Teacher's Ceremony

(1)
“Yesterday was so great!”
Bathed in the morning light, Miho’s body trembled slightly as she was embraced from behind.
It turned out that her husband, Nakajo, was holding her body tightly. Miho reflexively thought it was Nachi’s crazy game.
Nakajo was indeed more energetic than before, which even surprised Miho.
Last night, Miho’s intense reaction to—was probably because Nachi was watching through the binoculars from the other side of the window.
“I love you!”
He kissed her neck, and Miho frowned for a moment, intoxicated by a pleasant atmosphere. Her reaction seemed to be a mixture of surprise and wantonness. What was driving her to react like this now was that the afterglow of her sexual intercourse with Nachi had been aroused again.
Nakajo’s hand went inside her sweater, kneading her breasts while kissing her from her neck to her ear.
“No… darling. Takazuka will be here soon.”
Nakajo rubbed his penis against Miho’s buttocks through his pants.
In fact, there was nothing to be surprised about.
Everyone envies a wife's beauty. While many are young and beautiful, a woman as mature and beautiful as Miho is rare, in Nakajo's opinion.
If an ordinary couple lived like this for ten years, they would probably grow weary long ago, and seeing the same face every day would likely cool the passion.
But Nakajo's passion hadn't diminished at all. Seeing Miho in her apron, standing in the kitchen, her long, shapely legs ignited a desire within him to embrace her.
Even when she walked down the street, her demeanor, her graceful gait in high heels, drew admiration.
Despite his own inadequacy, he wouldn't deny that these qualities Miho possessed were the reason his passion had miraculously endured.
Even an ordinary man would feel the urge to embrace Miho. Not just for himself, but also for Miho; because Miho had never expressed dissatisfaction, he loved her even more deeply, wishing he could give her his whole heart.
“Mmm…”
Nakajo kissed her lips hard, and Miho responded with an unusually passionate attitude, their lips rubbing together.
Nakajo’s hand gripped her already erect nipple and rubbed it. Just as Nachi’s hand pulled up Miho’s skirt, the doorbell rang.
But their tongues were still sliding and moving in their mouths.
“It seems like they’re here!”
“Mmm!” “
Hurry up …”
“I know… I love you…”
“…”
Miho avoided his gaze.
“I love you.” “Thank you!”
Miho hurriedly broke free from Nakajo’s hand and walked towards the door.
(2)
The door opened, and Takazuka and Nachi followed in.
“Ah! Good morning, I’m sorry to bother you again, madam!”
Takazuka smiled with kind eyebrows and took out the fruit he had brought.
“Oh dear! I’m sorry to always make you spend money.”
Avoiding Nachi’s gaze, he welcomed the two into the house.
"You can't lose today!"
"No...no, I practiced my secret techniques before coming here."
Nakajo, who came out to greet them, then went into the Japanese-style room with Takazuka.
"Excuse me, teacher..."
Nachi winked at Miho, who pretended not to see and followed behind Takazuka and the others. But Nachi's hand was restless, grabbing her tight miniskirt from behind.
She had to wear the same clothes as yesterday, that was Nachi's order.
Miho immediately reached out and pushed Nachi's hand away. But Nachi pinched her buttocks half-teasingly, as if trying to hurt her.
"Ugh..."
Miho endured the pain and pushed Nachi's hand away again.
"Miho, please have some tea..."
Nakajo said immediately as soon as they entered the room.
Seeing Nachi standing at the entrance, she said, "Takazuka-kun can come here too!"
Then she brushed past Nachi and walked out of the house.
Back in the kitchen, her heart was pounding. Since returning home at five o'clock last night, she had been unable to calm down. Exhausted, she took a shower after getting home and immediately crawled into bed, quickly falling asleep. The moment she opened her eyes, she was back in the harsh reality, and she had to be extremely careful not to be discovered by Nakajo; the inner torment was extraordinary.
Miho started washing fruit.
"Eh…"
Suddenly, someone grabbed her breasts from behind, and Miho couldn't help but cry out.
"I feel like the night was so long,"
Nachi said, kissing the inside of her ear.
"No…no…"
Miho said sternly, like a teacher.
"Are you angry?"
"Please don't do this at home."
"You hate me."
"I said no, and that's final."
