Chapter 55
Chapter 55
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 55
Chapter Title: Group Assignment (8)
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Still trembling from the aftershocks of her climax, Han Chae-ah reached out to grope my body.
Her body quivered with pleasure, but her eyes stared straight at me.
She wanted to make me feel what she had just experienced.
"Sing already."
Something like venom glinted in her eyes.
Thick desire.
A dense lust that clung to my body and wouldn't let go easily gleamed in her gaze.
"Come on..."
She pleaded in a desperate voice.
Her provocative glare was so far removed from the girl who had been shaking with shame just moments ago.
But deep in that look lingered the un faded echoes of pleasure, mixed with a childish competitive urge to conquer me.
I stifled a laugh at her stance, like she wouldn't start unless I did first, and picked up the remote.
"Fine. If it's your wish, I have to grant it."
What song should I pick?
Honestly, the song didn't matter.
What mattered was this situation she was offering.
I gripped the remote and scrolled through songs, but they weren't registering anymore.
My eyes were drawn instead to Han Chae-ah's lewd hands roaming my thigh.
This slutty girl.
Can't hold back even in a situation like this and starts groping first.
Pretending to play hard to get when she's dying to touch me.
I had no desire to ruin the mood she'd built by doing exactly as I asked.
I just picked the top song from the popularity charts.
It was Jo Jaze's "Don't You Know."
Just as I selected it...
"Haa, haa."
Unable to hold back any longer, Han Chae-ah unzipped my pants.
Ziiip.
As the zipper came down, my underwear came into view, and she boldly yanked it off.
The moment my underwear was off...
"Whoa."
My cock sprang up, fully erect to its limit.
It gently slapped her cheek.
A short exclamation.
Han Chae-ah stared blankly at my cock, slick with precum.
She showed no sign of looking away.
"It's not like you haven't seen it before."
At my words, she pressed her lips together.
"I-I was just surprised. A-and it's my turn now, so stay quiet."
I nodded at her cute pout.
In the meantime, the intro started playing.
But she seemed uninterested in the song.
No intention of listening—just focused on tormenting my cock.
"Get ready. I'll ruin your singing with these breasts you tormented."
"......"
"Feel it yourself, sunbae. What it's like when your voice gets heard by people outside. I'll embarrass you just the same."
It hadn't even been audible.
Whatever.
She's cute, so I'll let it slide.
"Do whatever you want. It's your time right now."
She gripped my cock with a determined expression.
"This time, even you won't be able to hold out."
Han Chae-ah gathered her breasts with both hands.
She slipped my cock between her pale cleavage and squeezed.
"Ngh!"
Warm, soft flesh clamped down hard on my shaft.
A pressure on a whole different level from her hands.
And her breasts still carried the sweat she'd shed earlier and the heat from my touch.
Sweaty, slick breasts and my glistening, precum-coated cock.
Squelch!
The crude sound of them sliding against each other echoed in the room.
"......Ngh!"
For a moment, my head spun, and I missed the beat of the intro.
Han Chae-ah smiled triumphantly, drunk on victory.
She was resolved now.
Fine.
If this pervert girl's made up her mind...
I'll show her what I've got.
"...Tears fall thinking of you~."
I deliberately avoided her gaze, turning my head toward the monitor.
And sang the next line in as calm a voice as possible.
I dropped my tone lower than usual on purpose.
A deep, resonant baritone rumbled from my chest through the mic.
Han Chae-ah's hands, rubbing my cock between her breasts, froze.
She looked up at me.
Shock in her eyes.
Not the usual playful or snippy voice, but a serious, deep singing talent—she was flustered.
A surprised expression.
And a subtle blush at the unexpectedness.
"Why'd you stop? Keep going."
I spoke without singing the lyrics, snapping her back to reality.
"Th-this is ch-cheating. Y-your voice... Why's it so good......"
Han Chae-ah pouted, then squeezed her breasts harder.
"Hmph, doesn't matter. I'll make you moan soon enough."
She started moving more aggressively than before.
Up and down. Up and down.
Then side to side.
My cock chafed between her cleavage with wet squelches.
Soft tits brushed the head, hard nipples scraped the shaft.
"Still... far from it."
"Don't bluff."
Han Chae-ah puffed her cheeks and lowered her head.
As she squeezed the shaft with her breasts, she licked the exposed head with her tongue.
Lick, slurp.
"Hngh!"
This time, a moan nearly escaped me.
My pitch wavered slightly.
"See? You can't hold it."
She seized the moment and grinned.
Superiority.
The thrill of shaking the man who had tormented her so leisurely spread across her face.
"Shake more... Scream like a loser."
Intoxicated by conquest, her movements grew bolder.
She braced her elbows on my thighs, even rocking her hips to grind her breasts harder.
With her full weight behind it, her massive tits slapped from the base all the way to my pelvis.
