*Honnōji Academy, often considered the capital building to the tiered Honnō City, standing on top of the city like a barred off castle. There the brightest, strongest, and the best held the most power in their outfits, while those who were less than ideal were 'normal.' Set in a caste system, those with the attributes that deemed them less 'pig-like' in Satsuki's eyes were given two star uniforms that drastically improved their abilities, one star uniforms weaker and the dreaded 0-star uniforms merely that--something to cover their nakedness.*
*Mako Mankanshoku seemed to not have gotten that last notice, her lanky yet well endowed figure an eyefull for anyone who was lucky enough to see her underboobs or a potential flash of her panties. Not that she minded, or cared for that matter. School at Honnōji was a dead end for her and her family in any shape or form, left to wallow about in the lowest of the low day in and day out. Studying seemed pointless too. Why try your best when someone is going to be breathing down your neck, telling you that it isn't good enough and that you won't amount to anything? And thus her every day routine once more occurred like clockwork: Reaching between her loose sailor fuku and pulling out her huge lunchbox, Mako scarfed down the questionable meal her mom made in no more than 30 seconds, soon laying her head down onto the desk and lightly snoring away.*
*While a majority of people seemed to accept her futility and left her be, a couple of boys beside and behind her seat took matters into their own hands, often poking at her chest and blowing spitballs at her head. One boy in particular, a black foreign exchange student who seemed as into the study session as Mako was, glanced side to side with nervousness growing in his eyes. He had the (mis)fortune of sitting behind the ditzy girl and always had the chance to see her white plain panties when she sat down, those very glimpses enough to make his trousers tighten from the mere thought, carefully unbuckling his pants and zipping the cock free. His options were limited to merely jerking off and hoping some of his seed would land in her hair or try to stand up really quickly next to her and cum in her almost empty lunch box. Slowly the exchange student stroked his ebony prick, careful not to draw attention to anyone while pre-cum started to bead out from the uncut glans, hiding any moans or gasps behind tightened lips. A thin layer of Cowper's fluid dribbled down his hands and onto his swollen rod, the imagination of fucking her senseless almost goading him to cum right then and there. But the chance of a lifetime pushed it's way out as his orgasm seemed to be nearing the point of no return.*
*Shifting about in her seat, the sounds of snoring and mumbles quietly deafened once her face fell flat into the bento box, her body falling forward towards the desk. All that had been considered small blessings to catch a glimpse now stood visible with no intent to stop soon. Mako's abundant chest peered from under her blouse and teased the boy so, her lack of bra allowing the heavy mammaries to sway with every passing breath into her lunchbox. The only thing that could have been more fortunate than a pair of tits affected by gravity was her butt sticking out from the back of the chair, her white panties poking out from under her pulled back skirt and hugging her average hips. Nervousness skyrocketed on the black man's face, his arousal wilting away as the thing he desired the most was finally within arm's distance, yet suddenly aware of how many people were around him and possibly watching. Indeed, a couple of people were ogling the sight of the exchange student jerking off to the hopeless girl. Even one boy next to the nigger gave a thumbs up of appreciation, his glasses fogged up at the lewd sight and nodding his head to pull her skirt up. A heavy gulp from the student eased his nerves enough to reach over the desk and tug on her short fabric upwards, her white panties and cheeks more on display as he got out of his seat and right behind Mako.*
*It was extremely difficult to keep his cool or hide his gasps once his onyx cock slid between her warm globes, more or less crouching behind Mako and thrusting as silently as possible. Pre-cum oozed out of his cockhead in heavier amounts, the cotton pantsu drenched in his musky aroma and becoming nothing more than a cumrag for his pleasure. One student caught in the voyeuristic sight pulled out her camera and got a good sight of the dry humping, making sure to close in on every bead of pre-cum that made the inevitable closer. A full minute of animalistic pumping later left the boy biting down on his lower lip and forcing every bit of his vocal cords not to moan in lust, his geyser of semen spurting out in several ropes all along her back, the back of her skirt, and of course all over her dirty panties. Every last bit of his nuts was poured out onto the girl that unintentionally made his cock twitch for her body, using a section of her skirt that wasn't dirtied to clean his dick, skulking back to his desk. All of his energy was lost in that escapade of intimacy, following suit of Mako's instructions and passing out on his desk. Only for the bell to ring for the next course. P.E.*
Aww shiet.