Chapter 2 – A True Teacher Spares Himself for His Students
“Would you like to talk to the teacher about your problem? Maybe the teacher can help you.”
I lowered my eyes and pretended to hesitate.
“That’s… Actually.”
“Yes. Let’s talk.”
“There is no one I can ask for except the teacher, but…”
“Really? Thank God! The teacher will help you!”
The thought of being able to help a student makes me so excited.
How much do you care for your disciples?
“I… I want to see a woman naked.”
“Huh? What…?”
Big eyes shake.
I never would have thought it would be such a worry.
But when I see that they don’t blame me right away, I really like people.
“Because he’s a boy, he might be worried about that. When Ian is around this age, he’ll be in full swing…”
“…”
“Since students at our school have an obligation to maintain dignity, there must have been no way to satisfy that desire.
I’ve been thinking of an excuse for a while, but I’m grateful that you interpreted it in a comfortable way.
By the way, to be able to listen seriously to a concern that doesn’t sound like such a word. A true educator is a word about such a person.
“But, after all, that’s…”
A look that can’t get the words out easily.
Right now, the teacher’s head must be complicated as he weighs between affection for his pupil and common sense ethics.
I guess I’ll have to raise the odds.
I’m stimulating the teacher’s motherly love with my tears acting.
The moment when you try to forcefully squeeze out tears while recalling sad memories.
“Is that really enough?”
“Yes?”
I thought you would decline, of course?
Unexpectedly, I was taken aback.
If you think about it, my appearance for the past 15 days looked dangerous to anyone.
It was because his expression was so dark that it wouldn’t be strange even if he tried to commit suicide.
Still, even after hearing this request, he didn’t throw it away right away.
How the hell does a teacher care for his student?
“…Yes.”
“But wouldn’t it be possible to solve the problem with my body…?”
Hesitantly asking, I don’t understand the purpose of the question.
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t think it would be good to see things like my body… I’m older than Ian, and I have a weird body.”
Watching his voice sink with his head lowered, he seems to be genuinely thinking that way.
“No. How pretty you are.”
“It’s a lie. My friend said it. They say men don’t like monsters when their breasts are too big.”
“It can’t be. Absolutely not!”
That friend, I’m 100% sure she lied to the teacher because of her jealousy.
“Actually, I haven’t had a single guy I’ve been close to until I’m this age…”
The class was so high that men couldn’t even dare to approach it.
By the way, the teacher must be twenty-nine years old, but she has no experience with men.
The best.
“Be confident. You are the prettiest woman I have ever seen in my life.”
“Really?”
It’s not a lie. She, along with Selena, is one of the best looking women I’ve ever seen.
Considering her personality, Michelle wins by a landslide.
“Yes. What I want to see is not any woman’s naked body, but the teacher’s naked body.”
“That’s right.”
Looking at the subtle expression, it seems that the mood is not bad.
“Does it really solve your problems when you look at my body?”
“Yes. I think I will be able to go to school well in the future.”
“…Okay. It’s embarrassing, but I’m a teacher.”
It’s cute to see her clenching her fists slightly as a sign of determination and closing her mouth.
“Uh, how far can I take it off?”
“Everything.”
The teacher started undressing her in front of her with her face blushing.
She takes off her jacket and blouse, as well as the skirt of her suit.
Then, she takes off her plain white bra and panties.
But she was ashamed as well, so she put her right arm around her breasts, covering her nipples, and her left hand between her legs.
“Sir. I want to see you properly.”
“Ugh, sorry.”
“Wow….”
A teacher lowering her right arm and exposing her breasts.
Her left hand, which covered her vagina, couldn’t bear to lower it.
Seeing that, I couldn’t help but exclaim.
I knew it even before I undressed her, but she has huge breasts worthy of her overflowing maternal love.
She did everything you said, even bigger than Selena.
Ashamed of my gaze on her pink nipples, she turned around.
Oh oh… It can be so big that even if you turn around, you can see her side breasts.
“Hey, is it okay now?”
The teacher who asked like that while showing his back. But it can’t end like this.
“Can you let me touch your breasts…?”
“What, what?”
She hesitates with her anxious eyes.
