Experience: 1, 0, 0 (11)
"I'll play with your clit while I put it in, so relax."
"Ah… ugh. It hurts…."
"I'll go slowly, so just bear with it a little. …First, lift your t-shirt. Stick your tongue out. I'll let you suck it."
The voice speaking to her was completely different from the one he used with me. It reached my ears through the wall. It wasn't mocking, nor was it his usual overly casual tone. Instead it was slightly urgent, thick with raw desire.
"Mmm… uup… chuu…."
The kiss was several times thicker and more viscous than the crude sounds she had made while devouring my brother's cock earlier. The wet, sticky noise scrambled my brain. This wasn't through a phone screen. It was a deep, hungry kiss between two people who craved each other, something I had never seen or heard before.
"Uup… haa… Ah, fuck… slower, just a little slower…."
"…I've been holding back from fucking you while you were on your period, so it's built up. I'll play with your nipples, so endure it."
"You bastard… haang, mm…. Ah, don't roll them so roughly…! Ah, you're making me moan, you idiot…!"
"Then cover your mouth. It's fine."
The way she instinctively moaned from the pleasure only to swallow it back down painted itself vividly in my mind.
Just imagining Juhyuk oppa's cock—which my tongue had cleaned so thoroughly—now painting her tiny, unprepared hole made the same sharp current shoot straight to my own cute little clit.
"Hoo… Ah. It's tight, so I need to loosen you up more. Can you relax a bit?"
"I'm already relaxed, you bastard…."
"Then hold onto me. Let's loosen you up while you're sitting."
"Ah, wait, it's too deep…, haa…."
With my ear pressed flush to the wall, the rustling of sheets and skin reached me clearly. It wasn't normal missionary. My imagination twisted it into a face-to-face sitting position where they clung to each other.
I could vividly picture little Ha-eun taking every inch of Juhyuk oppa's massive cock, her vulgar breasts bouncing as she arched her back deeply.
"Haa… Stop tickling my back. I'm going to make noise…."
"It's okay. Your room is way too far anyway. No one will hear."
"W-what? Is someone else sleeping there…?"
"No, next door."
"Hey, you crazy fuck…!"
"I put her in the soundproof booth with blankets. You know damn well no sound escapes from there. …So relax and lean on me. I'll lick your ear."
"You crazy fuck…."
Only after learning Korean did I realize the words "crazy fuck" could carry an invisible heart. It wasn't an affectionate nickname or a joke between close friends. It was Ha-eun's voice, heavy with pleasure, sounding almost like a pout.
I could tell that the perverted manga-like story Juhyuk oppa had told me earlier wasn't exaggerated at all.
"Mmm… haa… Don't put your tongue in, it tickles…."
"…It's not that it tickles. You want to feel it. Instead of telling me to stop, you should beg me to thrust deeper."
"What kind of nonsense is that…! Mmm…! Hyaah…. Huuu…."
The obscene sound of him soaking Ha-eun's ear with saliva and then thrusting his confident tongue into it carried even through the wall. From this narrow gap between the booth and the wall all the way to the bed in the next room—at least five meters. I wondered how full of stimulation Ha-eun's eardrums, less than five centimeters from Juhyuk oppa's tongue, must be.
Even if I shoved earphones deep inside, I could never replicate that thrilling sound. Yet just hearing its faint echo through the wall was already pushing me to the edge.
"Your ears are turning so red. It's fucking cute. Really…."
"How can you even tell in the dark, you idiot…!"
"Should I turn on the nightlight?"
"Ah, no, don't turn it on…!"
Click. It wasn't a fluorescent lamp, but the sound of some light switching on brushed my eardrums again.
In my fantasy the entangled pair were now obscenely illuminated by a beautiful orange glow.
I couldn't know exactly how the startled Ha-eun reacted, but—
"Lift your head. Don't hide your face in my shoulder."
