Chapter 2
Chapter 2
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 2
Chapter Title: Summoned to Her Room
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A week or so had passed since that incident.
I spent my time going through the usual school routine again.
Yi Ju-ha had said she'd contact me soon, so my heart pounded with dread...
I couldn't even focus on my games. Sleep evaded me. Nightmares of my urethra being shredded haunted me...
It was a text from Yi Ju-ha.
The day had finally come.
Word was she'd bought a camera and was prepping all sorts of stuff...
Fuck, was she really gonna film this? My head was a mess.
Would they mosaic my face?
Or just say fuck it and send me off as is?
No, seriously, she was gonna fuck me?
Did that mean I'd lose my virginity? Was I actually gonna have sex?
My head burned with tangled thoughts.
Lost in the confusion, I walked... and before I knew it,
I was standing in front of the address Yi Ju-ha had sent.
A small villa.
Probably her place, her solo apartment.
"Fuck..."
Should I run?
My mood was split right down the middle.
50% wanting to bolt from the feeling something was about to get shoved in.
50% hoping maybe I'd pop my cherry.
But damn if my dick wasn't calling the shots—the latter edged out just a bit.
Fuck it.
I slammed the doorbell by the front gate.
"Hello?"
A brief silence, then thumping footsteps, and the door swung open.
It was Yi Ju-ha.
"Hello? Fuck, you a delivery guy?"
What was I supposed to say, "Open up!"? That'd probably get my urethra wrecked.
I hesitated awkwardly in the entryway.
First time in a girl's room. Especially a delinquent girl's.
"What're you doing? Come in."
"Uh, yeah..."
The room was surprisingly clean.
I'd figured it'd be a mess with her personality, but nope. Or maybe she just tidied up.
Yi Ju-ha was dressed casual.
White tank top and dolphin shorts—super short ones.
Every step made her chest jiggle, cleavage on full display.
Didn't realize her tits were fucking huge.
Her frame was pretty solid, sure, but...
She wasn't under 50kg—probably around 60?
Being skinny myself, I wondered if she'd crush my waist if she mounted from above...
"Sit down, idiot, you're making me nervous. Want water? Grab some over there."
I nodded.
A teasing feminine scent mixed with that distinct bed smell.
Tension had my legs shaking.
Had I ever been alone one-on-one with Yi Ju-ha?
Never like this, pretty sure.
Always with her delinquent crew, so it made sense...
But one-on-one, she felt different.
Less cool and carefree—more blank-faced and intimidating...
"...You really gonna... do it?"
"What, you want fake?"
I shut my mouth. She was serious.
Yi Ju-ha bustled around, setting something up.
Fuck, I'm freaking out. Totally freaking.
"Nervous?"
"A, a little?"
Fuck, it felt like the roles were reversed. Why did it seem like I was the one getting fucked? Well, I was, but still.
"You popped your cherry yet?"
"...Yeah."
"Lucky you, getting it taken."
Not lucky at all?
The words rose in my throat, but I swallowed them.
Say that, and my urethra was done for.
I had my own fantasies too—pure romance with my ideal type, not getting used like a tool...
"If you're too sober to go through with it, crack open some soju.
But if you can't get it up, you're dead."
"I'll just do it."
Chug soju and fail to rise? Urethra drill incoming.
"You watch a ton of porn, right? You know what gets guys going."
"Uh... yeah. Sure."
"Think about that stuff. Angles too.
Midway, I'll hand you my phone—get close-ups with it.
You'll cameraman too. Got it? Zone out, and you're fucked."
Not a pro here—how the hell?
But I nodded. Feedback later, adjust...
"Done."
Setup finished, Yi Ju-ha sat in front of me.
Not a stunning face, honestly. Dead average.
But she had that slutty vibe. Like she'd be fucking amazing at it.
Like once she started, she'd go feral...
The camera light blinked red in the distance—she'd hit record.
I trembled. Felt weird.
Stomach churning like I might puke.
