Chapter 104 – Mentormentee

Episode 104 – Mentor Mentee

Early Sunday morning, I headed to the training room for an appointment.

Isis was waiting in front of him.

Just like last time, she wrapped her body in only one gym uniform and welcomed me with a bright smile.

“Luan. Welcome.”

“Yes. “Did you wait long?”

“No. “I came quickly too.”

In response to my question, Isis gently shook her head left and right. Every time she did that, her silky straight hair fluttered and the faint scent of shampoo spread out.

The scent mixed with the unique, luxurious body odor was so captivating that it could not be easily overlooked.

“By the way, have you changed your shampoo?”

“Ah, uh, yes! How is it? “Do you smell good?”

“Yes. “It mixes with my sister’s body odor, so I want to smell it all day long.”

“All day? “Isn’t that too much of an exaggeration?”

Isis is smiling brightly and happily while lightly hitting my chest as if telling me to play around with her.

Looking at her face, something about her tickles my heart.

“Not at all. I’m serious.”

“Phew! Okay. Rather than that, let’s just go inside. If we don’t go quickly, the sparring room might be full.”

“Yes. Let’s hurry.”

Of course, as the mentor-mentee activity began, the number of students participating in weekend training increased.

This is because, unlike before, the deployment to the front line that will occur in a month will not simply end with poor grades; it will truly be life-threatening.

Of course, that’s not to say that we’ve had to fight to the death every time we’ve had training or actual battles, but that’s what makes Abel and his group his so unique.

Normally, this time should have been seen as a real battle in the true sense.

That’s why we train and prepare more thoroughly than usual.

We quickly arrived at the sparring room.

“Luan. Shall we start with some light stretching first?”

“Let’s do that.”

Isis and I slowly stretched while facing each other.

Every time he moves his body her here and there, Isis’s heart her flutters violently. It is a little smaller than a saint, but still far beyond the normal size.

Because of that, the blood will rush downward and you will have to do your best to suppress it.

But the most disgusting thing wasn’t her breasts.

Those eyes!

It was hard for me to bear those eyes that rolled to the floor with a shy smile every time our eyes met.

Because I only show myself the side of myself that I don’t normally show to anyone.

‘Should I get some aphrodisiac?’

It’s so bad that it makes you think about secretly digging a trap and eating it later.

Of course, since this was a crime for which there was no justification whatsoever, I couldn’t bring myself to actually commit it.

Not long after, the stretching came to an end.

“Tsk! It’s done. Now, let’s start sparring. Because it ended too briefly last time. I will look into it in detail and provide feedback if there are any shortcomings. “How are you?”

“Great. Please take care of me.”

“Huh! Come first.”

When I saw him cutely snapping his fingers as if he was trying to provoke me, I stepped on Wolyeongbo and rushed towards him.

‘Let’s go carefully.’

I had a lot of time anyway, so instead of putting all my effort into it from the beginning, I hovered around Isis, looking for an opening.

I was looking for an opportunity with only the occasional jab as a check, and rushed towards Isis, aiming for the moment she lifted her right foot off the ground.

If you are right-handed, if your right foot is in the air, it becomes difficult to put weight on it, and the power of the attack decreases because you cannot utilize the rotational power of the hips and waist.

If I run into something in this situation, I have no choice but to benefit.

It had to be that way.

“I knew it!”

However, Isis responded by lightly changing her stance, as if she was just targeting this moment.

Regaining her balance in a split second, she simply snatched my fist from hers and yanked it back.

Instead of resisting the force, I jumped on the bandwagon and grabbed Isis’s right wrist as she tried to sneak in through the gap.

Then Isis tried to shake her off by rotating her arms from the outside in, and I responded again, and a breathless fight ensued.

Each party reads each other’s intentions, destroys them in real time, and shares offense and defense in close combat.

The fight lasted for a whopping 3 minutes and ended with each other’s arms being subdued.

Isis smiled and praised me.

“Luan. “It’s pretty good, right?”

“Ha… Ha! “Not much to say.”

We always hit each other with our fists, but it was the first time we competed like this, so it was very difficult.

As I took a deep breath, my breathing naturally mixed with Isis.

Isis, who was leisurely looking at me, suddenly turned red on her face.

Little by little, her arms begin to lose strength.

It was an opportunity.

‘Now is the time!’

Spotting her gap, I pushed towards Isis with the intention of preying on her.

“Ugh! Now, wait! Luan, wait a minute!”

“I’m not watching!”

“No, that’s not it! Ugh…”

Is skinship burdensome?

As the agitation got worse as the number of contact surfaces increased, I intentionally adhered closer.

Finally, when victory was completely upon me.

“Ha, I told you not to!”

Isis shouted loudly as if she couldn’t bear it any longer and spun around at an incredible speed, freeing herself from my joints and sending me crashing to the floor.

Kwaaang!

Immediately after, a terrible pain arose in my lower back.

“Wow!”

I couldn’t even scream properly due to the shock that felt like my spine was being shattered.

As I was convulsing on the floor, Isis, who had taken a moment to catch her breath, came up to me in surprise and stroked my back her.

“Gwae, are you okay? Sorry. My sister was so embarrassed… “Are you hurt a lot?”

“Ugh…”

“You can’t even talk? Shall we go to the recovery room?”

