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Chapter 07.
Oriana.
With eighteen years old, Oriana is the youngest of the Takahashi family. She has a brother two years older than her, named Kaito. They were born in Japan but have been living in Argentina for almost ten years. That time was enough for Oriana to master the language and speak like any Argentine would, and she also got familiar with some local customs. She quickly developed a taste for mate and usually takes it almost every day. Although she never managed to get her parents or brother to join her with this infusion. They prefer green tea.
Oriana was always a very diligent student, however her parents do not have the financial capital to send her to a great college or an excellent university. That's why Oriana filled with joy when she got a scholarship to study at one of the most prestigious tertiary institutes in the country.
This in turn produced great anxiety for him. What would he do if he failed? What would happen if they took away his scholarship? And what if he never managed to get the money to pay back what they lent him on the scholarship? The only way she found to deal with these concerns was to work hard. Oriana tries harder than most students and even uses her savings (money she accumulated over years of helping her parents with their family business) to pay for a private tutor.
He met Mariela, a young, lively, and intelligent girl. Mariela told him that she was also an alumna of the same institute and received the same scholarship. She managed to graduate and now, as a way to earn extra money, she dedicates herself to preparing students.
Oriana really didn't need to take private classes and Mariela pointed that out on more than one occasion. However, Oriana never stopped attending.
I'd rather study more than necessary than stay short and lose the scholarship -- he explained.
―Okay, I understand you perfectly. It was the same for me when I was taking courses. I was always terrified of losing my scholarship. I'll help you with everything I can. Besides, I won't deny that the extra income comes in handy. It's been a while since I had a student to prepare. There's too much competition.
―I always believed that the institute was responsible for its former students getting a good job.
Yes, but behind each lovely thing that sounds miraculous there's a trap. Yes, they hired me at a company, but they barely paid me anything. 'You're paying the floor rent', they'd tell me. Practically I had to work for free because part of what I earned went towards the scholarship. So the best advice I can give you is that when you're about to finish high school start looking for a good job on your own. You'll have more chances like that.
Well, thank you very much for the advice. - This crushed Oriana, apparently reality wasn't as beautiful as they had painted it to her -. But... and you? Are you still working at that company?
Oh, no... no... luckily I got another job where they pay me much better. Although some extra hours as a private teacher never come amiss -- she smiled kindly.
Ariana liked Mariela's smile, it made her feel in the company of an affable person she could trust. A mentor.
One afternoon, during one of those private classes, an incident occurred that would cause a drastic change in Oriana's life, and it was all due to a small distraction.
Oriana was at the desk that she and her private tutor used to study. She struggled to solve a complex mathematical problem while Mariela was in the kitchen preparing coffee for the two of them.
I prepared a list with all the formulas you'll have to memorize for the final exam -- said Mariela, raising her voice from the kitchen.
Ay, thank you so much. It's going to serve me well. Do you have it on paper?
No, it's on a USB drive, inside the left drawer. Print out the worksheet and then give it back to me.
Very well, thank you.
When Oriana returned to her house with the mentioned pendrive and connected it to her laptop, she took the surprise of her life. Inside a folder called “Work” (the only one on the device) she found photos of Professor Mariela posing in lingerie. They weren't obscene photos at all. They were typical photos you'd see in a lingerie catalog. Moreover, it was noticeable that they had been taken by a professional.
Oriana mentally replayed the moment when Mariela mentioned the flash drive, and realized that, since she was distracted by the math problem, she opened the drawer she shouldn't have: the right one. It so happened that there was another flash drive... because it had to be another.
Oriana continued looking at Mariela's photos, the teacher was really beautiful. Upturned nose, high cheekbones, large eyes, brown hair that looked like a lion's mane, large breasts, stomach as flat as a swimmer's (Oriana remembered Mariela had practiced swimming in high school) and well-toned legs.
This must be the other job she was talking about, thought Oriana, and once again felt discouraged. Being a lingerie model isn't bad at all, but it bothered her that Mariela, after spending three years at that prestigious and expensive institute, had to resort to that job to make a living.
What if it happens to me too?
He dismissed that idea by shaking his head. Not even wanted to imagine that scenario.
The photos of Mariela attracted her like a ball of twine attracts a slut. Oriana perceives herself as a strong woman, but knows that there is something stronger than her: her curiosity.
The catalog images ended and gave way to others in black and white. Oriana blushed. Mariela posed in front of the camera wearing lingerie sets much more provocative than before. Now she had corsets and lace bras, garters and stockings that reached halfway down her thighs. In several photos, Oriana could see how Mariela's nipples were transparent under the fabric of the corsets. The private teacher looked at the camera with a sensual and defiant expression. She also found several photos showing her with her legs open and it gave Oriana the impression that, underneath the lace thong, you could see more than you should.
She continued advancing in the album and was left agape when she found a photo showing Mariela lying on the bed, stretching her arms above her head and arching her back slightly to elevate her bust. The most impactful thing was that she no longer wore a bra. Her tits. Her large and round tits were completely naked, with firm nipples pointing towards the sky.
When she reacted, the next image appeared. Mariela's position was the same, but now the image captured her full body, and Oriana could see that the private teacher didn't wear a thong. Her legs were together, with the right one stretched out and the left one flexed, and at their union, you could see a faint line that couldn't symbolize anything other than Mariela's vagina. It was perfectly depilated, as if she had done a definitive depilation.
A photo more, because he couldn't help it. His jaw dropped again, from surprise. A photo, almost in close-up, of Mariela's open legs... and you could clearly see everything that was in the middle of them. Oriana couldn't believe it, she was seeing an image in black and white, perfectly sharp, of her private teacher's pussy. She could notice every millimeter of those slightly rough lips, the barely opened hole, and the clitoris protruding with timidity from its hood.
Oriana jumped in surprise upon hearing a short ringtone coming from her cell phone. It was the message alert and once again she had set the volume too high, which really irritated her. She opened WhatsApp and discovered that Mariela had written to her. She could imagine the message: You took the wrong pendrive. Please don't open it.
