Chapter 258
Chapter 258
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Pussy Juice Edition Hot Bar
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I pulled her pants down just enough to expose only her ass. The stick was poking out over her panties.
I shook it up and down.
"Haa... Don't do it now..."
"Wasn't it tough holding it in there for over an hour?"
"You told me to, Master."
"In that case, you say, 'I endured it for you, Master.'"
"Perverted bastard."
"What?"
"What? I didn't say anything."
Why did her polite speech sound so aggressive?
She seemed genuinely pissed, like she had some built-up resentment, but either way, that mouth of hers needed fixing.
I pulled her panties down too, fully exposing her ass.
She shot me a sharp glare for a moment, but Park Seo-yoon was approaching after picking out her lunchbox, so she quickly turned her head away.
As soon as the items hit the counter, I grabbed the stick and shoved it deep inside until the hot bar completely disappeared.
"Hngh!"
Park Seo-yoon gave me a weird look, but Han Hee-jin pretended not to notice and picked up the barcode scanner.
I applauded her incredible self-control and started pistoning back and forth.
Squelch... squelch...
Maybe because it had been inside her for over an hour, the interior was incredibly slick.
It felt like gliding over ice. The frictionless motion surprised even me.
I leaned in close to the back of Han Hee-jin's head as she rang up the items and whispered softly.
"How delicious must it have been for you to drool this much?"
Her reaction was immediate. Whether from shame or anger, her body trembled visibly.
But seeing that just made me want to do more.
I glanced at Park Seo-yoon handing over her card nonchalantly and pulled the hot bar out of her pussy.
"Hngh..."
It was coated in thick white fluids.
To Han Hee-jin, it was just pussy juice edition, but to me, it looked like a hot bar drenched in lemon syrup.
'It's like they sprayed concentrated lemonade on it.'
The tangy intensity hit my nose even from here.
I rubbed the hot bar against her pussy while waiting for the transaction to finish.
A moment later, Park Seo-yoon picked up her lunchbox and met my eyes through the gap in her hat and mask—clear and bright.
She gave a small nod.
Then she dipped her head slightly and headed out. Nicer than I expected.
The moment the door swung shut behind her, Han Hee-jin whipped around and grabbed my hand.
"You're... insane!?"
"Watch your word choice. What do you mean calling your Master insane?"
"No, it was already tough keeping it in for so long, and then you shove it in again..."
"For someone complaining, your pussy sure leaked a ton of juice."
I held the hot bar, now white and sticky, right in front of her face. A string stretched out and snapped to the floor.
"Ngh..."
Han Hee-jin let out a small groan and averted her eyes. I immediately brought it to my mouth and took a big bite.
"Mmm... Delicious."
"Wh-what... what are you eating!?"
"It's delicious, so why complain? Jealous I stole a bite?"
I chewed loudly on purpose, and she made a disgusted face. She'd swallow my cum just fine, but hated her own juices this much.
Delicious, though.
I swallowed the lemon-flavored hot bar and offered the rest to her.
"You have a bite too. You worked hard holding it in."
"No."
"Why not?"
"Wh-who eats their own...?"
"It's all training. Eat it without complaining."
"What kind of training is this?"
How should I convince her when she was denying it so hard?
I pointed at my cock while giving her a reasonable excuse.
"Say we have raw sex later. But no creampie, so I'd have to cum somewhere else, right? Where do you think?"
"...Your stomach? Back? Wait, raw sex?"
"Hypothetically. Anyway, both wrong."
I wagged my finger side to side with a disappointed look.
I added a tsk-tsk sound, and her face hardened fast.
"Then... no way."
I gave her the answer straight up, since she'd caught on.
Bluntly.
"What else? I cum in your mouth. Means sucking my cock mixed with your pussy juice and my cum."
"Bullshit. Have you lost your mind, Master?"
"Why would I?"
"How could anyone do that?"
"All my girlfriends did it."
I hadn't planned to mention that, but oh well.
Sorry, but shock therapy seemed most effective.
"A-all... of them?"
As expected, she stuttered in shock.
"They sucked the thing straight from their pussies like it was delicious. Swallowed my load right after like it was candy."
"...Not bullshit?"
"100% true story."
She stayed silent for a bit. Clenched her fists like she was pissed, then glared at the hot bar in my hand.
She snatched my arm and pulled it to her mouth.
The top was already bitten, giving it a grotesque look, but she'd made up her mind. She took a deep breath and opened wide.
