Just Once
I muttered it out loud on purpose.
“Bullshit.”
It was to remind myself that looking this stuff up was nothing more than simple curiosity.
Or… fuck.
The search results ran far deeper than I’d expected.
XX-born cumrag wife, please humiliate her.
Girlfriend sucking off a 50-something invited man. Make it degrading.
Please thoroughly humiliate my slut wife who got double-teamed and opened by two invited men at once.
Why did they all want humiliation?
Just reading the titles felt like poorly translated Japanese AVs.
I stumbled across an account belonging to a couple commonly known as a “sex couple” or “deviant couple.”
The short videos and photos were all taken by the husband as he filmed his wife being fucked by the different men they had invited. The locations varied each time.
The wife had a stunning body, but her face was never shown.
A middle-aged invited man with a protruding gut was captured on video, thrusting into her pussy while crudely evaluating her body.
My wife seems to love blunt cockheads. She’s way wetter than usual.
…Even the husband’s snide little comment was attached.
The scale was bigger than I thought. There were quite a lot of people in this country who enjoyed this kind of deviance.
There were accounts from people in their thirties and forties, but also plenty that clearly belonged to people in their early twenties—my own age group.
After spending the entire morning absorbed in it and nearly being late for class, searching for their stories online had somehow become a habit of mine.
“…Ah, aah…”
A thin moan slipped from Se-eun’s lips.
My condom-covered cock moved carefully back and forth inside her. Se-eun gently lifted her legs and wrapped them softly around my waist.
Pistoning between the embrace of my impossibly beautiful girlfriend, who seemed almost saintly.
A little harder. Harder. Se-eun’s head tilted back as she clung to me even more tightly.
Out of all the countless men who had hit on her, I was the one who had won.
Yet right now, while tasting the fruits of that victory, my mind was filled with the image of Se-eun being held by another man.
God damn it.
It wouldn’t stay hard.
From the moment the mood was set for sex with Se-eun, all the way through foreplay as we caressed each other’s bodies, I had been rock hard. But the second I was about to enter her, right as the main act began, it started to go soft.
It was humiliating. I wanted to make love to Se-eun without any problems, somehow.
The method I had found in the midst of that struggle was to fantasize about something else in my head.
Those fantasies were becoming clearer and clearer.
Whenever I imagined Se-eun in that kind of situation, that kind of play—with an invited man, with netorase—my cock would spring back to life like the vigorous early-twenties guy I was.
Even so,
“Agh, haa, honey… honeyyy…!”
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust thrust. Thrust thrust thrust thrust!
I worked my hips hard, matching the gradually rising pitch of Se-eun’s moans. But soon,
“Aah… ah… huh? Minjae…?”
What could barely even be called an orgasm leaked out, leaving neither of us satisfied.
“…S-sorry, Se-eun.”
This kind of ending had happened several times recently, so Se-eun must have realized there was something wrong with me.
But she simply smiled as if it were nothing and pulled me into a tight hug.
“What are you sorry for? Just being like this with you makes me so happy.”
“…”
“Don’t worry about it. Everyone gets tired sometimes. No matter what you’re like or what you do, I’m always on your side. I really love you. More than anyone in the world.”
“I… I love you too. So much.”
“More than anyone in the world?”
“Yeah, of course.”
Se-eun answered with a bright smile. After a brief moment of relief, guilt slowly crept up on me.
The girlfriend who told me she loved only me was now stuck with a pathetic guy who couldn’t even perform without filthy fantasies.
Se-eun’s gaze gradually drifted downward. She kept stealing glances at my softening cock, still inside the condom, until finally—
“…E-ei!”
For the first time since we started dating, she reached out and touched it.
It hadn’t been that long since Se-eun had stopped hiding her moans. Just touching my limp member made her face flush bright red like a tomato.
“It’s so soft… hehe…”
Her gentle hand carefully stroked and fondled me. Her shy expression felt less erotic and more just unbearably cute.
“You’re not embarrassed right now?”
“I am… but it’s yours, honey.”
Se-eun smiled bashfully, then her eyes locked onto my cock again.
Huh?
Was her upper body slowly leaning forward?
She swallowed hard, then inched her face closer and closer to it—only to suddenly whip her head back up and start peppering my cheek with quick kisses.
“Good night, honey.”
“Ah, yeah. Good night.”
For a second I thought she was going to use her mouth.
Of course not. Not Se-eun.
After confirming that she had fallen asleep, breathing softly and evenly, I carefully got out of bed.
