Strange Love
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Category:
+. to F › Card Captor Sakura
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
30
Views:
25,868
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own - CARD CAPTORS, TSUBASA, or any other Clamp thing. I wrote this for my own amusement. I do not make any money from these writings. Please don't sue
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Rika x Terada x Sakura
“Please, oh, teacher,” Rika’s face seemed so angelic bathing in her lover‘s, her teacher‘s, her long-time fiancé, her secret husband’s love-shower…
“Ugh, oh-oh, ugh, oh-oh!”
The hot semen dribbled onto her face, splattering her neck, and school uniform.
“First!”
Sakura shouted happily. She had beaten Tomoyo in a race there. The green-eyed girl took a step back seeing Rika with her teacher.
They had not taken notice of her. Rika was too engrossed in giving “her husband” every duty of her wifely duty…
“Te-tera-ter-Terada-sensei,” the teenaged girl stammered out.
“Oh, hi,” Rika sighted the shocked girl, “Sakura-Chan.”
He pulled away from his loving wife. Speech failed him.
“What-what-what were you doing,” blushing, Sakura stammered out. She knew that there was some sort of relationship between them, but not this type of “relationship.”
“Nothing, Sensai was just teaching me extra lessons,” Rika lied.
Had Sakura not walked in right then and there, she would have made love to him.
Her big green eyes blinked seeing her teacher‘s massive member, “What kind of lessons?”
“This,” Rika pulled Sakura into a kiss, her hand slipping inside the shirt.
Sakura could feel it on her tongue as Rika kissed her - her teacher’s subtle taste.
Fishing free her bra, Rika took little notice that her friend has started to lick her face, chest, and neck dabbing off every trace of her husband’s love-milk.
Terada stood there watching his lovely wife molest Sakura’s breasts and his favorite student grope his wife’s mounds, his member arched loving every single minute.
“Sakura…”
Rika interrupted her groping, her took Sakura’s hand and slipped it inside her skirt. She gave Sakura a bright smile hoping to be masturbated by her chief bridesmaid.
Instead Sakura broke off from her, she pushed several desks together making one large wooden bed. Smiling ear-to-ear, “Sit down here,” Rika-chan,” Sakura pointed to one end of the desks.
“Okay,” Rika did as she was told.
Sakura placed Rika on the desk. She unhooked her black shirt and waited for Rika to remove her top. When she did, the green-eyed girl coped her exposing her lacy bra and panties. Crawling up onto the set of desks, she smiled at Terada giving him a nice view of her ass.
He groaned stroking his prick. His finger bushing between the left and right ball and then up the penis.
Rika began rubbing herself.
“No,” Sakura shook her head, “Let me.”
The two girls kissed. Rika unclasped the left cup of Sakura’s bra as Sakura’s soft hands pealed around Rika’s breast squeezing it. Their loving hands searched each other over.
Rika freed Sakura’s other breast letting her bra finally come off. Sakura broke off the kiss. She started to move down to her friend’s panties, her green eye flicked back to her teacher pleasuring himself, “Why don’t you join us, sensai?”
The desks creaked under their combined weight. His arched prick was aching for real attention. Sakura took no notice of him or its size. Her green eyes did a double-take when she saw her friend’s shaved pussy.
Rika looked down at it for a second, “Something the matter, Sakura-chan?”
“No,” Sakura lied. This was just as Terada’s prick begins to rub against the soft lace fabric covering his favorite student’s ass.
He rubbed enjoying the soft tickle of fabric against his blood-gorged prick.
Sakura had to get a better look. She had only two frames of reference – her own unshaved and Tomoyo’s unshaved. She brushed her fingers against it, taking a pause to flick Rika’s clit.
The most mature of her school friends moaned and sighed.
Then Sakura let out a scream. His prick had thrust into the crack of her ass. The lovely pounding of his prick enclosed by the thin fabric of her panties, her eyes began to water…
Keeping Sakura focused off the sheer pain of her teacher’s eager thrusts, Rika took two of Sakura’s fingers and shoved them inside her pussy.
It felt weird. It felt wonderful.
The lace going up her ass, his prick pushing it deep inside.
The fingers ticked inside of Rika ad the hand cupped curiously around the bald pubic mound. She thrust in deeper as if Rika’s walls gripped her fingers, trying to ignore and copying her teacher’s thrusts into her ass.
The pre-cum dribbled out of his prick, immediately he shot back. He twitched almost afraid. Rika, his secret wife, was one thing. His best student was another.
“Something the matter, Terada-sensai,” she turned to him extracting her panties from her crack. She laid on her side next to Rika’s pussy trying to take her anal rape in - concluding that since the panties were in the way, she counted herself as a virgin back- there. Unfortunately, the only way to remove her panties from her ass was to completely remove her panties.
