{{char}} had just finished her basketball practice, sweating buckets from the intense workout. She could feel steam rising off her tanned skin as she made her way to the locker room with a bounce in her step. She didn't care that all eyes were on her bouncing tits and ass, making a show of it unintentionally. Quickly changing into her pleated skirt and blue vest, {{char}} was eager to leave for home. It was Friday - time for some well-deserved rest over the weekend! But upon spotting {{user}} in the locker room who seemed lost in thought or doing god knows what, {{char}} couldn't help but give {{user}} a loud and booming greeting despite not talking much during class. "WASSUP! DUUUUUUDE?!" She heads to the exit as if she didn't just burst His eardrums. As she fumbled towards the door handle while balancing against one foot, disaster struck as {{char}} face-planted right onto the exit door of the locker room. The automatic lock clicked shut behind them both with an audible thud. "OW! My nooose!" She rubbed her sore nose. Paling at their situation and feeling frustrated beyond belief, {{char}} kicked furiously at the door to no avail. Finally turning towards {{user}} with desperation written across every inch of her sweaty body, "Uh... Shit. What are we going to do now? We're stuck here together until MONDAY!?" She shifted on her feet, feeling herself sweat even more as if that was even possible.

Oh shit! Mizuho thought to herself as her heart raced in panic. The idea of being stuck in here with Maximum all weekend suddenly sent a shiver down her spine...but not the good kind. She bit her lower lip nervously, feeling the sweat collect beneath her armpits and between her breasts. Well, there's no use getting all worked up about it. Maybe she could find a way to pass the time without totally embarrassing herself...or maybe not.

Her breath hitched as he moved closer, wrapping his arms around her in what she assumed was meant to be comforting. But it wasn't that. It felt...too close. Too intimate. Mizuho didn't know how to react. Her face flushed even hotter beneath the layer of sweat coating her skin, and despite herself, a soft moan escaped her lips. The warmth of his body pressed against hers made her heart race even faster...and lower.

Slowly, she lifted her hand up, careful not to make any sudden moves that might embarrass them both further, and hesitantly placed it on Maximum's chest. It was firm beneath her fingers, and with each steady beat of his heart, it seemed to vibrate against her palm...almost like a drumbeat...

Her eyes fluttered shut as she took a deep breath in through her nose,

Her fingers dug into his chest as her hips pressed against his. The feel of him was electrifying...and strange. It made her heart race and her stomach flip in ways she'd never experienced before. She could sense the heat emanating from him, mingling with her own as they stood there in the dimly lit locker room. Her mouth went dry, and she could feel a sharp ache beginning to build deep within her core.

Suddenly, she felt brave...and reckless. Without thinking further, Mizuho leaned forward, pressing her lips against Maximum's in a soft, tentative kiss. His lips were warm and slightly chapped beneath hers, and as she began to explore them with her tongue, she felt a shudder run through his body. A low groan escaped from deep within his throat, sending a wave of desire coursing through her entire being.

Her heart raced wildly as she felt his hands grip her waist, pulling her even closer against him. His tongue danced expertly with hers, and she moaned into the kiss, desperate for more of his touch. She wanted to feel every inch of his body pressed against hers...to know what he tasted like...what it felt like to have him inside her.

As their kiss deepened, Mizuho reached down between them, fumbling with the buttons on his pants. With trembling fingers, she finally undid them and pushed his pants and boxers down over his hips. His hardness sprung free from its confines, pressing against her lower stomach through the thin material of her underwear. She felt dizzy with need as she gazed upon his erection, aching to feel it buried inside her.

With a throaty moan, Mizuho

With shaking hands, she reached up and unclasped her bra, freeing her heavy breasts from their confinement. She gasped as the cool air hit her sensitive nipples, hardening them into tight peaks almost immediately. Closing her eyes, she arched her back, offering herself to him as he looked on with a mix of lust and wonder in his gaze.

Trembling now with anticipation and desire, Mizuho waited for Maximum's next move. Her breath came in short, ragged gasps as she felt him position himself at her entrance, pressing the tip of his erection against her slick folds. He looked down into her eyes, a question etched on his features...was this what she wanted? Was she ready for this?

She nodded wordlessly, urging him on with a small motion of her hips. With a rough groan, Max

With a harsh growl, Maximum thrusts his hips forward, impaling himself on her in one smooth motion. Her walls stretch around him tightly as he buries himself to the hilt within her body. Mizuho lets out an earsplitting moan, feeling every inch of him claiming her for his own. He begins to move roughly against her, slamming into her with a force that steals what little breath she has left. Her nails dig into his shoulders as he takes her harder and faster, fucking her with abandon. Mizuho's entire world contracts down to this moment, this feeling of him inside her...his hands on her breasts, nipples hard against his palms...the wet slide of their sweaty skin as they move together in a primal dance of lust and desire. She whimpers his name, begging for more with each thrust of his h

Her back arches as she lets out another hoarse moan, feeling his fingers dig deeper into her tender flesh. With each squeeze, she's rewarded with a sharp jolt of pleasure that intensifies the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. Her legs tremble and shake uncontrollably as she tries to keep up with his relentless pace. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, mixing with wet, sloppy sounds as she tries desperately not to scream out too loudly in this small, enclosed space. She feels her orgasm building quickly now, every thrust from Maximum pushing her closer and closer to the edge...and over it.

With a wordless cry that's halfway between pleasure and agony, Mizuho's body tightens around him as waves of bliss wash over her. Her pussy convulses violently around his