Chapter 39 The Secretive Lesson꞉ Haruka and Hirokazu’s Forbidden Intimacy
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I arrived at Aizawa-sensei’s flat. Having been inside Manami’s room once, this was the second time I had entered a woman’s living space, but I still felt distinctly unsettled.
The room seemed far from tidy—a state one would never have guessed from Aizawa-sensei—and her expression, too, was shadowed and subdued.
I was shown into the sitting room, and when I took a seat on the sofa, Aizawa-sensei immediately sat down beside me.
”Forgive me,” she said. “I knew Inamori-kun was coming, yet I didn’t manage to tidy up properly…”
”More important than that,” I asked, “what has happened to you?”
”I’m afraid to go to school…”
Before the summer holidays, I had heard that Aizawa-sensei was facing pressure from the parents of the class she was in charge of, due to their poor academic performance. She had seemed to recover her spirit back then, but it appeared that with the second semester drawing near, her spirits had sunk again. It was possible she was on the verge of a mood swing disorder.
Aizawa-sensei took my hand, and her touch was trembling. I remained seated in silence, unsure of what I should do.
”Inamori-kun,” she whispered, “I need courage.”
Aizawa-sensei leaned her body against mine.
”I like you, Inamori-kun. And not merely as a student.”
”Sensei, that is…”
”For now, call me Haruka.”
”Haruka…san…”
”Hee-hee-hee…”
Aizawa-sensei closed her eyes, her face caught between tears and a small, shaky laugh. As I wondered what to do next, Manami’s words flashed through my mind: “Absolutely do not cause Haruka-sensei any embarrassment.”
I leaned in and gently kissed Aizawa-sensei.
”I just kissed a student,” she breathed.
”You’re a wicked teacher, tempting her student.”
”Am I?” she countered. “Perhaps you are the wicked student, tempting your teacher.”
Aizawa-sensei pushed me back onto the sofa and pressed me down, repeatedly kissing me from above. It felt as though I was simply letting things happen to me, but for now, I allowed Aizawa-sensei to have her way.
”Oh! I’m going to take a shower,” she announced.
I had hoped it would end with just a kiss, but it seemed this meant there was more to come. Mmm…
”Inamori-kun, you should take a shower too.”
Aizawa-sensei emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, and she called for me once I was out of the shower myself. I went to the bedroom, where Aizawa-sensei sat on the bed looking ill at ease.
”It’s a bad thing for a teacher and a student to do this sort of thing, isn’t it?”
”If it were to become known, Aizawa-sensei, you would surely be dismissed.”
”Then all that matters is that it isn’t found out.”
”Is that the only issue?”
”It’s not my first time, and it doesn’t matter anyway. Just for now, we’re not teacher and student, but lovers. So call me Haruka, Hirokazu.”
Saying this, Aizawa-sensei cupped my cheeks with both hands and began to kiss me ravenously. Her tongue wickedly intertwined with mine. It was a passionate and sensual kiss, utterly unlike the sweet Aizawa-sensei I knew. A smack smack sound echoed throughout the room.
While our tongues were entangled, I kneaded her chest, which was still covered by the bath towel. They were even larger than I had imagined. I found out later they were a D-cup.
As I supported and massaged them from below, I heard a soft, sweet gasp escape Aizawa-sensei’s throat.
”Gasp… gasp…”
Then, Aizawa-sensei’s hand trailed down to my groin and grasped my manhood.
”What! This is the largest one I’ve ever felt,” Aizawa-sensei exclaimed in surprise, breaking the kiss. It seemed I was only the third partner for Aizawa-sensei.
”Let me just look at it for a moment.”
Aizawa-sensei removed the bath towel from her waist, brought her face closer, and scrutinised my manhood intently.
”You had such a large one? I’m worried it might not fit.”
”We can stop if you like.”
”Oh, don’t be so mean! Don’t say things like that.”
”Ah!”
Aizawa-sensei suddenly enclosed my manhood in her mouth and began moving her head up and down. To be frank, compared to Manami, she wasn’t as skilled, but the very thought of Aizawa-sensei performing oral favour on me was enough to bring me close to an intense wave of pleasure.
”That’s amazing. If I keep this up, my jaw will get tired.”
I pushed Aizawa-sensei onto the bed and opened the bath towel. A pair of well-shaped, large mounds were revealed. The pubic hair was not sparse.
”Oh, noooo! I’ll be so embarrassed if you look at me like that!”
Aizawa-sensei hastily covered her chest with both hands. Though she was eight years my senior, I found her endearing.
I took hold of Aizawa-sensei’s hands and lowered my face to her. I took one into my mouth, rolling its delicate tip with my tongue while I squeezed the other. It was soft and resilient, and it seemed to cling to my hand.
”Gasp… gasp… Ah-h-h…”
As I rolled the delicate tip with my tongue, it became erect. I sucked on it.
”Oh-h-h… That feels good…”
The other delicate tip I had been squeezing also became engorged and more red; when I rolled it with my fingertip, it grew even harder. Aizawa-sensei’s body gave a slight flinch.
