Chapter 44. Do you think that's easy?

Im Seo-yoon was happy just to be on top of Byeong-jin's butt while he was lying face down. Wouldn't she be? Byeong-jin had the kind of looks that wouldn't be popular with women, and despite all the "things" that happened during training, he was such a naive, inexperienced guy that he'd never even taken his penis out.

But the only person in the whole world who thought that was Im Seo-yoon; the person in question didn't know it.

And right now, that person in question.

'I wish her breasts were a little firmer...'

He was in a situation where he was kneading her breasts while thinking thoughts like that. Furthermore, she thought she was enjoying herself enough, but she didn't know herself that while she was kneading her breasts like she was kneading rice cakes, she was instinctively avoiding the nipple area.

The only truly innocent person here was Im Seo-yoon.

"I'm going down! Teacher!"

"Yes~"

Ignorance is bliss; only Im Seo-yoon, who didn't know what Seong Byeong-jin was thinking right now, was excited. Anyway, even though she was touching his chest so blatantly, he was pretending not to know. It was better to just view this as a play. Why was Im Seo-yoon innocent? Because she should have assumed Byeong-jin was having lewd thoughts just from the fact that he was pretending not to know, but she couldn't do that.

Since this kind of relationship was new to her, it was the limitation of a hymen-holder who could only think about things from her own perspective.

"Ughhh!"

Byeong-jin's arms, which were coming back up, were trembling. Im Seo-yoon quickly reached out to Byeong-jin's chest. Im Seo-yoon liked it when he struggled. It was like creating a justification to help him.

But what Byeong-jin was doing right now wasn't exercise, it was closer to stretching. It wasn't like push-ups where he supported most of his weight with his arms; it was an exercise where he pushed the floor with his arms while lying face down. There wasn't a man in this world who would find this difficult.

"Okay~ Hang in there~"

"P-please help me a little more! Teacher!"

"Hehehe... Yes..."

Byeong-jin was just pretending to struggle. Honestly, he could do 60 of these exercises in a minute, but this was a situation where there was no need to do them well. Byeong-jin performed method acting. He trembled, and even wiggled his butt as if he were out of strength.

"Haaaa..."

"Huh? Teacher?"

"Ah! It's nothing..."

Im Seo-yoon had already drunk Byeong-jin's pre-cum. Her pussy was already heated up. No matter how much she kneaded Seong Byeong-jin's chest, Seong Byeong-jin wouldn't ejaculate from his chest. The penis that had been painful from an erection just a moment ago didn't even show signs of getting an erection, as if it had already felt that Im Seo-yoon's touch was familiar.

If they kept playing this kind of game, the probability of Im Seo-yoon beating Seong Byeong-jin was practically zero.

Im Seo-yoon, who didn't know anything and thought she was sexually harassing Byeong-jin, but the reality was flowing in the exact opposite direction.

"Guoooooh!"

"O-okay... H-hang in there~"

Byeong-jin started to find it fun as well. This woman on top of his butt seemed to have gotten so carried away that she looked like she would enjoy herself alone no matter what she did. The crotch that had been rubbing against his butt earlier—Im Seo-yoon might not know it, but it was subtly moving back and forth. It seemed like her body was moving instinctively to find sexual pleasure.

Byeong-jin wiggled his butt. Im Seo-yoon was sitting on it, but how much could she weigh? Even if it wasn't enough to make her fly up, making her bounce up and down a couple of times was possible for Byeong-jin.

As Byeong-jin wiggled his butt, Im Seo-yoon's body bounced up and down as if she were doing cowgirl.

"Huk?! Ahuk!? Hik?"

Just as Byeong-jin was a virgin, Im Seo-yoon was also a virgin. Im Seo-yoon, who had only just realized the level of masturbation that tickles the pussy while watching porn, was an innocent woman, no matter how much she pretended to be a teacher. Since she didn't even know about things like corner masturbation, the pleasure felt in her pussy, which was being pressed against Byeong-jin's butt as her floating body came down, was bound to be unfamiliar.

Pressure masturbation, commonly called childhood masturbation, is a masturbation method that gives a completely different pleasure from sexual intercourse. Corner masturbation falls under this, and the reason it's called childhood masturbation was simple. It was because the period of entering by feeling pleasure while brushing against the corner of a desk belonged to a younger age group compared to other masturbation methods.

Pressure masturbation is a masturbation method that feels a different pleasure from general clitoral masturbation. In the case of women, if they got a taste for corner masturbation, there were even people who only did corner masturbation for the rest of their lives. It was highly addictive because it obtained greater pleasure faster than general masturbation.

It was a pleasure with a different depth from the clitoral masturbation Im Seo-yoon usually did.

"Huuuung...."

Im Seo-yoon's body trembled. It was dangerous. She almost went. To endure it, she put in so much strength that her butt trembled. All of this happened on top of Byeong-jin's butt.

There was no way Byeong-jin didn't know.

"Hut! Hut! Huuuut!"

