Chapter 30

The air was heavy with the beat, and their movements were a testament to their skill and practice. But it was more than just their technical prowess that held me captive – it was the raw sensuality that emanated from every step, every gesture.

My body responded instinctively, my penis twitching with anticipation as the dancer’s hips swiveled and her legs stretched out in a tantalizing display of flexibility.

When she leaned against the pole, her leg extended high above her head, and her body arched in a provocative pose, I felt a primal urge to rush forward and claim her.

The desire was almost overwhelming, a visceral response to the blatant invitation she seemed to be extending.

“Ugh ... I want to see it up close,” I muttered, my voice barely audible over the pounding music.

As if sensing my hunger, the women from the red team sauntered over to our side, their eyes locked on me with a knowing glint.

They began to dance, their bodies weaving in and out of each other in a deliberate provocation.

I couldn’t help but feel a surge of gratitude at the spectacle unfolding before me. “If it’s this kind of provocation, then it’s a complete thank you! A Big Thank you!” I exclaimed, my words tumbling out in a fervent expression of appreciation.

And then, as if fate had conspired to bring us together, Airi Grace stood before me, her body a vision of loveliness. I swallowed hard, my throat dry with anticipation, and adjusted my posture to get a better look.

Airi’s smile was a revelation – a lewd and decadent curve of her lips that seemed to belie her innocent face. Her breasts were a lush, inviting expanse of flesh, her nipples pink and tantalizing. Her abdomen was flat and toned, her pubic hair neatly groomed in a subtle invitation.

As I gazed upon Airi’s body, my penis stirred once more, rising to a half-erect state that seemed to throb with anticipation. I felt my breath catch in my throat, my chest heaving with desire.

“Haah. Haah...” she panted, her voice a ragged whisper of longing.

As she released a series of sultry breaths, her slender fingers grasped the pole firmly, securing it to the ground before she began to dance.

The fluid movements of her body seemed to hypnotize me, and I felt an intense stirring within. Each time her delicate hand swept across the pole, the sensation was akin to her stroking my swollen penis, sending shivers down my spine.

The moment her tongue darted out to lick the pole, the feeling transformed into a tantalizing caress, as if her tongue was lavishing attention on my most intimate areas.

Airi’s seductive dance continued to weave its spell, and my arousal grew, my penis expanding to its limits, straining against the confines of my clothing.

The more she danced, the more I felt my control slipping, my desire for her escalating to dizzying heights.

“...?!”

Airi’s eyes widened in surprise as she took in the sight of my fully erect penis, but her initial shock soon gave way to a sly smile that curled the corners of her mouth.

Her dance changed in an instant, the movements becoming more pronounced, more deliberate.

With both hands grasping the pole, she arched her upper body, thrusting her buttocks towards me in a perfect imitation of the doggy-style position.

The sight was almost too much to bear, her vagina and anus exposed, tantalizing me with their proximity.

As she moved her buttocks from side to side, teasing me with the promise of forbidden pleasure, I caught sight of a small black spot on her left labia, and my gaze was drawn to the delicate pink petals, glistening with the evidence of her own arousal.

The tightly closed, chrysanthemum-shaped anus was a sight to behold, its very innocence only adding to the allure.

‘Fuck...!’

I cursed inwardly, my frustration and desire warring for dominance.

The urge to grab her waist and plunge into her vagina was almost overwhelming, but I knew I had to restrain myself.

Giving in to my baser instincts would be a breach of etiquette, and I couldn’t afford to risk being expelled from the sports festival.

My goal was to savor every moment of this experience, to indulge in the delights on offer, and ultimately, to claim Airi as my own.