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works/11433192.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      ジョジョの奇妙な冒険_|_JoJo_no_Kimyou_na_Bouken_|_JoJo's_Bizarre_Adventure
  Relationship:
      Higashikata_Josuke/Kujo_Jotaro
  Character:
      Kujo_Jotaro, Higashikata_Josuke_(JoJo:_Diamond_is_Unbreakable)
  Additional Tags:
      Gender_or_Sex_Swap, Josuke_is_Jouko, Vaginal_Sex, Vaginal_Fingering,
      Cunnilingus, Incest, First_Time
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-07-07 Words: 5242
****** Homework Helper ******
by carriejack03
Summary
     Jotaro helps Jouko with her homework and things happen.
Notes
     I haven't written about these two for a quite long time, it felt so
     good writing about my babies again!
     And Jouko is such a pretty girl <3 I love her <3
See the end of the work for more notes
Out of all the many things in this world, Jouko would have never expected to
get a huge crush for her nephew ten years older than her.
He was tall, dark, handsome, just like she had imagined the prince of her
dreams when she was younger. He didn’t get angry easily - except when girls
swam over him -, he always knew what to do and how to handle the situation. He
was just so perfect, Jouko couldn’t help but feel her heart beating hard every
time she looked at him.
Even now, when her brilliant eyes fell on his form, she had to use all of her
strength to not blush right when Jotaro’s intense gaze found hers. He had a
cigarette between his lips that gave him a more mature look, h wore the usual
white coat with his black turtleneck hugging his chest perfectly. His trademark
hat wasn’t forgotten, it laid at the top of his head like it was one thing with
his hair, which Jouko thought it was extremely cute.
She walked faster, she was simply too eager to greet him, however, when she was
just a few steps from him, the first thing that came out of her mouth was. “I
didn’t know you smoked, Jotaro-san!”
Jotaro rolled the cigarette between his fingers, letting a small puff of smoke
out his mouth. “I do it rarely now, but yes I smoke… does it disturb you?”
Jouko shook her head, her cheeks were burning out for how intense Jotaro was
staring down at her. Jouko clutched the skirt of her uniform - school had just
finished and she hadn’t been able to change her clothes -, she chewed her
bottom lip, not knowing what to say. No matter how much time they had spent
together, it was still hard for her to talk to her nephew without feeling dumb.
She wanted to look perfect in front of him, but everything she did was stumble
on her own words and risking death at every step.
Finally, after what seemed like hours of awkward silence, Jouko suddenly
remembered something. “Jotaro-san! D-Do you want to come to my house? My mom
won’t be home for all night, she’s visiting a relative or something, and I
don’t really want to stay alone…”
Jotaro looked at her for a few moments, like he was pondering her question,
then he tilted his head to a side, his blue eyes staring at her with an emotion
she could not understand. “Don’t you have Okuyasu or Koichi to call? I’m sure
they’ll be happy to stay with you.”
Jouko laughed nervously, scratching her head with her cured nails. “Yeah but
they have already gone home and I don’t want to bother them… plus it’s only for
a night… but I understand if you don’t want to…”
Jotaro took another breath of smoke, before he threw the cigarette on the
ground and smashed it with the tip of his shoe. He straightened his back and
took a step closer to Jouko, whose breath had been taken away. “Alright, but
just for this time… and we’re going to work on leads on Kira like we had
originally planned.”
It would take hours to finish talking about Kira, but Jouko didn’t care, she
was happy that Jotaro was going to be with her for the rest of the night, the
other things didn’t matter.
A smile blossomed on her face, in her excitement she grabbed Jotaro’s sleeves,
grinning up at him with such a happiness she was surprised to feel.
“Sure, I can’t wait!”
===============================================================================
 
They didn’t spend long talking about Kira. Jouko didn’t mind, she wanted to
catch the serial killer, but taking her head out of him for once wasn’t a bad
idea, instead she and Jotaro talked about school, what she wanted to do after
graduating - she still had no idea about that -, Jotaro’s delinquent past
(Jouko had been surprised by that, Jotaro was so rude in his teenage years!)
and other things the girl didn’t quite remember.
Jotaro had been kind enough to prepare dinner for the both of them - God forbid
to let Jouko go closer to the kitchen - and Jouko was delighted when she tasted
the amazing dishes Jotaro had cooked. He should have been a chef rather than a
marine biologist, the job fit him perfectly.
