Chapter 1 - Volume 1
Volume 1
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Translator: Pinacolada
Volume: 1
Chapter Title: My Childhood Friend's Boyfriend
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He’s My Childhood Friend’s Boyfriend
“Hnngh…”
Seol-a twisted her body at the tickling sensation on her chest. A large hand squeezed her breast tightly. She let out a moan laced with a faint hint of pain and furrowed her brow, and the movement stopped.
“Hnngh…”
But a moment later, a hand slid under her t-shirt, then directly inside her bra. The unhesitating touch twisting her nipple slowly brought her sleep-addled mind back to consciousness.
Her head was heavy from the alcohol she’d drunk all night, and her eyelids felt slow. It was a long-awaited three-day trip with the childhood friends she’d known since elementary school. Her last memory was of them drinking until the liquor they’d brought had long since run out.
She must have gotten wasted again and passed out tangled up with everyone. They had designated separate rooms for the men and women at the pension, so those who were tired had gone to bed first, but Seol-a had no memory of returning to her room.
“Hah, nngh.”
As hazy memories drifted by, something twisted her nipple once more. The fog in her mind finally began to clear. Seol-a blinked, trying to process what was happening to her.
In the darkness, the figure visible in the dim light was Lee Tae-geon. A childhood friend of ten years, and the boyfriend of Hye-ju, who was also on this trip.
His hand was inside her clothes, freely kneading her breast and playing with her nipple.
Seol-a instinctively shut her eyes.
Does he think I’m Hye-ju? What should I do? Should I get up now and tell him he’s got the wrong person? All sorts of panicked thoughts swirled in her head.
Seol-a pretended to be asleep and turned her body. Right, he could just be making a mistake in his sleep.
“Hmm…”
As she turned, his hand slipped out. Just as she let out a sigh of relief, a large body pressed up close from behind, this time wrapping its arms around her. Holding Seol-a’s body in his embrace, he once again slid his hand under her clothes and into her bra.
Wh-what should I do?
Seol-a bit her lip hard, feigning sleep and not moving a muscle. Soon, Tae-geon’s fingers began to gently caress her nipple. As he rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, she felt a moan about to escape her lips.
Hahh… Seol-a swallowed hard and curled her body. This time, he grabbed both nipples in one hand and began to tug them.
“Haah, nngh.”
A faint moan slipped past her lips. It was mixed with the softest of breaths, but Tae-geon, perhaps thinking she was asleep or mistaking her for Hye-ju, moved his hand without hesitation.
He pulled her nipples, tugging them firmly and twisting them hard, until they were erect, swollen, and trembling.
Seol-a, completely at a loss for how to handle the situation, could only clench and unclench her fists. Should I get up now and tell him I’m not Hye-ju?
As she anxiously bit her lip, something hard poked at her tightly pressed buttocks. She knew what it was without having to look. It was so hot she could feel it through the fabric.
Soon, Tae-geon’s hand boldly delved into her loose pants.
“Ngh, hah.”
Pushing aside her panties, his hand softly stroked her pubic hair before moving further down, caressing the slit between her legs.
Ah, no. Any lower and he’d be at her pussy. Lee Tae-geon’s hand was about to touch her opening. Seol-a pressed her legs together tightly, trying to block his hand from going any further.
Please, just think I’m asleep and stop now.
She pleaded desperately in her mind, but after a brief pause, he hooked one of her legs from the inside and pulled it back, pinning it. Her leg, now forced open, was held fast by his firm body, unable to move.
His fingers immediately began to rub her exposed slit. As he pressed and stroked up and down against her opening, her pussy involuntarily twitched.
“Ngh, heup.”
Ah, what do I do?
Seol-a tried her best to stifle her sounds and pretend to be asleep, but when Tae-geon’s fingers pressed down on her clitoris, her hips jolted against her will.
Squish, squelch.
