He sat cross-legged before the limp girl, hands on her knees to spread them wider, the skirt riding up to reveal simple cotton panties, pale purple with a tiny bow on the front.
Rui had to close his eyes for a moment because of how cute it was for someone who considered herself a punk.
'Sooo cute!' he wailed internally, cock throbbing in their confines.
Opening them again, his gaze then narrowed on the damp spot already blooming at the crotch of the fabric.
He licked his lips, mouth watering at the thought of eating her out, "Doesn't it feel better to relax?" He murmured, squeezing the supple flesh of her thighs in admiration.
But jirou shook her head, eyes glassy as weak protests bubbled from her lips: "N-no... Ah... feels wrong…"
"I'm afraid I can't do that, kyoka. Not until I get your first orgasm. I have to seal the deal you see." Rui said , voice low and coaxing, as he gripped the hem of her shirt and yanked it up further, bunching the fabric under her weak arms.
"Hey! D-dont!"
Her bra followed, unclasped with a flick and shoved aside, exposing small, perky breasts, her nipples hardening in the room's air, pink and begging for attention.
He leaned in, breath ghosting over one peak, but held back, savoring her little shiver at the action.
Instead, he licked his fingers thoroughly, coating them in saliva until they gleamed, then traced down her body. Past the quivering stomach, under the skirt's edge, grabbing the little panties and tugging them over her barely haired legs before spreading them once more, this time with her entire pussy on display.
She was clean shaven.
Rui nearly passed out from how fast blood flowed to his neither regions, practically ravishing the sight of that red flushed cunt lips as they trembled in the cool air of the room.
Kami, he felt like he was going to get a nose bleed from how beautiful her teenage pussy looked!
"Your kitty looks so good kyoka~ good enough to eat~"
He whispered reverently, almost like he was telling her a secret.
Jirou blushed hotly, caught between embarrassment and the weird hot feeling that seemed to have taken up space in her tummy as she tried once more to close her legs.
But the strange force that had spread them in the first place was still in control, forcing them into a nearly uncomfortable stretch as she lay under the eyes of her perverted classmate.
Said pervert simply winked at her red face, wet fingers trailing lower down her body, swirling through her pussy to gather some of her juices until he came to stop at the furled opening of her anus.
"But, regardless of how good it looks, I can't make it that sweet for you, though. You're going to cum, yes, but it's going to be the hard way. You see I have a strange little entity I have to impress into giving me more stats and I do have to punish you for being so rude to me too."
His slicked fingertips circled her tight asshole, pressing gently at first, then firmer, the puckered ring resisting before yielding to the intrusion.
One finger breached, slow and deliberate, knuckle-deep into the hot, clenching passage.
Jirou gasped, body arching off the floor, a mix of protest and moan escaping her.
"Ah—wait, that's... not... oh kami…" Her hips twitched, the unwanted stimulation sparking nerves she didn't know fired that way, the compulsion twisting the discomfort into building heat.
Straightening his finger, the digit plunged even deeper into Jirou's clenching asshole, twisting against the hot, velvety walls that spasmed around it.
Then he crooked it and digged.
"Ngh!" The girl clenched her cheeks, and kicked out, nearly taking his head off.
Phewww. She's really stubborn. That won't do.
Rui shifted backwards, far enough away from any stray kicks, before looking over to Mio who had stayed kneeling silently beside jirous head.
"Hold her open for me."
The older woman immediately set to work, happy to have a task, and knelt behind Jirou on the tatami mat, pushing her up with little effort and sitting the school girl on her lap, her ample breasts pressing like soft pillows against the girl's back as she wrapped her arms under Jirou's thighs.
Noiselessly , she lifted and spread Jirou's legs wide, holding them draped over her forearms, forcing the purple-haired girl's body to lean back into her soft chest.
Jirou's small frame trembled, her head lolling against Obāchan's shoulder, violet eyes glazed with the compulsion's haze, while her skirt bunched uselessly around her waist and her purple panties dangled from one ankle.
Fuckkkkk. It was such a hot image, Rui felt his cock throb from the lust of it all.
"Tell me, Jirou," Rui managed to say, his voice rough, locking eyes with her as he pumped his finger in and out, the slick sounds filling the room. "Who knows you're here? Is- is there anyone waiting for you?"
Jirou's lips parted immediately, the words forced out amid her whimpers. "My P-parents... think I'm at the l-library…... Ngh! I'm n-not supposed to be home till seven... pm…" Her voice hitched as his finger curled inside her, grazing nerves that made her earphone jacks flicker weakly against her bound wrists.
7pm huh.
Well, time was on his side then. It was only 5:30pm, plenty of time to break her in.
Just then, the system notified him, seemingly back to normal after neither he or Jirou died from spontaneous combustion:
[Target Arousal: 48%. Orgasm Tracked, Progress: 15%.]
She was so close already.
He leaned in, breath warm on her neck and pressed a kiss right on her bobbing throat.
"That's a good girl kyoka-chan. I'm going to make everything feel amazing. Just let it build, sink into the heat—I'll handle the rest." His free hand trailed her inner thigh, a small distraction against the burn in her rear but it was still not enough to take her mind from the pain of being opened up this way.
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