Chapter 145: The Secretary's Secret Private Lesson
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 145: The Secretary's Secret Private Lesson
"Haaah..."
Phew... It’s been a while since I’ve had sex this intense.
The sweat trickling down my jaw felt itchy, so I wiped it away with the back of my hand while looking down at the mess I’d made of Katrina.
Seeing that straitlaced career woman looking completely dazed and making such mindless whimpers was a total turn-on.
Her usually stiff expression had completely melted away, and her vacant face was covered in my semen.
Her body, which always maintained a perfectly upright posture, was now limp. Her legs were spread wide in a lewd display, revealing the pussy I’d just finished pounding so thoroughly.
Watching her pussy twitch as it vomited out the semen I’d filled her with felt filthy, yet incredibly erotic.
This was Katrina—the woman who always glared at me and built a wall as if she loathed men. Seeing her trembling after being broken like this made my limp dick stand tall and rigid once again.
How many times did we go at it? Outside, the sun had already set, making it as dark as the space under-the-bed.
I’d spilled my semen inside her more times than I could count, and she had tasted climax just as often.
I did rush things a bit, though.
I knew the moment she snapped out of her pleasure-induced haze, she’d regain her senses and try to push me away, so I gave it my all without a single moment’s rest.
The training room was thick with the scent of body musk and semen. We’d had sex all over the place.
On the sofa, pressed against the whiteboard, on top of the tea table, the floor, the walls, the desk, the bookshelf... but the places she reacted to most were the window and the door.
When I pressed her against the window and hammered her from behind, she was completely out of it, yet she kept trying to squirm away out of the sheer shame that someone outside might see her. It was magnificent.
Standing her up against the door was great, too. The way she covered her mouth with both hands to stifle her moans, terrified that someone outside might hear, made her look less like a stiff secretary and more like a bashful girl. She was so cute I went three rounds in a row right there.
I’d pushed through with sheer momentum, but I didn't expect Katrina to crumble so completely without even putting up a fight.
My sex skills are honestly a bit terrifying, even to me.
Am I basically at max level now? Should I try challenging the Madame?
Shaking off the useless thoughts, I began to wipe down Katrina’s body, as she still hadn't come to her senses.
Since her breasts and pussy are precious, I caressed... no, wiped them with extra care.
I enjoyed the way she flinched every time my hand touched her as I stood up.
Now then, what should I do?
I’ve made it this far by keeping her in a constant state of climax, but once she regains her reason, she’ll probably try to kill me, right?
It’s not like I can keep her submissive by fucking her for three or four days straight.
...Actually, with my current sex skills, I feel like I could pull it off, but both Katrina and I have schedules to keep.
To be honest, I’m worried Erin might have already come looking for her since we’ve been at it until evening.
I’ll have to stick to my original plan.
Sometimes in life, you need the courage to be disliked.
I pulled out the phone Katrina had hidden and checked it.
She was thorough enough to have it plugged into a portable battery.
In a world where electronics are charged with mana, portable batteries are hard to come by, but she’d come prepared.
Since it was a spare device without a SIM card, I didn't have to worry about the data being uploaded elsewhere.
I connected it to my phone and transferred the incredibly long 'The Secretary's Secret Private Lesson' porn video that had been recording until just now.
Then, I deleted it from her device.
Holding the phone, which was warm from the long recording session, I approached Katrina.
She must have enjoyed the sex; she was sleeping soundly.
I kneaded her large breasts while pressing my dick against her now-clean pussy.
Her pussy, which had lost its tightening power earlier from being pounded so much, was already showing off its health again after a short rest.
I didn't insert it; I just rubbed the pillar against her, and her pussy began to mumble and chew at my dick as if it wanted to eat it quickly.
I loved how her expression shifted even in her sleep every time I rubbed against her.
I smiled broadly and hit the record button.
"Ugh!"
The moment I thrust my dick inside, Katrina’s eyes snapped open. She tried to sit up, but I held her down with one hand.
Ooh... she’s tightening up like crazy.
Her wide eyes darted around, taking in the situation and her surroundings, but her pussy was greedily devouring my dick.
"You rapist piece of shit..."
"Hey now~ You're the rapist here, Katrina. I've got the whole thing right here on video—you jumping me."
I waved the phone I was using to film, and Katrina’s expression froze.
"How did you... that..."
"It’s really too much, trying to ruin a young man with a bright future ahead of him."
