The Adventures of Magical Princess Makina

"Ugh, something's wet. Who is it? I zeroed the water in here..."

In a small reservoir of water that reflected and glowed the morning sun, the magic boy student had a strange face and wiped the hallway with a mop as he leaked his dissatisfied voice.

I don't even care much about the students cleaning or the students around me, because someone must have zeroed in the vase water - only Makina, knowing the 'truth', felt sorry while turning her face bright red.

(Ki, because of yesterday's "Arr..." eh)

Last night, as I was investigating the school, I couldn't resist my horny tantrum, and I was naked, exposed, wandering around and masturbating in the middle of the hallway.

Besides, a strange boy student witnessed the appearance and caressed him despite his first encounter in front of the building, "Because it's one night (one night)".

The flesh of the princess, shunned and insatiable from Keith, was so delighted by the familiar technique of a male student woman with that charming atmosphere that she created a 'water hoard' in the hallway.

Then as soon as he broke up with the boy, he put his uniform back on and went back to his dorm room. But due to the aftertaste of pleasure and the rush to be suspected of not returning soon, I neglected to 'reprocess'. As a result, irrelevant male students have been left to finish off.

"... how badass are you? Get in the classroom."

"Ah, yes...! Swimmer......"

I get a voice from Erica, who was behind me, and I accidentally jump up my shoulder.

Yesterday after school, Tet entered a narrow cleaning locker to hide from the girls (fans) chasing Tet, and Aerika has witnessed her snuggling there.

I don't know if it was because of that, but Makina felt something somewhere awkward about her (Erica) unilaterally.

"... Speaking of 'quick', I meant last night..."

"Come on, last night......!?

I get furiously upset by the words Erica has spoken. I didn't even think they saw you masturbating in the hallway last night or having an affair with a boy student -.

"That's right. Talk about the late return from the faculty room to the dorm room. Chemie's so sweet, she's cloudy with words, but it's annoying to say it clearly. 'Cause it's pretty annoying that you're jointly and severally liable to us because of your flirting."

- Apparently we weren't talking about you (...).

Relieved, but not a good topic to float about. When dorm room representatives go to submit their daily tasks to their teachers, Erica sees it as a problem that Makina returns late only when she is on duty.

In the beginning I was deluded to say "I'm unfamiliar, because I got lost," but lately even Chemie has begun to think unnaturally.

Responsibility for the scandal in the dorm is questioned not only in person but also by the students in the same room. 'I was spending time in the same room, but I was silent on delinquency' is the reason on the part of the school. Because of its joint responsibility system, there was also an aspect that mutual surveillance of the students was formed and the wind discipline in the student dormitories was maintained.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Erica...... I'll be careful in the future..."

As for Makina, who is investigating for the great purpose of rebuilding her country, it may not be necessary to comply with the school rules (rules) of the Kingdom of Britannica, which can also be called an enemy country.

But I don't want to be accused of violating school rules, limiting my movements within the school, or bothering, above all, myself and the Haines family people who are doing me good.

Erica didn't want to say any more about how such genuine reflection and consideration of Makina made sense.

"... well, I wish I could tell. Because I just want to live quietly in school. If you don't do something unusual..."

When Erica walked into the classroom saying that - 'something unusual' was happening there.

"Senior! Long time no see!

"How have you been, seniors!

"I thought you weren't coming anymore ~"

"Hey, think it's about time the girls in this class missed me. Come on."

The rear end of the window row where Erica sat, next to her right, was Makina's seat, and next to her right, it was always empty.

One male student sits today in a seat where no one was seated but was not removed and left unattended. There was a crowd of magic students around.

The brown-haired boy student is wearing a broken uniform, a necklace on his neck, a bracelet on his arm and a piercing hanging on his ear. I had the impression that it was a poor student with a soft way of speaking and attitude, unlike a charming look.

"Huh...!

Makina looked familiar in the face of such a boy student.

It's not about 'recognizing'. Yesterday, I met him last night and he witnessed masturbation, and his kisses and caresses made him squirm (ACME), because only a few hours have passed since then.

"Senior Nash......!

But rarely did Erica raise her voice louder than the stunned and upset Makina.

Makina was also surprised by the way it was going, and she usually felt as if it was uncommon for her to expose her emotions so cool and sparsely spoken, with a short relationship. By then Erica's reaction had been huge.

"Oh, Erica. (Hisa) ~ I still have plain glasses and hair. If you take your glasses off and make up, you're a mecha beauty."

"Beh, nothing...... I don't need to do that..."

'Senior Nash' and a man called by his surroundings who noticed Erica. So for the first time, Makina found out his name, but wondered why his classmates (Nash) called him 'Senior'.

"Oh, I'll introduce you, seniors! Recently transferred, Mr. Machina! Originally an adventurer, you use amazing magic!

