Makoto adjusted his tie as he stared at the doorway to the local restaurant his blind date had picked out. He knew she was kind of cheap on everything that wasn't gaming, but this place looked stunningly well put together and clean. It almost felt mean to admit that he was surprised. After walking inside and taking note of the 'Seat Yourself' sign he saw that, towards the back, a girl about his age with light hair was intensely focused on playing a game on a retro device. He approached her and smiled. "Uh, hi, are you Chiaki Nanami?"

Chiaki paused her game, and looked up, staring hard into her date's eyes. "Y-yes."

Makoto felt a little taken aback. She had a stare that was intense but somehow kidn of blank. It both felt like she was analyzing him deeply and looking at something directly behind him, but he still smiled back and sat down. "That's lovely, I'm Makoto Naegi, it's wonderful to finally meet in person."

"Yes, it is." Chiaki said with a nod as, with all her effort, she put her console in sleep mode and put it aside. "My name is Chiaki Nanami." The girl said before she realized Makoto already knew that. "I mean, um…"

Makoto giggled. Over DM the girl was almost painfully shy and awkward at times, but it was comforting. So many people were sexually forward and extroverted and constantly social, Chiaki was more relaxing than that. And from the way she blushed a bit and shifted in her seat, she was also quite adorable. "Well, how has your day been?"

"I, uhhh…" Chiaki panicked. She tried to think of how characters in her dating sims games would respond, but unfortunately, she wasn't very good at them. "It was…pretty…good…" She paused and cleared her throat, then went for her best seductive smile, "…but it got better when I saw you~"

Makoto was a bit taken aback. That was more forward than she usually was. "Uh…yeah. Mine was pretty good too, I mostly relaxed at home with my sister."

"Oh yeah, your sister!" Chiaki's mind flashed to a specific dating sim she had in her collection, but hadn't played yet because of the…content. She shoved away the lewd thought. "What's her name again?"

"Komaru!" Makoto chirped with clear brotherly affection. "She's a Reserve Course Student at Hope's Peak, but her real goal is to be a mangaka someday. She's very passionate about it, and I think she's very good at drawing."

"Wh-what are your hobbies?" The girl awkwardly asked, having believed she found an opening.

"Uh, well, I can't say much. I watch a few anime, play a few games, but mostly I guess I just…do my school work," Makoto trailed off. "I'm the Ultimate Lucky Student which means I don't have a lot to do when it comes to classwork. I just…kind of exist there, I guess."

"I mean…I'm kind of in the same boat." She said. Relate to the other person. "I mean…there's not really much you can do with playing video games, huh? Especially with 'studying' for that kind of thing. There's obviously esports, but those don't interest me. Neither does streaming."

"I'm surprised that stuff like streaming doesn't interest you," Makoto replied. "You're very photogenic-" he added before blushing a little. "I mean, you, you uh, present yourself well."

"Thank you." She said, blushing a bit as well. "I…try not to fall into the stereotype of a sweaty gamer nerd that doesn't shower. Of course, I can't take my games into the shower, but I can watch videos if I put my phone in a plastic bag, and then watch it while washing my…" She paused, seeing Makoto's expression, "…my…b-body…ahem."

That was an odd amount of detail. Maybe she typed such terse sentences because she had a tendency for overexplaining, Makoto theorized. "You watch videos in the shower? I've never tried that.'

Chiaki now regretted she had turned the conversation to her shower routine. "Y-yeah. Of course, when I'm…r-rubbing…er…" Chiaki flustered. "Wh-when I scrub certain…parts, I can't see, but…yeah."

"You can't see where you shower?" Makoto asked.

Chiaki nearly whimpered. "I-I mean…when I'm scrubbing my feet or legs…I have to…bend over, so I can't see it where I usually put it."

"Ah, okay," Makoto replied neutrally while putting up the menu so she couldn't see that the thought of her bending over in the shower was making him blush intensely.

Thankfully, their waiter came by to save Chiaki from further embarrassment as he took their order, then left. Chiaki tried to think of something, anything else to talk about, imagining it as a series of dialogue options. "So…um…how has school been for you?"

"Fine!" Makoto replied as he spontaneously thought of Chiaki, Sayaka, and Aoi in the showers of the girl's locker room together. Komaru had joked this would happen but if he knew it was he would've canceled.

"Are you okay? You look…hot."

"This…this suit is a bit stuffy," Makoto admitted with a chuckle. "I thought it looked nice but I feel overdressed," he continued while staring a little too blatantly at her chest.