Just in case, I closed the bedroom door, then did what I always did—opened my laptop.
Netorase.
My exploration that had begun with the search term “invited man” had now reached NTR, netorare, and finally netorase.
My browser was now filled with related sites, and I had grown used to mentally overlaying Se-eun onto the experiences shared in other people’s reviews.
I’m not someone who enjoys being robbed. I just… I just want to become a couple like Yeong-woo hyung and Eun-chae noona. That’s all.
Did those two even have the concept of “being robbed” in their heads?
It was just situational setup for excitement. Their love for each other hadn’t changed at all.
Someday, I wanted to confess my true feelings to Se-eun. But I knew it was still far too early for that.
With a sigh, I closed the laptop and lay back down beside her.
When I woke up, I reached over to feel for Se-eun, but her soft body wasn’t there.
Did she wake up first?
I opened my eyes. The bed was empty. I could hear her moving around in the living room.
I quickly threw on some clothes, wondering how I should greet her in the morning, and opened the bedroom door.
I’m fucked.
I froze on the spot.
My laptop was open on the table. The sites I had been looking at were still on the screen.
Se-eun was looking at them.
A suffocating silence filled the room. I didn’t even have time to curse my own carelessness. All I could do was roll my eyes and stare at the back of her head.
“…M-Minjae. I was just… before you woke up, I opened it to watch a video for a bit…”
Instead of calling me “honey,” she used my real name.
When she slowly turned around, her face was filled with both embarrassment and worry for me.
“What… is this…?”
“Hey. Se-eun.”
“Jeong-hwa unnie. Hye-su.”
It had been a few days since Se-eun, along with her best friends Jeong-hwa and Hye-su, had gathered together.
Back when the malicious rumors had spiraled out of control, Se-eun knew she wouldn’t have been able to endure it if they hadn’t stood by her until the very end.
“Ugh, life is so boring.”
“Hehe, what’s so boring?”
Gwak Jeong-hwa was undoubtedly the mood maker of the trio. Before the rumors spread, she had been the cheerful center of their department—the very definition of a fun college student.
She immediately responded to Se-eun’s words with a playful expression.
“You’re having fun, aren’t you? All that lovey-dovey stuff, huh?”
“N-no… well, it’s not that I’m not having fun…”
“Ooh~ look at that face. Did that Minjae bastard save a country in his past life or something?”
And Jo Hye-su had been Se-eun’s friend since their freshman year.
Se-eun had only told these two that she was dating Minjae.
“Seriously. I never thought Minjae would actually confess. I knew he liked you, though.”
“His body got insanely good. Must’ve trained like crazy in the military. Did you see?”
“Yeah, yeah. He got so much thicker.”
When her friends praised her boyfriend, a smile naturally formed on Se-eun’s face.
“Hey, what are you smiling for, you brat?”
“Aah, whyyy~”
“It’s been about five months? Six months? So, how is it? How far have you gone?”
“Huh?”
Se-eun’s startled face gradually turned bright red. That was exactly the reaction Jeong-hwa and Hye-su had been hoping for.
“You’ve done everything, right?”
“…Ugh, I don’t know.”
“She did it. This girl definitely did it. Ugh, that Minjae bastard!”
They had done everything. Kissing, sex…
Even from Se-eun’s perspective, she didn’t think she was having too little sex.
“Ah, I want to date someone too. Damn it.”
“Unnie, you should date then.”
“Ugh~ you awful girl. Should I text my ex?”
The three of them burst into laughter. These moments when the three of them gathered like this were incredibly precious to Se-eun, who had lost a part of her college life to the rumors.
“Anyway. Spill the tea. How is it with Minjae?”
“What do you mean…”
“He got a bunch of muscles, but he doesn’t go super hard or anything?”
“No, not really.”
“Then how does he do it?”
Under their persistent questioning, Se-eun eventually gave in to her embarrassment and started telling them about it.
“We just… do it normally…”
“Ugh, come on! Be more specific!”
“Well… when the mood is right, we hug and touch each other… then we kiss, take off our clothes… Minjae lifts me up and lays me down…”
“Ughhh! And then? After that!”
“He puts on a condom… and then he… puts it in. Mmm…”
“More details. You can’t just go straight to insertion, right?”
“…We just do it like this?”
Jeong-hwa and Hye-su stared at each other, momentarily stunned.
With surprisingly serious expressions, they asked again.
“You do it like that every single time? Every time?”
“Hey! Unnie, keep it down…”
“Tell us properly. Really? You do it like that every time? What about blowjobs or anything?”
