People Are Coming — You Okay With That?
I just pulled the car over onto the shoulder of the road.
“Hahp, schlp… chuuup, schlp, hooop, haa-uup, haaah… hahp, chuuup, schlp, hooo-uup…!”
…And inside it.
An Jihye, sitting in the passenger seat, was sucking my cock while I sat behind the wheel.
And me?
I was freely groping the breast that filled my entire hand of this girl who was working so hard on my cock…
Squeeze…!
“Haa-uuuup…!”
…and deliberately getting in the way of her movements.
The situation was pretty layered.
Jihye wanted to get me off as fast as possible so she could be free again, which was why she was sucking so diligently. But the second my cock entered her mouth, she got wildly turned on. On top of that, I was kneading her tits and stoking that arousal even higher.
So of course—
“Haaaah… ha, fuck… haaaaaah….”
—Jihye, overwhelmed by the intensity, had to pull my cock out of her mouth for a moment just to catch her breath.
She must have figured it out on pure instinct… that the moment a cock went into her mouth, her body went weird.
But even so…
Thrust—!
“Hooo-uuubuuup!!”
“Aren’t you going home?”
“Hiiip…!”
Jihye had no real way to resist. She couldn’t exactly tell anyone that putting a cock in her mouth made her horny. And she especially couldn’t say it to the guy whose cock she was currently sucking so hard.
Because that would feel like admitting she was getting off because of me.
“Haaaah… hahp! Schlp, chuuup, schlurp, hahp, hooop, hoo-uuuup, hahp, chuuuup…!”
Right now, the important thing was that to Jihye I was an irritating piece of shit, full stop. And she was getting turned on while sucking that piece of shit’s cock?
The situation was already fucked enough. Adding that little spoonful of misery on top only made it worse.
So Jihye had no choice but to quietly keep sucking my cock…
Squeeze…!
“Haaa-uuuup…!”
…and submit to my rough hands.
I propped my left elbow on the window frame, rested my head against that hand, and watched Jihye’s face as she sucked my cock with that twisted heart and twisted gaze of hers.
…Fuck, she really was pretty as hell. No—she was a bitch who got me hard as hell.
Those catlike eyes that still glared at me like she wanted me dead even in a situation like this. That short wavy bob that swayed every time she moved her head. And thanks to our positions, her slender body was on full display.
…Damn. Looking at her again, she really was something else.
The tits I’d been kneading the whole time… they were inevitably smaller than Chu Yeonju’s, but definitely bigger than Park Eunseo’s. When I brushed her stomach, it was firm—she clearly worked out, and I could almost feel the suggestion of abs. And above all, those wide hips cinched tight by the H-line skirt of her women’s suit.
Given the position we were in, it was a little disappointing I couldn’t get my hands on those long, toned thighs she’d built from exercise…
Squeeze…!
But I could still reach that firm ass just fine.
I grabbed it. Kneaded it. Pinched it. And every time I did, I interrupted Jihye’s work on my cock—which meant it was going to take a long time before I came.
The reason I was dragging this out as long as possible…
Squeeze hard…!
“Haaaah… hahp, haaaah… hoo-uuu, hoo-uu… hahp, schlurp, haaaah….”
…was that the longer Jihye kept my cock in her mouth, the more my cock would be the only thing left in her head.
After a few more rounds of this, she might start begging me to let her suck it just once—even without the “contract” between us.
And besides that…
Squeeze…!
“Haa-euuup…!”
Honestly?
Jihye’s tits and ass felt incredible in my hands. Watching her face twitch every time I groped her chest or ass, watching that body of hers that got me so hard—it was a great view. And setting everything else aside, I just wanted to keep staring at the unbelievable sight of An Jihye sucking my cock for as long as I could.
All I was doing was grabbing, kneading, and pinching because I felt like it.
“Haa-euuup…! Hahp, schlurp, chuuup…! Hahp, haaaah-euuu…!!”
And Jihye was twitching on her own, flinching, breathing hard, eyes going unfocused as she enjoyed my hands.
…She was going to be kicking her blankets hard once she got home.
And then, if I…
Sliiiide—
“Haa-euuuuuup…!!”
…slipped my hand under the H-line skirt she was wearing and lightly stroked the panties that had gone past damp and were completely soaked through…
And then…
“Haaaah… fuck, what the hell are you…!”
“So you get turned on just from sucking, huh?”
“…….”
…if I held up the sticky juices clinging between my fingers right in front of her eyes and teased her with them…
And if that was absolute “proof” she could never deny when I said things like this:
“…Looking at it now, when you offered to suck me off last time, you just wanted to do it yourself, didn’t you?”
“What kind of insane bullshit…!”
“You saying no?”
“…….”
“You fell for my cock while sucking it last time, didn’t you?”
“Stop with the fucking nonsense…!”
“Be honest—even you can see it’s worth falling for, right? It’s huge, it’s long, it’s thick, and it cums a ton. And Jihye-ssi, you only saw it once so you wouldn’t know, but… did you know? I can go at least four rounds as a baseline.”
“…….”
Probably.
This was just my guess, but any other time she might have told me straight to my face to shut up with the retarded shit. But Jihye had gotten herself worked up into a frenzy while sucking my cock.
“What are you doing? Not sucking?”
“…Haa-uuuup—!”
In that moment, she might have found herself thinking she “wanted” this cock of mine—this thing that was so long, so thick, so long, that came so much, and could come over and over again.
