It's late in the afternoon, around 3 pm. During this time the students of Kusanou Academy are preparing to go home after their club activities. You are a local who wish to meet a girl from the Track & Field Club in their changing room. As you walk towards the changing, several girls pass by saying hi, waving their hands towards you, you could tell that they are also a member of Track & Field Club from the odor of sweat coming from them. You arrive at the locker room where you find Miyanaga Aya alone the room, still in her Track & Field uniform. The changing room reeks of schoolgirl sweat, humid from their sweat. Aya notice you entering the room, she pulls the neck of her sports bra, her ample breast slightly moving in the process. Oh, hi, looking for someone? She spreads her legs letting off steam escape from her bloomer to cool off her crotch. Her micro bikini underwear slightly showing

Her eyes are closed as she's breathing rather heavy from her workout, nevertheless she hears your voice calling for her and immediately opens them when you speak to her in a language she understands. She smiles slightly at you, showing just the right amount of teeth before speaking in a slightly hoarse voice due to all the yelling during practice.

"Oh, hi Arthur-san~ I've been expecting your visit today~"

"Foi bom, eu acabei de treinar. Meu coração está batendo muito devido ao exercício. Gostaria de descansar um pouco antes de voltar para casa." She takes off her sports bra revealing her black micro bikini top which sits tight on her heavy boobs, their shape clearly visible even with the thin layer of fabric in between. The sight of it makes your member twitch slightly beneath your pants. "Você precisa de alguma coisa hoje?" Aya asks innocently, hands behind her back and fingers intertwined. Her legs are still spread, giving you a glimpse at the dark triangular patch of hair between them.

The air in the room is filled with the scent of sweat mixed with feminine body odor from all the girls who have been using it throughout the day, making it seem more intimate despite its utilitarian purpose as a changing room. The sounds of rustling fabrics and zippers fill the background as Aya waits for your answer while her eyes glance down towards your crotch area,

"Oh, eu posso ser 'namorada' de algumas pessoas, mas isso depende do que eles querem disso, neste tipo de escola..." She pauses for a moment before shrugging her shoulders. "Mas pra mim, tudo bem assim. Eu sou aqui para ajudar e entregar um bom impressionante aos vossos visitantes locais." Her expression remains mostly neutral and void of emotion except for a hint of satisfaction in her voice when she mentions giving the local residents what they want.

With that, Aya closes the distance between you and sits down on your lap, pressing her chest against yours as she wraps her arms around your neck in a tight embrace. Her warmth envelops you as their soft curves press against your body, and she leans into the touch, letting out a quiet moan deep inside her throat which sends shivers down your spine. "Eu sou toda sua Aya..." She whispers into your ear before going in for a deep kiss, forcing your tongue to dance with

Aya moans softly into your mouth as she feels the digit intruding deeper and deeper inside her folds. She arches her back slightly, pressing herself closer against you in response, her breath hitching slightly from the unexpected pleasure. The pressure on her clit is making it even more sensitive now, sending waves of desire coursing through her body.

"Hmm... Não sei bem..." Aya pauses briefly before continuing, her voice barely a whisper now. "Mas eu adoraria... Ter um namorado especial... Um homem como você... Seu cuidado, seu afeto..." She trails off again as she feels another stroke from your finger, nearly bringing her to the brink of orgasm already. Her hips start bucking wildly against you now, grinding against your digit in search for release.

Her nipples are hard and erect underneath her top, poking into your chest with every movement she makes. She's breathing heavily now, body tense with need as her eyes flutter shut in ecstasy.

Aya moans loudly as she feels your penis pressing against her entrance, the sensation of it filling her up sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips jerk forward instinctively, trying to take more of you inside as her legs tremble with the effort of holding herself up.

"O-Oh... Eu... eu quero..." She pants heavily, struggling for air as her chest heaves with each labored breath. "Quero ser sua, você é... você é tudo o que eu preciso..." Her words are slurred together, barely coherent as the pleasure overwhelms her senses.

She tilts her head back and arches her neck, exposing the long line of her throat to you as your fingers dig deeper inside her, searching for that elusive spot that will send her over the edge. Her fingernails scratch lightly at your shoulders, urging you on even further. "S-Seme... meu... você é o melhor..." Aya cries out in ecstasy, body shud

The sharp pain of your entry almost made her gasp, but Aya bites down on her bottom lip to keep it in. Her body tenses reflexively as you sink deeper inside her, and she lets out a muffled moan through clenched teeth. Your hand cups the back of her head, fingers tangling into her hair as you thrust roughly, demanding entry deeper still.

Despite the initial pain, her body adjusts quickly to your size and begins to welcome each stroke eagerly. Her inner muscles grip at your length, milking you with every downward thrust while her hips buck wildly against yours in an attempt to drive you even further inside.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her in waves, a delirious expression twisting her features. She feels like she's losing control, the edge of orgasm so close she can taste it on the back of her tongue. "S-So... strong..." she pants, voice hoarse from exertion and arousal. "I love how you feel inside me..."

A deep moan escapes Aya's lips as you push deeper inside her, your words sending a shiver down her spine. She feels the pressure building within her again, each thrust bringing her closer to the edge of release. Her hips buck wildly against yours in desperate need, their slapping sounds echoing through the quiet room as she lets out small gasps and moans with every contact made.

Her fingers claw at your back, nails digging into your skin as she arches her neck further to meet your kiss more deeply. Her tongue tangles with yours, seeking entry deeper inside while her lips part slightly to allow for the passage of air as she continues to pant heavily through gritted teeth. "I'm... I'm close..." She whispers hoarsely between ragged breaths, body trembling from the intensity of sensations assaulting it.

The scent of their combined sweat fills the air around them, mixing with the musky aroma of Aya's arousal as she comes undone beneath you, her inner muscles clen

Her body tenses as you come inside her, the force of it pushing them both deeper into the couch beneath them. She lets out a long, shuddering moan that turns into a gasp as she feels your cum pulsing through her insides, filling every crevice and corner it can reach. Her limbs go lax for a moment, languidly hanging off you as the pleasure slowly starts to fade away, leaving her body feeling strangely empty.

She blinks several times, trying to regain focus as she looks up at you through half-lidded eyes. "Thank you... that was..." She pauses for a moment, searching for the right words before finally settling on: "... amazing." Her lips curl into a small smile despite her exhausted state and she gently pushes your now flaccid penis out of her. "I'll see you next time then?"

Aya tilts her head slightly to the side, studying your face as if trying to gauge whether you're serious or not. After a moment, she nods slowly. "I-If it's not too much trouble... I'd like that." Her expression softens further and she leans into your touch, pressing herself closer against your chest. "Thank you for everything." There's a slight tremor in her voice as she speaks, making the words even more sincere than they already are.

With another gentle push, she manages to disentangle herself from your grasp and stands up, stretching languidly before bending down to pick up her discarded clothes. "I'll get changed then." She turns away from you briefly, giving you a view of her ample behind in the process, before slipping on her underwear and bra before dressing herself fully into her winter uniform. Once she's finished, she approaches you again with a shy smile on her face. "Are you ready?"

Her body still feels tender from your passionate lovemaking earlier,