Who's the Bigger Pervert?
There are plenty of moments when a person feels truly happy, but if you asked me to pick just one, I’d say it’s when I’m rolling around in bed with zero thoughts in my head.
The lazy comfort and relaxation that only comes from lying in the perfect position, mindlessly fiddling with my phone.
I loved that feeling so much that whenever I had free time, I’d throw myself onto the bed without hesitation.
Today was no different.
Just like always, I had my head on a soft pillow in the middle of the day, blankly watching funny or interesting videos.
But there was one big difference from usual—someone else was enjoying that same leisurely vibe right beside me.
…
On the huge bed, both of us lay completely naked: me and Iseor nuna.
Her head rested on my stomach like a pillow, forming a perfect T-shape between our bodies.
I lay there lazily, scrolling on my phone.
Nuna, meanwhile, read a webtoon with her right hand while her left hand absentmindedly toyed with my cock.
…
The reason she could stay this calm was because we had just finished fucking hard and were now resting.
Of course, no amount of satisfying sex ever reduced her kokain addiction, so whenever the urge hit, she would roll over and bury her face in my groin.
“Nuna.”
“What.”
“Your head’s heavy.”
“Don’t lie. You’re strong enough to handle it.”
Without a trace of guilt, she kept her eyes glued to her phone.
Then she suddenly flipped over, pressed her nose against my cock, and took a long, deep sniff.
“Sssshhh… haaaa…”
After getting her fill, she rolled back and plopped her head onto my stomach again.
It looked exactly like someone grabbing ice cream from the fridge and immediately returning to bed.
“Nuna. You’ve gotten really comfortable treating me like this lately.”
Since today was Tuesday, it probably started after we spent the night at a motel two days ago on Sunday.
Once she realized that no matter how perverted she was, I would never push her away, the emotional distance between us had shrunk dramatically.
“Really? I hadn’t noticed.”
Her half-hearted reply came while she continued staring at her phone, but the fact that she felt this relaxed around me didn’t bother me at all.
It had only been a week and a few days since I got Sexmuwiki, yet here we were, this close.
I had no intention of stopping at just being sex partners—I planned to close the gap even further—but I didn’t mind this current feeling either.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“No reason.”
When our eyes met as she rested on my stomach, I gently stroked her hair.
“W-what…”
She frowned, but that was all.
Without another word, she turned back to her webtoon.
Savoring the sense of achievement that came from taming a wild beast no one else could touch, I used my free hand to open a streaming site.
“Hmm? This person…”
The streamer I’d seen briefly before—Nayung—was doing Super Mario again.
I wondered if her skills had improved at all.
“Wait here… now! Oh nooo, I pressed the wrong button again!”
The stream’s atmosphere hadn’t changed much from last time.
Her unbelievably destructive gaming skills that were hard to believe no matter how many times you saw them, and viewers who were dying from how cute she sounded when she whined.
“Oww, my shoulder… Did I lift weights this morning? What are you talking about! It’s because my chest is so heavy, okay? You guys try walking around with boobs the size of your head and see how hard it is.”
As expected, these viewers firmly believed that Nayung was a perfect woman—pure enough to fall for old jokes, pretty enough to get offered a spot in a girl group, with huge breasts and an adorable voice.
“Hey. What are you watching?”
Iseor nuna wriggled into my arms and peeked at the screen.
“Oh, it’s Nayung.”
“You know her?”
“She’s in the same MCN as me.”
I never expected the streamer I stumbled across to be from the same agency.
I hadn’t realized the key to satisfying my curiosity was this close.
“Why does she stream without turning her camera on?”
“She never comes to the office, so I’ve never actually met her. Maybe she just doesn’t want to show her face?”
“Really? But they say she’s pretty enough to get girl group offers and her chest is as big as her face. Is that a lie?”
“It could be. Or it could not.”
“Yeah, it’s probably a lie. Boobs the size of her face? It’s not like there are that many women with huge chests like me or Mom.”
“…Hey. Why are you bringing up your mom all of a sudden?”
Iseor nuna suddenly sat up straight.
“Don’t tell me you’ve been staring at my mom’s chest too?”
“Huh? No way, that’s ridiculous.”
…
I could feel killing intent in her suspicious eyes.
The pressure was so intense that one wrong word and she might actually snap my dick in half.
“No, I mean… your mom is really pretty and her chest is pretty noticeable too. It was so eye-catching that I couldn’t help but look once. I swear.”
Of course I had looked way more than once, but there was no benefit to being honest here.
“Sigh… I never thought you’d look at my own mother that way. You really are seriously perverted.”
“What are you talking about? You’re way worse than me. Who else sniffs dick like you and gets that horny?”
I felt a sting from the fact that I had looked at my benefactor with lewd eyes, so I reflexively shot back.
Nuna immediately flared up, refusing to accept what I said.
