The Common Sense of Fellatio (1)
After surviving that hellish experience, Geon-yul and I headed to the classroom, but something was unfolding on the first floor of the main school building. A crowd had gathered like a thick cloud, all peering at whatever was going on. A bad feeling hit me hard, but curiosity got the better of us both.
"What's going on over there...?"
"Huh? Oh, that's course registration... Wait, Chae-a? And you're her owner?"
"Ye-rin!"
We tried squeezing through the crowd but gave up, so I tapped the back of the blonde girl in front of us to figure out what the fuss was about. Shockingly, it was Geum Ye-rin—one of the few female friends I had at this school.
"You here to gawk too? I heard from the seniors that this is prime entertainment at the start of the semester."
"So what is it? I can't see a thing."
"Me neither. You'd need your owner's height to catch a glimpse."
I looked up at Geon-yul with pure envy swelling in my chest.
"Yeah, I can see fine. But what the hell... what is that?"
"It's course registration. The first ones to grab it get to pick their classes," she explained.
Unlike when she talked to me, Ye-rin turned all girly and flashed a bright smile at him. But I decided not to call her out on it right now. Instead, I was dying to see whatever view only Geon-yul could get. She at least knew what was happening—I was totally in the dark.
"Why do we even need course registration? Don't we all get our schedules pre-assigned? Is there something I missed?"
"She really knows nothing. Even for a thick-headed bitch like you, Chae-a, you should know the basics about school. Only the Onahole Class and Toilet Meat Class do registration. We're Bitch Class, so ours are set in advance."
I hadn't known that. Truth be told, I had no plans to climb to Woman Class or Female Bitch Class, and dropping to Onahole or Toilet Meat? I'd bolt from school and run far away first.
"Oh, uh-huh... So Woman and Female Bitch Classes too?"
"Obviously. They even have non-sex electives."
"Hey! There are tons of people around—don't say stuff like that!"
"Hm? What?"
"Nothing, never mind."
So what exactly did course registration entail? Back in my world, it wasn't some spectacle drawing crowds like this. Sure, tons of people competed online, and failing to snag a spot for a lecture you paid for was ridiculous enough. But here? It felt like something even more absurd was about to go down.
"Not everyone's here for registration, right? See anything, Geon-yul?"
"No, uh, hold on..."
But Geon-yul's reaction was off. He stared into the distance like his soul had been sucked out, his eyes intense—like some fantasy novel curse had hit him.
"What are you staring at all by yourself...? Huh?"
Annoyed by his lack of response, I looked up at his face and clung to his arm, only to notice something. Glancing down, his pants were tenting—just like when he woke up this morning.
What's going on—why's he hard all of a sudden?
I checked my outfit, thinking it might be me. My skirt was short, but I'd tugged it down as far as it could go—no panties visible from his angle. My huge tits might show some cleavage, but... he wasn't even looking at me.
"I asked how course registration works," Ye-rin cut in, pressing her massive breasts against my arm. The soft squish startled me, but I composed myself and glared at her.
"Uh, yeah. It's like a colosseum—everyone's staring at the center. I'm curious too."
"Co-colosseum? What's that? You skip the essentials but know all the weird stuff. Anyway, it's simple: rush the teacher handling the class you want."
"That's it? Like it's a sports day or something..."
"Pfft, sports day is way more intense. Too bad—I wanted a peek too~"
Guess it's not that lewd after all. I nodded and prepared to back off, grabbing Geon-yul's thick arm to drag him away toward the classroom. But he didn't budge.
"Come onnn, let's gooo..."
"You said you wanted to see?"
"Huh?"
"I'll show you."
"What are you—kyaaah!"
Maybe my whiny tone pissed him off. In one swift move, he bent down, slipped his hands between my thighs, gripped the insides firmly, and hoisted me up effortlessly.
"P-put me down! Everyone's watching!"
"Better view now, right?"
By the time I snapped out of it, I was perched on his shoulders. Higher than anyone, I could see everything—but so could everyone else, staring right at me.
