You're Disqualified as a Teacher
I laid Jinhui down on the bed. Her legs, drained of strength, sprawled limply while her chest rose and fell in heavy waves, each ragged breath fighting to settle the lingering tremors of her climax. The soft skin between her thighs glistened, slick with the juices that had overflowed.
"Since you came first, it looks like a punishment is in order."
Jinhui's eyes, still hazy as she caught her breath, flicked upward.
"...What are you even saying? When did we decide punishments were off the table?"
She grumbled, but her legs lacked the power to close. Completely defenseless in the wake of her orgasm. This was always the most delicious moment.
"That's their business, not mine."
I lifted one of her legs and hooked it over my shoulder, turning her onto her side. The position spread her open, revealing her entrance—already twitching, still fluttering from the aftershocks. Her pussy lips quivered faintly, not yet recovered. I pressed the tip against her and rubbed slowly. The wet flesh slid eagerly, clinging as if desperate to swallow me whole.
"Right now, I'm the teacher."
"That kind of... haaah!"
Schlup.
I thrust inside before her complaint could fully form. Jinhui's back arched like a drawn bow, her words dissolving into a sharp cry. The instant I buried myself deep in that sideways position, her fingers clawed at the sheets, knuckles bleaching white.
"Huuu...!"
Her inner walls, thoroughly drenched from the previous climax, welcomed my cock with greedy, rhythmic squeezes. The sensation of hot, slick flesh wrapping me completely, leaving no space untouched—it was almost too sensitive right after her peak. A single slow roll of my hips was enough to make her shoulders tremble.
Slap. Slap.
With each deliberate thrust, broken gasps slipped from her lips.
"Look at you. Getting this wet so easily. Are you sure you can handle doing it properly with me?"
"Wh-what kind of... education... is this... uhaang."
It was adorable how she kept trying to finish her sentences even as her body shook with every deep prod. Her stubborn pride showed in the way she clenched her teeth, refusing to break. That fierce determination not to let me see her crumble had a special flavor when I tore it down.
Slap, slap, slap-slap-slap.
I increased the rhythm. Each time my tip stirred the soaked depths, her ass tightened, the flesh of her inner thighs quivering.
"This is your weak spot. Make sure you remember it from now on. Understood?"
My playful lecture made her eyes roll back. Lying on her side, she buried her face in the sheets as if trying to bite them.
"You... idiot. Haaang... s-stop... huet."
"You need to know your own body. Especially when I'm taking the time to point everything out like this."
I stroked her lower belly gently, then pressed firmly against the spot where her cervix lay. Each deliberate push made her insides clench and release like a fist. Her toes curled tightly in the air.
"Hu... haat... ah..."
Pushii.
Clear fluid gushed out, soaking the bed completely. Even then her mouth hung open, unable to produce sound. Her eyelids drooped halfway, gaze completely unfocused.
Smack.
"Ah!"
I gave her ass a light slap. The resilient flesh jiggled, and her insides clamped down hard. The reflexive contraction gripped my cock with sticky heat.
"Falling asleep while I'm teaching? That deserves a proper scolding."
Smack!
Another strike. Fresh palm prints bloomed across her reddened cheeks. Each impact sent convulsions through her inner walls while her whole body jerked across the sheets. The relentless pleasure made her thrash uncontrollably.
"I... haa... I'm sorry."
Her voice finally surrendered. She turned her head, fingers still white where they gripped the sheets.
I stroked the flushed skin slowly with my palm.
"I'm only doing this because I care about you."
"Th-this..."
She tried to snap back, but the moment I raised my hand she fell silent. Her ass flinched reflexively. She hadn't even been hit, yet her body already remembered. I chuckled softly and patted her.
"You've worked hard today, so I'll give you a reward."
"Hu... reward? ...Hat."
"A creampie."
The moment those words left my lips, her insides squeezed violently. The walls around my cock pulsed, sucking me deeper. She could talk back all she wanted, but her body was brutally honest.
"Did you want it that badly?"
"...N-no."
"Really?"
"..."
"Answer me."
"...Give it to me."
"Then you need to say thank you properly."
"Where's that even...!"
"Politely!"
My firm tone made her lips tremble. Her gaze slid sideways as the flush spread from her ears down her neck. She forced the words out.
"Th-thank you."
The instant she obeyed, I drove my hips forward hard.
Slap-slap-slap.
"Hu... stop... ah..."
Squelch-squelch-squelch.
I didn't stop. I only went faster. Thick white foam bubbled and spilled from where we were joined. The wet, obscene sounds filled every corner of the small studio. Jinhui's back kept lifting and falling against the mattress. Her hand flailed in the air before finding my forearm and clinging desperately.
"No, it feels good... that... ah... haeu."
The mouth that had begged me to stop had changed its tune. Every time a moan of pleasure slipped out, her inner walls tightened even more.
"Haaat...!"
Her thighs convulsed as her insides squeezed with frantic need. The urge to cum rose from deep below. Without slowing, I thrust all the way to the end and pressed firmly against her cervix.
Spurt.
Spururt.
"Haa... haaang...!"
Jinhui's belly spasmed. Even though I filled her completely, excess semen and juices overflowed from our joining, dripping onto the sheets. Her walls kept gulping and squeezing as if trying to drink every drop. Her arms still clung to mine, silently begging me not to pull out.
I stayed buried deep for a long time, not moving. The pulsing contractions inside her gradually calmed. Her breathing slowly evened out.
A trembling hand reached for me.
"Ki... kiss me."
When I leaned down and offered my tongue, she claimed it first, wrapping around it and sucking eagerly. Breaths laced with soft whimpers pushed into my mouth. As our saliva mixed and our tongues tangled, her hand slid around the back of my neck. There was real strength in those fingers, as if she never wanted to let go.
