Why Shizune and Misha Don't Play Risk With Each Other

[This is never going to happen again, do you understand?]

I nod rapidly, eyes locked with Shizune’s as she positions herself between my legs, hands moving up to the top button of her blouse.

I don’t think my heart can handle this…

I don’t know exactly how I got into this situation, only that Misha dragged me into the Student Council room and sat me down. Then she signed something to Shizune, most of which I didn’t catch, though I did make out “You lost” and “Are you a liar?” from where I was sitting.

Regardless, I’m now sitting front row to a nearly shirtle-

Nope, a completely shirtless Shizune now.

Hoo boy…

She hesitates removing her bra, unclipping the back with one hand, and holding the cups against her breasts with the other. She avoids eye contact as she disrobes, this deep blush splayed on her face as she finally lets the bra cups drop.

My god… they’re amazing.

The twin globes in dangling in front of me are perfectly round, lily white flesh spotless and rosy nipples hard in the cool air of the room. I’m at a loss for words as Shizune quickly moves her hands to my belt buckle, making my heart jump in my chest.

What the hell does she have planned?

I sit motionless, distracted by the swaying breasts in front of me as she works my zipper down, reaching in with one hand to grasp my already rock hard member. Her blush deepens once she pulls it out, obviously mine being the first she’s seen, and she bites a lip before turning to look at Misha.

[Give me the stuff Shiina, I’m not doing this without it.] She signs quickly.

With a stifled “Wahaha” Misha reaches into her bag, retrieving a small bottle of-

Oh hell, that’s baby oil, I know where this is going.

My heart starts to beat faster as Shizune catches the small tube Misha tosses her, upending the bottle in her hand in preparation for a squirt when Misha suddenly leaps forward to stop her.

[Ah ah ah, that’s his job] she signs with a smirk, taking the bottle from her, and handing it to me.

Shizune gives her what I can only describe as a death stare before turning back toward me with a frown.

[Do what you will, but don’t go overboard. I don’t want any stains.] she signs, leaning back to allow me access to her bare chest.

I’m like a kid in a candy store, flipping the cap open and squirting a dollop into my hand before beginning to spread it on one pliant breast. I go slowly, enjoying the sight of Shizune’s breasts glinting in the sunlight as the oil covers them, and the way the flesh rolls in my hand. I lose myself in the act, both hands greasing her up, and I feel Misha’s hands on my wrist as I start to tease Shizune’s nipples.

I look up at her, wondering why in the world she stopped me, when I notice Shizune’s flushed face, eyes closed in pleasure at my fondling.

“Slow down Hicchan~! We haven’t even got to the good part yet!”

She pushes me back onto the chair, giving Shizune a pat on the back and nodding at my bobbing erection.

Nodding quickly, Shizune takes the oil and squeezes a bit into one hand before slipping said hand onto my cock.

She gives me a few weak pumps, spreading the oil across me just like I did her, and then she scoots herself forward.

I’m not ready for this, not at all.

She cups one hand under each breast, wrapping them around my erection, and begins to slide them up and down my length. It’s slow to begin with, the oil causing her to slip every once in a while, dropping one heavy breast onto my hips for a second before she scowls and resumes titty-fucking me.

She starts to move faster, the oil-slick breasts’ making this lewd sucking noise as the head of my cock peeks out from the tight tunnel of flesh, and I start to feel myself reach a point of no return. Noticing my heavy panting, and the twitching of my member inbetween her tits, Shizune slows down and begins to bounce them independently on me. The feeling of each breast rubbing me at a separate rhythm causes me to twitch even more, and I repress my urge to come as hard as I can.

Unfortunately, a separate sight shoots that down.

I look over Shizune’s shoulder to see Misha sitting down, eyes set on the half-naked Shizune in front of her, and legs splayed out as she plays with herself.

The sight of Misha’s glistening hand furiously twirling inside herself drives me over the edge, my cock convulsing as I fire off several gooey white ropes over Shizune’s chest.

Surprisingly, Shizune doesn’t stop jerking me off; instead she moves even faster like she’s trying to milk all she can out of me, and my hips thrust up reflexively as the pleasure gets even better.

Unfortunately though, things dies down quite fast after I stop painting Shizune’s chest with my cum, and Misha barely manages to fix her panties back in place before Shizune turns to her.

[Happy?] she signs, showing off her cum-covered chest.

[Yes.] Misha replies, panting slightly at what I’m guessing was a rushed orgasm.

Before I know it I’m thrown out of the room, and told not to speak of what just happened ever again.

I don’t think I’ll ever understand those two.