If Something Goes, Something Must Come Back
The wet, squelching sounds echoed through the room—schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick! Over them layered Kang Iseor's desperate moans.
"Ugh, haa… haaa…!"
She lay there with her pants and panties stripped off, tormenting her clitoris without mercy. The bedsheet was already soaked through, yet more transparent fluid kept pouring from her pussy.
"Hngh, haa…! No. My body won't calm down, haa!"
The intense frustration she'd never experienced before drove her to masturbate for the first time in her life, but relief refused to come. Just moments ago she'd been wracked with guilt for suddenly abandoning her viewers, but now her mind was consumed by a single desperate need—to escape this aching heat.
"Sssip, slurp, aah! There's no smell at all…."
While her right hand worked her swollen clit, her left hovered near her nose. Even though she'd scrubbed herself clean in the bathroom, she was frantically searching for the scent of Han Jihoon's cum that had already vanished.
I shouldn't have washed…! Just thinking about that smell is driving me insane!
The hotter she grew, the more frantic her right hand became. As if in rebellion, her body only burned hotter, forcing her to keep sniffing her own hand in search of the missing scent.
"Agh, ngh… huaa, haaaa…!"
I want to smell his cock. I want to smell his cum… I want to drink his cum!
The image of Han Jihoon's monstrous organ from that afternoon kept flashing through her mind. It was too big, too grotesque to belong on a human body—an ugly, living thing that should have disgusted her. She knew that was the normal reaction. Yet she was losing her mind with the urge to bury her nose in it, to press her lips against it.
I'm different from that beast…! I'm not a pervert…!
Even as she denied it in her heart, her right hand kept frantically working between her legs. Her tongue darted into the empty air, licking at a cock that wasn't there.
"Agh! Ngh! I'm coming again, haaah!"
The room fell silent the instant she climaxed. A moment later, the sound of ragged panting filled the space once more.
"Haa… haa… What do I do? No matter how much I do it, it won't settle down…."
The fresh heat blooming in her lower belly pushed her forward. With dead eyes, she moved her hand again.
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"Ah, fuck! So close—I almost had it. Damn it, why the hell did the tree guard slam down with his shield at that exact moment?"
I checked the time with a sigh. Two in the morning. I'd only meant to play for a little while before bed, but I'd gone way over. Still, since I was on military leave from college, the guilt wasn't that bad. Once I returned to school in two months, my free time would vanish. Might as well enjoy it while I could.
"Huuah!"
I finished showering and collapsed into bed. After checking on Noona's status with Sexmuwiki, the app had stayed completely silent—no notifications. No matter how many times she masturbated, the withdrawal symptoms wouldn't fully subside until she smelled me again. I was curious how long she could hold out before coming to find me.
Time to sleep. Gotta hit the gym tomorrow.
Ding-dong. Ding-dong.
I'd just closed my eyes when the doorbell rang. At this hour? I opened the front door with a mix of curiosity and suspicion—and sure enough, there stood Kang Iseor.
"…Han Jihoon. Let me smell it."
Just the fact that she'd come here in the middle of the night told me everything, but one look at her made it obvious she wasn't normal. Her entire body was drenched in sweat, her eyes were lifeless, and her trembling legs could barely hold her up.
Worried someone might see and get the wrong idea, I quickly pulled her inside.
"You made such a big deal about never coming back, yet here you are in less than a day?"
"…."
Without answering, she dropped to her knees in front of me. Her shaking hands fumbled with my pants, yanking them down like a junkie tearing open a drug bag. The moment my cock sprang free, she buried her face in it without hesitation.
"Sssip… haa…."
Showing up at someone's house in the middle of the night to sniff their dick was the kind of thing that could get you dragged to the police station. But this woman couldn't see anything beyond the pleasure right in front of her.
"Haa… it's weird… the smell seems weaker than before…."
"I showered before bed, obviously it's weaker."
"Why would you shower without asking? I was going crazy wanting to smell this…."
Wait, had she actually expected me to save my scent for her? I let out a dumbfounded laugh.
"Noona. You do realize how rude this is, right? If you were going to act like this, why the hell did you scream at me over the phone?"
"…Sorry."
I wasn't actually angry. I just wanted her to feel like she owed me. But after a brief apology, she shoved her face back into my crotch, chasing a stronger scent.
"Sssuuup… haa… the smell… cock smell…."
She gripped my thighs with both hands so I couldn't pull away. This was only the second time she'd clung to me like this, yet it still felt surreal to watch.
Then something even more unexpected happened.
"Ugh, haa… I can't hold back anymore…."
Still on her knees with her face pressed against my cock, she yanked her own pants down. Slipping a hand into her panties, she began masturbating furiously.
"Hngh, hng! So good… ngh."
"Are you seriously masturbating right now?"
"Hiiik, ngh! Hngh, ugh…!"
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick.
"Noona, you really are a pervert."
"No, you idiot… hng. It's because of your smell, haa…!"
Even while rubbing her face all over my cock, she kept blaming me. Her mouth claimed innocence, but the hand buried in her panties showed no sign of stopping.
