The Engineering Goddess Lee Jieun: At School, Retrieving the Lodged Egg (1)
Glancing around nervously, Jieun punched the number into the unmanned locker's keypad. There wasn't a single student passing through the corridor, and yet her heart pounded all the same, as though she were in the middle of pulling off a heist.
—Clack.
Inside the locker sat a solitary black pouch. Terrified that someone might see, Jieun shoved it deep into her bag and scurried to the bathroom like a thief fleeing the scene. Only after slipping into the farthest stall and locking the door behind her did the tension finally begin to drain from her shoulders. With trembling hands, she undid the pouch.
—Plop.
What dropped into her palm was a smooth, pink object, roughly one to two finger-joints in size.
So this is... the Egg?
An adult toy she had only ever heard about. ...It doesn't feel cheap, though. The texture was springy and soft like human skin, and the streamlined body—no controller, no cord, nothing—had an oddly suggestive air about it.
She was staring down at the thing in a daze when her phone buzzed. A message from Han Junyoung.
She swallowed hard. Reading the message on the screen, Lee Jieun somehow felt embarrassed.
Junyoung.......
He was the pushover she'd been dumping her assignments on and working to the bone all this time—and yet here he was, thoughtful enough to follow up with after-sales service like this. As if spellbound, Jieun tapped out a reply.
Take a photo of the inside of her pussy. Send it to him.
It was a rather humiliating request, but Jieun fell in line almost immediately. After all, if she wanted proper treatment, showing the afflicted area was only natural.
Face burning, Jieun swallowed. Shame and a strange, creeping anticipation raced together through her pounding heart.
She cautiously cracked the stall door and peeked outside. Fortunately, the bathroom was empty but for her. She locked the door tight once more, lowered the toilet lid, and settled herself on top of it. Carefully, she hiked up her skirt and slid her white panties down to her knees.
As the fabric came away, her waxed, porcelain-smooth little pussy was laid bare in all its shameless detail. Perhaps thanks to last night's hard play, her lips were still flushed crimson and swollen taut. And whether from anticipation or not, clear nectar was already beginning to seep from around her entrance.
Jieun gulped, again and again. I've never put anything in there but my fingers...... Her hymen had been carelessly torn away by her own hand long ago, so snagging shouldn't be an issue—but would it really go in?
"Haaah... nn......"
Drawing a deep breath, Jieun gently pressed the cold egg against her entrance. The moment it touched her fevered, delicate folds, a shudder ran through her and her whole body flinched.
"Ah—! It's cold... hnnn......!"
Startled by the sudden chill, her lips twitched and recoiled.
"Ah, ah......"
She tried to press the egg between the quivering folds, but with so little foreplay it caught, dry and stubborn. Force it any harder and she was sure she'd tear.
"Wh-what do I do......"
She thought about asking Junyoung, then quickly shook her head. Bothering him over every little thing like this would be far too mortifying. Yesterday...... what Junyoung did to me. Merely recalling the feel of him rummaging through her back hole sent a jolt of heat straight through her lower belly. Stealthily, Jieun reached a hand behind herself and began slowly pressing circles into her anus.
"Haa, haa......."
The depravity of fondling her own back door made her entire body quiver. Before long, the place he'd broken in yesterday flinched and pulsed, and clear nectar gushed up from her entrance. As it welled out of her, her waxed lips began to glisten.
"Nn, nnnh..."
Certain she was wet enough now, Jieun used her left hand to pry her swollen red entrance apart from both sides. Then, with the pink egg clasped in her right, she slowly pushed it up into the hole.
—Shlup.
"Haaah......! It's deep, it's going so deep...... Junyoung...... nn......!"
Each time the round egg stretched her narrow inner walls wide and slipped deeper, her toes curled white. Every fold of her channel clamped down hard, sucking and smacking at the toy's smooth surface as if trying to swallow it whole.
"Nnnnngh......!"
—Pop.
"Haa, haa...... It's in."
At last, the egg had been swallowed entirely. The strange, heavy pressure of being packed full from the inside made Jieun shudder from the shoulders as she panted hot, ragged breaths.
"Ah, I-I have to take the picture......."
With shaking fingers, she opened her phone's camera. Sitting on the toilet with her legs spread, she pried herself apart as far as one hand would allow and took the shot: a porcelain-pale pussy waxed down to bare skin, thick outer lips flushed deep red with arousal, pink membranes drooling slick nectar—and, just inside, the rounded tip of the egg peeking out where it was clamped tight, on the verge of disappearing from view.
