V1C9

Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by SoundDestiny

“Fu….”

On the sofa in my living room.

After returning home from the Fuyushima’s house, I sat there deeply and let out a sigh.

The moderate feeling of emptiness and fatigue is pleasant.

My groin hurts a little from too much ejaculation, but it also reminds me of the night at the Fuyushimas’ house, which is great.

‘But…..I’m a bit sleepy……’

Thanks to Fuyushima-san, my sexual appetite has been completely satisfied.

My appetite was equally satisfied because I was also fed a good breakfast.

However, one more of the three major desires…..the desire to sleep, was not so satisfied.

It was 2 am when I fell asleep and was woken up at 8 am.

Considering that I had done a lot of strenuous exercise, it was only natural that I felt inadequate with only six hours of sleep.

“……should I go to bed?”

I get up from the sofa and head to my room.

It should be around 2pm when Harumachi-sensei comes in to explore.

Today is Sunday and there’s nothing to do, so there’s plenty of time for a good night’s sleep.

I went straight to my room and lay down on my bed.

“……”

……Somehow, I feel uncomfortable sleeping alone.

I slept with Fuyushima-san last night, so I wonder if the lack of warmth is not enough for me.

I also miss Fuyushima-san’s sweet body odour.

‘Well, I have two more [Special Sleepover Tickets], so I’ll sleep with another girl soon……’

As I was thinking a vile thought, I slowly relaxed my whole body.

Sleep came quickly, probably from exhaustion.

PinPon!!

“Nn…..”

The chime of the front door rings, which triggers an awakening from a deep sleep.

A sense of malaise peculiar to waking up from sleep.

Looking at the clock, the short hand points to the number two.

Two o’clock……

This means that the front door chime earlier was probably rung by Sensei.

‘I must have slept a lot……’

I got up and stretched to get rid of the sleepiness.

It was about ten o’clock in the morning when I went to bed, so I must have slept for about four hours.

I slept for more than long enough for a nap, it seems.

Scratching my head, I leave my room and head downstairs

For now, let’s let Harumachi-sensei in.

As it was, I opened the front door feeling a little sleepy, and the teacher was still there, fidgeting and waiting for me.

Today, too, she is dressed in a mature and fashionable outfit.

“O,Ouu, Saino.”

“Hello, Sensei. Please come in.”

“U,umu….”

After greeting each other, I invited Harumachi Sensei into the house.

Sensei obeyed and immediately went inside.

It seems she is still not used to coming to my house and is behaving a little suspiciously.

Or perhaps the fact that she is still menstruating is affecting her.

But when the door was completely closed, Sensei looked at me and tilted her head.

“…were you asleep just now?”

“Oh, um, …… yes. Is it obvious??”

“No, not really, but……somehow, you look sleepy.”

Harumachi-sensei looks at my face with interest.

Is my sleeping face really that unusual?

Well, I’ve never slept in class, so it’s the first time I’ve shown a face like this.

“I stayed up very late last night, so I slept in until a while ago. Actually, I haven’t even eaten lunch yet.”

“…… I see. Ufu……haven’t lunch yet, have you?…..”

In my words, Sensei puts her hand on her chin and ponders something.

Somehow, I think her cheeks are a little red.

As I looked to see what was going on, Sensei eventually looked up.

“Alright, Saino, show me to the kitchen.”

“’The kitchen ……? ……! You don’t mean, Sensei …….?

“Ah. Since we’re here, I’ll cook you lunch.”

Harumachi-sensei confidently puffs out her chest.

Her nose is a little raspy, perhaps because she is so motivated.

Apparently she intends to cook for real.

‘……….I have a bad feeling about this……’

Imagining Sensei standing in the kitchen, my heart naturally flutters.

Harumachi Sensei had never even worn a skirt until recently.

Can such teacher really do such a girly thing as cooking?

No, I can’t do it by any stretch of imagination.

She seems to be willing to do it but it would probably be worse than what I would make.

But how can I refuse in this situation?

I can’t say no because I’m unsure about her skills.

