Female Swordsman Training Dojo

Nako Tachibana quickly crawled closer to Harunobu on her knees, taking the head of his penis, which was still slowly oozing cloudy white fluid, into her mouth again, while the rest of the shaft was quickly taken over as well. Several pink tongues seemed to be in a race, swiftly licking the fluid on it. Those who couldn't get a spot quickly moved on, their drooping testicles following in the dragon's footsteps, falling into the wet orifice.

Those who followed could only continue to swallow the sweat on Harunobu's body, fidgeting with their own bodies and trying to soothe themselves.

Soon, the purplish-black dragon stood up completely once again. Qingxin stood up, caught the kitten that jumped towards him, and ran his fingers over the delicate honey hole, his hand covered in sticky liquid.

The kitten squirmed uncomfortably; her body was hardly large enough to contain a dragon as massive as Qingxin. But giving up was even more out of the question! She was the first one there!

She was the first one to act alongside Qingxin! She was also the first one to help Qingxin!

She's not the third child!

Chapter 221

It's rare that Amu Hosho is willing to let her go first today, so we absolutely cannot back down now.

The ferocious dragon broke free from the mouths of Tachibana Nako and the others, its enormous head pressing against the beginning of the small, delicate honey hole, even blocking the entire mound.

Qingxin held the kitten by the waist with both hands, suspending her in front of him. Her two slender legs were wrapped around his waist, and her two little feet were restlessly rubbing against his skin. Her white foot pads were delicate and her pink and tender feet were soft and elastic.

Harunobu slowly pushed the giant dragon forward, stopping from time to time to wait for the kitten to get used to it. But unlike the radiant and graceful Hirako, the kitten was not so easy to slip on.

The dryness in her acupoints caused the kitten some pain, but the feeling of being filled by Qingxin filled her with immense happiness. She tried her best to relax her lower body, allowing Qingxin's massive member to enter more easily, while letting out soft moans. Her plaintive moans made Qingxin's member swell even more.

The girl, as beautiful as a fairy, was held in his hands, her lower body brutally opened and invaded. Her dry, tender flesh clung to his hard, massive member, futilely trying to resist. Like a pitiful girl facing assault, she could only offer useless resistance, which only further fueled the perpetrator's brutality.

Qingxin's breathing became more and more rapid, but even though he had lost his mind, he still restrained his actions and did not directly and brutally ravage the petite girl in his hands.

This is my wife.

He moved forward slowly and gently, even though his craving for pleasure was driving him crazy, Harunobu still maintained his restraint. The kitten sniffed, hooked her legs around Harunobu's, and suddenly pulled hard, forcing herself to sit down. Even though she was stopped by Harunobu's large hand halfway there, the violent thrust still made her face turn pale with pain.

Why has Qingxin's breast gotten bigger again...? Did I misjudge?

Actually, the kitten tightened its grip even more. This stemmed from Amu Hosho's humility, and also from the nervousness of making love with Harunobu in front of so many people, causing her small, delicate vagina to tighten even more than before.

The tight sensation made Qingxin's eyes bloodshot. He wanted to thrust violently, to treat the girl in his hands like a Fiji cup, to watch her innocent, fairy-like face be ravaged and destroyed, swallowed up by lust.

Harunobu's large hand slid slightly, and the kitten moved forward a little more.

"what--"

A small, sharp cry of pain rang out, then vanished in an instant. The kitten quickly controlled its noise, teasing Qingxin's waist and hips with its little paws. A tingling sensation rushed to Qingxin's heart, but it didn't cross his bottom line.

He slowly began to fondle the kitten's small, firm nipples. The erect nipples were being manipulated at will by his rough hands. The contrast between his swollen lower body and the light, itchy upper body made the kitten let out another low, plaintive moan of mating.

Seizing the opportunity, Inoue Shibaya squeezed beneath Harunobu and began licking the area where his dragon and honeypot met. Saliva mixed with pre-ejaculate and honey water, vigorously lubricating the cat's passage. Especially with the addition of Sanjo Saori and the others, the cat's honey water secretion noticeably increased.

The kitten meowed louder and louder, and the tension she hadn't even realized she was feeling finally dissipated.

Harunobu was finally able to move around slowly, and Inoue Shibaya and the others' actions gave him an idea. He held the kitten in both hands and began to walk around casually.

One tongue after another licked the place where Qingxin and the kitten were connected. The little bun and the big dragon were smeared with different kinds of saliva again and again. Gradually, the kitten, who had also noticed the problem, closed its eyes and began to relax.

As a result, Qingxin found it easier to thrust, her mind relaxed considerably, and she was able to spare some attention.

