The Professor's Special Tutoring Session (1)
The night had grown deep, and the corridors of the Imperial Magic Academy lay silent, emptied of students. Tusma Ssex moved through the darkness with familiar steps, heading toward Lurua Seinsti's private laboratory. The secret promise he'd shared with her in the library still burned hot in his blood.
'Last time the headmaster ruined everything... but tonight will be different.'
He stopped before the firmly closed door of the lab. It had been sealed with magic, yet the moment his hand touched it, the door slid open without a sound, as if it had been waiting for him. Stepping inside, he was greeted by a scene quite different from the usual scholarly atmosphere. The room was lit only by soft, magically adjusted lighting, and the air carried a relaxing aroma meant to ease tension. And in the center of the room stood Lurua.
"...You've come."
Lurua was not wearing her usual authoritative professor's robe. Instead, she wore only a single thin white silk gown that clung to every curve of her body. Her silhouette beneath the dim lighting was more sensual and beautiful than any goddess statue. The perfect lines flowing from her voluptuous breasts to her narrow waist and then to her full hips were almost impossible to believe belonged to a human.
"You called for me, Professor Lurua. What exactly will we be covering in today's 'supplementary lesson'?" Tusma asked with feigned innocence as he approached her.
Lurua averted her gaze and cleared her throat. Her cheeks were flushed a deep, ripe peach color.
"Ahem! Th-that is... an in-depth study of your magical power. Last time, external interference prevented us from collecting accurate data, so... tonight, under perfectly controlled conditions, we must meticulously measure the 'injection' of magical power and the test subject's subsequent 'reactions.'"
She tried to maintain an academic tone, but her trembling voice and the way her chest rose and fell rapidly made it abundantly clear just how nervous and aroused she was.
"An excellent research plan, Professor Lurua," Tusma said, stepping right up to her and gently lifting her chin. Seeing her emerald eyes trembling with a mixture of desire and shame, he smiled with satisfaction. "In that case, as the test subject, I'd like to make one suggestion to increase the efficiency of the experiment."
"Wh-what suggestion...?"
"Wouldn't removing all unnecessary obstacles during the research process—such as these 'clothes'—help us obtain more accurate measurements of the magical reactions?"
The moment he finished speaking, Tusma gently tugged at the sash of her gown. With a soft rustle, the knot came undone, and the final scrap of fabric covering her body slipped silently to the floor.
"Ah...!"
A short gasp escaped Lurua's lips. The naked form that had never been fully revealed to anyone in 2,200 years was now completely exposed before Tusma's eyes. Her snow-white skin glowed softly under the moonlight and magical illumination. Her breasts, so full they looked ready to burst, were capped with shyly erect pink nipples. Her impossibly narrow waist flowed into generous hips and buttocks, and at their center lay a secret garden glistening with nectar, sparkling like a jewel. Her body was a living work of art, the greatest masterpiece ever crafted by the gods.
"P-Professor..." Even Tusma was momentarily speechless, lost in admiration of her perfect beauty. Lurua blushed from head to toe in shame and tried to cover herself with her arms, but Tusma gently caught both her wrists and stopped her.
"Don't cover yourself, Professor. Your body is... the most magnificent research material I've ever seen."
Tusma stripped off his own clothes in one swift motion, then took her hands and wrapped them around his neck. He pulled her waist firmly against him. Their naked bodies pressed together with no space between them. The meeting of softness and hardness, heat and greater heat, drew a moan of pleasure from Lurua's lips.
"Hah...!"
Tusma's massive member rose between her slick thighs and soon pressed hard against her belly. Overwhelmed by its sheer presence, Lurua felt dizzy and buried her face in his shoulder.
"Now then, let's begin the 'magical power injection' experiment."
Tusma lifted her in his arms and carried her to the obsidian table in the center of the lab. Her burning-hot body was laid upon the cold surface. The contrast between black and white created an intensely erotic scene. Just like last time, he began caressing every inch of her body, flipping each and every switch of pleasure she possessed. Having experienced it once before, her body responded far more sensitively and honestly than before.
"Hahng! Ah! Ahn! S-Ssex student...! There, right there...!"
The words "no" no longer left her lips. Only cries of pleasure begging for more poured out endlessly.
After teasing her thoroughly, Tusma finally positioned himself between her legs.
"Professor, this is the main experiment. I will inject the very 'essence' of my magical power directly into your 'core.' Are you ready for the magical measurement?"
"Haa... haa... I-I'm ready... Hurry... Hurry and inject it...!"
Lurua had completely lost her reason and was urging him on. Her pussy was already flooded with nectar, desperately awaiting his invasion.
