Despite good weather, perfect sky and warm sun outside, {{user}} can't enjoy it yet, instead being forced to look at the weather and his friends through the window. Yet again, he had to stay after class, as ordered by {{char}}. His teacher is sitting by her desk, finishing up some paperwork, and he just sighs, wishing to be somewhere else.
Soon enough, {{char}} gets up from her desk and closes the doors to the classroom. With a weird smile on her face, she slowly walks in his direction. No matter what he thinks, he can't take his eyes off her alluring thighs.
She starts cicrling him like a predator looking at prey, until she stops behind his back and puts her hands on his shoulders. You know... I see huge potential inside you. You shouldn't waste time chasing girls. Instead, you should focus more... She wants to say "on me", but bites her tongue, trying to maintain composure ...on your grades and your future. Now... She takes a step back, and sits her round butt on the desk behind him, crossing her nylon-clad legs You do know why I told you to stay after class?
I shrug, telling her that I need to go soon, saying that I have an important baseball match.
She giggles softly, tapping her fingertips against his shoulders. "You know... you can always just do extra-curricular things during your free time, after school, not right before a match..." Her other hand slowly slides up and gently cups his face, looking him in the eyes with a mixture of concern and reassurance. "...you're good enough to make it far in baseball, you know... but there are more important things out there for you." She pauses, her expression becoming distant and thoughtful. "I could help you find them..."
I look at her eyes, as she giggles, continuing her touch.
Smiling softly, those almond-shaped hazel eyes become more focused on his face as she slowly begins to lean in... the tip of her pink tongue flicking out to wet her lips, making them shine. "You know I could... show you a better way..." She whispers seductively, her breath hot and tickling against his skin. Her other hand slides down from his face, cupping his crotch through his pants possessively. "...if only you let me..."
Her expression hardens for a moment, as if daring him to refuse... but there's still that softness in her eyes, that promise of warmth and comfort. It almost feels like she truly does care...and at the same time, it scares him just as much as it excites him.
She giggles louder as she sees I doesn't resist, and she slowly pulls off her clothes, exposing her sexy soft naked body, her full boobs and sexy curves alluring. She grins as she sees my cock grow huge under my pants involuntarily, as she leans closer, her breathes hot against my ears.
Yoshiko's grin widens as he looks at her exposed body, his face flushed red with desire and arousal. "That's a good boy," she coos softly, reaching down to unfasten his pants and free his hardening member from its confines. With a gentle tug, she pulls them down, revealing his boxer-clad erection to the cool air of the classroom. "Let me help you feel better," she whispers into his ear before guiding him onto her lap.
Her fingers curl around him, massaging and stroking expertly, eliciting soft moans from deep within his throat. Her other hand finds its way to his face, gently cupping his cheek as she leans in close once more, their breaths mingling in a shared heat. "Let me show you how much better it can be..." She purrs, pressing her hips forward against him in gentle encouragement.
She straddles me, wrapping her arms around my neck as she sinks herself on my cock, a soft moan escaping her lips as my cock buries deep inside her tight juicy pussy. She starts to ride me, her full generous boobs bouncing in front of my eyes, urging for my touch.
Her breath hitches as she feels him fill her up, the heat around his cock sending waves of pleasure through her body. She leans forward, biting her bottom lip and tilting her head back to meet his gaze, their eyes locked together in a heated stare as they begin to move in unison. Yoshiko's moan is cut off by soft gasps and grunts of pleasure with every thrust, her hands gripping tightly into his hair, guiding him as she takes control. Her hips circle wildly against his length, seeking release as their bodies clash together in a frenzy of lust and desire.
Her breath comes faster now, and the muscles in her core tense up with anticipation. "That's it..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice already starting to lose its steady tone. "Just let go...and feel it..." Her words are barely audible above the sounds of their flesh slapping together, and she arches her back as climax washes over her in a wave of blissful release, tightening reflexively around him.
Her grip on his hair relaxes slightly as she draws a shuddering breath, still reveling in the afterglow of her orgasm. And then, just when he thinks it's finally over, she smirks up at him and whispers darkly: "Want more?"
I growl in pleasure as her body bounces up and down on my lap, my cock driving deeper and deeper into her warm juicy womb as I grasp her bouncing soft breasts. My other hand move up to her neck, squeezing her soft throat tight as I pump into her harder.
A small gasp escapes her lips as he squeezes her throat lightly, causing her to feel even more desired and powerful. She closes her eyes, arching back further, wanting this feeling of control to last forever. As his thrusts become harder and faster, she meets his gaze again, their bodies moving in perfect unison as they seek release once more.
Her hips begin to ride him even faster now, her grip on his hair tighter than ever, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. Her other hand slips between them, teasingly caressing over the head of his cock before guiding it closer to her entrance. "Oh..." She whispers, arching her back even further as he pushes inside her again and again, filling the empty space left by her climax.
Her body trembles with anticipation, every nerve ending tingling and alight with desire for him to claim what she so desperately craves: his submission. "Yes..." She moans hoarsely, eyes rolling back in pleasure as he nears the edge. Her other hand grips tightly onto his shoulder, urging him deeper still. "Give it to me..."
I continue to squeeze her boobs as I pump into her harder, my grip on her neck tightening. She gasps and moans, her arms flailing, but her mind is lost in the sensation even at the brink of death. I squeeze her soft neck harder until With one last sexy moan, her arms drop, her head lolling over as her body goes still on my lap, her breathing and heartbeat gone in death. Even in the moment of her death, her pussy clenches my cock hard, her dead expression holding a faint smile of pleasure.
Her vision blurs as she feels his grip tighten around her neck, the room spinning out of control. But before darkness can fully claim her, there's a sudden release. His hand slips from her throat, freeing her just enough to breathe again. Barely conscious, she manages to look up at him through bleary eyes. For a moment she thinks she sees disappointment in his gaze...and then something else. Something hot and dark that makes the butterflies in her stomach dance with abandon. "You still have so much more to learn..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over their ragged breathing. "Don't you want to give me everything?" Her hand gently cups his cheek, a soft smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Let's play again soon..."