"S-so please!!" Kurumi bowed deeply, her cheeks flushing as the next few words flooded out of her mouth. "P-please take my virginity!"
Yuma blushed and couldn't bare to look, simply staring at the ground while wringing his hands together. "K-Kurumi, you know I can't do that-"
"Yeah!" Shinigami cheered him on. "She doesn't even have any tits to fuck, what's sex without a titfuck? Something totally lame!"
"P-please!" She begged as she shot back up and grabbed his hands. "There's nothing I want more than a Master Detective to be the one to take it! I don't care about the age gap, or anything, though…you don't look much older than me…" She shook her head. "D-doesn't matter! Please! I'll give you the info about Amaterasu Corp if you do!"
"But I'm not a Master Detec-"
"PLEASE JUST FUCK ME!"
"Gah! Okay okay!" Yuma protested. "Fine!"
Shinigami could hear glass shatter and the groan of her hopes and dreams. "M-Master! You can't be serious!"
"R-really?!" Kurumi said, her eyes sparkling, and she looked at the sewers around them. "Th-then we should find a more secluded place."
"I would hope so!" Yuma replied. "Is there some kind of room nearby?"
"Master, please, think about this! This could be very dangerous!"
Yuma turned to Shinigami and tried to whisper so that Kurumi wouldn't hear him. "Shinigami, just…just stay out of it, okay?"
"I-I guess so..." she trailed off.
As the two started walking, Kurumi suddenly had a realization, and turned to Yuma. "Uh…what's your name?"
"Yuma, Yuma Kokohead," he replied.
Kurumi smiled, and the two entered a small room way out of the way. "Is here okay?"
"Yeah, it looks-"
Shinigami cut in. "Dirty, suspicious, dangerous, musty, gross, not fuckable - Master, you should leave now!"
"-clean, but the atmosphere could use some work."
"Yeah…" Kurumi said, and then the two went into an awkward silence as the girl stared at him. "S-soooo…do I strip…or do you strip me…or…?"
"I dunno, I've never done this before. I only kind of know how it works too-"
Shinigami let out a wail of despair. "Master, you deserve a woman with experience! Not some no-life loser virgin who probably fists herself to exhibitionism videos and calls it fun!"
"Do you have any experience?" Yuma asked for no particular reason.
"I've only…watched it online…" She said, twiddling her thumbs. "Would you rather watch me strip, or do you want to do it?"
Yuma blushed intensely, but a strangely adorable smile came over his face, even if he would've scolded himself for being ap ervert for looking so excited. "I'd like to watch, if that's okay!"
"Maaaaaster," Shinigami continued to protest. "Girls who don't know how to strip are more cute than sexy, they're not worth fucking! Please, leave! I'm begging you!"
The girl's face turned an even brighter red. "O-okay…" She immediately unzipped her jacket and dropped it to the floor, revealing a cute red and black school uniform underneath.
"Wow," Yuma exhaled as he took a seat, and Shinigami 'sat' next to him. "You look cute in that~"
"Th-thanks…" She said, and grabbed the hem of her shirt, lifting it up and off, before folding it up and setting it next to her jacket. Her sizable chest was now only clad in a cute white bra that offset her black skirt.
"Flat tits, flat tits!" Shinigami chanted like an annoyed pro wrestling fan while Yuma tried to ignore her and enjoy the show. "When you milk her it's clear and runny!"
The girl smiled as she could feel his eyes on her bust, and without even needing to look, she undid the skirt and let it fall, revealing a matching pair of panties. Her blush managed to grow even deeper.
"W-wow," Yuma repeated, but much more breathily. He was blushing heavily and a bulge was clearly forming in his pants as he watched the shy girl put on a show.
The magic was interrupted by Shinigami again. "Flat ass!"
"Heh…" The girl had to take a deep breath for the next part. She reached behind her back and undid her bra, before sliding the shoulder straps down, slipping her arms around, and holding her bra aloft with only her hands. After another breath, she dropped it, and her perky, round breasts were revealed.
"So pretty-" Yuma exhaled, not even bothering to conceal how aroused he was to finally see a pair. A pair that didn't belong to his personal Death God, which she took clear offense at.
"Saggy, uneven, weird nipples, huge aereolas! Those look horrible! Master, you want a real woman, don't you? Don't you!? Please!?"
"You…like?" Kurumi asked, squeezing them between her arms.
"I love them! They look so pretty, and you look beautiful!"
Shinigami flopped backwards onto the bed and screamed so loud that Yuma clearly winced.
"Are you…sure you don't want to remove the last bit?" She asked, gesturing to the panties, apparently leaving the socks on.
