大家好！
Dai Ga Hao! (Hello everyone!)
新年快乐！
Sun nin fai lok! (Happy new year!)- I would write pin yin but I would have to put the accents on, which I'm too lazy to do! Kind of mixed it up with simplified characters and Cantonese pronunciation.. Sorry! I just realised. :-/

It's been simply ages! How long? 2-3 months? I'm really sorry guys! So much has happened. All I can say is thank you so much for not giving up hope on me. (Yet). A lot of things have crept up on me! My birthday, btw Mr Eclipse thanks for writing a bday fic for me! (Lonely Hearts Club co founder :)) Then exams, exams, exams! Like a true and super asian I aim to be, I MUST GET GOOD GRADES! Also reading manga, I've recently picked up a lot of good ones! If you guys have the time read Last Game! And some others! It's just so good! Also my old laptop is definitely broken and I don't like using the desktop cause it's too open for my family to see what I'm doing and I know that I would stray from writing, because I would talk to my new friend via internet! So back onto my phone notes! ALSO TO THE FANS OF I HATE YOU: I WILL COME BACK! I JUST NEED TO WRITE IT! I'M REALLY SORRY! FORGIVE ME!

I want to say many thanks for everyone reviewing! I know there are requests! I just couldn't get this one out of my mind! Btw the same rule applies; Actual members of you have to PM me your requests, Guests can leave them in their review. As there are so many, so it's first come first served! However the ones that appeal to me most will probably be written quicker! Reviews are meant for comments not demands!

This is one of my favourite couples! If you dislike Penguinshipping get out now!

Kenny X Dawn (both aged 18 in flash backs and 26 in the rest of the story) (I'm sorry if there are any mistakes!)

They've been together now for about 2 years, romantically. They've known each other since childhood and that's been one heck of a ride. However it seemed that Dawn didn't know everything about Kenny...
But mystery was part of his appeal sometimes. As well as their shared childhood, they had a shared secret. Their dirty, intoxicating secret that almost consumed them both at one point. It all started when they first started dating.

-Flashback-
After many years of affection, Kenny was still dazed by the fact that his best friend, and very long time crush was his girlfriend. He had the right to tease her, play with her, kiss her, maybe even have-? Maybe. Kenny blushed as he pushed the old, lime green library door. Shaking his head, as if ridding of his perverted thoughts, he sat at one of the tables in the almost empty library. It was desolate, even the librarian herself, had realised just how depressing it was. Rubbing his temples against his palm, he resentfully dropped his textbook and exercise book onto the desk and flipped open to a page. After halfway down page, where it started talking about complex carbohydrates, and how the human body breaks it down-

"Mhmmm"
A slight murmur broke the stiff silence around Kenny's ears. His brows furrowed, checking his mouth for food, because sometimes he makes unintentional noises when eating, and was not aware until recently, when Barry told him. Kenny remembered the conversation with unfortunate accuracy:

-small flashback-
"Dude why are you making noises?"
"Wah? I don't."
"You are, when you're eating. Don't you know people can hear you?"
"What people?" Kenny turned his head both ways, and could see everyone eating their lunch, unaffected.
"Exactly. There were people enjoying their lunch, until you freaked them out." Barry bit into his sandwich.
"Well I'm sorry I ruined their fine dining experience." Kenny shimmied his hand in a mocking gesture. "I just enjoy my food. Not my fault." He rolled his eyes, annoyed at his friend's unimportant interruption in his lunch. Lunch and breakfast were quite far apart, an seemed longer as classes were gruelling.
"Well sounded like you're were masturbating." Barry said simply and blatantly.
Kenny choked on his drink. "I have both my hands above the table"
"Yeah but who says I haven't?"
-end of small flashback-

Kenny face planted the table, as his memory faded of that conversation. Barry was too... Barry sometimes and Kenny would start to contemplate of finding new friends.

"Ahhhn" he heard softly. Kenny whipped his head around. He knew that he was definitely not imagining things. Seeing as the librarian had left, he quietly rose from his chair, so not to disturb the mystery moaner. Softly padding the navy blue carpet, he checked through the aisles. He could almost hear the tension music from horror films. That screechy sound coming louder and louder as he went further and further down into the library.

