Chapter 105
Chapter 105
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 105
Chapter Title: That Time, She Was (4)
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Tap.
The sound of a fingernail pressing the play button on the phone screen.
-Ahng, ahng, aaak! Choi Jun-young, I love youuu! I looove youuu!
-Fuck, I love you too, so damn much.
Tap.
-Hahk, hahk. Choi... Jun-young. Ha, just once more. You did it twice with Du-na, right?
-Don't worry.
-Huh?
-Not letting you sleep tonight.
-Smack, smack, thwack-thwack-thwack!
-Aaak!
Tap.
-Euheuu, heung. Oppa. I'm worn out.
-Heuk. Heuuk. Hey. How was it doing it with me? Promise kept—we're dating now, right? I'll see both Du-na and you.
-Thwack, thwack, splat, thwack.
-Heu, heuu. Okayyy. Cumming... again! Me! Eut!
Squiiiirt. Splaaaash.
-Haa, haa. Oppa. I love youuu.
-Heh heh. Na-young's a total squirter now. My cock looks so lovable, doesn't it? Wanna try sucking it now, even though you said it was gross earlier? Come on, open wide. Ahh—.
-Ahh— euum. Slurp. Sluuuurp.
-Whoa. How's it taste? Good, right?
-Heung. Delicious.
Tap.
-Ahng, ahng, aaak! Choi Jun-young, I love youuu! I looove youuu!
-Fuck, I love you too, so damn much.
Tap.
-Fuck, I love you too, so damn much.
Tap.
-Fuck, I love you too, so damn much.
"Aaaah!"
Kim Yu-ra thrust the hand holding her phone straight up toward the sky. She stayed like that for a moment.
Crunch.
The grinding of her teeth. And the phone, squeezed as if it might shatter, let out a scream at the same time.
The sex scene of Choi Jun-young that she'd confirmed with her own eyes had etched itself into her mind and heart with a shock incomparable to the time she'd seen him parting with Yeon Du-na in front of the house.
"Eek. Heuuu. I'll kill you. Haa, haa. Kruuuh. Heung. Heuuu. Hoo."
She wanted to rush right over to where those two bastards were. Her heart ached. The top of her chest burned. After holding the phone high up and trembling for a long while, she let out a hollow laugh at the sudden urge she felt.
"Why, even now I gotta pee, damn it! Hoo. Hooo."
As she lowered her hand and headed to the bathroom, tears finally appeared in her eyes.
"Kheup. Heup. Heung. Hic. Uwaaang."
Even as she wiped the tears streaking her cheeks, words of rage kept bursting from her mouth.
"Heup. Gulp. Fuck... bastard. Fucking bitch. Sniff. I'll kill both of you. Heuuung. Right in front of that fucking bitch, I'll fuck Choi Jun-young and then kill her too! Fucking goddamn bastards. Heu, heuuu. Just peeing myself. Heu, heuu. Heh heh heh. I'll really kill you. Sniff. Kheuup. Gulp."
Even as she swallowed her snot to finish her curses, when she reached the toilet and yanked down her pants and panties, she let out a bewildered sound.
"Huh...?"
The moment her panties slipped down between her legs, she felt a wetness.
"No way...?"
Muttering in disbelief, she plopped down on the toilet and spread her legs wide.
Then she lowered her head to look there. Repeating "No way...?" over and over.
Drip. Plip.
A few elongated drops of love juice fell into the toilet water, forming ripples.
"Ha! Ha, heu, haha. Crazy bitch. There's another fucking slut right here? Kim Yu-ra, you got turned on? Watching oppa with another girl turned you on? Wow. You're totally insane. Uhihihi."
She brought her finger to the slit leaking love juice.
Spurt-spurt-splatter.
"Eung."
Was it pooled up? At the stimulation, even more sticky love juice than before gushed out.
Grinding her teeth, Kim Yu-ra shoved three fingers straight into her pussy.
"Fuck. This shit. This shit!"
Squelch, squish, tzqueak. Plop, plop.
"Uhihihi. Eutheu. Felt good, didn't it, you fucking bitch? Our oppa pounding you deep with his huge cock like this! Like this! Hahk."
Her left hand gripping the edge of the toilet lid, she lifted her hips slightly and sped up the movement of her right hand even more.
"Haa, with this. Aheung. Getting pounded like this makes you moan, right? You fucking bitch. Joo Na-young, fucking slut. Haa, oppa, oppa—you like her pussy?"
Squelch, squish.
No technique, just fingers pistoning deep back and forth, but combined with the recent video looping in her mind, it sent immense pleasure surging through her.
"Heung, oppa. Was her pussy good? Better than mine? You said I'm the best. You said I'm the best everrr! Ahng, aheung. Say it! Say ittt aaaah!"
Throwing her head back as she screamed, she trembled violently but didn't stop her fingers.
"Oppa, I love you. Oppa. Haa, haa, hawik. Harder! Pound deeper! Pound meee! Pound me like you did that fucking bitch! Heuk, ung, euk, euk, keuuk!! ... Haaaa, hahheuuu, hoooo."
Her madly muttering lips stopped, and her hand, mercilessly stabbing her insides, finally drooped away limply.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Recalling the side of herself from that day—like she was from another galaxy—Kim Yu-ra let out a smirk.
Once she'd gotten fully into it, bathroom masturbation wasn't enough; she went to the living room, watched the video again on her phone while masturbating, and later even transferred it to a USB to watch on the living room TV.