“What? You’re the bigger pervert. How much porn do you watch every day to even think of something like a cum mask?”
“You were the one who masturbated on stream while wearing it. So you’re clearly the bigger pervert.”
“Y-you jerked off with a girl’s panties back in middle school! I wasn’t like this when I was young!”
I knew that story would come up eventually.
But the middle school incident was her ultimate trump card, only brought out when she was truly cornered.
On the other hand, I still had ammunition left.
“Listen. I have proof that you’re way more perverted than me.”
“…What is it?”
“Normally, if a guy’s dick is too big and long, it should hurt the girl, right? Because it pokes her womb. And do you know what a porchio is?”
“I’ve heard about it from friends.”
“It’s that sensitive spot near the cervix. To actually feel pleasure from the cervix or porchio, it needs to be trained consistently. Some people never feel anything even after training.”
She must have sensed the ominous direction this was going. Her voice grew quieter.
“…So what?”
“But what about you? When I shoved my cock all the way in.”
“I-I was fine.”
“Don’t you remember at the motel? You were losing your mind when I kept hitting the very end. You came so hard earlier too.”
“That’s only because yours is stupidly huge!”
“The fact that you’re that sensitive without any training means your body was literally born for sex. If I’ve been a pervert since middle school, you’ve been a pervert since the day you were born.”
…
She could only twitch her lips, unable to come up with any rebuttal.
“You can’t deny it, can you?”
“…I can hold it.”
“What?”
“It feels good when you poke there, but I can endure it just fine. Whether I was born a pervert or not, as long as I can control myself rationally, it doesn’t matter.”
In other words, because she could restrain herself, she was claiming she was less perverted than me?
She really hated losing to me. She had brought out quite the novel argument.
But it was nonsense from the start.
Up until now, Nuna had never once succeeded in enduring pleasure through sheer willpower.
“You? No way, that’s impossible.”
“I’m telling you I can hold it. If you don’t believe me, test me.”
She was throwing a tantrum because she hated being called more perverted than me.
Honestly, it didn’t really matter who was more abnormal, but I wanted to see the look on her face once her final desperate struggle ended.
“Then how about we make a bet? The loser has to grant the winner one wish.”
“A wish?”
She looked intrigued, as if she had something she wanted to make me do.
Come to think of it, when I wore the cum mask to the department store, I had agreed to grant one of her wishes too.
She had boldly told me to prepare myself, but then she ended up begging me to fuck her in the public restroom, so I never actually heard what her real wish was.
“Yeah. Anything. Just one thing.”
Maybe she saw this as a chance to use the opportunity she had wasted last time.
Nuna nodded with a motivated expression.
“…Fine. What’s the bet?”
“Hmm. How about this?”
“Aaaang, what the heck! Why is Mario so hard?!”
With one single whine, the chat exploded with fan love.
Park Yuna’s lips twitched into a smile as she read the comments, then she started acting cute again in front of the computer.
“Hiiing. Who recommended this game anyway? So mean!”
“But I’ve improved a lot, haven’t I? I’m really trying hard~”
“This shit game! Trash game! Oh? They give you a mushroom here? This is actually a god-tier game~!”
Receiving these affectionate messages made the emptiness in her heart feel like it was being filled.
For this moment, it felt like she had returned to the past when she received the love and attention of the public all to herself.
But her excited shoulders sank as a voice donation came in.
…
mnol1234 has been banned from chat.
‘…Auntie? I’m only twenty-one, what the hell!’
Park Yuna kept her mouth tightly shut and fumed internally.
But the silence lasted only a moment. She quickly smoothed out her crumpled expression and spoke as if nothing had happened.
“I’m fine, everyone. People like that just need attention. It’s pitiful, so I’ll just ignore it and keep playing Mario!”
Since a streamer had to deal with countless anonymous people, attracting weirdos was unavoidable.
All she could do was look at the supportive messages from the rest of the viewers and keep going.
And so Park Yuna continued her stream without letting the sudden incident shake her.
We went back and forth seriously discussing how to structure the bet.
After focusing on who could endure pleasure better, the rules we settled on were surprisingly simple.
First, I would insert myself deeply enough to stimulate Nuna’s porchio.
While maintaining that position, if I lost control and moved my hips, I lost.
If Nuna came before that, she lost.
It was a straightforward and intuitive way to compete in endurance.
“We’ve decided everything, so let’s start. Lie down here.”
Following my instructions, Nuna lay on the bed in the proper position.
Her breasts kept their beautiful shape despite gravity, and her plump labia looked like they would make perfect cushions during sex.
No matter how much she denied it, her body itself was advertising that she was a natural-born bitch.
“What the. You’re already wet. Is it normal to get this soaked without any foreplay?”
“S-shut up and just do it already.”
