Chapter 492
Chapter 492
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 492
Chapter Title: Associate Professor's Anatomy Class
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1.
Tonight's instructions from Associate Professor Amelia.
"Caretaker, based on what I taught you, clean my body thoroughly."
Si-woo followed her orders to the letter.
Like a doctor fish, he clung to Amelia's naked form, licking and sucking every inch of her skin—faintly glistening with sweat—while leaving thick, sticky kiss marks behind.
-Chup... Chuup...
"Like this?"
"Haa... Y-yes... You're quite capable, Caretaker..."
She had experienced full-body caresses from his soft lips and tongue before.
But doing it in the library—where silence was mandatory—and standing upright at that? It was quite overwhelming for Amelia.
Si-woo gathered her arms and lifted them overhead, then relentlessly licked and sucked her smooth armpits.
The salty scent of her sweat-soaked flesh.
A temperature slightly higher than the rest of her skin.
He savored every nook and cranny of the recessed curve with his tongue, reveling in all of her.
"Hnnngh...!"
Even as shivers ran through her body from the ticklish sensation on such a sensitive spot, Amelia struggled to maintain her authority as associate professor.
Deep down, she wanted to plead, 'Not even there... Don't lick...' But fulfilling his demands took priority.
"Caretaker... Don't focus so obsessively on one spot... Clean the other areas properly too."
"Just a bit longer."
"Hiiih...!"
Even a witch sweats.
Amelia had a low-sweat constitution, but after today's ordeals, her skin felt sticky and damp.
Watching him lap at her armpit only amplified the ticklish embarrassment.
Overwhelmed by Si-woo's skillful tongue work, Amelia rubbed and twisted her legs restlessly, her eyes glistening with tears.
Her lips twitched in an expression somewhere between laughter and sobs.
"Professor, now I'll clean the other armpit thoroughly."
"W-wait a moment... Caretaker...! Haaah...!"
Amid Amelia's grueling ordeal came a shocking twist that stunned her.
-Drip...
A single trickle of sweet nectar trailed down her quivering thighs.
It was a shock of a different kind.
Amelia despised anything ticklish.
She would even scowl if Sophia playfully poked her side.
-Slurp... Slurrp!
But what started as pure torment midway shifted into a bizarre heat she'd never felt before.
Just having a non-erogenous zone tickled by his tongue, and her body igniting like this?
Maybe she was the real pervert, not Si-woo.
As self-loathing mixed with her rising arousal, leaving her flustered...
Si-woo's mouth finally parted from her body.
By then, Amelia's inner thighs were soaked through—caught between ticklish torment and sexual excitement.
"Haa... N-not bad at all, Caretaker..."
"You're too kind."
"Next time, clean me just as thoroughly as today. And..."
It would have been perfect if it ended there, but second period still loomed.
"Today's lesson is on the female body. Follow me to the lecture hall right now."
The magic class doubling as sex ed, where Si-woo was often used as a teaching aid.
Today's aid was none other than Amelia herself.
2.
As per the script, they teleported from the library to the lecture hall.
With the declining number of witches came fewer apprentices, leaving plenty of empty classrooms at Trinity Academy.
Not that any apprentices attended lectures this late anyway.
Among the many halls, Si-woo and Amelia chose the second instructor's room where she had once taught Odil and Odet.
Si-woo had previously served here as a fully nude teaching aid, enduring public masturbation or handjobs.
But today was different.
"Caretaker, today's lesson will use my body."
"Understood, Professor."
An uncensored, up-close sex ed demo from Associate Professor Amelia herself.
She stood on the podium with the same stern voice and expression she used for lectures.
Her diligent student, Shin Si-woo, stood just 30cm away.
Who knew the roleplay would go this far?
"......"
Embarrassing.
Humiliating. She wanted to run.
But Amelia cast off her cloak entirely.
Her pale naked body—dotted with reddish kiss marks from Si-woo's sucking—shone under the moonlight.
Her only student here was Si-woo.
Being used as a 'teaching aid' was humiliating enough, even ignoring the awkward acting.
And Si-woo had once been forced to debase himself in front of the twins because of her.
Now that the shame was hers, she couldn't flee.
This lesson was solely for Si-woo—to right their twisted past.
She vowed to overcome this trial and face him stronger than ever.
"Caretaker, look here."
With that resolve, she hesitantly spread her legs.
