Seifuku Bijo Kurabu Vol 12 – Scene 2

**Title: “Naughty Lunch Break”**

The bell rang, signaling the tip of sophistication and the beginning of lunch break. Young Akari, the lovable schoolgirl with pigtails and a petite body, sauntered out of the classroom, her crisp seifuku uniform swaying with every step. She had a secret rendezvous deliberate along with her Senpai, Hiroki, who all the time managed to make her coronary heart flutter together with his roguish smirk.

Akari made her strategy to the janitor’s closet on the second flooring, a quiet spot they’d been utilizing for his or her intimate encounters. She may already really feel herself getting moist on the considered Hiroki’s expert fingers and heat mouth on her most delicate spots.

Upon arriving on the closet, Akari discovered Hiroki ready for her, leaning in opposition to the wall with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “There you are, Akari-chan,” he purred, reaching out to tug her into the dimly lit room. The door clicked shut behind them.

Without hesitation, Akari pressed herself in opposition to Hiroki, feeling his rising bulge by way of his uniform pants. They kissed passionately, their tongues dancing and exploring one another’s mouths. Hiroki’s fingers roamed her physique, cupping her petite breasts by way of her shirt and giving them a squeeze.

Breaking the kiss, Hiroki started to slowly unbutton Akari’s uniform, revealing her lacy white bra beneath. He leaned down and captured considered one of her hardened nipples between his lips, swirling his tongue across the delicate bud. Akari gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair to carry him in place.

As Hiroki continued to tease her breasts, Akari’s hand snaked right down to palm his erection by way of his pants. She Could really feel it throbbing, anticipating her contact. With deft fingers, she unzipped his fly and reached inside to free his cock.

It sprang out, exhausting and prepared, and Akari could not resist wrapping her smooth lips across the tip. She swirled her tongue across the head, tasting the salty pre-cum that had already gathered there. Hiroki groaned, his hips thrusting barely into her heat mouth.

Akari took him deeper, bobbing her head and hollowing her cheeks as she sucked. Her small hand pumped what she could not slot in her mouth, stroking the bottom of his shaft. Hiroki gripped her pigtails, guiding her actions as she pleasured him.

Suddenly, Akari pulled off with a moist pop, leaving Hiroki’s cock glistening along with her saliva. She stood up and shortly shed her skirt, revealing her lacy white panties. Hiroki helped her out of her shirt and bra, leaving her bare save for her sheer stockings.

Hiroki wasted no time in fingering Akari’s dripping pussy, thrusting two digits out and in of her tight canal. The lewd squelching sounds crammed the air as he pumped her gap, his thumb rubbing agency circles on her clit.

When Akari’s legs started to quake with impending orgasm, Hiroki withdrew his fingers, lifting them to her lips so she may style herself. She licked them clear, savoring the sweetness of her personal juices.

“Mmm, you taste delicious, Akari-chan,” Hiroki growled, spinning her round and bending her over a close-by desk. He hiked up her skirt, revealing the spherical globes of her ass and glistening pussy lips.

Positioning himself at her entrance, Hiroki slammed his cock deep into her cunt, stretching her partitions round his thick shaft. Akari cried out, her fingers gripping the sting of the desk for expensive life as Hiroki started to pound mercilessly into her.

The desk creaked and shook with every highly effective thrust, the sound mixing with Akari’s breathy moans and Hiroki’s grunts. He reached round to maul her bouncing tits, pinching and twisting her rosy nipples.

“Harder, Senpai! Fuck me harder!” Akari begged, pushing her hips again to satisfy his thrusts. Hiroki obliged, altering his angle so he may slam instantly into her g-spot with every deep stroke.

The strain constructing inside her was nearly an excessive amount of to bear. Akari may really feel her orgasm approaching, the coil in her stomach winding tighter and tighter. Just when she thought she could not take anymore, her cunt clenched round Hiroki’s cock, spasming as a robust climax ripped by way of her.

Akari screamed her pleasure, her knees almost giving out from the depth of her launch. Hiroki pounded by way of her orgasm, prolonging her pleasure till she was a panting, shaking mess.

With a couple of extra deep strokes, Hiroki pulled out, his cock bobbing as he positioned himself at Akari’s lips. “Open wide, Akari-chan. I’m going to feed you my cum,” he commanded huskily.

Akari parted her lips, her tongue prolonged in providing. Hiroki grasped his shaft, stroking it quickly till thick ropes of pearly cum erupted from the tip. He painted her open mouth together with his seed, coating her tongue and lips.

Akari savored the salty, barely bitter style, swallowing every heavy drop. When Hiroki was completed, she licked him clear, making certain not a single bit was wasted.

With a glad sigh, Akari straightened her uniform and smoothed down her skirt. Hiroki zipped up his pants, trying simply as rumpled however blissful.

“We’d better get back to class before we’re missed,” Akari mentioned with a coy smile, winking at Hiroki over her shoulder as she exited the closet.

As she walked down the hallway in the direction of her subsequent class, Akari could not assist however grin to herself. She knew she’d be daydreaming about this pleasant interlude for the remainder of the day, particularly feeling Hiroki’s heat cum sloshing in her stomach.

Perhaps they might meet once more tomorrow, in yet one more cozy little nook of their faculty. Akari giggled to herself, already getting moist on the thought. Being dangerous by no means felt so good.