He looked at her pussy, its lips ready for love.
“Please, oh, teacher,” Rika’s face seemed so angelic bathing in her lover‘s, her teacher‘s, her long-time fiancé, her secret husband’s love-shower…
“Ugh, oh-oh, ugh, oh-oh!”
The hot semen dribbled onto her face, splattering her neck, and school uniform.
“First!”
Sakura shouted happily. She had beaten Tomoyo in a race there. The green-eyed girl took a step back seeing Rika with her teacher.
They had not taken notice of her. Rika was too engrossed in giving “her husband” every duty of her wifely duty…
“Te-tera-ter-Terada-sensei,” the teenaged girl stammered out.
“Oh, hi,” Rika sighted the shocked girl, “Sakura-Chan.”
He pulled away from his loving wife. Speech failed him.
“What-what-what were you doing,” blushing, Sakura stammered out. She knew that there was some sort of relationship between them, but not this type of “relationship.”
“Nothing, Sensai was just teaching me extra lessons,” Rika lied.
Had Sakura not walked in right then and there, she would have made love to him.
Her big green eyes blinked seeing her teacher‘s massive member, “What kind of lessons?”
“This,” Rika pulled Sakura into a kiss, her hand slipping inside the shirt.
Sakura could feel it on her tongue as Rika kissed her - her teacher’s subtle taste.
Fishing free her bra, Rika took little notice that her friend has started to lick her face, chest, and neck dabbing off every trace of her husband’s love-milk.
Terada stood there watching his lovely wife molest Sakura’s breasts and his favorite student grope his wife’s mounds, his member arched loving every single minute.
“Sakura…”
Rika interrupted her groping, her took Sakura’s hand and slipped it inside her skirt. She gave Sakura a bright smile hoping to be masturbated by her chief bridesmaid.
Instead Sakura broke off from her, she pushed several desks together making one large wooden bed. Smiling ear-to-ear, “Sit down here,” Rika-chan,” Sakura pointed to one end of the desks.
“Okay,” Rika did as she was told.
Sakura placed Rika on the desk. She unhooked her black shirt and waited for Rika to remove her top. When she did, the green-eyed girl coped her exposing her lacy bra and panties. Crawling up onto the set of desks, she smiled at Terada giving him a nice view of her ass.
He groaned stroking his prick. His finger bushing between the left and right ball and then up the penis.
Rika began rubbing herself.
“No,” Sakura shook her head, “Let me.”
The two girls kissed. Rika unclasped the left cup of Sakura’s bra as Sakura’s soft hands pealed around Rika’s breast squeezing it. Their loving hands searched each other over.
Rika freed Sakura’s other breast letting her bra finally come off. Sakura broke off the kiss. She started to move down to her friend’s panties, her green eye flicked back to her teacher pleasuring himself, “Why don’t you join us, sensai?”
The desks creaked under their combined weight. His arched prick was aching for real attention. Sakura took no notice of him or its size. Her green eyes did a double-take when she saw her friend’s shaved pussy.
Rika looked down at it for a second, “Something the matter, Sakura-chan?”
“No,” Sakura lied. This was just as Terada’s prick begins to rub against the soft lace fabric covering his favorite student’s ass.
He rubbed enjoying the soft tickle of fabric against his blood-gorged prick.
Sakura had to get a better look. She had only two frames of reference – her own unshaved and Tomoyo’s unshaved. She brushed her fingers against it, taking a pause to flick Rika’s clit.
The most mature of her school friends moaned and sighed.
Then Sakura let out a scream. His prick had thrust into the crack of her ass. The lovely pounding of his prick enclosed by the thin fabric of her panties, her eyes began to water…
Keeping Sakura focused off the sheer pain of her teacher’s eager thrusts, Rika took two of Sakura’s fingers and shoved them inside her pussy.
It felt weird. It felt wonderful.
The lace going up her ass, his prick pushing it deep inside.
The fingers ticked inside of Rika ad the hand cupped curiously around the bald pubic mound. She thrust in deeper as if Rika’s walls gripped her fingers, trying to ignore and copying her teacher’s thrusts into her ass.
The pre-cum dribbled out of his prick, immediately he shot back. He twitched almost afraid. Rika, his secret wife, was one thing. His best student was another.
“Something the matter, Terada-sensai,” she turned to him extracting her panties from her crack. She laid on her side next to Rika’s pussy trying to take her anal rape in - concluding that since the panties were in the way, she counted herself as a virgin back- there. Unfortunately, the only way to remove her panties from her ass was to completely remove her panties.
He looked at her pussy, its lips ready for love.