A Playful Tease in My Girlfriend's Room
I met Jeong Da-jeong's gaze as she glanced sideways at me and tilted her head, furrowing my brows just slightly.
I could understand that reaction too.
Yeah, it was probably completely obvious.
Looking at it from the outside, she seemed like a woman whose breathing had turned ragged the moment I stepped foot in her house, writhing in agony.
Still, there was no other choice.
I took a few deep breaths, trying to stay as calm as possible, then slipped off my shoes and headed inside.
It really hit home just how different a woman's house felt from the start.
The nice scent that clung to Jeong Da-jeong's body was wafting from every corner.
As I slowly walked toward the living room, the feminine atmosphere grew even stronger.
The place had been cleaned spotless; not a speck of dust anywhere.
My eyes landed on a room with its door wide open, and without thinking I turned my head.
This must be the girl's room?
It was neatly decorated with little trinkets everywhere.
A heart-shaped wall clock, a stand, a laptop on the desk. On the bed, a single long pillow.
Among them, the most striking was the smartphone holder hanging on the headboard.
At first I felt an unsettling sense of déjà vu. I had stared at it closely, wondering why.
No matter how she lay down to look at her phone, that angle was impossible.
It had to be set up for recording videos, with her spreading her legs and filming herself.
It was obvious she couldn't be satisfied with just photos, so she had been shooting those tight little masturbation videos too.
There was something suspicious taped to the headboard.
"This crazy girl..."
Everywhere you looked, it was a dildo.
This pervert wasn't just recording videos—she had been using a dildo to fuck her pussy right before work.
But the story didn't end there.
"Hick?!"
Thump!
From Jeong Da-jeong's pocket, something fell with a soft plop as she slammed the door shut behind her.
The packaging looked nothing ordinary, so I snatched it before she could.
"You... what kind of girl are you?"
A box of condoms.
It had to be the ones she bought at the convenience store just now.
I still remembered seeing her pocket the item I bought earlier, through the window.
"I told you I was coming home today, didn't I? Why did you leave that lying around? And why did you buy condoms?"
Jeong Da-jeong trembled violently, more violently than when I caught her masturbating in the bathroom.
"Why? Even though I usually treat you like garbage, the second I said I was coming home you got all worked up and couldn't hold back? So you hung a dildo on the headboard all night and jerked off while trying to seduce me?"
"N-no... I mean..."
Her eyes glistened with tears at the corners.
The doubt I had once brushed aside was turning into certainty.
She was the kind of girl who took lewd photos to show off to men.
So she must have been desperate to reveal her secret self to me.
I was furious to the point of not being able to think straight.
I was fighting an erection every morning, tormented by frustration, and this bitch had probably been happily fucking herself all night. I felt like I was about to explode.
"You've gone too far."
I strode into the room, grabbed the holder, and tossed it at her.
"Put this away in a hidden spot."
"Y-yes..."
"And bring the first-aid kit from the living room."
"W-why... hick?!"
I reached out and squeezed her breast hard.
"Why? Don't you think you need more touching before you feel like obeying me?"
"I- I'll get it... p-please let go..."
She obeyed without protest, shoulders hunched as she headed to the living room.
Good. This was exactly what I needed.
I had been feeling a little unsettled, but this made everything easier.
That bitch was going to be my personal masturbation aid for a while.
I would roll her around until I could finally get hard.
*
After ordering Jeong Da-jeong to strip naked, I knelt beside the bed.
"Hands behind your head."
"Y-yes..."
She hesitated, then slowly raised her arms while watching me closely.
Her breasts swayed lightly, revealing the hidden parts on both sides.
It was even smoother than I had imagined.
I couldn't hold back and reached out to stroke her from above to below.
"Hyaah!"
This must be one of Jeong Da-jeong's erogenous zones.
"Huu... hiiie...!"
Even though I was gently tickling her, she twisted her hips and tried to move her legs.
I pulled my hand away from her armpit as I watched her desperately rub her crotch.
"Spread."
"...N-yes?"
