Mizuki bullies Kushina pussy

The weather wasn’t pretty in any way. It was a chilly and silent morning, the sort that bores his hormones. Mizuki stood towering by his desk in his classroom. The school was empty because it was the holidays, but Mizuki had rather resorted to lodging in the academy even while others were away.
He looked out through the window to see what good the wind of winter had done to the world outside the academy, but he saw nothing so special. Everywhere was just chilly and snowy, and the metals were icy.
The holidays, for him, always turn out boring if he doesn’t find it easy to spend the holiday with them. he took a deep breath and returned his gaze to his desk.
There had been no girl around so far, and his need to put his dick in a warm hole had been surmounting for quite a while now, but that need of his had so far remained unsatisfied.
He looked around to ensure no one was watching because though he was sure the school was void of life, he felt watched. He sniffed so hard to catch the scent of someone watching but caught nothing.
His instincts were beginning to go silly like they do whenever he is set to delve into something silly. He unbuckled his belt and pulled his dick out of his pants.
There are no pussies around to serve him, but the warmth of his smooth palm would do his dick some justice if he rubs it well. He had been into the sad game so far, stimulating his dick with his cupped palm getting ill get wet with his cum.
He ran his index finger around his dick and squeezed the cap. He has his unique ways of stimulating his dick to give himself the pleasure he desires. On ooccasion, he would hold his dick tight to his lower pelvic bone till he feels his climax knocking hard. In such case, he would let his dick lose to let the cum spill on his thigh, but this time around, he wanted to fuck his cupped palms.
He cupped his right hand and with his left hand, he passed his dick into the cupped palm the same way he would pass his dick into a real vagina if he was to toss himself out of imagination and deal with reality.
His palm was not so warm. It was rough and cold, demanding he soften it in whatever way possible for him, to avoid injuring his dick.
He freed his dick from the cupped palm, spread the palm, and spat into it to soften it with his spittle, but just then, he sensed movements in the school building.
Someone must have bleached the holiday and stepped into the school. He made it to the doorpost and looked around, but he saw no one, not even footprints that might suggest someone walked the snow of the school compound.
He returned to his desk and continued from where she stopped. His hand had been softened, and having been rubbed repeatedly, it had grown warm for his dick.
He cupped it again and slipped his dick into it, and thus was a wanking session. He pretended the cupped palm was a real pussy, while he forced his mind to craft pictures of a big ass that indeed suits what he was into. Moans left his lips. They were fake, works of pretence, but they gave him the feeling he wanted until he felt someone’s presence in the room.
He spurned to the doorpost with his dick in his cupped palm, and lo, standing by the doorpost, watching him wank, was Naruto, one of the students of the academy who should be observing the holiday with his mates.
He frowned and freed his dick. Yes, wanking is fun, but who on earth would like being watched when they wank? Everyone wanks, but no one likes to admit that they wank. His case was sad. The boy had been watching him all the while he was roaming in the world of self-pleasure.
“Naruto.” He called out, his fists clenched, and his teeth clenched in anger. He would smite him if he dared take off and make him chase him.
“Nice performance, Mizuki.” Naruto laughed. He had been the worst student Mizuki had so far had in the academy. He had been on his nerve on some occasions, but those had been minor, and then this. It's far from minor.
“You saw everything?” Mizuki asked, his eyes calculating what speed would be required for him to leap at Naruto and pin him to the floor without missing.
“The moaning to be precise.” Said Naruto, laughing. “It’s so awkward.”
Mizuki frowned and clenched his teeth so tight they made little sounds in his mouth. He narrowed his eyes and readied himself to reap at Naruto with the best of his speed.
“Well, I have no business with your wanking business.” Naruto snapped. “I must go about with my business, bloody wanker.”
He turned to leave, but then, it dawned on him. He wasn’t expecting a dive with such precision, and he never saw it coming until he landed on the floor with an extra weight on him.
Mizuki punched his mouth, and holding to his legs, he dragged Naruto into the class and held him to the floor, his hand gripping the boy’s jaw.
“Get your wanking hand off my jaw.” Naruto spat on his face, earning himself a slap.
“Shut up.” He ordered and turned Naruto over, taking off his pants. Naruto tried resisting, but Mizuki had pinned him to the floor with all his might and weight.
“Stop, Mizuki, let me go!” Naruto struggled.
