Stealing Spree

While I somehow pushed things to get to this point, I never expected her to be this… hungry for intimate kisses. It even made me wonder if she had practice because, despite the clumsiness, Hayashi-sensei knew exactly what she was looking for.

“Sensei, did you practice?” I teasingly asked when she ran out of breath. My hand moved from her back to her waist, steadying her.

Her response was half a huff and half a moan. Her lips were still tingling from the intensity of our kiss. As her eyes flickered with a hint of embarrassment and defiance, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson that made her look less like the untouchable school director and more like a woman caught in a moment she hadn’t planned for, yet she had been waiting for so long.

“Practice? Don’t flatter yourself, Onoda-kun. I don’t need practice to keep up with a shameless brat like you.”

Despite saying that, she was still pressed close, her thighs bracketing mine, enough that the bulge in my pants started pressing on her crotch. Her lab coat and blouse barely hanging on, and the unhooked bra, which exposed her smoking hot body to me, was simply too irresistible not to admire. The warmth of our bodies mingling together was making me lose control. And I could feel the rapid thud of our heartbeats as they synced.

“Oh, I don’t know, sensei. That kiss felt like you’ve been saving up for something. Should I be worried you’ve been practicing with someone else?”

Her eyes narrowed, and she swatted my chest as if offended. “Tch, don’t be ridiculous. You’re the only one bold enough to push me this far, Onoda-kun. And I… I’d never do something like this with someone else.”

“So, I’m special?” I grinned as I leaned in closer, letting my lips hover just close enough to let her feel the warmth of my breath.

“… Shut up and don’t make me regret this, idiot brat.”

Before Hayashi-sensei could say more, her lips crashed back into mine. It was a lot fiercer this time, like she was trying to drown out her own hesitation. Her hands gripped the back of my neck, pulling me closer. The kiss was messy at best, all teeth and tongue, as if she were letting go of every ounce of restraint she’d been clinging to.

Still, I tried to guide her. Letting her follow the movements of my lips and tongue.

After that, I let my hands roam. Now, sliding up her sides as my fingers grazed the bare skin where her blouse was parted open. Slipping my fingers under her loosened bra, I cupped her bountiful chest, fondling the pair enough to draw out sharp gasps between our kisses. My thumbs pressed onto the hard peaks of her nipples, teasing them all over.

“Onoda-kun…” She called out my name in a shaky plea, like she was fighting herself as much as me. Her thighs tightened around my hips, pulling me further inside. Every time her body would shake, she’d press her still-hidden sacred place against my hardened bulge.

“Sensei. You know you’re making it really difficult to behave right now.”

“You… you’re the one who started this, shameless brat.”

I grinned as I leaned down again to suck on her nipple. “Started it? You’re the one who didn’t push me away. I’m just following your lead.”

Her body trembled from the sensation and slowly, her hand slid down to my chest, my abdomen, and eventually hovered above my pants.

Hayashi-sensei’s fingers fumbled with my belt, her movements hesitant, like she was teetering on the edge of a decision she hadn’t fully committed to.

My tongue rolled around her nipple as she slowly found success in what she was trying to do. The loosening of my pants followed the clink of my buckle. Her fingers trembled as she continued to slip her fingers on my waistband and work on the button.

Zip… Then the sound of my zipper sliding down seemed to echo in the quiet office. She looked up at me, her eyes radiating her determination to keep going as much as she dared.

“Sensei, you sure about that? I’m happy to follow your lead but it might still be too much for you.”

Her cheeks burned brighter as she bit her lip. “Don’t get cocky, you brat. I’m not losing control. I just want to level the playing field. Look at what you’re doing to me.”

Although she couldn’t point at it, her gaze went to her erect nipples that were slowly becoming swollen from the attention I’ve given them.

I put on a mischievous smile and popped one back in my mouth, sucking it enough for her to moan again.

The way her body trembled from the sensation was really so savory that if she pushed us further than this, I might… not be able to restrain myself from giving her the full experience.

But then again, since I was the one with experience between us, shouldn’t I ensure she’s not biting off more than she could chew? Or at least, make her feel yearned without crossing that final line?

“T-this brat.” Hayashi-sensei hissed, and then her fingers finally finished their task, pulling down my boxers and releasing my proud erection.

With my size and how hard it was at the moment, my cock almost flicked her. Luckily for her, it was stopped when it ended up poking her stomach instead.

Hayashi-sensei couldn’t help but shift in her seat to fully see it in its entirety. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight and how the tip was practically buried in her navel.

She momentarily froze as her fingers hovered just above my exposed length, as if she were processing the reality of what she’d just done.

The flush on her face deepened, spreading down her neck and her lips parted in a silent gasp, torn between shock and curiosity.

“Onoda-kun…” Her voice was barely a whisper, trembling with a mix of nerves and something heavier, something that made the air between us feel like we’re experiencing the same sensation.

Her hand twitched, like she was debating whether to pull back or keep going, her usual authority crumbling under the weight of her own boldness.

I stayed still, letting her take the lead,

“Sensei, if this is too much, you can still tuck it back.”

Her eyes flicked up to meet mine, and I saw the storm of emotions swirling in them. Hesitation, desire, and that stubborn spark of defiance that made her the lovely School Director and mysterious school nurse, Hayashi-sensei.

She bit her lip again as her fingers grazed the skin of my shaft with the lightest touch, like she was testing herself.

“Tch… why will I do that?” She clicked and then closed her eyes as her fingers curled hesitantly around me, gripping lightly. Her curiosity won over her caution.

I let out a low, quiet groan, the warmth of her touch sending a jolt through me, but I kept my focus on her, watching every flicker of expression. Her breath became uneven, but she didn’t pull away.

She also opened her eyes to see it again. And with that, her grip tightened slightly as she began figuring it out.

“You’re doing fine, sensei,” I whispered in a gentle tone as if I was guiding one of my girls again, “Just… take it easy. No rush.”

I let one hand slide up to her shoulder, my thumb caressing her collarbone in a gentle, reassuring touch.

Her eyes narrowed at my encouragement, but the corner of her mouth twitched upward, “Don’t patronize me, Onoda-kun. I know what I’m doing… kind of.”