CH 60

In the quiet, moonlit library, in the cramped space between the bookcases, Ran with his butler’s jacket removed, covered Yuri’s body and kissed her lightly on the lips again and again.

Every time she parted her lips, a feverish, troubled voice escaped from her mouth. Her eyes are wide open and strangely sexy, her cheeks are flushed with sweat, and she looks very glamorous.

Yuri lets out a sweet breath through her plump lips and licks the edge of her mouth. Yuri was nervous when she was first pushed down, but now she’s unresisting - she’s completely captivated by the kiss.

Clutching her wrists in her pink cardigan, Ran takes the lips from Yuri again.

Accepting it with open arms, Yuri tilted her face lightly to taste Ran’s lips and sucked enthusiastically on the spot where they touched.

“I like you. I like you, Kirishima-kun.”

“I like you, too, Fujiyoshi-san.”

While confirming their false love for each other, Yuri is slowly being stained by Ran’s colours.

Yuri, who at first was filled with intellectual curiosity about the genitals of the opposite sex, began to show sexual interest in Ran’s body - his genitals, his semen - and now, as you can see, she is making love with her classmate.

However, they can’t just kiss and leave it at that.

If someone were to ask Ran, a healthy high school boy, if he could get true satisfaction from just touching lips to each other’s, he would shake heads, let alone Yuri, who has never had any sexual experience with the opposite sex.

“I want a deeper, more physical connection.”

It is inevitable for a boy to feel that way.

Scooping up Yuri’s oral cavity with his tongue, Ran glances at her face with a gentle expression.

When she looks at him, her cheeks become slightly tinted and her mouth slackens into a pout.

With a tremendous amount of love on his face, Ran let go of his hand on Yuri’s wrist and gently squeezed her hand.

He intertwined his fingers and squeezed them tightly. The sweat-soaked palms of his hands felt the warmth of Yuri’s body and sent shivers down to his spine.

When Ran grabbed her hand, Yuri grabbed it back with a shy smile.

After feeling the warmth of her affection for him, he covered her body and put his mouth close to her ear.

“I want to touch your breast. I can’t take it anymore.”

Ran breathes into Yuri’s reddened ear, bites her earlobe, and speaks.

A request that would never have been accepted if it had been made immediately after applying the skill.

But in the present situation? They are in heat, the mood is high, and the sexual urge is welling up. Will Yuri refuse her beloved classmate’s request?

When Ran looks at her, Yuri lowers her eyebrows in annoyance. But it was only a moment later that her expression changed.

Her cheeks stained, she licked her dry lips, and with a slight hesitation, Yuri nodded her head.

“…un. You may touch it.”

When she had agreed, Ran removed his lips from Yuri’s face and released her wrists.

The wrists, now unbound, hung lazily and helplessly, lying on the floor.

Ran felt an inexpressible joy. They trembled under his skin, and then he cleared his throat and put his hand on the pink cardigan that Yuri was wearing.

Ran thought it would be great that he’s taking the buttons off one by one, as if he’s being rushed. But since Yuri gave her permission to do this, let’s unbutton all of it.

The hem of the cardigan is rolled up to the stomach, exposing a white sailor suit that is probably a summer or autumn uniform.

It’s all good to roll up the sailor uniform and enjoy the high school girl’s breasts wrapped in the bra with your eyes, but when Ran sees Yuri blushing shyly, he can’t help but want to play a little trick on her.

Instead of grabbing the hem and rolling it up, Ran stuck his hand inside the sailor suit and rubbed Yuri’s abdomen.

“Wa-!?”

Yuri lets out a cute scream at the sudden contact. While giving her a gentle look, Ran doesn’t take off her sailor suit, but instead thrusts his hands inside the uniform and plays with the soft girl’s limbs, including her sides and navel.

Her cloth drapes all over her body as they look at each other from the distance of their breath. While Yuri was distracted by the passionate look in his eyes, Ran gently ran his hand down her back and scratched his fingers on the hook of her bra.

