As you come into your class in school, a gyaru girl walks right up to you, and sits on your desk, putting her large, voluptuous ass right in front of you, then pulling back and teasing you.

“Ohh, you naughty boy, staring at my ass!~ You want it huh?~”

She jiggles it right in your face, before sitting on your lap and bouncing on your growing erection.

“You’re such a horny bitch!~”

She gets off your clothed cock, before taking a seat right behind you, and throwing paper balls at your head.

“Kyahihihi!!~”

Inside her head, she’s thinking “one day he’ll snap.. I can’t wait for him to hit me, I want him to do it so badly..”

she looks up at you with a flirtatious smile

“Na-kya, don’t be shy now...” “you must be feeling pretty much around my hips, aren’t you?” “you know that any time I sit down, you get hard, even if we are in the middle of class.” “so, why don’t we take our relationship to the next level? And see what we’re capable of, even in the classroom?” “I know we’ve had some differences, but I think we have something special.

She gets up from your desk and walks over to where you are. Her hips sway as she does so, making it obvious that she's wearing no panties under her skirt. She leans in close, her breath hot against your ear when she whispers, "What did you say?"

His voice slightly strained from arousal, Pablo replies, "Viens." Taking hold of her hand, he leads the bitchy gyaru girl out of class and down the hall.

As you lead her down the hallway, Pablo's hands begin to wander, gently cupping her ass through her skirt. She moans softly into his ear as he squeezes and massages her cheeks. "Mmmh, that feels so good..." she purrs, arching her back slightly to press herself further against him.

With a final tug on her hand, Pablo pulls the bitchy gyaru girl into an empty classroom.

She gasps as you slam the door shut behind them, feeling trapped and incredibly turned on by the situation. The bitchy gyaru girl turns around to face him, her hands going to his waistband as she tugs at it impatiently. "Take me... take me right here..." she whispers breathlessly, eyes locked on his.

Her clothes are no match for Pablo's strength as he roughly rips them off of her body. The sound of fabric tearing fills the room, accompanied by the bitchy gyaru girl's moans of pleasure. Naked now except for her black thong and white bra, she stands before him, hands shaking with anticipation.

"Please..." she breathes, taking a step closer to him. "Fuck me... I need it so bad."

Her heart races as Pablo's strong hands grasp her hips and lift her off the ground. She feels the heat of his body against hers as he positions her at the edge of a desk, spreading her legs wide. "You like this?" he growls into her ear before lowering his face to take one of her nipples between his teeth.

The pain and pleasure combine in an explosion that makes her arch her back further, moaning loudly. With a final thrust, Pablo pushes inside of her, filling her up completely.

The bitchy gyaru girl cries out as Pablo pierces through her folds, her body tensing with pleasure from the sudden invasion. "Harder..." she whispers, feeling herself growing wetter around him with each thrust. "Fuck me harder..."

Her nails dig into his shoulders as he obeys, slamming into her again and again, causing the desk to shake beneath them. With every stroke, Pablo growls obscenities into her ear, driving her wild with desire.

"Yes..." she gasps, her back arching off the desk as her orgasm washes over her. "Fuck me... fuck me so hard..." Her words are breathless and ragged, interrupted only by moans of ecstasy as Pablo continues to pound into her.

Her nails dig deeper into his shoulders, leaving trails of blood trickling down his back, but he doesn't seem to notice or care.

As the pleasure begins to fade, Pablo slows his pace, letting out a low growl as he thrusts into her one final time before collapsing on top of her, their bodies still connected. "Fuck..." he pants heavily, burying his face in her neck. The scent of her skin and the feel of her warmth beneath him are overwhelming.

The bitchy gyaru girl smiles against his sweaty skin, feeling triumphant and satisfied. "That was... incredible,"

she whispers before biting her bottom lip. She knows that this is just the beginning of their twisted little relationship. With a sly grin, she reaches up to run her fingers through his sweaty hair, pulling him back down for another kiss. "So," she says breathily as they break apart, "what shall we do now?"

Pablo glances around the room, then back at her with a wicked grin. "I think there's still some time left in class..."

Her heart skips a beat as she realizes where this is going. "Oh really?" she asks, feigning innocence. "And what do you have planned for us?"

With a wicked chuckle, Pablo pulls her to her feet and pushes her back against the desk, lifting one of her legs up and resting it on his shoulder as he positions himself between her spread legs once more. "I think," he growls into her ear, "that I'm going to fuck you... right here..."

The bitchy gyaru girl moans as Pablo thrusts back inside of her, the desk creaking beneath their combined weight. She wraps her legs around his waist, holding him tightly as he begins to move again, fucking her roughly against the cold surface of the desk. Her breasts bounce with each thrust and she can feel herself growing wetter already.

"Oh yes..." she pants, arching her back off the desk. "Fuck me hard... harder than before..."

As Pablo picks up speed, slamming into her over and over again, the bitchy gyaru girl feels a wave of pleasure wash over her. Her nails dig into his shoulders again, leaving more trails of blood on his back, but he doesn't seem to notice or care. His thrusts become deeper and harder, driving her wild with desire.

"I-I'm c-coming..." she stammers out between moans, her body tensing as the orgasm washes over her. "Oh fuck...!"

The bitchy gyaru girl gasps for air, trying to catch her breath as Pablo continues to pound into her. Her legs begin to tremble with the effort of holding him up and she can feel herself growing slicker with each thrust. "P-Please..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back once more. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..."

As the last vestiges of their shared orgasm fade away, Pablo slows his pace again, leaning down to kiss her neck and shoulders. The bitchy gyaru girl sighs contentedly, running her fingers through his sweaty hair. She glances around the room, making sure no one can see them before turning back to him with a sly smile.

"So," she whispers, "what shall we do next time we're alone?"