Minako, the teacher who enjoys torturing women

Minako, a beautiful woman with a captivating charm, had just graduated from teachers' college. With her long hair and large, watery eyes, she was already the most beautiful girl in her department and had a boyfriend. After a date, Minako gave him her virginity. However, after graduation, her boyfriend went to the United States for further studies, and they were separated for three years without any news. Later, she heard that he had married another woman in the United States. After crying for several weeks, Minako decided to break free from the shackles of her relationship and devote herself to education.

This was a very important day for Minako, because starting today, she would be going to teach at the assigned Jubanya Junior High School. After washing and getting ready, Minako took the tram to the school. She would be teaching classical Chinese and also serving as a homeroom teacher for one class. Her students all seemed healthy and cheerful, and Minako was confident that she could teach the class very well. Minako was particularly concerned about a boy in her class named Masaki. When she was going through the student files, she was shocked when she saw Masaki's photo because he had been involved in a scandal a year ago... Minako noticed the striking resemblance between Masaki and her younger brother who had died in a car accident. She looked into Masaki's background and discovered that his mother had died when he was young, and his father was a sailor who was rarely home. Masaki lived alone in Tokyo. Because of this, Minako took extra care of him, treating him like her own brother. Masaki often came to her for help with questions or to confide in her about his troubles. After one midterm exam, Minako noticed that Masaki's grades had slipped, especially his classical Chinese score, so she called him in.

"Masaki, your grades have dropped. This can't go on!"

"I'm sorry, teacher, but I'm really bad at classical Chinese," Masaki replied, head bowed.

"How about this? From now on, come to my house after school, and I'll tutor you."

"Then...can you cook for me, teacher?"

"Yes...of course, no problem."

"Yay! Lucky! I can eat a meal cooked by my teacher! That's wonderful!"

Masaki skipped off happily...

The next day after school, Minako took Masaki home.

"Masaki, you study here for a while, I'll cook for you."

Minako went to the kitchen to cook, but while she was cooking, she felt a strong gaze on her. She turned around abruptly and saw Masaki intently reading. Minako thought to herself, "I'm probably just being paranoid." After dinner, Minako began teaching Masaki classical Chinese. As she taught, she looked up at the clock and it was already past nine.

"Masaki, it's getting late, you should go home!"

"But... teacher, I still don't understand this part. How about this, teacher, can I stay here tonight?"

"Oh? I do have an extra room, but your family will worry!"

"It's alright, teacher, I live alone, it doesn't matter whether I go back or not." Only then did Minako suddenly remember that Masaki's mother had passed away and his father was away from home for many years.

“Well… okay, I'll teach you one more bit. After you take a shower, you can sleep in that room over there!”

“Thank you, teacher.”

After Minako finished teaching Masaki, she waited for him to finish showering before going into the bathroom to rinse herself off. While showering, she suddenly felt someone moving in the changing room outside. Minako called out,

“Who’s there?” She opened the door and saw no one, but her underwear, which she had just taken off, seemed to have been rummaged through.

(I’m probably too tired today, that’s why I’m a little neurotic…) After showering, Minako covered Masaki with a blanket, said “Goodnight,” and went back to her room to sleep. While sleeping, she suddenly dreamed of her ex-boyfriend, Hiroji.

He was holding Minako, gently biting her sensitive earlobe, and his hand was reaching towards her genitals.

“Ah… Hiroji… there… no…”

Minako turned around and was shocked to find that the person behind her wasn’t Hiroji, but Masaki. She woke up with a start. Minako looked around. It was just a dream. She touched her panties and found them soaked with the nectar secreted from her labia…

(Ugh, how did I become so lewd? Not only did I dream about having sex with my student, but my panties are wet too.) The more Minako thought about it, the more her hands moved. One hand untied her sheer nightgown, revealing her beautiful, firm breasts, which looked as if they were waiting to be touched. Minako grasped her full breasts from below and gently caressed them. Just this caused a sweet pleasure to surge through her body, and at the same time, she felt a desire to continue caressing her breasts.

(Ah… what’s wrong with me… my body is acting so strange…) Minako’s mind was almost unable to think. Even though she knew this was wrong, her fingers still began to flick her nipples. In that instant, a strong sensation of stimulation rushed into her brain.

(Ah...so good...) Minako rubbed her breasts more intensely, while the itching sensation in her lower body grew stronger. Involuntarily, her right hand, which had been grasping her breasts, slid down to her crotch, removing her panties which were now an obstacle. She began to slowly rub her wet vulva with her fingers.

"Ugh..."

Hearing herself moan with pleasure, Minako regained a little clarity.

(Ah...I can't do this...Masaki is sleeping next door...) But Minako's sensitive and voluptuous body, deprived of male caresses for years, was now unsatisfied; once ignited, its desire was hard to extinguish.

Minako bent her fingers, stimulating her sensitive clitoris; at this point, she couldn't stop.

(Ah…I can’t take it anymore…) Minako was completely lost in the vortex of lust. She eventually rolled over, arching her round, firm buttocks, grasping her full breasts with one hand, moaning dreamily as she played with her nipples, rubbing them between her fingers. Her breathing became more rapid, and her brows furrowed. Her whole body trembled in pursuit of pleasure, the internal sensations replacing her mental thoughts. She rubbed her middle finger against her vulva, slowly inserting it into her wet, fleshy opening.

“Oh…ah…”

The sweet impact made her body tremble, involuntarily arching her back. Uncontrollable lust took control of Minako’s body.

Although she knew she shouldn’t do this, she still used her other finger to caress her clitoris. The finger inserted into her opening first rotated inside, then moved in and out, finally inserting two fingers and stirring them deeply and shallowly, just like when Hiroji had played with Minako from behind. Minako, her buttocks raised high, closed her eyes, and immediately the image of Hiroji's strong body appeared in her mind. The pleasure and happiness he brought her when his thick penis penetrated her from behind seemed to return to her body.

"Ugh... ugh... Hiroji... I can't take it anymore... um... um... I'm going to cum... ah... ahhhhhh" Calling out her lover's name, Minako finally reached her climax. Her vaginal opening spasmed as if it would crush her fingers, her whole body began to tremble, and she gushed out a large amount of nectar. Minako thus fell asleep at the peak of pleasure.

The next morning, Minako woke up and found her body sticky from the previous night's masturbation. She quickly took another shower before Masaki woke up, and then shook Masaki awake.

"Masaki! Wake up! You'll be late if you don't get up soon."

"Ugh... Ah! Good morning, teacher. Oh, right, I slept at your house yesterday..."

"Hurry up and eat breakfast before you go to school, or you'll be late!" Masaki finished the breakfast Minako had cooked and went to school with her.

