The Training Continues Until You Pass

"So, do I pass this time?"

Hanna's eyes, utterly undone, were filled with raw lust. I gave a satisfied smile and began moving my hips in earnest.

Slap, slap, slap!

"Aahhng! Ah! Ah! Lieutenant! More than before, it's… deeper…! Ah, no, right there…♡"

As my movements quickened, her moans burst out beyond all restraint. I drove mercilessly into her most sensitive spot, hammering my hips without mercy. Her plump breasts swayed violently in time with my rhythm.

"I-I'm going to come! Lieutenant… huaaahng♡!"

Her body arched like a bow as she crested her peak. Her hot pussy convulsed around my cock, clenching and releasing again and again like it was spasming. I paused my thrusting and savored the sight of her body trembling faintly in the aftershocks of orgasm.

"Haa… haa…."

Drenched in sweat, she barely managed to catch her breath. Perhaps she thought I was going to finish things there, because I felt the tension in her body ease slightly. But I had no such intention. I hadn't come yet.

I slipped my hands behind her waist and shoulders and sat myself upright. She naturally ended up seated astride my lap.

"Hyaah…!"

The sudden shift in position drew a startled moan from her. Face to face, seated against each other—we now held each other in perfect view. Her soft breasts pressed against my bare chest, and our hot breaths scattered across each other's faces. My reflection gazed back from her wide, hazelnut-colored eyes.

I gripped her waist and drove deep into her once more.

"Haah-ung…!"

She wrapped her arms around my neck and surrendered herself to the motion. The sound of sweat-slicked skin slapping wetly against skin echoed obscenely through the room. That was when it happened. Hanna, her face buried in my shoulder, breathed hot against my ear and whispered,

"Lieutenant…."

"Mm."

"Am… am I passing the training yet…?"

"Heh."

A chuckle burst out of me. The little minx. Without stopping the movement of my hips, I nibbled lightly on her earlobe and answered.

"Not yet."

At my answer, her eyes turned to hearts.

"Then… keep teaching me… until I pass…♡"

With those words, she found my lips herself and pressed hers against them. Below, her pussy squeezed tight; above, her hot tongue explored hungrily—devoted service on every front. I stopped holding back, hungrily sucking at her lips as I drove my hips forward with all my strength.

"Mmph, ungh…! Aahng♡!"

Her cries and our kiss tangled together as the second round began.

Chuwp, chuwp, chup….

Our lips collided and parted in a dizzying rhythm to match the ferocity of my thrusting. The kiss I had been leading at first had, before I knew it, transformed into mutual exploration with neither of us taking charge. She was now the one winding her tongue around mine first, nibbling at my lower lip.

The bolder her kisses grew, the tighter her grip below became. When her tongue traced circles, her inner walls clenched snugly around my cockhead. As she sucked on my tongue with a wet slurp, the walls of her pussy rippled like crashing waves, swallowing my shaft deep inside.

"Mmph, ungh…! Chuwp…♡"

Every time we broke apart, a long silver thread of saliva stretched between our lips. Her eyes were completely glazed over, her cheeks flushed past pink into a red that looked ready to burst.

I paused my thrusting. She looked up at me with a puzzled expression.

"Why… did you stop…♡"

"You're finally getting decent."

I brushed the sweat-damp hair from her forehead as I said it.

"At kissing, I mean."

"Hehe…♡"

She smiled, pure and innocent. That artless grin, set against the obscene view of her pussy still clamped around my cock—the contrast nearly drove me insane.

"So… do I pass…?"

She hugged my neck tighter, looking up ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠at me with eyes like a puppy begging for praise. I smirked and seized one of her luscious breasts in a single hand. The plump flesh spilled out between my fingers.

"Hmm. I'll have to see how good you are with other things, too."

Her face flared crimson all over again.

"…Excuse me?"

I gently pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. The stiffened bud rubbed between my fingers.

"Mmm…!"

"This one hasn't had its turn yet, you see."

I bowed my head and took the right nipple I'd been toying with into my mouth.

"Haaaahng…♡!"

Her whole body flinched. Her pussy clamped down hard around my cock.

"Mnn, ah…! Lieutenant, not there, you can't…♡"

Despite her pleading, I didn't stop. Gently at first, I lathed her entire areola with my tongue like I was suckling milk. The pale peach areola glistened with my saliva, darkening a shade deeper.

Her body began to tremble faintly. I stiffened my tongue and teased the tip of her taut nipple with little prodding pokes.

"Heeek…! Mmph…♡!"

Hiccuping moans spilled from her mouth. Her reactions were so adorable that I grew even more mischievous. This time I suckled her nipple softly and released it, over and over. Each time that lewd little chuwp rang out, her hips spasmed.

Finally, I gave her nipple a gentle nibble with my teeth—not hard enough to hurt, but enough for the jolt of stimulation to carry through.

"Huaaaahng♡!"

In the end, she couldn't hold out—her face buried in my shoulder, she came hard. Hot nectar burst from her like a fountain, soaking ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my abdomen.

With a satisfied smile, I lifted my lips from her saliva-slicked right breast. Then I turned my head, fixing my gaze on the luscious peak of the left one—still untouched.

Her eyes, half-lidded and glistening with the lingering haze of pleasure, were drenched and drowsy. She must have realized I'd chosen my next target, because her body began to tremble faintly once more—this time with anticipation.

I made a show of taking her left nipple into my mouth.

"Mmph…♡!"

She reacted far more sensitively than the right one had. I toyed with her nipple even more boldly and brazenly than before. Rolling it with my tongue, sucking it with my lips, biting it with my teeth.

"Aahng, haaahng…! Lieutenant…♡ please, enough…♡"

After lavishing her breasts for a long while, I slowly leaned myself back. As my buried cock slid out with a wet squelch, Hanna let out a disappointed moan.

