N-nothing... Calm down..."

"Th-that... Ah, ahhh, please don't speak... Your voice... is touching the sensitive part of my chest! Ahhhhh!"

After her two breasts pressed against my face like pile drivers, Chieri finally thought to prop herself up with her wrists.

After using the technique of a push-up to prop herself up, Chieri's breasts finally came away.

The two fleshy mounds, symbols of happiness, left me feeling regretful the moment they were gone, almost bleeding.

"Ah... It hurts..."

The next moment, Chieri suddenly frowned.

"Wh-what's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

"My ankle... It seems..."

I looked at Chieri's feet, her ankle stuck in the gap between the seats.

On the way down the stairs, her foot seemed to have tripped, twisting in a strange direction.

"...Waaah!"

"Wh-what happened...?"

"Well, Chieri, it's better not to look... Your foot..."

I had just finished speaking when Chieri looked at her feet.

"Huh... Huh? Aaaaaaah!"

Seeing her foot caught in the gap of the seat, twisted and contorted, Chieri's face gradually turned pale.

"Chieri-chan... calm down..."

I picked up the unconscious Chieri and ran to the nearest hospital.

If I had rushed over sooner, would Chieri not have been injured?

But it was too late for regrets.

No abnormalities in the bones. A sprain. It will take a month to heal. Rest is essential.

This was Chieri's diagnosis.

After Chieri and I returned from the hospital, the cheerleading members had already gathered urgently.

To clarify what happened, they wanted me to join them.

Chieri spoke first.

"So, there are no abnormalities in the bones... but my right ankle is sprained..."

Chieri looked dejected, her right foot bandaged. She needed a cane to walk.

"And... how serious is the injury? It won't take several months to heal, will it?"

Shikiho asked, and Chieri's expression was very bad.

"The doctor said...it will take a month to fully recover."

"H-How could this be...If that's the case, then the National Tournament will be..."

Makoto's voice was panicked. A month later, the National Tournament preliminaries would begin.

Chieri fell silent. Makoto didn't continue speaking either.

To prepare for the National Tournament, Chieri practiced twice as much as the others. Makoto knew this very well, so she empathized even more.

"Poor thing...Chieri practiced so hard..."

Captain Yuuha said with teary eyes.

"N-It's okay...Although you must rest, this injury will heal quickly, and you'll be back to normal soon..."

Chieri forced a smile, but Shikiho reminded her.

"...No, you can't. If you push yourself too hard now, you might never be able to cheerlead again."

"That's right, that won't do." Misan,

who had been unusually silent until now, also spoke up.

"...Huh?"

Chieri seemed startled, looking at Misan.

"It's all because you worked so hard, we relied on you too much..."

Misan said, as if she were talking to herself.

"The cheerleading ace also has to be the dormitory manager."

After looking around the clubroom, everyone lowered their heads.

"Indeed... the workload is a bit too heavy... I, as the vice-captain, didn't even notice, it's really dereliction of duty..."

Shiho calmly blamed himself.

"W-in that case... wouldn't I, as the captain, be even more embarrassed?"

Yuuna was about to cry, and Makoto seemed to be infected as well, starting to reflect.

"I, I am also... an incompetent manager..."

Shiho's words made the atmosphere very heavy.

No one spoke, letting time pass. What

broke the atmosphere was the sound of a door being opened rudely.

"...What's with this atmosphere? Is there a funeral being held here?"

"Coach, you're back."

"We've been waiting for you for a long time, Coach."

Shiho and Yuuna looked towards the door as if pleading for help.

The person who came in was the cheerleading coach, Takayama Kazuki.

The cheerleading OB, in his twenties, implemented a strict policy of practicality, simply put, he was a devil coach.

Gao Yue slowly looked around at the club teachers, then sat down on a chair nearby.

"~Heave-ho."

There seemed to be a smell of alcohol, clearly wafting from the bottle in Gaoyue's hand.

Gaoyue took a sip from the bottle and looked at Chieri.