“….. I understand. This way.”

Yes,Namusan.

[南無三 Can be translate to frustration/surprised/OMG. I can’t explain well but it has to do it buddhism more or less]

I decided to be prepared and go with the flow.

It’s unlikely but maybe there will be some normal food.

If it’s too bad, there’s always the option of me lending a hand.

I led Sensei with a motivated look on her face straight into the kitchen.

“Do you mind if I use some of the stuff in the fridge?”

“No, you can use them though there’s not much in there ……”

Sensei asked while rolling up her arms’s shirt and I nodded, remembering the contents of the fridge.

As I recall, the only things I have bought and stored are things that can last in a reasonable amount of time.

I do live alone so I can cook for myself but I don’t particularly like cooking thus what’s on my plate isn’t usually anything elaborate.

There is a rather good selection of easy-to-make cup noodles and frozen foods.

However, Sensei looked in the fridge and nodded broadly.

She seemed to have come up with something.

‘For now, let’s see how this will turn out…..’

I watched Sensei closely at the entrance to the kitchen.

If I feel even the slightest sense of danger, I am ready to provide support.

Is that….. garlic, dried fish and pasta?

‘Seeing it….gives me a bad feeling…..’

I start to sweat strangely at these ingredients, which are not compatible with each other in any way.

There is not a single dish that I know of that combines these.

That said, it would be strange to eat them separately.

However, Sensei prepares them with great dexterity.

The dried fish was grilled on the stove and the garlic was chopped into small pieces.

Meanwhile, the water for boiling the pasta was well prepared.

Surprisingly, she seems quite adept at it.

Her knife work is also definitely better than mine.

“~~♪”

Harumachi Sensei takes the dried fish off the stove after it has finished heating while humming a tune, as if she is having fun.

As I wonder what she will do with it, Sensei begins to loosen it on the chopping board with chopsticks.

When she finishes, she drains the pasta, which has just finished boiling in a colander.

As it flows, she fries the chopped garlic in a frying pan.

“Saino, get me a plate, please.”

“Ah, okay.”

Instructions flew in and I followed, taking plates out of the cupboard.

It is a pasta dish.

Sensei throws the pasta and the dried fish into the frying pan, pours olive oil over it and stirs it a little, then places it on the plate.

Finally, she sprinkles a generous amount of black pepper on it and nods broadly in satisfaction.

“Okay, it’s done, Saino.”

“Oooo……”

The quality of the finished dish made me let out an unintentional gasp of admiration.

The pasta looks delicious.

The savoury smell of garlic also whets the appetite.

No salt is added, but it is probably flavoured with the salt from the dried fish.

Apparently, Sensei managed to craft an idea and cooked it.

Moreover, the time taken was surprisingly short.

Perhaps it was because of the efficient way she moved, but the food was ready in no time at all.

Sensei carried the dishes into the living room.

I hurriedly took a fork out of the cupboard and followed her.

“Come on, eat it while it’s still warm. This pasta probably tastes bad when it gets cold.”

“O,okay…”

Harumachi Sensei places the plate on the table and pulls out a chair.

I followed suit, took my place at the table and clasped my hands together.

“Thank you for the food……”

I use a fork, take a bite of the pasta.

Mmmm, delicious.

The seasoning is light, but the garlic and black pepper give it a punch.

The saltiness of the dried fish is also somehow elegant, perhaps because of the olive oil.

“Sensei, this is very tasty.”

“Fufu, I see. Don’t mind me, you can eat it slowly.”

Harumachi-sensei smiles happily at my compliment.

Her cheeks are a little red.

Is her maiden heart fluttering at the fact that she was able to serve a home-cooked meal to the person she loves?

It’s a very attractive smile.

I continue to eat my pasta.

Soon after, the whole pasta was wonderfully eaten.

“Fuu……Thanks for the food.”

“….Osomatsusamadeshita”

[expression of humility said by the person who provided a meal after it is eaten. If I were to translate it, it would go. Mm,thank you for eating.]

When they finished eating and clasped their hands together, Harumachi-sensei responded with a smile.

