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～After School～
I was called to the Literature Club room.
The moment I entered, without giving me a chance to say anything, they sat me on a chair, tied me up, and blindfolded me.
"Why, why?!"
"…I-I'm not used to it… otherwise I can't do it."
With help from Yakishio and Yanami-san, I was restrained to the pipe chair. After that, the two left us alone, and Komari approached, climbing onto my lap.
If I thrashed around recklessly I might kick Komari, so I couldn't move carelessly.
I could only stay there helplessly while unable to see.
And then Komari, sounding intrigued,
"It's… big… ah, you're excited… you masochist."
"————!!"
Komari brought her breath close to my cock, which was exposed to the air.
I couldn't tell if her goal was sexual relief or observation. But she was holding her smartphone, and I could hear and sense her clearly taking notes.
"What exactly are you using this as reference for… Komari?"
"D-Don't ask… It's a girl's private matter."
"Even though my privacy is being violently violated?"
"…The smell is really strong… and the shape, this part is like this…"
"…!!"
She wasn't listening. Komari had already entered full observation mode.
I could only let her do as she pleased.
...Pito, pito.
"…It's hot… really hot."
She pinched the base of my cock with her fingers, holding her smartphone in her right hand while using the fingers of her left to pinch and lift the erect shaft. She brought her face closer to examine it.
"The specimen is moving around."
"I-I'm not resisting!!"
"…Liquid is coming out from the tip."
"T-That's… because you're touching it, it can't be helped."
I had heard that girls' fingertips tend to be cold, but Komari's were so chilly it made me worry whether blood was even circulating through them.
And that cold temperature was extremely stimulating to my raging, heated cock.
There was no stroking motion yet. I wasn't masochistic enough to get hard just from embarrassment… or so I thought.
But still…
"…Are you feeling it… Nukumizu?"
She asked, but I didn't want to answer.
However, staying silent was as good as nodding.
"…"
More fingers touched me. From the angle, it seemed Komari had put down her smartphone.
With both hands, she traced the exposed cock as if warming her cold fingertips.
Her breath was also touching it.
Right now, Komari was breathing heavily in front of my bare cock.
"Ah, it's hard… W-Why are you getting excited!! …The tip is dripping and drooling… ah, onto my hand."
It had gotten on her.
The precum that touched her hand when she instinctively tried to wipe it.
I couldn't see what Komari did with it. But her movements told me everything.
...Chu… nuchu.
"!"
My hearing was still working. So I understood.
...Kuchu, reru.
...Chupu.
"…!! …Nn, how… is this?"
...Kuchu, nuchu… chuko, chuko chuko!! ♡
"!?"
My feet lifted off the ground, then pressed hard against the floor.
Komari's hand, slick with saliva and precum, began stroking my heated cock.
I could feel her ragged breathing and the clumsy movements of her hand.
"…Your breathing is getting rough♡… Ah, you can't be helped, you pervert♡"
Her voice sounded delighted as she kept moving her hand up and down with an excited rhythm.
Komari was watching. Breathing heavily from arousal, she gradually noticed the effect of her breathing and—
"Ah, nn… ah, fuu… ah, fuuuuuu♡"
"!?"
When she blew on it, her breath stabbed directly into the glans.
The temperature difference against my hot, flushed cock created an intensely sharp pleasure.
"Komari, no… it's coming… I'm going to cum!!"
"…It's fine. I didn't say you couldn't… cum."
"Ah, eh… ah, kku… ah, aaah!!"
...Kuchu, nuchu… kuchu, guchu guchu, guchu guchu guchu!! ♡♡
She touched me carefully and attentively. Although her grip was a bit weak, she properly stimulated the pleasurable spots. Komari stroked my cock to make me feel good.
"…Nn… ah, you like it here… then here… I'll do lots of… kuchu kuchu♡"
"!?"
...Nuchu, kuchu kuchu, kuchu!!
"…Ah, fuu, fuuuuuu!! ♡"
...Kuchu, nuchu!! …Nuchu, guchu!!
With her pinching fingers making small, precise movements, Komari's fingertip handjob and breath-blowing concentrated on the glans and underside.
Carefully, persistently—even if the pressure was light, focusing like this made the pleasure rise abnormally high.
"I want to see… so you can cum on my hand."
"!"
I trembled, then convulsed.
With Komari's fingertips, I reached climax.
And the release landed on her palm.
"————!!"
The blindfold towel must have been loosely tied by Yakishio, because it slipped down and my vision returned. So I ended up seeing every detail of what Komari was doing right in front of me.
...Byuru, dobyubu… topupu♡
"Ah… it came out… ah, it's so heavy♡… The smell is amazing too… it's really thick♡"
Thick white viscous fluid splattered stickily onto Komari's beautiful palm. And as she looked at the liquid, the light in her eyes gradually changed.
Quietly, her words grew softer, and in proportion her breathing became wetter and more heated. From her slightly open mouth that wouldn't close, her small strawberry-colored tongue emerged, and now—
"…E, rure… Nn, chu… kku♡"
"!?"
With her small mouth and tiny tongue, Komari meticulously cleaned the hot semen from her hand.
Like a cat grooming itself, she licked carefully and thoroughly, taking every drop from her palm and fingertips into her mouth. After that, her gaze returned to my cock.
"…Ah… ah mmm, reru, churuu♡"
"————!!?"
A ticklish sensation touched the tip.
Komari, excited and intoxicated, ignored any request to stop. She obsessively licked the mess off the shaft and sucked out the remaining fluid from the urethra, swallowing it down.
Pressing her lips against it and drinking like juice through a straw, Komari was consuming my semen.
Seeing that sight made my cock harden even more painfully, and Komari—
"…You have no self-control."
"I-I don't want to hear that from you!!"
I thought the Komari right in front of me had no right to say those words.
...Chu, reru… kuchu, juruu.
"——!!"
However, with me restrained, I had no right to speak, and Komari's curiosity-filled blowjob continued as she pleased.
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"Fuuun, you remembered it properly. Good boy."
"Shouldn't that be 'erotic' instead?"
"Nukumizu-kun, saying 'you're erotic' to a girl is sexual harassment. That's exactly the problem with you, seriously."
"…What part exactly, Yanami-san?"
It was strange. The three of them were supposed to be the abnormal ones.
Even so, ever since it became three, every day was tough. They were considerate enough not to do full penetration at school, but whenever they felt like it they would reach for my zipper or pull down my pants. And on days off or when there was time, they would gather and do it all together at once.
When exactly had I become the protagonist of a harem eroge manga?
"Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday—every single day without fail. Why haven't I turned into a dried fish yet?"
"Dried fish is delicious. You can crunch the bones too."
"I see. Yanami-san, when you eat me, at least leave the skeleton, okay?"
It would be painful if only my head could be buried. The urn would end up half empty.
"Dried sanma has the best head… You're no good because you don't eat the bones, Nukumizu-kun. If you're picky you won't grow big."
"…"
Dad, Mom, Kaju. Sadly, it seems nothing will be buried in my grave.