Romance Fan Fiction ❯ Pin Up ❯ Vol, Three: Chap. Fifteen: Sleeping with the Teacher ( Chapter 15 )

Sleeping with the Teacher

There is a fever swiping Todai. Her name was Okamoto-sensei. What a fox too! Thirty-one and she still had it. The leg-men ogled her long, pale slender legs as she walked down the halls. The freshman girls felt second-rate compared to this well-endowed professor. The graduate boys wanted to grab her narrow waist. The senior boys wanted a sniff of her short purple-black hair. The junior boys wanted to leave hickeys on her creamy, pale nape. The female professors sneered at how Okamoto-sensei wore her uniform. The professor only smirked to herself. She basked in the attention.

Her first class began at nine in the morning. She walked into the classroom in her black fuck-me pumps. Everyone automatically took notice. Okamoto-sensei smirked at her students.

“Stand, bow, sit,” she commanded. Like little sheep, they followed her every command. Good, she thought.

“Good morning,” the professor greeted them.

“Good morning!” the students echoed. Okamoto-sensei began class from there. Though, hard to say if the lecture sank into the students' heads. Their eyes stayed on her breasts the whole time. Okamoto-sensei talked on and pretended not to notice. The lecture went on until time up.

She had another class at ten. Shojiro and Jim sat in the front row. Okamoto-sensei had the top button of her crisp white blouse wide open. More specially, two buttons open. All of the freshman boys had their eyes glued to her cleavage. Jim's cheeks fired tomato red while Shojiro crossed his legs. Okamoto-sensei giggled at the boys.

“Is there a problem, boys?” she asked. Jim and Shojiro snapped back into attention.

“N-No!” they were quick to say. Okamoto-sensei only giggled and returned to her lecture on Japanese law. Jim took in slow, heavy breaths to calm down.

I need to jack off!, Shojiro thought in discomfort. Lecture ended at 10:50.

Okamoto-sensei had her lunch outside today. Once again, all eyes on her. The high noon sun above added attention to her legs, breasts, clothes, and hair. The other female professors didn't like what they saw.

“Slut!” one of them whispered. “Does she even care?”

“Of course not!” another one said. “She just craves the attention!”

“What a slut!” another one commented. Okamoto-sensei looked up from the bench. The professors sneered at her. She only shrugged.

Poor cows, the woman thought. They just need to get laid more often.

She has two classes this afternoon. One at three and one at four. Big classes there too. Que the stares and fantasies.

But, our seductive sensei is taken. What? That's right, Okamoto Nami already has a beau. Who is he? Someone young? A student? No, not really.

At seven in the evening, Namiki-san got a knock his office door.

“Enter!” he called. The man's heart went into double-time when he heard those fuck-me pumps enter the room.

“Hello professor,” her voice filled his ears. He broke out into a light sweat as he looked up. Nami stood before him, smirking.

“Problem?” she asked. He shook his head.

“Nami!” he wailed. “How many times must I…” She smiled and shook her head.

“Come on, Akihiko,” she said. “This isn't school now.” The man trembled as the power of the pussy took over his mind without revealing itself yet.

“W-W-What do you want?” he asked. Nami took a step closer.

“Silly question, don't you think?” she asked. Okamoto-sensei slid down her black lacy panties. Her target's eyes shot wide.

“N-N-Nami!” he stammered out. She smiled as she sat on his desk with her legs spread open. Namiki-san's cheeks turned a deep red.

“But…” he mumbled.

“Shhh,” Nami whispered as she gently put her to his lips. “Don't talk, lick.” He said nothing from there. The man stuck out his tongue and licked along her pussy lips. Okamoto-sensei smiled as her moans filled the air. She threw back her head and let the power of the pussy do the real work tonight.

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