It was a really good pasta dish.

If she could make all this, she could probably open a cookery shop.

Well, I can’t imagine what a non-teacher Harumachi Sensei would be like, but…….

“….say Sensei, how are you so good at cooking? Did your mother teach you?”

“Nn……aa, no, I used to work part-time in a Western restaurant when I was a student. I learnt the basics there. My parents never teach me how to cook at home”

“I see….”

After listening to the explanation, I was finally convinced.

I thought she would only work in a professional industry, but she actually once worked serving food in a restaurant.

No wonder she’s such a good cook.

‘You’ll make a good wife, Sensei…….’

Good cooking is a prerequisite for a good wife.

Harumachi Sensei, who can make first-class products with the right ingredients, would fully meet the requirements.

She is also a woman of a good calibre and if she were to go on a marriage hunt, she would find a partner in no time.

……But when I unintentionally imagined Harumachi-sensei as my wife, I came up with an evil scheme.

A good wife is not only good at cooking.

It is also important to be good at…… Yukajouzu.

[skill in bed]

“…..Sensei, let’s have a cup of tea. I’ll make a pot in a minute, please wait for abit.”

“Hmm, okay. Then, please”

Sensei nodded to my words without any doubts.

I left the living room, leaving her behind.

Then, pretending to go to the kitchen, I sneak upstairs to my room.

“~~♪”

Arriving in my room, I take out a small bottle from the shelf while humming a tune.

It’s [Craving Extract].

Initially, there were 30 millilitres inside and 20 millilitres were used for Fuyushima-san.

There are still 10 millilitres left.

‘With this, I should be able to do erotic things with my menstruating Sensei……!’

A magic liquid that, as soon as she drinks it, an intense desire for semen strikes her.

With this, even if we can’t do the real thing, she will serve me with her hands and mouth.

It is truly the perfect item for a menstruating woman.

The problem is my energy, but I think my testis, which was emptied by Fuyushima-san, has recovered a little with sleep and food.

The amount will be small, but it will be enough to give Harumachi-sensei a drink.

Well, even if I can’t ejaculate easily, she just has to keep serving me endlessly until she’s satisfied.

The situation is not bad in terms of long-lasting enjoyment.

I went straight to the kitchen, made two cups of tea and mixed one of them with [Craving Extract].

The [Extract] is transparent, so it looks exactly the same to the naked eye.

I’m sure Harumachi-sensei will drink it.

“….. Okay.”

After one deep breath, I put the tea on a tray and head for the living room.

What kind of service will Harumachi-sensei give me?

I get a hard on the groin just imagining it.

I went straight back into the living room with a tray of tea for two in my hand.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

“…. nn.”

Sensei notices me and looks at me at the table.

There is no hint of suspicion on her face.

She doesn’t even seem to realise that I’ve sneaked off to my room.

‘Good……’

As it is, I hold out a teacup in front of the teacher.

Of course, it’s the one laced with [Craving Extract].

“Please drink.”

“Thank you.”

Sensei takes the tea without any doubts and brings it straight to her mouth.

I sat across the table and sipped the tea myself.

The bitter and delicious taste spread in my mouth.

I’m very particular about the tea leaves, so the taste is different from the ones sold in vending machines.

As I recall, a hundred grams of tea cost more than 10,000 yen.

My parents told me, [Be particular about tea leaves. Good tea is the best friend of exploration], so I naturally became picky about tea.

“Fuu……this tea tastes good.”

Harumachi-sensei once removes the teacup from her mouth and exhales a sigh.

There is nothing unusual about her appearance.

Perhaps it is because she has only drunk a little.

I watched Sensei closely as she drank her tea, tilting her own teacup.

“Nnn……”

Harumachi-sensei gulps down her tea smoothly.

Her wet lips are sexy.

When I think that I might soon be able to get her to suck me with these lips, my penis naturally gets hard with excitement.

Then, a few minutes later, Sensei drank all the tea in the cup.

“Fu…… thanks for the tea.”

