Chapter 11: The Professor's Dirty Little Secret

Thursday | October 19th, 2023 | 7:21 AM

From the driver's seat, I stared at Taeyeon's house through the rearview mirror. Her car was still parked in the driveway, so we knew she was still inside. We had to bide our time and wait. Sitting in my passenger's seat was Nakyung, who was on her phone and waiting just like me.

"She's probably getting ready," Nakyung muttered, glancing up at the house. I yawned, obviously still sleepy. It wasn't exactly easy to get up at the crack of dawn, but we managed. The thought of what we were about to do was exciting enough to keep me going.

"Yeah," I murmured, stretching my arms. "I'll let you know when her car starts. Hopefully, she leaves in a few."

"Yeah, hope so," Nakyung said, sighing and resting her head back. It was quiet between us, and the only thing audible was the soft music playing on the radio. The sky was a nice bright blue, the sun was out, and there wasn't a single cloud. It was a perfect day.

I couldn't wait. My heart was beating a little faster, a little more excited and eager for the plan to start. The anxiety and excitement were beginning to mix, and it was driving me crazy. The longer we waited, the more restless I became. But then, as if right on cue, a figure appeared from the house, exiting out the front door.

Taeyeon had her purse hanging from her shoulder, her phone and keys in her hand. She was dressed more casually today, wearing a plain white shirt tucked into a pair of loose gray slacks. I watched as she locked the front door, and walked to her car, slipping into the driver's seat.

"Here we go," Nakyung said, nudging my arm. I nodded and kept my eyes glued to the car, as it began to back out of her driveway. It started driving down the street, before eventually turning and disappearing out of sight.

"Okay, we're clear," I mumbled, unbuckling my seatbelt. "Let's go." I pushed open the car door and stepped out, hearing the sound of Nakyung following me. As the two of us hurried down the sidewalk, we glanced around, looking for any passerby or witnesses. The block was relatively quiet, so we were in the clear as far I can tell.

Reaching the fence that protected Taeyeon's backyard, I turned to Nakyung and wrapped my arms around her waist. With a slight lift, I held her up, allowing her to grab the edge of the fence and pull herself over. She landed with a loud thump on the other side, and I was quick to follow, climbing up and throwing myself over.

Nakyung was waiting for me on the other side, standing near the backdoor.

"This is so exciting," She said, biting her lip and glancing at me. I couldn't help but smile back, feeling a little giddy and nervous myself. I walked over towards the window I had unlocked, pressing my palm against the glass and pulling it up, opening the window completely. With the end zone right in front of me, I turned to Nakyung and gave her a small wink.

"Ready?" I asked. She nodded and started pushing her body through the window. I politely helped her through, my hands resting on her hips as I guided her. Once her upper body had fully entered the house, I watched as her lower half followed. Her feet disappeared into the window, and she was gone, entering Taeyeon's house.

I was about to aimlessly follow after until I heard the backdoor to my right start opening.

"Hey," Nakyung whispered, poking her head outside. She grabbed my attention and opened the door wider. "Don't be stupid, dummy. Use the door," She chided. I smiled sheepishly and ducked away from the window, stepping into the house with her. Closing the door behind me, we finally had the house to ourselves.

Everything looked the same since yesterday. However, the silence was the most unnerving part. Something about the lack of sound made me feel nervous, maybe even more nervous than if Taeyeon was home. Needless to say, my guard was up but Nakyung, on the other hand, seemed comfortable enough.

"C'mon," She said, grabbing my hand and tugging me forward. She was excited, her face was lit up with joy and a wide smile. Her fingers laced with mine, and she started walking me around the kitchen, exploring the nooks and crannies the kitchen had to offer.

I spotted a collage of pictures tacked to the front of her fridge, something I didn't notice in my brief and rushed moment of hiding underneath her dining table. From what I could see, Taeyeon had a love for nature as most of the photos on her fridge were shots of scenic views.

Few of them contained Taeyeon, who was often seen posing in front of a nature shot. Near the bottom of the collage, there was a photo of Taeyeon hugging a man in front of a waterfall. Her smile in this photo was definitely the biggest and the brightest out of all the others. It just tickled my brain as I wondered why a picture like this would be near the bottom of the collage, where it'd basically be hidden away from view.

"I don't think we're gonna find her panties in the kitchen," I pointed out, looking back at Nakyung. She smiled as she closed a cabinet, "You're right, let's get to that bedroom already." Her eyes must've caught the hallway as she naturally started gravitating towards it. I followed along, passing up the dining table that I had some fond memories with.

Nakyung's steps echoed through the house, as she walked across the hardwood floor and towards the carpeted hallway. She carefully pushed open doors, peering in and closing them until she found what she was looking for. Entering Taeyeon's bedroom, we were immediately met with the sight of a queen-sized bed. Taeyeon's bedroom was relatively big, and everything was perfectly placed. From the nightstand, the dresser, and even the lamp on top of her drawer, there was nothing that felt out of place.

I could feel the tension between us rising. Nakyung turned her head towards me, a sly grin on her face as her fingers slipped into mine, giving my hand a light squeeze. To our right was a doorway which led to her bathroom. She had a big shower, complete with a jacuzzi tub. The counter had a few knick-knacks and some bottles of perfume.

