The Female and the Cum Toilet
The afternoon of the same day as Ian’s first joint practice with the two women at dawn.
“Please sit here….”
At Anna’s words, Michel sat down on the sofa in front of the living-room table.
“Yes, thank you.”
After answering that, the teacher casually let her gaze wander around the house, careful not to seem rude.
The house is so tidy. Did she rush to clean it because I was coming? If so, I feel bad….
The reason she had come to Anna’s home was a student interview.
The homeroom teacher for first-year students at Scarlet University was required to meet each student once every semester.
It was a chance to discuss how they were adapting to school, their academic progress, and any personal troubles they might have.
Other teachers called students into their private offices for these talks, but Michel preferred house calls. She wanted to grow closer to her students, and she liked hearing from their families as well.
“Sorry for dropping by on a weekend.”
“Ah, no. It’s fine….”
Hidden behind her bangs, Anna’s eyes dropped to the floor.
To Michel, Anna was a student with poor grades, but she was diligent and well-behaved.
What worried her was that, just as she looked now, Anna seemed to have no friends she regularly spent time with because of her introverted personality.
“Your older sister isn’t home today?”
“No. She had work at the company…. I’m sorry.”
“No, no.”
Anna was so timid around her teacher that she apologized over the smallest things.
Michel cherished each and every student as more than just a pupil, so she wanted to grow closer to Anna too, but Anna was so shy that it wasn’t easy.
I should make the most of this chance and talk to her as much as I can.
“I told you why I came today, right?”
“Yes…. A personal interview….”
“That’s right. Then may I ask you a few things, Anna?”
And so the interview began.
Michel asked with enthusiasm whether Anna was having any trouble with school life, or whether she was struggling to keep up with classes, and Anna answered as best she could, even though she felt tense.
There was nothing especially notable in her answers.
From what Michel could tell, Anna seemed to have adapted well to school. She still didn’t seem to have made any close friends, but she didn’t appear to be suffering because of it.
Even after a fairly long exchange of questions and answers, Michel still had one last thing she wanted to ask Anna about.
It was the concern Anna had once come to her about before.
“Anna. How’s that worry you told your teacher about before doing these days?”
“Which worry?”
“You know. The one where you said you were worried because you kept having too many naughty thoughts….”
She asked as carefully as she could, not wanting to make the other girl uncomfortable.
Anna understood what her teacher meant. “Ah….” She let out a small sound and looked away again.
Michel’s consideration was wasted, because Anna’s head was already spinning.
There was no way she could say that the problem had been solved just because she had grown close to Ian.
Anna knew that Michel was dating Ian, but Michel had no idea about Anna and Ian’s relationship.
What am I supposed to say…?
In fact, Anna and Ian had talked about Michel before.
Anna had felt happy in her relationship with Ian, but she also felt guilty toward Michel, and Ian had admitted that he didn’t feel entirely innocent either.
They had even talked about maybe being honest with Michel someday when the time was right, but they had no concrete plan.
“It’s fine to be honest. Teacher’s on your side.”
Michel gave her a kind look.
She had mistaken Anna’s thoughtful silence for hesitation about whether to talk about her problem.
But even so, there was no way Anna could spill everything in her heart.
“Yes…. It’s okay now.”
“I see. I’m really glad.”
Michel let out a relieved sigh, as though Anna’s problem had been solved.
“Do you have any other worries? You can tell me anything.”
At her teacher’s gentle words, Anna felt her heart begin to waver.
She hadn’t told anyone, but she did have one deep worry.
She liked Ian, but she couldn’t bring herself to be confident in herself.
That was why, even when Ian confessed to her, she had been too scared to answer.
Ever since that confession, Anna had been tormented by this problem.
It was only natural—no matter how much time passed, she still didn’t feel any more confident in herself.
She didn’t even have the courage to discuss it with anyone, so the frustration kept piling up, and now, seeing Michel’s kindness, she felt the urge to confide in her at least.
Of course, she knew that wouldn’t be something to boast about.
The person Anna liked was Ian, who was Michel’s lover.
Still, she wanted to ease this gnawing uncertainty even a little.
In the end, after agonizing over it, Anna carefully opened her mouth.
“The truth is… there’s someone I like.”
“Really? I’m so glad!”
Michel clapped her hands together and smiled brightly, and Anna looked genuinely surprised.
That was because Scarlet Women’s University had a school rule forbidding relationships with the opposite sex.
That didn’t mean Anna had expected Michel to get angry, though.
Michel valued the rules, but she was also the type to show flexibility for the sake of her students.
Still, Anna hadn’t expected her to react with such open delight.
“I was worried because you seem to avoid people so much, Anna. So? Are you worried about how to confess?”
“Well….”
After a brief hesitation, Anna summoned her courage and spoke again.
“I’m not sure whether I’m someone who suits that person.”
“What do you mean by that, Anna? You’re such a charming girl.”
With a sad expression, as though it were her own problem, Michel took Anna’s hand tightly.
Because Michel treated her so warmly and without distance, it felt less like talking to a teacher and more like confiding in a friend or a close older sister about her love life.
