"Excuse me."
"Please come in, Irido-kun."
Nami welcomed Mizuto, but unlike when they met on the train, where she showed her lustful side, this time, she showed a normal expression like she was a teacher who was about to teach her student.
Nevertheless, Mizuto could see how carefully she dressed today, and he had to say her body under that dress was really tantalizing.
She wore a bold red pussy bow shirt that wrapped perfectly around her upper body with a tight short pencil skirt just above her knees that showed the plumpness and roundness of her hips. Her legs were also wrapped in black stockings, giving enough warmth and enhancing the beauty of her fleshy, long legs.
Looking up, he also saw her put makeup on her face and red lipstick, showing the charm of a mature woman. She also tied her brown wavy hair into a ponytail, showcasing the whiteness of her nape and collarbones.
There was no doubt that she came to him in full power, ready to charm him with her ripe-like charm.
Even if he had to admit that she was a pervert, there was no doubt that she was arousing. Still, he was stunned when he heard the door locked. If it was before, he might not have thought too much, especially when he knew that he was about to have a private lesson, but his thoughts always wandered in many directions after his interaction with Akatsuki and Yume.
The two of them were too possessive, and their love was also quite intense.
While he knew that they were troublesome, he could control them and had many excuses to escape from them; Nami was different, especially when he was locked up inside the house. Still, as he entered her house, he tried to see whether there was a camera or anything.
However, when he thought about it, he didn't think that Nami would try to record what they were doing. He knew that his identity might be special in the school, but in society, who was he?
He was just one among millions of people who were living in Kyoto.
"I have prepared your slippers. You can change your shoes into that."
"Thank you."
"No problem." Nami smiled as she faced his back, so he couldn't see her smile. However, when he leaned forward to take off his shoes and change into a slipper, suddenly, two heavy, soft objects were felt on his back, and her two slender hands held his shoulders, rubbing them gently.
"Are you busy before?" Nami asked curiously.
Mizuto could feel the scent of peony invade his nostrils, realizing how dangerous this woman was. Still, was she going to attack him right at the entrance of her house? While he didn't mind, he felt that it was a little too fast.
After all, he came under the pretext of a private lesson, so shouldn't they do a short private lesson instead of doing something immoral at the entrance of the house of two married couples?
Still, he calmed himself and answered her question. "...I just finished my driving school."
"Oh? Did you register for driving school?" Nami was surprised.
"I do, for a motorcycle."
"Really? But don't drive it to school, okay? It is forbidden."
To keep a clean and prestigious image as an elite private school, the students of Rakurou Private High weren't allowed to ride a motorcycle to the school. While a motorcycle was cool, its image wasn't good, especially when there were many motorcycle gangs in this country.
If this was the countryside, where public transportation was limited, then there wouldn't be any regulations, but this was Kyoto, one of the biggest cities in this country.
"Eh? I can't ride it to school?"
"Of course." Nami was speechless as she watched him turn toward him, which left her in a daze as she looked at his face. She has been dreaming about him every night, unable to forget about the pleasure she felt that day. Yet, she knew that they wouldn't meet each other, but when she was about to fall into despair, fate met the two of them.
While their identities made it impossible for them to be together, she didn't really mind since what she sought wasn't pure love, and she didn't want to show it to everyone.
"Then, will I get punished if I ride it to school?"
"Of course, I will punish you~!"
She pushed him to the wall as she took his lips.
He almost fell due to her weight, but he used his hand to support the two of them as he was kissed. Still, wasn't this too fast? Yet, when he felt her mature lips on his lips, trying to educate him that every adult was a liar, he also needed to teach her that one shouldn't underestimate young people.
Sticking out their tongues and sucking each other's lips as the two exchanged vulgar kisses.
This kiss should be forbidden, especially with their identity as a student and a teacher, yet they couldn't stop as they fell deeper and deeper into the corrupted delight.
The woman in front of him was married and had made a vow with her loved one to be together and love each other forever. Yet she let her yearning for pleasure break that vow. However, Mizuto, while he felt bad toward her husband, as he had made her husband into a cuck, couldn't help but feel the satisfaction that came after conquering such a charming, mature woman.
This feeling was no less amazing than when he gained a lot of money from various businesses or became the best student among all the new students.
Still, even if he was a young man, it didn't mean that he would be like any young man who only used force, stamina, and youth to conquer a woman.
This was their first time having such an intimate exchange openly, so while he wanted to enjoy this woman as soon as possible, he knew that what he needed to do was to give satisfaction to this woman.
Instead of being the one who enjoyed it, he should be the pleasure giver.
"It's really huge... I wonder whether it will fit me..."
She rubbed the erection through his pants as she imagined how it felt being pounded by his huge penis. Such a thought simply made her head crazy, and she bit her lower lip, trying to clear her head with pain.
"...didn't you plan to give me a private lesson, Sensei?"
Hugging her in his arms, he asked her with a stern voice.
His voice made her eyes hazy, and her body shivered. "...it's not my fault. Yo-You are the one who tempts me. You are the one who makes me like this—"
*Slap!*
Her enormous buttocks were slapped by him, causing a loud slap sound, causing her to hiss due to the pain, yet when her bottoms were caressed by him gently.
"Don't make an argument. You are such a bad Sensei."
Pinching her beautiful chin, she was forced to look up as her breathing became heavier. She was unable to endure it anymore, especially when his warm breath was felt on her ear, causing her body to shiver.
"I need to punish you, Sensei."
