Chapter 39
Chapter 39
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 39
Chapter Title: Finally Exchanging Firsts with My Childhood Friend (2)
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I spent Sunday quietly. Holed up at home, barely breathing.
Thanks to that, I managed to recover my stamina.
'The body's pretty tough, but my mind isn't.'
Sex is great. I'm always up for it.
My stamina backed it up too, so I could go multiple rounds. On Saturday, I kept getting hard and pounding into Geum Tae-yeon over and over.
That didn't mean I didn't get tired. My mental endurance has limits. It's not infinite.
I needed rest time. A refresh.
"Dick's back to normal."
The moment I woke up early in the morning, I checked its condition first.
After the merciless abuse on Saturday, my dick had been all wrinkled and wrecked. Now it had regained its cute shape.
I fiddled with my cock a bit as I got up.
Washed up, ate breakfast. Then off to the academy. A perfectly ordinary commute.
On the way, I ran into Han-seol.
"You feeling okay?"
She asked the same thing on Sunday. About whether my stomach ache from yesterday had gotten better.
I gave her the same answer as before.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Popped some meds and slept it off—got better quick."
The truth was, it never hurt in the first place. All a fake illness.
I'd tricked Han-seol. Even though we're publicly dating.
But I didn't feel any guilt. Not like I have psychopathic tendencies or anything.
'I wasn't that close to Han-seol to begin with. No reason to feel guilty.'
I'm closer to Geum Tae-yeon than her. At least bodily.
"Oh, good. I thought it was bad. Even my parents were really worried."
"Nah, it wasn't that serious. Sorry for making you all worry for nothing."
We chatted about this and that as we headed to the academy.
"...Ah."
On the way, I bumped into Geum Tae-yeon. I hadn't seen her at all last week. She just appeared out of nowhere.
Does she usually take this route? The question popped into my head.
"......"
Geum Tae-yeon noticed me too. She gave me a blank look and walked past. Didn't even react to Han-seol next to me.
I had no idea what she was thinking inside, but on the surface, she acted like she had zero lingering feelings.
If that's acting, she'd put Hollywood stars to shame. She should ditch hero work and become an actress.
"Huh? What's up, Yeon-woo?"
"...Nothing."
She hadn't even reacted much, but Han-seol spoke up. Like she was reminding me of the dirty things I'd done with the Geum Tae-yeon passing right in front of us.
I brushed it off and quickened my pace. Basically tailing Geum Tae-yeon.
Han-seol followed, matching my stride in bewilderment.
"My stomach hurts."
I tossed out the excuse I'd prepared while chasing after Geum Tae-yeon.
The body approved of my actions too. Felt like the right route.
Geum Tae-yeon strolled leisurely toward the academy. Nothing special.
'Thought she'd at least call over some guy.'
Geum Tae-yang never skips sex. If one bitch rebels, he just uses a more obedient one's pussy.
Geum Tae-yeon should be the same. Blonde delinquent type and all.
'...Maybe later.'
I forced myself to ignore Geum Tae-yeon and walked past. Straight through the academy gates.
Exchanged greetings with Class President Mi, who was dutifully manning her student council post, then headed to the classroom.
"Hey!"
One of the student council members grabbed Geum Tae-yeon.
She got demerits for uniform violation. She didn't seem to care.
"...Yeon-woo, did you rest well over the weekend?"
I dropped my bag in the C Class room and went looking for Eum Ji-hye. She greeted me with excited snorts.
"Yeah, rested great. You, Teacher?"
I'm under hypnosis. Everything's justified as love.
For example, groping her tits out of nowhere.
I grabbed Eum Ji-hye's plump breasts. One in each hand, overflowing my palms. Love that weight.
"Yeon-woo...?!"
Her face filled with confusion. The sudden skinship still felt awkward.
Times like this, act confident.
"Teacher, you've got a ton of milk built up, right? I was dying to drink your milk all weekend—it was torture holding back."
Thanks to that prime milk cow Geum Tae-yeon, I got plenty over the weekend without going thirsty.
But no need to tell her the truth. She'd only get hurt knowing.
"Y-Yeah! Of course! For my Yeon-woo..."
Eum Ji-hye's eyes changed in an instant. From confusion to anticipation, mixed with awe at the hypnosis app's power.
"Teacher, milk please."
