Chapter 5
"You want me to thrust even harder?"
I asked in surprise at Ahn Yoo-jung's words, and she nodded vigorously.
"Of course! What, you wanna stop now?"
"No... no way!"
"Then hurry up and fuck me harder!"
She had a point. So I slowly pushed my cock back in. Then, more calmly than before, I adjusted my pace and thrust. Considering the banging from next door earlier, I was trying to keep the noise from carrying over as much as possible.
And honestly, this kind of sex wasn't bad either. Slap, slap, slap.
Her ass cheeks are sticking right to mine.
Ahn Yoo-jung's delicious ass and pussy clung to me so slickly, even with this slow rhythm.
But then.
"Haaaah! I love getting my pussy pounded!!"
She yelled it out loud enough to echo through the one-room. I froze mid-thrust in shock and looked at her. She just grinned at me.
"Fuck me so hard that the neighbors won't even notice. Or even if they do, they won't care."
"You really are..."
I worried about the moans for a second. But I couldn't resist the seductive glint in Ahn Yoo-jung's eyes tempting me. I started moving my hips again. This time, grabbing her shoulders and pounding doggy-style even faster.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Hauk! Eugh! Deeper! Deeper!!"
"You crazy bitch!"
"Yeah! I'm crazy! Crazy for sex!"
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Deeper! Harder!"
"This fucking slut is totally insane!"
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash!
The sound of flesh slapping grew louder. The wet squelching intensified. I could even see Ahn Yoo-jung's tits jiggling from behind. I reached forward with my right hand and squeezed one hard.
"Aah! Haa! Yes! I love it when you squeeze my tits!!"
She shouted it like she wanted the whole neighborhood to hear. Like she was proud to announce she was getting fucked, her face flushed red with excitement.
"Huaa! Haa! Haaaaah!!"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Naturally, the wall responded even more violently.
I couldn't help asking her, "Isn't your moaning a bit too loud?"
She just laughed. "A single woman living alone needs this kind of stress relief!"
Then she shook her ass side to side. She circled it around before straight-up backing into me, slamming her hips against mine.
"Come on, fuck me harder...!"
"You slut, I'm gonna wreck that pussy until you come to your senses!"
I lost it too and drove my hips forward again.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Fuck, this is so good! I love getting pounded!!"
The slapping got way louder. Not just me—she was moving too. The more our rhythms synced, the bigger the noise.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Fuck! This must be why I was born! Born to get knocked up by you!"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Wreck my pussy! Make it swell up huge! Make it so I can't walk straight and everyone knows I got fucked!"
Crash! Crash! Crash!
The bangs had turned to outright crashes. But we ignored it. No holding back. I pounded even harder, and she screamed like she wanted everyone to hear.
"You like my pussy? Does it taste good?"
"Fucking delicious!"
Crash! Crash! Crash!
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"I wanna knock you up! Your pussy's too good—I wanna impregnate you!"
"Yeah! You fucking bastard! Knock me up!"
Crash! Crash! Crash!
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"I'm your slave! Your impregnation slave! Your cum dump pussy! Fill me up! Cum inside like it's natural!"
Then, at some point, the banging from the wall stopped. Or maybe we were too lost in it to notice anymore.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"I'm cumming!"
"Inside! Inside!"
"Of course inside! Uwaaaah! Ah! Fuck!"
"Aaah! Haak! Haaaak!"
Ahn Yoo-jung went up on her tiptoes, clenching her pussy tight. Then she shuddered violently—her legs, her ass cheeks quivering. I wrapped my arms around her waist as she collapsed forward.
"Haa... that was really good."
She murmured, leaning into my arms.
Panting hard behind her—maybe from beyond the wall? I thought I heard muffled sobs, but it was probably just my imagination. I focused on helping her stand.
Then we shared a deep, sloppy kiss, tongues tangling with her gamer-girl dirty talk spilling out between breaths.
Whew. After the kiss, she finally plopped down on the spot.
"Haa. Too bad. I have to head home tonight."
"I wanna say stay over, but there's nothing here."
"If you wanna sleep over, come to my place. Hehehe."
Ahn Yoo-jung smiled, then braced against the wall to stand on her shaky legs. White cum trickled down between her thighs.
"Not gonna wipe that up?"
"Oh, I should've plugged it to keep it in. Forgot."
"Huh?"
While I tilted my head, she finished cleaning up and got dressed. She grabbed her phone and said, "Oh yeah, you haven't made a Sex Star account yet, right? When are you gonna do it?"
"Ah, that. Do I really have to?"
"Obviously! It's way more convenient! Great for meeting people too. And if you post pics on Sex Star... nah, that'd be bad for me, so I won't tell you."
With that, she waddled awkwardly toward the door, legs still a bit sore.
"Ugh, I got too worked up. Couldn't help it in the heat of the moment though..."
She muttered as she slipped on her shoes and waved goodbye.
"See ya. I'll come again next time. Half-days like today are rare, but when I do... you know, the timing'll be..."
"Yeah."
"See you~"
With a bright wave, she left. I went back inside and tidied up. The empty room made cleanup a breeze...
Crash! Crash! Crash!
That familiar sound from before—but not from the wall this time. It was from the front door.
...Shit.
I had a feeling what it was about. With a sigh, I headed to the door.
