Saihara/Angie, blowjob

The bells signifying night time rang throughout the school, followed by a quick announcement letting everyone know that it was 10 PM. As Saihara walked through the halls leading toward Angie's talent room, he couldn't help but feel a strange knot in his stomach the closer he approached.

"Angie-san...and I...I can't believe we did that earlier," he thought to himself. "And she told me that she'd be willing to do more things with me...much more...anything I want..."

He stopped in front of the door, beginning to breathe heavily. "I'm nervous...but...why am I feeling nervous? I'm going to be alone with Angie-san in here...at night. It's late...and she and I are alone...together."

Saihara couldn't help but remember Angie's soft and seductive voice whispering naughty things to him as she pleasured him with her bare feet, then he began imagining her pleasuring him with other parts of her body. Her hands, her mouth, her perky breasts, and especially her sacred area between her legs...

"S-Shit...I need to relax and calm down...or else I'm going to walk in there with a huge boner. And if she notices, she'd definitely jump me."

Sighing and waiting a small while for his erection to calm down, Saihara knocked on the door. "Angie-san, it's me! May I come in?"

"Shuichi~ Angie's been waiting~"

The door instantly opened wide, and before Saihara realized it, he was yanked in before the door closed once more. He looked on and noticed Angie pulling on his arms and dragging him over to her work area. "You're going to love what Angie made for you!" she told him as she escorted him over to a portrait covered by a cloth. She then let him go, beaming at him with an excited grin and sparkling blue eyes. Saihara couldn't help but blush at her radiance.

"W-Well...I'm here, Angie-san," he replied, smiling nervously. "What's this portrait you want to show me?"

"Nyahaha, well let's see~"

Angie grabbed the cloth and yanked it off, throwing it into the air as Saihara's eyes widened viewing the surprise. What he saw was a very realistic full-body portrait of himself standing on a beach with the sun setting in the horizon...and in his arms, he was holding a certain white-haired tanned girl bridal-style. She had her arms wrapped around him and the two were smiling at each other longingly. Saihara's face heated up, words unable to escape from his mouth.

"I-I..."

"Hmm~? Do you like this, Shuichi~?" Angie inquired, looking at him curiously as she stepped closer to him.

"It's...us, huh?" he finally said, rubbing his head shyly. "I-I don't know what to say, Angie-san...it's a very beautiful portrait. You really are a brilliant artist. You deserve your title."

"Don't just praise Angie! Kami-sama played a huge role in this, as well," the shorter girl responded, clasping her hands. "He told Angie to create this fabulous portrait and show Shuichi~"

"U-Uh-huh..." Saihara muttered.

Angie got even closer, her voice getting softer. "Seems his plan worked out once more~ As expected of something so divine~"

She was now pressing against him, her arms snaking around him as she looked up at him, her ocean blue eyes staring lovingly and lustfully into his gray ones. "Shuichi...you seem so tense..."

"T-Tense? Me? N-No Angie-san..."

"Do you not like Angie's portrait? Is it making you uncomfortable...?"

"A-Absolutely not! I love it, really! You did such a fantastic job at creating it! H-Honestly..."

Angie sighed in satisfaction hearing that, then continued staring into his eyes. "So...what's the problem then? Angie can help.~"

Saihara breathed. "Y-You're just so close..."

She let out a slow and gentle laugh, causing shivers to run down his spine. "Shuichi...relax..." she murmured, her left hand sliding down Saihara's back and around his body, soon approaching his crotch. Saihara's eyes widened when he realized what she was about to do.

"A-Angie-san-mmh!"

He was cut off when she pressed her lips against his, locking him in a heated kiss. Saihara couldn't help but to grow hard from this in an instant, and Angie noticed this quickly. She slid her hand into his pants as she slid her tongue into his mouth, eagerly licking his tongue as she wrapped her smooth fingers around his cock. The detective groaned into her mouth, Angie's warmth, touch, and scent overwhelming him.

After a while, she pulled away from him, a string of saliva connecting their mouths. "Ahh~ Shuichi tastes so good...~" she breathed, her hand massaging his member. "And you're already so stiff in Angie's hand.~"

Saihara panted in pleasure as Angie dropped down to her knees in front of him. "A-Angie-san..." he moaned as she unzipped his zipper and let his pants fall. "Y-you don't have to do this..."

"Oh~ But Angie wants to..." she told him, staring longingly at the bulge in his boxers. "Angie wants to make sure Shuichi is always happy...Angie wants to make sure Shuichi feels good whenever he's like this~"

And with that, Angie slid down his boxers, his cock bopping her in the face. Saihara gasped as the cool air in the room hit his member, the coolness soon replaced by the artist's hot breath. "Big..." she breathed, licking around his sensitive tip.

"A-Angie-san...!!"

She then looked up at him. "Shuichi~ Please relax~" she whispered seductively, her tone managing to calm him down slightly. "Let Angie take care of you...~"

She wrapped her lips around his tip and sucked on it gently, her eyes closing as her tongue swished around the head. One of her hands rested on Saihara's thigh while the other was wrapped around his shaft. She continued sucking on the tip for a while, then opened her mouth and gave a long, slow lick up his cock. Feeling this, Saihara felt his knees tremble.

"O-Ohhh..." he moaned out, his dick throbbing hard. "H-Hah..."

Angie opened her eyes and winked at him, then wrapped her mouth around his entire length, bobbing her head as she eagerly sucked him off. She felt her bikini bottom get damp from her arousal, immensely enjoying having her mouth stuffed with Saihara's cock. She held onto Saihara's legs with both hands as she continued blowing him, her ponytails waving around with each motion she made.

Saihara was in utter bliss. He wondered if Angie's ever done this before, because she was ridiculously amazing at this. "A-Angie-san...this feels i-incredible...!" he moaned to her, grabbing her head firmly. She moaned with a mouthful of dick in response, looking up at him with those lustful blue eyes of hers as she continued sucking on it. Her tongue licked around it in the process, wrapping and coiling around his rod.

After a while, the detective was quickly reaching his limit. "O-Oh God...A-Angie-san...I-I'm about to...a-ahhh..!!"

Angie hummed happily in response as she sucked hard, earning a loud moan from Saihara as he climaxed heavily inside her mouth. The artist's body shuddered in pure ecstasy as she felt the warm, sticky cum splatter all over the inside of her mouth and throat, her eyes squeezing shut. After a few more spurts of semen, Saihara let out a heavy sigh as his climax subsided, losing his grip on Angie's head.

"W-Whew...too good...t-that felt so nice..."

Amazed at all the cum gathered in her mouth, Angie savored the taste of it for a little bit before swallowing it all with an audible gulp, then let out a content hum as she looked up at Saihara once more.

"Shuichi is so delicious~ Not only up there, but down here, too~" she cooed, licking Saihara's member clean. "Angie is very, very happy~"

"T-Thank you, Angie-san, but...like I said...you didn't have to..." Saihara protested as he watched her stand up. Angie then shrugged off her yellow smock and reached behind her, unclasping her bikini top. Before it could fall, she held the front in place so her breasts wouldn't be exposed just yet.

"Shuichi...for the last time..." she told him firmly, yet quietly, allowing her bikini top to fall. Her deliciously perky breasts came into view, topped by erect dark pink nipples. Saihara couldn't help but stare, breathtaken by the sight.

"Angie wants Shuichi to do whatever he wants to her~ No matter what it is~"