Anna, who had never experienced anything like that, had no choice but to be flustered.
“I just feel like I’m too lacking to be with anyone….”
“That’s not true. Everyone has strengths, and Anna, you have your own strengths and charms too.”
At those warm words, which seemed to share in her feelings, Anna nearly cried, but she held back and went on.
“Maybe because I’ve always thought since I was little that I wouldn’t have any appeal to the opposite sex, I just don’t have confidence…. That’s why I’m worried.”
“Oh, my….”
Was it because Michel kept responding so kindly? Or because the frustration Anna had bottled up for so long was bigger than she’d realized?
Once she started talking, the words came out on their own.
“I want to be more confident too, but I just can’t…. I can’t sleep well, and sometimes I want to cry…. And then I end up feeling even more pathetic.”
Michel’s face filled with pity at Anna’s painful, hidden troubles.
Anna was the one who wanted to cry, but Michel’s eyes looked as if tears might spill any moment instead.
Michel fell quiet for a moment, thinking, then asked, “Anna. Is the person you like maybe Ian?”
“...Huh? How did you…?”
“You said something like that in the staff office last time, remember? That you often imagined doing those sorts of things with Ian….”
The air in the living room instantly turned awkward.
Anna knew Michel was dating Ian, and now her secret was exposed: she liked him too.
It was only natural that her face went white in an instant.
On the other hand, Michel sank into thought again.
She wanted to help Anna solve her problem.
But Ian was currently dating Michel herself.
Honestly, that fact wasn’t a problem at all.
Michel had always thought it would be nice if someone were able to empathize with her affection for Ian, and in her eyes Anna was truly charming and wonderful.
The question was whether anyone else would understand Michel’s way of thinking.
She knew better than anyone that, by common sense, being two-timed was never an acceptable thing, so she asked cautiously.
“Th-this… Anna. I’m just asking in case, all right? If you started dating someone you liked, but then found out that person was also seeing another woman, what would you do? Let’s say their feelings for you stayed the same….”
When Anna tilted her head in confusion, Michel hurriedly added, “I-I don’t mean anything by it, I’m just curious!”
This time, it was Anna’s turn to think.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t figure out what Michel was getting at.
In the end, unable to reach a conclusion, she decided to speak honestly about how she felt.
“If he loved both of us equally… I think I could accept it.”
“Really?”
Michel’s face lit up.
Then she grabbed Anna’s hands and, looking solemn, spoke.
“Anna.”
“...Yes?”
“Leave it to your teacher!”
---
At the time before dinner, I was in the kitchen, diligently chopping carrots.
I still wasn’t very good with a knife, so I had to stay focused, but I was in an exceptionally good mood.
That was because I already had a nighttime practice appointment with Angela tonight too.
After last night’s first penetrative sex with her, we’d grown even closer, so I couldn’t help but feel more excited than before.
Tap-tap-tap-tap.
Verita, who was in charge of meal prep with me, was slicing scallions beside me.
With her posture flawless and her movements professionally precise, the long stalks were shredded into neat little pieces in no time.
“Verita. I’ve finished the carrots. What should I do now?”
“Then I’ll handle the rest, so Master Ian may come around behind me and put it in me.”
“...Pardon?”
“I meant for Master Ian to insert his cock into me.”
All of a sudden?
When I was about to ask again, I saw the sincerity in her eyes as she stopped cutting and looked at me.
Well, to be honest, she almost never joked about anything.
As for me, I had no reason to refuse if the choice was sex instead of cooking.
But was this really okay?
Even if no one came into the kitchen while dinner was being prepared, having sex openly like this felt a little too bold.
“Wouldn’t this be risky?”
“It’ll be fine. Dania has gone out on an errand, and the chairman will understand. Miss Selena will be staying in her room, so there won’t be any problem.”
Come to think of it, that was true.
I wanted to taste what she had to offer as quickly as possible, so I went behind her and pulled down her pants.
“Should I go get a condom?”
“I’m on birth control, so let’s just do it. If you make sure not a single drop is left inside, there won’t be any risk of getting it on your clothes either.”
Her indifferent tone made it sound like semen inside the womb was no more serious than a handshake.
I didn’t hesitate any longer. I pulled down Verita’s suit pants and shifted her panties aside a little before bringing the head of my cock to her slit.
I was planning to rub her lightly first to get her wet, but she was already moist.
I didn’t bother showing surprise, and instead pushed my cock into her anyway.
“Hngh….”
The delicious pressure of her velvet-tight tunnel and the thrill of fucking in the kitchen fed my excitement.
I pulled my hips back until my cock was almost slipping out, then drove it in to the hilt again and again as I said, “This is the first time I’ve seen you ask so openly, Verita.”
“Mnh, ahh! So it seems. Watching Master Ian and the chairman copulate made me unable to endure it any longer.”
Verita set the knife aside and braced one hand on the sink, savoring my cock.
For some reason, I had thought she’d be the type to keep cooking without even blinking while I was inside her, but she was surprisingly absorbed.
Still, that only meant she was focusing entirely on my cock, so it wasn’t a bad feeling.