During lunch break, Masaki ran to find Minako.

"Teacher, teacher, I have some photos to show you!"

Masaki, as the president of the photography club, had a deep interest in photography. In the club's classroom at school, he often used the darkroom equipment to develop photos and then showed them to Minako. Although Minako didn't understand photography, she often looked at Masaki's work and offered encouragement.

"Okay! What's this time?"

"Teacher, look!"

Masaki spread the photo album in front of Minako. Minako gasped softly, then quickly looked around.

Because it was lunch break, most of the teachers were sleeping, and no one heard her.

"This...this...when was this...?"

The photo showed a mature woman, almost naked, wearing only a thin, open nightgown. One hand was caressing her breast, while the other was inside her underwear, wriggling. Another photo showed a woman with rounded buttocks, her fingers passionately thrusting in and out of her vagina, her face filled with lewdness. The woman in the photo was none other than Minako herself!

Minako slammed the photo album shut, holding it in one hand and pulling Masaki along the corridor.

Once they were in a quieter spot, Minako blushed and muttered,

"You…how could you do this to your teacher!"

"Oh? It's your fault, teacher! Last night, I was half asleep when I heard strange noises coming from your room, so I went to check and ended up taking some interesting pictures. Here, you can have these photos. If you want the negatives, come to my house tonight!"

Masaki said before walking away. Minako wanted to throw the photos away, but worried about being seen, so she hid them in her bag. All afternoon, Minako was preoccupied with the photos, her mind wandering, even mispronouncing several words in class.

Finally, school was over. Minako looked up Masaki's address and took the tram. When she arrived at the address, she found it to be a rather grand detached house. It seemed Masaki's father, a sailor, was quite wealthy.

With a heavy heart, Minako rang the doorbell

. "Ding-dong!" came the reply. "Who is it?" Masaki answered.

"Ah! Teacher! Please come in, please come in."

Minako followed Masaki into the living room. Masaki said,

"Teacher probably hasn't had dinner yet! How about we eat together?"

Minako thought it was a good idea and ate dinner with Masaki. After dinner, the two sat down in the living room. Minako mustered her courage.

"Masaki, I've done as you asked. Can I have the negatives back?"

"Hmph... Sure, but you have to grant me one request."

"Wh...what request?" Minako asked anxiously.

"Last night, when you masturbated, I didn't see it clearly. Now, masturbate again for me so I can see it more clearly."

"What! How can I, as your teacher, do that!"

"Whatever you want, or would you rather have a picture of yourself masturbating posted on the bulletin board for everyone to see?"

Minako struggled internally for a moment before finally making up her mind.

“Okay… alright! But you have to give me back the negatives!”

“No problem!” Masaki readily agreed.

Minako stood up, her hands trembling as she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled open her clothes. Her snow-white breasts immediately sprang out, exposed to Masaki's eyes. The ripe fruit, accentuated by the white lace bra, appeared even fuller. Masaki could hardly breathe, staring intently.

(The breasts of the beautiful female teacher who usually stands on the podium are now right in front of me…)

Minako was so ashamed she almost wanted to dig a hole and disappear. Under Masaki's lewd gaze, she instinctively clutched her breasts, a sight that only increased Masaki's excitement. Masaki suppressed the urge to rush forward and gave the order.

“Hey! What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and take off your skirt.”

Seeing Minako still hesitating, Masaki deliberately used a fierce voice to intimidate her.

"Hurry up!!!..."

"Waaah..."

Minako almost cried, so she unbuttoned her skirt, which fell to the ground, revealing her snow-white and voluptuous body to Masaki. Masaki swallowed hard and gave the order.

"Alright, come here now."

Minako's mind went blank, and she walked to Masaki and sat down as if in a daze.

Masaki grabbed Minako's legs and forcefully spread them apart.

"Ah!..."

Minako screamed, her upper body falling onto the sofa, desperately trying to squeeze her legs together.

"Teacher, don't you want those photos back?"

Hearing this, Minako's resistance vanished instantly. Between her full thighs, a snow-white panty could be seen, and the dark pubic hair could be vaguely seen inside.

"Alright, start masturbating!"

Minako's face turned bright red. This shameful thing was something she could only do secretly at home, and now she had to do such an embarrassing thing in front of her student. She'd rather be dead.

Although she had agreed earlier, she couldn't overcome her shame when it came to actually doing it.

"Masaki, please spare me..."

"Teacher, it's come to this, do you think I'll stop?"

Minako gently closed her long-lashed eyes.

(Ah...it's all my fault, this is God's punishment for me...)

After convincing herself this, Minako placed her hands on her chest and began to gently massage her breasts.

"Teacher, be serious, or I won't give you back the photos if you don't satisfy me."

Minako was forced into a dilemma.

She supported her upper body with her left hand on the sofa and gently massaged her breasts with her right hand. Her breasts were more developed than average, and one hand couldn't completely cover them. Minako pinched her pink nipples with her fingers, gently massaging and flicking them.

Undoubtedly, this was a technique Minako used when she was alone. As she continued to massage her breasts, she experienced pleasure from within. Minako's body's sensitivity was something even she found frightening.

“Hehe… Teacher seems to be getting sexy, her nipples are getting bigger.”

Minako couldn’t refute it, because she herself could feel her nipples hardening, and the sexiness was becoming more and more intense. Under the stimulation of sexiness, she even had the urge to immediately reach down to her already itchy genitals.

“It’s about time to start working on down there.”

Masaki seemed to see through Minako’s thoughts and coldly commanded.

Minako hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved her right hand to her genitals. Her legs were still held in Masaki’s hands, and with her genitals completely exposed, Masaki’s lewd eyes were fixed on Minako’s legs. However, the desire for a stronger sexiness overcame her shame.

Minako slowly stroked her sensitive clitoris through her panties. With the friction of her fingers, her inner thighs throbbed.

A pleasure that Minako herself could hardly believe came from her genitals, a feeling that terrified her.

(If this continues, what will I become….) Minako’s fingers stroked up and down her petals, while her left hand kneaded her breasts.

(Ah… what’s wrong with me? How could I do something so shameful in front of my students, and become so sensitive? Am I… am I an exhibitionist?)

Contrary to Minako’s will, her body grew hotter and hotter, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

Minako gradually entered her own world…

Before Masaki could give any command, Minako’s hand went inside her panties and touched her clitoris. The honey-like fluid secreted from her vagina soaked the panties.

(Such a noble teacher, so she’s quite lewd after all.)

Masaki grinned lewdly, grabbed the panties, and pulled them up forcefully.

“Ah!…”

Minako couldn’t help but scream, her back arching.

“No!… Ah!… You can’t do this!…”

The intense stimulation made Minako scream ecstatically.

