With the air heavy with the mingling scents of dust, sweat and our raw desire, the storage room felt like a pressure cooker.
Haruko's lips slid along my cock with a fervor that bordered on worship, her tongue swirling expertly around the tip before taking me in deeper, enough to reach her throat. She tightened it up momentarily before pulling back and doing it normally. Still the sensation was enough to make my knees buckle slightly.
Perhaps if not for Shizu and Komoe taking turns with my lips, I would've moaned out from the pleasure.
Really, she's not holding back at all as if she wanted to make me cum before handing me over to the other two. Every wet, deliberate motion was like a challenge, daring me to break under her skillful assault.
Her hands gripping my thighs moved to my ass, anchoring herself as she worked me over with unrestrained enthusiasm.
I tightened my grip on her hair, guiding her pace just enough to keep some semblance of control, though it was a losing battle.
The heat and blood pooling in my lower body was relentless, spurred on by the sight of her; cheeks hollowing and bloating at certain intervals, eyes shining with mischief as she glanced up at me, fully aware of the effect she was having.
"You taste like you're already losing, hubby." She mischievously grinned after pulling back just enough to let her tongue flick the tip teasingly, scooping the bead of precum gradually building up there.
"Am I losing? Haruko… You're underestimating your man," I shot back confidently, though the strain in it was undeniable.
The girl's smirk widened before taking me back into her mouth with a slow, torturous slide that had me biting the inside of my cheek to stifle a groan.
Beside me, Shizu's possessiveness rumbled like a quiet storm. Since she couldn't lock my lips for her own, she moved to my neck showering me with kisses, sucking it intensely as she intentionally aimed to leave hickeys.
Her hand remained encircled around the base of my cock, occasionally tightening in sync with Haruko's movements as if to remind me who was really in charge.
Her other hand slid beneath my shirt, caressing my abdomen in a way that further raised the heat in my body.
She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered, "You're doing well so far, numbskull. But don't think I'll let you off easy just because Haruko's having her fun. It'll be my turn soon."
Before I could respond, she nipped at my earlobe, hard enough to sting. Then her tongue darted out, soothing the bite as her hand gave my cock a slow, sensual pump with her thumb pressing against a pulsing vein.
The contrast between her controlled precision and Haruko's wild abandon was dizzying and I felt my hips twitch forward despite my best efforts to stay still.
On my other side, Komoe pressed herself closer, her soft curves molding against me as our kiss deepened. Her hesitance was melting away, replaced by an affectionate eagerness that was almost as intoxicating as the other two. Her tongue tangled with mine, clumsy but earnest.
The little moans she let slip vibrated against my lips. I slid my hand from her waist to the soft pair of her buttocks, pulling her closer to me until I could feel the rapid thud of her heartbeat through her uniform.
Her fingers clutched at my shirt as she surrendered to the kiss, her breath stalling every time I teased her tongue with mine.
Breaking the kiss, I pulled back just enough to look at her. Her eyes were half-lidded, pupils blown wide with a mix of nervousness and arousal, her lips swollen and glistening from our exchange.
"Komoe, tell me. What else do you want to do?" I murmured, keeping my voice gentle despite the chaos unfolding below.
Her blush deepened as she glanced down at Haruko, who was still sucking me off with shameless enthusiasm, then up at Shizu who's still giving her an encouraging smile.
"I… I want to do it too, Ruki," Komoe whispered, her voice trembling but resolute. "I don't want to just watch anymore."
Shizu's lips quivered into a rare, teasing grin. "Look at you corrupting another girl, numbskull. You brought her back to school to become one of us. Minami-san won't be able to escape the same fate, will she?"
After that, she turned to Komoe as she shifted slightly, grabbing the girl's hand and guiding it toward my chest. "Touch him. He likes it when you're bold."
Komoe hesitated for a heartbeat before her small, trembling fingers slid beneath my shirt, brushing over my skin with a careful touch, feeling up the growing heat within me.
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She then looked up at me, searching for approval, and I gave her a small, encouraging nod.
Meanwhile, Shizu finally joined Haruko on kneeling down before me as they took turns while distributing their duty, who got to pleasure me with their mouths and hands.
The cramped storage room felt like it was shrinking further, the air growing heavier with every passing second as the three girls worked in sync to push me closer to the edge.
Eventually Haruko and Shizu relinquished my cock with a wet pop, their lips glistening as they looked up at Komoe.
"Don't you like a taste of hubby too? Don't be shy now."
Komoe's eyes widened at their invitation and glanced between the glistening tip of my cock and Haruko's smirking face.
Ten minutes had never felt so impossibly short. Or so dangerously long.
I glanced at the old clock on the wall. Five minutes left. Half our break was already gone and they're still keeping me on edge.
And now, even Komoe was getting enticed to try something she had yet to try before.
Komoe's grip on my shirt tightened as she stared down at my cock. Still rock-hard and glistening with the evidence of Haruko and Shizu's relentless attention.
The tip throbbed faintly, a bead of precum welling up again under her gaze, and I could feel the weight of her curiosity battling her nerves.
Shizu shifted on her knees, her hand resting lightly on my thigh as she looked up at Komoe with an encouraging nod. "Go on. It's not as scary as it looks. He'll guide you if you need it."
Her voice was soft but firm, a subtle command wrapped in reassurance.
I reached out, brushing my fingers against Komoe's cheek to draw her attention back to me.
Her skin was already crimson red as it was mixed with both embarrassment and arousal.
"You don't have to do anything you're not ready for," I said, keeping my tone low and steady despite the fire raging in my lower body. "But if you want to… I'm right here."
Her lips parted, a shaky exhale escaping as she nodded, almost imperceptibly at first, then with more resolve.
"I… I want to try," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the hum of the room.
Hearing those words, Haruko and Shizu opened up a space in the middle as Komoe also went down slowly, positioning herself in front of my throbbing cock.
As it was standing tall, she had to look up and straighten her back a bit to reach the tip.
"Ruki… Guide me." Komoe's voice trembled with anticipation and uncertainty as her wide eyes flickered between my face and the pulsing length of my cock just inches from her lips.
The heat within this cramped storage room felt suffocating now as our desire for each other flared up. Haruko and Shizu flanked her on either side, their expressions a blend of amusement and encouragement, their hands resting lightly on her shoulders as if to steady her for what was to come.