Chapter 69
Chapter 69
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 69
Chapter Title: Practical Exam with the Teacher (2) The Teacher Takes the Exam During Exam Time
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I locked the door and led Michelle back to the bed.
It felt a bit belated to think this now, but with a bed and bathroom in the staff room—not to mention the soundproofing—it was starting to feel less like an office and more like a motel.
"..."
I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. Michelle's eyes sparkled the moment she saw it.
She was already just as aroused as I was.
"Want it?"
I stood on the bed and thrust it toward her.
Michelle, sitting on the mattress, stuck out her tongue as if she couldn't wait to lick it the instant it came near her face.
"Mmm... I want it so bad."
She seemed to have forgotten we were at school and that she was a teacher.
Or maybe, like me, she was even more excited precisely because she remembered it.
Michelle had long since started prioritizing me over her duties or responsibilities as a teacher.
"Michelle. I've been studying really hard for the exam, right?"
"Huh? Y-yeah."
Even as a question mark floated in her eyes at my sudden words, her gaze never left my cock.
"I've worked hard and taken the exam, so now it's your turn to take one."
"An exam...?"
"A test to see how good you can make me feel."
It came out of nowhere, but that didn't matter at all.
Once we'd decided to get physical, everything from here on out—our words, actions, thoughts—was just a tool to heighten the arousal.
And Michelle knew that perfectly well.
"Yeah. I'll take the test. Make you feel good, Ian♡"
"Good. If you get a perfect score, I'll grant you one wish."
"A wish? Sounds great."
"Then let's start the exam."
"Mmm. Slurp..."
Her soft lips soon enveloped the head of my cock.
She wrapped them precisely around the ridge where the shaft met the glans, sucking gently while her tongue teased the slit.
Schlup, slurp... schlup.
Her relentless grip on the head showed just how much she craved it.
And the diligent way her tongue lapped at the tip conveyed her devotion.
"Michelle, that feels good..."
Her exquisite blowjob coaxed a trickle of precum from the slit.
Each time, she mixed it with her saliva in her mouth before letting it drip down the shaft, then spread it evenly with her hand.
Once the entire length was slick, she bobbed her head lightly back and forth, sucking on the upper half including the head.
At the same time, her hand began stroking the rest.
Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke!
Slurp, schlurp! Mmm, slurrrp.
The way her mouth sucked the head and her hand moved was seamless, flowing like water—utterly skilled.
A few months ago, she knew nothing about men, but now she was accustomed to it because of me... and that familiarity was for me alone. The thought made my hips tremble.
There was another reason her service felt so special.
"Ian... do you like my mouth?"
"Yeah. I love it, Michelle."
"I'm so happy...♥"
Michelle's selfless, devoted personality shone through even during sex.
She prioritized my pleasure as much as—or more than—her own.
That was why receiving her service felt like she was serving me with pure, genuine care.
The mental connection of knowing she got off on making me happy only aroused her more.
Stroke! Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!
Slurrrp, schlurp! Sluuuurp!
Her blowjob and handjob grew a little more intense.
The moans leaking from my lips delighted her, spurring her to move even more eagerly.
"Ian... how many points so far?"
"Hm... ten?"
"Only ten...?"
Her eyebrows drooped in disappointment.
"The better you make me feel, the higher your score goes. Keep it up, and you can hit a hundred."
"Really?"
Her face lit up with determination as she dove back in.
Her hand never stopped stroking the base.
Her vigorous sucking occasionally made the head poke her throat.
Each time, she coughed softly—she wasn't used to deepthroating yet—but her sole focus on pleasing me kept her going.
Slurrrp! Schlup! Slurp, suuuck!
The pleasure built steadily from her devoted efforts.
More blood rushed below, and I could feel my cock swelling thicker.
With it in her mouth, she couldn't miss it—and sure enough, she ramped up even more.
In response to her dedication, semen surged up my urethra.
"Mmph! Hah... gulp... gulp..."
She swallowed it down calmly, like it was vital nourishment.
Proof that she'd pleased me, her expression brimmed with happiness as it slid down her throat.
