Story About Buying My Classmate Once A Week

Chapter 87: The norm with Sendai-san — 87

Chapter 87: The norm with Sendai-san — 87

Translated by KaiesV

Edited by KaiesV

Being touched by Sendai-san is not a bad thing.

But I cannot allow Sendai-san to do anything because if I allow her to do one thing, she will get carried away and ask for more than I allow her.

However, I like Sendai-san’s willingness to accept the terms of the exchange and to listen to me in a mature manner.

I sit down on an old chair in a corner of the music preparation room.

?My feet, lick it.?

Sendai-san has heard these words many times in the past. Still, she looked surprised.

?Eh??

?Didn’t you hear me? I said lick my feet.?

?…Here??

?If you can do it here, you can touch me.?

There have been very few times when Sendai-san has not obeyed my commands, but that was only at home, and I don’t think she would lick my feet at school, as expected.

Because I don’t think she would do it, I chose it as a condition of exchange.

I could think of no other order that I would hesitate to give, although I would have liked any condition that would make Sendai-san want to refuse. If this is not met as an exchange condition, Sendai-san would have no choice but to give up, which is a rather moderate approach.

?You know this is a school, right? This is not Miyagi’s room. The old school building doesn’t have many visitors, but what if someone sees us? Even if it’s an exchange, it’s too much.?

As expected, Sendai-san lays out her reasons for not accepting the exchange terms.

?Are you sure you can’t do it??

When I asked her, she looked at the entrance to the preparation room.

Her eyes are shaking as she wonders what I was thinking.

I decide on an answer while she is still wondering.

?No exchange conditions. That’s fine to me. I’m leaving now, so please come to my house later, Sendai-san.?

If she still want to talk, she can do so when I get home.

I don’t want to talk about it at home because Sendai-san is asking me things today that I don’t want to hear, but it should be better than continuing to talk about it here. At home, you can terminate the conversation on command.

I got up from my chair and picked up my bag. As I was about to leave, I was approached by Sendai-san.

?Wait.?

When she said this, she brings a chair before I can open my mouth.

?Sit down. You want me to lick your feet, right??

?You don’t have to do it.?

?I’m not forcing myself. Just shut up and sit down.?

?What if someone comes in??

?Then I’ll say Miyagi ordered me to do it, so don’t worry.?

?That’s not okay with me.?

?Even if it’s not okay, it’s an exchange you made, so sit down.?

Earlier, Sendai-san was lost.

Seeing that she did not readily comply, there is no doubt that it was an unacceptable exchange condition. Still, she decided to comply.

She was willing to accept conditions that Sendai-san would have hesitated to fulfill.

I don’t think that would be good for me.

?…Why is it that Sendai-san wants to do this so far??

?I think I said I just want to touch you.?

?Is that really it??

?That’s right. I’m not going to do anything that would make Miyagi angry.?

Sendai-san looks straight at me and says.

Her calm voice does not sound like she is lying. But I couldn’t imagine that she would have accepted to lick my feet here, just to touch me enough to not make me angry. For the most part, there was no reason for her to want this. And there would have been no opportunity for her to hope for such a thing. In the first place, I don’t even think she is serious about it.

Yet, Sendai-san is now looking only at me. That makes the question of why she accepted the exchange terms a trivial matter.

Sendai-san’s blouse is unbuttoned to the second button, revealing the necklace. As long as that is around her neck, I think that Sendai-san is mine.

It should be Sendai-san looking at me like this until the graduation ceremony, and now it is happening. I didn’t feel bad thinking that.

?Miyagi, hurry up and sit down.?

I was the one who brought up the exchange terms.

I did not follow Sendai-san’s words, but sit in the chair to take responsibility for my words. Sendai-san slowly got down on her knees. Then she took off my jacket and socks.

The door to the music preparation room is closed.

But Sendai-san, perhaps anxious, looked at the entrance as if to check.

There is no sound of voices or footsteps coming from the hallway, only the sound of her small exhales.

Her fingertips, not her tongue, crawl over the backs of my legs.

The softly pressed fingers tickle and I lightly kick Sendai-san’s leg.

?That’s not what I told you, lick it.?

As if in response to my words, Sendai-san grabs my heel. Her foot is lifted a little and her face comes closer. Something not as wet as my tongue pressed against the base of my toes and I immediately knew it was her lips. With a small sound, the lips stuck to the back of my foot several times.

