The Girlfriend's Friend's Moan
Yeonwoo caught the waistband of her short skirt and tugged it gently down.
The fabric slid over her smooth thighs and dropped to the floor.
Both of them stood facing each other in nothing but their underwear.
Her legs were truly long and straight, the curve from thigh to calf flowing in a single, elegant line. Her waist was so slender it looked as though his two hands could wrap all the way around it.
Seonyeong reached for his waist again and stripped away the last of his underwear.
His fully erect cock sprang free right in front of her eyes.
Seonyeong's eyes went wide.
Hye-na had mentioned Yeonwoo's size now and then. Seonyeong had always assumed her friend was exaggerating.
The moment she saw it for herself…
She realized Hye-na's descriptions had fallen short.
The thickness, the length, the sheer intimidating presence of it—she was completely overwhelmed.
"Oppa… what… what is this? It's scary…"
She said it honestly.
"If you're scared… we don't have to."
"No… I… I like scary things."
Yeonwoo smiled at that and laid her back on the sofa.
"Oppa…"
"You really want this?"
"Yes…"
Hearing her answer, Yeonwoo slowly drew her panties down.
A neat, dark triangle of carefully trimmed pubic hair came into view.
And beneath it, nestled between those soft curls…
Her small, pretty pink pussy appeared—closed tight like a delicate clam shell.
"It's so pretty…"
"I'm so wet… it's embarrassing…"
Seonyeong mumbled, covering her face with her hands.
Her cheeks burned scarlet, and the slick arousal spilling from her pussy was already trailing down the insides of her thighs.
Yeonwoo pressed his lips to her thigh…
And slowly worked his way upward.
His nose and mouth moved through the scent of her, through the heat radiating from her pussy.
The tip of his tongue brushed her outer folds.
Seonyeong clapped a hand over her mouth, trying to stifle the sound—and failed.
"Hnnngh~!"
"Quiet, Seonyeong. Hye-na… might wake up."
Yeonwoo whispered against her ear.
"I know that… hnnn…"
The warning only sharpened the forbidden thrill.
Seonyeong trembled harder, barely holding herself together.
Emotion Level: 60
The pleasure of his tongue and lips was short-circuiting her thoughts.
Her fingers tangled in his hair, and her hips rose instinctively toward his face.
"Oppa… oppa… there… it's too…"
Her murmurs broke apart between gasps.
Yeonwoo kept working her with a thick, relentless intensity, as if he meant to melt her completely.
One hand gripped her ass to hold her in place; the other stroked her breast and twisted her nipple.
Seonyeong couldn't take any more.
She knew she wasn't supposed to make noise—and still she couldn't hold it back.
Her body shuddered hard as she came, lips clamped shut, the climax locked deep in her throat and ready to burst free at any second.
"Oppa… I… I think I came."
Yeonwoo lifted his face from between her legs.
Then he spread her thighs and settled his body between them.
"I'm putting it in now."
Seonyeong nodded weakly.
Her eyes were still hazy with the aftershocks of pleasure.
Yeonwoo set the head of his cock against the soaked entrance of her pussy.
"It might hurt."
"It's okay…"
Seonyeong panted.
"If it's you…"
He began to push into her, slow and steady.
There was a tight, tingling resistance—but just like with the others…
Seonyeong's pussy stretched open and swallowed his massive cock whole.
"Hnnngh…!"
She clutched his shoulders hard.
Pain and pleasure crashed together in the same instant.
"You okay?"
he asked.
"Yeah…"
Seonyeong answered softly.
"I'm… so happy. Oppa… you're inside me…"
Yeonwoo started to move—slow, gentle strokes.
With every thrust her body answered, and her breathing grew shorter and sharper.
"Oppa… easy… no… harder…"
Seonyeong begged.
He answered her demand by picking up the pace.
Her body sank deep into the sofa cushions.
The wet slap of skin, their ragged breathing, and the occasional moan Seonyeong couldn't quite swallow filled the room.
"Oppa… I like you… I really… like you so much…"
She gasped between thrusts.
"I think I understand… why Hye-na fell for you…"
"Don't talk about Hye-na."
"I can't help it… I keep comparing… Hye-na's… so pretty."
"You're prettier."
Yeonwoo whispered, nipping lightly at her ear.
Her body reacted even harder to those words.
Her pussy clenched around his cock in a rapid, greedy rhythm.
"I'm… I'm gonna come… oppa…"
Emotion Level: 68… 69… 70
Yeonwoo confirmed her level had hit seventy and drove into her harder.
Thwack!
"Hnn!"
Thwack!
"Haah!"
Thwack!
"Hahk! Oppa…"
Thwack!
"I… what do I do! What do I do…"
His rhythm only grew faster.
He knew exactly what an orgasm at this emotion level meant.
"Oppa! Oppa! Aaah! Oppa! Aaah!"
She lost all reason.
No—the orgasm flooding through her pussy was too powerful to leave any reason intact.
The relentless squeeze of her walls dragged Yeonwoo right to the edge with her.
"Seonyeong… I can't hold it either."
"It's okay. Just… come inside me."
His hips shuddered.
