[May 20/7:40AM Oikawa Aya]
I'm walking with Yuuji on my way to school in the morning.
Normally, the two of us can't go to school together because of the basketball team's morning practice, but there is one day a week when there's no morning practice, so I make sure to spend time with Yuuji on that day. I just want to spend more time with my favorite Yuuji.
–I couldn't possibly say such a thing while looking at Yuuji's face though.
Aya took a breath of fresh air and called out to Yuuji.
"Here. The manga I borrowed."
"Uoh~. How was it? Did you like it?"
"U-Uhn… It was interesting. Really interesting."
"Aya. It's obvious you didn't think it was interesting at all."
"…No, because that guy suddenly used psychic powers or something to shoot… 100 times along the way, I thought, "Is this a basketball manga?" What is that "Super Infinite Orbit 3pt Shot"? I don't get it. The ball went into space?"
"You've got to read the latest sports manga knowing that these powers are normal."
"Ueeh. I'm upset, I feel like Yuuji is scolding me…"
In contrast to the disheartened Aya, Yuuji clenched his fists and said enthusiastically, "Okay, I'll recommend that one next time." Yuuji's spirit is very serious at heart, and he can devote himself desperately to something. That was football until he got injured, and now it's just manga and anime. People around him seem to be saying that he's turned into an otaku, but Yuuji's essence hasn't changed at all.
Aya likes Yuuji who can really love one thing so much.
I love Yuuji, who I'm sure will always stay the same.
"What's wrong, Aya? You're blushing."
"I-i-i-i-it's nothing…"
"If that's the case, I'm glad."
"I-i-i-It's not that I love Yuuji too much, it's just…–"
"Ah. By the way I lent you another book. How was it?"
"...…"
I like blunt Yuuji too, Aya said, wiping her tears away.
Then she rummaged through the contents of her school bag and pulled out a thick book.
It was still far from the school, so there was no one around, but I returned it to Yuuji as I pressed on and asked him to put it away quickly. Because it's an ecchi manga.
"To begin with, is lending your girlfriend ecchi manga in accordance with a lover's treaty?"
"What's a lover's treaty? To begin with, it was Aya who asked to borrow it."
"My request was a "slightly ecchi manga"! And Yuuji lent me that! For an ordinary girl, that's an "extremely ecchi manga!"
Sorry, sorry, Yuuji apologizes after she hit him in the stomach.
However, when she did this, she almost remembered what happened with Kudou-senpai that night — Since then, she had become more concerned about her own chest shaking than ever before — so Aya stopped hitting Yuuji with a big sigh and started walking again.
Then Yuuji asked me.
"So. How was it?"
"I don't know. Punpun"
"Aya is covering it up. You read it."
"..."
"I'll give you a Pocky if you answer."
"I read it I read it I read it!!"
"–So fast. Hey, you thief!"
"Yosh, Pocky Getto!"
She doesn't look at Yuuji's surprised reaction and takes a small bag of Pocky from him.
As a high school girl, doctors say it's better to have too much sugar in your diet. The power of youth is tremendous. In the case of girls, or rather in the case of Aya, all of the nourishment deemed excessive by the body is turned to the parts of her body that enhance her attractiveness as a girl. For example, the breasts and ass. And the chest. And the chest even more….I want to share my nutrition with my height. I think the height is crying now. Too pitiful.
I broke open the bag of Pocky, thinking about that.
"As for my impression, it is well… I think it's ero"
I bite on a Pocky and respond to Yuuji's question in passing.
"You can borrow it if you want to read it again? Netorare manga."
"…Haa~. If it weren't for me, Yuuji wouldn't have a girlfriend."
"What do you mean, all of a sudden?"
"Recommending a netorare manga to your girlfriend is like an extreme form of punishment."
"Punishment?"
"But since I'm a nice person, I have no choice but to borrow it."
I reached out my hand to Yuuji while saying it.
"I don't have it right now", he shook my hand and said.
The hands of Aya and Yuuji overlapped, entwined, and connected.
They look at each other and smile at each other and walk hand in hand and giggle. Aya is kind of a celebrity at school. It's no secret that Yuuji and I are dating. The school also recognizes our love. We don't have to hide anything.Naturally, lately, Aya even wanted to show him this happiness…I'm totally in love, after all.
"Yuuji."
"Nn?"
