Stealing Spree

Chapter 2915: Naughty Senior (3) *

Looking at her like this, my hand unconsciously dropped on top of her head. I let my fingers weave through her hair, feeling the warmth of her scalp and the frantic and almost helpless energy radiating from her.

She looked so small from this angle, her pride having completely melted into her honest desire.

"S-stop staring at me like that, Onoda-kun. It’s embarrassing." Meeting my gaze from below, Yumika whispered, though she didn’t stop her progress. Her hand closed around the fabric of my trousers, pulling the material tight against my skin.

She didn’t have a refined technique, but that was precisely what made this a little thrilling. There was an honest clumsiness to the way she pressed her palm against the bulge in my pants. Then, her fingers gradually curled to properly accommodate the shape of my cock within her hand.

"How shameless..." She muttered softly, but I could see her eyes burning with a curiosity that eclipsed any sense of modesty.

The pleasant sensation spread throughout my body but I didn’t show it. I wanted to see how far her curiosity would push her.

Yumika’s grip was firm, her palm warming against the fabric of my pants as she began to slide her hand upward, testing the tension and the heat radiating from me.

She then checked on my expression with her lips curling up into a triumphant smirk, "Onoda-kun, does this feel good to you?"

"Of course it is. But how about you, senpai? Has your curiosity been sated yet?" I answered honestly before returning a question.

Yumika didn’t answer immediately. She was too focused on the sensation of my hardness against her palm, but I could see how she seemed to be pleased at my answer. It boosted her confidence.

She squeezed slightly, her eyes widening as she felt the pulse of my cock beneath the fabric.

Clearly, she’s already too indulged in exploring this new territory. If earlier in that abandoned clubroom she only got a fleeting glimpse and feel of my size, now she was finally getting to experience the reality of it.

Of course, the most impactful thing for her was what she witnessed in the adjacent room when Hana and I were making love with such passion. Even if she only saw my backside and everything else was filled in by her imagination, that was more than enough to spark a fire that now led to this situation.

"Hmph. It’s not enough with just this, Onoda-kun." She finally replied, her voice dropping to what sounded like a sultry whisper devoid of her faked stern demeanor. "I want to feel it... without anything in the way."

She didn’t wait for my permission. With a focused determination, Yumika reached for my belt and the button of my trousers.

She first fumbled with my belt, sucking up her breath every time she felt the pulse of my erection against her palm.

To her, this was something akin to a high-stakes mission, a challenge to be conquered with the same effort she applied to her bow. However, her shaking fingers betrayed her.

As for whether it was because of excitement or something else, I had no idea. Still, I could see how purposeful her movements were.

Soon, she successfully unbuckled my belt, followed by the popping of my pants’ button.

With my eyes following her movements closely, the girl couldn’t help but bite her lower lip in embarrassment. However, that wasn’t enough to discourage her.

Having gotten to this point, there was really no turning back for her anymore.

Pinching my zipper between her fingers, the sound of the metal teeth sliding down seemed to echo loudly in the small, quiet room.

I didn’t let her do everything herself. Once my pants loosened, I gently tugged them down, letting them slide naturally to my knees. Because of her proximity, her body prevented them from falling to the ground.

Like this, I was left with only my boxers down there.

With the barrier of my pants gone, she gasped at the sight of me. My cock, while still stuffed within, became more prominent as it stood proud before her, straining my boxers.

Even with the remaining thin layer, watching my cock throb right in front of her eyes seemed to short-circuit her brain momentarily.

She stared at it with an expression of unadulterated curiosity as her lips parted slightly.

"So, it looks like this... up close," Yumika whispered, her voice barely a thread of sound.

She reached out again, her fingers enclosing around the tip of my cock as if she were touching a fragile piece of art.

The moment she made contact, a visible shiver ran through her entire body, and she let out a soft, involuntary moan that also got my desire flaring.

It didn’t take long before her impatience took over to peel the final layer.

The moment my boxers slid down my thighs, my cock sprang free right up to her face as it pulsed with a heavy heat that seemed to make her freeze in shock.

It took a while before Yumika sucked in her breath, inhaling the scent of my cock wafting to her nose. Her throat bobbed up and down as she accepted that she had now come face-to-face with the reality of me.

Her eyes traveled from the base to the tip, tracing the veins and sheer thickness of my girth.

For the nth time since we entered the storage room, she looked genuinely overwhelmed.

"This... it’s... it’s so much more than I imagined," She breathlessly whispered.

At the moment, she looked like a scientist discovering a new species. Her curiosity was warring with a sudden, instinctive intimidation.

I couldn’t help but chuckle as I gently caressed her head.

"What’s wrong, senpai? You were so confident a minute ago. Is the reality too much for you to handle?"

Yumika’s eyes returned to mine. I could see how her pupils dilated slightly, expressing both her shock and admiration.

Seeing me fully exposed had momentarily paralyzed her, but that competitive spark from within her eyes didn’t stay extinguished for long.

She puffed out her cheeks as her face flushed a deeper shade of crimson while trying to reclaim her composure.

"Who said I couldn’t handle it?" She adorably huffed but her reaction told me enough that she was already too far gone. This was merely her attempt to still hold onto what little authority she thinks she still has as my senior. "I’m a national-level athlete. I don’t back down from a challenge, no matter how... imposing it is. And certainly not from you, perverted junior."

“Is that so? Well then, I’m looking forward to how you can overcome this challenge, senpai.” I put on a smirk, which served as fuel to her fire.

With another huff, she reached out again. This time, without the barrier of fabric, the girl let out a soft audible gasp as her palm finally made contact with the tip of my cock.

The heat of my skin against her cool palm and the stickiness of the precum that pulled at the tip seemed to send a jolt through her, making her shoulders jump.

But that’s not enough to scare her. With gritted teeth and focused expression, she wrapped her fingers around the girth. Her grip tightened slowly as she realized just how solid I was.

With her face so close to it, her warm breath brushed against my cock, making it more active within her hold.

A moment later, Yumika’s hand slid slowly down the length of my cock. Her touch was more cautious and lighter, as if she was still probing my reactions.

"It’s... it’s pulsating," She whispered, her voice filled with a mixture of awe and disbelief. "I can feel your heart beating inside of it."

Even though this kind of scene had been repeated a lot of times for me before, it was always a different kind of experience with every girl.

"That’s because you’re doing a great job, senpai."

"Are you praising me? Hmph. That’s not going to make me happy." Yumika rolled her eyes before giving my cock a tight squeeze.

Seeing my reaction, the girl’s lips curved up in amusement.

I couldn’t help but tug at her slightly before saying, "You’re not being honest again, senpai. Are you weak to praise?"

Suzuki Yumika’s eyes snapped up to mine as they flashed with a stubborn spark. "Please. I’ve been praised in front of crowds during competitions. I’m not weak to it. Besides, this little bit of lewdness isn’t going to intimidate me. And... this is yours."

And there we go, her bold honesty still surfacing after getting teased. I’m starting to grasp how her mind works.