21. Even If She Finds Out I Became a Futanari.
21. Even If She Finds Out I Became a Futanari.
Dozens of thoughts assaulted Baek-seol simultaneously.
If So-jeong were to ejaculate that same white, sticky fluid from her dick right now, it was clear that not only Baek-seol's face but all of her clothes would be splattered with it.
With the academic conference presentation just around the corner, getting covered in semen like this would be nothing short of disastrous. Based on yesterday's experience, the semen wasn't easy to wipe off either.
'Tch, tissue...'
She tried to look toward the tissue provided in the bathroom to have her ejaculate there, but
"Hngg, I'm cominghaat...!"
So-jeong's ragged moans and her dick twitching as if it were about to explode any second seemed to declare there wasn't even time to grab tissue.
At that critical moment that could be called life-or-death.
A thought flashed through Baek-seol's mind, and
"......!"
Without even time to consider it, she immediately put it into action.
"Ah, hawm...!"
As Baek-seol's moist, warm lips enveloped So-jeong's swollen glans, the unexpected stimulation made So-jeong's back arch sharply.
"Hhuaaang?! Ah, I'm coming...!!"
For So-jeong's dick, which had already reached its limit, this new stimulation was like a hammer striking the detonator of pleasure.
"Uhhup?!"
Bvuuubut! Bvurut! Bvurururuk!!
Heat and a thick, heated smell instantly filled Baek-seol's mouth.
Dense liquid, like the slime children play with, gushed into Baek-seol's mouth in heavy pulses.
"Kuhup, ngup...!"
Baek-seol's eyes widened at the unexpectedly large amount of semen, making a flustered sound, but she pursed her lips even tighter to prevent the semen from leaking out.
If she opened her mouth now, all the semen pooled inside would spill onto her shirt and skirt.
But this enormous amount.
"Ahet, haht! It won't stop cominghaang..."
Because of So-jeong's ejaculation that showed no signs of stopping, Baek-seol's mouth was so full of So-jeong's white fluid that she could barely breathe.
"Upkup, up."
She couldn't let it spill outside.
Then there was only one way.
"Hup, gulkeok, uhp, gulkeok..."
Gulping with large movements of her Adam's apple, Baek-seol began slowly swallowing the semen So-jeong had ejaculated into her mouth.
'I-It's stuck in my throat.'
Swallowing So-jeong's thick semen wasn't an easy task. With her mouth full of semen, Baek-seol gulped down the milky fluid several times with loud swallowing sounds.
It definitely couldn't be called tasty. Moreover, as it went down her throat, that distinctive smell seemed to travel directly to her brain, making Baek-seol feel like her vision was blurring.
But that didn't mean she disliked the taste either. Although it had a fishy taste, there was also a strangely addictive sweetness mixed in.
And most importantly, knowing that this was the result of So-jeong feeling good from her own hands made Baek-seol's heart race instead.
Receiving and drinking So-jeong's semen.
The satisfaction that the act itself brought was both alien and special, more than any emotion Baek-seol had ever felt before.
"Aht, haa, huaaa..."
As Baek-seol was awakening to something new once again, So-jeong slowly emerged from the afterglow of her orgasm and let out a satisfied sigh.
"Hua, haa, uh, I came so much. Asking you to do it, Baek-seol, was definitely the right choi... Baek-seol?"
Only when she looked down while talking to herself, feeling refreshed, did So-jeong see Baek-seol with her glans in her mouth, tears welling in her eyes, struggling to move her throat.
"Uaht, Ba-Baek-seol?!"
As the flustered So-jeong pulled her hips back, her dick, which was gradually calming down, slipped out of Baek-seol's mouth with a schlup sound.
"Why, why are you drinking that?! Wait, tissue! I'll give you tissue, spit it out here!"
The panicked So-jeong hurriedly tried to hand tissue to Baek-seol, but Baek-seol raised her hand to stop her.
"Up, hup... gulkeok, gulkeok."
Then, though not intentional, as if showing off to So-jeong, she swallowed the remaining milky fluid in her mouth with loud sounds and throat movements until the very end.
"Puhaa..."
Finally, with her mouth empty, Baek-seol breathed heavily like someone who had been underwater for too long, seeking fresh air.
When she opened her mouth, So-jeong's masculine smell wafted up strongly. Baek-seol worried if this smell would completely permeate her mouth.
"Baek-seol, are you okay?"
So-jeong crouched down to meet Baek-seol's eyes and asked cautiously.
"Why..."
"Haa, haa, if I'd just ejaculated like that, it would have gotten all over your clothes."
Baek-seol said while wiping away the fluid that had dripped when So-jeong pulled out her dick.
