Hypnosis Academy 3-6

(III)

The rooftop during yar's lunch break.

Murakoshi and Yano Midori sat together on an extended lounge chair. Midori had brought this chair
here , and the two of them were enjoying the bento that Midori had prepared for Murakoshi.

"H-How is it...? It's not bad, is it?" Midori asked him frequently, quite concerned, as she watched Murakoshi stuff the abundant
side dishes in the bento into his mouth.

"It's super delicious." Murakoshi praised her sincerely. His sense of taste was indeed
unmatched even by the most discerning gourmets; because of this, he could distinguish any kind of soup or body hair by his tongue...
however , only by the female body.

"That's amazing! I was worried that you wouldn't like it..."

Midori seemed overjoyed, while Murakoshi shrugged nonchalantly. Later, the two chatted
idly , but it was all nonsensical conversation. Even so, Midori had a reasonable
explanation for Murakoshi's attitude; as for Murakoshi, he was eating his bento while thinking about completely unrelated things...

--Why did he put such an unsightly rag under his bento box? That way, we wouldn't
be able to see her panties! I really want to fill the water bottle with semen and urine and make her drink every last drop. I hope she
uses chopsticks to pick up my huge penis and suck on it with her cute cherry lips...

"Um... being able to eat a bento with someone I like like this has always been my dream
. By the way, Murakoshi, what's your favorite food?"

(Women, women's underwear, women's swimsuits, women's leotards...) Everything that came to mind
was completely unrelated to food.

Murakoshi thought for a moment. At least she should answer that it was something to eat, "a soupy dish..."

(However, there's an additional condition: it must be "woman's.") Murakoshi's implication was that he was referring
to vaginal fluids, saliva, sweat, urine, etc., a general term for female bodily fluids. These were things that Midori couldn't possibly
understand.

"Is it something like mushroom and tofu soup? Those kinds of dishes are hard to pack in a bento box."

"Anything is fine!" Murakoshi replied rudely.

The two finished their lunch break in a completely incongruous conversation.

*** *** *** ***

Just as Kitagawa Aya was about to leave the classroom after school...

"Kitagawa, wait a minute."

She had just started to go downstairs when she heard a jarring voice. Aya turned around, glaring at the person who had called her,
"What are you doing, Murakoshi! How dare you call out my name like that!"

Although Murakoshi had called out to Aya first, he didn't look directly at her. His uneasy eyes
darted around warily, making sure no one was nearby, then he muttered to himself, "Two people with sore shoulders."

Aya stopped moving immediately. Her angry expression vanished, replaced by unfocused,
aimless gazing into the distance.

"Kitagawa, what are you planning to do after school today?"

"Swimming team...practice...road running...endurance training."

"Will all the team members participate in endurance training today?"

"Yes...to strengthen...physical strength."

"Then, you'll go to the swimming pool next. For your individual pre-race practice. Furthermore, you will
obediently follow Murakoshi's instructions. You must do as he says."

"I will go...to the swimming pool, for my individual...practice. To...do...as he says."

Having given the hypnotic instructions, Murakoshi released Aya from her slumber. Suddenly snapping out of her daze, Aya
saw Murakoshi in front of her and said with extreme displeasure, "I don't have time to waste on your nonsense!
I have to go to swimming practice now!"

After venting her frustration, Aya rushed downstairs without looking back. Murakoshi

, a satisfied smile on his face, followed Aya with light, cheerful steps. They headed towards the indoor swimming pool in the multi-functional sports facility
adjacent to the gymnasium.

When Murakoshi arrived at the poolside, Aya was nowhere to be seen. She was probably
changing ; however, Aya's competition swimsuit was still at Murakoshi's house. Unlike
the swimsuits used in class, the swimming team's swimsuits weren't sold at the school store.

Murakoshi thought, "Aya must be very troubled right now," and swaggered into the women's locker room.

As soon as she stepped inside, Aya roared at him with a fierce expression, "Damn it! Murakoshi, do you know
where you've walked in?! Someone help me!" Aya was wearing the team's swimsuit; apparently, she had
a spare .

Murakoshi shrugged, bored. "Okay, okay, don't yell. Keep your voice down, I'm not
blaming you."

Before Murakoshi could finish speaking, Aya's shout abruptly subsided: "Help me...
Huh? What... what's going on... this? The sound..." Aya stared at Murakoshi in astonishment.

Her tense, stiff expression delighted Murakoshi. "Kitagawa, you're currently under hypnosis.
You can only follow my instructions."

Her once radiant face instantly lost its color; moreover, Kitagawa Aya seemed to be
trying .

"Hey, Kitagawa! Stop! Don't move!"

Hearing the command, Aya's legs stiffened, unable to move. She fell forward like that.

"Not bad, I think you can stay like that with your hands on the floor!"

"Ouch...no...someone save me..."

(Heh...so soft, I doubt anyone will hear her.)
Aya, who was usually so arrogant and argumentative, was now trembling with fear, like a little bird. Seeing her like that, Murakoshi's groin
began to throb.

Her position on all fours was exactly like a female dog's, and the angle from behind was even more
stimulating !

"Kitagawa, you...not only are your breasts big, but your ass is also incredibly attractive!"

Murakoshi mocked her maliciously, grabbing Aya's ample buttocks tightly.

"Ah...stop...don't touch...don't touch me..."

Although it was a bit big, the skin on her lower body was very firm. It had the tension and elasticity to bounce back
fingers ; then, thinking about the tightness of her buttocks, Murakoshi felt even more excited,
"Hmm, what a butt that can give birth to a baby!"

(I definitely want her to give birth to my little baby!) Murakoshi placed his fingers on the swimsuit at the buttocks and
pulled the fabric up. The highly elastic fabric stretched straight along the cleft, instantly turning into
a trendy thong.

"No, don't pull it...stop it...waaaah..."

Ignoring Aya's cries, Murakoshi forcefully pulled up the fabric he was holding.
The fabric clung to his groin, forming a soft riverbank shape.

"Murakoshi...I will never forgive you..."

Ignoring Aya's whispered threats, Murakoshi touched the cleft of her buttocks with one hand. The budding flower, seemingly growing ever
narrower, was now barely visible. When his fingers touched Aya's inner thigh, her limbs, lying on the ground, trembled
in .

"Ah! No! No... It feels so disgusting..."

As her hips swayed back and forth, her large breasts, encased in her swimsuit, also jiggled and trembled softly.

(Thank you, that's the best compliment.) With a ferocious smile, Murakoshi, eyeing his prey,
couldn't help but lick his lips greedily. An urge to violate her from behind and violently thrust into Aya's vagina drove
Murakoshi.

(But, I have to hold back. Attacking from the front is more interesting!) Murakoshi muttered
the key phrase.

Commanding the sleeping Aya to stand still, Murakoshi simply stared directly at her face. He looked at her
little mouth, which always scolded him, now slightly open and panting. This sight further fueled Murakoshi's imagination. "Kitagawa,
have you ever touched your own genitals? Have you ever masturbated?"

"From now on, your mouth will become your genitals. Do you understand? When your lips are touched, you will
feel like you are being caressed by your labia majora. Your gums will feel like your labia minora, and when your tongue is touched, you
will feel like your clitoris... that is, the feeling of being caressed by your clitoris. You will clearly feel
different excitement and pleasure..."

"Then, when I count to three, you will wake up from the hypnotic state. Then, your
whole hand will be completely leaning against the locker, and your body will become completely immobile. One, two, three!"

Aya, who had just emerged from the hypnotic state, was about to immediately lash out at Murakoshi when...

"Ugh! W-what's going on... Oh! Ugh! Ah! Haa! Ah... Ahh..." Her mouth
was filled with erogenous zones. Whenever she tried to speak, she would be stimulated by pleasure, and she was in a
state of near madness.

Aya hurriedly opened her mouth wide, trying to prevent her tongue from touching any part of her mouth. Unable to curse
, Aya could only stare fiercely at Murakoshi with wide eyes; her gaze seemed to be asking
what Murakoshi had done to her. However, it was a foolish expression. Murakoshi teased her slightly, answering her
questioning eyes.

"I mistook Kitagawa's mouth for your little cunt. So your lips will feel
the same ."

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm..." Aya's eyes widened even more after hearing this. Her hesitant pupils revealed
shock, fear, and shame; below her eyes, her wide-open lips and protruding tongue
trembled slightly.

Kitagawa Aya's "sexual organs" were right in front of her eyelids. Murakoshi was incredibly excited about this fact; thinking about it carefully,
he never imagined that Murakoshi's fantasy was stronger and more powerful than any hypnotic command. Now, he regarded Aya's
mouth as a sex organ and intended to play with it... No, to Murakoshi, Aya's mouth was merely
a sex organ .

Faced with his completely immobile prey, Murakoshi gently extended his finger, rubbing her lips with a soft, rustling sound.

"Mmm... mmm... mmm... mmm..." After her soft, swollen labia majora were stimulated, Aya
writhed in pain, the saliva overflowing from her mouth being her love juice. Murakoshi showed no
mercy , and with his fingertips dipped in saliva, he began to ravage her lips.

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm... mmm! Mmm..."

Murakoshi inserted his finger deeper. Her slightly parted labia minora and protruding clitoris. The moment
these parts were touched by his finger, Aya suffocated in pain again. She writhed violently, "
Mmm! Mmm! Mmm..."

Even the cries from the depths of her throat could not be tolerated by Murakoshi. He pinched her tongue and gently twisted it.

"Mmm! Mmm-ooh! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm-puh! Mmm-hmm!" Overstimulated, saliva and snot
dripped down her face, and sweat and large tears soaked her flushed cheeks.

Aya's face was wet with various bodily fluids. Her obscene appearance excited Imamura Koshi even more. He
used the fingertips inserted into her mouth to rub her palate. Instantly, Aya's body stiffened, "Mmm
-ooh ! Mmm-ooh... Huff-hmm! Mmm-hmm..."

(Could he have touched her "G-spot"? What an amazing structure!) Imamura Koshi was also
excited by the fact that Aya clearly understood what kind of pleasure this area could bring. Because this represented
the best proof that she had experienced caressing her genitals.

It should be considered a very intense act of masturbation. He pinched her tongue with two fingers and continued to rub it against her palate.

"Mmm-ooh! Mmm-puh... Mmm, ah... Mmm-hmm..."

Her cherry-like vulva was extremely sensitive. With just two fingers inserted into the vaginal opening, stimulating the clitoris directly
hit 　　"G- spot ." Murakoshi pinched his tongue between his fingers and twisted it upwards; under this stimulation, Aya 　　reached orgasm . 　　"Mmm...mmm

...

