Hey, another chapter of Harem Master! I put skill reminder in my profile, so if you want you can always have an easy access there, and I don't need to put it in every chapter at the begginig, so it should be easier that way. Hope you enjoy this chapter!
--- Asher Montgomery ---
When Asher entered Rachel's office, she was sitting behind her desk, piercing him with her brown eyes.
"Hey," he greeted with a smile.
"Sit!" Rachel ordered with the same tone she had used the previous day when she was angry at him.
Asher plopped down in front of her, realizing that she was still mad at him.
"I--" Asher started, but she interrupted him.
"Do you even realize how stressed I am when you go to the dungeon?" Rachel asked.
"Ugh..."
"And you just behave like a reckless kid," Rachel said, standing up. She had a skirt that barely reached her knees and a white buttoned up to her neck shirt that was stretching over her impressive bust.
She walked around her desk, and just for a second, Asher saw a faint smile on her face, but then it was replaced with a scowl as she stared down at him.
"Your apology yesterday was a good start, but I don't think it's enough," Rachel said, stepping between him and her desk, her skirt brushing against his knees.
"With how stressed you made me, I believe that you should help me with some relief," Rachel stated, sitting on her desk.
Asher's eyes shifted to her legs. She was holding her skirt down, but sitting so close to him, he could see her thighs.
"Hmm... that's a great idea," Rachel said, noticing Asher's gaze focused on her crotch. "A massage in the right places might be what I need right now."
She slowly raised her skirt, exposing more of her legs, but stopped before Asher could see what interested him the most.
"So, what do you think? Do you want to help your stressed-out teacher?" Rachel asked.
Asher shifted his gaze from her crotch to her face and noticed a soft smile. He grinned, realizing that she wasn't mad at him and it was just a game.
"I'm not sure if a massage would be enough with so much stress," he replied with a smirk.
"It would be a good start," Rachel replied. "And then we can test out your other ideas."
Asher chuckled, shifting his gaze over her body.
"So, what are you waiting for?" Rachel asked, glancing down, suggesting where he should have already been.
With a grin plastered on his face, Asher slid off the chair, kneeling on the soft carpet in front of her. Rachel spread her legs slightly, still holding her skirt down, but he already had a much better view of her crotch.
He shifted closer and put his hands on her knees, spreading them wider. Her skirt rose upward, exposing her naked pussy.
His gaze lingered on her labia, but then, reluctantly, he raised his eyes toward her face.
"Haven't you forgotten something?" Asher asked, raising his eyebrow.
Rachel giggled. "I was waiting for you."
"Naughty," he replied. "And what if someone else came first?"
"Then it would be their lucky day," Rachel replied, but when she saw Asher's irritation, she rolled her eyes. "I'm kidding," she said. "I would just sit behind my desk, and they wouldn't see anything," she explained.
Asher nodded, but before he had a chance to say anything else, Rachel grabbed his hair and pulled him forward, impatient to finally feel his lips on her pussy.
Her slit was already soaked, her juices dripping down her legs onto the desk. Asher smelled her womanly scent before he stuck out his tongue and licked her folds.
Her taste wasn't intense, it was kind of tangy, and Asher licked her again, pressing his tongue harder against her slit. With how much wetness she was producing, he was glad that she didn't taste bad, because that would have been a problem. The way it was now, he didn't mind it.
Rachel let go of his hair, resting both of her hands on the desk behind her, pressing her hips forward. Asher licked between her folds, spreading them with his tongue.
"Yeah," Rachel gasped. "Just like that."
Asher continued licking her pussy, focusing on each fold individually, as Rachel moaned softly. His hard cock was pressing against his pants, but he remained focused on pleasuring her. He wanted to bring her to an orgasm first, and then they could take care of his needs.
"Hmm," Rachel hummed. "That certainly helps," she said softly. "And do you know what would help me relax completely?" she asked.
Asher, with his tongue pressed against her slit, raised his eyes to her face.
"If you would make me come, stop teasing me. Suck my clit and finger me," Rachel said firmly.
