Nanayoko’s eyes left the textbook and slowly pulled back her chair and stood up. She approached the window and looked out at the sky outside. On the campus’s sports field, a group of Athletics Department students were hooting and hollering, lining up in formation as they did their exercises.
“Miss Minami, it looks like it’s going to rain, so by the end of the school day, you might get caught in the rain ……,” Reiko Shimoshima, the second grade homeroom English teacher, told Yoko Minami from behind.
“Ah, but I’ve only prepared a small portion of the class ……”
“It’s a lot of work, I remember too, when I first came to my teaching placement, I was in the senior girls’ class.
“But when I get up to the pulpit, I’m red in the face and I don’t know what I’m saying to my students!”
“I’ve already given two lectures today …… My hand is shaking with the chalk, and although I want to be calm, I think of all the eyes staring down at me …….” Nan Yangzi said.
At this point a male teacher said, “I’ll go first!” and left the faculty room.
There are three teachers left in the faculty office besides Yoko Minami and English teacher Reiko Shimoshima.
It’s finally raining. The students on the playground ran into the athletic department room next to the gym.
Thick gray clouds covered the sky as the thunder grew louder and closer, and the other teachers lit up their electric lights.
“It’s raining!” Reiko Shimoshima said as she closed the window. Yoko joined her in closing the window.
The clock on the wall is five thirty. The dismissal time for students is five forty-five.
“Sorry, I’ll go first!” Reiko Shimoshima returned to her seat and began to organize her desktop.
Yoko returned to her seat two tables away from Reiko Shimoshima.
The gym teacher, Yoshio Namekura, stood behind Namiyoko, tapped her on the shoulder, peered down into her face, and asked, “How’s it going? Getting used to it after two days of internship?”
The gym teacher was about 5’8″ tall, full of strong muscles and a lanky physique. However, Yoko always felt that she didn’t take a liking to Namekura. He also doubled as the life instructor. She had only observed him for a couple of moments feeling that the students were afraid of him and hated him.
But Namekura’s hand was still on Minami Yoko’s shoulder. Through Yoko’s blouse, it was obvious to get a sense of being skinny to the bone.
“Yikes! How can I say it’s good? But after only two days of internship, my legs still shake!” Nanyangzi said.
“But it looks like the student is interested in Ms. Minami!” Namekura said.
“Yes?”
Yoko tried to avoid Nakura’s hand on her shoulder, she slowly shifted her body and Nakura’s hand slid onto her back.
“Especially the male students are disturbed when they see a teacher as young as Ms. Nan!”
“Whoa! Ms. Namekura! I see you have a crush on Ms. Minami too!” Reiko Shimoshima said with a bit of sarcastic sarcasm.
Namekura’s hand pulled away from Minako’s body.
“Ms. Shimoshima, you’ve just gotten married, and you’re having a good time with your husband, aren’t you? At my age, I’m no longer interested in my wife! It would be nice to have a youthful and lively woman like Ms. Minami.”
Namekura shook Yoko’s shoulder once more and headed off to a corner of the faculty room. He picked up a microphone and informed the students who remained on campus that it was almost time for school to end.
“It’s a nasty thing. Nan Xiao Wa, to that group of students you’d better be careful ah! It’ll come to cause trouble soon!”
“Ah ……,” Yoko swept Namekura a sidelong glance. He had come over to Ms. Minami’s seat and started smoking.
The rain was getting more and more intense, the rain swept against the glass windows, and inside the faculty room, the sound of bla bla bla bla could be heard as well.
A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the air in the faculty room shook with a pale flash as the campus opened up.
“It’s raining heavily, everyone, I’ll go first!” Reiko Shimoshima trotted out of the faculty room.
Yoko was still ambling around preparing for class. She began to prepare for the class she would be teaching tomorrow.
Mr. Kagawa Yosuke, who had been instructing Yoko for two weeks, went to the school’s Board of Education as soon as class was over. He instructed Yoko to organize and summarize her thoughts on the day’s teaching and put them on his desk.
Yoko suddenly remembered Masahiko Otsu. A heat shot through her chest and Otsu’s face came to mind.
I won’t be able to see Yoko for two weeks – three nights ago, Otsu mumbled as he wrapped his arms tightly around Yoko’s body. He also bit Yoko’s ear, sucking and sucking.
Her breasts felt swollen under her blouse and her nipples began to tingle. Her legs were crossed and clenched under the table. The roots of her thick legs felt numb and paralyzed.
Kanji Watanabe, the janitor, came in. He was almost seventy, a man with gray hair.
“Mr. Nan, the principal wants you for a moment.”
“Is it calling me?”
“Yes! Mr. Councilor is with us.”
It was a plain fact that Yoko could foresee what the Chairman of the Board of Directors, Hisamitsu, was going to do next by deliberately leaving him at the restaurant with Yoko.
“Headmaster, don’t leave!” Yoko tried to call out to the Headmaster, but she didn’t, her eyes showing a wet, flirtatious look.
“Looks like there’s a typhoon …… Hey, Ms. Nan!” The councilor said.
“No, I’ve had enough to drink, and I’m ready to be excused ……” Yoko said.
“You don’t have to worry about the rain, I’ll take you home in my car!”
“Don’t, I really drank too much!”
“Then, drink with me, just let me drink ……” The Councilor’s eyes sparkled as he drained his own glass, his wrist still wrapped around Yoko’s neck.
“Please!” Yoko instinctively shook her upper body as she tried to escape the Councilor’s wrists.
And still gurgling and pouring wine into his mouth, Councilor Hisamitsu took advantage of the situation to pounce on Yoko’s body as he kissed his way to Yoko’s red lips, injecting the gooey stuff into Yoko’s mouth, and with their bodies wrapped tightly around each other they both collapsed on the side of the wine table.
Yoko swallowed the wine mixed with sticky saliva, and for a moment, the heel went blank and her consciousness blurred.
Her school skirt was lifted up and her plump thighs showed off her panty jacket-clad legs, glistening under the pale light of the fluorescent lamps.
“It’s good that you’re not so scared. Next year you’ll be a teacher at our school. Yes, a school with a beautiful girl as a teacher will be more famous ……” said Hisamitsu complacently.
The councilor once again made Yoko drink mouth-to-mouth, the sticky liquid sliding down her throat and into her stomach pouch.
The inside of her stiff flesh was immediately hot with excitement. Yoko’s flesh became limp, her wrists stretched out loosely, her school uniform wrapped breasts, heaving together.
Hisamitsu’s hand combed through the hair on Yoko’s forehead, the skin between the hairline was more than enough to incite a man’s arousal. Hisamitsu’s lips kissed Yoko’s forehead and licked it with the tip of his tongue as Yoko closed her eyes and shook her head. The councilor licked her brow and sucked on her eyelids, he used the tip of his tongue to lick open Yoko’s eyelids and touched her eyeballs directly.
“Ah, ah ……” Yoko moaned in a thin voice, but her voice was even thinner than it had been a moment ago, and her retinas seemed to dissolve in a curry-like substance that felt uncomfortable, and Yoko’s upper body avoided the Councilor’s tongue.
The Councilor’s tongue licked further into her other eye, licking at the eyelid that her fingers had uncovered.
“Don’t lick it ……” Yoko screamed. The hot breath exhaled from the Councilor’s nostrils tickled her hairline. Nose, cheeks, ears, Yoko’s face was being licked all over by the councilor’s insistence, her face was dripping with sticky saliva, and her slender neck felt sticky as well.
The councilor caressed her breasts through her school uniform, and the bouncy breasts were subjected to sometimes strong and sometimes weak pressure.
Yoko, who was being scratched with the chairman’s tongue, felt the horror of being sexually assaulted by a man, but her flesh still felt comfortable and caused a burst of pleasure. The tips of her nipples tingled and felt like electricity, and sparks erupted from the depths of her lower abdomen.
“Ah …… well …… don’t do that …… la!” Yoko screamed breathlessly. With each kiss from the councilor, she bent her body and twisted a little.
She lifted her jaw and leaned back, her forehead in a faint frown, her tightly closed eyes vibrating, her half-open mouth spewing out gusts of hot air, her neck bruised and flushed.
Kirikiri Kirikiri – Yoko’s fingernails gripped the tatami mat, and the councilor’s tongue, still tenacious, attacked her. Yoko, who was powerless to resist, got really angry at this point.
