17. Taking Responsibility for the Lonely Yoga Instructor Hooked on Dick♡
After firing the first shot, we relaxed a bit. The impatient, devouring sex settles into something calmer.
"Haa... Instructor's pussy is so salty and delicious."
"You always say the weirdest things... ♥"
"It grips perfectly too—total famous pussy."
"Ah, there... haang...!"
But my greedy, dog-like licking doesn't change. I bury my nose in Yeon-su's pussy, sniffing deep, then lap at it with my tongue. Her thighs tremble now and then as her juices keep flowing nonstop, confirming she's still soft and sensitive.
Yeon-su lies in the middle of the bed, legs splayed like a crab, offering her pussy freely for me to devour.
"Yes, right there—so good...!"
Whether it's encouragement to suck harder or not, every lick gets rewarded with honest, sweet moans. My cock throbs below, veins bulging, but I hold back, greedily licking every untouched corner I skimmed earlier. I soak her thick thighs and bush with hot breath and saliva, marking my territory like a wet stamp.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
Her moans grow shorter, closer together. As Yeon-su's body heats up again, I get ready. But then I realize—the condom from before was my last one.
"..."
That alluring pink pussy pulses beneath her bush. The temptation to raw-dog it hits hard, but I hold off. Irresponsible creampie, pregnancy sex—options I desperately want to try—but our relationship's just heating up. And I know the word "responsibility," so demonic patience wins out.
Suppressing my excitement, I ask Yeon-su, "Hey... got any spare condoms?"
"Condoms...?"
"I only had emergency ones since I rushed over. If not, I'll hit the convenience store."
"No... there's probably some left in the desk drawer by the bed."
She points awkwardly at the white nightstand by the bedhead, a lamp perched on it. I open it, and condoms spill out in a chain.
"Ooh, were these prepped for me?"
"..."
"But what's this? Huh?"
I tear one open and roll it on—it barely covers half my length. I could stretch it more, but it'd get all floppy from the elasticity. Usable, but for my monster cock, it's just half-coverage.
"Isn't this like baby size?"
"Yours is too big..."
"Really? But Yeon-su loves this king dong, right?"
"...I love it ♥"
The instructor's gotten brutally honest since tasting dick. Squish!
"Haah...!"
Her fully feminized look gets me so hard I thrust in deep.
Squish-squish-squish-squish-squish!
Rough pistoning, hips slamming tight. Her thick ass cushions my weight perfectly.
"Hooook! Ooooooh...!"
I fuck her, pound her, ravage her. Leaning in, I bite from earlobe to nape, collarbone to shoulder—marking everywhere with my teeth and lips.
"You can bite the tits too..."
Even her passive first-meeting vibe has shifted. As our sticky bodies entwine, her shyness fades, and she starts making requests. Rewarding her boldness, I latch onto those soft, pale tits topped with perky nipples.
I suck with my tongue, nibble lightly with teeth for stimulation.
"Haang...! Why are you so good at this... ♥"
She doesn't hate the gentle bites—her arms wrap around my neck. Looking up, I see moist lips and seal them with mine.
"Mmph... haap...! Slurp slurp... haup..."
Her tongue play feels a bit more familiar now. Seductive moans and strings of saliva stretch and snap.
Smack smack smack smack smack smack smack!
Even as bodies part, I never forget to tap that pussy. Sweat drips from the heat; I lick her cheek and ask.
"Tell me."
"? ...What?"
"This condom—no way it was prepped for my size. There's a guy, right?"
"That's..."
"No pressure—I love hearing fuck stories from girls. Pretty chill about guy-girl stuff."
"Still, it'd be rude to my partner..."
"Want me to guess?"
I stroke her hair. Her pretty, dark eyes with that brown tint meet mine.
"That male instructor hitting on you at the studio?"
"!"
Nailed it—she averts her gaze all tsundere-like. His flirty attitude at the academy was the hint. Cocky like a typical horny dude around women, but with weird confidence. Probably fucked her once or twice—suspicious as hell.
"Ah!"
I prop her shoulders for easy spilling. We shift to intimate face-to-face, no escaping now. Time to dig out Ha Yeon-su's past fucks.
"Tell me. I wanna hear how Yeon-su fucked other guys."
"..."
"Get me excited with the story, and I'll pound that pussy harder. Deal?"
Yeon-su's depths still clench my cock. Her pussy walls squeeze tight, like she's enjoying the tease. She blushes, turns away, then looks back hesitantly.
"Haup... haa..."
Short lip-lock, then pull back.
"...No decent guys around, so I fucked him once last week."
"That's it?"
"He'd been flirty since we hired him, but... ngh! R-rumors weren't great, so..."
"What rumors?"
"Slept with multiple women, all ended messy... haang! There, yes."
Squish-squish-squish-squish ♥
Hips don't stop even mid-story. To hear more, I grind her upper G-spot hard.