Chiaki had simply dressed in casual clothes, a thin t-shirt and skirt, along with her signature cat hoodie, as she didn't have any 'fancy' clothes. "S-sorry about my…clothes."

"Don't be!" Makoto blurted out. "You look nice, like I said!"

"You…really mean that?"

"Of course, you're very pretty."

"I…huh?" Chiaki said, caught completely off guard by the casual-sounding compliment that was anything but. Her face flushed in response.

"Did I say something wrong?" Makoto asked in genuine fear as he scooted back a little.

"N-no I just…wasn't expecting that." She paused. "You're…handsome, too. And I'm sure even when you aren't in clothes, you also look nice." Chiaki didn't realize how the sentence had come out, as she'd meant to say 'those clothes'.

Makoto paused. "Uh, 'aren't?'"

Still not realizing her mistake, she nodded. "Yes, I'm sure you look handsome without them!"

Makoto blushed even harder. "Y-you do?"

"Of course! You didn't even need to wear them, really." She said.

"That's a bit sexual, don't you think?"

"Huh?" Chiaki asked, slightly tilting her head. "What…do you mean?"

"I-Is this a prank?" Makoto asked while looking around. "Is Junko around here!?"

"H-huh? What…what do you mean? Who's Junko?" Chiaki asked, wondering what she'd said wrong, and beginning to panic. "I-I'm sorry if I upset you…"

"It's just," Makoto replied, hoping that he was just paranoid. "Usually when you tell someone they look better naked, it's…well, it's sexual."

"I…what?" Chiaki asked, now just confused. "I…never said you look better naked."

"...'without my clothes?'"

Chiaki played her own words back in her mind, as if she was scrolling back in the dialogue, and then blushed once she'd realized what she'd said. "Oh…oh no no no no! I-I meant…not in THOSE clothes…like…in just normal clothes, not a suit…s-sorry…"

"Huh," Makoto replied after a lengthy pause. "Okay then?"

"I'm…sorry…I'm…not very good at this stuff…" Chiaki said, looking down sadly.

Makoto couldn't help but smile and reached across the table to hold her hand. "D-don't worry about it, okay? I'm sorry if I made you feel upset."

Chiaki jumped initially at his touch but…she was shocked by how soft his hand was, and she gently grasped it back. "Th-thank you…I just…yeah…"

Makoto smiled even wider. "In fact, it's kind of cute~"

"You…think I'm cute?" She asked, blushing again.

He released her hand but still kept smiling. "Yeah!"

"Thank you…" She said again, and shifted in her seat. "So…what do we do now?"

"I'm not sure," he replied as he craned his neck to see the kitchen. "They sure take forever here-"

"I…don't know what the best dialogue option is." Chiaki said somewhat quietly.

"What?" Makoto flatly replied.

"Ah, nevermind!" Chiaki cried. "Um…is…this…" She practically had to sound out her question while fishing for something, "…your first date?"

"Yeah!" Makoto lied. Technically his first date was with Kyoko, but she insisted on him laying completely still while naked so she could take photos of him, so he hadn't talked to her since.

"Really? It's mine too." She admitted. "I…don't really know why I wanted to try it, but I did. One of my friends even encouraged me, though…he looked disappointed when I said I wanted to try blind dating for some reason."

"Huh, I wonder why-" Makoto replied before they were interrupted by the waiter bringing their food.

Chiaki looked down at her absolutely delicious looking steak as she licked her lips. She usually didn't splurge like this, but it seemed as good of a time as any to do so, and she happily picked up her knife and fork and began to cut into it.

Makoto watched as Chiaki, in under two minutes, put away an entire 16 oz. It was so remarkable that he couldn't even focus on eating any of his soup. She ate like a ravenous wolf and somehow didn't look disgusting at any point in time. Why did she never teach Akane how to do this?

Chiaki let out a deep, satisfied sigh, before then letting out an adorable, soft burp. She covered her mouth with her hand and blushed. "E-excuse me…"

"W-wow…impressive..."

"What is?"

"Nothing," Makoto deflected while taking a sip of his soup.

"How is yours?" The girl asked sweetly as she gathered up her utensils and everything onto the plate.

"Good!" Makoto replied as he decided he wasn't eating the whole thing. Chiaki was already done and he didn't want to leave her waiting, after all.

"Why'd you stop? Are you already full?"

"Uh, yeah!" he replied while waving down a waiter. "I have a small tummy," he explained before smacking himself for talking like his own mom.

