Ninth Rule: Education on Women for the Inexperienced Toilet (1) ★Rio★
“Haa... haa...”
I pulled the blanket over my head, savoring the musky scent wafting from my mouth. My tongue was coated with the slightly salty yet clean taste of semen.
I should've brushed my teeth before bed, but I couldn't bear to wash away the first flavor of a man's essence I'd ever tasted.
My throat burned with dryness. But even water felt like a betrayal—I didn't want to rinse it away.
Buried under the covers like this, it felt like Sunbae was hugging me tight.
My heart kept pounding. My body burned hot, as if feverish with arousal.
Especially between my legs. My clit was swollen and throbbing, blood rushing straight to it.
“It won't stop twitching...”
Thump, thump. Thump, thump.
My pussy spasmed in time with my heartbeat.
Aah, I can't take it anymore...
Even as my mind fogged over, I pulled out the photo of Sunbae I'd hidden in my pussy.
Sunbae smiled at me from the soaked picture, drenched in my juices.
“Teacher said it, right? All men taste the same.”
I licked my love juices off the photo, murmuring in ecstasy.
“So does that mean Sunbae tastes like this too?”
It hurt so good. Just thinking about welcoming Sunbae's cock made my pussy clench and drool.
Is Sunbae's that big too? Does his cum taste this good?
I need to sleep soon. I want to hurry to school and see Sunbae's face.
“But my body just won't calm down...”
I spent so long nuzzling my face into Sunbae's photo, writhing under the blanket.
Chirp chirp.
Before I knew it, morning sunlight crept in.
“In the end... I didn't sleep a wink.”
With no choice, I dragged myself out of bed, covering my dark circles with powder. Staring at my haggard reflection in the mirror, I made a vow.
“Yeah. I'll ask Teacher later how to cool down this burning pussy.”
I still had six days left to claim Teacher for myself.
So with only morning classes today, I'd rush home in the afternoon to welcome him.
★Toilet★
Day 3 dawned.
Thanks to my unconscious confession to Amelia last night, even after a thorough shower, I had to stuff my dick into her mouth for a good while.
Amelia sucked my cock like a kid with a giant hot dog, blissed out, but she kept wiggling her pussy like it wasn't enough.
“Haa... I can't wait to get permission from the young lady so I can take Toilet-kun's dick deep inside my pussy~.”
Those words of affection had flipped her switch hard. I could see her thick jeans soaking through in real time.
Leaking this much without even touching water...
She must've been parched for sex. Thanks to her, I passed out sticky with a mix of her spit and my cum.
And then, once again at dawn.
Slap!
“Urgh...!”
My cheek stung, forcing my heavy eyelids open. In the darkness, Catalina ground her pussy against my mouth, shaking her hips wildly.
“You made me all sticky, you beast—get up and clean it with your tongue.”
Right on schedule, Catalina showed up. She smeared her juices all over my barely awake face and demanded I lick.
I gently lapped at her plump pussy lips like candy in my hazy state.
“Kkh... That's not it...”
But she left with some dissatisfied expression I couldn't fathom.
And before exiting the bathroom.
‘I need to figure out how to make this beast sneeze,’ she muttered something incomprehensible.
“Haaah...”
Even though I'd clearly slept like a rock, my body felt drained.
What insane sexual torture awaited me today?
I spat out the drreeeench Catalina pussy broth coating my mouth, shoulders and dick drooping.
“Toilet-kun~ Slept well? I brought food~.”
Amelia arrived with a dog bowl brimming with nourishing food.
Grrrowl.
Ugh...
After all the humiliation, my body instinctively leaned toward the bowl anyway.
I hate it. I hate myself in moments like this.
Still, to sate my hunger, I shoved my face into the dog bowl.
Chomp chomp.
As I felt myself turning into a beast, stuffing food down my gullet.
Stroke, stroke.
Amelia gently petted my hair.
“Eat up and have another vigorous day, Toilet-kun~.”
And so my hellish routine began anew.
The moment Amelia picked up the bowl to go clean.
Just like always, the female staff flooded in to use the toilet.
“Morning, Toilet!” “Oh, h-hello.”
A shy-faced staffer glanced my way, then stood before the (real) toilet, slowly hiking up her skirt and pulling down her panties.
This one's pink panties were studded with strawberries. In contrast, her thick pussy lips were a deep brown.
“Toilet, I'm gonna pee—should I cover your ears?” “......Yes.”
Drip.
Ugh...
Hiiiiiiss!
Stop, please!
The filthy sound made me clamp my ears shut.
Legs spread wide like she wanted me to see, yellow droplets rained from her slit, blurring my vision.
Splash!
Then, embarrassed, the short-haired beauty pressed her thighs together, face beet red.
“S-sorry... It's my first piss since waking up...”
Please don't share that TMI...
In just two days, my fantasies about women were crumbling.
Even from a distance, the humidity and stench were driving me mad.
Why do these women insist on doing this in front of me when the next stall's empty?
This isn't some hot tourist spot. Seeing lines form at my door drives me insane.
Their desires must've built up so much their libidos twisted.
At least the big jobs they handle in other stalls—thank god for that. There were occasional ass-whistlers, but no sploooosh filth in my public restroom.
Guess even they don't want to show me that dirty side.
Anyway.
The women visiting my room didn't grope me openly or tease my dick to erection like yesterday.
They glanced at the bathroom entrance while looking at me—wary of Ruby and Catalina, probably.
Instead, they started other acts.
Clack, clack.
The pee girl wiped her slit clean with tissue. Right then, a new staffer entered.
She too dropped her skirt and panties in front of me. This time, stringy arousal stretched from her leopard-print panties.
She gripped the toilet cover and thrust her ass toward me. Between her plump cheeks, chubby pussy lips pouted shyly. The color was cherry-blossom pink, like her skin.
Soon, transparent nectar dripped in sticky strings from the gap.
She stared at me, rubbing her pussy lips with glittering fake nails.
Squelch♡, squelch♡!
Obscene sounds revealed glimpses of the hole inside.
She spread her lips V-wide, enough to show her cervix, or scraped her clit with her nails.
When she couldn't hold back her moans anymore.
“Aaaahhh...! Ahh♡... Hyaaaanng!”
Hiiiss! Hiiiiiiss!
Her earth-shaking cries drenched my face in warm, squid-scented tide.
This woman needs hygiene management, stat.
“Haa... haa...”
Her pussy hole gulped and gasped like it was breathing—quite the spectacle. If I had a massive dildo, I'd hurl it in with all my might.
“Charlotte! Nice shot? Bullseye!” “Yeah, mine missed earlier...”
My colleagues cheered like it'd been darts, seeing me soaked in her fluids.
Oh, side note: Thanks to this, my shower schedule changed starting this morning.
[Showers permitted only right before bedtime or immediately prior to summons by the young ladies.]
Catalina's sudden announcement.
In other words, until then, I'd wear this horrific stench, treated like a real toilet, bearing their vulgar excretion urges with my whole body.
Drip, drip.
As I stared despondently at the falling nectar.
Amelia burst into the bathroom, panting urgently.
“Hoo, Toilet-kun~. Rio's looking for you urgently—let's wash up and head out~.”
Yes! Finally escaping this hellish torment.
Thinking of the blonde big-titted beauty who treated me humanely, a thrill shot through me—free from these bitches who saw me as a filthy toilet—my dick twitched eagerly.
Wait up, Teacher's on his way.