You Were Made For Me

Just so nobody gets confused, the next chapter or so takes place before the first one. Also, this chapter is a might shorter, but it seemed better to split it than to make it too long.

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Today would be a day just like any other. Kaori sighed as she flipped her long brown hair over her shoulder, her eyes cast down to her feet, watching her uniform shoes take one step at a time. She knew the way almost without thinking, every day was just the same. She sighed a quiet sigh as she absently toyed with a lock of hair, her other hand held fast to her school bag. She was running a little late for school today, but she should be alright. Nothing ever happened to her, anyway.

She lifted her head at the sound of laughter, spotting a group of pretty girls from another on the other side of the street, laughing and chatting. Her face flushed, and she looked away, stopping in her path for a moment. How she wished she had friends like that, or that such pretty girls would even talk to her. Kaori had classmates, sure, but no real friends… Never even a boyfriend! Lifting her head again, she caught a glimpse of herself reflected in the glass of a little shop.

It wasn’t that she was ugly… No, Kaori would never claim to be pretty, but she certainly wasn’t ugly. But she was dreadfully shy, on top of which… She hadn’t quite caught up to her body yet. Her blue eyes traced her figure in the window, an ample bosom, a slight waist, and round hips, obvious even in her uniform. A blush caught her cheeks and she turned away. Boys only wanted one thing from her, but she never trusted any of them in her heart. And girls?

Because of the way she looked, they always assumed she was a slut, after all the boys in the school. That’s why she didn’t really have any friends. But she wasn’t a slut. Far from it, Kaori was a virgin. The thought set her cheeks aflame again. At the very least, she was a virgin of body… Kaori couldn’t really say the same thing of her mind. All the dirty stories and naughty pictures she looked at, wanting so badly to be those girls, and yet not even daring to touch herself.

Shaking her head, finally, she willed those thoughts away, clutching her bag to her chest in an attempt to guise it’s size, and she swiftly picked up her pace again, eager to distance herself from her thoughts, and to make the last train to school before she would be late. So well known was the path to her, so focused was she on not thinking, it only registered that her pair of uniform shoes had caught up to another until it was too late. With a sudden jolt she ran right in to something, something soft.

A little dazed and barely on her feet, it took her a moment to realize what had just happened, and what that something soft was. Stammering nonsensically, she slowly looked up from the chest that had cushioned her fall to take in the most astonishing sight of all.

It was her.

Kaori could only gape uselessly at the girl who held her so strongly in her arms, seemingly unmoved by being crashed in to. She looked down at Kaori unmoving, unblinking, saying nothing. Strawberry-gold strands of long, wavy hair were drawn up into a high ponytail above her head, though locks lingered about her face, framing her with such a golden glow, for a moment Kaori thought she must be dreaming. “Are you ok?” the girl asked finally, in a voice that set her heart aflutter.

She wasn’t dreaming. It was her. That hair, that face, those eyes, that voice. It was unmistakably Kaede, the prettiest, coolest, most popular girl Kaori had ever seen—from a distance, of course. They went to the same school, but the smaller girl doubted the taller, prettier, altogether more impressive girl even knew she existed. Kaori had always worshiped her from afar, in awe of how collected and together she always seemed to be, wishing a girl like that would be her friend—even just give her the time of day. “I… I…” Kaori began. She even smelled like strawberries.

“You, you?” Kaede asked, arching a perfect brow. Kaori didn’t know what to say. She had always liked her so much… Dreamed about her, even. In her dreams they did the sorts of things she read about, tried the things in the pictures she looked at… Indecent things, ill-befitting someone so glorious as Kaede to do with someone so lowly as her, and yet she couldn’t stop her mind from recalling all those fantasies, as she stood there pressed up against the other girl.

“S-s-sorry!” she said finally, snapping herself out of it, willing the thoughts away before she did something to incriminate herself. Instantly she pulled herself back, clutching to her bag once more as though it might save her.