Nachi's face contorted in surprise at Miho's cold refusal. During their last sexual encounter last night, Miho had acted like his lover, making him believe that her body and heart belonged to him, which had filled him with immense joy!
“You hate me.”
“I hate Takatsuka-kun doing this kind of thing.”
“Didn’t you feel something too, teacher? Didn’t you say it felt good, that you had an orgasm?”
“…”
Miho blushed all the way to her ears.
“Alright! I know, now I’m going to check if you’ve followed my orders.”
Nachi’s voice turned cold.
He quickly rolled up her tight miniskirt, and Miho hurriedly held the sides of the skirt down.
“Take your hands off.”
Nachi shouted, and Miho quickly let go.
“I brought photos with me.”
Miho hurriedly let go, and her miniskirt was rolled up, revealing white panties clinging tightly to her thighs.
“You didn’t follow my rules. Didn’t I tell you not to wear underwear?”
“I… I didn’t have time to take them off…”
“I don’t want to hear your explanation.”
Nachi quickly took off her pantyhose and put them in his pocket.
“Just do it like this.”
Wearing a sweater on her upper body and only pantyhose on her lower body, her exposed buttocks and exposed abdomen, especially in her own kitchen, were particularly alluring.
After quickly arranging the fruit on a plate and making coffee, Miho turned to look at Nachi.
"Let me pull my skirt down."
"Just like that."
"That's...that's too much!"
Miho had no choice but to carry the plate out of the kitchen.
Behind her followed Nachi like a leech, one hand inside her sweater kneading her breasts, the other caressing her crotch.
Nachi's unbridled caresses, while startling Miho, undeniably ignited her sexual desire.
Nachi seemed to be increasingly adept at understanding Miho's weaknesses, and through his hands, he was discovering new frontiers of sexual desire within her.
To put it more clearly, Miho's perverse methods and his powerful penis indeed made her unconsciously forget herself and enjoy the pleasure of sex.
For Miho, the ecstatic pleasure of the previous night's reversal of yin and yang, the continuous intercourse, still lingered in her body until dawn—a feeling she had never experienced before.
Miho's nipples were hard, and her groin was warm and wet.
Nachi's lips kissed her neck, and Miho was dizzy with intoxication.
"If we don't hurry, they'll find it strange,"
Nachi said, his fingers, which had increased from one to two, caressing her buttocks. He was also breathing into her ear.
"Ugh..."
Miho deliberately walked with her feet together; if her husband or Takazuka came into the corridor, everything would be over. Nachi, however, continued his frenzied fondling of her exposed buttocks, pubic hair, and the area between her buttocks.
"Please...please..."
Miho pleaded softly as they reached the entrance to the Japanese-style room.
Nachi continued relentlessly, rolling up his sweater further, pulling it down to his armpits, while his other hand forcefully kneaded her full buttocks.
Her lips and tongue were coated with saliva on her nipples, which Naji focused intently on kissing and licking. Then, one hand stroked her pubic hair, and slowly inserted her fingers into her vagina.
"Ugh...ugh..."
The coffee on the saucer rattled, and Miho endured, trying not to make a sound.
"It's already so wet..."
Naji's fingers moved smoothly inside her, while her lips clung to her ear like suction cups.
"Ugh...gurgle..."
Miho breathed involuntarily.
Naji's lips rubbed passionately against Miho's lips.
Her sexual desire with her husband had been blank for years, and it would take time to ignite it, but once it was ignited, the desire that had been suppressed for nine years would be difficult to suppress even with the greatest rationality.
Their tongues intertwined, and Miho greedily sucked, until Naji's hand and fingers finally withdrew.
Miho's eyes were moist, and her expression was hazy.
“Let’s continue later.”
Nachi straightened her sweater and miniskirt, then took a piece of fruit from the plate.
“Come back right away after you take it.”
Miho glared at Nachi resentfully, opened the sliding door, and went inside.
Suppressing the excitement in her chest, a warm flow was emanating from her bare crotch, down to the edge of her thighs, making her uneasy.
Both Takazuka and her husband were focused on the chessboard, completely oblivious to Miho’s presence.
“Go get the fruit now.”
With that, she immediately left the room.
As soon as the sliding door closed, Nachi, who had been hiding nearby, grabbed her from the front and hugged her tightly.
“Ugh…”
Miho immediately felt a jolt of pleasure, like an electric current, coursing through her cells. Normally, Miho wouldn’t react so strongly, but this time she was extraordinary.