Harumachi-sensei placed the teacup on the table and thanked me.

She looks very satisfied, partly because of the delicious tea.

…… However, something unusual soon happened.

“…..!”

Harumachi-sensei’s cheeks blush suddenly and she covers her mouth with her hand.

Her body is trembling a little.

The strong urge to drink cum seems to have come on all at once.

She’s glancing at me with her eyes lit with a certain fire of lust.

And the urge is not the kind she can resist.

Sensei eventually removed her hand that was covering her mouth.

“Sa, Saino,…… sorry, I’m …… again!”

“Sensei?”

Harumachi-sensei apologises and says 『again』, as if she thinks it’s the same phenomenon as the Night-Calling Candle.

I listen to her with a blank stare and just wait for her to continue.

Sensei then got up from her seat, as if she couldn’t stay still.

“Sorry, Saino, sorry……!”

“What’s wrong, sensei …… uwa!?!”

Harumachi-sensei kneels down right next to me while apologising and puts her hand on the zip of my trousers.

There was no room for any expression on her face.

I tried to act surprised but Sensei was no longer looking at my face.

‘It’s amazing isn’t it…… how it usually goes like this ……?’

The [Craving Extract] had been used on Fuyushima-san before.

However, at that time, Fuyushima-san demanded semen without changing her expression.

So I thought that the [Craving Extract] might also have the effect of making people recognise sexual service as a normal thing……but looking at this Harumachi-sensei, it seems that this was not the case.

She can’t stand it, even though she knows she shouldn’t.

Sensei’s appearance is just like that.

It seems that the reason Fuyushima-san was so unconcerned is simply because the structure of her mind is different from that of an ordinary person.

“Uu….!!”

Harumachi Sensei unzips my trousers while giving a reluctant voice.

Her face is already completely red.

She seems to know that her behaviour is shameful.

Sensei sticks her hand inside my trousers and takes my penis out.

She didn’t seem to have time to think and didn’t seem to care why I had an erection.

“I’m sorry, Saino, of, let me drink ……! Ammu……!”

“Uooo……!”

Without even waiting for my reply,Sensei clamps the tip of my penis in her mouth.

The feeling of fresh, warm mucous membrane.

Sensei sucked up my penis intensely as it was.

“Jyuzuzuzuzu……!!”

“Oooo….”

Unexpectedly, my hips bounce and her voice leaks out in ecstasy.

It’s a very strong suction.

Ejaculation is still far away, but I feel as if my semen is being pulled up through my urethra.

Is this also the result of a strong urge to cum?

Furthermore, Sensei gripped the rod of my penis with her right hand…

“Nn,Jyuzuzuzuzu,nn, nn……!”

Harumachi sensei sucks the tip with her mouth and gives a hand job at the same time.

Sensei may have thought this was the best way to get me to ejaculate.

That’s a pretty good decision.

For me, who had ejaculated many times since yesterday, the simultaneous attack of hand and mouth was good and stimulating.

I would have felt insufficient pleasure with either her mouth or her hand alone.

I gently stroke Sensei’s head who buries her face in my crotch while soaking up the pleasure.

The feel of her hair is shiny and silky.

Come to think of it, her hair used to be unkempt, and it was only when she fell in love with me that it was taken care of.

“Juzu, nn, nn, juzuzu……!”

However, despite being stroked on the head, Harumachi-sensei is unresponsive.

It seems that she is so absorbed in her service that she does not even notice the touch of my hand.

So the effect of the [Craving Extract] is still super-powerful.

‘If that’s the case…’

Harumachi sensei’s preoccupation with his penis gives me a good idea.

It’s not going to be easy to produce semen because of the night with Fuyushima-san, so let’s add a little more material for excitement.

Maybe Sensei won’t stop serving me after a bit of mischief.

I grabbed a lock of her long hair with the hand that was stroking her head.

Then I brought it to the tip of my nose.

‘Ooo……she smells pretty good……’

The sweet scent of luxurious shampoo wafting from her hair.

It’s the perfect elegance for a teacher with the sex appeal of an adult.

