The Girl's Story (1-7)

The Story of That Girl Word
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(1)
As usual, Miko got up very early, leaning against the railing with sleepy eyes, watching the people exercising on the street early in the morning. The morning sun shone warmly on her body, and the cool breeze entered the collar of her pajamas, then brushed along her cleavage and across her full breasts. Although she was only 18 years old, Miko's figure already had the standard of a mature woman, probably because she was precocious!
But if she only had a full figure, Miko would not have become the focus of the whole school. In Fukube High School, the most famous school in Kanazawa Prefecture, Miko could be said to have been the most outstanding.
She was not only the president of the largest club in the school - the Dance Research Club, but also the captain of the school's volleyball team. More importantly, her appearance and figure made her a sensation in Fukube High School. As early as when she entered this school, many senior students wanted to be friends with her. A wealthy young man even sent a whole truckload of roses to her house, wanting to be her friend.
She glanced at her watch; it was almost 6:30. "Time to change for school..." Miko muttered to herself. Since she had volleyball practice at noon, she needed to bring her athletic shorts to school. After stuffing the shorts into her bag, she slowly took off her pajamas, leaving only her bra and panties.
Miko loved admiring her body while undressing. Looking at herself in the mirror, she unconsciously stroked her breasts gently; the slightly tingling sensation always excited her. Anyway, there was still plenty of time before class! She might as well indulge herself! Miko didn't masturbate often, only occasionally when she felt a certain urge. "It's normal during puberty, after all!"
Miko would always comfort herself when she felt a little guilty.
Miko reached down and took off her bra; the gentle way made her feel safe. Soon, Miko's upper body was naked. Her fair skin revealed two proudly erect, round breasts, the most eye-catching part of her body. She always felt uncomfortable wearing her uniform, and they felt bulging. The small nipples stood erect, the pale pink areolas seemingly shimmering.
Leaning against the edge of the bed, admiring her breasts in the mirror, she gently caressed them. Miko felt her body gradually warming up, a tingling sensation in her lower body. She pulled her panties down to her knees, her mature genitals hidden among dense pubic hair, faintly visible, exuding the light fragrance of shower gel.
Spreading her long legs, Miko saw her labia in the mirror, a pale flesh color.
As she stroked her clitoris with her fingers, a jolt ran through her body as if she'd been electrocuted. A tingling sensation shot through the back of her head, and Miko couldn't help but moan. Her hand continued rubbing, waves of pleasure washing over her. Miko felt her labia were already wet, her pubic hair glistening in the light.
With each short moan, she felt her body burning hot, her head spinning, and she gradually reached orgasm.
While Miko was masturbating, hundreds of meters away in a building, Masao, who had long admired Miko, excitedly observed her every move through binoculars.
Masao had a habit of spying on others with binoculars. Since discovering months ago that he could see everything happening in Miko's room from his balcony, he had spent 150,000 yen on a high-powered binocular—of course, this was just a drop in the ocean for his father.
Masao's father is a member of the House of Representatives, currently enjoying political success and a good income. His connections to the underworld further increase his wealth. As Masao is the only son, his father tries his best to fulfill his every request.
Masao is known for being late, but since learning about Miko's habits, he now wakes up promptly at six o'clock every morning.
How ironic! Even so, seeing Miko isn't a frequent occurrence. Because Miko's room has curtains, this morning was incredibly lucky! He couldn't believe that the seemingly innocent and pure Miko would masturbate! Masao couldn't help but feel a little mocking.
Through the binoculars, he saw Miko still busy! Masao put his hand inside his underwear and began to stroke his penis, watching Miko's actions through the binoculars. She was rubbing her breasts with one hand and stroking her genitals with the other.
Masao completely stripped off his underwear, and his already very excited penis sprang out, standing tall with some sticky fluid on the glans, reflecting a glint of light. Masao kept stroking it up and down with his hand, fantasizing about Miko's lower body hidden under her dark pubic hair, and felt more and more excited. Soon, hot liquid gushed out, and thick semen spilled all over the floor.
(2)
Masao went into the bathroom, and the showerhead sprayed warm water, which hit his penis. So he had not yet fully recovered from the excitement. Masao squeezed some shower gel and applied it to his lower body, gently rubbing it with his hand. The stimulation easily kept him erect.
He always cleaned himself very carefully after masturbating so that he would not feel uncomfortable during class. Last time, he did this and was accidentally seen by Rie.
Rie was Masao's classmate (like Miko, all three were second-year students). Before discovering Miko, Rie was Masao's object of fantasy sex. Although Masao always appeared to be a gentleman in class, he had a thick stack of pornographic books hidden in his drawer. Last time, he
went to school without washing, which is why he felt unwell during lunch break. He was scratching himself when Rie saw him. He remembered that Rie's face turned completely red, and she turned away in embarrassment.
After drying himself with a towel, Masao remembered that his underwear was still on the sofa, so he went out naked. There he saw the maid, Reiko, wiping away his "battlefield." Reiko was the maid who cleaned Masao's room. She was a graduate of Kansai University, but due to the economic downturn in Japan, she couldn't find a suitable job after graduation. Since Masao's family needed someone, she came to work there.
