Reforming the Alchemy Genius Hazel (3)
Hazel's social service duty was cleaning up horse manure.
She went to the stables not far from Buzdra Academy and shoveled it all by herself, diligently. I chatted idly with the stable manager while nursing a light beer, and even though Hazel's clothes were filthy and she was sweating buckets, her face stayed bright. She was buzzing with anticipation for what would come next.
"All done. Where to now? Back to school?"
"Let's wash up first. You stink."
"Where?"
"Inn."
"An inn?"
Hazel's face lit up with a grin. She gets it now, huh?
"First time for me at that inn. How many times have you been, Assistant Professor?"
"Too many to count."
"Whoa, that many? Sex with women every time?"
How does your mind jump straight there? Is your head full of nothing but dirty thoughts?
"Handful of times, tops."
"With someone famous? Wait... Professor Melissa? You were in the same party, and you still live together!"
I furrowed my brow.
"Cover your face with that towel you got from the stables."
"Why?"
"I've got a solid excuse—we stopped by so I could lend you some clean clothes since yours got dirty from social service. But outsiders who don't know might see us and get the wrong idea."
"Oh right. My fans might recognize me."
Twenty minutes later, we checked into the inn for a five-hour day room and ordered bathwater. While the tub filled with hot water, Hazel perched on the bed, smirking wickedly.
"Your dick... I'm finally gonna see it. Hehe."
"In those smutty novels, how big do they make a guy's cock when it's hard?"
"Smallest one's twenty-five centimeters."
"That's too big."
"Twenty-five feels standard."
"That's a monster cock. Hardly anyone packs that."
Now she's got me feeling small.
A knock at the door. Knock knock.
"Your bathwater's here!"
A round wooden tub big enough for one person came in, filled with steaming water. Once it was full, the staff bowed politely and left.
"Now what? I wash up, then you show me?"
"Wash. I'll just wander around naked."
"Pardon?"
I stripped without hesitation, my cock swinging as I plopped into a chair and spread my legs.
"Good view? Wish granted."
Hazel froze on the spot, eyes locked on my dick, not even blinking.
"Assistant Professor's cock... it's curved like a faucet. Oh..."
"Not hard yet. What're you waiting for? Strip and wash."
"Right."
Hazel hurriedly peeled off her clothes. Her slender fingers trembled as she hiked up her skirt and unbuttoned her top. She was extremely aroused, but a smile played on her lips anyway.
"Sh-should I take off my underwear too?"
"Obviously. Who bathes with undies on?"
"First time showing my body to a guy... I'm nervous."
She smiled shyly as she unhooked her bra.
"All off."
She slipped off her panties and stood before me. I couldn't help swallowing hard. I'd heard her tits were big, but seeing them in person—they were even larger than I'd imagined. Wanna touch... Her figure was stunning. Curves in all the right places, hips wide and solid—prime wife material. Shorter than the other girls, but her proportions made her sexy as hell.
Ahem. I cleared my throat and crossed my legs.
"All stripped? Get washing."
"You're just gonna watch me?"
"I'm already showing my dick. That's enough."
"Um..."
Hazel stalled a bit before speaking up.
"Can I masturbate while looking at your cock, Assistant Professor?"
We're this far—why not? I'm planning to steer this straight to sex anyway.
I swallowed. Seeing her naked body made me impatient too. Wanna fuck her quick... no. Implant some real passion for studies and my special energy first.
"Go for it. I'll sit so you get a good look."
"Not sitting—come closer. I wanna do it while seeing your ass and chest too."
She slipped into the tub, slowly submerging, then spread her legs in an M-shape. Her fingers naturally drifted to her pussy.
"Nngh... ah..."
A lewd moan escaped soon after. Watching her fondle her own tits while fingering herself, I felt my throat go dry and licked my lips.
She said she jerks off a ton, and damn, she knows what she's doing. So filthy good at it.
I stood and approached the tub. My cock was half-hard, the head starting to lift.
