Field Work
For as long as he could remember, it was always the two of them.
Cheren the raven-haired boy, who dressed in a fairly sharp manner and was probably best know for his set of red-framed glasses, And Belle, the sweet blonde next door. Though she chose to always dress conservatively, showing off very little skin, the long skirt she always wore showed off her large hips and plump ass, her perky breasts proudly accentuated by the orange dress she always wore. Both were details that became increasingly evident to Cheren as he grew up along side her.
Though he would never admit it, ever since
He hit puberty Cheren had begun to lust over his childhood friend. Always trying get good views of her ass whenever she tripped due to her clumsy nature or trying to peak at her from his window whenever she changed. The boy kept a good pokerface though, keeping his cool around belle even when she accidentally gave him a good view of her butt or tripping on top of him, mashing her breasts against his chest. It was when he was alone that his lustful nature took over, furiously masturbating to thoughts of Belle and nothing but Belle. Kissing him deeply, sucking at his neck while she rode his shaft…... “…..I can’t take much more of this….” he though to himself after one of his sessions “I have to act now before these urges drive me mad! After all she can’t be completely oblivious. She’s just as old as me for fucks sake!”
It was a day like any other day for the two of them, doing their routine fieldwork for Professor Araragi. There were to observe a pack of wild Houndours, a pokemon not native to the Isshu region that had recently swarmed near the grassy patches surround their hometown. Belle standing close to him and sketching out the various sights. It was then that he decided to carry out his plan.
“Do your stuff buddy.,” he whispered to himself. It was then that his Coroneko sprang out from the bushes, causing the pack to Houndour to riot and causing Belle to scream and trip backwards, landing ass first onto Cheren’s lap, all within that instant. “Just as planned”
Belle groggily shifted on top of him “ugh…Cheren, I’m so sorr-EHH?
She felt something beneath her bottom, a certain hard object. “A pen maybe? No…pens are not this flexible” she thought, continuing to shift hips. As soon as she realised what she was sitting on she was speechless, blush quickly spreading to her face. Obviously she heard of this type of “thing” from boys around her age but Cheren of all people?
She slowly turned her head to meet his gaze, his eyes wide, and face just as flushed as hers. “…Cheren I….” She was cut off as the boy leaned forward and planted his lips on hers.
So many thoughts were swimming through her head that moment. “Has he always felt this way?” “Why now?” “Why so sudden-”Her thoughts were cut off as she felt his tongue tracing her teeth and lips before entering her mouth. Completely acting on instinct her tongue met his, both clashing and duelling for dominance, Belle’s hips shifting on Cheren’s lap unconsciously, rubbing against his dick through his pants and driving him mad.
He pulled away, from the kiss, both panting heavily.
“Please…. turn around.” Cheren said between breaths. Belle obeyed the request turning around so that she was facing him, her legs wrapped around his waste. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this” he said as he bought his lips to her neck. He could feel the vibrations from her throat as the girl moaned and purred under his lips, one hand unbuttoning his pants while belle bought her arms down so she could snap off her long skirt. He pulled his lips from her neck, bringing his own hands to grope her large breasts, eliciting a long moan and shudder from the girl onto of him. He quickly undid the buttons of her shirt, exposing her chest covered by a lacy blue bra. Though he admired the view he was growing impatient, his cock throbbing and craving for attention. He undid the front clip of her bra, completely exposing her breasts as they flopped and jiggled into place. Taking a brief moment to stare at the large fleshy globes and bright pink nipples, he lowered his head and began to suckle on her left nipple, bringing his right hand to grope her right breast at the same time, kneading the flesh and pinching the hardened nub between his fingers. Belle gasped and moaned out at the sensations flowing through her body. They were so foreign…but at the same time they felt so right.
She felt a strange dampness between her legs, a slight burning sensation pulsating through her lower regions. Cheren was feeling the vibrations of belle’s moans through her chest, heaving and bobbing, the young boy did at admirable job at keeping his lips and fingers on the soft fleshy targets when he finally heard her speak between moans “Cheren….please…I need this”. The boy removed his lips from her breasts, bringing his head up and meeting her gaze, her glistening green eyes, glazed over with lust looking into his…although she assumed that was the case; His glasses were steamed up something fierce. “Trust me,…I’ve craved this faaaaar long than you have.” He replied. A smirk spread across Belle’s lips, “oh really then…prove it!”.