He launched punches at Naruto’s back and gripped his hair, pulling him so hard. Naruto winced at each pull of his yellow hair, his eyes turning red with pain and hate for Mizuki.
“I will smite you if I get out of your grip, Mizuki.” Naruto swore through clenched teeth.
“Not when I won’t spare you a breath.” He stuck his mid-finger into Naruto’s ass. If there are no pussies for his use, then, Naruto’s ass might be as useful as his cupped palm.
“Stop!”
***
Mizuki looked up to behold the soul that dared yell orders at him. The voice was female, which meant hope at some point, but the fact that the voice yelled orders at him was enough of a mess.
It was Kushina, a formal instructor in the academy. She was donning a long red kimono with white trim and flower patterns and a yellow obi belt on her waist.
His eyes went aglow at the sight of her, while she stood with her arms locked in rage. The wind of winter did its bidding with her vibrant red hair, while her striking violet eyes glared at him.
He scuffed. She would be good a slut in his care if only it wasn’t her. She used to be an instructor in the academy before her departure, and only the winter knows why she came by while others were observing the holiday.
“Mizuki.” She sneered. “Away from him.”
She knew him from the academy. He once sat in her class, the same way Naruto, who he is currently holding to the floor sat in his class. He felt the urge to shoo her off and continue with his bidding, but why would he shoo off a lovely lady whose fair skin was far softer and warmer than that of the boy under him?
“Why?” he posed. That’s a dare, an intentional one.
“I have no time to answer your questions, Mizuki.” She snapped. “Away from him, you wag.”
Mizuki took a deep breath, and pressing hard on Naruto, he stood from his body and faced Kushina whose vibrant eyes were still on him.
He did not bother to take up his pants and mask his dick which had gone flaccid. It was massive, nine inches long, and a nice width, meaning he could reach any height in her pussy, and he would brush hard on her walls if he inserts his dick in her.
Naruto stood up and took off without dusting his clothes, drawing Mizuki’s attention. He spurned to see him, but he was off already. He wouldn’t stay to have him punish him the second time.
He chuckled, and turned, only to be startled by Kushina who had suddenly closed in on him, like a thief would come upon his victim at night.
“So fast.” He whispered, not in a haste to take off for his life.
“Yeah.” She uttered, biting her lower lip and looking down at his thigh. “Is that real?”
He narrowed his eyes and looked down to his thigh. Good lord, his dick was waiting to be awakened and used. He had merely forgotten to return it to his pants before coming forth to confront her for confronting him over his did on Naruto.
“Does it look fake?” he asked his gesture a dirty lustful one. His mind was already painting a picture of him closing in on her to lick the three whisker-like marks on both sides of her cheeks.
“It’s just too big to be real.” She reached out for his dick without seeking permission, and he watched her hold on to it, in awe. She was supposed to utter words with him and fight dirty with him if the need be, but she had suddenly turned to a dick-seeking whore who wants to touch his dick and know if it’s real, with her stupid claim of ‘it is too big to be real’.
“Soft.” She whispered, still biting her lower lip. “Fat, and good for the chilly winter, and for the classes every single day.”
He didn’t stop her from playing with his dick in the crisp of her palms. Her palms by the way were soft and warmer than his palm. She can use them in delivering a hand job and get him to spill his cum till he has nothing more to spill.
“Pardon the boy.” She added. “He came with me to pick up stuff he left here before the holiday came by.”
Mizuki smiled. He didn’t want to tell her he was caught wanking, and that was the reason why he wanted to punish the boy’s life. Well, she didn’t bother to ask him why his dick was waiting outside when it should be at its place in his pants, not outside an opened zip.
“You said my dick is good for winter?” he asked.
Both of them were horny already, but they do not seem ready to go straight to the point and address their craving for coitus, in this rough period of rest in the academy.
The classes were without students and instructors. They are graced to have the entire academy to themselves till the holiday is over, as they wish.
“Have you eaten something today?” she asked/
“You have not answered my question, Kushina.” He came cold and mean.
She smiled and tightened her grip on his dick. He didn’t move a bit to her little manipulation, because her grip did not go down with his sack. It was just his penis.
“Answer mine, first.” She demanded.
He chuckled.
“I’ve eaten nothing, and I didn’t ask for food, remember?” he responded and locked his dick, not minding to free his dick from her grip.
She smiled. Mizuki is proud even when he should submit to his craving and let her do to him what he always wished to have a lady do to his dick which had remained unused for quite some time now.
