Chapter 101
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 101
Chapter Title: Breast Milk
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Yujeong could barely stand, her legs wobbling like she might collapse any second.
"Ahk. Aaaang."
She was overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, looking like she might burst into tears at any moment.
A face I'd seen somewhere before.
'Right.'
It was the same expression Ayoung had when she'd held back for so long and then squirted like crazy after I finally made her cum.
That meant the climax from squeezing out that white breast milk just now had been way more intense than usual.
White milk dripped from the tip of her fully erect pink nipples.
"Haa. Haa. Aang."
Yujeong was flustered by the white liquid coming from her own breasts, but her waist and hips kept trembling in the afterglow of her orgasm.
Worried she might slump down, I wrapped my arms around her waist and said,
"What... came out?"
Instead of answering, Yujeong shuddered violently.
"Aang♡"
Pussy juice mixed with semen sprayed out from the gap where we were joined.
I slowly moved my hips.
The thick shaft slid deep inside her.
"Hauk!"
Yujeong snapped her head back up.
At the same time, another gush of semen-mixed pussy juice sprayed out—buwak!
"Auk. Aang. Aa."
She was practically incoherent, on the verge of collapsing.
Her legs were pressed together between her thighs, barely holding her up.
I slowly pulled my cock out.
A thick glob of semen poured out.
"Auk. Aaaang. Aaaa."
Yujeong's voice trembled.
Her body convulsed as clear fluid started squirting from between her legs—chiiiiiik!
To make sure she didn't hurt herself, I gently helped her kneel on the floor and lean forward.
"Haa. Haaang."
On her knees, she kept squirting while grabbing one breast and circling the nipple with her fingers.
'Ah. No way.'
I hugged Yujeong from behind as she lay there, lifting her upper body.
Then I lightly grasped one of her breasts.
"Not all squeezed out, huh?"
"Haa. Haa."
Yujeong was lost in pleasure, staring blankly at the ceiling.
I gently squeezed her breast.
White milk spurted from the lusciously erect nipple.
Chiiiiiik—
"...!"
Instead of moaning, Yujeong's eyes widened and her mouth gaped open.
Her eyes rolled back halfway.
Her hips shuddered once, and another powerful spray of pussy juice burst from between her legs.
At the same time, only the whites of her eyes showed.
"Euk."
"Yujeong!"
I caught her as she toppled sideways.
She'd passed out.
*
30 minutes later.
Living room sofa.
Yujeong's eyelids fluttered.
I turned off the TV I'd been watching and stroked her stomach under the blanket.
"Yujeong. You awake?"
"Eum..."
She looked around.
"Where... am I?"
I chuckled and pulled the blanket up to her neck.
"You okay?"
She blinked a few times, then murmured while staring at the ceiling.
"I kinda remember something coming out of my breasts that shouldn't have..."
I lightly kissed her forehead.
"Looks like you got a change like the other girls. But just in case, let's go to the OB-GYN tomorrow."
"...Yeah."
She pulled the blanket down to her chest and looked at it.
Her slender fingers grabbed one breast and squeezed lightly. White liquid beaded at the tip of her pink nipple.
"Eua. Fuck. It's really coming out."
"Whoa there."
I leaned in and sucked it up.
"Eak. Hey. Why are you eating that? What the—it's coming out again."
"Squeeze it properly. I'll drink it all."
I said that, then latched onto her nipple and sucked—chup chup.
Gulp gulp.
"Heu..."
Yujeong felt weird about it but squeezed hard to empty it out.
A moment later.
No more breast milk flavor, so I released the nipple and lifted my head.
Yujeong squeezed a few more times, but nothing came out.
I nodded.
"Guess that's all."
"This is insane."
Yujeong grabbed the other breast.
"Huh?"
But no milk came from that nipple.
"Ahem."
I cleared my throat and averted my eyes.
"I got bored and drank that side while you were out."
Yujeong smacked me.
"You're crazy."
I grinned, and she squeezed her eyes shut with a sigh.
"No fair. Theirs just get bigger like Sujin or Ayoung. Why do I get milk?"
I pulled the blanket back over her chest.
"Since it only comes out in a certain amount, probably triggered by creampie."
"Fuck. No way."
"Or maybe not. Could be periodic from now on."