“Don’t be stupid, I’m not  that  good.” Jotaro commented when she told him her
thoughts. Jouko wanted to disagree but she didn’t dare to open her mouth.
Jouko wanted to keep talking to Jotaro, his voice was so deep she could listen
to it for hours, but the homework in her schoolbag where telling her something
else. With a heavy heart, she told Jotaro she had to do them, but her nephew
didn’t look mad, instead he opened his laptop and turned it on, his face was
suddenly brightened by the artificial light that made him look paler than he
was.
“I’ll work on my thesis then, take all the time you need.” These were Jotaro’s
last words before he started to type on the computer, not sparing at her
another glance. Jouko felt nearly offended by that, but she quickly regained
control over herself and opened the first book.
Jouko didn’t know how much time had passed but, after the tenth time of not
managing to find the  x  in the equation, she snapped her pencil in two and
threw her head back, groaning loudly. Jouko didn’t realize Jotaro had stopped
to stare at him, but she definitely did when he felt his elegant finger briefly
touching her hand.
Jouko’s head jerked towards him, her cheeks quickly coloured in red, but she
tried to hide it behind a cough. Jotaro didn’t seem to notice her behaviour,
instead he looked at the forgotten book on the table with interest. He traced
the numbers with the tip of his finger and leaned towards it to get a better
look, his shoulder brushing against Jouko’s for a brief moment.
“You can’t understand this one, right?” Jouko needed some seconds to hear what
Jotaro had asked and even then she only managed to nod when Jotaro kept staring
at her waiting for an answer.
“Y-Yeah.” Her throat was raspy, she felt like she would explode if Jotaro
didn’t move away. But her nephew surprised her once again when he circled her
shoulders and took hold of the hand that was grasping her pencil - she had
restored it with Crazy Diamond as quickly as she could - and used it to write
something on the paper. Jouko couldn't believe how close Jotaro had gotten in a
couple of seconds, his face was dangerously close to hers and she could hear
the calm beating of his heart.
Jotaro was explaining the equation to her, but Jouko couldn’t hear anything,
she was too distracted by his breath brushing against her ear and his warm palm
placed against hers. She kept nodding, like she was understanding everything,
but the only thing she knew was how dangerously close they were and how she
badly wished she lean on his warmth.
“--And this is the result.” Jotaro said, circling the last number that he had
written on the paper. Jouko mumbled a small “thank you” under her breath, she
didn’t understand what was happening but she suddenly felt too hot in her
uniform, she wanted to rip it off from her and just laid naked.
Jotaro’s hand lifted itself from hers, but Jouko in a moment of courage - or
stupidity - let the pencil go and grabbed his wrist, stopping Jotaro from going
anywhere. Her nephew’s body stilled in tension and Jouko wouldn’t be surprised
if he called out Star Platinum to punch reason in her head.
Thankfully, he had a better personality than hers and he simply tilted his
head, watching her close. “Jouko?” He called her name such sweetly, she
couldn’t help but turn her head towards him. She stopped immediately when she
was noticed she was so close to him their lips nearly touched. She went red and
stared at her nephew with wide, hopeful eyes, she wanted to close the distance
between them but she didn’t have the courage to do so.
Jotaro kept watching her, there was conflict in his sea-green eyes, but he
didn’t lean back at all. His stare roamed on her face, her lips, her neck, her
collar bones… he was trying to decide what to do. For Jouko those seemed like
years, thinking she had done something unforgivable, she opened her mouth to
apologize, but at the same time Jotaro’s hand squeezed hers and he closed the
distance between them.
Her words were muffled against his soft lips, he tasted good like cinnamon,
there were a million of things she wanted to say, to do, but she had forgotten
everything while Jotaro kissed her deeply, his tongue meeting hers in a slow
dance that was leaving her breathless. This was different from all the other
kisses she had shared, it was more passionate, more intense. Her free hand
sneaked on his chest and she clinged to him like he was the only thing in her
life that mattered.
After some minutes of passionate make-out, Jotaro finally pulled back, a string
of saliva connecting the two of them together. Jouko didn’t know what to think
or where to look, but Jotaro hold her attention once again when he brought his
thumb up to clean her chin. Jouko couldn’t hold it anymore, after a rush of
adrenaline, she pressed her face into his chest and awkwardly hugged him with
her free hand, holding him close to her.
Jotaro breathed heavily against her ear, he was unsure like her and maybe that
made Jouko feel better. She rubbed her face against him, trying to calm herself
down, but it was so difficult, she felt so hot and her panties felt weird, but
she was too comfortable against him to investigate.