Slap slap!
The sounds grew even cruder than before.
Loud enough to pick up on the mic.
But her ears, flooded with dopamine, didn't register it.
Lick.
She even licked the tip now and then.
"Salty... Tastes bad."
Does the corner of your mouth have to curl up like that if it tastes bad?
Your face and words don't match.
This bitch.
You love it.
Pretending to hate it hasn't changed.
Fine.
It's your turn now.
I'll play along.
But when this ends...
You'd better brace yourself.
At some point, she focused entirely on shaking my cock.
She smeared her saliva and the juices from my earlier fingering onto it.
Slick texture and searing heat.
And the lewd slurp slurp from right below.
"Haa, haa. Don't... you... know."
Paizuri.
She's desperate to make me cum.
What should I do?
Singing while my breathing keeps getting ragged.
I need core strength, but blood keeps rushing down.
Han Chae-ah sensed my song building to climax and ramped up her assault.
She took the tip in her mouth, slurping and tonguing the head.
This girl who was scared someone might see earlier.
Fuck.
She's got skills.
"Sunbae, you sing well? But... your voice is shaking?"
She looked up and whispered mockingly.
Throwing my own words back at me. This bitch.
"Don't hold back. Cum. On my tits... On my face."
My grip tightened on the mic.
Her red bra right in front of me, white breasts squeezing tight.
And that cheeky expression smacking her lips in triumph.
'Fine. You win.'
Screw the song.
I just wanted to stuff her arrogant mouth with my load.
"Hoo, alright."
Instead of singing the final verse, I set the mic down.
And grabbed her head as she sucked my cock.
"I'll give you what you want. Take it."
"......Huh?"
Before she could react, I thrust my hips.
"Guhk!"
My cock filled her mouth completely.
"Urk!"
Splurt! Spluuurt!!
I blasted my cum straight into her cock-sucking mouth.
Her cheeks bulged, her pretty pink mouth overflowing with white semen.
"Haa, haa."
I looked at Han Chae-ah's messy, defiled face.
I did it again.
Dumped my entire load in her mouth.
She glared at me briefly with her mouth full, then squeezed her eyes shut.
Now gulping it down without me even telling her to.
Gulp.
After swallowing, she wiped her lips slick with saliva and filth and spoke.
"Haa, haa. Sunbae, you came so suddenly."
A scolding tone.
Maybe still high on that victory rush.
Pretty cocky voice.
She's starting to get uppity now.
"You made me horny. You slut."
Her shoulders twitched at my words.
"Isn't the girl who got me horny the one at fault?"
"Wh-what do you......"
"She is. If you hadn't turned me on, I'd have sung to the end and cummed nicely. But you got me so fucking horny."
I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up.
Looking at her thighs, soaked through her stockings from arousal, I said,
"That's why I blew my load."
"......"
"If you're gonna complain, don't tease me like that. Who was shaking her tits like a whore to make me cum?"
"Th-that was because of you, sunbae......"
"Don't say stupid shit."
"Ngh!"
I tugged her shoulders lightly, pulling her body close.
Her aroused scent hit my nose.
Sweat, precum, saliva, and traces of my cum mingled in her cleavage, dizzying my eyes.
Snap out of it.
Right now...
Time to teach this uppity girl her place.
"So whose fault is it? The guy who couldn't hold back against a horny slut's paizuri and blowjob? Or the slut who excited her singing Master into cumming early?"
"Th-that's......"
"Answer me."
She bit her lip, trembling as she spoke.
That triumphant haze was fading.
"Be honest. I'll praise you if you do."
After hesitating, she opened her mouth.
"Th-the girl who... got you horny... is at fault."
A face that refused to admit it fully.
But knew she had to answer like this.
That's why.
It turned me on more.
"Good girl."
I praised her, stroking her hair.
Han Chae-ah didn't pull away.
"Such a good girl."
"...I-I'm not a good girl."
Her squeezed-out excuse claiming she's not a good girl.
Fuck, that's adorable.
What am I supposed to do with this?
So cute because of it.
The dim karaoke lighting amplified her cuteness.
"I know. Being good to me means something else."
Han Chae-ah fell silent for a while at my words.
"Wanna sing more?"
"......"
No answer.
Doesn't want to get played again?
Did I go too far?
I felt a twinge of regret when...
"Sunbae."
Han Chae-ah called me.
"Sunbae, busy tonight?"
"Why ask suddenly?"
"......If you're not busy..."
A long hesitation.
Long enough for a random song to start playing.
Flushed face, hesitant expression.
Eyes avoiding mine.
I could guess what she wanted to say without her speaking.
"So......"
I waited.
And Han Chae-ah finally said,
"Wanna grab dinner together? I-I'm kinda hungry......"
It was revenge.
She was pissed at being toyed with like a beast, screaming until moments ago.
