15A: Wild Warm-Up [Gisela, Nikolai (guest)]
When Gisela had arrived in town on the day she was set to compete in a fighting game tournament, she made a quick online post seeking someone in the area to practice against as a warm-up. Due to…unforeseen circumstances at one of her other jobs, her trip into town had been delayed by an entire day, and the plane she did manage to catch was also late. That left her with very little time to prepare, and it also left her in a not-particularly-good mood.
Nikolai couldn’t believe his luck when he’d somehow been the one whose message Gisela had accepted. Not only was she a rising star and popular player, she was also a total goddamn babe, and no doubt had thousands of horny dudes begging her to come over and play with them, yet it was him who she’d chosen.
But his excitement at being accepted, and then at opening his front door and letting her in (and seeing that she was somehow even sexier in person) quickly died down as the two began to play.
“Play” wasn’t really the right word. It was more like Gisela had lifted Nikolai by the ankle and repeatedly slammed him against the wall like he weighed nothing; a fairly amusing image given the nearly foot-long difference in height between the two.
But getting trounced wasn’t really the part about their warm-up session that killed his enjoyment; it was her words. She didn’t hesitate to call him trash with each blindingly-quick perfect round she took or question why he actually thought he could be of any use to her as a training partner. But no matter how many insults she threw his way and no matter how much it fired him up in hopes of proving her wrong…he still couldn’t do a damn thing against her.
After the umpteenth in-game obliteration, Gisela dropped her fightstick to the ground and rolled her eyes. “God, that was pathetic. Have you even played a video game before? Thanks for wasting my warm-up time…”
That was the last straw. Dropping his own controller and reaching for his pants, Nikolai said, voice cold and low, “Do you want me to help you really warm up?”
“No thanks. You’re useless for th-” Gisela began, before she was immediately cut off by Nikolai grabbing her hair and tugging her face against his cock. “What the hell are you-?!”
He stuffed his dick into her mouth, parrying her words before going on his own offensive, pumping his cock into her throat. Her eyes looked up at him with a glare, and Nikolai couldn’t help but smirk at the sight of the rude-ass girl taking his dick and no longer being able to insult him.
And as angry as Gisela looked…she was actually quite turned on by the turn of events. The reason she’d accepted Nikolai’s offer was that she had found him attractive, although that attraction had died down after his lackluster in-game performance. Now, though, it was coming right back. Being forcefully facefucked and being made to gag on his dick was turning her on, and although she didn’t show it on her face, she began bobbing her head along his shaft, making sure to leave thick green lipstick marks along his dick.
While she eagerly anticipated a throatful of cum, she was once again caught off guard by her warm-up partner as he pulled his soaking-wet cock from her mouth. That ticked her off, but she wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of begging him not to stop, despite being deprived of the jizz she wanted.
Fortunately, her ego was saved from letting him know how much she’d liked it when he suddenly hoisted her up and threw her onto his bed, climbing on top of her, flipping up her skirt and tugging her panties away.
“How’s this for a warm-up, huh?” he asked, slamming every inch of his dick into her with no hesitation.
She hissed, clenching onto the bedsheets. As good as it felt, she still looked at him with contempt, scoffing. “Oh, good. You’re bad at sex too, huh?”
With a growl, Nikolai tore open her top and roughly locked his paws around her fat, pale tits, all the while intensifying his thrusts until the bed was trembling beneath them.
Gisela turned her head away to try and hide the pleasure warping her face. The way his hands groped her tits felt even better than the way his cock dug into her pussy. “Ngh…!”
“Heh, still gonna talk shit about me, huh?” Nikolai asked between breaths, enjoying the feeling of slamming into her thick, juicy body. “Admit it! You’re loving this!”
“No fuckin’ way!” she growled, all while wrapping her legs around his waist and bucking her hips up into him. “Just…Hurry and cum in me, you l-loser…!”