This is where the knowledge that Ran had acquired on the internet during his dull high school years, which he intended to use one day when he got a girlfriend, would come in handy. As he locks eyes with Yuri, he dexterously uses the fingers on both hands to remove her underwear.

It is at this point that Yuri finally realizes what is going on, the fabric covering her breasts has been removed, and she feels a little uncomfortable.

After a moment’s relief that it wasn’t a front hook, Ran grimaces and grins his mouth as she pulls Yuri’s bra (it was light green) out of her sailor suit.

After placing Yuri’s underwear on the floor of the library, Ran raised himself up and looked at Yuri’s body.

The breasts, which have lost their underwear, seem to be softer and fuller than before, Ran can’t see the shadows of her nipples through her cardigan, but if one can think of a high school girl without a bra lying unprotected in front of them, they’ll realize that it’s an erotic situation.

Yuri looks at her own chest with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. Her eyes are open with concern, and she looks up at Ran.

“…… Kirishima-kun?”

Instead of answering Yuri’s question, Ran hesitated for a moment and then slipped his hand into Yuri’s sailor suit.

He stroked her flat stomach and kneaded her girlish nipples. She is slender, but her body has developed into that of a high school girl. Her skin is fresh and healthy.

Yuri is fascinated by the absorbing sensation, but he gradually changes the part he’s kneading. It’s hard to tell exactly where he’s touching. She can feel the movement of Ran’s hand through the cardigan. It’s more erotic than touching her raw, she thinks, as he thrusts his hand even deeper.

“Hyunnn!”

Ran finally reaches the part of the body which is very soft, but retains a much higher quality of touch. As soon as he touches the soft swell of her tits, which are probably of average size for a high school girl, Yuri’s face flushes red and she brings her hands to her mouth and gently bites her fingertips, perhaps to hide her embarrassment.

With both palms full, Ran gently and carefully massages her fresh, firm, marshmallow tits. In order to escape the unrelenting contact, Yuri’s eyes are shut, and she tries to endure the pleasure. This is a very cute gesture, and it makes Ran feel a little tortured.

Ran’s hands are sandwiched between Yuri’s raw tits and the lining of her sailor suit, enjoying the happy bulge. The trajectory of the careful kneading is slightly altered, and the most sensitive of the tits - the maiden’s cherries - are plucked up with a cooing fingertip.

“—hyunn!”

“Fujiyoshi-san you’ve got a lovely voice”

It’s a lovely, erotic Yuri scream that can hardly be considered an act or a false reaction. The half scream echoes in the quiet storeroom and creates a colourful atmosphere in the faded space.

Is it that Yuri has sensitive nipples, or is it simply that she has been swallowed up by an unfamiliar pleasure? Ran doesn’t know it since he never played with them. But Ran doesn’t think a nerdy, indoor schoolgirl who has never even been kissed has ever had her tits touched by a boy her own age.

Ran is sure this is her first time.

If one has been corrupted to the second stage, the sexual pleasure produced by doing with Ran will be tremendous.

It’s not strange that Yuri couldn’t help but let out a little squeal.

“You’re so cute, Ms. Fujiyoshi. I want to hear more of your naughty voice.”

“No, no, no, no! -Ah, auu, ah,un,no!”

Yuri’s hips twitched as Ran pinched the sensitive spot. Her legs bounce from her skirt, and her thighs entwine around Ran’s waist as if she’s seeking something. Ran’s not sure if it’s because she’s getting sad around the pussy area, but it’s really cute when she accidentally pushes herself against Ran’s crotch. She may think he’s doing it casually - or perhaps unconsciously - but she’s not.

“No, Kiri-……”

“Hurm?”

“I’ve been thinking about it for a while. I’ve been watching cartoons and thinking about it and preparing for it. But I can’t do this at all……”

Yuri looks away awkwardly, biting her fingertips with a bright red face. As she gazed at his face, Ran kept a soft expression on his face as he plucked - no, pinched - her bud.

