A Secret Tryst with Professor Lim Sol (3)
"Professor Lim Sol?"
"Huh? What are you standing around for? Get over here."
"Do you think I'm some middle schooler?"
"Huh...?"
Back in middle school, my sex drive had been overflowing, but I'd never been able to act on any of it. I was an adult now. I could actually do something about it.
"What's this supposed to be? You think letting me grope your chest for three seconds settles the score?"
"W-wait, w-what are you even saying?!"
Lim Sol's face flushed scarlet. She'd been doing her own thing this whole time, completely unfazed — and now the word "chest" was enough to set her off like this?
"C-chest? Y-you, why would you— why would you say that?!"
"What else am I supposed to call a chest? You said you wanted to research me, Professor. Then you have to pay the price."
I was getting pissed off all of a sudden. She'd been the one to come onto me first, and now she was trying to paint me as some kind of pervert? Was she setting me up for a sexual harassment lawsuit? I was younger than her and a student — if this actually went to court, I'd probably win, right?
"I-I already let you t-touch my chest as payment…"
Lim Sol was shrinking into herself by the second. Where had all that confidence gone? Anyone watching would have sworn she was some blushing virgin.
"..."
Every time our eyes met, she let out a tiny squeak and ducked her head.
Wait. Was she actually a virgin?
"Professor. Have you never done anything like this before? Don't tell me…"
"…Fine! Good for you! I bet you've been thinking I spent my prime years buried in research until I grew cobwebs down there, haven't you! Well, I don't care! I don't need it! I'd be perfectly happy growing old and dying doing nothing but magic research!"
Still sitting on the floor, Professor Lim Sol dumped out every ounce of fury she'd been bottling up, the words tumbling out in a frantic rush.
"And honestly, it's hilarious watching girls uglier than me talk about cobwebs. You think I don't do this stuff because I can't? Spending that time on magic research is just a better investment. That's common sense for a mage, isn't it?"
Wow. She really was a research-obsessed virgin. She'd just blurted all that out because I'd shown a little interest in that direction?
Fuck. Jackpot.
A virgin professor. This was an insane opportunity. I had to take it.
"No, Professor, that's not what I meant. Just calm down for a second."
"Get out! I said get out! You say one thing to my face and then talk behind my back — I know how this works! I'm not putting up with it anymore! You're just going to go around calling me a dried-up old maid, aren't you!"
"Why would I ever do that? If that was my plan, I never would've gotten so obsessed with your body that I offered to help with your research in the first place."
"...Is that true?"
Lim Sol's head lifted a fraction. Her expression brightened a little, and that manic tension started to ease.
The whole "old maid" and "cobwebs" thing was ridiculous anyway. According to her character setting, Lim Sol was definitely in her late twenties — and the era of calling a woman in her late twenties a dried-up spinster was long over. She was too talented, too successful, and too much of a free spirit. The women around her had probably been jealous and torn her down for it. I needed to talk her down somehow.
"Of course it is. Don't you remember how you were trembling when I touched your chest earlier? You were so excited."
"A-ahem. Naturally. I've never once been looked down on for my chest, I'll have you know."
A minute ago she'd acted like even saying the word was vulgar, and now she was brimming with confidence. She really was a simple person.
"Exactly. You know the whole academy talks about how pretty you are, right? Every time we have mage specialty class, I hear so many people calling you gorgeous that I'm honestly sick of it."
"That's right. I used to get a lot of confessions, too. I turned them all down because I was too busy with magic research."
"See? Feeling confident again?"
"Yeah. Thanks. I owe you."
"Then show me your chest."
"W-what?"
"You have to pay the price!"
"The p-price..."
"Think about it efficiently, Professor. Wrapping this up fast so we can get back to research is the fastest way to make progress. Magic research versus just showing me your chest. That's not even a question, is it?"
There was a reason I was coming on this hard to Lim Sol, who wasn't even a heroine.
First, I needed practice. I didn't have much real experience with women, and I wanted to figure out ahead of time what kinds of things would tank someone's affection if I tried them. And I'd gotten the Equipment Status Window as a reward for sexual contact with a heroine. Which meant there was a chance something might drop for me if I did something sexual with a woman who wasn't a heroine.
Okay, that second one was just an excuse. Common sense said that wasn't how it worked.
The truth was, I just wanted to do it with a female professor.
"M-mmm. Is that how it is?"
Lim Sol was almost convinced.
"Yes. Let's get this over with quickly. That way I'll have more time to cooperate with your magic research."
"Ah... okay. Fine."