Asher shifted his lips higher and brought his fingers to her pussy. Gently spreading her folds, he exposed her little, swollen button and her pink entrance that glistened from her arousal.
He licked her clit, making Rachel gasp and her legs tense. His cock throbbed, demanding attention, especially when he could hear Rachel's moans of pleasure. Asher shifted his fingers to her opening while still massaging her clit with his lips. He surrounded it with them and sucked gently, alternately licking it with just the tip of his tongue.
His fingertips pressed against her entrance, and with how wet she was, they easily slipped into her. Her warm walls wrapped around his fingers as he pushed them deeper until his knuckles touched her folds.
"Yes!" Rachel gasped, tilting her head back, pressing her tits forward. Even if covered by her shirt, it was an amazing view as they stretched her shirt to the limits.
He was fingering her in a steady rhythm while flicking his tongue against her little pleasure button. Rachel was moaning louder, her thighs squeezing harder around his head, until finally, she gasped loudly, more of her juices seeped out, and her inner wall clenched around his fingers.
She pulled his head away from her pussy, bending forward with her eyes closed and mouth open. Asher admired her beautiful face as the orgasm rocked her body. He felt some pride knowing that he was the one who made her come.
His cock was throbbing, and he needed to fuck her, but waited until she opened her eyes, when the orgasm had passed through her body.
"Did it help? With your stress?" Asher asked, rising from the ground, standing between her spread legs.
"Yeah," Rachel said, and leaned forward. She licked his chin, tasting her own arousal, until their lips met in a really wet kiss, as he was sticky with her juices.
Her hand squeezed his cock through his pants. She stroked it a few times before she leaned back.
"But I feel that it created tension in other places," she said, rubbing his length. "Maybe you have an idea for a massage that would help both of us?" she asked, smiling.
Asher smirked before he kissed her again. During it, he pulled his pants and underwear down. Blindly, he raised her skirt and pressed the tip of his shaft against her folds.
Their kiss was interrupted by Rachel's gasp when he slid into her. He focused his lips on her neck as he shifted his cock back and forth in her pussy, getting deeper with every thrust. He was tempted to suck on her skin and give her a hickey, but decided against it, not sure if she would be happy with that.
Instead, Asher reached with his hands to her shirt, leaning back. He unbuttoned it, exposing her large tits, which were covered by a simple white bra.
It had a clasp at the front, and Rachel quickly unsnapped it, freeing her tits, which sagged only slightly after she pulled the cups away. Asher immediately grabbed her tits with both hands, feeling their warm weight in his hands as he still thrust his cock into her pussy.
Rachel grabbed his head and pulled him into another kiss, slowing down his movements, but he still fucked her steadily, getting closer to his release. After licking her pussy, and with the awareness that he was having sex with his teacher in her office, he was really aroused and close to his orgasm.
"I'm close," he panted between their kisses, while their faces remained close to each other.
"Cum in me," Rachel gasped, wrapping her arms around his head, pulling him back into another steamy kiss.
Their tongues battled as Asher quickened his thrusts until he groaned, pushing his hips forward until his thighs slapped against her ass and he erupted. Her inner walls squeezed him tighter as he shot his load into her.
Rachel wrapped her legs around him and stroked his back, her fingers nimbly dancing over his skin as he stood there panting, his orgasm spreading pleasure through his body.
When he finally opened his eyes and looked at her face, their gazes met. "That certainly helped with the stress," Rachel said, smirking.
Asher chuckled before he leaned forward and kissed her briefly. When he finally stopped, he slowly pulled back, sliding his cock out of her pussy. Rachel immediately put her hand on it, stopping his cum from leaking out.
"Pass me my panties. They are in the top drawer on the right," she said, pointing at her desk.
Asher found white panties that weren't exactly sexy, especially compared to the black lingerie she had worn previously, but they matched her bra. Rachel pulled them on, trapping his load and her juices in them. She fixed her bra and buttoned her shirt before she got up from the desk, which was wet from her juices.
"I need to clean here, and then myself, but we can talk first. If you don't mind, the teacher that you will be talking to will have your cum leaking out of her pussy," Rachel said while pulling out a pack of tissues and cleaning her desk.