However, the message said something else:
―Hello Ori ―Oriana allowed few people to call her that, Mariela was one of them―. You forgot the flash drive at my house.
The girl took a few seconds to realize what had happened. Mariela checked the left drawer and found the pendrive inside; but apparently, she hadn't checked the right one. She didn't have to do it unless she suspected something was missing.
Should I tell Mariela what had really happened?
Maybe it wouldn't have been necessary. It was enough to return the flash drive to its place next time I had a class with them and save an uncomfortable moment. They wouldn't have had to talk about what Oriana could have seen inside that flash drive.
Yes, you're right -- responded Oriana --. I was very distracted with the problems and forgot. I'll look for it in the next class.
Fine, there's no drama. If it suits you, we can have that class tomorrow after all.
Here I'll be. Best regards.
For now everything was going well. I just had to pray that Mariela wouldn't open the right-hand drawer in two days.
But... what would she do meanwhile?
No matter how strong his curiosity is, continuing to look at the photos implies betraying Mariela's trust. After all, she never gave him permission to look at them.
Oriana stopped. She left the USB drive stored on the desk and forgot about it... for a few hours.
That same night, before going to sleep, curiosity got the better of her once again. An inner voice kept telling her: “How far has Professor Mariela gone with her photos?” Because showing the pussy so explicitly required a level of confidence that Oriana didn't know.
She went back to that explicit photo of Mariela with her legs open, and kept looking at the others. They were similar in terms of staging, same set, same scenery, and same black and white tone. Mariela was smiling and seemed very comfortable showing her breasts and opening her legs for the camera. She even saw some photos of the private teacher in four, opening up her buttocks, as if saying: Look, this is my ass, what would you do with it? Oriana's face turned red from all over. The attitude of that model was nothing like the Mariela she knew.
Oriana was lying in bed, wearing lingerie, and with the notebook resting on her stomach. Almost threw it to the floor when she saw a photo of Mariela sucking a thick penis, with her eyes closed and a very sensual expression on her mouth.
―It can't be! ―She exclaimed, while trying to adjust the laptop―. This can't be Mariela.
But yes, it was her. There was no slightest doubt. I had seen those delicate cheekbones and the prominent and sensual lips of my professor so many times that I couldn't help but recognize her. However... a cock? Never would have imagined that Mariela was the kind of woman who sucks cocks... and even less that she takes pictures doing it.
Oh, Mariela... so desperate are you to get some money?
Oriana discovered that things were getting even worse. She could see photos of Mariela, in different positions, being penetrated by that cock. From the side, on all fours, with her legs open, riding the cock... practically any position that could be imagined. And in many of the photos, Mariela was smiling at the cameras. Oriana couldn't help but think that her professor was making a great sacrifice by exposing herself like that and that smile wasn't anything more than an act.
The next thing she saw was not a photo, but a video, and this left her even more disoriented. It was recorded with perfect quality, as if it were professional. Mariela was on her knees, looking at the camera with her large and expressive eyes, her lion-like mane falling over her bare breasts. Suddenly, in close-up, a thick and long cock appeared, well erect. Oriana knew what would happen next, but her brain tried to avoid that situation. She couldn't because she saw it with her own eyes. Mariela began to lick the head of that cock with overwhelming sensuality. It was so intense that Oriana could feel her nipples hardening. It seemed as if Mariela were staring fixedly at her, saying: 'Do you want a little bit of this cock?'
Oriana wasn't a virgin, she had taken care of that a few months after getting engaged to Fernando. Fer was a very sweet and intelligent boy, with whom she could talk about almost anything. She always told herself: I'm having sex with my best friend.
However, what Mariela was doing in that video was far from what Oriana did with her boyfriend. To start with, Fernando didn't have such... um... reproductive equipment. And Oriana had never liked the idea of degrading herself by sucking his cock off a man. This is something she learned from her mother's strict upbringing. A woman can't behave like a slut, much less with her official partner, with the man she's going to marry.
Oriana didn't know if she would ever marry Fernando, yet she wanted to do well by him. Having a little fun, yes it's fine, but without losing dignity.
Mariela had thrown her dignity away by sucking a cock like that in front of a camera... and that's not all. Oriana watched the video until the end, hypnotized by that rhythmic head movement and how the cock disappeared into her mouth... until ZAZ! Semen everywhere. Professor Mariela's face was covered in cum and it seemed she enjoyed it, as if it were an intimate birthday party.
Oriana decided she had seen too much. She closed the notebook, left it on the bedside table and stayed lying down staring fixedly at the ceiling. Her brain was trying to understand how that porn actress could be the same intelligent girl who gave her private lessons. She didn't understand how Mariela had fallen so low.
He tried to fall asleep, but his body had other plans. The humidity in his sex was growing and his breasts were more than sensitive. A simple rub against the nipples was enough for a wave of pleasure to overwhelm him.
When Oriana was in front of Erika and Siara telling her story, she wouldn't tell them how many times she masturbated that night, nor how many times she went back to the notebook to visit the images and videos she had already seen... and even look more.
That night of wild debauchery Oriana discovered that Mariela had recorded several porn videos in which she didn't just suck cocks, but also got fucked by them. She moaned loudly as a well-hung and veiny cock drilled her pussy... and it wasn't always the same cock. To Oriana it seemed that at least four or five different guys had intimate moments with Mariela during the making of those videos... and there was one in particular that hit her double. Yes, just double what others, because there Mariela got fucked between two. She still hadn't been able to process that her professor was getting fucked by different types while filming porn, but now her stunned brain had to process not only that, but also that she got fucked between two: one in the pussy and the other in the mouth. In that particular video Mariela ended up with a face and tits full of semen.
Oriana would not confess to Erika and Siara that she had an orgasm just at the moment when she saw those two cocks ejaculate against Mariela's face and breasts. She wouldn't tell them the shame she felt about it either. For Oriana, having a woman submit to that was humiliating and degrading.
