Chapter 70: A Talent That Cannot Be Hidden (4) [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 70: A Talent That Cannot Be Hidden (4) [R-18]
As far as she was concerned, there was only one reason Kim Do-jin could be angry.
Last night’s sex.
She wasn’t sure how it started, but she thought the result was quite beautiful.
A first time, given to each other.
A first experience is always remembered with special significance, so hadn't they given each other an unforgettable memory?
That’s why she felt a sense of regret.
Though the pain had outweighed the pleasure, she was disappointed they hadn't been able to finish properly.
If she, the one who had bled, felt that way, how much more must Kim Do-jin have felt, who had only experienced pleasure?
‘How do I make him feel better?’
From the moment his cock had entered her pussy, she had started thinking of Kim Do-jin as something like her boyfriend.
Whether love was part of it or not was a secondary issue.
There were many others eyeing him covetously.
Even during class, hadn't she heard girls talking about getting Kim Do-jin on their team for the next practical training?
‘There are too many bitches in heat.’
Tsk.
She clicked her tongue and posted on the Hunter Gallery, a forum she frequented.
Title: Fucking urgent) How do I calm my angry boyfriend down?;;
Title says it all.
Tell me how to calm my boyfriend down.
This is my first time having a boyfriend, so I have no fucking idea what to do.
I’ll send a gift certificate to the Hunter Gallery user who gives me the most effective method.
No joke, for real.
The effect of the gift certificate was indeed tremendous.
Before long, comments started pouring in.
↳ Fucking bitch, you wanna die for flexing on us?
↳ Calming a guy down is easy lol. Just take him somewhere secluded and ask, “Wanna touch my boobs?” Guys will get all excited and say yes right away. They’ll calm down while they’re groping you.
↳ Ah~ I wanna have sex.
↳ I thought this guy was a decent poster, but he’s a fucking asshole…?
↳ Don’t feed the troll.
↳ This guy’s dead. He’s gonna die by my hand soon ㅇㅇ
↳ Hey student… where do you live…?
“…”
These useless bastards.
The curses came naturally.
More than twenty comments had been posted in a short time, but only one person had actually suggested a method.
And even that one was ridiculous.
‘He’ll calm down just from touching my boobs? Is this guy insane?’
If a man’s anger could be soothed by letting him grope your breasts a few times, what couple in the world would ever fight or break up?
By that logic, couldn't you achieve world peace just by letting men touch boobs?
But apart from that, the comment did contain something worth considering.
‘Something lewd.’
He was angry because he couldn't have sex, so wouldn't having sex with him solve the problem?
But she had neither the time nor the place to do it right now.
Yet, just watching him act so prickly was pissing her off in its own way.
‘What should I do?’
Then, a thought suddenly occurred to her.
Even if it wasn't full-on sex, wouldn't his anger dissipate if she could just help him get off?
‘No, but I still don’t have a place to… ah.’
The lack of space.
A way to solve that problem came to mind.
It was two years ago.
A friend who had gone to the restroom came back with a single curly hair stuck to the corner of her mouth.
When she asked what it was, her friend said she’d just helped her boyfriend get off in the bathroom.
In her innocence, she had scrunched up her face and asked if it was really enjoyable to do something like that in such a dirty place.
Her friend had replied that she enjoyed the thrill of it, and that her boyfriend loved it to death, or something like that.
‘The bathroom…!’
As it happened, she knew which building on campus was the most deserted.
And it wasn't far from here.
*
A little time had passed since she offered to suck him off.
The girl who had so boldly declared she would suck him dry was now hesitating, her hand just holding his cock.
Well… it wasn't that I didn't understand.
I’d heard that some people would recoil at the very idea of putting a penis in their mouth.
But you can't be like that, Shin Yu-jeong.
You’ll have to do things far more extreme than this in the future. It’ll be a problem if you stop here.
“Hey, we don’t have much time until the next class… should we just go?”
It was a roundabout way of telling her to hurry up. Her hand, holding my cock, naturally tightened.
“I-I’m gonna do it, so shut up.”
Her hesitant face finally began to move.
“Hoo… haah.”
With a tense expression, Shin Yu-jeong let out a breath and swallowed the head of my cock in one go.
Every time her softly pursed lips brushed past the head, my whole body shivered with pleasure.
Whenever I felt this tremor, I felt endlessly free.
It was a feeling that made me realize anew that I had been liberated from the chains that had bound my entire body.
“Heup… ugh, haah…”
Her face, which had been scrunched up in disgust, now looked much more relaxed than before.
It seemed the sensation of having a cock in her mouth wasn't as unpleasant as she had imagined.
I raised my hand and gently stroked her slightly furrowed brow.
“Wha are you doin…?” she asked, my cock half in her mouth. I smiled and replied.
“You’re least pretty when you’re frowning.”
Oh.
Her face flushed slightly.
Her brow smoothed out, and a faint, warm color spread across her entire face.
