Irrumatio
"Agh..." The dildo forces my mouth open wide as it drives inside. I cleaned every inch of the sticky shaft, drenched in thick nectar, sucking it between my lips and swirling my tongue around it in slow, devoted circles.
"Mmmph... slurp... slurp..." The obscene scent flooding my brain leaves me dizzy. The lewd flavor saturating my mouth makes my body burn even hotter with heat. With my eyes glazed and dreamy, I stare at the thick length still waiting outside my lips. Like a needy pet trying to please, I flick my tongue along the base in soft, coaxing strokes and purse my lips to suck with wet, rhythmic pulls.
I was lost in tasting the dildo when it began pressing forward again. My mouth was already stuffed full, yet it kept advancing, claiming my throat as if it meant to violate every last inch.
"Seon-ah. Breathe out slowly... That's it. Good girl. Now hold your breath for a moment."
Following Eun-jung's gentle command, I exhaled as the dildo pushed into my throat. The instant its head slid past my esophagus, my gag reflex surged and I desperately wanted to spit it out. But I gripped my thighs hard and endured with everything I had.
The dildo sank deeper, claiming more of my throat, until at last I had swallowed it to the very root. I released the last of my breath and stopped breathing entirely. My forcibly stretched throat clenched around it like a second pussy, squeezing the toy with no space left to spare.
"Well done, Seon-ah. Hold it just like that for five seconds."
With my mouth and throat completely owned by the dildo and even my breathing taken from me, my face flushed crimson. My rigid body trembled uncontrollably, and I could feel my pussy squirting helplessly, spurting slick juices in frantic little bursts.
"Five, four, three, two, one..."
"Haaah...! Hic— haaang... haaang..."
The moment the dildo began to withdraw, I gasped wildly for air. Thick strands of saliva trailed from deep in my throat as I stared at the massive toy swaying before my eyes. All of that... was really inside me?
I swallowed the saliva pooled in my mouth and kept gazing at it until Eun-jung reached down and stroked my head with tender affection.
"You did amazingly well for your first time. Shall we do a few more sets?"
"...Yes."
I leaned back slightly, straightened my neck into a perfect line, and opened my mouth as wide as I could. The dildo pushed in again, sliding straight toward my throat.
This time the insertion only triggered a brief gag. It went far more smoothly than before.
"All right, again... Five, four, three..."
Eun-jung's counting voice echoed softly in my ears. As the numbers ticked down, the dangerous thrill of having my throat conquered flooded my mind. My untouched pussy spasmed like a broken faucet, squirting wildly until I came hard.
Even while climaxing, I stretched my tongue out as far as it would go and licked desperately at the base of the dildo, silently begging it to thrust even deeper.
"...Two, one."
The dildo finally left my throat and I could breathe again. I coughed and gasped for air, only for the wet toy to press lightly against my lips—not pushing inside, simply resting its head there. Even that was enough. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the large pink shaft, now thickly coated in clear saliva and whitish foam.
I stared at it with an utterly foolish, entranced gaze. Then my lips moved on their own, pressing forward to kiss the glans.
"Chuu... mwah... E-Eun-jung, this— chuu... mwah... take it away— chuu, chuu..."
Beyond my hazy vision, I could see my friends encircling us, watching intently. Unlike when I kissed Eun-jung while exposing my pussy and ass, or when the dildo was forced down my throat, facing their direct stares like this sent waves of shame crashing over me.
"But aren't you the one who can stop?"
"Chuu... t-that's... chuu, mwah..."
I didn't want to stop. I wanted to keep tasting the dildo warmed by my own body heat. I wanted to kiss this adorable toy even more. The filthy thoughts swirling in my head moved my body without permission, forcing me to show a side of myself no woman should ever reveal—acting cute for a mere dildo.
"Our honest little Seon-ah still has a long way to go. Did the dog treat taste that good?"
Eun-jung's soft whisper brushed my ear.
"Then let's try swallowing just a little more, shall we?"
Jeong Ye-ji could not look away from the scene unfolding right in front of her. The elegant and beautiful Cha Eun-jung's lap held the girl some of the others secretly called their prince—Lee Seon-ah. Dressed in an obscenely short uniform that left everything exposed, her dripping pussy and the ass plugged with a shiny anal plug on full display, Seon-ah was taking the entire massive pink dildo down to the root.
