Chapter 2: Panties in the Desk Drawer
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Morning sunlight poured into the classroom.
Aoi Takumi walked in, calm as ever, like he hadn't just blown his load onto two classmates yesterday. But the moment he took his seat, he noticed something strange.
A faint scent.
Sweet. Musky. Female.
He reached into his desk drawer—and stopped.
> What the hell…?
Inside were a pair of panties. Black. Lacy. Wet.
His cock twitched immediately.
He looked up. Across the room, Rika sat with her legs crossed, biting her pen, giving him a look that said: Yeah, those are mine.
Sayaka, meanwhile, glanced at him from behind her book, eyes sharp but cheeks tinted pink.
> "You planning to keep sniffing them all day?"
Rika mouthed the words without sound.
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Break Time – Girls' Bathroom
It wasn't long before Aoi cornered her.
The moment Rika stepped into the hallway, he pulled her into the empty girls' bathroom. Lock clicked.
> "So," he said, pressing her to the wall, "what was that stunt about?"
Rika smirked and pulled up her skirt—nothing underneath.
> "Just saving you the trouble of undressing me later."
Aoi growled and spun her around. Her ass was full and jiggled as he pressed his cock between her cheeks. He rubbed it slowly, teasing her soaked slit.
> "You're dripping already," he whispered.
"That's your fault," she moaned.
Without warning, he slid in. Deep.
> "Ahhh—fuck! You didn't even warn me!"
He slammed into her hard, one hand grabbing her hair, the other on her bouncing tit. The bathroom echoed with slapping skin and moans.
> "You want people to hear us?" he growled in her ear.
"I don't care! Fill me—fill my pussy, Aoi!"
He pounded her faster, her legs trembling.
> "You're so tight… damn it, Rika…"
> "I want your cum inside! Breed me like a bitch!"
Her words pushed him over. He grunted and came hard, deep inside her, hips twitching as she screamed with climax.
They stood there panting, her inner thighs a mess, his cock still buried in her, twitching.
> "Bathroom quickies," she said breathlessly, "are the best."
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After School – Sayaka's Desk
That evening, everyone left except Sayaka. She stayed behind, erasing the board.
Aoi walked up behind her.
> "You forgot to punish me for today."
> "You think I didn't notice what you did with Rika?"
She turned to face him—but he didn't give her a chance to lecture. He cupped her breast through the shirt. She gasped, slapped his hand, but didn't move away.
> "I bet you were wet watching us," he whispered.
"N-No... I…"
He lifted her skirt.
> "What's this then?"
Her panties were soaked. She blushed hard.
> "That's not fair…"
He pushed her onto her desk, panties aside. His cock slid between her folds, rubbing, teasing.
> "Beg," he said.
> "Nghh… please… fuck me. I want to feel you… again…"
That was enough.
He entered her slowly. She moaned—louder than before. Her nails dug into the desk. He rocked into her, deep, slow, then fast. She screamed his name, body writhing.
> "Yes… yes! Fuck me, Aoi! I'm cumming!"
She gushed around his cock, her juices soaking the wood below.
But he wasn't done.
He flipped her over, tits spilling out of her blouse. He sucked on one nipple, hard, while thrusting into her again.
> "So sensitive, Sayaka. You taste so good…"
She arched her back, crying out with another orgasm.
He finally came inside her again, both of them collapsing onto the desk in a sweaty, breathless mess.
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