Chapter 21: Her Foot
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 21: Her Foot
When Yohan called her a whore, Evangeline was thrilled. It wasn't because she was some kind of pervert who got excited by insults.
A whore was someone who sold their sexual appeal for money. In other words, being called a whore meant he found her arousing.
From this, Evangeline realized her disciple was sexually attracted to her. For someone like her, who had no confidence in her looks, it was a startling revelation.
“Well now, what part of me is so arousing, and how much?”
Evangeline spoke, lifting her disciple’s chin with the top of her foot. His gaze bored into the gap between her thighs, revealed as she lifted her leg.
Proof that he felt sexually excited by her, which in turn made her sexually excited… Feeling herself grow moist, Evangeline slowly pressed him.
“W-Well, Teacher, you’re…”
“I am?”
“Y-Your breasts are huge…”
“Just my breasts?”
“…Your ass, and your thighs too—every part of you that’s supposed to be hot is huge. It’s impossible not to notice.”
As he spoke, Yohan kept sneaking glances at the parts he’d just mentioned. He stole a look at her half-exposed cleavage, scanned the curve of her hips jutting out to the side, and peeked at the thick thighs that hid her plump mound.
Watching him, unable to easily tear his eyes away, Evangeline was satisfied. The usual her would have been more than content with this and moved on.
‘I can live off this for a whole month…’
As she was thinking that, she noticed the bulge in Yohan’s trousers, hidden beneath her foot, twitching. This had happened before, so she tilted her head and pressed down firmly on the twitching fabric with the sole of her foot.
Yohan, who was on his knees, flinched in surprise and looked up at her. She didn't know what it was, but she realized that touching him there elicited a strong reaction. Evangeline looked down at Yohan as she rubbed her foot back and forth.
Slide—slide—.
“What’s this?”
“Ngh—ah, no… wait, Teacher…”
“Hm? What’s wrong, Yohan? Are you hurt somewhere?”
Watching Evangeline look at him with a look and tone of pure innocence, as if she truly knew nothing, Yohan felt a sense of depravity, as if he were corrupting her.
His life was already a series of daily provocations. Now, with her directly fondling him with her foot, even through his clothes, and the depravity of the situation overwhelming him, there was no way he could hold back.
“—Ugh!”
Spurt, spuuurt…
In the end, Yohan came in his pants. His underwear and trousers began to stain with the semen he’d released.
Evangeline, who had been rubbing Yohan’s crotch with her foot, felt a sudden dampness beneath her sole and pulled her foot away.
“Oh… did you, by any chance… pee?”
Summoning all the knowledge she possessed, Evangeline realized the place she had been rubbing was where urine came from, and so she asked.
To make a man come with her foot and then ask if he’d peed—Yohan, feeling a sense of absurdity, stood up and yanked down his pants.
“Wh-Wha—?”
“I did. Not pee, though. It’s semen.”
Evangeline stared at Yohan’s cock, frothy with semen, her mouth agape. This is a man’s cock…? It was big, red, hard, and it had a smell…
Faced with this thing that matched none of her imaginings of the male anatomy, she froze solid. Yohan thrusted his cock toward his frozen teacher.
“This happened because of you, Teacher. So you’ll take care of it, right?”
“B-Because of me?”
“Yes.”
“N-No—why would it be because of me…? I didn’t do anything…”
“Because you’re so damn hot.”
Yohan’s cock gave a twitch as he gestured toward Evangeline’s lewd figure. Her cleavage was on full display, and she made no effort to hide her thighs or her panties—was there a single part of her that wasn't arousing?
It was a miracle he hadn’t jumped her already. An erection was only natural.
“Besides, you were the one who kept touching it, weren’t you?”
“I-I was?”
“Yes. With your foot, just like this.”
“Th-That was what was inside my clothes…?”
“Yes. This was.”
Gulp. Evangeline swallowed hard, realizing she had been touching Yohan’s penis all this time without knowing it. Indeed, thinking back on it now, she had fondled his member through his clothes several times.
When they first met, when he was giving her a massage, when she saw him after waking up. Again and again…
“…What should I do?”
