Particular Likes

"Ahhhh ..." Keigo sighed as he sat on the mall bench, drinking a smoothie he bought at the mall's smoothie store. "I have to love a good mango smoothie!"

Beside him were Mizuiro and Chojiro who accompanied him to the mall, the last of which he did mainly to escape from his kidnapping boss for a few hours. Both Keigo and Mizuiro knew it was only a matter of time before Megumi found him, but they decided to just enjoy the time they had with Chojiro. "So, where do you want to go next?"

"I thought we should take a look at the rental company that just opened. We can stop by the bookstore later, "said Mizuiro as he took a sip of his banana smoothie. "What do you think, Chojiro?" When he got no answer, he saw Chojiro walking away. "Chojiro?"

The orange-haired boy came out of his daze and looked at his friends. "Yes, yes. We can verify that."

Keigo joked. "Chojiro, do you know what we were talking about?"

Chojiro was quiet for a moment and then replied, "You wanted to take a look at the video store that opened."

"…You had luck." Keigo stood up when he felt nature's call reach him. "Give me a few minutes, guys. I have to go to the bathroom."

Mizuiro saw Keigo running to find a bathroom and turned to Chojiro, only to see that he had run off again. Following Chojiro's line of sight, Mizuiro found what Chojiro was looking at. Nudging the teenager, Mizuiro smiled. "Admiring the view?" he joked when he saw Chojiro looking at a hot woman.

Chojiro almost jumped when he realized he was caught looking at women. "Mizuiro! I uh ..." he blushed, feeling like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "Sorry, I was just napping ..." he said, hoping his colleague would change the subject.

His colleague turned and looked at the woman that Chojiro was checking and his lips formed a knowing smile. The woman looked to be in her late thirties. Long black hair rolled down in her hair and her breasts were large and firm, her hips wide. She was the type of woman that Mizuiro would be interested in.

In other words: MILF.

Mizuiro had noticed in the following months after Chojiro saved them from Belphegor that he had been a little melancholy since he lost his powers. For a while, he and the others wondered what to do to cheer up Chojiro and Mizuiro now had an idea of ​​how to lift Chojiro's spirits. He just needed to get Chojiro out of his modest shell and embrace his darkest thoughts. "So are you like me, Chojiro? Are you attracted to older women?"

Knowing that there was no denying it now that he had been caught in the act, Chojiro nodded. "Yes ... I've always been attracted to older women. Happy?" he asked, irritated by his friend's intrusion.

Mizuro patted Chojiro on the back, his mind choosing the next words wisely. "Chojiro, you haven't been yourself lately. You saved the world after all. Why not indulge yourself?" he suggested, wondering how Chojiro would react.

The pink on Chojiro's cheeks turned red, his eyes going back to the previous woman. "What do you mean?" he finally asked. Unlike Keigo, he felt he could trust himself to talk about things like that with Mizuiro. "What am I supposed to do? I think you would be shocked."

Waving his hand, Mizuro leaned back and looked around. "Chojiro, I've known you for a while. It was clear that you weren't so interested in our classmates, or Astra and Zenshi. Plus, I once caught you shamelessly looking at Mrs. Ochi's ass." Leaning back, he smiled at his embarrassed friend. "So, have you thought about going after that?"

"Mizuiro…."

"I'm serious, Chojiro," said the boy, giving Chojiro a stern look. "You are a nice guy. More than that, you practically saved our lives, as well as the world. I think you have to admit that you deserve a little bit of everything for what you did."

This caught Chojiro's attention. In the past few months, since he sacrificed his powers to stop Belphegor, he has repeatedly tried to push the idea that he deserves something for what he has done, trying to maintain the image that he has always been selfless. However, in his private moments, Chojiro fantasized about being in bed with several women in a celebratory orgy. This fantasy had to carve its way through the recesses of Chojiro's mind until it burned inside him like a star turning into a supernova.

"Maybe ... you're right, Mizuiro ..." Chojiro said quietly, his mind drifting with dark thoughts.

Mizuiro smiled, happy to see that Chojiro was about to be pushed to the dark side. "Would you like some tips from someone who's been in the sheets before?"

Chojiro's head turned towards his friend. "Wait a minute, have you had sex before?"

Laughing, Mizuiro nodded. "Yes. About two months ago with my neighbor widow. She called me to help her move some things and when I passed her, she practically pulled me over her shoulder straight to her room. She taught me a lot about that makes a woman wet. "

'Wow, Keigo is conveniently taking too long in the bathroom ...' Chojiro thought before turning around. "So, um ... what did she teach you?" he asked, his curiosity getting the best of him.

Mizuiro smirked. Chojiro finally went to the dark side….

A few days later….

Megumi's house

Chojiro grunted as he lifted a heavy box up the stairs to Megumi's room, wishing he had called today. 'Ah, who am I kidding? If I told her I was stuck in an elevator, she would blow up the doors and drag my carcass out ... 'He put the box on Megumi's table and wiped his sweaty forehead. "Here it is, Megumi. This is the last one."

Megumi took off her cap and sighed, her body was as sweaty as Chojiro's. "Thank you, Chojiro. I can't believe the printing company blew my order." She looked at the boxes stacked on the wall. "I ordered two hundred brochures, not two thousand!" She put her palm out and shook her head. "This is what I get for working with the cheap printing company…."

Chojiro sat on a chair and tried to calm down. He leaned back and ran a hand through his sweaty hair and tried to have cool, relaxing thoughts.

"You are like me, Chojiro. You are attracted to older women ..."

Her eyes turned to Megumi, who took off her jacket, leaving her with a white T-shirt, already wet with sweat. Chojiro couldn't help but notice in the afternoon light that he could see her bra….

'Chojiro, calm down,' he tried to tell himself. 'She is not a MILF, she is your boss. Your boss, who ... is also a little older than you ... and is a mother ... and ... and ... 'Chojiro's heart raced as Megumi bent down to pick up another box, her ass pressing against the jeans. ' Oh my God! What an ass! '

Chojiro immediately slapped himself. 'Come on, Chojiro! She's your boss! Your boss!' "So, uh, Megumi," he said, trying to get his mind out of the gutter. "Where's Kaoru at? Shouldn't he be home now?"

"Kaoru is having a slumber party with a friend. Something about a new game that has been released; Dragon Quest… Dragon Dogmas or something," explained Megumi. She saw how sweaty Chojiro was and gave him a friendly smile. "Look, I just fixed the shower in the room. You can use this while I shower in my room."

Chojiro nodded his thanks. "Thank you, Megumi. I'm going to take a quick shower and then go home." He got up and left the room, hoping she wouldn't see his erection ...

With Megumi….

Megumi took off her clothes as soon as she closed the bathroom door, her body covered with sweat. "Damn," she said, rubbing her aching shoulders. "I'm glad Chojiro helped me. I would have broken my back carrying all those boxes."

As soon as she was about to get into the shower, she realized something critical that she had overlooked. "Filth!" she shook her head, "I forgot to bring towels for Chojiro." She reached into the bathroom cabinet and took out two cute towels. Wrapping herself around one, she grabbed the other and left the bathroom, going to the guest room next to the guest room. Imagining that Chojiro was already in the middle of the shower, she naively opened the door without knocking first.

His jaw dropped when he opened the door and saw Chojiro standing in front of the shower, naked as the day he was born. "Chojiro! I uh ..." she blushed when the boy turned, his eyes quickly going south. "I brought you a towel," she said quickly, placing the towel in the sink. "Sorry .." she murmured, closing the door quickly. "I should have knocked."

