Stealing Spree
chapter-2009

"You're enjoying this again..."

"How can I not, sensei? You're doing this for me. The best I can do is to appreciate it."

"No. The best you can do is to cum right away... But this... it's just like that time."

"I'm trying, sensei... I swear."

"I don't believe you..."

With crooked eyebrows, Orimura-sensei rolled her eyes before focusing down on my erection.

Despite saying all that, she's still holding it up, stroking it fiercely as it continues to throb within her palm.

However, apart from it becoming even bigger and thicker from all the blood that kept pumping and circulating to it, reaching climax was still far from the horizon.

I was being honest with her when I said I was enjoying it though. The transparent slimy liquid that leaked from the tip already stained her hand, making her strokes moist and slippery.

Now that she focused on it again while ignoring how my hand continued fondling her or my mouth enclosing around one of her nipples, Orimura-sensei gradually moved.

Having understood what she wanted to do, I popped her hardened cherry out of my mouth and straightened my back.

While continuing to fondle her breast, I watched as she slowly bent down, running her kisses from my chest to my toned navel.

Before arriving at her destination, she shot me another glance along with an amused expression to capture the anticipation building on my face.

"Shameless pervert." She smilingly murmured as her warm breath brushed against my cock, making it tingle from the sensation.

I smiled back in response. Because no matter how much she says she's only doing this to help me, her actions now say otherwise.

Shortly after, her soft and moist lips touched the tip, giving it an intimate kiss, and sucked the remaining precum built up on it. And then, she continued to slide down from the side, settling her head on my thigh and next to it.

While staring up at me, she unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down to the ground, further liberating my length.

She grasped my sack and fondled it. From how sensitive it was, my cock throbbed profusely.

"This naughty thing..." She watched in fascination before her lips pressed to the side again. Nibbling and kissing it as she slowly went from the base upwards. When she returned to the head, her tongue wrapped around it, wetting it completely with her saliva.

Somehow, the way she looked while doing it was so seductive that I could feel more of my blood hardening it. It twitched uncontrollably that it almost escaped her grasp.

Upon stabilizing it, Orimura-sensei could only give a positive hum as she didn't think twice anymore. She opened her mouth, sliding more than half of my length.

The intense heat and stimulating warmth of her mouth spread to my senses as my cock settled inside. Looking down, I saw her cheeks gradually bulge as the tip poked at it. However, only momentarily. She brought it back to the middle of her mouth, letting her tongue continue to entangle around it, savoring my taste.

In response, I reached inside her pants, returning even a little of what she was about to do for me using my fingers.

She didn't open her legs initially but with how persistent my reach was, she gave in and allowed me access to run my fingers along her moist slit and eventually, poke into her sacred place.

With the stimulation from my fingers, she moaned out in pleasure. But to keep it subdued, Orimura-sensei's head started bobbing up and down, sliding my erection in and out of her mouth. Accompanied by her skilled tongue that knew how to squeeze me, my whole body became awash with how great she was doing it.

The same as before, Orimura-sensei would pause at times to catch her breath. Upon taking it out for a moment, she would then switch to licking it all over while giving me a stimulating sight to remember.

Her pride as an educator was already shelved down. For her, I'm not like any other student. I'm a unique existence for her. That's why, apart from the guilt for her friend, she couldn't really be bothered by how forbidden this relationship we've cultivated.

Maybe she did realize it but even so, she's not just going to admit to it in front of me.

A few minutes later, understanding that her blowjob wouldn't be enough to finish me, Orimura-sensei eventually stopped and returned to her previous sitting position.

Our lips found each other again and shared an intimate exchange of saliva.

Then with a slightly impish smile uncharacteristic of her, she said, "Shameless brat, did you like it?"

"Yes." My answer was swift and concise which somehow pleased her.

"Good. If my jaw becomes sore, you have to make it up to me." She smilingly said while acting like she was adjusting her chin.

"It won't just be your jaw becoming sore, sensei... Your whole body will."

I leaned closer to her and whispered back but her response sounded more confident than ever.

"I doubt it."

I don't know if she's trying to challenge me or if this is just her way to keep up appearances but from here, I decided not to stay passive anymore.

"The bet is still on, sensei." Upon saying that, my fingers paused from poking her to assist my other hand with pulling down her track pants.

It wasn't easy since she remained seated and she found amusement at seeing me struggle but when I eventually succeeded, Orimura-sensei turned towards me and pressed her hands on my shoulders. Using my body as her support, she lifted herself and went over to straddle me.

With my cock pointing directly at her entrance, she slid the thin fabric covering her sacred place to the side before saying, "Don't forget, shameless brat. I'm helping you. So, don't move."

As I thought, she's still going to make that as an excuse. But let's see how long she could hold onto it. If I could coerce her for a kiss and other things, letting me move on my own would also be possible...

"Can I not help you here as well, sensei?"

"No." What a swift rejection. Somehow, I find this to be one of her charms.

I've had my fair share of tsundere with Maaya and Izumi but Orimura-sensei was something else entirely. No matter what I do, she's probably not going to openly admit her true feelings to me. Maybe that's also going to be the case even if I succeeded in making her devoted to me. But we'll see. It's still too early to tell.

I smiled in response which annoyed her a little. Nonetheless, that alone wasn't enough to stop what was about to happen.

“Then, I should at least even it out with you, sensei. Wait a second.”

Before she could lower herself down to take me inside her, I grabbed her waistline and raised her body, bringing her sacred place at the same height as my head. With her knees sinking on my side, Orimura-sensei could only put her hands on top of my head as she watched me plunge my face into her crotch.

“... I never said you could do this… Uhhmmp!”

She tried to complain but was cut off as my mouth and tongue started their work in pleasuring her.

Little by little, my hands moved from her waist to her perky butt, fondling them as I sucked her love juices and drilled my tongue deep within her. Unlike the last time when she stopped me from cupping them, Orimura-sensei’s head was already too muddled to care for it.

And with this, I accomplished what I opted out to do back then. Her whole body started quivering and her hands started pulling on my hair. Not long after, her subdued moans echoed inside the room.

It’s encouraging enough that instead of just giving her a taste of what I can do with my mouth, I pushed her to climax.

Taking the opportunity while she’s weakened by it, I guided her down to me. My towering erection smoothly slides in from her entrance, occupying her depths for the second time.

“... Hnng. Disobedient brat.” That’s all Orimura-sensei could mutter as she firmly settled on my lap.

“I’m only helping you out, sensei…”

“Ughh… You’ll be the death of me, shameless brat.”

I know. Using her own words back to her sounded devilish but what can I do if she’s this stubborn? Besides, t’s not like she’s so against it. To quell her displeasure, I sealed her mouth with another kiss which she graciously welcomed.

Then, for the next minute or two, neither of us made an extensive movement. We simply savored the sensation brought by our renewed connection.