He gave her her wish, completely collapsing his body on top of her and unloading his jizz into her. Gisela’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, nails leaving scratch marks along Nikolai’s back.
They both calmed down after that, seemingly relieved of both their horniness and irritation at each other. Gisela was even able to give him a compliment. “That wasn’t…terrible.” Sort of.
But it was good enough for Nikolai, especially when the sex didn’t end there. While Gisela decided to just continue her warm-up, this time against the CPU, he didn’t take it as an insult, as she instead told him he could help by fucking her from behind while she played.
Whether the warm-up was effective or not, none could ever really say. The two continued to fuck up until the last minute before Gisela had to leave to attend the tournament. She won without breaking a sweat, and as a thank you and celebration, she milked his cock with her fat tits. And then, their little tryst finally came to an end, as she had to catch a plane back home, though not before she messaged him saying she might consider using him as a “warm-up” partner if she was ever in town again.
15B: Lewd Lesson [Hiroto, Grace Rose (guest)]
“Hey! I’m ready for my next lesson, ma’am!” Hiroto said with a wave and a bright cheery smile as he opened the front door of his apartment and greeted his guest.
The pink-haired Sex Ed teacher, Grace Rose, had given him a private “lesson” before, and both of them were very eager to get to the next after how fun the previous one had proven.
As she stepped past him, she stroked his cheek with her hand. “That’s good, Hiroto, but please call me ‘Ms. Rose.’”
“You got it ma’am!” It took a few seconds for him to catch his mistake, shake his head, and correct himself. “Er, I mean, uh, Ms. Rose!”
He followed her enthusiastically over to the sofa. He was already in horndog mode, mouth practically agape and drooling as he watched her wide hips and fat butt sway with each step, and if he had a tail, it’d certainly be waving at mach-speed.
“What’s today’s lesson gonna be about?” he asked.
She immediately stopped in her tracks, letting his crotch press up against her ass as he bumped into her. Her dark pink lips curled into a smirk as she turned to face him, her hands already running along his muscled torso. “Today’s lesson is about stimulating other parts of your partner’s body while you’re having sex…” Her fingers traced down along his abs, before she turned her hand around and cupped as much of his pants-straining bulge as she could. “Go on, Hiroto. Touch me.”
Predictably, his hands instantly shot around to her backside and dug into her butt, pulling her in closer and squishing the fat cheeks through her skirt. While Grace intended for him to use his hands on more than just that part of her, she supposed she couldn’t blame him much for focusing on her best asset. And it certainly didn’t help how good his big, strong hands felt on her.
She tugged his shorts down, and out came his rapidly-hardening cock. She’d learned the hard and fun way how massive he was during their previous “lesson”, and had made sure to bring bigger condoms for today’s, but even this one struggled to wrap around that beastly dick. Knowing there was a good chance it might tear during sex, she’d been sure to take contraceptives beforehand.
While Grace enjoyed feeling that big dick in her hands again as she applied the condom over it, Hiroto was less thrilled. He hated having sex with condoms, and some idiotic part of him had been hoping that for this second session, the Sex Ed teacher would’ve decided to not bother with one, but alas, it was not meant to be. He was so annoyed at the constricting feeling of the red rubber that he almost dropped his good boy facade to cuss the thing out, but managed to catch himself just as Grace finished up and looked him in the eye.
“Strip me.”
That seemed to do the trick of bringing his mood back up. Removing clothes from a woman’s body was something he’d recently developed a taste for; in his younger years he would rip them apart in the blink of an eye to hurry to the fucking, but now, the thrill of watching her body slowly reveal itself to him was one of his favorite parts. Her chest pushing against her shirt as he unbuttoned it, her shoulders breaking free as he slid it down her arms, the curves of her smooth legs now unobstructed by her skirt. With each piece that came off, his dick twitched, thudding like a drumstick against every part of her body it desperately wanted to fuck.
