Ravishing the Sleeping Teacher
Compared to Isana, her breasts were modest—slender hips and thighs. But the softness of her skin was just as exquisite. Was there any woman whose skin wasn't soft? I didn't have a ton of experience, but I figured not.
Where the real difference hit was the scent. Isana's cleavage and the nape of her neck carried this sweet, intoxicating aroma that stoked raw lust. Just burying my face there made precum dribble from my tip in thick spurts.
Evelyn was different. From between her full-but-not-oversized breasts wafted the aroma of coffee. The kind you crave to keep inhaling—like warm drip coffee savored in freezing winter cold. It made me want to press my lips to that flavorless valley between her soft tits and suckle greedily.
Come to think of it, she loved coffee. Most alchemists did; it was rare to find one who didn't. I'd catch her zoning out sometimes, tilting her cup so far that coffee overflowed, soaking her cleavage. Why hadn't I fucked her senseless back then? Was I really that strapped for time?
But now...
Ugh!
Evelyn's unconscious pussy clenched and kneaded my cock like it was starving. It was pure survival instinct. Like stumbling on an ice Americano truck at a mountain rest stop in the peak of summer thirst—her folds ground desperately against my shaft, craving what it lacked. She was after the mana packed in my precum leaking from the tip.
People usually mean fingering or rubbing when they say "chewing," right? If this isn't chewing, what is?
Pleasure crashed over me in waves. My hips lay still like a beached boat, but her pussy squeezed from every angle. Climax hit fast.
"Hahk!"
Her relentless grip ignored my timing, ripping a girlish squeal from my throat before I knew it. Like the curse of the Thousand-Year Prison, semen surged from my lower body in heavy gushes.
It was so thick, even I worried if her womb could handle it. Gel-like clumps erupted from my urethra, splattering and sticking inside her. Her pussy folds chomped greedily, absorbing the load—and the heavy bits rattled my glans as she broke them down.
I felt my soul getting sucked out.
"Hngh..."
"Hik...♡"
Mana partially restored, color returned to Evelyn's body. Light flickered back into her unfocused eyes.
"Not enough..."
"You awake?"
"More... more..."
Her arms looped around my shoulders as she mashed her lips to mine. Bodily fluids from mana circle bearers carried mana—semen and blood the densest, but saliva too. She kissed me fiercely, sucking like she meant to yank out my tongue.
Our eyes met—her blue gaze locking with mine. Realization dawned; she squeezed them shut. Then...
She rocked her hips. Up and down in pure instinct. I grabbed her ass to slow her, but it only fueled her lust. Her spread anus and pussy lips wept fluids, soaking our groins.
Second climax rushed in. Matching her mana-hungry thrusts and lusty bucks, I gripped her ass, lifted her legs slightly, seized her waist, and pistoned upward.
"Haht! Ahng! Hit... Nngh!"
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Plap! Plap! Plap!
"Ahng! Haaang! Aaaahng! Y-you're gonna cum already? P-pathetic!"
"Ugh, can I cum inside?"
"You've already dumped so much... in me... nngh♡"
"Here it comes!"
-Spuuuurt!
Her pussy contracted, trapping my withdrawing cock. Her descending womb sucked at my retreating glans. Semen got vacuumed out in steady streams; I felt my mind getting slurped away with it.
Gurgle! Gurgle! Gurgle! Twitch! Twitch! Twitch!
Her convulsing body, tongue lolling as she passed out mid-lick. I yanked my dick free—thick white cream gushed out in waves.
Like with Isana, I soothed her flushed, cock-swollen pussy.
"Haht! Haaang!"
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Evelyn jolted awake from sleep.
What... what did I do...?
She remembered everything before blacking out, crystal clear. Guiding her mana circle, a strange tickle in her lower belly shattered her focus.
From her noble upbringing in her original world, she'd never known sexual desire. Even in the Tower World, she dismissed genital urges as filthy distractions. Men's stares sometimes made her wet down there, but as an alchemist, yielding to emotion was unwise.
She couldn't fight the invading pleasure. It was her first taste of fulfillment. And the copulation with her disciple that followed.
Of all people... my own disciple.
The narcotic painkiller played a role, sure. But she couldn't deny how good it felt. Her core stuffed full, breath stolen—like a leaking well suddenly sealed with hot, surging floods. Her mind nearly shattered.
Ah... I'm wet again.
Sitting up, her pussy heated instantly. She tentatively reached down, stroking the still-tender spot—sticky fluids drenched her fingers... Squelch, squelch—eek! Morning climax hit fresh and fierce; her outstretched legs clenched the sheets.
After the light orgasm, she stared blankly at the ceiling. What am I doing? Self-loathing washed over her. She'd nearly caused a workshop disaster mixing bombs, lost her mana circle, lost her virginity to a disciple she'd known less than a day, and now awakened to sex.
-Clunk. Han Do-yoon barged in, oblivious to her turmoil. Embarrassed to face him, she feigned sleep. Peeking slyly, she saw him checking on her. His fingers brushed her hair into place. Spotting tears on her lashes, he wiped them—then suddenly shoved his face close.
