Chapter 48
Chapter 48
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: The Oil's Effect Was Incredible!
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The effect of the oil was incredible!
The day after the panty incident.
When I woke up, my body felt light enough to go about daily life.
Amazed by the balm's effect, I slowly stretched to check my condition.
But it wasn't fully healed yet—twisting my body made the deep muscles scream in protest.
Deciding to rest more today, I naturally reached for my phone.
It was 1:30 p.m. I'd overslept again, probably due to the accumulated fatigue from yesterday.
The moment I unlocked it with a swipe, a text popped up on the screen.
[Your ordered item has been delivered.]
The oil I'd ordered over the weekend had finally arrived.
I immediately went to the door, and there it was—a small, elongated box.
Sitting at my desk, I opened it to find a plastic bottle shaped just like a 500ml soda bottle.
The label featured a suggestive heart shape, making its purpose obvious.
I unscrewed the cap and took a sniff.
An indescribably lewd scent wafted out, and just brushing my nose against it made my dick swell and react.
Drawn in like I'd been hypnotized, I squirted a bit onto my hand.
It felt slick and pleasant, and my skin tingled with heightened sensitivity.
I promptly dropped my pants and wrapped my oil-slicked hand around my dick.
"Kgh...!"
A groan escaped me involuntarily, and it felt way more sensitive than usual.
Lost in the pleasure, my hand kept moving without pause, and I came in no time.
Once I finished, my senses returned.
I rushed to the bathroom, washed off the oil, then opened the app to reread the description.
And it all made sense.
"Relaxes muscles and contains a small amount of aphrodisiac? Isn't this illegal?"
Considering they sold wireless-connected onaholes in the first place, legality was already out the window, so I let it slide.
It said "small amount," but trying it myself, the effect was unbelievably intense.
If it did this to me, I wondered what it'd do to Shin Ayoung or Yoon Hye-yoon.
That was the whole reason I'd bought it, after all.
Pondering who to try it on first, I decided to go with Yoon Hye-yoon since she was already connected.
I pulled out the large onahole I'd hidden away yesterday and activated voyeur mode.
The surroundings showed she was on campus, hurrying along a path toward a building, probably for class.
Her outfit—a flowy basic blouse and slim light-blue jeans—looked totally different from what I'd seen at the gym.
Coating both index fingers in oil, I watched her expressionless face.
Then I started circling and applying it to her still-soft nipples.
"Hiya♡!"
Yoon Hye-yoon shuddered, letting out a lewd moan.
It was loud enough that people nearby glanced over curiously.
The oil was part of it, sure, but thinking about it, this was the first time I'd touched her outdoors.
No wonder she had no resistance to it.
"N-No... not out here... can't we do it later at home...?"
She figured it was me right away and pleaded into empty air, flustered.
But how could I stop with such a cute reaction?
Anticipating new responses, I kept my fingers moving.
"Haa... Hii♡ Haat... Ungh♡ Hnng...!"
She covered her mouth with one hand to muffle her moans, but she couldn't stop her body from twitching.
I'd barely touched them, and her nipples were already hard enough to pinch between my fingers.
She twisted her upper body to escape the stimulation, but the slick nipples just rubbed against her bra, creating fresh waves of pleasure.
I paused, added more oil, and spread it over her areolas.
This time, I teased the edges without touching the tips, tormenting her.
Her breasts thrust forward as if begging for more, but I thoroughly ignored them.
"Haaa...♡ Huung... Hngh...♡"
Deprived of direct pleasure, she ground her nipples against her bra herself, masturbating right there.
Forgotten that she was in the middle of the path, Yoon Hye-yoon stood still, rocking her torso.
Her quick, shallow breaths showed she was already aroused.
As her breathing grew ragged and her chest trembled more, I pinched her nipple hard between thumb and index finger, pulling it forward.
I rubbed it like milking her until she climaxed.
"Huung...♡ Out... side... like this...♡"
Her sweet voice narrated the situation.
I could feel her heart pounding rapidly through the fingers still gripping her nipple.
By the way, this was the first time I'd seen her cum so quickly and intensely from just her breasts.
Amazed by the oil, I imagined what it'd do to even more sensitive spots.
Soon after, as the afterglow faded, she entered the building.
"Class is starting now, so really, no more. Later, okay?"
She said that, but I caught the fleeting glint of anticipation in her eyes.
Having seen that face a few times, I didn't miss it.
She rode the elevator up and entered a lecture hall tucked in the corner.
A large circular auditorium split across several floors—I'd been here a few times myself.
Despite the crowd, no one acknowledged each other, so it was probably a general education class.
Everyone sat spaced out, and she took an empty seat, setting down her bag.
