The wet, rhythmic sound of Satsuki's mouth around me was the only symphony that mattered. Her intensity, the heat, the pressure... it was everything I had craved, but a new element surpassed that familiar pleasure: Mei Ling's brimming eyes.
She was there, fighting desire and embarrassment, her hand beneath the teddy bear t-shirt, working in a silent frenzy of pure desperation. The feast was delicious, but the spectacle before me was even tastier.
I needed to push it to the limit.
"Satsuki," I said, my voice low and strained with desire. My fork stopped halfway to my mouth. "Mei Ling looks... very needy."
I kept my gaze fixed on Mei Ling's face. She stopped touching herself, the blush deepening on her cheeks.
"Would you be cruel enough to let our poor neighbor just watch?"
Satsuki stopped her sucking motion. I felt her nails lightly graze the fabric of my pants. She was clearly irritated by the suggestion, but she couldn't challenge me there. Not when she was already lost in pleasure.
I loosened my grip on her head, giving her the chance to pull back.
With a loud, wet pop, she reluctantly released my cock. The tip, now covered in saliva and pre-cum, glistened in the damp air beneath the table.
Satsuki raised her head and stared at me, her eyes bloodshot with lust and contained fury. Her voice was hoarse, dripping with venom and provocation.
"Well, well. Would little Mei Ling like to join me in tasting her neighbor, Ren?" She forced a smile at Mei Ling. "Don't worry, I don't bite... unless he asks."
Mei Ling could barely breathe, her gaze flickering between the drool dripping from Satsuki's mouth and my erect member, which glistened with saliva in the dim lighting. She tried to articulate a response, but the sound of her voice was swallowed by Satsuki's next action. With the agility of a snake, she shot out her arm and grabbed her neighbor's ankle.
She yanked her hard.
There was a muffled gasp of surprise as Mei Ling, still wearing my teddy bear t-shirt, was dragged under the table. The shirt rode up, giving me a wonderful view of her exposed buttocks and thighs, before she disappeared completely beneath the table.
Then I felt a new breath—hot, hesitant, and trembling—join Satsuki's at my groin.
Then, I heard Mei Ling's shy, embarrassed voice: "H-How... how do you do this?"
Satsuki let out a low, hoarse laugh. "You've never done this with your husband, dear?"
The silence came as a painful answer.
"No," Mei Ling whispered.
Satsuki was silent for a few seconds, as if speechless, then said:
"No problem. I'm an excellent teacher, and I'll be happy to teach an inexperienced student."
Then, without warning, Satsuki swallowed my cock deep down her throat. I arched my back, feeling the voracious, desperate movement she made.
The heat of her velvety mouth, the pleasurable tightness, and an intoxicating suction. Everything was just right, as if she wanted to drive me mad with ecstasy.
She pulled away, panting.
"See?" Satsuki explained to Mei Ling, her breath unsteady. "You have to do it in a back-and-forth motion. Create a suction force with your lips. Make him feel like you want to suck him dry."
I continued to eat, my hand gripping the fork so tightly my knuckles were white. My chewing was mechanical; the meat in my mouth tasted bland.
My total focus was on the new, pleasant sensation on my cock.
A timid, hot mouth enveloped my member. It was inexperienced, hesitant. Her lips trembled, and I felt an occasional scrape of teeth that sent a shockwave of pain and pleasure through my body. There was an underlying desperation that made the act that much more exciting.
An urgent need to please.
Suddenly, Mei Ling's mouth went deeper. She swallowed my cock down to the root, a move that must have been terrifying for her, but was pure agony and pleasure for me.
Her throat gripped me completely; it was as if my cock simply melted in her mouth.
God!
Is this really this woman's first blowjob?
I'm already close to cumming!
Satsuki's voice rang out, approving: "Just like that, Mei Ling. That's how you do it."
Satsuki fell silent, but the sucking continued, uncontrolled.
A new sensation arose: Satsuki's tongue and lips slid over my thigh. Even over the clothes, I could feel the heat and moisture, until she stopped at my groin.
A new, firm, wet suction latched onto my left ball. Her tongue and lips carefully massaged my tense testicles.
Damn it!
Satsuki really wanted to make me cum!
When I looked down...
The spectacularly profane and erotic sight made me swallow a lump of saliva.
Satsuki was holding Mei Ling's head in a firm grip, forcing her to suck my cock with an intensity that made her shoulders tremble. Her green eyes were glazed with pleasure as she sucked and licked my balls.
Mei Ling stared up at me, eyes watering, clearly struggling to breathe and fight her gag reflex, but the contractions of her throat on my cock only heightened the pleasure. The sight of the teddy bear shirt, crumpled and bunched at her waist, revealed the wetness of her pussy dripping down her thighs.
She was the perfect image of submission and desperate pleasure.
The combination of two mouths, the multiple sensations, Mei Ling's humiliation and desperation—it was too much for me to bear any longer.
I came with a ferocity that made me let out a muffled grunt.
Satsuki, with a wicked smile, held Mei Ling's head even tighter, forcing her to swallow all my cum.
Mei Ling grabbed my legs, trying to pull away, desperate for air. But Satsuki's relentless pressure forced her to swallow it all.
When Satsuki finally released her, Mei Ling coughed a few times, clearly fighting her gag reflex, before passing out on the floor.
Meanwhile, Satsuki licked the vestiges of cum from my still-erect penis. She placed a soft kiss on the tip and murmured, her eyes burning with lust, "You really are insatiable, love." She licked her lips and asked, "Round two?"
A satisfied smile formed on my lips.
"Of course. But first..."
Without finishing my sentence, I stood up and lifted an unconscious Mei Ling into my arms. I looked at her sleeping expression; she looked so innocent and vulnerable in this state.