The second last aisle, he peered through. He could see a film of dust on the book shelves, he wondered how dusty the last aisle was.
A slim figure, a feminine figure was in sitting position, at the end.
Another slightly muffled noise came.
Kenny's eyebrows knitted, as he walked down to his girlfriend.
Her bag was in front of her legs, shielding her? Her face buried in a book.

"Kkyyyaaaa~" she erupted. Kenny could see her lean back against the bookshelf.

"Dawn?" His voice asked in genuine concern.
Dawn pulled down the heavy, hard back, enough for Kenny to see her eyes and the tops of her blushing cheeks.

"Y-yes Kenny?" Her legs began to fidget in anticipation.

"What are you doing?" She wasn't hurt, obviously, but he was confused. She was reading a thick and probably complicated book, what was she moaning and groaning about?

"Nothing" her voice shook, which he thought was from horror. Oh how wrong he was.

"Doesn't sound like nothing..." Kenny stepped further, looking over her hunched, sitting figure. Her shirt was unbuttoned, he could clearly see her lacy, satin green bra, and her hand grasping her white, fleshy mound. Her legs twitching, covering up something.
Studying her beetroot face, Kenny imagined that she was embarrassed. That's what an outsider would think. However, as he studied closer he noticed the way her eyes glazed over, just slightly. As she licked her moist lips, as she was thirsty. And her hand in her shirt was a big giveaway.

Ahh

He could barely remember what he did next, but all he could feel was his cock stiffening, and it had been a long time. Too long since he's thought about this, and Dawn could definitely help him.
Dawn couldn't help it, it was addictive and thrilling. Even though there was barely anyone in the library, it was a public place. A place meant for the common person, a person that could stumble on her and her little act. The low thrill hummed throughout her body, urging her to moan against her book. Maybe she did it loud today because her boyfriend was in the library.

It really wasn't an accident when she eavesdropped over his conversation about a quiet place to study. Sure she dated one or two before Kenny, but they were cagey. Boring, robotic and unimaginative. Dawn was not a small-town girl, she read plenty of books, seen a lot of things, and ambitious. And no dull, straight sex, missionary position guy was not going to cut it for Dawn. Why Kenny is different and how she knew? Money talks and so does Barry.

Dawn too, forgot what happened after Kenny found her out. She found herself crushed into a corner, between real wood and wood. She loved the fact that Kenny didn't even ask her why, he just went along with the flow. He just suddenly transformed to a tender, concerned boyfriend to a confident seducer. The musk from his neck was arousing, her fragile fingers feathered the short hairs at the back of his head. Rubbing her legs together, trying to ease the heated pressure, that was pulsing pleasurably throughout her core. As she lathered her tongue from his earlobe to his collar bone. Tasting shirt in her mouth, she realised that she started to eat his shirt collar, so mewled into his chest to get his attention, and lifted her head to wink at him, and slid her mouth down to his top button and nipped the overlapping material and unfastened the button from the hole with her pearly white teeth. Never breaking eye contact. As she began to kneel and shimmy down him, her hands grasped his head back, as they travelled to the back of his shirt collar, pulling the slowly undone shirt apart, so she could see the flat and incredible planes of his chest.

"F-fuck" Kenny groaned. Damnit why did he ever stutter? Dawn was like that though, spontaneous. Feeling her sigh on his chest near his navel brought back his confidence as he reminded himself that he could play with her too.
Dawn expected him to let her toy with his body, especially when she brushed off one side of his shirt (all button unfastened) and tentatively licked close around his nipple, enjoying his slight jolt of surprise. However when she expected obedience, she was overthrown. Roughly twirled around so that she face the dusty bookcase corner. Well the dust was floating in the air, as it was disturbed by the recent actions of the horny couple, and felt cool air rush above her plump ass. His hot hand, ghosted over her smooth rump. Dawn could sense the radiation from his hand, trying to flaunt herself to see if his hand would really burn her, because it was so hot. Her fingers turned white, as she gripped the bookcase shelves. Her jaw slack and hair hanging limply from the sudden heat that was welling up in her. Kenny kept pushing back the ends of her skirt so that he had a clear view of her. He enjoyed the tantalising view of her shirt riding up her back so that her column of delectable pale skin continued up and that undeniably sexy bra was hidden under the white shirt. White was such an innocent colour.