In response to the strong stimulus, Yuri’s eyes, which had been averted in embarrassment, were opened a moment later.

Her fingertips that had been biting sweetly were withdrawn from her mouth and a streak of light connected her fingers to her tongue. Yuri couldn’t help but hold her mouth with both hands to hold back a sexy scream.

“…kyuu!”

“Fujiyoshi-san, you must know something.”

“Mmm?”

“The kind of moaning that a boy wants from a girl is not the kind of moaning that you have to practice to get it right. The most erotic and lovely moans are the ones that come naturally to you, Fujiyoshi-san. I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to do it. Rather—”

Ran stopped squeezing Yuri’s mound. When Yuri was sure that her breasts were no longer being stimulated, Ran thrust his hips forward and pressed his rod against Yuri’s private parts.

The hot part of his body pressed against Yuri’s part through his shorts.

Before long, her crevice, which had been soaking wet for some time, squealed with pleasure at the contact of the hot rod and filled with love juice.

“—fue…fyukyaa!”

“I don’t like it when people sound like they’re acting.”

Despite saying Yuri’s moans are fake, the lily-like which is pure genuine moans arouse Ran’s sexual desire to a tremendous extent.

“I wanted to play with her tits a bit more, but I’ve reached my limit.”

Ran pokes at the tip of the bud and then gently strokes her lower tits and it’s side. He pulls his hands out of her sailor suit, taking in the luscious curves of her waist.

Ran then proceeded to put his hand on her skirt - after a few moments of hesitation, he finally pulled up her skirt and plunged his hand into it.

“Kirishima-kun!?”

“I’m sorry, Fujiyoshi-san. I can’t take it anymore.”

Inside the skirt of the sailor uniform - the secret space of the maiden is violated, and the fingertips are scratched to the last stronghold. When Ran pulls down Yuri’s underwear with its dazzling blue polka dots on a white background, her hot, wet, almost-grown cave appears in all its glory.

Yuri’s cave is shiny, clean and unblemished, and has not been penetrated by anyone.

Ran can’t help it, he puts back his hand on it, and the hot nectar overflows. With that, a pure, charming voice, far from acting, leaks out of Yuri’s mouth.

What kind of expression does Yuri have on her face, and what kind of face is she looking at Ran with? Ran, who was glued to the part of the girl who was drooling with love and eagerly awaiting the arrival of her lover, did not have enough time to see Yuri’s expression -.

What a beautiful, soft petals! The cracked valley had already soaked his fingertips with her love juices and dripped onto the skirt that lay beneath her buttocks.

As if lured by the lily’s nectar, Ran cannot help but bring his face close to Yuri’s secret place.

Unable to resist the sweet temptation, he buries his face between Yuri’s legs and takes a deep breath. It’s not sweat - it’s a dense scent that fills his nose and makes his nose bleed.

“ha, hawa, hwaauu! Kirishima-kun! I’m sure even I’d be too embarrassed to stick my face in there! Kirishima-kun!　You can’t lick it like that! Kyunn!”

The strong smell that stirs directly in Ran’s head almost destroys his reason. He stretches out his tongue and without hesitation licks and tastes Yuri’s unopened cave. Every time his tongue touched the soft crack, the lovely voice of Yuri stimulated Ran’s earlobe.

This is the most important part of a girl’s body. Yuri’s thighs twist and turn to endure the pleasure, and the excitement is unstoppable. Ran can see the fresh skin colour, the polka dot trousers and the dark blue shimmering lining of the skirt. All of these are secret places that a boy can never see in their normal daily life - school life.

It was more than enough to moisten and soften her unused cave with Ran’s saliva and Yuri’s love juices. As she stroked her thighs, which were twitching with pleasure, Ran pulled his face away from Yuri’s cave.

Ran looked at her face. Yuri had tears in her eyes and her face was red and her breath was coming in gasps.

Yuri’s eyes are moist as she looks at Ran. She seems to be a bit dazed. Perhaps she has developed a fever.

