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🕑 Added 2025-04-12 04:50:25 +0000 UTCEP.26: The Adulteress Who Enjoys Thrills (♥︎)
I didn't get up from my seat right away. For a while, I held her and engaged in some pillow talk. Han-yeoul complained about the heat, asking me to move away, but her true feelings were different.
<... It feels cozy. I have a fluffy, fuzzy feeling. >
< Why do I feel so good? Of course, the sex was exhilarating, but... >
< It's a happier feeling than that. >
< Is this why everyone dates? >
She smiled faintly, feeling happy. For her, who hadn't experienced the pleasure of sex before, this was the greatest stimulation.
In fact, orgasm is like a natural drug. It releases all sorts of hormones in the brain.
Especially oxytocin and serotonin, which provide intense happiness, a sense of security, and lingering pleasure. It's not just a coincidence that the world seems beautiful after intense sex. The brain really perceives it that way, making the world seem more positive.
So, this was the perfect opportunity. It was the best time for effective communication. Even the coldest woman can become an angel at this moment. I held Han-yeoul affectionately and whispered sweet nothings.
"Ma'am, you know? You're subtly cute. Especially during sex, you become incredibly cute. Your moans are so lovely."
Han-yeoul frowned, pretending to be annoyed, but deep down, she was pleased and embarrassed.
"Who are you calling cute? You're being presumptuous. Just because we had sex, you're acting like this?"
"Hey, I'm not teasing. You're really cute. You're the cutest woman I've met. Your looks are beyond words."
—Chick.
She blushed at my sudden kiss. She had no resistance to such affectionate expressions.
"... Why do you keep kissing me? Do you think I'm your girlfriend?"
"Ha-ha. You're not my girlfriend, but it's okay. Kissing isn't bad."
"... Do that with your girlfriend, not me."
"Why are you pushing me away? Do you really dislike kissing? Don't do it again?"
"......"
"See? You secretly enjoy it. When I do it, you receive it quietly. Without this, it would be too dry."
Just as we were about to share another sticky kiss, a knock came from the living room door. The interrupter was, of course, Principal Hal-mong-gu.
—Knock, knock, knock.
—Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry to disturb you during counseling. It's almost lunchtime. I wanted to ask about your meal plans.
I glanced at my phone's clock, and indeed, it was almost lunchtime. Han-yeoul tried to hide her fluster and replied to the principal:
"I understand. Let's eat at a nearby restaurant. We'll be done soon."
—Yes, ma'am. I'll have a car ready for you.
After Principal Hal-mong-gu left, Han-yeoul and I looked at each other. It seemed we were both reluctant to end this playful argument. I smiled slyly and said:
"Don't make that face. I'll do it again later."
Han-yeoul pushed my chest, looking incredulous.
"Pfft. Who wants it? Don't try to force yourself on me again, Teacher Kang. No matter how hard you try, it won't work. Even if I do it with another woman, I won't feel anything."
She got up, tidying her disheveled clothes and hair. I couldn't help but laugh at her insincere demeanor.
"You find this cute too, don't you? You're the one who wants it the most."
"What's wrong with you? If you're so confident, try it again. I'll report you to the police."
"Pfft. You won't do that. Anyway, I'll do it again when I get the chance. I won't be able to resist this premium vagina. Next time, I'll bring plenty of condoms."
"... Pervert. Is that all you think about?"
I patted Han-yeoul's buttocks, smiling contentedly. Then, I realized the living room was a mess.
"What about this place? Someone made a mess with their fluids. Look at this state."
The sofa was soaked with Han-yeoul's fluids and semen. It was quite expensive, so I was a bit worried.
Han-yeoul thought for a moment, then poured a nearby coffee cup onto the sofa. The stain was covered by the coffee, and the smell disappeared.
"This is my mistake. I'll take care of the sofa, so don't worry, Teacher Kang."
"... Han-yeoul, I really love you."
"Stop using that tone. Where do you get off being so familiar?"