Soon, the professor entered and handed out A4 sheets one by one.
Then the projector screen descended for some video, and he had all the lights turned off.
Curtains blocked the window light, plunging the room into darkness.
"I'm playing a documentary. Write your thoughts on the sheets and submit them before class ends."
With the professor's instructions, the video started, and everyone focused on the screen.
About five minutes in, as she got immersed, I made my move.
I lifted the onahole and switched to a rear hug position, slipping my arms under hers to grab her breasts.
She flinched but didn't make a sound or move much.
I coated my fingers with more oil and rubbed her areolas clockwise.
"Haa..."
A small moan leaked out the instant my hands touched her.
I wanted to slather oil all over her breasts, but her bra was already soaked and might show through, so I held back.
She seemed to enjoy the embrace, relaxing into it and focusing on her chest.
She set down the pen she'd been holding, her eyes glazing over—it was obvious how good it felt.
"Huu...♡ Urgh... Ahhat...♡ Hng..."
She let out continuous soft moans, but they were drowned out by the video audio, unheard by others.
No one paid attention, so I slid my hands downward.
"Huuung♡♡"
A much louder sound burst out.
Just my palm brushing her lower abdomen drew such a pleasured voice.
I added more oil atop her pubic mound.
The low-viscosity liquid soaked her pubic hair, clumping it before trickling down toward her clit.
She felt it too, glancing under the desk as her mouth gaped wider.
"Haaaa...♡♡ Hwaaang...♡"
The moment it touched, she let out a sharp squeal.
If just the oil did this, what would happen if I rubbed it myself?
I gently stroked the clumped hair and mound, slowly sliding my hand lower.
Her face full of anticipation, breaths quickening.
She shook her head slightly as if to say no, but she couldn't stop my hand.
Pop.
"Uhgheup...♡♡ Hng...♡ Hn... Huuu...♡"
Her hips bucked—she'd cum a little.
Her clit was already swollen, peeking out from its hood.
The aftershocks hadn't faded, but I kept stimulating it.
She clamped her thighs and tensed up, trying to endure, but it was only temporary.
Overwhelmed by my oil-enhanced hand, she surrendered to the pleasure.
The bell rang signaling the end of the first period in the darkness, and by then, she'd cum exactly four times.
"Haaa... bathroom... gotta go..."
When the lights came on, her revealed face was completely different from when class started.
Her makeup was smudged from tears and drool, a mess; her lips curled upward uncontrollably.
Limp arms dangling, body twitching sporadically—it told how much she'd felt.
The video wasn't over yet, so another period remained.
She dragged her exhausted body to the bathroom for a reset.
Clang!
Locking the door, she sat on the toilet, pulled down her pants and panties, and spread her legs.
No squirting, so her panties weren't soaked, but her pussy was filled with sticky juices from the nonstop pleasure.
She wiped the stringy fluids with tissue, then placed her fingers on her clit herself.
And started rubbing furiously, masturbating.
"It's your fault...♡ You tease so slowly... it leaves me hanging...♡ All your fault, oppa♡"
Muttering excuses and blaming me softly, she kept her hand moving.
The slick clit and her hand made wet schlicking sounds,
and her hypersensitive spot couldn't hold out even 30 seconds before she came hard.
Pssshhh... Psshh...
Like she'd been holding it, clear fluid squirted out forcefully into the toilet like urine.
Her firm thighs and ass quivered up and down, accepting the climax, but her fingers didn't stop.
Not satisfied even after one big one, she now plunged into her pussy too.
"My body's... so weird today...♡ I can't stop wanting to cum more♡"
She bent forward, hands shoved between her legs in a perverted pose.
Love juices dripped along her fingers inside her pussy, pooling into droplets that fell into the water.
Drip... Drip...
The falling liquid quickened, rippling the water's surface.
That alone showed her state.
Tongue out, focused only on her lower body's sensations, she awkwardly spread her legs wider as she neared climax, thrusting faster.
"Masturbating in the bathroom during break...♡ Me doing this... Cumming♡ Cummingg...♡"
Self-reproach turned to announcing her orgasm.
She bit her lip, growling softly like an animal as waves of pleasure hit.
"Kghuu...♡ Grut...♡ Huuuk... Haa♡ Hup... Hngk..."
Pulling out her sticky-coated hand, she slumped against the tank, back to the rest.
After catching her breath, the class bell rang.
She hurriedly wiped her pussy, flushed, and exited.
She washed her hands with soap and checked the mirror.
Her face still flushed, arousal unrelenting, makeup unrepaired.
Debating fixing it, she gave up and left the bathroom.
Just before reentering the lecture hall, she whispered to me softly.
"This period... please, really stay still."