The Teacher's Desperate Slutty Confession
Min-gyu couldn't utter a single word. He could only swallow hard, his throat dry.
Right in front of him, Song Jiwon began slowly rotating her hips with his cock buried deep inside her. The slick, wet walls of her pussy wrapped tightly around his glans, squeezing and pulling him in.
Ha... fuck... it feels like there's a tongue inside her pussy... sucking on the tip like it's trying to milk me dry. Is this what a real pussy feels like?
With his shaft fully sheathed inside her, Song Jiwon moved with practiced skill, rolling her ass in subtle circles so the head of his cock brushed against her inner walls. She rocked forward and back in tiny, secretive motions, savoring every inch of stimulation.
Min-gyu's cock was pushed out slightly only to be sucked back in, the pressure of her flesh sliding along his length sending sharp sparks up his spine. The foreskin shifted with her movements, exposing the sensitive head again and again as her pussy gripped and rubbed it from every angle.
Her ass traced perfect little circles, each movement perfectly timed to grind against his glans. Min-gyu could only stare blankly at the sight of her hips "taming" his cock with her body.
This... is doing this to me...
Every time her walls clenched and rippled around his entire length, Min-gyu felt like he was being dragged to the edge of a cliff, nerves screaming. Song Jiwon didn't stop at just rotating her hips—she twisted her upper body slightly too, changing the angle of his cock inside her with every subtle shift. Her pussy hugged him tightly, then released just enough to tease before squeezing again at a steady rhythm. It felt like her inner walls were training and breaking in his cock.
Min-gyu's mouth had gone completely dry. His breath came in ragged gasps, and his thighs trembled as he fought to hold back.
Then Song Jiwon let out a soft breath and pushed her hips forward, driving his cock even deeper until the head pressed hard against her innermost wall. A broken, barely audible moan slipped from her lips.
"Haa... fuck..."
All the awkward practice in front of the mirror, all the careful rehearsals of crude words she'd worried might sound wrong—none of it mattered. In that moment, Song Jiwon didn't even realize she'd cursed out loud. Her rational mind had snapped under the weight of pure arousal. Her body reacted first, and the filthy moan that followed was so natural, so obscenely seductive, that it soaked the entire room.
That voice—thick, sticky, and dripping with lust—spread through the air like it was seeping from the very walls, just like the pussy currently gripping and milking his cock.
Wet, squelching sounds rose from between their legs. Every time he thrust, their soaked flesh clung and parted with obscene, sticky pops. Min-gyu's pubic bone smacked against her ass with dull, heavy thuds while his balls swung forward, striking her clit with sharp, wet slaps.
The impact made her slick skin stick and peel away again, filling the room with thick, lascivious sounds. Min-gyu could feel the pleasure crossing a line, consuming him completely. The tight grip of her pussy, the shock of his hips slamming into her ass, the wet sound of his balls spanking her clit—everything was stripping away his control.
Song Jiwon slowly pulled her hips back before driving them forward again, burying him to the hilt. His cock scraped along her inner walls as it plunged deep, her flesh clinging so tightly it felt like she wanted to swallow even his balls. The overwhelming pressure made Min-gyu choke on his own breath. His waist buckled as her pussy locked around the base of his cock, holding him in place.
A faint, trembling voice escaped her lips.
"I... haa... I'm being so vulgar first... hng..."
"If you just stand there so quietly... I'll be the only one embarrassed... ahng..."
"Won't you make me even more ashamed...?"
"I worked up the courage too... so Min-gyu... hng..."
"Be brave and play with me... Use me... Fuck me... Haa... I want it so badly right now..."
Her pussy squeezed and milked his cock with every word, short moans breaking through. Even as she begged with her mouth, her hips pushed back on their own, swallowing him deeper. At the same time, she clenched hard around him, then slowly rocked forward so the head of his cock rubbed wetly against her inner wall.
This stimulation... this tightness... it feels just like Master's...
No, that's not right... It's Min-gyu right now...
Yet in her mind, the shadow of her usual Master overlapped with Min-gyu's face. Her body already recognized him as its owner.
Min-gyu's thoughts raced.
If she's going this far in front of me...
Does that mean I can really do whatever I want...?
Should I... actually use this bitch...?
Where do I even start...?
In that instant, Min-gyu grabbed her ass and began thrusting hard. Acting on pure impulse, he raised his right hand and brought it down sharply on her cheek.
"Hngh...!!"
Her waist arched like a bow. Min-gyu flinched.
"Ah, was that... too much...?"
He looked at her with worried eyes. Song Jiwon slowly turned her head, meeting his gaze. Her eyes were wet, her lips parted, and a blissful smile curved her mouth.