That was instinct. And the moment you lost your reason and got “turned on,” that instinct took priority over everything else.
Just like…
Press—!
“Haa-euuung…!!”
…right now.
I slipped my hand back between her legs and pressed my finger down hard on the spot where her clit should be through those soaked panties. Jihye’s body shuddered with a jolt.
I brought the hand lightly coated in her juices back up.
“Hmm… Jihye-ssi, hold on a second.”
My tone was polite, but my actions were rough as I grabbed a fistful of her hair.
“Eu-hoo-euup!”
I pulled my cock out of her mouth, then shoved her head back down.
“You sucked so well last time I was looking forward to it, but today’s not great. I’ll teach you. First, lick the tip… and stroke the shaft with your left hand.”
I moved her mouth right up to the head. At the same time, I took the left wrist she’d been resting on my thigh and made her stroke my cock up and down.
This was definitely pretty effective at delaying the orgasm a little.
But also—
Jihye licking around the head while stroking my cock with her left hand was pretty stimulating in its own right.
Those murderous eyes of hers visible past my cock. Her tongue gently lapping at the base. That wet squelching sound coming from her left hand.
And whenever that started pushing me toward the edge again…
Press—!
“Heuk…!”
…I pressed down hard on Jihye’s clit and interrupted her mouthwork.
Then, with the hand still coated in her juices, I lightly pulled her head back…
Thrust—!
“Hoo-uuuup—!”
“And suck again. Just like before.”
…and shoved my cock back into her mouth, getting her “turned on” all over again.
I glanced at the clock… we’d already been at this for twenty minutes.
Jihye’s jaw had to be aching by now, and I was getting pretty frustrated myself after twenty minutes of not being able to cum and just doing this over and over. I figured it was finally time to finish, so I stopped touching her body and just…
“…Hmm, Jihye-ssi.”
“Hahp, chuuuup….”
…called her name. Her eyes asked what the hell kind of bullshit I was about to pull this time.
“I told you earlier, right? If you spill any of it here, it’s a disaster. So spit or don’t, I don’t care—just keep it in your mouth for now.”
“…Hihhal.”
She was trying to say “fuck,” but with my cock still in her mouth it came out as this oddly cute little sound that didn’t match her usual expression at all.
Which only made me smile even more like the piece of trash I was…
“…If you spill any, that contribution of yours I mentioned earlier is gone. So handle it well.”
“…….”
I forced a mouthful of cum on her.
And just to play the good guy for a second—
“Seal your lips tight.”
—I even gave her a little tip on how not to spill that massive load…
Thrust—!
Throb—! Throb—! Throooob—!!
“Uuuuuuum—!!”
“Haaah….”
…and while lightly pressing down on her head, I flooded her mouth completely full.
Jihye—
“Hooo, hoo-eup, hoo-euuu…!”
—didn’t want to waste the twenty minutes she’d spent being toyed with by my cock and my hands, so just like I’d told her, she sealed her lips tightly around my cock and stopped any of the cum from escaping.
But… there was a catch.
“U-geup…!”
I came so much.
Her mouth was completely full of my cum, and even then more of it kept dribbling out. If she parted her lips even a little, it would be a catastrophe. And if that catastrophe happened, her twenty minutes would vanish. But there was no more room left in her mouth.
So, inevitably…
“…Uu-eup!”
…she had to gulp and swallow my cum once.
Still. She wouldn’t want to swallow my cum the way Park Eunseo or Chu Yeonju did, so one swallow should have been enough to hold the rest of my load in her mouth.
So? What was she going to do with all that cum currently filling her mouth?
“…….”
More than rage, shame, or humiliation, pure fluster seemed to hit her first.
Jihye dropped that sharp look of hers for a moment and looked around frantically, searching for some kind of “container” to spit the cum into.
But of course there wasn’t one.
So she opened the passenger door, ready to spit it out onto the roadside…
“People are coming — you okay with that?”
“…….”
Jihye was so rattled she didn’t even check that simple little lie, and just kept holding my cum in her mouth.
But Jihye was smart. The address she’d put into my navigation wasn’t right in front of her house. So once we reached the destination, she’d still have to walk a bit to get home. And she’d pass people along the way—she couldn’t spit it out there either.
She realized the safe zone she’d set up for herself had just turned into a trap.
And in the end, she understood she only had two options left.
Hold it until she got inside her house… or…
“…Euup, uu-euuek…!”
…even if it made her gag, just swallow the rest.
“You fucking bastard…!”
“Let’s go. Buckle up.”
“…….”
A beat late, Jihye glared at me with eyes full of shame, rage, and humiliation. And because those feelings had hit her a beat late, the intensity was pretty strong—tears even welled up in her eyes, something you almost never saw from her.
I didn’t care either way.
We still had to get to her place, so she had no choice but to follow my words and buckle her seatbelt. Messing with her any more on the way… felt like it might actually be dangerous, so I just drove quietly the rest of the way to the destination.
About ten minutes later, we arrived.
“…Son of a bitch.”
Jihye swore at me, and for some reason it put me in a great mood.
She was already grabbing her bag and trying to get out in a hurry, so I called her one more time.
“Ah, Jihye-ssi.”
“…….”
She clearly didn’t even want to answer. But I was the one holding the leash, so she ground her teeth and waited for whatever I was going to say.
“Good work. I’ll keep my promise… so you can look forward to it.”
“…….”
And the moment I finished speaking—
Slam—!
—she slammed the car door shut with a furious motion and ran off.