Side Story 2 - The Otaku Club's Queen Bee 3
"Haa... haa... Young-su's dick feels so good. Nngh♥♥ I'm so happy I get to take a cock like this♥"
"M-my dick's really that good?"
"Yeah. It's totally awesome♥"
Sia was perched on Young-su's lap on the clubroom sofa, shaking her hips wildly. It had started with Young-su on top and Sia below, but at some point—without him even realizing it—the positions had flipped. Now Sia was riding him cowgirl-style, servicing his cock dutifully.
To be perfectly principled about it, this was unacceptable. Onaholes existed solely to be used by men, and everything should naturally follow the man's tastes and desires. For the user to never have asked for it, only for the onahole to take the lead into cowgirl sex—that was simply not allowed.
But with the man in question, Young-su himself, staying completely silent, there was no one to correct the imbalance and restore the proper dynamic.
This was possible partly because Young-su had some gaps in his knowledge of basic onahole etiquette. But ultimately, it came down to Sia's overflowing charm and social savvy. Even if Young-su were an expert on onahole usage, Sia was confident she could cleverly work around it. All to heighten her own pleasure, of course.
It's not like I'm doing anything wrong. Young-su's enjoying my pussy plenty, right? If it feels good for me and good for him, that's all that matters, isn't it?
It wasn't exactly sound onahole philosophy, but it was a pragmatic compromise with reality.
"Ahh, Sia's pussy is always so damn good no matter how many times I use it. This makes three, right?"
"Even on the third go, you still hesitate when it's time to dive in? Young-su, you coward! Hehehe."
Sia teased him with a devilish little laugh. Young-su flushed a bit but grabbed her clit and yanked it, retorting,
"I'm not a coward—I'm just not used to it yet. Nobody teaches you onahole usage!"
"Ahhiit♥♥♥ Aaang♥ Sorry, sorry♥ Sorry for talking back like some onahole trash. I really am sorry. Forgive this thick-headed slut who can't even tell right from wrong♥"
She instantly shed her impish demeanor, switching to the groveling tone befitting an onahole, apologizing profusely. No matter how cocky she acted, Sia couldn't escape the fundamental frame of her role.
Hearing her apologies, Young-su looked a touch disappointed but reluctantly released her clit. If he wanted to play with it, he could've kept going no matter her reaction. He still hadn't found his footing with boundaries. Lacked that masculine boldness, perhaps? For Sia, it was a mixed bag—regrettable, yet easy to handle.
"Haa... Being like this really feels like I've jumped right into the middle of some hentai. Like I've isekai'd into a common sense alteration world or something."
A perfectly otaku comparison. It was a bit off-base, but it did nail the core of this world, even if neither he nor Sia thought of it that way.
From the perspective of an average otaku like Young-su—who had no standout qualities—openly fucking the club's flower, Sia, in the clubroom felt like a dream or another world entirely. Especially when that flower was dressed in high-exposure anime slutwear, dancing on his lap.
"Oh, Young-su, you get me? I was just thinking the same thing—like I'm in an anime. Shaking my thighs with a magnificent cock stuffed in my pussy. Hmm... Yeah, it went exactly like this in that scene, right?"
Sia undid the last button holding her top closed, clasped her hands behind her head, and shook exaggeratedly, making her perky tits bounce up and down. Then,
"Cock slurrrp♥ Stinky otaku's monstrous dick♥ Better than top-grade foie gras♥ Let Sia eat it up nice and tasty with her lower mouth♥ Nom nom slurp♥ Nom nom slurp♥"
Perverted? Or just so over-the-top it looped into comedy? Sia yelled it all in her cute voice while striking idol poses. Young-su couldn't hold back and burst out laughing at the ridiculous—yet somehow adorable—display.
"Puhahaha! Isn't that line from episode 3 of the one we just watched? You're really doing it?"
He laughed at her (perfectly fine for an onahole's proper use) and clapped. But he didn't realize it was all part of her scheme.
"Huh? Didn't you say earlier you don't watch much hentai? How'd you nail it so perfectly?"
Oh crap. Young-su realized his slip-up and pressed his temple with his knuckles. Sia tightened her pussy folds like a vice—her secret trick for pressuring guys, known only to her.
"Urgh. Fine, I'll be honest. I've looped that hentai a ton and jerked off to it plenty. Happy?"
"Jeez... Why not just say so? I told you I get it. Right?"
"Still, it's embarrassing to admit in front of a girl that I watch a lot of hentai."
Young-su really struggled with social cues. Feeling shy in front of something as inherently shameful as an onahole?
Sia smirked inwardly at his naivety, then channeled the female lead from that hentai with a sultry smile, whispering in his ear,
"Which scene did you jerk off to while watching? What's your favorite?"
"Hmm..."
He pondered seriously despite his embarrassment, then answered,
"Uh, you know that one? The Japanese-style miss getting her anal virginity taken. It was so intense I went for three rounds."
"Hmmm..."
Guys like this with zero tact. Shouldn't he have picked a scene with the character who looked like her? Honesty wasn't bad, but too much honesty...
Whatever. An onahole's duty was to cater to what the man said. But just offering up her ass outright would be no fun. Sia grinned wickedly inside, pulled his cock from her pussy, and shifted into the so-called 69 position. Her dripping, honey-sweet pussy—fresh from savoring his dick—hovered right in front of his face.
"Young-su, is this the anal you wanted to eat?"
"Y-yeah! This is the anal I wanted!"
His voice was unusually bold. He must really crave burying it in some ass.
"Hmm... But I'm not like Sae-ko from that anime. You sure that's okay? She was more like a refined lady type. Totally different character from me. What if you pop my anal and get disappointed? I hate that..."
Even as she said it, her hips swayed temptingly. Pure provocation. An unthinkable act for an onahole—teasing a man like that. Poor, clueless Young-su had no choice but to take it, his ignorance of onaholes sealing his fate.
"N-no, 2D anal I can't even touch is nothing compared to Sia's right here!"
"...You really think that?"
She feigned insecurity. Young-su lit up like a knight on a chivalric quest, eyes burning with duty.
"Of course! Sia's anal is the world's best. I guarantee it."
As if he had any basis for guarantees, zero real anals under his belt. But it worked. Sia loved words that stroked her ego like that.
"Ehehe. Thanks. As thanks, you can use my shithole pussy."
In truth, common sense dictated she should thank him for deigning to use her shithole. But where common sense was absent, the sly bitch made the rules.
They switched positions. Doggy-style, technically—but inserting into her pussy? No, her ass.
"B-but is it okay? I thought you need prep for anal sex."
"Pfft... Young-su, you're so cute. That's for normal girls. With an onahole like me, you need nothing. No foreplay—just ram it in."
Leading naive guys like this had its own thrill. To a non-onahole, he'd be a mood-killing loser. But from an onahole's view? A different flavor.
Following her lead, Young-su steadied himself and thrust into Sia's anal. He marveled once at how smoothly it took him, then again at the insane tightness inside.
"Whoa.... Th-this grip is..."
"Ehehehe. See why the anime protag loved shithole pussy so much? Now, let me make you feel exactly like him."
With that, Sia perfectly recreated the anime's anal scene motions. Young-su was stunned, but too swept up to question it.
Onahole life where I can do whatever I want. No wonder otakus have it easy!