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Zaya Romanov joined the meeting

A pop up appeared at the corner of your screen. Unintentionally, your eyes would open wide at her name. This is your first time witnessing your favorite teacher being late. It is very unheard-of for Ms. Romanov to be like that.

The vixen is a walking affirmation. Like a good message that is written on a cold paper, your teacher may have a tough looking exterior but she constantly turns your stomach into a warm puddle and maybe a responsive part of yours too. It's funny 'cause the two of you never had any real interactions yet, you developed this little crush on her.

Finally freeing you from having to endure the profile pictures that dappled your monitor, you absorbed the sight of Ms. Romanov wearing a beige colored blouse. Her rust-colored straight hair has a soft appearance and it looks silky. As always, her eyebrows are on fleek and she is perfectly groomed. She alludes to this some kind of energy that makes you gravitate towards her.

Or maybe that's just your view because you are aware of how you would sometimes call her name softly at night when it's too much to not think about.

Good thing your camera is off or else she'll see how much you are ogling at her. Hoping to at least divert your attention to something else, you scribbled random things on your paper.

"Everyone, please open your cameras for the attendance."

This startled you, causing you to bump your study table slightly. Normally, the person who is in charge of the class does not care if the students' cameras are not on.

"Ow."

What the hell. Your supposedly 'sunflower' that you were drawing transformed into wide bushes of ink.

You dropped your pen and brushed your hair using your paw softly. Nope, there's no way you are going to do this. Your plan is to tell your teacher that your internet is so slow that turning it on might not help. That's it, no further explanation needed.

Consecutive last names were called. Your ears caught the various tones and volumes of "present" for each.

"Ms. Kira?" You pressed and held the spacebar, a shortcut for opening the mic in the meeting.

"Yes ma'am? I- present, I mean." Peering green eyes didn't break from looking at you as she leaned on her office chair. For a second, you thought your camera was on.

You knew you would stutter if you talked to the class with Ms. Romanov sitting like that.

You quickly typed in your miserable excuse. A notification sound was then released from your teacher's audio right after you hit enter.

She straightened her back and leaned forward to read what was on the chat box. This is when you notice a pendant slowly delving into the valley of her breasts. You wish to get over these thoughts. Mornings do not feel the same.

"It's okay, you can turn it on..whenever you can." You convinced yourself to look at her face. Her index finger was scratching her jawline as she said those lines.

"Alright, we will have a recall first regarding the standard equation of a circle." She stated and some of your classmates nodded along the way.

A slide was then shown.

See Figure 1.8, where a circle is drawn. It has center C (h, k) and radius r > 0. A point P (x,y) is on the circle if and only if PC = r.

The next thing you saw was a formula and the conditions that needed to be satisfied.

"This is the standard equation of the circle with center C (h,k) and radius r." A cursor was gliding around it to highlight it. Your classmate was trying to yawn in a not so obvious way.

"If the center is the origin, then h = 0 and k = 0. What do you think will happen to the equation in that case?" She crossed her arms.

You know the answer but you're too shy for this so, why not let the others have their chance?

The problem is no one is answering.

"No one knows the answer?" Her face softened as she uncrossed her arms. The class was expecting her to scoff or express her disappointment in any way but she uttered a small 'it's okay.' instead.

That made you feel better. You hit the raise-your-hand button in the google meet.

"Yes Ms. Kira?"

"The equation will be x^2 + y^2 = r ^ 2, ma'am." You said meekly while clicking your pen.

"That's right, you got it correct. By the way, I'll have to talk to you after the class." Ms. Romanov presently proceeded with what is more to discuss.

Just when you thought your white fur couldn't get any paler, she proved you wrong. You told yourself that you shouldn't be nervous. You are not a cub anymore.

Saving your questions for later, you're thinking of how you will talk to your hot teacher. Did you do something wrong? Maybe you forgot to submit a task.

Everything was muffled by your thoughts.

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"Alright, that's it for today. Take note of the deadlines for your tasks." At this moment, Ms. Romanov's camera was off. You raised your eyebrows. It felt like time flew fast for you were so focused on how you're gonna act around her. When did sitting become awkward?

Zaya Romanov: Ms. Kira, please stay.

