Chapter 82
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 82
Chapter Title: A Month In (2)
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Fifth week at the academy. Ha Yoon was now facing a problem she could no longer ignore.
"I have four cigarettes left."
Only two days remained until the promised day. She was supposed to head out for community service on the upcoming mandatory holiday and meet Woo Shin-hyung and Han Seol-ah, but she still hadn't managed to obtain even one.
She just needed to win once for a single cigarette, but how was it that she couldn't pull off even a single victory? Ha Yoon let out a deep sigh as she entered Teacher Park's room. The creaking sound of exercise equipment told her he must have started working out again in the meantime.
"Teacher Park."
"Oh, you're early today."
A loud thud echoed as the weight slammed into the floor. It was the machine for building chest muscles, wasn't it? In any case, thanks to using it, Teacher Park's chest looked even more puffed up than it had that morning.
That's gotta be almost a B-cup by now. Ha Yoon had just thought that when a wave of sweat stench hit her. She pinched her nose and scowled.
"Your sweat reeks."
"I've been exercising right up until now. Should I just go like this?"
"Sorry, but I have zero desire to touch or suck your stinky dick."
Of course, not long ago, that intense musk would have set her body aflame the moment she caught a whiff, sending her into a frenzy of arousal. But after mixing their bodies so many times, she'd grown accustomed to it and could now endure.
"Go wash up thoroughly. Today, I'm ending this for real."
"Damn, Ha Yoon, you're persistent. You say the same thing every time you come here—don't you ever get tired? You'll end up squirting all over anyway."
"Not today."
Ha Yoon glared at him fiercely, but Teacher Park just chuckled heartily and headed into the shower in the corner of the room.
She'd said "not today" so many times now that she couldn't count them on one hand. Just yesterday, she'd climaxed so hard she soaked the sheets and had to change them.
As he was washing up, the door suddenly clicked open. Teacher Park turned his head in puzzlement from under the shower, only to see Ha Yoon, now fully naked, striding in with a haughty expression.
"What, you wanna do it here today?"
"Just keep showering and mind your own business."
"Jeez, what are you planning now?"
Teacher Park grumbled, but there was an undercurrent of eager anticipation in his mutter.
It had been nearly a full month since their bet began, and even someone like Ha Yoon had completely transformed her sexual techniques. Teacher Park no longer saw her as a joke.
There had been countless times when he'd nearly lost focus and ejaculated. Each time, he'd gritted out that she was "still lacking" and flipped the script by thrusting inside to avert the crisis. But he was starting to feel the limits of that tactic.
And every time, Teacher Park felt deeply satisfied. It meant Ha Yoon was steadily developing the qualities of a perfect sex slave.
I wonder what she'll try today.
He was musing on that when he felt a soft, squishy sensation press against his back. At the same time, a hand gripped his cock.
A back-hug handjob? Not a bad choice. And she'd lathered it with body wash or something—it was slick and bubbly.
So she was washing his cock while jerking him off. But this level of stimulation wouldn't make him cum.
"Ngh!"
The slippery hand stroked down the shaft, then back up to envelop the glans. It started twisting back and forth like unscrewing a cap.
No matter how virile Teacher Park was, he couldn't resist such direct assault on his sensitive spots. After a long bet, Ha Yoon had learned this and focused on the glans.
But even so, by the time he neared ejaculation, Teacher Park would declare her "insufficient" and counterattack by penetrating her. Done.
After all, her three orgasms always came faster than his one release. Despite the leg-trembling pleasure, Teacher Park kept his smile, leisurely enjoying her touch.
But why is the chest I felt on my back sliding lower?
He realized the hand stroking his shaft and glans had vanished. Suddenly, his cheeks were spread apart, and Teacher Park gasped sharply, whipping his head around.
"H-Ha Yoon, what are you—ngh?!"
A soft tongue lapped at a spot he'd never even considered, wrenching an embarrassingly pathetic yelp from him.
Ignoring him, Ha Yoon busily worked her tongue and hands. She had to make him cum before he snapped out of it, yelled "insufficient," and shoved his cock in.
"N-Ngh! Ha Yoon, st-stop...!"
Just hurry up and blow your pathetic load. Despite his pleas, Ha Yoon didn't stop.
Finally, with throbbing pulses, semen erupted. Ha Yoon milked him from base to tip like squeezing a cow's udder. Matching her rhythm, it squirted out like a water gun.
After unleashing enough to form a puddle on the floor, even Teacher Park couldn't hold out—he crumpled to his knees with a thud. The moment Ha Yoon confirmed it, she hurriedly rinsed her mouth, grabbed a nearby toothbrush and toothpaste to brush her teeth, then made a retching sound.
"Fuck... my dick..."
Even if it was to win the bet, who would've thought the day would come when she'd lick a man's ass. Ha Yoon grimaced and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. But since she'd succeeded, it wasn't entirely in vain.