The feeling of his cock thumping against her was turning her on, too, and she wasted no time bending over on his sofa, presenting her juicy ass to him.
Hiroto’s mask slipped again, this time long enough for him to blurt out, “Goddamn you have such a fat fuckin’ ass! I’m gonna destr-” he winced. “Uh, I mean, your, uh, butt is beautiful, Ms. Rose!…and, uh, lovely? Yeah!”
She giggled, not bothered by the comment, as she was too focused on the feeling of that fat, meaty rod nestled between her cheeks. “Go ahead.”
The sheer strength in his hands as they clutched to her hips sent a spark up her back, and that spark quickly evolved into a full-on bolt of lightning as his cock began worming its way into her pussy, pushing itself through, slow and steady. She exhaled through her nose and clutched tightly to the blanket he had haphazardly strewn across the sofa, bracing herself as much as she could.
As his dick settled into Grace’s pussy, Hiroto slid one of his hands down to her fat, round buttcheek, giving it a firm squeeze. What he really wanted to do was smack and bite it, but he hadn’t gotten permission to do that yet, so he had to fight his urges, clenching his fist and jaw at the same time. “Uh, it’s in now, Ms. Rose!”
She let out a cute little chortle. As if anyone on the receiving end of that cock could ever not notice it penetrating their innards. Grace began to move her hips back and forth, relishing the feeling of his dick gliding in and out of the deepest reaches of her body. She made sure to adjust her movements to match Hiroto’s own thrusts, quickly setting the pair into a nice rhythm that did wonders for them both.
“Mmm, remember, Hiro…” she said after a few moments of the two just enjoying the sex. “Today’s lesson is about stimulating the other parts of the body, too.” To get her point across, she reached back for one of his hands, guiding it to her chest. “Grope my breasts while you fuck me.”
His hand instantly clamped around her breast, and his other soon joined it, occupying the other tit. He pulled her upper body back towards him to get a better hold, and she followed, resting her own slender hands around his much bigger, stronger ones.
She leaned her head back against his chest, turning to face him. “Multitasking with your hands is key,” she said in between moans and gasps from the heightened pace of his thrusts. She guided his right hand down the length of her body, until it was down to her tummy. Her fingers positioned his own above her clit, and pressed down to compel him to touch her there. “Mmmm, right here…”
He’d never been especially good at using his fingers in bed, so this lesson was of particular interest to him as he took the time to really follow her guidance. “Like this? That feel good?”
Grace nodded, biting down on her lip. “Yes, that’s good. You have really nice hands, so you should take advantage of that and make good use of them.”
A few moments later, she broke free of his grip, returning to her hands and knees in preparation of the next phase she had in mind. Looking back over her shoulder at him, she reached back and patted her butt with her own hand. “Go on and spank me. As much as you’d like~”
She barely had time to finish that sentence before his hand was on her ass with a sharp smack that had her cheeks jiggling like crazy. The slap forced a gasp from her lips, and the next one managed to get a full on moan and rollback of the eyes.
“Haha! Man, your ass is perfect for this!” Hiroto said, gleefully bringing his other hand and her other cheek into the fun. The three-pronged attack of his hands and cock colliding with the Sex Ed teacher’s big, juicy butt proved thoroughly enjoyable for them both.
And soon after, the entire pretense of a Sex Ed lesson was gone. Now, Hiroto and Grace Rose were just two hot-ass people having hot-ass sex on his couch. Rough, aggressive, intense sex that had them both growling, moaning, and groping each other and slamming their genitals together, hungry for their orgasms.
Their shared climax finally came as Hiroto slammed his entire body on top of Grace’s, burying her in the couch beneath him and burying his cock into her. Both of them gasped and shuddered from head to toe as her pussy clamped tightly around his dick and milked it for every drop of cum it could. Cum that should have gone into the condom, but instead flooded into her womb, as the rubber had, unbeknownst to both of them, been torn to shreds a long, long time ago.