"Do you… want to do it again?"
"That?"
"Unn."
"…Can I be honest?"
"Yeah"
Yuuji, who was next to me. swallowed.
"I want you to do that, but I don't want Aya to get hurt any more."
He says, staring straight at Aya.
That's proof that Yuuji meant what he said.
Even after the "Netorare Experience", Yuuji still wants Aya to do that. But if Aya is hurt by it, if it's likely to hurt even a little bit, he doesn't want it. Yuuji added in a serious tone.
…Aya's heart –tokutokutoku– beat merrily.
Yuuji's kindness makes you fall more in love with him.
I realized that this is exactly what "heart wrenching" means.
"I understand."
–I'm not particularly hurt.
–I'm okay with it.
I think that kind of reply is different now.
Aya turned away from Yuuji, pretending to fix her bangs. Staring at each other for too long is bad for you. I've had enough of the sugar from my Pocky.
"nihehe", Aya laughs euphorically.
Shortly thereafter…
"Good morning, rampaging tits girl"
"Nhyaa!?"
Someone grabbed my chest from behind and squeezed it too.
"It's huge even in the morning"
"…Moeno. What is this greeting?"
Their romantic mood was shattered by the little devil's voice that interrupted them.
"Hah? It's Oikawa Aya's free titty massage greeting isn't it?"
"…uguuggugu"
"It's common knowledge in our school. Especially among boys. It's an okazu."
TL Note: Okazu = material for assisting arousal during masturbation
"It's too long ago to talk about that! I'm not letting them rub them anymore!"
"Ah~, i can't hear you~. And the tits are heavy. Just holding it for 10 seconds gives me and my arms are going to explode."
"R-rude!"
"You're right, Aya, you used to do that before we started dating…"
"Oikawa Aya is a shortstack big titted ero girl."
"Haah~ I wish you'd stop using so many erotic words in the morning."
A suspicious-looking Moeno lets go of Aya's chest in a flash. Then, the breast that pushed up the blouse bounced violently went –dapadapa♪. It makes me angry that she's playing with me.
Aya tried to revenge on take Moeno, but she dodged and ducked.
And then Moeno, her eyes twisted into a jittery look, tilts her head at Aya and Yuuji.
"By the way, how was the netorare experience with Kudou-senpai?"
"…Not that it matters… How did you know about Kudou-senpai?"
"Eh~ Because I'm as cute as Aya, so I'm popular with the boys in the soccer club. I've heard about that rumor for quite some time. By the way, the boys in the soccer club are scrambling to get their hands on Aya now. If Kudou-senpai was able to "eat", we might be able to do it, too–is what they thought. Uhaha. It's hard to be the popular big titty girl. If the plan goes well, Oikawa Aya will live a horrible school life as a meat urinal in the exercise department and will fail to continue school. Someday she will fall into sex surrounded by men in an AV, then finally Moeno-chan's era will begin!!–"
"I see… Kudou-senpai seems to talk a lot."
Moeno's ambitions were ignored.
When I looked next to me, Yuuji was slumping his shoulders.
"I thought it would be somehow, but was it Moeno's work after all?"
Yuuji and Moeno are opposites, but they are in the same class, they know each other.
As Aya, I'm kind of glad that these two are connected.
"That's right! As a righteous little devil heroine to take back Aya from kimoota boys like him! He's trying to frame K-cup JK Aya for netorare sex!"
TL Note: Kimoota = creepy, disgusting, extreme otaku
"You're crazy"
"Lately, I've been feeling that she is too, relatively speaking."
"What!?" The only crazy thing is your massive tits, Oikawa Aya!!"
"It's true Aya's boobs are huge, but…"
"Yuuji!? Even Yuuji is like that!?"
"I mean, you guys are so close. You've been holding hands since the morning. Stop it because it's an eyesore."
"Wa-wa…"
As Moeno said that, she tried to force Aya and Yuuji's hands apart. If I didn't obey, she was going to get involved forever, so I had no choice but to do so.
"–Yosh."
"…So annoying…"
"Fufun–. And? Will you try netorare again?"
Aya frowned at the abrupt question.
But then gave a smug look right away.
"No way. Yuuji wants to take good care of me~"
Pukusukusu, she giggled and laughed provocatively.
"O, Oee. Disgusting. I'm going to throw up hearing this in the morning."
"That's a shame."
