episode_0015

Yesol Jung knew.

From the moment Joo Seong-hyeon’s hand caressed her breasts, she knew the signs had begun.

Her nipples perked up, her body becoming excited by the director’s consideration in massaging her and loosening her muscles.

Her pussy was a little… wet.

She knew it well.

She was embarrassed and ashamed.

But Yesol Jung accepted Joo Seong-hyeon’s touch.

Partly because she knew he wasn’t doing it with ulterior motives, but simply massaging her as the director.

“If you exercise with your muscles tense, you might get hurt. Of course, I’m happy that you’re enjoying learning self-defense, but the most important thing is that you don’t get hurt…”

It was also because his words, caring for the member’s physical condition rather than just spending time teaching, touched her heart.

She hadn’t had any particular problems with her body while learning so far, but there was no guarantee that would continue.

So she was grateful for Joo Seong-hyeon’s kindness. She had been since the first day, but even though this was only the third time, he seemed like an even better person each time she saw him.

His caring side, different from his appearance, began to gently melt her cold heart.

To the point where she felt like she wanted to become a little closer to him, not just as director and student, but as people.

‘Anyway, I have some time to kill until my appointment… maybe I’ll chat for a bit before going… Ah…!’

But.

Even so, this was still too stimulating.

The moment his rough hand covered her panties… the moment his finger slightly pressed down on her most precious part, even through the fabric.

“Hiss…! Th-there… uh…!”

She couldn’t bear to hold back the embarrassing sound.

She had never made a sound like that to a man, or even to her female friends or family, but she helplessly let it out during this director’s massage.

‘Originally… it’s supposed to be like… this…’

Yesol Jung had no choice but to believe Joo Seong-hyeon’s words.

Because, frankly, Joo Seong-hyeon’s massage felt too good.

If it was like this, other women would also become aroused and make sounds like her.

Because of this touch, she had even looked forward to Saturday a few days ago.

It was still embarrassing for her wetting panties and the fluid seeping out from pleasure to touch his hand.

But Joo Seong-hyeon was the director.

It was natural.

Yes. It was natural.

Joo Seong-hyeon’s hand.

-Swish… Squeeze…!

“Haa…!”

Came into her panties in an instant, from the lightly grown pubic hair to her clitoris.

And the thick pussy lips and the inside.

The hole in the middle of the sticky labia.

-Squeezes…

Even directly touching the small woman’s hole that was constantly spewing fluid with his hand.

“Hic…! Wa, wait… Hiss… Haa…”

The pleasure spreading throughout her body like an electric shock from his warm touch, and her panting, too.

It was unavoidable and natural.

“…Yesol.”

“Haa… Wh, why…”

“How about taking classes without panties from today? You might get sweaty… and if you feel good like you do now, you might get wet with… this and that.”

-Squeeze…!

“Hiss… Aah…”

“Besides, women’s underwear is more of a hassle to wash… Even if the uniform gets wet, you can just wash it roughly. Right?”

Everything he said was right. But she kept moaning, and in the end, she only nodded slightly to agree with him.

At that moment, his hand came out of her panties.

‘Ah…’

She was embarrassed, but Yesol felt disappointed when his hand, which had felt good, disappeared.

But before she could dwell on those feelings, Joo Seong-hyeon got up from his seat and knelt down in front of her.

And he grabbed both sides of her panty strings and slowly pulled them.

‘I’m embarrassed… why is he being so unnecessarily kind… annoying…’

That’s what she thought in her head, but Yesol, who already thought highly of the director’s character, considered this to be consideration and kindness as well.

So she slightly lifted her hips to help him take off her panties easily.

Thanks to that, her panties smoothly went down her legs without resistance.

-Squeezes…

As her pure white panties were taken off, Yesol’s vulva, which she had never shown to any man, was slowly exposed.

Light black pubic hair.

The crack of her pussy leading from there.

The clitoris, which existed like a small bean right below it, showing off its presence.

The plump pussy lips, tinged with pink, tightly closed.