"We should start looking," Nakyung said, letting go and wandering deeper into her bathroom. Of course, my first instinct was to explore the dresser drawers. As I pulled them open from top to bottom, I got a good look into Taeyeon's casual life. She had a liking for plaid and pastel colors, having multiple sets of matching shirts and pajama pants.

It was a cute discovery. As I went from drawer to drawer, there was a distinct lack of underwear and bras. That is, until I opened up the bottom-most drawer. Inside were multiple pairs of bras and panties. My eyes scanned over the jackpot, and I was surprised by how normal and vanilla they looked. The bra she wore was just your standard everyday bra, and her underwear was mostly mute colored panties like beige or black.

I didn't want to seem too disappointed, but I had been hoping for something more, well, exciting. However, I had no room to complain. So long as they belonged to Taeyeon, they were enough for me. I reached in and pulled out the first pair, a plain black set of panties.

"Did you find anything?" I called out.

"Just some clothes, that's about it," She answered, shuffling around inside. I decided not to call out to her and instead focused on the underwear I had picked up. It was soft and silky in my hand, the fabric nice to the touch. As I held it close to my face, I noticed a sweet floral scent coming off of it.

My eyes were glued to it as I inhaled the scent, smiling softly to myself. I didn't bother looking for anything else, not even a bra. With a pair of Taeyeon's panties in my hands, it was a big enough treasure for me. I folded the undergarments and slipped it into my pocket, continuing to sift through the drawer, wondering what else she had stashed inside.

Nakyung came out from the bathroom empty-handed, sighing as she joined me near the dresser. She dropped to her knees and peered into the bottom drawer. "I couldn't find anything interesting, like a sex toy or something," She commented, disappointment in her tone.

I smiled at her words, laughing softly. "Yeah, neither did I," I said. She sighed and pulled out a random pair, inspecting them closely.

"I mean, you got your panties," Nakyung remarked, picking out a beige pair of panties. Her fingers ran across the fabric and I nodded, humming.

"Yeah," I muttered. I watched as her gaze lowered to the drawer, where she stared at the remaining pairs of underwear. There were so many that I figured we could probably steal a handful and still wouldn’t make a dent. I held back though, knowing there was a limit that I shouldn’t test. As she rummaged through them, I couldn't help but notice her gaze lingering longer and longer.

"You wait here for me, okay? I'm gonna use the bathroom," She suddenly said, getting to her feet. Her hand gripped onto the pair she had been holding, and she walked back towards the closet doorway, disappearing.

I was left alone with the open drawer. Shrugging, I closed it and continued browsing through her room, taking my time. I noticed a lack of photos everywhere, and wondered where else she had her memorabilia. After searching around for a bit, my eyes landed on her bed.

A mattress, pillows, and a comforter. There wasn't anything special or out of the ordinary about her bed, but I still couldn't stop thinking about it. I simply sat down onto her mattress, sinking into it. It was really soft, and I was impressed by how comfortable it was. I was about to lean back and rest, but my urge to explore was peaking.

Guided by my instincts, I stood up from the bed and fell down to my knees. I craned my head down as I looked underneath her bed, scanning the space underneath. I saw a rather large box sitting in the middle.

Curiosity getting the best of me, I reached forward and dragged the box out. Out in the open, I can see the top was covered by a plastic lid. I pulled back the lid and saw a large assortment of printed pictures. I couldn't stop myself from digging through her stuff, diving through her past as the photos flew in between my fingers.

The majority of these pictures were Taeyeon, but I knew she was younger in these photos. There was a sense of normalcy with each photo, and it made me smile. They were cute and nostalgic, making me think of my own high school memories. In one picture, Taeyeon was in the center of a group of about nine girls, all smiling towards the camera underneath a banner that read "Girls' Generation". It must've been some club she was in while she was in school by the looks of it.

Wow, she was really cute when she was younger. Taeyeon was definitely the type of girl I would’ve been crushing on during high school. There even seemed to have been an era where she went through a blonde phase. I wasn’t into blondes but damn, Taeyeon made it look good. I sorted through the photos, digging through my professor’s past.

Then, as the stack of pictures in my hand began to grow smaller, I eventually came across a photo that caught my eye. I could recognize Taeyeon, still smiling as always, while dressed in a wedding dress. She was holding a bouquet of flowers and standing in the background were a group of girls who were wearing bridesmaid dresses, some I recognized from that club she was a part of.

It was the groom who I was curious about. He was handsome and looked much older than her, with his hair slicked back and dressed in a dashing suit. I couldn't stop staring at his face.

"So she was married?" I murmured, turning the photo around. There was a date scrawled in pen, indicating it was taken about 12 years ago. She looked extremely happy and carefree, her smile brighter than ever. Pushing aside more pictures, I saw the same man coming into fruition again and again, in varying locations and scenarios.

The thing that was nagging me in the back of my head was if she had a husband, where is he now? There’s barely any pictures of him around, and I for sure only saw just one on her fridge earlier. And why were his photos shoved deep underneath her bed, as if they were being hidden away. My suspicions were confirmed when I finally reached the bottom of the box, a stack of papers catching my eye.

There was a small, thin paperclip connecting the top pages, and as I spread the stack apart, the first page revealed the divorce papers. Taeyeon's name was clearly written on the dotted line, her signature present and fresh. This was somewhat recently done, the marriage ceased just three years ago.

