Sex school (new English teacher)

Sex School
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Downloads: 271 Part 1: Seito School is built in a lush, green environment that still retains part of Musashi's original appearance. In a magazine's school feature, it was specifically mentioned that the school has a beautiful campus surrounded by green trees, and the almost excessively large campus is filled with lawns. The magazine said that first-time visitors would have the illusion of arriving at an outside school. This school is part of the church system. The small chapel standing in the center of the campus fully illustrates this point. To the left of the chapel, where you can see the brightly lit cross on its roof, across the lawn, is a white building—that is the students' school building. "When Japanese people think of 'teaching,' they associate it with 'teach,' but in England, it's rarely used except in very special circumstances, such as asking for directions to the station. They would say, 'Would you tell the way to the station?'" Standing on the podium of Class 3-B, with a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead, diligently teaching, was Mihoko Nishijo, who had just started teaching English a month ago. "Teacher, how do you say 'I want to have sex with you' to a woman?" a boy sitting in the corner of the classroom asked, causing the whole class to laugh. Mihoko, a new teacher, didn't yet have the ability or courage to deftly evade the boy's half-joking, lewd question. But she couldn't get angry, so she could only blush and feel helpless, which only fueled the boys' jeers. Of course, if Mihoko weren't beautiful, the boys wouldn't have been so eager to laugh at her. The carefree atmosphere cultivated from her long years living abroad, especially highlighting her beautiful figure, was enough to arouse the curious gazes of the boys in puberty. This day, like any other, the boys were constantly jeering. "Teacher, what color underwear are you wearing today?" "Let's talk about your first sexual experience!" "What are your thoughts on high school students' sexual behavior?" Things had escalated to the point where they were out of control. The girls the teacher was leaning on could only whisper "How annoying," "Perverted," and wait with curious expressions to see how things would unfold. Mihoko stood blankly on the podium. "Hey! Quiet down, poor Mr. Nishijo." Suddenly standing up to protect Mihoko was the class representative, Akira Nakanishi. "Nakanishi, stop pretending to be a good student, you've fallen for Mr. Nishijo, haven't you!" "Yeah, yeah, he's probably fantasizing about Mr. Nishijo's genitals and masturbating." Another burst of laughter erupted. Just then, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Watching the students' heated exchange, Mihoko felt uneasy, only relaxing when the bell rang. Of course, Mihoko knew that education was different now than in the past, gradually losing its sacred image, but in her mind, the idea that the classroom was a sacred place still lingered. But the reality was different. Because she had once held high hopes for the teaching profession, Mihoko's anxieties were correspondingly greater. She walked out of the classroom, and after only a few meters towards the staff room, she felt something touch her shoulder. Turning around, she saw, "Mr. Nishijo, how's class? Are you getting used to it?" The person was Narumi Tatsuya, the World History teacher and homeroom teacher for Class 3-B. He was rumored to be a controversial figure, constantly making headlines for giving contraception lessons in class or inviting male students to his home to show pornographic videos, yet he was extremely popular among the students. "Yes… finally…" she replied casually, carefully talking to Tatsuya, then thinking to herself how much prettier she should wear. She had this thought every time she saw Tatsuya. Upon closer inspection, he was quite handsome, nearly 180 centimeters tall, rather thin, but with a robust frame. However, he paid no attention to his clothing; his hair was often disheveled, his suits were wrinkled, and his shirt collars were yellowed. "People who have lived in America are truly different. Everyone says your pronunciation is beautiful. Of course, it's not just your pronunciation that's beautiful." "Teacher, don't make fun of me." Seeing Mihoko trying to avoid Raoya's gaze, he seized the opportunity to pursue her. "Mr. Saijo, are you free this weekend?" Mihoko felt he had finally said it. When he first arrived, he was particularly attentive to her. Of course, he wasn't the kind of person Mihoko disliked. But since he was a radical teacher advocating sexual liberation for high school students, it was best to be careful. "This... I don't know yet." "Meryl Streep's 'In Love' is showing at the Lucky Mini Theater. Have you seen it?"
"No, not yet, but..." "I was thinking of asking you to go see it together." "I didn't expect Professor Chengda to be so romantic." I had heard about this movie from a friend and wanted to see it, but I didn't want to agree to his date so easily. "Please don't joke around. I watch romantic movies sometimes too. Is anything special going on this weekend?"
