Pervert for Life

As Seraphine returned to the other group of girls, Instructor Calista pointed at another.

"Emma, come. You’re up next."

A young girl with soft chestnut hair stepped out under the watchful eyes of the remaining students.

The hair fell in loose waves past her shoulders, catching the light in warm brown tones that made the scatter of light freckles across her nose and cheeks stand out even more.

Her face was delicate, almost doll-like, with large hazel eyes that still held a trace of nervousness she tried to hide.

She was smaller than most of the others, her frame slender but she had fluid, elegant curves that her uniform did little to hide.

The white shirt sat snug across her chest, the fabric pulling slightly over the modest swell of her breasts, and the short uniform skirt rested lightly on her smooth thighs that looked soft to the touch.

’Another person that wasn’t a candidate...’ I muttered internally as I watched the beautiful girl step forward.

Swoosh.

The moment she entered close proximity with Instructor Calista, the instructor attacked.

Her blade sliced through the air at a blinding speed, cleaving down toward Emma.

Emma quickly waved her hand and erected a light blue barrier.

The pale blue light shimmered as the attack collided against it.

Just as Calista was about to use the momentum to keep attacking, she felt her inner walls flutter hard around the thick fingers still buried deep in her pussy.

She staggered briefly and the sudden clench caused her fluids to splatter around inside her training gear, making her thighs feel slippery and slick.

She almost lost balance, however she hurriedly twisted mid-movement and barely dodged the blue barrier that sliced through the air right beside her.

Calista’s eyes narrowed as she felt the fingers begin moving even more furiously inside both of her lower holes.

The ones in her pussy were thrusting deeper and harder, clearly aiming to bring her to an orgasm.

While the one in her ass spun like a vibrating head and stretched her gaping asshole open without mercy.

Her trousers were already darkened down the front from earlier, and now fresh wetness spread further with each relentless movement.

’At this rate, it won’t be long before my legs weaken...’ Instructor Calista thought, and she realised she did not have much time left.

Feeling the gazes of the many girls surrounding her while the invisible fingers fucked both of her holes, she felt her internal walls squirm and pulse.

Heavy arousal flooded through her.

Her nipples had already stiffened against the fabric of her shirt, and every step made the soaked black lace of her panties cling tighter to her swollen lips that were wide open, her pussy lips parted to accommodate the fingers.

Taking a deep breath, Calista stood upright again and attacked one final time.

She spun with a graceful movement, twin blades turning like a tornado.

The blades collided with the multiple pale blue barriers that appeared before Emma.

Emma’s hands were trembling as she struggled to hold the barriers firm under the onslaught.

Her chestnut hair stuck to her damp forehead and the short skirt flared with every desperate step she took, flashing the soft pale skin of her upper thighs and the edge of her plain white panties.

Swish!

A crack echoed and a blade brushed gently past her face.

"Ah!" Emma let out a startled cry as her face turned pale.

Fortunately the instructor had coated the blade in mana at the last possible second and negated the impact, ensuring she was not injured.

"Although using your barriers is an effective method of defence and offence, you still need to work on strengthening your input of mana along with minimizing your physical strain."

As the instructor finished speaking, she hesitated briefly.

After a little contemplation she knew this was the only method of escape left to her.

"Aside from Ivory, the remaining girls should come and attack me simultaneously. I’ll point out your flaws mid-fight."

The moment her words faded, all the girls gasped in surprise.

"Instructor..." a girl with light green hair called out, taken aback by the decision.

"While in the middle of a heated group battle, that is when the majority of your flaws will be revealed."

The instructor explained with a straight face.

The reason she had kept Ivory aside was because Ivory’s strength was far greater than that of the other girls by a wide margin.

Having them fight would make her be at a disadvantage.

Watching her expression as she spoke, I felt like laughing.

Clearly she was only doing this because she could feel the inevitable orgasm rising from between her legs.

The three thick fingers in her pussy and the ones stretching her ass had not slowed for a single second.

Her inner walls were already beginning to flutter with warning.

I had to admire the instructor’s quick-wittedness and composure.

To think this was the instructor I was scared to sneak glances at before...

Scoffing to myself, I mentally increased the places being pleasured.

Just as Calista was waiting for the girls to enter the training field, she felt the sudden sensation of a warm mouth latching onto her left breast.

Invisible lips closed around her stiff nipple and began sucking hard.

A tongue flicked and circled her already sensitive nipple, causing her to bite her lips almost immediately in both frustration and... pleasure.

She quickly regained her previously cold expression realising what she’d just done.

The girls, however, could still tell something was wrong.

The instructor’s face was pale and flushed at the same time.

Sweat beaded at her forehead, yet they understood she was not stressed in the slightest after fighting just two of the girls.

"All our instructors seem off lately..." one of the ladies muttered to her friends as she took out a twin dagger and coated it with mana.

"I think so." Another echoed, and coated her arms in pale blue mana light.

In moments the ladies had surrounded Calista.

A slight wind blew, rustling the hair of the girls and lifting their skirts briefly.

Glimpses of panties in various colours flashed into view almost immediately, dazzling my line of sight.

Soft pink. Pale blue. Black lace. White cotton that had already darkened slightly from the earlier water mist.

From where I stood I caught sight of more than three pairs of panties, the fabric clinging to their crotch and the faint outlines of pussy lips beneath.

I swallowed internally as the fight began.

The instructor moved with fluid grace as she attacked the girls without delay.

Her body was extremely sensitive at this moment.

She felt the invisible mouth continue licking and sucking both breasts now, pulling at her nipples until they stood out hard and obvious against her shirt.

At the same time her love juices had already trailed down her thighs in thin glistening trails.

The black lace of her panties was completely soaked, the fabric transparent enough that the thick fingers stretching her open were outlined clearly every time she twisted or lunged.

If it was not for her purposefully disrupting the surroundings with the sharp sound of her blades, the wet squelching of her pussy being fucked would have been impossible to miss.

A girl with long black hair came in from the left with a pair of short swords.

Calista met her with a spinning cut that forced the girl to leap back.

The leap made the black-haired girl’s skirt flutter due to the wind and ride up, revealing plain black panties that had ridden up slightly between her soft butt cheeks.

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