"That man... they..."
"Haa... haa..."
From their angle, the two peeping lolis had a clear view of the shadows under the tree. Rinka was somewhat prepared, knowing Alex's lifestyle, but for the pure Otome, this was a massive shock. She watched Alex's hand wander freely under the woman's clothes, grabbing her heavy breasts and squeezing them into different shapes between his palms.
Then he buried his face in them, licking and biting. The sight made Otome's skin burn. Rinka's moans next to her only made it harder to resist.
Is that... sex? Even though Japanese girls matured early, seeing it in person was different. Her body reacted. She pressed a hand to her own chest, starting to knead her own small "buns."
Well, they weren't exactly small. Compared to other girls her age, Otome was well-developed, much larger than Rinka. When she pressed her hand down, her soft breast tissue indented deeply, only to snap back into its perky shape when she let go. The elasticity was incredible.
The repeated rubbing made her nipples stand tall and hard. Otome's movements were clumsy, she was an amateur, but the friction was creating an intense pleasure.
The craving for more grew stronger!
So strange... what is this feeling? But... it feels so good. The pink-haired girl became lost in the sensation. Her fingers played with her nipples, pinching the sensitive buds.
The pink nubs were her most sensitive spots. When she pinched them, it felt like a bolt of lightning hit her. Her body shook, and her legs trembled.
"Wuuuu—!"
She squeezed her thighs together, feeling something gathering in her lower belly, ready to burst. But as she pulled her hand away, the feeling receded, leaving her frustrated and aching.
Otome, her face bright red, returned her hand to her breasts for a new round of self-pleasure. This time, the feeling wasn't enough.
She was getting anxious. She wanted more. She wanted the ultimate satisfaction. As a "hentai" heroine in the making, her hidden traits were being ignited rapidly.
She watched Alex and the girl, imagining herself in that woman's place. If it were me... Eek!
"Wait, what am I thinking?! How can I be so shameless?!" Otome covered her cheeks, wanting to crawl into a hole. She was acting like a "bad girl."
She glanced at Rinka and froze. Rinka was being even more extreme. She had unbuttoned her collar, revealing a white bra, while her other hand was deep under her skirt.
Rinka's legs were clamped tight around her hand as she let out lewd moans. Her body jerked every now and then. Otome could hear a wet, squelching sound—squish, squish—that triggered her imagination. Rinka's writhing and wanton moans pushed Otome over the edge.
Her legs began to rub together. Something was coming...
But she wasn't as bold as Rinka yet. Her sense of shame tried to suppress the desire.
"Rinka, we should leave. Peeping is—" Otome froze, her eyes widening in horror and awe.
She had glanced back at Alex and saw him lifting the woman's leg. Her smooth, fleshy white leg was exposed to the loli.
But that wasn't all. Alex pulled out his terrifying, massive member. It stood proud and fierce, making Otome gasp and cover her mouth.
Is... is that a man's... that thing? Seeing it for the first time, Otome was shaken. It was so big! Do all men have things that big? Wouldn't it kill her?
Yet, as that fierce object rubbed against the woman's bottom, sliding against the valley of her slit, Otome felt breathless. Beyond fear, an unspeakable sensation was born.
She was mesmerized. She watched that throbbing rod grind against the silver-haired girl's core. The visual was too much. Otome could no longer hold back her primal lust.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
...
"Master, wait," Anri Shirojo whispered, her head spinning from his kisses. Her breasts were being kneaded by Alex, sending waves of pleasure through her. But when that massive thing pressed against her entrance, she got scared and grabbed his hand. "People are watching—!"
Kissing and groping was fine, but this level of intimacy in public was too much for the maid. There were so many people around.
"It's fine, Anri. Everyone around here is one of ours. They won't let any men get close~" Alex had noticed Rinka, but he didn't mind two little lolis watching. The women nearby had formed a human barrier, blocking the view from outsiders.
Alex was free to enjoy himself.
"Mo~ fine, I don't care anymore..." Anri bit her lip and let go of his hand. Alex thrust forward. With a wet squelch, he pushed into her tight, clinging flower path.
"Wuuu~~~"
Not only did Anri let out a long sigh of satisfaction, but the peeping Otome let out a moan as well. Seeing that fierce rod vanish into the woman's body was a sight that shook Otome's soul.
She lost all control. Her eyes, misty and full of lust, stayed locked on the point where they were joined. She slid her fingers under her own skirt, pulling aside the edge of her panties to touch her pure, untouched slit.
"Ahhh~"
Even the simplest touch brought a pleasure ten times stronger than before. She panted heavily as her juices began to flow from her virgin core.
For the first time, this pure garden welcomed an intruder—her own fingers.
Otome watched the rod go in and out of the woman's body, making loud slap-slap-slap sounds. She imagined his fingers were hers, and she began to tentatively slide her finger in and out of her own core.
She didn't dare go too deep, but even just a little was enough to open a new world for her. The electric stimulation, combined with the visual of Alex, made her eyes start to glow with pink heart shapes.
Her mind filled with images of Alex pinning her down, thrusting into her, pounding her body relentlessly—
"Eeeeee!!!!"
Otome's body suddenly went rigid. Her mind went blank as a flood of nectar exploded from her, soaking her fingers and panties. The pink-haired girl had just reached her very first climax.
Is this... an orgasm?
It feels so good... so beautiful.
Otome collapsed to the ground, unable to move for a long time, until a voice broke the silence.
"President! President—!"
A woman from the Support Group ran over, interrupting the two lolis' self-pleasure. "We found two strange women."
Flash—
Otome snapped out of it and sat bolt upright. Even though her legs were weak and her face was flushed with afterglow, she had to act composed. She couldn't let anyone find out.
Rinka, however, hadn't finished yet. She was just about to reach her peak when she was interrupted. The twin-tailed loli was furious.
"Can't it wait?! I was almost there! Just one more second—!"
The girl gave Rinka a strange look but didn't judge; they all used the Master as "material" for their own pleasure. "President, you should come see. These two women... the Master might be very interested in them."
"Mmm?"