Senior Year Memories Ch. 14

There were a couple new carvings, but the one in huge letters and surrounded by little hearts that was impossible to ignore simply said, 'SWEAR TO GOD, RYAN COLLINS HAS, LIKE, A HUGE COCK!!'

Swelling with pride at now being a part of Regan Hills High School history, I whispered, "Thank you, Brooke."

For the sounds of intense exertion at the room's north end, I knew I wasn't alone.

Though only about seven feet high, the climbing wall the school installed three years ago ran the entire length of the north wall. On it, Noa Kanzaki traversed the horizontal distance with the ease and speed of someone walking swiftly. 5'6" and made of lean, but not bulky, muscle, Noa attacked the wall with the intensity she attacked everything in life with. Her black sports bra and matching, loose, basketball shorts were as purposeful and comfortable as her short, choppy black hair, currently tied back with a hair band. She wasn't beautiful in a traditional sense, but did have a slight, unexpected prettiness that was brought out by her intensity.

"You can come closer if you want, Ryan, I'm not going to bite you," Noa said without looking at me.

"How'd you know it was me?" I asked, slowly approaching her.

"Because I invited you here, and you're one of the few people who approach the gym smart enough to find me," Noa said.

"Oh, uh, thanks," I said.

"You're welcome," she said, reaching the end of the wall. She cursed under her breath, then began traversing back in the opposite direction.

I wanted to ask her right away about the picture and then get out of here, but figuring that wouldn't work, and somewhat transfixed by how tight her ass was even in those loose shorts, I said, "You're really good at that."

"Though I thank you for your compliment, I'm not training to be good. I'm training to be the best, and it is impossible to be the best with this school's shitty equipment!" Noa growled, almost falling when one of the handholds, poorly screwed in, twisted in her hand. She recovered, but her mood didn't.

"I need a real gym, one with serious climbing equipment," she muttered.

"Oh. I'm sorry," I said, for lack of anything better. "Training for what?"

"Ninja Warrior, of course," Noa said.

"Of course," I replied. I meant it as a joke of ignorance, but seeing her skill I knew she'd be a natural for Ninja Warrior's intense obstacle courses and pushing human endurance to its very limits.

"My body is a finely honed machine of many disciplines, of speed and balance and upper body strength. My height may act against me, but my spirit won't," Noa said, stretching across a particularly wide gap and finding her footing.

"I don't doubt that," I said. It was almost hypnotic, watching the ease with which she climbed across the room, a task that would've had me on the floor about five or six times already.

"You shouldn't," she replied.

"If you're ever in a spot where you're not climbing, I should really interview you for the paper sometime. I don't think we've ever interviewed an aspiring Ninja Warrior before," I said. If there was part of me that wanted to butter up, the rest of me meant what I said. It sounded like it would make an interesting interview, and I was sure Nadia and the rest of the school would find it fascinating.

"Despite my best efforts, there is much of my life where I am not climbing, so that should prove a simple task for you. But let's stop dancing around the main issue and get to the real meat of why you're here tonight?" Noa suggested.

With all the games I'd been through lately, I liked her direct approach.

"Fine," I said. "I wanted to ask you about-"

"I know what you wanted to ask me about, I just want the pleasantries to be finished," she said, reaching the end of the wall. Again, she cursed, and though it looked like she was considering doubling back, she jumped off the wall. Bending down, she pulled a bottle of water and a towel from the gym's dark corner, putting the towel around her sweaty neck and taking a long set of gulps off the bottle. She bent the bottle to me in offering afterward, but I declined.

"Sit and talk with me," Noa said, sitting on one of the gym mats beneath the rock wall, stretching. I did as she said, sitting opposite her and wanting to make nice, reminding myself that I was here to get information on Sam so I could satisfy Rachel's and my curiosity, not so I could watch a hot, toned Japanese girl flex. Her muscles were impressive, maybe even a little intimidating given her small stature, and glistening with sweat. Despite my intentions for the night, it was difficult not getting a little hard while watching her.

"I don't talk with many people, so I'm sorry if I'm not very good at this," Noa said without any hint of nervousness.

"Oh, that's okay. I just wanted to ask you about-"

"The pictures, I know, and I'm not going to answer that."

"What?"

