Chapter 94
Chapter 94
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 94
Chapter Title: Completely Tamed by the Blonde Delinquent's Hole (1)
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The atmosphere at home had turned tense. A cold chill hung between Aunt, who had spilled the truth, and Juyeon-hee, who had learned it against her will.
This was beyond anything I could handle.
The body seemed to have given up too. Good thing I hadn't done something stupid like trying to force them to get along.
"Juyeon-hee, did you sleep well?"
I acted like nothing had happened. Our eyes met that day, but I didn't play dumb and just moved past it.
As if I'd accidentally caught her masturbating while passing by her room.
"...O, Oppa too...?"
Juyeon-hee tried her best not to show it. She clearly disliked and resented Aunt, but it didn't feel like she wanted to ruin things with me too.
Only Aunt stayed completely relaxed. Yesterday, she'd poured out her sob story with that pitiful act, but it hadn't been entirely sincere—more like half performance.
Aunt and Juyeon-hee avoided even touching each other. Juyeon-hee deliberately steered clear of Aunt.
The house felt intensely hostile, but it wasn't heading toward total collapse. They were teetering on a knife's edge.
"I'm off."
The holiday ended, and I headed to the academy. The place buzzed with excitement for an entirely different reason.
"Juyeon-woo! You were incredible!"
Advancing to the quarterfinals had made me something of a celebrity. Now that people knew my face, they even recognized me on the street.
But one cadet was drawing even more attention than me.
"Class President Mi, that was so close."
"If she'd done just a little better, she could've won."
"What's the deal with that Han-seol girl anyway?"
I'd gotten congratulations on the day of the matches, but sharing the joy in the stadium versus here at the academy felt worlds apart.
The academy vibe was far more electric.
"It was my own shortcomings, whatever. Next year, I'll train harder and take first place."
Class President Mi flashed an awkward smile and voiced her ambitions. The C Class cadets cheered her on. A few even whistled.
"Suddenly?"
"No one's even confessed or anything. Kinda random."
"You think? Maybe I came off too cocky."
The C Class cadets burst into giggles. The upbeat mood was infectious.
It wasn't just us. The other classes were rowdy too—first-years with first-years, second-years with second-years.
Han-seol was probably getting her share of cheers in her own class.
Vrrr-
A message came in. It was Geum Tae-yeon.
I needed to swing by Eum Ji-hye's place too. We'd hooked up yesterday, though—maybe I could skip today?
Before heading to Geum Tae-yeon, I texted Eum Ji-hye first. She replied right away.
[Eum Ji-hye Teacher] ─ Teacher's sick today....
"......"
[Eum Ji-hye Teacher] ─ Took sick leave ㅠㅠ
I replied, and a long message came back. It was all because of yesterday's wild romp.
[Eum Ji-hye Teacher] ─ We went way too hard ㅠ Not your fault, Yeon-woo.... Teacher's body is just weak.... Maybe the flu from all that pounding? Got a fever too, so no choice but to rest....
If there'd been a big event, taking sick leave would've been tricky. But right after the Hero Tournament, the curriculum had some breathing room.
She could afford to rest for a day. Eum Ji-hye had sized it up that way and chosen to recharge.
That left me plenty of time before morning assembly. I answered Geum Tae-yeon's summons and went to her spot.
The rooftop. Aside from the board game club room, it was basically her personal hideout.
Geum Tae-yeon waited in her usual skimpy outfit.
Black thong hugging her hips, a skirt barely a handspan long—an ensemble that made my dick spring to life on autopilot.
"...Why'd you call me?"
"Does calling you need a reason?"
I snapped a bit, and she smirked, beckoning me over. I approached obediently at the gesture.
"The kids haven't been giving you shit?"
"...About what?"
"You made quarters. Would be nice if it was all congrats, but some are probably jealous. Sneaky digs and all that. Nothing?"
Geum Tae-yeon eyed my face. Her voice bubbled with genuine curiosity.
"Nope."
I shook my head. I hadn't felt any real envy. Quarterfinalist in the Hero Tournament? Honestly, it was too iffy a spot to envy.
'Isn't that the kind of thing first or second place gets?'
Who envies eighth place? If it were me, I'd be side-eyeing the top two.
Not some innocent also-ran.
"Nah. It's because it's iffy that they envy it. Like, 'I bet I could make quarters too.'"
"......"
They get jealous precisely because it's within reach.