"What the hell is that?"
"Pfft, riding him piggyback?"
"Bet his hair gets pussy juice soon."
"Damn, tail-plugged asshole in full view."
This was not the attention I wanted! I pounded Geon-yul's wrists gripping my thighs with pure hatred. But my weak girl arms couldn't hurt him.
"Put me downnnn... Huh?"
Too embarrassed, I'd forgotten we were outside and begged him anyway—despite knowing I had to obey my nominal "owner" in public.
"Fine, check it out quick and we'll go."
"Easier said than done!"
Up close, the view was clear, but so were the embarrassing bits. My tiny skirt had ridden up completely, exposing my panties and the tail-plugged hole to all. I wiggled the tail to cover my ass with its fluff, but my huge cheeks made it impossible.
"That uncomfortable? You're light as a feather."
"That's not the point! Hey, don't turn your head! No shaking, no looking up!"
"So many rules."
"I say no, you don't!"
Luckily, the piggyback was just a brief fiasco. The crowd turned back to the show, leaving me to suffer Geon-yul's head-shaking instead. Anatomy being what it is, straddling his shoulders put my crotch right against his neck. Unavoidable. But when he tilted back or shook side to side, the vibrations shot straight to my inner thighs, delivering intense pleasure deep inside.
The real issue? In this packed place, I was terrified my pussy might drip on a guy's head—not a hand, toy, or even a desk corner. Just from his nape.
"Got it. Won't move."
Geon-yul gripped my thighs tight, steadying me—red handprints blooming on my pale skin, but that was fine. Finally relaxed, I looked up. The course registration scene was pure chaos.
"...What the hell is all this?"
It was called registration, but this was just a public fuck-fest. Ye-rin said rush the teacher? She forgot to mention sucking their dicks to seal the deal.
I recalled Geon-yul's dazed look earlier. Now I was just as entranced, staring wide-eyed.
Hot-bodied, pretty girls in slutty outfits—or naked—sprinted to suck off older teachers. The sight was beyond stimulating.
Slurp—schlurp—gluck-gluck-gluck—
Closest was a bobbed-hair girl sucking the dick of a pregnant-bellied teacher whose foreskin oozed smegma. It looked revolting enough to puke, but she slurped eagerly, saliva dripping, even chewing the gunk like it was gourmet with a blissful face.
Is that tasty? Even with sweet cum mods, instinct should scream no...
Staring made my lower belly tingle. Geon-yul lifted his chin slightly, his hard nape pressing my pussy.
"Hngh...!"
I didn't think. My body moved on its own, hips grinding against his head like compelled. Snapping back, I realized I was pussy-humping his hair—with his nape, no less. Not fingers, toys, or edges—just a friend's skull for solo pleasure.
Guilt surged, but my aroused body wouldn't stop. The thrill of getting caught eroded my mind.
"Hng... hngh... ha...!"
Juices leaked out. Feeling my panties soak, I glanced back at the dick-addicted bobbed girl. Now crawling on all fours, dick in mouth, she shook her ass wildly, fingering her pussy with two digits in ecstasy.
"Fuck, can't hold back!"
She bloomed like a flower, drawing bees—the crowd surged in. She hesitated briefly, then smirked lewdly, cheek-bulging the dick as she raised her ass high.
"...Do whatever you want♡"
After that? Gangbang city. Bystanders piled on the bobbed girl in a endless clusterfuck. We slipped away amid the chaos.
"O-okay, put me down now."
"Whoops, forgot. Good view though?"
"Yeah, thanks..."
"Wait, why's my hair wet?"
Before he could sniff it, I yanked tissues and wiped frantically, playing it cool.
"Tsk tsk, guess you didn't dry it fully this morning."
"Maybe. Busy day."
"I'll get it. Hold on."
"...Why so nice?"
I stuffed the leftover tissues into my panties when no one looked, wiping my sticky, drooling pussy.
"Haht...!"
"What?"
"N-nothing!"