"Shizukuishi."

"Y-yes..."

"...How bad is your injury?"

"Y-yes, that..."

Gaoyue's voice sounded more like a threat than concern as Chieri detailed her injury.

"...Hmph, so until the tournament, practice and dormitory management were impossible...right?"

"But...but...Coach, practice really wasn't possible, and dormitory management was barely manageable..."

Chieri's words made Gaoyue's sleepy eyes suddenly sharpen.

"What?...Didn't you hear what I just said?"

"N-no...that..."

"I already said, if you're any more oblivious..."

Gaoyue's boldness made Chieri unable to continue.

"Kura...come over here."

Gaoyue called Makoto over and directly touched her breast.

"Ah... um!? Um... Coach?"

"Hmph... her bust size isn't quite there, but her height and build are similar... alright."

*Thump*, Kazuki placed her hands on Makoto's shoulders, turning her around to face everyone.

"Listen up, everyone. From now until the tournament, Shizukuishi's duties will be handled by Kō!"

Kazuki's sudden announcement surprised everyone. The most surprised person was Makoto, who had been chosen.

"No problem. Kō is the club manager, right? You've memorized the formations and movement combinations, haven't you?"

"Y-yes... I have them memorized..."

Hearing Makoto's answer, Kazuki laughed arrogantly.

"Then there's no problem. She'll practice until the tournament, allowing Shizukuishi to rest properly."

Kazuki looked at everyone and spoke with terrifying force.

"My policy is to ensure Shizukuishi has complete rest before the tournament."

Then she picked up the bottle again and took a large gulp, *Pfft*, her voice full of satisfaction. That's way too much!

"The rest are the hidden agent and the female dormitory manager who will replace Shizukushi..."

For some reason, Kazuki's gaze drifted towards me.

"You caused our important player to get injured. If you're a man, take responsibility, you hear me?"

"Wait! Don't try to pin the blame on me, I did..."

"But... what?"

"I tried to save her..."

"Hmph... but, in the end, we didn't protect Shizukushi, so it's the same thing, isn't it?"

Kazuki hit a nerve, so I could only shut up.

This time, it was the cheerleaders who objected. Misan treated me like a pervert and vehemently opposed making me the dormitory manager.

Kazuki slammed her hand on the table in front of her, silencing everyone.

"You cheerleaders are supposed to show your butts and legs in front of the audience. What's wrong with letting a guy move into the dormitory?!"

Kazuki glared at everyone before continuing.

"If you don't want to follow my rules, get out of the club right now."

With that, Kazuki left the clubroom.

Chieri walked over, bowing her head with a somewhat apologetic expression.

"Please..."

The others were also unhappy, but they accepted anyway.

"Haha, hahahaha... I, I understand, although I don't know how much I can help... Please guide me."

That was all I could say. As a result, I became the cheerleading club manager and the dormitory supervisor, staying to work.

The next day after school, a large crowd gathered in front of the cheerleading girls' dormitory. The center of attention was Kazuki and Misan glaring at each other.

"Coach Takayama, and Misan, what's going on...?"

A bad feeling crept in, and I quickly went over.

"...And then, Sakura? What did you call me out to say?"

Coach Takayama was clearly unhappy, glaring at Misan. The other cheerleaders, including Chieri, swallowed hard as they watched.

"Please reconsider the choice of dormitory administrator!"

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? Everyone unanimously agreed..."

"I can't accept it!"

The reason is definitely because I groped her breasts, right? It's really hard to accept having a boy as the administrator of the girls' dormitory.

Misan continued to protest loudly, but what silenced her was a sudden loud noise.

"Eek!"

Misan screamed, her eyes seeing obvious cracks in the cement wall that Gaoyue had punched.

"That's enough. Sakura, if you keep spouting nonsense, you're out of the club."

Gaoyue looked around as if threatening everyone, and continued.

"Listen up, everyone! I'll tell you why I chose a boy as the administrator now!"