“I know, but I have something you would eat.” She touched his face with the fingers of her left hand. “Something so special”
Her fingers trailed down his chest and down to his belly.
“And what food is it you have to serve me?” he asked, his eyes dim with lust, and his face cracked in a weak smile.
“My pussy.” She whispered into his face.
Pussy!
No gift in the world is greater than the pussy of a pretty woman. He smiled and crossed his hand around her waist, his eyes still heavy with the touch of lust, and his breath a little windy on her neck.
“Serve the meal right away.” He whispered back.
She smiled and freed his dick. Maybe she was up for a game. A game that would leave him more eager than he ever anticipated in his life.
“Are you ready to explore the classes with your dick in my pussy?” she asked, slowly backing off from him.
His dick was hard and erect already, and all he needed at this moment is to do nothing but to feed it with the creamy juices of her pussy, in what he already thought would be a head-swelling thrust, after he must have made her super wet with his tongue and his fingers.
He took off his pants completely, to spare himself the grace to chase her if she desired, he gave chase in his quest for pleasure.
“Don’t be rude, Mizuki.” She cried, having sensed that he had sworn to give her a chase she might end up regretting. He swallowed and snapped his fingers.
“I’m erect.” He cried. “Can’t you see?”
She smiled and took off from the room, beckoning him to come for the slut he wants. He followed her, giving her a mild chase while she made for the class a few blocks ahead.
Mizuki knew the class she was heading to. It was the class she handled when she was an instructor in the academy. He followed her till he saw her slide into the class through the doorpost.
He chose the window. He was horny but he was careful. Pussy never comes for nothing in return. It can either be fun or trap, any of them can be the fate of a man pursuing pussy.
Kushina’s eyebrows went up in awe. He wasn’t playing the romance she wished he played with her. He was being desperate, and she too was desperate, but she was being a lady. He should be the one coming for it.
“Wait.” She said and closed in on him. “I warned you not to be rude.”
He sucked air through clenched dentures and watched her with the eyes of a predator keeping an eye on his prey. She kissed his cheek, and once again, her hands grabbed his dick.
She wasn’t so in a hurry to do some justice to his cravings, because they have the whole day to themselves, and the entire academy is left for the both of them to fuck from one class to the other without being questioned or interrupted by anyone.
She rubbed his dick with cupped palms and watched the reaction on his face. He had been wanking all the while, so, stimulating his dick the same way he does it while wanking, meant nothing to him. He wanted more.
His fingers went up on her neck, and slowly, they made for the belt on her waist. She did not protest or warn him of spoiling it if he should do it hastily.
She loosened the belt, and took it off her waist, letting her gown go loose, then, he slowly pulled it off her body, releasing her hands from his dick to accomplish the mission of bringing her nude into view.
Her skin was smooth and fair, and her breast was round, her nipples pink. His eyes went down her thigh, and lo was a pink pussy staring back at him. She is such a beauty.
He leaned in on her and gave her a gentle kiss. Had she been a rough roadside harlot, he could have bent her over and thrust his dick into her from behind, then, he would fuck her in the most mannerless way ever known to mankind, but she is not rough, and she is not a harlot.
She is a meal to be eaten with care and some love. She reciprocated, and soon, they were dabbling in the pleasurable deep kisses. They are not lovers, but the need to explore each other’s bodies and satisfy their urges without rushing themselves was paramount among them.
His left hand went around his waist, and the midfinger of his right hand trailed its way down her pussy, and, rolling around her vulva, it met her clit.
It was pointy like it desire to be in the same position with the hard dick at the other groin, pointing at it. He ran his finger around her clit, and closed in on her, such that their bodies were tight against each other.
She passed her hands around her shoulders and held his head tight while she took the kiss to another level. He seemed to have fuelled her up with his midfinger.
His midfinger made its way into her pussy, and met a wet world that was rather waiting for his thick dick, and not his midfinger which would barely fit with the size of her pussy.
He ran it around in her, took it up and down, front and back, making her wetter as he played with it. She moaned into his ears while the fingering excess took its toll.
He gripped the flesh of her neck with care. He was fond, of delivering such nice love bites that would make a woman cum without using his dick.
He went zig-zag in her pussy with his fingers, and she groaned like something was going out of her. She had grown so wet her juices were dripping, yet, he wasn’t ready to take his finger off her pussy.