Megumi quickly went back to her own bath and jumped, pouring cold water to try to get the lustful thoughts out of her head. As she turned the water to warm up, she thought of Chojiro, standing there in all his glory. He didn't even try to hide his manhood when he turned around, as if he expected her to come in his arms as soon as he entered the bathroom. "Pervert ..." she murmured, her head pressing against the wall as she ran a bar of soap across her belly. "He's a pervert ... a pervert ... well endowed ... hot ..." she mumbled, her mind remembering Chojiro naked in front of her. His eyes closed when he remembered Chojiro's cock, his free hand going lower….

"Damn ... he was at least six inches soft ... I can't imagine how big he is when he's hard ..." she moaned, her hand touching her pussy as her mind started to wander. - I never realized how much of a man he is. His hand started to rub her pussy as he imagined Chojiro taking her.

When his other hand brushed the shower handle and placed it cold, it took Megumi out of her heated costume. "What am I thinking?" she murmured, shaking her head. "Chojiro is my employee! I can't be fantasizing about my employees!"

Pushing away any remaining thoughts about a naked Chojiro, she got out of the shower and dried off, putting on a new batch of clothes….

Return to Chojiro….

Chojiro came out of the bathroom, refreshed. He was surprised when he saw Megumi approaching him; he was too shocked to cover himself. But as embarrassed as he was, he couldn't help but notice the expression on Megumi's face when she stared at him. 'Megumi ...'

He entered his boss's living room and saw her looking at a magazine that arrived in the mail. Megumi's cheeks were pink when he entered the room. "Um ... Sorry about that, Chojiro," she apologized. "I should have knocked."

Scratching the back of his neck, Chojiro shrugged. "It's all right." He wanted to say that he should go, but his eyes were glued to her body. She put her gloves back on and a new T-shirt, but put on black pants that showed off her curves. 'Wow ... she really knows where it's important.'

Megumi heard Chojiro's stomach growl and laughed. "Well, I can't just let you go home hungry. Wait here while I go and see what I can quickly prepare." Megumi left the room and entered the kitchen, leaving Chojiro in the room.

Once again Mizuiro's voice whispered in Chojiro's mind again, causing his dark fantasies to arise in his mind. "You practically saved our lives, besides the world. I think you have to admit that you deserve something for everything you did ..."

Chojiro silently got up and went to the kitchen door. Peeking through the door, he saw Megumi bending over and rummaging through the fridge for food. His eyes fixed on her round ass and it didn't take long for him to get hard. - Damn it ... - he said, throwing caution to the wind. - I'm going ahead.

Megumi was busy pulling out a pan of lasagna when she gasped when a hand gently touched her butt. "Chojiro?" She turned her head to see the boy behind her, her eyes saying that what he wanted was not food. "What are you doing?" she asked.

The boy's hand gently squeezed Megumi's firm ass, remembering what Mizuiro told him. "Remember, Chojiro, be subtle and smooth. If you get nervous, they will definitely reject you when you step over them."

"Hey, Megumi, I think I know what I want for dinner ..." he said softly, loving to feel her ass in his hand.

Megumi was about to get up and slap him on the face when he put his hand on his other cheek. massaging your sexy ass. 'Ohhh ...' she thought, 'This is good ...' When she stood up, Chojiro took her by surprise, turning her head and kissing her. "Mmmmmhhh ..." Chojiro's hand snaked up to her breast and squeezed it gently. Megumi's head began to fog up, finding it hard to think. 'Well, he's handsome ... and I haven't had sex in a while ...' she told herself, throwing herself into the pit of lust that Chojiro was dragging her. 'Screw it. Only this time will I afford the luxury of a hot man.

Chojiro couldn't believe how well his charm worked when Megumi turned and kissed him deeply, their tongues meeting lasciviously. While Megumi slid her arms around his neck, he took her belt and pulled it off.

"Always remember, Chojiro: mature women love it when they are teased. They get hot when they realize their hands are stuck in the cookie jar."

"Megumi," Chojiro whispered in his ear. Megumi shivered, forgetting the sound of his name on another man's lips. "I saw how you didn't resist me in the shower before. Did you like what you saw?" he asked, his hands holding her ass.

Megumi's face turned red in response before she laughed. "Yes. I had no idea that my teenage employee had a man's body ..." she whispered back. Having a young man within reach reached Megumi's switch. She picked up Chojiro's shirt and pulled it over her head, licking her lips to see how strong Chojiro's body was. "Damn it, Chojiro. You are hot!" she exclaimed before crushing her lips to Chojiro's, pushing him into a chair and staying in his lap.

Grabbing her shirt, Chojiro pulled Megumi's shirt off her, her heart racing at the sight of Megumi's breasts. Since she was his boss, he never imagined her being so full, but now he realized that Megumi's breasts were just his type. He held her breasts and shaped them in his hands, loving how firm they were at his touch. He kissed Megumi again as he pulled her close, feeling her nipples rub against her bare skin.

Feeling how much Chojiro was loving her breasts, Megumi held them and stood up a little until her breasts were in front of Chojiro's face. "Do you like it, Chojiro?" she teased, rubbing her breasts, "Why don't you suck me?" she suggested.

Chojiro didn't need to be warned twice. He wrapped his lips around her pink nipple and started pleasuring her chest, his tongue swirling around her hardened areola. Megumi hissed with pleasure when Chojiro's teeth nibbled on her breast, pulling back and stretching her breast. Chojiro didn't get tired of the taste of Megumi's breasts. He moved to her neglected breast and gave her the same treatment, hands stroking her back. Feeling bold by his newfound ability to please women, Chojiro pulled his mouth off Megumi's chest and kissed his way back up, kissing his boss before she got off him. "Megumi?" he asked, wondering if he went too far.

Her answer came when she reached for her pants and quickly unzipped them. While on top of Chojiro, she could feel his growing erection pressing against her and the need for a man was driving her crazy. Megumi took off Chojiro's pants and panties, leaving him naked. His eyes looked at Chojiro's cock in complete awe. ' Wow! He shames my ex-husband! she thought as Chojiro's enormous masculinity contracted in front of her. "Damn it, Chojiro! If I knew you had this, I would have done it sooner!" she laughed.

Standing on her knees in front of her employee, Megumi took off her gloves and wrapped her bare hand around Chojiro's 23 cm axis. Chojiro rolled his head back and groaned Megumi's name as she pushed him away. Because she always wore gloves to protect herself, her hands were so soft and smooth, her penis seemed to be wrapped in warm velvet. "Don't stop," he groaned, his hand joining hers. Megumi smiled as she continued to stroke Chojiro. Megumi, deciding to bring Chojiro back by teasing him earlier, bent down and started sucking on his balls. "Ah!" he gasped when Megumi's wet tongue started to lick his balls. "Megumi!" he grunted, unable to hold his accelerated hand. "I'm coming!"

Megumi took her mouth off her balls and opened it wide when Chojiro came, catching the first sticky strand of white sperm in her mouth. She stroked his cock vigorously as he continued to come in her mouth. 'Fuck, it's so hot! I feel like my stomach is melting! She thought as she swallowed, her free hand dipping into her pants to rub.

Chojiro couldn't take it anymore. He asked the boss to give him a great handjob and he wanted more. Getting up, he pulled Megumi to her feet and turned her around. Megumi smiled when Chojiro reached around her and took off his belt before unzipping his pants. "My God," Megumi teased as Ichiog lowered his pants, stepping out of them. "Someone is anxious. Is this your first time with a woman, Chojiro?"

"Never tell her that you are a virgin," Mizuiro warned him, "You will lose all momentum if she suddenly follows the same rhythm."