In a room where friends lay tangled together in sleep, the wet sound of friction mixed with the snores.
Was she the only one who could hear it, or was her pussy truly that wet? The unusually loud noise made Seol-a’s face flush red.
“Hoo…”
Tae-geon’s low, aroused voice whispered by her ear. In response, her lower belly tightened.
It was true that she’d had a one-sided crush on Lee Tae-geon. But after he and Hye-ju started dating, she had given up on her feelings, having no intention of interfering with her friends’ relationship. She had never, not for a moment, imagined something like this would happen with Tae-geon.
“Haah, ngh.”
Seol-a closed her eyes and tried to pull her leg free, but it wouldn't budge. Instead, he pulled it back even further, forcing her wider open.
What if someone wakes up and sees this? Seol-a’s heart pounded with tension.
After rubbing her pussy for a long while, one of his fingers pushed its way into her opening.
Gasp. Seol-a held her breath. Her tight inner walls clenched around the foreign object.
After a few more movements, he found it difficult to go any deeper and slowly withdrew his hand. Her leg, which had been held wide open, was released. Realizing Tae-geon had finally stopped, Seol-a kept her eyes closed and tried to calm her ragged breathing.
Right, I’ll just go to sleep like this.
Nothing happened tonight. Tae-geon did it while he was drunk, so he might not even remember when he wakes up….
Just as she resolved to move as soon as she was sure he was asleep, Tae-geon pulled the disheveled blanket up to her neck. Then he immediately crawled under it with her.
Seol-a’s eyes flew open. The blanket between her legs was bulging. Soon, he easily pulled down her pants and panties, stripping them off completely.
In an instant, her lower body was bare beneath the blanket. Seol-a could only blink and stare at the ceiling.
A firm hand pushed her thighs apart, and then she felt hair tickling her skin. No way, is he really doing what I think he’s doing…? Her heart pounded violently.
Soon, his high-bridged nose was rubbing against her pussy, followed by the sound of a deep inhale. As if taking in a rich scent, he buried his nose around her moist opening and took several deep breaths.
“Ngh, hah.”
He’s… he’s insane. What is he doing!
Seol-a swallowed hard. In her utter shock, she instinctively tried to close her legs, but they were held firmly in his grip and wouldn’t move.
After sniffing a few more times, a soft, wet mass began to prod at her opening. Tae-geon started lapping at her, his tongue delving into her inner flesh with incessant sucking sounds.
“Haah!”
A sound escaped her against her will. Seol-a quickly clamped a hand over her mouth. Her earlier resolve to pretend to be asleep was long gone.
At this moment, all she could do was pray that her friends wouldn’t wake up to her moans. That they wouldn't see this insane spectacle.
“Ngh, heup.”
As Tae-geon stiffened his tongue and prodded at her tight inner walls, her opening began to loosen and grow slick. When he inserted a finger, it slid in much more easily than before.
Sucking at her opening as if kissing it, he added another finger and rubbed her from the inside. As he pressed against the ridged inner walls, her lower belly clenched tight, and a gush of slick fluid leaked out.
Slurp, schlick. He greedily lapped up her juices, then raised his head to take her clitoris, which was just beginning to peek out, into his mouth.
“Heup. Nngh.”
Seol-a bit down hard. The stimulation was too intense. Tae-geon moved three fingers rapidly inside her while sucking fiercely at her clitoris.
Her vision flashed white as a searing heat coursed through her body. The feeling of an impending orgasm sizzled through her mind.
Ah, no. The words remained unsaid, mumbled inside Seol-a’s mouth. A little more stimulation and she felt like she would come.
Thrust. His fingers plunged deep inside her. Face flushed and panting, Seol-a closed her eyes and tensed her body.
Gasp. A silent moan escaped her lips as a clear fluid gushed from below.
Flash. It was a pleasure so intense it felt like her insides were burning. Tae-geon frantically lapped up the clear liquid that trickled from her urethra.
