Exposed in the Classroom (1)
After parting ways with Ha-yeon and arriving at the classroom, I immediately sensed that the atmosphere was unusual. The classroom, which was always noisy and lively, was a bit quieter than usual. The reason was easy to spot. Ju-ran, sitting at the very back by the window, waved at me with an uncharacteristic cheerfulness. I didn't even have to worry about where to sit. The original owner of the seat next to Ju-ran was already sitting in my designated spot, welcoming me with an awkward smile. I silently walked over and sat down next to Ju-ran.
“I'm sorry about yesterday, Ha-woon.”
To be honest, I felt a bit guilty too. It felt like she had gone a little crazy because of the stupid wish I made on that Monkey's Paw. But I can't lose the upper hand. If I do, she'll devour me whole.
“Just don't do it again,” I replied, deliberately sounding blunt as I pulled out my phone.
“By the way...” Her voice made my hand freeze just as I was about to search for information on the Monkey's Paw. “Who was that girl you walked in with?”
Was this girl watching me from the window the entire time?! “She's my sister.” “I knew it. No wonder you two looked so alike. That's a relief.”
I couldn't believe she was keeping such a close eye on me. Leaving me in a state of unease, she continued. “Because if it had been some other bitch, I don't know what I would've done. And here I am, trying so hard to be a good girl for you, Ha-woon.”
A threat... “Are you... really sorry?” I asked, trying to sound calm while suppressing the cold, suffocating terror rising inside me.
“I was. Right up until I heard that you were alone in the Student Council Room with the President.” My mind went completely blank. The tightening fear completely paralyzed me, leaving me unable to even open my mouth.
“Didn't I tell you to watch out for that bitch?” Her face drew closer to mine. I couldn't tell why her cold expression was suddenly flushing red. “As I thought... the anxiety is killing me. You're far too careless, so I need to make it absolutely clear right now that you belong to me.”
Sensing danger, I tried to scoot my chair back, but her lips were faster. *Chup...* Right now? In here? With so many eyes watching us? Panicking and unable to fight the momentum, I began to fall backward, but she caught my head in her arms. *Crash!* Just like that, I was pinned beneath her on the floor.
“You shouldn't try to run. You almost got hurt, you know?” Above her flushed cheeks, her half-closed, sultry, burning eyes drew closer. “Mmph...” She captured my tightly closed lips. I tried to turn my head to call for help. “Please... someone... h-mmph...” But she grabbed my chin, forcing my mouth open, and slid her tongue inside. *Suck... slurp, chupp...*
Only a single day had passed, and this was only our second time, but her tongue-work had become unbelievably skilled. Like a fish swimming through water, like curtains fluttering in the wind, like a serpent wrapping around its prey, she devoured my lips and tongue.
My chest and stomach were completely crushed under her weight, and my arms, which tried to push her away, were pinned to the floor by her iron grip. All I could do was kick my legs uselessly in the empty space between her parted thighs.
“Mmph, n-mmph!” Even when I twisted my head to escape her lips, she instantly pursued and sealed them again. “Ha-woon... haah... *chup*, *slurp*... don't avoid me... *mwah*, *suck*... okay? Look at me. Turn your lips toward me, Ha-woon... *chup*...”
Someone, please help me... You would think the classroom would be in utter chaos, filled with screams and excitement, but there was only a low, tense murmur. Ah, of course. It's Kwon Ju-ran. I understood. If I were in their shoes, I would have pretended not to see anything either. My chances of ever having a normal school romance are officially dead...
With my mouth practically being eaten alive, I rolled my eyes to scan the surroundings. Everyone was watching this bizarre spectacle of me being forcibly kissed on the classroom floor in various states of shock. Some stared blankly, some whispered while stealing glances, and others froze with their hands covering their mouths. Among them, I saw someone pointing their phone camera at us.
No... No matter how terrifying the "Lion Queen" Kwon Ju-ran was, I was still a guy. Being pinned down and forced like this in public was beyond humiliating. Please... don't take a picture...
The student trying to take the photo tapped their phone, tilting their head in confusion. They showed their screen to the person next to them and said something, prompting that student to pull out their phone and aim their camera at me too. But they quickly lowered it as well, exchanging puzzled looks and whispering to each other.
Is this some crazy superpower...? A phone malfunction? Camera interference? I couldn't find an answer. Besides, that was as far as my rational thoughts could go. The soft, pillowy sensation pressing against my chest, the sweet breath filling my senses, and her sultry, wrapping tongue made my mind spin. My consciousness grew hazy, and just like yesterday, the strength began to drain from my entire body. Except, of course, for one specific spot.
“Puhah... Ha-woon... your cock got so big... it's poking my tummy... ♡” I could feel it too. It actually hurt. For the first time, I truly understood what people meant when they said their dick felt like it was going to burst.
“Chup, suck—♡ You... you can't hold back either, can you? You like me so much... you want to become one with me so badly that you got this hard, right?” She ground her lower belly against me, pressing down on my cock. “It hurts... Ju-ran, it hurts down there...” “Then I guess I'll have to calm it down for you.” Releasing her grip on my wrists, her hand slid straight down into my waistband.