"The...reason?"

Misan asked, her face pale.

"It's to make up for what you're lacking. First of all, courage. What are you pretending to be innocent for, afraid to spread your legs in front of the audience...that's why your acting skills can't improve."

After she finished speaking, none of the cheerleaders objected. She must have hit the nail on the head.

"And another point is sexiness. Healthy sexiness..."

"Coach, we're not dancers!"

Misan retorted again.

"Stop rambling... Show me acting skills that audiences will remember after just one viewing! If you can't do that, you won't win! That's the level of the national competition!"

Kazuki, having participated in the national competition, said something no one could refute.

"To become sexy, you have to get used to being close to men in your daily life. I'm sorry to say this, but after Shizuishi's injury, it's a good opportunity for you to understand men."

The reason I was put in charge of the girls' dormitory was to get them used to being close to men, to realize that they are women, to become more sexy, and their acting skills would naturally improve. Kazuki told everyone this.

"Then, I thought about it carefully yesterday, and there's a way to increase courage and femininity all at once."

"Th-what is it, Coach?"

Shiho asked.

"That is—"

Kazuki walked towards me and grabbed my shoulder.

"For a month leading up to the tournament, you'll have to give him 'milk cannons' every day!"

My mind went blank. Everyone seemed to accept me being the girls' dormitory manager, but wasn't the reaction a little too lukewarm?

Chieri timidly raised her hand.

"Th-um, Coach, what does 'milk cannons' mean?"

I felt completely drained. They didn't even know.

"What...you guys haven't heard of breast play?"

Facing the cheerleaders, Kazuki emphasized her well-developed breasts, puffing out her chest and cupping them in her hands for them to see.

"Breast play means, like this, bringing your breasts together and cupping them..."

Chieri listened attentively to the explanation.

"Mmm, bringing them together..."

"Then you put your penis between your breasts..."

Makoto also cupped her breasts and nodded.

"Yes, cup them..."

Kazuki said excitedly, kneading her large breasts with lewd movements and shaking them up and down.

"Like this, rubbing back and forth until the man ejaculates.

" "Yes, until the man ejaculates..." Yuuna blushed slightly and repeated. "Is that what

it is

...wait!?"

