Chapter 1: Transfer Day, Erect Desires
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The gates of Shiranami Academy stood tall and wide.
The summer sun baked the pavement. Aoi Takumi, transfer student, stepped through them with a bag over one shoulder and tension rising in his jeans. Seventeen girls in one class, all 18, final year. And he was the only guy.
He felt their eyes. From windows, from benches, from behind notebooks.
His dark hair hung in soft, messy strands, his collar open just enough to show a bit of collarbone. As he opened the classroom door, a wave of perfume and air conditioning hit him.
Silence. Then whispers.
> "Is that the new guy…?"
"He's kinda cute…"
"Bet he's got a huge one…"
At the front of the room stood Sayaka Minami, the strict class rep with long black hair tied tightly in a ponytail. Her blouse hugged her chest — modest, but those buttons were holding on for dear life.
> "You're late," she snapped, arms crossed.
"Sorry," Aoi smiled. "Got a bit… distracted."
Sayaka's eyes narrowed, but before she could scold him again, another voice chimed in from behind.
> "Let the guy breathe, Sayaka~" came the sultry purr of Rika Satsuki, the class gyaru.
Rika sat back in her chair, legs spread just enough, skirt barely doing its job. Her tanned thighs gleamed, and her blouse was unbuttoned enough to show her pink lace bra.
> "I don't mind sharing a seat with him," she smirked, patting her lap.
Sayaka glared at her, but Aoi smirked and took a seat at the back. The rest of the day was a blur of introductions, stares, and fantasies already forming.
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After School – Hallway Heat
Aoi was walking alone toward the locker area when he heard footsteps behind him.
> "You think you can just transfer in and flirt with anyone you like?" came Sayaka's voice, sharp but trembling.
He turned. She stood there, flushed.
> "You got something you want to say to me in private?" he asked, stepping closer.
She didn't move back. Their faces were inches apart.
> "You were staring at my chest all day."
> "You noticed?"
Before she could speak, Aoi's hand slid around her waist and pulled her forward—right into the lockers. She gasped, eyes wide.
> "Sayaka," he whispered. "You liked it."
His hand slipped down, under her skirt. Her panties were already damp.
> "Tch… idiot…" she whispered, but didn't stop him.
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Scene – Locker Room Encounter
Suddenly, someone else walked around the corner.
> "Oho~ Am I interrupting?"
Rika.
Without missing a beat, she walked up and pressed herself against Aoi from behind, her soft breasts sandwiching his back.
> "He hasn't even tasted you yet, huh, Sayaka?"
Aoi felt Rika's hand slide down and unzip his pants. His cock sprang free — long, thick, and throbbing.
> "Hnnn… big," Rika whispered, eyes glinting.
Sayaka gasped as she saw it, face red.
> "Don't just… whip it out like that…"
> "What, scared you'll like it?" Aoi teased.
Sayaka glared… then dropped to her knees.
> "Shut up. Let me inspect it properly."
Her lips wrapped around his cock, slowly at first, tongue tracing his shaft. Rika knelt beside her, licking his balls gently.
> "Mmm, he smells good…" Rika moaned.
Their tongues touched. They looked at each other — and then kissed, his cock between their cheeks.
He groaned, grabbing both of their heads as their mouths worked in rhythm. Slurping, moaning, wet sounds echoing off the lockers.
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Climax – First Taste
He couldn't hold it. With a loud moan, he came — thick ropes of cum covering their faces.
Sayaka blinked, stunned.
Rika just opened her mouth and swallowed as much as she could, then wiped some off Sayaka's cheek and licked her finger.
> "Yum~"
Sayaka sat back, panting, her blouse half undone, breasts rising and falling. She glared up at Aoi.
> "Don't get cocky. That was just a... lesson."
> "Then teach me again tomorrow," he grinned.
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