In a meeting between parents and teachers, our school's headmistress reminded us about the dangers of "Academic Pressure." I acknowledge that high school students often face significant pressure related to academic competition, high-grade expectations, and intense exam preparation. This can lead to stress, fatigue, and excessive anxiety. It becomes easy for me to manipulate and occasionally corrupt their minds.

In this case, Mrs. Imelda assigned us the extra task of supervising and guiding the students. Surprisingly, she appreciated what I had been doing by providing extra lessons and additional support without turning it into a new source of academic pressure for the students at Lust High School. 

Although I have kept a few names that have become my pawns and, at the same time, my enemies like Joan, and Mrs. Imelda still added new names to my list. She asked me to pay attention to Eric and Erin, the twin siblings in our school.

I have been concerned about Erin's sudden absence from school for the past few days. In this meeting, I met with her parents and asked for permission to visit her and check on her well-being, to which they agreed.

Their home appeared mesmerizing to me as I approached it from a distance. The atmosphere and the view of Eric and Erin's house captivated my senses. It was a luxurious mansion, seemingly untouched by the chaos of the outside world. As I got closer, I noticed a fleet of servants bustling around, attending to their every need. Many of them appeared to have Asian heritage, adding to the diverse tapestry of their household.

The maid made a phone call to their parents to inform them about my visit. In response, their parents instructed the maid to treat me as their honored guest and guide me to Erin's room. As we walked through the house, I noticed the maid's alluring figure, and I couldn't resist complimenting her.

"Mr. Allan, you certainly have a way with words," she said in a flirtatious manner.

"Do all the maids in this house possess such beauty, or is it just you who reminds me of a movie star?" I playfully teased.

She acknowledged my comment with a smile. "I suppose you could say that. My mother is Japanese, so perhaps that's where the resemblance comes from."

She led me to Erin's door and said, "Here we are. Ms. Erin has been inside since yesterday." She gently knocked on the door. "If you need anything, my name is Hitomi."

I smiled and thanked her for her assistance.

When I entered her room, I immediately caught a familiar scent. "This... it smells like... pussy!" I thought to myself, and as I looked at Erin's face, I became more certain about the scent I had detected.

So my first question would be about the smell, and Erin felt embarrassed as she confessed to having masturbated earlier.

"Why?" I asked her.

"It feels good and relieving!" she replied briefly with a sheepish smile.

I listened attentively as Erin shared her concerns. She explained that she had been unable to meet her parents' expectations regarding her grades, and as a result, they had cruelly reduced her allowances. She revealed that she now only received 500 per week.

Moving closer, I express my surprise. "Wow! That's quite a substantial amount," I remarked. "To put it into perspective, that's about the same as my monthly paycheck."

Erin's lack of mathematical understanding became evident when I mentioned this. "Each month, you would have around 2000, while I only have 500," I explained.

Erin gazed at me, clearly puzzled. "How can that be? You're my teacher, aren't you?" she asked.

It became apparent that she struggled with basic multiplication.

"Would you like to join your friends for a study session at my house?" I asked.

Erin then asked, "What do we do there?"

I then leaned in closer and said, "You'll prefer this," as I remove my pants and pushed my penis towards Erin's.

She looked at me with a mischievous glimmer in her eyes, then reached under her bed. She pulled out a dildo and compared it to mine.

"Of course, I wasn't that big!" I said playfully.

Her laughter filled the room as we shared a moment of lighthearted banter. She playfully sniffed mine and teasingly remarked, "At least it doesn't smell like rubber!"

Her comment sparked a sense of amusement within me. With a mix of hesitation and curiosity, she slowly opened her mouth, while watching my eyes, ready to embark on a new experience.

She gazed at me innocently and let me enter slowly, only catching on to my intentions after a while, as she started responding with the movements of her tongue.

I picked up her body, cradling her in my arms, and whispered, "Let me take away all your worries." With passion, I began kissing her and caressing her body.

Slowly, I undressed her, exploring her body with my hands and lips. Erin felt her body tremble with pleasure, and she opened her eyes to gaze at me, filled with desire.

"You're so beautiful," I said, overcome with lust. "So let me give you what you desire."

With those words, I began making love to her, fulfilling our deepest desires.

Erin's pussy is sloppy and easy.

I continued to ravish her with passion and desire, our bodies intertwining in a symphony of pleasure. Every touch, every kiss, ignited a fire within her that burned with an insatiable hunger.

As we moved together, our bodies synchronized in a dance of ecstasy, the room filled with the intoxicating scent of our desires. Erin's moans of pleasure echoed through the air, heightening my sensations and driving me further into a state of primal bliss.

