Hero Academy (3-54)
‘A man’s kiss’ and ‘a woman’s kiss’ differ by only a single letter, yet they carry entirely different meanings.
For a man, a kiss is the act of unlocking the solid padlock that is sex. For a woman, a kiss is the act of handing over the one and only key that permits sex.
Men are always desperate to receive a woman’s kiss, while women agonize tremendously right up until the moment they finally give one. Because once that kiss is surrendered, the man naturally gains ownership of the key as well.
But ownership alone does not mean the key can be used freely. Where there is ownership, there are also shares. Even if the first kiss secures a large stake, it ultimately amounts to only about twenty-five percent. A man must pour endless effort into turning his share of that key into a majority.
Just like me right now….
“Mmph… slurp… ah… not there…. Ngh!?”
The moment I cupped Yoon Jia’s breast in my hand, she broke the kiss, flinched hard, and began lowering her head. A dazed expression and a flustered one mixed together as she stared at me. The blouse that had been properly closed until moments ago now hung completely open—no wonder she was panicking.
“Th-this is….”
Yoon Jia crossed both arms over her chest. I smiled at the sight and took hold of her wrists.
“I… I can’t have this kind of relationship with Instructor Sung Suho….”
“I figured if it wasn’t today, I’d never get another chance.”
“Ah….”
With a type like Yoon Jia, you never hand over the right to choose. Dragging things out with questions and hesitation was a perfect way to kill the mood. I had to push hard—while still showing her a side completely different from Go Chungshin.
“If I just walked away with Instructor Yoon Jia right in front of me… I think I’d regret it for the rest of my life.”
“Th-that… hnn….”
A woman like her would always be drawn to a man who treated her as something precious. That didn’t mean she wanted to be treated like National Treasure No. 1 or a natural monument—something you only look at from afar. It meant she wanted to be handled carefully and used steadily, like a phone full of important records.
I slowly pulled her arms apart to either side as I spoke.
“It’s embarrassing to admit, but… after seeing you like this, Instructor Yoon Jia, I simply can’t leave.”
“Hnnn….”
Whether my last words convinced her or not, the strength drained from her arms. Even drunk, she had still managed to put up that much of a defense—instinct really was instinct for a reason.
Looking into her hazy eyes, I spread her arms wider and guided her toward the bed.
Once I get her lying down, things should move a lot faster.
It was insurance against the risk of stalling halfway at the table only to reset everything the moment we relocated to the bed. I laid Yoon Jia down and let my gaze roam slowly over her.
Long hair with soft waves at the ends, a beauty mark under her eye so precise it looked painted on with a single brushstroke. The beige blouse spread open to either side, a pink bra cupping her breasts snugly, and below that a soft gray skirt covering her lower half. If Seong Sua was the very definition of pure elegance, Yoon Jia could easily be called the definition of pure innocence—she was that clean and neat.
That innocence was about to be stained for the first time by my hands.
Looking at her, I started transforming into the kind of sexually frustrated man who had been bottling everything up. The cock that had been worked half to death by Park Huiyeon in the car earlier sprang back to life, trembling violently as it flooded me with frantic signals of pleasure. It was a protest—an indiscriminate demonstration demanding its cock rights be guaranteed. And as the Overmind, I had a duty to vent the little bastard’s desires. If I didn’t, I was pretty sure I’d die.
I kissed the lips of the woman lying beneath me, then took a firm hold of the breast still wrapped in her bra and began kneading it.
“Mmph! Hnn… slurp….”
No matter what kind of caress you use, mixing it with a kiss makes the synergy explode. As if to prove it, Yoon Jia’s nipples had already hardened enough to be felt clearly through the fabric of her bra. Still kissing her, I unhooked the clasp at her back and bared her chest completely.
Even with her breasts fully exposed, Yoon Jia remained lost in the kiss, eyes closed, pouring every bit of her focus into her lips.
“Mmph… slurp… hnn! Hnnngh!”
I cupped her bare breast while we kissed and began caressing it slowly. What I had thought was around a B-cup turned out, once fully revealed, to be closer to a C or even a D. And as I worked her, I understood why it had looked smaller before.
