Akira's balls slapped against her ass with each thrust, her juices dripping down, pooling on the table. The sensory overload hit her: the stretch of his thick shaft, the wet glide, and the risk of the unlocked door making her clench tighter.

"Yes! I'm... I'm cumming!" Aoi cried, her pussy convulsing around him, walls milking his cock in rhythmic squeezes.

Fresh juices gushed out, soaking his base, her orgasm crashing through her in waves. The pleasure was so intense that it bordered on overwhelming, her toes curling, nails raking his back.

Akira followed soon after, her tight grip milking him right to the edge. "Fuck... here it comes," he growled, pulling out just at the last second. His cock was throbbing as he stroked it hard over her.

Hot spurts shot out, splattering across her smooth stomach in thick, creamy ropes, painting her skin with his warm release.

Akira's cock twitched one last time, the last bit of cum hitting her stomach. The warm, sticky ropes cooled quickly against her flushed skin.

She lay there panting, her pussy still throbbing from the aftershocks of her orgasm; a mix of her juices and a faint trace of blood leaking from her stretched entrance onto the table. The air in the art room was thick with the smell of sex: musky arousal, sweat, and the sharp scent of his release marked on her belly like a sign that she belonged to him.

Aoi looked down at the mess on her belly, her fingers dipping into one of the pearly strands, rubbing it between her thumb and forefinger curiously.

"You... you didn't cum inside," she whispered in a hoarse voice, laced with a shy curiosity. Her walls still fluttered emptily, craving more despite the lingering ache from her deflowering.

Akira smirked, his hand trailing up to cup her chin, tilting her face to meet his eyes. "Not yet. I wanted to see you painted first like the dirty secret you are. But we're not done. You took my cock so well for your first time. Such a good girl, clenching around me like that."

The praise made her shiver, her nipples hardening again under her bra, her pussy clenching at the memory of how he'd filled her, the initial burn giving way to that deep, addictive fullness.

She bit her lip, glancing at the door again. The unlocked handle gleamed mockingly in the afternoon light filtering through the windows. The risk hadn't faded; if anything, it burned hotter now, her body sensitised from the orgasms. "Akira... what if someone comes? We should stop..."

"But you don't want to," he said, his voice dropping to that commanding tone she loved. "Admit it, the thought of getting caught with my cum on your skin makes you wetter. Tell me you want more. Beg for it, like the needy class rep slut you are."

Aoi's cheeks burned with shame, but her pussy throbbed in agreement, fresh arousal trickling down her thighs.

The public risk fuelled her: the idea of an SPIU agent bursting in, seeing her spread out like this, legs wide, pussy exposed and dripping.

It was forbidden, dangerous, everything her strict upbringing forbade, and that's why it felt so good. "Please... I want more. Fuck me again. Make me break completely."

"Good girl," he praised, his cock already hardening again at her words, the shaft swelling back to full thickness.

He positioned himself between her legs once more, rubbing the head against her slick folds, coating it in her lingering juices. Her entrance was still tender, puffy from the first round, but so wet it parted easily as he nudged inside.

This time, he thrust in with one smooth motion, burying himself to the hilt.

Aoi gasped, the stretch reigniting that mix of ache and pleasure. Her walls hugged him tightly, rippling around his girth as if trying to pull him deeper.

The sensation was overwhelming: the thick shaft filling her completely, the ridges of his veins dragging against her sensitive inner flesh, sending sparks up her spine. "Oh... it's even better now," she moaned, her hips lifting to meet him.

The pain had fully transformed into a deep, throbbing bliss that made her toes curl.

Akira groaned at the feel of the heat of her pussy gripping him like a glove, hotter and wetter than before. He pulled back slowly, watching his cock emerge coated with her arousal, a faint pink tinge from her broken hymen, then slammed back in, the wet slap echoing in the room.

"Fuck, your tight pussy's made for this. Take it all, Aoi. Show me how much you love being my secret whore."

She nodded frantically, her breasts bouncing with each thrust, the bra doing little to contain them.

The table creaked rhythmically under the force, paint supplies rattling nearby. Akira's hands roamed, pulling her breasts out from the bra. He pinched the nipple hard enough to make her yelp in that perfect mix of pain and pleasure, the other gripping her thigh, spreading her wider.

Her pussy squelched around him, juices foaming at the base of his cock, dripping down to coat his balls as they slapped against her ass.

"Harder... order me," she begged, her voice breaking, eyes locked on the door.

The shame washed over her: what if her parents knew? What if the whole school saw her like this, legs spread apart, pussy stretched around Akira's thick cock? But the thought only made her clench tighter, her walls massaging him in waves.

"Grind back on me," he commanded, slowing his thrusts to let her work. "Fuck yourself on my cock like you can't get enough. What would they say if they walked in now? The obedient daughter, riding dick in the art room, cum still drying on her stomach."

Aoi obeyed, her hips rolling up to meet him, impaling herself deeper. The motion rubbed her clit against his pubic bone, sparks of pleasure building fast. "They'd... they'd call me a slut. But I am... for you. I am your personal slut, Akira-kun!"

Akira sped up, pounding into her with more force, shaking the table. Her pussy fluttered around him, the inner walls convulsing as another orgasm built.

The stretch of his girth splitting her open, the wet glide of skin on skin, the salty taste of sweat on her lips as she bit down to muffle her moans… she could feel it all at once.

Akira's balls tightened, slapping wetly against her, the vein on his shaft pulsing inside her. "Cum with me," he growled, his thumb finding her clit again, rubbing furious circles. "Milk my cock… show me you're mine."

The command pushed her over. Aoi's pussy clamped down hard, spasming in rhythmic squeezes, gushing fresh slick that soaked his shaft and balls. "Akira-kun! Yes... cumming!" she cried, her body arching, toes curling as waves of ecstasy crashed through her, stronger than before, her walls pulling at him desperately.

Akira thrust deep one last time, burying himself as he came again, this time inside her. Hot ropes flooded her depths, painting her walls with thick, creamy spurts, the sensation prolonging her climax.

Her pussy milked every drop, fluttering around the pulses, cum overflowing slightly, leaking out around his base in pearly dribbles.

They slumped together, breathing raggedly. Aoi's pussy twitched with aftershocks, his softening cock still inside her, plugging the mess.

"That was... incredible," she whispered, tracing patterns in the cum on her stomach, mixing it with the new leaks trickling down her thighs. "Our secret... I want more like this."

Akira kissed her forehead, pulling out slowly with a wet slide, watching his cum ooze from her stretched entrance, pink and creamy. "We will. But…"

Suddenly, they heard footsteps in the hallway. It was clear, getting louder, and coming closer fast. Aoi's eyes grew wide with fear, the danger suddenly turning real. Her heart was beating fast, a new rush of excitement mixing with her fear.

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION: CHOICE AVAILABLE]

[AOI SAITO ROUTE: CRISIS DETECTED]

[A: THE RISKY CHOICE - Stay and get caught. Let whoever it is see you both like this. Reward: +500 PP, Aoi Affinity +30, Unlock "Exhibitionist Path", Risk: HIGH - potential consequences with SPIU or school.]

[B: THE SAFE CHOICE - Hide quickly. Grab clothes and duck behind the supply closet. Reward: +150 PP, Aoi Affinity +10, Maintain secrecy.]

[C: THE CLEVER CHOICE - Hide and pretend. Quickly dress partially and act like you're just painting if they enter. Reward: +300 PP, Aoi Affinity +15, Test deception skills.]

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