Uncensored Japanese Schoolgirl POV Creampie pv 2

The sultry strains of classical music filled the air as Professor Hiroshi Tanaka settled back into his plush leather armchair. He had been looking forward to this moment all week – his private tutoring session with his most promising student, the delectable Aiko Nakamura.

Aiko was more than just a bright pupil; she was a vision of luscious curves and porcelain skin that had captured Professor Tanaka’s adulterous lust from her first day in his classroom. Her silky black hair, porcelain skin, and wide doe eyes set off her petite figure, with perky breasts that strained against every blouse she wore and a plump backside that begged to be finally gripped. Professor Tanaka’s dreams were filled with her, and now, finally, he had persuaded her to come to his private office for some “unique” after-hours instruction.

There was a timid knock at the door – Aiko had arrived. Professor Tanaka called out for her to enter, his heart already pounding. The door opened and she slipped inside, closing it carefully behind her. “S-sensei, you wanted to see me?” she asked in a sweet, lilting voice.

“Ah, Aiko, my dear student. Yes, I have some important one-on-one instruction for you.” Professor Tanaka patted the seat beside him. She came over, her hips swaying hypnotically, and sat demurely at his side. “Now,” the professor began, leaning closer, his voice low and husky, “I believe you have been having some…trouble concentrating in class lately. I worry about you, Aiko.”

“I’m so sorry, sensei,” Aiko replied, her doe eyes downcast. “I feel so stupid sometimes. I know I should be doing better.”

Professor Tanaka reached out and tilted her chin up. “Oh Aiko, you have so much potential, but your mind seems…elsewhere these days. So distracted.” His thumb stroked her plump bottom lip. “I think I know what you need. Focus. Intensity.”

Aiko let out a soft gasp as the professor parted her lips with his thumb, his meaning clear. “Yes, sensei. Kiss me.”

It was all the invitation he needed. Professor Tanaka captured Aiko’s mouth in a deep, hungry kiss, his tongue delving past her lips to taste her sweetness. Aiko melted against him, her hands coming up to wind around his neck as he plundered her mouth.

The kiss went on and on, heated and passionate, until they were both breathless and panting. “My god, you taste even better than I imagined,” Professor Tanaka groaned, pressing his hardening bulge against her thigh. His hands slid down to span her tiny waist. “Let me taste more of you.”

Aiko shivered as the professor began kissing down her throat, his hands easing up under the hem of her blouse. “Yes, sensei, I want you to taste me, all of me,” she breathed, tilting her head submissively.

The professor took his time, his lips and tongue exploring every inch of her honeyed skin as he divested her of her clothing. Soon Aiko was displayed before him in all her geisha glory – her pert breasts capped with rosy nipples, her slit glistening with arousal, a modest landing strip of black curls above her wet petals.

“Perfection,” Professor Tanaka purred, his hands worshipping her silken flesh. Aiko flushed at the compliment and sank to her knees before him.

“Please, sensei, allow me to return the favor,” she said, reaching for the zipper of his trousers. The professor lifted his hips obligingly and groaned as Aiko freed his rigid cock. She stroked it reverently before swirling her pink tongue around the tip, tasting the salty bead of pre-cum gathered there. Then she sank her hot little mouth down his throbbing shaft, sucking him deep into her throat.

Professor Tanaka threw his head back, eyes rolling in bliss as his student bobbed on his cock. “Oh yesss, just like that, such an obedient little mouth-fucker,” he grunted. He reached down to tangle his fingers in Aiko’s silken hair, guiding her pace.

When her ministrations had him on the edge of eruption, he gently pulled her off, his cock slick and shiny with her saliva. ” Enough, my pet. I need your other holes now.” Aiko licked her lips and stood, turning and bending over his desk. The professor wasted no time in thrusting deep into her dripping cunt, both of them crying out at the exquisite friction.

He pounded into her roughly, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to bruise. Aiko met his actions with fervent cries and bucks of her own, encouraging him to take her harder, faster, as deep as he could. The slapping of sweat-slick skin and the scent of sex filled the air.

Professor Tanaka could feel his climax building already, his balls tightening. “I’m going to cum, Aiko!” he roared. “I’m going to fill this tight pussy to overflowing!”

“Yesss, give it to me sensei, fill me up! I want to feel your seed spilling out of me!” Aiko demanded.

With a final slam of his hips, Professor Tanaka unleashed his load deep in Aiko’s spasming core. He collapsed against her back, his cock twitching out the last drops of cum. “I love you, my sweet student,” he rumbled.

Aiko turned her head to smile at him dreamily. “I love you too, sensei.” She stood on shaky legs and looked down at the rivulets of jizz trickling out of her satisfied slit and down her thighs. “And you’ve definitely filled me up inside!”

She danced away from him to get her clothes, still humming that dreamy tune, glance at the professor over her shoulder. “My pet name ring true, sensei? Students are always looking for the right ‘school supplies’ after all.” She chuckled with a mischievous wink as she walked out the door in the Japanese style, completely nude.