Masaki’s grip on the panties tightened and loosened, constantly rubbing the flesh between her labia.

“Hehe, now take off that thing that’s in the way, and you can do whatever you want!”

Masaki pulled the panties off Minako’s feet, and now Minako was completely naked. Minako's private parts were completely exposed to Masaki's gaze, his burning eyes fixed on the base of her thighs.

For some reason, Minako felt a sense of liberation; she boldly spread her legs further apart, provocatively wiggling her hips.

Suppressed sexual desire was released all at once. Minako rotated her nipples more forcefully, rubbing her labia with her fingers.

At this moment, her thick pubic hair clung to her mons pubis due to the abundant flow of vaginal fluid. Her slightly parted labia revealed a deep red mucous membrane. Her snow-white middle finger rubbed the labia around her vulva, while the other fingers gently pressed on her clitoris.

Her healthy, beautiful thighs convulsed incessantly. Minako occasionally lifted her hips, swaying left and right, sometimes clamping her legs together and rubbing them against each other, a wanton expression on her face.

As Minako's pleasure intensified, the fingers thrusting in and out of her vagina became more intense and deeper. Finally, amidst wanton moans, Minako reached the peak of pleasure, her snow-white body suddenly straightening, trembling all over, while she frantically shook her head, and a large amount of fluid gushed from her vagina.

Minako collapsed onto the sofa, her limp body rising and falling with her breath.

After a long while, Minako struggled to open her eyes, realizing the tape was being filmed, and cried out in surprise.

"Ah! You... what are you doing!"

Masaki smiled strangely, then took out the tape, casually put it in the drawer, and locked it.

Minako covered her full breasts with one hand and her crotch with the other, both anxious and angry.

"You... how could you be so cruel..."

"Oh dear! Teacher's masturbation is so intense! And it seems like you came very quickly."

Minako's face immediately turned red.

(Indeed, I reached orgasm faster than usual today, and it felt better than ever. What's wrong with me? Is it because Masaki was watching?)

"This videotape of yours will definitely fetch a good price,"

Minako thought anxiously, snapping out of her reverie.

(Is Masaki going to blackmail me? But I don't have much money, and I can't ask my parents for it. What should I do?)

Masaki seemed to read Minako's mind and smiled.

"Don't worry, I won't blackmail you, teacher. You just have to behave tonight."

Minako glanced at Masaki suspiciously, a sense of unease creeping in. But Masaki had photos and a videotape of her masturbating. If they were made public, no one would believe she was forced. She had no choice but to keep quiet for now.

"Okay... fine... I'll do as you say."

Masaki grinned wickedly.

"Hehe... come on, put your hands behind your back first."

Minako had no choice but to comply. At that moment, Masaki produced a rope from somewhere and quickly wrapped it around Minako's wrists, tying it securely.

Minako was terrified, twisting her naked body and struggling.

"What...what are you doing? Don't tie me up!"

"Hehe...this is to prevent the teacher from being naughty and disobedient!"

"I...I'll be very good, so...so please don't do this!"

Minako continued to struggle.

"Hmph! You'll be very good? You've been so disobedient from the start, no way! I'll punish you!"

Masaki lifted Minako onto a carpet covered with newspapers, forcing her to kneel, and pressed her upper body down onto the living room table, creating an obscene position with her anus and vulva completely exposed.

Masaki took out a glass syringe several times larger than a regular syringe, filled with a clear liquid, and waved it in front of Minako's eyes.

Although Minako didn't know what it was, she instinctively felt it couldn't be anything good, and thus a look of fear appeared in her eyes.

“Hehe, this is an enema syringe. I heard it’s most effective for dealing with disobedient women. Do you know what an enema is?”

Minako shook her head reluctantly, indicating she didn’t know.

To incite Minako’s shame, Masaki deliberately explained in detail.

“I’m going to insert the head of this enema syringe into your anus in a moment, and then slowly inject the glycerin solution inside into your body. Then, a wonderful effect will occur. Just wait and see!”

“How could this be… This is too much… Spare me!”

Minako shook her buttocks in resistance.

But Masaki ignored her, holding down Minako’s buttocks with one hand and inserting the glass head into her anus with the other.

“Don’t move. If the glass head breaks inside, it won’t be so easy to get it out.”

Hearing this, Minako obediently dared not move anymore. So Masaki slowly pushed the handle of the enema syringe, injecting the glycerin solution.

Minako let out a mournful “Ugh!” feeling the cool liquid enter her abdomen, spreading throughout her stomach, making her feel nauseous. After Masaki finished injecting, he pulled out the enema syringe.

“Since this is your first time, I’ll give you special treatment. I’ll only inject 200cc, and I’ll even throw in a plug.”

Masaki said, inserting a plastic plug, wider at both ends and narrower in the middle, into Minako’s anus. Then he sat down beside her and waited.

At this moment, the coolness in Minako’s abdomen gradually disappeared, replaced by a burning sensation. This burning sensation then turned into a strong urge to defecate, impacting Minako’s internal organs and anus, causing her to let out intermittent moans.

“Ah…ah…uh…it hurts…”

Minako endured wave after wave of the urge to defecate, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, her face turning pale, and her waist beginning to tremble slightly.

Fortunately, the plug was in place; otherwise, she would have already excreted.

Masaki knew the glycerin solution had worked and asked with a grin.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

"Ah...ah...please...please let me...let me go to the restroom..."

"Restroom? What does the teacher need to do in the restroom? How am I supposed to know what to do if you don't explain clearly?"

Masaki deliberately made things difficult for Minako.

Minako was almost at her breaking point, all her strength concentrated on that one point, her legs trembling uncontrollably.

But… how could she say something so shameful…?

“Teacher, do you need to poop?” Masaki coaxed Minako, who nodded frantically.

“Yes… what is it? I can’t hear you!”

“Ugh… please… please let me poop!”

“Oh, good, honest. But, not yet.”

“Wh… what…?”

“Teacher will read what’s written on this sheet, and after you’re done, I’ll let you go to the toilet.”

Masaki took out a sheet and placed it in front of Minako, along with a tape recorder.

Minako almost fainted when she saw the contents of the sheet. But her strength was almost gone, and she didn’t want to lose her last bit of dignity, so she had no choice but to comply.

“I…Aino Minako…am a lewd female teacher…I love being tied up and tortured…I also love having enemas given to me and having my vagina and anus played with…I’m also an exhibitionist…so I must be punished…I swear from today onwards…to become Master Masaki’s sex slave…I will obey Master’s orders in everything…I will happily accept any punishment Master inflicts…Please, Master, torture me as much as you like!…”

Minako, suppressing her shame, finished reciting this slave declaration. Masaki laughed.

