Dum dum—! By the time I noticed that player was dribbling, the ball had already been passed to another player and they were in shooting motion.
The pace of the game is incredibly fast. My eyes can’t keep up.
Only someone from another world, known as the Crimson Beauty sitting next to me, could follow this with their eyes.
A practice match between Private Arakujou Academy and Prefectural Seigamine High School’s girls' basketball teams.
I was invited by the academy's top beauty, Hinoshita Haruka, to come and watch. The game is at the end of the second quarter, with just about a minute left.
The score stands at 41-22, with Arakujou Academy in the lead.
"That move—it's interesting, don’t you think?"
"Oh, what’s it called again? A layup shot? It’s the simplest and most reliable shot in basketball."
...I think (I'm bad at sports).
"Oh, really? To me, Haruka’s shot seems like the easiest one—"
Thud.
Unnoticed, Haruka escaped the enemy’s mark and received the ball on the right side, completely open.
To think that the Seigamine team would look away from Haruka, who is so closely watched for various reasons at the academy, just makes me laugh at their foolishness.
And then, she jumps…
Her large breasts are pulled downward by Earth's gravity, while Haruka quickly releases the ball in mid-air and starts to descend. Meanwhile, her breasts gently floats upward this time.
Her pink-colored hair gets disheveled—then quickly returns to its original state.
While I was mesmerized by Hinoshita Haruka, the ball made a magnificent parabolic arc and went straight into the goal with a 'Swish' sound. The scoreboard changed to 44-22. It was an impressive three-point shot.
"Yeah, it does look easy."
It looks that way because it’s just too beautiful.
A polished and streamlined beautiful motion is what people aspire to and is the most efficient form of movement
That’s why it appears easy.
"…Heh, I see, so it’s actually difficult."
Aira chuckled with a hint of disappointment.
"What, can you read my mind?"
"Because Yuki is a simple person."
"Huh? It’s not because we got closer or something like that?"
"Th-th-that’s—...!"
Aira’s cheeks flush with color as she flusters and moves her hands around awkwardly.
Even though it was just a joke, it’s a bit troubling if she’s seriously embarrassed.
When did such a flag get raised?
"Just forty seconds left."
"—Cough, cough."
"How long are you going to be flustered?"
"I-I’m not flustered—"
"You’re stumbling over your words…"
"Grr…"
While feeling my heart race at Aira’s cute side, I shift my gaze back to the game.
Other players are secondary. I can’t help but focus on Haruka first. From her expression, it seems she’s determined to make at least one more shot.
However, having made two three-point shots in less than a minute, Haruka is understandably being marked closely by the opponents as a high-priority target.
Haruka is being guarded by two players. Is this what they call a double team tactic?
"What would you do in this situation, Aira?"
"I would slash them."
So terrifying—.
"…Even if they’re from the defiled land?"
"Ah, right… Hmm…"
"I’d immobilize the legs of the player marking me."
"T-that’s cheating… isn’t that a foul too, like you slashing?"
"Well, Haruka will show us an answer that we can’t come up with."
—It might be fair to say she will dazzle us.
The graceful play of the beautiful Hinoshita Haruka captivates the entire venue.
Twenty seconds remaining. The ball is being held by Arakujou Academy, with players clustered on the right side.
For Arakujou Academy, it’s not the time to attack recklessly. On the other hand, the opponents are burning with a strong will to score at all costs to gain momentum for the second half.
The ball moves. It is thrown inside, and a tall Arakujou Academy player grabs it firmly.
A fleeting glance—almost everyone on the court’s attention is diverted to them. Meanwhile, a single player makes a move.
"—Give it to me!"
"Ah!"
Haruka runs to the left side -- and while moving, she receives the ball from the inside, turns her body tightly toward the hoop. Her huge breasts swaying from side to side.
"--!"
Her pink-colored hair and huge breasts, tightly wrapped in the basketball club uniform, make the same movement again.
It’s only natural because Hinoshita Haruka herself is shooting with the exact same shooting form.
The entire audience’s attention is not on the ball heading toward the basket but on Haruka, who is silently looking up into the air with her lips slightly parted.
—Swish
It goes through effortlessly. Another successful three-point shot.
At that point, the audience finally erupted in cheers, shouting 'Whoa!'
