Chapter 17
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 17
Chapter Title: I'll Go Have a Round and Come Back
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Crunch. Crunch.
I chewed on a chocolate-flavored calorie bar.
Twenty grams of protein.
Normally, I'd have ignored the dry, chewy thing.
But right now, I had to eat it.
To survive.
I lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling.
Post-nut clarity hit me hard.
I turned my head to look beside the bed.
A massive plastic cylinder.
A 2-liter high-capacity extractor for Semen.
It was filled to the brim with white liquid.
The sloshing level reached right up to the lid.
And since it couldn't hold it all, a pink basin on the floor had a puddle of white pooling in it too.
"What a freak..."
Two liters.
That's what I'd pumped out in one day... no, one night from dusk till dawn.
During the final ejaculation, my vision had flashed white.
The sky looked yellow, and my fingertips tingled.
Was this it?
Is it a blood sugar spike.
No, a cock sugar spike?
I glanced over.
Seol-ah had already passed out.
She'd kicked off the covers and sprawled out like a starfish, breathing softly.
She'd overdone it.
Taking 800ml in one go, extracting it with the machine, then going for round two and three.
Her killer pussy was just a soft, ordinary one in front of me.
"Hoo..."
This wasn't the first time I'd blown two liters.
I rummaged through my memories.
Back in my stormy puberty days.
I'd seriously wondered where the limit of my semen output was.
I locked the door and spent the whole day at it.
The result? Over three liters.
That's when I realized.
My balls were an endless spring.
Normal guys said theirs ached if they came too much.
But not me.
The more I came, the more sensitive my dick got, and the pleasure amplified.
Infinite power.
After that, I got scared and stopped testing my limits.
Today was the same.
Her stamina hit the wall before mine did.
Seol-ah was a great partner, but one-on-one wasn't enough.
'As expected...'
To see my true limit, I needed numbers.
Unless I became a renowned Royal Jelly with real fame and threw a legal orgy party.
Draining my tank completely might be impossible.
It was a pipe dream.
But in this world, a realistic goal.
Squish. Squish.
I mindlessly groped Seol-ah's breasts.
No reaction...
"Hoo..."
Tomorrow was a school day.
Time to sleep.
"Mm..."
A nutty aroma tickled my nose.
Stew?
I opened my eyes.
Morning sunlight poured through the window.
I sat up.
I felt refreshed.
After unloading all that yesterday, I felt no fatigue, just overflowing energy.
I looked toward the kitchen.
"..."
Seol-ah was cooking.
Naked.
She wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing on her smooth back.
Her white ass jiggled as she moved.
Was the apron-clad 'naked apron' fantasy realized? Nope.
She was just buck naked.
But somehow that was even hotter.
Clink. Clink.
The ladle stirring sounded cheerful.
This scene felt familiar.
Was it from porn? Or hentai?
Something like [Morning Temptation from Your Female Friend Crashing at Your Place].
What did the guy do there?
He walked up silently from behind.
Grabbed her waist like a beast and slammed it in.
She went, "Kyaa! What are you doing?!" but took it with moans.
It was a trash plot.
But an arousing one.
I swallowed hard.
I found myself sliding off the bed.
Stealthily.
Muffling my footsteps, I approached her from behind.
She had a smooth back line.
With a trim waist.
And a plump ass.
I reached out and wrapped my arms around her waist.
"Kyaa!"
Seol-ah nearly dropped the ladle in surprise.
"O-oppa? You're up?"
She turned her head and looked up at me.
Her face flushed pink.
"You must be tired... Why are you even cooking?"
"Just... I woke up early. Hehe."
Seol-ah beamed.
"You used up so much energy last night, oppa. You've gotta have a hearty breakfast."
As expected.
Hwick U girls had that mindset ingrained.
Taking care of a man's virility was second nature.
The food smelled amazing.
But it wasn't the only thing stimulating my nose right now.
Seol-ah's body scent.
Combined with the faint night-bloom fragrance from last night's romp.
My dick reacted.
Morning wood poked into her ass crack.
"Ah."
Seol-ah felt the hard press against her.
"Oppa... you're hard again?"
"Yeah."
It was a direct answer.
I'm not like those beastly porn protagonists.
I had manners.
"Seol-ah. Can I fuck you?"
I was politely asking permission.
That's a gentleman for you.
Seol-ah giggled.
"Oppa, really..."
She turned down the gas.
Leaned over the table.
And stuck her ass out.
