Chapter 36
Chapter 36
Chapter: 36 - Teaching Self-Defense Techniques
Such desires welled up. But it was still too early.
A little later, Jeong Ye-sol stepped into the dojang wearing her loose-fitting dobok. I could have had her wear anything else, but to me, nothing got me harder than a dobok, so I kept insisting on it. Jeong Ye-sol was so slender and had such a cool vibe that the dobok suited her perfectly, and for me, the fact that everyday clothes like this could turn so damn sexy was a huge turn-on.
'Seeing her tits peek through the dobok collar is insane.'
Her nipples only flashed briefly when she moved, and those fleeting glimpses were hotter than if they were constantly on display. Anyway, after some simple stretching, I positioned Jeong Ye-sol in front of me and began today's self-defense lesson.
"Today, I'll show you all sorts of ways to escape from various restraints."
"Okay..."
"Along with some decent strikes... Haha, you keep staring. Curious about that?"
"Yeah. What is it?"
"It's called a roly-poly punching bag. From today on, we'll use it for strike practice too. Up until now, I've been taking the hits, but I end up blocking, so it probably doesn't feel satisfying to hit."
"You can just wail on that thing?"
"As much as you want. Perfect for stress relief. It won't break easily. Want to give it a try?"
"......"
Thwack...!
"Whoa! You remembered what I taught you perfectly. That kick was spot on."
"This isn't bad. Feels good to hit."
"Right? I'll let you go wild on it later. Let's start the lesson now. First up, how to respond when someone grabs your collar or lapel..."
From then on, I taught her self-defense techniques with some real seriousness. Of course, that included groping her body midway or slipping my hand into her pants to fondle her pussy. But it wasn't like I was just touching her with zero instruction. Honestly, now that her education satisfaction was at stage 6, she seemed like she'd stick around the dojang no matter what, even without all this.
But this was my stubborn principle. No matter that the system had registered her here, she had ultimately come to learn exercise and self-defense. As an athlete, as someone who'd gone through instructor training, as the dojang master, I didn't want to completely slack off on teaching her. I wanted to teach her something, anything. When there was nothing left to teach in self-defense, I'd learn beauty management tips myself to help with her figure, or train her stamina like I did with Ha Yu-na.
'That's why I held off on sex or massages.'
I was dying to shove my cock into Jeong Ye-sol's pussy. But if we went straight to sex—not just a massage—I'd probably end up pounding her multiple rounds in a row. And then she'd be too exhausted to move. So I held back. For now, I satisfied myself with caressing her soft body.
Knead, knead...!
"Hng, ahn...!"
"You can't melt just from a little kneading. Shake it off right away. Otherwise..."
Schlick... squelch...!
"Hiaht...!"
"You'll end up with your pussy getting fingered like this."
Squish... squelch...!
"Hik, f-finger... hiik...!"
"Especially you, Ye-sol. Once a finger's in your pussy hole, you're totally helpless. Gotta watch out for that."
"This... ngh...! Master... your hand... ahn..."
"Huh? What was that?"
"...D-Do it again."
"Got it. Let's run it back."
I diligently kept up the lesson while casually loosening her pussy hole with my fingers as a bonus. After the self-defense and practical response training wrapped up, Jeong Ye-sol went to town on the roly-poly punching bag.
Thwack, pow! Pow!
"Mm... How's it feel?"
"Fun. Satisfying to hit... Haht!"
Pow!
She seemed to really enjoy beating on the roly-poly. It didn't give me much satisfaction since it lacked punch resistance, but for a woman with no martial arts background, this might be just right. She diligently hammered away with the low kicks and one-two punches I'd taught her. Well, whatever—as long as the member was having fun, I was all for it. She'd still get the exercise equipment's effects even fooling around like that.
Plus.
Jiggle, jiggle...!
Watching her move vigorously, her dobok slipping open, her bouncing tits spilling out—it was a treat from the sidelines.
"...She's definitely the prettiest of the three, top tier."
"Haah! Hoo... What'd you say?"
"Nothing. Five more minutes, then wrap it up!"