Or maybe that was just an excuse.
She just wanted to see him.
That always-leisurely man crumbling before her.
Drooling over her, ruining his song, letting out beastly moans.
'Sunbae needs to feel it too.'
To make it fair, he had to experience the same shame and pleasure she did.
So she acted bolder.
She wedged herself between his legs.
Her red bra peeked through her disheveled shirt.
The sexy lingerie she'd boldly bought to show him today.
But showing it off wasn't enough anymore.
She roughly pulled down the bra cups.
Pop.
Her white breasts bounced out elastically.
From his sucking and groping earlier, her nipples stood hard, the whole chest flushed red.
'With these breasts... I'll make sunbae cum.'
Hot heat.
And thick male musk.
When it loomed before her eyes, Han Chae-ah's reason flew halfway out the window.
That's when Kim Jinwoo's song began.
And she...
'Huh?'
Couldn't help but freeze her hands.
His voice.
Was too good.
Not the usual teasing lilt.
A heavy baritone resonating from his entire chest.
Hearing it up close, the vibrations seemed to travel through her breasts to her whole body.
'What? Why's he so good at singing?'
It annoyed her.
She was trying to torment him, make him ugly and broken.
Why'd he have to be so cool?
His serious singing face clashed so hard with the lewd act of his cock buried in her cleavage...
It only made it feel hotter.
Thump.
Her heart raced on its own.
This wasn't right.
She had to win.
She felt herself getting drawn in.
"Why'd you stop. Keep going."
During the instrumental, sunbae looked down at her casually.
That relaxed gaze, like he was far from done, ignited her competitive fire.
"Th-this is ch-cheating. Y-your voice... Why's it so good......"
She lowered her head.
Squeezing his shaft with her breasts, she stuck out her tongue toward the protruding red head.
Lick, slurp.
She teased the slit with her tongue tip and sucked the whole head like candy.
"Hngh."
That was it.
Sunbae's perfect song wavered just a bit.
'I heard it.'
A stifled moan just now.
"See? You can't hold it."
She looked up and grinned at him.
Thrilling.
The man who always looked down and controlled her.
Shaken by one flick of her tongue.
The superiority of dominating sunbae.
The conquest of breaking the great Kim Jinwoo.
"Shake more... Scream like a loser."
How's that?
Can't hold out now, right?
Cum on my tits already.
And admit defeat.
Before she knew it, she was using her whole body, giving her all to satisfy him.
She didn't realize.
How this behavior only fueled his arousal with its sluttiness.
And when Kim Jinwoo couldn't hold back and came...
A sharp rush of victory tingled her head.
Sunbae's a man after all.
Captive to my breasts.
Just like all those other guys who couldn't look away.
But strangely, unlike with them, it didn't feel bad.
It felt good.
That he liked it.
As she looked up at him, drunk on triumph...
"You made me horny. You slut."
Kim Jinwoo's crude curse made her heart sink.
His tone was rough, but the meaning was all...
Her body was too good.
Her breasts were too good.
Her mouth-pussy was too good.
That's why he came.
Why did those words sound so sweet?
"So whose fault is it? The guy who couldn't hold back against a horny slut's paizuri and blowjob? Or the slut who excited her singing Master into cumming early?"
"Th-that's......"
"Answer me."
She should hate hearing such domineering words.
Why was her lower belly trembling like this?
"Be honest. I'll praise you if you do."
She looked at Kim Jinwoo.
Beast-like eyes staring her down.
An irresistible command from her master.
She answered her owner's question.
"Th-the girl who... got you horny... is at fault."
It felt unfair.
Sunbae liked it too.
Why treat her like this if he did?
Shouldn't he say he liked how slutty she was?
I'm really upset.
A bit unfair and hurt.
But...
"Good girl."
Why did one pat melt her heart again?
"Such a good girl."
I'm not a good girl.
How could a girl doing this be good?
"...I-I'm not a good girl."
"I know. Being good to me means something else."
Kim Jinwoo understood instantly and smiled.
Ah.
That's what it is.
Sunbae's comforting her.
In his own way.
Her heart raced at the realization.
Because it felt like love.
Like being protected.
So she wanted more time together.
"Sunbae, busy tonight?"
"Why ask suddenly?"
"......If you're not busy..."
So.
She wanted to cling and spend more time.
She really wanted to do more after this.
What if he refuses?
What if he pushes her away saying he doesn't like it?
Getting rejected here would really hurt.
She wanted to say let's rest together.
Get a room and spend time.
But she lacked the courage for that step.
Han Chae-ah, who had always lived passively, didn't have it in her.
"So......"
Fidgeting and working her lips, she finally...
"Wanna grab dinner together? I-I'm kinda hungry......"
She decided to take a small step forward, however narrow.
For the good girl Han Chae-ah, this was her biggest rebellion yet.