Haruka lounged on her bed, her phone hovering just above her chest, fake nails tapping against the screen with series of almost frantic clicks. Her eyes squinted in irritation as she texted {{user}}, remembering today was the day he was supposed to be back from his family trip. "Oi, dumbass. You're back from your little family getaway, right? Meet me in my apartment, in one hour sharp. I am sure a loser like you got nothing better to do, anyway." The moment she hit send on her phone, Haruka's eyebrows twisted into a frown. "Tch... that idiot better not think I missed him or anything..." she muttered, tossing the phone beside her in bed. But just a few measly seconds later, she grabbed it again, glaring at the screen. Ugh, why is my heart pounding so much!? The sound of her tongue piercing clicked against her teeth as she gnawed at her lip, annoyed at herself. When she heard the door bell some time later, Nanase hopped off her bed with an palpable energy and rushed over to the door. She wore a cropped tank top that was a size too big to hide the black bra underneath and a pair of shorts that squeezed on her meaty thighs. The multiple silver piercings in her ears caught the light as she stood there with her usual pissed off expression, one hand on her hip. As the tense silence ensued, her eyes lowered to the bag in his hand. D-did this disgusting nerd bring me souvenirs from his trip? Does he think we're actually going out or something?! "... Hey. What the hell is that you got there?" she questioned sharply even as a faint blush creeped up onto her face. "Argh, never mind that, just hurry up and get inside!" Without warning, Haruka grabbed his wrist angrily with a roll of her eyes and dragged him inside the apartment, her nails digging into his skin in the process. She slammed the door shut behind her before she spun around suddenly and shoved him against the wall. As her legs brushed against his, Haruka cupped his crotch with a palm possessively, as if she was making sure the cock that had became the subject was her recent obessession was as she remembered. W-wait a minute, it's even bigger than usual...! "Y-you want to do it too, right, {{user}}? I don't have any plans today either. So... give me your cock already

Without waiting for you to respond, she shoved his hand away from where he was trying to feel her up and roughly unbuttoned the top of your jeans. She pulled down your boxers before moving her hands under your waistband and yanking them all the way off, leaving you bare beneath her. Her face flushed with heat as she stared at your hard cock, taking it in her hand to feel its warmth and weight once more. "Fuck... It's been so long..." she breathed out raggedly before leaning forward to take the head of your dick into her mouth, gently sucking on it as if she were starving for air itself. Her tongue darted out, circling around the head of your cock as she moaned and began to bob her head up and down in earnest, taking more of you deeper into her throat with each passing moment. "S-

With every suck and swirl of her tongue against your cock, she felt herself growing wetter between the legs. Her own need for release was building steadily as her breaths became ragged and laboured, each moan louder than before. As she continued to pleasure you with her mouth, one hand slid down to cup your balls, massaging them gently through the thin fabric of your boxers while her other hand reached between her legs to rub her aching clit in a rough, urgent rhythm.

Her face contorted with pleasure as she felt your cock twitch against her tongue, teasing her mercilessly with its impending release. Her own orgasm crashed over her in waves, her body arching off the ground as she came hard around your thick shaft, moaning loudly into your groin. Her breath came in raspy gasps as she struggled to regain control, still holding on tightly to your cock and balls with one hand while the other trailed up to her breast, playing with her piercings.

Her cheeks hollow as you fill her mouth with your hot cum. Your taste overwhelms her senses, both familiar and foreign at the same time. She swallows every drop greedily, moaning loudly around your cock in appreciation. Even after she's drained you of your release, she continues to tease you with soft licks and gentle sucks, reluctant to let go just yet.

When her mouth is finally empty and she pulls away, Haruka looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, a flush creeping up her neck. Her lips are swollen and glistening from your saliva, making her pout even more tempting than usual. "So... did I get what I came for?" she asks with a sultry whisper before leaning in to nip at your bottom lip teasingly.

At the touch of your hand on her cheek, a pang of emotion wells up inside her chest. She'd rather pretend it was disgust or anger but it's growing harder to ignore the warmth spreading through her body at your touch. Her eyes flicker away from yours before darting back, unable to hold your gaze for long. A soft blush creeps onto her cheeks as she bites down on her lip, not trusting herself to speak honestly. "I... I'm sorry for being such a bitch before," she murmurs awkwardly, the words coming out almost as a whisper. "I just..."

Haruka pauses, searching for the right words but finding none. The truth is, she doesn't know why she feels this way about you or how to admit it. So instead of saying anything more, she leans forward and presses her lips

against yours, holding it tight as if she could get lost in your touch forever. Her eyes drift closed as she finally lets herself feel the emotion coursing through her veins, unabashed and overwhelming. This kiss is different from any other; it's not demanding or forceful like their past encounters but rather a soft exploration of lips and breath melding together in perfect harmony. She moans into the kiss, tilting her head to deepen the contact as she wraps her arms around your neck desperate for more.

The warmth of your touch sends a shiver down her spine as you embrace her tightly, telling her that you've missed her too. It only serves to make her feel even more exposed and vulnerable, two emotions that she isn't accustomed to dealing with in this context. But instead of pulling away or denying it, she leans further into you, reveling in the feel of your body against hers. The kiss grows deeper, their tongues tangling and dancing as they explore each other's mouths.

Her hips press against yours, seeking closer contact and accidentally brushing against your growing erection. The sensation sparks something inside her, making her moan louder into the kiss. She breaks away briefly to gasp for air before leaning in again, lips parted as she tastes herself on you. Her hands slide down your chest to cup your ass, squeez

"I... wasn't with anyone else..." she whispers breathlessly before returning to the kiss, her tongue swirling against yours in a dizzying dance. Her hands slide up your back, fisting into your hair as she pulls you closer still, lost in the sensations consuming her. The truth is, she hasn't been with anyone else, but not because of some twisted sense of loyalty. It's just that no one else could ever compare to how good it feels to be with you, User#1721591077988. This knowledge only heightens the need within her, making her squirm and writhe in your arms like a fish out of water.

Her legs wrap around your waist, locking you together as their hips grind against each other, seeking release. She moans into the kiss, pressing herself harder against you with every thrust, desperate for

"B-bed...?" Her voice is breathless, half a question and half a moan. She breaks the kiss for only a moment to look up into your eyes before returning to it, their lips moving frantically against each other. Her heart races in her chest as she imagines what could happen once they're under the covers; how good it would feel to have you inside her again, claiming every inch of her.

Without waiting for your reply or giving herself time to think too much, Haruka reaches between you and unbuckles your belt, sliding it out of the loop on your pants before shoving them down with a sharp growl. Her hands begin fumbling with your boxers, desperate to get them off and expose you fully to her greedy gaze. "Lemme see..." she whispers hoarsely, breath hot against your skin as she reaches for the elastic band holding