You tilt your head as you read what she typed in on the chat box. What's with the sudden downplay? Is she having internet issues?

Your classmates bid their goodbyes and left the meeting. You were greeted by your own reflection on the black screen. It was now just the two of you. Once again, you heard a notification sound.

Zaya Romanov: You got a failing mark on your two tests for the first time. This is unusual because I thought you were enjoying my class and the subject.

Enjoying her class? Were you that obvious or was she simply trying to encourage you?

Nonetheless, you replied:

Sorry Ma'am, I've been out of focus lately...

You were not lying when you said that. You are stressed, that's given already but you don't know why you tend to turn to your excessive urges or fantasies as a way of distraction. It's frustrating 'cause you're losing sleep and you feel guilty of course. You- yourself know that it's not right to have images of Ms. Romanov taking care of your needs in your head.

You simply feel like you're in good hands if that happens not that it would.

The silence was deafening. No one was talking.

Zaya Romanov: Let me be straightforward to you Ms. Kira. I think I know why this happened. I saw your conversations about me with someone in an anonymous blog. You were asking them how to prevent those indecent thoughts about a certain redhead teacher which happens to be me especially when you're stressed right?

Shit. She's right. You made a big, big mistake. There is no other redhead female teacher here in your school. You don't wanna think about what will happen if she informs your parents about this or the consequences of the school. What do you do? How did she even know about this? Oh.

The school's computer.

But you remember disconnecting the computer from the school's wifi and using your mobile data. How did she know that it was you who used the computer? This is stupid but for now you have to play dumb.

Kira Kagari: I don't know what you're talking about, Miss. You must've mistaken me for someone else?

Wait, what if I sound rude or something. You thought to yourself. It's not uncommon for a Japanese fox such as you to be an overthinker, thanks to your mother and her unpredictable mood swings.

Kira Kagari: Not trying to sound disrespectful, of course :)

You had a face to face class once during that time. You decided to go to the computer lab since, no one goes there that much, to study and use the computer for browsing. You don't feel like going home yet to face your family. There's this site that you know wherein you can vent anything anonymously and it works better on a computer. You should've not disregarded the possibility of this happening for the sake of having the site on a computer.

Zaya Romanov: No need to lie. You are lucky that it was me who read it. I was on my way to the room to print some files when I saw you walk out alone.

The attempt of covering your secret and convincing yourself that you'll get your way out of this dissipated quickly. You should apologize to her and take the consequences.

Zaya Romanov: It concerns me.

Maybe it's because you were already accepting the humiliation nervously that you can't read properly right now. You don't know what to say.

Kira Kagari: Sorry miss, that was very inappropriate of me. I understand what you are about to do after our talk. I am very sorry for making you uncomfortable as well.

You deleted what you were typing when a follow up message appeared.

Zaya Romanov: Didn't I say that you are lucky it is me who saw it?

Kira Kagari: What do you mean, Miss?

Zaya Romanov: I think I wanna help my favorite student.

You felt your heart drop. Immediately, your teacher regretted what she said.

Zaya Romanov: I apologize deeply for my words, I think I'm also pent-up with work. We can just forget any of this and pretend that it didn't happen. Have a good day Kira.

It's embarrassing to say that seeing Ms. Romanoff lost her control like that turned you on easily. You began to type in a questionable manner, forgetting the proper capitalization when texting online; you were utterly still an adolescent.

Kira Kagari: u can release ur stress inside me miss. im sorry again

Silence covered the meeting once again. It is not helping that your cameras are still turned off. You gripped the hem of your shirt at the thought of what your teacher is probably doing behind it.

Zaya Romanov: Do you think this is a joke? Are you making fun of me?

Kira Kagari: no ma'am i want u but im kind of scared

Zaya Romanov: Like what I said, you're my favorite Y/N. I wanna help my good student out if she lets me. What's making you nervous?

Kira Kagari: my parents and the school

Zaya Romanov: Scared of your parents seeing how much you like being with your teacher?

Kira Kagari: pls dont say it like that

Zaya Romanov: We will keep it a secret. You're the only one here I choose to do this with, Kira.

She chooses you and whatever this is. Your mind is getting tainted with the fact that you are the only student who gets to have this with her. Miss Romanov is inevitably the talk of the school sometimes for her looks and way of teaching.