He looked at the kitten, whose eyes were closed. Her fairy-like appearance glowed with a rosy desire, her small mouth half-open, uttering soft hissing, and half a drop of saliva slid from the corner of her mouth, adding a touch of decadent mystery.

Teacher training, teacher training, ha. Filled with the feeling of expansion, the kitten had completely lost the ability to think, and even her physical movements were completely handed over to Harunobu. She let Harunobu's large hands do whatever he wanted with her body. Anyway, it wasn't anything important. As long as Harunobu wanted it, he could do whatever he wanted.

Of course, only Harunobu can do it.

Qingxin reached out and scraped away the saliva, then put it in his mouth. As if he had swallowed some divine elixir, he moved with lightning speed.

Although her eyes were closed, the kitten, whose senses were still sharp, suddenly arched her back. Her scattered thoughts were dragged back from their indulgence by Harunobu's act of licking her saliva, and by the pleasure she felt afterward, and then completely defeated. Her honey hole, which had been trying to relax, tightened uncontrollably again, as if trying to keep Harunobu's dragon inside forever, never letting it leave.

Fortunately, after so long, the acupoints were sufficiently lubricated. The slight pain actually amplified the pleasure. The kitten clenched her legs together and finally couldn't help but let out a loud moan: "Teacher... Husband... Good man! I'm going to die... I want to be fucked by you, Teacher—ah—ahhh!!"

The delicate, translucent arch of the foot suddenly tensed, and the pearl-like toes barely gripped the wooden clogs, causing it to wobble and tap lightly against Qingxin's body. But then, with a shudder, the kitten's foot drooped down.

The wooden clogs landed on the ground first, followed by the kitten's honey water.

Unlike the previous stingy leaks, the kitten that had broken into the greenhouse screamed, unleashing a torrent like a burst dam, which slammed heavily against the urethral opening. Harunobu's previously tightly locked ejaculation was easily breached by this flood, and he growled as he pressed forward further, completely blocking the greenhouse wall.

The turbid liquid gushed out, flowing out of the narrow acupoint before it could be contained.

Thick liquid dripped onto the tatami mat, and Harunobu slowly withdrew his dragon. He instinctively and gently stroked the already swollen nipple, placing the kitten on the bedding Amu had brought.

"My husband, it's our turn."

Hosho Amu pushed the kitten away along with the blankets and took Harunobu's hand.

She was now dressed in a white kimono, the pristine white garment seemingly incongruous with her figure, making her breasts appear almost larger than Hirako's. The white kimono, a symbol of purity and protection, had been transformed into erotic attire, a contrast that excited and thrilled Harunobu, whose senses were gradually clearing.

But what excited him even more was yet to come.

Saten Yoko and Hanazawa Nana walked up from behind Hojo Amu. One of them was wearing a wedding dress that was obviously too big for her, and high heels, making her look like a little girl trying to act like an adult. The other was wearing a light blue cheongsam with a side slit that she had clearly torn herself, revealing half of her pert buttocks, exuding a seductive charm.

Both were equally nervous, equally inexperienced, and equally expectant.

"Husband~" Amu Hosho whispered close to Harunobu's ear, "Which of us three sisters would you like to choose first—ah~"

Before the mysterious Miss Baosheng could finish her lines, she was already being picked up, her white kimono lower body was roughly torn open, and a purplish-black dragon thrust into her through the hole, penetrating her already wet and slippery passage.

Hojo Amu lowered her upper body, pressing her weight onto Harunobu's shoulder so he could exert more force. At the same time, she barely managed to touch the ground with one foot, while her other thigh stretched out along Harunobu's arm, exposing her entire private parts to everyone's gaze.

Harunobu began to thrust forcefully. The already ripe flesh rippled with his thrusts, and the two snowy peaks bounced and slapped against Harunobu in the confined space.

"Mmm...ah...husband...ah...no..." Amu Hosho cried out intermittently, weakly beckoning to the two cowards, "Today...ah...is special...don't just focus on my...husband's hands...ah!"

Forced to the core, Amu Hosho's words were ultimately incomplete, but the meaning was conveyed. The reason Miss Hosho politely let the third child, Koneko, go first was because she had discovered that according to the teacher's college...

Chapter 222

If you go through them one by one with tenderness and affection, you probably won't be able to finish with everyone in a day.

The teachers' college needs to understand that the situation is different.

So Amu Hosho, along with Nako Tachibana, Yoko Saten, and Nana Hanazawa, went to get dressed up. Amu chose them because she admired Yoko Saten's dedication to kendo and needed Nako's clothing advice. However, Nako wasn't finished dressing up yet.

She just didn't expect her husband to be so stubborn, insisting on doing it with him first... He was usually so forceful when he put her and Sachiko together.

