Chapter 35

Thus, the rumor that I was Yamamoto-san's boyfriend was corrected as a factual error.

I explained the situation to Suzuhara and Takanami and solved the misunderstanding.

Now I can finally enjoy my summer vacation with peace of mind.

"Well then..."

I came all the way here, pretending to hurry home so as not to get caught up in Suzuhara's offline talk.

--I wonder if the apology is in the same place.

The location specified by Yamamoto-san was the reference room.

I have visited this room twice with Yamamoto-san.

When she explained that she was looking for something she had forgotten and would like to borrow the key, it was readily lent to Yamamoto-san, an honour student.

There are no students coming here for club activities, so the possibility of interruption is extremely low.

As for the most important teachers, they actually rarely come.

This is because this resource room is only used in name only, such as temporarily storing printouts to be distributed to students, or storing old papers that cannot be easily thrown away.

Now that summer vacation has begun, teachers are pouring their heart and soul into teacher training.

While they were busy organising data and making schedules, Yamamoto-san and I were about to secretly engage in acts that disrupted public morals.

I make sure there are no people around and put my hands on the door.

Behind that sliding door, Yamamoto-san was waiting.

"I've been expecting you."

Yamamoto-san welcomed me with a smile.

She asks me to quickly lower my fingers and lock the door.

It was still lukewarm, but the air conditioning was working in this room as well.

"Uh, just checking but."

"Mufufu. The apology's contents? Don't worry, I'll let it out properly."

Yamamoto-san is free-spirited.

Although we've known each other for a short time, I can see that there's no secret to her cheerfulness.

However, that doesn't mean she has no resistance to sex.

It would be understandable if Yamamoto-san were just a natural, but Yamamoto-san is someone who knows exactly how cute she is.

There's no way a person like that wouldn't take care of her body.

"It's too late to say this, but I guess Yamamoto-san really doesn't have a boyfriend.

That was before she dated Suzuhara.

A beautiful girl with such a good head and personality should have been able to choose any man she liked, not even limiting to this school.

"Yeah."

Yamamoto nodded and arranged the two chairs beside her.

"Let's talk for a minute."

I sat next to her at her invitation.

It's unbelievable that this beauty is right next to me.

"Sotomichi-kun. What is your impression of me?"

"A beautiful, excellently perfect superhuman."

"Fufuu. Cor-rect."

Yamamoto-san pressed my cheek with her index finger.

Nn, that's bad.

This flirtatious feeling made my heart race.

I'm going to fall in love.

Yeah, no, that's actually not bad.

If I can now see Yamamoto-san as a girl, it would be the greatest privilege for me.

"For me, you know. I can do anything. I have everything. This life of mine has been filled with everything."

Grabbing the seat with both hands, Yamamoto fluffed up her legs.

"I finished studying for entrance exams a long time ago. There are many places that will hire me even if I don't graduate from university. I'm good at exercise and stay healthy every day. I can aim for the Olympics. Even if I don't use my brain to make difficult calculations, I can still make money as a model. Even if I don't make money, there are plenty of people who can support me."

Arrogance lined up.

Yamamoto-san's greatness lies in the fact that all of this is undeniably true, reflecting the true scale of Kanade Yamamoto.

"Out of all that, what I like the most and excel at is..."

Yamamoto-san leans closer to me and presses her voluminous bulge against my arm from the side where I sit on the chair.

She looked up at me with soft eyes.

The scent of flowers mixed with the warm, fluffy air.

"Like this."

Yamamoto-san's face approaches as we graze each other's cheeks.

Her lips touched my earlobe.

"Nnah... aahh!!"

Lustful pleasure overflows all over my body.

The hot viscosity of her saliva crawled around my earrings, and my penis suddenly swelled inside my slacks as she breathed on me.

"Making your naughty body feel good."

Yamamoto-san's fingers brushed against the crotch of my tight slacks.

"Uguh... ah... haah...!"

Touching my neck with her free hand, Yamamoto-san leans her weight even further, half of my body becoming wrapped in the softness of Yamamoto-san.

In this situation where I haven't even taken my clothes off yet, I was under the illusion of being naked with a girl.

The quality is completely different from anything I've experienced before.

The raw eroticism is making my sexual desire boil.

"You can't ejaculate, huh. Then today's the day you reach sexual maturity."

She sucks on my neck with a deep kiss and sneaks her hands onto my crotch.

With Yamamoto-san sliding her hand from the outside of my balls to the skin of my back muscles, my cock twitched and throbbed violently.

"Aaahhh... that's... shit... uu-... aahh!!"