Only the sound of the rain outside resounded in her own ears, and her mind and body felt as if it had been washed away by a flood ……
Yoko’s school skirt was lifted up, her pantyhose and panties were torn off, and the chairman of the board bent Yoko’s plump, tightly-closed thighs up and began to mess around with them. The lust of the womanly Chairman Hisamitsu was aroused, and after taking in Yoko’s under-skirt, his lustful eyes were fixed on Yoko’s young breasts, and the folds of the school were pulled up to her waist, exposing her lower half.
Although Yoko resisted, the college girl began to get drunk. The psychology of being sexually violated and abused was also beginning to stir. Her immature flesh, stepping into the adult world for the first time, seemed to be hesitant.
Councilor Hisamitsu’s fat and oily face showed a horrible, treacherous smile as he looked at Yoko’s crooked, pained expression, with a lustful gleam inside his eyes, and his bony, thick-boned hand stroked Yoko’s lower abdomen.
“Ah, ah ……” Yoko slid her body upwards again as her words were lost in the play.
Yoko bulged out that flat lower abdomen. From any angle, it seemed that her stomach was sticking up high. The grass beneath Yoko’s hill, the ground bubbled with young spring water. Along the valley, there was an oval-shaped patch of grass, the ends of which were tangled up with each other and still had moist drops of dew on them.
“The young woman’s aromatic zone looks so beautiful! A body as beautiful as Ms. Yoko’s contains the essence that brings back a man’s youth.” Mr. Hisamitsu didn’t call her by her name, but called her by her beautiful name, “Yoko”. He was confident that he could hold Yoko in the palm of his hand.
Hisamitsu ran his fingers between Yoko’s legs, while his other hand removed her school uniform and caressed her ample breasts, while the tips of his fingers played with her pink nipples. Yoko’s body flopped and rolled together like a white larva dug out of the dirt.
“No, too exciting, no! Must let me calm down! I’m …… drunk, you’re getting me drunk with a drink that doesn’t suit me ……” Yoko shouted in a broken voice.
When Hisamitsu’s finger touched the crack between her legs, a tingling sensation was felt between her legs, and for a moment it was as if he was trying to deliberately lure the man’s finger, and the entrance to the garden of the aronia immediately contracted. Deep in the cleft of Yoko’s lower abdomen, she felt the muscles stirring and spurting out something hot, clear nectar sticking to the councilor’s finger and pulling out a young thread of mucus.
“Ah …… well …… please, don’t …… stop!” Yoko’s words were lost in the rain. Hisamitsu’s fingertips parted Yoko’s canyon from side to side, unearthing the stamen, which was hidden deep in the flesh, like peeling a pod. The pubic nucleus, exposed from the center of the ring-like crack, was a light reddish color. It was shivering pitifully like it was being haunted by a demon. The councilor’s fingertips stroked the protruding pubic nucleus, and Yoko’s flesh suddenly jumped up as if it had been fitted with springs, and her breasts felt inflamed, her pink nipples standing up with stimulation.
“The shoots are fresh. Those older women don’t react to being touched by men. And Ms. Yoko’s whole body trembles at the slightest touch, look, you here ……” Hisamitsu gently flicked the bud, and Yoko’s body threw back considerably.
“Mmm…… mmm……” Yoko happens to cry like a dove chirping. From the depths of her throat, she kept exhaling hot air, and nectar squeezed out from the depths of her fragrant grass, flowing down between her legs ……
Hisui lowered his face and licked the sweet spring that flowed from his slit, his fingers rubbing and stimulating the stamen.
“It’s the most beautiful alkaline flavor, and women of these kinds of ages are the best time to eat. Older women have a strong cheese flavor, mmm……” The councilor’s tongue, licking fiercely along the slit, at this time, Yoko also accelerated to bend up her body.
The chairman spread Yoko’s thighs wide apart and peeked at the fleshy petals, which were slightly vibrating. The chairman’s thick tongue pushed into the slit, sucking and sucking, making “squeaking” noises. Yoko was really worried that he might have sucked out her insides as well. She felt her lower abdomen melting, and she felt herself overflowing with love juices. ……
She suddenly felt like she might just die like this! It would be nice to die. Instead of being toyed with by men, she would be happier dead! Her consciousness blurred. She felt her whole body burning, her eyes were covered with a film, her body was floating lightly, and she began to fly on clouds.
Hisamitsu’s fingers dug into the sweet springs as he tickled the argyle and grazed the deep flesh of the womb. Yoko returned from the dream world to the present straight. Now she felt like she was on top of a mountain. In time with the man’s finger movements, her breathing began to tense and her breasts felt hard. When the stamen on the inside of her pubic bone was stroked, she immediately felt the urge to urinate.
“Ah, ah …… pee out la, let me into the restroom …… quick! The restroom ……” Yoko screamed, but incoherently.
Yoko’s body was on her back, the back of her head was touching her ankles, her whole body was like an arch bridge, her hands were braced on the tatami mat and she was scratching, she was balancing herself while still cooing like a pigeon, “mmmm, mmmm ……”. The chairman of the board changed the movement of his fingers, like a piston movement, his fingers in and out of the slit, kneading and squeezing the pink flesh, and the stamen is crooked to and fro, appearing and disappearing.
“Mmm, mmm, mmm ……” Yoko was getting more and more pissed. She gritted her teeth and endured, her thighs spasming and stiffening like iron bars.
“Ah, the dew is overflowing ……” The councilor pressed down firmly on Yoko’s pubic mound and inserted his fingers into the innermost part of her fleshy lower abdomen slit. Hot mucus flowed out of the crack, bubbling up with an unpleasant odor that went straight to Hisamitsu’s nostrils. Yoko’s foot lashed out and kicked the foot of the wine table, and with a bare thud, the jug rolled across the table and ended up at Hisamitsu’s feet.
The room was filled with the stench of alcohol, and when the oozing wine wet the councilor’s socks, he began to unbuckle his own belt, taking advantage of the situation to pull down his pants. Hisamitsu assumed a transgressive position, sticking out his lower half that had accumulated fat.
The councilor had reached the point of arousal between his legs, a patch of dense, hard pubic hair, the horny unwritten thing sticking up at a straight angle, and Hisamitsu gripped his own unwritten thing tightly and rubbed it against Yoko’s lower body.
Just then, the phone in the corner of the room rang, and the ringing resounded throughout the room, vibrating the stagnant, warm air.
“Bastard, just at the right time to call!” Councilor Hisamitsu gushed, his fingers digging around in Yoko’s lower abdomen, so as not to let Yoko’s arousal cool down, and so tickled Yoko’s slit still fiercely before reaching down and grabbing the phone again.
Yoko could no longer hear the phone ringing, she had been taken up and down by the councilor into a world of oblivion, and she had shrunk her body into a ball of desire. She tilted her head back, huffing and puffing, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth, her eyes rolling white while her pupils disappeared under her eyelids.
The call was from Principal Ouchi.
“Almost done! Hey, just listen to her moans of pleasure, she’s quite a good woman, and with a little training, she’ll be even better!” After Hisamitsu said that, he pressed the barrel of the phone to Yoko’s mouth.
“Ah …… ah …… well~~” Yoko shook her head. Her permed, wavy hairstyle was cloaked at this point.
“Councilor ……,” Principal Ouchi huffed backward, his mood swirling even at once as he imagined the Councilor entwined with Yoko at the moment.
“Now it’s time to start having sex, will you listen again?” The councilor yelled.
“Right mesa up-see you later!” Principal Ouchi said.
“Yeah, bye!” Hisamitsu put down the phone heavily. Then his hand caressed Yoko’s chest.
“Hey Yoko, let’s have as much fun as we want, you don’t have to worry, you have to moan loudly for miles ……”
Hisamitsu knelt between Yoko’s legs and held up the unwritten object, folding Yoko’s flesh up and thrusting it in.
“Ah ……” Yoko cried out in a long drawn out voice, her whole body shaking with excitement as her hot blood rushed through her body for a moment. As she was penetrated deeply by the councilor, Yoko had some sort of crushing sensation and her consciousness blurred ……
Hisamitsu scrutinized the expression on Yoko’s face as his waist pushed up and down fiercely. He was already flushed with excitement, and for a moment his eyebrows danced as he kept his mouth tightly shut and held his breath. When his unwritten thing jolted inside the woman, just for a moment, he stopped moving as well, his upper body collapsing on top of Yoko’s.
Yoko wrapped her arms tightly around the Councilor’s upper body. As her arms, which were wrapped around the man’s back, grabbed the man’s shirt, Councilor Hisamitsu, who had reached a boiling point of lust, fired inside Yoko.