And as our bodies reached the pinnacle of pleasure, our cries of ecstasy filled the room. With a breathless sigh, Erin whispered, "That makes me feel alive!"

She let me cum into her womb.

I gently caressed her hair, a tender smile on my lips. "I will be eagerly waiting for our next tutor session," I expressed a hint of mischief in my voice. Erin giggles and nods in agreement.

She returned to her slumber as I gently guided her, saying, "It's okay to sleep and be lazy. Every action begins within a dream." I put pillows under her hips and kissed her softly before walking out of the room.

I sought out Hitomi, the maid, and asked her to lead me to Eric. Their mansion was enormous!

"How is she?" Hitomi asked me.

"Having a good time with our young mistress?" Hitomi's question caught me by surprise. "What?" I replied, puzzled.

Hitomi could tell from my smile that I had brought Erin to the peak of pleasure.

"I'm glad if you did," she continued. "Erin has made quite a mess with those toys of hers."

"So, it's not a secret then?" I asked her.

"Erik and Erin, these twins enjoy that kind of thing," Hitomi replied. "We are well aware since we are here."

Once we arrived at Erik's room, Hitomi informed me, "Erik has been out since morning." Yet, I insisted on bringing you here. "So you can see the lifestyle of the wealthy," she said mischievously.

As she invited me in, it was hard for me not to be immediately drawn to the life-sized realistic doll of Gal Gadot in her Wonder Woman costume.

"Is that real?" I asked Hitomi, my curiosity piqued.

"It's a realistic fiber rubber figure!" Hitomi explained.

I was in awe as I examined it closely. "Is this Erik's toy?" I inquired.

"Yes!" Hitomi replied, grabbing a tissue and opening the doll's mouth. "Take a look!" she invited me, indicating that it had been used earlier. She proceeded to clean and dry the doll's contents with the tissue.

"Rich people, but their... fluids smell!" Hitomi complained. She glanced at me and added, "Yours must taste better, right?"

"Go ahead, give it a touch," Hitomi invited, pointing to the sexy Wonder Woman doll's buttocks. "You can even undress her," she added, removing some of the doll's clothing.

"Wow! It's so soft, just like the real thing!" I exclaimed as I felt it. "This silicone and fiber doll feels incredibly lifelike."

It felt like I was strolling through a museum in Erik's room, which was almost as big as my own house. "Does Erik not have a girlfriend?" I asked Hitomi.

"Not yet, this kid is still awkward!" she replied curtly.

"So, this room is like his personal museum?" I marveled. "But where is the owner?" I continued, chuckling.

"After seeing all of this, don't you want to try?" I asked Hitomi. "Oh! Teacher!" she exclaimed. "These are toys for little boys."

"No, I mean, did you get aroused like I am right now?" I clarified.

Hitomi laughed, noticing the bulge in my pants. "Oh, Teacher," she commented, pointing towards my crotch. "Didn't Erin already take care of that earlier?"

"Well, yes, but I can't believe that Miss Wonder Woman could be more pleasurable than you," I teased and seduced Hitomi.

She glanced out the window, contemplating. "Maybe I would" she pondered, then lifted her maid's skirt. "I do enjoy anything spontaneous."

"What do you mean?" I whispered, pressing my body against hers from behind, letting her feel the hardness between my legs. "Your masters," I murmured. "Have they never used you?" I sniffed at her neck.

From the moment I first met Hitomi, I could sense it. This maid exuded a sultry and seductive aura. It was impossible for her not to be desired and invited to the beds of both the master and her young master Erick.

"Only when the mistress is not around," she replied, surrendering herself as she began to remove her underwear. "Would you like to try it here, Teacher?" she asked, adjusting her body position to find the perfect alignment with mine.

"Yes, Hitomi! I want to experience it, even if just for a moment, to know what it feels like to be wealthy," I joked. "You're quite the character, Teacher," she replied, reclining herself.

As we pushed and indulged in our desires, we continued to engage in conversation.

"Do you enjoy working here?" I asked, thrusting and bringing my face closer to hers.

She nodded, biting her lip. "The pay is good, Teacher," she said, mentioning the amount.

"Damn, Hitomi! No wonder you're content staying here. My salary is nowhere near that," I remarked, accompanied by the sounds of pleasure between our bodies.

"Teacher, do you like it this way?" she asked, curious. I licked her ear and replied, "Of course, if my students ask for it, I will give it to them."

"Teacher!" she called out again.