Pressing his nylon covered hard-on into her ass cheeks so that it was teasingly close to her place of great need. Wedged between her fleshy, smooth ass, and he gently thrusted to make her whine. To make sure she did not try to flip the tables and take control, he held her hand together on the bookcase, her wrists pressing against the harsh edge of the bookshelf, so that it looked like she was "presenting" herself to him.
Her begs and cries of sweet releases began to ring in the sweaty and stuffy air. No matter how many sexual and appealing offers she made, it did not sway Kenny's iron strong determination. Still nudging his stiffy into her ass, he dug his nose along the small of her back. She stifled a small cry, enjoying his cold nose along the small of her back, which was radiating a lot of heat. Grinning he continued his trail up to her trembling head. His lowered head, and in a quiet raspy voice he muttered

"Fff-fuck you want me now?"
Dawn hadn't told Kenny this, but she really enjoyed listening to his voice. Enjoyed it so much that anything he said, sexy or not it made her wet. That voice was like sex on satin, it was coated in honey of sexy huskiness. They were in the same maths class and he could make algorithms panty-wetting.

"Eh where is the librarian?"

"I don't know do I?"
Familiar voices. Oblivious to the couple at the end.

"Sounds like May and Misty are here." Kenny grinned, as he nudged his knee in between her bare legs and slid his "boulder" down, their cores were so close, only a few barriers between their naked flesh brushing against each other. And that they could be caught having sex publicly by her friends. That was just a wicked bonus.

-End of Flashback- (Present)

They had grown up, but their wild sex was kept alive with their secret and lustful interest. Dawn had accomplished her dream of becoming a co-ordinator, like her mother. She became champion of Sinnoh after beating her worthy opponent, and red-headed friend Zoey. And still trained and competed more. However the co-ordinating competition season was over, giving the co-ordinators to learn and re-train new moves for the next competitions. Dawn was in the process, and currently living with Kenny.

Kenny too was a co-ordinator and won quite a few competitions and was worthy enough to face his girlfriend. He said that he let her win but he admitted quietly to Dawn that he simply overpowered her and in addition couldn't concentrate properly as well, as he had a big "distraction" to deal with, during their battle. He then dabbled around as a Pokemon trainer, able to defeat all the gym leaders, however lost to the elite four. Taking a break, he found himself a stable job as a pokemon teacher at a nearby school.

Many a time there was Dawn sitting innocently on the counter, wearing her old uniform from their school. The plain white shirt was even shorter, as she was a woman and had full breasts, so her shirt barely brushed her navel. Her checkered blue skirt was pinned neatly around her slim waist, and fell shortly above her crotch, which was usually not covered and easily accessible to Kenny. As Kenny closed the front door, he was backed up into the door, enjoying the beautiful view of the deep valley between his girlfriend's breasts and had to embrace her forcefulness, with much gusto. He could smell her shampoo, coconut. It was like a fragrance from an exotic, sunny island. It also helped that he was a lot taller than her, his towering 6"0 was useful against her 5"5 stature. Making her even cuter than ever, yet more seductive. Pulling down on his tie and kissing him, throughly. Nibbling on his tongue, and heavily outlining his lips with her tongue. They broke apart for the need of oxygen, her face pink and aroused. His face confused and horny, and they were connected by a string of their mixed saliva. They would carry on wherever was desired and closest. One thing that Dawn had found out that Kenny was insatiable and impulsive when it came to sex, and Dawn used it to her advantage.

When she was in her old school uniform, she knew it drove him mad when she added -sama to his name. Especially in the foreplay when she whispered dirty, sinful ideas of what he could do to her and what she could do to him. This one drove him crazy:

"Neh today I was on our bed, I missed you a lot Kendo-Sama." She grasped his dick through his pants, pushing the metal zip against his long hard flesh. "I was on the bed with my legs high up, with my panties around my ankles." Dawn clung onto Kenny's shoulders, nuzzling her face into his neck, inhaling loudly. "You smell so good Kendo-Sama, I held your nightshirt to my nose. It made me really really, wet." Emphasising on the "t", the sound of her tongue against her teeth vibrated in his ear, moaning in his ear as she sucked his earlobe, and stroking his cock through his pants. " I wanted you so badly, that I took-" and the rest was history.

