Being called “Fuyuhara” by a student didn’t sound bad. It promised a different kind of thrill than usual.

  Or so I thought.

  Then Miyagi—this little devil—spoke up.

  “How about Miyuki, then?”

  He used my first name!

  A wet, crawling sensation shot from my hips up my spine, numbing my brain.

  “Ugh… whoa.”

  A shiver like a chill spread through me, and I hugged myself without thinking.

  “Oh… ugh… oof…”

  It wouldn’t stop.

  Miyagi peered at me, worried. “Sensei? I mean, Miyuki? You okay?”

  “Oof… oh… wow. Getting called that by a half-naked student is intense.”

  I blurted the truth, but this erotic angel spouted more filth.

  “Should I go from half-naked to fully naked? Or do you want to strip me?”

  “Where do you even learn this stuff?”

  He stood by the bed in just bck boxers. Half-naked? Barely—almost full-on nude.

  Still, I couldn’t help it. His slim, faintly muscled body pulled me in.

  That’s how my first night with Miyagi, my student, began.

  In short, I lost it.

  I’d always figured I leaned submissive, but Miyagi’s moves unlocked more than I knew. When he told me to take off his boxers with my mouth, I thought, What’s this kid on? But I did it, and it wasn’t bad. We both knew I was in charge—an pyful act, a game.

  Miyagi read me somehow, and things escated that way. He pegged me as a masochist and asked if he should change from “Miyuki-san.”

  My head already fogged up from the first-name treatment—change it how?

  Then he said, “Miyuki.”

  No honorifics.

  “Hi!”

  A short yelp escaped me—a scream, really. It felt too good; my body reacted before my brain could.

  This was bad.

  If I let this slide, I’d never face him at school tomorrow.

  But it was hard to resist.

  My body craved it—just for when we’re alone.

  The overwhelming rush of a younger student dropping my name like that.

  He added, “Or back to ‘Sensei.’ Which do you prefer?”

  “I told you ‘Sensei’ brings guilt…”

  I pushed back, figuring it was more bearable than “Miyuki.” But after rejecting it once, I couldn’t cave easily. One more nudge, and I’d nod.

  Maybe he sensed it—he pressed harder.

  “Isn’t the fun in embracing it? We’re a real teacher and student.”

  “No… that line… crossing it would…”

  Was it time to give in? Too soon?

  As I wavered, he circled behind me. Before I could react, he whispered in my ear.

  “Really no good? I’d love to call you ‘Sensei’ while grabbing this little butt—”

  “Eek!”

  He stroked my ass!?

  A shiver hit me—new, electric. Nothing like joking butt-grabs with girlfriends. Big hands, firm fingers, gripping hard enough to reshape me. Pure male.

  I felt it—him—and it overwhelmed me.

  His sweet voice kept murmuring. “Grab it tight, mess you up. Thrust in every time I say ‘Sensei.’”

  “Uh… hooo…”

  A wordless moan slipped out.

  Thrust what? His dick, obviously!

  “Like this—Sensei, Sensei.”

  Each “Sensei” came with a rub—up, down—on my gripped ass. Soft whispers, firm then gentle strokes.

  That alone made my body hum, trembling without me noticing.

  Being wanted and touched by a guy could heat me up this much?

  Muscles tensed and rexed in waves of first-time thrill. Then it hit.

  Ah.

  Sudden.

  Oh, oh, oh.

  Bad—this was… bad!

  “…Ngh!”

  My desperate hold crumbled.

  “…Huh?”

  “No, wait! That was… just a little! Just the rush—not like I’m quick or anything!”

  I’d climaxed.

  Words fumbled out, but my legs barely held me up.

  “You came?” he asked.

  “Uh…”

  Obvious at a gnce.

  “Came, right?”

  “…Yeah.”

  No hiding it—I nodded, defeated.

  “Then I’ll call you ‘Sensei.’”

  “Please.”

  He’d caught me melting to “Sensei.”

  Accepting it now made sense—embarrassing sense.

  Damn, so uncool.

  But “Miyuki-san” still tugged at me. Too strong without the “-san,” but with it? Peak older-woman-younger-guy coolness—every gal my age dreams of it.

  I tossed that at him sideways. “Miyuki-san’s tempting too! A younger guy adding ‘-san’? Any woman my age would kill for it!”

  “…Really?”

  I thought he’d scoff, but no.

  “How about we switch it up? Next time, Miyuki-san?”

  What!?

  (Extra chapter for reaching 30+ powerstones.)