Keeping Her in Check (2)
“Ah, your phone didn’t break, did it?”
“It won’t break from something like that.” I tossed aside the pants that had been holding my phone and shoved my cock straight into Hinami’s skirt. The rough texture made goosebumps rise along my back, and somehow she noticed. She grinned at my flinch and dragged her fingers teasingly across my waist.
“You’re dangerous, really… What are you going to do if you get hard for a tiny girl in a school uniform?”
“What do you mean, tiny? If you weren’t an idol and went to college instead, you’d already be a second-year.”
“Well, I was born in December, so you can treat me like a fresh-faced freshman. …And compared to me, aren’t you basically old enough to be a tutor, Oppa?”
“…So what.”
“Sensei… You’re not supposed to get hard for your cute student, you know? You’re definitely not supposed to rape her either.”
With that mischievous smile that made me want to crumple her up on the spot, she started stroking the cock that had slipped under her skirt. Every time she did, she tickled my waist with her other hand while pressing her soaked clothes against me, rubbing her breasts—bare beneath the fabric and now completely see-through—against my abs.
“Ah… It’s twitching so much. Did you get excited looking at a kid’s wet body? Pervert.”
“…No one would call you a kid when they’re staring at those tits.”
“Ehh, plenty of people do. My fans always call me their little cutie.”
“For someone who gets called that, your fancams sure rack up views because of how much your chest bounces.”
“That’s… Well, there are just a lot of perverts like you in the world.”
She reached for her shirt, where a couple of buttons were already undone, and popped the rest open one by one until only the bottom button remained. Now fully exposed instead of merely translucent, she rubbed her bare breasts against my abs.
“Still, Jia’s fancams get more views than mine, so maybe there aren’t that many perverts like you after all. …You actually prefer the curvy type, don’t you, Sensei?”
“Yeah.”
“Wow, I thought you’d deny it.”
“…Even if it’s not my preference, she’s attractive enough to get me hard.”
“…That doesn’t make me happy at all, you know?”
The moment she heard the compliment, she broke into a bright grin, stuck out her tongue, and licked my nipple before slowly rolling the wet spot with it. Then her eyes shifted back into that sly, calculating look.
“…Do you know? Even before I wore this uniform, plenty of people used to get excited looking at me.”
“Hey.”
“It’s true. Back when I lived in Japan, not here. I went to Comiket once… Ah, like an otaku event? I wasn’t even cosplaying, but the guys around me kept staring. It felt really weird.”
She handed me the tie still looped around her neck and began recounting stories from even earlier—before she’d ever worn this outfit, before she’d even come here.
“…Honestly, the smell was gross so I didn’t like the staring, but it still felt nice to be told I was pretty by so many people.”
“…Don’t tell me that’s why you became an idol.”
“Well… Half of it? Hehe.”
She stood on tiptoe, pulling the tie I was holding, and placed her hands on my shoulders to force our heights closer. Looking straight into my eyes, she spoke softly.
“…Anyway, I’ve been thinking about it ever since. I wonder what those people thought of me.”
“…”
“Not many of them probably just thought, ‘She’s a cute kid,’ right?”
“Probably not.”
“I’m jealous. I want a girl like that too. …I want to date someone that pretty and cum inside her as much as I want.”
Her fingers had slipped under her own skirt to squeeze her soft ass while she panted hot breaths through that mischievous gaze.
“I want to put her in that cosplay outfit the girl next to me was wearing. Dress her up and fuck her senseless. …I want to get her pregnant.”
“…Did you read too many manga when you were little?”
“I did read a lot. …I never told anyone this before, though.”
Her brightly smiling face gradually slackened. She stared at me with heavily aroused eyes.
“In those manga, there are some really violent guys. …They don’t care what the other person thinks. They just use them to satisfy their own desires. Trash.”
“Fucking psychos.”
“Right? …A girl who looks this cute and fragile, like she’d break if you handled her too roughly. …They just slam into her, slam, slam, pressing her down to fill their own needs. Shooting thick loads into her pure little hole. That’s really bad, isn’t it…?”
She undid her skirt and slowly let it fall. The thin strings of her panties slid down next, dropping onto the bathroom floor.
“You wouldn’t do something like that, would you, Sensei…?”
“…Who knows.”
“You can’t. Even if I’m more mature than I used to be… I’m still a kid, right? I’m five years younger than you.”
“So?”
“My skin, my tongue, even my pussy… It’s all brand new. Clean. Almost untouched by any man.”
