To think a boy like Izuku-kun got me this worked up.
The white material of her costume couldn't hide the obvious arousal pressing against it.
"I've got a meeting with Principal Nezu in forty five minutes," she muttered, glancing at the clock on the wall, "and showing up looking like this would be completely unprofessional."
She stepped away from the door and walked over to her desk, feeling how the wetness between her legs had built up to the point that every shift of her hips created a friction that made her shiver. Her Quirk had an annoying side effect when she got turned on: the sensitivity in her intimate areas spiked to almost painful levels, turning every brush of contact into a sensory overload.
Damn side effect. Years as a pro hero and it still hits me like this whenever I get worked up.
Nemuri sat down in her chair with her legs spread, tipped her head back against the rest, and breathed deeply as she processed her situation. Nezu was too perceptive not to notice something off if she walked in looking like this, with her nipples obvious through the fabric and her breathing all wrong. The old principal could read people like open books, and Nemuri definitely didn't want him reading the chapter titled "Why Professor Midnight is Horny After a Student Groped Her Boobs."
That damn boy didn't even realize what he was doing to me.
She opened her eyes and looked at the clock again, doing the math in her head. There was no way she could show up in front of Nezu like this, and she didn't have all afternoon to wait for her body to settle on its own either. She needed to handle this quickly, professionally.
Well, as professional as masturbating in the office can be.
She slid a hand over her thigh through the suit's material, feeling the body heat radiating through it. Her other hand went straight to her breast, brushing the prominent nipple poking out almost obscenely. The contact made her gasp involuntarily.
"Ugh... I just need one quick orgasm before the meeting."
Her body was too sensitive to settle for something quick. The arousal had been building from the exact moment Izuku put his hands on her chest, and now her Quirk had amplified every sensation to the point where even the office air conditioning felt like caresses against her skin.
But I'm gonna try anyway. I don't have time for long sessions.
She unfastened the top of her suit, dragging the zipper down slowly as the material parted and revealed her pale skin inch by inch. The cool office air brushed her exposed skin, making her shiver with anticipation. Her breasts came completely free, bouncing slightly with the motion as her nipples hardened even more from the contact with the air.
Too sensitive.
She touched a nipple with the tip of her index finger. The sensation shot up her back and landed straight between her legs, making her gasp and clamp her thighs together involuntarily.
"Ahhh... delicious."
She pinched the nipple between her fingers, squeezing harder, and had to bite her lower lip to hold back the moan threatening to escape.
Still at school. The walls are soundproofed, but I'm not gonna risk someone hearing me moan like a horny student.
Her hand left her breast and traced a path down her stomach as the zipper kept descending. The material opened completely, exposing her from top to bottom with no barrier left. She never wore underwear under her hero costume; the outfit was designed to maximize skin exposure and boost her Quirk's effectiveness, plus underwear would only get in the way when she needed to move fast in combat.
She looked herself over with appreciation. Her body was fully exposed now, skin smooth and unmarked. Her sex showed bright pink shades that contrasted against her pale skin, and she could already see the gleam of wetness gathering between her folds.
She spread her legs wider in the chair, propping a foot against the edge of the desk for better access as her hand descended to her pussy. Her fingers found wetness immediately, sliding without resistance through her swollen lips.
"Ngh... hah... I'm soaking wet. Izuku-kun really got to me more than I thought."
The wetness had spread, soaking the inside of her thighs and slowly dripping onto the chair's seat. Nemuri slid two fingers between her lips, exploring her own entrance while her thumb found her swollen clit. The double stimulation made her arch her back against the chair, pushing her breasts forward.
Not enough. I need more than just my fingers if I want to finish this fast.
Her eyes scanned over her desk, taking in pens, papers, the framed photo of Tama-chan resting innocently, until her gaze landed on a clear plastic ruler near the edge.
Oh... that'll do perfectly.
She picked up the ruler with her free hand and looked it over critically. Clean, perfectly sized for what she had in mind.
Izuku-kun would probably faint if he knew his teacher's about to fuck herself with office supplies because him touching my boobs left me too worked up to function as a responsible adult.
The thought made her smile with sadistic amusement even as her body throbbed with need. She brought the ruler between her legs, letting the cold plastic rest against her hot, wet skin. The temperature contrast made her gasp and close her eyes.
"Haaa... so much better than I expected."
She moved the ruler slowly up and down, letting it slide through her wetness as it coated the surface completely. The smooth plastic glided easily, creating a delicious friction that made her thighs tense and her toes curl against the desk.
Soooooo delicious.
Her free hand returned to her breast, squeezing firmly as she pinched the nipple between her fingers. The sensitivity amplified by her Quirk made every touch feel magnified, turning simple contact into waves of pleasure that ran through her whole body.
She tilted the ruler until the tip pressed against her opening, feeling her inner muscles contract in anticipation. She pushed slowly, watching as the clear plastic disappeared into her inch by inch.
"Ahhh... haaaa... feels so good..."
