Chapter 209 – 30. Roots Go Deeper (4)
30. Roots go deeper (4)
After lunch with foreigners, Sodam headed to the president’s office alone. Of course, the call of the air, we decided to meet there now, which is empty for more than an hour, back and forth with plenty of space.
After that day at the hotel, Sodam was no longer afraid of Ki-joong. At first, he was scared and hurt by saying he would steal her virgin, but when he changed his attitude, he became a very caring man. Instead of excluding explicit caress such as kissing or cunnilingus, which are usually common during sex, he caressed Sodam’s ears, neck, armpits, waist and legs, which Sodam had never approached in this way. And the act gave her the feeling of ‘her grown-ups do this’.
Even kids with thick hair know what they’re doing with their penises. I know what a woman’s breasts or each other’s mouth can do. On the contrary, there are examples in which the younger the child, the more obsessed with the genitals. Maybe that’s why Sodam also masturbated a lot after learning her last name, but not once did the act go beyond her genitals and breasts.
She was young She hates to admit it, but she was definitely young. As an adult, you have to go far beyond the one-dimensional parts of ‘women have pussy, men have cock’. Gently stroking her cheek and biting her ear lobe makes her heart pound, and when you suck between her cleanly washed toes, the thrill rides up her calf and stimulates her throbbingly there. She learned it from this much older university president.
Perhaps Junhee did the same. She was Junhee, how much more did she know than her. She, too, would have learned her adult sex by riding the professor’s hands. Thinking so, So-dam felt as if she was running behind her, following the railroad that Jun-hee had laid. It was as if I could see her white naked body and pure white back in the distance.
Her courtesy not only taught her how to caress her grown-up, but also treated her properly as an adult. Of course she hadn’t had sex with her yet and her breasts were so tiny that it was just the way she was as a teenage girl, but her menacing boss before her changed her demeanor. Treated her really ‘right’. At first, it was difficult for her to accept his sudden respect, but as his gentle touches on her body and warm words warmed her heart, her wariness of her small talk gradually crumbled.
Maybe this is how these guys in their 60s get their hands on girls in their 20s. First of all, create an environment where you have no choice but to have sex with coercive means, and slowly and kindly inject pleasure into it. A tactic that makes you realize who has the upper hand all the while and makes you give up on yourself. Even if she vehemently rejects it from the beginning, she accepts it herself when she gets used to it as she is an animal that adapts.
The generous president’s office. On the soft sofa, Sodam knelt down with her naked body on her stomach. Beside her, Ki-joong was squatting, one hand resting hesitantly on her hip, rubbing her labia vigorously. It wasn’t the first time his hand touched him, but he was the first man he touched, so Sodam hadn’t gotten used to this feeling yet.
But maybe that’s why Sodam felt it more. She seemed to be drawn into something completely different from the pleasure she felt when touched by herself. Her posture was like that of a farmer grazing her cows, but her crane was clearly taking care of her. He kissed her body from time to time, kissed her ear covered in her hair, whispered pleasant words, and helped Sodam feel the pleasure of her hand touching her pussy without any other worries.
But there was one thing she didn’t know. That the caress of Kijoong is not a big deal. In fact, his skills were not much different from those of ordinary men. Compared to Hyung-min’s skills that Jun-hee is dealing with, there will be a difference between a high school student and a pimp. However, all the skinship she had experienced before was her older boyfriend who treated her as a child, and the caress of Kijoong, who treated her as an adult on the surface and kept saying that she was an adult, was actually nothing special, but a girl who fell into a misunderstanding. It was enough for
“Hian! This stop now stop. It’s weird if you do more. It’s getting weird…!”
“Are you okay. Don’t deny it, feel free. Everyone is doing it. It’s easy enough to leave because of being fucked, right?”
Her rumors were easily overlooked by her clever tricks that stimulate her complex and induce her to listen to her own words. Even though she knew this was never the right thing to do, she couldn’t refuse. She gets naked in the office and has sex with an older man. Doesn’t she look just like the porn she saw on her? Actors who felt like ‘adult women’, such as secretaries and female office workers, ended up enjoying sex on their own in this situation, pleading with men, getting stained, and degrading. If so, she had no reason why Sodam herself couldn’t do it. She fell into something too decadent due to the adult material she dug into alone, and she was feeling maturity from being driven to the extreme and being ruined. So maybe she was unconsciously wishing for her current situation where she was forced to do sex work.