She usually only came in to tidy up after Masao went to school, so Masao naturally didn't expect Reiko to be in his room at this time. He was even more embarrassed if she knew he was masturbating!
Masao composed himself and carefully looked at Reiko; she seemed unaware of his presence. To be honest, although Reiko wasn't a great beauty, she was still quite attractive. Especially her breasts—they were incredibly large. Whenever he saw her in her work clothes, he always wanted to see her breasts underneath.
Today should be a good opportunity! A wicked thought arose in Masao's mind.
He slowly walked over, and just a step away, Reiko seemed to sense someone behind her and gently turned her head, only to find Masao's huge, erect penis swaying in front of her face. Masao's expression changed, and Reiko was stunned, too afraid to move.
Seeing that the opportunity was too good to pass up, Masao pounced on Reiko. Reiko only then came to her senses and was about to scream when Masao shoved the rag she had used to wipe away the semen into her mouth. He then found a nylon rope and tied her hands behind her back. Reiko tried to scream in terror, but with the rag stuffed in her mouth, she couldn't make a sound. The pungent smell from the rag made her tears stream down her face, and she struggled incessantly. She never imagined that the seemingly respectful young master would turn into such a beast.
Masao hadn't expected to subdue Reiko so easily. The thought that she was now nothing more than a toy he could play with excited him, causing him to become erect again. Seeing Reiko struggling on the ground made him even hotter, his head spinning.
Masao pinned Reiko's flailing legs down and sat on top of her, hastily lifting her light blue work skirt. Reiko's snow-white thighs trembled incessantly. Masao laughed, "Keep struggling! To prevent you from spreading the word about me masturbating, I have no choice but to do this... haha..."
Seeing a small dark shadow in Reiko's somewhat transparent panties, Masao slipped his left hand inside the panties, feeling the soft texture of Reiko's pubic hair. His right hand unbuttoned her dress; Reiko wasn't wearing a bra. Masao laughed, "I didn't expect you to be so slutty!... Not even wearing a bra!"
At this moment, Reiko's mind went completely blank. She couldn't believe that she would be raped by a high school student six or seven years younger than her.
Although she was a fairly open-minded woman, having given her virginity to a boy she liked at the age of 19, she still didn't want to be forced into sex!
A sharp pain spread throughout her body, and Reiko felt a chill in her lower body. It turned out that Masao had already removed her skirt, leaving her bare thighs, only stockings and underwear remaining. Her upper body was completely naked, and Masao was pressing down on her body, biting her nipples. Masao reached for the unfinished cream cake on the table and smeared it all over Reiko's cheeks, neck, breasts, and nipples. Then he brought his entire mouth to Reiko's nipples, sucking desperately. Reiko felt waves of tingling and numbness spreading from her cheeks to the back of her head.
Reiko no longer had the strength to struggle and could only lie there helplessly. As Masao continued to suck, Reiko's nipples gradually hardened, and she began to feel a little restless.
"What?...You're getting excited too!..." Masao said.
Reiko tried to deny it, but her mouth was stuffed tightly, and her throat felt very uncomfortable. So she swallowed, and Masao's semen went down with her saliva.
Reiko made a "Ugh...Ugh..." sound out of disgust. Now Reiko's breasts were covered in cream. With Reiko's sweat and Masao's saliva, Masao felt his penis throbbing painfully. He cupped Reiko's breasts in his hands, sandwiching his penis like a sandwich, and masturbated with her soft breasts. The feeling was something Masao had never experienced before, like inserting his penis into hot cream and mixing it together. The pleasure slowly spread from his lower abdomen upwards, and goosebumps rose on Masao's hands and feet. After
a while, Masao's penis twitched a few times, and then hot liquid gushed out, splashing all over Reiko's face, and even some got into her eyes.
(3)
Reiko cried sadly. A pang of guilt flashed through Masao's heart. Because of his momentary impulse, he had hurt Reiko like this. Fearing that Reiko would have difficulty breathing, Masao said, "I can take the cloth out of your mouth, but you'd better not make any noise, or don't blame me for being impolite..." Reiko nodded.
Masao reached out to remove the cloth that was already soaked with saliva from Reiko's mouth, but did not untie the rope binding her hands behind her back.
Reiko seemed to have been granted a pardon, and let out a long breath. She turned her head and spat out the saliva in her mouth. Masao said, "I want you to put my little brother in your mouth..."
Reiko shook her head with a troubled expression. Masao said impatiently, "Do you only feel happy if your mouth is stuffed with cloth..." Reiko hurriedly shook her head. Masao shifted forward, kneeling on the ground, his crotch clamping around Reiko's chest. He casually shoved his penis into Reiko's mouth. Reiko felt her mouth was full, and she stuck out her tongue, licking it as she had done before. Her mouth was filled with a strange taste, which she swallowed down her throat.
Masao felt a tickling sensation on his glans, and his penis, which had seemed to soften slightly, rapidly swelled again. Masao was somewhat surprised by his own ability. He reached out to grab Reiko's breasts, the loose feeling arousing his lust even more.
Reiko felt waves of tingling sensations coming from her nipples, while Masao's huge penis kept pounding against her throat, making her dizzy. She felt a tickling sensation in her genitals, and she wanted to reach out and touch it, but her hands were tightly bound. The sensation intensified, and the itch made her writhe her hips incessantly.
