Academy's Pervert in the D Class

Kuri’s face was red. Anger still sat in it, on the surface, mixed with something else.

"What do you want, perv?" she said. Her voice came out rougher than she intended. "Keep staring at it? Do you want me to piss on you?"

Lor unzipped his pants without hurry.

His cock came free at once — already hard, thick, the head slightly flushed and glistening at the tip. He stayed sitting. He tapped his own thigh twice with two fingers.

"Come sit here."

"No. I’m not doing that."

"The deal was you give me your holes," he said. His voice stayed even, almost calm. "That means they go where I want them. Right now I want them on my cock."

Kuri’s face scrunched.

Her mouth opened like she was about to curse him again.

Between her legs her pussy had gone noticeably wetter. She could feel the cool air against the slickness. The heat in her lower stomach pulsed once, harder.

"...Fine. I am a person who sticks to her word"

She walked around the chair. She turned so her back faced him, so that he couldn’t see the expressions on her face.

The loose white shirt hung down her back and stopped just above the curve of her ass, leaving both cheeks fully bare.

They were round and firm.

The cleft between them was clear under the lamp. As she shifted her weight, her pussy became visible from behind — the soft, flushed lips slightly parted, the wetness already catching the light.

She reached back with one hand and found his cock. Her fingers closed around the shaft, holding it upright.

The heat of it against her palm made her breath hitch once.

With her other hand she reached between her own legs and spread her pussy open with two fingers, pulling the soft lips apart so the entrance was clear.

Then she began to lower herself.

She crouched first, thighs spreading, knees bending. The thick head of him pressed against her open entrance.

She adjusted the angle with the hand still holding him, rubbing the tip slowly up and down through her wetness once, then settling it in place.

She started to sit.

The head pushed in first.

Even wet, the stretch made her hiss through her teeth.

Her fingers tightened on his cock for a second before she forced herself to keep going.

Inch by inch she sank down.

The thick shaft spread her open from the inside. Fullness rolled up through her lower stomach in a slow, heavy wave. Pain and heat mixed together until she could not tell them apart.

She did not drop.

She took him in small, controlled movements, breathing out each time more of him slid inside.

Her thighs trembled.

The shirt hung loose down her back. Her bare ass lowered toward his lap in slow increments.

When the last of him pushed in, her asscheeks finally settled fully against his thighs.

His cock was buried to the hilt.

Her weight rested completely on his lap.

She could feel him deep inside her, thick and hard, pressing against places that still felt sensitive from the alley.

Kuri’s hands braced on his knees. Her head tipped forward. A long, shaky breath left her mouth.

She was sitting on him completely.

"Good girl."

The words landed against the back of her neck, close enough that she felt his breath.

"Shut up."

Her voice came out tight. Every small breath she took made her feel him shift. The stretch was still there. The heat was worse.

Lor’s hands left her hips. They slid up under the loose white shirt, palms dragging over her stomach, then higher. His fingers found the first button.

Kuri’s back stiffened.

"What are you doing."

He did not answer. He worked the button open. Then the next. Then the next.

The shirt fell further off her shoulders as it loosened. The last button came free and the fabric hung open down her front, still on her arms, doing nothing to cover her.

Her breasts were bare in the lamplight. Full. Pale. The nipples already tight from the air and from sitting on him.

They rose and fell with each breath.

Lor’s hands came around from behind and cupped them.

Kuri made a short sound in her throat.

"Don’t—"

His thumbs brushed over both nipples at the same time. Slow. Back and forth.

The tips hardened further under the touch.

He rolled them between his fingers, then pinched, then let go and just held the weight of her full breasts in his palms.

"I said don’t."

She did not pull away. Her hands stayed braced on his knees.

Her pussy clenched around him once, involuntary, and she felt it and hated that he could feel it too.

Lor squeezed her breasts more firmly.

His fingers sank into the soft flesh.

He lifted them, pressed them together, then released and went back to her nipples.

He circled one, then the other. He pinched the left one and held it while his other hand kept stroking the right.

Kuri’s jaw locked.

"You’re doing that on purpose."

"Yes. Of course. You have got an amazing set."

He pinched again, a little harder. A thin sound escaped her before she could stop it. She bit it off immediately.

"Now start moving," he said. His mouth was still near her ear.

Kuri stayed still for a second. Then she planted her feet better on the floor and started to lift.

Her thigh muscles flexed. The long lines of them tightened as she rose. His cock dragged out of her, wet and thick, until only the head was still inside.

Her ass left his lap. The air touched the slick skin between her cheeks.

She paused at the top, breathing through her nose, then lowered herself again.

Her asscheeks came back down onto his thighs, firm and full, settling with a soft, heavy press.

He sank all the way into her again. The fullness punched a breath out of her.

"Again."

She went up.

Slower this time. Her thighs shook a little on the way.

The shirt hung open off her arms. Her breasts moved in his hands as she rose, the nipples dragging against his palms.

She came down.

Her ass pressed flush to his lap.

The wet sound of him filling her was quiet and filthy in the small room.

She wasn’t sure if the sound was real or just in her head.

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