“You just have to make my erection go down.”
“Right—that… how, how do I do that?”
“What do you do when something gets dirty?”
“You have to… wipe it clean… yes…”
Indeed, Yohan’s cock was soiled with the semen he’d released. It had to be cleaned. Evangeline slowly reached her hand toward Yohan’s member.
Since it was sticky all the way to the base of the shaft, she grasped it with both hands where it met his pubic bone. The soft hairs tickled her hands.
Remembering the feeling of the tickling hairs and the sticky semen on her palms, she slowly slid her hands up his cock.
As she slid her palm up the length of his cock from the base, the semen on the shaft was wiped clean away. Evangeline pointed to the pool of semen gathered in her palm and asked.
“What, what do I do with this!?”
“Throw it away.”
“Oh, you throw it away… What a waste…”
She briefly brought her hand to her nose and sniffed the semen, then, after a quick glance at Yohan, she brought the pool of semen in her hand to her mouth and swallowed it.
Yohan, who hadn't expected her to just swallow it, looked down at her in shock. Gulp, gulp. After downing the considerable amount of semen in an instant, she let out a light breath.
“Phwah… The taste… isn’t as bad as I thought…”
“…Is that so?”
“Yeah. You want to try some?”
“…No. I’m fine.”
Yohan figured there probably wasn't a man alive who would eat his own semen, even if it tasted not just good but delicious, so he graciously let Evangeline have it.
Her words about the taste not being bad weren't just empty praise, it seemed. She licked her palm, cleaning up the remaining semen.
At the sight of her eating the semen off his cock, Yohan’s own cock gave a hard throb.
“Eek!? Why is it doing that?”
“It’s because you’re turning me on, Teacher.”
“…Aha, so it shakes when you’re turned on?”
Watching Evangeline gradually learn about sex, Yohan felt a desire to paint her in his own colors. He wanted this woman to know only him, to believe the knowledge he taught her as gospel, and to think her experiences with him were the only ones that mattered.
The thought alone was thrilling, and his cock gave another hard throb even though he’d done nothing.
“…I’m not doing anything right now, so what is it that’s turning you on so much?”
“Everything about you, Teacher.”
“Hnngh. So men just like it when these lumps of fat are big? Is that why you saved that Holy Knight, too?”
“…No, it’s because it’s you, Teacher. Even if you and Elesis switched bodies, I wouldn’t get turned on.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Hearing Yohan’s words, Evangeline’s face bloomed into a wide, bashful smile. Of course, it was a lie, but this wasn't the time or place to argue facts…
Yohan watched her smile, then held out his still semen-stained cock and made a suggestion.
“Teacher.”
“Hm? Yes?”
“You said the semen was edible.”
“Yeah. It was fine.”
“In that case… would you like some more?”
Although she had wiped it once with her hand, it was still caked with semen. Realizing what Yohan meant, Evangeline gave him a mysterious smile.
“You’re lewd. Yohan, you’re so lewd.”
“All men are like this.”
“…He wasn’t like that with me.”
“Then I’m your first. I’m happy.”
“…Yohan, have you done this a lot?”
“This is my first time, too. We’re each other’s first, then.”
At the fact that Yohan had never done this before either, Evangeline beamed with joy. The question of how he knew how to do these things if it was his first time remained, but… she figured it was because he was from another world and let it go.
Unable to contain her joy at being her disciple’s first woman, the teacher pounced on Yohan. She hugged him, and they tumbled onto the bed. Startled by his teacher’s body suddenly pressing down on him, Yohan stiffened, waiting for her to calm down.
Before long, Evangeline’s excitement subsided, and she slowly moved down toward Yohan’s legs, prodding his cock.
“Hnngh. Alright then. So that this teacher can savor your semen! And Yohan, so that you can keep your cock hard!”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Here I come, then.”
Evangeline stuck out her tongue and began to lick his member. From the patch of hair to the tip of the glans, her soft tongue began to lap up the semen on Yohan’s cock.
It was his first time receiving such an act from a woman. The pleasure that shot up his spine made Yohan curl his toes as he held back his climax.
