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Cheon Ji-in was spending time tightly embraced with Jihan.
She still had an hour left to stay at the stud barn, but she was deeply satisfied just by hugging him.
Her disciple, taller than herself, buried his face like a child between her breasts, sniffing her scent.
It was both adorable and a little embarrassing.
Did he think that, since he liked her scent, he’d like everyone’s scent? He’d made her sweat for hours, giving off a lewd smell, and didn’t care about how the woman might feel letting him sniff it just sniff sniff!
He cooled his heated body with deep breaths through his nose.
“Kreung… phew.”
He was so focused on sniffing she worried he might catch an unpleasant whiff, but since he’d had his face buried in her cleavage for over ten minutes without complaint, he clearly didn’t dislike it.
“…Heh!”
“…?”
She couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight, and her disciple lifted his head from her breasts, as if to ask why she was laughing.
Without a word, she pressed his head back to her chest.
Press!
He didn’t resist, just snuggled in, rubbing his face against her sweat-damp cleavage.
She felt happy.
She’d had good sex with her disciple, and also discovered her own preferences.
She wasn’t really masochistic or sadistic.
She’d thought so at first, but thanks to Jihan, she realized her true preference was simply loving a wonderful man like this disciple.
She’d gotten lost in the story of Dolswe and the Lady, but that was just fiction.
Grin!
So even though there was still time left, she was happy just hugging instead of having more sex.
Besides, Jihan would keep coming to the martial arts hall to learn from her, so they could have sex whenever they wanted.
She wasn’t in a hurry.
There were many women after Jihan on Munyeosan, but she felt without much basis that she was the closest to him.
Of course.
‘Except for Cheon Dambi.’
As a martial artist, Cheon Ji-in had superhuman senses and was sensitive to people’s gazes.
So she could tell the way the stud manager looked at the stud was unusual.
She saw jealousy, affection, and regret in those eyes.
‘She probably brought him here thinking it was a good idea, but now regrets it after falling for her disciple.’
If you use a man you like as a stud for your own advancement, it’s natural to feel a bit empty.
‘Not that it’s my business.’
While musing, Cheon Ji-in spoke to Jihan, who was clinging to her like a cicada on a tree.
“I should get going soon.”
“…Already? There’s still time left.”
Maybe he’d dozed off with his face in her chest. He looked up at her with slightly dazed eyes.
Thump thump!
She felt her heart race at that sight and turned her head, trying to act calm.
“Aaah… enough. We’re not even going to have sex. Stretch~!”
She stretched with a big yawn.
“I’m satisfied for today. I got plenty of your cum… I made you cum more than the Ritual Director, right?”
She was confident. She was sure her younger body felt better than that old monster’s.
Jihan rolled his eyes, thinking for a moment.
“Hmm… counting last night, I think you made me cum more, Master.”
“Erm… let’s not talk about that.”
Cheon Ji-in stroked his cheek with an embarrassed look.
She’d wanted to be taken roughly, so she’d gotten him drunk and pretended to sleep.
And her kind disciple, for his master’s sake, had gladly obliged.
He was nice enough not to bring it up, but sometimes teased her like this.
“I told you not to even step on your master’s shadow, and you dare tease me?”
But even that teasing seemed to deepen their bond.
So she responded playfully as well.
“Your martial arts skills are impressive, Master. How did you come up with using them during sex?”
“I can see the respect in your eyes. That’s the right attitude.”
Jihan saw his master’s satisfied smile.
Her pussy had already felt amazing, but with martial arts added, even he, an incubus, could barely endure.
But it was worth it for the pleasure.
It’s not like he couldn’t get it up again after cumming once; his stamina was basically infinite. He could cum over and over.
“Alright, I’ll shower first.”
With that, Cheon Ji-in went to wash. Jihan lay on the bed, lost in thought.
‘Hmm… I should get someone pregnant soon.’
He’d been treated as a top-tier stud, but what if word got out he hadn’t gotten anyone pregnant yet?
Wouldn’t the shaman be disappointed?
She might even bring in another stud.
That would mean his future onaholes would be touched by another man.
‘That would suck.’
But he didn’t want to get the directors pregnant right away.
