Heroine’s Gift

    We headed to the Men’s Restroom on the Main Building 1st Floor.

    Although it was the Main Building 1st Floor, there were no classrooms on this side. Only the Principal’s Office, Faculty Office, and Laboratory.

    No matter how you looked at it, it was the perfect place for sexual service.

    I opened the restroom door and went in first.

    Yubin would be performing the sexual service, and I was just observing, but if I were caught entering the Men’s Restroom, it would be a problem.

    He was a man to begin with, and Yubin was openly known as the sexual service provider, but I would just be a crazy bitch entering the Men’s Restroom.

    I felt no resistance entering the Men’s Restroom.

    In fact, it was more comfortable than going to the Women’s Restroom.

    As I entered the restroom, Yubin and the boy also came in.

    I naturally went into the accessible stall inside the restroom, but the boy seemed to have other ideas.

    “Let’s do it here.”

    The boy said, kneading Yubin’s breasts in front of the sink.

    Of course, the sexual service should be done as the man wishes, but…

    What the man demanded was a bit extreme. To perform sexual service while watching herself in the mirror.

    No matter how much she was a sexual service provider, she still had a sense of shame. Even if Yubin suppressed her usual personality and became a charming female when performing sexual service, seeing herself was another matter.

    “Mmm… okay.”

    Yubin agreed, but her face was flushed as if she was reluctant. They say that if she becomes a formal Sexual Management Officer, she’ll be trained to get aroused even in such situations, but she was still just an aspiring Sexual Service Officer. That reaction was probably unavoidable.

    Yubin positioned herself so that her reflection was visible in the sink mirror and began to display an excessive amount of aegyo in front of the man, to the point where it felt overdone.

    Her cool demeanor from earlier seemed like a lie, replaced by an excessive, almost unsightly display of charm. It was enough to make anyone, male or female, feel awkward.

    “Today…♡ It is an honor to serve Master Dick…♡”

    She uttered vulgar words she would never normally say, then kissed his dick as if he were a beloved lover.

    His dick twitched as if in response, accepting Yubin’s kiss.

    Slurp, slurp, vulgar sounds echoed in the restroom, and just as his dick was covered in Yubin’s lipstick, the man suddenly pulled Yubin away and stood her in front of the mirror.

    “Aah…♡”

    As if she already anticipated what was about to happen, Yubin’s pussy was gushing vaginal fluids and gaping open.

    Yubin’s expression was lewd. It was the face of a female, not a strong woman. Her eyes were slightly unfocused, and her face was flushed. Her mouth was slightly agape, with saliva stringing down, and her eyes held a lewd anticipation for what was to come.

    “What’s your name?”

    While I was focused on Yubin’s appearance, a sudden question was directed at me.

    “Huh? Me? Lee Se-bin.”

    The man placed his dick on Yubin’s butt and said,

    “Sebin… what a shame. If you were the sexual service provider, I could’ve really fucked your pussy up.”

    “Ah… yeah.”

    What kind of bastard is he? No, wait. Is this a compliment, so I should be happy…? Saying a woman turns him on is no different from saying she’s attractive. So, it must mean I turn him on.

    “Thank you…?”

    Still, being a man, I felt a strange sense of repulsion. But I couldn’t respond to a compliment with an insult. I mumbled a quick thank you and refocused on Yubin.

    …But now that I’ve become a woman, aiming to be a Sexual Service Officer would truly be the best option. My body is certainly optimized for sexual service, so if I put my mind to it, there seems to be nothing I can’t do.

    If that happens, would I just spread my legs for any man and do all sorts of things?

    Thinking about it, that doesn’t seem right. Wouldn’t it be better to become a personal slave, used by just one person for life?

    If so, whose personal slave would I become?

    “Ungho-ot♡ Heu-ik♡ Hek♡ Hek♡”

    Before I knew it, Yubin was letting out vulgar moans as she was being penetrated by his dick. Her expression had melted away, taking on the face of a whore. And with the mirror right in front of her eyes, she must be watching herself.

    Watching that scene, I could see the man’s dick squelching and ramming into her hole.

    Hmm… it’s not that big.

    If I had to compare, wouldn’t Jung Taeyang’s dick be… bigger?

    “…”

    “Hoo-ok♡ Heu-euk♡ Heuk♡ Heubeup♡”

    “Huk, huk, heu, huk…”

    Before I knew it, the two were enthusiastically copulating. Yubin was screaming cries of pleasure like crazy, and the man seemed to be thrusting his dick with all his might.

    They had become so engrossed in their own copulation that I was completely out of their minds.

    “Mmm…”

    Seeing such a sight, I couldn’t help but get aroused too.

    I deliberately let out a groan, but the two continued their intense copulation as if they couldn’t hear me.

    I confirmed their state and unbuttoned a few buttons on my blouse.

