Waves of the Incubus - Chapter 5

Trial

Swept away by desire, Kenichi and Natsuki kissed greedily while standing. Both became incredibly aroused, groping each other's bodies while making lewd, splashing wet sounds.

Though he had thought she was just an innocent girl, Natsuki placed her hand on the bulge in Kenichi's crotch. With her small, cute hand, she skillfully stroked his arching, erect member from over his trousers.

"Ah... mmm..."

While engaging in the lewd act in her school uniform and letting out cute, nasal whimpers, Natsuki proactively intertwined her tongue with his, making Kenichi feel like he was in a dream. Hugging Natsuki close, Kenichi slipped his hand inside her short school skirt, enjoying the feel of the beautiful girl's pert buttocks with both hands.

As he stroked the flesh of her buttocks—still like unripened fruit with little fat—through her smooth panties, Natsuki breathed her hot breath into Kenichi's mouth. When he boldly sucked up the girl's tongue, he was ecstatic that she offered it without any resistance, and he frantically drank down her sweet, syrup-like saliva.

Countless red tentacles were extending from the science teacher's body, wrapping themselves all over the beautiful girl. Along with this, it was clear that Natsuki's excitement was rising further as her breathing grew rougher.

After enjoying the feel of the beautiful girl's buttocks for a while, he slowly slid his hand further inside her mini-skirt. When Kenichi gently opened his eyes to check on her, Natsuki knit her brows slightly with an aching expression, yet showed no sign of resistance. The faint light emitting from her entire body remained dyed red.

"Hii...!"

When he gently pressed her private area from over her panties, Natsuki trembled as if struck by electricity, but she still stayed still. As the tentacles emerging from his palm were sucked into her crotch through her panties, Natsuki gasped softly in sync with the rhythm of the pulsations.

(Incredible...)

The area Kenichi was caressing was completely soaked with the fluids the girl had discharged. Every time he pressed, the love juices that the fabric couldn't fully absorb tangled around his fingers. As Kenichi touched her text desperately, Natsuki stiffened her body slightly.

"Sorry, did that hurt...?"

"No, Sensei... I'm okay..."

Whispering with a brave smile, Natsuki once again wrapped one arm around his neck and proactively initiated a deep kiss. While doing so, she gently comforted Kenichi's crotch with slow movements. Contrary to her appearance, this beautiful girl seemed accustomed to such sexual acts.

Kenichi's erection had expanded to its absolute limit inside his boxers, and for a while now, pre-ejaculatory fluid had been dripping into his underwear.

"Mmm...!"

As Kenichi, gaining a bit of composure, kneaded her wet crotch, Natsuki slowly twisted her hips in an awkward manner, seemingly stimulated by her youthful sexuality, and rubbed her crotch against his fingers. When his fingers caught the bulge of her clitoris through her soaking-wet panties, Natsuki trembled all over with her tongue still being sucked. It appeared she had reached a light climax.

"Ah... Ah... Ah..."

Displaying the sheer lewdness of a middle-aged man, he toyed with the crotch of Natsuki, who had gone limp and passive, and then timidly slipped his long fingers into her private area through the gap in her panties.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

However, the beautiful girl only closed her eyes tightly and clung to Kenichi, showing absolutely no sign of displeasure. Rather than feeling pleasure, however, shame seemed to come first. She blushed to a pitiful degree, her cute, seashell-like earlobes turning pink.

(This is amazing! Amazing!)

His fingers were already directly touching her mucous membrane, and it felt as though the energy of Kenichi's desire was being poured directly into Natsuki's crotch. Rather than being mediated by the entangled tentacles, the direct contact between skin and mucous membrane made him feel like the power of his desire was being transmitted 100%.

(Ah! Incredible... it keeps overflowing...)

It was as if responding to the energy of Kenichi's desire being absorbed.

Swayed by the sheer pleasure of toying with the completely wet crotch of one of the most beautiful girls in this girls' high school, Kenichi, who had little sexual experience, was completely ecstatic. Natsuki's private area overflowed with an unbelievable amount of love juices, and her vaginal walls had become thoroughly hot and meltingly wet.

"Phew...!"

Every time his fingers crawled around, her leg muscles convulsed, but Natsuki still opened her legs slightly to make it easier for Kenichi to touch her.

