'Wow, that must be crazy.'
The professor had been known that she was insanely sexy but had an eccentric personality. That was the public's evaluation of AeMin. She used to be rude, but when she felt sorry for the students, she suddenly took care of the students nicely.
If that's the case, YiKyung grumbled from the beginning that she would have to be patient with the prof's temper, but YiKyung knew that AeMin was just a picky person and not a bad person. Even if YiKyung looked into her anger, after seeing AeMin's face, she would say, 'Yes. If you look this nice, I am okay with your personality might be a bit rude.' And then she could forgive AeMin.
There were times when she felt asleep reciting like a prayer before going to bed that even though the day was difficult and unfair, the professor had some thoughts for her after all, and that she was driving her student to learn more.
'Have someone ever noticed any disloyal thoughts I had for a while? So am I being punished? There were times when I cursed at everything as if they were my professor... Honestly, there are many! Or did I have a crush on the professor all this time...? So, did this kind of thing just grow up like this?'
Because the situation was absurd, there was no way the accident could have happened. YiKyung came up with a number of nonsensical hypotheses, but the most plausible was that she got too aroused by herself and her bottom grew a thing like a penis.
'Honestly... I like the professor's appearance.'
Her lover fell apart due to her busy life as a grad student or slave. As a result, anyone looked pretty and sexy to her. AeMin herself was pretty and handsome, but YiKyung's starving hunger for a love was beyond her imagination, and YiKyung sometimes thought that AeMin was a celebrity. She said that among the living women, nobody would not be as pretty as AeMin. "If I were a man, I would propose to the professor......" That was one of YiKyung's repertoires.
'I wondered if my taste had changed after a few years of the solo life... Maybe it was because I spoke disrespectfully to a professor like my parents.'
YiKyung felt like she was about to cry, and she felt like she wanted to pray to AeMin or to God.
'Do, YiKyung, she's really...'
AeMin looked up at YiKyung with her reddish and greenish face. Her long hair brushed against her skin and fell down like a veil, and she had no choice but to look at YiKyung's face.
In the eyes of AeMin, YiKyung was tall like a model, and her face and body were pretty. She was about ten years younger than AeMin, and she was the oldest graduate student with AeMin. She is a talented person who was full of enthusiasm for learning and readily worked hard. That would be an appropriate word to describe YiKyung. Perhaps she had come the school with the experience of the work, and she had quite a bit of skills.
But AeMin didn't like YiKyung. It wasn't that she didn't like YiKyung's personality or appearance. It wasn't because YiKyung's original adviser left the school in a car accident, and she had to take over the place as YiKyung's adviser.
'She looks so similar to...'
The reason AeMin hated her was because she resembled AeMin's ex-girlfriend. It's been a long time since she'd dated and broken up with her, her first and last love, she kicked AeMin off because she was tired that AeMin studying all day. Her last image of turning against AeMin coldly and simply, was quite similar to that of YiKyung.
'It's like her dark brown hair, her sharp eyes and plump lips. She's the same height and has the same last name!"
She asked YiKyung if she was related to her ex-girlfriend several times, but she could not get a satisfactory answer.
Meanwhile, AeMin unknowingly gave YiKyung difficult experiments and lab works. And she had her carry heavy loads, and she left her cleaning up the lab late. As a grad student with a loan to pay forever, YiKyung followed AeMin's words without saying a word, but she must have been swearing behind her. However, AeMin only made her grumpy, and she had no intention of blocking her career. So AeMin thought there was nothing she felts sorry about.
But that Doi YiKyung was looking down at her now. And the part of her was piercing her body.
'Crazy.'
And she was starting to feel a little bit better. she thought it's like a sex of men and women, so when YiKyung, who was tall and pretty, pushed her with a masculine thing, her body warmed up little by little.
But her self-esteem was also damaged. So AeMin didn't want to tell her that she's feeling better.
"Ha, uh…"
Even if she tried to stay still, the unstoppable movement continued to stimulate the lower part of her body. The lower part was full, pulling and aching. AeMin wanted to get out of this state quickly, but if she moved even a little, she felt sick and wanted to die.
She couldn't even understand what the hell was going on down there. She had never heard of YiKyung having such a 'problem'.
"Hmm, whoops…"
Then, suddenly, YiKyung trembled. It was unusual for her to take a long breath and blink her eyes rapidly. As AeMin looked at her, YiKyung seemed to feel her climax as she held her arms in the prof's arms so as not to crush her with her weight.
"Pro... fessor… I'll hold on a minute."
Then, without even finishing the sentence properly, she put her hand under AeMin's waist. She lifted her waist and hugged her tightly with her belly touching her belly.
"Hey!"
The secret place below, which should have been hidden, was also reached. YiKyung's end was unintentionally spreading the flesh beneath her, and thanks to that, the skin that would have covered her sensitive areas was pulled apart. The clitoris was naturally exposed and pressed against YiKyung's body. An unpleasant stimulus spread beneath the excitement that had not yet reached, but YiKyung did not notice and gave more strength to the arm holding AeMin.
