Rendezvous with Natsuki

Today, I decided to call Natsuki to the same place at the same time.

Natsuki had been stealing glances at me since the morning, but I acted as if nothing had happened.

Judging from my attitude, it seemed that she was starting to think of yesterday as a dream or an illusion, and by midday she had regained her usual cool demeanor.

With five minutes left until the last class of the day, I dropped my mechanical pencil.

As I picked it up, I leaned over to Natsuki, who looked listless, and whispered in her ear, "I'll be waiting for you in 30 minutes, in the same place as yesterday," before returning to my chair.

When I sat down and looked next to her, her sleepy face had completely changed, and she was looking at me with her eyes wide open.

When our eyes met, she nodded repeatedly, her face bright red.

And then after school.

I headed to the back of the school building a little earlier than scheduled, but Natsuki was already there.

I came early today because I felt bad for making her wait yesterday, but it seems that Natsuki is very punctual in these sorts of things.

Natsuki looks around restlessly.

She's leaning against the wall like yesterday, but she seems restless.

She doesn't seem like the tough delinquent that the class fears.

Or rather.

She worries about the wrinkles in her skirt and takes out a mirror and starts fixing her hair.

What is that cute creature?

It's fun just to look at it, but I want to have more fun, so I call out to her.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"Ah, oh, oh, yeah."

Her behavior is quite suspicious.

"I'm sorry about yesterday. I asked you to do something weird."

"...You weren't trying to make fun of me yesterday...are you serious?"

"That's mean. I told you because I knew you were Natsuki-san."

"Oh! Sorry, I remember, sorry for doubting you, but why are you my lover...what do you mean?"

Natsuki-san's voice gets quieter and quieter as she talks. Her face is already red.

"Yeah. I know, I don't understand, and maybe you think I'm a weird guy. If you don't like it, you can just turn me down..."

I wait to see how she reacts.

"It's okay! But you know? I mean, the reason, or should I say the circumstances? I wanted you to explain it in more detail!"

She doesn't seem to be against it.

Well, if I was in Natsuki-san's position, it would be too good to be true, and I'd probably feel anxious like she is now.

Let's get that out of the way first.

"There's nothing complicated about it. I just have a much stronger libido than the average person."

"Wha..."

Natsuki reacts to the direct word "libido."

I would have blushed if a cute girl had told me in my past life that she had a strong libido.

"But there's a limit to how much you can relieve it on your own."

"Relieving it on your own...ah"

I move closer.

Natsuki takes a step back.

"But you can't tell anyone this, alright? I need your help in keeping this an absolute secret, only you and me can know about my... situation."

"I...I can't really tell anyone! M...Miyagi, hey, your face is getting close..."

I close the distance between us, one step at a time.

"Ah. Yeah, sorry. Your voice is a little quiet, I have to get closer to hear you."

"S-Sorry!"

Natsuki shouts louder.

But I close the distance even more.

"Uh."

Finally, Natsuki's back hit the wall of the school building.

I took another step.

Then, to stop her from escaping, I put my hands on either side of her face.

"Hi."

After I had fully closed the distance, Natsuki let out a slight yelp and averted her eyes.

"I'll say it again, I want you to be my sex friend."

"..."

Natsuki was completely frozen.

Then she closed her eyes.

Eh?

Waiting for a kiss?

Isn't that a quick punchline? Where did the Showa-era Yankee spirit go?

But I wasn't really enjoying this situation.

Because it's not like I want to have a specific lover.

I'm a bastard who wants to be a bitch.

Taking advantage of her closed eyes, I grabbed her big breasts tightly.

"Azu?!"

Natsuki-san trembled from the sudden attack, and her eyes widened when she saw me grabbing her breasts.

"M-Miyagi, your hands! Your hands! On my breasts!"

"Yeah. You don't want that?"

"It's not like I don't want that, but, like, right there! It's so squishy and disgusting, right!?"

I see.

In this parallel world, breasts are just squishy fat.

Judging from the way she talks, does that mean big breasts are a factor that makes you unpopular?

That doesn't matter to me.

"You know, I like breasts. I especially like big breasts. If we weren't outside, I'd want to lick and suck them."

"Lick?! Ah!"

I don't think it's a good idea to take them off, but I think it's okay to bury my face in her uniform.