"Incredible!—!"
"Haruka-chan managed to score 9 points on her own!"
"Hey, did you take a photo, a photo!"
"It was shaking so much~!"
"Her shooting form is so beautiful it’s almost arousing!"
"What are you guys saying? Hahaha!"
The nickname Breast Shaking Shooter Haruka-chan is not for nothing. The opposing players hurry to restart, but Haruka just stands there, wiping her sweat.
Then, beep— the buzzer for the end of the second quarter goes off.
The first half is over. An announcement says there will be a ten-minute break now.
"Do they have breaks in basketball?"
"Even if you ask me, I wouldn't know."
"Yeah, I suppose so."
Aira, dressed in a certain girls' school uniform, let out a sigh. It seems she was so captivated by the game that she forgot to breathe for a few seconds.
Those around me and Aira are staring at her, saying things like ‘Who is that girl?’, ‘She’s so cute!’, and ‘And she’s also big!’
I was amazed at how they all seem to think that as long as someone is cute and big breasted, it's all that matters.
"Hmm?"
Feeling a gaze from somewhere, I looked at the court and saw Haruka glancing over at me from the corner of her eye.
Her gaze, slightly different from usual and somewhat eerie, sent a chill down my spine.
She wiped her entire face with a pure white towel and dried the sweat on her upper arms. She finished by pressing the towel tightly into her cleavage to soak up the last bit of sweat.
As the guys erupted with cheers of ‘Wow!’, Haruka subtly mouthed something only for me to see.
（…Please meet me behind the gym ♥)
――Huh?
I’m too far away to even argue.
After saying that, Haruka took a drink from her sports bottle, spoke briefly to the teacher, and then left the gym.
"Sorry, Aira. I’ll be back soon."
"――? Understood. Is it the restroom?’"
"Well, something like that. ――And watch out for the guys around you."
"Why?"
"……No, it’s nothing."
The pendant hanging from the neck of the puzzled crimson-haired beauty, adorned with a sword-shaped accessory.
Seeing that, I remembered my near-death experience and felt an unparalleled sense of relief.
If any of the boys around tried to approach Aira with impure motives, the Dragon Slayer Sword: Ashkelon would likely make an appearance.
With that, I left the gallery and headed towards the back of the gym where Haruka was waiting.
※ ※ ※
Following Haruka's instructions, I went to the back of the gym, where Haruka, already in her basketball uniform, was waiting for me. Without any further explanation, she pulled me along and took me to the Girls' Basketball Clubroom located very close to the back of the gym――and that’s where we are now.
"So, what’s this about?"
"Mmmm."
"……Haruka?"
The clubroom is surprisingly small. It seems to be used primarily for changing rather than meetings. As a result, there’s an irresistible scent of high school girls――and on the shelves, there are typical feminine deodorant sprays and magazines.
Still sweaty from the game, Haruka sits on a chair, wiping her face with a towel. Then, she glares at me again with a ‘hmph’ expression.
"You're awful."
"…… Why?"
"You’re being unfaithful."
"……Haruka and I aren’t dating, are we?"
"If I say it's cheating, then it’s cheating!"
She waves her hands frantically with eyes in an ‘＞＜’ expression. Sweat is flying everywhere, and beneath her uniform, her big boobs are bouncing around…….
I――Harima Yuki and Hinoshita Haruka are not dating. It’s just that due to that incident, we ended up talking like this, and our mutual sense of guilt has led to a secret relationship. It’s not a relationship that can be neatly categorized as more than friends but less than lovers in a typical youth scenario. We’re not even sex friends. We never even had sex.
"Oh, she's more like a distant relative of mine."
"Really?"
She puffs out her cheeks. I didn’t know Haruka was this skeptical.
"So, you’re not in a relationship?"
"Yeah, obviously."
"But you seemed really close～? Did you watch my shots properly～?"
I wonder how she managed to keep scoring three-pointers while paying attention to me and Aira…….
"She looks foreign and very pretty, and... hmmm, her breasts..." "--No, Haruka has bigger breasts."
"Eh?! W-what are you saying all of a sudden――!"
It's true. I've already confirmed it using the special power that resides in my eyes. Hinoshita Haruka is a G cup, and Aira Verfane Quatronix is roughly an F cup.