Her face burned bright red from the effort. Even with her throat bulging visibly from the thickness, she desperately tightened her lips and extended her tongue to lick the base. Her hips shook violently as she squirted like she was ejaculating, her expression one of pure, overwhelming ecstasy.
After what felt like an endless five seconds, the dildo finally slid from Seon-ah's mouth. The moment it touched her panting lips again, she began covering the head with eager little kisses.
She's seriously like a bitch in heat...
Jeong Ye-ji had lost her usual bright, energetic expression. She stared fixedly at Seon-ah's shameless behavior, then slipped a hand into her skirt pocket and gently stroked herself. Even through the fabric, she could feel how soaked her panties had become.
The day after Seon-ah's public exposure confession and the class meeting about her pussy management, Jeong Ye-ji had followed her to the bathroom first thing in the morning and fucked her senseless. Afterward she had searched for all kinds of erotic videos of girls having sex with each other.
Yet none of them had prepared her for the vulgar, obscene sight before her now. This wasn't acting. This was genuine lust and heat—the true appearance of what Cha Eun-jung called a 'bitch'.
"Then let's try swallowing just a little more, shall we?"
Cha Eun-jung pushed the dildo back into Seon-ah's mouth. Jeong Ye-ji swallowed hard as she watched. The enormous toy that probably wouldn't even fit inside her own pussy slowly vanished between Seon-ah's lips. At first Seon-ah gagged and resisted, but by the third insertion she had adapted completely. Tears and saliva streamed down her face as she swallowed the entire length with ease.
Watching Seon-ah display such behavior without shame in the middle of the classroom, Jeong Ye-ji felt her own pussy grow wet with arousal—and at the same time, a stunned disbelief. She really hid this lewd side behind the mask of a model student and played with me so casually? The question of just how deep Seon-ah's depravity could go kept circling through her mind.
"Four, three, two, one... Done!"
"Kehk— cough, cough..."
The dildo emerged from Seon-ah's throat coated in thick, foamy saliva. A long, sticky strand stretched from the gasping girl's lips. The sight excited Jeong Ye-ji beyond measure. She wanted to claim those wet red lips right then and there, but knowing today belonged to Cha Eun-jung, she forced herself to look away.
Only then did she notice the other girls watching with flushed cheeks, swallowing nervously. Some of them were talking about cute first-year boys or handsome second-year seniors just days ago. They had all changed. And so had Jeong Ye-ji herself.
Seeing Seon-ah gaze longingly at the dildo that had just left her mouth while leaking whitish juices from her pussy, and seeing Cha Eun-jung hold her tight with a proud, possessive look, Jeong Ye-ji made a silent vow. Tomorrow, she would claim Seon-ah for herself.
The bell announcing lunch rang through the classroom. Teacher or no teacher, I stayed slumped over my desk, too exhausted to move. Min-ji had fingered me during class again, which helped soothe my aching heat a little, but the fatigue weighing down my body refused to leave.
"Seon-ah, time to eat."
"...I'm too tired. I just want to sleep. Go ahead without me."
"Hmm... You'll only be more exhausted later. ...All right. Rest well."
I listened to Eun-jung's footsteps fade away, then slipped into a light doze. In the dream I remained face-down on the desk while invisible hands licked my ears and groped my breasts and clit. It felt like several people were touching me at once, their styles shifting constantly. I drooled all over the desk, panting as I savored every second of the dream I never wanted to wake from.
A hand suddenly tapped my back.
"...Huh?"
"Lee Seon-ah. Why aren't you eating?"
I looked up to find Han-na staring down at me with a sullen expression.
"I was just tired and taking a nap. Did you eat already?"
"You never came down to the cafeteria, so I came back up."
"Ah... Don't worry about me. Just go eat."
"It's fine. I bought sandwiches. Let's eat on the rooftop. You need food even if you're tired—it'll give you energy."
"...Okay. Thanks."
I hurried after Han-na as she left the classroom with a paper bag in hand. Only then did I notice how badly my blouse and skirt were wrinkled. Did I talk in my sleep? I quickly buttoned myself up, smoothed my skirt, and ran to catch up with her. All the while I could feel Han-na's anal plug and Eun-jung's dildo filling both my holes completely, reminding me exactly what I had become.