Harem Of The Oshika Clan - H074 Behind the School Building

H074 Behind the School Building

That day, I took the bus to and from school. The early return bus had fewer passengers since club members take the later one.

I’d braced myself for the possibility of girls on the bus making sexual advances, but it didn’t happen. I thought it might be because younger elementary students were aboard, but then I realized it was Monday, a rest day. The two maids accompanying me in the bath wore sheer garments instead of being naked, which tipped me off. No wonder no girls visited the Oshika mansion for sex.

I spent a day without embracing a woman’s body… or so I thought, but Thursday, four days ago, was also a rest day with no sex. The intense sessions during branch family visits make it feel like I’ve been going at it for over ten days straight.

Maybe because of that intensity, I didn’t even feel like masturbating despite no sex, ending the day quietly. Hard to believe I used to masturbate daily without fail.

The rain stopped Monday night, so Tuesday, I biked to school as planned, with Runa and Youko.

“Onii-chan, do you know the way?” Runa asked before we left the inner gate.

“I got driven for a week, so I’m fine. What about you?”

“I’m not so sure. The view from the bus is different,” Runa said.

“Me too,” Youko added.

They both sort of knew the way but weren’t confident. That’s fair. The bus gives a higher vantage point, and with seats facing sideways, you’re mostly looking out the opposite window, making it hard to memorize the route. I wouldn’t be confident either.

“Then I’ll lead. Just follow me.”

““Okay.””

Truth be told, I wasn’t fully confident either, so I studied a map on Sunday. The route should be fine.

I checked for shortcuts but stuck to the car route today. After boasting I’d lead, getting lost would be embarrassing. Unlike Sunday’s mall trip, we can’t be late.

So, the three of us reached the school’s bike lot without getting lost or encountering any mishaps, arriving thirty minutes before class—early, but just right considering the walk to the classroom. Other students were arriving too.

As we left the bike lot, Metaka Miya arrived by bike. I saw her on the bus yesterday, but she must bike normally.

Come to think of it, plenty of clan kids probably bike to school. Maybe we could ride together… but that’d make us a weird (or not so weird) bike gang. Better to ride at our own times and join up if schedules align.

“Morning, Miya-chan.”

“Good morning.”

She flashed a cute smile, her twin-tails swaying. Compared to her sister Saya, her emotions seem gentler, but her smile is adorable. She’s a beauty even without smiling.

With Runa and Youko, we headed to the school building. Runa parted ways en route, and Youko and I went to our classroom.

“That was Miya-chan, right? Which family?” Youko asked, sounding amused. She’s adapting to the clan without getting jealous.

“Metaka family.”

“Hmm. Akira, have you memorized all the girls already?”

“No way, not everyone. But I remember the ones I’ve been with.”

“Oh, right, you were with Miya-chan and her sister, weren’t you?”

Yeah, I enjoyed a sisterly feast with Miya and Saya when they visited the mansion. Youko came to call me for dinner that time.

“Miya-chan and her sister—are they close to you, Akira?”

“Uh, Miya-chan’s my sister, and Saya’s my cousin-niece, I think? Miya’s also a cousin-niece.”

“Cousin-niece? What’s that?”

“Their grandma’s my aunt.”

“So Saya’s a bit distant, but Miya’s close enough for incest, like with Runa. Not that it matters now.”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“But that’s good.”

“What?”

I tilted my head at Youko. With me sleeping with so many girls, what could someone crushing on me find “good” about it?

She gave me her brightest, cutest smile.

“No matter how many women you’re with, I’m the only one who got your first time.”

Oh, that’s what she meant. True, I masturbated daily, but I was a virgin until Youko. I don’t know how much my virginity was worth, but that’s for her to decide, so I’ll leave it at that.

“You were insanely cute that time,” I said, recalling Youko’s teary eyes as I broke her hymen, then her melting expression as she learned the pleasures of sex. …Oops, I’m getting hard.