She reunited with Mariela for their private class that was scheduled. Oriana took advantage to return the flash drive to the drawer, and she was quieter than usual. She even had a hard time making eye contact with her teacher. She felt ashamed for having invaded Mariela's privacy in that way. And worse, she felt bad for copying all the content from the flash drive onto her computer.
Before leaving, Oriana looked at her professor and asked:
―Mariela are you happy with the work you had now?
Of course, I love teaching...
I'm not referring to this job, but the other...
Ah, yes... I'm also very happy about that job ―Oriana was confused by that response. A part of herself was telling her that Mariela couldn't feel comfortable working as a porn actress―. At first it was a bit tough, because... um... let's say it's an atypical job, that has little to do with my studies. But over time I learned to enjoy it.
Enjoy it? Did he say he enjoys it?
―How are you doing at that job?
Yes, I have a lot of fun and they pay me quite well. Although it's a shame that they don't call me as often as I would like. Sometimes I miss it a little bit.
―And how did you manage to get that job?
This... em... was recommended by someone from the institute. They passed on my contact to a person who was hiring people... and I introduced myself.
Can I ask what that job is about?
Um... I prefer not to. Don't be offended, Ori, there are things in life that are better not shared personally.
I understand. Sorry for the question. It's bad manners. My dad would have been very angry with me if he heard me asking someone about their job. He always says that if someone wants to say what they do to make a living, then they'll tell you and that's it. Asking is impolite.
Okay, your dad is a very wise man.
And something strict. It's a bit old-fashioned and tries to preserve some old Japanese customs.
And well, it's understandable. You came to Argentina when you were very young, but that man lived almost his whole life in Japan. It's hard to leave behind the roots.
Yes, it's true. I'm asking for forgiveness again for having asked you. I don't want to intrude on your personal life.
Thank you for understanding.
For days Oriana tried not to look at Mariela's porn material again, even started a mental process to convince herself that it was best to eliminate everything. She had already invaded her professor's privacy too much, she couldn't do it anymore... no matter how many photos and videos were left to see... no matter how curiosity gnawed at her inside. She couldn't keep going.
Despite having managed to contain himself, the topic was still spinning around in his mind... and it came back like a cold splash of water during a small reunion he had with the woman who awarded him the scholarship. They were discussing the different payment methods Oriana could use to return the scholarship money. She wanted to be honest and said it wouldn't be easy for her to pay everything back quickly because her family wasn't going through a good economic situation. Her father came to Argentina hoping to open a large supermarket, but those dreams were frustrated by high competition. The family business is a kiosk that sometimes does very well temporarily, and then falls into financial holes from which it's hard to get out.
If money is a problem, the woman said with a friendly smile, I know a perfect job for a girl like you. You're young and... vigorous. I'm sure you'd do very well in this job.
The woman handed him a card with the data of a photographic study.
Oriana left that meeting with her nerves altered. A girl like you. Young and vigorous... those terms put her on alert. She suspected that the word vigorous had been used as a replacement for voluptuous. Because yes, Oriana knows what dimensions her body has and how much effort she should make to hide her voluminous breasts. Besides... it was the direction of a photography studio. It couldn't be coincidence. Were they just about to offer her the same job that Mariela got?
Maybe I was just exaggerating. I was conditioned by the surprise that came with Mariela's photos and now I saw signs of it everywhere. She kept the card and decided not to give more importance to the matter.
Until a morning when she got up more horny than usual, due to a vivid and wet dream. She dreamed of Mariela. She dreamed that they were recording a porn movie together and sharing big and veiny erections. She cursed herself for having to resort to those videos again, but her body was begging... at the top of its lungs.
He passed directly to videos she had never seen because the amount of material Mariela had recorded was enormous. Oriana masturbated very quickly, with rage. She wanted to finish that humiliating ritual before her mother called her for breakfast.
The surprises Mariela had in store for him were not over yet. He found a video where his private teacher was kissing another girl, a blonde with beautiful blue eyes. She was thin, with small-looking breasts next to Mariela's enormous ones, but with a champion butt. He knew because the blonde didn't take long to get down on all fours to receive a good cock in her pussy... at the same time as Mariela received another.
While she was masturbating, Oriana couldn't stop thinking that the blonde sounded familiar from somewhere. She was sure she had seen her before, but couldn't remember where or when. It was impossible for her to have crossed paths with her on some porn page, because she never logs into internet to watch porn. Then where? Maybe on Instagram? Perhaps it would be a novice influencer she followed on some social network. But she doubted it.
By being distracted with this, she didn't stop herself from getting off when the blonde started sucking her pussy on Mariela.
Ay, prof... why did you fall so low?, Thought Oriana.
If leaving cum on someone's face for two types was degrading, falling into lesbian sex was much worse. Her mother had taught her that the only women who did that were those trying to excite men with dirty tricks. Sex was made for a bed to be shared by a husband and his wife. Everything else was humiliating, degrading, obscene, impure... a complete nonsense.
And there was Mariela, a woman Oriana admired, doing everything her mother told her was impure.
The impact was even greater when Oriana saw her admired professor sink her head between the blonde's thighs and start sucking and licking as if she were an expert in lesbian sex. There wasn't a hint of doubt. Neither did it seem to bother her that one of the guys approached from behind and stuck his cock in her pussy. Not even did she turn her head to see who it was. She simply didn't care. This accumulation of emotions and contradictory feelings caused a strong orgasm in Oriana. So strong that her moans filled the room and her mother knocked on the door.
Daughter, are you fine? --He asked her in Japanese.
―Yes, mom. I'm just stretching a bit ―she replied in the same language. Her mother liked her to speak Japanese―. Is breakfast ready yet?
Yes, tell your brother.
Without saying more, her mother left, leaving Oriana with a huge feeling of shame. She felt dirty for having talked to her mother while putting her fingers in the pussy, but she couldn't help it, the orgasm was too strong. And she couldn't help but look at how Mariela sucked the pussy of that blonde. She never imagined that her professor could have lesbian tendencies. Yes, she had been surprised once or twice by Mariela looking at her breasts, but that was something that happened to everyone. Oriana's breasts were too attention-grabbing, even though she wore loose clothing. People looked at them just because they couldn't help themselves. And what if in reality Mariela was looking at them with other intentions?
