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Chapter 15 - A New Way to Release Stress

Haruka didn't know what to say at first, but pretending she didn't want it was something that became very difficult to do.

She didn't understand the feeling. This boy was merely eighteen years of age and she was thirty-three; a whole fifteen years of experience and maturity separated them, yet she found herself stupidly lusting over him.

The sight of his cock. Long, form, dripping with spit, slightly curved in a manner that promised to hit her g-spot if she ever allowed it into her pussy.

Haruka sucked her lips inside. No. She couldn't allow it. That would be going too far. He was her student!

And besides, she was supposed to hate him, wasn't she? He was the student she had handpicked to vent all her frustrations on, despite being a kind and caring woman.

After her divorce, she had been living alone for three years. She had no husband and no children, so there was no one to nag to or express a different side of herself other than the warm smile of a teacher.

Renji Kenshiro had been her chosen target. It was an easy choice since other students had influential parents that could harm her reputation and her job if they reported her.

Renji? He lived alone. From what Haruka heard, his stepmother got his father wrapped around a finger, which caused him to travel to another state with her for business, while leaving him in an apartment to take care of himself.

It was almost sad. But she still needed someone to vent her rage on.

Though now, her victim was now the aggressor, and she was the victim.

A victim to an eighteen year old's vengeful cock.

And Renji wasn't going to take no for an answer.

He pushed her back onto the chair, and as she plopped down, her giant tits bounced before resting saggily on her chest.

"No. No. You can't do this, Renji!" she tried to fend him off.

"Why not?" Renji asked. "You got to treat me how you wanted. Isn't it fair that I got a turn?"

Haruka's cheeks reddened, her eyes nervously drifting away. "I'm… I'm really sorry. I didn't want to be mean."

"Too late."

Renji raised her legs above her head, ripping her skirt, and revealing her wet, red panties. He slapped his meat stick on the fabric. She shivered instantly, her eyes filled with horny horror.

"No…"

Curious to inspect his second ever MILF pussy, Renji adjusted the panties to the side. His eyes lit up like a miner finding gold.

It was pink, slushy and dripping wet. As expected of a neat-crazy woman like her, there was not a single hair in sight compared to Reina's hairy cunt.

It fascinated him how MILF pussy came in many flavors, and how he now possessed the power to taste any of them he wanted.

His eyes trailed up to Haruka's anxious face.

"Beg for it, Teach. Beg me for some piston-style fucking to punish you for being a mean bitch!" he commanded, his hands gripping her hips, his cock poised at her entrance.

Haruka's stern voice broke, "Stop saying such shameful nonsense and take that young… veiny… thick cock…" her eyes drifted into lust but she cleared her throat, "...away! Take it away now!"

Renji grinned childishly. "You can't even pretend very well! You're completely hungry for my cock. You're such a pervert, Teach."

"No," she lied, hiding her face behind her large breasts. "I'm not."

"It's okay. Being perverted is a characteristic that all MILFs have," he assured her. Then— POW!

Renji slammed into her, his cock stretching her tight pussy, entering balls deep as her eyes widened with instant, mind blowing pleasure.

"I just have to fuck them hard enough to admit it!"

He began to thrust hard, with groans escaping each time he pounded into her. His waist moved with a nasty, piston-like force that shook her whole body, the wet slap of skin against skin echoing through the room.

"Oh no! Cock! Cock! What kind of… cock is this?!!" Haruka cried, feeling her pussy tube filled to its brim each time he thrusted in.

"It's your student's cock, Teach!" Renji replied with enthusiasm, fucking her harder.

Her pussy felt exquisite. It was like trying on a new cloth, it was fresh, satisfying and gripped like a baby's palm.

When her juices squirted with each thrust, the scent of her pussy followed. It was like hibiscuses and morning dew. Like a romantic perfume.

Why was she so obsessed with being neat that she sprayed her pussy with such a seductive scent? This pussy was barely even being used except when she masturbated in the staff toilet like the pervert she was!

The scent collided with her juices and her thick milfy body, and it completely messed with his mind, making him more fierce, more perverted and dominant than he'd ever been.

"Take it, you stress-dumping whore!" he snarled, his hands digging into her hips, his cock churning her insides with relentless power. "You yelled at me, used me as your anger puppet while kissing ass to others. Now I'm fucking you raw!"

"Ohhhh!!! Aeooowww!!! Ohhh! Oh!" Haruka moaned like an animal.

He spanked her on her underthigh.

"What?! Don't you think you deserve it?" he asked her, still pounding.

Her pussy clenched around him, her first orgasm hitting hard, "Yes… I deserve it! I was mean and wrong… punish me as you please!" she moaned stupidly, her juices flooding, her ass jiggling with each brutal thrust.

Renji's pace intensified, his balls slapping against her clit with a loud, nasty smack, the sound filling the air, her pussy a sloppy, wet hole as he pounded deeper.

"You smiled at everyone but always glared at me like I was an eyesore! Is that how a teacher should act?"

"Nyo, nyo, yits nyot." Haruka replied with her tongue stuck out, her head dizzy with pleasure.

"I'm gonna make you my cum dump, Teach. If you're not going to treat me well as your student, you better start learning how to treat me as your master!!"

His hand reached over to slap her tits, pinching her nipples hard, her screams piercing the room.

Her body shook, "Ahhh! Yes… you're my master from now henceforth! Getting fucked by you is a better way to release my stress than scolding you!"

The mess spread on the chair, spilling onto the floor, pussy juice everywhere.

In the end, Haruka actually fell easily to Renji's demands. She was not as resilient as she thought.

Even when she tried to question herself: How could she allow this? How could she even like it?

The answer came easily.

It was because his cock felt so good inside of her. His young body gripping her heavy, curvaceous figure sent shivers of taboo thrill through her each time he pounded her. His degrading words sparked in her mind, letting her descend into sluttiness faster than she wished.

Finally! A new way to release stress.

Getting fucked by the student she hated!

Enemies to lovers sex was the best out there!

Haruka's moans turned desperate, "Yes… fuck me! My release is your cock!" her resistance crumbling, her stern facade completely shattered now as she pushed back, her pussy milking him.

Renji's thrusts deepened, the tip of his cock slamming against her cervix, her screams morphing into slutty pleas.

"Harder! Punish me more, Renji!"

"You're my stress-relief bitch. Say it loud!" he demanded, his balls slapping louder, the room reeking of sex and submission.

"Yes… I'm your bitch!" she screamed, her body convulsing, her submission forced yet willing under the Note's spell.

"Your cock is knocking on my womb! If you do it inside, I might get pregnant!"

That got Renji excited. Getting a MILF pregnant? How come he never thought of that?

His orgasm built, his cock swelling inside her, so he pounded faster. "Then let's quickly put a baby in you before you hit menopause, you slutty teacher!"

"No!!! Not a babyy!!"

"Take it!"

He thrusted one last, powerful time, slapping his waist on her thunder thighs and unleashing a torrent of thick, hot ropes straight into her pussy.

Haruka came at the exact same time. Her body instantly stiffened, her toes curled, her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

Renji's cum filled her uterus and leaked out of her pussy, drenching the chair and wetting the floor. He laid on top her, catching his breath, and she laid back on the chair, fucked unconscious.

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