As the second round began, Ran found herself squeezing her long, muscular legs together. If she didn't, she felt like she would lose control right there in the hallway.
She had heard from Serena and Seimi that Yuu was "gifted," but hearing it was one thing; seeing his stamina and power in person was another. Watching the man she loved dominate another woman opened a door to a world she had only glimpsed in dark corners of her mind.
For a long time, Ran had wanted a pure, "fairytale" romance—the kind with pink bubbles and innocent promises. But at seventeen, her body was more developed than most women twice her age, and her instincts were starting to win out over her idealism.
She remembered hiding on the school rooftop with Serena to look at adult manga, or peeking at tapes through her fingers at Serena's villa.
As she watched Sayuri moan piteously beneath Yuu, a soul-deep ache spread through Ran's body, manifesting as a throb of heat between her thighs. Her mind began to wander. She felt like she was floating in the clouds.
Suddenly, the hallway seemed to vanish. In her mind's eye, Ran saw herself naked on a bed, wrapped around an equally naked Yuu like an octopus. But in this vision, they weren't alone. There were other women—Serena, Seimi, and others she didn't recognize.
Then, she saw a face that made her heart stop.
Tall, with a curvaceous figure and long chestnut hair pinned up, the woman was the "Invincible Queen of the Courtroom," Eri Kisaki—Ran's mother. In the fantasy, Eri's usually cold, professional face was twisted in the same mask of lewd ecstasy Ran had just seen on Sayuri.
The shock snapped Ran out of it. Her eyes flew open, and she gasped for air. She was still in the hallway. Serena was beside her, and the sound of skin slapping against skin continued from the room.
Thank God it wasn't real... she thought, leaning against the hallway wall. She felt a chill on her back and realized she was drenched in sweat. As she shifted her legs, she felt a heavy, sticky wetness between her thighs. She had produced more cream during that brief fantasy than she ever had during her private moments.
I... I shouldn't want to do that with Yuu and my mom! she scolded herself.
But the fire was already lit. She looked through the door again and saw they had changed positions. Sayuri was on top now, but she was too exhausted to move. She was literally impaled on him, her eyes rolled back, saliva trailing from the corner of her mouth.
The sight was both shameful and incredibly erotic. Ran's eyes grew misty again. In her desperation for relief, she reached out and pulled Serena into a tight embrace, rubbing her full breasts against her friend's arm.
Serena was surprised but delighted. She turned to face Ran, seeing the scarlet flush on her cheeks and the fire in her eyes.
"Serena..."
"Ran..."
They were inches apart. The air between them was electric.
"Am I... making you uncomfortable?" Ran whispered.
"No, I love this," Serena replied, her voice sounding like the high-pitched "milk-voice" she made when Yuu was inside her. "You just look like you're in pain. I want to help."
Ran smiled. They were best friends, but that friendship was about to turn a deep shade of pink.
They slid down to a kneeling position on the floor, leaning against the half-open door. The sounds of sex from the room acted as a battle cry, shattering Serena's last bit of restraint. She leaned in and captured Ran's lips.
Ran didn't fight it. She closed her eyes and tasted her friend, her unskilled kissing technique—honed only by a few brief moments with Yuu—rapidly improving under Serena's passionate guidance.