Let's Do Pussy Education Like This Often From Now On
"Ah, hauk…♡ Seon-ah, Seonaaa…♡ Haeu, ah, ang, aaang♡"
My fingers slid in with a wet squelch from near her entrance, then withdrew from the deepest part of her. Even though her insides were so soaked they had turned completely slippery… the hot vaginal walls still clenched around my fingers with a tight, elastic grip, as if trying to trap them and keep them from leaving.
"J-just a little s-slower…♡ Aaang, ah, uup…!"
"Be quiet, teacher. What if someone outside hears you?"
"Uum… yes, ut, uuung…♡"
When I kept thrusting into her pussy and clamped a hand over her mouth, Seong Mi-na nodded obediently, her eyes wide with fear. I already knew from all our previous sessions in the counseling room that moans of this volume wouldn’t leak out. So this was nothing more than me venting my frustration by tormenting her.
…Why am I like this?
I’m aware that I’ve been spiraling ever since that incident. I also know Seong Mi-na is trying to help me. Yet not only did I coldly reject her kindness, I turned around and took my anger out on the very person trying to save me. All because she had pussy sex with someone she likes.
Of course a teacher can have someone she likes. Wanting to have sex with that person is completely natural. In the first place, our relationship has only ever been physical. I know all of this, and yet the thought of even her being taken away sends a stinging pain blooming in my chest. Expecting everything alone and feeling disappointed alone is truly pathetic. It’s exactly because I’m this stupid that Han-na left me.
"Huuung… ut, huuuung… yes, uuung♡"
Angry at myself for taking it out on her pussy like an idiot, I poured all the negative emotions I’d bottled up back into her. The vicious cycle kept repeating, and the more it did, the more sadistic desire flooded my mind. My fingers grew rougher and more violent as they pistoned inside her. Naturally, her moans and the way her pussy squeezed me grew more intense with every thrust.
"Teacher Mi-na…. Does it feel that good when I fuck your pussy?"
My palm was drenched in her juices, making loud, wet slap-slap sounds as I stirred her violently. I leaned close to her ear—her pupils already half-rolled back in ecstasy—and whispered in a mocking voice.
"Even though you’re a teacher, you let a student play with your pussy until it’s all sloppy and you cum like a whore…."
When Seong Mi-na looked up at me with those resentful eyes, I punished her insolence by driving my right arm forward with all my strength, slamming my palm against her mound as my fingers plunged deep inside. Even with my hand over her mouth, she writhed and let out muffled screams of pleasure. The sight of her helplessly squirming in my arms was unbearably adorable. Her ragged breaths were sickeningly sweet. The way her scorching inner walls gripped my fingers was obscenely lewd.
The sense of achievement at reducing her to this state, the cheap feeling of superiority, all of it melted into a thrilling pleasure that washed away the guilt staining my insides.
"Teacher Mi-naaa…♡ You can keep going, can’t you?"
The bed was soaked with every kind of fluid imaginable, and my own thighs were just as drenched in pussy juice. I savored the way her walls kept spasming around my fingers in the aftershocks of her climax, then finally removed the hand covering her mouth.
"Huuuu… huu, ut… Haa, ah, haaaak…♡"
Without answering, she stared blankly at the ceiling with hazy eyes, trying to catch her breath. I didn’t even wait for her to recover. I started licking her ear—the same ear that had just trembled while she came on her student’s fingers. I pushed the tip of my tongue into her cute little earhole and thoroughly messed it up, then planted wet kisses all over her earlobe, drinking in her coquettish moans.
"Teacher♡ Teacher♡ Teacherrr…♡"
While my fingers continued to plunge into her sloppy, loosened pussy, I lost myself once again in her lewd body.
"Haa…. I really must be crazy…."
The sun had already set outside the window. After hours of frenzied pussy sex, I laid the unconscious teacher on the bed and squatted on the floor beside it.
"Why do I always end up like this…."