Yoko’s hand shook a little as she squeezed the chalk.
The sight of the students stabbed her back with morbidity, especially the eyes of the male students, like hungry beasts, all looking at her greedily, all wanting to lick her as if they were trying to lick her. She wore only her bra under her blouse, which still left a shadow looming over her breasts. Yoko thought how nice it would have been to wear another shirt underneath her blouse, and she regretted it a little.
It was the fifth class, and last night’s torrential downpour had brought an unbelievably good day, and her lower body felt like it had swallowed a lead weight, and she was depressed. In the morning she felt hot and bloated. What exactly she had said from the pulpit, even she didn’t know anymore.
Last night, she was toyed with and violated by Councilor Takeo Hisamitsu at the restaurant. By the time the principal, Kazunari Ouchi, who had deliberately avoided the table, returned to the restaurant, Yoko was still in a trance-like state.
She hurried into the next room in order to escape from the two men, took off her school uniform and changed into her own skirt. The school skirt was sticky with the dirt that the councilor had vented, and even though Yoko was wearing panties, a lot of Hisamitsu’s ejaculate was still oozing out from between her legs. As she folded a tissue and prepared to wipe her lower body, the restaurant proprietress came to call her.
The proprietress led Yoko to the shower, and the proprietress was fully aware of what had just happened. But she kept her mouth shut about it to Yoko.
Yoko thought that such a proprietress was really scary, and she said to Yoko, “Please go take a shower!”
Yoko had no choice but to go with her!
Studying school uniforms was really just an excuse, they were out to possess their flesh. When the two men told her to wear the school uniform, the reason why she did as she was told and didn’t notice the trap set by the jackals, perhaps in Yoko’s mind, she wanted the other party to give her a little bit more internship marks! Therefore, Yoko didn’t want to offend the two men, and only wanted to leave a very good impression on the two men.
The result was that she had to drink sake, which she was not allowed to drink at all, and she drank too much of it.
Yoko drenched herself in a hot bath, she scrubbed from her head to her feet with soap and rubbed her body with a towel so desperately that she even scratched her skin. The area between her legs took a special effort to clean, and Yoko couldn’t help but shed tears as she remembered that she had been cheated on by two men.
Yoko had also thought about whether or not to call the police, but if she went to the police, everything about herself would be shattered as well. No, first of all, her own family, even her relatives and friends would become victims, right?
Yoko slipped her fingers into her privates, grinding and rubbing as she tried to thoroughly wash away the filth that Hisamitsu had left inside her.
If she had kept her mouth shut, what was happening now might not have been such a big deal – Yoko thought suddenly. The thought made her understand the mentality of women who had been raped and ended up crying and going to sleep. But now she herself was beginning to think of holding her tongue, it was a horrible event, so she had to forget about it.
Yoko cried as she continued to shower.
The proprietress was a little uneasy, and after Yoko had showered for thirty or forty minutes, she probed and peeked at him.
Yoko returned to the room where she had been drinking and was once again persuaded to drink by two people. It was only a shower, and her drunkenness sobered up quickly. After being humiliated once, Yoko had probably developed some sort of immunity in her body, and she wasn’t as horrified or nervous as she had been earlier. Instead, Yoko just wanted to get a passing grade for her educational internship.
This time it was Councilor Hisamitsu’s turn to say he was going to take a shower and go out. Yoko knew that the chairman was lying. However, she couldn’t deal with what would happen after Hisamitsu left.
Yoko, drunk as she was, was taken to the next room over, and embraced by Principal Ouchi on top of the futon. She threw herself into the principal’s arms like a female doll, but in the end she was sobbing. With the afterglow of having been violated by the headmaster still lingering, it made her sexually aroused again. When she was penetrated from behind by the principal, she let out a sound similar to a wild animal grunting, shaking her completely naked flesh.
After making love, she was told to accompany the two men for a drink.
Under the torrential rain, the two bestial men called a cab to take her home, and it was after eleven o’clock at night when they arrived home.
Yoko was angrier than ever and her tears had dried up. She couldn’t sleep even when she got under the covers, she cursed the two men. When she cursed, her nerves got excited instead, and the sight of being sexually assaulted by the men made her blood boil and her lust stir again.
(I’ve already been raped by you, so why don’t you just cut me into pieces? Wouldn’t it be better if you chopped me up into pieces so that I can’t even use my genitals anymore?)
Yoko unconsciously slipped her hand inside her panties to stimulate her vaginal opening as her anger finally exploded.
(It’s better to screw around until you can’t use it anymore! It’s not good enough to have a pleasurable reaction! It’s better if it bleeds when it’s cut!) –Yoko mumbled something vague like this, while turning her fingers at the vaginal opening and scratching the depths of the slit in her lower abdomen. Her masturbation finally had nothing to do with being raped, and she felt herself getting hot and horny.
It was almost dawn when she fell asleep, and she indulged in masturbating with her fingers until she was exhausted.
She woke up with her mother waking her up. If her mother does not wake her up, she is bound to be late for school.
Her eyes were bloodshot and her skin was rough and wrinkled and seemed to have sores. As a result, she had to put on some heavy makeup.
As she entered the school, she was mindful of the stares of the people around her, and she felt like she was drifting alone.
Councilor Hisamitsu always arrived at the school in the afternoon, and the principal, Issei Ouchi, although he usually showed up at the faculty office, today, he was hiding in the principal’s office, behind closed doors.
(I’m afraid the principal has realized the crime of insulting the education interns! That’s why he’s hiding in the principal’s office, because he’s ashamed to come to see him.)
Yoko pondered this, she herself didn’t want to see the principal’s face, it was inevitable that she would be enraged if she saw his face. She suddenly startled herself by touching her breasts, which calmed her down.
Yoko had two classes in the morning and one in the afternoon, which was the time assigned to her teaching practicum today.
Yoko stood back on the podium as the students’ eyes turned to her in unison. She couldn’t help but suck in a breath as she tried to clench her chest, feeling shy and humiliated as if she were standing completely naked on the podium.
In the doorway at the back of the classroom, Yosuke Kagawa, Yoko’s instructor, was sitting in a chair listening to the class; Mr. Kagawa was a teacher who had transferred from another school the year Yoko moved up to high school. As a result, Yoko had also received two years of lessons from him.
Mr. Kagawa sat in his chair with crossed legs, wearing a light brown short-sleeved top. Wearing deeply nearsighted glasses, his tiny eyes behind the lenses kept staring at Yoko as she lectured.
“The main points I just made are summarized as follows.” Yoko put down the chalk in her hand. Four eyes met with Ms. Kagawa. As her eyes looked down at the podium, the bell rang.
I guess the tension in the classroom was lifted, and there was a buzz of excitement that spread to the outdoors.
“Okay, that’s it for today’s lesson!” Yoko said.
The class president gives the command and all students stand up and bow to the teacher in unison.
Yoko stepped out into the hallway with her textbook in hand, feeling tired, as if she was carrying a heavy load on her shoulders, her whole body was heavy.
“Teacher, please teach us third graders ah!” Three students approached her and stood in front of her blocking her way, Yoko, who was six-foot-five, looked up at the three boys.
A man’s body odor came to his nose.
“Hey, teacher! If you can’t teach us, please eat with us!”
“Unfortunately, I’m in the second graders’ class, and you’re all about to go to college, so I’m not qualified to teach you!”
“Well, it’s good to chat, we want to hear about all aspects of college life!”
Three male students stood there surrounding Yoko, and each of them was taller than Yoko, and all of them were looking down on Yoko. There were also female students walking by, and one of the three male students even reached out and lifted up the female student’s skirt.
“Ughhh! Nasty!” A round, childish schoolgirl’s face, short, probably a first or second year female student! She glared at the male student and ran away as if she were trotting.
“You guys make dirty jokes!” Yoko said.
“Get these girls to wow and feel happy! Would you like to try it too, teacher?”
“Please don’t joke!” Yoko said, passing by the male student in front of her.
“Prude!”
“I’ll play when I have some free time!” Yoko felt a bit horrified. But Yoko still said calmly and raised her hand to them.
Back in the staff office. Once in front of her seat, Yosuke Kagawa, who had returned to the office first, stood beside her.
“You’re still pretty cool as a trainee, huh? That class of students is starting to take a liking to you today, aren’t they, both terrified and honest?” Kagawa said.
“As soon as I mounted the podium, my heart kept divining and I honestly had no idea what I was talking about!” Yoko said.