Her face, which had clearly shown excitement and panic until just moments ago, had returned to its usual calm expression, but traces of a faint blush still remained.
"If your clothes got dirty, there's no time to change now."
"Ah."
Only after hearing Baek-seol's words did So-jeong seem to realize this fact, letting out a short sigh before making a very apologetic face.
"So-sorry, Baek-seol! I should have thought of that beforehand... Sorry, really sorry!"
"It's okay."
Baek-seol calmed So-jeong down and stood up.
The feeling of fullness in her stomach probably wasn't just Baek-seol's imagination.
"Since I saw you, um, ejaculate yesterday, it's partly my fault too for not thinking about receiving it with tissue or something."
"Baek-seol..."
"Anyway. Are you feeling calmer now?"
"Aht, yes!"
At Baek-seol's question, So-jeong hurriedly pulled up her underwear and straightened her skirt.
"I'm completely fine now. Normally one ejaculation isn't nearly enough, but since you did it with your hands, it felt so good that just once was satisfying. Hehe."
"...That's good."
At So-jeong's words, the blush on Baek-seol's face deepened slightly.
Except for the fact that the part that felt good was her dick, wasn't this saying that So-jeong felt greater pleasure than usual because Baek-seol herself had touched her?
'She says something like a confession so casually.'
Probably because the frustration from it being so swollen was relieved, she said it without realizing.
Pulling herself together like that, Baek-seol slightly opened the bathroom door and checked briefly for any signs of people.
"Nobody's here. Let's hurry. If we go now, we probably won't be too late."
"Okay, Baek-seol."
***
"Hahaha, all three of you worked hard this time."
"Thank you for your hard work."
By the time So-jeong, Baek-seol, Ha-na, and the Professor returned to school after all the academic conference schedules were finished, it was already evening with the sun setting low.
It had been a day more exhausting due to external matters than the academic conference itself.
"Unfortunately we didn't win any awards, but your presentation was really good. I made the right choice bringing you three."
Unaware of these circumstances, the Professor smiled proudly and laughed by himself.
"Well then, since it's getting late, shall I give you three a ride in my car?"
"No, it's okay."
At the Professor's offer, So-jeong, Baek-seol, and Ha-na answered almost in unison.
The three had already keenly felt on the way back to school that this Professor was more talkative than he appeared.
"Ahaha, alright then."
After giving their final greetings to the departing Professor, once he was far enough away, Ha-na sighed deeply as if collapsing.
"Ugh, I'm dying... I'm so tired. Unnies, you really worked hard today..."
How tired Ha-na was became evident from the fact that she didn't suggest going out for dinner together with So-jeong and Baek-seol despite it being evening.
"Then I'll head out first, see you next week unnies..."
As Ha-na walked away with unsteady, precarious steps toward the dormitory, Baek-seol turned on her phone and said briefly.
"I'll call a taxi. You get in too. I'll drop you off at home."
"No, then you'll have to go out of your way. I'll go separately..."
"It doesn't make much difference anyway."
At least that was true for Baek-seol.
"It'll get dark soon, so I'm worried. Just get in."
At Baek-seol's firm words, So-jeong hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly.
"Okay."
In the taxi heading to So-jeong's house, Baek-seol and So-jeong just blankly stared out the window without much conversation.
They were too tired, but also because now that they were alone together, the unbelievable events of the morning kept coming back to mind, making it awkward to start a conversation.
But as they neared So-jeong's house, So-jeong suddenly turned to Baek-seol and called her name in a low voice.
"Hey, Baek-seol."
"Yeah." Baek-seol answered while facing So-jeong.
"Why... why are you so good to me...?"
"......"
At that question, Baek-seol remained silent for a moment without giving any answer.
"I'm no help to you at all, and I just keep receiving help like this."
'Because I love you.'
The truthful answer always remains in the Shadows of the Past.
Sunflowers don't demand anything from the sun. They're just captivated by the brightness and warmth it provides, endlessly gazing at it.
That question from So-jeong was actually one of the questions Baek-seol had most worried about.
What if So-jeong felt something was off and asked that question after she showed favor beyond friendship?
What if So-jeong eventually uncovered her clingy true feelings and wouldn't even allow Baek-seol to look at her anymore?
The reason Baek-seol always cared for So-jeong while trying to maintain a certain distance was precisely because of these worries.
But now she could provide an appropriate wrong answer to that question. An ambiguous answer that was half right, half wrong.
Because even if So-jeong and Baek-seol had done something that could hardly be called a friendship act just this morning.
"Because you're my best friend."
Helping a friend in need was the most natural thing to do.
"...I'm really lucky that you're my best friend."
At So-jeong's words, Baek-seol simply smiled gently.
The last light of the crimson sunset was settling over their slightly overlapping fingers.