Oh… so soft…. Completely different from every woman I’ve met so far.
If the women I’d known until now had breasts firm like fruit pudding, Yoon Jia’s were soft and springy like milk pudding. The unfamiliar texture only excited me more. This was a true first experience…. Because they were so soft, they wouldn’t even stay gathered in one hand; they spilled and shifted, and every time they did, Yoon Jia trembled all over as if her peripheral nerves were being lit on fire.
After thoroughly working her over, I pulled my lips away from her dazed face and began sucking on the red ornaments perched atop those pudding breasts.
“Slurp, mmph, sluuurp….”
“Hnn! Hnn… haaahn… hnn….”
Every woman’s nipples tasted different. Even though it was the same skin, the flavor and scent of every woman were completely unique. An indescribable taste stimulated my tongue and traveled down my spine straight into my lower abdomen. While I licked and sucked Yoon Jia’s nipple, my hand gradually slipped beneath her skirt. Once inside, my fingers immediately found the thin fabric covering her most important place.
“Aaahn… not there… haahn… hnnngh!”
The moment my fingers touched that cloth, Yoon Jia grabbed my arm and began showing signs of resistance again.
“Th-there… not right now….”
“I’ll only touch. I promise.”
“Uuun… okay….”
Trust me, okay?
I was certain that no line in all of human history had ever been more magnificent or more wondrous. The ultimate lie that made everything pass. The choice you pick in an NTL game when you want to take everything a woman has.
But I had no intention of stopping at mere touching.
This is the opening right here!
I immediately began sliding Yoon Jia’s panties down slowly.
“Eh! Wh-why are you taking my panties….”
“I can’t touch properly otherwise, can I?”
“Uuun… th-that….”
I didn’t wait for her answer and kept easing her underwear down. The consent she had given earlier continued to apply even to my high-handed actions. If I was going to touch, I had to take them off, right? Flustered, Yoon Jia could only watch helplessly as her panties were stripped away. She had thrown the castle gates wide open before the siege tower had even appeared. Yoon Jia, who had never properly fought the war called sex, was being completely overrun by my assault with no way to resist.
I boldly led my soldiers through the wide-open gates that were Yoon Jia’s pussy. The moment my fingers brushed her folds, she jolted in shock.
“Nngh! Hnn… haahn….”
I began caressing her pussy slowly with my fingers. Attacking her nipple and clitoris at the same time made Yoon Jia let out moans far louder than anything before.
“Nngh! Haahn! Haaahn!! It feels weird! Hnnngh!”
Just as saliva had begun to spill from the corner of her mouth, her pussy grew wet in an instant, revealing her state without any filter. Lips, nipples, clitoris—every erogenous zone Yoon Jia possessed had now been completely neutralized by my hands.
I can put it in soon. Better to move a little faster with Yoon Jia.
She had a side that rushed things the way Park Huiyeon did, but Yoon Jia was fundamentally a woman who felt attraction toward men who pushed hard. I began slowly stripping the clothes from Yoon Jia, who was soaked in alcohol and lust.
“Hyaahn… aahn… hnn….”
The entire time I undressed her, our skin kept brushing, and each time she answered with faint little moans. When the last of her clothes were gone, a Venus lay on the bed. Yoon Jia shyly tried to cover herself while stealing glances at my face. Once she was bare, I spread her legs and prepared to ravage the castle—when something caught my eye.
Hm? What’s that?
A faint aura window was drifting closer by the window. The moment it drew near, I could tell exactly who its owner was.
Go Chungshin? Came to watch his girlfriend get NTR’d?
I snickered inwardly. Go Chungshin’s aura window circled around Yoon Jia’s window for a while before slipping into my room instead. At first I worried he might try to enter Yoon Jia’s room, but luckily he only prowled around mine.
Whew… thank god.
Nah… not yet.
I lowered my upper body over Yoon Jia, lining the head of my cock up against her entrance, and whispered,
“Instructor Yoon Jia… I’m putting it in now.”
“Okay… ahhnnngh!”
Schlick….
I slowly pushed the head of my cock into Yoon Jia’s hole, watching Go Chungshin wander around my room the entire time with a vile smile on my face.
