Monika Flashes Anon, it escalates into madness and wholesome

It's now lunch time and both of you are in private.
For the last week or so at school, your girlfriend has been flashing her panties to you whenever the both of you had more than a minute of privacy together on the school grounds.
So, you elected that the both of you eat lunch together on the roof of the school alone. Nobody ever goes up there, and for the last few minutes you both ate and made light conversation.
You decide now is as good a time as ever to bring it up.
"So, Monika..."
"Hm?" She looks up from her bento box with a piece of beef strip hanging from her mouth, eyebrow raised.
"About this morning... What the hell was that?"

She swallows the morsel in her mouth before smirking at you. "What about this morning? I just said hi and you had to go off to deal with something."
With a nervous sigh, you put your lunch away. So, she wants to play it like this.
You, uhm... You kind of flashed me. On purpose." You begin to blush as you pretend to suddenly become very interested in a cloud to your right.
"Oh? But Anon, I left my phone at home. I don't know what you mean when you say I flashed you~"
You feel her warm breath wash over your ear as she finishes her sentence. Your back stiffens.
"Could you... Elaborate? I really want to know. Please?" With that, she wraps her arms around you from the shoulders as she presses her jaw on the top of your head.

You take in a sharp intake of air.
Y-you kind of... Maybe, showed me your..."
"Hmmmmm? My what? I didn't hear you." You can feel the her face form a wicked grin as she clenches her arms slightly.
You showed me your panties."
You mumble it as quick and as quietly as possible, but you know she heard you when she hums pensively.
"But Anon, that can't be right."
You sigh again. You knit your eyebrows in frustration.
"You showed them to me, okay? Why are you teasing me like-"

She squeezes you in her embrace as she tsk-tsked disapprovingly at you.
"Anon, I wasn't finished. I was saying that can't be right because..." She removes her head from it's perch on your crown and moves next to yours, practically kissing your ear as she whispers.
"I'm not wearing any panties right now."

You're thankful that you put away your food as you sputter and attempt to squirm out of her embrace. She giggles as she watches your face flood with warmth.
"M-Monika! Don't say shit like that! I saw you were wearing-"
You reach up to cup your face. attempting to hide your rapidly flushing cheeks from her.
"Damn it, you made me say it out loud! Fine, you showed me your panties and I ran off because you looked cute in them, okay? Can we stop with the teasing for a moment?"

You keep your face covered as you feel her arms uncoil around you. You begin to rub above your eyes as you hear her walk off without a word.
"Thank you. Why couldn't you just send me pictures if you want me to see them so ba-"
You're interrupted by the sensation of something warm and firm pressing hard into your lap engulfing your member in heat and softness. Your hands drop to your sides as you take in what happened.

Monika sits on your lap, skirt bunched up and exposing her bare cheeks as they grind against your groin. She looks over your shoulder at you with a fiendish grin and half lidded eyes.
"M-monika-aah..."
"Ahaha, what's wrong, Anon? You didn't believe me, and you wouldn't even look, so what's wrong with me just showing you! Wouldn't you agree~" With every word she wiggles her rear in your lap, rolling over and around your rapidly swelling manhood.
Your slacks begin to feel painfully tight and sodden as you lean back, head resting against the wall.
"F-fuck me... Monika. Don't stop, please."

Through your haze, you feel her lean back and recline against you, grinding back and forth instead of side to side.
"That's the plan, Sweetheart! What does it look like I'm doing?" You look into her eyes and open your mouth to respond before she takes your head in one hand and presses her face against yours.

She greedily sucks on your tongue as she rides you through your pants, fabric soaked through with her fluids. She moans into your mouth when a part of her grinds against a part of your zipper. You feel her free hand work to undo it with a desperate speed.
With a shaky flourish your manhood is free from its drenched prison. You have a moment of the sting of the cold air before she engulfs you halfway. You both hiss through clenched teeth before Monika speaks shakily.
"Fucking... Anon! Anon~" You can only grunt in response, Monika continues to moan your name as she slides down inch by inch, until you feel her lap reach around the hilt.

You both pause, panting as you feel the heat of each others bodies burning through your clothes.
Finally she looks over to meet your gaze, her face red and dripping with sweat.
"C-come on, Anon. Don't tell me your going to be a backseat driver the whole ride, are you?" She clenches her insides around you as if to accentuate her point, making you gasp.

You glare at her, determination in your eyes before gripping onto her hips, pulling her up before sending her back down to engulf you with a dulled thump of flesh against fabric. You grin as you hear her stifle a scream with her fist while continuing to hammer her onto you.

As she moans and grunts into her clenched hand you sit up and free one hand, moving your hand away from her supple hips to the front of her glistening slit. You ram her down with a solid thump and stop the momentum, jarring her.
"Hrm?" She removes her fist from her mouth, coated in spit and encircled with deep bite marks. "Anon, what are you-oooh..."
You pinch her clit between your two fingers as you sidle up next to her head, lips grazing her ear.
"You know, Monika. I think I changed my mind."
You grin, relishing the sudden reversal.
"How about you tell me-" She jerks her head around to respond.

