Connie's Master

by OwTheEdge

Connie has a crush on her Karate instructor, Marco Diaz. Despite the clear "differences" between them, she boldly attempts to make her feelings known. Then she ends up with more than she bargained for. Not like she didn't expect it anyways.

"Man, these red lights are sooo slow! Can't they turn green already?" Connie bounced impatiently in her passenger's seat.

Priyanka, her mother, rolled her eyes. "Geez Connie, relax. The dojo's just right around the corner and you're thirty minutes early. You're nowhere near getting late."

Unbeknownst to her mother, being late for her Karate class was the least of her concerns. Besides, Connie never worried about being late because her attendance had been perfect across the board her entire life.

Connie had a desire that went beyond her usual ambitions of higher education and physical competition. It was something a little more personal. More… hormonal.

As soon as Priyanka pulled into the parking lot and stopped her car in front of the dojo, Connie practically launched herself out of her seat, not even bothering to close the door behind her.

"Hey, I'll pick you up after your private lesson, okay Connie!" Priyanka yelled after her as loudly and as quickly as she could..

Connie, distracted, simply calls back, "Okay, see you later!" every single word falling on deaf ears before the girl dipped into the Dojo.

Priyanka couldn't stop herself from shaking her head as she watched her daughter immediately disappear into the building.

"Honestly, what is with that girl and martial arts nowadays?" Priyanka asked herself, finding it harder to figure out her own daughter as each day passed. She pulled out of the lot and returned to the streets, continuing to reflect on Connie.

"Ya let her watch one Mackie Hand movie and she's suddenly obsessed. At least it's better than moping about him all the time. Never a good idea to let your first love be your only love."

As soon as Connie stepped foot into the polished wooden floors of the Dojo, she instantly spotted the sole reason that kept her coming to these Martial Arts lessons consistently every week day after school. And he turned to her, cheeks bulging with the burrito he was snacking on.

His name was Marco Diaz. A muscular, brown haired, tan skinned latino man in his 30s who had moved to Beach City from a town called Echo Creek earlier in the year and opened up a Gym and Martial Arts Dojo. Connie signed up for his lessons a couple of months ago to have something else on top of her schoolwork and training with Pearl to keep her occupied… and distracted.

The young man's brown eyes lit up with surprise at Connie's sudden arrival. The young girl chuckled to herself as she took in the sight of him unprepared, caught in a personal moment. His mop of brown hair wasn't messy, but his gi was; loosened and exposing even more of his tan, solid pecs than usual. Connie's eyes drank in the sight as he frantically chewed and swallowed his mouthful to greet her.

Marco had become someone she essentially befriended ever since Steven had left to go to space, Greg had begun touring with Sadie and the Killers, semi-reviving his own music career in the process, and her own dad's job had changed once again, meaning he'd basically lived outside of Beach City most days. All this had left Connie very little in terms of male friends to talk and hang out with, or parental figures to look up to. And so the friendship with her sensei had blossomed, his laid back, relaxed nature making him an easy source of conversation and advice, and he'd taken that role more often as she attended his classes and gotten to know him.

With all of that and the passage of time, Connie's initial feelings of friendship had blossomed into something more as she had grown closer to him, to the point where she found herself head over heels for him. She knows she shouldn't, and as much as she wanted to deny it, she eventually accepted it as reality.

And today was the day she planned to lay her feelings and intentions bare.

"Hey Connie. You're pretty early." Marco greeted before taking another bite of his burrito.

She could never stop the smile from rising in her face when the sound of her name spoken in his deep and slightly gravelly voice graced her ears.

"Hey, Sensei…" Connie greeted in that flirtatious drawl of hers while leaning onto his desk and getting closer than what was appropriate. It was something that the man had become quite used to over the past few months and never really thought much of.

"Whatcha eatin?" She asked, knowing full well what it was.

Marco swallowed before answering. "A burrito. Made it myself at home. Added some tortilla chips, jalepeños, and nacho cheese to it."

"Wow, that sounds pretty good. Maybe you should make me one, too. Over a candlelit dinner maybe?" Connie cheekily smiled.

Marco laughed. "Don't tempt me with a good time."

Remembering his role as an authority figure, Marco shook his head slightly to recalibrate himself. He was very casual with his language in the dojo, owing to his preference for a relaxed and friendly environment, but he often blurs the line of professionalism. Connie just had a way of relaxing his guards and filters, more so than any other student he ever chatted with, likely due to how often they conversed and bonded over common interests.

"Anyways, you're a bit too young for me to talk to like that. I don't want to be a bad influence."

Connie laughed at her teacher's sudden coyness. She remembered how he'd sworn openly around all of his students older than ten before, pointing out more than once that teenagers swear and know the word "Fuck", yet he continued to pretend otherwise.

"Sensei, you made sure I've got muscle memory of hitting and throwing guys by the balls in case I need to fight someone for real, and you specifically teach all your students that it's okay to hit a girl if she's trying to hit you. I think we're past you being a bad influence."

Marco chuckled as he finished the last bite of his lunch. "Fair point."

Connie's attention immediately focused on an errant drop of cheese sauce perched upon the corner of her teacher's lip. It transfixed her to the point where she didn't even hear whatever his following words were. It just stared directly at her, while Marco had seemingly no idea it was there.

"Hey Connie, are you alright?" The man asked, noticing the girl staring rather intensely at him.

Marco nearly jumped out of his seat when a pair of small hands jumped to his cheeks. His face immediately went hot and his tan skin did little to hide his ensuing blush. That fiery look of pure determination in her eyes paralyzed him. That same focused look that Connie always put on when she put her mind to something never failed to captivate him. It always drew his eye when he looked over his students.

"Uhh…Connie? Can I help you?" Marco said, breathlessly.

Her eyes, which had captured his, drifted down to his lips. Which just made things worse. He licked them as they suddenly felt dry.

"Hold still." She simply answered, before licking her thumb and running it along the corner of his mouth, nearly parting his lips in the process.

