Tormenting Senior A-rang's Pussy During Lecture

Naturally, I had no intention of just jamming my fingers straight into her pussy.

No matter how much of a pervert I was — the kind of freak who'd undergone a second awakening of an ability purely out of lust — I wasn't so far gone that I'd shove my fingers into a pussy so dry it looked like a rice paddy baked under the scorching sun, so parched you couldn't sow a single seed of life in it.

Sure, the thoroughly flustered look on my senior's face made my mouth water, but even so, there were lines you had to respect.

So rather than following my raw desire and going straight for Cheon A-rang's bare pussy, I first reached for the scrap of fabric barely covering her mound and began rubbing it slowly.

"Eugh… What the hell do you think you're doing, you crazy bastard… There are people all around us…!"

Oh, nice and plump. Feel that?

Rub, rub—♡

Even through the fabric, I could clearly feel the well-trained female warrior's thick, meaty pussy mound.

Ohh… Every time I press down lightly with my fingers, it's like tossing a pebble into a still lake — little ripples of sensation rolling out…

If she ever claimed she'd bulked up only her chest and this spot just to clamp down on a cock properly, and then sued over it, she'd lose on the grounds of stating a verifiable fact. Right now it was quiet, but the moment a cock went in, that vicious muscle-pussy would bite down on the base of the shaft like it had never been gentle at all, wringing out every drop of cum — and even now it was vibrating its soft flesh around my fingers, growling as if to say don't push your luck with the teasing.

"Eugh, you son of a—…?!"

A-rang had been gripping the panty strap hooked around her hip, clearly expecting me to go straight for her bare pussy. She hadn't counted on me being content to rub her through the fabric. Watching her panties swirl around my fingers like spaghetti noodles, she bit down hard on her lip.

Given the place and the situation, it seems like Delicate Touch Lv1 is kicking in faster than I expected.

The pussy and the clitoris — hell, the entire pussy was one big erogenous zone — so roughly groping anywhere in the vicinity still counted as a valid target for Delicate Touch Lv1. On top of that, A-rang had every sense sharpened to a razor's edge, terrified that someone among the dozens of hunters and hunter trainees packed into this lecture hall would catch her getting felt up. That hyper-awareness only amplified the skill's effect further.

"Hngh… You… bastard… Like I said before, I don't know who you are, but if I get my hands on you, hngh…♡"

Oh…?

After about ten minutes of relentless rubbing, a dark stain finally began to bloom across the panties covering A-rang's pussy. I'd been feeling a strange dampness at my fingertips, and now the results were showing.

"Hngh… W-wait a second…!"

I was marveling at how freely A-rang's pussy produced juice — even if tears were another matter — when she seized on my momentary lapse. Her whole body jerked, and she suddenly pulled out her phone.

Why's she opening KakaoTalk all of a sudden… Wait. That's—

Tap-tap-tap—

I could only stare in alarm as her fingers flew across the screen. At the very top of the chat room she'd opened was my name.

"Hoo, h-this bastard's stopped moving his hand for a second, so hngh?!"

Squelch—♡

The panty strap around her hip had gone completely unguarded while she tried to message me. I slipped my hand straight into her panties and drove my fingers into her slick, dripping bare pussy.

The message she'd been typing immediately dissolved into gibberish under my assault.

She clearly had no time to fix the typos. Biting her lip against the ongoing fingering, she hit send as-is, stifling small moans.

But my phone was on vibrate. And right now my real body was still sitting at my desk, put on autopilot to stare at the blackboard and pretend to take notes. A-rang, staring desperately in my direction and assuming I simply hadn't felt the buzz, started spamming messages one after another.

"Shit, just look already…!!"

Squelch-squelch-squelch—♡

As her fingers hammered the keypad like she was playing a rhythm game, I matched her tempo and kicked my fingering into a full sprint toward a pussy climax clear. Realizing I was keeping time with her, A-rang bit her lip so hard I half-expected blood — and at the same time her muscle-pussy coiled even hotter around my fingers. Not about to lose, I toyed with her all the harder.

But this is a problem. She's spamming me this hard — I can't just keep ignoring it. On the other hand, stopping the training mid-session doesn't sit right either… Hmm… Wait?

As much as I hated to admit it, maybe it was time to pull out?

I was smacking my lips in regret when the messages appeared.

You could've told me this a little sooner.

Why did it always wait until I'd already figured it out the hard way?

Following the message's instructions, I thought, Back to my body.

That familiar sensation of my mind being sucked away hit me, and the A-rang who'd been right in front of me vanished. In her place, the blackboard and the professor passionately lecturing in front of it filled my vision.

"Eugh…?!"

My field of view flipped in an instant. For a second I sat there dazed, like a passenger in a car that had slammed on the brakes mid-joyride — then, confirming my mind was back in my real body, the first thing I did was pull out my phone, which was vibrating so hard it felt like I'd stuffed a giant hornet in my pocket.

How many messages did she even send…?!

The screen was completely plastered with nothing but "Hey." I already knew she'd been frantically texting me while getting fingered, but nearly a hundred messages in that short a time?

The moment she saw me check my phone, another message flew in demanding I look at her. I whipped my head toward A-rang.

"…! …?! …♡"

Ahh, so that's what it looks like from the outside…

My semi-transparent Avatar — fully invisible to A-rang's eyes, since I'd set it to transparent mode — was diligently continuing the work I'd left off, fingering away inside her panties.

