My Human Toilet Teacher (3)
Ah... I'm so fucked...
A mechanical chime cut through a room that had been filled with nothing but the wet, filthy sounds of sex. Anyone with working ears would have known that noise did not belong in a situation like this. I killed my phone in a panic. Plans, schemes — none of it mattered now. I was about to get myself killed.
"The hell was that?"
Sure enough, Seongdae — who'd been mauling her breasts — stopped and lifted his head.
"Haa... what's wrong?"
Mi-kyeong was still panting, her breath coming hot and ragged, too lost in her own arousal to have heard a thing. Soft, pleasure-drunk gasps kept spilling from her lips.
"I heard something just now...."
Seongdae started scanning the room. I clapped a hand over my mouth, terrified even my breathing might leak through the crack in the door, and watched every move he made.
"You heard a sound?"
"Yeah. It sounded like a camera turning on..."
Seongdae finally stood and looked around. The outline of his already-hard cock stood out clearly against the front of his pants.
"A camera? Come on. There's no way something like that would be in here."
"No. I definitely heard it. It was the sound of a video starting."
Sharp bastard...
Seongdae had a nose like a bloodhound. He started rummaging through the room the way a drug-sniffing dog works an airport terminal, poking into every corner, hunting for the source.
"What are you doing...?"
"I have to check. I definitely heard it."
He eventually made it all the way to the closet I was hiding in. If he opened that door, what then? My mind went blank. Where would I even start? My thing with Mi-kyeong? With Suyeon? Or should I just go ahead and tell him about the woman I loved — his own mother?
Click...
Ah, fuck... what do I do.
I squeezed my eyes shut and offered up a last prayer. So this was it. Getting caught. I'd be lucky if I just got the shit beaten out of me — never mind trying to explain.
"W-wait!"
Mi-kyeong's voice cut in just before the door opened. She sounded desperate, trying to stop Seongdae from pulling it wide.
"What?"
"It was actually me..."
"What? What are you talking about?"
"I'm the one who pressed the camera button."
"What!?"
What the hell is she saying now.
Mi-kyeong, flustered, launched into a story that made no sense at all. Her full breasts still bared, she waved her own phone in one hand.
"You were recording a video? Why?"
Seongdae looked at her, puzzled. Even with all the paid sex gigs he'd done, this was probably a first.
"Ah... I was just curious..."
"You were going to record a video because you were curious?"
His voice was getting louder. Thankfully, he walked right past the closet I was hiding in and climbed back onto the bed with Mi-kyeong.
"Yeah... I was going to watch it when I was alone."
Her improvisation was completely absurd. But she'd diverted his attention, so it was half a success.
"When you were alone, huh... You wanted to fuck that badly?"
"Yeah. Sorry. If it bothered you, I won't do it. Come on, let's go again, okay?"
"No. It didn't bother me at all. It's actually even sexier."
At some point Seongdae had started mixing polite speech with something rougher, slipping in and out of formality. Mi-kyeong didn't even seem to notice he'd changed how he talked to her.
"What?"
"Then I'll film you."
With that, he snatched up his own phone, unlocked it, opened the camera, and switched it to video mode.
"W-what are you doing?"
A panicked Mi-kyeong reached for the phone, trying to snatch it from his hand, but she couldn't get it.
Ding.
His finger hit the record button. Mi-kyeong's naked body began filling the screen. Beneath her refined, demure face, the camera captured the smooth line of her neck and her full, heavy breasts. The flush spreading across her pale skin only made her look more obscene.
"S-stop it! Give that here."
She tried to wrestle the phone from his hand, but it was no use. If anything, Seongdae started filming her from every angle — above, below, from the side — making sure he got her face.
"I said stop it already!"
Unable to take it anymore, Mi-kyeong snapped at him. Tension and urgency strained her voice.
"Fuck... you filmed first, didn't you?"
"What?"
