I Can Do It Better Than Her!

The scrap of paper tucked inside the panties I had returned to Han Jihoon left Park Yuna looking dazed, as if someone had cracked her across the back of the head. Even though it was only writing and not a voice, the words carried such raw possessiveness that she could feel the other woman’s hostility crawling across her skin.

She didn’t need to guess who it was from. It had to be the woman who had listened to her having sex with Jihoon over the phone. How that woman had found the underwear and slipped a note inside was a mystery, but one thing was crystal clear: she saw Yuna as an annoyance.

Oppa belongs to her? They’re not even dating yet, so she’s just assuming.

Both of them were nothing more than Jihoon’s sex partners right now. The fact that the other woman was acting like his girlfriend simply because she had known him longer pissed Yuna off to no end.

I’m not going to lose either!

With her fists clenched tight, Yuna renewed the vow she had made to herself countless times. She tossed the note in the trash, refolded the panties in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her own style, tucked them neatly into the closet, and left the room with a look of grim determination.

“Oppa. Did you wait long?”

Yuna stepped out of the small room where she had gone to put the underwear away. Or maybe it was just my imagination, but the endlessly bright face she’d worn when I first arrived now seemed a little stiff.

“Jihoon oppa.”

“Yeah?”

“That person came over, didn’t she?”

There was only one person Yuna would refer to as “that person.” Iseor noona—the one who had become my sex partner before Yuna. Still, how had she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠figured it out? Ah. She must have noticed from the way the panties were folded. Yeah, they were way too neatly arranged for a guy to have done it.

“Yeah. Th-that’s right.”

“What did you two do? Did you do dirty stuff?”

Her eyes had turned downright murderous. I had never seen her like this before, so the truth slipped out before I could stop it.

“We… we did.”

“How? Tell me every detail.”

Why was she suddenly acting like this?

“She used her mouth… and she got on top of me…”

“With her mouth?”

Yuna echoed my words and fell into thought. When she spoke again, her tone was dead serious.

“Is that person… good at it?”

“Huh?”

To be honest, the only women I’d ever been with were Iseor noona and Yuna, so I didn’t have much basis for comparison. But from my own experience, I’d say she was pretty skilled. When noona really focused on sucking me off, I was helpless to stop myself from coming.

“Mm… yeah. I’d say she’s pretty good.”

“Ah…”

Yuna lost her words for a moment, sinking back into thought. But it didn’t last long. She grabbed my arm and started dragging me toward the bedroom.

“I’ll do it for you too!”

“Suddenly? What about the drama?”

When we had made plans to hang out today, she had specifically asked if we could watch a drama she wanted to see together. Right now, though, that promise seemed to have vanished from her mind.

“I can make you feel better than she does, oppa!”

Only then did it click. She was feeling competitive toward Iseor noona, and that was why the whole mood had shifted.

“Sit here!”

Without giving me a chance to respond, Yuna pushed me down onto the bed. She dropped to her knees in front of me and pulled my soft cock out of my pants.

“I can do it better than that person!”

I had no idea where this sudden drive to beat Iseor noona had come from, but her expression was so resolute that I decided to just roll with it.

“Come on, little guy. Get nice and big for me~”

Her hands stroked my shaft and balls with the gentle touch one might use to soothe a child. Thanks to that, my cock rose smoothly to attention.

That was when I remembered the critical problem I had forgotten.

“Yuna, are you sure you can handle this?”

Because of what I had ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠written about her in Sexmuwiki, the moment things turned real her technique completely fell apart. She had tried to satisfy me before and failed miserably multiple times. She had to remember that too.

“It’s fine! We’ve done it so many times lately that I know your cock way better now!”

She answered confidently, but the evidence seemed pretty thin to me. I distinctly remembered her charging ahead with sheer willpower before and crashing spectacularly.

“I’m doing it! Hahup!”

With a spirited cry, she took the head into her mouth. The warm, soft feel of her lips was undeniably pleasant. Soon she began bobbing her head up and down, eyes shining with determination.

“Huuup…! Uum… Weup!”

“…”

It wasn’t the worst feeling in the world, but it was far from good. The sensation was just… awkward.

“Weup, uup! Heup… Chuuup.”

From the sounds alone you might think she was giving a skilled blowjob, but sadly that wasn’t the case. She shook her head with effort, but there was no real power behind it. Her movements were jerky like a rusty robot, and the pleasure kept cutting in and out.

“O-oppa… is it bad…?”

“Huh? N-no, it feels good!”

“It is bad, huh…”

Crap. My lack of enthusiasm must have shown on my face. Still, Yuna didn’t look ready to give up.

“I’ll do it properly this time!”

This time she sucked on the glans while stroking the shaft with her fingers. The way her brows furrowed and her eyes focused so intently showed just how hard she was trying. But her movements were still stiff, her hands and mouth completely out of sync, so the urge to cum refused to build.

“Hey, Yuna.”

“This isn’t good either, is it…?”

“No, no, that’s not it. I was just thinking maybe I should take over so you don’t get tired.”

“It really isn’t good! Uuu…”

She read my true feelings again and pouted, lips trembling like she was about to cry. It was probably serious for her, but from where I was sitting it was just adorable.