……Realizing that I talked about breasts right in front of Haruka, I started to feel embarrassed and went silent.
Haruka also averted her gaze to the floor, as if concerned that I might have realized she was interested in me.
"……Auu……"
During the silence, I looked at Haruka once again.
During the halftime break in the game, I could see――her sweat-drenched, tight-fitting basketball uniform.
The uniform clings tightly to Haruka’s plump, voluptuous body. From the large opening at the top, I can see a glimpse of her deep cleavage.
Because she's wearing baggy basketball shorts, I can't get a good view of her thighs. Still, my imagination wanders about how sweaty they might be
Ha-ha. Breathing heavily, her cheeks also start to flush a faint pink.
In stark contrast to the Haruka darkened by Livia’s control last week, this innocent and blushing Haruka murmurs softly.
"……Please……"
"――?"
"P-please, give me proof……"
"Proof?"
"Mmm…… haah…… ♥"
When I asked her again, Haruka suddenly crossed her arms, grabbed the bottom of her uniform, and pulled it up over her head.
--Bounce... bounce... bounce...!
After catching slightly on the uniform, the two soft, fleshy mounds were exposed to my gaze.
――Amazing…!
Her breasts of a staggering size, are coated in sweat from intense activity, producing a distinct, white, opaque steam. Comparisons to marshmallows or melons don't apply here. They have a warmth akin to a massive steamed bun――.
"Nnngh――haa... haa... ♥ Haa... ♥"
Having completely removed her uniform, Haruka uses one hand to cover her huge G-cup breasts with one hand, while the other hand adjusts her pink-colored hair.
Even that single gesture was incredibly seductive and lewd, making my already erect cock rock-hard.
Moreover, this is the girls' basketball club’s locker room. It wouldn’t be unusual if someone came in any moment now.
(So big... Seriously, they're huge...!)
In such a situation, I was simply entranced by Haruka's breasts――and naturally ended up taking off my pants and underwear.
――Thump!
My cock was exposed before Haruka's face, with several red veins running through it, throbbing continuously.
"How should I prove it――……?"
"……～～～……♥"
"Tell me, Haruka."
"……Ah, ah…… Aah……♥"
Then, slowly, Haruka raised her right hand and revealed her armpit.
Her armpit was moist and glistening with transparent female sweat. Haruka shyly covered her mouth with her left hand and murmured
"S-special proof service...♥ Please, use your dick here, senpai... please fuck it...♥"
Thump-thump――! With my heart racing, I came to understand what those words meant.
Armpit job, armpit rubbing.
I must rub my cock against Haruka's armpit and ejaculate, to prove I'm not unfaithful.
"A-Are you sure?"
"If you don’t hurry, the break will end soon...♥"
"Okay... I got it... ugh――!"
"Nngh... haa, ahh... nngh――...♥"
First, I rubbed my glans along her armpit’s contours. The sweat made it slide effortlessly.
I continued to rub my glans against her, creating a squelchy sound for a while, savoring the tantalizing sensation. Meanwhile, for Haruka it probably feels more like she's being tickled.
"Hya, hih… ah—♥ Ahaha, haau…!"
"Is it ticklish?"
"No... Hyaaa! Ha, ha... mmm!"
"You’re the one who suggested this perverted play—"
"I-I’m not a pervert… ♥"
When I switched from rubbing up and down to side to side, it elicited a different reaction. It was fun, interesting, and cute—
However, we can’t keep playing around forever. Aira is waiting, and more importantly, the game is about to resume. Breast Shaking Shooter Haruka is probably expected to perform well in the second half too. I must make sure we’re not late.
"Go ahead, Haruka… clamp down."
"Ugh… ♥ How strong should I do it…?"
She asks with a kind gaze, concerned for me.
"Go all out. Otherwise, we’ll be late for the game."
"…Alright… ♥ Oh, ah… I’m going, ahh… mm♥"
"――Ugh!"
Then, Haruka sandwiched my cock between her armpit.
Squeezing tightly――the soft flesh inside her armpit presses on me from all sides.
Between the warmth of her skin and the sweat that wafted with a feminine scent, my cock started leaking pre-cum.
--I inserted myself into Haruka's armpit as she sat in a chair. Watching her breasts tremble and shake in time with her breathing, I began to move my hips.
