Chapter 67 - Chapter 63

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Walking through the wide park with a gothic lolita-clad middle schooler.

To an outsider, we might look like parent and child or siblings with a significant age gap.

For better or worse, my youthful appearance likely means no one would ever guess I have a middle school-aged daughter.

Her frilly gothic lolita dress, reminiscent of a school festival maid outfit, would normally stand out quite a bit. But thanks to Ayaka-chan's pretty face and great figure—she's a reader model, after all—she pulls it off effortlessly.

I was walking side by side with a beautiful girl who looked like she'd stepped right out of a magazine or picture book.

And yet, I still had no idea what her intentions were.

"Um… Ayaka-chan. Why did you invite me out?"

I asked carefully, trying not to provoke the sensitive emotions of a girl her age. If I took her words about finding me cool at face value and casually tried to hold her hand, I could easily end up with the police called on me at lightning speed.

"You're… really asking that?"

Ayaka-chan gave me a slightly narrowed-eyed look, as if condemning me for being a clueless man who didn't understand a maiden's heart.

But I genuinely couldn't believe it.

A beautiful middle schooler like Ayaka-chan inviting me on a date?

"Just so you know, I haven't forgotten that you saw me naked."

Back at that open-air bath, I had indeed seen Ayaka-chan completely nude. But it was unavoidable—she'd seen me naked too. In terms of blame, we should be even.

"W-we are not even! You saw me naked, and you flaunted that thing at me! Not just once, but twice!"

Her face flushed bright red as she protested. It was true—Ayaka-chan had seen my penis. Not just at the hot spring incident, but even before that, during the school festival, when she'd witnessed me playing with an onahole alongside Mizuki in the sports shed.

And thanks to Mizuki's trap, it looked like I'd been getting off to the thought of Ayaka-chan while using the onahole. In reality, I hadn't even known her at the time, but unfortunately, that's how things turned out.

Naturally, Ayaka-chan still resented that incident.

"Wait, that's make no sense, Ayaka-chan. It's unfair to say the girl was 'seen' while the guy 'flaunted' it. Besides, you were the one peeping on me during that onahole play with Mizuki. I had no idea you were hiding inside the vaulting horse back then."

Now that I thought about it, why was Ayaka-chan inside the vaulting horse?

Most likely, Mizuki had talked her into spying on me, but Ayaka-chan still hadn't explained that part.

"W-whether I was in the vaulting horse or not, an adult doing perverted stuff with a middle schooler is just wrong!"

A rare moment of common sense.

She was right.

What kind of world would it be where adults have sex with middle schoolers?

I'd been so immersed in my immoral lifestyle that I'd forgotten how things should be.

"I don't think it's wrong. I've had consensual sex—and creampies—with Mizuki, Anna-chan, Suzuka-chan, and Aika. I only 'violate' them because they want my dick. It's not like I'm forcing them."

But I doubled down. I had no intention of being bound by societal norms now.

Even if I were to be arrested someday, I'd make sure to enjoy the bodies of as many middle and elementary schoolers as I could before then.

"Wh—"

As expected, Ayaka-chan was speechless.

I couldn't tell if her shock was due to my crude wording, the fact that I'd been with not just Mizuki and Suzuka-chan but also Anna-chan, or the immoral detail that I'd even creampied Aika—who was technically my daughter in the eyes of society. But it was probably all of the above.

"H-how can you say something like that so casually? Do you have no awareness that you're committing a crime…?"

"Nope. Let's say you and I were in a relationship. Sure, there's an age gap, but we've pledged our futures to each other. Would it still be a crime for me to have sex with you? Would it be wrong to take your virgin pussy with my rock-hard cock?"

Of course it would be.

What I was doing was a crime.

But there was no turning back now.

Once you've experienced the tight little pussies of elementary and middle schoolers, you can never go back to the loose, worn-out ones of adults.

Claire from France was proof of that.

Charlotte-chan's brand-new pussy felt millions of times better than Claire's well-used one.

