The College Girl Asking to Have Her Nipples Sucked
I couldn't easily accept the scene unfolding right before my eyes.
Even after the black bra was dragged out from under her clothes, and the ponytail-wearing college girl lifted her white top to completely bare her voluptuous breasts, I still couldn't process the situation for what it was.
“Boss. Would you suck them for me?”
The woman presented her breasts with a gentle, loving expression.
Her friend beside her casually removed her own bra and lifted her top as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
“Want to try sucking my nipples too? Mine aren’t as big as hers, so there isn’t much to suck on.”
“What are you even saying? Size doesn’t matter. When you come to a comic book cafe, it’s basic manners to take out your breasts for the boss and ask him to suck your nipples.”
“Who said anything about that? Still, some breasts are easy to suck and some are difficult. Whether he sucks them or not is up to the boss, but it’s better if we can skip the annoying formalities.”
The two college girls stood there with their breasts exposed, bickering back and forth.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from those pink tips as my mind raced.
Inside my head, the phrases I had written in the Lewd Notebook were spinning around chaotically.
“Boss? What’s wrong?”
“Are you going to suck them or not? Hurry up and decide. You’re wasting our time.”
“I-I’ll suck them. Only the ponytail woman… Could you come behind the counter?”
The moment the words left my mouth, the girl with the smaller breasts lowered her top.
“Nice. Then I’ll grab a seat and start reading?”
“Yeah. I’ll finish up the naughty stuff and join you. Wait for me.”
“I-is this actually happening?”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
The college girl tilted her head, seemingly unable to understand what I was saying.
I mumbled that it was nothing and licked my lips.
It really seemed like the lewd events I had written in the Lewd Notebook had become reality.
“I-is it really okay for me to suck them?”
“Of course. Getting your breasts sucked and doing naughty things with the comic book cafe boss is only natural, isn’t it?”
“…….”
There was no need to check anything else. I grabbed her breasts.
“Ah……♥ Your hands are so big…….”
“D-does it hurt?”
“No. I was just surprised. They’re bigger than my boyfriend’s.”
“Ah…. You have a boyfriend?”
“Yes. We’ve been together since high school.”
Of course. A girl this pretty was bound to have a boyfriend. It would’ve been weirder if she didn’t.
“Your boyfriend’s lucky…. To have a girlfriend with breasts this beautiful. If it were me, I’d suck on them, play with them, and touch them every single day.”
“He was like that only in the beginning…. Now we’re basically just friends….”
“Then I’ll have to suck them properly in his place.”
Chuuup—
“Aah……♥”
I took a big mouthful of her breast without hesitation. She stroked my head gently as her body trembled.
There wasn’t the slightest hint of dislike on her face. It was exactly like how a woman might look when her beloved sucked on her breasts. She smiled affectionately and continued to stroke my head the same way she would for her boyfriend.
“You can take your time…. I’m not going anywhere…….”
This was insane.
How long had it been since I’d received such an affectionate gaze?
After enlisting, I had completely given up on dating. When I got out and wanted sex, I simply paid for it. They were purely physical relationships meant to release pent-up desire. Not a single one of those women had ever looked at me with such loving eyes.
‘Maybe…… I can put it in too?’
I kept swirling my tongue while staring into the college girl’s eyes.
I recalled the lewd event I had written down.
I had clearly written the phrase ‘It is only natural to have all sorts of lewd things done to you.’
If that was the case, then touching her ass or sliding my cock into her pussy while sucking her breasts should be fine, right? What could be lewder than actual sex?
While continuing to suck on her breast, I stealthily moved my hand to her ass.
Thankfully, her expression didn’t change at all.
She was still gazing at me with those loving eyes.
What about taking her pants off, then?
What about her panties?
“Ah……. No, boss.”
Unfortunately, my attempt to pull down her pants was gently stopped.
Damn it. So sex really wasn’t allowed?
If I had known, I would have written something like ‘creampies are allowed while sucking on breasts.’
Chuuup—
I sucked hard on her nipple and asked again, just in case.
“Doing lewd things is only natural, right? I want to put it in while I suck. Is there any way?”
“But I have a boyfriend. While it’s natural to have lewd things done to me…. I can’t betray him.”
