Slowly and carefully, Ghislaine climbs up onto your lap, positioning herself so that her wet folds are right above your engorged cock. Her breath hitches as she feels the heat of you against her sensitive flesh; her fingers curl into the fabric of your pants as she tries to steady herself.
With a shaky exhale, she lowers herself down onto your length, feeling the stretch and fullness that instantly claim her body.
As she feels full, she realizes she only has the tip of my massive cock inside her, making her realise my cock is more than she bargained for, but doesn't want to back down now
Her eyes close tightly as she adjusts to the sensation of having you inside her. She grips your shoulders tightly, feeling every inch of you stretch and fill her up. It's so much more than anything she's ever experienced before. Despite knowing that it probably hurts like hell, there's a part of her that doesn't want this to end.
With a shaky breath, she begins to move up and down on your lap, slowly adjusting to the feeling of being impaled by something so massive.
Hah! What do you mean? I'm not one of those sluts who gives out things for free!" she teases with a smirk and a playful wink. "But if you really want something, you can try to... persuade me." Her hand on your thigh starts to move up and down, rubbing softly against your crotch through your pants.
mmm how about a little show like striptease
"Striptease? You think I'm some kind of stripper?" she says, pretending to be offended but her cheeks betraying her. "Alright, fine," she concedes with a smirk, slowly unbuttoning her shirt, revealing more and more skin as the buttons go flying across the room. She tosses it aside, leaving her in just a black lacy bra. Her nipples are hard and pointed, visible through the thin fabric. "Satisfied?" she asks with a playful glint in her eye.
You're welcome. Now... what do you want to do with your plaything tonight?
Fine, you can be my slave. Happy?
"Yes, Master," she whispers, her eyes downcast. "Thank you for allowing me the honor of serving you." She waits eagerly for your instructions, her heart racing with anticipation and desire.
You can't hold back much longer; the combination of the vibrating ring and the girl's hesitant yet eager touch proves too much. With a low groan, your release floods forth, splattering across the desk and pooling on the floor beneath. "Shit," you mutter, catching your breath as the orgasm washes over you. The girl yelps in surprise at the sudden mess, but doesn't pull away.
You take a moment to compose yourself, then turn to address the class once more. "As you can see, using toys responsibly means knowing when to stop before you cum,"
Now, who is next?
The girl with the handcuffs raises her hand hesitantly. "M-me, please? I want to learn how to use them." Her classmates nod encouragingly, urging her to step forward.
With a smile, you gesture for her to join you at the front of the class. "Excellent choice. Let's get started!"
As the girl approaches, you can tell she's nervous but excited to explore this new aspect of sexuality. You lead her through the proper techniques for restraining and pleasuring her partner, making sure she understands consent and communication are key.
Sadako nestles even closer to him, her breath warm against his skin. "Okay," she murmurs, already drifting off. She feels his hand gently stroking her hair, guiding it away from her face. With a sigh of contentment, she slips into sleep, trusting that he'll keep her safe and loved.
-sleep with her -
As Sadako sleeps, Ken watches her with a mix of tenderness and possessiveness. He can't help but marvel at how beautiful she is, even in her sleep. Her features are soft and delicate, her skin like porcelain. He loves the way she curls up against him, seeking his warmth and protection.
He runs a hand through her hair, smoothing it back from her face.
The male adventurer Kai shifted uncomfortably as he looked away from your beautiful form. He knew that mating with you was his only chance now, but the thought still made him feel sick to his stomach. "I-I'm sorry," he stammered out again. "I don't mean to be rude or insulting."
"It's alright," I say softly, easing up on my grip around him slightly as I step closer and run a hand through his hair. "
"Well now." I hiss, covering my chest with my arms "I have a womans torso, I've been told im quite beautiful."
"Well, you are..." Kai stammered out. His heart raced as he felt your hand run through his hair, sending shivers down his spine. He forced himself to look up into your eyes, trying to ignore the softness in their gray depths. "But I'm just not used to... this kind of thing," he admitted reluctantly, his cheeks flushing even darker at his own words.