The S-Class Mage is a Gyaru!?-Chapter 99: Arcane Jungle, Part Twenty-Six

{Reina}

"Yes, Father," I say, shifting in my seat for the hundredth time. My ass is still throbbing, a constant reminder of what just happened. "The quarterly projections for CrysTech look promising."

[God, I can still feel her cum inside me...]

My father drones on about market shares and technological innovations, completely oblivious to the fact that his precious heir just got absolutely railed by the most shameless gyaru in magical history.

[And loved every second of it.]

"The third quarter projections show a 15% increase in-"

[God, the way she grabbed my hips when she came...]

"And the board is particularly interested in our new initiatives regarding-"

[The way her cock stretched my ass...]

"The Hong Kong division has expressed concerns about market volatility-"

[Fuck, when she spanked me and called me princess... Fuck, fuck, FUCK!]

"Reina? Are you paying attention?"

[I want her to bend me over this table and rail me again-]

"Yes, Father. Please continue."

My mind drifts as try to think about other things, even though I can feel my dick slowly but surely making a tent.

It’s wild. Akari didn’t just fuck me - she marked me. My thighs are littered with bite marks, my neck’s probably covered in hickeys...

[Jun never fucked me like that.]

The thought slips in unbidden, but now that it’s there, I can’t help but compare. Jun was... methodical about it. Like he was following an instruction manual. Three minutes of missionary, a grunt, and then he’d roll over and check his phone.

Akari, though?

Sighing, I think back to what I’ve seen on ManaGram.

[I can see why Haruka moaned like that before. Akari fucks like she’s trying to breed you.]

"- which brings us to the Anderson contract," Father’s saying, but all I can think about is how Akari grabbed my hips, how she whispered filthy things in my ear as she pounded into me.

"Of course," I manage, hoping I sound attentive and not like I’m remembering how her cock felt stretching me open.

Jun would always go "oh my god, oh my god, this is so good" every thirty seconds, his voice as bland as unseasoned chicken.

Akari?

She didn’t say much at all. Cause, it was like she just knew how good it was for me. How much I liked it. It would be redundant.

But, although she didn’t say many words, Akari was vocal. Moaning, growling almost.

[No wonder Haruka’s always walking funny.]

"The Shanghai branch has expressed interest in-"

I shift again, feeling more of Akari’s cum leak out of me. My panties are probably ruined, absolutely soaked with a mixture of her release and mine.

The thought makes me have to bite back a laugh. What would shock him more - that I let a gyaru rail me, or that I came so hard I actually scratched up her back?

"Reina? Are you listening?"

"Yes, Father," I lie smoothly, even as I press my thighs together, trying to ignore how sensitive everything still is. "The Shanghai situation requires careful handling."

Jun would always clean up immediately after sex, like it was a chore to be completed. Then, he’d just leave. Barely a word. "Hey, are we having dinner later?" That was all.

I didn’t give her much of a chance, of course, but after she came again, she tried to pepper these little kisses along the side of my face.

[... And then I slapped the shit out of her.] I smirk to myself.

"- which brings me to the matter of your future role in the company."

I wonder what he’d say if he knew I was sitting here, his cum-drunk daughter, still feeling the phantom sensation of Akari’s cock splitting me open?

[Probably have an aneurysm.]

"I understand, Father," I say. "I’ll ensure there are no hiccups in the future."

More corporate jargon follows, but I’m too busy thinking about how Akari looked when she came - her face scrunched up in pleasure, her muscles tensing, that raw, animalistic grunt she made as she filled me up.

"That will be all for now," Father finally says, and I have to stop myself from sighing in relief. "Do make us proud, Reina."

"Of course, Father. Goodbye."

I end the call, finally allowing myself to slump in my chair.

[Well, that was... something.]

Across the room, I can see Akari and Haruka making out, because of course they are. My pussy throbs at the sight, already wanting more.

[What have I gotten myself into?]

But as I stand, adjusting my skirt to hide the evidence of our activities, I can’t help but smile.

