He held his cock firm in his hand, stroking it softly as he approached her. Kaori sat there, her mouth watering, her tongue twisting inside, her throat aching.

She had never done this before. She'd never sucked a dick, not even once. The last boyfriend she had broke up with her because she refused to do that kind of thing.

So why was she so impatient and desperate to do it?

It didn't make any sense.

What was happening to her?

Renji finally stood before her and his cock was now a hair's whisper away from her face. She gazed at her, her eyes shaking like a frightened pup, transfixed at its throbbing glory.

The smell. She couldn't escape it. It filled her nose so strong that she could see its steam trails rising from the veiny skin of his cock.

It was musky and primal, a raw blend of sweat-soaked skin from all his activities earlier today, mingled with the salty tang of pre-cum that beaded at the tip of his cock.

Her eyes were terrified but also desiring.

She could even smell the underlying earthy sharpness like fresh-cut grass mixed with the faint, animalistic funk of unwashed desire.

Why did a young boy like Renji smell so husky? It was like there was a kind of magic embedded into his young… thick… big cock.

And again, this scent. This scent that was making her think more like a slut than a teacher.

It wasn't clean or perfumed; it was potent, almost feral, the kind of scent that spoke of unchecked hormones and raw masculinity, wrapping around her like invisible tendrils.

Even though she was 31 years old, Kaori had never done anything like this. She was untouched by such carnal urges, her life a quiet tapestry of books and true crime shows.

She'd never glanced twice at a man in this way, or his cock. She had never felt the stirrings of heat between her thighs or the pull of something darker, more instinctive.

But now, as that strong stench invaded her, it ignited something buried deep within her untouched core.

She tried to pull back, to cling to her purity, but the aroma was relentless, coiling through her senses like a drug, making her dizzy and desperate.

It was like it had fucked her brained, turning it into a mush of desire, and all she wanted was to make up for her years of plainness by sucking pathetically on her student's cock.

"What are you waiting for?" Renji asked her.

She looked up at him, uncertainty in her gaze, even though all she wanted was to take him in her mouth.

"Do it." Renji told her. "Suck the cock of your student that you wanted so badly."

Miyako—on the cushion—held back a gluttonous whimper. She too wanted to suck his cock, she couldn't wait that much longer for Sunday, especially with his young meaty shaft just a few feet away from her.

As she watched with her hungry eyes, Kaori leaned in on the chair, opened her mouth and carefully took Renji's cock inside.

Only the swollen head though.

Renji was patient. She might have started off by only placing her lips on the tip of his cock but most women started sucking that way, right?

She might have also not opened her mouth wide enough but maybe she was a little timid. It was expected.

Rather than holding her head or thrusting into her mouth, he just stood there, allowing her to pick up pace and try more.

Kaori was frozen on his cock. It had been three seconds since she placed her lips on his head but nothing had happened since then. She just stayed there, like she had no idea what to do next.

"Come on, Ms Katsura," Renji urged her on. "Go ahead and keep sucking."

Kaori's face turned red with shame. She wanted to suck his cock so bad but she didn't really know how.

She took her lips off the throbbing stick, gulped, and tried again.

Her lips trembled as they wrapped around just the swollen head of Renji's cock once more, her mouth barely stretched to accommodate its girth.

Kaori wanted to cry. It would be such a disgraceful thing if she did. Crying in front of her student just because she couldn't suck his cock.

If only she knew, she would have sucked the cock of her boyfriends so she could prepare for this. Now, she was letting Renji down.

How could a 31 year old woman be such a newbie at sucking dick and every type of foreplay? It was unheard of, and something disgraceful.

Her movements were hesitant and clumsy, like she was testing out some foreign object rather than diving into the act.

Renji watched with her with a curious silent gaze. She sucked lightly at first, her tongue flat and unsure against the underside, flicking awkwardly as if she wasn't sure what to do with it.

It was then that she caught the taste of his cock. It hit her immediately. It was salty and bitter from the pre-cum that smeared across her tongue, mixed with that musky sweat she'd been inhaling, making her head spin even more.

