Chapter 164
There's no way they'd want to fuck me, right? As if that were the most natural thing in the world, I thrust out my bulging crotch toward Coach Sua, and without a care in the world for my display, she drops to her knees and presses her face right up against my pants. The freshmen swallow hard at the sight, their breaths catching in their throats. They've only just fallen under the hypnosis, so their old common sense and preconceptions about me haven't fully rewritten themselves yet.
On the other hand, Coach Sua—already deep in hypnosis and utterly addicted to my dick—squints her eyes in amusement at their innocent, perfectly predictable reactions.
"Everyone, pay attention. Don't look away."
"Y-Yes, ma'am!"
"T-Tremble..."
With just a quiet word—not the bellow from earlier—she sends shivers down the freshmen’s spines. But having witnessed her Asura Countess performance firsthand, these disciplined first-years obey silently, trembling as they force their eyes to stay fixed on us.
Satisfied with their obedience, Coach Sua slips back into her squinting granny smile, nods at me once, then addresses the freshmen.
"First off, you all know our volleyball club's manager Han-beom is a certified expert in crafting support items, right? No need to explain. Ayoung's volleyball shoes were made by Han-beom himself, and the ones I gave you were all crafted by him too, so you know."
"R-Rapist—no, Senior Kang Han-beom...?"
"They felt perfectly fitted right from the first wear, like I'd broken them in for years and they were super comfy...?"
They weren't quite on the level of the masterpiece I made for the heroine Park Ayoung—they were a few grades down, mass-produced versions—but as handmade shoes from a master craftsman, they guaranteed top performance and comfort. The freshmen knew they were high-end, but hearing for the first time that I made them left them stunned, staring at me in shock. I met their gazes coolly and looked down at Coach Sua.
"But that's not the only amazing thing about Han-beom. No, what you're about to see is his true potential. It's... sniff, haaa♡"
"H-Hic...?"
Under my gaze, Coach Sua immediately buries her face in my crotch, inhaling deeply. The freshmen flinch and blush at the sight of her—their nude, not-a-stitch-on coach, a known married woman—sniffing my bulging pants like a bitch in heat. Their brainwashing isn't complete yet.
Ignoring them, Coach Sua lets out a few more heated breaths that echo softly through the gym before slowly pulling her face away. Her smile is far more lascivious now as she speaks to the freshmen.
"This dick right here. Even in the last match, it was Han-beom's dick that let us crush those pests—ahem, the opposing team—like playing with children."
"D-Dick...?"
The freshmen gulp as they stare at my pants, swelling even more obscenely at her words. Amused by their cuteness, Coach Sua rests one hand on her cheek and the other on my bulge, her own face flushing as she continues.
"Yes. Except for Seo-a, who already knows, this dick looks imposing and virile on the outside, but it's Han-beom's royal dick and cum that pierce right to those pleasure spots no husband's pathetic prick could reach. That's what made it possible♡"
"Aigoo, you're hyping me up too much. It's embarrassing."
"Aigoo, bullshit."
"..."
"Hiiiik?!"
Recalling the orgy in the locker room last time, she's gilding my dick with praise again. Honestly, I'd prefer her sucking it over the flattery, but as I rub my nose pretending to be shy, Baek Geum-hwa mutters in disbelief from nearby. I punish the sulky meat toilet by viciously twisting her clit, then wait for Coach Sua's next words.
"You'll experience it firsthand soon enough, but getting a creampie from Han-beom permanently boosts your physical abilities."
"What?!"
"P-Physical abilities rise...?"
The freshmen murmur in shock at her declaration. Of course they would. As athletes and Valkyries sweating daily to go pro, hearing their coach promise a permanent stat booster was huge. And Coach Sua—renowned for her integrity—would never suggest doping, so her bombshell words shifted their gazes toward me. Like bees and butterflies eyeing flowers.
Pleased with their reaction, Coach Sua leans back into my crotch.
"That's why today, I'm giving you freshmen a lesson in using our manager Han-beom's dick—service techniques, plus a pussy deflowering ceremony with creampies. Since it's your first time, everyone gets one today, but from now on, you'll compete fiercely among yourselves to earn those creampie slots. Got it?"
"P-Pussy deflowering ceremony...?"
"More than that, competing for creampies? We have to fight to get filled?!"
Astounded anew by her outrageous lewdness from that benevolent face, the freshmen gape. Probably shocked that they'd have to compete for creampies despite their beauty. But Coach Sua looks at them like they're the weird ones.
"Exactly. Did you think you'd get our club's exclusive, priceless Han-beom management for free, without effort? No matter how much Han-beom loves pussy, there's no way he'd want to fuck a lazy, cheeky, slack slut who just wants creampies without working for them—trying to get everything for nothing."
"Right, right."
Squinting slyly again, she warns them: slack off in practice or mistreat me, and she'll smash them to bits. Her aura turns menacing, reminding them there's no such thing as a free lunch.
I just nod along, unconcerned.
But the dick trying to mooch is right here... Hmm, is it the dignity of an older pussy, after all?
‘Why are you suddenly splashing the blame on me?’
I shake my dick at the system nitpicking in my head. Seeing me, Coach Sua assumes I'm impatient for pussy and stops her warning, redirecting the freshmen's eyes to me—and my dick—for the tutorial.
"Alright, eyes front! Now I'll teach you how to serve Han-beom. Watch closely, don't miss a thing. Your seniors are already clenching their pussies openly, desperate for another fuck and creampie. How come you freshmen lack that spirit...?"
"Virgin pussies are like that. It's fine, not a day or two thing."
"Thanks for understanding."
Another otherworldly exchange. Baek Geum-hwa glares from afar, lest her clit get pinched again. But I'm already swelling at the thought of customizing these stunning first-year virgin pussies as my exclusives, so I shoot her a glare promising later punishment and focus on Coach Sua, who clears her throat to begin the dick usage lesson.
"First, before using the dick, ask Han-beom's permission to fuck. Seniors, watch too. Last time we skipped theory for rush practice."
"Yes ma'am!!"
"Good responses. Keep it up? Everyone has their style for asking, so I won't dictate, but for me... sniff♡"
With the team's vigorous reply, she really dives in now, burying her face in my pants again. I think she's just sniffing like before, but no—Coach Sua shakes her head side to side, rubbing her sharp nose against the fabric, then...
"Like thith, bite the...♡"
"Whoa, she unzips it perfectly while shaking her head?"
She bites my zipper and yanks her head down, pulling it open. (I'd had Geum-hwa undo the belt earlier since teeth are tricky for that, before she fled.) The pants slide right down, draping over Coach Sua's face.
She then bites my underwear, squints slyly with a seductive smile tugging her lips, and pulls them down. My dick springs free like a coiled spring, slap—♡ smacking her cheek.
"Ah...♡"
"Hiyak...?!"
"I-It's huge...?"
"T-That's a man's d-dick...?!"
Unlike Coach Sua, who instantly gushes pussy juice from the hot throbbing warmth, the freshmen erupt in chaos at their first sight of such a monstrous cock.