Giving Paizuri to My Student: This Has to Be His First Kiss
This has to be his first kiss. There's no way it isn't—nobody crushes lips like this unless they're a total novice. This isn't a kiss; it's a full-on oral cavity expedition.
-Slurrrp~Smack~ Chuuurp!!
"Haa~!! Kiss me or breathe, pick one..." The fishy smell of his saliva. That thick, musky male stench. And yet... every time his tongue tangled with mine, electric sparks shot through me~♥ The pooled saliva in my mouth overflowed gravity's pull, trickling down the side of my lips to wet my chin, but Gwang-tae had no intention of stopping. If anything, he gripped the back of my head tight and shoved his tongue even deeper into my mouth.
"Haa... mmph... Teacher~ I'm going fucking insane... Your lips taste so goddamn good~"
Gwang-tae's right hand had already illegally infiltrated under my thin knit top. -Squish~ Squish~!! My breasts were kneaded helplessly in his massive palm like some kind of slime. When he twisted my furiously erect nipple between his fingertips with a crinkle, a sharp sting exploded from my lower back alongside a moan of "Oh fuck..." pleasure.
"Hauk!! G-Gwang-tae~! Easy~! Go easy, you beast!!"
Meanwhile, his left hand had planted its flag inside my skirt, in my panties, at my secret entrance. He grunted, forcing two fingers in, but my barely-deflowered, second-hand pussy couldn't handle two—it was total overspec.
"Ah~ It won't... go in~ No~! Two is too much~!!"
I writhed in pain, resisting with my whole body, and thankfully, he gave up easily. Instead, he relentlessly stirred with the one finger already inside. -Squelch~ Squelch~ Squish!!
"Haaauuuk~!! Hey, I'm already soaked there... you don't need to... Teacher's dying~ For real! Th-that spoooot~♥"
The obscene sounds of him churning my sticky folds echoed through the quiet room like raw ASMR. My neck was bent 90 degrees from the kiss, one hand assaulting my chest, the other my crotch—this awkward, bizarre pose. Anyone walking in would think it was a circus audition.
I'm losing my mind. Gwang-tae, I get you're a virgin and impatient, but this isn't just speeding—it's running a red light!
I pushed at Gwang-tae's chest with trembling hands. But he seemed to enjoy my feeble resistance, huffing roughly as he pressed even harder. As a last resort, I nipped his lower lip to snap him out of it, finally prying our lips apart.
"Haa... haa... Gwang-tae, hold on... Calm down a bit. You're going full throttle right now."
Gwang-tae's eyes were pure beast—no rationality left, shipped off to Andromeda. I caught my breath and gently wiped the sweat beading on his forehead, like a trainer soothing a wild stallion.
"Gwang-tae... I know you're trying to get me worked up. I feel your passion, hot and heavy. But not like this."
"Not like what?! You're loving it too—your eyes are glazed over! Your pussy's already flooded like a submerged car, so why play the prude?!"
Gwang-tae yelled, sounding mortally wronged. His voice mixed grievance, irritation, and desire on the brink of explosion. I cupped his flushed cheeks and locked eyes with him.
"Gwang-tae. A woman's body is like a super-sensitive instrument. You have to build it up gently, play it right to hit those high notes. Your foreplay's too rough right now. This is basically a fight. If all I scream is pain, you won't last either, right?"
"....."
My soft tone slowed his ragged breaths a little. But his brow stayed furrowed. He snatched my hand away and growled low.
"In your eyes, I'm still just that 'loser kid' student, huh? Cute little bro? Pupil? Fuck, just see me as a man for once!"
"Th-that's not..."
"You're enjoying it anyway! You gave that precious virginity to some other guy!"
Before I could finish, Gwang-tae seized my wrist. No time to resist—my slender body was tossed onto the bed.
"Time to school you on what a real man's like. Teacher, keep those eyes wide open."
Gwang-tae yanked his pants down roughly. -Thud. The gray training pants sloughed to the floor like a shed skin. And from within sprang his hidden "cannon," coiled like a spring.
"...!!"
My pupils quaked like an earthquake. I'd experienced Ji-hoon's terrifying length and Min-woo's hefty girth, thought I'd seen it all... but Gwang-tae's was perfectly balanced. Not some unrealistic monster, but flawlessly dense, veins bulging with rage—pure energy. Just right, yet enough to rip me apart and shake my soul clean—an S-rank item.
