Ch.368[Epilogue] Professor’s Guidance

According to Zernya, inverted nipples are divisive among men.

Men generally go crazy for breasts, but when the highlight—the protruding part—is tucked in, their excitement can be diminished.

She’d also heard that severely inverted nipples could cause problems when breastfeeding newborns.

Frightened by this information, she had begun seriously worrying about her own breasts just last week.

“Um, I’d… I’d prefer if you didn’t touch here…”

Ireh pointed to the area covered by the patches, her voice barely audible.

Whether Eidel liked inverted nipples or not.

She couldn’t know, and it was too embarrassing to ask, so she had no choice but to take this approach.

It seemed best to hide any potential negative features.

But Ireh didn’t know.

That the sight of her breasts with seal patches was incredibly provocative, enough to make most men’s hearts explode.

Eidel, painfully erect, suppressed his excitement and asked:

“Why?”

“I… I don’t want to show it…”

“You don’t want to show it, but you bought patches shaped like this?”

Black heart-shaped patches.

Anyone could see they were designed for bedroom activities.

Moreover, they weren’t high quality, with weak adhesive that would easily come off with just a few touches.

As evidence, the upper part of the right sticker was already loosening.

They were disposable items made with the assumption of a peek-a-boo show.

“Where did you buy these?”

“I… I don’t know.”

“Why don’t you know?”

“Because I didn’t buy them, Rustila gave them to me…”

Here’s the backstory.

A week ago, worried about her first experience and inverted nipple problem, Ireh had sought advice from Rustila, a colleague she’d trusted since previous cycles.

This cycle’s Rustila, a sex genius (though still a virgin), provided various information and advice to help Ireh approach the relationship with a fresh mindset.

Regarding nipples, she recommended nipple bands and even bought them as a wedding gift.

“Rusti did?”

“I… I didn’t buy them myself…”

Ireh had only recently learned that such patches even existed.

“…She said she often wears these when she’s with her partner and recommended them.”

“Wow.”

Eidel immediately realized that Rustila had cleverly lied.

First of all, Rustila had never worn nipple bands for sex.

He’d heard she wore them during tactical training or actual combat to prevent chafing, but they were silicone bands covering the entire breast like a bra, not something considered sexy.

Moreover, when she had sex, she put seals not on her nipples but lower down.

As the owner of a virgin womb, she used them to prevent semen from entering her vagina during anal sex, so they were more like vaginal covers than nipple patches.

Anyway.

Rustila had clearly schemed to showcase Ireh’s nipples.

Eidel telepathically sent thanks to Rustila at the Rheinland main line, then looked at Ireh with a grin.

“Why are you smiling?”

“Just because.”

“Just because?”

“Because you’re cute.”

Eidel, still smiling, grabbed Ireh’s waist and pulled her close.

As their upper bodies touched, they could feel each other’s heartbeats at zero distance.

Ireh gasped but soon regained her composure.

Being with Eidel like this made her anxiety and fear subside, replaced by happiness.

Ireh wrapped her arms around Eidel’s back, hugging him tightly.

“Can we just stay like this for a moment?”

“Of course.”

Ireh was gradually adapting to his firm masculine body, enjoying the romantic atmosphere.

Meanwhile, Eidel thought:

‘Wow.’

Feeling her soft breasts against his chest, he was now certain.

These are inverted. Definitely inverted. No doubt about it.

Why was Ireh trying so hard to hide this?

Probably because she’d heard some misinformation and lost confidence in her body.

He saw his path forward—to see and touch those plump breasts and the protrusions buried under the patches.

“Ireh.”

First, he gently called her name and brushed her hair aside.

Continuing with tender kisses to reassure her, he dove toward her neckline.

“Ahh…!”

Inhaling her subtle scent, he left kiss marks along her contours with soft pecks.

Her body jerked slightly each time he bit her neck like a vampire drinking blood.

As he continued his attentive caresses, sweat began to form in the valley between her collarbone and breasts, adding to the moist heat.

Indeed.

Rather than forcibly removing the patches or asking directly, Eidel was trying to use her body’s physiological responses to remove the breast patches.

He calculated that any sign of force might frighten Ireh and make her passive.

This judgment was possible because he knew her background.

Above all, any other method would diminish his arousal.

“Mmph, slurp, haah, so good…”

Ireh had reached the point where she could feel pleasure just from kissing.

