Chapter 641 – The Heavenly Peach Tree (1)

I ensnared Cheondo in my arms as she desperately tried to break free.

“Ah… Ugh!! Lee Si-heon!!”

She struggled against my hold, yet it was impossible for her to break free. This was the moment I had been eagerly anticipating.

“Heh, heh…”

My breath grazed her cheek, dispersing in the air.

“…please, Si-heon.”

Cheondo’s face contorted in anguish as she pleaded.

I yearned to bury myself deep within her intoxicating body. Even as she screamed in denial, I had an insatiable desire to explore her inner depths. Even if it meant earning her scorn…

I wanted to claim her, ignited by my touch, as my woman. To possess her voluptuous breasts and waist with my own hands, to savor her with every fiber of my being, and to drive her to the brink of ecstasy.

“I’ve warned you not to… reconsider. Stop now, or there will be no turning back… I trust you-“

– Thud.

“Don’t trust me.”
“Huh?!”

As I gently embraced her waist and pulled her towards me, her lower abdomen arched.

Her slender waist, her navel… I took my erect member out and pressed it against the protrusion in her lower belly.

“Why… why bring that out? I told you not to…”
“I love you, Master.”
“Well, then you should abstain even more…”
“But aren’t you always ensnared by men whose names you don’t even know?”
“That’s… not….”

Speechless, Cheondo couldn’t tear her gaze away from my manhood.

Anticipating an impulsive act, she nervously swallowed, clutching her chest. The sight was unbearably endearing.

Innocent Cheondo, as inexperienced as she was unacquainted with my desires.

“…Did you not hear my confession, Master?”
“No. It’s not…”

Reaching out, I firmly grasped Cheondo’s breasts.

– Silence.

“What?!”
“I’ve confessed numerous times…!”

A potent force bore down on her. The simple strength that had long since surpassed hers, swiftly overwhelmed her, the former Heavenly Demon.

– Rip!

As I tore her bra, which I’d yearned to remove, her nipples, previously concealed within her stockings, were exposed in their full, aroused glory.

“It hurts… it hurts… Si-heon… ease your grip, ugh.”

Had I gripped her arm too tightly? Her resistance was equally fierce.

Her movements, unlike her earlier subtle flinching, were now clearly aimed at pushing me away.

To prevent myself from being separated from the struggling Cheondo, I lowered my body’s center, completely aligning with hers.

“Si-heon… I can’t breathe… it’s suffocating… ugh… ugh.”

– Squelch.

I took full liberty with her tender, quivering breasts.

Beneath the rough stockings, it was as slick and supple as if oil had been applied. Heavenly Demon manipulated the ripe flesh, kneading and stretching it at his will.

“Ha…hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

Breathing heavily, Heaven did her best not to release any moan.

She clamped her lips shut, denying the pleasure, and despite being tied to him, she was fighting to maintain every shred of her dignity as a teacher.

He yearned to tear down that steep wall of resistance.

The sordid image of the teacher, buried in his student’s sex, shouting only her name… It was vividly dancing before his eyes.

He dug his nails into the tough stockings, prying open a thin gap and sliding his finger in. Pop!

“Huh!?!!!!”

The full-body stockings that had been snugly enveloping her were torn open, and her covered breasts bounced out into the open.

It was his first glimpse of her intimate skin. Whiter than he had imagined… and a bust so soft it almost seemed to quiver.

He swallowed.

Her chest was damp with sweat, the ripened fruit reminiscent of a marshmallow holding ample moisture.

She must have been tense. Her underarms were slick with perspiration. Her nipples were a deeper shade of red than he had anticipated. Excitedly, a bead of sweat had formed on the tip of her nipple.

He licked the droplet.

“Choo.”

The body of his teacher trembled.

“Your sweat is tart, teacher.”
“Don’t… don’t smell it…”
“Softer than I could’ve imagined… And sweet. I could look at you forever.”
“Don’t look… Please, don’t push me further.”
“I apologize for being such a wicked student, teacher. But… I can’t control myself.”
“Endure it – please, endure…Huh!?”

He sucked at her breasts.

Drinking would be a more fitting expression than merely sucking.

When he applied force, her flesh filled his mouth, stopping only when it was completely full.

He took half of her breast into his mouth, chewing with his teeth… Even when the hardened nipple scraped against the roof of his mouth, he continued to stimulate it with his tongue.