A female magic student introduces herself (Makina) to Nash.

It was also a strange feeling to see each other naked last night to have a one-night affair and face to face in uniform the day after that.

"... heh. Nice to meet you (...), Makina. I'm Nash. I skipped for a reason, but I decided to go back to class today. Nice to meet you next door."

"Nice to meet you... Regards, I will…"

We know that it's not "nice to meet you". It wouldn't be the twins or Mr. Like-like (Doppelgenger).

In contrast to Makina, whose face is slightly red remembering last night's vivid memories, Nash dressed up for the first time without changing a single complexion, and when greeted lightly, returned to bickering with the other students.

(... Are you saying that you will keep your 'promise'...?

They witnessed naked masturbation, but on the condition that they "get paid instead of doing it in silence," their breasts, buttocks and vaginas caressed as they please. Apparently, Nash is willing to keep that promise to himself.

I was kissed, caressed my body, even let it blow, and at the price of it I have not spoken of my (makina) perverse quirks (naked exposed masturbation).

In fact, the surrounding reaction to Makina and the way it was treated were nothing different until yesterday. I guess no one really knows about last night.

Except for this soft boy student named Nash.

(Phew, I'm anxious...... eh)

Even if I still kept my mouth shut now, I don't know if that's going to last forever. With his deadly weakness in his grip, Makina was worried (...) that he would carry some further exchange terms and deals, even though the horny marks engraved on his lower abdomen were early in the morning, it was slightly painful to dokun…… ♥.

"Hey, Makina. I forgot to bring the textbook. Can I see it?

"What... is, yes...... Go ahead..."

Nash, sitting next to Makina to her right, approached her desk and asked her to do so during a class at the White Bearded Old Man Wiles, head of the school and lecturer in this magic class.

As for Makina, it happened last night, and I honestly didn't want to get too involved. But blatant refusal or avoidance here was also risky from the standpoint of 'being seen as insane'.

I have no choice but to keep my desks close to each other and place the thick reference books so that they also look nash.

- But Machina quickly guessed that there was no need for a reference book or anything.

"... uh, Dr. Wiles. The formula there for 'Mass change to objects brought about by magic', that's a little different. That makes it lighter with every more magic."

"Oh? True, this is rude......... but Nash, your brilliance doesn't seem to change."

"There's nothing to praise ~"

He was Nash, who had bright hair tones, a talking tone, and a familiarity with breaking school rules, but Machina could quickly be judged as the same wizard, saying the amount of knowledge about magic was out in the class as well.

I didn't see him manipulate magic firsthand, but he answers slurred even when the teacher Wiles puts out the challenge, and has a perfect grasp of the magical constitutive formula without reading the textbook. Even Machina, educated in magic in the palace of the Kingdom of Grandell, does not memorize all magical compositional formulas.

Machina felt that maybe it was more magical than herself or Aerica.

"... how come you haven't been in class before?

While the other students were eager to hear Wiles' explanation and write down the lecture, Nash took out his hand mirror and fixed his brown hair.

Against such a nash, Makina tried to bump into simple questions as she dropped her voice.

"Hmm? I finished all my classes last year. Hola, I'm a senior."

"Oh really..."

One question was solved as to why other students called Nash a 'senior'.

He's actually older than the Makinas, having a mature look like an upper class student. But it's hard to think of 'poor grades and failure to advance'. It felt so profound against magic.

Convincing reasons came to mind when I thought that other reasons, violations of school rules and poor behavior might be the cause.

- As if to back that 'prediction', Nash in the next seat has stroked Makina's right leg thigh, with his left hand.

"Huh...!? ♥"

I almost raised my voice unexpectedly, but sometimes in class, I put up with my voice, and with a single hair, it didn't get the attention of the students.

But all of a sudden I get goosebumps - surprise and confusion followed by strong pleasures flowing from the horny crest.

(Become, what...!? ♥)

Even if he wants to ask that, Nash ignores Makina and listens enthusiastically to the lecture with Wiles pointing the other way.

But his arms are pointed at his munchy thighs, rubbing “ rubbing ” and stroking his white feet stretching out of his uniform skirt.

"Nh... ♥ ahh"

With desks and desks snug and close physical distance from each other, Nash is easily able to stroke Makina's busty thighs.

And soft and smooth, rubbing the tantalizing thighs, comparable to the chest and buttocks, rubbing the muffled ♥ muffled ♥ muffled ♥ muffled ♥ muffled ♥ with the fingers sinking in.

"Ku ♥ n ♥ n ♥ ha ♥ hah...... ♥"

Makina was desperate to put up with her voice, but also had horny marks acting strongly, and had been imprisoned by the pleasure of caressing given to her by Nash.