Then… couldn't I just leave the Avatar running the workshop on its own?

Like right now — have it keep caressing A-rang's pussy, and once she was nice and ripe, swoop in and devour her myself.

Ah. So freeloading isn't allowed.

I was smacking my lips in disappointment when my phone buzzed again with another message from A-rang.

"…"

The complete lack of typos told me that the moment my mind left the Avatar, she'd gotten some breathing room.

I replied immediately.

"Hngh…♡"

Squelch♡ Squelch♡ Squelch♡

I transferred back into the Avatar mid-reply and, as a reminder not to let her guard down, went back to furiously fingering her with skill-enhanced fingers — then casually snapped the black panty strap hanging off her hip.

A-rang stared at her suddenly bare hip in brief shock, then her face twisted into a snarl.

"Th-that's enough…! Enough, you bastard…!!"

Even so, she kept texting me — making damn sure I could see exactly what was being done to her. I grinned, lips curling, and swept my fingers across what I estimated was her G-spot. Then I reached over to her phone, mashed the letter "k" over and over, and hit send.

Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-!!

"Wh-what the hell are you doing…?! You crazy…?!"

I snapped back to my real body, sent her a single question mark, then returned to the Avatar. Only then did A-rang realize what I'd done, glaring daggers at me.

Tap-tap-tap-tap—

But I wasn't done. I snatched her phone outright and typed a message right in front of her face.

"What the fuck is this bastard saying… Eugh♡ More importantly, who the hell just grabs someone else's phone. Give it back right now, give it ba— hah…?!"

Squelch♡ Squelch♡ Squelch♡

With increasingly practiced hands, I stroked along the savage folds of her pussy that were trying to bite down on my fingers — scratching under a puppy's chin, almost — and A-rang, who'd been reaching for the phone in my hand, frantically clamped that same hand over her own mouth instead.

Did she just cum?

I definitely felt her pussy clamp down harder. Seizing the opening, I hopped back to my real body just long enough to send a casual "what's going on?" text, then returned to the Avatar and kept typing on her phone for her to see.

"You crazy— Stop it?! What are you doing, what the hell are you— hngh♡ doing…!!"

Chaos messages sent to myself. A-rang, of course, had no idea — she just ground her teeth at the texts landing on my phone and the hooked replies I kept firing back, desperately trying to snatch her phone away. I typed her another one.

"What the hell are you talking about. Punishment?"

"Is this guy actually insane — wh-who the hell was getting off on being watched by their junior…!!"

"You son of a bitch…!!"

God, this was fun. A-rang was always the one teasing me, so the satisfaction hit different — and the way she trembled, unable to even fire back a reply because her own pussy was chewing on my fingers like the facts I'd just laid out were true, was absolutely delicious.

"And I never came. I never even felt anything from a bastard like you's hands in the first place."

"Sh-shut… I never did that, I never soaked my pussy or anyth— y-you bastard…♡ Just give me my phone back. Right n— hngh♡"

I pumped my fingers hard through her pussy, then used my hand — dripping with her juices — to tap out the next message.

"You crazy…?!"

The color drained from A-rang's well-tanned, copper-bronze face. Even if she planned to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠explain the circumstances later, she could already see exactly how I'd hold this over her head and tease her with it forever.

"D-delete that right now. What are you doing. Delete it right now…?!"

Instead of deleting it, I kept caressing her pussy and waved the phone right in front of her face — a clear message that I wasn't giving it back until she said the words.

"You send that and I will actually kill you. I'll kill you when I find you either way, but then I'll beat you to death for real, so give it back right now. W-wait… F-fine, I'll say it…!"

She'd been about to mouth off, so I casually appended "I really will hit send?" to the end of the draft. That finally made her bite her lip and back down a step.

Without me saying a single word, A-rang had no trouble reading my intent. She shot a quick glance in my real body's direction, then whispered to me in a voice so small an ant could've crawled over it.

"I-I'm wet… Your hands fingered me and I soaked my pussy. I don't want to admit it, but while you fingered me I soaked my pussy and even c-came. So… huh? Wh-what, you're actually just handing it over?"

Well, I got the words I wanted out of Senior A-rang, didn't I?

I swallowed the reply that nearly slipped out of my mouth, picked up the string panties I'd snapped earlier, and let them drop right in front of her eyes.

Like a curtain falling on a stage — that's all for today, I'll be taking my leave~ — A-rang's string panties fluttered from my hand and drifted toward the floor.

I silently laughed at A-rang as she frantically snatched them up and glared my way.

Oh, nice.

The moment I declared training over, the level-up messages rolled in. I checked my stats right away, then looked at the Training Points I'd just earned.

Thirty-six? This morning they gave me a hundred and ten. Well… compared to actual sex, this was just some handplay, so asking for the same level of points would be pretty shameless.

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It was a little disappointing — only about a third of what I'd gotten last time — but free points were free points.

I was happily mulling over where to spend them when—

Bzzzzzz—

"Huh?"

"Ah, fuck?! I sent it by mistake…?!"

The sudden KakaoTalk message, paired with A-rang's shouted curse. Anyone could tell she was completely panicked — every head in the lecture hall snapped toward her. She snarled at the innocent students like what the hell are you staring at, then ducked her head and frantically hammered out messages.

Watching A-rang, ears flushed bright red, desperately try to explain herself was a flavor all its own.