A/N: Do enjoy~
Devils
It wasn't uncommon for Sensei to visit the various academies in Kivotos.
Usually it was at the request of the students or to help coach a class of failing ones, but he also sometimes went out of his own volition to... not necessarily 'hang out' with his students, but see how they were doing and spending some time with them. While he didn't fully grasp it himself, just being with him seem to cheer up a lot of the girls, so he made an effort to visit them when he could to keep their spirits high.
Today was no different. He'd found his itinerary somewhat vacuous and on a whim decided to pay a visit to Hina, in no small part due to her being one of his favourite students – not that he'd ever say that part aloud. The girl in question knew though, that he was sure, and he made sure to shower her with praise and comfort whenever he could to help bolster her faltering confidence at times. Being a leader was one thing. Being both a leader and one of the strongest people in Kivotos was a whole other thing.
Alas when he arrived she wasn't in her office, despite him telling her of his arrival in advance. Ako had been absent too while Iori had rushed out of the room just as he arrived, apparently due to a fight breaking out somewhere in the school; leaving just Chinatsu to welcome him with a smile and hand him a note that Hina had left for him. One that gave its own welcome and suggested he freshen up in the private baths near the Prefect Club's office, since she knew he would likely be fatigued after the last few days of work.
Which wasn't untrue. First bombs going off in Hyakkiyado, then Trinity leading a coffee revolt against the Tea Party, then Red Winter Academy running out of pudding and causing a second purge (with said purge leading to students losing their pudding privileges)... he had a hectic week.
Thus, when she was so kindly offering, he deigned to accept the offer. After all Hina wouldn't prank him, so where was the harm of trusting her?
''Hm... is this it?''
With a curious lilt to his voice Sensei looked about, finding only one door in sight marked as 'changing rooms'. Annoyingly there wasn't a male-female divide but just the one... although given pretty much every student was female, that made sense he supposed. Thus with a light sigh he pushed the door open and meandered inside, spending a second to look about to make sure he wasn't about to walk in on any girl undress, but to his relief the room was empty.
It was a fairly nice room too. Light blue walls, tiled white flooring, it was fancy without being overly so. He sat his bag down on the wooden bench that lined the wall of the rectangular room and set about stripping off; his tight-fitting uniform coming apart and neatly folded before he stuffed it away. It wouldn't do to leave the baths only to come out in a crumpled uniform, after all, and while Gehenna students hardly cared about decorum, Hina did. And last thing he wanted was to make Hina grumpy.
Though a grumpy Hina was a cute Hina...
Sensei shook off the thought, a light smile on his lips. Finally stripped bare he meandered through into the shower area and gave himself a light rinse-off, getting the worst of the sweat and whatnot off before plucking a towel from the rack and winding it around his waist, the little bit of coverage soothing any worries about a student walking in on him in the nude and compelling him to the single wooden door at the end of the room, a tug pulling it open.
And immediately he was struck by the beauty of the place. Cylindrical in shape it converged into a copper dome roof with miniature buttresses holding it up, whilst the stone brick walls gave it a very gothic feel compared to the changing room. A wide circular pool of water laid in the middle, the clear blue rippling the light that spilled across it, the sun not shining through the towering one-way windows that lined the other side of the room, providing a beautiful view of the academy without compromising anyone's privacy.
Of course, the beauty of the room was secondary to the fact that the room was also currently occupied.
''Hehe. It's 'bout time you showed up, Sensei~''
Iroha smirked casually over at him, kneeling in the water and offering him a little wave; water dribbling off of her palm in the process. Of course with how shallow the pool of water was that meant everything above her tummy was shown, including her small bust; something she seemed fully aware of as she smirked wider. Splashing though lured his gaze to her left, towards Ibuki who was currently bending over and clutching onto the edge of the bath, peering up at him with innocent delight – in contrast to the burning blush that coloured Hina's cheeks, located on the other side of the room as she was. Sat with her feet in the water and one hand covering her bare breasts she struck a beautiful figure, pale in the afternoon light and with legs closed, emphasising the slimness of her thighs.
''Ah, sorry, I didn't realise you were still using it, I'll get goin-''
''Oi oi~'' Iroha called out to him with a smirk. ''Three cute girls invite ya to join them, and you wanna bail?''
''It's-''
''-totally normal to share a bath.'' Iroha mirthfully finished, glancing not at him but back at Hina. ''Ain't that right?''
