Chapter 15
Chapter 15
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Why You Should Lock the Door When Making Love
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Having abandoned her responsibilities as a teacher, Michelle unleashed her long-suppressed lust in an explosive rush. I felt the same—an endless well of desire surging within me now that there were no more barriers between us.
And so, the two of us fucked without respite.
We moved our bodies as if no other thoughts could penetrate our minds.
We forgot we were skipping school to screw around. We forgot she was the teacher and I was the student.
We weren't a man and a woman—we were a male and a female in heat.
We'd cast aside our intellect to ravage each other's bodies on pure instinct.
Whenever I thrust my hips vigorously and came, Michelle climaxed right along with me.
I'd immediately swap in a fresh condom and plunge back into her depths to indulge once more.
We made love in all sorts of places, in every position imaginable.
For instance, on the bed in the mating press, punishing her slutty teacher's pussy.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
"Ngh, ah! Hnngh! I love Ian's cock so much... Ohhh!"
"Getting fucked by your student and loving it—you're not a teacher; you're a brood sow!"
"Nngh! Yes... I'm a brood sow... fuck me harder♡"
Standing in front of the full-body mirror, pounding her from behind.
Squelch! Squelch! Squish!
"Look in the mirror—that's the face Michelle makes when I fuck her like a bitch in heat."
"Hoo! C-clothes... ahn. S-so embarrassing."
"But to me, it looks adorable."
"Ah, ah! Haaang! Then I'll make an even bitchier face♡"
Her crawling on all fours across the floor, tempting me with her ass—I'd mount her from behind and fuck her pussy.
"If you want this cock, beg for it like the slut you are."
"I've kept Michelle's bitch pussy nice and warm for you, so come eat it up quick♥"
"Got it!"
Slam!
"Ohooo!"
She said she'd grab some water and be right back, but I followed her to the kitchen and fucked her right there on the table.
"W-wait a sec. Let me just drink some water!"
"No way, I can't hold back!"
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Ngh, ah! Hnngh... ah! Ahn! Ohh!"
Beyond that, I plunged into Michelle's pussy time and again, drawing out those bitch-in-heat moans from her.
Eventually, we circled back to the bed in the missionary position.
I still had plenty of stamina left, so I hammered her pussy with all my might.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
Squish, squish, squish!
"Aahn... ngh, nnngh. Hoooh♡"
"Michelle, you okay?"
"Hnngh, hnn... hng! Haaang."
Completely drained, Michelle could barely manage moans, let alone words.
Michelle looked incredible—like a masterpiece of debauchery.
Her sweat-soaked hair clung to her shoulders and collarbone.
Used condoms lay scattered across her breasts, stomach, and thighs, while clear love juices still leaked from her pussy.
Her eyes were glazed over, her parted lips lolling out a pink tongue.
"Hnn, nnngh! Hehngh, o... ooh."
Her hands, which had gripped the bedsheet by her head, had gone limp and splayed out.
Her pristine armpits were fully exposed in the process.
Nearby, her cum-stained tits jiggled enticingly.
Even without the strength to twitch a finger, she was driving me wild with arousal.
"Michelle, I'm gonna cum!"
"Hngh, aahn. Oooh, oooh...♥"
As I came, Michelle climaxed with me just like always.
She twitched her hips occasionally, but that was it—she lay there sprawled on the bed.
A glance at the clock by the bed showed it was past 3 p.m.
Five straight hours without a break—small wonder she was exhausted.
I could've kept going, but we were out of condoms.
Raw was off-limits; Michelle was scared of it, and I didn't want to ruin my life over a moment's carelessness.
Instead, I moved up near her face.
"Michelle, can you give me a cleanup blowjob?"
I dangled my cock in front of her, and she just turned her head and opened her mouth.
Despite her exhaustion, she started bobbing her head and sucking once I slid inside.
*Slurp, sluuuurp... schlup.*
A cleanup blowjob full of care and affection.
It had a gentle afterglow to it—the perfect capstone after our intense fucking. It felt great.