This is so obscene......
The instant the thought crossed her mind, goosebumps swept over her skin.
"Nngh......!"
Jieun clapped a hand over her mouth. A sudden climax. An orgasm her boyfriend had never once given her coiled tight around her body. She was half-incredulous at the sight of herself fucking a toy into her own hole at a man's command.
Without quite realizing it, her hand drifted lower.
"Hahk♡"
Goosebumps prickled across every inch of her, and still she couldn't stop. If anything, her body only burned hotter.
"Hnnh......"
She stroked her lips with careful fingers. The ones left puffy from yesterday's harsh treatment crackled with sharp sparks at even the slightest brush.
"Haa, haa, l-like this......"
Gathering the slick nectar on her fingertips, Jieun reached behind her and pressed them against her tightly clenched anus. Unlike the cold bathroom air, the ring of muscle burned hot enough to sting.
"Haahhh...... nn......."
Swallowing hard, she painted the puckered ridges with her own nectar. Once the path was slicked, she screwed her eyes shut and drove her middle finger in deep.
"Haaah♡"
The dry, burning pressure clamped down around her, and her hips shuddered violently.
"Ah, aah......."
The moment her first knuckle was swallowed into the rippling ridges, her vaginal walls spasmed and heaved out mouthful after mouthful of nectar. Sticky streams ran down her white thighs and dripped to the floor.
"Hnngh, nnh! Hah, ah......!"
The hot flesh inside clamped her finger and refused to let go...
"Ah, it feels good, nn, nnnh......!"
Arching her back, Jieun began pumping her finger in and out with lewd, squelching strokes.
"Nn, my—my ass, ahhk......!"
Every thrust into her rear made the tender nerves near her womb ring out and twinge. Jieun pinched her engorged, blood-red clitoris and rubbed it hard.
—Squelch.
"Kyaahnk♡"
Her finger pried into the narrow walls of her anus from behind while her stiffened clit was ground rough from the front. Wet friction echoed obscenely through the stall.
"Haang! Ah, ah, I'm—I'm cumming.........!"
Her pussy burst like a fountain, drenching her thighs through. Her anus convulsed violently, as if gnawing on Jieun's finger.
"Haa, haa, no more......"
When she yanked her finger free from behind, a sticky strand stretched long between them. Drooling, Jieun gulped down her ragged breaths. The bathroom floor was already a disaster of everything she'd spilled.
"Haa, haa, ah, I-I'm running late......"
Having barely wrestled her climax back down, Jieun set up the camera once more, took the photo, and sent it to Junyoung.
Jieun stepped cautiously out of the stall.
"Hahk......"
But the instant she crossed the threshold, her legs nearly buckled beneath her.
"I a-almost went down......"
A heavy, foreign weight pressed on her lower belly, and from it a subtle pleasure kept blooming. Jieun steadied herself against the wall and barely kept her feet.
"N-no, my—my pussy, from the inside......"
With every step she took, the egg inside her ground mercilessly against her swollen, oversensitive walls. Her hole kept clenching down all on its own, as if determined never to let the thing escape, chewing at it with every motion. Walking had become masturbation in its purest form.
"Haah...... haa...... nnh...... amazing......."
Somehow, Jieun made it to the lecture hall.
"Hnnk♡"
The moment her ass met the chair, the pressure bore down on her, heavy and deep. The professor's droning voice washed through the hall, but not one word of it reached Jieun. Every nerve in her body had gathered around the pink lump nestled in her lower belly.
"......!"
—Bzzzzz.
"Hnnk?!"
The egg buried deep in her body had begun to rage without warning. It made no sound—yet the subtle, ponderous vibration climbed her pelvic bones and drove straight into her brain.
"Nnghaah......!"
Jieun clamped both hands over her mouth to smother the scream trying to tear free. Her whole body went rigid, spine snapping bolt upright. She fought desperately to keep her expression neutral for the classmates seated around her, but her eyes were soon glistening wet and her face had flamed scarlet.
Beneath the desk, Jieun twisted her thighs together over and over. Every time the merciless pulse battering her deep inside knocked against her cervix, strange shivers rolled across her body and her fingertips trembled. She could feel, in perfect clarity, her pussy spilling out its nectar.
