Chapter 15
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: 4P (3)
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Semen oozed out from between her spread pussy lips, bubbling thickly.
'Has she completely lost her mind?'
Teacher Gan thought as he looked at Ha Yoon's lascivious expression. Even so, wasn't this drop too extreme?
To completely abandon all reason after breaking just once like this. But it seemed Teacher Gan was the only one thinking that way.
When he turned his head, both Teacher Park and Teacher Choi were watching the two of them with thrilled faces.
Especially Teacher Choi, who had been pretending to be strict. To make that kind of face when he couldn't even properly manage his own belongings.
Teacher Gan's face twisted as he muttered.
"Teacher Choi, we almost had a big problem there. Please manage your items better."
"You idiot, why blame Teacher Choi for that? It's your fault for letting your guard down."
"What nonsense is... Never mind. I don't want to talk to you anymore. Make sure you don't end up in the infirmary injured. Unless you want to regret it."
Ha Yoon waved him off dismissively, as if sick of it all, and turned away.
She figured sticking around would just make her a spectacle, so she was about to leave.
"Premature little bitch."
"...What did you say?"
She wouldn't have if Ha Yoon hadn't said that from behind.
Teacher Gan whipped his head back around, and she said with a smile,
"Hiding because you feel like you'll cum as soon as you put it in?"
"What kind of ridiculous bullshit..."
"It's true, isn't it? That's why you hide in the infirmary fucking trainees instead of pounding them like me or Teacher Park."
"Teacher Gan, is what Ha says true?"
"Of course not!"
Ha Yoon burst out laughing at Teacher Gan's shocked expression. He always acted so cynical, like some intellectual, but in the end, he was just another beast here to fuck women.
A slave to his desires, so he fell for such lowbrow taunts. Of course, no one had ever provoked him like that before as a trainer, so he probably didn't even know.
Ha Yoon watched as Teacher Gan approached, face flushed red. He roughly shoved her down and growled,
"Ahk!"
"You pathetic loser who gave up right away, pulling that cheap provocation...!"
"Who's the one who fell for it, kwek—"
"Shut that mouth if you know what's good for you?!"
Here it comes. As his large hand began squeezing her throat, Ha Yoon laughed. Blood rushed to her face, breath cut off, but that pressure clouded her mind deliciously.
Teacher Gan flinched at her giggling even as he choked her hard, but he soon hardened his expression and pulled out his cock.
"Damn it, you fucking sex slave...!"
Dropping the formal speech, he muttered irritably and aligned himself before thrusting his hips.
Squelch— Unlike Teacher Park's forceful entry, the insertion went smoothly.
Ha Yoon felt pleasure ripple up her spine from the smooth invading sensation.
Feeling pleasure from having a cock inside her— she was already a full sex slave. She chuckled self-mockingly and grabbed Teacher Gan's wrist as he choked her.
Then, mouthing toward him glaring down at her,
'Squeeze harder, you weak-ass bitch.'
"...Huh!"
Teacher Gan's eyesight wasn't so poor he couldn't read her lips. He was utterly dumbfounded.
Not only was she slamming her hips back mercilessly from the start, but now requesting even harder choking. It was absurd.
"Fine, let's go all the way then."
"Kkh, kek—"
More strength entered the arm around her throat. The force bulging veins made Ha Yoon's vision black out momentarily.
Consciousness fading, her body floating weightlessly.
This was it. This sensation she wanted to feel again. Ha Yoon smiled, her face turning blue.
"Kkh...!"
But it didn't last. The bubbling release inside her belly coincided with his grip loosening on her throat.
As blood surged back, oxygen flooding her brain, the drug-like haze vanished, slamming her back to reality.
"Kek! *Cough*, haek...!"
Fuck, just a little longer and it would've been perfect. Ha Yoon coughed violently, gasping for air. She didn't want to, but instinct took over.
As she hacked away, Teacher Park's amused voice rang out.
"Well now, even if you put it on instant ramen, it'd finish before it softens."
A stopwatch gleamed in his hand. Teacher Gan stared at it, stammering in disbelief.
"Wh-when did you..."
"From the moment you started thrusting, Teacher Gan. Looks like Ha was right on the money? Not even three minutes."
"You son of a—"
Teacher Gan trembled, face red with humiliation at Teacher Park's words.
Ha Yoon burst out laughing at the sight and said,
"Premature bitch, ahk!"
Slap! Teacher Gan struck her cheek, quivering as he yelled.
"Shut up! As if I'd lose to the likes of you...!"
"Now, now, enough. We have to take turns. Teacher Choi?"
"Mm."
Teacher Park stopped him from trying another insertion. Teacher Choi rose.