"No," Chojiro said as he knelt, his hands grabbing the hem of his black panties and pulling them down. "I've been around the block a few times with my colleagues," he lied before getting up and sliding his cock between her thighs. Megumi squeezed her thighs together, sighing when she felt Chojiro slide in and out of her. Chojiro couldn't resist anymore and leaned Megumi over the kitchen table. "Ready, Megumi?" he asked, teasing her, rubbing the head of his cock against her entrance.

"Yes ..." Megumi murmured, her back shaking with anticipation. "Fuck me, Chojiro!"

Chojiro always imagined what it would be like inside a woman, but Megumi's cunt was by far the best thing he ever felt. He groaned as he slid inside her, his walls hugging him with his hot tension. "Oh God ..." he murmured as he continued to slide inch after inch inside her. "It's so tight!"

"Mmmmmh yes ..." Megumi moaned as Chojiro filled her pussy. It had been so long since she had almost forgotten what it was like to have a man inside her. Chojiro's cock stretched its walls to the limit. 'Ohhhhhh fuuuuuck!' his confused brain of lust thought when Chojiro's tip touched his cervix. - I think I'm ruined for most men now. Ironic, the best man to satisfy me, and he is my teenage employee. '

Chojiro's hands spread his cheeks as he pumped in and out of her. He looked down and looked at his penis, watching it slide in and out of it. 'She's so tight around me! Is so good! 'Grabbing her waist, he pushed her hips back and started pushing inside her, pushing more and faster.

"Ah! Oh! Chojiro! Yes!" Megumi groaned, holding the table while Chojiro fucked her like a crazy beast. She was not fooled by her earlier words. His immature thrusts and the lack of any preliminaries told her that he was inexperienced when it came to being with a woman. Still, his strong and powerful strokes more than made up for his inexperience. "Don't stop ..." she pleaded, falling to the level of a wanton prostitute. "Keep fucking me!"

The table rocked as Chojiro fucked his boss on the wooden surface. His eyes remained glued to Megumi's ass, watching his soft cheeks ripple every time he pumped inside her. "Megumi," he groaned. Leaning down, he reached for her breasts. Megumi rose with her arms and resisted Chojiro's thrusts, her hands gripping her breasts as if they were handrests. "Damn it, Megumi!" Chojiro grunted, his hips starting to move beyond his control. He closed his eyes tightly as Megumi's muscles tightened around him, his boss teasing him with his mature cunt. "If you keep doing this, you're going to make me come!"

Laughing, Megumi leaned over and pressed her back against Chojiro's sweaty chest. Turning her head, she took Chojiro's lips in a light kiss. They groaned in each other's mouths as their bodies were glued together. Megumi's tongue slid into his mouth when he bent down to rub her clit, his body tensing when his climax became imminent. "This is what I want," she purred seductively in his ear, her hands joining his to caress his body. "I'm about to come too!" She stretched back and wrapped her arm around Chojiro's neck. "Let's enjoy together!"

"Ah!" Chojiro gasped when Megumi's pussy tightened around his cock tighter. "Megumi, are you sure?" he asked, his hands going to her hips to fuck her with all his strength.

"It's a safe day, go ahead!" Megumi pleaded. Her mind clouded when the knot inside her came undone. "Oh God! I'm coming!" she screamed, her pussy squeezing Chojiro's cock as she squirted her juices. "Ohhhhhhh!"

Chojiro's arms instinctively wrapped his arms around Megumi's waist and lifted her up before exploding inside her, his cum filling her vagina. "Cumming! Megumi! Megumiiiiiii!" he grunted. Her sperm filled her to the point that Megumi thought her uterus was going to explode. When Chojiro put her down, her legs went weak. He sat on a chair, pulling Megumi onto his lap. The two cooled off as Megumi's pussy leaked her erotic cocktail down her legs.

"Megumi ..." he said, his arms wrapped around his boss tightly, almost lovingly.

The black haired woman's head spun as she felt Chojiro move inside her. As much as she told herself to leave it alone, a unique case to never be mentioned again, she hadn't had such amazing sex in a long time. Her hand rubbed her clit gently as she planted her feet firmly on the floor. Turning her head, she winked at Chojiro when she felt that he was still hard inside. "Are you ready for another round, Chojiro?" she asked.

Chojiro smiled before grabbing his waist, his boss starting to mount him wildly….

Two hours later….

Megumi's room

"Mmmmmh ..." Megumi hummed as she pressed herself against Chojiro, completely satisfied. After a few more rounds in the kitchen, Chojiro chose and carried Megumi to her room, where they rocked the bed. Any inexperience that Chojiro suffered collapsed with each sex session with Megumi, discovering what made her go crazy. "You know, Chojiro, all that energy and resistance from you, makes me wonder. Where is there always work to be done?" she asked provocatively with a raised eyebrow, her hand running on Chojiro's chest.

"Hey, I put a lot of work into-"

RIIIIIIIIIIIIING!

Both new lovers looked at the phone and groaned. Megumi sat down, the sheets falling from her sweaty body, walked over to the phone and pressed the answer. "Hello? Oh, hey, Kaoru. How's the slumber party?" His eyes suddenly widened, alarming Chojiro, "What? Are you already going home? I see. Okay, then, I'll keep the door unlocked for you. See you when I get home, dear."

Click!

Megumi immediately turned and pulled out the covers for Chojiro. "You have to go, Chojiro. Kaoru is coming home early. Apparently, your friend has to go to the hospital to visit your mother. Which means you need to get away before he gets here while I clean up."

Nodding, Chojiro jumped out of bed and quickly entered the room, fighting for his clothes while Megumi worked cleaning the table and chair on which they were fornicating. After Chojiro got dressed, he nodded to his boss. He had no idea what this meant for him, but he knew one thing was for sure: he would receive more instructions from Mizuiro when he went to school. "Later, Megumi," he said, walking out the door.

He jumped when he felt Megumi hit his ass on the way out. When he turned, Megumi was leaning against the door frame suggestively. "I expect you here tomorrow at eleven sharp and ready for work, Chojiro," she said, giving Chojiro a smile before slamming the door in his face.

Chojiro stood there, looking at the door before going home grumbling. "I didn't have to expel myself ..." he mumbled as he walked home, just to smile and look at the sky. He felt relaxed now; certainly much more than in recent months. 'Perhaps Mizuiro was speaking the truth. Maybe I deserve some comfort now. But one thing is certain: the work will be more interesting from now on! '

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

A week later….

Crocus High School; Mrs. Ochi's Room

Chojiro scribbled on his notes, listening to his teacher as she described the homework. He was interrupted when he felt a blow to his side. Turning his head, Chojiro saw Mizuiro smiling at him. "You seem to be in a good mood, Chojiro. Has anything happened recently?"

"It's none of your business," Chojiro said quickly, going back to his notes.

"Maybe something to do with your boss?" he said quickly with a smile. "You look terribly quick to go to work now."

Chojiro tried and failed to suppress a blush on his cheeks, knowing that he couldn't hide from Mizuiro that he was now having sex with his boss. They fucked twice in the past week since Chojiro succumbed to his inner lust and it was mind-blowing for him to see his boss in a different light. This made him try harder with his work to please her and Megumi, seeing how much Chojiro was improving as a worker, rewarded him by inviting him to her room while Kaoru slept. "Mizuiro, would you mind being quiet?" he asked. "I don't want to be in trouble here!"

Laughing, Mizuiro released his friend before listening to the teacher again. When the bell rang for the school to leave, he and Chojiro gathered their things, ready to go home.

Just before they left, the two heard their teacher, Ms. Ochi, call the teenager orange hair. "Chojiro, a moment of your time, please?"

Mizuiro turned to his friend and winked, making Chojiro roll his eyes. "Get over it, Mizuiro," he said quickly before going back to class. 'I don't care what Mizuiro says. Yes, I'm having sex with my boss, but I'm not about to turn around and have sex with my teacher. 'He went to Ochi's table and sat on a chair. "Is there a problem, Ms. Ochi?"

