Chapter 78
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 78
Chapter Title: Multipurpose Practice Classroom (2)
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Of course, Ha Yoon wasn't always the one on the receiving end. She yanked Kim Seon-ah close, flipping their positions like it was nothing, and grinned.
"My turn now."
"Haha... go easy on me?"
Instead of answering, Ha Yoon slid downward. She wasn't all that confident with fingering like Kim Seon-ah, but she could proudly say she was pretty good with her mouth.
She parted the shyly closed knees and brought her face close to the hidden slit, using her thumbs to spread the tightly sealed folds. It was already slick and wet from their earlier sloppy kisses.
"Hng..."
Ha Yoon stuck out her tongue and began licking slowly. Kim Seon-ah, already heating up, let out a small moan at the light teasing.
Buoyed by the sound, Ha Yoon grew bolder in her caresses. She lapped meticulously at the parted outer lips, then sucked gently on the slightly erect clit, rolling it with her tongue.
Each time, Kim Seon-ah cried out in ecstasy with moans like "Heut, aaang...!" Not satisfied, Ha Yoon thrust her tongue deep inside, scraping at the inner walls, and Kim Seon-ah's body soon convulsed wildly.
Already so aroused, climax wasn't far off. As her legs twitched and trembled, Ha Yoon pulled her mouth away, circling the clit with her fingers while rubbing her lips against the inner thighs. The extra stimulation amid the peak sent orgasm after orgasm crashing through.
"Hauk, huaaah!"
Ha Yoon stopped leaving kiss marks and climbed up as Kim Seon-ah shuddered violently, hips quaking.
"How was that? I'm pretty good too, right?"
"Haat, haa... Yeah, you are, Ha Yoon."
Kim Seon-ah smiled breathlessly. The two lay side by side, bodies overlapping, catching their breath. They didn't stay still, though.
Once breathing steadied, they shared light kisses and quenched their thirst with water from the classroom faucet.
Things had calmed a bit, but if it was going to end with light play, they wouldn't have come to the Multipurpose Practice Classroom.
It was the only spot with a bed for secret fun, but it held plenty more besides.
Kim Seon-ah hauled a large box onto the bed from somewhere in the room. It was the same one Hong Ryeon had used to torment Ha Yoon before—and once, Ha Seung-jin had collected toys here to torment trainees.
"Jeez, every damn thing imaginable."
"I've only used a few of them."
Kim Seon-ah marveled at the countless adult toys, and Ha Yoon muttered defensively.
It wasn't a lie. What she'd used on trainees were just penis bands, electric massagers, dildos. She had no clue about thin beaded strings or giant plugs whose purpose she didn't even want to know.
"...Guess you had some pretty kinky tastes?"
"I told you, no. Teacher Choi recommended them. I just collected what he said."
Only Teacher Choi and Teacher Gan really knew these toys intimately. She wasn't close with Teacher Gan, so Choi was the only one to ask. And this was the result.
Kim Seon-ah shrugged like she got it and rummaged through the box, then gasped and lifted something out.
"Oh, this too?"
"What's that one?"
It wasn't huge—about the size of an open palm. A slight protrusion with a small hole for inserting something, but its purpose was a mystery.
"You don't know? Never tried it?"
"I told you, most of this stuff I've never used."
"Wanna give it a shot?"
How was she supposed to use it without knowing what it did? As Ha Yoon eyed it skeptically, Kim Seon-ah crept behind her and settled in. Ha Yoon tilted her head, glancing back.
"How does it work?"
"Once you try it, you'll never forget."
Instead of explaining, she just grinned mischievously. Ha Yoon sighed and shook her head.
Eh, probably just like an electric massager anyway.
And that thought changed in less than five minutes.
"Euit, euaaaagh...!"
Ha Yoon's face burned red as she gritted her teeth. She couldn't scream—not because it was bearable, but because letting go even a little would make her squirt and climax uncontrollably.
"Seon-Seon-ah, stop, pleeease, ugiiiik...!"
"Just cum hard once and get it over with. No idea why you're holding back like that."
Despite Ha Yoon's pleading, Kim Seon-ah just smiled sweetly. But she couldn't cum. The intense pleasure kept building without peaking, edging her endlessly.
What Kim Seon-ah held was a Womanizer—simply put, a device for intense clit stimulation. She slipped the lightly teased, erect nub into the hole, where it vibrated mercilessly against bumpy insides.
She wanted to thrash free, but Kim Seon-ah pinned her whole body with arms and legs, anticipating it.