The sex I'd imagined was gradual, with someone close, riding the mood...
This was all so sudden.
Everything.
"Chickening out? Lol."
Yeah, scared. Tense as hell.
No disasters probably, but no clue how she'd handle my junk.
She was the one getting pierced, but I was the nervous one.
"Guess I'll strip first..."
Yi Ju-ha said it, peeling off her tank top.
A thud, and two massive tits dropped free.
...Huge.
How big? They'd overflow my palms easy.
Bronze skin, bronze areolas... Just looking made my dick twitch.
She smirked at my reaction and leaned down.
Grabbed my zipper, yanked it down.
No undies, like she said—my cock sprang right up.
"Hmm..."
A soft groan.
I'd washed, but... no smell, right? Maybe it picked some up on the way.
Yi Ju-ha lowered her head, lifted my cock.
Semi-hard from nerves, not fully there.
"Hah..."
She sniffed lightly, eyes closed, tongue teasing the shaft bit by bit.
Her soft fingers alone had it swelling fast...
Each tongue flick up the length made it throb wildly upward.
"Ah, fuck, pubes..."
Annoyed, she swept the hair from the base.
Now rock-hard, it bobbed.
"Bigger than I thought."
Last time was forced—couldn't proper stand.
This was natural, incomparable.
She licked gradually, getting used to it.
Ah... fuck... Wanted to grab her head so bad, but held back.
Slurp.
No warning—she engulfed my cock with her lips.
Fuck... Lips wrapped tight around the shaft. Thunder in my skull. Sticky, warm mouth clamped down.
"Slurp..."
'Fuck.' Her grimace at the pubes—I yanked them up quick.
Brows relaxed, she slid her lips smooth.
Smack...
So soft. Unreal.
Lips like this—plump, yielding, faint wrinkles on the fleshy pair sliding over my shaft.
Kissing must feel like this. Thought made it swell more.
"Mmm..."
Bigger than ever—life record.
Shaft rigid with pleasure, dying to piston against her lips.
Slurp...
Like a starting gun, she took me deep, sliding down slow to the base.
Sucked to the root—my hips bucked instinctively.
Lips alone shocking, but her tongue rolled lazy inside.
Drenched in her spit, slick as lube. Ngh...
"Mmph..."
Slurping sounds begged me to grab her head and fuck her face.
Shaft sucked top to bottom—my hips rocked subtle in response.
Yi Ju-ha licked light along the length, gesturing.
Take off your shirt.
I fumbled it off, flopped back on the bed.
Blood rushing everywhere—head fuzzy.
Normally she'd bitch about lying down, but only wet sucking sounds filled the room.
Gonna... cum.
"G-Gonna cum."
"Mm."
She nodded slight.
What? Okay to cum? Already?
Head spun. Could I get hard again?
But my hips rocked anyway.
Wanna... grab her head.
Held back, gripped the sheets tight instead.
Used the bounce to thrust up.
"C-Cumming."
My signal—her lips sealed, sucking fast up and down.
Agh, wait—eyes shut, hips slammed up.
Shaft milked deep, cum surging up my urethra.
Splat, splat.
Odd wet sounds as I bucked my hips over and over.
Felt the long ropes hit the roof of her mouth.
"Aaaah..."
Balls clenched.
Kept pumping. Lips tight, rubbing the shaft nonstop—wouldn't stop.
"Gulp... gulp..."
Her throat worked, swallowing.
Felt her tongue and uvula shift with her breaths—huff, huff.
All from my dick stuffed in.
"Ha... hah."
Insanely long orgasm—my hips dropped.
Limp, my cock twitched in her mouth.
"Hoo..."
Finally, she pulled off with a pop, head rising.
Pop—my dick flopped sideways.
"Ha... hah..."
Yi Ju-ha grimaced, spat cum into a tissue.
Thick globs dribbled from her mouth.
The room heated up.
Air felt different now. I lay staring at the ceiling.
It wasn't over yet.