29. It's tastier than I thought...?
29. It's tastier than I thought...?
...What is this?
The muscle pig Riosk felt something was off. Up until yesterday, the blonde Irina's skill level had been predictable. So why did she seem so different after just one day?
Of course, he had won this time as well, maintaining his 4-0 record, but it had been much tougher than before. A bit of luck had played a part, too.
Talent is talent, indeed.
After the appearance of the genius who defied imagination, Kal Jale, this was the moment Irina had truly approached Riosk, who had been training with his eyes set only on him. He had thought his talent at least surpassed hers, but it seemed that wasn't everything.
Still, it was a level he could handle for now. Of course, he didn't know when he might suddenly be overtaken, but Riosk wasn't just sitting around doing nothing, either.
"Still, we're better than the Escort unit."
Nilla, one of Riosk's cronies, said with that signature grin of his, looking confident. Since the Escort unit and the Combat unit had traditionally formed a rivalry and engaged in a war of nerves for a long time, Riosk's victory was bound to be incredibly valuable to them. Naturally, one could see that the Escort unit's morale was noticeably crushed compared to before.
"At this rate, we can really knock those bastards down a peg. ...I've been sick of them running their mouths without knowing their place for a while now."
"Riosk and Irina as rivals? I couldn't believe it when I heard that."
"They haven't seen a real genius."
The cronies were high-spirited, as if Riosk's victory were their own. Of course, the muscle pig didn't boast. Because above him was the overwhelming genius, Kal Jale.
"Drop the word 'genius'."
At Riosk's heavy voice, the cronies looked at each other, wary. They knew that since the appearance of Kal Jale, he had become extremely sensitive to the word 'genius'.
Anyway, Riosk studied and studied how to land even a single hit, replaying his battle with Kal, the genius among geniuses, in his head every time.
...But, the next day, a problem arose. A very big problem, at that.
4 wins, 1 loss.
Riosk had lost to Irina for the first time.
· · ·
"You're truly amazing, Irina-ssi!"
"I knew you could do it."
As soon as she arrived at work, Irina felt ecstasy amidst the countless congratulations and cheers pouring in from her peers.
"I finally knew how to fight. His fighting style was so unique that I had been struggling all this time. ...Still, I shouldn't let my guard down. I need to focus to get back to 4 wins."
"As expected."
"A genius is just different, isn't it."
Worship.
Respect.
Adoration.
Envy.
Irina felt alive in all of that. And even a thrill of pleasure.
...Yes, this is it.
How much she had missed this.
Just one win. But it was so precious to her. It was the spark of a comeback.
Kal's skills were certainly amazing. Of course, she got hit a lot and "died" a lot, but his teaching was definitely effective. Especially his method for dealing with Riosk was excellence itself.
- The opponent is taller than you. So, target the lower body. Of course, he won't be unaware of that, so you have to practice like hell.
So she kept practicing surprise attacks on his legs. If she failed, she got hit and died right there.
Naturally, she got so heated later on that curses just popped out of her mouth. How could she not be angry when he beat her to death every time she made even the slightest mistake? ...Would it kill him to go a little easy on her?
Anyway, Irina realized that the lower-body attack was definitely effective when she had 4 losses. Of course, she was still a bit clumsy then and ended up losing, but yesterday, having become more skilled, it was different. That was how she managed to get 1 win. ...Actually, it's true that a bit of luck played a part.
In fact, the idea of attacking the lower body wasn't particularly difficult, but the training was the problem. Honestly, it would have been impossible to improve so quickly if someone with Kal's level of skill hadn't been right beside her, teaching her intensively. Add her own outstanding talent to that, and a technique was completed in the blink of an eye. ...Of course, there were two days of blood-sweating effort in between.
Her heart, swollen with victory, grew anxious again at the text from Kal on her phone.
- Come to my room after work.
The reason was obvious. She got the win she wanted, so now she had to pay the price.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Irina's stiff expression, Ralph asked with a greasy smile.
"...No, nothing."
He already knew she wasn't very good at managing her expressions. Perhaps there was some problem, but he couldn't exactly pry into it when she said it was nothing.
...Of course, he couldn't have imagined that the noble Irina-ssi he admired was going to suck off a weirdo bastard.
· · ·
In the evening, well past work hours, Kal returned to his room, cracked open a can of cold beer with a chik, and waited for Irina, sitting leisurely on the sofa while sipping it.
Before long, he heard someone knock on the door. The fact that she didn't bother to ring the doorbell meant she hoped this relationship wouldn't be discovered by others.
Kal got up with an eut-sya and opened the door. There stood the blonde beauty Irina, still in the same outfit she'd worn to work.
"Oh my, Irina-ssi. What brings you to this humble abode?"
She glared at him sharply before quickly stepping inside and slamming the door shut, just in case anyone was watching. He caught the faint scent of perfume on her.
Look at her, complaining about it but still wearing perfume.
Kal chuckled deviously. Irina found that laugh very annoying, but she didn't bother to make an issue of it. That kind of laugh was something that came out of him whenever he was bored anyway.
