Chapter 22. I'm not good enough.
Chapter 22. I'm not good enough.
Ttoreureureu. Beaded sweat trickled down smooth skin, then slipped into a deep valley and disappeared. As if my nose had just plunged in and out.
"I'm sorry..."
I immediately apologized. Because I heard Lim Seo-yoon scream in surprise, 'Hik!?'
If I had been handsome, this could have become a plausible situation where we might develop into something where I could pull all sorts of lewd pranks, but I was someone who never forgot Tess-hyung's teachings.
It means I know myself well.
It was only natural to think there was no way I could end up in a situation where I'd be engaging in lewd pranks with a beauty like Lim Seo-yoon when I hadn't even received the Modification from Choi Yeon-ju yet.
Until Lim Seo-yoon spoke like this.
"Wha...what happened...?"
What the. You were surprised earlier. That's why you went 'Hik!?' Are you pretending not to know?
I racked my brains so fast I wondered if my brain had ever spun this quickly in my life.
What should I say in this situation? When an unfounded confidence surged that even Choi Yeon-ju couldn't keep up with my thinking right now, the answer I chose was this.
"Th...that's right...? 'Seonsaengnim.'"
Whether it was because I used the word 'seonsaengnim', I saw the cleavage right in front of me tremble.
It's shaking more than I thought? It wasn't shaking this much before?
Surely it's not trembling more because I buried my nose in her cleavage just now?
I wasn't sure, but I had a strong hunch that was the case.
"R...really? Then... um... l...let's start again..."
"Please take care of me, Seonsaengnim."
"Y...yes!"
It's not that blue balls aren't scary. Because it really fucking hurts.
But this situation was completely different from last time, so there was no helping it.
Surely no man could say they didn't want to do it because of blue balls in this situation.
—
The living room was filled only with ragged breaths. It was so silent that no other sound was audible, but if you listened closely, there was one more sound.
Chalssak chalssak. It was the sound of flesh colliding.
The first time he pressed down, it was just a slight touch with his nose. Lim Seo-yoon was no longer surprised. She just slowly raised the hand that had been pressing down on his knees, as if nothing had happened.
The second time he pressed down, his nose, which had burrowed into her cleavage, moved a little. Lim Seo-yoon flinched. Because Seong Byeong-jin's nose rubbed left and right against her cleavage as it dove in and out.
It was an utterly vulgar act, but the body, caught up in the mood, instead felt regret and boredom.
"I'll...I'll press a little harder..."
"Ah, yes. Please do, Seonsaengnim."
It meant he was allowed to bury himself deeper.
It didn't take long for the act to escalate.
The third time he pressed down, Seong Byeong-jin, with his nose buried in Lim Seo-yoon's cleavage, deliberately exhaled.
At the ticklish sensation flowing through her cleavage, Lim Seo-yoon stopped pressing Byeong-jin's knees and trembled.
Seong Byeong-jin was also startled by Lim Seo-yoon's stronger-than-expected reaction, but he breathed a sigh of relief because she was still pretending not to notice.
From here, he lost his mind.
Originally, Seong Byeong-jin was supposed to be holding his own toes together, but his hands naturally grabbed Lim Seo-yoon's waist.
Despite the man's hand gripping her waist, Lim Seo-yoon did not refuse. She just pretended not to know, and gently pressed down on Byeong-jin's spread knees.
Even though he was holding her waist, there was no restraint. There was no way Seong Byeong-jin would refuse.
Just like at first, Byeong-jin gave up trying to keep his back straight by any means.
Whenever Lim Seo-yoon gently pressed down on his knees, Byeong-jin's face buried itself in her cleavage, wrapped by the deeply cut sports bra.
A vulgar smell mixed with sweat and body wash fragrance emanated.
Lim Seo-yoon was pretending not to know.
The game of burying his face in her cleavage under the guise of stretching had begun.
'Fucking amazing...'
Seong Byeong-jin's dick was already about to burst.
He couldn't tell exactly what Lim Seo-yoon was thinking, but he could at least tell that she too wasn't refusing to ride the mood.
His head had already stopped deep thinking.
The awkward atmosphere that would inevitably begin once this situation ended was not something to worry about right now.
As it was pre-exercise stretching, there was no reason for this to last long.
Even though she was excited right now, Lim Seo-yoon, who had awareness as a teacher, knew that.
