My Taboo Academy

"Hah... hah..."

Regina lay draped over the desk, still twitching.

Something had clearly gone very wrong or very right.

’What do I even explain first?’

And why hadn’t the Student Council President opened the door yet?

I was the one who told her to stay out, but her obedience was starting to feel almost unnatural.

We still had about an hour and twenty minutes left.

Scritch... scritch...

I slowly pulled out, scraping the last of the jelly-laced cum from the base of my cock.

Her pussy was so tight it almost refused to let me go.

She was still lost in the aftershocks.

When the head finally popped free, a thick stream of white spilled out in heavy globs, clear proof of everything we’d just done.

Looking at the SS-class hunter who couldn’t even close her legs, I felt more satisfaction than guilt.

’Is this actually possible?’

Only a fantasy world could let a D-rank student reduce an SS-class hunter to this state.

It wasn’t just the face. The rest of me had performed far beyond what should have been possible.

"Your soul should be fully back now."

Would she attack me the moment she recovered?

From the dazed, almost happy look on her face... probably not.

I carefully lifted her upper body and brushed the tangled black hair away from her face with my fingers.

That was when her eyes fully cleared.

"I remember..."

Regina’s first action was to nuzzle into my hand like a contented animal.

"Master..."

"I thought you were the villain... I’m sorry. These hands... were the ones that saved me."

" But I’m the one who put you in that state to begin with?"

Calling it salvation felt wrong.

Yet she was already leaning into my touch without any hesitation.

Slurp... slurp...

She took my fingers into her mouth one by one, carefully sucking them clean.

"I want to remember this warmth..."

"Do you like it?"

I couldn’t remember the last time something had squeezed me so tightly.

"There were even hotter moments..."

Her crimson eyes locked onto my still-hard, glistening cock.

"Ah..."

Having used her as a living condom seemed to have left a permanent mark. Her breathing grew heavier as she stared.

"Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not usually like this."

"Keep going."

She wasn’t looking at my face anymore.

Her gaze was fixed entirely on my cock.

"...Can we do more...?"

Even though her soul was fully restored, the fetish that had been burned into her.

A little while later.

What started out of necessity had shifted. Our eyes met, and something quieter settled between us.

I sat back in the reclining chair. Regina climbed on top of me, settling her weight down until I sank fully inside her again.

The second time went in smoother than the first.

Clothes lay scattered across the floor.

Completely naked, Regina wrapped her arms around my neck and held on tightly.

With me still buried inside her, she took one of my hands and guided it to her neck, silently asking me to keep touching her.

"Ah... nn... hah..."

Her eyes were half-lidded, voice soft and dazed.

She started moving on her own, lifting and dropping her hips in a steady rhythm.

Squelch... squelch... squelch

It felt like I was steering her body with nothing but my hands and the cock inside her.

Every time I stroked her skin, her pussy clenched and pulled me deeper, eager and wet.

She worked her hips harder, voice turning breathy.

"Yes... I’ll milk you properly... I’ll squeeze until there’s nothing left"

"Want me to keep touching you?"

She nodded quickly.

I took the request seriously, running my hands over her with deliberate care.

"Ah... ahh..."

It was as if something addictive lived in my fingertips.

The more I caressed her, the more she melted. She looked ready to do anything I asked already dancing on the cock of a D-class student like she belonged there.

Everything she did was for me.

She lifted herself just enough to drag her entrance along my length, then sank back down without being told.

My cock twitched hard inside her.

While I stayed mostly still, Regina took over completely, bouncing on me with open, shameless need.

Squelch... squelch... squelch

An SS-class hunter, famous, powerful, untouchable was currently presenting her ass and feeding her pussy on my throbbing cock.

The view was unreal.

Her full breasts swayed with every movement, nipples tight and proud.

Throb... throb... throb...

"Touch me more..."

"I am."

"Ah... you should understand how rare this is... An SS-class master offering her tight pussy to your cock like this..."

I kept stroking her, supporting the back of her head.

Tears of pure, overwhelmed gratitude gathered at the corners of her eyes.

