Curiosity (4)
Ever since I searched for "that keyword"—the one I swore on my life I had no interest in—with my own two hands, I’ve been curled up like a dog. With the violent, lewd sounds blaring from my phone at volume one as my only company, I spent hours with my face buried in my pillow, panting.
"... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ..."
"... ... ... *huff* ... *ah* ... *ngh* ..."
I masturbated so hard I could hear my heart thumping right against my eardrum. "*Ah* ... *haah* ..."
...*Twitch*. I lifted the edge of my blanket, my tail standing stiffly upright, and my hips shivered and spasmed. Whenever I felt like I was finally calming down, I’d go right back to peeking at the... adult video, wiggling around.
"... ...! ... *Ugh* ... ..."
Watching the woman on the screen, lying obediently on the bed, getting pounded mercilessly—*thwack, thwack*—by a cock that looked similar to the one I’d seen at Yozora’s place, or perhaps even uglier, I started rubbing my clitoris again.
"...Cra... zy ... ..."
Face buried in the pillow, I climaxed again and again. "*Hngh*, *huff* ... *huff* ..."
Gasping for air, I peeked at the phone screen where moans even more lewd than my own were constantly spilling out, and I climaxed. *Phew, phew*—I used the pillow to forcibly stifle my noisy breathing, and I climaxed.
Just like that, face buried in the pillow, I borrowed... a little bit of imagination. ...Lying flat on my stomach, lifting only my hips. Thinking of someone, of someone’s... cock. Thinking of that sex where he pounded away until my lower abdomen rippled, thinking of the slick, viscous pre-cum smeared all over his cock that made me imagine just how good it must have felt, I climaxed. Until I was completely exhausted and sprawled out. Until my thighs, which had been lifted as best as they could, sank down to touch my calves. I went over the edge.
"... ... ... ..."
It was 6:30 AM when I finally pushed the blanket covering my body away with my tail and stumbled toward the shower, carrying the three layers of soaked towels I’d laid underneath me.
"...I'm in big trouble ... ..."
...Naturally, I hadn't slept a wink.
Yozora, whom I ran into on the way to school, wasn't much different from usual. She was cute and bubbly. The way she greeted me first was the same, and the way she stumbled slightly over difficult Korean words was just like the Yozora I knew.
"*Ugh* ... I think my waist is still a little sore ... ..."
"...Waist? Why? Did you sleep wrong?"
"That’s not it, it’s just because we had sex for so long yesterday ... the aftereffects ... ..."
"... ... ..."
"I should have told him to treat me before I went to Woojin’s ... ..."
That’s what I thought, at least until we finished crossing the crosswalk. Because a new topic of conversation had emerged between us, who had previously spent 90% of our time talking about manga. None other than... lewd talk.
When we met in front of the crosswalk, Yozora, who had been blushing and embarrassed about showing me such a strange side of herself while drunk yesterday, turned bright red for about 30 seconds before vanishing somewhere. What remained was a Yozora who had cast off her mask... or perhaps she hadn't been wearing one to begin with. In any case, a Yozora who truly, truly loves lewd things. ...And then,
"Hey. Su-a-chan."
"...Yeah?"
"That, you know, when I was asleep for a bit yesterday."
"... ... ..."
"How many times did you perform fellatio?"
"...I, I don't know. I didn't count."
"Once? Three times? Ten times?"
"Ho, how could I do it ten times... I’m not an animal ... ..."
"Then? Nine times?"
"...Once."
"Eh. Liar ... I thought you would have squeezed out at least four or five."
"... ... ..."
"And don't you know even if you don't count? *Pfft* ... ..."
Yozora was curious about how many things had happened between Seo Woojin and me in the living room yesterday. *Ugh* ... why is she so curious about that? Honestly, I don't think anything that big happened. I was just wiping off some juice... and I licked it a little. I sucked on it... and receiving his semen in my mouth once was the end of it. So, I only performed fellatio on him once without Yozora knowing.
...I’m too embarrassed to mention that I was sniffing him, but if you take that out, that’s all there was to it.
"Ah, and are you going to use what you learned yesterday right away today?"
"...Use it... what do you mean...?"
"The thing you have in your head right now. Boyfriend... you learned it to make a male friend, right?"
"...I’d die of embarrassment, how could I use a method like that. I just learned it just in case ... ..."
"...*Hmph*."
Mixed in among the crowd, we walked to school, whispering to each other. How was your first fellatio? How deep could you take it? Are you really not interested in sex? I can persuade Woojin, so if you're interested, just say so. ...You don't come across a cock like that easily. And so on. I think we talked about things like that. To be honest, I don't remember well. In fact, I was just walking around in a daze, half-asleep...
That dazed look continued until I arrived at the classroom. I was startled by a greeting I’d never heard in my 20 years of life, and it took me a long time to realize that the arrow of that voice wasn't aimed at me, but at Yozora, who was giggling beside me. *Haaah* ... at this rate, I won't even be able to listen to the lecture properly. Should I just lie down on the desk and sleep for a bit now?
...Ah, but if I lie on the desk, my... breasts wrapped in my school shirt will sag down, and it might look a bit unsightly to others...
"Su-a-chan. Su-a-chan."
"*Nng* ... why ... ..."
"Are you very sleepy? You look so exhausted this morning, even more than usual."
"...I couldn't sleep much yesterday ... ..."
"...Aha. That’s why."
As I pressed my palms against my eyes and agonized, Yozora glanced at me with her red eyes, as if she were thinking. Then, as if she’d realized something, she grinned mischievously and looked at my profile. ...I don't know why, but it feels slightly ominous. Is she going to shout "Boo!" to startle me... no, wait. That’s a hiccup cure.
