Hey everyone, UglyTurnip here. Looks like I'm being horny on main again. Oh well, it is what it is. As I imagine is the case with a sizable chunk of you all, COVID-19 is impacting my daily life. For the foreseeable future, my classes are now online and my work-study is canceled (though my actual job is still doing its thing). If there's one silver lining about this whole pandemic, it's that it means more free time for me, and that means more writing for you. I'm not looking forward to getting sick with coronavirus, but I'm also choosing not to worry about something that's more or less beyond my control.

I wanted to try something in a similar format to The Things She Does For Love. What I mean by that is a story with a lot of short chapters where a character tries to realize their goal in wacky ways. Of course, what sets these two stories apart is the fact that this one is a lot lewder, though I plan to implement genuine wholesome moments, too.

For a format like this, I chose Natsuki because I think her sexual frustration would be the most comedic of the four. Also, it's a lot easier to justify her living with MC than any of the other 3. If they're living together, it's also much easier to come up with these sort of situations. We'll have to see how this plays out.

inb4 Critics United bitches at me for posting lewd fanfiction again.

"Thanks for taking me to the beach today, MC," Natsuki spoke as the two of them walked together along an isolated stretch of white sand. "I know you say that it's no trouble at all, but I really am grateful for these little things."

Above them, the night was clear enough for them to see the entire universe. It would have been a marvelous site to behold in its own right, but it was not the focus of either's attention. Instead, as they walked, they gazed deeply into one another.

MC idly brushed away the hair out of his face. "I know you are," he chuckled. "You deserve nothing less. We both did, with all the stress we've been dealing with lately."

"Well, just know that. . . You made tonight perfect, OK? I really mean that."

Her smile dropped. "I don't know know what I did to deserve you. I treated you so horribly during those first few weeks after you joined the club. Why did you still want to be my friend, anyway? Why did you. . . Why did you fall in love with me?"

It was a question seriously asked. Butterflies fluttered in Natsuki's stomach every single time that she thought about this. If there ever was a girl unworthy of MC's love, it was definitely her.

They stopped walking. MC, still smiling gently, placed a hand on her shoulder. "Because underneath that

He found himself leaning in more, brushing his nose against hers. Their lips met for the briefest of kisses, eliciting a giggle from Natsuki. That little gesture of kindness was enough to dispel even her greatest fears.

"I just wish I had a way to make this night even better," MC playfully lamented once they broke away.

A rather lewd thought ran through Natsuki. She smirked, raising her eyebrows suggestively. "Well, there is one way we can make this night even more perfect."

Without waiting for MC to question anythign, Natsuki untied both parts of her bikini, flinging off first her top, and then her bottom. MC's stare grew more intense for a split-second, but as she lied back onto a perfectly-flat rock, whatever confusion he had melted away. In its place was a knowing, perverse smile. At once, he kicked off his trunks. His cock was already sprung to attention. MC approached her slowly, wrapped an arm around her tiny waist, and teased her vulva with the tip of his rod. A wave of pleasure washed over Natsuki, but he did not enter her just yet. Instead, he stared into her eyes. It was a look that told her just how valuable she was to him. She smiled warmly.

"Do me." Natsuki begged, staring into his eyes. "Please, I need it. You don't know how long I've been waiting for this."

MC smiled like a hunter going in for the kill. He leaned forward and whispered one word: "Gladly."

With no more need for preamble, he went into her. Natsuki gasped, but smiled blissfully. She gazed deeply into MC, her eyes drunk with love and maybe a little something else as he began to pound her. To say it was perfect sex would be an understatement. Despite the fact that it was their first time, it was as if they both intrinsically knew what to do. Natsuki found herself clasping the stone beneath her, moaning uncontrollably. Her walls massaged MC's length, and he was steadily going faster. Sooner than either would have liked, they felt a mutual climax approaching, building up, and up, and up-"

The sound of running water roused Natsuki back to consciousness. She opened her eyes, then quickly realized that she suddenly wasn't on a beach at all.

Instead, she found herself lying in MC's bed. Overcoming a way of absolute bewilderment, she quickly realized that this was to be expected. After all, the two of them had lived together for several months, ever since Natsuki ran away from home. What surprised her was that MC was nowhere to be found. Finally, belatedly, an awful truth hit her:

"Damn it!" she groaned. "It was just another fucking dream!"

For almost every night for over a month, Natsuki had been plagued by consistently erotic dreams featuring her and MC, almost always culminating in them fucking in some romantic location. What caused them exactly was something she still didn't understand; all she knew was that she really wished they were real. Despite the fact that MC and Natsuki had been dating for almost seven months, they had yet to take things to the most intimate level. Though they slept together, they really only did sleep together.

Part of it was commendable, for MC was great at respecting boundaries. The first few months together served to remind Natsuki that he valued her as a person, not as a plaything. But now? Natsuki had been ready for this for a long time. No other boy, hell, no other person, had really ever treated her like a human being in all of her life. Yet, in spite of all the trouble she had given him, first by her standoffish behavior in the club and then by moving in with him, he still seemed to truly love and respect her for who she was. He truly seemed like the one to her, and she was more than willing to give her virginity to him.

Also, if these dreams were any indication, she was incredibly horny. She was horny and tired of acting out her desires in dreams. If he wasn't going to make the first move, she would have to guide him into it.

