Stealing Spree

With my hand guiding her head, Orimura-sensei gradually familiarized herself by gobbling down my cock. Even if she couldn't take it up to the base, the way her lips smoothly slid around it or how her tongue sensibly wrapped around it provided me with the necessary pleasure that I was seeking.

Additionally, the stimulation would be amplified whenever she would look up at me, spying on my expression.

Hearing the sloppy sound she was making, I had to completely restrain myself from either thrusting my hips or pushing her head down further.

That's how great this feels.

Unfortunately, it was probably still not enough for me to cum.

Do I want to do it with her? I don't know. But something was terribly missing here. Maybe being aware that she's not my girl was subconsciously making me reject the idea of being relieved by her.

Whichever the case, neither of those two possibilities bodes well.

"Hahh... How long do I have to do this? And brat, s-slow down with your fingers or I won't be able to breathe properly."

A while later, Orimura-sensei popped my cock out of her mouth to utter that complaint. With my fingers poking the deep recesses of her sacred place, the times she climaxed already reached three -- she would never admit to it though.

Every time it happened, she would clamp down on my cock as she didn't want to stop sucking on me. However, her movements would halt for a moment. In her mind, she's possibly thinking that if she missed a single beat, I would revert to far from cumming again.

Now, that's making me feel bad. Should I stop her again? But the question remains, will she even listen to me?

"Sorry, sensei. You keep on squeezing on me so I thought you liked it." I made a blatant lie but she probably didn't mind it at all.

Seeing how she was already about to gobble my throbbing erection again, her complaint was done to give her the chance to take a breath.

My hand was already drenched from her love juices. For sure, if things still progressed further, sliding my entire length inside her would go smoothly...

However, making love with her would lose the last shred of dignity she was holding. At that point, even if she begins trying to correct my ways next week, this moment will always flash in her mind.

"Does it look like I'm enjoying this? Just cum already, shameless brat!" She spat before taking me in again.

This time, even without my guidance, my cock settled perfectly within her mouth. Her tongue accommodated me perfectly and she immediately resumed bobbing up and down, sending bouts of pleasure in all my five senses.

It's probably not a lie to say that as much as I enjoy this, Orimura-sensei is the same. She's just thoroughly blinded by her initial goal of taking care of my erection.

As time passed, while I followed her directive to slow down in fingering her, Orimura-sensei also did the same on my cock. She became gentler at handling it. Occasionally, she would pop it out to give it a thorough lick while locking eyes with me before gobbling it down again.

I could feel my innards tremble as the pleasure was more intensified whenever that happened. Likewise, her love juices would trickle more.

Maybe she already created a puddle on the floor.

"Sensei." I unconsciously called out to her.

But surprisingly, she answered with a hum.

Halting her movements, she slowly straightened her back, leveling herself to me.

Then, a few seconds of silence later, she asked. "What? Is it still not enough, brat?"

Her tone wasn't snappish at all and despite the words she used, it sounded more endearing than normal.

My head moved. But I neither nodded nor shook my head. Instead, I pressed forward, catching her lips with mine.

Orimura-sensei accepted it and responded in kind. She started stroking me again while her free arm hooked to my nape, deepening our kiss.

On the other, I found myself guiding her body down to lay on the entirety of the bench we were sitting on.

Maybe, the same as her, I also lost it at this point. Even if I claimed to still have clarity of mind, I couldn't explain why I'm not stopping this.

"Shameless brat, you're getting carried away," Orimura-sensei said as soon as her back rested against the flat surface.

Looking down, her whole figure appeared aesthetically appealing. Her bottom was naked while her top remained albeit, her shirt was rolled up along with her bra.

Her hardened nipples and the wet patch of her sacred place would surely send anyone in the bathroom where they would start furiously jerking at her image.

That's how erotic she was at the moment.

"Maybe I am. Tell me to stop, sensei." I answered at the same time as I lifted her leg, propping her open.

I then fixed my posture, pushing my erection against her slit, rubbing it dangerously so that it made her moan a little before bending down to hover above her.

In my head, I was already shouting at her to do what I asked. But at another corner of it, another voice was nagging at me.

This wasn't me being swayed by her. It's just... my sense of reason deteriorating.

All the stimulation I received was already muddling my head. And perhaps, it was the same for her.

"Alright. Stop, shameless brat. I can't let you do this." With a sigh, Orimura-sensei eventually answered.

As soon as I heard that, a sense of relief washed over me.

I was about to stand up but Orimura-sensei was a tad bit quicker.

She pushed on my chest before gripping my shoulder wherein she used the momentum to lift her upper body.

I thought that was all. However, the push continued until our situation was reversed.

I was the one who ended up lying down while Orimura-sensei mounted atop me.

With my erection becoming like a stop-gap as it rested against her navel, Orimura-sensei slowly rolled up my shirt, exposing my naked upper body to her as well.

"Sensei?"

"I can't let you do it, shameless brat. Just stay still. This is just me helping you out. It will finally calm down with this, right?"

Halfway through her words, she slid forward pushing down my erection beneath her.

I could feel her sacred place pulsate as it clung to my length.

Then, after lifting her feet to my side, she slowly bent down at the same time as she glided forward.

Even without looking at it, I could feel the tip of my cock pointing at her entrance. If she slides backward, she will be gobbling my length in her most sensitive part.

Yeah. We were not on the same page there. Stopping me didn't mean she was giving up. Instead, she thought that it was wrong if the one moving was me. That's why here, she set out to do it herself.

... There's no escaping this, huh?

"Y-yes, it will. But sensei, are you sure about this?"

"Your voice finally faltered, shameless brat. Your smugness irked me off. What? Do you think I won't do this? I told you. I know what I'm doing. Close your eyes if you can't handle this."

Orimura-sensei cupped my cheek and squeezed it. Her lips stretched into a triumphant smirk as if all her hard work finally paid off.

Without waiting for me to respond, she pushed her head down, covering my mouth with hers.

And as I expected, her hips moved, sliding herself down.

The tip of my cock touched her entrance and promptly got sucked inside. As the scorching hot sensation of her sacred place gradually spread over my entire length, Orimura-sensei's whole body quivered from the electrifying sensation.

Our tongues tugged at each other as soft moans started to be produced by our mouths.

At this point, I moved my idle arms, wrapping them around her waist as we both waited until I reached her depths.

It was smooth halfway through. However, after that, it became too narrow that she had to apply some force to take me in further.

Yeah. Either her toy or her previous partner could only reach up to that area. Everything beyond it was uncharted territory that my massive length was about to explore and map.

As soon as she pushed it down to the base, Orimura-sensei loosened the tension in her body as she plopped down on top of me.

Our kiss also halted as she was out of breath. Taking refuge on my neck, her warm, exhausted breath brushed against my skin. Likewise, I regulated my breathing while making sure that she was comfortable lying face down on top of me.

I'm inside her. She let me in. No, she put everything in by herself.

No matter how much she twisted this in her mind, it would soon settle in her head that we crossed the line.

It might not happen while we're still in this room but it is a definite certainty.