"Fuck me, Anon! I don't want to wait for it! Just keep doing i-iiiit!" You decide if she doesn't want to wait, why wait for her to finish her sentence.
Both of her hands are clasped around her mouth like a vice as you piston into her, one hand pulling her up and slamming her down as the other rolls and pinches at her sensitive button. You bite into the shoulder of her uniform to stifle your grunts and groans.

As you feel a pressure building up inside you, you remove your other hand and move it to join.
With both of your hands working over her front, you use sheer momentum to drive yourself into her as deep and as fast as possible.

You hear her screams of your name devolve into pants and moans that bleed out between her fingers.
In the last possible second you push her up high and remove both of your hands from their previous position, opting to grip her thighs and drive yourself and her together , spearing into her cavern as far as you physically can. You hear her scream die on her lips as she gasps for breath, wordless at the pleasure pounding into her.
Your sore fingers clench into her thighs as you fill her, feeling the muscles inside you pumping ropey strands of seed one after the other until it spills out onto your pants and the floor.
After what feels like an eternity your grip slackens and you fall back, not even registering as the back of your head thuds against the wall.

Against your better judgement, your eyes flutter closed as you gulp down air. You idly wonder how you haven't heard the bell ring yet.
You feel slender fingers grip firmly around your shaft, the sensation making your shoot up straight, eyes wide. Or, you would have shot up straight.
Monika straddles you again, this time facing you. Her hair had become undone somewhere during it, framing her body like a curtain. Her face is a dull pink, with rivers of sweat pouring down its gentle curves. Her emerald eyes are focused on yours, her mouth set in a wide, unnerving grin.
"What's wrong, Anon? I don't remember either of us calling a time out."

She aligns your member with her oozing slit before pressing back down on it, making you groan.
"Now, we're going to keep going until it's all out of my system as well..." She growls huskily.
"Unless you say otherwise~" Her eyes seem to glow at that.
You open your mouth, but before a word can escape she presses her lips against yours. You feel her grinding against your shaft, the sensations of both pain and pleasure making it rapidly begin to stiffen again.




You lay on your reclined couch, struggling to stay awake as the living room television plays some show or movie softly.
Thankfully, you were able to make it to the swimming pool without being noticed and you both fell in, washing away the stains and scents in chlorine.
Or rather, you both limped in. Thankfully both of you looked like you were coming down with fevers so you were told by the school nurse to go to your homes to recuperate. After a worried 'Get well soon' from the other club members, you both went off into the neighborhood. Nobody knew that Monika would be joining you in your house, of course.

As you go over the last hours events in your mind, you hear Monika close your refrigerator door, clearly done sampling your stockpile of snacks. Mysteriously enough to the outside observer, both of your school lunches weren't enough and you two were still hungry afterward.

She walks over to the couch and lays next to you, chuckling softly when she notices you wincing and moving to shield your groin in mock defense.
"Geez anon, I already told you I've got it out of my system. You look like I might kill you!"
In response you cock your eyebrow at her.
"You looked like you would have. And I don't know if you can literally fuck someone to death, but I think you got close."

At that she nervously chuckles before hugging you close. After a moment of silence and a none too subtle sniff of your jacket, she speaks up.
"I did kind of go a bit overboard earlier, didn't I?" Your look once again answers her, making her blink and redden in her cheeks.
"I was just getting so... Pent up, you know? When was the last time we did that together?"
You squint as you consider that you can't even remember the last time you two were together for anything other than club activities. Of course, being in the club requires a professional distance from one another, such that it can hardly be considered 'romantic' in any stretch of the word. She continues.
"I hope I didn't really hurt you too bad, did I? I mean, I've been looking it up on the way over here, and-"
You press a finger to her lips.

"Monika, it's okay. There's nothing a bag of ice can't solve, right?" You smirk to drive the point home.
She doesn't laugh, but her look of concern turns to a smirk.
"We'll both just have to make time for each other more, so we don't have any repeat... Incidents. Unless you want another repeat?" You once again cock your eyebrow at her.
She flushes a solid red as she looks away from your gaze. You chuckle.
"I'll take that as a 'No'."

You move your hand to cup her cheek. You smile as she nuzzles into it slightly.
"Then it looks like we have some rescheduling to do. Later. I know you're as tired as I am, and we both have nothing better to do, so how about a bit of a nap?"
Monika opens her mouth to agree before she accidentally yawns into your face. She covers her mouth, shock and embarrassment written on her face.
You start to chuckle, until it turns into a yawn on your end.
You both laugh until you nestle closer together in a comfortable silence. After huddling closer together and enjoying the ambiance of your living room, you look over to her and she's already fast asleep, head nestled into the crook of your neck.
You join her soon afterwards.