Breathing heavily, he was utterly bewildered. Looking at her lewd state, Murakoshi smiled with satisfaction; at the same time, he pondered
more interesting ways to play.

But, as the saying goes, don't pursue a cornered enemy. The other swimmers might return at any time.

Although he still wanted to perform oral sex on her cherry-like vulva… no, if he could steal this girl
's first kiss, something even more shocking would likely happen. With this in mind, Murakoshi released his tongue, which
he still held between his fingers, and began to clean up the mess.

…

About five minutes later, Murakoshi returned to the school building and happened to run into Kurasawa Sanae.

Sanae's panicked face still held an expression of disgust. Needless to say, Sanae's disgust wasn't because she knew
all of Murakoshi's misdeeds. Her understanding was limited to the image and fact that Murakoshi had pulled her tight-fitting
sports pants over his head.

If Sanae knew about Murakoshi's behavior towards her, his perverted treatment of her friend Aya and their homeroom teacher Mayumi
Takasaki, or even what had happened in the locker room, it wouldn't be something that could be resolved with mere disgust
. Even if Sanae were as gentle and docile as she was, she might chop off Murakoshi's head like she was crushing a cockroach
. But right now, she was simply disgusted and afraid of him.

--Although that expression was quite cute, it would get tiresome after a while. Let her make my favorite
expression.

"A missed phone call!"

Murakoshi muttered softly, and then Sanae's face immediately went blank. Her ethereal eyes fell into a drowsy state. She became
a breathing doll.

"Hehehe... First, we need to go somewhere where we won't be seen, Kurasawa."

The two entered an empty classroom. Murakoshi looked at the quietly breathing Sanae and thought that even now,
she was still just as cute; at this moment, Murakoshi finally understood why she was crowned the school beauty.
However , from this moment on, her life will be completely changed. Her youth, her future, and everything else will
take the first step towards becoming Shinta Murakoshi's lover. This has nothing to do with her own wishes, because regardless,
Murakoshi has decided to put his past thoughts into action.

"Ah... Strange? This is... the gymnasium...?" Sanae felt bewildered. Just a moment ago,
she was in the school building corridor, but when she came to her senses, she was already in the gymnasium, with no
memory of coming here.

(What time is it now?) Looking at the deserted gymnasium, she probably felt
that it was quite late. That's right, the sunlight streaming in from the windows had a slightly orange
glow.

"Why did I come here...?" A lonely, muttered voice drifted through
the silent gymnasium, finally disappearing into the air.

When she tried to recall the reason, she realized that she seemed to be looking for a quiet, deserted place.

"Why...?" As if answering herself, a certain power suddenly began to sprout within her.

"I remember now... because I... want to caress myself..." She was alone in the spacious gymnasium
. Perhaps for this reason, Sanae blurted out her thoughts.

"Because I... want to masturbate, that's why I looked for a secluded place... But, why?"

She had masturbated many times before. However, it happened
very infrequently , mostly just touching herself through her clothes on her bed in her room. It was a
feeling of unease mixed with a touch of shyness; afterwards, she would often be
plagued .

This was the first time in her life she had experienced such a strong urge and desire. Moreover, she
was still at school. Sanae felt a burning urge, her heart rate rising rapidly.
The searing heat in her body was gradually expanding.

"No! I...I really want to touch it! But, in a place like this...I can't..."

The burning sensation spread to her breasts and the sensitive tips above. Moreover, a certain desire surging from between her legs
was also gradually spreading outwards. The desire from within was fighting against reason. Sanae was so overwhelmed
that she could hardly breathe and was almost crying. Suddenly, she looked up and her eyes stopped on the door. It was
the door of the gymnasium.

"Ah! If I were there...I wouldn't be...discovered by others..." Even in a
warehouse , there was still the risk of being discovered. However, the unbearable intense itching left Sanae
with no choice but to make a quick decision—she no longer wanted to suppress the burning desire in her heart, and even the sensation of her erect nipples and
clitoris rubbing against the fabric of her body was a dangerous torment.

(Hurry up and get to the warehouse...If I get inside, I can caress you to my heart's content. Hurry up...I want
to touch it quickly!) An incredibly excited voice echoed in her mind. With a little calm reflection, it wouldn't be hard
to see that her belief that the warehouse was a safe place was fundamentally flawed; however,
the urge surging within her numbed her normal judgment.

"Ah...! Haa! Guh... Ahh!" Her entire breasts swelled, her sensitive nipples
pressed so hard by her bra that she could barely breathe. To suppress the itching, she rubbed and kneaded her wrists against her chest, arbitrarily
stimulating them.

"Ah... Haa... Ahh! Ugh!" The stimulation pierced through her back from the front,
creating a sweet, convulsive torrent that coursed through her spine, buttocks, thighs, and genitals.
Part of it, stimulated by the friction of her panties, formed a
pulse that shot from the center of her body, rushing to her peripheral nerves.

"Ahh! I want to touch it... Ahh! I want to touch it, I want to touch it, I really want to touch it!"

(She had to endure until the warehouse at the gymnasium...) This powerful thought sustained Sanae, allowing her to
continue .

And so, the moment she entered the warehouse, the shackles binding Sanae were instantly released: the desire that had accumulated
throughout her body surged forth like a flood. Before she could even close the door, Sanae brazenly spread
her legs and lay sprawled in the enclosed space of the warehouse.

"Ugh! I can touch now! Ahh… finally I can touch!" She even took off her already soaked...
Her panties were making her impatient. With a quick grab, she ripped the thin fabric off, her only goal
being to caress her throbbing, throbbing flesh as soon as possible. Her fingers plunged straight into her lewd opening.

"Ah! Ahhh..."

She felt the panties slip into her groin. The dry air caressed her
lower abdomen, enveloped in the warm, moist air. All the sensations became stimulating elements, causing her lower
body to tremble unconsciously. Sanae trembled with satisfied anticipation, impatiently reaching for her groin,
letting hand slip hastily under the panties.

Just as her fingertips unexpectedly touched the clitoris encased in its honeyed flesh... "

Gurgle... Ahhh! Uh-huh! Ahh ... 　　Unable to resist the sudden surge of pleasure, Sanae quickly reached her first orgasm. The instant that sweet pleasure pierced through her mind from her lower body, a certain image flashed through her mind. 　　"Ah... um! um... um ah...? Ahhh!" 　　Before confirming this image, driven by the desire for even stronger pleasure, her right hand couldn't help but vigorously rub her vulva; her fingers gripped her already completely soaked lower abdomen, rubbing it forcefully as if pressing . From her pubic bone to her waist, everything was immersed in a wave of pleasure. 　　"Haa... huff... um huff, huff! Ah um! Ah um!" Trembling cries resonated from her nose, her mind filled with the pleasure of masturbation. Sanae was shocked by her own wantonness. Despite the shock, she still indulged in masturbation without hesitation; as if it were the most natural thing in the world, she caressed her sensitive areas . She repeatedly teased the swollen, engorged labia with her fingertips. 　　"Mmm! Ah! Ahh... Ahh... Glug! Harder... Ahhh!" 　　The obscene nectar flowed freely, the pink, alluring flesh blooming into a radiant flower. She inserted her fingers into the newly opened petals, gently rubbing the beautiful mucous membrane with her fingertips. The air was filled with lewd "glug- glug sounds. The movements of her fingers changed from gentle rubbing to forceful pressing, haphazardly stirring the entrance to the honeypot. 　　The lewd sounds echoing throughout the warehouse showed that Sanae's masturbation had become uncontrollable. Sanae was lost in the ecstasy of playing beautiful, lewd tunes. 　　"Ah! Mmm! Ah! Ahh! Mmm-ha! Ah... Ahh! Ahhhh!" Her left hand, gripping her panties , pulled hard, sending stimulating pleasure to her buttocks and clitoris; not only her right fingertips, but even her stimulated waist twisted and writhed in craving for pleasure. 　　"Ahhh... Why... Why am I... doing this... Ahhh!" She had never experienced such intense masturbation. Yet, her fingertips and waist, as if they knew their way around, rubbed and swayed casually . 　　"Mmm-ha! Ugh! Why... Why?" 　　Even this question was completely obliterated by the ecstatic pleasure. Her fingertips, stirring the hot spring, suddenly changed target, directly attacking the engorged and barely visible, adorable, honey-like flesh. The moment her fingers touched the sensitive , protruding fleshy tip, a tingling sensation surged through her lower abdomen, racing wildly within her body, piercing her spine and reaching her brain, instantly shattering Sanae's consciousness. Her entire body stiffened, unable to move, even her breathing temporarily ceased . And then… 　　"Ah! Ugh! Ugh! Ah… Ahhhhh…!" Sanae reached an unprecedented climax, unable to control herself for a long time, gushing copious amounts of love fluid from between her lips. 　　"Ugh! Ah, ah! Ah… Ahhh… Ah… Ahhhh…" Sanae trembled and shook, when suddenly an image flashed through her mind . Instantly, the phantom of someone flashed through Sanae's mind again. 　　"Huh…? Mura… Murakoshi? Huh? Why… why? Hah, why?" After experiencing the peak of climax, Murakoshi's image emerged even more vividly. His lewd, bespectacled eyes and instantly erect penis… 　　“Ugh…no, no…! Ah! Ugh! Oh my! Impossible!” Confusion and disgust sent chills down her spine. Even fear welled up within her. Despite this, her right hand began to play with her vulva again; as if extracting lubricant from her flesh, her bent fingers plunged intensely into her bud, engaging in a series of probing movements. 　　“Ugh! Ha, ah! Ugh! Ugh!” Having already reached orgasm, Sanae’s clitoris had become even more sensitive. The slightest movement brought her immense ecstasy. All her thoughts melted into a vortex of lust. 　　Ten times…ten times…I must reach…only then… This thought suddenly surfaced in her mind. 　　"Huh? Ten times... Why...?" 　　(Why ten times? Why, why does it have to be ten times?) This confusion and shock were completely overwhelmed by the next wave of intense pleasure surging through her body. 　　"Ah! I'm... I'm coming... I'm going to come! Ugh... Ah... I'm coming... I'm coming, I'm coming !" 　　At the moment of climax, the image of Murakoshi reappeared in Sanae's mind. 　　"Ah! Why? Ah, ugh! Why, how could this be... Ah!" The ultimate pleasure and the image of Murakoshi were imprinted in Sanae's mind. Further, it reached her trembling, pleasurable vagina . 　　"No! How, how could this be... Why? Why..." For the first time in Sanae's life, she felt nauseous. Just as she was about to reach her climax, the face of Muragoshi, the one she feared most, appeared ; the feeling was indescribable, except for terror. However, her right hand and waist relentlessly surged towards the next wave of orgasm. Completely oblivious to Sanae's consciousness… 　　"Hoo…ha…ha…haaaah…um…ahaaah…" 　　(Ah…why? Could it be…no way…that I…how could this be, how could ?) This thought sent chills down Sanae's spine. But, as she approached her sixth orgasm, all the confusion, fear, and even terror vanished.