The brunette shook her head. "Nothing like that, Chojiro. I just need your help with something important ..." She leaned forward ...

Chojiro's heart started to race….

"It's about a job." She handed Chojiro one of Megumi's brochures and a piece of paper with instructions, causing any anticipation inside Chojiro to die. "I'm moving into a new house this weekend and I can't afford a removal company. Megumi was willing to do the cheap work, so I hired you both to help me."

"I see," said Chojiro, reading his instructions for his new home. "Hey, are you moving to my neighborhood?" He got it.

Ochi smiled. "Yes, I managed to put the money out of my old apartment. I expect you on Saturday at ten o'clock to start. This is not related to school, Chojiro. Saturday I am not your teacher, I am your client.", She recalled.

"Sure," Chojiro agreed. "I just need to talk to Megumi and make sure everything is taken care of. Is that all?" he asked.

"Yes."

Nodding, Chojiro said goodbye and left Ochi's classroom, going to Megumi's.

Later….

Megumi's office

"Wait a minute," Chojiro sat in his chair while Megumi kept some folders in a file. "Is it just me this weekend?"

"Yes," Megumi replied, "Sorry for the sudden change of plans, Chojiro, but I have to accompany Kaoru's class for a weekend field trip."

"I see," said the boy, leaning back. "Well, I guess there is no way."

Megumi walked over to Chojiro and put a hand on his shoulder, smiling at him. "Now, Chojiro, I hope you don't have the wrong idea about what we are doing," she said with a provocative smile. "Try to keep your teen impulses in check while you're with her. I don't run THAT kind of store, you know?"

"Megumi, she is my teacher!"

Laughing, Megumi turned to the empty job tray and noticed how slow the day was. "So, Chojiro, would you like to continue this conversation elsewhere?" she said, walking around him and rubbing his broad shoulders, "Like, say ... in my shower?"

Chojiro watched her leave the room before getting up, her mind dizzy with emotion. Entering the bathroom he saw Megumi already undressed in front of the shower.

In a matter of seconds she was in your arms….

Later that weekend….

Ochi's new home; 15:45

Chojiro struggled and grunted as he placed the box in what should have been his teacher's room, boxes scattered on the wall and an air mattress in the middle of the room; Ochi still hadn't made the bed, so for now she was using it to sleep. "There you are, Ms. Ochi," he said, returning to the living room. He took a deep breath as sweat ran down his back.

Sitting in a chair, Ochi fanned himself, the teacher as sweaty as the student. "Wait. Let's take a break, Chojiro. I think you got a quick ten minutes." Reaching for a refrigerator she brought, Ochi pulled out a few bottles of water and tossed one to Chojiro.

Chojiro unscrewed the cap and drank the cold, refreshing water, feeling rejuvenated as he cooled it. Turning to his teacher, Chojiro saw her dip her head back and drink the water bottle, obviously not used to this type of strenuous activity. As sweat poured down Chojiro's face, his eyes fixed on Ochi's shirt. The teacher chose to wear a white T-shirt for work. Now, after spending hours lifting heavy boxes, his shirt was now covered in sweat, confirming something that Chojiro had been secretly asking himself all day….

Ochi was not wearing a bra.

Her teacher was oblivious while Chojiro looked at her breasts. She wasn't as big as Rangiku or Kukaku, for sure, but like Megumi, she had the breasts that made Chojiro's blood go south: the MILF type.

'I shouldn't ...' Chojiro said to himself, unable to look away. " She is my teacher."

Somewhere deep within him, the dark thoughts that Chojiro spent years suppressing, like a dead black dragon, began to whisper in his ear, the voice of temptation. - But imagine that, Chojiro. Having sex with your teacher, who is already hot and sweaty; as if she was already prepared and ready for you. You already had sex with your boss. And it's not like you're in a serious relationship with her. '

'But she is my TEACHER!' Chojiro tried to insist. 'If she rejects me, I will look like an idiot and I will have problems at school!'

Again, the dragon whispered, "But remember what she said, Chojiro. Today, she is not your teacher. Which means she is a fair game ..."

Continuing to face his teacher, Chojiro felt the tightness in his jeans and knew it was a futile effort to resist. - To hell. It is too hot to resist. He saw Ochi rubbing her shoulders and knew he had an opportunity. "Are you okay, Ms. Ochi?"

"More or less," she said reluctantly. "I'm an academic. No offense, Chojiro, but that kind of work is best left to people with muscles like you and Yasutora."

Smiling, Chojiro made his move. "Megumi taught me a little about massaging my muscles for pain and cramps. You would like me to help you while we are cooling down."

Ochi returned the smile, grateful for his caring student. "Well, seeing how most of my stuff has already been moved, I don't see why we didn't extend our break." Getting out of the chair, she motioned for Chojiro to follow. "Here, let's do this in my room. These chairs are getting uncomfortable. I'll have to remember to replace them when everything is unpacked."

Chojiro followed Ochi once more to her room and the two sat on the air mattress. Ochi, unsuspecting the boy's intentions, taking off his glasses, Ochi turned, exposing his back to the boy. "Ok, Chojiro. Go ahead."

To his credit, Chojiro was not lying when he said he knew how to massage a person's shoulders. Something that Megumi taught him during one of his first jobs when he complained of a cramp in his left shoulder, Chojiro learned to give a massage like the best of them. Ochi closed his eyes and hummed with contentment as the pains in his shoulders were eased. "Ahhh ..." she sighed, Chojiro's hands working on her shoulders through her wet T-shirt. "This is good. I'm impressed, Chojiro."

"Thank you, Ms. Ochi," Chojiro said, approaching her. Placing his hands on his waist, he started to massage his way up, his fingers sliding under his shirt ...

"Choji-ah!" She gasped when Chojiro gently held her breasts. "Chojiro, what do you think you are doing ?!"

"Massaging you, of course," Chojiro said maliciously, trying to be as calm as possible despite his heart beating wildly. He was right about Ochi's breasts, they were nice and firm, just his type. He massaged them expertly while breathing in Ochi's ear, lighting a fire inside her.

"Chojiro! We can't!" Ochi knew where his student was going with this and wanted him to stop, but ... 'His hands ... are so good ...' His mind began to cloud with nebulous pleasure as the boy's hands continued to massage her bare breasts. "I am your teacher!" she insisted.

Chojiro released one of her breasts and turned his head, their faces inches away. "You are not my teacher today, remember? You are my client. And my orders were to make sure you were completely satisfied."

If Ochi protested, it was stifled by Chojiro's lips when he kissed her. 'This is so wrong!' she thought as Chojiro's tongue slid into her mouth. 'He's my student! I shouldn't ... I shouldn't ... I ... mmmmhhh ... 'When Chojiro's hand returned to her breast, Ochi gave in to the boy's advances, his hands leaving his body hot and uncomfortable to the point that she needed of the boy. She could already feel her legs getting wet. When Chojiro broke off for air, she reached out and traced his jaw with a finger. "Just this once," she said, submitting to him.

"Once is enough," said Chojiro before returning for a few seconds. The two moaned in each other's mouths as they kissed. Ochi's eyes widened when Chojiro pulled her onto his lap, feeling something very big nudge her ass. "Raise your arms," ​​said Chojiro, grabbing the end of his wet T-shirt. Ochi nodded and raised his arms, letting Chojiro pull his head and throw him to the floor. Chojiro took his own sweaty shirt and took it off. Pulling Ochi against her sweaty chest, Chojiro kissed her a third time, his hands returning to caress her breasts. Ochi spread his legs and rolled his eyes on the back of his neck while Chojiro stroked her, unaware that his student could be so tortuous. The kiss between them was broken when Chojiro pinched her nipples, causing Ochi to scream into the empty room. "Ah! Chojiro, no!" she begged. "My nipples are very sensitive!"