''Y-Yes.'' Though her voice was soft, flustered even, Hina still bobbed her head – though it didn't diminish her obvious embarrassment. ''Please come in, Sensei...''
When faced with such a timid request he couldn't hope to resist, and so with a sigh he obliged; meandering over to the edge and sliding into the water. He kept his towel on for the sake of privacy but the girls didn't seem to share that same want for modesty, Ibuki least of all – the blonde apparently having been in a game of volleyball with Iroha before he walked in, using one of those cheap colourful balls to bounce between them. Though in fairness it was more Ibuki playing and Iroha lazily hitting it back whenever it went her way, otherwise she seemed content to just soak in the hot water.
'I would've thought she and Hina wouldn't be on such good terms, given how Makoto acts... though then again, Iroha's an easy person to get along with.' Sensei mused, steadily relaxing as the girls played before him. 'Then again wouldn't Hina be annoyed by her laziness?'
He let his eyes drift over to Hina and found she was looking at him. She broke eye contact immediately, red in the face as she toyed with her hair, stroking it almost absentmindedly as she peered out the window. He did his best not to look at her lest he embarrass her further but he had to admit he let his eyes linger a bit too long, the lump in his throat swallowed as he caught a glimpse of a nipple behind her hair. Hina was a pretty girl, after all, and he wasn't so arrogant as to pretend he was above appreciating her attractiveness.
Ibuki and Iroha weren't unattractive either. Iroha had much the same figure as Hina and her long fluffy hair looked like a pain to brush, probably why it was so often left tangled – though presently it was tied up into a high ponytail that left her back exposed. And in the back of his mind, he couldn't help but find her ponytail rather hot. Ibuki too, despite having a rather small form, was cute in her own right – her smile that of sunshine and her cheer enough to lighten one's spirits. To say nothing of how unashamedly she was splashing about, his eyes more than one catching glimpses of her flat chest or the smooth slit between her legs, doing his best not to stare lest one of them notice.
Alas, he couldn't be so fortunate.
''Hm?'' Iroha peered his way, the side-eye preluding the cheeky smirk. ''Looks like someone's excited huh?''
For a moment he was confused. Until he became consciously aware of his erection; instantly bringing a hot blush to his cheeks. ''Er, s-sorry.''
''What'cha apologising for? Nothing weird about a guy getting all hot 'n' bothered about seeing some girls naked.'' Iroha remarked with a slow, smug drawl as she shifted closer to him, his gaze involuntarily flitting down to soak in the sight of her small breasts. ''Heh. Eyes up here Sensei~''
He blushed darker but held his tongue lest he dig a deeper hole for himself, but before he could think of a solution Iroha was before him – and unexpectedly yanked on his towel. So taken off-guard was he that he didn't even try to stop her, letting her toss the wet towel aside, and leaving nothing to hide his erection.
''Iroha-''
''Relax.'' She rolled her eyes like he was being dramatic. ''Nobody's gonna tell, secret's safe with us, et cetera et cetera.''
Her fingers nimbly grasped at his cock, her grip light but audacious. ''Why don't we do a lil... sex ed right here, right now, Sensei?'
''I-Iroha!'' Hina squawked then, somewhere between mortified and... jealous?
''What? C'mon, don't lie Prefect Head, you totally wanna participate too right~?'' Iroha teased back at her peer.
Hina's face flushed and she looked aside, unable to meet his eyes. ''A-As if I would impose on... Sensei like that...''
Her voice grew quieter with each word until it was a mumble; bashful and almost guilty as if caught. In the back of his mind he wondered if that was why she invited him to the baths in the first place – a mid-afternoon sex ed class. He doubted it, Hina herself seemed more the type to just bask in the water together, but the prospect was a little embarrassing all the same.
''I wanna join in too!'' Ibuki cheered enthusiastically, only to pause. ''So uh, what are we doing?''
Sensei sighed as he looked at Iroha. ''You planned this didn't you?''
''Maybe. Would it matter?'' She shrugged.
He mulled it over. For about a second. ''Haah... fine, fine.''
''Good.'' A grin returned to Iroha's lips.
Then she stroked his cock. He'd forgotten she was even holding it and the sudden stroke, coupled with the warmth of the water, made him shiver. Sat just a foot away Iroha no doubt saw that and just snickered cheekily, her grip adjusting until she had a more confident grip on his dick and stroked it with light rolls of her wrist; not rushing to get him off and more just handling his cock than anything else.
