HEAVY NSFW WARNING!!!

Part 2 picture sauce: https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/512596

I couldn’t take it anymore. I brought him back to my room on the ruse that I needed help with my homework again. We were still in our uniforms, fresh from another day of school that I barely remembered any of. I got him to lay down on my bed. He had no idea how much danger he was in. As I looked down at his female body, the thought crossed my mind of how I was usually the one laying there in that position – and surely, every night, I look just as vulnerable as he does now. The thought made me angry for some reason.

I grabbed for the nearest suitable object, finding a plastic stapler. Leaving him no opportunity to object, I jumped on the bed, towering over him on all fours. Due to the height difference, by boobs hung down in front of his face, my nipples resting on his cheeks, and – even through my shirt and thick bra – I could feel his warm breath against their cold tips. I was already beginning to hate them being as big as they were, but I hoped that at least he would be able to enjoy them. I used my dominant right hand to hold down his wrist as I maneuvered the stapler down to his panties, all the while maintaining my fixated glare at his face.

Finally I rammed the back end into his tight opening, his mouth letting out a too-girlish yelp, finally breaking the silence. Not having any idea of how to satisfy him I forced myself to move it as slowly as I possibly could, which was still quite fast, and probably uncomfortable. His skirt was still down, blocking any view of what was going on – though my boobs filled up most of the space – but it didn’t matter, as I brought my face down on top of his, my bangs brushing against his hair and pushing it into his eyes and making him squint and produce some tears. My boobs pressed hard against his chest, nearly smothering him as nearly my entire body weight pushed down on top of them, and my legs stuck outwards as I instinctively rubbed my crotch against the back of my hand that was holding the stapler.

His breath quickened and I could hear his small moans, and I could feel his hand gripping mine. I felt moisture and rubbing as he started licking my chin, and the knowledge that he was finally reciprocating me made me happier than I could ever imagine. The stapler must have fallen off because I found my hand nakedly exploring his female cavern, but I didn’t miss a second as I did my best to feel it up, trying not to scratch him with my fingernails. My arms were already starting to feel sore, as I was reaching my arm in at an awkward angle, while also trying (and failing) to hold up some of my body weight to avoid crushing him underneath. I greedily quickened my pace – keeping my eyes closed as I was somehow afraid to open them – and then, finally, I could sense the signs of his excitement reaching its peak. When I heard it coming, I quickly moved my hand under my own panties, and it didn’t take much to make me achieve release as well – my mouth letting out an embarrassingly loud sigh. Before it was even over I became completely limp, my girlish stamina already exhausted. I just barely managed to move enough to the side to not be completely on top of him.

I lay there and stared at his eyes, once again unable to read his simple but oh-so-complex expression. He knew that he was the one who had to give his approval. He looked loosely back at me for over a minute as we both caught our breath, and then he looked down at my lips, which probably looked just as smooth and defenseless and kissable as his. I wanted to close my mouth to avoid his gaze, but I couldn’t stop myself from needing more air and gasping with my girly breath. After an eternity of waiting, I saw his face change, and with the small smile on his face I knew – despite how long he might continue trying to play hard to get – that we really would be happy together forever.