Nope, just the opposite

Yamai paused in her caress of her girlfriend when she noticed a sudden dampness under her touch, and gasped in realisation. Komi's increasing agitation was nothing to do with timidness or being uncomfortable. It was because she was getting aroused!

Gazing reverently up into her face, Yamai picked up her pace again and continued rubbing at Komi's panties. That she'd managed to make Komi feel even a smidgen of physical pleasure was like a **** to the obsessed girl. To make a goddess feel pleasure was to have a touch of the divine yourself! The increasingly visible arousal was like Komi had screamed her love for Yamai out to the whole class.

Speaking of the class, Yamai had almost forgotten they were there. She was sure she'd caused enough of a disturbance to have attracted the attention of everyone, but a quick glance around showed there were a few stares but not the clamouring she would have expected. Clearly they new their place. Fortunately she was still mostly hidden behind the desk, so only Tadano and Satou sat either side would have a good angle of anything, and Satou was mostly just side eying them.

Tadano on the other hand… that worm was openly staring at Komi, cheeks bright red and an uncomfortable expression on his gormless face as he shifted in place. She knew the fool was in love with Komi, but didn't hold it against him as to be honest it would be easier to fine someone who wasn't in love with their paragon of virtue. What still baffled her was that her previous Komi seemed to actually tolerate his presence on a regular basis. Even now she still didn't really get it, and just couldn't stand how often they could be seen together. That would obviously change now that they were an item, and Komi would spend all her available time with her beloved.

Yamai glanced back to Komi, whose hands were clasped over her mouth now as she seemed frozen in place. With ecstasy she was sure. But then Komi's eyes flicked to the side again, and she realised with a surge of ugly anger that she was continuously glancing at Tadano. Even now, while the two of them were baptising their love Tadano was still distracting her.

She waited until that piece of shit caught her eye, then beamed at him as she wrenched Komi's Komi's cotton white panties up as high as they would go, causing her to let out a barely audible yelp as she was wedgied the fabric getting lost in the folds of moist pussy and exposing her lips to the audience. Tadano's eyes got even wider, and Yamai continued locking her gaze with him as the panties stretched and tore clean off in her hands. Better he learn his place now, she thought as she stuffed the underwear into her pocket and turned back to her prize.

Komi's bare pussy was now on display, and she drank the sight in for a moment. It was a perfect smooth slit, folds barely visible and the faintest dark fuzz visible at the top. Giving its velvety depths a few quick strokes with her, she was delighted to confirm it was already slick with desire, and wasting no more time she grasped the other girl's thighs in each hand to **** them even further apart and dove in face first once more.

There was no comparison to before when there were two layers of clothing in between her and Komi's supple flesh. It was like comparing shrink wrapped pizza to the real thing. Her tongue flickered out and she moaned at the sweet-salty taste of her love as she began to eat out Komi's pussy. Slow steady licks at first as she got used to the sensation, but she soon picked up the pace, making wandering exploration or stretching her tongue frantically in and out of the other long haired beauty.

Every now and then she checked looked up at Komi whose normally pale skin was now flushed with bright red patches, and her breathing was getting laboured. She was only barely squirming in her seat at having her most intimate area enthusiastically tended to by her classmate, and she still looked down at her with that cool unflappable expression that drove Yamai wild. Clearly it would take more than this to break a goddesses composure. And clearly she wasn't satisfied that the message had been driven home to everyone else yet.

Yamai's own panties were already soaked and dripping, and without consciously deciding it she moved one of her hands down to between her own legs to start rubbing herself. The other slid up Komi's silky thighs to cup her pussy, and she took a moment to spread the folds of the tall girl's pussy apart with her fingers revealing the tender pink flesh beneath, now glistening wet.

In and out, in and out, Yamai worked herself into a rhythm as she pleasured her girlfriend and herself in the middle of the classroom, until finally she felt she felt Komi's pussy start to convulse around her tongue and the girl was actually making shocked sounding mewling noises as they rocked back and forth together.

And then Komi's entire body gave a deep shudder, and Yamai allowed herself to give into the climax that had been ready to go almost since she'd understood what Komi had wanted her to do, and the pair of girls came almost simultaneously, one prostrated on her knees with her ass in the air, twitching as she collapsed into the dark haired girl's crotch; the other whose eyes rolled to the back of her head as pleasure ripped through her body leaving ecstasy in its wake.

Komi knew she must have felt this sensation before as this kind of thing was really ordinary (though she couldn't remember any other times right now for some reason), but it felt like this was the first time she'd experienced it somehow. But these thoughts were distant to the orgasm thrumming through her, strong enough to even briefly banish the paralysing embarrassment she had spent the last chunk of class in, as ordinary as that was too.