Chapter 15: Hyun Iseo (3) [R-18]

The drill instructor’s hand began to caress the space between Iseo’s thighs.

Her body, having already climaxed once, was reacting cautiously despite her shame.

The semen splattered across her face and breasts only added to the erotic atmosphere.

“Trainee Hyun Iseo, you’re so sensitive. I love how you react to every single touch.”

His fingers slid inside her, first the second knuckle, then the third. The heat and softness within were unbelievable, clenching of their own accord.

“Ngh…! Hah… hah…!”

Iseo’s breaths came in ragged gasps. As moisture gathered on her lips, she clutched at the hem of his clothes.

“How is it? Has anyone else ever done this for you?”

“N-No… never… I…”

Even such a question was mortifying, and her lips trembled. But the drill instructor whispered in a gentle voice.

“So… I’m your first?”

“Y-Yes…”

As Iseo answered as if giving the correct response, a deep blush spread from her face to the tips of her ears. The drill instructor’s lips curled into a smile as he covered her clitoris with his tongue.

“Ngh…! Haaaah…!”

Her body shuddered. With every circular flick of his tongue, a pathetic whimper escaped her lips.

The drill instructor gently parted her thighs as she trembled like a rabbit. His rough tongue slid over her clit, his lips making a sound like a baby suckling on the tiny bud.

“Ah… no… if you keep… doing that…”

“Yes. What happens if I keep doing this?”

“I-I’ll come… again… Uuungh…!”

She writhed pitifully, her hips trembling. She bit down hard on her lip, but her body was honest, and she lacked the mental fortitude to endure it.

The drill instructor’s fingers were still thrusting inside her while his tongue layered stimulation upon stimulation from above.

“Hah… Haaah…! Ngh, aaahng…!”

And with that, her second orgasm. Iseo squeezed her legs together, her entire body shaking. Her back arched sharply, and her wet breaths fell against the drill instructor’s mouth.

But he didn’t stop. Her reaction was so lovely that the thought of stopping was a disappointment.

His tongue slowly licked over her wet vulva once more. He was caressing her as if he were a lover, diligently worshiping her.

“What are we going to do if you’re this sensitive? Now you’ll get wet with just a little touch.”

“I-I’m sorry… I just… it’s just…” Iseo stammered, sobbing out an excuse. Apologizing was ridiculous in itself, but the drill instructor smiled as if he found even that endearing.

“It’s fine. You have a fucking talent for this.”

“……!”

At his words, Iseo’s eyes wavered. They were fragile, pathetic eyes that looked as if they might shatter.

“Shit. Five weeks doesn’t seem like nearly enough time for you to get used to being touched.”

The drill instructor lifted her legs, draping them over his shoulders before lowering his head to lick her again. His wet tongue traced circles over her clit, which was now sensitive beyond measure.

“Haaaahng…! D-Drill Instructor… this is too much…”

Iseo’s whole body began to vibrate again. Her small hands flailed in the air before gripping his arm, pulling him closer as if begging. The drill instructor enveloped her hand in his, pressing a soft kiss to her knuckles.

All while his fingers continued to thrust into her.

“Come one more time. Just like when I touched your breasts. Even if you’re embarrassed, it feels good. It’s okay to feel it.”

“I’m… going to come… Hah… I’m… again… Haang…!”

Her third orgasm.

Her body melted. Lying on the sofa, gasping for air with her slender legs trembling, Iseo looked like an innocent rabbit learning about love for the first time.

“Hah… hah…”

The drill instructor’s fingers slowly withdrew from inside her.

Having climaxed three times, Iseo’s body trembled as she fell into his arms, unable to even catch her breath.

Her legs were draped limply over his sides, her arms gathered in front of her chest, shivering with shame.

“You did so well, my Iseo.”

At those words, her eyes flickered wide.

The words she had been longing to hear. A warm compliment she had often heard throughout her life, but never once since becoming a woman.

“Did I… really… do well…?”

“Yes. You were a very good girl.”

The drill instructor wrapped his arms around her, pressing his lips to hers as cautiously as a new lover.

“Ngh…!”

Iseo, who had blinked in surprise, slowly parted her lips as his hand cupped her cheek and his mouth gently rubbed against hers.

His tongue slowly pushed inside, wrapping around hers, and Iseo instinctively twisted her own tongue in response.

“Mmph… slurp… ngh… haah…”

It was a soft, long, sticky kiss. Iseo leaned further into it, and the drill instructor pulled her by the waist, settling her onto his lap.

Breast to breast, cheek to cheek. His hot breath tickled the tip of her ear.

“Shall we go a little further?”

The same man who had been so sadistic with the resilient Seojin now asked the fragile Iseo with gentle care.

