Lost My Virginity in the Girl Next Door's Room
Anyone who remembers where the last post cut off already knows.
I'm picking it right back up.
Seoyeon was straddling me where I lay with my back to the mattress, both hands locked around my waist. Thighs hammered into shape at the gym clamped my hips from either side, and there might not have been an exit from the start.
Not that I was looking for one.
Quick detour. Let me air out my past.
First, for the record: I was never a bullying victim, and I wasn't some gloomy shut-in loser either.
Every time somebody tells a story it's the same MSG—"the kid the whole school used to stomp on finally awakens"—and if you wanted that kind of dramatic arc, hit the back button, because that isn't me.
I was on the quiet side, sure. I had a lunch crew. If somebody's fullback went down during the lunchtime soccer game, I was the guy they dragged in to run. That was the extent of my position.
Grades were average too.
Crack open a report card and I sat around twelfth out of thirty.
At every parent conference the homeroom teacher deployed the soulless line "a diligent, model student," and Mom swallowed it whole, eyes even welling up. I didn't realize until my second year of middle school that diligent was a knife: his head for studying is dogshit, but he's uselessly diligent.
Anyway, pathetic backstory and all, I did have one thing that wasn't ordinary.
My nose.
Since elementary school, maybe? The second the cafeteria doors opened I could call whether the menu was curry or black-bean noodles, whether the soup was seaweed or beef-and-radish, down to that level of sensitivity. The kids in class called me Dog Nose, and I didn't entirely hate the nickname.
It was the one specialty I actually had.
If there was a warning sign that the sense was about to go completely feral… it was probably a major lecture in my sophomore year of college.
Midterm day. The lecture hall was dead quiet when I happened to catch the girl in the seat ahead carefully shifting how she sat. Not long after, a smell slipped over in secret and hit the inside of my nose.
Pshhhhhk—
Mph?!
Whatever kimbap she'd demolished at the convenience store that morning, a thick, clean smell spread its wings. The student who'd snuck the fart out sat there with her nape flushed all the way red, boring a hole through her exam paper. Even she must have thought it was bad.
I bombed the test that day.
After that I got even more sensitive to smell, enough to pick up the body scent of classmates who were on their periods. I never let it show, obviously. I wasn't about to end my college life branded a pervert dropout.
Back then I just figured I was a guy with a decent nose. That misconception held right up until Seoyeon's sounds started coming through the wall….
A soft slide.
The training pants went down past my feet along with the underwear, all at once.
"Ha… I still can't get used to it, no matter how many times I look. Is this even a human's? Did you rip a horse cock off somewhere and glue it on?"
I heard Seoyeon swallow. Her eyes were so serious it was hard to believe this was the same person who'd been clutching her stomach and rolling on the floor a minute ago.
Right away she took hold of me with a trembling hand. One touch, and a strange smile crossed her face.
"Thicker than my wrist."
"Is that a compliment?"
"It's an insult, you Byeon Gangsoe bastard."
Then she tilted her head and stared at my face for a long while.
"This your first time?"
"Huh?"
"I can see your hands shaking. You're about to shred the whole sheet."
She was right. Somewhere along the way my shaking hands had gotten about one second from tearing the bedsheet apart.
"Yeah. I'm a virgin."
"Knew it. All rattle, empty can."
She bent at the waist and bumped her forehead against mine.
"Don't chicken out. Your noona used to coach. I'll take the lead. You just stay still… nah. Today's a special exemption. Touch wherever you want. I'll allow it."
"For real? You're not gonna report me later, right?"
"I said it's my room, didn't I?! Virgin brain, making me say it over and over. Unreal."
"Sorry."
Her mouth slid over and crashed down on mine.
Nothing like the CPR. This time the feel was soft, and it tasted a little like barley tea.
"First time except for CPR? Then this is your real first kiss."
She grinned right in front of my nose. That face, all charisma a second ago, looked even sexier under the dawn light.
"You can finish inside today."
"What?!"
"I'm on the pill. For cramps… a trainer's job is managing her body."
I decided to keep to myself the little farce of how a woman that thorough had been brought to this exact situation because she couldn't beat a single fart. I hadn't even lost my virginity yet. I wasn't about to die of shock.
