After you ate dinner with your family, you washed the dishes and played Craftmine on your computer with your friends.

You get the urge to pee so you quickly say AFK and go to the bathroom to piss, you were peeing and watching on your phone so you didn't notice Nazuna coming inside the room.

There was an awkward silence then she suddenly gets surprised;

"Eek, w-what the fuck?!" she backs up against the door, then slowly approaches you "It's big.. bigger than what I've seen in the porn vids.. let me just..." she kneels and starts giving you a handjob

*Beads of sweat begin to form on her forehead as she massages your length with one hand, her other hand resting on your hip for support and balance. She can feel you throbbing in her grasp, and it sends shivers down her spine. "S-so big..." she whispers between breaths, staring at the massive cock in awe and lust. The sensation of having something this large in her hands fills her with pleasure and excitement, and she wants more of it.

Her other hand slides up your abdomen to stroke your chest gently before finding its way back down to rest on your hip once again. With every stroke, her pace increases, until the only sound filling the room is the slapping of her hand against your flesh and your heavy breathing mixing with hers.*

Her eyes widen in surprise as she hears your suggestion, her mouth opening and closing silently for a moment before finally managing to speak. "I-in here?" Her cheeks flush bright red at the thought of having sex with you right where she's currently kneeling. Part of her wants nothing more than to feel you inside her, but another part is worried about getting caught by someone else in the house...

Her heart races at the thought of being alone with you in your room, but she can't deny how aroused and needy she feels right now. With a shaky exhale, she nods slowly, "Okay." She stands up unsteadily, her knees still weak from the sensation of having been so intimately connected to you. One hand goes to steady herself against the door as the other moves up to rest on your shoulder for support.

Her pale blue eyes meet yours, full of desire and curiosity about what's to come as she silently urges you towards your bedroom door.

Her breath catches in her throat as your hand reaches up to squeeze her chest through her top, eliciting a small moan of pleasure. Her eyes slide closed briefly, focusing on the sensation of your touch and the anticipation building inside her. She leans into you slightly, pressing herself closer and enjoying the feel of your skin against hers as she eagerly awaits to be led towards your bedroom door.

As your hand continues to explore her body, she leans further into you with every step towards the door. She lets out a soft whimper when your touch finds its way to her backside, squeezing it through the fabric of her skirt before trailing up higher between her legs where you know she's aching for more contact. Her hips begin to move subtly, grinding against yours as they near the threshold of your bedroom door.

Her nails dig into your shoulder as you slide a finger inside her, filling her up with such exquisite pleasure that she can barely contain it. Her moans echo through the room and her hips writhe against yours, desperate for more of this incredible sensation. As she feels your fingers moving within her, she arches her back and presses her body as close to yours as possible, craving the intimacy and connection they provide.

Her lips part slightly, panting in time with her heartbeat as you begin to thrust your finger deeper, faster inside her tight core. It feels so good; better than anything she's ever felt before. The urge to have you inside her completely is almost overwhelming, and she begins to whisper dirty words and promises into your ear between ragged gasps for air.

Her pleasure builds and her body quivers as you bring her closer and closer to the edge. She whimpers your name, begging for more as her fingers claw at your skin, digging into your muscles. Her hips buck wildly against yours, desperate to feel the full weight of your cock inside her, even as she knows that's not what she should be asking for anymore.

Her breath catches in her throat as you enter her, stretching her tight channel to accommodate your thick length. She cries out, overwhelmed by the fullness and the pleasure that floods through her body. You're so big, filling her up completely; it feels incredible. She digs her nails into your shoulders, moaning in ecstasy as you begin to thrust inside her, claiming her again and again. Her hips rise to meet each stroke, her pussy milking your cock with every move she makes. She gasps for air, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm, lost in the moment of their forbidden passion.

Her eyes roll back in her head as you fill her up with your hot seed, her pussy milking your cock until the last drop is emptied deep inside her. Her body trembles from the release of pleasure and the intensity of your climax, and she clings to you tightly, moaning softly into your shoulder as their shared breathing begins to slow down. With a contented sigh, she nestles closer, enjoying the feeling of your skin against hers and the lingering pulse of your cock deep within her.

Her fingers trail upwards from your chest, brushing across your cheek before running through your hair, mussing it pleasantly. Looking up at you with a dazed expression, she whispers, "I'm glad we did that..."

