A Morning Stroll

It was morning. When I opened my eyes, I saw Yoo-na sleeping beside me, breathing softly. Her makeup was pretty, but her bare face was just as lovely. "……." I lifted the blanket slightly and saw the smooth curve of her stomach beneath the swell of her breasts, along with the soft mound of her pussy covered in fine hair. To me, a woman’s body is the greatest work of art. Of course, that assumes it’s beautiful. "Mmm." I hadn’t expected to be the first one up. After stopping by the bathroom, I grabbed some water from the fridge and drank deeply to quench my thirst. I set the glass down, closed the fridge, and scratched my cheek. It hadn’t even been a few days, yet my body was already adapting. That much was clear from how comfortable Lee Yoo-na’s place felt. I glanced down and saw my erect cock hanging loosely. "This is a habit too." Chuckling at my healthy reaction, I walked over to the sleeping Yoo-na. If I played a prank now, would she get mad? Pure curiosity. I cast aside any complicated thoughts. At work I might have to think things through, but at least in the moment hypnosis was applied, I didn’t want to overthink. I quietly climbed on top of the defenseless, sleeping Yoo-na. Then I brought my freshly washed but still dirty glans to her lips. "Mmm…? Um…." She turned her head to the side as if my cock was disturbing her sleep. I persistently followed and rubbed my erect shaft against her lips. "Huh…? You awake…?" Her voice was thick with sleep. It was arousing—her drowsy tone made me even hornier. "Mmm…? Ah……." Yoo-na froze at the sensation of my cock touching her lips. "Hng~, already in the morning……?" Once she realized it was a joke, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue. Wow, she really wasn’t going to complain? If it were me, I would’ve thrown a fit. Yoo-na is a saint. I could never work in the welfare department. "Um……." I pushed my cock into her open mouth. "Uum…, um…." With her eyes still closed, Yoo-na accepted my shaft, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. "I went to the bathroom and didn’t wash it—still okay?" If the roles were reversed, she would’ve exploded in anger. "Ung…, it’s fine~. Go ahead~." There had been no hypnotic suggestion forbidding her from getting mad. Yet she didn’t. Instead, she opened her mouth wider and greeted my glans with her tongue. "Um…." In an instant, my cock was slick with her saliva. I grabbed her head and held it steady. "Uup…! Um…!" Then I started thrusting. Every time I plunged into her wet mouth, her tongue came out to meet me, tickling the head and shaft. "Kuhk…, um…! Uup…!" When the glans hit the back of her throat, she coughed but did her best to keep her mouth open. How much of an angel could she be? "Chup…. Uuum…, um…." Naturally, the freshly awakened Yoo-na opened her eyes and looked up at me. Her eyes curved into gentle crescents. Smiling with her eyes in this situation was something only she could do—someone like me never could. "Uuum…, uup…. Uuuung…, um…." Thanks to that, a sadistic urge welled up inside me. "Uup…! Uuup…! Uup…! Uuung…! Uuup…!" Even while her mouth was being violated right after waking, Yoo-na kept smiling with her eyes, and blood rushed straight to my cock. Gluck! Gluck! "Uup…! Uuup…!" I shoved my cock as deep as possible and came, making sure not a single drop escaped. "Uup……! Ung…!" ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠My pubic hair tickled her nose. "Paha…!" Only after I pulled out did Yoo-na finally exhale the breath she’d been holding. "Uuum…." Tears welled in the corners of her eyes. Even so, she kept her lips tightly shut and looked up at me with an innocent gaze. "Uuum…, what… do I do ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠with this…?" She asked how to deal with the cum pooled in her mouth. Wow…. My cock started getting hard again. "Just… swallow it." "Uung……." She glanced at me uncertainly, as if that felt a bit much. I guess I had to do it myself for it to count as a prank. "Swallow it~. I’m going to cum in your mouth a lot from now on." "……Um…, gulp……." She squeezed her eyes shut and reluctantly swallowed my semen. "Phaaa……." After swallowing, she opened one eye and looked up at me. It was my first time cumming in a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠woman’s mouth. "How does it taste?" "Um……, bitter……." Bitter, huh? "If you’re curious, try eating some yourself~." "……That’s a bit much." "Tch~. You tell me to eat it while you won’t." It was almost like self-loathing. "Still tastes good, right?" "Tastes… good? I’m not really sure…." The sight of her seriously thinking it over ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and answering was too much to bear. In the end, I threw the blanket aside and fucked her like crazy. § "Do-yun. Are