"No... maybe some classmates from university will come to see me." I made up an excuse. "I see. Then I'll come back to ask you around Friday!" Mihoko thought to herself, going is fine... We parted at the faculty door. When she returned to her desk, she saw a white envelope on it, unsealed, with a piece of paper inside, seemingly in a woman's handwriting. ************** Professor Saijo, I have something very important to discuss with you. I'll be waiting for you at 11:40 in front of the gym equipment room. Since it's a secret, please don't let anyone see you when you come. Who is A-ko? Why didn't she write her real name? The school has a consultation room, why choose the gymnasium? The more she thought about it, the more questions arose, but considering the other person was a girl going through puberty, it didn't seem too abrupt. Besides, this was the first time a student had consulted her, and she was actually quite happy. Anyway, she decided to go and see. After the school bell rang, she waited until everyone around had quieted down before leaving the staff room. Fortunately, she arrived at the gymnasium without encountering anyone. The other person hadn't arrived yet. Five minutes passed, and there was still no movement. Could someone be playing a joke on her? That was quite possible, but what was so funny about that?
When she glanced back unintentionally, she noticed that the equipment room door was half-open. Was she waiting for her inside...? As she reached the equipment room door and was about to look inside, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her hair, forcefully pulling her into the equipment room. "Ouch!" Losing her balance, she fell onto the mat, reflexively turning her head to look. Her slender face was filled with a look of shock. "You...you're Yamada-kun..." Standing in front of the door was Yamada Yuzo from Class 3-B. According to other teachers, he was a well-behaved student with excellent academic performance until the first semester of his third year, but his behavior deteriorated from the second semester onwards, and he became a problem student among the teachers. "What's going on? In a place like this..." Mihoko pulled down her skirt, desperately telling herself to stay calm. "I'm waiting for you, teacher. You've read the letter, haven't you?" Yuzo said, closing the equipment room door as he looked at Mihoko. Mihoko saw the furrowed brow on his face and sensed the murderous intent in his eyes. Of course, panicking now would only embolden him. "So that letter was written by you. Because it was signed 'A-ko,' I thought it was a girl...looking for me..."
"What is it?" "Teacher, you're such a naive woman. That was just bait to lure you here. I just want to have sex with you." Hearing that direct tone, Mihoko was stunned. At the same time, she thought that what was going to happen had now happened. She was afraid that one day she would face this scene. "What nonsense are you talking about? Calm down. I'm your teacher. How could a teacher agree to such a request from a student!" Feeling her face getting hotter and hotter, Mihoko wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve. "Hmph, you wouldn't let me do it obediently, so I had to rape you." Yuzo said as he unbuttoned his shirt. What was he saying? Was this something a nineteen-year-old high school student would say? What was the difference between him and a hooligan? Although she tried to stay calm, Mihoko's heart was beating faster and faster. "Yamada-kun, do you understand what you're doing right now?" "I don't want to listen to your lecture. I'm already this excited." After saying that, Yuzo pulled down the zipper of his pants and pulled out a fierce thing. It wasn't so much that it was pulled out, but rather that it leaped out on its own, fearlessly raising its head and erecting itself diagonally upwards from between its trousers. Mihoko felt a sudden pang of guilt at seeing something she shouldn't have, and immediately closed her eyes. But sensing Yuzo's movements, she opened them again. Like a red-hot iron rod, the fleshy pillar, the obscene-looking scrotum, was already hanging down, getting closer and closer to her. If Mihoko had extensive experience with men, she might have been able to handle the situation skillfully, but Mihoko only had experience shaking hands and hugging men; she wouldn't pretend to obey and then take the opportunity to escape, so it's no wonder she reacted this way. "No, no!" Mihoko instinctively raised her right arm above her head, adopting a protective posture. She had never given her body to a man, and to have it taken by this young brat was something she would rather die than accept. "Teacher, do it to me!" Yuzo forcefully pushed Mihoko down, pressing his body against her as she desperately tried to escape. "No... Yamada-kun!" Mihoko mustered all her strength, pushing away Yuzo's body as he pressed down on her, and grabbed the basketball beside her, slamming it against Yuzo's face. But after a few seconds of struggle, the basketball was quickly snatched away. "Teacher, don't