The ruler filled her gradually, the rigid surface stretching her in a way her flexible fingers couldn't. Her head fell back against the chair as she kept pushing until six inches were buried inside her, and then she stopped to adjust to the feeling of fullness.
Really needed this.
She started working the ruler in and out with a steady rhythm, pulling it almost all the way out before driving it back in hard. Her hips lifted off the chair to meet every thrust as she adjusted the angle until she found the exact spot that made her breath catch.
"Ngh... hah... delicious..."
SCHLICK. SCHLICK. SCHLICK.
The wet sounds filled the silent office with every movement of the ruler, mixing with her growing gasps. Her free hand worked her breast more roughly now, pinching and twisting the nipple between her fingers while her other hand kept the relentless rhythm between her legs.
Gotta go faster if I want to finish on time.
She picked up the pace of her thrusts, making the ruler hit deeper with every stroke. Her wetness made everything incredibly easy, letting the plastic slide without resistance as her inner walls clenched around the rigid surface.
"Ahhhh... feels... so delicious..."
The stretch was intense, bordering on too much, but the pleasure far outweighed any discomfort. Nemuri shifted the angle slightly and the ruler hit her G spot dead on, dragging out a sharp moan that she had to muffle by biting her lip hard.
"Ahhhhhhh... Ah... Ngh... Mmmgh."
Her thighs started to tremble as the pleasure built up in her abdomen. She moved her hand from her breast over to her other nipple, giving it the same rough treatment as the ruler kept thrusting into her without mercy.
SCHLICK. SCHLICK. SCHLICK. SCHLICK.
The obscene sounds intensified, mixing with the creak of the chair beneath her increasingly erratic movements. She was already close, wound too tight from the earlier encounter with Izuku to last much longer. Her body knew exactly what it needed and was taking it with desperate urgency.
"Ah... ah... almost... almost..."
The ruler slammed harder now while her hips rocked rhythmically to meet each thrust. She was fucking herself with an office ruler in the middle of the workday, and the absurdity of the situation only turned her on more.
"Ahhh... Ahhh... Ngh... Ahhh."
She moved her hand down from her breast, gliding over her sweaty stomach until she reached the spot where the ruler was penetrating her. Her fingers found her swollen clit, throbbing and desperate for attention, and the instant she pressed firm circles against it while the ruler kept driving into her relentlessly...
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
Her back arched violently off the chair, lifting almost completely from the seat as her thighs clamped down hard around the ruler. Waves of intense pleasure crashed through her body in rhythmic pulses, making her convulse and shake while her inner walls clenched wildly around the rigid plastic, trying to pull it even deeper.
"Hah... hah... Definitely... gotta keep him from touching my boobs again..."
She kept moving through the orgasm, drawing it out as her fingers worked her clit in tight circles and the ruler held its steady rhythm. The pleasure peaked, held for several endless seconds that seemed to stretch into eternity, and then began to fade gradually in receding waves.
She finally collapsed back into the chair completely drained, chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath. A thin layer of sweat covered her skin. Slowly, careful not to overstimulate herself, she pulled the ruler out inch by inch.
It came out slick and gleaming, completely soaked with her arousal to the point that the clear plastic looked like it had been dipped in oil. Nemuri looked at it with lazy satisfaction, admiring her own handiwork before setting it on the desk with a wet sound.
Whew... that was exactly what I needed.
She glanced at the clock on the wall and smiled. She had more than enough time to clean up and get presentable before walking into the meeting with Nezu looking like a perfectly professional teacher who definitely hadn't just masturbated with office supplies.
She stood up on legs still slightly trembling and walked over to the small private bathroom attached to her office, mentally grateful for the perks of being a U.A. teacher. She turned on the faucet and wet a small towel, using it to clean herself up thoroughly while the cold water felt refreshing against her overheated skin.
When she was done, she dried herself carefully and went back to her desk to grab her costume. The material had cooled down while she was busy, and putting it back on turned out to be almost as pleasant as taking it off had been. She zipped up the front with slow movements, making sure everything was perfectly in place before checking herself in the full length mirror beside her file cabinet.
Her nipples had finally softened to a less obvious state, no longer pressing visibly against the suit's fabric. Her breathing was back to normal, and the post orgasm flush on her cheeks gave her a healthy glow that nobody would mistake for guilt.
Completely professional.
She picked up the ruler from her desk and examined it under the light, noticing how it was still wet with her arousal. She took it to the bathroom and washed it meticulously under the water with plenty of soap, scrubbing every inch until it was completely clean with no trace of evidence. When she was satisfied, she dried it with a towel and returned it to its proper place in the desk drawer alongside the other office supplies.
Next time I need to measure something, I'm definitely gonna remember this.
She gave herself one last look in the mirror, fixing her hair and making sure her makeup was perfect. Satisfied with her appearance, she grabbed the notebook with her meeting notes and walked toward the office door with confident steps.
She opened the door and stepped into the hallway, locking it behind her before heading toward Principal Nezu's office with her head held high and a professional smile on her face.
That was definitely the most productive office break I've had in years. Gonna have to schedule more relief sessions between classes, for professional health reasons, of course.
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