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Big Sister and the Coffee shop
EL SEXORCISTA: Electric Ladyland, Vol. 1
A D.N Angel novel of crime, love, and how pathetic man is
Introduction: Big Sister and the Coffee shop
Daisuke observed the chalkboard as he dazed in and out of sleep. Why in the world Dark had decided to… “Pluck a rose” from Risa last night was beyond him… but whatever the heck was his reason, he didn’t care. It was disgusting, annoying, and left him exhausted for the next day. Someone in this body actually wants to have a life other than rob expensive things and fuck little girls up their velvety, pink panties for a living all of his short, meaningless existence on Earth.
“Ah, come on, give me a break” Dark said, sounding very satisfied with himself, “I’m a love-hungry man, what can I say? Besides, I am a very persuasive man…” “If you hadn’t forgotten” Daisuke thought, rubbing his eyes, “I’m the one that used to love Risa… and now, you fuck her every other night… I’m too young… too delicate for this kind of crap…” “Pff, Riku never seems to leave your delicate little mind” Dark said, laughing, causing Daisuke to growl and fluster in anger and annoyance.
Dark is a good friend, Daisuke has to admit (“Ah, I love you too, buddy!” Dark said). But one thing he hated was Dark’s supremacy when it came to girls. Every day, Dark took a chance when Daisuke’s D.N.A fired up in sight of a pretty young girl in order to satisfy his appetite for either sex or his ego. It was stupid, and one of the reasons why Daisuke felt he didn’t need Dark within his psyche. And the nights when he did sleep with girls (or Riku) continued to return to him… and the… the…
Daisuke plopped his head on his desk, falling flat asleep. The teacher’s voice trailed off as he descended into a black dreamscape of blissful, wonderful nothingness. A slideshow flew past his face as he settled down on a bed, in a room, alone. The room was not his. It was too girly… and too decorated. It showed off too much personality. Daisuke’s room wasn’t like this… Besides, Daisuke had learned to keep his underwear on. In this case, they were off, an erect penis sprouted from his groin, and he felt semen all over.
“Daisuke… are you awake?” a begging, soft, inciting voice called to him… he sat up and stared at where the voice came from. There, her wrists and ankles chained up, a ball-gag next to her, was Riku. She seemed to have been sitting there for a while. Daisuke must have put her there…
“It’s about time… I’ve been waiting for hours… and since you didn’t unshackle me… I haven’t been able to move” she said, trying to move onto her side, apparently trying to get comfortable. “Come… I’ve been waiting…” Daisuke crouched down beside the bed, making sure his penis didn’t show, and stared at Riku, his entire body frozen, though inhibitions made him twitch several times. “What’s the matter?” Riku asked, staring caringly at Daisuke, a sweet smile on her face, “I need pleasure, sir…” and she opened up her legs so Daisuke could stare at her vagina.
His mouth dried, he began to shiver slightly, even though it wasn’t really cold in the room. He suddenly pounced on Riku, opened her legs wider, and stuffed his penis into her vagina. Riku squealed in both pain and pleasure. Daisuke began pumping, forward, backwards, like a machine. Slowly he went faster and faster. Riku began squealing for every time Daisuke rammed against her groin… “Oh…” she squealed, “Oh…” The night-stand they were next to began to quake, and then fell over as they went on and on.
“Oh my God…” Riku squealed as Daisuke went on and groaned… “Say my name…” Daisuke growled, “Say it…” “Daisuke… Daisuke… Daisuke… Daisuke… Daisuke!” And Daisuke jumped as he awoke. The young English teacher stood over him, her face signaling disappointment and anger. “Daisuke, if you desire sleep, you should sleep as much as you can in your bed! You are in a classroom, and you will pry your eyes open if you need to!”
