episode_0112

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After personally searching for “that keyword” I’d sworn to the heavens I had no interest in.

I lay sprawled like a dog,

using the violent sounds from my phone at volume 1 as a side dish,

“……. …. ……….”

Face buried in my pillow, I panted heavily for hours.

“……. ……Hff… Ugh….”

My pounding heartbeat echoed right beside my eardrums as I pleasured myself.

“Hah…. Haa….”

…Shiver,

Lifting a corner of the blanket, my stiffened tail twitched as my hips trembled uncontrollably.

Once I calmed down a little, I peeked at the por…n again, squirming.

“……! …. Ngh…….”

Watching the woman lying quietly on the bed in the video,

being roughly impaled by a cock that looked similar to—

no, slightly uglier than—

the one I saw at Yozora’s place,

Thwack,

Thud,

I rubbed my clit again.

“…Fff…ck…….”

Face still buried in the pillow,

I came.

Again.

“Hahp, hhk…. Hhk….”

Gasping for air, I glanced at my phone screen, where moans far lewder than mine spilled out,

and came.

Pff, pff, I muffled my unbearably loud breathing with the pillow,

and came.

Like that, my face still pressed into the pillow,

I borrowed a little… imagination.

…Flat on my stomach,

hips slightly raised.

Thinking of someone,

someone’s…

co…ck.

Remembering the sex where my lower belly bulged faintly from how hard he thrust,

the slick, sticky arousal smeared all over his shaft—

just how good it must have felt—

I came.

Until I collapsed, completely spent.

Until my thighs, barely held up, finally sank against my calves.

Gone.

“……. ….”

After spending the whole night like that, I kicked off the blanket covering me with my tail,

and wobbled toward the shower, stepping over the three soaked towels I’d laid out—

at exactly 6:30 AM.

“…I’m screwed…….”

…Of course, I didn’t sleep a wink.

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On the way to school, Yozora, who I ran into, wasn’t much different from usual.

Cute, lively.

She initiated conversation just like always,

and her slight stutter with difficult Korean was the same Yozora I knew.

“Ugh… My back still feels a little sore, I think….”

“…Your back? Why? Did you sleep wrong?”

“Not that… It’s just the aftereffects of having too much sex yesterday….”

“…….”

“Should’ve asked Ujin to treat me before I left….”

That’s what I thought, at least until we crossed the street.

Our interactions, which had been 90% manga talk, now had a new topic—

none other than lewd stuff.

When we met at the crosswalk,

Yozora, embarrassed about showing her drunk, weird side yesterday, blushed for about 30 seconds before vanishing somewhere.

What remained was her mask thrown off…

No, maybe she wasn’t wearing one to begin with.

Anyway, the real Yozora, who really loves dirty things.

…And,

“Hey. Sua-chan.”

“…Hm?”

“About yesterday, when I was asleep for a bit…”

“…….”

“How many times did you give him head?”

“…D-dunno. Didn’t count.”

“Once? Three times? Ten?”

“H-how would I do ten… I’m not an animal….”

“Then? Nine?”

“…Once.”

“Eh. Liar… I thought you’d squeezed out at least four or five.”

“…….”

“And you know there’s one time that doesn’t count, right? Hff…”

Yozora, curious about how much happened between Ujin and me in the living room yesterday.

Ugh… Why are you that curious?

Honestly, it wasn’t anything major.

Just wiping off juice, then…

Licking a little.

Sucking… him.

And taking his cum in my mouth once.

So, technically, I only gave him head once without Yozora knowing.

…I won’t mention the sniffing—that’s too embarrassing—but otherwise, that’s it.

“Ah, also, are you gonna use what you learned yesterday right away today?”

“…Use… what…?”

“What you’re thinking about right now. That ‘boyfriend’ thing… You learned it to get a boyfriend, right?”

“…I’d die of embarrassment if I actually tried that. I just learned it in case….”

“…Hmm.”

Mingling among the crowd, we walked to school, whispering.

How was your first blowjob?

How much could you swallow?

Really not interested in sex?

If you are, just say the word—I can convince Ujin.

…You won’t find a dick like that easily.

Etc., etc.

Something like that, I think.

Honestly, I don’t remember well.

I was mostly half-asleep, walking in a daze…

That daze lasted until we reached the classroom.

Startled by the unfamiliar greetings—first time in my 20 years of life—

it took me a while to realize those voices were directed not at me, but at Yozora, giggling beside me.

Sigh…

At this rate, I won’t even focus in class.

Maybe I should nap at my desk now…

…Ah, but if I nap face down,

my chest, wrapped in this uniform blouse, will sag…

Might look a bit indecent…

“Suu-chan. Suu-chan.”

“Mm… What…?”

“Really sleepy? You look exhausted this morning.”

“…Didn’t sleep much last night….”

“…Ah. That reason.”

Rubbing my eyes with my palms, I hesitated. Yozora, with her red eyes, glanced sideways as if pondering.