"Damn," I muttered, flipping through the pages and reading each document carefully. A part of me was curious as to why her ex-husband filed for divorce and left her. But, it wasn't really my place to speculate or question. The only thing I could do was put them back and hope I didn't mess anything up.

I neatly stacked the papers back together, and placed them back inside. With a sigh, I filled the box back up with the photos and closed it off. Just as I was about to push the box back underneath, my eyes caught the glimpse of a tiny camera that was revealed after I pulled the box out. It would've been completely hidden from view had I not moved the box out.

"What's this?" I murmured, reaching forward and pulling the camera out. It was a simple and plain camera, and as I powered it on, I saw it had a decent amount of memory on it. However, the camera didn't have any sort of USB port or anything that could link it to a computer, which meant the pictures were kept on the camera.

I didn't even have to scroll far to find pictures of her ex-husband. They were candid, but I could tell she had some interest in him, especially considering she had multiple photos of him on her camera. She took a lot of pictures of him, and there were so many that I even somewhat felt a little bad for her.

She must've really loved him. But, the more I scrolled through the camera, the more I realized these pictures were from a long time ago, when they were dating and were happy. 

From what I remember in class, Taeyeon does smile a lot at us but this type of smile, it was something genuine. Like you could tell that no doubt about it, she was truly happy. Then soon enough, I started finding photos that looked to have been taken somewhat recently and her smile slowly dwindled before the two of them could’ve been mistaken for strangers.

I stared at the camera, trying to make sense of what happened between them, why their relationship had seemingly crashed and burned. Hmm, divorce is a really fucked thing, huh. I found myself forcing down a swallow while my train of thought ventured off. Why do people stop loving each other? Weren't they so in love with each other at some point where they wanted to be bound for life? Wasn't that the point of marriage? What happens when a person loses their desire for someone they swore to stay with forever?

My finger continued pressing down, and before I knew it, after the sea of pictures, I came across a video. I hesitated at first. It wasn't right for me to snoop and intrude on her personal life, but a small voice in the back of my mind was egging me on, encouraging me to click the play button. There was a brief pause and the audio started. There was no visual, but I could hear the sound of soft murmurs and shuffling coming from behind the camera. Then there was the sound of a bed creaking and shifting weight.

I didn't need to see the video to know exactly what was going on. The sound was more than enough to get my mind running. I felt the blood rushing to my crotch and a warm throb coming from within. I knew I shouldn't have listened, but I couldn't stop.

A soft, feminine moan followed. The woman's voice sounded familiar, and it wasn't until the camera finally had a visual. I saw a younger, but familiar face come into the frame. Taeyeon was on her back, her hands shyly cupping her breasts. Her unbuttoned top was still hanging off her shoulders, revealing her naked chest.

She gave the camera a nervous smile and I saw a faint blush across her cheeks. A hand came into view, the hand of a man. He gently brushed away her hair, caressing her cheek as she giggled softly.

"You look amazing, baby." I heard him say, his voice was husky and smooth. It sounded deep, and was laced with a sense of care and adoration. His hand traveled from her cheek and down to her breast, cupping her tit as he squeezed it. She gasped and nodded.

"T-Thank you," She replied.

I couldn't stop the hard erection forming inside my pants.

Her moans were cute, and the way she looked up at the camera made me wish I could've been on the receiving end. I wanted her. My cock twitched, and I found my free hand sliding down towards my crotch, massaging the bulge growing in my pants.

"Do you want it?" The man asked, teasingly.

She bit her lower lip, her hips rising up, pushing her lower body towards him. I kept my eyes glued to the screen as the camera began shaking, the video blurring and jostling as they started moving. The sound of the bed creaking and her soft whines only got louder and louder.

"Fuck," I mumbled, squeezing myself. The audio and visual was enough to paint a clear image in my mind. My pants were starting to become uncomfortable, my dick straining against the confines of my jeans.

The camera steadied, finding a place on the nightstand as it captured them from the side. I was given a clear, front-row seat to the show. The man had his lips pressed to her neck, peppering her skin with kisses as his hands ran up her bare stomach and groped her breasts.

He rolled his tongue against her neck, his head lowering down towards her chest, capturing one of her nipples with his mouth. Taeyeon threw her head back, her hands wrapping around the man's neck, holding him close to her chest as he sucked on her tits.

I could see his bare ass as he rocked his hips, thrusting his cock inside her pussy. Taeyeon had her legs raised and spread apart, the man's pelvis hitting against her thighs, his cock slipping in and out. I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't even hear the bathroom door opening.

"Woah!"

"N-Nakyung?" I yelped, surprised as she stood in the doorway. She had changed her clothes, no longer in her usual attire. Instead, she wore a pastel blue button-up tucked into a black pencil skirt, a pair of high heels strapped onto her feet.

"What'd you find there?" She asked, her eyebrows furrowing. She strutted over to me and saw the mess of photos scattered all over the ground. The box was lying on its side, and the camera was in my hands. I summarized my findings to her, telling her everything that I discovered.

"Wow," Nakyung remarked. She didn't seem surprised by the news. She was clearly more interested in the sex tape playing on the camera, her eyes locked on the screen. The sounds of my professor's moans and the wet squelching of her ex-husband's cock plunging into her were all that could be heard between us.