Her desire was burning intensely, as if she couldn’t wait for Nachi’s caresses.
Nachi's hand swept up her sweater, lifting her miniskirt to her thighs, exposing her entire breasts and lower abdomen.
Miho's body trembled. A married woman and a teacher, she was being played with like this by one of her students.
And this was happening in her own home, separated only by a sliding door, with her husband and the other woman's father present. The shame was indescribable.
But now, with her breasts and lower abdomen so exposed, the burning lust within her intensified—that was undeniable. The erection of her nipples and the heat and wetness of her genitals showed how much Miho's body craved Nachi's caresses.
Nachi deliberately pulled down his trousers in front of Miho, and she quickly glanced towards the sliding door.
Just as the penis was pulled out, a soft sound came from deep within her throat.
The penis that had driven Miho to madness was still as erect and powerful as it had been the night before.
Unexpectedly, Miho wrapped her arms around Nazhi's neck, her hands caressing Nazhi's thighs while she brought her face close to his, closing her eyes.
"Ah..."
Miho pressed her cheeks very close. The penis should have been immediately inserted into her mouth, but Miho pressed her left cheek against it, then rubbed it with her right cheek, slowly sliding it from her cheeks to her eyes.
This rubbing of her face against the penis was a reaction that Miho had almost lost all reason.
Miho, her brows slightly furrowed and breathing softly, knew all too well how humiliating and depraved it was for her, a teacher and a wife, to do such a thing.
But humiliation or depravity, it fueled her intense desire, which surged forth fiercely.
She gripped the penis tightly, becoming impatient and restless.
"Ah...ah..."
Suppressing the moan that almost escaped her lips, Miho took the entire penis into her mouth.
Like finding an oasis in the desert, she placed the penis deep into her throat, moving it up and down with abandon.
If it weren't for Nazhi's urging, Miho would probably have kept the penis in her mouth for who knows how long
. Miho stood up, straightened her sweater and skirt, and took the plate of fruit from Nazhi's hand, but her eyes still couldn't leave Nazhi's crotch.
"I'll wait for you in the next room,"
Nazhi whispered in her ear, and casually stroked her breasts. Instantly, hot honey gushed out from between Miho's crotch.
Her expression was hazy as she looked at Nazhi and quickly opened the sliding door and went in.
(3)
After walking out of the corridor again, until she returned to Nazhi's room, Miho's mind seemed to be blank.
Entering the living room, Nachi slightly opened the sliding door to the adjacent Japanese-style room, revealing a sliver of light so that one could peek inside. Nachi beckoned to Miho, who walked towards him, holding her breath.
She faced him, but Nachi's wrist wrapped around her waist, pulling her close and kissing her deeply.
Miho placed her hands on Nachi's shoulders, closing her eyes with anticipation.
The two kissed like lovers in the throes of passion.
"Mmm..."
Despite being wary of the slit in the sliding door, Miho focused intently on sucking on Nachi's upper and lower lips, letting out an involuntary moan.
Nachi's tongue slipped into her mouth, their tongues intertwining, their body temperature rising steadily.
Nachi then pressed his lips to her ear, sucking along her earlobe.
"Oh...oh..."
Miho gripped Nachi's hand tightly, afraid of dropping it. Because Nachi's technique had improved so much.
"Hey...please...let's go upstairs..."
Nachi continued to nibble on her other ear. At the same time, her hand reached inside her breasts, kneading them vigorously.
"Ugh...ugh..."
Unable to suppress her moans, she pressed her lips against Nachi's cheek.
"Oh...oh..."
A faint sound came from deep within her throat as she tightly sucked on Nachi's lips.
Not only her mouth, but her mind and body were filled with the flames of desire.
"Ah...ah..."
Miho greedily sucked on Nachi's lips, even making sounds, reaching a state of complete ecstasy.
Their bodies intertwined, and they unknowingly rolled onto the carpet.
Next door, her husband and Nachi's father remained oblivious, playing chess. While aware of what was happening, she still lingered on Nachi's warm lips.
"You're so beautiful...teacher..."
Nachi gazed at Miho with the sincere tone of a high school student.
Miho opened her hazy eyes, her face flushed with embarrassment. She kissed Nachi and hugged him tightly.
