Teacher, Is This Your First Time?

With the remaining hand that was spreading my buttocks, I forcibly opened the tightly closed place.

Even one finger caused resistance, and even just one was burdensome. It was particularly difficult because I was fighting with myself, trying to enter while simultaneously blocking myself. With just one of these being difficult enough, trying to do both made it even more challenging.

I carefully withdrew the finger that had slowly pushed in, then repeated the process of pushing it back in.

“Haa.”

Woo Tae-seon, who had been quietly watching me probe below while extremely tense, gradually became more relaxed in his posture. Woo Tae-seon, who had been leaning his body askew against the sofa armrest, now rested his chin on his hand while looking at me. It was like watching a boring movie.

“Continue. Don’t stop.”

The only fortunate thing was that even though it was an action that directly stimulated the prostate, I couldn’t feel any sensation. It was truly fortunate. Even though I was completely naked in front of Woo Tae-seon, I didn’t want to show a desperate expression of pleasure.

“How many have you tried putting in before?”

The finger that had been entering and exiting my behind at a steady pace stiffened. The consistent rhythm I had been maintaining like a machine was instantly lost and stuttered.

“…It’s my first time.”

“Really? You seem experienced.”

I lied without blinking an eye. I hadn’t indulged in it often, but I did have experience. Days spent squirming under the covers flashed by quickly with each blink.

I unconsciously spat out a lie, but truthfully, I didn’t expect it to last long, nor did I think it would.

“What kind of porn do you watch?”

“What?”

But the persistent questioning I had worried about didn’t come.

“The kind where you penetrate women? Or where you get penetrated by men?”

After hesitating for a long time, I answered in a very small voice that it was the latter. I see. This time too, Woo Tae-seon ended the conversation with just a simple acknowledgment.

Woo Tae-seon maintained a light tone throughout. For him, the current situation really seemed to have little significance, as if it were nothing special. As long as my movement didn’t stop, he didn’t particularly scold me.

“Hah. Hngh……”

The repetitive action without any clear thought made my mind monotonous as well. The depth of my thoughts, which had been diving deep, gradually became shallower. So it’s really nonsensical, and I know it, but this thought comes to mind.

If I could just ejaculate like this, would it really be over? Such a naive thought.

My head seemed to be getting more rigid. I wanted to nod, thinking maybe my thoughts were right, rather than shaking my head saying it was a useless thought.

Maybe Woo Tae-seon wasn’t trying to mock or threaten me, but literally just wanted to watch. So if I showed him me fingering myself and ejaculating, he might let me go willingly.

Through my blurred judgment, urgency suddenly popped out and added another finger. I might have heard a small laugh, but I was now so consumed by the final goal that seemed right in front of me that I had no time to look around.

I pushed and urged myself. Just a little more, I thought. Just a little more and it would be over. It was truly the end now.

“Ugh. Hn, why, why……”

This should be the end. It really seemed like the end. No matter how much I stirred behind, trying to stimulate the prostate hiding somewhere, it was all in vain. Far from feeling like I was about to ejaculate, even the erection I had barely managed to maintain was about to fade.

It was actually natural. I wasn’t one to enjoy penetrative masturbation. I didn’t know which spots to press for pleasure, nor did I understand why this was supposed to feel good.

Feeling desperate, I gripped the hand that had been keeping my dick pressed against my lower abdomen and applied pressure. The familiar sensation of my palm wrapping around my dick easily made the previously calm waves of emotion undulate.

…With this. I looked up abruptly. I added strength to my grip, gently massaging while keeping an eye on Woo Tae-seon’s reaction. Fortunately, although Woo Tae-seon was watching everything I did, he showed no signs of stopping me.

“Hngh. Hah!”

“Teacher, are you bored? You’re extremely slow at coming.”

I could feel it in his gaze filled with boredom. That if I just ejaculated, literally just spat out semen, this would truly be over.

I abandoned the fingers inside my hole and focused only on the hand gripping the front. I quickly escalated the heat, becoming accustomed to tormenting myself with my preferred moderate grip strength and writhing at the sensations I delivered to myself.

“Haah, hn….. Ah!”

As a short scream-like sound escaped, a sensation of elasticity gradually spread to my fingertips and toes. I released the sticky dick and removed the wet fingers from the slippery hole. Now it was truly over.