"Honestly, I want to creampie you too, Ayaka-chan. And if possible, Anzu-chan behind you as well. I want every busty, beautiful middle schooler in the world to be my personal onahole."

Ayaka-chan had frozen completely.

Her face was so red it looked like she might have a fever over 40°C. Maybe I'd gone too far, but I wasn't about to back down now.

"Ayaka-chan. Will you have sex with me? I want to savor your virgin pussy with my throbbing hard cock. But don't worry—I won't just take. I'll make sure you feel even better than I do."

"Wha—"

I took Ayaka-chan's hand.

Staring straight into her still-childish eyes.

She was speechless, but her expression wasn't the fear of facing a criminal—it was closer to that of a lovestruck maiden.

"If you need us to be in a relationship, I'll declare it right now. I love you, Ayaka-chan. I adore you. I want you to be my onahole for life. I want us to creampie each other daily, to cum together over and over."

Now that I thought about it, Ayaka-chan had asked me out knowing what I'd done with Suzuka-chan and Anzu-chan.

She couldn't claim she hadn't expected this.

She'd come to me wanting to be taken.

Just like Suzuka-chan, who'd mocked me endlessly before finally begged for a creampie.

Just like Claire, who'd looked down on the Japanese until she admitted defeat after sex with me.

Deep down, Ayaka-chan wanted me to violate her too.

"Let's go, Ayaka-chan. I'll take you to heaven. I'll turn you into a moaning, pleasure-crazed middle schooler with an adult's cock."

Still holding her hand, I started leading her toward a love hotel.

Though her eyes were teary, she followed meekly—clearly not entirely unwilling.

This was it.

I was going to creampie Ayaka-chan.

But just as I thought that, an enormous wall stood in my way.

Anzu-chan's massive breasts.

"Sakahara-san, you're even worse than I thought. What do you take girls for?"

Anzu-chan's Yamato Nadeshiko smile never wavered, but her eyes were dead serious. Of course she'd be angry—I'd just declared my intent to turn her best friend into an onahole. I'd gotten so carried away I'd forgotten she was even there.

"Ayaka-chan genuinely cares about you, you know. It took a lot of courage for her to ask you out, knowing you're Aika-chan's father. And then you have the nerve to suggest being fuck buddies? You're a disgrace to Japanese men."

"Anzu—!?"

Caught off guard by the exposure of her feelings, Ayaka-chan turned beet red.

Apparently, she did have genuine feelings for me.

What kind of weirdo middle schooler falls for a soon-to-be 35-year-old salaryman? Still, I couldn't help but feel happy. My relationships with Aika and Anna-chan had both been built on physical intimacy.

It had been a long time since someone had fallen for me without sex being involved.

"And what if I am a disgrace to Japanese men?"

Of course I wasn't backing down from Anzu-chan's challenge.

If I let a middle schooler talk me down, I'd lose all dignity as an adult.

"The answer's obvious. I'll straighten out that twisted mind of yours—through sex."

A sex declaration?!

I never thought I'd end up in a sex battle with Anzu-chan, just like I'd had with Claire in France.

"You'll regret it."

Still, my opponent was a middle school girl.

There was no way I'd lose—not after making even a French woman submit.

"I won't. I may not look it, but I'm confident in my sexual skills."

As she spoke, Anzu-chan puffed out her impossibly large chest. True, with breasts that overwhelming, I might struggle a bit.

"W-wait, what are you two even saying!?"

While Anzu-chan and I exchanged verbal blows, Ayaka-chan floundered in confusion.

She'd never imagined a simple date would escalate like this.

"We're just kids, so you'll take us on in a tag match, right?"

"Gladly."

Ayaka-chan had no idea what a "tag match" meant, her confusion plain.

One man, two girls—the implication was obvious.

"Me and Ayaka-chan—you'll take us both on in sex. We'll keep going until either we're too exhausted to move, or your balls run dry and you can't cum anymore."

"Sounds fair."

"Wh-whaaaaat!?"

Ignoring Ayaka-chan's shock, our two-on-one sex battle was set.

An epic showdown was about to begin in a nearby love hotel.