Despite only being touched from on top of my clothes.

My whole body feels hot as if it's been coated with an aphrodisiac.

Every time I felt Yamamoto-san's flesh through my clothes, I felt the same level of pleasure as ejaculation.

"Heeh. Sotomichi-kun, you haven't cum yet. That's amazing."

"Nnh...!"

She strokes my head like a mother pampering her child, and even that stimulates my nerves as a sexual sensation.

"'Yet', you said, haah, you're just doing it above my clothes though..."

She's just licking my ear and giving me soft touches.

Not even a handjob.

However, it wasn't that I didn't understand the meaning of Yamamoto-san's words.

The pleasure of being bitten in the ear.

If it weren't for Miyu's spell, I would have ejaculated as soon as she breathed on me.

"That in of itself is amazing, you know. Everyone else gets their pants wet with me just doing this."

Yamamoto-san unzips my pants and attacks the tip of my glans.

"Fua-... i-...fweels, goood...!!"

My underwear was just a thin piece of cloth between her fingers, my glans.

With Yamamoto-san's fingers feeling more realistic, unprecedented pleasure invades my brain.

"Pew pew, okay. It'll feel good when you cum."

"Ah-, ah-, ah-...!"

Yamamoto-san's voice is tearing away my ego as a man.

Feels good.

I want to be ruled by pleasure forever.

Even though it wouldn't be surprising if I had already ejaculated...

"Do you want me to do it?"

"I want you to! I want you to... ahh... let me ejaculate...!"

Before I knew it, my belt had been removed and I was raising my hips.

I was in this position, panting and facing the ceiling, my pants pulled down.

It feels so good it's pathetic.

Nfuu. I didn't mean to make you put up with it or anything. Look, there's a lot of semen here.

Yamamoto-san's hand was inserted from under my trunks.

That hand gently wraps around the entire ball sack from the base of my penis.

"Ahhhh! Ah-, ahh-!!"

I ejaculated.

That's what I thought.

I should have climaxed many times already.

Only the phenomenon of ejaculation isn't occurring.

"It really doesn't come out. I've never seen anyone who was able to hold back this much. I'm getting a little nervous too."

Yamamoto-san quickly asked me to raise my hips again.

I take off my underwear and expose my cock to the outside air.

Yamamoto-san relaxes her cheeks as she sees the cock curve up to the same extent as when Miyu tormented me all night long.

"But you know, Sotomichi-kun."

An outstretched hand.

We got even closer, and I was now being hugged by Yamamoto-san.

"You're too loud."

Whispering that, Yamamoto-san started handling my penis in one fell swoop.

"Ahhh-! Ah-! Nhaah! Uu-...aaAaahh... that... I'm... already... cumming, cummingggcumming cominggg!!"

My hips buck and my body jumps up.

Even though I was warned that we were inside the school, I couldn't control my cries.

Still, no semen was ejaculated.

"That's a lot of goo. It's drooling so much, yet you're not releasing any sperm?"

Lewd sounds are made as she spreads the pre-cum all over my penis.

Yamamoto-san's big, soft hands.

It has a completely different feel to that of Miyu or Sachiko.

"Fuah... ahh... ah, ahhh! Feels so gooood! No, I'm already, cumming, cumming..."

It's like squirting with pleasure.

An empty ejaculation where only pleasure repeats.

It was like going insane.

"Good job. Good job. Almost there."

"Just a little... then... uu-...!!"

I can ejaculate.

Without using my little sister as fap material.

Just with the pleasure Yamamoto-san gives me, I can let out semen.

"Good luck, Sotomichi-kun. Your dick is already ready."

My body leans back.

Yamamoto-san grips my penis.

Her little finger traces my back muscles, which also produces a pleasure similar to ejaculation.

Her ring finger tickled my hole, and I had the illusion that I had ejaculated again.

Her middle finger rubbed the inside of the skin, her index finger stroked my glans, and the pressure felt from the entire palm of her hand made me ejaculate in my mind over and over again.

"Ahh... gawhah... uu... nhaaAAHhh!!"

It doesn't end.

One stroke of Yamamoto-san's hand spreads the stimulation of several ejaculations to my lower body, and even then, I never reach the finish line.

"Gaahh-... haah, no more, I can't, wait, stop, I'm dying, ah, ahh, ahnn, ahhh!"

"Ara Ara. You're really not cumming."

Slowly, Yamamoto-san's hand stopped.

I almost died from my stomach.

When Yamamoto-san let go, the air in the classroom felt cold.

My heart feels calm now.

