Chapter 9: Sucking the Rude Teacher's Massive Tits
I walk side by side with Ryu Se-hee down the school hallway in the morning.
Normally, she'd be barking orders at me—do this, do that—and I'd be scrambling alongside her, jotting notes. But today, it's the complete opposite.
Ryu Se-hee doesn't say a word. Instead, I'm the one talking to her.
"What's the fun in just walking? Should we hold hands?"
"Are you insane? Teacher?"
"Fine if you don't want to."
"Kuh…!"
It was just a joke.
Mornings at school are the busiest. Even in these quieter hallways, kids are around, and staff are arriving for work.
Right now, children zip past us like bullets, so holding hands would be impossible.
Not to mention groping her ass.
Kind of a shame.
I glance sideways.
Ryu Se-hee walks a step ahead of me, her fist clenched tight.
"W-what are you staring at!"
"Your ass, Teacher?"
"Kuh…!"
She stares straight ahead, refusing to meet my eyes, but every now and then, she flicks her gaze to check on me.
Whenever our eyes lock, she whips her head away. It's obvious.
Even broke as she is, she takes care of herself—her makeup's flawless. And that perfume smells amazing.
Of course. She can't let the kids look down on her. She nitpicked my outfits plenty at the start of the semester.
That pretty getup she's wearing? Soon, it'll be for my personal use.
Hmm, where to do it? If we're talking empty spots at school in the morning…
An after-school classroom or unused storage room would be perfect.
Our school was built for a new town boom—48 classes total, 8 per grade. Massive scale.
Now, thanks to the birth rate crash, it's down to 18 classes—3 per grade.
Even that's barely scraping by for first grade; next year, it'll drop to 2.
Empty classrooms everywhere.
They repurpose some for after-school stuff or whatever, but there are still tons left over.
Finding a deserted one is easy.
"Shall we go this way? Lots of empty rooms on the third floor."
"……."
No answer. She's seriously pissed.
Makes sense. Until yesterday morning, she was scolding her junior—and now she's getting groped and blackmailed by him.
Still, a reply would be nice.
Should I pinch her ass? Just sneak a hand out…
"Oh my."
A voice from ahead makes me snap my hand back. Who’s that?
I look up. A young female teacher stares at us.
Oh, her.
"Getting along so well? Where are you two headed?"
"……2nd Grade Chief?"
Ryu Se-hee tenses up. Can't blame her.
Of all people, she runs into her arch-nemesis here.
2nd grade chief and homeroom teacher for Class 2-1.
Shin Yi-kyung.
Stylish beige-dyed hair, pricey earrings.
A tall woman looking down at us with a leisurely smile.
Crisp white blouse and…
What's that see-through? Bra? Sheer fabric? Wow.
Shin Yi-kyung glances between me—unable to peel my eyes off her chest—and Ryu Se-hee.
"This is the 2nd grade hallway. What's up with the 6th graders this early?"
"Not here for 2nd grade, so butt out, 2nd Grade Chief."
Ryu Se-hee calls her '2nd Grade Chief.' Makes sense.
She's the 6th Grade Chief, so '6th Grade Chief.' Park Sung-hoon from 5th is '5th Grade Chief.'
"Why's the 6th Grade Chief so cranky this morning? Not a kid anymore. Will Tae-oh Teacher answer?"
"Me?"
"Yeah. Teacher."
She suddenly turns to me.
Our eyes meet, and it's intimidating. That piercing gaze sees right through everything.
What do I even say? Looking for an empty room for morning service. No way.
"Heading to grab some materials for morning activities."
"Oh~ really? Just you two?"
"Min Yu-ha Teacher isn't here yet."
"Taking care of your junior? How sweet, Tae-oh Teacher. Makes sense—the 6th Grade Chief doesn't bother."
"…What?"
The arrow swings back to Ryu Se-hee.
She's trembling right next to me—I can feel the vibrations.
Just from their exchange and glares, it's clear they hate each other's guts.
Shin Yi-kyung smirks and claps.
"Perfect timing. Was about to mention this. 6th Grade Chief? I'll borrow Tae-oh Teacher this afternoon."
"Huh? Me?"
Why me again?
"Doing tug-of-war with 2nd grade tomorrow. Needs some weight. Tae-oh Teacher's strong. Can I borrow him?"
"…Says who?"
"Only young male teachers are the 5th Grade Chief and Tae-oh Teacher. What, use our grannies?"
2nd grade's other homeroom teachers are both early-60s, nearing retirement. Granny? Come on.
And even if they're too frail, why me? Because I'm male?
Hmm…
Wait, isn't this good news for Ryu Se-hee?
I sneak a peek at her face.
I have mirroring installs this afternoon anyway. Add Shin Yi-kyung, and no time left to fuck Ryu Se-hee…
Like selling me out for mirroring duty, is she selling me again?
But her response surprises me.
"Handle it yourselves in 2nd grade. 6th grade has plenty to do."
She's covering for me?
Shin Yi-kyung tilts her head.
"Work? What work?"
"Figure it out yourselves."
"Not just pride keeping you from handing him over?"
"I said we have work!"
"Yelling again. Just say you want to look after your own grade."
"Why would I look after him!"
"Oh? You two aren't close? You came together all chummy—I assumed."
"…Kuh…!"
"Fine~ If the 6th Grade Chief insists on protecting Tae-oh Teacher, nothing I can do. I'll call the 5th Grade Chief."
Shin Yi-kyung brushes her hair back and saunters past us.
She pats my shoulder on the way.
"Hang in there. Tae-oh Teacher must have it rough with a chief like that."
