In the Cafeteria, You Must Eat Delicious Pussy (2)
Obscene moans echoed from both sides of her. They were thin, deliberately suppressed, yet unmistakably drenched in pleasure. The sounds resembled someone enduring pain, but the sweet, lewd cries hidden beneath were impossible to conceal.
What the hell is that noise?
At this very moment, as Tusma’s hot, slick tongue ravaged her pussy, Luriel felt a strange disconnect amid the mind-numbing ecstasy. She was the one getting her cunt eaten by Tusma, so why were similar moans coming from both sides?
Suspicion rising, Luriel barely managed to control her trembling, pleasure-stricken body and sneaked a glance to the side. The moment she did, her eyes flew wide with shock.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!!
An unbelievable scene unfolded before her. Beneath the table, Tusma’s body remained still while he diligently licked her pussy, but… his arms writhed like snakes, stretching out to both sides and moving busily. And the destination of those fingers was none other than between the legs of her loyal faction members, Aria and Chloe.
What the—?! This insane perverted commoner?!
Tusma had shoved his fingers into the pussies of the primly seated Chloe and Aria on either side of him and was roughly stirring them up. His fingers moved like living creatures, slipping under their panties and digging into their most sensitive spots.
Thanks to that, Chloe—who usually wore a bright, relaxed smile—had both hands clamped over her mouth, desperately swallowing the moans threatening to burst out. Luriel could even feel the way her shoulders were quivering from here.
On the opposite side, Aria was desperately trying to maintain her usual cold expression. But the ragged breaths leaking between her tightly pressed lips and her faintly trembling shoulders completely betrayed her arousal.
Not one, but three women at once. And right in the middle of the academy cafeteria, where countless students came and went…
Just how depraved and shameless was this act? Overwhelmed by Tusma’s audacity in turning the sacred academy dining hall into their own private lewd banquet, Luriel felt utterly stunned and burst out in a hushed shout.
“Hey, you perverted commoner bastard! Don’t you know the meaning of moderation?! You’re only supposed to do one at a time!”
Her cry was filled with anger, but because she had lowered her voice so it wouldn’t carry, it sounded more like a desperate, erotic whimper.
Tusma paused his licking of her pussy, lifted his head slightly, and looked up with a mischievous smile. His lips glistened with the juices she had spilled.
“So, does that mean you dislike it? Or perhaps… are you simply greedy and want to monopolize this special pleasure all to yourself, Lady Luriel? To the point that you don’t want to share it with anyone else.”
“Ugh! Th-that’s not it~! Haaah~!! Seriously~!”
His words had struck the bullseye. Honestly, she didn’t dislike it. No, it felt far too good. The fact that she was being toyed with by the same man—a mere commoner—alongside her loyal subordinates… It filled her with an inexplicable sense of solidarity and an intensely perverted pleasure at the same time. It felt like they had become partners in crime, sharing a secret.
Lick, lick, lick!
“Haaah~!”
Tusma’s tongue once again targeted her most sensitive spot—her swollen, throbbing clit. From both sides, the suppressed gasps of Chloe and Aria, who could no longer hold back, tickled her ears even hotter.
I’m going crazy… for real…
Luriel tried desperately to endure, but she had reached her limit. At the far edge of her vision, across the table, she saw Inrohi still elegantly sipping her tea and watching them with an amused, smiling gaze. She looked as relaxed as someone enjoying the finest theatrical performance.
The presence of that audience became the final trigger that snapped the last thread of Luriel’s reason. The depravity of being ravished by a commoner alongside her own subordinates right in front of Inrohi flipped the switch to climax.
“Haaaaah~! I-I’m cumming…! No, everyone’s watching, ahhhng!”
Shiiiiiiiii!
Regardless of Luriel’s will, a wave of pleasure swept through her entire body. Her vision flashed white, her legs convulsed violently, and eventually, a fierce squirt erupted from her urethra.
The sensation of hot liquid forcing its way through the narrow passage of her urethra made her mind go blank. She thought she would soon hear the sound of her lewd juices splattering onto the floor.
But instead…
Glug glug glug…!
Rather than the expected sound, she heard a clear noise like liquid being collected in something.
“…??”
While panting heavily from arousal, Luriel lowered her head and saw…
◈ A noble lady's hot, fragrant female ejaculation
◈ Collected without spilling a single drop
“Hehe, what a fine collectible,” Tusma said, catching every drop of her squirting juices in an empty water bottle.
The sight of the obscene liquid filling the transparent container was unbearably lewd.
“Hiiik! Y-you prepared an empty bottle just for this…! You perverted commoner!”
Her face flushed bright red for what felt like the umpteenth time that day.
“Hahaha. I couldn’t just let Lady Luriel’s lewd squirt splash all over the floor in a cafeteria full of people, could I?”