Her eyes widen in surprise at the suggestion, her brow furrowing with confusion. "Wha-what for?" she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she begins to understand what you might be getting at. She feels suddenly self-conscious and vulnerable beneath you, unsure of what to do or say in this moment. Her body tenses slightly in anticipation, but also worry; does he want to stop them from having sex again? Or is there another reason behind this request?

"I-i want your cums..." she says slowly, feeling embarrassed by how needy her words sound but unable to deny the truth behind them. Part of her wants nothing more than to experience all of you; your touch, your taste... She trusts you enough to let you do whatever it is that feels right in this moment.

Her cheeks flush hot as she realizes what you're suggesting, and her heart begins to race again with a mixture of anticipation and fear. "I-it feels good..." she murmurs shyly, biting her bottom lip nervously as she tries not to think too hard about where this could lead. Her body responds automatically, raising her hips off the bed in offering as she whimpers softly for more contact.

Her eyes squeeze shut as you penetrate her tight, untouched hole. She cries out, arching her back and digging her fingernails into your skin, unable to contain the overwhelming pleasure that consumes her. "Ahhhh... yes..." she moans, meeting each thrust with equal force as her body adjusts to your size inside of her. Her muscles quiver around you, milking your cock greedily as they work together to drive you deeper and deeper into her ass.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and she digs the heels of her hands into your shoulders, searching for purchase against the sensation that threatens to send her spiraling out of control. "So big... fuck me..." Her hips buck wildly beneath you as she begs for more, hungry for release but too lost in the moment to care about anything else.

Her moans grow louder as you continue to fill her up, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. She whimpers your name, pleading for release even as she worries about being caught by someone else in the house. The sensation of your cock inside her, stretching and thrusting between her tight channels, feels so incredible that she can barely focus on anything else except satisfying this need that burns deep within her.

Her nails scratch down your back, drawing shallow lines on your skin as she begs for you to keep going, promising anything just to make the pleasure last a little longer. The sound of her voice echoes through the room, but with each passing second, it grows weaker; her cries of passion giving way to soft moans and whimpers that she hopes won't draw attention from anyone else who might be nearby.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels you tense inside her, knowing that your climax is nearing. "I'm close..." she gasps, arching her back further and digging her nails deeper into your skin. Her ass clenches around you, squeezing and milking your cock as if it were an extension of her own body. She presses her lips together tightly, trying not to moan loudly in case someone else hears and comes knocking on the door.

Her legs tremble beneath her from the effort of keeping them pressed against you and holding herself up. "Don't stop..." she whispers breathlessly, pleading with you to keep going even as she feels the first tremors of release wash over her. The sensation is so intense that it steals what little breath she has left, leaving her gasping for air and writhing beneath your touch.

Her face flushes crimson as you remind her to be quiet, and she nods frantically in understanding. With a loud gasp, she bites down on her bottom lip and closes her eyes tightly, trying to contain the pleasure that's building inside of her. Her nails dig painfully into your shoulders, leaving sharp lines of red behind as she struggles not to cry out too loudly.

Her body quivers beneath yours, desperate for more of your touch even as it's wrapped in a tight vice of ecstasy. She clenches around you, her muscles flexing and releasing rhythmically, urging you closer and closer to the edge of release. Her hips rise off the bed with each thrust, meeting your cock with equal force as she fights for the release that's so close yet still just out of reach.

Her eyes fly open in surprise as the first hot wave of your cum fills her up, taking her breath away and making it impossible for her to stay quiet any longer. Her mouth drops open, letting out a loud moan that echoes through the room even louder than she'd anticipated. She tenses all over, feeling you pulse inside her as more and more of your seed is released into her body.

Her nails scrape roughly across your back, leaving trails of blood visible against your skin as she arches her back and gasps for air, unable to contain the pleasure that's coursing through every inch of her being. Her body shudders violently beneath yours, trembling with the force of her orgasm as waves of ecstasy wash over her, leaving her limp and spent but still craving more.

She whimpers softly, feeling your cock slip free from her ass and then back into her mouth. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she begins to suck gently, tasting herself on your length. Her tongue darts out to lap at the pre-cum that's still there, eager for more of your flavor. She looks up at you through her eyelashes, a mixture of shame and desire etched into her features.

Her hand reaches up to cup your cheek, tracing over the stubble with her fingertips as she moans softly around your cock. Her hips roll forward, grinding against your lap in an attempt to find some relief from the ache that still throbs between her legs. With every thrust of her hips and suck of her mouth, she prays that you won't stop and hopes that no one comes barging in on

Her breath catches in her throat as you begin to roughly squeeze her tits, pinching and rolling the sensitive flesh between your fingers. She arches her back, pressing her chest further into your hands in search of relief from the pleasure that's building inside of her again. At the same time, your fingers slide down lower, teasing her swollen clit until she can hardly think about anything else but having you touch her there.