Water sloshed as Ibuki shuffled up closer, her curious expression simultaneously adorable and embarrassing given she was looking at his cock – the distorting nature of the water not exactly hiding his dick. Least of all when he dug his elbows into the back of the bath and lifted himself up; sitting on the edge instead.
''Woah~'' Ibuki cooed out, awed. ''It's so big!''
It was above-average at best, at least by his own guess, but flattery was always welcome. That, and it was probably their first time seeing a dick in real life – though guys existed in Kivotos they were vanishingly rare, and he noted that only a handful of them were in the student body at any given time. Combine that with the fact the three girls in the room weren't exactly desperate to get laid, and he supposed he could understand the wonder.
Though their reactions did make it a bit embarrassing – Ibuki's wonder, Iroha's open arousal, and Hina's embarrassment; his favourite student peering between her fingers across the bath, not having shifted from her spot but clearly wanting to.
So he beckoned her close. Though she hesitated at first she stood stood up, hands over her womanhood and shoulders tense, no doubt embarrassed by her nudity as she made her way over and knelt next to Iroha, the three girls forming a semi-circle before him. With warm cheeks he stood, the water lapping up only to his knees and leaving his cock standing at full mast before them, twitching and erect.
Iroha smirked and sat up, her fingers holding the base. ''So, you gonna instruct us now?''
He rolled his eyes but played along. ''Fine, fine... Iroha, sit up and use your mouth.''
''Your directions are fantastic Sensei.'' She drawled but obeyed, both of them knowing the whole 'sex ed' angle was just an excuse.
Any such thoughts perished from his mind though as Iroha licked the tip of his cock, the simple tongue-stroke sending a shiver dancing up his spine. Something that the tanker noticed quickly as a smirk curled at her lips, her tongue lashing up his twitching tip once, twice thrice and then many more times after that, the motion quickly spiced up as she stroked his cock at different angles. Sometimes it was just little flicks with the tip of her tongue and other times she did a full lick that left his tip twitching against the wet appendage; spit quickly accumulating on his pulsating cock-head.
Which was when Iroha took him into her mouth. The gentle enclosement of her lips felt fantastic, doubly so as she unashamedly slid down and accepted more of his length between her lips, the hot humidity of her mouth sapping the strength from his knees. A sensation further amplified as she sucked her way back to the very tip and lash her tongue around it before taking him back into her mouth; mirth glinting in her eyes as she bobbed her head.
''Mn, that's good... Hina, you take the right, Ibuki you get the left- nng...!''
With enthusiasm Ibuki took the left side, kissing and sucking – her inexperience nullified by just how erotic it felt. Hina was much more reserved but having her lips, pristine and pink, gently purse around the shaft as she sucked on it was heavenly, enticing him to lay a hand on both of their heads and pet them encouragingly. If they minded his wet fingers in their hair they certainly didn't say anything about it; only a soft coo escaping Ibuki as she gave his shaft a good suck.
A sensation amplified further as Hina did the same, clearly not wanting to underperform compared to the younger devil. Her lips popped off but her tongue came back a second later, lapping along the side of his cock and fuelling the needy ache that progressed up his length, the fire in his veins building especially as Iroha slurped on the tip, eyes not leaving his as she riled him up – only to then go back to blowing him, bobbing her head and accept just under half of his cock into her mouth, her lurid slurps making it hard to think straight.
When out of the blue she popped her lips off and shuffled to his left, nudging Ibuki into her previous spot. ''You suck 'im now.''
''Okay~!'' Ibuki cheerily agreed.
And then the next thing he knew he was in her mouth. Her small, hot mouth, a shudder spasming up Sensei's spine as his innocent student gave him a blowjob. She was mindful enough to keep her teeth out of the way but blew him with an enthusiasm that the two senior students on either side of him lacked, the softness of her slim pink lips rapturous – doubly so as Hina and Iroha went back to sucking the sides of his cock, the three girls peering up at him as they worked.
It was impossible to keep a straight face, let alone quench his moans; the noises escaping from his pursed lips freely as their hot breaths washed over his cock. Spit clung to his cock in liberal quantities but none cared in that moment, his girth throbbing like a volcano ready to erupt, the comparison only fuelled by the pre-cum leaking from his tip and readily licked up by the oblivious Ibuki.
