Chapter 49
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 49
Chapter Title: Teacher Yoon Seo-ah's Case 2
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Teacher Yoon Seo-ah thought, for the first time, that a man's body could be beautiful.
Even without any foreplay, her entrance would have been plenty wet.
It was like a bronze statue sculpted by a world-renowned artist.
No, perhaps it was something crafted by a god.
Sun-hu's naked form was that extraordinary.
This wasn't just about his physical build. His aura was different.
There was something about it that shook the emotions of anyone who beheld it.
"Teacher. I'm going to put it in now. Please let me."
Even if Sun-hu hadn't said a word, she would have begged him to do it first.
"Hurry..."
Teacher Yoon Seo-ah spread her legs and welcomed Sun-hu inside.
She bared everything to him. She knew it was indecent, but she couldn't help herself.
I want this man's genes.
A woman's instinct whispered that she wanted seed from the man before her.
Sun-hu's gaze was fixed on that one spot between her parted legs.
No more explanations were needed. Sun-hu climbed atop Teacher Yoon Seo-ah, following his instincts.
It was a hard, sturdy male body. Every time it touched her soft female skin, Yoon Seo-ah marveled.
The men she'd known until now weren't real men at all. They were just pale imitations.
"Ah, aaah!"
The rock-hard male organ spread her woman's entrance and thrust inside.
With the force of something piercing straight through her, Sun-hu's momentum made Yoon Seo-ah scream like a virgin.
How far? How deep is this going?
Her body rejoiced at welcoming a man's flesh for the first time. At the same time, she felt a terror that she might truly be torn apart.
Sun-hu's cock plunged into depths that had never been stimulated before, knocking at her womb.
"Ahhk!"
It hurt.
But an intense pleasure overwhelmed that pain.
Like being injected with narcotic painkillers, the ache went numb in an instant.
So this is it. This is real sex.
Yoon Seo-ah felt her soul being pulled out by the pillar of pleasure impaling her body.
Due to her profession, she'd seen countless patients suffering mental anguish from their spouses' affairs.
She'd seen women who abandoned their careers and families, devoting everything to a man.
Until now, she'd dismissed them as insane, refusing to understand or even try.
But now she got it. There was no helping it.
If the pleasure they felt was like this, it made sense to go mad for a man and throw everything away. She'd simply been ignorant of such ecstasy until now.
Now, she could fully understand those women.
"...Ugh. Teacher, it feels so good."
Those words, squeezed out of him, made Yoon Seo-ah's womb throb.
The fact that this man found value in her body filled her with such joy she thought she'd go insane.
She wanted more praise. She wanted him to enjoy her body even more.
Yoon Seo-ah forcibly moved her hips, pinned beneath him.
She circled them round and round.
It was purely to please him, to flatter him.
She'd only ever had passive sex, so she had no special techniques.
But she wanted him to feel she was worth being inside, even a little.
"Ahh... Teacher..."
Her clumsy efforts reached her man, Sun-hu.
Even her awkward hip movements overflowed with pleasure for him, still so inexperienced.
He marveled that, as expected of a grown woman, she could twist her waist even in this position. Oblivious that it was her desperate writhing.
"Sun-hu, does it feel good?"
"Yes! Yes, Teacher! It feels amazing!"
"Teacher likes it too, so hurry...!"
At her desperate, gasping plea, Sun-hu pulled his hips back.
The glans' ridge scraped each wrinkle of her inner walls as it withdrew.
That heavy motion made Yoon Seo-ah feel like her womb was being yanked out with it.
"Eugh, Teacher!"
And when he thrust back in, it landed with a thud.
Invading straight to the depths, pounding at the entrance.
"Haak!"
An impact so intense it stole her breath.
Their sex had only just begun, but Yoon Seo-ah already felt like she might pass out.
From then on, Sun-hu gave her no respite.
Thud, thud, thud, thud.
He pinned Teacher Yoon Seo-ah beneath him and hammered his hips relentlessly.
"Aaaaaah──!!"
With every thrust and withdrawal, she tasted paradise-like pleasure.
She feared she might lose her mind to ecstasy too overwhelming to process.
But she couldn't form words or resist.
She couldn't escape the strong man's embrace crushing her.
Swept into the vortex of pleasure, she could only flail.
"Haht, aaaah!!"
She endured by screaming until her throat went hoarse.
Until this hellish bliss finally ended.
The piston-like motion continued endlessly.
The utterly spent Yoon Seo-ah could only shake along with his movements.
Sun-hu, who'd ramped up the pace steeply from the start, was starting to tire as well.
Sex used different muscles than workouts.
He thought he'd have to change up his training routine starting tomorrow.
"Teacher! I'm gonna come!"
And inevitably, the moment of ejaculation arrived.
The thought flashing through Sun-hu's mind was 'contraception'.
Teacher Yoon Seo-ah wasn't an actress or athlete. She probably wasn't on the pill.
Unsure what to do, he looked to her, but she was in no state for conversation. Her soul adrift, drool trickled from the corner of her mouth as she panted.
Overwhelmed by the surging urge to release, Sun-hu reluctantly pulled out of her body.
"Ugh!"
His semen shot out like bullets, splattering across her stomach and breasts.
Even Yoon Seo-ah, pushed to her physical and mental limits, snapped back to awareness at the unfamiliar sensation.
