Even as the footsteps drew nearer, Ethan remained perfectly still, acting as if he wasn't a man about to be caught red-handed in a female bathhouse.
Currently, Rossweisse was busy with room checks. Most of the girls should have been in their rooms, resting from the day's travels and waiting for the teacher's inspection. Therefore, no one should have been visiting the baths at this hour.
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The wooden door creaked open, and three beautiful girls wrapped in white towels walked in. Steam billowed upward, and since Ethan had his arms draped over the edge with only his head showing, he wasn't immediately noticed.
"Wait, are we too late?"
"Probably. Rossweisse-sensei already finished our roll call."
"But I didn't see Ethan. If he finished bathing, he should be back in his room..."
"Maybe he went to see Asia and the others..."
Hearing their conversation, Ethan grew interested. He had thought it was just a few girls avoiding the crowd, but it seemed they were looking for him. He recognized the voices immediately: it was the Aika Kiryuu trio.
"Well, since we're here, let's just soak for a bit."
"Yeah, I worked up a lot of sweat earlier."
"I don't think it was just sweat~"
"Oh, stop it! As if you weren't doing the same thing~"
With giggles and playful shoves, the three girls let their towels drop and stepped into the water. The warm spring water soothed their overstimulated bodies, causing all three to let out simultaneous, lewd moans.
"Mmmph..."
Relaxing into the heat, Aika leaned back, trying to find a comfortable spot to lie down.
"Huh?"
Her brow furrowed. The surface behind her felt wrong. It was firm, but far too warm and yielding to be a rock. Just as she was about to settle fully into his lap, Ethan finally spoke.
"Actually, Kiryuu-san, you're sitting on me."
His deep, masculine voice echoed through the bathhouse. The three girls froze. Their first instinct wasn't to scream, but to blush furiously. Oh no, did he hear everything we said earlier?
While Katase and Murayama looked like they wanted to drown themselves in shame, Aika was the first to regain her composure. She realized Ethan might have arranged their rooms specifically to lure them.
She leaned back into his chest, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Well, you've already claimed so many girls in the academy, but you never came for us. Is it because we aren't tempting enough?"
"On the contrary," Ethan whispered, his hands finding her breasts beneath the water. "The best dishes are saved for last."
"I'm the type who likes to eat my favorite things first," Aika purred, her eyes shimmering with lust. "And I've decided my first taste of a man will be you."
Ethan didn't hesitate. He cast a "Notice-Me-Not" barrier around the bathroom. He pulled Aika's towel away, exposing her pale, wet body to the steam.
"Here? But it's a public—" Aika's protest was cut short as Ethan's tongue invaded her mouth, tasting her sweetness.
"No one will come," he promised.
Aika's body was like a furnace. She straddled Ethan in the water, her long legs wrapping around his waist. Ethan's thick, iron-hard cock rubbed against her labia.
"Is the water going to get dirty?" Aika bit her finger, looking more curious than shy.
"It's a flowing spring. It'll be clean in a moment."
Ethan lowered his head, sucking on her pink nipples until they were swollen and hard. Then, he moved them to a flat rock at the edge of the pool. Aika lay back, but then flipped around, offering her wet, pink flower to his face while she took his massive cock into her mouth.
"I want to try everything," she muffled.
As they engaged in a 69 position, Katase and Murayama watched from the sidelines, their breath hitching. They were trembling, their own hands moving between their legs as they watched their friend get serviced.
"I... I want it too..." Katase whimpered.
"Me too," Murayama added, stepping into the water toward them.
Ethan finished Aika's oral session and lifted her up. He guided his thick member to her entrance. With a firm thrust, he broke through her maidenhead. Aika let out a sharp cry that quickly turned into a rhythmic moan as Ethan began to hammer into her. The water around them turned slightly pink before the current washed the blood away.
Aika was a natural slut. Even though it was her first time, she moved her hips frantically, begging for more.
"Does it feel good to have your friends watch you get fucked?" Ethan whispered, biting her earlobe.
"Yes! Look at me! Look at how Ethan is filling me!" Aika screamed.
After twenty minutes of intense pounding, Ethan reached his limit. He thrust deep into her womb and unleashed a hot torrent of cum inside her.
"Next is me!" Murayama said, pushing Aika aside once she had finished her climax.
Murayama was more athletic. Ethan took her from behind, grabbing her long ponytail as he buried himself in her tight, virginal path. She screamed as she was impaled, her body shaking as Ethan kneaded her breasts from behind.
Finally, only the shy Katase remained. She had been watching the entire "Live Show," her pussy dripping with honey.
"I can't... not here..." she sobbed, even as her body moved toward him.
"I won't go in. I'll just rub it against you," Ethan lied smoothly. He pressed his massive, throbbing cock against her clitoris, sliding it through her juices. Katase's eyes rolled back as the friction sent sparks through her brain.
"More... rub harder... please..."
Ethan leaned in, kissing her deeply, and as she lost herself in the kiss, he suddenly lunged forward.
Squelch!
"AHHH! No! It's too big! It's tearing me!" Katase shrieked as Ethan breached her hymen and slammed all the way into her womb in one go.
"You're a bad girl for lying, Katase. You wanted this," Ethan growled, beginning a relentless, high-speed assault.
"It hurts... no, it feels... it feels too good! I'm melting! Ahhh!"
Two hours later, the three girls sat huddled together in a corner of the bath. Aika was in the middle, covered in the white remains of Ethan's essence. Katase and Murayama were busy licking the cream off her skin, their faces flushed with the afterglow of their debauchery. They eventually wrapped themselves in towels and walked back to their rooms, their legs shaking, but their hearts full of a dark, new satisfaction.