I was too busy watching her reaction. Her eyes were glazed over and she couldn't tear her gaze away. Her face was a bit flushed and she was biting down on her lower lip. She looked horny. My eyes moved down her body, taking in her new appearance once again. I know why she changed her clothes, and a part of me couldn't help but appreciate that she dressed up like this just for me.

"You look nice," I remarked. Nakyung tore her gaze from the screen, and looked over at me. A smile tugged at her lips and she crossed her arms, "I was surprised that Taeyeon's clothes fit me perfectly."

"You guys are pretty much the same size," I commented, smirking. She chuckled at my words, "Well, I'm glad. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to enjoy this." I somewhat had an idea of what to expect, so I wasn't surprised when Nakyung leaned forwards to press her lips onto mine.

My free hand immediately latched onto her waist, and I held her close, the camera still in my other hand. Nakyung softly laughed into the kiss and I couldn't help but smile, amused by how quickly things were progressing. She gently pushed herself off of me, and grabbed the camera out of my hand.

She quietly hummed as she browsed the contents of the camera, a small smile spreading across her face. Nakyung glanced over her shoulder, her eyes looking up at me.

"Let's keep going," I playfully whined. She giggled and shook her head, "Easy. We'll get there soon." She held out the camera towards me for me to take, "Just sit back and enjoy the show." I grabbed the small device from her, her other hand coming up and pushing me down at my shoulder.

"Just relax, Minjae," She repeated, her voice was softer and lower. My heart skipped a beat. I fell backwards and my head landed onto the hardwood floor, my back uncomfortably pressing against the surface. I saw that Nakyung had found a different video in the camera.

The thumbnail of the clip saw Taeyeon staring up at the camera with her innocent doe-like eyes while on her knees. I couldn't see what she was looking at, but I was confident it was her ex-husband's cock. Nakyung straddled my thighs, sitting down on my lap as she looked down at me, "Play the video, please."

My finger struggled to click the play button out of nervousness and excitement. The video started and my suspicions were correct. The camera was pointing downwards, capturing her pretty face and her big, round eyes. She was looking up at the camera, and her hand came up and shyly covered her mouth, hiding a smile behind it.

"Come on, baby," The man said, his hand appearing into frame as he cradled the back of her head. "Let the camera see your beautiful face." Her smile grew wider and she nodded her head. I felt the weight on my legs shift and then there was a tug at my waist, my jeans slowly being pulled down and exposing my boxers.

"Look," Nakyung murmured, her finger tracing along the outline of my hard-on, "she's about to suck his cock, right?" I was too busy watching the video, and the feeling of her fingers wrapping around the base of my shaft made me gasp. Her hands slipped into my underwear, her fingers curling around the length and pulling it out, stroking my cock.

"Take it slow, honey," The man murmured, his hand on the back of her head as he gently guided her closer. Taeyeon's mouth opened wide and I could see the pink flesh of her tongue, her lips pressing against the tip of his cock. She slowly wrapped her mouth around him, and she took the first couple inches into her mouth, her eyes never leaving the camera.

"Holy shit," I murmured. It was so fucking hot, I couldn't believe my eyes. The man let out a sigh, "You're so good at this, baby." He bunched up her hair in his hand, pulling it away from her face, revealing more of her beautiful features.

"Yeah?" She replied, her voice was slightly muffled by his cock. "I think you're the best," He whispered. I could see the glint in her eyes and she let out a muffled laugh, "That's nice." Her head lowered and I could see her mouth opening wider, her cheeks puffing out. She had taken more of his cock into her mouth, his thick shaft completely buried between her lips.

Nakyung let out a cute moan as she listened, her body moving down my legs and her head lowering. I felt the warm touch of her tongue as she licked my cock through my boxers, and then there was the wet feeling of her saliva as she soaked my underwear with her spit.

Her head moved side to side as she rubbed her cheek against my erection. I let out a sigh as the pressure between my legs gradually built up. "Fuck," I groaned, "feels so good." Her skillful fingers pulled down my boxers, freeing my cock as it sprang up, standing at full attention.

She proceeded to match the video's pace, taking the length into her mouth as she slowly bobbed her head up and down. She moaned softly, her tongue dragging up my shaft and swirling around the tip, tasting the pre-cum. I let out a soft hiss, the sensation was incredible, her warm and wet mouth was a blessing.

I turned my head to the side and focused my gaze onto the camera, watching as my professor worked her mouth up and down her ex-husband's thick meat, her mouth making a wet sound every time her lips touched the base of his shaft. Her hands were wrapped around the length that couldn't fit, and the way she was moving her fingers was almost as if she was trying to massage his cock.

"Good girl," He praised her, "keep going." His cock was shiny and wet from the layer of saliva covering his skin. Taeyeon's eyes closed tightly, and I could see her trying to take more dick into her mouth. I was a bit impressed, she had managed to fit most of his dick down her throat, but it looked like there was a bit more length that couldn't fit in her mouth.

It didn't stop her from trying though. Her jaw looked stretched, her cheeks were hollowed out as she sucked him off, her head steadily bobbing back and forth. Soon enough, the sound of her gagging echoed from the video, her body spasming a bit. She had managed to take the last couple inches, his cock now completely filling her throat.

