The Tutor's Humiliation
Chapter 10: This Makes It Feel Like I'm the One Ramming Teacher
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The sound of the school uniform skirt slapping against the flesh of his buttocks echoed throughout the entire room.
"Heheh, Teacher~ This makes it feel like I'm the one ramming you. It's fucking hilarious!"
As if they were having sex in doggy style, Ye-eun grabbed Jihwan's waist with both hands, pulling him toward her with force as she repeatedly slammed her groin against him.
Every time the front of Ye-eun's school uniform skirt hit his buttocks, his balls swung back and forth violently in midair.
Ye-eun even slapped his buttocks hard with her palms, just like she had seen in adult videos.
Seunghee was snickering as she captured the entire scene on her phone.
"Ugh... Ah... Ngh..."
"Teacher~ Even while this is happening, your nipples are completely erect~? Don't tell me you're actually feeling pleasure from getting rammed like a girl? Huh? Is that it?"
When Ye-eun leaned down, pressing against him as she hugged him and began to torment his nipples with her fingers, Jihwan trembled in terrible humiliation, clenching both hands into tight fists.
He felt so embarrassed that his ears were burning hot.
Nayeon looked down at his face with a scowl full of contempt.
Stroking his twitching penis back and forth, Nayeon leaned in and whispered softly into his ear:
"...You absolute pervert... Does doing this actually make you hard? Huh? Are you turned on...?"
"Khhh...! Ugh...!"
As Jihwan's waist twitched and he gripped the bedsheet tightly while panting for breath, Seunghee turned her phone away from his penis and brought the screen close to his messy face.
Panting with excitement, Seunghee fiddled with her own groin and muttered:
"...Haa, haa... Oppa, look over here! Your expression right now looks totally like a masochistic slut, it's honestly the cutest thing ever...!"
"Haaah... Hgh, ugh..."
Before he knew it, the urge to ejaculate filled him from the base of his lower body all the way to the tip of his penis, reaching a point where he could no longer hold it back, no matter how hard he tried.
He struggled violently to avoid the humiliation of ejaculating in this position, but Ye-eun pinned his wrists down tightly from above as if she were raping him, rendering him unable to move, and whispered into his ear:
"Where do you think you're escaping to, Teacher~ Just come like a girl being violated~ Huh? Come on, just let it out~"
"Kh... Khhh..."
Ye-eun pinched his bumpy areolas tightly between her thumbs and index fingers, rubbing them aggressively.
At the same time, Nayeon's hand continuously stroked and pumped the ridge of his glans, until Jihwan could finally hold back no longer and shot out his semen.
"Ugh...!! Ahh...! Ngh...!! Mmh..."
Curling his toes tightly and trembling all over, he continuously poured his semen onto the bed.
Ejaculating in this position made it feel as though even more semen than usual was being squeezed out of him.
Ye-eun giggled as she watched his anus repeatedly spasm, tightening and then loosening weakly.
"It looks like our Teacher is a girl after all, since he likes this position so much~ Teehee..."
Meanwhile, Nayeon looked down with a disdainful expression at his sweat-drenched face, which was ruined by pleasure, and clicked her tongue.
Seunghee smiled brightly as she took close-up videos of his miserable face.
A good while later, Jihwan was finally released from the girls' grip and staggered down from the bed.
As he did, the sight of Nayeon's bedsheet, completely drenched and stained with his semen, was laid bare.
"Ah...!"
Flustered, Jihwan hurriedly tried to wipe it with some tissues, but Nayeon coldly stopped him.
"...Leave it, I'll take care of it..."
Jihwan looked at her in confusion, having expected Nayeon to fly into a furious rage, but she surprisingly showed little reaction.
Nayeon nonchalantly flipped the blanket over to hide the semen-stained part and went back to her phone.
In the meantime, Seunghee, her face still flushed with lingering excitement, sat down right next to him and leaned in to snap a few selfies together.
"...Let's take lots of lewd pictures together from now on, Oppa!"
Seunghee smiled brightly, holding his hand as she shouted happily.
Jihwan kept his head down in shame, biting his lip tightly.
Then, from behind him, Ye-eun hugged him with a sly, smiling gaze and whispered suggestively into his ear:
"..Now then, go ahead and teach the lesson like this, Teacher~"
As she said that, she grabbed his flaccid penis—which had just ejaculated—and gently tugged on it, causing blood to slowly rush back into it once again.
From a certain point on, the door to Nayeon's house began to look like the entrance to a dungeon crawling with monsters.
Trembling with fear over what new kind of harassment he would face today, Jihwan reluctantly opened the door and stepped inside.
"...Is... Is anyone home..."
He muttered weakly in a voice as tiny as a mosquito's.
No sign of presence came from within, and for a fleeting moment, Jihwan's hopes swelled, thinking that this time there really might be no one here.