***
I opened the door, and sure enough, the neighbor woman was glaring at me, face beet red. She reeked of booze, tear tracks smeared under her eyes.
"Hey! Are you insane?!"
She yelled the second she saw me.
"I told you to keep the noise down! We just talked about getting along! And then you go and bring a girl over, fucking like you want everyone to hear! What the hell?!"
I did feel bad this time, so I apologized right away.
"Sorry. Things just got carried away..."
"Carried away or not, you can't do that here! And aren't you scared? You're a guy!"
"Pardon?"
"You're a man! I heard you earlier—no condom. Are you using protection?"
"Well, no..."
"Seriously, what the hell does that woman see in you?"
She shot me a look of utter disbelief.
"Get your head straight. You guys might not get it, but women are terrifying. Some steal used condoms during sex to use the cum inside."
"And there are condom companies that sell only to women—ones that keep 80% of the load inside but let 20% leak out. The world's like this; you gotta be careful. Not scared at all? One slip and your numbers drop."
She stared at me. I hesitated. The vibe said I should go with, Yeah, scary stuff, thanks. But what to say?
Rebellion stirred. I wanted to act tough, show I was fine. It wasn't even a lie, so after agonizing...
"Nah, I'm good."
"...What?"
"Not that scared."
I decided to be honest.
"Ha, your numbers must be sky-high, huh?"
"Yeah. Pretty much infinite."
"?"
I nodded firmly, and she gawked like I'd grown a second head.
"Hah, unbelievable. Whatever. Why would I worry about some no-condom horndog."
She spun on her heel and stormed back home, slamming the door so hard I flinched. BAM!
"...Should've said I was scared? But I'm not. Got reasons."
I tilted my head, shut my door, and finished cleaning up.
***
That night.
"Hahaha! Yeah, this is sex!"
I was giggling at the web novel I was hooked on when—
Ding-dong.
"Hm?"
The doorbell. I checked, and there she was—the neighbor, face flushed, standing at my door.
"Um..."
She avoided my eyes, embarrassed, then spoke carefully.
"Wanna... drink with me?"
"Pardon?"
"Just... sorry for yelling earlier. And I need someone to talk to. No funny business."
Sudden, but hey, company's company. I nodded.
"Come in."
She shook her head. "Come to my place. Yours feels... occupied. Don't wanna go in."
She turned and headed home. I followed her next door.
I'd imagined a mess of rolling booze bottles from our mart run, but it was spotless. Nice smell too.
"Here, booze. Soju I bought this morning."
She pulled a bottle from the fridge. No glasses—just water cups. Snacks were an open bag on the table.
"I'm Hye-rim. Maeng Hye-rim."
"Lee Ji-hoon."
Glug glug glug. She poured into the cups, downed one in a gulp, and started venting.
"I'm a job hunter."
"Gotcha."
"I wanted to show them."
Her eyes went distant.
"Everyone else fucks around to lower their numbers. Guys hit on me to 'help' with that, but I turned them all down."
"Studied my ass off for a job, no sex. Planned to join a company as a proper adult, find my soulmate. That's what I thought."
"But... heh. All rejections."
"Too many pregnancy numbers."
"One big corp even called directly. 'Lower your numbers and you're in.' Places I interviewed at said 'reduce them and we'll hire you.' Or 'join us and we'll take care of it...'"
"Turned 'em down. Got defiant. Swore I'd land a job without dropping a single one."
"But... last night, I cracked hard. That's why I'm drinking this stuff I never touch."
She sipped and looked at me. "Must be nice. High numbers, no worries like me."
Her gaze—couldn't help but chuckle.
"Don't laugh. I'm being serious."
I laughed, and she smiled too. She clinked her glass.
"Cheers."
Looking at the ringing cups, I apologized. "Sorry about earlier. Didn't think it'd go that far."
"Nah. Guys and girls have sex. Numbers are serious business."
Sigh. She refilled and raised her glass—
"...About lowering those numbers."
I asked her straight. "Want me to help?"
"Huh?"
She waved it off, pausing. "Don't joke. I said serious vibe. Not in the mood."
"Not joking. I can help."
She snorted. "Appreciate it, but no. Can't waste 'em even if you've got tons. Gotta save for when it counts. Thought my job hunt was chill too—till it wasn't. So numbers... only when necessary."
"Nah, I don't need to save 'em."
"...Pardon?"
I slid next to her, grabbed her hip as she flinched away, stroked her slim waist, and yanked her toward me.
"Eek...!"
"Check it out."
Staring intensely, I urged her hand down. She hesitated, then reached out.
"O-One number's fine, right?"
"Any number's fine."
"Wha...!"
Her shaky, clumsy hand fumbled my pants. "I-I'm not usually this easy... not this slutty..."
Still, she groped around carefully until she found my cock, stroking it awkwardly over the fabric.
Not enough. I took her right hand and shoved it inside my pants.
"Aaah!"
Her soft, fumbling fingers jerked back at first, then crept forward again. The touch made my cock spring to life.
And—
Hahk, hahk. She froze, eyes locked on my crotch, breathing ragged.
I whispered, "Not the time to stare down there."
"Huh?"
"Look up. Above my head."
Creeeak. She stiffly raised her gaze.
Her eyes and mouth flew wide open.
"I-Infinity...?"