Crossing the Line in the Supply Room
Jeong Sua flinched at Kang Ijin’s unexpected touch inside the supply room. He had pulled her tight against him and was passionately kissing her neck and collarbone.
This oppa again… The skillful kisses born from experience. Ijin oppa’s skinship always came in ways she could never anticipate. This time was no different. Oppa was once again trying to toy with her using a new kind of caress.
Whenever this happened it left her in trouble, but just like always—
“Hng…”
Her body betrayed her, reacting with pleasure on its own. Unlike her, who had no experience, oppa knew exactly how to make a woman feel good.
“Please, stooop… Oppa… hng…!”
Sua didn’t want to feel good in a place like this. She voiced her refusal in a sweet, trembling tone, but Ijin oppa, lost in their skinship, didn’t seem to hear her.
Why is he so good at this…?
Ijin oppa still held her waist in a firm grip, kissing only the spots that felt best. The more he did it, the more a ticklish, tingling stimulation swirled through her lower body.
“Hup!”
Realizing her body was growing hotter, Jeong Sua sucked her lower lip into her mouth and bit down hard. Then she pinched his waist. Only then did Ijin oppa stop kissing her, finally letting her catch her breath.
“Th-that’s enough now… Let’s stop here, okay, oppa?”
This was a school, a place of learning. She felt that if they went any further, there would be no turning back. As always, oppa’s masterful technique had completely ignored her firm resolve and left her soaking wet down there.
That was why Sua always drew a clear line during skinship with Kang Ijin. If her body grew too aroused, they would stop. I can still turn back from here…!
Her panties felt a little damp, but it was still within the range where they could dry. This much skinship with oppa was just right.
“I’m satisfied enough. Let’s get out of here before someone comes in.”
Oppa always took her feelings into consideration, so if she said this much, he would surely respect her and stop this time. However…
“Hoo… I don’t like that idea.”
His hand resting on her waist slowly slid lower.
Click.
With impossibly skillful fingers, Ijin oppa undid the button on her skirt. Sua’s eyes widened twice their normal size at the bold touch that showed zero consideration.
“Wh-what are you doing! Oppa, let go for a second. My skirt…!”
Since she was sitting, the skirt didn’t fall completely, but it had slipped enough to reveal a glimpse of her panties. She frantically tried to grab the buckle.
But then—
Shliiip…
“Hik?!”
The moment Ijin oppa’s hand slipped inside her panties, her eyes shook as if an earthquake had hit. The oppa who had always respected her boundaries had crossed the line for the first time.
This oppa has really gone crazy…! This is school…
Doing something so obscene that even the worst delinquents would hesitate to do it at school, Sua tried to push him away with all her strength, but—
Squeeze…
“Huu…! Hng…!”
Ijin oppa’s fingers traced down the cleft of her ass and pressed firmly on her perineum, right between her pussy and anus. That secret spot no one else could see and even she found difficult to look at. The moment it was pressed, a pleasant shiver raced up from below, stealing her mind away.
Just when she thought she had calmed down and regained her senses, he would press again, delivering another wave of pleasure. Ijin oppa was relentless.
“It would be bad if someone walked in while we’re doing this, right, kiddo?”
“Then stop it…! Huu… hup…!”
Kang Ijin’s fingertips pressed against her center, drawing slow, circling rubs. The more he did it, the hotter her body grew. Her clenched fists, fighting the pleasure, showed no sign of opening.
The anxiety of possibly being seen by others and the immoral thrill of doing something so lewd at school mixed perfectly with the wonderful sensations he gave her, transforming everything into pure ecstasy that left her unbearably aroused.
“Careful. If you get too excited and move, my finger might accidentally slip into your ass or your pussy.”
At Kang Ijin’s words, Sua’s entire body tensed. Just like he said, his finger was positioned right below her anus. The mischievous way he kept moving it, teasing her with the threat of penetration, filled her with fear. Her ass trembled uncontrollably.
Seeing that, the corners of Ijin oppa’s mouth curved upward.
“Oppa, why are you… ngh…!”
“Because you keep doing bad things.”
“Huh…?”
“I gave you a passionate kiss, but you got all worked up by yourself and tried to run away because you couldn’t handle it.”
“I-I wasn’t… trying to do that on purpose… hii…!”
“Don’t you know about give and take? You need to be punished.”
Squeeze. Squeeze.
When she tried to make excuses, Ijin oppa refused to listen any longer and began pressing mercilessly. At the same time, he used his mouth to rain kisses all over her neck.
Under that relentless skinship, her panties grew soaking wet. Unable to hold back any longer, Sua thought, No, I can’t…!
“Uhiik♡”
Spurt. Spluuurt.
“Haaang—!”
A moan soaked in pleasure tore from her lips as she released everything she had been holding back. Feeling something burst out from below, Jeong Sua collapsed into Kang Ijin’s arms. She clung to his chest and expelled everything inside her.
Having experienced her first climax, Sua felt not just relief but a strange, refreshing sensation. This feeling…
She should have been angry with oppa for doing whatever he wanted, yet—
It feels so good… hng♡
Strangely, it felt too good. The thought that it wasn’t as bad as she feared quickly swallowed up any urge to get mad.
