Chapter 290
Chapter 290
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: I'll Help You, So Please Don't Use the Onahole
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I gripped the onahole in my hand but hadn't connected it yet.
There was no point in pulling it out right away when she still had no idea what was going on.
'At least I've confirmed where it is for a quick grab.'
All the preparations for a dramatic reveal were complete.
Now I just had to put on an Oscar-worthy performance of being forcibly jerked off.
I felt my cock hardening steadily as I slumped over the desk.
As I grimaced, Park Seoyoon flashed a satisfied smile and gripped harder.
The soft texture glided over every inch of my dick, and it stiffened up in no time.
Accepting my cock's plea that it was cramped in my tight pants, I unzipped.
Tzzip.
Like it had been waiting, my 20cm monster sprang out.
At the same time, a small gasp escaped Park Seoyoon's lips, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
It was big enough for anyone to notice immediately, just like her reaction, but we desperately pretended not to know as we continued our bizarre act.
A celebrity fiddling with a dildo during class and me openly pulling out my cock—a perfect collaboration.
Stroke... stroke... stroke...
Park Seoyoon's hand moved busily.
I'd thought she'd tease me slowly at first, but no.
Her unusually hot touch tapped under the head, focusing on my sensitive spots.
'Feels good, but... at this pace, I might cum sooner than planned.'
It was completely different from last time, when she'd gently stroked my shaft and balls.
Rather than watching my reactions, she seemed dead set on making me blow my load quick.
Was she mad about me creaming her bag yesterday?
I couldn't say for sure it had zero effect.
I adjusted my relaxed sitting posture.
And, just in case, I sneaked a sideways glance at Park Seoyoon's face.
Zing.
Our eyes nearly met.
My movement had drawn even more of her attention.
Honestly, exchanging glances wouldn't matter, but staring into those clear eyes might prick my conscience, so I held back.
About three minutes passed, and a signal started from my balls.
Feeling the swelling shaft, Park Seoyoon shook it more roughly, aiming the dildo at the towel laid out below.
She kept her eyes glued to me, probably wanting to see my panicked face.
But one of those incidents was enough last time.
I wasn't putting up with it anymore.
'Perfect timing to pull it out.'
I grabbed the onahole from my bag.
I yanked it out fast, connected to Park Seoyoon, and pressed the head against the tightly shut hole.
"Eek!"
Her body jolted hard in that instant.
Since she'd been watching me closely, she instantly knew the hard thing pressing her pussy was my cock.
Her face screamed no way as her eyes widened.
Tense about what crazy move I'd pull next, but it was too late to stop.
I rubbed the head at the entrance, slowly stretching her pussy.
With all the precum coating it, friction wasn't an issue.
"W-Wai... stop...!"
The tip slid in. Hot and tight, clinging without a gap.
The flesh that had never taken a man before writhed endlessly, trying to figure out the intruder's identity.
Was it the thrill of being the first in a celebrity's pussy?
A pleasant current shot up my spine.
Eager for more, I pushed right up to her hymen.
But she warned me not to go further, clenching her fist hard.
Too bad—it was a handshake.
The urge to cum had risen to my urethra, and combined with the pussy's pleasure, I blew my load right away.
Spurt...!! Spuuurt...!! Spurt...!!
"N-No...! Kyaa...! Ngh!"
Ignoring the shocked voice from next to me, I focused on the sensation in my lower body.
Was it instinct craving semen? Her insides clamped wildly, vaginal folds scraping the head like mad.
Movements trying to squeeze out everything in my urethra.
I didn't hold back, firing off several blasts till the end.
Moments later, as the massive pleasure wave passed, I snapped back.
Just the tip in, and it still felt incredibly satisfying.
I forcibly pulled my cock from the still-squeezing onahole.
Pop!
Careful with the angle to keep semen from leaking, the hole kept spasming endlessly.
Did it feel that good for her?
"Hoo..."
I let out a small sigh of relief, then felt a gaze like needles pricking my face.
I knew who without looking.
Breaking our unspoken rule of no eye contact, Park Seoyoon glared daggers.
Alternating between my face, my still-hard cock, and the onahole in my hand.
"What... the hell are you doing..."
A question loaded with meaning.
Her voice was half panic, half anger.
But what exactly was she asking?
Pulling out my cock and holding an onahole during class?