Slurp, schlick. The greedy sounds were followed by a gulp, the sound of his Adam's apple bobbing audible from under the blanket.
“Ngh, heup. Hah.”
Seol-a bit down hard on the back of her hand, her body trembling. Her legs had long since gone limp, spread wide open.
Drip. The hot liquid trickled down her thighs, soaking her all the way to her perineum. She didn't have to look to know she was completely drenched.
“Hoo.”
A low sigh, thick with arousal, came from under the blanket. Seol-a stared blankly, just blinking her eyes.
Before she could even catch her breath, her body was turned onto its side. Tae-geon pressed himself tightly against her from behind and pulled out the cock that had been straining in his pants.
A searing heat poked between her thighs. Soon, her leg was lifted slightly, and a thick head pushed past her slick folds.
“Ngh, hnn, ah.”
“Shhh…”
At her involuntary moan, Tae-geon placed a large hand over Seol-a’s mouth and pulled his hips back. The thick ridge of his cock head scraped against her inner walls.
Thrust. In one motion, he drove himself deep inside her. Seol-a’s body went rigid as she desperately sucked on the fingers that filled her mouth.
Her pussy was thoroughly slick after squirting, but his shaft was so thick that she still felt incredibly full. Only after Tae-geon thrusted a few times did her inner walls, now slick with a mixture of her juices and his precum, begin to yield.
Squelch, squish.
With each slow thrust, her tender flesh clung to his shaft.
Seol-a forcefully suppressed the moans that threatened to spill out, mindlessly sucking on his fingers. If she didn't, she was sure she would scream.
“Hoo. Fucking… tight.”
A chillingly low voice whispered near her. As Seol-a curled into herself, he pulled her into his embrace and began to thrust faster.
Foam frothed at their joining, drenching her dark pubic hair in a mess. Holding her from behind, he squeezed her breast with one hand. After kneading it a few times, he twisted her nipple, and Seol-a’s body flinched, her inner walls clenching in response.
“Ngh, heup. Hah.”
“Fuck, this is delicious.”
Even rough curses she’d never heard from him before. With every rhythmic movement of their tightly pressed bodies, Seol-a was shaken uncontrollably.
She was about to lose her mind from the heat pounding inside her belly. As his cock head began to ram against her cervix, her vision started to flash.
Overwhelmed by the feeling of climax, Seol-a frantically sucked on the fingers in her mouth.
Suck, slurp.
The obscene sounds only heightened her arousal. The moment he twisted her nipple hard, the dizzying heat caused her teetering orgasm to explode. Her pussy convulsed, spewing more fluid.
“Kngh.”
Thrust. Aligning his head with her cervix, he shuddered and shot his thick semen deep inside her. The searing heat that filled her belly left Seol-a gaping, her body trembling as if in a trance.
The fingers that had been invading her mouth were pulled out, and at the same time, his thick cock withdrew. He roughly wiped his cum on the blanket, then pulled up the pants that were tangled around Seol-a’s ankles and patted her lower abdomen twice. It felt like a signal to hold the semen he’d shot deep inside her, and Seol-a’s face flushed crimson.
Tae-geon pulled her small frame into an embrace and whispered in a low voice by her ear.
“Was it good? Jeong Hye-ju.”
Hearing the name, Seol-a’s body flinched, and she held her breath. Tae-geon pulled her rigid body tightly into his large embrace.
Seol-a waited until Tae-geon, who was behind her, fell asleep. She waited until long after the hand gripping her breast went limp before she slowly crawled out of his arms.
Careful not to wake her snoring friends. She moved with extreme caution, and only after closing the door behind her did she quicken her pace.
“In… insane. Seriously.”
Seol-a, who had been walking quickly toward the women’s room, stopped dead in her tracks, her face hardening. Drip. The semen Lee Tae-geon had shot deep inside her trickled down between her legs.
***
“Hey, what happened yesterday?”