A thick curse rolled out of Seongdae's deep voice and filled the room. His brow was furrowed — he looked genuinely pissed.
Ah... no...
A groan escaped me the moment I saw his face. I knew that look. That was the face he made when he was thoroughly pissed off. Mi-kyeong had no idea how terrifying this guy had been at school.
Mi-kyeong. Run!
I wanted to scream it. Once Seongdae got that look, there was no telling what he'd do.
"Fuck..."
He started yanking down the bottoms she was still wearing. Camera in one hand, he stripped her with zero hesitation.
"Let... let go! Stop!"
Mi-kyeong thrashed against his hands, but he overpowered her in seconds. Every time she twisted, her full breasts swayed with her.
"Hold still!"
Seongdae pinned her down even harder. The pants trapped beneath him peeled away, gradually exposing her thick, meaty thighs.
"Hngh... stop!"
"Why don't you like it? You filmed first."
"I-I'm sorry... I won't do it again."
"Too late."
"Nnngh....!"
He was already in a foul mood, and he had no intention of listening to her. He yanked her bottoms down hard, and her thick thighs and smooth legs came fully into view.
And her panties....
Those panties would still be holding the load I'd just pumped deep into her ass. My cum, dripping down the pink folds of her pussy, would have pooled in the crotch and soaked her sex in a thick, sticky mess.
"St...op.... hngh.... please stop."
Every bit of her was being captured on Seongdae's phone. Her swaying breasts and the hand crushing them, her lower body stripped down to a single pair of panties with those thick thighs on full display — his camera was cataloging every inch of her.
"Fuck, look how wet this is."
Even his raw cursing was being recorded. This was the first time anyone had ever forced themselves on Mi-kyeong, and she was getting pretty worked up by it.
Haa... I'm getting hard too.
I could feel the blood rushing back into the cock that had just finished dumping a load inside her ass. Watching someone fuck right in front of you was a completely different kind of rush from watching porn. I slowly slid my hand into my pants and wrapped my fist around my already rock-hard cock.
Haa... this is so fucking hot...
Watching Mi-kyeong moan under Seongdae's rough handling, I started stroking myself.
"Your panties are soaked... Do you always get this wet?"
He asked as he stroked the already-soaked crotch of her panties. His fingers were probably coated in the juices she'd been leaking. He lowered the camera toward her lower body and started filming her pussy.
"Hngh... get that away... please stop...!"
Mi-kyeong twisted her thick thighs together, resisting hard. But Seongdae's muscle-packed hands had a lock on her body and weren't letting go.
"Just hold still..."
He clenched his teeth and filmed the center of her panties. Even at a glance, they were glistening — slick with the juices pouring out of her. Part of me wanted to climb onto that bed and join in with Mi-kyeong myself.
"Haa...."
As her moans grew rougher, Seongdae grabbed the panties stretched over her full ass.
Shhhhk....
He peeled them down, and Mi-kyeong, looking embarrassed, covered her pussy with one hand. But her lower body was far too thick and lush for one hand to hide. Stray pubic hairs stuck out, and inside them, my cum had already gone white and crusted over — all of it clearly visible.
"Fuck... you didn't even wipe?"
The second he got a look at her pussy, he started cursing. He seemed to think the white, dried fluid around her pubic hair was just her own juices.
"Haa... this is so embarrassing..."
Seongdae grabbed her closed legs and forced them wide open.
"Nnngh....!"
A hot moan tore out of her. I could see the pink inner flesh of her pussy. I could still feel the texture of her clit, peeking out between those white thighs, on my tongue. I pumped my fist faster around my cock.
Shlick... shlick...
With her pussy laid completely bare, I could feel a thick, heavy fluid welling up in my own cock.
"Nnngh....!"
Seongdae shoved aside the hand covering her sex. Then he slowly brought the camera right up to her pussy. The lens captured every bit of it — this refined, proper woman moaning, drowning in pleasure.