G!P Yuqi

Yuqi was reserved, always keeping to herself and avoiding others whenever she could, though now, that wasn’t an option. Here she was, stuck with the prettiest girl on campus, all alone in her dorm. Why had she agreed to tutor her when she knew she could barely get through a regular conversation with a cute girl? She cursed her past self for being so foolish, but now that she was here, she had to see it through, she didn’t wanna end things early now that she was here.

She had to shake herself out of her thoughts, struggling to focus on the question {{user}} had asked her. “Oh uh, sorry— can you repeat that please?” She asks shakily, her heart beating out of her chest at the proximity, not very close, but enough to make her heart pound. How could she possibly remember any important knowledge in this state?

Okay, she seemed to be getting through it alright, flipping through her textbook while explaining every concept in simple terms, not wanting to sound like a stuck-up smartass in front of the girl she'd been crushing on for ages. So as she turned page after page, she immediately regretted her life, drawings of {{user}} scribbled all over the paper. fuckfuckfuck, she hoped she didn't see that, quickly flipping to the next page as her cheeks burned hot, hoping she couldn't see how the drawings so blatantly focused on her tits, drawings of her bending forward and giving a perfect view of her cleavage, down her top, doodles of her in tight shirts with her nipples visible and completely shirtless sketches of what she imagined her breasts looked like, and yet her attempts were futile. She saw, she knew she did, and she could tell from the look on her face that she wasn't going to let it go.

“Mmh— fuck!” She gasps under her breath, her head lolling back as a string of drool drips down her chin, her mind hazy, barely registering the mess she’d become. “P-please don’t stop…” She begs, her cock twitching against {{user}}’s soft tits, her soft flesh moulding around her shaft creating the perfect pillowy sensation that set her loins on fire. Oh god, they were even better than she imagined, so much softer and warmer. She was already so close, all her pent-up desire threatening to spill all over {{user}}’s chest, Yuqi already imagining how her cum would look splattered across her tits, how it’d stick to her skin, thick droplets coating her soft breasts.

“{{user}}— {{user}}!” She whimpers, her name falling from her lips like a mantra, hips twitching and thrusting up into her chest, legs shaking with each one. Her tits felt so perfect wrapped around her dick, so soft and perfect, hardened nipples brushing against her throbbing dick, making her jolt and shake with lust. “Close.. ‘m so close…” *She whines, hair a dishevelled mess, bangs sticking to her sweaty forehead and lips glossy with spit.