Chapter 11
Chapter 11
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: Can't Forget Yesterday's Memories
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“Are you heading out? You could stay longer if you wanted.”
“W-Well... Ah! I have an appointment... So, I'll be going now!”
“Senior, hold on a sec. Wait here for me.”
“Why?”
After finishing her hangover remedy, she tried to slip out like she was fleeing, but he called out to her urgently.
Jang Han-sol went back into the room, pulled out a coat, and draped it over Yoo-ra's shoulders before saying,
“It's pretty cold outside. At least wear this.”
“Uh... Th-Thanks... You're being all sweet out of nowhere, which feels kinda suspicious... What do you want from me?”
“If we're nitpicking, you've been way more docile today than yesterday, you know that?”
“Me?”
“Yeah. Even your tone's a lot softer. The sharp edge you had is mostly gone. That's why I'm being nice.”
“Was I? I don't feel any different...”
“Then don't worry about it. You said you had an appointment. We're done here, so head out.”
“R-Right... I'll return the coat later.”
“Sure. Get home safe.”
“Yeah. You too, rest up...”
-Click
As the door shut behind her, a hollow, regrettable feeling washed over her while she stepped out of the officetel.
The moment she stepped outside, a chilly wind clawed at her cheeks, just as Jang Han-sol had warned.
'Seriously, I would've frozen my ass off without this coat.'
Come to think of it, she'd only thrown on something thin last night, figuring she'd grab a quick bite and head straight home.
Lee Yoo-ra shoved her hands in her pockets and trudged home, dragging her slippers just like she had when she'd first arrived.
Then, suddenly.
A unfamiliar ache rose from her lower body, making her double over and clutch her stomach.
“Ah, augh... Feels like I ate a thousand spicy ramen bowls down there...”
Her whole body throbbed, and her pelvis felt twisted out of shape.
“Ughhh... My friends said the day after your first time is the worst... Jang Han-sol, just you wait till I see you at school. I'm not letting you off easy.”
Above all, the pain kept surging from that spot.
A testament to how intense last night had been.
Yoo-ra walked normally whenever people were around, but hobbled awkwardly when the coast was clear, until she finally made it home.
“I'm ho—!”
“Lee Yoo-ra! How'd the blind date go? Why didn't you pick up your phone? And where the hell have you been coming home so late?!”
“Argh, one question at a time! I'm a grown adult, I can come home late sometimes. I was out partying with friends all night, I'm beat. I'm crashing in my room, so don't come in.”
“God, you little... How'd the blind date go? At least tell Mom that much before you hide in your room!”
“It tanked! Everything went to shit! How could you set me up with a guy like that?!”
“Why? What happened?”
“...There was that. Anyway, don't ever set up another blind date like that.”
Worried her mom might pry for details, she snapped even louder than her mom had and bolted to her room.
After saying that much, her mom wouldn't push further.
“Hoo... That was close.”
With her mind at ease, she tossed the coat aside haphazardly and flopped onto her bed.
Then she stripped off her sweat- and dust-caked clothes and underwear.
'I didn't even shower last night before crashing, so I should at least wash up, right?'
As she started to get up from the bed, she noticed the pale, sticky remnants of their lovemaking smeared on her thighs.
She curled up as tightly as possible and sniffed between her legs.
Even though her face couldn't reach there anatomically, Jang Han-sol's scent hit her strong.
Her pussy must've been drenched in cum for a man's smell to linger this much after just one day.
Yoo-ra smirked, lifting the corner of her mouth.
“Heh. Guess I'm not a virgin anymore. Officially graduated from ada.”
She never could've said that in front of Jang Han-sol.
He'd probably strut around with a smug, triumphant look on his face.
'Now no one can tease me for being ada anymore.'
How sick she'd gotten of it all those times her dating friends got together.
They'd chug drinks while spilling all the dirty details about their boyfriends.
It was annoying having to listen to their boring stories she couldn't even relate to.
And whenever she couldn't keep up, they'd give that look like, Oh right... you wouldn't get it.
'Sex isn't that big a deal. I could do it if I wanted. I've gotten way more confessions than you guys!'
She'd thought about just losing her virginity to some random guy right then and there.
But hooking up with just anyone to avoid being looked down on felt even more humiliating to her pride.
She figured she'd do it properly with a guy she actually liked, so she never obsessed over sex.
But.
Somehow, accidentally, and surprisingly not badly—with a guy any girl would envy, no less...
'Hate to admit it, but... out of all the guys I've seen, Jang Han-sol's face is the hottest.'
The problem was what was inside that face: a black-haired beast with a brutal cock that treated women rough.
'Even after I told him it was my first time, he went at me like a maniac... smacked my ass mercilessly... Oh yeah, that bastard even spanked my pussy this morning!'
