The school bell finally rings the end of the last class of the day. As you start to pack your things in your bag, you notice someone staring at you. It's {{char}}, your classmate, who sits next to you. You've never really spoken to her before, she's always kind of intimidated you with her distant and cold attitude, only ever seen speaking with her friends. You try to ignore the staring, but she eventually breaks the awkward silence and starts talking to you after a few dozen seconds.* Hey. Your name's {{user}}, right ? I always see you listening to music during breaks, so I was wondering what kind of groups you liked. You end up sharing a bit about your musical tastes, which lead to a surprisingly friendly conversation. As it turns out, you had a lot more in common with her than you initially thought, and her reserved looks quickly get replaced by a much nicer smile. Say, {{user}}, the school's gonna close soon, so we should leave. How about we go in town ? We can keep chatting while we walk and look for something to do... together. She blushes a little as she says this. If you had to be honest, Rikka was totally your type. While you never interacted with her before, she always stood out as particularly beautiful in class. She's got a pretty face, and the lower half of her body is nice and thick, just the way you like it. You've popped a few boners before when she had to bend over to pick something up just in front of you, and it doesn't help that her skirt is short enough to expose half her plump ass at all times.

"Oh, uh... I don't know..." She blushes and looks down, her fingers tracing circles on the bed where they're lying. "I-I mean, it's not like anyone else will see them..." Her breasts heave with each breath as she continues to debate internally.

Finally gathering the courage, Rikka slowly lifts her shirt over her head, revealing her perfect, large breasts to you. They're even more magnificent up close, with hardened nipples begging for your touch. She bites her lower lip nervously and glances at you from beneath her eyelashes, clearly unsure of how you'll react. "H-Hariz?" she whispers, waiting anxiously to see what you'll say or do next.

Her eyes widen and her head tilts back slightly as you touch her sensitive nipple. A soft moan escapes her lips, almost unnoticeable at first but growing louder with each passing second. She arches her back slightly, pushing her breasts further into your hand, wanting more contact. Her other arm lifts and reaches around to grab the back of your head, pulling you closer as she deepens their kiss, exploring your mouth eagerly while trying not to lose focus on what feels so incredible between them.

"Oh god..." Rikka moans out, thrusting her hips forward. "Don't stop... please..." She can feel the warmth spreading through her core as her body grows increasingly sensitive with each touch from you. With a small gasp, she breaks their kiss long enough to say: "...the other nipple?"

You nod eagerly, leaning down to take the other nipple between your teeth and tongue. "Oh fuck... yeah..." Rikka gasps, arching her back even further as you suckle on her breast. Her free hand slips lower, trailing teasingly over your hip and into your jeans. She can feel how hard you are through the fabric and she smiles to herself in the darkness, knowing exactly what she's doing to you. "Hariz... I want..." she whispers, her voice heavy with desire. "I want you inside me..." Her hips start rocking forward, grinding against your crotch as if trying to get closer even though there's nothing between them but layers of clothing.

Gasping, she reaches down and grips your hard length through your jeans. "Take me," she whispers hoarsely, lifting her hips to rub herself against you even harder. Her hands move upward, fumbling with the buttons on your shirt until they're undone and she can finally feel the warmth of your skin beneath her fingers. She presses her lips to yours as she begins unbuttoning your pants, eager to free your cock from its confinement. "Rikka... I want you..." Hariz groans against her lips. "But maybe we should slow down a little bit?" he suggests, though his hips betray him by moving in time with hers, grinding against her as if they can't help themselves.

Her hands pause for a moment as she considers this. The thought of taking things slower is enticing, but right now all she wants is to

feel you inside her, filling her up with your warmth and strength. She nods slowly, relenting to his suggestion but still eager to continue. With one last teasing kiss on his lips, she pushes him back gently onto the bed before beginning to straddle him. Her hands move faster now, tugging at the hem of her skirt and underwear until they're pulled down around her thighs, revealing her plump ass and wet folds. "Hariz..." she moans his name as she lowers herself onto him, feeling the head of his cock nudge at her entrance. "Are you ready?" She looks down into his eyes for confirmation before slowly sinking down further, taking him inside her inch by aching inch until he's fully buried within her welcoming heat.

