Chapter 50
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: Threesome? (1)
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The Phoenix Tournament had wrapped up, and Korean Physical Education High School's baseball team was going through the usual reorganization. The third-years had mostly retired, and the coach was handing things off to his successor amid all the commotion.
What about me?
Obviously, I was alternating between sex and training, savoring my last break before turning pro. Two months remained until the wrap-up camp in November. More than enough time to indulge in both.
And right now...
“Eek!”
Footsteps echoed closer, and Hyun-ah's pussy walls clenched around my cock. It was something I felt every time, but her grip in these risky spots was worlds apart from the usual.
Thud thud. The footsteps faded away again.
“Thought we got busted.”
“Wasn't that what you wanted?”
“...W-what are you talking about?”
She already knew everything, but here she was spinning a lame lie... I knew she had that kind of kink, and she knew I knew. But if this shameless act was pure Hyun-ah, then it was peak Hyun-ah.
“Ngh.”
“Keep lying and I won't thrust anymore.”
“Hah! Ah!”
But Hyun-ah just let out moans without answering. Tch, no good.
I shifted from doggy-style, slipped my hands under her legs, and hoisted her up. She caught on quick, letting her body go limp in my grip for easy pounding. Naked as she was, she dangled in midair, held only by my arms and cock. Then I started walking.
“...W-what are you doing?”
Her pussy and my cock stayed locked together. From the front, anyone would see it plain as day. I carried her out onto the jogging track. Every step jabbed my glans against her cervix.
“Hng, what... ugh, are you doing?”
The track opened up, and her squeeze intensified.
“S-someone might see.”
“Let 'em watch, then.”
“Haaaang! Nooo!”
Her mouth screamed no, but her lower mouth begged for more, teasing my cock relentlessly. In the middle of the track, I bounced her up and down. She clamped a hand over her mouth, fighting to stay quiet.
“Mmph! Hng!”
But the pleasure was too intense to muffle completely! Right up until Rogers warned me someone was coming, I railed her like a dog, then retreated to safety. By then, Hyun-ah had passed out cold.
“This girl, out again. ...Hold up.”
Looking at her fainted form sparked an idea.
If she gripped like this just from the thrill of maybe being seen... what would it feel like if someone actually caught us? Hyun-ah's pussy was already squeezing like a fist around my cock—what insane tightness would she unleash for real? I had to find out.
*
“...So you want me to come in while you're having sex?”
“Yeah.”
I stroked Hye-jin noona's now noticeably swollen belly as I answered. Come to think of it, her breasts had gotten even bigger.
Swollen from pregnancy, they outdid Hyun-ah's, nipples a bit larger and firmer too.
“Haa, what am I gonna do with you. Maeng-ho, ngh, don't bite my tits...”
“Noona, what's coming out of your nipple?”
“Hng. It's prepping breast milk.”
“Sweet...”
The first taste of her milk was sugary sweet. Not that milk was the main point right now. It mattered, sure, but so did this.
“So you'll do it?”
“Fine. Just like you said. I come in while you're doing it, right?”
“Yeah.”
“But you gotta pound me harder after. Promise?”
I knew Hye-jin noona would say yes. Jo-eun wasn't ready for something like this yet.
“Promise.”
“Tch, you can go more today, right?”
“Of course!”
With that, I lay back on the bed. Hye-jin noona straddled me, lining her pussy entrance up with my glans. Woman-on-top was perfect for a pregnant lady! My kid was gonna love reuniting with Dad.
Oh, by the way, the ultrasound said it's a boy. Nickname's Homerun.
Hye-jin noona got positioned and eased down, swallowing my cock with a hip swirl. Ungh. When she bottomed out, it felt like I was kissing her cervix.
Homerun! This is where you came from! Nice to meet ya?
The joy of connecting with Homerun! That day, Hye-jin noona's skills broke me in under five minutes.
*
“So we're doing it here? You're insane?”
“Why? You love doing it outside.”
“Even so, how could we here...”
“It's fine. Coach isn't coming today. Students are in morning classes, and the baseball team kids are probably huddled in a classroom watching the draft.”
I'd led Hyun-ah to the coach's office. Key from Hye-jin noona. And right now, the coach was probably out cold from the special herbal sedative she'd spiked his health drink with. No one would show up.
...Except the secret guest I'd invited.
“Watch Won-ho on TV while we fuck in the coach's office? Sound fun?”
The coach's office—off-limits to students. Add the guy she used to crush on beaming from the screen. Could Hyun-ah handle that forbidden thrill?
“...M-might be kinda hot?”
Right on cue—she couldn't resist.
“When else you gonna fuck in here if not as a student?”
I unlocked the door, flipped on the TV. Perfect timing: the '2023 Rookie Draft' was kicking off, cameras panning over students and reporters.
“Oh, there's Won-ho.”
Won-ho appeared on screen, rocking the Silla Triggers uniform like the top pick he was. Other first-rounders in their team jerseys too.
Why wasn't I there? The club told me to sit it out for health reasons. I was fine, though—kinda weird they didn't call me up.
Whatever, it freed me up to bang in here.
“Haaang.”
Hand slipping into her gym clothes, Hyun-ah's pussy was already slick.
“Like it?”
“Ngh, n-not really! Only 'cause you begged.”
Pfft. Her words said one thing, but her trembling pussy screamed excitement.
“Okay. Locking the door first.”