As Reiko's sucking rhythm quickened, Reiko felt that Masao was about to ejaculate and wanted to spit out his penis. Masao leaned forward, pressing his genitals completely against Reiko's face, and pinched her nose.
Reiko felt short of breath and opened her mouth to inhale, just as Masao ejaculated. Reiko swallowed it, feeling dizzy and vomiting.
Masao's attack didn't stop. He turned her over, flipped her over, and pulled down her panties, which were already soaked. Her pubic hair glistened with precum. Masao excitedly said, "You slutty woman, let my cock deal with you!..." With a "plop," Masao's penis entered between Reiko's red and engorged lips.
Reiko felt a fullness in her lower abdomen, and the tingling sensation turned into waves of pleasure that kept hitting her brain. A trace of sadness welled up in Reiko's heart, "Am I really a slutty person? Even being raped can bring me pleasure."
But Masao didn't give her a chance to think, continuing to thrust in and out. He lifted Reiko's buttocks, forcing her into a kneeling position. Because her hands were tightly bound, her upper body could only rest on the cold marble with her breasts against the surface.
This position made it easier for Masao to penetrate her. Soon, Masao's penis twitched a few times, but having already ejaculated many times, this time not much semen came out. Masao
didn't immediately untie Reiko. He rummaged through his drawer, found a camera, and took many pictures of Reiko's naked body, including close-up shots of her genitals.
Reiko was already limp on the floor, too weak to stop Masao from taking pictures.
Masao said to Reiko, "If you have the guts, go ahead and call the police. Don't blame me for selling these photos to magazines..." He paused for a moment, then added, "Just stay here obediently in my house, so no one gets suspicious... I have to go to class..." Masao looked at his watch
; it was almost eight o'clock. He was bound to get scolded by the teacher again! Masao went into the bathroom, quickly cleaned himself up, got dressed, and then asked the driver to take him to school.
Reiko stood up, feeling utterly weak. She didn't dare go back to her room to tidy herself up, so she picked up her clothes scattered on the floor. Luckily, none of them were damaged, otherwise, it would have aroused suspicion.
Reiko went into Masao's bathroom, turned on the tap, and washed away the secretions and her shame with warm water. The water flowed down her hair, over her body, and onto the floor. Her breasts, which Masao had just violated, still felt like they had been squeezed, and her genitals felt as if a penis was still inside her, a strange sensation.
She lathered her lips with soap and gently stroked them with her fingers. Reiko couldn't believe her body was so sensitive!
Even after such humiliation, it still sent such strong urges through her. Because of the lack of proper caresses and the considerable impact, Reiko's genitals only showed signs of engorgement and couldn't reach orgasm, so her lower abdomen was now severely swollen and very uncomfortable.
Reiko lovingly rubbed her nipples with her right hand. Her reflection in the mirror was full of sorrow, completely unlike her usual cheerful self. The pain in her nipples was not as intense as before, and a warm sensation was spreading through her. Her lower body swelled up under her touch, completely different from the rough feeling of Masao. One was the passive party, while the other was the active party.
Reiko couldn't help but moan. She had completely forgotten about the nude photos and was completely immersed in her own world...
(4)
There were about ten minutes left before the end of the second class. The teacher on the stage was explaining some basic integration methods.
Miko was diligently taking detailed notes. She moved her pen quickly, recording the key points the teacher was talking about in class.
The clear and elegant handwriting on her notebook was Miko's characteristic. Due to her height, Miko had always sat in the third or fourth from the bottom of the class since the first grade. That's why Mr. Fujimasa, the physical education teacher, selected her for the volleyball team on her very first day of school, determined to train her to be the top player on the Fukube High School volleyball team. And Miko certainly didn't disappoint Mr. Fujimasa, bringing the school a runner-up finish in the prefectural competition the following semester.
I remember Mr. Fujimasa was beaming with joy at the time, because for decades, the Fukube women's volleyball team had never reached the top eight, and the newcomer Miko displayed incredibly impressive skills in every match, leaving her opponents utterly defeated. If Miko hadn't sprained her calf in the semi-finals, they wouldn't have lost to the previous year's champions—Juri Girls' High School.
Trailing in the championship match, Miko repeatedly begged the coach to let her play, but due to the severity of her injury from the previous match, Coach Fujimasa insisted on keeping her out of the game. In the end, Fukube lost 1-3.
When Juri scored the final point with a powerful back-row attack, Miko burst into tears, soaking a large patch of her sports shirt.
For several days afterward, Miko didn't speak to the coach, blaming him for not letting her play. The coach, knowing she was upset and throwing a tantrum, didn't get angry, but simply comforted her each time they met. When Miko finally came to her senses, she felt bad for the coach and even wrote a card to apologize to Mr. Fujimasa.
Not only were most of the boys in her class secretly in love with Miko, but many boys from other classes also liked her. There were even rumors that a first-year student, upon hearing that she was going to Fukube, specifically gave up his first choice in Sakigawa Prefecture—Tsuhi High School—
and came to Kanazawa to take the entrance exam. Of course, no one bothered to verify the truth of this rumor, but it showed how charming Miko was. Even Kodaka (the one sitting diagonally behind Miko) secretly loved her from the bottom of his heart.