“Heu-heung…”
She smiled with my cock in her mouth, and I felt a rush of hot air.
Apparently pleased with my words, the movements of her mouth became much more active.
“Chyup… heup.”
Her clumsy tongue now joined the movements that had previously been just her lips sucking tentatively.
Is this what they mean when they say a woman’s performance depends on the man?
Her technique was quite amateurish compared to the Ajumma, and of course, to Yoon Ji-an.
Even so, my body was faithfully registering the pleasure.
Why?
Perhaps it was because of the remnants of trauma left in this body.
A feeling like, the Shin Yu-jeong who looked down on me so contemptuously is now diligently sucking my cock.
To be more precise, was it a sense of conquest from having subjugated someone who utterly despised me?
I hadn't truly conquered her yet, but this was undoubtedly a huge step forward.
With my cock in her mouth, Shin Yu-jeong would occasionally glance up at me.
Every time I observed her expression out of the corner of my eye, the strength and speed of her sucking, and the places she licked, would change.
“Where does it feel best when I suck?” she asked.
“It all feels good just because you’re the one doing it…”
I gave her an answer meant to please her, and her ego inflated in real time.
“Heh-heh… Then… does that mean you like what I’m doing more than that Yoon Ji-an bitch?”
I smiled and gave her the answer she wanted to hear.
“I think you’re better.”
“Right? I knew it.”
Yoon Ji-an had no such thoughts, but it was so cute seeing her burn with a one-sided rivalry.
I wondered how she would change later when more women started flocking to me.
Filled with motivation, her blowjob became more and more meticulous.
I could clearly feel that when she licked me now, it was with a much stickier and more deliberate motion than before.
“Ugh…”
“Looks like this is a good spot? Heup…”
Even with a blowjob that felt completely unskilled, the urge to cum steadily rose.
Personally, I was delighted even by her clumsy movements.
Sex is something you get better at with practice.
That’s why these clumsy motions were a privilege, in a way—a privilege I could only enjoy right now.
Moreover, this clumsiness was also proof that she had been a virgin until now.
In other words, it meant I could paint Shin Yu-jeong more and more in the direction, in the color, that I desired.
The thought of being able to slowly watch her change as we continued to share our bodies was incredibly exciting.
Did she sense my gaze?
Our eyes met.
Her eyes, which looked cold when met directly, curved softly.
I asked her.
“Why the sudden smile?”
She pulled my cock slightly out of her mouth and answered.
“The look in your eyes right now, I fucking love it.”
“…What’s with the look in my eyes?”
“It’s like you’re dying for me, isn’t it?”
It was a little absurd, but she wasn't entirely wrong.
“You’re right.”
When I readily agreed, she stared at me, her eyes intense.
It didn't seem like she was annoyed or angry.
“…You sly bastard.”
It seemed the things I’d said just to please her had struck a chord.
My cock, which had been momentarily abandoned, was once again swallowed into her wet mouth.
A complex mix of sensations assaulted my body.
Her tightly pursed lips, her softly moving tongue, and the suction that pulled strongly, if unskillfully.
Pleasure raced down my spine without restraint.
The urge to cum, welling up from some unknown depth, flowed through my urethra.
“Jjyureup… jjyuoop…”
The force of her sucking, strong enough that the inside of her cheeks pressed against my shaft, finally pushed me to the limit.
“Yu-jeong, I think I’m about to cum.”
Even though I gave her a heads-up, she didn't stop sucking.
No, in fact, she looked up at me with a provocative gaze, as if daring me to cum if I could, and moved back and forth even more fiercely, devouring my cock.
“Ugh, I’m coming…!”
Finally reaching its limit, my cock began to gush semen into her mouth.
Byureureut…!
Byureut!
Even as semen poured out relentlessly, she kept my cock held tightly in her mouth.
Her cheeks puffed out slightly.
As my cock, which had been pulsing strongly while ejaculating, slowly subsided, she finally pulled it out of her mouth.
“…Need a tissue?”
I gestured to the tissues beside us, but she suddenly looked up at me and opened her mouth.
“Beeeh—”
Inside her mouth, filled with pure white semen, her red tongue moved up and down.
While I was staring blankly at the intensely stimulating visual, she smiled and closed her mouth.
And then.
Gulp—
“…”
Her throat bobbed powerfully.
As if to show me, as if to make me hear, she tightened her throat and swallowed all the semen that had been in her mouth.
My god… what am I seeing right now?
“Seup…”
Tearing off a square of toilet paper, Shin Yu-jeong wiped a single streak of semen trickling from the corner of her mouth and stood up.
“It doesn’t taste as bad as I thought.”
It was a remarkably bland review for someone who had just swallowed semen.
But that very blandness stimulated me even more.
Seeing my dumbfounded expression, a smile spread across Shin Yu-jeong’s lips.
“You’re not angry anymore, right?”