A Woman's Touch

Themes: Teacher/Student, Big Dick, Rough Sex

Summary:  Issei's perversion might have disgusted the little girls of Kuoh Academy, but for the pent up female teachers, it had the opposite effect. 

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"Detention, Mr. Hyoudou."

As the teacher passes by, she swipes the hentai magazine out from behind the cover of the textbook that he was using to read it. Issei flushes and sinks a bit into his chair, scowling in embarrassment not because he'd been caught reading the porn mag, but because of the reaction of his fellow classmates all around him.

As soon as they realize what happened, the girls of the class, along with the scant few boys, all point and laugh, right up until Ms. Amari Zuzuki slams her ruler down onto the front of her own desk, silencing them all and bringing their focus back to her. From there, the roaming teacher continues her lecture without missing a beat, not even sparing him another look for the rest of the class.

Issei just scowls all the harder, crossing his arms over his chest, unable to see the beauty before him. Ms. Zuzuki was a gorgeous woman to be sure, but in his eyes, she represented authority and society's constant efforts to try and tame his raging libido and his all consuming perversion. Something that Issei refused to let happen, at all costs!

He'd go to her damn detention; he'd been caught red-handed after all… but that didn't mean he was going to like it!

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"Mr. Hyoudou, I and my fellow staff have been watching you and your friends since you arrived here at Kuoh Academy. Do you know what we've seen?"

Issei just rolls his eyes, averting his gaze in the face of Ms. Zuzuki's authority. He doesn't even bother staring at her breasts, it'd probably just get his knuckles rapped with that yard stick of hers that she always seemed to carry around, and frankly, Issei wasn't into that sort of thing. He might have been a pervert, but he was a very straight forward pervert. He liked girls getting fucked hard.

"We've seen perversion, Mr. Hyoudou. Of the highest order."

"… Whatever."

Chuckling, Ms. Zuzuki uncrosses and then recrosses her legs, drawing his eye to her gorgeous thighs despite himself.

"You seem to be misunderstanding me, Mr. Hyoudou. I think perhaps it's time someone educated on the difference between a school girl… and a woman."

Wait, what? Blinking slowly in confusion, not quite processing what the teacher is saying to him, he looks up to meet her eyes, just in time to see her disciplinarian visage morph into one of true, honest depraved lust. Her face barely shifts, and yet she goes from cool, calm, and collected, to looking like something right out of one of his magazines, her eyes wild with untamed lust and her tongue slipping out of her mouth to trace at her lips.

"Show me."

Caught completely flat-footed, Issei doesn't know what she's talking about for a moment. But then she brings that ruler of hers up to gently tap at his groin.

"Well? Let's see what we're working with."

Jolting out of his chair, both to get away from the ruler and also because… because he doesn't even want to stop and question if this is real or not, Issei reaches down and unbuckles his belt, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants next. Reaching into his boxers under his teacher's watchful eye, the young pervert swallows thickly and then… pulls it out.

He's half-expecting her to attack him for it. Half-expecting this to all be some sort of test. But instead, Ms. Zuzuki takes one look at his mostly flaccid cock and her already wild eyes light up even further. The next thing he knows, she's come crashing out of her own chair, falling to her knees and dropping that ruler of hers to the side as she crawls the few feet of distance between them.

"Oh m-my… it's much bigger than I could have hoped for."

Issei flushes at that, but also grins a little. Her compliment gives him the strength to speak up.

"I bet you like them big, don't you Sensei?"

A shiver runs down the older woman's spine, and she hurriedly nods as she brings herself up onto her knees before him, reaching out to take hold of his cock. Holy shit, this was really happening? Issei can only watch, eyes wide and mouth agape, as Ms. Zuzuki plants an incredibly lewd smooch right atop the crown of his bulbous cockhead. Then, like she's done this a million times and has hundreds of hours of experience, she rolls her tongue out of her mouth and swirls it around the very top of his dick.