“If you let me touch your chest, I think I’ll be able to go to school better.”
“…OK got it.”
Because the teacher is overly nice, everything goes smoothly.
She turns her body to this side of her again, and puts her hands behind her large breasts.
“Can’t you touch it too hard?”
“Yes.”
“Sweet!”
Big, this softness that gets crushed and ruined as she teases her fingers.
Besides, the teacher’s snort when she grabbed her breasts one by one with both hands was completely erotic.
“Huhhhhh…”
I knead it hard while appreciating the shape that changes every moment according to my touch.
Then, with both of her index fingers, she began rolling each of her nipples.
“Hauuu, there…”
Teachers feel it too.
The first piece of evidence is that delicate moan that tries to cut me off several times.
The second piece of evidence is the hardened, slightly vibrating nipples.
The sight of her being so erotic suppresses her desire to attack her at any moment.
Because starting with rape and making her heart mine is too risky.
“Sir, isn’t your chest weird?”
That she was still worrying about that.
“It’s not weird at all. It’s so pretty. It makes me want to wash it.”
“Daddy, sucking. Teachers are not mothers…”
“Can I wash it?”
“…Yes.”
Because she feels it too, her guard has loosened.
I kept one of the nipples in my mouth.
“Kkeut, it feels different from touching…”
Without answering the words I heard, I tasted the nipple.
As she rolled around the nipple trapped in her mouth with her tongue, the teacher’s moaning also increased.
“Haaaaa…”
“Teacher, are you feeling well?”
“Ah, no… The teacher is only doing Ian’s request… Aang!”
Sucking her opposite nipple and pulling it out, you can hear the sexual intercourse.
Looking at my trembling waist, it seems that I went lightly.
I stood aside for a while and admired her immersed in her afterglow.
With each breath, her huge, sensitive breasts moved slowly.
This should be enough to move on to the next step.
“Sir, I’m sorry. I can’t stand it.”
She pulls down her pants and underwear, and pulls out her tightly erect cock.
Only 25 cm long.
Boldness to match.
The teacher covered her eyes with both of her hands and said ‘Kyaa!’.
The fresh reaction that doesn’t match the age of 29, it’s even hotter.
“Teacher.”
She slowly spreads her fingers, which were holding her, and puts her cock in her eyes.
“Are all my men’s things this big?”
“I think I’m peculiar.”
“That’s right.”
The pupils that can be seen through the gaps between her fingers do not separate from mine.
Is it the same feeling I had when I looked at her big breasts?
“You look distressed because you feel like you’re about to explode…”
“Sir, I…”
Understanding her intentions, the teacher shook her head.
“No. Isn’t that something that teachers and students shouldn’t do?”
It is also difficult to insert straight.
It didn’t matter because I didn’t intend to rush it anyway.
My goal is to make her body and mind completely mine.
Compared to a race, it is more important to finish the race without falling than to run fast in the beginning.
“Then let me rub it.”
“Rubbing…?”
“Yes. Between the teacher’s legs.”
Momentary silence.
The troubled teacher opened her mouth.
“…A man has to be calmed down once he grows up, right?”
Actually, there’s nothing wrong with it, but I nodded her head in line with the flow.
“If it’s raining, just rubbing…”
“Thank you!”
As long as the permission has been granted, I immediately move into action.
I approached the teacher and pressed her body against her face.
“Aww!”
Grabbing her ass and pulling it toward me, I thrust my cock into the reverse triangle between her well-gathered legs and cunt.
“This, so close…”
“You look more beautiful up close.”
“…”
I could feel the wetness on the top of the cock pillar, which was in close contact with my pussy.
“I think the teacher was in a good mood too. Your pussy is wet.”
“Hey, hey! Saying that to the teacher… It’s just sweat.”
The teacher’s face is in front of me, leaning on my chest with her hands clasped like her cat.
Holding back the feeling of wanting to kiss her, I started moving my waist slowly.
Swoop, Swoop.
“Huh… Huh huh, huh huh….”
She blushes and groans at the first sensation she feels.
I, too, feel good about the softness of her cunt and thighs.
Her juices and sweat became lubricant, and my cock smoothly enjoyed her flesh.