Lost without a trace. Only the moment of joy and pleasure intertwined remained.

"Ahhh! I can't take it anymore... Ahhh... Ughhh... Ah... It's coming again! I'm coming, I'm going to
come! Ahhh... Ughhhhhh... Ughhhhh..."

The climax, and the phantom of Murakoshi that appeared in her mind during the climax. Unconsciously, it had been deeply imprinted in
her mind, which was confused by pleasure; not only that, Sanae even began to suspect that the sweetness and pleasure
flowing through her body were all brought to her by Murakoshi.

"Ahhh... Harder! Ah... Ah... Ahhh! This... Here! It feels so good!"

Wave after wave of climax, Sanae experienced the pleasure of being conquered countless times, and
the image of Murakoshi appeared in her mind again and again. When she reached

the masturbation standard she had set for herself, that is, the final tenth time, her fingertips and genitals
were already wrinkled from being soaked in love juice. The pleasure that arose from it formed a force that reverberated deeper within her body
, a profound joy that echoed throughout the deepest recesses of her womb. Sanae's worldview was thus altered.

"Ah! Muragoshi... Muragoshi... um... I like you... I like you so much! Ahh!
Ahhh! Deep... deep... um... deeper! Guh... um... umhhhh..." She pinched and rubbed
the hardened, shrunken clitoris, making a rustling sound as she massaged the inner edge of the opening, simply to make sexual pleasure and
love juices flow continuously. This superficial pleasure, mixed with the deep joy within, spread
throughout her entire body. Adding to the increasingly beautiful phantom of Muragoshi, they all rushed towards...

"Mmm...mmm...oh...oh...ooh...I like it...ah...mmm! I like it so much
! I like it! I'm coming, I'm coming! I'm going to come...mmm...ooh..." The cute bud
grew rapidly in such a short time, becoming twice its original size; the swollen, blood-red clitoris was being pinched
and twisted by fingers. Such actions seemed to be the key to reaching orgasm.

"I like you! I like you! Ah! I'm coming! I'm going to come! I'm coming! I'm going to come!" Although she
didn't say it was the last time, Sanae's lustful lips had already experienced several orgasms.

"Ah...it feels so good...Mura, Muragoshi...Muraagoshi..." Sanae was immersed in
the afterglow , her whole body feeling exhausted.

Muragoshi, standing at the warehouse entrance, was now staring at her lewdness.

It was going even more smoothly than expected. Murakoshi manipulated Sanae, making her suddenly crave masturbation and
leading her to believe she could achieve release in the gym's storage room. Then, as she climaxed,
Murakoshi's image appeared in her mind, forcing her to believe she subconsciously liked him.

Everything proceeded according to the plan… no, according to the instructions.

Watching Sanae completely succumb to lust, Murakoshi chuckled to himself with satisfaction.

Soon after, Sanae, having straightened her disheveled clothes, emerged from the storage room. She still carried the scent of a young girl, her steps unsteady. It's understandable that
anyone would stagger after experiencing ten orgasms while standing . 　　Seeing Murakoshi, Sanae seemed quite shocked, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. However, the previous look of disgust was gone from her face. "Ah! Murakoshi… Murakoshi… uh… ah… haa…" Sanae immediately blushed, her body trembling uncontrollably. She was probably still immersed in the afterglow of pleasure. 　　"Are you feeling unwell, Kurasawa?" 　　"N-no, it's nothing...it's nothing...but...but...that..." 　　"Well then, see you tomorrow. Bye-bye..." 　　Ignoring Sanae's attempts to stop him, Murakoshi walked out of the gymnasium as if nothing had happened. 　　After all, things shouldn't be rushed. Murakoshi was quite looking forward to seeing how much torment . Who knows, Sanae might not be able to resist the suffocating pleasure and masturbate again—because having already tasted the sweetness, it would be difficult for her to get off at the last minute! (IV) Fog Filter 　　Takasaki Mayumi, in order to be able to take the right action at any time, has developed the habit . 　　Anyway, she will inherit her father's business sooner or later and become the leader of the Zaibatsu. This fact was already destined from the moment Mayumi was born; it was her mission as a descendant of the Takasaki family. At this stage, Mayumi isn't considering marriage. She'll only consider it 　　when a capable and respectable man appears ; however, she's never encountered such a man. All men seem superficial and easily seen through to her. For her, the temporary job of a teacher is something she enjoys. If it weren't for the internal investigation, Mayumi would be a teacher beloved by her students. 　　(The students in her class are all lovely children. But…) Mayumi thought to herself, except for that male student—Murakoshi Shinta. 　　(Actually, a closer look would reveal that he's the most dangerous guy. The way he looks at me and the female students … no, deep within his eyes, which seem to look at all women, lies a madness. Not only should I get angry and teach him a lesson, but I also need to correct his behavior before he enters society…) Mayumi felt a chill, a sudden shiver running down her spine; the chill might be due to the temperature in the counseling room, or perhaps a strange fear of the boy Murakoshi—she couldn't tell. 　　(But something feels off… I only feel a warm sensation in my lower body…) Suddenly, Mayumi realized why; she was not only completely naked, but also straddling someone . 　　“Hurry, hurry… now we’re going to make love! I’ve already taken off your clothes. I’m very sensitive to the cold, so I’m only showing my penis. Never mind that, let’s have some fun !” 　　The person beneath her spoke to Mayumi’s back. The familiar voice belonged to Murakoshi Shinta . He lay sprawled on the floor, leering at Mayumi’s back as she straddled him. 　　“Murakoshi! What are you doing! Ah! My… I can’t move! Why?”

"Of course it's the same as before... After I hypnotize you, you can only follow my instructions
."

Mayumi, mocked like this, was slowly awakening the hateful memories in her mind. She remembered
being , letting Murakoshi touch her body, being completely naked, even masturbating in front of him...
all the memories were vivid.

Mayumi didn't remember everything. The reason for this was that Mayumi didn't understand
why to figure out the reason, she was still completely confused. This was
understandable, because when Murakoshi visited Mayumi in the guidance room, he
deliberately hypnotized her to make her recall only certain specific memories. Leaving that aside for now...

"Ugh! Guh... I... I hate it! I... I actually!" Affected by her emotions, she
stammered . Mayumi felt an unprecedented anger and humiliation, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Your explanations of the female body and masturbation were excellent before, but this time, you have to
give a proper performance!"

The words of Murakoshi, and the sensation of his penis pressing against her lower abdomen, left Mayumi stunned.
Looking down with bated breath, she saw the tip of that hideous weapon pressing against her defenseless and completely exposed virgin territory!
Beneath Mayumi's body, a monstrous snake was raising its head to look at her. The first time she had seen a male genital organ,
it so horrifying and unpleasant; she couldn't believe it existed in this
world.

"W-Don't joke around! Someone... arrest him!"

"With your appearance, you can't be called a virgin, right? But... you do have a beautiful hymen
!"

Mayumi was speechless. The humiliating memory of Murakoshi's actual female body lecture prevented her from thinking
rationally . Mayumi knew she was now caught in a vortex of hysteria.

"So, next, it's time for the memorable opening ceremony. No… to be Takasaki-
sensei 's first man is truly an honor!" Even so, Murakoshi himself was
a virgin. Therefore, for him, Mayumi was his first woman.

Since acquiring the hypnosis induction machine, Murakoshi had been experiencing the effects of hypnosis firsthand
, and now he finally decided to try it out himself; that is, he was no longer confined to fantasy but had entered the stage of
practical application.

Murakoshi chose Mayumi as his initial target because in teacher-student relationships,
the teacher is usually required to take full responsibility. Murakoshi had even meticulously considered the potential risks; moreover,
in order to have a relationship with Mayumi, he secretly slipped into the guidance room during lunch break.

"Well then… sit down slowly."

His lower back sank down as he squatted. Although Mayumi desperately tried to break free, she just couldn't
stop .

"Ah! No...please don't...no! Stop...stop it! Ahh..."

It was unbelievable that even in this state, Mayumi's honeyed cleft was still wet.
With a "gurgling" sound, Murakoshi's tip burrowed into the crevice of her tender flesh, the glans
pushing deep into the stretched honeyed cleft.

"Heh gurgling! gurgling...woo woo woo woo woo...!" "Ah gurgling!

woo...woo woo woo woo woo...!"

The intense expansion made Mayumi gasp for breath. A large object, far larger than a finger,
forcefully stretched open her soft lips.

"Oh! There's a strong resistance at the entrance. If my hymen breaks, it'll be terrible!"

(No...don't let it break! I don't want to be defiled! Especially since the other person is an untrustworthy and
disrespectful man, the worst man in history!)

The problem is, this is rape, a clear crime!

"Alright! It'll hurt anyway, so just sit down all at once!"

Instantly, Mayumi's body moved without hesitation, completely ignoring
her own will, following Murakoshi's instructions.

"Hagu! Ah... Ahhh! It hurts, it hurts so much... Ahgu! Ahhh..."

A "squeak, squeak" sensation, like tender flesh about to tear, rushed straight to her head. Her whole body convulsed violently; pain,
disgust, help, stop... fragments of rejection and pleading kept flashing through Mayumi's mind.

"It feels so incredibly good... the more your vagina trembles and resists, the tighter the penis gets squeezed!"

(I'm not willing... I'm not willing! This guy...)

casually and ruthlessly, directly invaded her virgin territory; and, moreover, the one who personally invited the wolf into the house
was Mayumi herself. Such a cruel fact filled her with regret, utterly unforgivable!

"Gurgle... Haa... Ugh! It's... It's coming again... Ahh!" No matter how much she resisted,
her waist wouldn't obey her commands and continued to do as it pleased. The trembling and throbbing hot penis thrust deep into her vagina
. Endless pain continued to torment Mayumi.

"Just stab it all the way in, all the way in!"

"Gurgle! No, no... It can't go any further! It can't go any further! Stop it
... Ah! Ugh... It hurts so much... My stomach... It hurts so much!"