Slight tears welled up in her eyes, and she kept her gaze on the camera, a soft gagging sound coming from her. It was amazing how well she took his cock. Her heavy-lidded eyes were looking up at the camera, and he gave her a reassuring pat on the head, "There you go." He sounded happy and proud.

The scene was incredibly sexy, and the feeling of Nakyung's warm, wet mouth as she took my cock was incredible. She had no trouble matching the video, taking every inch of me down her throat, her hands gripping my thighs. I heard the soft sound of her slurping as she bobbed her head up and down. Her spit dribbled down the corners of her mouth and down the length of my cock, coating my crotch with a slippery sheen.

"Jesus," I groaned, "you're doing such a great job." Nakyung giggled, and the sensation of her throat vibrating around my cock made me twitch. She moaned, the sound muffled and barely audible. She had the base of my dick wrapped with her hand, her fingers sliding up and down. The wet sound of her hand stroking me only added to the pleasure, her other hand reaching down and rubbing my balls, rolling them in her palm.

The harmony of sounds was beautiful. There was the sound of wet slurps coming from her mouth as Nakyung sucked me off, and the sounds of gagging and choking coming from Taeyeon on the camera. They were both so loud and vocal, and I was loving every second of it.

Taeyeon's heavy breathing was loud, her nose twitching and nostrils flaring as she inhaled and exhaled. The man was groaning, the hand on the back of her head had tightened its pull on her hair.

"Doing such a good job, baby," He whispered, and I could tell he was getting close. His voice was shaky, his tone growing a bit unsteady. I noticed how his hips began moving, pushing his cock further into her mouth, her throat bulging a bit. I saw how his pelvis roughly hit her chin, the sound of her gag loud.

"I'm cumming," He growled. He didn't hold back, and I watched as his body went rigid, his muscles tightening. He thrust his hips forwards, holding his cock deep inside her throat. Taeyeon's body went rigid and stiff as he unloaded into her, filling her mouth. She didn't move, her hands curling up into balls against his thighs.

"Take it all," He moaned, "there you go." Taeyeon's eyes were wide and watery, and they looked directly at the camera, her gaze piercing and sharp. He had his dick buried deep, the entire length stuffed inside her mouth and throat. Eventually, he began to relax, his fingers releasing the hold on her hair.

Her chest heaved and fell, and she let out a choked gasp as soon as her mouth was freed, cum spilling out and running down her chin. Her lips were a swollen red, and the way her mouth hung open and her tongue rolled out made her look like a messy whore.

"Fuck," I gasped, "I'm gonna cum." Nakyung simply threw up a thumbs-up, her mouth continuing to work on me, sucking on the tip and swallowing the load.

I watched the ex-husband guide his hand from Taeyeon's hair to her jaw, holding her head up as she breathed heavily, her mouth open and gasping for air. Her face was flushed and she was covered in a thin layer of sweat. The camera had moved closer to her face, and I could see the remnants of his seed coating the insides of her mouth, the thick, white liquid running over her lips and down her chin.

"You look so beautiful like this," He told her, the camera gliding around and getting every angle of her face. The screen went black, the video ending. My arm dropped away as I began to focus on this tightness in my groin as my cock twitched inside Nakyung's mouth.

"Here it comes," I moaned. She responded with a hum, her head lowering and her mouth taking my entire length into her mouth, her throat closing around me as I let the floodgates loose. A warm, pleasant tingle washed over my body, and the rush of heat that flooded my system left me breathless.

The muscles in my crotch and pelvis clenched, my body jerking as the first jet of cum shot out, flooding her throat. It was followed by the next, and the next, each rope thicker and more voluminous than the last. I could feel the pulsing and throbbing as Nakyung drank my semen, swallowing the whole thing down.

I couldn't see her face, but the fact that I couldn't hear her gagging told me that she had no trouble gulping everything down. I didn't want it to end. My hips thrust upwards and my back arched, pushing myself further into her mouth. Nakyung had no trouble swallowing every last drop, the suction of her mouth never stopping, milking me until I was completely dry.

The tension in my body gradually eased, the pressure building inside me vanishing. I fell limp, collapsing further into the floor. My head was spinning and my vision was blurry, my breathing shallow and labored.

Nakyung had pulled herself off of my softening cock, a wet popping sound escaping her mouth as her lips parted from the head. She licked her lips, and wiped away the small dribble that escaped from the corner of her mouth. She giggled as she looked down at me.

"Looks like I was pretty good," She said, sounding proud. I simply smiled and nodded, my voice a bit hoarse, "You were incredible." She fixed herself, sitting up straight and pushing her hair out of her face. I watched her as she stood up and brushed herself off.

She reached out and offered her hand, helping me up, "Let's start cleaning. You have work today, don't you?" My hand lingered in hers for a bit, "Well, yeah, not until later though."

I pulled on Nakyung's arm, drawing her towards me and wrapping an arm around her waist, "You're not done yet, Professor."

"Oh?" She replied, raising an eyebrow. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well, I was wondering if we could talk about my grades in your class." I could see a grin spreading across her face, my idea for roleplay catching on in her head. She leaned in towards my ear, hugging my shoulder with her head.

"Sure, Mr. Hwang. What seems to be the problem?" She asked, her voice taking on a sultry tone. Her arms snaked their way around my neck, and she pressed her body against mine.

