I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 48: Switch

"W-What are you doing, S-Saonji-san?" Kouhei's voice came out in a strained whisper, barely managing to keep the tremor out of it.

"Shhh…" Hina leaned in close, her lips curling into a sly smile that was equal parts alluring and terrifying. That expression was so unlike her usual cold demeanor, it left him reeling. Kouhei had never seen her smile before, not even once. But now? That wicked curve of her lips was etched into his brain, her confidence almost predatory.

Did I flick her switch or something? he thought. That had to be it. There was no other explanation. After all, Hina was a succubus. And from what he'd gathered through endless hours playing eroges, succubi were dangerous, seductive, and, most of all, sadistic.

"B-But Saonji-san," he stammered. "Don't you think this is a little risky? There are people all around us. We could—"

Before he could finish, Hina leaned in even closer, her warm breath brushing against his ear as she whispered, "Don't worry. Their attention is all on the teacher right now."

Her voice was low, smooth, and dripping with confidence, making his stomach churn in a mix of panic and arousal. She wasn't wrong either. They were seated at the very back of the classroom, near the window—the kind of seat where the protagonist of a story always sat. Unless someone deliberately turned to look, no one would notice them.

"Amemiya-sensei's going to catch us," he muttered weakly, hoping to reason with her.

"You don't have to worry about her either," Hina replied without hesitation, her tone as calm as ever.

Kouhei's eyes flicked to the front of the room. Sure enough, the teacher was engrossed in her lesson, her back turned as she scribbled something on the board. No one was paying attention to them. Yet the realization didn't bring him relief—not when he felt the subtle tug of his zipper being pulled down.

Hina worked slowly, almost teasingly, her fingers precise as she drew the zipper down inch by inch. Kouhei's breath hitched sharply, his body betraying him in the worst way possible. His cock strained against his underwear, throbbing with undeniable arousal.

Why the hell am I hard right now? he thought desperately. But there was no denying the truth—his dick was rock-hard, and the thrill of the situation only made it worse.

Her hand slid into his pants, her fingers brushing against him through the thin fabric of his underwear. The touch sent jolts of electricity racing through his body. Hina's smirk deepened as she pulled his underwear down, freeing him completely. Kouhei didn't even attempt to stop her.

I don't know what she's thinking, but…, I can't lie to myself. I'm turned on as hell.

The rational part of him screamed that this was insane, but the rest of him? It reveled in the forbidden thrill of it. Having someone as gorgeous as Hina do something like this, especially in such a risky situation, was a heady kind of pleasure he'd never imagined.

Am I an exhibitionist? The thought flitted through his mind briefly before he dismissed it. No, he wasn't into public humiliation or degradation. But this? This was something else entirely.

Hina's fingers wrapped around his member, her grip firm yet gentle. She began stroking him slowly, her movements deliberate, the soft glide of her hand against his shaft making his breath hitch.

"S-Saonji-san…" he murmured, his voice a strained whisper as she continued to jerk him off under the desk.

All around them, the classroom carried on as if nothing was happening. Conversations hummed, the scratching of pens against paper filled the air, and Amemiya-sensei continued her lecture at the front. No one had any idea what was unfolding in the far corner.

Kouhei's toes curled in his shoes, his entire body tensing as waves of pleasure coursed through him. It was wrong—so wrong—but it felt incredible. That sly, teasing smile stayed firmly in place, making it clear she was enjoying this just as much as he was.

Her switch had really been flipped!

After a while, Kouhei's body tensed, his breath catching as the intense buildup finally hit its peak. He couldn't hold back any longer, his cock throbbing as thick, hot spurts of cum shot out in powerful bursts. The sensation overwhelmed him and his mind blanked for a moment. Sperm arced through the air, the sticky fluid gleaming before landing perfectly in Hina's hands.

"It'd be bad if some spilled," she said softly. With practiced ease, she used her fingers to scoop the semen from his twitching shaft. Then, without hesitation, she brought the viscous fluid to her lips, her tongue darting out to taste it.

Kouhei's chest heaved as he watched, unable to look away. The way she drank his cum was maddeningly lewd—her throat moving as she swallowed, the faint sheen left on her lips before her tongue flicked out again to clean up every last drop. His face burned with embarrassment, but his cock twitched again, betraying how aroused he still was.