"Then here I go?"
She lifted her hips. She grabbed the white leggings and tried to peel them down, but the sweat-soaked fabric clung to her skin and refused to budge.
"Why won't these come off. Getting them off when you're drenched is a whole job, I swear."
Grunting, she hauled them down as far as her thighs, worked one knee free and then the other, and flung the leggings into a corner. The black lace underwear went with them.
After that, bare skin glazed with sweat flared into view under the light. And the faint leftover of the gas that had slipped out a moment ago rose all at once.
"…Noona."
"What."
"I can still smell your… that."
"Are you insane? Kid's got a real talent for killing the mood!"
Her hand came up like she was going to slap my cheek, then stopped.
"You think I stuck it out so you could sniff it?! You jammed my gut up like this and made a mess of me, what do you want me to do? Shut your mouth and keep it standing straight."
She grabbed me and rubbed the head against her entrance.
Slick—
"You're soaked, noona."
"It's your fault. Quit grinning."
She lowered her hips slowly. The head rode up along her walls, and with the heat came a narrow passage wrapping my cock and squeezing.
"Stupid thick… ngh!"
Once I was buried to the base she touched her own stomach, gauging the size.
"I can feel it all the way up here. This size is actually insane… you're gonna punch through me."
For a few seconds after going in, it was like I'd seen the universe. Hot, tight, and slippery, wrapped around my cock. Honestly, Hitomi should have taught me this. Instead of just upping the resolution.
"Minchul."
"…Yeah."
"What are you doing right now."
"Holding it in."
"Good. You cum already and I will actually kill you."
"Urk? Wait, just give me three seconds."
"Three seconds my ass. Clench your asshole and hold your head together."
To fight off the virgin orgasm welling up, I counted the fluorescent tubes on the ceiling. By the end I was summoning my mother's face.
Mom, your useless son is finally achieving his dream. Sob.
Seoyeon started to move her hips, slow.
Slap. Slap.
Glutes trained on squats came down on my thighs with a thick smack. Once the rhythm caught—one, two—she clenched her teeth and started pounding like a mortar.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
"Hnnngh♥ Haah! Agh, I'm gonna lose it… why is it getting even bigger?! It's a damn pillar of fire! Haah♥"
"I don't… know either… ngh, you're squeezing way too hard from up there…"
"You think I'm clenching because I want to?! You're packed in this tight, how am I supposed to relax! Hnn♥ Ht! How is it! The ass you only ever imagined through the wall, squeezing you—feel good? You're dying, aren't you, you sneaky little shit!"
"It feels so good I think I'm gonna tear. A hundred times dirtier than the sounds through the wall."
"Stupid brat! You're eating what you eavesdropped on with your cock, of course it's dirty! Hauk♥ Anh♥♥ Don't grab my hips… your hands are on me and it's driving in even deeper!"
"Hrrgk, you're so tight I'm gonna cum any second…!"
Seoyeon glared down at me with venom in her eyes and drool running from her mouth anyway.
In that instant a need hit me hard—the need, as a man, to do something. Lying there shredding the sheet… it was too pathetic.
"Noona… your pussy tastes so fucking good."
About as loud as a mosquito taking a shit.
I regretted it the second it left my mouth. Unlike the fantasies, filthy words did not fall out of me easily.
Damn it. That's not it.
Maybe she hadn't heard me. Her mouth hung open and her whole mind was on pounding.
Something about it rankled, so I decided to pull out one more.
"Noona, your mouth does the whole tough-trainer act, but your pussy hole is losing its mind over one little brother's dick and dripping all over the place."
The words had come out of my own mouth, and they were still way too vulgar.
But the arrow had already left the hand. In the gap where her hips went stiff, I dumped ten years of Hitomi inner power and spurred myself on.
"How bad did you want to get stuffed, gulping down a twenty-four-year virgin cock like you're starving? You really the sow next door who used to let farts rip all vulgar like that?"
That was the moment.
Brrt!
Her pupils lost their grip and jolted without mercy.
"This little shit… what did you just say? A sow?"
The room went quiet. Deliver that line and the heroine was supposed to tremble in humiliation and surrender to pleasure… had I screwed up again?
