Chapter 7
Chapter 7
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: In Front of the Pizza Delivery Girl
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After ordering the pizza.
The teacher, who had said she needed to shower and get dressed before the delivery arrived, was pinned beneath me, letting out nothing but moans like a bitch in heat.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
"Ooh, aaah! I-Ian… it's almost time for deliveryyy."
Even as she was crushed under my mating press, the teacher somehow glanced at the clock and spoke up. But my hips didn't stop.
She looked troubled by my cock plunging in relentlessly, yet her pussy was drooling juices all over.
Squelch! Squelch!
Squelch, squelch!
"Ahhn, aaah! It's really time… haah… almost."
"Just one more load!"
Even though I'd already cum twice since ordering, my dick was still raring to go.
If I had this kind of stamina from the start, I never would've needed a plan to survive by turning women into my bitches.
"Teacher, just a bit more!"
"Nngh, aaah! Haaang, aaah. H-hurry up and cuuum♡"
Ding-dong
As I busily pounded her pussy, the doorbell rang.
I ignored it and kept slamming my hips forward.
"Ian! D-delivery… clothes! It's here, oooh!"
Ding-dong
It rang again, and now it was starting to get to me a little.
But we'd come this far—I wasn't stopping now!
Plap! Plap! Plap!
"Hngh, aaah. Hah! Haah…."
Ding-dong
"Pizza delivery!"
No answer from inside, so the staffer shouted louder.
Even I couldn't stay fully focused after that.
I pulled out my cock, which hadn't even bloated the condom yet.
I hadn't realized it, but the teacher had already climaxed, panting with glazed-over eyes.
"Pizza delivery! Your order from Pizza Palace!"
Wait, that voice… it was the girl who'd taken my order over the phone.
Sorry to the teacher, still lost in the afterglow, but another prank popped into my head.
A perfect chance to test the basic enchantment magic I'd learned from books.
"Haa… haa… Ian?"
As the teacher finally came back to her senses post-orgasm and called out to me, I flashed her a grin.
"Let's go get the pizza."
"What?"
I scooped her up in my arms and headed for the door.
She squirmed in confusion until I set her down right in front of it, then whispered in a panic.
"What are you planning? I'm not wearing any clothes."
"It's fine. Just trust me."
Ding-dong
"Customer! Pizza Palace delivery! Is anyone home?"
"C-coming right now!"
Seizing the moment her eyes turned to the door, I slammed my cock balls-deep into her pussy from behind.
"Nnghyaa!"
The teacher came lightly from the sudden penetration.
I didn't stop, shaking my hips relentlessly.
"Hngh, ngh! Nngh… hnnng. Stooop."
Ignoring her, I gripped her ass and thrust while slowly advancing toward the door.
Pushed forward by my force, she had no choice but to approach it. I reached out and hit the door lock button.
"It's open—come on in!"
With that, I yanked both her arms back and kept pounding her pussy.
The front door swung open, revealing the pizza shop employee.
"Pizza Palac—"
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Hngh, hnnng… ngh! No, please stop."
The staffer's face—one hand holding the pizza—went pale as a ghost.
Hard not to, when she walks in on us fucking at the front door.
The delivery girl looked about my age, a student maybe, and her flustered face was pretty damn cute.
I gathered my mana to cast the one basic enchantment spell I'd learned.
The one I was using: Calm Down.
Calm Down
Target's mind calms, accepting any situation as normal.
Anyone hit by the spell would feel serene, accepting whatever situation as perfectly normal.
I could see the full effect up close.
I kept vigorously stirring the teacher's pussy and snapped my fingers.
I had no idea what to say.
My brain froze from the shock.
Not only did some customer order pizza mid-fuck during my shift, but when I deliver it, they're banging right in front of me.
And her face? Stunning.
Like, prettier than most female celebs.
Her body's model-level, the kind you only see on TV or online.
And she's getting railed from behind, arms pinned back by some guy.
Even the guy's handsome.
Not overly buff, but ripped in all the right ways—totally my type.
I-is this what those popular influencer couples are like?
The elite types a plain girl like me could never hang with.
Do people like that always fuck like this?
The world's full of incomprehensible folks.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Nngh, haaang… aaah!"
Right in front of me, the influencer girl's huge tits bounce.
Ugh… finding a bra for those must be a nightmare.
Shoulders would kill you.
Still jealous, though. I'd love to lure in a guy with tits like that.
No, snap out of it.
I'm on the clock.
What now?
Calling the cops feels overkill.
Maybe say payment later and bail?
Snap.
What was that? Finger snap?
Who cares.
Just finish delivery and go.
But my racing heart just… calmed down.
Everything feels so serene.
"Nnghyaa! I-Ian! Please stooop!"
Acting all coy when she's loving it.
Showing off her boyfriend in front of a stranger like this.
If I had a guy like that, I'd beg for it every hour I'm not eating or sleeping.
Oh, wait—they're probably already doing that.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. We'll finish up and pay quick."
Her boyfriend's so polite, too.
"No worries. Can't be helped when you're in the middle."
"My girl's the type who can't stop once she's hooked."
"Hng! Nngh! Hnnng, nooo… yaaah."
Plap! Plap! Plap!
…Her man's thrusting like a beast.
No way she'd last.
Her eyes are totally rolled back from how good it feels.
"Take your time."
