The Woman Who Was an Art Academy Director

At the time, I was busy preparing for job applications, but I still wanted to find some leisure in life, so I tried to pick up hobbies in music and art. Back then, there was a fairly popular educational TV program—I've long forgotten the name—featuring a hairy foreign man who taught oil painting techniques.

"Really easy, right?"

For a brief moment, that catchphrase even became trendy. So my goal was set: learn oil painting. But it wasn't easy from the start. Going into the city to buy supplies was manageable with effort, but the real problem was where and how to actually learn. That’s when, by chance, I met a woman through an art hobby group.

Her name was Kim Sun-hee. She seemed a couple of years younger than me. Around 160 cm tall, maybe in the late 50 kilograms? A typical middle-aged woman’s build, and she looked a lot like the singer known for her misty-eyed expression.

She was pure. Whenever I asked about oil painting, she kindly explained everything in detail.

After a few conversations and even fewer meetings with her… maybe our third or fourth time? While talking about art, she invited me to her place.

"Her place? What’s the catch?"

Her 'place' wasn’t a home at all—it was her academy. A short ride on the orange train heading west… stepping into her academy, I noticed a curtain drawn in one corner. That was her living space. She had come up from the countryside and couldn’t afford a separate apartment, so she’d partitioned off a small section of the academy to live in.

Once all the kids had gone home, I was left alone with her, feeling awkward. I sat sideways on her bed watching TV, and she sat on a chair beside the bed, also watching.

That’s when the strange feeling always comes… I grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the bed, and she came without much resistance.

Intense physical contact followed, then undressing.

She sat between my legs, licking meticulously from my balls to her anus as if painting with a brush. In return, I went down on her in a 69 position before flipping her onto her back. Her hairy pussy trembled in rhythm with her heavy breathing.

Deep, intense union!

Her pussy felt a bit loose. Wanting to enjoy her fully, we stayed completely naked and moved out past the curtain, over to the students’ desks.

I laid her on the desk and thrust into her deeply, piston-like. Suddenly, glancing down, her asshole seemed to beckon me. I rubbed the tip of my cock against it. Strangely, it felt like it would slide right in.

"Can I put it in here?"

She didn’t respond noticeably to my question.

I flipped her over and took her from behind, while using my fingers to probe her asshole. She seemed to feel an intense pleasure, her buttocks trembling violently.

I laid her back down again, and continued with anal sex! Surprisingly, it went in smoothly. My first-ever anal sex had begun like that. After that, I often visited her academy, closing the place early just to freely enjoy her pussy and asshole.

Then one day, as usual, I was pounding every hole she had, when I suddenly realized something strange about her. She seemed to feel more pleasure from her asshole than her pussy.

Once, mid-sex, I carried her out past the curtain into the academy and laid her on the students’ desk, taking her roughly.

She moaned excitedly, but that wasn’t all. After thrusting into her pussy for a while, I finally plunged deep into her ass—and only then did her eyes roll back.

She dripped vaginal fluid uncontrollably.

While rotating her left and right, I got a message.

"I think I’m going to cum… What should I do?"

"Just cum… I can’t get pregnant anyway…"

I emptied myself satisfyingly into her ass, then pulled out. Shit clung to the tip of my dick. Damn it….

After that, I gradually distanced myself from her. I’m not sure why… Still, I remember her as a genuinely kind woman. Once, mid-sex, when she said she was hungry, she got up completely naked and cooked me ramen.

In another way, I thought she was truly remarkable. Having slept with men before marriage, and even had her ass penetrated….

Still, she’d probably keep going somehow… Just like the title of a book: however one is born into this life…