Masturbation Room Banned. Instead, Teacher Johanna as Free Onahole!
"Really ridiculous. How can you cause trouble just one day after enrolling?"
"No, I'm innocent. What did I even do?"
I immediately protested Teacher Johanna's reprimand. I never thought I'd be summoned to her private office right after class ended. What the hell had I done wrong? I was genuinely curious. It was still only the first day—I hadn't even started any serious activities yet.
"The students came complaining. Why did a man enter the Masturbation Room?"
"Ah, that thing?"
I figured they'd all been too lost in pussy-rubbing bliss to notice me. Guess there's always one bitch with eagle eyes.
But so what?
"Isn't the Masturbation Room open to everyone at the academy? I build up sexual frustration too, so I gotta drain it properly."
That's why the damn Masturbation Room exists in the first place. Or is there some rule saying everyone else can use it but not me? Discrimination much?
"You're right, Lazar—there's logic in what you say. The Masturbation Room is open to all. No restrictions on basic human needs. It's your freedom."
"Right? So I'll keep using the Masturbation Room then?"
"No, we can't allow that. The pheromones you left behind made a student lose control of her masturbation and skip class. It disrupts studies, so your use of the Masturbation Room is prohibited."
"That's bullshit. It's their fault for going into heat like horny sluts—not mine."
Besides, I came to this academy to help the cadets build immunity to Big Dick Special Students, so they won't pussy-submit easily in the future. If they isolate me like this, what's the point of me being here?
Johanna ignored my counterargument without so much as a blink.
"No choice. For the greater good, a little sacrifice is necessary."
Hmm. Honestly, getting banned from the Masturbation Room didn't faze me much. It's a facility I had no real reason to use anyway, and once I start properly conquering this academy, lifting the ban would be child's play.
But separately from that, this feeling of my freedom being restricted pissed me off. How should I vent this twisted frustration? What would be the best way to punish these bitches for shoving their arbitrary rules down my throat?
"Of course, I'm not just telling you to avoid the Masturbation Room."
"Oh? Then what?"
Johanna pushed up her glasses, her voice oddly excited.
"The Masturbation Room is ultimately for relieving sexual desire. So instead of a ban, I'll handle your needs personally."
"Oho."
Now that changed things.
"My dick's on the bigger side, so my libido's intense too. Think you can handle it?"
"Limited to academy hours. After class, handle it quietly in your room via masturbation."
"So how exactly are you gonna handle my urges? Jerk me off with your pussy for old times' sake?"
I tossed out some blatant sexual harassment while activating Female Mind Reading (SS).
Haah, this man... He says things that make my pussy tremble so casually. The future worries me. My pussy's aching—panties are already soaked.
"Such words are unpleasant, so even as a joke, refrain."
Her mouth spewed one thing, but her true heart was 180 degrees opposite. The depraved thrill of peeking at that gap nearly made my lips curl—I barely held it back.
"And I told you before, right? I have a man I've promised marriage to. Spreading my pussy for another while engaged isn't proper. Nor is tempting such a woman."
But if he insists on borrowing my pussy here, I might spread it... He shouldn't know how a woman's heart yearns to devote itself to the nearby big dick over a distant fiancé.
Damn, don't smile! I pinched my own thigh hard to swallow the bursting laugh.
That icy witch face hiding a pathetic pussy-slut's swirling desires—the gap was hilarious... but I held it in!
"Kh, kkh! Uh, y-yeah. Just a joke—don't take it so seriously. Big dicks just get the urge to stab any hot pussy on sight, y'know."
"...I see. Still, learn some self-restraint for society's sake."
Johanna adjusted her glasses nonchalantly, but she subtly looked disappointed.
"You've used it once before, so no need to explain how."
She knelt before me, shoved fingers into her mouth, and stretched it wide. Sticky saliva clung to the roof and tongue—a perfect, drool-glistening onahole already formed.
"No need to hold back. Make sure your lust is fully relieved."
"Ah, of course."
As if I'd ever refuse. Why would I even hesitate?
I dropped my pants and rammed my towering erection straight into her mouth-pussy onahole.
"Hguh!♥"
Even as my massive dick thrust in rough enough to bruise her throat, not a single millimeter of tooth grazed me. Her saliva doubled as perfect lube—sensitivity top-notch! Two days since last use, and I was still impressed by the quality.
"Bon appétit."
"Huek!! Uh! Uh! Oghgh!! Ooooooh!!!!♥♥♥"
I grabbed her hair and shook her head back and forth, pistoning away. Deep thrusts punched lightly into her vocal cords. Pullouts teased her lips with the glans, on the verge of slipping free.
Taking her words at face value, I used Johanna purely as an onahole.
