## Chapter 55 – A Cruel Plan (1)
I wracked my brain, trying to come up with a plausible lie for Minjoon. But before I could even string together a fabrication, I had to clamp my mouth shut.
It was because of Yoojin, who had taken my cock into her mouth despite my crush being right outside the stall, calling out and asking who was inside.
Looking down at Yoojin’s face, I saw a bizarre madness swirling within her.
The rage of being raped by me, the fury of losing our masturbation contest, the anger of being beaten by me, the resentment towards the chairman she respected and her beloved mother’s slutty side – all of it had accumulated inside Yoojin, and it seemed to be erupting all at once, fueled by her already intense competitive spirit.
…And there seemed to be a little bit of lust mixed in there too.
Are you out of your mind, you crazy bitch? Have you lost it, Yoojin?
I yanked on Yoojin’s hair, trying to pull her away from my dick. But her sly smile forced me to release my grip. If I tried to forcibly remove her face, she looked ready to bite down on my cock.
Yoojin wasn’t just acting crazy; she was genuinely insane. It was the same pattern as last night when Yoojung declared herself a slut to escape reality.
Just as Yoojung, upon accepting that she couldn’t avoid the situation last night, had switched to “enjoying it” mode and made a vulgar slut declaration, Yoojin now seemed to think that the only way to escape this precarious situation was to win against me, making her incredibly proactive.
Sluuurp-!
Yoojin sucked my cock even deeper. Soon, my glans was past her throat. She didn’t stop there, trying to swallow the rest of my shaft as well.
But Yoojin was already sniffing my crotch, smelling the flesh that had just ravaged her mother’s pussy. There was nothing left to swallow, even if she tried.
“Ugh.”
I pressed my palm tightly against my mouth. I almost screamed. No, even with my hand clamped over my mouth, it was hard to hold back the scream.
Yoojin had filled her throat with my cock and created a vacuum by deeply inhaling.
Yoojin’s tongue, palate, and cheeks were completely sealed against my cock. Hot flesh met hot flesh. Yoojin’s hot breath tickled my glans. A little bit of precum leaked out and flowed past Yoojin’s throat. She gave me a sly smile that was thicker than my semen.
A daughter’s mouth-pussy, when completely vacuum-sealed, feels similar to her mother’s sloppy pussy. It was interesting and exciting information, but this wasn’t the time to be happy about learning such a thing.
I was about to lose to Yoojin. And Minjoon was about to hear about my defeat.
Minjoon, who had noticed my presence despite me hiding, was talking to me, while Yoojin, below, was sucking the semen out of my cock with her vacuum-sealed mouth-pussy, sending me a sly smile.
Yoojin started bobbing her head back and forth. My glans hit her uvula. Low, guttural sounds of gagging escaped her lips and splattered on the bathroom floor like spit.
I never imagined Yoojin’s skills at sucking my cock with her mouth-pussy while suppressing her gag reflex would be so exceptional. If I had known she was this skilled, I would have avoided the contest. I didn’t want to show her weakness, but there was nothing more foolish than bravely accepting a fight you were destined to lose.
Then, Yoojin pulled her head back a long way. She pulled back so far that my glans, which had been going back and forth near her uvula, almost caught on her front teeth. Kneeling on the bathroom floor, she arched her back like a bow, gripping my flesh with both hands on my thighs to maintain that position.
I anticipated what Yoojin was about to do and felt a fear mixed with excitement.
It was the same thing I had done to Yoojung last night. The very act that was in the video I had sent to Yoojin.
Pull the cock out a long way and then thrust it in all at once.
Yoojin, who was copying me after watching that, pulled her head back a long way and then thrust my cock into her mouth-pussy in one go.
“Ugh!”
I couldn’t suppress the groan.
Yoojin, having swallowed my cock completely in one gulp, started pressing her tongue against my perineum – the spot below my balls but above my anus – with the tip of her tongue.
