A Chaotic Classroom

Seimei Academy was a private, co-educational school. Most of the teachers were male, and some of the female teachers
were either over fifty or extremely thin, like bamboo poles. "

She's the only one who counts as a woman,"

the physical education teacher openly joked.

In such a school, a young, beautiful woman was considered exceptional, and her
popularity was guaranteed.

With final exams approaching, her grades were poor in every subject except for Ms. Yumi's English,
which was a major problem.

People even joked about it in the teachers' office, demonstrating her popularity.

Like the other students, Kemin saw Yumi as a dazzling presence. And when he saw her lewd
behavior in the basement, it excited him even more.

He stayed behind that day. Yumi looked at him and said, "Yoshioka, everyone's out of class. Do you still have any
questions ?"

"Yes, and it's a big one. I want you to solve my sexual problem. If you don't, I'll
tell the whole school about what happened in the basement."

"Ah! Please don't do that. Let's go to the gym!"

They went to the empty gym, which was specifically for kendo. Next to it was a row of showers for
students to use after practice.

She said, "Wait a minute, I need to take a shower first."

She went into the shower, and he saw clothes that had been taken off on the chair. On top were a bra and panties. Kemin nervously
looked into the shower.

He listened to the sound of the shower, and not just the sound, but also saw a white shadow reflected in the shower glass. The outline was
blurry , but that made it more stimulating and more imaginative.

Kemin unconsciously picked up the panties on the chair, a cute triangle that could fit in his palm. White
with red patterns. A man's attention naturally focused on the small part with double-layered fabric close to a woman's private parts.
He turned it over to look. There was a curly pubic hair. Kemin fantasized about the underwear enveloping his lower body, and
desire surged from his lower abdomen.

At that moment, the bathroom door opened. Kemin jumped in fright and hurriedly hid the underwear behind his back, while Yumi was also
startled by his appearance.

"What's wrong?"

Yumi looked up at Kemin.

"Ah! Nothing... Hurry up, are you done yet?"

"Oh! Okay, could you please get me a pair of bath underwear? It's in my purse."

She placed the purse on the toilet in another bathroom, but it was
a distance that Yumi would have to stand up to reach it. Kemin smiled mischievously.

"I'll get it, but it's faster for

you to get it yourself, teacher!" "Please! Give it to me quickly!"

"What's wrong? It's not like I haven't seen your body before, why are you hiding it?"

He couldn't put the underwear back where it was, so he had no choice but to stuff it into his back pocket.

"Please!"

Kemin pulled the towel away from Yumi's back. Her long, wet hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her snow-white, naked back was incredibly
sexy , almost irresistible. Yumi reached out and saw her breasts from the side—
beautiful, hemispherical mounds of flesh. He deliberately pulled the towel back.

"Then, go wait for me in the gym!" she said casually, not expecting Kemin to reveal a malicious smile. He even held

the towel high . 　　"No, teacher, hurry up..." 　　She immediately stood up, and in Kemin's eyes, it was like the birth of Venus. Her firm breasts, without any sagging, were dazzling after the bath, as fresh as freshly dripping fruit . 　　Yumi reached out to pull the towel. Kemin hugged Yumi, towel and all. 　　Yumi, caught in his embrace, froze for a few seconds. She hadn't realized how fast he'd moved. Once she regained her senses, she frantically twisted her body, pushing against Kemin's chest, trying to free her naked body. Kemin's blood rushed to his head; of course, he couldn't let her go so easily. He couldn't let her escape this golden opportunity. 　　"No, no, don't..." 　　Yumi began to struggle, but Kemin's mouth covered hers, preventing her from uttering a complete sentence. Her eyes widened, her head swaying from side to side, her clear, bright eyes filled with fear. 　　Yumi tightly shut her mouth, her rapid breaths escaping from her lovely nostrils, mingling with the sweet scent of fruit around Kemin's nose. 　　As they shook their heads, their lips rubbed together. Suddenly, Yumi's upper lip was lifted. Kemin immediately extended his tongue. Through the tiny gap between her beautiful teeth, he forcefully allowed his tongue to invade. 　　Perhaps it was this overwhelming aura of Nami Saburo that overwhelmed her; the enamel door slowly opened, and Katsumi's tongue slipped into the hot, smooth opening. Yumi's mouth was half-open, her eyes blinking incessantly. Katsumi explored, and Yumi's tongue, which had previously shrunk, immediately began to escape. This chase ensued, with Yumi seemingly shaking her head in pain. She tried everything to shake off his mouth, but her head was held, and she couldn't resist with all her might. 　　The game of hide-and-seek within the mouth was won by Katsumi's persistence. Her tongue, which had been trying to escape , was forced to have nowhere to run and was finally entangled by Katsumi's tongue. Katsumi's greedy force was too intense; this kissing technique was modeled after the headmaster, Ishiguro. 　　"Ah!" 　　As Katsumi's saliva entered her mouth, Yumi's hands, which had been gripping the bathtub, slipped down. If he hadn't held her, she would have seemed paralyzed. Sometime during the kiss, Yumi's eyes had already closed. Kemin wrapped his left arm around her slender waist, and while they remained kissing, his right hand moved from her shoulder back, touching her two sensual mounds, then stroking upwards along her side. Her body, stripped bare, felt a surge of panic as he touched her. 　　His hand moved to her chest, his palm covering her round breasts, the sensual nipples vibrating in his hand . Yumi seemed unable to bear it, twisting her waist. 　　At the same time, she suddenly opened her eyes, her cheeks flushed. 　　"No!" 　　she cried, forcefully pulling away from his mouth, and slapping Kemin on the head. He had intended to hit her face, but the distance was too close , and the blow landed near her ear. A ringing sound, but not much pain. At that moment, he desperately held Yumi tightly, his naked body...