As Naji rolled up her sweater to her armpits, her seemingly shy but swollen nipples came into view. Naji gently grasped the lower part of her breast, rubbing the pink nipple and shaking her entire breast.
"Ugh...ugh..."
Miho closed her eyes, her chest heaving with excitement. The gap in the sliding door might have served as an emergency brake for her unrestrained sexual desire, but now it seemed ineffective. The sound of chess pieces being placed next door only added to the stimulation, making his wild game even more exciting.
"Ah...ah..."
Miho tilted her head, biting her teeth to suppress her moans. Naji seemed to be ravaging her breasts, kneading them incessantly and licking them with his tongue. The pleasure flowed like an electric current from her breasts all the way to her toenails. He pulled Naji up her miniskirt to her thighs.
At midday, when the sun was high in the sky, the shocking stimulation of her hairy labia fully exposed filled Miho with both shyness and madness.
Nachi's lips roamed over Miho's vulva and labia.
Miho's vulva overflowed with fluids like a honeyed flower.
Although they had already had intercourse several times last night, the pleasure of having her labia sucked in her own living room, mixed with shame, was even more intense.
Her husband's technique was probably several times better than Nachi's, but the impact of being caressed by a man other than her husband, especially her own student, far surpassed any sexual technique.
"Ah...ah..."
Nachi's tongue probed inside her labia, and Miho's face contorted, emitting a soft moan.
His tongue twisted inside Nachi's hot, wet vulva, Miho's mouth slightly open, her nostrils pointing upwards, her waist arching upwards.
She eagerly craved Nachi's caresses.
"So good!"
Nachi lifted his face, cupping her two prominent breasts in his hands, quietly observing Miho's expression.
He felt incredibly proud that his hands could arouse Miho so much.
“Very good, isn’t it…”
Miho didn’t answer, but instead, she wrapped her arms around Nachi’s neck, lifted her head, and kissed Nachi.
“Hey! Let’s go upstairs.”
Miho could hear noises from next door from time to time, making her uneasy.
“No… Teacher never keeps his promises.”
But Nachi immediately showed a considerate and attentive look and said, “Do as Teacher likes!”
He picked up Miho’s upper body, pulling down his jeans.
Miho frowned nervously, feeling uneasy, while also focusing intently on the incredibly valiant penis in front of her.
She thought of the crack in the sliding door, hesitated for a moment, then immediately pressed the penis against her cheek, rubbing it against the tip of her nose, quickly throwing her reservations to the wind.
“Ah…”
Miho grasped the penis, turned her face slightly, brought her lips to the tip of the penis, and slowly put it into her mouth.
The hot, hard penis rubbed against Miho's mouth, especially when it reached deep into her throat, igniting her desire to its peak.
Her mouth was full of saliva, her labia were oozing with honey-like fluid, and tears welled up in her eyes with excitement.
She sucked on the penis violently, twisting it intensely in her mouth two, three, five, six times.
If this continued, she feared she would lose control of her emotions. Thinking of this, Miho gently rubbed the penis against her cheeks.
"Teacher, masturbate while you suck it,"
Nachi whispered in Miho's ear as he bent down.
Miho hesitated for a moment, thinking about how wildly she would react if Nachi inserted it into her vagina now. But to suppress her heightened emotions, masturbation was necessary.
She grasped her breasts, her mind burning with desire, the full, swollen breasts feeling incredibly pleasurable to touch.
She stroked her breasts while placing the penis deep in her throat, making soft sounds as the sensation became unbearably pleasurable.
She lifted her miniskirt, touching her lower abdomen, and slipped her other hand's fingers into her vagina. Her already wet labia immediately enveloped her fingers.
Miho, lost in ecstasy, moved her fingers up and down inside, inserting her middle and index fingers side-by-side.
"Teacher…lie here,"
Miho said, her eyes hazy with shyness as she looked at Nachi.
"Go…go to the second floor…"
"I'm just putting it in, I'll do it quietly."
"But…but…"
"Hurry up!"
Nachi commanded forcefully.
Miho's body, burning with desire, lay back down on the bed.
(4)
Looking at Miho's exposed breasts and genitals, Naji pulled down his pants.
Naji gripped her breasts tightly, sucking them alternately, and then licking the hair around her genitals.
Miho's body was filled with waves of pleasure. She had originally tried to suppress her burning desire through masturbation, but it had the opposite effect, making her desire even stronger.