"So why fuck a bad-rep guy?"
"He was so blatant, figured one-and-done... and popular with the ajummas, thought maybe something there..."
"But you hated it?"
"...He wore shaping panties."
"Shaping panties?"
"Guy underwear to look bigger down there... like boob pads for women."
"What? So he was packing a shrimp?"
"...Aaaang ♥"
Squeeze squeeze squeeze ♥
It's hilarious—I slam hips closer. Cockhead kisses her cervix, then I suck her lips mosquito-style. Pulling back with sticky saliva, her dazed, lewd eyes meet mine.
"I was shocked too... always subtly showing off, thought average at least..."
"Totally scammed. But you still gave it once?"
"...Yeah."
"Skills?"
I grab her right tit whole and devour it.
"Aang ♥ ...A-all lame! Start to finish!"
"Shrimp killed the mood, and bad skills?"
"Yeah! Kept asking if it felt good...!"
"Ah~ That's why you dodged him hard? Total landmine."
"Right! Worst ever!"
She confesses freely, chest heaving.
"How's now?"
I cup her panting cheek. Flushed like she's drunk, my warm palm traps her answer.
But Ha Yeon-su answers with her lower mouth instead. She clings tight, shaking her violent hips herself. Wild shakes affirm it.
"Feels so good...! Never satisfied before, but now cumming over and over ♥"
"Whoa!?"
Squelch squelch squelch squelch!
Obscene pussy sounds leak out. Full-body serenade. Until now, just passive kisses—but Yeon-su shakes her hips on her own. Balls swell with Cowper's, overwhelming emotion.
Smack smack smack smack smack smack!
Does she squirt? Massive fluids soak the bed.
"Feels good! This dick feels so gooood!"
"Fuck, your moves are insane...!"
"Cumming! Cumming agaaaain ♥"
Pussy clamps like velvet, walls milking cockhead. As her thick thighs lock my waist in climax, I blow too. Her heaving hips are perfection. Overwhelmed, I piss cum like overflow from holding too long.
"Whoa... milking every drop."
Catching breath, I hug koala-tight. Satisfied squeeze, then kiss. Exhausted from squirting everywhere, she looks blissed-out.
"Want water?"
"...(nod)"
Still fused, hating to separate. I reach for the half-drunk water bottle on the nightstand, ass wiggling. Unscrew, but instead of handing it, I sip first. Show her the water sloshing in my mouth, eyes blinking innocently.
"Ah~"
"...♥"
She gets it, lips meet wordlessly. Saliva mixes as water passes mouth-to-mouth.
"Gulp... slurp slurp haat... haa... huup!"
Half spills on sheets, but we suck regardless. Doorway kisses started it—today's kiss practice day. Mood reignites; I grab another condom. For separation-hating Yeon-su, I lift hips quick, swap the spent tiny one, then dock back down.
"Keep going like this?"
"Yeah ♥"
I ravage her sloppy depths with my raging hard-on again. Pin her to bed, rough twice, thrice, four times.
I draw the curtains, revealing Seoul's nightscape.
"Phew."
We moved together at lunch—now night. Lost track of time rolling in the curtained master bedroom all day.
"Haa... haa... haaa ♥"
Yeon-su pants on the soaked bed, pussy pounded all day. Damp sheets and body heat make the room muggy. Reeks of sex.
"Instructor made the day a blast."
"..."
"Getting late—head out?"
"Eh...? L-leave?"
Bolts up like shocked awake. Naked penguin waddle is adorable—I wanna watch forever.
"What, more to do?"
"If you go now... hard to meet again. ...No more?"
Desperate Ha Yeon-su clings like a stray pup, terrified of abandonment.
"Why? Wanna see more of me, Yeon-su?"
I sweep up her sweat-mussed, unbound hair tenderly, whispering sweet.
She pouts cutely, duck-bill style.
"...Gonna make me say it? So mean."
"Too cute to hold back."
"Wasn't good today...?"
"Best ever. Gorged on instructor pussy."
"Then swap numbers... ♥"
She suggests it herself. Hacking tool already gave me Ha Yeon-su's number.
"Cool, say yours."
"...010-1XXX-XXXX"
"Got it."
Pretend to grab phone and note it. Not actually saving—tool knows the number, no name stored.
I give mine back, show her the saved contact.
"Save like this?"
"D-do what you want."
"Sweet, locked in. Now numbers swapped..."
"Kyaa?!"
Back onto the wet bed. Pull up the dislodged blanket from rolling.
"A-again?"
"Sex friends milestone—one more. Hate it?"
"...Don't hate it ♥"
"Such a slutty instructor. This honest, wanna eat you all night."
"Aang ♥"
Gently insert. Lovey-dovey couple style, faces locked, biting and sucking till the end. Loose and slow for total fulfillment.