Semen Side Dish (6)
Haemin had taken me to a spot where not only Hyeon-a but also Haesol were waiting. The two of them had e-cigarettes between their lips, puffing out clouds of vapor while grinning at me like idiots.
“...Hey, partner~ I heard you got caught hiding in the girls’ bathroom. You pervert? Why were you sneaking around in a place like that?”
Hyeon-a casually rested her elbow on my shoulder and blew a thick puff of smoke right into my face. I squeezed my eyes shut and mumbled.
“...I-I didn’t hide there on purpose… it just kind of happened…”
“Yo, you fucking perv. Be honest—you were trying to spy on girls pissing, right? Weren’t you?”
Haesol prodded my shin with her knee while asking, and I frantically shook my head.
“N-no way… It was just because of Ryu Ye-ji—mmph…!!”
The next instant, Hyeon-a filled her mouth with a huge lungful of vapor and planted a sudden, deep kiss on me. Any chance to explain vanished completely.
She held me tight, kissing me sloppily while sharing the freshly inhaled smoke through every breath—inhale, exhale.
“Haa… haa… ha…”
“Mmmph… hnn… mmph… glk… hup…”
Of course I’d never smoked before, so just the vapor filling my mouth made my head spin. When I started reeling, unable to think straight, Hyeon-a clutched her stomach and burst out laughing.
“Ahahaha! Look at this idiot getting all high! This is fucking hilarious!”
“Whoa, that looks fun! I wanna try too!”
Haesol took a deep drag from her own e-cig, held the vapor in her mouth, and leaned in to kiss me next. But right then, Hyeon-a suddenly turned serious, yanked me toward her, and wrapped me in a hug.
“No. If you do it again our partner’s gonna pass out. Do it by yourself.”
“...O-okay… got it…”
Haesol glanced at Hyeon-a nervously and slowly backed off, blowing out a long stream of vapor. My face was buried in Hyeon-a’s massive chest, eyes wide open.
Smells… so good… The scent of a girl’s school uniform is insanely hot…
“...Hey, partner.”
When Hyeon-a called me, I flinched and cautiously looked up at her. She’d gone back to her usual playful expression, smiling brightly as she pointed at her own lips.
“I smoked right after eating, so my mouth feels gross. Give me something sweet.”
Y-yeah… so that’s what this was about…
I broke into a cold sweat as I stared at her, thinking. Of course, it was an impossible request. I’d just been milked five times in a row by the Chef Teacher back in the cafeteria. At this point, before my body could even produce new sperm, forcing another extraction could seriously mess up my sexual function.
I forced an awkward smile and shook my head.
“S-sorry… I really don’t have any left. Not even a drop… I-I’ll give you some next time…”
I spoke as carefully as possible, trying not to upset her. But the mere fact that I’d refused was apparently enough. Hyeon-a’s face darkened instantly.
“...What do you want me to do about it? Like I give a shit? Stop talking crap and hand over the semen already.”
She roughly yanked my pants down. I broke into a panicked sweat, waving my hands desperately.
“N-no, I’m serious, there’s really nothing—!! Hngk—!”
But resistance was pointless. Hyeon-a stripped my pants off completely and stared at my limp, exhausted cock with clear dissatisfaction. Then she crossed her arms, glared at me, and snapped.
“...What the hell? Why isn’t it getting hard? It always stood up before I even touched it. Why is it so small right now, you piece of shit?”
“I-I told you already, I was squeezed to the absolute limit just a little while ago… mmph…”
Of course, I wasn’t given any chance to explain further. Hyeon-a filled her mouth with another huge hit of vapor and slammed her lips against mine in another deep, forceful kiss. I flailed my arms, weakly tapping her back, but she ignored me completely. Her eyes stayed half-closed as she lewdly tangled her tongue with mine.
“Slurp… chup… smooch… slurp… hrrp…”
“Mmph… hng… glk… hnn…”
Even in the middle of it all, the thought that I was sharing this greedy kiss with the academy’s top beauty filled me with an indescribable mix of happiness and depravity. At the same time, the thick cigarette vapor flooding her mouth seeped straight into my brain, bringing on a vicious wave of dizziness.
While my face burned bright red and I shivered uncontrollably, Haesol crept closer, checking Hyeon-a’s mood before suddenly taking my cock into her mouth—still full of vapor.