“Sit over there. I’ll clean it up.”
“…Yes…”
She stood on trembling legs like a newborn fawn and sat in the chair, staring at me with hazy eyes. What could she be thinking about so deeply? She wasn’t seriously considering breaking up with me, was she? No, that couldn’t be it. Even though she hated it at first, she had clearly felt good from my touch in the end.
If she tried to deny it… I’d present the evidence! The milky fluid of hers that hadn’t been absorbed by the vinyl mat and was still pooled there!
“…You’re really the worst…”
When I heard Sua’s tiny, creeping voice while cleaning, I deliberately raised my middle finger. I wasn’t flipping her off. This was the finger that had stimulated her perineum. Then, right in front of her, I dipped it into the puddle and sucked it clean with an audible slurp.
“Hmph…!”
Embarrassed, she covered her face with her hands. Her reaction was so cute that teasing her like this was pure bliss.
“Hey, kiddo.”
“……”
No answer. She seemed seriously sulking. Still, when I thought about how I had touched her directly with my own hands and brought her to climax, it didn’t seem like a bad trade. She hadn’t said we should break up yet, right? Then it was fine.
Anyway, my goal of teaching her that there was greater pleasure than just kissing had been achieved.
“I’ll be right back, so wait here for a bit.”
After hurriedly cleaning up, I rushed to the classroom and returned to the supply room.
“Here.”
“What… is this…”
Her tone was still prickly. I’ll let it slide since she worked hard today. If she does it again, I’ll pluck out one of her pubic hairs.
“Can’t you tell by looking? It’s my gym uniform. You weren’t planning to keep wearing those wet panties, were you?”
“Eep! Th-thank you…”
Sua, whose ears had turned bright red, answered with difficulty as she accepted the gym pants. It was cute how one kind gesture immediately brought back her original voice. When I treat her badly and then whisper that I love her at the end, she gets happy like a puppy. It really feels like raising a dog. So easy. I’m dying to engrave the master-servant relationship into her as her owner.
Sua tried to change right there but stopped when she saw me. She said,
“Turn around…”
“I’ve already seen much worse, what’s there to be shy about?”
“I said turn around, you jerk!”
“Alright, alright. So sensitive… Is it your period or something? So fucking moody. Maybe I should just pin you down and knock you up.”
“I’m done changing.”
When I turned back, I saw Sua wearing my gym pants under her skirt. The combination of school uniform skirt and gym pants looked somewhat awkward, but the fact that they were my pants made it thrilling. The most important part was that she was going commando! Her pussy and ass were touching my gym pants with nothing in between.
Just thinking about getting those pants back later and secretly sniffing them made me excited. Maybe I’ll make Kang Suho smell them too? I’m curious what kind of reaction he’ll have.
After spending time in the supply room like this, class was about to start. I held my hand out to her, who still looked dazed.
“Can you walk? Or should I give you a piggyback ride?”
When I gently supported her shoulder and stroked it, she stared at me with resentful eyes.
“Oppa, do you realize how shameless you’re being right now?”
“What can I do? I already did it. I’m sorry, that’s why I’m acting like this…”
“Are you really sorry?”
This girl keeps slipping into casual speech. It’s a habit she has when she’s dumbfounded or angry with me, so I’m used to it. I can just think of it as her being comfortable enough with me to act this way now.
Sua was angry about my sudden skinship, but at the same time, it seemed our internal intimacy had increased. The fastest way to get close to someone is to show them your shameful side or have sex. Normally I would have scolded her for speaking casually, but since I wasn’t exactly innocent either, I decided to let it slide this once.
Our Sua is pretty smart. She’s using the moment I feel guilty to keep acting rudely. I’ll overlook everything today. But there won’t be a tomorrow for that, Sua.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.”
“Then you shouldn’t have done something worth apologizing for in the first place. Why do you keep doing it when I tell you to stop…”
“Because I like you so much I’m going crazy.”
“Eep…! N-no, get a grip, Jeong Sua… Hoo…”
She suddenly took a deep breath, muttering to herself, then glared at me with wide eyes.
“Don’t try to get over it with words like that! I’m not letting it slide this time. I’m seriously angry.”
The girl who always got embarrassed when I said I liked her didn’t seem willing to let it go so easily this time. Her angry expression looked awkward, so it was obvious my words had made her happy. But what exactly was so upsetting that she was pretending to be mad?
Did she really hate what I did that much? No way. I’ve sent several women off with these hands, and every single one of them praised my touch, saying it felt amazing. It was probably because she was embarrassed about cumming so disgracefully in front of me. Since Sua had never experienced anything like this before, I could understand.
Still, I wish she’d appreciate how patient I was by not touching her pussy even though I wanted to. If it had been any other woman, I would have fingered both her ass and pussy without hesitation.
“What do I have to do for you to forgive me? I really am sorry.”
Suddenly, Sua stepped closer. She stood in front of me, lost in thought for a moment, then, with firm resolve, reached out her hand. She slipped it inside my school uniform.