Chojiro smiled and pulled back, making Ochi roll his head back on Chojiro's shoulder. The teacher couldn't think when Chojiro started licking and sucking on her neck while pulling on her sensitive nipples, his hand sliding into his pants to touch.

The air inside Ochi's room grew hotter as they continued to touch each other lasciviously. Chojiro's hands left Ochi's breasts and traveled downward, reaching for his jeans, where he grabbed the zipper and pulled it down. The sound felt like thunder to Ochi, who pressed his back against his chest harder and rubbed himself more intensely.

The pace was broken when Chojiro leaned back and lay on the air mattress, taking Ochi with him. He felt his teacher's heat sink into his hot body as she lay on top of him and he could tell that she was starting to rub her ass on his groin, making his cock throb painfully inside his pants. He finished unzipping her pants and whispered in her ear, "Lift your hips." Ochi did as instructed and he took off her pants, the teacher kicking them out.

Deciding not to let Chojiro have all the fun, Ochi turned and pressed his bare chest against him before taking his lips in a lustful kiss. The two rolled on the air mattress, Ochi's hands exploring his student's body while Chojiro took his teacher's ass, barely hidden by his white panties. Lying on his back with Chojiro on top of her, Ochi reached out and spread Chojiro's bulge, his eyes widening when she felt how big he was. She had never fantasized about her student before, but she was impressed. Chojiro knew what Ochi wanted and sat down to let her unzip his pants. His eyes widened when Chojiro's throbbing member was released from his limits, having never been with such a big man before and Chojiro wasn't even an adult yet. When Chojiro took off his pants, he slid down beside her, the air mattress creaking as he approached her. "Do you like it, Ms. Ochi?" he teased, his dick rubbing against his ass

Smiling a smile that Chojiro didn't know she was capable of, Ochi reached behind her and stroked his penis. "Please, Chojiro, I am not your teacher today. Call me Misato today," she said.

Chojiro dipped his hand into her panties and touched her wet melon as he kissed her again. He liked the way his teacher squirmed as his fingers slid inside her, his tongue crashing wildly against his when he enveloped her and squeezed her breast. Ochi's eyes rolled to the back of his head when Chojiro slid three fingers into his hole, his thumb rubbing her clitoris. "Chojiro! I ... OHHH!" she pressed her head to Chojiro's shoulder and arched her back while orgasming, her tight pussy gripping her fingers as she came, her panties soaked with her juices squirting.

"Do you want me to put it on, Misato?" he asked, removing his fingers.

Opening his eyes, Ochi nodded and kissed his cheek. "Do it," she said, "Fuck my cunt."

Hearing his own teacher say dirty things to him almost made Chojiro come at that moment. Sitting down, Chojiro pulled Ochi's panties off and threw his dirty clothes on the floor. Lifting his leg, Chojiro aligned his cock with his entrance and pushed slowly inside it. "Misato ..." he groaned in a low voice. Ochi was so much tighter than his boss's pussy and he loved every second of it.

Ochi curled his toes while Chojiro filled his femininity. She put her heart into teaching, so she had no love life; now she would want Chojiro's dick after that. "Oh God!" she moaned, her hand going to her pussy and rubbing her clit. "It's so big!"

The air mattress beneath them creaked and groaned when Chojiro started to fuck his teacher. His hand lifted her leg a little higher, sliding his cock deeper into Ochi. When the brunette turned her head, Chojiro kissed her, his free hand squeezing her breast tenderly. Ochi's body became more slick with sweat as his student rocked his world, never having been full of his limit before. 'He's so deep! I ... oh God! I can't get enough! '

Despite the intimacy of his position, Chojiro wanted more. Having sex with his teacher opened the door to Chojiro's obscene fantasies and he remembered all the positions in these videos that Keigo lent him. Ochi gasped when Chojiro pushed his cock as far as he could and then wrapped his arms around her waist before rolling on his back, Ochi's sweaty body back on top of him. He hooked his arms around his knees and pulled his legs back, pulling her into a full nelson. Leaving Ochi on top of him, Chojiro reared his hips and charged at her with all his might.

"OH, FUCK YOU!" Ochi screamed when his student fucked her wildly, unable to move thanks to his arms keeping his arms and legs contained. His head rolled back and his eyes rolled to the back of his head as Chojiro entered his uterus. Her tongue stretched lasciviously when she felt Chojiro enter her most private part, taking pleasure in knowing that he was making her his wife. "Don't stop! My pussy is so good!"

Sweat gathered around Chojiro as he groaned in Ochi's hair. Ochi's tight pussy was driving him crazy. All he could think about was how tight she was around his cock and how it made him want to fuck harder. He partially wished he had his Devil Reaper powers to increase his strength and endurance. "Do you like it?" he whispered in her ear teasingly.

"Yes!" Ochi shouted, no longer caring that he was acting like a slut in front of his student. "I love it! Fuck me more!" Her toes curled when the dam inside her started to burst. "I'm going to come! I'm going to come!" she shouted.

"The same here!" Chojiro groaned, his hips pushing inside her hard enough that his body trembled in his arms. Their lustful fuck echoed in their ears as they continued to fornicate. He wasn't prepared for how tight and wet Ochi's cunt was and it pushed him to the limit. "I will come inside you!"

"Ah! Yesssss!" Ochi screamed, having an orgasm stronger than anything she had in her life. "Ohhhhhhh!" Her face contorted with pleasure as she squirted all over Chojiro's penis and balls, her body looked like it would melt when Chojiro came inside her, her uterus filling to the limit.

When Chojiro came out of her, he lifted her off him and placed his teacher beside him, smiling at her. Ochi instinctively put her arms around his neck and cuddled up with him on the air mattress, both bodies covered in sweat and smelling of sex.

Ochi recovered quickly and sat down, covering his breasts with his arm. Looking down, she saw the smile on Chojiro's face and raised an eyebrow. "I hope you plan on taking responsibility, Chojiro," she said, rubbing her full pussy. When Chojiro paled in shock, having forgotten that he came inside her, she smiled and hit his forehead. "Relax, Chojiro, it's a safe day for me." She felt the heat in her womb and smiled. "Chojiro, I hope you realize that it doesn't change the fact that I am your teacher ... and your client."

"I know, but I think we need to relax," he said softly.

Laughing, Ochi smiled. "I think." She looked at her dirty body, smelling of sweat and sex. "I think we should take a shower." She turned to Chojiro, "I hope you are here early to help me bring the rest of my stuff tomorrow."

"Of course," said Chojiro.

"Great. Remember, that doesn't mean you can waste time on homework on Monday. Now…" Ochi put his hand on his shoulder and smiled. "I would like to give you some special lessons in the shower."

"I would like that," he said, following his naked teacher to her bathroom….

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

A few months later…

High roof of Crocus

Chojiro bit his sandwich and ate his lunch in silence, feeling happy now that he was a Devil again. Tsukishima and Ginjo were dead. His family and friends were back to normal, and he could finally protect everyone who was important to him again.

Hearing footsteps, Chojiro turned his head and saw Mizuiro sitting next to him. "Hey, Mizuiro. What is it?"

"Nothing. I only had to get Tatsuya out of Keigo after he tried to take a look at the women's locker room. Chizuru and I thought she would break his head like a coconut."

Chojiro just shook his head. "He never changes, no matter how much spanking he takes," he noted.

