Hibiscus (3)
In cartoons or stories, you've probably seen that trope where an angel and devil argue on someone's shoulder. My situation right now could be perfectly captured by one of those.
'Just shove it all the way in. Right to the hilt. That perfect click when you hit bottom is gonna feel incredible.'
'No way. Take it slow and steady. Feel every sticky wrinkle clinging to you, don't miss a single one.'
Come to think of it, neither option really sounds like something an angel would say. My choice was the latter. Why? Because I figured Claudia would prefer it that way.
Even now, her pussy was greedily clenching around just my glans, squeezing me tight. She'd probably cum at least four times already... maybe five.
"I'm telling you again, this is punishment, Claudia. Learn to suppress your desires."
"Y-yes, yeees...♡ I-I'll, en-dure, it, ahhn♡ U-ugh, guh, eek-♡"
Ah, I shouldn't move my hips while she's trying to speak. My mistake.
I pressed my hips forward just a bit, sliding in another knuckle's length. But to Claudia's body, it clearly wasn't a light tease.
Thinking back, I'd felt something snag against my glans in that motion—her sensitive spot? Her massive ass trembled violently, her arched back twisting as she came. Yeah, no doubt about it.
Still, I couldn't show any gentle concern right now. I was the teacher righteously punishing Claudia for getting swept up in her lewd delusions.
"Did you just climax?"
I asked in a deliberately stern, hardened voice. Claudia shook her head vigorously from side to side—though her face was buried in the bed anyway, not looking my way.
"N-no... I-I didn't, cu-cum..."
Anyone could tell she was lying; her voice had shrunk small and timid.
"But it definitely clenched harder for a moment... Was that my imagination?"
I pressed again, pulling my hips back slightly. My glans grazed that soft, yielding fold I'd just noticed—like lightly scraping her weak spot.
The reaction was instant. As my rigid glans raked her quivering labia, soaked in her juices, "H-heek, hick-♡ O-oh...♡" Claudia's legs shuddered, trying to clamp shut, but my thighs blocked her. She failed, letting out a pathetic moan mixed with ragged breaths, her sticky nectar gushing out in streams.
"Are you still going to claim you didn't climax?"
"S-sorry... I'm sorryyy..."
This time, she couldn't even lie—her voice drained of strength as she admitted it.
Claudia got so much more responsive when I teased her shame. And I had a great idea.
...Not inspired by any of my recent wild fantasies over the past few days. Absolutely not.
"From now on, no more lies. Confess the truth to me with every climax."
"E-eh... Th-that's, so, em-embarrassing..."
"Receiving punishment isn't embarrassing, Claudia."
This time, I moved my hips before she could finish, cutting her off. A little deeper into the length I'd pulled back from. Slow and gentle. Slooowly... pushing in.
"Heep, hi, eek-♡ Hoo-eep, eep...♡"
Her mouth clamped shut, breaths held tight. So very Claudia—clearly loving this, desperately fighting her orgasm.
"Good. Hold it back. Show me your endurance."
Or just cum blissfully and soak the sheets. Either works.
I gripped her writhing hips and kept thrusting in. Halfway now. Slick juices squelched obscenely between my shaft and her walls.
"Hoo, hoo-eet♡ Hoo, hoo♡"
Head bowed, Claudia regulated her raging climax with panting breaths up to her chin. But inside—those gooey, melted folds gripping and sucking my cock—felt different. Like they were pulling me deeper. Dense wrinkles hugged me tenderly. That hot, sticky squeeze whispered, come on, deeper, faster—kwoooah♡.
"Almost all the way in, Claudia. Just a bit more."
The joy after holding back would be more ecstatic than ever. I guarantee it.
She must be nearing her limit—her breaths came faster, laced with a lewder tone.
"Hoo♡ Hoo♡ Hoo, hooaa, uh, uhn♡"
With faint moans slipping through despite herself.
It had taken minutes just for insertion. Past the tight entrance, through the juice-drenched sticky middle. Now reaching the scorching depths just below her womb.