"Please call me Allan!" I responded, increasing the pace of my movements.

Hitomi turned out to be incredibly flexible. I spread her legs wide and supported her with my shoulders, as she continued to push her body against mine. This allowed me to delve deeper into her warm embrace. Her left hand pulled my head, ensuring that our bodies stayed connected and preventing any chance of falling.

Here was the difference between making love to someone experienced versus someone new to it. Her legs didn't tremble! Perhaps later, I would make her unable to resist.

"Let's move to the bed, shall we?" Hitomi suggested, pointing to Erik's large bed.

With a shared desire for pleasure, we moved towards Erik's spacious bed. The soft sheets embraced our bodies as we continued our passionate encounter.

Our movements became more intense, each thrust bringing us closer to the peak of ecstasy. Hitomi's moans filled the room, mingling with my gasps of pleasure. The rhythm of our bodies synchronized, building a crescendo of desire that consumed us.

As I reached the brink of climax, the intensity of the moment overwhelmed me. My body tensed, and with a final surge of passion, I found release. Waves of pleasure washed over me, leaving me breathless and fulfilled.

Hitomi, too, succumbed to the pleasure, her body trembling as she experienced her climax.

"Wait! Wait!" Hitomi exclaimed, releasing herself from my embrace. "Not yet!" she said, her voice filled with anticipation. "We still have plenty of time," she whispered. "You're too good to pass up, Allan!"

Without wasting a moment, Hitomi eagerly took my wet cock in her mouth, relishing in the juices that flowed from her depths. "I want this!" she declared, moving her head with skill and precision, bringing me immense pleasure. And with a final surge of ecstasy, I released myself, succumbing to her expert touch.

We both lay there, breathless and satisfied, as the intense pleasure washed over us. The room was filled with a sense of fulfillment, as if time had momentarily stood still, allowing us to indulge in our desires.

In that moment, there were no expectations or attachments, only the pursuit of pleasure and the freedom it brought. Hitomi's passionate hunger and my craving for intensity had collided, creating a storm of passion that left us both satiated.

We remained entwined in each other's arms, relishing in the aftermath of our intimate connection. The air was charged with a sense of anticipation, knowing that we still had plenty of time to explore and indulge in the depths of our desires.

"You're so naughty," I whispered to her, and she smiled mischievously while continuing to lick and tease. "Can we do it one more time?" Hitomi asked playfully.

She aroused me once again and then straddled me. Hitomi slowly guided my hard member into her tight rear entrance. "I love this so much," she exclaimed, moving down slowly until my groin met hers.

"Hitomi! You're incredible!" I praised, my face filled with pleasure. I covered my mouth as I moaned in delight.

Hitomi leaned in closer and asked, "Isn't it amazing?"

I nodded enthusiastically, unable to form words as I continued to revel in the intense pleasure.

As Hitomi twisted her body around while I remained firmly inside her, it sent me into a frenzy. It felt as if she was squeezing my member, causing me both pleasure and a hint of discomfort. "Hitomi! It hurts!" I cried out, but she paid no attention.

Her strong buttock muscles clenched around my shaft, and as she continued to rotate, I could feel myself being engulfed even deeper. I could even sense the residue of Hitomi's dirtiness at the tip of my throbbing member, though it was a sensation that both disgusted and tantalized me.

Hitomi began to move again, thoroughly enjoying herself. She laid herself on top of me, and I could reach her wet pussy with my hands, teasing her clitoris.

She pulled my head closer, using her arms on my shoulders to hold herself steady. We were so intimately intertwined that I could hardly distinguish the movements of her hips grinding against mine. The intensity of our connection was overwhelming, driving us both to the edge of pleasure.

Hitomi's movements became more fervent as her pleasure intensified. The rhythm of her hips grinding against mine grew faster and more desperate. Her moans filled the room, mingling with the sound of our bodies colliding in a passionate symphony.

I could feel the tension building within her, her body quivering with anticipation. With each thrust, I could sense her getting closer to the peak of ecstasy. Her breathing quickened, and her grip on me tightened as she approached the edge.

And then, with a primal cry, Hitomi reached her climax. Her body trembled uncontrollably, waves of pleasure coursing through her. I could feel her walls pulsating around me, as she surrendered to the overwhelming sensation of release.

At that moment, I begin to lick her armpit, sucking her sweet sweat from her body. “Stop! stop it!” She screams. Time stood still as Hitomi experienced the ultimate pleasure. Her body convulsed with pure bliss, as I violated her armpit at the very end of our event. Her cries of joy echoed in the room.