Something Went Wrong (3)
A few days had passed since that incident.
Our everyday lives were so completely ordinary that it almost made me wonder if the huge turning point that had just reshaped our futures had all been a dream.
“So that professor, get this······.”
With the sounds from the TV as background noise, Seoyeon sat beside me chattering away. She was smiling brightly, just like the Seoyeon I’d always known since we were kids, rattling on about everything that had happened today.
“·········Are you even listening?”
“······Yeah, yeah, of course I am!”
Seoyeon acted like nothing was wrong, just like always, pretending nothing had ever happened—but I couldn’t bring myself to look her straight in the face. Every time I saw her, the image of her on the bed would overlay itself on top of her: her pure white naked body without a single thread of clothing, and that lewd expression as she looked at me. Every time, my heart would pound and I could feel my cock stiffening hard.
“·········.”
Even she, who had been acting normal, had started showing her true self without hiding it lately. Even now, as I kept avoiding her gaze and not listening to her stories, her expression gradually changed. The bright smile she’d worn while telling me about her day faded away. Her blank face, which had always looked so pretty and kind, felt jarringly out of place. But that face of hers only drove me even crazier.
“············.”
Seoyeon’s gaze slowly dropped lower. She stared blankly at the bulge in my pants where my cock was already standing stiff and tenting out, then stood up from her seat.
Oh no. Seoyeon’s switch had flipped on again.
She went into the kitchen and came right back out into the living room not long after.
“Drink.”
A few rules of our own had formed in our otherwise unchanged daily lives.
“·········.”
Taking the cup she held out and drinking from it was a sign of affirmation that whatever she did was okay. As I took the cup, our hands brushed, and I saw the number floating above her head.
81
It showed just how long we’d been continuing this act. The first few times, I’d tried refusing, determined not to be led around by her any longer and to stop this—but under her silent gaze looking down at me, my body had moved on its own without me realizing.
“Drink.”
When I just sat there holding the cup and spacing out with other thoughts, she looked down at me coldly and urged me on. In the end, I downed the liquid in the cup in one go, just as she wanted again.
“Aww, good boy~.”
The moment I emptied the cup, she pulled me into a hug and stroked my head as if nothing had happened. I felt her soft breasts against my face.
“Now that you’ve drunk··· time to go inside and sleep, right?”
“Mm······.”
She peeled me off her, patted my butt a couple times, and led me toward the room. Pulled along by Seoyeon’s hand, I obediently went into the room and flopped down onto the bed.
“S-Seoyeon, but we should really stop here······.”
“Our Hajun··· needs to sleep··· right?”
One of the new rules that had sprung up in our house: I was absolutely not allowed to bring up any other topics. I just had to stay quiet without saying a word or doing anything, as if I were asleep.
“No, we’re just friends······.”
“Should I just put it in···?”
“·········.”
The reason I’d accepted such an absurd rule was because she made threats that ridiculous, leaving me no choice but to keep my mouth shut. Once, deciding that no matter how I looked at it this relationship wasn’t normal, I’d desperately tried to refuse. I could never forget the madness that had been in Seoyeon’s eyes then. After that incident, she—who had never used drugs before—put me to sleep, tied my entire body up, woke me, and tried to have sex with me. Only after I’d cried and begged for forgiveness, promising to stay quiet, did Seoyeon untie me.
“If you want it, just say so? Got it?”
“·········.”
As I lay quietly on the bed, Seoyeon spoke while stripping off my clothes. The only way to end this ridiculous situation was for me to say I wanted to have sex. Having given up on everything, I closed my eyes, and I could feel Seoyeon climbing on top of me. Wondering what she was going to do today, I opened my eyes—and the sight that greeted me was shocking.
“·········!”
Seoyeon’s bare pussy, without a single thread of clothing, was right in front of my nose. Lying with her face toward my cock, she immediately grabbed my dick and started shaking it this way and that.
“When do you think our Hajun will say he wants to have sex···?”
She started kissing the head of my cock with little smacks while pumping it up and down.
“Kh······!”
Her hairless pink pussy shimmered right before my eyes, and the stimulation on my cock made a moan slip out.
“Hmm? Does our Hajun like that?”
“······Mmph!”
At my reaction, she glanced back at me over her shoulder, and a smile bloomed on her face. She lifted her upper body and sat right down on my face. Her pussy completely blocked all my air holes, and I couldn’t breathe. I thrashed around, but her thighs clamped tightly around my head so I couldn’t move.
“Haa··· haa···!”
Just as my vision was blurring and I was about to lose consciousness, she finally released me, and I gasped for air. Seoyeon, who’d been crushing me for so long, smirked at the sight of me and started stimulating my cock again.
“Khuk······!”
Unlike usual, the hand gripping my cock moved at an incredible speed, making wet slapping sounds. In an instant the urge to cum crashed over me, and just as I was about to thrust my hips and ejaculate—
-Tak.
“Not yet.”
Seoyeon seized the base with all her strength, stopping my orgasm, and looked back at me as she spoke.
“Want to cum?”
“·········.”
Our promise. During the act, I was absolutely not allowed to speak. As if that fact had already become ingrained in my body, I desperately nodded my head. From Seoyeon’s pussy pressing against my face earlier, my face was soaked in her juices. Every time I exhaled, that lewd scent teased my nose and numbed my brain. My thoughts gradually stopped. I was becoming a fool who only chased pleasure.
“Then······ lick.”
“·········.”
Seoyeon’s ass, straddling me, wiggled this way and that. My gaze followed, staring fixedly at her pussy swaying right in front of my eyes. Until now, she’d been the one playing with me; I’d never once touched her body myself.
“Hmm······.”
“Kh······!”
Watching me hesitate and barely hold back, she turned her gaze again and started tormenting my cock. The sensation of her fingertips brushing the head made my hips bounce up and down. I wanted to cum. My cock hurt.
“Lick. Then I’ll let you cum.”
With one hand tightly gripping the base and her fingertips stimulating the head, my thoughts stopped. I opened my mouth. I stuck out my tongue and carefully licked her pussy, which was dripping wet with juices.
“Haaeu······!”
“Khuk······!”
Moans spilled from both our mouths at the same time. Her hand released, and semen shot out with tremendous force.
Today, we had crossed another line once more.
The next day.
-Hahahaha.
-Really?
-What a complete idiot, right? Puhahaha.
Laughter from people flowed out of the TV like always.
I couldn’t go on like this. If I just kept being led around by Seoyeon like this, there was no answer. Every time we continued the act, the thought that it might be okay to just have sex with her like this crept further into my head. I was gradually being consumed by Seoyeon. Falling into her trap, sinking deeper into her day by day. But I had no idea how to stop it.
-Mr. Jiseong, how do you resolve things when you have worries?
-Me? Hmm··· I think it over thoroughly by myself, and if I still can’t find an answer, I ask the people around me for their opinions?
People around me······.
The only people I knew were Dongjun and Kyeongho. But Dongjun would of course just ignore me, and whatever I’d said to Kyeongho, he was ignoring my calls too.
In that case······.
I immediately turned on the internet and went into the community with the most people. It was time to trust in the power of collective intelligence.
Please help me.
I’ve had a childhood friend I’ve been close with since we were little.
But starting a little while ago, I’ve been subjected to things I shouldn’t be by that friend.
I think of her as family beyond just a friend, but she doesn’t seem to feel the same.
Day by day she keeps crossing the line more and more······
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What should I do?
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Collective intelligence my ass. These were just collective idiots. I was asking seriously because I couldn’t find an answer, but every single reply was treating it like a joke.