“Sir, I feel good.”
“That, so. It’s not that the teacher is particularly happy… Hehe, he’s just helping his pupils.”
That that was a lie can be seen just by looking at her blushing face and rough breathing.
I increased the intensity of her movements to make her more candid.
Shuck, shuck, shuck.
In line with the movement of my waist, I grab the teacher’s hip and shake it.
The teacher’s moan became rough with a force different from before.
“Ahhhhh!”
“Are you happy, too?”
“Huh, huh! That, there… Rubbed… It feels weird.”
“That’s good.”
Sizzling! Sizzling! Sizzling!
Before I knew it, my love juice was overflowing, and a sticky sound was coming from the joint between the two of us.
The teacher buried her face in my chest trying to suppress her moans.
“Heeup, sssss?”
The hot air she exhales warms my heart.
Excited, I rubbed my cock against my pussy to my heart’s content.
Lovely moan.
The body of a voluptuous teacher who is in close contact with my body.
A feeling of being rubbed against the pussy and thighs.
Everything came together to create a sense of pleasure, and the climax gradually approached.
“Stop, sir! I am now!”
“Huh-eung, heung! Eww!”
It seems that I can’t afford to answer.
Of course, I can’t afford this either.
I took her hands from her teacher’s hips to her shoulders, pulling her off her leaning on me.
Then, after she turned her back, he put her cock between her thighs from behind again.
Startled by her unexpected behavior, she let out a short scream, then groaned again as I began to move her hips.
Squeak!
“Out, haang! Ang! Ang♥”
“I think it’ll come out now!”
“Whoop, whoop, hang! Haang!”
The movement of the lower back becomes more intense.
“Teacher!”
“Ah, ah, haaa♥”
The accumulated pleasure explodes.
After enjoying the pleasure of ejaculation, I looked ahead and saw that my semen was scattered all over the place.
Perhaps the teacher has also left, and he is breathing heavily without saying a word.
He wrapped one arm around her waist, which was about to collapse, and massaged her breasts with her other hand.
“I’m sorry, my chest…”
“Do you like touching my breasts?”
“…I don’t know♥”
I just rubbed it, but it melted this far.
I don’t know if it’s a reaction that I haven’t experienced until I’m old enough to mix with a man, or if it’s simply sensitive.
Can you assume it’s because I’m brilliant, seeing as all the girls I’ve slept with have been like that?
I asked in anticipation.
“Teacher. I want to work with that teacher.”
“That, that can’t be done… Isn’t it supposed to be between people you love?”
I can’t even insert it.
Still, this is a great achievement.
“Okay. But thanks to you, I feel better. Thank you.”
“Um… I’m glad.”
The teacher’s eyes are still moist.
I had a hunch that future plans would go smoothly.
—
“Crazy, crazy!”
When she returned home, Michelle threw her body on her bed and cried out.
“To do that with a student.”
The more I think about it, the more I regret it.
I just wanted to help a student who was in trouble, but as a teacher, I did something I shouldn’t have done.
It was the biggest mistake of her life for her, who had been trying since childhood to be her true teacher.
“…Still.”
It wasn’t a bad feeling.
Rather good.
Because of her shyness and lack of experience with the opposite sex, she had never even imagined that the day would come when she would face flesh with a man.
My body is unattractive.
This is the body that men hate.
Thinking like that, I couldn’t even dream of dating.
She did, but her sense that someone wanted her body was fresh and exhilarating.
She forgot her duty of helping students as a teacher, and she was absorbed in pleasure.
‘But it’s probably something I shouldn’t do.’
Even so, she unbuttons her blouse.
Remembering Ian’s touch on her, she raises her bra and touches her breasts.
‘… It’s also different from touching it directly.’
Ian made her feel the sensation that her whole body was floating, as if she was no longer herself.
She tries to stick her fingers into her panties this time.
‘What would it feel like if I put it in real life?’
She slowly pointed her finger towards her secret place.
Frightened any longer, she stops moving forward.
“This is not the time to do this! Let’s wash up first!”
Her panties, which she tossed off as she headed for her bathroom, were a bit wet for some reason.