“Good girl, Teacher, don’t forget what you said today. Now I’ll give you a reward.”

Masaki said, taking a basin from under the table and placing it under Minako’s buttocks.

“Alright, you can poop here!”

“Why is this? It’s not what we agreed on…”

“Stop arguing! I told you to poop, so poop!”

Masaki roughly pulled out the plug from Minako’s anus. Minako, who had been holding back her urge to poop for so long, could no longer hold back and gushed out like a torrent.

Like rain, excrement dripped into the basin. After Minako finished, Masaki deliberately pinched his nose.

"Ugh, Teacher's poop is so much, it smells so bad!"

Poor Minako, utterly exhausted, collapsed onto the table, sobbing uncontrollably.

But strangely, at the moment of excretion, Minako felt a strange sense of liberation, reaching her uterus, giving her the illusion of reaching orgasm and releasing her pent-up desire. The tingling sensation throughout her body during the enema was something she had never experienced before.

Masaki picked up Minako and took her to the bathroom, carefully washing her genitals and thighs.

He then brought her back to the living room, tying her legs open and face up to the table. Minako offered no resistance, letting Masaki do as he pleased.

Masaki looked at her already contracted anus, which was twitching slightly. He pressed his finger against it, easily penetrating her anus.

Minako awoke from her daze, feeling the strange touch, and looked down.

"What...what are you doing!"

"Hehe...Teacher's anus is so soft..."

Masaki touched the tender flesh inside her anus with one finger, enjoying the heat that melted his finger and the tightness that almost snapped it in two. He also stroked the intestinal wall and massaged the protruding part inside. Sensitive Minako clearly felt Masaki's knuckles stirring inside her anus, giving her the illusion of continuous defecation.

Masaki touched a spot, and Minako's naked body suddenly trembled, her spread legs twitching restlessly with the rope.

Masaki knew he had found Minako's most sensitive area, and deliberately stimulated it with his fingertips, even inserting two fingers into her vagina and playing with them, while stimulating her clitoris with his thumb.

Sure enough, the woman's body undulated with the rhythm of Masaki's fingers, sometimes even twisting her buttocks in response.

Minako was utterly mortified. She never dreamed that her supposedly filthy excretory organs would be touched by someone, and so carefully and skillfully at that. Even more shameful was the fact that her body was aroused.

(Ah… my anus is being played with, and I feel this way… am I a pervert…?)

Unfortunately, her body betrayed her. A seductive moan escaped Minako's lips, and her vagina began to wet again. Noticing this, Masaki chuckled.

“Oh dear, teacher, you're such a pervert! Look, you're all wet down there!”

Minako blushed crimson, unable to answer.

“What a pity, I can't let you enjoy yourself too much. I was having so much fun I almost forgot I had important business to attend to.”

Masaki said, pulling his finger out of the room and retrieving several items.

Minako looked up and saw a men's razor and shaving cream, along with a pair of scissors.

“Teacher’s pubic hair is too much and too messy, that’s why you’re so lewd. I’m going to shave it off now, so everyone will know that you’re my slave.”

“No!…Please…stop…” Minako shook her head desperately.

Masaki ignored Minako’s pleas, used scissors to cut Minako’s pubic hair short, and then applied shaving cream to the remaining part.

“Teacher, don’t move, or you’ll bleed.”

Minako bit her lips tightly, desperately enduring the itchy feeling of the razor scraping against her mons pubis. After finally finishing shaving, Minako’s vagina was flooded again.

Masaki gently stroked her shaved mons pubis with his hand.

A strange, but comfortable pleasure came from Minako’s lower body, making her feel as if she were burning with desire.

“Teacher is so lewd, you’re already so wet. I have no choice, I’ll help you take care of it!”

Masaki took out a cloth and blindfolded Minako. Then, using her index and middle fingers, she slowly parted the already moist petals.

At this moment, a moist, glistening, bright red fleshy opening was revealed, with white nectar overflowing.

"Ah...no...no...uh!!!"

Minako tried to resist, but stopped halfway through her sentence.

"Uh..."

It turned out that Masaki had thrust his penis into Minako's opening with a soft "plop," feeling a warm sensation enveloping his penis, as if it were melting him.

Minako bit her lower lip, letting out a moan, the beautiful teacher tilting her head back, her body writhing upwards. The intense, burning sensation of penetration made Minako lose herself, letting out wanton cries.

"Uh...uh...mmm...mmm..."

After deeply inserting his penis, Masaki's lips pressed down, his tongue slipping into her mouth.

Masaki wrapped his tongue around hers, then sucked fiercely. Minako felt as if her tongue was about to break, while his deeply inserted penis slowly withdrew.

"Ah...no..."

Minako had completely abandoned any sense of shame, arching her lower abdomen as if chasing after the withdrawn penis.

Masaki thrust in deeply again.

A strong electric current seemed to rush to the top of her head, and Minako let out a sobbing moan.

The penis began to thrust violently again, and Minako almost lost her voice, her mouth open, her jaw trembling slightly, clear saliva glistening between her red lips.

Masaki's hands were not idle either, constantly teasing Minako's already hardened nipples and elastic breasts.

Because she couldn't see, Minako's senses were completely focused on the area being touched by Masaki, making the sensations even more intense. Simultaneously, the inability to move her body at will generated a strange excitement within her. She even deliberately twisted her body, causing the rope to sink deeper. At this moment, Minako had become a beast driven by lust.

"Ugh...ah...good...right there...a little harder...ah..."

The intense pleasure drove Masaki to thrust with all his might.

Every movement of Masaki deeply struck Minako's uterus, bringing her to the peak of desire.

"Ah...I can't take it anymore...Masaki...I'm going to cum..."

Minako gritted her teeth, twisting her hips even more forcefully.

"Me too...Teacher is so amazing...so tight..."

Minako suddenly thrust her hips forward forcefully, clenching her vaginal muscles, her waist trembling, while letting out cries of pleasure.

"Mmm...mmm...ah!..."

Masaki sensed from Minako's twitching vagina that she had reached her climax, and with a final thrust, he ejaculated. Even

after he had completely ejaculated, Minako's vagina still clung to his penis, as if wanting him to hold on tightly until every last drop was left...

Masaki collapsed onto Minako's soft body, panting, and removed the blindfold from her eyes.

Minako's face was flushed, her long eyelashes fluttering, enjoying the afterglow of her climax. Masaki kissed Minako.

"Teacher, it's not over yet, let's continue enjoying ourselves!"

With that, he untied Minako's bonds, leaving only his hands. Then he carried Minako into the bedroom and began another game.

