A merciful one (romantic route)

"You said you'd do anything.", you taunt her, "I could make you so a strip show right now."

"Please don't.", she begs.

"There's one other option."

"And that is?"

"You saw my kitty, I get to touch yours."

She's not a fan of letting basically a complete stranger touch her in her most intimate zone, but it's better than the alternative. She sighs and whispers "Okay fine, you can touch it. Then we're even, right?"

"Yeah.

She unzips her pants as quietly as she can and nods for you to proceed with groping her most private of places. You don't have to be asked twice. You plunge your hands down under the waistband of her pink panties and find her buried treasure. You feel just a little bit of pubic hair. She does a good job trimming it to a length that feels nice to the touch and keeping the landing strip neat and orderly. She puts so much work into it she really should be showing it off.

Your fingers continue to explore her at a leisurely pace. You discover her pussy cheeks. Yup, this confirms she spends loads of time on grooming and hygiene. Not a hair follicle to be found. Such a waste that this girl isn't walking around town at least bottomless everyday. Covering this up is a sin. Maybe you can convert her into your ways yet. You'll have to at least try.

Before you continue, to your ultimate goal, you ask this girl what her name is. You need to attach an identity to the pussy you're getting intimately acquainted with.

"Vicky.", she says.

"I like that name", you reply to her while caressing her completely hairless pussy lips with your fingernails and fingertips. As you continue to do so, you feel something wet. Ah, there we go. Good girl! You get your fingers to her now very sensitive vaginal opening and make sure to get the fluids all over your fingers.

Her breath catches in her throat as you hover near her entrance. She protests "Okay, you got to touch it. You got to touch it for a long time."

"I know. I purposely didn't specify how long I'd be touching it for." you say as you keep dipping your fingers in her juices and spreading them all over her girl parts. You caress the edges of her hole, you caress her labia and then you caress the hood of her clitoris and makes her softly vocalize her pleasure with an audible puff of air from the back of her throat. It's difficult to get your fingers into her vagina from this position, so you'll manipulate her love button to bring her to orgasm. The students sitting across from you notice what the two of you are doing right in front of them but you shoosh them so they don't spoil Vicky's impending climax. As you slide your finger in circles on her hood and brush the clitoris itself once in a while, she closes her eyes and starts breathing heavier. The students across from you are about to see something great. You edge her closer and closer until one more circle sends her over the edge and she starts shaking and breathes out in short, audible bursts. You let the students watching see her O face and afterglow for a bit, then, you motion your eyes to make them look away. When they don't, you glare at them and they finally do as your body language tells them to do. You don't want Vicky getting self-conscious now. This could be a key moment in turning her over to the dark side with you. You want her to decide that she wants an audience. And starting with a public orgasm as opposed to the usual nip slip might be too much for her.

After her orgasm, you pull out your hand from her panties. She instinctively puts her head on your upper chest and cuddles with you and you wrap your arms around her as she sleeps in your arms. Is this what boys experience when they have a girlfriend? Man, you're jealous. You need a girlfriend like now. But you also like being the girlfriend and falling asleep in someone else's arms. While obviously impossible, you wish you could do both at the same time somehow.

You arrive at school and you are sad that you have to relinquish this intimate moment with Vicky. You wake her up. She is startled and she feels back from you, being very confused in the moment. She apologizes "Sorry, I didn't mean to be mean or anything. I've just got a lot of thoughts in my head right now."

You take on an understanding tone "It's okay. Have fun at school today."

"Okay, you too." she replies.

You both head off to your respective classes. You can now focus on your original plan of losing all these unnecessary clothes.