It was then that Cheren lost all restraint,
He brought down his hand to free his cock from its cotton fibered prison and guided to the front of belle’s sopping wet panties. Using it to push the front of her underwear aside, he gently rubbed it, tracing her outer lips and occasionally touching her clit with the tip, getting it slick with her juices. Belle was moaning and gasping even harder than before, sweat trickling down her face and breasts. He finally bought his head in, thrusting his hips a little bit to get into a comfortable pace. Belle was moaning and mewling until she let out a large yelp when he grazed the front of her barrier. The locked eyes again, “Belle…I know this’ll hurt, but I want you to bear with me” She nodded, drawing him into a gentle kiss. In one fell swoop Cheren thrusted his entire length in, breaking through her hymen and making her yelp in in his mouth. Cheren stopped his movements and broke away form the kiss for a few seconds, tightly wrapping his arms around bell and stroking the back of her neck. He reached up to her face, wiping the tears away from her face and kissing her cheek. “Just tell me when you’re ready and I’ll continue.”
She nodded, the feeling of pain slowly turning to pleasure as he began to rock is hips below her.
The feeling of pleasure racing through Belle’s body quickly escalated, as did the pace of Cheren’s rhythmic thrusts. She bought her lips to his again, moaning and mewling into his mouth as he grunted from the feeling of her walls squeezing and pulsing around his cock. Their tongues intertwined with each other, both duelling and dancing at the same time, Cheren’s thrusts getting quicker, he pulled away from the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva between their lips to let out what could only be described as a moan and growl at the same time, and began to quicken his thrusts.
Belle could barely believe the sensations she was feeling, her consciousness almost turning to mush, as her mind was lost in the intense pleasure she was feeling. Her eyes rolled back in her head, he tounge lolling out of her mouth as she panted and gasped. She felt an intense heat build up within her as she finally reached her climax, soaking both of their nether regions with her juices. It wasn’t long before Cheren reached his own limit, his cock busting inside of her, his seed streaming into her like hot lava. They both collapsed on the ground, Cheren onto of Belle. Both sweating and panting, both exhausted, and both left with a feeling of contempt. They cuddled for a few minutes, gently making out and kissing until Cheren sprung up, startling Belle,
“Oh shit! I forgot about Coroneko!”
“You forgot about what!?”
Cheren the raven-haired boy, who dressed in a fairly sharp manner and was probably best know for his set of red-framed glasses, And Belle, the sweet blonde next door. Though she chose to always dress conservatively, showing off very little skin, the long skirt she always wore showed off her large hips and plump ass, her perky breasts proudly accentuated by the orange dress she always wore. Both were details that became increasingly evident to Cheren as he grew up along side her.
Though he would never admit it, ever since
He hit puberty Cheren had begun to lust over his childhood friend. Always trying get good views of her ass whenever she tripped due to her clumsy nature or trying to peak at her from his window whenever she changed. The boy kept a good pokerface though, keeping his cool around belle even when she accidentally gave him a good view of her butt or tripping on top of him, mashing her breasts against his chest. It was when he was alone that his lustful nature took over, furiously masturbating to thoughts of Belle and nothing but Belle. Kissing him deeply, sucking at his neck while she rode his shaft…... “…..I can’t take much more of this….” he though to himself after one of his sessions “I have to act now before these urges drive me mad! After all she can’t be completely oblivious. She’s just as old as me for fucks sake!”
It was a day like any other day for the two of them, doing their routine fieldwork for Professor Araragi. There were to observe a pack of wild Houndours, a pokemon not native to the Isshu region that had recently swarmed near the grassy patches surround their hometown. Belle standing close to him and sketching out the various sights. It was then that he decided to carry out his plan.
“Do your stuff buddy.,” he whispered to himself. It was then that his Coroneko sprang out from the bushes, causing the pack to Houndour to riot and causing Belle to scream and trip backwards, landing ass first onto Cheren’s lap, all within that instant. “Just as planned”
Belle groggily shifted on top of him “ugh…Cheren, I’m so sorr-EHH?
She felt something beneath her bottom, a certain hard object. “A pen maybe? No…pens are not this flexible” she thought, continuing to shift hips. As soon as she realised what she was sitting on she was speechless, blush quickly spreading to her face. Obviously she heard of this type of “thing” from boys around her age but Cheren of all people?
She slowly turned her head to meet his gaze, his eyes wide, and face just as flushed as hers. “…Cheren I….” She was cut off as the boy leaned forward and planted his lips on hers.
