Chapter 51
by
Maco2
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Chapter 50 : A Sensitive Clitoris
Komi jerks violently when his finger touches her most sensitive spot, a strangled cry escaping her throat.
" Ah ! Ishi ! It's... it's... . "
She claws at the sheets, her whole body tensing as pleasure courses through her. Komi's hypersensitive body responds to his hand, bringing her to a level of pleasure she never could have imagined.
" Oh, Komi ! Your body is so sensitive... I'm barely touching your clitoris ! We'll have to make up for that with more sessions later, but for now I have a challenge to overcome. "
His finger presses lightly on her clitoris, rubbing her pleasure button. Komi writhes and moans shamelessly as he stimulates her most sensitive spot, her hips involuntarily struggling against his hand.
" Oh my God, Ishi ! Your finger... it's incredible ! "
He circles his finger over her clitoris. Komi tries to resist the pleasure... .
" You have to stay in control ! Fight this pleasure ! "
Komi bites her lip, struggling to hold back her impending orgasm.
" I'm trying, Ishi ! But it's so hard... . Your touch is overwhelming ! "
She clenches the sheets tightly, her knuckles turning white as she struggles to resist the growing pressure.
" Don't stop, please ! I want to see how far I can go... . "
Despite her words, Komi's body trembles on the edge, a thin layer of sweat covering her skin.
" That's my student ! Hang in there, Komi ! "
He takes malicious pleasure in rubbing her clitoris with his finger. As soon as she gets excited, he slows down... allowing her to remain aroused without climaxing. Komi struggles but is mad with desire as pleasure courses through her body. It's a breathtaking sight.
Komi writhes and moans, her hips thrashing erratically against his finger as he pushes her to the brink of orgasm again and again.
" Ishi, please ! I can't... I'm too close ! "
Her inner walls throb and contract desperately.
" I need... I need... . "
Not wanting her to come just yet, Ishi slows down and removes his finger, letting her catch her breath as her pussy continues to contract. Komi collapses onto the bed, panting, as he refuses to let her come... .
" Nnngh ! Ishi, you're teasing me ! "
She looked up at him with a misty, pleading gaze.
" I was so close... . "
Komi reached out her arms to him.
" Please don't leave me like this. I need your magic hands, your guidance. "
" I'm letting you catch your breath. You were about to hyperventilate. Don't worry, I promised to be your official tutor ! I won't lose... you resist as best you can. Knowing and containing your pleasure are two fundamental things for a girlfriend. "
Komi takes a few deep breaths, trying to calm her racing heart and the throbbing pain of pleasure between her thighs.
" You're right, Ishi. Controlling my reactions is crucial to satisfying Tadano... and for my own development. "
She nods, a determined gleam in her eyes despite the veil of desire.
" I'll do my best to resist, to savor every delicious sensation without succumbing too soon. It's all part of the learning process, after all. "
" Okay, let's continue... . I'm changing the position of my fingers. "
He places his thumb gently on her clitoris and the rest of his fingers on her pussy lips. He moves slowly... to gently increase her pleasure. The sensation of her pussy on his fingers is incredible.
Komi gasps and writhes as his fingers resume their sensual ****, her hips instinctively rocking against his hand.
" Oh Ishi... your touch is pure magic ! "
Her pussy throbs on his fingers, coating them with her creamy excitement.
" I feel like I'm melting from the inside, every nerve ablaze with pleasure. "
Komi throws her head back, lost in her sensations, her breasts rising with each ragged breath.
" Please... don't stop. I need... I need more ! "
He increases the pace a little, finding the right speed for Komi. She loves the pleasure but remains lucid.
" Do my fingers on your pussy feel good ? No discomfort ? "
Komi shakes her head vigorously, a blissful smile on her lips.
" No, no discomfort ! Just pure, unadulterated pleasure. "
Her hips undulate to the rhythm of his fingers in pursuit of exquisite sensations.
" Your touch is so intuitive, so attuned to my needs. It's as if you can read my body language perfectly. "
Komi's voice is hoarse, punctuated by soft moans and heavy breathing. She herself is lost in this pleasure she could never have imagined.
What's next?
Komi can communicate, but... [ Complete ]
From harasser to coach
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