I am a Teacher.
I know I shouldn't be having feelings as this.
Somehow, She seemed so get to me anyway.
She gives me a look I cannot resist, I try to restrain.
I can't, as an Teacher I should have self control.
But I don't.
Kokonoe…
I can feel her yank down my zipper eager to see inside, but I don't try to stop her.
I feel horrible, but can't help the feeling of pervasion that over came me.
She's not a normal nine year old.
Maybe, I'm taking advantage of her knowledge of Erotica.
I didn't care.
Somehow without words, she lets me know that she's mine and wants to be mine.
She was mine, though I was too embarrassed to admit it.
I blushed at her hand steering close to my hidden manhood.
It twitched in her hands, and I swallowed hard and stopped for going any farther.
"K-kokonoe! Iie! You should stop.", I could hear my voice brake hoarsely, but I had to stop her now. I pulled myself back but she held on.
She smiled and tugged against my member, then rubbed it against her cheek making my embarrassment higher, "But, Sensei… Your so hard, it would be a shame to leave you like this…", her smirk became unnoticeable as her hand pulled me closer to her.
I don't even remember how this happened.
I should know that she's a child, but I want to continue.
"Kokonoe s-stop!", I told her.
Ignoring me her finger squeezed me tighter, "Ah! K-kokonoe!"
She giggled, "I love it when sensei's voice is like that."
Using her hand she jerk me off softly, my eyes widened, "Kokon--"
My eyes blurred and all I could see was her face.
I felt my ankles give out and I fell to the floor.
Her laughter filled my ears, and I saw her lick her fingers, "Kuro-chan was right. Virgins have sweet milk…"
I should have more sense.
But, she make it better to know nonsense.
My Erotica.
My Kokonoe.