The Bargain for Relief
I wanted to masturbate my pussy. I wanted to climax with my pussy. “Seon-ah?” I wanted to rub my slick folds until I came. I wanted my G-spot pressed and kneaded until my juices squirted out in messy spurts. I wanted to cum in front of everyone, showing them my pathetic, moaning face… while my friends watched with utter contempt in their eyes….
“Lee Seon-ah…!”
“Uh, y-yes?”
At the sound of Han-na calling my name, I snapped back to reality.
“Why are you spacing out like that in the middle of eating?”
“Ah, no… it’s nothing. I just don’t have much of an appetite.”
“Then how about we head to the snack bar togeth—”
“…Um, I’ll head back to the classroom first.”
I couldn’t bring myself to admit I had been fantasizing about masturbating, so I stood up with my half-finished tray. Han-na’s worried gaze and the strange smile on Eun-jung’s face tugged at me, but right now my body came first.
“Haa…”
The moment I left the cafeteria, I saw students laughing brightly in the open air. As I cut through them, the thought suddenly struck me: I didn’t belong in this scene at all.
Bright, energetic kids versus me—stained with filthy, sticky lust. Spending the whole day thinking about masturbation, secretly touching my pussy during class and breaks… that kind of girl belonged in a public restroom, not this beautiful academy.
A public toilet. A urinal. Tied up naked with my huge breasts emphasized, pussy thrust forward, begging for someone to drain all my pent-up sexual frustration while I dripped juices everywhere….
“…Ah.”
I really couldn’t hold it anymore. I practically ran up to the classroom.
“Haa, haa, haa…”
“S-Seon-ah?”
Jeong Ye-ji was sitting at my desk, staring at me with wide, startled eyes. Without a word I grabbed her wrist and dragged her straight to the bathroom.
A few girls were laughing and touching up their makeup by the sinks, but when they saw my serious face pulling Ye-ji into a stall, they quickly made themselves scarce.
“S-Seon-ah… why are you suddenly acting like this?”
“My pussy…”
“…Huh?”
“T-touch my pussy… please…”
To Ye-ji, who was clutching her reddened wrist and staring at me in shock, I begged in a trembling voice.
“I can’t hold it anymore… No matter how much I touch myself during class I can’t cum, and even when break comes no one touches me…”
“…”
I snatched her hand and rubbed it roughly against my pussy.
“Ye-ji, we’re close friends, right? So please…”
“Lee Seon-ah.”
“Y-yes?”
Her voice was far stiffer than her usual cheerful tone.
“No matter what, asking a friend to touch your pussy is a bit much, don’t you think? It’s not even Pussy Management time.”
“…Hngh.”
Ye-ji’s icy tone hit me like cold water poured over my lust-melted brain.
…That’s right. Until now my friends had touched me under the excuse of keeping me from turning into a complete degenerate through Pussy Management, but… normally, friends don’t touch each other’s pussies. Yet here I was, forcing a same-sex friend to do something that amounted to sexual harassment.
“U-um… I’m sorry… I didn’t mean it like that…”
Belated shame flooded my face as I apologized for making such an insane request.
But Ye-ji cut me off.
“…Still, we’re friends. If you’re really struggling that badly, I’ll touch your pussy for you.”
“…Eh?”
I stared at her with wide eyes. Her face was flushed bright red—maybe embarrassed at the idea of touching a friend’s pussy—as she swished her ponytail.
“But there’s a condition.”
“W-what is it?”
“…You’re good at studying, so teach me at my house after school today.”
…Ah. For a second I had imagined something perverted when she said “condition,” but the innocent girl in front of me simply had the cute wish of wanting me to tutor her.
Since I needed to study anyway, it would work out if we studied together while I taught her.
“Yes…! I can do that as much as you want.”
“Good. Then let’s head back together after CA time.”
Jeong Ye-ji nodded with a bright smile. At the same time—
“Hngh…♡”
“Here, stick out your tongue.”
She squeezed my pussy hard and ordered me to obey. After days of denial, the anticipation of finally being allowed to cum made me smile happily as I parted my lips.
“Mmm… chu, chuu…♡”
Maybe it was thanks to receiving Ye-ji’s Pussy Management the entire lunch break. My body, which had been in heat all day, finally calmed down enough for me to endure the afternoon classes.
…Though I wasn’t sure if “thanks” was the right word.
“Seon-ah. Let’s go.”
“Ah, okay.”
I left the academy with Ye-ji and headed to her house. It had been a long time since I walked home with anyone besides Eun-jung or Han-na, so the feeling was strangely fresh.