“Huh, ugh…ugh!!”

Struggling to suppress her moans, Heaven clenched her teeth and her body shivered.

Her movements, carrying a hint of fear, were far too frail and delicate for a teacher.

He savoured the taste.

His heart was entranced by the lingering sweetness of a peach in his mouth.

The slightly tart, yet sweet and tender taste of Heaven’s peach.

He kept sucking and didn’t tire. The more he twirled her other breast with his hand, the more her excited nipples intermittently… popped up.

Heaven, despite all the stimulation, didn’t let out a single moan.

But he knew her limit was approaching. No matter how disciplined, she couldn’t stop her body from reacting.

Just the spasmodic trembling of her thighs wrapped around his waist gave him enough satisfaction.

He forcefully twisted her protruding nipple as if intending to pluck it out.

– Kwuwook.

“Ahh…Ahh!”

Heaven, unable to voice her pain, gasped fruitlessly.

He continued to manipulate the taut nipple, rubbing it with his forefinger.

“Ahh… Ah. Ahh!!”

A response was elicited. Heaven’s mouth gaped open, her jaw trembling uncontrollably in that moment. He spat out the breast he had been sucking, kissing Heaven in an instant.

“Inhale-!”
“Master…!”

He closed his lips over hers and inserted his tongue. Despite Heaven’s feeble resistance, he did not relent. He ravished her sweet mouth.

“Chewup, chump….”
“Uhh…Uhh!”

Ah.
How sweet…

His brain felt as if it was splitting from the overwhelming satisfaction. A whirlpool of enchantment, ecstasy… All these emotions collected, ready to explode in an instant.

Incredible. His master’s tongue was that delectable, that soft.

-Chewup.

Even her saliva was tart, like a peach. They say those who favor such tartness are usually perverts.

She was damp… He ground his body against hers as much as he could to maximize contact.

-Wriggle.

He, who had been proficient at lovemaking… it felt like a return to the old days.

It wasn’t about feeling as much as possible thinking of someone… He exhausted all means to focus solely on feeling the woman.

His restless body, pressed against hers, exploited Heaven’s thighs, belly, and armpits.

“It’s… It’s not… Don’t put your tongue in…. Please.”
“Chew.”
“Huh, chuckle… chuckle.”

He pressed his mouth onto hers, making it impossible for her to breathe if she didn’t suck. Having judged that all resistance was futile, Heaven, gasping for air, eventually began to suck his tongue.

-Chewup, chung.

Her eyes slowly relaxed. A violent affection was lurking within her, melting like sugar water.

He ravished his master like a beast.

“I love you, Master.”
“……”

Using his large tongue, he licked her chin and philtrum, before inserting it back into her mouth to suck harder.

“Ahh… Ugh… Ugh.”

His hands caressed her firm breasts, molding them to his liking.

-Kwok, Kwak.

His waist moved in small motions, prodding Heaven’s soft lower abdomen.

He edged his lower body in to stretch her resisting thighs apart.

Not long after, from within his master’s untouched lower body… a sticky, soft honey began to form.

“Puff… Ha. Ha.”
“Huh, black….”

He and Heaven halted their kiss momentarily, looking at each other.

Tears welled in her lashes, and she was unable to articulate the dizziness from the intense pleasure.

She was already feeling it, but she restrained herself from uttering a single moan… No matter how much of a master she was, she was helpless. It must have been hard to endure even the sensation of losing herself.

“Siheon… This… this isn’t right….”

In a melancholy voice, Cheondo gently stroked my shoulder.

“…Let it go. It’s your master’s final request… Please.”

Why?

I pushed Cheondo’s body even closer, bodies overlapping, so my scent filled her nostrils.

It seemed my tactic was working, as with each breath Cheondo took, her expression gradually twisted into one of lust.

“Ha, ha….”

Her gaze was unsteady. Her eyelashes fluttered. Her cheeks flushed and her mouth hung open, probably from her slackened jaw. A single strand of saliva stretched between her lips like a spider’s web.

Right now, her internal struggle was palpable.

Her face was on the brink of surrendering to pleasure, a look I had seen many times before on other women.

“…Master.”
“Hmm, hmm….”
“Do you still think of him?”

Cheondo didn’t deny it.

“What am I lacking compared to him?”