W-wait! What the hell!
A warm, soft tongue lapped her eye socket. The creepy sensation sent shivers through Evelyn.
This guy's a total dog-perv!
She itched to bolt up and blast him with Sunburst. But the instant his hand grazed her sensitized pussy, her body froze solid.
-Squelch!
"Hyahht!"
A moan burst out like a needle popping an overinflated balloon. Eyes wide, she met her disciple's gaze—but slammed hers shut, pretending sleep again.
Sh-shouldn't have faked it...?
He backed off, seemingly spooked. Clearly a coward who only dared with unconscious women.
...To get a guy like that performing, she'd need some courage herself.
-Splrt!
Evelyn cautiously spread her legs. Frog-style, exposing her pussy fully. Fluids webbed between her thighs like spider silk.
Had she ever felt this ashamed? Never. Not even getting called out at an academy presentation.
Am I insane? Must be... why am I...?
She didn't know. It was wrong, out of character—but she couldn't overcome this newborn lust.
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I'd come to her bedroom worried about her condition. One fuck couldn't restore a mana circle; mana cycled endlessly between generation and depletion. With regeneration busted, she could drop dead anytime.
Checking her, color was back—but tears streaked her eyes, piquing curiosity.
Come to think of it, never tasted a woman's tears.
My Predatory Emotion habit surged. I licked her eye—nothing special. Just ordinary human fluids, nothing more or less.
Hm?
But a familiar scent rose—sweet-tangy from her crotch. Maybe narcotic side effects had her masturbating in her sleep.
If she injected into me, she'd have been humping air in her dreams.
After she passed out last time, I'd changed her clothes and tucked her in—down to her favorite panties and nightwear from memory. Sliding a hand into her rubber-banded sleep pants, warm fluids coated my fingers. Then the moan exploded.
-Squelch!
"Hyahht!"
...Eyes met. She was awake. Squeezing them shut again, I could tell she was mortified.
...Mana deficiency, probably.
Evelyn Howard wouldn't moan like a whore otherwise. Physical issues from mana drain—nothing else explained it. That haughty bitch squealing to excite a man? No way.
-Splrt!
Suddenly spread legs revealed her dainty spring. I swallowed hard, old habits kicking in—I mashed my mouth to the fuzzy, sopping hole.
Lick lick lick! Slurrrrp!
"Nngh, haaht, eung...♡ N-no, not there♡ Like that, eek!"
I swept my tongue upward, sucked her clit. Thighs clamped my face; her ass lifted, begging more. Hips twisted to evade my snaking tongue—until I pinned them.
"Haaaang!♡"
Soon my tongue plunged deep inside. Licking her folds clean like they'd chewed my cock earlier, lips pursed to vacuum-suck her pussy. Pain mingled with pleasure, her waist bucking wildly.
"Nngh, eek! Nnght!"
Erratic hip jerks—she climaxed, fluids gushing sticky like a split tteokbokki packet.
-Slurrrrp!
"Haang! Hngh! Ugh♡ S-stop♡"
I guzzled greedily, then lifted my face—to my dazed, drugged-looking teacher.
Mana still low, clearly.
She wasn't one to radiate this bewitching allure casually; her state was dire. This mess started because of me—nothing wrong with a disciple stepping up for his master.
I pressed my cock to Evelyn's lips. Glans gleaming with precum from the tip. She panicked at the dark-red pillar inches from her nose.
"D-don't♡ That's filthy, dih...!"
She resisted hard, so I gripped her jaw and shoved it in. Her lower mouth feasted yesterday—upper mouth's turn now.
"Guh, glrk!"
Rammed to the hilt, her throat clenched tight, choking her. Pressed tongue stroked the shaft, balls lapped underneath.
"Suh... glrk...!"
Not for my pleasure—this was rescue ops for her sake. Induce ecstasy, make me cum quick. I pistoned my hips fast. Hands teased her nipples and pussy.
Her flailing legs thrashed like a pinned cat.
Flap flap!
"Ugh!"
I seized her ruined face, slamming my groin to her lips. Stiff pubes pierced; her mouth met my base. Gurgle! Gurgle! Semen blasted past her throat—uvula gulped, vacuuming relentlessly. Felt like my balls got drained dry.
It went on forever. Realizing she'd swallowed every drop, I pulled back—to her spaced-out, pubes stuck to her lips, licking cum from them.
"Heok, heok, heeeok."
Her tits heaved up-down. Hand drifted south, tormenting her clit.
Mana still short? She wouldn't act like a bitch in heat.
I mounted between her splayed legs, plunging creamy glans into pink. She spasmed—rejecting? Begging more? Unclear.
"Ah, nooo! Not now... too much... please♡!"
-Splaaaat!
Alchemists don't trust words—bodies don't lie. I trusted the latter, hoisted her legs, and hammered in piledriver.
"Huuuaaaang♡♡♡"
Pfwoook!