Gyumin's Girlfriend Juhyun (2)
"Come up here, oppa."
The instant the words left her lips, I slipped my body between her open arms. Juhyun's warm, soft bare skin wrapped around me completely. Below my waist, my cock pressed against her pussy. Our juices slicked between us, and with that wetness my cock was ready to slide straight into her without the slightest resistance.
I braced my arms and lifted my upper body a little. Juhyun spread her legs wider and gripped my ass hard, while my fully erect cock prowled around her entrance like a predator.
"...I'm putting it in?"
"...Yes."
My cock, swollen to its limit, found her entrance and rubbed slowly around it. Juhyun opened her thighs even wider to make it easy, and once I found the spot, my cock was drawn gradually into her hole.
A wet, sucking sound.
Our combined juices had soaked her so thoroughly that my cock sank in with no resistance at all.
"...Hah—"
A short moan brushed past my ear. Her hands tightened on my back, and her stockinged legs wrapped around my hips, the faint roughness of the fabric sending a pleasant shiver through me.
Wet, sticky sounds filled the air. Every time I rolled my hips and thrust, our juices slapped against skin with a lewd smack, and Juhyun's moans grew louder.
"...Ah, oppa. Too much. Ha— hah—"
Her tightness was incredible. It felt like a fist clenched around me; every thrust required me to pull free as if I were being dragged out of her. The urge to come was already cresting, but I kept lifting and dropping my hips faster, exploring every inch inside her.
"...Juhyun, you okay?"
"Hah... oppa. It feels so good... I'm going crazy."
The last line we had promised each other to keep was already long gone.
"Juhyun... you're so tight. It feels amazing."
"...It's embarrassing. When your cock is inside me like this, I feel like I'm going to completely lose my mind."
"Haha. Our Juhyun knows how to talk dirty, huh?"
"Yes... today's a special day for breaking the rules. Hah—"
After several minutes of hard thrusting, I spoke again.
"Want to get on top of me, Juhyun?"
"Yes... I'd like that."
I pulled out of her, moved us from the hard floor onto the bed, and lay back. Juhyun climbed over me, knees planted on either side of my body. She lifted her hips slightly, took hold of my cock, and guided it into her pussy with a smooth slide. Then she began to rise and sink, slowly at first.
Wet, heavy sounds of flesh meeting flesh.
The position was comfortable, and I could feel her even more clearly. Looking up at Juhyun astride me, her body was breathtaking. A slim, toned waist without a spare ounce of flesh. A delicate neckline flowing into her shoulders — she looked like a princess from some far-off country. Every time she slowly rode me, her firm breasts swayed in gentle waves. Her long hair half-covered her chest, and the pink nipples peeking through made the sight even more intoxicating.
"Oppa. Are you okay? Am I doing well?"
"...Every time you move, it feels like you're going to pull my cock right off... hah—"
"...Haa... haa... Tell me when you're about to come, oppa."
"Hm? Why?"
"...I'll swallow every drop of your cock juice for you."
"What? You know about that too, Juhyun?"
"...Don't look at me like I'm some pure little thing. I know everything I need to know. Hah—"
"Alright... I'll fill that pretty mouth of yours nice and full."
"...Hah—... Yes, oppa."
She rode me harder. Every time she lifted her hips and slammed down onto me, she let out a gasping moan, and the force of it kept growing.
The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room — relentless, rhythmic, filthy.
"Hnnngh. Oppa... haa..."
Whether it was her dirty talk or how good she was with her body, my climax surged to the edge almost at once.
"Juhyun. I'm— I'm coming."
"Oh my. Okay, oppa."
She pulled off me and immediately took my cock into her mouth. With it still between her lips she caressed me gently with her tongue, and I poured every bit of the cum I had been holding back straight into her mouth.
My hips jerked several times as I emptied the last of it into her. She stayed still and took it all. When she felt the spurting stop, she sucked hard and drew her mouth free with a wet pop.
Looking at me, she swallowed the cum that had filled her mouth — gulp after gulp. When she had finished, she opened her mouth to show me it was empty.
"Oppa's cum... tastes good."
"What does it taste like?"
"A little sharp, but I like that."
She had probably tasted other men before me. Of course she had — a girl this beautiful wouldn't have been left alone. Anyone would have made a move.
"Come here, Juhyun."
I opened my arms and pulled her in. Holding her quietly against me, she looked so beautiful I thought I might go mad.
That bastard Gyumin...
We stayed like that for several minutes, simply feeling each other's bare skin.
"I'm tired. Want to lie down?"
"Yes, oppa."
As we settled, I naturally offered my arm as a pillow. She buried her face against my chest and closed her eyes. I brushed her soft hair back from her face and simply looked at her.
A faint guilt stirred at the thought of having just slept with my friend's girlfriend and now staring at her face — but looking at Juhyun's angelic features, that feeling vanished completely, replaced by a hunger rising in my chest to make her mine.