Dawn loved it when she flashed parts of her body to Kenny in public. Like on the train the other day. They were riding the train to a department store to do some gift shopping, Dawn was leaning back on the train. Kenny in front of her shielding, protecting her, especially from any perverts. They had a heated conversation about new fantasies and Kenny jokingly talked about Dawn's underwear and how it would drive him crazy. The way the bold dark colours contrasted her skin made her look delectable, formidable and incredibly sexy. He admitted that it would he would probably blow his load in his pants if he couldn't tear off the underwear from her body. And she wanted to experiment to see if his hypothesis was true. It was only 95% true. She made sure that the train was busy so that the gap between them was minimal, and she nudged him in his crotch to get his attention. Sticking her tongue out, a habit when she was concentrating. She had to keep this act under control for it to be effective. Once again she was wearing a shirt, it was a special see-through one, she bought especially for this act. She knew Kenny was watching wherever her fingers went. She toyed around with her collar, near her neck, her soft blue tendrils of hair, finally down to her first shirt button, where he found a wonderful distraction from the rush hour of public transport. Her basic black lace set upon her devilishly red bra, that gleamed in the dim train light.

Barely remembering to breathe, Kenny felt that pleasurable and familiar surge that rushed through him, his pants feeling tight and wanting to burst from his confinement. Wanting to punish Dawn for her daring and seemingly innocent actions, Kenny pressed himself so that Dawn could inhale his musk which always made her eyes glaze over, her knees weaken and her mouth gape. He chuckled at her sudden reaction as her eyes became half-lidded, leaning down to nip her neck, up to her ear lobe. He revelled in the whimper she gave, he wanted to remember that sound forever. Dawn enjoyed the heat that shot though her body, letting her nerves set alight, and becoming even more sensitive. Although she was thoroughly enjoying her small "punishment" however, she mewled not forgetting her final tactic. She grasped one of Kenny's hand, and let it brush down her front to her short black skirt and held his wrist, she signalled to him to grasp the ends of the velvet material of her skirt and lifted it up to let him see her underwear. That was if she had any. She saw the tell tale signs of complete arousal, his grip on her skirt was much tighter, his breaths were loud and shallow in her ear.

Dawn smiled sweetly to the boy who was glancing nervously across the carriage. As her boyfriend brought her dainty hand to his "boulder". She winked at the boy, and unzipped Kenny slowly. Second by second. Inch by inch. His hand was under her skirt, groaning quietly at the soft pussy hairs at his fingertips, and his thumb pushing and pressing her clit, as his index and middle finger were barely inserted into her wet twat. Dawn quietly gasped as her hand dove into his boxers and was playing with Kenny's thick rod. The heat from it was almost burning her hand, Kenny hissed as he felt her cool soft hand wrap itself around him. He could feel her nails were slightly indenting his dick. Holy clefairy... Kenny thought, as he tried to remind himself to breathe. His legs were turning into jelly, but it was worth it, the spontaneous situation mixed in with Dawn's coyness, made this incredibly arousing. He doesn't think he's been this hard before, although he's said that every time. It was incredibly hard and enjoyed the pulse, making her even more aroused, and Kenny could feel it. More liquid leaked out onto his palm, knowing full well she would be sweet. How her muscles squeezed his fingers almost made Kenny forget where they were; because if he did, he would he would kneel and tongue fuck her brains out, making her arch her back deliciously and scream his name into oblivion.

Dawn signalled to Kenny that there was someone watching. Although both Dawn and Kenny were both the jealous type, especially Dawn. When she saw lots of women flock towards him because he was in his suit, Dawn would become extremely jealous. However, they found it even better when people watched them in the act together. So a person watching them "tango" was not unusual and incredibly arousing. Kenny was lent forward, kissing and biting on her chest, across the collar bone, as he played with her pussy. As he plunged into her tight, soft, plushy heat, Dawn had trapped his hand in there to make sure he didn't become mischievous and leave her hanging. Dawn returned the favour, as she languidly stroked him. Occasionally grasping his sacs, playing with him, enjoying the aggressiveness of his kisses when she teased him, especially when she pressed her thumb on his tip, pressing into his slit. Enjoying the way he hissed, opening his legs so that she had even more room to play with him. She could see his tight stomach retracting and contracting as she gripped him harder and faster, enjoying the way his foreskin moved. It was all so good.

It was coming towards the festive season of Christmas. As usual Dawn was bubbly, even perkier when it came towards christmas time. That meant shopping, dancing and food and enjoying the festivities.
Kenny came back home as Dawn was up on a step-ladder. Kenny resisted the urge to smack her round bubble butt, as he could see her underwear. Dawn had grown accustomed to wearing over large shirts of his, and just underwear, no matter the temperature. Ignoring his half hardness, Kenny walked over and kissed her exposed hip.

