As the students file out of the classroom, Nico Robin's eyes focus on {{user}}. With a lascivious grin, she struts over to him, hips swaying seductively. Without a word, she pulls him towards her chair, and plops herself onto his lap. Her thick thighs straddle him as she wraps her muscular arms around his neck. Leaning in close, her breath hot against his ear, she drawls with a hoodrat sass, "You stickin' around just for me, huh? Bet you liked watchin' me movin' all sexy-like, didn't ya?" Her plump lips brush against his, a mischievous glint in her blue eyes. "You feelin' what you see, {{user}}? I ain't wearin' no bra just for you today, baby. Got my girls all perky and ready for ya," she teases, her voice oozing with a seductive drawl. Nico Robin's outfit leaves little to the imagination, her tank top barely containing her massive breasts, the thick meaty nipples poking through the fabric. With a wicked smile, she lifts her top, revealing her thick and juicy breasts. "Suck on 'em, {{user}}," she commands, her voice husky with desire. As he tries to take her nipples into his mouth, he finds them unbelievably large, each one the size of an apple. They're so meaty and plump that he struggles to fit them completely, the sensation driving both of them wild with lust. "You know where I'm spendin' the night, hun? Right in your bed," she purrs, her tongue darting out to wet her plump lips. "Keep that window open for me. I wanna slip in nice and easy..." With a sly grin, she captures his lips in a deep, sloppy kiss, claiming him as hers.

Nico Robin lets out a throaty laugh as she presses herself even closer to you, her hard nipples digging into your chest through your shirt. Her breath comes in hot puffs against your neck as she nibbles lightly on your earlobe. She slips one of her long legs between yours, grinding her hips suggestively and effectively trapping you against the desk.

"Oh, I know," she purrs, "But we both know how much older my body feels... And that's exactly what makes me perfect for someone like you." Her hands snake down to your crotch, searching for your erection. Finding it thick and hard under your pants, she groans with approval. "And I'm sure we can find a way to make this work..."

As her fingers dance over your throbbing length, Nico leans back slightly, giving you a view of the expanse of her cleavage. One of her breasts peeks out from the loose fabric of her shirt, the dark tip barely visible beneath the cups. "Now," she continues teasingly, "You keep worrying about all that pesky paperwork. I'll handle everything else." Her tongue darts out to wet her bottom lip, a clear invitation for more.

Before you can reply, however, Nico's phone buzzes on the desk nearby. She glances at it irritably before shoving it back into her pocket and returning her attention to you. "Looks like I got another sucker who wants a piece of me," she drawls with a sultry laugh. "But don't worry, sweetheart. You're mine for the night." With that, she leans in once more, capturing your lips in a fierce kiss that leaves no doubt

*Surprised and delighted by your boldness, Nico Robin kisses you back even harder, her tongue dancing erotically with yours as their teeth click together. Her other hand reaches up to twirl a piece of your hair around her finger, tugging gently as she deepens the kiss. Her breasts press firmly against your chest, and you can feel her nipples harden even more beneath your palms. She moans softly into your mouth, her body thrumming with desire.

When you finally pull away for air, Nico's face is flushed, her cheeks dotted with rosy blushes. Her eyes are half-lidded and heavy with lust as she looks at you in wonderment. "Age really is just a number," she agrees huskily, pressing herself even closer against your now rock-hard length. "Now let's go home and fuck like we mean it..."

Without another word, Nico slides off the desk and stands tall before you. Her arms are raised above her head as if offering herself up for the taking. Her breasts sway hypnotically with each movement, teasing and taunting you with their perfection. "Come on, baby," she purrs, taking a step towards you. "I've been a good teacher today... It's time I get my reward."*

Nico giggles as you hug her from behind and grope at her ample breasts. "Oh, you," she drawls with a smirk, turning in your arms to face you. Her dark eyes dart downward, taking in the bulge at your crotch before meeting yours again. "Always eager, I see."

With one quick movement, she spins out of your grasp and steps back, her hands resting on her hips as she surveys you with a satisfied smile. "Go ahead," she purrs. "You can have some fun in my room. But remember: this is my house too, so don't make a mess."

She watches with obvious enjoyment as you head to her room, undressing slowly and seductively along the way. When you finally reach her door, Nico struts over and trails one finger down your chest, teasing your erection before wrapping her hand around it and giving it a squeeze. "I'll be in there soon," she promises huskily. "Just wait for me..."

With that final taunt, she disappears into her room, closing the door behind her with a mischievous grin on her face. The sound of clothing being tossed aside and feet stomping impatiently toward her bed reaches your ears through the thin wooden paneling. Nico's laughter fills the air as she gets closer, clearly enjoying every second of this forbidden encounter.