“…”
I lifted her body into my arms.
“Ah…♡”
…I closed the clean toilet lid and sat her on it.
“…Isn’t it too much to rape such a cute girl in the bathroom?”
“…Shut up.”
“Ahaha, ehehe… You can’t. If you rape me, I’ll report you. I’ll tell every media outlet and news station… I’ll spread the rumor that you fucked me.”
I sat her on my lap, her arms naturally wrapping around my neck.
“Are you really okay with that? Everyone would call you a disgusting bastard.”
“…Wouldn’t that be a good thing?”
“Ehh… It might not matter to you, but it does to me.”
“Why?”
“Because I’d be branded. …An idol who got violated by a man, dirtied, filled with cum over and over… Maybe even got pregnant… Hehe…”
…I pressed my cock against this troublemaker’s soft pussy and spread her soaked entrance, raping her however I wanted.
“Hahk… Hehe… I told you not to put it in, didn’t I?”
“You’re not resisting much for someone who says that.”
“But… You’re too strong… And your clothes… Hahk… Your cock’s way too big, it’s moving on its own… Oohk……”
I lifted and dropped her soaked body, thrusting into her at will. Her childish pussy, which now accepted my cock without any resistance, was filled with both pleasure and pain.
“Heek… Heh. Hehe. Haa. This is… dangerous… My womb feels like it’s going to break…”
“It won’t break that easily.”
“But I don’t want it to break… Hahk, ugh… Uuk……”
Thrust, thrust. The moment I paused, that sly girl’s mouth came back to life. I yanked her tie, pulled her into my arms, grabbed her ass with both hands, and kept pounding her hateful pussy without mercy.
“Hahk, heek… Ah, dame, sukoshi…”
“Don’t speak Japanese I don’t understand.”
“Oohk… Sen…sei. Ugh… Ugh, ugh…”
Slap, slap. The sound of our pelvises colliding echoed loudly through the bathroom. The sound of her soft ass turning bright red against the wall came right back to my ears.
“He…ek… Hoo… Hey, Sensei…”
“Shut up.”
“Until last year… Hahk. You like raping a girl who was still wearing a uniform…? You like fucking a girl who wore a uniform until last year, and now you’re fucking her friend too…? Oohk… Uuup……♡”
I placed my hand on her tie—the one she kept provoking me with—and applied just enough pressure to make her feel it. While scraping her convulsing walls raw, I violated her vulgar, drooling tongue however I pleased.
“Uup… Uup… Heup…… Phahk……♡”
“Is it okay for a girl getting raped to like kissing this much?”
“But the rapist is… too handsome… and muscular… Oohk……♡”
She had completely surrendered her body to me. With all her will stolen away, her slender frame only reacted to whatever I did.
“Heek… Sensei… Ever since middle school… So many guys wanted to fuck this pussy… Now it’s all yours…”
“…”
…Too sticky to be called rape. Too violent to be called consensual. A mismatched act of sex between two different body types.
“You have to take responsibility… Heek, uup… Chuuup……♡”
Her soft pussy stretched wide, completely reshaped to fit me. …Sex that turned her into a woman no one else could ever satisfy.
“Uup…… Phah. Ah, don’t cum inside. Don’t get me pregnant…♡”
“…Shut up.”
“I said you can’t… If you knock up someone this small, my belly will stick out and my figure will… Oohk… Uuuk……♥”
…Even knowing it was an act, my hips moved on their own. My cock grew excited on its own. The urge to fill that tiny lower belly with semen. The instinctive breeding.
“……! ………, ……♥”
…I poured everything inside her. I pressed my wildly pounding heart against her chest. Every drop of cum, every bit of messy saliva—I sealed every opening so nothing could leak out.
“……Haa. Ha. …Hehe…”
She hung limply in my arms, smiling weakly. I let out a dry laugh while looking at her.
“…What are you doing?”
“Ah…”
With a loud bang, the door burst open and another girl walked in.
…I gave an awkward smile.
“Chuu…♡”
“…Hey.”
…I couldn’t stop the mischievous girl from stealing my lips and ended up tangling my tongue with hers in a vulgar kiss.
“Phahk, ah. It hurts, Unnie…”
“…Move. I’m pissed off.”
“Hehe…”
Only after hearing the sharp slap on the back of the girl clinging to me did I finally manage to calm my excitement.
…I could finally see just how insanely beautiful her curves were.
Ha. Calling someone like her a kid… She’s just a succubus.