The Sticky Aftermath of a Tutoring Session
"What are you going to do about this? I have to wear this to school again tomorrow!"
A few minutes later, Ye-eun, unable to withstand Na-yeon's persistent nagging, reluctantly let me go and stood up, looking disheveled. It seemed like Ye-eun sleeping in Na-yeon's bed wasn't a one-time occurrence. Having been close since they were young, it appeared they often spent the night in each other's beds. I had been released just before I reached the point of no return, gasping for air and struggling to calm my trembling chest. However, my fully erect member showed no signs of subsiding. Even the slightest brush against the collar of my shirt sent shivers and electric jolts through my entire body. Covered in sweat, I had to curl up and tremble uncontrollably.
Soon, Ye-eun crawled out of bed with messy hair, scratching her chest through her shirt, and flopped down to lean against me. She was still wearing only her gray panties. She draped one arm over my shoulder, leaned her body against me comfortably, and let out a languid yawn. "Haaah... I'm so sleepy."
"...Ah, gae-ssibal, stop acting cute. It's so fucking annoying..." Na-yeon snapped, grumbling. Not to be outdone, she sat on the other side of me, leaning her back against mine while scrolling through her phone. I found myself trapped like a sandwich between the two girls, unable to move an inch. They both emitted similar but distinct scents—a mixture of shampoo, the sweat clinging to their school uniforms, and the smell of underwear that hadn't been changed. Na-yeon's scent felt more like a young girl's, while Ye-eun's carried a more mature, potent feminine aroma.
Trembling, I managed to mutter, "...S-shall we... start the lesson?"
Na-yeon pouted, glared at me with her delinquent eyes, then set her phone down and slid closer, draping her arm over my shoulder. She smirked and whispered in a cutesy, nasal tone, "...Tea-cher~."
"Y-yeah..."
"Can you show me your cock again today? Tee-hee..."
I swallowed hard as memories of the previous day—which I had been desperately trying to ignore—came flooding back. Na-yeon, staring at me intently while covered in my semen... Was she really okay with what happened? Did Ye-eun know exactly what went down yesterday, too? I glanced sideways at Ye-eun. Sure enough, she was staring at me with a wide, expectant, mischievous grin. I quickly turned my head away and mumbled softly.
"...On the condition that you pay attention to the lesson... I'll show you just one more time..."
"Yes!" Na-yeon beamed, waiting for me to take off my pants. I swallowed my shame, lifted myself slightly, unzipped my pants, and slowly pulled them down along with my underwear to my knees. Immediately, my 23cm erection from the day before stood tall, swaying from side to side. Na-yeon and Ye-eun's eyes widened in unison.
"...Wow..."
Ye-eun, seeing the real thing for the first time, stared blankly with her mouth agape, looking completely mesmerized. When a string of saliva started to leak from her lips, she quickly wiped it away with the back of her hand. Na-yeon, acting as if she were relaxed since she'd seen it before, giggled and poked my member with her fingertip. However, her touch was more cautious than yesterday, as if she were slightly afraid of when I might ejaculate again.
"...Tea-cher~ is your cock always this big? Or does it only get like this when you come to my room?"
"Ugh..."
Na-yeon covered her mouth, giggling mockingly, and teased me by tickling the inside of my foreskin with her fingertip. Thinking, Is this starting again today?, I squeezed my eyes shut and clamped my mouth, looking pained. Just then, without a word, Ye-eun grabbed my member with her entire palm. I flinched violently, startled by the sudden sensation of her warm, soft palm enveloping me. Ye-eun began to rub her hand up and down slowly, murmuring under her breath.
"...I saw it in a video a while ago, men do this to themselves. Hehe..."
"Haa... Haa..."
Ye-eun narrowed her eyes, wearing a wicked smile, and began to jerk me off faster and faster. My waist shivered involuntarily, and I twitched back and forth. Na-yeon watched the scene with wide, shocked eyes, her face turning bright red. Unlike Ye-eun, who was well-versed in sexual knowledge, this act seemed completely foreign and overwhelming to Na-yeon. She glared at Ye-eun with a look of disgust and muttered, "...Isn't that dirty...?"
"Yeah! Do you want to touch it too?"
Ye-eun replied nonchalantly, lowering her gaze, and grabbed Na-yeon's hand, forcing her to grip my member along with her. Na-yeon gasped, pulling her face back as far as she could, and made a sound of pure revulsion.
"Ugh, gae-ssibal..."
"Tee-hee... doesn't it feel weird...? It's my first time touching it too..."
As Ye-eun looked down at me with alluring eyes and moved her hand busily, Na-yeon's small, soft hand was forced to slide along with her, gripping my member tightly. While Na-yeon frowned and stayed silent, taking a moment to get used to the sensation, Ye-eun moved her hand up and down so fast her hair shook, whispering softly to me.