"How about you lie down and sleep for a bit? Ah, that won't work. The boys are already looking at you with lewd eyes."
"...Ah, yeah ... ..."
As I opened my mouth slowly to answer, Yozora answered her own question first. Since we were thinking the same thing anyway, I shook my head and let out a small yawn.
"Or maybe a drink with lots of caffeine... hmm. I don't think that would help much either."
"... ... ..."
Same thing again. Watching Yozora talk to herself, I hugged the thick bag I’d brought with me tightly. Somehow, I just want to sleep like this...
"Ah. That’s right. You could go to the infirmary."
"*Nng* ...?"
...Huh?
"There’s a bed in the infirmary, right?"
"...That’s true...?"
"So, why don't you go sleep for about 30 minutes? Faking illness isn't exactly a huge crime."
"But, that’s..."
"Woojin isn't the type to be that rigid, is he? If you tell him you're just really tired today, I think he’d turn a blind eye at least once."
"... ... ..."
"I’ll make up an excuse for the teacher. I’ll say you have a cold and went to the infirmary for a bit."
"... ... ..."
Yozora’s pronunciation is really good today. That thought lasted only a moment. Wiping away the tears that had leaked out from yawning, I nodded obediently. ...I swear on heaven, I didn't have a single lewd thought.
The infirmary in the early morning was very quiet. *Knock, knock. Knock, knock. Knock, knock.* It was a natural result, given that there had been no response even after knocking three times.
"...Did he go to the bathroom for a second?"
I muttered to myself and sat down on the bed placed right next to the infirmary door. Since the door wasn't locked, he must have arrived at school... or rather, at work. It felt a bit rude to mess with that call bell or whatever it was for something like this, so instead, I pressed my hands into the mattress to suppress my urge to sleep.
...If I were actually sick, it would be one thing, but I’m just faking it. And it’s all because of sleep deprivation from masturbating all night.
"... ... ..."
If he’s a healing-type, could he somehow fix simple fatigue too? I pondered that sudden curiosity for a moment. Swallowing the yawn that was about to come out, I leaned my head against the bedpost intended for curtains and let out a sigh. I’d love to just say "to hell with it" and drift off to dreamland, but I can't act like a baby when I’m 20 years old. I shouldn't look like a spoiled, uneducated heiress who hasn't been socialized properly. Especially not in front of someone I think I’ve already gotten close to. Put effort into attracting new customers, but make sure existing ones aren't disappointed... blah, blah. I remember learning something like that. So, I need to maintain a likable image—someone who is more easygoing and kinder than they look...
... ... ... . . . . .
...Why is this scene appearing before my eyes again?
"...*Hoo*..."
"*Mmm-ngh* ... *slurp* ..."
Kneeling in front of the sofa in Yozora’s living room, I’m... taking Seo Woojin’s stiff cock into my mouth, which is soaked with saliva, and sucking on it diligently. Why is this scene appearing before my eyes again?
"...*Ngh* ... *phew* ..."
Taking the thick, pulsating cock into my mouth, I tighten my throat just as Seo Woojin taught me and suck on it hard. Then, Seo Woojin, showing a faint smile, starts to gently stroke my cheek with one hand. ...What is this again? Should I take it as him petting me because I did a good job? I’m sorry, but I’m not some dog-like girl who gets happy just from being petted...
...Ah, that’s right. You said you liked it when I licked you like this...
"*Puh-hap*, *buh-eh* ..."
I tried to take the cock as deep as possible, sucking on it mindlessly, but that only lasted a moment. After spitting out most of the cock, I bit down on Seo Woojin’s glans with my lips and diligently licked the frenulum with my tongue. ...Hurry up and cum. I want to take it in my mouth, spit it into my hands, and sniff it, so hurry up and cum. I tormented his cock until I could feel the twitching pulse in the hand that was making a ring shape and stroking the shaft—*slurp, slurp*.
"...*Ngh* ... *ngh* ..."
Every time hot semen poured into my mouth, where I had my tongue pressed against the bottom, I stroked his hard shaft even harder, as if telling him to work harder, as if telling him to cum more... as if telling him to dirty me even more. And Seo Woojin, for me, who served him so diligently...
"*Ah-buh* ..."
...He seems to treat me like a well-behaved pet. My cheeks, flushed hot and red, are being stroked even more carefully than before... as if he were my master. ...Ha. I haven't said a single word about you being my master yet. Go do this to Yozora, your pet. You idiot...
"...*Ngh-ep*, *bep* ... W, wait ... my ..."
"Get up. Don't think about sleeping here."
"W, what? Think about sleeping... w..."
"...What kind of dream were you having to keep moaning like that?"
Unlike when I was performing fellatio a moment ago, Seo Woojin was wearing his infirmary teacher’s gown. Seo Woojin, looking at me with a slightly pathetic expression. I stared at his face, blankly—there’s no other word to describe it—and muttered,
"...Ah, well, that..."
"..."
"...The dream... where I was performing... fellatio... on you..."
"..."
I muttered that with a brain so stupid I couldn't even properly recall the meaning of the word "dream." But there were a few things I could know with that stupid brain.
"...Eh..."
The fact that the *click* sound was the sound of the infirmary door locking. And, after a *clatter* sound, the fact that Seo Woojin’s real cock was thrust in front of my eyes.
"Is this why you came? To the infirmary?"
It was swollen and stiff, just like when he was pounding away at Yozora’s womb. The fact that if I licked that diligently, I could receive his semen again.
"...Yeah."
...The fact that the tail that had sprouted under my skirt was wagging, lifting my school skirt like a pet in front of its master. Even as stupid as I had become, this much I could know...
...*Ugh*, hey, don't pull my hair... ...*Ngh-up*, *phew* ... Don't touch my ears either... *slurp* ...