Woo Tae-seon, who had been quietly watching me from the same spot until then, slowly stood up.

Only then coming to my senses, I quickly brought my widely spread legs together, applying strength. Tension also entered my body, which had gone limp after ejaculation. There was nothing more I could do besides breathing heavily and observing Woo Tae-seon.

The slippers that moved without leaving even the slightest sound thankfully didn’t head toward me sitting on the floor.

Standing askew in front of a large wine rack filled with numerous wines, Woo Tae-seon examined it for a while before taking out one of the wine bottles from the top row and placing it on the island table.

“Do you get excited by showing yourself to others?”

He asked casually while uncorking the wine. Again, his tone was light.

“…Don’t talk bullshit.”

I involuntarily shot back what had welled up inside me. I think it was unavoidable that I blurted it out and then belatedly checked his reaction. The situation was over, but my leash was still in Woo Tae-seon’s hand.

But Woo Tae-seon didn’t show any signs of being displeased; he didn’t even look upset to begin with. Rather, he let out a light laugh as if it were amusing.

“After cumming like that.”

His voice instantly ensnared me. I couldn’t move, like a target in front of an arrow. His gaze, which had been persistent like measuring the center of a concentric circle, began to shift slightly.

His gaze, which had slid stickily from my face, passed lips hiding gritted teeth, and passed a chest that felt as empty as if it had a large hole. The slowly flowing gaze finally pooled in one spot. I belatedly realized that sticky traces were splattered on my stomach.

“Who would believe you when you say no while doing that?”

Right. Woo Tae-seon poured wine into a new glass and lightly enjoyed its aroma.

Looking up at the still relaxed Woo Tae-seon was painful, but looking down at my foolish self was even more painful. What tortured me more wasn’t Woo Tae-seon but myself.

“Ah.”

As if suddenly remembering something, Woo Tae-seon turned around with a small exclamation.

Eyes full of curiosity met his gaze. Behind those gently curved eyes lurked a cool gaze. One that became more distinct as the smile disappeared from the corners of his lips.

“Don’t tell me you deliberately showed me too?”

“…What?”

“In the infirmary. Did you grab your dick and shake it knowing I came in?”

Only after his large hand, which had rounded the air, lightly shook back and forth at his center did a scream-like voice burst out. I jumped to my feet.

“…You, you! Are, are you crazy?”

“The crazy one is you, teacher. Who would think of jerking off at school? You’re not even a sex addict.”

It wasn’t that I couldn’t continue speaking because I had nothing to say or couldn’t find the right words. I was so wronged that the words got stuck.

Even if I were to hear such accusations from someone, at least it shouldn’t be Woo Tae-seon saying them to me. Why am I like this? Who is the crazy person who made me do this?

But I couldn’t argue like that. All I could do was suppress the boiling sense of injustice.

“Hmm. No matter how I think about it.”

As if mocking me, who had no choice but to endure, Woo Tae-seon lightly passed by me. Along with the subtle alcohol scent he left behind, a small sigh circled around me.

Returning to his seat, Woo Tae-seon crossed his legs and slowly tapped his cheek with the finger that was supporting his chin.

“I feel like I’ve been used by an exhibitionist pervert.”

It was quite a dejected voice, as if he had a major concern. To an extent that someone who hadn’t seen the previous situation might be quite deceived.

“Look at you now.”

This bastard.

“What are you doing naked in someone else’s house?”

So, Woo Tae-seon was truly a crazy bastard.

“Grabbing your dick and shaking it, and when you couldn’t cum, you even fingered your hole and came.”

The accusations, craftily mixing truth and lies, mercilessly struck me down. Woo Tae-seon’s voice circled around me as I stood drenched in misery. My feet touched the coldly settled skin. It was the clothes I had removed myself.

I couldn’t do anything. I looked down at the semen flowing over my stomach. I was starting to belatedly realize what I had done.

Undressing myself in front of a student, rubbing my dick until ejaculation, and even my fingers…

The silence surrounding me seemed to take away not only sound but also air. I couldn’t breathe even though no one was strangling me. There was only one escape from this hell. I had to go out through that corridor, the way I had come in. Once I left this place, I could finally end all of this.

Slowly, but leaving no gap, I put back on the clothes scattered on the floor.