I was the one who had hurt Han-na because I’d been blinded by the pleasure of everyone’s pussy management. Today, I had taken out all the pent-up rage and the pleasure of violating her on poor, innocent Seong Mi-na. …How was I supposed to face her now?
As I kept banging my forehead against my knee in self-reproach, I heard rustling from the bed behind me. Was Seong Mi-na already awake?
"…Seon-ah, why are you sitting like that?"
"…."
Even though her body must have been exhausted from the rough sex, the first thing she did upon waking was worry about me. The sudden surge of emotion made me bite my lower lip; I couldn’t even answer.
"Before we started, didn’t I tell you to feel good using my body…?"
"…Yes."
Her voice came softly, like a lullaby. I somehow pulled my emotions together enough to give a short reply.
"You only did what I told you to. There’s no need to look so devastated."
"But…."
"No buts."
With trembling legs, Seong Mi-na got off the bed and plopped down beside me on the floor.
"I wanted you to feel good with my body, and you released everything that was bottled up inside you into me. That’s all that matters."
"B-but you went through so much because of me…."
"…Seon-ah. Do you really think I was just pretending to feel good?"
"…."
I thought about it for a moment, then silently shook my head. As I knew all too well, while faces and words can lie, a pussy cannot. The way her hot vaginal walls had clenched so tightly around my fingers, the flood of juices that gushed out like she was wetting herself with every orgasm—none of that could be faked.
"Thanks to you, the teacher felt incredibly good too. It was the first time in my life I’ve ever cum that hard."
Seong Mi-na gently pulled my dejected body into her arms and patted my back.
"So really, I should be the one thanking you. Thank you for making my pussy feel so good."
"…."
"From now on, let’s do pussy education like this with my pussy more often. Understand?"
"…Yes, teacher."
Feeling my vision blur with tears, I gave a small nod. More than the fact that I had released everything I’d been holding inside, the warmth of her heart seemed to ease the pain in my chest a little. So this was what real Pussy Education felt like.
I stayed there for a long time, face buried in her chest, savoring the warmth of her body with every inch of my skin.
After roughly calming my messy emotions, I cleaned myself up and hurried toward the classroom. But because I had spent so long having sex with the teacher, CA time was already over and the classroom containing my bag had been locked for a while.
I thought about borrowing the key from the staff room, but the idea of walking in there wearing this lewd uniform—the same one the vice principal had already scolded me for—felt too uncomfortable. After some hesitation, I decided to head home as I was. I had already put all my books in my locker anyway; I could just come back tomorrow to grab my bag.
I changed from slippers into sneakers and left the academy, absently touching my strangely empty shoulders.
"…."
I wore this outfit every day at the academy, and both the first-year girls and I had grown numb to it. But stepping out onto the street dressed like this immediately drew every possible stare. Couples walking arm-in-arm, men in casual clothes heading to the convenience store, noisy delivery motorcycles, groups of female students chatting together—every single one of them turned to look.
Their gazes crawled over me, eventually locking onto my large breasts emphasized by the tight blouse, my narrow cinched waist, and the thighs exposed beneath my ridiculously short skirt. At the same time, a dangerous desire boiled up from deep inside my chest. I wanted to show more. I wanted to be touched. I wanted to be violated. The urge filled me completely.
If this had been a normal day, I would have taken some girls home or dragged them into an alley for kisses to soothe the heat. But today I was walking home alone. There was no one to help me.
"Haa, haa…."
I hugged my burning body and walked faster, careful not to let my skirt flip up since I wasn’t wearing panties. I needed to get home. There would be no girls to fuck me today, so once I got back I’d have to use my toys to masturbate my pussy….
I shot sharp glares at the men who tried to approach me, driving them away, and finally reached the front door of my house.
"…What are you doing? Why are you just sitting there instead of going inside?"
The one waiting for me was Eun-jung. She was squatting miserably beside the front door with the bag I had left in the classroom, saying, "You wouldn’t answer your phone… I got worried…."