Time continued its relentless march.

Naturally, I, in my current state, could give her more love than the past me….

I was superior.

Compared to my past self who was her executioner, I as her disciple, could give her much more….

Much higher quality pleasure and love.

Cheondo took in a deep breath. With each heartbeat, her voluptuous breasts undulated, and her lower body increasingly dampened.

Finally, she spoke.

“…I don’t, know.”

She doesn’t know.

“It’s not about who’s inferior…. I, I am.”
“You always do this….”

In my frustration, I pushed myself onto her.

“Hmmph!?”
“You always give such vague responses.”

As my hand reached down and unzipped her, I could feel Cheondo’s dampened mound.

A smooth, hairless pussy.
White threads entangled here and there, betraying the teacher’s final… innocence.

“That, don’t touch there…!”
“Just be a little more honest-“

– Shlick!

“Ah…!!!!!!! Stop!!”
“Speak up!!”

It was hot.

My fingers navigated the intricate folds of her flesh, circling the precious hole that had been untouched.

“Ah… Oh… What… What kind of pleasure is this…!”

Her thighs trembled.
Through her soaked stockings, everything was visible.

I buried my nose in Cheondo’s breasts. The sour yet sweet scent enticed my tongue to lap at her.

“Say you love me. More than him.”
“…Why are you being like this…!!!! Ah, ah!!”

– Shlick, shlick, shlick.

I didn’t penetrate her. Only teased at her entrance.

I pinched her erect clitoris, rubbing it, scratching at her flooded pussy.

The teacher… no, she was crying out, trying to escape my grasp.

Did she think that if she felt any more, she would truly be entranced?

“Speak.”
“Ugh, ah!”

Suppressing her moans until she could no longer, she ultimately screamed out.

“I love… you… disgustingly… as your mentor, I confess my love…!”

Is this the truth?

“…If I speak… will you… be satisfied…?”

Heaven’s visage was disheveled, tears streaming down her face.
She, who had betrayed her cherished heart, covered her forehead with one hand, her breaths heavy with resentment. Her waist trembled as her body shuddered.

-Plop.

Her reduced genitalia.
She gathered the sticky love fluid that flowed relentlessly, clumping it together with her hand like pulling out aquatic moss.

Love fluid pouring down like a waterfall from a shattered dam,
I held Heaven in my embrace, and gently aligned my phallus to her entrance.

-Thrust.

As the large glans made contact with her genitalia, Heaven recoiled in surprise.

“…Why. We agreed to stop.”
“But we didn’t. I, too, am in love with you, my mentor.”
“Just a moment, not any further… Please. Let me be myself… Si-heon.”

Heaven abruptly twisted her torso, exposing her back as she lay prone.
I gently overpowered her, flipping her over.

“Ah! Si-heon… Ah… Please, please…! I am your mentor…”
“Become my woman, my mentor…!”
“Ah, Ahh!!”

Her thighs remained unparted. She simply lay there… yet, I could penetrate her.
I plunged my large phallus into her exposed posterior, adeptly locating the entrance.

-Thrust.

The virginity of my mentor,

-Creak.

“Hn, Ahh!! Si-heon… Ahh!!”

I take it.

My lips slacken at the electrifying thrill of ravishing her innocence.
I was rendered speechless by the quaking shock that rippled throughout my entire body.
My lower abdomen and Heaven’s enticing buttocks met.

Opening the vagina, which throughout her life, had never been explored even by her own hand. Tasting the inside, I thrust with all my might. Heaven’s head jerked violently backwards.

“Haa…! Haaah♡”

The lewd voice echoed in my ears.
My mentor writhing in agony. The vivid smear of blood that flowed out imprinted within my eyes like a photograph.

“Haa, Haa… Finally.”
“Ah… Ah!”

I gasped, gripping my mentor’s buttocks and parting them.

The tight hole that clung onto my phallus refused to let go, convulsing wildly.

-Flinch, flinch!

I violated my mentor.
Now, she is my woman.

“Hn, Hnn… I told you… not to insert it.”

As I tore out the guilt within me, I pressed my nose against the nape of my mentor.

“The first man to breach your purity is me.”
“…….”

She’s the woman I’ve truly desired.
Heaven could not reply, her waist quaking.

Fitting together tightly like Tetris. I could feel the tremor in my mentor’s ample buttocks.