"Then, shall we see how well our pretty one sucks cock?"
He sat on the sofa with a thud and tapped his thigh lightly with his palm.
"Hurry up. ...Don't tell me you're backing out now that you're here? Our noble Irina-ssi wouldn't go back on her word, right?"
"...Don't worry. I keep my promises."
"Right, of course. A lowly person like me doubting a noble pretty one. What a bad cock, isn't it?"
Irina ignored whatever Kal was babbling about. ...The truth was, her mind was going blank from the pressure of having to suck a man's penis.
Still, he really was handsome.
If Kal had been an ugly guy, she wouldn't have come here in the first place. His personality was shitty, but he was so handsome that it was somewhat offset.
"Come on, do it, Irina-ssi. I'm a busy man, you know. I have an appointment with Alisa, too."
Irina approached Kal hesitantly. A devious smile was plastered on his face as he sat perched on the sofa, legs spread wide in an indecent manner.
"Come on, sit there and take your cock out."
This proud blonde woman eventually knelt between Kal's legs and took her place.
"Ah, hurry up."
At Kal's urging, Irina slowly pulled down the zipper of his pants with a deu-reu-reuk. And then, his cock popped right out. ...It seemed he wasn't wearing any underwear inside, either.
...Ah....
Irina was momentarily overwhelmed by its immense presence. She never imagined a man's penis could be this big. She had heard there were occasionally big men, but wasn't this crossing the line?
"How is my lovely little guy? Surprised? I was dying to show you off."
It was comically contrasting to see a dark red cock with thick veins popping out on top of his truly small face and flawless white skin. It was doubtful if even half of this cock could fit inside those small, pretty lips.
"Our smart Irina-ssi, you don't not know how to suck cock, do you? ...Is it your first time?"
"...Why would I suck this dirty thing? I'm only doing it because I have no choice."
Her reaction was a bit different from Alisa's. That nerd girl had made a fuss about having done it before, but the blonde girl was making a fuss about how she wouldn't do such a thing.
"Then it's an honor for your family. Getting to receive cock service from the great Irina-ssi."
Hmph.
Irina scoffed and leaned in closer to the cock. Then, she tucked her flowing blonde hair behind her ears and slowly brought her face to it.
The scent of a strong male.
Strangely, she didn't hate this scent. It was a feeling that was strangely stimulating. It made her crotch and toes tingle.
"You have to make it stand up first, come on."
At the command to make it stand, Irina hesitated for a moment. Then, Kal grabbed his limp cock shaft with his hand and tapped Irina's cheek with it.
"You have to kiss it lovingly. Learn if you don't know."
"...Kiss it? This?!"
"You're putting it in your mouth anyway, so kissing is obviously part of foreplay. I told you to learn if you don't know! Have I ever taught you anything wrong, huh?"
Irina stared at Kal for a long time, grimacing, before finally pursing her lips and giving the glans a jjok kiss.
"On the hole too."
"It's dirty here."
"You're going to suck it all anyway? ...Why is our Irina-ssi so talkative today? Huh? Didn't you say you'd suck it if you got 1 win? Are you going to end it with 1 win? You said you were going to turn it around. You said you really wanted to beat that muscle pig Riosk bastard."
The blonde girl looked like she wanted to die from how much she hated it, but she had no choice. His help was definitely highly effective, after all.
Seeing that, a satisfied laugh leaked out of Kal's mouth.
In the end, Irina even kissed the opening of Kal's urethra. It was a dirty hole where urine came out, but what could she do? He was making such a fuss about her needing to use foreplay.
"Now use your tongue, too."
The blonde girl eventually resigned herself. She was in a position where she had to do whatever Kal told her to anyway. And she had promised to do so.
She stuck out her tongue for the first time to taste the man's cock. Contrary to its creepy and repulsive appearance, the taste wasn't actually that bad. A salty, meaty flavor. As someone who usually liked salty things, the cock suited her palate better than she thought.
...What, am I a pervert?
Irina used her tongue to lick every part, starting from the cock's hole, to the glans, the space behind the glans, and the shaft, meticulously. Strangely, the taste was slightly different for each part.
"You have talent."
Perhaps because she had a talent for using her body, the act of sucking cock was also something extraordinary.
If Alisa felt like someone who was clumsy but trying hard, Irina felt like someone who figured it out quickly and was doing it well.
Thanks to the blonde girl's efforts, Kal's cock eventually stood up straight. Seeing it become even bigger and harder than before, she even felt a little scared.
"Take your top off, too."
"...Why my chest? That wasn't part of the conditions."
"It's natural to touch a woman's breasts when you're making her suck cock. I'm not asking you to take your pussy out, am I? I'd love to strip you naked and make you suck it, but I'm holding back."
It was hard for Irina to tell if Kal was telling the truth or not. She stared intently at his face to check his intentions, but she couldn't figure anything out from his leering, grinning expression.
"Hurry."
The blonde girl eventually brought her hand to the buttons of her uniform top. Even then, she didn't stop checking his face until the very end.
One, two....
