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Four condoms scattered across the bedroom floor. Three of them were swollen with cum. Seo Haeun, who had been panting wordlessly since midway through, had clearly come more times than there were condoms. I slapped her ass while she had her legs wrapped around my thighs like a frog, savoring the marshmallow-soft give before squeezing hard.
“Hoo…”
That made four condoms filled to the brim. After pulling out of her sticky walls, I wiped the fluids clinging to my cock with my hand. Then I pressed the tip back against her entrance, pushed just the head in, and used both hands to grip her ass and peel the condom off. Seo Haeun’s plump cheeks twitched as she clenched around the condom now dangling between her folds, thick cum dripping from it. I captured the sight on camera, removed the condom, and finally stopped recording.
“Haeun, you okay?”
She obviously wasn’t, but I asked anyway. Her entire body was drenched in sweat. Her hair, still damp from the shower earlier, clung to her cheeks and neck. Her collarbones and shoulders were covered in bite marks and hickeys I’d left. Faint handprints marked her ass and breasts. Her pussy was flushed and leaking. I filmed her wrecked body once more, then ran a finger down her spine. The sweat that gathered on my fingertip wasn’t pleasant, but the way her back arched like a bow from the lightest touch filled me with an indescribable sense of conquest.
“Let’s rest. Sleep if you’re tired.”
I rolled Seo Haeun onto her back on the soaked sheets, pulled the blanket up to her collarbones, then grabbed my phone and left the room. The battery was nearly dead, but I had everything I needed. I found a charger in the living room and plugged the phone in.
“…Six o’clock.”
Still naked, I tapped at the screen until the time caught my eye. Six. Evening already. Three hours had passed since I came in. A shame, but Seo Haeun’s first time ended here. Still, if I used what I’d gotten today properly, this was only the beginning. Even after enjoying her this much in such a short time, I wasn’t anywhere near tired of her. I had no intention of letting her go after just once. The faint knot still left inside her needed to be worked out completely—on her body. Twice, three times. Hundreds of times more.
I flipped the phone over after finishing what I needed to do, wiped my hands, and was about to head back into the room when the front door opened without a doorbell.
“Unni… …What the hell?”
A woman wearing her cap pulled low took off her mask and shoes, spotted me in the entryway, and frowned in confusion. Taller than Seo Haeun. Slim, but with wider hips. Smaller than Seo Haeun, yet her breasts were still full and tempting. A mole under her lower lip and sharp eyes that looked ready to devour a man. The face wasn’t entirely unfamiliar. Even if I hadn’t recognized it, there was no way to mistake who she was.
Seo Haeun’s younger sister. Seo Jia.
I’d already heard on the phone earlier that she was coming around this time.
“Uh… ah. I, I’m sorry.”
“…Who are you?”
Even after seeing a naked man, Seo Jia didn’t look embarrassed. She just scowled like she couldn’t believe what she was seeing and stared at me. Truthfully, I’d hoped she’d walk in while we were still fucking, but Seo Haeun had been so horny it was hard to hold back. This situation wasn’t what I’d planned either, but it wasn’t bad at all. Opportunities to legally show off my cock to a beauty didn’t come often. She’d understand too—why her sister had slept with me. Assuming she had any experience, of course. Logically, she probably didn’t.
“Ah, well. Haeun and I just… ended up…”
“…Are you her boyfriend? You?”
“Not yet, but…”
“Has Unni lost her mind…?”
She was tall for a woman, but still much shorter than me. Hearing her say that right to my face was oddly arousing. The way she looked at me like I was some kind of animal or beast was a bonus. Maybe the post-orgasm endorphins were making me irritable, but whatever the reason—
“Hey. Haeun’s sleeping in her room, so…”
“…Could you cover up down there before you talk?”
“Ah, right.”
Her sharp tone telling me to cover my cock only made my irritation grow. …This woman was supposed to have a good personality, from what I’d heard. Was this how polite people in the entertainment industry treated strangers on first meeting? I picked up my pants from the living room floor, put them on, then followed her into Seo Haeun’s open room.
“Unni, what is this? Did you call me over just to show me this?”
“…”
“…Seriously, what the hell is this.”
Seo Jia held her forehead while Seo Haeun pretended to sleep under the blanket. It was obviously an act, but since she wasn’t going to get up anyway, it didn’t matter. Not many people were shameless enough to open their mouth after their younger sister walked in on their messy sex scene. I was probably the only one. Though I didn’t have a sister myself.
“…Hey. You.”
“Yes?”
“Just asking, but you didn’t get her drunk and force her, right?”
