Sakura woke up feeling strangely at peace. The conflict between her genitals and heart vs her mind had ended decisively with the latter’s victory, after a bizarre eating contest and bath.
Oh good lord the bath. Her plan for a decisive victory had gone pear shaped and ended with her defeat. Yes, Sakura had lost. But she wasn’t bitter about it. There was no anger or frustration at her defeat. Just a pleasant warmth that came from waking up after a good night of some sex.
That was another thing her ex-fiance hadn’t ever done. The sex had not been good, or often. He was too focused on weird magic to do much and their dates (when they hadn’t been ruined by peeping toms) tended to end with her uncle jumping in between anything could happen.
Actually, where was Cher- No. Sakura forced that thought from her mind. That was the worst possible question to ask because inevitably the answer would be “right behind you”
So Sakura looked around her room. She was alone in her bedroom, which was odd. She recalled that the last time she had slept with her student she had woken up to an empty room. At least this time there wasn’t a demon pinned to her wall.
But there was the faint scent of breakfast being made. Sakura sniffed the air, it was some kind of western breakfast. Waffles or pancakes. This made Sakura’s stomach growl, despite the massive amount of food she had consumed last night. She looked down at her body. Of course she was naked. So Sakura walked over to her closet and pulled out a bathrobe. She tied it at the waist, the pink fluffy robe barely covering her breasts and showing most of her cleavage. She honestly didn’t give a damn. He'd seen it all last night. Touched it all too. And, if there was a God in heaven, he'd do it again.
As she headed down to the kitchen she saw Ryuunosuke dozing atop of her Ataru in the guest room. They looked rather sweet together. Maybe she should wake them up for some breakfast? The smell drifted through her nose again. Ah, maybe in a bit. First she’d check up on her precious student first.
It didn't take long to find him. For one thing, the house was not that large. For another, her nose led the way.
“Good morning Sensei!” Ataru Number 4 said, waving to her from the kitchen. He had an apron on, and a pair of shorts, but no shirt. Sakura felt a shiver go down her spine at those words. The way he said that word was magical and exciting. It made their relationship seem that much more... forbidden.
“That smells lovely.” Sakura said, approaching him from behind and getting ready to give him a good morning hug.
When Sakura’s mind decided it wanted to be an asshole and started screaming at her.
What are you doing!? This is exactly the sort of thing this stupid teenager wannabe playboy wants!? Has been scheming over since around 10 minutes after you met him!? There are all sorts of ethical issues here to boot
Her heart then jumped in offering a counterpoint. Who cares about all that? He’s cute, surprisingly capable, and very sweet! He’s the perfect man for us!
And then her genitals added Need dick need dick need dick Actually it had been saying that since last need. It was still quite convincing.
Sakura decided to follow her heart right now, and finished her planned hug. Draping her arms over his shoulder and pulling herself against his back. “Good morning Ataru.” Sakura said, and then ignored her brain’s screeching to kiss him on the cheek.
“Morning Sensei.” Ataru said, flipping the pancakes on the griddle. “I figured you’d want something hearty after all the exercise we did last night.”
Ah yes, that laborious exercise called Intense Sex Until Three in The Morning. Sakura took a deep breath. She could smell not only the breakfast but whatever cologne Ataru used. It was spicy. She kissed his ear next, and she heard him ground.
“Sensei!” He said, “I’m trying to cook!” But his voice didn’t sound particularly bothered, and that he adjusted his head to let her get into a better position to drop down and kiss the back of his neck hinted at him wanting more.
Back up now. Her brain was shouting at her He’s literally a piece of Ataru shoved into a mold to be appealing to you as possible so he can turn you into his own personal sex toy!
That sounds great! Her genitals replied.
“Hmm how long until breakfast is down?” Sakura said, her hands reaching under the apron to run across his chest. It was impressive how firm and muscular he was.
“Ahh, about five more minutes.” Ataru said, gasping for breath.
Sakura peered over her student’s shoulder. Waffles were being made, as well as eggs, bacon, and sausage.
I want sausage. her genitals said. I want it now.
We should show him how grateful we are for taking care of us like this! her heart added.
Please don’t give Ataru a blowjob. Please. Her brain pleaded.
Sakura again ignored her intelligence, it had been betraying her recently. So keeping her hands on her student she slid down onto her knees, crawling around Ataru to get a grip on his shorts. Sliding under his apron she pulled down the zipper with her teeth.
It sprung out right in front of her face. Ataru’s dick, perfectly sized and shaped. Sakura licked her lips and opened wide.
“Sensei!” Ataru shouted, nearly dropping his whisk.
Don't don't don't don't her mind begged, You know he’s going to just warp you into some sex toy!
Sakura ignored that part of her, swallowing her student’s dick all the way to the base. It tasted better than almost any meal. She groaned, pushing it down her throat, running her tongue along the edges, before pumping her lips over it.
“Sensei… oh god!” Ataru groaned, pushing aside his cooking utensils to grip at Sakura from under his apron, guiding her head to maximize his pleasure.
Sakura’s knees shook, bracing up against Ataru. His cock pushing deep into her throat, it tasted incredible. Faster and faster it went, until her vision flashed and she felt a familiar by now wave of pleasure.
“Sensei!” Ataru groaned, then releasing his sperm down her throat, giving her a lovely appitizer.
He’s got you cumming just from sucking his dick. You need to pull away now. Her mind was telling her.