Teacher Gan still fumed, but lacked the guts to defy Teacher Park, slinking away with his limp dick dangling as he swallowed his anger.
'Loser.'
Ha Yoon inwardly sneered at Teacher Gan and eyed the approaching Teacher Choi.
Behind square glasses, his emotionless eyes seemed devoid of lust. But Teacher Choi wasn't normal either.
'If Teacher Park prioritizes his own lust, Teacher Choi enjoys making women climax...'
And his specialty was sex ed. The first two were brute beasts slamming away, but Teacher Choi knew exactly how to handle a woman's body.
But it was too late to do anything now. After two rough rounds, just sitting up was all Ha Yoon could manage.
As she glared silently, Teacher Choi didn't pull out his cock right away. Instead, he produced wet wipes from somewhere.
Pulling out a bunch, he began wiping her body every nook and cranny.
She figured his tendencies meant no immediate pounding, but not this. Ha Yoon asked in a flustered tone,
"What are you doing?"
"Can't you see? Cleaning your body."
"That's why I'm asking why you're cleaning my body— Eek!"
His fingers probing her pussy drew an involuntary moan. Undeterred, Teacher Choi methodically inserted fingers to scoop out the cum inside, like a caregiver tending the elderly.
Despite the pastoral act, each twist inside made Ha Yoon leak shameful noises. Unavoidable.
No matter how forced, this filthy body was in heat. Whether from pleasure or survival instinct.
"Ahng, haat, hik, wait, aaht...!"
"Ooh, those moans are turning me on."
"Shut up, hwek, Park Jin-yoon you bastard, huaaang?!"
As Teacher Choi's fingers scraped a certain spot on exit, Ha Yoon moaned and threw her head back.
Squirt— Even as she climaxed, spraying fluids, he wiped his cum-extracting hand, adjusted his glasses, and said,
"Can't fuck you when you're dirtied with someone else's cum."
'Took you long enough to reply!'
Ha Yoon steadied her trembling body, exhaling raggedly. Teacher Choi stood, cleaned the semen and tears from her face, then finally got serious.
Starting with a kiss. Before she could react to his sudden approach, his tongue invaded her mouth.
Ha Yoon's eyes widened; she tried pushing his face away, but he gently pinned her hands above her head with one of his.
Tongues entwined, breaths mingled. He licked her lips, sucked them, tangled tongues again. Soon, only panting filled the office.
The other two— Teacher Park grinning, Teacher Gan seething alone— stared intently at the deep kiss.
"Should've let Teacher Choi go first if I knew."
"...Tch."
The kiss, lasting several minutes, ended with a wet smack as they parted.
Teacher Choi calmly wiped his mouth; Ha Yoon panted hotly, staring blankly at him.
Her hands were grabbed despite resistance, but unlike Teacher Gan's rough grip on her jaw, she could've just bitten the intruding tongue.
But she didn't. Couldn't, more like.
She couldn't understand why. Just that mixing tongues fogged her mind like mist.
Fuzzy, wet pleasure. It drowned out all thought but the kiss.
As expected of the sex ed specialist. Ha Yoon startled as she felt her legs spread, lifting her head.
"Wa, aaang!"
A wet tongue lapped her pussy. He gathered the slightly parted slit with his hand, licked thickly from bottom to top, then teased her raised clit with the tip.
The intense pleasure arched her back; Ha Yoon flailed her lost arms. A hand caught one.
"Whew, watching's got me hard."
Teacher Park pressed her hand to his rigid cock, rubbing like she was jerking him off.
She tried crushing the filthy heat in her grip, but each time, the tongue on her clit and probing fingers at her entrance melted her strength.
"Haaak, ang, wait, Teacher Choi, hwek, cumming...!"
Her squeezing walls prompted Teacher Choi to rapidly stimulate her clit and the sensitive spot inside.
Ha Yoon's eyes bulged at the violent pleasure wave, exhaling sharply.
"Hit, hyaaak...!"
Squirt— Clear droplets sprayed into the air. Not enough; with each hip buck, trickles poured with wet sounds.
Twisting wildly, whole body ringing with ecstasy, resisting Ha Yoon's sight sped Teacher Park's masturbation to climax.
"Kkh...!"
Splurt— Thick semen splattered her face. She could've dodged the heavy globs, but continuous orgasms left her drained; even cum in her mouth went unnoticed as she shuddered in aftershocks.
'Afterglow lasts this long?'
Men usually calmed in ten seconds max post-nut.
But this climax rippled from her pussy like waves, persisting.
As gentle pleasure built again, thick fingers plunged back into her folds.
"Haak! W-wait!"
"Still need three more."
Three more?! Ha Yoon's eyes widened like saucers, but stopping Teacher Choi was impossible.