"Do you mean like you?" Mizuiro said maliciously. "I saw Megumi's van near the abandoned lot yesterday. It seemed to be rocking a lot ..." he hinted. "And I also noticed how Mrs. Ochi is inviting you to come to her house to teach private lessons. Funny how she is teaching you, even though she is no longer our teacher."

Chojiro wanted to face the palm of his hand. "Look, Mizuiro, Megumi ... we do this to end the tension between us, but we are not in an exact relationship. And Ochi ... I can't resist when she invites me."

Mizuiro patted his shoulder and laughed. "Relax, Chojiro. I had a little fun in the last few years too. But I was listening to Uryu and Chad in the last period. Did your powers come back?"

The substitute nodded. "Yes. It's uh ... it's a long story. But I'm a Devil again."

Mizuiro thought about the possibilities. "So tell me," he gave Chojiro a sly smile. "Are you planning to use your new talents on some women and attract them to you?" he asked, again poking Chojiro's dark side.

"Maybe," Chojiro said and took another bite of his sandwich. As he did, however, he thought of his friends at the Devil Society. By definition, almost every woman he knew at the Devil Society could be considered a MILF, recalling his earlier comment on Zenshi. However, the thought of them going overboard with him trying to seduce them made him shudder, especially the thought of dealing with an angry Rangiku or Kukkaku. Wincing, Chojiro shook his head. "On second thought, it doesn't matter. Most people I know at the Devil Society fall into the category crazy as hell."

"Hmph. Too bad ..." said Mizuiro. The two friends continued to have lunch in silence until the bell rang and then they went back to class.

A few days later….

Devil Society; Squad 13

"Come on, Chojiro!" Zenshi said as he dragged Chojiro by the arm.

"Zenshi! Take it easy! Where are we going?" Chojiro asked before almost stumbling over a loose tile in the street.

"Come with me," Zenshi replied as he continued to drag Chojiro through his squad. She sent a message to invite him to the Devil Society. As soon as he left Senkaimon, she found him at the entrance and dragged him straight to his squad. Passing through an arched entrance, she called everyone together. "He is here!"

"WELCOME BACK, Chojiro!"

Chojiro saw that all his friends were gathered in the courtyard, throwing a big party. Ikkaku, Yumichika, Abaraki, Hanataro, as well as most of the other captains and lieutenants came, Kyoraku and Rangiku already having a drink contest. "Guys," Chojiro murmured, touched by all the festivities. "You are all here ..."

Abaraki went to Chojiro and put an arm around his shoulder. "Come on, Chojiro! After everything you've been through, you deserve a celebration." Holding a cup, Abaraki made a toast. "For Chojiro."

"FOR CHOJIRO!"

The next few hours were like a blur for Chojiro, who danced, drank (without alcohol) and reached all his friends that he thought he would never see again. After finishing talking to Rangiku and Toshiro, Chojiro sat down to rest his tired legs. He thought the table he sat on was empty. He was wrong.

"What a lively party, Chojiro," said Captain Isabella's soft voice.

Chojiro turned his head and saw the captain sitting next to him, smiling his serene smile at the boy. "Oh, hello, Captain Isabella. It's good to see you again."

"The feeling is mutual, Chojiro," said Isabella with joy. "Forgive me if I don't dance, but I need to make sure that Isane is fine." She gestured beside her, revealing Isane, who was lying on her back, moaning. "It looks like her stomach can't handle the alcohol-rich foods that Rangiku prepared for the party."

"Ohhhh ..." Isane groaned, his stomach felt like an Irish bar fight was going on inside him.

Isabella patted her head and smiled at her lieutenant. "Just relax, Isane. I'll get you a glass of nutmeg milk when we get back to Squad Four." She turned to Chojiro and nodded. "What did you think of the party?"

"It's great. I can't believe that you all went through all of this just for me."

"You are our friend, Chojiro. You are the boy who went through Hell and returned to save his friend, Astra, and to defeat Belpergor." His eyes looked at Chojiro and his smile widened by a hair. "Although, I must say, I can't seem to call you a boy anymore. You have become a man since we met."

Chojiro couldn't help but blush at Isabella's words. He had never thought to hear her say that and thoughts about what Mizuiro had discussed with him continued to creep back into his mind.

Before Chojiro could say anything to Isabella, he heard a familiar sound that made his blood freeze in terror:

Bells.

The imposing form of Kenoshi Zaraki invaded the group, Yaru slung over his shoulder as usual. "Where's Chojiro!" the man roared, stopping the party on his way. His single eye scanned the area until it landed on Chojiro, who swallowed. "Chojiro, it's been a long time." He smiled his sadistic smile as he drew. "Let's see if your skills have diminished since you left ..."

"Oh, dear," said Isabella. "It seems that Yaru has not been able to delay him long enough."

Yaru waved to the captain, a bag of candy in his hand. "Sorry, Captain Isabella, I tried to keep Kenny busy for as long as I could." Isabella had bribed Yaru with a bag of candy to keep Kenoshi away from the party so he wouldn't disturb the fun.

When Kenoshi invaded the courtyard, Chojiro jumped up. "It was nice to talk to you, Captain Isabella! Thanks for the party!" he shouted as he ran.

"Come back here! Let's have our rematch!" Kenoshi roared Chojiro, chasing him. Yaru slipped off his shoulder and walked over to the drinks table and grabbed a glass of punch before sitting down next to Isabella. The captain of Squadron Four shrugged and turned to everyone.

"Well, this is a party after all ..."

Later that night….

Chojiro gasped as he looked around, having been running away from Kenoshi for half the night. After being cornered by him a few times, he suffered several minor injuries to his shoulder and arm. "Great," he groaned as he walked along the empty path. "Now I'm lost. Why doesn't this place have street signs or a directory?" he thought out loud.

Walking down the street, Chojiro rounded the corner and almost ran into Captain Isabella. "Oh! Sorry, Captain Isabella," he quickly apologized.

"I see you had a crazy night, Chojiro," Isabella mused with a smile. She realized that Chojiro is injured and frowned. "Why don't you come and rest in my room? I can treat your injuries while you relax. And there is no concern for Captain Zaraki to find you. My rooms are soundproof and block spiritual pressure."

Chojiro breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you very much, Captain Isabella? But ... why are your rooms soundproof and block spiritual energy?" he asked out of curiosity.

Taking him by the hand, Isabella led him to his rooms. "My rooms are close to Isane's and she has a bad habit of saying indecent things while she is sleeping. And my walls were lined with Seki-Seki rock, so I can't feel Captain Zenshi's spiritual pressure anymore whenever he is having a field day with his men. The last time he had a squadron exercise he gave me a migraine for feeling his spiritual energy rampant for hours on end. Now, Chojiro, this way. "

Chojiro smiled at her as she led him to his quarters, taking a quick look at his lower back….

Thirty minutes later….

Isabella's private rooms

Chojiro sipped the tea that Isabella served him, his wounds treated and bandaged; his shihakusho loosened so that the woman would take care of her injuries. "Thanks again, Captain Isabella. And thanks for the party too."

"You're welcome, Chojiro," Isabella replied as she sat on the pillow in front of him. She poured herself a cup of tea from the kettle on a small table beside her and sipped the hot drink. "We celebrated after Belpergor's defeat, but it didn't feel right to celebrate without the one who won for us. So, when we made the plan to restore your powers, Lieutenants Tensei, Abarai and Morita went to the trouble of preparing a party for you. "

"Thank you. It's nice to be back here," replied Chojiro. "And thanks for the tea." He winced a little when his shoulder hurt. "I hoped Kenoshi had become a little less happy since I left."

Laughing, Isabella smiled at him before looking at his exposed chest, his blue eyes hiding the deviant inside her. She had invited Chojiro to take care of his injuries, but she also wanted him for much more selfish reasons. "Is your shoulder still bothering you? Why don't you open the shirt again and let me take care of you."