''Heeh~? Getting close~?'' Iroha drawled amusedly.
Sensei didn't reply, his lips pursing even as the fog of lust descended over his mind, his cock pulsing and throbbing between the three mouths kissing, sucking and licking his aching girth, their nakedness only fuelling the mad need coursing up his cock and aided by Ibuki's hot mouth, her sucks around the tip almost too much, his cock throbbing-!
And then he came. His knees buckled as he pulled back slightly, his cock-head slipping out of Ibuki's mouth and allowing his load to splatter all over her cute face – ropes of semen splattering across her cheeks, her brow, her nose and her lips, much of it getting in her hair and forcing her left eye closed lest she get some in there too. Her open mouth got her tongue marked with white streaks as his semen landed on it, his right hand grasping his cock then as he beat his meat and aimed for her open mouth; making a total, unashamed mess of Ibuki then and there.
''Hawaah~'' Ibuki mewled, closing her mouth and swallowing. ''Ue... it's so bitter...''
Iroha chuckled whilst Hina sat in embarrassment, red-faced and eyeing Ibuki – until the blonde devil plunged her face beneath the water, washing her face clean with moans about it being so sticky.
Sensei's gaze shamefully remained on her naked form, bent over as she was and emphasising her small rear – when a hand on his stomach nudged him back. Glancing at Iroha he didn't resist and sat down on the edge of the baths, a question on his lips. A question that went unspoken as Iroha slid her creamy thighs over his own, her slender body straddling his own and bringing their loins dangerously close to his; his eyes flitting down to spy the tuft of purplish-red hair above her sex, a wetness not from the baths glistening across her petals.
Clutching onto his right shoulder Iroha lifted herself up a little, giving him that cheeky smirk of hers he was so familiar with as she position herself above his swollen, still-hard manhood, his tip touching her puffy pussy but not entering her. Not yet. But both knew it was inevitable, any desires to stop firmly out the door and long forgotten; a fact fuelled by how he clutched at her rear, helping ease her down little by little.
''Mn- ah...'' Her expression shifted only a little; a subtle twitch and scrunch of her brow. ''Hng... it's in... it's- ngh...''
Sensei's jaw tensed but even he could not hold back the slow, husky groan of relief as his cock was enveloped by Iroha's tight pussy. Her insides parted for his cock and he could feel her petals graze his girth as she worked her way down, her breathing becoming tight as she rocked her hips to ease herself onto it. He kept one hand on her ass but put his other on her hip, pulling her down more and feeling himself be encased by her searing tightness, her narrow pussy just barely able to take his cock.
Iroha hissed through pursed lips and kept rolling her hips, grinding herself down on his dick. The undulating motions were overwhelming, his mind bereft of higher thought as his student rode his cock – when she dug her knees into the tile and started to ride him. Slow at first but after a few experimental bounces Iroha got more into the swing of thighs, her unabashedly cheeky grin coming back as she dropped herself onto his cock.
''How's it feel Sensei, huh?'' Iroha teased. ''Does my pussy feel good?''
Hearing her say that so openly, with barely a hint of embarrassment, sent shudders roiling through him – unable to vocalise an answer as he simply bucked his hips. The sudden penetration made her moan and tilt her head back, hands loosely clutching onto his shoulders as she worked her hips, her slow bounces torturous in the best way possible and her insides clamping around him as she bobbed onto him.
Their closeness lured his gaze to her lips then, aware of how close they were to his own – and without warning Iroha closed the distance, kissing him. It was sudden but hardly unwanted; a groan escaping Sensei as he reciprocated, his hands returning to her ass as he helped lift her up his cock before gravity yanked her back down, her bounces gaining momentum as pleasure no doubt wore away at her laziness. Her fault for being on top.
Splashing water though lured his gaze over to Hina. She looked almost like a kicked puppy in that moment, clearly wanting to join in but far too reserved to muster the effort – jealousy mixing with forlorn hope in her eyes too. Seeing that he kept his left hand on Iroha's small ass and extended his right out to Hina, stealing a quick kiss from Iroha as he beckoned his favourite student close.
''C'mon up.'' He managed to grunt out.