Minako, a beautiful woman with a captivating charm, had just graduated from teachers' college. With her long hair and large, watery eyes, she was already the most beautiful girl in her department and had a boyfriend. After a date, Minako gave him her virginity. However, after graduation, her boyfriend went to the United States for further studies, and they were separated for three years without any news. Later, she heard that he had married another woman in the United States. After crying for several weeks, Minako decided to break free from the shackles of her relationship and devote herself to education.

This was a very important day for Minako, because starting today, she would be going to teach at the assigned Jubanya Junior High School. After washing and getting ready, Minako took the tram to the school. She would be teaching classical Chinese and also serving as a homeroom teacher for one class. Her students all seemed healthy and cheerful, and Minako was confident that she could teach the class very well. Minako was particularly concerned about a boy in her class named Masaki. When she was going through the student files, she was shocked when she saw Masaki's photo because he had been involved in a scandal a year ago... Minako noticed the striking resemblance between Masaki and her younger brother who had died in a car accident. She looked into Masaki's background and discovered that his mother had died when he was young, and his father was a sailor who was rarely home. Masaki lived alone in Tokyo. Because of this, Minako took extra care of him, treating him like her own brother. Masaki often came to her for help with questions or to confide in her about his troubles. After one midterm exam, Minako noticed that Masaki's grades had slipped, especially his classical Chinese score, so she called him in.

"Masaki, your grades have dropped. This can't go on!"

"I'm sorry, teacher, but I'm really bad at classical Chinese," Masaki replied, head bowed.

"How about this? From now on, come to my house after school, and I'll tutor you."

"Then...can you cook for me, teacher?"

"Yes...of course, no problem."

"Yay! Lucky! I can eat a meal cooked by my teacher! That's wonderful!"

Masaki skipped off happily...

The next day after school, Minako took Masaki home.

"Masaki, you study here for a while, I'll cook for you."

Minako went to the kitchen to cook, but while she was cooking, she felt a strong gaze on her. She turned around abruptly and saw Masaki intently reading. Minako thought to herself, "I'm probably just being paranoid." After dinner, Minako began teaching Masaki classical Chinese. As she taught, she looked up at the clock and it was already past nine.

"Masaki, it's getting late, you should go home!"

"But... teacher, I still don't understand this part. How about this, teacher, can I stay here tonight?"

"Oh? I do have an extra room, but your family will worry!"

"It's alright, teacher, I live alone, it doesn't matter whether I go back or not." Only then did Minako suddenly remember that Masaki's mother had passed away and his father was away from home for many years.

“Well… okay, I'll teach you one more bit. After you take a shower, you can sleep in that room over there!”

“Thank you, teacher.”

After Minako finished teaching Masaki, she waited for him to finish showering before going into the bathroom to rinse herself off. While showering, she suddenly felt someone moving in the changing room outside. Minako called out,

“Who’s there?” She opened the door and saw no one, but her underwear, which she had just taken off, seemed to have been rummaged through.

(I’m probably too tired today, that’s why I’m a little neurotic…) After showering, Minako covered Masaki with a blanket, said “Goodnight,” and went back to her room to sleep. While sleeping, she suddenly dreamed of her ex-boyfriend, Hiroji.

He was holding Minako, gently biting her sensitive earlobe, and his hand was reaching towards her genitals.

“Ah… Hiroji… there… no…”

Minako turned around and was shocked to find that the person behind her wasn’t Hiroji, but Masaki. She woke up with a start. Minako looked around. It was just a dream. She touched her panties and found them soaked with the nectar secreted from her labia…

(Ugh, how did I become so lewd? Not only did I dream about having sex with my student, but my panties are wet too.) The more Minako thought about it, the more her hands moved. One hand untied her sheer nightgown, revealing her beautiful, firm breasts, which looked as if they were waiting to be touched. Minako grasped her full breasts from below and gently caressed them. Just this caused a sweet pleasure to surge through her body, and at the same time, she felt a desire to continue caressing her breasts.

(Ah… what’s wrong with me… my body is acting so strange…) Minako’s mind was almost unable to think. Even though she knew this was wrong, her fingers still began to flick her nipples. In that instant, a strong sensation of stimulation rushed into her brain.

(Ah...so good...) Minako rubbed her breasts more intensely, while the itching sensation in her lower body grew stronger. Involuntarily, her right hand, which had been grasping her breasts, slid down to her crotch, removing her panties which were now an obstacle. She began to slowly rub her wet vulva with her fingers.

"Ugh..."

Hearing herself moan with pleasure, Minako regained a little clarity.

(Ah...I can't do this...Masaki is sleeping next door...) But Minako's sensitive and voluptuous body, deprived of male caresses for years, was now unsatisfied; once ignited, its desire was hard to extinguish.

Minako bent her fingers, stimulating her sensitive clitoris; at this point, she couldn't stop.

(Ah…I can’t take it anymore…) Minako was completely lost in the vortex of lust. She eventually rolled over, arching her round, firm buttocks, grasping her full breasts with one hand, moaning dreamily as she played with her nipples, rubbing them between her fingers. Her breathing became more rapid, and her brows furrowed. Her whole body trembled in pursuit of pleasure, the internal sensations replacing her mental thoughts. She rubbed her middle finger against her vulva, slowly inserting it into her wet, fleshy opening.

“Oh…ah…”

The sweet impact made her body tremble, involuntarily arching her back. Uncontrollable lust took control of Minako’s body.

Although she knew she shouldn’t do this, she still used her other finger to caress her clitoris. The finger inserted into her opening first rotated inside, then moved in and out, finally inserting two fingers and stirring them deeply and shallowly, just like when Hiroji had played with Minako from behind. Minako, her buttocks raised high, closed her eyes, and immediately the image of Hiroji's strong body appeared in her mind. The pleasure and happiness he brought her when his thick penis penetrated her from behind seemed to return to her body.

"Ugh... ugh... Hiroji... I can't take it anymore... um... um... I'm going to cum... ah... ahhhhhh" Calling out her lover's name, Minako finally reached her climax. Her vaginal opening spasmed as if it would crush her fingers, her whole body began to tremble, and she gushed out a large amount of nectar. Minako thus fell asleep at the peak of pleasure.

The next morning, Minako woke up and found her body sticky from the previous night's masturbation. She quickly took another shower before Masaki woke up, and then shook Masaki awake.

"Masaki! Wake up! You'll be late if you don't get up soon."

"Ugh... Ah! Good morning, teacher. Oh, right, I slept at your house yesterday..."

"Hurry up and eat breakfast before you go to school, or you'll be late!" Masaki finished the breakfast Minako had cooked and went to school with her.

During lunch break, Masaki came to find Minako.

"Teacher, teacher, I have some photos to show you!"

