As I stumbled back to my dorm, careful not to let anyone see the disheveled state of my clothes, I knew the next day was going to be weird, to say the least. I barely slept, concern over whether or not I had just been raped flying through my head, but tempered by the constant sight of Miki's breasts. God, they were fantastic. I know I shouldn't like a girl who just grabs me and forces herself upon me, but I just can't make myself get mad at her. And she said... 'next time'? Is she looking for another one-time round of fun, or might she be honestly interested in me? I know I was able to hook up with Shizune just because I helped her out with all the Student Council stuff, but Miki is on a whole other level. She's a track star! She's got guys hanging over her all over the place! She's got the best body in the whole school!
 
Shit.
 
I really need to calm down. If Miura wants another go, she'll say so. No point thinking about until then. I need to get to class.
 
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I walked into the classroom nervously, not quite knowing what to expect. Miki always sits in the front row... but this time she barely looked up at me before resuming her conversation with the blue-haired girl she sits with. Suzuki, I think. I don't know if I was comforted or disturbed by the impression it meant nothing to her, but I forced myself to calm down.
 
During the last lesson before lunch, a particularly boring one, I was starting to put my head down when Misha suddenly poked me.  
"Hicchan!" She whispered. "Miki's staring at you! Look now while Shicchan's distracted!"
 
Startled, I looked over to the center of the classroom, passing over Shizune as she works, and the teacher glued to the blackboard, and see Miki wink at me slyly and stick a finger in her mouth. She sucked on it lewdly, only stopping abruptly when the bell rang to signal the end of class. Misha giggled loudly and nudged me again. "Go on, Hicchan! You can't mope  about Shizune forever, have some fun!" I smiled cautiously and looked back up for Miki, but lost her in the crowd of people on their way to lunch. I patted Misha on the head kindly, eliciting another laugh, then hurried out in an attempt to find my new Amazonian goddess.
 
I thought I saw her heading towards the cafeteria, so I went in that direction. A cheap boring lunch is alright in any case, if I don't manage to see her. Of course I see nothing in the mass of bodies pushing each other to get their food as fast as possible, but my luck turned out a little better than expected. I sat down at an empty table, and just as I was starting to eat alone, Miki dropped her tray next to me and sat close, her toned leg rubbing against me as she lowered her hot body onto the seat. Suzuki, following her as always, sat across from her, only vaguely acknowledging my presence before numbly shoveling some food into her mouth. Her eyes were barely open, and it seemed like she hadn't slept in days. Before I could analyze anymore, though, I was snapped back to the darker girl next to me when I felt her hand running up my thigh. I looked over to my left and saw her grinning at me, resting her chin gently on her stump, clearly leaving her food ignored. I immediately dropped my fork, and was rewarded for my reaction by a sharp pinch on a very sensitive area.
 
"Pick it up, dumbass. If neither of us are eating, someone's going to notice." She continued her assault on my lower body, smiling at the knowledge that I had no intention or ability to move. "Act natural, and I promise I'll do this fast." She leaned into me and licked my ear sensuously, sliding her hand now over my crotch to massage and relieve the pain she had caused. "This rice is always too dry, I need something to put on it..." She whispered deviously, before sitting back and acting nonchalant. I stared at her for another second before clumsily reaching down for my utensil and picking up a piece of meat. Very carefully, I lifted it up and placed it in my mouth, though that did not help. Miki had already undone my fly and reached inside, firmly gripping my shaft and causing me to cough and choke on the very food I was trying to be casual with. Fortunately, she eased up, wrapping around my length with a gentle caress, and I was able to swallow the bite and take a large breath. As I started to take some more, though, she pulled it out of my pants entirely and started stroking the entire length.
 
I looked over at her again, shocked, but she just kept smiling at me, that amused expression unnerving me almost as much as her actions themselves. "Calm down, Nakai, you're never gonna get off if you're too nervous. Nobody's going to notice, just enjoy it." I wanted to protest, but the blood was rapidly leaving the part of my body capable of rational thought. I was only able to lean back in my chair and relax, as she deftly took control and worked me up to full stiffness. I managed to take a few more bites, but my eyes fluttered as her soft hand did amazing things underneath the table. I tried to focus, but soon I felt her hot breath on my neck as she began to push me over the edge.
 
She licked my neck again, and I could take no more. "Come on, Hisao, I'm hungry... give it to me. Now!" I obeyed her command, orgasm overtaking me as I began to spurt. Somehow she managed to pump it all out of me while cupping her hand over the tip, ensuring not a single drop was wasted to the floor. I sighed with relief as she finally lifted her hand back up, and she openly gasped at the puddle sitting in her palm. "Wow, nice production! I'm definitely gonna keep you around, Nakai." To my astonishment, she then poured as much as she could over her meal, before licking the rest off and reaching back down to my still exposed crotch. She easily picked up the last few drops, sucked them off her finger, then kindly slid me back in my pants and redid the zipper.
 
"Eat up, Nakai. You'll need your energy for after school, I'll need you fresh and ready for a few hours." She grinned widely again, nudging me with her shoulder like it was some kind of joke, then began eating her own (now very sticky) rice.
 
Dear god, there's more?