Three more times. Just three times and then I'll move on to something else. Thinking that, she enjoyed the sensation of Seong Byeong-jin burying his face in her cleavage with each press.
I don't know. The atmosphere felt like it was driving me crazy.
Not long after, the last one.
"Ugh... it's over..."
Lim Seo-yoon announced in a crawling voice. Knowing that it was over, she began to feel embarrassed.
But Seong Byeong-jin wasn't.
"Um... 'Seonsaengnim.'"
"Y...yes!?"
A jittering sensation in her pussy. Lim Seo-yoon, who had been at a loss knowing the awkward atmosphere was coming, answered in surprise.
Seong Byeong-jin lifted his head and stared straight at Lim Seo-yoon. His eyes were blazing with will.
Whether eyes blazing with will made sense in this situation or not, innocent Lim Seo-yoon was lost in that intense gaze.
"It seems... my hip joints haven't fully loosened yet."
"Wha...what?"
"It seems like my hip joints aren't fully loosened. I have a bad feeling I might get injured if I exercise like this, 'Seonsaengnim.'"
There was no bullshit like this bullshit. Heaven knew, earth knew, and even innocent Lim Seo-yoon could clearly see through his intentions—it was nonsense.
But strangely, the fact that it didn't particularly feel bad or embarrassing was more of a problem for Lim Seo-yoon.
Lim Seo-yoon's eyes spun with excitement.
"I-is that so!? W-well... can't be helped...! We have to do it a bit more...!"
"Please, Seonsaengnim."
"Trust me! Jejanim!"
It was the moment when the teacher's and student's thoughts aligned.
Although they hadn't yet engaged in explicitly vulgar conversation, the atmosphere had been created where anyone but an idiot could tell they wanted a vulgar situation.
Seong Byeong-jin suggested, and Lim Seo-yoon accepted.
It was impossible not to anticipate what would happen next.
Lim Seo-yoon bent her upper body again and grabbed Seong Byeong-jin's spread knees. But her posture was strange.
Previously passive, she now blatantly brought her chest to Byeong-jin's face.
As a result, even though she wasn't pressing down on his knees, Byeong-jin's face was deeply buried in Lim Seo-yoon's exposed cleavage.
Seong Byeong-jin was quite a sight too. He didn't keep his face still.
The thread of reason had already snapped.
There was a saying that it was fine as long as you got to Seoul, even if you went sideways.
Choi Yeon-ju's warning never to have sex. Having absurdly realized its true meaning, Seong Byeong-jin was reciting to himself, 'As long as I don't have sex, I'm safe.'
They hadn't said it outright, but the atmosphere was already explicit.
Seong Byeong-jin shook his head and savored Lim Seo-yoon's cleavage, already buried in it.
"Ah... haaang..."
A small moan escaped Lim Seo-yoon's lips.
No one was making a fuss about it.
The pretext of pressing down on his knees to help with hip joint stretching had already been thrown in the trash.
They barely kept a hand on his knees to create an excuse. He hadn't properly pressed down on his knees at all, and Byeong-jin's hands were tightly gripping Lim Seo-yoon's waist.
In a suffocating silence, Byeong-jin was enjoying Lim Seo-yoon's chest.
"Do I... do I smell or something...?"
Lim Seo-yoon gathered courage and asked.
Everyone already knew this act wasn't stretching.
They were just pretending not to know.
She had no doubt that Byeong-jin, who was now indulging in her cleavage, would accept her.
Originally, most problems in this house were caused by Seong Byeong-jin.
It was the same now.
At the suddenly heart-stoppingly explicit question, Seong Byeong-jin, who had been blatantly enjoying the softness of her cleavage, felt his mind go blank.
There must have been many words.
But in this surreal situation and atmosphere, the only things he had learned were lines from porn and manga.
It was natural for his brain to first think of words related to that.
"It smells lewd and vulgar, Seonsaengnim."
"Vu...vulgar... haa... huuu..."
But that worked.
Because Lim Seo-yoon was the same.
All the sexual knowledge she had was also from sex education at school and porn she'd seen when young.
By the time Lim Seo-yoon asked about the smell, the excuse of stretching had already lost its meaning.
Both Seong Byeong-jin and Lim Seo-yoon. Since both realized this was a lewd act, she didn't find it strange.
Because to her, that line seemed like something that could be natural.
She just thought this.
