The male student named Kent was not only from the same school but also Mackenzie's childhood friend since they were little. A hint of ambiguous romance often exists between childhood sweethearts who grow up together.
They were no exception.
Despite no declarations, no formal dating, or relationship, Kent and Mackenzie undoubtedly shared a mutual affection. The romantic tension between them was palpable.
Yet today…
These two childhood friends with mutual feelings were separated by a door. Outside was the oblivious childhood friend, while inside, the female friend was pressed against the door by another man. His hands roamed freely over her smooth skin.
He was demanding her body.
"Mackenzie? Is that you, Mackenzie?" This boy, who looked like a stereotypical sweet, passive virgin at first glance, was standing outside the door and asking, simultaneously reaching out to open it.
"Huh? It won't open?"
"…Kent, it's me," Mackenzie knew she couldn't avoid him. She could only manage to force the words out through clenched teeth, keeping her voice subdued. At the same time, to avoid revealing her abnormal situation,
she dared not speak to Alex again, only glaring at him with angry eyes, signaling him to let her go immediately.
But Alex was not easily deterred by her glare. He continued to fondle her exaggerated, soft breasts as he pleased, his fingers deeply embedded in the flesh.
"You, what are you doing here…"
"I'm helping the teacher put some equipment in the storage room," Kent placed the box aside and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "What about you, Mackenzie? Why are you inside the storage room?"
"I… I came here to… Ah!"
"Mackenzie? What's wrong?" Hearing his childhood friend's gasp, Kent became anxious.
"N-Nothing…"
This guy! This bastard! Mackenzie bit her silver teeth and looked down at the offending hand inside her clothes. The wicked hand unexpectedly squeezed her delicate nipple, which made her involuntarily cry out.
She quickly covered her mouth, but Kent outside the door still heard it.
Damn it…
Even worse, the bastard continued, constantly playing with that sensitive spot, tugging at the brightly colored, delicate nipple on her breast.
Mackenzie was going insane!
Waves of pleasure made her utterly bewildered, especially in this environment, at this time. The boy she liked was right outside the door. Although separated by a single door,
it was virtually the same as being physically exploited by Alex right in front of Kent.
This was too stimulating, too sensitive for Mackenzie.
Tension, panic… her entire body was taut.
"Mackenzie, can't you open the door? I need to move these things inside," Kent, outside the storage room, didn't notice his childhood friend's abnormality and asked earnestly.
"Um, I'm sorry, Kent," Open the door? Are you kidding me? If I open the door and he sees this, I'm utterly finished. Even now, there's a risk of being discovered.
This bastard Alex!
"I'm, I'm changing my clothes, so it's not convenient to open the door…"
Ugh~ This guy, he's squeezing again… Stop it right now!
"Oh, I see. I'll wait then," Hearing that the girl he liked was changing inside, Kent blushed slightly and scratched his head. He stayed put by the door.
Phew.
Luckily, he didn't realize it, and I managed to fool him. Seizing the moment to catch her breath, Mackenzie finally grabbed the misbehaving hand inside her clothes and glared fiercely at Alex.
She struggled to push him away.
Unfortunately, Alex was not only unmovable, but he wrapped both arms around her entire body, pressing her against the door. Under Mackenzie's astonished gaze, he leaned close to her ear and whispered.
"The guy outside seems to be someone important to you. Is he the person you like?"
"…It's none of your business," Mackenzie didn't dare raise her voice and could only whisper the words through her teeth.
"You wound me. You are my woman now, so of course, it concerns me."
"Who is your woman? We, we only have a transactional relationship!"
"It hurts when you say that," Alex, perhaps having played enough, yielded to her wishes and released her full, soft Chest. "I was quite jealous when I found out you had a crush on another boy."
"Jealous? You… Wuu!"
Just as Mackenzie breathed a sigh of relief, the hand he had withdrawn suddenly changed direction, sliding past her increasingly sensitive skin and attacking lower. The girl's face instantly paled in fright.
"What are you doing?!"
"What's wrong? Isn't this the deal we agreed upon?"
"You, even so, you can't be so excessive!" That is my last line of defense! How can I, how can I let him do that? Especially now! What if Kent outside the door finds out?
"Besides, you said you wouldn't initiate!"
"I did say that," Alex smiled, leaning forward. He suddenly bit her earlobe, licking it. Mackenzie shivered violently. "I couldn't help it, Mackenzie. You're just too tempting."
"You, you bastard—"
She didn't know what to say. This guy was truly too much. Tempting? Couldn't help it? He was completely toying with her. She wanted to refuse, but she wasn't as strong as him.
She could only watch with a conflicted heart as that hand slid into her Panties, reaching her most private, most important place.
This pervert! Bastard!
Shameless devil.
While cursing him internally, her body uncontrollably surged with intense sensation. She felt hot and flushed, compounded by the hot breath on her ear and the sensation of him licking and gently biting her.
Mackenzie's body grew weaker and weaker. If Kent weren't standing outside the door, she might have cried out directly.
Why, why are the sensations so strong…
She tried to hold back, but she couldn't.
"Mackenzie, um… have you had lunch yet? Should we eat together later?" The boy outside the door, unaware of the intense struggle of the girl he liked, continued to speak.
Hearing his voice, Mackenzie's reaction intensified. Hot fluid landed on Alex's fingers, soaking a large area of his pants.
"I, I don't have time for lunch…"
Her mind was getting blurry. Mackenzie's voice was noticeably trembling, her red lips parted, her breath fragrant. "I already have plans—I'm eating with someone else, so… maybe next time."
"I see."
The disappointment in Kent's voice was obvious.
"Kent, you, you can leave the items by the door. I'll, I'll help you move them in later…" She looked down at Alex, who was using his mouth to tear open her clothing, her lips pursed in mortal shame and anger.
She was afraid Kent would linger there, and Alex might do something even more outrageous.
She thought this jerk was only acting so outrageously precisely because Kent was here.
"Alright."
Kent nodded. He felt that something was off with Mackenzie inside the storage room, but he didn't dwell on it. He glanced at the tightly closed door and turned to leave.
"Huff, huff…"
Only after he left did Mackenzie release the hand covering her mouth, gulping for air. The next second, the intense pleasure peaked.
"Agh!"