Yuma shifted in his seat, feeling the need to adjust the feminine underwear he'd been given even though Desuhiko had told him multiple times not to mess with it too much. Kurumi must've noticed him fidgeting since she put a hand on his shoulder and flashed him a reassuring smile when he looked over.

"Just try to relax, okay?" she said softly, and he took a deep breath before nodding.

"I never knew this stuff was so…weird," he said quietly. The panties felt much more restrictive than his boxers had been, leading to his penis feeling strange and a little uncomfortable to say the least.

"You need to pay attention," Kurumi said, though when Yuma looked over at her, he couldn't help but notice how she was staring at him rather…oddly. She leaned back in her seat as the lights around them dimmed to where Yuma could barely see, though he knew his eyes would probably adjust eventually. He tried to let go of his discomfort and focus on the play as it began.

In his honest opinion, it seemed rather cliche only a few minutes in. Even with his lack of memories, he couldn't help but feel like he'd seen this kind of story before. He had to give credit towards the students, though, as they did their performances extremely well.

After 15 had passed, he was surprised when he felt Kurumi suddenly grab his knee, enough so that he nearly jumped out of his seat. He flicked his head to her, wondering if she just wanted his attention, but found her gaze fixed on the play. Yuma looked around wildly, trying to see if Desuhiko was nearby before realizing he hadn't seen the man since the play began. He didn't know if that was a good thing or bad.

When Kurumi's hand didn't move, he slowly settled back in his seat and tried to stay focused on the play. However, only a few moments later, Kurumi's hand shifted up, and was now resting on his thigh, just under his skirt.

"K-Kurumi, what are you-?" he tried to ask, but she shushed him without even looking at him, a smile on her face.

"Pay attention," she said softly, but as she said it, she started tracing circles over his thigh, which he could feel almost painfully well through the thin tights. Yuma swallowed a lump in his throat as he felt her actions having an effect on him, his skirt beginning to shift.

He wanted to ask why she was doing it, but knew that she would just shush him again. He could only try to pay attention to the play as she kept tracing her gentle finger around, until she moved again. This time, she moved even higher, her hand under his skirt now as she touched the space right above his panties. He gasped as his body responded to her touch, and his cock began to harden. When it caused his panties to raise, Kurumi let out a quiet laugh, and finally turned to look at him.

"Try and pay attention~" she teased, and Yuma simply stared at her dumbfounded. What did she want? Why was she doing this?

His cock only grew harder and harder as she teased him further, not only rubbing it through his panties, but leaning over and gently blowing air in his ear, which sent shivers up and down his entire body.

Eventually he was fully erect, which was seemingly exactly what Kurumi wanted. She smirked as she got up from her seat and knelt down before him. Her hands slid up to his waist, underneath his skirt, and grabbed his panties. He quickly grabbed her wrist.

"Wh-What are you doing?!"

"Keep paying attention, and let me do my thing~" she said. There was an intense hunger in her eyes that made him pause. It was enough of a pause that she was able to pull both his panties and tights down in a single motion. He yelped as he grabbed the skirt, pushing it down as much as he could, the tent very visible. Kurumi licked her lips as she stared at it, practically drooling. Something about this situation had become incredibly hot to her, changing her from a seemingly innocent girl into this.

He kept holding the skirt down despite her efforts to pull it up, and when it was clear he didn't want to relent, she changed tactics.

And that tactic was kissing him.

She leaned in and pressed her lips to his, and it was like fireworks exploding in his brain as the rest of his body shut down almost completely. His hands slackened, and Kurumi was finally able to pull the skirt up, completely exposing his hardened member. The kiss lasted for only a few seconds, but it felt like years by the time she pulled away, leaving Yuma gasping, reeling from his first kiss as his cheeks were flooded with heat.

But it was quickly beat out as she knelt down and grabbed his cock, bringing her face up to it before he could protest. She sniffed it like a dog, and he tried to gently push her away, making quiet pleas for her to stop as his face burned.

Things only progressed when she leaned in and kissed it.

Several emotions and feelings shot through Yuma as he trembled in his seat, gasping for air. Kurumi gave him no recovery, however, as she leaned in again and licked his cock as if it was ice cream. His toes curled as he covered his mouth with his hands to keep himself from moaning. The feeling inside him only grew stronger and stronger as she became more forceful, moving her tongue and up and down his shaft. She crinkled her nose a bit, but whatever about it bothered her clearly wasn't enough to make her actually stop. Every touch sent shivers down his spine as Yuma was struggling to keep his noises in.

