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What has it come to? Openots - NaoChan

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Micheal stepped off the bus in front of the large High School campus. It was his senior year, which meant he only had a few more months of this place and he would never have to look at it again. With a small grin; he made his way up the long sidewalk leading towards the school. His sand colored hair was cropped short and a pair of glasses sat in front of brown colored eyes.

He shrugged a bit, trying to keep his messenger bag on his shoulder. He had been trying his hardest to avoid a girl who had been giving him trouble the last few weeks, though oddly enough she always seemed to be able to find him. It wasn't long before he stepped through the doors of the school and began to make his way towards his locker.
 
And indeed, it wasn't long before the dark haired, kind of tall girl to find him. Kiyo was just a little bit taller than him with jet black hair that went down to her mid back and bright, stunning blue eyes. She smiled when she found him and walked over to him quickly, beating him to his locker. She leaned against it and grinned at him, tilting her head to the side. "Good morning honey," she said sarcastically. She wasn't sure why she found teasing him so much fun. He was just one of those people that she could get away with messing with.
 
He had just reached his locker when his eyes fell upon the taller girl. Oh lord, why did she pick him as her target? There were plenty of other boys here. "Hello Kiyo." He said simply, trying to reach around her to unlock the locker. It was obvious that he was trying his best to ignore the black haired girl before him, with very, very little success.
 
Kiyo took his glasses and put them on. She smiled and laughed softly. "Man, you sure are blind, Michael!" she teased, rolling her eyes at him. She moved slightly so that he couldn't reach around her anymore. She tilted her head to the side and crossed her arms under her c cup breasts, pushing them up a little bit.
 
Suddenly, everything went out of focus. It was true, his eyesight was absolutely awful and Kiyo taking his glasses wasn't helping matter. "C'mon Kiyo, give them back." He groaned, reaching up and missing her head completely, trying to grasp the glasses that she had taken. There was no denying Kiyo was attractive, but Micheal thoroughly despised her for how she treated him, even if it was just harmless fun.
 
Kiyo laughed softly as she stepped back when he reached for her, even though she did figure that he couldn't really see her completely. "mm...no, I think I will keep them for a while," she said, rolling her eyes at him as she moved around to his backside and leaned up against him. She wondered if it was fun to sexually tease him as well. She wrapped her arms around him and pushed him against the lockers, still leaning against his back.
 
His face fell a little at her response. Well, maybe he would be able to feel his way around well enough that he would make it to class on time. Then for a moment she vanished only to feel her taller body pressed against his smaller one. His pale face flushed to a deep shade of red as her felt her breasts pressed into his back as his face was pressed against the cool steel of the lockers.
 
She smiled, resting her chin on his shoulder, feeling the heat from his red face. She couldn't help but laugh softly. "Well, who would have thought that Michael would actually like me.." she murmured softly into his ear. She glanced up and down the hallway, seeing no teachers or staff. "Or maybe Michael is just a cute little virgin that has never been able to talk to a girl properly."
 
His face flushed even deeper at the sensual words coming from Kiyo's lips. He was in fact a virgin, though he would never admit it publicly. "I-a-er-uh." He tried to reply with something witty, though it seemed he was completely and totally at a loss for words at the moment. He couldn't see any teachers, which meant no adults were going to swoop to the rescue, though; did he want to be rescued right now?
 
When she heard the first warning bell to start heading to class, Kiyo gave him back his glasses and gave his bottom a nice little spanking. Oh, she was going to have fun with these advances, that was for sure. "Have fun in class, sweetheart," she said, laughing and giving him a wink before walking off to her own class.
 
He slid his glasses back on, his face still a very deep shade of red. He couldn't quite figure out whether she was actually flirting with him, or if this was just another ruse to torment him. Quickly, he slid his bag over his crotch which as some students would call it, 'was pitching a tent'. The rest of the school day was fairly uneventful, though he couldn't put the feeling of how Kiyo had been pressed against him in the morning out of his mind. He made his way to his locker, trying to avoid Kiyo, maybe he would be able to put this entire day behind him and try to forget about it.
 
"How did your tent go?" Kiyo asked with a small snicker, seeming to come out of nowhere. Like always. She leaned against the locker next to his as she watched him. "Was it a big tent? Or a little tent? I didn't get a chance to see," she aid, grinning at him innocently, like they were talking about an actual tent and not a bulge in his jeans.
 