However, like most of his classmates, he didn't dare to express his love to Miko. He would just go over with some other boys after class and pretend to chat with her, while admiring the way her soft hair fell over her shoulders. As long as Miko asked him something, it was enough to make Xiao Gao happy for half a day.
But sometimes, when some bored boys got together, having gone through puberty, they would always say random things. Like once, when about five or six boys were gathered together, the lecherous but cowardly Sakurai said,
"Hmm!...Have you ever fantasized about sleeping with someone?... ".
"I'll go first..."
Sakurai said, "I want to sleep with Mariko. She's pretty and has a good figure. Seeing how reserved she usually is, I really want her to masturbate in front of me. I wonder if she'll get all wet?... Hehe!..."
"Ah! I knew you didn't have the guts!" A group of boys laughed at Sakurai.
"And you?... Masao, don't just laugh at me, tell me about it..." Masao, who was known for fighting in class, stammered when talking about this.
"...I...I once thought...if I tied up Imiko, and...and pulled off her panties, and forcefully penetrated her, and...and made her masturbate me or suck my...little brother, it would be so...pleasant..." Hearing his description, no one laughed at him. On one hand, they all felt the same way, and on the other hand, they were afraid that he would turn on them if he got angry.
Everyone turned to Aoichi, who said, "You're not allowed to laugh when I tell you!..."
"It's...it's...Kiho!" Masao burst out laughing, and the rest of the group roared with laughter. Aoichi's face turned red. "I told you not to laugh, but you still laughed. I knew I shouldn't have said it..." Everyone quickly stopped laughing.
Actually, everyone's laughter wasn't without reason. Kiho, the "ugly girl" everyone talks about! Not only is she super-heavy, but her face isn't great either, often the focus of the boys' teasing. Unexpectedly, she's exactly the type Aoichi wants.
Seeing everyone stop laughing, Aoichi said, "I just think she's chubby, comfortable to hug, and despite her appearance, she's very gentle..." Everyone nodded, seemingly agreeing with his last sentence.
"Your turn! Koga, who's yours?... " "I... I don't have one!... " Koga wanted Miko,
but if he said it, he'd be laughed at as "a toad trying to eat swan meat," so he stammered and couldn't say it. And Koga had forgotten to tell a lie, just enough to fool them.
So seeing him like this, the others naturally wouldn't let him off the hook. Masao even grabbed his neck, forcing him to speak.
Xiao Gao couldn't take it anymore and had to shout, "Stop messing around! I said it's...it's...it's...it's Miko!..." After saying this, Xiao Gao was surprised that no one laughed at him. Sakurai waved his hand to let him continue.
Xiao Gao's confidence increased, "I've thought about it...first, I want to kiss her cheek, then stick my tongue into her mouth and lick it together with her tongue, then...then, suck her breasts, and finally, I want to become one with her...as for oral sex, I can't imagine putting my penis into her mouth, which is like an angel's...Is that okay?"
Masao nodded and said, "...Actually, what I want most is Miko, but I'm afraid of being laughed at by everyone, so I didn't say it..." Then he said, "Actually, wanting to sleep with her is just a dream!...Who would dare to pursue her!...Never mind! Never mind! Class is starting, let's go!"
(5)
"Okay! Classmates, let's stop here for today!..." After the math teacher finished speaking, he left. That's just how he is. He usually doesn't expect students to salute him, but on the last day of the semester, he insists that they all salute him respectfully. It's really a strange temper of his.
Miko stood up, straightened her slightly wrinkled long skirt, and stretched.
Just then, Miko's best friend, Maki, came over.
"Miko, would you like to go to the school store with me?"
"Sure!" Miko replied. She had also been wanting to go for a walk.
There were three school stores in the school: Reizai, Shinzai, and Seizai. Reizai was closest to Miko's classroom. Shinzai was further away, requiring them to walk through the senior students' classrooms. Maki took Miko's hand, and they headed straight for Shinzai. Miko knew that Maki always dressed up beautifully, so she didn't object to Maki going to Shinzai. The two walked along, chatting and laughing.
Passing by the senior classrooms, some upperclassmen saw Miko and turned to look at her.
Miko returned their gazes with her characteristic charming smile, already used to being stared at.
Entering the school store, it was packed with people. Maki pulled Miko's hand and pushed forward; she wanted to buy some glue and paper
for decorations. It was incredibly crowded, and the noise was deafening.
Suddenly, Miko felt a hand seemingly intentionally or unintentionally touching her buttocks. Miko frowned but ignored it. "It was probably accidental...," Miko thought.
But the hand persisted, groping between Miko's buttocks. Miko wanted to turn around to see who it was, but the boys around her were all taller than her, and with the crowd moving around, she couldn't see who it was at all. Even worse, that hand actually lifted up Miko's skirt and groped her lower body. Miko hurriedly tried to push the hand away, but the person seemed unmoved.
"Ugh!..." Miko thought to herself.
Miko grabbed Maki's hand and rushed out. Maki hadn't bought what she wanted yet and hurriedly called out to Miko, "...I haven't bought it yet!..." But Miko's eyes were a little red, and she said, "Shall we go to Reisai to buy it?" Although Maki didn't know what had happened, seeing that Miko was about to cry, she said, "It's okay, let's go!..."