So, sitting up, she made a resolution: Today was the day she was going to get banged. Whatever it took, she was going get that dick!

She got out of bed confidently. How hard could it be to get a man to fuck you, especially if you were desperately willing? All she had to do was hop in that shower with him and hormones would take care of the rest. With that plan already formulated, she strode out of MC's bedroom and headed down the hall towards the second-floor bathroom.

The sound of running water grew louder, and was now accompanied by gentle humming. She made it to the door, quietly turned the knob, and snuck inside. The bathroom itself was small and unremarkable. The walls were a tacky green that Natsuki found somewhat in poor taste, a towel rack hung next to a misty shower door, two toothbrushes and some toothpaste lied on the sink, and the toilet was clean enough.

And so, as MC hummed to himself in the shower, blissfully unaware of the fact that his girlfriend was awake, Natsuki stripped herself naked. It wasn't much of a task; she only wore a black bra and white panties, but she took her sweet time doing it. Shy was not a word that many of Natsuki's classmates would use to describe her. Indeed, most would probably call her a bitch. She didn't blame them; most of the time she acted like a bitch. But that was because projecting such a behavior outward was her tried and true way of protecting herself from her insecure nature. Here, in MC's house, in the only place in the whole world where she felt completely safe? Sometimes they bubbles over.

For instance, now that she was naked, she gazed at the flesh-colored blur in the fogged-up mirror. She couldn't see her body, but she knew what was there: a woman with little in the way of sex appeal. She ran a hand along her flat chest and grimaced. Even after countless reassurances from MC, she still felt like her nonexistent breasts rendered her too unworthy for him. She had been teased enough for her itty bitty titties in the girls' locker room to get to the point that she showered off in the corner by herself. A great shame washed over her. Why she couldn't have been just a little bit luckier in the puberty department was beyond her.

Then, she shook her head in forced defiance. She hadn't come in here to wallow in her self-pity; she came her to get fucked. She ran a hand along her crotch. A very light stubble, barely noticeable to her touch, greeted her. Natsuki liked to keep womanhood clean-shaven, so the sensation perturbed her slightly. Ultimately, she shrugged it off; it wasn't too bad to worry about.

She inhaled deeply and stepped away from the mirror. As she approached the shower, Natsuki felt an intertwined surge of excitement and anxiety flow through her. Today was the day she would finally lose her virginity to the man she loved!

Today was also the day she would surrender herself wholly to somebody else. She swallowed. It was hard for one to imagine doing such a thing when they didn't even trust their own father. But Mac had never threatened to lay violent hands on her, either, which counted for a lot. Her heart pounded, but she found the strength to open the door, regardless.

MC stopped humming almost immediately, turning around to find his naked girlfriend staring at him. Suddenly, as if she had punched in the gut, Natsuki found herself wide-eyed and speechless. Her cheeks were on fire, and her embarrassment led her to take a few steps back. MC was lean, tall, handsome, naked, and soaking wet. Despite being interrupted in such a strange fashion, MC flashed his girlfriend an innocent smile.

"Good morning, Nat!" he greeted. He made no attempt to cover himself, but also no move to invite her in for something more 'intimate'. The mixed signals only confused Natsuki further, and she found herself unable to look him in the eye. So where did her gaze happen to fall upon?

His dick. It was the first time she had seen MC completely naked, and the sight caused Natsuki to realize a few things. First, he was definitely a shower, not a grower. Second, that cock was far fatter than she ever imagined it to be. Finally, whether he meant to or not, even the slightest movement was causing it to wiggle suggestively.

Natsuki felt a different kind of heat running through her now. Sudden embarrassment was telling her to pull back, yet some animalistic urge told her to pounce on him. In the end, neither side won out. She simply stood there, completely motionless.

After a few seconds of this uneventful silence, MC frowned and raised a troubled eyebrow. "Uh, Natsuki, are you alright? You look kinda hot."

"Y-you too," Natsuki stammered quietly.

"What?"

"I mean, yeah!" Natsuki exclaimed suddenly, jerking her head up and chuckling awkwardly. "Of course I'm fine, dummy! I just didn't know the shower was occupied, that's all! G-geez!"

MC cocked his head. "Uhhhhh, OK then? You're acting really weird. Are you sick?"

"Yes!" Natsuki exclaimed before she had time to think. "I mean, no! I mean. . . I'm going back to bed!"

Before there was any time for him to question what was going on, MC watched as Natsuki turned around, scooped up her underwear, and practically sprinted out of the room. She slammed the door behind him, leaving him along once more.

He wasn't offended, upset, angry, or even disappointed; he was just incredibly bewildered over the exchange. Then, all at once, it clicked to him:

"Aaaaaahhh," he hummed, like a student finally understanding a complex mathematical formula. "I bet she just wanted me to hurry up. I have been in here for a while, I guess."

He was not the brightest when it came to certain social cues, to put it delicately.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Natsuki laced back and forth, still in shock over what just happened. Her eyes were wide, and she hadn't even bothered to put her clothes back on.

"What did I just do?" she muttered to herself in disbelief. "What did I just see?"

Something amazing, a more forthcoming part of her brain informed her.

"Quiet, brain!" Natsuki hissed. "Why did I freeze up? Why was he, er, that big!?"

One thing was certain: If her heart started beating any faster, it was liable to explode.

OK, maybe two things: This was going to be a lot harder than she thought.