After class, I returned to the office but found Chifuyu Orimura absent, which was disappointing. I'd hoped to chat with her until dismissal, but instead mingled with the other female teachers, occasionally taking small advantages. Time flew by, and school ended.
"See you tomorrow, teachers." As I left, several female teachers looked regretful—wishing for more time with Teacher Jian.
I hurried to the training room next to the IS practice field. There were only a few, requiring reservations, but as a teacher, it was simple. I'd booked the innermost one.
Surprisingly, Houki Shinonono arrived first—I thought she'd chat with classmates longer. "Houki, you're early. Change into the pilot suit first. I've got the IS training armor ready—suit up after."
"Mm, okay, Teacher." Though changing in the same room with a male teacher was embarrassing, she'd committed, so she took her bag to the changing area without hesitation.
Rustling sounds came from the changing room, scratching my itch. Peeking would be easy with my abilities, but I wanted to savor conquering Houki slowly—no need. The sounds alone sparked imagination.
Soon, Houki emerged in the tight pilot suit—still captivating, eyes hard to pull away. Knowing I was outside while changing, her pretty face flushed on exit.
"Relax, Teacher won't eat you." Couldn't let awkwardness linger—first alone time, seize it. I broke the silence.
"Mm, uh, sorry, Teacher." She finally responded, nervous earlier. As an adult male teacher, second thoughts hit post-agreement, but here now—calm, learn.
"No issue. Suit up in the training armor—time's short, teach more." She nodded silently, heading to the wall-mounted IS training armor.
Bending, pert ass high in tight suit—rounder. Long straight legs prepping for leg armor, she turned suddenly. "Teacher, could you turn around please?"
Slightly surprised nod, turned. Girl with secret crush—alone with my girl-appeal aura, still guarded. Reaction delay showed aura effect—not instant remind.
"Okay, turn back." Mechanical clicks later, suited—armor added heroic flair, new charm.
"First, run through today's lesson—feel it. I'll guide." No objection; practiced my taught moves.
Long hair danced with motions, breasts jiggling—sans chest armor, beautiful arcs. Pleasing sight.
"Done, Teacher." Calm gaze.
"Your strengths/flaws first." Detailed lecture, improvements explained.
"Now practice—I'll guide." Ample time, more detail than class. Eyes closed, digested, then acted.
Deep blue eyes reopened, practiced. Occasional hand-corrections—arm/leg armor only, no excess.
"Self-practice limited—be my sparring partner?" Long-planned; contact inevitable, freer than guided.
"Trouble Teacher?" Paused, hesitant query—knew partner better, no real refusal.
"You're my student—not trouble. I'll match your level. Come." No black sword—summoned wooden one, safer practice.
"Thanks." I slashed chest; she foot-adjusted, blocked, counter-slashed.
"Good—watch." Dodge side, leg-bump armored wrist, left-grab bare right arm—smooth skin feel, quick pinch/release yank, tossed.
Mid-air adjust, legs bend land-thrust, dual-down-upslash—blade whistled.
"Speed fine, but leave openings—esp big-flaw moves." Back-step evade, dash belly-palm soft abdomen.
Suit gloss, warm softness—fingers flex "stroke" instant. Light force—no knockback, belly tender.
"Mm." Steadied, dual-sword assault—understood Cecilia's feel vs me. Monster like Orimura?
Vertical blocked horizontal—no counter, let attack flow. Dodged/blocked, wood-sword guided better form.
"Hah, hah." Fatigue sweat, no rest—cherish rare chance, push till collapse.
"Careful, Houki—countering." Offense waned—defense time, more body contact.
Reverse-flick blade up, shoulder-grab intent—leg-kick, hand-block thigh instead.
Palm open on unarmored spot—tight stocking-red edge bit thigh-flesh, erotic combo.
No linger, elbow-back strike—stagger near-fall. Battle-focus roll-squat-leap-thrust.
Wood-sword press down; no resist, slide-spin side-slash. Crouch dodge—close jiggle breasts, head-bump urge for face-bury softness—no, complicate conquest.