"I can't seem to pay attention in your class. I don't think I'm doing so well," I replied. I envisioned that I was holding onto my professor right now, the grip around her waist tightening. Sure enough, her head moved off of my shoulder and I saw myself looking down at Taeyeon's face.

Her eyes were wide and full of lust, her face was red and she was breathing heavily, the excitement obvious. "Why is that?" She murmured, her fingers digging into the back of my neck.

"All I keep thinking about is how much I wanna fuck you." I replied.

"Then why don't you do something about it?" Taeyeon taunted, her hand dropped down and slapped my still-exposed crotch, sending a sharp tingling sensation through my shaft. I roughly pushed Taeyeon off of me and towards the bed, her body stumbling backwards.

She landed on the bed, bouncing on the mattress. She giggled as she lay back, her legs opening just slightly. I approached the bed and leaned down, catching her lips with mine.

She didn't waste a single second, and the feeling of her mouth pressing against mine made me moan, her tongue pushing into my mouth. She kissed me fiercely, the wet muscle wrestling with mine. Her arms had come up and wrapped themselves around my shoulders.

Our bodies pressed together, and her soft and pliable breasts rubbed against my chest. Our teeth clashed a bit, the kiss was intense. I was caught up in the moment, the thrill and adrenaline coursing through me. My hands fumbled around with Taeyeon's buttoned blouse before managing to undo it, my fingers throwing open the shirt.

I didn't hesitate to shove my hand into her bra, my hand squeezing the perky breast. The flesh was soft and malleable, the skin smooth. My fingers dug into the skin, and I felt the hardened nub of her nipple poke into the center of my palm.

"Fuck," She groaned, "don't be too rough." She pulled away, breaking the kiss. "Please," She whispered. She stared deeply into my eyes, the look she was giving me was almost hypnotic. I buried my face into her neck, peppering the soft skin with kisses. She was letting out short, high-pitched whines.

"God, you're so fucking hot," I moaned, kissing her collarbone. She laughed, the sound of her giggling music to my ears. I could feel the warmth radiating off her body, and her scent filled my senses. I inhaled sharply, smelling the flowery scent of her perfume.

I trailed kisses down her chest, and my free hand pushed her bra up, exposing the pair of tits. I lowered myself down, and took one of her pink nipples between my lips, gently nibbling on the hard flesh.

"Hah," Taeyeon moaned, her fingers raking through my hair, "please, Minjae." I sucked on her nipple, swirling my tongue around the areola. The hand on her breast continued to squeeze and knead the supple flesh, her hardened nipple poking the center of my palm. My lips were wrapped tightly around her areola, the sensitive bud of her nipple trapped in between. She writhed underneath me, her body squirming as I played with her breasts.

I pulled away and lifted myself up, gazing down at the teacher. I started on her bottoms, forcing the pencil skirt up her thighs and past her ass, the material bunching up at her hips. The beige fabric of her panties was soaked, a dark spot in the center. Taeyeon lifted her legs off the mattress slightly, and my fingers hooked into the sides of her underwear, pulling the material down her legs and leaving them around her ankles.

"Jesus," I praised. Taeyeon let out a low, shaky moan as she spread her legs. I could smell her arousal, the scent sweet and enticing. The folds of her pussy were glistening and sticky, the insides were a pinkish color. I placed a hand on her knees, slowly spreading her legs apart.

"Look at you," I said, "your pussy is practically begging to be fucked." Taeyeon was breathing heavily, her body trembling a bit. Her pussy lips were quivering, and I could see how swollen and wet her folds were. She was clearly turned on, and she had been waiting for a while.

"Come on," She moaned, her voice impatient. "Fuck me." I was more than happy to oblige, and I grabbed the base of my shaft, lining the tip with her entrance. I slowly pushed myself inside her, the slick walls stretching around the length of my cock. The feeling of her hot, wet folds hugging my shaft sent shivers up my spine, her pussy gripping me tightly. She was incredibly tight, the feeling was indescribable.

Taeyeon's head fell back, her spine arching and pushing her body up. She let out a low groan, and I heard her curse under her breath. "Holy shit," I groaned. I didn't waste any time, and I immediately began moving, the friction making my cock tingle. The slick sound of our flesh slapping together rang out.

My pelvis slammed into her crotch, the loud, lewd noise of my pelvis hitting her thighs echoing. The tip of my cock hit her womb, and the feeling of her inner walls closing around me sent a sharp jolt of pleasure throughout my body. I could feel the pressure and tension building inside my groin.

Taeyeon's moans grew louder and louder, her body shaking underneath me. She looked gorgeous, and the way her breasts bounced with every thrust made her look even more attractive. Her eyes were half-closed, and her mouth hung open.

"F-fuck!" She squealed, "Yes, yes, yes, please!" She was clearly enjoying herself, her hands fumbling around the bed, not knowing what to grab or what to do. Eventually, her fingers latched onto the sheets, gripping the fabric and pulling on it. I could feel her pussy pulsing around me, the sensation was unlike anything else.

"Fuck, you feel so fucking good," I grunted, the words slipping out of my mouth. "Shit," I moaned, "you're so tight."

"Oh, my god," She panted, her voice a high-pitched squeal. I felt her hips rise and fall, meeting my thrusts, the bed creaking and groaning underneath us. "Don't stop, don't stop, please, don't stop," She pleaded, her voice high and strained.