She broke the kiss so she could moan in peace, but he closed in again, but this time, the kiss wasn’t long. He made it brief and made for her succulent breasts.
She held one of her breasts out for him to her a free suck, and he yielded to the offer, sucking so hard she felt a rush of fluid leave her pussy.
She was squirting already with just his mid-finger in her pussy and his lips on her nipples.

OH…FUCK!
“Now you can fuck me, Mizuki.” She cried out.
He lowered his head to her neck and sniffed her scent. She had no artificial scents on, but she had a nice smell, the scent of a woman. Sweats rose from her sweat pores. He stuck out his tongue and kissed away her sweat, then, he stood erect, his dick poking at her belly.
“Go down.” He ordered in a whispered while looking her in the eyes, and seeing the submissive traits in her. She would indeed squat to her knees if he asked her to, she is too wet to say no.
She went down on her knees and grabbed his dick, and like a bitch who had been offered a dick, he grabbed it and rubbed its cap on her lip. Mizuki liked the fact that she was not in a hurry to rush the whole coitus. She liked the way they took it gradually, exploring the parts of them they could explore in silence.
She licked his dick cap with her tongue stocked out, and gave it a mild bite to maximize the pleasure, getting Mizuki to flinch at the pleasure. She moved half his dick into her mouth, and started gently, sucking every side of his dick she felt is sensitive enough to hurl some pleasure at his head.
He winced to her performance and held his lips tight, to keep him from wailing. She was such an expert in the dick-sucking business, and he can’t deny it even if he wants to.
She went down on his sack and seized his balls in her mouth. No one had ever dared do such to him, so, he watched in anticipation as she played stunts in her mouth with his sack which were his balls, in her mouth.
It was a wonder how she did it expertly without wounding him. He groaned in utter pleasure and held his breath from leaving his nostrils in like he forced them out of his lungs.
She returned to his dick and delved into sucking every corner of it, spitting on it, and taking her spittle into her mouth with her tongue. He gripped a seat behind him and held tight to it, while he watched her suck his dick with so much care.
She gently slides back to his dick cap. It had grown red with the constant care of her tongue and lips on it in the past thirty minutes.
She gripped it with her lips and bit it the same way she did early, making him wish he could have more of her bites on his dick cap, even in a more violent manner, but she didn’t go on with the bite. It was meant to be a spice in the good work she was doing to his dick.
She held her dick with two hands and delved into sucking hard on it, intending to get him into cumming the same way he managed to make him squirt with just his finger and his lips, but he wasn’t a bit close to his climax.
Her mouth ached. A face fuck wouldn’t get him to cum in her mouth. She licked up his dick and looked up to him like a slave would do to her master who had assigned her to stoop before him and suck his dick.
“It's time to go into the real business.” She whispered.
He looked down at her, and a smile etched on his face, breaking his cheeks into curved lines. He had been enjoying the warmth of her mouth, the grip of her lips, and the movement of her tongue on his dick, and now, she wants him to delve into the highest level of fun; the pleasure of her warm wet pussy.
he held his dick, and with the raised brows, he ordered her to lie belly first on the table. She obeyed, lying on the table with her chest, and standing with her feet, in such a manner that her ass popped out for his touch in the most seductive manner she could ever think of.
He leaned in and sandwiches her ass with his dick, spanking her ass cheeks with his left hand which was free and yet useful at the moment. She winced in response to the spanking, encouraging him to continue with the game of spanking to boost arousal.
Mizuki understands the body of a woman even better than most women do. They enjoy sex when it comes with both pleasure and pain and if only one can apply both, one would have himself logged in the memories of such a woman.
He lowered his dick to her vagina and brushed her vulva with the cap of his dick. It caught her clit, and she wished he wouldn’t let go so easily, but he did let go of the brushing session, and like a snake, his dick found its way into her pussy.
“Fuck.” She whispered, clenching her teeth to keep herself from crying out when he glided into business. Her pussy was super wet, and every part of her body has become super sensitive, even to the last breath that met her back from his nostrils.
He started gently, not minding to go deep like most men would do when they surge their way into a woman. He wanted to feel her for a while before tossing himself into the game of bed dominance.
His right hand gripped her waist to keep her at bay as she wriggled to each gentle trust, and his left hand spanked her again. She let out a since and moaned as he deepened his thrust.
She had so far been with men who are good in bed, but none of them had cared to treat her pussy with care like Mizuki, who though he had deepened the thrust, was still going gentle with her.
