Those tights need to go

Yamai's eyes were dragged back to the glimpse of Komi's bare skin in the hole in her tights, and couldn't stop herself from licking her lips.

"Ohmygosh Komi! I just noticed there's a hole in your tights!"

At this the other girl did actually look down, and even seemed sightly surprised at the hole. But her dark eyes widened in panic as Yamai barrelled on, reaching down again and hooking her hands into the waistband of her tights.

"Don't worry! I'll help you take them off, I'm sure there are some spares in my bag..."

Yamai babbled on as she gave the tights a hard yank, tearing the hole open even wider but finding the fabric stuck underneath the tall girl as she tried to tug it under her ass.

Huffing in barely concealed impatience and her heart hammering a mile a minute, she yanked hard on the tights, tearing them down the middle and off her butt, but dragging Komi forward on her chair until she was barely on the edge, revealing the tender flesh of a perfect heart shaped ass squishing against the wooden seat. Yamai was still nestled in between the girl's slender legs, and could finally drag both halves of her tights down each thigh like a ragged stocking.

Yamai was stuck staring at her handiwork as she realised what position she'd just arranged Komi into. The gorgeous girl was now sitting with her butt forward in her chair almost slumping back, if someone as proper as Komi could ever be said to slump. Her knees were splayed out either side of Yamai and the ragged remains is hey tights were bunching up over her school shoes. Her panty clad pussy was pressed forwards, a faint outline of her lips visible, and framed by the curve of her bare thighs.

On anyone else, it would have been an obscene position, but Komi still managed to look regal. The beauty was breathing slightly faster now though, her chest rising and falling with a faint tremble.

Yamai felt like she might cum just from the sight, but while Komi was proving to be bolder than she had ever dreamed possible, Yamai was not quite ready to show off her body like that.

Komi clearly was however, at least when in order to properly demonstrate their love and commitment to each other.

Staring into the white cotton folds, Yamai couldn't resist trailing a finger down the center, causing a visible shudder to run down Komi's body, and drool to leak down Yamai's mouth as she was unable to prevent a lewd grin.

Yamai pressed her hand against the other girl's underwear and gave it several smooth, deliberate strokes, enjoying the way she twitched with each motion, still in awe Komi was letting her do this.

They were dating now, and communication was an important part of any relationship, they both knew that. So she could rely on Komi to tell her if she went too far.

And, well, she wasn't exactly going to ask Komi if she should stop now was she?

Although perhaps... It might have just been because they were now dating, and that special connection gave her a new insight into the hard to read girl, but there a something sightly different this time. A slight tenseness to her expression or the way get eyes were now darting to the side ...