Academy's Pervert in the D Class-Chapter 112: clothes

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Chapter 112: clothes

Their clothes came off between breaths—her bra unhooked, breasts spilling free, nipples hard and rosy; his briefs tugged down, cock springing free, thick and ready—each piece falling to the dusty floor, their bodies bare and trembling in the circle’s glow.

The circle pulsed beneath them like a heartbeat, its faint sigils etched into the stone floor shimmering with a soft, pink light, as if the magic itself was alive, feeding on their heat.

Lor’s cock brushed her stomach—hard, throbbing, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip—and Kiara looked down, a flicker of wickedness sparking in her icy blue eyes.

"Let’s see if you’re as good with that as you are with spells," she murmured, dropping to her knees with a slow, sensual grace, her full breasts swaying as she settled, her plush thighs spreading slightly to balance herself.

Lor’s breath hitched, his hazel eyes darkening as he watched her, his cock twitching at the sight of her lips so close, her spicy perfume filling the air.

But before she could lean in, he caught her shoulders, gently guiding her up, his voice low and thick with need.

"Not here," he said, his hands sliding down to her waist, pulling her close. "I want you properly."

Kiara’s smirk widened, her eyes glinting with challenge as she pressed her naked body against his, her full breasts flattening against his chest, nipples grazing his skin.

"Then take me," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear, her pussy already damp against his thigh.

Lor laid her down gently on the old wooden floor.

The dusty classroom felt intimate, the dim light casting soft shadows across her curves, her bare back arching against the cool surface, nipples peaked and rosy, breath coming in shallow gasps as Lor kissed down her neck, his lips trailing fire along her collarbone, his hands gliding up her plush thighs, pushing them open to reveal her glistening pussy, lips flushed and swollen with want.

She looked up at him, eyes lidded, hungry, mouth parted in a silent invitation, her dark bangs splayed across her forehead, her full breasts heaving with each breath.

His cock brushed against her slick folds—hard, heavy, throbbing with a need he could barely control—and he paused, trembling, his hazel eyes locking onto hers, searching for certainty.

"Are you sure?" he whispered, voice thick, his hands gripping her thighs. "Kiara, are you—"

She didn’t answer with words at first.

Just surged up, arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him into a kiss so fierce it stole his breath, her lips hot and demanding, tongue tangling with his in a messy dance.

Her legs came up too, curling around his hips, heels digging into the small of his back, urging him closer, her pussy pressing against his cock, slick and ready.

She broke the kiss just enough to speak, her breath hot against his lips, her voice a low growl. "Just do it already."

His control shattered.

With a low groan, he pushed inside—slow at first, the thick head of his cock parting her folds, dragging against her soaked heat inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt, her pussy stretching around him, clenching, fluttering, drawing a gasp from her lips.

"F-fuck..." Lor groaned, his head dropping against her shoulder, his hands gripping her hips as he fought to stay still, savoring the tight, wet warmth enveloping him.

Kiara moaned in response, hips rocking beneath his, her nails biting into his back, leaving faint red trails.

"You feel... so fucking good," she breathed, her pussy pulsing around him, urging him to move.

He started to move.

Slow, deep thrusts at first, hips rolling, his cock dragging against her slick inner walls, each stroke drawing a whimper from her lips, her full breasts bouncing lightly with the motion.

Kiara’s hands roamed his body—his shoulders, his chest, down his spine—like she couldn’t get enough, her thighs locked around his waist, pulling him deeper.

Each thrust got faster, harder, the wet sounds of their bodies filling the magic-sealed room, their sweat-slicked skin grinding together in a rising rhythm.

Her moans turned shameless, raw, spilling from her lips like a song, her dark bangs sticking to her forehead as she arched beneath him.

She grabbed his hair, pulled him down for another kiss, tongue tangling with his, her lips hungry, her pussy clenching tighter with every thrust, her full breasts pressing against his chest, nipples rubbing against his skin.

"Harder," she gasped into his mouth, her voice desperate, her thighs trembling around his hips. "Fuck me harder, Lor..."

He obliged, fucking her deeper, faster, his hips slamming against her round ass, the slap of skin echoing in the silenced room, her full breasts bouncing wildly now, nipples hard and rosy.

Her moans were broken, breathless, each one soaked with want, her nails clawing at his back, biting into his shoulder as she wrapped herself tighter around him, her pussy gripping him like she wanted to fuse with him.

He shifted, adjusting the angle, and she screamed—a muffled cry swallowed by his magic, her mouth wide, eyes rolling back. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"There," she gasped, "Right there—again, do it again—!"

He rammed into her, his cock hitting that sweet spot over and over, each thrust making her pussy clench tighter, her juices soaking his shaft, dripping down her thighs.

Sweat rolled down their bodies, her legs trembling, locked tighter around his waist, urging him on.

Lor gritted his teeth, his balls tightening, the pressure building to a breaking point.

"Kiara—fuck—I’m gonna—"

He tried to pull out, his hands gripping her hips, but her legs clamped around his waist like steel, her pussy squeezing him so tight it was impossible to move.

Her hips rose to meet him, grinding against his cock, her eyes blazing with need.

"Don’t you dare," she hissed, voice wild, a pink glow flaring in her eyes—witchlight sparking as her magic pulsed with her arousal. "Cum inside me."

"But—"

She kissed him hard, desperate, moaning into his mouth, her tongue tangling with his, her pussy clenching tighter. "I want it—all of it—give it to me—!"