As the president of the photography club, Masaki had a strong interest in photography. There was a club room at school where he often used the darkroom equipment to develop photos and then showed them to Minako. Although Minako didn't know anything about photography, she often looked at Masaki's work and gave him encouragement.

"Okay! What is it this time?"

"Teacher, look!"

Masaki spread out the photo album in front of Minako. Minako looked at it and exclaimed softly, "Ah!" Then she quickly looked around.

Because it was lunch break, most of the teachers were sleeping, and no one heard her exclamation.

"This...this...when did you...?"

The photo showed a mature woman, almost naked except for a thin, open nightgown. One hand was caressing her breast, while the other was inside her panties, wriggling around. Another photo showed a woman with her round buttocks raised, her fingers passionately thrusting in and out of her vagina, her face contorted in a lewd expression. The woman in the photos was none other than Minako herself!

Minako slammed the photo album shut, holding it in one hand and pulling Masaki along the corridor.

Once they were in a quieter spot, Minako blushed and whispered angrily,

"You...how could you do this to your teacher!"

"Oh? It's my fault! I was half asleep last night when I heard strange noises coming from your room, so I went to check and ended up taking some interesting pictures. You can have these photos; if you want the negatives, come to my house tonight!"

Masaki said and walked away. Minako initially wanted to throw the photo away, but fearing someone might see it, she hid it in her bag. The entire afternoon, Minako was preoccupied with the photo, her mind wandering, even mispronouncing several words in class.

Finally, school ended, and Minako looked up Masaki's address and took the tram. Upon arriving at the address, Minako found it to be a rather grand detached house. It seemed Masaki's father, a sailor, was quite wealthy.

With a nervous heart, Minako rang the doorbell. "Ding-dong!" came the voice

. "Who is it?" Masaki answered.

"Ah! Teacher! Please come in, please come in."

Minako followed Masaki into the living room. Masaki said,

"Teacher, you probably haven't had dinner yet! How about we eat together?"

Minako thought it was a good idea and ate dinner with Masaki. After dinner, the two sat down in the living room, and Minako mustered her courage...

“Masaki, I’ve done as you asked, can I have the negatives back?”

“Hmph… I can, but you have to grant me one request.”

“Wh…what request?” Minako asked anxiously.

“Last night, I didn’t see clearly when you masturbated, so please masturbate again for me so I can see it clearly.”

“What! How can I, as your teacher, do that!”

“Whatever, or would you rather have photos of yourself masturbating posted on the bulletin board for people to admire?”

Minako struggled internally for a moment before finally making up her mind.

“Okay… fine! But you have to give me the negatives back!”

“No problem!” Masaki agreed immediately.

Minako stood up, and with trembling hands, unbuttoned her blouse and pulled open her clothes. Her snow-white breasts immediately sprang out, exposed to Masaki’s eyes. The ripe fruit, set against the white lace bra, appeared even fuller. Masaki could hardly breathe, staring intently.

(The breasts of the beautiful female teacher who usually stands on the podium are now right in front of me...)

Minako was so ashamed she almost wanted to dig a hole and disappear. Under Masaki's lewd gaze, she instinctively clutched her breasts, a sight that only fueled his excitement. Masaki suppressed the urge to rush forward and gave the order.

"Hey! What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and take off your skirt!"

Seeing Minako still hesitating, Masaki deliberately threatened her with a fierce voice.

"Hurry up!!!..."

"Ugh..."

Minako almost cried, and had no choice but to unbutton her skirt. The long skirt immediately fell to the ground, revealing Minako's snow-white and full body completely to Masaki. Masaki swallowed hard and gave the order.

"Alright, now come here."

Minako's mind was blank; she walked to Masaki as if sleepwalking and sat down.

Masaki grabbed Minako's legs and forcefully spread them apart.

"Ah!..."

Minako screamed, her upper body collapsing onto the sofa, desperately trying to squeeze her legs together.

"Teacher, don't you want those photos back?"

Hearing this, Minako's resistance vanished instantly. Between her full thighs, a snow-white panty could be seen, and the dark pubic hair was faintly visible.

"Alright, start masturbating!"

Minako's face flushed crimson. This shameful thing was something she could only do secretly at home; to do it in front of her student now felt like she'd rather be dead.

Although she had agreed earlier, she couldn't overcome her shame when it came to actually doing it.

"Masaki, please spare me..."

“Teacher, it’s come to this, do you think I’ll stop?”

Minako gently closed her long-lashed eyes.

(Ah…it’s all my fault, this is God’s punishment for me…)

After convincing herself this, Minako placed her hands on her chest and began to gently massage her breasts.

“Teacher, be serious, or I won’t give you back the photos.”

Minako was forced into a dilemma.

She supported her upper body with her left hand on the sofa and gently massaged her breasts with her right hand. Her breasts were more developed than average, and one hand couldn’t completely cover them. Minako pinched her pink nipples with her fingers, gently massaging and flicking them.

Undoubtedly, that was a technique Minako used when she was alone. As she continued to massage her breasts, she felt pleasure emanating from her body. Minako’s sensitivity was so intense that even she was afraid of it.

“Hehe…Teacher seems to be getting aroused, her nipples are getting bigger.”

Minako couldn’t refute it, because she could feel her nipples hardening and her arousal growing stronger. Stimulated by the sensuality, she even felt an urge to immediately reach down to her already itchy genitals.

"It's about time to start working on down there,"

Masaki commanded coldly, as if reading Minako's mind.

Minako hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved her right hand to her genitals. With her legs still held in Masaki's hands, and her genitals completely exposed, Masaki's lewd gaze remained fixed between Minako's legs. However, a stronger desire for sensuality overcame her shame.

Minako slowly stroked her sensitive clitoris through her panties. With each touch of her fingers, her thighs throbbed.

A pleasure she herself couldn't believe surged from her genitals, a sensation that terrified her.

(What will become of me if this continues…?) Minako's fingers caressed her vulva, while her left hand kneaded her breasts.

(Ah… what’s wrong with me? How could I do something so shameful in front of my students, and become so sensitive? Am I… am I an exhibitionist?)

Contrary to Minako’s will, her body grew hotter and hotter, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

Minako gradually entered her own world…

Before Masaki could give any command, Minako’s hand went inside her panties and touched her clitoris. The honey-like fluid secreted from her vagina soaked the panties.

(Such a noble teacher, so she’s quite lewd after all.)

Masaki grinned lewdly, grabbed the panties, and pulled them up forcefully.

“Ah!…”

Minako couldn’t help but scream, her back arching.

“No!… Ah!… You can’t do this!…”

The intense stimulation made Minako scream ecstatically.

