With Ryan sitting down on the toilet, leaning backwards, the obscene bulge in his pants was more than obvious, making the fabric taut around its form. Aoi's black eyes were glued again to it, there was no reason to not look as she soon would be doing more than that if she dared. "O-open your legs, please" she asked, so he was comfortable and she had room to approach, to look at it. Crouching between his legs, her face was closer to it than ever, her breathing growing a bit unsteady. "This must be uncomfortable..." she mumbled, her hands rising from her knees to Ryan's hips, tracing the waistline of his pants to the button on the middle. Her hands were so close... and yet, she wouldn't dare, not yet. With shaky fingers Aoi unbuttoned his pants, but unzipping them proved to be more difficult, as that part was occupied by... it.
After a couple failed attempts she managed to do it while barely grazing Ryan, and with a bit of help from him rising his butt, Aoi managed to get his pants down, moving aside for a moment so she could remove them completely. Now back standing, Aoi could see how just Ryan's underwear was hiding that object of desire, that lascivious part of him. "It's so obscene..." she muttered, and yet it was her fault it was like that, it was thanks to... how did Ryan call her? Gorgeous. Aoi never thought herself as gorgeous. She was tiny, slim, petite... nothing she would ever consider gorgeous and yet, Ryan's words sounded honest. She was gorgeous for him, and nobody else mattered right then.
"I'm gonna..." she mumbled, her hands slowly approaching it, taking hold of it's warm length through his underwear. It felt burning yet calming, hard yet giving, sturdy yet sensitive. It was like anything Aoi had seen of felt in her life, and now she wanted to see it. Abandoning Ryan's hardness, her hands moved to the elastic waistline of his underwear, and as she did with his pants before, she got rid of it with Ryan's collaboration, only that this time she had closed her eyes instinctively. Once the undergarments joined his pants on a pile, Aoi dared to look again from above at that thing, that unknown feature she had never seen or touched, throbbing hard for her. "Aaaah..." she gasped, excited, nervous, scared. "Why it had to be so big..." Aoi added, unaware of if it really was bigger than usual or not, as it wasn't just her first, she was also a bit small for her age.
Kneeling in front of it, between Ryan's legs she looked at it's underside, seeing also Ryan's obscene balls there. "Oh my..." she whispered. "Boys are so... gross, so bold, with this... thing between your legs..." she was utterly surprised, but also had a smile on her face. She was finally seeing one, and now she could touch it if she wanted, if she dared to. There was an urgency to it, as Ryan would crave for her touch, and yet she had so much to explore. Her right hand rose and approached it, Aoi had finally chose to touch it, and that step made her feel in control, steady herself so her hand was no longer shaky. Her index finger poked at the base a couple times, then traced its way all underneath Ryan's length until she reached the tip, different form the rest in shape, color and texture. It was hard, yet felt giving, squishy, and any touch seemed to make Ryan quiver.
"It's amazing" she whispered. "I'm going to..." how was it said, her classmates talked about it but in Japanese, so she didn't know the word, even if by their tales she knew the gesture. "I don't know the word..." she confessed, but she halfway closed her fingers of the right hand, making a jerk off motion.
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