"Th-Theo, Te-Teacher♡ Teeeeacher♡"
Her needy voice called me as her pussy—now swallowing my entire base—gushed fluids.
No need to ask why. Time to reward her for enduring the insertion.
Instead of words, I gripped her slender waist tight. Then shoved in the remaining root.
Squelch—shluuuurp-♡ Finally, my pubis met her soft ass.
"Eup, ha, uh-♡ O-ohoo, ooo...♡ Oooht, ho, hooo...♡"
Simultaneously, my glans tapped something deep inside. Claudia, prone on the bed, plunged into a long orgasm. Lewd moans no apprentice saintess should utter spilled from her lips as she came hard and deep.
"Did you climax?"
I leaned forward, whispering near her twitching shoulder. Obediently, honestly, she answered.
"Y-yes, yeees...♡ I-I came, just now, too...♡ Still, cu-cumming...♡"
"Excellent. Admitting your wrongs truthfully is commendable."
Good. Insertion complete—back to the original topic.
From the end of the thrust, her soft, yielding ass had started yielding subtly under me. I leaned forward slowly, shifting my weight to press naturally harder.
Until now, I'd thrust forward. Now, it was time to press down.
"You haven't forgotten, have you? This flesh that's only useful for punishment."
Holding her body against mine, I kept pushing my hips. Her prone position was shifting—now like she was pinned beneath me.
"Even as I press down like this, it's softly giving way, accepting me."
Exactly as I said. Her plush ass deformed lewdly under my hips, no pretty curves—just squishy submission.
Then Claudia—hot breaths heaving as she listened—parted her lips.
"Hoo, hoo-eh, uht...♡ D-does Teacher, l-like it...?"
"...Like it?"
I got it. She wanted to hear what I thought of her body.
Considering her tastes... I'd make it stimulating, blunt.
"Of course. Even slamming my hips down hard, there's no hard impact."
I pressed down as I spoke. Deeply buried cock grinding downward, mashing her insides softly. Squiiiish.
"Uguuht♡ O-ohoo♡ Oh♡ Cu-cu-cumming♡ Cumming♡"
Her juice-smeared folds spasmed, squeezing me as she climaxed. Pinned under me, her hips bucked wildly.
She looked so blissful—maybe a few more words.
"And I love the sound when flesh slaps on thrusts."
I didn't pull out fully—just halfway. Then slammed down heavy with rebound. Soft, soaked flesh splattered apart, then paang!—a clean smack.
"So naturally, I love it."
"Ogh, eep♡ Hoooook♡ O-oho, ho, oht♡ I-I love it too...♡ I'll stay, l-like this...♡"
Conquered in one thrust, Claudia promised amid electric ecstasy. To keep this flesh—as nothing but a sex cushion.
"Wise choice."
Each movement, sticky walls clung drenched in nectar. I lifted up, then slammed into her quivering form below. Pinning her deeper into the bed, less mercy—rough, heavy. Squashing that soft ass flat, churning her deep womb.
When I lifted, her ass rose gently with my withdrawing cock. But slamming down into her gooey hole, "O-oh, ohguhk...♡ Heh, exxt...♡" she wailed pathetically, clenching kwoaak-♡.
Again. Squelch-♡ Paang! Again, paang, paang, paang!
Ah, that last one wasn't our hips colliding. Claudia's legs, overwhelmed by orgasmic joy, slapping the bed.
I repeated it about ten times. Each thrust, she came twice—once on withdrawal, once on impact.
"O...♡ Oh, oht...♡ A-again... cu-cumming♡"
Mashing her soft ass flat, grinding deep with my glans—her slack moans from her gaping mouth suddenly quieted.
"Huh...? Cl-Claudia?"
Pshh, psssh-♡ No answer—just a small stream of liquid.
Through this, I'd learned two things about Claudia. First: hypersensitive body, gushes lots of nectar—high chance of squirting at peak arousal. Second: strong desires, but poor stamina—continuous orgasms might knock her out. Caution advised.