It's the Sexy Mommy's Fault (♥︎)
"Haa. Gyeowool. A little further in. Aah. That's it. Just a bit more inside."
Her delicate fingers brushed perilously close to my cock.
Her hand slipped into my shorts, gently caressing my groin. Yet as if she had sworn never to touch the shaft itself, her touch always turned away coldly at a certain point.
From that frustrating thrill, my member swelled far harder than usual.
"Ugh. Gyeowool. Can't you do something about that spot? Hmm?"
I subtly tried to guide her wrist toward my center. But she firmly shook my hand away, then warned me with a chill radiating from every word.
"Teacher Kang. I said I'd give you a massage. Did I say I'd do that? You're not treating me like some prostitute, are you?"
"Ahem. Of course not. It's just... getting this treatment has me so turned on. Anyway. So it's really not allowed? Seriously?"
"Ha. You think it would be? You want me to handle your sexual needs for you? Teacher Kang. Didn't we agree to keep at least a minimum of boundaries?"
She rejected me with a coldness so absolute it felt like a blade. Faced with that ironclad refusal, I had no choice but to take a step back. She wasn't the kind of woman who would yield no matter how hard I pushed.
"Sigh. Fine. If you say no, what can I do? Still, it's a little disappointing. Leaving me standing this hard and just abandoning it feels kind of..."
"...What? So now this is my fault?"
"Of course it is. Obviously your fault. Massaging me that lewdly—getting hard is only natural, isn't it?"
"Wh-who massaged you lewdly? I just did exactly what you told me to!"
"Aah, whatever, whatever. Anyway, forget it. I don't want to force you either. Instead, it's fine if I take care of it myself, right?"
"...What? What do you mean, take care of it yourself?"
Her eyes went round for a moment, her face flashing with a look of pure disbelief. I deliberately grinned even more wickedly at that innocent reaction.
"Come on. You know exactly what I mean, playing coy like that. It's gotten this big—I can't just leave it. You said you don't want to, so I'll have to handle it alone. Men suffer like hell if they don't get relief when they need it."
"S-so... right now... in front of me... you're going to... do that?"
"Yeah. While we're on the subject, shall I start right away? You can go back to massaging me."
"Wait! Wait a second! Kyaah! Wh-what are you doing! Put your pants back on right now!"
Before she could even process it, I yanked my waistband down. She recoiled in horror and whipped her gaze sideways. Her face flushed like a volcano, her pupils trembling wildly. That unexpectedly fresh reaction drew a crooked smile across my lips.
"Cute. It's not like this is the first time you've seen a man's cock. A woman with a kid of her own, getting this shocked?"
But she only grew redder, as if she couldn't calm down at all. A girlish reaction I would never have seen from the usual Han Gyeowool.
"P-put that away right now! I'm seriously warning you? Aren't you going to put it away?"
"Heh heh. Seeing you like this just makes me want to do it more. You're not deliberately acting this way to turn me on, are you?"
"Wh-what kind of insane nonsense is that! Did I take some drug? Seriously, put it back up already!"
"Augh. What am I supposed to do with this? Should I just pin you down and take you?"
Watching Han Gyeowool squirm so shyly, I couldn't hold back the arousal any longer. Driven by some fierce impulse, I yanked her straight toward me and threw my weight onto her, toppling her onto the white sand.
"Kyaah! Wh-what are you doing? Why are you suddenly acting like this!"
She thrashed against my rough hands, resisting. But those slender struggles only excited me further. I pinned her beneath me and roughly forced both her wrists above her head. Then I buried my face straight into the pure white nape of her neck.
*Sniff*
"Haa. You really even smell incredible. Your skin scent is killer. Like peach perfume."
A rich, dense fragrance of a mature woman spread thickly. The moment my breath touched her, she shuddered once.
"...Hauk. P-please. Teacher Kang. Don't do this. It's not too late even now. I'll pretend none of this ever happened. Okay? Hurry."
She tried to soothe me with calm persuasion. But I had zero intention of stopping here.
"Don't worry so much. I won't go all the way. Just let me enjoy myself a little too."
"...What? Wh-what do you mean, enjoy? Heup!"
I buried my face again and dragged my tongue in a long, slow lick up her nape. At the same time I dropped one hand and clamped hard around her slender waist. My throbbing shaft drove deep between her thighs.
The soft texture of her stockings and the springy warmth of her flesh. My rigid cock was crushed between those two soft mounds of meat, folded over it in pure bliss.
*Squeeze*
Startled by that massive foreign presence, she actually clamped her thighs even tighter. That elastic pressure wrenched a rough breath out of me.
"Khuh. Gyeowool. Ahk. If you squeeze like a pussy like that, what am I supposed to do? Master's about to cum."
I whispered the vulgar tease right into her ear. She shuddered with revulsion and tried to shove my face away. But both her hands were already bound by me. Her body belonged entirely to me.
I slowly reached for her luscious breasts. Two beautiful fruits rising high. Just looking at them was enough to draw pure admiration.
"Hyaa. Honestly, when I worked at the kindergarten, tasting these milkers was my dream. Han Gyeowool's G-cup milkers. Finally this day has come."
I gently stroked the plump silhouette over her luxurious sleeveless knit. They were too precious to just grab carelessly. How could I treat something this valuable so roughly after finally getting the chance?
