Where had Takashi been hiding all the time his six women were telling their stories?
Now they were gathered together to punish and make the boy suffer, the boy who, according to them, had been playing with their hearts.
That Friday being a day when school was not part of the students' schedules, Takashi had used the time to try to find a new job that would allow him to attend school and fit his new tight quality-time schedules with them.
"We'll call you."
'I doubt they'll call me.' Komuro walked among the crowd, discouraged despite being surrounded by people who were clearly happy.
"That's the third interview I've had today, and all three have told me the same thing. I guess it's not convenient for them to hire students for half shifts, unless it's seasonal," he talked to himself with the same attitude.
"Though I'm glad to have time to spend with each of them... I need to earn a living. I can't always live off the support of Takagi-san." Saya's father, despite Komuro having become independent from the family shelter they had given him after the loss of his parents, provided financial help to him, because he saw in him the son he never had.
"How I wish the six of us could all meet and get along. But if they found out, they'd kill me before I could explain things."
Takashi arrived at the entrance of his house after a long, wasted day, three job interviews, but being a student, not every job offer had a high chance of hiring him.
"The good thing is it's the weekend. In a little while, Yuriko-san should arrive, and then I can forget all my problems from today." He opened the door to his house, walking toward the living room without paying attention.
"Welcome home, Takashi-kun," he heard the voice of Takagi as soon as he set foot in the living room.
"Yuriko-san..." Takashi's joy vanished, replaced by concern upon seeing that she was not the only woman present.
"What? Shizuka, Kiriko-san, Kyoko-sensei, Yukka-san, Rika... what are you all doing here?"
The six milfs with whom Takashi played the loving boyfriend were seated there in his living room, all with calm, serene smiles, yet at the same time, they radiated a lethal aura with their gazes fixed on Komuro.
"Take a seat, Takashi-kun. We need to talk to you." The sweet voice of Yuriko did not lessen how deadly it would be to enter that circle.
Taking a seat in the middle of the six mature women, fearing for his life, he kept his mouth shut and let them speak first. Anger was what Komuro could feel radiating from each of the six, yet what exactly were they going to fight over in this unexpected gathering?
"Takashi-kun, you know it's already a problem for a young boy like you to have an inappropriate relationship with women our age," Yuriko was saying, being the most composed among the six. "Not so much because of the age difference you have with us, or because some of us have husbands, but because..."
"Do you think it's okay to play with the heart of a scorned woman?" Kiriko scolded the boy, causing him fear.
"Kiriko, wait," Takagi held her back.
"You're mistaken," Takashi spoke up. "I'm not playing with anyone's heart. I love each and every one of you. I understand I shouldn't have feelings like this, but I do. For some reason, when I see you, my heart races and I can't control it..."
Honesty was what they heard in those words of Komuro. Perhaps they were judging him wrongly. Perhaps.
"It's clear that what you feel for us is genuine, Takashi-kun," Yuriko said.
"That's something we wanted to clarify, but even so, this doesn't end here," Kyoko exclaimed.
"Right, Takashi-kun. You can't be everyone's boyfriend at the same time. You have to choose one of us," Yukka added.
"Choose? No, I couldn't choose any of you," he said with determination.
"It's something you have to do, Takashi-kun. You can't date everyone at the same time," they insisted once more.
"I knew you'd say that. You leave us no choice," Yuriko declared, standing up, as did the others.
"We have to settle it that way," Hayashi asked, concerned.
"With a boy like Takashi-kun, I suppose it's the only way," Shizuka commented.
"What are you planning to do to me?" It wasn't his life that was in danger, but his manhood that was in peril.
He didn't notice that Rika had gone behind Komuro's seat to place a cloth bag over his head before being grabbed by someone and carried to the second floor.
So much fear was what he felt that he had no idea what was going to happen to him; he didn't realize what was happening around him. When they removed that bag, where he could barely breathe, Takashi opened his eyes to see that he was tied to the bed in his room.
His bed should have been placed against the wall, but they had moved it to the middle of the room. The dark-haired boy's legs and arms were bound and spread to each end of the bed, completely naked.
"What?" He then saw the six women in front of him. "What are you going to do to me?"
"Takashi-kun, there's only one way for you to choose one of us." Then he watched as the six of them removed their clothes in front of him while he was tied to the bed, seeing all six completely naked.
"None of us is willing to let you go. So we're going to hold a sex duel for you. We'll give everything we have so that you pick one of us." Although this situation was the fantasy of many men, the way it had come about did not leave Komuro aroused but rather worried.
"And until you choose one of us, we won't let you leave this room. You're trapped with us."
He took a deep gulp and asked God for strength, because they would possibly end up breaking his dick or his pelvis would be fractured very soon.
Despite feeling terrified, he was aroused. Yuriko had her lips on Komuro's while Takagi had her hand placed on the dark-haired boy's bulge, caressing it delicately.
"Yuriko-san..." He pronounced the woman's name when the aforementioned's mouth finally let him catch his breath.
"You like the way I kiss, Takashi-kun. You're not the only one who can leave someone breathless with a kiss," she exclaimed. Her body was pressed against Komuro; her breasts rubbed slowly against the left side of his torso.
The woman's open legs clung to his left leg, and her pussy likewise rubbed against the boy's muscular leg.
"Takashi-kun!" Yukka, who was on the right side, took the dark-haired boy by the chin to kiss him in the same lascivious way Takagi had kissed him, and she also ended up leaving him breathless, but this time in less time—he hadn't recovered enough breath after Yuriko.
"Tell me, do you like me... I can leave you breathless too."
"You two can leave him breathless, but I can leave him dry," Minami exclaimed.
Both Komuro and the two mature women at his sides looked down the boy's torso, seeing how his face showed an orgasm produced by Rika's mouth, after having removed the hands of both women and having Takashi's cock all to herself in her mouth.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" Rika spoke even with that piece of her boyfriend filling her cheeks.
"My mouth isn't the best at pleasing your dick. I can do this for you every day. Don't you want to see me in an elegant wedding dress, like you told me? Only for you am I willing to put one on... but you have to pick me for that."
That made one of them particularly jealous. Rika had told them, after confronting the other five earlier, that Takashi wanted her to wear a wedding dress after hinting that he wanted to make her his wife.
To be continued…
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