Neighborhood Orgy - Chapter 58

 Even though it’s only been a dozen or so years, if you live sincerely, you eventually experience a few "falls from grace"—moments where you learn to tolerantly accept the norms of home and school only to exploit them. However, between living alone and my mother’s long-term absence, I feel like I’ve experienced the exact opposite.

To put it simply, I never really had a "home" to begin with—at least not a spiritual one.

Perhaps that’s why everyone, especially women, has always been excessively kind to me. It’s the same today. Ms. Mayumi, who maintains a perfect, bountiful richness of both mind and body as my western neighbor, is one of them. Even before I officially started living alone, she was always interested in my lifestyle, bringing over meals, sweets, and checking in on me.

I didn't realize it until recently, but perhaps to her, I looked like a child who had been neglected. Though, for a "neglected" kid, I grew up rather well. At 170cm and physically fit, I suppose it wasn't so much neglect as it was being raised in the wild.

The fact that my head is filled with strange thoughts for my age is likely because I spent my time devouring books scavenged from my father’s library. That’s not to say I believe there’s a demon living in my brain, but rather that I grew up reading about the "little adults" of the past—eight to twelve-year-olds who were treated as grown-ups—and I felt envious of them.

Nowadays, "norms" don't permit the experience of becoming an adult.

By chance, thanks to the lust of these kind women, I feel I’ve been able to taste a few steps on that lost, nostalgic staircase to adulthood. I wanted to taste more, but when I go to school and sit down, the reality of the empty seat next to me—Aoi-san’s absence—gnaws at me. That feeling rapidly ferments into a violent sexual desire I don't know how to handle.

I suppose it’s leaking out through my skin; I feel like I’m beckoning ordinary women and turning them into nymphos. Like a successor of a traditional art or a hereditary actor who is carefully introduced to "womanhood" from the time they are in the single digits, I strangely never seem to lack for female company.

I know it's a delusion to think I’ve been permitted to be arrogant—as if one terrifying existence has been erased from the world—but since spring arrived, unlike last year, I feel an uncontrollable urge to "let it out."

That’s why, this morning, I’m having Ms. Mayumi lick me at the front door.

About an hour ago, after seeing off her giant partner, she showed up for the first time in a while. Fluttering in a spring-like light green dress, she showed me a smile. In that moment, I realized what I’d been thinking for a while was true: the way she repeatedly had intense sex with that giant man every night, making sure it was visible from my room, was all so she could say these words to me today with that smile.

She is playing with me, controlled by the demon inside her brain.

Childish fantasies aside, Ms. Mayumi is seducing me for her own sake. I won't say I "can't hold back" like before, but conversely, I have a feeling of, Fine, then I’ll do this to you.

"Watch me," she said, pressing close to me. She lowered her eyes and pulled down the neckline of her dress.

She wasn't wearing underwear, as usual, and her soft breasts—topped with large areolas and erect nipples—immediately appeared. The difference from before was that a golden ring was pierced through the tip of each nipple.

"Nipple piercings... he put them on me. He told me, 'You're my slave now'."

"And look," she said, using both hands to squeeze her right breast. A white liquid began to ooze from the tip of the nipple.

"After being 'trained' every day, I’ve started producing milk. So, I wanted Yuu-kun to have the first pressing this morning... Ahhh, it's no use. He teased me too much; my whole body is aching. Hey, Yuu-kun, hurry up and drink."

As I moved my face closer to her nipple as prompted, I was suddenly sprayed with a warm liquid.

"Ahn! I'm sorry... I got too excited and it just spurted out."

Covered in Mayumi-san's breast milk, I latched onto her nipple. The sensation of the cold piercing against the warmth of the flowing milk was indescribably lewd. While she let me suckle, she fiddled with my crotch. She stimulated the shaft, the sac, and my anus intensely.

Seeing I was fully erect, she stripped off my pants, crouched down, and took me into her mouth. And so, right now, I am being blown by Mayumi-san.

I thought she looked like a pig in heat. I’ve never actually seen a pig in heat, so I wonder why that thought crossed my mind.

While gripping my shaft—wet and slimy with her saliva—she looked up with eyes that seemed almost gone. She told me that her partner was leaving again today for a six-month business trip and wouldn't be in Japan. As she spoke, she ran her tongue into the slit of my glans while stimulating my anus with her finger. It felt too good for a morning.

