The Track Fairy's Mind-Blowing Vacuum Fellatio
"Oh my!"
The Track Fairy stared at Eun-ho's erect cock popping out of his panties, her eyes wide with shock. "Tae-yoon wasn't kidding..." she murmured to herself, lost in the sight of it. Her gaze traveled from the tip of the glans down the shaft and back up again.
Eun-ho thrilled at her reaction. For the school's premier slut to be this stunned meant his size was impressive even to Yoon Jin-ah, who'd seen countless cocks.
He brought his cock right up to her face. Without a word, she smiled and wrapped one hand around the shaft, stroking it slowly, while the other rubbed the glans.
"Hoo..." Eun-ho let out an involuntary groan. Her touch was intensely stimulating—better than anyone who'd ever handled his cock. Each finger precisely grazed the sensitive spots with perfect pressure. Truly, the school's top slut isn't just anyone, he thought.
"But how did you know to come here today?" Jin-ah asked without pausing, her fingers lazily sliding up and down the shaft.
"I didn't know. I came to work out, heard the noises, and figured it out."
"You recognized it was me just from the sounds?"
"No... I overheard a conversation by chance."
"Hmm... by chance, huh?"
Her strokes quickened, the rhythm building with masterful control of pressure. The hand on the shaft twisted as it pumped, while her thumb circled the urethral opening on the glans. Precum oozed out, making it slick under her thumb.
"Ngh..."
"So, what if I'd said no? You came in so boldly."
"Haa... I knew you wouldn't refuse."
She flashed a surprised look that melted into a grin. "Heh... you're funny. So you think I spread for just anyone?"
"I don't know about that, but I figured you'd do it for me."
"Why?"
"Last time our eyes met, I saw how you looked at me—right at my crotch."
"Ah......"
Jin-ah nodded as if convinced, released the glans, and smoothly took his cock into her mouth.
"Haa..." Eun-ho exhaled deeply. Her tongue wrapped and swirled around it in a way unlike any other woman. It felt like his cock was enveloped by her tongue, licking him so fluidly it was illusory. Every flick of the tip against the sensitive underside made his thighs tense, and the broad flat of her tongue gliding down and up the shaft buckled his knees slightly.
Slurp... schlick... slurp... slurp...
Her head began bobbing back and forth. Eun-ho shivered at the novel sensation. It was different. The other women had merely sucked him off, but Jin-ah's mouth fucked his cock. There were no gaps inside. It clung completely—cheeks hugging the sides, tongue pressing up from below, lips squeezing and pulling tight. As her head pulled back, the suction tugged his entire length.
Is this the legendary vacuum fellatio I've only heard rumors about? He recalled Tae-yoon bragging about it once. He'd dismissed it as just a different feel, but experiencing it firsthand exceeded imagination.
"Ngh... urgh... mmph..." Eun-ho couldn't stifle his moans. Her mouth felt better than Ye-rin's pussy. No wonder everyone prefers experienced women.
Inside the mouth of a woman who'd likely sucked dozens—hundreds?—of cocks, Eun-ho felt his melting away. Pleasure radiated from the tip, up his spine to his back.
Slurp... schlick... slurp...
Less than two minutes in, the urge to cum surged. He felt premature.
"Sunbae... wait... hold on..."
She stopped vacuuming like a machine and looked up at him, cock still in her mouth.
"Haa... I'm gonna cum like this. It feels amazing, but I'd rather finish in your pussy."
Jin-ah pulled off, a string of saliva stretching and snapping between her lips and his cock. She grinned, lay back on the bench, and spread her legs.
Eun-ho gazed at her pussy again. It was pristine. No sign of a slut's wear. The labia started dark brown at the outer edges, fading to deep pink inward, purest pink at the entrance. Even spread wide, it didn't gape—no view inside. It looked unused.
As he stared blankly, Jin-ah spoke. "You're thinking it's cleaner than expected, right?"
He snapped to. "Ah... no... I was just thinking how pretty your pussy is."
"Wanna lick it?"