With her high sensitivity, the sensation made the inside of her mouth tingle, causing excess spit to build up. This would have been a good thing, if only she knew what to do with spit.

For the taste of Renji's cock though, it was gross and intoxicating all at once, flooding her senses and making her pussy throb with a wet heat she couldn't ignore.

She loved it. Unbearably so. But she couldn't enjoy it as much as she wanted because of her poor blowjob skills.

Her cheeks hollowed out a bit as she tried to pull more in, but she gagged almost right away, her throat tightening up like it was rejecting the invasion.

Fuck, it felt huge in her mouth, stretching her jaw, and she could feel the veins pulsing against her lips, hot and alive.

Part of her wanted to pull away, but that rewired brain of hers kept pushing her forward, making her slurp noisily, saliva dribbling down her chin in messy strings.

To Renji, it felt... okay, but mostly frustrating.

Her suction was weak, like a half-hearted kiss, not the deep, eager throat-fuck he was used to from his more experienced milfs.

He could feel her teeth grazing him accidentally, not enough to hurt but enough to remind him how green she was. "Damn, Teach. Is that all you got?" he groaned, his hand still stroking the base of his shaft as he looked down at her, amused and impatient.

Miyako, kneeling on the cushion a few feet away, watched with wide, hungry eyes, her thighs squeezing together as she bit her lip.

Seeing Kaori's innocent face stuffed with Renji's young meat made her jealous and turned on, her own mouth watering at the sight, imagining how that thick cock would feel sliding past her lips. She shifted on her knees, a soft whine escaping her, wishing it was her turn already.

Renji gripped Kaori's hair gently, guiding her head. "Come on, suck harder. Use your tongue more, swirl it around the tip like you're licking an ice cream cone that's melting fast. And relax your throat, don't just bob like that."

She tried, her tongue circling clumsily, pressing flatter against him as she sucked in her cheeks tighter, but it was still sloppy, her rhythm off, speeding up then slowing down unpredictably.

The taste grew stronger as more pre-cum leaked out, coating her mouth in that sticky, salty flavor that made her moan muffled around him, her body betraying her with fresh waves of arousal soaking her panties.

To Renji, it tickled more than it pleased, her efforts too shallow, barely getting past the head. "Nah, that's weak as hell. Open wider, no teeth, lips only, seal them tight and slide down further. Pretend you're trying to swallow it whole."

"Okay," Kaori said and nodded enthusiastically. She pushed herself, inching another bit down, her eyes watering as she gagged again, coughing wetly around his cock but not pulling off.

She was getting a tiny bit better, her suction firmer, her tongue more active, but she couldn't take even half of him. His length was too much for her virgin mouth, and her lips kept slipping, not gripping right, letting spit leak everywhere.

Miyako leaned forward on her cushion, her breath coming in short pants, fingers digging into her thighs as she watched Kaori struggle.

"You're trying, I'll give you that," Renji said with a smirk, thrusting his hips a little to push deeper, making her choke. "But this blowjob's straight trash. You're really an amateur at this, aren't you. It's kinda cute actually."

He rubbed a finger on her lip as she gasped softly. "My cold literature teacher doesn't know how to suck cock. She can't even get it halfway down. Why don't I show you just how to suck a cock properly."

Kaori gazed up at him with lost eyes of affection. Then he turned his head toward Miyako. "Mrs Endo?"

Miyako's eyes lit up as she sat straight to answer. "Yes, Renji?"

"Can you get over here?"

"Yes!" Miyako said with anticipation. Her heart pounded in her chest as she dropped to her hands and knees without hesitation, crawling across the floor like an eager puppy.

The closer she got, her giant fat ass swayed hypnotically until she stopped right in front of him, kneeling up close to his throbbing cock.

Her face was now inches away from it, breathing in that same musky scent that had wrecked Kaori.

Renji looked down at Kaori with a grin. "Now Ms Katsura, watch and learn how to suck cock."

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