Chapter 6 - Coating My Dick with Pussy Juice
"Don't fuck around anymore, you tiny-dicked punk."
Kang Ye-jin growled low at me. I couldn't even muster a response, my body shuddering atop the toilet from the overwhelming pleasure.
"Ugh, ugh, eek?"
"What a pathetic sight, cumming like that."
-Click, click.
She kept snapping photos of my wrecked face and body with her phone. I didn't have the strength to lift a finger, trapped by the relentless shutter sounds capturing every inch of me.
How long did she shoot for? Finally, Kang Ye-jin wore a satisfied smirk as she fixed her pants and strode out the door.
'Fucking bitch...'
About five minutes passed before sensation slowly returned to my body. How weak is this little frame to pleasure? One orgasm leaves me numb, three knock me out cold...
'Wish I could've felt it with Somi.'
Another crushing wave of guilt piles up in my chest, too heavy for words. I carefully redress in my scattered clothes and push open the stall door.
"Huh?"
A girl with long straight hair stands right outside. Big eyes, familiar features... I've met her before.
'The girl who hangs with Somi?'
She's the one killer at math and English. Somi mentioned she won some science competition.
'Shin Ji-yeon, right? Yeah.'
Of all places, running into an acquaintance here. Worst luck. If she blabs to Somi...
The perfect family I've fought to protect crumbles in an instant. I sneak a glance at Shin Ji-yeon's expression.
"You're Somi's boyfriend, right?"
"Uh, yeah..."
"This is the women's restroom."
She doesn't make a fuss or yell. Calm as a kindergarten teacher gently scolding a kid, she points out my mistake.
"Ah, it was just urgent..."
"Still, that's no excuse, Siwoo."
"Han Siwoo."
"Right, Siwoo. If you were a girl sneaking into the men's room, you'd get in serious trouble."
"Yeah..."
Her lecture drags on longer than expected. Honestly, it's getting annoying.
Shin Ji-yeon glances around. Checking if anyone's nearby?
"Looks like we're alone for now."
"Uh, yeah."
The vibe turns weird. Her eyes have this ominous glint...
Is she about to make a move on her friend's boyfriend?
I step back, clenching my fist—ready to punch her womb and bolt if needed.
"Let's go, then."
"Huh?"
"What, planning to live here forever?"
Turns out my paranoia was off. Shin Ji-yeon seems normal enough—just minus the moralizing, she's like any other girl.
'Yeah, only Kang Ye-jin rapes guys at school.'
Fucking bitch...
For the record, I won't whine like some local guy about getting raped by Kang Ye-jin. That's why I can stand tall and plot payback against this one too.
Maybe it's my temperament. A grown man acting pathetic just makes me want to deck him. Tough mentality? Sure.
Of course, the guilt over Somi weighs heavy. I just suck at expressing it...
Last time I tried "atoning" with service, it backfired hard. No clue how to vent it properly.
'Maybe a date.'
Yeah, that sounds good. It's been ages since Somi and I went on one. No need to show love through sex.
"This is serious. You know that, right?"
"Yeah..."
We step out into the hall, chatting briefly in front of the restroom. More lecturing?
"So I'll report it to the teachers."
"W-what?!"
Thought we were cool? No such luck.
Shin Ji-yeon declares it with a stern face.
"Rules are rules. Boys in the boys' room, girls in the girls'."
"I know that! Why blow up something we could just let slide?"
"You're a boy—you'll just get a slap on the wrist. No need to worry."
What kind of rigid bitch is this? She's pissing me off enough to spark murder vibes.
'Type I knew in my past life.'
Self-righteous pricks who play holier-than-thou while screwing others over. My blood boils.
'...But I can't let her talk.'
I'll catch minor heat from a teacher. But the fallout? Those delinquents who gang-raped me in the gym storage hearing I was in the girls' room?
They'll see me as easy pussy and come swarming. Logic's a stretch, but if they spread rumors, I need her mouth shut.
'Ugh... what now?'
Bribe her? Nah, she's loaded—tutors and academies explain her grades.
"Well then."
Shin Ji-yeon spins to head down the hall toward the office. Shit... this snitch is serious?
Exhausting woman.
'Gotta stop her, even if it kills me!'
Good plan, good plan... only one option.
This damn girl needs a "surefire" hook-up, but using it again...
'Fuck!'
I grab her clothes with my small hand as she walks slowly toward the office. She stops easily.
"Um, listen..."
"What."
She turns, looking down. I squeeze my eyes shut and blurt it out.
"Wanna... go in the stall with me...?"
Not too direct. Not shame—Somi's face triggers guilt, killing any shameless swagger about banging another girl.
"You. Have a girlfriend."
She's rigid and conscienceless, but no idiot. She gets my intent instantly, face twisting in disgust.
"You some manwhore?"
"No!"
"Then why?"
Even I think it's paranoid. Maybe I'm overreacting.
But that faint chance—past life's backstabs always came from "what ifs." I'd chase even 0.01% odds.
"I-I got warned last time for wandering in by accident."
"Totally manwhore."
"Damn it, no!"
Sure, I've fucked other girls messy for payoffs, but I'm no streetwalker—barely.
"I don't make a hobby of touching other girls' boyfriends. Especially friends' dicks."
"Ah, well..."
"Fine, I'll let it slide. Your sincerity's touching."
What? Just like that? She planned this?
Nah, no way...
"Perfect, no one's around."
"Uh-huh..."
Third stall in a row... Am I donating dick and cum here again?
"Hm, lunch break's ending soon. Can't use your dick. Suck me off instead."
Small mercy? No consecutive dick duty for other girls.
"Now, suck slow."
"Ugh, uuu..."
This bitch shoves her pussy in her friend's boyfriend's face suspiciously fast. Was she eyeing me from the start?
Smooth pink slit, no hair—waxed?
I stick out my tongue and flick it lightly.
"Hah, haaah..."
"Mmm..."
This reaction from a graze? Kang Ye-jin's the freak!
'Somi's no premature squirter!'
-Slurp, slurrrp, suck, gulp, haaah, gulp.
Slowly... I lap at her pussy eagerly, teasing her clit carefully with the tip, no teeth. I swallow the leaking juices bit by bit, and soon Shin Ji-yeon's face goes dazed.
"Hah, haaaht! Haaak, haaa..."
"Hmph, when you cum, don't shoot in my mouth."
"What? Then what's the point of oral?"
"You're at a toilet. Use that."
"Tch."
Post-gangbang, I know waterlogged guts are hell. Can't relive that nightmare.
"Fine, I have an idea too..."
"Huh?"
"I'll tell you later. Just suck hard."
Her speech is turning Kang Ye-jin-like. Do all horny girls morph into her?
-Slurp, slurrrp, gulp, tsurp...
-Hah, haaah, slurp...
"Haaa... fuck, feels good. Before I cum... drop your pants."
"No dick insertion..."
"Not fucking—just hurry!"
What now...? I obey, pants down. My dick springs up, veiny and throbbing.
"Hah, haaaaa!!!"
"Eek?!"
-Squirt, squirt, squirt!!
Her pussy gushes, spraying straight onto my dick. Warm juices coat the shaft, dripping down.
"What the hell?!"
"Looked lonely. Gave it some decoration."
"No, this is..."
"Don't wipe it with tissue. You look so fucking hot like that..."
Shin Ji-yeon yanks me up, forcing pants and underwear back on. Wetness soaks my crotch.
"Ugh, you really..."
"Go see Somi like this. Way hotter... chatting with your girlfriend, dick glazed in another girl's juices."
"Shut up. We're done."
All I can think is: Weekend date with Somi, stat.