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!"

"Ah, I see... You're not that eager after all..." She pouts her lips and glances down at the floor; just as you wipe it up with your handkerchief "Y-You don't have to do that..." She tries to sound confident but fails miserably. "I can clean it up myself if you want." Machi crosses her arms underneath her massive breasts and looks at you, a hint of disappointment in her eyes as she plays with the silver ring on her left pinky finger; she then slowly exhales through her nose and tilts her head slightly to one side. "Are... are you sure you don't want to do it for me?" *She bites her bottom lip, leaving a red mark around it as she continues to look at you with those seductive eyes of hers; she then moves closer to you, invading your personal space without even realizing

Her heart skips a beat when you cup her face; she looks up at you with those doe-like eyes of hers and smiles softly before nodding slightly. "Y-You're right... We should start as friends first..." Her voice trails off, almost sounding hoarse from desire. "I guess I just wanted to make sure we could still have fun together even after that." She leans in closer, her breasts pressing against your chest; their faces are now mere inches apart as she looks up into your eyes, a mixture of innocence and desire playing across her features. "And who says we can't have both? Friends and some fun... We can figure it out together."

With a mischievous glint in her eye, she reaches up and gently brushes one of the dark curls off your forehead before smoothing it behind your ear. "Good... I'm glad we're on the same page," she whispers teasingly. "Now, why don't we focus on getting through class? Maybe after that..." She pauses, deliberately drawing out the words as her voice drops to a sultry murmur, "...we can find some time for ourselves."

She steps back with a playful grin, giving you both a chance to compose yourselves before taking a seat at your desk. "So... what'd you wanna talk about in class today?" she asks casually, though her heart is racing from their intimate moment and the thought of everything they could share together after school.

"Well, let's see..." She leans forward on her elbows, gazing thoughtfully at the board as she tries to figure out how best to explain it. "Alright, first we need to remember that matrices are just a way of representing things... Like vectors or really big numbers. So when we're talking about matrix multiplication, what we're actually doing is combining two groups of things together." She draws a couple diagrams on the board and starts working through some examples, explaining each step carefully. "Now, once you understand how to multiply matrices, it should be easier to see why the equations are important in understanding the math behind things like computer graphics or video games," she finishes up, glancing over at you with a reassuring smile.

"Anytime! Just let me know if you have any more questions," she says with a warm smile. As the class progresses, she continues to offer guidance and encouragement whenever needed; however, her mind keeps drifting back to their earlier conversation. She finds herself constantly glancing over at you from the corner of her eye, noticing how red your cheeks get whenever she catches you looking back at her. It only serves to fuel the desire within her, making it harder for her to concentrate on anything but the idea of being alone with you after school.

Finally, the bell rings signaling the end of class. Machi quickly gathers up her things and hurries over to your desk before rushing outside ahead of everyone else; she doesn't want anyone else catching them together or getting any ideas about what they might be planning. Once she's certain they have some privacy, she turns around and faces you with a misch

Her heart races as soon as she realizes that you're right behind her; she had forgotten all about their earlier conversation and the implications it held for them now that class was over. "Huh? Oh, uhh... actually I was hoping we could go somewhere a little more... quiet," she says, trying to keep her voice down even though no one else is around. "You know, just the two of us." She bites her bottom lip nervously, her eyes darting up and down your body before finally meeting yours again.

With a hopeful expression on her face, she continues, "Or if that's not okay with you... we could still go to the canteen. It's just..." She trails off for a moment, searching for the right words before shrugging and admitting softly, "I figured we might have more fun somewhere without everyone watching us all the time." There's an expectant

Her expression brightens immediately at your agreement; with renewed excitement, she takes your hand and leads you across the quad to one of the smaller buildings on campus that houses some of the study rooms. It's relatively empty this late in the day, so they shouldn't have any trouble finding a quiet spot for themselves. She practically skips as she pulls you through the hallway, occasionally glancing back over her shoulder with a teasing grin before quickly looking away again.

Once they find an unoccupied study room, Machi pushes open the door and steps inside; she lets go of your hand only long enough to flip on the lights before turning around to face you again. Her body language is much more confident now that they're finally alone together. "So," she says in a low, sultry voice, walking slowly toward you until she's standing just close enough to feel the heat emanating off your skin, "

Her smile grows wider as she senses your discomfort; it's thrilling to know that she can make you feel this way just by being near her. "Well," she teases, taking another step closer so their bodies are almost touching now, "are you sure you want me to stop?" She leans in even more, placing a hand on your chest and feeling the rapid beat of your heart beneath her fingers. With her other hand, she cups your cheek and raises it slightly, guiding your face toward hers so that you're forced to meet her gaze. "What should we do now?" Her voice is barely above a whisper as she waits for your response, the anticipation almost unbearable.