“I don’t know. I don’t remember a thing.”
“Ugh, my head is splitting.”
The group, having slept in until the sun was high in the sky, slowly crawled out into the living room.
They were a group of close friends, a bond formed in elementary school that had persisted even though they all now attended different universities, getting together several times a year.
It was a group of three guys and three girls, but nothing romantic had ever happened between them.
Until Hye-ju and Tae-geon started dating.
That was when Seol-a had secretly buried her one-sided crush. For the sake of her precious friends, she thought it was the right thing to do.
But then… for something like that to have happened yesterday.
Seol-a recalled Lee Tae-geon’s cock filling her from behind and quickly shook her head as if startled.
“…Huh? Yeah? Yoo Seol-a.”
“Ah, what? What is it?”
“I asked what you want to eat.”
Seol-a finally looked around. She saw Hye-ju standing at the table, which had instant ramen and spicy mixed noodles on it, looking at her.
Seol-a swallowed hard and looked at her. It was hard to meet Hye-ju’s eyes.
“I, I’ll have…”
“I’ll have the mixed noodles.”
Just as Seol-a was about to say she wanted the mixed noodles, she stared blankly at Tae-geon, who suddenly appeared from behind Hye-ju and rested his chin on her shoulder.
“Ugh. You two, get a room.”
“Seriously, it’s sickening. You’ve been stuck together for ten years, and you still want to be attached at the hip?”
“They’re probably just attached at the dick.”
“Shut up.”
As joking voices filled the air, Seol-a swallowed hard and lowered her gaze.
Ah… what am I going to do? As she stood there indecisively, chewing on her lip, Nam-hyeon, who was next to her, nudged her shoulder.
“So, what do you want to eat?”
“…Ramen.”
“That’s what I’m talking about. Seol-a knows what’s up. These uncultured swine trying to cure a hangover with mixed noodles. Tsk.”
Nam-hyeon shook his head and gestured with his chin for her to follow. It was their long-standing rule: everyone could eat what they wanted, but they had to make it themselves.
Seol-a got up and followed Nam-hyeon. She glanced over at Tae-geon and Hye-ju and met Tae-geon’s intense stare. Seol-a flinched and quickly turned her head away.
***
“Hey. Yoo Seol-a. Why are you holding back?”
“Yeah. Drink up.”
“…I’m tired.”
When Seol-a put down her half-empty glass, her friends jeered from the side.
“You were drinking until you practically passed out yesterday.”
“That’s probably why I don’t feel so good.”
I absolutely cannot make the same mistake as yesterday. Seol-a fanned her flushed cheeks with her hand and unknowingly glanced at Tae-geon.
Even in just a comfortable tracksuit and a short-sleeved t-shirt, his solid physique was apparent. Right, the arms that held her so tightly yesterday were so strong she couldn't move at all.
When he’d grabbed her breast with his large hand, she’d felt a breathtaking excitement…
Suddenly, Tae-geon lifted his loosely held glass and met her gaze. Startled, Seol-a quickly turned her head away.
She swallowed hard, realizing she had been conscious of Tae-geon this whole time. He hasn’t noticed, has he? What if he thinks I’m being weird….
“Seol-a, are you feeling really sick?”
“Huh?”
Hye-ju’s voice from beside her made Seol-a blink. Hye-ju was looking at her with a worried expression.
“You’ve looked off all day.”
“Ah, yeah. I’m just not feeling great.”
“Want to go rest first?”
“No. It’s okay.”
“Alright, alright. The best cure for a hangover is more alcohol, right?”
Nam-hyeon said in a playful tone, clinking his glass against hers. In the end, Seol-a picked up the glass in front of her.
How was she supposed to face Hye-ju? Did Tae-geon still not know? Her mind a complicated mess, she downed the glass in one go.
“See? Goes down smooth. Here, have some snacks too.”