Sluuurp.
Our lips finally parted after a long while, a thin string of saliva stretching between us before breaking. When I withdrew, a soft puff accompanied the thick white semen that oozed from her gaping entrance. Her pussy twitched helplessly, unable to close.
"Haa... haa..."
Only the sound of her rough breathing remained in the studio. Yet her hand rested on her belly, slowly stroking the lower curve as if savoring the feeling of being filled. The corner of her mouth had lifted in the tiniest, satisfied smile.
I lay down beside her and asked, "Did it feel good?"
Jinhui turned her head. With flushed eyes, wet lips, and burning ears, she answered in that familiar grumpy tone.
"...Not really."
"Really?"
"...Ha."
A short sigh. She avoided my eyes, rolled over, and crawled into my arms. Her forehead pressed against the spot just below my collarbone. Though she pretended to turn away, her entire body eventually melted against mine. Warmth seeped between us. A tiny voice rose.
"...If we do it one more time, maybe you'll figure it out."
She said it while hiding from my gaze. Her mouth claimed it wasn't much, yet her body was already craving the next round. The bright red tip of her ear peeked through her hair.
I pressed my palm lightly against her lower belly.
"...Ut."
The thick mixture of semen and juices squeezed out of her pussy, sliding down her thighs. The white and clear fluids mingled, leaving messy marks on the sheets.
"To think you'd look so vulgar like this. You're disqualified as a teacher."
"It's... it's not my fault."
"No. It's the fault of that lewd body of yours."
I lifted her and repositioned her facing away from me. I sat her on my thighs with her legs spread wide. Her back rested against my chest, putting her fully exposed center on display right in front of me.
"Wh-what are you doing? Don't!"
Her panicked hands flew up to cover her face. I could still see her burning cheeks between her fingers. She tried to close her legs, but the position over my thighs left her powerless.
I aligned myself with her dripping entrance and slowly lowered her hips.
Sluuu... rp.
The sticky, wet sound echoed. What I'd already poured into her acted as perfect lubrication, letting me slide in without resistance. The weight of her body alone drove me all the way to the hilt. As gravity pulled her down to the deepest point, her breath caught completely.
"Haa... ha... aht..."
Leaning back against me, Jinhui's legs shook. Her arms rose to wrap around my neck, clinging for support. Her fingers dug into my skin with desperate strength, as if she'd collapse without something to hold onto.
I began thrusting upward.
Thrust. Thrust.
Gravity made each stroke reach even deeper. Every upward push lifted her body before letting her drop, driving me into her most sensitive depths. There was nowhere to escape. She had no choice but to take everything I gave her.
"Hat...! Huuu...!"
Her thighs quivered uncontrollably. Each time she sank down, her insides squeezed and sucked greedily.
"It's a shame there's no mirror here."
I whispered into her ear. She immediately recoiled.
"You... perverted bastard."
"Why? I think it's perfect."
I gently bit her earlobe and whispered again.
"You look so beautiful right now."
From over my shoulder, I could see everything—her half-lidded eyes melted with pleasure, the sweat gleaming on her collarbone, and the way her pussy twitched and spilled clear fluid with every movement.
Slap. Slap.
Each roll of my hips made her back slide against my chest. Her breath hitched when I lifted her, and soft moans escaped every time she sank back down.
"Everything about you is exactly my type."
Every word I breathed into her ear made her insides twitch and tighten. She grew more embarrassed, yet her body trembled harder. Unable to turn away, she could only cling tighter to my neck. A single bead of sweat traced down behind her ear.
"Do... do you really like it that much?"
Her voice shook with the question. She wanted confirmation.
"Of course."
At those words her inner walls clamped down hard. The shiver ran straight through her back. Even simple praise from the person she wanted to hear it from made her body respond before her mind could.
"I'm going to cum again."
"Mm... yeah. Come for me."
With her permission, I picked up speed.
Slap, slap, slap-slap-slap.
"Hu... hat...!"
Her moans grew louder. I didn't stop there. I pushed harder.
Thud... schlup.
The sounds filled the tiny studio. Where we were joined, overflowing with semen and juices, there were no clean slaps—only wet, sticky, obscene noises. The excess fluids ran down my thighs and soaked the sheets. Every time her back slid and jolted against my chest, her arms tightened around my neck with frantic strength.
"Haaat...! Haang...!"
I stopped deep inside her. Her walls squeezed wildly, pulling my climax to the surface.
Spurt. Spururt.
I pumped fresh loads into her already full depths. The overflow pushed out between us as her belly convulsed. Her inner walls gripped my pulsing cock tightly.
"Haaeuung..."
Her body shuddered violently once, then went completely limp. A final spurt of clear fluid hissed out like a small fountain. She panted heavily while leaning against my arm. Even buried inside her, I could feel our heartbeats echoing through each other's bodies.
I gently laid us both down on the bed, keeping her in my arms. The warmth of her back never cooled. Her ragged breathing slowly steadied.
When I tried to move, she pulled my arm closer instead. Her head turned. Those wet eyes looked up at me from inches away.
"...Don't pull out."
She whispered it like a secret.
"Stay just like this."
Jinhui's lips drew near. They brushed softly, then claimed mine.
Chu. Sluurp.
She sucked on my lower lip, then slowly pushed her tongue inside. This kiss wasn't urgent like before. It was slow. Deep. Her tongue explored clumsily, matching the rhythm of our calming breaths. Her lips trembled with moisture as she kissed me, fully aware of how full she still was.
While holding her, I stroked down her back. The tremors beneath my palm gradually faded into sleep. Even after the kiss ended, Jinhui refused to pull away. Her back, pressed warmly against my chest as she caught her breath, felt perfectly right.