I didn't, and I kept my pace, pounding her tight pussy. The feeling of her hot, tight cunt enveloping me was too good to stop. "Oh, fuck," She whimpered, her fingers digging into the bed.

I leaned forwards and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her body closer. Her legs wrapped around my hips, and I could feel her toes digging into my back.

"Minjae, Minjae, Minjae," She cried, her voice cracking and breaking. "It's so good, oh my god." I continued my assault, driving my dick into her. She was a moaning mess, her cries growing higher and louder.

"God, you're fucking gorgeous," I groaned, looking down at the teacher. She looked like a whore, and she sounded like a whore. She was letting out a chorus of moans and whimpers, the sound almost animalistic. Her head thrashed side to side, her face red and sweaty. Seeing my professor in such a vulnerable and defenseless state was a massive turn-on.

"Shit, you're gonna make me cum," She squealed. I didn't stop, and kept fucking her. The bottom of her tight ass slapped against my thighs, and her hips bucked up and down. Her back arched and her eyes rolled back, and her pussy tightened around my shaft.

"Ah! Fuck, fuck, fuck, Minjae!" She shrieked, her whole body tensing up. The way she moaned my name sent a surge of energy through me, the sound making my heart skip a beat. I felt her let loose, gushing over my cock, the fluids splattering and soaking the fabric of her skirt.

The sensation of her walls spasming and pulsating around my dick was incredible. "F-fuck!" I cursed, slamming myself into her with a particularly harsh thrust, the impact forcing a scream from her lips. My thrusts slowed, but they were still just as powerful. She was a gasping, panting mess, her body trembling and shaking. The sight of the beautiful woman writhing and moaning underneath me was something else.

Taeyeon's tired gasps sounded akin to hiccups, and she tried her best to catch her breath. Her hair was messy and disheveled, the brown strands stuck to her sweaty forehead. I was still fucking her, and I could feel her walls tightening around me.

"I'm not done yet, are you?" I teased, and Taeyeon shook her head. Her eyes slowly blinked as they flew around the room, most likely still processing the orgasm that just ripped through her. She seemed dazed, but she was still very much coherent. I used a bit of my strength to pull her off of the bed, flipping her around so she was standing and bent over, her hands barely holding onto the edge of the mattress.

"Thank you, Professor." I murmured, my hands on her hips. I gave her ass a squeeze before positioning the tip of my cock to her entrance. I rubbed her slick folds with the head of my cock, coating it in her fluids. I held onto her waist, the feeling of her ass pressing into my groin sending yet another shock of pleasure up my spine. My hips began to move, and my thrusts were harder and more powerful than before. Taeyeon's legs were spread wide, and I could hear the smack of my crotch hitting her ass.

"Oh, god, oh, god, oh, god," She mumbled, the words coming out in short, rapid breaths. "You're fucking me so deep." Her back arched, her head thrown back. The sounds of her moans were like music to my ears. I loved hearing her talk, her voice was so sexy. With her orgasm, her walls were easier to move in and out of, but the friction was still just as pleasurable.

"You love being manhandled, huh," I teased. Taeyeon could only let out a high-pitched hum, the sound vibrating in the back of her throat. I felt the tip of my dick push past the entrance of her womb, and the muscles inside clenched around the length of my shaft, causing me to moan.

"Your pussy is amazing, Taeyeon," I grunted, "so fucking good." I continued to fuck her, and her ass and thighs jiggled as my crotch smacked against them.

She was moaning and gasping, and the bed was shaking from how hard I was fucking her. Her back arched, and I could feel her tight pussy quiver and tremble around me. She was clearly enjoying herself, and so was I.

"Shit, shit, shit," She gasped, her voice cracking. "Please, please, please, keep going," She begged. Her hands were gripped tightly to the edge of the bed, and her head was bowed. Her arms trembled as she supported herself. I was amazed by how much energy I had left, and the fact that Taeyeon could still keep up. I couldn't stop, and I kept fucking her.

Her legs were shaking, and I could tell that she was struggling to stand. She was so exhausted, and yet, her pussy was still tightening and squeezing me. I was losing myself in the pleasure, the feeling was almost overwhelming. My dick was throbbing, and I was starting to feel lightheaded. I wanted to cum inside her but I still didn't want this to end.

"Please, please, please," She pleaded, her voice broken and desperate. Her body was tense, and she was letting out broken groans. She let out a strangled gasp, her entire body trembling, and her legs gave out under her. Luckily, I was still able to hold her up by her hips. Taeyeon dangled over the floor, her hands gripping the edge of the mattress. Her head hung low, her eyes squeezed shut, and her mouth was open, gasping for air.

"Ah!" She cried out, her voice cracking. "F-fuck, fuck, fuck," She whimpered. She was cumming, and she was cumming hard. She let out a low, animalistic groan, and I felt her muscles clamp down around me, milking me once again. The sudden force sent a shockwave through my body, and my dick twitched. I was right at the edge.

I pushed myself into her, burying my cock to the hilt, and the tip of my cock slammed against her cervix, causing her to let out a choked gasp. Her whole body trembled, and her pussy tightened around me, the feeling incredible.

"You want my cum?" I asked, and Taeyeon could only nod, her body twitching and spasming. Her eyes were screwed shut, and she was gritting her teeth. She looked so pretty, her body glistening with sweat.