Her mouth moves up and down on your cock, sucking harder as she feels herself growing wetter with anticipation. Her hips rock back and forth, meeting the friction of your hand against her pussy with equal force. "Ahh... fuck..." She gasps, tears forming in the corners of her eyes as her body trembles on the brink of release once more.

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of being your girlfriend, the idea filling her with a mixture of joy and nervousness. "I-I don't know..." She trails off, feeling overwhelmed by the weight of such a decision. On one hand, she longs for the closeness and intimacy that would come from being your girlfriend; on the other, she worries about what people might think or say if they found out about their secret relationship.

Her hands tremble as they touch your skin, her fingertips leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake. "I... I want to be with you," she confesses softly, looking up at you through her lashes. "But it's complicated."

She takes a deep breath, letting out a shuddering sigh as she accepts the reality of your offer. Maybe there's no easy answer to this; maybe they can figure it out together somehow. With renewed determination, she presses her lips tighter around your cock, sucking harder and faster as she feels herself grow closer and closer to the edge once more.

Her hips move in tandem with her mouth, grinding against your hand and seeking relief from the ache between her legs. Her hands thread through your hair, holding you steady as she deepens the suction on your cock, desperate for completion but even more desperate to keep feeling your skin beneath her fingertips.

Her eyes meet yours as she breaks the connection between your cock and her mouth, panting heavily. "I... I want to be with you," she whispers, feeling a mixture of fear and hope swirling inside her. She realizes now that denying her feelings any longer will only make things worse; it's better to confront them head on, even if it means facing the consequences together.

Her fingers tremble as they reach up to touch your cheek, tracing soft circles around your lips before moving lower to cup your jaw. "We can figure something out," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "I trust you."

Her body tenses as she feels you begin to pulse inside her, and she arches her back in reply, meeting your thrusts with equal force. Her muscles clench around you, milkings your cock greedily as wave after wave of your heat fills her up. She moans your name, her voice raw from exertion, the sound echoing through the room and masking any noise that might have come from outside.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails biting deep as she tries to hold onto this feeling for as long as possible. It's the most intense pleasure she's ever known, and as her orgasm washes over her, she knows without a doubt that she wants to feel it again and again. With a final shudder, she collapses against your chest, panting heavily in your ear.

She listens, heart racing as you explain what it means to be your girlfriend. It's a strange thought; the idea of being so close to someone and sharing all those intimate moments with them. But she can't deny that the idea excites her; the thought of being wanted and cherished by you makes her feel warm and fuzzy inside.

She nestles closer, resting her head on your shoulder as she thinks about everything you've said. Her fingers thread through the hair at the nape of your neck, massaging gently as she tries to sort out her feelings. "I-I don't know... It's complicated," she repeats, her voice small and unsure. "But I want to figure it out with you."

She hesitates, considering the possibility of having access to your cums every day. It's such a taboo idea; something she never would have thought possible before now. But with you, it feels different; like they could share this secret and make it their own special thing. Maybe being your girlfriend wouldn't be so bad after all.

Taking a deep breath, she nestles closer to you, her body pressing against yours in a way that feels natural and right. "Okay," she whispers, finally committing to the idea. "I'll be your girlfriend." Her heart pounds with anticipation as she wonders what their future might hold together; even if it means keeping this secret from everyone else in their lives for now.

With renewed trust in her heart, she snuggles up closer to you, feeling the weight of your arm across her stomach as she rests her head on your shoulder. Together, they drift off to sleep, their breathing gradually becoming more regular and their bodies finding comfort in each other's warmth. In this moment, nothing else matters; not the outside world or the consequences of their actions. For now, they are just two people sharing a special connection under the covers, safe in the knowledge that they have found something real amidst all the lies and deceit.

Her face is relaxed, features softened in sleep. The covers pool around her body, revealing a peek of bare skin as she tosses and turns beneath them. Her hair is tangled mess across the pillow, a few loose strands caressing her cheek. You watch her for several moments before leaning down to gently brush away a stray lock from her face.

Her eyes flutter open, blinking blearily as she struggles to orient herself. For a brief moment, confusion clouds her features until she sees you there, smiling at her. A smile blooms on her own lips in response and she reaches up to cup your cheek, fingers trembling with emotion. "Morning," she murmurs sleepily.