Baek Seol-hee (2)
Baek Seol-hee. Age twenty-seven. The youngest professor in the Hunter Department at Jangwon University. One of the legendary Original 5 who saved the world during the Great Awakening. Beyond those catalog-like specs, there were plenty of other known facts about Professor Baek Seol-hee. She was the sole representative of physical combat specialists among Awakened. Nearly all the techniques that physical-type hunters had acquired bore her touch in some way. On top of that, she was a breathtaking beauty who drew every eye no matter where she stood, making her the top pick for daughter-in-law in political and business circles…. Most likely a calculated political move by those who wanted a somewhat famous Awakened under their control. Securing Baek Seol-hee would let them exert influence over the students she had trained.
Such a Professor Baek Seol-hee was now staring at a fiercely erect cock right in front of her.
The professor complained that sitting on the bare floor was uncomfortable, so she fetched a chair from somewhere. She sat me down on it, then settled herself between my spread legs. My cock strained against the training pants as if trying to burst through, proudly displaying its clear, unrestrained outline even through the fabric.
“Hmm.”
Kneeling, Professor Baek Seol-hee studied my crotch with intense focus, as if appraising the cock before her.
“Um, Professor? If we leave it alone for a moment, it’ll go down. So……”
It was a lie. I sat on the chair while she knelt between my knees. The sight of her high ponytail swaying gently as she observed my cock was an utterly surreal image that pressed every button of a man’s conquest instinct.
“No.”
“Yes?”
“I heard it hurts if you leave it like this.”
So saying, the professor began stroking my cock over the training pants.
“They say it’s only right to help a man out when he’s hard.”
The feel of her fingers through the cloth. Every single action and word from her was ratcheting up my arousal. The fingertip that found the slit traced the silhouette of the glans in slow, deliberate strokes, then swept down the entire length. Even that was enough to make my heartbeat quicken.
“Wh-who told you that?”
“My sister.”
The professor answered with a perfectly innocent face, as if wondering why I would ask. So that was why a twenty-seven-year-old woman had such a warped view of sex—her sister was the culprit. It seemed she had taken her sister’s teasing jokes as literal truth.
“That was probably just your sister joking around—ngh!?”
I couldn’t finish the sentence. Her slender fingers had wrapped around the head through the fabric. The sensation reaching me through the cloth was more than enough to stimulate my painfully hard cock.
“Hmm. Does it hurt?”
“No. The sound I just made was… well……”
It felt like she was handling a child. Professor Baek Seol-hee, strangely ignorant about anything sexual. Could I really tell someone like her honestly, It felt good when you touched my cock?
She looked up at me, unable to continue, her eyes sparkling with pure curiosity. They glittered with the desire to explore this new unknown she had discovered.
“So it doesn’t hurt.”
The professor clearly had no intention of stopping. Honestly, at this point it only made sense to go along with her. Refusals had their limit, and I wasn’t impotent. I was a healthy man in his twenties. When a beauty offered to take care of me, turning her down would mean I didn’t deserve to call myself a man. I never refuse sex when it’s offered. My relationship with Jia was more than sex partners but less than lovers, so I didn’t have to feel guilty toward anyone.
The professor brought my knees together, grabbed the waistband of my pants, and pulled them down. Without thinking I lifted my hips the way I always did with Jia. As the fabric slid off, it brushed over the sensitive head, and then the cool air of the training hall wrapped around my exposed cock. At the same moment, my shaft slapped against the bridge of Professor Baek Seol-hee’s nose.
“Ah… ohhh……”
The cock that had just smacked her nose now hovered right before her eyes. Even Professor Baek Seol-hee let out a soft gasp at the sheer size of it—thick, veined shaft fully engorged, the swollen glans already glistening with a heavy coat of precum.
She showed no fear at the lewd, monstrous shape thrust in front of her, only continued interest.
“So this is a man’s reproductive organ……”
Professor Baek Seol-hee leaned in closer for a better look. Her breath ghosted across my balls, and my cock immediately began leaking even more precum.
