I Joined the Cooking Club and Ended Up with Tons of Sex Friends - 1

Chapter 1: Getting a Paizuri as Thanks From the Girl Who Moved Into My Loft

“Ayame-kun, is it cool if I come over today~?”

A girl with big boobs, super stylish and cute, smiling all bright and happy while naturally wrapping her arm around mine.

She’s… not my girlfriend. We do have sex, though.

And then there’s another girl sitting a bit farther away, staring over here while typing out messages on her phone.

‘Huh? Again with that guy? His cologne stinks so bad it fills up the whole room’

‘Just finish and kick him out already, okay? Sneaking off to the bathroom every time is such a hassle’

‘Is he like, a sex addict or something? Should we drag him to a hospital lol’

A girl with zero makeup, super boyish-looking. She’s basically moved into my place and we’re in this friends-with-benefits thing.

But she’s not my girlfriend either.

My phone gets flooded with messages from tons of other girls too.

Anyway, while I was wondering what to reply to Akimi-chan right in front of me, I started thinking back on how the hell things ended up like this.

I can still picture my parents’ faces the day I got accepted into university.

Ever since elementary school, they kept hammering it into me:
“You’re absolutely going to Soku University.”

It was my grandpa’s dream that my dad couldn’t fulfill.

They hired tutors for me nonstop, and I just went along with it and studied obediently.

Why specifically that university? Because ever since it was founded, someone from our family always got in. That tradition got broken with my dad.

It broke because right when Grandpa’s business tanked.

Even though they managed to turn the company around later, those few years were full of debt collectors showing up, so studying properly was impossible.

Despite Grandpa being totally against it, Dad joined the company anyway and worked his ass off to pull it out of the mess.

Dad apparently tried multiple times to go back to university while working, but he poured everything into saving the company and stayed on the front lines, so he ended up living his whole life as a high-school graduate.

And so Dad declared to Grandpa:
“I’ll entrust the Soku University legacy to my son, Ayame.”

And made me study like crazy.

When I actually got accepted… I wasn’t even surprised. My grades were good enough for Tokyo U anyway, and the business faculty at Soku isn’t even that competitive.

My teachers were like, “We know your parents want Soku, but why not try a national university too? You’ve got tons of options.”

But my parents were dead set on “Soku is all we need.”

And when I passed, both of them had this… burned-out look on their faces.

It wasn’t joy. More like, “Ah, it’s finally over.” That kind of face.

After that, in just half a year, it felt like both my parents aged super fast.

Once I got in, we barely talked anymore.

Before that, they were always asking about my study progress and cheering me on, but suddenly there was nothing left to say.

Eating in silence with parents who suddenly looked so old was rough, so I asked if I could live alone, and they agreed right away.

I could’ve commuted, but yeah, closer is better.

The place my parents set up for me was way too big, with a proper kitchen and everything.

I thought “I don’t need anything this fancy,” but then…

“Yeah~ Let’s cook~”

I’d been buried in studying forever and had zero housework skills.

I started looking up recipes and cooking for myself, and holy crap, it was actually super fun.

If you just follow the recipe, even a total beginner can make something tasty, and tweaking it a little still turns out great.

I got totally hooked on cooking and ended up joining the cooking circle at university.

This cooking circle has a lot of people, but it’s split into two main groups:
The “let’s go eat at restaurants” crew, and the “let’s cook ourselves” crew.

The restaurant-goers have a bunch of guys, but the home-cooking group is pretty much all girls.

And the restaurant group basically turned into a hookup circle, so I went with the “make it ourselves” side.

At first the older girls were like, “You’re not trying to be a chef or anything, right? Why are you here? If you’re just after girls, go to the other group (the hookup one).”

But I kept showing up every day and cooking all kinds of stuff, so they accepted me pretty quick.

There were a couple other guys too, but they were ghost members who basically never came.

Then one time, I made food for a guy friend I got close to outside the circle, and…

“Dude, this is fucking delicious!!! Make dinner for me too next time!!!”

One of them got all hyped.

“Sure, tomorrow’s free anyway. Wanna come over?”

Right then, this girl who was just chilling in the corner messing with her phone—Rana Takizawa-chan.

I don’t really remember talking to her much, but I knew she was also in a sports circle.

And she goes…

“…Dinner. I wanna eat.”

She was suddenly right behind me as I was about to leave.

“…Huh? Dinner???”