Her eyes flicker up to meet his as she does this, her cheeks suctioning in in a most lewd fashion. Issei's cock grows hard and thick and long in record time. He's not sure he's ever gotten fully erect faster than with Ms. Zuzuki's tongue and lips on his cock. Groaning loudly, the young pervert has to pause to catch his breath, to collect his thoughts… and to hold back his rapidly approaching orgasm. Shit, he can't cum this soon!

"W-Wait, I'm g-getting close already!"

If Ms. Zuzuki is put off by this, she doesn't show it. In fact, she doesn't wait at all, or give him a single second of respite. Instead, she bobs down his member. Just once. Just one time she slides her mouth down his cock, and she doesn't even go halfway, stopping when he hits the back of her throat. But that's where she stays, and Issei loses control a moment later, groaning as he fills her mouth and throat with his seed.

Loud, lewd gulping fills the room as Ms. Zuzuki drinks down every last drop, not missing even a little bit. Her throat contracts and convulses, her cheeks suck in and out, and her tongue works at his glans, attempting to scoop up every last bit so she can swallow it all. When she's done, Issei honestly feels a little drained… but at the same time, more rejuvenated then he ever has before.

Coming off of his cock with a pop, his teacher looks up at him smiling.

"Do you see now, Mr. Hyoudou? Do you see the difference between a woman and a girl?"

Eyes wide, feeling like he's witnessing the truth of his teacher for the first time, Issei can only nod slowly in response. Smirking, Ms. Zuzuki strokes his cock up and down with her hands, never quite letting him go soft. In no time at all, he's back at full mast despite his worries that he'd embarrassed himself by coming so easily and so early.

"Then… what do you want to do next, Mr. Hyoudou?"

His breath catches for a moment… but then the pervert takes hold.

"I want to fuck you. I want to bend you over your desk and make you my bitch."

Rather than growing upset with him, Ms. Zuzuki just smiles knowingly and rises to her feet.

"I'm still a little over-dressed for that, aren't I? Won't you help me out, young man?"

He doesn't have to be asked twice. Practically lunging forward, Issei grabs at his teacher. At first, he's near-ravenous and quite rough about things, tearing at her professional but also incredibly lewd garb, now that he looked at it. But then he realizes he's going a little too hard and a little too fast. He doesn't want to disappoint her. Still, one look at her face shows her flustered as all hell, smiling at him indulgently.

So, while Issei doesn't completely stop what he's doing… he does become a bit more methodical about it. He's rewarded with the smile on Ms. Zuzuki's face morphing into a wide, wicked grin over time as he tears this part of her attire away or pulls down this part. He's stripping her down to just her bra and panties, an extremely sexy (extremely slutty) black combo that takes his breath away.

Once he's done so, Issei grabs his sensei by her hips and spins her around. She lets out a soft cooing sound, but otherwise gives no reaction and no resistance as he proceeds to bend her over her own desk, the two of them surrounded by the discarded remnants of her garments. Running his hands up and down her body, Issei can't help but wonder if this is some sort of dream. Perhaps he's fallen asleep in his real detention and this is all just a fantasy.

But no… no, it feels too real for that. Ms. Zuzuki feels too real to just be a wet dream, though she will undeniably factor heavily in his wet dreams from now on. Issei knows this is real because up until this point, he'd been a virgin. He'd seen plenty of gorgeous sights but had never actually gotten to partake in the forbidden fruit, as it were.

All of his wet dreams and fantasies had been lacking a certain realism as a result. He had no idea what a woman's body truly felt like… but now, now he did. Ms. Zuzuki's entire figure was his for the taking, his for the molesting. And molest her Issei does, even as he finds himself humping into her panty-clad ass from behind, his cock leaking precum already.

"Ooooh, that's a good boy. You like that ass, Issei? You like your sensei's big fat ass?"

Sliding his hands down to the derriere in question, Issei grins as he gives it a hearty squeeze and a couple of smacks, drawing lewd moans from his teacher.

"Yeah… yeah I fucking do…"

"Then fuck me, Issei. Grab me tightly and fuck me already!"

That… that sounded like a great idea. Reaching down, his fingers trembling a bit now that it's actually becoming more and more of a reality, Issei pulls aside Ms. Zuzuki's lacy black panties and exposes her gushing wet pussy lips. His cock nestles into her slit quite nicely, and he groans as he pushes in just the head, feeling her cunt entrance clench down immediately around him.

