Chapter Seven: The Sixth Study Session
Jirou awoke on a Monday morning to the sounds of birds tweeting within the nearby trees of his bedroom window, and the sunlight dancing along the walls of the area encircling him. He immediately sat up and felt rather relaxed knowing that a fresh week was about to begin. However, the cell phone resting on his nearby bedroom table pinged due to an incoming text message. The male student was wearing nothing but his white briefs as his manhood was slumbering but bulging through it a little.
'Oh, who could that be?' Jirou thought with curiosity. His hands grasped the silver device and his eyes scanned the screen as the electronic message popped up. The alert stated the following.
"Good morning, Jirou. Can you meet me at classroom 004 A after school? Thanks. -Nariko"
'Huh? What would she want to do there?' the male youth scoffed with a snort. The room number was located in the far basement of the school building, in which it was an aged area tattled about being an antiquated study room. 'She could have asked me after I arrived at school, too. Well, I'm intrigued, so I'll just have to wait to discover the answer.' Jirou grinned at the message, but felt his stomach turn a bit from the sudden anxiousness. 'I better get going.'
Jirou went to school, and tensely sat through seven hours of classes. He saw Nariko in English class like usual, but she was very quiet towards him. He arrived at classroom 004 A like instructed at 2:55 PM as all of the students had already headed home for the day, except for other various staff members or clubs throughout the entire school building. The classroom was about twenty feet by twenty feet as the walls were white, the floors were wooden, and the window was along the left-hand side. The glass was foggy, but he could tell that it was the late afternoon from the dimming sunbeams of light. There were several wooden desks with metal connecting rods, but someone had already shifted them towards the far most wall for room. Behind where Jirou was standing was the chalkboard and the teacher's desk, which were about two feet wide and seven feet long.
Light footsteps could be heard approaching the classroom from a short distance, as his heart began to throb within his chest. He knew that it was Nariko, but her transactions throughout the day made him feel guilt for many possible reasons that were flashing throughout his thoughts. She emerged at the doorway as he lifted up his right hand, and gently waved at her from afar.
"Hey, Nariko," he greeted while softly smiling before dropping his right arm. The female student suddenly scurried towards him while also beaming with joy. She stood about a foot away from him, and reached forward before grasping both of his hands from his sides.
"Jirou, I'm so glad that you came," Nariko retorted. "I didn't receive a response this morning, so I was worried about you." The dark haired youth raised up her head, and kissed him on the lips. He shockingly leaned forward to peck her in return. Her tongue was fidgeting and already twisting with his. Their pecking became serious as the smacking softly echoed throughout the abandoned classroom. Nariko retreated, but remained close to him.
"I-I'm sorry that I didn't text you back," Jirou admitted with reddened cheeks. "I was so astonished by the text message that I didn't bother to reply. What is all of this about though? Did I upset you at the movie theater?" Nariko shook her head, but continued to giggle and grin.
"We've been studying partners for long enough," the companion began to explain. "Maybe it's time to level up, and become an official couple?" The male student gasped in awe, and felt her hands begin to warm his own, so other bodily functions was beginning to stir.
"Y-you mean become boyfriend and g-girlfriend?" Jirou inquired. "I-I've never had a real girlfriend before! Yes, I would love to!" His heart was even bouncing as if teetering with joy, as Nariko was nodding while brightly smirking. "We did an amazing job on the project presentation as well, don't you think?"
"Yeah," Nariko agreed. "I wasn't planning on telling anyone about us, but I feel like I can trust you, and I admit I'm a bit sexually addicted to you. As your girlfriend I have a request for you." Jirou remained still and opened up his mouth as if he was speechless. "I picked this classroom out for the two of us just for this moment."
"Well, w-what can I do for you, my lovely Nariko?" he stammered a bit. "If it's something to do with kissing then I am all yours for it." The taller one sensed his manhood beginning to stir within his uniform pants while eagerly waiting for her statement.
"I kind of liked the thrill that I felt at the movie theater," she uttered. "It made the intercourse more intense for me. I've been wondering if we could repeat that date, and do it here rather than at my house like before, that chance of another student or teacher passing by while we conceal ourselves within this small room. It's a safe day for me, I took the protective pills before I got here, and I would love to have a cream pie. Don't hold back."