After light conversation we arrived at her house.
“Wow… your house is beautiful.”
“Aw, it’s nothing special.”
The modest two-story white house had a charming, well-decorated look. It really resembled something straight out of a game illustration…
…Well, it is a game.
“Don’t just stand there—come in. My mom’s inside.”
“Ah, right…”
I hurried over as Ye-ji rang the doorbell. It was my first time meeting her mother, so I didn’t want to look foolish. Soon a cheerful “Yes~” answered and the door swung open.
“Ye-ji, you’re home early today. No playing around? …And who’s your friend?”
“Ah, hello…”
Instead of the middle-aged mother I expected, an incredibly beautiful woman stood in the doorway. Her semi-long hair flowed gently down her back. She had a refined, almost office-lady look with an amazing figure. She seemed only three or four years older than Ye-ji. She said she had a mom, so why was there an older sister…?
Feeling tricked, I poked Ye-ji in the side.
“Jeong Ye-ji, you never told me you had a sister…”
“…She’s not my sister. That’s my mom.”
“Oh my…”
I could only blink, staring at the beauty covering her mouth in embarrassment. This was her mom?
“Stop teasing… I don’t fall for that.”
“Flattery won’t get you anything. Mom, this is Lee Seon-ah. My friend.”
“My, Seon-ah has a name as pretty as her face. Come in, come in—don’t stand out there.”
“Ah, yes…”
I gave an awkward bow and stepped inside, removing my shoes. Hmm… was this another effect of the game’s correction? In illustrations pretty was enough, but seeing it in person created a huge sense of disparity.
“Mom, I’m going to study with Seon-ah, so don’t come into my room, okay?”
“What are you saying…! When have I ever barged into your room?”
“You always bring fruit in whenever I’m studying!”
“…”
Watching them bicker, the sense of disparity vanished. They really were just a normal mother and daughter.
“Seon-ah, hurry and follow me. Let’s go to my room.”
Pulled along by Ye-ji’s hand, I followed her upstairs. When the door opened I saw soft beige walls, cute animal dolls, and charming cream-colored furniture. Her room was beautifully decorated… her mother’s touch, probably.
“Put your bag here… ah, want something to drink?”
“No, I’m fine. I’m not really thirsty.”
I quickly sat at the desk, turned off my phone with one hand, and tapped the chair beside me.
“Let’s study right away. I actually have a test coming up soon too… time’s tight.”
“Uh, yeah… let’s do that.”
Leaving a slightly disappointed-looking Ye-ji beside me, we began to study.
“Um…”
“Seon-ah, I don’t get this part. Teach me.”
“That’s… you do it like this…”
How long had we been studying? Ye-ji complained she couldn’t see the text clearly and hugged my waist tightly, clinging to me. Then her hand slid downward… and began firmly kneading my ass.
It was inevitable that my body—unsatisfied by the brief Pussy Management at lunch—would react sensitively. Every time her hand squeezed my ass like she was wringing it out, a hot surge made my hips twitch. When her thigh rubbed against mine, my pussy clenched at the soft, smooth sensation.
“Hngh… haa…”
My head, slowly heating up, had already melted into something soft as pudding. I tried to grit my teeth and keep writing, but every nerve was focused on wherever Ye-ji’s body touched mine.
Ye-ji’s body… so warm and nice… more… I want more….
“Seon-ah, the posture’s uncomfortable. Let’s try this. Up we go…!”
“Huh…? Whoa…!”
She suddenly wrapped her arms around my waist, lifted me lightly, and set me down on her thigh.
“Haaung…!”
My waist went limp and I dropped straight onto her thigh, pussy pressed right against it. The moment I put my weight down, my burning pussy and swollen clit were crushed firmly against her.
Through my soaked panties I felt her firm yet soft, squishy thigh—the kind I wanted to grind against forever. The urge to roll my hips and rub myself against it surged up, but I fought it, trying to stand on trembling legs.
“No. You can’t see the writing like that. Stay right here.”
“Huuuugh…!”
Ye-ji locked both arms around my waist and pressed me down hard onto her thigh. My already sensitive pussy was crushed against the soft flesh, while her full breasts pressed against my back.
The desires I had suppressed for days mixed with the electric pleasure rising from my pussy, scrambling my mind. Like a butterfly caught in a spiderweb, I couldn’t move an inch.
“Seon-ah… we still have to keep studying, right?”
Ye-ji whispered with a hint of laughter to my twitching, convulsing nape.