Chapter 4
Chapter 4
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 4
Chapter Title: Bodily Counseling with Teacher
-----------------------------------------------------------------
"...I told you no insertion."
Michelle turned her head away, avoiding my gaze.
Her exposed ear was flushed red, as if it might burst into flames.
"Yes. I've been holding back this whole time, but I can't anymore. Please, Teacher."
I stopped my hips, and she made a subtle face—troubled, yet regretful.
"They say it feels ecstatic inside. Nothing like just rubbing like this."
"..."
She would've shot it down flat back then, but now she was lost in thought.
Deep down, she was enjoying this too, so shaking off her curiosity for even greater pleasure wouldn't be easy.
"How about just the tip? If it's not all the way in, it should be fine, right?"
"Still..."
"Teacher..."
I pleaded in a desperate voice, playing on her inability to refuse easily and her curiosity about penetration.
After agonizing, her lips finally parted.
"J-Just the tip, okay."
"Got it."
I rubbed the glans between her labia, and sticky love juices wrapped around it.
Then I pushed the tip inside.
"Nngh!"
"You okay?"
"...Nngh, this much is fine."
This wasn't fine for me.
The sensation of her vaginal folds barely gripping just the glans was driving me mad.
"N-Now pull it out?"
Sorry, but I never planned to.
"Sorry, Teacher!"
I slowly thrust my cock all the way in.
"Wait, it hurts... Nngh!"
She covered her face with her hands, trembling in pain.
Seeing this delicate woman in agony tugged at my heart.
The only thing I could do was teach her the pleasure of sex quickly and make her forget the pain.
"I'll make you feel good."
"D-Don't move!"
Ignoring her, I rocked my hips back and forth.
Not too fast.
First, she needed to get used to it.
Squelch... squelch...
Luckily, she was plenty wet, so it moved smoothly.
She kept her face covered and stayed silent.
I was quiet too.
The tightness of a virgin pussy at twenty-nine was beyond incredible.
I wanted to go harder, but it was too soon.
I leisurely massaged the hole I'd be frequenting from now on.
As I savored her pussy...
"Hngh..."
A moan leaked from the silent teacher.
"You okay?"
"...It's too big."
I gently pried her hands from her face.
The initial pain of penetration had passed; now she looked like she was feeling pleasure.
"Doesn't hurt anymore, right?"
"...Hngh, I don't know."
She let out a small moan and continued.
"What are you planning to do, Ian? A teacher and student having real sex... If we're caught, we'll both be expelled."
"So as long as we don't get caught, we can fuck as much as we want?"
"That's not... haang. This isn't something a mentor and disciple should do."
"But you're feeling good too, Teacher."
"..."
As expected, she couldn't flat-out deny it.
"...A little."
Seeing her shy face, I couldn't hold back anymore.
"Teacher!"
"Haht, ahng! Ian, wait... too rough!"
I unleashed all the pent-up desire at once, pounding her pussy.
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Ah, ah! Hngh... Ian, please stop."
"I can't! I've been dying to fuck you from the start!"
"Fuck me? Don't say that... ahng. Haa! Ang!"
Her breasts jiggled with my pistoning.
I reached out and squeezed them.
"You always shake these tits to tease me!"
"Hngh, I never...!"
"A slutty body like yours drives guys like me insane just existing!"
I slapped her pussy with my hips while tweaking her hardened nipples.
"S-Sorry! It's my fault, so stop now... ahng!"
"If you're sorry, apologize! Say you're wrong for seducing me with your bitch body!"
"H-How could I say that!"
I pinched and pulled her nipple hard.
"Haaangh! F-Fine! I'll say it!"
"Quick!"
"T-Teacher... ah, seduced Ian with her bitch body... sorry. My fault. Happy? Now stop..."
"If you've done wrong, you need punishment."
"P-Punishment?"
I covered her body completely with mine and pistoned fiercely.
"Hrgh, heuk! I-Ian! No! Hngh!"
Fueled by the will to make her mine, I hammered her with my hips.
The lewd sound of skin slapping filled my ears.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Ah! Haat! Ah! Hngh... ang!"
"This is your punishment, Teacher! For seducing a student with your slutty body—getting your pussy pounded!"
"Th-That's not... eek, hngh. Unfairrr."
Her excuses only made her naughty pussy tighter as I ravaged it mercilessly; her moans grew louder.
"Unfair? You're still moaning like a sow in heat, seducing me!"
"I-Ian's too big... hits so deep, I can't help it, haang!"
"Still making excuses!"
Thwack! Thud! Thwack!
"Ahiiiik, no! Gonna go crazy... ohook♥"
There it was.
The moan women make when pleasure overwhelms them, without thinking.
Every woman I've fucked lets it out eventually.
My cock's size, hardness, and shape drive them insane.
"Nngh! Hngh! Ngh! Ook!"
The sloppy sounds from her refined face stoked my lust.
My breeding press gained more power.
"Ehrgh, hngh... no, too stronggg♥"
Her innocent eyes rolled back slightly, unfocused.
Her slack mouth spilled beastly moans.
More beautiful and slutty than ever.
"Teacher, you're enjoying your punishment sex too much."
"B-But... Ian's thing, hngh! Too deep!"
"If you don't repent properly, the punishment continues!"
"Ang! Ahng, haang! No! Can't keep going... head's going weird!"
"Hold back moans for ten seconds, and I'll stop the punishment."
"Hngh... O-Okay."
I deliberately slowed my hips.