"Haa... haa..."
As I slowly pulled out, her tongue followed reluctantly.
"Ian... I..."
I knew exactly what she wanted.
She loved making me feel good, but she also loved feeling good because of me.
"I can't hold back anymore..."
Her eyes pleaded with me.
But that look triggered my habit again.
The one where seeing someone so desperate made me want to tease them.
"I want to, but... what about Selena? You okay not checking on her?"
"...Ah!"
She'd completely forgotten—her wide-open mouth snapped shut with both hands as she gasped.
"Y-yeah, I guess I should go."
Truth be told, if the student was behaving during the exam, constant supervision wasn't strictly necessary.
Still, her dedication to her duties was so quintessentially Michelle.
She hopped off the bed and headed straight for the bathroom.
"Hold on—don't rinse your mouth. Go like that."
"Huh? But..."
She hesitated, then nodded.
If I asked, she'd usually go along with it, no matter how inconvenient.
Her hand grasped the doorknob to leave, but she couldn't bring herself to open it fully and glanced back at me.
"You'll keep going when I get back... right?"
"Of course. Even if you say no, I'll make you."
"Okay..."
Even after answering, she lingered, reluctant—like a kid dawdling before school.
Finally, after one last glance at my cock, she left the staff room.
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Michelle pressed a hand to her chest as she stepped out, trying to calm her pounding heart.
Her body was still burning up, and the thrill of going from something so lewd to facing another student wouldn't quit.
She'd done it before—slept with Ian right before morning roll call and headed to class—but this was different.
'We did it right next door...'
And whether it was her imagination or not, she swore she could still taste Ian's cum in her mouth.
Heart racing at the thought of Selena noticing, her footsteps grew cautious despite the empty hallway.
She slipped into the neighboring teacher's staff room. There sat Selena, utterly focused on her exam.
Even in the cool room, sweat beaded on her forehead from concentration.
"You're here, Teacher."
She'd heard the door and knew it was Michelle.
Ever the polite heiress of a prestigious chaebol family, but right now, the exam left her no time to look up.
"Y-yes... How's the exam going, Miss Selena...?"
"Aiming for a top score, so it's not easy."
With no crowd in a formal testing hall, the atmosphere stayed relaxed.
No exam content talk, but chit-chat like this was fine.
"I see..."
"Teacher, are you feeling okay?"
Selena finally glanced over now that she had a moment.
Michelle was covering her mouth with one hand, which struck her as odd.
"Uh, y-yeah?"
"Your face looks a bit flushed too."
"Huh? Oh, no. I'm fine."
She panicked, slipping into informal speech.
She knew her hand position looked unnatural but couldn't lower it.
She was terrified Selena might smell Ian's cum.
"Um... Miss Selena? I need to check on Ian for a bit."
"Sure, Teacher. You're leaving early this time, though?"
"Huh? Well..."
"Does that mean you trust me that much? And that Ian Drakhin needs stricter supervision?"
"Exactly..."
Michelle, scrambling for an excuse, found herself agreeing.
Thank goodness Selena supplied the reasoning herself.
"I'll be back later."
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"I-I'm back."
I greeted her return with a smile.
"Good girl."
I didn't bother asking if she'd been caught.
Selena wasn't a psychic, and it was just a blowjob— no way she'd notice.
"Haa... I thought I'd die of nerves just talking to her."
"You talked? So you wanted her to smell my cum, huh."
"N-no, that's not it!"
She pouted adorably, her lips pursing.
Reactions like that made teasing her irresistible.
"You came back quick this time, though? You stayed longer before."
"You know why..."
She whined like she was begging for more.
Truth be told, waiting for her had been torture for me too.
I led her back to the bed and stripped off her suit piece by piece.
I hadn't planned to undress her fully while the exam was ongoing, but the wait had me desperate to see her naked body now.
As I undressed her, she helped with my clothes.
In the staff room, during exam time, we ended up completely naked—and wasted no more time.
I stood on the mattress and pulled her up, pushing her toward the wall at the head of the bed.
She lifted one leg on instinct, and I caught it to keep her steady before sliding right in.