Chapter 9: Yoon Taeyoung (3) [R-18]

Taeyoung’s arms wrapped around the instructor’s neck.

She didn’t even know what she was doing. She just didn’t want to break away.

As he remained inside her, filling her completely, Taeyoung’s hips trembled on their own. In an instant, her whole body flushed with heat.

“Hey, you—this is—”

The moment the instructor tried to speak, Taeyoung dug her nails into his back. As if still clinging to some lingering feeling, she squeezed her eyes shut and rested her forehead against the nape of his neck.

“Hah… Haah…”

Ragged breaths. The instructor looked at her and let out a smirk.

“Can’t pull out now, can I?”

He pressed deeper against her. Taeyoung’s thighs squeezed him even tighter.

“—Haaah!!”

Her body was far too honest. His hand wrapped around her waist, lifting her thigh. At the sensation of him thrusting in even deeper, Taeyoung tightened her arms around his neck.

“Hey, what am I supposed to do if you hold on so tight?”

The instructor chuckled lowly, whispering in her ear.

“Begging me to fuck you harder.”

Taeyoung couldn’t answer. Her body, her hips, were already moving along with the instructor’s rhythm.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

The sound of their bodies colliding grew louder.

“Haaahng…! Hah…!”

“Hah… Fuck, so fucking…”

The instructor’s breathing grew ragged. Taeyoung’s reaction was undeniable. She had tried to resist at first, but now—

“Nngh, more, more—”

She was bucking her own hips, taking him in deeper.

The instructor smiled in satisfaction, supporting her back as he pushed into her more roughly. Violently, enough to take her breath away.

Taeyoung buried her face in the instructor’s shoulder. Nothing felt shameful anymore. She wanted more of him.

She wanted to be his. Perfectly, completely.

“Aaaahng…!”

“Hah… Fuck, this feels so fucking good…”

Taeyoung’s nails dug deep into the instructor’s back.

Her hips moved along naturally. Her body, her consciousness, her senses—everything flowed in time with his rhythm.

“Fuck, you’ve got a talent for this,” the instructor whispered with a low laugh.

Thrust.

“—Nnghaah!!”

Taeyoung’s whole body trembled with a jolt of pleasure. She buried her face in his shoulder.

“What are you going to do now…” the instructor whispered lowly, caressing her cheek. “You won’t be able to live without a cock from now on, will you?”

“Hah… Fuck…!”

Taeyoung couldn’t answer. Instead, she hugged his neck and back even tighter. Her legs wrapped powerfully around his waist.

The instructor smiled in satisfaction and placed a hand on her thigh.

“I like it.”

“Haaah… Sh…”

Taeyoung threw her head back, shaking her disheveled hair. Her gaze had already lost its focus.

“More, do it more…!”

She bucked her hips on her own. She no longer needed the instructor’s lead.

A glint appeared in the instructor’s eyes.

“Good. That’s more like it.”

He grabbed her hips firmly. And then—

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

“Aahng!! Haaahng!!”

The room was filled only with the wet, slapping sounds of their bodies and Taeyoung’s moans.

The instructor felt a thrilling pleasure as he thrust deep inside her.

“Your pussy’s so fucking tight.”

At his words, Taeyoung instinctively clawed his back.

“Aahng, ngh, fuck… You son of a bitch…!”

“Seems you’ve still got some fight in you, huh?” the instructor whispered, pulling her hips in deeper.

At that, Taeyoung’s back arched violently. Her head flew back as every sensation reached its peak.

“Aaah…!!”

Another climax, this one all her own.

Her whole body trembled violently as she felt the shudders erupting from deep within. Her breathing grew so ragged it felt like it would stop.

But the instructor didn’t stop. He still wanted to explore her deeper.

“Hey, it’s not over yet.”

He pushed his cock even deeper into her spent cunt.

“Haaah… Ah…”

Taeyoung was sprawled on the sofa, her body completely melted. The instructor looked down at her with a relaxed expression.

“Fuck… How many times did I fucking come…”

Taeyoung finally caught her breath and glared at the instructor. The warmth of semen overflowed from inside her.

It wasn’t just inside. His traces were all over her stomach, her thighs, and even her face.

Realizing she had been completely defiled by a man, Taeyoung cursed, yet a strange sense of satisfaction washed over her, stronger than the shame.

“Oh? It’s not over yet.”

The instructor whispered lowly, brushing Taeyoung’s cheek with his fingertips. His gaze was still full, as if admiring the traces of their encounter.

Thump.

The instructor’s heavy length tapped against Taeyoung’s thigh. She could feel its solid weight, still not fully softened.

“Hey, look at this. It’s still not dead, thanks to you.”

Taeyoung swallowed, feeling a strange tension. Just when she thought it was finally over, the vigorous instructor seemed to signal that it wasn’t.

“So you should be the one to clean it up for me, right?”

Taeyoung bit her lip. She already knew exactly what the instructor wanted.

“Haaah… Fuck, I must be crazy.”

