EP.7 It's the Fault of the Exciting Mother
"Ah, Winter. A bit more inside. Ah, yes. Just a bit more inside."
Her delicate fingers grazed my symbol, slipping into my shorts to gently caress my thighs. However, her hand always turned back at a certain point, never touching the pillar.
The tantalizing thrill made my body harder than usual.
"Ugh, Winter. Can you do something about that? Huh?"
I tried to guide her hand to my center, but she firmly pushed it away. She warned me with a cold gaze.
"Teacher Kang, I said I'd give you a massage. Did I say I'd do anything else? Do you think I'm some kind of prostitute?"
"Of course not. It's just that I got really excited. So, is it not possible? Really?"
"Do you think I'd do that? You're asking me to handle your... you know. Teacher Kang, didn't we agree to maintain some boundaries?"
She rejected me coldly, as if she'd rather die than touch it. Her sharp refusal made me step back.
"Ah, okay. I understand. It's just a bit disappointing. Leaving me like this is a bit... "
"... What do you mean? Is this my fault now?"
"Yes, it's your fault. You massaged me so sensually. It's natural to get excited."
"Who said it was sensual? I just did what you told me to."
"Ah, never mind. I don't want to force you. But can I handle it myself?"
"... What do you mean? Handle it yourself?"
She looked at me with wide eyes, seemingly shocked.
I chuckled wickedly at her innocent reaction.
"Hey, don't pretend like you don't know. Since it's like this, I have to take care of it myself. Men get really uncomfortable if they don't release it on time."
"... So, you're going to... do that... in front of me?"
I teased her, and she looked horrified.
"Wait! Wait! Ahh! What are you doing? Put it back!"
As I quickly pulled down my pants, she turned her head away in shock. Her face flushed like a volcano, and her pupils vibrated wildly.
I smiled at her naive reaction.
"You're cute. You've seen men's things before, and you have a child. What's so surprising?"
But she couldn't calm down, and her face turned even redder. It was a reaction unlike her usual self, almost like a girl's.
"Quickly put it away! I warned you! Put it away now!"
"Ha ha. Does this make you want to do it more? Are you trying to excite me on purpose?"
"What kind of crazy talk is this? Did I take some medicine? Put it away quickly!"
I was overwhelmed by a strong urge, and I grabbed Han-yeoul, pulling her down onto the sandy beach.
"Ahh! What are you doing? Why are you doing this?"
She struggled against my rough grasp, but her feeble movements only excited me more.
I pinned her down, holding her head with both hands and burying my face in her neck.
—Swoosh!
"Ah, your scent is incredible. It's like a ripe peach."
Her rich, intense fragrance filled the air, and she shivered as my breath touched her skin.
"... Huh. Please, Teacher Kang. Don't do this. It's not too late. Let's pretend this never happened."
She tried to calm me down, but I had no intention of stopping.
"Don't worry. I won't go all the way. Just let me enjoy this a bit."
"... What do you mean? Enjoy? Huh?"
I buried my face in her neck again, stroking her slender waist with one hand.
The pillar, now fully erect, pressed deep into her thighs. The soft stocking and the warmth of her flesh created a heavenly sensation.
—Squeak!
She was startled by the massive foreign object and began to squeeze her thighs tighter.
The elastic grip made me gasp, and I teased her crudely.
"Khh... Winter. Ah, if you squeeze like that, your master will come right away."
She glared at me, trying to push my face away, but her hands were already bound by mine. Her body was fully under my control.
I slowly reached for her enticing breasts, marveling at their beauty.
"Ah, I've always wanted to taste Han-yeoul's G-cup breasts since I worked at the kindergarten. Finally, this day has come."
I gently stroked the silhouette of her breasts over her high-end knit top. I was too afraid to grasp them roughly, cherishing the moment.
But my gentle touch seemed to humiliate her further. She resisted, her shoulders heaving in distress.
"Ugh! You promised just to touch, not this! This is different from our agreement!"
"Ha ha. Human instincts can't be controlled. Don't complain. Just focus on this masterpiece."
She cursed, calling me crazy, and demanded I stop.
I continued to stimulate her thighs without pause, my erect pillar teasing her relentlessly.
—Squeak Squeak Squeak Squeak!
"You'll kill me! Teacher Kang! You! I'll never forgive you! Huh?"
Despite her angry words, her body began to respond subtly.
Her furious gaze was now endearing to me.
I couldn't resist and showered her cheeks with kisses, avoiding her lips to prevent her from killing me.
—Kiss Kiss Kiss!
"Ha ha. You're prettier when you're angry. Why are you so cute? You're so rude, but why are you so lovable?"
Her insults, mixed with moans, only excited me more.
The pillar, now incredibly hard, ravaged her thighs mercilessly.
"Ah, yes. Insult me more. Make your master crazy. I'm excited."
"Ugh! What's wrong with you? Did you go into heat or something? Ahh! Get that thing away!"
"Khh... This is it. I'm really excited. Winter, I need to borrow your breasts now. I really can't wait."
She screamed as I pulled up her knit top, revealing her pale breasts.
The G-cup flesh filled the wine-colored bra cups, with a porcelain-like complexion and a subtle sheen.
I had thought her breasts were just exciting, but they were truly artistic and sensual.
"Ah, this is insane. Just looking at them makes me want to come."
Her breasts were so captivating that I felt my sanity slipping.
I poured massage oil all over her breasts, making them even more enticing.
—Gloop!
I grasped her breasts with greedy hands, feeling the flesh mold to my fingers.
—Squeak!
The sensation was mesmerizing, and Han-yeoul's lips uttered a sensual moan.
"... Huh... don't touch... you bastard..."
Her face, scowling with one eye closed, was more seductive than ever.
I whispered in her ear, "Winter, who gets excited like this? How can I resist these breasts?"
"... Ahh... you bastard... don't touch..."
"This is all because you're so exciting. Your master needs to punish you. Let's see how pretty your nipples are."
"... Ah, no... don't look..."
I teased her, massaging her breasts, and eventually slipped my fingers into her bra.
The oily, smooth texture welcomed my touch.
I lifted her lower breast like a pudding, revealing the beautiful areola above the bra cup.
The shape and proportion of the areola were perfect, with a light pink nipple and a subtle aureole that resembled a ripe peach.
"Ah, this is incredible. The G-cup is amazing, and the nipples are pink? This is unbelievable."
"... Shut up..."
"No, this is a gift from heaven. I can't just leave it alone."
I teased her nipples with my fingertips, making her squirm from the oily friction and cool stimulation.
"... Huh... ah... don't do that..."
Her desperate reactions delighted me. After teasing her for a while, I finally extended my tongue to lick her lower breast, moving upwards.
As my warm tongue approached, her reactions intensified.
"... Ah... ah... huh... just lick it... really... huh..."
But her face already showed a hint of desire.
I continued without stopping, extending my tongue upwards.
And finally...
—Tap!
Her lovely breasts touched my lips.