PC Bang Common Sense (3)
“Ugh… it’s so cramped…”
“Don’t complain. It was a fair and square match.”
“Fair and square, my ass…”
I muttered the last part so softly that not even Geon-yul’s friends—or Geon-yul himself—could hear it. Getting my tits groped and my pussy fingered the whole time while still trying to play the game, and he calls that fair and square?
“Ugh.”
But complaining about it being unfair now wouldn’t hold water. If he shot back that I could’ve jerked him off during the game and maybe won, I’d have nothing to say.
“Watch it, don’t knee me…”
In the end, I had no choice but to timidly crawl under Geon-yul’s desk. The space was predictably tight, but my petite body slipped right in.
Still…
It’s still rock hard.
He must’ve gotten worked up fingering my pussy. I mean, any guy with a functioning dick would get horny watching me squirt like that right in front of him.
I’m… still kinda turned on too, honestly.
I squatted down to fold myself under the desk easily, but after cumming once already, my pussy was still soaking wet, which was awkward as hell. And with nothing covering my lower half, it was obvious.
I hadn’t even thought to take off my panties and shorts during the squirting—it all happened so fast with his hand shoved inside. Now my clothes were a total mess, unwearable.
This is so embarrassing…
A PC bang is for sitting in chairs and playing games on computers. So why the hell was I crawling under a desk to stare a dick in the face? Panties and shorts off, pussy fully exposed.
I took a deep breath to calm my pounding heart and slowly tugged down Geon-yul’s pants.
“Hey, four of us—wanna just queue a normal game?”
“Yeah, why not.”
“Nah, then everyone scatters and supp gets left behind. Someone play supp~”
“If you want it so bad, you do it.”
“I’m ADC!”
While I licked my lips in prep for sucking dick, Geon-yul was chatting happily about the game with his friends.
“I could supp pretty well too…”
“What?”
I muttered to myself, still hung up on it, and Geon-yul—who’d picked ADC—must’ve caught it. ADCs usually prefer a buddy on supp for comfort, so maybe he’d let me supp with him now?
“Chae-a, you just supp in real life.”
“Bronze? Better to suck dick under the desk than pick random shit and fuck up with mouse and keyboard.”
“Yeah, Bronze supp just tilts the ADC. At least with fellatio, as long as you don’t bite, no harm done.”
“She’s Bitch Class anyway. Geon-yul’s personal bitch. School probably only teaches using mouth or pussy to make guys feel good, so she better be good at that.”
“…Got it.”
I piped up and got carpet-bombed. Couldn’t even see their faces behind the desk, which made the harsh words hit even harder.
I gave up, pulled Geon-yul’s pants down to his calves, then lifted my ass off the floor a bit to reach up and hook my fingers into his underwear.
“Hng?”
His softening cock twitched back to life the second I rubbed it through the fabric. Sure enough, when I yanked the underwear down like the pants, his full erection sprang out with a thwop.
It’s always a goddamn monster… no matter how many times I see it.
I swallowed hard at the sight. It was pure reflex now—spot the dick, and my body moved on autopilot. My lower belly hummed, eyes locked on it.
Because of me…
Not like back when I was a solo nutter or his first blowjob—now, even after dumping loads in my holes close to ten times, every little move I made still got him this hard. I’d worried he might lose interest, but false alarm.
Still, no complacency. Like Ye-rin warned, if he got bored, he might ditch me for another girl. Gotta prevent that.
So every blowjob like this… full effort. Gotta go all out.
Sniff sniff.
I inhaled first. Stronger male musk than at the motel last time. That was post-shower; now, after a full day out and hitting the PC bang, not so fresh.
This is annoying… If you’re gonna make me suck it, at least wash up properly first…
I acted grossed out, but weirdly, my body was way more aroused than with a clean cock. Pussy dripping already, head going white, and I hadn’t even mouthed it yet.
The smell’s so intense…
I buried my face in his crotch, took deep breaths—chest swelling, deflating. No need to mention how I started rubbing my pussy slit right away, out of his sight.
Why do I have so many weird fetishes?
I’d guessed masochist vibes from getting off on humiliating talk or ass slaps during sex… but smell fetish? Especially unwashed dick?
Getting wet from a guy’s dirty cock smell? I’m just a pervert…
A twinge of self-loathing hit; I pulled my nose from his dick and tried to stop fingering my pussy. Then something huge slid under the desk and plopped on my head.
“Eek?”
It stroked me gently. Legs spread, feet flat, doggy-style squat—and now petted like a pup. Felt so weird.
“Chae-a.”
“Y-yes, sir…”
My brain flipped to formal mode on instinct. Couldn’t see his face, but that deep, low voice stroking my head like a scolding made me feel obligated to obey.
“Suck it good, and I’ll let you play a round.”
“R-really?”
“So quit stalling and get it in your mouth.”
His words caught me off guard. I figured after losing the bet, I’d be sucking nonstop till they left. Even outside, owner-pet dynamic’s strict, but he wasn’t that ruthless.
Maybe guilt from his unfair play in our duel?
Not the point right now.
If I sucked it right once, maybe I could game with them. I dove in like my self-loathing over the smell fetish never happened, eagerly licking his balls.
Last time, I didn’t show off what I learned properly, right?
Might as well test every trick since I lost the bet. School had leveled up my blowjob skills, but motel impatience skipped the demo. Felt like a waste not using them.