Beyond the huge screen, Choi Jun-young's face twisted in pleasure, and an unfamiliar woman's face writhing beneath him—where she should have been.
Their intercourse brought Kim Yu-ra immense stress along with a strange pleasure, and she masturbated like a madwoman while shedding tears.
In the middle of masturbating in the living room, when Choi Jun-young came home, she was scared out of her wits. Her body reeked of female musk.
Not wanting to get caught, she pulled off the ploy of shoving him into the shower, claiming he smelled.
While he washed up, she finished cleaning and lay down first under the covers, realizing what men call "sage time."
As the masturbation high faded, disgust and self-loathing at having masturbated to her cheating boyfriend crashed over her.
'Agh. Black history.'
Whether "black history" truly fit that madness was debatable, but it was true she'd come to laugh off that painful memory.
Though her coping method had gone pretty far off the rails.
Strangely, after that day, she'd become more tolerant of Choi Jun-young meeting other women.
Of course, it still hurt every time she saw him fuck another woman, but that pain now came laced with a strange thread of pleasure.
An addictive thrill different from sex itself, where her heart burned hot and her mind sank cold.
Kim Yu-ra had tasted that depraved excitement, and the Joo Na-young video she'd vowed to delete that day was now safely stored in the [Choi Jun-young] folder on her high-capacity USB, still occasionally used as fap material.
For reference, the subfolders under [Choi Jun-young] started with [Kim Yu-ra]—named after herself—followed by [Joo Na-young], [Yeon Du-na], and [Ahn So-jin], for a total of four. Probably [Han Se-ri] would be added today.
In fact, last time at the barbecue place when she met Ahn So-jin, she'd already known her identity and even had the video.
Separate from her secret hobby, her jealousy toward Choi Jun-young still burned, so she'd just teased them to see the cheeky pair flustered.
And behind all this possible thanks to an accomplice named Pomi...
Pomi had initially whined that it felt like betraying Choi Jun-young, but after various bribes starting with food and threats about being in it together already, she'd long since become a full accomplice. These days, she even boldly demanded chicken and ice cream first.
Even the explanation of Kim Yu-ra's new kink [Troilism] that Pomi had told Choi Jun-young on the day she ran into Ahn So-jin had Pomi's meddling in it. Unlike what Pomi had said then, it wasn't just enjoying 3Ps.
It was...
"Unnie, when's Jun-young coming out?"
Kim Yu-ra snapped out of her daze at Pomi's sudden words.
"Really? Tell him it's over now."
"Oh, and unnie was super mad. She wants you to put in a good word about Se-ri."
"Oh, right. Look at me."
She'd been so focused on hiding her secret hobby that she'd forgotten.
The beautiful woman named Han Se-ri waiting outside the room right now. She'd only heard that Choi Jun-young had brought a woman home; she didn't know the details yet.
"Give me a quick rundown on that girl first? Tell oppa I'll head out in a bit."
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Ah, shit. What are they talking about that they're taking so long?
I'd at least told Se-ri not to mention she was the culprit in the "National Assemblyman Murder Case," but I wondered if Pomi had relayed it properly.
As I anxiously bounced my leg while watching Se-ri glued to the TV screen, the door burst open and Pomi came out.
"Jun-young says come in!"
"Again?"
As I headed to the room, I whispered to Pomi.
-Hey. You handled the Se-ri thing right?
-Yup! Don't forget the 1ck!
-Got it. Just say when you're hungry. I'll order.
-Heehee. Chicken rich guy.
-Rich guy?
Tilting my head, I entered the room to see Yu-ra still perched on the bed. She patted the spot next to her.
"Come sit here."
"...Every time you do that, you scare me. You sound just like my mom."
"You keep doing things that deserve a scolding, that's why. Be honest. Oppa, you always say you're scared, but you actually enjoy it, right?"
"No, I don't!"
I yelled, but thinking it over... Getting scolded by Yu-ra kinda felt like being loved?
"Haa. Anyway, sit."
"Can't you talk without sighing?"
"Make it so I don't have to sigh."
"Uh, yeah."
I sat quietly beside her without even getting a word in edgewise.
"I heard everything from Pomi."
Nod, nod.
"So? What do you want to do, oppa?"
From peeking at her expression while talking, it seemed she'd heard almost everything except that Se-ri had killed someone.
I recounted the conversation I'd had with Se-ri earlier.
"Her situation's pitiful. Your place was empty anyway..."
"..."
"Not just crashing for free. She seemed good at cooking earlier. I'm quitting the shop soon, so I wanna hire her there. Then we can just charge rent."
"And fuck when I'm not around? Calling each other honey and darling?"
"I'll skip the honey and darling... I promise."
"Haa... Fine. Just let her crash."
"R-Really?"
"She'll die if not."
"Huh? Oh, yeah."
"Haa. I go through all kinds of crap. Even letting another bitch stay at my place."
"I'll be even better to you."
"Whatever. Can't help it if someone's dying. And oppa, you've been reckless with your body forever."
"Kuhk."
"But keep it moderate, got it? If I catch you even once while I'm around... I won't hold back. This is your last warning."
"Gulp. A-Alright."
"Happy now? I'm gonna change and head out, so you go first. Tell that girl too."
"Yeah. Thanks. You're a real angel, an angel."
Yu-ra waved her hand as if my flattery annoyed her. And on that finger... the ring I'd given her sparkled.