It got so hot that it felt like I was going to melt.

The genital area that still stays stiff.

Yamamoto-san's eyes are stuck there.

"Wow... this is the first time I've ever seen it so hard..."

Yamamoto-san pokes me, and my penis twitches every time.

Yamamoto-san continued to attack me with little fun and mischievous pleasure.

"Ooh, aah...! Br-break, let me have one... please..."

"Ah, sorry sorry."

Yamamoto-san maintains her happy expression and becomes quiet.

"Ahh... it felt so good I was going to die..."

"But you didn't cum, huh. You really can't ejaculate. I'm surprised."

'Even though it's so hard,' said Yamamoto-san, pinching my penis with her fingers.

"Is it really that rare to have an erection? It seemed like you had quite a bit of experience though..."

“I guess it depends on how I count my experience.”

Yamamoto-san continued to talk while touching my body.

"I've been with a lot of people, and I've had my fair share of relationships."

A moment born from hesitation.

However, there was no longer any point in interrupting.

"I've done a lot of naughty stuff. But, I... haven't done anything lewd for longer than ten seconds..."

The truth being told.

This was Yamamoto-san's problem.

"Most people cum from just my lovey-dovey gestures. Even the people who hold on cum as soon as I touch it.... when I try to have fun with them. That's all it takes to push people over the edge."

Out of standard as usual.

This Venus is more than just beautiful.

This was an example of an ability that was supposed to be good medicine for people, but when taken too far, turned into poison.

"That's painful. I have a similar problem, so I understand."

"Nn? Similar problem? Fufufuu. Ahahahaa!"

Yamamoto-san burst out laughing.

It was a very pleasant smile.

"No no, Sotomichi-kun's situation is more serious. I feel like an idiot for worrying so much."

Yamamoto-san wiped away the tears that had gathered at the corners of her eyes with her fingers.

Does she need to laugh that much?

"This is so big, but you can't ejaculate, right? What do you do when you're horny?"

"Ugh... that's right..."

If I use my little sister as fap material I can bust one out.

Should I say it?

In this atmosphere, I'm sure Yamamoto-san will accept my concerns.

The only problem is that Yamamoto-san knows Miyu.

I'm scared that the story will get really complicated.

"For now... if you do it with your mouth..."

"My mouth? I see, from Sotomichi-kun's perspective, he's been kept up in anticipation. Okay, okay. As a reward for being able to hold back, Onee-san will give you a blowjob."

Yamamoto-san turns around in front of me and gets on her knees.

Supporting my penis with both hands, she began licking from my inner thighs to my scrotum.

"Ahguh, ah, having your tongue lick me feels so good...!"

"I'm glad you're happy, Sotomichi-kun. But this is school, so don't pant too much, okay?"

"M-my bad."

I closed my mouth with both hands.

I should just have to control my voice, but when it feels really good, there's nothing I can do about it.

That's why I can't kill the voice unless I suppress it in this way.

"Nchu, munyu, nh..."

Yamamoto-san moved her lips all over my penis, kissing me from the base.

Reaching the tip, she put my thing into her mouth without hesitation.

"Jubujurunchyuu, chubuguchuunchyu...!"

"Nnnhhh!! Nh, aanh, nh...!!"

A mouth full of saliva enveloped my cock.

Her entwined tongue, lips, and even the mucous membranes inside her cheeks overwhelm my penis with pleasure.

"Guchu... jubu... njubu nupu, nuchu..."

A pleasure that feels like a violently surging storm.

If I hadn't held my mouth, I would have screamed.

I don't know what's going on as my cock intersects with Yamamoto's body temperature.

I've already twitched in her mouth many times, but I still can't ejaculate.

"Ah, nnh, nfuh, fuu, aah, auuh..."

This time, I felt like I was going to pass out from the lack of oxygen.

But now, if I take my hands away from my mouth, my moans will undoubtedly resound throughout the school.

I can't go on.

I want to ejaculate so badly to the point of dying.

I want to drown my desires in this lewd mouth that was born to create pleasure.

Miyu, forgive me.

To ejaculate doing lewd stuff with Yamamoto-san.

I want to cum in her mouth right now.

'--Do you really want to cum that badly? Onii-chan.'

Beside my ears, I felt such a whisper.

Numerous lewd memories with Miyu springing up in a chain.

"Onii-chan, you like ejaculating, don't you."

Those words that Miyu once said to me blew away the blockage in the seminal ducts that was holding back my semen.

"Ah--!! Yamamoto-san, sorry, cumming, cummingg!!"