Her body was almost broken by the force of the kiss, or perhaps it was to avoid another slap.

"Ugh!"

Yumi cried out in pain as her body arched backward.

He pressed his tongue against Yumi's beautiful, upturned lips again. She gritted her teeth, refusing the intrusion of his tongue, trying to escape from
Kemin's embrace, struggling desperately, but he immediately tightened his grip on Yumi's waist.

As he tightened his grip on her waist, Kemin's upper body covered Yumi's body in order to continue kissing. Yumi
not only lost the ability to resist. If she resisted, her back would break; if she didn't resist, she would be unable to stand and would collapse. To protect herself, she had no choice but
to hold onto his body.

Kemin felt an unbearable sensation bursting from his body as she held him, which could be described as a man's animalistic instincts!
He gripped her firm flesh, then spread her legs apart and thrust into her wet valley.

"Ugh!"

Yumi made a sound from her throat, squeezing her thighs together. But this only served to
fix in place. Unable to restrict his finger movements, Yumi let out a muffled
groan the moment he mentioned it, wriggling her hips. Katsumi ignored her and continued exploring. Even in this position, invading the flesh of her buttocks
was no easy feat.

He thought it would be better if he were a gibbon. A heat emanated from the deep valley. Yumi, clinging to Katsumi,
struggled and writhed her hips as his fingers reached her lovely mucous membrane. Her bud clenched, her mouth panting.
Yumi felt embarrassed, tightening her hip muscles even more. Just one more step, and Katsumi stretched his middle finger as far as he could in the narrow space
. Barely reaching the entrance, the first joint of his finger was buried in the fiery hole.

"Ah!"

she cried out, her mouth opening beneath Katsumi's lips. A woman's heart is complex; beneath her stern,
furrowed brow, a sense of despair seemed to linger. She wanted to defend herself against Katsumi's impudent fingers
, but she couldn't stop him from invading her sacred place; this alone evoked a feeling of utter despair, as if she had already been conquered. It wasn't a promise
, but Yumi's strength vanished, and the sense of conquest made Kemin lose his mind.

Yumi's waist was arched upwards, making it easier to touch her sacred place from the front. Kemin knew this, of course, but he was
careful , slightly loosening his grip and returning his hand from her buttocks to her bulging breasts.
He lifted her from behind, touching her nipples, rubbing them between his thumb and middle finger, and gently rubbing the peak with the pad of his index finger.
Before long, the previously hidden part gradually rose.

"Ah..."

Yumi exhaled hot breath from between her closed lips. Although there was no further reaction after sucking, her
mouth no longer resisted. Kemin saw her nipples harden, and his hand moved down, quickly inserting between her thighs.
Yumi hurriedly squeezed, but Kemin was quick-witted and his fingers touched something soft.

Yumi screamed, turning her waist to the side, and Kemin's hand, still trapped, turned along with hers. She tried to pull it out,
but she grabbed something else—the tent that had been erected at the bottom of Kemin's pants, right next to his hand!

"Ah!"

she cried out, pulling back as if she'd touched something dirty.

"Teacher, I've become like this, you should understand,"

he whispered beside her.