Naji should have inserted his penis into her vagina in one go, but he unexpectedly continued to caress her breasts and labia.
He held Miho's left leg, pushed her thigh outward, and moved his tongue toward her labia, while rubbing the inside of her thigh with his knee.
"Ah...ah..."
Miho groaned involuntarily, lost in the waves of sex.
Nachi's lips licked from the inside of her knee down to the upper edge of her thigh, finishing her right thigh before moving on to her left, and then pressing against the hot, wet entrance of her vulva.
"Ugh...ugh..."
Miho's hands gripped the edge of the bed tightly.
Nachi indeed entered silently, more cautiously and slowly than usual.
As the tip of his penis touched her cervix, Miho's senses reached their peak.
"So hot and wet...teacher..."
Nachi looked at Miho tenderly, Miho's hands wrapped around Nachi's neck, and the two kissed passionately.
The flames of desire overflowing within them needed to be released in other ways.
From the throbbing groin to her lower limbs, even her brain, she was completely intoxicated by the rolling waves of pleasure, almost to the point of numbness.
In fact, even the slightest twist of Nachi's penis, or even just the slightest friction of the hot tip of his penis against her cervix, was enough to make Miho feel as if her skin was melting.
Miho's legs curled around Nachi's waist in a position so explicit that even her husband had never used it during intercourse.
Miho wanted nothing more than to be deeply, tightly, united with that young, throbbing penis, even for just a second.
But at the same time, Miho was also worried about Nachi's movements, especially the increasingly intense and obvious pleasure and sounds they produced; she couldn't keep herself completely silent.
Miho's body was more lustful than she had imagined. Even though Nachi only kept his penis inserted, her juices flowed out like a spring.
And it seemed that Miho was becoming increasingly unable to restrain herself; she began to move her hips up and down almost unconsciously. Nachi responded to her movements, thrusting his own hips.
"Ah..."
"Ah..."
Nachi kissed Miho's lips.
"Ah...oh..." No matter how much Miho tried to suppress her cries, the fluid from her labia, gushing out from under Nachi's erect penis, made a squelching sound, enough to make anyone blush!
Both Miho and Nachi's backs were drenched in sweat, yet they continued their passionate writhing.
"I like you...teacher..."
Nachi pressed his lips against hers again, and Miho, focused solely on the tingling pleasure coursing through her body, quickly responded with her tongue. On
one hand, Miho thought about how she was behaving this way. Not only had yesterday's intercourse in the classroom completely betrayed her husband, but her current actions were even more than that—she had lost all right to be a teacher and a wife, becoming no different from a wild beast.
"Turn around, I want to come from behind."
Although Miho was deeply intoxicated, she desperately tried to maintain a shred of rationality.
“No…no…please…”
“Don’t you want me?”
“But…but…now…”
He forcefully turned Miho around.
“I’m just putting it in.”
Naji’s hands gripped Miho’s buttocks, kneading them forcefully. Miho felt as if her entire back, down to every hair, was engulfed in the flames of lust, excited and unable to extricate herself.
Naji skillfully rubbed his penis between Miho’s mature buttocks, carefully pushing it up and down.
“Ugh…ugh…”
Miho braced herself on her elbows, gritting her teeth to endure, trying not to make a sound.
The different angles at which the tip of his penis entered rekindled a feeling of floating on air for Miho.
Miho was somewhat afraid, but she couldn’t stop now.
Finally, the penis was fully inserted, and Miho’s body was filled with joy and anticipation, her mind filled with the flames of lust.
Naji’s hands embraced her breasts.
He caressed them like he was kneading rubber, and Miho arched her upper body, swaying in rhythm with Naji.
Naji thrust his penis in again.
Miho cried out from deep within her throat as the penis thrust in and out about once a second, igniting the desire within her. Her full thighs trembled uncontrollably.
(5)
Naji hugged Miho's breasts tightly, kissing her ear, neck, and lips.
Miho turned her head, enjoying Naji's tenderness.
"Let's go somewhere else!"
Miho asked Naji in a huff, afraid that she would lose control and make a sound, which would be disastrous.
"I want it like this!"
"!"
"I don't want to be separated from my teacher for even a second."
Although Miho felt the same way, she was really worried. If the penis was still inside her, she could probably crawl like a four-legged animal, she thought to herself.
