Chapter 73: The Engineer’s Experiment
The final bell of the day echoed through the Academy halls, signaling a mass exodus of students. As Jun and Sora walked toward the girls’ classroom to pick up Hana, the atmosphere shifted. As they entered the hallway, several girls stopped in their tracks, their eyes widening at the sight of Jun.
A few of the unselected girls whispered loudly, their voices laced with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism. “Look, there he is,” one murmured, her voice carrying. “I wonder if the rumors are true. He looks so composed… maybe he’s just hiding how exhausted he gets.”
Jun ignored them completely, his expression one of effortless indifference. Sora, however, walked beside him with a subtle, triumphant smile. She didn’t need to say a word; her presence as the “First Wife,” radiating confidence and possessiveness, was answer enough to the whispers.
After picking up Hana, who was practically vibrating with energy, the group split. Sora, Akane, and Mei headed back toward the dorms to handle their own affairs, while Jun and Hana made their way toward the specialized faculty wing.
As they approached Professor Leni Vance’s office, Hana looked at the closed door, then back at Jun. “Shouldn’t we knock?” she asked, her voice curious. “I mean, she’s a professor, right?”
Jun didn’t slow down. He pushed the door open with a casual flick of his wrist. “Leni’s probably too busy tinkering with her toys to notice a knock,” he replied, his voice laced with a hint of amusement.
The office was, as usual, a chaotic sanctuary of madness. Tables were cluttered with half-finished prototypes, circuit boards, and a bewildering array of synthetic materials. There were vibrating devices of all shapes and sizes, some humming softly on their own, and holographic blueprints of pleasure-points floating in the air.
Hana stepped inside, her eyes wide with fascination. She drifted toward a table, her fingers hovering over a strange, pulsing device. “Wow… she really does have everything here,” Hana whispered, her inner “curious cat” taking over.
Jun scanned the room. It was unusually quiet, save for the hum of the machinery. Then, he heard it—a muffled, rhythmic sound coming from the side room. A soft, needy moan that sounded more like a plea than a conversation.
Curiosity piqued, Jun led Hana toward the side room. He pushed the door open slowly.
Inside, the room was dim, lit only by the neon glow of a few monitors. Leni was sprawled across a medical bed, her posture one of absolute, uninhibited pleasure. She was wearing a high-tech headset and a pair of VR goggles that blocked her vision. But it was her body that caught their attention. She was stripped down, wearing a set of metallic nipple clips that looked like they were pulsing with a soft light, and a sleek, obsidian-colored anal plug that disappeared into her.
Leni was in the throes of a solitary session, her hips arching rhythmically against the medical bed. She was lost in a haze of artificial stimulation, her body twisting in a slow, agonizing dance of desire. Her legs were spread wide, her heels digging into the mattress as she tried to angle her pelvis to better catch the vibration of the plug.
“Mmm… ahhh… god,” she moaned, her voice fragmented and heavy with a hunger that wouldn’t subside. “The vibration… it’s hitting the spot… but it’s not enough. I need… more… more intensity…”
She let out a long, shaky breath, her hand clutching the sheets so tightly her knuckles turned white. Leni was a master of reproductive engineering, yet she was currently a slave to her own body. She shifted her weight, grinding her hips in a desperate, circular motion, trying to force the obsidian plug deeper into her, seeking a pressure that the machine simply couldn’t provide.
Her breath came in short, jagged gasps, her chest heaving as she fought for a climax that remained tantalizingly out of reach. She reached down, her fingers grazing her own clit in a frantic, clumsy attempt to bridge the gap between the mechanical buzz and the raw sensation she craved. But her own touch felt insufficient, a pale imitation of the intensity she wanted.
“Something’s missing… the pressure isn’t… ahhh… it’s not quite right…” she whimpered, her voice trailing off into a needy sob. She arched her back, her body trembling with a build-up of tension that had nowhere to go. She was hovering on the precipice of a peak, but the mechanical stimulation was only teasing her, leaving her stranded in a state of high-voltage frustration.
Jun watched her for a moment, his eyes narrowing. He didn’t hesitate. He stepped closer, his movements silent and predatory. While Leni was still lost in her virtual world, her hand blindly massaging her own breast in a desperate search for more sensation, Jun reached down.
Without warning, he slid his hand between her thighs, his fingers finding her clit with a precision that only a “Pro” could possess.
Leni let out a sharp, strangled gasp. “Hah!” Her body jolted, her back arching off the bed. The sudden, unexpected contact of a real, warm hand against her hypersensitive peak sent a shockwave of electricity through her.
Jun didn’t stop. While his fingers began to rub her clit in a fast, fluttering motion, his other hand reached for the remote control sitting on the bedside table. With a single, decisive click, he cranked the vibration of the plug to its maximum setting.
The result was instantaneous. Leni’s eyes flew open behind the goggles, her mouth falling open in a silent scream of ecstasy. The combined assault of the maximum vibration and Jun’s expert fingering was too much for her system to handle.
“Ahhh! Oh god!” Leni shrieked, her body convulsing. A wave of intense pleasure crashed over her, triggering a violent, explosive orgasm. She squirted a heavy amount of fluid, her body shaking with the force of the climax as she collapsed back into the mattress, completely spent.
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Dazed and breathless, Leni reached up and ripped off her headset and goggles. She blinked, her vision clearing, and saw Jun standing over her, his hand still moving rhythmically against her pussy.
“You…!” she gasped, her voice trembling. She opened her mouth to complain about the intrusion, her professional pride attempting to claw its way back to the surface. She wanted to scold him, to demand an apology for the breach of her privacy, but Jun didn’t give her the chance to find her voice.
He didn’t pull his hand away. Instead, he kept his fingers pressed firmly against her, his thumb beginning to circle her clit in a slow, agonizingly deliberate rhythm. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the way her muscles were still twitching from the first explosive climax.
Leni stiffened, her breath hitching. “Stop… I’m… I’m the professor here,” she managed to stammer, though her voice lacked any real authority. She tried to push his hand away, but her movements were weak, her body betraying her. Every time she tried to resist, Jun shifted the pressure, hitting a precise nerve ending that sent a fresh jolt of electricity straight to her core.
“You’re far too tense, Leni,” Jun murmured, his voice a low, commanding vibration.
He increased the speed, his thumb flicking against her peak with a la lusted-after precision. Leni let out a strangled sound, half-moan and half-sob. She squeezed her eyes shut, her head tossing back as she fought a losing battle against her own biology. She tried to hold it back, desperate to maintain some shred of dignity, but the sensation was too intense. It was a tidal wave of pleasure that drowned out her logic.
She felt the pressure building again, a second peak forming with terrifying speed. Her hips instinctively bucked upward, seeking more of his touch, her resistance crumbling into a needy desperation.
“Don’t… I can’t…” she whimpered, her voice breaking.
But Jun didn’t let up. He pressed deeper, his fingers massaging her clit with a rhythmic intensity that pushed her over the edge. Leni’s body jolted, a violent shudder racking her frame as she succumbed to a second, deeper orgasm. She let out a long, shaky cry, her eyes rolling back as she collapsed into a state of sheer, blissful surrender, her mind completely blanked by the intensity of the pleasure.
Standing a few feet away, Hana watched the entire scene in a state of absolute awe. She had seen Jun be dominant, but this was different. This was aggressive, calculated, and completely effortless. She felt a surge of heat between her own legs, her heart hammering against her ribs. Seeing Jun take control of a professional like Leni so completely made her realize that her “first time” was going to be unlike anything she had ever imagined.