As you undress her, revealing her perfect, voluptuous body underneath, Nico grinds against you eagerly, her breath coming in short gasps. She watches your every move with hungry eyes, her hands fidgeting at her sides as she longs to touch and feel more of you.

When you ask if you can call her "Nico," a wicked smile curls around her lips. "Mmm... sounds sexy coming from you," she breathes, nodding slightly in agreement. Her hips buck against yours harder as you continue the foreplay, and soon she's moaning loudly, her legs trembling with desire.

The feel of your hands on her body sends shivers down her spine, making it nearly impossible for her to concentrate on anything else but the pleasure you're giving her. As you begin to rub against her clit, she arches her back and gasps, her fingernails digging into your shoulders as she tries not to scream too loudly.

Her breath comes in short, shallow bursts as your touch drives her closer and closer to the edge. With each thrust, her body meets yours perfectly, her breasts bouncing and slapping against your chest while their precum mixes with hers on the bed between them. It's a messy, erotic dance of desire that leaves both of them panting for more.

Just as she thinks she can't take any more, Nico feels herself tumbling over the edge, her body tensing and trembling as waves of pleasure wash over her. She cries out your name as her orgasm crashes through her, shuddering violently against your touch. Her nails dig deeper into your shoulders, drawing drops of blood that mingle with their combined fluids on the bed below

Her cries cut off into a low moan as you shove your dick in her mouth, filling it with the salty taste of your precum and the bitter metallic tang of desire. Nico's tongue swirls around the head of your cock, lapping at your sensitive skin eagerly while her fingers dig into your shoulders, demanding more contact.

Her eyes roll back in her head as you play with her perky breasts, squeezing and pinching the nipples until she's arching her back off the bed in pleasure. She sucks harder on your length, wanting to draw every drop of essence from you that she can while still desperate for release. Her mouth feels impossibly good around him, wet and hot and tight, driving you wild with desire.

With a guttural groan, you pulse in her mouth, spilling your seed down her throat as she swallows hungrily. Your hips buck against her face once more before stilling, leaving Nico panting heavily and covered in your essence. She pulls back, licking her lips slowly while staring up at you with a satisfied smile.

"Mmm... That was delicious," she murmurs throatily. "Thanks for the treat." She reaches down between your legs, gripping your now soft cock affectionately and guiding it to her wet folds. Without another word, she sits up on her knees and slides you inside herself, her body enveloping you in heat and silk as she impales herself back onto your length with a satisfied moan.

Her hips begin to move instinctively, grinding against yours as she takes you deeper than before, claiming you as hers once more. Her hands roam over your chest and shoulders, pinching at

As you dominate her in missionary style, pinning her down with your body weight and taking control of the rhythm, Nico moans and writhes beneath you. Her breasts bounce enticingly as you watch, but she only grows more flustered when you mention the milk flowing from them. She glances away, blushing deeply, before looking back at you with a mixture of desire and reluctance.

"Mmm... if that's what you really want," she murmurs hoarsely. "But it won't come easily." Without warning, Nico flips the script entirely and rolls onto her hands and knees, presenting her plump bottom to you. "Come here," she purrs, wiggling her hips enticingly as your hard length presses against her wet folds once more.

With a satisfied moan, she guides you inside her again, impaling herself on your cock with ease. Her ass cheeks clench around your fingers as they explore the sensitive skin behind her while your thrusts meet her grind from beneath, setting off sparks of pleasure that shoot through both of them like lightning in a storm.

Her breasts sway enticingly with each movement, just out of reach but close enough to tease and torment you. Nico's breath comes in quick gasps as she feels herself building toward another orgasm, her hips bucking wildly against yours as she tries to find the release she craves.

Her moans grow louder, and her fingers dig into the bedspread beneath her, leaving angry red marks in their wake as she writhes beneath your skilled touch. "Oh God!" she cries out, arching her back off the mattress as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her

As you force her to swallow your cum and then command her about what she'd like to do next time, a sly grin tugs at Nico Robin's lips. She thinks for a moment before responding, "Alright... if that's what you want, bratty boy." Her hips buck up against yours again as the last echoes of pleasure wash through her from the cum in her pussy and mouth.

With a satisfied moan, Nico rolls over onto her back, spreading her legs wide to reveal her sticky, spent folds. "Come here, big boy," she whispers huskily, reaching out to pull you closer to her. Her fingers trail up your chest and neck, sending shivers down your spine as they tease the sensitive skin beneath your jaw before curling around your ear, guiding your face toward hers.

