Chapter 57: Secretly Receiving a Handjob in the Lecture Hall (3)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 57: Secretly Receiving a Handjob in the Lecture Hall (3)[R-18]
Squelch— squelch—
Did she think moving too much would be too risky?
‘...Ngh!’
Instead of stroking the entire length of my cock, Evelyn was concentrating all the stimulation on the head.
...Which only made it more agonizing.
Every time Evelyn wrapped her hand around the head like she was holding an egg and twisted her wrist, it felt like a bolt of electricity was shooting through me.
Squelch— squelch—
With every passing second, a tingling sensation surged up my spine, and my cock pumped out pre-cum like crazy.
‘...Eve...lyn!!’
I knew I had to stop her right now.
But...
It wasn't easy to resist the pleasure of getting a secret handjob under the desk in the middle of a lecture, especially with a classmate sitting right in front of us.
Squelch— squelch— slide—
‘...Kh!’
Just as the pre-cum began to overflow from Evelyn’s hand and drip onto my underwear.
“Yaaaawn....”
Lick—♥
Pretending to yawn, Evelyn covered her mouth with the hand that had been stroking my cock and licked the pre-cum off her palm.
“Hehe...”
Looking at me through half-lidded eyes, Evelyn licked her lips and let out a small giggle.
“....”
While I was captivated by her suggestive expression—one so lewd it made my mouth go dry—Evelyn reached for my cock again.
“....Ugh!!”
Splat— squelch—
She must have coated her palm with plenty of saliva while licking the pre-cum; as she rubbed the head again with a much slicker hand, it became nearly impossible to hold back my groans.
“....And so... next...”
“Weekend....”
“...The period is...”
“Yeah... like that...”
To be honest, I barely heard a word of the conversation from that point on.
‘....I have to... stop her...!’
I tried poking Evelyn in the side with my trembling arm, but she showed no intention of stopping.
Splat— squelch— squelch—
Instead, as if taking revenge for all the times she had begged me to stop while I kept going, she tormented my cock without rest.
‘...Ngh!... Hngh!’
Cold sweat ran down my spine from the abnormal level of pleasure.
I must have been subconsciously looking down on Evelyn because she always finished so quickly.
As I’ve said many times, Evelyn’s Defense (0) might be weak, but her Attack Power (3000) is top-tier.
Splat— squelch—
I couldn't possibly push away Evelyn’s hand as it attacked the weak points of my cock with perfect movements—neither too much nor too little.
Of course, I could take her down right now if I counterattacked.
However, judging by how much hotter her hand felt than usual, I could tell Evelyn was also excited.
In this situation, if I, with my Attack (5000) and Defense (2000), touched Evelyn’s pussy?
‘....Huaaaaah?!!♥’
There was a 99% chance Evelyn would scream like that and reach climax.
‘...Evelyn, what a terrifying girl!’
I never imagined she would use even her own weak defense as a weapon to attack me like this.
Splat— squelch—
“...The table of contents...”
“The order....”
“...If a question comes up....”
Every minute, every second felt as long as a heaven inside of hell.
The continuous pleasure was pushing my ability to hold back ejaculation to its limit.
Twitch—! Twitch—!
I wanted to spray my semen right this instant, but if I blew my load like this, it was guaranteed to splash onto Estelle’s legs across from us.
Clatter—
“Ah. I dropped my pen. Just a second...”
Evelyn must have noticed I was at my limit, as she ducked under the desk.
—Gulp!
Naturally, my gaze shifted downward, but unfortunately, the tablecloth blocked my view, and I couldn't see Evelyn.
“Hmm~ where did my pen go~?”
‘Evelyn!!!’
I knew she was stalling on purpose, but there was nothing I could do about it.
In fact, unless Evelyn swallowed the semen, every other outcome resulted in a total disaster.
I could only bite my lip hard and pray that Evelyn would suck my cock even a second sooner.
Slide—
And finally, Evelyn’s hand wrapped around the base of my cock.
Thinking she was finally going to blow me, I prepared to ejaculate, but...
“....!!”
Since all my nerves were focused on my cock, I could tell exactly what was happening even without seeing it.
‘Huuu~♥’
Instead of taking my cock into her mouth, Evelyn was merely blowing her breath onto the head from so close I could feel the heat.
I knew it was all thanks to Ian and Evelyn’s consideration.
The fact that I could sit here, and the fact that I could join the conversation so naturally.
If it weren't for them, I would have been left alone, joined some random group, and been treated like an invisible person.
So, I had promised myself over and over: ‘Don’t get in their way,’ ‘Don’t get greedy,’ and ‘Be satisfied just being by their side.’
But...
Just seeing the way Ian and Evelyn exchanged glances made me feel how much they cherished each other.
‘...How happy would I be if Ian looked at me with those eyes?’
No matter how much I suppressed it, that greed kept bubbling up.
“Ah. I dropped my pen. Just a second...”
From the moment Evelyn went under the desk, my gaze was fixed on Ian.
Right now, I could freely admire Ian’s face—something I hadn't been able to do properly for fear that Evelyn might notice my feelings.
Throb—!
But Ian had no intention of looking my way.
As if all his thoughts were focused on Evelyn, his gaze wouldn't leave the space under the desk.
“Hmm~ where did my pen go~?”
He was even biting his lip hard, as if he found Evelyn so cute he could hardly stand it.
