Stealing Spree

Chapter 2840: Self-Control Lesson, again *

I only chuckled at her words as I hefted the duffel bags one by one into the compartment. Orimura-sensei’s eyes followed every movement as if she were waiting for me to respond and not ignore her.

With her arms remaining crossed tightly under her chest, I could tell she was trying to hold back whatever storm was brewing behind that glare.

In any case, the casual blouse she’d changed truly accentuated her charm. The faint outline of her bra visible through the thin material was quite effective on me.

“Straighten my way...” I replied as I shut the compartment door before turning to face her fully. “So, do you have a new lesson for me today, sensei? But be honest, you’ve been enjoying this shameless version of me every chance you get, Sensei.”

As always, despite her expression, her face would always give her away. Her cheeks turned crimson as she grabbed my collar, yanking me up the bus.

“Shut up and get inside before the others finish changing. I’m not letting you off the hook after what I saw back there with Kawakami and Kanno. Are their chests that tempting to you, you pervert?”

Obviously, the bus was empty. It didn’t have a tinted window but the way the vehicle sat at the far end of the lot gave us a decent pocket of privacy. At least until the team started filing out.

And considering there were little to no people in this place due to most students who watched the game had already exited out of the school gates, we’ve got the place for ourselves.

I let her pull me up the steps, just watching how she seemed to be in a rush.

She didn’t waste time. The second the door hissed shut behind us, she shoved me down onto one of the seats at the back and climbed right onto my lap, straddling me like she was fighting against time.

“Sensei...” I started, but her hand clamped over my mouth, her other one already working at the button of my pants.

“Don’t you dare ‘Sensei’ me right now, you shameless brat... I’m correcting you right now.” She declared authoritatively as if she still believed it held power between us. But well, watching her act like this was pretty exciting in itself, so I clamped my mouth shut and simply let my hand do the talking.

Ignoring how I cupped her squishy behind, pushing her closer to me, Orimura-sensei started, “Do you think you can flirt with half the team, let those two seniors practically smother you with their chest, and then walk away as if nothing happened? I saw how hard you were getting. Don’t even try to deny it.”

“I’m not denying anything. Honestly, I got saved by that knock on the door.” I replied. I didn’t need to lie. I was about to suck on Kawakami-senpai right there and it would probably leave a mark regardless of how light I do it.

Satsuki and Ria already scolded me for it and then offered their chests for me to satisfy myself. And Orimura-sensei saw it all. That’s why we’re here, after all.

Her fingers made quick work of my zipper, tugging my pants and boxers down just enough to free my cock. It sprang up instantly, already half-hard from the earlier teasing in the locker room and now fully throbbing under her gaze.

“Hmph. This time, you’re gonna have to relearn self-control.” She said as she began rolling her blouse next, giving me an unobstructed view of her toned stomach and the simple black sports bra. Slowly, she also slid it upwards, baring it to me.

The perky tips of her cherries were already hardening, enough that I found myself gulping at the sight.

But the moment I started leaning in, she held my head at bay.

“Brat, I just said self-control. Y-you’re not allowed to... touch or suck on it. Just watch.”

... This lesson again, huh? But I guess this was a different variation.

Soon, Orimura-sensei began shifting on my lap. Through our eye contact, she communicated what she wanted me to do.

I understood it instantly. With a smile, I nodded, “Got it, sensei.”

Upon saying that, I released my hold on her butt and unbuttoned her jeans. Then, as she lifted herself, I pulled it down to her knees, along with her panties.

The thin black fabric caught briefly on her thighs before sliding down with a soft rustle, revealing the smooth, athletic curve of her mound and the glistening slit of her sacred place.

Her folds were flushed a deep pink, the outer lips slightly parted as if her body had been aching for this the entire time we’d been alone. A faint sheen of wetness trailed down her inner thigh, catching the dim light filtering through the bus windows.

Orimura-sensei let out a shaky breath as she settled back down, her bare slit pressing down against the underside of my throbbing cock.

The heat of her was almost scalding as her love juices coated my length the moment our skin met. She rocked her hips once, grinding her clit along my length with a meticulous rhythm that made her thighs tremble from the sensation.

“This is your lesson, brat. You watch. You feel. But you don’t get to take it until I say so.”

Her eyes locked onto mine, shining with challenge and barely restrained need. I could see the flush spreading down her neck.

After my whole length became coated by her, she lifted herself just enough before reaching for my cock to prop it up, letting the head nudge against her entrance.

The tip kissed her dripping folds before she sank an inch, enveloping me in tight heat.

Both of us released a subdued groan from that electrifying sensation.

When I glanced up at her, she immediately shut my mouth before I opened it by kissing me. Like this, her walls fluttered around the head of my cock like they were trying to pull me deeper on their own. But she held herself there, refusing to take more.

When our lips separated, she seductively whispered, “H-hold it in, shameless brat. Don’t you dare thrust up. I’m gonna teach this one a lesson.”

I inwardly chuckled. She really couldn’t help but twist this ‘correcting session’ of hers into her almost senseless excuse to be this intimate with me.

“What if I couldn’t hold myself back, sensei? I mean... you’re squeezing me tight. And with all this temptation in front of me... I can only hold on for so long.” I replied while I continued pulling her jeans down, taking them off completely before placing them down at her side. This way, she wouldn’t feel so restrained.

She glanced at it and bit her lip, but she didn’t scold me for doing so. Instead, she just answered my question.

“T-then endure it... Only then will I give you a pass.”

Upon saying that, she rolled her hips again as though trying to find an angle to take me. By doing so, she sank, taking another inch of my cock. The obscene sound of her sacred place stretching around me filled the quiet bus. Her juices continued flowing down my length, dripping down to my balls as she gradually sank further until she was fully seated.

Her ass settled against my thighs and her inner walls clenched rhythmically around every throbbing vein.

I brought my hands to her waist, holding her steady. The urge to pull her down and thrust up was insane, but I held back. Barely.

Her insides were squeezing hard as she tried to milk me even though she wasn’t moving yet.

At this point, her lips dropped on mine again, locking us in a passionate kiss.

Her tongue pushed in without waiting for permission and searched for mine. She kissed like she was scolding me and rewarding me at the same time. The taste and sensation were making my cock twitch hard inside her.

Self-control. That was the damn lesson, right? Even when every instinct screamed at me to thrust up and bury myself to the hilt. This is quite a torture.

But then again, I’m all for satisfying her.

When she broke the kiss, she braced her hands on my shoulders, using them for leverage as she rode me properly now, bouncing on my lap.

The long, deep strokes made her athletic thighs flex and her breasts bounce under the pushed-up sports bra right in front of my eyes.

The sight was insane. Her nipples, stiff and dark pink, brushed against the fabric with every rise and fall. Sweat already beaded on her collarbone and trickled down between her tits. I wanted to lean in, catch it with my tongue, and suck one of those hard peaks into my mouth until she cried out my name.

I tried to reach for it again, but her hand blocked my face before saying,

“Y-you’re not learning, you shameless brat. Hngg~”

After bouncing a few more times, her insides squeezed tightly as she reached her climax. Her lower body convulsed as she squirmed uncontrollably. She kissed me again to muffle her moan but all it did was to add another layer of pleasure for her. Her love juices spilled down, wetting the seat beneath us.

Once her body stopped convulsing, she weakly pushed herself up before saying, “... I-it’s not over yet. I haven’t made you forget about their chests yet.”