Misan paused, stunned. "Eee ... Just showing your breasts to guys is embarrassing enough, but to have to give them a blowjob is bound to elicit this reaction. Kazuki remained unmoved, her expression calm. "Perfect opportunity, I, the instructor, will demonstrate for you." With that, she unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time. "—Demonstration breasts for you to see." Kazuki pulled open her shirt, and her large breasts, hidden inside, immediately sprang out. The flesh hidden beneath the clothes was surprisingly white, yet overwhelmingly large. In contrast to her snow-white skin, her areolas were light black, and her nipples were slightly swollen like cherries—very feminine breasts. Seeing such delectable, mature breasts before me, I immediately reacted, my tent pitching. "Are you ready?" Kazuki asked with a lewd grin, and I felt a pang of fear. I panicked. "Matsushima, Hayase. Hold his hands and feet down." Yuuna and Shikiho obediently held my hands and feet down. "Wait, wait..." Ignoring the protest, the zipper was pulled down, exposing my penis to the entire cheerleading squad. "Please stop, this is too embarrassing..." I just wanted to escape this place as quickly as possible. "You say it's embarrassing, but your penis is rock hard? I didn't expect you to be the type who says one thing but does another?" "Waaah..." I was about to cry. Chieri blushed as she looked at me—no, at my penis. "First, you all do it my way. This is a woman's weapon... the correct way to use her breasts." After saying that, Kazuki cupped her full-weight breasts and gently clamped my penis between them. "Waaah..." "Hehe, how does it feel? If it feels good, don't hold back, let out a sound." Kazuki's upper body slowly swayed back and forth, rubbing my penis. My penis was clamped between snow-white breasts, the tip of which peeked out, but was quickly covered by the breasts again. "Waaah, oh oh oh..." I couldn't help but groan. "Take it slow at first, take it slow... rub your penis slowly..." The smooth, tender touch of her breasts stimulated my penis. My penis began to grow larger and harder. "Hehe, don't look so happy... it'll make me feel it too." Gao Yue used her spindle-shaped, mature breasts to clamp my penis, revealing an alluring smile. Just that femininity alone made me almost ejaculate. Her breast skin simultaneously gripped my penis, gently rubbing it. I was intoxicated by the pleasure. "E-even if you say that..." "Look... umm, I feel it a lot... my nipples are hard... can you see that?" Gao Yue rubbed the glans with her hardened, erect nipples. The nipples, with just the right amount of hardness, rubbed against the sensitive area, and I quickly felt like ejaculating. "Oh oh oh..." "Umm... my penis, this part is especially sensitive... you have to control the pressure when rubbing..." "Eeeeeee..." Seeing how desperately I was holding back, Gao Yue reminded the cheerleaders. "Did you all see that?... The tip of your penis is leaking clear liquid, right?" Chieri stared intently at my penis, only able to answer "Yes...yes." "This...is incredible..." Makoto was also very interested. "This is prostatic fluid. When a man feels pleasure, this area gets wet...just like a woman's..." Although Misa thought I was a pervert, she still blushed and stared at my penis. "Put the prostatic fluid and my saliva together...ah...um..." Kazuki opened her mouth wide, and clear liquid dripped onto my penis. "Ah...ahh, so hot..." "Hehe, this makes it even more lubricated...now it's time to get serious..." Kazuki used her saliva as lubricant, and the breast sex became more intense. "Ah, umm..." Kazuki's excited expression and the hot breath she exhaled made me almost unable to hold back. "Ohhhhh, Coach, this, this won't do..." "It doesn't seem to say it won't do here, does it? Hehe, everyone, listen carefully... This kind of breast play isn't just about pressing your breasts together, um, huff, it has to be like this... the movement is like squeezing..." The fat flesh pressed against the penis, squeezing, the movement was like squeezing semen out from the base. "Eee... so good..." "Um, hehehehe... does it feel good? The pre-ejaculate keeps flowing..." The pre-ejaculate mixed with Gao Yue's sweat and saliva, making lewd sounds. "Looks so lewd... so exaggerated..." Shi Fan, who always had a poker face, focused on observing Gao Yue's overstimulated breast play. "Next, it's a more advanced technique... um, chu... chu slap!" "Ugh!" Gao Yue's lips touched the tip of the penis. I subconsciously cried out. "Ugh ugh ugh... Coach's mouth..." Gao Yue suddenly swallowed my penis. As if tasting it, she put the glans on the tip of her tongue and swirled it. The cheerleaders all swallowed hard as they watched. "W-Do you want me to lick it?... A guy's... that... Ahhh, it's stretching my cheeks open..." Yuuna blushed, staring blankly at Kazuki's oral sex. The others were just as shocked, only focused on the real scene before them. "Hmm, glug... chu glug, hehehe, it must feel really good to have this cock inside my pussy... but let's save it for next time." "Ahhh..." The cock was held between her very elastic breasts, and the glans was being carefully licked by Kazuki's tongue.

Making lewd, squelching sounds, Gao Yue continued to serve the penis. The usually strict coach was now excessively open, making me feel so good I was almost fainting.

"Use your tongue to pry open the tip of the penis...like this..."

A current of pleasure surged from the penis to my back, hitting my brain.

"At the same time, don't forget to rub your breasts against the penis...slurp...don't forget this coordination..."

Gao Yue's breast play was so lewd that everyone in the cheerleading squad blushed as if they were about to have a fever, intently watching the two's live-action performance.

Gao Yue said, "Isn't this too stimulating for virgins?"

"Don't look away. You all have to do the same from now on...ahh, slurp..."

"Ugh..."