    I don’t know enough to use the bottom, so it’s probably better to use this part.

    My gaze focused on the two copulating. And, naturally, I grabbed my already stiff, erect nipples with my hand.

    “Ugh…”

    A sound naturally escaped me. My nipples were more sensitive than I thought. Why were they so sensitive? If I think about it, wasn’t I hypnotized before and had my nipples touched like crazy?

    Because of that, my chest seemed to have become sensitive.

    …Come to think of it, that also helped me be able to perform sexual service.

    To help me even with hypnosis. I have no idea what he’s thinking.

    Once I started thinking about Jung Taeyang, only those thoughts kept coming to mind. The hand that touched me on the subway, or the dick that sucked me off repeatedly in the restroom.

    “Uhh-hng…”

    I hadn’t been touching myself for very long, but moans were already starting to mix in. Masturbating while watching a sexual service scene was something I shouldn’t do, but somehow, I couldn’t stop myself…

    I glanced at Yubin and saw her lying on the restroom floor, being subjected to a breeding press. Wouldn’t her back get cold?

    Anyway, the important thing was that I wasn’t caught. Judging by their state, they’d probably do it a few more times.

    “Heu-it…♡”

    A few minutes passed as I fiddled with my nipples.

    During that time, I perfectly understood the weak points of my nipples.

    My nipples were already sensitive from Jung Taeyang’s actions, but there were even more pleasurable spots among them.

    Things like how to touch them, or what intensity to grip them with… and so on.

    When I came to my senses, my thighs were soaking wet.

    I had squirted vaginal fluids just from nipple masturbation.

    Since I wasn’t wearing underwear, the vaginal fluids naturally flowed down my thighs and were now pooling around my ankles.

    Seeing that, I got aroused… and tormented my nipples even more intensely.

    “Heu-it♡ Heu-eu♡ I’m coming♡”

    I spread my legs wide and tilted my head back. My vision spun, and my whole body convulsed. The vaginal fluids that had only been trickling now gushed like a fountain, thoroughly soaking the inside of my skirt.

    “Heu-aek♡ He-aek♡”

    I enjoyed the afterglow of my orgasm with disgraceful gasps.

    Come to think of it, being able to feel this good is all thanks to Jung Taeyang, isn’t it? …It’s a strange feeling. Why is that, anyway?

    “Heu-eup, heu-woo, heu-eu…”

    I caught my breath. My head was still throbbing and ringing, but not to the point where I couldn’t come to my senses. I took my hand off my nipples and leaned against the wall next to me.

    “Haa… Huu…”

    Okay. I’ve calmed down. I got carried away without realizing it and truly orgasmed. I need to clean up before the sexual service ends. Otherwise, I might look like a pervert.

    …Now that I think about it, it’s strangely quiet. Just a moment ago, there were squelching sounds and moans from their vigorous copulation.

    “Oh, are you done?”

    My uneasy thoughts lasted only a moment. Suddenly, I heard a voice and looked up to see the two of them watching me with expressions like they had found an interesting toy.

    Their copulation seemed to have ended a while ago, as they looked quite calm, and, and…

    “Did, did you see?”

    “I didn’t see anything except you disgracefully orgasming while grabbing and shaking your nipples.”

    “Ah, ah…”

    Shame welled up. At the very least, I should have gone into a stall. But it was too late.

    “Ah, th-this is…”

    I tried to make an excuse, but there was no way I could. I had just orgasmed, squirting while grabbing and shaking my nipples, so anything I said would naturally just sound like an excuse.

    I fidgeted with my hands and lowered my head in shame and anxiety.

    “Should I pretend I didn’t see it?”

    “Uh, yeah.”

    “Then, want this?”

    Saying that, Yubin took a condom from somewhere and began to collect the semen that had been ejaculated inside her into the condom.

    Originally, condoms were tools to prevent semen from entering the pussy.

    The sight of her collecting semen from her pussy into a condom was somehow strange.

    Yubin extracted semen until the condom was full, and then wiped any further overflowing semen with her finger and brought it to her mouth.

    Just how much creampie had she received?

    “Mmm… Here!”

    Yubin tied the condom with her tiny hands, then suddenly handed it to me. The hot condom, full of semen, was transferred to my hand.

    “Why this?”

    I took the condom, bewildered and not understanding why. What was the reason for giving this to me?

    Yubin, instead of answering my bewilderment, put a hairpin in my hair, and then… tied the condom to it.

    “Oh, it suits you quite well, doesn’t it?”

    Every time I moved, the condom swung and hit my face. Each time, the heat of the warm condom and the strong smell of semen wafted up.

    When I, flustered, looked in the mirror, a truly comical scene was playing out. A woman with a plump condom on her head as a decoration.

    “If you spend the day like that, I’ll keep it a secret. How about it?”


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