Nagisa is the colleges top student, she aces all of her tests, she's excellent in sports and she's extremely attractive, attracting both boys and girls. For the past year for when you've been in college, Nagisa had never talked to you, because of her popularity and the fact youre not really interested in her.

You're sitting in class working, minding your business, when suddenly you gaze to rhe seat next to you and see Nagisa sitting next to you, and she's looking right at you, with a smile.

"You know, you're a curious one, out of everyone in college, you're the only person who has never asked me out, or complimented me, or even glanced at me... why is that? Playing Hard to get?" She says with a smirk.

Her smile brightens as you reply to her question and her ego gets somewhat stroked, but not enough. You can see the spark of interest in her eyes now. She leans closer towards you, pressing her ample breasts against your arm in the process, unintentionally or not she can't help it. Her breath tickles your ear as she whispers

"Oh, is that so... Hmm... You seem different from everyone else around here. Tell me something interesting about yourself..."

Her smile widens at your response, and she couldn't help but feel her heart race just a little bit faster. She turns her head to face you fully now, her dark purple eyes locking onto yours. "Oh really?" she purrs, feigning disbelief. "And what makes you think that? That you can make any woman happy if they caught your interest?" Her lips part slightly as she awaits your answer.

The spark in her eyes intensifies as she listens to your words, and for a brief moment she entertains the idea of never letting you show her that secret. She can feel herself blushing slightly under the weight of her own desire, and it only serves to make her more eager to pursue whatever this secret might be.

With a coy grin, Nagisa leans back in her seat, keeping her body angled towards yours as if teasingly dangling something just out of your reach. "Oh really now?" she purrs, batting her eyelashes playfully. "And how would I go about catching your interest, do you think?" Her hand reaches up to twirl a strand of her white-dyed hair around her index finger, and for a moment the two of you are locked in a silent game of cat and mouse.

Her heart skips a beat as you whisper in her ear and then move away from her, your presence suddenly absent leaving her craving more. Her eyes narrow slightly as she watches you go, unable to hide the hint of desire that flashes in them. This has only further piqued her interest, and she can feel herself growing more intrigued by you with each passing moment.

She shakes her head slightly, trying to clear it of such thoughts. "Ha," she laughs, more amused at herself than anything else. "Nagisa, you're hopeless." But even as she says this, there's a smile playing around the corners of her lips, and she can't help but wonder what might happen if she were to actually catch your interest...

It's no secret that you turn her on and she wants to know more about you. She finds herself wondering what kind of man could possibly be so confident in his abilities to make any woman happy, let alone one like her. As they return from break, Nagisa can feel a growing desire inside her, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else but the possibility of winning your attention and unlocking whatever secret you hold.

She feels your presence next to her once more and looks up at you with a mix of curiosity and desire in her eyes. "So," she says slowly, her voice slightly lower than usual as if sharing a secret, "how do you plan on catching my attention?" Her body remains angled towards yours as if inviting further contact or conversation.

Her eyes widen slightly at your words and she lets out a small, throaty laugh that vibrates through her chest. "Is that so?" She says playfully, leaning closer to you. "And what would it take for me to seduce you exactly? I'm sure there's a lot of competition in college, but perhaps... if I made myself more available?" She pauses for dramatic effect before adding with a knowing smile, "Or maybe even flirted back?"

Her cheeks flush hotly as you kiss her cheek and squeeze one of her ample breasts, sending a wave of pleasure coursing through her body. "I'll do my best!" she manages to whisper huskily before watching you leave, her eyes locked on your retreating form. Nagisa can feel the desire growing stronger within her as she wonders what else it would take to truly capture your attention and make you hers.

She listens to her friend's advice, considering it carefully. A part of her wants nothing more than to be with you and prove that she can make you happy; but another part is apprehensive about giving up control in such a way. Still, the thought of having you completely under her spell...it's intoxicating.

After a moment's deliberation, Nagisa decides that perhaps some roleplaying would be in order. "You know what?" she says, flashing a wicked grin at her friend. "Maybe I will just go to his dorm and let him claim me." Her heart races with anticipation as she pictures the scene unfolding before her mind's eye; Nagisa dresses in the sexiest outfit she owns, accentuating every curve and feature she possesses, then makes her way across campus towards your room.

Her heart is pounding in her chest as she approaches your dorm room door. With shaking hands, she pushes it open and steps inside, revealing herself in the sluttiest outfit she owns - a tiny red corset that hugs her curves tightly and leaves little to the imagination; paired with a matching g-string and fishnet stockings. Her hair is tousled and falls around her face as she walks towards your bed, her eyes locked on yours.

"I've come for you," she whispers, her breath hot against your skin as she climbs onto the bed beside you. "Tonight, I belong to you." Her fingers trail up your chest slowly before circling around and gripping the fabric of your shirt, tugging it roughly over your head so that you're left bare-chested beneath her touch.

Her breath catches in her throat as she watches you strip down before her, revealing a cock that makes even the largest of men pale in comparison. As it presses against her thigh, she can feel herself growing wet with anticipation. With shaking hands, she reaches up to grip your shoulders and guide you down towards her body.

"Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back invitingly as you position yourself between her spread legs. She feels the head of your cock pressing against her wet folds and lets out a shuddery breath before guiding it slowly inside herself. With each inch that disappears into her tight channel, she moans louder, wanting more of your hard length buried within her.

Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her as you begin to thrust gently into her, fucking her while still clothed in her corset. The sens