"Do it once more~ netorare~"
"No way."
"…Chi… Damn. Well then. –Ei!"
"Kya, ba, baka. Don't touch my boob–Hiyaa?!"
Moeno gropes Aya's breasts again. I was distracted by the numbness that ran through me for a moment, and I was lightly pushed. I lose my balance toward the rear. I couldn't cope with the suddenness of the situation, and I was prepared for the pain of falling over – that's when it happened.
—ba, fu.
Like that one night, she was supported by a big, hard body.
A low voice said, "Are you okay? He hugged my shoulders, squeezing me.
A tingling that should have been hidden in the back of my mind shows up just a little bit.
Aya looked up at the man, looking up at the sky.
"Wa….Ku, Kudou-senpai. Good morning."
Because of the hierarchy of the athletic department, I bowed my head and greeted him with a bow.
Fresh smile and mint gum breath. His thick and muscular arms were supporting me. His hairstyle is a perfect fit. No, he's definitely really cool, but since I know Kudou-senpai, my heart doesn't flutter like it should. I want to separate from him immediately.
"Good morning Oikawa-chan."
"Umm… Why are you with Moeno?"
"That's the very first question. Because I'm on good terms with Moeno-cchi"
"Fuun."
It wasn't a particularly meaningful question.
Aya and Kudou-senpai. The difference in height is like a father and a young daughter.
He was holding me from the back side and – even though I didn't give him permission to do so – he was rubbing and stroking my shoulder. There is also the feeling of a stiff bulge at the center of Aya's back. In more close contact than necessary, I felt disgusted.
Feeling threatened, Aya quickly moved away from Kudou-senpai.
But soon, he closes the distance and holds me by the shoulders again.
"Wh-what is it?"
"It's morning and I'm horny, so I just want to touch Oikawa-chan."
"I really wish you wouldn't do that."
"Heh? Are you blushing? Your tits are huge."
"M-my breasts don't matter…!"
"Hey, it's fine, it's fine!"
"S-stopp. Hey, help me Yuuji–"
She cupped her own chest with both arms, hiding her voluptuous breasts from Kudou-senpai.
On top of that, I glanced at Yuuji, who was a short distance away.
–But Yuuji had gotten into a conversation with Moeno. He doesn't realize that Aya has been approached by Kudou-senpai in this way. I mean, what is he talking about alone with that little devil? I feel uneasy.
"Does it bother you?"
"..."
"She sounds like she's trying to talk him into it."
"Heh…? Into what?"
"In order for Oikawa-chan and I to have sex again."
"–. Definitely not. I don't want to do it again with a criminal pervert senpai who steals records of body measurements. Let go of me please. That fake charming smile doesn't work for me."
"Eh~. You're still mad about that?"
"You also licked my face so much. Smelly."
"You were delighted."
"I was not happy at all. Get away from me."
"Don't you feel good about being held by an ikemen guy like me~?"
"You're so vain, I feel sick."
"And my cock is bigger than Yuuji's"
"For Aya, a big penis is a minus point."
"You're a lying slutty big titty meat urinal."
"…Ugah! What are you doing in the morning!?"
"Oi look. Don't talk to your senpai that way, Oikawa~"
"–Nyaa?~"
"Hehe. Kawaii."
"Nnyaa~~?~ …"
Kudou-senpai squeezed Aya's cheek.
My cheeks remembered the feeling of that night. The feeling of being grabbed, seeing senpai's, and then being kissed. Feelings. Pleasure. Aya's crotch warms slowly. She would fall if she was careless.
…Actually she was trying to escape from a while ago. However, Kudou-senpai holds Aya tightly, so she cannot move at all, reminding her of how weak and powerless she was.
I can't beat this guy.
Soon after that, Yuuji and Moeno walked towards us.
Kudou-senpai says, "Damn it, time's up," and he leaves Aya.
My body is freed and I am relieved.
I thought they were going to talk about the continuation of the netorare experience, but Moeno kept her little devilish face and didn't have anything special to say about Yuuji, who seemed to be the same as usual.
But after all, after school on that day–
Aya was to have another netorare experience.
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[May 20/7:52AM Yuuji]
I was kept away from Aya by Moeno.