"Okay," said Chojiro, without suspecting the captain. He took off his shirt and approached Isabella, who came over and put her hands on Chojiro's shoulders. Chojiro sighed when the calming sensation of his Baku eased the pain in his injured shoulder. While one hand healed him, the other went to his stomach, his delicate fingers touching his abdomen.

"I must say, Chojiro, you have really matured since we last met," mused Isabella. "It looks like the past seventeen months have been kind to you." She removed her hand from Chojiro's shoulder and leaned forward, both hands touching her toned body. "How nice." His hands slid in front of Chojiro, making him laugh a little when she touched his sensitive points. Her hands went to his shoulders and she leaned forward with a devious smile. "Tell me, Chojiro, would you like to stay in my quarters tonight? Maybe ... share my bed with me?" she asked, her face inches from Chojiro's. She hoped to take the boy by surprise and take advantage of his innocent modesty. While some disapproved of what she was doing, Isabella pushed all thoughts about what others would think of her out of her mind.

Unfortunately for her, Chojiro was far from innocent, having rolled over in bed with Megumi and Ochi. He recognized that fire deep in his eyes and liked where it was going. Imagining correctly that Isabella did not know about her sex life, Chojiro decided to be bold and take the first step.

Isabella was completely taken aback when Chojiro suddenly wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, her breast pressing against his chest. Their noses touching, Chojiro smirked at her. "I would love to share your bed with you, Captain Isabella."

Isabella's eyes widened when Chojiro kissed her, but they quickly melted into the kiss. His hands held her face as the kiss between them intensified. Their tongues slowly tangled as they lost themselves in each other's arms. Chojiro's hands came up to her back and held her tightly against him as he kissed her, anxiously enjoying the soft sensation of his tongue. Part of him always wanted to have sex with Isabella, but he was always afraid that she would do things to him that most people don't do to the animals in the stable anymore if he passed her.

When Isabella pulled away from the kiss, Chojiro followed, wanting more. They both pulled in for another deep kiss before Isabella pulled away again, licking her lips as she traced Chojiro's jaw with one finger. "Mine, mine, Chojiro," she purred as she ran a finger over his lips. "I had no idea that you had this experience with your language."

Chojiro gave her a wide smile. "It has been a long seventeen month for me. Do you want me to show you what I learned?" he joked.

"I would love to," she replied, standing up. When Chojiro stood up, she took him by the hand and led her to her room. Chojiro noticed how sparse the room was, just a dresser with a vase of flowers and a soft futon in the middle. When Isabella stopped walking, Chojiro slipped in from behind and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his chest. His hands slid into hers as she turned her head and kissed him. Isabella shivered with anticipation, reaching out and wrapping Chojiro's neck. Chojiro slid his tongue into her mouth as his hands reached for her large breasts. Isabella gave a low moan in Chojiro's mouth.

'Wow, Captain Isabella's breasts are as bouncy as I imagined ...' Chojiro thought as he stroked her. Her heart started to race when Isabella reached behind her and grabbed the tent in her pants.

Deciding that the time for clothes was over, Chojiro undid his robe, dropping his hakama on the floor. Lowering his boxers, Chojiro turned Isabella and smiled when he saw her eyes wide. "Like what you're seeing?" he joked.

"Yes. I love what I'm seeing," said Isabella, licking her lips as she looked at Chojiro's cock. "Honestly, the vast majority of captains and lieutenants were wondering if you were making up for your unconventional choice to use a heavy sword. I am happy to see that I was wrong."

Laughing, Chojiro gave him a quick kiss on his soft lips before turning his attention back to his clothes and undoing his sash. Isabella winced when Chojiro leaned forward, breathing softly into his ear as he slowly pulled on his shihakusho. Once Isabella was half-naked, Chojiro kissed her cheek before going down in front of her naked. Isabella's lips parted and she let out a small moan as Chojiro's warm lips moved down her chest. Chojiro kissed his navel sweetly before taking his obi and pulling it. As Isabella's clothes accumulated on her feet, leaving her with nothing but black panties, Chojiro buried his face in her groin and inhaled her perfume, becoming intoxicated by her musk. Isabella couldn't help shaking a little while Chojiro's hands slowly moved up her sides, her skin prickled before Chojiro grabbed the hem of her panties and pulled her down. Chojiro could feel his cock throbbing madly as he looked at Isabella's cunt, her pink lips crowned by a lock of black hair.

Getting out of her pool of clothes, Isabella pulled Chojiro to her feet and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly and pressing her lips against his. The two stepped back and lay down on the soft futon, the two Devil Reapers rolling on the soft pillow, their arms and legs getting entangled. Chojiro took control and pushed her on her back. Isabella dragged her nails down Chojiro's back while the young man kissed her jaw, finding that spot where she was sensitive. "Ohhh ..." she moaned as she started rubbing her body against his. She felt Chojiro's throbbing cock rub against her thigh and that was all she could do to keep from going crazy with lust.

Her hands massaging her sides, Chojiro crawled down in front of her and held her large breasts. His blood turned red when he squeezed them and heard Isabella's moan. Leaning forward, he wrapped his lips around her pink nipple. Isabella wrapped her hands around Chojiro's head and arched her back in ecstasy while Chojiro tenderly breastfed her. "Oh my God ..." she breathed, never imagining that Chojiro was so adept at pleasing a woman, "So good ..."

Chojiro pulled his mouth away from Isabella's breast and pressed his nose into her black braid, loving her scent as he inhaled it. Sitting up, he straddled his stomach and reached for his braid. "I can?" he asked. He didn't know why, but he had a feeling that Isabella's braid was sensitive to her, since she always had it.

"I don't care, Cho-ji-ro" she purred seductively, running a finger over Chojiro's side. Being as respectful as he could, Chojiro untied Isabella's braid, revealing the scar on his chest. Imagining that this was the reason for his braid, Chojiro's hand reached for his scar and traced it. Isabella's breath hitched when Chojiro touched him. A thousand years and was still sensitive.

Pushing the hair from her elegant body, Chojiro lay down on top of her and started sucking on her neglected chest. Isabella murmured before closing her eyes and gasping with pleasure when Chojiro bit his nipple, gently pulling it back with his teeth. Feeling that he had already provoked Isabella enough, Chojiro rolled out of her and lay down beside her, placing his hand on her flat stomach. "I never imagined you were so attractive, Captain Isabella?"

"The same could be said about you. Oh! And Chojiro," she leaned forward until he could feel his breath reach his ear. "When we are alone, you can call me Isadora." This time Isadora crawled over Chojiro, sliding her hands into his and intertwining her fingers with his. She kissed his neck before sitting down. Chojiro smiled when she turned and lay on top of him, her pussy dripping inches from his face. The two Devil Reapers quickly started giving each other oral 69 style.

Once again, Isabella was surprised at how good Chojiro was at licking a woman's pussy. She took Chojiro deep in her mouth, having to suppress her gag reflex when Chojiro's tip slid down her throat. Chojiro spread his wet thighs with his fingers and started eating Isabella, his tongue deftly licking its sweet spots with all the skill he learned by giving oral to Megumi and Ochi. Chojiro moaned in his grip as his hands reached out and smashed her soft ass, molding her soft cheeks into his hands. In response to Chojiro's affectionate treatment, Isabella took Chojiro's tender balls and started playing with them, Chojiro turning into dough in her soft hands.