Hojo Amu grumbled, but her heart was filled with sweetness, and her gaze towards Harunobu grew increasingly tender and affectionate. But precisely because of this, she couldn't let him continue down this wrong path... Of course, things could be different later.

Thinking this, Amu Hosho struggled to prop herself up with one hand and placed it on Harunobu's chest. Harunobu understood and slowly lay down, changing his position so that Amu Hosho straddled him. His pure white kimono rose and fell rapidly with Amu Hosho's movements, tracing pure white curves in the air. Harunobu, in sync with the movement of his hips, suddenly felt the fingers of both hands enter a warm cavern.

Saten Yoko and Hanazawa Nana, with equally flushed faces that looked like they were about to bleed, each grabbed one of Harunobu's hands and placed it inside their erotic clothing.

Harunobu instinctively started fiddling with it; he was far more skilled than those three women who thought they knew everything about erotic art just because they saw ukiyo-e prints. Before long, the two naive newcomers groaned and collapsed onto Harunobu. The restless women moved closer, and Hanazawa Nana, defiant, propped herself up, lifted her slit cheongsam, and sat directly on Harunobu's face.

Shame and pleasure surged simultaneously onto Hanazawa Nana's pretty face, turning her already flushed face a deep crimson. But Hanazawa Nana had no regrets!

If we don't give it our all now, we won't even have soup to drink later!

These women are all competitors!

Harunobu had no idea what Hanazawa Nana was thinking at that moment; he only felt a slight pain in his nose. What was that brat pretending to be so skilled for? She almost sat on his face and ruined his face.

However, this awkward and slightly rough feeling also aroused Qingxin's sexual excitement. He stuck out his tongue and entered the honey hole that was so close to his mouth. The honey water with a faint seafood flavor rushed into her mouth and even wet his face.

Very smooth.

Harunobu licked harder, his tongue squeezing into the tightly closed slit, swirling nimbly within the layers of tight, tender flesh. As Harunobu exerted himself, Hanazawa Nana, who had just displayed a determined expression, suddenly let out a soft moan.

"Hmm~ah~"

The monotonous panting and moaning were nothing compared to those of Hirako and the others who had been manipulated by Harunobu and were familiar with his preferences, but in the eyes of the others around them, it made them even more envious, jealous and hateful!

Before, I was just like them, only able to watch but not get to eat!

Saten Yoko couldn't help but feel a little bittersweet as she looked at her friend, gently stroking her flat chest. But the next second, Hanazawa Nana suddenly pulled her into her arms. Then she moved back a little and sat on Harunobu's chest.

Harunobu's tongue, having lost its target, quickly found a new den and began its conquest from scratch. Saten Yoko tensed instantly, reacting much more strongly than Hanazawa Nana.

"Ah... Teacher's College... Ah, Teacher's College is licking me..."

Saten Yoko muttered intermittently, her hands tightly gripping Hanazawa Nana's hands, making Hanazawa Nana feel quite helpless.

You're going to break my tongue, you idiot!

Hanazawa Nana completely forgot that her previous performance was not much better than Saten Yoko's. Feeling that she was already an expert, she began to manipulate Saten Yoko, sometimes kneading her small, egg-shaped breasts, sometimes rubbing her vulva. But the more she tried to help, the more trouble she made Saten Yoko nervous.

Amidst the tension and Qingxin's constant stimulation, the restless and excited two gradually embraced, caressing each other. Even their four red lips pressed together, exchanging saliva, their bodies seemingly exuding a faint orange scent.

Seeing this, Hojo Amu, whose body was still throbbing with pleasure, smiled slightly and patted Harunobu's thigh: "Husband~"

This was a code. When she and Heijiko served Harunobu together, they would occasionally become lost in passion and engage in this mutual caressing. And whenever this happened, Harunobu would become especially excited and rush between them, and gradually they simply turned this behavior into a form of playful intimacy.

Upon receiving the coded message, Harunobu abruptly grabbed Saten Yoko's waist, lifted her up, and immediately caught sight of Hanazawa Nana, who still bore the marks of a kiss. The possessive samurai, instantly enraged, grabbed the still unaware Hanazawa Nana.

"Eh? Teacher's college?"

"What's wrong? What did we do wrong?"

The two little idiots blinked, unaware that Amu Hosho had already bitten her lip and broken away from Harunobu's precious treasure.

Sigh, she has sacrificed so much for these two cowards, and to make her husband understand the current situation.

Feeling a profound emptiness, Amu Hosho watched with amusement as Yoko Saten and Nana Hanazawa were pressed together, chest to chest.

Full and flat, plump and slender, steamed bun and butterfly.

One above the other, the two superimposed.