When I grabbed her thighs and spread them, her closed slit parted slightly and a thick strand of love juice flowed out.
The urge to start thrusting wildly hit me immediately, but I wasn’t stupid enough to lose my cool before the bet even started.
“I’m putting it in.”
“Mmmnn…”
Squuuueeeelch…!
As I pushed forward, her entrance opened and wrapped around my glans.
The hot, writhing, sticky sensation that could only be felt inside a woman.
I kept pushing my cock deeper, chasing that feeling.
“Hng! Ah, haa… It’s so big I can feel every inch going in…”
Seeing her ecstatic expression and twitching hips, I already felt victory coming.
As if warning me not to get distracted, her layered vaginal walls clung tightly to my shaft.
“Haaang!”
Her toned waist twitched lightly.
My glans had finally reached the end and was pressing against her cervix.
At the same time, her labia and my groin were pressed together perfectly.
“Now it ends when you cum first or I start moving my hips.”
“I know… ah. Mmmnn…!”
She was already biting her lower lip to endure the pleasure.
On the other hand, I had plenty of leeway.
Or at least I wished I could say that, but every time her body trembled, her insides squeezed me so tightly that resisting the temptation wasn’t easy.
“Ugh, haa. Why is your cock so huge? It feels like my insides are being flipped inside out…”
“You’re the one who loves my big cock the most. By the way, your pussy is twitching like crazy. Why don’t you just relax and cum?”
“No… You should stop holding back and do whatever you want. You love fucking me roughly, don’t you?”
She was right. I did love fucking her roughly.
That made it even harder to resist the delicious meal laid out perfectly in front of me.
And what was with that expression on Iseor nuna’s face?
She was holding back tears from the strain of enduring, and her tongue was sticking out obscenely without her realizing it.
Her nipples were rock hard even though I hadn’t touched them, and the beads of sweat on her collarbones were just as distracting.
With these relentless, cowardly visual attacks, I felt like if I let my guard down even a little, my hips would start moving on their own.
‘At this rate, I might actually lose?’
I hadn’t decided what to use the wish for yet, but I really wanted to see Nuna’s frustrated face when she lost.
Thinking I needed some kind of method, I kept my lower body still and grabbed her hips, pulling her toward me.
“Hngk! Hey! That’s cheating… hngk!”
“As long as I don’t move my hips, it’s fine, right?”
“Still… ngh, haang. Stop poking that spot… please…”
“Weren’t you the one who said you could endure it? If you don’t want to be called more perverted than me, then hold on!”
“You really are… hngt. Such a jerk… ahh, no. I have to endure, please stop!”
The more she resisted, the more her inner walls trembled, which was actually putting me in danger too.
While I was mentally screaming at her to cum already, Nuna finally squeezed her eyes shut and convulsed.
“Nnghaaa! Ahk! Ngh…!”
Her pussy tightened around me joyfully as she reached climax.
I wanted to reward her with some piston action, but I had to confirm the result first.
“Hoo, I win, right?”
“Haa… haa… Th-this is unfair. That was cheating.”
“Why? I endured until the end without moving.”
“I don’t care! Let’s start over from the beginning!”
Her voice was full of resentment.
Now that I thought about it, this girl had an insane competitive streak since she was young.
Even when we played together in middle school, whether it was games or simple bets, if I won even once by luck, she would keep challenging me until she won.
Maybe claiming she was less perverted than me was also part of that competitive spirit.
Like, at least she was better than me in this one aspect?
“Let’s bet again! Hurry!”
Knowing her personality, if she wasn’t convinced, she would stubbornly cling to it.
To be honest, even I thought it was a bit cowardly, so I decided to accept her protest this once.
“Fine, okay. Let’s do it again.”
“And since you cheated, change it so I lose if I cum five times. Your thing is too big.”
“Five times is too much! Three times at most.”
“…Then I lose if I cum three times.”
“Okay. No more complaining after this. Ready… start!”
Because it was a rematch, a strange tension filled the room.
Determined to win this time, Nuna kept her mouth tightly shut, holding back her moans.
The room was so quiet it felt suffocating. I started to worry that if things stayed like this, I would lose again.
‘Was three times too much?’
It had started as a light bet, but remembering how I always lost to her in middle school made me really want to win this time.
To do that, I needed to use the same strategy as before.
She might complain about cheating again, but since she had her own advantages, it was fair. Just as I was about to pull her hips again—
“Eek?!”
Iseor nuna suddenly grabbed my arm and yanked me.
Because of that, I lost my balance and fell on top of her, our bodies completely overlapping.
“Nuna?”
Was she trying to stop me from doing anything sneaky?
A moment later, when she brought her lips close to my ear, I realized her action wasn’t defensive.
It was an attack.
“Jihoon… I can’t hold it anymore. Hurry up and fuck me hard with your fat cock♡”