Masaki’s grip on the panties tightened and loosened, constantly rubbing the flesh between her labia.

“Hehe, now take off that thing that’s in the way, and you can do whatever you want!”

Masaki pulled the panties off Minako’s feet, and now Minako was completely naked. Minako's private parts were completely exposed to Masaki's gaze, his burning eyes fixed on the base of her thighs.

For some reason, Minako felt a sense of liberation; she boldly spread her legs further apart, provocatively wiggling her hips.

Suppressed sexual desire was released all at once. Minako rotated her nipples more forcefully, rubbing her labia with her fingers.

At this moment, her thick pubic hair clung to her mons pubis due to the abundant flow of vaginal fluid. Her slightly parted labia revealed a deep red mucous membrane. Her snow-white middle finger rubbed the labia around her vulva, while the other fingers gently pressed on her clitoris.

Her healthy, beautiful thighs convulsed incessantly. Minako occasionally lifted her hips, swaying left and right, sometimes clamping her legs together and rubbing them against each other, a wanton expression on her face.

As Minako's pleasure intensified, the fingers thrusting in and out of her vagina became more intense and deeper. Finally, amidst wanton moans, Minako reached the peak of pleasure, her snow-white body suddenly straightening, trembling all over, while she frantically shook her head, and a large amount of fluid gushed from her vagina.

Minako collapsed onto the sofa, her limp body rising and falling with her breath.

After a long while, Minako struggled to open her eyes, realizing the tape was being filmed, and cried out in surprise.

"Ah! You... what are you doing!"

Masaki smiled strangely, then took out the tape, casually put it in the drawer, and locked it.

Minako covered her full breasts with one hand and her crotch with the other, both anxious and angry.

"You... how could you be so cruel..."

"Oh dear! Teacher's masturbation is so intense! And it seems like you came very quickly."

Minako's face immediately turned red.

(Indeed, I reached orgasm faster than usual today, and it felt better than ever. What's wrong with me? Is it because Masaki was watching?)

"This videotape of yours will definitely fetch a good price,"

Minako thought anxiously, snapping out of her reverie.

(Is Masaki going to blackmail me? But I don't have much money, and I can't ask my parents for it. What should I do?)

Masaki seemed to read Minako's mind and smiled.

"Don't worry, I won't blackmail you, teacher. You just have to behave tonight."

Minako glanced at Masaki suspiciously, a sense of unease creeping in. But Masaki had photos and a videotape of her masturbating. If they were made public, no one would believe she was forced. She had no choice but to keep quiet for now.

"Okay... fine... I'll do as you say."

Masaki grinned wickedly.

"Hehe... come on, put your hands behind your back first."

Minako had no choice but to comply. At that moment, Masaki produced a rope from somewhere and quickly wrapped it around Minako's wrists, tying it securely.

Minako was terrified, twisting her naked body and struggling.

"What...what are you doing? Don't tie me up!"

"Hehe...this is to prevent the teacher from being naughty and disobedient!"

"I...I'll be very good, so...so please don't do this!"

Minako continued to struggle.

"Hmph! You'll be very good? You've been so disobedient from the start, no way! I'll punish you!"

Masaki lifted Minako onto a carpet covered with newspapers, forcing her to kneel, and pressed her upper body down onto the living room table, creating an obscene position with her anus and vulva completely exposed.

Masaki took out a glass syringe several times larger than a regular syringe, filled with a clear liquid, and waved it in front of Minako's eyes.

Although Minako didn't know what it was, she instinctively felt it couldn't be anything good, and thus a look of fear appeared in her eyes.

"Hehe, this is an enema kit. I heard it's most effective for dealing with disobedient women. Do you know what an enema is?"

Minako shook her head reluctantly, indicating she didn't know.

Masaki, wanting to stir up Minako's shame, deliberately explained in detail.

“I’m going to insert the head of this enema into your anus in a moment, and then slowly inject the glycerin solution inside into your body. Then you’ll see amazing results, just you wait and see!”

“How could this be… This is too much… Please have mercy on me!”

Minako shook her buttocks in protest.

But Masaki ignored her, holding Minako’s buttocks down with one hand and inserting the glass head into her anus with the other.

“Don’t move, if the glass head breaks off inside, it won’t be so easy to get it out.”

Minako obediently stopped moving after hearing this, so Masaki slowly pushed the handle of the enema, injecting the glycerin solution.

Minako let out a miserable “Ugh!” as she felt the cool liquid enter her abdomen, spreading throughout her stomach, making her feel nauseous. After Masaki finished injecting, he pulled out the enema.

“Since this is your first time, I’ll give you special treatment. I’ll only inject 200cc, and I’ll even throw in a plug.”

Masaki said, inserting a plastic plug, wider at both ends and narrower in the middle, into Minako’s anus. Then he sat down beside her and waited.

At this moment, the coolness in Minako’s abdomen gradually disappeared, replaced by a burning sensation. This burning sensation then turned into a strong urge to defecate, impacting Minako’s internal organs and anus, causing her to let out intermittent moans.

“Ah…ah…uh…it hurts…”

Minako endured wave after wave of the urge to defecate, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, her face turning pale, and her waist beginning to tremble slightly.

Fortunately, the plug was in place; otherwise, she would have already excreted.

Masaki knew the glycerin solution had worked and asked with a grin.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

"Ah...ah...please...please let me...let me go to the restroom..."

"Restroom? What do you need to do in the restroom? How am I supposed to know what to do if you don't explain clearly?"

Masaki deliberately made things difficult for Minako.

Minako was almost at her limit, all her strength concentrated on that one point, her legs trembling uncontrollably.

But...how could she say something so embarrassing...?

"Teacher, do you need to poop?" Masaki coaxed Minako, who nodded frantically.

"Yes...what is it? I can't hear you!"

"Ugh...please...please let me poop!"

"Oh, not bad, very honest. But, not yet."

"Wh...what...?"

"Teacher will read what's written on this sheet, and after you finish reading it, I'll let you go to the toilet."

Masaki took out a sheet and placed it in front of Minako, and also placed a tape recorder next to it.

Minako almost fainted after reading the contents of the sheet. However, her physical strength was almost exhausted, and she didn't want to lose her last shred of dignity, so she had no choice but to comply.

"I...Aino Minako...am a lewd female teacher...I love being tied up and tortured...I also love having enemas given to me and having my vagina and anus played with...I'm also an exhibitionist...so I must be punished...I swear from today onwards...to become Master Masaki's sex slave...I will obey Master's orders in everything...I will happily accept any punishment Master inflicts...Please torture me as much as you like, Master!..."

Minako suppressed her shame and finished reciting this slave declaration. Masaki laughed.

"Good girl, Teacher, don't forget what you said today. Now I'll give you a reward."