"Ooooh, I can already tell you're going to be the biggest I've ever had, young man. Give it to me, Issei. Don't hold anything back!"

F-Fuck! Grabbing her by her hips, Issei slams forward, unable to hold back any longer. His cock splits open her cunt, stretching her insanely wide as he enters her, but if there's any pain, his sensei doesn't express it. Instead, the teacher lets out a long, loud, wanton moan, shaking and trembling before him as she holds onto her desk for dear life, using the large piece of furniture he has her bent over for support.

Had she just… had she just cum from that very first thrust? Issei doesn't spend too long thinking about that, truth be told. He can't hold back, now that he's caught within the warm wet vice that is Ms. Zuzuki's cunt. Instead, he begins to fuck her, and he begins to fuck her HARD! He can't even really say where it's coming from. Sure, he's a pervert… but has he always had this inner strength within him?

"Oh! Ohhhh ISSEI! Yes! Harder! Fuck me harder you hung STUD!"

Ms. Zuzuki certainly seems to be enjoying herself, even as her desk starts to shift forward inch by inch from the sheer force with which he's fucking her. Issei can only stare wide-eyed as he pounds into her from behind, his hands gripping and squeezing her cunt. Isn't he a little too strong? Is his secret power sex, or something? Where is he getting all this energy?

He's a little worried he's hurting Ms. Zuzuki, but she's taking it like a champ, to be quite honest. She doesn't sound like she's in pain, in fact she sounds like she's having the time of her life, even as the desk ends up all the way up against the wall, her chair ultimately trapped between the blackboard and it. Their fucking is now causing a banging sound to resound through the wall and possibly through the whole school building, but Issei can't bring himself to stop, and Ms. Zuzuki doesn't ask it of him, too lost in her own pleasure.

Besides, it's not like anyone is really left around anyways, this long after the school day had ended. Right? Issei puts it out of his mind, focusing instead on the warm wet vice of a cunt wrapped around his ex-virgin cock. He's… he can't hold back any longer, really. But even though she hasn't out and out SAID as much like so many of the hentai he's watched, Issei is still pretty sure his sensei has cum around his cock multiple times at this point.

There's a veritable puddle of juices between her legs, and an overwhelming slickness to his travel in and out of her tight, squeezing pussy that there wasn't at the beginning. With a hoarse shout, Issei lets loose, not even thinking about asking for permission first. He just cums inside instead, filling Ms. Zuzuki with his seed, pumping a thick, hot load of jizz right into her womb.

He feels so damn fulfilled once he's done. Like he's accomplished something truly amazing. It feels… right. He also feels that same weird mixture of tired and energized at the same time. Of course, there's also a bit of post-nut, post-coitus clarity that hits the young man as he realizes he's just fucked his teacher hard enough to scoot her desk all the way to the wall. Pulling out of Ms. Zuzuki, Issei takes a step back, marveling at the mess they've made of the classroom, but before he can begin asking questions, both inwardly and outwardly, his teacher is on her knees again, slurping and sucking at his cock, cleaning up the mess.

Staring up at him, her eyes twinkling, Ms. Zuzuki works over his dick with her mouth for a few moments before pulling back and stroking it up and down with her hands as she speaks.

"You're even more special than I first anticipated, Issei. I see that now. You and I… we're going to have so much fun together~"

Issei's cock twitches at that promise, even as he grins a big wide perverted grin. He doesn't miss the hunger in Ms. Zuzuki's eyes as she licks her lips and goes back to town swallowing down his cock… but he doesn't quite catch the avarice lurking in her gaze at the same time. There's a reason that she was able to handle the full force of his first time having sex, despite the very possible structural damage they may have done to the building in the process.

Ms. Zuzuki wasn't exactly what one would call… human. But then, there were plenty of those types all around Kuoh Academy. If the others were going to ignore Issei Hyoudou's potential simply because of his perverted nature… that was their loss. Amari Zuzuki didn't get to where she was by passing up opportunities as they presented themselves to her.