Stealing Spree

My thumbs kept their dance around her peaks while my other hand traveled up to her cheek, gently stroking it. She leaned into the touch, the phone still glued to her ear, her voice strained as she tried to keep her moans in check.

"What do you think, Futaba?" I murmured, watching the battle of wills play out on her face. "Is this the kind of feeling you're looking for?"

Her eyes remained tightly shut, and she nodded, the tension in the room thickening as her arousal grew more potent. Her voice was a mere whisper, "Yes, Onoda-kun. It's... it's different. Better."

With her quiet admission, I couldn't help but feel a little sense of achievement. This was twisted, I know. But this was even less than what I had done before my change.

Carefully, I slid her bra aside, revealing her erect nipples to my direct touch. Although we'd already proven my touch didn't cause her pain, the intensity of her arousal was something we hadn't fully explored. I circled them with my thumbs, feeling them harden even more as she bit her lower lip to muffle the sounds she couldn't hold back.

Futaba's eyes remained closed, but her breath was getting heavier. I watched her, the way her cheeks flushed and the way she held the phone with a trembling hand. She was trying so hard to keep her composure, but her body was telling a different story. If we continued like this, even the densest idiot would find out something was amiss.

I should tell her to stop now before it gets to that point. I leaned in and whispered into her ear, "Futaba, you should hang up. Before things get too... intense."

Her eyes snapped open and she nodded, her pupils dilated with lust. She whispered into the phone, "I love you, too. Good night."

"Goodnight. Are you sure you're fine? You sound... breathless." Her boyfriend's voice was filled with concern.

"Yeah, I just need to rest a bit. I'll talk to you later, okay?" She managed to say, her voice shaky.

With my other hand, I reached under her skirt, feeling the heat and dampness between her legs. Even by just rubbing her thigh, its effect on her was already making her lower body shake intensively.

"W-wait, Onoda-kun," She stuttered, "I need to hang up."

Ah. I forgot she had yet to do that.

I paused for a moment, bringing my hand back up, and nodded.

With slightly puffed-up cheeks, she quickly ended the call before throwing the phone aside as if it was burning her hand.

She turned to me with a fiery gaze, "Don't stop. Let me feel it again, Onoda-kun."

Desire filled her voice and that was close to begging for release.

With my restraint already partially removed, I leaned down to her ear again, whispering sweet nothings that were definitely not innocent, "I'll give you what you want, Futaba. Just remember, this is for your own good."

She nodded, her eyes begging for me to go on.

With this, I brought my hands together to start unbuttoning her uniform top completely, revealing her white bra that I had pulled up slightly as well as her fair, unblemished skin and the eager peaks of her breasts.

If earlier I could only use my sense of touch, seeing them directly was like a whole new world for me. Her breasts had really grown a little too much. It wasn't an exaggeration that she's now nearing the same size as Fuyu.

After everything, I could feel my body reacting to her as well. And with this girl squirming quite a bit, I'd have to be made of stone to not react.

Futaba probably felt it behind her and yet she didn't say anything. Instead, she leaned closer to me, her body almost begging for more.

"Onoda-kun," she whispered, her voice now thick with desire, "I'm close..."

She rested her back completely on my chest and let her head fall back against my shoulder. I could feel her pulse racing against my skin. She was so close to the edge, and it was all I could do not to let my own desires get the best of me. I had to remember, this was for her.

"Mhm. Don't worry. I'll let you feel it again tonight. Focus now. You know how much I'm restraining myself. If I lost control... I can't guarantee that I won't just take you right here and now." I whispered into her ear, feeling her shiver at the thought.

Since we're already at this point, it was better to be direct like this. That way, she'd understand it better.

Futaba pursed her lips and nodded. Her heat transferring to me was making my blood pool down there and in return, she could feel the pressure growing on her backside.

After parting her opened uniform to the side, I focused on her breasts once more, kneading them gently, while my thumbs traced circles around her most sensitive spot, occasionally pinching her nipples as her moans resumed.