As thanks, she rolled her hips even more provocatively.

Throb, throb

"Ah—!"

"The heat... it’s too much... this kind of sex..."

"You’ve picked up a pretty perverted fetish because of me, Regina."

"P-please... every time I come like this... I feel so happy..."

Squish... squish...

Even while she moved, her pussy kept leaking, coating my shaft in thick, clear fluid.

The elegant black-haired beauty was completely lost in the rhythm, expression soft and open.

Squelch... squelch...

"I’ve never... thrown myself at a man like this before... not even once..."

She seemed almost distressed by the gap between the woman she used to be and the one currently riding me with abandon. She kept trying to explain herself.

"I was always careful... popular, yes, but never the type to give in easily..."

"I know."

I stroked her hair. She answered by rolling her hips harder.

Swish... swish... swish...

"Oh... ohh..."

I lifted her slightly, then pulled her back down onto me in one firm motion.

Squelch!

"Ah!!"

Regina collapsed against my chest, moaning helplessly. The goddess had been right.

This heroine was at her happiest when she was with the protagonist. Pride, status, reputation none of it mattered in the face of that simple truth.

She was starving for affection.

A single gentle touch made her look like she had won the entire world. The depth of that happiness was almost startling.

It was far more intoxicating than I expected.

’...She’s beautiful.’

Regina sank down again, ignoring the creak of the chair, and kept moving.

My cock glided through her soft, dripping folds.

"Oh... ohhh..."

I matched her rhythm, hips rising to meet every drop of her body, steadily building toward release.

We fucked without urgency, without fear.

Unprotected, deep, and completely open to the consequences.

I held her close, one hand cradling the back of her head while I thrust up into her.

"Ah... yes... I’m so happy... I can’t believe how happy I am..."

Her legs stretched out as another climax rolled through her. She didn’t fight it at all.

I buried my face between her full breasts and kept moving.

I nuzzled against her soft flesh while my hips continued their steady pace.

I pushed deeper until the head of my cock kissed her cervix.

**Fleshlight Touch** let me tease that sensitive spot with precise pressure.

*Slick... slick... slick...*

"Mm... ah... ahh..."

Regina moaned like she was surrendering even though no one had demanded it.

"Fill me again..."

"...Inside? Already?"

"I’ll take a morning-after pill later... Just... fill me as much as you want..."

"..."

I locked my arms around her and thrust harder.

*Thrust... thrust... thrust... thrust...*

"Ah!!"

Her eyes rolled back. She tried to rock away from the intensity, but I held her firmly in place, grinding against her deepest point.

"Coming."

*Squirt! Gush! Spurt! Spurt!*

I held her soft, warm body tight and poured everything into her.

My sister’s earlier teasing about stamina suddenly felt very real.

Was this a normal amount for a second round?

The world of Lustbound was ridiculous...

I was gasping, almost light-headed from how good it felt.

It seemed like my cock might actually burst from the pressure.

*Buh... vrrrrrrr... buh... buh...*

I kept moving in slow, deep circles while I licked and sucked at her breasts.

*Creak... creak...*

"This chair is solid."

"...Hah ... please don’t stop..."

"Take as much as you want."

I whispered it against her hair while stroking the back of her neck.

"Yes... don’t treat me like a child..."

"SS-class hunter Regina Dean?"

"Uh... uh..."

I stirred inside her. The proud hunter stuck her tongue out, completely dazed.

I shifted, still buried deep, and pulled her into a proper kiss.

Our tongues met and tangled, sealing the space between our mouths.

We traded breath and heat, kissing like we had all the time in the world.

"Chp... churu... mm..."

Regina pulled back just enough to look at me with wide eyes.

"You were the first person I ever kissed..."

"We’re not even dating."

"Then... what are we?"

The sudden question left me blank.

Have I saved a heroine with a shattered sense of self only to step straight into her entire life?

The weight of it made my head spin.

"It’s fine. You don’t have to answer."

She must have read rejection on my face, because she rushed to speak again, afraid of seeming clingy, yet clearly unwilling to let go.

"Just... fill me again..."

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