Satsuki let out a cold snort as she stood up and asked, frustrated, "What? Are you just going to admire her now?"
I ignored her frustration and carried Mei Ling to my bedroom, placing her carefully on the double bed. Satsuki followed me silently, stopping beside me to watch me in silence.
I broke the silence and asked as I turned to Satsuki, "Doesn't she look cute unconscious?"
Satsuki's severe expression softened, and she hugged me, resting her chin on my shoulder as she murmured, "Yes. A pity her husband doesn't value her."
I released Satsuki from the hug. She was tense, but not furious. The frustration was there, a slight tightness in her grip on my waist.
A silent warning, which I ignored.
I leaned over Mei Ling. My teddy bear t-shirt was rolled up and crumpled at her waist. The lower half of her body was completely exposed, revealing the milky skin of her shapely thighs.
The room's soft light highlighted the full, white buttocks I had so admired. Between her legs, her pink slit was swollen and wet, glistening with her own arousal.
I took the hem of my t-shirt and gently pulled it down, covering her hips and thighs. I couldn't just leave her like that. I didn't mind looking at her, but basic decency compelled me to cover my unconscious neighbor.
Satsuki watched the gesture in silence. A silence that, for the first time, wasn't one of aggressive jealousy, but of sadness and insecurity.
"I'm going to take a shower," Satsuki murmured, her voice low, averting her gaze from the bed.
The sexual invitation was gone, replaced by a need to get clean, perhaps, or to withdraw.
It seemed like she just wanted to disappear.
She walked to the foot of the bed. In a fluid, slow movement, she pulled the tight black dress up to her hips. Then, she bent forward, using the position to slide the fabric off, giving me a clear and unforgettable view of her large, jiggly ass tensing beneath the silk. The sheer volume of her buttocks was a work of art that defied gravity.
But she didn't stop.
With her hands reaching back, she slid the silk top off her shoulders, freeing her full, perky breasts, which swung freely for an instant before settling, their nipples hard and swollen.
The dress fell to the floor. It was silent, but it sounded like a thunderclap to my ears.
I watched her without blinking. The floor was covered with the thin dress, but there was no bra or panties.
She wasn't wearing anything underneath!
During the entire competition in the kitchen, the dinner, the blowjob under the table, the fury and the possessive kiss—she had been completely naked under that dress.
My gaze, which had been on Mei Ling's body, was now fixed on her, focused on the raw, total beauty of her nudity. My eyes traced the line of her thin waist, the curve of her hip, and the contrast between her milky skin and pink nipples.
Satsuki, noticing the intensity of my gaze, blushed. A deep flush rose from her chest to her neck and cheeks. She tried to cover her breasts and lower region with her arms, an instinctive gesture of shyness.
"S-stop looking, Ren!" Her voice was a trembling whisper, laden with embarrassment.
I moved closer, my curiosity about her reaction overcoming the immediate desire to fuck her right there.
"Why are you embarrassed, Satsuki?" My tone was neutral, but my voice was a little deep. "After everything we've done, after fucking in the teachers' lounge and that blowjob under the dining table, why get shy now?"
Tears threatened to form in her eyes. She swallowed hard.
"It's different, Ren. Before... before I was covered. You were looking at my lust, at what I was giving you. Now..." Her voice broke. "Now I'm completely naked and exposed. It's like you're seeing all of my... my soul."
Satsuki, the untouchable and domineering teacher, reduced to a bashful, vulnerable woman, who'd had her "soul" exposed by my gaze.
What is this?
???
My mind just froze. I didn't know what to think or how to react; I had never dealt with a situation like this before.
But... I felt a stirring in my heart.
What I felt wasn't predatory desire, but a need to possess and protect that vulnerability.
Without thinking or hesitating, I moved forward.
In two steps, I reached her and grabbed her forcefully by the waist, pulling her to me until our bodies were pressed together—her nudity burning through my t-shirt and pants.
My right hand slid forward, caressing and massaging her left breast.
The soft weight of it molded to my palm, the hard, pulsing nipple responding immediately. I felt the fabric of my shirt absorb the damp heat of her skin.
My left hand massaged the underside of her ass, squeezing and releasing the firm, yet paradoxically soft and supple, flesh.
"Nnnh... R-Ren! What are you doing?" Satsuki's tone was one of surprise and growing desire.
My face was close to her neck. I inhaled the scent of sweat and floral perfume, an addictive mixture.
"The main course can wait," I murmured, my voice thick and low. "I want to completely enjoy your body first. Every little piece you tried to hide from me before."
Satsuki visibly relaxed at my words. The panic gave way to slow-building pleasure. She let out a soft, low moan, her head tilting back as I kissed the curve of her neck, nipping at the sensitive skin. My fingers continued to work her breasts, sinking into their soft, warm surface. My teeth grazed slowly and gently on her neck, while my tongue darted out to taste her texture and heat.
"I love you, Ren."
"I love you, Ren."
"I love you, Ren."
She murmured it repeatedly, the sound barely audible, more a desperate confession than a declaration.
I paused my movements for an instant.
"..."
The words stuck in my throat. I didn't know if I could say the same.
But I felt something.
A wave of heat spread through my chest, dissolving my usual coldness. It was a strange sensation, my heart warming up and accelerating uncontrollably.
What is this?
Satsuki pulled back just enough to look at my face. Her green eyes shone with triumph and affection.
She let out a soft laugh, the sweetest melody I had ever heard from her.
"Your face is red, Ren," she teased, with a victorious smile.
I blinked, pushing the warmth away. My expression returned to its usual impassivity.
"It's the heat," I replied curtly. "This room is too hot."
Satsuki laughed again, shaking her head, her breasts brushing against my chest.
"You're so cute." She kissed me, the softest, most tender kiss she had ever given me.