Once she caught the cheese on the tip of her thumb, she immediately sucked it off her finger, smacking her lips afterwards.

"Huh. That's actually not so bad. Kinda expected it to be a little spicier, honestly."

Marco said nothing. Instead he held this wide-eyed incredulous look on his face. Connie tilts her head at him, confused and even a little concerned.

"Sensei, can I help you?" Connie raised an amused eyebrow as he just stares at her.

Marco shook his head, snapping himself out of that stupor. "Uhh… Yeah… I mean no! I mean… I'm just gonna run to the bathroom before class starts."

"That burrito going right through you huh?"

"Something like that. Excude me, Con."

Marco walked off, leaving Connie to slyly smile at him to celebrate her small victory. The touch of his skin against hers was electric and emboldening. Her confidence surged with how Marco subtly but visibly crumbled.

Marco stood over the bathroom sink, having just doused his entire face in water before looking himself in the mirror.

"Dammit, what's wrong with me? Reacting like that, am I insane? Focus. Focus focus focus."

Marco slapped both of his cheeks to snap himself out of it.

"Don't act like some horndog over any girl that shows you any kind of attention. It didn't mean anything."

Marco sighed as he took in his suddenly stressed expression, condemning his mind for drifting in such a ridiculous direction.

"It's just been a while since a girl has touched you like that…but she IS just a girl."

Relief washed over Marco like a soothing wave as he heard the familiar sounds of a class filling up. He could focus on his job and let everything else drift away for a while."

"Halle-freakin-luyah, a distraction." Marco said as he walked out of the restroom.

The lessons went normally for both Connie and Marco. Stretches and warmups, Marco demonstrating and correcting moves, splitting people into pairs and groups to practice with bags, pads, and sparring with each other. They settled into comfortable focus on their moves and training, and soon Marco was wrapping up the lesson and sending everyone off, leaving just him and Connie alone in the dojo.

Or at least he should have.

"Excuse me, Sensei?" Connie called out, with her hands behind her back.

"Hmm? Yes, Connie?"

"You don't have anything planned for later. Like, you're in no rush to go home, right?"

Marco couldn't help but chuckle.

"My my, Ms. Maheswaran. If I didn't know any better, it sounds like you're trying to ask me out on a date."

"N-no! No no! I-I just wanted to uh… I mean I- you…"

Connie was already losing her composure and she's barely getting started. She internally freaked out, thinking that he must've already known about her plan and was ready to turn her down. That would've rendered several days of brainstorming, careful consideration, mental preparation, and sleepless nights meaningless. And Connie thought that would kill her if it turned out to be the case.

Marco laughed again.

"Nah, I'm not rushing to go home quite yet. What can I help you with?"

Relief washed over here. There was still hope yet. Connie cleared her throat before continuing.

"Well I was hoping you could… help me with a few techniques I wanna test out? Y'know, to see if I'm doing them correctly and to make improvements if need be. It might be a while, that's why I asked."

Even after letting that out, Connie's heart kept thudding away as she fought to stay relaxed.

Marco chuckled. "Whatever you want, Connie, this is your time to do whatever you want with me, and make the most of my undivided attention."

"Great! But um…I think I might've pulled something during today's lesson. Think you can help me out with that, Sensei? You're always the best with massages."

Marco nodded. "Yes, most definitely. We can't risk hurting you more. Here."

Marco sat cross-legged on the mat as he beckoned Connie to come closer. She took a seat directly in front of him, with her back to him.

Connie immediately melted the moment Marco put his hands on her shoulders. She shut her eyes and hummed in content as she quickly became relaxed to the point of near lethargy. He wormed his fingers into the gaps between her muscles, able to make her lose strength in half of her body just by hooking a finger into the soft flesh between her shoulder and neck. She struggled to fight back the clutches of sleep because her Sensei had such magical hands.

Meanwhile Marco went on massaging her the way he normally would. It felt natural to him thanks to his extensive knowledge of pressure points and muscles. He's done it so many times to students, colleagues and friends alike, and they all ask for it because his knowledge lets him get in deep to bring the utmost of relief.

There came a crack in Marco's focus when his eyes drifted lower and he noticed something. Something that spawned a very brief hitch in his throat and a pause of his hands the moment he caught sight of it.

Marco saw a lot more skin under Connie's Gi than he felt he should. Usually Connie and the rest of his female students always had shirts under their gi because they could easily come loose while sparring. But it seemed as though Connie didn't have one on. Or anything under there for that matter.

So Marco was able to see a good portion of Connie's small, burgeoning breasts as well as the hint of a nipple from where he looked over her shoulder.

Geez, gettin a bit warm in here, isn't it? Marco thought as he felt a little sweat falling down his skin.

Yeah, that's it. That must be why she has it off. Maybe I should turn the AC on. Save us from this awful heat.

Marco glanced over to the AC unit, only for his brown eyes to bug out when he saw it had been wirring and blowing away while in one of its colder settings this whole time.

Despite this, Marco still felt like his skin was aflame.

Aw shit.

"Sensei? Why'd you stop?" Connie asked, looking up at Marco.

"Nothing." Marco said plainly, his voice staying level as to not give off any hint of momentary distraction or unease.

But Connie smiled noticing how Marco so furtively averted his eyes. He had always been so focused when he did his massages, so the fact that he stopped for as long as he just did showed that he saw exactly what she wanted him to see. She reveled in how he was noticing her as not just a student, but as a woman.

Marco continued his massage moving onto Connie's arms, the vibes between them dramatically different now that he'd become keenly aware of Connie's state of dress. He tread carefully so as to not look or touch anywhere near her chest.

"Mmm Sensei, you're so good at that…" Connie cooed as Marco started on her feet and worked his way down to her thighs.

Her body relaxed even further, as Marco kept going, trying to keep his mind off of his forbidden feelings and stay focused on the task. Much to his relief, he didn't take long before he finished.