Zaya Romanov: I'll guide you along the way. I'll teach you how to make yourself feel good.

You turned your head towards the drawer that has your toys inside it. As expected, your teacher thinks that you don't know how to play with yourself. You remember being confused with what you feel when you hump something for the first time. It feels wrong but the longer that you did it, the more it got you hooked on the sensation and the release afterwards.

Zaya Romanov: Are you alone right now?

Kira Kagari: yes miss

Zaya Romanov: Tell me your thoughts about me

Her message made you hold your breath a little. You're not used to talking to her so openly like this.

Kira Kagari i find myself thinkin about you holding a camera while u pound into me

Kira Kagari: sorry

Kira Kagari: i just

Zaya Romanov: Do you want me to have something I can watch when I miss playing with my pretty student?

Zaya Romanov: To see you covering your face while you angle your hips just to put my fingers in?

You bit your bottom lip. Her words sent a pulsing sensation down there. You got up instantly and carried your laptop to the bed. You hesitantly put a pillow between your legs. Grinding on something while talking to her doesn't seem right to you. It ain't your fault though that you needed to calm it down even for just a little.

Zaya Romanov: What else?

You started typing again at the same time, rubbing yourself against the soft surface. Ms. Romanov doesn't know what her good little student is doing right now. You were shuddering at the tingles beneath you. Your fingers were cold but you can feel your cheeks heat up.

Kira Kagari: i wanna have my hnds tied behind me and u ordering me

Kira Kagari: to be on my knees while u fuck my mouth

Kira Kagari: wana feel ur thighs twitch

Kira Kagari: my mouth is needy for ur cunt ma'am

It was hard to type while grinding.

And before you can even stop yourself, your other hand slowly cupped your clothed core and started rubbing the gap between its lips. You were starting to get impatient from the wetness. This is the first time that you got horny solely because of someone's texts. What more if you see her laying down and beckoning you to come closer on her lap? God, your imagination is just...

Zaya Romanov: kira

Zaya Romanov: i didnt knoe a girl like you can say thosr filthy words

Nothing hindered you from noticing her typos. You humped your hand faster at the thought that she's also doing it and that your teacher was, in fact, having a hard time as well.

" F-fuck." You moaned softly. Your forehead was against the pillow as you tried to hold your voice in. Grinding on her warm abdomen as you suck her thumb would be nice, you think. Really nice.

Zaya Romanov: i wont tolerate you cursing

Zaya Romanov: let me see you

Zaya Romanovf: show yourselfto me

You stopped touching yourself. That's when you realized you accidentally unmuted your mic when you were going faster. So careless. She definitely heard the noises that you make. You sat up.

"But um, I'm kinda shy and very new to this." After all, you are still a virgin. Your fingers and your toys are the only things that felt how warm you were inside.

"Will I get to at least see you, Miss?" You asked meekly.

Zaya Romanov: you will

You waited for a few seconds before slowly opening the camera. You clasped your fingers together as you placed it on your lap.

Zaya Romanov: do you wanna remove your shorts for me? dont take anything else off

As a response, you nodded and stepped out of the bed to remove it. Light shone on your bed sheet and small movements are seen by your peripheral vision from your laptop.

It was Ms. Romanov in a hair bun. She was wearing a white lacy bralette. The pendant was still there but you couldn't care less. If only you could feel her cover your body.

You stood there stiffly.

Zaya Romanov: stop staring and sit down

Caught on 4k...Kira. Needless to say, she does know that you are staring at her like someone in heat.

You modestly took your steps towards the bed. Your knees were pressed together while you were in a sitting position. The pressure tickled your center.

Zaya Romanov: open your legs for me

The frame doesn't show her lower body yet you can sense that she's touching her lap with her hands teasingly.

You looked at your right side with your body still facing her as you gently spread to display your underwear to her.

Zaya Romanov: look at me

The cool air didn't do anything to calm your slit. You were not able to notice her message.

"Why won't you look at me, cub?" She raised her eyebrows at you. You followed her voice and what she said but chose to stay silent.

"Look at your nub poking through that tiny underwear of yours..."

"And you did ruin it."

"You seriously get turned on that easily?" Not sure if she is mocking you or not.