Her face contorted in a frown, swaying from side to side, an expression that suggested she was about to cry, but it was clear she was
intensely aware of that thing. Kemin pulled his fingers from between her thighs, then pulled his penis from his crotch.
Yumi knew what he was going to do.

Of course, she couldn't obediently reach out and grasp his penis. Kemin was met with a strong rejection, yet
he still pressed her slender hand against his hot penis, but Yumi's hand didn't move an inch. It was
as if he was telling her that he hadn't touched it willingly, but had been forced into it.

There was nothing wrong with that, but it was the first time in her life that Yumi had touched a man's hot penis, and just that
, her mind went blank. Kemin continued to rub his face against hers, his mouth relentlessly attacking her hairline and throat with passionate strokes
. Because she remained in the same position, Yumi swayed from side to side, allowing him to invade her.

At this moment, her expression, which at first glance seemed to welcome the caresses, only aroused Kemin's desire even more.
He gently bit her cute earlobe and licked it with his tongue.

At this moment, something unexpected happened.

"Ugh!"

Yumi shrank her shoulders, and her hand, which had been reluctantly holding the penis, suddenly tightened. It was probably an unintentional
movement . She herself did not realize that she was holding the penis, but in fact, she was gripping it tightly. Kemin pretended not to notice
.

Before long, Yumi's hand began to move tremblingly. Although it was a faint movement, it seemed
to be exploring the shape of that thing. Kemin felt the urge, so he reached down from her lower abdomen, his palm touching the pubic hair,
and then extended his middle finger.

"Ah!"

Yumi squeezed her thighs together and pulled her buttocks back.

"No! Don't..."

She struggled, lowering her body. Kemin used his left hand to pull her lower body away. This way,
the fingers inserted inside formed an upward scooping motion between the woman's buttocks. Unexpectedly, from that scooping spot, a large amount of nectar was
found flowing out.

"No! Don't... don't touch."

As if scolding herself, Yu Mei let out a sharp cry, while forcefully pulling on the tightly gripped penis,
probably trying to escape, desperately pulling on the rope in her hand.

Ke Min's fingers moved in the hot and wet valley, and every time his fingers touched
the clitoris hidden between the complex walls, Yu Mei stopped breathing, pulled upward with her toes, and her body trembled.

Ke Min was ten centimeters taller than Yu Mei, and her face, tilted back, showed an annoyed expression as she sighed under his eyes
. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyelashes trembled as she closed her eyes. Ke Min was driven by a violent impulse and picked up the
sexy naked body.

He picked up the female teacher, whose legs were constantly moving, walked out of the bathroom, went to the gym room, and roughly
threw down. As Kemin hurriedly took off his pants and shirt, Yumi sat blankly on the tatami mat watching him. Only when she saw
the man 's naked body did she snap out of her daze and rush towards the door.

But Kemin, already naked, stood there. Yumi tried to walk past him, but Kemin pushed her back.
As she took a step forward, her body was pushed backward, and Yumi lost her balance, falling onto the tatami mat. Katsumi immediately pounced on her.

The two naked bodies intertwined, the contact of their young bodies fueling the woman's refusal and the man's assault
. Their irresistible physical attraction intensified their desire, creating a state of ecstasy. Yumi, with her
strength , was no match for Katsumi. After a struggle, Yumi was pinned beneath him, her chest heaving,
her eyes tightly shut, resigned to his will.

Katsumi's breathing was rapid. He grabbed Yumi's hands and pulled them above her head. Yumi lay on her back, her breasts rising and falling with her
rapid breathing. His face rubbed against her breasts, sucking on the nipples, his lips moving down
to her armpits, feeling the roughness of the armpit hair.

Yumi moaned, writhing; she had become aroused.

"Oh! No..."

Yumi cried, shaking her head, her face flushed as if she had a fever. Kemin
spread her legs apart with his own .

"Ah...please spare me!"

Her garden was already soaked with thick honey. It was already so wet, it was impossible to refuse. As Kemin
began to caress her, thinking of the abyss in the fire, her full, snow-white thighs convulsed and opened and closed.

Yumei quickly began to pant.

She could no longer control herself, only twisting her body, her panting gradually turning into sobs, because in
this special situation, Kemin doubted that she was really crying, looking at her face. Her profile seemed to be crying, and
when he tried to pull her face towards him, Yumei didn't want him to see, quickly turning her face away. No tears were seen.

"No..."

