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Chapter 13 by Gatsha Gatsha

Today's lesson will be...

Mr. Player's sex education! (Pink Trigger)

Really, not enough young adults are learning about these things these days, in my opinion. I'd educate Jessica on two topics at once. I pulled the book out of my bag and opened it in front of her.

Jessica might not be able to fluently read English, but she could definitely interpret the pictures. Her face immediately grew red as she saw what I had laid in front of her was essentially a diagram of a penis, labeling the different parts. "W-w-what the heck?!" she shouted, banging her desk and turning back up to me with an offended face.

Ah! That reaction was adorable. I cleared my throat, giving my best fun-guy smile again. Miss Jessica, you wanted to play a prank on your friends, right? A dirty joke is the fastest way to do that. With an expert teacher like me, you can quickly learn all kinds of dirty English words and phrases to bombard them with before they can recover.

"Eeeeh?" Jessica trailed off. She turned back to the page with her eyes shut, squinting out of one with a suddenly bashful expression. "I... I can't believe you had this stuff in your bag."

I told you I was a world-renowned teach of many subjects, right? Now, Jessica, try and start reading these. I'll be right behind you, helping you.

"I dunno about this... b-but okay. No matter how dumb it is, I gotta give you a proper shot, or mom and dad'll freak. Now, this one is..... P... puh..."

Come now, Jessica. I know you know this one. Don't trip at the very start.

"... <P-penis>..."

Ah!

Very good, Miss Jessica.

"... <P-pure-pube... Urethura... Gurans...>"

You're already quite talented! Why not move on to this diagram here?

"... <Anus. Rectum. Ejacu... Ejacuratory duct.>"

Cute! That burning red face, those butchered words! I felt myself stirring. Move onto this one. Rather than just labels, this one describes a situation.

"... <At midderu addo... addorescence, za young maeru begins to expuroru his... s-sekshueru identity. He may begin to experiment w..... with masturabation.>"

Yes! Yes, he definitely may! Hahaha!

"... <Teach yoer daughter zat toushing her.... b-bazina... is to be d-> Wait a minute wait a minute! Hold up a sec! Isn't this just gonna make me look like a pervert? Like 'oh, I just learned a bunch of dirty words in sex ed class! Have you heard of <bazina, Battura?!> That's only gonna be embarassing for me!"

Ah...! She had a fair point. I was surprised my Pink Trigger couldn't get me farther here. I thought it was about time to give up...

I heard something thunk in the hallway. The designated assailant, here to end my life? ... I thought it might be something else.

I told Jessica to keep with it. The truth of the matter was that I had to head here in a rush from another teaching session. This dirty book was, unfortunately, the only one I had. If she didn't put an honest effort into studying it, I'd be in hot water with her parents. In return for her good work, I'd help her out. Her pronunciation was still lacking. I'd help her repeat those phrases, over and over again, until she could repeat them by heart.

Jessica sighed, then slapped both sides of her face. Ah, so she's willing to work hard on something that obviously has nothing to do with her succeeding the headship, but just to make her parents happy... That good girl was having quite a hard time with the pronunciation of "vagina," so I helped her out. After she'd said "vagina" enthusiastically about ten times, I suddenly heard an awkward shuffle in the hallway. I chuckled to myself.

...

My time quickly passed this way, and before we knew it, Jessica was speaking perfect, if pervy, English. Not bad, if I do say so myself.

"Mr. Player... thanks, but I'm gonna stop here. Kanon's gonna be in any second to let me know the cousins are here. I'll die if he hears me talking about <male organs> or something when he opens the door."

Ah, Kanon... The servant Natsuhi spoke of before, right? It matters to you what that servant thinks of you?

"Ehehehehe...! Um, you know... N-no girl wants any boy or anyone else hearing them talking about <penises>, right? Ehe...!" this girl flushed even harder when she talked about that boy. Ah, Jessica... you're too easy to read, and even cuter when you're talking about love instead of male anatomy.

Finally, the door opened. Ah... this is what I was waiting for. Kanon had arrived to fetch Jessica, and did so with his most professional bow and manners, but...

Ahahaha! Kanon, what's with that flustered face? You look like you're the one who's been talking about sexual organs for an hour! What's with that funny stance? Do you think you're hiding your erection, standing like that? Of course, I didn't say that to the poor boy.

Both of those awkward, reddened young folks bid me farewell as they headed out to spend time with the other Ushiromiyas. I was sure I saw Jessica glance down a couple of times, looking exactly where I had been. So it's on your mind too, huh, Jessica?

So cute, that pair... I followed them to the door and peered after them, watching them move down the hall. To my surprise, Jessica was even telling Kanon a bit of what she'd just been up to. Perhaps she thought clearing the air would make it less awkward.

How delightful. Something about this scenario I wrote feels a bit off... Hm. Still, isn't it nice to see young love?

I retreated to Jessica's room again and locked the room. There. I expected that with the events of the day, I might even be forgotten. I'd still die, though. A proper closed-room ****. Hahahahahaa.

I thought to myself that, as endings go, this was a relatively wholesome one, in spite of my dirty mind and tricks. Jessica probably wouldn't come back here for anything, since she'd sleep in the guest house, so my adventure had come to a close.

...

As iiiiiiif!!

<Oh my God! This American is so horny!!>

Can you imagine, being locked up with such a sexy young woman talking about bodies banging for an hour and having to hide your erection?! Fitting of a closed room ****, I made a gruesome, occult mess. Nobody would be able to explain later how the mysterious tutor, Mr. H. I. Player had managed to get cum all over Jessica's cute bed, over her entire wardrobe of clothes, over her neatly folded panties that had been strewn all across the floor, and all over her shower! How had he done this, without so much as a dirty magazine to stimulate his mind?!

That, my friends, was a magic trick produced by love. It was also a secret Jessica and I (and maybe Kanon) would be taking to our graves.

Well. I'd have to meet her for another lesson there. That "grave" came to me pretty fast. After I'd finally managed to tap myself out, I had taken to peeking out the window to see the cousins having a chat. Before I could even register someone had joined me, I felt a hard shove at my back. I also felt a knife twist in. I think I was dead before I even hit the bush outside.

What's next?

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