Lust and Passion : A short
PROLOGUE
Maybe it was the right decision. Maybe we were never fated to meet that day. Maybe she enjoyed it. Although it hurt like hell, it made forgetting the feelings and adrenalin impossible – to this day. I still see her sometimes, on the pavement, on the weekends, in our school. Yet, we both know – fate had made a twisted decision, to make us meet that day.
Chapter 1
Thunder crackled from the outside, followed by the swift movement of raindrops, stirring the class, who were mostly half-asleep, including myself. As a teen with raging hormones, the only way to pass the time was to think of doing it, with the girl that I had admired since I entered this class, Sarutori Maeda. Her hips, her lips, her everything. It all captivated me. To add to that, her beautiful and passionate character complemented my love for her, leading to myself constantly thinking and fantasizing about her.
As the time passed, I shifted from fantasizing, to instead just observing her. As expected, she was taking down notes furiously, as if the next day was the finals. Studies were not a challenge for her. A hard worker, she would spend nights preparing, even at the start of the term. Once, I had eavesdropped on one of her conversations, and found out that she had not only planned to enter Tokyo University, but also work as a doctor at one of the nearby hospitals. Oh, what a great mother she would make, I thought. Out of the blue, Maeda shot a glance that ventured straight into my very own eyes, as if she had already knew that I was staring at her from the beginning. In response, I quickly pretended to pay attention to the lesson, only to be met with my own embarrassment welling up from within.
As lesson ended, I trudged out of class, thinking : I probably have zero chance of asking her out now. She must think that I’m a pervert or something. As per normal, I grabbed my lunchbox and headed up to the rooftop, to reflect on my actions and also my now-tarnished appearance to Maeda, and to enjoy the occasional breeze and sights from up there. However, to my surprise, I was met with the lustful look of Maeda, who sat patiently on the stairwell and seemed to be waiting for somebody.
“Shinka. Could you sit down here for a moment? I have something important to … convey … to you.”
My heart raced, for this was the first time that we had talked, one to one. The secluded environment only aided in making this experience even more exciting. As I sat beside her, my skin tingled.
“Shinka … come closer.”
Her warmth enveloped me. Never had I such a feeling, the amalgamation of love and passion, for her. Our elbows met. Despite the stillness in the background, the connection between us felt so very active, as if we were screaming for each other. Her face leaked of innocence, seemingly convincing me to approach her physically.
“Shinka … Truth is, I’ve loved you since the day I’ve been enrolled in the class. Your momentary stares, they envelop my being. I … love everything about you. Show me … what you can do.”
The stutters, the pauses, they make everything that she had said push and persuade myself to desire her, even more. Our connection – it was just as she had said. We lusted not only each of our bodies, our personality or our looks, we desired the very essence of each of our beings.
“Shinka … let’s do it.”
I’ve been waiting for this moment, for my entire adolescent life. Is this a dream?
In the spur of the moment, I whispered into her ear, “I’ve wanted to since we’ve met…”
Following a momentary squeal, she proceeded to whisper to my ear, “You can take it off.”, and winked. “It” was as hard as a rock already, and was practically screaming for me to let “it” loose. Feral, would be a word to describe “it”.
Exhilarated, I proceeded to unbutton her shirt, button by botton, glancing at her eyes every step of the way, making eye contact. Midway, I could see her bra, exposed. I thought, B plus! That’s a win in my book.
Thereafter, I tossed her shirt aside, and she was clad in a mere skirt, with a body so drawing, that it was practically impossible for me to resist any further.
On a whim, I thrusted my head into her breasts.
“Please unhook it. I can’t wait any further.”
She spun around, pointing to her bra hook. Sweat trickled down her back, and the potent smell only made the situation even more erotic. As it fell off to the floor, she slowly turned back to face me. Her face was a mere palm away from mine. Her momentary breaths tingled my skin.
Her breasts were fully exposed. To be fair, I could not resist any further. I pushed her to the ground and started playing with her breasts.
“Everything you had fantasised about. You can try it all out.” She murmured, with her body practically at my beck and call, at this point.
Everything, huh, I thought. Never would I have thought that I would actually get to try this out on the girl I love. In a flash, I whipped out my dick and started inserting it in between her succulent breasts. Its massive length allowed her to enjoy momentary contact with her tongue, elevating the sheer eroticness of the situation.
“Oh, its so warm…Shinka…give me more.”
“Are you um… wet?”
“Feel it all you want.”, followed by a wink.
As I pushed my hand down to her groinal area, I could detect the massive amounts of cum secreted from her. However, due to the lengthy and consistent occasions of jerking it prior to this day, my endurace levels were at an all time high. Something as simple as foreplay wouldn’t get to me so quickly. My hand drew off her skirt in mere moments. However, she began to step up her game.
“Shinka … It’s no fun if I’m the only one nude.”
In response, I took out my clothes and put them aside. The sweat and odour of both our bodies, although it was pungent, it made myself and her lust for each other, even more.
Clad in mere panties, the mercy at which Maeda was at, the grasp and hold over her I had, was only something I could fantasise and dream about, in the past. Now, its a shocking reality.
Maeda turned over, and prodded, “Please, please take my virginity away!” Her plead could never go unanswered. In a frenzy, I nodded, and tore off her panties, allowing her full body to become exposed. Seeing this in real life can’t beat the doujins…I think I have the audacity to go all-out, I thought.
I stuffed my dick into her already-wet, and lubricated, opening. It felt too good for me to handle. As even more fluid leaked from her, I unleashed my load, after frantically pulling my dick out to ensure that she doesn’t get pregnant. It went all over her stomach.
In missionary position, I jammed it in and out of her repeatedly. Moan after moan ensued. Was it too much for her to handle? She was already bright-red, with flustered cheeks.
“Shinka, your … your … It feels … so very strong!”
I wanted to treasure this moment for the rest of my life. Our social status and whatnot did not matter to me anymore. Thereafter, I made out with her like today was the end of the world. Our tongues met. Our teeth collided. Our lips were in sync. It was as if we were one, not just physically, but also spiritually. She wanted more of me. I could tell. Her hands wrapped around my back, drawing me further into her.
The final school bell rang. From the stairwell’s narrow opening, I could see students flocking out of the school’s entrance. The hustle and bustle of the students reminded me that we had to avoid a precarious situation where we were caught.
Helping Maeda up, I remarked, exasperated, “Sorry Maeda. I’ll meet you some other time to make up for this.”
“Next time, lets go even … further.”, and therafter got dressed.
She proceeded to pass me a note which contained her handphone number, and asked, in a passionate manner, “Be my boyfriend, okay?”
Grinning, I responded, “Definitely.”
She sprinted down the stairwell. As I followed suit, albeit slowly, I was sure that this year was going to be an eventful one.
End of Chapter 1
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