“You said you’re making food. I wanna eat.”

“…Um, it’s my place, though? It’s gonna be all guys…”

She just shook her head like it was no big deal.

“If someone tries to rape me, I’ll just kick ’em in the balls, so it’s fine.”

She said something that wild and came over with everyone for dinner.

I’d bought a huge pot, so we made sukiyaki.

I don’t usually make sukiyaki just for myself, y’know.

“Meaaaaat!!!”

“Okay okay, hold on~”

There were four guy friends. The second Rana-chan walked in, she went straight to the corner, plugged in her phone without asking, turned on the TV, and started watching anime.

The guys gave her this “what the hell” look but still happily scarfed down the sukiyaki.

“Here you go, Rana-chan. Fresh sukiyaki~”

I brought her a plate.

“It’s got two kinds of meat—shoulder loin and thigh. Tofu, shirataki noodles, green onions. I didn’t put in enoki or anything ’cause some people hate mushrooms. Try it~”

Rana-chan looked up at me and went…

“…Itadakimasu.”

Then she slowly started munching away.

I figured since she’s a girl I’d given her a smaller portion, but…

“I want more.”

“Sure~ Any meat preference? The fattier one’s the shoulder loin.”

“Shoulder loin.”

“Got it~ I’ll give you extra~”

She ended up asking for seconds four times.

While that was going on…

“Alright, we’re heading out~”

“Thanks for the food~!”

The guys left around 8 p.m.

And Rana-chan just… stayed sitting there.

“This TV’s nice. Unlimited streaming?”

“Yeah. I’ve got Amazon Prime, Netflix, and Hulu.”

“Hmm. Are you rich? This place is huge too.”

Rich, huh.

“My parents are. Well, more like my family.”

Dad didn’t take over Grandpa’s company. When Grandpa passed, someone not related by blood inherited it.

Dad stayed on as an executive but made it clear he had no intention of becoming president.

Still, he inherited all of Grandpa’s personal assets, and apparently it was an insane amount of money.

When Grandpa died, there was an inheritance distribution and even I got 50 million yen as a grandson.

So who knows how much Dad actually got.

After inheritance tax, I got that much—so the original amount must’ve been crazy.

Money’s never been an issue. That’s how I can afford to use tons of ingredients.

“It’s getting late. I’ll call you a taxi.”

“…I wanna keep watching. Tomorrow’s off anyway.”

“…You live alone? If your parents aren’t worried, that’s fine, but…”

“Yeah. Not a dorm either. That dirty old apartment sucks. I finally got into the university I’ve always dreamed of, but Tokyo’s so expensive… No money, so I’m stuck in that rundown place. The area’s kinda sketchy too…”

She started complaining.

“This place is nice… I wanna live here. It’s clean, unlimited streaming…”

She says that, but this is a guy’s place. Isn’t she worried at all?

“…Um, I got sweaty from cooking, so I’m gonna take a bath…”

“Don’t mind me. If I wanna leave, I’ll just go by myself.”

Even after I got out of the bath, she was still watching TV like it was nothing, no sign of leaving.

I lay down and said,

“Just call out when you’re heading out. I’ll lock up~”

“…Mm.”

She was glued to the streaming site and just gave a half-hearted reply without moving.

In the end, she just… slept over that night.

The next morning, she was curled up on the mattress using a cushion as a pillow, sleeping like a baby.

TV was still on. Must’ve fallen asleep watching.

“…You just passed out here…”

I opened the curtains and started making breakfast.

“…Hm? …Oh. I fell asleep~”

Rana-chan yawned big and stretched.

“Morning. Want breakfast? Ham and eggs okay?”

“Mmm~ Yeah, I’ll eat~ Ahh, I wanna take a shower. Can I borrow?”

Sure, but…

“You got a change of clothes?”

She made a slightly troubled face.

“…I’ll head home after breakfast.”

“Delicious.”

“Want some natto too if you like~?”

Breakfast was natto.

Loads of green onions and some myoga on top.

I personally like mixing in mashed umeboshi or chopped tomatoes too.

“Natto’s fine, I’ll just have tofu.”

Rana-chan scarfed down a good amount and, true to her word, left right after.

While cleaning, I noticed her lingering scent in the corner of the room.

I was airing out the futon and mattress, doing laundry, when…

【Ding-dong】

“Hm? Did I order something?”

I’d been ordering ingredients and kitchen stuff lately—did something arrive today?