"Juhyun."
"Mm? What is it, oppa?"
She lifted her head and looked at me. Seeing that pretty face, I wanted to kiss her.
I pressed my lips to hers. She closed her eyes and let me. Soft kisses, one after another, and then I kissed her properly. When I slipped my tongue in, she accepted it, and our tongues met without either of us leading — rubbing, tasting, exploring. The moment her soft tongue and saliva entered my mouth, my lower body tightened again, already hardening for another round.
We traded spit, tongues sliding in and out of each other's mouths. Slowly, I took hold of one of her thighs and lifted her leg. With her crotch opened by my hand, she kept kissing me. I eased my hips toward her. When my stiff cock touched her pussy, her body trembled slightly. I pushed into her slowly. She pressed her hips against me to help it go in.
"Mmm..."
When I was fully inside, she let out a moan. We were joined, and the kissing never stopped.
Wet sounds rose again as we began another round of sex. Juhyun's breathing grew rough. We fucked in the same position we had been kissing in. Her raised leg wrapped tight around my hip, and without either of us saying a word we pressed our bodies together and thrust.
The quiet one-room apartment filled with nothing but the sound of our hips meeting.
"Oppa... harder, please."
Her eyes half-lidded, Juhyun looked into mine as she said it. At her request I put more force behind it and drove my cock deep into her.
"It— it feels so good, oppa. Ah—"
Every time I buried myself deep, her ragged breathing grew louder, and the more excited I got, the harder I thrust. She wrapped her arms around my neck and held on tight. Our bodies were pressed completely together. Skin against skin, hard and close, only made us hungrier.
We kept going in that same position. A short while later, the urge to come hit its peak.
"O— oppa, I think I'm going to— ah—"
"Me— me too... ahh—"
I spilled into her without pulling out, pouring everything I had deep inside her pussy. Her hips jerked and bucked wildly. Something like a gush of fluid spilled from her around my cock. The arms locked around my neck tightened; her whole body shuddered, her back and waist twitching.
"Oppa... I came."
"Really?"
"When you came, I came too. I think it's the first time."
She tightened her arms around my neck even more and held me close.
"But, Juhyun. I came inside you."
"It's okay. Today's a safe day."
Still holding me, she quietly closed her eyes. I held her even tighter. We stayed joined, not moving, simply holding each other.
It had been a shy first time.
And in that position, we fell asleep.
Two days had passed since Juhyun left my place. Yesterday we had talked on the phone for a full three hours. We had exchanged plenty of texts too. So were we dating? Not exactly. We had simply fallen into some strange, undefined relationship. We weren't a couple, and she still hadn't broken up with her boyfriend Gyumin. But the sex was with me. That was the complicated, delicate mess we had become.
Well, I'll think about it slowly.
I had a morning lecture today, so I packed my bag early and headed out. A cool early-autumn breeze tickled my nose. As I stepped through the campus entrance, I spotted Jaehun walking ahead in the distance. A flicker of guilt rose because of what had happened with his mother, but I called out to him anyway.
"Jaehun~"
"Huh? Minwoo. You're early. We're gonna be late for class."
"We've still got a little time. Walking slow should be fine."
Jaehun and I chatted about this and that as we made our way into the lecture hall. After finishing the morning class, we stepped back outside.
"Hey, what do you want for lunch?"
Jaehun checked his watch as he asked.
"Why? Oh right — you've got another lecture right after lunch, don't you?"
He scowled, looking annoyed.
"Yeah. I should've built my schedule properly like you did, Minwoo."
"I told you, man. You've got to space your classes out right from the start."
"Anyway, I need to eat and get straight to class. What should we get?"
"Then let's just hit that snack place we always go to up front and grab something quick. Sound good?"
"Cool. Let's go."
We had a simple lunch at the snack shop near campus, and Jaehun hurried off toward his next lecture.
My phone chimed. A text from Juhyun.
I had no afternoon lectures. Wondering what to do with myself, I wandered slowly around campus. I stopped by a nearby clothing store to browse the new arrivals, then bought a few books I needed at the bookstore. Still with time to kill, I ducked into a nearby café, ordered a coffee, and sat staring blankly at the people passing by.
"Man, I'm bored."
For some reason, hardly anyone was walking past the café windows today.
Must be because it's a weekday. Empty out there.
Then, in the distance, a familiar silhouette came into view.
Hm? Is that...?
She was still a blur from this far away, but there was no mistaking her — Jaehun's mom. She was walking this way, absorbed in a phone call with someone. As always, her style was polished. A navy skirt that fell just below the knee. A matching tailored jacket, and beneath it a soft white blouse that fluttered as she moved. Even from a distance, she looked every bit the sophisticated professional woman.
The café bell chimed as Jaehun's mom pushed open the door and stepped inside.