"…When I drink, my face gets really red, you idiot…!"
"So what. Are you embarrassed?"
"You're going to say I turned red because I felt it with you!"
"Ah, you caught me. …Then I'll just have to look at you by force."
"Kyaaak…!"
The girlish reaction that followed was not something a woman five years older than me should show with such innocence. It made my already soaked pussy even wetter.
…Ahaha, Juhyuk oppa. So you raped a woman like that so brutally…?
"Hey, put me down! …You're making noise with your footsteps…!"
"I told you it's in the booth so no one can hear. …If you don't like it, stop clinging to me."
"If you let go I'll fall…, haaak…. Ah, wait, I told you not to put it in so deep…!"
Thud. Thud. Whether he had gotten off the bed or not, the sound of oppa's footsteps now traveled through the floor.
I hadn't even heard the huge cock being pulled out, yet only one set of footsteps approached my direction.
"Front or back? …I'm fine with just holding you up and fucking you like this."
"Crazy…."
"Ah, doing it from the side would be good too. You can spread your legs, right?"
"…From behind! I'll spread them, so put me down first…!"
Thud. The vibration of Ha-eun's feet hitting the floor as her heavy breasts bounced also reached my thighs.
At the same time, the sound of sticky membranes briefly separating came through far clearer than before.
"…Then spread them. Turn around."
"…."
Ha-eun's hand touched the wall much higher than where my ear was pressed.
"I said spread them. What are you doing? …Who told you to put your hands on the wall?"
"…No, I need to lean…."
"I'll grab your breasts, so spread them, Ha-eun. …You spread so lewdly so well."
"…."
Then it fell away. Quietly. No sound. No vibration. But the image of that hand dropping and her vulgarly spreading her dripping pussy with her own fingers drew itself vividly in my mind.
"Good girl, good girl. Ah, did you shave? It looks much cleaner than before."
"…Just fuck me already, stop talking…!"
"Don't be so impatient. …If you want to get fucked, do what you're good at. You know how to seduce me."
"…."
Slap. Slap. Juhyuk oppa's hand, twice the size of mine, left prints on Ha-eun's luscious ass.
I couldn't see it, but Ha-eun's pussy—surely as neat and pretty as my own—was vulgarly exposing her inner folds, flinching and dripping every time she was struck.
…Ah, I'm going crazy. I feel like I'm going to make a sound too….
"Mm… …How old is our Ha-eun?"
"…."
"I asked how old you are."
"…Sev… seventeen…."
"…That's right."
"Ugh…."
Ha-eun unnie's trembling voice seized my precarious breathing in an iron grip.
Crazy… I'd never heard that kind of play before, but…!
"…Hey, what was that sound…?"
"It's not 'hey.' …Answer properly, Ha-eun."
"Ah, yes…, no. Mm…. That, ah, ahjussi…."
"Properly. Ha-eun."
"Mmm, mm…! Haa. Then, um, se-senior? Oppa? Or teacher…?"
"…Let's go with oppa today."
"Ah, yes, Ju-Juhyuk oppa…."
Juhyuk oppa casually pressed the startled Ha-eun unnie, who had jumped at the inaudible moan.
At the word "oppa" that hadn't seemed to affect him much when I said it earlier…
"…What is Ha-eun doing right now?"
"Haa, um, spreading… my pussy…."
"Did you suddenly decide to be polite? …What is a young girl like you doing, exposing herself so shamelessly?"
"…To get fucked… by oppa…."
"…Can you tell me in more detail?"
"…."
Juhyuk oppa swallowed his urgency and pressed Ha-eun unnie with a breath that seemed like his veins would burst.
"…Even though it's not Ha-eun's first time… I hope oppa will fuck this pussy that only oppa has fucked again… I prepared it for you…."
"…Speak in your usual tone. You don't use honorifics, do you?"
"…Fuck me… Ha-eun's pussy…! Haak……."