Or cumming inside her pussy—even if just the tip?
Normally, it'd be the former.
The moment I tried to apologize, my oblivious cock twitched hard, spurting the last of it.
Splurt!
Seeing that, Park Seoyoon let out a disbelieving scoff and pointed at the door.
Clean up quietly and follow her out.
"Are you insane? What the fuck are you doing in class?"
The interrogation started the second we hit the empty hallway.
Not her place to say, as the cause, but the creampie fact seemed to make her forget.
I put on my most pitiful face, eyeing how her thighs were squeezed tight together.
"I swear, no weird intentions."
"Pulling out your dick and holding an onahole isn't weird?"
"I know it sounds crazy, but something's wrong with my body lately. I had no choice."
I exaggerated just a bit, explaining how someone kept groping my dick.
Regardless of time or place, making daily life hell.
Anyone else might not buy it, but she'd pretend to.
"So to sum up, someone's freely playing with your cock, making you cum whenever?"
"Hard to believe, I get it. But it's true. Otherwise, I wouldn't do this crazy shit."
"Right..."
Half-listening, Park Seoyoon crossed her arms.
We both knew, so maybe that.
"Then what's with the onahole? Don't tell me it's that package from last time."
"Yep. No place to hide it, so it was in my bag. Forgot, but it caught my eye."
"...So you blocked it with the onahole right before cumming?"
"Tried tissues before—they get soaked quick and messy on hands. But onahole? Way better."
I grinned sheepishly, and her face grew complicated.
At the same time, she pressed her lower belly, frowning.
"Got it for now. Gotta hit the bathroom."
"Me too."
I watched her stagger into the women's restroom, then sneaked out the onahole.
The hole was clenched inside, but semen was seeping from a tiny gap.
First time creaming inside—should I service it?
I activated voyeur mode and headed to the men's room.
Bang!
"F-Fucking hell. He came inside. Gotta get it out quick..."
Park Seoyoon rushed into a stall, yanking down her pants and panties.
Spreading her pussy wide, sticky white globs started plopping out.
"Haa... Knew something like this might happen, but right in school, out in the open..."
As big clumps fell, she shoved fingers inside.
Bent the first knuckle into a hook.
Scrape... scrape...
As she scraped out the rest, I turned on the faucet, pouring warm water into the onahole.
"Kyaaah!"
A scream echoing to the sink.
I ignored it, plunging fingers into her pussy.
Like cleaning a real onahole, I scrubbed the walls relentlessly, washing away leftover cum.
Her insides squeezed, demanding I stop, but I ignored.
"Ahh! Haa...! S-Slower...! You psycho!"
Her thighs trembled as she cursed—who knows at who.
About a minute of vigorous thrusting later, I pulled out.
Clear water dripped like post-orgasm juices.
"Haa... haa... At this rate, I'll break first..."
Feeling the foreign sensation gone, she panted roughly, grabbing tissue.
She wiped her pussy meticulously. Once the wetness faded, she dressed.
Creeak.
"So... I'm not even for relieving lust today—just a cum dump to catch it? Ridiculous..."
She let out a hollow chuckle, staring in the mirror.
Her face looked a decade older in minutes.
Pulling out makeup from her pouch, she fixed it up before slowly exiting.
Of course, I'd watched it all, leaning against the wall.
She glared at me like prey stalked by a beast.
"Why the scary stare?"
"Haa... Whatever. You said someone's messing with your dick, right?"
"Yeah."
"That's why the onahole? Easier to clean and stuff."
"Cum and rinse with water—super convenient. Non-piercing type, so dump as much as you want."
I explained the perks brightly, and her face hardened.
Finally grasping the severity.
"You only put the tip in earlier—on purpose?"
"It's tight inside, and full insertion's a pain to clean. Fine at home, but school's different."
"So at home, you'd go all the way?"
"Yep."
Her face went from stone to boulder.
She gulped, pondered seriously, then slowly spoke.
"Then... I'll help you, so please don't use that onahole?"
"Why?"
"Can't just whip that out in public, right? And I can't ignore a friend in danger."
Your virginity's the one in danger.
I glanced at her hand on her lower belly, letting out a low groan.
It worked—she kept eyeing me anxiously.
As her gaze turned uneasy, I nodded and offered my hand.
"If you do that, I'd be grateful."