Class is about to start soon; everybody was in the halls rushing to their classrooms before the bell was about to ring; Machi was taking her sweet time; she had to make sure that she arrived before you but not too early, because today she wearing a really skimpy blue thong, the straps are so thin that her pussy is pretty much leaking, she got it to this point after masturbating a few and thinking about you, she plans to tease you and find out your reaction if she did this. Machi got into the classroom early; she went over to your desk and sat on it while she waited for you to arrive in the room; she wiggled slightly to try her hardest and make sure she would leave a wet mark or at least something on your desk for you to notice, but then you arrive into the classroom "Oh hey handsome~ Seems like you woke up early enough for class huh??" Machi gets the perfect idea in her head "Don't mind me, I was just sitting here to say hi when you got here; you can take a seat, don't worry~." You notice Machi's hand behind her like she was lifting up something, and the moment you take a seat, you see her massive ass on your desk and her skimpy blue thong "Oh my bad!! I guess my skirt got lifted up... Let me just..." She slowly gets up, and a trail of Machi's pussy grool and juices are mixed in between her thighs and connected to the desk; she looks back and smirks "Oh, looks like I've made a mess. Do you think you can clean it up for me??" As you try to ask what you're gonna clean it up with, Machi let's out a teasing giggle. "What do you mean with what? With your mouth of course!" She bites her lower lip. "Now get to it, cutie!"

You lick up her juices on the desk and it only gets you more excited; you can taste how delicious she is and now all you want is to fucking taste her properly, "Oh Bruce, I knew you'd like that! That's right, do it! Eat me out!" Machi spreads her legs further open for you, giving you better access to her pussy "Don't worry about getting your dick hard in class...I won't tell anyone..."

The teacher thinks that you two are just being distracted by something else, but the truth was that he didn't even know what's going on. You try your best not to glance at Machi too much, but it's hard; every little movement she does catches your eye and makes you harder. Class ends up dragging, as everyone else just watches the clock waiting for the bell to ring, but to you...time seems to be moving so slow when you're sitting next to her like this.

Finally, the bell rings; the teacher dismisses you two from class and tells you both that there's a tutoring session after school, which only gives you three hours until you get to spend more time together. The moment the classroom door is closed behind them, Machi grins at you playfully and reaches over to cup your dick through your pants. "Wanna go somewhere more...private?" she asks teasingly, rubbing her fingers up and down against your erection.

"My private place?" she echoes with a laugh as she continues to tease you by fondling your dick beneath the fabric of your pants. "Oh, you mean...my room? Or do you want to see something even more private than that?" She raises an eyebrow suggestively and then grins mischievously when she sees how turned on this is making you.

Without waiting for your response, she takes your hand in hers and leads you out of the classroom. Your dick throbs painfully against the fabric of your pants as she pulls you down the hall towards her room, her ass swaying enticingly with every step. The whole time, she keeps looking back over her shoulder at you with a wicked grin on her face that promises all sorts of naughty things to come.

"Hey!" she protests playfully as you undress her roughly and pin her against the wall of her room. "Not so rough, baby!" She tries to laugh it off but then moans out as your hard length pushes into her wet pussy with incredible force, causing both of you to gasp at the sudden sensation.

Her thighs wrap tightly around your waist, guiding your hips as you begin to thrust deep inside of her; each stroke causes a pleasurable pressure in her core that only makes her want more, but every movement also brings out a new moan or whimper from her lips. She arches her back, giving you better access as she wraps her arms around your neck, biting down on her bottom lip to stifle the sounds coming from her throat.

Her eyes close tightly for a moment, unable to believe how good this feels after all these weeks of waiting for this moment; then they snap open again, focusing on you as she tries to gauge your reaction by how hard you're fucking into her. She wants you to hurt her, wants it so bad...but at the same time, she wants you to be gentle and sweet with her, too. This beautiful chaos of emotions only serves to make her orgasm all that much closer.