Masaki said, taking a basin from under the table and placing it under Minako's buttocks.

"Alright, just poop here!"

"Why is this? It's not what we agreed on..."

"Stop nagging! I told you to poop, so poop!"

Masaki roughly pulled the plug out of Minako's anus. Minako, who had been holding back her poop for so long, could no longer hold back and gushed out like a torrent.

The excrement dripped into the basin like rain. After Minako finished, Masaki deliberately pinched his nose.

"Ugh, Teacher's poop is so much, it smells so bad!"

Poor Minako was exhausted and collapsed on the table, sobbing incessantly.

But strangely, at the moment of pooping, Minako felt a strange sense of liberation that reached her uterus, giving her the illusion of reaching orgasm and releasing her pent-up desire. The tingling sensation throughout her body that she had experienced during the enema was something she had never felt before.

Masaki picked up Minako and took her to the bathroom, carefully washing her genitals and thighs.

He then took her back to the living room, tied her face up with her legs open to the table, and Minako did not resist, letting Masaki do as he pleased.

Masaki watched as the already contracted anus bud twitched slightly. He pressed his finger against it, easily penetrating the anus. Minako

awoke from her daze, feeling the strange touch, and looked down.

"What...what are you doing!"

"Hehe...Teacher's anus is so soft..."

Masaki used one finger to touch the tender flesh inside the anus, enjoying the heat that seemed to melt his finger, and the tightness that almost snapped it in two, while simultaneously stroking the intestinal wall and massaging the protruding parts. The sensitive Minako clearly felt Masaki's knuckles stirring inside her anus, giving her the illusion of continuous defecation.

Masaki touched a spot, and Minako's naked body suddenly trembled, her spread legs twitching restlessly against the ropes.

Masaki knew he had found Minako's most sensitive area, deliberately stimulating it with his fingertips, even inserting two fingers into the vaginal opening and playing with them, while simultaneously stimulating Minako's clitoris with his thumb.

Sure enough, the woman's body undulated with the rhythm of Masaki's fingers, sometimes even wiggling her buttocks in rhythm.

Minako was practically dying of embarrassment. She never dreamed that her filthy excretory organs would be touched by someone, and so carefully and skillfully at that. Even more shameful was that her body was aroused.

(Ah… my anus is being played with, and I feel this way… am I a pervert…?)

Unfortunately, her body was honest. Involuntarily, seductive moans escaped Minako's lips, and her vagina began to wet again. Noticing this, Masaki laughed.

"Oh dear, teacher is such a pervert! Look, you're all wet down there!"

Minako blushed, unable to answer.

"What a pity, I can't let teacher have too much fun. I was having so much fun that I almost forgot I had important business to attend to."

Masaki said, pulling his fingers out and going into the room to retrieve a few items.

Minako looked up and saw a men's razor and shaving cream, along with a pair of scissors.

“Teacher’s pubic hair is too much and too messy, that’s why she’s so lewd. I’m going to shave it off now, so everyone will know that Teacher is my slave.”

“No!…Please…stop…” Minako shook her head desperately.

Masaki ignored Minako’s pleas, used scissors to cut Minako’s pubic hair short, and then applied shaving cream to the remaining part.

“Teacher, don’t move, or you’ll bleed.”

Minako bit her lips tightly, desperately enduring the itchy feeling of the razor scraping against her mons pubis. After finally finishing shaving, Minako’s vagina was once again flooded.

Masaki gently stroked Minako's smooth mons pubis with his hand.

A strange, yet pleasurable sensation emanated from Minako's lower body, making her feel as if her entire body was burning with desire.

"Teacher is so lewd, already so wet. Oh well, I'll help you take care of it!"

Masaki took out a cloth and blindfolded Minako. Then, using his index and middle fingers, he slowly parted her already wet petals.

At this moment, a moist, glistening, bright red flesh cave was revealed, with white nectar overflowing.

"Ah...no...no...uh!!!"

Minako tried to resist, but stopped halfway through her sentence.

"Uh..."

It turned out that Masaki had inserted his penis into Minako's slit with a "plop," feeling a warm sensation surrounding his penis, as if it were melting her.

Minako bit her lower lip and let out a moan, the beautiful female teacher tilting her head back and writhing upwards. The intense, burning sensation of penetration made Minako lose herself and let out lewd cries.

"Ugh... ugh... um... um..."

After deeply inserting his penis, Masaki pressed his lips down, his tongue sliding into her mouth.

Masaki wrapped his tongue around hers, then sucked fiercely. Minako felt as if her tongue was about to break, while the deep penis slowly withdrew.

"Ah... no..."

Minako had completely abandoned her shame, arching her lower abdomen as if chasing after the withdrawn penis.

Masaki thrust deeply again.

A strong electric current seemed to rush to the top of her head, and Minako let out a crying moan.

The penis began to thrust violently again, and Minako almost lost her voice, her mouth open, her jaw trembling slightly, clear saliva glistening between her red lips.

Masaki's hands were not idle either, constantly teasing Minako's already hardened nipples and elastic breasts.

Because Minako couldn't see, her senses were completely focused on the places Masaki was touching, making the sensations even more intense. At the same time, because her body couldn't move at will, Minako experienced a strange excitement. She even deliberately twisted her body, causing the rope to sink deeper. At this moment, Minako had become a beast pursuing lust.

"Ugh... ah... good... right there... a little harder... ah ugh..."

The intense pleasure made Masaki thrust in and out with all his might.

Every movement of Masaki deeply struck Minako's uterus, bringing her to the peak of lust.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Masaki... I'm going to cum..."

Minako gritted her teeth and twisted her buttocks even more forcefully.

"Me too... Teacher is so amazing... so tight..."

Minako suddenly thrust her buttocks forward forcefully, clenching her vaginal opening, her waist trembling continuously, while letting out a joyful cry.

"Hmm... hmm... ah!..."

Masaki sensed from Minako's twitching vaginal opening that she had reached orgasm, and with one more thrust, he also ejaculated. Even

after ejaculating completely, Minako's vaginal opening still clung tightly to his penis, as if wanting him to hold on tight until not a drop was left...

Masaki lay panting on Minako's soft body and removed her blindfold.

Minako's face was flushed, her long eyelashes fluttering, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. Masaki kissed her.

"Teacher, it's not over yet, let's continue enjoying ourselves!"

He then untied Minako's bonds, leaving only her hands. He then carried Minako into the bedroom and began another game.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/72460.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=72460&aspx=1

Previous Page : Newlywed woman who has lost her virginity

Next Page : Excellent opportunities for sex on the mountain

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Minako, the teacher who enjoys torturing women

comment Open a new window to view comments