With a playful tone, Nam-hyeon popped a sausage into her mouth, and she chewed on it.
“Hey. How about a game of Truth Game for old time’s sake?”
“Truth Game? Isn’t that a little childish?”
“Don’t you know the most basic things are the most fun?”
Jin-seok’s comment was met with jeers from Nam-hyeon, but the rest of the friends, pleasantly buzzed and relaxed, didn’t really complain.
Eventually, they got lost in the nostalgic game, hearing unexpected stories and, one by one, starting to drink penalty shots. Only Jin-seok’s face was contorted in misery after having to confess an embarrassing story from his childhood.
As midnight approached and the mood mellowed, Seol-a’s tense expression finally relaxed.
Right, what happened yesterday was an accident. Tae-geon doesn’t seem to remember…. Feeling lighter than before, Seol-a popped a snack into her mouth.
“Alright, my turn. Hmm. Let’s see… okay, Lee Nam-hyeon. Have you or have you not had a first love within our group?”
“Hey, isn’t that just your wishful thinking?”
“What?”
At Su-jeong’s sudden question, Jin-seok let out a dry laugh.
“I have.”
Just as Su-jeong pouted and scowled, Nam-hyeon answered in a calm voice. Instantly, everyone looked at him with curiosity.
“Well, I was too ignorant back then. If I’d been a little more mature, I wouldn’t have made that kind of mistake. Sigh.”
“What?”
“Alright, now it’s my turn, right? Let’s see…”
Nam-hyeon held his head high and scanned the group, and everyone avoided his gaze, looking down.
“Okay, Lee Tae-geon.”
His eyes met Tae-geon’s, and he continued.
“Have you or have you not slept with someone who wasn’t your girlfriend.”
“Whoa. Isn’t that a bit too intense?”
“Yeah, and Hye-ju’s right here.”
Everyone voiced their protests, but they still watched Tae-geon with intrigued eyes. Seol-a unknowingly swallowed hard. Her heart pounded with tension.
“I have.”
“……”
A heavy silence fell over the room.
Everyone glanced at Hye-ju, trying to read her expression. Seol-a couldn’t bring herself to look at Hye-ju’s face and just clenched her fists.
After a considerably awkward silence, Jin-seok shouted excitedly.
“Whoa, fuck. Lee Tae-geon, you’re insane.”
“Hey, hey. It probably wasn’t while he was dating Hye-ju.”
“Yeah, it’s not like he’s only had one girlfriend.”
“Right. He’s totally devoted now. Alright, next. Lee Tae-geon, hurry up and ask your question.”
Nam-hyeon finally put an end to the brief commotion and urged him on.
“Yoo Seol-a.”
“Uh, huh?”
Seol-a, who never imagined Tae-geon would call on her, looked up in surprise. His intense gaze was fixed on her.
Seol-a swallowed hard, her throat tight with tension.
“Your most recent time having sex, was it fucking good, or not?”
In an instant, Seol-a’s face turned beet red. Unsure how to answer, she held her breath, her lips slightly parted.
“Hey, isn’t that too much for Seol-a?”
“What’s the big deal? We’re all adults.”
All eyes were on her. She could feel Hye-ju’s gaze from beside her. Seol-a’s mind went completely blank, unsure of what to say.
As if pressing for an answer, Tae-geon stared intently at Seol-a’s face.
“……”
After hesitating for a moment, biting her lip, Seol-a finally picked up the glass in front of her. She chugged the boilermaker and slammed the empty glass down. Her friends, who had been anticipating an answer, let out disappointed noises.
“Aww. Yoo Seol-a. You’re copping out.”
“I-I’ll ask the next question.”
To divert the attention focused on her, Seol-a quickly spoke up. She threw a question at Nam-hyeon and then scrambled to her feet.
“I’m, not feeling well… I’m going to go rest a bit.”
