My Accidental Harem-Chapter 176

I’m almost done. Claire replied. Soon, she came out of the kitchen with a glass of milk for Ivan. She sat on the sofa, engrossed in the TV show, laughing heartily at the funny parts, which caused her chest to heave.

Ivan drank his milk, his eyes stealing glances at Claire’s breasts. Noticing his actions, Claire shyly turned away, but her movement only spurred Ivan on. Overcome with lust, he pounced on her and grabbed her ample breasts through her T-shirt.

"Ivan, what are you doing? Let me go, your parents will be back soon," Claire pleaded softly, frightened and unsure of what to do.

Her weak protests didn’t work. Ivan, experiencing such close contact with a woman for the first time, was exhilarated. He continued to rub and kiss Claire, eventually stripping off her T-shirt and bra, revealing her large, white breasts.

Ivan’s breathing became heavy as he grasped her breasts, the sensation making him feel ecstatic. His erection throbbed, nearly making him climax in his pants. He then bent down to suck on Claire’s pink nipples, savoring every moment.

Claire’s mind went blank when Ivan pounced on her. She felt it was wrong but couldn’t muster the strength to resist. When Ivan started sucking her nipples, her body went weak, and she could only gasp and beg, "Ivan, stop, please. If your parents find out, we’re done for." Ivan Simmons was caught up in the moment, completely focused on Claire Howard’s breasts. He’d always been curious about them, and today, he finally got his chance. Claire seeing this, let him have his way, thinking he was just a curious kid who’d stop once he was satisfied. She wasn’t a virgin and didn’t see her body as particularly precious.

Ivan lifted his head from Claire’s ample chest, panting with excitement. He was thrilled by how fun a woman’s breasts could be. After a while, his attention shifted to Claire’s groin. He pulled down her shorts, revealing her panty-clad vulva. Then he removed his own pants, his erection ready. He wanted to mimic what he’d seen in porn, so he tried to thrust directly into her.

Claire was terrified. She thought Ivan would be satisfied with just her breasts, but now he wanted more. She quickly covered her thighs with her hands and said, "Ivan, you can’t do this. You can touch my breasts all you want, but not down there."

Ivan wouldn’t listen. He pried Claire’s legs apart and tried to thrust his cock in, but Claire struggled, her large booty wriggling, making it hard for him to find the right spot. Growing frustrated. Ivan shouted. Claire, just let me do it this time, or I’ll tell my mom to fire you tomorrow. You know she listens to everything I say."

Claire was stunned. She knew Ivan was serious. She had worked hard to get this job and couldn’t afford to lose it. Reluctantly, she stopped resisting, allowing Ivan to position himself at the entrance of her vulva. The moment his tip touched her. a wave of pleasure surged through his body, making his scalp tingle. He was finally about to experience sex.

"If you’re going to do it. hurry up before your parents come back," Claire urged, becoming surprisingly proactive. She wanted Ivan to finish quickly. Ivan thrust his hips, pushing into her warm, moist vagina, The sensation of her soft flesh enveloping him was mind-blowing, far superior to masturbation.

Unable to contain himself, Ivan began thrusting in and out of Claire. Initially reluctant. Claire soon started to feel pleasure, her body responding naturally. Her legs instinctively wrapped around Ivan to help him thrust. She accepted her fate of being violated by him.

Since it was his first time, Ivan found the experience incredibly stimulating. Each thrust sent electric shocks through his body. After a few dozen thrusts, he felt his tip swell, signaling an imminent climax. He pressed hard against Claire, thrusting a few more times. before releasing into her, completing his first sexual experience.

After that, Ivan frequently hooked up with Claire whenever his parents weren’t home. He even convinced his mom to give Claire a raise. Claire, happy with her job, took care of Ivan’s daily needs and satisfied his sexual desires, creating a mutually beneficial arrangement.

However, after a while, Ivan grew tired of Claire. She was plain and average-looking. He turned his attention to school, seducing several promiscuous girls and gaining more sexual experience. In high school, he set his sights on making Zoey Jackson his girlfriend.

He had two reasons. First, Zoey’s dad, Principal Zach Jackson, was the principal. If he could get with Zoey, he’d have more influence at school. Second, Zoey was beautiful, tall, and well-developed, which could satisfy his vanity. But Zoey was a tough nut to crack, and Ivan hadn’t made much progress yet.

Kevin was surprised that Zoey stood up for him. He didn’t want a girl fighting his battles, especially since Mike Adams was pursuing Zoey. He didn’t want to get entangled with her. Burying his hatred for Ivan. Kevin smiled at Zoey and said, "Yeah, we’re just joking."