"Nn!? Nn, ah, fuu, muchu, nguh...!"

Byuu, byugu, dobyuruu, byuruu--!

The semen that had accumulated beyond its limit was ejected into Yamamoto-san's mouth like it had been fired from a gun.

"Uu-... uguh...!"

Yamamoto-san, with a bitter face, desperately keeps her mouth shut.

When I finished ejaculating, she slowly pulled out my penis and covered her mouth with her hand.

"Uuuu~!!"

Her eyes were red and she was crying.

Then, after trying to swallow my semen and failing several times, she finally let it flow down her throat.

"Gohooh, gefuu, uu, upuh... uuuu... it tastes so bad I'm dying..."

Yamamoto-san began to cry like a child.

Is it that bad?

My semen.

"M-my bad."

"I'm sorry too... upuh..."

She looked really sick.

Yuka and Sachiko said it didn't taste good either.

"Sorry, I've never been like this before. Maybe it's because it's been so long. I'm really sorry I made you feel bad, but I'm going to go drink some water...!"

"Ahh, okay. Take it easy."

Yamamoto-san left the room in a dash.

While Yamamoto-san washed away the taste of semen, I put on my clothes and waited for her to come back.

"I-I'm back..."

She came back with a sullen face.

I hope she didn't throw up.

"Is it that bad?"

"For Sotomichi-kun's sake, I'll be honest with you... I don't think there are many people who can drink this..."

"I-I see."

Even Yamamoto-san, who seems to have a lot of experience, is like this.

Don't tell me that Miyu's sense of taste is actually dead or something.

That girl told me it tasted bad too, though.

"B-But!! It came out, Sotomichi-kun! You were able to ejaculate... what a relief... I thought I couldn't help you solve your problem...!"

"Y-yeah. That's right."

This is something I need to talk about.

"Huh? You don't look so happy, do you?"

It's cruel.

Thank you for working so hard.

All I can do is hurt people again.

"...Will you listen to my real troubles?"

When I asked, Yamamoto-san shook her head vertically in silence.

"I said that I can't ejaculate. Actually, there's only one condition that makes me able to ejaculate."

"O-okay. Uh huh."

Yamamoto-san leans forward and shows interest.

It's fine.

Yamamoto-san will accept it without hating me.

A woman like this saint would understand.

"I can only ejaculate when using my little sister as fap material."

The woven truth.

What followed was silence.

I finally said it.

A serious problem that ignored my ethics and common sense.

"Eh..."

As expected, Yamamoto-san was nervous.

"Um, eh? Are you talking about Miyu-chan? Are you in-laws...?"

"She's my real sister with blood ties."

"Haah..."

Yamamoto-san froze, as if she had pressed pause.

It was probably because she knew my composed little sister who had no interest in erotic things that she couldn't imagine me secretly fapping to her.

"Umm, I don't know what to say. You're serious, right?"

Yes, I'm serious.

So, like this, I became desperate to find out if I could ejaculate to someone other than my little sister.

"Does that mean you were thinking naughty things about Miyu-chan while I was giving you a blowjob?"

"Sorry."

"Ohh..."

Yamamoto-san's head was confused by the misconception that she had made me ejaculate by her own power and that the factor of my ejaculation was my real sister.

"Did you cum with the intention of putting it in Miyu-chan's mouth?"

"T-that kind of thing."

"This semen... as expected... if you let it out to Miyu-chan, she'll get angry..."

She's not wrong, but...

It's my little sister who takes the initiative to drink more than anyone else.

"Now I understand why Sotomichi-kun didn't say anything."

Has she finally understood?

"Which one does Sotomichi-kun want to support?"

"Which one?"

"To be able to do lewd stuff with Miyu-chan, or to be able to cum without thinking of Miyu-chan."

Yamamoto-san was surprisingly positive.

Well, I guess she's the kind of person who makes a lot of positives.

"If possible, I'd be happy with the latter. Can you please support me?"

"Okay. I'm starting to enjoy the story more and more as I listen to it."

Yamamoto-san laughed nicely.

Ahh, I'm glad to hear it.

"Besides, that's my problem as well..."

Come to think of it, Yamamoto-san's problem was that she couldn't do anything naughty properly because everyone she dated ended up having orgasms right away.

"I'm sorry to ask, but did you do it with Suzuhara?"

"Hmm... maybe..."

Maybe is what.

"Suzuhara-kun came to orgasm just by hugging me."

"That again."

But it would have been the same for me if Miyu wasn't there, so I can't say anything bad about him.

