Chapter 933 – Side Story – Returning the Favor (3)

“Have you ever had the desire to lie on a man’s lap and be stroked like this?”

“Hey, desire… Me, I’ve never had a desire like that in my life…”

– Stroking, stroking.

“Fizzle. Pretty words. “Would you like to stop frowning like that and smile pretty?”

“…”

-… Grinning

“Oh, you’re good. As expected, I thought Teacher Miyeon was a good girl.”

“…”

What on earth am I doing now?

No matter how much I think about this behavior that Seong Tae-kyung is doing to himself, it seems completely different from normal caresses.

I can’t shake the feeling that I’m being treated like a fool.

However, for some reason, Yang Mi-yeon was so cozy on his lap that she could not make up her mind to escape, and sweet words that completely broke her will to rebel quietly rang in her ears.

“Today, you can be as silly as you like.”

“…”

“For teacher Miyeon, I can be her father and older brother.”

What on earth does that mean?

It was the first time in her life that she had ever heard someone say that she would be their father or brother.

When Yang Mi-yeon heard that he was caressing her, she only thought about caressing her to stimulate her erogenous zones and bring her to climax, like she did for students in heat, but what he was doing to her was completely different from what she had imagined.

Yang Mi-yeon soon realized that the behavior that Yang Mi-yeon was currently receiving from Seong Tae-kyung was somehow close to the infantile regression play commonly used in ASMR with pretty boy voices.

‘Wow, how on earth do you know…? ?’

How on earth does she know that when she’s stressed, listening to her ASMR, this infantile regression play, calms her mind?

No matter how much she thought about it, it was a hobby that made no sense as a teacher, so she kept it a secret as much as possible so that others would not know about it.

Yang Mi-yeon was embarrassed as to how she knew her secret tastes, but she could not escape and was gently stroked by Seong Tae-kyung’s hand.

‘But, if it’s just like this, it might not be so bad…’

She was much more relieved than she thought.

If I was only stroking her knee pillow and head like this, it meant that at least I wouldn’t have to moan like a bitch and cum and squirt in front of her former student.

No matter how much she thought about the sight of girls in heat climaxing with her fingers, she couldn’t help but feel extremely embarrassed showing herself like that, so Yang Mi-yeon thought this might be much better than that. Thought…

-Jjippung.

“Huh?!”

While she was momentarily distracted by Seong Tae-kyung’s touch, which gradually made her feel more comfortable, his finger suddenly entered between her legs.

Yang Mi-yeon, who was startled by Seong Tae-kyung’s hand touching the entrance to her vagina, let out a cute moan that she couldn’t control.

-Snap, hit.

“Huh, huh?! Hmm?!”

“You were this wet and there was a lot of piled up, right?”

“Ha, now, wait… If you suddenly touch it…”

“You’ve given me enough time to mentally prepare, Teacher Miyeon. “You didn’t think I would just pat Teacher Miyeon’s head until the end, did you?”

-Jjigeuk, Jjigeuk.

“Huh, huh, huh… ! Hmm?!”

Yang Mi-yeon continues to let out uncontrollable moans as Seong Tae-kyung’s hand suddenly enters her lower body.

I wasn’t touching any extremely sensitive areas. To be precise, it means not touching extremely sensitive areas among sensitive areas.

Except for the inside of the vagina, where the hymen can be torn if a finger is inserted incorrectly, the parts of Yang Mi-yeon’s lower body that she feels most are the clitoris and anus.

However, even though Seong Tae-kyung’s hand was only rubbing the short space from the entrance to her vagina to where the hymen was and her labia, an unbearable pleasure throbbed up her lower body.

“Ha, ha, ha… !”

“How do you usually masturbate, Teacher Miyeon?”

“… Ah, what can I do? .”

“Of course, I do it because I want to see our teacher Miyeon in a good mood. “You can feel better if you are touched in the same way you usually masturbate, or if a particularly sensitive erogenous zone is touched, right?”

… Do you feel better here?

Just a moment ago, it felt like she was suddenly struck with such intense pleasure that it made her moan?

Yang Mi-yeon is torn between speaking honestly and feeling better and keeping her mouth shut and protecting her pride.

However, as if such worries were too much of a luxury, Seong Tae-kyung’s touch stimulated her lower body once more before she could respond.

“Ding~. It’s time out. “You’re not being honest, Teacher Miyeon.”

“… Uh, huh?”