Jotaro’s hand squeezed hers once again and then she felt his other hand placing
against her back, reciprocating the hug in such a sweet manner she felt tears
prickling in her eyes. She didn’t know how much time they had stayed there, but
Jouko snapped out her daze when Jotaro’s hand moved to find a better position
and brushed against the side of one of her breasts.
Jouko inhaled sharply and she pressed close to him, she rubbed her thighs
together,  and was afraid to look up, but she didn’t really mind the new,
forbidden touch. Jotaro’s fingers stilled against her, he seemed unsure, but
then slowly he extended his arm enough to feel her breast in his palm. Jouko
bit her lip, suppressing a whimper, it was so strange feeling someone touching
her there, but she didn’t mind Jotaro’s callous fingers massaging her body like
he wanted.
Jouko pulled back enough to give Jotaro more room, which earned a deep chuckle
from the man at top of her. “You like this,  Jouko ?” The way he had said her
name was so erotic, Jouko felt her knees tremble in excitement. She nodded,
biting her lower lip to not let any embarrassing sounds come out from her, but
it was clear that Jotaro was going to change that soon.
After another squeeze of his hand on hers, that warm palm left her to join his
sibling, using the chance of this new position to grab her other breast,
feeling both of hers in his hands. Jouko shut her eyes, her breasts had always
been so big and sensitive and the rough way Jotaro was handling her body was
making her feel strange.
“J-Jota--” Jouko tried to call him once again, but she ended up moaning his
name and clawed his white coat. She turned her eyes up, pleading him to do
something and was surprised when she saw the smirk covering half of his face.
Jotaro leaned down and took her lobe between his teeth, blowing air against her
naked skin. She shuddered and tried to move, but it was in that moment that
Jotaro decided to squeeze her breasts once again. Jouko let out a surprised
yelp, which only made Jotaro’s smirk grow larger.
“You look pretty cute like this, Jouko, you are begging for my touch…” Jotaro
whispered, using one of his hand to travel down until it brushed against the
front of her skirt. They both stopped, Jouko felt like she might die but still
she didn't want to turn his touch away.
After a moment of silence, he finally opened his mouth to ask permission. “Can
I touch you here?” She knew if she would say no he would respect that, but she
didn't want to stop him. She wanted this, she wanted  him .
“Y-Yes...!” She whispered, ducking her head down to not let him see her red
face. Jotaro pressed a small kiss under the tender skin of her ear before
sneaking his fingers under her skirt. He gently pressed against the front of
her clothed pussy. Jouko jolted, the touch burnt so much she couldn’t say
anything. She had touched herself other times, but it had never felt like this,
she wanted to rub against him, but at the same time she wanted to run away, it
was all too sudden, too  good .
“Jouko, come here.” Jotaro whispered to her, tugging her body towards him.
Slowly, like her body was made of jelly, she crawled on Jotaro’s lap. They
barely fit on the chair, but neither of them cared. Jotaro rubbed his hand on
Jouko’s back to ease the tension, before pressing his fingers against the front
of panties once again.
This time Jouko was prepared, she wrapped her arms around his neck and breathed
in and out, focusing on the feeling of Jotaro’s hands on her, touching and
stroking her with such an intense touch she could melt.
“You’re so wet…” Jotaro mumbled, rolling her clit through her soaking panties.
Another spark of pleasure ran in her body, she moaned quietly in Jotaro’s ear,
there were so many things she wanted to say but Jotaro was able to make her
forget with just the power of his touch. Jouko pressed her hips down, seeking
more of his touch, but she was actually startled when she felt something hard
pressing against her. In that moment she realized Jotaro was hard and the
reality of the situation crushed down on her.
“J-Jotaro-s-san… a-ah…” Jouko rocked her hips, wanting to feel more of him.
Jotaro’s hands stopped for a moment, probably startled by her actions, but he
quickly snapped out of it and rubbed his fingers harder against her clit,
making her wetter than she already was.
Jouko threw her head back, she moaned Jotaro’s name exposing her neck to his
lust-filled gaze. Jouko’s eyes snapped out when she felt his teeth sink in her
skin, sucking a mark on her. Jouko’s knees trembled, she would have fallen if
it wasn’t for Jotaro’s strong arm that supported her.
Her nephew suddenly pulled back, neither his mouth or hands were on her and
Jouko opened her mouth to protest, but Jotaro surprised her once again by
grabbing her ass with both of his hands.