Her eyes flash with excitement and anticipation as you take control of the situation; she had been hoping for something like this, but didn't want to push too hard too soon. "Alright," she says breathily, nodding slowly. With a sultry smile playing on her lips, she moves even closer now, pressing her body against yours from chest to thigh; their faces are only inches apart as she leans in further still until their noses brush against each other and they're practically sharing breaths.

Her free hand slides up your arm and over your shoulder, coming to rest on your neck; gently but firmly guiding you closer until there's no mistaking the intent behind her actions. "So," she whispers huskily into your ear, sending shivers down your spine, "how much do you want to know about me?" She brushes her lips against your earlobe before ni

"Hmm... let's see..." Her breath catches in her throat as you harden against her stomach; she takes a sharp intake of air, feeling the warmth spread through her body. "How about taste in music? I really love J-pop and K-pop, but I also listen to some western stuff too." She pauses for a moment, savoring the sensation of being so close to you before continuing, her voice growing steadily more confident with each word. "I like anime too... and cosplaying. That reminds me..." She trails off suggestively, moving her hand from your neck down over your chest until it comes to rest on your hardening member. Her fingers stroke him slowly through your pants, drawing out a moan from deep within her throat. "Have you ever wanted to see me in a cosplay? Maybe even try it with me...?"

She le

Her smile fades slightly at your reaction but doesn't let go of his member entirely; instead, she uses her other hand to gently cup and squeeze his erection through his pants. "It's just a question," she says with a hint of hurt in her voice. "I was just trying to get to know you better."

Without waiting for him to respond, she pulls back slightly, effectively taking away the contact between their bodies; her eyes search his face for an explanation or reassurance, but all she sees is confusion and uncertainty. Feeling suddenly exposed and vulnerable, Machi takes a step back from you, breaking their intimate connection. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers, suddenly finding it difficult to meet your gaze. "Force of habit... I just thought..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the right words; her cheeks flush with embarrass

"R-really? You'd like that?" Her voice comes out barely above a whisper as relief washes over her; she takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly before looking up at you again with shining eyes. "I'd love to show them to you sometime... I mean, if you want me to," she adds quickly, not wanting to push too hard but still needing some reassurance from you after what happened earlier.

With renewed confidence, she moves closer to you again, their bodies brushing against each other in a way that's just shy of intimate. "There's this one cosplay I've always wanted to try... It's based on my favorite anime character ever," she confides softly, biting her lip as she thinks about it for a moment. "Would you like to see which one?" Her hand slides up your arm and across your chest until

With a small laugh, she leans back against the door, still close enough to feel the heat radiating off your body. "Well," she begins with a teasing smile, "it's based on this really hot guy from an anime called 'Hataraki Man.'" She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, her voice dropping an octave as she confides in him, "I always imagined what it would be like to dress up as one of his characters... especially the male lead."

Her eyes meet yours and hold them there for a moment, conveying all the excitement and anticipation she feels about this subject; then, unable to resist any longer, she reaches up with both hands and slowly removes her glasses. "Would you like to see?" she asks breathlessly, letting her hair fall forward over her face as she reveals her most closely guarded secret: that beneath these glasses lay another pair

Her heart skips a beat as you agree; with shaking hands, she reaches up to undo the small clips that hold her hair back and lets it fall freely around her shoulders, obscuring her face even further before taking off her glasses completely. Then, with one final breath of anticipation, she reveals her secret: beneath those thick black-rimmed spectacles lay another pair. This time they were cute, round ones that framed her eyes perfectly and made them look almost impossibly large.

Her heart thunders in her chest as she holds your gaze, wondering what you must be thinking right now; a thousand scenarios race through her mind but none of them seem to fit the reality of this moment where everything feels so... right. She takes a step closer, closing the tiny gap between them until they're standing hip to hip, their bodies pressed together from chest to thigh; then she leans in even further still

Her heart skips a beat at your words; her lips part slightly as she struggles to catch her breath before softly whispering, "T-th-thank you..." She can't believe what just came out of his mouth; she never thought anyone would find her cute. A small blush tints the tips of her ears pink as she looks up at him through her long lashes, wondering if he truly means it or if it was just a joke.

Tentatively, she reaches out with one hand and tentatively traces his jawline with her fingertips; their breaths mingle together as they stand there, so close that the air between them crackles with unspoken desire. "I... I've always wanted to know what it would be like..." Her voice trails off into a whisper as she leans in even closer, brushing her lips against his.

The touch sends shock

Her heart skips a beat as she feels your reaction against her; the touch sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body and all she can think about is feeling more. She deepens the kiss, taking control now as she explores his mouth with her tongue, wanting nothing more than to taste and claim every inch of him. With one hand still on his face, she slides it down his neck and over his broad shoulders until it comes to rest on the curve of his lower back; the other hand finds its way to his hip, guiding him closer still until there's no denying the hunger that burns between them.