"Whew, I really needed that." Connie said she stretched her torso and every limb to their limits, the movement raising the bottom hem of her gi and revealing even more of the skin of her midriff."

"Geez…" Marco sharply whispered under his breath as he quickly pulled his gaze away.

"What was that, Sensei?"

"Nothing." he said as he jumped to his feet and offered Connie a hand up. "So what techniques do you wanna test?"

"Yeah. Here, lemme…"

Connie walked up to Marco, facing him while taking his hands in hers. Both of their faces were flushed despite this being typical and much less intimate than the massage that had just occurred. But the atmosphere between them was different, even if they had no idea what the other was thinking right at that moment.

"Let's see. How do I wanna do this…" Connie pondered as she idly swung Marco's side to side, which he went along with.

In reality, she knew exactly how she wanted to continue, but her nerves were getting to her. Her heart went several miles per second. She almost couldn't believe that she was actually doing this, that it was happening. She needed to keep it going, to not lose her confidence or her flow.

"Uh, Connie?"

"Oh! I got it! So, Sensei, I just wanna know…"

Connie let go of Marco's hands to take one step forward until she got into position where she stood at his side, the back of her foot behind his while she had a hand on each of his shoulders.

"So if I'm trying to pull this move off, y'know like sweep 'em by the back of the foot and drop someone, like do I have to put more power into the upper body?"

"You definitely could. Marco nodded, motioning for them to switch places."You're sweeping the feet and moving the shoulders, which gets them off balance enough to fall backwards, which is all you need to do."

His hands rested on her shoulders as his voice went into teacher mode. "But if you want to get the most power into it and really drive them into the floor, you might as well turn it into more of a cross hock, like so."

He spun on his heel, his body rotating so one arm was across Connie's chest, pressing into her throat and shoulders. It drove her upper body backwards as his foot swept her feet out from under her, and the world lurched and blurred.

Connie felt like she'd fallen off a ledge head first, and blinked as she suddenly stopped, barely having time to react. Marco's hand on her shoulder gripped her gi, and his other hand pressed into her back, halting her just before she hit the mat and leaving her suspended in the air.

Marco smiled at her, bent at the waist and his face right above hers, looking for all the world as if he'd swept her off her feet and dipped her down. "See how much control and power I had over you there?"

The top of Connie's gi had gotten loose for a brief moment, exposing a bit more of her chest. Marco noticed during that fraction of a second but quickly tried to ignore it, though Connie's ensuing grin indicated how that failed to pass by her.

Marco cleared his throat as he continued.

"Again, you can totally apply greater power when you push the upper body, but for a move such as this, it would just cause unnecessary damage to the other person. The purpose is to knock down. Let gravity do the work."

Connie's heart beat deafeningly loud and her body trembled ever so slightly as her face brushed close to Marco's confident smile and his body exceedingly close to hers. The skin on her face heated up intensely whilst Marco lost his blush and lost nearly all traces of being flustered by his own student. He was going full Sensei on her.

And she found that to be the hottest part of him.

It took her back to the first time he had her in a grapple. Just the sheer control he had over her body and the natural way he taught her via demonstration sent certain sensations surging throughout her nervous system that was unlike anything she had ever felt before. The feelings stuck to her all the way to when she arrived home to the moment she got into bed, leading to a very long and thorough exploration of her nether region that left her a soaked, breathless mess afterwards.

"Connie? Are you good? You didn't actually bump your head, did you? I thought I'd caught you in time…" Marco called out, concerned after she had been giving him a blank and slightly open-mouthed stare for an uncomfortably long time.

"Huh? Uhh, yeah! Yeah I'm good! You just uh… you moved so fast it stunned me a bit."

Connie laughed nervously while standing straight again, trying to hide just how aroused she had just become.

Marco raised an eyebrow at her but didn't press any further. He shrugged it off and proceeded.

"Right then. Anything else I can do for you, Connie?"

"Yes actually. Maybe one more thing." She said in a tone that should've rung some alarm bells in Marco's head if he hadn't been so focused on their lesson.

"I can try any technique on you, right?"

"Oh? Sounds like you've got something fun in mind." Marco said with a small chuckle.

"It's definitely not a challenge to fight to the death. Honest."

"Pffft, you can try. You're not good enough to kill me… yet."

Connie giggled. "C'mon, I will be soon. I've got a really good teacher."

"And a handsome one, too."

"Not to mention modest."

They both shared a warm, hearty laugh. Besides just how physically attractive and capable he was, Connie had always loved just how calm and comfortable he made her feel whenever she stayed after hours. Even on the first day of her Martial Arts lessons and the first time she stayed after class, he knew how to make her feel welcomed and cared for. Oftentimes with Marco, she felt more at home than her actual home.

"And yet I'm still somehow single." Marco stated, his voice carrying a morose edge to it.

"Aww, I'm surprised a woman hasn't wrangled you yet."

"Well the Warrior's Path has always been a solitary one. It's the bed I made and I gotta lay in it."

Marco spoke sincerely for a moment before a smirk stretched his cheeks. "By which I mean I'm so focused on my Martial Arts, I don't go out aside from when I teach and train here. Or when I'm going to the gym. So yeah, it's mainly just me."

"Y'know…" Connie's gaze veered off to the side while her voice grew softer. She barely hid the blush that crept onto her cheeks.

"It doesn't always have to be that way. Maybe you could find someone here."

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

Connie hum-laughed as she shook her head. She loved Marco's intelligence but she also thought his ignorance was just so cute. She suddenly remembered a moment where Marco once said "I'm a fool, sir, not an idiot." to someone, she thought that described him perfectly.

"Nothing. Nothing. Anyways I wanted to show you one more thing."

Marco nodded. "Sure. Though maybe you should let your mother know if you're planning on staying even longer than you usually do."

Connie chuckled slyly. "Oh don't you worry about that, Sensei. I think we have time."