“Hold onto me.” He whispered, picking her up before she could think at a way to
reply him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, afraid she might fall if she
let him go and shut her eyes while Jotaro was walking. He didn’t bring her far
away, suddenly she felt the soft cushions under her and realized Jotaro had
laid her on the sofa.
Looking up, she saw Jotaro at top of her, watching her with intense eyes and
stroked the inner of her thigh. Jouko shuddered, but spread her legs to let
Jotaro have a seat between them. She was embarrassed, on a side she was
embarrassed that he was seeing her like this, but on the other she was happy to
hold him in her arms.
Jotaro didn’t make her wait more. He hooked his fingers under the top of her
uniform, at first she thought he was going to undress her, but he simply rolled
it up until his fingers could sneak under her bra and feel her bare breast.
Jouko curled her toes against the cushions, Jotaro’s touch burned on her, it
was like he was lighting a fire. Jotaro rolled her nipple under his thumb, at
the same time he ducked his head to press a long trail of kisses all over her
neck and resumed his massage on her clit.
Jouko didn’t know what to feel, Jotaro was touching her so much it was making
her crazy. It was so good, he knew exactly what to do to make her a trembling
mess under him.
“Jouko…I’m going to pull these off now…” Jotaro murmured, pinching the string
of her panties. Jouko swallowed then nodded, her heart felt like it might go
out her ribcage if it kept pounding like that.
Jotaro pulled back from her, he grabbed his coat and shrugged it off his
shoulders before placing his hat down on the ground - in all that hot mess
Jouko hadn’t realized he had that still on - then, without breaking eye-contact
with her, he rolled  her panties down and placed them on the floor.
Jouko wanted to close her legs - even if she had the skirt still on that hid
her form it was embarrassing - but Jotaro gently kept them open. He looked deep
in thought, then he suddenly ducked his head down to stare right at her pussy.
Jouko let out a small whimper and placed her hands on his head to push him
away, but was startled when she felt his hot breath against the front of her
pussy.
Jouko looked down, but with her skirt in the way she couldn’t see Jotaro’s
expression, however she was sure he was smirking. He didn’t make her wait long
before he started moving, he gave a long lick at the front of her pussy,
tasting her juices until he reached her clit.
“O-Oh!” Jouko screamed, tightening her hold in Jotaro’s hair. Her legs were
shaking, she could feel a familiar heat in the lower part of her stomach, she
didn’t know what it was but she wanted him to keep going, even if the most
rational part of her was screaming at her to put this to a stop.
“I-It’s dirty there!” Jouko weakly protested, but Jotaro easily ignored her and
kept working his tongue up and down her pussy. He grasped her thighs and
stopped for a moment. Jouko’s eyes went lower, she wanted to ask him what was
wrong but before she could do that he felt his tongue licking  inside  of her.
“A-Ah!” Jouko’s fingers trembled, she was feeling too hot, too  strange ,
Jotaro was licking in places she had only touched. Weird thoughts had started
to spin in her mind, she wanted Jotaro to push inside of her deeper, she was
seeking more pleasure, why wasn’t her nephew giving that to her?
“P-Please… M-more…” It was barely a whisper, but Jotaro heard her loud and
clear. He began to tongue-fucking her, moving his head back and forth, opening
her tight walls up at each movements of his tongue. Jouko was in bliss, he was
treating her so roughly and good, she wanted him to continue like this. She was
inexperienced, but she wasn’t a doll, there was no need to be afraid to break
her.
“Y-Yes!” Jouko gritted her teeth, Jotaro hadn’t stopped his movements for a
second, but she felt like she could have more. After a quick thinking Jouko,
even if she was embarrassed, brought one hand under her shirt to start playing
with one of her nipples, then sneaked the other one under her skirt to toy with
her clit. She wanted to match Jotaro’s rhythm, but it was difficult when all
the parts of her body felt like jelly.
However, nothing lasted forever and suddenly Jotaro’s mouth was off of her and
a strong hand stopped the furious movements of her fingers. Jouko let out a
disappointed whine, but soon that feeling disappeared when something larger
than a tongue began to make its way inside of her.
Jotaro leaned down to press a quick kiss on her lips, before easing his finger
in her pussy. Jouko moaned uncomfortably, it didn’t hurt, but the stretch was
giving her a strange sensation.
