Academy Exclusive Whore's Professional Ethics (9)
The pussy was hot.
Even when touched by hand, it was obvious. Even when a cock was pressed against it, it was clear. The pussy was hot.
Yet not a single student had ever brought their face close to it. Even after becoming futanari, most girls born female had never imagined themselves licking a pussy. And even the rare few who had imagined it hesitated when faced with actually licking Gyeoul's.
It felt... a little too homosexual, didn't it? Though from the moment they became futanari, the lines between homosexual and heterosexual had already blurred beyond meaning. And if the target was Gyeoul—originally a man who had become a woman—the confusion only deepened. Still, no one wanted to be seen slurping pussy.
Fucking with their cocks was different. Everyone was tormented by unbearable sexual desire, and after the very first day's public sex show on the podium with the high elf Eladriel, they had no qualms about ravishing Gyeoul. But licking pussy? That was... embarrassing. Something they'd rather not be seen doing.
As a result, most had never even considered it, and those who secretly wanted to held back out of shame. Therefore, Bella was the first. The first to press her lips to Gyeoul's pussy.
From above came a sharp "Kyaaang!?" as Bella let out a sweet breath.
"Haa♡"
It was hot. Far hotter than she'd expected. And since lips and tongue were already highly sensitive areas that registered temperature keenly, the heat felt even more intense against her face. To exaggerate slightly, it was like pressing her face against a heated pussy warmer.
And the scent. Sour yet thick and somehow addictive. Strangely, every time she inhaled it, her head grew dizzy and her cock grew rock hard. It was one of the places where a female's lewd pheromones were secreted most densely.
"Sluuuuurp... Haa......♡"
Bella unconsciously breathed it in deeply, then out again. She brought her mouth close and kissed it. Her lips met the vertical slit of the labia perfectly.
"Kghuuuuuuh!?♡♡"
Another high-pitched cry burst from Gyeoul's mouth.
"Kyaa, hik!? H-hyat!♡ Ho, hoooook!?♡"
In truth, even after Gyeoul became the sexual relief committee member, she was rarely caressed slowly and lovingly. Some students would indulge in specific body parts according to their fetishes, but there was almost no foreplay intended to heighten Gyeoul's own pleasure.
There were several reasons for this. Like Bella right now, there was a subtle psychological resistance to actively pleasuring another woman—didn't that make it homosexual? From the start, their relationship wasn't about mutual pleasure; Gyeoul was there to handle the students' sexual frustration. And there was no need to bother with foreplay because simply rubbing or thrusting a cock against her would instantly make her gush thick, white, sticky pussy juice, roll her eyes back, and cum with genuine intensity.
She was, after all, a pathetic female. A third-rate pussy slut.
On top of that, most students had little sexual experience and no real concept of foreplay. The moment they found Gyeoul, their minds filled with nothing but "Pussy! Fuck it!" leaving no room for such leisurely acts.
For all these reasons, Gyeoul had never once been caressed solely for her own pleasure. So this was her first time—showing this kind of obscene, shameful behavior.
"Hik!? Hyat, h-hyat, hik!!♡"
Like someone being tickled and bursting into shrieking laughter, high-pitched moans kept spilling from her mouth without pause. Every time Bella's tongue licked up along the pussy's slit with a wet churuup♡. When her tongue found the urethral opening and pressed against it with repeated pokes. When the tip of her tongue bumped into the clitoris above it. When she realized what she'd found and swirled her tongue around it in a full circle♡. When she sealed her lips around the entire clitoris to suck on it with a loud chuuup♡. And when her tongue extended again to lick from the vaginal entrance all the way back up to the clitoris.
With every single motion, Gyeoul could only spray out pathetic moans—hik♡, heuk♡.
If climaxing deep inside her pussy felt like being struck by a heavy club of pleasure, then having her pussy entrance and clitoris licked felt like being pierced by sharp, stinging needles of ecstasy. Especially her clitoris. It was the homologous organ to the glans, the one erogenous zone that still felt somewhat familiar to Gyeoul now that she was a woman... or at least it should have been.
But given how hypersensitive her body was—feeling pleasure far more intensely than an ordinary woman even from the same stimulation—it was an entirely different story.
"Hik♡ S-sister, stop! Th—hiiik!♡"
Every time Bella's tongue moved, every time her lips moved, it felt like a needle of pleasure was piercing straight through her clitoris. That needle stabbed deep into the cluster of pleasure nerves packed into that tiny area, sending electric currents racing through every single one of them, delivering the sensation straight to her brain with zero loss.