Bounce, bounce.

"Ang! Hng! Huk!"

Kneading breasts? Im Seo-yoon didn't have time to be doing just that right now. The pleasure blooming from her pussy, pressed by her body weight every time she bounced, was indescribable. What do you mean words? It was a pleasure to the point where it was difficult to even control her body properly. Im Seo-yoon, who had been hurriedly kneading his chest, couldn't do anything but grab Byeong-jin's waist and tremble.

'This is fucking fun.'

Byeong-jin was having fun. Because that bright and innocent Im Seo-yoon had drunk orange juice with his pre-cum in it, and even with playful suggestions cast on Choi Yeon-ju, she had become a woman who did this kind of thing without even knowing it herself. Whether it was unconscious or intentional, he didn't know, but it was funny that she was pressing her pussy against his butt all by herself, even when Byeong-jin wasn't wiggling.

"Heuk.. Heuuuk... Huk...."

"Teacher? Are you okay?"

"I-I'm okay... O-one more time..."

"This?"

Bounce.

"Heu! T-the... a-arms..."

"Ah. Understood!"

Byeong-jin nodded and started stretching again. A completely different situation unfolded from before. He wasn't touching her arms, nor was he pulling her shoulders. He wasn't even kneading the breasts he had been sexually harassing all along.

While Byeong-jin was just doing his stretches properly, Im Seo-yoon was in a situation where she was absorbed in pressure masturbation, which she was attempting for the first time in her life, on top of the butt she was sitting on to help him.

Sweat beaded up. Her breasts, which couldn't be called small, also swayed and moved as she moved while putting her weight into it. In the first place, there was no need for Im Seo-yoon to be sitting there at the point where she wasn't helping Byeong-jin, but neither Byeong-jin nor ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Im Seo-yoon thought that part was strange. Byeong-jin had no intention of telling her, and Im Seo-yoon didn't have the mental capacity to realize it.

Squish. Squish. The leggings, which had already given up their role, made a sticky sound with the vaginal fluid Im Seo-yoon had shed. Im Seo-yoon's gaze was fixed there. On Byeong-jin's pants. On the stain where the vaginal fluid she had shed was smeared.

That was why she couldn't think that Byeong-jin had already given up on stretching and was resting while listening to the ASMR of Im Seo-yoon's real-time pressure masturbation.

"Huuuung. Heuk. Haaaa.... Hek! Hek!"

She was already no different from a beast. Her legs, which had been kneeling gently, were spread in an M-shape with her soles planted. That way, the weight would be applied more dramatically. Her pussy, wrapped in leggings and a thong, was crushed here and there by Im Seo-yoon's weight, stimulating her clitoris.

A woman's clitoris has a part inside the body that is incomparably larger than the part that sticks out. It is buried under the labia majora skin in the shape of an upside-down letter U. Pressure masturbation stimulates the clitoris that sticks out, but it is a masturbation method that is easy to stimulate even inside. That's why it's highly addictive and the quality of pleasure is different.

Even more so for Im Seo-yoon, who had even drunk Byeong-jin's pre-cum, it could be said that it was natural, in a way, for her to give up thinking and rub her pussy against a stranger's butt like a monkey who had just learned to masturbate.

Byeong-jin was moved. Although he had hugged, bitten, and sucked with Im Seo-yoon until now, this was the first time he had seen her immersed in masturbation, ignoring even the excuse of training. Even if it looked like it hadn't changed, it was very different. It was the first time Im Seo-yoon had been this disheveled of her own volition.

Just looking at her eyes, it was obvious she wasn't in her right mind. A hint of madness could even be seen in Im Seo-yoon's eyes. Normally, he shouldn't say things like this, but Byeong-jin judged that this time, it wouldn't matter even if he sexually harassed Im Seo-yoon blatantly.

"Does it feel good? Teacher?"

"Y-yes? W-what? Hek... Hek..."

Im Seo-yoon reacted. She hadn't heard it properly, but she asked back. But that was it. She didn't stop the action of rubbing her pussy using Byeong-jin's butt as a masturbation tool. She had already lost the leeway to stop the act of her own volition.

Squish. Squish.

Only Im Seo-yoon's breathing and the sticky friction sounds echoed in the quiet living room.

"I asked if it feels good. Does it, Teacher?"

"U...huuu....u... So... Sorry... Apologies...."

Im Seo-yoon came to her senses. She realized that Byeong-jin wasn't stretching and was watching. Im Seo-yoon's face, which was already red, flushed as if it were about to burst from the shame that surged up. But that was it. There was no stopping her waist from moving back and forth.

"So...sorry...that.... Haaaa...."

"I guess it feels good?"

"Ye...yes.... P-please don't look..."

Im Seo-yoon's mind went blank. She was already in a state of resignation. She had lost her mind on her student's butt and rubbed her pussy. And she got caught doing it. There was no point in stopping now. She was embarrassed, but since it had come to this, Im Seo-yoon's head was filled with the thought that it was better to finish after feeling a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠proper climax.

