Physical exercise. Yeah. Right... This is the kind of exercise we always do. An exclusive exercise just for me among her many students.
But, I had to admit, her breasts tasted heavenly as always. I sucked and licked them eagerly, feeling them get firmer and more sensitive with every stroke of my tongue. Orimura-sensei's breathy moans encouraged me to suck harder, to nibble gently, to make her feel good.
"S-shameless brat. Keep going." With a needy voice, Orimura-sensei breathlessly encouraged.
I nodded and switched to her other nipple, giving it the same careful treatment.
Her hips rocked faster and faster and I could sense her need to feel me more directly.
A minute later, before I could switch on her other nipple again, Orimura-sensei pressed on my shoulder as she lifted herself from me.
Understanding what she wanted to do, I opened my eyes and moved my hand to her waist, assisting her in pulling down her track pants and panties. Her sacred place hovered on top of my erect cock, salivating for what was to come.
"Sensei, is this going to be a part of our exercise?" I playfully asked. My voice was a little strained from the effort of holding back.
"Every part of this is educational," She firmly replied as if she truly believed it herself.
I played along with a nod as I watched her positioned herself above me, using her hand to align my cock to her narrow entrance. She lowered herself slightly, letting the tip kiss her wetness, causing a soft gasp to leave her lips.
"This physical exercise... You have to control yourself from now on," Orimura-sensei whispered as she finally engulfed my cock with her warm, tight embrace. She took me inch by inch as her expression switched from determined to pure bliss.
I kept my hands on her waist as she began to ride me, her wetness coating my length with each movement.
She set a slow, torturous rhythm that had me groan from the pleasure as I held myself back from matching her movements.
The way she took charge was so damn erotic as I watched her pupils get dilated with passionate desire.
No matter how much she denied it, her body was too honest for its own good. The way she moaned my name like a prayer and a curse combined. Clearly, she had long lost control.
But well, this was her 'physical exercise' and I had to follow through.
I leaned forward as I started sucking on her nipple again, feeling her shiver from the sensation.
Orimura-sensei's legs tightened around my waist, and her hips began to rock in a more frantic rhythm, betraying her earlier claims of control.
"Shameless brat, you're making it too hard," Orimura-sensei gasped. Her cheeks were already flushed crimson and her eyes glazed over with lust.
Every time the tip would hit her deepest sensitive spot, her whole body would shiver uncontrollably.
And honestly, this was reminding me of our first time. She also asked me not to move back then but instead of her excuse of 'physical exercise', she used the term 'helping me out' with my erection.
I'm not complaining though. Orimura-sensei looked so beautiful with her eyes glazed over with desire and affection. I couldn’t help but get lost in it.
And so, I would be her devoted student eager to pass this 'exercise'.
"Sensei, you can tell me to take over if it's too hard," I said while still having the tip of her nipple in my mouth. I bit it lightly, drawing more reaction from her.
I could feel the tension building in her body, her breaths coming in quick pants as she eagerly rode me. She was close and I was eager to take the lead and give her what she truly craved.
"S-shut up. Just keep watching me," Orimura-sensei said, trying to keep her composure despite the pleasure that washed over her. Her love juices had already flooded down to my balls and the cushion, making every stroke feel heavenly.
But I could tell she was nearing her climax. Her walls were already pulsating around my cock and her moans had become more high pitched.
With a cheeky smirk, I whispered, "But I want to make sure you get the full experience, sensei. Let me do my part on this physical exercise."
Orimura-sensei paused and looked conflicted but eventually, her desire won over. She trembled for a split second before nodding her head as her grip on my shoulders tightened. That was her silent go-ahead.
I didn't waste a second.
With one swift movement, I flipped our positions, making her lie on the couch. Her legs were spread wide open as I hovered over her with the entirety of my cock still nestled in her depths.
"Ready for the final stretch, sensei?" I whispered after a kiss which conveyed all of our desire to each other.
I didn't wait for her reply, instead, I started to move my hips, pulling out almost all the way before slamming back in with enough force to make the couch squeak beneath us.
Orimura-sensei held back her moan as I took charge of the rhythm.
I watched her face contort with pleasure as I increased my speed, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge. Her walls tightened around me, the warmth and wetness of her sacred place making it difficult to hold back.
I don't know how much time we had left but... I already decided to not bother with it and focus on this 'lesson'.
"B-brat, hurry up. I'm about to..." Orimura-sensei's words trailed off into a high-pitched moan as I hammered into her with unrelenting pace. Her body arched off the couch as she approached climax.
I pounded into her with everything I had. The sound of our bodies slapping together became a rhythm that was music to our ears. The couch creaked and moaned in protest but we didn't give a damn. All that mattered was the symphony of pleasure we were creating together.
After her first climax, I only gave her a few seconds before I flipped her over, pounding her from behind while I leaned forward, locking us in a deep kiss. The taste of her was addictive and I never wanted to let go.
When she climaxed again, I carried her to the wall, her legs around my waist as I continued to thrust into her. The source of this content ɪs noveⅼfire.net
"I-I can't... Anymore... shameless brat. This is too much," she whimpered, but I knew she was lying. I knew her body too well, knew the signs of when she was about to burst again.
So, I gave her a break. I pulled out of her, my cock glistening with her love juices.
"You're such a greedy student," She panted as she kneeled on the ground in front of me, her eyes glazed with desire.
I smirked, "And you love it, sensei."
Her cheeks flushed even redder, but she didn't argue. Instead, she leaned in, took my cock into her mouth, and started to suck. I had to hold back a groan as I felt her tongue lock around the base, her eyes looking up at me with a mix of lust and defiance. It was clear she wasn't going to let me have all the fun.
Her movements were slow and deliberate, teasing me as she licked every inch of my shaft. The warmth of her mouth was almost too much, but I managed to keep my cool.
Once she'd recovered enough, she stood up again and rested her back on the wall. Her arms wrapped around the back of my head as she pulled me in, "Let's finish this exercise, brat... Do it inside me."
I chuckled at her words, "As you wish, sensei."
Without missing a beat, I picked her up again, her legs wrapping around my waist as I pushed back into her, filling her up completely.
Her walls clamped down around me, tight and desperate for more. I could feel her pulsing against me, eager for release. Likewise, my balls were drawn up tight and my cock was about to burst.
Pounding her relentlessly, we gradually reached our climax. The room was filled with our animalistic noises, the sound of slapping flesh and her whimpers of pleasure mixing with the grunts of my effort.
Orimura-sensei kissed me as she came once more, muffling her unrestrained moan.
And with how tight she squeezed me inside her, I couldn't hold it in any longer.
With one final thrust, I released my load deep inside her, filling her up as she milked me to the last drop.
I kept her up there long enough for her legs to loosen up, then slowly let her down as I moved us back to the couch, lying her down gently. I didn't pull out immediately as I wanted to savor the feeling of being connected to her.
"Sensei, did I pass your lesson?" I asked while my lips showered her neck with light kisses, my cock still twitching inside her.
"S-shut up, don't ask me that, shameless brat. But... I must say... You did great." Orimura-sensei acted tough but her voice was a sweet mess of pleasure.
Holding back on teasing her, I had her snuggle against my chest. Her breathing was still heavy and her cheeks were a delightful shade of red. This 'physical exercise' went in the way we both expected, after all.
But despite that, Orimura-sensei would keep up with denying how much she enjoyed our little sessions. It's part of her charm, I guess.
There's no reason to force her to admit it as well. It's more fun this way. I could continue teasing her and enjoy her reactions.
Now then, how should I apologize to Hayashi-sensei for standing her up today?