Then, into Ha-eun unnie's wide-spread, wiggling pussy, he drove his cock without hesitation, hard enough to thud against the wall.
"Ack, hey, wait, the sound, it's too loud…."
"Hey?"
"No, o-oppa…. A little quieter…! Mmm…! Oohk…!"
"You're not being quiet?"
"Ugh, ugh, huuu…, hek, d-don't thrust your cock so hard…!"
Thud. Thud. Thud thud.Squelch squelch. Whether it was those vulgar breasts hitting the wall or oppa's rock-hard pelvis slapping her ass, I couldn't tell. The kind of sex someone like me—who only knew fellatio—could never understand unfolded raw beyond a single wall.
"Mmm, oohk…, huuu…, wait, it's too deep…, oppa…!"
"It naturally goes deeper from behind. …You were the one spreading your pussy and begging me to fuck you from behind."
"Hek, e-even so…, uung…! Huuu…♡"
Violent, intense sex with no brake in sight. Not artificial high-pitched moans, but low, thick panting that burst instinctively from the lungs.
The vulgar, instinctive sex I had rarely seen even through a screen drove me insane with arousal. I clamped my mouth shut and rubbed my clit furiously.
I felt so pathetic and miserable for being satisfied with just this.
"Haak, haa…, finish quickly, oohk…! Hek…, ah, why aren't you cumming…!"
"We ate dinner first, so this time it'll take longer. …If you want me to finish fast, do what you did earlier again."
"You bad… oppa bastard…, mmm…! …Haa…, aaak…."
The physical stimulation was nowhere near enough, but those sounds and vibrations scrambling my head burned my brain bright red.
The cock that was bigger and more vicious than anything I had imagined, the same cock that had been in my mouth just earlier, was now defiling the womb of an unnie who was a far superior female than someone like me.
…It was beyond imagination. Once you knew something like this, you could never go back.
"Haa, haak…, quickly, quickly, punish Ha-eun's pussy…! O…ppa……♡"
"…."
"Mmm…♡ Huuu…, quickly! My head's going weird……♡"
"…Hoo…."
"Come on…! Cum already…, you son of a bitch…! You even made me take the pill……!♡ Ugh… huu………♥"
The pitiful, dreamy masturbation that felt like it would stop my breath and the intense, vulgar sex that felt like it would burst my heart reached their peaks at almost the same moment.
Ha-eun unnie's breathing, releasing the highest satisfaction a woman could feel without restraint and sighing happily, reached my cheek even though it came from beyond the wall.
"…Ha, haa, haa…."
"…Ah, I'm thirsty. Want me to get you some water?"
"…Yeah. Get me some…."
"Okay. Ah, wait, it's dark outside so I'll take my phone."
"Do whatever…."
"Ah, should I put these panties in the laundry basket?"
"…Do whatever you want…."
…Ah, ahaha…. I asked for a gift and this is what I get. Isn't this too much….
"…."
I bowed my head to the oppa who didn't even treat me like a woman and slipped the panties he had tossed me around my ankles. Without even watching me put them on, he turned sharply and returned to the room. Endless defeat washed over me.
"Here, Ha-eun. Water."
"Yeah…."
The affectionate voice that came the moment the next room's door opened amplified that chilling sense of defeat.
…Heh, hehehe….
"…Trash……."
Wearing Ha-eun unnie's slightly loose but secure panties, I typed a reply to the message that had arrived earlier, one character at a time.
There was no sound of the message arriving or being checked, but two things were certain.
"Want to wash up and sleep, Ha-eun?"
"…The bathroom is too close to my room…."
"Well, if the tenant wants to wash, what can the landlord say? There's no bathtub in the hallway bathroom anyway."
"…."
"Take off your clothes and come out. Let's wash together."
"…Okay."
The moment a reply came to that text, I too would be treated exactly like Ha-eun unnie.
…And the fact that I was so incredibly looking forward to it.