Chapter 192: Genius Girl's Sex Education (2)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 192: Genius Girl's Sex Education (2)[R-18]
I continued to kiss Yoon Chae-ha slowly.
“Mmph… slurp…”
She clung to my neck, sucking desperately at my lips.
As if begging me not to leave.
The wet sound of our tongues tangling and saliva mixing filled the room with a lewd air.
I gently stroked her back, sending a silent signal that everything was okay.
My touch seemed to make her relax slightly, but then she pressed herself against me even more fiercely.
I slowly moved the hand wrapped around her waist.
Sliding it under the hem of her soft sweater, I felt the searing heat of her bare skin against my palm.
“Ah…”
And then, I cupped her soft breast.
It was a delicate handful, and her nipple, already fully aroused, had hardened to a tight bud that tickled my fingers.
I caught the small nub between my thumb and forefinger, gently rolling and caressing it.
“Ugh…! Hahh, haa… Nnh!”
Yoon Chae-ha’s hips trembled faintly as she exhaled into my mouth.
Our lips parted, and I covered her mouth with mine again, swallowing the moans that kept spilling out.
Squeeze…
At the same time, I saw her instinctively thrust her hips forward, grinding her mound against my thigh.
Slap, slap.
Yoon Chae-ha had surrendered to the pleasure dominating her body, grinding against me with desperation.
I removed my hand from her breast.
Then, I slid it into the space between my thigh and her mound, where they were rubbing together wetly.
“Eek…?”
Yoon Chae-ha’s eyes widened at the sudden intrusion of my thick palm.
Her movements stopped for a moment.
It seemed best to make her come properly once before we started.
The genius girl seemed sexually frustrated.
I found her clitoris through her wet pussy.
I brought my fingertip to the small nub.
And then, I began.
“Hic?!”
Gently, but quickly.
I started stimulating only her clitoris with the tip of my finger.
“Heuk, ah, no…! Wait, huaah… Aht!!”
It wasn’t a dull pressure, but a focused assault on a single point. Yoon Chae-ha tried to resist, but it was already too late.
Her legs trembled as if convulsing and her back arched, trying to escape my finger, but I held her firmly in place and continued the stimulation.
“Ah…! Don’t… I don’t…”
Geniuses tend to fear what they cannot comprehend.
While her mouth cried no, her lower lips were racing madly toward the finish line.
Matching her pace, I increased the speed of my finger as much as I could.
Slap, slap, slap!
As I tormented Yoon Chae-ha’s clitoris at high speed, a slick, wet friction sound echoed in the room.
Splash, splash, splash…
Just then, I felt something warm on my hand.
Love juice burst from Yoon Chae-ha’s pussy, spraying out like a fountain and soaking not only my hand but also the front of her red sweater.
“Hnngh, ah, ah! Ahhng…”
Yoon Chae-ha’s body convulsed and then went limp.
Her toes curled and uncurled, her feet quivering.
Completely drained of strength, she panted for breath, her vacant eyes staring into the air.
Standing over her, I began to peel off her soaked sweater.
As I grabbed the hem and lifted it, the fabric, damp with sweat and her juices, stuck to her skin before peeling away with a lewd sound.
“Aht, aht, aht…”
Schlick… schlick…
Even as the sweater came off, revealing her bare breasts, Yoon Chae-ha was not in her right mind.
She was frantically fumbling with and rubbing her own mound, as if trying to find the pleasure she had just experienced.
Once you find pleasure, a new pleasure follows.
The peak of Yoon Chae-ha’s pleasure was being constantly updated.
“The next… Please teach me the next step, too…”
Yoon Chae-ha pleaded with me.
I looked down at her and chuckled softly.
The next step… was already decided, of course.
But I wanted to give her a slightly newer kind of pleasure.
I helped Yoon Chae-ha sit up on the bed.
Then I moved behind her, letting her lean her back against my chest.
I trapped her entire body in my arms, as if in a back hug.
“Hnngh…?”
Her shoulders tensed at the unexpected position.
“Feel it slowly.”
I kicked off my pants and underwear, then slid my already hard and swollen member between her buttocks.
Not direct insertion, but the indirect stimulation of soft flesh meeting my shaft.
Slide…
“Hic?!”
She flinched in surprise and tried to pull away, but my arms held her upper body fast.
I didn’t move yet.
I just waited, letting the heat of my cock slowly transfer to Yoon Chae-ha’s delicate membranes.
Reassuring her, I took her hand with my other one.
And I brought that hand to her breast.
“Touch yourself.”
With my hand covering hers, we gently caressed her nipple together.
