My Taboo Academy

My original school life had been nothing special, so I had zero internal reference points.

’Should I just try it and see?’

Was that attitude too light?

Then again, doing pure erotic things with no relationship at all felt even less healthy.

What if I dated someone for real?

– Speaking of Ren Asahi, do you think he’s with Aria or Elle?

– Neither?

– With a face like that the answer is ’yes’

’...’

Both of them...?

"Ughhh. Stop staring at Elle’s chest already. Look at my ass too, okay? Ren..."

Hopeless delusions started flooding in.

Was I seriously imagining dating both of them? I hadn’t sunk that far yet.

One person.

Narrow it down to one.

"Ren? What about me? Yuna isn’t just going to be your Fleshlight, right?"

*Gulpp.*

Get out of my head!!

The idea of a formal relationship with my stepsister was way too dangerous.

If our mother, who still didn’t even know my face came home and saw the family situation, she’d lose it.

"I didn’t adopt you so you could turn the house into this," followed by a full-power slap to the back of the head.

Wait...

"I still have so much of you inside me... Are you really going to abandon me? That’s cruel..."

I still didn’t have a natural feel for Regina’s speech patterns, so the imaginary version kept shifting.

"Oh no..."

Maybe casual dating wasn’t the best idea right now.

I’d finished inside an SS-class hunter and made her take the morning-after pill. How was I supposed to act like that carried zero responsibility?

’Still...’

My thoughts weren’t only about Regina.

What happened between us had been pure chance. We lived in completely different worlds.

The status gap was enormous.

"I’ll take responsibility."

If I actually said something that stupid she would probably scold me for ruining the mood and remind me that one night didn’t make me her man.

That was when Elle appeared beside me.

"Ren."

"Y-yeah?"

"...You’re worrying about something."

"...Yeah. You could call it worrying."

I couldn’t say the rest out loud.

Seeing me clam up, Elle turned so her chest faced me more directly.

"Want to touch them?"

...

’This really is just a game...’

A wave of emptiness hit for a second.

Then the soft, heavy outline of Elle’s breasts straining against her uniform short-circuited every higher thought. I guided her to the same secluded stairwell where I’d teased her before.

"Why do you keep doing this to me?"

"Ahh!"

I filled both hands with her breasts. Elle didn’t resist. She even spread her arms and pushed them forward into my grip.

*Squish. Squish.*

I kneaded the soft, heavy flesh as much as I wanted.

"That picture you sent yesterday. I told you taking shots like that is dangerous. What if some stranger tracked you down?"

"I... only wanted you to see it..."

"What if I’d shared it?"

I squeezed harder. Elle’s breath hitched.

"Ah... ah... Please just trust me..."

"Did you think I’d blackmail you into letting me touch them?"

"...No. You don’t have to threaten me. I’d let you touch them anyway..."

"...I told you friends don’t do this."

And yet she kept sending those photos.

(And I’d asked for the second one myself so I could jerk off to it later.)

Still.

"Friend... I think I like you more than a friend."

"...Me?"

"I like you, Ren. I want to stay next to you. I’ll do anything..."

Of course she liked me. Why else would she let things go this far?

"Then... more than friends."

"Huh...?"

"Want to date?"

"..."

My face suddenly felt hot.

I knew she would say yes, but asking still felt embarrassingly bold.

Maybe I was ashamed of how confident I’d been that she would accept.

"If someone like me is okay with you..."

"You’re more than enough"

...And just like that, we were dating.

Elle. My girlfriend. Which meant these breasts... and that ass...

I swallowed hard.

"Still want to touch them?"

"I want them bare."

"Okay."

Was this allowed already?

We were dating now, so... probably? Did I actually love her?

I liked her a lot. She was beautiful, smelled good, and her body was ridiculous. How could I not?

Elle undid her buttons and pulled her uniform open, revealing a plain black bra struggling to contain everything.

Every coherent thought left my head.

’My girlfriend...’

She pushed the cups up and offered her bare breasts.

My fingers sank in. Soft. Impossibly soft. Nothing in the world felt like this.

I touched her with the full intention of enjoying every second.

"Mm... ah..."

Even the faint sheen of sweat on her skin was cute.

"I’m not dating you only because of your body."

"Even if it was only for my body... that would still be fine, right?"

"If you want me to stop talking to other girls, I will."

"Why? You don’t have to. I still want to stay close to Aria too..."

Damn it.

Don’t say things like that.