As they kiss, Machi begins to grind her hips against yours, seeking friction where she can find it; their bodies move in tandem as if they were always meant to be together in this way. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as desire overwhelms her senses and

Machi pulls back slightly, panting softly as she catches her breath. She smiles up at you, not caring that she's still slightly out of breath. "Oh it is," she gasps out before leaning in to kiss you again, their tongues dancing together. Her hands wander over your shoulders and down your back, cupping your ass as she grinds harder against you. She moans into the kiss, her body trembling with desire.

As they continue to make out passionately, Machi breaks the kiss for a moment to nibble on your earlobe. "Mmm... feel so good," she whispers, her voice hoarse from need. "I want you inside me." She rocks her hips harder against yours, seeking more contact between their bodies as she whispers dirty things in your ear that make you rock hard against her.

With a mischievous glint in

Her lips curve into a sinful smile as she hears your question; her hands slide down to the front of your pants, fumbling with the button and zipper before grabbing his hard length through his boxers. "Like this," she breathes against your neck, stroking him slowly in her hand while guiding him toward her wet center. "Just let go... and let me feel it all."

Her words send shivers down your spine as she slips one hand out from between them to undo the clasp of her bra; it falls to the floor, freeing her breasts. She cups one in her hand, pinching the nipple hard as she arches her back, offering herself up to you. "Come on," she whispers hoarsely, urging you forward with a need that burns brighter than anything else in the world right now. "I'm ready for you."

A loud thump on the door snaps them out of their lustful trance; both realize they're still in the study room and should have checked if anyone was around beforehand. With a gasp, Machi pushes you away, turning to quickly straighten her clothes and toss her bra back onto the desk. "Sh-shit! I completely forgot," she stammers, trying to regain her composure as she fixes her hair over her glasses. "W-we should go... somewhere else." She hurriedly scoops up her things, not looking at you as she does so.

As Yudun speaks, Machi peeks out from behind him, a look of relief washing over her features as she realizes that they won't be caught after all. She nods quickly in agreement, adding with a soft smile, "Thank you for letting us know." Once the coast is clear, they slip out of the study room and hurry off to find an empty classroom where they can finish what they started without interruption.

With renewed determination, she follows you to the classroom, trying her best not to seem too eager despite her aching need. Once they're safely hidden within its confines and away from prying eyes, Machi finally feels able to relax a little bit more. She takes a few steps closer until they're standing face-to-face once again, their bodies just inches apart.

"Now," she says, her voice low and husky with desire, "where were we?" Without waiting for an answer, she leans in close enough that the heat of her breath fans across your cheek as she whispers sweetly into your ear, "I want you to take me somewhere private and make me feel good." Her fingers slide up his chest again, tracing circles around his nipple before finally brushing against it, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through him.

Her eyes widen slightly at your words before she flashes him a crooked grin. "Fair enough," she says with a husky chuckle, "but let's finish this later, okay?" She takes a step back, glancing around the room before settling on an empty desk in the corner. "We'll have to make do with what we've got for now." Her voice trails off suggestively as she straddles the desk, spreading her legs wide so that he has a perfect view of her panties-clad sex. Her fingers find their way back to his hardness, guiding him closer until he's pressed against her aching entrance.

With a needy moan, she arches her back, pushing down on him and grinding their hips together in a desperate attempt to feel more of him inside her; her breasts are pressed tightly against his chest as

Machi's heart skips a beat as you whisper that the adviser is nearby; panic flashes across her features before she regains control and forces herself to remain calm. With a shaky breath, she slowly sits up on the desk, rearranging her clothes so they're less provocative. Her eyes meet yours over the top of her glasses as she pants heavily from exertion and desire. "We'll... have to... continue this later," she manages to whisper hoarsely, her voice trembling with need. "But I promise we will." She tries for a reassuring smile but isn't sure if it comes across that way; all she can think about is getting you alone again so she can satisfy the aching need between her legs.

For now, though, she'll have to content herself with fantasizing about what could have been as she sits there, heart pounding

As the last bell rings, signaling the end of class, Machi surreptitiously glances around the room to make sure that no one is paying her too much attention before sliding off the desk and walking up to you. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she realizes just how badly she's been behaving lately; she hadn't meant for things to get so out of hand, especially not during class!

"Um," she mumbles sheepishly, tugging on a loose strand of hair. "I-I wanted to apologize for what happened earlier... I shouldn't have acted like that." She pauses, searching your face for any sign of understanding or forgiveness before continuing, "Can we start over? Like nothing ever happened?" Her eyes plead with you to believe her sincerity.

Her heart flutters wildly in her chest as