Kaede seemed vaguely surprised, but she stood unmoving for a moment. Finally, she spoke. “Don’t worry about it,” she said slowly, though her eyes looked Kaori over. The younger girl couldn’t even move. “I’ll see you around,” she spoke with a shrug after a moment, before turning on her heel and walking through the terminal.

Kaori could hear her heart pounding in her chest, and could barely stand. She had been so close to such a pretty girl and she hadn’t even been able to speak a proper sentence, let alone become her friend… Crestfallen, she watched the golden head of hair disappear into the crowd entering the train…

The train.

All at once the young brunette remembered herself, and ran after the other girl, entering the closest car she could get to in the crowd—the same car as Kaede, she found. Still flustered, her heart pounding all the more from running, she did her best to seem inconspicuous. It was one of her strong suits, after all, and she seemed to be doing it well, because as the crowd on the train became thicker and noisier, she was pushed further and further from the door, until finally she stood, meekly, in some corner facing the window, barely able to reach an arm hold.

As the train slowly began to lurch forwards, Kaori came to a slow realization. Above the stifling crowd wafted the scent of strawberries, and looking in to the reflection before her, just behind her, facing the other way, she saw that same head of golden hair. Aghast that the girl whose temptation she had tried to escape was just behind her, Kaori could only blush and stare into their reflection.

Quickly she looked away as she thought she caught a glimpse of the taller girl looking round towards her, and she wished herself invisible. She’d already embarrassed herself once that day, surely she couldn’t take it again… She was jolted forwards by a lurch of the train, and the crowd seemed to push more towards them.

Finally she steadied herself once more, though she had lost reach of the hand hold, and glanced up at her reflection again. A pair of amber eyes looked straight at her, and as her eyes widened, she realized Kaede had turned to face her. Once again their bodies were pressed up together, though this time she felt the taller girl’s chest on her back, and there was no escape, pressed up against the corner as she was. But Kaede’s gaze turned away, and with a slight sigh Kaori reasoned the popular girl would just ignore her.

At first she chalked it up to just the train, the crowd, and the constant motion of their bodies. It felt as though something were touching her… A hand, fingers. She only kept her gaze down so as to not meet Kaede’s again, willing her blush away. But then a small gasp escaped her lips as the sensation became undeniable. Fingers, slid under her skirt, beginning to rub slowly across her panties.

The girl didn't know how to react, and for a time just stood there, in shock, unable even to look up. But she still felt Kaede’s chest pressed up against her; there was no way it was anyone’s hand but hers. The fingers ran shamelessly along her clitoris, and she could feel herself getting wet. And then fingers prodded at her panties, poking in to her testingly through the damp fabric. Another gasp, and she opened her mouth, though she wasn’t sure what to say.

Kaede caught her, leaning forwards and whispering into her ear so quietly only she could hear. “If you’re too loud, they’ll know what we’re doing,” Kaori heard her say, and she tensed as the fingers began to prod deeper. She didn’t know what to say, what to do, or even what to think. Kaede, the most popular girl in the school, was fingering her on the train… She had to be dreaming. It had to be some kind of cruel joke.

But her other hand deftly snaked around her, cupping her breast, as her fingers remained diligent in their task. Kaori shut her eyes tight and bit her lip as she was fondled, staying as quiet as a mouse, though her legs began to tremble. If not for the body pressing her against the side of the train, she thought she might have fallen then and there. The hand move relentlessly, groping at her breasts through the fabric of her uniform. She let out a low, hot breath, but still tried to say quiet, suddenly fearing that if she was too loud, the other girl might stop.

Even if she didn't mean it, even if it was a cruel joke, Kaori didn’t care. Right now, it felt good. Right now, it was like all her fantasies were coming true. Just then, the train jerked again, and Kaede’s hand faltered beneath her, as she was pushed upon the smaller girl. Instantly Kaori’s eyes snapped open, wide and surprised as she felt a bulge in the small of her back that she had not expected.

