Chapter 25
Chapter 25
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 25
Chapter Title: Gangbanged by Geum Tae-yeon's Friends in the Clubroom (6)
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After regular classes at the academy ended, Han-seol headed to the kendo dojo.
When she arrived at the dojo, the kendo club members were already gathered, swinging their wooden swords.
"Hello, seniors."
Han-seol bowed politely to her seniors. Though they were only a year ahead, she treated them with considerable respect.
Thanks to that, she had a reputation in the club for being well-mannered.
"Han-seol, basics again today?"
One of the second-year seniors approached and asked. She took a particular interest in Han-seol.
It was an interest bordering on inferiority complex, obvious enough on the surface, but Han-seol didn't let on and simply replied.
"Yes, I think the basics are important."
Overhead strikes, horizontal cuts. Countless techniques branched from these simple motions.
You couldn't run before you could walk. Han-seol was steadily practicing her steps.
How to plant her feet, the ideal stride length, the right amount of arm swing.
She trained to swing her sword in the exact same stance as yesterday. She'd long been rumored in the kendo club as a lone wolf.
Han-seol didn't mind the nickname "lone wolf." She saw it as an acknowledgment of her dedication.
She stood before the wooden dummy with her bokken in hand. Against the motionless, unresponsive figure, she swung just like yesterday.
Thwack! Thwack!
She struck the same spot repeatedly with the same form. When her blade path stayed true and hit clean, she felt a perfect unity with the sword.
"Hoo."
She focused and swung a hundred times. The dummy, embedded with auto-repair functions, wouldn't break even after hundreds of hits.
It was beyond Han-seol's current skill. That only fueled her competitive spirit.
"Han-seol!"
Park A-young arrived at the dojo, changed into her kendo uniform.
Park A-young had a solid training attendance rate, nearly matching Han-seol's. She might be at the bottom of C Class, but her effort wasn't.
"You already finished one set?"
"Yeah, just warmed up and went for it."
"Then me too. Train with me from now on."
Park A-young swung alongside Han-seol. She was honing her skills with Han-seol, who was top-tier among the first-years. Of course, their efficiency differed, so it felt more like marking time.
The second-year seniors glanced their way as they passed. They marveled at the underclassmen relentlessly pounding the dummy in place.
"She's got some power."
Han-seol boldly displayed her innate talent and focus. It was the kind of effort even her envious, jealous seniors had to acknowledge.
"Ninety-three! Ninety-four!"
A precise horizontal cut aimed at the neck. Not brute force, but a killing blow that felt the flow and took life.
"Ninety-five!"
Each success brought a call-out from Han-seol.
Her arms trembled from squeezing out every last ounce of strength from infancy, sweat poured like rain, but her counting voice rang out bolder than ever.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Ninety-six!"
"Hah...!"
I counted the piston thrusts as I slammed my hips forward.
I spread Geum Tae-yeon's pussy folds wide and buried myself to the hilt. My glans pierced straight through, vigorously battering her cervix.
Geum Tae-yeon let out a lewd cry. It was a sticky, desperate moan devoid of any composure.
In truth, Geum Tae-yeon had already climaxed once. Given how the world worked, this seemed to be her first time getting properly railed.
'Even if she told her other guys to fuck her...'
Could the boys gangbanged by Geum Tae-yeon's crew even thrust properly? Were they even used to missionary to begin with?
This world had genders reversed.
Boys with little sexual experience struggled to take the lead. It was awkward and half-assed.
'Stuck getting fucked by dicks like that, then she runs into me? Game over.'
The more I thrusted, the weaker my control became. I knew exactly what that meant.
"Senior's pussy...!"
A hallmark of the heroines squatting cowgirl on Geum Tae-yeon: they lose it after a few pumps, staggering drunk on cock.
I did the same. Her control evaporated.
'After that, it was all me.'
I just moved my hips slow and steady, adding the counts.
"Ninety... seven...!"
"Ahh!"
Half slow insertion, half brutal thrust. I mercilessly impaled her womb.
Geum Tae-yeon's back arched like a bow. Her pussy clenched tight.
'Slut like her, but surprisingly sensitive on the outer parts.'
Near the entrance, underside. Specifically, the rigid nub on the back wall. Tough to hit cowgirl.
