Stealing Spree

Chapter 2161: Taken care of *



Soon after returning to her previous position, Ryouko-san resumed her enticing endeavor, fully immersing herself in the moment.

With a playful glint in her eyes that seemed to say 'Keep on watching me.', she pressed her hands against both sides of her chest, squeezing me tightly.

The sensation was electric, spreading throughout my body. Before I could fully register it, Ryouko-san captured the part that was standing at attention, enveloping it completely within her warm, inviting mouth.

A shiver coursed through me as she began to nibble lightly, her tongue swirling around with a tantalizing mix of teasing and tenderness. At the same time, her hands expertly stroked my length, creating a rhythm that was both exhilarating and overwhelming.

"Hmmn...!"

I inhaled deeply but it ended up sounding like I was subduing my voice. Ryouko-san raised her brows as she amusedly savored my flustered look.

Like this, the contrast between her soft, smooth skin and the warmth of her body heightened every sensation, further igniting the desire swirling within my already sensitive erection.

It was a different kind of pleasure, one that made me dance on the edge of bliss. It's less suffocating than what could be the warm embrace of her depths but equally intoxicating. The visual allure of Ryouko-san's focused expression combined with her exquisite movements pushed me closer and closer to the brink.

As the pleasure continuously built up, all I could do was hold onto Ryouko-san's head, my fingers threading through her silky hair, offering gentle encouragement as I whispered praises to her.

"Ughh... Ryouko-san, I love what you're doing," I thoughtfully murmured, my voice barely above a whisper yet thick with emotion conveying my desire.

Her response was a soft, appreciative hum that vibrated through me through her warm breath, sending ripples of pleasure coursing along my spine.

With Ryouko-san's mouth clasping tightly around the sensitive head, the frenulum was stimulated in a way that sent waves of ecstasy as it scraped along the walls of her mouth. Each movement and each subtle shift intensified it, creating a delicious tension that felt like an exquisite battle between pleasure and restraint.

I could feel the vibrations resonate through me, layering the experience with an intoxicating depth of pleasure, overwhelming both of us.

Slowly, my hands pushed down on her head, supporting her endeavor.

When Ryouko-san sensed that I was teetering close to the edge, she would pause her movements momentarily, pulling away just enough to look up at me and send a triumphant smile.

Her eyes sparkled with naughty mischief, taking in my erotic expression with delight, embedding it in her memory.

Somehow, it felt as though she was playfully retaliating for what I had done to her just a few moments ago, and the thought heightened my anticipation.

After a brief moment of suspense, she would then resume her movements with the same intensity, honing in on my most sensitive spots. Her tongue flicked with skilled precision, sending electric jolts through my body. I could feel every nerve ending coming alive as I jolted and quivered under her skillful handling.

And despite the constant convulsions of my lower body, Ryouko-san's gaze remained fixed on me, her eyes glimmering with satisfaction as she reveled in my attempts to stifle my moans.

Each time I struggled to remain quiet, her smile widened, feeding off my desperation. As the moments stretched on, Ryouko-san maintained her rhythmic movements, each stroke and suck building upon the last like layering the pleasure on me. Her pace switched instinctively, sometimes slowing down, teasing me mercilessly, prolonging the sweet torment as if she were trying to gauge my limits. Other times, she quickened the tempo, bringing me closer to the edge, just a breath away from release.

The combination of her supple chest that perfectly molded my shape, her warm mouth, and her agile tongue created a symphony of irresistible sensations that left me utterly at her mercy, drowning in a sea of bliss.

A few minutes later, I finally reached my limit. The tension coiled within me like a tightly wound spring making my lower body threateningly close to thrust upwards.

Even as I warned her, Ryouko-san only affectionately winked and never ceased her movements.

And when she sensed the uncontrollable shivering of my erection as it neared its eruption, Ryouko-san held the base tightly before pushing her head further down, taking me in deeper and closer to its entirety.

I could feel her throat scraping against the tip before the walls of her mouth wrapped around my length. Following that, her lips clasped tightly around me as she seemingly started waiting for it to erupt.

"I'm cumming, Ryouko-san!" I gasped, my voice strained with pleasure.

With no avenues left for retreat, a low grunt of ecstasy escaped my lips.

Lodged deep within Ryouko-san's mouth, I felt my cock twitch a few times, unleashing everything I had to give.

Ryouko-san was only momentarily surprised before her lips tightened further. Even as her cheeks bloated with the effort, she received everything and sucked eagerly, drawing out until

the last drop.

As this was happening I couldn't tear my gaze away from her, capturing this intense moment in my memory. When her tongue started moving again to clean and tease me more, I caressed her head and hair - the only thing I could do at this moment.

Seconds later, Ryouko-san lifted her, releasing my glistening cock from her warm mouth with a soft pop. Following that, an audible gulp echoed in the air as she ensured not a single drop spilled from the corner of her lips.

Noticing a frown forming on her face, perhaps due to how deeply I had reached this time, I quickly grabbed the can of iced tea from the table, popped it open, and brought it close to her

mouth.

Ryouko-san smilingly accepted it without hesitation, gulping down a mouthful that seemed to clear the remnants of what she just sucked out of me.

"... That was timely," She remarked while giggling as she set the can back on the table.

"Indeed... It was thick... You need to wash it down or it might block your airway." I replied

with a hint of concern.

However, Ryouko-san simply smiled as her affectionate gaze focused on me again.

"I never tasted anyone else's and yours would be my first and last, Ruki... I find it delicious..."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Upon saying that, Ryouko-san let her tongue run across the entirety of my length again before giving it another suck but luckily, she popped it out before it fully hardened again.

It wouldn't really be a problem if it got reinvigorated but... we're running out of time, no? I also promised to help her with her lesson and pamper her.

"Ryouko-san, I won't be able to hold back if you keep saying things like that," I replied with a teasing smile as I bent down to pull her back onto my lap, coiling my arms around her.

"I'm aware, Ruki... It's also my way to prepare myself for it. Soon, I want to feel you inside

me."

"Me too, Ryouko-san. Can you feel it? Just the mention of it was already making me this excited."

"Un. I can feel it. It's so obvious from your expression, Ruki. Also, here too..." Ryouko-san nodded as her lips dropped for another round of kisses, followed by her hand dropping back

down to my cock.

Just as we both believed that that intimate yet peaceful moment could continue further, a sudden knock echoed through the room. Following that, the familiar voice of Orimura-sensei

broke the silence.

"Ryouko. Are you inside? I'm coming in."

A slight panic surged through me as Ryouko-san and I exchanged glances. Her expression changed into sudden alertness. But moments later, she seemed to realize that there was no

need for us to panic.

Why?

Because the door was properly locked this time.

"Huh? Why is this locked?"

And sure enough, the sound of the doorknob rattling rang before Orimura-sensei's voice

echoed once again.

At this point, Ryouko-san and I exchanged meaningful smiles as we took our time to fix

ourselves.

Of course, it's probably hard to hide the current state of our faces or the smell lingering in the room but we're not worried.

Even if Orimura-sensei figured out what happened, she's not going to call us out over this. Or maybe she would but not as madly as before.

Soon after fixing what needed to be fixed, I told Ryouko-san to leave the door to me as she prepared the lesson on her table.

Upon opening the door, I put on my amiable smile, welcoming the woman whose face instantly frowned upon seeing me.

"You brat... You're here?" She incredulously asked, her eyes brimming with suspicion.