The Tutor's Lesson
The stimulation, applied as if to tease her, was driving Vera to the brink of madness. From the tips of her toes to her fingertips, Edward relentlessly caressed every inch of her body. He had already pushed aside the arms she had used to cover her chest, and now, like a nursing infant, he was latched onto her breast, sucking on the pink, hardened nipple.
Ah, if he bit down that hard—she flinched. "Teacher, you aren't feeling it right now, are you?"
"O-of course not... What kind of person do you take me for... Ugh!♥"
Even as he interjected with teasing remarks, he never stopped molesting her breasts. His tongue, moving with such fluid grace, felt as if it were stirring the very depths of her brain, causing her speech to slip between formal honorifics and casual, unguarded whimpers. This shouldn't be happening...
"Stop now... Mmph!"
Edward’s lips, which had been devouring her pink nipple, moved up to cover something even redder and fuller. As if to say she was being too noisy, he sealed her lips, forbidding any further protest. In that rough, assertive action, Vera felt not frustration, but a profound sense of comfort. It was clear that this man—this male—desired her as a female. The sexual desire she had kept buried under a blanket of dignity was finally awakening. It was the ultimate pleasure a female could enjoy: to be violently demanded by a male.
As Edward bound her with his solid, muscular arms and tangled his tongue with hers, her mind turned white, a sensation incomparable to anything she had felt before. Only regret remained—regret that she had denied herself such bliss for so long. It felt as if the empty void in her heart, which her late husband had never been able to fill, was finally being satisfied.
I am being loved...
The woman who had once mocked herself, believing she lacked charm as a woman because no one had ever actively pursued her, was gone. She no longer cared for notions of propriety or morality. All that remained was a female, rejoicing at the sight of a male mounting her to satisfy her, to plant his seed, and to fill her with his offspring.
It was a sight one would never imagine of a mother with a grown daughter. Look at the situation now: using her son-in-law under the guise of "studying" to satisfy her own carnal desires.
Seemingly satisfied by Vera’s newfound submissiveness, Edward returned to teasing her nipples. Though they used the excuse of study—claiming this wasn't a sexual act—anyone could see it was an affair. It was obvious that this was a sight she could never show Monica.
This shouldn't be happening...
Yet, Vera lacked both the courage to end this situation and the desire to do so. If it must continue, she thought, then at least she should make him study...
"E-Edward, student. This word is 'breast'."
Edward looked at the paper as if it were a nuisance. Vera thought he looked like a beast whose meal had been interrupted.
"Then how do you write 'tits' instead of 'breast'?"
As Edward parted his lips to speak, a transparent thread of saliva stretched from her pink nipple to his mouth. Feeling the cool, refreshing sensation on her breast, Vera spoke.
"Haa♥, rather than such vulgar terms, please use the proper expression, 'breast'..."
"But when I look at this lewd thing..."
Edward began kneading the other breast he hadn't been sucking on. His touch was quite rough, but to Vera, it felt more like pleasure than pain.
"...I think it suits being called 'tits' or 'milk-jugs' better than such boring words."
How could he use such crude expressions...
Yet, perhaps because she was strangely aroused, or perhaps because of the sense of liberation from her repressed state, Vera didn't actually hate those words.
"And you promised to use the erotic words properly, too. I would like you to write down 'tits'."
"Understood..."
She took the paper and began to transcribe the vulgar words. They were terms Vera had never heard in her life, but she understood their direct, obscene meanings immediately. Getting aroused while writing obscene words... I'm no better than a nymphomaniac...
Just as she was focusing on writing the words, she was startled when her undergarments were pulled down.
"P-please give that back!"
"My apologies, but I need to study the word 'panties'."
She tried to block him, but as Edward tugged at them, they slipped off helplessly. The only thing left for Vera to cover her crotch was her own hand.
I must be completely soaked...
Edward, having snatched away her panties, sniffed them as if he were about to bury his nose in them—no, he was actually burying his nose and inhaling deeply. The sight seemed perverted, yet she didn't hate it. On the contrary, his fervent reaction made Vera feel her body heating up all over again.
"It’s not a clean place. Don't sniff it like that..."
She wanted him to sniff more. It was just a remark made out of courtesy. Edward seemed to know this, for he grinned and began sniffing so intensely it looked like he might pull the panties over his head.
"It’s soaked, as if you’d dunked it in water. Where is all this liquid coming from, Teacher?"
"I-it’s sweat..."
"Sweat? I think this requires verification."
Edward easily brushed aside the hand Vera had been using to cover her legs. Or rather, it would be more accurate to say Vera moved it herself, as Edward had used almost no force.
Gulp. Edward swallowed hard. The paper Vera had tucked inside her panties for the sake of their "vocabulary lesson" was soaked through with her sweat, revealing the exact shape of her vulva. The ink had long since blurred, making it impossible to tell what word had been written. It had surely been a word meaning 'cunt' or 'clitoris'.