However, he quickly shook his head and bit his lip firmly.
'...No... Even if it's terrifying, I have to face them somehow. Otherwise, it's only a matter of time before I get fired from this tutoring gig...!'
But honestly, considering what they had done to him so far, it would be abnormal not to be scared.
Having his semen forcefully milked out of him was practically a given by now.
On top of that, they had forced him to ejaculate against a wardrobe with underwear stuffed over his face, made him conduct lessons completely naked, and forced him into humiliating postures with his buttocks sticking out just to take photos of him.
It was impossible not to be traumatized by this level of harassment.
Praying that the students wouldn't be there, Jihwan shivered as he cautiously opened the door to Nayeon's room.
"....Oh...."
"....Ah...!"
The moment he opened the door, his eyes locked directly with Nayeon, who was right in the middle of changing out of her school uniform.
Jihwan cover his eyes in a panic, but the image of Nayeon—who had already dropped her school uniform skirt at her feet and was unbuttoning her uniform shirt—was already vividly seared into his mind.
Her slender, idol-like limbs, her plain student bra, her strangely familiar white Adidas panties, and the loose uniform shirt with almost all its buttons undone were unforgettable.
Assuming that Nayeon would be absolutely furious, Jihwan squeezed his eyes shut, waved his hands frantically, and apologized in a rush.
"I-I'm sorry..! I didn't know anyone was inside, since it was completely quiet..."
"......."
When no reply came despite his repeated apologies, Jihwan trembled with fear, wondering if Nayeon was truly too angry for words.
The sound of him swallowing nervously was loud enough to be heard outside his throat.
When he finally opened his eyes with extreme caution and looked at Nayeon, to his surprise, she was calmly continuing to change her clothes.
Nayeon had now shed her uniform shirt completely and was holding a pair of blue dolphin shorts that had been hanging on her chair, about to put them on.
She glanced at him, frowned, and spoke coldly.
"....What are you doing? Shut the door if you're inside."
"...Huh...? O-Oh, right..."
Jihwan quickly shut the door as she instructed and turned around.
Nayeon was slipping her legs one by one into the blue dolphin shorts and pulling them up.
As she lifted her knees to guide her feet through the leg holes, the slight indentation of her genitalia between her thighs was clearly visible.
Sweating profusely, Jihwan desperately averted his eyes.
Just then, having finished putting on the dolphin shorts, Nayeon naturally reached behind her back to unhook her bra, only to glance over in his direction.
".....Hey."
"Y-Yes, Nayeon."
When Jihwan managed to lift his head and lock eyes with her, he was surprised to see Nayeon staring at him intently, her cheeks slightly flushed and her lower lip lightly bitten.
"....W-Why did you call me...?"
Since Nayeon remained silent after calling his name, Jihwan muttered out of sheer nervousness.
Nayeon abruptly turned her head away, hiding her face behind her hair, and mumbled bluntly.
"...If you want to look at my tits, go ahead."
"Huh...?"
With that, Nayeon slowly unhooked her bra and let it slide off.
Jihwan's eyes widened as he stared intently at the sight.
They were the youthful breasts of a schoolgirl.
Still, they weren't completely flat; they were a cute size that could comfortably fit into a single hand, like wrapping a piece of meat in a lettuce wrap.
Inside her light pink areolas, which were about the size of a 500-won coin, her dainty nipples protruded roundly.
His face turning bright red, Jihwan swallowed hard as he watched the scene unfold.
When Nayeon leaned forward to pick up a white T-shirt from the floor that she used as pajamas, her breasts hung down, swaying softly from side to side like pudding.
Then, as Nayeon lifted her head and raised one arm to slip it through the sleeve of the white T-shirt, her smooth, creased armpit and her slightly lifted nipple were completely exposed before his eyes.
Once Nayeon slipped both arms through and fully dressed herself, Jihwan finally realized that he had been staring blankly with his mouth open, and he quickly lowered his head again in shame.
Nayeon smirked with a satisfied look in her eyes and stared at him for a moment.
Jihwan closed his eyes tightly and tried to speak as calmly as possible.
"...Ahem, ahem... S-Shall we start the lesson then..."
"...."
Of course, the moment Jihwan started the lesson, Nayeon immediately rested her head heavily against him, ignoring his teaching entirely while staring only at her phone.
Midway through the lesson, Nayeon suddenly raised her head, gathered her legs together, and muttered in an annoyed tone:
"....Ah, it's so fucking hot, seriously..."
As she fanned herself and pulled the collar of her T-shirt forward, her nipples became precariously visible inside.
When Jihwan's eyes widened and he stared intently at the opening, Nayeon smirked with a wicked glint in her eyes, leaning slightly toward him as she muttered:
"...What, want to see them again?"