The Daily Life of a Sex Slave Professor (1)
After that weekend with my aunt and Minyoung, a period of mundane daily life followed. I went to school, attended lectures, and when I was bored, I’d take Minyoung to the gym to play, or occasionally, I’d make use of my sex slave, Professor Song Eunchae...
Friday, around 1:00 PM, at Song Eunchae’s office.
"Haa... haa... ha-eung... heu-eut... ha, haa..."
Before her class began, she was sprawled out on the sofa, being thoroughly impaled by me. This was the time of week I usually visited to make use of my sex slave, Song Eunchae. Her skirt was hiked up above her hips, and her pantyhose and panties were bunched together around her thighs. I grabbed her hips and spread them wide to expose her anus more explicitly, attacking her pussy from behind.
Perhaps beautiful women have beautiful anuses, too; the chrysanthemum-shaped folds, slightly pulsing, formed a neat, symmetrical pattern. I coated my index finger with the pussy juice dripping down and rubbed those folds, circling them gently.
"Haa... th-that, not there. Heu-ang... no..."
She reacted violently, clenching her anus tight. The pressure exerted on my cock became significantly stronger as well.
"You say 'no,' but your pussy is clenching so hard. You actually like it here, don't you?"
I pressed firmly into the center with the finger that had been rubbing her folds. As she clamped down on my cock as if to snap it, I forced my way through, pushing even harder.
"Heu-aang... ha-ang... no... I'm going crazy... heu-ang... please..."
"You have talent for this side, too. I'll make sure to break you in there soon, so look forward to it."
Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack...
Every time my pubic bone slammed into her, her buttocks rippled. I raised my hand and struck them hard.
SLAP!
"Heuk..."
Her pussy, already tight from my fingering, constricted once more. Feeling that delightful pressure, I pounded away until the urge to ejaculate surged. I pushed my cock in to the hilt and flooded her with my seed.
"It feels so good... heu-aang... I'm, I'm coming... haaaaang..."
Gush... gush... splurt... spluuurrrrt...
Her pussy, clenching tightly, tasted exceptionally good today. Seeing her sensitive reaction to the anal stimulation she wasn't used to, I decided I’d have to develop that back door soon. I had to break in my other bitch, too...
Thinking this, I pulled my cock out of her pussy.
Schlick...
"A-eung... haa... haa..."
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Haa... it felt insanely good."
"That's a relief. You tasted delicious today, too. Clean me up."
"Yes. Ha-um..."
Slurp... slurp... lick... lick...
Song Eunchae now performed her cleaning blowjob as if it were the most natural thing in the world, without any resistance.
"When are you meeting your boyfriend?"
"Slurp... this evening. Why do you ask?"
"I thought I might make your date a bit more enjoyable."
At my sudden remark, she looked at me with question marks in her eyes.
"Tell me the location and time. Don't worry, I'm not planning to get in the way of the two of you."
"Haa... alright."
The meeting place Song Eunchae provided was a Japanese restaurant. I watched from nearby around 7:00 PM, and after confirming she had entered with her boyfriend, I followed them in a short while later. It was a rather high-end place; both of them had good jobs and money to spare, so their standards were high. Thinking it would be nice to bring my aunt here next time, I took a room next to theirs, ordered a two-person course, and spent the time eating alone.
It was a room with floor seating where you could dangle your legs under the table. Once the main dish and dessert were served, I requested that no more staff enter, and sent her a message.
A moment later, the door opened, and Song Eunchae entered with a slightly anxious expression.
"What are you trying to do right now?"
"Come here and take off your panties. We don't have much time."
"Haa... don't tell me you're planning to do it here?"
"It's thrilling and fun, isn't it? Have you never done this while dating? I stood up, pulled her toward me as she hesitated, hiked her skirt above her hips, and ruthlessly pulled down her panties."
"Keep your voice down. The soundproofing doesn't seem that great..."
After that, I stroked her clit with my middle finger, parted the center of her pussy, and began to grind.
"Hup... w-wait, stop... hup..."
Since her pussy wasn't wet yet, I shoved my finger into her mouth to coat it with saliva, then wetted her pussy again before inserting it into the hole, focusing my attack on her bumpy G-spot.
"Hup... heu-eut... hup..."
She was busy covering her mouth with her palm to suppress her moans. Although the location was nerve-wracking, she loved being taken forcibly and roughly, so her pussy quickly grew wet. Once she was lubricated, I turned her around to face the wall, pulled out my cock, aligned it with her pussy, and thrust it in to the root in one go.
"Heu-eep... hup... hup..."
"You have to be quiet. Your boyfriend is right next door... What will you do if you get caught?"
I whispered into her earlobe as she arched her neck toward the ceiling, letting out muffled moans, and moved my hips. I slipped one hand inside her blouse, pushed up her bra, grabbed her breast that filled my hand, and pinched her nipple with my thumb and index finger.
"Hup... heu-eep... hup... hup..."
My other hand clamped over her mouth to keep the sound from leaking out as I shook my hips rapidly. I didn't thrust to the very end to avoid the sound of our buttocks colliding, but since I had some size, it must have felt deeper than the average man. I stopped after thrusting to the root, pulled her body hard against mine, and held the position, pressing the glans against her cervix until she could barely breathe.
