Chapter 2959: Counter-Squeeze *

"Sensei, tell me. How much of this is your idea?" I playfully asked as the last button of her blouse gave way.

Orimura-sensei’s face twitched a bit before her eyes narrowed. "Shut up. Don’t ask stupid questions."

"Heh. So that means at least more than half of it is yours. No wonder Ryouko-san let you have the final act.”.

Orimura-sensei rolled her eyes, pinched my shoulders, and shifted slightly. The wood creaked under her sudden movement, and she leaned back, pulling me with her. "You think too much. Just focus on the task at hand, or I’ll find a way to double your detention."

Despite the threat, her breathing slowed down as I resumed my kisses below her collarbone. The white fabric of her blouse now hung open, framing the pale, smooth skin of her chest that was gradually gaining a rosy color.

"You wouldn’t dare, sensei."

"Hmph. Talk less, shameless brat."

She gripped the back of my head, her fingers threading through my hair as she guided me down to her mounds. She wore a matching black lace bra that barely contained her excitement. When I pressed my face there, I couldn’t help but inhale and savor her intoxicating fragrance first, my breath tickling her.

As she squirmed, she pulled on my scalp before slowly guiding my mouth to the peak of her breast. The moment my lips closed around the lace-covered tip, Orimura-sensei let out a subdued moan, one she probably didn’t want Ryouko-san or Shio to hear. It was exclusive to me.

"B-brat..." She murmured as she watched intently, her eyes unblinking as I started sucking on the lace-covered peak.

The friction of the black fabric against my tongue added a layer of texture to the experience, making the sensation even more intense. Orimura-sensei’s breathing became erratic as her chest heaved under my mouth. More than just accepting this, she was actively encouraging me as her hips jolted slightly, heightening the contact between our lower bodies.

"Mhm. Unlike your mouth, your body is always honest, sensei."

I switched to the other side, capturing the second peak, giving it the same attention as the other. When I pulled back a bit, the contours of her nipples were clearly visible through the lace, hard and exceptionally inviting.

She kept her hold on my head, but she had already given up on guiding me. Instead, she gently caressed my head, bringing a sense of encouragement.

"Let me take this off, alright?" I said as my hands moved to her breasts, tugging her bra down to expose her completely.

Orimura-sensei simply bit her lip as she waited for my mouth to return. The absence of the lace changed everything; the direct contact of my tongue against her sensitive skin caused her to arch her back, her chest pressing firmly into my face. A soft yet shaky exhale escaped her mouth as her composure fractured, abandoning her stern persona for a moment of pure, unadulterated need.

"You really... are a menace, shameless brat."

"I know, sensei. But you love this menace, no?"

"Hmph. Who would love you-- Aahn!"

Her words were cut off with a moan as my lips clasped around her sensitive nipple. I quickly followed up with a rhythmic suction, swirling my tongue around it, pulling it deeper into my mouth. Orimura-sensei’s grip on my hair tightened while her other hand reached down to my cock, guiding it forward to press even more firmly against the thin fabric of her panties.

Understanding her current state, I didn’t wait for her to beg. After all, our time here was finite. While I kept my head’s attention on her twin peaks, my hands moved down to her stocking-clad thighs, caressing them as they gradually crawled upwards, dragging her pencil skirt completely out of the way.

Orimura-sensei shuddered slightly as her lower body got exposed to my eyes. Around her waist was a garter belt lace that held up her stockings, a detail that added a sharp, sophisticated edge to her current state of disarray.

She looked down at me, her expression a mixture of pride and desperation, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson.

"B-before you say anything, I didn’t wear this for you."

"Is that so? I like it though. I never thought I’d get to see you in something this sexy," I whispered with a smirk as I looked up at her.

"Is it sexy?"

"What? Losing confidence? You’re so beautiful, sensei. How can I not find this sexy?"

Orimura-sensei glared at me, seemingly unconvinced. But I just lowered my head again, stuffing my mouth with her glistening nipple, giving it another deep suckle and forcing a shaky yet sweet moan from her.

Her composure instantly dissolved as she pressed my head further as though telling me to just focus on my task.

"You... talk too much," She managed to whisper as she tugged at my cock again.

This time, she waited until my hand traveled upward from her thigh, bypassing the stocking and reaching the edge of her black panties. The moment I parted it to the side, she pulled me forward with a sudden, desperate strength, her legs locking around my waist as she guided me home.

As the tip plunged within her sacred place, Orimura-sensei let out a stifled moan as her arms tightened around my head while her head dropped on my shoulder. Her nipple slipped out of my mouth as I focused on the sensation of gradually sliding into her tight, welcoming heat.

The way she squeezed me was filled with both tenderness and affection, far from what she showed outwardly. The moment my entire cock got buried up to the hilt, Orimura-sensei softly exhaled before taking a bite of my shoulder. It wasn’t a painful bite, but a claim, as if she were marking her territory after Ryouko-san and Shio had had their way with me.

"Hngg~ I will straighten your crooked ways, you shameless brat."

"Sure, sensei. I’ll always cooperate with you." I playfully replied as I began to move.

The friction between her tight insides and my throbbing cock brought us a sensation close to an electric current that jolted through every nerve of our bodies. Orimura-sensei kept her mouth muffled by my shoulder, her moans escaping each time I drove deeper into her warmth. She wasn’t just accepting the pleasure; she was fighting for more, her hips arching instinctively to meet every thrust.

The table beneath us groaned, shifting slightly with the rhythm of our collision. The sound added to the thrill which gave us a constant reminder that we were in a place where we shouldn’t be doing this.

Every slide forward felt like I was claiming a piece of her authority and breaking it down into her honest desire.

"Sensei, you’ve really gotten yourself a special deal this time. Tell me, how should I make it up to Shio and Ryouko-san?" I whispered as she tightened her hold on me.

I felt her teeth sink into my shoulder, followed by a trembling voice, "S-shut up... Haa~ that’s not my problem. I’m disciplining you. There’s nothing special about this. Hng..."

Sure enough, she still wouldn’t be talking honestly. But this was fine. Her body being honest was enough for me.

After adjusting her legs, my hands slid to her back, cupping her supple mounds and pulling her chest flush against mine.

Her head tilted upward and upon seeing the expression on her face, I immediately brought down my lips onto hers. Orimura-sensei’s tongue fought mine with a fierce urgency, her breath synced with the steady slapping sounds of our skins.

I shifted my weight, driving deeper into her welcoming heat, feeling her internal walls quiver and tighten around me. I began poking into her sensitive spots, bringing her close to her first climax.

"R-Ruki... wait...!" She gasped as she broke free from our kiss, but that was futile.

Sensing her impending collapse, I didn’t slow down and shifted the angle of my thrusts, driving upward into the most sensitive depths of her sacred place.

Orimura-sensei’s eyes went wide as her grip on my shoulders tightened to the point of bruising, her body arched like a bow as a violent tremor rippled through her thighs.

"Wait--! No, not--!"

She ever-so-slightly tightened her internal walls, an instinctive reaction that only served to fuel my own momentum.

With one final, deep plunge, I felt her coming undone.

Orimura-sensei let out a strangled cry, her head snapping back as her entire body convulsed in a powerful, rhythmic release. She clung to me for dear life as the waves of pleasure washed over her, leaving her momentarily mindless.

Her legs loosened for a moment before tightening again as though afraid I would pull out at this moment.

"Heh. Sensei, I finally got a counter-squeeze. Shio and Ryouko-san didn’t let me do it. But you? I’ll match the count. One more and then... I’ll join you for the third time." I whispered as I nibbled her earlobe while she caught her breath.