Chapter 82
Chapter 82
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 82
Chapter Title: Realization
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“Um, th-that... L-Leona, cadet?”
“What's wrong? Even if it's uncomfortable, it might be best to endure it a little longer.”
“N-No, it's not...”
Leona responded to my grumbling with a voice that felt slightly cold.
No, it wasn't her voice that was cold—it was my body feeling chilled, making her voice seem that way too.
And that made sense, because right now I was being carried by Leona with my lower half completely exposed.
My legs, spread wide to either side, were held firmly in her strong hands, unable to move an inch.
To explain how this happened, I need to go back to just moments ago, when I was talking with Leona.
When I mentioned having to use the hole down there, Leona had made a bizarre face at first, then looked at me with a complicated, subtle expression.
“Are you okay with that, Teacher? Don't tell me you already knew about it and...”
“...Yeah, that's pretty much it.”
The bizarre look on Leona's face had shifted to one of pity and surprise.
...I got the feeling there were a lot of misunderstandings about me having tried this because of that.
Though, to be fair, it wasn't entirely wrong, so I had nothing to feel guilty about.
Leona, her face complicated, looked at me and spoke cautiously.
“...Then shouldn't you prepare to put it in?”
“...Y-Yeah... right.”
Having it said so directly made even my face heat up fiercely.
But Leona's words didn't end there.
“Do it. I'll hold these two for you.”
“N-No, wait...”
As I hemmed and hawed at the suggestion of public masturbation, she let out a faint sigh and continued.
“If you can't do it yourself... then it might be best to have them—the ones who need to 'relieve' it—do it directly.”
“Huh?”
“Lean back and leave your body to me.”
Leona seemed eager to resolve this situation quickly, as she immediately released Michelle's body. Startled, I let go of Charlotte and pulled back too.
Then Leona lifted me from behind and fixed me into the position she'd described.
Thanks to my flexible body, having my legs raised into a V-shape wasn't too bad, but the problem was... my lower half was utterly exposed.
It wasn't the exposure itself that was embarrassing—it was being hoisted up like this.
And being lifted so effortlessly was a bit of a shock too.
Soon, the two freed from restraint turned their gazes toward me.
They still had a sliver of reason left, panting heavily with “Hahk... hahk...” but not charging wildly.
Unexpectedly, it was Charlotte who moved first, not Michelle.
Sniffing the air as she approached, she slipped her head under my cheongsam... and blew hot breaths over my panties, huff... huff...
Startled by the sudden approach, I tried to push her face away with my still-free arms, but she showed no sign of backing off from beneath the soft fabric.
As if the fact that I'd held her before had just been a favor.
“I have to make Teacher feel... good too...”
And then.
“Eek!?”
After mumbling something, Charlotte's small, soft tongue pressed firmly against my panties—squish, squuuish. A sticky, hot sensation began soaking them wet.
Leona's voice came from behind.
“...Looks like I don't have much to do here.”
Whether her voice had really been cold before was just my imagination, apparently—she sounded a bit awkward now.
My head was turned, so her voice came from a little farther away.
But I had no time to worry about that.
Lick, slurp.
The tongue darting from her small mouth licked at my body with fervent passion.
I'd put things inside before, but this was a first, so the sensation felt incredibly foreign.
- Hoo...
I wanted to close my legs, but Leona held them tight, so I couldn't.
No, I get wanting to end this quickly, but isn't this a bit much...?
Though there wasn't really anywhere suitable anyway.
Leona's arms were soft and warm, at least—and there wasn't even a bed in this place.
If she hadn't held me, I'd have felt the cold, hard floor pressing up clearly.
And once insertion started, things got rough, so my back would've hurt.
So I knew it was unavoidable.
But my face heating up felt beyond my control now.
As the panties Philia had given me grew thoroughly soaked, Michelle—who'd been standing dazed for a moment—approached me too.
Michelle opened her mouth wide and clamped down hard on the nape of my neck.
“Urk...!”
“Are you alright?”
“N-No, I'm not?”
“Her habits seem to be like that, so you'll have to endure it, Teacher...”
“I-I know...”
Chomp, chomp.
Michelle gnawed lightly at my nape, her long, rough tongue lapping at it—unlike Charlotte's.
I'd experienced this once before, so I had some tolerance, but the sensation rising from my lower half was something I just couldn't get used to.
This felt even stranger than being poked inside.
The silver lining was that both of them were focused solely on me.
As I felt this odd sensation, Charlotte's small, cute tongue slipped my panties aside.
Squelch.
“Eek!?”
Her tongue slowly pried open my small gap and wormed its way inside.
The feeling of this tiny creature slinking into me made my whole body shudder.
Slurp, slurp.
Soon, like a puppy lapping at water.
“Ahhh...!”
Her tongue prodded shallowly inside me, and something soft—probably the inside of her lips—stimulated the nub above the gap.
Where on earth did my Charlotte learn such technique?
Or was it instinct?
I didn't know.
My relatively clear consciousness began to blur. My breathing grew ragged, my vision hazy, leaving only the sensations on my body in sharp focus.
Thump, thump, thump.
A heartbeat—whose?—boomed loudly in my ears.