When Sendai-san pressed my foot against her lips as if to protest her refusal to obey the word “lick,” something hotter and wetter than her lips moved toward my ankle.

?Is this good??

Sendai-san looks up and asks.

?No good.?

There is no good reason.

It was Sendai-san who finally decided to do it.

There is no way she can be allowed to just make a fool of myself and be done with it.

?Lick it properly. You’re just putting your lips on it.?

?I don’t think it’s much different.?

?It is different.?

When I assured her, Sendai-san pulled me off my feet and bit my thumb. It was a bit painful because the teeth were set with a lot of force, even though they were added or subtracted. I opened my mouth to complain. But before I could say anything, she licked the back of my foot.

The tip of her tongue crawls along the back of my foot and up my ankle.

I guess the feeling of a warm tongue moving over my skin as it strokes isn’t so bad.

The first time I let Sendai-san lick my feet, I felt a little uncomfortable, although I had brought it up myself. However, I felt something akin to a sense of superiority that someone like Sendai-san, with whom I had never had any contact, was listening to my commands and licking my feet.

But now is different from then.

Her tongue slides over the bones, making the area around my spine tingle. The sensation is as if electricity is flowing through the air, which is not the same as being sick.

Sendai-san put a little pressure on my foot and press it against her tongue, and the tip of her tongue sticks snugly to my foot. And I was pushed back without escaping.

Her body heat was very comforting in the not-so-warm classroom. At the same time, I feel frustrated with Sendai-san, who sometimes accepts these conditions but does not give in.

Why?

Why is Sendai-san going to an out-of-prefecture university?

She relentlessly tries to get me to change my school of choice, but I have no intention of changing mine.

No, I know that her family is probably the reason why Sendai-san insists on attending an out-of-prefecture university. But I feel frustrated with Sendai-san, who goes to such lengths at school and doesn’t even think twice about my one-time verbal request to?stay here.?

I can imagine why, but I’m not convinced.

So I don’t want to tell Sendai-san.

I told Maika that I am thinking of applying to the same university, but I don’t want her to think that I am trying to pursue Sendai-san if I tell her the same thing.

But I am curious.

If I told her this, what would Sendai-san say with her tongue touching me, with her lips, and with her gentle and not so gentle voice to me?

?Miyagi, are we still doing it??

I hear different words than what I want to know.

?Go on.?

I kicked her lightly.

For a moment, Sendai-san frowns, then quickly drops her gaze.

But something that is neither tongue nor lips touches my leg. Her fingertips brush up my ankles and run up my calves. My skirt was lifted up, soft lips touched my knees and a slick tongue crawls over them.

The tongue strokes the knee loosely and sometimes strongly.

It was clearly a different lick than the previous one, and I involuntarily pulled my foot away, but was quickly pulled back.

It was painful, as if my heart had been squeezed.

Sendai-san keeps licking my feet as if he is wiping up the spilled liquid.

It’s bad, I think.

I don’t want to think about it, but it brings back memories.

On the last day of summer vacation, in my room, Sendai-san was there.

I held my breath and exhale with the memories that flow out.

This always happens when I let my guard down.

Even the last time I ordered her to lick my fingers, she didn’t follow my orders normally. She did it in a way that almost made me feel that the act of licking meant something else.

?Stop. This is already over.?

I pushed Sendai-san’s head away from my lap.

But instead of moving away, she sucked me hard and bit me sweetly.

I thought that I could do something like that with Sendai-san during the summer vacation. That’s for sure, but I don’t think we should do that kind of thing now.

I am wrong in almost thinking that I can continue like this.

This feeling is not good for Sendai-san.

Her lips touch a little above my knees.

?Sendai-san, wait. Stop this.?

In a corner of the music preparation room, it was impossible for her not to hear me, even though I wasn’t speaking loudly.

However, Sendai-san turned up my skirt to the middle of my thighs and put her lips on the inside of my thighs.

The part that was hidden should have been cold from exposure to the cold air of the classroom, but it was hot only where Sendai-san touched it.

Her lips pressed against mine once more, and I could hear a small sound of chuckling.

——No more of this.

I held Sendai-san’s head as her hand tried to slip into the inside of my skirt.