Yuuji's line of sight. There was Kudou-senpai, with whom I had a somewhat awkward relationship. And right now, Aya had fallen onto Kudou-senpai's chest – or rather, due to her height, onto her senpai's stomach. Aya's body is immediately grabbed tightly by Kudou-senpai. In a whisper, their conversation had begun. What are they talking about? I'm curious.
Kudou-senpai is taller than Yuuji, broad-shouldered, muscular, and most of all more handsome. I'd say he has the best looks of any of the boys in the school. And he is the ace striker of the soccer team. A perfect guy. Naturally, the girls love him. However, as far as the relationship with Aya was concerned, the favor was not "Aya to Kudou-senpai" but "Kudou-senpai to Aya".
…Anyone can see that "Kudou-senpai is after Oikawa Aya".
However, Yuuji is confident that Aya will never be taken away. But that doesn't mean I can't have Aya practice my selfish fetish for netorare. The other man is a sexually active adolescent. He may be carried away by the atmosphere of the place and perform an excessive amount of physical acts.
Aya cannot allow herself to be hurt in this way.
So Yuuji watched Kudou-senpai from a slightly distant position — just in case.
"Oh scary. Don't give me that look, Yuuji-kun."
My classmate Moeno giggles.
"No, Aya told me before Moeno arrived, that this look was kind of cool. Plus, if I don't show it in action, it won't be convincing, and more importantly, I won't be able to protect Aya."
"Fuu~. Well. What does that say about you as a cuckold?"
"Huh?"
"You like it when Aya's getting touched by an ikemen senpai who's very popular with the girls right?"
"Not in particular… I don't think about that"
"That's a lie. Hora, Yuuji's favorite Oikawa Aya~ Her super heavy tits are going to be touched by Kudou-senpai~ the official size is 105cm. It's really heavy. I'm training muscle every day with Aya's big tits. It's too heavy. Seriously."
"…You, Moeno…You're doing it with Kudou-senpai, aren't you?"
"My accomplice, or rather, sex friend? Kudou-senpai, even when doing it with Moeno-chan wants to "Hold Aya again", or something, so I thought I'd help him out. And–"
Moeno comes much closer and pokes at Yuuji's lower abdomen with her fingertips.
Beautiful sharp, pointed fingers. In addition to that, even her big breasts hit me. All I see is Aya and my senses are numb, but Moeno is big there too. The word is that she's a G-cup. Feeling queasy, Yuuji turned his gaze away from Moeno.
"You have an erection."
"I don't."
"Aya's just having an innocent conversation with Kudou, and you're feeling the NTR~."
"W-wrong!"
"If that's the case, maybe it's because of Moeno-chan's cuteness?"
"That's even more wrong."
"…I'll stab you."
"..."
"Ne, Ne Yuuji-kun. Let me guess what you're thinking, Yuuji. Oh, I know you're guessing the tits too, but you're probably thinking, 'It's smaller than Aya~' anyway. The boys in the school have the intuition, but my boobs are also huge! They're 94cm! It's Oikawa Aya' fault! It's a conspiracy! Moeno-chan's plans to be irresistable is disturbed by a secret society conspiracy!"
"…What do you mean guess what I'm thinking?"
Yuuji's gaze is caught in Moeno's dark eyes.
"–Yuuji-kun, you're just embarrassed. Actually, you want Kudou-senpai to NTR Aya again, but more erotic. Then I'll tell him on your behalf. One more time, one more time-I want Kudou-senpai to have sex with her. Don't worry. She's not going to get hurt. That is Oikawa Aya? If it is seriously unpleasant, she would refuse with all her might. She'll bite senpai's cock off. Also, you know, like, only play the game that you and Yuuji has agreed on beforehand. It's just a blow job and sex – two hours of nothing but blowjobs and sex, you know? So what do you say and have better NTR?"
"Hiroshima dialect…? …Mou…"
Yuuji was jammed with words.
Honestly, it's just as Moeno pointed out to me. To put it bluntly, I want to be NTR'ed so badly. Now that the experience the other day has deepened my bond with Aya, and I'm confident that I won't be seriously NTR'ed, I want to see Aya NTR'ed by Kudou-senpai, even if it's just one more time.
"Aya said. She was a little excited to have Yuuji watching her being NTR'ed. She did. A couple with mutual inclination for netorare, that's the best."
"Is that true? She never said a word about it to me."
"Are you stupid? A girl wouldn't feel comfortable saying such a thing to her boyfriend."
