Chapter 24
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 24
Chapter Title: Bad Tongue
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Everyone deals with stress in their own way, through all sorts of activities.
Exercise, gaming, booze, smokes, sometimes sex, you name it.
The key is to vent without hurting anyone else. That's just basic manners.
But not Science.
She had a nasty habit.
"Clean all this shit up before you go. What? You gotta get to class? Like skipping one lesson's gonna change anything for a worthless halfwit like you? Think it'll fix your life? You're a loser anyway. Destined to rot in society's sewers."
Okay, that's still tolerable. But she often crossed the line.
She'd spew fat-shaming insults in real life that you'd only expect to see in online chats.
"You could study a hundred days straight and it'd be pointless. You're headed for rock bottom just like your mom."
I'd heard counselors often end up sick or quitting from all the nonstop cursing and verbal abuse.
Looking back, it's a miracle I survived those three years healthy without dropping dead.
Anyway, I was curious.
What had I been to her over those three years? Just a stress-relief punching bag?
'Who cares about that crap.'
What mattered was my urge to shut that foul mouth of hers today.
After putting some distance between us, I picked up the water jug and shook it.
"Thirsty, right? Crawl over here naked and prostrate yourself in front of me."
"Naked?"
"Yeah, buck naked. You know the drill."
She hesitated for a split second, but like she'd half-expected it, Science stripped down and crawled to me on all fours.
Then she dropped flat on her stomach, fully exposed.
I stepped on her head with my foot, grinding it into the sand, and said,
"Honestly, I still don't get it. Why'd you spend my entire school life tearing me down, Jeong Mina? Why?"
"Pfft. You think I only did it to you? Paranoid much? How about heading straight to a psych ward when we get back to Korea?"
Fair enough. It wasn't just me.
She did it to anyone who looked like an easy mark.
But when someone better than her came around, she'd grovel and stay quiet.
I lifted my foot and tilted the jug.
"Lift your head and open wide. I'll pour you some."
Science snapped her mouth open, sitting up quick. I dribbled a tiny bit right in.
Just a few drops.
But even that had her face blooming with pure bliss.
It faded fast, though. The amount was pathetically small.
"No more...?"
"Clean my dick spotless, and I'll give you a little extra."
She scooted closer to suck me off, then wrinkled her nose and pulled back.
"You're kidding, right? It's still smeared with that bitch's blood and juices from earlier. You want me to suck this?"
"Who's here besides you, Jeong Mina?"
"......"
"Do as you're told. Who knows? If you do a good job, I might bring another jug of fresh water tomorrow."
"For real?"
I nodded.
Of course, I meant if she did well, but her fried brain from days in the heat wasn't processing fine print.
She grimaced for a moment, then parted her lips and started licking my cock clean. Lips and tongue working meticulously over every inch.
She tried gathering the grime in her mouth and spitting it out midway, but with her throat parched dry, she gave up after a couple attempts.
Slurp. Slurp. Slrrrp. Slurp.
I rested my hand on her head and stroked it gently. She swatted my hand away.
"Don't get cocky."
"Didn't you tell me earlier to do whatever I want?"
"...Do what you want."
I kept petting her head while nudging the insides of her kneeling thighs with my foot.
She shook her hips side to side, spreading her legs. I slipped off my shoe and sock, then rubbed her pussy with my big toe.
"Eek. Get that filthy thing away."
I ignored her, pressing my toe harder against her folds, dipping in and out.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
"Oh? You're soaking wet already. Got turned on watching earlier?"
"Shut up and give me the water. I cleaned it."
True to my word, I poured a bit more into her mouth.
Her pride stung, but the water hit her system and her tensed face relaxed completely.
The second it ran dry, she hesitated just a fraction, then flopped onto her back.
She spread her legs wide, gripped them with both arms, turned her head aside, and said,
"Now fuck me, right? Do whatever."
I looked down at her naked body.
Big tits, wide hips, slim waist.
Hard to believe she was in her thirties.
And her face?
'Truth is, Science is pretty hot.'
Top 1% for a regular person.
But surrounded by stunners—hell, even our homeroom teacher was goddess-tier—she looked average by comparison.
Maybe that's why she obsessed over her looks. Not just divorcee maintenance, but to keep up.
"What're you waiting for, idiot? Stick it in."