"Thanks. Michelle, thank her too."
"Haaah. Th-thank yooou."
Even I think she's cute.
No wonder guys adore her.
"Michelle, gonna make you cum right now!"
Suddenly, the guy pulled out of her.
Whoa… his dick's like a forearm.
He laid her on the floor and mounted her.
Both their privates in full view.
Her pussy, obediently drooling and waiting, got invaded by that monster cock.
Squelch!
"Ohooooh♡"
What was that moan?
Did she really just make that sound?
Come to think of it, I heard it on the phone order too.
How insanely good does it feel to moan like that?
Plap! Plap! Plap!
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Aaahn, ah! Aaah! Hooooh!"
So that's what it looks like when a cock pounds a pussy…. First time seeing it live—insane.
No wonder the slutty moans with something that huge pistoning in and out.
"Michelle, turned on showing off to a stranger? Your pussy's gripping tighter than usual!"
"Hrrk, hngh! Hnnng, ngh! Nooo… yaaah. Aaah! Aaaang!"
She's teasing him with those whiny noises to rev him up.
And it worked—his thrusts got even fiercer.
Lucky girl….
I wanna be under a guy like that.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Whoa… speeding up even more?
She gonna die?
It's less human sex, more beastly mating with that power.
"Ooh, aaah! Aaaang! C-cuuummi— hoooh♡"
The guy buried his cock to the hilt.
They stopped moving, just twitching—must be climaxing.
Moments later, he stood up, but she looked too drained to move.
"Ahiiik, haaa…."
Eyes unfocused, pussy leaking fluids.
Like pleasure was all she could think of.
I couldn't tear my eyes off their bodies until he went for his wallet.
Did I go too rough?
Michelle wasn't getting up from where she lay.
Couldn't keep the delivery girl waiting forever, so I headed to the bedroom naked and grabbed my wallet.
Pulling out cash buck-naked in front of her, I felt her eyes locked on my dick.
"Here you go."
"Thank you."
Her demeanor as she took the money was so calm, it was hard to believe she'd just watched strangers fuck.
Calm Down was working perfectly.
"Oh, sorry, but could you keep what you saw today a secret?"
"Of course. It's not even that weird."
"Thanks."
The spell would wear off soon, but even then, she wouldn't find today's events odd.
Another perk of Calm Down.
Pretty useful for a spell I learned in one day.
Downside was my shitty stats meant long cooldowns after one use.
Maybe the intense stimulation left her wrecked—Michelle still wasn't stirring.
Plus, I hadn't properly gotten consent. Guilt washed over me.
"Teacher, you okay?"
I carefully helped her sit up.
If anyone asks what we did after eating pizza, obviously we fucked.
Not right away, though.
She was dead set on showering first.
Even though we'd just sweat it all out again.
I thought that, but after my pizza-order prank, I felt bad and went along with it.
After that? Non-stop sex, no holds barred.
The teacher, who'd been sulky from my prank, forgave me and got hooked on my cock like nothing happened. Sweating buckets made the shower pointless anyway.
We started going at it again around 10 PM.
I was so lost in fucking that when I checked the clock, it was 2 AM.
Drained, the teacher just lay there moaning, while I—still full of energy—kept pistoning away.
Dunno why, but the hornier I got, the more stamina surged.
Hours of nonstop fucking made her way more honest.
Once she started voicing her pleasure raw, it felt just like sex between real lovers.
Still, she held her final line.
Pinned under me and moaning, she rejected my confession to date and refused bareback too.
Her willpower was stronger than expected, but I didn't push relentlessly.
We'd come this far—it was only a matter of time before she fell completely.
Plenty of time before the Academic Tribunal.
No need to rush.
The next morning, in Michelle's private office.
As morning roll call approached, she sat at her desk, lost in thoughts of yesterday.
Inviting a student home and having sex.
No regrets or guilt.
That phase was long past—her body fully embraced the pleasure Ian gave.
She'd held the final line.
Rejected his confession, and even his plea to skip the condom.
No issues there.
But.
'If he confesses or begs again… could I refuse?'
She was wavering.
Ian was special—the more they fucked, the stronger the pleasure, never dulling.
And it wasn't just physical.
Her heart drew closer as their bodies did.
Even as he poured beastly lust into her, his occasional tenderness made her heart race.
Michelle recalled fucking in front of the pizza delivery girl.
'…My heart nearly stopped.'
Terror that her life could end.
The depraved thrill and novel pleasure of the abnormal situation.
It all swirled inside, leaving her mind blank.
'He called me Michelle….'
She knew it was to hide our teacher-student relation from the staffer.
Yet hearing him say her name casually, in familiar speech, made her heart pound uncontrollably.
Like they'd leaped past the teacher-student barrier.
'Still, that prank went too far.'
Exactly.
Too busy fucking to scold him properly, but it was undeniably risky.
'Lucky the delivery girl was… unusual.'
She'd acted like it was the most normal thing.
(Michelle had been too out of it to hear Ian snap his fingers.)
Hard to believe even now, but pure luck.
'If he pulls that again, I gotta scold him for real.'
Even thinking that, she doubted her resolve against pleasure.
She was already shaking at his confession.
Still, she had to guard that final teacher-student line.
To protect their lives—and maybe this pleasure-soaked life.
'…Time.'
Michelle headed to class for morning roll call.