"...It's strange. Our tutor is so small and cute in both face and body, but your cock is just huge...? Did you eat something wrong when you were little?"
"...K-kuh..."
"...Hmm? Answer me, Teacher~ Why is only this part so big? Have you always been thinking about dirty things? Or do you just touch your cock all the time? How did it get like this? Tell me~"
Ye-eun pressured me relentlessly with her signature languid, cute tone that triggered my PTSD. I squeezed my eyes shut and lamented inwardly. ...D-damn it... come to think of it, this girl was a delinquent just like Na-yeon... She looked kinder because her tone was softer, but she might actually be even more malicious... I gritted my teeth, haunted by the trauma of the past.
Squelch, squelch, squelch...
Soon, just like yesterday, pre-cum began to leak uncontrollably from my prostate, dripping from the tip of my glans. Ye-eun looked surprised at the clear, sticky fluid running down her hand. She suddenly stopped jerking me off, brought her finger to the urethra to collect the pre-cum, and popped it straight into her mouth.
"...Smack... Hmm."
Na-yeon, watching from the side, turned pale and muttered, "Ugh, you crazy bitch... that's so fucking gross..."
"...It doesn't taste like much, actually...? Do you want to try some too?"
"Ugh... Fuck off, you bitch!"
"Eh~ don't be like that, just try it once~ Hehe."
Because Na-yeon was so disgusted, Ye-eun's playfulness was triggered. She scooped up a glob of my pre-cum with her fingertip and shoved it toward Na-yeon's mouth. Na-yeon swatted her hand away, looking absolutely horrified. But Ye-eun didn't give up; she giggled and persistently tried to smear it on her, eventually leaving a sticky streak of pre-cum on Na-yeon's lips. Na-yeon made a face of pure disgust, spat out the fluid that had entered her mouth, and glared at Ye-eun with a furious expression before reaching out and grabbing her collar.
"I told you not to do that, you fucking bitch... If I catch you, you're dead..."
"Eek~ I'm so scared~"
As Ye-eun feigned fear and giggled while backing away, Na-yeon's upper body naturally lunged forward, landing right on top of my member. Because Na-yeon was persistently holding onto Ye-eun and swinging her fists, her upper body—which was pressing down on my cock—was shaking wildly.
"Aah... Augh... W-wait a second..."
The rough texture of Na-yeon's school shirt rubbed against my throbbing, pre-cum-soaked member, and on top of that, I could feel the sensation of her small sports bra and the soft breasts beneath it. I felt my urge to ejaculate rising rapidly, and I gasped for air, curling my waist. But Na-yeon, unaware of my state, continued to struggle, trying to hit Ye-eun while straddling my cock.
"S-stop, no...!"
When I finally couldn't hold it anymore and shouted, Na-yeon finally squinted and looked back at me with a puzzled expression. "...What, why are you..."
"Eek!"
At that moment, Ye-eun mischievously pressed down hard on Na-yeon's back. With the added pressure on my already maxed-out member, I finally snapped the last thread of my sanity.
Thwip, thwip, thwip...!
"Hnggg...!! Augh... Ugh...! Haa, haa...!"
Thick semen erupted in a bubbling rush, soaking Na-yeon's upper body as she sat atop me. My head felt like it was going to explode with pure, ecstatic pleasure. The rough texture of Na-yeon's school shirt pressed against my cock, naturally squeezing out every last drop. I was left in a state of extreme, ecstatic afterglow, unable to focus my eyes for a long while.
"Haa... Haa..."
When I finally regained my senses, Na-yeon was staring at me as if she wanted to kill me, her white shirt completely drenched in semen. "...Y-you fucking bastard, seriously..."
"Pfft... Hahaha!! Ahahahaha!"
Ye-eun pointed at Na-yeon's semen-stained shirt, rolling on the floor clutching her stomach, laughing hysterically. Na-yeon, face bright red, grabbed my collar and shook me, murmuring, "...What are you going to do about this? I have to wear this to school tomorrow, what are you going to do about it...!"
As I stammered, unable to say a word, Na-yeon glared at me, let go of my collar violently, and turned away to angrily pull dozens of tissues from the box on the desk. Afterward, with Ye-eun's help, she spent a long time wiping the large amount of semen off her shirt. Once the surface was mostly clean, Na-yeon muttered that she was going to wash up and stormed out of the room. As the sound of a shower starting in the bathroom across the hall began to echo, Ye-eun draped her arm over my slumped shoulders and whispered in my ear, her voice trembling with suppressed laughter.
"...What are you going to do? It looks like Na-yeon likes you...! Pfft... Tee-hee!"
I stared blankly at Ye-eun, who was giggling brightly, my eyes wide with disbelief.