(Warning...NSFW chapter below.
18+)
The sound was loud in the quiet room.
Silk tore straight up to her ass, exposing pale skin and the lacy edge of her black panties already darkened at the crotch.
To be honest, Sasaki really liked the sound of silk fabric tearing.
He smiled at the beautiful woman now sitting on the desk.
"Sorry, just a little kink of mine."
Clearly he could have just unzipped her pencil skirt, but instead...
She wasn't upset about the stockings, she just felt... this was so strange.
Miyuki stared down at the ruined stocking, then up at him.
"You... pervert."
Being called a pervert out of nowhere, of course Sasaki wasn't going to take it lying down.
He stepped between her knees, forcing them apart with his thighs. "Says the teacher whose cunt is dripping through her underwear right now."
As he spoke, he pressed his fingers against her mound, rubbing slow and hard, and after just a few strokes, the cotton was soaked, he could feel the heat of her, the swollen shape of her lips parting under the pressure.
Miyuki whimpered, hips twitching up into his hand before she could stop herself.
"Look at you," Feeling her dripping, Sasaki whispered, leaning close enough that his lips brushed her earlobe. "Rubbing yourself against my hand like a needy little slut.
Bet you've been wet since I kissed you, right?"
Hearing him murmur such utterly shameful things so softly into her ear.
Kisaragi Miyuki turned her head away, lips tightly pressed, saying nothing, when he slipped two fingers under the leg hole of her panties and stroked along her slick folds.
And she was drenched, hot, slippery, clit already swollen and throbbing under his fingertip.
He circled it once, twice, then pinched lightly, making her jerk and moan.
"Ah—!"
"Shhh." He covered her mouth with his free hand. "Even though the walls in the guidance room are pretty thick... Miyuki still can't cry loudly, you know..."
The latter said nothing, instead, she sniffed, then turned her head and pressed her lips against the pristine white collar of his shirt, to muffle her moans.
"Good girl." He said, grabbing the crotch of her panties as he tore them to the side.
The fabric ripped with a soft snap, leaving her bare.
Her pussy was flushed dark pink, lips puffy and glistening, clit peeking out from its hood like it was begging.
Sasaki groaned low in his throat. "Fuck... look at this pretty cunt."
Then dropped to his knees, shoved her thighs wider, and buried his face between them.
The first long lick from her entrance to her clit made her slap a hand over her own mouth to muffle the cry.
He flattened his tongue against her slit and dragged it up, parting her folds, tasting the fresh flood of her arousal.
It was salty and musky and pure want.
He flattened his tongue and dragged it up again, slower this time, savoring every quiver of her thighs around his ears.
He pushed his tongue inside her tight hole next, feeling her walls clamping instantly, hot, slick, fluttering around him like they wanted to keep him there.
He groaned into her cunt, the vibration making her thighs quake, and thrust deeper, tongue fucking her in shallow, wet pumps.
Her legs tensed. Stomach flexed. Pussy squeezed his tongue in desperate pulses, as she struggled to silence her cries.
He gripped her thighs tighter, spreading her wider, nose pressed to her mound as he devoured her. Tongue swirling inside, lapping up every gush, slurping obscenely.
Her juices coated his chin, dripped down his neck.
Miyuki's head spun, fingers knotted in his hair, yanking him closer.
Her feet hooked behind his neck, heels digging in, locking him against her dripping cunt while her hands held his head like she'd die if he stopped.
And he didn't stop...tasting her juices, as wet slurping sounds filled the room.
Every time he swallowed around her clit she made this broken, desperate noise into her palm.
Her thighs started shaking violently. Her breathing turned into short, frantic pants. "Sasaki— I'm—"
Hearing her words and feeling her quiver, he suddenly slid his tongue back to her clit—now fat, hard, fully exposed.
He sucked it between his lips, teeth grazing lightly, making her quiver all over.
Back arched off the desk.
Thighs clamped his head.
A hot gush splashed his lips, running down his chin as her pussy spasmed wildly, while she screamed behind her palm, body convulsing, legs shaking, heels pulling him deeper into her drenched heat.
He drank it down, tongue lapping greedily, chasing every drop while she convulsed and whimpered through the aftershocks.
