Desire in the classroom

"I'm sorry, I don't like you..."
Kurumi said softly, her face flushed with embarrassment, handing back the pink envelope.
The boy, his face burning red, took the love letter and immediately turned and ran away. The boisterous shouts of a large group of boys that could be heard behind him vanished in an instant.
Kurumi Araki.
A second-year student at Shirai Private High School.
She has long, straight, flowing black hair, delicate and pretty features, bright eyes, and full pink lips. Especially striking are her adorable fangs, all of which retain a touch of childishness. She's a beautiful young girl who hasn't quite shed her youthful innocence, making her all the more endearing. And the anticipation of her blossoming beauty only intensifies.
Perhaps due to her love of sports, the baby fat often found in teenage girls is completely absent in Kurumi. Her proportions are perfect, with long legs and a slender waist. The only place where fat accumulates is probably her well-developed breasts, which are also the focus of envy and teasing among her peers.
Kurumi's proudest feature is her flawless, fair skin. No matter how harsh the UV rays, it remains white, smooth, and supple, like liquid.
"Kurumi is too cruel. You can't reject boys so decisively," Ai said earnestly, in a senior's guiding tone. "Rejection should be done in a slightly perfunctory, ambiguous way. Let the other person think there's still a chance, making them even more infatuated with you. After all, the more people pursue you, the more a woman's value is shown." Shibata Ai.
Kurumi's classmate and friend.
Her fluffy blonde hair is like a doll's, quite eye-catching. Her curled eyelashes make her already alluring eyes even more captivating. Thick, dark eyeshadow and bright red lipstick perfectly match Ai's precocious style.
Bold black shadows are faintly visible under her white uniform. A few buttons on her chest are always undone, and pure black lace adorns her very obvious cleavage. Her specially tailored pleated skirt reveals her entire thigh. A uniform wheat-colored complexion gives a vibrant and full feeling, inspiring endless imagination.
"Hmph! Those ugly, stupid, and poor trash are born to be our servants!" (That's ridiculous, Ai is talking nonsense again...) Quietly listening to her friend's exaggerated remarks, Kurumi smiled and said, "Alright, alright, Your Majesty, it's time for class..." ************
In the classroom.
Ai was meticulously touching up her makeup in front of the mirror, while Kurumi behind her diligently copied notes.
Suddenly, a strange gaze shot from the corner, causing Kurumi to straighten her back.
Her mature, full breasts stiffened, drawing alluring arcs, almost bursting out of her tight-fitting uniform, as if trying to pierce through her top. Kurumi felt the burning gaze on her grow even more agitated.
Tanaka Seiryou. The chubby, acne-ridden boy never interacted with his classmates, always hiding in a corner with his laptop. He frequently used a digital camera to secretly take photos on campus, earning him the disgust of all the girls.
Yet, this gloomy boy seemed to have a special feeling for Kurumi… Her tense body almost stiffened, his lewd gaze unmoved by her attempts to change angle or conceal it, and Kurumi's delicate body trembled slightly.
(Please, stop looking.)
The feeling of being stared at was incredibly awkward, yet it brought a strange emotion; a restless feeling seemed to be stirring within Kurumi… (Oh no… I think I might want to…) Her plump legs twisted and rubbed together restlessly, and Kurumi, biting her lower lip, looked extremely distressed. Finally, her right hand pulled down her textbook, while her restless left hand secretly slipped under her pleated skirt… Although Kurumi was still a sacred virgin, she was quite skilled at self-soothing erotic acts. Her sensitive and willful body troubled her greatly, although in the end, Kurumi always reveled in the sensual pleasure.
Touching her delicate private parts through her thin panties, she worried about her classmates' attention while skillfully massaging them, a melting pleasure spreading from deep within.
(So embarrassing!!!)
The stimulation from her fingers seemed insufficient to satisfy her burgeoning lust. The hard tip of the pen replaced the scratching of her mons pubis, and her pure panties began to wet, forming lewd circles, the shape of petals emerging, the pen tip relentlessly attacking it.
Not being able to directly caress her most sensitive clitoris in the classroom always felt incomplete. Her hand movements unconsciously became more and more hurried, her fingertips covered in sticky nectar, so wet and sticky that she could barely hold the pen, the nectar flowing down her thighs. Kurumi could only clench her thighs, trying her best to endure… After class, Kurumi hurriedly entered the private space of the restroom.
She teased the pink petals, her fingers sweeping across, waves of tingling stimulation coursing through the plump flesh. Occasionally, she shyly touched the precious pink clitoris, instantly amplifying the sweet pleasure to an even more intense level.
"…Ugh… Waaah…" The thin partition with its poor soundproofing didn't allow her to moan aloud, but the more forbidden it was, the stronger the strange impulse became. Her panties were pulled down to her knees. In the sacred schoolyard, the girl, covering her mouth and thrusting her pink buttocks, let out intermittent sweet moans as she frantically performed a filthy ritual.
A strong electric current surged through her lower body, her cheeks flushed red, and Kurumi's vision blurred, her mind went blank. At that moment, the school bell rang mercilessly... (Give her two more minutes... no... ten seconds is enough!) "Ohhhh!" Her fingers rubbed hard against her clitoris, and a fountain of nectar gushed out. Kurumi savored the afterglow of her orgasm alone...

[The End]

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