I stripped off her top without asking. Yanked down the cardigan roughly, undid the checkered shirt buttons.
"Hrm, hm...!"
Eum Ji-hye accepted my touch. Like, want milk? Suck it yourself. She straightened her slouched back and thrust out her chest.
I didn't refuse. Latched onto her tits like savoring the omakase from Geum Tae-yeon's sister, Geum Tae-hee.
"Ahng...!"
Eum Ji-hye let out a moan. Pure pleasure she couldn't hold back. More innocent than the experienced Geum Tae-yeon.
'This is why you eat virgins!'
Deflowering a virgin takes massive effort. Harder if your face rank is low.
Not in this world.
They shove their pussies at you begging to pop their cherries. Eum Ji-hye, Juyeon-hee, all of them.
'Is Yeon-hee a virgin?'
Can't be sure till I spread her legs and check. Han-seol was obvious, though.
Objectively, Juyeon-hee was way hotter than Han-seol.
"Y-Yeon-woo. Tasty? Teacher's milk good?"
Eum Ji-hye panted excitedly as she asked. Voice laced with expectation. Hoping I'd say yes.
I nodded while slurping away—chwap chwap. Honestly, not amazing, but drinkable.
'Cool how every woman's tastes different.'
That's why it never gets old.
"Ugh...!"
Eum Ji-hye's hand crept up. Destination: my head.
She mustered huge courage to pet me. Touch full of pent-up desire.
Very different from Geum Tae-yeon's casual caresses.
"Thanks for the meal, Teacher."
I'd eaten light breakfast on purpose. Her milk fills my hungry stomach.
"...Yeon-woo, you drink too much. Teacher's worn out."
After one feeding session, Eum Ji-hye whined with a dazed look.
A thirty-year-old woman throwing a tantrum at a much younger cadet. Others would point and call it pathetic.
But if it's her lover, it's somewhat excusable. Age gap or not, outsiders have no right to judge.
"Sorry, Teacher. Your tits are just too pretty."
"Really...?"
Dunno if they're pretty. As long as no man boobs, all good.
"Sigh, still tiring."
Didn't seem genuinely tired. What's hard about offering tits?
She was even sitting on the sofa.
Get picky, and sucking nipples tires me more.
'She wants something.'
I waited for her to say it. Sure enough.
Eum Ji-hye fidgeted her fingers and snuggled against my side. Then sneakily stroked my ass while glancing around.
"...Can't make assembly like this. Teacher needs some energy too..."
"Energy how?"
I tilted my head innocently.
She squirmed her thighs and looked up at me. Face screaming I want sex.
"Teacher, anything I can help with, just say."
"...Perfect timing. Teacher wants something. And you've got it, Yeon-woo."
"Really?"
Dick, balls, cum. Obvious.
But I played dumb to the end.
"T-Time's short..."
Her hand slid forward. From ass to thigh, thigh to crotch. Impossible to miss now.
"Oh, Teacher. You wanna eat my dick?"
"...Not exactly. Just thought seeing your dick might energize me..."
"Shoulda said so sooner!"
I whipped off my uniform pants fast. Zipper down, belt undone in a flash. Like I'd been waiting.
"Next time, say it straight. Want sex? Say sex. Want to suck dick? Say suck dick."
"...Even so, I'm your teacher. Can't say that..."
"You're my girlfriend before you're homeroom teacher. And I'm your boyfriend."
I grinned and shoved my erect dick at her face. Rubbed the huge thing on her cheek as I spoke.
"Lovers doing naughty stuff is normal, right, Teacher?"
"R-Right! Yeah, but...!"
Whenever hypnotizing cadets, no hesitation. Feeling guilty now?
'Yeah right.'
Stop flaring your nostrils sniffing dick and pretend otherwise.
"Eat it tasty, Teacher. Loaded up my balls just for you."
Ignored her protests and stuffed my dick in her mouth.
Churup, churup! Churup!
"Wuup, wub!"
In the end, I skipped morning assembly.
"I handled it, Teacher."
"Ahem, thanks, Mi."
Class President Mi had taken over, managing the C Class cadets. She came to the staff lounge to report.
Eum Ji-hye smiled awkwardly and praised her efforts.
"...You've got a hair here, Teacher."
"......"
Class President Mi deadpanned as she picked pubes from Eum Ji-hye's lip.
I saw it. Her pocketing the pubes instead of just brushing them off.