"Do you want me to?"
"Y-yes."
He stood up and nodded before making his way over to her, gently hooking his fingers around her waistline and avoiding eye contact from shame. "O-okay, I'm going to do it now-"
"I am going to kill myself!" a shrill voice came from behind.
"Please do." She said, nearly shuddering at the idea that a Master Detective was taking off her panties!!
"Okay, I'll be gentle-" Yuma assured her, which made Shinigami wince. They were such virgins that Yuma though that the gentle motion of sliding the panties down this porcelain slut's legs was somehow going to hurt her.
"J-just do it!"
He gulped and did just that, quickly dropping down to his knees and coming eye level with her pussy as he brought the cloth to her ankles, revealing every hairless bit of her nethers, which dripped wet in anticipation for her very own Master Detective.
"Have you…ever seen one before?" She asked, nearly panting in anticipation. A Master Detective was looking at her pussy!
"No?" Yuma replied, only to immediately regret that decision.
"I am begging you, Master, literally begging you! I know so much this little cunt never could dream of!"
"I'm…your first?"
"Y-yeah, my first!" Yuma reassured her as she stood back up. "But, uh, I need to be naked too, don't I?"
Kurumi nodded dreamily. Not only was she being seen by a Master Detective, but…she was his FIRST! It was like a true dream come true!
"So, you seem like you…have a thing for people taking off other people's clothes. Does that mean you wish to strip me?" Yuma asked.
"C-CAN I?" She asked enthusiastically.
"I-If you want to!" he stammered, only vaguely registering the sound of Shinigami punching the wall.
The high schooler immediately descended on him and pulled at his clothes. His raincoat felt nice, and being able to feel an actual WDO outfit made the girl nearly moan with delight. She had the boy stripped down to his boxers in a matter of seconds, pausing there to take the boy in. He was scrawny, for sure, but he was still cute! And…aroused~
In spite of the clear bulge in his boxers, he was still shivering in anxiety. "Y-you're excited!"
"Y-yes…" She said as she grabbed his boxers. This was it, a Master Detective's penis! With a deep breath, she yanked the boxers down. The member flopped out over the edge of the boxers and into her gaze, and Yuma had to look away which allowed him to see Shinigami to the side, curled up against the wall, punching her leg rapidly.
"W-wow! It's…" 'Smaller than what she usually saw in her videos', she thought. 'Though, at least it's not small.' "Cute?"
"C-cute!?" Yuma gasped while covering his face with his hands.
"S-sorry! I guess I'm just used to seeing…massive ones, hehe…" She said as she raised her hands. "I…I can't wait to…" She walked up, and getting right in front of him, she ran her finger from the base to its tip.
He shuddered and she even got to feel his penis throb a bit. "W-what do we do now?"
"Well…" She thought it over. "Sit down."
He did as he asked, returning to the bed and sitting down obediently. At this point, Shinigami was crying openly, but part of him somehow didn't mind after how she had been acting for the last several hours. It felt like revenge, in a way.
The girl knelt down in front of him, and met his eyes, smiling. "Do you like my boobs?" She asked as she grabbed them, and squeezed them.
"I do!" Yuma cheered, which caused Shinigami to wail like a cat being forcibly inoculated.
"Wanna…touch them a bit?" She asked.
"You'd let me?"
"OF COURSE SHE WOULD, SHE'S A SLUT!"
"Yes." She said as she stuck her chest out for him.
Yuma did just that, reaching out and gently running his fingers along the surface of the mounds. "They're so soft-"
"Mmmm…" Now he was touching her chest! She hoped it was good enough for him. "M-my nipples are hard too…touch them too…"
In response, he gently pinched them, causing her to moan and jolt. "It really feels that good?"
"No!" Shinigami protested. "Master, it feels terrible!"
"A-ahhhh…y-yes…" She gasped. "M-more…"
That encouraged the small boy even more, and he began groping and squishing her chest in earnest. Every little motion caused some kind of special reaction, whether it was contortions in her facial features or jolts of her limbs and body or lewd excalamations and moans, he wanted to experiment to find out all he could about this kind of pleasure. It was fascinating how 'into it' she was, and even he could feel himself becoming happy with how things were turning out between them.
After what felt like several minutes, she had to grab his hands and pull them away, afraid she'd cum way too fast like this. "St-stop…for a second…not that it's a bad thing, but…not yet…"
"Wh-what else do we do?" Yuma asked, vaguely remembering that there was something about putting his penis somewhere involved with 'sex.'