"Wait a minute, like this..."
Then she turned her body around and was afraid to lie on her side.
"Huh, ah, huh!"
The words "Are you crazy?" and "I am in pain." reached the tip of AeMin’s tongue, but a moan came out before that.
"Oh, sorry! Sorry!"
At that moan, YiKyung turned around and returned to her original position. She wanted to. However, in the process of rolling around, YiKyung's 'thing' fell out of AeMin's body.
"Uh..."
And she went into the process of laying AeMin again.
"Whew!"
"Eww!"
It really hurt, she was terrified.
YiKyung trembled, feeling the pangs of repeated release and hold of AeMin. This must have been really painful for the professor as well, and she was afraid that AeMin would yell at her right away, so she bit her molars tightly.
"Wait, be still...!"
Her voice was less nervous than expected, but YiKyung was distracted. In order not to go against AeMin's feelings, she somehow clasped her body and returned to the initial position.
"Ugh, yes! Ah!"
Still, AeMin continued to pant as YiKyung was changing from her previous posture. YiKyung stood still and shrugged her shoulders.
'Did the prof come a little?'
Maybe not? ah, please....
It was still dry underneath. There was a feeling of skin, but there was no slippery feeling inside AeMin. However, the inner wall of AeMin's vagina tightened YiKyung. The tightening was never like before.
"Oh, Professor...!"
She came… Perfectly.
Although YiKyung had only experience with men, she was also a woman, so she knew something of a woman's body.
YiKyung also felt a light climax in the sense of tightening and loosening without a beat. For a moment, her head went far away, and she hugged AeMin's body without fear. AeMin also put her head on YiKyung's shoulder and panted for breath.
'Even like this... she's not wet.'
It was a little wet, but it was really little. YiKyung wondered whether AeMin had little experience or lacked love juice, and wondered if there were people like this. Of course, the questions didn't come out of her mouth. Even if this was happening, which was not sure whether this was a dream or reality, it would end eventually, and YiKyung's life would not end.
"Anyway, do something."
"Yes?"
"Quickly......."
AeMin was holding her ragged breath, covering her face with one of her arms and not showing her eyes. Her languid voice was quite desperate.
'But she's still stiff.'
She couldn't pull out the 'thing' like this. AeMin felt hurt even when YiKyung moved a little, but if she ignorantly would pull out it, AeMin's inside could be swept away and get hurt. As AeMin tightened her vagina even in her pain, so YiKyung couldn't even move. That was no brainer.
'How did I put it in the first place?'
While YiKyung hesitated, AeMin shouted again.
"Quickly! Do something!"
YiKyung moved her body in search of her way as if she was being pushed away. She put a lot of force on her thighs and buttock to slowly lose them 1 millimeter at a time, but AeMin became more irritated and seemed as if it had an adverse effect on her.
"More, you're getting in! It's too deep right now!"
"Ah, sorry..."
"Uh-huh! Ah!"
YiKyung couldn't speak at all. She couldn't possibly tell her prof to release lower part of her body. And it would be enough for the prof to release the vagina just a bit.
However, if she did not take any action, yelling of AeMin will fall again. YiKyung was in a corner. So she hesitated, but eventually opened her mouth.
"Professor, I'm not saying this because I have a real disrespect. I'm just trying to solve the situation, uh, as you said, so don't be too angry..."
"What? Anything is fine, so hurry up!"
As YiKyung sighed, AeMin grabbed YiKyung's arm and urged her. Anything would be fine, as she wanted to get out of this situation quickly.
However, YiKyung nodded her head and grabbed AeMin’s waist as before.
"Uh, uh!"
While AeMin was momentarily confused, YiKyung's hand on her waist patted her pelvis. Electricity seemed to pass through. At the sudden caress started, AeMin had goosebumps on her back.
"Aww!"
YiKyung continued to move. With her underside fixed, she buried her head in the prof's nape, supported herself with her knees and one arm, and then brushed her back and thighs. AeMin's insides trembled just by YiKyung's hand gently scratching her skin.
"Huh..."
AeMin bit her lip and tried to hold back her moan, but YiKyung would know what AeMin was feeling. Because their bodies were connected together.
AeMin seemed to feel more at her shame. It was difficult and embarrassing for a professor groan because the disciple had tried to please her with a smile every day.
"No, wait... shh!"
She lifted her lips to dry it out somehow, but YiKyung continued her movement. Thinking that AeMin had gotten used to it, she began to move her waist a little.
"Huh, whoops!"
YiKyung's waist drew a circle. It was a small movement, but several places were pressed firmly. Her body became increasingly sensitive, and the belly she touched and the nape of her neck, where YiKyung was exhaling, also was tickling.
'No way, like this...!'