resist! You actually like having sex with men, don't you!" Mihoko was forced onto the mat by the powerful force, struggling desperately. The thought of being seen as a lewd and frivolous woman made her grit her teeth in anger. "Yamada-kun, do you know what the consequences will be? You can't stay at school anymore..." "Stop nagging!" That day, Mihoko was wearing a light blue suit and a top with ruffles at the chest. Because the buttons on the front of her top were undone, Yuzo's hand immediately grabbed her breasts from under her shirt. "No! Please, don't do this!" Mihoko tried to push him away, but her waist was already being held tightly, and she couldn't muster any strength. Moreover, her tight skirt was being lifted higher and higher, completely exposing her thighs. "Teacher's breasts are fuller than I imagined." The feeling of being roughly touched on the breasts by a student with a face full of acne only made Mihoko feel disgusted. Mihoko still couldn't think of escaping from Yuzo's embrace. She pushed Yuzo's shoulder with one hand and Yuzo's face with the other, revealing a lustful expression. Mihoko's face sank into the cushion, and the smell of sweat and dust rushed into her nostrils. "Ah!...Let me go..." Mihoko turned her face to the side and then wriggled upwards, but this only gave Yuzo an opportunity. Yuzo changed to hug Mihoko tightly from behind. He immediately pulled her shirt hard, the buttons quickly came off, revealing a dazzling white bra, and then he pulled down the bra without any scruples, exposing her beautiful, full breasts in broad daylight. A large hand immediately grabbed her breasts. "No, don't!" After her breasts were grabbed, Mihoko twisted her body with all her might, trying to push away the man's clutches. But the fingers, embedded in her flesh, refused to loosen their grip easily. Instead, taking advantage of Mihoko's attention being focused on her chest, Yuzo's hand tried to lift her skirt. "You can't do this!" Mihoko, afraid her legs would also be exposed, tried to pull down her skirt, which was already lifted to her thighs, but Yuzo's hand immediately slid inside her thighs. "Ah!...There!...No!" Mihoko squeezed her thighs together in that instant, but Yuzo took the opportunity to press down on her, thus causing his arm to naturally lift the hem of her skirt. "Teacher, don't be like this, we need to do something nice now." How could she not be upset in this situation? Mihoko seemed easygoing, but she also had a strong personality. Without that personality, she probably wouldn't have chosen teaching as her profession. In a time when high school students were much taller than in the past, Yuzo's physique wasn't large, but he was strong enough to overpower a weak woman. "Teacher's body smells so good, and her breasts are so soft..." Yuzo now completely controlled Mihoko's body, pressing his nose against her slightly trembling breasts, sniffing them like a dog. "No...no!" Mihoko panicked, desperately twisting her head and kicking her legs. At that moment, Yuzo was already on top of Mihoko, unhooking her skirt, pulling down the zipper, and slightly pulling the skirt down. He immediately grabbed her pantyhose by the breasts, pulling the skirt and pantyhose together up to her knees. "Being raped by a student, how could this happen? God, save me!..." Taking advantage of Yuzo's upper body being off, Mihoko tried her best to break free, but her skirt was wrapped around her knees, hindering her movements. Just as she turned and bent over, her last remaining white panties were also pulled down. "Ah...this can't be!" Her full white breasts, slightly revealing her obscene valley, swayed from side to side. "Such a beautiful ass, it's a little dazzling." Yuzo's erect penis swayed between her legs, and with nimble movements, he removed Mihoko's skirt, pantyhose, and panties from her struggling body. Her shoes also came off, leaving Mihoko's lower body completely exposed. "No!..." When Mihoko's lower body was freed, she kicked her legs, trying to prevent Yuzo from succeeding. Yuzo's lecherous eyes were fixed on Mihoko's exposed inner thighs. Beneath her snow-white belly was a patch of black pubic hair, and below that, a fleshy slit. "I can see the teacher's vulva... I can't hold back anymore!" Yuzo, excited to the extreme, pressed down on the desperately resisting Mihoko. Although Mihoko pushed Yuzo away a little, she was immediately completely subdued again. Yuzo's hand moved up from her inner thighs, and the disgusting feeling made Mihoko's body tremble. She could only struggle to escape as much as possible. Just then, many cushions piled up next to them fell and hit Yuzo. Mihoko took the opportunity to try to crawl away from the cushions. But Yuzo immediately grabbed her legs and pulled her back. "Teacher, don't make things too difficult for me!" Yuzo turned Mihoko's body around and pressed down on her again. This time, he immediately guided his hot penis to the woman's most secret valley. "Ah...no...no...ah..." Completely exhausted, Mihoko no longer had the