And yet somehow she laid it on even harder as she opened her mouth and placed it around his head. Her tongue moved around, lathering his skin, and he finally moaned into his hands, bending forward as he did so. She held firm and swirled her tongue around, looking and feeling like it was something she'd done several times before. Yuma didn't think she had, but it still lingered in his mind as he trembled with building arousal. He felt himself leaking into her mouth, precum dribbling onto her tongue.

She went down further, taking more of his cock into her mouth as her tongue continued to stimulate him in ways he hadn't thought was even possible. His groans shook his entire body, barely able to contain the sounds under his hand as he glanced around to make sure no one was watching. The play simply continued as she was now deepthroating his entire length, her tongue sliding across his skin with ease. He knew he wasn't going to be able to last much longer, so he let his body do as it wanted.

He reached down with his free hand and grabbed Kurumi by the hair, rocking his hips to further increase the pleasure as she sped up her movements. They moved faster and faster as Yuma raised his hips off the seat, his moaning growing louder until he couldn't take it anymore, and he came in her mouth, shooting his seed down her throat. She gagged a little, but held herself in place as he let out everything he had, his body slowly settling back down as he finished.

Though even then, as his dick was becoming flaccid, she gave him no respite.

As she pulled away, wiping her lips, she stood up, only to turn around and plant herself down on his lap before he could fix himself. He gasped as he suddenly felt something against his cock.

"I…I've been wanting you," Kurumi said as she began to shift her hips back and forth. He could feel it now. His soft (yet quickly hardening) dick was rubbing against her panties, noticeably damp with her arousal. "Ever since I saw you, I thought you were pretty cute, but like this…" She gestured to the outfit, "you've become…ravishing."

"Y-You really…think so…?" he asked, trying to hold back his groans as he was quickly becoming fully hard once more.

"Yeah," she replied. "I want you. Do you…want me?"

"I…oh, god…" he groaned, beginning to leak pre again. He had to grip the seat to keep himself steady, yet was failing.

"Tell me you want me," she ordered. "Tell me you want me right here, right now."

"I…I…" Yuma groaned as his entire body shuddered. "I want…you…"

"You want me…what?" Kurumi asked breathlessly.

"I want to fuck you right now…" he said, and Kurumi smiled. She stood up and turned around, giving him only momentarily relief as she reached under her skirt and yanked her panties down to her ankles, then kicked them off entirely. She climbed back onto Yuma's lap, staring hungrily down at his member before she brought herself down. His head slid inside her, and both of them immediately gasped. Someone turned around to shush them, but they paused, likely seeing that, at the very least, they were in a strange position.

"Fuck…!" Kurumi cried, and Yuma echoed the sentiment, especially as she dropped down farther. Her lips swallowed him as she moved further and further down. She was so tight it almost hurt, but at the same time felt so good that Yuma knew he could get addicted if he wasn't careful. Once she had taken his entire cock inside her, she took a few moments to catch her breath. She held Yuma tightly, which he returned by gripping her waist to hold her in place, neither of them noticing that they were beginning to draw an audience.

Once she had recovered, she began to move. She slid herself up and down, panting into Yuma's face as she did so, and so he did what felt natural: he reached up and grabbed her chest, squeezing it tightly and making her moan loudly as her nipples almost visibly hardened. It took him a moment to find them, but as soon as he did, he rubbed them, getting even more stimulation out of the girl as her entire body trembled. Nevertheless, she continued sliding up and down, leaning onto his pelvis as his dick was coated with her fluids. It felt so good that Yuma could barely even think.

He pinched her nipples through her clothes and she reared her head back to moan. The play had ended by this point as everyone had seen what was going on, and were watching intently, not that either of them noticed.

Yuma also knew he wasn't going to last much longer, so he decided to push it further. He leaned in and began to kiss her neck with as much passion as he could muster. She moaned in response as her grip on the man tightened further. He swore he felt her clenching as well, which he took as an indication that she was close as well.

He gyrated and thrusted his hips as much as he could, trying to get them over the edge. Not that he wanted to stop, but he wanted her to feel that blissful release, and so within moments, they did.

She slammed herself down on him as she came. She reared her head back again as she finished, and upon hearing that blissful sound of her voice, he came as well. He filled her with his seed as it exploded inside her, leaking out the sides once she was full. Her entire body trembled from head to toe as the release lasted several seconds on both their ends. Their minds were cleared from pure relief, but once that began to fade, and they could think once more, they stared at each other, smiling. They remained attached as they leaned in and shared a single, sweet kiss.

And when they pulled away again, they finally realized they had an audience.

And it was not too kind about a man being in their school, even if it had been a wonderful display.