His head had been in his locker when she asked her question, causing him to jump and bang his head on the roof of the small metal cabinet. "I-it's none of your business." He replied, a small blush beginning to form on the edges of his cheeks. He wasn't exactly huge when it came to the size of his penis, being around six inches long. With a sigh he looked up at her before shutting the locker. "What do you want Kiyo?"
 
"To sexually mess with you," Kiyo whispered with a small laugh and shook her head at him. "Who cares anyway? It's not like I have actually hurt you. You bumped your head on your own," she pointed out with a small nod, smiling at him. "And it is my business if it was my fault that there was a tent there anyway!" she giggled.
 
So she was just teasing him, well he figured it was a little odd that she would have suddenly developed a soft spot for him. The blush slowly vanished as he turned and began walking away from her, before ducking into the men's room. He could stay in here at least without having to deal with her, she would have to go home eventually right? Micheal stepped into the handicapped stall and shut the door, forgetting to lock it as he shut his eyes and leaned against the wall.
 
Kiyo leaned against the wall for about or minute or two, just listening for sounds of other boys. But, just as she thought, most people had rushed out of the building like it was on fire when the last bell rang. She glanced around one more just in case and went into the bathroom. Quietly, she shut the door and locked it. She smiled as she walked silently, seeing his feet in the bigger stall, she opened it and grinned even more. She walked inside and shut the door, sliding the lock. She went over to him and leaned against him, pressing her breasts against him. "Mm..what is the matter, Michael?" she whispered softly into his ear, her hot breath traveling down his neck slowly.
 
As odd as it may sound, he had almost fallen asleep leaning against the wall. Being completely oblivious to the fact that he was now trapped in the bathroom with Kiyo, he had realized she was there until she was leaning on him. He looked up at her lazily before trying to jump away, only to realize that she had him cornered in the stall. "W-what are you doing in here?" He asked, a little intimidated by the tall girl leaning against him.
 
"I almost feel bad that you had to walk around with a tent and no way to relieve yourself.." Kiyo whispered, running her fingers up and down his chest slowly. She could play quiet the seductress if she really wanted too. And right now, she really wanted too. She tilted her head to the side as she leaned in and licked up his neck to his ear slowly and then nibbled on his earlobe.
 
His face flushed bright red at her words. He was almost putty in her hands from her actions, her tongue on his neck leaving a warm trail behind it, her teeth on his earlobe, the hands on his chest. His breath was beginning to become a little haggard as he leaned against the stall's wall behind him, his hands trying to grip it and finding no purchase.
 
Kiyo's hands slowly traveled down his chest to his crotch and groped him lightly. She could feel the heat of his cheeks against her face a little bit. "Such a cute little virgin," she whispered into his ear softly, rubbing his crotch slowly to get him hard under her touch. She wondered if she could make him cum in his jeans. that would be fun.
 
He had hardly heard her words as he felt her grip his crotch. Instantly his little soldier sprang to attention in her hand, causing the already deep blush to darken a little more. His head leaned back a little so it was resting against the wall as he let out a low shuddering moan. With her stimulating him he had already been turned on, but the rubbing had been too much as he began to cum, the blue jean material would quickly begin to grow damp under her hand from the sticky mess trapped inside.
 
"Ooh.." Kiyo whispered, looking down at his wet jeans, feeling the warmth of the cum. "Look at that. I barely touched you and you came so good," she whispered, rubbing him a little more still for a little bit more. Then she took off his pants and pushed them and his underwear down to the ground. She wrapped her and around his dick and started to stroke him more than before. "Mmm...so cute..." she whispered, looking down at it.
 
Her words were driving him wild, yet at the same way it was embarrassing, the way she spoke to him. After she removed his pants and underwear, he leaned against the stall; the cold wall pressed against his bare ass, making him shiver a little. As she began to stroke him, he squeezed his eyes shut as his hips began to thrust into her hand almost involuntary. It didn't take to long before he came again, though it was a good deal less this time.
 
She giggled at him and shook her head. He came way too fast! She would have to help him old it back sometime. Or force him to wear a ring so that he couldn't cum too quickly. She licked her lips as her own cock started to get hard in her jeans. It was starting to from a tight bulge in the front. She looked up at him for a moment before reaching behind his sac and pressed her finger into his ass slowly.
 
He had been thoroughly enjoying himself until he felt her finger on the tight rosebud concealed between his cheeks. The look of ecstasy that had been on his face began to take on a strained look as she pushed the finger into his most guarded of entrances. It hurt a little, and the tight hole was clasping Kiyo's finger as tightly as it could, trying to expel the invader.
 
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