“Please don’t stare so intently. It’s embarrassing even for a man.”
“Is it? I was thinking it looked quite magnificent.”
She ran her index finger down the urethra as she spoke. After a moment of exploration, the professor spread her hand and took hold of my cock. Her left hand wrapped firmly around the base while her right slowly worked the head. She seemed dissatisfied with something and asked me,
“Hmm. There’s too much friction. Is it always like this?”
“Maybe… maybe you could use the precum?”
“Precum? This fluid coming from the urethra?”
“Yes.”
“Let’s try it.”
The precum was already overflowing, running down the shaft in thick strands. She lifted her finger from the head, scooped up the slick fluid from the tip, and studied how it flowed transparently over her pure-white skin. Then she began coating my entire length with it, spreading the natural lubricant like she was applying polish. Her fingers moved like snakes, caressing every inch, and goosebumps raced up my spine.
“Haa……”
“There. All done.”
My cock, now glistening with a thick coat of precum, looked even more menacing.
“Now we can begin properly.”
The professor started moving her hand in earnest. One stroked the full length of the shaft while the other focused on the head. Each time the ring of her thumb, index, and middle finger slid over the sensitive glans, electric pleasure shot through me. Wet, obscene sounds—schlick, schlick—began to echo through the quiet training hall.
Perhaps she was getting excited from touching me; a faint blush had risen on Professor Baek Seol-hee’s cheeks. Every time her quickened breath brushed across my cock, the tickling sensation nearly drove me insane. And every feeling I experienced was reflected perfectly in the throbbing organ before her.
It had grown even larger than before, twitching and pulsing. The pleasure was stacking up nicely, but it still fell just short of what I needed to finish. The way she teased me with those careful strokes was almost frustrating.
“Professor… it would be better if you moved a little faster.”
“Really? Is it still not enough to make you cum?”
“Yes. A little… actually, a lot.”
Hearing that, Professor Baek Seol-hee increased her pace. She added a tight squeeze to the stroking, her palm now gliding over the entire head in smooth, firm motions. The urge to ejaculate surged upward immediately. This was violent pleasure on an entirely different level from her earlier exploratory touches.
When my balls tightened and my cock began to twitch hard, the professor’s expression turned troubled.
“Mmm… it can’t be helped.”
She seemed to reach a decision. With a resolute look, she gazed up at me and spoke. Even while talking, her hands never stopped their lewd work.
“Student Hyun-do. If you ejaculate on the floor, cleanup will be troublesome.”
“Then what should I—hoo, ngh—”
“I’ll handle it like this, so cum as much as you want.”
Just as I was desperately trying to hold back the rising tide, the tip of my cock was enveloped in something soft and warm. I looked down. Professor Baek Seol-hee had pressed her lips to my urethra as if playing a flute.
So that was what she meant—she was going to catch it with her mouth. The sight of her stroking my glistening cock while sealing her lips around the tip to receive my load looked exactly like a female sincerely servicing her male. The orgasm I had been suppressing roared forward like a tidal wave.
“Professor, I’m cumming! It’s coming out!”
I warned her, but the sensation of her tongue flicking across the slit slammed into my brain. Spurt. Spuuurt. The feeling of my cock writhing as it pumped thick ropes of semen. Professor Baek Seol-hee closed her eyes, savoring it, collecting every pulse inside her mouth.
That Baek Seol-hee was drinking my cum.
When the flow finally eased, she pulled her lips away. A mixture of my semen and her saliva dripped from them. She used a finger to push the overflowing liquid back into her mouth, then licked her lips clean with a flash of red tongue.
“Mmm. Mmm.”
After tasting it carefully, Professor Baek Seol-hee swallowed the load with an audible gulp.
“Professor… you didn’t have to swallow it……”
“The taste… isn’t very good.”
She shivered slightly as she answered.
“Still, it wasn’t bad, Student Hyun-do.”