Daisuke muttered his shy apologies before she walked away. “Yeah, might as well take her to bed, eh?” Dark said, giggling. “Shut up” Daisuke growled, rubbing his eyes off and blushing. “That was awesome!” Dark trilled like a girl, “I never knew you were so in love with her!!” and he rolled over in Daisuke’s mind, roaring with laughter. “But seriously” Dark stopped laughing, though Daisuke knew he still had a dirty little smile on his face, “she’s hot for a teacher, I mean, look at her” and Daisuke was forced to stare at his teacher as Dark poured sin into his brains.
“She’s kinda young, you know. Hell, what, 17, 18? She looks pretty young to be a teacher. Besides, that old hag that comes around didn’t show up today, didn’t she?” “My teacher isn’t an old hag!” Daisuke thought as he stared with a frown, “C’mon, man, she’s, what, 60? 70?” Dark mused, “35” Daisuke growled. “She’s a temp, then! Temps are always so damn desperate…” “She’s a substitute teacher! And temps are not always fucking desperate…” “Fine then, Mr. Politically Correct. But you gotta admit… that’s a pretty ample breast size!” “She looks like a freaking A or something”.
Dark laughed and he directed Daisuke’s eyes at her middle torso. Barely visible beneath the teacher’s white shirt was what looked like a bra strap. “Bra, my dear Daisuke. Bras make women with big bosom’s look rather small. And if you adjust your view just right…” Dark pushed Daisuke’s head forward in order for him to see the bra tag on the small of the teacher’s back… “Double-D” both Dark and Daisuke whispered. “Young plus teacher equals relationship with student, my dear friend.” “That’s disgusting…” Daisuke said, retreating back into his chair, “And I bet it’s illegal, too…” “What,” said Dark, sounding confrontational, “you a fucking lawyer?” “At least I ain’t a damn pervert, fucking little girls up their damn skirts…”
Dark chuckled, “what, you want me to stop fucking Risa?” “That would be very nice” Daisuke said, pursuing something that he knew Dark couldn’t hear… “You want to bet on it that you can’t fuck that teacher by Friday?” Dark said, sounding mischievous. Daisuke knew Dark was going to say this, and he prepared for it on full: “Only if you teach me how, Master Bishounen Casanova”.” Daisuke laughed internally as Dark mentally cringed. “Hmm… how about we raise the stakes?” Dark sounded unsure, and Daisuke took the chance to pounce, just like Dark did every time his D.N.A fired up.
“Hear this then” Daisuke whispered, though the rest he thought, “you give a… “Persuasion” lesson today and for the rest of the month at the same hour, whenever you’d like if I manage to screw her in two days, tops. If I lose, you can sleep with Risa all you want without complaint. Do we have a deal?” Daisuke knew Dark was very nervous with this treaty. It was probably a mutual psychic bond, for Daisuke was just as nervous. “Deal” he heard him grunt, and his heart jumped into his throat.
He knew exactly what he needed to do… though he didn’t know how to do it exactly. A young teacher to submit to a student she knew was riotous and disrespectful was quite a hard task for the student, and quite a forgettable, disgusting, and low-impact situation that was for the teacher… Daisuke was soon jumbled in plans among plans up until the end of class. The quitting-time bell made his ears ring and ache as he collected his books and stood up, disoriented from everyone else. Several kids passed him as he blundered to the exit.
He went through ever scenario. He studied every possible path he could take. He tried to think up excuses. He wracked his brains for pick-up lines. He thought about his allowance, thinking about what gift to buy. He remembers he had left his science book for an upcoming test. He turned around…
A squeal of fright and of shock rings out through the now-empty classroom as short little Daisuke walked into his tall, young, big-breasted teacher’s bosom. He recoiled without touching anything, the whole force exerted by his back. He smacked into a wall, his heart jumping incessantly up and down. “Daisuke!” the teacher squealed, her arms across her chest. Apparently, she had seen Daisuke stumble back and look absolutely stunned, since she did not smack him across the face with either her palm or a closed fist.
“I’m sorry!” Daisuke said, holding out one hand in front of him, “I didn’t see you… I was lost in thought…” “That’s ok…” the teacher said, standing up straight and sighing, her face gone red, “That’s fine” and she rose up a book into the air and said “Is this what you’re looking for?” she said, waving the book around. Daisuke smiled shyly and took the book, saying “thank you, it is”.