"Then... let's walk together."
"But... but that's not very likely!"
She hesitated again.
“Sure! It’s okay if you don’t want to, I think it’s fine here too.”
Naji replied leisurely, then began to knead her breasts and kiss her ear.
“Ugh…ha…”
Miho bit her lip to hold back her moans, but if this continued, she feared she would lose control.
“I…let’s go…”
she whispered, slowly taking steps toward the exit. Naji’s hips began to move in sync.
“Ah…ah…”
With each small step, the friction between the tip of his penis and her uterus intensified due to their synchronized movements, and they had to be careful, otherwise the penis might slip out.
This caused the sparks of excitement in her mind to ignite even more intensely.
As she crawled to the exit, her consciousness was almost blurred, especially her reptilian posture, which was quite unbelievable.
She reached the door, looked at the handle, and said, "Wow, I'm afraid that's impossible!"
In fact, because she was using her hands and feet, her jeans were rubbing against them, creating a sensation that was both itchy and tingling.
"Then... let's do it here!"
she said, her body twitching.
"Ugh... no..."
Miho strained her entire body, clenching her penis tightly. Although there was a sliding door between them, if they were actually making love, the neighbors would definitely hear the noise.
"Then... let's go again!"
She looked at the door and finally opened it. Seeing the corridor, Miho shrank back in fear, but to get to the second floor, she had to pass through here.
Miho could only grit her teeth and step into the corridor.
If her husband or Takazuka came out now, it would be terrible. Thinking of this, she felt a surge of tension.
Naturally, Miho quickened her pace, but her excessive anxiety caused even more friction between her and Nachi's penis.
"Ah... ooh..."
The intense friction of his penis against her already wet crotch made Miho almost unable to move.
The pent-up desire within her instantly spread throughout her limbs.
Just as Nazhi was sucking on Miho's ear, Miho, lost in ecstasy, turned her head and sealed his lips with hers.
"Oh... oh..."
Miho moaned involuntarily.
If she didn't stop immediately—though she thought so—a fiery joy and intoxicatingly sweet pleasure made her unwilling to leave Nazhi's embrace for even a moment.
Nazhi's lips finally parted briefly, and he immediately began to twist his waist, rubbing against her cervix.
"Ooh..."
Miho's flushed face contorted, and their lips met again. She could no longer restrain herself. Every inch of her skin seemed to be immersed in sensual pleasure, like a wild horse, an uncontrollable fire of desire driving her almost mad.
“Please…please…”
Miho pleaded with Nachi, her tongue lolling out, her face displaying an ambiguous expression.
Nachi trembled all over. Seeing Miho's growing affection for him, and her current expression, Nachi's love for her deepened, driving him mad.
Nachi tightly embraced Miho's hips, beginning to twist his waist. His penis, pulled upwards, was tightly enveloped in warm nectar, and Miho's tongue delved deeper into Nachi's mouth, making gurgling sounds.
Just as they were about to make a final, powerful thrust, Nakajo's shout came from the Japanese-style room. Miho and Nachi froze instantly.
“Miho…hey…”
They both turned around; it seemed Nakajo had stood up and left the room.
Miho's heart pounded wildly, and cold sweat broke out all over her body.
“Here.”
Unexpectedly, Nachi spoke up. But he immediately used his right hand to open the door to the adjacent bathroom.
Their buttocks pressed tightly together as they stumbled into the restroom, their movements tense as if in a flight.
As soon as the door closed, Naji, still clinging to Miho's buttocks, sat on the toilet seat.
"Ugh..."
Naji murmured, holding Miho's upper body, his arms around her shoulders, kissing her.
Passing through the corridor, they heard the sound of Nakajo's slippers from the direction of the Japanese-style room.
"Hey... Miho's there?"
Naji's voice was close, but Naji's erect penis was deeply embedded in her body, enveloped in the hot, sweet fluid, making the stimulation even more intense.
Especially in this tense atmosphere, her excitement only intensified.
Nakajo walked past the restroom. Naji twisted her hips even more violently.
"Ugh..."
Naji pressed her hands against the wall, her abdomen and chest heaving like surging waves.
Straddling Nachi's legs, her thighs parted wide, and from the base of her thighs, honey-like fluid secreted from her labia seeped, engulfing the penis that was entering and exiting her vagina.