I needed to test that theory. That's why, in the next class she had with her, she took off her wetsuit claiming she was hot. Underneath she was wearing a black sleeveless top with a neckline that left half of her upper breasts visible. Oriana only wore that top to sleep on summer nights, never went out of her room without putting something else on, felt naked when using it... and so she felt in front of her teacher.
The worst thing is that Mariela's eyes seemed to be constantly searching for her tits. While she was explaining how to solve some equations, Oriana could notice that her eyes weren't on the paper... but lost inside her cleavage. This had happened with men, especially her boyfriend Fernando, who would only look at her tits if she was wearing a low-cut top. But it was the first time this had happened with a woman.
You should wear more clothes like that, Mariela said to him.
―Why? ―Oriana's question leapt from her mouth before she could think.
Because you have beautiful breasts, replied Mariela, with a radiant smile, and you're young... you should take the twins out for some fresh air every now and then.
I can't --said, blushing--. My mom would kill me if she found out I'm wearing this kind of clothes in public. I do it here with you because...
Why do I have to test if you're lesbian? No, obviously I couldn't say that to her.
Because I have confidence in you -- he strained to smile.
Well, I'm glad to know that ―Mariela took off her sweater and showed that underneath she was only wearing a very fitted grey top, her breasts stood out just as much as Oriana's own―. You don't know how many times I wanted to get a little more comfortable, but I was afraid it would bother you. This house is very hot all year round. The walls of this room face east, they get the sun all day.
Oriana didn't know if she should believe the heat excuse, finally it wasn't even twenty degrees. Will her teacher be looking for an excuse to show her tits?
If that were the case, it worked because during the rest of the class Oriana couldn't pay attention to anything else except Mariela's tits. Her eyes seemed attracted as if they were dealing with a magnet. She wasn't lesbian, she was sure... if she looked so much is because... because... curiosity? surprise? or maybe because her brain reminded her of the times she had seen those big tits bouncing while someone was grabbing Mariela.
That provoked her to moisten between her legs. Suddenly she was tempted to ask him: 'Do you like women?' 'How's your career as a porn actress going?' 'They offered me work, do they want me to be a porn actress too?' 'Honestly, do you think I'd do well in porn?'
Of course Oriana wasn't interested in whether she would do well in porn or not, nor did she even think about getting into that world. The question lingered in her mind only because she was confused. There was too much information for her to deal with and she didn't know how to handle it.
That same evening, on returning to her house, she fell into temptation again. She locked herself in her room, turned on the notebook and searched for some Mariela video that she hadn't seen yet. She selected one showing the professor alongside a blonde. I wouldn't know how to explain why she did it... simply she felt like it.
She undressed as the video started and had a tremendous masturbation, with the same fury as the previous time, as if she were punishing herself for obliging her to commit impure acts. She saw how the blonde was eating Mariela's tits, shoving everything she could into her mouth and sucking like she wanted to suck out cum from them. Oriana wondered what it would feel like to suck a tit that big... and at the same time remembered that she had tits just as big. It only took... no, how would she do something like this with her own tits? But... why hadn't she done it before? What was stopping her? Her tits were large enough for her to suck them herself. She had never thought of doing so, and now that the idea had taken root in her head, the temptation was irresistible.
He didn't think about it anymore. He grabbed his right nipple with both hands, brought it to his mouth and started sucking his own nipple. At first the sensation was strange, not at all erotic, like licking his elbow. However, after a few seconds, the sensitivity of his nipple began to rise and the licks and sucks caused the desired effect. His boyfriend had sucked her breasts several times before, but Fernando was a bit clumsy, didn't know how to do it properly. Oriana replicated what the blonde did on the screen, passed her tongue around the nipple in circles and then gave a strong suck.
For a fleeting moment, he imagined that he was sucking Mariela's tits. That image crossed his mind without her permission and it cost him effort to displace it. My damn brain is playing against me, he thought. Yet, he managed to get a more than satisfactory masturbation.
After that blame came back, as it couldn't be any other way.
Oriana spent another week repeating like a mantra I have to delete Mariela's videos, even once she was about to do it; but she regretted it at the last moment. Anyway, she managed to restrain herself from playing them back. Not even looked at a photo.
He thought that eventually he would forget about the matter and one day simply delete all that material without feeling any kind of remorse. It was just a matter of time.
But all that went to the trash one afternoon when I was eating toasted sandwiches in the school cafeteria. I loved those sandwiches, especially the ones they called carlitos, which came with ketchup. I could only eat them at school because my father didn't like regional food.
He was enjoying one of those Carlitos when his mouth stopped mid-bite. He couldn't believe what his eyes were seeing. Something had to be wrong. His brain must have been playing some other cruel joke on him.
Just in front of Oriana there was a table where three girls were chatting very lively. The one sitting right in front of her was the same blonde who had been seen in the videos. Yes, the same one who had sucked Mariela's pussy and tits. Exactly the same blonde who had been seen being fucked with a big cock up her pussy.
Oriana jumped up from a leap that startled several people around her. With her mouth full, she pointed at the blonde, who realized she was the center of attention for this Asian girl, and turned red.
―Skinny ―said Oriana, while trying to swallow the piece of sandwich―. Are you a student from this institute?
The blonde looked around at everyone as if she couldn't understand why he was asking her that in front of everyone, with her mouth full...
Uh... yes, why?
No, thank you.
Oriana gathered her things, stored the remaining Carlitos in her backpack pocket, knowing it would fill up with ketchup, and left the tavern walking quickly, leaving the blonde and all the present guests with great confusion.
The suspicion of Oriana had become stronger than ever. It was too much coincidence that Mariela and the blonde were students at the institute... and that they also offered her a job as a model. Someone at the institute was recruiting girls to record porn videos, and it was very possible that they would have recruited her too.
There was only one way to find out: I had to accept the job offer they had made.