“Well then, you have any other questions for me?” she said, “Well, I was wondering if maybe I could… apologize, also, for dozing in the middle of your lesson” Daisuke said, looking at his teacher straight in the eye. She smiled and said “I forgive you. I knew you couldn’t be such a bad student.” Daisuke’s heart seemed to ease on him a little bit as his teacher spoke the word “bad”. “Especially after seeing that Takeshi boy act so roughly around his friends and fellow female classmates…” the teacher added.
“So, anything else you’d like to ask me?” she said, hoisting up her bag, “Well… I just think that I’m getting off a bit too easy…” “That’s understandable. Would you like some detention included?” “No, no!” Daisuke said, making his teacher, himself, and Dark laugh, “I was actually wondering if I could invite you to a coffee or something” Daisuke said, quite calmly.
He heard Dark bark out a chuckle as his teacher widened her eyes. “A coffee?” she said… “You’re paying, I assume?” “Yeah, absolutely. Tomorrow would be good; I’ve got a tutor to go to tonight” Daisuke said. They both agreed on a time and departed. Daisuke saw the teacher was still wide-eyed as she left.
“A ‘tutor’?” Dark said, sounding slightly annoyed, “I have a feeling you planned this…” “Someone else did, I just followed” Daisuke said, laughing and whooping; he knew he had this bet in the bag, even though at first he was just going to wave it off since he felt he couldn’t do nothing about it.
I guess it’s true, what they say about bets: when you’re winning it, you go through with it, but if you’re losing it, you’re bound to forget it or call it off for you own sake…
“So, are you going to go through with this?” Dark said, as Daisuke stepped into his house, said hello to his father, mother and grandpa, and crammed himself into his bed, exhausted, “Of course…” said Daisuke, dosing off. Dark chuckled, “You’re sleepy. You’re not thinking straight”, “Whatever…”Daisuke drawled. Immediately, his eyes snapped as he fell deeply asleep.
A D.N Angel novel of crime, love, and how pathetic man is
Introduction: Big Sister and the Coffee shop
Daisuke observed the chalkboard as he dazed in and out of sleep. Why in the world Dark had decided to… “Pluck a rose” from Risa last night was beyond him… but whatever the heck was his reason, he didn’t care. It was disgusting, annoying, and left him exhausted for the next day. Someone in this body actually wants to have a life other than rob expensive things and fuck little girls up their velvety, pink panties for a living all of his short, meaningless existence on Earth.
“Ah, come on, give me a break” Dark said, sounding very satisfied with himself, “I’m a love-hungry man, what can I say? Besides, I am a very persuasive man…” “If you hadn’t forgotten” Daisuke thought, rubbing his eyes, “I’m the one that used to love Risa… and now, you fuck her every other night… I’m too young… too delicate for this kind of crap…” “Pff, Riku never seems to leave your delicate little mind” Dark said, laughing, causing Daisuke to growl and fluster in anger and annoyance.
Dark is a good friend, Daisuke has to admit (“Ah, I love you too, buddy!” Dark said). But one thing he hated was Dark’s supremacy when it came to girls. Every day, Dark took a chance when Daisuke’s D.N.A fired up in sight of a pretty young girl in order to satisfy his appetite for either sex or his ego. It was stupid, and one of the reasons why Daisuke felt he didn’t need Dark within his psyche. And the nights when he did sleep with girls (or Riku) continued to return to him… and the… the…
Daisuke plopped his head on his desk, falling flat asleep. The teacher’s voice trailed off as he descended into a black dreamscape of blissful, wonderful nothingness. A slideshow flew past his face as he settled down on a bed, in a room, alone. The room was not his. It was too girly… and too decorated. It showed off too much personality. Daisuke’s room wasn’t like this… Besides, Daisuke had learned to keep his underwear on. In this case, they were off, an erect penis sprouted from his groin, and he felt semen all over.
