Rock-Hard Cock: Dinner Date Before the Hotel♡
The mid-February freshman welcome party wrapped up without anything worth calling an incident.
I'd been hoping for something like an orientation trip, but word had it the previous class had caused enough trouble that nobody bothered with a second round. They showed us around the department building, swapped a few contact numbers for the schedule, and that was that — everyone scattered.
Winter wind still hung in the air, so Harin's season-defying outfit drew every eye in the room. A nearly blind guy in black sunglasses, white cane in hand, with a voluptuous beauty dressed like a streetwalker standing right beside him — we made one hell of a conspicuous pair.
The upperclassmen, maybe out of consideration for the disabled guy next to her, didn't call her out on the spot. But according to Harin, the woman who looked like the class president had glared daggers at her with pure spite written all over her face. I couldn't see the expression myself, but my ears more than made up for my eyes — and I was certain that woman would come sniffing around us later.
Or maybe she already was. The thought made me glance sideways, and sure enough, my house masochist pig was sitting in her chair, thighs clamped tight together, panting and huffing with pure delight.
…This was a fairly expensive barbecue place, and yet this masochist girlfriend of mine — a woman who seemed born solely for my sake — was right here, right now, indulging in her usual perverted play without a shred of shame.
"Mmh, uhh, u-ihhnnn, uu, uuuu, uu~♡"
Bzzzzzzzzz♡ Bzzzzzzzzz♡
"Nihh, ah♡ Ahhnn, n-uuuuuu, nn♡"
Bzzzzzzzzz♡ Bzzzzzzzzz♡
"Hih, uu, haaah♡ Nnh, ah, aaaah, ahn♡"
Bzzzzzzzzz♡ Bzzzzzzzzz♡
"Ugh, seriously, she just won't quit~♡ We're on a date over here~♡"
I frowned at the vibration that kept repeating at regular intervals.
Was this exhibitionist wearing a bullet vibe? — Not that I'd ever underestimated Harin enough to actually think that. A rotten little masochist who strutted around outside in February dressed like a full-blown slut wouldn't settle for something as tame as a bullet vibe.
"What's that buzzing? For a vibe, it's kind of… loud…?"
"Mmh, nn, it's my phone♡ I set every alarm to vibrate♡"
"Don't tell me. Where'd you put it?"
"Uhh, you already know~? Harin's secret hole♡ Hehe♡"
Yeah. Of course you did.
I looked at her with a sour face behind my sunglasses, and the sight alone got her so worked up she started rubbing her thighs together again.
"Judging by how familiar that vibration sounds, it's a call. You not gonna pick up?"
"Probably that class president from earlier~? Like I said, she was staring at me with the most goddamn disgusting look! The second the department intro ended she came over ready to pick a fight about my outfit, so I grabbed you and got us out of there in a hurry… nngh, oh, aah♡"
Bzzing♡ Bzzeeeing♡ Bzeeeing♡
"Hih-♡ Ohhahn, ah, this one — the short buzzes are KakaoTalk♡ Looks like she's sending private messages straight to my pussy♡"
"She has no idea in her wildest dreams that she's DMing your cunt."
"It'd be so funny if she knew♡ Pussy-talk, tap-tap, pussy-talk~♡ Ahh~♡ Nnnnngh~♡"
Harin must have really gotten under her skin, because the private messages went on for quite a while before switching back to a call. Short little buzzes, then that long bzzzzzz again — I rested my weak left arm lightly on Harin's belly, and feeling that spot tremble under my hand was almost funny.
"You really jammed a whole phone up there… You okay?"
Bzz… bzz… bzzzzzz…
"I'm fine… uhee, ah, Juwon's cock is bigger♡"
"Jumping straight to flattery, huh."
"It's true though? Juwon's cock is so huge this much is nothing♡"
I felt awkward.
It wasn't pure flattery. Ever since I'd started holding Harin, my dick had turned into something… monstrous.
…Honestly, I was starting to wonder if I should see a doctor about it.
"Harin's pussy… you can use it as Juwon's cock-house all you want, but… s-sometimes, using it as a hole to stash Juwon's stuff would be fun too… y-ehh, ah, nnh… nnngh-♡"
"I don't know how you come up with that kind of perverted shit every single time. Even when I hit puberty in middle school, I never went that far."
"Juwon made me like this… you turned me into a pervert and now you…"
"Don't say shit that sounds bad. Who turned who into a pervert? You were born a filthy slut."
"Buhih♡ Born a slut… ah, that one just now, it… hit me… something about it felt so good…"
Why the hell does that make you happy…
"Nnnnnnngh, nnh nnh, nn, nngh… ah, seriously! We're on a rare date here~! These calls keep… nngh… it's annoying but also kind of fun…?"
"You're the only bitch who'd use someone else's irritation as masturbation material."
But even as I said it, maybe Harin had rubbed off on me — because watching my masochist girlfriend pull this shit in a restaurant, all I could feel was this is entertaining. Beyond that, I had a certain grudging admiration for a class president I'd never even properly seen, who could get this one-sidedly pissed off without a single call or message being answered.
…I just hoped none of that blowback landed on me.