Lick—lick—.
Each time her tongue traveled from his ballsack up to the head, his cock would swing back and forth like a pendulum. At first, Evangeline had been delighted that he was turned on by her, but she soon got annoyed with his constantly twitching cock and grabbed it firmly.
“Stay still. It’s distracting.”
“Y-Yes…”
Slurp—slurp—.
Holding his cock still, Evangeline licked it clean until not a trace of semen remained. With stray hairs stuck around her mouth, she looked down at the member now slick with her saliva.
Even though she’d eaten all the semen, his cock showed no signs of softening. It was proof that he was still turned on by her, and Evangeline felt a shiver of mental satisfaction.
“…Yohan.”
“Yes, Teacher.”
“This… how do I make it go down? I want to see.”
“Well… I have to come…”
“Come? How do you do that?”
At her words, Yohan explained how to stimulate a penis. From grabbing it and pumping it up and down with a hand, to licking it with a tongue like she just did, to taking it in one’s mouth and sucking.
Perhaps deciding to start with the easiest method, Evangeline began to pump the cock she held in her hand. Every time her soft fingers brushed against the head, a pleasure so intense it felt like his back would snap shot through him.
“Ngh— T-Teacher…! I-I’m gonna come…!”
“Huh? Y-You’re going to come? Wh-What do I do!?”
“The, the tip! Block the tip with something…!”
Hearing Yohan say he was about to come already, Evangeline scrambled in alarm to grab a container. It was a transparent beaker used for potion research.
She turned the beaker upside down, placed the opening over the tip of his cock, and began to pump it up and down just as before. The hard glass of the beaker provided even greater stimulation, and Yohan quickly reached his second climax.
Spurt—! Spuuuurt!
Evangeline, holding the beaker to his tip, gasped and covered her mouth as she watched the semen gush powerfully from his cock.
So this is how you collect semen… Evangeline had procured animal semen before, but she had never witnessed a human ejaculation. She wanted to see more of this shocking spectacle.
“C-Can you… do it again?”
“…Excuse me?”
“Just one more time, I just need to see it one more time…”
“Wait, Teacher? What are you…”
“It’s fine! I know how to squeeze out the semen now!”
Evangeline said, fetching a new beaker—a large one that looked like it would take three times the amount Yohan had already produced to fill.
Beaker in hand, Evangeline looked down at Yohan with a sinister laugh.
“Don’t worry… This teacher will take care of everything.”
“N-No…”
“Yes. It’s okay! Just close your eyes for a little bit, and it’ll all be over…”
In the end, Yohan was milked nine times that day.
He was squeezed dry until his cock could no longer get hard, and he collapsed as if fainting, unable to get up.
I woke up a little late the next morning and rushed out to the living room in a panic. As soon as I entered, my teacher, who was preparing a meal, looked at me with a smile in her eyes.
“Yohan! You’re awake. Come and eat.”
“…Teacher, this is my job.”
“It’s fine. You worked hard last night. Go and get Margaret.”
The meal was already prepared, so I couldn't really argue. I went to Margaret’s room and woke her up.
After returning to the living room with Margaret and sitting at the table, we began to eat. Being the proper Korean man I was, I didn’t pick up my spoon until my elder did.
Margaret, who didn’t care about such things, took a spoonful of stew. Her eyes widened as she looked at Evangeline.
“What is this? It’s delicious!”
“Is it?”
“Yeah! Ask Evangeline what she put in it!”
“Teacher, Margaret says the food seems to have something special in it today.”
“Ah, I knew it! You could tell right away!”
Perhaps pleased that her efforts were recognized, my teacher clapped her hands and revealed what was in the stew.
“I added the semen Yohan gave me yesterday!”
“…Excuse me?”
“I noticed yesterday that it’s full of magic power and tastes pretty good.”
“…Wait, you put my semen in here?”
“Yeah! Why? Does it taste strange?”
“…No, it’s not that, but.”
I stared down at the stew on my plate.
My semen is in here?
…I had no choice but to skip breakfast this morning.