Sayori giggled, not moving her thighs from astride your face.
“Hey! I was sitting there,” she noted playfully while pushing herself back up so that she was more in a kneeling position. She tilted her head over her shoulder to gaze down at you with a playful smile stretched across her face. Her blue eyes sparkled with a goofy but mischievous glee. Her panties were in plain sight, curvy rear threatening to rejoin you. She moved to lower herself back down, but now that you weren’t being ambushed, you were able to turn your head and push your hands up to try to avoid Sayori using your face as a cushion again.
“Sayori stop, I don’t want your butt in my face anymore.”
“So you’re saying you did want my butt on your face before?”
Your neighbor leaned down, sitting on your hands, which you’d brought up as an extra layer between your face and her soft, cotton underwear. Sayori was giggling wildly now as she brought her hands down to yours to try to move them out of the way. It was a loud affair. Without meaning to, your little scuffle had gotten the attention of the other girls, who were all watching the struggle curiously.
*C’mon MC. Heehee. All the chairs here are so uncomfy, and your face is so soft. Be a good neighbor and let me sit on it!”
Her hands gripped around your wrists and she did successfully pull them away. She tried to claim victory by bringing her weight down, but she hadn’t managed to turn your face up, so her cheeks jiggled against your cheek.
“Will you two just shut up? I can’t read my manga with you two acting like stupid children.”
You were startled by the sudden outburst from Natsuki, as well as how close she sounded. Not that she’d exactly needed to be stealthy to catch you two off guard. Still though, you couldn’t help but be a little annoyed. All you were trying to do was make sure your face didn’t get sat on.
“Hey Natsuki. Help me hold down MC. He’s a fighter.”
You took a chance and, as quickly as you possibly could, turned your head to look up at Natsuki. She was standing about a foot away from the two of you. Her pink eyes met yours for a brief moment, and you could have sworn you saw a brief glimpse of hunger. But quick as a flash she turned her attention back to Sayori.
“No. Of course he doesn’t want your smelly butt on his face. Eww. I bet you didn’t even shower this morning.”
Sayori was completely unphased by the comment.
“But he’s so comfy. Watch. Take a seat!”
Sayori reached her arms out to the small girl, moving up to her knees and giving you a little space away from her ass. Sayori took hold of the small arm and giggle more as she gave the girl a big tug. Natsuki pushed back, having enough just enough leverage not to be dragged in by her upperclassmen. Determined, Sayori stood up so that she could drag Natsuki down. This worked as intended, and the two young women crashed down on top of you. You were left winded as both of their bodies fell on top of you.
How does this turn out?
1) Once she’s seated on you. Natsuki becomes much more amenable to this. Natsuki helps Sayori move your face up and then they both sit on you with their combined weight while they both read.
2) Natsuki is mad at Sayori for making her fall. The two wrestle, completely forgetting about you.
3) Somehow the other two girls are dragged into the fray. Of course, you’re still at the bottom of the pile.
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