Sword-flat belly-tap. Anticipated light force—endured, overhead chop. Suppressed no speed-dodge—close in, chop misses.
Shoulder-bump sword-arms—offense broken. Expected retreat—headbutt! Bang—mutual stagger.
"Hit Teacher once." Corner-smirk mutter—bet recall? Competitive vs rep candidate—human. Iron-head unsuspected, inwardly laughed.
"Yes, decent—keep up." Quiet heard, embarrassed. No time—rapid horizontal sweep.
Blocked desperate; strikes hit flaws—not direct, frustrating.
Clang—wall-pinned. Post-headbutt time, high-intensity panting, sweat-drenched. Cheek-drips flushed face, heaving chest sway—captivating.
"End/rest?" No answer, resolute blue eyes final-charge.
Swords clash shockwave—near-equal, her burst edged. Stalemate, she slid along blade-slash.
Matched down-chop—blade near-head micro-dodge, wood grazed belly. Pain defeat-sense—lesson end.
Power gone, fatigue crashed—limp near-fall. Caught—sweat-girl scent, fine body wet-warm. Worth it.
Eyes shut brace pain—sudden arms, opened struggled up. Breasts rubbed body, skin grazed—body massage.
"Rest now—low strength. Won't do anything, just support to sit. Okay?" Greedy youth but arm-shoulder hold.
"This... fine, thanks Teacher." Released, minimal struggle—unaccustomed male contact, liked someone guarded. Aura/ops loosened.
"Relax—not eating. Distrust Teacher?"
"No, you're good... just unused to male closeness." Shake—good man, but guarded crush. Relaxed more.
Less tense—progress. Push: "Want stronger quick, right?"
"Why say?" Puzzled.
"Today's grit, quick makeup yes—crave strength. Power not all, but enables wants, protects."
Pondered—sister-protected, powerless vs her issues. Academy learn—not useless. Split Ichika evade factions. Orimura/Jian strength changes? Yes—not protected.
"Want stronger?"
"Yes, Teacher—fast."
"Good student. Class teaches, but one-on-one far better—as felt. Continue after-school?"
"Trouble too much."
"No—看好 you, happy help." Shoulder to head-pat care.
"Uh... truly grateful, thanks."
Fish hooked—ongoing alone time.
"Decided—daily here post-school. Conflicts, say ahead."
"Mm." Nod. Recovered, sat chat—bond closer.
"Time—dorm dinner rest." Evening unaware.
"Ah, this late? Change, Teacher." Quick desuit—no turn-ask, admired ass/legs. Locker-wipe-uniform out.
"Thanks help—more guidance please." Door bow thanks.
"Thanks? Change address—too formal ongoing. Call you Houki?"
Hesitant yes—adult good like elder, okay.
"Mm, bye." Watched graceful run stairs—phase 1 done. Can't escape.
"I'm home, Sherry, Charlotte." Post-Houki, home. Road classmate high-favor—time no, kiss bliss home.
"Father home! Mom kitchen—dinner soon, wait." Sparkly purple eyes.
"Mm, good Charlotte—rushed reward." Hugged, bath-fragrance inhale neck—refreshing.
"Mm, mm-chuu... chuu-chuu... mm... chuu... mm... mm..." Mouth-covered, tongue plunder sweet saliva hydrate day-fatigue. Playful tongue tease/flee—joyful kiss.
"Chuu... mm... mm-chuu... chuu... mm..." Wall-press tight—smooth skin/breast drunk. Fierce suck tongue, gulp nectar.
"Mm... mm... Fa... ther... chuu-mm... big... chuu..." Aroused tongue respond, flushed媚 eyes call.
Long separate, limp Charlotte living room. Table Sherry feast aromatic. Unfazed hold: "Wash hands, eat."
"Yes, thanks baby." Lip-peck eye-roll, Charlotte wash dinner-prep.
"Today good?" Dinner query.
"Mm, infirmary light."
"Me too, Father—teachers/classmates nice."
"Glad—dislike, tell anytime." Pleasant mother-daughter chat dinner. Post: love Sherry, pamper good daughter.