He’s soooo good at this. I love him sooooo much… Her heart countered that rational argument.
Sakura felt a pang of frustration at this part of herself screaming at her. She wanted it to just shut up! If she was going to have to turn her brain off to be with Ataru then she’d stop thinking right now!
Fine. Her mind threw out. Don’t come crawling back to me when you realize you’re just one of Ataru’s bimbo cock-sluts And the dissenting emotion in the back of her mind vanished. There was the sound of a door slamming in her mind, then screeching tires. Then blessed silence.
“That was incredible sensei... “ Ataru said.
“Thank you…” Sakura said, kissing his still hard shaft.
“I think we can have a little more fun before I finish up breakfast, so stand up and brace yourself against the counter.
Sakura saw no reason not to obey him, her heart was crying out to listen to her beloved student. So she pulled away from his dick and stood up. Before turning around she kissed him on the lips briefly before leaning up against the counter. Anybody walking in the kitchen would see her almost exposed to the world.
Then Ataru undid the ties of her bathrobe and she was exposed to the world. It loosely hung from her shoulders but her breasts and crotch were freely visible.
"Need dick," Sakura said.
“You’ll get dick Sensei.” Ataru said, his hands skating around to grab her tits, “Goodness they’re quite big. Sakura felt his dick press up behind her, “Spread your legs out a bit Sensei. I’m going to be teaching you a lesson now.”
"I-Is it going to be 'how to be a dumb sex toy?" Sakura asked. Her genitals were saying that sounded kind of hot right now.
"Nah," Ataru said. "You're way hotter because you're smart, confident and beautiful.”
That’s wonderful! her heart added.
“And that makes that you’ll be debasing yourself for my cock all the better!” Atarus and, then pushed inside Sakura, who came within two seconds.
“Ah!” Sakura groaned, gripping her counter tightly to stay standing as her new beloved filled her. “W-what’s the lesson then…!?”
“How to be available for your student whenever he has needs Sensei.” Ataru said, moving one hand up to her mouth. Sakura obliged and began sucking on a single finger as he cupped her chin in his hand. “It’s a lot of stress learning how to deal with ghosts and spirits you know. “
That made sense. He hadn’t been raised from birth to doing this sort of thing. He just picked it up as he made himself perfect for her heart and body.
“So, I’m thinking that when you go out in your hakama make sure to not wear any underwear. That way if I need a quick fuck you can just pull down your bottoms and we can get it done with little fuss.” His hands moved down to grip at her hips, one hand lightly swatting her ass, perfectly timing the swat with a particularly hard thrust inside her which got Sakura to cum again. Ah, at this point he could probably make her cum by flicking her little toe.
“Y-yes that makes sense…” At least it did to somebody who had actively turned off her brain.
“And I think you should reward me for learning things with blowjobs, or titjobs. Little things to get me off. Positive reinforcement is important, Sensei!”
The thought of sucking that cock more made Sakura cum again “Yes! I’ll gladly do that! You’ll get lots of rewards Ataarruu…”
“Nnn.. morning what’s that smell?” A tenor voice said, and Sakura notice the world beyond her genitals. It was Ryuunosuke, wearing nothing but a pair of panties. She was rubbing her eyes and had walked into the dining room. Which was separated from the kitchen by the counter Sakura was being fucked up against.
“Hi Ryu!” Ataru said, “Six still asleep?
Ryuunosuke’s eyes widened a little at the sight of the lovely Sakura leaning against the counter. Her pink robe wide open, and her body exposed to the world while she was being fucked with a steady and intense rhythm. After what went on the prior night it didn’t shock her that much though. “Err, doin’ some fun before breakfast?”
“Yup! Once I’m finished with Sensei I’ll get back to it. Just need to slap the batter down.”
"That's what he said," Ryuunosuke replied, and laughed at her own joke.
“Hmm, hey Sensei, we’ve got another lesson.” Ataru said, slapping her ass again. “You need to learn how to get along with the other girlfriends. We’re all still Ataru after all, and we might end up having to mix and match sometimes!
“Rea-Really?” Sakura moaned.
“Yup. So Ryu, why don’t you come over here and give Sakura a big kiss. I’m sure Five will love hearing about you smooching Sensei.”
“Yes! Please come over here!” Sakura pleaded.
The thought of pleasing her own Ataru was enough to let Ryuunosuke walk over, leaning over the countertop. Ataru grabbed Sakura’s head and pushed her towards Ryuunosuke. The two sex toys women immediately began frenching. Their tongues pushing past each other to make out for the pleasure of the men who had claimed their hearts and bodies.
The sight was enough for Ataru, who with one more loud cry, grabbed his woman’s tits and ass and squeezed hard while cumming inside her desperate cunt. Sakura screamed into Ryuunosuke’s throat, and lost her strength. She collapsed, falling flat against the countertop.
“Well that was a great lesson Sensei, I hope you learned a lot about your new place!” Ataru said cheerfully, pulling out of her. Cum dripping onto Sakura’s kitchen floor. “Well, now to finish breakfast. Ryu, wake up Six and tell him breakfast is coming.”
“S-sure thing.” Ryuunosuke said, and stepped back out of the room.
As Ataru poured batter into the waffle maker, he heard Ryuunosuke shout wordlessly and very obviously orgasm. Ah, it seems that Six wanted a bit of an appetizer before breakfast as well.
Thu Jul 30 02:34:29 2020