"Well…I can tell you like my boobs, so…" She leaned forward and gently grabbed his cock, and slid it between her two mounds. "We can do this." With that, she grabbed her chest and began moving her breasts up and down, rubbing the soft skin of her mounds against his hard cock.
Yuma gasped for air and shifted his hips, feeling almost buried by this new feeling of pleasure. Was it really possible for sex to feel so good? It explained why Shinigami was so obsessed wth it, particularly the fact that she wasn't having it.
"What is it, Master, tell me, please! Are my boobs to big? Am I ugly? Do you hate me? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!?"
"How does it feel?" Kurumi asked as she slid her boobs up and down, up and down, her body trembling with her own arousal.
"Amazing, I love-" Yuma replied, biting his cheek before he could say 'you' on accident. Who knows how Shinigami would've replied, she was already scratching her forearm while she cried so hard the mascara on her face ran. He didn't even know she wore mascara, he always assumed her eyes just looked like that.
Kurumi had caught on to what he'd been about to say, and it made her blush and giggle. It was cute, he was cute. She was happy Master Detectives weren't super intimidating like she had expected. She began to increase her pace, rubbing her boobs against him faster and faster.
"I feel funny!" he suddenly exhaled. "H-hot and…and like something is about to happen-"
Kurumi felt…a little confused now. Did…he not know what a climax was? Was he…that inexperienced? She wasn't sure if she should feel proud she would be his introduction to that stuff…or a little concerned. Either way, she simply continued, moving as fast as she could manage.
Finally, it happened. He exploded between her tits, sending shots of semen into her jaw, face, and around her breasts while he moaned so sweetly that it surpassed even the best music Kurumi had ever heard. Shinigami cried out 'It should've been me!' as she slowed down, milking him of every last drop of cum he could manage to shoot out.
"That was…a lot…" She said with a laugh as she pulled away. "How…did it feel?"
"Amazing~" he purred over the sound of Shinigami's wails of despair, leaning back on the bed and melting for a moment. "I-Is that sex?"
"It's just one thing sex can be. I'd love to show you more, but…I didn't realize you were that inexperienced."
"Y-yeah, thanks, being a…Detective-" he weaseled his way around the phrase she wanted to hear. "Doesn't leave you with much time to-"
"WE HAD MORE THAN ENOUGH TIME MASTER, MORE THAN ENOUGH!"
"-do stuff like that."
"I suppose. I guess that just makes me worried for this next part." She said.
"Why?" he asked.
The girl got up and sat down next to him, gesturing for him to get down. Once he had, she spread her legs for him, though she was blushing as she did so. "L-lick me."
"How do I do that?" Yuma asked out loud.
"Just…use your tongue." She said. "Run it along the outside, inside, just…do what feels right. Surely you can figure it out, right?" Kurumi asked, her concern growing.
"I think so?" Yuma stammered as he leaned forward, outstretchedh is tongue, and gently pressed it against the strange hood that lay at the top of her pussy like the knocker on a door.
"A-AHHH! Y-yeah! Like that…" She said as she let out a moan.
Yuma, encouraged by her praise, repeated the process, poking and prodding at the strange bit of flesh and the skin around it with his tongue as he closed his eyes, taking in all of the senses. The smell of her arousal, the taste of it on his tongue, the sound of her moaning, it was all so new and so exciting to the small boy.
"Mmmmm…m-move around…o-or inside…" She instructed as her hips bucked.
He opened his eyes again to guide his tongue downwards, inserting it inside of her and marvelling at how strange it felt to have his tongue in such a lewd spot like this.
"F-FUCK!" She cried out. Any doubts she'd been having about Yuma vanished as his tongue made her feel good in ways just like she'd seen in those videos.
He eagerly got to work on her, experimenting further to see what all just his tongue could do to the adorable girl. He plunged it in and out of her before running it back over the hood that seemed to make her so excited, before lapping up her fluids around the entrance and returning again. Eventually he even grew so bold as to kiss her pussy sloppily before returning to the labor, all the while feeling her squirm and melt as her moans grew louder.
"Y-YUMAAAAA!!" Kurumi cried as her legs suddenly closed around the boy's head. She ground her hips against his face with glee as drool dripped down her chin. She could feel herself coming close, but she wanted to savor this delicious feeling as long as possible.
It felt like being sprayed by a water bottle as he could, though muffled, hear her cry out in time with her gyrations against his face. There was little he could do other than take it, and feel satisfied in getting a response from her that seemed so similar to that 'cumming' thing that Shinigami had been talking about at one point or another.