"O-oh, okay." Chiaki said, unsure why she didn't believe him.

Makoto paid and quickly stood up, stretching a little. "Well, it was fun, but I think I need to head home. Talk more tomorrow?"

"What?" Chiaki said. "Aren't we supposed to go to my bedroom now?"

"Why would we do that?"

"The characters always go to the bedroom at the end of the date in dating sims…"

"Dating sims?" Makoto asked before remembering. Those were the visual novels that Komaru played! The ones with girls who looked like children, and the ultraviolence, and the girls who looked like children being the victims of ultraviolence. He probably should've been concerned about what Komaru was playing these days, come to think of it.

"Yeah! Is that…not normal?" She asked, looking disappointed.

"Well, uh," Makoto blushed. What he wanted to say is that usually people fucked after going to each other's rooms, but with how Chiaki replied earlier, he didn't want to make her feel guilty. Besides, it wasn't like he had anything to do tonight anyways. "Sure, lead the way!"

Chiaki happily let the boy back to her dorm, with the two of them talking about several mundane things along the way. Once they reached the door, she opened it and allowed him to enter first. When they did, Makoto was able to see mountains of video games stacked into piles, as well as a dozen or so video game consoles.

"Wow," he whistled. "This is really something-"

"Do you want to play a game?" She asked, then paused. "Wait, do you do that kind of stuff on a date?"

"Yeah, people play games on dates all the time," Makoto replied.

"Oh! Yay! So then do you want to?"

"Sure, what games do you like to play?"

"Everything." The girl answered flatly.

"...do you have a preference?"

"Well, when it comes to multiplayer games, I like sports games usually, like Wii Sports or the like, or general Nintendo multiplayer games, like Smash Bros or Mario Kart." She smiled. "Whatever you want to play."

"Uh..." Makoto trailed off. Komaru liked Wii Sports, he knew sports, it made sense. "Wii Sports?"

Chiaki nodded with a smile on her face as she got down and crawled towards the console to get it ready, not noticing her skirt slightly riding up. "Okay, sorry in advance if I get…competitive."

Makoto turned his head away from the lewd sight and nodded. "Don't worry, my sister broke our TV once playing this…and the Wii remote."

"Heh…" Chiaki laughed as she got up and handed the remote over as everything turned on, and Chiaki started the game. They both sat next to each other on the bed. "Which game should we play?"

"Do you have a favorite?"

"Tennis."

He smiled at her again. "Alright, let's do tennis!"

Chiaki's smile grew as they started and she stood up, ready to play. "I'm gonna destroy you!"

"Hehe, yeah-" Makoto trailed off as he stood up too, stepping behind Chiaki to give her swinging space.

What Makoto didn't realize with his choice, however, was that the movements they would need to play the game had a noticeable effect on the girl's large assets, which bounced and swung around along with her.

As she predicted, she utterly destroyed him, but not in the way she expected. Every rally was a quick victory in her favor because his eyes couldn't leave her body. She had such an ungodly hot body that it was all that filled his thoughts, no matter how hard he chastised himself and tried to think of normalcy, romance, and chastity.

"Wooooo!" Chiaki cried as the screen displayed her victory. "Are you sure you've played this before?"

"Heh, in a way-" Makoto squeaked as he tried to focus so hard on the screen that his eyes began to hurt.

"Are…you okay?" She asked, moving in front of him.

"Yeah, yeah!" he squeaked even harder as she got close enough that her chest pressed up against his.

"Do you want to play again? Or a different sport? Or…something else entirely?" Chiaki asked, and with everything that had happened, it came out more seductively than she'd probably meant it to.

"S-something else?" Makoto blurted in shock.

"Yeah. Like we could talk more, though I don't know what else to talk about. Or we could just…I don't know, I'm really bad at this, remember?" She elaborated, stepping back a bit and looking at him. "You look…hot. Maybe you should take that suit off." She then blushed. "Th-that is, only if you want to. I wouldn't want you to get overheated and pass out or anything."

In spite of the sudden rush of anxiety, the idea did sound nice, so he did it. "O-okay," the Ultimate Lucky Student stammered as she undid his tie and let it hang loose while sliding off the jacket.

Nodding, Chiaki also sat down and, after a moment of consideration, she took off her own hoodie, leaving her chest to bounce once more as she did so. She then stretched and let out a deep sigh.

At that point Makoto couldn't even remember to be subtle, flagrantly staring at every little motion of the girl's ample chest.