"Excuse me."
"Please come in, Irido-kun."
Nami welcomed Mizuto, but unlike when they met on the train, where she showed her lustful side, this time, she showed a normal expression like she was a teacher who was about to teach her student.
Nevertheless, Mizuto could see how carefully she dressed today, and he had to say her body under that dress was really tantalizing.
She wore a bold red pussy bow shirt that wrapped perfectly around her upper body with a tight short pencil skirt just above her knees that showed the plumpness and roundness of her hips. Her legs were also wrapped in black stockings, giving enough warmth and enhancing the beauty of her fleshy, long legs.
Looking up, he also saw her put makeup on her face and red lipstick, showing the charm of a mature woman. She also tied her brown wavy hair into a ponytail, showcasing the whiteness of her nape and collarbones.
There was no doubt that she came to him in full power, ready to charm him with her ripe-like charm.
Even if he had to admit that she was a pervert, there was no doubt that she was arousing. Still, he was stunned when he heard the door locked. If it was before, he might not have thought too much, especially when he knew that he was about to have a private lesson, but his thoughts always wandered in many directions after his interaction with Akatsuki and Yume.
The two of them were too possessive, and their love was also quite intense.
While he knew that they were troublesome, he could control them and had many excuses to escape from them; Nami was different, especially when he was locked up inside the house. Still, as he entered her house, he tried to see whether there was a camera or anything.
However, when he thought about it, he didn't think that Nami would try to record what they were doing. He knew that his identity might be special in the school, but in society, who was he?
He was just one among millions of people who were living in Kyoto.
"I have prepared your slippers. You can change your shoes into that."
"Thank you."
"No problem." Nami smiled as she faced his back, so he couldn't see her smile. However, when he leaned forward to take off his shoes and change into a slipper, suddenly, two heavy, soft objects were felt on his back, and her two slender hands held his shoulders, rubbing them gently.
"Are you busy before?" Nami asked curiously.
Mizuto could feel the scent of peony invade his nostrils, realizing how dangerous this woman was. Still, was she going to attack him right at the entrance of her house? While he didn't mind, he felt that it was a little too fast.
After all, he came under the pretext of a private lesson, so shouldn't they do a short private lesson instead of doing something immoral at the entrance of the house of two married couples?
Still, he calmed himself and answered her question. "...I just finished my driving school."
"Oh? Did you register for driving school?" Nami was surprised.
"I do, for a motorcycle."
"Really? But don't drive it to school, okay? It is forbidden."
To keep a clean and prestigious image as an elite private school, the students of Rakurou Private High weren't allowed to ride a motorcycle to the school. While a motorcycle was cool, its image wasn't good, especially when there were many motorcycle gangs in this country.
If this was the countryside, where public transportation was limited, then there wouldn't be any regulations, but this was Kyoto, one of the biggest cities in this country.
"Eh? I can't ride it to school?"
"Of course." Nami was speechless as she watched him turn toward him, which left her in a daze as she looked at his face. She has been dreaming about him every night, unable to forget about the pleasure she felt that day. Yet, she knew that they wouldn't meet each other, but when she was about to fall into despair, fate met the two of them.
While their identities made it impossible for them to be together, she didn't really mind since what she sought wasn't pure love, and she didn't want to show it to everyone.
"Then, will I get punished if I ride it to school?"
"Of course, I will punish you~!"
She pushed him to the wall as she took his lips.
He almost fell due to her weight, but he used his hand to support the two of them as he was kissed. Still, wasn't this too fast? Yet, when he felt her mature lips on his lips, trying to educate him that every adult was a liar, he also needed to teach her that one shouldn't underestimate young people.
Sticking out their tongues and sucking each other's lips as the two exchanged vulgar kisses.
This kiss should be forbidden, especially with their identity as a student and a teacher, yet they couldn't stop as they fell deeper and deeper into the corrupted delight.
The woman in front of him was married and had made a vow with her loved one to be together and love each other forever. Yet she let her yearning for pleasure break that vow. However, Mizuto, while he felt bad toward her husband, as he had made her husband into a cuck, couldn't help but feel the satisfaction that came after conquering such a charming, mature woman.
This feeling was no less amazing than when he gained a lot of money from various businesses or became the best student among all the new students.
Still, even if he was a young man, it didn't mean that he would be like any young man who only used force, stamina, and youth to conquer a woman.
This was their first time having such an intimate exchange openly, so while he wanted to enjoy this woman as soon as possible, he knew that what he needed to do was to give satisfaction to this woman.
Instead of being the one who enjoyed it, he should be the pleasure giver.
"It's really huge... I wonder whether it will fit me..."
She rubbed the erection through his pants as she imagined how it felt being pounded by his huge penis. Such a thought simply made her head crazy, and she bit her lower lip, trying to clear her head with pain.
"...didn't you plan to give me a private lesson, Sensei?"
Hugging her in his arms, he asked her with a stern voice.
His voice made her eyes hazy, and her body shivered. "...it's not my fault. Yo-You are the one who tempts me. You are the one who makes me like this—"
*Slap!*
Her enormous buttocks were slapped by him, causing a loud slap sound, causing her to hiss due to the pain, yet when her bottoms were caressed by him gently.
"Don't make an argument. You are such a bad Sensei."
Pinching her beautiful chin, she was forced to look up as her breathing became heavier. She was unable to endure it anymore, especially when his warm breath was felt on her ear, causing her body to shiver.
"I need to punish you, Sensei."