"I’m... really happy. It feels like a wish came true..."

Elle smiled, a little mischievous.

"You can do whatever you want with my body..."

"..."

I was hard instantly.

I pulled her against me, still groping her breasts, and kissed her. Our tongues met.

*Gulp... smooch... slurp...*

She stiffened for a second, then melted into it. Up close her emerald eyes were even prettier, half-hidden behind her hair. We kept glancing at each other and looking away, shy.

*Slurp... smooch...*

"Can I keep sending you dirty pictures?"

"If you stop, I’ll complain."

*Slurp... kiss... kiss...*

I rubbed my erection against her. Everything about her body made it impossible to hold back.

"Was dating me one of your wishes?"

"Y-yeah..."

I kept playing with her heavy breasts while kissing and sucking on the soft skin. I took whatever I wanted and she let me.

*Ahhhnn... nn... mmm...*

"So? How does it feel now that it’s real?"

"Better than I imagined... "

My first girlfriend was shamelessly lewd.

I should have done this earlier. She kissed like she was already addicted.

"Hehe *gulp, gulp* Haa... kiss... it feels so good..."

Elle accepted every dirty impulse I had.

Our tongues stayed tangled while our bodies pressed together.

"Smack... slurp... suck..."

This was getting dangerous.

Just grinding against my own girlfriend was already pushing me. I pinched one nipple and hugged lightly.

"Ugh!"

Might as well use the skill.

[Fleshlight Touch]

"Hah... hah... ugh... my chest feels so tight... ah... ahh..."

I kept kneading and she came hard.

*Squeeze.*

"Ah... my clothes..."

Elle bit her lip and pressed her breast harder into my hand, thighs clamped together as the orgasm rolled through her.

No wonder her Fleshlight aptitude was high.

When I lifted her skirt I could already see the wetness seeping between her closed legs.

I filled my hands with her breasts again and worked them firmly.

*Knead. Knead.*

"Hah... hah... ah... it feels weird... so good..."

"Push them out more."

"Y-yes...!"

I milked her soft flesh until she came again.

Elle’s head tipped back, completely lost.

"I’m your boyfriend now. I’ll take proper care of you."

"Hah... hah... it’s too much... Ren... look at them... hah...!"

*Knead. Knead.*

Fleshlight Touch stayed active while I massaged her. I pressed my palms over her stiff nipples and rubbed in slow circles, watching every reaction.

"Ah... hah... nn..."

Each climax left her legs trembling and her waist locked straight.

Holding her up by her breasts while she was that powerless looked insanely erotic.

"You keep showing these off and tempting me."

"Y-yes...! Because I like you... I wanted you to notice me..."

"And now you’ve got a boyfriend because of them. Happy?"

"I’m so happy... please keep loving my big breasts... you did so well... "

I stroked her gently, melting her further. Elle’s hips started moving restlessly.

Her whole body was pure temptation.

"I like you, Elle."

I pulled her into another kiss, pinching and lightly tugging a nipple while our tongues slid together.

"Mmm... nn... yes... ah..."

Her eyes unfocused as she came again in my arms, full hips shaking.

She really was the easiest heroine to conquer. Happiness had already settled into her expression.

"I’m sorry..."

"For what?"

"I want to make you feel good too... down there..."

Elle looked embarrassed.

"I just don’t know how yet..."

...Damn.

That pure, inexperienced honesty hit harder than any practiced seduction.

I had to treat her carefully.

"It’s fine. We’ll learn together, slowly."

"I’ll study hard."

Before we went back to class I hugged my black-haired, K-cup girlfriend one more time.

The way her breasts pressed against me was pure softness.

Back in regular school life, every guy had the same quiet fantasy: a pretty girlfriend. No one really argued about it. You just got hooked.

During the break I sat behind Elle, idly playing with her fingers and brushing her bangs aside.

"...Ah."

Even that small touch made her hunch her shoulders in embarrassment.

"You should try sweeping your bangs to the side more often. It looks really good on you."

"I’d get too shy..."

"Okay, what’s going on with you two?"

Aria, already used to the three of us hanging out, dragged a chair over and sat down.

"Why does the air feel weird all of a sudden?"

"Well..."

Elle answered before I could hesitate.

"We decided to start dating."

"...What?"

Aria’s breath caught. She stared at me like the words hadn’t fully registered.

"Aria?"

"Ah... I see."

I’d had feelings for Aria too, but I’d made my choice. Elle was the one.

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