“This won’t work… Oppa! Lie down!”

“Euk?!”

She shoved me onto my back. A moment later Yuna had stripped everything below her waist and climbed on top of me.

“This place will feel much better than my mouth.”

“It doesn’t look wet enough yet. Are you sure it’s okay?”

“It’ll get wet once it’s inside… Hngh!”

Her large ass descended, swallowing my cock between her folds. The lack of lubrication made her face twist in discomfort, but she started moving her hips anyway.

Squelch… squelch… squelch…

Her pussy, which already knew the shape of my cock, quickly grew soaking wet. The smoother it became, the more aggressively her hips rolled. Even so, it couldn’t defy what I had written in Sexmuwiki, so it still wasn’t enough to push me toward climax.

“Hng, heut… Ung, why… why isn’t it working the way I want…!”

Yuna whined, having figured out the situation without needing to ask. No matter how hard she shook her hips while lying on top of me, all that came out were hollow, wet sounds. The longer she continued at that half-hearted depth and speed, the darker her expression grew.

“I want to… heut, I want to make oppa feel good with my own body like that person does…”

Slurp… slurp…

“Why, heut. Why am I so bad at this, seriously…!”

If I left her like this she was really going to cry. I’d have to edit her entry in Sexmuwiki later—maybe add a setting that although her technique starts off terrible, it improves gradually with practice. But first I needed to comfort the girl currently whimpering on top of me.

“It’s okay, Yuna. I’m grateful just for the thought.”

“Oppa… but…”

“You don’t have to force yourself. Just staying still feels good when it’s you, Yuna.”

“Really?”

“Of course. Watch.”

“Ahng…!”

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

I grabbed her ass and started thrusting upward. Since my feet could reach the floor from this position, I could put real power behind each stroke.

“Haang, ang. Ahng, oppa…!”

“See? You’re squeezing me so tightly. It’s perfect even if you just stay still!”

There wasn’t a trace of a lie in my words. Every time my glans nudged her cervix, her inner walls clamped down on me with perfect instinct.

“Still… heut, I want to do it for you myself…!”

Every time I slapped her slightly lifted pussy against my hips, her insides contracted hard. She didn’t seem to realize it, but her body was doing its job as a woman perfectly.

“Ungk, heut, haa…! When you thrust that deep, heek! I can’t think at all…!”

Good. It was better if she stopped thinking entirely. I wanted her to throw away all the negative thoughts and just drown in pleasure. So I gripped her ass tighter and stirred her insides even more vigorously.

“Heek! No, I’m gonna cum…! Ung! At least I want to cum together with you…!”

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

“Ungheut! Oppa, just a little… heut! Just a little slower…! I don’t want to go by myself…!”

The way her walls writhed like living things told me she was right on the edge. I kept pounding with the intention of making her cum, but for some reason her orgasm refused to arrive.

“Hng, ung! Heut! I’ll hold it…! I’m going to cum with oppa at the same time, hng…!”

Yuna bit her lip hard, desperately fighting the pleasure. The moment she let her guard down even a little she would cum, yet she clung to my neck and endured with everything she had. Meanwhile, her pussy—unlike its owner—had gone wild, squeezing my cock like it was trying to milk me dry.

“Kk, Yuna…!”

Thanks to her, the urge to cum rose faster than I expected. The friction between our swollen genitals finally pushed me past the limit. I yanked her ass down against me and came hard. Only then did Yuna convulse violently and climax with me.

“Heut, haa… haaak…”

Her breathing as she lay on my chest was much rougher than usual. While we stayed pressed together catching our breath, Yuna eventually lifted her head.

“Huaa. Still, I came together with oppa. Hehe.”

“I honestly didn’t think you’d be able to hold it.”

“Next time I’ll make oppa cum with my own efforts too! I don’t know when, but…”

“I’m looking forward to it. But don’t take it too seriously. You don’t have to do anything special for me.”

“But I always only receive… I want to give back too.”

“Yeah, I understand.”

I gently stroked the head of the girl who was saying such sweet, earnest things. I definitely couldn’t forget to edit her Sexmuwiki entry later.

“Oppa, your cock is still hard… Want to keep going? We have to watch the drama, so we can do it as much as we want until I pass out.”

Her eyes looking up at me were still glazed with arousal. I wasn’t satisfied yet either, so I didn’t refuse. We melted together once more.

It was midnight on the night that Saturday became Sunday, two days later.

Park Yuna was checking her outfit in front of the mirror when her phone rang.

Perfect. I have to make sure I’m not late!

Just the thought of meeting Kang Iseor had Park Yuna as excited as she got when waiting for Han Jihoon. They had been talking on the phone often, playing games together on Discord, and chatting frequently, so their relationship had grown far closer than the relatively short time they had known each other would suggest.

When I get there I’m going to talk her ear off!

She couldn’t wait to laugh and chatter with her first real same-sex friend. She also wanted to confess everything that had happened with Jihoon—and what the woman he liked, who also happened to be her rival, had done.

That’s why I didn’t say anything over the phone and waited until we could meet in person. Yep, yep.

She never imagined how comforting it would be to have a friend who shared the exact same worries. Eager to see her as soon as possible, Park Yuna hurried toward their meeting place.