"So, you see... I figured if I could make Yuu-kun this happy, I could still keep going."

Keep going with what? Is she planning to start working in the sex industry?

"I’ve decided..."

Here it comes. My heart is racing.

"...to go back to being a teacher."

"Huh?" I blurted out, grabbing her face and staring at her.

"You were a teacher?"

"That's right. Before I moved here, back in my twenties."

"Y-you can't do that! I mean, look... your back. You have that weird graffiti on your back."

In the excitement of grabbing her face, I ended up reading aloud the "graffiti" written on her back.

"'Lustful sow, 100 left until I reach 1000 virgins, unauthorized creampies allowed'... what on earth is this?"

"Aah—jeez, that man! I knew he was writing something, but I didn't think he was doing that."

Why is she smiling so broadly?

"Let's just take it all off," she said, going from half-naked to completely nude. Of course, she wasn't wearing anything underneath. She leaned her hands against the front door. "Hey, put it in from behind. If you do, I'll explain everything."

I grabbed her hips and inserted myself. I wondered if the giant husband—if he even is that—had loosened her up, but she was surprisingly tight. As if sensing my thoughts, she explained, "He’s a big man, but he’s actually quite small."

"So, were you really a teacher?"

"Yes. Ms. Mayumi was very popular."

"Wait, that '1000 virgins' thing... you don't mean students, do you?"

"What are you talking about? These days, the only fun in being a teacher is turning young boys into adults."

Is she serious? Well, I’m not exactly one to talk.

"Haaa... Yuu-kun's really reaches the parts that shouldn't be touched. It feels so good... Phew. You see, the male teachers compete over how many young girls they can turn into sows, and the female teachers compete over how many young boys they can turn into perverted young men."

No, that’s definitely not okay.

"Everyone does their entrance exam studying at cram schools anyway, right? Hahhh... yes... so school is just a place to vent pent-up sexual desire. Basically, school is a sex shop for kids."

I’d never heard such a thing, but it made me think of Aoi-san. I had been trying to forget.

After that incident, I heard from Aika-san, the third of the sisters next door, that there’s a horrible teacher in the high school division named Reiko Takahashi. Apparently, she didn't like that Aoi had a mother who was an AV actress and had been harassing her long before that day.

I’d kept my resentment hidden in my chest until now, but hearing this makes me feel helpless. Though, I assume this is just Mayumi-san's fantasy.

"So, what happens if there are other teachers like that?"

"It becomes a battle for territory."

"Do you play tricks on each other?"

"That's right! Ahh, right there... yes, bullying. The adult version."

"That's awful."

"It is awful! Bullying in the adult world is... ahh, yes! I was a terrible teacher and got kicked out!"

"Does being called 'Ms. Mayumi' turn you on?"

"Hiiii! Yes! Say it! When you call me that, it reminds me of when I was active!"

"If I ask you, Ms. Mayumi, can you get rid of a teacher I hate?"

"Haaa... if you keep f**king me, I'll do anything! How should I do it? Just a frame-up? Assault? Or maybe embezzlement? Just say the word... haaa... it’s no use, I'm remembering when I was being passed around by the students."

"Not 'passed around'—you seduced them, didn't you? That’s an orgy."

"Y-yes! Just like I did to you! I guided those virgin boys. I, their teacher, taught them the joy of sharing a woman."

This woman is a lost cause as a human being. Well, it's just a fantasy, so I guess it’s fine.

"Ms. Ma-yu-mi... then, could you handle a teacher named Reiko Takahashi?"

I said it as a joke, but her vagina suddenly tightened and twitched.

"Hey... that’s a high school teacher, isn't it?"

"Yeah. Apparently, she’s a teacher who acts all high and mighty in our high school division."

"Well, it must be fate."

She smirked. "Yuu-kun, we really are connected by fate." She turned around, pushed me down onto the floor, and finished by wildly swinging her hips in the cowgirl position.

All the while, the golden nipple piercings sparkled at the tips of her intensely swaying breasts, and white milk was scattered in bursts, enveloping my whole body in a sweet scent.

Naturally, I was late for school that day. And while being scolded by my homeroom teacher, Yoko Honma, I learned a lesson: even if you overcome one terrifying world, a new one is always waiting in the shadows.

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