Jotaro mouthed her neck, starting to push the finger in and out of her. “I’ll
go slow, don’t worry.” He muttered against her skin. Jouko nodded, she knew he
wouldn’t hurt her on purpose, yet she still felt tears gathering in her eyes.
She placed a hand in her hair - her beautiful pompadour was long ruined -. she
breathed in and out slowly, just like she had read in a magazine her mother had
bought one time, and she found out that it was true what they said, if she
relaxed it hurt less.
Jotaro seemed to notice her change of behaviour and, without warning, he slit
another finger inside of her. He was gentle of course, yet the burn shock her
so much she nearly told him to stop. After a moment though, Jouko realized she
had suffered from worse wounds and quickly decided that she could take this.
She wrapped her arms around his body, feeling the heat of his body pressed
against her.
“F-Feels so good…” It wasn’t a lie, no matter how much it burn, Jouko felt
little sparkles of pleasure running in her body every time Jotaro touched her.
She wasn’t a masochist - not that she knew - but just the knowledge that it was
Jotaro to do all those things, was enough to make her happy.
“You’re doing great, Jouko…” The praises were getting in her head, Jotaro
rarely said them to her, so every time he told her she was good, Jouko felt
like crying. This man was dangerous, he was able to make her lose herself, but
she didn’t want to be afraid of him, she wanted to embrace him with every part
of her body.
“I’m going to add a third finger.” Jouko was glad she had the time to prepare
herself before another fingers joined the other two, yet it still wasn’t enough
for her to not feel any pain. Jouko gritted her teeth, her heart was drumming
in her ears and she could hear the blood flowing inside of her. Mind and body
were a single thing, every time Jotaro pulled and forth his fingers, she
desperately wanted to cling on him and to tell him how much he meant to her. He
was her everything right now, if her throat didn’t feel so tight she wished she
was able to tell him.
Just how it began, Jotaro’s fingers were withdrawn from her body and she was
left unsatisfied on the sofa. Jouko lifted her head, silently asking him what
was wrong, but the words died in her throat when she saw him sucking on his
fingers covered in her juices. His eyelashes rested on his cheeks, he looked at
peace right there, only the furious slurping was destroying that beautiful
imagine, but Jouko couldn’t care less.
Jotaro was so hot in that moment. His dark hair were falling in front of his
face, drops of sweat were rolling down his skin and he seemed to vibrate in
that moment. He looked so good like that, drinking her juices like they were
precious water, Jouko hadn’t ever seen something more erotic than Jotaro in
that moment.
Feeling her gaze on him, her nephew opened his eyes and sent a smirk in her
direction, then he cleaned his fingers on the cushions before he grabbed
something in the back pocket of his white trousers. Jouko watched with
anticipation Jotaro pulling out a condom and ripping it with his teeth, she
couldn’t look away when he unbuckled his belts and let his cock spring free in
front of her.
Jouko felt her legs shaking in anticipation. He was big in confront of her, his
dick was of a more than decent size, its head was red and big, pre-cum had
already started to slid down the tip and his length was ran by a blue vein that
made her wish to wrap her lips around it for a moment.
Jotaro rolled the condom on himself, he took his time to find a good position,
then he placed a hand on her knee and spread her legs more, giving him all the
space he needed to be comfortable between them.
Jouko couldn’t believe this was happening, she felt like she might die from all
the emotions she was feeling, but at the same time they made her realize that
this was the reality and not one of her dreams.
Jotaro grabbed his cock and guided towards her entrance, letting it rest
against her before giving her a serious look. “Are you sure about this?”
Jouko gulped. This was the only chance she had to turn back, she just needed to
say one word, but instead when she opened her mouth, the only thing that came
from it was. “Yes.”
Jotaro looked pleased by her answer, then his expression transformed in one of
concentration when he began to push inside of her and- oh god, it hurt. There
was no way to sugar-coat this, it was like being ripped apart.
Some of Jouko’s tears fell from her eyes, long transparent lines were drawn on
her cheeks, but no matter how much she tried to stop them, they kept flowing
and there was nothing she could do.
Jotaro ducked his head down, he pressed his lips against her skin, drinking her
tears away. It was a small gesture, but Jouko felt her heart skip a beat at
that. She tightened her hold around him and tilted her head, silently asking
for a kiss which he gladly gave to her.
The burning in her lower half intensified, but the mouth pressed against hers
was distracting Jouko from the pain. She moaned lowly, her legs were trembling
but then a sense of relief washed over her when she felt Jotaro’s tight balls
pressing against her ass.
