Neighborhood Orgy - Chapter 19

"Um... should I wash this tank top (?) and leggings (?) before returning them? Or... is it better to just leave them as they are?"

Anyway, for now, I decided I should definitely put them in a laundry net and wash them by themselves. I have plenty of reasons, I suppose, but ignoring the aches all over my body, I started the laundry. I had a feeling that using the dryer might be a bad idea, so I’ll just stick to the wash for now.

After that, I decided to run a bath and soak in the tub.

In the meantime, I went back to my room and opened my laptop. Haaah... I finally shut down the endless loop of the video I’d secretly recorded of Mayumi-san masturbating next door.

I felt embarrassed—infinitely embarrassed—and I closed the curtains facing the room where she’d been doing that. I can't even look her in the eye.

I lay on my back on the bed, trying to clear my head, but instead, everything that’s happened since yesterday morning played back in my mind like a too-vivid checklist.

Yesterday morning, I couldn't control myself after seeing Mayumi-san and ended up attacking her, losing my virginity. Then I went to school and for some reason got jumped by my homeroom teacher, Ms. Honma. After that, I couldn't look at anyone without having lewd fantasies, and I ended up doing that with Aoi’s mother. Just when I regretted everything and decided to live a straight life from today on, I somehow ended up doing it with Reina-san from next door. Am I cursed?

What is wrong with me?

I know it’s my fault for getting horny. If I didn't get an erection, nothing could actually happen in the end. But... uuugh... even though I’m just lying here exhausted, why am I half-hard? Will it stop standing up if I just take care of it myself?

Or, wait... Aoi’s mom mentioned she works for a call-girl service and said she’d come if I called. If it’s a professional woman, maybe it wouldn't be a problem?

While I was mulling this over, the alarm for the bathtub being full went off. I took my phone with me and sank into the water. Even though it wasn't even noon yet, it felt like the end of a long day.

"What a bad boy... a middle schooler using a call-girl service," she had said. She's right; a minor shouldn't do that. But I figured just looking wouldn't hurt, so I checked the website for the service where Auntie works.

Let’s see... the shop's name is "Moon Sand - Hiroo." It’s pretty close by.

As for the content... once I saw the prices, I realized there was no way a middle schooler could afford to call someone. I felt a weird sense of relief at that, but I was shocked at just how many women were working there. It made me wonder if almost every beautiful woman in the world has some experience working in the sex industry. I searched for Auntie—or rather, Maria Kuroishi—and found a profile with a photo where her face was clearly visible. She was introduced as the "Ultimate MILF AV Actress." There were photos of her in clothes, lingerie, and even fully naked. Since it’s the modern age, there was even a web booking button. When I clicked it, a calendar appeared.

It looks like she’s off today, but she’s working tomorrow from 10:00 AM to 5:00 PM, and about half the slots are already booked. It gave me a complicated feeling. The price was 35,000 yen for an hour. If I worked at it, I could probably swing that, and they even take cards... but my parents would find out. Well, they’re pretty hands-off and have never gotten mad at me for using my card, but... aaahhh... I have to make sure I don't lose to my curiosity. Maybe I should exercise more?

Haaaaah... I let out a deep sigh and happened to glance outside the bathroom, only to lock eyes with someone in the building next door.

Oh. I forgot to lower the blinds.

For some reason, the bathroom in my house is on the second floor. It’s encased in glass, built almost like a sunroom. My dad is in the construction business, so it has this weird, elaborate design. The house is a square with a courtyard in the middle: my room is on the east side, my dad's is on the west, the north side is technically my stepmother's, and the bathroom is on the south side, facing the street. On the other side of the road is a low-rise, stylish apartment building. If I’m not careful, the inside of the bathroom is completely visible. You can't see in from the street, but apparently, they didn't expect a building of that height to be built later. I stood up and hurried to lower the blinds, but by then my whole body had been on full display. I felt terrible; when I pulled them down, I saw a woman on the terrace across the way staring right at me. Our eyes met, and I felt so sorry.

I'm sorry for showing you something weird.

Haaaaah... seriously.

I looked at my phone again, staring at the work schedule for Mari Aoi—stage name Maria Kuroishi. If I made a reservation for tomorrow, would she really come for an hour? What am I even agonzing over?

I couldn't beat my curiosity and ended up looking at what other women were there. Most were actresses I didn't know, but there were three people I actually recognized.

No, this is bad. If I keep this up, I’m going to spend this entire break looking at sex-work websites and erotica. I have to study, too. If I stay home, I feel like I'm going to rot. I need to go outside. If I go out, I won't get jumped, and I won't jump anyone else. That’s just common sense. Well, it should be the same even if I'm at home, but...

Yeah. I’ll wash up well, change, and go out.

With that thought, I started washing my body with slippery soap, but I couldn't help but remember weird things. I ended up searching for one of Maria Kuroishi's videos on my phone and playing it. Auntie Mari's lewd, sultry voice echoed through the resonant bathroom.

"Ahhh! Cock! Put that big cock in deeper! More! Give me your seed! Give me your seeeed, hiii, gwaaaagh!"

I watched her being penetrated by a Black man's mega-cock on the small screen—in the front, the back, her mouth, and both hands. While watching, I stroked my erect member and ejaculated a short while later. In my head, I fantasized that I was part of that scene too.

Haaaaah... After finishing, a wave of exhaustion and "sage mode" washed over me. I turned off the phone. With this, I shouldn't have any random fantasies or erections while I'm out. I'll grab what I need for studying and head out. Yeah. I'll be fine.

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