Michelle had learned how to give blowjobs today, her very first time.
She'd always been scared of nicking me with her teeth before and avoided it, but she'd finally mustered the courage during the heat of our fuck session earlier.
And this was only her second blowjob ever.
*Slurp, sluuuurp... smooch♡*
Her soft lips sucked at my shaft while her tongue caressed the head, building up my urge to cum again.
I let it go right there, and Michelle flinched for a moment before slowly swallowing the incoming load.
*Slurp, sluuuurp.*
*Gulp... gulp...*
The first time I'd cum in her mouth earlier, she'd been so shocked she'd spat it out.
But now she drank it down without complaint.
Maybe she just lacked the energy to spit, but her dreamy expression suggested she was swallowing on purpose.
Feeling how much closer we'd grown, the first day of our relationship as lovers slipped by just like that.
The night Ian visited Michelle's house.
Dania headed to Selena's room at her young lady's summons.
Her face was expressionless as always, but she wasn't devoid of emotion.
Right now, she felt deeply uncomfortable and restless.
'I want to drink Ian's cum...'
After school, she'd snuck to Ian's dorm without Selena knowing, but it had been empty.
In the end, she'd returned home without satisfying her craving.
This desire she'd pursued in secret, even hiding it from Selena—the center of her universe—left her chest tight and suffocating when unfulfilled.
Finally arriving at Selena's room, the maid knocked on the door while suppressing her inner turmoil.
"Dania!"
Her lady greeted her with unusual vibrancy.
It was rare to see her this excited—something good must have happened.
"Yes, Young Lady."
"Great news! We won't have to see that trashy guy at school anymore!"
"What do you mean?"
"I've found a way to expel Ian Drakhin!"
Dania's eyes widened—a rare reaction for her.
"Really?"
"Yes, really! You've been through so much. Now you don't have to stick by that creep anymore."
Selena grasped Dania's hand as she spoke.
Dania had volunteered for the surveillance duty on Ian.
Selena had been reluctant, worried for her friend.
Now, at last, that burden was lifted.
"I-is that so. Thank you."
Dania struggled to hide her emotional turmoil.
"What should I do?"
"Nothing at all. Just leave it to me—don't worry."
"But..."
"I don't want to put you in any more danger. You'll listen to me, right?"
"...Yes, Young Lady."
After their conversation, Dania left Selena's room and let out a quiet sigh.
If Ian disappeared as Selena wished, Dania would never see him again.
For her, who had only recently rediscovered personal pleasure after so long, that would be a devastating blow.
Even so...
'...Right. I'm the Young Lady's maid.'
The day she became a maid, she'd vowed to dedicate her life to Selena.
That resolve remained unchanged.
'It was just a momentary lapse. It'll pass with time.'
Dania clenched her fist tightly.
It was Monday.
The day I'd skipped out early and gone to Michelle's house was last Friday—a full three days ago.
The Academic Tribunal loomed, but I felt at ease about it.
Michelle's heart was already leaning my way.
I hadn't seen her over the weekend.
Teachers had makeup work to handle for missing school, and I'd made plans with friends for the first time in ages.
Apparently, one of them was the friend who'd told Michelle that 'guys hate big-breasted women because they look like monsters.' I couldn't help but worry if it was wise to keep company with someone so blinded by jealousy.
Another thing nagging at me was Dania's changed attitude.
Last time, she'd followed me even to the bathroom under the pretense of surveillance, but today she paid me no mind.
If anything, she seemed to be avoiding me.
Curious, I leaned toward her after the last class ended.
"Hey, no surveillance today?"
"Surveillance..."
"Ian Drakhin."
Selena appeared out of nowhere, cutting off Dania's reply.
"Would you mind not speaking so casually to my maid? Can't you see it's bothering her?"
"We've talked plenty fine until now."
Her sharp tone drew a snide retort from me.
"That's just because Dania's too kind. It's pathetic how you mistake others' politeness for affection and strut around like that—know your place."
"You'll regret that attitude big time."
"What the..."
Selena quickly composed her flustered expression.