At lunchtime, Miko always shared lunch with Maki and Chikako, talking about their little secrets. Chikako always liked to tease Miko, making her laugh non-stop, and she couldn't eat properly. Maki, on the other hand, always talked about boys.
She was always showing off her glorious achievements and mocking Miko for being so beautiful but not knowing how to have a boyfriend. Maki believed this was a common flaw among handsome men and beautiful women—they always had too high standards. Therefore, she earnestly advised Miko to learn to seize opportunities. She should accept any good guy she sees.
Was Miko really a girl with too high standards, as Maki said?
Every time Maki lectured her, Miko would inadvertently think of him.
Who was it that possessed such power to attract the attention of all the boys in the school?
Who was the person who made Miko's eyes light up just by thinking about him?
That was… Takagi Sanji.
No wonder! Every girl who saw him would feel admiration. Sanji was a third-year student, excellent in his studies, and always present when receiving awards. During morning assemblies, every time the principal called his name, the girls below would stir. When he stood on the stage receiving awards, Miko would always look at him with adoring eyes, watching his hair gently sway in the morning breeze.
If you think he's just smart and good-looking, you're wrong. He's not only the captain and star point guard of the boys' basketball team, but also a star player at the school sports meet!
"Maki, can you come with me for a walk later?..." Miko asked casually, though she had ulterior motives.
"Sure! I don't have anything else to do..." After clearing away the dishes, the two headed towards the playground.
There were still many people on the playground, with the basketball court being the most crowded. Many female students who had finished eating liked to go there whenever they had free time, for no other reason than that the basketball team practiced there every day at noon.
Although Fukube's girls' basketball team was unknown in the prefecture, their boys' team was a famous team that had won the state championship.
And the reason for their victory was probably their diligent practice every day! Although Captain Sanji was only 182 centimeters tall, which wasn't considered tall in the team, he had solid basic skills and was good at both long-range and close-range attacks. He usually played the role of point guard and was the soul and center of the team. The coach trusted him a lot.
The crowd that gathered at noon today was much larger than usual, filling the court to capacity, and even the cheerleaders came out. As Miko wondered why, Maki grabbed her hand and pushed her forward. After weaving through the throng, they finally reached a visible spot.
It turned out to be a friendly match between the schools, and their opponent this time was Fukube's arch-rival—Nagaten Boys' High School, last year's state tournament runner-up. All of Nagaten's basketball players were over 180cm tall, and their captain was Yoshiya Heo.
Nagaten's playing style was quite aggressive, often resulting in the complete defeat of opposing teams. This time, Fukube's coach had specifically warned his players to be extra careful of the opponent's deliberate fouls and dirty tricks, to avoid injuries.
The game was now in the second half, with the score at 95-89, Fukube trailing by six points. There were only about seven minutes left in the game. The crowd was overwhelmingly cheering for Fukube. Miko and Maki were no exception, chanting "Go Fukube! Go Fukube!" along with everyone else.
The ball was now in Fukube's hands, controlled by Sanji. He was the focus of all the girls' attention, not only because he was the captain, but also because of his handsome face. Seeing his strong muscles glistening with sweat under the blazing sun, Miko's chest felt a surge of heat.
"Mokou!..." Sanji shouted, suddenly throwing the ball towards the player under the basket.
Mokou caught the ball, turned, and faked a move, fooling Yongdian's center, Taichiro, and was about to lob the ball into the basket.
Yoshiya's large hand blocked the ball's trajectory perfectly, delivering a powerful block. The Fukube students sighed in unison. Mokou looked somewhat embarrassed.
The ball bounced high, and Fukube's forward, Yumino, and Yongdian's guard scrambled for it. However, Yongdian still managed to get the ball. He made a long pass to Yongdian's forward, Yun, who had already run to the basket. Because of Fukube's quick retreat on defense, it became a 1-on-2 situation for both offense and defense. Fukube's players were Mao Guang and Xiu Yi.
Yun was not afraid at all. He picked up the ball, made a fake move, twisted his body to avoid Xiu Yi, and went around the basket, preparing to bank the ball.
A large hand quickly reached out and mercilessly knocked the ball out of bounds. Mao Guang's resentment from being blocked by Yoshiya was all vented on the ball. With this successful interception, Mao Guang couldn't help but roar. All the Fukube students cheered for his beautiful defense, and Miko also cheered excitedly.
Yongdian inbounded the ball, and Yun passed it to the guard, Gao Shu. Gao Shu dribbled the ball skillfully, while Xiu Yi watched him intently.
Gao Shu tried to cut forward, but was blocked by Fukube's players. In desperation, seeing Yoshiya standing near the baseline, gesturing to him, Sanji tossed the ball to him without thinking.
Sanji sensed trouble and rushed forward to stop Yoshiya's shot.
But it was too late. Yoshiya leaped lightly and released the ball from the three-point line. The basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air, flying towards the basket. The entire audience held their breath in tension. Only five minutes and fifteen seconds remained… “Swish…” The ball went in, a clean three-pointer. Yoshiya excitedly gave a hand gesture. The gap had widened to nine points, and the situation was clearly extremely unfavorable for Fukube. Only five minutes and nine seconds remained.
