A Total Onahole — That's My Place Right Now
"You actually showed up on time today. Guess you didn't masturbate."
"Would you shut up…! Hyeon's right here!"
Park Youngkwon tossed the line out in a voice thick with mischief.
I was standing in front of the dungeon with Park Youngkwon and Seo Hyeon, waiting on the teammate who still hadn't arrived.
She's not going to give me attitude about being late to the café, right?
The second I see her, I should apologize first.
"Five minutes left…. Do you think she'll make it…."
"With her class, she's probably got a lot to prep. That's all."
When Hyeon fretted, Park Youngkwon answered her kindly.
Meanwhile he asked me if I got here early because I skipped jerking off…!
Haa…. I'm only holding it in because of Hyeon.
Even when irritation flared, one look at Hyeon's chest and the anger melted away.
Massive breasts really did have all kinds of beneficial effects.
"Oh…. She's here…. Over there…."
Hyeon whispered it so softly.
I followed her gaze. In the distance, a girl was hauling a backpack that looked three times bigger than her own body, trudging toward us with obvious effort.
"That's her?"
"Yeah…."
"Hmm…. Why does that silhouette look so familiar? Are you close with her, Hyeon?"
"No…. I only met her for the first time at the café yesterday…. Hehe…."
That smile is too cute, Seo Hyeon.
Don't hang a pair of giant tits like that and then grin like an idiot!
Last night, Hyeon and I had gamed together. Our hobbies lined up so well that understanding each other came easy, and after talking for hours we'd gotten properly close.
Her smile had been so adorable I'd ended up squishing and pinching her cheeks.
"Hweeeeh…. Shtop iiit…."
"Your cheeks are like little sticky rice cakes. So cute."
Next time I'm definitely getting my hands on those breasts too.
While I was still lost in that memory of playing with Hyeon, the owner of the backpack finally reached the dungeon entrance.
"Hahh…. Hah…."
"Why are you so late."
"I had… a lot to pack…."
Park Youngkwon spoke coldly to the girl who was clearly struggling. So he's only nice to Hyeon? At least it's not just me he treats like garbage. That's a relief.
I stepped toward the backpack's owner to apologize for yesterday. The massive pack hid most of her face, but I planted myself in front of her and started talking.
"Um, about being late yesterday, I'm sorr—"
"Huh?"
"You fucking bitch…!"
The second I got a close look at her face, it clicked.
Short black hair. Big brown eyes.
A little on the short side, average chest, wide hips.
The girl I'd locked eyes with while masturbating on that bench.
The one who'd done pull-ups in the bathroom trying to find me.
She was Jeong Su-ah.
The instant I realized it was Jeong Su-ah, the curse flew out of my mouth on pure reflex.
"What did you just say…?"
Jeong Su-ah asked, looking flustered. Beside us, Hyeon stared at me with her mouth hanging open and her eyes trembling. Park Youngkwon tilted his head, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.
From Jeong Su-ah's perspective, she had no idea I was the bench masturbator — so this was the same as getting sworn at by a total stranger.
And if anyone brought up that community post, she'd figure out I was the bench girl for sure.
Why the hell did I just blurt that out…!
"Do you know me?"
"Ah…. Uh…. That's…."
I couldn't answer Jeong Su-ah's question.
I'd just dropped a full-volume curse right in her face and had zero way to explain why, so my brain simply blue-screened.
Okay. I really need to cut back on the swearing.
"You just… look a lot like someone who took my money and ghosted me. I mixed you up. Sorry…."
"What…? Whatever…. Let's just get into the dungeon already."
"And I'm sorry about being late yesterday…. Personal stuff…."
"It's fine. I had a part-time job anyway, so I left early."
So she didn't storm off because she was pissed I was late.
I glared daggers at Park Youngkwon and silently cussed him out with my eyes.
This bastard, confusing me for no reason….
Apparently he didn't like the look I was giving him, because he grabbed my wrist and suddenly dragged me into the restroom beside the dungeon.
Okay, this is a little scary.
"What."
"You know that girl? Because I sure don't."
"Weren't you the one who invited her?"
"A teacher forced her into my party."
"Ah…."
"So why the sudden curse?"
"I already told you…."
"You planning to lie to me too? At least make it sound believable."
The look in Park Youngkwon's eyes scared me enough that I spilled everything.
Getting caught by Jeong Su-ah while masturbating outside. The post she'd written on the community board. Nearly getting caught again while getting off in the bathroom. The fact that the girl in the post I'd written had been Jeong Su-ah.
The second I dumped the whole story on him, he clutched his stomach and howled with laughter.
"Seriously…. She didn't even name you specifically. Why get so mad?"
"If she'd caught me in the bathroom, she definitely would've posted that the masturbating girl was Yoo Hana."
"You don't know that. From the way she talked just now, she doesn't seem like a bad kid."
"She's only the second-lowest level after me, so she's probably just playing it safe."
Honestly, Jeong Su-ah's chill attitude had already scrubbed away most of my bad feelings toward her. But Park Youngkwon jumping to her defense for no reason still pissed me off.
It felt like nobody was on my side, so I kept tearing her down with words I didn't even mean.
"Her level's low? How would you know that."
"Well…. I've got a scouting-type skill."