"Harder... Hit me harder..."
With his cock still buried deep, she lifted her hips slightly and began shaking her ass side to side in small, lewd motions. Her soft flesh brushed against his pubic bone while her pussy clenched tighter, refusing to let him go.
"Hng... Min-gyu..."
"Please hit me harder..."
"You were being gentle earlier, weren't you...?"
She rocked her hips while glancing back at him over her shoulder.
"...Because you were worried it might hurt me, right...?"
"But it's okay... Don't hold back for me..."
She pulled her hips forward, nearly pulling his cock all the way out until only the tip remained inside. In that position, she wiggled her waist teasingly, rubbing just the head against her entrance—pushing in slightly, then pulling back, over and over. The hot, parted lips of her pussy gripped only the very tip, wrapping around it like it never wanted to let go.
Song Jiwon seemed to enjoy the sensation herself, her lips twitching as she let out a small laugh. Still holding just the head inside, she squeezed and teased it while glancing at him shyly, her voice dropping lower.
"...If possible..."
"Could you... curse at me too...?"
Her words trailed off timidly, but her pussy gripped him with absolute certainty. Like a bitch in heat desperate to be fucked, craving filthy words and to be used like a cock sleeve, she squeezed him tighter.
With only the head inside, she twisted her ass lewdly, tormenting him. She pushed in just a little, then pulled back, teasing the tip with maddening little squeezes. Her hips rotated smoothly and expertly while the face she turned toward him wore a seductive smile. Her eyes spoke clearly.
Come on, Min-gyu... Fuck me like the vulgar slut I am...
Min-gyu's breathing grew rough. He grabbed both cheeks of her ass and spread them wide apart. The sight was obscenely exposed—her pussy entrance and even her twitching asshole laid bare right in front of him.
"Aah... Wait a second...!"
Song Jiwon's body jerked, her waist reflexively tightening. It was a single word mixed with embarrassment, shame, and confusion—but the hidden truth was obvious. She couldn't hide the pleasure on her face.
Min-gyu didn't answer. His hands stayed firm, spreading her ass wider while the tip of his cock remained just barely nestled inside her entrance. He muttered under his breath.
A bitch like you has no right to give orders in front of your master...
With that thought, he tightened his grip on her ass like a lever and slammed forward with brutal force.
"Hnghhh...!!"
The impact drove Song Jiwon's upper body forward, breaking her posture. Her knees scraped against the floor as she tried to steady herself, accidentally knocking over the canvas Min-gyu had been working on. It toppled with a dull thud. His cock remained buried inside her, and every time their hips collided, suppressed moans escaped her lips.
But Min-gyu didn't stop. He kept pounding into her, driving his cock deep with rhythmic, powerful thrusts. His pubic bone smacked against her ass with every stroke while wet, squelching sounds filled the room.
Min-gyu gritted his teeth and spat out the words.
"Fucking hell... Turns out the teacher bitch..."
"Was a total slut who went crazy for her student's cock..."
"A filthy whore who wants to get fucked while squirting everywhere...?"
At the same time, his palm came down on her ass even harder than before.
Smack!
"Haang...!!"
Song Jiwon's short moan swallowed the pain. The red handprint on her ass, the way her pussy clenched tighter with every thrust, and Min-gyu's rough curses—all of it made her walls grip him instinctively. Her inner flesh squeezed and milked him, refusing to let go. When he spanked her again, pleasure surged through her and sticky juices trickled down from her pussy.
The more he hit her, the wetter she became. Her pussy absorbed the pain in her ass and converted it into pure arousal, soaking her even more. With every handprint left on her cheeks, she grew more excited like a true bitch—clenching, dripping, and surrendering to deeper corruption.
Haa... it feels so good... My pussy feels like it's going to burst...
Min-gyu finally crossed the line... He's really fucking me now...
Now what should I do... I want Min-gyu to open his eyes even more...
Yeah... I'll think of him as Master... Just like I do with Master...
She squeezed his cock tightly, half-lidded eyes fluttering as she panted.
"Hngh... It feels good..."
"Harder... Hit me harder..."
"I'm... really just a filthy whore... A bitch who craves her student's cum..."
Min-gyu kept cursing.
"A bitch like this is supposed to be a teacher? You're nothing but a walking cumrag."
"Begging to get your pussy stuffed from behind while your cunt leaks everywhere like a cock-addicted slut?"
Song Jiwon twisted her body with every word, pushing her hips back to meet his thrusts.
"Haaang... Aaah!! More... Please curse at me more!!"
"A girl like me deserves to be insulted... Yes... I'm just a cum-dumpster who wants her student's cock to fill my womb... So please..."