you okay…?" "Huh? Why?" One load in her mouth, one in her pussy, one in the bathroom. I’d already cum three times since morning. My legs were shaking. "You…… look really tired……." In contrast, Yoo-na’s skin was milky white and glowing. "Why is it that only the guy looks worn out after sex?" "……I don’t know? I’m not sure either." Typical Yoo-na—answering so earnestly. Because of that, I nearly collapsed several times while walking through the arboretum. "Hwaaa~. Feels so good~. The air is nice too~." It was cold outside, but warm inside the arboretum. Even though it was early weekend morning, quite a few people were there. Whoa! Ah, my legs gave out. "D-Do-yun~! A-Are you okay? You’re really okay, right…?" I barely managed to stay upright by leaning against the wall. "Yeah. I’m really fine." "……Your dark circles……." Was my stamina really this low? I’d been pretty confident about it, but my self-esteem was taking a hit. Thinking back, I’d been going at it like I was being drained for the past week. "Yoo-na, go stand over there. It’s pretty. I’ll take a picture." "……Really? I was too embarrassed to ask……." What sin did you commit? Blame my stamina. Click! "Oh, nice, nice." Click click click—if I took a hundred shots, at least one or two would turn out. "Do-yun, want me to take one of you too?" "Huh? Uh, sure." Damn, why was this arboretum so huge? We’d been walking for what felt like an hour, yet there was no end in sight. The newly built arboretum in the rising new city of Hanasi was on such a massive scale that you could tell they’d put real effort into it. Which meant I was the only one suffering. Click click click! "Looking good, Yoo-na. You’re a total goddess. A goddess." "Thanks~. I saw this place on Instagram and really wanted to come!" She was so excited, like a kid—I couldn’t bring myself to show how tired I was. She was the healthiest person I knew, mentally. "Oh~, Do-yun! We’ve gone through everything!" "……." My legs were trembling. I really wanted to sit down. "Let’s get pistachio lattes at that café over there! My treat!" "S-Sure." Seeing her smile so brightly that anyone could tell she was in a good mood made all my fatigue vanish. I finally understood why men would die for a pretty girl. Just one smile and the exhaustion disappeared. And I had a buff on top of that.

"Mmm…? It’s good?" "Right? They only serve it here~." Women must really like this kind of thing. "I’ve tried other places in Seoul, but the toppings were so lacking that I was disappointed." I chuckled at her serious commentary. "You look like you’re about to write a thesis." "Ehehe~. Should I try?" Yoo-na gave me a playful smile. She couldn’t joke about anything sexual, yet she handled this kind of thing so smoothly. "Ah. Eating something sweet suddenly makes me think of something." "Huh? What?" "I want to fill your womb completely with my cum." "……!" She flinched while sipping through the straw and looked at me. "Huh…? Uh…. Ahaha…. Ahaha…." Yoo-na immediately broke down. She could laugh off my dirty jokes when we were alone, but outside she couldn’t handle them? She herself took my sexual comments lightly, but she seemed terrified of what other people might think. "Don’t worry, no one heard." "Hwaa~. It’s hot, right?" "……We’re at the entrance, so it’s cold?" The café was near the entrance, and with customers constantly opening and closing the door, a chilly breeze kept blowing in. "Can we stay a bit longer?" "Huh? Why?" I glanced at her stomach, and she caught on, looking around. "Uh…, yeah, anytime~." When I phrased it indirectly, she handled it just fine. "You’re saying I can cum in your womb anytime?" "Uwaaah…! Uwaat! Ha!" Huh? This was fun. It was nice when she accepted everything while we were alone, but watching her short-circuit was entertaining too. I should add this to the sticky notes later. "D-Do-yun." "Yeah." "W-Want to look at the pictures we took?" "Sure." She quickly changed the subject and pulled out her phone. "Ah…." In the photos, I looked exactly like a zombie. "Wow…. Why do I look like that?" The solo shots weren’t bad, but when I was with Yoo-na, I really looked like a patient. "Do I look sick or something?" "Hey~. What’s wrong with our Do-yun? He looks dependable and responsible~." "……." I wasn’t sure about either of those. Thanks to hypnosis, I’d been having sex with zero sense of responsibility, yet hearing that kind of praise felt awkward. Still, the background was definitely pretty. It was midwinter, and a light snow had fallen overnight, leaving snow piled on the glass greenhouse. The flowers blooming beneath it were quite impressive. I was satisfied too—I got to enjoy the scent of spring flowers a month early. "Do-yun." "Yeah?" After looking through the photos, Yoo-na glanced at me. "Want to go into the city?" I