Finally realizing the change in the situation, the two trembled with tension and excitement, and then Harunobu placed the giant dragon at the bottom in front of Saten Yoko's butterfly honey hole.

"Teacher...Teacher's College, please have mercy..."

"Ah~"

Thin streaks of blood flowed from her widened vulva. Harunobu slowly twitched, turning his head to bite the red lips offered by Hosho Amu. He then slipped one hand into her other, already soaking wet mouth.

Stacked on top of Saten Yoko, Hanazawa Nana bit her lip in unbearable urges, struggling to lower her buttocks. Although Harunobu's hands and mouth were busy at the moment, seemingly ignoring her, in reality, each thrust of his shaft brushed against her already parted petals.

Just that was enough to make Hanazawa Nana's heart flutter and her eyes glaze over.

Saten Yoko beneath her was naturally even more unbearable. After the initial gentle movements of the massive dragon, it gradually became rougher as her honeyed fluids surged. Her tight orifice was roughly forced open and crushed, and the tingling pleasure overwhelmed the previous pain of deflowering, pressing into her mind.

In an instant, Saten Yoko felt as if she were flying. Her legs, spread wide in an M-shape, involuntarily tightened around Harunobu's waist, and her hands also tightly embraced Hanazawa Nana.

"Ah~ um~ teacher training college~"

The hesitant cries of spring gradually rose in pitch, then suddenly stopped. Saten Yoko convulsed, her limbs limply releasing, and she fell into the splashing water.

Harunobu slowly withdrew his massive dragon, which had only moved a few dozen times, and pressed it against Hanazawa Nana's vulva. Hanazawa Nana swallowed hard, a mixture of anticipation and fear in her eyes. Saten Yoko's current miserable state was truly frightening—Ah~

Harunobu stepped forward, his massive dragon, still smeared with Saten's honey water, plunged into Hanazawa Nana's honey hole, completely widening her full jade gate.

Hanazawa Nana suddenly understood why the usually resilient Saten Yoko had screamed so pitifully, and why she had been defeated so quickly. Such a large thing… and so capable…

Harunobu extended his left hand, which was originally holding Saten Yoko, and pinched Hanazawa Nana's chin, inserting his index finger into her lips and stirring it casually.

Rough fingers wantonly played with the girl's mouth, her soft tongue was gently pulled and entangled, uncontrollably oozing clear saliva. Just like her honey hole being wantonly thrust into, this feeling of being played with from both above and below by Harunobu made Hanazawa Nana's breathing become more and more rapid.

Especially since Harunobu would suddenly ease off his strength whenever he was about to exert force. She naturally knew this was...

Chapter 223

The teacher didn't want to hurt her, but this only made her want Haruno to treat her roughly. Don't restrain yourself like that, be rougher, be more indulgent—

"Teacher... Teacher..." Sucking on Harunobu's index finger that he had put in her mouth, Hanazawa Nana screamed incoherently, feeling as if her brain was about to melt. She actively lifted her buttocks and asked for more, even biting Harunobu's index finger.

Despite the pain, Harunobu couldn't help but increase his strength, his massive dragon thrusting heavily into her flower core. His hips slammed against Hanazawa Nana's pert buttocks, causing the well-developed college student's body to tremble as she reached her climax.

The idea was good, but the execution was too amateurish.

Harunobu drew his dragon and watched as Hanazawa Nana collapsed completely onto Saten Yoko, the holy water flowing from her honey hole wetting their sparse hair.

Hosho Amu skillfully lowered her body, pressing her large breasts onto the damp tatami mat, her fleshy buttocks raised high, and took the now-empty dragon into her jade pot, letting out a satisfied sigh: "Mmm~ Teacher~ Now you know... mmm~"

Harunobu was unaware. He was now completely consumed by lust, driven entirely by instinct. Aside from basic moral boundaries, all that remained in his mind was grass, grass. And facing Hojo Amu, who had already taken his form, his actions were naturally not as careful and gentle as they had been with the cowardly duo.

Pa~pa~pa~

His massive hips pounded wildly against the woman's fleshy buttocks, sending waves of flesh splattering. His thick, enormous dragon ravaged the honeyed orifice beneath him, penetrating fully with each thrust, even embedding his testicles slightly into her jade gate. Under this onslaught, Amu Hosho began to moan wantonly.

"Fuck me... Teacher's College... Don't touch my sisters... Ah... Quick—ah~"

The sounds of slapping and splashing water continued incessantly, mingling with Amu Hojo's wanton moans. Harunobu grew increasingly excited. Such a beauty, his disciple, writhing and yielding beneath him, so wantonly submitting.

They even cooperated with him to stage fake little scenarios.

hastily!