I knew that was a pipe dream as long as this slutty masochist was my girlfriend, but I couldn't help wishing for it anyway.
"—Your food is ready!"
"Thanks."
"───Mmuuungh♡♡♡"
Right in the middle of all this, the side dishes and meat arrived. Our reaction-queen masochist covered her lips and hunched over — the staff member gave her a weird look, but somehow we didn't get caught.
"I heard vibration play isn't actually as good as guys think it is."
"I'm, sensitive though, and, i-if it's play with Juwon, I just get so turned on♡"
"You're not faking it?"
"I'm not♡ Nnh, nn, nnnnnn, nheeh♡"
While the staff member was away, I slipped my hand under her short skirt. No panties, and the exposure was so extreme her pussy was basically on full display — even my left arm could stroke it without any trouble. My middle fingertip brushed against something hard, confirming she really had shoved a phone up there. The inside of her skirt was soaked, and even with something that big stuffed inside, that bizarre hole of hers was still clamping down tight.
"Sir~! The grill's nice and hot now, right?! I'll start cooking from this side~!"
"Sure."
"──Tiiight♡ Seriously, nnh, nnn♡"
The moment the staff approached, I yanked my hand back and wiped my dirty fingers on a wet towel. I jabbed her side with my left arm, forcing her upper body upright and ordering her to act normal — but Harin kept twitching like a suspicious person for a while, only catching her breath once the phone finally went quiet.
"?"
At one point the staff member gave us another odd look, but our pairing was ridiculous enough on its own that they just let it slide. Their voice was loud and their service was sharp — I almost wanted to ask them something, but they didn't seem like the type to chat up customers for no reason.
"…Nn, give me the chopsticks."
"You crazy bitch! I can feed myself, okay?!"
"No~! Give me the spoon~!"
"Ah, for fuck's sake…"
It was a simple service setup — order comes in, they bring the meat, grill it, cut it, and leave. Once Harin had caught her breath, she snatched even my spoon away, and I ended up getting fed like a baby bird waiting for its mother. All the while she kept her thighs clamped tight and rattled off complaints, so I genuinely couldn't tell if this was a date or a caregiving trip.
"Seriously, I almost came for real… almost came because of some other woman instead of Juwon's hand… uugh… that would disqualify me as a girlfriend…"
"What's the problem with that? You jammed it in there all cocky yourself, then freaked out because it buzzed too hard — I thought that was hilarious to watch."
"If Juwon enjoyed it, I don't care, but… th-this way it feels like I'm getting NTR'd. I like it when Juwon plays with other girls — I don't like it when I play with other people. And climaxing through some woman I just met today? It feels like I gave my body to someone else, so it's just… uugh…"
"…What the fuck kind of nonsense is that. You really say the most incomprehensible shit, you know that?"
"Juwon just doesn't get how I feel!"
"No, I can't understand that crap and I don't even want to, you little bitch~!"
"…Hmph!"
I scolded her for how twisted her sexual hang-ups were, but even with her cheeks puffed out in a pout, this idiot still held out a drink so my neck wouldn't have to strain. The drink she'd ordered, poured into a glass she'd filled, offered with both her hands — and I just lowered my arms and stuck out my lips to gulp it down.
…I wondered what anyone watching this scene would think.
"Is it good?"
"Issh good… issh good…"
Well, at fifty-five thousand won per hundred grams, anything would taste good. How could it not?
Between the allowance she'd given me today and the money pouring out of her wallet in amounts no ordinary person could comprehend… where the hell was all of this coming from?
"Huh?"
The moment I drifted off into that thought while eating, this girl somehow sensed it instantly. After all that hiccuping and crying and masturbating just moments ago, something must have bothered her — she narrowed her eyes and shoved those pride-and-joy massive tits of hers right up against me.
"You're thinking about something else while eating, aren't you? What, does it taste bad? Should we just leave?"
"It's good."
"Then why that face?"
"Nothing major. Just thinking I should probably start doing something soon…"
"The part-time job talk again~? With that body of yours, what exactly are you planning to do~?!"
"If I look around, there's got to be something, right? Simple office work on a computer, or — I know it sounds weird — but these days there are even apps for clinical trials and stuff…"
"Don't say weird things. What the hell is a clinical trial? Just hearing it makes me feel sick, so focus on the meal while we're eating."
"But still…"
"I'm the one finding the information, I'm the one spending my money, I'm the one personally serving you food… so don't think about weird stuff like that…"
She stroked the part of her belly where the phone was nestled and smiled.
"Seriously, want me to snap your remaining right arm too? Want me to make it so you can't move anything but your legs?"
"Why would you say something that scary. I just figured I wanted to do something myself, that's all. I pay my phone bill with the allowance you give me every time anyway — keeping freeloading forever feels kind of wrong, you know?"
"Hnn…"
Snap it off — she said it like a joke, but something about just now sent a chill through me.
I couldn't put this sense of wrongness into words…
"That was harsh. Sorry. But you need to understand how I feel too, Juwon. Your body already isn't in great shape — I just don't want to watch it get worse, so I'm asking you to stay put. That's all."
"Yeah. I get what you mean."
