Lesson 4

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Kisuke pulled his eyes from her, not visibly acknowledging her anger and began the class, calling Nana Oishi up to take the roll.

She was so cute especially when turned on and displaying such a pout on her face. He smiled to himself thinking of how he would have her several times before lunch and take that frustrated lust-hungered look from her eyes. The fleeting thoughts of how the semester was coming to an end, and perhaps his relationship as well, danced through his thoughts but his pleasant look didn't betray him.

She was in a foul mood the instant she stepped off the train. Any slight touch and her body was on fire, nipple hard and aching. She was practically ready to cum by the time they stepped out of the subway station. She felt so dirty, so bad. He had brought this side of her out. Yoruichi was heated and her temper was short, but she took extra care not to take it out on her classmates knowing exactly who was to blame for this and she would make him pay somehow for turning her on so easily and completely and not finishing. She sat up in her desk squeezing her legs tight. The warmth in her panties spreading again as she watched him smiling and answering a question.

He was so handsome, tall and lean. No matter what he did to his hair he always ahd a stay piece that fell right between his eyes. He had strong angular jaw, but his eyes . thse gray sexy smoldering eyes always showed his carefree, relaxed and charming side. Yoruichi squirmed in her seat. the throbbing betweenher legs becoming more intense.

"Was there somethign you wnated to add Shihouin-san?" He asked stopping his lecture.

"Hmm oh no I apolgize sensei." She said sweetly sitting still. ASS! Damn him! She knew he was laughing at her, knowing full well why she was so restless.

His white button up shirt silhouetting was his broad, probably bare chest. She thought almost immediately sinking back into her dreamy thought of her homeroom teacher. In all their escapades she had never seen him naked. They were always in some rushed or cramped situation. She found her self longing, yearning to see that man completely unclothed, and stroking and caressing the length or his body until he begged her to make love to him.. She was trying to imagine it now, as he walked around his desk excitedly explaining some scientific theory or what not. That smile, that wickd sexy smile that made her melt fro the frist day in his class; and those lips, so sensual and full.

She flashed to their first time, just like their fifth and seventh and so many more when that very mouth closed on her aching wet swollen pussy. She was melting just thinking about it and she squeezed her legs together tighter. Her engorged clit tingling and longing for release.

Yoruichi was hoping looks could kill, wanting Urahara to fall dead from a heart attack. Well not really, she thought, but at least get a really bad headache.

Her initial shock and anger of being blackmailed hardly lasted past the first kiss. That scared her, how easily she fell into this new pattern. Was it something she had secretly wanted? To be taken by him?

She was always the focus of drooling boys. She didn't mind that, she was used to it, ever since grade school. Though they boasted and bragged, none of them were bold enough to approach her. But he was bold and conniving... and even still so goofy, charming and sexy.

Another jolt of delight flitted thru her. She tried to shake it off, then a flash of those gray eyes staring down at her thru that wild blonde mop he called hair brought it all back. She clinched her jaw trying not to smile.

Could her friends tell? Could they see it? The difference... She was a good girl or she had been until...That day he made her a woman, panting and moaning legs spread eagle on his desk. Her body shuddered thinking back, again. But it wasn't uncomfortable and that scared her. She kept telling herself that she hated him. She hated herself because she loved it. But that wasn't true, it never had been and that scared her too.

She excused herself to the nurses office when she knew Urahara would normally send her on some errand then "attack" her. Not this time. She'd make him pay for leaving her unfinished. He'd be the one to wait.

During the second hour she felt him watching her. Before he could have her leave the room for anything, she excused herself again saying she needed to speak to Principle Kyouraku about the cultural festival. She knew Urahara wouldn't dare try anything then.

Any little thing to disrupt his daily routine of libidinous conquest made her smile and feel a bit better. Though she was filled with anxious desire, the cross look on his face made it all the better.

She smiled as the bell rang and she saw the frustration flash across his face. They had English class with Ukitake-sensei next then she would go off campus with her friends for lunch. The afternoon was filled with other classes and Urahara would have to make his rounds to teach science, then she finished off that afternoon with swim class. He'd be hard pressed to get to her for the rest of the day. She chuckled mischievously.