“No, no! Maybe it would be rude of me to say this, but, I know that the Minami-san of the high school era was more honest looking. In comparison to your student days, you’re totally like a teacher today.”
At that moment, the gym teacher, Yoshio Namekura, came in, in his tracksuit makeup, with a strange expression on his face.
“What’s up!” Kagawa asked him.
“As usual, every student is drawing body paintings, their minds are empty and they can’t listen to anything, Ms. Nan, I’ve reminded you again and again to pay attention to the students in that class, these guys’ eyes glaze over as soon as they see a vibrant female college student ……” Nakura crossed the two men’s beside them, full of anger, step by step, walked to his seat.
“What happened between you and your student, huh?” Yoko asked Kagawa, lowering her voice.
“It’s often something, even though you’re always on the lookout for student behavior, in which you’ll also encounter students who resist!” As Kagawa spoke those words, Yoko’s mind immediately recalled the scene of the three male students who had just surrounded her in the hallway.
The sixth class has started today. Yoko doesn’t have a class. After the sixth class, she had to go to the second grade class where Yosuke Kagawa was the homeroom teacher to tutor extracurricular review.
She went to the restroom and came back, i.e., she went to the campus to check it out.
“Ah, ah ……” Yoko yawned. She stretched her arms behind the school building and did deep breathing exercises.
It seems that there are no students on campus for gym class at this time of year. Not a single student could be seen. From the music room drifted a chorus of students singing, riding the small winds that drifted across the campus.
Next to the campus was a row of small rooms belonging to the athletic department, like a row of large houses with several doors.
Yoko stood at one end of the school next to Mizuhashi, looking with both eyes towards the practice room of the badminton department when she was a student at this alma mater. Suddenly, a wave of nostalgia washed over her. She was about to go closer to take a look when she heard a subtle sound coming from the very back of the badminton room.
Who’s there at this time? It’s class time now, there won’t be any students in the facade!
On the far side of the badminton room, a reinforced concrete partition wall was built, about five meters long.
Yoko was a little flustered, her heart beating fiercely as she held her breath to hear what was going on.
The conversation could not be heard clearly, but it did sound like someone was talking at face value. It must have been a loiterer unrelated to the school sneaking into the badminton room!
The student chorus could still be heard, but Yoko’s ears had no intention of listening. The air around the campus felt like it was frozen solid, and Yoko shivered.
She quietly poked her upper body and peeked inside the badminton room. Her bra-faced globes of flesh became rigid at this point.
“Huh?!” Yoko couldn’t help but scream. She hurriedly covered her mouth with her own palm and was about to back away, but it was too late.
It turned out that there were two male students hiding in the face, crouching there like they were in a squatting position to take a shit, secretly smoking. As soon as one of the students realized that it was Yoko who had come to spy, he got up like a bull reflex and jumped in front of Yoko. Grabbing her ankles, he dragged her into the badminton room.
“What do you want? Well ……” Yoko’s neck was wrapped around and her mouth was covered with a hand. Yoko desperately clawed at the two students with her nails, twisting her body and struggling.
“You are an intern, right …… Quiet ah!” A male student standing in front of him dropped his cigarette at his feet and stomped on it with his leather shoe.
The two male students were both around one meter eight in height. Both had taken off their school uniforms and were only wearing a shirt.
“You don’t have to abet much!” The student who stood in front of Yoko slipped his hands into the top of her blouse and grabbed her breasts. At that very instant, the male student’s gaze was filled with lust.
“Let go …… Well ……” Yoko’s heel twisted off one of her shoes as well and she fell to the ground.
“Didn’t I tell you to be quiet?!” Yoko’s breasts were being twisted and pinched by the male student, and she felt a fiery pain in her upper body.
“Hey, next year, in order to make Yoko, the pretty girl, stop yelling, make love to her right here!”
“Wouldn’t it be wrong? Doing that kind of thing ……”
“Anyway, she touched the door herself, so I had to seal her mouth with my body. Besides, I haven’t tasted a woman’s flesh in a long time, and that little brother of mine is crying with anxiety!” The boy who was squeezing Yoko’s breasts said.
Yoko’s mouth was gagged and her neck was tightly wrapped around the male student’s arm. Yoko’s eyes were glazed over, her whole body was weak, and her face, which was originally white, was red. The chest of Yoko’s blouse was undone and her bra was pushed up to her neck.
“Takeshi, is it really okay to screw around like this?” A male student named Next Year, who was nuzzling Yoko’s neck, asked in a thin voice.
“Are you afraid? When it comes down to it, you’re guilty of the same thing!” Takeshi sucked on Yoko’s breasts and ran his tongue over the nipples.
“Aren’t those beautiful breasts? Have you had sex with a man?” Takeshi rubbed Yoko’s other nipple fiercely. Yoko’s nipple felt a dull ache every time he scratched it violently.
“Yeah, in that case, I’ll have sex with her too!” Next year relaxed her wrist around Yoko’s neck, and Yoko’s knees suddenly buckled, at which point the other high heel came off and fell.
“I tried to drag her into the badminton department’s cubicle, but, the door was locked, asshole! Hey, next year, you
Open up the exercise mat here, let’s have her lay on it.”
Next year, following Takeshi’s orders, he opened the gymnastic mat that showed cotton wool. The gym mat was still wet from last night’s rain.
“It’s bad when your clothes get stained, so take off your clothes!” Takeshi said.
“Please let go of me, if anyone sees you, your mistake will be irreparable.” Yoko said.
“Hate, it’s you, the teacher, who came to seduce us first, of course, we students also want women, you should know that we will be sexually distressed, right, solving the sexual anxiety for us students is also a teacher’s job!”
“Outrageous ……” Yoko resisted.
“You’ll be more ashamed than we are if you yell and get caught in the act!” Takeshi said.
Yoko was stripped naked by two male students. Perhaps it was due to the cold and cloudy weather with no sunlight, Yoko was chilled to the bone. Yoko’s clothes were crumpled into a ball and placed under the wall of the badminton room. Yoko’s shoulders were pressed down and she lay down on the gymnastics mat in a big shape. Her back was pressed against the gymnastics mat and her body was sinking.
A vicious chill struck her heart, and she was so frightened that she lost her color and shivered pale all over.
Takeshi tore off the zipper of his pants and grabbed out the erect rod. Although his prick was hard, his experience with women was still superficial, and he was still a milquetoast brat who couldn’t even flirt before trying to get on the horse right away.
“Next year, let me come first!” Takeshi’s eyebrows raised, his lips tightly closed, desperately enduring the urge to ejaculate, spreading Yoko’s thighs apart, just to thrust in for an immediate rush.
“Well ……” a sharp pain hit Yoko’s flesh, and Yoko desperately tried to push Takeshi’s shoulders off of her. Perhaps her vagina had worn out from an intense sexual encounter last night, Yoko was in extreme pain.
Takeshi rocked his hips, his rod thrusting with little sensation, the same as self-masturbation, just jerking his hips in a linear fashion. Next year, he also took off his pants and crossed his legs, holding his own erect rod and leaning back.
“Oh… ……Oh… ……Oh… ……” Yoko cocked her face, all she felt was burning in her lower body with no pleasure to speak of.
A woman’s flesh is meant to be quite a foreplay caress. This foreplay caressing is what causes a woman to become sexually aroused and her lower body to lubricate. And Takeshi’s thrusting motion was unchanged. When pressed against the uterus, Yoko only felt a tingling, paralyzing pain in her back.
Next year just tilted his head back and masturbated himself with his fingers holding the rod, Yoko’s eyes blurring to see his lower half.
“Mmm……” Takeshi’s upper body pressed against Yoko’s body, his hands wrapped around Yoko’s neck, and his shoulders pressed against her mouth, causing her to gasp for air. She felt the surface of her lower stomach, the rod swinging, sticky cum shooting out inside her.
“I also …… can’t!” Next year also screamed. But he still held his rod, and his semen shot out in what seemed like a parabola, right onto the back of Takeshi’s head, who was straddling Yoko at his feet, and slowly dripped down onto Takeshi’s black hair.
Takeshi got up. The spilled cum slid down Yoko’s slit, contaminating even the gymnastic mat with a sticky mess.
“Idiot! It’s been so long since I’ve had sex, I’ll cum in a flash!” Takeshi said with bravado. From his pants
Face pulled out the sleeve of his shirt and wiped his rod.
Put your pants back on next year too. Both were still panting nervously.
“Hey, hurry up and put your clothes back on!” Takeshi placed the kneaded clothes on Yoko’s ample breasts.
