Chapter 310
Chapter 310
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Helping a Celebrity Masturbate
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Twitch! Twitch!
Park Seoyoon's appearance had changed dramatically in just one or two minutes.
She was subtly hunching her upper body and pressing her legs together from the inside, her mouth curved in a smile that wasn't really a smile at all.
"What... are you doing here? Hnng...!"
"I told you last time, remember? I'm looking for that girl."
"Mm... Yeah."
She had to know what was going on from the endless vibrations, but maybe to confirm it herself, she asked anyway.
To satisfy her curiosity, I opened my bag.
Whirrrr...
A single wire connected to the tightly clenched entrance of the onahole.
Maybe because it was inserted so shallowly, the lewd sound echoed loudly down the hallway.
"See? She's twitching nonstop? Now you just have to find someone showing weird reactions while walking around."
"Haha... That's a really great... haat! Idea."
"I'd love to shove a dildo in there, but she's a virgin, so no choice. Aren't I being really nice?"
"Mm...! Nice."
She answered right away. It was basically her groveling on the floor.
'This is kinda fun?'
This ultra-popular idol trembling at my every word, watching my face...
Pretending to tidy the rotor's wire, I moved it this way and that.
Her shoulder jerked up sharply as it poked a sensitive new spot.
"Bu...but how long are you planning to keep that in?"
"All day today."
"Ha... All day!?"
"If I turn it off right when we run into her, I won't be able to recognize her."
I brushed past the terrified girl and headed for the elevator.
Park Seoyoon followed behind me, letting out low moans.
Tap, tap...
Even on the way to school, her chatter had dropped to an absolute minimum.
No one would believe she was the same girl I'd run into at first.
"Eut..."
She'd occasionally rub her thighs together and stop short, probably trying to hold back her moans.
Now I was the one getting bored.
She needed to show some reaction for it to feel right.
'She's keeping up fine, so maybe she can handle it? Is the vibration weaker than I thought?'
I cranked the intensity up another notch on the remote in my pocket.
"Hahuhuu-eut...!"
She stumbled to a halt, her legs buckling under the sudden surge from the rotor.
She shot me a resentful glare.
But she couldn't exactly ask outright if I'd turned it up.
Pretending to scan the surroundings, I deliberately turned my head the other way.
Then I leaned in close to Park Seoyoon and whispered,
"I just bumped up the intensity, by the way? But no one's acting weird."
"Ah... You've had it on since earlier, so maybe she's hiding... Heuk...?"
"Yeah? Should I crank it higher then?"
"No need for that!"
Sensing the danger, she yelped in alarm.
Realizing her mistake, she fanned her hand frantically and looked away.
"I just meant... it's the first day, it'd be pitiful for her. Right! Any trouble over the weekend?"
She babbled incoherently before abruptly changing the subject.
It was kinda cute, so I decided to dial it back to medium.
"Last time I touched it was three days ago, I think? She started acting all cautious once she figured out I had an onahole."
"Didn't you use the onahole? Now that I think about it, I didn't hear your door open all weekend."
"Had to meet someone, so the place was empty."
"Totally sounds like a girlfriend. Ayoung, right?"
"Secret."
Even as she said that, her face screamed, 'Tell me what you did right now.'
She had every reason to be curious—I'd been on the hunt for the culprit but hadn't laid a finger on her.
'But doesn't she already know? Why the eyes full of curiosity?'
I'd been lost in a sex haze myself, so the details were fuzzy, but midway through, an image of Park Seoyoon had flashed in my mind.
She'd been on high alert, bracing for an attack at any moment.
Just to test, I'd lightly touched the dildo.
Our timings lined up perfectly, and she'd ended up splattered with my cum.
But far from getting mad, she'd let out a huge sigh of relief.
Maybe she figured I wouldn't mess with the onahole while I was in the middle of sex?
With a bright smile, she'd brought over a medium pet bottle and fitted the glans into the entrance.
Then she'd patted my shaft and balls, cheering me on to cum buckets.
What was this, growing a plant?
"You have so many secrets. You didn't come home at all over the weekend—did you go on a trip or something?"
"Something like that. A really expensive spot."
"Jealous... How was the scenery?"
"Endless streams flowing between towering mountains, with crystal-clear birdsong echoing everywhere."
"Whoa...!"
I wove in some poetic flair like an old scholar reciting verse, and her eyes sparkled as she lost herself in fantasy.
But it's probably not what you're imagining.
I decided not to shatter the illusion.
As we started walking again, Park Seoyoon stuck close and began firing off increasingly adult questions.
"Bet you went at it like crazy all weekend?"
"Went at what?"
"C'mon, don't play dumb. This. This."
She curled her thumb and index finger into a hole.