"Hey, didn't know you were home." Dawn pouted as she came off the step ladder, went on her tiptoes to kiss him on the corner of him mouth. Wrapping his arm around her waist, they both looked at the festive decorations. It wasn't that Kenny didn't want to help, it was his placement of objects and clumsiness that made Dawn re-consider if she should let him decorate.

"Yep even got the stockings out, maybe Santa might even come to visit us." Dawn winked at Kenny, admiring the decorations.

"Never really got with the Santa myth." He said plainly wrinkling his nose and turning towards the kitchen.

"Eh? I thought your mum did that sort of stuff with you. She always groaned to my mum where to find a feminine santa suit."

"Yeah, I only went along with it to humour her. I found out ages ago. I just didn't really find it a big deal, a bearded, fat man coming into your house while you sleep? That's supposed to be endearing?"
Kenny flicked the switch to boil the water.

"Well maybe... I suppose.. If Santa was a woman would you approve?"

-A few days later-

It was Christmas eve night, and Kenny was in bed, doing a bit of late night reading whilst Dawn was having a shower. He was a bit put off, since he was hoping that he could join in the shower with her, but unusually Dawn said no. She even hinted at him that she needed a bit of self-induced pleasure, knowing full well that made him tick. Slightly agitated, he tried to concentrate on his book, however the words were empty and useless. His mind kept slipping, forming graphic and accurate images of Dawn leaning back into the shower wall toying with herself. Her long, wet sapphire hair clung to hair back. The water became minuscule rivers down her slim back, rolling down the curve of her pale ass. Her delicate fingers weaving down to her clean and very wet sex, her cheeks pinking from the heat and pleasure. From his half-hardness he continued into his full erotic state. Annoyed that he was aroused at hypothetical situations, when he could make them into reality, but instead he was rejected. He was annoyed that he knew that he could make her scream in ecstasy but he was not allowed. He caught that devious little smile from her, before she shut the bathroom door on him. Was she planning something? Sighing, Kenny shut his book, he didn't care that he lost the page, it didn't make sense anyways. Looking out through the window complete darkness that had only small squares of light from the other buildings. He looked up at their bedroom light, wincing at it's brightness. Blinking again, he found himself surrounded in total darkness.

"Dawn?" Kenny called out.
'Click' the light was turned back on, but slightly dimmer, making the white walls look dirty. However that was not what Kenny was focusing on. In front of him was Dawn in a big Santa coat, the ruffled white edges, tickled her skin. The bottom of the coat barely concealed her nether regions, her hair ruffled from blow drying, and the belt was fastened tightly around her waist so the rest of the coat was drawn in too. A deep plum material was peeking out of the coat, enticing Kenny further.

"Someone told me that you didn't believe in Santa." Dawn breathed out. She wanted to keep her composure, it was hard though especially when she knew what was going to happen next.

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't." Liking very much where he thought this was heading. She stalked closer towards him, her nose gently nudging his, their lips barely millimetres apart. Kenny groaned as he felt her small hands run along his sides, up his forearms. Closing his eyes as he the heady sensations began to trickle through his body. The tight feeling was expanding from his cock to his stomach to his arms to his-
Wrists?
Kenny sat up, but couldn't. Well not properly. Tugging at his arms, he could not free his wrists. Looking forward towards Dawn, it finally clicked.

"When you finally believe in Santa I will let you go" her husky voice instructed. Not patronising but her warm, rough sensuous voice went straight to his dick, making his loose boxers even tighter. Luckily she didn't tie his legs down or he would have been really trapped, and was glad that Dawn allowed this freedom.
Dawn slid up, slowly. Letting him feel every part of her with him. So she gently grasped his legs, dragging her hands up from his thin calves to his toned thighs. Pushing herself up his body, her breasts casually brushing across his rock hard cock; the light, cotton faux fur edges feathered his skin, his manhood straining to be tickled by this material. Her hands, although looked dainty, held strong as they traced his sides, her legs wrapped under his thighs, the cold soles of her feet were imprinted on his heated flesh. Her hips were rolling on his, so his covered aroused penis was pressing heavily into her naked sex. Rolling, grinding, steam rolling, whatever you wanted to fucking call it, it was still dry-humping. All Kenny wanted to do, was to rip through his underwear and plunge deep into her soaking, ready and needy cunt.