Yoko slowly got up, her throat stuck, she couldn’t speak. I’m afraid that the expression on her face had changed somehow, and if she didn’t remake it soon, maybe the other staff and teachers at the school would think she was abnormal! Yoko suddenly remembered these things when Takeshi grabbed Yoko’s panties from her chest and said:
“We’ll hold your panties for you. If you want your panties back, you’ll have to have sex with us again. We’ll be in touch later!” After Takeshi finished speaking, he even held Yoko’s panties to the tip of his nose, sniffing and sniffing.
Once Takeshi and the two students from next year left, Yoko quickly put her clothes back on. She didn’t have any panties, so she had to just put her socks and pants on. As she zipped up her short skirt, the man’s semen, which had accumulated on the surface of her lower abdomen, flowed out in a slippery stream, onto her silk hosiery, and then down her thighs.
Maybe she’d get pregnant if she didn’t get to cleaning her bottom soon! A wave of terror hit her backbone.
(Oh, Masahiko-kun, what should I do? Come and help me!) Yoko called out Masahiko Otsu’s name, and the figure of a tough-looking man appeared in her mind.
Entering the school building, it was still class time and there was not a single soul in the corridors.
The bodily fluids had slipped down to the knee area. She entered the restroom, and Yoko, who was standing in front of the mirror, was shivering with her whole body stuck in the air. The woman reflected in the mirror was a female figurine that had lost its blood color and had left something pulpy around the corners of her mouth.
Yoko rubbed her face with both hands as she wondered at what she was doing now. Something slippery got all over her face, and a strange odor, similar to that of raw chestnuts, pierced her nostrils.
“Ah …… help ……” Yoko said to herself again.
Yoko thought darkly, if others found out she would go crazy, she would faint!
She stared at herself in the mirror from between the fingers of her own hands. The image in the mirror similarly covered her face with her hands and stared at herself from between her fingers.
“Haha …… ummmm ……” a wave of sadness came over her. She tried to put on a smile as much as she could again, she wanted to laugh from the depths of her heart. Maybe after she laughed out loud herself, she could forget all the nasty things.
Her hand left her face, her palm sticky with slippery liquid.
The bell rang. Yoko’s whole body stiffened at once as if by reflex, so she turned off the sink’s hose.
The cacophony of voices in the hallway flowed behind her.
She washed her face, and didn’t mind even washing off the chemical as well, and getting her hair wet. The water splashed onto her tunic as well.
Yoko heard footsteps, and she pushed open the door to the last toilet compartment. When she looked, she realized that it wasn’t a toilet, but a storeroom with some cleaning tools. A student had come into the restroom. But Yoko was too late to hide in the restroom. She didn’t want to see anyone right now, so she rushed into the storeroom with the cleaning tools.
, hiding behind the door.
Just as she closed the door, a student stood in front of the door to the toilet compartment, just three toilet compartments away from the storeroom where Yoko was hiding, and heard a snap, the sound of closing the wooden door to the compartment.
Yoko’s hands clasped to her chest as she held her breath, not daring to make a sound. One by one, more female students came in. The sounds of closing doors and running water mingled alternately.
The restroom immediately regained its composure again as if the tide had receded.
Yoko looked at her watch, in ten minutes she was going to start her review tutoring session in first year class two. Before then she had to make up a little bit. She rolled her skirt up to her waist and removed her pantyhose, which still seemed to have deposited objects, nasty things, between her legs. Most of the semen from that male student named Takeshi had leaked out, right? Yoko couldn’t walk out of the restroom.
There was nothing to wipe with. Yoko had to rub her pantyhose into a ball and wipe her pubic mound. With great effort, she tilted her body and slipped her fingers into her slit, focusing her entire attention on her bottom.
Yoko thought it would be nice to bring a convenient basin. At the same time, she wondered if she was a little crazy, even at this point in her life.
“Ahhhh!” Yoko heard whoever it was moan inside the toilet compartment, startling her so much that her heart stopped beating for a moment.
“Ah, ah, yeah …… I’m dying …… dying ……”
The woman’s moans were coming from the neighboring toilet compartment, and she didn’t realize that Yoko was hiding in the storeroom. She thought there was no one there, and she was alone in the toilet cubicle masturbating!
Yoko concentrated on listening carefully to the movement of her next-door neighbor.
“Ah, ah, a little deeper ……” A rush of warm air flowed over her feet, and even the sound of penetration was audible.
They must be masturbating with plastic dildos. Even schoolgirls masturbate in the restroom!
Yoko seemed to feel the sound of her heart beating, and she herself was afraid of being heard by the female student next door.
At that moment, in front of Yoko’s eyes, an artificial dildo surfaced, which was bought by his lover, Masahiko Otsu, when he was drunk. Masahiko Otsu always wanted Yoko to use a plastic dildo. The artificial dildo would not ejaculate when the real dildo was finished. Masahiko Otsu said that he enjoyed watching Yoko’s face when she masturbated with the artificial dildo, and had insisted that she use it.
(Ah, Masahiko-kun! I want to be held by Masahiko so much.) She felt as if she hadn’t been sexually assaulted by a male student before, and her lower abdomen was flaring up.
“Ahh …… uhh …… thrust again …… thrust …… “The schoolgirl was also addicted to masturbation, and it seemed that the artificial phallus accelerated its strokes.
Yoko was also erotically excited. Her pubic mound, which was wearing a pantyhose, felt tingly and paralyzed. Yoko really wished that the neighboring schoolgirl would hurry up and leave after she finished. Otherwise, Yoko wouldn’t be able to make it to her tutoring session in time. Can’t we do things like masturbate when we get home?
Yoko wanted to bang on the wall to warn the female student next door of her presence. Would it be appropriate to do so?
Yoko was about to get angry.
“Ah, comfortable ah …… to die …… well ……” the schoolgirl’s moan came from her nostrils.
The door to the restroom opened again, probably the neighboring female student had noticed that someone had come in. The female student was also silent.
“There was a dull thud and the masturbating schoolgirl went out. The next girl flushed and left as well. Yoko breathed a sigh of relief. Her body had only just loosened up, and she seemed to be about to collapse in the storeroom.
Yoko left the storeroom, the bottom of her skirt in a state of total nudity, and a wave of cold air shot up from her toes to the base of her legs. Yoko threw her pantyhose, which were balled up, into the toilet tank and pulled the water to flush it away. After pulling the tank once, the pantyhose could not be flushed away, and it was only when she pulled the tank a third time that the pantyhose were gone.
Yoko stood in front of the mirror in the restroom. She saw that she was blushing a little, and that there was a faint swelling mark under her eye. But she still had to go and keep a close eye on her students to review.
She raked her hair and went out into the hallway. Students were walking down the hallway.
Yoko’s flesh burned with shame. She hadn’t melted. Even more embarrassing was the fact that she had nothing on under her skirt. The students didn’t notice these things about Yoko, but nonetheless, Yoko felt as if she was walking naked and was very shy. Her thighs were stiff and her kneecaps shook and clicked.
A few teachers were taking a break in the faculty room, and Yoko watched their eyes.
Yoko opened the cabinet placed in a corner of the faculty room and hastily melted in the mirror of the cabinet door.
“Ughhh! Ms. Nan! What happened to your pantyhose?” Reiko Shimoshima stood behind Yoko and whispered into her ear.
“Ah! Huh?!” Speechless for a split second, Yoko turned back to her, her expression raw and unsteady.
“The socks and pants are torn ……,” Yoko said.
“Do you have replacement pantyhose?”
“This ……”
“It doesn’t matter, if you don’t mind my pantyhose, I have them!”
“No, that’s too ……”
“Never mind! Just use mine! If you don’t wear pantyhose, you’re not comfortable with the eyes of those students, are you!” Reiko Shimoshima said.
From her drawer, Reiko Shimoshima took out brand new pantyhose and quietly handed them to Yoko. The availability of the pantyhose was less important; more importantly, Yoko wanted a pair of panties.
“I’m really sorry, I’ll return them to you after I buy them.” Yoko, who received the pantyhose, went into the restroom once again.
During the review class, the students’ eyes were on Yoko’s demeanor, making it impossible for Yoko to cope.
In the past, when Yoko wore her shorts to class, she was worried about the students’ line of sight, she was afraid that the line of her panties showing under her short skirt would be seen by the students. However, now that the students could not see the line of her panties, would it be easier for them to recognize that she was not wearing panties? All kinds of uneasiness hit her heart at once.
As her eyes met the student’s, she felt dizzy, as if she was going to fall on the podium, and she hastened to brace herself with her hands on the desk.