“That’s a shame……. So the ‘natural’ things are clashing with each other?”
“Huh?”
“Never mind. Can I keep sucking?”
Without waiting for an answer, I took her other breast into my mouth.
The firm, elastic flesh pressing against my lips and cheeks.
The texture of her nipple rolling across my tongue.
And the perfect way her ass filled my palm.
I intended to enjoy everything I possibly could right now.
In my heart, I wanted to keep sucking on her breasts forever.
But a new customer walked in, forcing me to release her breast.
The new arrival was a man who appeared to be in his thirties.
I had been vigorously sucking her tits while rubbing my fully erect cock against her pussy when the cafe door opened and the male customer stepped inside.
I was momentarily panicked about how to explain the situation.
But the man didn’t seem to find anything strange at all. He simply waited quietly while looking at the menu.
He showed zero reaction to the sight of a college girl getting her breasts sucked by the cafe boss, or to the boss who had just pulled his mouth off her nipple.
“Wow…… So does that mean every female customer who walks into the cafe today is going to ask me to suck their breasts?”
I had sensed something was off ever since the text refused to disappear.
But this was ridiculous.
I could create any lewd event I wanted once per day?
I pulled the Lewd Notebook out again.
I read through the eight rules written inside from beginning to end once more.
There was only one rule that posed a real problem.
7. Once you begin using the Lewd Notebook, you cannot stop midway. If you fail to create one lewd event each day, you will lose your life.
It might seem trivial at first glance, but the more I thought about it, the more serious the penalty became.
If I accidentally lost the notebook, or got into a car accident and remained unconscious for a day, I would die.
“This is a little scary…… One wrong move and I’m dead.”
People really are fickle creatures. The feeling of sucking on that college girl’s nipples had been incredible, but after reading that I would die if I skipped a single day of writing in the notebook, I suddenly wondered if I should have ever touched the damn thing.
“Well…. Even without this, people sometimes die suddenly and meaninglessly, don’t they? I need to think positively. Being scared now won’t change anything…….”
Just look at my father.
Who could have predicted he would die so suddenly in a traffic accident?
Even if I wrote in the notebook diligently, there was no guarantee I would live forever. People who are destined to die will die meaninglessly regardless.
“The water’s already spilled. I might as well enjoy it.”
I quickly pulled myself together and neatly put the Lewd Notebook away on the corner of the counter.
Then, with my heart pounding, I kept my eyes on the cafe entrance.
I hoped many beautiful adult women with pretty faces and alluring breasts would visit.
“Boss.”
“No. It’s fine.”
I politely declined before she could even finish asking me to suck her breasts.
It wasn’t that I had particularly picky tastes, but strangely enough, none of the female customers who had come in today made me want to suck their breasts.
Maybe it was because I could suck them anytime I wanted?
Or maybe it was because I had liked the first college girl too much?
“Still, I can’t get into it with someone who looks like they weigh a lot more than me…….”
Vrrrrrr—
Vrrrrrr—
Just then, the smartphone I had left on the corner of the counter began ringing loudly.
When I checked, it was a call from my stepmother.
“She’s calling again…….”
It didn’t feel right to ignore her, so I answered.
“Hello?”
“Ah, Eunho. Have you had lunch yet?”
Her voice on the other end sounded slightly tense.
“No…. Not yet.”
“Then shall we eat together with Mom? Can you step out for a bit? Mom will treat you.”
“Um……. It’s okay. I haven’t hired a part-timer yet, so I can’t leave the counter. I’ll probably have to make something here in the cafe for a while.”
“I see…….”
The disappointment in her voice stung a little, but there was nothing I could do.
I was grateful that she was trying so hard to get close to me, but at the same time it felt burdensome.
“Why don’t you eat with Bom and Gaeul? I’m fine. We can eat together later once I hire a part-timer.”
Bom and Gaeul were my stepmother’s daughters.
Yoon Bom. Yoon Gaeul.
I hadn’t seen their faces many times, but both were so strikingly beautiful that their images were burned strongly into my mind.
“They’re both still asleep, so that won’t work…. Ah! Then should Mom come to you?”
“………………Pardon?”
“We can eat together at the cafe. Mom will cook for you.”
“R-right now?”