The captains' minds started to go blank when Chojiro licked her clitoris, her blowjob becoming uneven in its rhythm. Her hands squeezed Chojiro's balls involuntarily when she felt the bubble inside her burst, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she orgasmed, moaning on Chojiro's thick shaft as she squirted into his mouth. Chojiro drank his juices like an insect for sticky sap, his tongue occasionally licking her clitoris and making her squirm over him. Taking Chojiro's cock out of her mouth, Isabella moaned loudly as she continued squirting before rolling out of Chojiro in a heated torpor.

Chojiro wiped his mouth from his juices and tried to sit just for Isabella, who recovered much faster than he expected, to put one foot on his chest and push him back into the futon. "I'm impressed, Chojiro. I haven't had a man in a long time, but you make me come that quickly speaks for itself. But it's not fair that I have a good orgasm while I let you keep everything inside," she said with a smile seductive, made even more tortuous with hair now spread over his shoulders and chest. "You showed me your talent. Let me show your mind."

Standing between Chojiro's cues, Isabella tucked his cock between her breasts, squeezing her soft chicks together and pinning her manhood to her cleavage. Chojiro grabbed the sheets while Isabella gave him a paizuri, already close to the climax of his previous blowjob. "Isadora, your breasts ..." he moaned as Isabella's breasts slid up and down around his cock, "Your breasts are incredible."

"Thank you, Chojiro. It's always nice to hear a man praise me," said Isabella with a smile before leaning over. Chojiro's eyes opened when she showed her tongue and licked its slit dripping, savoring her pre-semen. "Oh?" she mused when she saw the head of his cock pulse in her cleavage. "Are you going to come? Well, then come all over your breasts," she said, continuing to lick her head as she tightened her breasts even tighter around him.

Chojiro couldn't take it anymore. His bag tightened when the hot sensation inside him boiled. "Isadora! Ahh!" he screamed before blowing his load all over her face and breasts. "Cum!" he grunted as he threw strings of sticky sperm on top of her.

Isabella let out a lascivious moan when the heat from Chojiro's sperm sank. 'So thick and hot. It's making me even more humid. To have it released inside of me ... 'she thought. Reaching behind her, Isabella grabbed her discarded shihakusho and wiped her face and breasts, making a mental note to clean them the next day before fulfilling her duties.

When she put the dirty clothes aside, Chojiro sat down and pulled her to him. Isabella hugged Chojiro once more as they rolled on the futon, Chojiro not losing steam, despite the large load he had released. While lost in the passionate kiss, Chojiro ran his hand over her side, not getting tired of feeling her naked body.

Deciding that she wanted Chojiro inside her now more than ever, Isabella lay on her back and pulled her legs back, offering herself to the young man she wanted. "Come on, Chojiro," she said softly, her eyes pleading with him to take her. "Make me yours tonight. I want to feel like a real woman again."

Unable to refuse such a significant request, Chojiro grabbed his penis and pointed to his wet entrance. Grabbing her thighs, Chojiro plunged his cock into her, filling her vagina to the limit. The sudden squeeze was almost more than Chojiro, even with all his newly acquired experience, could endure. 'So tight!' he thought, grunting as he pumped in and out of her. - She must have been without sex for a long time!

The sound of Chojiro's hips hitting hers filled Isabella's ears as she succumbed to the pleasures of the flesh. "Oh! Chojiro! Yes!" she moaned, her breasts bouncing wildly as Chojiro filled her with his cock, its walls stretching around her thick waist. 'He's hitting all my points at once! It's incredible! ' His mouth opened to let out a melody of moans as Chojiro continually hit his G spot.

Chojiro had seen many erotic visions since he entered the world of sex with Megumi and Ochi, but the sight of Captain Isabella, of all people, underneath him with his hair spread out on the futon and her breasts dangling as he fucked her cunt at the time. Leaning over, Chojiro leaned over and pressed his body against hers, pinning her under him as he pierced her vagina with his thick cock. Chojiro silenced her with a sweet kiss and fucked her faster. "Isadora! You are so hot and tight!" he groaned after breaking the kiss, sweat running down his body as the minutes passed.

Isabella arched her back while Chojiro went deep inside her, his mind exploding with pleasure. "Ah! Chojiro! Don't stop!" Leaning over, she wrapped her lips around his shoulder and bit him, nails scratching his back. The harsh treatment only made Chojiro lose himself in his inner desires and fuck her harder. With a single impulse, Chojiro reached the entrance to her belly, making her see stars. She took her mouth off Chojiro's shoulder and threw her head back against the pillows and screamed lasciviously. "AH! OH GOD! YES!" she screamed, her legs slipping from Chojiro's hands and wrapping around his waist. "CUMMING! I AM CUMMING!"

Chojiro reached her bouncy breasts and squeezed them when Isabella climaxed around his cock, her juices pouring out of her plugged pussy. He enjoyed the sight of Isabella's sexual face and smiled as he watched the formidable captain come.

When Isabella's legs released Chojiro, freeing him from his iron grip, he pulled away from her and sat down, taking a deep breath to calm himself. His body felt warm, as if it had burst into flame with heat. He closed his eyes to calm the fast heartbeat, only to open them again when Isabella slid onto his lap. With her arms around his shoulders, Isabella sat on his lap while pressing her forehead against his, their noses touching. "Chojiro, I think you ruined me for other men. I don't think anyone else is going to make me come this hard again." '

"Same?" Chojiro said, his hands reaching for Isabella's soft ass and lifting her up. "Well, I better take responsibility then ..."

"Ah!" Isabella held Chojiro as he lowered her, spearing her with his cock again. The room was once again filled with double moans as they fucked obscenely on the futon. Chojiro's hands grabbed his ass as he leaned over and licked his lips. Isabella returned the favor and showed her tongue and the two started having an obscene tongue fight. Putting her knees on the carpet, Isabella started to jump on his penis faster. His blue eyes rolled to the back of his head when Chojiro pierced his uterus with his thick stick of flesh and entered the deepest part of her vagina. 'Ohhhh! Cum!' she thought, her body looking more out of her control. 'He's in my womb! Do not stop! More! MORE!'

Chojiro thought it was going to explode. Its tip continued to hit his belly and was driving him crazy. Each time he slid inside her, Isabella tightened around her and he couldn't help himself. "Isadora! I'm going to come!" he growled, holding her tightly when the hot, boiling sensation started to overwhelm him. "I will come inside you!"

Isabella's hands cupped her face and she pressed her forehead against hers. "Yes! Come with me!"

Chojiro buried his face in Isabella's chest while he emptied his balls inside Isabella, his nose pressed against his scar. "Ahhhh!" he screamed, his voice muffled when Isabella wrapped her arms around his head and held him tightly, his cock shooting its torrent of white semen into her waiting pussy. The moist heat that filled her was too much for Isabella, who climaxed around his penis for the third time that night. Her head rolled back and she let out a loud cry of ecstasy as it gushed around him. She could feel Chojiro fill her pussy to the limit, wondering how much the boy had in him.

His mind blurred with incredible orgasm, Chojiro fell backwards on the futon, Isabella cooing while lying on his chest. A sigh left Chojiro rolled them sideways, pulling out of her full pussy, white semen dripping from its entrance. As they cooled on the futon, the two hugged, Isabella gasping for air. "Chojiro."

"Yes, Isadora?"

Isabella cuddled Chojiro's neck when he lay on his back, approaching him and laying his head on his shoulder. "From now on, when you're at the Devil Society, you can share my bed with me whenever you want," she said softly, feeling tired. She did not plan to have a serious relationship, as she knew that Chojiro was also not prepared for this. That said, she really enjoyed having Chojiro in her arms and didn't want to let this be just a one-night stand. "What do you think?"

Chojiro smiled and kissed his forehead. "I would love to…"

The two hugged each other before falling asleep in each other's arms, Chojiro deciding to stay at the Devil Society for a few more nights….

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