The bell rang, but I wasn’t rushing to lunch. I lingered behind the rows of empty desks, heart hammering because today I’d be living every otaku’s wet dream: an uncensored Japanese schoolgirl threesome starring me, Mira Hasegawa.
My short plaid skirt clung to my hips as Mr. Tanaka locked the classroom door. Sunlight spilled through the windows and slid down the curve of my bare thighs; I hadn’t worn panties on purpose. Across the room, Tsubaki-kun was already hard, his blazer open, tie loose, fingers stroking the bulge pressing against his uniform slacks. Next to him, Sota—lanky, quiet, always staring—unzipped and revealed a thick, angry cock that curved upward like it was begging to split me open.
“Mira,” Tsubaki rasped, “you said you wanted to feel every inch at once.”
I sashayed between them, sweater slipping off my shoulder, white bra straps sliding down tan skin. I dropped to my knees, tongue out, tasting both swollen heads in quick succession. Salty precome smeared across my lips; I moaned louder than any JAV idol, knowing our phones were recording every second of this uncensored Japanese schoolgirl threesome.
Tsubaki gripped my pigtail and guided me down until his cock nudged the back of my throat. Sota moved behind me, flipped my skirt, and dragged two fingers through the slick lips of my shaved pussy. I was dripping; a single thrust of his digits sent electric heat straight to my clit.
“Fuck, she’s tight,” Sota muttered, rubbing the head of his cock along my slit, teasing.
I gagged on Tsubaki, drool sliding over my chin, then popped off and panted, “Quit teasing and wreck me.”
One push and Sota filled me to the hilt, stretching walls still pulsing from yesterday’s solo session. The raw slap of flesh echoed; my cunt swallowed him greedily. Tsubaki grabbed my wrist, wrapped my fingers around his spit-slick shaft, and I pumped him while lapping at his balls. Every thrust from Sota shoved me forward, deeper onto Tsubaka’s cock. I was nothing but a tight, trembling fucktoy, exactly what every viewer craved from an uncensored Japanese schoolgirl threesome.
Desks rattled; Sota’s hips hammered faster, balls slapping my clit with wet pops. I felt the crest of my orgasm coil, then explode, squirting clear arcs onto Sota’s uniform trousers.
“Again,” he growled, flipping me over the teacher’s podium.
On my back, sweater pushed above tits, I wrapped both legs around Sota while Tsubaki straddled my chest and fed his dick between my breasts. I squeezed them together, creating a slick tunnel, and he thrust between soft flesh, thumb circling my nipple until it stiffened like a bead.
Sota’s strokes turned brutal, angling upward to nail my g-spot; I screamed so loud the hallway echoed. Camera zoomed in on my gaping pussy, juices coating his length, proof this was the realest uncensored Japanese schoolgirl threesome on the web.
“Pull out and paint her,” Tsubaki ordered.
They synchronized: Sota yanked free, spurting ropes of hot cum across my trembling lips and clit, while Tsubaki jerked once, twice, then unloaded thick streaks over my tits and open mouth. I licked up every salty drop, pussy still fluttering, eyes rolling back.
“Next period starts in two minutes,” I giggled, scooping cum off my chest and sucking it from my fingers. “Think we have time for round two before anyone barges in?”