Fuck! This garbage is all I know, and now it's over…
I thought sex and everything else was about to collapse and end, but her reaction blew up somewhere else.
Brrrrrt, ppuk-ppuk!
The sound of air that had been trapped in a narrow gap blasting free.
A queef. Vaginal flatulence.
"Pfft."
"Don't laugh."
"I didn't."
"The corner of your mouth twitched!"
"That sound just now, was it…"
"No!!"
She covered her face with both hands.
Even her ears were scarlet.
"This is just… air leaking out! You spouted that insane crap and I got startled and air got in! Women are built this way, we can't help it!"
"Ah, I know. I've seen it in porn. It's called a queef."
"Who asked you to know that, you bastard!"
Yelling with tears glassing her eyes, her face was pretty cute. She'd already blasted dozens of them out of her ass a minute ago, and this was what embarrassed her… and because that reaction happened to do it for me, I drove my hips up harder without meaning to.
Thud.
"Hyik?!"
Pshhhhk, brrt.
A door, once opened, doesn't shut easily. Every time I thrust up, the sound of air being pushed out came one after another.
"Hauk, haah♥ You pervert, what about this is even good, hwaaaang♥"
"Shake your hips a little more, noona. That was insanely hot just now."
"Haaang… of course you're an actual pervert. Horse-dick bastard… haaaang♥♥!"
The words were vicious, but her hands were crumpling my shirt in a fist. I swallowed the laugh and pushed up harder.
Thud-thud-thud-thud— squelch, thud-thud-thud!!
She thrashed, and at last stared at the ceiling with her eyes unfocused.
A kind of giving up.
"Screw it, I don't care! I already let one out, who cares if it's a hundred or a thousand! Let it be whatever!"
The second the words ended she clamped a hand over her mouth.
"Mmmph!?♥"
"Why are you covering your mouth. The room next door is mine."
"The unit upstairs might hear! Hnnn♥ It's too big, hik!?♥♥"
"Hey, mind if I change the position?"
"Don't ask, just do it yourself!"
As if she'd been waiting, she flipped herself over and went face-down. A trainer's drop, no wasted motion, a perfect prone. Knees down, forehead planted in the mattress, ass lifted. Her wet back and the line of her hips showed vulgar and bare under the light.
"I teach the members this position."
"Didn't ask for that TMI…"
"What am I supposed to do, it just popped into my head!"
Smack!
Sex and arousal had found their orbit, so I tried slapping her ass, rough.
"Ahht?! Are you crazy! I said you could touch, not hit!"
"What am I supposed to do when it feels this good."
"Unbelievable. And you call yourself a virgin… if you're gonna do it, gentle! Gentle!"
I tried gentle, the way she said.
Pat. Smack!
"Heeung♥ Yeah, this is better. It's getting me worked up, haa♥ haah♥ I can't believe I'm in heat over this kind of play, ahhnnk♥"
She's actually so fucking dirty. My balls are gonna blow.
Curiosity hit out of nowhere, and I set up behind her the way I had during the massage. One hand cupped around her flattened lower belly.
"Hey, hey, not that hand. It'll come out again."
"But my hands saved you earlier, didn't they. Then I'll just fuck you like this!"
"No! I said it's dangerous, you brat!"
"Nope!"
—— Thud!
"Kyaaaang——!♥♥♥"
The sound blew hard enough to ring the ceiling. The second my cock went in to the base, her back bowed hard.
At the same time she laid her hand over the back of mine where I was pressing her lower belly.
"It hit… Minchul, it hit the end of my womb…!"
"You're so hot, noona… save me, I feel like I'm getting sucked in."
"I'm not sucking you in… you're stuffed so deep I can't even breathe! Haa♥ haah♥♥ Fuck me more! We're already here, let's see how far it goes!"
I pulled out one last line.
"Then I'm not pulling out. You told me to fuck you."
"Aah! Yeah, fuck me! I'm a trainer, you think I'd surrender to a dick?! Hnnt♥ Nngh!? I'm actually gonna lose it…!"
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud, whammm! Squelch, squelch— slick, thud! Slick!
I slammed my hips rough and put my mouth to her ear, pouring the degradation out.
"Noona, just occurred to me—getting fucked by the kid next door while you roll your hips like that… what would your members say if they saw?"