“Daisuke… are you awake?” a begging, soft, inciting voice called to him… he sat up and stared at where the voice came from. There, her wrists and ankles chained up, a ball-gag next to her, was Riku. She seemed to have been sitting there for a while. Daisuke must have put her there…
“It’s about time… I’ve been waiting for hours… and since you didn’t unshackle me… I haven’t been able to move” she said, trying to move onto her side, apparently trying to get comfortable. “Come… I’ve been waiting…” Daisuke crouched down beside the bed, making sure his penis didn’t show, and stared at Riku, his entire body frozen, though inhibitions made him twitch several times. “What’s the matter?” Riku asked, staring caringly at Daisuke, a sweet smile on her face, “I need pleasure, sir…” and she opened up her legs so Daisuke could stare at her vagina.
His mouth dried, he began to shiver slightly, even though it wasn’t really cold in the room. He suddenly pounced on Riku, opened her legs wider, and stuffed his penis into her vagina. Riku squealed in both pain and pleasure. Daisuke began pumping, forward, backwards, like a machine. Slowly he went faster and faster. Riku began squealing for every time Daisuke rammed against her groin… “Oh…” she squealed, “Oh…” The night-stand they were next to began to quake, and then fell over as they went on and on.
“Oh my God…” Riku squealed as Daisuke went on and groaned… “Say my name…” Daisuke growled, “Say it…” “Daisuke… Daisuke… Daisuke… Daisuke… Daisuke!” And Daisuke jumped as he awoke. The young English teacher stood over him, her face signaling disappointment and anger. “Daisuke, if you desire sleep, you should sleep as much as you can in your bed! You are in a classroom, and you will pry your eyes open if you need to!”
Daisuke muttered his shy apologies before she walked away. “Yeah, might as well take her to bed, eh?” Dark said, giggling. “Shut up” Daisuke growled, rubbing his eyes off and blushing. “That was awesome!” Dark trilled like a girl, “I never knew you were so in love with her!!” and he rolled over in Daisuke’s mind, roaring with laughter. “But seriously” Dark stopped laughing, though Daisuke knew he still had a dirty little smile on his face, “she’s hot for a teacher, I mean, look at her” and Daisuke was forced to stare at his teacher as Dark poured sin into his brains.
“She’s kinda young, you know. Hell, what, 17, 18? She looks pretty young to be a teacher. Besides, that old hag that comes around didn’t show up today, didn’t she?” “My teacher isn’t an old hag!” Daisuke thought as he stared with a frown, “C’mon, man, she’s, what, 60? 70?” Dark mused, “35” Daisuke growled. “She’s a temp, then! Temps are always so damn desperate…” “She’s a substitute teacher! And temps are not always fucking desperate…” “Fine then, Mr. Politically Correct. But you gotta admit… that’s a pretty ample breast size!” “She looks like a freaking A or something”.
Dark laughed and he directed Daisuke’s eyes at her middle torso. Barely visible beneath the teacher’s white shirt was what looked like a bra strap. “Bra, my dear Daisuke. Bras make women with big bosom’s look rather small. And if you adjust your view just right…” Dark pushed Daisuke’s head forward in order for him to see the bra tag on the small of the teacher’s back… “Double-D” both Dark and Daisuke whispered. “Young plus teacher equals relationship with student, my dear friend.” “That’s disgusting…” Daisuke said, retreating back into his chair, “And I bet it’s illegal, too…” “What,” said Dark, sounding confrontational, “you a fucking lawyer?” “At least I ain’t a damn pervert, fucking little girls up their damn skirts…”
Dark chuckled, “what, you want me to stop fucking Risa?” “That would be very nice” Daisuke said, pursuing something that he knew Dark couldn’t hear… “You want to bet on it that you can’t fuck that teacher by Friday?” Dark said, sounding mischievous. Daisuke knew Dark was going to say this, and he prepared for it on full: “Only if you teach me how, Master Bishounen Casanova”.” Daisuke laughed internally as Dark mentally cringed. “Hmm… how about we raise the stakes?” Dark sounded unsure, and Daisuke took the chance to pounce, just like Dark did every time his D.N.A fired up.