"O-of course! Anything for you, Nariko," Jirou excitedly shouted. "My body is yours to command, or, I will do everything that you sexually ask of me." He instantly let go of her, and grabbed her shoulders while smacking his mouth against hers. He slipped his tongue into her, and ferociously flicked it about. She began to moan or release sounds of titillation, as her hands were flailing by her sides in awe. He grasped her breasts with his hands, and began to tightly squeeze them with delight. He could feel her face warm up with friskiness, as he pressed his rock hard penis against her skirt. His mouth withdrew as Nariko had a bit of drool trickling down her chin.
"I like how rough you are. Do more. Please?" The partner gripped Jirou's uniform jacket with her hands while standing close to him, in which she dropped them a moment later to give him some flexibility. He didn't have to say anything else as he was already caressing her bosom with his ardent hands, and her skirt drifting over his cock as the tip of it was pressing against her panties. They kissed once again as he lowered his right hand downwards into her skirt, and rubbed his fingers against her concealed pussy. She released a groan of peculiarity as he continued onward while rushing his motions.
"Nariko, I sure love you," Jirou gasped with a wide grimace. "I can do anything that you would like. I'm ready to feel you." His right hand pinched the fabric and the skin beneath it for a moment before rigidly probing it. The companion gasped as another lament dropped out of her opened mouth. She signaled for him to stop, as her body pivoted before facing the instructor's heavy desk.
"I love you too," she admitted with a bit of fluster. "Hurry… Please…" Nariko stared at the long wooden desk, pulled down her panties towards her knees, and placed her two hands across the top of the smooth surface that was below her breasts. She could sense the young man's dick already poking at her exposed pussy as it was darting at her from behind. Jirou's warm touch grabbed her waist, as his thighs were only an inch away from her own. He had unzipped his pants and revealed his penis, as it was a deep shade of scarlet and exceedingly erect with a strong austerity to it. With a loud grunt the dick buckled into her drenched feminine entrance, and skewed it deeply once before withdrawing backwards before another forward thrust.
"There's no condom to shield you from my lust, so you will feel my explosive climax," he whispered into her right ear. "Unless you prefer for me to wear one anyway." The violator began to ram into her from behind with a swaying motion of forward then backwards repeatedly with fervent force. Nariko could feel the throbbing and twitching cock slipping through her walls with the rubbery texture causing the intercourse to feel a bit cumbersome.
"I didn't bring one," she mumbled. "It won't be necessary this time." Their sounds were in sync with each forward thrust of his groin. Her bosom was bouncing, and they were both heavily breathing with soft dirges of delight. The tip was reaching further and further into her as she could finally feel it pounding against her deepest corner. It couldn't reach more than that, but just the sensation of something tremendous and adamantine was causing her to sexually go over the edge.
"Just a bit more…" Jirou whined. "I'm about to cum…" His balls were dangling between them as his waist was connecting with her rump. He could feel his penis wiggling and springing with life as the final seconds were upon him. It began to expand as he held his dick completely within her with a huge upward swing, and released a loud holler of discomfort directly into the classroom itself. "I'm cumming!" The ejaculation burst like an explosion of sexual relief as his hot sticky semen began to pour into her pussy like filling up a water balloon with a heavy hose.
"I'm cumming, too!" Nariko shouted with glee. She loved the sensation of the heat coming from the semen touching her inner walls, in which the area began to expand from the overwhelming discharge of his manhood. Jirou felt the orgasm soar throughout his entire being as his legs began to buckle beneath him. His dick squirted semen for a solid ten seconds as the mood allowed the sexual item to continue to remain within the same position.
"I'm pulling out, but coming right back in," he commented. The penis was retreated, as he had no difficulty pulling out the drooping manhood from her feminine entrance even with both of his hands grasping onto it. His right hand fervently stroked the cock while struggling to revive it as it quickly sprung up again from his heavy masturbation. The male student released monstrous moans while imagining Nariko's fingers giving him a hand job. He was finally ready as his grip pushed the butt cheeks apart, and the groin went directly into her posterior, as she exclaimed with a roaring gasp of astounding awe.
"Oh, anal!" she chortled. The fit was really strained, but it swiftly opened up to his penetrating presence. He went into the same misdeeds of an upward wallop before hauling backwards in order to thrust forward once again. The copulation was sluggish at first due to the petite opening, but after a solid minute of toiling the surface loosened up. Nariko was already aroused from the raw interaction as his dick was banging into her while sitting between her buttocks. Without the usual condom the skin of the insertion felt tepid and unruffled within the canal of her feminine butt. "I'm cumming soon, Jirou."