"What…are you looking at?" She asked.

"Nothing!" he snapped before turning his entire body away. "Sorry, I mean, nothing!"

Chiaki wracked her brain to try and think about why he'd been acting so weird, and once again her mind turned to her dating sims. Hundreds of interactions flashed through her mind as she thought it over, until finally, she hit on something. A specific scene in one of the more mature ones. One that preceded…"O-oh." She suddenly said, and looked back at Makoto. "M-Makoto…what were you looking at? Please tell me."

Makoto inhaled and exhaled deeply. Time to pay the price for being a perv, he thought. "Y-your chest..."

She blushed deeply. "Are you…interested in me?"

"...yes..."

"I…wow…" Chiaki said, a little surprised. She'd…succeeded? "I…um…don't know what to do next."

Makoto turned back to her, obviously puzzled. "Y-you don't hate me?"

"No! I mean, it's natural…I'm used to it. One of my classmates is very…open about how much he likes to ogle me…in that area." She said. "I…don't really mind, even if it's a little embarrassing."

That was fair, Makoto realized. Hope's Peak was filled with weirdos. "Well, I'm still sorry. It's not right..."

"Makoto, come here." She said as she patted the spot next to her on the bed.

Makoto did as she said, sitting down next to her while trying to avoid eye contact.

"Look at me."

"Yeah?"

"I want you to feel more comfortable with me, okay?" She asked sincerely.

"Why?"

"Because…I think you're…interesting too. I'm…interested." She said. Now she was the one struggling to stay looking at him.

Makoto couldn't respond, but she could see a lot in the strong blush on his face.

Without any more hesitation, Chiaki grabbed the boy's hand and brought it to her chest, pressing it hard against one of her breasts. "H-here!"

Makoto gasped as his fingers sunk into the soft skin. "Ch-Chiaki, wait!"

"N-no! No more hesitation! Feel me!" She cried as she grabbed his other hand and placed it on the other breast, her face growing hot.

"Chiaki, I-I-" the boy stuttered as he continued groping her, growing more and more aroused at how soft and eager she was.

Figuring he wouldn't let go now, she slowly removed her hands from his own and looked down to see a noticeable tent in his pants. "So…you like it? Or…them?"

"Y-yeah, I'm just…just nervous..." he sputtered.

"Don't be. It's just us, and no matter what happens, today has been great, okay?" Chiaki said, and then accidentally let out a small moan as he squeezed her, rubbing her nipple with his finger. "S-so…I'll…go as far as you're willing to go."

"I...I frankly don't know how far we should go-" Makoto began to panic. "I've never done this before!"

"I-I haven't either but…" She wasn't sure how to phrase it in a way that didn't sound pathetic. 'I watch a lot of porn?' No. 'I've played several eroge?' Nope. "I…have an idea of what I'm doing, if you'd like me to lead."

"Y-yes please, thank you-"

"Well then…" She removed his hands from her chest, and gulped. "Here…" She grabbed her jacket and slipped it off before grabbing the hem of her shirt and yanking it up and off, her bra-clad chest bouncing in front of Makoto's eyes. Before he had a proper chance to look at it though, she unclipped it, and removed it, keeping an arm over her nipples. "Y-you can touch them directly." She finally removed her arm after a second of hesitation, and her perky breasts jiggled, especially once she stuck her chest out towards him, though shyly looked away, a blush on her face.

Makoto immediately did so, reaching forward to aggressively grope and fondle every inch of her pale breasts. He ran his fingers over the mole on her right tit while rubbing at the nipple on her left, before alternating to massage and grope one while gently running his fingers over the other. It felt like there was so much he wanted to do to them, and yet so little time to do it all.

"Y-you're…r-really good, aahhhh~!" She moaned, her body shuddering as her thighs rubbed together. She panted as she stared at his groin again, and gently reached out to stroke the tent, once.

"Ah!" he moaned and jerked his hips, gripping her tits even tighter as a bolt of lightning arched through his spine. Touching himself always felt nice, even if he didn't do it much, but someone else touching him was so much more enjoyable.

"Can I…?" She asked, gesturing to it.

"Ah, yeah!"

Chiaki grabbed the front of his pants and undid the button on it. Her hands shook as she did so. It would be the first time she'd get to see a cock in person. She'd seen many in porn and lewd games, but never in front of her like this. As she unzipped his pants, and pulled them down, she took a second to admire his surprisingly plain boxers. After a deep breath, she grabbed his waistband, and pulled, yanking down at the same time, allowing his rock hard cock to spring free. She was immediately surprised by how big it actually was, and when it swung around, she reflexively reached out and placed her entire hand around it.