"Nngh… Seonyeong…"
Thwack!
Thwack!
And he poured everything hot and thick into her.
Feeling his cock pulse and empty inside her, Seonyeong threw her head back and cried out as she came again.
"Aaaah~ Oppa… I'm going crazy… hnnn…"
Her hips lifted off the sofa and shook wildly in the air.
A moment later, everything settled.
Only their rough breathing filled the silence.
On the bed beside them, Hye-na was still asleep.
Yeonwoo slowly pulled out of Seonyeong's body.
She grabbed his ass and held on.
"I don't want you to pull out."
Yeonwoo shook his head.
"We'll get caught…"
He lifted his hips again, and Seonyeong reluctantly let go.
The moment his cock slid free of her pussy, she collapsed limp across the sofa.
Eyes closed, still trembling, she seemed to be savoring the afterglow.
Between her thighs, from inside her pussy, his cum mixed with her juices and spilled out in a slow, glistening trail.
"Oppa… hold me. Don't pull away like that…"
"Yeah… I will."
Yeonwoo leaned back down and gathered her into his arms.
His arms wrapped around her bare skin, and he breathed in the thick, musky scent of sex rising from her body.
"What… am I supposed to do. I want to… steal you from Hye-na."
Yeonwoo had no answer for that.
And then—
The numbers on Hye-na's status window…
Started to move.
Emotion Level: -3… 0… 5… 10… 15…
A sharp, sudden climb…
Yeonwoo looked over at Hye-na.
She was still pretending to sleep—but for a split second her eyes cracked open, then shut again. He caught it.
Damn… this is getting messy…
"Oppa… don't trust Hye-na… too much."
Yeonwoo's body went slightly rigid.
Hye-na knowing about this situation was already a headache…
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Seonyeong lifted her head a little from his chest and looked into his eyes as she continued.
"Those posts on the board… almost all of them are true. The scholarships, the overseas training, the grades… and her relationship with Professor Yeon Jeong-ho. All the special treatment Hye-na got…"
"…"
"Oppa? Are you listening?"
Seonyeong poked a finger lightly against his chest.
"Yeah… I'm listening."
His answer was calm, almost completely free of surprise.
Seonyeong was thrown by the reaction.
Instead of the shock she'd expected, his composure only made her more uneasy.
She pulled back a little so she could see his face properly.
"But… why… why aren't you reacting… Oppa, did you…"
Her eyes suddenly went wide.
"You already knew?"
Yeonwoo looked at her and said nothing.
Seonyeong felt like she couldn't breathe.
"Then… why… why didn't you say anything? Why do you keep… seeing her?"
Hye-na — Emotion Level: 40
Hye-na's listening to this conversation too.
"Seonyeong."
Yeonwoo cut her off.
"Those posts… did you write them?"
"…!"
Seonyeong's face went white in an instant.
Like someone whose secret had just been exposed…
Watching her reaction, Yeonwoo slowly nodded.
"I thought so… it was you."
"That's…"
Hye-na — Emotion Level: 55
There's no way affection or arousal would push the number up right now. Which means… surprise. Anger. Confusion… emotions like that alone are driving it this high…
Yeonwoo was tracking Seonyeong's bombshell and Hye-na's emotions at the same time.
Seonyeong swallowed hard.
In that moment, Yeonwoo decided the truth was the only answer and pressed her.
"Why… why would you do that? Don't tell me… it was because of me?"
Seonyeong drew a deep breath and began.
"That was part of it… but it wasn't everything."
She lifted her head.
"I did it for Hye-na."
Yeonwoo's eyebrows rose slightly.
"Hye-na… said she was going to end things with the professor herself. She told me that too. But… she still hasn't. She won't even tell me the full reason…"
Seonyeong's voice dropped lower.
"There's definitely something. She's probably… under some bigger threat. And… all the benefits she got from that relationship with the professor… those are what's holding her down."
She looked straight at Yeonwoo as she went on.
"So… I thought if all of it got exposed… Hye-na might finally be free. Because there'd be nothing left to hide…"
There was some logic to what she said.
"But… you were too hasty."
Yeonwoo pointed it out calmly.
"The situation might be a lot more complicated than you think, and what you did could have pushed Hye-na into something even worse."
Seonyeong faltered for a moment at that.
"And… I was… so bitter about it too."
Her voice trembled slightly.
"The truth is… Professor Yeon Jeong-ho… approached me as well. At a drinking party… he asked me to sleep with him."
She paused, blinking.
"But I… turned him down. Of course I did. I don't regret that at all, but…"
She gave a bitter little smile.
"I refused something that unfair… and I got nothing. Meanwhile Hye-na…"
Her tone went cold.
"Took every benefit there was, and now she acts like the victim. It just… felt so unfair. I wanted everyone to know. I wanted Hye-na to feel what kind of price that 'privilege' actually comes with."
When she finished, Seonyeong waited quietly for his reaction.
Fear and a desperate need to justify herself flickered together in her eyes.
"…"
He said nothing.
Seonyeong couldn't bear the silence.
Her voice suddenly shrank, close to tears.
"Oppa… did I… really do something wrong?"