Ding Dong Dang Dong...

He had been completely absorbed in fooling around with the beautiful high school girl's genitalia, but when the warning bell rang, Kenichi suddenly snapped back to his senses.

There were only 5 minutes left of the break. Returning to reality as if waking from a dream, Kenichi reverted to his usual timid personality, withdrew his fingers, and let go of Natsuki's body.

At that exact moment, the red tentacles attached to Natsuki's body vanished into thin air in an instant.

(Is she... going to be angry?)

However, when he checked her condition, Natsuki was just dazed, and the situation Kenichi feared did not seem to happen. On the contrary, even after they stopped kissing, Natsuki kept staring at Kenichi with an enraptured expression.

The aura emitting from her body remained dyed red.

"Oh, Sensei... You didn't have to stop..."

"Hey, now..."

"Because, Sensei, you don't have a class next, right? If I had just skipped, we could have done more..."

Saying so, Natsuki smiled lasciviously. Her face was that of a female who had learned the pleasure of sex.

He clearly understood that Natsuki had genuinely desired to go as far as sexual intercourse right then and there. It was conveyed even more eloquently by the heat and scent from her body than by the words she spoke. To the current Kenichi, whose senses had become extraordinarily sharp, it felt as certain as if it were written in text.

"But..."

Kenichi, still retaining some of his reason and ethics as a teacher, gave a vague reply. Even though he, too, desired sex with this student from the bottom of his heart.

"Oh, Sensei, you're so stiff... Fine, I'll come back here to help out after school... then... okay?"

With a bright red face, she whispered those words, turned on her heel, and walked out the door. The body odor the beautiful girl left behind, the sweet sensation remaining on his lips, and the raw, lewd scent rising from his fingers told the stunned Kenichi that this was no dream.

Lunch break.

Without even eating, Kenichi confined himself in the dimly lit science preparation room, writing down the mysterious events that had suddenly occurred today in a notebook to think them over.

My nearsightedness was suddenly cured.

I came up with an answer despite not listening to the vice principal's speech.

I saw a faint, aura-like light coming from Kurosawa's body.

When I became lustful and got an erection, black ripples appeared, and my senses sharpened.

Red, tentacle-like things came out of my body.

When they wrapped around her body, Kurosawa's aura turned red.

Along with that, did Kurosawa go into heat?

Other students don't have auras (or can I just not see them?)

Listing them down in bullet points, Kenichi tapped the desk with the end of his ballpoint pen—a habit of his when thinking.

(This is definitely related to that dream...)

That was his current conclusion, and he couldn't find any further answers. The strange occurrences had started this morning, and without a doubt, last night's realistic dream was the trigger.

And there was no question that the words the demon left behind in last night's nightmare held the key to unlocking these mysterious events.

“The power is yours.”

The demon had said that. If so, were these the "powers" the demon spoke of? And that he had been chosen at that time.

(There are still unsolved mysteries.)

Thinking this, Kenichi smoothly ran his pen over the memo pad again.

Why was I chosen?

Why did Yoshikawa-sensei and Usami appear in the dream?

Writing up to that point, he stopped his pen.

No matter how much he thought about the other questions, he couldn't figure them out, but he seemed to have found something resembling an answer for the final question. Reflecting calmly on his state during that nightmare, he had felt despair, anger, and intense sexual desire at that moment.

(Exactly the kind of emotions a demon would love...)

Since ancient times, it has been said that when evil emotions sprout in humans, a demon possesses them. Possession by a demon means a state where a demon has entered a person. When one feels jealousy, curses someone, or feels anger and lust, doesn't a person become more susceptible to being taken over by a demon?

(At that time, I was in the perfect state...)

If a demon were trying to take over Kenichi, there would be no better scene than that one to evoke such negative emotions. He certainly felt despair and sadness then, but at the same time, Kenichi felt intense anger and jealousy toward Usami, as well as revulsion and naked desire toward Junko.

Thinking up to that point, Kenichi noticed something else.

When he felt desire toward Natsuki and his penis became erect, the perception that had been vague until then amplified and diffused explosively, surrounding him with a force thousands of times greater than normal.

