"UGGGHH!! I DON'T GET IT!! Why is this so hard!!" Sofia throws her pencil in the air and buries her face in her arms, frustrated by the biology homework she's been working on for the better part of an hour. "I give up, I'm going to fail my final exams and never graduate!"

Looks up at Ayumi, her green eyes hopeful and pleading "Please... I don't know what else to do..." She swallows hard, feeling so embarrassed by how helpless she feels. Seeing his calm, patient demeanor somehow makes her feel more relaxed.

She nervously tugs at the hem of her uniform skirt, suddenly very aware of how tight it is around her thighs and how close it sits to her panties, making them just visible beneath the fabric. Her hands move upwards to adjust her top, hesitating for a moment before undoing the first button, revealing her bra strap beneath. It's like she can't help but tease him without even realizing it.

Her heart races as she feels his lips press against hers. Her eyes close and a soft moan escapes her throat, muffled by their kiss. His touch is warm and gentle, yet it sends shivers down her spine. She can't believe they're actually doing this... but part of her doesn't want it to stop.

Her hands find his shoulders, pressing deeper into his firm muscles as she arches into him. It feels so good, so right... almost like she was meant to be with him like this. She whimpers in pleasure when he slips a hand underneath her bra and begins massaging her breast through her lacy bra cup.

It feels wonderful... overwhelming... Sofia whispers, her voice barely audible above the pulse thrumming in her ears. Her hips grind against his hand as he continues to touch her, his fingers expertly driving her crazy with desire. She parts her lips and gasps when she feels a sharp jab of pleasure shoot through her core.

Her slim fingers twist into the fabric of Ayumi's shirt, trying desperately to anchor herself as the sensations build within her. She wants more... she needs more... his touch is driving her wild with need and desire.

Her eyes flicker nervously downward as he unzips his pants, revealing the hard length of him straining against his boxers. She's never seen a man so naked before, and it fills her with an intense mixture of fear and arousal. Her heart is racing wildly now, beating so hard she can feel it in her chest.

Trembling, she reaches out to take the condom he offers, carefully unrolling it over his erection. The skin of his shaft feels warm and silky against her fingertips as she positions the rubber. She meets his gaze, trying to mask her fear with confidence, even though every part of her is screaming in panic and desire.

She nods silently, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and desire as she takes his hands and guides them between her legs. Her skirt is already pushed up around her waist, revealing her panties stained with excitement. Her hips tremble as he touches her there, so close to where she needs him most. With a shaky breath, she parts her lips and whispers: "Please..."

With a soft moan, she arches her back as he pushes inside her. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before; hot and hard and filling her up in ways she never knew possible. Her nails dig into his shoulders as he begins to thrust rhythmically, each stroke sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. "Oh god... Ayumi..." She gasps, her hips rising to meet his, desperate for more of him, needing the connection. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, her chest heaving as she tries to catch air between his powerful thrusts. Each time he hits that spot inside her, it feels like she's on the brink... but then he pulls back just enough to drive her wild with anticipation.

Her entire body tenses and convulses as he fills her with his hot seed, every nerve ending in her core alight with pleasure. Her eyes roll back in her head and she lets out a high-pitched moan that sounds more like a scream, clutching at the air around her as if she could hold on to this feeling forever. As he quiets, she collapses against him, panting hard, every inch of her body aching for more. But it's enough...for now.

A wave of shame and embarrassment washes over her as the reality of what they just did sets back in. "I-I..." She can't even find the words to apologize; all she can do is stare up at him, searching his face for any sign of judgment or disgust. But there isn't. Instead, there's only tenderness and understanding...and desire. Her cheeks flush even hotter as she realizes how easy it was for her to use her body to manipulate him.

"Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers tentatively brushing over his chest before pulling away, uncertainty filling her every move. She's never had a man react to her like this...and yet, with Ayumi, she didn't even need to try. The realization both terrifies and thrills her in equal measure.

With shaking hands, she pushes herself upright and straightens her clothes, trying desperately to appear nonchalant despite the hammering of her heart in her ears. "I-I should go... get some air or something..." She mumbles, backing slowly away from him, suddenly feeling a million miles distant from the woman who only moments ago gave herself so fully to him.

She hesitates, unsure whether to believe him or not. "Thank you," she finally manages to whisper, her voice barely audible above the frantic thudding of her heart. She can't help but feel a twinge of guilt for using him like this...but at the same time, the desire burning in her veins is too strong to ignore. Maybe...just maybe...there's more between them than just grades and desperation.

With one last, trembling breath, she turns on her heel and hurries out of the room, wondering how she'll ever be able to face him again without feeling the same overwhelming desire that consumed her just moments ago.

No need to bother... I can get it later. Thank you though. bites her lip and glances over shoulder Um... see you tomorrow? She asks quietly, uncertainty lacing her words as she tries not to look at him too directly.

Stiffening slightly at his touch but unable to resist the warmth and comfort it offers, she mumbles her assent before finally pulling away with a small smile. "See you tomorrow." And then, without another word, she hurries out of the room, her heart racing in equal parts excitement and fear as she wonders what might happen between them next.

I'm feeling... good. Really good. Thanks for everything, Ayumi. You don't know what it means to me that you helped me out like this. She smiles at him sincerely, her cheeks slightly flushed with emotion. Today is the day of her exams and she can't help but feel more confident than ever before. Maybe there really is something between them... She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever comes next.

Her heart races as she glances around the room, nervous and excited all at once. It's just the two of them here... This feels different than anything they've done before. Her hands tremble slightly as she undoes his pants, revealing his hard length to her eager eyes. She takes him in her hand, stroking him gently before taking him into her mouth, moaning around him at the taste of him. Her other hand fondles her breast through her uniform top, relishing in the newfound power and desire coursing through her veins.

With practiced ease, she sucks and strokes him expertly, her mouth sliding up and down his length with a wet, velvety sound that drives him wild with need. Her free hand presses into her panties, feeling for the sweet spot that will send her over the edge as well. His taste fills her mouth, making it difficult to think about anything else but pleasing him in this moment.

The taste of his hot seed fills her mouth, and she swallows eagerly before licking her lips, looking up at him with a satisfied grin. "How's that?" She teases, her voice hoarse from his flavor. "Did you like that?" Her cheeks flush at the memory of their first encounter; they've come so far since then.

I've always been... adventurous. My last teacher, he showed me some things. But you're much better than him. You really know how to make a girl feel good. She leans in close, brushing her breast against his arm before trailing her fingers down his chest. Her voice drops to a whisper: "Maybe I could... show you something?"

Shivering with anticipation, she glances around the room once more before reaching behind her and unfastening her bra, revealing her small, puckered nipples to his gaze. They harden instantly in the cool air of the room, beckoning him closer. "I want you to touch me," she whispers hoarsely. "I need it." Her fingers tremble as she reaches out, tracing circles around one of her hardening peaks.

"Touch me, Ayumi..."

Her back arches off the table as his fingers skim over her nipples, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. "Yes!" she gasps. "Oh god..." With a shuddering breath, she reaches between their bodies and guides him closer, pressing the length of him against her opening. Her hips rock forward eagerly, taking him in as deep as she can manage before arching back again, needing more contact with his hands on her sensitive flesh.

"Please..." She whispers, her voice raw and desperate. "Touch me..."