I expected her usual rough cursing to explode. Instead of cursing she shoved her ass back harder.
"Who cares… a trainer can't have sex?! Quit the bullshit and fuck me to the end, you son of a bitch! Aah♥♥ Ahht! Haa… yeah, right there… you're gonna break the mouth of my womb…! Heeeuk?♥"
"Wow… you know how obscene you are? Were you actually waiting for somebody to rail you? You've been seducing me with farts this whole time, right?"
"Seduction my ass, your dick-work is dirtier! Haah♥♥ Hk! You pressing my lower belly… it's weirdly driving me insane…!"
From the next stretch on, memory came in pieces.
Thud-thud-thud— whub-ub-ub-ub!!
She tore at the pillow and spilled words. Good, fuck me harder, even if my belly bursts, fine. Today was the first time I learned curses could have that kind of rhythm.
And then my hand pressed into her lower belly.
—— Pshhhhhhuuuk♥
The sound of one last strand, left deep in the gut I'd thought was emptied, slipping free.
"Ah, it came out again!"
She buried her face in the pillow.
A warm, faint smell brushed the tip of my nose. A sweet-rice-punch sweetness mixed with the smell of skin.
In that instant the line on my scent fetish started to snap.
What sent me over, in the end, wasn't the squeeze. It was the smell.
"Noona… I'm gonna cum."
"Heuk?♥ No! Not yet, I said not yet! Hold it till I get there♥♥ Haah, even in PT you finish one more set, that's the baseline! Clench your asshole and bite down! Haaaaang♥♥"
"Who counts sets during sex. I really can't hold it, I'm just gonna cum inside you."
"Hold it! Hrrnnn♥ If you can't, I'll lock you up until you hit The Big Three 500kg! Haah♥ Nngh! Ah, no… I'm almost there… something's wrong down there for me too… Minchul, I think I'm gonna cum, me too, hnnn♥ Let's go together!"
I'm losing it. I absolutely cannot hold this!
I shook my hips rough, stamped her womb like I meant to break it, and in the end the head popped—pok!—into a place it had no business entering, prying into the mouth of her womb.
"Hgyaaak?!♥ Where are you putting that… haaak?♥ I'm, I'm going… cumming while you finish in a place you shouldn't!!♥♥♥"
The inside clenched like a spasm, her waist bowed like a bow, and I went right after her.
Glug, glug— brrrrrrt!!! Pshhhhhhuuuuk!!!!!!
I stayed like that for a long while, cock driven into the ceiling of her womb, vomiting out semen stored for twenty-four years. When I slowly pulled out, the cloudy white load carrying a virgin's grudge surged back and sprayed free.
Bubble, bubble— splatter-splatter, pshhhhiiik!
"Heeuk?! I came out of my pussy."
Shhhhhiii— brrt, brrt♥
Still in the middle of her orgasm, Seoyeon spat semen and then lost it to climax leakage. A yellow stream of piss ran weak and endless down her thighs.
"You came a lot."
By the time my breath finally came back, morning sun had brightened the window. With the clean sound of birds, the clock hands pointed at seven a.m.
She was collapsed over my chest, letting out only thin little breaths. Sweat-pickled leggings lay crumpled in the room, and the sheets were a wreck.
"…Hey."
"Yeah."
"You're not even a human being."
Maybe from screaming all night, her voice was hoarse as she stroked my cheek.
"How am I supposed to teach squats today. My legs are shaking so bad I can't even stand."
"At least your belly went down. Nobody's gonna find something to nitpick."
"Ha. I ought to crack that perverted old geezer's skull."
The rough words didn't match the easy way she laughed. The laugh seemed to be settling, and then she suddenly narrowed her eyes and looked at me.
"By the way. You. What did you say earlier."
"…About what."
"You thought I'd forget? A few of those bullshit lines stuck in real deep… what was that about my lower hole? Sow next door?"
My heart dropped.
I'd thought she hadn't heard.
"I never said anything like that."
"You did."
"That was… you misheard. Dehydration, tinnitus…"
"Tinnitus my ass! I remember every single syllable! Where'd you learn it. Spill."
"I don't know."