Isis’s face is full of worry.

I guess you can’t even imagine that I’m pretending to be sick.

As I continued to attack her, I pulled her down and knocked her down when her Isis her guard her she was at its weakest her.

“Kyaaa!”

“You can’t let down your guard!”

Isis let out a cute scream and buried her face into my chest.

Seeing him trying to get up in a hurry, I held his waist her tightly and tickled his her side her with my free hand.

“Ugh, huh!?”

Isis was upset.

She may have been very sensitive to tickling, but she couldn’t get out of my arms easily. Of course, a big part of that was not being able to show my full potential for fear of getting hurt.

While he was torturing me so persistently, I suddenly felt heavy in my groin.

‘Oh, crazy.’

It seems that Isis was naturally stimulated by the fact that her buttocks continued to press on this side during her struggle.

I was so caught up in the tickling that I didn’t even know I was getting an erection.

I am scared and excited at the same time because I am worried that Isis will notice my condition her.

Just as she was wondering what to do, Isis, who was struggling with the back of her neck dyed red, declared her surrender.

“I-I lost. So will you let me go? Huh? Please!”

“Really? Is this surrender?”

“Yes! This sparring is your victory. So, will you let me go?”

It must have been quite itchy.

He looked quite desperate, so I nodded, as if I couldn’t win even though I was secretly welcoming him.

“… It can’t be helped. “Just this once.”

And when he let go, Isis quickly stood up and adjusted her clothes, but then she flinched and asked for her understanding.

“Luan. That… “I’m sorry, but can I go to the bathroom for a moment?”

Isis, who found this topic awkward, smiled unnaturally and repeatedly squeezed his thighs.

That sight stimulates the imagination.

‘Weird…’

I definitely don’t have a pee fetish, but the thought of the sight of Isis urinating gave me a rush of excitement.

This is something that cannot be handled simply by taking a break.

“It just worked out. “I’ll go to the bathroom too.”

“Okay? Huh! Then, let’s each go to the bathroom.”

“Yes. See you later.”

As I watched them rush out of the sparring room, I also went outside and headed to the men’s bathroom.

‘I need to take a step back.’

I hate masturbating in the bathroom, but it’s better than getting an erection again and getting caught by Isis.

… Fortunately, there was no one in the bathroom.

*

Crunch!

After lowering the lock and checking security several times, Isis sat down on the toilet lid.

“Haaa… “I almost got into big trouble.”

Letting out a sigh of relief, she carefully lifted her hips and pulled down her gym pants.

Then, pure white panties were revealed.

“Ugh… “What kind of thing is this?”

The center part of the panties, that is, the part that covered the vagina, was wet.

When I touch it lightly, a sticky liquid appears.

‘You suddenly did something like that…’

Feeling embarrassed and ashamed, Isis unconsciously resented Luan.

I don’t know how surprised I was.

At first, she did n’t notice because she was so distracted by the tickling, but as she struggled, something hard kept coming into contact with her buttocks, so she checked for something and found out that it was Lu An’s dick.

The heat and intensity was so great that I could feel it even through my gym pants.

Still, she tried to hold on somehow, but eventually her crotch area got so wet that she couldn’t help it.

He could have been caught by Ruan, who just stayed there, that he was excited.

I deliberately abused my power as student council president and became a mentor-mentee with Luan, but for a moment I thought I should not have done that.

Isis suddenly recalled her memory from the snowy mountain.

‘It was big.’

Luan’s forearm-sized cock was vicious, but at the same time, it had a magical power that was difficult to take one’s eyes off.

His body His His heated up even more as he remembered the incredible heat, intense throbbing, and thickness of semen that he felt when he held it in his mouth.

Whoosh!

My pussy throbbed and I spewed out love juice, expanding the size of the stain on my panties.

‘It won’t work either.’

In the end, Isis, unable to resist the temptation, slowly took off her panties.

As soon as it fell from the pussy, a solid silver line decorated it. As the panties go down to the thighs, their viscosity reaches their limit and they break.

Isis completely removed his boxers, threw them into his subspace pocket, and looked around once again.

“Oh, there’s no one?”

Nothing can be caught in the sense of energy.

Nevertheless, she still hesitated and gave in to the deep thirst that was spreading from her womb.

She carefully brings her hand to her pussy.

Squeak!

“Sigh!?”

Even with just the slightest rubbing, she felt a pleasure that turned her brain blank.

Isis was puzzled by the response of her sensitive body, but she moved her hands instinctively, like a thirsty person digging a well.

Snap! Snap!

Every time her finger moved up and down, a clear liquid flowed from the light pink vaginal opening.

The droplets of love juice passed through the perineum and headed down there, pushing out the droplet that was there first.

Fondant!

The love juice barely passed her anus and became one with the water in her toilet.

Other water droplets follow one after another.

“Ha… Yes! Luan…”

Isis, now completely engulfed in pleasure, could not hold back and continued her masturbation while moaning.

Of course, at the same time, the sense of energy is more delicate and precise than ever before, alerting us to our surroundings.

Never in her wildest dreams she would dream that her younger brother would be masturbating in the men’s bathroom right next to her, remembering her own flesh and blood.

It took a whopping 15 minutes before Isis left the bathroom.