"Ah, yeah."
"Hehe."
What was that? She grins at my reply and walks off.
The second she's gone, Ryu Se-hee yanks my clothes.
"What kind of 'yeah' is that?"
"If I'd said no, she'd have ripped into me too."
She'd have spewed her venom at me for sure. Horrifying just thinking about it.
"But Teacher."
"What!"
"Wouldn't it have been better to send me to Shin Yi-kyung Teacher? Then you wouldn't have to see me this afternoon."
"……."
"Oh, wait. Do you actually want to meet me this afternoon, so you—"
"Don't be ridiculous!"
Thwack!
Why hit my arm?
"I-it's just…! I didn't want to give that 2nd Grade Chief what she wants. Don't get the wrong idea!"
"Oh~ sure?"
"That's it, so believe me!"
"Got it, got it. So prickly."
She just can't drop that temper.
But that confirmed it.
For Ryu Se-hee, getting sexually harassed by me beats bending her pride to Shin Yi-kyung.
***
The spot we head to is an unused storage room.
I position Ryu Se-hee between shelves, in a dim corner out of sight.
Current time: 8:05 a.m.
Should have about 30 minutes to enjoy.
"……What now? If you're doing it, hurry up!"
"You want it quick?"
"Might as well finish fast since it's happening! What do you want?"
"Hmm~ what to pick."
I pondered on the way. What sounds best?
Today, this is it.
I stare blatantly at Ryu Se-hee's chest.
Her blouse hides the details, but it hugs those curves perfectly.
"Shall I have a taste of Teacher's massive tits?"
"M-mass… what?"
"Massive tits. Oh, virgin like you wouldn't get it. Tit bags. Tit bags."
"D-don't call them that, you perv! Just say boobs!"
"Too bland. 'Massive tits' gets me hard. Right?"
"How would I know!"
"Now you do. Take 'em out. Massive tits."
"Kuh…!"
Ryu Se-hee glares daggers.
Glare all you want, Teacher.
You know you have to pay today's interest—no choice.
You know it better than anyone.
After one last glare, she slowly moves her hands to her blouse.
Trembling fingers undo the buttons one by one.
I watch every pop.
Seeing this right after arriving? I'm blessed.
Pop. Pop.
Cleavage peeks through the gaps as she undoes down to her navel, then spreads her chest wide.
"……There."
"Whoa~ Felt it over clothes, but damn, Teacher—those are some serious tits."
"No sexual harassment…!"
"That's a compliment. What size?"
"Why do you need to know!"
"Was gonna buy you some lingerie."
"I have underwear…!"
"Come on, take it. You're broke anyway. I'll get you something pretty."
"I said no!"
"Put it on."
"…!"
At my low command, Ryu Se-hee—who was yelling—clamps her mouth shut.
She realizes too late it's an order, sweat beading on her brow.
Her silent lips finally part slightly.
"……38H."
"For real? H-cup? No bullshit—actual H?"
"…Yeah."
"Whoa, Teacher's got monster milkers. How's a virgin hauling these tit bags?"
"………."
Mosol virgin must sting—she purses her lips.
I step up to her chest.
She flinches back a bit but doesn't retreat.
"38 inches… 96cm? Whatever. Time to taste these H-cup tits."
"……Do what you want."
Permission granted.
I bring my mouth to her chest slowly.
Pink nipples perked on pale mounds.
Ryu Se-hee's untouched nipples…!
*Suck…!*
"Hngk…!?"
Her body jolts hard the second I suck.
Damn, sensitive.
First time getting her tits sucked? Explains the reaction.
I grab her waist, bury my face, and suck away.
*Slurp, smooch…! Slurp…!*
"Nng…! Ngh! Ngh…… Mmph……."
She's gritting her teeth, desperate not to moan.
I ignore it, sucking that pink nipple.
Soft tits…!
Didn't know the teacher next door had tits this tasty…!
*Suck…! Slurp…! Smooch…!*
"Nng…! Hnngh!? Ngh……!"
"Your tits taste great, Teacher."
"Shut… up…! Hnngh…!"
Hearing her curse while sucking her pretty tits first thing in the morning…
What could be happier?
I nuzzle in like embracing her, sucking those massive tits for all I'm worth.
The soft nipple hardens bit by bit.
That squishy feel firms up…
Bouncing off my tongue now, elastic.
Should I nibble?
I graze it ever so lightly with my teeth.
"Hnnng…!!?"
Ryu Se-hee startles.
She shoves my shoulders away from her chest.
"B-biting it—what if you bite hard!"
"Nipping's part of foreplay."
"You said just a taste!"
"So nipping's part of tasting…"
"F-fine! Stop now!"
She scrambles to button up.
Her face is beet red.
Hoh.
Not mad about the bite.
More like… embarrassed by what she felt, hiding it?
I chuckle.
"Th-this covers today's interest!"
"Just sucking tits?"
"Th-then what else!"
What next?
Yesterday and today—so-called interest is just me touching her.
Shouldn't service be her doing me?
Time for real service.
I undo my belt and zipper.
"Hik…!?"
Her eyes shake as I drop trou.
No freaking out yet.
I pull out my rock-hard cock from my pants.
Her expression shifts: shock to worry to terror.
"Wh…. what is that…?"
"Oh. First time seeing a dick?"
"N-not first…! Not…! This size is…! Ngh…!"
First time for this size, huh? Figures.
Never been outclassed myself.
I proudly thrust my 24cm monster in her face.
"Teacher?"
"……Huh?"
"Suck it."
Her eyes go wild.
"Suck it."