Her face was still turned away, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

When Kemin pressed down on her.

"Ah..."

Yumei's voice trembled, and at the same time, she hugged Kemin's head with great force. Kemin couldn't lift his head. He
explained to her that it was not easy to move like this, and barely let go of her hands. A strong sense of shame made Yumei cover her
face with her hands.

But when Kemin confirmed that the wet opening was aligned, Yumei twisted her waist to escape, desperately wanting to avoid his
intrusion.

"Teacher!"

Kemin said, his tone seemingly reproachful.

Then, a sound like "Ugh!" came from under the hand covering her face, sounding like laughter, but
strangely . Suspicious, Kemin tried to pull her hand away, but Yumei resisted fiercely. Shaking her head and refusing to let go,
her face was wet; she was crying.

"What's wrong! Didn't you want it?"

Yumei didn't show any expression, but even if she said no, Kemin couldn't control
his desire at this moment. Asking him to let go only when he was about to penetrate her was impossible, and if that were the case, it
would be truly disappointing.

Despite this, his momentum weakened, and Kemin silently manipulated Yumei's expression. At this moment,
a fierce desire arose in Kemin's heart: to rape a crying woman, let her cry. Let her cry. "Cry out loud," he said
, parting the petals again, feeling the increased wetness inside. As his erect penis aligned, Yumi wiped away
her tears, revealing her face.

The crying had stopped. She looked at Kemin with a somewhat shy expression, unsure why.

"Hold my penis,"

he said, extending his hands from her face. His slender hands, still wet from wiping away tears, gripped his
erect penis tightly and slowly advanced. Yumi closed her eyes tightly, turning her face away. It was much larger than expected,
not just narrow, but pushed back in after being pushed in. Yumi gripped Kemin's hands tightly.

"What's wrong? It hurts after playing for so long?"

Yumi shook her head; he seemed to be enduring something. Kemin opened first, then re-confirmed the position. The position was correct.
He readjusted the position, took a deep breath, and exerted force in his lower abdomen. This time, without hesitation, he thrust in forcefully.

Yumi let out a sharp scream, her head tilted back, her brows furrowed, and her whole body stiffened. Although Kemin had penetrated her
, the tightness was almost painful. Feeling unable to move, she sighed in this static state,
"

Ugh! This is really difficult."

Her clenched fist slowly loosened, indicating that Yumi understood the penetration.
With a trembling feeling, she slowly relaxed the pressure on her shoulders. Kemin's tight grip eased slightly, and
he lifted his upper body to look at the point of penetration.

His erect penis almost filled the opening, the reversed mucous membrane a pitiful red. Perhaps she
couldn't bear the man's enormous penis and was bleeding.

He wanted to pull Yumi's hand to the point of penetration, letting her feel it herself to understand the situation. Kemin
wanted her to confirm the state of penetration, but Yumi, realizing Kemin's intention, immediately withdrew her hand, and
Kemin continued to pull.

"No, no, don't be so cruel..."

Her voice trembled, yet he continued to pull her hand, touching their joined parts, not his own, but only
lightly touching Kemin's penis before letting go. It's unclear what feeling stirred within Yumi, but now
she knew for certain that his penis was deep inside her.
With this thought, Kemin reveled in the sense of conquest. He recalled the scene in the basement and began to move.

However, that place was narrow and had a powerful, constricting force; despite the abundant lubricant, he couldn't
thrust smoothly, the tight grip preventing smooth movements. Yumi frowned, letting out a moan, not a sound of pleasure.
Kemin was forcing her to cooperate; she nodded with tearful eyes, lifting her buttocks as he instructed.

To thrust upwards, he had to retreat, and as Yumi retreated, Kemin moved backward in sync with her. This
increased the distance of his thrusts. The suctioned part was forced away, then gripped tightly again, finally getting back on track.
Small wrinkles appeared on Yumi's nose as she softly hummed, her stiff movements matching Kemin's. Her earnest efforts were adorably
exciting . This heightened her emotions, and Kemin, sensing danger, knew she had to brake. She thrust forward as far as she could before stopping
.

Just then, a short groan escaped her lips, different from the earlier cry of pain.

"What's wrong?"

When Kemin asked this, Yumei blushed and pulled him closer, as if she was experiencing pleasure. He
pressed , and she made a sound again.