Such a smell made me involuntarily put power into my penis.

“Mmm, Jyururu, Jyuzuzuzu….! Mmm, mmm…”

Harumachi-sensei is absorbed in just pleasuring my penis while I smell my hair.

I take advantage of this and inhale the sweet scent into my lungs to heighten my pleasure.

Little by little, the feeling of ejaculation is getting closer.

As I thought last night with Fuyushima-san’s futon, a woman’s body odour has a magical power to bewitch men.

…… However, things were only going so far.

‘U～Nnn……’

My flesh sticks feel good.

Her hair smells great too.

But …… it’s getting too monotonous.

I’m getting a bit, kind of, bored with it, because the same service has been going on forever.

I’m sorry Harumachi-sensei, but this is no fun and ejaculation would take slightly longer to happen.

“N, djiyuzuz, n,jyuru, n,mmm……!”

“…….”

I look at Harumachi sensei, who continues to serve frantically, wondering what is going on.

‘Shall I ask hrt to take off her clothes, as I did with Fuyushima-san?’

……No, I feel that’s not quite right either.

I feel like I need to increase the physical stimulation a bit more.

Hmmm… …… If that’s the case, let’s try a little of that.

“….Sensei, if it’s unbearably painful, just tap me and let me know.”

“Nn, nn ……?”

Harumachi-sensei makes a strange voice with my penis in her mouth at my unexpected words.

I grabbed Sensei’s head with both hands and put a little pressure on it to press it against my own crotch.

“Nn, gmmmmm!!!”

My penis is pushed deep into her mouth and Sensei makes a surprised moan.

After all,it is a little painful.

But…

“…… this much, is it alright?”

“…Um,fu…”

In response to my question, Sensei nodded a little while accepting my penis stuck deep inside.

Good, it seems that I can go as deep as half of my penis.

If I can go this deep, I should be able to enjoy it.

“I’ll get it out as soon as I can, so please be patient for a little while. But as I said before, if it’s really hard, just tap me and let me know.”

“Mmm.”

“Okay, here we go…..!”

I made sure I got her approval and slowly moved Sensei’s head in and out.

Yup, it still feels good.

The stenosed lips squeezed the part of my penis and the saliva-filled mouth provided exquisite stimulation to the glans.

Sometimes, when I thrust deep into the mouth, the slit tightened and I felt a peculiar pleasure.

This kind of blow job is called Iramachio.

[イラマチオ Deep Throat]

I had never experienced this kind of play before, and this would give me a fresh feeling and make me ejaculate faster.

“Ngu, nju, nmumu, nuu, nfuu”

Harumachi sensei, who is completely at my mercy, offers no resistance.

She instinctively realised that it would be better for her to drink the semen as soon as possible.

She seems to tolerate a little bit of pain.

I continue to gradually increase the pace of my thrusts.

I try not to thrust too far back, but give priority to pleasure as much as possible.

Using Sensei’s mouth, I continue to masturbate selfishly.

“It feels so good, Sensei……!”

“Gumu, mm..,Jyru…..mmm,nn..”

I tried to tell her about the pleasure, but Sensei couldn’t even respond to it and just continued to be used as a tool to pleasure my penis.

Well, I don’t think she can say anything about this and I don’t expect a response.

Anyway, I just wanted to make sure I told her that I was feeling good thanks to her efforts.

But──

“……!”

The feeling of my thighs being touched.

I looked down and Sensei was gently stroking my leg while moving her head.

……Apparently, instead of responding with her mouth, she responded with her hands.

I may be mistaken but I could certainly feel emotions like happiness and love from her hands.

“Sensei….”

“Mm,nnmu…,Jyuzuzu, Nfuu,Mnnn!!”

My feeling unintentionally heightened and my hand that moves up and down the Sensei’s head becomes stronger.

But instead of disliking it, Sensei shakes her head and continues to serve me.

Was it because of the urge to cum or because of her love for me?

In any case, Sensei seemed to want me to go all the way to ejaculation comfortably.

“Khh……!”

