After the teacher becomes a succubus

This is probably the most vulnerable moment for Rachel I have ever seen.

He had harbored fear during the first intercourse, but even then he wasn't as embarrassed as he is now. "The dignity of a mage is reason," he once told me. Fear is just a setback in Rachel's eyes, but being distorted and losing his mind is nothing but a loss of dignity.

I even felt a tinge of pity, and I felt sorry for his distress.Unfortunately, I am not a noble and good person, and while feeling sad, I am secretly happy about this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"What about this time?" I asked, "What did you encounter in today's attunement?"

"In the past." Rachel was astonishingly frank.

He wrinkled his nose, as if remembering something disgusting.Rachel looked up at me again and asked aggressively, "What's your answer?"

"What answer?" I pretended to be stupid, "The past you mentioned means..."

"If we had been like this a long time ago," he interrupted me, pinching my genitals gently, "would you still go?"

Even when things were not right, my teacher was still pretty stubborn, and when your life is in someone else's hands, you better cooperate.

So I replied, "Yes."

"What?" Rachel said. "Say it again."

His eyes narrowed dangerously, and my cock stiffened inappropriately - I have to say, Rachel's annoyed look was pretty damn pretty, even if that meant "extremely lethal" most of the time.He usually doesn't talk like that at all. Rachel, the master of evil spirits, has good ears and eyes, and never bothers to give others a chance to change his mind.

"If we had slept in that time, it would have been much harder to leave," I said honestly, "but as soon as I hear... I will go."

When your dick is in someone else's hands, it's best not to piss that person off.But I think the greatest respect I can give Rachel at this time of taking advantage of others is to tell the truth.

"You... never regret it?" Rachel said with an ugly face.

"Yeah," I said, "I've never regretted it."

I've been in pain, I've been full of hatred, but I've never regretted it, just as there's no need to pretend to be asleep after waking up.Today, when I reunited, bonded, and entangled with my teacher again, that is, recently, I was able to get rid of all the love-hate confusion, clearly see and admit how important Rachel is to me.

The two things that have the greatest impact on my life, the first is that I met him, and the second is that I ran away from him. This meeting and fleeing finally shaped who I am now, just like approaching and staying away from the sun shaped the four seasons.I like who I am now, I have become a better version of myself, and only now I am qualified to play games with Rachel and have the ability to communicate with him-I will not be pulled into the abyss by him, I am even trying pull him out.

I tried to express my feelings to a dazed Rachel, like a child who has been away from home for many years, trying to understand each other with a strict parent.I decided to try, and it's okay to fail.Even if it is crushed, limb regeneration is not too difficult, hahahaha.

Rachel looked at me angrily, his fingers were not fastened.He let go of me suddenly, roughly pushed me against the wall, and squatted down.

When I was sucked by him, I cursed, and the thing that had softened just now suddenly became a pillar of the sky.Just a few minutes after Rachel first actively fucked my cock, he started giving me oral sex for the first time.

Those two soft lips wrapped around me, the soft flesh in the mouth and the flexible tongue squeezed my genitals, and they moved so fast that I couldn't breathe.A mage's hands are nimble, and his mouth is better than his fingers—that old saying is hopelessly erotic in this place, and, fuck it, it's true.The pleasure soared, hard and precise, and it almost drove me to the brink of orgasm at once.I looked down and saw Rachel's cheeks were puffed up because he had me in his mouth. He was concentrating on talking, but his eyes were looking up at me.

It was such a thrill that I ran through all the swear words in Elvish and Common in my head.Rachel's white hair dangled in my sight, and her head heaved, bringing shocks.I cupped the back of his head and ran my fingers between his hair, which was surprisingly soft to the touch.Rachel slapped my hand off, still angry.

Obviously, Rachel, who is not sober now, is turning her anger into sexual desire, or turning it into a motivation to suck me to tears.I felt quite bad, and I couldn't push him away. I was in pain and happiness.I want to compete with the "drunk" teacher for the initiative, and want him to take it easy. After all, this is a matter of enjoyment. It's not good to be angry, and I can't even savor the first blowjob given to me by the lover of my dreams.Unable to push Rachel away while wrestling with my own willpower, I could only beg for mercy: "Wait! Wait! Slow down!"

He ignored me, and instead sucked on the head of my penis in retaliation, probably choked himself, and spat me out to cover it up and licked his lips.This is even more terrible, Rachel sticks out her tongue in front of me, the pink soft flesh turns half a circle around the bloodless lips, and the water smudges on the lips, it is his saliva and my penis pre-fluid.I was so shocked that my soul almost went out of my body, and in an instant, a lot of animal scenes were imagined in my mind, about how I overwhelmed the succubus in front of me and fell to the ground to perform Fa-rectification on the spot, until his throat was dumb.I didn't act on it, what a goddamn saint I am.

"Seriously, teacher, I'm going to ejaculate!" I hissed, trying not to rush into his mouth, and endured until my brain was starved of oxygen, "Fuck, can we slow down! I can't kiss you if you do it like this! "

Rachel's movements paused, he seemed to be in hesitation, torn between getting revenge on me and kissing.As soon as I saw the door, I acted. I pulled him up and started kissing him.

It wasn't as elegant as it was described, our tongues tangled and both of my hands got under the black robe.I put him on the sink, his legs hooked around my waist, hugged my shoulders, and tugged at my hair.Rachel's cock was already half-erect, squeezed against mine, and when my fingers massaged his perineum with precum, and entered the hole, he bit me angrily and held me tighter. .

"You're a bloody bastard," Rachel said bitterly.

"And you love the bastard," I said, cutting in slowly. "If I wasn't such a 'bastard,' you wouldn't look at me differently."

I thrust in shallowly, watching Rachel lift his neck and exhale upwards, the steaming hot steam rises upwards, making him look like he just came out of the oven.His pupils were dilated, and he moaned softly, sinking and floating in the chaotic pleasure.He closed his eyes tiredly after our orgasm, still muttering bitterly, "Can't you say something nice?"

I almost laughed out loud, thinking he was so cute. "Aren't you happy to be honest?" I rubbed my head against his cheek. "What do you want to hear? I'll tell you right away."

"Slick tongue." Rachel snorted coldly, "The next one is the next one."

We are in this position, if I lift him up and push him up from below, isn’t that a crime from the bottom up.I giggled, Rachel understood what I meant, and stared at me unhappily.

"Okay, seriously." I smiled lightly, "Yeah, if I hadn't left, we would never have been on the same level."

Rachel frowned at me, her eyes were still a little scattered, and she didn't know if she understood what I was saying.

It doesn't matter, anyway, as I said, it's cool.