Sex and Marriage S&M

Chapter 2: Realizations

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It was awkward.

Awakening to the uncomfortable fleshy thing poking her, realizing that she was in her teacher's bed, in a word awkward.

It didn't seem as if today was any different from any other day, the light still streamed into this unfamiliar room, and her body still awoke naturally at 6:14 dreading the sound of her alarm clock at 6:15. Sometimes she'd wake up a bit earlier. She would always prepare her alarm clock in case she nearly overslept because she dreaded being late to school.

In fact she'd rather miss class one day than walk in the middle of lecture.

"Mmmm…stop moving Fumino-chan…" slurred Ojiro-sensei from right behind her, still cupping her pliant breast in his calloused hand.

Truthfully, his calloused thumb did feel sort of good and she felt a strange heat buildup in her body, but at the same time the strongest emotion was embarrassment and she didn't like the tumultuous feelings he aroused. They frightened her, as if her body was running away without her, a slight arousal.

God, that was the wrong choice of words. She did not desire her perverted sensei. It was just a reaction to the stimulation and nothing more.

Besides, the guy had this completely lanky, bony body which she found seriously unattractive. It felt strange to feel his coarse hairs rub against her soft skin.

"G' morning Fumino-chan, I am afraid it's about time we left our warm cocoon," he said rubbing his face against her bare shoulder.

Could he get anymore dorky? AND he was coarse, hairy, with his chin hairs painfully grazing against her skin in a not so pleasant manner. Moreover, he didn't shower last night and he stank of old sweat, cigarettes and unwashed mouth.

He was repulsive.

"Well! It's time to get up Fumino-chan, no time to woolly gaggle!" cried Ojiro-sensei giving her bum one last pat.

Bastard, so she was trying to ignore the fact he was groping her, so what. Didn't mean she had to be conscious of the long drag of his seeking fingers. Pervert groped and humped her all night long. Thank god she didn't lose her virginity!

Although truthfully she wasn't sure how much longer she'd keep it with him around.

Glancing back at her retrospectively, Kazuma walked back with a devilish smile on his plain face, "Or do you wish to finish where we left off, wife-y?" Kazuma asked trailing his fingers slowly under her panties and rubbing her slightly wet opening.

"I'm UP!" yelled Fumino, ripping the covers from her body and rolling away from his questing fingers.

"Ah, kitten doesn't want to play?" Kazuma asked, walking behind her stealthily until he had her in his grasp again. Mmmm, she smelt nice, like she carried his scent, like she belonged to him. Probably from using his bathroom products but still enticing.

And underneath that like a nubile young woman. Pinching a nipple he wetly nipped her neck, "Are you sure you don't want to reconsider Fumino-chan?"

Tearing away from his grasp she roared, "YES!" putting more much needed space between them, "I'm sure."

Bastard.