'I... guess I really do smell vulgar...'
There were lines like that in the porn featuring female teachers that she had looked up before coming here.
Vulgar teacher. Vulgar pussy. And plenty of other obscene words hard to say.
Rather, wasn't this on the light side?
Byeong-jin's blatant reply awakened the woman in Lim Seo-yoon even more.
"Do you... want to smell more...?"
"I want to smell it all day, Seonsaengnim."
"Huuu... keep smelling it..."
The word 'seonsaengnim' was also a problem.
Now she could tell her crotch was wet without even touching it.
Exercise was already a lost cause.
Moreover, no one in this mansion wanted to break this mood.
Lim Seo-yoon let go of the hand she had placed on Byeong-jin's knees and embraced his head.
Burying his face in Lim Seo-yoon's soft cleavage, Byeong-jin trembled with happiness and asked.
"Can I lick it?"
"Wh...where...?"
"Seonsaengnim's cleavage..."
"Ah..."
Lim Seo-yoon's face flushed as if it would burst.
Lick. That word couldn't sound more lewd.
Lim Seo-yoon didn't reply.
She just hugged Byeong-jin's head even tighter.
Silent affirmation.
In her cleavage, a wet and smooth sensation began to crawl.
"Ha... haa.. huu... huuung..."
Originally sensitive body from ability use, the orange juice she drank without realizing, and the suggestion Choi Yeon-ju had placed. Due to the combination of these three, Lim Seo-yoon was already not in a mental state where she could refuse.
The ticklishness of Byeong-jin's tongue crawling along her cleavage was replaced by pleasure just from enduring it, traveling through her body.
The hand that had been holding her waist naturally moved down.
The slowly descending hand settled on her buttocks covered in leggings.
Lim Seo-yoon liked that too.
Because grabbing her butt was more stable than her waist.
It was already a situation where he had his face buried in her cleavage, letting his tongue crawl.
It wasn't a situation to be surprised over a mere hand groping her butt.
Byeong-jin might not know, but Lim Seo-yoon was pure white.
She didn't know how boring and dull normal sex between a man and a woman was.
Like Byeong-jin, she had gained knowledge from porn made for vulgar viewing from the start.
"Smell my... smell a lot... Jejanim..."
"Where smell, Seonsaengnim?"
"Aang... che...chest smell..."
"What kind of chest smell?"
"Huuu... vulgar and lewd chest smell..."
It was a coincidence that the conversation could be abnormal.
Byeong-jin was lucky.
He too was not in his right mind in this situation.
Maybe Choi Yeon-ju had made a mistake.
Because she hadn't expected Byeong-jin to be this much of a moron.
Having already given himself over to sexual desire, the words coming out of his mouth were completely unfiltered.
It meant that if his partner hadn't been the innocent Lim Seo-yoon, it could have gone disastrously wrong many times over.
"Breast Pussy."
"Y...yes?"
"From now on, call this Breast Pussy."
"Bre...Breast Pussy?"
"Yes. Breast Pussy. What do you call it?"
"Ugh..."
Lim Seo-yoon faltered at the suddenly appearing vulgar word.
A normal person should have realized they were fucked at this point.
But Byeong-jin was not normal.
"What's this called, Seonsaengnim?"
"Haa... haaaeung!"
Lim Seo-yoon's head snapped back.
It was because she couldn't be used to such a vulgar atmosphere.
Thanks to the tingling sensation from her pussy at the word 'seonsaengnim', Lim Seo-yoon's pussy was already leaking love juice.
"A...Breast Pussy..."
"It's the vulgar and lewd seonsaengnim's Breast Pussy."
"Vu...vulgar and lewd... seo...haaeng..! seonsaengnim's Breast Pussy..."
"Shall I smell it for you?"
"Yes..."
"And lick it too?"
"Yes... please smell and lick... the vulgar and lewd seonsaengnim's Breast Pussy..."
Lim Seo-yoon nodded and answered in a crawling voice.
She was trembling as she enjoyed the subtle pleasure.
'I... said pussy in front of a man...'
It felt like dopamine was surging.
Although it was a sound that came out unintentionally, swept away by the mood and the absurd situation, the fact that she did it remained unchanged.
Uttering a socially taboo word was an act that brought more catharsis than one might think.
Byeong-jin's reaction also played a part.
There was no way Byeong-jin would dislike Lim Seo-yoon for saying that word.