“Hear this then” Daisuke whispered, though the rest he thought, “you give a… “Persuasion” lesson today and for the rest of the month at the same hour, whenever you’d like if I manage to screw her in two days, tops. If I lose, you can sleep with Risa all you want without complaint. Do we have a deal?” Daisuke knew Dark was very nervous with this treaty. It was probably a mutual psychic bond, for Daisuke was just as nervous. “Deal” he heard him grunt, and his heart jumped into his throat.
He knew exactly what he needed to do… though he didn’t know how to do it exactly. A young teacher to submit to a student she knew was riotous and disrespectful was quite a hard task for the student, and quite a forgettable, disgusting, and low-impact situation that was for the teacher… Daisuke was soon jumbled in plans among plans up until the end of class. The quitting-time bell made his ears ring and ache as he collected his books and stood up, disoriented from everyone else. Several kids passed him as he blundered to the exit.
He went through ever scenario. He studied every possible path he could take. He tried to think up excuses. He wracked his brains for pick-up lines. He thought about his allowance, thinking about what gift to buy. He remembers he had left his science book for an upcoming test. He turned around…
A squeal of fright and of shock rings out through the now-empty classroom as short little Daisuke walked into his tall, young, big-breasted teacher’s bosom. He recoiled without touching anything, the whole force exerted by his back. He smacked into a wall, his heart jumping incessantly up and down. “Daisuke!” the teacher squealed, her arms across her chest. Apparently, she had seen Daisuke stumble back and look absolutely stunned, since she did not smack him across the face with either her palm or a closed fist.
“I’m sorry!” Daisuke said, holding out one hand in front of him, “I didn’t see you… I was lost in thought…” “That’s ok…” the teacher said, standing up straight and sighing, her face gone red, “That’s fine” and she rose up a book into the air and said “Is this what you’re looking for?” she said, waving the book around. Daisuke smiled shyly and took the book, saying “thank you, it is”.
“Well then, you have any other questions for me?” she said, “Well, I was wondering if maybe I could… apologize, also, for dozing in the middle of your lesson” Daisuke said, looking at his teacher straight in the eye. She smiled and said “I forgive you. I knew you couldn’t be such a bad student.” Daisuke’s heart seemed to ease on him a little bit as his teacher spoke the word “bad”. “Especially after seeing that Takeshi boy act so roughly around his friends and fellow female classmates…” the teacher added.
“So, anything else you’d like to ask me?” she said, hoisting up her bag, “Well… I just think that I’m getting off a bit too easy…” “That’s understandable. Would you like some detention included?” “No, no!” Daisuke said, making his teacher, himself, and Dark laugh, “I was actually wondering if I could invite you to a coffee or something” Daisuke said, quite calmly.
He heard Dark bark out a chuckle as his teacher widened her eyes. “A coffee?” she said… “You’re paying, I assume?” “Yeah, absolutely. Tomorrow would be good; I’ve got a tutor to go to tonight” Daisuke said. They both agreed on a time and departed. Daisuke saw the teacher was still wide-eyed as she left.
“A ‘tutor’?” Dark said, sounding slightly annoyed, “I have a feeling you planned this…” “Someone else did, I just followed” Daisuke said, laughing and whooping; he knew he had this bet in the bag, even though at first he was just going to wave it off since he felt he couldn’t do nothing about it.
I guess it’s true, what they say about bets: when you’re winning it, you go through with it, but if you’re losing it, you’re bound to forget it or call it off for you own sake…
“So, are you going to go through with this?” Dark said, as Daisuke stepped into his house, said hello to his father, mother and grandpa, and crammed himself into his bed, exhausted, “Of course…” said Daisuke, dosing off. Dark chuckled, “You’re sleepy. You’re not thinking straight”, “Whatever…”Daisuke drawled. Immediately, his eyes snapped as he fell deeply asleep.