I decided that Natsuki-san wasn't against it, so I jumped in between her breasts with force.

"Ah, it's so soft."

While massaging with both hands, I give myself a self-puff.

When I actually try it, I'm bothered by the thickness of her uniform and the hard wires of her underwear, so the feeling itself isn't that great, but it's just a matter of mood.

The cleavage of a beautiful yankee girl's big breasts is nothing short of paradise.

After a while, Natsuki-san seems to come to her senses and starts to resist, shifting.

"S-Stop, stop... Miyagi!"

Natsuki-san's speech is slurred, probably because she's quite shaken up.

Stuck between her breasts, I look up and ask.

"Won't you be my sex friend?"

"I-I'm not okay with that yet! In the first place, why would you be my sex friend instead of my lover... What are you saying, you! Ah! Hmm!"

Hmm.

Without letting up on my hands massaging her breasts, I look at Natsuki-san.

The sight of her writhing in pleasure with her dyed blonde hair swaying is really good.

I think she'd say yes immediately if I asked her to be my girlfriend, but...

I can't give in here.

I want to be a playboy.

"I told you, I have a strong libido. I'll be honest with you, even if you become my sex friend, I'm going to try to tame other girls too. If we were lovers that would be cheating, but if we're sex friends, I think that's okay."

"Huh?"

Hearing my honest intentions, Natsuki was more surprised than ever, and her mouth, which had been writhing in pleasure, dropped open.

"M-Miyagi. You, um, you've been playing around a lot..."

Natsuki's face was a little complicated.

There was a hint of contempt mixed in, but it was also a face that showed she couldn't resist her desire.

She's at a difficult age.

I'll use that to my advantage.

Yes, I'm a scumbag who takes advantage of people's consciences and sexual desires.

"That's why I never told anyone. I thought people would look at me like that... it's still disgusting, seeing me like this."

"Ah... no, well..."

He must have remembered a secret he'd take to his grave.

He also looked convinced that it was a secret he couldn't tell anyone about.

"Also, you're the first person I've ever touched a girl."

"I-I'm the first? Even though you're so... so bold?"

"You know, I love breasts. I've always wanted to touch them, so I just did."

I was acting serious and mature, but I'd been rubbing Natsuki's breasts the whole time.

"I see. Well... you said you'd do anything for me, but this was really unexpected. Plus, you're always telling me good things, so I thought there was something ulterior motive."

Contrary to her appearance and youth, she's quite cautious.

But I knew she was on the verge of falling for me.

I want to make a firm decision on our future relationship.

"There's no secret. I just want you to be with me, my slut."

"B-bitch... You don't have to say it like that."

"You don't have to worry about it. You're just saying you want to be my sex friend, but you're also saying you'll talk to other girls. So, if you think a guy who wants to be with multiple girls is dirty, I want you to turn me down now."

"A-you turn me down?"

"Yeah. To be one of my...sex friends."

If I say it this clearly, she won't complain no matter how many girls I date later.

Apart from emotional arguments, this should prevent the bad ending of cheating and getting stabbed.

So, Natsuki-san.

What's your answer, serious guy?

As I waited for her answer, Natsuki swallowed hard and then spoke.

"...Okay. I'll be your...er."

He still doesn't say the word sex friend.

"Please just say it clearly. Will you be my first sex friend? A sex friend who will listen to anything, anytime."

"I-Okay! I'll be Miyagi's sex friend! I-I'll do anything..."

As if putting it into words made it real, Natsuki's body began to tremble as if she was overwhelmed with various emotions.

"Fufu. Thanks."

I took the fingertips that had been massaging her breasts and entangled them in her long blonde hair, stroking her cheek.

Natsuki shivered and glared at me resentfully.

Natsuki was being used as she pleased. It was probably a desperate resistance and protest from a delinquent girl.

"...When I first sat next to you, I didn't think you were that kind of guy."

"Sorry, I ruined your image. But the way you said it. Maybe you were worried about me?"

"N-nothing!?"

Natsuki's face instantly boils.

Her white skin makes it even more noticeable.

I move closer to Natsuki's ear again.

"I enjoyed your breasts today, so I'm satisfied."

"O-okay. If it's like this, you touch them anytime..."

