The Truth of Pussy Management, Finally Realized
I slid my hand between Seon-ah’s widely spread thighs while both Seong Mi-na and Han Soo-hee stared in a daze. My fingers slowly caressed her pussy, barely covered by the tiny bikini. I traced large, lazy circles over her plump outer lips, rubbing firmly, and soon a sweet, sleepy moan slipped from her lips.
“Huu… ngh, huuung…”
Even in her drug-induced sleep, the pleasure seemed to reach her. Clear fluid kept leaking from her twitching pussy, as if begging for my fingers. The slick coated my hand and I spread it evenly across her glistening folds. Because Seon-ah got so wet so easily, it didn’t take long before her entire pussy was shiny and slippery with her own juices.
Just touching and stroking her deliciously plump cunt was driving me crazy, but I had to be patient. Right now, my goal came first.
Still… it was about time the bait was taken.
“Ch-Cha Eun-jung…! What on earth are you doing in front of the teacher…?”
Finally, the question came. Seong Mi-na had been covering her face with both hands, peeking through her fingers with a hazy gaze fixed on Seon-ah’s pussy. Only now did she speak up, her voice trembling slightly as she tried to call me out.
I held back a laugh and answered in a perfectly calm tone.
“Hm? Is there a problem?”
“Well… Seon-ah is sleeping, and… um, touching your friend’s… there… like that…”
Her voice stumbled as if she were playing innocent, yet the eyes visible between her fingers were locked straight onto Seon-ah’s pussy—now thoroughly toyed with and drooling arousal under my hand. If she truly thought this was wrong, shouldn’t she have grabbed me and stopped it instead of just watching?
Watching Seong Mi-na’s hypocritical act made me want to tease her even more.
“So you’re saying I shouldn’t touch my friend’s pussy, is that it?”
“Eh? Y-yes…”
“But…”
I drew out the word and gave the still-masked teacher a small, mocking smile.
“…isn’t that better than a teacher touching her own student’s pussy?”
“…!”
At the unexpected bombshell, Seong Mi-na’s eyes flew wide open in shock. While she was still frozen, I casually slid the bikini bottom that barely covered Seon-ah’s slit to the side. Then, using my index and middle fingers, I spread her glistening, juice-soaked lips wide apart.
A wet, sticky sound followed—schlorp—revealing Seon-ah’s drenched inner folds and the small vaginal opening that kept pulsing out cloudy strings of nectar.
“You lured your own student under the pretense of counseling, violated her, and even taught her filthy habits…”
I shoved my middle finger into the hole that her own fingers had clearly visited many times and began pumping it in and out with loud, obscene squelches. Seon-ah’s hips lifted slightly into the air and began to tremble violently.
“Haaauuu… ah, haaaa…”
Even though she was asleep from the drugs, her body clearly loved having her pussy touched. Her hot, soaking wet inner walls squeezed my finger tightly, as if hugging it when I pushed in and refusing to let go when I pulled out. Really, no matter how many times I fucked this pussy, I never got tired of it.
“Um… Eun-jung…? Th-there seems to be some misunderstanding…”
“Misunderstanding?”
I added my ring finger as well, stuffing two digits deep inside her, and asked again while stirring her insides. Seong Mi-na’s pupils shook with anxiety as she nodded.
…Honestly. If you’re going to lie, at least practice a little more.
“It was either yesterday or the day before… Seon-ah had a counseling session with you, right?”
“…Ngh.”
Two fingers clearly weren’t enough to satisfy her lewd cunt, so I pushed my index finger in too. I spread her hole wide according to the shape of my fingers and stirred her insides vigorously as I continued.
“After the session, I checked her pussy myself. With my mouth, directly.”
I curled my fingers like hooks and scraped hard against the upper wall of her vagina, where her sensitive ridges were packed tightly. Seon-ah’s waist convulsed, shaking violently, then arched high into the air. Her pussy clamped down hard as she squirted a powerful jet of clear fluid from her twitching hole.
“…Ah.”
The forceful squirt splattered across Seong Mi-na’s black monokini, leaving an unmistakable, filthy stain that could never be erased.
“And there were clear traces of someone eating Seon-ah’s pussy.”
“….”
“Are you still going to call it a misunderstanding?”
When I had licked Seon-ah’s pussy that day, there had been another liquid inside her—clearly not hers. It couldn’t have been Kim Han-na’s; if she had fucked Seon-ah, enough would have leaked out during the counseling session to make it obvious. So that left only one person: Seong Mi-na, who had been alone with Seon-ah during the consultation.
There was also the strange new habit Seon-ah had developed right after—honestly reporting every sensation she felt in her pussy. Not to mention the teacher’s suspicious behavior and actions before that.
Even after my direct question, Seong Mi-na turned bright red around the eyes but refused to admit anything, stubbornly staying silent. Was it the last shred of pride as a teacher, or was she simply refusing to acknowledge her own sins?