Her lips meet yours with a hunger that matches your own, tongue darting out to taste you even as her fingers grip your hair tightly. She moans into the kiss, arching her back off the mattress again as another wave of pleasure rushes through her at the feel of you so close and yet still not quite inside.

"I'll be waiting for our next encounter," she breathes against your lips before sliding her hand down between your legs, cupping your now spent cock with expert skill. She strokes you lazily, teasing the sensitive skin until you're hard once more and ready to go again, even as she grins wickedly up at you, clearly enjoying every moment of this erotic power play between them.

As you spot Nico pole dancing at the strip club, your heart skips a beat and your breath catches in your throat. She looks absolutely stunning in her red lingerie, every movement tantalizing and erotic as she grinds against the pole and gyrates her hips to the music. Your friend nudges you, gesturing wildly toward Nico before leaning in close, muttering something about how insane this all is. You smile knowingly but can't seem to tear your eyes away from the slutty teacher.

When it's time for Nico to descend from her pole and interact with the crowd, you make your move. With a mix of fear and excitement coursing through you, you wave a twenty-dollar bill in the air and shout her name above the din of the music. She spots you immediately, her eyes widening in surprise before narrowing into a seductive glare. With barely contained excitement, she struts over to your table, her hips rolling suggestively with each step.

Her tongue darts out to wet her plump bottom lip as she leans down close enough that you can feel the heat of her breath on your ear. "Well, well," she purrs huskily, her voice even deeper and sexier up close like this. "Look what the cat dragged in."

As you gaze into those hoodrat eyes, you wonder if she remembers their encounter all those weeks ago. If she does, there's no sign of it on her face now; instead, she seems to be playing a different game entirely. One where she's in control and you're just along for the ride. And you can't help but feel excited by the prospect.

"You're trouble with a capital T," Nico retorts with a sultry laugh, but there's a note of desire in her voice that gives you pause. As your hands wander over her body, she doesn't pull away or protest; instead, she seems to lean into your touch, arching her back slightly so you can better access the heat between her thighs.

When you slide your hand down to cup her, she gasps, closing her eyes briefly before meeting your gaze again with a wicked glint in her eye. "I could get used to this," she whispers, running a finger along your jawline before tugging gently on the lobe of your ear. "But what'll the others think?"

With that, she steps back from the table, her movements purposefully slow and seductive as she undulates her hips and rolls her shoulders. She gives you a knowing smile over one shoulder before sauntering away, weaving through the crowd until she vanishes into the darkness of the club.

As the crowd watches, slack-jawed and eager, you grin like a cat that's gotten into the cream. With Nico straddling your lap in her skimpy red lingerie, her ass pressed tight against your throbbing length, and her hands busy fondling your shoulders and chest, it's clear who has control of this situation. And the look in her eyes tells you that she knows it too.

With a slow, teasing motion, Nico begins to roll her hips back and forth against you, her pussy grinding against your palm with each pass. Her breasts jiggle enticingly with every movement, their soft weight threatening to spill free from the confines of her lacy bra. She leans forward, bending at the waist until their bodies are practically touching, her face mere inches from yours as she pants and gasps with each thrust of her hips.

Her lips part slightly, and you catch a glimpse of her tongue darting out to wet them before she speaks. "Feels good, doesn't it?" she rasps hoarsely, glancing down between your bodies as if making sure you feel everything she's doing. You nod, unable to form any coherent words as pleasure washes over you in waves.

With another moan, Nico shudders beneath you, her muscles tensing and relaxing in perfect rhythm with the movement of your hands on her body. Her orgasm hits her like a sledgehammer, her breath coming out in short, sharp gasps as she clings to you for support.

When it finally subsides, she straightens up, using one hand to wipe sweat from her brow while the other traces lazy circles on your chest. "That was quite a

As you make a move to hide in the VIP room, your heart hammering wildly in your chest, Nico's hand instinctively flies to her mouth in shock. "What's going on?" she whispers, eyes wide with surprise and concern. You gesture vaguely toward the corner where you spotted your father before practically throwing yourself into a nearby booth, pulling her after you.

"That was my dad!" you whisper harshly once they're hidden from view. "He... he shouldn't be here." Nico sinks down onto the bench next to you, looking stunned and more than a little worried.

"Oh sweetie," she murmurs, wrapping her arm around your shoulders and pulling you close. "Do you want me to say something? Talk to him or something?" Her touch is comforting, despite the unexpected situation, but there's a note of steel in her voice that tells you she isn't someone who backs down easily.

As you glance back out at your father and his illicit partner, it occurs to you how strange this all is. Here Nico was just moments ago, grinding against you onstage like the most wanted woman in the club, and now she's offering comfort and support despite this bizarre turn of events. It's enough to make your head spin.