"Even though he said that he wouldn't get excited by anything other than 2D beautiful girls. I was a fool to expect such words, but... I guess you could say that we're already giving up on a lot of things."

Yamamoto-san said so with a dissatisfied face.

So it was only because she tried other excellent men and failed that a guy like Suzuhara was given a chance.

"So the condition for dating was to entertain Yamamoto-san with sex?"

"That's the way it is. Up until now, people have just given up and said, 'If it doesn't work, it's no good.' I never expected to be threatened using this problem."

"That's too cautious."

"Isn't it."

Yamamoto-san sat down on the chair again and lined up with me.

There's plenty of air in the room.

"When I was talking to Suzuhara at the mall, it sounded like you guys were deeply in love having sex though. He was talking about making love or something."

"Suzuhara-kun did? Ahaha. Well, he's a boy after all."

There was probably a lot of pretentiousness on Suzuhara's part in that conversation.

If I think about it carefully, at the time I heard from Suzuhara, things weren't going well with Yamamoto-san.

There was no way they were flirting.

"From the beginning, he was about to cum, so he just told me to undress and lie on the bed."

"Sure."

"Then, about a minute passed."

"Yeah."

"Did it really feel like it was over after he said he was cumming?"

"Did he really graduate from virginity..."

Is that why Yamamoto-san said it was a problem?

Either way, it doesn't change the fact that they dated for a month and had some erotic experiences.

For Yamamoto-san, it was simply a wish worth taking a gamble on, without regard to the risk of being threatened.

I can't believe it was so hard not being able to enjoy sex.

That's why it was so easy for her to get naughty with me.

I see.

I'm not convinced.

"Yamamoto-san, you have many other merits besides that, right? A person's values are not something that can be determined by others. I don't understand why you're so fixated on physical relationships."

Yamamoto-san should be able to live a pleasant life without having sex.

She has many abilities that everyone envies.

No, it's no exaggeration to say that she can do everything except sex.

"...I told you, didn't I. It's an unreasonable problem."

Yamamoto-san once told me.

It's a serious problem, but even if I explain it to them, they won't understand.

"It all started when I was in junior high school. It was the first time I dated a boy, and that's how things turned out."

That was Yamamoto's first time.

I don't think it was such a solid first experience.

"No matter how many times I tried, it never worked out. Eventually, my partner lost confidence in himself. At first, that was the reason we broke up."

The pressure must have been great because he was carrying a high-ranking person like Yamamoto-san.

"The next person felt the same way. But with the second one, I broke up with him. My first failure was still stuck in my head, and I felt really awkward."

Yamamoto-san has been a perfectly beautiful girl since she was in junior high school.

She didn't have any problems finding men, but it rarely progressed beyond that.

"That's the only thing that broke us apart. My purpose in dating and my habit of breaking up. And I was so tied down to this, that I had many lovers and broke up with them. Everyone didn't last more than a month. There were a lot of people who broke up with me before we even got into a physical relationship. By that time, I didn't even know why I had a boyfriend."

Ever since she was little, it's just been accumulating.

Over time, her petty obsession changed part of Kanade Yamamoto's personality.

"Isn't it strange? I'm this cute, I'm so talented, I'm blessed with family and friends, and I didn't have any problems in life."

Yamamoto-san opens her right hand and stares blankly at her palm.

It had everything that everyone in the world would envy.

Even though that was one form of perfection.

"Now I'm just a stupid woman. I'm sure there were many better ways to live."

She was supposed to find the man of her dreams and enjoy a life without any inconvenience.

Now, such a girl is attending such a small public high school dutifully.

"For me, you know. I have a very normal youth, a very normal job and a modest life."

Yamamoto-san looks at me and smiles kindly again.

"I'm a strange woman. Did you hate me?"

"Ah-... no, not really."

There are just too many weird women around me, and now, on the contrary, it's normal.

Above all, I'm a freak myself.

"Then!!"

Yamamoto-san kicked the chair and stood up.

She's in good spirits, with plenty of desire.

"You see, I have a favour to ask."

Considering her strength, she had a rather modest attitude.

"I feel bad that I'm taking advantage of Sotomichi-kun's troubles, but…"

That is Yamamoto-san's hope.

She couldn't find hope in anyone else, but the only one here.

"If you don't mind, would you please have sex with me?"

She blushes and fidgets.

Yamamoto-san, who looked just like a young maiden, was there.

"I don't mind."

Tomorrow is the first day of summer vacation.

The wall of being unable to receive a blowjob from that I couldn't break in my little sister.

As a man, I'm truly putting my last hope on the line.

I had to go to Yamamoto-san's house.