I have to play with him without getting caught for as long as possible. Then dump everything on him at once and completely break him.
This wasn’t just any bastard—this was the guy who had tried to kill me and who kept digging for my information with obsessive persistence. I had zero intention of showing him mercy. Yoon Jia hadn’t even been part of my original plans, but that no longer mattered.
Go Chungshin… I’ll turn your girlfriend into a slave who can put a knife to your throat.
I had no desire to kill him with my own hands. I simply wanted the day to come when Yoon Jia herself would destroy Go Chungshin’s entire life. The boiling thirst for revenge would be nicely managed by Yoon Jia for a good long while.
“Nngh! Haa… haa….”
Her hymen tore, and at last the head of my cock pressed against Yoon Jia’s womb. I pulled my gaze away from Go Chungshin’s aura window and looked down at her. Eyes closed, every sense focused on my cock. The tears at the corners of her eyes made it clear the pain wasn’t absent. But Yoon Jia, thoroughly drunk on alcohol and pleasure, was feeling far more ecstasy than pain.
“Alright then… ngh! Haa!”
“Haaahn! Hnnngh! Th-this feeling! It’s weird! Haaahn!”
“Yoon Jia, so this really was your first time! Ngh!”
“It’s my first! Haaahn! M-my first time! Haaahn!”
Every time my cock thrust in and out, fresh blood mixed with her pubic hair and, together with her juices, soaked the bed. I kept rolling my hips as I spoke to her.
“You never did it with that Go Minhyuk guy you used to date? Ngh!”
“Haaahn! I didn’t! I never did! Haaaahn! Haahn!”
At her words my cock swelled even thicker, forcing Yoon Jia’s insides to stretch wider. And every time it did, her walls clamped down hotly around the swollen length.
“That’s a relief! Giving your first time to a guy like that would’ve been a waste!”
“Haaahn! D-don’t say things like that! Haaahn, hnnngh!”
“It’s not like you’re even dating him anymore, right?”
“B-but still… haaaahn!!”
I kept changing the rhythm—stopping, thrusting deep, pulling out—scattering Yoon Jia’s thoughts. While pistoning into her I asked,
“Yoon Jia, you’re not still thinking about Go Minhyuk, are you?”
“N-no! Absolutely not! Haaahn! Haahn!”
I smirked and kept rolling my hips, kissing her while caressing her breasts.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
“Hnn! Hnnngh! Mmmph!”
Through our crossed mouths I felt scalding fluid pour in like lava. Yoon Jia had to be feeling the exact same thing. I broke the kiss and said,
“Haa… before you find another lover later, I’ll train you as thoroughly as I can.”
“Haaahn! Th-that’s… haaahn!”
The reason I never asked Yoon Jia to go out with me was insurance against any unforeseen situation. I felt a little sorry for her, but she needed to keep dating Go Chungshin. Only then could I deliver a hell that the fly bastard currently prowling my room would never be able to forget for the rest of his life.
I kept thrusting into Yoon Jia’s pussy as I spoke.
“You never know. You might end up dating Go Minhyuk again someday! Ngh! So until then, I’ll be the one who takes care of you, Yoon Jia!”
“Haaahn! Haaaaahn! I’m gonna cum!! Feels good!! Feels so good!!!”
Right now my words weren’t even reaching Yoon Jia’s ears—because I was frantically working her clitoris with my fingers at the same time.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
“I’m cumming inside!!”
“Haaaaaaaaahn!!!”
Under my finger technique, Yoon Jia’s body and clitoris began to convulse. While she trembled and received my semen, her jaw quivered as she looked up at me. I kept pumping cum into her womb and kissed her.
“Slurp… mmph….”
“Haa… haahn… mmph….”
As I finished unloading, I lifted my eyes slightly and looked at Go Chungshin’s aura window still wandering my room, speaking through the link.
Armonia, you got all that recorded properly?
Heh heh… Chungshin, I’ll start stacking up a nice retirement gift for you from this very moment!
Wearing a vile smile, I kept kissing Yoon Jia while engraving the Womb Crest onto her lower abdomen.