“Honestly, I was planning to ask the chairman to hold me once she got tired. But she refused to let go of Master Ian until the end.”
Just as she said, Angela had looked tired, but she never stopped having sex with me.
In the earlier practice sessions without penetration, she used to lose strength quickly, so maybe some lewd talent had awakened in her belatedly.
“And you secretly had relations with the chairman in the bathroom earlier too. Thanks to that, my own cravings only built up more.”
It seemed that, just as Angela had discovered her erotic talent, Verita had acquired a taste for my body too.
“Then I’ll work off everything you’ve built up!”
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
“Ooh. Hah, ahh, mnh, ohh…! Th-this is it. This beastly coupling, mnh.”
“It’s not beastly, it is a beast. Because Verita is a female.”
“Nggh! R-right. It was your magnificent cock that made me realize I’m female. Hah.”
What I meant by female wasn’t exactly “my woman,” but I drove into her hard, thinking I’d make it so someday.
Each time the glans scraped the walls of her pussy on the way out or slammed in all at once, Verita let out a female cry.
“Mnh, hngh. Haa… ohh. Ooh…! Such a rough fucking, as though you intend to impregnate me, mnh. Please, even harder… mnh.”
Verita was so lost in pleasure she couldn’t have kept cooking even if she wanted to, but because we were in the kitchen, she was restraining herself from moaning too loudly.
Of course, she didn’t realize the sounds of my lower body slapping against her mound were even louder, so it didn’t matter anyway.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
“Verita’s pussy is delicious.”
“Ohh, hooh…. Y-yes, it is. Please keep tasting it. My pussy will only get better and better as it adjusts to Master Ian’s cock.”
It sounded exactly like she was saying she intended to be stuffed by my cock from now on, which only made me even more excited.
By the time her pussy had tightened from her approaching climax, I was just as eager, so I kept rocking my hips and finally poured my semen deep inside her.
“Hoh! Hah…! Hnghh!”
The sensation of spilling my semen into the mouth of her womb, her cervix clinging to my glans like lips, was intoxicating.
It was also arousing that, in a kitchen that was absolutely not meant for sex, Verita was quietly swallowing every drop of my release.
So the moment I finished, even though her orgasm had not yet subsided, I started thrusting again.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Mnhh! M-Master Ian… ooh!”
Unable to hold back any longer, she let out a shameless moan at full volume.
“When Angela and I were doing it, what were you thinking while you masturbated?”
“Hah, I… ooh! I was thinking that I wanted Master Ian to hold me too, just like the chairman. Hngh!”
“If you wanted to be like Angela, then you’d rather have something gentler than this beastly sex, right?”
On purpose, I slowed my thrusts to a leisurely pace.
This time, she started riding my cock herself.
“No. I prefer beastly coupling over gentle—ooh!”
As soon as I picked up the pace again, she couldn’t finish the sentence and instead burst into filthy cries.
“You really are greedy, wanting me before Angela and now still trying to have me hold you too.”
“Nngh! Ahh! Hnh…! Isn’t it only natural for a female to want cock… ooh!”
How could she keep spitting out obscenities without even catching her breath?
It was just more arousing because, beneath that polished exterior, she was like this.
“When you took my semen instead of Angela’s, it felt like you’d become my private semen toilet. It really did something to me.”
“Uhngh! I-I see. When you’re backed up, mnh, you may use my pussy as a toilet. As head butler, I can manage my subordinate butler’s needs… ooh!”
I drove in hard once, enough to press against her cervix and cut her off again.
“Thanks. I’ll repay the favor by filling you up again!”
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
“Hah! Ah! Ngh, mnh! Hngh!”
I pounded her with enough force to pry open her cervix.
Each time, her pussy twitched as if electricity were running through it, clamping down on me harder, and her voice grew even more obscene.
“Nggh! Hohh…! Mnh, mnh! Master Ian…!”
“You said I could use your pussy like a toilet, right? Take my semen for me.”
“Hah, mnh! Y-yes. Please, please ejaculate your semen inside me… nnngh!”
Verita cried out and came.
I wrapped my arm tightly around her waist so she couldn’t escape, and I ruthlessly emptied myself inside her.
“Hk, mnh! Ugh…. Haaah….”
Verita pressed her hips against my lower body as she caught her breath, and when I finally pulled my cock free, she hurriedly tugged her panties and suit pants back on.
Then she picked up the knife again and resumed cutting the remaining ingredients.
“You’re just going to keep going like that?”
“We have to hurry since we’ve been delayed. Don’t worry; I’ll handle contraception properly.”
Once the cooking was done, we’d eat right away, which meant we were going to have dinner in this state.
...Perfect.
And so Verita ate dinner with my semen sloshing inside her womb.
Angela, who knew nothing, seemed oddly more cheerful than usual during the meal, as if she were looking forward to the nightly practice just like I was.
And then midnight came, a few hours after dinner ended.
I quietly slipped out of my room and started walking.
But the place I was heading to wasn’t the bathhouse like usual.
My destination was Angela’s room.
Tonight was the first time since coming to this mansion that I would step into her room.