Watch JAV Icon Maria Ono Drain Her Pupil’s Hard Cock in Forbidden School Fantasy
The final bell had long since echoed through the empty corridors of Tokyo’s elite prep school, yet one classroom remained lit. Inside, Japanese teacher Maria Ono adjusted her narrow glasses and smoothed the front of her crisp white blouse, the fabric straining against the swell of her full breasts. She knew exactly why eighteen-year-old Kenji lingered behind: his gaze had been glued to her legs all semester, lingering on the sheer black stockings that disappeared under her tight pencil skirt.
Maria locked the door with a soft click, the sound electric in the hush.
“Problem with today’s calculus, Kenji-kun?” she asked, voice silk-wrapped sugar.
The boy shook his head, cheeks burning. His uniform trousers tented conspicuously.
The teacher’s lips curved. “Then perhaps we review… biology.”
She stepped closer, the scent of jasmine and chalk swirling between them. Kenji’s pulse hammered as Maria knelt, skirt hiking up to reveal the lace tops of her stockings and a sliver of creamy thigh. Uncensored JAV fantasies flooded his mind; he never dreamed reality would outstrip them.
Maria’s manicured fingers unzipped his slacks. His rigid cock sprang free, thick and veined, tip already beaded with precum. She exhaled a shaky breath, equal parts performative and genuinely aroused. “My, my… such a big problem. Sense will fix it.”
Her tongue flicked out, tasting the slit, savoring the salt-sweet drop. Kenji groaned, hips jerking. Maria steadied him with one hand while the other cradled his heavy balls, rolling them gently. She traced the underside vein with the tip of her tongue, slow, teasing, until his thighs trembled. Then, without warning, she slid her hot mouth over the crown and descended, taking him to the root in one practiced glide.
The wet gluck of her throat swallowing his length filled the room. She held him there, nose buried in his trimmed bush, before pulling back with a messy pop. Spit strung from her lower lip to his cockhead, glistening obscene in the fluorescent light. Maria looked up, eyes glassy behind her lenses, and whispered, “Taste so fucking good, student-kun.”
She established a ruthless rhythm: bob, suck, swirl, repeat. Each withdrawal ended with a flick beneath the sensitive ridge; each plunge drew him deeper into her tight, milking throat. Her free hand snaked under her skirt, shoving aside dampened lace to circle her clit in tight, urgent strokes. The desk rattled as Kenji braced himself, knuckles white.
“Sense… sense, gonna cum,” he panted.
Maria only hummed, vibration rippling up his shaft. She wanted every drop, wanted to feel his seed flood her mouth on this forbidden Japanese teacher afternoon. She doubled her pace, cheeks hollowing, drool cascading down her chin to spatter her blouse transparent.
Kenji’s cock swelled, pulsed, then erupted. Thick ropes of cum splashed against the back of her tongue. Maria swallowed convulsively, throat muscles rippling around him, milking the last spurts. When she finally pulled off, a final pearl of cum dribbled from the corner of her lips. She caught it with a finger, sucked it clean, and rose unsteadily.
“Extra credit,” she murmured, straightening her skirt. “Same time tomorrow. And bring friends if you need… group study.”
Kenji could only nod, spent cock still twitching, the taste of Maria Ono’s uncensored blowjob branded into his memory forever.
