Chapter 57
But that kind of thing was common among any girl who had even a modicum of popularity. It wasn't just Senior Choi Yujin. Still, the rumors about her were especially vicious compared to the others. There were even whispers going around that the campus orcs—those jealous ugly bitches—were the ones spreading them.
"The slut rumors about Choi Yujin? That bitch Ban Hee-kyung started them. She drops hints to her little followers, and they do the rest, gossiping to everyone else."
"Her followers?"
"Yeah. She's a princess type too. Got a bunch of girls trailing after her like devotees. She's a second-gen chaebol herself."
"I see."
It seemed like everyone Senior Choi Yujin knew was from the upper crust. Not a single commoner in the bunch. Well, except one—Han Yaseong himself. The class gap hit him hard.
"Anyway, that bitch started those rumors about me when I was a freshman. Made life hell. Everyone stared at me weird... Some guys even came up to me asking if it was true. Said if it was, they'd join in the fun. Fucking pigs. Soccer team assholes. Still makes my blood boil. Who the hell do they think I am?"
She grumbled as she took it back in her mouth and sucked hard again.
Han Yaseong was loving it anyway. With Senior Choi Yujin slurping away like that. And somehow, she started feeling cuter by the second. Up until now, she'd been the intimidating two-years-older senior sis. But now? She felt like a close big sister. Natural affection welled up.
Han Yaseong pulled his cock from Choi Yujin's mouth, hugged her tight, and laid her down for a kiss.
"Mm?"
Choi Yujin was a little startled by the sudden embrace and kiss, closing her eyes. He was being aggressive. Sucking her lips, her tongue, taking the lead naturally. In moments like this, he felt like an equal—or even her big bro. With him gently kissing and guiding her, Choi Yujin felt at ease. The mood was set. She wouldn't resist even if he stripped her bare. She was already putty in his hands.
Han Yaseong stripped her clothes off in no time. A few motions while kissing, and her panties were gone too.
Choi Yujin lifted her hips to help him slide them off, then instinctively crossed her thighs to hide her pussy. Even after letting him see and ravage her whole body before, showing it again felt mortifying.
Han Yaseong sucked on her lips and tongue, then gazed at her pretty face. He couldn't let a girl like this go. Couldn't break up with her. Couldn't let her go to another man. I want her for myself. Those feelings crashed over him like raging waves in a storm-tossed sea.
Locking eyes with her, Han Yaseong confessed.
"I'll like you the most, Senior."
"......"
Choi Yujin's body tingled at the words. She felt his sincerity. Out of all the girls, he'd like her the most. How could she not be thrilled? Her heart soared, and her pussy parted on its own, dripping wet.
Smiling, she pulled him into a hug.
"Me too. I'll like you the most."
"......"
Their sincerity connected. They weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, but they'd shared their true feelings. Soulmates, maybe? No longer just senior and junior. It was somewhere between love and deep friendship.
Her face flushed bright red as she whispered in his ear.
"Do whatever you want to me."
She was the moody type. Han Yaseong's cock throbbed hard. She'd given him free rein. Time to try everything from that porn he'd watched today. He was so excited his face turned beet red.
"Thanks, Senior. I'm gonna do everything I wanna do tonight."
"......"
Choi Yujin eyed his hyped-up face and got scared. Had she given him too much power? Handing temporary ownership of her body to this curious kid. Tension gripped her, making her tremble. Her heart pounded, and her parted slit quivered in fear.
Han Yaseong felt like he'd won the lottery. Glancing at the clock—just 8 p.m. At least six hours ahead. He'd claim every inch of Senior Choi Yujin's body. Mark her skin with his brand. Seeing his resolve, she trembled and pleaded.
"Yaseong, I'm scared..."
"It's okay. I'll go easy."
He held her instead, soothing her. Choi Yujin sighed in his arms. She was in for a rough night again.
Han Yaseong scooped up her naked body in both arms and carried her to the bedroom. She clung to his neck, heart racing with nerves. Weirdly, sex with him always felt like newlyweds on their wedding night. Maybe 'cause he was young. It always had that first-night vibe.
He laid Senior Choi Yujin on the bed, then stripped himself. His raging cock stood tall like a rocket launcher. She swallowed hard at the sight. Han Yaseong had the kind of dick that drove women wild. How could she not get turned on? Juices leaked from her slit, soaking even her cute little asshole.
Face full of anticipation, he climbed onto the bed. She spread her arms wide, welcoming the young tyrant with his upright cock.
The two naked lovers tangled hotly on the bed in seconds.
"Ahhng..."
Choi Yujin writhed on the bed, moaning. Her legs were already splayed wide. Between them knelt Han Yaseong. He'd spread her pussy lips with both hands and was devouring it wildly. Sucking her clit into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue—she was losing her mind.
"Ahhuk... Stop...!"
She twisted her hips, trying to escape, but he wouldn't let her. His hands gripped her plump ass cheeks, holding her firm. Like a frog with legs spread wide, she had no choice but to take the pussy-licking. Her folds were fully his now. He'd said he'd make her cry—and he was, from both ends.
"Ahhng! Haaak!"
The brutal pleasure had her whole body convulsing, tears welling up, pussy weeping juices.
Han Yaseong didn't stop. He slurped her entire slit relentlessly. Her folds dipped into his mouth, churned by his tongue, glistening with spit. She had to surrender. Couldn't take the insane stimulation anymore.
"Yaseong, please stop! Huh? Please...! Please..."
Tears in her eyes, she begged. He paused the sucking. Mission accomplished—he'd made her cry. But he wanted more. Total conquest of Senior Choi Yujin. He was a man, after all.
"Stop?"
"Yeah. I'm gonna die... Please stop now..."
"Then whose is this?"
"Huh? What?"
"This."
He latched onto her pussy lips again and tugged. Even mid-begging from the pleasure overload, his question and yank left her dumbfounded.
"Yaseong, you..."
Slurp. He sucked her entire pussy meat hard again. Her hips bucked, tits jiggling wildly. He'd keep going till she answered.
"Ahhk, stop now...!"
Her pussy felt like it was melting. Never sucked this hard before. After ten minutes of it, her folds felt raw—and now more abuse made them flip inside out. Hips quivering, tears finally spilled. Too intense. She might even pee. Holding her ass like that and nonstop pussy-sucking... She resented him a bit. No choice—give him what he wanted.
"Y-Yours! It's yours! So stop now...!"
He released immediately. Senior Choi Yujin's pussy lips were swollen red, quivering. So cute, so pretty. He could suck it all night. Her clit protruded, flushed and trembling in fear of more.
"This is mine, right?"
He planted a kiss on her neat vertical slit. She felt broken.
"Yeah... yours... so no more sucking... I'm dying here..."
"Mm, tell me in detail then. Or I'll suck more."
He made slurping noises with his mouth and tongue. She freaked at the sound. More and she'd really die. So she went low.
"Ugh, my pussy is Yaseong's. Happy now?"