I'm Going Fucking Crazy. My Pussy's About to Burst

"This is a Master Key that can access the birth information system.

I need you to deliver this Master Key to this person."

The memo listed a phone number, the Master Key password, and a nine-digit cipher key.

A Master Key could never be leaked or transferred casually.

It was blatantly illegal.

I felt deeply uneasy, but I took the items without a word.

"What is this cipher key for?"

"You'll need it to make contact with that person. There's no one else who can help me. Please—I'm counting on you."

"But why me?"

"There's no one else. I don't have time to explain in detail.

If you help me, I'll make sure you're properly compensated. That includes your friend's situation too."

"Please. I'm begging you."

Kim Do-hun rose from his seat without another word.

"I might get caught soon. You have to help me clear my charges."

As he left, he added one last thing.

"Deliver it properly. Then I can change your entire life."

I left the café and walked for a long time.

In one hand I held the USB and the memo Kim Do-hun had given me.

What the hell is this…

I stopped walking.

Standing in an empty alley, I unfolded the paper again.

Contact number. Contact cipher. Master account password.

This was… real illegal.

A national system master account.

Just possessing it was a crime, and handing it over to someone else was an even bigger one.

I quietly drew in a breath.

"Fuck… why me."

Kim Do-hun might already be finished.

And right now I was standing with one foot on the edge of the swamp he was trying to crawl out of.

The more I thought about it, the filthier it felt.

So-eun came to mind.

Right now, in my hand, I was holding the most powerful weapon that could help her.

The master account.

I headed straight for the company.

Saturday.

Naturally, no one was there.

I accessed the birth information system.

I plugged in the USB Kim Do-hun had given me.

I entered the password written on the memo.

My hands were shaking.

It's fine.

I can erase the access logs myself. No one will ever know.

I was logged in as the highest-level administrator.

Lee So-eun.

Lee So-eun.

I entered the Birth Control Bureau registration number she had texted me.

013052004

So-eun's information appeared.

But…

What?

I read the screen over and over.

Fertile. F-grade.

That made no sense.

F-grade was a rank given only to infertile women.

That had been drilled into my head all through high school.

But So-eun had been classified as fertile.

She wasn't infertile.

"This is insane…"

This was an error that shook the very skeleton of the system.

Or deliberate classification manipulation.

It had already been manipulated.

My friend.

Lee So-eun…

The So-eun who had soaked my shoulder with tears at the coffee shop.

And now… she was working as a live-in carer for an A-grade man.

Taking a woman who wasn't even infertile, stamping her F-grade, and assigning her.

This wasn't a simple error.

I stared at the screen again.

"So-eun… what the hell happened to you?"

It felt like a single black hole was writhing inside the system.

This was Kim Do-hun's work.

Any other possibility was slim.

There were only five people in Korea who held master accounts capable of manipulating information.

The only people who could erase access logs were the security team leader and me.

The common denominator had always been Kim Do-hun.

Now it was me.

That son of a bitch.

What the fuck had he been doing.

This was just putting the manipulation back the way it was supposed to be.

This wasn't a crime.

I repeated that to myself and changed Lee So-eun's grade to D.

Enter.

Ha.

I couldn't breathe.

Done…

All I had to do was exit the birth information system and delete the access logs.

I was about to hit the logout button when, suddenly,

Su-jeong came to mind.

Su-jeong, who always looked uneasy whenever Kim Do-hun's name came up.

Just… a quick look.

Just a peek…

The registration number that had been printed on the marriage assignment text.

013372994

Search.

The Jeong Su-jeong I had never known was right here.

The Su-jeong who said her first husband beat her every day… had been a social worker at a women's violence victim center.

I hadn't even known she was from an orphanage.

I scrolled further down.

Spouse Information:

I was at the very top of the list.

The scroll was long.

She really had gotten married a lot.

Not a single one of all those men had ever cherished her…

It left a bitter taste.

Kim Do-hun?

My hand stopped.

I looked at the screen again.

Same name… it had to be a coincidence.

I clicked the registration number next to Kim Do-hun's name.

The screen switched to Kim Do-hun's profile.

Photo… Kim Do-hun.

Workplace… Secure Intelligence Development Center.

It was Kim Do-hun…

That strange feeling I'd had the first time I saw Su-jeong at the police station.

The way she had rejected Do-hun's house invitation without a single second of hesitation.

The way Su-jeong's face had frozen every time Kim Do-hun's name came up.

The first husband who had beaten her every day.

Zero-point rating.

And after that, the way she had only ever been matched with weird bastards.

All of it.

All of it connected by this one single line.

Fuck.

This bastard.

The bastard who beat Su-jeong…

I had called him hyung.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

I left the company and walked.

I didn't even know where I was going.

I couldn't look at Su-jeong's face.

I couldn't smile in front of her.

I had to kill that son of a bitch.

The blue bruise on Han No-eul's side came back to me too.

This bastard still hadn't fixed his hands.

The same bastard who had even manipulated So-eun's grade.