strength to push Yuzo's body away. In her fear, Mihoko felt the strange, hard, masculine pressure pressing against her virgin entrance, untouched by any man. But in reality, Yuzo wasn't exactly skilled with women either. After struggling for a while, he couldn't penetrate her dry, unresponsive flesh. Therefore, assuming lubricant was needed, he began to touch her labia. Lacking gentleness, Mihoko only felt disgust, though she also felt a subtle sensation in her body. When his fingers broke through her folds and touched the most sensitive part, Mihoko felt an unbearable burning sensation, twisting her body with all her might. This reaction probably stimulated Yuzo, who began to focus his fingers on her small breasts. "Ah...no...no..." She couldn't utter these words anymore. In her humiliated mind, past events flashed through Mihoko's memory like a revolving lantern. Mihoko's father was a senior employee at a trading company. When Mihoko was in her second year of junior high school, he was sent to work in San Francisco, USA, where she studied until her first year of university. Initially, she disliked living abroad where she couldn't speak the language, but meeting a teacher completely transformed her American life. This teacher was an elderly, divorced woman named Lily. Through Lily's dedicated efforts, Mihoko began to speak English. From then on, Mihoko developed the idea of becoming an English teacher. When she returned to university in Japan, her desire became even stronger. Finding a teacher was initially very difficult, and at one point she almost gave up. However, through her father's connections, she decided to teach at Seito School, full of hope, and reported for duty. But, less than a month later, such a tragic fate befell her—who could have foreseen this? "Yamada-kun, please don't do this!" Mihoko mustered her last strength to resist. But Yuzo, who was holding Mihoko's head, skillfully controlled her body with his knees inserted between her legs, licking her full breasts with his tongue while playing with her clitoris with his fingers. "Teacher's breasts are so bouncy, so beautiful." "Ah! No...no...no..." Yuzo's fingers attacked the woman's two most sensitive parts at the same time, making her body gradually heat up, with an indescribable pain spreading throughout her lower body. Yuzo sensitively noticed from her erect clitoris that Mihoko's arousal was increasing, so he expanded the range of his finger movements. It turned out that she had secretly hoped for something romantic to happen, but she was going to lose her virginity in this way...it was really too regrettable. Mihoko began to complain about her fate. But contrary to her previous feelings...Nectar slowly seeped from the depths of her petals, something she couldn't control. Feeling the warmth on his fingers, Yuzo boldly parted the petals, inserting his fingers deeper. Mihoko instinctively tried to squeeze her thighs together. But Yuzo's knees were in the middle, widening the gap. "Look! Teacher's wetness is coming out too," Yuzo said smugly to Mihoko, suddenly inserting his fingers even deeper. "Ah!" Mihoko cried softly, her brow furrowing, her toes lifting, trembling slightly. "Doing it like this...does Teacher feel good now..." His fingers, inserted into her petals, rotated like a stirring rod. The wet petals involuntarily squeezed the unreasonable intruder. "Ah...no...no..." Mihoko's upper body was stiff and immobile, trying to cut off all sensation. But the fingers moving inside her made it impossible for her not to feel them. At that moment, Yuzo's body began to move downwards. "I want to take a closer look at what's going on here, teacher." Before she could finish speaking, Mihoko's legs were lifted, placed in a very lewd position. There was a fleshy slit between her thighs, and something was gleaming. "Ah...no!" Shame made Mihoko arch her upper body and strain her legs. But Yuzo placed her legs on his shoulders, preventing her from using her strength. When she tried to twist her body to escape, she was pulled back forcefully, resulting in her body being folded over. "Please...don't do this." Mihoko frantically hit her head and shoulders. However, the folded position didn't pose a threat to Yuzo to stop his attack; it remained a position exposing her erogenous zones. "Ah, this view is unbearable." Yuzo, seeing the pink slit, breathed excitedly and brought his nose close to the secret crevice. He hugged her thighs tightly, a peculiar sensation arising in his most sensitive area. "No, I hate it...don't..." Shame instantly turned into disgust, but disgust then transformed into a corresponding pleasure. "Ah, this must be a mistake," Mihoko thought for a moment, wishing it were a dream. But a pile of dusty mats, vaulting boxes, basketballs, and a bunch of tatami mats for judo... it was undoubtedly the gym equipment room, and now Mihoko was about to be raped by her student. "No, this absolutely cannot happen!" Mihoko frantically grabbed a feather net that was near her head and hurled it at the person attacking her genitals.
