Sex with Joo-young
Miho seemed thoroughly pissed that I was hanging out with Joo-young.
“Is that Miho?”
“Yeah. She says she’s going out with some other guy.”
“Have a good time~~ Are you jealous?”
“Hmm… a little? Where’d A-young go?”
“A-young probably went off with some guy too.”
Joo-young answered as if she couldn’t care less, grabbing her long hair and shaking it so the breeze could reach the nape of her neck. Her sweat-slicked cleavage swayed with every motion of her hands.
“Ahh~~ It’s so hot.”
“Want to go somewhere cooler, then?”
“Huh? Where?”
Joo-young, pretending not to know even though she knew perfectly well. Just like Miho had said, she was a fox.
Because Joo-young claimed she was too tired to go far, we booked a hotel room right above the club. For a residence hotel, the weekend evening rate was a steep 150,000 won.
Determined to get every last bit of our money’s worth, I took Joo-young’s hand and headed for the room.
The moment we stepped inside, Joo-young complained she’d sweated far too much and scurried straight into the shower. I stretched out on the bed and checked whether any more messages had come in from Miho.
That was the only additional KakaoTalk from her.
The two-letter message “Motel” left me with a strange, unsettled feeling deep in my chest.
It was nothing more than casual sex… yet somehow Miho had already taken deep root inside me. The thought of her going to a motel with another man didn’t sit well at all.
Judging by the time, Miho probably hadn’t gotten to the main event yet. I pressed the call button and dialed her number.
Ring… ring… ring…
I listened to the ringtone for what felt like forever. Just as that single minute stretched into something closer to ten and I was about to hang up, Miho’s curt voice finally answered.
“Whaat?”
Even that short “what” made it clear how thoroughly sulky she was.
“Where are you?”
“Motel. Why?”
“With that guy from earlier?”
“None of your business. I’m hanging up.”
She was in a full-blown snit.
“Who is it?”
“Yeah, my sex partner.”
Right before the call cut off I caught the man’s voice mixed with hers.
Sex partner.
That was right. Just as Miho said, she and I were sex partners. Whoever she slept with, whoever I slept with—it wasn’t supposed to be anyone’s business but our own.
So why did the idea of Miho wrapped in someone else’s arms leave such a bad taste in my mouth? Especially the fact that she had vanished right in front of me only to end up in another man’s embrace. If she had been dancing between other guys on the club floor, that would have been fine. At least it would have been happening right before my eyes.
Even if she had strolled the streets half-naked, that would have been fine too. Again, it would have been right in front of me.
But right now she was somewhere I didn’t know, with a man I didn’t know.
The thought brought a vague anxiety and irritation flooding in. I was even annoyed at myself for becoming a slave to lust and dragging Joo-young to this hotel.
“Aigoo… fuck… this shitty mood…”
I tossed the phone onto the bed, covered my eyes with my arm, and just lay there.
“You should wash up too, oppa.”
Joo-young had already finished her shower and emerged in a bathrobe. The lower ends of her hair were still damp; she was blotting them with a towel. When she bent forward, the loosely knotted robe gaped open, giving me fleeting glimpses of her breasts.
Despite the turmoil in my chest, the sight sent blood rushing straight to my cock. Irredeemable playboy Park Hyun-soo…
Come to think of it, even when I’d had girlfriends I’d never devoted myself to them alone. I’d always found excuses to hunt other women, and more than once I’d gone clubbing or hit the red-light districts with Dong-min hyung.
So for me to get angry now because my sex partner Miho had gone to a motel with some guy she met at the club was almost laughable. Hadn’t I suggested we keep things casual as sex partners precisely so I could enjoy a younger woman without any strings? Nothing had changed.
Guilt, pressure, worry—I needed to throw all of that away and focus on the pleasure of the moment. That was the real me.
Anyway, Miho probably won’t come again. That’s just how it is. Tonight I’ll enjoy Joo-young and soothe Miho later.
I comforted myself with that thought, finished a quick shower, and stepped back out.
Joo-young was lying on top of the covers, scrolling through her phone. One leg was raised, leaving the bare skin of her thigh fully exposed. Unlike Miho’s long, slender legs, Joo-young’s thighs were plump yet firm—thick and inviting.