I checked the intercom and…

‘I’m home’

There was Rana-chan with a huge bag.

“…Um???”

She was carrying a massive Boston bag on her shoulder.

She set it down and went,

“Yeah, figured. Hey, hey. You don’t use that space up top, right?”

Up top.

“The loft space? Yeah, I don’t use it. It’s super hot up there, though?”

This place has a loft, but it’s so hot I never go up there.

She climbed down the ladder and said,

“I’m living here.”

……………

“Huh?”

“Living in that filthy rundown apartment, I never know when someone’s gonna break in—it’s scary. Cockroaches too. I finally got into the university of my dreams, so I’m living in a nice clean place.”

She stepped closer as she said it.

Now that she’s close, I can smell shampoo—she must’ve showered at her place.

“I swear I won’t be any trouble. I’ll stay in the corner. In exchange…”

She grabbed my hand.

“If you’re okay with a body like mine, you can do whatever you want? I don’t want anything heavy like being your girlfriend. Even if you get other girls, I won’t get in the way.”

Then she guided my hand to her chest.

“…Huh? …Huh?”

What? What is she saying?

“Look, I don’t wanna get raped in that shitty apartment or gangbanged in a hookup circle, but if things keep going like this, it might actually happen. So I’d rather offer my body to live in this nice clean place. Don’t hold back.”

She declared it one-sidedly and then,

“So yeah, I’m living in the loft. Oh, and later tell me your streaming accounts~ I’ll watch from up there~”

And that’s how Rana-chan and I started living together.

She brought clothes and stuff, but once two people are living together, you realize how much more you need.

“You watch TV in the loft too, right?”

“For real! Thanks so much~!”

We shopped online together.

We decided to buy futons in person right away, but everything else online.

I asked if anything else was missing, and she said a phone stand for watching streaming, so…

“Won’t your data run out? Oh, and here’s the Wi-Fi password.”

“Yayyy!”

She hugged me right then.

I got all excited and my face turned red.

“…Mm♡ It’s getting hard…♡ …Hey. As thanks… Feel free to use me♡”

She lifted her shirt and showed me her bra.

Even though she looks so boyish, her boobs are pretty big.

“…F-For real…?”

Sex with a girl I’ve barely even talked to.

But she’s living here without even mentioning rent. If she’s offering sex in return…

“…Yeah, okay… Oh, but we don’t have condoms, right? …Buy some next time…”

She took off her bra and let her bare boobs out.

“…Nn♡ They’re pretty big, right? Kinda… I’ll take care of you with these…”

She pulled my pants down and…

“Wow! …It’s huge♡”

She happily touched my already hard dick.

“…I’ll lick it for you… Nn♡♡♡ Salty♡”

“Whoa! …W-Wanna shower first?”

It’s gotta be dirty. I showered yesterday.

“Hm? …Well, okay. Today I’m not putting it inside anyway. And it doesn’t smell that bad?”

She gently stroked it with her hand.

“I only know this stuff from porn, but… is this okay?”

“…You watch that kinda stuff… Feels good.”

“Of course I do. Girls get horny too… Oh, lemme do this. I’ve never done it before so I don’t know if it’ll feel good, but…”

She sandwiched my dick between her boobs and started paizuri.

So soft.

“It’s so soft and feels amazing.”

“Nn♡♡♡ It’s so hot and hard… First time seeing a guy’s thing raw—it’s crazy…”

First time.

“Wait!? You’ve never done it!?”

She’s so forward, I figured she had experience.

“Nope? What about you?”

“I was studying nonstop forever…”

“Hmm. Well, don’t worry. This isn’t even real sex… Oh, something’s coming out the tip.”

Precum started leaking and getting her boobs all messy.

“…Rana-chan, I might cum soon.”

“Nn♡ Go ahead. Cum on my boobs?”

Bukkake on her tits.

First sexual experience ever and it’s a paizuri boob bukkake… how niche can you get.

“…!!! Gonna cum!!!”

“Wah!!!”

【Spurt spurt spurt spurt!!! Spurt spurt spurt spurt!!!】

My dick twitched and shot semen not just on her boobs but all over her face too.

“S-Sorry…”

“…W-Wow, such a strong smell…♡ I might get addicted…♡”

She didn’t even try to wipe it off and said,

“Next time I’ll catch it in my mouth♡ Looking forward to it♡”