Gao Yue's breasts rubbed against the base of the penis, making squelching sounds, trying to suck out the semen.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, gurgle... Ahh, umm, it's getting harder and hotter... Chirp, chirp, ahh... The penis tastes so good... so good... Chirp, chirp, gurgle..."

Unconsciously, Gao Yue forgot to give the cheerleaders instructions and focused on serving the penis. Gao Yue was actually aroused by my penis. Just thinking about it made me even more excited. I really wanted to ejaculate.

"Ah... Coach... I'm about to cum!"

"Chirp, yeah, okay... Just like that, cum out... spray your hot semen at me!"

"Yes, with my semen... I'll completely dirty Coach Ying Shan's beautiful features!"

Gao Yue continued to suck my urethra forcefully, making me reach my limit in one breath.

"Slap, don't hold back... even if... shoot out... slap, slap, slap slap slap slap!"

"No, I can't... I can't hold back anymore, Coach..."

As if about to make a final sprint, Gao Yue made slapping sounds, sucking on the glans. The warm touch in her mouth turned into a huge pleasure.

"Ah ee ee ee... I'm coming..."

I released my desire into Gao Yue's mouth in one breath. A large amount of semen was too much for Gao Yue to finish drinking, and it flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Hmm gulp, slap slap slap... so... ahh, so hot... I can't... drink it all... so good... ahhh... gulp, gulp..."

The large amount of semen was too much for Gao Yue to bear, and she spat out the penis. The penis was still trembling and spraying semen, making Gao Yue's handsome face white.

"Ah... ahhh, ohhhh..."

Milky white sticky liquid sprayed onto Gao Yue's forehead, nose, and cheeks. My entire face was sprayed with semen, which excited Gao Yue to orgasm as well.

"Oh... ooh, facial ejaculation brought me to orgasm... your semen... it's so hot and sticky... the taste is so strong... mmm..."

"I-I'm sorry..."

"Idiot... no need to apologize... glug, so delicious... chup, chul chul..."

Gao Yue smeared the white liquid with her fingers, put it in her mouth, and swallowed it with a sound.

"Gulp... next, don't forget to clean up afterwards..."

"Huh? Clean up?"

Gao Yue had just finished speaking when she carefully licked off the semen stuck to my penis, licking it clean. This was post-coital oral sex.

"Ah... mmm... chup... chup chup, chul chul..."

Gao Yue's tender tongue, filled with love, made me erect again.

"Ah, this, licking like this..."

Naturally, it touched very sensitive spots. Gao Yue's lewd oral sex made my penis erect again.

Seemingly knowing that his penis was fully charged again, Gao Yue teased him, sometimes sucking hard, sometimes relaxed, with different rhythms.

"Churp chu chu chu... like this... suck out all the remaining semen from the urethra... chu chu..."

"Ah, ah, ah... I'm sorry~~~!"

"What's there to be sorry about?"

Gao Yue asked deliberately, then stimulated the glans in one breath, intending to squeeze out the milky white fluid.

"Because, because, ee-ee-ee, I'm about to ejaculate, I'm sorry, waaaaaah!"

He groaned as he ejaculated into Gao Yue's throat.

"Mmm, umhh, huff... shoot more, watch me!"

His tongue pierced the opening of the ejaculating urethra, urging him to spray out more semen. Then, Gao Yue drank all the milk in his mouth.

"Haha, thanks for the treat. Mmm, chul... The stimulation from cleaning up afterwards made you ejaculate again... You're really young..."

"N-no, I don't deserve it... Hahaha..."

All the semen was drunk up, and I could only laugh dryly. I felt an inexplicable sense of closeness to the terrifying ghost coach, Kazuki.

Everyone in the cheerleading team, watching the live-action porn, blushed and couldn't speak.

"Alright, like this."

Kazuki took a satisfied breath and put her clothes back on.

"Don't forget what you just saw. Then practice it! If you want to win, you have to practice this more... Alright, that's it for today!"

After saying that, Kazuki left me and the cheerleaders who were too shocked to think and went back to the dormitory.

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