Reason for Quitting as a Trainee (5)
I kept groping Min Deulle's breasts while continuing the kiss. The sensation rubbing against my palm felt incredible. Beyond the fuzzy texture of her sweater came that softness, now so familiar it was almost comforting.
"One more time... say it one more time."
Min Deulle carefully pulled her lips away and whispered seductively. I fed her the lie she craved, just as she wanted.
"I like you. Not Ari—you."
"……"
Min Deulle blushed bashfully and leaned in for another kiss. My chest stung at the sight.
I guess I have to say something like that...
I hadn't planned on going this far. Originally, I was just going to role-play as that manager and devour her. But facing her desperate expression, words had slipped out unbidden. And watching her face light up in response had pushed things beyond repair.
It must have been a nightmare she never wanted to relive. I'm dragging her into it forcibly, using her to satisfy my lust and farm coins.
I'd manipulated the dream so it wouldn't feel like a nightmare, but that didn't change the fact that I'd tampered with a trauma-inducing memory. If I clung to my fragile pride or principles here and refused to say "I like you," or told her the woman still in my heart was Min Ari... while still thrusting my cock into her body and cumming in pleasure... that would make me irredeemable trash.
"Stealing it from unnie for the first time has me so thrilled. I've only ever been the one stolen from."
"Well... calling it unrequited love for Ari's feels a bit..."
"It's the unrequited love aimed at unnie that I stole."
Or is it the other way around? The thought circled in my mind, but I didn't voice it.
I'm not that oblivious. Min Ari is. Or maybe she pretends not to know... In any case, I'm not so dense that I can't recognize when a girl likes me.
"Try not to make it sound like unrequited love again."
"Don't worry. I'll make you feel several times better than when you liked unnie."
Min Deulle gently pushed me back. Then she started peeling off her gray sweater. It was January now—reality had passed full spring and edged toward summer—but this dream was set in winter.
"Unnie never showed you anything like this, right?"
Her voice trembled slightly as she unhooked her bra. As the black lingerie fell away, the luscious fruits hidden inside revealed themselves.
"Poor oppa. Unnie's boyfriend must see them every day, but she won't even show them properly to the guy who's stared only at her for over ten years..."
"You always know how to poke at my nerves."
"A-are... you mad?"
It wasn't fear—more like eager anticipation. She probably wanted me to punish her. In the most depraved way.
"But it's true. Just like you and I are doing this... unnie must be doing the same with her boyfriend."
Probably not. Min Deulle had said as much herself. She'd overheard Min Ari confiding in her eldest sister: her boyfriend pursued platonic love for religious reasons and insisted on premarital chastity. So this was provocation. To get the kind of sex that suited her tastes.
"You said you'd return the love with pleasure, right? Then can you do it with your mouth? Let's see how much you've improved."
"Yeah. Everything unnie won't do... I'll do it all for you."
Dragging Min Ari into it again was annoying. But somehow, that attitude felt endearing now.
……
"Whoa..."
The exclamation slipped out unbidden. The moment he took off his pants, his cock sprang up, absurdly huge.
I-is it... really this big in real life?
Asking now wouldn't matter. The Uju-mong before me wasn't real—just a fantasy conjured by my dream.
Ah... it's so hot.
I knelt on the seat and leaned my upper body toward the driver's side. Reaching out, I gripped the shaft, feeling its heat and hardness directly.
What if I'm disappointed when I see the real thing? What if it's not this big in reality...?
I licked my lips at the thought, then shivered. Partly because oppa had grabbed my dangling breasts from below, but mostly from startling myself at how naturally I'd assumed I'd see the real thing someday.
"How long are you just gonna stare?"
"D-don't rush me."
I buried my face in first and inhaled. Smells usually didn't register in dreams. But drawing breath filled my nose with his distinctly masculine scent.
*Slurp—*
I teased the glans like kissing it. Oppa twitched and shuddered in pleasure—it was adorable.
This position is so awkward... but kinda fun.
Sucking a guy's cock in the car. With the guy who likes unnie, no less. Before, things had been too frantic to gauge his reactions properly, but by the third time, I could tell how he responded to my stimulation.
