First Handjob Went Wrong

It was the end of another long school day, and as I made my way to my locker, my mind wandered to the events of the day. The usual antics of Takagi-san danced through my head, her mischievous grin and playful teasing leaving a lasting impression on me. As I reached for the combination lock, my fingers fumbled, and I couldn't help but wonder if she would notice. Suddenly, I felt a warm, soft hand on my shoulder.

I turned around to see her standing there, a small smile playing on her lips. "Need some help with that?" she asked, her voice soft and gentle. My heart skipped a beat as I nodded gratefully. She stepped closer, her body almost touching mine, and guided my hands to the lock. Her breath tickled my ear as she whispered, "Here, let me show you how it's done."

Her fingers moved with surprising ease, manipulating the lock with a grace that belied her years. In no time, the lock clicked open, and I felt a thrill of excitement course through me. "Thank you, Takagi-san," I breathed, turning to face her.

But she didn't seem satisfied. Instead, her eyes drifted downward, and I felt my cheeks flush as I realized what she was looking at. My pants were tenting in a rather conspicuous manner, and I could tell that she had noticed. Her face broke into a playful grin, and she let out a soft giggle. "Aww, Nishikata-kun," she teased, "are you excited to see me?"

I couldn't help but blush even harder. "T-that's not what I meant," I stammered.

She stepped closer still, her face just inches from mine. "Oh, really?" she teased, her voice barely above a whisper. "Then what were you excited about?" And before I could think of a reply, she reached down and slowly unbuttoned my pants. I gasped, feeling a mixture of shock and arousal wash over me.

Her hands moved deftly, sliding my pants and boxers down my hips, revealing my small, tenting member. Her eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, I thought she might be impressed. But then her expression changed, and she let out a soft laugh. "Awww, Nishikata-kun," she said, her voice tinged with amusement. "You're so cute!"

I felt a mixture of embarrassment and anger wash over me. "You think that's funny?" I snapped.

She tilted her head to the side, her expression still amused. "Well, I didn't expect you to be this small," she admitted. "I mean, you're like a kid or something." Her gaze wandered down to my crotch again, and I felt a fresh wave of embarrassment wash over me. "Here, let me show you something," she said, reaching into her own uniform.

I watched in shock as she pulled out her tiny, perfectly shaped hand, her long, delicate fingers splayed wide. "You can't even touch it all at once," she giggled, circling my penis with her finger. "It's like trying to hug a toothpick."

The more she teased, the more I wanted to lash out at her. But I couldn't deny the strange thrill that ran through me as she touched me. I felt a mix of anger and embarrassment, desire and humiliation. "You're enjoying this," she said, reading my expression. "You like it when I tease you."

I couldn't believe what she was saying. "No, I don't," I insisted, trying to hide my growing arousal.

She leaned in closer, her breath tickling my ear. "Oh, don't be so modest," she whispered. "I can tell you're enjoying this." She ran her finger over my exposed flesh again, her touch sending a shiver down my spine. "Besides, it's not like you're going to tell anyone, right?"

I felt a surge of anger and embarrassment at her words. "I don't know what you think you're doing," I managed to say through gritted teeth. "But you're making a big mistake."

But even as I spoke, I couldn't deny the throbbing sensation in my groin. She leaned in closer still, her warm breath on my neck. "Oh, I think I know exactly what I'm doing," she whispered, her fingers continuing to tease and stroke my skin. "And I think you like it, too."

Her words stung, but they also ignited a fire within me. Anger and humiliation battled with the growing desire that she seemed to effortlessly evoke. I could feel my body tensing, my breath coming faster. "You're wrong," I managed to **** out. "Just stop."

She laughed softly, her fingers still dancing across my skin. "Oh, but I'm not wrong," she purred. "You're so close, aren't you? Just let go, Nishikata-kun. Give in to it." And with those words, I felt my control slipping away.

I cummed and she laughed at me . It was the most humiliating thing that had ever happened to me. She wiped her hand off on my pants, then pushed me back roughly, causing me to stumble and fall onto the bed. "There you go," she said, her voice cold and mocking. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

I felt a hot flush of anger course through me, and I struggled to sit up. "You're pathetic," I spat at her. "You're just trying to make me look bad."

She laughed, a cold, mocking sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Oh, Nishikata-kun," she drawled. "You're so dramatic. I was just having a little fun. You should learn to relax and enjoy yourself more." While wiggling her pinky finger

at me, she sauntered out of the room, leaving me alone with my humiliation.