Correction 1
Jung Taeyang pushed open the door to the health room, his face twisted in an ambiguous expression as he looked at us. It seemed a mix of exasperation and anger, making my body flinch involuntarily. But my hand didn't stop. Even with him watching, for some reason I couldn't fathom, my fingers kept plunging relentlessly into Yubin's pussy, until she climaxed again, letting out beastly moans.
“Hngaaah♡ Hiiik♡ Huuk♡ Hnggh...♡”
Only then could I finally pull my hand out of Yubin's drenched pussy. It was coated in sticky, slimy juices, but wiping it off was the last thing on my mind—I was far more curious about why Taeyang was here.
“W-Why are you here?”
I shrank back like a pet trembling before its owner after committing some grave sin. Wait, but I hadn't done anything wrong. Still, that look on his face—like he was pissed—made it impossible to stand my ground.
“No. You weren't coming back after forever, so I came to check... ha...”
Taeyang ran a hand through his hair, glancing back and forth between me and Yubin. His expression shifted to one of sudden understanding, then hardened again.
“So that's why you wouldn't kiss me. I get it now...”
And with that, he started walking slowly toward us.
“N-No, it's not like that...?”
I had a pretty good idea what misunderstanding he was laboring under. I backed away step by step, trying to explain, but soon hit the wall. I had to desperately clarify the situation right there. But I couldn't. He was on me faster than I could speak.
“I'll correct you.”
Correction? Whatever. I'm the victim here. But no words came out. The moment he pinned me down, his scent hit me, and my body went into heat again. Maybe it was because Yubin's teasing earlier had left me wanting more. Whatever the case, this situation was dangerous.
“Nngh...”
His face was right there in front of mine. I couldn't keep staring and turned my head away. But Taeyang wouldn't allow it. He grabbed my head, forcing me to face him.
“What were you doing with Choi Yubin?”
“J-Just wiping her body...”
“You saw it?”
“N-No, I didn't see...”
“Then why were you eating out Choi Yubin's pussy?”
“...”
His blunt question turned my face beet red. I couldn't answer, just flushed deeper. But it didn't seem like he was asking for a real reply. Without waiting, he started unbuckling his belt while holding me in place.
Soon his pants loosened, revealing the massive cock hidden inside.
“Ah...”
I could guess what was coming. I'd probably get "corrected" by that huge thing pounding me senseless until I passed out. Strangely, the thought didn't repulse me. If anything, getting railed by it until I felt good... that sounded fine.
“Oh, and no cumming.”
Just as I was sinking into anticipation, he suddenly shoved his smartphone in front of my eyes. A heart-shaped pattern spun on the screen, glowing pink. I stared at it blankly, entranced, until it pulled away—and only then did my senses return.
“...Huh? What'd you say?”
Something about it felt familiar, but Taeyang didn't repeat himself. Instead, he rubbed his huge cock against my pussy a few times, peeled off the condom clinging to my clit, poured the semen inside, and thrust in deep.
“Hngggh♡”
Using cum as lube? Well, not really—it wasn't lacking. I'd gotten plenty wet the moment I smelled him, even if less than usual. No, he just wanted to dump his load in my pussy. Obviously.
“Haaah♡ Huuk♡ Hiiik...♡”
Pinned completely beneath him, crushed under his weight, every piston stroke felt like it would make me cum. But something was off. Normally, I'd be orgasming nonstop from this, but today... I couldn't reach the peak. And yet, it felt better than usual. My whole body tingled, everything crushed and overwhelmed. It was so good it was weird, but the climax just wouldn't come.
“...Hng?”
Taeyang ignored me, focused on wrecking my pussy. The pleasure built without release—like torture. Realizing something was wrong, I tried to stop him, but my body wouldn't obey.
“Hnggig♡ Haaah♡ Heuk♡ Hiiik♡”
Stop, I had to say. But my pleasure-soaked moans drowned out words. My limbs trembled too much to move, too weak to push him off.
And only then did it hit me. He's blocking me from cumming right now.
But why? What was the point of correction sex if he stopped me from climaxing? Shouldn't he make me feel insanely good for it to work? I couldn't make sense of it.
Then, suddenly, Taeyang started stroking my head. So abrupt. And my reaction was just as sudden.
“...Hiiiik♡ Hnggh♡ Hiiiik♡ Haaah♡ Heuk♡ Hek...♡”
It felt like all the pent-up pleasure exploded at once. Stronger than anything I'd felt before—like my spine was burning. My body locked up; I couldn't tell if my eyes were open or closed. The world spun, sky turning pure white.
“Haaah...? Heeeh... Hiiik...♡”
“Oh, so that's how much, huh.”
Taeyang said it casually, moving to thrust again. I grabbed his arm with my barely functional hand—I'd figured out how crazy this could get.
“W-Wait a sec...♡”
“Why?”
“I-I'm not like that...♡ Stop now...♡”
I begged desperately, but he didn't seem to care. He gripped my waist and started pounding again. I felt the pleasure building, but forced my mouth open before it overwhelmed me.
“Y-Yubin...♡ Yubin needs correcting too...♡”
“Flat-chested isn't my type.”
My sluggish brain finally pieced that together, but it cut off my next thought. Not his type? Then am I? ...Maybe. Wait, why...
“I-I'm not... gonna get weird...♡”
“Want a kiss then?”
“N-Nooo...♡”
“See.”
No, the kiss wasn't about that.
*
“...Haaah♡ Huuk♡ Hiiik♡ Hngaaah...♡”
After that, he kept ravaging me. It felt like hours, but I didn't cum once. The pleasure piled up to the brink of madness, to the point where releasing it might kill me.
In the corner, Yubin had come to her senses and was quietly watching us fuck. She looked like she wanted to bolt, but trapped where she was, she couldn't. Plus, with my nonstop animalistic moans... she had to be feeling it too.
“Should I let you cum now?”
“N-Nooo... I'll die...♡”
Not just talk—the first one burned my spine; cumming now might actually break something. I looked up at him with a mix of anticipation and terror.
Taeyang smirked, leaning in close.
“Wanna end it here?”
And with that, he actually pulled out. My pussy clenched desperately around his huge cock, reluctant to let go, but with a wet pop, it slipped free.
“Wha... huh...?”
I'd begged him to stop, but now that he had... it felt disappointingly empty. Eyes unfocused, I stared at his cum-and-juice-slicked cock swaying before me.