First Time with My Childhood Friend (Current Viewers: 1,420)
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed wildly through the room.
"Hah… haa…"
"Hyaang! Ah, ahh! Hey, Minjun! S-slow down a little—!"
Seola, pinned beneath me on the bed, whimpered with teary eyes as her hips twitched frantically.
Even though her mouth begged me to go slower, her legs were wrapped around my waist like a pair of snakes, squeezing tight. Her nails raked down my back. Her scorching lower body clenched around me so hard I could barely breathe.
My mind melted into blank white. I just kept pounding into her like I was trying to break the bed springs.
Thwack! Smack! Squish!
I was thrusting mindlessly when I happened to lift my head.
A flash.
In the dark room, at the edge of my vision, sat the monitor.
And on top of it, a glowing red lens that looked downright sinister.
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'……Huh?'
It felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my head. My brain completely froze. The hips that had been slamming away like a piston stopped dead.
"W-what… what the hell is this?!?!?!"
I screamed at the top of my lungs. But while my mind was exploding, Seola underneath me simply grabbed my neck and pulled me down, her legs squeezing my waist even tighter.
"Hnnng… ah, why did you stop… hurry up and fuck me harder…"
Fuck. Why?
A few months ago back in our hometown, on the day we both turned twenty, the two of us got drunk and did it once on a dare. Yeah, that was fine.
But this—today—was supposed to be our very first time actually doing it in front of a camera. So why the hell was the livestream already on?!
And more importantly, this crazy— I mean, this damn girl Seola knew the camera was rolling. So why was she acting like she was in full heat?!