Fine. I’d just have to shatter that too. To completely pull Seong Mi-na over to our side.
“…Han Soo-hee.”
Right in front of Seong Mi-na, I casually called her by her first name instead of “Teacher Soo-hee.” The reaction was immediate from both women. Seong Mi-na, who had no idea about our relationship, widened her already large eyes even further, staring at me with an expression that screamed what is she doing? Meanwhile, Han Soo-hee seemed to understand my intention to reveal our connection. She glanced at Seong Mi-na before answering in her usual cool, natural tone.
“…What?”
“Want to fuck Seon-ah?”
“Right now…?”
“Yes. Right now.”
“U-um…? Eun-jung… I mean, Teacher Soo-hee?”
Seong Mi-na, unable to follow our conversation, interrupted in confusion.
“What exactly is going on here? I don’t understand…”
“It’s simple, Teacher.”
I roughly pulled my fingers out of Seon-ah’s pussy, which I had been thrusting into relentlessly. Seon-ah let out a low moan, her spread thighs quivering as she squirted a long arc of fluid—pshewww—before her hips, which had been lifted high, collapsed back onto the mat with a thud.
Taking that as her cue, Han Soo-hee immediately lay down on the mat and brought her face to the sloppy, dripping pussy I had prepared.
“The truth is, Han Soo-hee is no different from you, Teacher.”
“….”
“Me and all the kids in our class are the same.”
I licked my juice-covered fingers clean, one by one, while meeting Seong Mi-na’s trembling gaze.
“We all deceived innocent Seon-ah, trained this perverted body thoroughly, and fucked her whenever we wanted.”
“N-no, I-I…”
“That’s right. Just like what you did, Teacher.”
“Aah…”
And to make sure she couldn’t run away, I drove in the final nail.
Was she finally becoming aware of what she had done to Seon-ah and feeling guilt? Or had she been casually violating Seon-ah thinking it was just between the two of them, only to be shocked that everyone around Seon-ah was doing the same?
Seong Mi-na’s once-sharp eyes had grown dull and unfocused. They were now fixed on her fellow teacher, Han Soo-hee, who was hungrily licking her own student’s pussy.
“……Since when?”
“Pardon?”
“Since when have you all been doing this to Seon-ah…?”
“Ah, I see what you mean. Hmm… it hasn’t actually been that long. It started on the day the first-semester final grades were announced.”
I recalled the memory with a cheerful voice.
“I went to a karaoke room with Seon-ah, and I happened to touch her breasts… and she reacted so lewdly. I’d never dated anyone before, and I always thought of myself as straight. But that day, I realized that at the very least, I wasn’t straight when it came to Seon-ah.”
I pulled away the blanket covering Seon-ah’s chest and roughly grabbed her massive, jiggling breasts—ridiculously large and stupidly soft.
“I wanted Seon-ah so badly, but I knew I couldn’t have her by myself. Seon-ah was too big, too radiant, too dazzling for someone like me to claim alone.”
Before she fell into my hands, Seon-ah had grown up without a single flaw—enough to make even someone as privileged as me jealous. Even if we had somehow started dating normally, I would have been consumed by inferiority complex and destroyed everything within months.
“So I decided—if Seon-ah shone too brightly for me to have her alone, I would tarnish her, drag her down, and make her something everyone could have. Then we could all enjoy her together.”
“Just… for that kind of reason…?”
“Just that reason? Thanks to that very reason, you got to have sex with Seon-ah too, didn’t you, Teacher?”
“….”
I must have hit the mark. Seong Mi-na fell completely silent. It seemed she was finally beginning to realize she was no different from the rest of us. Only one step remained.
“Anyway, that makes you our accomplice now, Teacher.”
“…Accomplice?”
“Yes. You’ve already deceived Seon-ah, trained her, and fucked her plenty of times. From now on, we’ll all work together as fellow accomplices to keep violating her. You’re not thinking of giving her up after this, are you?”
“I-I…”
“Good. You can choose for yourself, Teacher.”
To the hesitant teacher who faltered at the word ‘accomplice,’ I offered a choice she could not refuse.
“Will you stop violating Seon-ah, return to your normal daily life unlike the rest of us… or—”
I gave Han Soo-hee a grateful glance for moving aside at the perfect moment, then ran my hands over Seon-ah’s thoroughly disheveled, obscenely lewd body for Seong Mi-na to see.
“—will you continue to freely fuck Seon-ah’s irresistibly perverted body from now on?”
…What the hell am I listening to right now?
I kept my eyes tightly shut so no one would notice I had woken up. I could only blankly replay Cha Eun-jung’s voice echoing in my ears.
They said they violated me… that they fucked me…?
But until now, I thought it was all just pussy management, not sex…
……Huh?