"Fuck Dawn. I believe in Santa! Just get the binds off me!" He began to beg, however it fell onto deaf ears, as Dawn merely ignored his cry and continued pressing herself into him. She lovingly hooked her arms behind his head, her fingers weaving into his chestnut brown hair, the locks between her fingers. Her half lidded eyes carefully gazed over Kenny's aggregated expression.

"Shush~" she murmured, into his cheeks. Carefully dotting around small kisses, as she ground her hips down harder, rolling them side to side, she panted and moaned sweetly into his neck. She continued to his mouth, groaning as he lifted his hips up to close the gap between their sexes. Enjoying the hot twinge and electric spark that was created when they met each other.
Their lips were stuck together, open mouth and wild. As Kenny was frustrated of not having his full freedom of his body, he aggressively pulled on her tongue. Sucking on it, enjoying her squeak of surprise and how she melted into it. Their tongues moving, fighting, complying with each other. As they broke apart, Kenny was glad that the light was dim, it did not burn his eyes when he lustfully took in the erotic image of Dawn. Her lips red, puffy and pouty from their kiss, her cheeks flush and her hips wriggling over his. Kenny felt drugged. The intoxicating sensations were overwhelming, all he could sense was his raging boner and Dawn. Dawn writhing around, slipping down his body. Down? Sleepily widening his eyes to see Dawn lazily stroking around his rock hard cock but on the material not flesh.

"Maybe I should... Check." Dawn murmured. Assuming the kneeling position, and carefully peeling away his boxers. Pulling it down, inch by inch, no matter how Kenny tried to move his legs it did not speed up the process. Finally when they were tossed into a dark corner, Dawn grazed his manhood with deliberate slowness, smirked how it twitched, and pulsated in her hand as she grasped it. How cute.

As she wrapped her hand around his thickness, up and down, up and down. Repeating the vicious cycle of torture for Kenny.

"You enjoying this big boy?" Dawn giggled

"Huh?" Kenny replied in a hiss as she stop at the sensitive tip, her thumb lazily running over the smooth top, spreading his pre-cum.

"Me rubbing you, knowing that I don't let you cum on my bubble ass. But you dream about it don't you? When you're teaching the class, you just want to cover my ass with your thick cum. Spreading it, letting it drip down to my pussy." Dawn started to accelerate, up and down, up and down. Her other hand curving so it fits his balls in, tugging on them slightly, enjoying the comfortable weight in her hand. With a devious smile, Dawn kissed the head of his cock very sweetly, the taste of him on her cherry lips, and started to undo her coat. The items of clothing and her belt fell down with a dull thump onto the floor, forgotten. The deep plum colour covered what Kenny desired. However, it did cup her soft, fleshy and heavy breasts up beautifully, and exhibited them in a delectable and irresistible manner. Leaning down, she lowered her chest to his manhood and pressed in the deep valley of her breasts.

Kenny lost it

The silkiness of her bra, the hot scorching flesh of her bust, the lace was scratching gently on his veins. Suddenly, he erupted, it was all too much. She held her large, soft breasts tightly so he didn't slip out, smirking as she managed to create this much from teasing him. Thick copious amounts of white liquid, squirted out, drizzling over her creamy white breasts, staining the royal plum bra. Spewing down the roundness of her chest, and dripping onto her hand. Down to his base, where he can feel her hand and his jizz running down his balls. Fuck, he's almost passed out from multiple hours of ravishing Dawn, but never from extreme pleasurable foreplay.

Groaning and moaning softly, as her own desire was increasing dramatically. The sight of his thick, long, hot cock thrusting so deep in her. Especially when he hits that spot. That spot which makes her world flip upside down and her pussy sore. But it's all worth it because it's Kenny. She slinks up his body once again, to lay beside him, putting her chin on his shoulder so her mouth is right at his ear. Her legs wrapped around his right leg, as she grasps his still hard member again.

"Ahh Kendo-Sama, do you think about fucking me all the time?"