All of that appeared right in front of Joo Seong-hyeon’s eyes.

Even.

‘Ugh…’

To the point where Yesol blushed and turned her gaze away, even the sticky string of fluid connecting her pussy and panties.

She showed everything, in detail.

Yesol was embarrassed.

‘…Cool.’

But on the other hand, she was feeling a refreshing pleasure.

Being in a place other than her home, without a single thread on, her breasts and pussy exposed to the air.

She even felt a sense of liberation.

To her.

-Swish… Squeeze…!

“Haa…!”

Joo Seong-hyeon’s hand came again.

Even more unrestrained than before.

***

I’m crazy.

There’s nothing else to say but that I’m crazy.

When I put my hand inside her panties and touched Yesol’s pussy.

The slightly rough feel of her pubic hair, the pussy lips that must be the softest in the world, the hard clitoris, the fluid that made my hands sticky, and the hot heat that filled the inside of her panties.

Even the tiny pussy hole that I doubted even a finger could fit into, let alone a dick.

The pussy of a beautiful college girl was being touched like that in my palm, it was crazy.

And when I took off her panties after that.

The woman’s vulva that unfolded in front of me, the first time I’d seen it directly.

The clitoris that stood up because I touched it, the wet pussy, the tightly closed pussy lips.

It was erotic, sexy, and beautiful.

‘I want to suck it…’

The thought of wanting to suck it filled my head. But I felt like I shouldn’t.

The ‘mouth’, a part that hasn’t been unlocked yet.

My guess was that it was probably both the member’s mouth and my mouth at the same time.

Because touching it like this and putting my mouth and tongue to suck it were completely different categories.

I somehow felt like that, so I endured sucking Yesol’s pussy by burying my mouth and nose in it.

But other than that, there was no need to endure.

I put my hand on her pussy again.

-Squeeze…!

“Haa…!”

Spreading the tightly closed pussy lips with my fingers, I stirred the gaping pussy hole between the fluid again.

-Squeeeak… Squeak…

“Aah… Hic…!”

This hot heat spreading from her pussy, the woman’s smell that pierced my nose, the sticky feeling on my hand.

The sweet moans that I heard in my ear.

This beautiful woman’s body that I was capturing in my eyes.

What could I compare it to?

This was the happiest game in the world.

I was completely immersed in that pleasure.

-Groping…

“Ah… St, stop…”

I tried groping her pussy lips with my fingers once.

-Presses…

“Aahick…!”

I also lightly grabbed her clitoris, like pinching her nipple.

-Swish…

“Uhh…”

Even the thighs or lower abdomen where her groin folds.

I randomly put my hands here and there, in a state where I couldn’t even tell myself where I wanted to touch more.

I worked hard to touch her, forcibly spreading Yesol’s legs that kept shrinking and narrowing.

Then, when I suddenly looked at Yesol’s face.

“Haa, haa… Haa…”

When I saw her face reddened and breathing heavily.

Even then, when I saw her slightly frowning as if she was somewhat lacking.

I raised my left hand.

-Snatches…!

I grabbed Yesol’s breast. At the same time, the moment I grabbed and pulled her stiff nipple with my thumb and forefinger…

-Squish…!

“………!! Hiss…!!

-Psh…!

Yesol’s body, which had been twitching endlessly, stiffened.

The fluid that splashed from her pussy even reached my uniform.

Her body, engulfed in pleasure, trembled pitifully.

I, who was watching that figure.

I, who was still holding her breast and touching her pussy soaked with fluid.

“…Haha.”

Just laughed.

With a happy smile on my face.

***

Yesol Jung, who had been engulfed in pleasure and afterglow for a while, looked at the fluid splashed on my uniform and, with a red face.

“…So, sorry….”

Apologized to me. As if she was really sorry for getting dirty stuff on me.

Of course, there was absolutely no need to be sorry.

Because it was a reward.

“There’s no need to be sorry. You don’t have to worry about this at all. Rather, I’m really happy that your body and muscles seem to be relaxed.”

“……Yes.”