She swayed for a moment from all the alcohol she’d had, but she walked on. She went up the stairs to the second-floor women’s room and threw herself onto the bedding laid out on the floor.
The warmth of the blankets quickly relaxed her entire body. The sound of laughter and chatter from downstairs was faint.
“Haaah…”
Thinking of Lee Tae-geon down there, a sigh escaped her lips. At a loss for what to do, Seol-a’s face grew redder as she recalled the events of last night.
Him, greedily licking her pussy. The sound of him swallowing the fluids she had shamefully gushed out echoed in her ears as if it were happening all over again. And then, the image of him holding her tight and ramming into her…
The alcohol in her system made her body heat up.
“In… sane…”
Her hand moved downward on its own. She slid it into her pants and rubbed herself over her panties, finding them already damp. Soaked with her own wetness, Seol-a’s hips twitched as her hand moved faster.
“Ha, haah… nngh.”
In the dark room, alone, muffling her breaths. Her friends’ voices were audible from downstairs, and here she was, masturbating. She was definitely losing her mind.
But the body that had held her tight from behind, the rough breaths, the low, husky voice…
‘Fuck, this is delicious.’
“Haah, nnngh!”
Drip. A sweet-smelling fluid leaked from between her legs. Her inner walls, craving stimulation, contracted on their own. Just as Seol-a spread her legs wider and pushed her fingers inside her panties…
Click.
The door was thrown open, and a large figure stepped inside. Seol-a froze, even holding her breath.
When the door closed, the light from the hallway vanished, plunging the room into darkness.
Her heart pounded like crazy.
Please, just think I’m asleep and leave…. Just as Seol-a’s mind went white…
“The air is thick with a sweet scent.”
Seol-a bit her lip hard. With her hand awkwardly stuck in her pants, she could only pray that he couldn’t see her.
“Why, was last night not good?”
A crooked voice spoke, and then he immediately flipped on the light. In the bright light, Seol-a was exposed, her legs spread and a hand in her pants.
Her flushed face felt like it would explode. As she blinked, at a complete loss, he strode toward her.
“Seeing as you squirted, I’m sure it was good.”
Tae-geon knelt on one knee in front of Seol-a. He glanced at her pants, where her hand was, and let out a smirk.
“Ah, or was it not enough?”
“Nngh, w-wait!”
Yank. In one motion, Tae-geon pulled her loose shorts down. Seol-a, startled, quickly reached out, but he easily restrained her.
“Haah, what, what are you doing!”
“What do you think I’m doing? It seemed like you wanted more.”
“Are, are you crazy?”
“Why, isn’t that why you were holed up in here, rubbing your pussy?”
“L-let go!”
Seol-a struggled, but Tae-geon wedged his firm body between her legs and forced her thighs apart. He lowered his face to her panties, which were soaked and clinging to her skin.
“Hoo. Look at this. It reeks of your juices.”
“Ngh, nngh…”
His high-bridged nose poked and prodded around her opening, rubbing his face against her, and the strength immediately drained from her body.
Lee Tae-geon, with his head buried between her legs. And under such bright lights.
“Are, are you drunk?”
“A little?”
“You must be mistaken, nngh, I’m Yoo Seol-a, haah, not Hye-ju. Nngh.”
“Oh, I know.”
He answered casually, as if it didn’t matter, and then bit down hard on her mound.
“Haaah! Nngh, st-stop.”
“Wow… you just keep getting wetter.”
He sucked on the fabric, and her sweet juices pooled in his mouth. Tae-geon let out a hot breath and shoved his fingers through the gap in her panties.
“Were you using your fingers earlier? Hmm?”
“Ha, haah.”
“Or were you just rubbing?”
His index finger entered the slick opening, and the moist flesh clung to it. Tae-geon thrust in and out, looking up at Seol-a’s face.
“Hmm? Answer me. Did you finger yourself in here?”
“Haah, n-no, I didn’t. Hnngh!”
