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Kawakami's After School Fun
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Relieved that Shujin was finally entering it's recess, resulting in her getting a much needed break. Kawakami decides to get a head start on her vacation, by having a little personal fun in her classroom.
Hearing the final bell of the school day almost elicited a cheer of joy from the exhausted Sadayo. Happy that her long, grueling day of teaching classes and dealing with annoying teachers had finally come to an end. She waved goodbye to her students; watching them as they filed out of the room. Seeing the last one step out, shutting the door behind them, she dropped her professional aura with a loud sigh. Her tense and tired shoulders slumping, as if she were carrying heavy weights on them. “Thank God this weekend is here.”
She had been looking forward to this for the past 3 weeks. Not only was Shujin Academy about to enter a small little recess vacation. But she didn’t have to worry about going in for her other ‘job’. For the first time in who knows how long, Sadayo Kawakami could officially relax and have some well-deserved peace and quiet.
“Thank God.” She muttered, walking over to a random desk and sitting against it, peering out the window to see all of the students speaking to one another. Either to gearing up to hang out with one another, head to afterschool activities, or just simply head home for the day. Kawakami’s eyes couldn’t help but soften at the sight. She honestly envied those kids; none of them had to worry about dealing with the hassle of being a grown-up just yet. What she wouldn’t give to be in their shoes again; to be young, carefree, stupid and reckless as well.
“But here I am, worrying about when I can get a nice decent amount of sleep.” She sighed, slumping into the desk chair. “What a thrilling livelihood you live, Sadayo.”
Looking down at the desk, she brushed her hand along the smooth surface. A wistful smile forming on her face, recalling her younger days when she was a rebellious student. And all the trouble she used to get in from time to time with the teachers and principal. Heh, she could only imagine how her younger self would react, seeing her all grown up and taking a profession; and being the very same person that gave her some much hassle back in the day.
The thought made her giggle, “Talk about the irony,” she uttered, before humming to herself. Just then, a crazy little idea started to form in her head. Standing from the chair, she quickly rushed to the classroom door, opening it and looking out to see if anyone was around. Only to find the hallways thankfully empty, not a student or staff member in sight. Sliding the door shut, the dark-haired teacher brought a hand to her mouth, a naughty little smirk forming at the idea that was floating in her head.
“Well… since nobody’s around~” Making her way back to the desk she was seated at. She sat down on the surface, hooking a finger into the collar of her shirt. She could feel her heart pounding against her chest. Both excitement and nervousness welling up inside of her, a part of her unable to believe what she was about to do. “It’ll be just like old times, you can do it, girl.”
With that little boost of confident reassurance; Kawakami started to rid herself of her clothing. Kicking off her pumps with her feet; her bright yellow long sleeve shirt was the first to go, revealing her breasts, giving a slight bounce as they were contained in a simple white brassiere. Following her shirt, she unzipped her long jean skirt, letting the clothing slide down her slender legs, before kicking them off and having them land on the back of the seat. She unclasped her bra, shrugging the undergarment off her shoulders until she was left sitting in only her panties and white stockings. Even though the room was warm, that didn’t stop Kawakami’s nipples from growing excited. Her inner pervertedness enjoying the rush of sitting all alone in a classroom stark naked. Her pussy aching with anticipation.
Sadayo parted her legs slowly, bringing a hand to her sex; a brief moment of hesitation caused her to pause momentarily. The last bit of morality and common sense in her mind tried to reason with her that she was doing wrong, warning her that someone might walk in and catch her. Up until her perverted nature silenced her conscience, reasoning that a little bit of risk was necessary when having some fun. After all, up until recently when that transfer student had arrived; she had lived a dull monotonous lifestyle. Why not spice it up, even if it was by herself?
The battle of right and wrong raged about, eventually ending with her depravity winning out, greenlighting her little private masturbating excursion. Shaking her head, she squashed her apprehension and slowly snaked her hand into her panties. The light brush against her clit sent a quick jolt of pleasure up her back. “Right… it has been a while since I did this.” Thanks to the two jobs, both as a teacher and a maid; it had left the poor woman extremely stressed out with no opportunities to relieve herself. It was actually one of the main reasons she had been looking forward to this little vacation.
All play and no work made Kawakami a happy little camper.
Leaning back, keeping herself balanced and propped up with a hand behind her, holding the front of the desk. She pushed a finger into her cunt. Her lips parting into an inaudible gasp as her slender digit penetration inside of her. Leaning back a little further, she started pumping the sole finger nice and slowly. Relishing in the feeling of her walls squeezing and coiling around it. It really came to no surprise to her, that she was this tight. Thanks to her job as a teacher; she couldn’t really recall the last time she had the chance where she could pleasure herself like this. And in terms of her job as a maid…
“Ugh, like I would stoop THAT low.” Her nose crinkled, mentally shivering in disgust at the thought. Kawakami wasn’t stupid; she was well aware that her maid job often time offered ‘special’ services to high paying customers and clients looking to get a little more than a simple cleaning of their houses. It was secretly one of the reasons that helped get their business out there, and why she honestly hated working there. She lost count of how many times her job tried to get her into accepting one of those offers. To sell her body to someone that would no doubt be either a disgusting pervert or someone that was just looking for a quick fuck. Her younger self probably would’ve agreed to it in a heartbeat. Seeing in as nothing more than easy money and a good time. But being a lot older now, things like pride and self-respect played a huge factor in her life. Or to put it more simply…
Kawakami was horny and stressed, not desperate and needy.