“Mmph!! Hnnng… glk… pff…”
“Mmm… hnn… slurp, chup… mmmph…”
Kissing Hyeon-a up top while Haesol worked me down below, I felt like my brain circuits were frying from the overwhelming pleasure. That small mouth, packed with warm vapor, wrapped around my shaft as hot steam clung to the skin. I’d read somewhere that the glans and foreskin have incredible absorption, taking in anything that touches them. Sure enough, the nicotine seemed to soak straight into the head of my cock, creating a strange, indescribable, perversely arousing sensation. It felt like I was being injected with some forbidden drug that forcibly pumped blood into my dick.
Seeing my cock spring back to life so quickly, Haesol broke into a wide, satisfied grin.
“...Hehe… This fucking perv’s dick is such a degenerate… Want me to do a little more? Hm?”
She seemed convinced she was the one who’d gotten me hard and muttered arrogantly. Then she took another deep pull of vapor and repeatedly blew thick clouds directly onto my rigid glans.
I trembled, my newly erect cock twitching under the bizarre sensation, while continuing the intense kiss with Hyeon-a.
H-how long is she going to keep kissing me… Someone’s drool—I don’t even know whose—is dripping down my chin…
Hyeon-a had fallen completely into a trance, eyes gently closed, head tilting from side to side as she kissed me deeply. Her thick, heavy breath filled my skull. Meanwhile, Haesol kept teasing my cock with the vapor before glancing at Hyeon-a again. Then she slyly grabbed my shaft and started stroking.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch…
The fresh precum that leaked out mixed with her hand, producing lewd, wet sounds. During all this, Haemin—who didn’t smoke—leaned against the opposite wall with a bored expression, texting her boyfriend on her phone.
Eventually her legs must have gotten tired, because she slowly squatted down while still leaning against the wall. From that angle, her panties were completely visible under her short skirt. Haemin clearly hadn’t realized I could see everything from where I was standing; she just kept staring at her phone without a care.
I secretly cracked my eyes open and kept stealing glances at her black sports panties.
…S-so I really saw inside those panties with my own two eyes yesterday… and even rubbed my dick against them… Ugh… I still can’t believe it…
Even as the two girls continued their kissing and handjob, the semen I’d been sure was completely drained began slowly rising again from my balls. By now, the urge to cum actually made my balls ache. I frowned, eyes rolling upward, body shaking uncontrollably.
“Mmmph!! Glk, glk…!! Hnnngh…!!”
The moment my moans grew violent and my body started twisting, signaling I was about to cum, Hyeon-a gripped my cheeks even harder and kissed me more fiercely. At the same time, Haesol flicked her tongue against my urethra, urging the semen out.
Finally, my mind went completely white again as I reached another climax, spurting out rope after rope of cum.
“Mmph!!! Mph!!! Glk!!! Nnnnghhhh!!!!”
Along with the mind-melting pleasure came a gut-wrenching pain. That was only natural. After being milked that many times in a single day, there was no way my body could handle it without consequence.
“Cough… cough! Hah, hah, haaah… haaa…”
After nearly a full minute of ejaculation finally stopped, I lost all strength and slowly collapsed. Only then did Hyeon-a pull her lips away and casually wipe the saliva from her mouth.
In the meantime, Haesol had been happily collecting every last drop of my semen in her mouth with a bright smile. When Hyeon-a realized Haesol had stolen it all, her eyes widened in fury as she glared at her.
“You wanna die, you fucking bitch? You really gonna hog it all for yourself, you fat pig?”
“H-hic… sorry… Hyeon-a-chan… please go easy on me…”
Haesol forced a terrified smile, trying to placate her, but Hyeon-a wasn’t calming down. She shook her off roughly. Haesol fidgeted anxiously for a moment before a bright idea seemed to hit her. She pointed at her own mouth.
“L-look! There’s still some left in here… Want to eat this much at least?”
“...Give it.”
And just like that, Hyeon-a and Haesol locked into a deep kiss, sharing my semen between their mouths.
“Sluuurp… smooch… hrrp… gulp, gulp…”
“Slurp… hrrp… mmm… gluck… Is it good? Hehe…”
As I stared blankly at that obscene sight, a storm of anxiety about the future swirled inside my heart.