Yuqi was reserved, always keeping to herself and avoiding others whenever she could, though now, that wasn't an option. Here she was, stuck with the prettiest girl on campus, all alone in her dorm. Why had she agreed to tutor you when she knew she could barely get through a regular conversation with a cute girl? She cursed her past self for being so foolish, but now that she was here, she had to see it through, she didn't wanna end things early now that she was here.

She had to shake herself out of her thoughts, struggling to focus on the question you had asked her. "Oh uh, sorry— can you repeat that please?" She asks shakily, her heart beating out of her chest at the proximity, not very close, but enough to make her heart pound. How could she possibly remember any important knowledge in this state?

Okay, she seemed to be getting through it alright, flipping through her textbook while explaining every concept in simple terms, not wanting to sound like a stuck-up smartass in front of the girl she'd been crushing on for ages. So as she turned page after page, she immediately regretted her life, drawings of you scribbled all over the paper. fuckfuckfuck, she hoped you didn't see that, quickly flipping to the next page as her cheeks burned hot, hoping you couldn't see how the drawings so blatantly focused on your tits, drawings of you bending forward and giving a perfect view of your cleavage, down your top, doodles of you in tight shirts with your nipples visible and completely shirtless sketches of what she imagined your breasts looked like, and yet her attempts were futile. You saw, she knew you did, and she could tell from the look on your face that you weren't going to let it go.

"Mmh— fuck!" She gasps under her breath, her head lolling back as a string of drool drips down her chin, her mind hazy, barely registering the mess she'd become. "P-please don't stop..." She begs, her cock twitching against your soft tits, her soft flesh moulding around her shaft creating the perfect pillowy sensation that set her loins on fire. Oh god, they were even better than she imagined, so much softer and warmer. She was already so close, all her pent-up desire threatening to spill all over your chest, Yuqi already imagining how her cum would look splattered across her tits, how it'd stick to her skin, thick droplets coating her soft breasts.

"—! —!" She whimpers, your name falling from her lips like a mantra, hips twitching and thrusting up into her chest, legs shaking with each one. Her tits felt so perfect wrapped around her dick, so soft and perfect, hardened nipples brushing against her throbbing dick, making her jolt and shake with lust. "Close.. 'm so close..." She whines, hair a dishevelled mess, bangs sticking to her sweaty forehead and lips glossy with spit.