Once again, Connie stood face to face with her instructor. She tilted her head up to peer deep into his vibrant brown eyes, as if searching tirelessly through the windows of his soul. Meanwhile, Marco had been enraptured by her look of sheer determination and became as silent and focused as she was.

"Connie? What was it you wanted to show me?" Marco broke the silence, intending to bring the focus back despite being distracted himself.

"Right." Connie gulped as she took her Sensei's hands again. He let her do so without question, like he trusted her with his life.

"For this one, I… I need you to relax."

"You're asking me to relax?" Marco asked with a level of apprehension.

"Yes. You can do that. Right, Sensei?"

Connie's voice was soft, then raised a pitch when she gently uttered "Sensei". It sent a shudder throughout Marco's body and he had no idea why.

"O-of course. I'm always relaxed."

There was a voice in Marco's head, muffled and distant, that was telling him that it was a bad idea to keep going, but his trust in his student quickly overshadowed whatever warnings his mind tried to relay.

Even when Connie grabbed his wrists, he went along with her without a second thought. And before he could react, her back was tight against his torso while his arms crossed over her chest and his hands clutched to her shoulders.

"Oh I see." Marco said, nodding like he knew exactly what was going on. He tried desperately not to think any rash thoughts about his line-crossing proximity to his student.

"You want to practice escaping while being grabbed from behind right?"

"Well… maybe I don't want to escape." Connie purred.

"Uhhh, what?"

Before Marco knew it, Connie slapped his palms directly on top of her breasts. She firmly pushed her hand over his, trapping him.

"Maybe. I want to be held like this. For a while."

"Connie! What are you-"

"Shhh." Connie loudly interrupted.

It was at that moment Marco realized the extent of her intentions after everything that had been going on up to this point. His mind could barely parse what was happening past the sheer disbelief he was feeling. His emotions and thoughts became a scrambled mess, leaving him at a complete loss at what to say or even do.

"I told you to relax, Sensei. Just let me take the lead this time."

Connie kept her voice low and sensual. Every word she spoke set his skin on fire and electrified every one of his nerves. She slightly pushed her hips back and swayed them sideways. Her butt rubbed against Marco's crotch and his body reacted in the way that he had dreaded for a long time.

"Ooh, I can feel you getting hard, Sensei. Does that mean you've wanted this for a long time, too?"

"You… we really need to stop this. Right now." Marco said, his voice trembling. He couldn't hide how much he struggled to take back the control that Connie had so boldly wrested from him.

"But do you really want this to stop?" Connie asked while she relentlessly continued rolling her hips.

Marco's mouth became drier than a desert. His lips flapped but no words could come out for a little while until his mind finally caught up to what was happening.

"It doesn't matter what I want. What we need is to keep this from going any further than it needs to."

Connie laughed at Marco's futile efforts. "I mean, you're so much stronger and more experienced with getting out of grapples than me. If you really wanted to stop, you would've done so by now."

Every desire to deny her words and even her advances have died instantly. Marco had no argument because he had to concede that she was right. He actually had all the power he needed to kill all this quickly before it could grow into something beyond his control. And yet he refrained from using said power to do so.

"So what's it gonna be, Sensei?"

Connie slowly rose on the tips of her toes. She closed her eyes while her mouth hung slightly open, drawing close enough for Marco to feel the heat of her breath on his lips. His heart went so fast, he felt he was about to keel over right then and there.

"Connie. Listen to me. We can't do this. It's not right… y-you're too young."

No matter how much he protested, Marco knew deep down he was saying it all to himself rather than Connie. Try as he might to fight it, not a single iota of resistance he put up could stop himself from being broken down by his student's efforts.

"But I want this. And you want this. So let's not keep each other waiting anymore."

Connie placed a hand on Marco's cheek, before pulling him into the forbidden zone beyond their formerly professional yet friendly Teacher/Student dynamic. Their union of lips was soft, warm, and only lasted no longer than five seconds, yet it felt like an eternity in slow motion. The adrenaline surged through the both of them the moment they kissed. Their hearts seized for a fraction of a second like they had just died then were reborn in the same breath. The world surrounding them felt like an empty, featureless void as all their focus had been on nothing but each other.

Connie had never taken drugs before but she read that people get addicted because they're constantly trying to chase the astronomical high that they get from their first hit in repeated attempts to relive it. And now she felt as though she was going through the same thing. She wanted nothing more than to feel that same explosive spark she just got from kissing Marco, over and over for all eternity.

As soon as she raised herself to go for another smooch, the hand that was on Marco's face had suddenly yanked down hard enough to hurt her. In the blink of an eye, her back had been driven to the mat with Marco above her pinning her wrists.

As soon as Connie could fully process what was going on, she was met with an image of Marco she'd never seen before. There was a wild, furious look in his eyes, his mop of hair had looked like he had just got out of a fight, and his broad, freshly shaven jaw hung as short breaths left his lips.

Connie was more than a little intimidated, but her trust for her Sensei kept her calm. She knew he would never do anything to hurt her. Even the way he held onto her wrists didn't even discomfort her in the slightest, showing he still had some level of restraint, albeit gradually waning before her very eyes.

"Connie." Marco breathed, fighting to compose himself even in the compromising position he and his student were in.

Before he continued, he lifted his hands off of Connie's wrists before placing his palms on either side of her head. His brown eyes softened and his mouth closed to make a small frown.

"Are you crazy? What's gotten into you?" Marco asked as a myriad of emotions danced across his features, chiefly of which was concern with a hint of sadness.

"I just want to stop pretending I don't feel the way I feel every day I'm here. That we can just keep staying friends as long as we know each other."

Connie's voice shook as she spoke but her tone nonetheless remained solidified by the belief of what she was saying.

Marco gulped, swallowing his feelings before he responded. Yet as he peered into his student's fiery gaze, he found that what he needed to do and what he wanted were locked in a bloody conflict.

