Your Girlfriend Was Amazing

The Classmate Who Makes a Face Her Boyfriend Doesn't Recognize, So Yoomin (5)

The woman on the screen with her clumsily stripped school uniform only hinted that she might be some student; her face was in shadows and not clearly visible.

"From now on, you have to answer my questions honestly."

"A-Alright…"

I was pushing beyond mere urgency with a subtle pressure to shut up and comply. Kim Minsoo's got quite a taste. Did he meet her without knowing this side of her? A woman who, with just a gentle touch, eagerly spread her legs and sucked on her own damn tits?

"Name and age."

"So, So Yoomin… and… ah… Taeyang… deeper… harder…"

"Age."

"Tw-twenty… years old…"

Clenching as if she intended to rip off her breast flesh wasn't sufficient; she seized my hand, insisting on a more forceful thrust. Her nails burrowed into my skin, nearly exposing the bones, and her legs were tightly wrapped around my waist, ensuring there was no chance of escape.

Even as I devoured her, I felt a strange sensation of being devoured.

No way, it can't be…

Thinking it was just a whim, I thrust my hips once more. The squelching noises commenced, signaling her considerable arousal. Our thighs not only fused together but got entirely soaked in love juices, resulting in a sticky, explicit sound.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

The second she heard that, she shot me a look of disbelief. While asking why I brought it up, there was a certain gaze in her eyes that seemed to convey, "You already know!"

I prodded her to answer fast, and when she hesitated, I slapped her pussy, prompting a splash of fluid. The hesitation vanished, replaced by a beaming smile as she provided her response.

"It… hurts… stop it…"

"How long have you been dating?"

"A hundred days…? A bit more… I don't know exactly…"

She elaborated, demonstrating obedience. Perhaps she genuinely desired this from the start.

If about a year had passed, wouldn't Minsoo have experienced such treatment? Maybe it would take even longer. If it took him a hundred days to hold hands, getting to sex would be a yearly event at least, and witnessing Yoomin, acting like a cum dumpster… It might be an impossibility for him in this lifetime.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Uh… haa… ah… ahh… hand… yes…"

"You're saying you merely hold hands with your boyfriend, yet here you are, fucking a guy you just met today? You getting off on it?"

"Yes, yes, y-y-yes, yes, I'm into it, give me more… Because it's freaking good, do more, do more…"

Her waist bounced as she gripped her flushed nipples, jiggling with each sway of her body. She kept messing with my hair and pushing down on the back of my neck, a bitch who craved every drop of my cum in her mouth. Trying to shoot with one hand while maneuvering my body was no cakewalk. Perhaps I should get a tripod ready for the next shoot.

"You want it deep in there?"

"Uh? That…"

This time, she hesitated. Is she waking up to reality? Honestly, I couldn't care less. Realizing it now won't make a damn difference.

I grabbed Yoomin's hair and forcefully yanked her face towards the camera, "Should I shoot my load inside? What's your call? Should I pull out?"

"Oh, no, don't, don't pull out, Taeyang, just… like this… ha…ahh…yes…it's fine to cum inside, don't pull out…"

The face on the screen was a a sight to behold. From the sweat-soaked read hair clinging like a second skin to the face, the dilated pupils, and lips coated in froth, the expression managed to stir up a lust I didn't know I had.

I strangled her throat again and began pounding without mercy. There was a gurgling noise, but it was her attempt to release moans. The desire and lust in her eyes were clear, as if she wondered, "Will this please him? Will this meld our bodies even further?"

"Do not break up with your boyfriend… You hear me?"

"I-I don't know… I don't know… tell me… yes… ah… my pussy… fucking Yoomin's pussy… Does it… feel good…? Ah…"

Unconsciously, she blurted out words like a bitch. I began to wonder if her love and relationship with Kim Minsoo were genuine or if she just needed a reason to get laid with him. It's supposed to be a pure love story in the academy, but the male lead is a sympathetic loser, and the female lead is a virgin bitch.

I couldn't hold back the urge any longer, and my body was practically begging for it, so I shot my load inside her.

Even after fooling around with Soojin in the morning, the quantity of cum was pretty significant. As Yoomin's bound legs loosened and stretched out, trembling, she started to smile. I gently caressed her stomach, but with a hint of unease, I figured I better slap on a condom next time.

The moment I withdrew, her cum-soaked pussy blatantly spasmed. As the camera zoomed in that direction, she eagerly opened herself up and pressed down on her lower abdomen. The slimy semen oozed down her ass and onto the sheets.

"Taeyang, screw me more, please, please… I'll do whatever you want, hmm?"

