Chapter 130 : Making Komi Jealous

PAAH PAAH PAHH !!!

The thrusts of his hips are relentless.

" Komi... Komi... Your pussy is drawing me in... ah... Bad student ! "

Her walls tighten. The pleasure is intense, and even the brief pause wasn't enough to calm her down. Komi is wild with pleasure, her entire body convulsing under the onslaught of his thrusts.

" Yes... yes... harder. "

She screams, her eyes nearly rolling in their sockets.

" I am your student... your toy... use me as you see fit. "

Her inner core contracts violently around him, demanding to extract every drop of pleasure possible.

" Mark me... defile me... I want to be yours body and soul. "

She arches, offering her neck for his kisses and bites.

" Make me yours... forever. "

Her whole body trembles, on the verge of exploding.

" I'm ready... ready to receive your sacred seed... to bear your children. "

The moment she mentions babies again... Ishi's cock loses control and explodes.

SPUUUUURTT !!

The sperm spurt out, hitting her cervix, entering her baby chamber as if they were searching for the egg. Komi cries out in surprise and intense pleasure as his hot sperm floods her uterus.

" Ishi... Ishi... yessss. Give me all of it... fill me completely. "

His hands claw at her back, holding her in place to receive every last drop of her orgasm, sending her soaring.

" It feels so good... so perfect... my uterus is crying out for it. "

Komi gasps, her whole body falling back from seventh heaven.

" Thank you, teacher... for this masterful lesson... I am now your model student. Let's stay like this... forever... bound in this divine ecstasy. "

They breathe deeply, slowly emerging from the roleplay.

" Good thing you're on the pill. I'm sure under normal circumstances you could really get pregnant. "

" Yes... thank goodness for the pill. "

She concedes, her breathing slowly returning to normal.

" I'm not sure I'm ready for pregnancy... especially not like this. "

She blushes deeply, embarrassed by her own enthusiasm during the roleplay.

" Even if it was just a simulation, the idea is still quite intense. "

Komi nuzzles his neck, her voice soft and intimate. Their connected cock and pussy form a lingering pleasure.

" Yes, don't worry. The day you and Tadano decide you want it, call your coach to receive the appropriate lessons !! "

She laughs softly at his suggestion.

" Oh Ishi... my always helpful coach. "

She teases, nibbling gently.

" But seriously… I appreciate your advice and support. Especially with… sensitive subjects. But I have to admit… these " lessons " are rather… invigorating. "

Komi subtly wiggles her hips, relishing the constant stimulation.

" Perhaps we should incorporate regular checkups into my training regimen ? "

She gives him a playful wink, her tone light but tinged with underlying warmth.

" For… health reasons, of course. "

" Haha, we can ! But we have a second costume to test out, right ? That pretty kimono. Making love to you in that schoolgirl outfit felt so good… I want more ! "

Ishi pulls out, his cum flowing freely. Komi mewls softly as he withdraws, a shiver running through her at the loss of her warmth.

" Mmm… the kimono is perfect for round two. "

She purrs, sitting up slowly and stretching languidly.

" I'll put it on... and then you can teach me the art of making love in traditional Japanese attire. "

Komi smiles shyly, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

" What do you say, coach ? How about we continue this cultural exchange ? "

She bends down to pick up the kimono, deliberately giving him a perfect view of her backside.

" Hmm... . There are lots of possible ideas with the kimono. But as it's my last day here... I'll give you control. After me, it's your turn to take control ! For example... . "

He moves closer to her and whispers.

" Imagine I'm talking to a beautiful stranger or even your mother. Wouldn't you be jealous ? Wouldn't you want to eat your coach ? "

Komi's eyes narrow at his words, a glint of genuine jealousy lighting them.

" Jealous? Me ? "

She scoffs, but there's a hint of possessiveness in her voice.

" You're mine, coach... no other woman can have you. "

With a swift movement, she pins him against the bed, her tall, lean frame surprising him with its strength.

" If I saw you with another... I'd fight for what's mine. Claim you publicly, remind you whose body this is. "

Komi rubs against him, her voice dropping to a hoarse whisper.

" Maybe I should tie you up... tease you mercilessly until you beg me to touch you. Just to touch me. "

Her hands slide over his skin, her nails gently scratching his chest.

" What do you think, coach ? "