Science twitched her pussy invitingly.
She was clearly hoping for it, nipples perked up at the sight of my cock.
'If only she'd shut her mouth.'
That trap was the problem.
What's the point of being hot when that filthy attitude and mouth ruined everything—herself, the vibe, relationships?
So for my mental health, revenge for our homeroom teacher, and a tiny service to society, I'd decided to school that mouth today.
"Get up."
"Changing positions? Hah. Men with no game are such a drag."
I made her kneel, then had her squeeze her tits together with both hands.
Her massive breasts mashed into a long, pale cleavage fjord.
"Hah. Perverted fuck. Making me titfuck you."
As if.
Why make it easy for her?
I turned around and shoved my ass in her face.
"Hey, what the fuck? Move."
"Suck it."
"What?"
"Lick my asshole."
I glanced back. Her face—priceless. Eyes blinking, mouth flapping like her brain short-circuited.
"Huh?"
Just seeing that shock melted some pent-up resentment.
And it reminded me of a forgotten pleasure.
'Park Jimin gave me a quick taste before. Having your ass rimmed feels insane.'
Obviously, any body part feels good when stimulated.
But getting your ass eaten? Different level.
The moment she tongued my hole, it felt like I was utterly dominating her.
Doubly thrilling knowing she was usually above me.
"J-Joking, right...? You want me to lick your dirty hole?"
"Hate it? Quit anytime."
I dangled the jug teasingly.
"Do good, and I'll bring more tomorrow. Same cool water."
"......"
Science pondered, eyes darting like it was the dilemma of her life.
Glancing at my ass, the water on the ground.
Over seventy glances already.
Any sane person would refuse. It's a dirty hole, like she said.
But her heat-baked brain was pure instinct now.
"Hm. Guess not. Well then..."
"I'll do it."
Her cheeks quivered as she spoke.
Horrified at rimming me, but trapped imagining that water today and tomorrow.
Her already-glitching mind was overloading.
I savored her crumbling expression, bent over, and thrust my ass back.
"Quit stalling and get to it."
"Mmph."
Her twisted, teary face was the last thing I saw before she squeezed her eyes shut and buried it in my crack.
Lick.
Haha. Couldn't help laughing.
Her, reduced to tonguing the ass of the guy she'd demeaned and tormented.
Her tongue slid from my taint up to the rim of my hole.
"Harder. And squeeze those tits to stroke my cock while you're at it."
Lick. Lick. Lick...
The bitch who'd tormented me for three years was rimming my ass while jiggling her tits like mad.
Mouth was trash, but her tongue? Not bad.
All that verbal abuse had trained it well—stamina and strength to spare.
"Don't just skim the surface. Shove it inside."
"Eh? I-Inside?"
"Hate it? I'm out."
As I started to pull away, she grabbed my cheeks desperately.
Too far to back out now.
Tears welling, she mashed her face fully in.
"Deeper. To the root. Don't just stick it—wiggle it. Hey, tits slacking again."
Her breasts bounced up and down.
I felt her tongue flap in and out of my ass.
'Ahh. Feels great. Like three years of grudges melting away.'
Slurp slurp. Please, let me stop. Pleeease... Slrrrp.
"Do good and it'll end soon. Keep at it."
I held back on purpose.
Stretching it out as long as I could.
Which is why she spent a full 40 minutes glued to my ass.
After 40 minutes, her spirit was shredded—she obeyed every order silently.
"Spin it around. Yeah, like that."
She complied wordlessly, tongue-fucking my hole while mechanically titfucking me.
'Science, broken and doing whatever I say.'
Realizing that alone had me on edge.
"Ngh. Here it comes."
I shuddered and unloaded.
White ropes glued her cleavage sticky.
Then dripped down, pooling between her thighs and crotch.
As a reward for a job well done, I wiped the cum from my tip on her face.
"Suits you, Jeong Mina. Water's right here."
"......"
"See you next time. Pussy's off-limits—mouth only. Loved how you worked that tongue. Hope this teaches you its proper use."
I patted her shoulder and walked off. She stared blankly, then chugged the water desperately.
Once blood flow normalized and her brain rebooted...
"Aaaah? W-What did I just...?"
She recoiled in horror.
After that, Science never ran her mouth at me again.
No idea why.