Fukube hurriedly called a timeout. Seeing their coach sweating profusely, even though it was just an invitational tournament, both teams were playing like it was a real game. Sanji, drinking a sports drink, tried to calm his players. The players had been on the court for quite a while and all looked exhausted.
"Hmm..." The referee's whistle blew again, and the players from both sides returned to the field.
The score was 98-89. The game resumed, with Fukube on offense.
Moko passed the ball to Shuichi, whose jump shot missed, and the rebound was caught by a Yongdian player.
Yongdian was clearly trying to slow the game down, as time was running out. The longer they delayed, the less likely Fukube would be to turn the tide. The Yongdian players passed the ball around, waiting for the final second before shooting.
Taichiro passed the ball to Yun, and in a flash, a figure darted out and caught the ball. The audience cheered; it was Fukube's Shuichi. He didn't hesitate for a second after receiving the ball, sprinting towards Yongdian's basket.
Yoshiya shouted, "Get back on defense!!..." as three burly men chased after Shuichi.
But it was too late. Shuichi jumped, twisted, and lobbed the ball into the basket.
"Damn it!!..." Taichiro cursed in frustration after the missed pass.
The score was 98-91 with four minutes and seventeen seconds remaining.
Eager to capitalize on his recent mistake that allowed Fukube to score, Taichiro played somewhat aggressively.
"Uh..."
The referee's whistle blew as Kou, defending against Taichiro, was kicked in the ankle. Kou sat down in pain—a clear foul.
His injury seemed serious. He was helped by his teammates, limping to the bench.
A tense atmosphere filled the air. Seeing Kou's pained expression, some players even wanted to confront him, but Sanji managed to stop them.
The crowd became agitated, criticizing Yongdian for the intentional foul. Without Kou, Fukube's defense under the basket was weakened, allowing Yongdian easier access. The team doctor quickly applied an ice pack to Kou's swollen ankle and whispered something to the coach; it seemed Kou couldn't play anymore.
Sure enough, the coach called in substitute Yuu.
Both free throws went in. The newly introduced Yuu, while consistently good at shooting, was clearly outmatched defensively by Fukube's top center, Mokou. He was slightly shorter and less physically imposing than Mokou, potentially posing a significant challenge to Fukube's paint.
Yoshiya drove to the basket, making the score 100-93. As expected, the newly introduced Yuu couldn't stop Yongdian's offensive onslaught.
With the score at 100-93, facing Yongdian's tight man-to-man defense by their tall players, only two minutes remained. A little more effort was needed to close the seven-point gap.
Yongdian missed this attack, and the rebound was stolen by Shuichi.
Shuichi passed the ball to Sanji, who quickly dribbled it towards the basket. Yongdian's players rushed in.
Sanji leaped high, and Taichiro and Tadashi also jumped to try and stop him. Sanji dodged the two tall Yongdian players, arched his back in mid-air, and slammed the ball into the basket.
Many people gasped in surprise, with the female students screaming even louder.
Sanji dunked successfully, narrowing the score to 100-95.
One minute and fifty seconds remained. In this final moment, Yongdian's offense was less aggressive than in the first half, frequently hampered by Fukube's defense, resulting in a series of turnovers. Meanwhile, Fukube, emboldened by the cheers of their fellow students, seemed to be gaining momentum, and it appeared that the outcome was uncertain until the final buzzer.
Facing the increasingly confident Fukube, Yongdian made another mistake, the ball stolen by Sanji.
Undeterred by the high-pressure defense of two tall players, Sanji quickly cut past Taichiro, who grabbed his shirt in desperation, nearly causing Sanji to fall. Taichiro had already committed his fourth foul.
Faced with such an excessive foul, the crowd booed repeatedly, but Sanji didn't show any anger. He knew that the less he could concentrate, the greater the chance of missing the free throws.
Both free throws went in, and the audience erupted in thunderous cheers. The score was 100-97.
Now it was Yongdian's turn to call a timeout. Their nearly ten-point lead had been reduced to just three points. The coach gestured and instructed the players on how to attack.
After the timeout, it seemed that luck wasn't on Yongdian's side. After missing a jump shot, the ball was stolen by Fukube.
Sanji tossed the ball to Shuichi and gestured for him to shoot.
However, Shuichi seemed hesitant, lacking confidence.
"Shuichi!...Shoot!..." Sanji shouted, and Yongdian's cloud was closing in on Shuichi.
Seeing his captain's encouraging look, Shuichi, standing at the three-point line, released the ball.
The ball went in!
Shuichi jumped up happily. He was also very happy to have made a contribution at the last moment.
Just when they thought they were about to lose, the Fukube students excitedly cheered as the score was tied.
"We absolutely can't let them score..." Yoshiya shouted.
They had finally gotten close to winning, but now they'd been caught up. They had to win no matter what, he signaled to his teammates to stop Fukube's attack by any means necessary. Only twenty-five seconds remained. Yongdian was playing a delaying tactic; if they could score at the last minute, Fukube might not be able to mount a comeback.
Sanji, who had gotten the ball, faced three Yongdian players without fear. He was facing players who would stop him by any means necessary. He dodged the outstretched arms of Taichiro, Yoshiya, and Yun while running forward at full speed.