“W-well, that’s true, but—!”
“It would be rude to the cleaning staff. This is a matter of noble dignity, after all.”
Tusma delivered such a perfectly reasonable answer with a straight face.
“Couldn’t you have just chosen not to do anything perverted in the first place~! Haaah…!”
Luriel protested with a beet-red face, but her lewd pussy was still twitching obscenely, clearly testifying to the intensity of her recent orgasm.
Tusma gazed at the water bottle with satisfaction before turning his attention to Chloe and Aria. His fingers had already found their climax points and were fiercely stimulating them once again.
“Now then, who’s next? Or would you two like to cum together?”
“Hiiik!”
“I-I…!”
Both girls’ faces turned deathly pale. Yet deep within their eyes swirled not fear, but thick, heavy anticipation.
***
After all the commotion finally died down, Tusma received his first light smack on the head from Luriel.
It was far too gentle to be called a chestnut flick—it was a touch filled with affection.
“So you’ve finally resorted to violence. You’ve truly become a delinquent girl, Lady Luriel,” Tusma said, rubbing his forehead with a sly grin.
“It’s because you deserved it! Seriously… I thought my heart was going to stop!”
“So you hated it? Was it so horrible that your heart nearly gave out?”
At those words, Luriel’s face flushed red once more. She averted her gaze and mumbled shyly.
“I-I didn’t hate it… In fact… it felt really good… You idiot, Tusma…”
Luriel whipped her head away, her cheeks burning again. In that moment, she noticed Chloe beside her, also blushing with her body lightly trembling. She sat with her legs pressed tightly together, seemingly savoring the afterglow. The wet, sticky sensation of her soaked panties against her thighs was both unpleasant and sweetly addictive.
Aria, seated on the other side, was in the exact same state. Though she appeared to have regained her composure on the surface, her tightly clenched fist beneath the table spoke volumes about the intensity of her emotions.
…He really is a perverted commoner. That erotic Tusma…
The reason they were all trembling was the same. They had each climaxed under Tusma’s relentless finger-fucking and, just like Luriel, had squirted heavily. Of course, Tusma had used his extraordinary skill to catch both of their squirts perfectly, one after the other.
One went into the water bottle. The other went into a teacup.
A perfect distribution.
Glug glug…
Tusma poured the contents of the teacup into the water bottle as well, then gently swirled the mixture of three different colors and scents. The subtly varying golden hues blending together looked like a single work of art.
◈ Three noble ladies' mixed squirt juices
◈ Unique color, aroma, and flavor profile
◈ Perverted collectors would pay a fortune
“It’s a water bottle filled with the squirt of three noble beauties. Should we name it the ‘Bloody Rose’ special cocktail? I bet perverts would pay a high price if they knew about it.”
“D-don’t you dare sell it, you erotic commoner!! Throw that away right now!”
Luriel shouted as she gently pinched both of Tusma’s cheeks. Then, after quickly glancing around to make sure no one was watching them…
Chu.
In a completely unexpected moment, she swiftly leaned down and kissed Tusma on the lips. It was a short but sweet kiss, filled with possessive desire.
“Anyway~ I’m the only one who specially accommodates your perverted tastes. You should be grateful.”
“Saying you’re the only one… when there are already six people who accommodate my perverted tastes,” Tusma replied with a grin.
“A-anyway! …Huh? Six?”
Luriel doubted her ears for a moment and began counting. Herself, Chloe, Aria. And Inrohi, who had been watching from the other side. That made four. So who were the other two?
Did that mean there were other women she didn’t know about? A surge of jealousy rose within her, but now was not the time to press the issue. A noble lady feeling jealous over a commoner? Just imagining it was horrifying.
…He really is an absurd commoner. He has an incredible talent for playing with nobles.
“I will continue to strive and corrupt even more noble pussies in the future.”
“Ugh. You really are hopeless.”
Luriel let out a small giggle, then stood up while straightening her skirt. As if she had never been aroused at all, she had returned to being the cold and haughty leader of Bloody Rose. The speed with which she put on the mask called “acting” was truly an art form.
“Let’s go, Aria, Chloe. We’re done with this commoner bastard.”
Once again playing the role of the delinquent leader, she led her two faction members and gracefully left the cafeteria.
Left alone, Tusma watched her retreating figure with a satisfied smile.
Hehe, what a productive time.
He tucked the trophy-filled water bottle deep into his bag and once again reviewed his plans for tonight.
The bait that Luriel herself would throw. There was no one more perfect than her—burning with rivalry and jealousy toward Ellara—to break through Selina’s wariness.
Would the cunning fox Selina Loren take the sweet bait without hesitation, or would she notice the trap hidden behind it…?
Either way, it didn’t matter. He had already prepared for every possible outcome.
He was looking forward to the lewd moments that were soon to come.