When Hiroto hoisted himself off of her and began retrieving his soaking-wet dick, he winced as he noticed the ruined condom, and the thick stream of jizz flowing from the teacher’s pussy. “Oh, shit, uh…”
Grace looked back at him with a tired, amused smile. “And this is why you make sure your partner takes contraceptives~”
15C: Sex Studies [Mrs. Hampton, Katame (guest)]
“Okay, Katame, let’s go over the Sex Ed stuff you missed,” Mrs. Hampton announced as she patted the chair situated next to her desk. Classes were over for the day, and the only student still in the room was the aforementioned Katame, a delinquent in one of her History classes.
As the boy smirked and sat down in the chair, she pulled open one of the drawers of her desk and retrieved a Health text book she’d borrowed from his actual Health class teacher. Mrs. Hampton didn’t teach the subject herself, but she was very good with problem students, and was always willing to spend some one-on-one time to help her kiddos with whatever they needed. In this case, it was covering material Katame had missed on account of skipping classes; one of the most common issues she liked to help with.
“Okay, so, it looks like Mrs. Harrison left a sticky note for the section you missed. She’s awesome for doing that. Let’s see…”
While she scanned over the page to find the marked section, Katame kicked his feet up onto her desk. “Why bother with the book? I think a hands on lesson would be better for me. I learn better by doing, you know?”
Mrs. Hampton gave him a cute little smile. “I dunno, sweetie, I have a feeling you get plenty of ‘hands-on’ practice, but your grades are still slipping, so it seems to me like you need to work on this part of Sex Ed, no?”
The boy’s brows raised. “Oh yeah? What makes you so sure I get ‘plenty of hands-on practice’?”
“Well, you’re a very handsome young man, and you’re very confident. That usually works out pretty well. Plus,” she winked. “You’re not exactly subtle about flirting with some of your classmates, are you?”
“Oh, them?” he replied with a flick of his hand. “Eh, they don’t interest me much. I just do that for the hell of it.”
“Well, then, what does interest you?”
His eyes immediately glanced down at the tiny bit of cleavage poking out from his teacher’s slightly-unbuttoned shirt. She giggled at the blatant ogling, and fanned herself with her hand. “Sorry. It’s hot and stuffy in here, you know?”
She returned to reading aloud from the textbook, asking him questions to help him understand the material better. Of course, he was far too distracted from the mental image of stuffing his cock into his hot teacher to pay attention. That is, until the book mentioned breasts. Though the surrounding context was lost on him, he leaped at the opportunity, and reached out and grabbed a handful of hers. “Oh, you mean these, right?”
He was surprised when she didn’t push him away or tell him off, and instead replied, “That’s right~ Good boy, Katame. I think we’re getting somewhere~”
He continued squishing her tits as she read through the next session, and he actually found himself listening to her the whole while. Sure, it was mostly to listen out for another word that could spark another “hands-on” demonstration, but hey, whatever it took to get the information into his head.
It was a bit of an agonizing wait, but eventually, the textbook rewarded him as it began covering the vagina. Before Mrs. Hampton had even finished reading the first sentence of the section aloud, Katame’s hand was stuffed down her pants and rubbing at her. And when his fingers found it already hot and wet, his dick twitched in his pants.
What was even hotter was the Mrs. Hampton didn’t react to suddenly having her pussy stroked by her student. She just continued reading, only acknowledging him when it was time for another question to keep him engaged. “So, to summarize, what is the vagina for?”
“For taking cock.”
She giggled. “That’s certainly one answer…” She looked down at the growing bulge in the boy’s pants, enjoying the sight of him squirming in his seat trying to hold himself back. “Hmm… How about we try doing a hands-on demonstration with this section? I think that might help you retain the material~”
Not even a minute later, Katame found himself completely flabbergasted at the fact that he now had his History teacher pressed up against the blackboard, driving his cock up into her tight little pussy. When she’d asked him to stay after class for a private tutoring session, he’d been less than enthused, not wanting to waste his precious free time on something as boring as studying. The only reason he’d even said yes was because Mrs. Hampton was one of the few teachers he actually kinda liked; she was nice, and had cute perky tits. Tits that he was now groping after having torn her shirt open.