“To Teacher Miyeon, who is not honest… “It’s a little punishment.”

“B-you mean punishment… ? Well, what does that mean…”

-Cow wow.

“Huhhhhh?!”

With the word punishment, Seong Tae-kyung uses two of her fingers to pinch her clitoris

This doesn’t work. It’s dangerous.

It’s not because it’s painful or unpleasant, but because it feels so good that it’s dangerous.

If she continued to be touched like this, it was obvious that she would reach an ugly climax like an animal hunter in heat, so Yang Mi-yeon had to quickly stop Seong Tae-kyung’s actions.

“Well, don’t touch there…” Breathe… !!”

“It’s a punishment, Teacher Miyeon. Since I didn’t speak honestly, my punishment is to be touched until I climax and squirt.”

“Something like that rule… There wasn’t, right…”

“That doesn’t really matter. And the most important thing about caress is to make the other person feel good, right? In that sense, I am just focused on making Teacher Miyeon feel good.”

“There’s no way something like this can make you feel better… Ugh, hyaaaaa?!”

… There is.

No, I can’t help but feel good.

Because from the moment Yang Mi-yeon started touching her crotch in earnest, she could barely hold on to her mind and was consumed by her pleasure.

For her, who had not been with a man for 35 years, the touch of her beloved student, who was ten years younger than her, was so gentle and so sweet.

If things continue like this, it makes me wonder if she’s really going to become a bad woman.

-Cluck, cluck.

“Haha… ?! Well, stop… !!”

-Cow wow!

“Huh, haaaaagh?!”

-Shoo…

In the end, Yang Mi-yeon reached climax just by touching her clitoris, just as Seong Tae-kyung had predicted.

In the lingering pleasure that cannot be easily escaped, Seong Tae-kyung’s voice penetrated her mind once again.

“Teacher Miyeon, please be honest this time.”

“Ha, huh, huh… ?”

“Teacher Miyeon, do you like your dad? Or do you like my brother?”

“…”

Although my mind was blurry, I was able to fully guess why Seong Tae-kyung was asking me this question.

Because it was Yang Mi-yeon who had told her earlier that he would be her father as well as her brother when she had laid him down on her thighs.

In other words, it was a cheeky remark that her young student, despite his age, said that he would act as his father or older brother. Here, as his teacher in the past, she had to come to her senses and warn him to pay attention…

“Oh, Dad…”

“…”

“Dad, I like it…”

Her endless pleasure and sexual desire built up over many years were ultimately enough to destroy Yang Mi-yeon’s last pride.

“Do you like your dad?”

“…”

-Nod.

“Teacher Miyeon said she likes my dad… Then, I guess I have no choice but to become Teacher Miyeon’s father today…”

“…”

“I’m still in my mid-twenties, but I’ve already become a father. And that’s our cute Miyeon’s dad.”

From Teacher Yang Mi-yeon to Teacher Mi-yeon. From Teacher Miyeon to Miyeon.

It was a change in title that seemed to gradually look down on her, but for some reason Yang Mi-yeon did not feel bad at all.

A handsome man in his 20s who plays the role of a father engages in infant regressive fingering play… For Yang Mi-yeon, it was a rare experience that could not be had even if she paid hundreds of millions of dollars.

Any remorse he had about doing something like this with his former student had long since disappeared. All she wants is to be able to play this game a little longer.

In the end, Yang Mi-yeon decided that not being able to enjoy this moment due to various worries was the biggest loss and decided to give up everything.

“Uh, uh…”

“Miyeon?”

“Oh, Dad… Mi, please pat Miyeon’s head more… Mi, please make Miyeon cuter… Ugh, darling…”

“…”

… Oops.

The moment Seong Tae-kyung, who was rarely embarrassed, felt a hint of embarrassment on his face, Yang Mi-yeon’s temporarily relaxed spirit returned.

She was struck by the feeling that she had crossed the line for a moment and felt cold sweat running down the back of her head.

However, fortunately, Seong Tae-kyung had already experienced the various temperaments of many women other than Yang Mi-yeon, so he was able to fully accept her temperament.

“Yes, yes. Our Miyeon. “You wanted to make a fool of your father?”

“…”

“Yes, yes. Dad can give Miyeon anything she wants, so you don’t have to worry.”

“Uh, uh… Dad, my dear…”

… Now, I don’t mind dying.

No, maybe this is already heaven.