"Lieutenant…?"

Instead of answering, I patted my own body twice with my palm. She caught my meaning instantly and, without a moment's hesitation, climbed on top of me. Aiming my cock at her drenched pussy, she slowly lowered her hips.

"Mmph…♡"

The sensation of our flesh joining once more. She settled perfectly astride me and let out a contented sigh.

"Your turn now. Show me a passing score."

"…Yes♡"

She answered with a shy smile and began moving her hips on her own. At first she was clumsy and jerky, but she caught on quickly, rolling smoothly in circles to stimulate my cock. I pillowed my arms behind my head and lay back, savoring the sight of her melting into pleasure atop me.

She didn't stop at her hips. She leaned down over me, wet hair spilling across my chest. Her tongue glided gently over my nape and trailed down along my collarbone. When the tip of her tongue teased the nipple on my chest, my hips twitched before I could help it.

"Hehe…♡"

Apparently amused by my reaction, she grinned playfully and began sucking my fingers into her mouth one by one. While her tongue explored every corner of my body, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her pussy below never stopped milking my cock. I couldn't take it any longer—I grabbed her hips and slammed her down hard.

"Huaaaahng♡!"

Every drop of blood in my body surged downward. My vision seemed to flicker at the edges.

"Hanna—I'm coming!"

With those words, I buried myself in her to the hilt one last time. Hot semen erupted like a waterfall, flooding straight into her womb.

"Huaaaaahng♡!"

Hanna's body shuddered as if she'd been struck by lightning. At the sensation of being filled to her depths with something hot, her pussy convulsed, clutching and squeezing my cock greedily as if to wring out the very last drop.

The moment I finished, all the strength drained from my body as if it had never existed. The same went for Hanna.

"Hah… ung…."

With a short moan, her body—straining above me—collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut. Her sweat-soaked frame folded over mine.

Her soft, ample breasts crushed against my chest. I gently stroked her heaving back and rear, savoring the aftermath of my release. For a long while, we stayed tangled together in silence. Only the beating of each other's hearts and our ragged breathing filled the room, along with the thick mingled scent of sweat, semen, and our bodies, saturating the barracks.

Eventually, I slowly drew my still-buried cock out of her.

"Mnn…!"

With a sticky squelch, the hot flesh retreated—and a clouded flood of my semen ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠mixed with her nectar gushed out. The liquid started at her pussy and trailed down the creamy skin of her inner thighs in a glistening line. At the obscene sight, Hanna blushed and sat up.

But she didn't run away. She slid off the bed and knelt between my legs. Then, carefully, she took my wilted cock into her mouth.

Her soft tongue touched the flesh still exquisitely sensitive in the wake of my release.

Slurp, slurp….

She traced meticulous circles around my urethra, flicking her tongue even over the ridged contours beneath the glans, as if determined to miss nothing. As if intending to wash away the last lingering drop of semen with her own saliva, she sucked with such devotion that her cheeks hollowed slightly.

Her service didn't stop there. Once her tongue had polished the glans clean, it soon traveled down the shaft. She held the glans in one hand to steady it and licked even the base. The tip of her tongue parted my dampened pubic hair and brushed lightly against my slackened balls.

I couldn't help myself. I gave the order.

"Down there too."

Her movements froze for an instant. Her wet eyes wavered with bewilderment as they looked up at me—a silent surely he doesn't mean I have to lick that too.

Status Analysis.

"All of it. Leave nothing behind."

Rather than answering, I reached behind her head and pressed down firmly. She finally bowed her head in resignation. Her tongue slid slowly down the groove beneath the base of my shaft, and her nose buried itself in my pubic hair.

"Mmph…."

She carefully took one of my balls into her mouth, handling it like a precious jewel. The thin, wrinkled skin rolled softly over her tongue—a strange, delicate sensation. Shivers ran up my spine at the thrill of surrendering such a tender vulnerability to her caress.

My hips flinched on their own. She must have felt it, because her movements grew a little bolder. She stiffened the tip of her tongue to tickle the thin skin, pressed gentle suction with her lips, and cradled the other side tenderly with her fingers. I closed my eyes and surrendered myself to Hanna's devotion. Once she had lavished the same painstaking care on the other side, she lifted her head again and pressed her lips to the glans.

Smooch! By then she'd even sucked away the precum that had seeped from my slit, leaving nothing behind, and she finally released my thoroughly cleaned cock from her mouth. She raised her head and met my eyes. In those hazelnut irises was a pure, guileless hunger for praise. She asked, carefully,

"Lieutenant…."

"What."

"…Do I pass now?"

"Hah…."

I asked, half in disbelief.

"Where on earth did you learn all this? Your technique gets better by the day—fallatio, at least."

At my teasing question, her cheeks flushed a little. But this time she wasn't flustered. Instead, she licked the residue from the corner of her mouth with her tongue and smiled seductively.

"…Thanks to your excellent instruction, Lieutenant."

"When did I ever teach you anything like this?"

Instead of answering, she bowed her head again. Taking my newly hardened cock into her mouth, she murmured around it, mumbling,

"Kishes ungh… since I… hawn't passed yet… I gotta be good at other things too…♡"

With that, she began sucking far more brazenly than before. I let out a helpless laugh at the wanton sight and stroked her soft hair.

The night was still young.

Early the next morning, before the sky had even begun to lighten. I had just gotten out of bed—Hanna lay asleep beside me, naked as the day she was born.

Knock, knock-knock!

The irritable pounding lasted only a moment. Then the door swung open on its own.

"Hey, Max Jäger! You—!"

Erika, standing in the doorway, froze solid the instant she took in the scene inside the room.