"It seems... it's better if I don't move,"

she said softly, blushing. Was it the pleasure of the pressure around her vaginal opening, labia, or clitoris that made her feel
comfortable? Or was it

a psychological feeling? Kemin couldn't tell, but the slight pleasure indicated that Yumei was relaxed. At this moment
, he remembered that women seemed to enjoy the grinding motion. So he inserted his penis fully, using it as the axis of rotation,
and then began to grind slowly.

Yumei immediately gasped. Her brows furrowed tightly, revealing an expression of seeking sensuality.
Kemin thought this was the best moment, gradually widening the rotation and increasing the speed. Yumei cried out and held
him tightly.

It wasn't like climbing a mountain, but rather like cruising on a plateau, and Yumei was already quite
satisfied . Soon, she opened her moist eyes and shyly continued to do as he did. So when Kemin resumed his original up-and-down motion from the circular
motion , Yumi bit her lip, making an expression of endurance, but no longer making
any sounds of pain.

Not only that, but it was much smoother than the initial thrusting. Although it still felt very tight with no gaps, it
no longer felt like a bottle and fingers that couldn't be pulled out lifting together. Clearly, her internal walls were experiencing pleasure
.

Kemin was surprised to think that the circular rotation axis could soften the new woman's walls, while gradually increasing the speed
and amplitude.

At this moment, Kemin encountered a powerful clamping force; he himself was in a state of imminent explosion. His partner wasn't someone who could catch up
quickly , so he thrust upwards in a straight line.

With Kemin's increasing urgency, Yumi's breathing became erratic, and she cried out several times desperately,
sounds that seemed to express her feelings, but she probably couldn't understand what an orgasm was; it only made Kemin feel that her body
had promiscuous nature.

A large amount of semen sprayed onto Yumi's thighs and stomach. Kemin, just to be careful, pulled out at the last moment
. On her flawless, snow-white body, a white, worm-like stain formed, and Yumi lay there
like a corpse, seemingly unaware even as Kemin pulled out.

Kemin reached for a handkerchief, touching the pocket of the pants lying beside her, but instead of a handkerchief, he pulled out a cute
pair of panties. Before hurriedly stuffing them back in, Yumi stared wide-eyed.

"No, this is... a souvenir!"

Kemin said hastily, as if he had done something wrong.

"It's okay, it's clean, just use that!"

Yumi seemed unconcerned, luckily not noticing that the panties had
been taken from his pocket. But when she tried to wipe the semen from her snow-white thighs, she hurriedly said she was going to take a shower and didn't need to wipe it
. She thought Kemin was using it to clean himself.

"It's okay, let me admire it some more."

Kemin forcefully pulled apart the shy Yumi's thighs and began wiping, but he had a more important purpose than wiping: to
carefully observe that private part.

"No, don't look, it's so embarrassing."

Yumi kept trying to squeeze her thighs together, but Kemin only pulled them wider, making her look awkward.

"Ah! This is too..."

Because of the honey-like fluid flowing out, forming a wet and glistening vulva, the shame of being seen like this made her tighten her body. The moist,
tender flesh became more engorged and redder than pink, and it remained sensitive. When Kemin rolled up her panties on his fingers
and touched her vulva, Yumi couldn't help but cry out and twist her buttocks. Kemin stuffed the cloth into her vulva, twisted it with his fingers
, and pulled it out, getting some of the fluid on it.

He bent one of her legs, revealing the deep valley above, the honey-like fluid flowing from her vulva to her brown clitoris, making
it look lovely. Unexpectedly, Kemin touched that place, and Yumi let out a embarrassed cry.

"From this hole, you can see..."

He rubbed her clitoris, and Kemin said something obscene. Yumi covered her ears, but she could still hear his
voice. "If it's a teacher... I won't mind eating it, then bring my mouth closer and lick it with my tongue."

"Ugh!"

For Yumi, the rush of blood to her head was overwhelming, her mind in turmoil, unsure of what to do.

She twisted her body, trying to escape this lewd teasing, but Katsumi held onto her buttocks tightly. Just as she
cried out "No!", as she twisted her body, an incredible pleasure arose from behind the lewdness, melting her senses
, and her cries turned into gasps.

Her garden, which had just been wiped, became wet again, the overflowing nectar flowing through her vagina into Katsumi's mouth.

"Katsumi... Ah..."

Yumi struggled, grabbing Katsumi's hair tightly. She used to call him by his surname, Yoshioka, but now she was calling him by his first name
.

"Oh! Want to penetrate again! Teacher is really horny!"

He humiliated her, then pressed down on her still heaving, snow-white belly.

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