“I’m sorry, I might have gone a bit overboard.”

“It’s all right, it’s …… Anyway, it’s not the end of the world, is it?”

She gazes into the void with a dreamy expression then she turns to Ran with a look of anticipation. In response, Ran put his hand on Yuri’s forehead and stroked it gently.

At Ran’s touch, Yuri smiled happily.

She then blinked her eyes in relief and brought her arms up to the side of her face and made some kind of strange hand sign.

“yutsurouiriri-n!”

“…um?”

“What, no reaction?”

Ran didn’t know what it was. But he remembers hearing it somewhere, but he can’t remember it.

Anyway, it seems that Yuri has regained her usual energy.

“I’m glad to see you’re getting your energy back, because I’m really at my limit now……”

“Yes,…… No! I don’t mean the reaction in that sense, but in the anime sense.-”

It is against Ran’s principles to forcibly rape a girl who is unwell, but she seems to be well enough to joke about it as usual, so there is nothing to worry about.

The scent of her wafting through the air was irresistible, and Ran hugged her body tightly.

With both arms, the body of the average high school girl - neither small nor large - is pressed against the chest plate. Perhaps she was nervous, she froze in Ran’s chest. Ran rubbed her soft cheek, feeling the indescribable love of such a first reaction.

“You’re so cute, Fujiyoshi-san.”

“……Kirishima-kun.”

Despite her perfect rigidity, Yuri’s reaction shows no sign of rejection. After confirming once again that she is ready to accept him, Ran kisses Yuri softly on the neck.

The way Yuri’s body jumps in response to the kiss is really cute. The way she grabs Ran by the shoulders and clings to him like a koala with her legs around him gives the image of a young, innocent virgin who has never known a man. Ran hasn’t had a virgin girl in a long time due to various reasons, so it’s a new feeling for him.

Ran whispered, “Don’t worry, everything is okay,” and ran his lips down her neck - her collarbone. Her skin is soft and girlish, with hardly a hint of muscle hardness. Ran takes his time kissing her, savouring every bite of her fine, beautiful skin.

Eventually, the tension eased, and Yuri’s body relaxed a little - but not much. The claw-like grip on Ran’s shoulders has loosened, and her limbs, which had been stretched out, are now hanging limply to the floor.

After making sure that her body was relaxed, Ran gently opened Yuri’s legs.

“I’m coming in, Fujiyoshi-san.”

“…… Uh-huh.”

Ran pulled down her polka-dot underwear, which he couldn’t tell if it was adult or childish, and thrust his hips forward. The vaginal opening of the unused vagina, which is firmly wet thanks to the Sexual Lunatic skills, is confused by the intrusion of a foreign object for the first time, and softly deformed.

“-funyaaa, aahhh,…aauuuu!”

As soon as she was sure that Ran’s rod had penetrated, Yuri let out a sweet and sexy cry. Although she was wet enough, she was still a virgin. It is a pure, genuine, unused product that has never been swallowed even by a sex toy. It seems that accepting a real meat spear was a little unreasonable.

As if to escape the pain, Yuri bites into Ran’s earlobe. Her teeth dig in and the pain is sharp, but Ran doesn’t let his face contort even for a moment. There is a girl in front of him who has lost her virginity and is screaming in pain. It’s not like Ran can show his pain over something as trivial as this.

Perhaps because of the pain of losing her virginity, Yuri’s body momentarily stiffened. Fear had overtaken her lust, and with tears in her eyes, Yuri looked at Ran with worried eyes.

“…… Hiccup, eugh, Kirishima-kun.”

“Don’t worry, Fujiyoshi-san. You can bite my ear, my shoulder, anywhere.”

“Does it matter where?……Is that even Kirishima-kun’s important place?”

“If you can make a joke like that, you’ll be fine.”

Careful not to be too violent, Ran slowly thrusts his hips forward.

It seems that Yuri has gradually become accustomed to Ran’s rod, perhaps with the help of sexual lunatic skill it became easier.