"Stop yapping and suck. Clean it up."

"Yes!"

Initially pouting, assuming it'd wrap up after one round, her expression swiftly lit up with the prospect of more. She promptly twisted her body, enveloped my cock in her mouth, and began eagerly pleasuring. I was taken aback by her skill.

Starting with a lick on the shaft, she shifted her focus to the glans. Maneuvering with expertise, she twirled her tongue around the tip, vigorously shaking the shaft to extract every bit of remaining cum. Finally, she extended her tongue, displaying her mouth coated in cum before swallowing it down.

She kneeled as if in prayer, and her motions sent chills down my spine. With each quiver of her body, more juices dripped from her pussy. Naturally, I documented every bit of it on camera. Despite an attempt to obscure her face, she willingly kept it within the frame.

"Keep dating Minsoo for now and just accept whatever he does… Maybe just some kissing, I guess?"

"Ah, ma…ster… Ah…yeah…oh…um…"

"Do as I say, and I'll keep going. Got it?"

Even as she sucked, she obediently nodded. Without a shred of hesitation, she gulped all the way to the base, seemingly enjoying my cock being thrust down her throat. Her face, utterly submissive, was fully revealed on the screen.

"Here it comes… Gobble it all up…"

After shooting my load earlier, it felt like I hadn't completely drained myself. If it were Soojin, there might have been a hint of guilt, but with Yoomin, I felt no remorse.

I rammed my cock as deep into her throat as possible, and Yoomin eagerly slurped up every drop of cum. As I pulled out, she took a deep breath, sliding her hand into her mouth, stretching her cheek, and sticking out her tongue. It looked like she craved praise for devouring it all.

Caressing her head, she mewled like a cat, completely embodying feline traits.

"Let's wrap it up for today; Minsoo must be waiting."

"Huh? Minsoo? Why?"

"Because you were angry… No, what am I saying…"

I ended the video. I could have continued filming if I wanted, but I wanted to check the information popping up in the corner of my vision.

"Get dressed—no, wait. Yoomin, come here and suck me off again."

"Yes!"

Almost like she was anticipating that very phrase, she enthusiastically took my cock into her mouth again. As she attempted to suck gently, swirling her tongue as if savoring a candy, I switched on the camera.

"We need a commemoration, say cheese."

"Chee…ze…"

Moving her head back and forth, she raised her gaze and smiled. The image caught her giving a double peace sign without any instruction. As I pulled out, adjusting my pants, she looked visibly let down.

"What are you doing tomorrow? Can't we meet again tomorrow…?"

"I've got plans; we can catch up later."

"Tsk, meeting that senior?"

"Just… I've got things to take care of too, Yoomin."

She appeared subtly keen for me to propose a repeat, given her leisurely pace while getting dressed. She carelessly tossed her damp panties into the bag. While attempting to stow away the bra, she glanced at me, and our eyes locked. A crescent-shaped smile played on her lips.

"You want it?"

"I'm good…"

"Hmm…"

I stood up, realizing it might never end if I continued. With memories left behind and quest completed, I considered everything done.

"I'll leave first; take your time."

"Can't we go together?"

"Minsoo's likely waiting, and it could spark misunderstandings."

"I like being with you, Taeyang… Well, whatever…"

Whether she confirmed that I had fully dressed or not, she finally moved in a hurry. At this rate, she seemed like she would follow me all the way to the dorm.

Fuck's sake, I'm telling you that your boyfriend is waiting outside the school gate! Already causing misunderstandings like this…

Regardless, Kim Minsoo is the protagonist of this novel. If he suddenly found out his girlfriend was screwed by someone else, what would happen? The possibility of the novel turning weird and never going back is high.

"What should I tell Minsoo about this, Taeyang?" Seated on the bed after putting on all the clothes, she looked at me with eyes containing a strange expectation.

"I'll handle it cleanly."

She nodded, pleased with my response. However, as I was leaving, her hand yanked at my clothes.

What now? I turned my head to glance behind, and the first thing that met my gaze was her pussy. Getting up, she bit the hem of her skirt and spread her legs, revealing the drops of semen dripping from her meat hole.

"Would you like to clean Yoomin's pussy before you go?"

The urge to strip and get down there flooded my mind. My cock was already fully erect.

"…Next time, let's do it next time. If we do it more today, we'll raise suspicions."

I quickly left the room.

Could be I'm not the one who had a meal, but the one who became the feast…? Ah, enough of that. Got plenty on my plate.

After fucking someone else's girlfriend, the essential task on the checklist is to meet the boyfriend!

It's time to meet Minsoo.