Hina obliged, scarlet-faced as she took his hand and sat on his right. Without thinking twice Sensei wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her flush against his side, her squeak more audible as he looked her way – and then it was silenced as he kissed her. Even though it only lasted a few moments for Hina it must've been a lifetime, her eyes wide with alarm, yet hardly a speck of diswant was found within.
His hand slid down her thigh at the same time, stroking her leg and making her shiver, a soft moan slipping out of her. He relished the adorable noise and kissed her again – when Iroha cupped his cheek and lured him back into a kiss with her, her tongue boldly brushing against his teeth. He let them part and the tanker shoved her tongue into his mouth unhesitatingly, wrestling with his own wet appendage as they groaned together.
Iroha broke it off quickly though, a gasp preluding the groan that escaped her as she leaned back slightly; hands coming to rest on his knees as she focused on riding him – the swift up-down motions heaven and making him buck his hips on instinct, his dick fitting inside her snug pussy with only a modicum of difficulty. If anything the tightness just made it so much better, always a hint of resistance felt before he was in deep and encouraging them to move faster and rougher.
A hand over the back of his right, however, reminded him about Hina – and her submissive wants.
He didn't think, didn't question; he let his hand be guided between her pale, creamy thighs and stroked her pussy. She was wet he noticed immediately and ran his fingers along her slit aplenty, pressing and rubbing blindly – his attention torn between her and Iroha. Mercifully even a gentle touch was enough to make Hina clamp her thighs around his hand and lean against him for support, her moans as cute as they were arousing.
''Sensei, ah, Sens- nn...!'' The Prefect Head moaned out.
He didn't reply, on account of Iroha squeezing a moan out of him – her pussy seizing ever so snugly around him, sending dire need throbbing up his cock. He couldn't resist it, his hips bucking and thrusting him up into her tight cunt, feeling her lips graze his length as he plunged between them, the added friction faint but oh so hot. Doubly so as Iroha fixated him with a tight, cheeky grin, both knowing what was coming – and both wanting the most sinful of outcomes.
Hissing Sensei tried to endure, to resist – but the slick heat clenching him was too much. The way she bounced onto him, how her thighs bumped against his, her lightweight form falling upon his lap and her bare chest heaving with every gasped breath; she was too erotic. Looking left didn't help as he saw Ibuki watching with naked wonder whilst to his right Hina peered up at him with rosy cheeks and lidded eyes, his fingers stroking her puffy slit and making her whimper-!
''Crap...!''
Tension build, swelled, surged – and with a moan Sensei busted his load inside of Iroha. Her pussy tightened, clenching like a vice around him as she gasped with him – coaxing out gush after gush of cum from him, made plentiful by months of being backed-up. She grinded herself down onto his lap, gasping and shuddering, his own upward thrusts jolting her body and making her throw her head back – each breath sharp and ragged as she rode out her own orgasm.
Steadily her motions slowed as did his own, pleasure reaching its peak and seizing their muscles up – when with a groan Iroha slumped onto his lap, fatigued. Still her pussy clenched and squeezed him, the slightest twitch of muscle making her pleasure him still, prompting Sensei to give her ass a little grope and lift. Enough for Iroha herself to take the hint, her moan slow as she lifted herself up inch by inch, his gleaming cock revealed – until the tip sprung free from her pussy, a slow but steady trickle of cum leaking out.
''Hehe... totally worth the effort...'' Iroha grinned lopsidedly at him, managing to lower herself down into the water before slumping against the bath's edge, just catching her breath.
His dick, however, remained at full attention – rock-hard when surrounded by three cute students.
Sensei was stirred out of his post-nut daze though by a dainty hand – one belonging to Hina, the horned student demurely stroking his dick. The want in her eyes was abundantly clear and he leaned down to her level, lips meeting hers in a slow, gentle kiss that made her absolutely melt by his side, her moan one of open delight. He didn't tease her for it, delighted to see her happy even as he shifted on top of her; guiding Hina onto her back.
By the time they broke off the kiss she was laid back with him between her legs; his dick twitching above her groin. Hina glanced down at it with rosy cheeks but nodded up at him, her legs opening a tiny bit wider as if to affirm her desire – and so without question he grasped his length and brushed the tip down her slit. Her puffy petals were slick and sticky against his cock-head, the mere contact enough to make him shiver with how sensitive he was. Yet he didn't put it in right away; teasing her for just a second or two more, his tip brushing against her slit a tiny bit more-
And then he sunk in. She tensed briefly only to relax just as fast, her discomfort short-lived and a moan quick to escape her small lips. Lips he claimed in a kiss, devouring Hina's moan as he sunk himself in deeper – her tight, virginal pussy opened up inch by inch, his rocking hips burying him in until he was practically hilted within the Prefect Head. She was just as tight as Iroha but there was a delicateness to Hina that Iroha lacked, one that made him pause and give her a moment to adjust.
