Nope, taking the cute girl to bed sounds fine

Kevin was more than happy to comply with the request of the cute Asian girl desperately clinging to him as he continued to massage her through her shorts. Without ceasing his ministrations, he bounded up the few remaining stairs, down the hall, and into his room.

Reaching his bed, he leaned down to passionately kiss his girlfriend as he slowly lowered her onto the mattress, still teasingly rubbing her through her thin shorts. Hana didn't immediately let go of him, keeping her arms and legs wrapped around him and grinding her crotch desperately against his hand as she moaned into the kiss.

Eventually, Hana loosened her grip and Kevin pulled away, the two stealing a few more heated kisses as they parted. Finally standing back, Kevin looked down at the lithe Asian girl squirming on his bed as he ran his fingers in circles over the growing damp spot on her shorts.

It was a beautiful sight. To him, the most beautiful in the world, but he was aware he might have some bias. Still, he was fairly sure most straight guys would have a difficult time not getting hard at the sight of the disheveled beauty lying before him.

Hana's blue-dyed hair was splayed out beneath her, creating a striking contrast with his dark comforter and her over-sized geeky black t-shirt. The alternative girl's squirming had twisted said shirt around her, causing it to clearly outline her svelte form and modest chest, her erect nipples tenting the fabric. Her pale legs jutted out from the bottom of the shirt, delicate feet clenched in pleasure.

Letting out an involuntary moan, Hana locked eyes with Kevin and grinned, "I'm pretty sure you've ruined these shorts. Think maybe you can peel 'em off, so we can get to the fun part?"

Kevin switched from rubbing the wet spot on his girlfriend's shorts to running his knuckles over it, rewarded with another moan. "I don't know, I think this is pretty fun," he replied teasingly.

Hana clenched her eyes shut and shuddered, then gazed up at Kevin with a hungry look that promised wonderful things. "I promise I can come up with a few things you'll enjoy more," she purred, grabbing his wrist and stilling his hand."

Grinning down at the petite Asian girl, Kevin leaned down and kissed her. Pulling back, he said, "I'm looking forward to it, but first I wanna finish this up." Easily pulling his hand free from her grip, he grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed, eliciting a surprised yelp. Hooking his fingers into the waist of her soaked shorts, he pulled them down the length of her smooth legs and tossed them behind him.

Pushing Hana's shirt up to her stomach, Kevin got his first look at her pussy. It was as beautiful as she was; a neatly trimmed triangle of black hair which pointed down to a pair of somewhat dusky lips that contrasted wonderfully with her pale skin, the whole area swollen and glistening with the fluids he'd been rubbing into it. Reaching down, Kevin spread her open with his left hand, revealing the Asian girl's pink center and dripping entrance.

Licking his fingers for extra lubrication, he lowered his right hand and smoothly inserted two of them, experimentally pumping the digits into his adopted sister. He was rewarded with a series of gasping moans from Hana as her walls clinched down around his fingers.

"Okay," she managed between gasps, "finishing sounds good."

Determined to push the pale girl past the brink, Kevin increased his pace. He looked up from her flower to find his girlfriend squirming on the bed and clutching the comforter, as her freely flowing fluids splashed around his hand and made a lewd squelching sound.

Pulling his fingers out, Kevin decided to take a taste and sucked Hana's juices off his digits. The flavor was unlike anything he'd ever tasted before, sour and a bit coppery. He loved it. Returning his hand to his lover's entrance, Kevin inserted three fingers this time and began to work them even harder than before.

Hana shuddered in response, rasping out, "J-just a little more. Rub my clit."

Obediently, Kevin moved his left hand up to her most sensitive spot and began vigorously rubbing it, while his right continued its frantic thrusts. The effect was immediate, her pussy beginning to spasm around his fingers as her hips lifted off the bed.

"Yes! Yeees! Oh, fuck yes!" Hana cried, locking her eyes onto Kevin's. Weakly grabbing his shirt, she firmly demanded, "Fucking kiss me, damn it."

Continuing his two-pronged **** on her pussy, Kevin hurriedly leaned down and locked lips with the petite girl writhing beneath him. The kiss was heated and **** and sloppy, repeatedly broken up by Hana's moans and pants, but somehow still intimate. Despite everything else going on — Kevin's aggressive attempts to get his girlfriend off, her out of control body thrashing against him, the almost painful erection all of it was giving him — there was a deep emotional bond between him and his partner.

Kevin had never even imagined such a connection before, and certainly not that he would experience it while roughly fingering a girl. It was like the spark he'd felt when they first kissed, but multiplied. If this was what it felt like simply getting her off, he couldn't wait to see what it was like when they were truly connected.

A loud wordless cry from Hana, accompanied by her already tight pussy clamping down around his fingers, brought Kevin back to the moment. Gently recapturing her lips, he slowly withdrew his fingers from his girlfriend while continuing to tenderly massage her swollen clit.

They lay like that for a few minutes, lazily making out as Hana trembled through the aftershocks of her orgasm, extended by Kevin's ministrations between her legs. When her body finally stopped shaking, the blue-haired girl moved her small hands to Kevin's chest and pushed him back. Grinning, she looking up into his hazel eyes and said, "Well, we're definitely doing that on a regular basis from now on."

Rolling off his girlfriend, Kevin propped himself up on his side next to her. Smirking at the petite Asian beauty, he chuckled and replied, "I think that can be arranged."

Moving to sit on the edge of the bed, Hana said, "I've got to admit, I'm not crazy about how many girls you've been with, but I'm definitely enjoying the fringe benefits." It was small, but there was an uncharacteristic note of insecurity in the alternative girl's voice.

Kevin wanted to tell her that he'd only been with one other woman, well two if you counted face fucking not-Jessica, but that would entail either letting her in on everything or some overly complex wish, and neither of those seemed like a good idea. Instead, he sat up next to Hana and reached his hand over to cup her chin. Guiding her to face him, he said, "That was nothing like anything I've done before. I don't know if it's because we're so similar or if it's something stupid like fate, but I feel a connection with you that I've never felt with anyone else, and being with you only amplifies it."

Hana blushed and turned to look forward. "God, you're such a dork," she said affectionately, a small smile on her face. "I know what you mean though. It felt good to get off, but I was cumming from more than just your fingers."

Before Kevin could respond, his adopted sister moved her hand to rest on his still painfully hard denim-encased monster, causing it to twitch in anticipation. In a more sultry voice, she added, "Speaking of getting off, I think I owe you a little reciprocal attention."