Hye-su burst out laughing and smacked Jeong-hwa’s shoulder repeatedly, but Jeong-hwa kept staring at Se-eun.
“Blowjob? What’s that?”
“This. Like this.”
Instead of a long explanation, Jeong-hwa mimed gripping an invisible cock and licking it with her mouth.
“Ah, unnie!”
Hye-su was now wheezing with laughter, eventually slamming her head down on the table.
“Wait, it’s been half a year. Minjae never asked you to do any of that?”
“He didn’t! Minjae isn’t like that!”
“Is Minjae impotent?”
“Unnie, seriously!”
Finally, Hye-su’s laughter spread to Jeong-hwa, and it took them a while to calm down from their giggling fit.
“Whew. Ah~ I’m crying. Hey, Minjae must really, really like you.”
“…Why?”
“Why? If he didn’t treasure you so much, he would’ve asked for that stuff.”
“Minjae has always been like that.”
“No way. All guys want that kind of thing, you idiot.”
I don’t think so.
Because of the rumors labeling her as easy, Se-eun had no choice but to approach sex conservatively, separate from how much she liked Minjae.
Even the things she had done so far had taken considerable courage on her part. Still, sex with Minjae felt more like sharing warmth and healing than raw pleasure.
It was like the bed scenes in romance movies. Their lovemaking was similar to that, and she had been satisfied with it.
But what if Minjae wasn’t?
That thought slowly began to rise within her.
“…Really?”
“My ex just shoved his dick in my face without saying anything.”
“Can you lower your voice a bit…”
“I just straight-up told mine I wanted him to eat me out.”
That’s what their boyfriends had done?
The sex they described with their lovers was full of acts Se-eun couldn’t even imagine Minjae doing.
And suddenly, the slightly different sex she had been having with Minjae recently flashed through her mind.
“…Do you think Minjae wants that too?”
“I bet he does deep down. You just lie there quietly when you do it, right? You only receive?”
“…”
She was right. It was embarrassing, but only recently had she started feeling a little excitement when Minjae buried his face between her legs. She had thought simply relaxing her legs was enough to fulfill her role.
Seeing Se-eun seriously pondering it, Jeong-hwa tried to smooth things over.
“Or maybe not. Maybe Minjae likes how pure and innocent you are even in bed?”
“…Hng, I don’t know.”
“Aww, you’re so cute. Don’t worry. Just take it slow. Do whatever you want.”
While Minjae had been asleep, Se-eun had already looked up what “invited man” meant.
She hadn’t meant to interrogate him, but Minjae had carefully explained it to her again himself.
And that he was… a little interested in that sort of thing.
“Minjae… did you… did you get tired of me? Do you hate me now?”
“No! It’s not like that! I still love you so, so much. It’s just… this is…”
Minjae hung his head. Seeing her boyfriend like this for the first time made her heart ache.
“I just… need stimulation. That’s all it is.”
“…”
The conversation she had with Jeong-hwa unnie and Hye-su not long ago came to mind.
Had she been too dependent on Minjae?
Had she been satisfied with just the healing aspect and unknowingly been holding him back from wanting more?
Even in this situation, she still liked him.
His presence had always been special to her, from the moment she entered college until now.
Of course, the act of inviting another man was a much higher wall than she had ever imagined.
She had only thought as far as the kind of sex Jeong-hwa and Hye-su were talking about.
“…H-honey.”
Minjae took a deep breath and looked at her.
Come to think of it, although Minjae had always taken the lead in their relationship, he had never once demanded anything from her.
Only now did Se-eun realize how much consideration he had shown her in every date plan, every hobby, every action.
Ah… what do I do?
Invited man. Having sex with someone who wasn’t Minjae was still something she hated the thought of.
She wanted to turn their relationship back to just the two of them… After agonizing over it, only one option remained.
“…Do you… want to try it?”
Minjae looked stunned by her words. He stayed silent for a long time, but eventually gave a small, careful nod.
…
She wasn’t disappointed. It was just that seeing Minjae so timid for the first time felt awkward and heartbreaking at the same time.
“I’m not saying we should keep doing this forever. I’m not saying we have to do it right now. Just—”
“O-once!”
At Se-eun’s words, Minjae froze completely.
After her face turned bright red again and she slowly lifted her head,
“Just… just once… okay?”
The words she barely managed to squeeze out.
Being held by another man was something she truly hated. But if it was what Minjae wanted, she could do it just once.
After that, she would try harder.