Before, Touma had looked at her with astonishment when he took off her swimsuit from her shoulders and saw her bare breasts for him, and that same astonishment had been present when he continued forward and undressed her completely. Now it was Shokuhou's turn to look with astonishment and wonder how she could have had so much luck, because never in her wildest dreams would she have expected to be here. The pleasure of seeing her body and the man's pointed hair between her thighs as he devoted himself to her and used his mouth to make her feel good was the best thing she had ever seen. Just looking down and seeing that would have been enough to make her whole body heat up more than it already had from the wave of warmth, but he wasn't giving her anything else but the best. It wasn't a symbolic effort to earn recognition; he was giving her his all and making oral sex with the intention of pleasing her as much as possible. He tried different techniques and learned all the time while searching for the perfect formula to give her what she needed. Not long after, he found it. He noticed her strong reactions when he touched her clitoris, so he began to pay more attention. The first time his tongue surrounded that sensitive point, Shokuhou moaned with pleasure and her shoulders and back arched slightly upwards, lifting off the bed. She didn't need him to do it again, because she was paying attention. She knew that her response meant he had found the right attack plan. What had already been a very pleasant introduction to oral sex for Shokuhou improved even more from then on, because now that Touma had discovered the best way to please her with his mouth, he focused on giving her the best. His tongue continued to circle around her clitoris, making her gasp and twist while the pleasure increased rapidly. She felt like she would have come sooner or later even if he had done a bad job. relatively mediocre simply because of the eroticism of having her beloved Kamijou's face between her legs, but he was giving her more than she could have expected. His tongue on her clitoris made her grab her head and twist in bed, feeling pleasure approaching her clitoris every time. She risked putting a finger in her pussy and, after a few repetitions of movements inside her combined with the wonderful work his tongue was doing on her clitoris, Shokuhou received her first orgasm of life not using her own fingers. However, now she came much stronger than ever while masturbating, which wasn't a surprise, not with the work he had just done and not with him being the one who did it. —Touma!—she moaned, grabbing his neck as she came. She pulled his head towards her, bringing her face even closer to her pussy as she came all over her body. It was more aggressive than she intended, but she was too absorbed in the ecstasy he was giving her to know or care about the disaster she was making on her face. But it didn't stop him. He continued licking her clitoris and moving his finger inside her pussy until Shokuhou's pleasure passed, and it seemed like he would have kept going much longer. But even though she would have loved to keep her face between her legs all day, once her orgasm was over, her body became a bit too sensitive for her to still feel pleasure. —Too much, too much—she growled. With more than a little regret, she pushed his head away. He caught the hint, stopped licking her, and pulled his head out of between her legs. He sat on his knees and stopped touching her completely, and she appreciated the time to recover. —Was it good?—he asked, licking his lips as he looked at her. She laughed, both because of how absurd it was for him to ask that question after the pleasure he had given her He given because he was seen ridiculous with his hair disheveled and face wet thanks to his orgasm. Ridiculous, but also incredibly sexy. 'It was incredible,' he said. 'I'll never be able to thank you enough for doing that for me. But I'd be happy to try. I could return the favor and use my mouth on you too.' It wasn't like it wasn't something he hadn't thought of doing many, many times in the past. He would be more than happy to take his hero's penis in his mouth and do everything possible to give him as much pleasure that his body would remember for always, regardless of his lost memories. 'That sounds incredible,' he said. 'But I know I shouldn't think this kind of good luck will last forever. I'll have luck if I manage to survive once before a nun bites my head off, or Biribiri tries to electrocute me, or Tsuchimikado comes to kidnap me and take me to the other side of the world. And if I only get one chance, I don't want to waste it.' He thought about mocking him for suggesting that receiving a blow job from her would be 'wasting' something, but knew he wasn't saying it like that and was afraid of mocking him now could ruin the moment. And didn't want anything to interrupt this moment, because he knew what he was really saying. He didn't want her to suck him off because he wanted to make sure they had enough time for what he wanted most. It turned out she also wanted it most. 'Are you saying you want to have sex with me, Kamijou-san?' she whispered. He nodded. 'Yes. I really do.' Suddenly he got a bit nervous. 'Uh, if that's okay with you. I know you've been doing well so far, but if that's more than you want...' —It's fine—she said, interrupting him—. It's more than fine. Please take me. Touma nodded and his hands went to the waist of his swimsuit. He ripped it off quickly and Shokuhou moaned when she saw his penis for the first time. It was the first time I had seen someone like that in person, but quickly decided I didn't want anything more than to have him inside her. Definitely going to be a bit difficult for a virgin like her to receive Touma's penis inside her, because as far as she knew, it seemed clearly above average both in length and circumference. But Shokuhou wasn't afraid of the challenge. She would try as hard as necessary to become one with the man she loved. He carefully positioned himself over her and took his penis in hand to align it with her entrance. She could feel her nervousness while preparing to penetrate her, and strangely that pleased her. It reminded her that he had no more experience with this than she did. Despite the multitude of beautiful women who wanted to get close to him, he had never done this with any of them. She was the one he would have his first time with. It was perfect. She breathed deeply when she felt the tip of his penis pressing against the outer lips of her pussy. It was only to control her own excitement and anticipation of what was to come, but he interpreted it as nervousness. He paused and looked at her eyes. —Are you okay?