It is unnatural to run away or raise your voice of rejection to students who are in class and have just forgotten their textbooks.

Maybe you should just say "what do you do, don't do it," but if you refuse here, they'll say "then I'll tear you apart last night in school," and your life will be over. I could easily imagine it going to be that way.

"Huh ♥ Huh...... Huh ♥ Huh ♥ Ha ♥ Ha ♥ Ha ♥ Ha......"

Push and kill your voice and breathe deeply to keep your wheezing from sounding in the classroom.

But Nash's hand gets nastier and more radical, reaching inside his sweaty thighs. The sweat replaces the lotion and turns the coloring ♥ munyu ♥ and the touch into something more slutty (sketchy), and in proportion, Makina also feels so good that her groin (manko) and uterus ache.

"Ah... ♥ Ah... ♥"

You should have calmly judged and instructed your body in your brain to close your thighs and try to escape. Munchkin bodies dominated by horny crests defy Makina's own orders.

My legs gradually drift off on the chair...... ew ♥ shrug ♥ and open. From the front, I even see the contents of my skirt, my pink underwear (panties), so much so that I sit with my legs open to my big crotch, as if I were a relaxing boy student.

In keeping with such an open leg movement, Nash sets Makina's body on fire with a cool face, keeping her straight forward as if she were a class enthusiastic student. I thought I was gently stroking my thighs, and I started rubbing them boldly and hard with munyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

"Hih ♥ Hin ♥"

The feeling of being caressed my thighs makes me almost yoga by forgetting that I'm in class.

I try to close my legs out of such fear, but when I try to be at least a little inner crotch, I get a guttural grip on my munchkin's thigh, as if Nash were silently ordering me not to "run away". With a man's grip, he grabbed his soft thigh... ♥ ♥ ♥ and opened his leg again, mindfully, and he regarded his skin as gentle again with the gesture of stroking the head of an obedient dog.

And gradually the gesture was even more 'up' than the thigh - the hand broke into the skirt and even began to stroke the base of the foot

"Mm ♥ ♥ ha- ♥ ya... ♥ ooh... ♥"

I was stroked inside my munchy thighs, and the V-line around my groin was whisked with four fingers other than my thumb.

A woman who doesn't look different. Even though she is caressed with the technique of a familiar player (Yaritin) and isn't touched on her chest, buttocks, nipples or clitoris, her horny prints react strongly and her love fluids seep out of her vaginal mouth so much that she wets her underwear slightly.

And Nash, like a magician, inserted the little 'something' in his hand where he had hidden it, with his fingers in his vagina...... ♥.

"Huh!? ♥"

I wondered if they would wiggle her vagina with their fingers and caress her (hand man), but Nash's fingers quickly went away and even stopped stroking her thighs.

But the 'foreign body' that remains in the vagina remains intact, and Makina is attacked by anxiety and fear even as she exasperates.

What the hell did you put in it? It is about the size of a pebble and has a rounded oval. I feel stiff, but the surface is covered with something of a material resembling the soft skin of a poison frog, with little pain or discomfort.

"Bye, Makina. Can you read it from the next page?

"Ha, ha..."

As I was putting my thoughts around 'something' in my vagina, my instructor Wiles instructed me to read out the contents of the textbook. I'm curious about what Nash put in, but if you're up and reading the textbook, you shouldn't be able to literally get 'hands' on your feet and thighs.

Once you can feel safe escaping Nash's caress, take a textbook and stand on the spot and start reading the contents -.

"To use the theorem of Joseph the Great Sage and seek a change in the mass of an object when infused with magic, huh!? ♥"

- Immediately after the 'foreign body' vibrated into small pieces in her vagina, Makina raised her bare voice.

"... what's wrong?

"Yes, what... Anything at all, blame... ♥ su, swimmer... ♥"

Wiles looked strange and the other classmates were surprised for a moment at what was going on, but as soon as Makina deluded herself and started reading the textbook again, she began to focus again on the lecture.

But I can't just concentrate on Makina with her face turned bright red. I couldn't have done it either. Because foreign bodies in the vagina are still buzzing now ♥ buzzing ♥ buzzing...... mmm ♥ ♥ ♥ vibrating into small pieces and continue to irritate the vagina.

(Ko, what is this...... ♥ ♥)

A great deal of consideration was given to what Nash put in his vagina after an earlier thigh caress.

"Vibrator" was introduced by coal miner and former rapist Cortra at a mining site in Volcano Wells. Massage tool with Poison Frog skin on a rock that vibrates when magic is applied.

Nash put it in his vagina, a kind of thing. I assumed it was an ultra-compact vibration device (rotor).

"If the mass is heavier due to the infusion of magic, first of all, its magic user, noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

But when I found out who I was, there was nothing I could do about Makina.

