Later, in the afternoon...
Sarah, Ron, Brenda, and Oliver left together after their last class and walked toward Sarah's house, chatting amongst themselves as they traveled through several streets leading to her residence, which was not far from the school.
Once they arrived, Sarah invited everyone inside and led them to her bedroom on the second floor, where they planned to do homework together.
"Wow! Your room is pretty cute," Brenda commented as she looked around at the decorations hanging on the walls, including posters of famous celebrities and fictional characters that most teenage girls, like herself, tend to adore. "I think it's more spacious than mine, too."
"Thank you! It took me quite a while to decorate everything how I wanted it to look," Sarah replied happily before taking out some blankets and pillows from her closet so that everyone could sit down comfortably when studying together here. "Let me help you get some snacks from downstairs while you unpack your things first."
"I'll help you carry everything here," Ron offered with a smile on his face as soon as he saw this opportunity to spend time alone with Sarah.
"Oh... If you don't mind helping me out, sure!" She replied before the two of them walked out of her bedroom to head downstairs into the kitchen and grab several bags filled with potato chips along with bottles of cold soft drinks from the fridge.
When she reached for the middle shelf, though, Ron noticed that she couldn't stretch her arm enough to pull whatever items were placed upon it. Thus, Sarah tried using her tippy toes instead, causing her shirt to rise up a bit higher than usual.
Just then, something fell off from above and was about to fall onto Sarah's head!
She panicked after noticing that, but luckily for her, Ron managed to pull her closer to him before it could hit her head.
"Are you okay?"
"Oh, yes... That was close." She muttered, feeling relieved over such a narrow escape despite having gotten scared enough earlier. But soon, Sarah felt embarrassed because she suddenly found herself hugged from behind against his chest. In fact, one of his hands rested atop one of her soft breasts! "Ron... Um... Your hand..."
Upon realizing where he'd just touched her body, Ron became flustered, but instead of panicking and pulling away in a rush, which would have made this whole situation even more awkward for both of them, the young man decided to act confident like his best friend, Oliver, did with Brenda, and so, after taking a deep breath first, he apologized without stuttering.
"Sorry, Sarah. It was just an accident... I didn't mean to touch your breast." Ron explained before taking his hands off of her body. "Anyway, are you feeling hurt anywhere? Are you alright?"
"It's alright... I am fine." Sarah replied as she stood beside him while blushing over what had happened moments ago between them. But rather than being upset about it, however, the short-haired girl smiled at her friend's concern and thanked him for saving her from getting hit by an object. "Thank you so much for protecting me from harm."
"As long as you aren't hurt or anything, then we're cool." Ron said before noticing how cute she looked smiling up at him like that before continuing to speak once more. "Let's go upstairs before they wonder why we took so long down here alone."
"Okay!" Sarah agreed as she walked back upstairs with him.
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Later...
"It's done!" Brenda exclaimed, relief flooding her entire being as she placed her pen on the floor beside her. "We did it!"
"Yeah! This wasn't easy to finish," Oliver added, rubbing his forehead. "That took a lot longer than I expected."
Ron and Sarah exchanged tired glances before nodding in agreement, their faces reflecting exhaustion.
"Well... we've finished everything now," Brenda remarked, stretching her arms wide while letting out a loud yawn. She then stretched her legs, shaking off the numbness from sitting cross-legged for so long. "I don't know about you guys, but I feel like relaxing right now. Anyone up for a movie or maybe some board games?"
"No thanks. I'd rather play with you instead." Oliver said with a sly grin, grabbing her by the arm to pull her onto his lap before wrapping one of his arms around her waist afterward.
"Wait... W-what do you think you're doing, huh?" Brenda protested but didn't move away from him, enjoying the warmth emanating from his body against hers. "I was just asking what kind of games you might wanna play together, nothing else!"
"But I want us to do naughty stuff." Oliver leaned closer to Brenda, kissing her lips without any warning whatsoever before sliding his tongue into her mouth when she gasped in surprise.
At first, she tried fighting off his advances, feeling somewhat reluctant to respond to his kiss.
But soon enough, as if her innermost desires had won over common sense and morality within her mind, Brenda ended up surrendering to her most carnal instincts and started kissing back as soon as she realized how good it felt having him kiss her like this in the first place!
"Mhhmmm..."
As their passionate make-out session intensified more and more with each passing second, Oliver slid one hand underneath Brenda's skirt before groping her ass cheeks under her undies; meanwhile, his other hand was busy fondling her breast through the fabric of her shirt.
"Mmhhh..." Brenda moaned into Oliver's mouth while their tongues danced together between their lips.
She couldn't deny that what she was experiencing right now felt way too pleasurable for words to describe! Never before had anyone touched her body this way and yet, she found herself enjoying it so much that all rational thoughts left her brain until only sheer lust remained in its place, fueling her desire to do naughty things with her classmate even further than ever before.