“Ah, so you just rubbed? Where? Your opening? Or your clitoris?”
He added his middle finger and pressed for an answer. This was completely different from what they had done in the darkness, where she couldn’t see anything. Lee Tae-geon, pushing aside her panties and staring right at her pussy.
Seol-a’s hips bucked at the heat stirring in her belly, her mouth opening and closing.
“J-just… over my panties… haah, j-just rubbing. Hnngh!”
“Were you thinking of me? Of how I fucked you all the way to your cervix last night?”
Tae-geon pressed down firmly on Seol-a’s lower abdomen as he spoke, and her inner walls clenched, releasing a gush of clear fluid.
His eyes glinted as he watched the transparent liquid trickle down her thighs and pool on the floor.
“Look at how your fingers are twitching. Hoo. I can’t hold back, Seol-a.”
“Haa, wha, what. Nngh!”
Tae-geon pulled out his fingers and then yanked Seol-a’s panties down in one motion. He tossed them aside with the shorts that were tangled around her ankles and pulled her hips toward him.
“Haah, what are you do— nngh!”
“I didn’t get a good look yesterday.”
He stuffed a pillow under her hips and used both hands to spread her glistening pussy wide open. The gaping hole pulsed on its own, revealing the coral-pink flesh inside, and Tae-geon’s jaw tightened.
“Hah. Fuck, you’re so lewd. Look at you twitching.”
“Nngh, d-don’t… haah, l-look at me like that. Nngh.”
“Hoo. Your pussy is so fucking pretty.”
He scooped up the fluid pooled at her opening with his finger and showed it to her. Seeing her face flush red all the way to her earlobes in embarrassment, he defiantly brought his index finger to his lips and sucked it clean.
“St-stop. Nngh, ngh.”
“You tell me to stop, but you’re dripping wet. Look. Your pussy is pulsing like it’s begging to be licked.”
As soon as the low words left his mouth, he lowered his head. He stuck out his tongue and licked a long stripe up her vulva. The rough, wet tongue rubbing over her opening made an unbearable moan tear from her throat.
“Hold on tight. I’m going to eat you out.”
He made Seol-a grab her own calves. He positioned her so that she was practically folded in half, her lower half completely exposed, while he held her open with both hands and thrust his tongue inside.
“Ngh, haaah! S-stop. Haaah?”
“Shhh. Quiet. You want them to hear outside?”
His voice, muffled against her pussy, was a stimulation in itself. Seol-a instinctively gripped her legs tighter and stifled her moans.
Hye-ju was right downstairs, and here she was, doing this. The guilt, combined with the heat consuming her body, made it hard to think straight.
Slurp, schlick. Suck.
Tae-geon greedily lapped at her inner walls, devouring every drop of her fluid. With one hand, he even began to rub her clitoris, which had started to swell, making Seol-a’s hips buck.
“Haaah! Haah, it’s, it’s coming. Haah!”
Her inner walls tightened around his tongue, her body beginning to convulse as a sob caught in her voice. It was the same sound she’d made when she squirted yesterday, so Tae-geon twisted her clitoris hard.
“Ah, nooo, ngh, haaah!”
“Come. Hoo, I’ll drink it all.”
“Ngh, haah, haaah!”
Seol-a squeezed her lower belly tight and thrashed. Her vision flashed white, and a stream of clear fluid erupted from her.
Simultaneously, a gulping sound was heard as Tae-geon drank it down like an animal.
“Nnngh! I-I came. St-stop. Haaah!”
Her senses extremely heightened, Seol-a cried out, her pussy still twitching, but Tae-geon didn’t budge, pinching her swollen clitoris.
Gush. More fluid poured from her opening, running down her perineum and making a mess.
“Haah… nngh.”
Seol-a trembled intermittently, completely dazed. Tae-geon, who had already taken out his cock, tapped the head, slick with precum, against her opening.