Unlike when she pleasured herself, every touch from Eidel developed her entire body, creating tingling sensations that burst forth like shaken cola.

Not just her lips, but her back, stomach, under her breasts, and legs were becoming increasingly sensitive. The pleasure spread like an epidemic, ultimately reaching her private parts.

She could feel her cotton underwear sticking to her, indicating she was somewhat wet between her thighs. Her body was unconsciously responding, thinking, ‘Maybe it’s okay to put it in now?’

“Ei, Eidel.”

Ireh tugged at Eidel’s arm.

“Should we… soon…”

“Not yet.”

“…Huh? Not yet?”

“I don’t think I’m ready yet.”

At that moment, Ireh realized.

Ah, I’ve only been receiving.

One hour and forty minutes.

While Eidel had been loosening up every part of Ireh’s body except her private area, Ireh had done little more than initiate kisses or caress his upper body.

Or rather, she couldn’t do more. It wasn’t that she was unresponsive, but that she didn’t know how to please a man.

Where to touch to make him happy.

What words and actions men liked.

She had no knowledge except for the scene of Sonia and Eidel’s lovemaking last night, which wasn’t even ordinary sex. This was her first experience—how could she perform deep throat fellatio?

Alright.

She made up her mind.

Let’s start by confronting his manhood.

“Lie down.”

“Oh, like this?”

“Yes.”

Ireh suddenly full of enthusiasm.

Having decided to match her pace, Eidel lay down comfortably, anticipating what would happen next.

Her delicate hands trembled as they rested on Eidel’s underwear.

Grabbing the waistband, she slowly lowered his underwear, revealing a snake nestled there.

His half-erect manhood.

Honestly, Eidel wasn’t in the condition to take a woman today.

Though Ireh’s help had restored some of his energy, he had ejaculated 16 times with Sonia less than a day ago, so his excitement level was low. This was partly why he could caress Ireh for so long.

“How should I…”

If it doesn’t stand up, she can’t insert it.

If she can’t insert it, there’s no ejaculation inside.

If there’s no ejaculation inside, Lea can’t be born into this world…

Her mind went blank for a moment.

Watching this, Eidel removed his underwear completely and beckoned to Ireh.

“Can I have your hand?”

“My hand?”

“I’ll show you.”

Though the object was omitted, it wasn’t hard to understand what he meant to show. Ireh offered her wrist to Eidel.

“I’ll now begin the lecture.”

Eidel changed his tone to shift the stiff atmosphere.

Eidel has three modes when dealing with Ireh.

First is the “Noona” mode, where he respects her as a research colleague and person.

Second is the “Ireh” mode, where he loves her as a partner and spouse, being a caring husband.

And finally, the third mode:

“Student Ireh, would you like to touch it?”

Ireh, who had been dazed, soon smiled and followed his instructions.

“Yes, Professor.”

And so Ireh’s right hand landed on the professor’s gravity cannon.

She couldn’t hide her surprise at touching a man’s genitals for the first time in her life.

“How is it?”

“It’s soft and smooth. Oh, it just twitched…”

“Would you like to hold the shaft?”

“Like this?”

“No, don’t grip it like you’re crawling. Hold it like you would a cup… Yes, like that.”

A sex newbie who doesn’t even know how to masturbate a man.

It’s erotic.

So incredibly erotic.

I somewhat understand why veteran players get excited when newcomers join a 10-year-old game.

“Shake it up and down in that position, and it will grow.”

Ireh nodded and immediately began shaking the penis in her hand.

“Like this?”

“Yes. It feels better if you keep a rhythm.”

Eidel’s guidance was extensive.

Just as when Ireh first began studying physics, he taught her in an easy and detailed manner, mixing in praise when needed to maintain her interest.

Though inexperienced, Ireh was a quick learner.

Taking Eidel’s feedback, she tried various rhythms and found where his manhood resonated most.

“Ugh, you’re doing well…”

Once she got into the groove, it became delightfully fun.

As Eidel said, when she shook her wrist with the right rhythm, she could feel his penis twitch and grow larger.

Nothing released as much dopamine as confirming her method was correct.

Stroke, stroke, tap, tap, tap.

Ireh Hazlen, enrolled in a dual degree program in sex studies.