She'd known it but realized she'd missed her chance to call him out thanks to his smooth subject change.
“Haa. Fuck... The more I think about it, the more it pisses me off.”
Alone now, last night's events crashed over her like waves.
Not only had she fucked a junior she'd just met, but she'd shaken her ass in his face and acted all coquettish.
She'd tried to play it cool, but deep down, she wanted to die of embarrassment.
Classes would start soon, and she'd keep running into him on campus.
What if Jang Han-sol blabbed about what happened?
-Acting all high and mighty, but turns out she's a masochistic perv who loves getting hit.
-You were ada after all, huh? Figures.
-Senior's into masochism? How about me? I'm into that stuff too.
She might lose her image as the aloof, prickly senior she'd built up at uni in an instant.
“Ugh! Why'd I do that... Even if I did it, I should've been the one in control... Fuck.”
How great it'd be if she could turn back time.
Go back to yesterday, keep her wits about her, and not get swept up...
Shaking her head, Yoo-ra dismissed the thought.
“No... Even if I went back, it'd be the same. ...How could I resist that.”
She'd been a little tipsy, but she remembered the moment it pierced her.
That ridiculous cock had thrust in roughly.
She figured the virgin pain would be intense.
But a wave of pleasure overwhelmed it, crashing like a tsunami.
'All that internet crap about it hurting too much to get turned on was bullshit.'
Yoo-ra had no experience but plenty of curiosity, so she often browsed sex forums online.
She'd heard first times often hurt too much to feel pleasure.
Pain?
What pain?
She'd cum over and over from how good it felt.
Every time that cock plunged deep and pressed her sweet spots,
She squirted like a cheap water gun.
Girls who said first times hurt were lying to hog all the fun.
“No. What's the point of thinking like that? Fine, I'll admit it. Jang Han-sol... that guy's special.”
Yoo-ra knew it.
Normally, slamming in rough like that from the start should've hurt like hell.
The pain of her virginity breaking should've made her cry and rage until it fizzled out awkwardly.
But the instant Jang Han-sol's cock entered her.
Excitement and sweet pleasure seeped through her whole body.
-O-Oh! Oooohhh...!!!
“Kyaa! I'm ruined! What the hell was that sound I made?!”
She'd let out the most embarrassing moan she'd never made in her life, and the shame drove her mad.
After punching her pillow and thrashing on the bed, she finally calmed down and stared blankly at the ceiling.
“What was that 'o-go-kok' crap... Argh... Maybe I should just take a leave of absence...”
She, who'd disciplined guys ogling her with lustful eyes into taking leaves herself,
Was now considering a leave because of her own slutty display in front of a junior.
Forgetting her plan to shower, Yoo-ra lay on the bed lost in thought.
'Jang Han-sol's a sophomore, so three years until graduation... Ugh, that's way too long...'
'I already took one leave before. How am I supposed to take three years off? Mom'll never allow it...'
'Even if I did, it'd look like I'm running from him... Which I am, but my pride...'
'Wait... If I take a leave, I'll never see Jang Han-sol again? Then I'd just be the girl who gave him her virginity and ran... No, that's kinda...'
'It'd make me feel shitty, but damn, it felt good when he pounded me... Never doing it again...'
As those thoughts crept in,
“Haa, haa.”
Steamy moans leaked out, her crotch soaking wet.
Imagining last night had her reacting bit by bit.
Yoo-ra gripped her breast hard and gently rubbed her clit with her fingertips.
It felt good.
But she needed more pleasure.
This time, she pinched her nipple and mashed her clit with her thumb.
“Eek! Eeeek!”
Yoo-ra's hips bucked wildly.
She'd never gone this hard before, but she climaxed so easily.
Her body was getting aroused and sensitive way faster than usual.
But it wasn't satisfying.
Compared to yesterday, something was missing.
The lips of the man who'd crushed her roughly.
The pleasure from that cock reaching places she couldn't.
'Especially when he kissed me and thrust all the way in—that was the best.'
But none of that pleasure was possible without Jang Han-sol.
She wanted to get impaled by him again and cum like a slut.
Every time he smacked her ass and made her cum so good,
When he flattened her body from above, pressing her down,
Becoming a slave to pleasure and spewing filthy words,
The musky scent wafting from her pussy afterward.
“Aaah, yes, yesss! Jang Han-sol, I'm cumming! Cumming!! Hngggg!!”
Using last night's memories as fuel, Yoo-ra squirted pussy juice everywhere while bucking her body.
She sprayed high into the air, trembled her waist in midair several times, then collapsed down.
“Haa, haa.”
It was the best masturbation she'd ever had, one she'd never felt before.
She'd have a mess to clean up since she'd squirted all over the bed.
But thoughts of taking a leave?
Gone for good.