“I… Yes…”

Iseo’s reply was tiny and hesitant, but clear.

The drill instructor’s hand slid down Iseo’s back, tracing the line of her waist. He lightly cupped her ass, then gently laid her back down on the sofa.

This time, the kisses traveled down her body—from her neck to her collarbone, and then along the curve of her breast to its peak.

As he used the tip of his tongue to lick the hardened bud, Iseo’s breathing grew ragged again.

“Hah… Haah…!”

“Such a fucking hot sound…”

The drill instructor chuckled and lightly bit her nipple. The sensitive nerve endings fired, and Iseo’s body bucked.

“Nngh-ah…!”

Twice, three times, he suckled her nipple with his lips and tongue. Iseo writhed, her hands gripping his tightly.

“Hnngh… D-Drill Instructor… I… I feel strange…”

“Hm?”

“My stomach… it’s so hot… Something… keeps zinging inside… and it tickles…” Iseo mumbled shyly, tears welling in her eyes.

The drill instructor slid his hand between her thighs and rubbed her gently again. The slickness that was already flowing there coated his fingertips.

“Trainee Hyun Iseo.”

He called her name softly.

“You want to be loved, don’t you?”

“……Yes…”

“Then you have to accept it with your body.”

At that single phrase, Iseo trembled and closed her eyes. And, as if in response to his words, her knees naturally fell apart.

A posture that revealed her innermost self, offered up unconsciously.

The drill instructor smiled, cupping her thighs and stroking them.

“Good. Now you’re ready.”

Her legs were spread wide on the sofa, and the drill instructor slowly positioned himself between them. Before him was her parted flesh and the sight of her faint, trembling breaths.

“This is the real secret.”

The drill instructor’s erection rose hotly below, but he didn’t push in yet. He lowered his head again and left one final kiss on Iseo’s clitoris.

“Haaaah…!”

At his gift, Iseo arched her hips, as if she would come again from the sheer sensation.

“Ngh… Haang…!”

With his lips on her clitoris, Iseo could no longer stay still. The feeling of him carefully licking the sensitive nub, his lips gently rolling over it as if to suckle it.

“Hah… Aah…!”

Ignoring the violent trembling of her thighs, the drill instructor continued to circle her clit, sometimes sucking lightly. In response, Iseo’s body couldn’t stop shaking.

“Ah… no… i-if you do this… I’ll come… again…!”

She covered her mouth, the corners of her eyes flushed red, but her hips were honest. Heat boiled beneath her stomach. Her entire body convulsed as if a wave of ecstasy was about to crash over her.

“Trainee Hyun Iseo. My Iseo.”

Lifting his lips, the drill instructor looked up at her. His chin was slick with moisture, his eyes filled with a thick, playful mischief.

“This is too good to waste on just my mouth.”

With those words, he pressed his hips between hers.

His cock, already swollen to a formidable size, brushed against her wet lower lips, parting them.

“—!”

Tense, Iseo gripped the drill instructor’s arms tightly. And yet, her body lifted her hips slightly, as if in anticipation.

“Let’s go,” the drill instructor asked, letting out a sharp breath.

“…Yes, ngh… please put it in…” she whispered like a breathless rabbit.

Thrust. The head of his cock pushed forward, meeting Iseo’s entrance. Thanks to how wet she was, it slid in without resistance. All at once.

“—Aahng!”

But the moment he entered, Iseo came.

“Hiiit…! Ah, no, aaaaaah!!”

A single push. That alone was enough to send her body past its limit. The slick walls of her vagina clenched, spasming as if wringing themselves out, and her body convulsed.

“……Holy shit.”

The drill instructor froze for a moment at the intense, tightening sensation.

“Fuck… was that a porno just now?”

A sound of admiration escaped his lips. The moment he entered, her insides had convulsed and clamped down on him, and Iseo’s face was flushed red as if she were about to cry.

“Huh? Iseo, did you just come?”

“N-Nnngh… haah… I-I’m sorry… It just… it felt so strange…”

Iseo gasped for breath, tears clinging to her lashes. She trembled as if she couldn’t believe it herself, her hands clutching his shoulders.

“Fucking hell… are you a real rabbit? This is the first time I’ve seen someone come the second I put it in.”

The drill instructor whispered as if it were a breath, holding Iseo’s waist tightly.

“Then the real thing starts now.”

“Yes… haah… nngh…”

Her body had already been sent trembling at the entrance. And yet, Iseo’s legs parted again, wanting him.

A thick fluid seeped from the opening between them. A sensitive cunt that tightened, trembled, and came the moment he entered.

The drill instructor smiled, satisfied, and slowly began to push his hips forward again.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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