Friend's Mom Visits the Academy
Fortunately, I handled all the housework like laundry myself, so as long as I roughly cleaned up my stepmother's underwear and hid it in the laundry basket, there was little chance of my actions being discovered.
...She still won't notice, right?
A sliver of unease lingered in my chest, but the odds of my stepmother—who never did any housework—catching on were pretty low. I'd done it in a fit of anger, yet I felt no regret.
...Hoo. Feels better than I expected.
If anything, I was getting a thrilling rush of pleasure from the fact that I'd soiled the stockings of that haughty, prideful stepmother of mine with my own cum.
Luckily, my stepmother didn't seem to have the faintest idea that I'd jerked off with her stockings.
Click-clack!
See? Even now she was teaching class like nothing had happened.
The next day, after arriving at the academy, I propped my chin on my desk and blankly listened to my stepmother's lecture.
"So if we interpret the content of this passage..."
The subject she taught was Korean, and it was a pretty dull one, yet not a single student was dozing off. Part of that was thanks to her haughty, icy charisma, but most of the guys were too busy staring at the face of the instructor famous around the academy as a beauty.
Her straight hair, neatly arranged as if measured with a ruler, and her crisp, sharp-collared dress shirt. She was the textbook image of a cool career woman, and it seemed she'd effortlessly sniped the tastes of more than a few male students.
"Dude. Your stepmom's actually pretty hot."
"Yeah, her personality's hysterical as hell, but her face isn't bad. And she's still pretty young..."
Young and beautiful on top of it—no wonder she was popular at the academy.
But if anyone saw her personality at home, nobody would be saying that. Why the hell did Dad remarry a cold fish like her, anyway...?
I was chatting with Jinsu about it when my stepmother's frigid gaze locked onto us.
"You two over there. Quiet down."
"S-Sorry."
At that frost-edged voice, Jinsu snapped his back straight. I would have been scared stiff too, once upon a time—but now, looking at that arrogant face just made yesterday's memory of jacking off into her stockings flash through my mind, and a strange heat throbbed low in my gut.
"Haa..."
I didn't want to admit it, but my eyes kept drifting to the legs sheathed in my stepmother's stockings, and yesterday's events kept replaying in my head. Especially watching her teach right in front of me—I found myself staring more at the curve of her ass outlined by that skirt than at the blackboard.
Even if she was popular among the academy kids, to me she'd always been nothing short of a witch, so this shift in my feelings was a little unsettling.
Still, Auntie Jeong-a is a hundred, no, a thousand times better than a nasty-tempered teacher like her.
The thought made me suddenly miss Auntie Jeong-a.
Maybe that was why I almost thought I saw her outside the window.
"Wait. Hold on."
Is that actually Auntie?
I spotted a familiar woman walking from the academy's front gate and nearly jumped.
"Hey, Jinsu. Is your mom coming to the academy today?"
"Oh. Right. There's a parent consultation today, so she said she'd drop by for a bit."
Even from a fair distance, Auntie Jeong-a's beauty was eye-catching enough that I stared blankly out the window, drinking her in. The sudden appearance of a beauty drew every gaze from the students near the entrance as well. Dressed in a two-piece suit, Auntie Jeong-a was walking toward the academy, radiating mature allure and rich beauty.
Her face had always been lovely, but with makeup on and dressed up like this, she gave off an even more confident, refined air.
"Haha..."
I couldn't help laughing under my breath.
The thought that I alone knew the true face of such a demure, elegant beauty filled me with a satisfaction I couldn't put into words. Clicking along in her heels, Auntie spotted me at the second-floor window and gave a soft smile.
"...."
Then she glanced quickly left and right, confirmed no one was around, and started pumping her hand up and down in a lewd little gesture.
...Ugh. I'd just barely managed to hide my half-hard cock.
Looks like I was going to have to keep my head down for a while.
After class ended.
I claimed my stomach hurt, skipped lunch, and headed down to the first floor. Of course my real goal was to meet Auntie in secret.
We'd arranged by text to meet at the abandoned teaching-materials storage shed behind the academy, and when I got there she was already waiting.
"Auntie!"
"Ah, Sejin, you're here?"
As if she'd just happened to wander this way, Auntie stood naturally in front of the shed; the moment she saw me her face lit up and she pulled me into a hug.
Anyone watching would have thought it was just a happy greeting.
But our hands were already sticky, groping each other's ass and waist, and the breath we shared as we looked into each other's eyes carried a thick, sweet heat.
"I missed you."
"Me too, Auntie."
Gazing lovingly into each other's eyes, we grabbed each other's faces without another word and shoved our tongues out, mixing them in a fierce kiss.
"Churp... ssuck. Chyup...."
"Haa.... ssooop... beeeh...."
Our tongues stuck together wetly, making thick, filthy sounds; once enough spit had gathered we greedily pushed the unidentifiable liquid into each other's mouths and gulped it down.
Then we went right back to swapping tongues like total perverts until we were breathless again. She sucked on my tongue so hard her cheeks hollowed. When our eyes met she smiled seductively and bobbed her head back and forth as if she were giving a blowjob, sucking my tongue.
Ssuup... ssoop... chyup. Chyup.
Obscene wet sounds rang out in time with the motion, but there was no one around to hear them. This abandoned storage shed behind the school never saw visitors. Not knowing that, though, only seemed to excite Auntie more at the thought that someone might come.
We ground our tongues together until thick foam rose in the mixed saliva; then Auntie pulled back a little and worked her lips.
"Mmm... ssuuuuup....♥"
Gathering the spit between her lips, she lowered her head and let the sticky strand pour straight into my mouth.
I watched the slow, trailing string of spit and drank every drop. I didn't particularly like spit, but the sheer perversion of the situation had me throbbing with excitement.
Once I'd swallowed it all, Auntie looked satisfied and pressed a soft peck to my lips.
"But Sejin, people don't come here, do they?"
"Nah, it's fine. This shed's abandoned—nobody ever comes. Plus it's lunchtime, so everyone's off eating."
"Well, that's a relief... wait, it's lunchtime right now?"
She tilted her head, then seemed to sense something and looked at me with a worried expression.
"Sejin, did you skip lunch?"
"...Yeah. Honestly I just wanted to see you as soon as possible... so I figured I'd skip today."
"Even so, you have to eat... oh no... you must be starving."
I was a little hungry, truth be told. Skipping lunch at an age when you eat constantly was a real hit. And I still had classes left...
"I'll just grab something at the snack bar later."
"You're in the middle of studying—you can't do that. You'll ruin your health."
As she spoke, Auntie licked her lips seductively.
Then she leaned in and whispered against my ear.
"Want Auntie to buy you lunch outside...?"
"Huh? Is that okay?"
"Mm. Of course it's not free."
With that she slowly slid her suit pants down. To my shock she was bare underneath, and pussy juice was already dripping from her cunt.
The moment the pants came all the way off, the trapped female scent and the smell of her wet pussy burst free and thickly filled the air around us. That rich pheromone that drove males wild flooded my nose and I couldn't help swallowing hard.
"Haaauu♥♥"
Maybe it was the thrill of exposing herself outdoors, but more and more love juice kept spilling from Auntie's pussy. Clear liquid ran in rivulets down her thighs.
Licking her lips, she stepped close and shoved her cunt right up under my nose.
"First, will you suck it for me♥? Make Auntie feel good and I'll buy you lunch outside♥"
"Ah...."
Auntie's seductive expression, her filthy words, and the female musk pouring from her dripping pussy—all of it hit me at once and the last thread of reason snapped.
I buried my mouth in that richly scented cunt and began frantically sucking down every drop of the juices she was feeding me.