Then she pumped her other hand in and out of it repeatedly, flashing a knowing smile.
"You sure you're a celebrity? Aren't you supposed to watch your language?"
"Celebrities are people too. Anyway, that explains why you had no energy this morning. How many times did you even do it?"
"Way more than you could imagine."
Over half a 500ml pet bottle filled up, so dozens of times at least.
I remembered how Park Seoyoon—who'd crashed through the night—freaked out that morning and dumped the whole load down the toilet.
What a waste.
Irritated for no reason, I briefly bumped the rotor up to strong.
"Heuuuk!"
"Hurry up and get to class. We're gonna be late."
"Right, I need to hit the bathroom first, so go save us seats."
"Morning dump?"
"Uh... yeah. Forgot to go this morning..."
I smirked at her gently rubbing her lower belly and took off.
The moment I did, I switched on voyeur mode, and she was grinding her teeth.
"That psycho says the most messed-up stuff to a celebrity. 'Morning dump'? Whatever, good girl like me can take it."
She glared daggers at me.
Then she sped past, vanishing from sight in an instant.
Bang!
"Haa... It's bearable enough, but everything's soaked..."
Once inside the bathroom stall, she yanked her pants down fast.
The fabric was plastered to her skin, completely useless by now.
A sharp cameltoe stood out right in the center—lewd as hell.
"She really plans to keep this on all day. What do I do?"
She kept sighing as she peeled off her panties too.
A long, sticky strand trailed after them.
"And my body's all heated up in this awkward way..."
She flicked at the love juices coating the outside with her fingers, lost in thought.
She glanced at her watch, then slid her middle finger into her pussy.
"Hang..."
She knew it was a public place and clamped her mouth shut as she started working her finger.
One wasn't enough; her ring finger soon joined in.
Squelch, squelch, squelch...
I'd already claimed a desk and kept watching Park Seoyoon masturbate.
Her eyes were closed, hot breaths escaping now and then.
Even with the rotor working hard inside, all the ambient noise kept her from focusing.
'Not much time left—should I lend a hand?'
I slipped my hand into my bag.
Her pussy was stuffed full with the rotor and her fingers, so I went for somewhere else.
"Hn! Wha... what!"
She jolted hard as I swept up her rock-hard clit.
But she was already deep into the pleasure, so there was no real resistance.
If anything, she spread her legs wider and subtly rocked her hips, begging for more.
I obliged, picking up the pace.
"Hahb... uk... eut..."
She melted into the mess, savoring my touch.
Did she even realize what she looked like right now?
"Haaa... You're insanely good at foreplay... Must be all that girl experience."
She was close—her torso started twisting.
The speed of her fingers plunging into her pussy was incomparable to before.
As her waist went rigid and her eyes lost focus, I gave her clit a light pinch.
Pshhh... Pssshhhh...
Clear fluid gushed out violently.
She'd been pretending to hold it together, but she was dying to cum.
"Hahueng... eut... haang!"
A few more strokes, and her thighs quivered as she squirted straight into the toilet.
I wiped my hand on the towel I'd prepared in advance and turned off the rotor for a bit.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
Worth every one of those fifteen minutes of teasing—just a single orgasm had left her totally drained.
She pressed her forehead and yanked out a huge wad of tissue.
As the memory of what she'd done hit her, her face flushed red and she wiped herself meticulously down there.
"I'm crazy too. In a school bathroom... No, she made me do it."
She tried rewriting her memory, bunching up layers of fresh tissue and holding it to her pussy entrance.
Her soaked panties got carefully stowed in her bag.
Clunk.
I was staring out the window when the chair beside me scraped back.
Park Seoyoon, with a venomous glare, was unpacking her stuff.
"Took you long enough."
"Hmph."
"Why the attitude? Constipated?"
"I'll kill you."
She flashed her fist and made a shushing gesture.
Then she sighed and immediately faceplanted onto her desk.
'She started jerking off first, and now she's blaming me? I was just helping out.'
I put my finger back on the remote.
Twitch!
With reactions like that, it's impossible to play dumb even if I wanted to.
At this rate, she's less socially aware than a romcom manga protagonist.
This is tough work.
We were killing time peacefully like that when Park Seoyoon suddenly shot upright.
A sly grin spread across her face as she reached into her bag.
At the same time, a warm hand wrapped around my dick.
'She knows I won't pop her cherry, so she's going bold? This a challenge?'
It was obvious she wanted payback for what I'd done to her just now.
Too bad she's still in the palm of my hand.
I unzipped right away and tapped her shoulder.
"Why?"
"That girl's touching my dick."
I showed off my half-erect cock and twisted my body toward her.
"Hurry up and take care of it."