“Wait! The door... gotta lock it?”
This crazy bitch... definitely not right in the head.
“Wanna ruin our lives? You know we're done if we get caught.”
“You said no one's coming.”
“Better safe.”
“...Fine.”
More thrill when the secret guest arrives, right? I hid my grin from Hyun-ah and locked up.
I sank onto the office sofa. Hyun-ah slipped between my spread legs, kneeling and looking up. Those fox-like eyes softened a bit.
“...What? Not undressing?”
“Just admiring your face. Pretty.”
“W-what? Hah, stop.”
She fanned her blushing face. Cute.
“Take off my pants, then.”
Her hands went for my waistband. I lifted my hips, and she yanked pants and underwear off in one smooth pro move, freeing my cock.
“Not fully hard yet?”
“So what're you gonna do?”
“...Get it hard.”
“Do it.”
At my command, she massaged my balls while her tongue lapped the glans. Wet warmth hit, and my half-chub stiffened right up.
“Slurp, lick.”
Her tongue toured from tip to vein, shaft, base—cock sloppy wet now. Then chomp! She engulfed it.
'Time to text Hye-jin noona.'
While Hyun-ah focused on my dick, I grabbed my phone and quick-texted her to come.
“Wha? Focush?”
Damn, how'd she spot the phone? I pocketed it, diving back into her blowjob. A few minutes in, she looked up with a sly smile.
“What?”
No answer—just deeper suction, tongue swirling. Her cheeks hollowed, intense suction surging through my cock. Instinctively, my hand went to her head.
Zing—she glared, but I ignored it, gripping and pumping.
“Glrk, ngh, hey, mmph!”
She tried talking, but my pace outran her mouth. She gave up words, focusing on tongue work. My glans battered her throat—roof of her mouth, then uvula.
Tears welled in her eyes as my ejaculation built.
“Hey! Cumming!”
Even dazed, she Pavlov'd at the word, ramping up suction. Spurt spurt—pleasure shot from my toes, flooding her mouth.
“Kehk, cough. Hey! Warn a girl?”
“Felt nostalgic, like our first time. Good, right?”
Her mouth, nose, eyes leaked fluids like back then. But no cum this time—she'd swallowed it all.
'Whoever trained her did a helluva job. Heh.'
“Tasty?”
“Like hell.”
“If it was, strip.”
Despite her words, she peeled off her gym clothes slow. Sports bra hugging her tits, gray panties soaked flat against her mound—irresistibly hot.
“Hey, hold up.”
“Yeah? What?”
She blinked wide, pausing mid-bra.
“Let's get me hard again. Lie down here.”
I dragged over a spare futon from the corner, laid her out.
“W-what're you doing?”
I knelt by her face, gathered her tits around my softening cock, sandwiching it between bra and flesh.
“Eww. Gross!”
Ass in her face, she recoiled hard.
“Washed clean. Suck it.”
Ever since Hye-jin noona rimmed me once, I was hooked. Sex without it felt like missing out.
“You really washed good?”
“I'm not trash enough to shove a dirty ass in your face.”
Ugh, she hesitated, then flicked her tongue to my hole. Meanwhile, soft tits and bra elastic squeezed my cock back to life.
She mashed harder to revive it quick. Tongue never stopped—wet heat and conquest vibe had me raging again.
“Ugh, you like this?”
“Want me to return the favor?”
“Pervert. Whatever, just fuck me already.”
“Clean enough?”
“Shut up!”
“Scared?”
“Am not!”
Tch, feisty. Fine, ass later.
“Missionary first?”
“...Whatever.”
Panties and bra off, she hooked legs over my thighs, wrapping around my waist. Hands out.
I aligned cock to pussy, clasped her hands. Pulled her in while thrusting deep.
“Mmph!”
Cock plowing wrinkles to cervix, she bit her lip against the bursting moan.
“Scream away. Soundproofed good here.”
Coach's office got tons of pro/uni visitors—solid insulation. No one around anyway. ...Except one.
“Ahaang! Haaang! Ngh!!!”
Freed, she wailed her pleasure. I sped up at her cries, tits bouncing wild.
Superhuman vision on her jiggling chest: nipples still inverted, not popped. Less thrill than outdoors, huh.
'Pussy grip looser than outside too.'
Then Won-ho's voice from the TV.
“Huh? Won-ho.”
“Hng?”
“Won-ho! I'm balls-deep in your crush! She's a total fucktoy!”
“Hng! Sorryyy! Won-hooo! I'm a slut like her!”
Grip tightened a bit. Still not enough for me. But watching her old flame's interview fired her up—louder moans now.
And...
Knock knock knock.
“Honey? Honey? You in there? Heard something.”
Hye-jin noona knocked right on cue.
“Hey? What the? You said no one!”
“Shh! No key—she'll leave soon. Ungh!”
Knock hit, pussy clenched harder than outdoors. Yes! Nailed it!
“Honey? Someone inside? Coming in?”
“What do we do?”
“Hide first.”
“Pull out! Hurry!”
“Won't come out!”
Could've, but who'd waste this squeeze? Feeling her living walls, I lifted her. Ducked behind the curtain.
“Mmph. Hic!”
Arms tight around my neck, tiny moans per step.
“Safe here!”
“Now what?”
“Shh. Just wait.”
Click. Key turned. Creak. Door opened.
“Honey?”