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Since Hajime and Chiaki’s houses were close to each other, the two friends made a habit of going to school together. Sure, this gave their parents and classmates yet another reason to tease them about how much they looked like a couple, but the two paid no mind to that — even if Hajime would blush a little bit — and just kept doing their own thing, which most of the time meant chatting about video games.
During their walks to school and back home, during the intervals between classes, during the times they visited each other's house, the topic of their conversation was almost always games, including both what they were playing that week and whatever the latest news in the gaming world were. For a while now, that had become their new normal.
However, today felt different. Their normal felt abnormal, at least to Hajime. While on the way to the school with his usual companion, he was sure something was off but no matter how much he tried, he could never pinpoint what was bugging him. He was seeing the same buildings and shops he saw every day, the trees and the sky were thankfully still the same color, no one was looking at him or Chiaki weird so he knew the problem wasn’t with their appearances. Just what was this strange feeling?
“Hajime! Hey, Hajime!”, Chiaki called out, her voice louder than he was used to hearing it.
Wait, but if she was doing that then... oh no, Hajime couldn't believe he was ignoring her.
“Ah, I’m so sorry for zoning out, Chiaki. What were you saying again?”. Even if it wasn’t intentional, he felt embarrassed that he wasn't paying attention to her when she was probably talking about a game that she was really passionate about. Good job me, he thought sarcastically.
“It’s alright”, she replied, though a pout still formed in her face and he couldn’t help but think that that looked adorable. In fact, he thought everything about her looked great. That white bikini she was wearing was somehow both cute and sexy, showing off her curves and that distinct mole on her right breast. They had been walking for a while, enough that he got the chance to see a lot of different women either going to school or to work, all wearing swimsuits of all types and colors, but he still thought none of them looked as good as Chiaki did.
He would never have the courage to tell her that, though. Not only would it be extra embarrassing, he also thought an exchange like that was something reserved to lovers only, and lovers they were not. They were just good friends.
“Just… don’t do that again, okay?”.
“Don’t worry, I won’t have eyes for anything or anyone but you”. He assured her, causing her to blush a little.
The rest of the walk to school was the same habitual routine he had grown used to, which thankfully distracted him from that foreboding unease he was getting. Hajime heard all about this game Chiaki was currently playing that was really engaging but had this really annoying boss that was a pain in the ass to beat, and she had lost to him multiple times already. He suggested to her that it would be a good idea for him to visit her house after school to help her come up with a strategy on how to beat that bastard of a boss, or even just being there with her for moral support, cheering for her and groping her boobs. That was what he usually did when watching her playing something… wait, was it really what he did?
Chiaki did accept his offer though, so it seemed like he didn’t propose anything out of the ordinary, but now that puzzling feeling that something was amiss came back to Hajime and things weren’t getting any better when they arrived at the school. He instinctively tried to look around, hoping that something, anything, would clue him in about what he felt was wrong about that morning.
To the left, he saw Mahiru greeting her best friend Hiyoko and commenting on how she couldn’t believe she didn’t have the appropriate school uniform, so before coming to school today she had to borrow a bikini from her neighbor.
To the right, he saw Ibuki, joyful as ever, trying to recruit people to the music club first thing in the morning while two guys were touching her ass and groping her boobs under her bikini top.
All around him, he saw male students fucking female students against the walls.
Nothing. Absolutely nothing that he saw justified this suspicion he had that the world was somehow wrong, so as he and Chiaki walked through the hallways, he just kind of had to accept that he was the weird one. It was a good thing he never ended up pointing out to anyone that he thought something was wrong, otherwise people would be laughing at him for being paranoid.
The more he walked, the more his mind was clear. Thinking properly now, he had memories of him fucking Chiaki and many other girls, here and there, ever since the schoolyear started. This was just a mundane day for him and everybody else.
Approaching their classroom, Hajime saw his classmates Fuyuhiko unzipping his pants and taking out his cock and Peko kneeling in front of him and taking the whole thing down her throat in one quick motion, bobbing her head back and forth to suck him off. That was… just a normal interaction between classmates. No different from anything that he already had seen or done himself, right? Damn it, he should have stopped overthinking this by now.
Hajime tried to brush off that unsettling feeling again, instead staring at Peko and focusing on how good she looked in that black bikini. The color was great on her and if he got a better look at it, he might even say that, different from all the other girls he saw this morning, she could give Chiaki a run for her money. Fuyuhiko was definitely a lucky guy. Those two could be quite aloof and indifferent to their fellow students, so Hajime was glad they had a good friend in each other.
“Stop staring, dumbass!”, Fuyuhiko complained when he noticed them. There it was that rude personality he was known for. Hajime was so used to hearing him talking like this that he didn’t ever care about the insult. “If you’re jealous, you can use that girl over there!”, he said pointing to Chiaki.