Yoko returned to the faculty room, where she had to write a report on the day’s work to give to her homeroom teacher, Yosuke Kagawa. Since her semen hadn’t been completely wiped off, she felt a hard-on in her bottom, and there seemed to be remnants of dried paste between her legs, and a grinding sound occurred when she moved her legs, and there was a very unpleasant sensation.
Yoko was sure that the panties would not be returned to her, but she was afraid that a student like Takeshi would still sniff her panties and masturbate? Or maybe he would show them off to the other students, saying that they were the panties worn by Yoko, the trainee teacher!
It’s really scary. As time passed, the horror of reality became more apparent, and my hand shook as I wrote the work report.
Takeshi, the student, did not take the initiative to contact her. Rather than wait passively, Yoko thought it would be better for her to take the initiative and contact them herself. On the third day of her internship at the school, Yoko didn’t even know the names of the two students who had attacked her, and probably didn’t know what grade they were in.
As for one being called Takeshi and the other Next Year, it was based on what the two students heard when they called each other.
Yoko looked through the roster of students. Checking one by one. After thirty minutes of investigation, she figured out the names of two students. It turned out to be students from the third class of the third grade. One’s name was Takeshi Kairozawa and the other was Next Year Tanabe. Yoko quickly copied down the addresses and phone numbers of the two students.
I’m afraid these two students have already left the school! They are truant students who would never want to stay for an extracurricular sports program.
Yoko wanted to go to third grade class three to see if the two students were still inside the classroom, but again, she didn’t have the courage to go there.
When Yoko returned to her house to take a shower, she squatted her body down and inserted the nozzle of the nozzle tube, filled with soap and water, into her vaginal opening, injecting the soap and water directly into her vaginal surface.
(Bastard! I’m going to get back at these brats!) While cursing angrily, Yoko slipped her fingers deep into the flesh of her lower abdomen and kept scratching.
As she dined with her brother, sister-in-law, and mother, the figures of Takeshi Kairozawa and Next Year Tanabe floated through her mind several times.
“Getting used to school life a little?” Her mother asked her.
“Well, I’m generally used to it!” Yoko thought to herself, “I wonder how she would react if she told her mother that her daughter had been victimized by a man at school, an abomination that she could never have imagined. I’m afraid she would faint on the spot! She’d be furious.
Yoko glanced at her mother, shaking with annoyance.
“Once I heard that Yoko is a female college student, male students must be very interested in you!” Her sister-in-law said. Her brother, on the other hand, was fully absorbed in watching the TV program while drinking a beer.
“Yeah! Kind of a scary feeling!” Yoko said.
“I was right! High school students are especially tall these days!”
“But you can’t be a teacher if you mind that!”
“Yeah! A few days ago, there were rumors of student group violence!” My brother and sister-in-law said in a perceptive manner and put down their chopsticks.
“What is this group violence you speak of?” My brother asked his sister-in-law as he took a sip of his beer.
“I heard people at work talking about it today. The incident wasn’t at Toko Koen High School, where Yoko went for her internship, but at West School, a school with only male students, I think! It’s rumored that students from this school dragged two female clerks, who were returning home from Tesco, into the park and raped them.”
“How many people were raped?”
“It’s rumored to be five!”
“Never heard of such nastiness!”
“But what a terrible thing! When did this happen?”
“Just about four or five days ago. But things only went public yesterday!”
“Was it hidden until then?”
“No! A woman who was raped committed suicide yesterday. It’s said that after being humiliated, she was so angry that she left a suicide note and jumped to her death.”
“When you say that, I remember, there was a little paragraph in today’s paper, and I thought it was a suicide due to love!”
“It’s horrible! Doing all the nasty things!”
Yoko’s brother and sister-in-law, the two of them, you and I, seemed to be talking about something that had happened to someone else.
Yoko thought to herself: I’m in the same situation! I might as well follow the example of the woman who jumped off the building, leave a suicide note and die! Yoko finished her meal in one gulp and went back to her room.
The six-tatami-mat-wide room was still furnished as it had been in Yoko’s high school days: a bed, a table, and a bookshelf. On top of the closet sat a cloth-sewn panda that Yoko had cuddled every night in high school.
Yoko picked up the cloth bear sketch and lay down on the bed, her eyes floating to the face of her lover, Masahiko Otsu.
（Masahiko! I want to see you! Come and hold me tight!)
Yoko’s blood was hot in her chest. She wanted to make a call to Masahiko Otsu. The moment she thought of it, the face of Masahiko Otsu in her mind suddenly morphed into the face of Takeshi Kairaozawa.
No matter what, she had to find Takeshi, and that panty had to be returned by him. The thought of something soaked in her own body odor being handed over to someone else seemed to drive her crazy.
Yoko got out of bed and slammed the bear sketch doll on the table.
Brother and sister-in-law, mother and all, have gone back to their bedrooms, right? There was no one in the living room.
Yoko took out the slip of paper on which she had recorded the phone number of Takeshi Kairao Sawa and began to press the number. Her fingers were hard and clumsy, and with each press, her fingers felt pain.
“Yes, it’s the home of Elder Zee Kai!” A woman’s words rang between Yoko’s ears.
“My last name is Otsu, may I ask if Takeshi is at home?” Yoko suddenly gave her lover’s last name. She was afraid that if she gave her last name Minami, the other person would be on tenterhooks.
“My brother isn’t home!” Apparently the one who answered the phone was Takeshi’s sister. Seems to be a middle school student as well.
“Not at home?”
“Yeah!”
“Did he ever come home from school?”
“A friend just called and he went out. Want to put my mom on the phone?”
“No, forget it! I’ll still be in touch with him.”
“Are you a friend of my brother’s?”
“Yeah ……”
Takeshi’s sister might have told Takeshi that “a girlfriend named Otsu called”. But when Takeshi thought that he didn’t have any girlfriends with the last name of Otsu around him, he must be suspicious. But I can’t just tell him my name,” Yoko thought.
“Who’s calling?” Takeshi’s sister asked from behind, presumably Takeshi’s mother.
“It will come back to call ……,” Takeshi’s sister replied.
Yoko immediately put down the phone. Then she tried to call Masahiko Otsu. But what would be the best thing to say when Masahiko came to answer the phone? She felt hot inside.
The opposing force’s phone rang, once, twice, three times, and someone picked up the phone. Yoko covered the phone receiver with her hand and swept the bedding of her sleeping quarters.
“Are you Otsu?” Yoko asked in a thin voice.
“Yeah!”
“Masahiko ……”
“Are you Yoko?”
Yoko shed a tear.
“There’s nothing wrong with you!”
“Sorry, I didn’t know what to say when I picked up the phone!”
“What’s wrong with you, Yoko! Your voice has changed!”
“Well, nothing …… just wanted to call you!”
“Do you have someone with you?” Masahiko asked.
“Nope! Why are you asking me that?”
“Actually, I miss you Yoko!”
“Miss me?”
“Yeah! When I think about it, I get the urge to hug you!”
“That won’t work! I’m thousands of meters away from you!” Yoko said.
“Yoko! Well ……”
“What’s wrong with you?” Yoko thought, maybe Masahiko was really masturbating!
“Well ……”
“Hey Masahiko …… what are you doing? ……”
“My little brother says he wants to make out with you ……,” Masahiko said.
Yoko’s mind drifted to the naked body of Masahiko Otsu. It seemed to see him lying in a large zigzag position on the bed, while the rod was firmly erect.
“No way! You’re crazy, pervert!” Yoko said. And her lower abdomen began to burn with desire as she felt her vaginal opening contracting in bursts. She, who had been sitting upright, stretched her thighs out askew.
“OHH…” said Yoko, hearing the dull sound of tapping from the phone.
“Look …… my dick swelled up so thick la!” Masahiko said.
Yoko once again heard the sound of a klaxon tapping from the phone. She finally realized that Masahiko was tapping on the telephone’s microphone with his erect rod.
“Masahiko! You can’t do this!” Yoko said.
“Yoko! You suck it for me! I want to penetrate your lovely mouth ……”
“Don’t be whimsical ……” Yoko’s mouth secreted sticky saliva to the sensation of almost literally holding a rod of flesh.
I want Masahiko-kun to hug me too, she thought secretly! The two hugged and flipped over ……
“Ahhhh~~ Yoko, suck my dick ……” Masahiko Otsu called out. Yoko’s red lips made a blowjob shape as well, opening them roundly. Her eyes were closed, and she was in a mood that seemed to really contain Masahiko’s rod. The roots of her legs were paralyzed for a moment, and the nectar oozing from her lower body left a round of stains on her panties.
