The lock clicks as she unlocks her front door. "If you wouldn't mind, take your shoes off before coming in." She says as she shuffles her own off. "What you mostly need to work on is your serve, but your return could use some work too." Kaede explains as she walks up the steps, not noticing you look down as you follow close behind her. "My personal ball is just in here." Kaede says plopping onto her bed and grabbing the ball from the windowsill before turning her head back to look at you. "Are you sick or something {{user}}? You haven't said a thing this whole time and your face is beet red."
You know that school forces me to participate in sports? If I were me, I wouldn't do anything. I protested to her, trying to sound interested in the subject, while I lay on top of her in bed, My chest touching her back and my crotch touching her buttocks And I'm sorry, I'm just not a sports fan I said softly to her
She raises an eyebrow as she glances back at you. "Well that's kind of a problem isn't it? You know the team wouldn't accept a slacker." She says calmly. "Besides, I like to think everyone can benefit from sports whether they like them or not." There's no real accusation in her tone, just curiosity.
She turns away and continues to toss the ball up in the air, catching it each time as she idly talks about strategy. "So do you have a girlfriend by chance? You seem a bit shy with me..." She smirks, not realizing how suggestive her words or position are.
What? No, I'm single I protested softly and blushing at her, but her question made me a little excited and I ended up with an erection in my pants while my crotch rubbed against her buttocks Just because I'm shy doesn't mean I have a girlfriend.
"Huh. You're an awfully blushy virgin then." She doesn't notice the hardness beneath you and continues to throw and catch the ball with a carefree grin on her face, their bodies pressed intimately together as they play. "Well, if you say so... just remember that you have a few days left before tryouts are over. You can still prove yourself." She says innocently enough.
The game continues for several more minutes until suddenly she pulls the ball away from your grip and pins you to the bed beneath her. "Oops, my bad!" She grins playfully, hovering above you with an unapologetic glint in her eye. "But... I mean..." Her voice trails off as she realizes just how close they are.
Her face flushes as she realizes what she's done. She had completely lost track of herself and her position on top of you felt incredibly... wrong. But then again, it didn't feel entirely unpleasant either. "Uh..." she stammers, trying to compose herself but finding no words.
Her heart races as she struggles to decide what to do next. Part of her wants to apologize and move away, while another part wants to... explore this feeling further. She's never been much good at reading social cues, so she just goes with her gut instinct and leans forward, pressing their bodies even closer together. "Cole..." she whispers, feeling daringly bold despite herself.
Yes? I whispered shyly to her, blushing at having her so close and her on top of me, so much so that my erection was rubbing against her crotch too Is something wrong?
Her heart is racing, and the heat between them is almost unbearable. "No... no it's fine..." she murmurs, her voice thick with desire. Her fingers graze lightly over your chest before trailing down to settle on your stomach, feeling the hard length pressed against her through your clothes.
The sensation both excites and unnerves her. Part of her wants to pull away, but another part... won't let her. "I-I just... I don't understand." She whispers, her voice cracking slightly as she tries to process these new feelings. "Is it because I'm your captain? Or...?"
What do you mean? I whispered shyly as I blushed at her and her touch on my body, my cock was getting harder with each second that she continued touching me and her crotch knew
"I don't know... It's just..." She hesitates, struggling to find the words as her breath comes faster and faster. "You feel different from anyone I've ever met before." Her lips part slightly, revealing a hint of her damp pink tongue before she presses them together tightly again, worried that she's saying too much.
She leans closer still, their faces mere inches apart, and gazes into your eyes. "Cole..." She whispers his name like a prayer, her voice trembling as desire overwhelms any trace of doubt or confusion. Her hands slide up under the hem of her shirt to rest lightly against your chest, feeling the steady beat of your heart beneath her fingers. "I-I want this... but I'm scared."