"Connie, I- you know I don't fee-"

"Oh, don't give me that, Sensei. I may be young, but I'm not stupid. I get stuck in my books and schoolwork most of the time, but I still pay attention to what's around me. I see how differently the way you look at me compared to my classmates. The way you treat me compared to everyone else. And the way you've reacted to everything I've done just confirms it all."

That killed what little resisistance and whatever flimsy denials Marco had left. He had always known Connie as one of the brightest, if not the brightest student he ever had. They've had their share of disputes before and though he had lost some of them, this was one where she had already won from the very beginning. This was less an argument and more of a reality check.

And Marco had no choice but to face reality.

"Connie. Are you sure you want this?" He asked, wearing a determined expression of his own that matched Connie's.

Rather than respond verbally, Connie's hand darted towards Marco's crotch, closing her fingers around his clothed erection. She was initially surprised by just how hard he had been, his cock feeling almost like stone, before smirking at the way her Sensei practically throbbed under her touch.

"Does that answer your question?"

As she rubbed his bulging groin, Marco barely hid the slight quivers rising in his features.

"You do realize how bad this is? You know what's gonna happen if we keep going with this, right?"

"Fully and without regard for any of them." Connie said matter-of-factly, her hand ceaseless in its lewd ministrations.

Marco chuckled. "Good. I am, too."

It happened so quickly, Connie didn't even catch whatever movement Marco made before his lips had captured hers. Her eyes bugged out for a split-second before closing as a reaction to every part of her melting into the kiss.

It felt so much different than it did initially, since her Sensei was the one taking charge this time. The way he led her lips and even directed her tongue with his own was like nothing she ever felt before. It was worlds away from the short and sweet, yet unskilled kisses she once shared with Steven. She wasn't kissing a shy, prudish boy who's just getting into his first relationship. She was making out with an older man who revealed the extent of his experience with every movement of his mouth on hers.

Needless to say, it soaked her nether regions like no other.

The complete awareness that what Marco was doing was wrong no longer pushed him away. It instead became a raging flame he became drawn to, dangerous and teeming with consequences but alluring and potentially even addicting. It had been far too long since any woman had made him feel this way and frankly, it was a high he wouldn't mind chasing for lifetimes on end.

After what felt like ages was spent within ten seconds, the two parted. Marco's tongue dragged along the top of Connie's who allowed her own tongue to follow his on its way out, leaving a thin thread of saliva that briefly tethered them together. The young teen's mouth hung open as if silently begging for more and Marco couldn't stop himself from thinking about how that's the sexiest thing he's seen in a long time.

Marco immediately remembered the raging hard-on he'd been sporting which his student turned lover had been stroking through his increasingly tight pants this whole time. Despite how his better judgment had long been occluded by his lust, he had enough wits about him to stave off his own hunger in order to consider acting on his lover's needs before his own.

But the following decision Marco made served both as he deftly undid the cloth belt that held Connie's gi together before parting her top, revealing the bare, budding bust that she utilized to tantalize him. Though, she didn't truly realize the full extent of her plan's effectiveness until Marco had immediately locked his lips onto her modest breast, lashing his tongue against her stiffened nipple. At the same time, he pinched and pulled the other, forcing squeaky cries to leak from between her lips.

"Hahh...hah! S-Sensei! Th-tha- oh gosh!"

As a man of equality, Marco made sure one breast didn't receive more love than the other, so he alternated between using his hands and mouth on both, leaving the young girl breathless and gasping as she learned that having her tits played with by someone she was smitten with was different from doing it herself in the best ways possible.

Even through the haze of her pleasure, Connie could feel one of Marco's hands withdraw from her breast before slowly sliding down her supple, sweaty body. The moment his fingers dipped past the waistline of her bottoms, she opened her legs for him as if by instinct.

Marco's eyes shot wide open when his hand found hot, wet flesh sooner than he expected. He raised his head to look at his student with widened eyes like she was insane.

"Holy crap, you're not wearing any panties… And you're soaked."

Connie could only look at him with a breathless, guilty-as-charged smile.

"You're a dirty little minx, aren't you? You are absolutely asking for it, you know."

"What are you gonna do to me, Sensei? What kinda lesson are you gonna teach me this time?" Connie asked in a manner that was less curious and more goading.

Marco flashed a mischievous smirk, accepting Connie's blatant challenge.

"I'd spoil it if I told you. So I'll show you instead."

Connie yelped when she was roughly pulled by the legs towards Marco, who stood on his knees, peering down at his partner with unmistakably lewd intent. Taken hostage by his own lust, the man practically threw the girl's bottoms right off her legs, baring her lower half to the cold air of the air conditioned Dojo.

Marco's eyes laser focused on the smooth, razor thin slit between Connie's legs. He couldn't help but marvel at how much her inner thighs were coated and glistening with her juices. She had to have been aroused this whole time, probably even since the beginning.

Just the sight of it triggered his primal need to breed.

Marco wasted no time pushing down his pants and underwear in one swift motion, his rock solid erection springing free. The sight of its imposing girth and length left Connie shaking with trepidation and excitement. She dreaded what that could do to her but also could not bear to wait any longer for it to impale her.

Marco immediately took his position above Connie after spreading her legs apart. He held himself by the base before aiming for his intended target.

"W-wait!" Connie cried out holding out an open palm.

That instantly stopped Marco. His eyes still wide, he looked at her with slight confusion.

"I uh… I wanna suck on it." Connie requested with a blushing , half lidded gaze towards Marco's straight-standing erection.

"Sure thing, Connie."

Marco gave her the go-ahead, before reaching out to cup Connie's cheek in his hand. He tenderly rubbed his thumb along her lips. They parted slightly to welcome it as it pushed deeper into her mouth, coating the digit in her saliva. He pulled down gently, prompting Connie to let her jaw fall slightly and roll her tongue out.

It was no time at all before Connie got on her hands and knees and Marco's finger was replaced with his cock. He slid his bulbous head up her tongue, before the girl closed her mouth around it. While keeping it clamped between her lips, her tongue experimentally toyed with his tip, lapping up his precum as it dripped profusely.