So when I said that, she seemed a little touched.

Anyway, after that, Yesol went into the shower to clean herself, and I went straight to the bathroom.

I worked hard to relieve my lower body, which felt like it was about to burst.

Only then.

Could Yesol and I face each other in the dojang.

Of course.

“I’m ready.”

“You put on the uniform nicely. You’re not wearing panties, right?”

“Yes.”

Yesol’s top was loose, with her breasts clearly visible.

And below, although it couldn’t be felt from the outside, she was only wearing the uniform bottoms without panties.

I nodded in satisfaction and first did the leg split and flexibility exercises that I had done last time as well.

This is actually a necessary exercise anyway. Of course, I groped her here and there while doing it, though.

Only then did today’s class begin.

“Today, I’m going to teach you how to deal with molesters that are often on the subway.”

“Molesters?”

“You sometimes hear stories about people subtly touching you when it’s crowded, right?”

“Are you going to teach me how to break the arms of those bastards…?”

“It might break if you don’t control your strength properly? Basically, you can think of it as an application of the wrist strike.

“Hmm… Is it okay to hit the vital points like you taught me last time?”

“That’s simple and effective. Actually, the best thing is to bravely shout, ‘There’s a molester here!’ But I’m teaching you this in case there are no people around or when you’re really angry and want to give them a punch. And… um…”

“Why?”

“Originally, you have to be careful when using your hands directly because of things like consent, but women are mostly sided with even if they overreact a little… so it’s okay to just beat them up if there are guys like that.”

“Hmph. Aren’t they guys who deserve to be killed as long as it’s not a false accusation?”

“…Right?”

“That’s enough, then.”

Actually, I felt a little guilty thinking about whether I was any different from those guys, but when I saw Yesol’s breasts and the slightly exposed areola, all the distracting thoughts disappeared.

By the way, I feel like her mouth is a little looser?

I should say she’s become a little more friendly… the conversation continued a little longer instead of short answers.

It was a welcome change for me.

“First, let’s recreate the situation once. Can you think about how Yesol should respond? But don’t actually move.”

“Yes.”

“Let’s go to the mirror on that wall. Think of that as the subway door.”

I stood in front of the mirror that took up one whole wall with Yesol.

Yesol was facing the mirror, and I was standing behind her.

Her cold face and her breasts between her uniform are reflected in the mirror.

The eye candy is amazing.

I moved my hand while looking at that tempting flesh.

Just like a molester subtly testing the waters.

-…Swish

I touched her butt lightly with the back of my hand.

-Twitch!

Then Yesol’s body trembled slightly. Even in a real situation, she probably wouldn’t immediately suspect this of being a molester.

Because if there are a lot of people on the subway, or even if there aren’t many, it’s possible to touch someone while passing by.

But if it becomes bolder and covers one buttock with the palm of your hand.

-Gropes…

If you grope a woman’s plump butt like this over her pants.

“…….”

Yesol’s eyes sharpened. She was probably running a simulation of how to counterattack in this situation, as I had told her to.

Watching her reaction, I acted even more aggressively.

After groping her butt a few more times.

-Slips…!

“……!!”

-Gropes…!

I put my hand inside her uniform pants and groped her bare butt, which wasn’t wearing panties.

As I grabbed and groped her soft butt flesh greatly in my hand, a red light glowed on Yesol’s face and she clearly showed signs of embarrassment.

Could it be that she thought I wouldn’t go this far…?

But this isn’t the end.

I, as is, moved my other hand.

-Rustle!

I took off her uniform pants. Because they were elastic pants, they smoothly fell to her ankles when I took them off with force.

“Ah…!”

Her voice was filled with bewilderment.

Her uniform top had been pulled up a lot to make it loose at the top, so it couldn’t cover her lower body even more when her pants were taken off.

Thanks to that, it was reflected in the mirror.

Her lower body and pretty legs wrapped in milky white skin.

Yesol’s pussy, shyly closed in the woman’s most precious Y-line.

Even the light pubic hair that added to the sexiness and eroticism.

Everything.