So many thoughts were swimming through her head that moment. “Has he always felt this way?” “Why now?” “Why so sudden-”Her thoughts were cut off as she felt his tongue tracing her teeth and lips before entering her mouth. Completely acting on instinct her tongue met his, both clashing and duelling for dominance, Belle’s hips shifting on Cheren’s lap unconsciously, rubbing against his dick through his pants and driving him mad.
He pulled away, from the kiss, both panting heavily.
“Please…. turn around.” Cheren said between breaths. Belle obeyed the request turning around so that she was facing him, her legs wrapped around his waste. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this” he said as he bought his lips to her neck. He could feel the vibrations from her throat as the girl moaned and purred under his lips, one hand unbuttoning his pants while belle bought her arms down so she could snap off her long skirt. He pulled his lips from her neck, bringing his own hands to grope her large breasts, eliciting a long moan and shudder from the girl onto of him. He quickly undid the buttons of her shirt, exposing her chest covered by a lacy blue bra. Though he admired the view he was growing impatient, his cock throbbing and craving for attention. He undid the front clip of her bra, completely exposing her breasts as they flopped and jiggled into place. Taking a brief moment to stare at the large fleshy globes and bright pink nipples, he lowered his head and began to suckle on her left nipple, bringing his right hand to grope her right breast at the same time, kneading the flesh and pinching the hardened nub between his fingers. Belle gasped and moaned out at the sensations flowing through her body. They were so foreign…but at the same time they felt so right.
She felt a strange dampness between her legs, a slight burning sensation pulsating through her lower regions. Cheren was feeling the vibrations of belle’s moans through her chest, heaving and bobbing, the young boy did at admirable job at keeping his lips and fingers on the soft fleshy targets when he finally heard her speak between moans “Cheren….please…I need this”. The boy removed his lips from her breasts, bringing his head up and meeting her gaze, her glistening green eyes, glazed over with lust looking into his…although she assumed that was the case; His glasses were steamed up something fierce. “Trust me,…I’ve craved this faaaaar long than you have.” He replied. A smirk spread across Belle’s lips, “oh really then…prove it!”.
It was then that Cheren lost all restraint,
He brought down his hand to free his cock from its cotton fibered prison and guided to the front of belle’s sopping wet panties. Using it to push the front of her underwear aside, he gently rubbed it, tracing her outer lips and occasionally touching her clit with the tip, getting it slick with her juices. Belle was moaning and gasping even harder than before, sweat trickling down her face and breasts. He finally bought his head in, thrusting his hips a little bit to get into a comfortable pace. Belle was moaning and mewling until she let out a large yelp when he grazed the front of her barrier. The locked eyes again, “Belle…I know this’ll hurt, but I want you to bear with me” She nodded, drawing him into a gentle kiss. In one fell swoop Cheren thrusted his entire length in, breaking through her hymen and making her yelp in in his mouth. Cheren stopped his movements and broke away form the kiss for a few seconds, tightly wrapping his arms around bell and stroking the back of her neck. He reached up to her face, wiping the tears away from her face and kissing her cheek. “Just tell me when you’re ready and I’ll continue.”
She nodded, the feeling of pain slowly turning to pleasure as he began to rock is hips below her.
The feeling of pleasure racing through Belle’s body quickly escalated, as did the pace of Cheren’s rhythmic thrusts. She bought her lips to his again, moaning and mewling into his mouth as he grunted from the feeling of her walls squeezing and pulsing around his cock. Their tongues intertwined with each other, both duelling and dancing at the same time, Cheren’s thrusts getting quicker, he pulled away from the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva between their lips to let out what could only be described as a moan and growl at the same time, and began to quicken his thrusts.
Belle could barely believe the sensations she was feeling, her consciousness almost turning to mush, as her mind was lost in the intense pleasure she was feeling. Her eyes rolled back in her head, he tounge lolling out of her mouth as she panted and gasped. She felt an intense heat build up within her as she finally reached her climax, soaking both of their nether regions with her juices. It wasn’t long before Cheren reached his own limit, his cock busting inside of her, his seed streaming into her like hot lava. They both collapsed on the ground, Cheren onto of Belle. Both sweating and panting, both exhausted, and both left with a feeling of contempt. They cuddled for a few minutes, gently making out and kissing until Cheren sprung up, startling Belle,
“Oh shit! I forgot about Coroneko!”
“You forgot about what!?”