"Heuuuuup... euuuup..."
Her eyes went unfocused, and as she was about to lose her reason, I bit her earlobe to bring her back to her senses and whispered again.
"How does it feel? Thrilling, right?"
"Heuuuung... good... it's good... thrust... thrust harder..."
"That won't do. For now, this is it..."
Schlick...
"Ha-eu-euk..."
The moment I pulled my cock out just as her excitement was peaking, she looked at me with eyes full of confusion and pleading. Ignoring her, I pulled up her panties, put them back on, and lowered her skirt.
"Haa..."
I gave the order to leave to her, as she sighed with a look of resentment like a child who had her candy taken away.
"Quite a bit of time has passed, so go back now. If you change seats, contact me again..."
"You mean person... You get me all heated up and just tell me to go?"
"Go have a drink with your boyfriend and head to a hotel. Service him so he's as satisfied as possible, and put him to sleep. I'll fill your dissatisfaction twice over."
"You haven't forgotten, have you? My instruction to only chase physical pleasure. Today, I'll provide you with thrill, fun, and pleasure, so just enjoy the process. I told you not to carry useless guilt. You understand?"
"Haa... yes. I understand."
"Good. Now go. My pretty sex slave. Oh! And don't take any cum inside. I don't want to put mine into a pussy filled by another guy."
"You're a really bad man, seriously..."
I patted her buttocks as she lingered, and sent her back.
After finishing their meal, the two of them went to a cocktail bar. It was a bar with a simple atmosphere perfect for a couple to have a drink, and while they took a table, I sat at the bar. It was fortunate that there was no place less awkward for drinking alone than a bar. Or perhaps Song Eunchae had been considerate of me... she was a sensible woman.
I sat in a position where I could see their table from a distance, and the bartender came over to greet me. Among the two bartenders, a man and a woman, it was the woman who came to me.
"Hello? Are you here alone?"
"Yes. I just wanted to have a quick drink."
She was a rather pretty woman with a cat-like face and a ponytail, appearing to be in her mid-twenties. There were probably quite a few customers who came just to see her.
"Is there something you usually drink?"
"No. It's my first time at a cocktail bar... could you recommend something? Something with a bit of a kick but easy to drink."
"Then how about a Black Russian? It mixes vodka and Kahlua, so it's slightly sweet but has a high alcohol content."
"Let's try that."
I ordered the Black Russian recommended by the bartender and some simple snacks, occasionally observing Song Eunchae out of the corner of my eye. The atmosphere between the two seemed fine. Perhaps Song Eunchae was trying hard to lighten her emotional burden.
A moment later, the cocktail arrived. Taking a sip of the light cola-colored Black Russian, I found that, just as the bartender described, the sweet taste of Kahlua added to the strong vodka made it much easier to drink.
"How is it? Does it taste okay?"
"Yes. It's good. Thank you."
"Don't mention it! It's my job."
"You look young, but may I ask what you do?"
She naturally continued the conversation with me, who was sitting alone.
"I'm a university student."
"Oh my! Is that so? You look like a student, but your aura has such weight that I wasn't sure."
Actually, that was true. When I frown or keep a blank expression, most women are overwhelmed by my presence and can't even strike up a conversation. This woman was a professional who dealt with many people, and she was in a position where she had to lead the conversation, so she was doing this much.
"May I ask which university you attend?"
"Yes. I attend Korea University."
"Wow! You must be a great student?"
"I just worked hard..."
"But you're handsome, tall, and have a great body. You have it all. You're a total 'mom's friend's son'!"
"You're too kind. But my personality is bad."
"Hahaha, you're funny, too."
No matter what I threw out, it turned into a compliment. Most of what she said was true. But if she praised me so openly, it was a bit embarrassing. There were many people whose egos would swell, but that type didn't suit me... Actually, looking at the desire of that woman who appeared during our conversation, it was [He's the best among the men I've seen lately. If he makes a move, I might even give him my virginity...]. I thought she would naturally have a lot of experience, but a virgin? I was slightly interested in this unexpected side of her, but today I had to take care of my sex slave, so I'd have to come back another time.
I spent time chatting like that, and when they had finished about two cocktails, I sent her a message.
I sent the message, stood up, and went to the restroom. There weren't many customers, so the restroom had been empty for a while, and when she appeared a moment later, I grabbed her wrist, shoved her into the innermost stall, and locked the door.
"This is the men's restroom, isn't it? Are you crazy?"
"We have to be quiet if we don't want to get caught, right?"
"No way! Here, too?"
"That 'no way' is correct, so take off your panties quickly."
"Haa... how did I end up..."
While saying that, she hiked up her skirt with eyes full of anticipation and took off her panties with her own hands. When I felt her pussy with my hand, it was still wet with the lubrication she had shed at the Japanese restaurant.
"Heut..."
"We can do it right away. Sit on the toilet, lean back, and spread your legs."
After sitting her on the toilet and spreading her legs wide, I admired the sight for a moment.
"It's a nice sight. Like a sex toilet..."