''Mm... Sensei...'' Caressing his cheek the petite devil smiled up at him. ''You can move now, it's okay...''
Breathing out an agreement Sensei complied, pulling his hips back only to slide back in just as steadily – pushing a moan out of Hina as he filled her up. The way her face scrunched up was just adorable but it was the hint of huskiness to her moan that made it truly sexy, her petite, delicate form hiding the fact she was one of the strictest and strongest people in Kivotos. A strength absent in this moment as she submitted entirely to him, trusting him wholeheartedly and doing so with love in her eyes.
He didn't betray that trust; retaining a steady tempo as he pistoned himself into Hina, her slick walls seizing around his length and squeezing him lovingly as he filled her up, every pump making her tense and every retreat causing her to press her thighs against his hips, silently asking him not to pull out. The way her loins clenched around him and practically sucked him back in only reinforced that sinful desire, the luridity of her hold gradually eroding his self-restraint.
''Mm, ah, Sensei...'' Hina tipped her head back, eyes half-lidded as she peered up at him. ''I can feel you so deep inside of me... it feels so much better than I, imagined...''
She caught herself, face reddening, but he withheld the tease on the tip of his tongue – instead diving in and kissing her. She was more than happy to reciprocate; moaning into his mouth and cupping his cheeks as she returned the favour, her legs finally locking around his waist properly, preventing him from pulling out. The silent askance only made his thrusts gain momentum, pumping him between her folds and hilting him in her narrow pussy, the tip knocking on the gates of her womb with every buck of his hips.
The height difference between them did mean he had to arch his back a bit to make it work angling himself to kiss and fuck her at the same time, but he made do – all so he could bury his cock in Hina and make her cry out in delight, her body reciprocating his lust and encouraging him to pound her all the more. Gentleness flaked away as primal lust took its place, their flesh beginning to meet with louder smacks and slaps, his balls hitting her ass as he hilted himself deep in her drooling sex.
''Nn! Ah! H-Haagh!'' Her nails dug into his shoulders as she held on, moans forcing themselves out of Hina between every breath. ''Sensei, don't stop, don't stop!''
A quick kiss was his answer; his groan made against her forehead as he focused on moving his hips, sheathing him between her nether lips and into her hot core. Her arousal clung to his cock in a slick sheen, letting him plap the devil-girl all the more, the wet slap of flesh growing in volume until it was echoing off of the walls alongside Hina's sweet cries – his pulsating girth driven deep into her tight, needy pussy-!
Until he peaked, slamming up into her one final time and emptying his balls inside of her – mind purged white as he flooded her depths. He felt her spasm and thrash in the throes of ecstasy but his mind was faraway in that moment, pleasure dominating his thoughts as he madly pressed and bucked his hips, a slew of short thrusts pumping him across Hina's slick walls and spurting his semen deep inside of her, the consequences of such a thing ignored in their moment of euphoria.
A euphoria that was fast to evaporate – clarity rushing back in and forcing a groan out of Sensei, his hypersensitive dick pulled out with a buck of his hips. Hina flinched from its sudden absence, moaning weakly but opening her legs without resistance and letting him stumble to his feet.
The sight of Hina Sorasaki, sprawled across the wet tiles nude and with a rosy face, her pussy overflowing with his cum and her fingers brushing through the thin river of white – it was an image that burned itself into his mind immediately.
''Hey! Is it my turn now~?''
Ibuki's curious tone stirred him out of him orgasmic daze, turning his eyes on the shortest devil present – and his dick ached with renewed hardness as he found her just standing there, not at all embarrassed by her nudity and letting him see everything, from her flat chest to her smooth slit to her devil tail that that curled around her waist and pressed into her tummy – the heart-shaped tip pointing down south. Like an arrow.
Was that intentional, he had to wonder? Was Ibuki secretly much lewder than Iroha and Hina combined?