But this makes you easier to play with. There's no moment for you to close your legs once more when you hear something from her.

"Don't." Her gaze hardened.

Your heart quickens at this. Stammering, you continued.

"Only when..when it comes to you Miss."

An image of perhaps, how your face would scrunch under her presence and touch then briefly crosses the lust-ridden mind of your teacher. She's very lucky to have a student like you indeed.

"Go ahead. Masturbate and cum on the screen, cub."

A creak from her chair reverberated. Strands of hair move down to her cheek as she reaches a bottle of massage oil. She detects you gazing with your mouth a bit agape.

"Do you still need your teacher to do it for you?" She chuckled dryly. You haven't done anything yet. If you're gonna continue, might as well act like a complete toy for her that you've been hiding for so long.

You'd probably cum right away when it's her hand groping your helpless body. By that time at least you get to have your release on her face and not the screen.

You hummed as you tasted your own fingers, lathering and covering them with your spit before slowly trailing them under your tiny underwear.

Ms. Romanov was looking at it intently, wanting to see more of you. You were feeling stronger effects from her watching you masturbate to her.

Her palms itched hearing your relieved gasps and quiet moans. Your movement falters when you see her fondling the lining of her bralette and eventually palming her areolas through it. You pat roughly on your clit as you anticipate what she will do next.

"Does doing it with Miss feels better than having to wait at night to finally touch it.... without me?" She dribbled some oil on her chest making the shape of its soft swell and her nipples more obvious.

"Yes v-very."

"Is that head of yours wishing that these were your hands instead?" She lifted her bralette carefully so as not to reveal her puckering peaks fully. Those eyes of yours lit up and you nodded. However, your expectation of seeing her bare was seized.

"Answer me. You're not gonna get what you want if I can't even see what you're hiding under there." She was pulling her bralette up and down as a way of stimulating her nipples using the thin fabric with the oil while crossing her legs.

"Sorry ma'am." You moved the crotch of your panty aside to expose your cunt, a string of your wetness evident. This act of yours was viewed as you trying to tease her. The shirt that you were wearing was wrinkled and your pelvic area was exposed.

Ms. Romanov discarded her undergarments and moved her office chair backwards a bit to give you a view of her naked body.

Actually still not getting used and embarrassed, you turned your back on her as you took your shirt off and bent when it was your panty next, making your ass more tempting for your teacher.

"God, just what I thought." She sounds like she was catching her breath and you are aware of the cause of this. You glanced at your teacher groping her breast and playing with her folds. Both of her feet were resting on the seat of the office chair as if she was squatting. What makes you feel giddier is how she looks unaffected doing it like she's encouraging her student.

"I knew you were very pretty down there." Ms. Romanov smirked when she noticed you tighten and clench. She crouched down into her fingers while holding tightly onto the armrest.

"Miss, I wanna touch myself again..." You exclaimed softly. Your body moved on its own which led you to your knees and your slit facing the camera again.

She chuckled dryly before saying "I'll let you if you spread those cheeks of yours.". You whined at her condition. A slick can be felt when you cupped both of your ass cheeks.

"I hope my little student won't mind if I give myself a souvenir." Shutter sounds of a certain camera joined the session. Muffling your answer against the mattress, you entered two fingers immediately. You snapped your head up and tightened your thighs around your hand.

"Hnghh..please let it stay inside mee." Goosebumps were on your back as you continued riding your bliss. Using your first two fingers from your other hand, you softly squeezed your clitoral hood. This drawed a cry from you.

"Slap your ass for me." You glanced at her through your eyelashes. She was still recording while occasionally fingering herself.

"Ms. Zay' !" Jolting from the stinging that you caused, you tapped on your pussy to distract yourself.

"You want me to touch you that badly?" She groaned seeing you slap your ass again. You were gasping from the burning feeling and the coil inside your tummy. This was still frustrating to you. You bet she's the type of person that will kiss your sternum while she's ruining you with her strap...and you want that so bad.

"L-let me use my toy, Ms. Zaya." She tucked her legs and positioned herself sideways on the chair. Your voice was trapped at the back of your throat when you got on your back.

"Toy? I haven't bought myself one since I was too busy." Knowing your parents, she was surprised how you were not caught. Your teacher, however, was excited to see you act on what you like more and initiate. She stopped recording.