Whoa.... Jackpot~ As expected...
My gaze magnetized to his throbbing red pillar. A drop of clear precum fell from the tip, soaking the bedsheet. That blatant display of vitality made my thighs clench with a hot "welcome" surge.
Gwang-tae smirked at my reaction, fishy and smug. He gripped his cock and shook it.
"Teacher, be honest. You wanna eat this, right? I can hear your pussy screaming 'come on in'!"
"N-no... I just... you seemed so mad... sorry..."
I tried to excuse myself, but my tongue twisted into babble. Every twitch of his cock sent my heartbeat skyrocketing like a Bitcoin chart. Honestly? I wanted to invite that heat inside and squeeze it wild. But... that precarious drip of precum reminded me of Do-yoon's "three-second cut" trauma.
One thrust and it'll shotgun right away, huh?
Virgin guys follow the pattern: stake their life on insertion, go berserk once in, then fizzle to "end credits." Do-yoon came nearly ten times that day.
Poor pig. Felt good, but not worth a repeat.
I grabbed the hem of my knit and rolled it up. My pale, plump underboobs—like jiggling pudding—bared before Gwang-tae.
"Gwang-tae. Save penetration for the finale... How about some 'warm-up' with my tits first?"
"?!!"
His eyes trembled at my offer. His massive dick nodded hugely in the air like agreement.
"T-tits... paizuri? That thing from porn...?"
"Yeah... Teacher'll give you a nice 'private lesson.' Trust me, right? These tits aren't messing around."
I winked seductively and reached for his scorching pillar. If I drained a couple rounds first... he'd last in the main event.
The instant my fingers touched his heat, a bestial "nirvana groan" burst from Gwang-tae.
"Haaau~! Teacher~ Whoa~!!"
No need to even cup my breasts for a "valley"—this tight knit already squeezed them center, forming a chewy, deep "titpussy" tighter than most real ones.
I gently escorted Gwang-tae's cock under the knit, into my cleavage. -Plop! The moment it touched, he shuddered.
"Uwa~ Teacher!! This feels insane! Haa, it's just like a real pussy! No, softer!!"
What does a pussy-less guy know about "real"...? He screamed in ecstasy and thrust his hot pillar fearlessly between my tits. -Shluck! Squish!
Precum lubed it, but his brutal "rage thrust" overwhelmed. "Uwaaaa~!!" -Squish~ Squish~ Squish~!!
The friction heat from flesh on flesh shot from my chest straight to my brain.
Ah... so hot! Am I gonna burn? Need lube or... fuck that!!
Truth be told, this was my first real paizuri too. I had no idea offering raw tits would be this scorching and overwhelming.
Gwang-tae ravaged my breasts, panting like a beast nonstop.
"Haa~ Teacher Yeon-woo, why are your tits so chewy? It's sucking my dick like a vacuum. Ugh, too good! I could die here happy!"
His hip pumps turned manic. Each rough up-down made my tits wave like the sea around his pillar.
"Uwa~ Titpussy squeezes like a bitch~! Teacher, your whole body's a pussy!"
Every filthy word from him domed goosebumps across my skin, triggering another "love juice explosion" between my legs.
"Gwang-tae~ Hnngh, slower... haa, smoke's gonna rise from Teacher's tits!"
"Ughak Teacher!! Your titpussy's the best!! Uwaaaaa!"
Gwang-tae's movements hit critical. His eyes rolled back, muscles steel-hard. Ten seconds to cum—signal clear.
"Gwang-tae! Cum! Cum in my mouth!! I'll drink it all, hurry!!"
I gaped my mouth, devoutly awaiting his "protein shake." A way to make up for my sly fox tricks(?) on him.
Gwang-tae arched his back like a bow and roared like a beast.
"Uwaaaaa~!!"
"Ah~!!"
Scream synced with his cocktip erupting hot white ropes like rockets through the air. -Splurt! Splatter! Splat!!
"Hua? Kek??"
"......??"
Gwang-tae's dick curved left—a classic "lefty shooter." Obvious which hand he jerked with. His hot semen no-look-passed my lips, aiming for my hair.
"Ah..."
Regretting the miss, he eyed below me.
"Haa... haa... Teacher... Instead, I'll... properly creampie your pussy..."
"?!!!"
My mind flashed alert. Vaginal creampie?!! This mad bastard??