Then, as if realizing something, she smirked playfully at me.

…Not sure why, but it feels ominous.

Is she gonna scare me or—

Ah, no.

This is the hiccup cure.

“How about napping face down? Ah, no, that won’t work. The boys’ eyes are already getting lewd.”

“…Ah, yeah….”

As I slowly opened my mouth to reply, Yozora answered her own question.

Since I was thinking the same, I nodded slightly and yawned.

“Or maybe a super caffeinated drink… Hm. That probably won’t help much either.”

“…….”

Same this time.

Glancing at Yozora muttering to herself, I hugged my thick bag tightly.

Honestly, I just wanna… sleep…

“Ah. Right. The nurse’s office.”

“Huh…?”

…Hm?

“There’s a bed there, right?”

“…Yeah…?”

“So, how about napping for 30 minutes? Faking sick isn’t that bad.”

“But, that’s…”

“Ujin’s not that strict, right? If you say you’re just really tired today, he’ll probably let it slide once.”

“…….”

“I’ll cover for you with the teacher. Say you went to the nurse’s office ‘cause you felt a cold coming.”

“…….”

Yozora’s pronunciation is really good today.

That thought flickered briefly.

Wiping the tears from yawning, I nodded quietly.

…I swear to heaven,

I wasn’t thinking anything lewd.

The nurse’s office in the early morning was eerily quiet.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

No response after three knocks—unsurprising.

“…Maybe they stepped out for a bit?”

Muttering, I sat gingerly on the bed by the door.

Since it wasn’t locked, they must’ve arrived… or clocked in.

Feeling bad about ringing the call bell for this, I pressed the mattress firmly, suppressing my sleepiness.

…If I were actually sick, fine, but this is just me faking it.

Because I stayed up all night… masturbating.

“…….”

If this were some healing place, could they fix exhaustion too?

Briefly lost in thought, I swallowed a yawn, leaned my head against the bedpost, and sighed.

I want to just say “screw it” and drift off,

but I can’t act like a kid at 20.

Can’t look like some spoiled chaebol daughter with no social skills.

Especially not in front of someone I’ve gotten close to.

“Put effort into attracting new clients, but don’t disappoint existing ones…”

…Blah blah.

Pretty sure that’s what I was taught.

So, be more easygoing than expected,

kinder than expected,

basically, maintain that likable image…

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…Why is this scene

appearing before my eyes again?

“…Hah….”

“Ngh… Slurp….”

Kneeling in front of Yozora’s living room couch,

…my mouth wet with saliva as I eagerly take Ujin’s fully erect cock,

why is this scene

back?

“…Ugh……. Slurp…….”

Taking his thick, veiny shaft into my mouth, I tighten my throat as he taught me, sucking hard.

Ujin, smiling faintly, starts stroking my cheek softly with one hand.

…What’s this?

A reward for doing well?

Should I take it that way?

Sorry to disappoint,

but I’m not some dog who gets happy from a little pat…

….

…Ah, right.

You said you like it when I lick like this…

“Slurp, gag…….”

Trying to take him as deep as possible, I sucked desperately for a while

before spitting out most of his saliva-slicked cock, then licking the frenulum under his glans.

…Just cum already.

Let me take it in my mouth,

spit it into my hand,

let me sniff it—

just cum.

Squelch,

Squelch,

My hand, formed into a ring, strokes his shaft until

I feel his pulse twitching.

“…Nn……. Nn…….”

Eyes shut tight, tongue pressed flat,

as hot cum spills into my mouth,

I stroke his stiff cock harder,

as if urging him,

begging for more,

…begging to be dirtied further.

And Ujin,

treating me like this—

“Ngh…….”

…must see me as some obedient pet.

My burning red cheeks,

now being stroked more tenderly than before,

like I’m his little pet.

…Tch.

I never called you “master,” you know.

Save this for Yozora, your actual pet. Dumbass…

“…Ngh, gag… W-wait…. Mmm….”

“Wake up. Stop thinking about that here.”

“Huh? Wha? Thinking… huh….”

“…What kind of dream makes you moan like that?”

Unlike earlier, Ujin now wears the nurse’s coat.

Staring at me with slight pity.

I blankly gaze at his face,

my brain too fried for words, until—

“…Uh…….”

Click.

The sound of the nurse’s office door locking.

And then,

after the rattling noise,

what’s shoved in front of me is…

…Ujin’s real cock.

“This why you came? The nurse’s office?”

Thick and hard, just like when he pounded Yozora’s womb.

If I lick it eagerly, I’ll get his cum again.

“……Yeah.”

…My tail, now poking out under my skirt,

wags like a pet greeting its owner,

lifting my uniform skirt.

Even my dumb, sleep-deprived brain knows this much…

…Gulp,

Hey, don’t pull my hair…

…Ngh, gag…

And don’t touch my ears…

Slurp…

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