"Oh geez, Connie…" Marco moaned.

Connie popped off her Sensei's cock for a bit before peppering his entire shaft with little licks and kisses. She pushed the worship further when her kisses reached his balls. Marco groaned as electric tingles rose from his genitals to the rest of his body, his legs wobbling with every spit-smearing kiss on his cock. When he looked down, he was head-over-heels at the way Connie looked so focused, how she kept her eyes closed as she had been totally immersed in the moment.

When Connie opened her eyes and looked directly at him, his heart skipped a beat. And with their eyes locked, the young girl attempted to take more of him into her mouth.

Again, he could not fathom a sexier sight than this. He had never been with a girl as young as Connie before but everything about what he was doing with her aroused him more than anything else. And to make things better, she was doing a shockingly good job at sucking him off, with little to none of the clumsiness that came with inexperience.

"Wait. Stop for a moment." Marco said breathlessly.

Connie stopped but kept her lips shut tight around his cock. Her eyes looked up at him curiously.

"...I want to make you feel good, too."

Marco wore a look of guilt over a feeling of selfishness he thought he was exhibiting by having Connie doing a spectacular job servicing him while he wasn't giving back in some way.

Connie raised an eyebrow, unsure as to what Marco could mean. Though she showed no reluctance to see what would pan out, as she knew about Marco's experience and was eager to find out what he had in store for her.

So she gave a solemn nod.

With Marco's hand guiding her, Connie found herself remaining on all fours except this time he laid flat on his back directly below her, while his dick stood solid and straight in front of her face and her pussy was right above his face.

Marco spread her little leaking lower lips apart, his dick throbbing and mouth salivating at the tantalizing sight of her soft pink insides waiting to be plundered. He wasted no time digging his tongue right in, treating the girl like a feast fit for a king.

Connie's head shot up while she squealed at the way her Sensei was devouring her pussy. She could sense how ravenous he was but she also detected the trained, methodical approach to it. The way his tongue moved in certain patterns and certain speeds on certain spots and making her emit certain sounds was evidence enough that she was batting way out of her league. The girl was no stranger to indulging in self-pleasure, but none of it ever had all her limbs threatening to collapse or her own mind scrambled quite like this.

Though it was clearly Marco's intent for this position, Connie desperately bobbed her head on his cock to distract herself from the rising orgasm that was encroaching upon her. As her Sensei's tongue expertly worked her, her movements grew erratic and clumsy and she soon stopped moving altogether to focus all her energy in trying to keep herself from letting the impending orgasm tear her apart.

Unable to bear it any longer, Connie popped off of his cock once more. Her quaking arms almost dropped her but she managed to catch herself. At that point she was fighting an uphill battle, her gasps getting faster and louder as words began to fail her.

"H-hah, hah-hah…S-Sensss-eeeii… I'm getti- I'm gonna… I-hah-hah?!"

Connie flew forward and fell right on her face. It took her a few moments to process that Marco was no longer beneath her but instead directly behind her, with her ass raised like it was being presented to him on a platter.

"Senseeeiii!" Connie whined like a spoiled little girl.

"Why'd you stop? I was so close, too!"

Marco responded by grabbing Connie by her hair. She felt a light, painless tug upwards that raised her head slightly before a hot breath passed through her ears and sent chills throughout her body.

"Because I wouldn't dare let you cum the first time if it's not by my cock."

A heavy, squeaky breath passed through Connie's lips and she swore she came a little bit just by hearing that. Marco bolstered his words by rubbing the thick, rounded head of his dick along Connie's thin folds, spreading them slightly as he teased the prospect of penetration but not giving it to her yet.

Connie took a deep breath before gathering enough strength and mind power to match his bold energy.

"Then, go ahead and take this young little pussy. It's all yours." Connie goaded, shaking her ass up and down, making his sturdy length rub between her ass cheeks.

Marco paused for a bit before he began chuckling. Connie was confused and even a little down that her attempt at matching lewd for lewd with Marco didn't work out. The next sentence scorched into her ears proved her wrong.

"No, you're all mine."

A singular guttural noise gurgled out of Connie's throat the moment her pussy was split wide open by Marco's hot, hard rod. For the man, it was more than a tight fit, to the point where he flinched throughout his slow, deep journey. Every contraction felt like she massaged him, whether she realized it or not. She clenched so hard, it stung him initially before the tight, trapped sensation quickly became addicting.

"Oh God, you're tight." Marco groaned in Connie's ear as he warred with his own body to not explode right then and there.

Connie cried back. "Y-you're- oh gosh, I'm so f-fuuull!"

Connie was not as strong willed, and she had instantly reached her peak the moment the tip of his dick kissed her cervix. She was thankful for the position she was in and Marco's firm hold on her thin hips, otherwise she would've gone as limp as a corpse right then and there.

As much as Marco wanted to satiate his overwhelming need to ejaculate at that moment, he had an even stronger need to savor the burning heat and suffocating tightness of his student's tight young cunt and ride the ensuing pleasure as far as he could.

He pulled his hips back just as slowly as he pushed them forward initially, his cock dragging along Connie's wet walls while she whined and tightened around him, lamenting that he may pull all the way out. Relief washed over her when that wasn't the case and Marco pushed forward once more, a bit faster and harder than the first push but nonetheless kept at a pace where the girl could reasonably adjust to and the man could find the right rhythm.

It wasn't long before Marco's hips and Connie's ass clapped louder than before and the latter's body rocked more roughly as she serenaded her lover with sweet sounds of sexual satisfaction.

"Ah-ah-ahhh! Se-sensei!" Was all Connie could shout out while Marco's dick pounded the entrance of her womb. She felt as though lightning struck her core over and over, her nerves screaming alive with each vulgar collision of flesh.

Meanwhile, each thrust made the orgasm that Marco fended off earlier to start speeding right back to him. He had no idea the extent of Connie's experience with intercourse, but the way she manipulated her own body to pleasure him worked far too effectively, though there were other factors to consider, like the man being touch-starved for so long as well as Connie awakening something in him that he never imagined he'd end up indulging.