Her drenched thighs and far slicker womanhood were fully exposed, utterly bare.
To live up to expectations, Amelia steeled herself and adapted to the awkward roleplay. Her performance was flowing naturally now.
Perched on the podium, legs spread to display her privates, she gazed down at Si-woo haughtily—as if saying, 'Showing my naked body to a lowly slave is nothing to be ashamed of,' or 'It's just part of the lesson. Feeling shame would be weird.'
"Yes, Professor. I'm looking."
"Before the main lesson, I'll explain the names of the female genitalia parts and their current state."
He was already staring intently enough to bore holes.
Amelia's pussy, which he'd seen up close countless times.
But viewing the obedient slave-mode Amelia pussy versus the prickly professor-mode version was a world apart.
"First, this gently mounded area covering the pubic bone is the mons pubis. Also called the mound of Venus. Mine has pubic hair, but some women don't. In a supine position, it protrudes prominently."
Amelia continued her explanation in an intellectual tone.
It was the return of Associate Professor Amelia—the one who had commanded the twins with her icy voice and charisma from the lectern.
Though the subject matter was a bit unusual.
"This swollen part belongs to the external genitalia: the labia majora. As the name suggests—'major lips'—it's thicker and softer than regular skin. Caretaker, would you like to feel it?"
"Yes, Professor."
Si-woo, seated at the desk mere inches away for the live demo.
He reached out and pressed Amelia's pudding-like labia majora, squishing it softly.
A pleasant bounce pushed back against his fingers amid the plushness.
"What do you think?"
"It's soft."
Before Si-woo could ask more, Amelia elaborated.
She pointed to each part of her body with her fingers, explaining calmly in a low tone.
"Enclosed within the labia majora are the labia minora. Contrary to myths, their shape and color don't change much from male experience—it's mostly congenital. In my case, they're small and barely protrude, with a color close to vermilion."
"Professor Amelia, this part is beautiful too. Like flower petals."
"No chit-chat. Focus on the lesson."
As Si-woo playfully stroked the 'petals,' Amelia's voice trembled sharply as she glared at him.
"Where the labia minora meet is the urethral opening. Like the anus, it's a vestigial organ witches no longer need."
Amelia's slender finger parted her labia slightly, revealing a tiny hole too small for even a cotton swab.
"......"
Amelia swallowed hard for a moment.
No matter the roleplay, this was deviant behavior.
Explaining her most intimate parts so explicitly before his eyes was mortifying—and thus, redemptive for her.
It allowed her to atone, however perversely, for the sins she thought irredeemable.
"Above the urethral opening, where the labia minora converge at the top, is the clitoris—or clitoris, the erogenous zone."
"This one's nicely shaped too."
"...No side talk, Caretaker."
Her arousal had made the usually petite bud swell slightly, half-unsheathed and twitching faintly.
Already well-lubricated with her juices, Amelia still sucked her two fingers to wet them further, then gently rubbed her clit.
"Like this—rubbing softly, as if coaxing a child—produces pleasure. Not as dramatically as a male erection, but it enlarges significantly. Right now, it's fully erect from our prior sex and caresses. But for the lesson, I'll demonstrate manually."
Her fingertips stroked rhythmically, polishing the BB pellet-sized clit to a shine.
Already soaked from repeated insertions and fondling, Amelia's relentless clit-rubbing coaxed a fresh trickle of clear nectar.
An obscenely lewd fluid, like drool.
"An aroused woman's body... secretes love juices like this. This means it's ready for penetration. As you can see, more than enough."
Amelia paused her masturbation and spread her vaginal entrance wide.
Even parted, the impossibly small hole and writhing inner walls were utterly lascivious.
"Looks sufficient."
"To recap: today's lesson is dissecting my weaknesses—so sensitive that a mere touch makes me climax. Insert your penis directly inside and find them."
Si-woo could barely restrain his urge to thrust in.
Now, before her, he would penetrate properly once more.
"Ah...!"
Despite her protests, Amelia's body was fully prepared to accept him.
She bit her wrist to stifle a low moan, then reverted to her near-expressionless professor mode, staring intently at Si-woo.
Before thrusting deep, Si-woo angled his penis upward to stimulate the roof of her vagina.
Her G-spot, needless to say.
"Ahh...! First... Caretaker, keep stimulating... right there."
Associate Professor Amelia's sex education—or rather, sex training—had only just begun.