"Ugh, huaak...!!♡"
The clitoral orgasm came suddenly. By the time she realized what was happening, she was already cumming. And the pleasure of climaxing felt similar to the pleasure of stimulation. Instead of her brain being pounded into mush by a blunt hammer of ecstasy, it felt like sharp spears of pleasure stabbing into her mind again and again. Of course, either way, the pleasure was so immense it felt like her brain was being destroyed.
If one had to differentiate, it was a matter of flavor. Like how capsaicin, piperine, and allicin all taste different despite being "spicy."
"Hiiiuuuk...! Hak! Haaak♡ Hak...!!"
She arched her body backward to escape the pleasure, and even while lying down, her massive breasts jiggled heavily.
"Ah..."
Yggdrasil, who had been sitting blankly in place as Gyeoul had ordered, had her eyes fixed on that jiggling motion. Her cock pathetically drooled a thick stream of precum all on its own. All because the very female who was supposed to soothe that cock had commanded her to wait.
Yggdrasil's mouth hung open, revealing her white teeth, and drool dripped from the corner of her lips—drip, drop.
"Gyeoul...♡"
Drooling from both above and below, Yggdrasil stood up.
A futanari's sexual desire was not only far stronger than a normal man's, but their recovery was also much faster. There was a limit to forcibly suppressing the lust that should have been released. Everyone knew that. But there were individual differences.
Eladriel, who had displayed superhuman, heroic, and praiseworthy patience until meeting Gyeoul, represented the extreme of the high end. Yggdrasil, who had originally been weak-willed, represented the extreme of the low end.
Ever since being cursed, until she was brought to the academy, Yggdrasil's every day had consisted solely of masturbation.
—Haa♡ Ah, it's coming out again...♡
Grabbing her cock and stroking it, cumming, then continuing to knead it until it got hard again and cumming once more. Just that endless cycle. Her entire room would fill with the smell of semen. When she ran out of towels to clean it, she'd end up soiling her bed with cum before passing out. The next day and the day after that were exactly the same.
Yggdrasil panted with hot breaths.
"Haa, haaa...♡"
Her head felt fuzzy. Her face burned as if her body was running a fever. She vaguely remembered Gyeoul asking her to do something, but she couldn't recall what it was.
Female. I want a female. I can't think about anything right now. Cock. Cumming feels good. Gyeoul's pussy feels good too. Gyeoul is good. Pussy is good. Gyeoul's pussy is the best in the world♡
"Hau♡"
Yggdrasil suddenly trembled all over. Just remembering the immense pleasure Gyeoul's body had given her made her body shake with remembered ecstasy.
While the academy students gave pleasure to Gyeoul, they also received pleasure from her in return. And as time passed, they seemed to realize more and more just how superior she was as a female—how she was the ultimate, the very best female.
With such a perfect female right in front of her, why had she just been sitting there watching?
'I don't know, I don't know♡ Pussy, I want to fuck her pussy right now♡ I want to shove my cock in her pussy and feel good♡'
Yggdrasil staggered closer. Bella glanced at her, then finally pulled her mouth away from Gyeoul's pussy.
"Huu♡"
Gyeoul's pussy had tasted obscenely delicious. Just as looking at her body was a lewd visual stimulus, and the scent of her flesh was a lewd olfactory one, kissing and sucking on her pussy was a lewd gustatory stimulus.
And Gyeoul—
"Hueee♡ Huee...♡"
After the continuous clitoral orgasms, she lay sprawled with her legs spread wide open. Yggdrasil approached her, eyes locked onto that pussy. Her small frame sported an unbalanced, massively erect cock that looked almost vicious.
Bella hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside.
"Haa, haa...♡"
Yggdrasil, who had half lost her mind, aimed her cock at the hole and thrust her hips forward sharply. But because she hadn't aligned it properly with the vaginal entrance, her cock didn't slide inside the dripping pussy. Instead, it slid upward.
In other words, Yggdrasil's furiously angry cock smashed Gyeoul's clitoris from below with a heavy thwack♡.
"?"
Gyeoul's face went slack with a stupid expression. And in the next instant—
"Hiiikkyuuu...!?♡ !?!? ♡♡!!"
Her body convulsed violently.
"Hek♡ K-ka, hikkuuk...!!!♡♡"
Even while climaxing, Gyeoul blinked rapidly. Her eyelids fluttered like butterfly wings.
"Huaa...?"
Her gaze changed.
The seductive whore who had been coquettishly teasing her clients and providing pleasurable service in exchange for expensive payment vanished.
"Haa... Haa... I, right now..."
It was the fifth day of Prostitute Week. The hypnosis had broken.
And the gaze of the now-sane Gyeoul fell upon Yggdrasil's cock, which was about to violate her.
"...Ah?"