“Masahiko! I can’t help it, I want to do it too!”
“Hmm! Yoko ……” Masahiko Otsu called, which Yoko heard very harshly.
Yoko quietly pressed her hand to the base of her leg. That’s when she wanted to masturbate herself.
Yoko heard the sound of a paper towel being pulled out over the phone. She took a big breath. Her t-shirt covered breasts hardened as well.
“It’s finally shot!”
“I said Masahiko is nasty!”
“Your teaching practicum, how did it go?”
“You men can get all kooky all of a sudden! Thinking about what you just did, I have this feeling.”
“Yoko, you’re popular with the students, aren’t you!”
“I feel very tired and I don’t want to be a teacher anymore!”
“Did something happen?”
“Well …… not a big deal!” Yoko thought to herself: if she were to frankly tell everything that had happened in the past two days, just in this instant, her relationship with Masahiko Otsu would be over.
“I won’t be able to meet with you Yoko for another ten days! This way, my body just can’t support it!” Masahiko said.
“You need to stop talking about those nasty things!” Yoko said.
“I don’t even know what to do, just thinking of you Yoko, my little guy instantly stands up!”
“Well..! Masahiko, I’m going to hang up on you if you keep using foul language! I’ll see you later! You should get some rest!”
“Hello! Yoko ……” came Masahiko’s “chirping” kiss goodbye from the phone, and Yoko curled her round lips and chirped on the phone, sending a kiss to Masahiko.
Yoko returns to Megumi’s sleeping quarters, and her anger towards Takeshi Kairazawa and next year Tanabe has softened a little, while her longing for Masahiko Otsu has grown to rage instead.
Yoko changed into her pajamas and as soon as she got into bed, she had a sexual urge. Masahiko Otsu missed him, and she missed Masahiko, so she masturbated herself. Yoko could fully understand such feelings in a man.
Inside the covers, Yoko quietly lifted the bottom placket of her pajamas and ran her hand down to her lower abdomen ……
The incident of the Sko night clerk who was raped by a West School student, which became the topic of conversation with Yoko’s brother and sister-in-law last night, was also the topic of discussion at the morning faculty meeting at Tokkyo Park. Among the teachers, a list of students to watch out for was presented to the school administration, with Takeshi Ebisawa and next year Tanabe on the list.
President Issei Ouchi asked all faculty members to strengthen their leadership.
Takeshi and Next Year were reportedly absent from school yesterday afternoon, and the homeroom teacher contacted their homes but could not find them.
Classes have begun and Yoko has a practicum class in the morning in the second class and in the afternoon in the first class. The panties must be retrieved from Takeshi Kairazawa and Next Year Tanabe, but neither has returned to school. Yoko must find these two students no matter what. Both were notorious students, and she could not have felt more humiliated.
During her teaching practicum, Yoko Light thought about this insulting incident. Her shoulders felt as if they were weighed down with lead, and she felt hard and fatigued. She noticed the lustful glances of the students, which overwhelmed her. Especially the male students’ gaze was like that of a hungry beast. As Yoko looked at the students, she felt that every male student was aroused by her, and it seemed as if the rod was standing up.
Regardless of the situation, the morning teaching practicum was finally completed.
But then, in the afternoon’s practicum class, she got really light-headed. The moment her eyes met the eyes of the students on each other, she felt that they were all thinking about something unusually horrible.
It was so easy to make it to the end of class that her feet were shaking. But no matter how horrible she felt about the situation, she went into the restroom after class and saw that her panties were all moist. She had the urge to masturbate herself, knowing full well that she wasn’t quite herself physically or mentally.
She straddled the toilet with one leg, standing with her hips up, her fingers touching her clitoris, and from inside her slit, sticky bodily fluids oozed out, and it seemed she was about to moan, her lower abdomen on fire with excitement all of a sudden. If there was a male student here right now, maybe she’d pounce on him! The thought popped into her head.
Yoko returned to the faculty room. As soon as she sat down in her own chair, it seemed that her entire body sank.
Due to physical and mental exhaustion, perhaps she had a fever, her joints felt sore all over her body. She had just laid her face down on the table when Reiko Shimoshima came to call her:
“What’s wrong with you, are you not feeling well?”
“Some nervousness due to unaccustomedness, as if tired.”
“Look at your face all red, do you have a fever!” Reiko Shimoshima touched Yoko’s forehead with her hand.
“It doesn’t matter, it’ll be fine in a minute!”
“Do you have any more classes?”
“No, class is done for the day!”
“Well then, why don’t you take a break in the health room! Relax a little!”
“Can we do that!” Yoko asked. She was itching to lie down, too. She felt that if she dragged herself around the faculty room like this, she might actually pass out.
She left the faculty room and headed for the health room. She crossed over to the female student in front of her and a male student behind her approached her and bumped into her on purpose.
“Ah, pardon me! Sensei!” Yoko stumbled momentarily as she was slammed against the wall next to the classroom.
The male student reached out and wrapped his arms around Yoko’s waist, and it was a tight embrace. It was clearly intentional. The male student also tried to go over her sweater and fondle her breasts. Yoko instantly felt a chill run down her backbone, and she scrambled to get into her stance.
“It doesn’t matter!” The male student’s hand jerked away from her armpit.
Yoko knew that the male students were bumping into her on purpose for sexual harassment. She fumed and wanted to punch them, but she still pretended to be calm.
“Yo…… yo……,” a jeering sound erupted from behind Yoko. Yoko looked at the male students, her eyes meeting each other, and felt an intractable desire shoot through the eyes of these male students.
Yoko took the initiative to keep her eyes on the ground floor, and the male student walked ahead of her.
“What a difficult student to deal with ……” Physical Education teacher Yoshio Namekura walked out of the classroom, dressed in a tracksuit.
“What’s wrong with you! You don’t look well!” Yoshio Namekura asked.
“Maybe a little cold! I want to go to the health room and lie down a little.” Yoko said.
Yoshio Namekura’s muscular body stood in front of her, seemingly blocking her path.
Yoshio Namekura had a flat haircut. A brown square face, glaring down at Yoko.
“You’re tired from your internship class! Do you have any more classes to take?”
“All up!”
“Well, then, it’s fine if you rest in the study room, I’ll go say hi for you!”
“It doesn’t matter, I’ll just lie down a little.” Yoko brushed past his lanky form and started toward the health room. At that instant, a stench of sweat emanating from the man’s body pierced her nostrils.
There is no staff on duty in the health room.
The school bell began to ring. The noise on campus slowly returned to calm as if the tide was ebbing.
Yoko was sitting on her bed in the health room, she started to get dizzy as soon as she saw that medicine cabinet. She felt the sky spinning and couldn’t wait for the doctor on duty to arrive, it seemed like the ground was sinking in. Yoko lay down on the bed, she pulled the thin covers around her feet upwards and grunted, her chest heaving together as she gasped for air. As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt her body lighten and fall into a bottomless abyss.
She had a dream in which there were several male students in her seat in the car, and she was a little hazy and fuzzy for a moment, but they gradually came towards her. Among these male students were Takeshi Kairazawa and next year Tanabe.
Yoko walked up behind the male student and poked her head into the car, she couldn’t help but exclaim:
“Ah, ugh!”
Yoko heard her own shriek even in her sleep. She saw that inside the car seat, there lay a schoolgirl wearing only a pair of panties, the schoolgirl’s face was a bit blurred and she couldn’t recognize exactly who it was. But the panties the schoolgirl was wearing were Yoko’s, and that must have been the one that was snatched by Kai Lao Ze. I’m afraid that Ebisawa made the schoolgirl strip naked and then asked her to put on Yoko’s panties!
“Give it back! That’s my panties, Yoko screamed again. The male students’ eyes shot up at Yoko in unison.
(Help–) Yoko ran away as if she had fled back to the school. She ran past between the school building and the gymnasium. When she looked back, the number of students chasing after her had increased. Yoko’s feet tripped on something and she fell on the spot, momentarily out of breath.
(Must flee, quickly! If you don’t run away ……)
Yoko looked up, only to see Takeshi Elder Sawa and Next Year Tanabe standing in front of her, blocking her escape and grinning at her as she was pressed against her own body by the students coming after her.
Yoko couldn’t move. She desperately tried to shake her body, but she was completely speechless. The students’ hands were all over her body, and she saw each one of them sticking out their flaming red tongues, lapping at the saliva that oozed out of the corners of their mouths. All the clothes she was wearing were stripped off by the students, and a wave of cold air rose from her feet.
