Chapter 276
"Ahh... if someone sees us, we're in big trouble."
Senior Jang Eun-ah noticed with a startled look, but her face still lit up with pleasure. Han Ya-seong felt good too, his hand continuously caressing the curve of her ass through her sweatpants.
"Too bad. If no one shows up, I'd love to do it right here."
"Me too... but we can at least do a little."
She quickly pulled him toward the side by the door and kissed him. That way, even if the door opened, they wouldn't get caught. Slurp, smack... There was a hungry edge to her kisses, even though he'd satisfied her thoroughly just a few days ago. She was definitely parched for love.
Han Ya-seong ignored the bustling noise from the hallway outside, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her to his heart's content. Their tongues tangled and danced, saliva swapping freely. When he gathered a mouthful and passed it to her, Jang Eun-ah closed her eyes and swallowed it down without hesitation.
Watching that made Han Ya-seong's cock throb hard. He wanted to shove it into that pretty mouth right now.
"Fuck, I want to..."
He showed her the thick bulge straining at his pants, and she laughed.
"Me too. Shame. But if we do it now, we might get caught."
There was nowhere private to go. Not even the bathroom. With so many students in the building, there were no hidden spots.
Han Ya-seong held back his frustration by groping her huge tits and squeezing her ass for a bit.
"Let's hurry up and clean."
She seemed satisfied from the kiss and picked up the mop to start cleaning again. Han Ya-seong wiped the dust from the bookshelves. Then he glanced at the desk, and suddenly it felt like he could still see the traces of her squirting pussy from when she'd sat there.
"You squirted a ton here, right, Senior Eun-ah?"
"I don't know..."
Her face flushed as the memory hit her. How could she forget that night, squatting on the desk with her pussy gaping wide, gushing everywhere? Being in that space now, knowing members would arrive soon, got her a little excited. Everyone gathering where she'd drenched the floor with her juices... Just thinking about it made her pussy tingle and grow wet.
"Feeling it again?"
Han Ya-seong stepped closer and cupped her pussy through her pants. She flinched in surprise, twisting her hips away.
"Eek, don't... my pants will get wet."
"Already squirting?"
"Just a little leak."
She pulled tissues from her bag and stuffed them into her panties to soak up the flow from her pussy. Such a pervert. Jang Eun-ah too. But that's what made her even more lovable. The prim, bespectacled intellectual girl padding her pussy with tissues to keep her sweatpants from staining.
"You're hilarious, seriously."
He pecked her cheek, and she beamed happily.
"You too. I love you so much, Ya-seong."
She looked ready to strip if he asked. It was a different flavor from Choi Yu-jin. With time to spare, he'd have her naked on all fours, rubbing his cock against her pussy until he came.
But then the door swung open.
"Hey, everyone."
A first-year classmate walked in. The mood turned awkward fast, so Han Ya-seong played it cool.
"Oh, you made it?"
"You're already here. Long time no see, President Senior."
"Yeah. Come on in."
Jang Eun-ah had switched seamlessly into club president mode. As expected from a chaebol heiress—her poker face was impeccable. Not a hint that she'd just been stuffing tissues in her pussy. Back to her usual composed self. No wonder no one had noticed when she'd masturbated in here before, leaving pussy juices everywhere. She had the instinct to squat under the podium, pants off, getting her pussy eaten while delivering a report with a straight face, like nothing was happening. That's what growing up under a chaebol family's strict scrutiny gave her.
The classmate joined the cleaning, grabbing a mop and heading out. Their eyes met Jang Eun-ah's in passing.
Senior Eun-ah, you're amazing.
You too.
They exchanged subtle glances, hiding what they'd been up to moments ago. The guy had no clue. Just like Han Ya-seong hadn't before.
Soon a second-year female senior and another first-year girl showed up to help. With everyone pitching in, the club room was spotless in no time.
By past 6 p.m., all seven Mystery Club members had gathered. They sat around the tables and chairs, exchanging greetings and chatting about their breaks.
"Kinda lonely without the third-years—they're all off in the army."
The second-year girl looked wistful. The two third-year guys from the uninhabited island MT were enlisted and couldn't make it. By the time they returned, the third- and fourth-years would have graduated, and the first- and second-years would be off to service too. The full uninhabited island crew wouldn't reunite until they got leave later.
"Senior Yu-jin isn't coming?"
The first-year girl asked Jang Eun-ah.
"She's busy with other stuff. I told her the spot; she might drop by later. Wanna hit the pub off-campus?"
At Jang Eun-ah's suggestion, everyone stood and headed out. But the pubs were packed—no seats. Other departments and clubs had filled every spot with students.
"Grab some food and booze and chill in the club room?"
The second-year guy suggested, and everyone agreed, hitting the convenience store. They bought beer and snacks; Jang Eun-ah covered the bill. Members offered dues, but she insisted since it was the first post-semester meetup. They looked apologetic.
Back in the club room, they spread out, cracked open beers, and chatted casually. Nothing major—just everyday stuff. Han Ya-seong liked that. He wasn't into wild drinking binges and rowdy laughter.
Time flew; it was past 7 before they knew it. That's when Han Ya-seong remembered—shit, he had to portal over to meet Reina today. He'd thought about it earlier but brushed it off as no big deal and forgotten. Too late now. Tomorrow it was. She'd probably be pissed about making her wait.
By 8 p.m., a couple said they had to head home, so they wrapped up. Mystery Club folks were all diligent—no late-night ragers. They said see-you-next-time and dispersed from the club room.
Now it was just Han Ya-seong and Jang Eun-ah. Their eyes locked instantly. No one else was coming—everyone headed home. The hallway was still noisy, but whatever.
Han Ya-seong locked the door with a click. Jang Eun-ah's face, already flushed from the beer, turned even redder. She knew what was next.
He unzipped and pulled out his half-hard cock.
"Quick, let's do it."
"Yu-jin might show up. I told her we'd be here."
"Doesn't matter if she does. She knows everything."
"Still..."
But she took his cock in hand, stroking happily.
"Hurry. I need to bust one fast."
"Okay."
Resigned, she squatted quick and took his cock in her mouth, sucking eagerly. Hearing students chattering in the hall while getting blown was pure thrill. Han Ya-seong stood there, stroking her thick, lush hair as she slurped away.
Smack, smack... She worked his cock hard, mouth full, sucking with fervor. The risk of someone coming amped her up—her suction was intense. Han Ya-seong, buzzed from the hallway noise, felt his climax building fast.
No one would ever guess. In the Mystery Club room, president Jang Eun-ah sucking off member Han Ya-seong.
"Mmm..."
He groaned low, tension coiling in his cock. Knowing he was close, she sucked harder. Male voices from the hall made it dirtier, ramping the pleasure.
"Eun-ah, I'm cumming...!"
Han Ya-seong erupted in her mouth. Thick spurts filled it with white cum. But right then—
Click clack. Noise from the door.
"Eun-ah! You in there? Open up!"
Senior Choi Yu-jin's voice. She'd said she might come, and here she was.
Their eyes met in panic, his cock still in her mouth. Worst timing. He'd just started shooting, and now this...
Jang Eun-ah gulped down the cum in shock. The doorknob rattled nonstop. Without the lock, her cock-sucking would be on full display.
Han Ya-seong pumped the last drops into her mouth and hurriedly tucked himself away.