"Ugh, ahh... It's amazing... It feels so good..."
"Ahh ♥ Ohh... From under my arm... I can feel the heat of your cock...♥"
――Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
――Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce!
"Ugh... Haruka, you're shaking your breasts too much..."
"Ahh ♥ But... I can't help it... ♥"
"Fuhaa"
"Um... Sorry for making you use my armpit... ♥ Senpai, you really wanted to use... my pussy... instead, right?"
"—... I, I..."
"I... need to save my first time... until the promised time... nhyaa ♥"
"Ugh, ugh... mmm!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
Sex with the armpit feels better than I imagined. I can get pleasure while looking down at Hinoshita Haruka's whole body, and above all, the sense of guilt of doing it with the armpit is irresistible. Every time I thrust my hips forward, the head of my penis pops out from between her armpit and upper arm. If I pull my hips back, the pressure of Haruka's armpit pulls my foreskin, and sends a jolt of pleasure through my entire shaft.
"Hyaa, ah, ahn, ahn ♥ Nn, hnyaa ♥"
"Haruka—, you...!"
"I-I'm so sorry...♥ I was smelling senpai's dick... and my hand moved on its own♥"
Thinking it was odd that Haruka's moans had suddenly grew in intensity, I looked at her crotch--to my surprise, she was masturbating while pinching her clitoris with the fingers of her left hand.
The masturbation scene of the school's number one beautiful girl. It's too precious, it's too perfect of a masturbation material.
Thanks to this sight, my hips move faster.
"Hah, hah, hah, hah...!"
"Haa♥ Ah, ah--♥ Hyaa♥ My clit... I can't stop playing with it...♥"
"Haruka... Haruka!"
"Nfah... Ah, ahh—... Nbu pop ♥ Bupo ♥ Nbu puu ♥"
"Ugh...!?"
Just as I was about to yell that I was going to cum.
Haruka pressed her armpit together, bent her back, and lowered her head—pressing her lips firmly against the base of my cock covered in pubic hair.
It doesn’t provide any substantial physical pleasure. Nevertheless, the fact that Haruka is going to such lengths for me gives immense mental pleasure.
"Mmmph, blorp, blup, bupi...♥ Ah, hafu♥ Your pubic hair is in my nose... ehe―― lick♥"
"Ugh, aaaaah!"
"Ah♥ Yes! No, don’t――…♥ I’m about to, I’m about to♥ I’m cumming――…♥♥
"Me too—!"
At the end, Haruka jerked back and turned her female face, covered with pubic hair, towards me.
―― Splat, splat, splat!
My semen is sprayed into the back of the girls' basketball club room, staining the floor with wetness.
Haruka closed her eyes and lips while quietly orgasming with a soft cry of "Fuguuu--♥", her whole body tensing up.
"Aahhh――…fuaaah…haaah――…♥♥"
The inside of her armpit became even more sweaty
It was like a vagina that secretes more love juice as if seeking more pleasure.
However, time is up.
At the same time that Haruka raised her right arm, I pulled my hips back and pulled my cock out of her armpit pussy.
"Ahh――..."
"S-senpai――..."
In contrast to my flaccid cock, Haruka's right side still had a lewd sheen to it. Haruka used the fingers of her left hand, which had been playing with her clitoris, to entangle the semen that had adhered to her right side and brought it to her mouth.
"B-blorp, slurp――♥"
Then, with her G-cup breasts and erect nipples still exposed, she grinned.
Bzzz――! The sound of the buzzer from the gym was heard after Haruka put back on her sweat-soaked uniform.
"Hey, senpai... let's do something naughty again later...♥"
※ ※ ※
"You were quite late."
"――Huh? Ah, well... yeah..."
"One more thing. Over there. Haruka came back at exactly the same time."
"I’m sure it’s just a coincidence."
"......Haruka is looking over here."
"You’re probably just imagining it."
"She’s waving at us with a big grin."
"...Well, what can I say, I'm sorry."
"Hmm. I find honest men quite attractive."
――Why am I being scolded by Aira?
It feels like a scene where a newlywed wife reprimanding her husband for coming home late.
Aira has her arms crossed and a stern expression in front of large breasts.
I continued to apologize while cheering for Haruka, who was performing well in the practice match
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