Part 1 here

Part 2 here

I’d never gotten around to finishing telling this story, but I got some requests to do so, so here we go.

Quite some time passed since my last meeting with Hina, perhaps a year if not a bit more. She had a boyfriend, and I had my own things going on as well. Something caused me to recall our last meeting, and out of curiosity as to what she was up to, I contacted her. She got back to me the next day, and after some idle banter we agreed to meet up for drinks. I wasn’t really sure what to expect…it had been a while since our “lessons”, so I didn’t expect us to pick that thread up. I was just happy that apparently I hadn’t crossed a line and she was still willing to meet up with me.

The day came and I met up with Hina. I can’t remember what she was wearing and it doesn’t really matter anyway, so let’s move on. We found a cozy place that served craft beers and found a table. The first hour or so was just casual chatting, catching up over the past year and what not. Eventually she asked me about my dating and romance life. I gave her a very short, very truncated version of some of what I’d been up to, and asked about her.

Hina was no longer dating the guy she had been seeing before. They’d continued for a few months after our last meeting but things kind of fizzled out from there. She hadn’t met anyone new since. I asked if our lessons had been of any use before the relationship ended. She said that sex with him became a bit more enjoyable but never something that was totally awesome. She said she asked him to eat her out once, but he did it very briefly and she felt like he didn’t really want to do it, so she never asked again and he never did it again.

“Oh, but that doesn’t mean that your lessons didn’t work,” Hina quickly added. “They were great.”

Now, I’m one of those guys for whom subtle hints doesn’t work. They fly right over my head, only for me to figure it out years later and kick myself for it. But I do have my moments where something clicks, the God of Eros shines a divine light of understanding in my eyes, and somehow I just get it. Tonight was one of those rare times.

“Well, I’m glad to hear that. Although, I never got to give you the final lesson.”

A mild look of surprise crossed Hina’s face. “There’s a final lesson.” The way she phrased that seemed to suggest - there more we could have done?

“Yeah. I guess more than a lesson, you’d call it the final exam.”

“I see.” Hina falls silent as I can tell she’s trying to process things. “What kind of stuff is on the final exam?”

I winked at her. “It’s not normal to tell a student what’s going to be on the test. You just show up and take it and see if what you learned up to now will let you pass it.”

Hina looked into her beer. “Do you think I’d pass?”

“You’ve were a good student, so I like your chances, but there’s no way to know unless you take the test.”

Hina continued to play with her beer glass. “I hate leaving things unfinished.”

“Well then, shall we take the final exam?”

“Yeah.”

We finished our drinks and headed for the love hotel district.

In Japan it’s customary to take a shower before getting down to business. Upon entering the hotel I asked if Hina wanted to take her shower first, but she insisted that I go first. Even though we’d had sex, we had only taken off our pants, not our tops, so we hadn’t seen each other fully naked. I imagine she was a bit apprehensive about that, so she probably had me go first so that she wouldn’t be the first one among us to be naked. Even still, I disrobed in the bathroom, showered, and came out with the towel wrapped around me.

Hina went off to take her shower, and now it was up to me to prep the room. First was the lights - finding the right combination of having dimmed them, but not pitch black. Next was music - most love hotels will have some sort of internet radio system, which features all sorts of genres. From upbeat J-pop to traditional enka, and western songs as well. A former girlfriend had taught me one station - hip hop and slow jams, so that was my go-to. I put my watch on the counter area at the head of the bed, so that I could be aware of the time. Finally I ditched my towel, crawled into bed, and pulled the covers up. Preparations complete.

Hina came out with the towel wrapped around her, above her chest. I laid in the middle of the bed - she sat down on the edge, with her back facing me.

“Okay so…what should I do now?” Hina asked, her voice full of nervousness.

Hina wasn’t new to sex, nor was this our first time, but it almost felt like it was. This time was going to be different and we both knew it. And Hina didn’t really know what to do or what she should do. I didn’t think I was really “teaching” her anything, but I knew I had to guide her at least.

I pulled back the covers a bit and motioned for her to join me. She did, laying against my shoulder with the towel still wrapped around her. I put my arm around her, my hand laying on her stomach above the towel.

“How did it go with your boyfriend?” I asked.

“We’d kiss a little, then I’d give him a BJ, then we’d have sex.” Hina answered with her head still nuzzled into my shoulder.

“Kiss…just a little?”

“Yeah, maybe just a few minutes. Then he’d want me to give him a BJ.”

“Well, it looks like I do have one final thing to teach you after all.” With the hand that was opposite the shoulder Hina was snuggled into, I softly placed it on top of her head, stroked down to her neck, and gently made a upwards motion. She understood the gesture, scooting her body up and raising her head. I slid my hand up to the back of her head and softly pulled her in, for our first kiss. We started soft, simply just merging our lips together, but it didn’t take long for me to slip my tongue into her mouth, and for her to greet mine with hers. It didn’t take long for my cock to get hard, as I felt it literally lifting the covers up.

As we kissed I softly ran my other hand up and down her body over the towel. After our tongues intertwined more and more deeply, I reached for the edge of the towel and began to tug at it. Hina knew what I wanted, and quickly unfastened the towel. I pulled it away from her and tossed it over the side of the bed. While kissing I couldn’t get a good look, but I could feel her soft body pressing into mine.

