With this, I've taken the virginity of all four beauties from Hanza High... How many times have I fantasized about this? What kind of virtue did I accumulate in my past life? Will I be reborn as a water flea next time?
While entertaining these absurd thoughts, I slowly moved my hips. If I didn't distract myself like this, I'd probably cum immediately.
Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap...
"Hah, nn, ah! W-wait, nn♡"
Hamabe's body jerked with each thrust, and I had to tense up to hold back. If I relaxed even slightly, I'd explode. As I continued this blissful torment, the moment finally arrived. Her cervix descended, pressing against my glans. Simultaneously, Hamabe's reactions changed.
"Ngh! Ah♡ Aahh!? W-wait♡♡♡ right there♡♡♡"
Her pained voice from enduring the discomfort earlier began giving way to sweet moans. I started thrusting even harder.
"N-noo, ah! Nn, nnn♡ Ooh♡ Ooooh♡♡ C-Chifumi♡♡"
Hamabe writhed, gripping the sheets tightly. Watching her like this only heightened my excitement. I wanted to go deeper... I lifted both her legs onto my shoulders and leaned in, penetrating her even further.
Squelch... Gush, plop!!
"Nnnnooo, oooohhh♡♡♡"
I must have reached the deepest point yet. Hamabe's eyes flew open, her tongue lolling as she panted. Her expression was utterly lost in pleasure—adorable. I wanted to make her feel even better... So I thrust harder.
Slap squelch squelch squelch squelch plop!!
"Nnnnooo, I'm... I'm cumming♡♡"
Hamabe's vagina was like that "kazunoko ceiling" thing—definitely top-tier among Genius Gene Recipients. The rough texture constantly stimulated my glans while her walls tightly squeezed me. Her cervix seemed to suck at my tip as if trying to draw out my sperm. I was nearing my limit too. With one final push, I hammered into her.
Slap squelch squelch slap! Squish gush, squelch squelch! Squish, squelch!!
"Ah, ah, ah, nooo♡ Nnngh♡♡ Oohh...♡♡♡ Uuuuhhh~~♡♡♡"
Hamabe arched her back, convulsing. Her insides clenched even tighter, and I came with her.
Splurt splurt!! Sploosh!! Splurt splurt!!
"Ah, it's so hot... Nnnnoooohhh♡♡♡"
My semen flooded deep inside her. Feeling the heat, she twitched and spasmed intermittently. Her climax lasted a long time. Even as it subsided, her body still trembled slightly. Finding her adorable, I gently pressed my lips to hers.
"Pwah... Hah, hah... W-was it okay? Did it hurt?"
"...No. Just like Ichika said, it felt amazing♡ Maybe because it was you, Chifumi?"
"Who knows? I'm not sure."
I scratched my head sheepishly. Apparently, men can't help but feel incredibly happy when their sexual performance is praised.
"In middle school, I asked Ichika to become a Genius Gene Recipient with me. But I was a little scared of sex, and Ichika said she'd never done it either, so we researched together..."
"I see... But I get why you'd be scared. It takes guts to suddenly do it with a stranger, especially for your first time."
"I thought I was prepared, but I had some minor trauma with men, so I couldn't bring myself to go through with it... Then Ichika said, 'Then I'll go first! I'll tell Mickey how it was, and if it's bad, we'll bail♪'"
"Ah, so that's why Matsuki cut in when I was about to do it with Mitsuki first."
"Probably. Ichika seemed hesitant too, but when I said I'd do it, she made up her mind."
"...Sounds just like Ichika, always thinking of her friends."
"Totally. Ichika always protects me. Even when we first became friends..."
Hamabe began recounting her memories, speaking haltingly.
"Until my second year of middle school, I was in sports—a sprinter."
"Wow, really?"
"I was a regular on the podium at prefectural meets, and people said I might make it to the Olympics. But... there was a problem."
"A problem?"
"Our club advisor, this guy named Souda, was a total creep. He'd grope the girls under the guise of 'massages.'"
"What a piece of shit!"
"He did it to me a lot too, but I loved track so I endured it. But in my second year, during the fall tournament, I tore my Achilles tendon..."
As she spoke, Hamabe rubbed the scar on her left ankle. The ugly surgical mark made it clear how severe the injury had been.
"After surgery, I could walk again, but my athletic career was over."
Despite how devastating it must have been, Hamabe spoke casually, as if she'd moved on. Feeling protective, I hugged her tightly.
"That must've been hard. After all your effort..."
"Yeah... But thanks to that injury, I became friends with Ichika."
"Because of the injury?"
According to Hamabe, their friendship began after an incident. It started when Souda summoned her to the equipment room after she'd recovered enough to walk without crutches.
"Hamabe, you've caused me a lot of trouble. Damn injury."
Souda had been criticized for ruining a promising athlete's career. Taking out his frustration, he lectured her incessantly. Though it was pure resentment, Hamabe listened quietly.
"I'm sorry... for the trouble I caused you, sensei."
"Tch, you clearly need stricter discipline!"
"Eh!? Discipline...?"
Without warning, Souda shoved her down and pinned her.
"Stop!! What are you doing, sensei!?"
"Shut up! You ruined my reputation! You're gonna make up for it!!"
"Nooo—!!"
CRASH!!
As Hamabe screamed, Souda's face suddenly snapped sideways. A gyaru stood over them, her left foot having just delivered a clean kick to his face.
"First a pervy teacher, now a rapist? You fucking scum!!"
"Y-you're Matsuki from Class 1! You think you can attack a teacher and get away with it!?"
Souda clutched his bleeding face—his nose was clearly broken.
"You're the one who won't get away with this! I recorded the whole thing!"
"G-give me that!!"
Dodging his grab for her phone, Matsuki drove her knee into his stomach. Souda crumpled, writhing in pain.
"I already uploaded this to my channel. Making it private for now, but depending on your attitude, I might share it with the whole world!!"
Matsuki had won decisively. Souda fled after hurling empty threats, leaving the two girls alone.
"M-Matsuki-san... thank you... for saving me."
"Don't mention it. He messed with my napping spot, so I had to teach him a lesson."
"But... is it really okay... to do that to a teacher...?"
"Totally fine. Anyway, you're from Class 3, right? Your name is...?"
"Hamabe... Hamabe Mitsuki."
"Right, Mitsuki. Then I'll call you Mickey. We're friends now since I gave you a nickname."
"Matsuki-san..."
"If anyone messes with Mickey, I'll crush them! So don't worry!"
"Th-thank you...♡"
Hamabe clung to Matsuki, sobbing. Thanks to her, the incident didn't leave deep trauma—though she still had a slight fear of men.
Later, Matsuki sent the video directly to the school board, exposing Souda's history of harassment. He was promptly fired, his current whereabouts unknown.
Though Matsuki's violence was questioned, it was deemed self-defense, and she faced no consequences.
"...Man, Ichika's always been so cool."
"Right? She's my hero. I love her♡"
CREAK!!
The bedroom door swung open, and Matsuki strode in, wrapped in a towel.
"How was it, Mickey? Was Chii-chan gentle?"
"Yeah. It was amazing. All my Souda trauma is gone now!"
Noticing my smile as I watched them, Matsuki raised an eyebrow.
"What's with that grin, Chii-chan? What were you two talking about?"
"Oh... just how cool Ichi-kun's always been."
"Pfft, what's that about?"
"I was telling him how you saved me. He said you've always been cool."
"Ehh, really?~ That's embarrassing~"
Grinning, Matsuki flopped onto the bed.
"But hey, I wanna see your cool side today too, Chii-chan♡"
"Right? You're not done yet, are you? Let's go again—all three of us this time♡"