When Lim Sol shrugged off her robe, she was wearing an oversized pink T-shirt and sweatpants underneath.
"Weren't you wearing that last time, too?"
"I've got about seven of the same outfit at home. This is all I wear when I'm researching."
"Ah. I see...."
Whatever internal debate she'd been having seemed to be over. Without any further hesitation, Lim Sol pulled the pink oversized tee up and off. Her breasts swayed with a weight you could almost hear.
She wasn't wearing a bra.
"No bra, Professor? Looks like you were looking forward to this."
"D-don't get the wrong idea! I just don't wear one because it's uncomfortable!"
"Wow..."
That meant all I'd ever have to do was slip a hand inside her robe and I'd find bare breasts waiting. Unbelievable. And they weren't just big — they were big and firm, genuinely beautiful breasts.
I took my time admiring that gorgeous sight. Lim Sol squeezed her eyes shut, as if my gaze was too much to bear.
I sat her down on the nearby sofa and took the seat beside her. I draped my right arm around her shoulders and cupped her breast, our faces naturally drawing close, and with my free left hand I stroked her thigh.
"Ah...."
Lim Sol hunched her shoulders like a frightened kitten, a far cry from the self-assured woman she'd been.
"Open your mouth."
"K-kissing is a little..."
"If you keep stalling, Professor, the research is only going to get more delayed."
"Ah... but still... mmph? Mmph...."
I took my left hand off her thigh, caught her chin, and kissed her by force. Lim Sol's body went rigid. But she didn't push me away with any real strength.
"Mmph... nngh..."
I groped her breast as I kissed her. Sitting beside her with my right arm around her shoulders made for an awkward angle, and she felt it too — her hands, which had been hanging limp, came up to wrap around my neck for balance.
The reaction was so cute that I stroked her cheek with my left hand and kept kissing her. Our tongues tangled, and our saliva mixed. Lim Sol's body twitched now and then, but every time it did, I pinched her nipple with my right hand and she went still.
"Hah... hah... hah..."
I pulled back once her breathing grew ragged. This really was her first time — her face was flushed crimson, and her eyes had gone a little hazy.
I wanted to go all the way right then and there, but this was Lim Sol's first experience. Pushing too far all at once might make her recoil.
I stood up and positioned myself in front of her, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my cock, already fully hard.
"Eek...!"
The moment she saw it, the haze vanished from her eyes.
"You're so sexy, Professor. That's why this happened."
"S-sexy...? You shouldn't tease your elders!"
We barely had any age gap. What "elder"?
"Would I lie to you? Anyway, do it quickly, for the sake of the research. Don't tell me you have no idea how?"
"O-of course not! There's nothing I can't do!"
She talked a big game, but the sight of my cock made her swallow hard, tension written all over her.
Lim Sol reached out and wrapped her whole hand around my cock, stroking it up and down. The physical stimulation wasn't that intense, but the novelty of the sensation and the situation itself were plenty exciting.
"Nngh. It's so hot and weird...."
"Professor Lim Sol. You're never going to make me come like that. Which means no research."
"Then what am I supposed to do...?"
"Suck it."
She was sitting on the sofa and I was standing, so my cock was right at the level of her face. When I pushed it toward her, she recoiled in disgust and waved her hands.
"Eek..."
"Haaah, Professor. You're making this hard on me too. Do you have any idea how much effort it takes to stay hard? I'm going to run out of energy for research at this rate."
Even in a situation like this, she hadn't let go of her dream of magic research. The word "research" did the trick — she finally brought her mouth to my cock.
I slowly pushed the head through the gap in her parted lips. Her mouth opened wider, and my cock slid inside — warm, wet. But Lim Sol just sat there with her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth hanging open, showing no sign of wanting to work it with her tongue or wrap it with her cheeks.
This kind of play wasn't bad, but it was frustratingly incomplete.
"Mmm... hold on a second."
I pulled my cock out of her mouth. A sticky string of saliva stretched between the head and her lips.
"If that's too much, at least press your breasts together."
"L-like this?"
Lim Sol gathered her breasts with both hands. Those ample breasts squashed together, forming a deep valley — a pretty decent sight. The thought of sliding my cock between them started to get me going.
"Squeeze them tighter."
I slotted my cock between her breasts. Standing in this position was a little uncomfortable, but I'd have to make do for now. My cock was thoroughly coated in saliva, so sliding it back and forth between her breasts didn't hurt at all.