But that delicate touch of mine seemed to humiliate her even more. She suddenly heaved her shoulders and thrashed in resistance.
"Ugh! You trash bastard! We only agreed on touching! This is different from the promise!"
"Heh heh. Human instinct doesn't exactly listen to reason. Don't scold me too hard. Just let me focus on this work of art for now."
"Ha! You crazy bastard! Is something wrong with your head? Teacher Kang! Aren't you going to let go right now? I swear! Haut! Stop grinding against my thighs!"
Even while concentrating on her breasts, I never stopped the rocking of my hips. My erect cock stroked back and forth without rest, stimulating her secret place.
*Rustle rustle rustle shhh*
"Heut! I'll kill you! Teacher Kang! You! Heung! I'll never forgive you! Hauk!"
She panted with eyes blazing with fury. Yet contrary to her words, her flower petals had already begun to respond little by little. The fact seemed to enrage her so much that she glared at me venomously. But even that hate-filled gaze now only looked unbearably lovely to me.
Unable to contain the sense of taboo, I showered kisses all over her cheeks. Kissing her lips would probably get me murdered, so I poured them everywhere else on her face.
*Smooch♥︎ smooch smooch smooch♥︎*
"Heh heh. You look even prettier when you're angry. Hmm? Why are you so beautiful? You're such a fucking rude bitch, so why are you this adorable?"
"Hauk. Listening to that crap. Haa. Doesn't make me happy at all. You filthy monkey bastard."
Lewd curses mixed with moans. That decadent scolding only aroused me further. My cock, now rock-hard beyond belief, ravaged the space between her thighs without mercy.
"Haa. Yeah. Curse me. Curse me more, Gyeowool. Master feels like he's going crazy. So turned on I can't stand it."
"Ugh! What the fuck! Why are you suddenly acting like this! Did you actually go into heat? Ahk! Get that dickhead away from me!"
"Khuuuk. This is it. Ah, fucking exciting. Gyeowool. I'm gonna borrow those milkers for a bit. I really can't hold back anymore."
"Wh-what? Kyaah! Don't! If you take it off I swear! Hauk!"
I yanked her knit up in one motion, baring her pale breasts. G-cup flesh overflowing from wine-colored bra cups. The color was like porcelain, even carrying a milky sheen.
I had vaguely thought of them as sexy milkers, but flesh this lewd and dreamlike? It truly felt like gazing at a work of art.
"Haa. Holy shit. Just looking at them makes me want to cum."
Seeing those luscious mounds of flesh, the last thread of my reason snapped clean. I immediately grabbed the massage oil and began liberally pouring it over her breasts.
*Squelch*
The sticky oil ran every which way, staining the two fruits even more temptingly. With greedy hands I seized her breasts in a full grip.
*Squeeze♥︎*
Flesh overflowing past the bra molded stickily to the shape of my hands. A demonic texture that crushed and swallowed my fingers whole. At the same time a lewd cry spilled from Han Gyeowool's lips.
"...Heut♥︎ D-don't touch♥︎ Eut♥︎ You son of a bitch♥︎"
The face glaring at me with one eye narrowed couldn't have been more lascivious. I squeezed her breasts again with all my strength and whispered into her ear.
"Gyeowool. Who made me this hard? Hmm? How am I supposed to hold back looking at milkers like these."
"...Ahk♥︎ You bastard♥︎ Don't touch me♥︎"
"It's all Gyeowool's fault for being born so sexy. Master needs to give you a proper punishment. Now then, our Gyeowool—how pretty are those nipples? Shall we take a look?"
"...D-don't♥︎ Nnguut♥︎ Don't look♥︎"
I used her moans as seasoning, teasingly kneading her breasts this way and that. Then at some point I naturally slid my fingers inside the bra cups. The oil-slicked, soft, yielding sensation. That smooth flesh welcomed my touch so pleasantly.
I scooped her underboobs upward like lifting pudding. Immediately, two beautiful droplets of water revealed their form above the wine-colored cups.
"...Heut♥︎"
The shape and proportions of those droplets went without saying. Even the soft pink buds rising at their centers were perfect. And those areolas spreading faintly like a ripe peach? Moderately swollen breasts I wanted to take a big bite out of right that second.
"Hyaa. This is actually ridiculous. G-cups with insane sensitivity, and even the nipples are pink? Does that make any sense?"
"...Kheut♥︎ Shut up♥︎"
"No. These are truly heaven-sent milkers. I absolutely cannot leave them alone."
I circled her areolas with my fingernail tips, tormenting them into even greater sensitivity. Caught between the slippery friction of the oil and the cool stimulus of my nails, she twisted her head wildly, not knowing what to do with herself.
"...Heuuuk♥︎ Ahk♥︎ Th-that♥︎ Don't do that♥︎"
Her desperate reactions delighted me. After teasing her for a long while and raising her sensitivity to the maximum, I finally stuck out my tongue and began slowly licking upward from the underside of her breasts.
As the hot tentacle drew closer, her reactions grew more intense.
"...Haa♥︎ Haa♥︎ Hauk♥︎ That♥︎ Just try sucking that♥︎ Haeng♥︎ Seriously♥︎ I won't let you off♥︎"
But already a strange hunger was glistening on her face as well. I didn't stop. I stretched the tip of my tongue higher. And finally—
*Tap♥︎*
Her adorable fruit made contact.