"You're there... Miho..."
Nachi's voice, which seemed to have faded into the distance, suddenly approached the bathroom again. Miho felt as if the area in front of the bathroom was blurry, like twinkling stars.
Click! Click! The sound of knocking on the door woke Miho again.
"Miho... are you in there?"
Nachi finally stopped twisting her waist slightly.
"Hi! I'm here..."
Miho responded in a trembling voice, but Nachi suddenly started twisting again.
"Eh..."
Miho couldn't help but utter a soft sound, her limbs almost numb with excitement.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Hmm?"
Miho shook her head, Nachi's lips pressed against hers, and she couldn't answer Nachi's question.
"Miho..."
Nachi's voice revealed unease, and his tone rose considerably. Nachi twisted her waist while rubbing her bare buttocks.
"Hello?"
The doorknob was pulled open, but it was locked and couldn't be opened. But not answering wasn't an option either.
Mei Cheng forcefully focused her mind, pulled away from Na Zhi's tender lips, and answered the door.
"Hi!"
For a moment, Mei Sui herself didn't know what to say.
"Are you alright?"
"N-nothing..."
Between answers to Nakajo's question, Mei Cheng could vaguely hear the shameful rubbing sounds between her thighs.
And it wasn't just the sound; a strong, obvious pleasure surged within her.
"Excuse me, could you please pour me a cup of tea?"
"Yes! Darling..."
"Then please..."
At this moment, Mei Sui had completely lost her rationality. Na Zhi sucked on her lips, and she swayed her hips in response to his movements.
But her husband was still beside her—though she thought this, the indescribable pleasure made her unable to restrain herself any longer.
Na Zhi began to writhe vigorously. At the same time, he turned on the tap, letting the sound of running water fill the air.
The constantly flowing nectar completely immersed Miho's body in the sweet abyss of pleasure.
(6)
"Ah...ah..."
Just as the two reached their climax, Miho couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
As Nachi's penis withdrew, her knees gave way, and she couldn't even stand.
She had finally reached her climax—completely betraying her husband. She had actually engaged in sexual intercourse right in front of him, separated only by a door.
Miho sat on the toilet seat, staring blankly at Nachi's penis.
Miho's eyes narrowed as she looked.
"Do as you please… teacher. My body belongs entirely to you."
Miho took a deep breath and reached out to touch Nachi's penis. Nachi's words had reignited her already climaxed body.
Miho stared at the penis, almost mesmerized. The penis, wet with the nectar of Miho's body, was swollen and erect.
And this penis didn't belong to anyone else; it was hers.
A strange surge of emotion and feeling welled up within her. Miho narrowed her eyes and licked the base of Nachi's penis.
Miho's lips trembled.
"Ugh… ugh…"
Miho licked the entire penis passionately, then deeply inserted it into her mouth.
Nachi's penis remained as hard as steel, rubbing against Miho's palate and throat, making her feel as if she couldn't live without it.
Miho carefully licked and kissed the shaft, seemingly savoring its taste.
"Whenever Teacher wants it, I can give it to you!"
Nachi pulled out his penis and turned Miho around. He lifted her miniskirt high, grabbing her round, white buttocks, making Miho tremble.
"Whose butt is this?"
Miho didn't answer.
"Don't make me say what I already know."
Miho said stubbornly.
"No! You have to tell me, then I'll let you go!"
Then he rubbed it hard.
Miho turned back, looking at Nachi with hazy eyes.
"It's already yours!"
she said, biting her lip.
"Put your feet over there."
Nachi pointed to the bench.
"How can you do this here!"
"It'll be over soon. I just want to keep some evidence to prove that Teacher's buttocks belong to me!"
Miho did as Nachi said. Nachi hugged her buttocks from behind, his penis sliding down between her thighs and stopping in front of her labia.
He touched the indentation of her anus with the tip of his penis.
"Not there."
Miho whispered, trying to stop him.
"It's okay."
Nachi said, suddenly lifting his waist forcefully.
"Ah!"
The unprecedented impact made Miho's body tremble violently.
His penis slowly moved towards the virgin territory of her anus, and Nachi slowly inserted it.
Finally, his entire penis was completely combined with Miho's anus, and Nachi said, "Now, Teacher's buttocks belong to me completely!"
Nachi whispered in Miho's ear, who was already in a daze.

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