“Hng...!”
Whoosh!
Splurt!
Finally, the heat building in my lower belly burst forth. My vision went white for a moment, my body trembling violently. The wet sloshing sounds from below grew even thicker.
Realizing I'd drenched Charlotte in climax brought guilt and a chilling thrill.
As I opened my mouth to gasp for air, Michelle's face loomed close. Satisfied with gnawing my neck, her rough tongue tangled wildly with my limp one.
“Mmph, mmf! Hngk...!”
“Slurp, smlk... chp.”
Our tongues entwined as her pressed breasts squeezed my breath away. Already struggling to breathe, my consciousness faded more... and more...
“...It'd be a real problem if it rises now.”
Leona's mutter came from behind.
...I wonder what reaction she'd have if she knew Irene had fallen into this state before.
No way she's already figured it out and taking it out on me, right?
Still, someone like Leona could make a fine partner in situations like this. For some reason, it wasn't rising even now—
Pshhh!
My vision went white again.
A bigger climax hit than before. Fluid drained fiercely from my body.
“...Isn't that enough now?”
Muttering that, Leona stepped back.
My body pulled away with her, Michelle's face receding—and naturally, Charlotte's tongue slipped out.
What I couldn't budge even straining against slipped out effortlessly. It felt so empty.
“Hahk... hek...”
Of course, I had no spare thoughts, greedily gulping fresh air at last.
Lifting my head, I saw Michelle with transparent fluids drenching her mouth, and Charlotte with her entire face soaked.
Charlotte licked her lips contentedly, lapping up the fluids around her mouth.
Meanwhile, Michelle—still unsatisfied, her face displeased—approached me with her massive pillar rigidly erect.
Just like in the bath with the dirt, the club-like shaft throbbed closer.
“...What an odd shape.”
I know, right.
Michelle, drawing near, pressed—squish, squuuish.
She swung her pillar to insert it. But it didn't go as she planned.
Her drooling shaft, with Charlotte's face gone, was blocked by the cheongsam fabric clinging between my thighs.
As if angry it wouldn't enter, she grouk! pressed it against the cloth.
“Ahh...”
It would've been great if she just came like this, but that would've surely made her even more violent.
Avoiding looking, I grabbed the cheongsam hem and lifted it.
Immediately, her huge, hot tip touched my small hole.
Hidden by the raised fabric, but the firm sensation was crystal clear.
“...”
Michelle, aligning herself with my hole, stared blankly at me, drool dripping.
Then slowly... slowly... she pushed in.
Squiiiish...
“Nng...!”
A huge, hard thing began entering my body, prepared by Charlotte's tongue.
As it slid in slowly, the splitting sensation felt vividly clear.
My toes, gripped by Leona, quivered. I wriggled my feet trying to move, but my firmly held body wouldn't budge.
“Ah, ahh...”
Hot breath escaped my lips.
I couldn't breathe.
The foreign object slowly entering my body felt especially vivid today.
Then.
This time, Charlotte clung to me.
With Michelle in front, it looked awkward, but she still hung on my chest, hugging me tight.
Clinging like a spoiled child, she suckled the taut fabric over my breasts—smack, smack.
“Hngt!?”
Amid the fuss, she'd precisely found the exposed nipple and latched on with sucking sounds.
Impressive skill, and judging by the rich, sweet milky scent rising... it seemed the milk I'd thought wouldn't come was leaking out.
“What’s that smell?”
I didn't bother answering Leona.
If only she weren't in her right mind, maybe my embarrassment would've been less.
Yeah.
Today, all sensations felt so vivid, the shame and guilt so acute—probably because Leona was holding me while fully compos mentis.
That might be why I could stay relatively calm during insertions before... because no one remembered seeing me like this.
Thinking that made heat rush to my head.
Instead of my frozen body from shame, I raised a hand to cover my mouth.
To keep any more embarrassing sounds from escaping.
...Though it was probably too late anyway.
As I bit the hem that came with my hand, Michelle's half-inserted shaft came into plain view.
Veiny and slick, it was vanishing bit by bit... deeper inside me.
The shallow pleasure I'd pushed away scrambled my mind.
The sweet scent and warmth from my chest sapped my strength.
As my body went limp.
As if waiting for it, Michelle's pillar thrust deep inside in one go.
“N, mmph!!”
“...Gulp.”
As Leona swallowed, Michelle began moving her hips.
The blunt head stretched me inside, sending dizzying pleasure to my brain. Heat built clearly in my lower belly.
Soon, Charlotte's soft hand slipped into the gap at my chest.
The wriggling fingers rustled, toying with my breasts like playthings.
My body twisted at the lewd stimulation, but held firm, it didn't move.
Thud! Thump!
The heavy pressure crushing the empty space inside.
The lower belly heat released—pwit! Pshhh!—stars sparkling before my eyes.
My quivering toes curled tight.
The heartbeat felt against my back.
If I hadn't had the fabric in my mouth.
It might've ground my teeth with a crunch.
Only then did I realize it.
That I'd been pretending to be calm while masturbating, telling myself it was to protect the Lily Garden.
I could only pretend because no one knew what I looked like doing it.
My eyes stung.