"What's her level, then?"
"Twenty-five."
"Huh? That low? That's weird."
"What is?"
"She's in SS-class. Level twenty-five is strange."
He had a point.
Helena, the top student in A-class, was level fifty-five, and Hyeon in S-class had said she was sixty-nine.
Someone in SS-class should have been higher than both of them — or at least close.
"Maybe she's just a special case?"
"I'll look into it myself."
"You can't tell her I was the one who gave you her level!"
"Fine. But you."
"Yeah?"
"You've still got a punishment coming."
Without warning, Park Youngkwon unzipped his pants.
"Why…. Why…! What did I even…!"
"You lied."
"When did I!"
"At the start. You said you didn't know Jeong Su-ah."
"Th-that was…."
"And you never properly told me about your skills either, did you?"
"......."
He wasn't wrong, so I had nothing to say.
But why is he unzipping his pants.
"If you don't listen, maybe I'll just post this on the community myself."
"Huh?"
"This."
Park Youngkwon lifted his phone and showed me a photo.
A picture of me at home, burying my face in his underwear and touching myself.
"What the hell is that!"
"Took it during that meeting last time. Looked fun."
"Delete it right now…!"
"Girl who didn't even notice she was being photographed while she jerked off. How's that for a title?"
"Don't you dare…!"
"If I post this, the reactions are going to be hilarious."
Hilarious, my ass…. My entire academy life would be over.
"I said delete it!"
"Behave, and I'll think about it."
Park Youngkwon pointed at his open zipper with one finger.
"You're going to suck it, right?"
"......."
I had no choice. I dropped to my knees in front of him.
I was wearing the academy uniform skirt, so the cold bathroom floor pressed straight against my bare knees.
So this is why girls wear stockings.
I reached up to pull down his pants and underwear — and he caught my hands.
"Hm…?"
"No hands. Use your mouth."
Park Youngkwon knew exactly what made a woman look filthy and hot.
The image of Yoo Hana stripping his pants and underwear with nothing but her mouth and then sucking his cock — what man alive wouldn't get hard at that?
Hell, even I would have been at full power.
I understood where he was coming from. The problem was that the person inside Yoo Hana was still me.
But there was no way around it. If my academy life went up in flames, any chance of getting back to my original world went with it.
So I did as he said — no hands, only my mouth, working his pants and underwear down.
"Good girl. Finish one load quick and let's go. The others are waiting."
"They're off…."
"Suck."
I pressed my face close to a cock so huge it should have been disgusting.
That familiar, sweet smell.
Like Pavlov's dog drooling at the sound of a bell.
The second I breathed him in, pussy juice started dripping down my thighs.
The cock I'd thought was revolting started looking adorable, and the situation that had pissed me off a minute ago soaked through with thrill and filthy shame until I was getting turned on.
Taking in a scent I hadn't had in days dragged up the memory of every time that smell had conquered me and left me stuffing my own fingers into my cunt.
There's no escaping this smell.
Just accept it.
Pleasure isn't only a bad thing, right?
How the hell is anyone supposed to resist this.
I started with the side of his shaft, dragging my tongue in long, greedy strokes while I sucked the scent deep into my lungs.
"Chuuup…. Ssshhp…. Haa…."
"Starting with the smell again."
"Juuup…. Chhok…."
I licked him all over in broad sweeps, planting kisses on his cock and balls alike.
Personally, I liked sucking his balls even more than his cock.
The smell down there was richer, denser, better.
"Chooop…. Chooop…."
"You're sucking those like candy."
"I'sh sho good…."
"Enough balls. Suck the cock now."
"Okay…."
Shame.
I wanted more of the smell.
I took his cock into my mouth until it filled me and rolled my tongue around it.
I swept the underside of the head in wide strokes, then flicked the tip of my tongue left and right as fast as I could.
I looked up while working him — and Park Youngkwon was frowning.
Am I doing it wrong?
Why does he look like that….
"Tch. I need to cum already…. You're terrible at this."
"I'b shorry…. I'b shorry…."
"Forget it."
"I'b twying weally hard…. Churrrp…. Juuup…."
"No. Stop moving. Just keep your teeth out of the way."
"....Ungh…?"
Park Youngkwon grabbed the back of my head and drove his cock deep into my mouth.
It shoved all the way into my throat and a gagging retch surged up.
"Guhh…! Khhk…! Guh! Ooogh…!"
"Hold it."
Sometimes he used his hands to work my head like a fleshlight.
Sometimes he locked my skull in place and thrust himself, slamming into me on his own.
A complete mouth-pussy onahole.
That was exactly where I stood right now.
"Hah…. Cumming."
"Khhk…."
Brrrrrrrt♡ Brrrruut♡ Brrrt!
"Guhh…! Kek!"
"Don't spill it. Hold it in your mouth. Don't swallow."
An enormous flood of hot cum poured into my mouth.
That thick, dense smell punched straight through my nose and into my brain.
Ahhh…. The best….
Just like he'd ordered, I didn't swallow. I gathered every drop and held it on my tongue.
The taste and the smell were so intoxicating it was hard to stay sane.
"Heee…. I didn' shwallow it…."
"Good. After dungeon practice is over, I'm checking again — so keep it right there in your mouth."
"Heh…?"