"He must've wanted unnie's mouth. Sorry it's the little sister instead?"
As I murmured while rubbing the glans with my thumb, clear precum began leaking—sadness? Joy? Hard to tell.
"Dropping formal speech now, huh?"
"I-it wasn't for you, oppa."
Oppa bounced my breasts upward and gripped midway through. If he knew I dreamed of this almost every night, how would he react?
*Whirr—*
Then a small mechanical sound rang out. I knew exactly what it was. I'd forgotten for a while, but it hit me instantly. The car window rolling down.
"Why the window...!"
"It's fine. Keep your head down and continue."
His hand, which had lowered the window, now pressed firmly on my head. Winter air brushed my skin, raising goosebumps. The heater was on, so it wasn't cold. The window wasn't fully open either—the breeze was mild.
"Wh-what if someone sees?"
"Then I'll brag. That there's a girl who likes me this much."
"……"
This was a parking lot. A fancy apartment complex's lot, full of luxury cars. Not a high-traffic spot, and even if someone saw, it was just a dream.
And him pressing my head down so forcefully... it makes my heart race...
*Schlurp—* *Slurp—*
"Haa... Roll your tongue more on the underside of the glans... Yeah, that's good."
I kept blowing him, watching his reactions. The hand pressing my head had softened into gentle strokes.
Maybe this time it'll work?
Gathering courage, I stuck out my tongue and opened my throat. Slowly lowering my head. Maybe this time there'll be no resistance. Maybe I can take it all smoothly.
*Glurk—!*
Impossible. I'd gone deeper than last time, but that was the limit.
"Ugh... no good."
Sorry, I stroked the shaft while catching my breath. This approach wasn't working. Deep down, do I just firmly believe I can't swallow this cock? It's plausible, given the size.
"It's okay. Don't push yourself."
He stroked my head and breasts tenderly. That sparked my competitive streak. It pissed me off, somehow.
"I wonder if Ari could do it..."
The whisper was so faint it should've been inaudible. But he heard, and fury surged.
"O-oppa, press down."
"Huh?"
"I'll swallow it all. Force it down."
It was a dream anyway. Jaw dislocating or choking? I'd wake up fine. So pushing limits should be okay, right?
"...You serious?"
Instead of answering, I opened wide and took the glans again. Steadying my breath, I prepared for him to shove it down my throat.
How much time passed? Oppa cautiously placed his hand on my head.
"Tap my thigh if you can't take it. I'll let go."
……
I slid both hands into Min Deulle's hair. Soft blonde strands tangled between my fingers.
In reality, I couldn't do this... but it's a dream.
Excusing myself, I pressed her head down firmly. She was leaning from the passenger seat, swallowing my cock, so it bent slightly left as it slid into her throat.
"Hoo... this feels way better than I thought."
I spread my legs and pulled her head down as far as possible. I'd figured she'd give up quick—last times, she'd barely halfway before gagging and spitting it out. No way she'd deepthroat the whole thing.
But my expectations shattered spectacularly. Her forehead touched my thigh. Her cheeks pressed against my crotch. Her clenched fists trembled atop my leg.
How long did it last? Finally, Min Deulle tapped my thigh. Tap-tap. Tap-tap-tap.
But I couldn't let go of her head. Her eyes, brimming with adoration. Was it that gaze? Her devoted technique? Or the first-ever deepthroat? My first orgasm hit lightning-fast.
Glurglurglurglurglurglurk!!!!! Splurt-splurt-splurt!!!! Splurt-splurt-splt!!!!
"Sorry. Just a bit longer..."
Her tapping grew frantic, but I kept pressing. Left hand clamping her nape, right gently gripping her throat. Unplanned ejaculation, but it didn't stray far from the app's script. She wouldn't wake until I came inside her pussy, so I could focus on this release.
Former idol trainee's throat pussy... this is unreal...
Glurglurk!!! Splurt-splt!!! Once, twice, three times. Only after the ejaculation fully ended did I finally release Min Deulle.