Yuri’s gaze wandered down to her lower abdomen, as if she was curious to see what was going on there. The way she wanders around with her eyes curious, she gives off the vibe of a curious girl, which is strangely endearing.

“……hehe, I’m connected to Kirishima-kun.”

The two eyes narrowed in a sexy way and Yuri’s mouth curved in a pleasant way.

When Yuri’s fears have completely melted away, Ran embraces her body in a tight embrace.

Their heated glances met, and their breaths mingled. Feeling her heart beating through her uniform, they learned their faces together and locked lips.

Yuri’s arms are around Ran’s back and her legs are wrapped around his waist. Yuri sucks on Ran’s lips in a so-called “daishuki hold”. The way she works so hard makes Ran swoon.

Their tongues intertwine as they spill their overflowing saliva and move into a deep and intense kiss. As they kiss, Ran and Yuri make obscene noises as they seek each other’s flesh. Their bodies are pressed together, body against body, as if savouring each other’s touch with all their might.

“Chupu, chupu, Kirishima-kun, chupu, hapu-. Kirishima-kun.”

They kiss again and again, and Yuri exhales with a throbbing, debauched expression. She sticks out her tongue and licks Ran’s lips.

Ran replied to the gesture with a soft smile and rained kisses on Yuri’s lips.

In the tranquillity of the library, the only sound is that of Ran Kirishima and Yuri Fujiyoshi making love.

The unique scent of the storeroom - the scent of lilies mixed with the scent of books - is wafting through the air.

While they’re sharing an intimate kiss, they also took a quick look around, but all they can see is a bookshelf. It’s as if they’re the only two people in the world - a romantic fantasy that comes to mind.

“…… No, it’s more than that.”

It’s as if they’re having sex in the school library or something, hidden away.

They make love behind a bookshelf in the back of the library where no one ever comes. At first, they just kiss and hug each other, but as the people around them disappear, the emotions and desires they’ve been suppressing rise up like a firestorm.

At first, it’s just a touch, but gradually it escalates and the young instincts bare their fangs.

They face their desires honestly and secretly weave the flame of love. They’ve only just started dating, and they call each other by their surnames, they skip the name-calling stage and climb the stairs to adulthood. They take each other’s hands and try their best to —.

Ran felt a strange sensation run through his lower back.

In a way, it reminds him of an unhealthy scene, where he’s not doing it with his lover - although he doesn’t think that’s an appropriate expression - but if Ran is simply doing it with a classmate. Ran is not sure that’s the right word to use.

The taste of saliva in his mouth, the smell of sweat in the air, the feel of Yuri’s body in a happy embrace. It’s all very exciting and different from any other sex he ever had.

“…fuwaa…Kirishima-kun.”

A thread of light connects the two mouth cavities, and Yuri smiles at him with a cozy expression. A moment later, caught in that soft gaze, Ran’s patience reached its limit.

“Fujiyoshi-san!”

Selflessly, he takes Yuri’s lips and laces his tongue with hers. She was so happy that she didn’t try to escape the rough kiss, but instead sucked gently on his lips.

Ran’s body convulsed as he tongue-fucked Yuri’s mouth.

His grenades contracted and his hips blessed with a tremendous feeling of release.

Ran was sure he didn’t shake his hips wildly in consideration of Yuri, who was probably feeling the pain of having just lost her virginity. Until he saw her in the storeroom, he hadn’t given her much thought. Now, for some reason, he can’t help but fall in love with Yuri.

Their tongues intertwined, their entire bodies pressed together, every part of them is touching and rubbing against each other. Ran is able to feel Yuri with her whole body, and now Ran will be able to pour his dense seed into her plump cave.

“—kuh!”

A beat after Ran’s ejaculation, Yuri’s body spasmed in a lovely, jerky way. The strength in her holding limbs, her cave tightens up. Ran’s rod screams in pleasure and twitches happily. Ran has painted the inside of Yuri’s cave - even her cervix - white with his rich genes.