SENSE

Lily
SAKAMAKI YUMI

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Yumi gave a fake moan as the head teacher stuck his tongue in her mouth again and lifted up her shirt and bra so it rested uncomfortably on her chest while he rubbed her breasts. She swore in her mind, he wasn’t even doing it right and her nipples were beginning to hurt. It was no wonder his wife had left him; he was an idiot when it came to sex.

How much money was she getting for this she wondered briefly? 80,000 yen? 90,000?

When she first saw him at the telephone club it was just too good an opportunity to pass up. She traded places with one of the other girls and, fuck. His face when he saw her. It didn’t stop him though. He paid and they had the date he drove her to the station. Done. They had had several dates though before he asked for sex. She agreed though. After all, she was getting up to triple what she normally got.
But since then he had taken up getting her into his office whenever possible. But as long as she got paid it was fine. If he made visible marks though he was fined 30,000 yen.

Yumi arched her back and rubbed herself against his length. The teacher grinned and rubbed her crotch through the white panties she wore, Yumi purred, that’s better she thought, and spread her legs a bit more.

“More.” she said in a light high-pitched gasp. The head teacher grabbed her hair tightly in one hand and licked her cheek. She hated it when the clients did stuff like that. He pulled down her panties and fingered her roughly. She groaned and her juices made sucking noises as his fingers went in and out in fast motions.
She unbuttoned her white shirt and threw it to another area of the room along with her bra. When she had finished she laced her hands behind her head to stretch out like a cat pushing her chest to the pawing hands of the Sixty-Five year old.

“Yes, oh yes. Ok, go over to the chair Sakamaki. Sit on it and touch yourself for me to watch.” He removed his fingers, backing away to sit in the chair opposite. Yumi sighed and mewed softly for his benefit.
She stripped off her other pieces of clothing first (the panties and skirt, but not the socks. He liked the socks.) And did as he bid her do.

Once she sat in the chair she spread her legs and began to touch her pussy softly at first then applying pressure to her clit, the teacher’s lecherous face contorted as the pressure in his cock increase from watching her pleasure herself.

Yumi sighed happily as she stroked her clit in small circles, she was beginning to feel herself reach the edge and lifted her hips against her hand and rubbed herself faster alternately sticking her finger in and out of herself. The slurping noise was delicious to hear and she lifted her free hand to pinch and rub her breasts, she was now trembling with excitement, her deft fingers stroking the circles, adding more pressure all the time.
The head teacher took down his trousers and boxers walked over to her. She felt the slimy feeling of his tongue roughly probing her mouth. And his hand sliding around her body to pick her up. They squeezed and cupped her ass as he changed their positions. Roughly pushing her up and down on his piece. Her sex felt like a furnace. He rammed into her belly, and positioned her so her breasts rubbed against his chest. She slid her body up and down quickly finding the rhythm he wanted, sweat dripped from his body, hot and salty, staining skin with lust and heat beading onto Yumi’s, rippling along the girls rippling skin. His grunting was ragged and he picked up with speed.

She was so good, so obedient; he watched her rise up and down with perverse fascination. Her long hair slapped at her back, her tanned body, slim, still with the curves that he loved to caress and touch. Her breasts were rather petite. He normally liked a larger size, like the Caucasian girls he often saw on TV.
He slapped them slightly to one side. Yumi gasped a little louder when he did that, but continued to go up and down at a steady pace on his staff. He smiled a bit more. He liked that sound. He did it again, harder.

“Ouch! Stop it!”

He grinned at her plea for him to stop. And so he did. Instead he lifted her off him, she groaned and mewed again like a kitten as he sat her on the ground in front of him.

“Lick yourself off me.”

Ah good, thought Yumi as she crawled forwards on all fours to where he sat on the chair. He’s nearly finished.
It was always the same, five minutes foreplay, seven minutes sex, eight minutes going down on each other.

Her pink tongue left her small silky mouth and licked his shaft, large and reddish from their activities, following each of the thick veins, her feathery touches making him groan with need and she continued to tease him, tasting herself and cleaning it all away. She nibbled at the skin lightly until he grabbed her hair and begged her for sweet release.
Yumi hollowed her cheeks and took him all the way into her mouth, and began to suck. Urging him on to his orgasm so she could get her money and just go back to class.
And she continued to suck until he came.