"Humph, that'll teach him." she cocked her eyebrow smugly as Urahara packed up his things to leave class and go teach in another. He must have realized what Yoruichi had been doing because his face was almost covered by agonized and bottled up lust, she could even see him thinking. Her impish smile widened as she looked back down into her book.

Kisuke glanced at Yoruichi. He was getting annoyed, and had been sitting at his desk the whole morning not able to keep his horny throbbing erection under control, now his messenger bag was positioned below his belt.

She had been avoiding him. She'd never done this before. What was going on? He had to talk to her as soon as possible. He hated bringing "that" up but he would if it would keep her in line.

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Yoruichi had succeed in eluding Urahara all day. Now he was sitting in the stands by the pool, eyes narrowed and searing into her. She recognized the look. It made her tingle. Her smug smile, that she had been wearing since English class, widened as she dove in the pool joining the other girls in doing laps.

The cool water of the pool had helped to ease the heat that had her on edge most of the day. Each time her head came up with each stroke to take a breath she saw his eyes on her. To others he seemed he was taking notes for the swim meet that was coming up but she had learned a lot about him in their 6 month relationship to know that he was not.

She surfaced again as she hit the wall taking a deep breath and looking back at the bleachers seeing them empty.

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Yoruichi toweled herself off absently, she would get away today with out an encounter with Urahara and she wasn't so happy about it. The voices of the other girls on the swim team faded into the background of her thoughts. That smile. His gray eyes staring down at her. Her stomach fluttered, the apex of her legs flooding with warmth, she hated that . She chastised herself while a streak of pleasure raced up her spine.

"Yoruichi, are you even listening to me?"

"Hmm."

"Did you take notes in class? I need to borrow them."

Yoruichi turned to see Lisa, Hiyori and Isane staring at her, the rest of the girls from her swim team already dressed and heading out of the locker room.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"Home."

"You've been sitting there for the last 15 minutes staring into space. I'd given up on you." Hiyori said throwing her bag over her shoulder and heading to the door. "Lata."

"Oh, shit."

"Oh, Shihouin-sama, that's no way for a lady to talk." Lisa said teasingly. "You've been hanging around me to long, I'm glad I'm rubbing off on you."

"Oh, be quiet." Yoruichi giggled while standing and drying herself off quickly.

"Well, can you email me those notes tonight, I gotta get to work."

"Alright." Yoruichi said absently, opening her locker and pulling out her watch. "Shit." It was so late. She didn't want to keep Soi Fon waiting otherwise the questions would start and she hated lying to her.

"I thought they'd never leave."

Yoruichi turned with a start pulling her towel to her chest. Her breath caught seeing Urahara stepping from a utility closet.

"You... You've been in here the whole time. You pervert watching all those girls change." Heated anger flooded her face thinking of what he had seen.

"I wasn't watching anyone but you sitting there staring into space..." His walk was confident and deliberate as he approached her. "Thinking of me perhaps." He brushed her damp, long and silky hair from her face.

Yoruichi backed up from him, delighted and a bit taken aback by his fiery, intense and lustful gaze. The clang of the steel doors of the lockers against her back startled her while also letting her know she was quite trapped.. Her clit prickled with anticipated excitement and she squeezed her legs together in an effort to silence the raging bundle of nerves.

"Urahara-san I have to-"

His lips were in her mouth before she could finish her sentence, she sighed inwardly as her mouth instantly yielded to his as her tongue met his and slid easily through her parted lips. Her body became thrilled to the touch of his large hands on her shoulders as he pulled her tightly to his firm heaving chest, and held her tight. His kisses lush, languid deep and probing. Her arms raised absently wrapping around his neck pulling him in deeper. Her tongue massaging his as small sweet moans escaped during the moments they took breaths.

"I told you.." he whispered pulling away from her lips and trailing light sensual kisses across her cheeks to her neck. "Call me Kisuke when we're alone."