He then patted Ivan’s shoulder twice as a show of camaraderie and walked to his seat.

Ivan winced from the pain but couldn’t retaliate. He silently vowed to get back at Kevin one day. He glanced at Zoey and wondered why she was defending Kevin. Did she like him?

Ivan’s guess was spot on. Zoey did have a crush on Kevin. Kevin was smart and naturally attracted girls. After Kevin saved Zoey and carried her home that night, her admiration for him deepened. She saw him as a just and protective figure who made her heart flutter.

Young girls often idolize strong, righteous heroes. Zoey quickly fell into a one-sided love and couldn’t bring herself to confess her feelings to Kevin.

Seeing Ivan’s bullying today, she couldn’t hold back and stood up for Kevin. She didn’t expect Kevin to dismiss her help, which made her blush with embarrassment. Feeling wronged, Zoey sat down, tears welling up. Her deskmate comforted her and quietly cursed Kevin for being ungrateful. She had never seen Zoey care so much about a boy. Zoey had always been the apple of her parents’ eyes and adored by her family. At school, her excellent grades earned her special attention from teachers. She often received love letters from boys but always threw them away without reading them, finding them immature. She didn’t want romance to affect her studies. Until high school, she had never formed a bond with any boy beyond friendship. Kevin was the first to capture her heart. Daisy Davis was always open-minded and friendly, encouraging her daughter to make friends with boys. She had never seen Zoey get close to any boy, so she was surprised when Kevin brought Zoey home one day and became curious about him.

Since then, Daisy often asked Zoey about her relationship with Kevin, which really bothered Zoey. She had hoped that the incident that night would change Kevin’s attitude towards her, but he remained the same and even distanced himself more. Zoey didn’t understand why and was too proud to ask Kevin directly, leaving her feeling sad and alone.

Kevin returned to his seat and noticed his deskmate looking at him. like he was an idiot. He touched his face and asked, "What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"You really are something. First, you go against the class monitor and then Zoey: I don’t even know what to say about you," the boy said with a sigh. In Class 57, there were two people no one dared to mess with: Ivan Simmons and Zoey Jackson. Yet Kevin had just offended both of them in one go. If it were him, he would have found a river to jump into by now.

Kevin smiled awkwardly. He didn’t want to stand out he just wanted to quietly finish high school and get into a decent college to make his mom, Rachel Harris, proud. But trouble seemed to find him anyway.

Suddenly, the noisy classroom fell silent. Kevin looked up to see Camila entering with a stern face. She stood on the podium, her authoritative presence commanding the entire room. At that moment, she was the absolute authority in the classroom, and no one dared challenge her, not even Ivan Simmons, who instinctively avoided her gaze and lost his earlier arrogance.

Kevin remained calm but somewhat distracted. His relationship with Camila had gone beyond that of student and teacher. Whenever he thought about how he had made her moan with pleasure, his respect for her diminished. He was curious about what Camila and Mia discussed after he left and whether it involved him.

Camila’s gaze swept over each student. As the homeroom teacher, she had to remember each student’s name. family background. personality, and thoughts, intervene when necessary, and communicate with parents if needed. She also had to fulfill her duties as an English teacher and often worked late into the night. which contributed to the growing distance between her and her husband, Kevin Woods.

When her eyes landed on Kevin, Camila’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away. Now that they had a physical relationship. she didn’t know how to manage him. Her usual methods of dealing with students weren’t effective. Even corporal punishment hadn’t restored Kevin’s respect for her; instead, it had only aroused him, forcing her to compromise.

Thinking about how Kevin’s touch had left her unsatisfied earlier. Camila felt a lingering sense of frustration. She had to suppress her desires and maintain her stern teacher persona.

"Last week. I assigned a composition titled ’The Person I Love the Most.’ I reviewed your work, and many of you wrote very well, with most of you writing about your mothers." Camila began, taking a deep breath. "I can see genuine emotion in your writing, and I need to commend those efforts."

She named a few students and then smiled at Zoey Jackson. "Zoey Jackson wrote the best composition this time. It was heartfelt and well-structured, reaching the level of a model composition. Let’s have Zoey read her composition to the class so everyone can learn from.

Amid applause, Zoey blushed, stood up, and started reading her composition. She had written about her mother, but instead of the usual themes of hardship and household duties, she focused on how Daisy encouraged her to learn the violin. Her mother was both gentle and strict. and Zoey eventually understood her mother’s intentions. freewebnσvel.cøm

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