—Tap.
Just as the dizzying pleasure—nearly enough to bring her to tears—carried on, the egg's vibration cut out dead.
—Ring.
Gulping down trembling breaths, Jieun checked the phone resting on her desk. A message from Junyoung.
With fingers that felt soaked, Jieun tapped out a reply. She tried to write as calmly as she could, but her brain had melted clean into pleasure, and her fingertips betrayed her without mercy.
—BZZZZZZ!
A vibration rough beyond all comparison with the last went wild inside her pussy.
"Hnngh......!"
Slumped over her desk, Jieun shivered uncontrollably. Dread closed in around her—the obscene buzzing felt loud enough to ride the desk straight out into the open. When the classmate beside her stole a glance at her, her heart plummeted through the floor.
Paralyzed with fear, Jieun slipped a hand secretly under her skirt. She wanted it out, whatever it took. But her fingers caught on nothing but the slick inner flesh of her thighs and her massively swollen pussy.
With tears brimming in her eyes, she fired off messages to Junyoung in a panic.
Jieun couldn't take it out just yet. The lecture wasn't over.
Enduring vibrations that shook her entire lower belly, she barely kept herself in her seat. Every time her pussy convulsed, her legs clenched tight all on their own.
The moment the lecture finally ended, Jieun snatched up her bag and fled the hall. She practically ran into the corner stall of the bathroom, her fingertips rattling as she locked the door.
"Haa, haa......."
Sinking onto the toilet, she desperately hiked up her skirt. Her panties were already drenched through with nectar; there was no point in wearing them at all. She pulled them off, spread her knees wide, and pushed her fingers deep into the wet seam.
"Nnhk......, ah......."
—Squelch.
Her walls had swollen so taut with arousal because of the egg that even fitting a single finger in was a struggle.
"Kyahh......♡"
Biting her lip, Jieun forced past the dull, heavy pressure and drove her hand in deeper. At the very limit of her reach, her fingertip grazed the smooth surface of the buzzing device—barely.
But that was all it did.
"Ah, no, hahk......!"
Each time she drew her finger back, only her oversensitized walls got stroked, and shallow moans spilled out instead.
"Ah, nn......! It w-won't reach......."
Slicked over completely with nectar, the smooth egg merely brushed her fingertips before gliding away, crawling deeper and deeper into her channel.
"Ah, no......"
Only then did her mind go blank.
There was no string—nothing like what should hang from an ordinary toy. The smooth, round, pink, egg-shaped device had sunk all the way into the deepest reaches of her pussy.
"Wh-what do I do......."
Cold sweat traced down her spine. What if the thing wouldn't come out at all? Dread crept over her.
Should I contact Junyoung....
Jieun shook her head. Asking Han Junyoung for favor after favor was simply too shameless. Wasn't he already helping her, even after everything she'd put him through? And now she was going to ask him to fish a toy out of her, too?
Then what am I supposed to do....
Should she go to a hospital? Walk into the ER, spread her legs, and explain that she'd inserted a toy and now it wouldn't come back out?
"Hnnk...!"
The very thought made her insides seem to clench even tighter, and nectar gushed out of her all over again. Jieun's body shivered, chill after chill. She didn't want this—and yet, somehow, that option didn't seem half bad either.
—Vrrr!
"!"
With trembling hands, Jieun snatched up her phone again.
Jieun felt close to tears. How did Han Junyoung always manage to reach out at exactly the right moment? She felt she might genuinely cry from sheer gratitude toward him.
The reply came quickly.
The engineering building basement...
What that meant was painfully, blindingly obvious.
"Hahh......."
Even drowned in fear, her body was honest. The anus Han Junyoung's fingers had ruthlessly plowed open yesterday twitched and clenched, over and over.
"I have to p-pay Junyoung back.... this time, for sure...."
Not even aware of the words she was murmuring, Jieun headed for the engineering building basement. Her chest felt strangely stifled—and perhaps because of it, her body felt stifling and hot too.
Without realizing it, she had already undone the button of her skirt in advance.
—Beep beep.
I opened the app.
There was a fresh notification waiting under Lee Jieun's profile.
Lee Jieun
Existing held fetish is currently being reinforced
Fetish:Exhibitionism — reinforcing
"....."
What is with this woman now....?