Chapter 30: A Woman Sucking a Cock Is Proper Etiquette...?
Chapter 30: A Woman Sucking a Cock Is Proper Etiquette...?
“Professor Shayla? Ah… her? She’s a good person, but…”
“She’s a bit… isn't she?”
“She’s very particular, after all…”
In high society, the consensus on Shayla was always the same: she was stiff and difficult.
On the surface, she lacked for nothing.
Her family background was respectable, and she was an elite who held a professorship at the Academy—the youngest to ever do so, in fact.
Her appearance was equally flawless.
Though she was stoic and had a cold air about her, her sharp features were considered quite attractive.
To anyone looking, she was by no means lacking as a potential bride.
However, there was a specific reason why Shayla remained unmarried at the age of twenty-nine.
Nobles often held social gatherings and parties to find suitable matches.
As a woman of marriageable age from a prestigious family, Shayla was frequently invited to these balls.
“Greetings, Professor Shayla. I have heard much about you. I am Erd Aril, the heir to the House of Aril.”
“Hmm.”
The House of Aril was a renowned family from the southern regions. Erd was a more than suitable match for Shayla.
It was a cliché, but this was where they were supposed to hold hands, dance, converse, and spend time alone.
That was how noble romances began and eventually led to marriage.
But.
“On this exceptionally lonely night, would you care to dance with me…?”
“Demerit. Your arm is tilted too far inward. And why are you only bowing your waist that much? Above all, asking for a dance while holding a glass… you lack the basic fundamentals.”
“???”
“Come back once you have properly mastered etiquette.”
Shayla turned on her heel and walked away.
“W-Wait…! What in the world…!”
The heir of the House of Aril was left standing alone, utterly rejected.
It was said that after that day, Shayla never received another party invitation.
‘…Pathetic men.’
To others, she was nothing more than a stubborn old soul, but to Shayla, this was important.
She had grown up in a family that served the Emperor, and the rigid etiquette of the Imperial Palace was ingrained in her very bones.
Etiquette.
It was a given in noble society, the "basics" that any noble should master.
Marrying someone who lacked even those basics would only make life miserable.
As she delayed and delayed year after year, her twenties had slipped away.
Her friends were already noblewomen raising children, while she remained at the Academy teaching students.
Far from getting married or having children, she knew absolutely nothing about men.
The more time passed, the deeper Shayla delved into noble protocols and various forms of etiquette.
It was the only thing that made Shayla feel like herself.
The dignity in her posture, the elegance of her hand movements, her polite greetings, and the refined language befitting the upper class.
However.
“This right here is how a true son of Korea expresses the ultimate respect to a woman.”
“...?”
It was a cock.
A man’s member.
And it was right in front of her nose.
“...!”
It was at a distance where it would physically touch her if she just lowered her head.
The commoner before her was suddenly thrusting out his cock, claiming it was "etiquette."
She didn't even have time to argue about what kind of manners this was.
Shayla’s eyes were instantly glued to the cock.
‘T-T-T-This… is a man’s sex organ…?’
It was the first time she had ever seen one in her life.
Well, it wasn't that she had never seen one at all, but her only memory was seeing her father’s when she was a very young child during bath time.
‘I recall… it not being this large back then….’
Why was this thing… so big?
It was large enough to be compared to a club.
No matter how tall and heavily built this untouchable commoner was…
Did it even make sense for his member to be this huge…?
Honestly, she felt a burning desire to ask questions about this cock right then and there.
But she had to endure.
‘Right now, I must teach this man etiquette at Princess Alicia’s request….’
“I see.”
She replied calmly.
“I understand, 6.9. So, this is how one expresses etiquette in your homeland.”
She had to act as if she had no interest. She had to pretend she didn't care!
There was no point in telling a commoner not to do something so vulgar.
As a noble and an elite professor, she couldn't show that she was flustered!
Shayla pretended to be indifferent and continued her sketching.
It was a drawing for her thesis. For her thesis….
‘Were there… always this many veins on a cock…?’
It was a hideous shape, almost grotesque.
It had a hard texture, like a heavy lump of muscle.
It was thicker than a person's wrist.
“Stay still, 6.9. I am in the middle of sketching.”
She stopped him when he tried to move. She had to draw this cock now.
She had to engrave it in her eyes, capture it in a drawing, and remember it perfectly….
“Ah….”
Ah… I have to endure…! ♡
She was a professor; she couldn't show a disheveled side of herself in front of a commoner just because a cock she was seeing for the first time was right in front of her…!
“Nngh….”
And yet, this cock.