"Yes, I will respectfully address you as 'ma'am' from now on."
"Rather than that, give me my underwear. It's time to leave."
Her wine-colored thong was sprawled on the sofa, still wet with vaginal fluid and smelling strongly.
I picked it up and brought it to my face. Why would I return this treasure to her? I planned to use it as a toy.
—Sssuup.
"Ah, the smell is killing me. It's Han-yeoul's vagina scent. The peach scent is still there."
"You crazy bastard! Why are you smelling it? Give it back! If not, this crazy pervert..."
"Hey, calm down. Let's enjoy it a bit more."
She jumped up, trying to snatch her underwear back, but my libido wasn't so easily satisfied.
"It won't work. I'll keep this. I'll take it home and use it when I masturbate."
"Are you sane? Really not giving it back?"
"Why not? You have plenty of underwear. Let's share."
"... What kind of crazy person are you?"
"Yes, a crazy person. Someone driven mad by Han-yeoul's vagina. I'll ejaculate plenty at home too."
She sighed deeply, seemingly resigned, and waved her hand.
"Fine. Take it. Do whatever you want with it."
"I will. I'll even send you a photo of me using it."
Her reaction was slightly enticing, but she pretended otherwise, raising her middle finger.
As we spent this intimate time cleaning up, most of the work fell on me.
—Creak.
As we left the room, Principal Hal-mong-gu rushed over from a distance. She smiled obsequiously, but her sly gaze swept over Han-yeoul's body.
Of course, unless she was extremely naive, she must have guessed what happened in the living room. Han-yeoul's moans weren't something that could be easily ignored.
Indeed, Principal Hal-mong-gu's eyes darted between Han-yeoul and me several times, seeming to wonder if her suspicions were correct.
Han-yeoul didn't miss that gaze, but she acted confidently, as if having an affair with a teacher was no big deal.
"Why? Is there something on my face?"
Principal Hal-mong-gu was startled and looked away, shaking her head.
"No, nothing."
Han-yeoul let out a dismissive snort and walked away with a refreshed expression. Principal Hal-mong-gu's eyes became even more complex.
We were at a famous restaurant near the kindergarten, accompanied by the principal. If Han-yeoul and I were to have lunch together after openly making noise, rumors would spread quickly. That's why Principal Hal-mong-gu followed closely.
"It's an honor to dine with you, ma'am."
She didn't stop flattering, whether I was there or not. Han-yeoul responded curtly, disliking such flattery.
"What's the big deal? It's just one meal."
Despite this, the principal continued to talk. I followed behind, admiring Han-yeoul's voluptuous figure.
"Oh, her breasts are amazing. Her hips and waist are incredible. I have to take her from behind next time. My mouth is watering."
As I savored the thought, a mischievous urge suddenly arose.
Seeing her swaying buttocks, I couldn't resist. I discreetly reached out and touched her buttocks without the principal noticing.
—Sss-ahk, sss-ahk, kwaahk.
"... Huh?"
Han-yeoul was startled, but she didn't turn to look at me. She just hid her flustered expression and observed the principal's reaction.
Fortunately, Principal Hal-mong-gu seemed oblivious. She was just admiring the interior.
I gathered more courage and moved closer to Han-yeoul. I massaged her buttocks and slipped my finger into her shorts. Note that I had already taken her underwear, so she wasn't wearing any.
As expected, my fingertips touched her moist vulva. I gently stroked it, and Han-yeoul quickly covered her mouth to suppress a moan, disguising it as a cough.
"Ah, is this okay?"
I decided to stop the first level of teasing there. If we got caught by the principal, it would be trouble. We could finish the rest in the room later.
Just then, a staff member opened the door to a luxurious room with a traditional Korean atmosphere. Han-yeoul sat next to the principal, and I sat across from her.
I stretched my leg and touched her calf. She was startled and gave me a stern look.
But I knew she would enjoy it. She would thrill at this exciting sensation.
I smiled calmly and stretched my foot further. Her shy vulva slowly opened.
