JAUNE'S HAREM (GOOD ENDING)
Professor Jaune Arc's patience with the three most obnoxious girls ended one fine day, and he dragged them to the counselor's room to put the fear of authority into the smug little brats.
Instead of giving a scolding, however, Jaune received an anguished confession of love from Neopolitan, the most beautiful of the three. Neo's tears dissolved any professional misgiving Jaune had, and he was powerless to refuse Neo's embrace as she buried her face into his warm arms.
There was no resistance as Cinder and Emerald undressed both Jaune and Neo as a bride was prepared for her groom. Neo's hair was loosened and curled in heavy waves of chocolate and strawberry cream across the vanilla-white slopes of her bare shoulders which were lightly blushed with virginal excitement. Cinder's touch sharpened the edges of Jaune's masculinity, and he was quickly turned into a potent weapon, a hardened battering of turgid muscle which trembled with barely restrained power in anticipation of its excited purpose.
Cinder's hands could not resist lingering for a moment on the potent, boiling hot shaft and her touch made Jaune gasp as he was guided towards Neo. Neo herself was arranged by Emerald on the teacher's desk on the thin layer of her school uniform where her limbs were pale, glistened with a sheen of light sweet, and reached eagerly for Jaune, save for a loose arm that was draped demurely over her bosom.
That loose arm, the one loose step from Neo's glorious nakedness, riveted Jaune's eyes onto Neo's body. The envious fury he felt for that arm! Would it that it was his skin, his flesh, that cloaked her from the covetuous eyes of the world.
His irrational hatred, sharpened into a dense point of lust, radiated such a palpable heat that Emerald unconsciously bared herself, her powerful, squat thighs and her darksome breasts tipped in pale brushes of dusty sand, to Jaune, but Jaune paid Emerald no heed. He was too focused on pushing through the tangible force of Neo's virginity with his lust and the effort made Jaune drip with sweat of his own.
At last, at long last, Jaune had Neo in his arms. One hand cradled her head while the other wrapped around the fulsome curve of Neo's thigh while Neo's fingers traced the lines on Jaune's cheek with the fascination of a child, and her legs reached painfully to wrap themselves around Jaune's flanks.
However, Jaune hesitated as he hovered over Neo, unable to consummate the act despite Cinder and Emerald's gently insistent encouragement.
Neo finally smiled up at Jaune's hesitation and let her arm drop to her side. Her bared nudity, divinely luminous, humbled Jaune, and in that same instant, he filled Neo with a full measure of his love that burst up from between her thighs and threw her head back against the desk she lay atop.
Jaune's roar of conquest was muffled by the blushed tips of Neo's breasts in his mouth, and the intensity of his unleashed masculinity made Emerald and Cinder tremble in each other's arms. Neo's surrender to Jaune's power, meanwhile, was one of rapturous delight. The fulfilment of both her long-cherished dreams of being taken by the man she loved and the accomplishment of her natural submission as a woman to a man.
Alas! Whether it was due to inexperience or overeagerness, Jaune's strength abruptly began to ebb, and the intense rhythm he had bore down on Neo started to falter. At the same time, Neo had also lost control over her body, and she was unable to succour and guide Jaune in his moment of helplessness.
It was only thanks to Cinder's soft hands and urgent commands that Jaune managed to hold on to a strand of control despite his utter exhaustion. Without Emerald's exhortations, Neo would not have had the presence of mind to raise her arms above her head and focus the last of her energies on her tight belly and thirsty womb, rippling desperately up and down the trembling shaft of Jaune's lance. At last, with Neo's hand in Emerald's and Cinder's breath hot on Jaune's neck, Neo's reserve broke into a silent scream triumph, and the steel of Jaune's shaft flooded Neo save for a drop of melted gold which ran in a thick trail down the inside of Neo's trembling thigh.
With the great work finally completed, Jaune and Neo could finally rest while Emerald and Cinder took their share of pleasure from the afterglow that clothed Jaune and Neo's naked bodies in the last light of day that shone through the classroom window.