As he lifted the paper, the two sheets that had been stuck together fell apart limply. Beneath them lay Vera’s vulva, red and swollen larger than usual, whether from arousal or the moisture. Perhaps rejoicing at the touch of fresh air, her vulva twitched, and a bead of sweat trickled from between its folds.
"The paper is completely drenched in sweat, so it seems studying with this will be difficult. Though I'm not sure if it's sweat or something else."
"...I'll write it again for you."
"Please write 'cunt' and 'clitoris' properly."
Vera flinched again at the vulgar words. What she had written before were the clinical terms for the vulva and clitoris. She had written them to teach him the proper vocabulary, but now that her body was burning, such things didn't even cross her mind. Trembling, Vera wrote down 'cunt' and 'clitoris' on the paper.
"Here you go."
"How do you read these?"
"This is 'cunt'... and this is 'clitoris'."
Edward took the paper and stared at it intensely. Perhaps because they were lewd words, his zeal to memorize them seemed even greater. But the more he did, the more Vera felt the itch.
That place is itching...
"Didn't you say that when memorizing words, one should use all five senses?"
Lick it.
"Yes, of course I did."
"I’ll offer it to you, so hurry up and study."
Hurry up and lick it.
"What are you offering me?"
Vera resented Edward’s mischievous smile. He knew exactly what she meant, and she resented him for forcing her to utter such vulgar words herself. If it were her usual self, she would have endured it and moved on, but Vera was too aroused to do so now.
"I-I will offer you my cunt."
"Oh, really now. Teacher, I’ve been going easy on you, but are you trying to break our promise entirely?"
"Hiccup!"
Edward had made a demand of Vera on the condition that he would strive to uphold chivalry and use refined language. Vera had accepted it at the time, thinking she could handle it, but just now, she had been too embarrassed and lost in pleasure to be careful.
I should have kept my promise properly...
What Edward had demanded of Vera was that she become a 'seductive woman' in his presence. Vera recalled the conditions Edward had set back then. First, she was not to use 'un-arousing' words like crotch, vulva, or 'that place', but to call them 'cunt' and 'cock' properly. Second, when they were alone, she was to answer with complete honesty regarding sexual matters. Third, at least once a week, she was to be the one to actively initiate sexual acts, not Edward. And the fourth was...
"Hmm, let's stop here."
"But you've only said three."
"Out of consideration for a lady, I shall refrain from setting a fourth condition."
"Hmm, no. Please, say one more and make it four. As a teacher, I cannot show a poor example to my student by always taking the easy path."
"Hmm, if you insist..."
Speak to me comfortably, just like you did when we kissed. At that whisper in her ear, Vera couldn't help but blush. After making such a promise...
"If you keep doing that..."
"I'm sorry—no, sorry! My head felt like it was floating, my mind went blank, I couldn't think of anything, and I felt like I was losing my mind. I apologize..."
"Did it feel so good that you felt like you were losing your mind?"
She flinched. Vera, who had reflexively tried to deny it, reminded herself of the promise. Answer with complete honesty without a single lie.
"Yes, it felt good."
"Then was it also a lie that you weren't feeling it earlier?"
"I-I'm sorry for lying..."
"Understood. Then what would you like me to do now?"
Lick my cunt.
"...Cunt."
"What was that, Teacher?"
Lick my cunt, then put your cock inside.
"I'll lend you my cunt as a textbook to help you study, so please... do something with it..."
Edward didn't answer, instead wearing a satisfied smile. For Vera, this was no different than trying until she bled. Having obtained what he wanted, it was now time to give her what she wanted. Edward buried his face and began to lick her cunt with such fervor that 'gluttonous' was the only appropriate word.
Slurp, slurp, slurrrp.
"Ohhh♥ Ohhh♥"
Overwhelmed by a pleasure that struck her like a physical blow, Vera finally couldn't hold back and let out a scream as she climaxed. Everything she had felt until now was nothing compared to this stimulation. Unlike his hard, honest cock, Edward’s tongue was delicate and persistent.
Under the continuous stimulation, the waist Edward was gripping began to vibrate and tremble rapidly.
"Hoo♥ Huuu♥"
After reaching the climax she had so desperately craved, she gasped for air.
"Now that I've tasted it, I don't think this is sweat."
"...You're right♥"
Vera, having regained her composure, asked Edward, "H-have you memorized all the words?"
"No? I haven't memorized them all."
Vera was taken aback by his sheer audacity. If he hadn't finished memorizing them, why was he acting like this?
"We're doing this to study, what are you going to do if you don't finish..."
"If you give me a little more time to study, I will memorize them all."
"How are you going to study... Ah♥"
Edward lunged at Vera once more. That day, Vera tasted three more climaxes without a single insertion.