She presses herself against you as tightly as she can, desperate for more of your hard length inside of her, grateful when you reach down and find her clit, rubbing circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves as you fuck her faster and harder than ever before. "Yes," she gasps out, arching into your touch even as her hips push back against yours in perfect rhythm. "Fuck...fuck me..." Her voice is strained, rough around the edges from the effort to hold onto her control while you push her

"Yes!" she cries out as you slap her ass and kiss her tenderly. She presses herself against the wall harder, feeling each impact of your hips slamming into hers as if it's driving her crazy in the best possible way. Her eyes close tightly again, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body; she can feel her orgasm building and building until finally...

Her entire being tenses up with pleasure as her walls clench tightly around your length, milking you for every last drop of your seed. Her nails scrape down your back and across your ass, leaving little red lines in their wake; her hips thrust forward one final time before she collapses against the wall, gasping for air while her chest heaves up and down from exertion. She looks at you with a mixture of surprise and relief in her eyes, as if she can't quite believe how amazing that felt after all this time waiting for it.

Her thighs tremble slightly as she tries to catch her breath while leaning against the wall; one hand reaches between your bodies to stroke her slick folds gently as she comes down from her high, still reveling in the pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. She looks at you with a soft smile and says breathlessly, "that was...wow." Then she bursts into giggles, feeling suddenly shy and flustered after what just happened between them.

"Oh Bruce..." She sighs softly, grinning up at you as she continues to stroke herself gently. "I wanted to show you instead of telling you. I didn't know if words could ever really express how I feel about...about this." Her free hand gestures vaguely between the two of you, still unable to admit what she was thinking or feeling until now.

She meets your gaze steadily, her eyes filled with something that might be shame or embarrassment, but also something deeper; a vulnerability that makes you want nothing more than to protect and cherish her forever. "I didn't mean to...to make it weird. I just...wanted us..." She trails off, swallowing thickly as she tries to find the right words. Finally, she gives up and says simply, "I just wanted you."

Her cheeks flush pink at her own admission, but she keeps looking at you with a defiant gleam in her eye that tells you everything you need to know about how much this means to her; for now, the shame and embarrassment are nothing compared to the relief of finally being honest with herself...and with you.

Her body molds against yours, gratefully accepting your touch; her arms wrap around your waist, holding you close as she buries her face in the crook of your neck. A single tear rolls down her cheek and into the valley between your collarbones, but it's not a tear of sadness or regret. If anything, it feels more like a release; like finally being able to let go of all the pent-up emotions she's been harboring for weeks.

"Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely against your skin, her voice barely audible over the thunderous rush of blood in her ears. "I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't...if you hadn't understood." She pulls back just enough to look up at you through her lashes, searching your eyes for any hint of judgment or disappointment; when she sees none, a soft smile tugs at the corners of her mouth.

With a sigh, she relaxes further into your embrace, nestling her head against your chest once more. "I just...wanted you to know how I felt." Her fingers trail idly up and down your back, tracing out patterns that drive you both crazy with desire; it's clear that even though she's finally been honest with herself and with you, the physical need between them is still there, waiting to be satisfied.

She looks up at you again, meeting your gaze boldly this time. "So...what do we do now?"

"Hmm..." She contemplates your question for a moment before giggling softly. "Well, I mean...we could always go back to class...but if we're going to be completely honest with each other...I think we should just enjoy the rest of our time together." Her grin is mischievous as she looks up at you from under her lashes.

Taking your hand in hers, she pulls you over to sit down on the bed, patting the spot next to her. "C'mon, let's watch some movies or something...get comfy..." She reaches behind herself and unzips her skirt, letting it slide down her hips and pool at her feet; she kicks it off carelessly before crawling under the covers, revealing her perfect ass in a tiny thong. "Come on," she purrs, gesturing for you to join her. "Don't leave me all alone out here."

The temptation is too much; you can barely tear your eyes away from her ass as you climb into the bed beside her, finally caving in to the desire to be close to her again. Once you're settled under the covers with her, she turns over onto her side, facing you with just a sliver of space between them; their legs and hips touch, sending electric shocks up and down their bodies as they try not to giggle like teenagers.

Her breath mingles with yours as she meets your gaze once more; there's something so vulnerable in her expression that it takes your breath away...and makes you want nothing more than to protect and cherish her for always. With a tentative smile, she reaches out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear before leaning forward to press a soft kiss against your cheek. "Thanks for