The unfamiliar, searing heat at the entrance to her pussy, and the wicked sensation of fondling her own breast.
Her body trembled, unsure how to handle the collision of two disparate pleasures.
She instinctively tensed her buttocks, trying to avoid contact with my cock.
“Hah… Heuh…”
But the more she did, the more her own fingers stimulated her nipple under my hand, and the pleasure made the strength in her thighs drain away against her will.
Every time she relaxed, her pussy would touch my dick, making her jump and lift her hips again, but the relentless caress of her nipple would eventually make her go limp once more.
In the end, Yoon Chae-ha had no choice but to let her pussy settle over my hot cock.
Squelch…
The outer lips of her pussy, already thoroughly soaked, clung to my shaft with a sticky sound.
As she was inevitably drenched in pleasure like clothes in a drizzle, Yoon Chae-ha focused on the pleasure her own hands were creating on her nipple.
Schlick…
Her pussy was stimulated from below, her nipple from above.
Yoon Chae-ha’s eyes glazed over as she let out intermittent moans, her head growing fuzzy.
I made it so Yoon Chae-ha could neither run nor resist.
I let her be consumed by the pleasure seeping slowly into her, right here in my arms.
Like that, for ten minutes. Without stopping.
“Ugh… Hahh… Nnngh…”
Now, even when she was still, Yoon Chae-ha’s body shivered as if in a seizure.
She bit her lip, trying to hold back the pleasure, but unstoppable, intermittent moans kept leaking out.
Drip… drip…
Her juices flowed ceaselessly from below, and the bedsheets had long since been soaked through.
The last vestiges of the genius girl’s reason desperately tried to look away from the shameful evidence her body was producing, but…
The body is honest, isn't it?
Sway… slide…
Yoon Chae-ha’s hips were already moving on their own.
She rubbed her soft mound against my hard cock, craving a deeper stimulation.
The problem was, Yoon Chae-ha didn't know the next step.
She had an idea from Cheon Yeo-wool’s sex tape, but she didn't really know how to do it.
It seemed it was time to teach her.
“—Nnngh!!”
Having forgotten even how to moan, Yoon Chae-ha seemed to have just come again lightly.
Gush…
More fluid splattered onto the sheets, which were already incapable of absorbing any more.
Only then did I let Yoon Chae-ha go.
She sprawled on the bed, her entire body trembling violently.
The aftershocks of her orgasm still seemed to be coursing through her.
I climbed onto her back, slowly and silently.
“Huu…”
As my weight settled on top of her, her shoulders flinched.
But perhaps she had reached the conclusion that more weight would intensify the pressure—and pleasure—on her pussy.
Yoon Chae-ha desperately pressed her body into the mattress, trying to maximize the contact between her pussy and the wet sheets.
She lowered her upper body and spread her knees, a position meant to receive my full weight with her pelvis.
She was trying to use my weight to masturbate with pressure, even in this situation.
At this point, it was astounding.
To satisfy her needs, I pressed my lower body down hard, flush against her ass.
“Haaang…”
A satisfied moan escaped her as the pressure increased.
And then, slowly, with a steady rhythm, I began to pat her bottom with my palm.
Pat, pat.
“Ah…?”
Yoon Chae-ha lifted her head slightly at the new sensation.
Not painfully, but almost as if soothing her, the rhythmic stimulation continued.
Pat, pat.
“Huuu…”
As if the monotonous, gentle movement had calmed her body slightly, her tense muscles slowly began to relax.
She stopped resisting and started to entrust her body to me completely.
The patting continued for several minutes. Then.
Pat.
The moment my palm patted her buttock, I timed it with the rhythm and slowly pushed my hips forward.
“Aaaht?!”
Sliiiide…
Her body, completely relaxed, offered no resistance.
My cock slowly pushed its way into her slick, open entrance.
Squelch…
Pat.
A small stain, the mark of her deflowering, bloomed on the bedsheet.
I patted her buttock once more, and at the same time, pushed in a little deeper.
“Hah! Ah, ahng…!”
Yoon Chae-ha’s body flinched and stiffened in surprise, but the hand patting her bottom remained gentle and rhythmic.
I repeated the action, allowing her body to get used to this new pleasure, imprinting the comforting stimulation of the pats and the pleasure of insertion as a single formula.
Squelch…
Inside, Yoon Chae-ha was unbelievably tight.
The pressure was enough to make me dizzy.
A flash of pain made her try to pull her hips away, but each time, the patting on her bottom reassured her.
