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Sitting down to focus on studies wasn’t the easiest task for some people, especially if one attended a school that was as rigorous as the one Makoto Naegi went to. There was so much stuff to go over and the exams were described by some students as nothing less than hellish. It made the act of studying dutifully feel a bit hopeless if someone already convinced themselves that there was no way their brain could absorb so much material in time. It was like fighting a losing battle.
But Makoto, with luck on his side, had a guardian angel in the form of one Kyoko Kirigiri, a classmate who he recently started having study sessions with. By teaming up, they could prevent each other's motivation from going down and quiz one about the different subjects to check how much of the material they were confident in knowing. Well, he was the one who mostly benefited from that arrangement, since he worried that his average grades could start dropping at any moment, while Kyoko didn't even consider something like that happening to her, but she made sure to let him know that she truly appreciated having a study buddy around to keep her company and enrich the experience.
“Okay… now we will start chapter 12”, Kyoko said, after finishing writing something in her notes and sweeping her hair behind her ear.
The two teenagers were currently studying at the girl’s house, the desk filled with books and written notes. After a yawn from him, Makoto thought he should voice something that had been in the back of his mind. “Hey, Kyoko… don’t you think we have been going for quite a while?”, he pointed out, scratching his right cheek with his index finger. “What do you think of a break?”.
“What?”, Kyoko turned her head to face him. “Makoto, you need to put more into it if you want to perform well in the exams. We have been at it for just over an hour”.
“Kyoko, we have been studying for almost three hours”. He offered her his phone to show how he wasn’t just trying to pull one on her and get away from the studies.
“Oh, that long?”, she uttered in disbelief as her eyes widened. “I am so sorry, Makoto. Sometimes my brain gets too focused and I-”. Her sincere apology was cut short.
“No problem. I mean, I think it’s impressive how easily you can lose track of the time, but I am not mad or anything. That’s how our dynamic works. You encourage me to study for longer periods and I remind you that ‘longer’ doesn’t mean ‘until midnight’”.
Makoto offered her a sympathetic smile and she returned a more succinct smile to him. “...and I am grateful for that”.
Studying for so long that one’s brain couldn’t absorb any more information was far from ideal, so now the two needed to decide on what to do next to relax for a bit.
They could go grab something to eat. Or Kyoko could share with him her review on the latest detective novel she finished reading, as she had been slowly introducing him to the genre of murder mysteries she loved so much. But something she loved just as much was having him on his knees sucking on her dick, and at the end they both voted for the third option.
Now sitting on her bed, Kyoko let out a shaky whimper upon feeling Makoto’s tongue taking its time licking her sensitive cockhead. Her legs were spread, her skirt pulled up and her panties thrown nonchalantly near the bookshelf where she kept her whodunnit mystery novels. Discussing the books would have to wait as they were engaging in another of their favorite pastimes. Though Makoto licked that piece of meat that was between her thighs, he thought about how he wouldn’t enjoy doing this nearly as much with anybody else.
While it wasn’t wrong to describe the two of them as classmates and study buddies, their relationship was a tad more unique than that. More than friends, not quite a couple. He sucked her off a handful of times and she even fucked his ass on two separate occasions already when the mood in the room felt just right, but they still haven’t had a proper date or a proper kiss on the lips, which didn’t quite sit right with Makoto. He contemplated whether or not it was about time to work up the courage to ask her out, but for now he was enjoying getting cute reactions out of her when he teased her futa dick.
Positioning his hands in her thighs and changing tactics a little bit, Makoto started kissing around the head and to the sides of her shaft, getting some more subtle moans out of her and making her hard cock throb, as if saying it needed to be caressed.
“I must say, Makoto”, Kyoko suddenly spoke, catching his attention and making him look up. “You have got pretty good at this… You were not nearly this bold the first time we did this”, she complimented him while one of her gloved hands ran through his hair, caressing the boy, who had a pretty obvious blush on him now.
Makoto was not complimented often so it made sense why her words left him a bit flustered, especially given how she was someone he was in love with. Something in her piercing yet comforting eyes told him that she was being 100% genuine too. He responded to her with a bit of an awkward laugh, which didn’t quite convey how happy he was that his completely average skills were being praised, even if the specific topic at hand were his oral skills.