Her eyes, which had rolled back, refocused on me.
Squelch... squelch... squiiiish.
"Gotta hold out all the way. Can't enjoy punishment."
"...Nngh."
Her half-lidded nod was adorable.
She even took deep breaths to stifle moans—it made me want to torment her.
I slammed my cock deep into her relaxed pussy.
"Ohook♡"
My root-deep thrust stabbed her cervix.
Her eyes rolled up again as the moan escaped.
"Told you to hold it. More punishment it is!"
Splash, splash, splash!
"Ah, ah, ahng... no!"
"Punishment pussy that feels good without repenting gets pounded like this!"
"Haang!"
I relentlessly jabbed her cervix with my firm glans.
She moaned sluttily every time it pressed, like it was a button.
"Eung, ah! Ahng. I'll repent! Please stop the punishment!"
"Really? Then say what you did wrong again."
"Hngh, ah! Haat. Seduced Ian... so..."
"So what?"
Even as I pounded her, she desperately recalled her words.
"Made Ian suffer... sorryyy♥"
That coquettish tone at the end—she was a genius at turning men on.
I powered my hips, slapping her pussy, and said,
"Good girl. You're repenting, so punishment's over."
But my intense thrusting didn't stop.
"Instead, reward sex as lovers!"
"Uuumph!"
I shoved my tongue into her mouth.
Savoring her soft tongue and lips, I didn't forget to reward her pussy.
"Mmph, chup... jup, hngh!"
Pinned under me, she had no choice but to accept my lips and tongue fully.
"Chup, jup... chuup!"
Kissing, I shook my hips hard until I needed air and broke away.
"F-First kiss... ahng."
She said that with hazy eyes—how could I hold back?
I kissed her again.
This time, she actively sucked my lips and tangled her tongue.
Gone was the woman who'd guarded her first kiss so preciously.
Her tongue wrapped mine, heat surging.
"Teacher, I love you!"
"Jup, churop... I-Ian... nngook♥"
My confession triggered it—her pussy clenched harder.
Suddenly, her arms hugged my neck, legs wrapped my waist.
Thwack! Thwack!
"Chup, smack... uhrng, nngh..."
Even while kissing, she made lewd nasal sounds.
"Ah, haat... oot!"
Lips parted, she let out vulgar cries.
The gentle teacher who always guided students—now under me, pussy pounded.
Indescribable conquest surged; my hips wouldn't stop.
"Teacher, I'm about to cum!"
"Nngh... please, outside...!"
Right before climax, I pulled out and sprayed semen over her body.
The scraping as I withdrew made her buck her hips in orgasm too.
Once calmed, I grabbed tissues and wiped the cum off her.
"Sorry, Teacher. Couldn't hold back."
"..."
Still naked on the bed, she didn't reply.
"But I meant it when I said I love you."
"..."
"Date me, Miss Michelle."
"...Sorry."
Her voice was more serious than ever.
"We're teacher and student. That just won't work. Understand..."
Shot down firmly, but I wasn't sad.
"Then just keep doing this? I won't ask to date."
"...That much is okay."
No dating, but sex to relieve lust is fine?
She knew how inconsistent that was.
But I couldn't point it out.
Her strong sense of duty as a teacher meant guilt over enjoying sex with a student wouldn't fade easily.
In that state, 'We haven't become real lovers' was her last line, easing guilt and justifying more sex.
"Looking forward to more then."
"...Nngh."
Conversation done, we were both sweat-soaked.
"Gotta shower before we go."
This rich school had showers in teachers' private offices, besides beds.
Assuming we'd shower separately, she headed in first—but I suggested together for speed.
Naive as she was, she agreed, entered with me... and soon moaned 'Ohok♥' as I pounded her pussy again.
After two creampies—no, two climaxes and the shower, we left the office together.
"Oh, Miss Michelle."
"H-Hi."
She bowed to the approaching colleague.
I bowed too.
"Late night? Ah, counseling with Ian?"
The colleague taught mana operation practice, so knew Ian.
"Y-Yeah..."
Michelle trailed off.
If he knew what we did inside, it'd be chaos.
Thankfully, the soundproofing was top-notch—no leaks.
"Heard you counsel him often. You really care for your students."
"N-Not that much."
"Thanks to your efforts, Ian's adapting well. No more of that zombie look—great for me too."
Light laughter at the joke.
"Ian, listen to Miss Michelle. Know how worried she was when you struggled early on?"
She did chat a lot, but hearing it from another teacher moved me.
Seeing her blush shyly made me want to tease.
Subtly close, I groped one ass cheek.
"Hyat!"
"Miss Michelle? You okay?"
"S-Sorry, nothing."
"Keep that passion up. Sorry to hold you—night."
"N-No! Good night."
Once he was gone, she lightly punched my chest.
"Don't tease like that suddenly! Scared me."
"Sorry, your ass is too sexy."
"...Don't say that to your teacher."
"Touched you're so worried about me."
"Well... you're my student."
Her pale cheek flushed again.
Definitely closer now.
But not enough.
About twenty days left.
Then I'd be framed for Black Magic, facing the Academic Tribunal.
To avoid guilty verdict and execution, I needed her.
Not just win her heart—imprint pleasure so deep she'd never betray me.
If this teacher became fully mine, she'd help even after the tribunal.
Of course, I wasn't toying with her heart.
My feelings were real.
How could I not love such a captivating woman?
Win her love, save my life—perfect.
I headed to the dorm, pondering next time I'd fuck her.