Author: Cripplingstateofpain.
Osaka rolled her shoulders as she stood outside of her favorite student's, frankly, large house. It was around the time for the yearly home visit where the teachers introduced themselves to the parents.
It's mostly so the teachers and parents can be on the same page because Kami knows what teenagers say to their parents these days. But it's also meant for teachers to spot abusive households, if it's possible without bringing more trauma/danger to the kids, they can tell the police and school.
Though she had saved this one particular student for last. Osaka had visited all of her students except for the one that she's currently infatuated with.
It's wrong, Osaka knows that. But whenever the orangish-reddish hair girl would lean forward slightly, Osaka could get a good view of her boobs.
Sometimes it's not even that. Just the simple things get her heart beating, that fluttery feeling in her stomach. It was only two months ago when Osaka had a wet dream about the girl that she knew she was truly in some deep shit.
Osaka breathes in through her nose and out, squaring her shoulder. The brown-haired woman reaches out to knock on the door but it only took one knock for the door to swing open.
Now that she thinks about it she hasn't heard a peep from the house. Maybe the parents are further in the home.
Osaka steps into the house, locking the door behind her and taking off her shoes by the door way, muttering a small "excuse me," under her breath.
The house lights were off and it looked like no one was home. She glanced around a bit. Osaka should leave considering no one was here but that didn't stop her from looking at the family photos.
Then she heard a sound. It was so faint that Osaka thought she could've imagined it.
Then it came again.
The sound of moans.
She should leave. Pretend she wasn't even there and come back next time.
Yet, as silently as she could be, Osaka climbed the stairs. Testing each step in case of creak. The sounds grew louder as long with a squelching noise.
Osaka could feel her own cock start to stir. Finally standing face to face where the noise was coming from. Behind a door.
The teacher gulped. A clammy hand reaching out for the cold door handle. Twisting it ever so carefully, cracking it open so she could peek through.
There. Right there on such a pretty pink bed, laid the very person who's been playing tug-of-war with Osaka moral compass.
Naomi Yuzuhara. She was still wearing her school clothes but her legs were spread wide open from where she's using a purple didlo to pump in and out of herself.
Her bountiful breasts were out in the open as she fondled them.
The most surprising thing is hearing her name. Being moaned like a mantra. "Osaka-sensei! O-Osaka-sensei~! Ri-right there, sensei!" The young girl would cry.
So far up in the clouds of bliss, Yuzuhara hadn't realised that Osaka had stepped fully in the room. Softly closing the door behind her and locking it, pressing up against the wooden door watching the teen work herself over the edge.
Yuzuhara squealed and clenched her thighs together as her fluids flooded the dildo. She laid on the bed panting, but yet never opened her eyes. Not even once.
"I see you're having fun, Ms.Yuzuhara."
Osaka couldn't help but laugh at how fast Yuzuhara's eyes snapped open and sat straight up in the bed, trying to cover herself with a blanket. "O-Osaka-sensei?!" It's priceless, how her face quickly takes a deep shade of red.
The green-haired woman placed a hand on her hip, leaning her weight to the side. "You sure know how to run someone's name into the ground."
"I-I-I! It's not what you think sen-sensei!" She cried.
Osaka raised a brow. She stepped closer causing the girl to slightly shrink into the bed. "So you're telling me that I didn't watch my student contuinsouly moan my name while fucking herself with a dildo."
Yuzuhara's mouth flapped around like a fish out of water. Her eyes darted everywhere as if looking for a means to escape. She finally decided to keep her mouth shut once Osaka stood over her.
Osaka clicked her tongue at Yuzuhara. "Don't be shy now. You obviously weren't when you were moaning my name so loudly. You're only shy because you got caught." She snatched the cover from Yuzuhara and tossed it out of arm reach.
The blue-eyed girl gasped, quickly trying to hide her tits. "P-please stop sensei!"
"Then what are you going to do about this?" She growled, snatching up the smaller girl's wrist, pressing against her hard on. "I can guarantee you that the real deal is better than that cheap plastic shit."
Yuzuhara tried to hank her hand away but Osaka's grip was firm. "Didn't you want this? That's why you were masturbating. Trying to replicate the feeling of me destroying your insides."
"We can do this the easy way or the painful hard way."
