Suzumiya Haruhi Kink Meme (third edition)
This kink meme combined all the old prompts and fills posted on the two previous memes, plus the genderbent meme.
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When I find myself in situations like this I can’t help but wonder how the hell I’ve got myself into this kind of mess. It’s a pleasant spring day, a Sunday, I shouldn’t even be here, I should be at home! But I am here, in the clubroom. Haruhi is sat on the table, her skirt riding up her thigh, jacket thrown behind her and her t-shirt skewed slightly so a flash of her midriff is showing. Her hair is in a ponytail. In itself, that’s all pretty good. I mean, it all looks good for me.
Across from me, Koyazumi. He has that same insufferably smug smile on his face he always has. Any other circumstance and I’d want to punch him but not right now. Not when I’d been met on entering the room by a flurry of hands and lips. Not when he’s still clutching my hand, and I know the reason Haruhi’s shirt is sweked is because I’ve been fondling her breasts.
She leans back, sighing, and we both turn to face her, it’s as if we’re puppies awaiting orders. She swings her legs for a second, then toes of her sneakers, letting them fall to the floor.
“What are you two waiting for?” she asks, her tone irritated, “I’m just cooling down for a second, don’t wait for me!”
Koyazumi didn’t wait for her. The words were barely out of her mouth and his lips were on mine again. Some distant part of my mind was telling me I aught to protest, aught to try and change the situation somehow so it was Haruhi I was kissing, but a bigger part of me didn’t seem to give a shit.
Yes, he could be an annoying bastard, but he wasn’t hard on the eyes, and he did this thing with his tongue…and his hand…
He finally stopped kissing me, pulling back a little with a pleased look on his face and I couldn’t help but glower at him. I threw a look at Haruhi quickly, thinking to beg her to get over here and end this madness, but as soon as I saw her I noticed the gleam in her eyes and I knew I’d lost the battle.
“Itsuki, strip him!” He didn’t need telling twice, his fingers were already teasing the buttons of the shirt I was wearing. He parasitically tore the thing of me, letting it drop to the floor and hooking his fingers into the waist band of my trousers. Before I could protest he lent over and pressed his mouth to my nipple, sucking it lightly then biting. I was too distracted to even notice him undo my trousers, then they were around my ankles, my boxers following soon after.
Enough was enough.
I made a grab for his wrist and caught it easily, pushing him away, then leaning down to pull my shoes and socks of and kick away my trousers until I stood naked. For a second I was terrified that it would end there, with my stood awkwardly naked between them, but I couldn’t let it, not yet.
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It was easy to get him out of his trousers.
I glanced over my shoulder at Haruhi to find that she’d discarded her panties, leaving them lying on the ground by her feet, and had a hand under her skirt, the other gripping her breast. I got hard right away, looking at her like that. I’d have to be an idiot not to.
Then my attention was brought right back to the task at hand as Koyazumi wrapped his hand around me. Shit. I’d never had anyone touch me like that before, not that I hadn’t touched myself enough, but never anyone else, and fuck it was different. I heard Haruhi call another order though I couldn’t make it out over the pounding in my ears, then I was being pushed backwards, into the table next to her. I let him push me, falling back gladly.
My back had hardly hit the table when Haruhi was there, straddling me and leaning over, first kissing me then moving up so her breasts were in my face, all the while Koyazumi’s hand still on me. How the hell am I meant to think like that? I reached up, grabbing a breast in each hand and squeezing gently just to hear her groan, then turning my head so I can take one into my mouth and suck it.
I don’t know how he timed it but the exact moment I did that, Koyazumi took me into his mouth.
I’m never going to say anything bad about that guy’s mouth again, he can do whatever he wants with it.
I let go and Haruhi’s nipple and strained my neck to look at her. Her face was flushed and her lips were open, her breath coming in gasps. She was obviously close, and so was I. From the noises Koyakumi was making around me I guessed he was too, he must have been touching himself while he touched me.
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I couldn’t take much more, lying there on the table, Koyazumi’s mouth round my cock, Haruhi lying over my touching herself, her breasts in my face. I came and I came hard, harder then I’d ever been able to make myself come, or ever would. It was the best orgasm in the world.
We wound down slowly, Haruhi rolling of me to lie on the table, panting in a self-satisfied way, Koyazumi moving to rest his head against my thigh, his hand still gripping mine. It was, weird. Really weird. This is not the way for a normal high school student to spend their Sunday. Even having normal sex would be odd under these circumstances, but this was hardly normal, teenage sex. But fuck if it didn’t feel good and I would do it again in a second. Absently I squeezed Koyazumi’s hand, then a second later he squeezed mine back, pressing a hesitant kiss to my thigh. In a minute we were going to have to move and act natural, things like this couldn’t happen again, it was a once-in-a-lifetime kind of thing.
“Hey guys,” Haruhi said finally, while I was still too blown away to even muster up a frown for her, “Next, I’m in the middle, we’re going to have to get some lube from somewhere. Then I was thinking we could use the costumes, we might as well make use of the club’s resources…”
That was when I realised my life was about to become immensely more complicated.
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