Chapter 07.
Oriana.
With eighteen years old, Oriana is the youngest of the Takahashi family. She has a brother two years older than her, named Kaito. They were born in Japan but have been living in Argentina for almost ten years. That time was enough for Oriana to master the language and speak like any Argentine would, and she also got familiar with some local customs. She quickly developed a taste for mate and usually takes it almost every day. Although she never managed to get her parents or brother to join her with this infusion. They prefer green tea.
Oriana was always a very diligent student, however her parents do not have the financial capital to send her to a great college or an excellent university. That's why Oriana filled with joy when she got a scholarship to study at one of the most prestigious tertiary institutes in the country.
This in turn produced great anxiety for him. What would he do if he failed? What would happen if they took away his scholarship? And what if he never managed to get the money to pay back what they lent him on the scholarship? The only way she found to deal with these concerns was to work hard. Oriana tries harder than most students and even uses her savings (money she accumulated over years of helping her parents with their family business) to pay for a private tutor.
He met Mariela, a young, lively, and intelligent girl. Mariela told him that she was also an alumna of the same institute and received the same scholarship. She managed to graduate and now, as a way to earn extra money, she dedicates herself to preparing students.
Oriana really didn't need to take private classes and Mariela pointed that out on more than one occasion. However, Oriana never stopped attending.
I'd rather study more than necessary than stay short and lose the scholarship -- he explained.
―Okay, I understand you perfectly. It was the same for me when I was taking courses. I was always terrified of losing my scholarship. I'll help you with everything I can. Besides, I won't deny that the extra income comes in handy. It's been a while since I had a student to prepare. There's too much competition.
―I always believed that the institute was responsible for its former students getting a good job.
Yes, but behind each lovely thing that sounds miraculous there's a trap. Yes, they hired me at a company, but they barely paid me anything. 'You're paying the floor rent', they'd tell me. Practically I had to work for free because part of what I earned went towards the scholarship. So the best advice I can give you is that when you're about to finish high school start looking for a good job on your own. You'll have more chances like that.
Well, thank you very much for the advice. - This crushed Oriana, apparently reality wasn't as beautiful as they had painted it to her -. But... and you? Are you still working at that company?
Oh, no... no... luckily I got another job where they pay me much better. Although some extra hours as a private teacher never come amiss -- she smiled kindly.
Ariana liked Mariela's smile, it made her feel in the company of an affable person she could trust. A mentor.
One afternoon, during one of those private classes, an incident occurred that would cause a drastic change in Oriana's life, and it was all due to a small distraction.
Oriana was at the desk that she and her private tutor used to study. She struggled to solve a complex mathematical problem while Mariela was in the kitchen preparing coffee for the two of them.
I prepared a list with all the formulas you'll have to memorize for the final exam -- said Mariela, raising her voice from the kitchen.
Ay, thank you so much. It's going to serve me well. Do you have it on paper?
No, it's on a USB drive, inside the left drawer. Print out the worksheet and then give it back to me.
Very well, thank you.
When Oriana returned to her house with the mentioned pendrive and connected it to her laptop, she took the surprise of her life. Inside a folder called “Work” (the only one on the device) she found photos of Professor Mariela posing in lingerie. They weren't obscene photos at all. They were typical photos you'd see in a lingerie catalog. Moreover, it was noticeable that they had been taken by a professional.
Oriana mentally replayed the moment when Mariela mentioned the flash drive, and realized that, since she was distracted by the math problem, she opened the drawer she shouldn't have: the right one. It so happened that there was another flash drive... because it had to be another.
Oriana continued looking at Mariela's photos, the teacher was really beautiful. Upturned nose, high cheekbones, large eyes, brown hair that looked like a lion's mane, large breasts, stomach as flat as a swimmer's (Oriana remembered Mariela had practiced swimming in high school) and well-toned legs.
This must be the other job she was talking about, thought Oriana, and once again felt discouraged. Being a lingerie model isn't bad at all, but it bothered her that Mariela, after spending three years at that prestigious and expensive institute, had to resort to that job to make a living.
What if it happens to me too?
He dismissed that idea by shaking his head. Not even wanted to imagine that scenario.
The photos of Mariela attracted her like a ball of twine attracts a slut. Oriana perceives herself as a strong woman, but knows that there is something stronger than her: her curiosity.
The catalog images ended and gave way to others in black and white. Oriana blushed. Mariela posed in front of the camera wearing lingerie sets much more provocative than before. Now she had corsets and lace bras, garters and stockings that reached halfway down her thighs. In several photos, Oriana could see how Mariela's nipples were transparent under the fabric of the corsets. The private teacher looked at the camera with a sensual and defiant expression. She also found several photos showing her with her legs open and it gave Oriana the impression that, underneath the lace thong, you could see more than you should.
She continued advancing in the album and was left agape when she found a photo showing Mariela lying on the bed, stretching her arms above her head and arching her back slightly to elevate her bust. The most impactful thing was that she no longer wore a bra. Her tits. Her large and round tits were completely naked, with firm nipples pointing towards the sky.
When she reacted, the next image appeared. Mariela's position was the same, but now the image captured her full body, and Oriana could see that the private teacher didn't wear a thong. Her legs were together, with the right one stretched out and the left one flexed, and at their union, you could see a faint line that couldn't symbolize anything other than Mariela's vagina. It was perfectly depilated, as if she had done a definitive depilation.
A photo more, because he couldn't help it. His jaw dropped again, from surprise. A photo, almost in close-up, of Mariela's open legs... and you could clearly see everything that was in the middle of them. Oriana couldn't believe it, she was seeing an image in black and white, perfectly sharp, of her private teacher's pussy. She could notice every millimeter of those slightly rough lips, the barely opened hole, and the clitoris protruding with timidity from its hood.
Oriana jumped in surprise upon hearing a short ringtone coming from her cell phone. It was the message alert and once again she had set the volume too high, which really irritated her. She opened WhatsApp and discovered that Mariela had written to her. She could imagine the message: You took the wrong pendrive. Please don't open it.