"I won't answer that yet," she said, emphasizing the last word.

I grumbled, frustrated, "But you said-"

"I said I'd meet you here, but I didn't say I'd answer your questions. For your peace of mind, though, I will tell you that I intend to answer that question when the time is right," Noa said.

"When will the time be right?" I asked, fighting back the growing feeling of desperation for an answer.

"When you answer the other question you came here to ask me tonight," Noa said. A small smile formed at the corners of her stern lips, but it didn't break out into a full grin. I got the impression she didn't smile in front of others easily.

Fine. I'd play her game if I had to.

"Why did you flash me on Halloween?" I asked.

Noa's smile widened, slightly. "I think you know why I flashed you on Halloween. I want to hear you say it out loud."

"I don't know," I said.

"You don't know?" she repeated.

"No, I don't!"

"Oh, come on, you can do better than that!" Noa shot back, like a drill sergeant.

"I don't know you! I don't know if you go around flashing everyone or-"

"You saw the carvings on the wall. You looked at them long and hard and don't tell me you didn't see your name there," Noa challenged. "Now tell me, with complete seriousness, that you have no idea why I flashed you."

"Oh," I said. "I mean, I suspected-"

"You suspected right," Noa said. "I'm busy almost all the time. If I'm not at school, or doing homework, or in training, or helping Dad out in his restaurant... well, I'm not doing anything else, because those are all what occupy my time. There have been guys who've been interested in me, but I'm not here to fulfill their sick anime fantasies."

"Shit... I'm sorry," I said. I wouldn't have looked to her first for a fantasy like that, but I knew plenty of guys out there who wouldn't be past pulling shit like that.

"You've got nothing to be sorry about. That's their problem, not yours. But... they've got their fantasies, and I've mine. I'd really like to not be a virgin anymore, and I'd like it to be done with a guy who knows what he's doing because I can't deal with the bullshit of two virgins incompetently fumbling around. I've asked around, and somehow your name kept coming up. I flashed you to see if you were interested. While I'm a little disappointed you're here for other reasons, I'm glad that I left enough of an impression that what I did was the second thing you wanted to ask me about."

These were clearly deep, personal confessions, but she said them so plainly and without the slightest hint of hesitation that it took me aback. My mind was reeling, trying to comprehend everything she was saying. Even when I could comprehend them, they came so far out of left field that my mind had a hard time catching up.

Did I find Noa attractive? Of course.

Did I maybe entertain the idea of having sex with her earlier? Obviously.

Why was it so hard to deal with when plainly confronted by the fact that she wanted the same?

"You want to have sex with me?" I asked, aware that my cock was growing hard in my shorts.

"Yes."

"Now."

"Yes."

"Here?"

"Yes."

It wouldn't be the first time I'd had sex at school, or even this week, but still.

"And you're a virgin?"

"Is all of this so really hard to understand?" Noa said, standing up. She dropped her towel and kicked off her shoes.

"No, but..."

This was the point I could've backed out, where I could've said I was flattered but was just looking for information about the picture she took, but...

I finished, "...but you have heard I'm big, right?"

"Yeah. That was definitely part of the appeal," Noa said simply.

"And I don't want to hurt you," I said.

"First, if you're as skilled as everyone says, you'll make sure not to hurt me," Noa said, pulling off her socks. "And secondly, I've been training."

"Of course you have."

"I've saved up for a number of toys to prepare myself for sex, and though I haven't played with anything as impressive as you're said to be, I know I can take you," Noa said.

That was a lot to take in, but not nearly as much as when Noa took off her sports bra and dropped her shorts, revealing herself completely naked to me. Her B-cup tits were every bit as firm as the rest of her body, sitting high and proud with dark, pointed nipples, while her pussy was shaved, the lips already slightly swollen and moist. Her body was toned and muscular without looking too rock hard, though her abs were damned impressive.

"So, sex first, or no sex?" Noa proposed.

It was a blunt, unromantic seduction, but it worked.

"I'm good with sex," I said.

Noa's smile broadened slightly, for a fraction of a second, her tongue passing almost imperceptibly over her lips. If I wasn't mistaken, she was even shaking slightly. Since this was her first time, I didn't blame her.

"Good. So, you should probably get naked," she said as I stood up.