When her tremors finally eased he stood, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
His cock strained painfully against his uniform pants, a fat, dark stain had already soaked through the front, the head clearly outlined and pulsing against the fabric as he stared down at her wrecked body.
"Your turn now, Miyuki."
She stared up at him, glassy-eyed, chest heaving under the half-unbuttoned blouse.
Legs still draped over his forearms, knees bent outward, thighs slick and quivering.
Skirt bunched uselessly at her waist, torn stockings hanging in pathetic shreds, pussy still twitching and leaking a slow creamy trail onto the desk blotter.
Her gaze dropped to the massive bulge tenting his pants.
She swallowed hard, throat working visibly.
"I've been diamond-hard since the second I tore those fucking stockings off you," He spoke and then pulled down his zipper as his cock sprang free, heavy, angry, vein-ridged, obscenely thick.
The flushed, mushroom head was already drooling a fat pearl of pre-cum that stretched and snapped as it swung.
It bobbed once, slapping lightly against his lower stomach, then settled pointing straight at her as her eyes widened.
Her mouth fell open on instinct. Another thick swallow.
Yesterday she was blackout drunk, and hadn't even gotten a proper look.
Everything was a blurry smear of heat and shame and too many orgasms.
But now?
Jesus fucking Christ.
'My god… how can a boy this young be this big?'
'What the hell did he eat to grow something like that?'
Although she was a virgin, it wasn't as if she were some sheltered jade beauty from an all-female Blossom Sect who had never even seen a man before.
She was a teacher, for heaven's sake — she'd studied human anatomy with labeled diagrams and everything.
And even if she wasn't exactly a dedicated "researcher," she'd stumbled across enough adult videos in the wild corners of the internet to know the basic equipment men came with.
She knew what average dicks looked like. She knew what big looked like.
Ugly, veiny, scarry and all...but the one in front of her was something else.
Fair skin stretched taut over girthy length. Thick veins winding like rivers under the surface.
The head flared wide, smooth, almost pretty, glistening with that steady leak of pre-cum that made her mouth water for reasons she didn't want to name.
It was the thickest one she'd ever seen or even imagined.(Well...that's enough glazing)
Like something she wanted to wrap her lips around. Like something she wanted to taste and worship. Like something she wanted choking her throat while her eyes watered and her cunt clenched.
'No. No no no.'
'Miyuki, what the fuck is wrong with you?'
'When did I turn into this kind of woman?'
She could blame last night on the alcohol.
She could pretend she didn't moan like a slut when he plowed her cunt, pretend that her cunt didn't spasm around him, gripping him tight.
But right now?
She was drooling at the very sight of his cock.
Sasaki didn't know what was was thinking, but looking at her shy yet longing gaze, and her throat moving at the sight, he knew she wanted him.
And he was quite interested to see how this beautiful teacher would suck his cock..the scene of her kneeling down on the ground, mouth full of his meat was quite soul stirring however, now was not the time.
After all, they were in the school and he would have to go to the class.
So, it was better to start the main course first.
As for others...well, he had plenty of time anyway.
She wouldn't go anywhere, he'd just have her suck him tomorrow.
Right now, his cock was aching to fill her up.
He wanted nothing more than to bury his meatrod inside that churning cunt.
As he inched closer, holding his shaft, and rubbing the leaking tip through her soaked folds.
Up and down, teasing her oversensitive clit until she whined and tried to squirm away.
"Too much?"
She shook her head fast.
"No... just..."
"Just what ..? Although I'm really looking forward to the scene when Sensei sucks my cock, her lips and tongue tasting me, returning the favor.
But we don't have so much time. So, we can only push it for some other time."
"Right now, I want something else."
Sasaki lined up, pressed the head against her entrance, and then looked at her. "So...may I?"
His gaze raked over her, flushed face, heaving tits spilling out of the wrecked blouse, thighs trembling around his hips, cunt visibly pulsing and drooling down the crack of her ass onto the desk.
Feeling his hot, teasing gaze,
Miyuki turned her head away, cheeks flaming. Voice barely a whisper.
"Even if I say no… you'd still do it anyway, wouldn't you?"
"No...if you refuse me now, I'll stop."
