After engaging in a deep philosophical discussion with Yukino, I began to reflect on my future. What path should I choose? Did I want to become a painter, a mangaka, a novelist, a director, a politician, a professional gamer, a capitalist, or perhaps a simple psychiatrist?
Should I start by drawing a Marvel comic? Given how popular they were in the past, it seemed like a good option at first. However, I ultimately abandoned the idea. In their initial release, Marvel comics didn't gain popularity as quickly as I would have liked by my standards. Plus, in this era and country, they lack a certain appeal and clickbait-worthy.
Additionally, Marvel comics contain too much propaganda for my taste. They portray Hitler as the embodiment of absolute evil, Rasputin as an irredeemable villain, and Captain America as an unquestionable savior, while the heroes of other nations are presented as problematic. The creators' intentions to lick the American government are obvious, much like how many people today in China lick Xi Jinping.
So, I decided to pass on Marvel comics.
As I pondered my future, my phone suddenly rang.
The teacher on duty, who was also responsible as the librarian, glared at me. The other students, displeased by the disruption, shot annoyed looks my way as I had disturbed their reading. I quickly put on an apologetic expression and hurriedly left, not forgetting to bid farewell to Yukino as I was eager to check who had messaged me.
Unlocking my password-protected, white Sony phone, I noticed the message was from an anonymous sender.
However, the content of the message nearly set my eyes on fire with lust, and I could feel an erection growing as Arisu had sent me a half-nude picture of herself.
Arisu: Meet me in the girls' restroom, Miyuki-kun. I have a surprise for you. Don't worry about anyone catching us; I've already taken care of everything.
I pondered for a moment before ultimately deciding to accept her invitation, making up my mind to sneak my way to the girls' restroom.
As I looked around guiltily, my heart raced with a potent mix of thrill and anticipation. I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement as I realized that there was absolutely no one in sight—no one within the radius surrounding me. The area was completely deserted, just as Arisu had described it would be.
At this moment, my mind brimmed with boundless hope and mounting expectations as I stole a quick glance at the nearby restroom where the girl was waiting.
Confirming once more that no one was around, I felt a growing sense of trust in Arisu. She had already taken care of everything, so I steeled myself and entered the place with a trembling eagerness.
Nervousness filled me, manifesting in every little gesture. My demeanor was exactly what you'd expect from a horny virgin, standing on the edge of an impossible reality. It was like a goddess, someone entirely out of my reach in normal life, had suddenly appeared and offered me their first time.
"Miyuki-kun, I almost thought you wouldn't show up," Arisu smirked seductively in my direction, her breath warm and dangerously close to me. Before I even realized what was happening, her hand had already found its way to my crotch.
She playfully grazed my cock, sending a ticklish sensation through me with her soft, teasing touch.
"Fufufu, it looks like you're already in the mood, Miyuki. Do you want to get straight to the point, or perhaps play around a bit first?" she purred.
"Yeah, let's do it," I blurted out eagerly, barely able to contain myself.
Her grin widened, wicked and full of promise. Without wasting another moment, she swiftly pulled down my trousers, her movements fluid and unhesitant. As soon as they were off, she leaned in and began kissing me deeply while her hand wrapped around my cock, stroking it with a gentle yet deliberate rhythm.
Her touch was tender, filled with care, but it wasn't long before the kiss deepened. My own hunger began to surface, and I grew more aggressive, more needy. Lust burned through my veins, my impatience to finally fuck Arisu building to an unbearable peak.
I could think of nothing but the desire to feel her tight pussy wrapped around me. Overcome with lust, I flipped her over and checked if she was wet or not before burying myself inside her. From behind, I thrust my cock deep into the intimate warmth of her body.
Fuck...
Was this really sex?
What was this warmth, this exquisite tightness squeezing around me?
Was this what it felt like to have your dick drenched in such pleasure?
Without realizing it, I found myself thrusting harder, faster, ramming her from behind with a relentless pace. Her moans were stifled as she tried to muffle them, her voice trembling, no doubt trying to prevent any sound from escaping.
Wanting to help her, I slipped my fingers into her mouth. Her saliva coated them as I continued thrusting both my cock into her pussy and my fingers into her mouth, both in a synchronized rhythm that left her gasping for more.
We did it while we were still fully clothed, my trousers only partially pulled off. Her panties, on the other hand, weren't removed but merely slid aside a little as I entered her.
With one hand gripping her waist and the other fingering her mouth, I kept my rhythm steady. My thrusts grew increasingly wild, her tight, hungry pussy wrapping around my entire length, squeezing and pulsing with insatiable need.
The rhythm intensified, her body pressing back into me, each movement making her grip tighter, more desperate.
As I pushed my cock deeper inside her, I pulled my finger from her mouth, quickly picking up my pace once again, both hands now gripping her waist as her tight pussy completely enveloped my cock.
The moment I heard her scream that she was about to cum, I unleashed all of my cum deep into her tight cunt.
"Miyuki... This is too much... Yes... More, Miyuki, fill me with your seed!" Arisu screamed, her usual composed demeanor completely shattered.
Despite the reckless volume of her voice, which could have easily been overheard, I silenced her with a kiss before she could say anything more.
My hips kept pounding relentlessly until I had emptied myself entirely deep inside her.
Panting with exhaustion, I barely registered the school bell ringing.
To my frustration, my cock was still rock-hard. Arisu noticed my state and smiled, her tone soothing as she comforted me.
"We can always try again later, Miyuki," she teased with a satisfied smirk, giving my cock a provocative stroke before she started fixing her appearance.
Her once disheveled hair and appearance were now completely flawless as she adjusted her outfit in front of the mirror.
Unconsciously, I approached her from behind and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close.
"Miyuki-kun?" she asked, a bit confused by the sudden gesture.
She didn't push me away and let me held her while savoring the warmth of her body.
But it wasn't enough.
I craved more of her pussy.
Consequences be damned.
"Urgh..." she moaned, her breath hitching as she realized my cock had already slipped back into her, deep inside her slick, warm pussy.
Before she could react, I started thrusting again. Her body, worn out from our previous session, had no strength left to resist. She simply surrendered to the pleasure, moaning softly like a kitten from time to time as I took what I wanted.
And this was just the beginning.
The beginning of my sex life in the anime reversed world.
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Have any of you watched the anime Armed Girl's Machiavellism or Kishuku Gakkou no Juliet? Honestly, I forgot what they were about. In the past, I watched them, but not in-depth; I only watched them for fun, which made me forget most of it. I wanted to ask if you found them engaging before I included them in my story and binge-watched their anime. Also, I forgot to mention Yamada-kun and the Seven Witches, one of my favorite manga and anime from the past. What do you think about this anime, too?