"I'm working on it," I said, carefully taking off my shoes and socks, then removing my shirt.

Noa eyed my body. "You should really work out more."

"I'm working on that too; you should've seen me at the beginning of the year," I said, hooking my thumbs into my shorts. "But, to paraphrase the greatest smuggler in the Outer Rim, I may not look like much, but I got it where it counts."

To back myself up, I dropped my shorts and underwear to the ground. My ten inch cock practically bounced out, rock hard. Experimentally I grabbed it, slowly jacking my cock and drawing out a bead of precum. Noa, so fearless, tried to hold her composure, but I saw her intense eyes widen, that tongue passing over her lips furtively again.

"That... is about accurate to what I've been told," Noa said. Her own hands had drifted down her body, lightly running over her abs, almost making contact with her pussy.

"I'm glad I live up to expectations," I said, closing the gap between us. I could smell her sweat and arousal, see the eager hunger and the slight fear of losing her virginity in her eyes.

"Should I... can I touch it?" she said.

"How about we start with basics. Have you ever been kissed?" I asked.

Noa shook her head. I responded, "Well, that's a good place to start."

Our bodies pressed against each other, my cock resting up against her stomach, we wrapped our arms around each other. I leaned down and kissed her on the lips, a tender, simple gesture, but one that she almost didn't know how to respond to. You could train your body for a lot of things, but kissing is just one of things you have to learn by doing. Like any challenge, once she got over the surprise she attacked it with gusto, kissing me back passionately, wanting to explore my entire mouth with her tongue. I held her back, slightly, trying to develop a good, comfortable pace, and once she understood what was happening Noa adjusted to match me. It didn't take a lot of fumbling for us to be making out pretty nicely.

That first step accomplished, I started to explore her body with my hands, running them down her muscular back to her tight ass, grazing them up her sides and tracing them over her breasts. She shivered when I flicked her nipples with my thumbs, rolling them between my fingers. Not only did it make her moan into my mouth, but it seemed to make her nipples even harder.

Noa explored my body similarly, but she had mostly one goal in mind. Her hands settled on my cock, trying to wrap around it but failing. She grasped it, ran them up and down, spreading precum all over the head before running back down, cupping my balls. For her strength and inexperience, she was surprisingly gentle, enough that she wasn't the only one shivering.

If she wanted to touch my cock, well, two could play that game. I dropped a hand down between her legs, my fingers experimentally dancing around the folds of her sex. If she was moist before, all it took was a little work on her clit between my fore and middle fingers for her to get completely wet, even straight up soaked. Her moans took on a higher pitch as I explored her folds deeper and deeper, but once I stuck my middle finger deep inside, she jolted against me, a single deep moan taking her. Noa may have been training for sex, but she was still incredibly tight. This would be interesting.

As if seized by an idea, Noa let go of my cock and grabbed me by the shoulders, pushing me forcefully to my knees.

"I've heard you have a certain specialty besides what you pack," she said.

"Oh?" I responded, wanting her to say it.

"Yes. I want you to eat my pussy. Now," Noa demanded.

I eyed her pussy, licking my own lips. She smelled delicious, and there was nothing I would've liked more than to eat her out.

"You should probably lie down, then," I said, motioning for the mats we were on.

"I can take it standing up. I've given myself many orgasms before," she said.

"I understand that, but if you haven't had one with someone else before, the first time can take you off guard. It might be more powerful than you're used to," I warned.

"If that's a challenge, then I'll definitely take this standing," Noa said, no doubt enjoying the sight of me on my knees in front of her.

"Well, don't say I didn't warn you," I said, crawling between her legs. She parted them for me slightly, further spreading her already engorged pussy lips. Damn, she smelled good. I leaned in slowly, savoring what I could see of her in the limited light, loving the smell and wanting the taste on my tongue.

I stretched out my tongue a little at a time, lightly running it over the surfaces of her inner thighs, of the soft flesh around her labia.

"That's nice, fuck, that's nice," Noa said, running her hands through my hair. "But stop fucking teasing me, Ryan, and eat my goddamn pussy."

