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If anyone were to ask where Nejire spent her Friday nights off, she
certainly wouldn’t admit it was a sex parlor. A filthy place where
only the most depraved of people came. Someplace a hero would never
set foot in, let alone think about working at!

Or that’s what everyone would say.
No, Nejire didn’t come down to the “Love Shack” because she
needed money. No, she came down every Friday night like clockwork
just for fun.

Humming to herself, Nejire happily
tossed her hero uniform to the side. The room was small with flimsy
wood panel walls, and noises echoed horribly loud. Every thump, moan
and groan was amplified in the tiny space.

Carefully, she pulled herself onto the
flat wooden slab that she called her bed. It was hard as a rock, and
only offered a small cushion for neck support. The wood was stained,
and smelled slightly, but Nejire loved it. This was where she felt
most comfortable.

The wooden slab protruded through the
wall of the room. The hole was covered by a mesh netting that could
only be pushed outwards, not in, affording her all the privacy she
needed. If word got out that a hero like her was doing something so
dirty…her career would be over.

Slipping her legs through the hole,
she wiggled her hips down, resting her ass on a curved in slot.
Expertly, she tossed her legs up into the stirrups without anyone to
guide her. She’d been there enough, she could do this blindfolded.

Impatiently, she waited. The room
naturally had no windows, or anyway she could see out, so Nejire had
no idea who would be coming by, or when. Footsteps thudded by a few
times, and she could hear muffled moans coming from the room next to
hers.

Closing her eyes, she began to bounce
her foot in boredom. Nejire hated waiting.

Suddenly, a large hand wrapped around
her thigh. The man on the other side gave it a tight squeeze.

“What’s your name sugar?” he
growled, but Nejire only gave a playful hum.

“Hmmm~”

“Really? No answer? You think you’re
to good to be here? To good to have your name run through the dirty?”
she hummed again, bouncing her foot once more.

“I’m not paying to be ignored.”
he warned, but Nejire only gave another hum. People like him were fun
to piss off.

“Haughty bitch. How many fucking
diseases do you even have?” she rolled her eyes.

“Bet you can’t even handle my
cock.” Nejire was getting annoyed. All this talk and no action
wasn’t fun.

“Whatever, I can find someone better
than you.” she heard him walk away, and sighed. That type of person
always irritated her. Why pay to come into a sex parlor only to
insult the girls and walk away? At least put your money where your
mouth is.

Only a few seconds later, she feels
gentle fingers trail up her thigh.

“Y…you’ve got real pretty legs.”
he sounded nervous, and Nejire giggled. “A real pretty laugh
too…” he took a breath, as if trying to gather his nerves.

“C-can I ask what your name is?”

“Hmmm…” a low hum.

“I…I see…guess you probably
don’t want people knowing that, huh?” his voice…was far to
familiar.

“Y-you’re r-really ok with this?”
a fingertip pressed into her cunt, and she gave an excited hum. If
this was really who she thought it was…she would gladly take him.

“I…I’ve never done anything like
this before.” he said, as if he needed to give an explanation. “My
friend…he visited a place like this when h-he was out of
t-town…wanted to t-take me to one…” she could hear the tension
rising in his voice.

“God…I hope no one finds out I did
this…” grinning like the Cheshire cat, Nejire feels him press the
tip of his cock to her entrance.

“You’re w-wet alright…You
r-really do like t-this huh?”

“Hmm~!” he gave a weak chuckle.
“Good…I wouldn’t want to…not if you didn’t.” he was truly
a sweetheart. She closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath. Slowly,
he pushed into her. The man was clearly inexperienced and unsure, but
Nejire didn’t mind at all. No for him.

“Ah…so tight…” she giggled,
giving her hips a wiggle. His hands were clutching tightly to her
thighs as he began at a timid pace.

“Hmm~!” her chipper humming gave
the man more courage. His pace began to pick up, fingernails digging
into her thighs. Nejire let her head loll back, tiny, needed moans
slipping past her lips. He was better than she expected.

“A…ah fuck…” he mumbled,
slamming into her without any restraint. Her back arched, and try as
she might, a high pitch moan ripped from her throat.

The man’s breathing began sharper,
quicker. He wasn’t going to last long, the inexperienced ones never
do.

“F..fuck…d…do I cu-cum in you?”
she held back a laugh, knowing full well it would give her away.
Before she could give him any indication however, she felt his weight
slump forward. His cum filling her up and dripping out onto the
wooden bed.

“S..shit…fuck…” he grumbled,
quickly pulling out of her. It felt Nejire feeling empty, and she
gave a needy whine.

“S..sorry it was s-so quick…My
first…never mind…” he sounded dejected. She wanted to comfort
him, to tell him it was alright. She had totally had shorter ones
before. Some guys came just by looking at her.

“Heyyy~ Did you enjoy it?” another
voice, and Nejire knew for certain who it was.

“Yeah…She…was really good.”
Nejire had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. She really had
just taken her best friends virginity.

“Awesome~ Maybe I’ll give her a go
next~”

“Don’t…that’s just weird…”

“Relax a little Tamaki, that’s
what places like this are for!” Tamaki groaned.

“You know Mirio…she sounds a lot
like Nejire…”