Neither Connie nor Marco paid much or even any attention to the time at all while they were trapped in their own world, only being conscious of the stinging and tingling of their mingling sexes and the speed and intensity of their raunchy rhythm. Though it had to have been long enough where their willpower could only hold for so long and the end for both of them was fast approaching.

Desperate times called for desperate measures.

"H-Huh-wha-"

Connie had been shocked to discover that she was once planted firmly on the mat one second then suspended in the air the next, with her arms and legs bound by Marco's arms and dangling as the man continued fucking her brains out and dragging another orgasm out of her at a pace her senses could barely keep up with. She had quickly been reduced to a gasping, slack jawed, tongue hanging mess, scarcely different from a dog in heat or a sex toy to be utilized for the satisfaction of another.

Although her eyes had long been glazed over, she could see clearly the bulge repeatedly popping up in her stomach with every upward thrust, and the sight was more beautiful than she could ever dream of.

Marco's balls were in agony as he forced his body past his limits to put everything he had into his hips. In his fuck-thirsty stupor, he saw Connie as nothing more than an onahole for his libido to feed off of, soon to be a receptacle for the hot brew that churned in his testicles.

"Aagh! Connie! Connie! I'm almost-" Was all Marco's muddled mind could groan into his student's ear as the inevitable was nigh.

"M-Me too!" Through the dense haze of her lust, Connie managed to interpret Sensei's vague cries correctly. She braced herself, more than prepared for it.

"Together, then!" Marco boldly declared.

"Inside! D-do it inside!" Connie begged.

Marco grunted and growled like a feral beast to emphasize the strength behind his last few thrusts as he unleashed an unrelenting torrent deep into Connie. He remained still for who knew how many minutes while balls deep in the young girl and firing wave after wave, filling her tight confines with more seed than she could physically handle. Whatever she failed to swallow leaked between the cracks and rained down on the mat below in countless thick drops. What she managed to hold ended up creating an even bigger distention on her stomach, almost like she was in the early, slightly noticeable stages of pregnancy.

The way Marco's cock pulsed and swelled as the immense pressure of his incoming loads pushed against the entrance of Connie's womb triggered one last screaming, convulsing, exploding peak that left her vision blurry and everything below the waist numb. The world around her went white for a second as she hung on the brink of unconsciousness.

Marco's legs nearly failed him, but luckily he had enough balance to sit both himself and Connie down on the mat. However, that spent what little amount of strength he had in his limbs and he flopped backwards and took his student with him.

Soon, all had died down and become quiet, with nothing but the soft sounds of their shortened, labored breaths. As Connie lied on Marco's back, she slowly regained clarity and awareness of just how full he made her.

"Wow I… that was way beyond my expectations… Sensei, you have… no idea how long I've wanted to do that…"

"You have no idea how much I needed that." Marco answered breathlessly.

"I can tell. Geez, how backed up were you?" Connie giggled while she patted her slightly bloated stomach.

"It's not so much that I'm backed up, but my uh… loads tend to be larger than what should be normal. Kind of a condition that I've found out years ago.

"I'd say you definitely filled your tight pussy up. You let out enough to get me pregnant like five times over!"

A certain word in that sentence froze Marco's blood and shook him to his core. His face contorted in horror as the realization was like a splash of cold water on his face.

"Oh geez, Connie! I'm so sorry, I- how could I be so stupid?"

Marco held his face in his hand while shaking his head, unable to fathom how he could be so negligent. He quickly pulled out of her before he sat straight up.

"I didn't even use protection! Not even a condom or… oh shit, you're gonna get-"

Connie shot up on Marco's lap to lovingly place her hands on his cheeks, before instantly shutting him up with a kiss. The man was taken aback at first and tried to speak again, but every word became muffled with another kiss or shushed into silence until Marco finally calmed down.

"Sensei, it's okay. Relax, it's all gonna be fine."

"How? I've just gotten us into a huge mess!"

Connie averted her gaze, her face colored by her blush and stretched by her sheepish smile.

"I'm uh… I'm on the pill."

"Oh." Marco had no idea how to feel about this information. He also didn't want to make assumptions so he simply nodded in understanding.

"I know what you're thinking. But I only took it for exactly this reason."

"Wow. You were not joking when you said you wanted to do this. And I guess this is your first time, huh?"

Connie nodded. Marco didn't know why, but that put his heart at ease.

"Honestly, I've been on it for a while already. I've been planning on getting to this point before, but I chickened out every time I thought of trying. And now… here we are. My first time with you. Now the question is, would this be the last time?"

Connie asked as she turned to face Marco with fluttering, half-lidded eyes that sought an answer. The man could barely muster the will to resist.

"It doesn't have to be…" The man says as his hand climbs up Connie's stomach, brushing past her breasts until he cupped her cheek in his palm.

They drew to one another, their lips softly, yet still hungrily uniting. Connie took the opportunity to reach down and clench her fist around Marco's cock.

"Mmm, I think you're good for several more rounds." Connie deduced as she stroked him, his flaccid penis rapidly hardening under her touch.

Connie planted one more kiss on Marco's lips, before planting another peck on his cheek. Her smooches climbed down his neck, past his chest, going over his stomach until the sweet, strong smell of their prior lovemaking pervaded her nostrils and before she knew it, her lips were planted right back onto his cock like they belonged there.

She slid her lips from the top of the base to the tip, which she immediately engulfed. As she moved her head back and forth, his cock sank deeper, her mouth taking over the top half while her hand gripped tight and spiraled on the other.

"Geez, how are you so good at this?" Marco groaned as he hung his head back.

Connie gave Marco's bulbous head one long suck before her lips wetly popped off of it.

"A little research goes a long way." She answered with a giggle.

"Should I ask what you looked up to learn about this?"

"Ehh, best you just enjoy the result of sleepless nights spent 'studying'."