“Do you…”, Chiaki started. “I mean, if you would like, Hajime, I’d be happy to-”.
“No, no, no. Thank you for the offer, Chiaki, but we should be going to class. I’m sure Fuyuhiko and Peko will be coming along soon too. You can suck me off during the interval, okay?”. Hajime felt he was finally back to his usual self. He wouldn’t overthink any of this anymore.
“Oh… okay”. For some reason, Chiaki seemed a bit disappointed when replying.
The two kept walking, leaving their classmates behind, Peko’s focus on the blowjob never faltering in any moment of that short interaction.
Fuyuhiko’s possessiveness over her was… unusual. Everyone knew any guy could make use of any girls’ body if they so desired. Hajime definitely had memories of him fucking Chiaki over one of benches in the schoolyard, then pulling out after cumming inside her to let other dudes have their fun with her pussy, and if the sight of that made him hard again he would just find the nearest girl and tell her to bend over. He definitely had memories of that. But if Fuyuhiko and Peko wanted to be exclusive to each other, who was he to say otherwise?
Arriving at the classroom, Hajime’s mind was very clear. No more weird feelings weighing him down, especially after seeing his usual classmates and their antics. Kazuichi was praising Sonia and her swimsuit like she was a goddess. A worried Mikan was reminding a topless Akane that, unless one of the boys were making use of their bodies, they should always have their bikini tops on. Yeah, this was about what he was expecting, the regular world he was used to.
Hajime took his seat and Chiaki sat beside him as usual. It only took a minute or two for the remaining students to arrive, including Fuyuhiko and Peko — the latter having some cum dripping down her mouth — followed by their homeroom teacher Chisa, who was wearing a beautiful light blue bikini.
Before she could properly start the class, a male student raised his hand and asked if he could fuck her. She sighed, not denying his right to use her body for pleasure but still asking why he didn’t simply go for one of his classmates beforehand, then she blushed when he said she was by far the prettiest girl in the whole school. Flattery wasn’t necessary to make a woman bend over to get fucked, but it didn’t hurt either.
It wasn’t everyday a student asked to fuck a teacher, but when it did happen the entire classroom became the stage for an orgy, understandly so. It was hard for one to not feel aroused when watching other people having that kind of fun. While Chisa was getting pounded against the board, the rest of the guys stood up and went to have fun with a girl of their choosing. Hajime was about to do the same, wondering if he would reach maybe Mahiru or Mikan before someone else had the chance to, but he stopped when Chiaki rose up from her chair and went up to him.
“Hajime… do it with me”.
Some other guys might have been annoyed that a girl was picking them instead of the other way around, thinking an bold action like that was emasculating to them, but Hajime wasn’t that kind of guy. He would never be mad at any girl for making the first move on him, and this was even more true with Chiaki considering for how long the two have been friends.
“So I guess, at the end of the day, I am getting that blowjob, huh?”. Hajime quipped, admiring her almost fully naked form as the sounds of moaning all around them filled the room.
“No, not that… you kept looking at other girls all the way here and I… What I want is for you to fuck me. And when you’re done, I want you to do it again, and again, with me only”.
Hajime blushed, just like he did when someone teased him about how much they looked like a couple, and he thought that was weird. It wasn’t like she was confessing her love for him, she was just asking him to fuck her over and over again. It definitely wasn’t something worthy of getting flustered over, especially given how they already spent so much time talking about games together, and that and sex were about the same, right?
Oh no, that weird feeling that something might be wrong was coming back to haunt him. Hajime didn’t want to think about that thing in the back of his mind anymore, so he grabbed Chiaki and put her against the window, and she made no noise of complaint, instead arching her ass in his direction. He lowered his zipper, as well as her bikini bottoms, opened the folds of her wet pussy and shoved his hard erect dick inside of her. His thrusts were fast and harsh from the start, stretching that tight entrance between her legs while she moaned happily.
Becoming exclusive to each other, like Fuyuhiko and Peko seemed to have done, didn’t sound like a bad idea. He already liked both Chiaki and her body, to the point he might even have a crush on her, and he knew she at least liked spending time with him. Yeah, that didn’t sound like a bad idea at all. He would love to keep fucking her, only her, and strengthening their bond while at it.
This was normal. This was just your average day, not only at school but in society as a whole. It was normal for all the women to wear bikinis 24/7. It was normal for a guy to approach any of them and ask for sex. It was normal to fuck your friend while hearing the moans of your classmates and your teacher. When Hajime ejaculated inside Chiaki for the first time of many that day, he chuckled to himself, looking back at how silly it was to think there was anything unusual about this world.