Mayumi felt the tip of the penis forcing open her cervix. The dull, heavy impact inside her uterus made Mayumi faint from the pain. Even so, the pain didn't end there. Further, after being penetrated by a hard object
several centimeters long , her waist finally stopped moving. 　　"I've inserted it all the way in, base and all. I've taken your virginity! It'll probably never come back !" 　　It wasn't because Mayumi had high standards of chastity. It was simply because she hadn't met the right person yet. Even so, Mayumi felt like she'd been stripped of everything; the bitterness and humiliation made the sense of loss even more desolate, and her heart was filled with too much resentment. 　　Mayumi felt her consciousness gradually cooling down, "I will never... forgive you..." 　　"So, you mean you'll never forget my penis? Hehehe..." 　　(I want to kill you!) If resentment could really kill, Mayumi might have shot Murakoshi without hesitation right now.

"Look closely at the point of intercourse, and remember it. Because it's an indelible fact."

Her gaze involuntarily drifted to that spot. Staring at the crotch, at
the center of the ravaged petals, a fleshy rod smeared with melon blood was deeply inserted between the budding core. Witnessing this horrific
and grotesque , her cooled consciousness began to waver violently once more. A tearing pain
spread from the budding core to the depths of her vagina; the deepest part of her uterus was forcibly pushed open, the oppressive, suffocating feeling seeming to emphasize
the fact of intercourse with Murakoshi, and the mockery of losing her virginity.

"Waaaaah! Ahh! No...no! I don't want to...ahhhhhh..."

"It'll still be a little uncomfortable, but it's about time to start thrusting. You'll get used to it soon
. Okay! Start thrusting up and down with your waist! Remember not to let the penis slip out."

"Ah...ahhh...ah ha...wooaaah! Ahhhhh! Ah...ah ah! Guuu!"

A strong shock surged from her lower body along her spine to her head. In an instant, she almost completely lost consciousness.
Her waist was thrusting up and down violently, rubbing against her own secret place; her consciousness was clearly in a hazy state,
but in order to prevent the penis that was greedily devouring her body from breaking free, she deliberately adjusted the height of her waist.

"Waaaah! It's too tight, it feels completely numb!" Murakoshi exclaimed with pleasure.

However, the lingering pain and regret drove Mayumi almost mad. "Enough! No! Ugh
! No... Stop... It hurts so much! Ugh..."

At this moment, Murakoshi's penis was boasting its fierce length. The glans repeatedly pierced the cervix, and
the base of the penis slammed against her vagina. The impact that resounded through her pubic bone surged through her entire body.

"Such a narrow passage, it makes me experience the pleasure of invading a woman's body. It feels so good... Teacher!"

In contrast to Murakoshi, who couldn't help but sigh, Mayumi was completely devoid of pleasure. Only the violence dominated by
pain and anguish continued to ravage her. In short, this behavior was nothing but rape.

"Ugh! Murakoshi... I swear... I will definitely kill you... Ugh... Kill you!"
Mayumi rebuked Murakoshi with all her might; even though he had raped and taken her virginity, her heart could not be
taken away by him—this was Mayumi's only belief at this moment.

"Oh dear... are you really in that much pain? I feel a little bad about it. Only I
feel comfortable... you can stop now, waist."

With that, the shameless Murakoshi said nonchalantly, and Mayumi's waist finally came to a standstill. However, Murakoshi
's penis remained deeply inserted. Mayumi's discomfort didn't change at all; although
the numbing pain persisted, Mayumi seemed calmer.

"Haa... hoo hoo! Haa... you beast! I'll make you regret this!" "

If you get this angry all the time, you'll get more wrinkles. If it's just more vaginal fluid,
that's more like it. Well then, let me give Takasaki-sensei a special gift..."

"Ah! What do you want to... do...? Ah! Ah!"

Murakoshi's fingers touched Mayumi's anus.

"Hands, fingers! Stop...stop it...! Take it away from me!"

Behind the pierced secret chamber, a trembling bud still blooms. As if trying to rub into the core,
fingers push inward relentlessly. Just as a tremor surges through her body, a
strange pleasure wells up deep within.

"Eh...ah, ooh...? Ah ha...haaah! Ooh!" It feels so warm, sending
a tingling sensation through her entire body.

(Eh...why...I...?)

"One more time. Ouch...so tight."

"Ah haaah! Huff...uh...haaah! Ah huff!"

When the foreign object invades her anus, a strange, warm feeling of happiness immediately fills her heart.

(Why? But, it's so blissful...) However, in that fleeting moment of bliss, as soon as the fingers
are removed, the feeling vanishes,
replaced .

"Ugh! What...why is this? What...what's going on...?"

"It's the happiness button. When I invade Takasaki-sensei's little hole on her butt, she feels incredibly
happy...By the way, if you insert your finger deeper into her anus, you'll feel even happier!
Look..." Murakoshi's finger haphazardly pushed and shoved into her budding core.

"Ugh! No...no! Don't dig around like that!" As soon as the finger entered, she experienced an
indescribable feeling. A pervasive sense of pleasure, overflowing with happiness.

"Ah...ah...why...ah-ha-um!" If it were pain or distress,
Mayumi could endure it, because she could simply transform the pain into anger or hatred; however, Mayumi was
helpless against the feeling of happiness. The muscles in her cheeks gradually relaxed, and the feeling of happiness was fully displayed on her face.

"No, no! This...no! Ah...ah..." Mayumi's words contradicted her
feelings; at this moment, she felt absolutely no disgust, hatred, or rejection. However, the moment Murakoshi pulled his finger out,
the blissful feeling vanished. An overwhelming surge of anger and hatred immediately followed.

"Ugh...! This... this... ugh ugh!"

"Now, let's make love again. Remember to twist your waist up and down. Even faster than before
!"

"Ah! I... can't take it anymore... no! Ah ugh! Ahh..." His waist began
to sway involuntarily again, the maddening pain and agony resuming; however, this time it was different from before
. Murakoshi's finger was firmly pressed against the "happiness button."

"Ah! No, your finger! Take it off... ah!"

As he sat down, the clitoris touched his finger. A blissful feeling immediately enveloped him.
But as he lifted his waist and the finger left, pain, disgust, and hatred returned, the sensations fluctuating wildly.
The pain of the penis churning inside his vagina, and the pressure pushing against his uterus, spread throughout his body. Then, an overwhelming sense of happiness washed over her.

"No! Waaah... Ahh! Ahh! Waaah!"

Disgust, joy, pain, relief, hatred, extreme happiness. No, that feeling is... I don't know.
Unbeknownst to her, Murakoshi's fingers had already penetrated deep into the budding bud on her buttocks, and the feeling of bliss gradually intensified.

"Ah...ah...ah...whoosh...ah!"

"It must feel pretty good, right? It's all sticky now!"

"No, no...no...ah..." Mayumi vehemently denied it, yet
felt incredibly happy. Murakoshi's penis dug and stirred the vaginal walls, bringing a powerful pressure to the cervix. This
pleasurable comfort spread throughout her body; although painful, it was also joyful. Although repulsive, it was also reassuring. A thick fog gradually formed in her mind
, her consciousness became hazy, and the only thing she could clearly feel was "happiness."

"Ah! How could this be... No... Ah! Huff! Guh! Ahh!"

"Teacher, are you happy? I'm so happy. Because your fingers are tightly wrapped around me and sucked inside
!" Murakoshi's fingers had even penetrated deep into her anus, reaching the first joint, and Mayumi was filled with an incomparable
sense of happiness.

"Ah... Guh! No...! Don't talk nonsense, you're talking nonsense...!"

Even so, Mayumi was still stubborn and refused to admit it. In fact, she was fully enjoying the feeling of
happiness . Not only the feeling of expanding deeper into her body, but also the feeling of penetrating her cervix, and
the feeling of being violently hit in the pubic bone...

"Ah ha! Ya ya um! Ah ah! Uh wu wu, ah ah! Ah gu wu! Ha ah ah ah um!"

"Oh dear, I'm going to ejaculate soon. Like a flood..."

No way, he's going to ejaculate directly inside her vagina like that? Mayumi felt panicked.

"No! How could you do this... Ahh... No...! Haa!"

"Oh dear... Even if I ejaculate inside today, unfortunately, the chances of you getting pregnant are very low, right
!"

Today is indeed not a dangerous day. That being said, ejaculating inside the vagina will naturally cause Mayumi to feel a strong sense of
rejection.

"Well then, I'm going to ejaculate! I'll ejaculate directly inside your vagina! When I reach the deepest point, I'll stop
thrusting , but remember to clench tightly! Squeeze out every last drop of my semen!"

When the penis reached the deepest point, it suddenly stopped moving. Mayumi could feel her cervix swallowing
the tip of Murakoshi's penis, "Ahh... No! Ejaculate inside... No! Ah... It's tightening... It's tightening
by itself!"

"Wow... It's really tightening... I'm going to ejaculate! Ejaculate..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murakoshi buried his fingers, including the base of his fingers, into Mayumi's anus. In the next
instant , the lustful penis exploded spectacularly deep inside her vagina, spraying a large amount of semen onto the uterine wall.
A powerful sense of bliss instantly enveloped Mayumi.

"Wh-how could this be! You ejaculated inside...my vagina...ah! It feels so good...ah
ha!" Her trembling body began to spasm. Her vagina trembled slightly, becoming tighter and tighter. Mayumi's consciousness had long since
vanished, a corner of her heart knowing that this was an orgasm. It should have been her first experience,
yet...

"No...how could this be...ha! No...gurgle! Ya, ya! Uh ah ah ah
um ! Ah ya! Ah ah ah..."

(After receiving Murakoshi's filthy semen, she actually orgasmed...how could this be? And she even felt so
happy!)

...

In the guidance room during lunch break, the forced unfolding of humiliation, hatred, and intense pain, along with the
incomparably blissful feast, finally came to an end.

*** *** *** ***

Before her classmates left school one by one to go home, Sanae Kurasawa remained quietly in the classroom.

No, to be precise, only one classmate remained in the classroom—Murakoshi.

Sanae's eyes darted towards him furtively from time to time. Murakoshi would occasionally glance at her as well. They waited until only the two of them were left in
the classroom —an unspoken understanding between them. Soon, seeing that the time was right, Sanae
got up and walked towards Murakoshi.

"Murakoshi…would you like to go home together?"

So this was what Sanae had been waiting for. Murakoshi shrugged with a wry smile, "Ah…okay!"

