Su-yeong's Date Plan
【Don't forget about our date tomorrow, okay, Oppa?】
I sent the text on a whim. It wasn't that I didn't trust my boyfriend—it was just one of those girly urges to double-check.
Less than a minute later, a reply popped up.
The heart emojis were a bit cringy, but they didn't bother me at all. My boyfriend had been so swamped with work that we hadn't had a proper date in almost a month. That distance had only deepened our longing and made our love grow stronger.
Su-yeong wasn't usually the type to spam cheesy emojis, but today was an exception. She flooded him right back.
After a bit of back-and-forth texting, the urge to hear each other's voices became overwhelming. When Su-yeong called her boyfriend, he picked up immediately, like he'd been waiting.
"What should we eat tomorrow? Anything you're craving, my Su-yeong?"
"Hmm... not sure. What about you, Oppa?"
Su-yeong and her boyfriend chatted excitedly about their date, bouncing ideas around. Plans solidified here and there, but they deliberately left some vagueness for spontaneous fun. They'd whisper sweet nothings, then slip into pointless banter; they'd chatter away, then fall into sudden silence, listening to each other's breathing. It was pure cheese overload.
Finally, as it wound down:
"You sound tired. I'll hang up first."
"No way. You're the tired one, Su-yeong. You go to bed."
They played that classic "you hang up first" game right to the end, all lovey-dovey tug-of-war. Only after a silent agreement that this was truly the last one did Su-yeong finally end the call.
"Haa, I can't wait to see him."
Su-yeong hugged her phone close. This connection had sparked not long after starting college. She wasn't the type to romanticize campus couples, but her three-years-older Oppa was perfect for her. Handsome, tall, smart, and even considerate. Sure, he had flaws, but those only added a human touch that prevented perfection from feeling unreal.
People had warned her against dating a returnee student, but that just sounded like sour grapes from jealous losers.
Still, no one was perfectly perfect. The one downside to dating Oppa was how insanely busy he was.
"A guy as flawless as Oppa is bound to be busy, but knowing that doesn't make the loneliness any easier."
Su-yeong sighed, kicking her feet like a duckling on the bed. She'd endure it just for today. Tomorrow, she'd finally see Oppa after so long and go on a real date. Of course, there'd be kissing—and maybe, in a nice hotel, they'd spend the night...
"Ah, wait! This isn't the time to be daydreaming!"
Su-yeong bolted upright, grabbing her phone. Even lost in thoughts of her date, she couldn't neglect her obvious duty.
She texted her neighborhood dongsaeng, the younger guy who lived nearby. They'd hung out occasionally in middle and high school, but things got awkward after she turned down his confession in high school. He wasn't ugly, but he had zero appeal as a guy, so rejection was inevitable. They weren't super close anyway, so no big loss.
But fate reconnected them through love advice. As a total newbie to dating, Su-yeong made plenty of mistakes and had tons of questions. Her dongsaeng was a fellow virgin solo, but he supervised and crafted countless onaholes, so he claimed he could handle any romance consult. And damn, his advice was 100% effective every time. His suggestions were absolute.
She skipped the pleasantries and got straight to business. Dongsaeng responded in kind, as expected.
Dongsaeng's ideas were always so inventive. He'd suggested masturbation before, and it worked like a charm every time. Following his past advice, she always went no-panties at home, so prep was minimal. Just slide her left hand between her legs, rub her pussy and clit, and go to town. It felt awkward at first, but after he came over to guide her personally, she'd gotten pretty good.
One hand busy on her pussy, typing was slow, but she managed a reply.
Masturbation was for satisfying her own lust—fantasizing about your lover was a breach of etiquette. It objectified them sexually, the ultimate no-no. So Su-yeong never thought of her boyfriend during sessions. Instead, she pictured her love advisor dongsaeng's massive, manly cock. It was worlds better than her Oppa's real dick—huge and masculine enough to make her cum from her pussy with ease.
"Haaang♥ Nngh, huuung♥"
Just as dongsaeng said, she rubbed deep inside her pussy, training it thoroughly. Masturbation didn't just calm nerves and relieve lust—it strengthened her pussy muscles for maximum pleasure. Oppa would love a pussy like this, right?
"Aaht♥ Ah, no. Can't think of Oppa while jerking off♥ That'd be rude to him. Another cock... another cock..."
Su-yeong refocused her wandering mind back on the task. Then another text buzzed in.
As her love consultant, honesty was a given. Su-yeong typed out the rough plan she'd hashed out on the phone with Oppa, fingers trembling from the ongoing masturbation. It took time juggling both, but she sent it off fine.
Someone sensible might wonder why dongsaeng was tagging along on her date with Oppa, but it was totally normal. Su-yeong was a dating newbie, and so was her boyfriend. They'd screw up without guidance, so her expert consultant dongsaeng was essential. Oppa had been iffy at first, but after dongsaeng's proper "persuasion," he didn't just accept it—he was grateful.
No-panty hotpants and just nipple bands. Logically, no one sane would dress like that unless they were chasing some extreme thrill. But...
Zero doubt. Dongsaeng's words were always right. Plus, imagining Oppa getting hard seeing her in such slutty clothes made her heart race.
And with that, the consult wrapped up—for now. Real action continued tomorrow.
"Ten more times... Ugh, tough. But gotta do it."
Su-yeong propped her phone on the desk stand for video, sat on the bed, and spread her legs wide facing it.
"You watching, Oppa? From now on, I'm gonna jerk off thinking of our love consultant—that kid's—cock, not you. You gotta stroke your worthless little dick watching this and shoot your useless cum, okay?"
Anyway, time to get to work. It was for Oppa, after all.