"You don't talk right now and I'll bite your dick off."
Under that murderous look, I finally threw up the white flag.
"Hitomi! I saw it in Japanese porn manga!"
"…What?"
"Over there, if the guy degrades her and humiliates her, the woman submits! A forever-single's entire sex-ed textbook for twenty-four years was that, what do you want from me! They didn't teach it at school either!"
For a statement of principle, it was miserably desperate.
Once I'd said it, the room went quiet.
She looked at me for a long time. Then she finally buried her face in the pillow and her shoulders started to shake.
"Khrrk… hahaha! Oh, my stomach! I'm dying!"
"Don't laugh."
"I can't hold it, seriously! What's a sow, and what's 'little brother's cock'! You were a full-blown manga addict! Ah, this is hilarious!!! I'm gonna snap a gut!"
"So you really did hear all of it."
"Every word! Stuck in my ears!"
She wiped her tears, barely calmed down, and poked my forehead with one finger.
"So that's why you lived your whole life a virgin."
"What's being a virgin got to do with that."
"A guy who's actually done it would never say stuff like that. That only happens in comics. Do it for real and a woman gets spooked. I put up with it because it's me. Pfft! Still funny when I think about it again!"
"……"
A correct argument, and I had not one ground to refute it.
After that day I quit Hitomi.
That's a lie. I quit for two days.
A long while later, I asked, quiet.
"Do women hate talk like that?"
She stopped laughing. The face that had been gearing up to tease loosened a little.
"It's not that I hate it."
"Huh?"
"The words aren't the problem. The timing is. Do it whenever and it's funny, but if you do it right, it's different."
"…What does doing it right mean."
Her expression went playfully pouty.
"I'll tell you later."
"When's later?"
"How am I supposed to schedule that!? We'll see."
She grinned, and then she froze, as if reality had just hit her.
"What about the sheets."
"I'll wash them."
"You will? Have you ever washed bedding?"
"Mom always did it…"
"I'll wash them. Just get out."
She sighed, then quietly rubbed her ass against my thigh.
"Come to my room again tonight."
"Huh?"
"I'm doubling up on protein powder today, so you empty my gut again. Got it?"
I couldn't tell if the face was a joke or serious.
"Ha, it's gonna smell awful… fine, I get it."
"Why's the answer so small. Say it loud."
"Yes, ma'am!"
That was the first time I understood it. This person and I had become accomplices, each holding the other's most embarrassing thing.
Once it was past eight in the morning I got kicked out of Room 301. She had to shower and get ready for work, she said, and she smacked me across the back.
She's really prickly. Then again, that's part of what makes her her.
I took one step out the entryway, and a hand caught my collar from behind.
"Minchul~"
The voice was gentle. I turned, and she had the door half shut, only her face peeking out.
"You better come tonight~ If you don't, I'll get sulky and bang on the wall♥"
She puffed her cheeks out round. Hard to believe this was the same person who'd been smacking my back a second ago.
"I'll go."
"For real? It's a promise. Hook pinkies~"
A pinky slipped out through the crack of the door.
A trainer's finger, callus and all, and somehow it was the softest thing in the world.
"Thanks for today. Really. If it hadn't been you, I'd still be crying on the bathroom floor."
Her earlobe went scarlet in an instant.
"Forget I said that. Look at me losing it. Go, hurry!"
Before the door shut, only a hand slipped through the gap and smacked my back again.
She really is impossible.
After the whole uproar, I opened the door to Room 302 and the room was too quiet. Yesterday's half-eaten cup noodles sat bloated on the desk, and the monitor had gone back to the standby screen. It was my room, and it felt like somebody else's.
Listening to Seoyeon's shower through the wall, I lay on the bed spread-eagle.
I actually lost my virginity… and with the fierce girl next door? Legendary.
Somehow I was looking forward to evening. Since I'd become unemployed, it was the first time a day felt worth waiting for.
That was when it happened.
A faint smell seeped through the crack of the door.
The smell of someone passing the hallway. Not Seoyeon's, and not mine. Under the soap, something warm laid down beneath it—a smell I was catching for the first time.
What…?
I shot up and put my eye to the peephole, but the hall was empty. Only faint footsteps were fading off toward the stairs.