SYD Aria/Tsuda lewd

“Oh my~♥. Tsuda-kun, you're being awfully forward today...”

His face flushes with bright red while he looks her over, quickly yanking the shower curtain shut and turning the water on. It was grating enough on his nerves to even make such a request in the first place, he didn't need any random passers-by to get curious, especially when this kind of thing could easily cost both of them their positions. Here he was, Takatoshi Tsuda, the student council vice president getting pulled into a... particularly lascivious situation with the secretary, who was also his upperclassman -- more than losing his position, he's terrified of the simple fact that the others would never let it go. Their illicit relationship had continued for far too long to turn back at this point, however. “Y-Yeah... Sorry, I just don't think I'll be able to go out with... this.”

Despite the fact that her eyes beam with excitement just at the implications of such a thing, he can't help but shy away in embarrassment. She was almost taller than he was, which only made the situation that much more intimidating, not that it particularly mattered. “Hmmm~? I'm sorry, Tsuda, but I don't quite understand your request.” Though she maintained that innocent smile, he could practically feel her lips curling up into a mischievous grin, driven even further when she pulls him closer. He's already discarded his shirt, and all she's wearing is a burgundy string bikini, with a strapless top, no less; the the warm 'squish' of her breasts against him, separated only by a thin layer of fabric, was enough to make him sweat.

“Senpai, I-” He cuts himself short, taking a deep breath to try and compose himself even though his heart is racing just being alone with her. “Aria, I want you to give me a... a...”

She draws even closer, holding onto his shoulders and nudging her chest up against him even more; for an until-recently inexperienced high school student, those tantalizing globes of warmth were enough to make his mind spin. “A what, Tsuda-san~?” She countered, her perfectly calm demeanor only causing that much more tension. Tsuda slowly backs away, but all he manages to accomplish is cornering himself, the sultry student cutting off his only route of escape. “We're friends, aren't we? You can tell me a-ny-thing-you-want~♥.”

“A blowjob!” He blurts out, clenching his eyes shut while his body quivers against her. The girl was, of course, excessively aware of his desires, her own breaths quickening in excitement while she rubs up against him. That conspicuous bulge perking up between his hips completely betrays his nervous tone, and despite her pleasant, calm attitude, she can't help but slip one hand downwards, if only to coax out more of those honest words. “Is that all you wanted~?” She asks, a bright smile on her lips.

He doesn't even open his mouth to respond, simply nodding. The real answer to that question was, of course, much more complicated than he'd like to admit – despite the fact that she'd made the offering to 'quell his desires' months ago, her schedule was so stuffed and convoluted that they had only found a handful of free moments before this. While he'd like to tell himself that he's content with little playful acts – a handjob in the student council room after a meeting, or dry humping in the locker room during a swim meet – the simple reality is that the tiniest bit of attention below the waist was enough to totally undo the months and months of mental conditioning it took to function in an organization where he was the only male.

Aria's hand deftly unties the restrictive string keeping his swimming trunks up before slipping under the waistband, teasing the bare crown between her thin, soft fingers. His hands remain at his sides, as if he were utterly defenseless against the girl's advances, which only makes her lean into him more, nipping his ear between her lips. “Mm, give me more than that~. I've seen the faces you make, Tsuda, you can't keep the innocent act up all the time.” She murmurs, wrapping her fingers around his thick, needy length, already beginning to work it up.

The feeling of her hot breath washing against his ear was enough to make him melt in her grasp. “I-I...” He responds, his voice trailing off into a stifled moan while he tries to simply gather the right words in his mind. He had rehearsed it a dozen times, in his dreams, during student council meetings, daydreaming during class, and yet he still couldn't muster the bravado he'd seen so much in those films. “I want you to slurp on my... on my...” He clenches his eyes shut, fighting the urge to bump his hips up against her hand despite how clearly eager he was for more attention. “Slurp on my... my dick until-”

His companion cuts him off. “You want me to slobber all over your cock, don't you? Until there's spit and pre-cum dripping off of your balls, hmm~?” She murmurs, with every ounce of confidence that she puts towards everything else. Even though he was more than accustomed to her lewd jokes, even the sound of such a thing was enough to leave him gasping in a mixture of shock and pleasure. Before he can even react, she reaches down with her other hand and pushes his swimming trunks down, letting them simply fall to the ground in a wet pile while her other hand rubs his thigh. “I bet you just want to hold me down and ram my face until you can't take it anymore and you release that pent up load all the way down my throat~♥.”

He didn't even have a chance. His feeble attempts at 'dirty talking' only distract him from the inevitable, and the sound of her sultry voice breezing through his head reduces him to a hopelessly submissive pile of lust. One of her hands lightly fondles his balls while the other picks up the pace, gripping the base of the shaft and squeezing upwards only to slide back down and repeat the motion, over and over and over. With each passing moment, his moans and gasps only get louder and louder, to the point that he has to cover his mouth with both hands to keep from alerting anyone in the other stalls.

“Let it all out for me, Tsuda-kun~.” She whispers, her voice barely audible between the sound of the shower running and the rising excitement of his stifled moans. Not a single word of warning is uttered when he erupts, his entire body stiffening up as she pushes him over the edge. Endless ropes of thick, sticky cum pour out along the shower floor, unceremoniously being washed into the drain just as soon as he can release them. Her hand eagerly keeps stroking, enjoying all of his adorable moans and sighs while helping him ride out his climax, fingers loosening just the tiniest bit so as to most efficiently milk out every last drop.

At the peak of his orgasm, his legs finally give out and he slides down to the ground, his chest rising and falling in haggard breaths. Aria lets out a giggle when she sits down beside him, both hands rubbing his shoulders. “Oh my~. Did I overdo it?” She asks, wistfully eyeing the last stream of white nectar as it washes down the drain.

He shakes his head. “No, that was... what I needed. Y-Yeah.” Despite that admission of enjoyment, though, he still can't even look her in the eye, flushed beet-red while he calms down. Although he'd love to keep going, he reaches out with both hands and pulls his swimming trunks back up, wincing in discomfort as the rough fabric rubs against his spent length.

“But you asked for a blowjob! I guess we'll just have to save that for next time, hmm~?”