He leaned in instinctively but paused, remembering the previous guy had creampied her. Licking now might mean tasting that cum.
"Ahem... next time."
He stood, aiming his cock at her entrance.
"Heh... funny guy. You think there'll be a next time?"
"Yeah... there will."
With that, he thrust inside.
"Ahh!"
A short scream escaped her as his glans pushed past the entrance, her pussy clenching reflexively. Eun-ho started teasing from the depths, dipping just the tip in and out, gradually burying deeper with each stroke. He watched her reactions.
"Haaang... ahh... aaang... it's... so big... really big..."
Her hands gripped the bench edge, knuckles whitening. Midway in, her body twitched at a spot. Eun-ho smirked and targeted it relentlessly—thrusting deep, grinding the glans there extra, or rubbing steadily before pulling out.
"Aaaang... aaah... urgh... ughh... haaaang... aang... haaa..."
Her head arched back, tanned neck curving like a bow, sweat trickling down her collarbone. She couldn't hold back her moans anymore—louder than with the previous guy, loud enough to carry near the club room.
"Haaaang... so good... ahh... too good... aaaang..."
"Told you it'd be like this..."
Her body shuddered, accepting him. Her firm abs rippled with each hip buck. Surprisingly, sluts climaxed quickly—they knew the shortcuts from experience.
Eun-ho pinched her nipple with one hand—dark pink and erect—rolling it roughly. His other rubbed her clit.
"Haaaang... ahh... aaang... aaaaang... aang... aaa... wait... wait..."
She lifted her head, shaking it at him, eyes reddening, tears welling.
"No... aaaang... no..."
He sped up, thrusting harder. White fluid—previous cum or her juices?—oozed out with each withdrawal, thick foam ringed on his shaft.
"Aaaaang... ah... no..."
Unable to hold, she trembled violently, squirting from her urethra. Eun-ho grinned, pulled out, and shoved two fingers in, rubbing her G-spot furiously.
"Haaaang... aaaang... aaang..."
Water jetted from her pussy. She arched her hips, quaking, soaking the bench floor into a puddle, inner thighs glistening.
As she slumped, spent, he pressed his cock back to her entrance.
"Haa... haa... wait... just a sec... ahh... haaaang..."
He didn't wait—knowing women shattered if penetrated right after climax.
"Aaaang... haang... no... haaaang... aang... again... aang..."
Soon she quivered anew, pussy milking him, toes curling. Watching fueled his arousal. Jin-ah satisfied his ego differently than Eun-chae. Seeing her writhe on his cock brought a pleased smile.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
Click.
Eun-ho flicked on the fluorescent lights, squinting at the sudden brightness. Outside had darkened; only faint athletic field lamps filtered through the windows.
His eyes adjusted, landing on Jin-ah, sprawled limp on the bench. One arm dangled off, sweat-matted hair clung to her forehead and cheeks. Cum oozed steadily from her pussy, kiss marks dotted her breasts—red spots around the pink nipples.
He caught his breath, approached, pulled her up, and kissed her.
"Mmm... haa... smooch... slurp... slurp..."
Eyes closed, she sucked his invading tongue. During their multiple kisses mid-sex, he'd discovered how pleasurable kissing could be. Her skill surpassed average—not just cocksucking; her mouth was pure bliss. Her tongue tip coiled around his, releasing teasingly; lips nipped his lower one rhythmically. Breathing synced perfectly, never breaking.
Eun-ho felt himself falling for her. He understood why men sought her: beauty surpassing Ye-rin's, tanned skin, toned body, elite skills, tight pretty pussy. Ideal woman. He'd tried anal mid-session, but she said no prep today—next time. She was already planning their future.
"Haa... haa... Sunbae, next time come with no other guy's cum in your pussy... got it?"
"Mmm... mmph... yeah... I'll clean my ass too."
"Heh... good, looking forward to it."
Before parting, Eun-ho wetted a towel and wiped her meticulously—gently over kiss-marked breasts, dried juices from inner thighs. But the cum leaking from her pussy defied full cleanup.