Makoto moaned and kicked as sensations he had never felt before rocked his entire body. "Ch-Chiaki, it-it feels really good~" he moaned as he took his hands off her chest to grip the sides of the couch.

Chiaki smiled as she began to stroke his dick, at first with only her fingertips, sliding them across his shaft with great gentleness, from the base to the tip.

She watched his back arch and a bit of pre leak out of the shaft as a long, high-pitched moan left his throat. "Chiaki~"

She simply continued, wrapping her entire hand around his cock as she jerked him off. His noises and movements were so cute, and she moved faster and faster as she felt the pre leak onto her hand.

"W-wait, Chiaki, stop!" Makoto suddenly panicked.

Chiaki did, and looked up at him, alarmed. "Wh-what?"

"I was about to cum," Makoto exhaled. "And if I do that too fast then, well, things kind of end before they begin-"

"You…huh? Isn't that the goal?"

"Well, sort of?" Makoto replied. "But usually you want the guy to cum last, I think, because it's harder for guys to do it multiple times."

Chiaki blinked once, then twice. "Wait…it is?"

"Uh, yeah," Makoto sweatdropped. "I don't know why, but some girls can go, like, a dozen times in one sitting. Guys are lucky to get three, or four."

"So…v…v…V-VIDEO GAMES WERE LYING TO ME?!" Chiaki screamed, her entire world shattered.

"Well, I mean," Makoto panicked, trying to calm the girl down. "There are some pills that can help a guy go a bunch of times, maybe all the video games have those?"

"I…maybe?" Chiaki said, and shook her head. "So…you don't want to cum yet?"

Makoto blushed. "Well, I mean, if I can I'd like to make you cum first..."

"Okay, that…yeah." She said as she stood up, her chest bouncing. She was about to strip the rest of the way when- "Hey…do you want to take the rest of my clothes off?"

"Y-you'd let me?"

"Of course!" She said as she put her hands behind her back.

Makoto reached up and grabbed the girl's skirt, looking up again sheepishly for another last second bit of approval. Chiaki simply nodded and smiled, Makoto gently slid the skirt over Chiaki's ample thighs, exposing her panties to his gaze and causing him to pause for a moment. "W-wow-"

"Have you…ever seen a girl's…bits before? Like…outside of porn or anything?"

"No," Makoto admitted as she helped him get her skirt off.

"Well, I'm honored to be your first." Chiaki said as she suddenly grabbed his shirt as well, and yanked it up and off, leaving him topless, which allowed her to see his dick much more easily.

Makoto yelped in shock and tried to retaliate by grabbing her panties and forcing them down, before being paused by the sight of her pussy. It looked somehow far more beautiful than any one he had seen before, and he couldn't quite place why.

As she let the garment fall to her feet, she guided him back to the bed as she grabbed his pants and boxers and tugged them the rest of the way down. Now with both of them naked, she pushed him gently onto the bed, and scooted back against him, leaving his dick resting between her supple ass cheeks as she grabbed his hand and guided it between her legs. "Can you figure it out from here?"

"I think so?" Makoto asked as she pressed his fingers against the hood of her clit.

"AHHHHH~!" Chiaki moaned as she pushed her ass back against his dick.

Makoto focused on rubbing that spot, drawing gentle circles on the flap of skin while reaching up with his other hand to paw at her stomach, encouraging her to lean forward so he could grope her chest again.

"Y-you're doing…great! Nnnng!" Chiaki groaned loudly as she leaned forward again so he could reach her breast, wanting to feel everything she'd seen in those games.

Makoto rolled her nipples between his fingers as he alternated from tit to tit, groping and pawing at her chest while increasing the pace at which he rubbed her clit, delighting in how she was grinding against his pelvis.

"Gahhhh…nnnnggg…mmmmf!" Every time she tried to speak, she could only moan, and she could feel that all-too-familiar pressure building inside her.

"You're so beautiful~" Makoto moaned to the girl.

"You're…good…" She got out, and finally came hard, spraying juices onto his hand and the bed as her entire body vibrated. It was the most intense climax she'd ever experienced, and it left her feeling light-headed in the best possible way as she emptied everything she had, and once she was done, she fell back against the boy, panting.