Not like I’d brag about going from guy to expert cocksucker. Couldn’t exactly demand dick to show off. Perfect opportunity now.
Lick lick!
Started gentle on the seat-stuck balls—source of his insane loads, so extra care. Wanted to suck them proper, advanced style, but chair structure said no. Abandoned that, went for the shaft.
It’s too fucking big…!
Even full tongue stretch, root-to-tip vertical licks were tough. Teased the underside up-down repeatedly till slobbery, then engulfed the head.
“Slurp slurp…”
Glanced at his busy mouse hand, worked my lips hard. Tongue snaked side-to-side inside like a massage; poked the slit where piss comes out.
Poke poke…
Shoved two fingers in my pussy on the sly since he wasn’t looking. Wiggled ass up-down for extra, fingers pistoning.
This is weird… Sucking dick’s just slurping a salty meat lump, nothing special. Why’s it so hot…?
I knew the answer. He ignored me, glued to the game—yet here I was, used only for his cock. Under the desk at a gaming PC bang, bottomless, sucking my friend’s dick. The sheer depravity of it turned me on.
“Hng… slurp… ahn…”
“Fuck, I’m dead.”
“Told you it was ganking. How do you fall for that.”
“Ugh, whatever. Pisses me off…”
How long had I been sucking? Suddenly Geon-yul dropped mouse and keyboard, shoved both hands under.
I startled mid-suck, eyes wide—he grabbed my hair.
“Mmph, mmph…? (What’re you—?)”
No answer, obviously. My question garbled around cock anyway.
“Angh…! (Wait—!)”
As expected, he gripped my hair twin-tailed like handles, yanked my head wildly.
“Mmmph!”
I’d controlled the pace till now. He ignored me under-desk, and blowjobs let me lead. Possible.
Irrumatio…!
But hair-handles like an onahole, skull-fucking while thrusting hips—I turned instant mouth-pussy onahole.
“Glurk…!”
Cock slamming throat choked me, gag reflex screaming pain, but he didn’t stop.
Glurk glurk glurk!
I spread pussy with one hand, three-fingered the hole with the other. Tears from throat-pounding, but masturbation unstoppable.
“Yo, he’s back. Move!”
“One sec, about to cum.”
“Tch, reported if you die.”
“Tell ‘em I was distracted by mouth-pussy onahole. They’ll get it.”
“What if teammate’s a pussy too?”
“Then same mouth-pussy solidarity—they’ll understand more.”
“…Huh.”
“Wait—one sec, cumming.”
Splurt! Spluuurt!
No warning mid-chat, he flooded my mouth. Eyes teary shut, savored the thick load filling cheeks to throat.
Rich… sticky… pure cum taste from a guy with no other functions… not sweet anymore, just fishy, but I like it now…
Licked dribbles from lips to floor, gulped it down, body shuddering hot. He seemed pleased—smacked my cheeks with cock, petted my head.
Fine if he felt good…
But I haven’t cum yet…?
Still fingering hard, but post-cum high crashed far away after swallowing and cock withdrawal.
Quit the game and fuck me… no, what am I saying?
Not forced by common sense—I’d be certifying pervert begging for sex!
Even casual sex, me initiating would weird him out. At least stick it back in my mouth…
I flopped back, ass on floor, hips bucking, fingers plunging.
Won’t see anyway—trashy pose, quick cum incoming.
“…What’re you doing?”
Geon-yul peeked under—eyes locked.
How many girls worldwide caught mid-fuck-self after sucking friend’s dick under desk? …Plenty in this world, maybe.
“Ah, aaah! Th-this is, nyaaang…”
“Pfft!”
“Ugh…”
But I wasn’t local—normal common sense. Face burned crimson shame.
Sucked dick? Fine. Got horny mid-suck, trashy self-fuck? Embarrassing. Under his gaming desk at PC bang, no less!
Wanted to scream “don’t look” and slap—but outside, owner-pet strict. Couldn’t.
And fingers/pussy, stop already…! No situational awareness…? Feels good, so who cares…?
“Round just ended. Wanna play one?”
“S-sex?!”
“Nah, lol. Game, game.”
“Oh, right… Huh? Now? Up there?”
“Yeah, come if you want. Or keep masturbating—I’ll help.”
“I… can game…?”
By now, Geon-yul and his friends peeked under, staring blankly at my solo pussy-plunge.
Stop, climb up—game with them as planned. Cum once already; skip another.
“But…”
Weirdly, I couldn’t decide. Locked eyes with Geon-yul, kept plunging wordlessly, pleasure-pulled.
What I really wanted? Head clueless, pussy knew.
“…Aha.”
Geon-yul nodded like he got it, sat back to game. Cock rigid again, throbbing violently like “suck it.”
“Sluuuurp…”
I couldn’t resist…
Squirt! Squiish!
Result as everyone predicted.
“Hic?! Hiiing♡”
Ridiculous—I came squirting more than before the second I mouthed it.
I pitied myself. Ditched original PC bang goal of gaming for dick-sucking and masturbation. Total idiot.
But.
Eyes glazed, tongue lolled, panting, pussy fountain—zero regrets. Felt better this way.
Especially choosing masturbation over game—Geon-yul peeking with that cute smile, seeing right through me. Shame and taboo swirled inside.
Can’t help it… it’s acting… Stopping masturbation for game would’ve looked suspicious to his friends, against my real personality…
Forced rationale, but eye-contact with his cock flushed my face. Felt lower than usual today.