Idk how exactly binghe knows abt schoolgirl kink but maybe its a modern au
Binghe has a reoccuring fantasy where he is dressed in a schoolgirl's uniform and his pussy is dripping wet on shen qingqiu's pant leg. Being bent over the teacher's desk being asked to read the chalk on the blackboard. His skirt flipped up and panties rolled over on themselves, nearly meeting his cotton thigh-highs socks. Sqq's form dwarfing his as the man leaned close over him, fingers oh-so-delicately tipping his chin up to read. Pressing the faintest red marks into his jaw and neck.
His pussy is squeezing erratically around the hot, solid length of the man. Sqq doesnt move, stays motionless above binghe as he requests binghe read aloud. Binghe tries, he does, but as he finishes the first word his teacher thrusts at a perfect angle and the second word jumps a few octaves to end in a squeak. Sqq stops. "Continue, if you please, Binghe." Binghe is silent for a moment, gasping for breath. Then, he continues. Sqq starts slower this time, letting binghe finish the first sentence before beginning to rock, first just the tiniest amount, nudging in, then making greater and greater movements until his angular hips are making the softest, breathiest pap's against binghe's plush ass. A gentle kiss between the two bodies. Sqq follows above, pressing his flower-petal lips to binghe's shoulder, then his neck, then his cheek, trailing toward binghe's mouth until finally sqq uses his tightening grip on binghe's chin to turn him away from the board, licking into him in such a filthy way that binghe spasms. Sqq pulls back and lets the strand of spit between them break before saying, "this teacher doesn't remember asking his student to stop." Binghe's voice wobbles like jello through the rest of the paragraph before sqq flips him over and begins really pounding into him, caressing his neck, letting his fingers drape their slight weight across binghe's throat, heavy and hot. His gaze is just as heavy, transfixed on his own hand. His pointer finger drags down over the bumps and dips of binghe's trachea, and binghe feels his orgasm wash over him, first pulling at his gut like the tide and then pushing him over, tumbling through the surf like seaweed. It gushes through him, making him clench heavily, thighs squeezing and toes flexing. His upper half feels liquid, like a puppet with its strings cut. He couldnt lift an arm if he tried. All of him spasms. Sqq had paused at first with a sharp inhale that binghe knew he'd be replaying in his thoughts for a while, and would let it slip between idle thoughts like a stim for longer; but now he's rocking again, somehow impossibly more gentle than before. Binghe realizes sqq is carding his fingers through binghe's curls and and the twin sensations make his eyes cross. Sqq flips him over again, pushing him into the desk.
He knows his mouth is hanging open like a bimbo in need of a cock to suck, useless without his mouth stuffed full just like his pussy, drooling hot come and puffy from being used like a cocksleeve, too stupid to be useful for anything but his teacher's pleasure. His eyesight is blurry from his eyes crossing so hard as he tries his best to rock back, to give sqq even a little pleasure, so that this isn't just a chore for sqq, a punishment for misbehaving student. But sqq spanks him in reprimand and binghe freezes. "Good boy, holding still for me." Sqq massages the flesh, squeezing a perky handful. "Binghe came without requesting this teacher's permission, but we will work on that, won't we, darling?" He thrusts sharply on the last word, slamming with perfect aim into that delicious little spot, and binghe lets out a shocked little ah! before trying to pant out a yes, Teacher Shen! And immediately coming again with a squeal. Binghe comes six more times before he can finally hold off long enough for sqq to give him permission, and by then he's sobbing and creaming himself near-instantly. His pussy is frothy with gooey seed getting fucked in and out of him over and over. It bubbles up and drools down the crease of his hip to dribble past his tight little hole before puddling obscenely on his skirt between his legs. By the time sqq pulls out, binghe is a heap of crying, drooling virgin turned heart-eyed and cock-hungry.
"Disappointing," sqq sighs. "Binghe, this teacher expected more from you. We will have to double your study time from now on. Don't fret, this teacher will help you."
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