However, the message said something else:
―Hello Ori ―Oriana allowed few people to call her that, Mariela was one of them―. You forgot the flash drive at my house.
The girl took a few seconds to realize what had happened. Mariela checked the left drawer and found the pendrive inside; but apparently, she hadn't checked the right one. She didn't have to do it unless she suspected something was missing.
Should I tell Mariela what had really happened?
Maybe it wouldn't have been necessary. It was enough to return the flash drive to its place next time I had a class with them and save an uncomfortable moment. They wouldn't have had to talk about what Oriana could have seen inside that flash drive.
Yes, you're right -- responded Oriana --. I was very distracted with the problems and forgot. I'll look for it in the next class.
Fine, there's no drama. If it suits you, we can have that class tomorrow after all.
Here I'll be. Best regards.
For now everything was going well. I just had to pray that Mariela wouldn't open the right-hand drawer in two days.
But... what would she do meanwhile?
No matter how strong his curiosity is, continuing to look at the photos implies betraying Mariela's trust. After all, she never gave him permission to look at them.
Oriana stopped. She left the USB drive stored on the desk and forgot about it... for a few hours.
That same night, before going to sleep, curiosity got the better of her once again. An inner voice kept telling her: “How far has Professor Mariela gone with her photos?” Because showing the pussy so explicitly required a level of confidence that Oriana didn't know.
She went back to that explicit photo of Mariela with her legs open, and kept looking at the others. They were similar in terms of staging, same set, same scenery, and same black and white tone. Mariela was smiling and seemed very comfortable showing her breasts and opening her legs for the camera. She even saw some photos of the private teacher in four, opening up her buttocks, as if saying: Look, this is my ass, what would you do with it? Oriana's face turned red from all over. The attitude of that model was nothing like the Mariela she knew.
Oriana was lying in bed, wearing lingerie, and with the notebook resting on her stomach. Almost threw it to the floor when she saw a photo of Mariela sucking a thick penis, with her eyes closed and a very sensual expression on her mouth.
―It can't be! ―She exclaimed, while trying to adjust the laptop―. This can't be Mariela.
But yes, it was her. There was no slightest doubt. I had seen those delicate cheekbones and the prominent and sensual lips of my professor so many times that I couldn't help but recognize her. However... a cock? Never would have imagined that Mariela was the kind of woman who sucks cocks... and even less that she takes pictures doing it.
Oh, Mariela... so desperate are you to get some money?
Oriana discovered that things were getting even worse. She could see photos of Mariela, in different positions, being penetrated by that cock. From the side, on all fours, with her legs open, riding the cock... practically any position that could be imagined. And in many of the photos, Mariela was smiling at the cameras. Oriana couldn't help but think that her professor was making a great sacrifice by exposing herself like that and that smile wasn't anything more than an act.
The next thing she saw was not a photo, but a video, and this left her even more disoriented. It was recorded with perfect quality, as if it were professional. Mariela was on her knees, looking at the camera with her large and expressive eyes, her lion-like mane falling over her bare breasts. Suddenly, in close-up, a thick and long cock appeared, well erect. Oriana knew what would happen next, but her brain tried to avoid that situation. She couldn't because she saw it with her own eyes. Mariela began to lick the head of that cock with overwhelming sensuality. It was so intense that Oriana could feel her nipples hardening. It seemed as if Mariela were staring fixedly at her, saying: 'Do you want a little bit of this cock?'
Oriana wasn't a virgin, she had taken care of that a few months after getting engaged to Fernando. Fer was a very sweet and intelligent boy, with whom she could talk about almost anything. She always told herself: I'm having sex with my best friend.
However, what Mariela was doing in that video was far from what Oriana did with her boyfriend. To start with, Fernando didn't have such... um... reproductive equipment. And Oriana had never liked the idea of degrading herself by sucking his cock off a man. This is something she learned from her mother's strict upbringing. A woman can't behave like a slut, much less with her official partner, with the man she's going to marry.
Oriana didn't know if she would ever marry Fernando, yet she wanted to do well by him. Having a little fun, yes it's fine, but without losing dignity.
Mariela had thrown her dignity away by sucking a cock like that in front of a camera... and that's not all. Oriana watched the video until the end, hypnotized by that rhythmic head movement and how the cock disappeared into her mouth... until ZAZ! Semen everywhere. Professor Mariela's face was covered in cum and it seemed she enjoyed it, as if it were an intimate birthday party.
Oriana decided she had seen too much. She closed the notebook, left it on the bedside table and stayed lying down staring fixedly at the ceiling. Her brain was trying to understand how that porn actress could be the same intelligent girl who gave her private lessons. She didn't understand how Mariela had fallen so low.
He tried to fall asleep, but his body had other plans. The humidity in his sex was growing and his breasts were more than sensitive. A simple rub against the nipples was enough for a wave of pleasure to overwhelm him.
When Oriana was in front of Erika and Siara telling her story, she wouldn't tell them how many times she masturbated that night, nor how many times she went back to the notebook to visit the images and videos she had already seen... and even look more.
That night of wild debauchery Oriana discovered that Mariela had recorded several porn videos in which she didn't just suck cocks, but also got fucked by them. She moaned loudly as a well-hung and veiny cock drilled her pussy... and it wasn't always the same cock. To Oriana it seemed that at least four or five different guys had intimate moments with Mariela during the making of those videos... and there was one in particular that hit her double. Yes, just double what others, because there Mariela got fucked between two. She still hadn't been able to process that her professor was getting fucked by different types while filming porn, but now her stunned brain had to process not only that, but also that she got fucked between two: one in the pussy and the other in the mouth. In that particular video Mariela ended up with a face and tits full of semen.
Oriana would not confess to Erika and Siara that she had an orgasm just at the moment when she saw those two cocks ejaculate against Mariela's face and breasts. She wouldn't tell them the shame she felt about it either. For Oriana, having a woman submit to that was humiliating and degrading.
