Mad Master

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Characters:

Harusuke Iida: A fourth-year university student. Assigned to the prestigious "Sonoyama Girls' Academy," known for its many beautiful girls, for an educational internship.
Satomi Shinohara: President of the tennis club and class representative. Very responsible, and Yui's best friend.
Yukie Mimura: President of the biology club. Has a handsome older brother, and there are rumors that the two have slept together.
Yui Kitazawa: A magazine cover idol. Because she prioritizes her work, the school often worries about her.
Riho Kawai: A member of the art club. Quiet and unassuming, she engages in compensated dating for some reason.
Aya Mizutani: A currently popular idol, but she is very troubled by her immature appearance.

Synopsis:

Harusuke Iida is assigned to an all-girls school, chaired by his grandmother, as an educational intern. He never suppresses his lustful desires and is a beast who will stop at nothing for sex.

Harusuke takes on the role of tutor for a class full of cute girls, and on his first day, he chooses his targets. Rimi, the class president and tennis club president, is stubborn and headstrong. Yui, a beautiful but troubled girl who's been on the cover of a magazine.

Harusuke, handsome but actually a lecher, toys with the feelings of unsuspecting and innocent female students. How long can he enjoy this lewd school life?

Prologue:

This is a room in a hotel at the end of Kabukicho in Shinjuku.

I'm in bed with a prostitute I picked up from the street (or rather, was picked up by), tanned all over, claiming to be a high school girl, and we've reached the most intense point.

It's been five times already, and this guy looks like he's about to give up.

I haven't come even once. I

'm still rock hard, erect, constantly penetrating him from the front and the back… but I'm almost tired of it, so I can prepare a nice ending.

"No, no, ah... ah!... Ha... ah... ha... I'll die... I'll die..."

"Yeah, you'll die... Alright. Then, you really can die!"

I was secretly laughing to myself as I pressed hard on the girl's buttocks, which looked so conspicuous but felt unpleasant to the touch, and then fired my thing into her like a machine gun.

"...Huh!?"

This girl only realized what she was tasting for a moment.

That's right, that's right, this is one of my proudest techniques.

It would be a waste to use it on those frivolous streetwalkers in Shibuya who just wander around, but it's suitable for girls like this who can get lost in it and know how to experience it.

"Ha! Ahh... I already... no!!... Please... please... ah... ah... please... I really... will... die!!"

"Then die quickly. Hey... some people do die like this. Hey, that way you can go to the other world in peace. Hey!!"

After penetrating deeply as if digging out a secret orifice, it was quickly pulled out in one breath... the tip of the penis was gently rubbing against the G-spot.

After one deep thrust, there were six gentle rubbings.

This is the legendary ultimate technique of "one exploration and six shallow thrusts".

In addition, the sweet juice flowing continuously from that honey hole, moistening the cave in front of me that was being expanded and expanded by my thing, could reach the point of unbridled penetration, with the second joint of the middle finger directly attacking the rectum.

When I did this, the woman was probably already intoxicated by that impatient yet comfortable feeling, her waist had lost its strength, and even if I called her, she had already reached a state of ecstasy and was shouting loudly.

I used this method before, in an empty warehouse, to make a woman in her thirties who worked with me completely lose her senses while standing.

He once used the same method to make a club girl who made a living by deceiving men scream and urinate incontinently from excessive excitement while standing.

Even if I talk big, I only understand sex to a certain extent. Even if you've done it many times, you can't love me like I do, like a power train. To send you into a true hell of ecstasy, it doesn't take me much time or effort.

"Ah...ah...no, no, no...it hurts so much...I really can't take it!! Ahhh!..."

Looking at the disheveled girl clutching the sheets, I completely ignored her and continued my assault without mercy.

(Anyone who tries to take advantage of me is a complete fool.)

At this moment, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Of course, that (near-the-critical) high school girl couldn't hear that voice...

***

About two hours ago, after finishing my university classes, I ate some beef bowl at Yoshinoya and played at several arcades near Takadanobaba before leisurely strolling down the street.

As I walked along the sidewalk, I suddenly noticed a girl behind me, keeping a certain distance.

"Hey sir, can I have some pocket money?"

When I heard that voice behind me, I involuntarily stopped.

I turned around and saw a short girl in a girls' high school uniform, with dyed hair, chewing gum, and looking at me with an expression of looking at an elder. The sailor uniform with its light violet-blue floral pattern indicated that she was a student at a famous private girls' school. Regardless of

whether it was a now-famous school for rich girls or an outdated, rebellious school, this kind of behavior of asking strangers for money was shameless. I wasn't happy about the misconception that I always assumed adults who seemed like they were just killing time were easy targets.

"How much pocket money...how much will you give me?"

She casually assumed I'd agreed and approached me with a menacing grin, flashing her white teeth.

(Hmph, this idiot, she just happened to pick on me.)

I thought to myself, I'm bored anyway, might as well play along.

Until she got close, I pretended to be a complete dazed waiter.

In fact, when she came up to me and said "that," I seized the perfect opportunity to lift my heels and walk away again.

Her footsteps stopped.

(Okay, so what are you going to do? Give up and find another idiot? Or will you target me tonight?)

Hey, this is getting interesting. Soon after, I saw her jogging up to me...

"Hey, wait a minute, hey..."

she asked in a cat-like voice, grabbing my hand.

"Is there something wrong?"

I stopped and looked at her again.

I think she wanted to tan her skin to the trendy dark color, but this girl looked like she had liver problems; her skin was unhealthy and sickly dark.

"It's that, pocket money..."

"What do you need pocket money for?" I asked with ulterior motives.

"...Don't you want to do it?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Well..." She couldn't continue.

I understood her anxiety, and although I wanted to laugh, I couldn't say it out loud.

"Are you really that desperate for money?"

"Well, not really..."

Perhaps because she was too bored, her voice suddenly became shrill.

"If not, then

what do you want to do with it?" "Well... I just want it!"

"How much do you want?"

Although I found this conversation quite amusing, because I had no expectations at all, I asked very directly.

"Without kissing or oral sex, 50,000..."

"Wow, that's impossible!"

"Huh, why? 50,000 is our usual price. I'm still studying at S Girls' School, I'm a student. Here, I'll let you see my student ID."

She very enthusiastically told me the name of her school and went to great lengths to take out a small green-covered booklet from her purse, showing me a photo of her before she got tanned.

"Okay, okay, I know, you should bring this out sooner rather than later!"

"So, is that alright? Fifty thousand is fine?"

"..."

I remained silent, carefully observing this miser (the girl) who kept repeating "fifty thousand, fifty thousand" without much reaction, from head to toe, down to her boots.

"How annoying! If you keep looking at me like that with those lecherous eyes, I'll add another ten thousand!"

"Oh, you really do calculate everything by money?"

"Of course! If I didn't have money, why would I hire strangers like you to do that kind of thing in a place like this?"

"...That's true..."

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