—he asked.—Not doubting, right? She realized how much it hurt him to ask that question. She had a terrible fear of saying yes, of stopping him just on the brink of an astonishing abyss. But she didn't have anything to worry about. She wanted to give him his first time as much as he wanted to get rid of her virginity with her. —I'll be fine once you put that thing inside me—she said, smiling at him. She didn't know how effective it was, but she wanted him to see that she wasn't nervous at all. She wanted him to see how much she loved him, even if he couldn't understand why she felt that way. Whether or not he understood the depth of her feelings, he definitely understood what she wanted from him. He pushed gently forward, and Shokuhou gasped when The tip of his cock slid inside her. He groaned, obviously enjoying the sensation of being inside her as well, but stopped there and looked at her face. Although he didn't say anything, she knew he was controlling and making sure she was okay before taking it further. She knew many boys would have been so distracted by their own pleasure that they wouldn't have had the self-control to put their partner's needs first, especially on their first time with a woman. That Touma could avoid falling into that trap was another example of how well he had chosen when he fell in love with her. She smiled at him to let him know she was okay, and he nodded and pushed deeper inside her. Finally, the head of his penis hit her hymen, and he stopped again. He seemed surprised for a moment, and she wondered if he might have doubted her before when he said he had never done this with anyone else. Or maybe he was only just realizing the true importance of what he was about to do now. Go ahead, my prince, she said, speaking before he could even ask the question. Make me yours. Touma seemed stunned by her sincere plea, but that she begged him with such enthusiasm was all he needed to know she was ready. He knew what to expect; he knew there would be pain accompanying their first time. He didn't care. Misaki would endure any fleeting pain she had to suffer to create this memory that would stay with her forever. He pushed his hips back slightly before pushing forward again, piercing her hymen as he did so. Shokuhou hissed and made a face of discomfort. It wasn't the worst pain she had ever felt by any means. She might not throw herself headfirst into dangerous situations like him or Misaka, but there had been moments when she had no choice but to get her hands dirty and bleed for it. The nose. But it wasn't her preferred way of handling things, and she hated having to physically exert herself in general. The stinging pain of her torn hymen affected her more than it would have Misaka or some of the other physically capable women who were in Touma's orbit. But the pain didn't overwhelm her for long, and the reason was Touma himself. Now he showed as much consideration for her as before. He stayed perfectly still inside her and his hands supported his weight on the bed while looking at her. 'Does it hurt?' he asked. 'Let me know when you can move again. Or we can stop now if you want.' --We're not stopping--, she said quickly, which made him smile relieved. That was the last thing she would want now that they had come so far--. Just give me a second. He nodded. 'Take all the time you need', he said. He kissed her lips and then her jaw until reaching her neck. Having him show her so much affection was like a dream, and it relaxed her wonderfully and helped her overcome initial discomfort. The pain of losing her hymen faded away, and all that remained was anticipation of everything to come next. 'Please start moving', she said while extending her hand to hug him. 'I want to feel you moving inside me'. She knew Touma would have given her all the time she needed, but she couldn't hide her relief at being allowed to start having sex with her properly. Obviously, she had been holding back on what she really wanted, but now she was free to enjoy the pleasure of having sex for the first time more fully. He still controlled himself; he didn't grab her with all his might or charge at her savagely like he could have. He was careful and measured in the speed with which he pushed his hips back and slid inside her again. Shokuhou probably could have taken it a bit harder without much difficulty, but she wasn't in a hurry because of it. He might be worried about being interrupted before they could finish, but nothing could have mattered less to her than that. The whole world outside this bed had ceased to exist for her as soon as his cock entered her. Now the wave of heat, the Elements or the threat of Level 5 Railgun's fury if she surprised them with jealousy, nothing could take her out of this perfect moment. And it really was perfect. She loved feeling his weight on top of her while sliding his cock in and out of her carefully. She loved the way his face wrinkled in concentration as he absorbed everything for the first time, delighting in this new sensation just like she did. Just when she marveled at every slight touch of his cock inside her, she could almost see his mind working as he reacted to all the same things. If feeling his pussy around him while moving felt as good to him as the cock pushing slowly forward and backward inside her felt to her, Shokuhou was surprised he hadn't lost control yet. Her head spun and she already felt almost delirious thanks to how well Touma's cock felt every time it moved. It was true that part of the delirium was due to the heat, but she doubted she would have felt more lucid even with a normal temperature. Each slight movement of Touma's cock inside her provided Shokuhou with more pleasure than she had imagined, and she couldn't get