Tusma didn't hesitate any longer. The time had come to push everything he had into her 2,200-year-old sanctuary, that final gateway.
Squelch.
When Tusma spread Lurua's plump outer lips wide with both hands, a lewd pink welcomed him. Her soaked inner lips and passage created glistening strands of nectar as they slowly parted, revealing the pretty hymen beyond.
"It's beautiful, Professor Lurua."
"S-so embarrassing..."
"Be even more embarrassed. I love seeing you like this, Professor."
"Hah...!"
Tusma stared closely at Lurua's hymen, as if committing the sight to memory before it disappeared forever.
"L-looking at it so closely... it's s-so shameful..."
"I like it, Professor Lurua."
"Mmm~!"
At his light confession, Professor Lurua's pussy twitched. Enjoying the sight, Tusma slid his tongue toward her entrance.
Lick. Lick.
"Aaaaaah~!!"
He licked at her hymen as if teasing it with the tip of his tongue.
Lick, lick, lick, lick!
"Eung, mmm!"
Then he pushed his tongue against the tiny hole at the center of her hymen.
Schlick!
Lurua arched her back like a bow in a violent reaction.
"Hiiieeeek~!!"
Watching her, Tusma gently grasped both of her breasts. The sensation of his hands sinking into the soft, marshmallow-like flesh and the warm body heat felt incredible.
Squeeze~!
"Mmm..."
Tusma pressed her breasts together, then brought his face to them. He took both of her lewd pink nipples into his mouth at once and sucked.
Slurp. Sluuuurp.
"Heeeung~!! It f-feels so goooood~!!"
As Tusma sucked both nipples simultaneously, Lurua trembled again with overwhelming pleasure.
"It feels good for me too, Professor Lurua."
Because I'm finally going to claim you.
Tusma grinned, pulled his mouth from her nipples, and brought his massive cock to her now even wetter pussy.
Press. Nudge.
The glans passed through her spread outer lips and entered between her inner folds. The warm, tight pressure stimulated his tip as her pussy began to swallow his shaft with wet, greedy sounds. Just as the head disappeared inside her passage...
Groooan.
The hymen and his glans met again, sending jolts of electric pleasure through them both.
"We're back here again. This time, no matter who tries to interfere or come looking, I won't stop, Professor Lurua."
"Mmm~! Yes! I-I won't stop either, Tusma...!"
Tusma slowly applied pressure, pushing his glans deeper into her pussy.
Sluuuuuuurp—!
"Haaaaah...! Haaaaang~!!"
The pressure against his glans grew stronger. But only for a moment.
Schluuuck!!
Finally, with the sensation of her taut hymen tearing, Tusma's cock advanced toward the deepest part of her.
"Aaaaaahng~!!!"
Spluuuuuuurt!!
As his massive member slammed all the way to her cervix in one thrust, Lurua arched her back like a bow once more and climaxed. Lewd female ejaculation sprayed endlessly from her urethra, soaking Tusma's abs without any sign of stopping.
"Haaang~! Ahng~! Ahn~!"
An overwhelming sense of fullness unlike anything else in the world pierced through her entire body. She kept cumming even though the real sex hadn't even properly begun yet.
"Ah, aaaaaah..."
After 2,200 years... Lurua had finally become a true 'woman.' And it was at the hands of her student—a mere commoner she herself taught. There could be no more depraved or perfect first experience.
"Haa... haa... It's inside me... Tusma's cock... is filling me..."
Lurua gasped with tears streaming down her face. The hot, enormous sensation filling her felt almost unreal.
Tusma paused his movements for a moment, letting her grow accustomed to the new sensations.
"Professor Lurua, how is the 'magical affinity'? Are you experiencing any rejection?"
"It's perfect... absolutely perfect... It fits better than any magical power I've ever studied..."
Lurua hugged him tightly with an expression of pure ecstasy and happiness.
"Tusma, my first man... I like you... I like you so much... I love you... I'll never let you go..."
Lurua whispered with hearts in her eyes and a dazed, lovestruck face, her pussy clenching tightly around him.
"Yes, I won't ever let you go either, Lurua. I love you."
"Hah~!!"
At those words, Tusma began moving his hips in earnest.
"Ah, ahng...! Hah, haaaang~!"
The laboratory filled with the wet, obscene sounds of their bodies colliding and Lurua's endless moans.
"Ahn! Ah! Haang! It feels good! So good! Tusma! Aah, Tusma! More! Deeper! Pierce my womb! Stain every part of me with you...! Hiiiiieeeeek~!!"
Professor Lurua shamelessly screamed his name, completely abandoning any dignity as a teacher. In that moment, she had become nothing but a lewd female, writhing in pleasure.