A Lesson for Sensei
Chapter 4
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Hey guys ^^ now here’s chapter four of a lesson for
sensei. I think Iruka is going to have a lot of fun don’t you. Oh and I didn’t
mention this before, but NO FLAMES! I’m sorry, but I’ve had flames before and I
don’t like them. I don’t mind constructive criticism, but no comments about how
bad the story is.
Just had to get that off my chest now I can go to
the story, as usual read, review, and enjoy.
Now let’s begin ^^
Lesson for Sensei
4
Iruka pushed against her hearing her moan softly he
wanted to hear more. She had piqued his interest and he wanted more. He rubbed
her back kissing her neck softly, "Tell me...more...my little
student..."
Anko moaned running her fingers through Iruka's hair, "Then after I ride
you, you could take me again. Binding my wrists to the bedposts with your
ribbons, belts, and anything else that you want. Then binding my ankles against
the bed making it where I can't move while you fuck me. I can only scream and
moan as you pound me into the bed. Biting my neck whispering dirty little
things in my ear about what else you want to do to me. Call me your dirty
little student. Who's so bad that she has to fuck her teacher in order to pass.
A dirty student who's so bad she doesn't care who she gets it from as long as she
gets fucked good and hard. A student who wants to be fucked by her teacher so
bad that she'll suck him off after class in order for that to happen." she
moaned rubbing herself harder against Iruka. Iruka moaned pushing upwards into
Anko removing her trench coat letting it slide to the floor. She hugged Iruka
closer feeling his hands on her backside squeezing her butt gently.
Anko moaned knowing that what she says next might actually break Iruka's
resolve. She had to admit she expected Iruka to tell her to get off of him
because she was breaking the rules not grind against her. She knew that deep
down inside Iruka was a pervert and probably a good fuck.
She moaned leaning towards his ear, "You know what would be the best thing
though."
"No...what..." Iruka panted. Anko turned Iruka's head to look at her,
"You would be one fucking me sensei..." she drawled out seeing
Iruka's resolve break when he kissed her feverishly pushing her against the
desk. Anko moaned smiling this is what she wanted she was so happy.