Chapter 21
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 021
Chapter Title: Daily Routine of Getting a Blowjob Every Morning and the Pretty Female Professor
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Friday night bleeding into Saturday morning.
Leaving her sleeping husband abandoned at home, Ga-young noona had come over to me and I'd held her late into the night.
Saturday morning around 8 a.m.
"Sluuuurp...♡ Churuup..."
"......"
I woke to the warm, stimulating sensation on my lower body. Just as I'd instructed, noona had pulled down my pants and underwear and was sucking my dick.
Still groggy from sleep, I reached out and stroked her head.
"......♡ Slurp...! Churuuurp...♡"
Realizing I was awake, noona lifted her eyes and flashed a smile. She planted a sticky kiss near my urethra before resuming her blowjob.
It felt like she'd been at it for a while already. The moment I came to, the urge to cum surged right up.
"I'm gonna cum."
I gave her a short heads-up and unloaded straight into her mouth.
-Spluuurt! Spurt...! Spluuurt!
-Gulp... Gulp...♡
Noona swallowed the thick load of my first cum of the day clean, then sat up.
"Mmm...♡ Sleep well?"
"Thanks to you, noona."
"Hehe, then I'll head out. Yoon-ho looks like he'll wake up soon... Sun-ha?"
I propped myself up and grabbed noona's wrist as she tried to leave the room. Sliding out of bed, I pushed her against the wall, hiked up her long skirt.
Even after just cumming once, the situation— a married woman coming over first thing in the morning to suck my sleeping dick— got me hard again in no time.
How could I hold back?
"Ahng...♡ Wanna do it?"
"Just once in your pussy, noona. Yoon-ho hyung's been tired lately and sleeps in anyway."
"Such a spoiled boy...♡ Cum quick♡"
-Shluck!
I bunched her skirt at her waist, yanked her light purple panties down to her thighs, and thrust my dick right in.
-Squelch!
It slid smoothly between her firm cheeks. Her ass was so plush it felt like my hands would sink right in, and the faint, lewd scent of her body drove me wild.
"Haaang...♡"
She was already soaked with juices, so it went in without a hitch. Noona's lust stayed in the 60s or 70s even after sex, so I'd figured sucking me off would get her like this.
-Squelch...! Squelch! Pang... Pang! Pang! Paang!
"Eek♡ Haaang! Ang! Sun-ha's dick...♡ Ng♡ First thing in the morning... Heek! So... healthy...♡ Haaang!"
Waking up to doggy with Ga-young noona. What a morning.
By the way, when Seol-i sleeps over, I should have her do the morning blowjob. Feels fucking amazing.
We fucked like rabbits all weekend whenever we got the chance. Otherwise, I studied and did homework.
Noona would drop by with food whenever Yoon-ho hyung was resting or napping, taking care of me.
She even handled my laundry at the coin laundry for me, cleaned the house, and in between, she'd suck my dick or ride it.
Sunday evening, at the suggestion of having dinner together, the three of us—Yoon-ho hyung included— ate at their place.
"Exam period? Miss those days... We'd pull all-nighters partying and never get tired. Why am I like this now..."
"You've looked exhausted lately, hyung."
"Kinda. Hospital says nothing's wrong... No idea why."
"Rest up after eating, Yoon-ho."
"Yeah. Whew... Sorry, I'm heading up first."
"Sure, hyung. Get some good sleep."
I expressed concern for Yoon-ho hyung, still complaining of fatigue due to the [R: Chronic Fatigue] card. Of course, I had no intention of removing it.
Hyung, his appetite gone from the fatigue, got up first and washed his own dishes in the kitchen. Even when tired, he cleaned up after himself— a model husband.
Seizing the moment,
-Mmwah
'Ah, nooo...♡'
'Shh.'
'...♡ Chu...'
With Yoon-ho hyung focused on the sink, I quietly stood, kissed Ga-young noona's lips.
Her feigned resistance as she pushed out her lips nearly made my dick explode from arousal.
Thus ended an incredibly fun weekend.
Monday.
Starting the day with Ga-young noona's devoted morning blowjob, I headed to school feeling refreshed, utterly free of any Monday blues.
On the way,
"You want to go this way— see that bank over there? Through that alley..."
"Bank? Sorry, kid... My eyes aren't what they used to be..."
"Hmm, I'll walk you there. It isn't far."
"Aw, thanks a ton."
I helped a lost old man who didn't know the area.
"Trash jackpot."
"Are you volunteering? Sorry, could you toss this trash too?"
"Sure. Right here."
"Thank you!"
And picked up litter with my big bag, now a habit.
"Excuse me, you dropped this."
"Oh, thanks!"
Chasing down dropped items to return them.
