RIIIIINNNNGGGG
The noon bell hadn't even finished ringing when Natsuha already had a tight grip on Jin's wrist.
She didn't give him time to pack his books or say goodbye to anyone. She dragged him out of the classroom at full speed, weaving through the students in the hallway with the determination of someone who had been counting the minutes for four hours.
The moment they turned the corner and got away from the hustle and bustle, she glued herself to his arm and got on her tiptoes until her lips brushed against his ear.
"Jin-kun~... Miwa-nee said she's too busy today and won't be coming."
"So?"
Jin turned his head and met those purple eyes just inches from his own. They shined with a hunger he recognized perfectly.
Natsuha bit her lip and her free hand slid stealthily from Jin's arm down to his hip, playing with the waistband of his pants.
"So... Why don't we just go to my house?" Her voice dropped, turning into something resembling a purr. "Anyway, there are school activities this afternoon and no classes."
…
Natsuha walked with a happy bounce in every step, her uniform skirt riding up and down with the movement.
"Jin-kun, Natsuha-chan!"
Akane's voice reached them from behind. She came trotting up, slightly out of breath, and every stride made those huge tits bounce inside her uniform with titanic violence. The fabric strained and slacked, strained and slacked, and Jin seriously wondered how the fuck no buttons had gone flying off yet.
She hung onto Jin's free arm, leaving him trapped between two hot, soft bodies rubbing against him from both sides with every step.
Under the midday sun, the three of them walked at a fast pace toward the Shinomiya house, driven by an urgency that had absolutely nothing to do with lunchtime.
Barely crossing the front door, Natsuha dropped a "wait for me a moment" and disappeared upstairs toward her bedroom.
Today she was going to give it her all. Every minute of those two days of abstinence, every hour she spent tossing and turning in bed thinking about him, she was going to make up for it until he couldn't walk.
Watching her disappear, Akane turned to Jin with a complicit little smile and a naughty gleam in her eyes.
"Jin-kun... this time I prepared a surprise~"
But before he could ask, the bedroom door opened.
Natsuha appeared in the doorway walking with a slow pace, her hips swaying with a cadence that made her whole body undulate like a snake.
And what she was wearing, or rather what she wasn't wearing, made Jin's dick throb.
Her upper body was practically naked. Her shoulders bare, her collarbones exposed, and those udders completely out in the open, jiggling freely with every step, with absolutely nothing holding them up.
The only thing separating them from total nakedness were two strips of dark purple fabric that originated from the choker around her neck and ran down over each nipple, barely covering them.
Two ridiculously thin straps, stretched tight over that overflowing flesh, that a single finger could push aside. One tug and those udders would be completely at the mercy of the first mouth that lunged at them.
From right below her breasts, a pale lilac silk dress wrapped around her waist and hips, falling like a sheer cascade that turned see-through when the light hit her from behind, hinting at the curves of her thighs and the shadow between her legs.
And underneath all that, black silk stockings covered her from the tips of her toes all the way up to her waist, hugging her legs tightly. The opacity was spot on: dark enough to be obscene, sheer enough to let the pale tone of her skin underneath peek through, creating an illusion of nakedness wrapped in silk that invited you to touch, to tear, to rip them off.
Seeing Jin completely mesmerized, Natsuha gave a triumphant smile.
She walked up to him without rushing, putting one foot in front of the other, letting her tits bounce with every step. She finally stopped inches from his face and tilted her head.
"Ara~... is Jin-kun hypnotized~?"
Off to the side, Akane watched the whole show with her eyes wide open.
She and Natsuha were intimate, inseparable, partners in crime for everything... but also secret rivals. They competed silently over who could drag the loudest moans out of Jin, who left him more satisfied, who made him lose control first. And she never expected Natsuha to pull that out of the closet.
'So that is your play…'
She understood it instantly. Natsuha was normally the most direct, the hottest, the one who threw herself right at him. That is why she had chosen the exact opposite: a sophisticated outfit, almost refined, specifically designed to wake up Jin's urge to tear it apart with his bare hands.
The effect of the contrast… Brilliant.
'But Natsuha-chan… this time we both thought the exact same thing~'
Narrowing her eyes, Akane threw herself between the two of them, blocking Natsuha with her body and planting herself in front of Jin with a smile dripping with malice.
"Jin-kun~" Her flirty voice, imitating that tone Natsuha usually used when her fever spiked. "I also have some good tricks over here~"
'Let's see…'
Under Jin's expectant gaze, Akane slowly reached her hand inside the collar of her uniform, dug around for a moment, and pulled out a blonde twin-tail wig… and a cheerleader outfit.
!!!
Jin's eyes snapped wide open.
'Are you fucking kidding me!'
He knew those clothes.... Way too well. He had jerked off to it several times when he watched the hentai.
Natsuha, who a second ago was absolutely ruling the situation, furrowed her brow.
Smiling sweetly and without the slightest shred of shame, Akane began unbuttoning her uniform. One by one, taking her time, wanting Jin to enjoy every second of the wait.
The first button revealed her collarbone. The second, the swell of her breasts. At the third, the shirt opened up and she slid it off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor.
Her skin caught the light with a soft pearlescent glow. Left exposed, her generous breasts bounced naturally, uninhibited, and her nipples, already hard, pointed firmly, as if they accurately perceived the gaze roaming over them.
