First Championship (5)
First Championship (5)
048
"What? A woman?"
"Yeah. It's fine, right?... Isn't it?"
I flinched at the aura of Oh Ha-rin, who whipped her head around while driving.
Phew, her gaze is savage.
I guess she's going to hate it after all.
'But actually, this girl is the one who used to masturbate while receiving reports of me doing it with other women.'
Besides, this girl... she's an NTR-addict.
I haven't forgotten. The secret collections she proudly showed me. A significant portion of them were of a quite maniacal taste.
If there's a silver lining, the type of NTR isn't from the man's perspective of losing his woman, but from the woman's perspective of losing her man... Is this called Reverse NTR? No. Since it's from the woman's perspective, is it just NTR?
'...Oh, fuck. To think I'd be agonizing over something like this.'
It's a taste that makes me want to cough up blood just thinking about it, but I, Hong Min-jun, am a man with a broad heart.
My woman being into NTR... or Reverse NTR... or whatever, anyway, a woman who gets turned on watching her man do it with another woman. I can accept that.
Of course, my woman with another man... fuck, that's absolutely not allowed.
Even if dirt gets in my eyes, my woman cannot be pinned under another guy. But my man being pinned under another woman... no, that's not it, from Ha-rin's perspective, my man being pinned under another woman is something I can acknowledge.
Oh Ha-rin, who had been glaring at me with a savage look for a while, asked with an expression that said, "Let's hear it."
"Who is it? That bitch who films videos?"
"Videos?"
I wondered if she knew about Heeyeon Noona's Sect... but that wasn't it.
"That soccer channel or whatever, the bitch who always follows the stadium."
"Ah~ Han So-young? No, not her."
"Then who?"
"That... you know, when she organizes and posts my articles or columns in the morning. Kang Su-yeon, the one who writes my columns often..."
"Ah."
As expected of Oh Ha-rin, who is more well-versed in my articles and columns than I am, she understands immediately.
"Can we have dinner together?"
"I don't wa—"
"Because I want to brag about how delicious our Ha-rin's cooking is."
"Fine."
Easy.
Clatter, clatter.
Dinner time, continuing in a strange silence where the sound of cutlery was the only noise.
"I-it's delicious."
Reporter Noona managed to speak up in the heavy atmosphere that felt like it would make me choke, but,
"I know."
She was repelled immediately.
Silence followed again.
However, this silence didn't last long.
Despite looking awkward, Reporter Noona didn't give up and opened her mouth again.
"My, you're so pretty, and your cooking skills are great too. You're amazing."
"Yeah, I know."
"......."
Argh, Reporter Noona got shot down immediately!
It's okay, Noona. Her way of speaking is like this originally. Once you get used to Oh Ha-rin's uniquely rude tone, you start to see things.
"She says she's embarrassed by the compliment but thanks you, Noona."
"...U-uh?"
"She's a bit dishonest, so her tone is like this, but she's a kind girl at heart."
"I-I see."
"Even now, she's probably thanking me in her heart, right? She sounds blunt, but she probably wants to be friends with you, Noona."
"Shut up."
"......."
Yeah. Our Ha-rin must be very embarrassed.
"How dare you talk back to your husband, who is like the sky. Huh!"
"Hey. Shut your mouth and just eat your food."
"......."
Anyway, women are so dishonest.
If the husband says it's so, you should just agree and say, "Yes, husband," instead of talking back, talking back. Just zero manners—
"Min-jun. Your inner thoughts are leaking out."
"It's fine. I'm a real man."
"Does that 'real man' happen to mean 'low-life man'?"
"Ah, what are you talking about, Noona."
"You're a real bastard of a man, our Min-jun."
"Whoa. Bastard? Noona, did you just say that to me? Don't tell me you haven't washed off the Feminist influence yet? Is that it?"
"N-no, why does it connect like that! I, I'm anti-feminist! I hate feminists! Really."
"Then how dare you talk back to your husband! Tsk!"
"Both of you, eat your food quietly because it's annoying."
"......."
"......."
As I sat there chewing my food awkwardly, anger surged from deep within my gut.
She's the one who gave permission to bring her, so why is she annoyed?
Did I bring her for my own sake? My women, huh? How good would it be if they got along well with each other. Besides, Oh Ha-rin, this bitch has no friends. Looking at her temper, it's obvious, but she really doesn't have any. Her human relationships are just ruined. I checked her phone before, and other than her dad and the housekeeper, there was no one she contacted.
She's such a lonely girl, so I tried to make her some friends.
She doesn't understand my deep heart. Ha... I'm really pissed off.
With anger, I looked at Oh Ha-rin sitting opposite me... but she's a bit scary, so I stuck my foot between Reporter Noona's crotch.
Clatter!
The table bumped into Reporter Noona, who was about to stand up in surprise like someone stung by a bee, and it clattered.
"Noona, what are you doing in the middle of eating?"
"You..."
"Hm? Why~? Did you fall for me after seeing my face again?"
Reporter Noona, who was fidgeting and glancing at Oh Ha-rin sitting next to her, parted her lips.
"You want to kiss?"
"......."
"Kkyu?"
"Stop it, you crazy bastard!"