Helping people and keeping the streets clean had become second nature. Efficiency was low since exams and assignments kept me from proper volunteering, but watching the points trickle in was fun enough.
Like tackling side quests for good rewards.
By the time I reached school, my full trash bag went straight to the dorms' recycling station, where I sorted it all properly.
Points only accrued on disposal, not pickup— improper sorting meant no points.
Since the orphanage volunteering, I'd only done these little deeds on my commute, but the points had piled up nicely.
Gotta grind for fun cards.
Grinning to myself as I checked points, someone blocked my path to the lecture hall.
"Didn't expect you to be from our school. Same direction, so I kept watching."
"Pardon?"
Caught off guard, but her tone wasn't hostile. Pocketing my phone, I looked her over— a familiar face.
Not personally acquainted, just knew of her. She was pretty famous around campus.
"Ah, Professor. Hello."
Sung Ji-yoon.
34 years old, English Lit professor since last year. Young for the role, elegant and beautiful, rumors swirled since my freshman days.
'Whoa...'
She lived up to the hype. Her long layered perm showing forehead suited her perfectly. The fitted suit hugged her well-maintained figure— stunning.
Single, no boyfriend— other single profs hit on her relentlessly, I'd heard.
I rarely went to the humanities building, so only glimpses in passing.
"Picking up all that trash? In a volunteering club?"
"No, nothing like that."
I preferred free good deeds for my gain, not obligatory club stuff.
Last year, they'd approached me after somehow learning of my record— I declined, citing burden.
"Hmm. Not affiliated, yet so diligent? Saw you helping people too."
"You really watched the whole way."
"Couldn't help it, right in front of me... So, why?"
Polite honorifics, yet subtly rude. Like answers were owed. A bit high-handed.
Some might take offense, but I didn't care.
People can be blunt— no big deal. Overthinking tires you out.
"No real reason. Uh... just?"
"Just?"
"Yeah. Been volunteering a lot before... Habit."
"Hmm, really? Name?"
"Lee Sun-ha. Urban Sociology sophomore."
"Lee Sun-ha... Got it. Off to class."
-Click, clack
She said her piece and turned away.
I nodded, eyeing her suit skirt hugging her hips.
Not huge tits or ass, but nice lines.
In lecture, I considered checking Prof. Sung Ji-yoon's info and slipping her a Favorability card, but held off.
The more I used the app, the more I realized Favorability and Lust cards were finicky.
Yoon Si-yeon's stats showed it: Favorability and Lust I'd pushed over 60 had plummeted.
I'd blindly applied Seed of Depravity after learning it affected those, but here we were.
Makes sense on reflection.
Like the saying, one word repays a thousand debts— a sweet line skyrockets it, a slip sends it crashing. That's human favorability.
Boost it with a card, but without steady interaction, it drops naturally.
Lust's the same. Spikes quick, drops from hard workouts or a single jerk-off into sage mode.
Ga-young noona started from me helping her, consistent meets since, pent-up needs, plus Baby, Take Care of Me carrying hard.
In that light, Seol-i's [SSR: Unwavering Affection] felt insanely broken.
Favorability locked at 90 minimum, no effort needed.
'Seed of Depravity probably needs steady contact to sprout...'
Boost Favorability and Lust alongside, or it's pointless— like now, rare texts meant nothing.
Don't spam blindly; time it right. Or drop third parties' Favorability for fun.
Gacha itch was real. Wanted rare fun cards, super SR performance, SSR a dream.
Ga-young noona done, time to work Yoon Si-yeon, but post-midsems, group hang with Ji-hoon first.
Daily texts? Too annoying. I had studying too.
Plus, cutie girlfriend needed time.
[Seol-i: Studying suuucksㅠ]
[Seol-i: Our convenience store dead today too! ㅎㅎㅎ]
[Seol-i: Oppa, come play if free!!]
[Seol-i: Missed you all weekend~]
[Seol-i: If busy, no worries ㅠㅠㅠ]
Last week's weekdays, study motivation high— quick kisses and split.
Weekend planned for face-time pussy pounding to vent lust, but Ga-young noona derailed it.
Today's the day.
Studied plenty last week, urgent assignments done.
Lecture over, I skipped library plans with Ji-hoon and headed to Seol-i's convenience store.
Peeking in from outside,
"Who's that?"
Seol-i chatting and laughing with some guy. See-through bangs, dressed up casual— average dude.
Vibe screamed middle or high school classmate. Strangers don't chat that comfy if hitting on for numbers.
But he clearly liked her— dressed to the nines just for a store visit, beaming uncontrollably at her smiles.
Seol-i? Purely friendly, obvious to anyone.
'Cute.'
I smirked, watching a moment, then stepped inside.