"That's great…I can actually go home with you…"

Ever since what happened in the gymnasium's storage room yesterday, Sanae had been preoccupied with Murakoshi.
The culprit who set the trap, Murakoshi, clearly felt Sanae's gaze, yet deliberately kept pulling away from her. Now
, finally, with only the two of them left in the classroom, Sanae finally found an opportunity to speak to him.

In his meticulously planned scheme, Murakoshi intended to take Sanae's virginity after school today. To this end,
he even used hypnotic commands to temporarily distract his girlfriend, Yano Midori. Eliminating unnecessary obstacles beforehand
was a fundamental principle.

Stepping out of the school gate, Murakoshi spoke to Sanae walking beside him, like a couple in love.

"Next, shall we go to Sanae's house?"

"Huh? To my house?"

Even though Murakoshi called her by her nickname, Sanae didn't mind at all. On the contrary, she felt happy. Being called by one's nickname by
someone naturally brings joy… However, she found Murakoshi's suggestion somewhat
unacceptable.

"You don't want to?"

"No… I'm certainly happy you want to come to my house, but…" Sanae gave an ambiguous
reply .

After confirming that no one was around, Murakoshi whispered, "A missed phone call."

Instantly, Sanae fell asleep. So, taking advantage of the situation, Murakoshi gave the order, instructing Sanae to invite him to her
house. He was no longer interested in playing dating games. A straightforward solution was his style.

After rousing Sanae from her slumber, Murakoshi again expressed his desire to go to her house.

"Murakoshi, are you really willing to come to my house? I'm so happy!"

"Then, let's go."

-- Let's go to her room and take her virginity. How dare she seduce a man to her house, what a bad girl.
Heh...

*** *** *** ***

Sanae's house was located in a quiet residential area. Although it was surrounded by houses,
her house was much larger than a typical detached house.

"This is my house. But, I feel a little
embarrassed "

(There's something even more embarrassing about your house!) Murakoshi secretly mocked her.

At Sanae's invitation, Murakoshi walked confidently through the Kurasawa family's door. It seemed that
Sanae let the wolf in. Filled with anticipation, Murakoshi's heart pounded with excitement.

"I'm home, Mom!"

As Murakoshi was led from the entrance hall to the living room, he happened to run into Sanae's mother.

"You're back, Sanae. Oh... is he your friend?"

"Yes, he's a classmate... Murakoshi Shinta."

"Thank you for taking care of Sanae. I'm her mother, Kurasawa Shinobu. Hello."

"Hello..."

Kurasawa Shinobu looked younger than her actual age and was a stunningly beautiful woman with an extraordinary aura. It was obvious at a
glance that Sanae resembled her mother. Even so, she possessed a charm different from her daughter's;
rather than a mother, she exuded a mature, feminine allure. Murakoshi unconsciously snorted.

"From now on, please take good care of Sanae and continue to be her good friend!" Kurasawa Shinobu
said with a gentle smile.

While Murakoshi nodded in agreement, he knew perfectly well that their relationship had already surpassed "friendship."
He secretly thought: I also want to build a good relationship with you.

However…

"Um, I know it's rare for you to come to our house, but…"

Just as Shinobu was halfway through her sentence, a man's voice came from the hallway: "Hey! Are you ready yet
? It's almost time to leave!"

Taken aback, Murakoshi was speechless; before him stood… Sanae's father.

"Hmm? Who is this child?"

"This is Shinta Murakoshi. Sanae's classmate."

"Is that so? I am Sanae's father, my name is Yosuke Kurasawa. Oh dear... this is really unfortunate,
our whole family has some important business to attend to and we are about to leave." Yosuke, who had the
air , said without a smile.

"Murakoshi, I'm so sorry. Sanae, have you forgotten that something happened at home today?"

"I haven't forgotten, but... is it not okay for me to be home alone?"

"How can you make such a decision?"

Hearing Yosuke's unyielding tone, Sanae lowered her head in annoyance. "I... I know...
I'm sorry ..."

"Murakoshi, you should know, right? How can I allow my daughter to be alone
in a room with a boy her own age? I believe anyone with a brain can understand this basic principle, right?"

"Yes, it is indeed a reasonable request for parents." Although he answered like this,
Murakoshi was furious inside. What kind of person has a brain? Go eat shit!

"Well, it's good that you understand. Well then, we should get ready to go out."

"I'm really sorry. I must invite you to visit again next time I have time!"

Yosuke was arrogant and conceited, while Shinobu smiled apologetically. Sanae
looked .

"I'm so sorry... Murakoshi."

"It's nothing, I won't mind."

Having taken Sanae's virginity, he'd have to find another opportunity. Murakoshi left the Kurasawa family.

Although his initial plan had failed, Murakoshi, who had already taken Mayumi's virginity during lunch break, wasn't particularly bothered, just as he
'd said . Knowing about Sanae's family was a huge
gain for him.

A strict, old-fashioned father and a gentle, refined mother, plus a model student daughter—an
ideal family, like a painting. How
wonderful !

Just thinking about it made his penis incredibly excited, and besides, her beautiful mother—a "married woman"
was also a good choice.

On his way home, Murakoshi happened to run into Kitagawa Aya, who was heading home from school.

Murakoshi called out to her. Kitagawa Aya, noticing him, glared at him fiercely.

"What's up, Murakoshi? Why are you calling me so affectionately!"

Aya remained defiant, adopting a provocative attitude. Murakoshi shrugged and slowly recited the hypnotic
key phrase. In no time, Aya's consciousness was enveloped in layers of thick fog. Then,
like a spider weaving its web, Murakoshi carefully issued commands to her, who was now in a deep sleep. "Strange? What's going on?" Awakening from her slumber, Aya was shocked

to see Murakoshi walking beside her . 　　"Is something wrong, Aya?" 　　(What the hell?! How dare he call me by my first name!) Anger flared within her, Aya said, "No... nothing. I was just thinking... I'm really happy !" 　　(Huh! What... what am I saying?) Aya was bewildered by her own words. 　　Muragoshi, with a grin, glanced at her teasingly, "Haha, really? Don't be so mushy!" 　　"Hehe, because I like Muragoshi the most!" 　　"Hey, hey, hey! Someone might hear us!" " 　　So what if they hear! Muragoshi, I like you the most!" 　　What was going on? She couldn't believe she was acting so uncontrollably, so frequently fawning over Muragoshi. Despite feeling disgust and hatred, Aya's body was leaping with joy. 　　(Is this a daydream? It must be a nightmare!) Aya desperately tried to convince herself it was a dream. 　　But reality seemed to mock her; the two flirted and teased each other as they walked to Aya's door. To an outsider, they looked like any other couple. And so, the next nightmare was about to begin.

Looking at her.

"Aya..."

"Ah, Yu! You just got back?"

After nodding, Aya's childhood friend, Yu Sehara, looked surprised and secretly glanced at
Murakoshi. "Excuse me... who is this?"

"He's my classmate, Shinta Murakoshi. We're dating."

(No... no!) Aya screamed inwardly. However, her screams didn't come out
.

"Dating...?"

(It's a lie! Don't believe it! It's all not true...) Facing the speechless
and Yu, Aya cried out inwardly, but her thoughts didn't reach his ears.
She was incredibly frustrated and wanted to cry.

However, ignoring Aya's true feelings, Murakoshi couldn't help but smile. Seeing Murakoshi
's grinning face, Kitagawa Aya felt a surge of hatred, a desire to kill him. "Yeah, he's my most precious
boyfriend! Murakoshi, this is Sehara Yu. He lives next door. He's also my childhood friend, someone I've
known "

"Oh... hello there. Aya, you've always taken care of me. So, you're her childhood friend
..."

"Ugh, Murakoshi! Don't make unfounded accusations. He's really just my childhood friend!"

(No! Yu, I'm... help me!) Aya felt a heart-wrenching pain, as if her heart was being torn apart.

"Well then, Aya, Yu, I should probably go home now."

"Eh, you're going home? What a pity... I was planning to stay in the room with you..."

She felt as if she had once again caused Yu to misunderstand her words. Aya felt incredibly regretful and sad.
However , she would be free once Murakoshi went home. She had to clear up the misunderstanding as soon as possible! However…

“Goodbye, my Murakoshi. Remember the farewell kiss, give me one!”

Aya was startled, and Yuu in front of her stared wide-eyed, speechless. Only Murakoshi laughed
heartily . Moreover, Aya’s body, acting on its own, reached out and cupped Murakoshi’s face, bringing it
closer to her own cheek.

(Ugh! I didn’t want to do this! No! I haven’t kissed anyone yet… I haven’t even kissed
Yuu!) Aya cried out inwardly. She had originally planned to give her first kiss to Yuu, but
fate had played a cruel trick on her, and she had chosen to give
her first kiss to the enemy she hated most in the world, right in front of Yuu. This was an absolute nightmare; and then, the nightmare became a reality.

(Please! Someone… someone please save me! Yuu…)

Unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned, and Aya’s prayers were not answered.

(V) Half Bitter

"Hey...Murakoshi, wait for me."

As soon as it was lunch break, Yano Midori came over and called out to Muragoshi.

(What's going on...? Now everyone's found out!) Muragoshi gestured with his eyes and
walked out of the classroom.

Luckily, the classmates didn't seem to notice. Then, Midori followed.

(Looks like she's asking me to go eat lunch with her again, right? Even if that's the case, I have to refuse. It's
almost time to focus on the hypnosis activity. First, I need to take her somewhere that won't attract attention.)

...

"I'm sorry for greeting you suddenly in the classroom. But, I have something I want to ask you...
" Midori, who was still wearing her Seika Academy uniform, said when they reached the top floor of the school.

"Murakoshi... I feel like you're not very happy dating me..."

Now that things have come to this, Muragoshi shrugged helplessly. From the beginning, he decided to date Midori because he was looking for
a subject ; it had nothing to do with whether he was happy or not. Murakoshi replied dismissively,
"That's not true at all. But if I said I wasn't happy at all with you,
what would you do then? Would you stop seeing me? I personally don't care."

Midori looked stunned and remained silent, head bowed. Murakoshi thought that if he could take this opportunity
to break up , it wouldn't be a bad thing; the "love game" would be over. In reality, Murakoshi had a new
girlfriend—Kurazawa Sanae.

Facing the sorrowful, silent Midori, Murakoshi shrugged and planned to turn and leave.

"Wait, wait a minute…please, wait a minute!"

Murakoshi stopped and looked back. Seeing that Midori was gazing into his deep eyes behind his glasses, she said, "I
really like you... I'd do anything... I want to be with you, please!"

(What does "would do anything" mean? Would she open her body for me? That seems unlikely
.)