Sasaki, however, stretched out his free hand, his big, warm palm cupping her jaw, fingers splayed along her cheek and throat as he turned her face back to him with gentle but unyielding force until their eyes locked again.
His thumb brushed the corner of her trembling lower lip. "But I don't think that's what you want, is it?"
Her breath hitched as he leaned in until their mouths were a heartbeat apart, until she could smell the raw musk of her juices he'd drank just moments ago.
"Tell me, Miyuki, May I?"
Her hole clenched hard around nothing, another shameful gush of slick coating his cockhead.
His hot possessive gaze sent shivers down her spine as she swallowed.
Once.
Twice.
Then, so softly it was almost lost under the wet sounds of their bodies:
"Mm.." She whispered.
And then he pushed.
One long, relentless, breaching slide, inch after thick, veiny inch, forcing her walls to yield, to open, to take him whether they were ready or not.
Miyuki's head fell back, mouth widening before it was closed against his lips.
Fingers scrabbling uselessly at his forearms, cunt gripping him like a vice, as he plowed her, slowly, letting her feel every pulsing ridge, every heartbeat throbbing inside her overstuffed pussy.
"Fuck..so tight..so fucking hot."
"Miyuki..."
"So full..." She gasped, feeling so painful she could barely breath, looking into his eyes. "You're... splitting me..."
Shaking, stuffed, stretched beyond anything she'd ever imagined, tears slipping down her temples as her body tried to decide whether to push him out or pull him deeper.
Sasaki leaned down, lips brushing her ear. "It's okay. I'll start slowly."
As he spoke, without waiting for her words, he kissed her again, this time, a passionate one, mingling his tongue with hers, tasting saliva, as he pulled back almost all the way, then slammed home again, making her ass ripple on impact.
The desk creaked, her moans muffled into his mouth as he filled her up.
Slowly at first, in long strokes, teasing her sensitive nerves, making her adjust to his size, his palms stroking her, while he kissed her passionately.
Under his gentle passion, Miyuki soon fell into bliss, the pain from being torn apart, fading away giving way to the pleasure of being filled to the brim.
Her legs wrapped around his ass, her tongue dancing with his, her ass canting forward meeting his passion, as she moaned against his mouth.
Feeling her enthusiasm, Sasaki knew she was feeling pleasure, so, he started speeding up.
Pulling his cock until his tip was just inside her churning walls, he pumped again, deep, his cockhead bouncing off her cervix.
As he started relentless strokes that made her tits bounce under her blouse, made wet slapping sounds echo off the walls every time his hips met hers.
Miyuki wrapped her legs around his waist, heels digging into his ass, pulling him deeper.
Her nails raked down his back through his shirt as her cunt spasmed against him, contracting and expanding with every hard thrust.
"Mm..ummm...."
Gripped her hips, yanked her forward to meet every thrust, pounding into her so deep he felt her cervix kiss the head of his cock on every stroke.
She bit his collar again, muffling her cries as another orgasm built fast.
Feeling her cunt twitch, he knew it was on the way, so he increased the intensity, slamming into her to the brim.
"Come again. Come all over my cock, Miyuki. Milk me dry."
Under his intense assault, she finally couldn't hold it any longer and orgasmed.
Her pussy clamped down like a vice, spasming violently, gushing fresh cream that ran down his balls and dripped onto the floor.
She sobbed his name into his neck, teeth sinking in, body shaking apart.
The tight rhythmic squeeze, coupled with the warm wash of her cum, dragged him over the edge.
He slammed in one last time, deep as he could go, and came with a low, guttural groan, spurting thick ropes of his scalding cream into her womb, painting her walls, overflowing until it leaked out around his cock in creamy white trails.
He stayed buried to the hilt inside her, cock still twitching and spurting the last weak pulses of cum deep in her belly.
Her pussy fluttered around him in aftershocks, greedy little squeezes that milked every drop he had left, her walls painted thick and sticky with his load.
Creamy white rivulets oozed out around the fat base of his shaft, sliding down her ass crack and pooling on the desk in lewd, glistening puddles.
His forehead rested against hers, noses brushing, lips so close he could taste the salt of her tears and the sweetness of her spit.
Feeling her cunt clenched again, he looked into her dreamy eyes and whispered. "Second round."
"You're not done yet, are you, Miyuki?"