Her panties were off as well, grasping at Hai Lao Ze’s hands, and he held them up to his nose to sniff and sniff them. One by one, the students also stuck their heads out and rubbed their noses on the panties, inhaling and sniffing her body odor.
（Give it back! Give it back! Don’t be such perverts!)
Yoko screamed in terror, her body jumping, and in an instant, the male student longitudinal shadow was gone from before her eyes. It was another nightmare, she couldn’t tell how weary she was, she had a feeling of being pressured, and she felt a dull ache in her brain.
Her eyes remained tightly closed and she ran her hand over her chest.
“Ah! Stop!” She cried out. In that instant, she felt her whole body go cold and began to shiver with a katydidic shiver.
“Quiet ……” A very small voice vibrated Yoko’s eardrums and her whole body felt like it was electrocuted.
Yoko was dumbfounded when she heard this.
The person who told her to be quiet was none other than the physical education instructor, Yoshio Namekura. His face was crouched on Yoko’s chest, slightly raised, and he gazed at Yoko with squinted eyes. Yoshio Namekura, who had slipped into the health care room while Yoko was asleep, seemed to be high on lust as he undid Yoko’s cardigan, leaving her breasts bare and his face lounging on Yoko’s breasts.
“Sensei, please don’t fuck me ……” As Yoko was able to judge the gym teacher’s intentions, she gradually returned to her normal senses and finally spoke out.
But she couldn’t shout, if she did, someone would surely come into the health center. If she was really seen, everything would be over. A woman’s instinct made Yoko raise her head again.
“It’s better if you don’t yell!” Namekura was still kissing her nipples.
“Well ……” Yoko’s pink nipples that protruded like pearls, for a moment as if electrocuted, had been sucked on hard by the man, I think, and were very sensitive.
Yoko lifted her chest, and for a moment, she was shocked as if she had been pushed down into an abyss of horror.
(Panties – Panties are off?!)
Yoko finally realized that her dream of being attacked by Takeshi Kairaizawa and next year Tanabe had something to do with being stripped of her underwear by Yoshio Nakura.
“Are you sensitive even when you’re asleep? College girls nowadays are really sensitive! Completely like a forty year old woman, her lower body is moistened.” Nakura’s hand touched Yoko’s pubic mound. As his fingers dug into the flesh and kept scratching, the muscles on Yoko’s inner thighs twitched with shivering.
Namekura rolled her skirt up to her waist and her lower half was revealed. Yoko’s snow-white skin was brilliantly illuminated by the afternoon sunlight streaming in through the window.
Nakura stood in front of the bed, laying his face at the base of Yoko’s legs, and gently pushed Yoko’s underwear up Yoko’s upper body. Yoko pulled up her underwear and covered her face.
“Don’t do this ……,” Yoko said, her voice slurred by the mess.
Namekura stretched his tongue and licked up her grass, “Looks like you’re not mature enough yet! However, judging from this color, you’ve already screwed a man ……”
Nakura first put the magnifying glass against Yoko’s pubic mound, then slowly lifted the lens to get a closer look.
Sixth period had only started about fifteen bells ago, not enough time to fully toy with Yoko, but enough time to have fun with her.
The staff of the health office went to the hospital the following year because they had to visit a student who was admitted to the hospital. Yoko, however, was completely unaware of this situation. So when Namekura learns that Yoko is going to the health room to lie down for a while, he gets a good opportunity.
“Well …… don’t do that ……” Yoko desperately shook her lower abdomen when she realized that the other woman was using a magnifying glass to peek at her lower body. The bed made a creaking, metallic, dull sound that shook the warm room air.
Nakura used his thumb and forefinger to uncover the flesh slit and saw a rounded isthmus like a persimmon kernel in the magnifying glass. There was curly grass around the slit, and sticky liquid gushed out from the slit. A blood-engorged light-red grain of flesh peeked out from the slit, and Namekura stimulated the tip of it a few times with his fingers.
“Mmmmmm ……” Yoko moaned as she covered her face with her underwear. Her whole body tensed and her lower abdomen throbbed.
Nakura peeped at the most humiliating part of a woman and uncovered it, revealing the inner workings before peeking at it with a magnifying glass. Yoko was horrified, but she was also getting turned on by having her body manipulated by a man like this.
Namekura stimulated her swollen clitoris, lapping at the nectar that oozed from the source, the bodily fluids secreted from a woman’s body, so mushy that they could be pulled into silk threads ……
“OHH,” Yoko heard the dull thud of metal on metal from the bed.
“You’ve got too much dew, you’d better suck it up!” Nakura brought a small pair of medical tongs with a sterilized skimming cotton ball and rubbed it against Yoko’s pussy, and all that sticky bodily fluid was sucked into the cotton ball.
Yoko’s face-covered underwear was wet from her own constant hot exhalations.
The skimming tampon made her feel as horrible as the first time she had her period, when she had entered the school health room in fear, blushing with shame and asking the health practitioner for physiological supplies. She feels exactly the same way now as she did when she first stuffed her lower body with tampons.
Yoko suddenly remembered the day she had her first menstrual period. It was the fall of her junior year of elementary school, and she had learned about menstruation before, and there were always a few friends around her who had their first period. When she went into the restroom and saw the red spot on her panties, she remembered that she was a mature woman. Instead of being happy about it, she feels sad and scared.
The health care teacher had told me that if I was not prepared, I should go to the health care center. However, when I was in a real emergency, my legs were shaking with anxiety.
At that time, she did not dare to look at the face of the health care teacher. When she lowered her head and was perceived by the teacher, she immediately handed over the physiological products to her.
When she returned home, she told her mother. At dinner that night, Yoko’s bowl was filled with red rice, and her parents were exceptionally happy that Yoko had become an adult. Her brother, on the other hand, almost didn’t quite understand.
The sensation of Nakura now stuffing skimmed cotton into her lower body was similar to the sensation of using her own physiological products at that time.
“Ah ……” Yoko moaned with her mouth half-open, her face sticky from the hot and sweaty breath she exhaled as she covered it with her underwear.
Namekura also wiped the oily sweat from his own face. A violent teacher saw his student’s fearful expression, and the hot blood in himself that added to the abuse began to stir. Now that he was facing Yoko’s flesh, he ignited the flames of his own evil desire, reveling in the excitement of playing with a woman.
It was a teacher of sorts. He looked at his watch a few times and realized it was time for class to end. With a small medical clamp, he held the female’s tender bud, and Yoko’s lower abdomen stood up high.
“Lovely little bean. It looks beautiful now, but gradually, after screwing with a man, the bud fattens up and turns into a black bean, and these fleshy petals, sucked and sucked by a man, become as thick as a tongue!”
After Nakura had licked it with her tongue, she stuck the small pliers into the vaginal opening and held the skimmed cotton and slowly pulled it out. Due to sucking the body fluids from inside the woman, the skimmed cotton was all wet and slippery, and if you squeezed it, you could squeeze out the nectar.
Namekura looked at his watch again. He frowned with a strange expression, and the thing inside his sweatpants had long since hardened.
“I’ve played with your front slit this time. Compared to that, it’s still more like a virgin to be penetrated from behind!” Namekura’s mouth sputtered. He picked up Yoko and had her crouch down on the bed as Nakura once again used the pliers to pick up a new skimming pad, this time one that was drenched in antiseptic solution. Yoko’s buttocks were shaped like half a volleyball as Namekura rubbed the antiseptic dishwater up and down her anal area.
“Well ……,” Yoko moaned in pain as she still covered her face with her underwear. Presumably the antiseptic solution had seeped into her anus, and Oroboros felt the pain. Yoko was trembling, she had heard about anal sex, but she had never thought of actually having anal sex with a man. A wave of fear washed over her, but she wanted to experience it for the first time, a mixture of anticipation and anxiety.
Namekura gets on the bed and then presses down on Yoko’s buttocks, kind of like a rape.
“Oh ……” Yoko cried out in pain as she was penetrated by Namekura, foamy saliva flowing out of her mouth. At that instant, she seemed to suddenly lose consciousness.
The bell for the end of class brought her to her senses, Namekura had left her, and she hastily reached for her lower half, even her panties had been removed.
Is this a nightmare? Everything that happened before was a nightmare!
By evening, the bleeding from Yoko’s anus, which had been sodomized by her gym teacher, Yoshio Nakura, had stopped, but continued to ache.