Her eyes closed, short ragged breaths coming from her as he kissed her sinking into the intoxicating warmth he was creating in her. Where was that famous Shihouin self-control... Ah, she was never really good at that anyway.

"Ura- Kisuke really." She pulled back from him looking up demurely, satisfying ripples of warmth flowing through her. "I have to go .. or I'll be late and Soi Fon will ask questions... She's been very suspicious lately and if she ..."

His mouth captured her lips again briefly.

"I understand... Then we'll have to be quick." He wasn't letting her out of there without being inside her, since he had to wait all day.

Yoruichi sighed blissfully into his kiss, But he just didn't understand, if Soi Fon found out she'd kill him for sure.

Kisuke opened Yoruichi's locker, swinging the door open so that he could see himself in the full length mirror on the inside of the door. He stepped back from her and sat on the still damp bench that Yoruichi had been sitting on, making sure he could see himself clearly in the mirror from that position .

He was just wearing his white button up shirt and had discarded the tie he had been wearing earlier, his black slacks showed the significant bulge of his erect member. His eyes raked her body taking the slender lithe curve of her berry brown frame. Her damp long amethyst hair cascading down her back like water. The ) blue swim uniform barely able to contain her plump swelling breast and clung erotically to her engorged nether lips.

He was brimming with animal lust looking at the sensual young student whose body was begging to be fucked. He unzipped his pants slowly, letting the now familiar tumescent beast spring free.

Yoruichi was still in awe of it, her eyes widened showing her immediate need for it and she tried not to stare by looking down at the floor. She began taking the straps of her school swimsuit down over her shoulders.

"No, leave it on." Kisuke hissed breathlessly staring at her. He reached his arms out to her ."Come here." His voice was a gentle growl that sent a lightness thru Yoruichi's belly, her juices gushing between her legs. She swallowed, stepping towards him. Yoruichi began to kneel down in front of him to service him.

"No, though that's a wonderful idea but not this time." He said taking the small of her waist and turning her around so her back was to him. Yoruichi caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and closed her eyes turning her head.

Kisuke checked his watched as he stroked and kneaded her round firm bottom that was barely contained in the clinging wet swimsuit.

Damn it, I didn't want to rush this. He said to himself. He let his hands slip under the swim suit taking a handful of Yoruichi's firm cheeks and began squeezing them. He could feel her melting to his touch, arching her back just so and circleing her hips in fine subtle motions.

She tried to gather her composure stiffening up against him just moments later. He smiled.

Then he pulled the swimsuit up between her ass-cheeks Yoruichi's squealed at the shock of the invading fabric. He stared at the fullness of her ass, the luscious brown of her skin. Taking the time to lick and kiss each cheek before moving his hands to the curve of her waist and pulling her down to sit on his lap. He maneuvered his cock in front of him so that when Yoruichi sat down she saw it bobbing, erect between her legs.

"Stroke it." Kisuke's' hot breath in her ear hissed as his left hand snaked around her waist holding her close to him, but not before draping her left leg over his left, then with his right hand he pulled her right leg over his pulling her legs wide open. His head on her shoulder looking at the two of them in the mirror.

Yoruichi took his thick swollen member in her hand, making sure to avoid her reflection in the mirror.

She was familiar with it now, his beautiful thick long cock. Holding it firmly, gently and rubbing her thumb over the spongy red-hot tip while smearing pre-cum over the head before gently stroking the length of him. Kisuke groaned in delight in her ear, his arm around her waist squeezing her into him a bit more as his other hand wriggled under her arm and under the swim suit palming a breast. Goose bumps raised on her skin.

Smiling, he kissed her brown shoulders. He fondled and mauled her breast, his hot lips nibbling and nipping at the sensitive flesh of her neck while his left hand slid down her flat belly slowly, his fingers curling under the crotch of her swimsuit feeling the flooding of warmth greet it. Kisuke rolled his hips into his young students, feeling her shudder in his lap.

He loved her so much. And if this was the only way he could have her right now then so be it.

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To be continued