Honestly, it wasn't some overwhelming pleasure. Rubbing against those soft breasts felt good enough that I could probably come from it, but if I wanted real pleasure, it'd be better to force Professor Lim Sol's mouth open and thrust deep the way I had with Rumi. Still, the sense of conquest that came from playing with a woman's breasts using my cock climbed up through my body. On top of that, the sight of Lim Sol pressing her own breasts together with both hands, squeezing my cock between them, was filthy in the best way. The flesh spilling out between her fingers was obscene, and even the way her nipples swayed was perfect.
"Why did you suddenly— nngh!"
With my free hand, I played with her nipples — rubbing them, pressing down hard, tugging on them. Every time I touched them and applied pressure, Lim Sol let out a faint moan. She squeezed her eyes shut, wearing a dazed, sensual expression as she tried to hold the sounds in.
"This still isn't quite enough. Professor, keep your breasts like that and just take the head in your mouth."
"...Okay."
My cock was big enough that plenty of it still stuck out even nestled between her breasts. Without letting go of them, Lim Sol simply lowered her head and took the head into her mouth.
"Nngh. Slurp."
Her mouth worked, stimulating the head.
"If you lick it with your tongue, we'll be done even faster."
"...Slurp, slurp."
She was good at following instructions, at least. Her tongue clung to the head, adding another layer of stimulation. With the base squeezed between her breasts and the head getting worked over, the urge to come started building fast.
"Kh. I'm coming. I'm coming. Take it all."
I took my hand off her nipple, grabbed her head, and pushed down.
"Mmph. Mmph?!"
I came in her mouth just like that. Every time my cock twitched, more cum pulsed out in thick surges. I'd hoped she'd swallow all of it, but only a little went down her throat. The rest spilled onto her breasts and clothes.
"Cough. Cough."
"Ah. That was really good."
"Are you... hah. Satisfied now?"
"Yes. This is enough."
"Haaah, then let's go do research..."
Lim Sol used magic to evaporate the cum on her breasts and clothes, rinsed out her mouth, then stood and trudged into the lab.
"Wow. She's still going to do research after all that?"
The woman was genuinely relentless. But that was actually a good thing. If she still had the will to research after something of this intensity, that meant I could go even further.
Lim Sol was so drained she couldn't put any real effort into the research. She ran some kind of examination, took a few photos, scanned my body with some strange magic, and told me she'd have the results next time I came by.
The fact that she still came out to see me off even though she was exhausted told me she was a good person at heart — just clumsy with people. Not that I had any right to say that, after what I'd just done to that good person.
Come to think of it, nothing like a system window had popped up even after doing something dirty with Lim Sol. I probably shouldn't expect anything from women who weren't heroines. I'd seen that coming, so it didn't really faze me.
I took the elevator back down to the first-floor lobby. Time to head back to the dorm, shower, and get ready for bed.
"Hey, you. Hold it right there."
No, wait — thinking about it, I was supposed to help Professor Lim Sol with her research, so I should probably study some magic. Would memorizing entire advanced magic circles be useful?
"First-year who just came out of Professor Lim Sol's office! I said stop!"
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What? Were they talking to me?
Normally I would've at least glanced back, but I'd been so lost in thought that I just kept walking. Behind me, the Magic Research Department members with nothing better to do were still standing around in the exact same spots as before. They were even still holding their snack bags. Persistent bastards.
"What did you talk about with Professor Lim Sol?"
"...That's personal. Why do you need to know?"
"Professor Lim Sol is the faculty advisor for our Magic Research Department. She's not someone a guy like you should be getting involved with!"
I stared at him, too dumbfounded to say anything, and Kim Hyeondo seemed to take my silence for intimidation, because he started raising his voice even more.
"If you cause any problems for our club activities going forward, I will not let it slide."
"...."
I wondered what kind of face he'd make if I told him I'd just stuck my cock between that Professor Lim Sol's breasts and come in her mouth. And she wasn't even their actual advisor. These guys were seriously weird. Tsk. This was what happened when a bunch of guys with nothing better to do started throwing their weight around as a club.
"Yeah, yeah. Good luck with that."
I couldn't be bothered to keep arguing, so I gave him a halfhearted reply and walked off.
"Are you ignoring me right now?! I'll remember your name…!"
I could hear him shouting something behind me, but I just kept walking.
After enjoying some "magic research" with Professor Lim Sol, I returned to the dorm. I'd worked up a bit of a sweat, so I washed off with warm water and changed into something comfortable.
"Whew. How far are you planning to go, you bastard."
A sixty-nine with a classmate at a motel. The very next day, coming on a female professor. Was this heaven?
I was in the middle of reflecting on my life when a notification chimed.
What the hell was this social-butterfly energy?