"Aaaak."
She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head, denying reality.
"The first one's probably better, right?"
"I hate both..."
I stroked her lower belly.
"But what if you really are pregnant?"
Yujeong let out a hollow laugh.
"As if? Breast milk usually doesn't come until at least four months, even if you're fast."
"Hm... You know a lot."
"And... damn. Never mind."
"What?"
"Nothing. You don't need to know."
Yujeong smacked her lips.
I nodded.
"True. You came so hard from the milking, though. Definitely not pregnancy."
Yujeong sighed.
"Haa, yeah. So not pregnant."
"What'd it feel like? Different from squirting down there?"
At my question, she stared at the ceiling.
"Eum... Like it shoots straight from my breasts to my brain—damn. You don't need to know."
She snuggled into my arms under the blanket.
I kneaded her ass.
Yujeong whispered softly.
"How many times did you do it with Ayoung earlier?"
"Uh... Once?"
"For real?"
"For real."
Yujeong reached under the blanket, grabbed my crotch, and shook it lightly.
"Then you can cum more, right?"
"...Wanna go again?"
Yujeong blushed and said,
"Gotta figure out when the milk comes out. If it happens after another creampie, your theory's right."
I hugged her tight under the blanket.
"If you want my cum, guess what I wanna hear right now."
Yujeong rubbed her face against my chest, acting cute.
"Euung~"
Driving me crazy.
Choi Yujeong. Was she always this personality?
Yujeong glanced up, met my eyes, then looked down.
She snuggled back in and whispered,
"I love you."
I stroked her back.
"Not that. The words I wanna hear."
"Eh?"
Yujeong jerked her head up.
She pouted and muttered,
"...Then what?"
Holding her, I rolled over to get on top.
"I'll make you say those words yourself later."
Yujeong glared at me.
"What weird thing are you gonna make me do now?"
I kissed her.
She closed her eyes, smiled, and accepted my lips.
*
I creampied Yujeong again, and the same amount of breast milk came out.
This confirmed the theory: "Creampie = breast milk."
What happens with oral or on-body would have to wait since Yujeong was exhausted.
That day, I'd done it twice with Ayoung and twice with Yujeong, so I figured I should do Sujin twice as well to even it out.
But against my expectations, Sujin didn't come up to the fourth floor that evening.
'Weird. It's almost 9.'
No texts either.
It'd been three days since Jeju—no action—and still no word from her.
'Something wrong?'
She couldn't hold out that easily.
Especially Kim Sujin, who loved my cock so much—she had to be in heat by now.
I thought about texting her first but stopped.
'I did it four times today.'
Did I really need to reach out first again?
Sure, Sujin had her own appeal, and if I had to choose between wanting to or not, definitely yes.
'But texting first to do it?'
Still, I felt like, "Do I have to?"
Lying blankly on the bed, I suddenly sat up.
'This is too weird.'
This quiet?
Starting to get worried.
Something happen? Or did she find a way to handle it herself?
I picked up my phone.
Ah, fuck. At this point, texting Sujin first feels like losing.
Text Yujeong instead?
'Wait.'
I stopped my fingers.
What if they found out we're dating?
Maybe Kim Sujin and Lee Ayoung were with Yujeong, checking her phone?
But then they wouldn't be this quiet.
They'd have come charging up.
'Right. They don't know. She's safe.'
Okay, do this.
I texted Yujeong.
[Me] Yujeong whatcha doing
[Me] Wanna game?
This way, I could tell if she's with them.
'If not, we game.'
The 1 vanished immediately—a reply.
[Jeong-i♥] Can't rn ㅠ
Huh.
What?
Something up?
Another text from Yujeong right away.
[Jeong-i♥] Sujin was leaving work and ran into Ji-eunbit at the cafe
I bolted up in bed.
Stared through the screen.
'Ran into Ji-eunbit?'
It clearly said Ji-eunbit.
Kkakdok.
[Jeong-i♥] Guessing they're talking at the cafe
[Jeong-i♥] Too much to text, but anyway Ayoung and I are heading there now
'Ji-eunbit.'
Six years of middle and high school.
The person I loved most,
who despised me the most.
'Should I... go too?'
I wondered if she was still as pretty as ever.