"P-please, give it to me," She screeched. The way she moaned and whimpered drove me crazy, and the pressure inside my dick was reaching its breaking point. With a final, rough thrust, I bottomed out inside her, the tip of my dick pressing against her cervix. Her pussy was so tight, and the sensation of her inner walls squeezing and milking me sent me over the edge.

"Hah," I gasped, my chest heaving, and I felt my body tense. The feeling was too intense, and I felt my knees buckle, my eyes rolling back. The pressure inside my dick exploded, and I came inside her, filling her with my seed. Her pussy convulsed and spasmed, and her walls pulsed around me. The feeling was too good, and it made me groan. I felt her body go limp, and she went completely slack. She was panting, her breath ragged and shallow.

I gently lowered her against the mattress, her upper body sprawled across the surface while she lightly stood on the ground. I pulled my softening dick out of her, a line of cum trailing out and connecting the two. She had already swallowed my load earlier, so I wasn't surprised when her pussy wasn't leaking a river.

I stared down at the beautiful teacher, admiring the gorgeous sight. She was sprawled face-down on the bed, her lower body lifted, presenting her ass and shiny pussy. Her blue shirt was open, rolled haphazardly around her arms. Her black pencil skirt was bunched up, the fabric stained with her fluids.

"Fuck, you're so hot," I muttered. Taeyeon was silent, and her body was limp. She didn't move, and I noticed that her breathing had evened out. I walked up to her, and she turned her head to the side. Her eyes were half-open, her cheeks flushed, her mouth agape.

"You're done," I asked, and she nodded. "Good." Soon enough, my lust-induced hypnosis had worn off, and I saw my best friend return to normal. Nakyung slowly closed her eyes and let her head rest on the mattress, her breaths heavy and tired. I stood up straight and looked around the bedroom.

Giving myself a moment to take it all in, I eventually got to work cleaning any traces of the crime we had just committed. This included finding dirty towels from within Taeyeon's bathroom, wiping down the floor Nakyung and I had fucked on, and making sure I left no traces of our presence.

I cringed when I realized how much I messed up the sheets on the bed, the dark green bed cover stained with our sweat and the scent of sex. We were fortunate enough to not get any of our jizz on the sheets, Nakyung's skirt soaking up the entirety of her orgasms. With an air freshener I found inside Taeyeon's bathroom, I sprayed a fresh mist around, making sure to focus around the bed.

As for the box of photos and the camera, I neatly fixed up the photos and placed the lid on the box. I picked up the camera and rolled it around in my hands, looking at the device with a new perspective. This little thing would give me the window into Taeyeon's secret life, allowing me to know about the steamy world of my teacher.

My finger mindlessly clicked through the gallery, skimming over the thumbnails of videos, growing more and more surprised with every new addition to Taeyeon's sex life. With this camera, I would have masturbation material on my professor for months, maybe even years. However, as I got to the pictures of young Taeyeon as well as her ex-husband, I knew this device was something much more valuable.

This was a time capsule of Taeyeon's happy memories. Even if the marriage had ended badly, I'm sure she still had a lot of fond moments with her ex-husband, memories that the divorce had probably erased. This camera is basically her last remaining memory of those times, and I can't just keep it. It's wrong to steal such a valuable item.

I crouched down and pushed the camera back under the bed, hiding it away once again. I slid the box after it and stood up on my feet, staring down at my snoring best friend. I took the time to flip my friend back over onto her back, stripping off the stolen clothes, leaving her in only her bra and Taeyeon's beige panties.

I bundled up the damp clothes and went to the bathroom, burying them deep in a bin of dirty laundry I found. With a short detour of sniffing through Taeyeon's dirty panties, I scooped Nakyung's original clothes off of the ground of the bathroom. Quickly dressing Nakyung, I decided to wake her up.

"Nakyung." I shook her shoulder, "Wake up. It's time to go." She stirred awake, blinking slowly and groaning. I chuckled as I threw her arm around my shoulder and helped her up, her legs still weak from the intense sex.

"Let's go home." I said, and she nodded, a sleepy grin on her face. I guided her out of the bedroom, closing the door behind us, and I took her to the kitchen. After a quick glass of water and a moment of rest, I led her out of the backdoor and into the backyard. Before we left, I came back in and closed the window I had unlocked for this exact moment. Flipping the lock on the window, I nodded to myself in satisfaction.

Locking the backdoor before finally closing it behind me, we both walked to the fence. I helped Nakyung back over, and picked myself up soon after. Once we were over the fence, I turned around and gave the house a last look, giving it a silent nod of approval. The crumpled mass of fabric in my pocket that used to be a pair of panties was a trophy that served as proof of what happened today.

Kim Taeyeon - Obtained 10/19/23

Jeez, this one took a while to come out. I wasn't satisfied with my original writing (I think I wrote this like back in November?) so I completely rewrote it, then SURPRISE! I wasn't entirely satisfied with that revision neither so I took an extra two days to look through it and change things up. (I also had other personal stuff to work on but I don't want to bore you, I value your time of course!) Hopefully this chapter is satisfactory to you as it was for me!

Once again, feedback is always appreciated! Now it's time for me to get back to work! My Haerin lovers, I hear you and I totally agree with you! Expect more screen-time for her soon! - PI