"Anyway, I win the bet, right?"
"Wh-where the hell did you learn something like that...?"
"You think I'm gonna tell you?"
Ha Yoon stuck out her tongue at Teacher Park, who was still trembling from the aftershocks, then shoved him aside and claimed the showerhead.
In truth, it hadn't been Ha Yoon who'd first thought of the idea—it was Kim Seon-ah.
"How about trying to touch his ass?"
"Eek... touch his ass...?"
When Ha Yoon had consulted her about the bet, that's the advice she'd given. Touch his ass.
Naturally, Ha Yoon had been reluctant. Having her own ass stimulated was bad enough—now touch someone else's? How could she?
But Kim Seon-ah had shaken her head firmly.
"Not just women—men lose it when you touch them there too. They feel it way more than usual."
"How would you know that? Don't tell me you've..."
"No, it's not like I've experienced it myself! A f-friend told me!"
"...You've tried everything except toys before coming to the academy, huh?"
"Urgh..."
Trusting the vivid experience behind that advice, Ha Yoon had given it a shot as a last resort. She hadn't expected it to work this well, though.
In any case, now she could secure the three cigarettes she'd promised Woo Shin-hyung and Han Seol-ah. As she thought that, thick arms suddenly wrapped around her from behind.
"Eek! What the hell?!"
"I lost the bet fair and square, but you know there's still plenty of duty time left, right?"
"Ugh...! But I won the bet, so we're calling it even for today, aren't we?!"
"I never said winning the bet meant I'd skip your duty obligations."
Ha Yoon scowled at the voice that had already recovered its vigor.
"Damn it, do whatever you want! I've got what I came for anyway."
"I was gonna do that whether you said it or not."
"Khuh, haa...!"
Squelch—the massive cock cleaved through her folds and burrowed in, making Ha Yoon's body shudder. No matter how many times she'd taken it, the foreign intrusion never felt familiar.
Whether fueled by resentment over his humiliating ejaculation or not, his pistoning was far rougher than before.
Slap slap slap! The impacts against her ass battered her deepest depths without mercy.
"Ahh! Too, aaangh, rough, hiiik!"
Even begging him to go easy didn't weaken the pounding inside her one bit.
He didn't even lower her stance, forcing her onto tiptoes with hands braced against the wall just to hold out. Her moans echoed through the shower room like an aria. Climax hit in seconds.
"Haa...!"
Her spasming walls clamped down hard on his cock, but Teacher Park continued pistoning unfazed. Wet, squelching sounds filled the air lewdly.
Ha Yoon flailed against the slippery wall, pleading in ragged gasps.
"H-Hold me, hngh, this is too hard...!"
"Hold you?"
At his words, Ha Yoon nodded frantically. But instead of embracing her as she wanted, Teacher Park seized the back of her neck.
"Khek...!"
"Sorry, but I'm not in the mood to be gentle right now."
That wasn't all. The hand on her waist slid to her crotch and began teasing her clit. Her already flooding pussy couldn't take it and squirted wildly.
"Hguuiik...!"
With only his grip on her neck supporting her, it was even harder to endure. Ha Yoon gasped shrilly. If that had been it, she might've thought it was just tougher than usual—but the next sensation ripped a scream from her.
"Wh-what are you doing?!"
"What else? Paying you back for what you did."
Teacher Park slicked his cum-soaked fingers and plunged them into her other hole. Her eyes flew wide as his log-thick thumb invaded.
"Augh...! N-not there, ughh...!"
Squelch—his thumb sank fully inside. Teacher Park stirred it around while resuming his thrusts.
"Uhak, aangh, haaah...!"
Overwhelmed by stimulation in both holes, Ha Yoon wailed with a slurred tongue. Teacher Park withdrew his thumb and jammed in his index and middle fingers instead. The scorching heat felt like it would burn him, but he kept pistoning with them relentlessly.
"Hooook, hguik!"
Splash! Ha Yoon squirted repeatedly, climaxing in succession. Her arms, braced against the wall, went limp, her body swaying to Teacher Park's hip movements.
Normally, he'd have cum by now, but instead, he pulled out and released her.
"Ungh!"
Splat—Ha Yoon collapsed to the floor like a frog, ass obscenely raised. Teacher Park mounted her from above, gripping his cock to adjust aim.
"W-wait, not there—ook...!"
She cried out desperately when it pressed against her pussy—no, her other hole. But insertion was faster than words. Thanks to the fingering, her glans-swallowing ring relaxed instantly.
"It's... ripping...! I'll rip apart and die...!"
But taking the full shaft was still too much—it wouldn't advance. As he pressed insistently, Ha Yoon whimpered in terror, but Teacher Park gripped her waist tight.
"It's not your hole anyway!"
"A-aaaah!"
Squelch! Forcing past the resisting flesh to the hilt, Ha Yoon screamed—a mix of agony and ecstasy.