Starting with Introduction to Penis Studies, she had a mountain of things to learn, but someday she would proudly graduate.

As familiarity dispels fear, after 20 minutes of seeing and touching Eidel’s manhood, her vague fears had considerably diminished.

Eidel, too, was satisfied with Ireh’s caresses, which were impressive for a first-timer, and brought his penis to full erection.

It was a precarious state that would subside with the slightest distraction, but for now, this was more than enough.

“Good, I think that’s enough.”

Ireh, now confident, let go and asked:

“What’s next?”

“Do you know what fellatio is?”

“Fel… you mean using the mouth?”

Her confidence disappeared again.

“Ahem.”

Eidel cleared his throat, pretending to read the situation. He knew it would be too much to ask Ireh for fellatio right away.

“Oral is difficult, so let’s save that for next time. Instead, I’ll teach you how to use your breasts.”

“My, my breasts…”

“It’s much easier, so don’t worry. First, could you get down below the bed?”

Ireh, who had been hesitant, soon nodded resolutely.

Eidel explained that unlike oral service—which can cause breathing difficulties, jaw pain, and potential discomfort for the man if teeth make contact—using breasts provides less stimulation but greater psychological satisfaction, making it a favorite method for well-endowed women.

The innocent undergraduate Ireh accepted this without question. If the professor said so, it must be true.

Unfortunately, Ireh was so focused on the penis that she didn’t hear Sonia snickering.

To reiterate, Eidel’s goal is to see Ireh’s nipples.

He hasn’t been engaging in foreplay for two hours without turning on the air conditioner, enduring heat and humidity, for nothing.

He had endured for over a decade, including the time he regressed to defeat foreign enemies, so this much patience was nothing.

“Here, place it in this valley and move your breasts together.”

In the humid room.

Ireh pressed Eidel’s penis against her sticky cleavage and moved her waist and shoulders as instructed.

Looking down in that position, she could see the glans playing hide-and-seek, disappearing into her breasts and reappearing repeatedly.

The hot air carried the male scent that tingled her nostrils.

“Heh, heh… Am I doing this right, Professor?”

“You’re doing well.”

To be honest, it didn’t feel particularly good.

For breast rubbing to have real impact, the breasts need to completely envelop the man’s member, which requires at least G-cup breasts. Among Eidel’s wives, only Rustila met this condition.

Of course, Ireh’s weren’t small, but they were far from sufficient for ejaculation between breasts.

Ireh was working hard and struggling, while Eidel still looked relaxed, showing no signs of climaxing.

“Miss.”

That’s when Sonia stepped in.

“Take this.”

“What is it?”

“It’s lubricant. I’ll show you how to use it.”

The breast job was temporarily paused. Instructor Sonia came forward and skillfully squeezed out the gel. She applied the clear, sticky liquid to Eidel’s member and gave it a light stroke.

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

Whether it was the gel or Sonia’s exceptional hand technique, the sound was extraordinary.

“Sonia, ugh!”

Proving that her technique from yesterday’s lovemaking was no coincidence, Sonia quickly brought Eidel to full erection.

It was the same impressive size and appearance she had seen on their honeymoon.

Gulp.

Ireh swallowed.

The thought of something this size entering her was both frightening and tingling.

“Apply this to the young master’s penis and your body. It can be used anywhere friction is needed.”

“Then, perhaps…”

“Of course, it can be used for insertion. It reduces pain and increases pleasure. It’s practically recommended for everyone’s first experience.”

This was fortunate. She had heard that the first time is very painful, but now she had an item to use as a painkiller.

Ireh, relieved, began to spread the gel evenly over her breasts, thoroughly, as if applying soap during a bath.

That was the beginning of the problem.

“Huh?”

The patches, already precarious due to sweat and moisture, were starting to come off.

Oil-based products like gel and disposable nipple bands have terrible compatibility.

This was Eidel’s intention.

Ireh realized too late that something was wrong, but the seals had already slid more than halfway, revealing everything they were meant to hide.

Flower petals with a hint of brown.

Straight nipples folded inward.

Perfect in both size and shape.

And Eidel, charged with semen after more than two hours of stimulation, Ireh’s handjob, and Sonia’s combined attack, reached his limit just from the sight.

“Ungh!”

Splurt! Splurt!

Before Ireh could scream, her breasts were covered in Eidel’s semen.