Delinquent Girls Are Too Fond of Me

“Take it off right now, damn it.”

Lee Ju-ha suddenly turned serious and started yanking down my pants.

What the hell! Why are you doing this all of a sudden?

Caught off guard, I awkwardly pulled my pants and underwear all the way down.

Completely unresponsive, my soft penis drooped as it was exposed.

Squeeze.

Argh, damn it!

Out of nowhere, Lee Ju-ha grabbed my dick tightly and started freaking out.

“Hey, why the hell didn’t you say anything earlier?”

“Say what!”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were good at poker? If you had said something earlier, I wouldn’t have lost all my money, damn it! Do you know how much I lost?”

Why are you blaming me for your losses? It’s your fault for playing badly! And now my… my precious!

“You didn’t ask! You didn’t ask!”

“You should’ve told me without being asked!”

“Arghhhh!”

How much did you lose? How much? It’s not even a million won!

“I thought you only played odd-even games! I thought you only played odd-even!”

“You knew I played poker too, damn it!”

Suddenly, Lee Ju-ha grabbed my balls and shook me like a rag doll.

Help me, damn it!

But then, just as abruptly, she loosened her grip, leaned in, and shoved her tongue into my mouth.

“Ugh!”

For a moment, my brain completely froze.

Lee Ju-ha’s tongue plunged wildly between my lips, seeking out my own tongue like it was on a mission.

“Mmngh.”

Her tongue pressed aggressively beneath mine, as if demanding me to stick it out.

W-wait a second.

My circuits shorted out, leaving my body paralyzed.

‘Sluurp, smooch.’

Her tongue coiled around mine, tangling it up like a trap.

M-my… my first kiss.

Although the first kiss was already stolen back in kindergarten—a mere lip bump that held no real meaning—throughout elementary school, middle school, and high school, I never once tangled tongues with a girl.

Now, my unpracticed tongue, instinctively stiff, was being drawn into Lee Ju-ha’s.

“Hah… ugh.”

My head was spinning.

I was probably making an ahegao face.

Just the sticky touch of Lee Ju-ha’s tongue against mine sent electric shocks through my body.

Slurp, smack.

Whatever technique it was, Lee Ju-ha’s saliva kept flowing over my tongue.

It was slippery, carrying a strange mix of coffee and cigarette scents as it slid down my throat.

“Ugh…!”

At the same time, a signal came from below.

Just from the kiss, I was already fully erect.

As Lee Ju-ha moved her hand up and down, precum kept dripping out with a faint, creaking sound.

Squelch, squelch.

W-wait a second.

Things escalated so quickly that I couldn’t process anything.

Flustered, I lightly pushed her away. Lee Ju-ha opened her eyes and withdrew her tongue.

“This bastard’s tongue is completely useless.”

Why did it feel like everything was turned upside down?

I wanted to dive in for another kiss, but instinctively, I couldn’t.

If I crossed the line, I’d definitely get beaten up.

This wasn’t some romantic, love-filled kiss.

It was just a technique—a move designed to get me hard and mess with my head as a clueless virgin.

I always thought a kiss was something reserved as a boundary for someone you truly loved.

Even last time, we had sex, but we didn’t kiss at all.

I figured no matter how low her standards went, kissing someone like me would feel unhygienic or off-limits.

But apparently, that wasn’t the case. It wasn’t anything more or less than a primal, animalistic tongue exchange meant to turn me on fast.

Maybe it was because both Lee Ju-ha and I were running on a rush of adrenaline.

We had just played seven rounds of Hold’em in a row. I was on a streak, and the excitement made my adrenaline spike after such a long time.

Watching me win over and over must’ve excited her too, filling her head to the brim with dopamine.

So it seemed like she kissed me purely out of excitement.

I cautiously leaned my face toward Lee Ju-ha again.

She tilted her chin and smirked slyly.

“Well, look at you.”

But this time, she didn’t avoid it.

I had already crossed the line as a loser, but maybe she was just going along with the mood.

Or maybe, once you’ve done it once, the second time doesn’t really matter.

My tongue slid back into Lee Ju-ha’s, delving deeply.

Squelch, squelch, squelch.

At the same time, she kept moving her hand on me relentlessly, driving me wild.

Her soft hand moved mercilessly, as if urging me to finish quickly.

I’m burning up.

I had no idea what I was even thinking anymore. Acting purely on instinct, I shoved my tongue deeper into Lee Joo-ha’s mouth and grabbed her breast tightly.

“… damn.”

I thought I heard her curse, but I was too caught up in the moment to stop, my hand squeezing her chest firmly.

Her breast, still firm, pressed against my palm, and the hardened nipple tickled me slightly, sending an unbearable sensation through my body.

“Hah… ung…”

I couldn’t breathe.

It felt like the blood flow to my brain had been cut off, making my vision blur as if I were about to pass out.

At the same time, an overwhelming sensation of release surged through me.

“I-I’m going to come.”

I blurted hastily, pulling my tongue away.

Before I could process what was happening, Lee Ju-ha wrapped her soft hand around me.

“Ugh, ah…”

With wet, squelching sounds, my cum shot upward.

Worried it might spill onto the floor, Lee Ju-ha quickly angled me upward, stroking my penis gently.

“Hah… ugh…”

It felt as though my soul was leaving my body.

This was incomparable to the previous time we had sex.

Even though it was just her hand, the amount of semen that erupted was incomparable to when I’d climaxed inside her before.

“Wow, damn…”

Lee Ju-ha muttered in astonishment, her hand still moving slowly.

Squelch, squelch.

My still-pulsing penis twitched and tilted to the side after expelling the last of it.

“Holy sh*t, seriously? Haha,” she said with a baffled laugh, glancing at my clothes.

Oh crap…

As I came back to my senses, I realized my shirt was completely covered in cum.

Damn it, my clothes…

I’d been so out of it that I couldn’t even grab a tissue in time, leaving me no choice but to accept the mess.

Fortunately, Lee Ju-ha had pulled me upward just in time; otherwise, I would’ve ended up making a mess all over her clothes and the floor.

“You’re gonna have to toss that, seriously.”

“Ugh…”

Of all things, it had to be a black T-shirt, making the stains even more obvious.

As she grabbed a few tissues and wiped off the mess, she added, “Just toss it in a bag and wear one of mine. I’ve got an old, stretched-out one you can use.”

“Will it even fit me?”

“Just wear it, unless you want to go home half-naked, dumbass.”

Y-yeah… better than going shirtless.

After wiping off as much as I could, I balled up the ruined shirt and shoved it into a garbage bag.

“Ugh, the smell of semen.”

Lee Ju-ha said with a wry laugh as she walked toward the bathroom.

Only then did I realize the sticky sensation around my lips.

I wiped my mouth roughly with the back of my hand and hurriedly finished putting on my underwear.

A strange, indescribable feeling lingered.