Her lips parted and gentle moans emerged from her mouth, rhythmically spicing up the calm coitus and feeling his ears with words he struggled to hear. Words that came with pleasure, the words of a whore whose pussy is being done some justice by a man who knows better.
He jacked her ass and went deeper, stunning her with how quickly he did the trick, and as though that wasn’t enough, he gripped her waist tight and this emerged the monster in him.
He had been gentling all the while, but going gentle at first doesn’t mean he can't go barbaric with his dick. His waist moved swiftly, and his dick rammed hard and deep into her.
Having been super wet, her pussy enhanced the movement of his dick, sparing it the grace to meet her cervix. He was long by the way, and she was merely deep enough to contain his full lent, not deep enough to keep him from hitting spots he wished to hit.
Her mouth went wide as her moaning came without control. She had been holding to it at first, but this time, she had been made to lose her grip and succumb to the dominance and victory of his dick.
He lowered his face to her back while he rammed harder and harder, and knowing she wouldn’t respond to pain at this moment if he injured her, her gripped her skin with his teeth.
He could have preferred they do bdsm so he would do as much justice to her body as he wished, but it’s a mere classroom fuck, and their no tools for torture sex except his teeth and his hand.
She winced at the pain of his teeth gripping her skin, but she did not turn to stop him because her nerves had been weakened by the pleasure of his dick which had taken a toll on her, but her lips found her voice.
“Mizuki.” She cried. “It’s painful.”
He didn’t heed her cry. She would shun him for biting her skin when she must have been done with being mailed to the desk with his dick moving in and out of her pussy, so, he felt he should do as much justice to her skin as he desired before the whole thing is over.
Her hands could not rise to make her words firm. They were down in pleasure.
He gripped her skin tighter with his teeth, such that it became a wound with blood spilling out, and to keep her from reacting to the pain of the violent love bite, he rammed harder into her, making her moan instead of calling on him to stop.
His dick warned him of hitting his climax earlier than he should, and to prevent such, he stopped abruptly and ventured into going easy with her once more, freeing her skin of the grip of his teeth.
“Don’t stop yet, Mizuki.” She cried. She had been dragged into the realm of super pleasure, and now, he is suddenly going slow with the business.
He spanked her ass and thrust deep into her. She winced and moaned, and he repeated the same process, hitting at the ends of her pussy. She wriggled, her ass twerking on him as he endeavoured to hit the part of her that would make her cum.
She liked the fact that he knew what to do when he couldn’t go as fast as he should, but she wanted him to add speed to his move and make it memorable for her.
“Faster, Mizuki.” She cried once again.
Mizuki grabbed her red hair and pulled hard on it to cause her pain and make her shut up, but pain at this point seemed to be pleasurable. She didn’t weep over it, rather, she gripped her lower lip with her teeth and shut her eyes, her body absorbing both the pain and the pleasure that came with it.
He increased his speed, not minding what would happen if he cums without satisfying her, and to his shock, she lost control of her body as a warm squirt left her pussy and she shook against the table like she was convulsing.
Knowing she would be too weak to accept his dick after orgasm, he held tight to her and rammed harder and faster till his cum busted from his dick and filled her pussy.
They didn’t Cumming in her pussy, but he just did it, not intentionally, but out of a strong pleasure he couldn’t take. He groaned against her back as she moaned, and soon, everywhere went silent.
He pulled out of her and some of his cum followed his dick out of her body. He would go a second round if she doesn’t mind, but not until he is done resting for the good work he did.
Made to the desk at the window side and sat on it, rubbing cum and pussy juice off his dick, and watching her ass while she lay still on the desk, breathing gently.
They had both satisfied each other, and the next thing in line was either a second round or a pile of compliments and dismissal.
“Did you cum inside me?” she asked, not minding to turn to him and speak with her eyes on his face.
“I didn't mean to.” Came his response.
She seemed a sigh and turned to him, startling him with the smile on her face. He had thought earlier that she would get mad at him for Cumming in her pussy, when he knew he should pull out and spill his cum on her ass.
“Did you give me everything?” she asked.
“I poured in everything.” He replied.
“Do you have something left in your dick?” she asked.
“Maybe a little semen waiting behind in my tracks.” He replied.
She smiled and rose to her feet, then, like a dick-sucking new wife, she walked down to him, grabbed his dick, and slipped it into her mouth.