She reunited with Mariela for their private class that was scheduled. Oriana took advantage to return the flash drive to the drawer, and she was quieter than usual. She even had a hard time making eye contact with her teacher. She felt ashamed for having invaded Mariela's privacy in that way. And worse, she felt bad for copying all the content from the flash drive onto her computer.
Before leaving, Oriana looked at her professor and asked:
―Mariela are you happy with the work you had now?
Of course, I love teaching...
I'm not referring to this job, but the other...
Ah, yes... I'm also very happy about that job ―Oriana was confused by that response. A part of herself was telling her that Mariela couldn't feel comfortable working as a porn actress―. At first it was a bit tough, because... um... let's say it's an atypical job, that has little to do with my studies. But over time I learned to enjoy it.
Enjoy it? Did he say he enjoys it?
―How are you doing at that job?
Yes, I have a lot of fun and they pay me quite well. Although it's a shame that they don't call me as often as I would like. Sometimes I miss it a little bit.
―And how did you manage to get that job?
This... em... was recommended by someone from the institute. They passed on my contact to a person who was hiring people... and I introduced myself.
Can I ask what that job is about?
Um... I prefer not to. Don't be offended, Ori, there are things in life that are better not shared personally.
I understand. Sorry for the question. It's bad manners. My dad would have been very angry with me if he heard me asking someone about their job. He always says that if someone wants to say what they do to make a living, then they'll tell you and that's it. Asking is impolite.
Okay, your dad is a very wise man.
And something strict. It's a bit old-fashioned and tries to preserve some old Japanese customs.
And well, it's understandable. You came to Argentina when you were very young, but that man lived almost his whole life in Japan. It's hard to leave behind the roots.
Yes, it's true. I'm asking for forgiveness again for having asked you. I don't want to intrude on your personal life.
Thank you for understanding.
For days Oriana tried not to look at Mariela's porn material again, even started a mental process to convince herself that it was best to eliminate everything. She had already invaded her professor's privacy too much, she couldn't do it anymore... no matter how many photos and videos were left to see... no matter how curiosity gnawed at her inside. She couldn't keep going.
Despite having managed to contain himself, the topic was still spinning around in his mind... and it came back like a cold splash of water during a small reunion he had with the woman who awarded him the scholarship. They were discussing the different payment methods Oriana could use to return the scholarship money. She wanted to be honest and said it wouldn't be easy for her to pay everything back quickly because her family wasn't going through a good economic situation. Her father came to Argentina hoping to open a large supermarket, but those dreams were frustrated by high competition. The family business is a kiosk that sometimes does very well temporarily, and then falls into financial holes from which it's hard to get out.
If money is a problem, the woman said with a friendly smile, I know a perfect job for a girl like you. You're young and... vigorous. I'm sure you'd do very well in this job.
The woman handed him a card with the data of a photographic study.
Oriana left that meeting with her nerves altered. A girl like you. Young and vigorous... those terms put her on alert. She suspected that the word vigorous had been used as a replacement for voluptuous. Because yes, Oriana knows what dimensions her body has and how much effort she should make to hide her voluminous breasts. Besides... it was the direction of a photography studio. It couldn't be coincidence. Were they just about to offer her the same job that Mariela got?
Maybe I was just exaggerating. I was conditioned by the surprise that came with Mariela's photos and now I saw signs of it everywhere. She kept the card and decided not to give more importance to the matter.
Until a morning when she got up more horny than usual, due to a vivid and wet dream. She dreamed of Mariela. She dreamed that they were recording a porn movie together and sharing big and veiny erections. She cursed herself for having to resort to those videos again, but her body was begging... at the top of its lungs.
He passed directly to videos she had never seen because the amount of material Mariela had recorded was enormous. Oriana masturbated very quickly, with rage. She wanted to finish that humiliating ritual before her mother called her for breakfast.
The surprises Mariela had in store for him were not over yet. He found a video where his private teacher was kissing another girl, a blonde with beautiful blue eyes. She was thin, with small-looking breasts next to Mariela's enormous ones, but with a champion butt. He knew because the blonde didn't take long to get down on all fours to receive a good cock in her pussy... at the same time as Mariela received another.
While she was masturbating, Oriana couldn't stop thinking that the blonde sounded familiar from somewhere. She was sure she had seen her before, but couldn't remember where or when. It was impossible for her to have crossed paths with her on some porn page, because she never logs into internet to watch porn. Then where? Maybe on Instagram? Perhaps it would be a novice influencer she followed on some social network. But she doubted it.
By being distracted with this, she didn't stop herself from getting off when the blonde started sucking her pussy on Mariela.
Ay, prof... why did you fall so low?, Thought Oriana.
If leaving cum on someone's face for two types was degrading, falling into lesbian sex was much worse. Her mother had taught her that the only women who did that were those trying to excite men with dirty tricks. Sex was made for a bed to be shared by a husband and his wife. Everything else was humiliating, degrading, obscene, impure... a complete nonsense.
And there was Mariela, a woman Oriana admired, doing everything her mother told her was impure.
The impact was even greater when Oriana saw her admired professor sink her head between the blonde's thighs and start sucking and licking as if she were an expert in lesbian sex. There wasn't a hint of doubt. Neither did it seem to bother her that one of the guys approached from behind and stuck his cock in her pussy. Not even did she turn her head to see who it was. She simply didn't care. This accumulation of emotions and contradictory feelings caused a strong orgasm in Oriana. So strong that her moans filled the room and her mother knocked on the door.
Daughter, are you fine? --He asked her in Japanese.
―Yes, mom. I'm just stretching a bit ―she replied in the same language. Her mother liked her to speak Japanese―. Is breakfast ready yet?
Yes, tell your brother.
Without saying more, her mother left, leaving Oriana with a huge feeling of shame. She felt dirty for having talked to her mother while putting her fingers in the pussy, but she couldn't help it, the orgasm was too strong. And she couldn't help but look at how Mariela sucked the pussy of that blonde. She never imagined that her professor could have lesbian tendencies. Yes, she had been surprised once or twice by Mariela looking at her breasts, but that was something that happened to everyone. Oriana's breasts were too attention-grabbing, even though she wore loose clothing. People looked at them just because they couldn't help themselves. And what if in reality Mariela was looking at them with other intentions?