Rather, he would be more excited if anything, and he was excited even now.
That greatly shook Lim Seo-yoon's perception.
She thought it was an embarrassing word, too embarrassing to even say.
But when she actually spat it out, the situation was different.
The other was excited, and she was also excited.
No one was blaming Lim Seo-yoon for uttering that word.
That reduced the shame of Lim Seo-yoon, who had uttered an obscene word.
It was the completion of an atmosphere where Lim Seo-yoon wanted to gather courage.
"My butt... please grope my butt too..."
"Understood, Seonsaengnim."
Byeong-jin's hand, which had been holding her butt, clenched tightly.
Then he spread it wide to both sides.
As her pussy, which had been pressed by flesh, was revealed, a cool sensation reached her pussy.
Lim Seo-yoon trembled again.
It was an exciting situation, as if she might get a nosebleed.
"You can't keep your mind off... seonsaengnim's Breast Pussy..."
"Because it's so delicious..."
"You... terrible jejanim... terrible jejanim. There. There."
Lim Seo-yoon, who was beginning to have enough leeway to treat it as a game, lifted the hand that had been resting on his shoulder and playfully flicked Byeong-jin's head.
Byeong-jin, who had been flicked, buried his face even more violently in Lim Seo-yoon's cleavage.
Lim Seo-yoon giggled.
"Do you like seonsaengnim's Breast Pussy that much?"
"Don't you like it, Seonsaengnim?"
"No, my vulgar and lewd Breast Pussy. Every time you lick it, it feels so good."
"It's your fault for having such a lewd breast, Seonsaengnim."
"Aang... so do you hate it...?"
"No. I love it, Seonsaengnim."
"Should we skip exercise today?"
Lim Seo-yoon asked suggestively.
Because she didn't have the nerve to pull herself together and exercise after this situation ended.
Byeong-jin, who had already been thinking that, nodded with his face buried in her chest.
Again Lim Seo-yoon giggled.
"Yeah... then today, all day training to smell seonsaengnim's Breast Pussy..."
"For four hours, right."
"Hmm... what should I do..."
Lim Seo-yoon thought.
Originally, four hours was right.
But she didn't want to set a time in this situation.
Choi Yeon-ju wouldn't be back until evening anyway.
There was plenty of time.
The important thing was that there was no need to set it right now.
"The floor is uncomfortable. Shall we go to the sofa?"
"Training properly is important."
"Ahaha. Right? Let's do it properly."
Lim Seo-yoon smiled and nodded.
Seong Byeong-jin, with his face still buried in her cleavage, tightly hugged her waist and lifted her up.
Surprised by the unexpected strength, Lim Seo-yoon giggled and hugged Byeong-jin's head.
Byeong-jin waddled to the sofa grunting, then sat on the long sofa.
"Eek!"
"Are you okay, Seonsaengnim?"
"Ah, I'm fine. I thought I was falling."
Lim Seo-yoon smiled sheepishly and stroked Byeong-jin's head.
It was a similar pose to before.
She deliberately didn't lie down.
Because the position of hugging each other facing each other had a much larger skin contact area.
Lim Seo-yoon, without anyone having taught her, naturally wrapped her legs around Byeong-jin's waist.
"Now, let's do it again. It's my chest~ It's your seonsaengnim's vulgar and lewd Breast Pussy~"
"Say more, Seonsaengnim."
"Sh-shall I~? Lick seonsaengnim's Breast Pussy... Make me feel good..."
Lim Seo-yoon played coy.
Lim Seo-yoon, who had turned this situation into a game, unconsciously immersed herself in the role of teacher.
Byeong-jin let go of the hand that was holding her butt.
Although a unbelievably vulgar situation had unfolded, because of Choi Yeon-ju's warning, it was hard to keep his hand near her pussy.
Moreover, it was a fine position even if he took his hand off her butt.
It wasn't as if there was nowhere else to put his hands.
"Ah..."
"I can touch, right? Seonsaengnim."
Byeong-jin's hand cupped her breast as if lifting it.
At the question from her disciple who was already gently gripping her breast, Lim Seo-yoon let out a brief gasp and then chuckled.
"Yes... you can touch it."
Instinctively, his hand gripping her breast tightened.
"Haaaeung!"
All Lim Seo-yoon could do was tremble and enjoy this situation and the sexual sensations.