Chomp chomp.
She bit off a big chunk like I had and grimaced hard.
Hated losing that much, huh? Forcing it down anyway.
She definitely needed a push.
"Not bad, right?"
"Don't make me say it."
"You're eating it so well—don't play dumb."
Han Hee-jin avoided my eyes, chewed a few more times, and swallowed it down.
She immediately headed to the fridge, grabbed a drink, and chugged it.
Like she wanted to wash away every trace in her mouth.
She crumpled the empty can with a crunch and whipped her head around.
"Drama queen."
"Not drama."
"Your pussy juice is delicious, so acting like that is pure drama."
"It's not."
Rebellion or real? Guess I'd have to repeat until she got used to it.
I glanced at the clock. Ten minutes until the rush.
Seizing the empty store, I decided to go quick.
"Come here."
I beckoned Han Hee-jin to stand in front of me. She trudged over, looking grumpy.
As soon as she arrived, I yanked down her pants and pressed my cock against her sopping wet hole.
"Ri-right here...?"
"Not going all out, so just stay still."
She sounded seriously flustered, not expecting it right at the counter.
But no refusal or resistance.
Her ass even pushed back a little—expecting it deep down.
If only that mouth were as honest as her body.
"Don't scream."
Warning given, I grabbed her hips and slowly thrust in.
Stretched to the hot bar's size, it was tight but her juices let me slide all the way.
"Haaaang...! Hngh... You're not even wearing a condom."
"Want me to pull out if I do?"
"Shut up and pull out..."
"Does this sloppy pussy get to order its Master around? Shut it."
I smacked her ass, and her pussy clenched tight.
Like a signal, she gripped the counter with both hands and assumed doggy position.
"Quick, before someone comes..."
Rubbing her ass against my groin, anticipating the pleasure rush. She was lit up now.
I wanted to slam into that flesh and feel the thrill of doing it in the store, but that wasn't the goal.
Instead of thrusting, I rotated my cock, scraping her walls hard.
Felt the sticky juices cling, so I pulled out.
"Haa...ngh...! Why?"
"Want more?"
"...Dunno."
"Then crawl under the counter and clean my cock till you do."
Expecting a reward? She crouched under without a word and looked up at me.
Her gaze locked straight on my cock, thick with white globs. She wrapped a hand around my thigh cautiously and extended her tongue toward the shaft.
"Chup... smack... mmph... mm..."
Slow but thorough, she cleaned her own fluids.
She hesitated at the thicker white spots but closed her eyes, pressed her lips, and sucked them off.
"Smooch... smack... haa... slurp..."
Speeding up, her mouth reached the head. She meticulously cleaned the ridge, then paused.
She looked up with pleading eyes, like asking permission.
"What? Leaving the tip?"
"I'll do it."
Her soft lips engulfed the head like she'd been waiting. Her tongue swirled wildly, crawling every inch.
"Mmph...! Nggh... ngh... heuk..."
Twisting her head side to side over my cock. Not enough—she swallowed half the shaft.
"Slurp... slurp... hoo..."
Just meant cleaning, but she went full blowjob. Vacuum suction too, sucking out the air and focusing on the ridge like I taught her.
As I thrust into her mouth, enjoying it, I heard a wet sound from somewhere.
Squelch squelch...
Looked down—her hand had slipped inside her pants.
Thinking she was sneaky, but my sharp hearing caught it.
"Mmph...! Haa... chup..."
"Welcome."
A customer entered, but she showed no sign of stopping. If anything, my twitching cock excited her more.
I rang up stone-faced, occasionally glancing down to meet her eyes.
Her sparkling gaze screamed, 'Am I doing good?'
I throbbed in answer, and thrilled Han Hee-jin sucked hard till I came.
Spurt spurt...!! Spuuurt...!! Splurt...!!
Five customers right there, and I'm feeding her cum under the counter.
Kept a straight face, but couldn't stop my lips twitching up.
Maybe my expression bugged the customer bagging items—he asked casually.
"Um... where's that blonde part-timer?"
Not into me, then.
"She went to the bathroom—stomachache."
"Oh, okay. Thanks."
But the blonde's savoring my cum right now.
Holding back bragging, something touched my cock.
Han Hee-jin wiping saliva traces with tissue, meticulously.
She fixed her clothes and popped out, whispering in my ear.
"Master, how about closing the store for a bit later?"