Translator: âHakouâ Editor: âWeasalopesâ
ãP-Please treat me wellã
Her stuttered and her right hand trembled as she saluted. It seems that Corneal has a different influence than a wannabe instructor like me.
The high school girlâs eyes went wide at the scene. I hugged her by the shoulders and headed upstairs.
ãLooking forward to playing with you. I really like your uniformã
After entering the playroom, the first thing I do is compliment her.
The straight semi-long smiles happily and strikes a pose.
Receiving applause, she re-poses several times after that.
(I canât blatantly seen a gaze at them inside the city, but here I can take a look as much as I want)
Iâm sitting on the carpet with a soft drink delivered by the apprentice girl in my hand. A skirt with high slits moves in front of me, a really nice view.
For a moment, I could see the side of her underwear at the top of the slit.
(Eh? That isâ¦)
I ask her to stop and insert my finger into the slit. I proceeded to flip it lightly to confirm what I had just seen.
(Bikini-type panties. And the ones with the string knot on the side at that)
Iâll give her a high score. It may not have been intentional, but she hit my weak spot.
The straight semi-long haired girl held her skirt while laughing as she flipped it further.
(Smiles and shyness. She understand it well)
Itâs not as tense as a serious match, but itâs fun.
Then, a question popped in my hand.
ãWhen you tie the string, doesnât it get caught in the slit sometimes?ã
The high school girl in the uniform affirmed with a smile on her face. According to her explanation, getting it caught in the slit is one of its good points.
ãThe gazes that gathered at me when I fix it in embarrassment feels goodã
This is what she said. Then I asked her to demonstrate it for me.
(Oh!)
The high school girl in front of me immediately raises one knee high in the air. The slit opens wide and I can see the inside of her thigh.
Next, she pulls her leg back and the knot is caught in the slit.
Even when she moved her legs back, the slit remained wide open at the top. As a result, she was generously exposing her white thighs to the public.
ãUgh, this is embarrassingã
She fixed her skirt while blushing and lightly glared at me who was staring at her. I averted my gaze and turned my head to the side.
(That was wonderful)
Her acting skills are also very good. Sheâs a far cry from the bad actresses in the end of the century brothel. I have to give her a tip later.
Afterwards, I played with her skirt, untying and tying the side ties. Of course, I donât forget to rub her breasts from the top of her shirt.
When I unbuttoned her shirt, I found a white bra. This is also a very high score.
(Itâs so smooth)
I slipped my hand inside her bra and enjoyed the feel of her skin.
(I guess weâll go with soft play today)
The girl who just showed me that she felt pleasure of being stared at. Instead of a stare, Iâll gently stimulate her with the palm of my hand.
Itâs been a while since I gave a massage.
(There~ there~)
I deliberately did not touch the tips of her breasts, but stroked them teasingly.
It wasnât just her breasts. I pulled one hand out of her bra and rubbed her sides, back, and thighs.
Although she finds pleasure in the gaze of others, she seems to prefer gentle stimulation. Soon the high school girl began to wriggle.
(If this an intermediate class brothel or higher, she would probably fight back)
Rather than having the customer to make them feel good, they want to be the one who makes them feel good. Itâs a necessary attitude for a professional.
But the high school girl in my arms is just drowning in the pleasure on the receiving end.
She repeatedly rubs her buttocks against me as I hug her from behind, and begins to repeatedly saying, ãPleaseã to me.
ãWhat do you want me to do?ã
I ask the obvious with an indecent smile on my face.
The straight semi-long haired girl looked embarrassed, but her butt didnât stop moving.
I continued to rub her gently until she told me exactly what she wanted me to do.
ãOkay okay, I understandã
The high school girl couldnât take it anymore and explained what she was ãaskingã for. I nodded and led her to the bed while patting her butt.
When she was on all fours, I took off my own clothes and got on my knees behind her ass. There, I crossed my arms and stopped moving.
ãEh? Whatâs wrong?ã
These are the words of the high school girl. Sheâs probably wondering why I havenât entered.
She turns around questioningly and makes eye contact with me.
ãIf you want it, you have to do something about it yourself, donât you think?ã
After a brief pause, she understood what I said. Her face flushes and she shouts out in an angry tone.
ãNo way! Are you for real?ã
I am serious, yeah, very serious in fact.
Giving up on my determination, the straight semi-long haired girl rolled up her slit skirt by herself. Then she untied one of the straps of her bikini and guided me with one hand and pressed her butt hard against me.
ãâ¦Do I have to do it by myself after this too?ã
She asked, and I nodded slowly.
After a big sigh, the straight semi-long haired high school girl in uniform turned her head to the front. Then, on all fours, she began to shake her body back and forth.
(This has a different taste than having her ride on top of me)
Itâs probably much more exhausting for the woman to crawl on all fours and move on her own. It is not a style of play that can be done many times, but it is refreshing.
(There!)
From time to time, I put my fist between her butt and my lower abdomen.
Naturally, it gets in the way of her butt pushing onto me, so the penetration becomes more shallow.
ãDonât tease me pleaseã
Her voice has a mixture of complaint and frustration that is pleasant to the ear.
She probably thought in her mind that she should step up the game. The high school girl in uniform begins to wiggle her buttocks as if she is kneading, not just moving back and forth.
I couldnât help but squint my eyes at the sight.
(Guh⦠If I donât shift the point soon, itâll be over)
I activated my magic eye and kept it on without making use of it.
I pull my hips back in time with her hips that are closing in to hit the point. Eventually, the straight semi-long straight girl couldnât take it anymore and turned around with an angry voice.
ãKnock it off!ã
After that she jumped on me, straddled me and started shaking her butt violently. The way she ignores the customersâ needs to fulfills her own desires, probably could be said as a rape itself.
(I guess this is one of the parts that made this place considered as a low-class brothel)
But Iâm not going to complain at all.
ãAttacked and raped by a high school girl in uniformã
This is definitely not something you can experience easily.
ãIâm not going to let you off!ã
From top and bottom, the high school girl assaults me with both her mouths, arbitrarily fulfilling her own desires.
She was frowning and moaning loudly, then pulled away and let out a big breath. This is where I start my counter attack.
ãThis guy havenât finished yet, so be prepared for another roundã
I pushed her down on her back and entered her again from the front. She resisted because she just came, but even after using up all her strength, her thin arms could not stop the thirty-year-old man.
Iâm going to give you the thing that you wanted so bad, as much as you want.
ãPlease wait! Let me rest! Iâm at my limit!ã
I answer her in a playful tone as she desperately tries to push me away.
ãIâm not going to let you offã
***
In a place not far from theãSpecialized Uniform storeã.
On the roof garden of a three-story building there, a caterpillar and a dung beetle were having a conversation.
ãI want to show it offã
ãI know right? I want to show off tooã
In addition to the increase in magic power coming from the earthâs veins, the forest garden welcomed new residents, the herd of Capricorns.
Perhaps it was because they had achieved so many things, they wanted to brag about it to someone.
ãBut to who?ã
ãYeah, I wonder who should we show it off to?ã
These two spirit beasts donât care much about the otherâs race. However, the number of people they knew was small.
After a momentâs contemplation, they remembered the existence of their subordinate.
ãUnicorn!ã
ãOh, right! Thereâs unicorn!ã
ãThe Doom Squadã, an organization led by the two. Unicorn is a monster belongs to this organization.
They are the vice-commander and general respectively, so it could be said that she is their subordinate.
Letâs discuss it when the Lord comes back. The two of them nodded to each other.