Pervert for Life

Calista’s steps faltered the moment she felt something thick and forceful push straight into her pussy.

Her lips parted on pure reflex as she tried to gasp, yet something warm and heavy slid between them, pressing down on her tongue and filling her mouth until her cheeks hollowed around its shape.

At the same moment another invisible finger forced its way past the clenched ring of her asshole and buried itself deep inside her completely.

Her eyes narrowed to slits almost instantly.

For a single second the classroom full of students saw nothing more than their combat instructor stopping mid-stride.

Only she knew what had just happened.

Strangely, and surprisingly, she had been stuffed full in an instant. She could barely even move in this condition.

Yet she could not let her students discover what had happened.

She swallowed, feeling a faint blush creeping up her cheeks.

Calista had never really engaged in things like this.

She had always been completely focused on combat, constantly training hard to fight the horrors that plagued her world.

She had never even masturbated, not to talk of having a man in her life despite being a mature woman.

The surprising situation was as alarming as it was... interesting?

She felt her mouth wrap tighter around the thick presence that occupied it as she swallowed again.

Still she could only keep walking as if nothing had happened.

As I watched her move I smiled faintly, then quickly hid it before anyone could catch it.

Watching the instructor try to walk normally while her pussy and asshole were both stuffed completely was an amazing sight.

Her long slender legs moved one after the other, and in the 3d projection I could see her love juices already beginning to coat the invisible fingers.

Every step she took made those fingers shift inside her sensitive holes, rubbing against her wet walls and the tight ring of muscle that tried, and failed, to push them out.

Following behind her were all the students.

I was the last to leave the classroom.

As I walked I could not help but admire the sight of their long slender legs filling my vision.

Their skirts rode up their thighs, revealing pale creamy smooth skin underneath.

Majority of the girls here were sexy and of good figures, so the sight of so many of them made my cock rock hard.

I wanted to fuck every single one of them.

Watching a lady in front trip on a stone and flash soft cotton blue panties underneath, I gulped silently.

I glanced up and noticed she was walking as though nothing had happened.

But internally a storm was raging in my mind.

I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to pin her brutally to the wall and fuck her mercilessly.

I glanced in her direction and tried to recall her name.

’Losa...’ I murmured internally.

Unfortunately her affinity with me was below seventy.

’It’s only a matter of time before you’re mine...’ I muttered to myself silently, marking the girl in mind.

Recalling the glimpse of her panties once more, I knew I had to fuck her.

By the time we reached the training field the front of the instructor’s dark trousers already showed a faint darker patch where her pussy had started to leak.

Instructor Calista’s jaw was clenched as she decided to round up the class as quickly as possible before settling whatever was wrong with her today.

I glanced around at the sight of the field.

The field itself was a wide circle of packed earth ringed by low stone barriers.

Students took positions along the edge while Calista strode to the center.

The twin blades slid free of their sheaths with a soft metallic whisper as she drew them out without hesitation.

"First up," she tried to keep her voice steady despite the thick presence still resting on her tongue. "Seraphine Vale."

Her voice sounded a little... muffled.

A few students exchanged glances, wondering why she was speaking like that.

However their gazes were quickly swept in the direction of Seraphine Vale as she stepped out from the group of girls.

A tall girl with dark blue hair stepped forward, mana already coiling around her hands in threads of pale blue.

The moment she stepped within a meter radius of Calista, the instructor attacked to the surprise of everyone.

With the three fingers still filling her holes, she aimed to end each battle as quickly as possible.

Calista felt disappointed in herself for having to do this, but it was the only thing she could do at this point.

It would be embarrassing for any more of the fluids she felt already soaking her thighs to become visible.

With that in mind Calista lunged a blade toward Seraphine’s neck.

Although Seraphine was shocked that the instructor had attacked first, she reacted equally as quickly.

Despite Calista wanting to end things as soon as possible, she ensured her strength remained at the same level as her student.

Due to this, Calista and Seraphine could be considered almost equal in strength.

Seraphine launched a water lance almost immediately, moving her neck backward as she dodged the blade casually.

Calista twisted aside, her blades flashing.

The movement made the invisible shape in her pussy drag hard along her front wall and Calista almost lost her balance.

Her thighs pressed together for half a second instinctively as her knees weakened from the sudden rush of arousal, before she forced them apart again.

Sensing something wrong with the instructor, Seraphine took advantage and released a wide sheet of water in her direction.

However Calista simply raised one hand and the sheet reversed direction mid-air, slamming back into the girl with the same intensity.

The returned wave soaked Seraphine’s uniform completely.

The white fabric turned transparent, clinging to small high breasts and the neat triangle of her panties.

I was startled to see her darkened nipples peeking out through the fabric of her white shirt as she stood.

’She’s not wearing a bra?’ The thought of a lady coming to school without wearing a bra was arousing.

I noticed Calista’s eyes lowered to her breasts for half a second before moving back up to her.

Clearly she too was taken aback, but she did not care too much about it.

Calista’s voice stayed even as she spoke. "Your mana circulation collapses the moment you commit to a wide-area technique. Fix it."

"Yes instructor."

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