AeMin hurriedly patted YiKyung on the back. AeMin pat her painfully in hopes that what she couldn't put it into words would deliver to YiKyung. However, YiKyung continued her movement, saying, "Oh, I am to pull this from your body..." In the end, the hand that was stroking YiKyung's back gradually lost power.
"Wait a minute. Soon, I think you'll be fine as I am doing this?"
YiKyung's voice was urgent and desperate, but her actions were the opposite. Her hand raised up, trying to remove AeMin's clothes, which were still on her body. AeMin gave strength to her closed eyes and watched what YiKyung was doing. YiKyung flinched at AeMin's eyes, but unbuttoned her blouse and pushed up her bra.
"I'm sorry, I just..."
YiKyung stuttered her words with a slightly embarrassed way, and then bit the peak of her chest into her mouth.
"Whew!"
She should say no, but in fact, AeMin also vaguely noticed how YiKyung was thinking. She realized that this was the only way she could get rid of it without pain. Even though she knew it, she was so shy that she wanted to faint.
"Ha......."
As AeMin stayed still, YiKyung moved her tongue more and more aggressively as if she had gained confidence. Suddenly she unhooked her bra, took off her blouse, and dropped her lips all over her naked AeMin's upper body.
"Uh-huh!"
Moving her tongue along AeMin's neckline and biting her earlobe, YiKyung rubbed her breast. AeMin couldn't help but feel it. AeMin trembled at each touch of YiKyung. It was a relationship she had been in but had forgotten for a long time, so she felt sensitive. She didn't feel cocky or offended by YiKyung kissing her cheek.
'Strange... Professor... Why are you quiet?'
She wondered if it was only after YiKyung had kissed that she pushed too much, so she was afraid and looked at AeMin. She was so engrossed in caressing that she acted earlier than expected. But strangely, AeMin wasn't angry, and instead she closed her eyes, turned her head away, and gave up her cheek to YiKyung's tongue.
'Wow, you are so sexy, Professor.'
YiKyung looked at AeMin's pretty neckline for a moment, then wiped it with her tongue again. She was more excited than she thought, when the person who had always been picky showed an innocent look. So all her blood rushed down to the lower part of her body.
"Ah......."
"Hah, heh hah!"
Inside, the narrow inner wall expanded further, and the two held their breath again.
'Oh, right. I think I am having some recollections......'
This feeling, this situation, as if it had happened yesterday, the memories that were buried beyond YiKyung's consciousness began to come to mind.
AeMin was drunk and chuckled a lot. YiKyung followed AeMin with her blank eyes and smiled.
AeMin put a finger on her mouth and pulled it to the side, revealing her hidden upper teeth. YiKyung frowned, trying to focus, and looked into AeMin's mouth.
This time, YiKyung licked her lips. Two of her lower teeth were implanted. AeMin didn't even look at her, and she smirked.
AeMin put the pill in YiKyung's hand and said something important.
AeMin then smiled and leaned backwards. She said that she had also tested herself and had a very painful injection. Then she rolled over, giggling and chuckling.
So, YiKyung took AeMin's medicine with soju and swallowed it. She could only remember she had swallowed some pill, after which her memory was gone perfectly.
'Ha... Maybe. Could this be a side effect? I can't think of anything other than that......'
It seemed unlikely that there would have been more to go than that in a single day. YiKyung's guess became more and more certain. As a result, little by little, the teasing of the waist became emotional.
"Aww, uh, uh huh!"
Her back, which had been spinning round and round, was able to move back and forth a little. AeMin only moaned at the shallow pushing and pulling, but there was no other reaction.
'Hey, hey...! Where the hell is my life going because of this professor? Why did you give me that medicine!'
AeMin's face was heating up at the sincere teasing of the waist. Her reddened skin was drenched in moisture. She didn't even think to hold back her moan and looked up at YiKyung, unable to even open her big eyes.
'Why are you so pretty, I can't even get mad.'
With the eyes closed, YiKyung continued to stimulate Ae Min. Even as she pinched and pulled her nipples, AeMin did not resist once. She didn't even when YiKyung touched her belly button.
'Are you docile when having a sex?'
Considering her usual sassy personality, it was unimaginable. AeMin sometimes covered her face or looked away, but she looked no longer annoyed.
'Oh, it's wet.'
And AeMin's bottom was getting steadily wet. It also seemed to make a stinky sound. Even when YiKyung raised her upper body, there was no sound of pain. YiKyung raised her body, setting the distance from AeMin's face, and looked down at her. AeMin now closed her eyes and rest her hands on the floor to keep her body from being pushed. It must have been done unconsciously, but it also made YiKyung suffocate.
'Is it because she is single without a child? Her stomach is thin. Right. Did she say she learned yoga?'
She was in good shape for her age. There were few wrinkles, and she looked much younger than her actual age. When YiKyung first saw AeMin, she thought she was only one or two years older than herself.