Kaede leaned forward to whisper into her ear again, this time her breath hot and heavy. “I suppose there’s no use trying to hide it, then…” she said quietly, reaching around to hold Kaori steadily about her waist. She ground her hips in to the girl’s backside, and she gave a gasp as she felt it pressed against her, the sound swallowed into the din of the train. “It’s your fault, anyway; so you’ll help me take care of it, right?” she asked. Kaori only looked at the girl’s reflection in awe, unable to find the words. “Right?” she asked again with another thrust of her hips, this time more forcefully.

“Y-yes!” Kaori squeaked instantly in response. But her eyes darted around them quickly, checking the reflection and what people near her could see. No one seemed to pay any heed to them. No one seemed to be watching. The way they stood, with Kaori pressed up against the wall, with the closeness of bodies all around, it didn’t seem like anyone could tell. So, swallowing hard, she nodded slowly, though she bit her lip.

“Good,” she thought she heard the other girl say, and her hand moved between them once more. She shut her eyes tight as she felt it slide slowly between her legs, hidden beneath their skirts. Finally opening her eyes and looking down, she could see the outline prodding through the front of her skirt. Her eyes went wide. Kaori had seen enough dirty movies to know Kaede—the prettiest, most popular girl in the school—was huge. Between her legs she could tell it was thick, and given how much still stuck out in front of her, it had to be long… She gulped again, suddenly worried she’d gotten herself in over her head.

“Don’t worry,” she heard in her ear. Behind her Kaede began to move, slowly rubbing the length of her shaft across the wet panties that covered her. “I won’t do more than this,” she added, continuing to thrust her member against the smaller girl’s cunt. Kaori’s body was on fire, and she didn’t know what to do. She always got wet from the dirty stories and naughty pictures, but not like this… As she felt the hot, throbbing cock of her dream girl rub against her, a tingling swelled deep within her.

With each motion of the train the thrusting seemed to become more and more adamant, the friction hotter and hotter. Kaori found her hips beginning to grind against Kaede, out of her control. Hands moved up to her breasts again, this time cupping one in each, squeezing them together as she continued to thrust against her, her member now slick with the juices from the girl’s panties. The sensation was unlike anything she had imagined, and she could feel her body begging for Kaede to be inside of her.

But her shame caught up to her at the thought of being screwed on a train, surrounded by who knows how many people… In her anxiety, she nearly forgot to keep quiet, a gasp escaping her lips as Kaede moved to prod at her now. “Kaede…” she whispered, not knowing if the other heard her. She felt incredibly hot. It was, after all, nearly summer, and the train was crowded with bodies. But she’d never felt a heat like this. It was all she could do to keep standing, as a flash of pleasure flew through her body at the prodding.

Pressing herself against the window of the train to keep from falling, she gasped breathlessly as she felt the sensation of utmost desire wash over her, sweeping her off in to unconsciousness. Against her, Kaede felt the girl’s body lax suddenly, and for the second time that day, she caught her in her arms, though she was pretty sure she couldn’t have fallen anyway.

Grimacing and perturbed, she did her best to tuck her still throbbing member away as the train pulled to a stop, and people began to exit. As the crowd began to dwindle some, Kaede staggered back, holding the other girl up in her arms. People suddenly seemed to notice them.

“Oh! Is she ok?” a concerned looking woman suddenly asked, at the murmurs of those around her.

“Yes,” Kaede answered shortly, calm and collected as ever. “I suppose the heat just got to her… We were up late studying; exams, you know.” She did her best to be reassuring, knowing any smile she could manage would be knowably fake.

“Oh, the poor dear! Do you need some help with her?”

“No…” Kaede replied slowly, thinking. After a moment, she found she could smile, granted she tried to keep a straight face, lest her expression seem as mischievous as her intentions. “It’s ok, we’re classmates. I live around here, so I’ve got it,” she shrugged, lifting the girl in to her arms with relative ease. She was a strong girl, of course. She had to be, to get her way so often. Plus, holding the girl kept her… Issue from being noticeable.

She cast a charming if dark smile to the confused passengers as she stepped off, knowing exactly where she was heading. She was, after all, a regular there. They would not be at all surprised to see her, least of all with a new toy in tow.