"What's next, sensei?" I rested my back quite comfortably and looked up at her. She's really beautiful despite the constant scolding she throws at me.
"Well, first things first, close your eyes."
I did as she said and my other senses instantly heightened. Her fragrant scent filled my nostrils. The softness of her body as she leaned into me was a delightful warmth. And I could hear the faint sound of her breathing and her heartbeat which was getting quicker as she stared at me with those intense eyes of hers.
I sensed a shift in her movement before a soft and warm sensation pressed on my lips. It was Orimura-sensei's lips, eagerly seeking mine. It was a swift kiss. Not enough to leave her taste on it but enough to stir the embers of my desire that had been smoldering within me.
Following that, her fingers ran across my face as though she was tracing the outline of my jaw, down my neck, and then she began to unbutton my shirt.
"Sensei, how do we determine the winner of this exercise?" I asked as I could feel the heat spreading from her lower body to mine.
"The one who can resist the longest, of course." She answered with a whisper as her warm breath tickled the side of my neck.
One by one, the buttons of my uniform shirt popped open under her expert fingers.
"Isn't this a bit unfair though? You're free to move while I have to keep my eyes closed and hands to myself."
"It's fair. Remember, this is a lesson for you. I'll make you behave. Behave enough to only have me running in your head."
Her voice was sultry and I couldn't help but curve up my lips into a smirk. She's really going all out today.
But then again, I asked for this. Might as well enjoy the moment.
"Alright. Do your best, sensei. But what if you lose control?"
"I never lose control," She said confidently, though the tremble in her fingers betrayed her. Not to mention our previous sessions where she'd always end up losing control.
A silence stretched for a moment before the warmth of her palm pressed on my chest.
Following that, her soft, warm and now-wet lips found my lips again. Her tongue slipped inside, playing with mine in a dance that was both innocent and erotic.
Mhm. What part of this is a lesson? In the end, this is once again becoming an intimate moment between us.
Regardless, I could tell that Orimura-sensei truly understood what I was agonizing at. She's simply using that this time to her advantage. To have all my attention to herself and forget that I still have another place to go.
"Let's see if that's true, sensei," I put on a mischievous smile as my hand, which was just resting at her hips, slipped to her bottom, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Y-you. That's shameless. I told you not to--"
"Hmm? How is it shameless, sensei? I am only holding onto you." I acted innocent, but the smirk on my face was probably giving me away. "Isn't this part of the 'physical exercise' you were talking about?"
"T-the physical exercise is something else."
"Oh? What is it then? Show me, sensei."
Even without her saying it, it’s too obvious what the ‘physical exercise’ entails.
Just thinking about it was already making me hard. What more? Watching her expressions, her scent, her touch, her voice.
All of it was too much. I could feel the blood rushing to my lower parts and I knew she felt it too.
Eventually, her palm on my chest slid down to my stomach. Her fingers traced the hardness outlined in it as if she were mapping them out.
"Shameless brat. Control yourself." She whispered but my response was another squeeze on her butt, fondling her bouncy pair.
Orimura-sensei gasped lightly as her mind and body reacted to my touch, betraying her own desires.
Her eyes flashed a warning but the blush on her cheeks told a different story.
She couldn’t get away with this anymore.
"You're just going to make it harder for yourself. I told you... I'll correct you."
As she said that, Orimura-sensei adjusted her position on top of me, sliding further upward until she was directly sitting on my erection.
With my hands as her navigator, my bulge firmly set in the crevice of her slit, giving us both the same pleasurable sensation.
"Don't worry, sensei. I only have you in my head right now.”
“I’ll relinquish my control to you. If you tell me to push you down. I will do it. If you tell me to stop, I'll move my hand away and accept anything you do. So tell me, what do you have in mind?"
An audible gulp escaped her mouth as her passion-filled eyes locked onto mine.
"I'm thinking..." Orimura-sensei's voice returned to its usual volume. It’s as if she had just thrown away any pretenses she put on. And then, she leaned in closer, her lips meeting mine for one lingering kiss.
"How about you just... follow my lead? This exercise is for both of us. If… If I lost control. You’re free to do what you want with me."
The challenge in her voice was clear. I couldn't help but chuckle at her attempt to regain the upper hand and at the same time, give me the chance to take over. She just basically admitted that she wouldn’t be able to restrain herself again.
Then, her hips began to move, grinding herself against my growing erection.
"Alright, sensei. I’m looking forward to our ‘physical exercise’,"
I kept my hold on her butt but did no other gesture other than supporting her balance and allowing her to take the reins.
With another kiss wherein she pulled my tongue out to be sucked by her hungrily, Orimura-sensei’s hand slid down to my pants, unbuckling the belt and throwing it to the side.
My zipper followed suit and she reached into my boxers, gripping my hardened cock, pulling it out of its confines.
I bit my lower lip to stifle a groan and closed my eyes to focus on her touch, taste, and scent.
"Good, you're listening," I heard her sweet whisper and the intoxicating fragrance of her hair as she nibbled my earlobe. "Now, let's see if you can keep those eyes closed and those hands to yourself while I... educate you."
Then came the rustling of her clothes. I listened to the sound of her tracksuit’s zipper sliding down and the sensation of her hand movements as she rolled up her inner shirt.
She leaned forward and the milky scent of her skin filled my nostrils.
“Open your mouth.” She commanded and I followed.
A second later the familiar taste of her sensitive cherry filled my mouth. Orimura-sensei had bent over, offering her breasts to me as if it were a sacrifice to the gods of lust. It was already hardened to a point, begging for me to suck it as much as I could.
Who am I to refuse that?
At the same time as I felt her arms wrapping around my head, my mouth hungrily latched onto her breast, sucking and teasing the nipple.
Orimura-sensei moaned softly as her hands dug into my hair followed by her hip movements, rocking back and forth in a rhythm to drive us both to the edge. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on NoveI(F)ire.net
Then, I heard her saying in between ragged breaths, "T-this is the physical exercise. Do it well, shameless brat."