enough. Her fantasies about how it would be making love with her prince hadn't captured just how incredible the reality was. Between his cock thrusts, the heat of his body on hers, his breath in her ear and the simple knowledge that he was the one on top of her, he who had taken her virginity and was making love to her just as she always wanted him to She would make Shokuhou was in heaven. It didn't hurt that it was good at that. At first she felt well, but after several minutes began to increase a little the pace and felt even better. Finally, settled into a rhythm that saw her being hit with sufficient force to make her breasts shake quite a bit from the impact of her hips against her body, and Shokuhou laughed when he saw him gaping at her. —Maybe you'd like it, eh, look closer, eh? —she offered. She pulled his head down towards her to have his face pressed against her breasts, and now, when he gave those delicious thrusts, she could feel them shaking directly against her face. She felt like a small gift, a reward for how well she was making her feel. However, it seemed to appreciate it a lot, judging by the way she moaned in her cleavage and moved her hips even faster. Shokuhou's body was more than prepared for the more intense rhythm that imposed on her now. Probably had been prepared for it since the beginning, but her sexual act approached quickly to its climax. Contrary to her previous attitude of being quite content to keep this going as long as possible, now that she felt the pleasure increasing, she found herself wanting it to happen as soon as possible. Intellectually, she could be aware that once they crossed that point, everything would have ended, and when it did, she would lose her connection with him and he would lose all memory of this and her. Her body didn't care. She had already had orgasms before, but the type of pleasure that was rising inside her now wasn't something she had ever felt in her life. It was powerful and undeniable. It was everything she had been waiting for all this time demanding that it be let out, and she was eager to do so. —Please —panted while desperately grabbing his hair—. Please, I'm so close! So close! Just a little more! He growled something Against her breasts and she felt that her hips were gaining speed. Now she was putting everything she had into her thrusts and it seemed like by doing so she lost her own ability to contain herself. She wasn't the only one who had been on the verge of losing control, and Touma's last thrusts in bed ended with him before he could get there. He groaned against her breasts and she also groaned when he started running inside her. She had been so concentrated on herself that she really hadn't thought about her release, but having his semen running inside her was a stimulating surprise. It was also enough to give her that last push she needed. With a wordless cry, she wrapped her arms around his head and almost choked him with her breasts as her body reached previously unimaginable heights. The pleasure spread throughout her body, making her tremble and twist without thinking. She couldn't believe how good it felt. She had always believed that sex with her beloved would be wonderful, but this was something more than even the most vivid fantasies she had harbored. Her vision turned white and her arms and legs clung to Touma's body as if she were clinging to him with all her might. When she finally came to, it was because someone called out from the door. She groaned discontentedly when Touma hurried away from her. He got off of her and hurriedly grabbed his bathrobe from the floor. Despite the wave of heat and sweat stuck to her skin, she suddenly felt cold without him. Another knock at the door. My queen? a female voice called out from the other side of the door. Are you there? Why is the door closed? It was Junko, the girl with braids, who might be the most devoted member of Shokuhou's clique. She wasn't the worst person she could see her in bed with Kamijou, but she wasn't far from it. Instead of getting angry like Misaka, she would simply feel despondent at finding her queen in bed with a man. —Yes, Hokaze —called—. I'm here. I've been keeping company with our special guest and locked the door with a key so we won't be disturbed. —I'd love to relieve you now, my queen! —declared Junko—. You deserve a rest. —More than you can imagine —murmured Shokuhou in a low voice. Not used to physical effort; she had no athletic ability in her body and relied on the members of her group to do practically all the physical work. Her body had exercised more than usual while sharing the bed with Touma, and she knew that her muscles would remember it for quite some time. However, it was worth it. All she had to do was think about the pleasure she had just given him and look aside to take a glance at her back while putting on her underwear again, to remind herself that she would happily work her poor muscles as hard as necessary to be able to share herself with the one she loved in that way. It had been a perfect day. Less perfect was the reality that he would forget her completely and what they had just done in seconds. If she left his sight at that moment and returned two minutes later, he would look at her like a stranger again. She would hate the lack of recognition on his face when she saw it as much as she always had. But she wasn't going to let that stop her. At that moment, she made a silent promise to herself: never to give up hoping that he could achieve another miracle and find a way to remember her and create new and lasting memories with her. But even if that never happened, she wouldn't be intimidated. She would continue searching for him and showing him how much she loved him, even if she had to show it to him again every time she saw him. —I think Kamijou-san needs to rest —said while wiping herself. She looked at her swimsuit and smiled remembering her decision previous. He threw it to him, he caught it and looked at her confused—. Ah, and could you bring me a spare swimsuit, Hokaze? I spilled water on mine. —Take that with you when you leave —she whispered once Junko was gone, giving him a last kiss—. Something to remind me.
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