Ha Yu-na was the epitome of cuteness in body, looks, and reactions. Lee Da-mi was pure sex from her violent curves to her whole being—softness and sexiness maxed out. But among them, Jeong Ye-sol hit my tastes the hardest. Her tall, slender frame in perfect proportions, those nicely sized teardrop tits, pretty nipples, untouched virgin pussy. Even her personality and face—cool at first glance but softening to me more each day. If I had to nitpick, her short hair. But on someone as gorgeous as Jeong Ye-sol, it was a preference or whatever—I was hooked anyway. If I could date just one of the three, I'd bow down for any, but forced to pick, it'd be Jeong Ye-sol. So just watching from the side was a joy.
Anyway, it was about that time. The main course.
"Ye-sol! That's enough!"
"Hooah, haah, ha..."
"Here, have some water."
"Hoo... Thanks."
I stopped Jeong Ye-sol and handed her water. And while she drank.
Knead...
I hugged her from behind, cupping her sweat-slick tits. Her sticky, sweat-drenched body ramped up the arousal even more.
"Gulp... Mmng..."
Her pleasured voice leaked out amid the drinking, responding to my touch.
Rustle...
I tugged the tie on her dobok. It came undone, and the top naturally fell open to both sides.
Squeeze...! Knead...
One hand lifted her tit from below, savoring the weight as I kneaded hard. The other stroked her belly. Then slowly, I slipped my hand inside her dobok pants.
"Ye-sol. Massage time."
I whispered in her ear. Aiming for Jeong Ye-sol's surely sticky, irresistible pussy, slick with sweat—
Slap!
"...No."
"Huh?"
"I'll wash up first. I'm all sweaty."
"I'm fine with it..."
"I'm not. With me like this... having you massage me with your mouth? It's embarrassing, honestly."
"Hm."
"It's okay after I shower, right?"
"Yeah, sure. Plenty of time anyway... Oh, you got time, Ye-sol?"
"I've got time today too."
"Great. Let's do that."
Jeong Ye-sol headed to the shower room. I was a bit disappointed, craving to lick her sweat-soaked body and vent that depraved lust. But whatever—minor detail.
"Let me neatly lay out the futon again~"
I tidied the mats and futon in the dojang, set water nearby. Then I headed to the shower room myself.
Click.
I opened the first door and stripped in the hallway before entering the shower. Dobok off in five seconds flat, panties too. Now fully naked. For the first time with a member around, completely nude. My rock-hard cock on full display.
Click.
I opened the shower room door. Hot steam enveloped my body like yesterday, but unlike then when my clothes clung damply, today it felt good. Because I was naked too.
"...Master?"
Jeong Ye-sol's voice called from the far end. She gazed at me, her milky skin glistening with water. No trace of panic on her face at a man barging in mid-shower. She just accepted it naturally. But her eyes.
"......"
Quietly scanned my body. Chest, abs, thighs, my cock. Jeong Ye-sol's gaze landed there. Staring intently at my entire naked form with curious eyes. A dark thrill shot through me at her stare, and I casually approached her side.
"I worked up a sweat too. Mind if I join?"
"......"
"Ye-sol?"
"...Huh? Oh, yeah. It's fine. No problem."
Her cheeks flushed slightly as she answered. Warm water, or something else—who knew. Jeong Ye-sol kept stealing glances at my body beside her. She'd seen my cock before, but this was her first full-frontal nude, so she eyed me up while sorta washing.
'My face might not be much, but my body's a knockout.'
Showing my body to a woman made me—a guy—a tad shy. But more than that, her sneaky interest boosted my ego sky-high. Letting me puff my chest prouder, desires surging naturally.
"Huh? Ye-sol, your glutes are super tight."
"What?"
"Lemme see."
I turned toward Jeong Ye-sol, giving her a full-frontal of my naked body. One hand.
Splash...!
"Heek..."
Grabbed her water-slick round ass.
"Mm... Yeah, really knotted up. Face me for a sec?"
"...Okay."
Jeong Ye-sol turned, offering her plump, firm ass to me. The instant her face, tits, and pussy faced me completely.
Splash...!
I wrapped my other hand around too, seizing both cheeks. And pulled her into a hug.
Squeeze!
Our wet bodies pressed tight, no gaps. Jeong Ye-sol's tits squished against my chest. My cock.
Press...!
"......Ngh."
Grinding hard against her pale belly.