On Yuzo's head. The unexpected attack forced Yuzo to raise his head. As he removed the net from his head, he took the opportunity to turn over and crawl towards the door. Her full, firm mounds were elastic, and the petals that bulged under the pressure on both sides emitted a seductive glow. "It's impossible to escape." Dropping the net, Yuzo quickly took off his trousers and underwear, exposing his genitals, and immediately pounced on Mihoko. For Mihoko, this was an escape attempt, her last hope, but before she could even crawl to the door, she was easily caught by Yuzo. If she shouted loudly, someone might hear her... She had such a thought, but if she was discovered like this, she would become the laughingstock of the whole school. "Don't resist, isn't your body already soaking wet?" Grabbing Mihoko's waist, Yuzo began to lick her honey-filled petals in the position of a male dog sniffing a female dog's ass. "Ah... Help me..." When Mihoko twisted her buttocks to try to shake off Yuzo, Yuzo forcefully grabbed her two mounds, spread them apart to their limit, and then began to lick her widened secret valley frantically. "Ah...no...don't..." The sensation of her sensitive flesh being licked by a tongue completely confused Mihoko's mind. Humiliation, shame, and pleasure mingled together, racing through her body. It was becoming difficult for Mihoko to maintain a normal state of mind. Just then, she heard the noon bell ring in the distance. There were still twenty minutes until the end of the fourth period. As if urged by the bell, Yuzo raised his upper body and, in the same position, pressed his hard penis into her narrow opening. "I can't do this...I absolutely can't..." Mihoko kept twisting her hips, trying to escape, but her waist was held tightly by Yuzo, and she couldn't move. "Ah...I'm finally going to lose my virginity..." Mihoko seemed to resign herself to her fate, her whole body tense and stiff as iron. "Hmm..." When she heard what sounded like panting behind her, her lower body immediately felt a tearing pain. "Ouch..." Mihoko desperately gripped the floor with both hands to endure the intense pain. She clearly felt the thick, hard penis being forced into her lower body. For Mihoko, experiencing this for the first time, it was a terrifying, trembling sensation. The trembling intensified as Yuzo began moving his lower body back and forth. Mihoko seriously worried that her vagina might tear. But that was only at the beginning; as the penis repeatedly moved in and out of her, the intense pain gradually lessened. "As expected of you, teacher, this place is so tight, it feels like it's being sucked in. Teacher, are you experiencing pleasure too?" The penetration became smoother, and Yuzo's movements quickened, the sound of his body hitting Mihoko's buttocks increasing in intensity. Of course, Mihoko wasn't in the mood to feel pleasure; she was only thinking about getting out of this situation quickly. Because Yuzo's penetration was so intense, several times Mihoko almost hit her face on the ground, but she eventually ended up lying face down. At this moment, Yuzo nimbly turned Mihoko's body around and continued his attack in a normal position. Mihoko felt that this position allowed for deeper penetration, and she discovered that even this small difference could evoke a deep, arousing sensation within her body. Once this feeling arises, it intensifies with each thrust, and one begins to experience what is likely what is called pleasure. A moan involuntarily escapes her lips. However, the hot-blooded aggressor has no mind to perceive the other's pleasure; he only speeds up his thrusting. Within two or three minutes, a similar sound escapes her lips, her body convulsing, "Ah...I'm going to cum...Teacher...I'm going to cum..." With Yuzo's cry, it's as if something explodes inside his body. Yuzo begins to press weakly against Mihoko. His penis swells intermittently, each time releasing hot fluid into Mihoko's uterus. At this moment, Mihoko feels the swelling pleasure cease, and an overwhelming emotion swirls within her. Even so, a sense of relief washes over her as the end comes, and Mihoko lies there motionless, like a dead person. Soon after, she hears Yuzo's body leaving, the sound of him putting on his pants. What to do? Should she just let him rape her student like this? Should she report him? To whom? The police or the principal?
No matter who she told, once she did, the scandal would quickly spread throughout the school, and students, teachers, and even parents would look at her with curiosity… Unable to decide, Mihoko kept her eyes closed. “If you want to sue me, sue me to whomever you want.” With those words, Yuzo left the equipment room. [Last edited by shinyuu1988]

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