Thanks to that, Yoon Chae-ha was able to take me in all at once, without the pain of being deflowered.
“Aht! Aht!”
Squelch… squelch…
Finally, my cock was seated inside her, all the way to the root.
Pat, pat.
In time with my patting hand, my cock shallowly prodded the deepest part of her.
“Haaang…! Haaah…”
Yoon Chae-ha’s moans were now filled only with the bewilderment of not knowing what to do with this unfamiliar pleasure.
The comforting stimulation of her bottom being patted, and at the same time, the heavy pleasure of something knocking against the entrance of her womb.
The genius girl’s body must have begun to accept this new formula.
I kept pressing down on Yoon Chae-ha with my whole body, making sure she accepted this formula, making sure she couldn't escape.
And slowly, I began to thrust.
Squelch…
“Hnngh!”
Slap…
“Haaaang…”
Her tight insides made a wet sound as they accepted me.
I whispered in her ear, low and commanding.
“Don’t hold back your moans.”
Yoon Chae-ha still didn’t know what to do.
She managed to lift her free hand, the one opposite to the one I was patting her with.
And then she brought her fingers to her mouth.
Suck… slurp…
Yoon Chae-ha began to suck desperately on my fingers.
Squelch…
“Heup…! Slurp…!”
Every time I pushed deep inside, she sucked harder on my fingers.
The saliva pooling in her mouth, the love juice gushing from below.
And with the wet sounds echoing in the room and the comforting, rhythmic patting on her bottom, Yoon Chae-ha’s mind was slowly melting away.
She should be fully adjusted by now.
I decided it was time to teach Yoon Chae-ha the final stage of pleasure.
I wrapped the hand that had been patting her bottom firmly around her waist and began to move my hips explosively.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Heub?! Heub! Huuuup!!!”
The sudden speed sent Yoon Chae-ha’s body shaking helplessly on the bed.
Suck, suck, suck, suck…
Yoon Chae-ha tried to endure by sucking on my fingers, but it was useless in the face of such violent pleasure.
My fingers slipped limply from her mouth.
Schlick! Thwack! Thwack!
“Hnngh, ah, haah, ah! Ah! Haaang!”
Her stifled moans burst out, but I didn’t stop.
I thrust my hips faster.
Finally, Yoon Chae-ha surpassed the limit of what she could handle.
“Hauuaaaaaang!!”
Yoon Chae-ha’s back went ramrod straight as her scream filled the room.
“Kuh…”
I was at my limit, too.
The sensation of Yoon Chae-ha’s hot insides contracting and squeezing my cock made me feel like a string was about to snap.
Gush… gush…
My cock slowly emptied hot semen into the deepest part of her.
She must have felt the hot, thick liquid knocking against the walls of her womb from the inside, because her body twitched and shuddered in time with the rhythm of my release.
Yoon Chae-ha was accepting all of me.
“Huu… Heuu…”
Only after feeling the last afterglow of my orgasm inside her did I slowly pull out.
Squelch…
Watching the mix of semen and her juices run down her thighs, I lay down next to the panting Yoon Chae-ha.
As soon as I lay down, she turned to me as if she’d been waiting and burrowed into my arms.
Looking up at me with feverish eyes, she began her confession between ragged breaths.
“It felt good… It felt so, so good…”
“Inside… something hot… was going thump, thump… and my body felt strange… Hnngh…”
She couldn’t finish her sentence, her body trembling again with the aftershocks of pleasure.
“I’m glad.”
I pulled her tightly into my embrace.
And I took a deep breath of Yoon Chae-ha’s scent.
“Haak…”
Even from a simple hug, Yoon Chae-ha’s body, made extremely sensitive by the lingering orgasm, flinched as if feeling a new pleasure.
Just then.
Yoon Chae-ha buried her face in my chest and mumbled quietly.
“…Pat, pat… please do it more…”
Yoon Chae-ha had memorized the new, magic words that brought her pleasure.
Pat, pat.
As she requested, I lightly patted her round, right buttock.
“Aht, aht!”
Even without penetration, she moaned and her hips quivered.
It seemed Yoon Chae-ha already understood the patting stimulation as the pleasure of insertion.
“This?”
“Yes… and…”
Yoon Chae-ha lowered her head slightly, her gaze fixing on my cock, which was already erect again.
Then she naturally slid her mound against it.
Slick… squish…
Her entrance, already soaked to the brim, began to rub stickily against my shaft, as if wanting to swallow it again.
“Here, too… pat, pat…”
She looked up, whispering to me with pleading eyes.
“Please…”
Kiss.
I couldn’t refuse her request.