Time seemed to stand still. Sanji leaped up, and Yoshiya and Taichiro also jumped high, reaching out to try and pin him down.
Taichiro's hand had already grabbed Sanji's clothes, while Yoshiya pressed down on the ball.
A confident glint flashed in Sanji's eyes. He leaned back slightly and threw the ball.
"This is bad!" A sense of unease crept into Yoshiya's mind.
The ball spun around the rim a few times before falling into the basket—it actually went in!!
Facing such a strong defense, Sanji not only dodged wave after wave of defense but also managed to score.
The Fukube students initially couldn't believe it, but after a while, they erupted in deafening cheers.
The Yongdian players looked incredulous, their morale seemingly utterly shattered.
Seeing these grown men fighting to the bitter end for the school's honor and the team's glory, Miko couldn't help but cry with emotion.
Yongdian failed to capitalize on their last chance to counterattack, and Yoshiya's final three-pointer missed, prompting the referee to blow the final whistle.
In the end, Fukube staged a dramatic comeback, narrowly winning 102-104.
*** *** *** ***
Back in the classroom, thinking about the game, Miko's heart was still churning, and she couldn't sleep, her mind filled with Sanji's energetic figure on the court.
After finishing her afternoon classes, it was time for the school volleyball team's regular training session. After packing her things, Miko headed to the school's volleyball hall.
Before even entering the volleyball hall, shouts could be heard softly, as female students in sports tops and shorts practiced ball-setting techniques. This was a special requirement from the coach; whether newcomers or established players like Miko, everyone had to master the most basic movements again and again. He believed that only with solid fundamentals could one possibly play more difficult volleyballs.
After the warm-up exercises, Mr. Fujimasa began instructing the players on some attacking techniques, such as: front-row spikes, back-row attacks, soft attacks, etc.
"Miko... could you please demonstrate?"
"Yes..." Miko walked to the center of the court.
Mr. Fujimasa tossed the ball to the appropriate height and angle, and Miko stared intently at the ball in the air, focusing on the timing of her strike.
Suddenly, as if she had springs inside her, Miko jumped incredibly high, and with a "thud!", she swung her arm dramatically, using the forward momentum to strike the ball heavily.
The ball flew so fast it was almost invisible; a blur of white light, and it slammed into the opposite court.
Miko landed lightly, standing firmly. Her expression remained unchanged; this kind of shot was commonplace for her.
Applause erupted from the crowd.
*** *** *** ***
After practice, it was almost six o'clock. Miko slung her bag over her shoulder, preparing to head to the school's locker room to wash off the sweat.
"Miko, could you stay a moment…?" Mr. Fujimasa called to her.
"Mr. Fujimasa, is there something you need…?" Miko asked.
"Well! It's like this, the National Volleyball Tournament is in two months… I've always thought highly of you, and I hope you can train the junior students' skills well. I hope you'll perform well." "Okay!
…" Miko's eyes shone brightly. "I will definitely work even harder and won't let you down, Coach…"
After saying goodbye to the coach, Miko and her junior, Narumi, picked up their bags and headed towards Building C. The setting sun cast long, long shadows of them.
(7)
The girls' changing room is located in the basement of Building C. This building is situated on the other side of the playground, so it is not usually used as a regular classroom. It is mainly used as offices for physical education teachers and some experimental classrooms. Therefore, not many people stay here after class. At most, the night shift workers will come to patrol occasionally.
Most girls do not like to come here to shower or change clothes because it is too far from the classroom. They prefer to shower in the old changing room near the classroom, but the queue is very long.
Meizi likes to come here. The bathroom here is large and clean, and hot water is available until about 6:30 pm. She can take a comfortable shower. Why not?
"Chengmei, you played very hard today. Keep it up!" Meizi said to Chengmei.
"Thank you, senior... I will keep it up..." Chengmei said. Narumi, a freshman new to the volleyball team, admired Miko the most at school, so she smiled happily at Miko's praise.
Narumi and Miko chatted and laughed as they walked down the stairs, turned right, and passed through a long corridor to reach the spacious changing room. Since Building C was recently completed, it featured a cubicle design, and even benches were thoughtfully provided for those waiting to shower.
Miko put her bag in the locker, took out shampoo and shower gel, and then took off her sweaty top and shorts, leaving her only in her bra and panties. Normally, since everyone was a girl, they all waited to shower like this, and no one felt embarrassed.
"Senior, you have such a great figure!..." Narumi said enviously, seeing Miko's firm breasts.
Miko said shyly, "No!...Yours is pretty good too!..." Even as girls, it's inevitable to feel a little embarrassed when talking about each other's physical changes.
"No!...Not at all..." This time, it was Miko's turn to feel embarrassed. She shook her head, took off her top, and revealed her upper body. Miko secretly glanced at her; although much smaller than Miko's, she was quite cute.
Miko took her dirty clothes to the sink and scrubbed them, so they would be easier to wash back at the dorm (Miko lived alone in a rented apartment). At that moment, a breeze blew down the corridor, and Miko, wearing only her underwear, couldn't help but shiver.
She wrung out her clothes, put them on the rack, and took her underwear into a bathroom. She chose the stall next to Narumi's; Miko liked the feeling of chatting with her classmates while showering, it was quite cozy.