Marco shrugged. "Can't argue with that."

Marco and Connie's hearts hitched in unison when several knocks on the entrance door rang out in the dojo. Then a familiar voice shook the two to their cores.

"Mr. Diaz? It's me, Mrs. Maheswaran! I'm here to get Connie."

"Oh shit! Connie, you have to-"

Marco's eyes bugged out when he saw that Connie had vanished in a flash. With no time to look for her, he jumped off the mat, struggling to put his pants back on as he frantically sprinted his way to the door. He checked himself all over quickly before opening the door.

"Heyyy Mrs. Maheswaran! Good to see you." Marco greeted, overshooting the enthusiasm a little. He leaned on the door frame in an attempt to seem relaxed.

Priyanka smiled as she greeted with a wave. "Hi, Mr. Diaz. Sorry if I came too soon. I figured you'd be done by now. I see Connie's given you quite the workout."

"Heheheh, something like that." Marco said as he ran a hand across his hair which still remained sweaty and disheveled. He kept his cool and casual demeanor on the outside, but on the inside, he was moments away from a heart attack.

"Where is she, by the way?"

"Uhh, I believe she's using the restroom."

Priyanka raised an eyebrow.

"I see. Y'know it's odd. I tried calling her earlier to let her know I was on my way but she didn't answer the phone. She always answers my calls. Never missed a single one."

Marco audibly sweated. "Oh is that so?"

Priyanka nodded. "Yes. And since you didn't know I called, I take that to mean she must have silenced her phone."

"Huh. W-wonder why'd she do that?" He could barely shake off the wet, uncomfortable sensation of his spit and cum-drenched cock adhering to his pants.

"That's what I'd like to know. But either way, I'd just like to thank you, Mr. Diaz."

"Uhh, for what, may I ask?"

Priyanka flashed a genuine smile.

"She talks a lot about you, you know. With overwhelming positivity."

Marco chuckled bashfully. "Really?"

Priyanka nodded. "Mmhmm. I haven't seen her this passionate about another person, or even another guy since her best friend, Steven."

"Ah, yes. She's told me plenty about him and his really uh… interesting life."

Priyanka nodded. "I know I'm not around as often as I should be, but I still noticed how down she was for a while after Steven left. And since my husband recently got hired out of the city and even Steven's father decided to tour the country, it didn't leave her with a lot of options for a proper male parental figure in her life. Or even a close friend. Which is why I think she ended up being close to you. And you know what?"

"What?"

Priyanka gently placed a hand on Marco's shoulder making him stiffen.

"I don't know a better man to be there for her."

Marco anxiously rubbed the back of his head. Guilt began to build in his heart when Priyanka sang her praises of him. But he steeled himself before giving her a response directly from the heart.

"Well...I'm more than happy to be there for her. She's one of the brightest kids I've ever met and a pleasure to be around. You've got a heck of a fine daughter."

"Sorry if she's ever given you any trouble or even accidentally hurt you. She wasn't exactly new to violence before taking your class." Priyanka chuckled.

Marco joined with a chuckle of his own. "So I've been told. Yeah, she can be a bit… mischievous at times, but it's nothing I can't handle."

Marco's body seized when a stealthy hand gripped his own. There was something between their hands that he clutched his fingers around and as soon as he realized what it was, he nearly gasped from the shock. He stealthily moved his hand behind his back to keep it out of sight.

"Hey Mom!" Connie popped up from behind Marco. She changed into casual clothes while carrying her duffel bag.

"Connie, we were just talking about you. Are you ready to go?"

"Yup! Let's go!"

"Hey, wait…" Priyanka narrowed her eyes on Connie. Marco's body stiffened once more as he clenched his teeth.

"What's that on your lip, young lady?" Priyanka asked, pointing out the spot on her own lip.

When Connie swiped her finger on a spot above her lip, she found a strand of Marco's pubic hair and the tiniest drop of cum. Her eyes nearly popped out of her sockets. Meanwhile, Marco stood there, squirming uncomfortably trying not to shit himself.

"Uhhh… a burrito!"

Priyanka looked taken aback. "Excuse me?"

Connie desperately looked to Marco. "Sensei, you gave me a piece of your burrito earlier didn't you?"

Marco gulped. "Oh right, yeah! I did."

Connie snapped her fingers. "Yeah! It was really good."

"Huh. Alright then." Priyanka crossed her arms, but seemed satisfied by the answer.

"Surprised no one pointed out you had that until now. So I take it we don't have to stop somewhere for a bite on the way home?" Priyanka asked.

Connie smiled as she patted her stomach. "No thanks, I'm a bit full from what Marco gave me earlier."

"Aww, well how nice of you to feed my daughter during your private lesson."

Marco's face somehow surpassed his normal tanness. He wasn't sure how much more of this he could take.

"Y…you're welcome…"

Priyanka turned her attention back to Connie. "Anyways, we should get going. Until next time, Mr. Diaz." Priyanka bid farewell as she made her way to her car.

"Seeya later, Sensei! " Connie waved as she followed suit.

When Priyanka had her back turned, Connie sped right back to Marco faster than he could react before they shared a brief, fiery kiss. At the same time, she clenched his concealed cock in her hand, making it hard again in less than a second.

When she parted, she gave Marco a flirty wink before skipping joyously back to her mom.

Marco stepped back into the dojo, and closed the door, before limply throwing his back against it. He was still fraught with emotions from what transpired earlier and he needed a lot of time to process all of it. And to make sure he had a constant reminder, Connie left him one last parting gift.

It was a pair of her used, moist panties. Marco looked at it with as much arousal as uncertainty. Her unique aroma still wafted off of it, even when it was nowhere near his face. He gazed at the undergarments with a longing in his eyes and an erection in his pants. His thoughts immediately shifted to her and it dawned on him just how much she affected him and how she would continue to do so from here on out.

Marco sighed. "That girl's gonna be the death of me."

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A/N:

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