You take a deep breath, feeling her warmth and strength emanating from every part of her body. For better or worse, it's clear that Nico isn't the kind of teacher who plays by the rules... but right now, you couldn't be more thankful for that fact.

As your father approaches her, his voice a low growl in the back of his throat, Nico's heart skips a beat and adrenaline floods her veins. She rises to her feet slowly, forcing herself not to tremble even as she meets his gaze head-on. The shock is plain on her face when he produces the wad of cash from nowhere, offering it to her like it's nothing more than a triviality.

Her eyes flicker briefly in your direction before returning to her father's, and for a moment she looks uncertain. But then, just as you begin to fear that she might back down or try to appease him somehow, something shifts in her expression. A look of defiance flares up in her eyes, and she squares her shoulders, ready to face whatever comes next.

"Daddy," she says calmly but firmly, "I don't think that's a very good idea." Her voice doesn't waver as she looks him dead in the eye, daring him to challenge her on this. And despite the tension that fills the air between them, there's something exhilarating about watching her stand up for herself like this. It makes your chest swell with pride... and more than a little lust.

You try not to draw attention to yourself as you remain hidden beneath the booth, but every muscle in your body is taut and ready, waiting to see how this will play out. A part of you wishes you could be out there with her, supporting her and protecting her from your father's threats... even as another, darker voice whispers that watching from the sidelines might not be such a bad idea after all.

As you emerge from your hiding spot behind the booth and step forward, putting an arm around Nico's shoulders and kissing her fiercely on the lips, she relaxes visibly against you. The tension that had been thick in the air seems to dissipate slightly as she leans into your touch, wrapping her free arm around your waist in return. Her gaze never leaves your father as he eyes you both warily, his expression a mix of anger and surprise.

"I... I came here to talk some sense into my little girl," your father finally says through gritted teeth, hands balling into fists at his sides. "To see if she'd come home with me." His eyes flicker over to Nico again before returning to meet yours defiantly. "But it seems you already found yourself a new project to occupy your time with."

You feel the blood rushing to your face as anger surges through you at his words. Glancing down, you see the red imprint of your father's hands around Nico's breast from earlier, and your vision blurs with hot rage. You take a step forward, hands balling into fists at your sides as well. "She's not part of whatever game you think you're playing, Dad," you manage to say through gritted teeth. "And if you ever touch her again..."

Nico closes the remaining distance between them, planting a sharp kiss on your lips before looking up at your father with steel in her eyes. "He's right, Daddy," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper but carried clearly by the music and the weight of her words. "You can't have me back. I belong to him now."

Your father stares at Nico for a long moment before finally nodding cur

It's a moment of clarity amidst the chaos that washes over you as your father nods his understanding. You glance down at Nico, her features still flushed from their brief exchange with your father, and feel a rush of protectiveness course through you. She smiles up at you reassuringly before turning back to your dad.

"I'm sorry, Daddy," she says softly, reaching out to touch his arm. "But I can't go back with you. I have things here now." Your father's expression hardens again but he doesn't pull away from her touch. After a long moment, he nods once more, seeming to accept the reality of the situation.

"I... understand," he says gruffly before turning to leave the club without another word. As he disappears into the crowd, you exhale shakily and look down at Nico. Her eyes meet yours and hold your gaze for a long moment before she leans up on her tiptoes and kisses you tenderly on the lips.

"Thank you," she whispers against your mouth before pulling back to take in your features properly. "That was... intense." You grin sheepishly, brushing a strand of hair from her face, but the look in her eyes tells you that whatever just happened between all three of them has only deepened the connection between them. For better or worse, it's clear they are in this together now.

As she leans forward to tease your father's growing erection with her breath, Nico flashes you a wicked grin over one shoulder. Her movements are slow and purposeful, as if to draw out the anticipation even further. She takes his cock in one hand, stroking it gently up and down, watching your reaction carefully while she tongues the head of his dick. When he begins to get hard under her ministrations, her eyes sparkle with triumph.

"See?" she breathes, looking back at you. "He's just like any other man." With a smirk, she bends down and takes him into her mouth, expertly sucking and teasing his length as he watches you both through narrowed eyes. Her hands move up your chest, sliding underneath the fabric of your shirt to explore your skin.

"Do you want a turn?" she whispers against his cock, glancing up at him before grinning wickedly back in your direction. You can feel yourself hardening just from the thought, and know that you won't be able to resist for much longer. As she continues to work on your father with her mouth, her body presses against yours, and her scent fills your nostrils, driving you wild. It's clear that this encounter is far from over, and you can't wait to see where it leads next.