They said they were just childhood friends, but of course, everyone in class knew they were ‘practically a couple.’
‘I knew that, but...’
I couldn't help the way my heart tightened.
“...Ian.”
“....”
I called his name, hoping to catch his eye even for a moment, but he didn't seem to hear me.
Taking a deep breath, I called him again.
“Ian.”
“...Huh? Oh... yeah... Estelle... what is it?”
“...Do you have a favorite snack?”
“Huh? So suddenly?”
“...It’s almost... St. Ellis’s Day.”
May 5th.
St. Ellis’s Day.
The day the Goddess Ellis descended upon this land.
I didn't like the Church, and I hadn't celebrated a day like this since my parents passed away, but...
This time was different.
Because even a coward like me could wrap my ‘sincerity’ in the packaging of ‘friendship’ and hand it to him.
“Oh? Are you going to give me a snack?... Hu... mgh!!”
“...It’s just out of ‘friendship,’ obviously. I’m just looking out for a club member as the Library Club President. So, what kind of snacks do you like?”
“Ugh...! Mmm...! Ma...carons?”
I was so surprised by Ian’s answer that I almost dropped my pen.
...Naturally, Ian probably said it without knowing the meaning.
That a woman giving a man ‘macarons’ on St. Ellis’s Day carries the meaning: ‘You are special to me.’
“...Okay. I’ll give you macarons.”
Even if it was a coincidence, I was happy that Ian chose macarons, allowing me to convey my ‘sincerity’ just a little bit more.
“Yeah, thanks... ugh!!”
Just then, Ian’s face suddenly contorted.
“...Are you okay?”
“Ugh... yeah.... I’m... fine... it’s nothing... ha... haha..”
“...You don’t look fine.”
“No... really... I’m okay.....!!!”
Thump—!
“Ngh...!... Hngh!... Haah...!!”
Ian gripped his forehead and leaned against the desk, breathing heavily.
“Wait!!... No matter how I look at it..!!”
Seeing his alarming state, I reflexively reached for Ian’s forehead, but....
Flinch—!
‘Is it really okay for me to touch Ian?’
What if something went wrong again and Ian got hurt?
Reminding myself that my kindness could become a wound to someone else, I slowly clenched my outstretched hand.
“Oh? What’s this? Ian, what’s wrong?”
At that moment, Evelyn finally emerged from under the desk, having found her pen.
“E...velyn...”
“Yeah, Ian? What’s wrong? Are you sick? Do you have a fever?”
And Evelyn naturally placed her hand on Ian’s forehead.
“Hmm... you don’t have a fever, though?”
“Phew... No. I just felt a bit nauseous for a second, but I’m better now thanks to you.”
It wasn't just empty talk.
Ian’s expression really did clear up instantly just from Evelyn’s touch.
Throb— throb—
Just how precious was Evelyn to him that his expression could change so much from such a small gesture?
“Really? That’s a relief~.”
“Yeah, it’s really all thanks to you, Evelyn.”
“Heehee~. At least you know! You should be grateful to have a childhood friend like me!”
“Yeah... I’m very grateful.”
“....”
It was suffocating.
Even though I knew it wasn't intentional, the sight of the two of them looking so harmonious felt like it was telling me I could never fit between them, and it made my heart ache terribly.
“Ah! Estelle, sorry! I definitely saw it go under the desk, but I couldn't find where the pen went.”
“...No. It’s okay.”
I spoke to the brightly smiling Evelyn while desperately suppressing my emotions.
If I didn't...
A happy family, a healthy body, stunning looks, a kind personality.
...Despite having everything while I had nothing.
I felt like I would end up envying Evelyn for having Ian, too.
‘Evelyn!!!’
Clench—
I tightened my fist in anger toward Evelyn.
Did it feel good?
Of course it felt amazing!
Finally ejaculating after a long period of climax prohibition felt great, and Evelyn’s tongue work—constantly licking the tip of my sensitized glans even as I came—made it impossible to hold back my moans.
And above all, the situation itself—getting a secret handjob and blowjob during a lecture and ejaculating into my childhood friend’s mouth—couldn't help but feel good!
...The problem was that Evelyn didn't swallow all of it.
Ah, to be precise, she swallowed everything I ejaculated into her mouth.
But even though she knew there was still semen left in my urethra, she didn't suck it out; she just tucked my cock back into my panties and stroked it with her hand.
As a result...
Drip—
‘...!!!’
The inside of my panties became soaking wet with the semen that poured out of my urethra.
Just thinking about dealing with the semen marinating in my panties once I got home already made me feel dizzy.
‘Should I try to do laundry in the Old School Building during lunch?’
That seemed like the most realistic solution, but...
“Ah! Estelle, if you’re okay with it, why don’t we have lunch together today?”
“...What?”
“Since we’re in the same group, let’s get closer! I’m sure Ian would like that too. Right, Ian?”
Evelyn spoke as if she had already ‘expected me to act that way.’
‘Dammit...!!’
It was a proposal I couldn't refuse.
I was the one who brought it up in the first place, and I couldn't say no to Estelle, who was waiting for my answer with a somewhat apologetic expression.
‘...Just you wait.’
I opened my mouth, thinking that I wouldn't forgive her during our date tomorrow, no matter how much she cried and begged.
“Of course. Let’s eat together, Estelle.”
“......Yeah. Okay.”
Estelle’s faint smile was the only salvation in this hell of ‘semen-soaked panties.’