Makoto reached around to gently cup her ass while he kissed at her cheek, before whispering in her ear. "See how fun that was~?"

"Y-yes…" She said with a giggle. "Now…I want a turn, if you'll let me."

"Let you do what?"

She grabbed his cock.

"I see!" Makoto squeaked.

"May I?"

"Of course!"

The girl pushed him onto his back as she slid up his side, resting his arm between her breasts as her hand began to pump his cock again. At the same time, she used her free hand to turn his face towards hers. With a small smile, she kissed him, gently at first, to see how he'd react.

Makoto immediately dived far deeper into the kiss than she'd expected, using his free hand to grab the back of her head while he writhed against her.

Seeing that he was into it, she began to push her tongue against his mouth as he began to jerk off his cock the same way she'd done before.

The response was immediate, as all of his writhing and moaning intensified under her unskilled yet eager touch. She felt encouraged, as if she had found an enemy's weak point.

She wondered how long he would last as she fondled his balls while continuing to jerk up and down on his shaft, their tongues now wrestling inside his mouth as she practically pushed her body against his.

For him it felt like a moment, but for her it lasted forever. Eventually, his cock began to throb in her hand before exploding hard enough to land flecks of cum on her tits and face, the most intense orgasm of his life sending him over the moon and stars and back to Earth in an instant. 'Level up,' she could almost hear.

She pulled away from the kiss to whisper in his ear. "How was that~?"

"Myehehehehe-" Makoto warbled as he melted into the couch, a look of pure bliss crawling across his blushing face.

"Well then…once you're ready again…" She said as she looked at his now soft dick, "…there's one more thing we can do~"

"Y-you don't mean-"

"Yes, I do. If you want to, that is."

"I-I'd love to!" Makoto replied before suddenly latching onto her breast again, feeling like the best way to get hard again was to throw himself into things.

"AHHHH~!" She immediately moaned, and then laughed. "You should…nnn…use your mouth…"

Makoto did both, pinching and groping her chest while latching onto and licking her nipple, all while his other hand slid down to gently jerk off his rapidly hardening cock.

"W-wow…so eager!" She said with another laugh, before yet another moan escaped her lips.

"Of course," Makoto purred as he released her just to forcibly flip her over, getting on top as he pressed her against the soft surface.

"Well then…" She said as she saw he was hard again, "Are…you ready?"

Makoto reached down to grab her legs, adjusting as he spread them open and leaned forward to press his cock against her core. "Are you~?"

"Y-yes!" She said passionately.

Makoto nodded before slowly pressing his cock inside of her, moaning into her ear as he did so.

Chiaki instantly winced loudly in pain at the terrible tightness she suddenly felt as her insides practically wrapped around the head of his dick. "F-fuck…"

"You sound so cute~" Makoto praised her as he pressed his body against her's, burying his dick further inside of her as her breasts squished against his chest.

"It's…so hot…ahhhh…" She moaned as she could feel then being pressed together so tightly that it both hurt and felt so good at the same time.

His thrusting grew in intensity as he grabbed the back of her head to pull her into a much more vicious kiss, lust and passion bypassing both student's usual anxiety. The girl was impressed by his sudden change in attitude and ferocity, and she started moving her hips as the pain began to fade, trying to stimulate both of them even further.

On and on they went, bodies writhing together in a shared motion born of lust while they kissed until they were almost out of oxygen entirely, only separating to look into each other's eyes and catch their breath before locking up again. A familiar burning grew in both of their stomach's as pace and moderation were forgotten entirely, replaced with a dual effort to force the other to give in first.

Chiaki could feel it building but years of practice meant she was great at keeping it in check, even if the pleasure she felt in this moment was nothing like anything she'd ever felt before.

That meant Makoto came first, separating from the kiss just a bit to exhale as he hilted inside of her and released, filling her womb with his cum. Feeling his warm seed inside her, she let herself go too, and her cum mixed with his as both of them moaned, clutching each other tightly until they both were empty, and panting.

"D-did you enjoy~?" Makoto exhaled into her.

"That was better than any eroge or porn I could've ever imagined…and much better than doing it by myself…" Chiaki admitted.

"I feel the same way~" Makoto replied before kissing her on the forehead.

"So…does that mean this was a successful date, then?"

"Very!" Makoto replied as he rolled off of her and sat off to the side. "At least, I enjoyed it."

"So…can we have another sometime?" She said as she laid down on her side, facing him, her breasts settling onto the bed.

"Yeah," Makoto replied. "I'd love to~"