Their unique pussies should always be available for his pleasure, and they couldn’t have sex while pregnant. Better to impregnate the lower-ranked women first, and save the directors for later.
‘I’d have liked to get my family pregnant first.’
Before coming to Munyeosan, he’d creampied Sera, Mari, and his aunt.
As an incubus, he could impregnate a woman 100% with a single creampie but he’d only realized that a few days ago.
So his family could only get pregnant naturally.
But if he delayed any longer, who knows what kind of wrath he’d face.
He decided to get at least five women pregnant this month.
Swoosh
While he was thinking, he heard Cheon Ji-in showering. He headed for the bathroom as well.
The next morning dawned. But unlike before, he didn’t get up early to work.
“There are no clients tomorrow. Yeah… seems like people are wary of the martial arts and ritual directors.”
“Really? Then… we can sleep in?”
“Y-yeah? Wait… kyaaa♥”
So last night, he fucked Dambi until dawn.
Dambi passed out after being fucked from early evening to dawn, and he washed and cuddled her before sleeping a few hours.
He’d slept less than five hours, but wasn’t tired.
For an incubus who feeds on female yin energy, sex was better than sleep.
Meanwhile, Dambi, who’d been thoroughly serviced, was still fast asleep, but her glowing complexion showed she was well-nourished.
“Ugyagyagya!! Haah… it’s already 10. Let’s get ready.”
He played with Dambi’s beautiful breasts while lying down, then stretched and got up.
There were no clients, but apparently new staff would be visiting the stud barn today.
They were supposed to arrive in the morning, so he got ready to greet them.
**
Sung Juhee now Cheon Juhee, since her mother had made her a direct clan member as a reward for bringing in the top-tier stud was finishing up her remaining duties at the kindergarten before heading to Munyeosan.
She planned to leave after handing over her duties to the most experienced teacher.
Normally, she’d never have moved to such a suffocating mountain, but she had no choice because of one man.
‘Bad mother… turning my man into a stud.’
Since having sex with Jihan, Cheon Juhee hadn’t been able to forget him for a single moment.
Even when looking at her cute students’ faces, or learning about her new duties at Munyeosan, it was the same.
But that heartless man had let himself be lured by her mother into a place full of haughty perverts.
“I know Jihan won’t just let those women have their way with him… but I’m still worried.”
That’s why she decided to go to Munyeosan, and was almost ready to leave.
She just had one last parent-teacher meeting today.
“Hanna’s mother… Park Sora.”
Honestly, she didn’t have to accept the meeting. She was stepping down, so there was no need to worry about parents.
But the fact that it was Park Sora bothered her.
When she first met Jihan, he was there as Hanna’s parent for a consultation.
And Hanna was the daughter of Park Sora, who’d divorced her ex-husband.
So it was obvious there was a deep connection between Park Sora and Jihan.
Cheon Juhee saw them as lovers.
That’s why she accepted the meeting.
Her man had gone off to mate with other women, but did Park Sora know his whereabouts and purpose? Ordinary people had no right to know the Cheon family’s secrets.
So she felt a mix of sympathy, guilt, and a faint sense of superiority that’s why she agreed to the meeting.
“Oh my, it’s been so long, Hanna’s mom. How have you been?”
“I’ve been well. The kids have been behaving, so I have no worries.”
The greetings were formal. Park Sora’s answer was positive, but Cheon Juhee could sense the hidden anxiety and desire.
They continued talking, mostly about Hanna, but neither was really interested in the topic.
One thought:
‘Poor woman. Your boyfriend is probably having sex with all those arrogant women right now.’
The other thought:
‘I wish I could go, but my succubus transformation is progressing. I’d be found out for sure. So I have no choice but to yield to that… Ju Seoyeon woman.’
And so they thought.
As the conversation about Hanna wound down and the meeting was about to end, Park Sora started to cry.
“……! Hanna’s mom, why are you crying all of a sudden?”
“Hic! Director…! Could you please listen to my story?”
Park Sora, drawing on her acting skills from her celebrity days, began to squeeze out tears.
The operation to plant a spy in the fortress of Munyeosan had begun.