"Ninety-eight!"
"Eek...! Fuck, it feels so goddamn good...!"
Thrusting with my cock's vein in mind made Geum Tae-yeon react wildly. She thrashed like a live fish.
Only two thrusts left to hit a hundred.
No telling when I'd get to pound her again, so I savored it.
Squelch-!
"Ninety-nine!"
"Hng! Haa...!"
"One hundred!"
Splurt, splurt-!
I relaxed my hips and unloaded. No holding back. I pressed my glans flush against her cervix and pumped in my seed.
I had no intention of taking responsibility, but if possible, I aimed to knock her up.
"Baedal Minjok delivery."
Someone grabbed the back of my head and shoved it down toward Geum Tae-yeon's tits as they said that.
I didn't resist the force. As my torso bent forward, her nipple naturally reached my mouth.
"Eek, haa...!"
"Geum Tae-yeon's moans are hilarious. Feels like we're the ones fucking her."
Milk leaked profusely. I latched onto the nipple quick. A rich savoriness flooded my mouth.
Definitely better to be the one fucking than getting fucked. Exhaustion was overwhelming, but so was the fulfillment.
"Right? Look at her face."
"That good, Tae-yeon? She's totally out of it."
"My turn next."
Giggling voices chattered behind me. The gangbang wasn't over.
It continued until the cow egg effect wore off, until they were satisfied. Until my balls were drained and I couldn't get hard anymore.
'This is bliss!'
I didn't know what my body thought. But to me, this was damn near paradise.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ The board game clubroom reeked of musky feminine scent. Geum Tae-yeon's crew shot me dirty looks as they wiped up the spilled cum.
I shrugged and feigned terror. Playing the part of the freshman fresh off a gangbang.
Geum Tae-yeon's gang looked pensive, somehow. Their eyes held a strange glint.
"I'm heading out first, Tae-yeon."
They finished cleaning and headed home, one by one. Each carrying my seed in their wombs.
I left the clubroom with Geum Tae-yeon.
We'd fucked for quite a while, so outside, the sun had already set. We walked side by side against the darkening sky.
"P-please delete the photo."
I mustered my courage and said it. Skipping it felt awkward, so I went for it.
My body didn't stop me either, seemingly agreeing.
Geum Tae-yeon thought for a moment, then pulled out her smartphone and cheerfully deleted the photo. A nude shot from the love hotel.
"Good now?"
Her gallery was packed with photos. All of me.
Me lying naked, my bushy cock, me surrounded by the crew sucking a nipple.
The Juyeon-woo in those pics wore a forced, teary victim face.
Spotting that, the real Juyeon-woo suddenly surged forward. My body demanded of Geum Tae-yeon.
"The others too! Delete them all...!"
We had to put on a show. Dragging this out meant eternal sex slave life.
As if finally realizing her words were just wordplay, Juyeon-woo gathered his courage.
"They're my memories, you know?"
Geum Tae-yeon was shameless. She clutched my weaknesses tight and smirked.
"I told you, right? I'd delete them as you made new memories for me. You worked hard today, shared some nice ones with my friends, so I deleted three. Why complain?"
"...But you took even more...!"
Her phone had videos too. Her crew slurping my cock like doctor fish in a past life.
Geum Tae-yeon grinned wickedly. Not a hint of remorse.
Absolute top dog. She knew her position too well.
"Juyeon-woo, stop trying to steal my memories. If you piss me off... I don't know what I'll do."
Threat. Highly effective.
My body froze solid. Stuck in place, unable to act.
Geum Tae-yeon placed her hand on my crotch, kneading gently. Squeezing firm as if marking her territory.
"Ack!"
"Just behave, Yeon-woo. Then nothing happens. Han-seol won't find out."
"That's too much...."
No choices. My body was fated to be toyed with by Geum Tae-yeon.
Until it fell completely.
That was the dynamic between the dumb heroine and the golden sun.
Geum Tae-yeon removed her hand from my crotch and patted my ass a couple times.
"See ya, Juyeon-woo."
With each step, Geum Tae-yeon's huge ass jiggled. Her ultra-short skirt barely covered, flashing her black T-back blatantly.
My cock twitched. But no erection. I'd hit my limit.