I motioned for her to mount me, and she did so. As she did I was finally able to get a good look at her exposed body. She was thin, but soft. Modest breasts, rounded nicely, with her brown nipples pert. I pulled her down so that I could take her breasts into my mouth. I started with the underboob, licking my way up, circling around her areolas. This was my first exposure to Hina’s breasts, and while I was eager, I did want to take my time. Hina twitched as I teased her, but I could only restrain myself so long, and took her nipple into my mouth, licking it as I sucked gently on her breast. Hina moaned in pleasure, her first of the night. After giving her left breast plenty of attention I did the same for her right breast, which Hina seemed to enjoy even more.

I wanted to eat Hina out…I wondered if she would be comfortable with face sitting, as she was already on top of me. While I was still pondering that, Hina slid down, taking my already engorged cock into her hands in preparation to slide it inside. I was going to stop her - I wanted to do more foreplay before we got to penetration, but as my cock made contact with her pussy I could feel how wet she was, and…I mean, who am I to stop a woman sliding my cock inside of her?

Upon putting me inside of her, Hina winced slightly. “Sensei, I forgot how big you are.”

“Take it slow,” I said, “don’t do anything that hurts you.”

“I’m fine,” Hina asserted.

I had Hina bend over so that we could kiss again, and I used my hips to slowly deepen the penetration, first getting all of myself into her, and then slow, careful thrusts so that she could get used to my size. As I felt her get used to the slow pace, I increased the speed of the thrusts. Hina stopped kissing me, leaving her lower lip resting against my upper as she moaned and breathed heavily. I had her sit up, and then adjusted my penetration angle so that I was hitting her upper wall. Hina’s moan as I did so was louder and more sensual, letting me know I hit a good spot. We got a good rhythm going, and watching her ride my cock, seeing her modest breasts bounce as the pleasure rippled across her face…fuuuuuck, I almost exploded right there.

I had Hina dismount me, and I wanted to fuck her doggy, but she felt discomfort so I gave up on that position. I had her lay down on her back, and realizing that I hadn’t eaten her out yet, as well as needing to buy myself some cool down time, I slid down and placed my head between her legs. I started licking inside of her folds, finding her vaginal opening and pushing my tongue in as far as I could, and then licked my way up to her clit. Hina reflexively reached down with both her hands, grabbing my head.

“Sensei, put it in.” Hina almost begged.

“Wait.” I said. I wanted to give her a clitoral orgasm, and honestly I still needed a bit of cool down time. I focused on her clit, increasing the speed of my tongue movements until she came hard in my mouth.

“Put it in, please.” I love eating pussy, and I had considered staying down there for a few minutes more, but as soon as Hina said this it obliterated any and all intentions I might have had. I came up and slid my cock inside of Hina again.

“Are you okay? Doesn’t hurt?”

“No, it feels good.” Even with Hina’s confirmation I started a bit slow, but eventually worked up to a good pace. I held her around the waist as I went in deep and fast, watching Hina moan continuously. Her voice grew louder until she said “Sensei, I’m coming!” and grabbed my hands with hers as her orgasm gripped her body.

I slowed my pace to let her recover, but gradually ramped things up, and just like before, Hina’s voice grew louder and louder until she said “Sensei, I’m coming!” again, grabbed my hands again, and had another orgasm.

Having found the angle and rhythm to get her off, I really wanted to do that repeatedly to get several more orgasms out of her…but honestly to say I was at my limit would be an understatement.

“I’m sorry,” I confess, “I don’t think I can hold it in any longer.”

“Okay,” Hina answers simply.

“With your boyfriend, where did he cum?”

“...We used condoms.”

“...Ah. Sorry…”

Hina shakes her head. “No, I wanted to do it raw with you. Just…don’t cum inside. Stomach is okay.”

I used the angle and rhythm that I knew gets her off, and I was hoping to get another orgasm out of her before mine, but sadly I couldn’t stave it off long enough. I pulled out of her and exploded my cum all over her stomach.

Hina seemed amused/pleased by it. “...It’s warm,” she commented.

I cleaned us up, then laid down on my back on the bed. Hina snuggled into my shoulder, mimicking the position we’d started in. We laid there in silence for a few moments, both of us still breathing heavily.

Breaking the silence, Hina said, “So Sensei, did I pass the final exam?”

“Oh yeah. Highest marks I can give.”

The word Hina said here in Japanese roughly translates to “oh yeah”, but she totally deadpanned it. I couldn’t help but to chuckle - as a student Hina was always good at deadpanning things, and it reminded me of our interactions back then. …We’d definitely come a long way since then.

A few more moments of silence passed, which Hina broke again. “Now I have some new material.”

“Huh? New material?”

“Our last lesson…I used to think about that a lot when I…y’know. So now I have new material.”

I laughed at this as well. “Ohh, that’s what you meant. Well, I guess I have new material too.”

“Don’t guys just look at porn?”

“Porn’s nowhere near as good as the real thing.”

Hina nuzzled deeper into my shoulder, and we laid there in satisfied silence for a while before it became time to clean up and head home.

That was quite some time ago. About a year ago I did check in on her, but she was super busy and did not have time to meet up. I was also in a relationship of my own which kept me plenty occupied. But we do still talk and are on good terms with each other. I don’t know if Hina and I will ever have anymore “lessons”, but I will always remember our sessions together.