If that was how she wanted it, fine. I dove in, grabbing her ass and pulling my face into her pussy. I kissed and suckled, licking and running my tongue experimentally through her folds. I knew she knew what she wanted, but if she'd never really fooled around with anyone else before, I wanted to make her first time memorable and good. I paid close attention to the spots that got the best reactions and worked harder at them. She really liked it when I thrust my tongue deeply into her pussy and explored, so I added a couple fingers to the mix, thrusting them in and out of her slowly, curling them toward where her G-spot should be.

All of this got a good reaction, but what I found about Noa was that she had one of the most sensitive clits I'd ever encountered. A faint breath across it sent her groaning, a light graze shuddering, but when I applied my lips to it, suckling lightly while running my tongue over it in circles, she might as well have taken off like a rocket.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, that's, that's something else, god, that's good, keep going like that, right there, fuck, fuck, fuck, god that's good, keep eating my pussy like that, right there," she moaned. Noa's voice, usually so forceful, was getting higher and higher with every word, her body tensing and tightening as I brought her closer and closer.

I wasn't trying to take her off of her feet, but if she was going to make this into a challenge, I accepted it as one, sucking and licking her clit hard and fingerfucking her harder. She may have thought she could handle an orgasm, but when I had every intention of giving her the strongest orgasm she'd ever had, I realized she may not have been the most competitive person in this room.

Well, okay, she still probably was, but I was catching up.

"Yes, yes, yes, you got it, right there, god, soon, soon, there, fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck I'M CUMMING, GODDAMN MOTHERFUCKER I'M CUMMING, GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDD!!" Noa roared. Her body was seized as if by great impact, her juices almost gushing out over my chin. I kept going, wanting to draw it out as long and hard as possible, but when she began to weaken I tapered off.

She kept her footing, barely, almost to show me up I think. She got a couple steps away from me, breathing heavily and trying to look smug, but soon she fell to her knees, then her back.

Noa Kanzaki laughed, running her hands over her own sweaty, toned body as she marveled at what had just happened.

"Okay, you might've had a point about lying down first," she laughed. Her hands found her own nipples, tweaking them, pulling another low, moaning giggle from her. Not knowing that she could laugh, it was one hell of a confusing sight.

I crawled toward her, settling between her legs. "I told you."

"You did tell me," Noa said, continuing to lightly run her fingers over her body. She looked me up and down, and I couldn't help but watch her back, loving the look of pure serenity she'd found after her orgasm.

"You seemed to have fun, though," I said.

"I did," Noa admitted. "But you want to know what I think'll be more fun?"

"What?"

She pointed at my cock. "Putting that..."

She spread her pussy lips with one hand and pointed at them with the other. "...in here, and burying it to the hilt. I'm sick and tired of being a virgin. Help me do something about that."

It was a fine invitation, and one that had me crawling closer, but since she was still a virgin I couldn't help but have that nervous sense of worry and anticipation. My cock bobbed in anticipation, hitting her muscular thigh and leaving a light trail of clear, slick precum in its wake. I was only an inch away from her pussy now, so close I could feel the heat and moisture on the tip of my cock.

"Are you ready for this?" I said, grabbing hold of my cock and lining it up with her pussy.

"More sure than I've been of anything," she replied.

"Let's see," I said, pressing forward. Noa may have trained her pussy, but there was still resistance as I pressed into her. Thankfully I'd gotten her wet, really wet beforehand, and the natural lubrication offered a path forward, but it required some work.

Still, it didn't take too much pressure to part those lips and slide the head of my cock into her.

"Fuck," I hissed.

"Wow," she said, looking down as I disappeared into her. "So that's what that's like."

"Wait for it," I grunted, pushing forward, sliding a couple inches more inside of her. Noa gasped, moaning deeply.

"Wow, keep going, keep going, I want it all, I want to feel it all, fuck," she said as I pushed inch after inch deeper into her pussy.

I didn't know if she was tight because she was a virgin or because she was an athlete, but damn did it take work to feed my cock into her cunt. The tightness was a glorious discomfort, and one I was happy to take. Biting her lip and arching her neck so she could watch it disappear inside of her, Noa kept urging me on, sometimes with soft words, other times with simple, animalistic sounds of encouragement. I'd fed half, three quarters inside of her, pressing harder at her urging, finally bottoming out inside of her, my balls resting against her ass.

"Damn that feels full," she said, throwing her head back. "Fuck!"