"You'll never forget it," she'd said—more like forcing unforgettable torment into her body. Ha Yoon shrieked shrilly, "Hiiik, hiiik!", body quaking. She tried pulling her hips back, but Kim Seon-ah braced firmly from behind, trapping her in pleasure hell.
"I-I'm turning stupid, my brain's, burning uup...!"
"Even if you go dumb, I'll protect you. Go ahead and lose your mind."
With gentle words and a nip at her ear, Ha Yoon couldn't hold back anymore.
"Ahak, kahak...!"
She bucked wildly, squirting everywhere. Kim Seon-ah gripped tighter in surprise at the thrashing, but it was barely enough. Ha Yoon felt like she couldn't breathe, throat clogged like a cock was jammed in it.
After that massive climax, exhaustion overwhelmed her. She coughed, gasping for air.
"You okay?"
"Huu, huek... Does it, look like it...?"
"Ahaha... Sorry. Got too carried away."
Kim Seon-ah apologized sincerely at Ha Yoon's teary glare, then fetched a towel to gently wipe and massage her limbs clean. Red marks stood out from the tight hold.
Only after propping her head to sip water did Ha Yoon's mood improve. She sat up and rummaged through the box. Kim Seon-ah watched worriedly, hoping for nothing vicious in revenge.
Soon, something appeared in Ha Yoon's hand.
"Ah..."
It was the penis band Hong Ryeon and her crew had used for Ha Yoon's gangbang once—similar in size to Ha Seung-jin's cock. Ha Yoon strapped it on and pounced on Kim Seon-ah.
"Kyaaak!"
Kim Seon-ah toppled with a startled yelp, the black cock model flopping onto her face.
"I'm seriously pissed this time. I said stop, but you wouldn't listen..."
"S-Sorry..."
"Apologize with actions, not words. Suck it like it's a real dick."
Resigned, Kim Seon-ah kissed the model cock.
She slurped noisily, making it feel authentic. Reaching the tip, she gripped the base with one hand and swirled her tongue with her mouth open.
"Good girl... that's it..."
Ha Yoon moaned softly, as if it were her own cock being pleasured, sounding deeply satisfied.
It matched her old male size perfectly, drawing her right in. Kim Seon-ah went all out, sucking with a pop, cheeks hollowing slightly as she bobbed her head.
Ha Yoon instinctively reached out, grabbing her head. Kim Seon-ah paused, then smiled with her eyes, placing her hand over Ha Yoon's.
Like saying, go ahead. Taking the silent permission, Ha Yoon gripped and thrust into her mouth like an onahole. Slurps, pops, gags, smacks—the vulgar sounds repeated.
Unlike a real cock that'd end with ejaculation, the model could go forever, so Ha Yoon released her head, satisfied. But Kim Seon-ah, lost in the role, kept bobbing a few more times before stopping.
"Now I'll put it in."
Imagining it'd have emptied her balls if real, Ha Yoon gripped the slick model and aimed at Kim Seon-ah's entrance. With a wet squelch, the tip sank in, and Kim Seon-ah's arms wrapped around her neck.
"Chuwup—"
Kisses followed. Ha Yoon slammed her hips down, thrusting deep.
"Haat...!"
Kim Seon-ah broke the kiss, moaning as her insides filled completely. Length and girth rivaling the trainers'. It felt like her guts were being lifted.
"If I were still a guy, I'd be pounding you with the real thing, not this fake. Too bad, huh."
"Me too..."
Kim Seon-ah replied, meeting her lips again.
Of course, if they'd met as trainer and trainee, this loving sex wouldn't happen—but they ignored that.
For a while, the Multipurpose Practice Classroom echoed endlessly with their ecstatic cries.
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"Ugh... my back's killing me..."
"That's what you get for slacking on exercise."
Ha Yoon grumbled, rubbing her waist and sore spots. Kim Seon-ah, fresh from the shower and fine as ever, grinned while toweling off. No good comeback, so Ha Yoon did the same.
After tidying the room and showering, evening roll call loomed.
"There you are, Ha Yoon, Seon-ah. Seen So-hyeon anywhere?"
Strolling back to the dorm, Jin Si-won asked anxiously.
"How would we know? You'd know better than us."
"Teacher Choi called her, so I don't know either. But based on past times, she should've been back by now."
"Eh, probably just playing longer today."
Ha Yoon brushed it off casually. Trainees called by trainers often took forever to return—it wasn't weird.
But Jin Si-won stayed uneasy. Ha Yoon tuned her out quickly, flopping onto her bunk to rest until roll call.
And then roll call time.
"...Emergency. Shin So-hyeon's missing."
Hong Ryeon returned from counting heads with Teacher Choi, face grim.