"Stand up and spread your knees."
Only then did she realize what I meant. She stood with her knees on the floor, pouting as she spread them.
Just as they were properly spread, I grabbed her right breast.
"Hik?!"
"Every time you tried to rub your pussy however you wanted..."
And then I squeezed hard, twisting it.
"Kyaaaah!"
"Think of this as one punishment. Understand?"
"Haa... ha... I-I understand... I-I'm sorry... hii... hic... I'll stay still..."
It seemed like her emotions were rising.
Tears started streaming down both corners of her eyes.
Honestly, with her looks, it was almost unthinkable that she wouldn't be moved by such an ugly cry.
I hesitated for a moment.
"Kyiiik!"
If I stopped here, nothing would be accomplished.
I grabbed both breasts at once, squeezed them tightly, then released them.
"Ha... haa..."
"I wish you would hold back your tears as well."
She kept her mouth tightly closed, cheeks puffed out.
Even in this situation she was beautiful.
I casually looked down.
Her pussy, which had been stuffed with the enormous dildo I had seen last night, was still tightly shut—something I found strangely erotic.
I almost reached out and spread her lips with my fingers.
No. I couldn't.
Today's goal was to wrap Jeong Da-jeong, the virgin, in a fresh layer of purity.
I couldn't afford to ruin everything by doing this.
I opened the first-aid kit she had brought and took out what I wanted.
A band-aid of an appropriately large size.
The moment I saw it, Jeong Da-jeong flinched sharply.
It seemed even similar perverts shared some understanding.
Yeah, Da-jeong.
With this, I'm going to make your slutty pussy brand new and fresh.
Anticipation bubbled up inside me.
Just imagining her naked body wrapped in the band-aid sent a faint reaction from her tailbone.
With a confident motion, I peeled off the backing.
*
I didn't even bother with a proper excuse.
Everything Baek Jeong-hyeon had said was true.
I had tried using a dildo for masturbation because I needed to train my female pussy, which squirted at the slightest stimulation, but when I looked back, I had been extremely excited at the fact that he was coming to my house.
I had even passed out from overstimulation all night, eyes rolled back, and as his footsteps grew closer to my space, I couldn't hold back my lewd desire and had bought condoms to get fucked right away.
But even here, Baek Jeong-hyeon was clearly at fault.
I, Jeong Da-jeong, was a lewd bitch who went into heat over everything Baek Jeong-hyeon did, a female animal that could only live because I used him as my boyfriend every day and masturbated.
When a real Baek Jeong-hyeon appeared in the house of such a bitch, it was only natural that I went completely crazy.
I had even wanted to scold him.
Ever since the cafe, I had been tormented by his masculine scent, and now that he had come to my house, I wanted to demand he devour my virgin pussy while taking responsibility.
But I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud.
In Baek Jeong-hyeon's eyes, I looked like the lewd bitch who loved tight exposure photos no matter where we were and who got lost in masturbation to the point of neglecting cafe work.
Asking him to just stick it deep inside my pussy once I spread my legs was the perfect way to ruin our relationship.
He might have thought of pinning me down and extracting a settlement fee, or maybe seeing me as a bitch who spreads her legs for any man because he was truly addicted to sex.
Either way, it was something that should never have happened to me, who only wanted mutual affection.
So I chose to keep my mouth shut and silently obey his demands.
I had started crying from the beginning because my situation was too pitiful.
It was truly a miracle that I got to work with Baek Jeong-hyeon again and receive his contact.
I had even thought I might be able to get what I wanted.
But because of my stupid mistake again, it had all been ruined.
I didn't understand why I turned into an idiot who couldn't do anything properly in front of Baek Jeong-hyeon. I felt so pathetic about myself.
But it was already too late.
Since he had decided to toy with my body, it was fortunate that the contact had suddenly cut off and we wouldn't have to part ways forever.
But our mutual affection had been completely over from this moment onward.
All that remained was the ending of a slave master.
It was incredibly sad, but I had to accept it as fate.