Perhaps sensing Murakoshi's feelings, Midori walked towards him without hesitation. Then...

"Mmm... mmm!" Suddenly, Midori hugged Murakoshi and gently pressed her lips to his.

It was less of a kiss and more like a tight embrace.
The slightly childish gesture suggested it was her first kiss. But it was just her first kiss; it didn't
move Murakoshi's heart.

However, speaking of Murakoshi's first kiss, it had only happened yesterday. And judging from his
situation, his first sexual experience predates his first kiss. If it was
a , it was more extensive than anyone else's. Therefore, Murakoshi shifted from passive to active, letting his tongue
slide into Midori's soft lips, licking haphazardly inside her mouth; especially with his practical experience of deep kissing, Kitagawa Aya
had become his experimental subject.

"Mmm! Mmm... mmm, mmm! Mmm... mmm! Mmm, mmm..."

Murakoshi, who had initially been indifferent and dismissive, was immediately surprised by Midori's level of acceptance. Midori
closed her eyes tightly, enduring the other's tongue's aggressive intrusion into her mouth. Murakoshi received Midori's reaction, taking it as
a challenge to himself, to see how much she could endure. So he explored Midori's mouth more intensely with the tip of his tongue.

"Mmm! Mmm... mmm... mmm... mmm...!"

After pushing aside Midori's tongue, which was tense and curled up, he sucked on the base of her tongue forcefully, as if squeezing it dry.
The tight grip on Murakoshi's arms gradually loosened. When his tongue plunged deep into her throat, she felt
a wave of dizziness, her body stiffening.

Her cheeks flushed, and sweat beaded on her forehead. Although she felt like she was on the verge of death, Midori continued to
endure . Then, Murakoshi went a step further, deliberately holding his saliva

in his mouth and letting it flow into Midori's mouth through his lips. "Mmm...mmmmm...mmm! Mmm...mmm gulp...mmm gulp!" Murakoshi, feeding her mouthful after mouthful of thick saliva, pressed his tongue against Midori's tongue, forcing the saliva down her throat. Midori's legs seemed to go weak, her limbs rapidly losing strength. 　　(Have you reached your limit? Hurry up, move your mouth away and spit it out!) 　　However... 　　"Mmm...mmm...mmm...gurgle, gurgle gurgle!" 　　Murakoshi was very surprised. Midori's throat gurgled, swallowing all the saliva in her mouth. With long eyelashes fluttering gently 　　"Mmm... Chu... Chu... Chuu ooh! Mmm... Mmm!" A passionate . Their lips, tightly pressed together, moved slightly, their tongues entwining, exploring, and rubbing against each other intensely; their bodies, pressed tightly together, thumped with each other's hearts. What was originally a kiss to subdue Yano Lü had now evolved into a deep kiss filled with pleasure and passion. 　　"Mmm... Mmm... Huff... Mmm... Mmm... Mmm... Huff... Huff..." During their passionate kiss , Xiao Lü occasionally twisted her body, nervously rubbing her lower legs. 　　Noticing the other's reaction, Murakoshi became unconsciously excited. He was especially moved by the full . Their deep kiss, both craving each other, produced an intense pleasure that numbed the brain. 　　"Mmm! Mmm! Guh! Mmm... Mmm... Mmm... Mmm... Mmm..." Finally, Midori reached her limit; her stiff body suddenly trembled and shuddered. 　　(Just one deep kiss was enough to bring her to pleasure!) 　　Still kissing Muragoshi, Midori collapsed into his arms, utterly exhausted. Muragoshi, holding her, felt a surge of joy. No, it should be said that it felt incredibly comfortable. 　　-- Her first kiss had reached this level... without any resistance, but instead, she was deeply immersed in pleasure. I think this girl, Midori, can definitely satisfy my desires to the fullest. 　　"Ah... I... I'm sorry!" Midori, who recovered her senses faster than expected, hurriedly moved away . The stringy substance stuck between their lips was stretched long. Midori didn't wipe it away, but continued to speak. 　　"Doing something like this, you'll definitely think... I'm a strange girl. Suddenly kissing you..." 　　"No, that's not true at all. I thought it was great, the kiss was really wonderful!" 　　"Huh? Really? But... you have to believe me. This is my first time..." 　　"I believe you. It seems like things can continue smoothly between us." 　　As soon as Murakoshi finished speaking, Midori seemed embarrassed, showing a troubled expression. Although she hesitated for a while, she suddenly grabbed the hem of her short skirt in surprise, "Ah! Ugh... I... um... I need to... go to the restroom!" 　　Blushing with embarrassment, Midori ran towards the stairwell. The extremely short pleated skirt rode up with her running and jumping, completely revealing her cute little bottom. Upon closer inspection, a large stain was visible on the top of her panties . 　　Murakoshi watched her leave, ejaculating violently inside his pants. 　　　　　*** *** *** *** 　　Although the fifth period was English, even after hearing the bell ring, Murakoshi remained alone on the rooftop, enjoying the breeze. Once his pants were dry, he calmly returned to the classroom. 　　As expected, the enraged Takasaki Mayumi was already waiting for him in the classroom. Being harshly scolded and subjected to violence was all within his expectations. Moreover, after school, Murakoshi would have to go to the guidance room for another lecture. 　　At this point, only Midori and Sanae showed him any sympathy, which was also as he had anticipated. Everything was within his plan. 　　Yes, Murakoshi deliberately provoked Mayumi. To legitimately enter the guidance room after school, he had to resort to this tactic, avoiding the interference of his lovers, to properly defile Takasaki Mayumi; because he wanted to witness Mayumi's struggle and humiliation. 　　... 　　As soon as the pre-class self-study period ended, Murakoshi was taken to the guidance room by Mayumi. However, she only actually stayed in the guidance room for two or three minutes. 　　"Oh... Teacher. How does it feel?" In the deserted school building, Murakoshi saw Mayumi's naked figure sprawled on all fours. 　　"Ugh! Ugh... Murakoshi!" Just like yesterday, Mayumi, manipulated by hypnotic commands, felt waves of disgust and resistance rising within her at the shameful and humiliating act she had committed, coupled with the loss of her virginity and the current situation she faced. However, she couldn't express her dissatisfaction in a satisfying roar, only managing a few angry moans. 　　"Oh... Don't get so excited. It's such a rare opportunity to experience an outdoor course..." 　　Provoked by Murakoshi, Mayumi suddenly regained her composure. Forced to calm down, Mayumi now recognized her own appearance; seeing herself completely naked, sprawled on the ground like a female dog. Not only that , she was also making a gesture like a male dog raising one leg high when urinating. 　　"I can see everything clearly, teacher. Including your big breasts, your body hair, and your little hole ... and even your recently lost hymen!" 　　"Ugh! No! Don't look! I told you not to look! No... no, ah!" 　　Excitement surged within her. This outrageous behavior drove Mayumi almost insane. However, as soon as Murakoshi said, "Hey, calm down," Mayumi's composure returned. Everything was under Murakoshi's control. 　　"What are you planning to do this time? Have you had enough fun?"

"You're all stripped down like this, how could you not understand? Even if I'm unwilling a thousand times, I still want to see
the teacher relieve himself." Murakoshi cruelly twisted the corner of his mouth.

On the other hand, Mayumi's originally furious face instantly lost all color. "Relieve... relieve himself! Could it be...
could it be that! No... I don't want to!" Knowing it was useless, she still tried to resist. Once
you forget the dignity of humanity, you're no different from a dog.

"Alright, alright. Well then, let's start with peeing."

Suddenly, a strong urge to urinate swept over Mayumi's lower abdomen, and
her skin, exposed to the outdoor air, got goosebumps.

"Ah! No... I don't want to! Waaah! I don't want to pee at all!"
Although she tried her best to hold it in, the chilling cold relentlessly assaulted her entire body. Mayumi felt
the rush of urine from her bladder overwhelming her groin. The limit of her endurance was easily broken.

"Ahhh! No! Stop! Stop it!" A powerful, golden gushing spring splashed
onto the ground with a loud thud.

It was unstoppable! No matter how much he tried to hold back, he couldn't stop it from gushing out; and this entire scene
was witnessed by Murakoshi without a second's interruption.

"Ugh! Hmm, that stinky ammonia smell..."

"No, don't smell it! Oh! Ahhh! I can't take it... No! Stop it!" The urination also
released all the heat from his body. Mayumi shivered as she urinated into a puddle.
Soon, what felt like an eternity, a long time passed, and the gushing spring turned into a gentle drizzle.

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah! How... how could this happen... Waaaaaah!"

(I want to die. I want to kill him!) Large tears streamed down her face.

However, Murakoshi wasn't about to give up. "Well then, next up is poop."

"What! Poop... poop... no!" An indescribable fear gripped Mayumi
's mind.

"Ah, right... remember to describe the feeling of poop in specific words while you're pooping
. Okay, let's begin! Push your poop out!"

"No! Ah! Ouch! Ugh!" Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen again, and
her body involuntarily strained downwards, her anus beginning to twitch.

"My little hole on my butt is twitching! Oh dear, don't describe it so explicitly!"
Because she was repeatedly holding back the feces that were about to spray out of her anus, she felt goosebumps all over her body and
twitched slightly.

"Aww! It's... it's already at the anus! Poop... poop is about to come out! It's about to come out!"
Mayumi noticed Murakoshi's burning gaze and began to sob. Although she didn't want him to see. However, she
felt like a trapped beast struggling.

"Ugh... It's overflowing... The poop is overflowing! It's coming out... It's coming out! Ahh!"
The feces wriggling inside her kept gushing out. She couldn't stop the waves of filth emerging from her anus.

"No! It's coming out! It's pooping out! Stop... I can't stop! Ugh!"

"Teacher, what does your poop look like?"

In her hazy consciousness, she felt her mind was in chaos. But even so, Mayumi continued
to explain : "Hard, hard... It's hard poop! Ugh... My anus is being rubbed by hard poop... It hurts
so much! Ugh... Oh... Ugh... It's so... big! It's so good, it hurts so much!"

"I see, I understand. But... It really smells so bad, right?"

Murakoshi's sarcastic remarks didn't reach Mayumi's ears. Instead, the numbness caused by defecation
traveled from her waist to her spine. As she expelled the highly compressed, dense feces, a sharp pain relentlessly assaulted
her entire anus; cold sweat glistened on her face, reflecting the light of the sweat.

"Ugh... Ugh! Hmm... Hmm... Ah-guh... Ugh... Ugh! Hmm..."
The defecation process was slow and protracted. Even the hardened feces that were expelled flowed smoothly into a long string.