A vulgar and extremely humiliating service that even seasoned prostitutes wouldn’t offer to their regular customers.
And the school idol was doing that to me under the school toilet.
It was a miracle that I had managed to hold back my orgasm until now, but suppressing the moans on top of that was simply impossible.
Where did Yoojin learn this? She had been so clumsy last time. But now, watching my cock’s movements and my expression, Yoojin was succeeding in a highly difficult form of fellatio, just like young math geniuses who create their own formulas without learning them and find the right answers.
A girl who showed no creativity in music and only plagiarized was now exploding with creativity in sucking cock.
You really are a fucking bitch, Yoojin. You deserve the title of the most desirable idol, from debut to marriage.
And now that girl was giving my cock a serious sucking. There was no way I could hold back.
Knock, knock, knock!
I heard a knock on the door.
My heart almost dropped. The semen that had been surging up my prostate barely trickled down.
“Why aren’t you answering? I just heard a noise. You’re in there, aren’t you?”
Minjoon spoke to me in a slightly louder voice, and Yoojin, sensing with her female instincts that she would win the contest against me if she pushed just a little harder, sucked my cock with even greater force.
I gripped Yoojin’s head tightly with one hand. But unlike before, I wasn’t trying to pull her hair to separate her mouth-pussy from my cock. Instead, I pressed her face even harder against my cock.
By doing so, I barely managed to stop her from bobbing her head and hitting my glans with her uvula, but I wouldn’t be able to hold out for long.
You fucking bitch, your crush is talking to you from outside. How can you just be sucking my cock?
I stared at Yoojin with desperate eyes. But it was no use. Our eyes met, but Yoojin only smiled at me.
That Yoojin was smiling at me? That Yoojin was flattering me? That Yoojin was sucking my cock so deliciously?
She must be panicking and losing her mind in this crisis.
Knock, knock, knock!
“We know you’re in there.”
Now, another male student was knocking on the stall and talking to me, following Minjoon’s lead.
This was a desperate crisis. I was no different from Yoojin, feeling like I was about to go crazy from panic. So, I pulled Yoojin’s hair back again. This time, I was prepared to let her bite my cock.
But even that was impossible because of Yoojin’s mouth-pussy, which was latched onto my cock like a lamprey with its teeth.
Yoojin’s neat upper and lower teeth brushed against my shaft, but she instinctively adjusted the pressure, so instead of pain, I felt a pleasant sensation, as if someone was scratching my back.
It was insane skill. It was hard to believe that she had learned it in just two days.
Yoojin was a genius. A genius of copulation. A genius of sucking cock. And that genius was kneeling in front of me in the men’s restroom, sucking my cock. The sense of depravity from that fact excited me as much as Yoojin’s cock-sucking skills.
I checked the time on my phone timer. Six minutes. Only two minutes had passed. But if I hadn’t been forcibly holding back, I was sure that I would have cum in Yoojin’s mouth-pussy in that short amount of time and gotten hard again.
Yoojin, sensing that her opponent’s momentum had waned through the throbbing pulse of my cock, increased the pressure to deliver the finishing blow.
As if to end it for sure this time, Yoojin instinctively used not only her mouth but also her breasts to press against my cock.
Yoojin’s beautiful face contorted hideously. But it was hot.
“Hey, are you going to keep ignoring us? We already know you’re in there.”
Minjoon’s threatening voice,
“Sluuurp-!”
The sound of Yoojin trying to suck my semen with her mouth-pussy,
“Whoosh-!”
And the sound of me flushing the toilet in a moment of improvisation all happened almost simultaneously.
But the sound that I heard the loudest was, of course, the sound of my own heartbeat.
Yoojin, as if finally regaining her senses at Minjoon’s voice and the knocking on the stall, looked up at me with a bewildered expression, her cock still in her mouth, even though she could have made me cum if she had sucked just a little harder.
Anger revived in Yoojin’s bewildered eyes.