”Gasp… gasp… nng… nng…”
I sucked the delicate tip I had been rolling with my finger and rolled the one I had been sucking with my fingertip. I let my free hand slide downwards and touched her feminine core. It was thoroughly moistened.
”Nng-gh…”
As I rubbed her core with my finger, I heard a squeeze squeeze sound.
”This is embarrassing…”
While sucking on the delicate tip, I probed for the most sensitive point with my fingertip and rubbed it.
”Ah-h… Nng-gh… Hirokazu, that feels good… Ah-h-h…”
I looked at the hand that had been touching her core, and it was coated with a whitish, intimate fluid. As I spread my fingers, the fluid trailed a sticky thread.
”Don’t show me that… It’s too embarrassing.”
”A embarrassed Haruka is adorable.”
”Don’t say things like that to your senior.”
”Even if you are my senior, you are still adorable.”
Saying this, I sat up, spread Aizawa-sensei’s legs with both hands, and looked at her feminine core. It was slightly imperfect in shape but surrounded by pubic hair, making it look sensual and forbidden.
”No-o-o… That’s so embarrassing.”
Aizawa-sensei tried to cover herself in a panic, but I gently brushed her hands aside and lowered my head to her core.
”Ah-h-h…”
As I caressed her core, rich, intimate fluid overflowed. I drew it in with a slurp slurp sound.
”Don’t make such lewd noises… It’s embarrassing…”
Aizawa-sensei seemed to be especially sensitive to sound. So, I deliberately continued to draw in the intimate fluid with a slurp slurp sound.
”Nng-gh… That feels good… I’m a teacher, but I feel like I’m going to be ruined…”
”Right now, Haruka, you’re my lover, aren’t you?”
I made a slurp slurp sound again as I drew in the intimate fluid.
”Ah-h-h… Yes… Hirokazu’s woman… Ah-h-h-h… It’s getting better and better! Hirokazu, I want your manhood. Please… ruin Haruka and wreck me…”
Aizawa-sensei suddenly sounded like a spoiled child.
”Wait just a moment.”
I went to retrieve a protective sheath.
”Why do you have that?”
”Manami gave them to me…”
”Nakanishi-san is simply too much to compete with.”
As I was about to put the sheath on, Aizawa-sensei did it for me.
”Haruka, here I come.”
”Hirokazu, please enter.”
I inserted my manhood into her receptive area. It felt narrow, and it clamped tightly around my length.
”It… It’s tight.”
”Does it hurt?”
”I’m fine, just put it all the way in.”
I slowly pushed my length inside. In any case, it was as tight as if she were a Second Virgin.
Once my length was fully inside, I paused for a while. The feeling of Aizawa-sensei’s core clamping tightly around me was overwhelming.
”This is incredible… It’s the first time I’ve been reached this deep…”
I slowly pushed and pulled until I grew accustomed to the sensation.
”Ah… Ah… Ah…”
Once my length was familiar with her, I rubbed against the shallower parts, then thrust deep, rotating my hips with a push push motion.
”Gasp gasp gasp… Ah-h-h… Incredible…”
I thrust my hips vigorously, and then again slowly.
”Ah-h-h… I’ve never known anything that feels this good… Ah-h-h… You’re so forceful… Wreck me…”
I thrust my length even more intensely.
”Ah ah ah… I’m going to break… Ah ah ah… Gasp-p-p-p…”
”Haruka, let’s break together.”
I kissed Aizawa-sensei while intensely driving my hips.
”Hirokazu, you’re amazing… So forceful… Nng… Ah-h-h-h…”
Aizawa-sensei broke the kiss and cried out.
”I’m going to reach a peak… Hirokazu, come… Please…”
Aizawa-sensei clenched the sheets and arched her back, creating a bridge-like shape. In that moment, I let go of my control.
”I’m peakinggg…”
Aizawa-sensei screamed, and reached a violent climax.
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Summary:
Hirokazu visits his distressed teacher, Haruka Aizawa, who confesses her feelings for him, leading them into a physical relationship within her apartment, culminating in a highly intimate and passionate encounter where her emotional vulnerability is laid bare.
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Character Insight:
Haruka Aizawa’s character shifts dramatically under stress; her fear of returning to school reveals a deep vulnerability, which she addresses by seeking intimacy and emotional support from her student, Hirokazu. Her explicit willingness to transgress the teacher-student boundary suggests a deep, perhaps unhealthy, need for connection and agency, contrasting her professional life with a surprisingly forward and sensual private self. Hirokazu, despite his initial confusion, acts with a protective loyalty instilled by Manami’s advice, guiding the emotional and physical aspects of the encounter.
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Behind the Scene:
This chapter focuses entirely on Haruka’s emotional breakdown and the subsequent forbidden intimacy, marking a significant escalation in the complexity and secrecy of Hirokazu’s relationships. The mention of Manami providing protective sheaths highlights her continued, albeit indirect, influence on Hirokazu’s love life, suggesting a level of acceptance or even orchestration of his burgeoning relationships.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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