They broke their kiss and Jouko looked down at herself, she blushed when she
saw they were connected, she couldn’t believe something this big had entered
inside of her. While a faint blush crawled on her face, Jotaro let out an
amused chuckle at her surprised expression.
“You’re look so cute... “ He whispered, brushing his lips against her forehead.
Jouko wanted to reply he was the cute one, just to tease him, but her voice was
cut off when he rolled his hips against hers nearly demanding.
Jouko covered her mouth with the palm of her hand, muffling the moans that
threatened to escape from her. Jotaro had smirk on his face - the bastard was
enjoying this -, he moved slowly, tasting the waters. He was extremely careful,
it was clear he didn’t want to rush things and he had enough self control to do
that, Jouko was amazed at how calm he looked even in a situation like this.
“J-Jota… ro…” She whispered, her throat felt so dry yet she couldn’t help but
call his name. Jotaro ducked his head down, nuzzling his face against hers. It
was such a cute gesture, Jouko thought that her nephew had turned into a puppy
without her realizing it.
“Breath… shhh… it’s alright…” His words were lulling her, with him talking to
her she was able to forget about the pain. She even managed to get into the
action, pushing herself against him, which gave him the permission to fuck her
harder.
“Ah! Jota--” Gosh, her mind was a mess, the only thing she could think was
Jotaro, Jotaro, Jotaro , no other man had made her feel like that, no one had
ever given her so many feelings. It was so good to be true, but Jotaro was
here, he was in her arms, pounding inside of her, calling her name over and
over again.
Jotaro’s hands found her waist, he managed to go even deeper inside of her,
touching the nerves that made her gasp for air. She had never known her body
could react this way, she was so wet, she needed  more .
Jouko began to feel a small pressure on her lower abdomen, it grew stronger and
stronger after every thrusts and she quickly realized she was on the verge of
having an orgasm. Quickly, Jouko pulled her skirt up and began to stroke her
clit, she desperately wanted to know how it would feel, she was curious,
scared, but she couldn’t stop her hands.
“Are you close?” Jotaro whispered in her ear, slapping his pelvis against her
rear once again, filling the room with obscenes sounds that would make anyone
blush.
“I-I think so? P-Please keep going!” Jouko begged, sinking her nails in the
back of Jotaro’s neck. Her nephew only needed three more thrusts before she
felt her hips jerk suddenly and a sense of relief washed over her. Her mouth
opened in a silent scream while she rode her orgasm.
Not long after she came, Jotaro’s movements came to an alt and he let out a
soft grunt before cumming inside of the condom. They stayed like that for a
moment to catch their breath, then Jotaro pulled back and tied the condom,
using Star Platinum to throw it in the trash.
He looked down at her then, without saying a world he pressed their lips
together once more and wrapped his arms around her, but not before helping her
adjust her skirt to make her look presentable.
Jouko let out a soft laugh, nuzzling her face against his neck. “I didn’t take
you for a cuddler…” She whispered, playing with the hem of his turtleneck.
Jotaro grunted but didn’t say anything, instead he kept massaging her sore
body.
They remained in silence for a few minutes, before Jouko broke the calm once
again. “You know…”
“Uhm?”
“I thought an orgasm would have lasted longer…”
Jotaro looked down at her, arching an eyebrow unimpressed but he made no move
to stop her mouth from talking.
“I thought it would last a minute, but those were  hardly  ten seconds! I was
really disappointed about that! Fiction made it look longer!” Jouko sighed,
tracing the line of Jotaro’s clothed abs with the tip of her finger.
“And in fact that’s not real, Jouko…” Jotaro muttered, even if in his tone
there was a small amused note.
“I know, I know… but I would have really liked that!” Jouko suddenly stood up
and placed both of her legs to either side of Jotaro’s body. She had a wide
grin on her face and ducked her head down to brush her lips with Jotaro’s. “Do
you want to help me seeing if it’s possible?”
Jotaro sighed heavily, but Jouko felt his hand on her ass, ready to rip her
skirt and fuck her again. She laughed, rocking her hips against his crotch and
at the same time she shrugged the top of her uniform from her shoulders. Then
she hooked her thumbs under Jotaro’s turtleneck and licked her dry lips,
staring with desire into his sea-green eyes.
“This time I want to see you naked though.”
“Good grief.”
Yet, Jouko didn’t hear a protest in his voice.
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