Why was this fucking bitch suddenly angry at me after sucking me off so enthusiastically just now?
I tried to forcibly stir up anger towards Yoojin to hold back my orgasm, but it wasn’t easy. And Yoojin wasn’t the only one I had to deal with.
“What.”
I gave a nonchalant answer, trying to hide the trembling in my voice that followed my racing heart.
“…What, you were in there. Then why didn’t you answer?”
I didn’t really have anything to say. I couldn’t exactly say that I was getting a blowjob from Yoojin and didn’t have the余裕 to care about that.
“What answer should I give, I’m in the bathroom. Should I say, ‘I’m here, I’m taking a shit’ or something?”
I wasn’t taking a shit. Not yet.
“You could have at least said you were there. We were just talking among ourselves, thinking no one was there.”
“That’s why I didn’t say anything, I didn’t want to get involved in conversations that sexually harass and judge appearances.”
“Fucking hell, says the guy who got sued for sexual harassment.”
The guy who had a crush on Yoojin, who was currently burying her face between my legs and had my cock in her mouth, and who was harboring resentment towards me for getting beaten up by me, cursed at me.
I wanted to immediately open the stall and go out and beat him up, but
Bang-!
“Ouch!”
I had to be satisfied with kicking the door to prevent him from peeking into the bathroom through the gap.
I pushed Yoojin’s head to the side, still with my cock in her mouth, and looked out through the door gap myself.
I saw the expression of the guy who had stepped back in surprise, and on the other hand, I also saw Minjoon throwing his cigarette on the floor and walking out, as if he had no interest in me.
And then I saw the guy who had stepped back in surprise still not giving up and lowering his head.
He lowered his head to the floor where he had just spat and seemed to be trying to look inside under the stall.
Then he would see it. My shoes facing forward and Yoojin’s shoes facing my shoes.
He was strangely obsessed with looking inside where I was, but it was understandable. It was probably because of the pheromones that were emanating from Yoojin’s body, which had been sucking my cock so intensely.
Even if they hadn’t heard Yoojin sucking my cock, they would have smelled it. Yoojin’s sweet, stimulating, and arousing scent. The scent that was now entering my nose so strongly.
Thanks to that, they must have intuitively realized that something was wrong, that something was happening inside.
I grabbed Yoojin’s wrist. Yoojin, who had regained her senses and was almost crying, thinking that she would be caught doing this in front of Minjoon, looked at me. Our eyes met. We understood each other with just a look.
Yoojin, who had been frozen, relaxed the grip of her mouth on my cock. I pulled Yoojin up.
Yoojin sat on my lap on the toilet. Naturally, Yoojin’s panties under her skirt came into contact with my cock.
It was a little wet. It didn’t seem to be just because of the saliva on my cock.
“What are you doing, you bastard. Are you gay? Why are you trying so hard to look inside? What’s in there?”
I sent a threatening voice to the guy who had put his face under the stall. I growled that I would go out and kill him if he acted up any more.
Would it work? I could only hope it would work. And I could only hope that he could only see my legs because of the angle.
If he saw any higher than that, he would see it.
Yoojin, sitting on my lap with her legs spread wide enough to form a 120-degree angle. Yoojin, hugging my neck with both hands and leaning back. Yoojin’s beautiful face, blooming with fear, anxiety, hatred for me, guilt towards Minjoon, and a subtle lust.
“What are you doing? It’s too late now. Let’s go.”
Minjoon said.
“Yeah, let’s go. But don’t you smell something?”
A male student who had been silently smoking asked Minjoon.
“What smell?”
Minjoon asked back.
“There’s something a little stimulating, you know. The smell that comes from the chairman during the summer…”
“What?”
As if that was a dirty story, and as if to say that they should stop with the sexual harassment, Minjoon raised his voice and opened the door and went outside. I heard the sound of another person following him.