"Is that so…?"
"Uhn. So, you–"
"Eh, s-stop–"
–"Negotiations have been concluded," Moeno lightly remarks, moving to stand next to Yuuji.
She didn't even give me time to make a decision, let alone give me time to respond.
Moeno's gaze invited me to look at Aya, who was flirting with Kudou-senpai.
She puffs out her cheeks and glares up at Kudou-senpai, but every once in a while, just for a moment, a smile of genuine innocence peeks out. Aya doesn't seem to mind being touched on the shoulder so thoughtlessly, having her twin mounds groped, and having her cheeks rubbed. She doesn't seem to mind.
Of course, Yuuji didn't mind… either.
–Eventually, he rejoined Aya and held her hand back silently.
Aya's little hands were as warm as usual, and she was still sweating.
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[May 20/14:59PM Message App]
Oikawa Aya: I heard it from the little devil.
Yuuji: Little Devil?
Oikawa Aya: It's Moeno
Oikawa Aya: Yuuji, do you want me to do netorare experience again?
Oikawa Aya: With Kudou-senpai
Yuuji: I don't know, it's kind of hard to tell.
Yuuji: If Aya doesn't mind.
Oikawa Aya:[Oikawa Aya Submitted a Photo]
Oikawa Aya: This was sent by Moeno
Oikawa Aya: Yuuji's face when I was playing with Kudou-senpai
Oikawa Aya: You look just like the main character in the netorare manga you lent me.
Yuuji: I'm so embarrassed
Oikawa Aya: It's okay
Yuuji: Eh?
Oikawa Aya: Netorare experience, one more time
Yuuji: Seriously?
Oikawa Aya: Yuuji is worried, but don't worry
Oikawa Aya: Kudou-senpai is so kind to me
Oikawa Aya: I'll be connecting you on the video phone like the other day.
Oikawa Aya: If something happens, Yuuji will be there to help
Oikawa Aya: I don't think it's goign to happen though, lol
Yuuji: I see.
Yuuji: Well.
Oikawa Aya: I'll make a promise to Kudou-senpai after school today.
Yuuji: All of a sudden?
Oikawa Aya: Uhn.
Yuuji: What about club activities? Do you have basketball practice?
Oikawa Aya: I'm skipping for the first time lol. Kudou-senpai too lol
Oikawa Aya: Yuuji?
Oikawa Aya: You don't like it?
Oikawa Aya: Yuuji~??
Yuuji: I don't dislike it.
Yuuji: Aya
Oikawa Aya: Nn?
Yuuji: I really love you.
Oikawa Aya: Wahwahwah
Oikawa Aya: Yuuji baka!
Oikawa Aya: I love you too!
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[May 20/16:15PM Yuuji]
It was after school and Yuuji was in the library.
Instead of an open space for self-study reading, he went into a private room for researching materials.
It comes with a key, and no one can see you from the outside. There's a time limit, but you can also request an extension with a single tap from the tablet on the desk. It's not crowded, so you can stay until the school closes. Yuuji sat down in the chair–and exhaled.
About 10 minutes have passed since he arrived at the private room.
His phone vibrated, buzzing, alerting him to an incoming call.
Yuuji hurriedly booted up the computer screen in his room and connected his phone to it using a cable. With this, he is now able to view the "video" on a large screen–.
"Hello?"
I knew it wasn't just a regular videocall, but I responded plainly.
"Aya–?"
Of course, there is no answer from the other side.
Instead, the screen gradually became brighter.
The reddish-brown sunset shining through the ordinary window, the bed with its wrinkled sheets, the figure of a little girl sitting on it, the folding circular table, the floor littered with objects, the large man's uniform hanging on a hanger at the edge of the frame, and so on.
Not at school.
Not even at a hotel.
It was clearly a man's room.
Kudou-senpai's room.
"Ah"
Kudou-senpai went behind Aya, who was sitting on the dirty bed, and sat down with a thud. As it was, he grabbed Aya's shoulders with his big hands and squeezed them as he had done this morning, and then, in a slow motion, brought his face to the nape of Aya's neck — fuu, fuu, and sniffed.
jururi– I also heard the sound of licking.
Aya purred like a cat, "Nyaan♥"
Hearing this, Kudou-senpai's breath became even more hoarse.
Aah–.
The netorare experience has begun again–.