immediately understood what she meant. "Arcade?" "Huh? H-How did you know? We don’t have to go if you’re tired……." "No, let’s go. Arcades are more fun than I thought." Back in Seoul I used to go to PC bangs with friends all the time, but I’d barely ever been to arcades. § Thud! "……What’s wrong." I was startled to see Yoo-na suddenly collapse like she’d lost her country. Kneeling on the floor, she looked up at me with a blank expression. "My high score got reset……." "……We can just do it again." She was completely different from her usual image at the center. That soft smile, clear voice, and gentle tone that could get you a free pass to a meeting with the in-laws—she’d already said everything. If the people at work saw her like this, they’d be dumbfounded. "Huu, okay. Let’s try again!" "I’ll cheer for you from behind." The owner must’ve known how to run a business—putting a bench behind the rhythm game so people could watch. Thud! Thud! Clap! It was only my second time, yet I couldn’t help but admire her. There’s a saying: if someone makes something look easy, it means they’re insanely good at it. "Do-yun! Catch!" "Huh? Okay." She took off her coat and scarf and handed them to me. She was so serious that she even rolled up the sleeves of her knit sweater. The notes came down like crazy. As Yoo-na followed the complex patterns, it turned into a dance. Thud-thud! Clap! I couldn’t even guess how long she’d been playing this game. I found myself staring blankly from behind. It was a shame she was wearing black wide-leg denim. "Huuu~. How was it?" While I’d been zoning out, she’d already hit first place. "……Good." When I gave her a thumbs-up, she grinned and raised hers in return. "Can I do more? Or do you want to try…?" "No no, you go ahead, Yoo-na. I’m tired from all the walking." The “walk” that wasn’t really a walk had worn me out. The reason wasn’t the walk itself, but the reason didn’t matter. "Then just a little more……." Thud! Thud! Clap! She was releasing all the stress from the week’s work through the game. I’d read in some self-help book once that even a trivial hobby was important. It cleared your mind and drastically lowered the chance of mental illness. "……Maybe I should pick up a hobby too." Yoo-na had plenty of hobbies. Volunteering went without saying, plus cooking and rhythm games. She also seemed to go on walks often. She probably just liked moving her body. "Hwaa~. Kuuu~." Smiling contentedly, she came over and sat beside me. [SSS] "……So that’s what a record like that looks like." She’d only played three songs, yet her body felt warm, radiating heat. "Ah~, it’s hot~." Every time she tugged at her collar and fanned herself, I caught a glimpse of her collarbone. "Should I pick up a hobby too?" "Really? What kind?" Good question. I’d just said it on impulse, so nothing came to mind. "Haven’t decided yet." "Then want to volunteer with me? I’m going tomorrow anyway~! It’s an orphanage, so we just play with the kids and come back!" Her smile was so bright. "That’s a bit……." I wasn’t an extreme egoist, but I wasn’t exactly considerate either. "I’ll make lying in bed my hobby." "Do-yun." She turned her chair to face me directly. Her expression was quite serious. "That doesn’t count as a hobby." If I had an older sister at home, this was probably what it would feel like. "Volunteering…… maybe later." "Really? Promise me you’ll come with me. It’s rewarding and fun~." "Y-Yeah." My beliefs were simple: avoid trouble, stay out of harm’s way. That applied to daily life too. I wanted to live quietly. The life of a social butterfly was too hard for me. "Then shall we go eat lunch? Huu~, that felt refreshing~." "Huh? You’re not playing any other games?" Yoo-na shook her head. "I’m not good at other games~." So she just wanted to play the rhythm game. "Hey, Yoo-na." "Yeah?" "Thanks to you, today was really fun." As she walked ahead toward the food court, Yoo-na turned back to look at me. "Hehe. I’m glad." "If it weren’t for you, I’d probably still be lying in bed sleeping right now." The friend who saved me from being an outcast. The friend who accepted everything for my sake. My special friend. "Let’s keep being close from now on, Yoo-na." "What~, come on~. Thanks~. You’ve really grown up~. You used to look so pitiful when we were kids, but now you’re doing okay~." Ah. Now that I thought about it, did I really look that pitiful? The hypnosis only suggested I was an outcast—it never said I looked pitiful. She really was pure evil. There was no way she could say something like that with such an innocent face otherwise. "There’s a food court upstairs~. Let’s go there~." Before I knew it, she was already looking at the map monitor beside the escalator. Well, whatever. "As long as it tastes good, that’s all that matters."