"M-me too," Jirou stammered. He felt like he needed another cohesive minute as his dick was taking a while to react to the moment. He felt like someone was squeezing his cock way too tightly, but he sensed that the orgasm was near once more. He then towered over her as she fell onto the desk with her breasts acting like cushions against the furniture piece. His penis went directly downward and upward as it was pulsing and wriggling while finally reaching deeply into her from behind.
"C-cumming!" Nariko exclaimed. The cramping of her hind end set him off due to the situation feeling like a feminine hand was jerking it off for him. He held himself close to her with his hands still clinging onto her midriff. The penis swelled for a brief second before ejaculating the steamy pale ooze into the female partner from behind. She loudly lamented, as the semen felt marvelous to her, in which his waist was trembling due to the orgasm from below. It hastily began to fill her up as he arched over her and felt the cock's milk like substance spill into her.
"That was amazing," Jirou mumbled. "You did a wonderful job." The girlfriend let out a lasting blustering breath, as he pulled out of her with semen trickling onto her thighs and onto the floor below. She put on her panties, in which he too pulled up his own pants.
"Yes, thank you, Jirou," Nariko smiled while turning to face him. "As my boyfriend I highly recommend that we do that every day from now on." She extended her arms forward, and embraced him with a hug. He too wrapped his limbs around her, as he too was already looking forward to doing it all over again with her. However, neither one of them were aware that someone had been watching from the shadows of the outside walkway during the entire copulation.
The next day, Jirou was sitting in class, but his thoughts were turned towards the events that occurred over the past few weeks. The sky was an azure blue like usual, but the leaves were beginning to turn different shades of tones and colors due to the autumn season. The classes were becoming more and more in depth as midterms were near approaching due to the amount of weeks that were briskly passing by. The teacher was explaining about a modern assignment that would be due at the end of the week, but the male perverted student was ignoring it all completely.
'I can't believe that I finally have a girlfriend,' he thought. His right elbow was resting upon the top of his desk as his fingers were holding up his chin. His eyes were drifting off towards the windows to the left of the room. He was sitting towards the back as he could see the hair of many of the other fellow students. 'Although I'm not sure if Nariko would appreciate my aggressiveness every single day. Even I would get bored of it. I'm just so nervous that I'll mess up my relationship with her.' The male student let out a heavy sigh of despair.
'A few weeks ago I was so afraid of violating a girl, but now I keep craving it,' the thoughts continued. 'I can't stop thinking about sticking my manly groin into her, and pummeling her while hearing her erotic sounds. Ugh. I feel like our relationship is becoming very delicate. I want to do more with her, but maybe she'll get tired of it.'
The school bell suddenly rang within the outer halls as Jirou snapped out of his stupor, and stood up before collecting his blank paged notebook and pen. He hurried into the passageway while exiting the classroom, and began to saunter for the dark haired lass of his sexual fantasies. She was standing by her locker, which was down the hallway from his, as he walked towards her while feeling his heart pound within his chest from the immediate anxiety that was overwhelming him. The youth had her eyes turned into the cabinet space, but they quickly shifted towards the figure that was scurrying into her direction.
"Hey Jirou," she stated while faintly smiling. "What's wrong?" He stood there for a moment while attempting to catch his breath to speak, in which he was on her right side. He hastily tried to gather his thoughts together before saying anything to her to make sure that it sounded right when he did finally let it out.
"I-I uh wanted to talk to you about our project," he began with a bit of a stutter. "Do you feel like I'm really worthy of being your study partner?" He put his arms by his sides and paused while waiting for her to respond.
"Oh, of course!" she answered with a smile. "I spent all of last night thinking about you, and other project concepts or executions. I can't wait to try them all out together with you. It's also my first partnership, so I too understand how uneasy you feel about us. It's all so raw and new. You're nervous about making a mistake, and losing me. Just remember that communication is important, so if anything is bothering you feel free to talk to me about it. I'll also correct you if anything's wrong. I don't think we'll split up so easily."
"I see. I'm sorry to doubt you," Jirou interrupted while sinking his head downward a bit from the burdening shame of her explanation. "I-I'll see you later." He was about to lean forward to peck her on the cheek, but he withdrew to keep his thoughts concealed from the other passing students. The warning bell chimed, or signaled that there was about five minutes before the next class would begin. In other words, the conversation would be cut short.
"It's fine. Don't worry about it. You won't always be on the top," the female student uttered with a wink. "See you in class." The companion shut the locker door, and began to wander off while happily looking back at him. Jirou also went away from the lockers, and headed to his next period while feeling hope soar throughout his mind.
End of Chapter Seven