In the end he didn't pursue such a question and instead put his hand on Ibuki back, nudging her towards the bath's edge. She gladly complied, a chirp escaping her even as she climbed onto the edge and knelt on all fours – needing to do so due to her short height. Not that he was complaining with the view he got; his cock caressed in one hand as he shifted behind the blonde devil, his tip pressing against her puffy slit.
And then he penetrated her.
'Fuck-!'
She was tight. Probably due to her smaller figure but still, it felt almost impossible to fit anything more than his tip in – but with a hiss of effort Sensei grabbed her hips and pushed forth, managing to sink himself in a bit more. Ibuki whimpered in discomfort but didn't protest, her back tensing and tail curling around his right wrist even as he started rocking his hips; each pump sinking him in a little bit deeper.
''Just relax Ibuki.'' Sensei grunted out.
''O-Okay.'' The angelic devil whimpered back.
It felt almost wrong to do this with someone so innocent and pure – but the wetness around his cock told she wasn't nearly as innocent as she seemed, her pussy strangling his cock even as he fitted more of himself into her. It was a challenge in and of itself, forced to be gentle but needing to be a little rough to bury himself in deeper, his lust demanding nothing less than a full penetration. A desire he set about satiating.
''Mm! Sensei, Ibuki can feel you, nn, in her tummy...!''
Even if her 'dirty talk' was more embarrassing than arousing. Iroha found it amusing though, her snort audible from his right as she watched the proceedings – and when he glanced over he found her rubbing herself off unashamedly, right hand between her legs and playing with her pussy. She met his eyes and smirked openly, continuing to rub herself off even as she turned her eyes back onto Ibuki, watching the mascot-like girl be deflowered.
Gritting his teeth Sensei groaned out a breath, rocking his hips just a bit more – and a moan forced itself out of him as he finally hilted inside of Ibuki, pretty much his entire length buried in her unimaginable tightness. He didn't doubt he was in as much as physically possible, his tip practically kissing her cervix as he filled her virginal sex to the brim, her whimpers evidence of her discomfort. He stroked her back at that, soothing her, and she let out a pleased mewl in return – helped further when Hina reached over to stroke her hair, doing her best to soothe the small girl.
'Fuck, I might cum quickly at this rate...' Just being inside her was intense – thrusting? It felt like she'd squeeze out his orgasm in record time.
It was perhaps that sentiment that guided his right hand around to her clit, stroking the little bundle of nerves. Ibuki's thighs buckled and she let out a sinful moan, pitch high but pleasure abundantly clear in her tone – only encouraging Sensei to rub her clit more as he began to thrust. He started slow but just feeling her walls clench and clamp around him was pure heaven, his dick buried all the way inside her and bumping him against her butt.
Her very cute butt; perky and peachy as it was. He ran his left hand up her back and felt her muscles tense under his touch, his hand soon grazing down to her thigh and giving it a squeeze too. Ibuki whined at that and peeked back at him – a mixture of embarrassment and lust gleaming in her sole visible eye, her ass pushing back towards him a little. He paid her back with a rough thrust, clapping her cheeks and fucking a squeal out of the devil-girl, her clenching insides nearly pushing him over the edge.
''Sensei, I feel something c-coming...'' Ibuki mewled out between moans. ''Feels good, feels... ah, ahh...!''
Both of his hands flew to her hips and he picked up the pace, groans of relief forcing their way from his throat as he went balls-deep in the short girl – her cries evolving into squeals as he went to town on her, their flesh clapping together and pressure soaring up his length-!
When he peaked, hilting inside of Ibuki's tight pussy and busting his load – a deluge of seed flooding her small womb and quickly overflowing around his pulsating girth. Ibuki squealed, arms giving out under her as she came for the very first time, pleasure rendering her a spasming mess that he shamelessly nutted inside of; groin flush against her cheeks as he did his best to get as much of his seed in her womb as humanly possible.
Until with a moan he pulled out; his tip slipping out with a wet-sounding pop. ''Fuck...''
Ibuki replied with a dazed moan, slumping with her ass still up, creampied and fucked silly.
Alas he only had a short reprieve before Hina and Iroha shifted on either side of Ibuki, hands atop the tile and legs in the water – bending over and silently asking for more, a grin on Iroha's face and a shy smile on Hina's.
They wouldn't leave the baths for another hour.
And by the time he was finished with them, all three girls walked with limps... and with the promise of this being a weekly date.
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