Forcing that disgruntling thought aside, she focused back at the main task at hand. Cranking the pace while slipping a second finger into her core. A low sweet gasp escaped from the wonderful feeling of being filled up bit by bit. Though her fingers couldn’t give her the same sensation a real cock or even one of her toys could give. It was still enough to leave the older satisfied at this very moment. Pumping herself faster and harder, Kawakami moaned out as she felt her middle and ring fingers begin to grow slick with her arousal. Her juices seeing out, staining her panties and running down onto the desk. Her mind fantasizing about being eating out at this very moment.
She imagined their tongue burrowing deep into her, casually exploring around as much as their limited stretch would allow. Her toes curling up blissfully whenever she felt a brush or stab against one of her various sweet spots. Making her mewl softly in a way most would never expect the normally tired teacher to exude. Just as another loud moan was about to escape. Her body suddenly froze at the sound of footsteps and voices.
“I’m telling ya, I’m glad we finally got this break. Been looking forward to sleep the day away for weeks now.”
“Ugh, I swear, you lazing about is all you ever think about Sakamoto.”
“Hey, don’t act like you weren’t looking forward to it. I saw that little cheer you did when the last bell rang.”
“Sh-Shut up!”
It didn’t even take Sadayo a second to recognize who those two were; Ann and Ryuji of her homeroom class. The teacher was in absolute shock to find that the two of them were still here. She had assumed they long since left the academy. Just when she thought it couldn’t get any worse, the next words out of Ryuji’s mouth made the woman pale as a ghost.
“Oh crap, I think I forgot my phone in Kawakami-sensei’s classroom.”
“Well, we’re right here, right? Just run in, get it, and get out.”
Kawakami could feel her heart pounding against her ears. Palpitating like mad when she saw the doors to the room rattle slightly. Though, just when she thought she was to be exposed, and her life and social standing come to a terrible end. A miraculous saving grace occurred.
“Oh wait no, nevermind, it was in my back pocket the entire time,” Ryuji said with a laugh.
“Ugh, idiot,” Though it couldn’t be seen, one could imagine Ann visibly rolling her eyes. “Come on, let’s get going; we’re supposed to meet up with Akira at Leblanc.”
“Right.”
As the footsteps started away from the occupied classroom; Kawakami remained absolutely still. Refusing to even breathe until she was sure they were absolutely gone. Only then, when the footsteps were faint to the point of sound nonexistent; did the dark hair woman let out a sigh of relief she wasn’t even aware she had been holding. To think that two of her two had unknowingly came close to walking in her on her in such a compromising position. It was insane, it was… u-unthinkable…
It was utterly electrifying.
Her entire hand and panties were drenched in her juices. The dangerously close encounter with her almost being caught, excited her in every way imaginable. Throwing whatever inhibitions she may have had left, she pumped her fingers vigorously into her aching snatch. Her mind exploding into a whirlwind of lust like she’s never experienced before. Many scenarios and fantasies of her being seen crashed down upon like an uncontrolled raging river. The urge to satisfy her suddenly now needy body made her gave way to her lack of care for her safety and self-awareness.
Her second hand relinquished her hold on the desk in favor of mauling her own breasts for added pleasure. Kneading it roughly more than what any aggressive lover could muster to her. Her once low, stifled moans now devolved into slutty screams echoing throughout the classroom. Her mind no longer caring whether she got caught or not. If anything, it just made her pussy tighten up even more with excitement. To the point where she could barely move her fingers and deeper into her core.
“Fuck!” She cursed, feeling her pussy throbbing with desperate attention. “Not when I’m so close; where’s a dildo when you need one?!” Scanning the room quickly, hoping that something would suffice as a substitute in its place. Her eyes zeroed in on her marker conveniently poking out of her jean skirt. It wasn’t much but in her lust-fueled state, she would take it.
Getting down, or rather, nearly falling off the desk; Kawakami found herself on the floor of her classroom. Face down, ass up with her marker in hand; she yanked her soaked panties all the down to her knees. Exposing her snatch for the world to see as she stabbed the writing utensil into her cunt. The mere penetration was enough to bring the woman right back to the edge. Her teeth grinding against her bottom lip as she thrust the marker hard and fast into her folds. Feeling it poke the very entrance to her womb.
With her eyes slowly rolling into her skull, she could feel herself inching closer to her release. Her climax came with a loud scream, her juices squirting intensely. Forcing out the marking as she sprayed the entire classroom floor with her essence. Drooling with a silly grin plastered over her face. Her body quivering from the orgasm it was riding through at the very moment. That… took a lot more out of her than she initially thought it would. Not that she minded in the least.
“Damn… I should do this more often.” She uttered breathlessly, deciding to lay still for a few minutes. To catch her breath and let her body recover.
-X-
Outside the classroom, a hand at her mouth to prevent the gasp from escaping and giving away her position. Shujin’s Student Council President Makoto Niijima slowly backed away from the door. Unable to process what she had just witnessed. She initially came to investigate just what those moans and screams were, coming from one of the classrooms. But she never once imagined stumbling upon something like this. To think, a teacher of all people would do something so… brazen inside a classroom. A place that was meant to educate kids. What made this whole thing worst was; despite herself. Deep down she couldn’t help but feel aroused, her thighs rubbing together in confusing desire. A ripe blush painted across her face, and unsure of what to do, she ran.
She would keep this matter quiet. Hoping that she would never be reminded of this, ever again.