"That's how it was for me. Back in my first year. Man, those punks. The fake stories they spread to stir shit."
"Fake? Stirring?"
"The internet's exploding. Like that post you showed me."
"...That one's true, though."
"Not the full truth. Lies mixed in—how's that truth?"
Geum Tae-yeon kept going, sounding all aggrieved.
"Yeah, I fucked him. But that oppa ended up loving it later? Kept clinging, saying I was the only one for him."
"......"
"Then bam, flips the script. All 'cause I took first in the Hero Tournament. Posts bullshit anonymously."
From the body's perspective, it'd sound like a ridiculous excuse. Like, you're the one out raping people—how dare you play victim.
No reason to keep listening to Geum Tae-yeon's justifications.
"...So. Why'd you call?"
Assembly was closing in. Time for the point.
"Like you don't know."
Geum Tae-yeon nodded toward my crotch. Take 'em off, her eyes pressed silently.
"Ugh..."
"Teacher's coming soon, right? I'll make it quick."
"...You never called me in the mornings before."
"Whether I call you or not? That's my call. Telling Han-seol or not? Also my call."
No options for me. Had to play along with Geum Tae-yeon. Or confess everything to Han-seol and beg forgiveness.
The body wouldn't pick the latter. I meekly dropped my pants.
Geum Tae-yeon squatted right in front of my crotch and took my glans in her mouth. Her slick mouth-pussy wrapped around my dick and sucked it in.
A reward. The body might disagree.
Slurp, slurp. Slurrrp!
Suction on a whole other level from Aunt's blowjob. Climax hit fast.
True to her word, I blasted a thick load right before assembly started.
Spurt, spurt! Spluuurt!
"Mmm, mm..."
Geum Tae-yeon puffed out her cheeks with the milky cum pooled inside. She rolled it around on her tongue, savoring it.
Then gulped it down in one go.
I stared blankly, and she giggled.
"Freshly squeezed morning cum's the most savory. Must be the freshness—great texture too."
"......"
"Yours tastes a little different. Or am I imagining it?"
What girl swallows cum like that? To me, Geum Tae-yeon was the most lovable woman alive.
Of course, I couldn't let it show.
I hurriedly yanked up my panties and pants. Put on a show of disgust, like I hated flashing my dick.
"...Can I go now?"
"Yeah."
Looked like she really just wanted to milk me. Geum Tae-yeon let me go without a fuss.
Heading out without even tasting her tits? Kinda bummed me out.
'All Eum Ji-hye's fault.'
Mornings demand nipple-sucking. Otherwise, something's missing.
I'd skimped on breakfast dreaming of Eum Ji-hye's milk.
That's when it hit—a bomb-like rumble exploded from my gut.
Grrroooowl-!
Geum Tae-yeon flinched behind me, her body trembling. Her shoulders shook like she'd heard something weird.
What to say? While I pondered, the body tried bolting from the rooftop.
"Hey, Juyeon-woo. Stop."
Geum Tae-yeon called me back. The body froze.
I reacted smoothly and seized control again.
"...Wha, what?"
"Skipped breakfast? That gut growl was brutal."
"You misheard, Senior."
"Misheard, my ass."
Another massive rumble nailed it home.
Grrroooowl-!
The raw sound made Geum Tae-yeon's lips twitch. She grinned like a kid who'd found a fun new toy.
My cheeks burned crimson. No mirror needed.
"Can't just let you go as your senior. Your stomach's crying out like that..."
"N-no need."
"No need to hold back."
Geum Tae-yeon hiked up her academy uniform top. Undid her bra herself and bared her tits. Those mouthwatering pink nipples stood stiff.
"C'mere."
Milky droplets beaded on her nipples. No climax, nothing done. A thin stream trickled out.
Mind over matter? One thought of nursing, and the milk flowed.
Impressed inwardly, I approached Geum Tae-yeon. Didn't forget to ham up the reluctance.
"Eat your fill. I produce a ton."
"...Don't wanna."
"You're starving."
"...On a diet."
"What fat you got to lose? Liar."
Geum Tae-yeon gazed into my eyes, then nodded like she got it.
"Fine, then. Won't suck? I'll tell Han-seol. Deal?"
"......"
She shoved her tits right in my face, like suck or sulk.
I stopped refusing. Latched onto the rock-hard nipple and suckled hard.
Savory richness flooded my mouth.
I give her cum, she gives me milk. Mutual aid—feels perfect.