[... Alright, alright, fine, Akari. You can fuck very well... You’re still a shameless fucking bitch, though,] I think remembering how embarrassed I was when Haruka and Nao walked in.

My phone buzzes again just as I’m trying to figure out if these bite marks on my neck can be covered with makeup.

[At least Father couldn’t see those through the phone...]

The name that pops up on my screen makes me freeze.

Jun.

[You have got to be fucking kidding me.]

Maybe it’s muscle memory, or maybe I’m still dick-drunk from Akari rearranging my guts, but I actually pick up.

"Reina," his voice comes through, that same monotone he used when he was supposedly making love to me. The same tone he probably used with his assistant. "I’ve been doing a lot of thinking-"

[Oh, here we fucking go.]

"- and I’ve come to realize that our separation was premature. If we examine the situation logically-"

My ass is still tingling from where Akari spanked it.

"- the statistical probability of finding compatible partners with our social standing-"

[Is he reading from a script?]

"- and when we factor in our families’ business relationships-"

For a moment, Akari mushing my face into the pillow (while Haruka literally cheered) flashes through my mind.

Then I think about how Akari just grabbed me, kissed me like she was starving, and fucked me until I literally had to magically slap some sense into her.

"- and I’m willing to overlook your... emotional outburst regarding my assistant-"

[The AUDACITY of this bitch.]

"Jun," I cut him off, my voice as cold as the ice in my veins. "I just got railed so good I saw the fucking astral plane."

Silence.

"I- what?"

"My pussy’s still throbbing, there’s cum running down my thighs, and I have bite marks in places you never even thought to touch."

More silence. I’m getting into it now.

"So you can take your statistical probability, your business relationships, and your sad excuse for a dick, and you can fuck ALL the way off."

"Reina-"

"Actually, no, wait. One more thing." I’m grinning now, feeling absolutely feral. "Your assistant? When she was riding you in your office? She was faking it."

I hang up before he can respond, immediately blocking his number.

[Holy shit.]

My heart’s racing, but in a good way. In a "just told my boring ex to fuck off while still full of gyaru cum" kind of way.

[... Akari must be rubbing off on me,] I think. [In more ways than one.]

My phone buzzes again - probably Jun from another number - but I ignore it. Instead, I start walking around the hotel, aimless... and free.

[What have I gotten myself into?]

But as I adjust my skirt again, trying to minimize the evidence of just how thoroughly I got fucked, I can’t help but smile.

[... You know what? All I want is to lie down for five minutes without thinking about dick.]

My heels click against the hotel’s fancy carpet as I make my way back to our room. My thighs are still sticky, my neck’s covered in hickeys, and I just told my ex to fuck off while literally dripping with another woman’s cum.

[What a day.]

I open the door without thinking.

And there they are.

Akari’s got Haruka on all fours, the same way she had me on all fours not twenty minutes ago, their platform heels kicked off beside the bed. Haruka’s face is pressed against the same pillow mine had been, her ass high in the air as Akari pounds into her.

My eyes go wide as dinner plates.

[... Are you fucking kidding me.]

"Yo, princess!" Akari grins, not even breaking rhythm. Her tits bounce with each thrust, and I can see Haruka’s cock leaking precum onto the bed. "Back for round three?"

"Heeeey Reina~" Haruka manages between moans, her makeup smeared and her hair a mess. She throws in a peace sign too for good measure. "Ohhhh fuck, yeah, breed my ass babe~"

I stand there for a moment, taking in the scene.

The slap of skin on skin, the way the bed creaks with each movement, the absolutely shameless, lewd grins on both their faces.

[So this is what Nao and Haruka walked in on...]

"You two," I say, unable to keep the shock out of my voice, "are absolutely fucking hopeless."

I close the door on Haruka’s giggle and Akari’s:

"Love you too, princess!"

...

....

But, for some reason, I can hardly keep myself from giggling.

[Well. At least the pool’s still open.]