"Not enough… haaup!"
The weakened scent from my shower wasn't satisfying her. She suddenly took my glans into her mouth. My cock—already rock-hard—was enveloped in wet heat as her lips began to move.
Chuuup, jubup! Chuuup! Chuup, chuuooop!
Her vulgar, shameless movements were openly begging for cum. The usual ferocity had vanished from her glazed eyes and hollowed cheeks. Her free hand kneaded her own breasts—she was completely lost to lust.
Chup! Chuup, jubop, jubop, chuuooop!
"Uup! Uuup! Hup, huup!"
"Kgh, Noona…!"
She had no technique at all—just raw, greedy sucking like she was trying to milk me dry. Strangely, it felt insanely good. I'd read online that girls sometimes held back during blowjobs so they wouldn't look ugly to their boyfriends, but this woman was a cum-crazed bitch through and through.
Jubup, jubop, zubopzubop, chuup, chuuup, jubooop!
"Ugh, it's coming!"
I grabbed her bobbing head and unloaded straight into her mouth. Even as my cum flooded her, she didn't stop fingering herself.
"Uuuup, uup!"
For some reason I still didn't understand, I came way more than when I jerked off alone. Her cheeks puffed out like a hamster's as she held my load without swallowing or spitting. She seemed to want to savor the taste and scent as much as possible.
I'd been right. The moment she focused on the cum in her mouth, her masturbation grew even more frantic.
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
"Uuuup! Up…! Uuup… kuhup!"
She refused to let a single drop escape. Even when she started coughing, she kept her lips sealed tight. The force of holding it in made cum leak from her nose.
"Uuuuup!"
Still on her knees, she kept masturbating until she finally came. Even as her hips bucked wildly, she didn't swallow—she just swirled the cum around in her mouth, savoring the flavor. The sight of her face lost in ecstasy while cum dripped from her nose was so vulgar it made me frown.
Gulp… gulp…!
"Uup, kgh… haa, haaaa…."
Only after her trembling subsided did she finally swallow. The climax seemed to have eased her withdrawal symptoms. The hazy light slowly returned to her eyes.
The living room of my studio apartment at dawn was deathly quiet. Kang Iseor sat on the sofa with her head bowed, and I stood facing her, looking down. Neither of us spoke.
"…."
Having regained some sanity after that intense masturbation session, Noona looked even more ashamed than when I'd caught her sniffing my underwear. I kept a serious expression on my face, but inside I was thoroughly enjoying her flustered reaction.
"Noona."
"Y-yeah?"
"You back to your senses?"
"…Yeah."
"I had no idea you were such a massive pervert."
Struck right in her sore spot, her head snapped up.
"N-no! It's not me who's weird, it's you…!"
"I'm what? I was just standing here. You're the one who came over, sniffed me, and got all worked up by yourself."
"Well, that's true, but… you, you smelled mine back in middle school too."
This was the first time she'd brought up that incident herself. She must have gotten defensive after being called a pervert by the very person she'd labeled a beast. Of course, I wasn't about to let her off the hook.
"I already told you. That was a misunderstanding."
"Don't lie. I saw it clearly—"
"And whatever I did back then, it doesn't even compare to what you just did today."
Knowing she wouldn't believe me anyway, I cut her off. With nothing left to say, she could only bite her lip.
"Now you can't call me a beast or a pervert anymore, can you?"
"…."
She couldn't refute it. She just looked up at me with resentful eyes. Yeah, it must feel unfair. She'd developed a strange fetish without even realizing it. But no matter how unfair it felt, it couldn't possibly compare to the years I'd been treated like trash.
"I-I'm not the pervert. Your smell is the weird one. I'm perfectly normal."
I took a step closer to the woman who still refused to admit it.
"Then prove it. Hold out."
"What?"
"You said you're not a pervert, right? Prove that smelling me doesn't affect you at all."
"That's… F-fine."
After a moment of hesitation, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It seemed ridiculous to me, but she looked dead serious. I pulled my cock out again right in front of her newly opened eyes. Surprisingly, she didn't react even as it drew near.
"Oh?"
"…."
She's holding up better than I expected? I thought—until I realized her trick.
"You're holding your breath, aren't you?"
"Hup…."
"Breathe. It doesn't count if you don't smell it."
"…."
"Hurry up."
"Huuu…."
Under my urging, she finally exhaled. The moment she inhaled through her nose—
"Sssip, nghaa…."
Her serious expression melted instantly.
"You failed already?"
"The smell got even stronger… haa."
I couldn't believe she hadn't lasted three seconds.
"Now you can't complain if I call you a pervert, right?"
"Hngh, haa, haa…."
She wasn't even listening anymore—she was just enjoying herself. Standing there awkwardly, I suddenly felt like an idiot.
"Sssip, why does it smell so fucking good…."
Damn, she was loving it. Her hot breath on my crotch was driving me crazy too. This one-sided deal felt like a total loss. Time to teach the woman who treated my cock like an air freshener what a fair trade looked like. I pulled her away from my lower body.
"Noona, wait a second."
"Why…?"
"If something goes, something must come back. Take your clothes off."