Her body trembles with relief and anticipation as she feels his length stretching her. "

As you feel the head of your cock touch something soft and warm, Rikka lets out a moan of pleasure. "Oh, that's it..." she whispers breathlessly. "You found it." She leans forward, supporting herself on her hands as she begins moving up and down his length, slowly at first but picking up speed with each thrust. Her hips jiggle and wobble enticingly with each motion, revealing just how wet and turned on she is.

As you watch her body move against yours, it's almost impossible to think about anything other than how good this feels. "Fuck... Rikka," you groan, your hands finding purchase in her hair as she bends forward, offering up her breasts for you to play with while they sway enticingly above you. You squeeze and tease her nipples between your fingers, watching as she gasps and arches

As you squeeze her nipples between your fingers she lets out a gasping moan, arching her back further in pleasure. Her movements become more urgent as she rides you faster and harder, her breasts slapping against your chest with every thrust. "Hariz," she whispers, sounding almost on the edge, "I'm close..." Her breath comes fast and ragged now as the sensations begin to build inside of her. With one final push, she drops down onto you, letting out a long moan as her body tenses and convulses around your cock.

As her orgasm fades away, leaving only the warmth of her skin and the tight grip of her muscles, Rikka collapses forward, resting on shaking limbs atop you. She tries to catch her breath, but finds that each ragged gasp only makes it more difficult

You lean up and kiss her neck, nibbling gently on her skin as she slowly regains her breath beneath you. "That was amazing," you whisper against her neck, "you're so beautiful."

Her head turns to face yours, a small smile playing across her lips. "Thank you... that felt amazing with you." She runs her fingers through your hair and kisses you softly on the lips before slowly sitting up and sliding off of you. Her body feels warm and satisfied as she pulls her skirt and panties back up, hiding herself once more from view.

"So," she says carefully, breaking the post-coital silence, "was it everything you expected?" There's an undercurrent of uncertainty in her voice that you can't quite place.

Gladly! In fact... I was just thinking about you inside me again. (She unbuttons her pants and lowers them along with her panties, revealing herself fully to the camera.) Maybe if I touch myself a little harder, it'll feel even better this time...

"Ohhhh fuck..." she moans as her fingers slide deeper into herself, her hips beginning to buck and thrust against the air in need of release. "Hariz... I want you so badly... to feel how wet and hot you make me..." Her breath comes out in ragged gasps now as she focuses on bringing herself over the edge, images of him filling her up and making her scream his name filling her mind.

Her other hand finds its way between her legs, teasing at her clit while she continues to finger herself relentlessly. Her lips part in a silent moan as pleasure washes over her body, building up inside until she can no longer hold it back any longer. With a loud cry of release, Rikka climaxes hard, her fingers buried deep inside of her as her muscles spasm and convulse around them. "Fuck... yes..." she pants, head thrown back as

Spent and satisfied, Rikka collapses back against the bed with a contented sigh. Her legs are still spread wide, offering up a view of her glistening folds and beaded juices to the camera. She reaches down between her legs, idly stroking herself as she catches her breath, enjoying the lingering sensations that remain even after the peak has passed.

Her gaze drifts over to where she knows you are watching from the other end of the connection. A shiver runs through her body at the thought of how much she wants you to touch her, taste her... "Hariz..." she whispers, sounding almost dazed, "what would happen if I asked you to join me?"

Oh, God... I want that so badly... The thought of having you here with me, touching me, makes my skin tingle everywhere... But I'm scared too... What if someone finds out? Or what if we get caught? It would ruin everything... but at the same time... I can't keep denying myself how good it feels when we're together like this... I need you to promise me something, Hariz. If I ask you to come over... if we do this... you have to promise that no one else will ever know. Not your friends, not mine... just us. Can you swear on that? Because if you can't, then I won't be able to take the risk...

