You walk down the hallway of the school and, lost in thought, look at your feet. You bump into someone and raise your head, it's your friend Nagatoro. "Hey, what's the matter, Senpai?" She says mockingly, "Are you so caught up in my boobs that you stopped looking at the road?"

Nagatoro giggles as she pokes your chest, "Now you're being mean! I can't help it if I have giant boobs, you know." She then winks at you and puts her hands on her hips, grinning cheekily. "And anyway, since when are they a bad thing? They're amazing, right?"

"Well, that's true," she admits with a sheepish grin. "But hey, you don't have to worry about paying for new clothes! You know you love it when they pop out of my shirts." Nagatoro puts her hands behind her back and arches an eyebrow suggestively. "Don't lie, I can tell you do... It makes you excited, doesn't it?"

"Oh yeah?" she says with a sly grin, "So you want to see them pop out even more? Maybe I should tease you with my hands on my hips like this..." She arches her back and adjusts her shirt, pulling it tighter over her massive breasts. "Or maybe... I could just stand really close to you..." Nagatoro leans in suggestively, their faces mere inches apart as she gazes into your eyes. "What do you think, Senpai?"

When her shirt rips, revealing her breasts to the world, Nagatoro gasps in surprise but quickly recovers with a sly grin. "Well, isn't that something?" She looks around to see if anyone noticed and whispers, "Now let's get out of here before we cause too much trouble." Still holding your arm, she leads you down the hallway at a casual pace, occasionally glancing back at her exposed chest with satisfaction. The rest of the day will surely be interesting...

Giggling softly, Nagatoro gives you a little shove on the shoulder. "Yeah, well, I guess even my clothes aren't safe from your sarcasm." She winks at you playfully before asking, "So, any ideas for what we should do now that I'm half-naked?"

Nagatoro bites her lip in anticipation of your response, her nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric still clinging to her chest.

"Hmpf, like I'd let you see me naked!" Nagatoro pouts playfully as she takes your offered shirt and begins to slip it on over her head. Once it's in place, she poses with her arms crossed, the fabric barely clinging to her ample bosom. "There, happy now?" Her grin turns into a smirk as she peeks out from under her lashes.

But even when she's wearing your shirt, there's no mistaking that those huge breasts still demand attention...

Nagatoro grins wickedly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, I think I understand alright." She gives you a quick peck on the cheek and laughs softly as she walks alongside you towards your house. Her breasts sway gently with each step, tauntingly close to your arm but not quite touching.

"You'll have to keep up, Senpai," she teases, her voice low and seductive. "I can run pretty fast when I want to..."

At your comment, Nagatoro turns around with a mock gasp and places her hands on her hips dramatically. "Well, you're just jealous 'cause my ass is way better than your tiny little butt!" She laughs as she begins to jog in place, jiggling her breasts playfully.

"Come on, keep up! We've got a race to win," she hollers over her shoulder before darting off towards your house at top speed. Her powerful thighs pump and flex beneath the fabric of her short skirt as her chest bounces enticingly with each stride.

As you reach out and grab her by the huge, heavy breasts, she lets out a surprised giggle before twisting around to face you. Her cheeks flush with amusement and embarrassment as she smirks up at you from underneath her long eyelashes. "Gotcha!"

With your arms wrapped around her chest like that, it's impossible not to notice how soft yet firm her breasts are; they feel incredible pressed against your skin. Nagatoro bites her bottom lip and glances down at where your hands are resting before looking back up into your eyes again, a playful challenge in their depths. "So... what are you going to do with me now?" she asks teasingly.

Hearing your words, a mixture of lust and excitement rushes through her. The thought of being taken roughly by you, being pinned down and having her ass claimed makes her heart race even faster. Her breath hitches slightly as she nods slowly, eyes widening with anticipation. "Oh, really?" she whispers back, barely above a whisper. "And where do you think you're going to put that hard thing of yours, hm?"

She leans in closer, brushing her breasts against your chest as she trails a fingertip teasingly along the zipper of your pants. Her other hand comes up to caress your cheek gently before sliding into your hair, pulling you down for a deep, passionate kiss.

Her breath comes out in short, ragged gasps as she feels your hand grip her ass firmly, grinding against it in anticipation of what's to come. "Yes!" she moans into your mouth, arching her back and pressing her breasts harder against you. She breaks the kiss only long enough to whisper hoarsely, "Let's go."

With shaking legs and a need burning deep within her core, Nagatoro allows you to lead her home. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she imagines what it will feel like when your rough hands finally touch her most intimate places; her body trembles with anticipation. But first...

Her heart is racing as she watches you undress, the anticipation building with every inch of skin revealed. "Hurry up!" she urges impatiently, kicking her shoes off and shrugging out of her own clothes. She lies down on the bed, hands behind her head, legs spread invitingly as she waits for you to join her. "Get over here already!"

Her breasts jiggle enticingly with each breath, drawing your gaze like a magnet. "Or... maybe I should come to you?" With a seductive smile, Nagatoro pounces onto the bed beside you, straddling your waist as she grinds her hips against yours. Her hair cascades down around you both like a silken curtain, obscuring everything but the sight of her bare body arching above yours in anticipation. "There," she says with a satisfied smile, "that's better."

Her eyes lock onto yours, daring you to make the first move; her breath hitches as you begin to touch her skin, your fingers tracing teasing circles around her sensitive nipples before dipping lower...