Grunt

"Nya, I think about you all the time." Nuzzling her nose under his ear into his neck. "How you fill me up so well, how you twitch when I slide you into my pussy. How your body reacts when I simply hug you for more than 6 seconds. I love how you're so warm, it almost burns me, but I love it because you make me forget everything except you." She was still nonchalantly fondling his balls and pressing her thumb into his slit at the top, his legs opening wider, unsure about what to do. He could only do so much with his legs. Her confessions were making his ears burn, how her innocent voice told him such dirty, crude, sinful things. " I like it when we do it public, especially when your students are around. I know how much they like their sensei." leaving a string of saliva, making him shiver. "They yearn for your attention Kendo-Sama, and yet you're a train pervert that gropes his girlfriend." Her husky whisper made his eye roll back a little, his breathing almost non-existent and more cum to come out.

"Hah- you like it. You like me giving you all my attention in front of my students. You're jealous of the way they call for me." Kenny smiled, enjoying the extra hard squeeze on his dick, as he knew he had nailed the problem. "You love hearing them call my name, when I fuck you from the behind and releasing my seed in you. Because you're a bad, naughty girl. Who is selfish like that." The elevating feeling was rising in Kenny. He wanted his control back, he wanted to really make Dawn scream, and beg for him.

With a muffled cry from Dawn, Kenny continued bouncing his knee, as it bumped her slick sex. Her stomach was partly covering Kenny's, and she had her hands wrapped around him, so he was in prime position to tease her. The heat radiating from her core was incredible, knowing the effect he had on her was a massive ego-boost. Dawn, who was half way through to her much needed release, had finally gave in. She untied the binds on his wrists.

She was suddenly pulled up, opening her mouth to ask why, but it was pushed back by a bruising kiss. She finally felt the burn of body heat upon her slit, and it was deliciously painful. She was so confused that pain morphed into pleasure, as she was rocked back and forth, the teasing flesh that she wanted in her was just rubbing along her sex. Her honey was coating him, lubricating him, as he sucked on her tongue. Dawn knelt down, her legs spread Kenny in between them, as she was on top of him and held him straight and pushed herself down on him. That tight, delicious, velvety heat encompassed him, it took nearly all his control to not blow his load, and continued thrusting in, meeting Dawn's hips every time. He didn't have to worry about going to fast, he could literally feel how much she wanted him.

"You like that babe?" As her hands were splayed on his stomach, gyrating her hips around. Dawn gnawed on her lip to stop her moans from being heard. Her naked breasts bouncing in time with his thrusts.

"Tell me Dawn. Tell me how much you fucking like it." He growled, slapping her ass, enjoying the way it jiggled in his hands. Knowing full well he was pushing her off the brink of insanity. "Tell Kendo-Sama, how much you liked to be-" Grabbing her moving hips and making sure she could not move anymore. "fucked."

"H-hard" he slowly pushed in another inch of himself in, as she moaned for more

"and?"

"Rough. And you playing with my tits" She confessed. Smirking sexily, he spun her around, so his front was pressed against her back. His rough, hot hands running up and down her sides, as he continued pulling his member out till his tip was just brushing her puffy, wet vulva and slamming himself back in. Dawn arched herself into him, making it easier to play with her breasts. Pinching her hard nubs, cupping the heavy flesh in his large hands, fondling them. Dawn loved the feel of his rough skin running over his, it really reminded her of something. Something she couldn't remember now, because she was close to losing her mind.

"Look how beautiful we are. How we fit together." giving a pointed nod. Dawn hazily lifted her lustful eyes, as she twisted around to look at their full length mirror. She could see herself plunging herself balls deep onto Kenny, her loving boyfriend with her.

"Yes yes" she moaned her snatch begging for more of his rough thrusts, enjoying his intrusion.

"Yes Dawn, baby come for me. You're so sexy right now" Kenny couldn't help it, she was irresistible. Her skin, her scent, her moans. He couldn't help himself.

"Ahhhn... Yes Kenny I'm cumming! All for you!" Giving out a guttural moan, rolling and rotating her hips as she felt Kenny lose himself in her. She loved that feeling of him shooting his load deep in her.

"If you keep moving like that, we'll have to go for round two." Kenny threatened silkily in her ear, kissing her neck lovingly. Nipping here and there, small bruises flourishing, he grinned as he could see his marks of possession.

Her voice dropped an octave lower a sexy huskiness. As she was outlining Kenny's lips with her tongue, nudging her nose with his, taunting him. Smiling knowing she watched his eyes turn stormy and lustful girl, feeling him twitch in her. Her pink tongue flicking out at the last word.

"Maybe you can tell me how naughty I've been, sensei."