“Hey! Hey, hey! Yeah… Oh, no. I can’t stand it any longer…! Sound, sound out!”
“I can help with that.”
Ki-joong thumped her legs and pushed her barely holding on to So-dam, knocking her to the bed, then she plunged into her little face with her fingers in her cunt. Tiny, tiny little lips. Her mouth, reminiscent of a small rodent, is covered with her own.
At her sudden surprise, Sodam tried to run away by pulling out her head, but couldn’t escape because her back was blocked by a sofa. She tried to push her cock with her arms, but when her fingers pricked her cunt underneath her, she unknowingly grabbed his arm and let her moan into the mouth of her crane. Perhaps she was going to say no, but her efforts were just plaything to please the tongue in her mouth instead of being her voice.
In the end, the story culminated in her first kiss with a man who had the right to use her body. His kisses weren’t particularly sweet or ecstatic, but the pleasure injected into his body was already enough. The girl who had been taken by someone else’s hands for the first time shed tears without realizing it. She hadn’t lost anything, but she felt a sense of loss as if something was missing from her under the rush of her sexual pleasure. However, this is just the beginning, so Ki-joong got up after the kiss and started unfastening his belt.
At the time of the boundary between evening and night, no one came to visit, but because of the ringing doorbell, Yoon-jung was nervous and headed to the intercom. This kind of visit is usually what my ex-boyfriend Myung-jin often did. Or, it occurred to me that her good-looking Je-gyun, a junior of Myeong-jin, who had already become ‘comfortable’ enough to mix with her body, might have returned.
But what was on the other side of the screen wasn’t even those two people, it was a person I wanted to avoid more than those two people. The man who smiled and pointed a small box in his hand to the camera was Lee Yul, who avoided getting involved, but ended up getting more involved.
– Open the door.
“Why did you come?”
– Why did you have to come, fuck. Knowing everything Open quickly~ It’s cold~
Yoon Jeong-eun was worried. What should I do? She never wanted to open the door, but she would threaten to contact Bona Mana or Jun Hyung or anyone else. If the outcome is fixed anyway, such a quarrel is annoying and it is no different from exposing her weakness more. Eventually, she opened her door, keeping her mouth shut.
“Oh, it’s really fucking cold. It’s winter, winter.”
“…”
Yoon-jung glares at him as he takes off his shoes, trembling at the entrance. Her cardigan was fastened and her arms crossed, she looked terribly displeased with her judgement. With one hand straight up on her glasses, she said to him with a fierce look.
“I’ll wash it, so pack it once and go.”
“What is he saying now. Can’t you see this? I will use this today.”
What he proudly holds up and shakes is a box of condoms. Yoon-jung didn’t even want to know how many were in it.
“…No sex.”
“That is your idea. Either here or in the school bathroom, do you like it better there?”
A sarcastic Lee Yul strides into her living room. After taking off her coat and throwing it loosely on her sofa, she goes to her kitchen and wipes her hands in the sink, then starts looking around the room.
“Here… Is like a study. Then over there…”
“What are you doing! Who wants to enter my room!?”
Yi-yul, who entered Yoon-jung’s bedroom without any reservations or courtesy, had already taken off his top.
“Get dressed! No sex!”
“Really? Are you really not?”
“Who would do it with a guy like you! It’s okay, I won’t even do it with my mouth today! Get out now.”
“Then why don’t you just make one phone call and leave? Junhyung~ Your second won’t give you sex~”
“Profit…”
She knew it would turn out that way. I pretended to be strong, but there was no way to defend against that threat. Of course, I hate being caught and abandoned by Jun-hyung, but I was afraid that rumors would ruin both my job and my career. She was even more concerned because she had seen several people buried in academia due to her #MeToo movement or chronic sexual harassment issues.
Of course, it wasn’t that there were no professors who were in love with her students, but she mixed her body with a student who had a girlfriend of hers and at the same time had pseudo-sex acts with other students as well. Even if it’s not until the burial, you will never be seen as a decent person in academia or school. She was afraid of what would happen if the rumors spread further and reached her parents or acquaintances, so she couldn’t go out to Yi-yul more strongly.
“What are you going to do? Really don’t Are you wearing your clothes again?”
“…This garbage.”
Despite spitting out her curse words, she came into the room. Yi-yul could not have known that it was permission. He slowly approached her with a sinister smile, put her arm around her shoulder, and led her to her bed. Her shy back and Lee Yul’s back, which looks more confident than usual, form her cod and disappear into the dimly lit room.