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I left his office as soon as the bell went, I felt sticky and I was hot and needy. I ignored it. And felt the heavy wad of yen in my inner pocket.
I could now by that Gucci belt I had been eyeing, a new phone, clothes… The possibilities were now endless.
Some teachers were walking around getting to their next class. I checked myself quickly in my pocket mirror again, making sure there was no stray cum on any part of my face or hair.

“Sakamaki-chan Morning.” Ah, the English teacher, Erin Blacken. A 19-year-old gap year student from England. I think she knows about me, but with all the gossip that flew through the halls, I really shouldn’t be surprised.

“Good Morning Sensei.” I gave a short bow. I wanted to run home and have a shower.

“Stop calling me that. I’m only three years older than you, Its Erin Okay?” I smiled. She was a cool gaijin. She flicked her hair behind her shoulders and fixed me with a stare.
“Anyway. You missed a large percent of the lesson today. If you have time, I would like to do these work sheets I made. There are some notes for you on the back of them. But if you have any problems come see me ok?”

I nodded quickly and shouldered my bag some more.

She watched me carefully and I gulped. This sensei wasn’t a stuck up Japanese women, to prim and proper to talk about sex. This was a trendy girl, with piercing big blue eyes, dark brown hair, that wore beige jeans, black trainers and cute pink tops to work.

“I don’t want you leaving anymore of my lessons, or any of the other teachers classes Sakamaki-chan. You’re grades have taken a tremendous drop this year. If you really need to see the stuck u-“

She caught herself just in time and I smiled.

“The head. Then do it after school, not during ok? Your education comes before him.” She put the papers in my hand and winked.

“And of course, on Friday we have the amazing Karaoke lesson. Nagata and Takahashi are going to be singing. It’s going to be great.” I laughed. And she looked at her watch.

“Damn. I’m late. Ok, have a good day Sakamaki.”

“Goodbye sensei.”

I didn’t go to the rest of my classes. I couldn’t be fucked to see everyone stare at me with knowing eyes, then whispering, “Slut” “Whore” Or “Prostitute”.
Why couldn’t more people be like Erin Sensei? She didn’t give a fuck at what I did as long as I kept a good grade in her class.
As I walked down the stairs, the echoing of each of my steps dropping around the wide white walls, I heard some mindless chattering as two people walked up the stairs. I smirked, my two little puppets. Chibi Makiko and cool Ren.

“Soooo, Ren-Ren-Kun, what do you think we’ll do later with Yumi-san.”

“uhh… Why? Why God? Why?!” She groaned. Poor Ren-Ren-kun I thought laughing. She’s unlucky.
I paused at the last step and took out my phone to check my e-mails.
Seven dates lined up for the next 2 weeks.

Goodie.

Ren groaned as she saw me standing in front of her and she balanced the papers she was clutching more securely in her hands.
She was so cute! She actually had a natural double-lidded eye, out lined with black eye liner.
(I have to stick glue onto my upper lid to get my eyes even close to that look.) Her face was round, framed by pieces of her brown-black tipped hair.
Ren was also short, but very slim and toned. Her loose socks showed off her legs nicely.

Maki was pretty too. She had a shorter style than Ren, pure black with pink flower clips holding it in place. Her ears had small white butterfly earrings that dangled.
Unlike Ren she wore plain black socks that made her look slender and small. She had a perfect smile and infectious personality that just shone.

“Ah! Good Morning Sakamaki-chan, what are you doing?”

“I’m going home Makiko-chan” She blushed cutely as I said her full name. I smirked; she would be easily tied in. She was like a stereotypical character in a shojo manga.
Ren sighed at her friend’s reaction, God. The men were going to adore her.

“Whatever Sakamaki-san. We’ll meet you at seven near the convenience ok?” She walked up the stairs and I followed her looking up her skirt to see the underwear. Pure white.

I looked over to Maki and she was staring at me with the look of a lost puppy.

I walked over and patted her head.

“I’ll see you later ok Makiko-chan? Promise you’ll be there?” I laced my voice with sugar and she nodded.

“Promise.”

I nodded and continued walking down the stairs.
Tonight was going to be fun.

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