Second Date 1
Bang!
The bathroom door flew open with a massive thud. I froze, staring toward the entrance at the sudden intrusion.
"Uh, wh-what...?"
I hadn't heard a thing. But it wasn't a hallucination or anything like that. The door had really opened, and someone was coming in.
I just gawked blankly at the intruder, too stunned to think straight. The dildo was already halfway inside me, so standing up wasn't an option anyway. Even if I could, what the hell would I do?
"..."
I swallowed hard, eyes fixed on the figure approaching. The backlight made it hard to see his face clearly, but he looked pretty built—a guy with some real presence.
He froze when he spotted me at the entrance, then started walking over slowly, cautiously.
Forgetting my predicament entirely, I shot to my feet at the sight. The dildo slipped out of my pussy in an instant, the shock sending love juices spraying everywhere as my legs buckled.
"Hngh♡..."
Masturbating in the men's bathroom and getting caught squirting like a slut? There was no salvaging this. Even if I had to masturbate, I should've done it safely behind some bushes in the park. Regret hit me hard as I squeezed my eyes shut.
"L-Lee Sebin?"
Wait... why did that voice sound so familiar? I cracked my eyes open and looked.
There stood Jung Taeyang, staring at me with a dumbfounded look on his face.
"Huh...?"
Why the hell are you here...?
An awkward silence stretched between us. He glanced around the stall, confirming no one else was there, and gave me this incredulous look. Mortified, I hung my head and waited obediently for him to speak.
After what felt like forever, he finally broke the ice.
"Why are you masturbating in here...?"
"Nngh..."
Straight to the toughest question. Sure, everyone knows you don't jerk off in public, but getting caught by someone? That's a whole different level. And in the men's bathroom? The only explanation was that I was in heat like some animal.
I couldn't answer, just kept my head down. Even then, just seeing him made my lower belly throb—proof my body was seriously messed up.
I snuck a glance at the dildo bolted to the floor. Suddenly self-conscious, I yanked it free and shoved it into my shopping bag like it was contraband.
"Nnh..."
Fidgeting with my hands, I pulled out my smartphone. The one with the hypnosis app installed. Maybe... I could use this?
"Jung Taeyang..."
"Yeah?"
"Look at this...!"
I thrust the phone toward him. His eyes went wide. Something about his reaction gave me hope.
"Wh-what is it?"
I'd input into the hypnosis app: "If she sucks your dick, forgive any wrongdoing." I'd fallen for it last time, but this time, I'd hypnotize him.
To make him aroused faster, I crawled toward him on all fours like a puppy, rubbing my face against his leg. Of course, I didn't forget to wag my hips and act all cute.
He fiddled with his own phone, looking conflicted, but soon pocketed it and gazed down at me, resolved.
"Fine. Go ahead..."
The second he gave permission, I grabbed his zipper with my teeth and tugged it down. I could feel his already rock-hard cock straining to burst free. But teeth alone wouldn't cut it, so I used my hands to yank his pants down, finally exposing it.
"Hoo..."
God, no matter how many times I see it, the size never gets less insane. Awestruck, I nipped lightly at the tip. A lewd, weird taste spread across my tongue. Savoring it, I started moving slowly.
"Hmph... slurp... haaah..."
He twitched at my tongue work, trying to pull his hips back. I clamped on tight to stop him, ramping up the pace.
"Ah, w-wait..."
"Chup♡ slurp♡ chuuup♡"
Before long, I wasn't just teasing the tip—I was deepthroating the whole thing. Pursing my lips vulgarly, I sucked with all my might, focusing on making it feel good.
Soon enough, it pulsed, signaling he was close.
"Haa...♡"
I pulled back a bit, peppering the head with kisses while handjobbing him furiously. Once it was on the edge, finishing him was easy. A few more wet smacks, and semen started spurting out.
"Mmph...♡ haa...♡"
I opened wide, catching it all. It piled up on my tongue in seconds. So thick and intense, like it could warp my brain... I showed it off to him proudly, then slowly chewed.
"Nngh♡ hoo...♡"
The jelly-like texture was chewable enough. I swallowed hard, sending it down my throat. Not too bad.
I parted my lips, steaming breath wafting from my empty mouth for him to see.
"Ahh~♡"
"Damn, you're such a turn-on, but..."
He grimaced, pulled out his smartphone, and held it toward me.
"You'll think normally again..."
"...Huh?"
What the—?
*
"I... wanna die..."
Once my head cleared, waves of shame and self-loathing crashed over me. I seriously considered suicide. If this had been one of Taeyang's setups again, I could've brushed it off, but no—it wasn't.
That look on his face when I snapped out of it... I couldn't shake it.
"Wh-why didn't you snap me out of it right away...?"
"But you were so hot and cute. What was I supposed to do?"
"Ugh, uuu..."
I barely stopped myself from smiling at "cute." Don't get flustered. Don't...
"Maybe I should tone down the hypnosis. It's affecting you more than I thought."
"...So?"
"Nah, you're..."
He grinned wickedly.
"Honestly, you might not even need hypnosis anymore."
"Wh-what're you talking about...?"
"See? You rest your chin on my hand now without me asking."
"...Hah."
Sure enough, my chin was on his outstretched hand. I tried to pull away, but his other hand started petting my head, stopping me cold.
"D-don't..."
"If you hate it, just move. I won't stop you."
"Nngh..."
He said that, but he was dead certain I wouldn't. Otherwise, he wouldn't smirk like that.
...Annoying.
"Huh?"
I yanked my head away. My body screamed in protest, begging to go back, but I held firm and turned away from him.
Out of the corner of my eye, Taeyang looked totally flustered, hand hovering uselessly in the air.
"...Who said I couldn't?"
I said it coldly on purpose, but it hurt. I wanted to melt into his cuteness right then... No. Absolutely not...
Watching his pupils dart around in shock, his dazed expression—it barely kept my body's urges in check.
He was so cute... But if I gave in even a little, I'd start acting spoiled. So I stood up.
"I-I'm going first."
"W-wait..."
My feet stopped automatically at his voice. Not my will—my body just obeyed.
I turned to face him.
"S-since you're here... wanna grab food?"
"..."
No. This feels like bad news.
But my body had other ideas.
"Sure... just food, then I'll go?"