Naomi gulped. Her teacher never acted like this but she would be absolutely fucking lying if she said it didn't turn her on extremely. She couldn't even be bothered to ask why her teacher was here in the first place.
Osaka-sensei was always a nice teacher. A bit strict but nonetheless fun to be around. Which is why Naomi started messing around with her. Then it had been her dumbass who had started off secretly teasing and messing with her teacher to actually falling in love.
Now with her hand pressed up against her teacher's hard cock, her walls pulsed at the thought of it inside of her. Penetrating deeper, hitting all the spots much better than a cheap plastic dildo can do.
(Sorry mom.)
Osaka had zipped down her skirt and underwear, dropping them to her ankles, revealing her monstrous cock. It could've been at least around 20, 21 inches. But it was thick. And angry as it stood to its full height casting a shadow on Naomi's face.
"Tongue out."
Naomi's jaw went slack, her tongue lolling out. Osaka grabbed her cock with a grown and slapped it a few times one her tongue. "Can you feel how heavy it is? With the need to breed that high schooler cunt of yours?"
She nodded her head. It had a slight salty taste to it, but she would love to have that thing shoved into her throat. Throat fucking her furiosuly till she can't even speak the next day.
And oh , it was as if Osaka was reading her mind since the next second Naomi was choking on the cock. Just split seconds of air she could greedily gulp in before having her throat extended by the penis.
Naomi didn't have any control. Osaka grabbing her by the head, thrusting in and out. Her balls slapping against Naomi's chin. "I want one hand around my cock and the other fingering yourself."
The commanding tone sent a deep chill down her spine. Something swirling in her stomach. A warmth. Wrapping a hand around her cock and would move it in sync with mouth. Whenever she went up, her hand followed, and vice versa.
Her fingers once finding themselves in her sopping wet walls as she fingers herself. Still sensei from cumming just before, her moans vibrate against Osaka's cock causing her to groan.
"Fuck- ah~! Good girl," The pace picked up.
It felt like someone just realized a tornado in her stomach. The heating feeling spreads towards her entire body.
"Do you like to be called a good girl? Singed with praises? Well, you are taking my cock so well ." She purred, getting a small whimper from the teenager who's riding her fingers by now.
Osaka shoved Naomi's head all the way down. "Cu-cumming! And you gotta swallow it all 'kay!"
Osaka's cum filled her mouth. Her throat worked at max efficiency to swallow down the salty but still good tasting goo. Naomi was pushed down on the bed with her fingers being pulled from her vagina. Osaka licked her juices from her fingers.
"Hold your thighs up for me, sweetie."
Naomi bit her lip. Grabbing her thighs and lifting them up in the air. Her stomach coiled with anticipation. Osaka shrugged off her blazer, shirt, and bra.
Osaka licked her red lips. The head of her cock rubbing in between her folds. "I've always wanted to fuck you Yuzuha…" Her teacher roughly grabbed her tits.
"Sensei… please," she moaned. Her pussy was absolutely throbbing for the need of her teacher's cock.
Osaka smirked. "Since you asked so nicely," with a single thrust she shoved her entire length inside of Naomi.
A high-pitch moan escaped from the orangish-reddish haired girl. Eyes blown wide open, her walls clamping around the welcomed intruder. Each thrust stirred her insides, stretching her stomach out.
It was as if she was watching a firework show behind her eyes. Moans, whines, whimpers, tumbled from her lips. It's so good . Too good. Don't stop, sensei!
"Fuck, you feel so good Yuzuha." Her teacher moaned, grabbing her ankle.
"S-sensei~, Sensei~! H-harder!"
Naomi's head was completely in the clouds. Her pleasure only increased by tenfold when she could feel Osaka's thumb play around with her clit.
"C-cumming!" She yelled out, her eyes snapping open.
Sensei didn't slow down but continued her pace. "That's alright. Come for me Yuzuha. I can make you cum as many times as I want." And she sounded so sure of herself. That she could give Yuzuha as many orgams as she wanted.
It's enough to put Naomi over the edge.
Her thighs clenched together as her orgasm rocked through her. Naomi's body jerked at the sudden, but anticipated, wave of sensation.
Yet, Osaka wasn't stopping. Instead speeding up and thrusting harder till she finally buried herself balls deep and came inside of Naomi. "F-fuck yes… take all of my cum like the good girl you are."
"Yes.. sensei."