Grinding her teeth, Natsuha could only watch, powerless, as her rival changed right in front of Jin.
Akane slipped on the cheerleader skirt first, and Jin's crotch responded before his head did.
The skirt was ridiculously short—No, short was an understatement— that skirt didn't even cover half of her ass. Her ass cheeks spilled out from underneath, and with the slightest movement the thin thong sinking between her cheeks peeked out, exposing the triangular area of her pussy.
Then she put the top on. Incredibly tight and nowhere near her size. The fabric clung to her breasts in sheer desperation, squeezing them and pushing them up, while an open heart-shaped neckline exposed an absurd amount of squished flesh, as if they were going to spill out at any moment.
The top left her waist and belly completely exposed.
If with Natsuha you had to unwrap the gift before eating it, Akane came already opened and ready to be devoured.
Finally, she put on the twin-tail wig, and the transformation was instantaneous.
She was no longer the modest Akane. She was someone else entirely.
"Master~!" she purred as she spun around and planted herself with her fists raised and her legs spread slightly, like a slutty cheerleader. The little skirt rode up with the movement and her ass was left completely bare from behind. "Do you like it like this~?"
That was her strategy… her wonderful strategy.
Compared to Natsuha, she always acted more restrained, the one who blushed and looked away. That is why this time she had decided to do the exact opposite: to be as provocative and shameless as Natsuha, and offer Jin something he didn't expect from her.
The exact same contrast game, but in reverse.
Natsuha glared at her with a furrowed brow.
'This bitch copied me….'
But there was no way in hell she was going to admit defeat. Not after spending hours picking out the outfit, not after rehearsing her walk in front of the mirror, and definitely not in front of Jin.
Slithering like a snake, she pressed her body against his side, and her fingers began tracing teasing spirals on his chest, while looking at him with eyes shining with a dangerous seduction that seemed capable of stealing your soul if you stared into them for too long.
She got on her tiptoes and brought her lips close to his without actually touching them. Her breath, warm and sweet like strawberries, caressed his mouth, and between her parted lips and Jin's formed a sticky string of spit that stretched when she pulled back barely a centimeter, smiling with her eyes.
'You don't stand a chance, Akane! I already won this!!'
But her rival had no intention of just standing there watching.
Licking her lips, Akane took Jin's other side and claimed it as her own.
On his left, Natsuha sliding her fingers down his chest with "fuck me" eyes, breathing into his mouth with peach breath. On his right, Akane wiggling around in that ridiculous little skirt, her tits bouncing and her nipples shining like headlights, calling out to him.
The two of them glared daggers at each other, refusing to yield a single centimeter. The tension between them was thick.
However, Jin let himself go, letting them continue their competition, while he devoured them with his eyes.
'And I'm supposed to choose?'
Bullshit. He had already chosen a while ago.
Extending his arms, he yanked Akane against his body and dug his fingers into that jiggly ass before she could even react. Her ass cheeks overflowed between his fingers and he squeezed harder, hungry.
"Hyaan~♥️!"
Happy, Akane wrapped her arms around Jin's neck and he squeezed her ass with even more eagerness, carrying her toward the bedroom without looking back.
"..."
Natsuha stood completely still.
Alone...
In the hallway.
With her elegant outfit, her purple strips, her black silk stockings, and an expression of absolute disbelief on her face.
"...What?"
It took her several seconds to process what had just happened.
She had seduced him to a point that should have been physically impossible to resist.
And even so... he chose Akane.
Her face went from disbelief to indignation, and from indignation to a fierce determination that darkened her gaze.
"Pss…"
Jin peeked out the bedroom door, leaning his shoulder against the frame, giving Natsuha an absolutely cruel smile.
"I have decided to go with Akane first today."
Natsuha opened her mouth.
"As for you..."
Jin's eyes shined with something dark.
"... You will stay and watch."
"EHHH??"
Natsuha's jaw dropped. Not being allowed to be first was already a massive blow, but not even being able to participate? Just watching as he fucked Akane?
She opened her mouth to protest, but before a single word left her lips, her body moved on its own.
Her legs walked into the room without her permission, her feet planted themselves on the floor, and there she stayed. Motionless. As if an invisible force had glued her to the ground.
'That bastard is using his power to control me…!'
She tried everything. But nothing worked. Her body now obeyed Jin's commands. The only thing she could move were her eyes, and what those eyes were seeing was destroying her.
Akane was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed and her tits overflowing from the neckline of her top.
Seeing her walk in, she shot her an arrogant smile.
"Ara~ Natsuha-chan... are you just going to stand there watching~?"
Without waiting for an answer, she leaned toward Jin, wrapped her arms around his neck, and offered him her nipples, bringing them close to his mouth, without taking her eyes off Natsuha for a single instant.
This was the first time she had beaten Natsuha, and the triumph shined all over her face.
Natsuha wanted to scream. She wanted to cry. She wanted to tear herself off the floor and throw herself on top of both of them. But her body wasn't responding, and the only thing she could do was watch as Jin lowered his mouth toward Akane's breasts.
'NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!!'
She screamed on the inside with all her might, but not a single sound left her lips.
This was worse than losing.... This was pure torture.
Jin looked at her out of the corner of his eye, and feeling his gaze, she looked back at him with a mix of pleading, fury, and desperation that would have softened anyone.
Anyone except Jin.
A malicious smile spread across his face
"This is your punishment for this morning"
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