"Urgh—I didn't intend to, ngh, stop it!"
"The fact that you were going to show this to Professor Erin says you intended exactly that."
I kept thrusting my hips, performing a piston motion into her pussy, which gripped me tightly as if it refused to let go.
The succulent vaginal walls clamped down on my dick without a single gap, sending a wave of supreme pleasure through me.
"Even now—"
"Were you really that jealous?"
"..."
At the mention of jealousy, Katrina fell silent.
She was someone who adored Erin so much she even kept Akito—whom she highly respected—at a distance. Was there any other reason for her to do something like this?
Though, she certainly treated Akito and me differently.
Now that I think about it, it pisses me off.
She tried to seduce Akito, thinking he’d naturally drift away from Erin if they became a couple, but she tries to frame me as a criminal?
"Ah, ngh, you, haah... this is a crime... ngh!"
Angered, I began to hammer against her cervix, making Katrina arch her back and gasp for air.
"Since a problem has arisen, I think I should consult Professor Erin about this. What do you think?"
"N-no! Please, don't..."
Katrina looked up at me piteously.
Her firm breasts bounced with every heavy thrust, and her expression—a mix of pleasure and desperation—was incredibly erotic.
I didn't actually plan on taking this to the end.
Katrina is Erin’s secretary, and I’ll need her help in the future. There’s no need to make an enemy out of her for no reason.
"Fine."
I stopped the recording and showed her the screen as I deleted the video.
Perhaps she hadn't expected me to listen to her now that I had the upper hand, because she looked at me with suspicious eyes.
"Oh, for your information, I still have the video I took earlier."
Her glare, which seemed to say 'I knew it,' was great.
No matter what face she made, it was half-melted with pleasure, making it incredibly hot.
"Don't worry. I'll delete that too. But I'm keeping it until the training is over. I don't know what else you might try to pull, after all."
"..."
Perhaps because of what she’d done, Katrina couldn't argue.
She looked frustrated, but her body bounced with every powerful thrust of my hips, her expression softening into pleasure.
She’d look dazed for a moment, then pull a face as if it were humiliating to be enjoying my dick.
‘Ngh, it’s too big, haah—why does this bastard’s dick feel so good—’
"Ha-aaah!"
As my dick pressed firmly against her sensitive spot and pushed deeper, Katrina let out a loud moan.
"It’s, ngh, it’s all over, ha-ah... take it... take it out..."
‘No, if this goes on any longer, my head is going to go crazyyy...’
She acted tough, but her inner thoughts were quite cute.
I leaned down, pressing my body against the struggling Katrina, and kissed her. She thrashed her head around, resisting.
However, once I hugged her tight and started hammering her with everything I had, she lost her mind to the pleasure. I kissed her gaping mouth roughly while working my hips with fervor.
"Heugh—h-he-aaah...!"
Reaching her climax, Katrina lifted her legs in a V-shape and began to spray her fluids. I ejaculated into her deepest depths.
As the pulsing semen filled her womb, Katrina’s tongue lolled out. She trembled violently before collapsing.
When I pulled my dick out of her pussy, which seemed reluctant to let go, semen leaked out of the closing entrance in a steady stream.
That was a magnificent session.
Satisfied in both body and mind, I wiped down the once-again unconscious Katrina, covered her with a blanket, and left.
*
The next day, the safety training began again.
Sitting on the sofa, I turned around at the sound of the door opening.
I guess she’s given up on the idea of seducing me? I’m just glad she didn't run away.
Her skirt reached down to her knees, and her blouse was buttoned all the way to her neck—back to her usual self.
I liked the sexy outfit, though.
Meeting my gaze with cold eyes, Katrina walked toward the whiteboard with a perfectly straight gait, not a single hair out of place.
Then, as she passed the sofa and saw me...
"...What do you think you're doing?"
"Oh... I was just hot?"
Seeing my fully erect dick poking out of my open zipper, Katrina frowned deeply.
Perhaps remembering yesterday’s intense sex, she stared at my dick for a moment before snapping out of it and glaring at me.
"I'm sure Lady Erin would love to see you in this state."
"And I'm sure she'd love to hear about what happened yesterday, too."
"Urgh..."
As long as I still had the video, I wasn't going to lose any power struggle.
Katrina ignored me, turned around, and began writing meaningless educational content on the whiteboard.
"Miss Katrina, I can't concentrate."