I needed to test that theory. That's why, in the next class she had with her, she took off her wetsuit claiming she was hot. Underneath she was wearing a black sleeveless top with a neckline that left half of her upper breasts visible. Oriana only wore that top to sleep on summer nights, never went out of her room without putting something else on, felt naked when using it... and so she felt in front of her teacher.
The worst thing is that Mariela's eyes seemed to be constantly searching for her tits. While she was explaining how to solve some equations, Oriana could notice that her eyes weren't on the paper... but lost inside her cleavage. This had happened with men, especially her boyfriend Fernando, who would only look at her tits if she was wearing a low-cut top. But it was the first time this had happened with a woman.
You should wear more clothes like that, Mariela said to him.
―Why? ―Oriana's question leapt from her mouth before she could think.
Because you have beautiful breasts, replied Mariela, with a radiant smile, and you're young... you should take the twins out for some fresh air every now and then.
I can't --said, blushing--. My mom would kill me if she found out I'm wearing this kind of clothes in public. I do it here with you because...
Why do I have to test if you're lesbian? No, obviously I couldn't say that to her.
Because I have confidence in you -- he strained to smile.
Well, I'm glad to know that ―Mariela took off her sweater and showed that underneath she was only wearing a very fitted grey top, her breasts stood out just as much as Oriana's own―. You don't know how many times I wanted to get a little more comfortable, but I was afraid it would bother you. This house is very hot all year round. The walls of this room face east, they get the sun all day.
Oriana didn't know if she should believe the heat excuse, finally it wasn't even twenty degrees. Will her teacher be looking for an excuse to show her tits?
If that were the case, it worked because during the rest of the class Oriana couldn't pay attention to anything else except Mariela's tits. Her eyes seemed attracted as if they were dealing with a magnet. She wasn't lesbian, she was sure... if she looked so much is because... because... curiosity? surprise? or maybe because her brain reminded her of the times she had seen those big tits bouncing while someone was grabbing Mariela.
That provoked her to moisten between her legs. Suddenly she was tempted to ask him: 'Do you like women?' 'How's your career as a porn actress going?' 'They offered me work, do they want me to be a porn actress too?' 'Honestly, do you think I'd do well in porn?'
Of course Oriana wasn't interested in whether she would do well in porn or not, nor did she even think about getting into that world. The question lingered in her mind only because she was confused. There was too much information for her to deal with and she didn't know how to handle it.
That same evening, on returning to her house, she fell into temptation again. She locked herself in her room, turned on the notebook and searched for some Mariela video that she hadn't seen yet. She selected one showing the professor alongside a blonde. I wouldn't know how to explain why she did it... simply she felt like it.
She undressed as the video started and had a tremendous masturbation, with the same fury as the previous time, as if she were punishing herself for obliging her to commit impure acts. She saw how the blonde was eating Mariela's tits, shoving everything she could into her mouth and sucking like she wanted to suck out cum from them. Oriana wondered what it would feel like to suck a tit that big... and at the same time remembered that she had tits just as big. It only took... no, how would she do something like this with her own tits? But... why hadn't she done it before? What was stopping her? Her tits were large enough for her to suck them herself. She had never thought of doing so, and now that the idea had taken root in her head, the temptation was irresistible.
He didn't think about it anymore. He grabbed his right nipple with both hands, brought it to his mouth and started sucking his own nipple. At first the sensation was strange, not at all erotic, like licking his elbow. However, after a few seconds, the sensitivity of his nipple began to rise and the licks and sucks caused the desired effect. His boyfriend had sucked her breasts several times before, but Fernando was a bit clumsy, didn't know how to do it properly. Oriana replicated what the blonde did on the screen, passed her tongue around the nipple in circles and then gave a strong suck.
For a fleeting moment, he imagined that he was sucking Mariela's tits. That image crossed his mind without her permission and it cost him effort to displace it. My damn brain is playing against me, he thought. Yet, he managed to get a more than satisfactory masturbation.
After that blame came back, as it couldn't be any other way.
Oriana spent another week repeating like a mantra I have to delete Mariela's videos, even once she was about to do it; but she regretted it at the last moment. Anyway, she managed to restrain herself from playing them back. Not even looked at a photo.
He thought that eventually he would forget about the matter and one day simply delete all that material without feeling any kind of remorse. It was just a matter of time.
But all that went to the trash one afternoon when I was eating toasted sandwiches in the school cafeteria. I loved those sandwiches, especially the ones they called carlitos, which came with ketchup. I could only eat them at school because my father didn't like regional food.
He was enjoying one of those Carlitos when his mouth stopped mid-bite. He couldn't believe what his eyes were seeing. Something had to be wrong. His brain must have been playing some other cruel joke on him.
Just in front of Oriana there was a table where three girls were chatting very lively. The one sitting right in front of her was the same blonde who had been seen in the videos. Yes, the same one who had sucked Mariela's pussy and tits. Exactly the same blonde who had been seen being fucked with a big cock up her pussy.
Oriana jumped up from a leap that startled several people around her. With her mouth full, she pointed at the blonde, who realized she was the center of attention for this Asian girl, and turned red.
―Skinny ―said Oriana, while trying to swallow the piece of sandwich―. Are you a student from this institute?
The blonde looked around at everyone as if she couldn't understand why he was asking her that in front of everyone, with her mouth full...
Uh... yes, why?
No, thank you.
Oriana gathered her things, stored the remaining Carlitos in her backpack pocket, knowing it would fill up with ketchup, and left the tavern walking quickly, leaving the blonde and all the present guests with great confusion.
The suspicion of Oriana had become stronger than ever. It was too much coincidence that Mariela and the blonde were students at the institute... and that they also offered her a job as a model. Someone at the institute was recruiting girls to record porn videos, and it was very possible that they would have recruited her too.
There was only one way to find out: I had to accept the job offer they had made.
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