"Ugh! Hah... It's finally over...!"

"That was quite a lot of poop... Did it feel good?"

Even if what Murakoshi said was true, Mayumi's consciousness wanted to deny it. However, what came out of her mouth was
something else: "Ugh...! It feels... really good!"

"Is that so? That's great! Well, thank you for your hard work, you arrogant woman." As soon

as Murakoshi finished speaking, Mayumi's consciousness instantly plummeted into the abyss of darkness. All the humiliation, anger, and
hatred vanished without a trace, forced to be completely forgotten once again; in some ways, that feeling
was more terrifying than death.

Upon regaining her senses, Mayumi's memory didn't forget the humiliation she suffered during the act of relieving herself. As she gasped for breath
, feelings of anger and hatred surged within her. Her emotions erupted instantly, "Damn it, Murakoshi…"

However, she couldn't continue. Even if she wanted to beat him up, her body wouldn't move.

"Didn't I warn you before? Didn't I tell you not to harm me? Besides,
you can't call for help. Whether you speak or write, you can't tell
anyone ."

"Aaaaaaah…! Waaaaaah! Guaaaaah…!" Although she tried several times to lunge at
Murakoshi, her body simply wouldn't move. Completely under Murakoshi's control. Even the stubborn Mayumi
was utterly devastated by this undeniable truth; her sweat-soaked, disheveled hair clung to her face, and her defeated
expression was clearly visible to Murakoshi.

"Please forgive me, I beg you..."

"Whether I forgive you or not depends on what I do, teacher. Am I right?"

"Yes...you're right..." she answered without hesitation. Realizing once again how
cruel , Mayumi cried and vomited.

"Waaah...waaah...waaah...ugh..."

"This is really troublesome. Not only down there, but up there too? Your performance is quite remarkable
!"

It's better to be forced to forget those desperate and tragic memories than to painfully remember them.

(VI) Lover

After school on Saturday, "they" were nowhere to be seen in the classroom.

(Where did they all go?) Murakoshi looked out the window at the school with displeasure. At this point, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to consider
their relationship as that of "girlfriends"...

Murakoshi's class didn't have English class on Saturdays. Because of this, Murakoshi was able
to spend . After the teacher, Takasaki Mayumi,
explained the homework and things to be done to the students, Murakoshi's two "girlfriends," Yano Midori and Kurasawa Sanae, quickly left the classroom;
as for his other "girlfriend," Kitagawa Aya, she had asked for leave from school today due to hypnotic instructions.
This was something Murakoshi had specially sent her away to stay at home for today's plan. Judging

from the shoes, bags, and other personal belongings still on Midori and Sanae's desks and in their lockers, the two of them shouldn't have gone home yet. Since they hadn't gone home, they must have gone to participate in club activities. Although Midori, who had just transferred from another school, hadn't decided which club to join yet, Sanae had already taken on the role of president of the tea ceremony club this semester. 　　After making up his mind, Murakoshi immediately went to the tea ceremony club. 　　As expected, Sanae was indeed there. It was a tea room that combined storage and changing rooms, with tatami mats on the floor. Sanae was wearing a kimono, presumably the tea ceremony club uniform, and was muttering to herself, seemingly trying to motivate herself. 　　After confirming that no one was around, Murakoshi secretly peeked at Sanae from the entrance. 　　(She probably just changed... I wanted to see her alluring appearance while changing, but... never mind. I've never had the chance to see Sanae active in the tea ceremony club before...) Murakoshi quietly observed her. Sanae, dressed in a kimono, was captivating, radiating a beautiful aura. 　　Then, Murakoshi spoke up, "Sanae, what are you doing all by yourself?" 　　"Ah, Murakoshi... There's a tea ceremony performance tomorrow, so I need to prepare in advance today. Especially since I'm the club president, the advisor specifically asked me to help..." 　　In fact, Sanae's knowledge of tea ceremony was even more profound than that of the advisor. Rather than giving incorrect guidance or asking other members for help, it would be smoother to leave it to Sanae alone. The advisor's personal judgment was exactly what Murakoshi wanted. 　　"The phone rings!" To carry out the thought that suddenly flashed through his mind, Murakoshi uttered a hypnotic command that sounded like a magic spell. 　　"Kurazawa, since you're already preparing for tomorrow's tea ceremony, why not take this opportunity to rehearse ? Let's use this practical rehearsal to confirm every step and procedure. Even though you're alone now , we still need to rehearse from beginning to end; although Muragoshi is in the room, you can't see him at all, even if he were right in front of you, you wouldn't see him. There's only you in this room." 　　After Muragoshi roused Sanae from her slumber, her gaze no longer met Muragoshi's. Because at this moment, in her subconscious, she could no longer see Muragoshi. Muragoshi stayed to the side, quietly watching Sanae busily preparing the tea utensils. 　　"Hmm, we also need... a pair of chopsticks for tasting the tea and snacks..." 　　Sanae's delicate and docile appearance in her kimono stimulated Muragoshi's burgeoning desire. Sanae completely ignored the lecherous gaze beside her and methodically prepared all the necessary tea utensils. "Next... I need to confirm the entire tea ceremony process..." 　　What school of tea ceremony did Sanae's club belong to? Even Murakoshi, who claimed to be erudite, knew nothing . Logically, there should be a distinction between host and guest in a tea ceremony, but it seemed Sanae wasn't playing the role of host. Even so, she began rehearsing, assuming two different roles. 　　Perhaps because she was not only the club president but also the most experienced member, every movement she made was like a living textbook. Sanae carefully confirmed each movement; although this was an unconscious action influenced by Murakoshi's hypnotic suggestion, it also demonstrated Sanae's consistently serious and persistent character. 　　As a guest, she respectfully accepted the matcha she had brewed. Many fine bubbles could be seen forming in the teacup. 　　(Ugh...it looks really bitter. But since I'm going to drink that weird stuff anyway, I might as well turn this matcha into a 'matcha au lait'!) Murakoshi slowly pulled down his trousers and underwear; Sanae, completely oblivious, showed no reaction. 　　Now it was all about speed and timing. Murakoshi hurriedly pulled out his penis and began thrusting violently back and forth. 　　"Then I'll begin preparing for the tea ceremony." After saying this, Sanae respectfully bowed towards the host, then turned to bow to the guests beside her. At that moment, a huge, burning hot glans was brazenly displayed before her eyes. 　　Although Murakoshi seemed somewhat impatient, thanks to Sanae's meticulous attention to detail in each movement, he gained some time. Sanae's pure and lovely appearance in her kimono, coupled with his presence beside her and the lewd act of rubbing his penis, quickly heightened Murakoshi's excitement. 　　Sanae gracefully held the teacup with both hands and bowed respectfully to the host and guest once more. Then, she swirled the teacup twice clockwise . Unexpectedly, at that very moment, scalding hot semen violently erupted from Murakoshi's penis. The ejaculated semen shot directly into the teacup, some even splashing onto Sanae's hands. 　　Murakoshi felt a little worried, wondering if he would be exposed because of this. Surprisingly, Sanae, completely focused on the tea ceremony, didn't notice anything amiss. This might be attributed to Sanae's concentration, or the powerful magic of hypnotic commands, or perhaps it was because Sanae subconsciously believed that it was theoretically impossible for male semen . 　　The thick, scalding semen and the clumped matcha did not mix smoothly. The matcha was covered with a large number of wriggling sperm, like swimming champions. Despite the strange expression on Sanae's face, she still brought the teacup to her lips; then, without hesitation, she drank the matcha in the cup.

"Mmm... ugh..." Although her face showed some difficulty swallowing,
Sanae still swallowed the matcha mixed with semen.

A large amount of throbbing semen flowed from her lips through her mouth, down her throat, and finally into her stomach...

Seeing such an obscene sight made Murakoshi even more excited; his penis, which had just ejaculated
, showed no signs of weakness, still throbbing with blood and ready to fight again.

"Master's tea ceremony is truly remarkable... only then can you brew such a fragrant and mellow flavor."

(That's because I added chestnut flavor to the matcha!) Murakoshi almost laughed out loud with pride.

Afterwards, Sanae began to tidy up. She carefully washed each used
teacup and made a final check on each one.

(Truly a girl who is diligent and meticulous in her work. Judging from her attitude of not daring to be careless, tomorrow's
tea ceremony must be a very important event.) While watching Sanae, Murakoshi began preparing for his next
plan.

He ejaculated his thick semen into a matcha bag and then carefully stirred it. Next, he cautiously
wiped the remaining semen onto the rim of the teacup. Finally, he inserted chopsticks into his anus and urinated into the teapot
; if anyone else were to witness what was happening in the tea room, they would be utterly astonished and
faint . However, only Sanae was in the tea room, and Murakoshi was practically invisible to her.

Murakoshi brazenly committed
various obscene and beastly acts before the very person who had exhausted all her energy and focused intently on the tea ceremony.

—Tomorrow's tea ceremony will definitely be a good show. Those self-proclaimed noble women will
drink my semen one by one. And they even followed ancient customs, each sitting upright and drinking with great ceremony… I really felt
a little flattered!

*** *** *** ***

"Ah… Great! Murakoshi, you haven't gone home yet!"

Returning to the classroom, I found Midori already there.