“Aren’t you going? Get lost already, I’m going to do my thing.”
I shouted threateningly over the stall. But there was no answer. The lack of an answer made me even more anxious. What was he trying to do?
As expected─
Should I kill him?
While I was thinking that, I heard the sound of a faucet turning. Yoojin was still trembling in fear of being caught, clinging to me, but I realized what the guy was about to do to us and tried to get up.
But it was impossible.
“Let go…! You fucking bastard, let go of my waist…!”
It was because of Yoojin. Yoojin, who was burying her face in my shoulder and sobbing. Her face seemed to be showing all the things she had been holding back, thanks to the aftereffects of regaining her senses. Suppressing her crying was the best Yoojin could do.
I tried to forcibly get up, but every time I did, Yoojin, who was clinging to me, scratched me just like Yoojung had done with her fingernails.
And then it happened.
Splash-!
“Hehehe.”
After the sound of water falling, I heard the guy’s sneering laughter, and then I heard the sound of the bathroom door opening at the same time.
The faucet of the mop sink was still pouring out water, creating a waterfall-like sound.
Anyway, the guy was gone. Now, it was just the two of us again.
I reached my hand up. I brushed back Yoojin’s hair, which was soaked with water. Not much water had splashed on me because Yoojin was sitting on my lap. Most of it had been dumped on Yoojin.
In the morning, she was the school idol, but at lunchtime? The school toilet. Showering with the water used to clean the toilet.
“Are you back to your senses?”
“……”
Yoojin, who had regained her senses, didn’t answer.
“How do you feel? This is what you used to do to Nayoung. How does it feel to be on the receiving end?”
Even though I provoked Yoojin, and even though I made the mistake of revealing that I knew Yoojin had bullied Nayoung, Yoojin still didn’t say anything.
Yoojin was crying. She was crying her eyes out, only stiffening her expression as if she thought I wouldn’t notice because her face was covered in water droplets. But even though it was the same water, tears and mop water showed clear differences.
“……What time is it?”
I picked up my wet phone and checked the time on the timer.
“Three minutes.”
“That’s enough.”
Yoojin, who had been sitting on my lap, stood up. And after nervously tearing off her wet coat and blouse as if throwing them away, she plopped down on the damp floor.
“Let’s stop, okay?”
I tried to dissuade Yoojin.
“Just tell me the time!”
But Yoojin, whose pride was completely shattered and who now had nothing left but spite, didn’t listen to me at all.
The result was my victory. My cock didn’t even get hard properly because of the unpleasantness and cold caused by the cold water being poured on me. And Yoojin, who had regained her senses, didn’t show the amazing mouth-pussy skills she had when she was out of her mind, but instead, she only sucked my cock with the rough and painful skills she had when I first raped her, so my cock didn’t get hard at all.
But I had to do what I had to do.
I got up from the toilet. And I knelt in front of the toilet, looked at Yoojin’s face with her head down, and shook my cock with my hand.
Just as Yoojin’s eyes, which had been blank because she couldn’t accept the fact that she had lost to me again, regained their anger, my cock shot semen into Yoojin’s eyes.
“Agh- Agh!”
I used Yoojin’s hair to wipe off the semen that was tied to the end of my pee hole and pulled up my pants. My pants weren’t very wet.
I opened the stall. I walked out of the bathroom, leaving the door wide open without closing it again.
“Agh- Agh- Aaaaa- Aaaaaaa- Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!! You bastard!”
Ignoring Yoojin, who was now screaming at my back with something that resembled the roar of a beast, filled only with hatred for me, forgetting even the fear that someone would recognize her, I walked out of the bathroom.
Class hadn’t ended yet. There were still many things to do at this school today. And I was extremely happy to have so many things to do.
The sunlight that came in through the school window shone on my face.
Should I punish that guy who arrogantly poured water on me first?
Of course, he helped me get out of the crisis, so he was helpful to me, but I can’t forgive him for that.