Her abused pink pussy peeked between her taut cheeks.
It was gaping.
Like it was saying come on in.
"Breakfast is almost ready, so just a quickie?"
"Got it. I'll be done in five minutes."
"Liar. You can't finish in five minutes, oppa."
"I'll try."
I pressed right up against her without hesitation.
It was a warm, soft sensation.
Damn.
She is truly perfect.
"Thanks for the meal."
"Heeung... heek..."
I gave my thanks.
It was a delicious breakfast.
And a delicious morning pussy.
We ended up doing it once more while eating.
Fulfilling an inner fantasy.
Sex while eating.
Good thing we had that basin.
Seol-ah's breakfast was honey-sweet.
Miso stew packed with chives, great for stamina.
Seol-ah barely touched her food, checking the clock.
"Huuut... Oppa... I gotta go now. I've got a morning shift..."
"Want a ride?"
"No... A taxi'll get me there quick."
Seol-ah wobbled into her clothes.
Then headed to the fridge.
She pulled out a 500ml water bottle.
Filled with my cum from yesterday.
"This... is it really okay to take it?"
Seol-ah asked cautiously.
"Of course. I was gonna split it halfsies anyway, but you said no."
"Even half is over a liter! How could I carry that... Scary."
Seol-ah shook her head.
She is quite modest.
Or was she just scared?
Fair enough—a college girl toting ten million won's worth of semen might attract robbers.
"Still, take more if you want..."
"This is plenty! It covers months of part-time wages."
Seol-ah tucked the bottle deep in her bag like treasure.
Her smile was dazzling.
Was she happy about the money? Or getting my semen?
Probably both.
"See ya! Have a good day at school, oppa!"
Mwah.
With a light peck on my cheek, Seol-ah was gone.
The door clicked shut.
I was alone again.
"Haa..."
Bliss.
This is the life.
It was my turn to get ready.
I had a major class today.
I showered and got dressed.
I checked the mirror on my way out.
My skin was glowing.
Were those rumors true— is ejaculating good for the complexion?
Or was I just feeling good?
I headed out.
And grabbed a taxi.
"Hwick University."
"Yes, sir."
I chatted with the driver ajusshi— and was at school before I knew it.
I paid and got out.
The main gate bustling with students.
Everyone was clutching small thermoses or pill cases.
Morning collections, probably.
There was a long line for the campus S-Bank branch deposit.
I walked past.
Then—
"Huh? Do-hun!"
It was a familiar voice.
I turned.
On the Bench over there was a familiar face.
She had a bob haircut and a mole under one eye.
It was Kim Yu-jin.
The one I'd crushed on—still lingering in a corner of my heart.
She spotted me, waved and approached.
"Hey! You're early."
"Uh, uh... hey."
Damn.
I was smooth with Ha-na sunbae or Seol-ah.
Why did I shrink around Yu-jin?
Was it a residual crush?
Or that pure, innocent smile?
Yu-jin blocked my path.
She grinned.
"Hey Do-hun. No need to grope it today?"
"......"
My breath caught.
Bright as sunshine, casually offering her chest.
It reminded me of why I liked her.
Gentle.
Kind.
Open to everyone.
Though the kindness was 'let me touch your tits'—weird, but.
"Uh, hey... can I still today...?"
I stammered.
Yu-jin laughed brightly.
"Yep! Our club offers tit service anytime! I get points too... hehe."
She undid a shirt button.
And thrust her chest out.
Her Bra-clad swell was exposed boldly.
This was the Main gate.
Dozens of students were passing.
But there were no weird stares.
Just 'oh, service?' looks.
What the hell was chastity like here?
Street booths for public jerking.
Girls offering tits at school gates.
But no street sex.
Sex was strictly 'economic' or 'service' only?
'I've gotta read the laws sometime.'
But tits first.
It was a hesitant reach.
Grab.
There was a soft fullness in my palm.
Bouncy.
It was different from Seol-ah's yesterday.
Seol-ah's was like sticky rice while cake—Yu-jin's was springy pudding.
They had a healthy bounce to them.
It must be the muscle from sports topped with fat harmony.
"Wow! Healthy as ever?"
Yu-jin eyed my crotch, impressed.
Ah.
It was a reflexive hard-on.
Her tits triggered it.
There was a tent in my pants.
"Yeah..."
My face burned.
Yu-jin eyes sparkled.
"Your girlfriend's lucky~ With your size, you'd be the best! She must spoil you."