Despite her words, Taeyoung slowly sat up. She placed a hand on the instructor’s thigh.

Staring at the still-erect cock in front of her, she whispered, “Just this once.”

With those words, Taeyoung’s lips slowly swallowed the tip of his cock. The instructor stroked her blonde hair and laughed lowly.

“Yeah, just this once.”

Taeyoung slowly opened her mouth and took him deeper.

The thing in her mouth was still erect, pulsing against her.

“Mmph…”

Taeyoung pictured what she was doing. Even after taking him deep inside her body, the sensation that it still wasn’t over enveloped her.

The instructor looked down at her with a relaxed expression, lightly grabbing a handful of the hair he had been stroking.

She was overflowing with sensuality as she sucked on the shaft, still glistening with the traces of his release.

“You know guys are more sensitive at times like this, right?”

Taeyoung squeezed her eyes shut. She was proud, but she was realizing she could no longer refuse this situation.

Her wet tongue hesitated before wrapping around his shaft.

“Oh, good.”

Satisfied, the instructor slowly pushed his hips forward.

Taeyoung swallowed him deeply, trembling at a sensation she couldn’t believe. The thing squirming on her tongue.

The thick desire that spread as he entered her throat.

“A little deeper.”

The instructor pressed her head down lightly. As he slid deep into her throat, Taeyoung’s eyes flew wide open.

“—Mmph…!”

With a thin gasp, the instructor began to move slowly in her mouth.

“Hah, fuck… You suck this well.”

The instructor’s hot breath filled the room.

“Yeah, just like that. Swallow it all down.”

Taeyoung blushed and looked up. The instructor’s gaze was fixed completely on her.

Every time her lips moved with him, the instructor would laugh lowly and thrust his hips deep.

He tapped her cheek.

“I’m coming.”

With those words, the instructor pushed deep into her throat and shot his hot semen.

“—Ghk!”

Taeyoung squeezed her eyes shut, accepting the sensation erupting in her mouth. The fishy, thick fluid flowed down her tongue and deep into her throat.

“Haaah… Fuck, really…”

The instructor threw his head back, letting out the last of the lingering aftershocks.

Taeyoung swallowed every last drop without spilling any. Then she looked up at him, slowly extending the tip of her tongue to lick her lips.

“…Is it over?”

The instructor smiled, brushing her disheveled hair back.

“Yeah, you did well. I’ll clean this up, so you get dressed and go.”

He took out a wet wipe from the side table and began to clean Taeyoung’s body. Taeyoung felt a strange sensation at the touch of the instructor’s hand tidying her skin.

He didn’t hold onto her any longer. Instead, he calmly picked up her clothes and handed them to her.

“See you next time.”

At his words, Taeyoung wanted to flip him off, but she already knew her body would be waiting for him.

She said nothing as she slowly got dressed.

Click—

The door to the instructor’s office, filled with the smell of a man’s semen, opened. Taeyoung took a deep breath and returned to the barracks.

Inside, everyone was already settled and resting. Some were sleeping with soft breaths, while others sat blankly on their beds.

Taeyoung slowly walked to her spot. But in that moment, the surrounding gazes paused on her.

—The smell of cum.

Someone let out a small groan as if they recognized it, while someone else just turned their head, pretending not to notice.

No one said a word.

Even in that strange atmosphere, Taeyoung calmly sat on her bed. And quietly, she bit her lip.

Morning at the training center was still shit.

The wake-up call blared from dawn, and all the trainees rushed out to the grounds to prepare for the morning run.

As soon as Taeyoung sat up, she felt how stiff her entire body was.

“…Fuck.”

Her thighs, her lower abdomen, even her ass muscles ached. A lingering, tingling sensation spread every time she moved her legs.

Agh, that crazy bastard.

She remembered him from last night. The man who had ravaged her body multiple times. The moment she thought of him, Taeyoung gritted her teeth.

“Trainees, fall in!”

An instructor’s voice announcing the start of the run echoed across the grounds. Taeyoung lifted her head and looked forward.

Far in the distance, the instructor from last night was standing there. Arms crossed, a relaxed expression on his face.

And the moment their eyes met, he winked.

“…!”

Taeyoung clenched her teeth.

That motherfucker.

Rage surged through her.

She wanted nothing more than to run at him and throw a punch, but she couldn’t.

“Everyone, run!”

The trainees started running in unison. Fueled by spite, Taeyoung ran too.

Fuck!

If only because she remembered last night’s humiliation and the strange sensations, she didn’t want to fall behind in front of that bastard.

But not even five minutes later, she was gasping for breath.

“Haaah… This sucks…”

Her whole body ached with a tingling pain. Her thighs, her pelvis, her stomach, even her back. The aftereffects of what she’d endured multiple times last night were flooding in.

The running formation moved forward, but Taeyoung was gradually falling behind.

It was then.

“Hey, what are you doing? Not running?”

Someone came up beside Taeyoung.

It was the instructor from yesterday.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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