The teasing Harumachi-sensei’s service brings the anticipation of ejaculation closer much sooner than expected.

There is no need to hold back at all.

Let’s continue in a straight line and push forward to the last moment.

“Gupo, Nju, Nmu, N, Njuru!”

Her tongue caresses my penis, perhaps sensing my limit.

Her tongue moves as if signalling that it’s okay to let it out.

The last line was crossed at last by that blame.

“I’m going to cumme……! Aaah!”

“Mm,Jyuzuzu!!!”

Doku! Doku! Doku! Doku!

“Mnn! Nkuh, Nkuh, Nmmu….!”

Semen is released vigorously into Harumachi-sensei’s mouth.

I lost my ability to think due to the overwhelming pleasure, but the feeling of Sensei throttling me and swallowing my desire made my body shiver.

It feels great.

Every last bit of desire is out of my body, and Sensei drinks it all up.

It was an unbearable feeling of satisfaction.

It feels great.

Every last bit of desire is out of my body, and the teacher drinks it all up.

It was an unbearable feeling of satisfaction.

“Mnn! Nkuh, Nkuh, Nmmu….!”

Harumachi-sensei swallows all of the semen, although she looks slightly pained, as if some of it had caught in her throat a little.

I relaxed from both my hands and gently stroked Harumachi-sensei’s head.

It was …… the best blowjob I’ve ever had.

I want to thank her for making me feel good, even though she was forced to do it by the [Craving Extract].

But──

“Puhah…….Uu……uuuuu……!”

“….Sensei”

When I finally spit out me penis, Harumachi Sensei suddenly stood up.

What is going on ……?

I wondered, and Sensei turned her back to me.

Then, for some reason, she runs to the phone in the corner of the living room.

“Se, Sensei……?”

I don’t know what she wants to do, but I put away my penis for now and then go after Sensei.

‘Don’t tell me she is going to call the police?’

If so, I need to stop her at all costs…..

However, contrary to my worries, what Sensei picked up was not the receiver, but a notepad and pen next to it.

She then vigorously wrote something down and held it out to me, turning her head away as fast as she could.

This is……No way, …….

“Well, are you writing again……?”

“……”

At my exasperated voice, Harumachi-sensei nodded repeatedly with her back to me.

Ah, my goodness.

I’ve been in a situation where she couldn’t talk before, but it seems it’s happening again now.

Sensei’s ears were as red as a boiled octopus.

‘I thought she was totally……over her embarrassment to me…….But, well, if you do something erotic, that’s embarrassing ……?’

What we were doing earlier was undeniably amorous.

During the act, the urge to cum from the [Craving Extract] was so strong that she was fine with it but once she came to her senses, it was only natural that she would not be able to stay calm.

I never expected this written communication to take place again, though……

At any rate, I accepted the notepaper offered to me.

It said,

“『Sorry, I’m leaving today. Please don’t look for me.』”

“Ha, haa……is that so…….”

I was speechless and could only nod.

I understand the leaving part, but 『please don’t look for me』

It’s like a note from a child running away from home.

I don’t know why she’s so upset and she’s using honorifics…..

“………..”

Harumachi Sensei continues to walk out of the living room, never looking at me.

She’s even embarrassed that I’m in her sight.

YareYare……Sensei really is more of a damsel than the girls in class.

She is a mature woman but not at all mature when it comes to love.

Well, that part is also attractive, isn’t it?

But…

‘Could it be that Sensei……is going to be like this every time we have sex from now on?’

A bad premonition that suddenly crosses my mind.

What we did earlier was only a starting point before sex.

But since she is still this embarrassed…..I feel that various erotic acts are already out of the question.

Apparently, the attack on Harumachi-sensei requires attention in a different way from the other girls.

“Haaa…..”

I sit deeply on the sofa and exhale a sigh.

After all, a girl’s feelings can’t be controlled by items alone.

No matter how much I can cheat, it seems that in the end it all depends on my skill.

…… In the end, Sensei went home as it was.

I was left at home alone in the early afternoon on Sunday.

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