“Ugh, embarrassing. But don’t ever forget it. Use it as fap material anytime.”

Her cheeks flushed, but she didn’t tell me to forget or not think about it, making me feel her genuine affection. I can’t fully return her feelings, but I’ll at least honor her wish and never forget our first time.

Oh, Runa recorded that moment. With exams and sex, I forgot, but maybe I’ll watch it on the next rest day.

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Classes ended smoothly. Failing would be a disaster, but thankfully, that didn’t happen.

Before heading home, I decided to explore the campus. Last week, I couldn’t keep Manaka waiting with the car, and yesterday, the bus schedule limited me. I’ve only seen a fraction of Meshi Academy’s vast grounds, so I plan to explore after school for a while.

Oh, there’s a room prepared for me here, but I haven’t visited it. Maybe tomorrow.

Thinking about tomorrow, I strolled around the school building.

(…A… aa… a…)

A voice came from behind the building. Someone there? I wasn’t hiding, so I kept walking casually.

Pashin pashin pashin.

“Ah, ah, an, an!”

…Huh. That rhythmic sound and moaning. Is that… sex in progress?

I instinctively pressed against the wall, creeping toward the corner.

Pashin pashin pashin.

“An, an, aa, aa!”

“Keep your voice down.”

“But, ah, aaann!”

Yup, definitely sex. Bold to do it at school… but then, I remembered sex on campus isn’t banned—it’s encouraged, though not in crowded areas.

I thought it only applied to me as Oshika head, but maybe it’s for all students. If so, no need to intervene. Best to leave them be.

Even so, my feet moved silently toward the sound. Maybe because I’m used to being watched during sex—and often sleep with the watchers after—I figured a peek wouldn’t hurt. Or maybe I don’t know why. Whatever.

Reaching the corner, I peered carefully.

“Ah, ah, ah, I’m, I’m coming!”

Pan pan pan pan!

A girl with her skirt lifted, panties around one ankle, hands against the wall, trembled and moaned. Her face was hidden, her semi-long hair disheveled and alluring.

The boy gripping her hips, thrusting from behind, was someone I knew.

“Usui-kun?”

I blurted it out. It was my classmate, Usui Eisuke, banging a girl behind the building. We ate lunch together today for the first time in a while. He’s got multiple friend groups and switches who he eats with daily. …Not the point right now.

“Eh? Oshika-kun? Ugh, she’s tightening!”

“Ah, ah, ah, ah!”

The girl kept moaning, trembling through her climax. Eisuke relentlessly pounded her with his hardened cock.

Zucchon zucchon zucchon zucchon.

“Wait, I’m almost there!” Eisuke said, facing me, his hips pistoning at high speed.

“No, I was just walking around. Didn’t mean to interrupt, so I’ll go.”

“No, don’t say that, ugh, I’m close, just watch!”

Didn’t he just tell her to keep it down?

“Here, Michiko, lift up.”

Eisuke let go of her hips, grabbed her breasts, and raised her body. I noticed her blouse was open, her bra lifted, exposing her breasts.

He turned her toward me, continuing in a standing back position. His fingers caught her skirt, revealing their joined groins.

“An, eh, no, embarrassing, an!”

“Feels better this way, right? Ah, so tight, ugh.”

“An, no, don’t look, aa, aa!”

I should’ve turned and left, but I couldn’t. Her school badge showed she’s a fifth-year middle division student like us, but I didn’t recognize her—probably from another class.

“An, an, an, an, an!”

She was shy at first, but the ongoing climax overwhelmed her. Drooling, her face melted in ecstasy.

Eisuke reached his limit.

“Ugh, kuu, I’m, coming!”

He pressed his hips against her, trembling.

“Aaaaaaa!”

She arched back, climaxing happily.

It’s my first time seeing someone else’s sex—Katsumi and Michio’s doesn’t count since I passed out. It’s… erotic. I’m doing this almost daily, huh.