If only he had pretended not to know. Unreasonable resentment toward Byeong-jin sprouted up. If he had just pretended not to know, she would have done this to herself every day. Now that they both knew, she couldn't do this anymore.

No. It's dangerous. The premonition that she was about to go surged up. Zzarr. The pleasure that made her core tremble began to poke its head out. It was a pleasure she was experiencing for the first time in her life. Thanks to the heavy pleasure unique to pressure masturbation, Im Seo-yoon's mouth began to open little by little.

It's coming.

It's coming.

"Huuueeeeeeet!"

It was a different kind of pleasure from the pleasure Byeong-jin's fingers had given her when they had stroked her pussy before. If that was a pleasure like fireworks going off inside her body, as if lightning had swept through her spine, this time it was a pleasure like a levee hit by a tsunami. There was no way Im Seo-yoon's body could withstand it in the giant tidal wave. She could only be swept away here and there, pushed by the force.

Shhhhh.....

The smell of ammonia spread out. Im Seo-yoon, who had been trembling all over and floundering in pleasure, felt like her heart had fallen to the floor, but she could only despair because she couldn't control her body right now.

What do I do...

"Wow...."

Only Byeong-jin's exclamation flowed quietly.

ㅡ

Im Seo-yoon, who had performed public urination on my butt, got up without a word and ran to the bathroom. Every time she ran, urine drops splattered from the leggings that had been drinking Im Seo-yoon's pee, but I didn't say anything after seeing that.

Because I was moved.

As expected, squirts and pee are different. The smell, the color, they all had their own turn-ons. Squirts are good, and pee is good. Right now, the pee was incredibly hot.

If the day comes again when Im Seo-yoon squirts, I think I'll be turned on by the squirt then.

I hear the sound of water falling. She's probably washing up, right? Since I couldn't go into the bathroom anyway, it was right to clean up the living room first. Because my pants and underwear were soaked with pee because Im Seo-yoon peed on my butt.

With my huge penis, I walked awkwardly, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠grabbed a rag, threw my pants and underwear into the laundry room, and wiped the floor. I don't know how much she peed, but it was like a river. Originally, it should be normal to feel nauseous at someone else's poop or pee, even if I don't care about my own, but since I thought it was pee that Im Seo-yoon had peed, it was a situation where I actually wanted to smell it.

The pee Im Seo-yoon peed feels like it would be fragrant.

Sniff sniff.

"Uoek...."

Fuck.

I almost threw up for real. Ah! No matter how beautiful she is, the pee after the act makes you nauseous! I don't care about seeing it or wiping it, and I don't even care about the smell rising up, but I realized that even for me, it's impossible to put my nose to a rag soaked in pee and smell it.

When I watch porn, they call it golden shower and they pee in each other's mouths, are they crazy?

But if Im Da-eun or Im Seo-yoon asked me to let them pee on me, I wouldn't not be willing to take it. I'd probably think about it and then agree.

Im Seo-yoon washed for a long time. She only came out of the bathroom after I had wiped up all the pee that had spilled while I was moving around the living room, and after I had changed my underwear and pants. Since I knew there were no clothes to change into in the middle, I had no choice but to lend her my clothes again. So the clothes she came out wearing now were also my clothes.

Come to think of it, I think I've lent Im Seo-yoon about three sets of my clothes?

Why isn't she bringing them back?

Now I don't even have clothes.

Im Seo-yoon was just heading to the entrance with her head buried in the floor, as if she really wanted to die this time. I knew well that in this situation, comforting Im Seo-yoon would only worsen the situation.

Therefore, when Im Seo-yoon was leaving the entrance and trying to say goodbye, I said this to her.

"T...today, I... I'm really sorry..."

"Today's training was fruitful, Teacher."

"....Yes?"

"I look forward to the next training as well!"

"........"

Pretending not to know.

Im Seo-yoon knows, and I know. That Im Seo-yoon wants to do lewd things, and I want to do lewd things.

But I can't use my penis until Im Seo-yoon begs, and Im Seo-yoon is shy. Wouldn't it be better to set a new relationship in times like this?

In the past, I just pretended not to know even during the act.

But I couldn't do that starting today. Why? Because I pretended to know.

So let's stop pretending not to know and do it when we go home.

Next time I see you, I'll do the same thing.

During training, I'll do lewd things blatantly.

But when it's over, I'll forget it.

Isn't Im Seo-yoon not a fool even if she is innocent? Though it doesn't seem like there are many people stupider than me anyway.

Im Seo-yoon looked at me with ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a flushed face, and then curved her eyes like a half-moon. What should I call that expression? It looks like she's shy, it looks like she's happy, and it also looks like she's in heat.

It's a face that turns me on, for starters.

"Yes. See you next time."

"Take care on your way home, 'Teacher.'"

"...Yes ♥"

I have something to brag to Choi Yeon-ju about.