“Hey, that’s going too far. What do you take me for…”
“Ah… right. Sorry. I’m just so dumbfounded. …What the hell was this unni thinking, calling a busy person over just to show them this…”
Seo Jia muttered something she clearly regretted, then quickly took it back. I’d hoped she’d be embarrassed or flustered, but watching her immediately turn to scold her sister instead made it clear I wouldn’t get the girlish reaction Seo Haeun would’ve given. …A little disappointing. I’d wanted to brag a bit, but it probably wouldn’t work on this woman.
“Ah, my head hurts… What are you even doing, seriously. I’m already busy enough.”
“Um, well, I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s not your fault. …I don’t know what your relationship with Unni is, but I’m leaving, so do whatever you want.”
“Got it.”
Seo Jia, still pressing her forehead in irritation, left her sister to the beast and walked out of the house. From the outside, it probably just looked like her sister had gotten drunk and slept with a guy, so it wasn’t hard to understand her reaction. She was supposedly only twenty, but the way she spoke made her seem older than Seo Haeun. Must’ve been in the industry a while. It also explained why Seo Haeun had started swearing the moment she hung up the phone. Having a little sister like that would piss anyone off. Even a junior acting up a little was annoying enough.
“Ah, what the hell. Haeun-ah. You should’ve told me your sister was coming. You scared me.”
“…”
I sat beside Seo Haeun, who was still hiding under the blanket and breathing heavily, and spoke in a deliberately casual, flustered tone. Slowly pulling the blanket off, I met her hidden face. …She was crying. This woman.
“…Ah, mm.”
“Haa… haa…”
Only after the blanket was removed did Seo Haeun start sobbing. I didn’t say anything, just looked at her quietly. The reason was obvious even without asking. The alcohol was probably wearing off by now.
“You sober?”
“…I sobered up in the middle.”
I hadn’t realized she’d already been sober while she was panting like that, but it wasn’t strange. After being soaked in such intense pleasure, it made sense her mind would clear. But the pleasure she’d felt didn’t disappear just because her head cleared. If anything, it became even more intense.
“Hey, Haeun-ah. I’m sorry about… the drinking and all…”
“That’s not what you’re sorry for, you fucking bastard!”
The moment I pressed the button that triggered her rational side, Seo Haeun exploded, hurling the blanket at me and swinging her arms.
It didn’t hurt, though the nail marks she’d left on my back earlier still stung a little.
“What are you gonna do, seriously…! I, I didn’t even have any experience. I never wanted to have sex with you in the first place…!”
She threw whatever she could grab—pillows, blankets—and I took it all, letting her vent her frustration. Tears. Injustice. Anger. Self-reproach. Now that she was sober, all the emotions she should’ve felt were rushing back and shaking her. Yeah, it didn’t make sense otherwise. A woman like her shouldn’t be underneath a guy like me, moaning.
“Haeun-ah.”
“Die. Go die, you trash rapist bastard…”
“I’m not apologizing for forcing you. I’m sorry for… getting rougher as we went.”
“…What?”
“I didn’t fuck you by accident.”
But now it made sense. Whether it made sense or not, it was reality. Seo Haeun remembered it with her body, and Seo Jia had accidentally witnessed it. I’d recorded everything meticulously. So it made sense.
“It wasn’t a mistake. …I don’t sleep with women by accident.”
“What does that…”
“I fucked you because I like you. My girlfriend dumped me too. Nothing to worry about now, right?”
I pushed Seo Haeun, who’d been squatting in a W-shape and sniffling, back down and climbed on top of her, hands braced on either side of her head as I looked down. A position she couldn’t forget even if she’d been drunk. The same position I’d taken her in just moments ago.
“It wasn’t a drunken mistake, and it wasn’t because I was lonely after the breakup. I wanted to hold you the moment I saw you again at the gym. You were way better than my ex. You.”
“Th-that’s…”
“You drank with me because you liked me too. Even when I acted like an ass for no reason, you didn’t say anything. You smiled when I touched your hand. You didn’t push me away when I touched your chest. Later you even asked me to fuck you. Spread your pussy with your own hands.”
“I, I never did that…!”
“You didn’t? You really think that?”
I placed my palm on her chest where the faint handprints had faded and squeezed lightly. This time without the excuse of alcohol, just groping the usual prickly Seo Haeun’s breasts.
“Let go! Where do you think you’re touching…!”
“Your sister saw everything too. Anyone would say we had sex because we liked each other.”
“N-no! No, I was drunk. You forced me…”
“…If you really think that, you can report me.”
“I, I really will report you…”
“Then wait just a second. I’ve got something to show you.”
I let go of Seo Haeun, who was trembling in fear and barking like a small dog, retrieved my phone from the living room charger, and climbed back on top of her.
—I’ll be as considerate as I can. Don’t be nervous, just relax.
I played the audio file I’d extracted from the video while it was charging.