"Huh...? I don't have a girlfriend..."
Her eyes went wide.
"No way? For real?"
She was incredulous.
"None? With something this impressive?"
Her gaze locked on my dick.
Was it that surprising I was single?
I'm not handsome, not tall.
I just had a big dick, that shot out lots of cum.
'Ah, that's top spec here...'
Bitter but not bad.
"Yeah... really none."
"Wow... insane. Unbelievable..."
Yu-jin licked her lips.
That look.
Like Seol-ah or Ha-na sunbae's greed.
But with purer curiosity mixed in.
Then—
"Hey! Kim Yu-jin! Hurry up!"
It was a senior from badminton club calling— I knew her.
Tight workout clothes, with a racket waving.
She had huge tits I'd sneaked peeks at.
"Ah, sunbae is calling! Later, Do-hun!"
Yu-jin waved, and dashed off.
I stared blankly at her back.
Her ass was bouncing.
My dick twitched jealously in my pants.
It was a pathetic feeling.
'Haa... calm down.'
I took a deep breath, and then headed to the lecture hall.
It was a major required course.
It was a Large hall.
I took a corner seat.
Then I opened my book, and prepped.
A moment later.
Someone sat next to me.
She had a floral scent.
I turned.
"Huh? You again?"
Yu-jin.
Grinning, she plopped her bag down.
My heart pounded.
The girl i had a crush on was next to me.
The Proffesor entered, and class started.
But I couldn't focus.
Her breathing beside me.
The Morning's' tit gropping replayed in my head.
That bouncy sensation.
And sunny smile.
'Fuck...'
My dick was swelling again.
There was no settling.
I was getting harder, the desk was lifting already.
I crossed my legs.
But it was useless.
The Heavy bulge between my thighs was impossible to hide.
I broke out in to a Cold sweat.
An erection in class.
This was not middle school.
Then—
Yu-jin glanced over.
Eyes on my crossed legs, the bulge.
We made eye contact.
She smirked mischievously.
'Busted.'
I turned away in shame—
Scrape.
Yu-jin stood.
All eyes on her.
Prof paused.
"Student? Is something wrong?"
Yu-jin grabbed my arm, yanked me up.
"Huh? W-what?"
I stumbled up, flustered.
She gestured at the proffesor.
Left thumb-index circle.
Right index in-out.
Sex.
Obviously it was a 'going to fuck' signal.
Even friends wouldn't be that crude.
Yet in front of proffesor.
Silence blanketed the room.
My face felt like it was exploding.
What the hell.
Mid-class? In front of proffesor?
But.
The Proffesor nodded.
"Mm. Go ahead. We encourage productive activities."
"...?"
I disbelieved my ears at first.
Students casually got back to their books.
Like it was a 'bathroom break'.
'Fuck. What? Is this really allowed?'
How far did it go?
What was okay here.
While I was dazed, Yu-jin dragged me along.
"C'mon, Do-hun."
I followed her lead out the hall.
The corridor was quiet.
She opened the next empty room door.
"Y-Yu-jin..."
"Hm? What's up?"
"It's a Collection... room..."
"Ah, no condom? It's fine! I have!"
"No... not that... collection room first..."
Yu-jin looked puzzled but followed.
Phew, almost turned her into Ha-na sunbae type.
Collection room was risky too, but...
No choice.
It was empty inside.
No service day, apparently.
Equipment was still there.
I gathered all the cylinders.
Lids off, I setup.
"Whatcha doing?"
"You'll see..."
I mumbled vaguely.
Doubt she'd believe 500ml+ anyway.
Like Seol-ah or Ha-na, with their mouth-service offer.
I sat on the collection bed.
"Hehe. So healthy! What a great erection!"
"But... Yu-jin. Is this okay mid-class?"
"What? Just draining once."
She approached.
Kneeled.
And placed her hand on my pants.
"You've gotta give me a cut too, right?"
I looked up, eyes narrowed playfully.
A Cut.
A Tip.
A Fee.
Whatever.
My crush pulls me from class, and kneels before my dick.
She zip down my fly and...
Thwack—.
"......"
"..."
Fuck.
My erect dick sprang out, and slapped her cheek.
"...You okay?"
"Huh? Yeah! I'm fine!"
Phew, good.
"Wow... so big."
Yu-jin's mouth was agape.
She breathed out a warm breath on my glans.
I looked up at the ceiling.
Oh God.
Thank you.