"You get it? Then delete that thing on your phone."
"What."
"The job-hunting app you installed behind my back."
"Later, when we get home…"
"Right now!"
"……You are such a pain in the ass."
I picked up my phone with my right hand and deleted it right in front of her. Whatever had her scowling melted away the moment she saw it go.
"There, that's better♡ Since we're eating something delicious, stop thinking about work and just enjoy yourself♡ Aahn~♡"
"Aaaahn… ahm…"
"I'm grateful you want to do things for me, but you really don't have to… I told you the same thing last time… seriously, you always go and make me worry over nothing… hihihih♡"
Food pushed into my mouth like she was sealing it shut, and while I chewed, she cupped both hands around my cheeks and nuzzled her face under my chin. Like a cat marking its territory, she left her scent on me, rubbed her cheek against my chest, then pulled away the moment my mouth was empty to feed me more food and drink.
"Here, aahn♡"
"I can—"
"Aahn♡ Aahn♡ Come ooon~♡"
"I have hands too—"
"If you don't eat right now, I'll get naked right here, get on my knees, and beg you to please eat it♡ If you want to watch me do that, go ahead♡ I love making a spectacle of myself♡ Climbing naked onto the table, spreading my legs, and throwing a dog-level tantrum would definitely be fun♡"
"Ah, for fuck's sake… fine, aahn~!"
"Aaaahn~♡ Heheh… too bad. I was kind of looking forward to it."
I know you'd actually do it, that's why I couldn't keep my damn mouth shut…
Under an affection offensive so over-the-top I didn't know whether to be happy or cry, I ended up finishing the entire meal without lifting a single finger. From the middle of dinner onward, the stares from the surrounding tables started stinging — and that wasn't my imagination. My dear girlfriend stayed glued to my side, never once stopping the cheek-nuzzling, and under the table her hand kept petting my crotch every time I took a bite, whispering:
"Yes, good boy♡ Such a good boy♡ Nnh, eat more♡ More more more♡ More~♡"
Stroke stroke♡ Stroke stroke stroke♡
"This is tasty too♡ Good job♡ Our Juwon eats so well♡ Hehehe♡ Eat more so you'll have energy for today♡ Nnh♡ Aahn~♡"
Stroke stroke stroke♡ Stroke♡
"Your throat's dry too♡ Here, gulp gulp gulp♡ Gulp gulp~♡ Nnh, it's getting bigger♡ Eating gives you energy, huh♡ Hehe, you look so happy♡"
Stroke stroke stroke──scritch scritch scritch scritch scritch♡
The meal fed my appetite; Harin's petting fed my lust. Claiming the angle was hidden from everyone else, she scraped her index finger over the head of my cock while the feeding continued, and by the end I'd been rubbed against so much that I smelled more like Harin than like meat.
After that strangely charged meal ended, of course, the offensive didn't stop.
"Churulup… chup… uuung… chup♡ Chup♡ Nnh, uu, nnnnngh, meat smell♡ Nnh♡ Here, there's some stuck♡ Ung♡ Nope, don't close your lips — keep them open♡ I'll get it off for you♡"
The second I reached for a toothpick on the table, her tongue crawled in and rode along my gums, peeling away the grime.
"Auw, abum, uuuuungh~♡ Here, it's stuck pretty thick♡ Hold on, maaahn~♡ Juuuuuup~♡ Juuuuuuup~♡ Jeut♡ Ju♡ Tsrurp♡"
The stares burned. It hurt.
"Tsubuuuuh♡ Ubheuuuuuung♡ Nnh♡ Uu♡ Uu♡ Tsup♡ Tsup♡ Tsububup♡ Nnh, so good♡ So much sweetness coming out♡ Nnh♡ The side where your wisdom tooth was, tongue goes in there too♡ Ut♡ Tsrurulup♡"
And still, her tongue felt so good I slipped into a daze while she sucked every last bit of residual sweetness from the drinks right out of my mouth.
"Beup, ut♡ Ep♡ Ep♡ Ep♡ Ebe♡ Nnh, chuhuuuuh♡ Eup, eh… nngh… that should do it… uhee… open your mouth. I'll check if anything's left."
"Aaaaaah……"
"…Nnh, nngh? Nothing. All clean."
"Yeah… I bet…"
In the end, even the drool that spilled from the kiss got wiped away by Harin's hand before I finally managed to stand up from the table.
I had no idea how people looked at a dumb couple who'd suddenly started making out mid-meal, but Harin paid those stares zero attention. She pulled out her own wallet, paid the bill, and kept doing whatever she wanted.
"Once we settle up, let's go to a hotel~! And then punish me hard for being so bad today~♡"
Then she shoved that childbearing-type ass of hers backward and ground it against my crotch.
"Love hotel♡ Sex♡ Fucking♡ Bareback creampie♡ Bang bang bang~♡"
"Ah, fuck… keep your voice down…!!"
"…Heheheh♡"
The staff member at the register wordlessly handed over the card, but the look they gave us on the way out held a whole cocktail of emotions.
Harin got to have her fun. I got to be mortified.
I was so embarrassed I could barely stand to exist…