"...thank you...", he finally managed to say in a soft but sincere voice, before dipping his head down to take the dick in his warm mouth, in part to move on from the subject, but also because he was growing more aroused since they had begun. His own penis confined in his underwear was getting pretty hard and erect, though not enough to match Kyoko's. On the day he found she was a futa and they lost their virginities to each other, they confirmed that his full size was still two inches shorter than her own dick. Futanaris were definitely impressive.
With his lips sealing her length inside of his mouth, his tongue started to work its magic. He wanted to shower Kyoko with all the love in the world, not only because he got sexual gratification out of pleasuring her, but also because he thought of this as a way to retribute her for every time she did help him out with his studies or with any issue that came up at school. This wasn’t just a study break, it was also a way to thank her, and by the looks of it, she was enjoying it just as much as he hoped she would.
“Yeah, just like that. You are doing a great job. Good boy”, she said in a caring and reassuring tone. Good heavens, the praise was doing things to his brains, and his dick was throbbing excitedly. The gloved fingers continuously playing with his hair was the cherry on top. She just had to know how effective her words were on Makoto.
He looked up once again, getting another glance at the majestic sight that was that stunning woman and her beautiful long hair in the color of lavender. He wondered how he looked from her point of view, on his knees licking and sucking her cock. Was she enjoying the view just as much as he was? Did he look cute? Did he look slutty?
As if she was a goddess in this plan of mortals, Makoto was prepared to worship her in bed for as long as they remained close to each other, which hopefully would be for a really long while.
Improving his offense a bit more, he bobbed his head up and down on her girlcock with unwavering enthusiasm, making her release a loud moan of both arousal and surprise. By now, he had learned what to do when getting intimate with her, so while Makoto may not know how to properly stimulate every dick in the world, he knew how to treat the one from the person he was attracted to. When Kyoko’s precum started leaking inside his mouth, that just made the moment better. Imagining his tongue licking around her rod and spreading her precum and his saliva all around it was just so deliciously erotic for Makoto, and he had a hunch that the girl was thinking the same thing.
Speeding up the blowjob, Makoto kept his eyes on the prize: the release that was building up in Kyoko. She must have been close to bursting, he thought. They have been at it for a good while and her louder noises didn’t seem to be just for show.
“Aah! I am close! Take it, Makoto, take it!”, she moaned, arching her back. Makoto didn’t falter, this was exactly what he was chasing after. Groaning a bit, he received more than one rope of thick cum that made its way from her penis to his mouth. Such a strong taste. Such a heavenly sensation with a touch of depravity. Nothing was quite like it.
The boy finally let go of her cock, sitting his butt on the floor of the bedroom, making sure to swallow whatever jizz was left in his mouth. His jaw probably appreciated finally getting a rest. As he panted for some air, he caught a glimpse of Kyoko’s flustered face after an orgasm. The sight of that was a mixture of cuteness and erotism. Definitely not the type of facial expression anyone else could claim they have seen of her face. Makoto felt really special now.
“Thank you, Makoto… that was really good”.
“You’re welcome”, he replied, standing up to sit on the bed beside her, catching another glimpse of her still hard cock coated in fluids. A great job, indeed. “I had a lot of fun too, so… I guess I should also be saying ‘thank you’”. His words made a smile blossom on her face and the two kept eye contact for a few seconds too long, as if they had forgotten that this was just supposed to be a break before they went back to their studies.
Taking advantage of how the atmosphere in the room felt just right, Makoto steeled his resolve and shot the question at the girl.
“So… hey, if you are free this weekened…”, his eyes kept flickering, his mind unsure, but if there was a chance that she too wanted this relationship to be more than just fuckbuddies, then he had to try it. “We could maybe pick somewhere to go to and…”.
“Like a date?”, Kyoko slightly tilted her head in his direction.
“Yeah, yeah…, like a date”.
Makoto caught his breath as he saw her face getting closer to place a kiss on his cheek.
“I would love that”.
For the rest of that week, he wondered if a proper kiss on the lips was what awaited him in the future.