Aah. It's over.
The hot liquid on her chest.
It was the seed of the stud who'd pinned her down until now.
It was a shame. Such precious seed wasted like that.
Unable to pass on those superior genes.
But it was a relief too.
If she didn't get pregnant, they could do it again.
Yoon Seo-ah closed her eyes in relief.
Teacher Yoon Seo-ah opened her eyes about five minutes later.
She lay naked on the sofa, covered only by her doctor's coat.
Sun-hu must have draped it over her while she was out.
"Teacher! Are you okay?!"
Sun-hu had been pacing anxiously beside her unconscious form.
Should he call someone? Or dial 119?
He'd wiped her down with wet tissues and sprayed deodorant, but after that, he was lost.
Calling a nurse would obviously reveal what had happened inside.
Sun-hu floundered, praying desperately that Teacher Yoon Seo-ah would wake up soon.
"Sun-hu."
Yoon Seo-ah struggled to sit up.
Her throat was hoarse from all the screaming.
Her back ached, her joints throbbed. Her inner walls stung from the unfamiliar intrusion so deep.
She probably wouldn't be able to sit comfortably all day.
Even when she'd lost her virginity as a student, it hadn't been this bad.
Yoon Seo-ah let out a hollow laugh.
But satisfaction overwhelmed the pain and then some. Today was the day she'd become a complete woman.
Even now, her womb tingled, and she felt a strange sensation inside, as if Sun-hu were still there.
She had to admit she'd fallen.
Just like those women she'd despised, the ones who'd gone mad for a man and surrendered their entire lives.
Yet her rational side thought coolly.
Sun-hu probably didn't want that.
If she didn't keep a proper distance, he'd discard her in an instant.
No man liked a clingy woman.
She didn't want to be thrown away by Sun-hu.
Now that she knew this pleasure, being discarded by him would make life unbearable.
That mere five-minute rest had given her the clarity for such cold reasoning.
"...Sun-hu. Do you know what you did wrong this time?"
So she decided to play the 'Teacher Yoon Seo-ah' he needed.
I had sex with Teacher Yoon Seo-ah.
I still couldn't believe what I'd done.
Was I just dreaming a long dream after all?
I'd heard I needed to better read my partner's cues and be more considerate, but overall, it seemed like a pass.
No issues physically, but I needed more experience going forward.
As she said, I was too caught up in the excitement during sex to think straight.
To grow, I needed to build more patience and self-control.
If only to become a man worthy of Mom.
Arriving at the apartment, I rode the elevator up and texted the teacher.
Jin Sun-hu: Thank you for today, Teacher.
Jin Sun-hu: Looking forward to our session in two weeks.
Jin Sun-hu: (bowing emoticon)
Yoon Seo-ah: Sure thing, Sun-hu.
Yoon Seo-ah: See you next time.
She told me not to text, but this much should be fine.
Her reply was normal too.
If you thought of it as doctor-patient talk, nothing weird about it.
"Hm? A call?"
I felt the vibration and checked the screen.
The name on my phone was none other than 'Actress Hwang Su-ah'.
I recalled meeting Actress Hwang Su-ah before my date with Mi-so.
I'd completely forgotten. How could I forget her? But so many shocking things had happened since collapsing. Today included.
A bit tense, I answered.
"Yes, Jin Sun-hu speaking."
『Sun-hu, it's me. Hwang Su-ah.』
"Hi, Su-ah. How are you?"
『I heard you collapsed. Are you okay?』
"Ah, yes. I'm fine now."
We exchanged pleasantries politely.
『About that lesson I mentioned last time...』
And then the main topic.
I wondered if she was calling to cancel, but no—she was confirming the schedule.
She's really going through with it? That lesson...
No matter how I thought about it, it didn't seem like something I could do.
I'd give it a shot, and if it didn't work, just say so.
Money? I wouldn't take it.
"Got it. I'll come to your place that day then."
『Thank you, Sun-hu. Take care until then. See you.』
"Sure, you too, Su-ah..."
I kicked off my shoes at the door, and there was Mi-so glaring at me.
I quickly said goodbye to Su-ah and hung up.
"Who was that? Su-ah? A woman?"
"Just someone I know."
That was all I could say.
We weren't really anything more anyway.
"...You smell like a woman. You said you were going to the hospital—did you meet one?"
Mi-so wrinkled her nose.
Damn. Does the scent linger? I sprayed deodorant.
You never notice your own smell.
"I went to the hospital. Sorry if I stink. I'll shower now."
I brushed it off vaguely and bolted to the bathroom.
Mi-so kept glaring from behind.
"Phew."
Scary.
A genuinely pissed Mi-so was worlds apart from her fake sulks.
Lately, every day felt like walking on thin ice.
Mi-so was busy too, but living together meant we'd run into each other.
What to do about Mi-so?
Back then, sage mode made me think I couldn't handle her too, but I must've picked the wrong option.
Even rejecting her, I should've been more considerate.
No way she'd accept such a one-sided declaration.
"Maybe talk after I shower..."
Anyway, Mi-so was stressed from work—I couldn't add to it.
Brushing her off bluntly was my fault.
I'd apologize honestly and find a compromise through talk.
But Mi-so's attitude was colder than ever, and no real conversation happened.
That night, Mi-so took physical action.