When I'm reading a textbook, the rotor vibrates at an irregular, totally unexpected time ♥ and I'm not at the reading end of the book.

But soon the vibration stopped, and her vagina trembled again at the arrow tip, which she relieved and tried to read again. Nash's magic, Nash's judgment determines whether or not he vibrates, so Machina has no idea when to vibrate or when to be prepared to endure.

Fallen completely in his hands in that way, both wet vaginas and esthetic princess sketchy bodies had been treated as toys that crushed their free time during lectures.

"Ko, apply this theory, ♥ Yikes ♥ Yikes, in some areas, hmm ♥ e.g. heavy doors that won't open unless you inject magic, etc., ooh ♥"

"... are you okay, Mr. Machina? Is something wrong?

Wiles turns a worrying eye to Makina, who hasn't disturbed her concentration and the Luke has not turned.

"Well, I'm fine... ♥ Shh, I'm a little sleepless... ♥ ♥"

Somehow pretend to be calm and desperately keep reading the text.

But in the "Never Be Icky Situation," which is in class, it is caressed vaginally by the remote manipulation of magic. The nipples are erected in the bin, and the clitoris also has a collection of excitement and blood that makes them stiff, so much so that the love liquid drips down to the inside of the thigh where they were rubbed, that the slutty, temperamental dosquevebody is exasperated.

"Wow..."

"Phew ♥ Phew ♥ ku, ugh...... phew"

But Nash at the time of making himself that way, without changing his expression at all, is making sure that his nails are stretched or greatly stretched.

Pretending to be completely uninterested in herself, she manipulates magic and rubs the mystery of the maiden. While I felt anger and anger at such despicable behavior - the temperamental 16-year-old titty princess of a female pig who aspired to be abused was feeling so physically pleasant that she was likely to tide with a grand tide even during class.

In the vagina, oval shaped, bird-egg-like pebbles wrapped in soft skin keep shaking like ♥ buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Just say," Unless you inject magic, ooh, ooh, ooh. "

"... hey, I've already read it there"

To Makina, who started trying to read the same line, Aerica, next to me in the left seat, follows me in a whisper.

But without even being able to thank Erica for showing such kindness, Makina kept reading the textbook with her back teeth beeping at the creepy goodness she could give from Nash, shaking her lower body with a trembling magic prop (rotor) in her vagina ♥ bickering ♥ and wetting her vaginal mouth and inner thigh into the bishop so much that she wondered if she had incontinence.

(Yikes ♥ Yikes ♥ In Limits ♥ Yikes, Yikes ♥)

He sent his gaze towards the flickering and right neighbor Nash, and now he's at his limit, and he complains with his eyes that he should stop, but Nash was just using a mirror reflex to observe Makina and smile slightly less mean.

(Crazy. ♥ In class. ♥ In class. ♥ In front of a teacher or student. ♥ Ik. ♥ Ik. Ugh. ♥ ♥ ♥)

- And Makina blows and acts in the classroom, just before that.

Nash stopped supplying magic and the rotor in his vagina stopped perfectly.

"... the above, derived by Joseph the Great Sage, is official, there is... eh ♥"

"Hi, thank you, Mr. Makina. If you don't seem well, you should talk to Dr. Smilena later. Well, let's do a quick quiz using this formula..."

One step ahead of the summit, the vaginal caress by the vibrating demonic props stopped and I managed to read through the textbook.

It was in front of the end of everything exposed to insanity, but it was an end of life cliff, but apparently Nash wasn't that outrageous.

But when I feel angry at him, and at the same time slightly unboiled dissatisfaction by being 'oazqued', I try to take a seat with a sigh of relief -.

No, no, no, no, no. Come on. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

"Huh.................................................................................................................................."

At the time I finished reading the textbook, at the halfway point when I bent my knee to sit in a chair, the rotor in my vagina showed the best vibration I had ever seen.

Trembling vagina. brain boiling by pleasure. Remaining in a sitting position as if he had stuck his butt out, Makina was buzzing in her underwear ♥ ♥ pussy...... ♥ ♥ ♥ and shook her big butt and munchkin thighs guzzling ♥ freaking ♥ bickering! ♥ without any other student besides Nash knowing.

"Huh... GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!! ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥"

I get drunk at the top of my pleasure cramping my ankles, thinking I was really good in the back seat.

He leaned down on his face and kept his face hidden with long blonde hair, but his expression had a sketchy face that was swinging with pleasure by ACME, and he could put up with loud noises and squeaky voices, but tears and runny noses dripped.

It was painfully glowing that the horny crest was daytime, to the kind of pleasure Nash had driven me crazy in a despicable way, but had never experienced before.

And Nash kept staring at his lower abdomen, engraved with such horny marks, with a net gaze.