"I was just about to go home. Want to go home together?" "

Sure! I'll wait for you at the school gate…" This was to avoid being seen walking together . Because Murakoshi had some reservations before, they reached this tacit understanding at his suggestion. 　　"No need for that, we can just walk out." 　　"Huh… Are you sure it's okay?" " 　　Of course. Well then, let's go." 　　Because for Murakoshi now, he no longer cared whether anyone saw them. Perhaps subconsciously , he had a desire to show off his relationship with Midori. As a result, no one on campus saw them walking out together. And so, Murakoshi and Midori embarked on their journey home. 　　(Probably no one would believe that the girl next to me is my girlfriend, because we 're such a mismatch!) A self-deprecating thought surfaced in Murakoshi's mind, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. 　　Suddenly, an uneasy premonition washed over him. 　　(Huh... what's this?) Murakoshi hurriedly shook his head vigorously. 　　"Murakoshi, it's still early, shall we go somewhere?" 　　"Huh? Huh? Where should we go..." Should it be a hotel or a cafe with private rooms? Thinking of the taste of yesterday's kiss, Murakoshi had too many fantasies and expectations. 　　"Like going to karaoke... or somewhere?" 　　(Huh... what did you say?) Murakoshi looked at Midori with a puzzled expression, wondering if he had misheard. 　　"Because... I've never been to a place like that before. So, I want to go and see it." 　　While Midori's reason sounded a bit unbelievable, it was basically No wonder she came from the strict, prestigious St. Fragrant Academy; perhaps it was because the school allowed students access to such places. Let's put that aside for now... 　　--I personally have no problem with it, but Midori should know that karaoke rooms are all private right? 　　"If you want to go... let's go." 　　"Great! I'm so happy! Let's go!" 　　Midori, like a child, danced with joy. Perhaps worried that Murakoshi might change his mind again , she grabbed his wrist and rushed towards the karaoke room. 　　Murakoshi shrugged in surprise. 　　... 　　Murakoshi led Midori to a shopping street a few minutes' walk from Kurohiro Academy. 　　Just as the two entered a small karaoke room, Midori let out a slightly disappointed sound, "Sigh... so that's what it is." 　　(I really hope she says the same thing next time she comes to the hotel room.) Murakoshi chuckled to himself. 　　"Ah! There are two microphones!" 　　(And another one in my lower body!) Even though he had already ejaculated twice at the tea ceremony club, he was still fully aroused. 　　"Murakoshi, what song are you going to sing?" 　　"Huh? I... I don't need to. I can't sing." 　　"Yeah! I just want to hear Murakoshi sing." 　　(Are you kidding me! Unless I go crazy one day, I would never sing in front of anyone !) Murakoshi flatly rejected Midori's suggestion. Besides, why ? They were finally in such an intimate atmosphere; if they didn't do anything, it would be an insult to a woman. 　　Completely unaware of Murakoshi's scheme, Midori persisted, insisting he sing a song . Starting to feel annoyed, Murakoshi decided to act quickly. 　　Midori instantly fell into a hypnotic sleep. Murakoshi began giving her various hypnotic commands. 　　"Yano, you are now in a bottomless abyss. Your whole body is very relaxed, and you feel incredibly comfortable. Next, you will follow my instructions. If you follow the instructions, you will feel even more comfortable." 　　"Yes... I will do as you say..."

Whether it's studying or sports, nothing fazes her. She possesses qualities that make people instantly like her.
The thought of , with these qualities, becoming a human doll seeking sexual gratification immediately caused his manhood
to swell and harden again.

"Okay, let's take off your clothes first. Start with the top, then the bra..."

Midori slowly removed her top following Murakoshi's instructions. Like a robot, she followed each command step by step
. After removing her uniform top, she unbuttoned her tie and shirt. When her skin, previously covered by
clothing , was revealed, a strong, subtly fragrant milky scent wafted
out; her open chest revealed a strapless bra, especially her soft
breasts , which made Murakoshi's gaze linger.

"Ah... wait a moment."

Midori's movements stopped at the point where she was about to remove her top from her shoulders.

(She really does look like a robot.) Murakoshi gave a wry smile.
The beautiful face before him, usually so expressive and ever-changing with her mood, was now completely blank. This contrast was quite
striking.

Murakoshi stopped her not out of pity, but because he wanted to
ask Midori some other questions before getting down to business: "Yano, please answer my questions honestly. Have you had any sexual experience
so far ? In short, are you still a virgin?"

"No... I'm a virgin..."

(Hmm... Seika Academy really lives up to its reputation as a strict girls' school. It seems she's no exception.)

"Is today your period? What is your menstrual cycle?"

"My period... it just ended the day before yesterday... my menstrual cycle is 27 days..."

(Just ended...) Hearing that it wasn't her ovulation period today made Murakoshi somewhat disappointed.

"By the way, are you embarrassed to take off your clothes?"

"Yes... I'm so embarrassed..."

No wonder her cheeks were already flushed. A blushing doll. Such a lewd appearance made
it hard to hide her excitement. --Although she felt shy, she did not resist at all. Yano Midori was about to give me

her virginity ! 　　"Okay, now take off your skirt and panties." 　　Midori once again prepared to take off her skirt like a robot. But of course, she was still a living person. Or rather a girl with personality. However, Murakoshi derived excitement from trampling on her human rights and personality. 　　With her upper body still half off, Midori took off her mini pleated skirt, which floated lightly to the ground; then she moved her hand to her panties and took them off without hesitation. That seductive posture left Murakoshi unable to resist. 　　Murakoshi also took off his pants and underwear and sat on the sofa. His erect penis stood tall, ready for action. "Come here, straddle my thighs, and insert my penis into your little cunt ." "Little cunt?" Green, lifting her right leg and pulling down her panties, asked Murakoshi 　　in a flat, monotone voice . 　　Murakoshi shrugged and said, "It's down there—the vaginal opening. The hole below the urethra and above the anus!" 　　Perhaps understanding Murakoshi's explanation, Green, still with her panties hanging on one leg, slowly walked towards Murakoshi and straddled his thighs. Skillfully maintaining her balance, she gripped Murakoshi's penis tightly , yet her weight was unusually light; her soft, slightly protruding breasts pressed against Murakoshi's cheek. 　　As Murakoshi felt the girl's body heat, he removed her bra. A pair of soft, elastic breasts were exposed to Murakoshi's eyes without any attempt to conceal them. "Yes, that's right, you need to get the position right. That way, my glans can rub your pussy... Come on, try rubbing my cock with your pussy first." 　　After Murakoshi finished speaking, Midori slowly moved her lower body to find her target. The most sensitive part of her body seemed to find its destination quickly; the soft, alluring flesh rubbed against the red glans. 　　"Hmm... Haa, haa... Hmm..." At first, it was only a light rubbing, but gradually , Midori's lower body began to sink down. Murakoshi could feel Midori's cleft more clearly. A burning heat spread to Murakoshi's cock. 　　"Hoo... Ah... Ah! Haa... Hmm... Hmm~~" Every friction of the labia, every touch of the clitoris, gave Midori an unprecedented pleasure, and she let out a muffled sound. Little Green's body seemed unusually sensitive, constantly leaking thick love fluid from her little hole; the hot, slippery mucous membrane and honey-like juice clung to her engorged glans. 　　"Ah... umm... huff... um, um... ahh... ah... huff!" 　　--It should be about time...prepare to receive the baptism of losing her virginity! 　　"Come on, slowly sink down, insert your penis." 　　"Sink down...insert it..." After repeating it, Muragoshi's glans was tightly sucked by the soft flesh. 　　"Ahh! Ah... um... ah um!" 　　The burning tip was forced into the wet, narrow labia. Even with the help of lubricant, it still encountered strong resistance. Even so, Murakoshi showed no mercy. "Even if it hurts, you can't back down! You have to insert the whole thing into your little hole." 　　"The whole...the whole thing...uh...into my little hole...!" The girl's weight pressed down on Murakoshi's thighs , the bright red penis being swallowed and sucked in her secret cleft. 　　The tender flesh walls seemed to be rolled into her cunt, and instantly, the glans seemed to be pulled by some force, causing Xiaolu 's lower body to tremble; then, she felt a sensation like her hymen being cut. 　　"Ugh! Ah ugh! Guh...ah...hoo! Hah ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh!" 　　A hot liquid, different from love juice, dripped down the penis. Murakoshi shifted his body and looked at the part where the two were joined. He saw the clitoris and labia completely rolled inside, a huge penis thrusting into Xiaolu's cunt; drops of blood seeped out. A lewd sense of conquest surged in his heart, directly assaulting him.

Muragoshi's forehead.

A moment later, his entire penis was completely inside her secret place. Little Midori, her hands tightly clutching Muragoshi,
convulsed violently from the pain of deflowering. Deep within Little Midori's abdomen… came
the sensation of his penis pressing against the walls of her cervix. His entire penis, intensely sucked, was enveloped by layers of wet, burning flesh.

—His decision to ejaculate twice in the tea ceremony room was definitely the right one. If he hadn't, he
probably would have already ejaculated!

"Ugh! Haa… Ahh…" Perhaps due to the unbearable pain, Little Midori almost fainted.
If she hadn't been hypnotized, she would have screamed in agony.

However, Muragoshi didn't intend to wait for her to adjust to the thrusting. "Now try thrusting up and down…
then add a rotating motion."

"Yes… thrust, thrust… Haaaaah!" Little Midori's lower body began to thrust. With each movement,
the soft breasts in front of Muragoshi swayed up and down.

"Hoo! Squelch! Gu... Guh... Ah... Ah... Hahhhhhhh!" As the penis roughly
rubbed against the constantly contracting and spasming vaginal walls, it sounded like a mournful cry coming from the cunt; when the originally bent
knees straightened slightly, the penis that had penetrated her body almost pulled out the glans, and Xiao Lü's limbs
trembled.

When the tip was squeezed hard by the labia, a sharp pleasure traveled from between Murakoshi's thighs to his back. Just as
Xiao Lü was still in pain, her lower body pressed down in one breath.

"Guhhhhh... Ahh! Ah... Guhh... Ah... Ah... Hmm guhhh..."

The muffled, lewd sounds that filled his ears further fueled Murakoshi's lust.

Yano Midori, in order to satisfy Murakoshi's lust, kept thrusting her lower body. Even though she was in unbearable pain, she
did not stop her movements, using all her strength to let Murakoshi enjoy the pleasure of being a man.

"Hoo! Ah... Ah... Mmm! Ah... Ahh..."

The thrusting was incredibly moving; the narrow opening and the burning heat gave his penis a sweet and stimulating
feast. When the pleasure, the sense of conquest, and the feeling of domination all reached their limits, it was the moment when Murakoshi was ready to reach the peak of climax
.

"I'm going to ejaculate... Now insert your penis to the deepest part of her cunt! Then, grip
your penis tightly with your vaginal walls! I'm going to cum!"

"Hoo... Okay... Insert... to the deepest part! Grip it tightly!"

The heavy force of his lower body pushed his penis to the deepest part of her cunt. A strong suction force hit Murakoshi, and
his penis instantly exploded. The intense pleasure of ejaculation left his mind blank, and a large amount of white,
hot fluid, unrestrained by gravity, gushed upwards... spraying into Midori's uterus!

"Ahhh! Ugh... Ugh... Huff... Ah... Huff... Ugh... Ahhh..."

"Like squeezing juice... squeezing again and again..."

"Like... extracting, squeezing tightly... Haaaaaah...!"

Even though this was the third ejaculation of the day, it still lasted a long time. The convulsing, trembling
penis, even after ejaculating all its hot fluid, continued to greedily enjoy the afterglow of pleasure inside the vagina.

Murakoshi continued to hold onto Midori's slender body tightly until the ejaculated semen flowed backward.

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