The bathroom walls were tiled with white ceramic tiles, the floor was made of non-slip tiles, and there were even racks for clothes! It was obvious the school had spent a lot of money on this.
Chengmei said, "I'm sorry, senior!...I forgot my shampoo, could you give me some...?" Meizi applied some to her hair and handed it over.
"...Thank you...I'm so sorry..." Chengmei said.
"It's okay..." Meizi replied.
Meizi gently rubbed her hair. She loved her hair; whenever the wind blew, the strands brushed against her face like a sweetheart whispering in her ear. Meizi smoothed her long hair, massaged her scalp, and then rinsed off the foam with hot water.
She reached down and unhooked her bra; her breasts were erect, and Meizi felt a sense of relief. She then took off her underwear. It was strange; unless she was showering in her own place, Meizi always felt a strange urge to be seen naked. Why did she feel this way? Even Meizi couldn't understand why she had such strange thoughts. She squeezed out some shower gel and applied it to her chest. Narumi rubbed every inch of her skin with a foam sponge on her lower abdomen and thighs. The foam accumulated, gradually washing away Miko's fatigue.
"I'm sorry, Miko… I have something to do today… I have to go now!" Narumi said.
"You're leaving already?… Could you wait for me a little longer?… I'll be done soon…" Miko said hurriedly. She hadn't expected Narumi to finish washing so quickly; she hadn't even rinsed off the foam yet!
"I'm so sorry, Miko, I really have something very important to do. I'm almost late…" Narumi said.
"Okay! Okay!… You go ahead then… See you tomorrow…" Miko had no choice but to say.
"Goodbye!" Narumi quickly put on her uniform, packed her clothes, and left with her bag.
The empty bathroom was left with only Miko. The sound of water hitting the floor echoed in the bathroom, and she felt a little scared. "It should be alright, right?" Miko muttered to herself.
She turned on the showerhead, and warm water cascaded down, washing over Miko and soothing every sensitive spot on her body. It felt incredibly comfortable. Miko closed her eyes, savoring the sensation.
Suddenly, the bathroom curtain was violently ripped down. Miko screamed in terror. A man wearing a hood, a black jacket, and jeans stood before her. He lunged forward roughly, slamming Miko against the wall. The violent impact threw her into disarray. He tightly embraced her from behind. Pressed against the wall, Miko struggled to breathe. His strong hand covered her mouth, while his other hand roamed freely over her naked body.
Miko cried out in fear, but the burly man ignored her, grabbing her breasts forcefully. The soft sensation seemed to fuel his lust; he squeezed and pushed them, pinching her nipples hard. A sharp pain shot through Miko's chest, and she groaned.
He then reached down her abdomen, his hand moving towards her genitals. Miko felt the man's rough skin leaving an uncomfortable sensation on her skin. Miko squeezed her legs together, refusing to let him touch her private parts.
How could she let someone touch her private parts? Miko resisted fiercely, and the man tried several times but failed, becoming enraged as he kicked Miko's shin hard.
"Ah!..."
Miko crouched down in pain, and the man took the opportunity to attack Miko's genitals through the cleft between her buttocks, immediately touching her pubic hair and labia. He lifted Miko up, spread her white buttocks apart, and roughly rubbed her private parts back and forth with his hand. Miko felt a tearing pain in her lower body. She begged in pain,
"Please... don't do this!... no!..."
"Don't scream... you're still screaming!!!!!" the man said angrily.
He picked up the showerhead, turned the water to the maximum, and sprayed it directly into Miko's face. Miko felt short of breath, and when she opened her mouth, a large amount of water rushed into her mouth. Miko choked several times and vomited repeatedly.
The man's hands never stopped for a second, relentlessly squeezing Miko's plump buttocks.
He seemed to be at the peak of excitement, unbuckling his belt and pulling out his penis from his underwear, rubbing it back and forth against Miko's breasts. Miko felt a wave of nausea rising in her throat; she wanted to escape, but her limbs were weak and she couldn't move.
The man's body trembled a few times, seemingly enduring immense pleasure. His penis twitched a few times, then a large amount of semen sprayed onto Miko's nipples and neck. Miko reached up to wipe it away, feeling the slippery texture, knowing it was male semen, and a wave of nausea surged in her throat, causing her to gag.
He seemed unsatisfied, grabbing Miko's hair, dragging her off the floor, pulling her out of the bathroom stall, "throwing" her onto a chair, positioning her in an arched position, ready to penetrate her.
Miko saw his penis pointing directly at her vulva, and a wave of fear of losing her virginity washed over her. Summoning strength from who-knows-where, she raised her foot and kicked the man in the groin.
The man collapsed to the ground in pain, and Miko seized the opportunity to run away, screaming for help. The dark corridor was empty, but
the man chased after her. Miko ran barefoot down the corridor, screaming as she ran for her life. When she reached the stairwell leading upstairs, Miko slipped and fell face-first onto the steps. The man caught up, closing in step by step. Miko saw his erect penis swaying, and her legs went weak with fear. He grabbed her hair and wrapped his arm around her waist. Miko
felt as if she had just escaped one clutches only to fall into another abyss. Suddenly, she felt dizzy and fainted on the stairs.
(To be continued)

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