Chapter 23 Part 2
Done unbuttoning Yuu-kun’s shirt, I then roll up his tee shirt and enjoy his skin.
I love Yuu-kun’s upper body, which allows me to have a good feel of the less fleshy bones.
I stroke my fingertips and palms around from his sides to his back and then to his chest to ascertain the smooth feel of his skin.
「Few… Ngh, ahh… S, Sayaka… senpai.」
I block his mouth, which is letting out cute voices.
As it is, I slip my tongue in and savor the inside of Yuu-kun’s mouth to my heart’s content.
Yuu-kun also sticks out his tongue, and as soon as the mucous membranes come into contact with each other, they stick closely and wiggle against each other.
「Nmm… Hnn! Nghh… Hnn, hnn, amm, licklick… Ah… Nmm… Nghh… ahn….」
As our tongues entwine with each other, my head becomes fuzzy as if I have caught a fever.
But our tongues alone are moving around single-mindedly as if they are different creatures altogether, making a wet sound as they seek each other out.
I can tell that my crotch is already soaking wet.
I had no idea that kissing alone could make you feel so good.
Sex is more than just having an erect penis inserted into your vagina and making it let out its sperm.
Even though we have only been in this waiting room for about 10 minutes. Even though the foreplay has only just started.
Last Saturday, I had no choice but to wear my panties that were still wet and change them as soon as I got home.
But I brought a change today, so there will be no problem. Yes.
I wonder how long the French kiss has lasted.
When we part our lips momentarily, a string of drool trickles from our mouths.
Yuu-kun is staring at me with feverish eyes.
If he stares at me with such eyes, I….
Yuu-kun is my cute junior, that should have been it, but….
Not only is my excitement ever-rising as I feel it from the core of my body, but I am also overflowing with the desire to have Yuu-kun even more.
As I try to kiss him again….
「Hyaa! Y, Yuu-kun?」
「Fufufu. Sayaka-senpai’s boobs.」
「Hey… Haa… Hnn!」
Before I knew it, my bra is removed and Yuu-kun’s fingers are pinching my nipples.
Not only that, lowering his head, Yuu-kun is sucking on my boobs.
「Y, you must not… Ahii.」
「Eeh, I mustn’t do it? Nmm. Then, how about this?」
「Ahn, ahn, Yuu-kun! No, my, my nipples…. Ahn!」
Playing with my left nipple with one hand, Yuu-kun takes my right nipple in his mouth and rolls it around with his tongue as he sucks on it.
At first, I thought he was like a baby.
But why do I end up feeling it so much, I wonder?
Not only do I end up letting out an inconceivable noise, I cannot stop the tingling from the depth of my body either.
To begin with, I do find it curious as to why Yuu-kun is so well-versed in women’s bodies, even though it should have also been his first time the other day, but I have no leeway to think about such a thing.
As my body ends up reacting so sensitively to Yuu-kun’s caresses, I cannot help but let out an improper noise.
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Today was Monday.
By all rights, it was the day of the week when there were no student council activities.
But Ishikawa Eimi, suppressing the pounding in her chest, was in a jog as she headed for the boarding house, where the student council office was located.
At present, she was in love.
The other party was a first-year student who had just joined the student council, Hirose Yuu.
At Sairyo Academy High School, the ban on male-female mingling was officially lifted from the second year (in reality, there were also some boys and girls who deepened their relationships during their first year through club activities, etc., but it was tacitly approved).
If they requested a meeting in advance and were accepted by the boys, the girls could talk with them during recess or after school.
To do this, however, there was a need for the girls to leave a certain degree of good impression on the boys and make them remember their names and faces at the social events held in their first year.
Nonetheless, not all girls were able to mingle with boys smoothly.
And not all boys were able to immediately accept girls at the start of the second year.
Even though they were blessed in terms of competition rate compared to the rest of the world, at this point, only a part of them – about one or two per girls’ class – had started going steady with boys.
The day after the entrance ceremony, Eimi, who had failed to form friendly relationships with boys as of April of her first to second year, decided to go scouting near the boys’ classroom with a friend who was in the same position as her.
They were to check out the boys who got off the boys-only shuttle bus and entered the entrance of the second school building.
It was not that they had any intentions to do something with them or anything.
It was simply an action spurred by curiosity which was a characteristic of girls in puberty, wondering what kind of boys there were among this year’s first year students.
Especially in April, when new students had just enrolled, there were more girls like Eimi and her friend who came to scout the boys.
As long as they did not do things like breaking into boys’ classrooms or laying their hands on the boys, and stopped only at looking at them, the school would tolerate it.
A rope was set up in advance about 10 meters away from the entrance, and the flocking girls were waiting for the bus to arrive.
8:20 a.m. The first bus arrived. At that point, the number of girls who gathered there had grown to nearly 100.
The first bus appeared to be a minibus with the course of going around the city of Saiou.
There were probably a dozen or so boys on board.
When the bus parked about 5 meters away from the entrance, the doors for boarding and alighting on the side of the bus opened.
Having secured a front-row spot thanks to having occupied the spot since one hour prior, Eimi’s mouth loosened up at the arrival of the moment she had been waiting for.
The boys were getting off the bus one after another.
Good grief, another year has begun, huh. The ones who remained unperturbed as they took a glance at the girls in such a manner were probably third year students.
As more than half of the third year boys had already been marked, it was risky to go after them.
Even so, perhaps the boys they had their eyes on were there, there were girls who called out their names and made a fuss, going kyaa-kyaa.
The ones who showed a look of surprise upon seeing girls crowding around and hurriedly averted their eyes must be first year students. Talk about innocent.
In the midst of all this, one of the boys who got off of the bus looked around at the girls who were directing feverish gazes at them with a bold attitude.
He wore a top and bottom black jacket that fit well with his stylish figure.
He seemed to be on the tall side for a boy.
His straight, quirk-free black hair was swaying smoothly in the spring breeze.
His chiseled and shapely face was manly, and his large and bright eyes were gentle.
Be it the second- or third-year boys’ classes, there were only 30 or so boys in each class. Eimi had memorized what kind of boys there were in each class, down to their faces and names.
However, the beautiful boy in front of her did not exist in her memory drawer.
Which meant, he was a first-year student?
A buzz spread even among those around Eimi.
「Oh my God, that boy, isn’t he crazy good-looking?」
「Is there by any chance a male idol enrolling in the school?」
「No, no, no, your ordinary idols are no match against him, duh!」
「Wow! Just looking at him is making me horny.」
As he suddenly floated a smile and looked in her direction, their eyes met.
At the very least, that was how Eimi felt.
At that moment, Eimi received a shock she had experienced for the first time in her life.
In other words, she fell in love.
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Reborn In A World of Chastity Reversal
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