"You were pathetic," Marin-sensei said as she finally accepted my surrender, ending the martial training session.
I had been rolling around on the ground the entire time, so my hair and body were covered in dirt. Marin-sensei, on the other hand, was barely sweating. She suggested we take a bath to wash it all off. Apparently, this had been a regular habit before my transfer. The original Robby must have been an innocent (or just airheaded) child, so bathing together with his female instructor was considered safe.
While Cass went to fetch a change of clothes, Marin-sensei stripped completely naked right in front of me in the changing room. She didn't seem to see me as a man at all — just a child.
After undressing, she walked straight up to me and began taking off my clothes. Right in front of my eyes were Marin-sensei's modestly sized but beautifully shaped breasts. She looked to be in her early twenties (though it was hard to tell a woman's exact age). When I looked lower, I saw fluffy silver pubic hair the same color as the hair on her head. Seeing something like that made my cock threaten to get hard immediately.
She was kneeling on one knee, so her lower lips were slightly parted… and her armpits weren't fully shaved — I could see a bit of soft underarm hair. It wasn't long, but it was visible. This was my first time seeing a young woman's armpit hair. It was strangely arousing.
Completely unaware of my inner turmoil, Marin-sensei pulled off my top and reached for my pants. Then she grabbed my underwear. My erection got in the way, preventing them from sliding down easily.
At first, she didn't notice. But when she forcefully pulled my underwear down the second time, my already hard cock — something that could now reasonably be called a man's penis — sprang out with a boing right in front of her face. The foreskin was only halfway back.
Marin-sensei froze and stared at it in silence. I stayed quiet too. There was nothing I could do but wait for her reaction. My erect cock, hard enough to nearly touch my stomach, was only about ten centimeters from her mouth.
She stared intently at it. While she watched, the foreskin pulled back completely on its own, fully exposing the head. Since I had been sweating during training, it probably smelled pretty strong…
After a long silence, Marin-sensei looked up at my face. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes looked slightly moist. Was that my imagination?
I secretly hoped she would do something, but instead she stepped back, creating distance, and headed into the bath area. Her backside looked amazing — her firm buttocks bounced with every step.
I followed her with my cock still fully erect, the head bumping against my stomach with each step.
In the washing area, Marin-sensei was preparing to wash herself. It seemed that princes didn't have to wash their own bodies — it was normal to have someone else do it. Apparently, Marin-sensei had been washing me after training sessions even before my transfer. What a lucky guy the original Robby had been!
Just thinking about that made my softening cock twitch back to full hardness again.
I stood in front of the crouching Marin-sensei and presented my erection to her. She glared at it for a moment (I had no idea what she was thinking), then lathered her hands with soap and began washing my cock.
"Hiii—!"
The pleasure was so intense that my hips jerked back instinctively. She gently pulled my escaping cock back toward her and continued washing it with great care, even thoroughly cleaning the smegma from underneath the head.
My hand instinctively reached out and touched her shoulder. The smooth, young woman's skin felt incredible. But she immediately said,
"No. Please don't touch me."
I quickly pulled my hand back. She gave me a small smile, let go of my cock, and started washing my legs instead. Yesterday Cass had used a sponge, but Marin-sensei was using her bare hands. Was this a special treat today, or was it always like this?
"You worked hard during training today, so this is special," she answered my unspoken question.
From my perspective, I had been completely useless during training, but maybe the old Robby had been even worse? If that was the case, maybe I could ask for a reward…
"Sensei, if that's the case… could I have a reward?"
"Hm? What do you want?"
"Just a little… just for a moment, please let me touch your breasts. Please!"
"Huh? My breasts? You want to touch my breasts? Hmm… Well, if you promise to work hard in the next training session too, I'll let you touch them for just a little bit. It's a promise, okay?"
Marin-sensei looked a bit troubled but also slightly mischievous as she agreed. I couldn't believe I was about to touch a woman's breasts! How long had it been? I hadn't had a girlfriend or any sexual experience for a long time.
Marin-sensei stood up and pushed her chest forward. I nervously reached out and cupped her breast with my small ten-year-old hand. Even though her breasts were modest in size, my hand was still too small to fully cover one. Because of the soap, they felt slippery and incredibly soft.
The agreement was just to "touch," but I couldn't resist gently stroking them with my palm. When my fingers brushed her nipples, I gave them light stimulation. The firmness, the elasticity, the way her nipples gradually hardened — it felt heavenly. I couldn't hold back anymore. My cock was throbbing painfully.
"Marin-sensei, please!"
I pleaded desperately while wiggling my hips. Looking back, my face at that moment must have been something else. I had never seen such a bewildered expression on Marin-sensei's face before.
"Stroke it… Please stroke it!!"
"What? What do you want me to stroke?"
She asked as if she had no experience with this. I was too impatient to explain with words. I pushed my hips forward, pressing my cock against her hand.
Perhaps sensing my desperation, Marin-sensei didn't refuse. She wrapped her hand around my cock and squeezed it firmly.
That single squeeze was all it took.
I came instantly.
Young bodies really are incredible…