Having undone all the buttons, she took off her outer coat first, then her shirt, leaving only her bra. The bra was white, just like her skin.
Finally, after taking off the last remaining bra, she exposed her voluptuous breasts to him.
"Your areola is bigger than I thought, huh? Sexy, I mean."
Her light pink areolas were a bit larger than average. The nipples dangling on top were standing stiffly, perhaps nervous from suddenly breathing the outside air.
As they both shed a layer, the atmosphere heated up even more. Irina focused on Kal's cock again.
She, who had been licking the cock meticulously, glanced at him once before slowly opening her mouth and taking a mouthful of it. Without being told, the tongue inside her mouth wrapped around the cock like a snake. As if savoring the taste.
...This bitch, she really has talent, holy shit.
Kal, who had been through countless women, got the premonition that if Irina was raised well, she could become a real powerhouse. Who would have known that this proud braggart would have such talent?
"You're really good. You'll be loved later, won't you?"
At the sincere compliment, Irina felt a bit strange, too. It was hard to say if this was good, or if it was bad....
She soon put aside her distracting thoughts and focused on sucking the cock again.
The taste of the cock was really quite good, better than she thought. To the point where she wondered if this was normal. It was slippery, yet the salty liquid suited her palate perfectly, so she couldn't help but be dumbfounded herself.
Irina sucked the cock passionately, like she was sucking on a popsicle (jjyu-jjyu-ba). She hadn't even been told to do it like that.... Of course, it was right to do it with such sincerity and effort, but it was hard to explain the behavior of a woman who had been frowning and showing clear signs of disgust just a moment ago.
Kal reached his right arm down under his crotch and gently grabbed Irina's breasts.
Uup-.
The blonde girl's breasts, soft yet elastic, were fun to touch. He scratched the bumpy, erect areolas with his thumb tips, then pinched the nipples between his fingers and rubbed them lightly.
Ha-u-uup-.
As he twisted the hard nipples slightly, Irina's hot breath hit the cock directly. And she sucked the cock again, omul-omul, swallowing the cock-juice down her throat.
In an atmosphere that was soon filled only with the hot breathing of the two men and women, with words having disappeared, she felt even more intoxicated.
She felt a strange stimulation from doing something so secret. That low-class, lewd underside that those who looked up to her and revered her didn't know about.
Jjyu-reu-rup, jja-uup, ha-ryu-reu-up-.
Simply by sucking the cock and having her nipples touched, she felt a physical pleasure that was better than any mental ecstasy.
The blonde girl repeated the process of swallowing the cock deep and sucking it up until her cheeks were hollow several times. The sticky mixture of saliva she couldn't swallow and the cock-juice dripped down the shaft, soaking his testicles. That lewd cock-juice, bubbling with foam, leaked out of her mouth again and again with a ppu-jeuk-ppu-jeuk sound.
Heo-u-eup, ha-u-eup, chyu-reu-eup, chyu-a-uup, ha-gu-eu-eup-.
Irina's once flawless white face was flushed bright red, and it was a mess with tears, snot, and saliva dripping down. Who would have dared to imagine that the noble and refined genius girl of the Escort unit would be sucking a weirdo bastard's cock and be left in such a messy, dirty state?
Kal relaxed the posture that had been uncomfortable from kneading her breasts and offered only his cock to her.
As if looking down at a woman performing cock service while sitting on a king's throne.
"I'm about to cum, so shake your head hard."
Her large, white eyes, which contrasted with her flushed face, looked at Kal for a moment. And then, as instructed, her head moved up and down even more vigorously.
Heo-euk, eo-euk, keo-eup, eo-eup, keo-eup, a-uk, eo-uk, eo-euk-.
Kal didn't hold back his ejaculation, touched by Irina's efforts. As soon as the white, cloudy liquid burst into her mouth, she reflexively swallowed it gulp by gulp. Still, she frowned deeply, as if this part didn't quite suit her taste.
With the cock service, which had been better than she thought, finished, Irina spat out the cock and gasped for air.
"You have to clean up the rest, too, right?"
When Kal said that, pointing with his finger at the cock covered in sticky liquid, Irina put the cock back in her mouth and sucked it up with a jjyu-u-uup.
"Suck up the semen left in the hole, too."
This time, as he instructed, she kept the glans slightly in her mouth and sucked up the residue left in the urethra with a jjyu-up-jjyu-up.
He had thought she would be much harder to handle than Alisa, but it was truly unexpected that she would perform such excellent cock service. Regardless of whether she was good or bad at sucking, it meant she had stimulated Kal immensely.
After the cock service was over, she wiped off the cock-juice that had dripped onto her chin, neck, and chest with her palm. As she woke up from her dazed state, a sudden wave of shame washed over her.
Ah....
Kal pointed to where the bathroom was and said she could wash up if she wanted to. However, she, having regained her sanity, had no time for washing or whatever. She immediately covered her exposed breasts, turned around, put her clothes back on, and scurried out of his room as if running away.
...What if he thinks I'm a cheap woman?
Irina inwardly berated herself for getting so absorbed in sucking cock.
...However, she had definitely experienced a new world.