She wanted to touch it. She wanted to lick it. She wanted to take it into her mouth…!
When her friends talked about their sex lives with their husbands without a shred of modesty, she had just listened quietly.
It was a vulgar and lewd topic.
But the cock she had only imagined while listening to them was right in front of her now…!
“Mmm… nngh… hngh….”
She had to hold back the moans escaping her mouth somehow.
Otherwise, to this commoner who knew nothing of manners…!
“If a man gives a greeting, it’s only polite for the woman to accept it, right?”
6.9 suddenly spoke up.
When she lifted her head, she saw the look in 6.9’s eyes.
“...!”
His gaze had never held respect or honor to begin with, but the look in his eyes now was on a different level.
It was clearly the gaze of someone looking down at a female inferior to him…!
“Isn’t that right?”
“T-That is true.”
He was right.
If a greeting is given, it must be acknowledged.
In your country, when a man shows respect by showing his cock…
How should a woman respond…?
What kind of etiquette must a woman show in front of this cock…?
“...I wish for you to tell me, 6.9. How a woman responds in your homeland.”
“It’s simple. But it might hurt a little.”
“...It hurts…?”
“Just like this!”
“Mmmph!!?”
Ah… ♡
He put it in my mouth… the cock…! ♡
*
I knew it.
She was acting like a cool and stiff professor, so I was a bit intimidated internally.
But she was a total pervert on the inside, wasn't she? Shayla…!
I grabbed Shayla’s head and shoved my cock into her mouth all at once!
“Mmmph…! Ugh! Mmm, nng, hngh…!”
I could feel her teeth grazing me slightly.
It seemed like she was desperately trying not to let them touch, but my cock was so big she couldn't help it.
“You can’t bite! You have to wrap your lips around it and take it deep, all the way to your throat!”
Slurp… ♡
“Mmmph!!?”
I thrust my cock deep into Shayla’s throat…!
It went into her mouth all the way to the base.
The soft mucous membrane wrapped around my glans.
Ah, Shayla’s mouth-pussy is fucking incredible…!
The warm, soft interior squeezed my cock tight!
“Mmph! Mmm, mmmph…! Nngh…! Mmm…!”
It was as if she had never even held something large in her mouth, let alone a cock.
I could feel her struggling.
Well, she was the type to obsess over noble etiquette and all that.
She probably never had something huge forced into her mouth in her entire life!
“If you’ve never done it before, you can start now!”
Slurp, squelch…!!
“Nngh…!! Mmmph!!”
Clatter. Roll, roll….
The canvas and pencil she had been using to sketch so diligently fell to the floor.
“Let’s see here.”
Shall I check out her drawing skills?
The drawing on the canvas was of my muscular body.
And… my mega cock!
“Oh. It’s quite realistic, isn't it?”
The art style for my cock was so detailed it looked like it belonged in a different drawing.
She had even painstakingly drawn every single vein!
“Just how closely were you observing my cock?! You perverted professor!”
Slurp, slurp, slurp…!
I grabbed Shayla’s head and bucked my hips.
“Mmmph!!? Gulp, ugh, mmm, nngh…!!”
The strict professor didn't know what to do with her hands as she diligently sucked my cock.
Just as I thought.
It didn't seem like she hated the cock as much as she let on!
I held her head and bounced my hips vigorously.
“Hyah, hyah! Give this commoner cock some mouth service!”
“Mmmph…! Nngh!!”
I shook her head as if I were using an onahole!
I was using an Academy professor’s mouth as a mere commoner’s onahole!
“This is untouchable commoner-style etiquette!”
Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp…!
“Gack, ugh, mmph…! Nng, nngh…!”
Tap, tap.
Shayla tapped my thigh, as if it were too much for her.
Was I being too rough?
Well, it was her first blowjob.
“Phew.”
I stopped my hips for a moment.
She should be able to do it herself now, right?
“Now. Just do what I did.”
“Mmm…?”
She looked up at me with my cock still in her mouth.
“You asked me to tell you, didn't you? How a woman receives a greeting. Among the commoners in my hometown, a woman responding to a greeting by taking a cock in her mouth and serving it is the proper way.”
“Mmmph, hngh~?”
She seemed to be trying to ask something, but I couldn't understand her with my cock in her mouth.
“The Empire or noble society might think it’s strange, but this is our way of greeting. Really.”
“Mmmph… nng, hmmm….”
I didn't know what she was saying, but she seemed to have understood.
“Now, do it yourself. You have to research it, don't you?”
“....”
…A nod.
Good.
I slowly took my hands off Shayla’s head.