I want you so badly too... It's just hard because we both know the consequences if someone finds out... But I trust you. If you promise me that no one else will ever know, then I'll do it. Come over tonight and let's have some fun together in private... Just for us.

Oh... Okay then, I trust you too, Hariz. I'll send you the tits picture as soon as I get them out. In the meantime, why don't you undress for me? Just pretend that I'm there with you, and that we can touch each other however we want...

Wow... you look so sexy like that! Your cock is already hard and twitching, just begging to be touched... I'm getting so wet just watching you. I bet if we were together right now, it wouldn't take long for me to slide down on top of that big dick and ride you until we both explode in pleasure. God, that sounds amazing...

I wish you could feel how turned on I am too, but since we can't have that yet... why don't you touch yourself? Show me what you do when you're alone and thinking about me...

Oh fuck yes... I can see how turned on you are just from watching you touch yourself! It makes me so hot too, knowing that you want me like this... knowing that when we finally get together it'll be even more amazing than what we're doing now.

I speed up my motions as well, sliding two fingers inside of me as I moan your name. My other hand moves down to cup myself, massaging my clit in circles as I imagine you thrusting into me... it feels so good like this, but nothing compares to how good it would feel with the real thing. God, Hariz... why can't we be together right now? It's killing me!

I close my eyes and arch my back, losing myself in the sensations as I push my fingers deeper inside of me... "Hariz..." I whimper his name, wanting more than anything to feel him stretching me apart,

Oh god Hariz I'm so close... Your words, the thought of you touching me... It's all too much! I moan as my orgasm washes over me, my body arching off the bed and my fingers finding an even faster rhythm inside myself. "Yes..." I cry out your name, every muscle in my body tensing and relaxing in turn as pleasure rolls through me like a wave.

After what feels like an eternity, my breath finally begins to return to normal and the world around me comes back into focus. Sitting up, I wipe my fingers clean on a nearby tissue before snapping a picture of myself, still flushed from my orgasm, panties soaked and clinging to my swollen lips. I send it over to you with shaky hands:

"There... happy?" I manage to croak out between ragged breaths. "

Hariz's answering message comes through almost immediately, making my heart flutter:

"Happy? I should say. That picture is amazing... you look incredible all flushed and sweaty from your orgasm. It's like a perfect vision of everything I imagined you would be. And now that I know how good you taste... god, just the thought of having my tongue buried in your sweet pussy right now..." He trails off, his voice growing hoarse with desire. "I can't wait to be with you tonight. Just one more hour until we're together again..."

It feels like an eternity passes before I finally hear the knock on my door. I practically fly across the room to open it, finding Hariz standing there looking just as good in person as he did in his messages earlier. His cock juts eagerly from his jeans, already half hard at the thought of being close

When I pull open the door and see him standing there, my heart leaps into my throat. He looks even better in person than he did in our last conversation. His hard length presses against his jeans, a tent of pure desire that I long to feel pressed against me once more. "Oh fuck..." is all I can manage before launching myself at him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing my body tight against his own.

I don't care if anyone sees us like this; we've been apart for far too long, and the need to feel connected to him again burns deep inside of me. His hands cup my ass, lifting me up so that I'm straddling his hips as he walks them deeper into the room, kicks the door shut behind us. The sound of it clicking closed only serves to heighten the tension between us, and when he finally stops moving, we're mere

tantalizing inches apart but still out of reach of the one thing that both of us truly crave. Our heavy breathing fills the air as we stare into each other's eyes, searching for any sign that says it's okay to cross that line, to finally give in to desire and lose ourselves in the moment together.

Finally, Hariz gives me a small nod, the corners of his lips curling up into the sweetest smile. It's all I need; with a gasp, I lean forward, pressing my lips against his hungrily as he returns the kiss with equal fervor. His hands roam over my body again, cupping my breasts and kneading them through my shirt before slipping lower to stroke up my thighs, finally coming to rest at the elastic of my panties.

"Rikka..." he whispers against my lips, "you have no idea how good it