She said no holding back, but treating a woman like some toy... Unbelievably manly. So hot!
As you can see, Johanna secretly loved being toyed with. For something born to be a toy, what could be more fulfilling than serving its purpose?
"Haa, teacher's mouth-pussy is solid. Haven't tried others, but I can tell yours is premium."
Kuht! Such sweet praise—cut it out! If I start thinking I really wanna be your onahole, you'll take responsibility! Not that you would...
"Ah, but teacher—how's my dick taste? Hope it suits your palate."
Hot! Taste? Needless question. Of course it's mind-meltingly delicious! Too dangerous, even! A dick with this smell and flavor nearby would ruin the students' studies for sure. I have to take responsibility and clean it up!
"Chub, churububububub!! Chobabat♥♥ Hobababama♥♥ Churrur♥♥"
This was only her second time sucking dick, but her tongue's flashy technique drew an involuntary groan from me. Spiders weave webs without parents teaching them. Onahole pussy-bitches instinctively master cock-sucking too.
Looking down at Johanna, smothering my dick's scent with her saliva like mad, my perineum clenched—I was ready to blow.
I gripped her head tight and yanked it flush to my crotch. Shoved deep into her throat and unleashed my load like taking a piss.
-Gulug♥ Gulug♥ Gulug♥ Gulug♥♥
Thick, jelly-like cum blasted straight into her stomach. She convulsed between my legs, consciousness half-flown. No mind reading response now.
"Haa, feels so good~"
Like soaking in a hot spring, I slowly withdrew. Once past her throat, positioning the glans in her mouth—her tongue whirred like an auto-washer, polishing it spotless.
Onahole with built-in tissue function? Killer!
"Eup, ugh, kuh, kerhk......"
*Buuuurp!* Johanna let out a vulgar belch unimaginable from her prim exterior.
Heh. Teacher burping in front of a student? Hilarious—I'll let it slide.
"Teacher, you've got real onahole talent. Quit teaching and switch to full-time pussy-onahole for me?"
"Haa... What foolish nonsense. Abandon the sacred teacher's mantle to become your tool? Jokes have limits."
That's what her mouth says, right?
This guy with his impossible jokes... A normal woman would've spread her pussy and folded instantly at that offer, but I'm different.
Oooh, seems firmer than expected?
Sure, even a one-and-done pussy-use with this magnificent dick would be bliss... But I have reason. A fiancé. I won't become an onahole that easily.
Not easily. Meaning, with some effort, possible? Okay, okay. I'll make you one soon—look forward to it.
"Ahem, ahem. Anyway, that should suffice for masturbation, right? We're done..."
"Nah, not even close. You think one load satisfies me?"
I shoved her down. Rolled up her A-line skirt—red panties soaked from dick-sucking, pussy outline crystal clear. Those plump, packed labia looked delicious.
"What are you doing!? Planning to rape me!? Don't underestimate me! That means expulsion—expulsion!"
She scolded me in a fully agitated voice. Geez, scary. Why get so pissed over nothing?
To calm her, I pressed my finger to her prominent clit through the panties and circled it.
"Huiiiit!! Ah, aa, th-there's weak! Don't touchhh♥ Ihit♥ G-gonna cum, clit-rub cum♥♥"
"Whoa, whoa. Calm down, teacher. Rape? You offered to manage my lust. One irresponsible mouth-shot isn't enough."
I thrust my still-raging dick over her face.
"See? Not soft at all. This 'management'?"
"Hueut, th-then mouth again..."
"Pfft, mouth-only's boring. Let me use the pussy."
Her face drained pale.
"Th-that's no! I have a fiancé! Teacher and student bodies for such impurity..."
Clit twirl~~~
"Huoooooh♥♥♥"
Shut her worthless yapping with clit torment. Pussy-bitch talking back. And did I say sex?
"No one's inserting. Your plump pussy looks fun to rub on—that's it. Fine, right?"
The so-called sumata. Perfect virginity-preserver, no?
Hey, I've conceded plenty. She has to allow this much.
"B-but if it slips and inserts..."
Still bitching after all that? I clamped her relentlessly swollen clit like ripping it off.
"Hgiiiit♥♥♥♥ Ng♥ Ng♥ Uung♥ Nooo♥ Cl-clit tear♥♥"
"Ah, just pussy-rubbin'~ Said no insert. Just jerking on teacher's pussy—what's the big deal?"
Johanna panted like a beast, speechless. Her text window voiced her true heart instead.
Ch-cheat! Unfair! Such manly, tough persuasion leaves no choice but to spread my pussy♥♥
Always makes my hands itch, these bitches. Heart's basically approved, right? Mind if I borrow your pussy, teacher?