"So what?"
"If you could help me out... well, if you don't want to, then never mind."
"...Are you threatening me right now?"
Receiving her icy stare, I gave a broad smile.
"Threatening? No. Well... I did have something done to me, after all. Compensation for damages? Or maybe a little payback?"
"You're a petty man."
"But I'm a thick man, aren't I?"
When I made the crude joke while pointing at my dick, Katrina’s face contorted. She gritted her teeth and spoke in a fierce voice.
"Don't think you'll ever have sex with me again. Next time, I won't hold back."
How scary.
She was showing her will to refuse, even if it meant mutual destruction. Katrina certainly has backbone.
"I'm not asking for that much. But maybe a hand or a mouth...?"
"..."
"What? I'm allowed to ask for that much, aren't I? My life was almost ruined. It’s embarrassing to have an erection throughout the whole lesson. Please take care of it quickly."
"For someone who claims to be embarrassed..."
Grinding her teeth and glaring at me, Katrina marched over and sat down beside me. Without a moment’s hesitation, she grabbed my dick and began to shake it up and down half-heartedly.
"Hurry up and cum so I can clean up this filth."
"That depends on you, doesn't it, Katrina?"
Katrina kept glaring at me, but her hand didn't stop.
Even though she clearly hated it, the fact that she was giving me a handjob was a huge turn-on, but I did my best to hold back my ejaculation.
She seemed weak to smells; I wanted to see her get addicted to the thick scent of Kokaine on her hands.
Katrina, who was working hard to shake the dick she couldn't even wrap one hand around, frowned and looked at me when there was no sign of ejaculation after some time.
"Hurry up and cum. You spilled so much yesterday."
"Ejaculation isn't something I can just do on command. I hate to say this, but you're a bit unskilled..."
Twitch—
She’s reacting.
Her pride wouldn't allow that.
Well—more than that, before Katrina arrived, I’d rubbed my dick all over this room to fill it with the scent. She wouldn't be able to make rational judgments.
When I was rubbing my dick against the whiteboard, I felt a bit of self-loathing, wondering if I really had to go that far, but it seems it was effective.
Katrina, who had been glaring at me in silence, suddenly stood up and positioned herself right in front of me.
"I'm unskilled?"
I remained silent, and taking my silence as affirmation, Katrina crouched down in front of me and brought her face close to my dick.
"I'll make you cum in thirty seconds."
Having made her bold claim, Katrina grabbed my dick with both hands and began to shake it. The handjob, using her wrist's snap to create a rhythmic rubbing sensation, was as amazing as her confidence suggested.
But did Katrina realize?
The way her nose twitched as she took in the scent from right in front of her, and the way her eyes were fixed on my dick, never moving.
Katrina’s lips, painted with red lipstick, parted and took in the large glans.
Ooh...
Inside her warm mouth, her tongue moved frantically, licking every inch of the glans.
"Ah..."
When I let out a moan, Katrina looked up at me with the glans still in her mouth and gave a flirtatious smile.
Then, she swallowed my dick deep into her mouth.
She pushed it all the way to her throat in one go and began to swallow it roughly, moving her head rapidly.
Every time my dick roamed inside her mouth, her narrow throat constricted around the glans, her sticky saliva coated the shaft, and her highly aroused tongue rubbed against the pillar.
"Cough, ack—gh-!"
Ooh... she’s the first woman to take my dick—which had reached a second-stage erection—all the way to the root.
Even while gagging, Katrina looked up at me with triumphant eyes. My dick, pushed all the way down her throat, screamed with pleasure.
Splurt—gh—vut—shhh—
Katrina gulped down the powerful, long-lasting stream of semen.
Since my dick had already conquered her throat, it was pouring down directly, so there was no need to swallow, but every time she did, her throat tightened even more, providing even greater pleasure.
Her face was a mess, but Katrina’s teary eyes showed a sense of satisfaction as if she had won. Soon, my spit-covered dick slid out of her mouth, leaving a long string of saliva behind.
The sticky thread of saliva stretched as it moved away from Katrina’s mouth before snapping and dripping onto the floor.
Thirty seconds had long since passed, but Katrina was flushed with excitement, satisfied that she had made me cum.
"Ha-aaah! Ahh! Wait, harder! Ngh!"
Thirty minutes later, Katrina was mounted on top of me, bouncing her large ass and savoring my dick to the fullest.