“Ah-hn...!” “Haah... Ha-woon... your cock is twitching happily just from my touch... ♡” “A-Are you crazy? Everyone is watching...” “It's fine... let them watch. Everyone needs to know that we're dating anyway. We can't have other bitches eyeing what's mine, can we?”
Just as I was about to argue how insane it was to do this in the middle of the classroom, a saving grace echoed from the hallway. “Teacher's coming! Teacher!” Morning roll call was about to start. I had never been so glad to hear the school bell, which I usually found incredibly tedious. But thinking that this was the end of it, that I was safe, was a massive delusion on my part.
She pulled my completely limp body up and sat me in my chair. Then, she pulled out a leather belt, wrapped it around my lower abdomen, and strapped my torso—arms included—tightly to the backrest. “W-What the hell are you doing...” “I have no choice, do I? Since you keep trying to run away.”
Slide... Completely ignoring the teacher walking up to the podium, her hand began to stroke the inside of my thigh, creeping toward my crotch. “Hey... the teacher is right there...” “She won't catch us. It's fine.”
Her fingers, slowly creeping upward, stroked the taut fabric of my crotch from bottom to top. “Hng... d-don't...” I whispered quietly, desperately holding back a groan. “If you make a sound, you'll get caught.” From top to bottom. Then up and down again. Her fingers moved softly, never stopping. “It's not like... it'll do you any good... to get caught either...” “I don't mind.”
This crazy girl, is she saying she doesn't care because she has no plans for college? Even for someone like you, getting caught for sexual harassment can't be good, right? Should I just speak up? I'm the victim here!'Teacher! Ju-ran keeps touching my dick!' ... Aaaah! No way, no way, no way, no way! There's no way in hell I have the courage to say something so embarrassing in front of the entire class!
“Hng...” Being touched by a girl's hand... the stimulation is way too intense for a virgin. All the blood and energy in my body are concentrating in my cock, and the rest of my limbs won't even listen to me... “Ha-woon... I want to know more about you...” Her hand, moving upward, grabbed the zipper of my pants.
“N-No... Ju-ran, please... don't do this, Ju-ran...” My words didn't reach her. *Zzzzip—* The zipper slid down, and her hand pressed directly over the thin, defenseless fabric of my underwear. “Hngh!” More blood rushed to my already fully erect cock, making it throb so hard it was almost unbearable.
“It's throbbing so hard just from my touch... do you like it that much, Ha-woon?” “No... it's not... I don't like it at all. Zip it back up, please?” “There's no way, Ha-woon... your cock is burning hot... this is how you truly feel about me, isn't it?”
Any feelings I had would vanish at this rate. But if I spoke my mind, this crazy girl might decide she wants to get pregnant right here and now and ravish me on the spot. Losing my virginity in a public sex show? That was absolutely out of the question.
As she pulled open the fly of my pants, the taut waistband of my underwear, already soaked with pre-cum, popped out. “Hieek!” No! My underwear is exposed in a place like this! Instinctively, I tried to pull back. *Clatter...*
“Quiet over there.” The homeroom teacher's voice, clear as a ringing silver bell, directed toward us. She was a young female teacher who taught ethics and was taking charge of a class for the first time this year. When my chair rattled, she merely glanced over to give a warning, completely oblivious to the blatant sexual assault happening right in her classroom, and continued her speech. Naturally, I hadn't heard a single word she had been saying from the very beginning.
“See? You tried to avoid me and ended up getting scolded. Even though they didn't catch your cock looking like this!” With a sudden yank, she pulled down my underwear. Through the open fly of my pants, my most precious, private part—something that should never be shown to others—sprang out. “Ugh...” Goosebumps broke out all over my body from sheer humiliation.
“Haah... how is it that even your cock is so pretty, Ha-woon?” Pretty, my ass. It was pathetic, dripping pre-cum all over the place. Yet, Ju-ran showed interest even in that clear fluid. She swiped her finger over the tip of my penis to collect the pre-cum, then pressed her thumb and index finger together, pulling them apart to stretch it like a spiderweb, rubbing her fingers together to enjoy the texture. Then, she poked her tongue out slightly and tasted the fluid on her fingertips. As her finger pulled away from her tongue, a glistening thread of saliva and pre-cum stretched out between them.
“A-Are you a pervert?” I tried to make a timid protest out of sheer frustration. “Ha-woon... you have no idea how incredibly slutty you look right now, do you? When you say things like that with a face flushed red from embarrassment, it only makes me want to act like a real pervert ♡” She gently wrapped her hand around my cock.
“You don't have a single muscle anywhere else on your body, so you're so delicate and soft... yet your cock is this thick and rock-hard... Talk about an unexpected charm.” Through her whispers, the homeroom teacher's voice cut in. “Alright, let's begin class.” I had forgotten. Today was Wednesday. First period was Ethics, which meant the homeroom teacher who had walked in for roll call wouldn't leave and would proceed straight into the lesson. It was a schedule that everyone usually complained about, but right now, it was an absolute living hell for me.