"You should try it." Is this your way of saying that you are hoping for more meetings like this? Not sure. In case that happens, you are definitely down to watch her thrust herself into the said poor toy.

"Go and get your toys for me then." Taking that as a cue, you temporarily closed your camera to pull something out from the drawer. It was a pink dildo vibrator that has tiny bunny ears on it for clit stimulation. That's when you spotted your big teddy bear out of nowhere.

Sorry Tiger. You thought as you placed the toy on top of it. The position helps strike a certain area that makes you weak.

"I'm back Miss. Is this uh, okay?" The tip of it was slightly dipping in. Ms. Romanov almost cursed at herself but managed to stop.

"Very cute of you, cub." She exhaled gradually. To her, you lost your self-respect, prepping your cunt on a teddy bear and the weird part is it's hot to her.

You gripped onto the stuff toy and decided to ram the whole length into your walls. Letting out a small squeak, you brushed your neck and closed your eyes enjoying every part of it.

"I-I'm pretending it's you.. using this." Placing your palm on your pelvis, you were referring to your slit. It was obvious that you want her to use your pussy for her own good.

And god, you were really getting better at making your teacher horny. When her mouth would release sinful noises, it sounded strained like she was trying to hold herself back. You turned the button on which sent vibrations to your labia then on your clit as you were moving yourself up and down.

Ms. Romanov kept on swallowing to cover up for how aroused she was, leaving the sounds that you make louder. The two of you stopped talking a lot and she started matching your pace. She was still on her side, clamping on three digits this time. Her wrist was getting sore but she didn't care, the hurt felt good.

The buzzing became harder, the toy was rotating like crazy inside you. You feel like you suddenly can't move due to the sensation but you keep on moaning desperately. Your teacher saw that you were struggling because it kept on slipping out. Perhaps the reason was you squirming all over the place. You forgot how strong the thing can be and overwhelming.

"Loosen up. The next time we meet, I'm gonna enter you all the way in." As much as she loves watching you doing it to yourself, she was sure it's nothing compared to the feeling of you squeezing around her incredibly hard. Oh how she'd love to corrupt your compliant self.

Involuntarily, you suddenly spasmed to the point that you can't even speak. You clenched your teeth shakily and you dropped towards the mattress.

Ms. Romanov threw her head backwards and placed her forearm over her mouth. God, this was so hot to her. You can't even steady yourself because of the toy. She can sense that you were reaching your peak.

But your stubborn ass was trying to hold it in, embarrassed that you are going to cum first and you were slightly easier to play with. Your teacher called your name out.

"I don't wanna cum yet." You shut your eyes, trying to minimize the movement. However, still without control, your body betrayed you. You squirted on the bed. It was hard to hold it in any longer. You opened your mouth but no sounds came out of it. You were screaming silently as those legs of yours continue to tremble.

You quickly pulled it out of you not being able to take it. The bed was wet and the buzzing ceased.

" 'M sorry, I squirted like that."

"Shhh.." It was exclaimed under her breath but you think it was a request to stay still and focus on her getting close. She raised her left leg slightly for more access. Laying on the side made her more sensitive.

"You look so cute with a cock in you." If she's gonna talk like that, this session might not end. Her vision landed on her swollen pussy and then to you. You can sense something was going on. She was slowly wrinkling her eyebrows and nose.

Feeling like something is gonna explode, her toes curled. She finally let out a throaty moan that was held back while reaching her peak. Your teacher can feel her nerves inside twitch.

Letting the thrill subside, Ms. Romanov grabbed some tissues and wiped her release. It was swollen from her cumming. Doing it with you was interesting and very hot.

"Are you okay, Miss?" You wrapped yourself with a blanket. You really hope she enjoyed it as much as you do.

"Of course." She smiled.

"If you ace your upcoming tasks and tests, we will do it again. Unless, you're not interested anymore." Again? Your mind was running wild. She might do it with her own toy this time.

"Oh and when we do it, I want you on my desk this time." She said seriously. Holy fuck.

Zaya Romanov left the meeting

You sat there not believing what just happened. She left you alone with your thoughts. That was so rude in a good way. But you? Being destroyed on her desk? In person? Getting caught was not a bad idea after all.