Honey thighs.
Just like the old slang, her thighs looked so luscious you could almost imagine honey dripping from them.
“What are you looking at?”
I settled not beside her but down by her legs and asked.
“Instagram. Looks like Miho went out with a guy too.”
Joo-young held her phone out toward me. On the screen Miho was pressing her cheek against some man’s, wearing a demure little expression.
“Hope she’s having a good time.”
I answered as if it were nothing and began stroking the calf that stretched out from under her robe.
“Jealous?”
Joo-young looked at me and asked.
“Not really.”
“Ooh~~ Confidence?”
I didn’t answer. Instead I lifted her foot and pressed a kiss to the top of it. Her foot was pure white, her toes long. I took each toe into my mouth one by one, sucking carefully and sliding my tongue between them.
“Ahn… ah… So I get to see the skills Miho was bragging about today?”
“What did Miho say?”
As I kept sucking between her toes she began letting out soft moans almost at once—apparently the easily aroused type. From her toes I slowly worked my way up her calves and onto her thighs.
“Ah… soft yet rough… and he knows exactly where to hit… ah…”
I kissed the inner side of her thigh and tugged the sash of her bathrobe free. Underneath she was wearing a matching set of skin-toned lingerie.
I climbed on top of her, fondling her breasts through the bra while kissing her. Joo-young’s kisses were skilled. She followed the movement of my lips and tongue yet still managed to tease and pull away just enough to leave me aching for more.
Recent Miho had been wonderful, but Joo-young—who’d been keeping sex partners since high school—was definitely a cut above. While still devouring my mouth she untied my own bathrobe. I hadn’t put anything on underneath, so the moment the robe fell open I was completely naked.
My cock was already standing proud and thick. Joo-young wrapped both hands around it, eyes sparkling.
“It’s really big. I’m excited.”
“Suck it.”
I brought my cock to the lips of the still-reclining Joo-young. She pulled another pillow under her neck so she could take me more comfortably, then closed her mouth around just the head and began moving, hands gripping my ass.
I reached back and kneaded her breasts through the bra while enjoying her oral skills. The angle kept her from taking me deep, but she focused expertly on the head alone with a practiced tongue. Purely in terms of technique she ranked below A-young, yet she was clearly better than Miho.
The breasts I was groping through the bra were also far larger than Miho’s.
“Use your tits.”
I pulled my cock from her mouth and sat her up. She unhooked her bra and came toward me. The instant the bra came off, Joo-young’s breasts swayed and dropped under their own weight. Just as expected, they were enormous. Size aside, they still held their firmness instead of sagging heavily. Her areolas and nipples were large to match, and the dark coloring only made them look more obscene.
Joo-young nestled my cock between her breasts, spit freely onto the shaft, then pressed her soft flesh together around me. What man could have refused a titfuck after seeing those full, heavy breasts?
Her soft mounds wrapped around my cock, stimulating the entire length. The head of my cock appeared and disappeared between the deep valley of her cleavage. Rubbing myself between Joo-young’s breasts gave a sensation completely different from being inside her pussy or her mouth.
It felt almost like being gripped by a hand, yet the soft, novel stimulation raced up my ass and along my spine.
I lay back on the bed and had her climb on top of me in reverse. Once I peeled off her panties, her plump ass and pussy came fully into view. Beneath a neat heart-shaped waxing, clear droplets clung to her dark-red folds.
I gripped her full ass, pulled her down to my mouth, and began sucking her pussy. She took hold of my cock and started sucking in turn.
“Mmm… mmm… mmph… haah… ah…”
When I focused on her clit and inner lips, moans leaked around the cock filling her mouth. Taking my thick length seemed to strain her; the sounds that escaped became unintelligible.
While tormenting her clit with my tongue I slipped one finger into her pussy. It sank in with a smooth wet sound. I added a second finger, spreading her open and scraping along the walls of her cunt.
“Aaaah! Ahk! Ah ah ah—feels good. Ah ah.”
Joo-young spit my cock out of her mouth and simply held the shaft while she lost herself in the movement of my tongue and fingers.