Finally, as she rode out her climax, she freed him, and collapsed back, panting with the largest smile on her face she'd ever had. "W-wow…"
"D-did you like it?" Yuma asked as he wiped off his face, which in hindsight was a bad idea since it only made his arm wet. Out of the corner of his eye he could see that Shinigami had hanged herself, which would've inspired more concern if she wasn't clearly floating and watching him out of one lidded eye.
"I-it was incredible…" She said. "Th-thank you, Yuma." She slowly sat up, and looked at the boy's cock, which was stiff and long. "You've…made me feel great, but…there's one last thing I'd like to do."
"There's more!?" Yuma asked.
"Of course there's more!" Shinigami protested as the noose vanished. "She just isn't good enough to show you everything! Please listen to me!!"
"I mean…to be honest, there's thousands of things we could do, but…there's just one in particular I want to do right now." She said with a small smile, and a blush. "Can you…sit for me?"
Yuma did as she asked, sitting criss-crossed on the ground and smiling up at her in a way that was so adorable she almost wanted to die on the spot. Both of the girls felt that way, actually.
Kurumi got onto shaky legs and walked towards him, getting into his lap and positioning herself to where the head of his dick touched her pussy. "Th-this is it. Are you ready?"
"Yeah!" Yuma cheered while leaning back to place his hands on the ground, steadying his body. "But, what exactly is going to happen?"
Without answering, Kurumi plunged herself down, immediately allowing half of his length to enter her. A scream escaped her throat as intense pain flooded her body, but she held her ground, biting her lip so hard it felt like it was about to bleed.
Yuma let out a moan as his entire body stiffened. "O-oh, that-"
"Haaa…haaaaaa…" Kurumi panted, and lowered herself down more, and then a little more, having to take breaks to catch her breath, until finally, his entire cock was inside her, and she was sitting on his lap, facing him, her breasts against his chest as she leaned against him.
She could see that the boy was paralyzed, so overwhelmed by pleasure that it froze any action he could have even conceived of taking. His chest heaved and he stared into her eyes as his nails dug into the floor, and that was all.
The high schooler sat there for a moment and collected herself before she started lifting herself up, and then slamming her body back down. Her breasts jiggled against his chest, and the pain was slowly beginning to fade as she moved up and down.
Gradually, their bodies took over for them. He thrust into her when she slammed down and pulled out when she raised herself, his steady grip on the floor making sure that every time she landed it was met with the most force his petite body could muster. She felt so filled by him, and so completely in control of this Master Detective. It was intoxicating to know that she was doing this, causing him to look so lewd, to lose control of his body, to allow her to enjoy herself so thoroughly.
Kurumi sped up her movements, slowly getting faster and faster, and before she even gave herself a moment to hesitate, she leaned in and kissed Yuma.
It was a bit of a one-sided kiss because the boy had essentially shut-off, but she still enjoyed the dominance she held over him as she ran her tongue over his teeth and delighting in the feeling of her lips against his. Her thrusts grew less chaotic and quicker as she rutted into his lap and ground her chest against his, completely owning his body on every level.
The girl wasn't sure how close Yuma was, but she was already starting to feel it again, and because of that, while her thrusts became slightly stronger, she began to slowly down, while continuing to almost frantically kiss the boy.
He came first inside of her, only managing to mumble something about feeling 'it' again before he released inside of her pussy. She was immediately filled with the warmth of his orgasm, from the deepest parts of her to where her cunt kissed the head of his cock before slamming down again.
As she felt his sperm fill her up, she slammed herself down one last time and came once again, spraying her juices onto his body as they mixed together. She kept herself there as she rode it out, her body twitching with every moment, until there was nothing left. Once it was done, she leaned back, and caught her breath, before finally pulling off of him, splashing cum everywhere as she fell onto her back, staring up at the ceiling.
"Wow," was all he could manage to exhale before collapsing onto his back.
"Yuma…" She gasped. "That was…incredible." She said, and giggled. "Master Detectives…are even better than I thought."
He raised a thumbs-up into the air.
"So…wanna do it again sometime?" She asked with a wide smile.
"Y-yeah," he stammered as he stood up and began to gather his clothes. "If you want to, that is."
She kept smiling as she laid there, basking in her own afterglow. "Yeah…thank you, Yuma."
Yuma quietly left, and Shinigami quickly phased through the wall.
"Words do not describe how cruel that was," she pouted.
Yuma sighed. "If I…let you do that too, will you just be quiet more?"
Immediately her entire mood turned around. Color returned to her eyes and she 'floated up' straight, squeeing so loud in delight that he almost feared that Kurumi would hear it. "YES I WILL BE SILENT FOREVER!"
He exhaled. There were worse problems in the world to have than two attractive women begging for his attention, he decided.