"Are you threatening me now? So typical of an emotional, violent brute. I'm just dumbfounded. I can't wait for the day I never have to see you again."
Was there something ominous in her parting words, or was I imagining it?
"Let's go, Dania."
"Yes, Young Lady."
The two vanished from sight in an instant.
My warning to Selena just now was dead serious.
Her provocations were getting worse; sooner or later, I'd have to put her in her place.
Though I'd probably have to get past Dania first.
I packed my bag and left the classroom.
My destination was, of course, Michelle's office.
My steps were light.
Naturally, since I was heading to see Michelle—but there was another reason too.
Cooped up in the dorm over the weekend, I'd finally mastered one more basic Enchantment spell.
It had been a while since I'd seen results, and I was in high spirits.
Confidence bloomed that with enough time and effort, I could achieve anything.
"Whoa, you're here."
Michelle, waiting in her office, welcomed me.
"I couldn't wait to fuck you, Michelle."
"...Yeah. I was waiting too."
Her face flushed shyly.
Except for those tearful emotional moments or the heat of intense sex, she was still the same bashful woman.
"You wore that?"
Her ears turned beet red as she nodded at my question.
"Then show me."
"Mmph."
She began slowly stripping off her clothes.
What came into view was Michelle's body clad in underwear of obscene lewdness.
It was less lingerie and more a micro bikini—or really, just straps.
Black straps supported her breasts, but since they were nothing but straps, they hid absolutely nothing.
Her unprotected nipples were covered instead by heart-shaped nipple pasties.
Down below was the same—just a strap around her hips, leaving her pussy fully exposed.
No cover there meant she'd spent the whole day at school basically going commando.
Obscene underwear no teacher should ever wear to school.
As Michelle squirmed in embarrassment, her ample breasts jiggled.
"You're too beautiful."
"I-I didn't buy it to wear to school..."
I'd found this lingerie last Friday while we were fucking at her place.
She'd ordered it out of curiosity after seeing an online ad claiming it would please any man.
Unable to hold back any longer, I dragged her toward the bed in the office.
I stripped off my clothes and sat facing her, pulling her into a kiss.
*Smack, slurp... haa♡*
"Your underwear's making me even harder, Michelle."
I kneaded her breasts, then peeled off the nipple pasties.
Her exposed nipples hardened steadily.
*Schlup, schlurp... slurp.* "I missed you so much over the weekend, Ian."
"Me too—I spent all day thinking about pounding Michelle's pussy."
"You... always saying stuff like that."
"You were looking forward to it too, right?"
"...Yeah♥"
The way her tits bulged against the strap bra was insanely hot.
I kept groping and reshaping them with my hands.
Teasing her in this slutty lingerie felt fresher than usual.
*Smooch, schlurp... slurp.* "I love how rough and warm your hands feel, Ian."
Michelle's breathing grew ragged.
I pinched her nipples and tugged long and hard.
"Aaaahn♡"
A sweet moan escaped her—clearly feeling good.
I couldn't hold back anymore.
As I reached for a condom to insert...
"Kyaa!"
A shrill scream pierced the air from somewhere.
Michelle and I whipped around in shock to see a female student standing there, face pale with terror.
"A-Anna?"
"Teacher Michelle... Ian Drakhin? What is..."
Like the two women, I was utterly flustered.
Students wanting private after-school counseling with a teacher were supposed to notify them in advance—that was the unwritten rule.
Michelle had mentioned once that Selena had barged in unannounced, but that was extremely rare.
How had she even gotten in? The door?
If someone knocked, we could've pretended no one was there or tidied up quickly to bluff our way through.
But bursting in like this? No way to handle it.
Door lock broken?
Door not fully closed?
I had no idea the cause, but an unexpected accident had struck.
"Anna! No, this is... um!"
Michelle flailed her hands in panic.
First things first—I had to salvage this mess.
I focused my mana, gathering it at my fingertips.
Using it so openly might tip Michelle off to the existence of Enchantment Magic, but right now, getting past this crisis took priority.
I snapped my fingers.