As a sexually aware 17-year-old, Uriko knew lots about the birds and the bees. But she never knew what they held in store for her. She had always LIKE liked Kenji, but she’d never felt very intense about him. That was when she had a dream she’d never forget...

Uriko was alone in a room, naked, her swept down, and lying in a bed covered in satin sheets. She basked in the comfort of the feel of the softness against her skin, when she heard a knock. She looked alertly at the door. "Who is it?" she called.

"Uriko, it’s me!"

It was Kenji. Uriko quickly wrapped herself in a pale blue satin robe and hurried to answer the door. She gasped at the sight before her. A confident-looking man now replaced the curious boy she had known. His dark hair was spiked up as usual, and he was decked-out in a navy blue, short-sleeved, unbuttoned shirt over a black tank top, blue jeans, and a pair of black Docs (you know...Dr. Marten’s?).

:: Damn he’s handsome:: Uriko thought to herself.

She hadn’t noticed, but Kenji had been scoping her out as well. That satin robe was almost translucent and he rarely saw her with her hair down.

They stood in complete silence, admiring each other for a few moments, when something struck Uriko’s senses like a sort of cat nip. She felt her feline prowess taking over and was feeling a little frisky.

"Come over here, Kenji," she purred as she slinked over towards the large bed. Her arousal was fully awake and now she wanted to play...and Kenji was just the perfect ball of yarn.

Well, seeing Uriko standing there by the bed, half-naked to say the least, hit Kenji’s own libido like a ton of bricks. The mole zoanthrope quickly obeyed the girl’s orders.

Uriko slowly slid off Kenji’s blue shirt and admired his sculpted arms. She caressed him very teasingly, and he sucked in breath in anticipation.

"Sit," Uriko commanded and Kenji slowly sat on the bed.

Uriko knelt down and removed Kenji’s shoes, socks, and then reached up and removed his black tank top. She purred in content of what she saw and gently pushed him of his back.

Kenji was loving everything. He smirked slyly and gently pulled Uriko towards him. Uriko licked her lips and straddled Kenji’s waist. She leaned down and ran her tongue over his chest, nibbling slightly on his nipples.

Kenji moaned lightly and gently squeezed Uriko’s thighs. Uriko quivered from his touch, brought her head up, and pressed her lips to his. Kenji slid his tongue into Uriko’s mouth and massaged hers with light strokes. Uriko then broke the kiss and brought her lips by Kenji’s right ear.

"Make love to me, Kenji," she purred in a seductive whisper.

Kenji rolled her onto her back and stood up. He then proceeded to remove his pants and boxers, and then he stood Uriko up in front of him. Kissing her passionately, he removed her satin robe, exposing her beautiful, toned body. Kenji then lightly massaged one of Uriko’s breasts with one hand and gently fondled her soft, wet femininity with the other hand.

"Not just yet, Riko...I wanna play, too," Kenji whispered and planted small, wet kisses on the girl’s neck.

Uriko cried out quietly against Kenji’s touches. She couldn’t believe the attention she was receiving. She’d never known such passion was possible. She arched her back in ecstasy and gripped Kenji’s erection with one hand and ran the fingers of her other hand through his dark hair.

Kenji closed his eyes at the sensation and fondled Uriko more intensely until he felt her wetness increase.

"Ooooh...Kenji..." she sighed and stroked her lover’s masculinity with her gripped hand.

Kenji grunted slightly and kissed Uriko again. "Riko, I want you, now," he breathed into her ear. He then set Uriko down on the bed and gently rested on top of her.

Uriko bit her lip when she felt him slide slowly into her, expecting pain, but receiving a feeling far from pain.

"Mmmm...Riko..." Kenji sighed. He loved feeling himself inside of her. With each thrust she contracted her muscles around him, and it was driving him wild.

Uriko mumbled countless sounds of pleasure and with one fluid motion she rolled them both over so she was on top. She gyrated against Kenji’s hips rhythmically, her hair hanging down her back, shoulders, and framing her face.

The two made eye contact and held it for a few moments before Uriko’s eyes closed, she arched her back, and moaned loudly as her body shook with its orgasmic spasm.

Seeing Uriko come almost took Kenji over the edge, but he was able to hold his stamina as he rolled Uriko on her back. He thrust himself into her, each thrust more intense than the last, and soon felt a wave of pleasure wash over him. Uriko was feeling the same wave once again as Kenji’s member stimulated her g-spot more and more.

Their bodies soon rocked with orgasm in one synchronized moment. Kenji felt himself erupt inside of Uriko as he came and moaned her name loudly. Uriko shook lightly with Kenji’s release and wrapped her arms around him tightly, clenching her eyes shut.

"Ooooh...ahhh...oh, god, Kenji!" she cried out and went weak in his arms, still feeling the faintness of her fading orgasm.

Kenji pulled out of her and kissed her. "Riko," he whispered. "I lo-,"...

"Uriko Nonomura, you’re going to be late for school!" Mitsuko’s voice brought Uriko back to reality as she drifted back into consciousness.

"I’m up, Mom!" she called back and headed to the bathroom. :: Just a dream:: she thought in discouragement as she brushed her teeth.

She quickly got ready for the day and gulped down a glass of orange juice. It was then that the doorbell rang.

"Bye, Mom!" Uriko called and opened the door.

"Hey, Riko, ready to go?" Kenji greeted.

:: Just a dream:: Uriko’s mind scowled as she smiled, nodded, and hopped into Kenji’s car, and off they went.

~The End~