"Love a guy's cock... nngh... mmph... haah..."
Her lust-glazed eyes fixed on my dick as her fingers worked furiously. The water sloshed gently.
Suddenly, Hazel scrunched her face and let out a desperate cry.
"Hngh! Aaah... ah...!"
Looked like she came.
"Done?"
"Y-yeah. Haa, haa, haa...!"
She swallowed, flashing a bright smile.
"That was quick."
"I'll do it again after washing."
Oh right. This girl's the fourteen-times-a-day type. That was just warming up.
"But Assistant Professor... down there..."
Hazel pointed at my cock from the water. It was fully erect now, aggressively facing her.
"Got hard watching you."
"You felt good?"
"Embarrassing, but yeah."
"Whoa... so it gets like this when hard... just like in the books."
"Thoughts?"
"Weird... but hot. Looks kinda cool with your body. Can I touch it once?"
"Go ahead."
"Hehe..."
I brought it right to her face, and she reached out, gripping the shaft and stroking slowly.
"So weird. The skin's all bumpy..."
"Ow, your hand's so soft."
My weakest spot. Having my vulnerability seized made every nerve fire up. The warmth, the softness—it made me forget I was her teacher. Hazel looked like a woman now.
"Feels good?"
"Of course."
"Books say girls suck it with their mouths sometimes."
"Feels even better."
"...Want me to?"
She still thought today was just a peek-and-done deal. But offering a blowjob? Deep down, she wants to go all the way too. Perfect. Me too.
"Never sucked a dick before, right?"
"Sucked cucumbers."
"Ever break one mid-suck?"
"Tons. Bit one in frustration once."
"Don't do that. Can you suck without teeth?"
"I'll try."
Hazel lifted her ass, kneeling in the water. She quickly tied her long hair into a messy bun, gripped my cock with one hand.
"Your dick's tip is smaller and thinner than a cucumber—easier to fit in my mouth."
"Uh... yeah?"
Is she calling my dick small indirectly? I rushed to defend my pride.
"All guys are like this. Mine's on the big side."
"I know. Cucumbers are thick and blunt at the end. Never seen a cock that big in books."
"Mine's big."
"Seems so."
"Not 'seems'—it's huge for a guy."
"Smaller than a cucumber, though?"
She burst out laughing. Stroking slowly, she looked up with a bright smile.
"Say it's big and cool, and fuck me today too."
Look at her, slyly riding the vibe to ask naturally.
Of course it was a yes, but I wanted to tease her a bit more.
"Depends how good you suck."
"First time—might be bad."
Without warning, she engulfed it.
"Whoa...!"
The sudden assault buckled my knees reflexively. Her mouth was so warm, I closed my eyes and sighed in bliss.
"Whether you're good or bad, once it's in... it's always right...!"
"Wha tha mean...?"
"Don't talk with it in your mouth. Just suck. Hoo... good girl."
Hazel swallowed deep, sucked along the shaft, pulled out slow. Then again. Deep, hard suck out. Repeat. Felt good, but no rhythm. Too slow.
I shook my head.
"Don't pull all the way out—keep sucking with it in."
"Not supposed to pull out and go again?"
"Nope."
I grabbed her index finger for a demo.
Slurp, slurp, slurp, lick, lick.
She cracked up at my fancy tongue work.
"Hahaha, tickles!"
"Got it?"
"Ah! I know how now!"
She dove back in. Her head bobbed front and back. She'd figured it out. Finally, proper head.
Jwurp, chup, slurp, slurp! Every time her lips squeezed the shaft, my ass clenched.
"Ahh... yeah, like that. Good job."
I gently held her bobbing head, stroking her hair. I'm the teacher. Can't just receive—gotta reward her with some pussy eating. Bet she's never had it from a guy... First time might blow her mind.
"Hazel, that's enough. Let's switch."
"Was I bad?"
"Nah, you were great. Wanna make you feel good. Towel off and get on the bed."
Moments later, we lay on the bed in a 69.