I picked up my phone.

Kim Do-hun's new number that had rung that morning.

No answer.

I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠pressed it again.

And again.

And again…

Fuck.

How much had Su-jeong hurt.

I bought four bottles of soju at a convenience store.

Han River bank.

I drank without a cup.

I couldn't taste anything.

Tears kept falling.

For a long time I just sat there blankly,

brain emptied out,

swallowing soju.

A text came in.

Su-jeong's text has a lol in it?

The text was laughing.

Su-jeong's text was laughing.

I laughed.

I wanted to see Su-jeong so badly I could die.

I ran.

Hard enough to make my dick fall off.

I opened the front door.

"Looks like you really ran, huh? Wait a sec, I just need to wash the vegetables."

"Su-jeong."

"What."

I just hugged her.

"Hey. That hurts. What are you doing. You horny?"

"Fucking bitch."

"You've lost your mind. You bastard."

I sucked on Su-jeong's mouth.

"Mmph… what…"

I shoved my tongue in.

I sucked like I was trying to pull her tongue clean out.

Su-jeong's pupils went wide.

For a long time I sucked her tongue, her teeth, even her gums.

"You smell like booze. What the hell."

I sucked her cheek.

Her nose.

Her ear.

Her neck.

"Hey. Are you an animal? Stop licking already."

I scooped her up and threw her onto the sofa.

"What… what are you doing…"

"I… love you."

"Hey. You idiot. I know. I already know."

"I love you."

"Me too…"

"Huh?"

"I love you too. Like a fucking lot…"

I yanked her pants down.

I lifted her t-shirt.

"Hands up."

"Okay."

Su-jeong raised ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠both arms.

Her big bare tits jiggled with no bra.

I sucked on Su-jeong's tits.

She held my head and stroked my hair.

"Did something happen?"

I kept sucking without answering.

"Why do you keep licking. It's driving me crazy."

I licked her navel, then her thighs.

"Turn around. Ass up."

"This… is so fucking humiliating… fine."

Su-jeong turned around, raised her ass, and lowered her head.

With both hands I spread Su-jeong's ass open.

I shoved my tongue in deep.

"Hey. Find the hole properly. Not there. Hey… you idiot."

I pushed my tongue deep into Su-jeong's asshole.

"Ah… you've lost it. For real."

Beneath the saliva-slick, glistening anus, her pussy twitched.

Pussy juice ran down her thighs.

"Ahhk… feels like I'm gonna die…"

My tongue plunged deep into Su-jeong's asshole.

"Aaaahk… fuck… for real… I… please fuck me already…"

I licked her anus.

So fucking hot, so filthy and pretty.

"You idiot… why lick there. I can't even breathe."

I yanked my pants and underwear down in one motion.

I wrapped my arms tightly around Su-jeong from behind.

I slowly pushed my cock in.

She was already wet enough.

"Ahhhkk… feels like my pussy's gonna tear. It's bigger today."

I rolled my hips.

Thud! Thud!

The sound of flesh slamming into flesh tore through the living-room air.

Su-jeong's big tits swayed violently back and forth.

I gripped her waist hard enough to break it and pounded her like a beast.

Every time my cock bottomed out, the area around her navel bulged visibly.

Su-jeong screamed and clawed at the sofa with her nails.

"Haa… haa… ah…aaaah"

I looked at the sweat beading on Su-jeong's back and sped up even more.

"I'm going fucking crazy. Ngh… feels like my pussy's gonna burst."

My cock slammed mercilessly against the mouth of her womb.

"Hey… fuck… I'm coming…"

She tore at the sofa leather.

My cock swelled like it was about to explode.

"Haa… ugh…!"

I yanked her waist hard toward me and drove all the way in.

"Su-jeong."

"Yeah. Haaaa…"

"From now on, you stay only behind my back."

"Huh?"

I shoved my cock even deeper.

"Ahhk"

"No one gets to touch you anymore."

"Got it…"

Tears were running from Su-jeong's eyes.

"I'll protect you. Jeong Su-jeong… got it?"

"Got it."

"Take every drop of my cum."

"Yeah… shoot all your cum… I'm gonna get pregnant…"

Hot cum poured deep into Su-jeong.

Her thighs trembled hard.

I buried my face in the nape of her neck and gasped for air.

Su-jeong's pussy clenched my cock tight and refused to let go.

We ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠stayed frozen like that for a long time.

Only her pussy kept twitching, squeezing out the cum.

"Su-jeong, why didn't you tell me…"

"How was I supposed to tell you… to a guy who grabs a beer bottle the second someone just slaps my cheek."

Su-jeong turned and wrapped herself around me.

"That bastard. I'll kill him."

"Don't… I don't resent ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that guy anymore."

"What?"

"If I'd lived a normal life, I never would've met you."

"Huh?"

"I met you. That's enough."

"Fuck…"

"Don't hurt. It hurts me too."

Su-jeong's hand was wiping the tears running down my cheek.

Tears were running from her eyes too.

Her hand was soft and warm.