"Yeah. I'll do whatever I want with you anytime. Natsuki's breasts are now mine. If I ask to touch them, you can't refuse, okay? You're my sex friend and you'll do anything for me, okay?"

Natsuki gulps, and then.

"Oh. Yeah, I get it, I get it. But you'll let me do it too, right? You're my sex friend, after all."

Oh.

She's become a little more aggressive.

But being aggressive like the high school boy from my previous life is a turn-off.

I try to change my attitude a bit here, so I reply with a condition.

"Of course. If I'm in the mood."

"...Isn't that unfair?"

"I guess."

As Natsuki looks dissatisfied, I reply in an even more sulky mood.

I even hint at the possibility of hitting on another girl.

Natsuki becomes flustered.

"Ah, no, it's fine, do what you want!"

After all, even a tough Yankee would find it hard to turn down a situation where a beautiful boy from his class is coming on to him in an erotic way.

I add insult to injury.

"My hobby is..."

"Hmm?"

"You see, I like girls who listen to everything I say."

"Oh, yeah. I just heard that."

"To put it bluntly, I want a girl who will obey me."

"O-o-obedience..."

It's not the kind of thing a high school student would say to a classmate, if she suddenly said something like this to me, I'm sure she would think I was crazy.

But I'd already confessed my strong sexual desire, and we'd become sex friends with each other's consent.

I thought it was only natural to confess my sexual preferences...no, I wonder. I was starting to lose a bit of confidence, but I pressed on anyway.

"It's not like you do that in your everyday life, you know? Just when we're doing something naughty---"

I placed my hand on Natsuki's chest again.

"When we're doing something naughty, I just want you to do what I ask you to do. Anything."

"...!"

Natsuki shrank back, as if remembering the strong stimulation from earlier, but I didn't do anything.

Unlike before, I didn't grab her or rub her, I just placed my hand on hers.

My hand didn't move.

"M-Miyagi?"

Natsuki looked up at me with an anxious look on her face.

"Will you say 'please rub my boobs'?"

"Huh?"

I try to smile as gently as possible and say it again.

"Come on. Say 'please rub my boobs' and I'll rub them for you."

"...Wh, wh, what?"

It's not exactly verbal abuse, but it's embarrassing to say it yourself.

But I'll make her say it.

By repeating this kind of embarrassing play, I want to gradually win over this shy and tough Yankee girl and someday turn her into a girl who will completely submit to me.

In this world where the gender roles are reversed, in the original world, she would be a masochist.

There's no way that a Yankee girl who calls herself tough would approve of that.

That's why the sight of her falling into that state is a very erotic and attractive future.

Now, let's start taking that step now.

"Say it quickly."

"Uh, uh... um, really...?"

I hesitate again.

I try to help.

"Don't get me wrong. I don't think you're thinking that."

"Eh?"

"I just want to hear it. I want to hear Natsuki's dirty words."

"B-but, you know..."

Natsuki hesitates. I need one more push.

I suddenly remembered and took off my black-rimmed glasses.

This should unleash the power of my charming magic eye, which had been suppressed.

"..."

Natsuki gasped when she saw my real face.

It seems that the black-rimmed glasses really are an item that kills magic eyes.

Gods are amazing.

"Now, say it. 'Please rub my breasts.'"

Natsuki looked into my eyes in silence for a while.

But then her lips trembled slightly, and finally.

"Oh...oh...m-please rub my breasts..."

Her face was still bright red.

Yeah, you did a great job.

I'm impressed.

But we'll have to do a retake.

"You mean boobs, right?"

"Uh..."

"I said, 'Please rub my big boobs'?"

"You said something different than before, right!?"

"It's a penalty? You're getting more and more embarrassing to say."

Perhaps realizing I was serious, Natsuki clenched her fists.

"Please rub my big boobs... ahem"

I squeezed them with all my strength with both hands.

"Well done. Natsuki is naughty. You're such a naughty girl."

"You told me to say that... *ahh!"

"Yeah. It was really good."

I continued rubbing Natsuki's breasts for about five minutes, as she stood motionless with her eyes closed.

Natsuki-san, trembling with shame, was very erotic, and my hands and heart were very satisfied.

We called it a day and said goodbye, "See you tomorrow, Natsuki-san."