This was dangerous—too dangerous.

***

Kouhei thought things would settle after lunch, but Hina had other plans.

"I want to go to the library," she said. "Can we?"

He blinked, glancing at the time. There was still a while before they needed to be anywhere, and with exams around the corner, heading to the library wasn't unusual. He nodded, and they made their way there together.

The library was quiet, the air thick with the scent of aged paper and wood polish. Only a few students lingered, their heads bent over their books. Hina chose a table tucked away in the corner, out of sight from most of the room. It felt secluded, almost too perfect, but Kouhei didn't question it. Something about the choice felt natural, even if the tension in his chest grew heavier with each step.

"Are you planning to study, Saonji-san?" Kouhei asked.

"Yes." she replied. "Term exams are right around the corner, so I figured I should too."

Even though she was a succubus who had lived for decades, it seemed she still took studying seriously. He admired that about her.

"Well, let's get started."

For a while, the only sounds were the faint scratch of pencils on paper and the steady ticking of the library's clock. Kouhei tried to focus, but his mind kept wandering. The subtle scent of Hina's perfume lingered in the air, and the soft rustling of her movements only made it harder to concentrate.

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One by one, the other students began leaving. Footsteps echoed softly as the library grew emptier.

Kouhei's breathing grew uneven, his chest tightening. His pencil faltered in his grip, and he stole a glance at Hina. She was still working, her gaze fixed on the paper in front of her, but her movements were slower now, almost hesitant.

Another person exited, the door clicking softly behind them.

Hina's hand stilled, her pencil hovering above the page. A faint darkness clouded her vision, and she blinked as if trying to clear it.

Kouhei swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. Heat spread through his body. Memories of last night flooded his mind.

The door clicked again as another person left.

Their eyes met. Neither of them spoke, but the charged silence between them said everything. The pounding in their chests, the heat coursing through their veins. It was all too familiar, and it was impossible to ignore.

Hina's hand slid down to Kouhei's crotch, her fingers rubbing against the bulge in his pants with pressure.

"S-Saonji-san?" he stuttered.

"Shhh! We're in the library, you know. Be quiet, Okumura Kouhei," Hina murmured, pressing a finger to her glossy lips.

His gaze locked onto her lips, their soft curve and inviting sheen captivating him. Even as she hushed him, there was a teasing allure in her expression that made his pulse race uncontrollably.

Before Kouhei could process what was happening, their actions spiraled beyond control. They found themselves in a secluded corner of the library, hidden from prying eyes. Hina's back pressed against a tall bookshelf, her panties pulled aside to expose her glistening pussy. Kouhei's cock thrust into her slick, hot entrance, his hands gripping her thighs as he raised one of her legs for deeper access.

"Hnnn… haa… haa…"

Hina's soft moans escaped her lips, her breath hitching with every movement. Kouhei's hips drove forward instinctively, his cock plunging into her over and over, the wet sounds of their joining mingling with the faint creak of the shelf.

"S-Saonji-san, please lower your voice… Otherwise, someone might hear you," he whispered.

"Everyone's busy with their studies…" Hina panted. She pulled him into a searing kiss, their tongues entwining as the heat between them intensified. Breaking away, she licked her lips before continuing, "So stop worrying and just focus… on having sex…!"

"Under… stood…!"

At her words, Kouhei's hesitation shattered. His thrusts became harder, faster, the wet slap of their bodies filling the air. Hina's nails dug into his shoulders as she clung to him, biting her lip to suppress the cries threatening to spill out.

"Hnnn… hnnn… hhhhn…!"

Her pussy tightened around his cock with every thrust, her body trembling as waves of pleasure coursed through her. The heat and tightness overwhelmed him, and Kouhei felt his climax building uncontrollably.

"Haaaaahhh…!"

With a final, deep thrust, he came, his cock pulsing as thick spurts of cum filled her. The sensation made Hina moan louder, her voice echoing softly in the quiet corner.

"Aaaaahhhhhnnnnn…~!!!"

When Kouhei pulled out, the aftermath was obvious. His cum dripped from her swollen pussy, trailing down her thighs before pooling onto the floor below them in thick, creamy drops. Both of them were left panting, their bodies slick with sweat as they tried to steady themselves in the quiet corner of the library.