Reporter Noona, who couldn't take it anymore, gritted her teeth and muttered, but stopping here wouldn't accomplish anything. Instead, I put a lot of strength into my toes and unhesitatingly roamed inside Reporter Noona's tight H-skirt.
It was an H-skirt that was already short, and since she was sitting on a chair, it rode up, so, well, just by extending my foot, my toes were on the verge of touching her panties.
Even though Noona tried to close her legs belatedly, she couldn't take out the foot that was already inside, so Reporter Noona, with her face flushed bright red, barely managed to put rice in her mouth with trembling hands and chewed.
"How is it? Our Ha-rin cooks well, right?"
While appeasing Oh Ha-rin, who is weak to compliments, with my other foot, I [touched] Oh Ha-rin's crotch, who was wearing short pants...
'Huh? Why is the tip of my foot wet...??'
Come to think of it, why is Oh Ha-rin so quiet? Since when?
It's under the table, but it should be visible to Oh Ha-rin, who is sitting next to her.
"H-hng... ugh..."
Reporter Noona, with a bright red face, chewing on a few grains of rice in her mouth to desperately pretend to be calm while letting out occasional suppressed sounds. And Oh Ha-rin, sitting next to her, with her head bowed low...??
'Whoa. Did she already squirt?'
No wonder she was quiet; she must have been getting turned on watching me play with Reporter Noona's feet.
As expected of someone with an NTR fetish... Scary.
"Hahp!"
My toes, which had tensed up unconsciously due to excitement, must have poked Reporter Noona's sensitive spot.
Reporter Noona, who must have been extremely aroused since it had been a while since we met, let out a moan and quickly covered her mouth, but it was a situation that anyone who wasn't an idiot would know.
"Ahem. Shall we go wash up now?"
"I-I'll go wash up first."
Reporter Noona stood up quickly and ran into the bathroom, and as I was left alone with Oh Ha-rin, who still had her head bowed low, a strange silence descended.
"Um... Ha-rin?"
"......."
"Is our Ha-rin angry?"
"...Hurry up and fuck her."
"U-uh? Who? You?"
"Not me. That bitch. The one who went into the bathroom."
"Ah, aha. Right. I'll, I'll go fuck her."
Overwhelmed by her aura, I pushed my chair back with a screech and stood up, but Oh Ha-rin stood up too.
"Why... are you standing up?"
"I'm going to follow."
"No, no. You just wait, and I'll finish quickly and come back."
"No."
Oh Ha-rin's face, as she lifted her head, was... completely melted with pleasure.
"I want to watch you do it."
"......."
We're in trouble.
She's triggered.
As soon as she entered the shower room, Kang So-yeon closed the door, leaned her back against it, and let out a hot sigh.
'Phew. That was close.'
Her thighs were still trembling slightly from excitement.
Just in case, she pulled down her stockings and rubbed her panties, and as if waiting for it, sticky vaginal fluid coated her fingers.
Kang So-yeon let out a hollow laugh as she looked at her panties, which were covered in vaginal fluid.
'You've gone crazy, Kang So-yeon. Why are you really like this?'
6 years.
It's been a whole 6 years.
The last time she met a man was 6 years ago.
For 29-year-old Kang So-yeon, 6 years was by no means a short time. Enough to lose the taste of sex.
However, after the intense experience with Hong Min-jun, Kang So-yeon ended up remembering the taste of sex she had forgotten.
No, it's different.
That was not enough to say she had regained what she had lost.
That was... something completely new, the ultimate pleasure she had never felt in her life, nor even imagined.
For instance... true female pleasure.
She had come to know an unbelievable, extreme pleasure that she would never have experienced in her life if she hadn't met Hong Min-jun. She had ended up knowing it.
It was an intense pleasure she had never felt even when she was in her prime of meeting men.
No matter how long she hadn't met a man, Kang So-yeon was a woman who made a name for herself with her beauty during her school days.
How many men followed her, and how many men had she met?
But no one had ever shown her this feeling, this sensation, this pleasure.
If she were a virgin who didn't know men, she might have just thought, "Oh, so this is how good sex is," but since Kang Su-yeon knew enough about men, she could feel that something was strange.
That this pleasure was not normal.
She is not the sensitive type. Her libido isn't that high either. That's why she was able to endure without having sex for a long time.
But the sex with Hong Min-jun was...
'Haa.'
Vaginal fluid flowing down again just by thinking about it.
This was by no means a normal phenomenon.
'As expected... that kid is special. Only that kid can do this.'
Having tasted the ultimate pleasure she had never experienced in her life, Kang So-yeon realized it naturally.
Once she knew this kind of pleasure, she could never go back to before.
There is no way to go back to the days when she didn't know this pleasure.
All that remains is the desire to endlessly crave the pleasure she tasted once.
The reason? I don't know that kind of thing.
Looks that make you fall in love at first sight? An unbelievably big and thick dick? Amazing stamina?
Of course, those are also factors.
However...
Kang So-yeon, who was fiddling with her vulva without realizing it, was startled and pulled her back away from where she was leaning, and at that moment,
Bang!
"Eek!"
"Ah, Noona. Sorry, but... let's wash together— Huh? Were you playing with yourself?"
"G-get out! Get out, you pervert, get out!!"
"Ow! Ow! Why are you like this?"