She said she was close but that little pressure alone made her hips tremble uncontrollably as she got pushed over to the edge.

Futaba's arm shot up, hooking it around my neck to anchor herself as her lower body convulsed. Her breath hitched and her voice grew louder, the sound of her pleasure echoing through the quiet room.

I had to hold her around her navel again while my other hand continued working on her sensitive nipple. She continued shivering and writhing under my touch.

The sight of her like this was incredibly arousing but I gritted my teeth, fighting the urge to take things further.

Her moans grew louder, and she tightened her grip on me.

"Ah... ah... O-onoda-kun, I'm... I'm coming!" Unlike the first time when she managed to hold her voice, she gasped out this time as her body arched upon reaching climax. The intensity of her reaction surprised even me and I couldn't help but hold her tighter, feeling her shudder against me as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

Her breasts felt heavenly in my hand, the softness and the warmth of her body were all too tempting. But I had to keep my promise. This was about her, not me.

I held her tightly as she rode the waves of pleasure, her breath hot against my neck as she moaned my name.

This girl... is too dangerous.

When her tremors finally subsided, Futaba leaned back into me, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She looked up at me with a dazzling smile, her eyes gleaming with gratitude.

"Thank you, Onoda-kun," She murmured, her voice still thick with pleasure. "I never knew it could feel like this. Being touched by you is..."

I shook my head and exasperatedly chuckled, "Alright, stop that thought. We won't know if it will stay the same."

Although I was still tempted to see more of her, I immediately started to fix her clothes before my desire took over me.

Futaba's cheeks were flushed a deep red. She looked up at me with a mix of embarrassment and gratitude. "I'm sorry, Onoda-kun. I didn't mean to get so... carried away."

"As long as you understand. So, how does it feel?"

"It's... it's as amazing as I thought," Futaba breathed, her eyes still glazed over from the intense experience. "And I'm glad it's you. You stayed true to your words."

"Yeah. About that. You're so tempting I'm about to lose my reason. So next time, you have to keep that in mind. As for that stunt you pulled with your boyfriend..."

Her blush deepened and she looked away, "I'm sorry about that. I didn't plan for it to happen like that. It just... happened."

Was she not even guilty of it?

"Girl... Alright, you probably need to clean up and I have to go home. Let's end this here for tonight." I told her with a gentle smile, patting her head gently.

Her cheeks were flaming red as she nodded, "Yeah. Thank you, Onoda-kun."

I helped her stand up but the girl turned around and her eyes moved downward, taking in the obvious bulge in my pants. She bit her lips, looking up at me with a meaningful expression. "What about you, Onoda-kun? Do you not need to...?"

Her words trailed off but the implication was clear. The air in the room grew heavy again but I had to keep my cool.

"It's fine. It's not like I'm going to die from it. It'll calm down on my way home." I chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. "Besides, this was for you, Futaba. I did say I might lose control but at the end of the day, this was to help you get used to it."

Futaba's gaze lingered on the bulge before she nodded, her cheeks still a rosy shade of pink. "I understand. Thank you, Onoda-kun. I... Let me walk you to the door."

"Mhm. Are you going to be fine alone here?"

Futaba nodded, a hint of shyness in her eyes, "Yeah, I'll be okay. I'll lock the door shut and not open it for anyone."

I nodded in understanding and walked her to the door, her hand in mine. As we reached the exit, she leaned in closer, whispering, "Onoda-kun, when can we... do it again?"

Her voice was barely audible, but the hunger in her tone was unmistakable. "Whenever you're ready, Futaba."

I leaned down and gave her a peck on the forehead, "But remember, we have to be careful. This isn't something we can just do openly."

Futaba nodded solemnly, understanding the gravity of our situation. She opened the door and I stepped out into the cool night air, feeling the weight of the evening's events settle on my shoulders.

Honestly, I don't think I can keep my restraint next time. Everything about her is just too much to resist.

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