• Mina and Chaeyoung know they shouldn't be fooling around at school, but sometimes they can't help themselves.
~G!P Chaeyoung~
Home Run
Mina stared at the sight before her in awe, eyes wide, jaw hanging loose.
That has to be the biggest dick I've ever seen.
Not that she'd seen many in person — BamBam's, most recently, but that had just been messing around. Hand and mouth stuff. In fact, this was only supposed to be hand and mouth stuff, too... anything more involved was too risky, considering the fact that she and Chaeyoung were hidden in the library stacks, sweaty and flushed from making out despite the threat of getting caught.
But even though Mina's mouth watered for a taste of the thick, tan shaft jutting out of Chaeyoung's jeans, her mind had rushed right past third base and straight on home. A stab of want pierced her abdomen, and she actually released a groan as her greedy walls clenched around nothing, spilling a surge of slippery heat into her already-damp panties.
"Mina?"
Chaeyoung's concerned whisper snapped Mina part way out of her haze, although she still couldn't tear her eyes away from the magnificent length hovering mere inches away from her lips. It was so large and heavy that it drooped under its own weight despite the fact that it was fully hard, tinged a blushing pink with how swollen it was.
"Hm?"
"Mina, are you sure everything's okay?" This time, Mina did look up at the sound of her name, meeting Chaeyoung's worried brown eyes. They were smoky with lust, but also doubt as Chaeyoung hurriedly tried to stuff herself back into her pants. "Sorry, we should stop. I shouldn't have let it get this far—"
"No!" Mina whispered urgently, yanking Chaeyoung's hands away. "No, leave it out. Please?" Chaeyoung's cock gave a sluggish sort of bounce as it fell free again, and the glistening pool of wetness at its tip turned into a clear, drooling strand of precome. It snapped, much to Mina's dismay, falling somewhere on the faded library carpet.
That was the final straw. Sure, she had never seen a cock this enormous before. Sure, it looked like something straight out of porn. And sure, it was perfect with its kissable tip, its rounded mushroom head, and its huge, veined shaft: a penis shaped by the gods themselves. Even the scent — surprisingly mild, and only the slightest bit musky in an exceptionally enticing way — was delicious. But that wasn't why it was perfect. It was perfect because it was Chaeyoung's, and while Chaeyoung was far from perfect herself, she was perfect for Mina.
"Um, Mina? What are you do—ohh..."
Chaeyoung's question trained off into a groan as Mina leaned forward, flicking her tongue out to taste the wetness shining around the slit. Like Chaeyoung's smell, the flavor wasn't too strong at first. It took another swipe before Mina actually picked it up: warm, with a fair bit of salt.
Fuck. Of course she tastes delicious, too. Why the hell wouldn't she?
And that was how Mina found herself sealing her lips around the red, throbbing head of Chaeyoung's cock, suckling it for all she was worth — not even trying to get Chaeyoung off, necessarily, even though they were tucked away in the mythology section, and someone was bound to come looking for a book eventually. She didn't care. Chaeyoung's flavor was addictive, and the fat, twitching tip felt so right sitting on her tongue, leaking more fluid every couple of seconds.
"Mi-inn-naa," Chaeyoung moaned, slurring two syllables into three. Her right hand shot out, fisting Mina's hair, but Mina didn't mind. That was a sign of encouragement, in her book, and she loved loved loved that Chaeyoung — who was, admittedly, the brave and athletic captain of the softball team, but who was also undeniably a straight-A student and textbook rule-follower — was so into this. Into being sucked off in a library, practically in public, where they could easily get caught.
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