In his current state, he was nothing more than a highly intuitive human at best, but the sensation back then was a perceptive power that transcended normal human boundaries. Despite having no basis for it, he had a "conviction" that at that moment, he could perceive every single phenomenon occurring around him.

(Is the key... sexual desire?)

He recalled the sweet sensation of Natsuki's lips from this morning. Then, he brought his finger to his nose and sniffed the raw residue of the girl's bodily fluids.

Kenichi, who habitually harbored perverted desires to rape the beautiful students at school and hid that dark lust deep within his heart, quickly achieved a rock-hard erection at the raw memory of the girl's flesh.

"Just as I thought..."

At that instant, his surroundings changed completely, glittering like crystal, and he could feel his senses becoming razor-sharp. They say dogs have a sense of smell thousands of times better than humans, but the current Kenichi was sensitive enough in smell, sight, and hearing to surpass an excellent police dog—and even beyond that, he could grasp the state of his surroundings.

(What is this...)

As he carefully checked his condition, his erect member gained power, and black waves began to spread out from him once more, looking like ripples when a stone is thrown into a lake.

When he increased the intensity of the waves and expanded the range spreading around him, to his surprise, completely unhindered by spaces or obstacles like walls, the spherically expanding waves indiscriminately sent back various pieces of information about what lay in their path.

It was just like a high-performance sonar radar.

At first, he was bewildered by the flood of miscellaneous information. However, as he gradually grew accustomed to it, he was able to eliminate unnecessary information like focusing a camera lens and accurately acquire information only on his intended target.

(Kurosawa is having lunch with someone...)

Right now, Natsuki was lining up desks in the corner of the classroom to eat lunch with her friends. Of course, the classroom was quite far from the science preparation room, and since there were walls in between, he couldn't physically see Natsuki. However, the information captured by his expanded perception told him the situation of the place he wanted to know about as accurately as if he were looking right at it.

(This is incredible...)

Elated by the new power he had gained, Kenichi expanded his perceptual radar further to look for his next prey. From his room on the 5th floor of the school building, he searched for his target somewhere in the building as if applying an X-ray.

(There she is...)

Kenichi found the person he was looking for. Naturally, it was the English teacher, Junko Yoshikawa.

Junko was in the faculty restroom right next to the staff room on the 1st floor. Currently, she was sitting on the toilet bowl in the ladies' room, her legs spread wide as she wiped her private area with paper.

With her skirt hitched up and her pantyhose and panties pulled down, a piece of purple fabric with an incredibly striking design was stretched taut between her slender legs.

Junko, whose sexual desire was heightened due to being premenstrual, was throbbing with anticipation for an affair today, just like yesterday. As she wiped the wet area with paper, she would occasionally let out a sigh, likely because her clitoris was being rubbed, giving her unbearable stimulation.

"Ah... to think it's become like this... But, I can't resist it..."

Muttering softly, Junko directly used her fingers in a lewd manner, stroking her clitoris. Once she started, she couldn't seem to stop, and her finger movements gradually grew more intense.

The lingering aftereffects of yesterday and the expectations for today made her body throb uncontrollably. Her lips, wet with lipstick, parted to let out gasps, and her sharp eyes closed enraptured behind her metal frames.

"Today too... cherish Junko today too..."

Imagining intercourse with a vigorous male, her body grew hotter and hotter.

"Ah... Yosuke... ravish Junko..."

Aligning two slender fingers, she plunged them into her flesh-shrine, which was wet and secreting nectar. As she moved them in and out of the tightly closed entrance, she narrowed her eyes at the irresistible pleasure, climbing the stairs to ecstasy.

"Ahhh!!! I'm cumming!! I'm going to cum!!!"

While trembling all over inside the faculty restroom, the beautiful female teacher indulged in her climax, letting out a high-pitched voice.

"Phew..."

From the distant science preparation room where he sat, Kenichi accurately grasped Junko's state. Of course, he wasn't seeing it with his eyes or hearing it with his ears. Yet, the condition of Junko's body right now was clear to him through his razor-sharp perception.

(This is getting interesting...)

Heading toward his afternoon class, Kenichi left the preparation room feeling like whistling. Kenichi smiled faintly, but that smile was a far cry from the timid one he used to show until recently.

A dark desire was swelling inside his body, gradually transforming Kenichi's expression from within—something neither he nor those around him had noticed yet.

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