“Very good, Katame~” she said, looking up into his eyes as he drilled her. She was a short lady, so he needed to lean over for them to be forehead-to-forehead, but it was worth it, especially when she kissed him. “See, you can do well in this subject, sweetie. You just gotta put your mind into it…” She let out a little gasp and smiled as he slammed his dick into her. “And your body too, of course~”
“Heh. Well, it helps to have a teacher like you to practice with.”
She slid her hands beneath his shirt, and soon after, her fingers found his nipples, gently pinching and twisting at them and eliciting a cute and surprised yelp from the delinquent boy. “Well, even though I’m not a Health teacher…maybe I can give you a little ‘practice exam’ and grade you on it?”
“Sure. What’s on this ‘practice exam’?”
Mrs. Hampton leaned in until her lips brushed against his ear. “Hmmm… How about you demonstrate that you know how insemination works?”
With a cocky grin, Katame grabbed hold of his History teacher’s cute little butt and spun around before laying her right across her desk, shoving aside whatever books, papers, and pens were in the way. “Easy! Watch me ace this, teach!”
Her head rolled back as Katame thrust his cock back into her, grabbing hold of her hips to hold her steady and pull her onto him with each pump. It was tough to hold back her moans as the delinquent boy hammered away at her pussy, but she had to keep quiet lest anyone wandering the halls outside might hear.
“FUCK!” he growled as he hilted himself fully into her one final time. As he leaned over her, Mrs. Hampton wrapped her legs around him and pulled him in close, nestling his head between her tits and enjoying the feeling of his cum blasting into her.
“Hooo…” she breathed. “You really gave it your all there, didn’t you? I’m proud of you, sweetie~”
After taking some time to gather his energy, he lifted himself off of her, and she sat up. He was too tired to even react as she reached down to her leaking pussy with her finger, scooping up a glob and sucking it clean.
She hopped off from her desk, stepping over to the blackboard as Katame raised a curious brow, wondering what she was up to.
The answer became clear as she grabbed a stick of chalk, and wrote a nice, big “A+” on the board. She then approached him again, wrapping her arms around his neck and bringing him in close for one last kiss.
BZZZZT BZZZZT BZZZZT
Mrs. Hampton groaned and reached for her alarm clock, shutting it off. She stretched her body as far as it would go, wiggling her toes to get as much relief as possible.
“Enjoy your nap, sleepyhead?”
She rolled over to see her wife, Lana, cozily chilling on her side of the bed, reading another one of her mystery novels. “Mmm, yeah, I was having a really good dream, too.”
“Oh yeah? What was it about?”
The History teacher smiled with her yawn. “I was giving one of my old students a little private Sex Ed tutoring session, heehee~”
Lana, used to her wife’s never-ending stream of naughty, vivid fantasies, wasn’t phased as she flipped the page. “Which one? Hiroto again? Or was it that Hiyori girl?”
Mrs. Hampton shook her head. “Nope, it was a new one this time~ Katame. He was kind of a bad boy, but he just needed some tender love and care from his teacher to bring out his full potential!”
That got a playful eye-roll from Lana. “Oh gosh. You and your delinquent boy fetish.”
“Whaaaat? Heehee~ It’s fun to work with the naughty ones, you know? And they’re usually pretty good at sex for their age, too. That’s a nice bonus~ You should try it sometime.”
“Eh. Let me know if you find a delinquent girl I’d like. I’ll consider it.”
Mrs. Hampton scooted over and wrapped her arms around Lana, planting a kiss on her cheek. “Oh~? Maybe I will~”