The heavy sensation made her look down, and she found she couldn’t tear her eyes away from his grotesquely veiny cock.
Th-that thing… was inside me yesterday?
“Hoo.”
He let out a breath that was almost a sigh, rubbed the slit of his cock with his thumb, and then gripped the thick shaft. He began to push inside, his eyes fixed on Seol-a’s face. Her small face was flushed with feverish heat, and she was panting.
Thrust. He drove himself in all the way to the root, and her lips parted in a silent gasp. Seeing her usually composed face come completely undone, Tae-geon’s lower belly tightened.
Thrust. He slowly pulled back and then slammed his cock deep inside her again.
“Ngh, haah, nnngh! St-stop.”
“Stop? Your face is completely wrecked. Hoo. And so is your pussy.”
“Ha, haah, haaah!”
The thick ridge of his cock head scraped wantonly against her ridged inner walls, and her flesh clenched wildly in response. Pinning her down so she was practically folded in half, unable to move, Tae-geon pounded into her, and Seol-a could only let out little hiccups as she was shaken uncontrollably.
Thud. Every time he roughly rammed her cervix, her whole body felt like it was shaking. A wave of heat washed over her, melting her brain.
“Haaah! D-deep. Hnngh!”
“Deep? Feels good when I pound your cervix, doesn’t it? Hmm? This pussy is screaming for my cum.”
He said, pressing down on Seol-a’s lower abdomen, which bulged with the shape of his cock. At the same time, her inner walls gripped his shaft like crazy, and his brow furrowed automatically.
“Hoo. Fuck, to think I left this alone all this time.”
“Haah, nnngh, Tae, Tae-geon. Nnngh. I’m, I’m. Haaah!”
It felt like the balloon swelling inside her was about to pop again. Seol-a, drool trickling from her lips, looked up at Tae-geon with tear-filled eyes, as if begging. Fear and anticipation of the approaching climax warred in her trembling pupils.
“That’s right, I’ll fill you up.”
“Haaah! Nnngh, ngh!”
“Take it all. Hoo.”
With a ragged voice, he began to fuck her like a madman. Thud, thud. With each slam against her cervix, a white foam of her fluids frothed at their joining, tangling messily in her dark pubic hair.
Tae-geon put his weight into it, pressing Seol-a’s body down flat.
Thwack. The thick head of his cock finally pushed past her cervix, and a torrent of hot cum exploded from him.
“Kngh.”
“Ngh, haaah! Aaaah!”
The heat that filled her belly made Seol-a let out a high-pitched scream, saliva dribbling from her lips. Pressing his upper body close, he crashed his lips against hers.
As if to devour every breath and sound that escaped her mouth, he greedily ravaged her. His tongue pushed deep, as if trying to reach her throat, sending trails of saliva into her.
Gulp. Seol-a swallowed without thinking, and he let out a satisfied grunt, grinding his hips against her. As if marking his territory, he smeared his viscous semen all over her inner walls.
“Ha, haah, hnnn.”
“Hoo…”
He pulled his lips away and looked down at her small face, streaked with tears and sweat. Her face, completely undone after taking all his cum. He rather liked it.
“Look at your dazed eyes. Haa. So cute.”
“Ngh, hnn…”
He let out a smirk and pulled on the panties and shorts that were lying beside her. He moved her limp body as he pleased and then patted her bottom.
“Hold it in tight all night. Don’t let it spill out anywhere like yesterday. Okay?”
He carefully pulled the blanket up to her neck and then stood up. Seol-a watched his now-composed figure with dazed eyes.
Click. From the moment the light went out until he left the room, Seol-a couldn’t say a single word. Gush. Her panties felt sticky, as if the thick semen had leaked out.
She lay there for a long time, unable to move. The door creaked open, and Hye-ju stepped inside. Seol-a instinctively squeezed her eyes shut and breathed slowly.
“Seol-a, you asleep? You must have been really tired.”
Hye-ju lay down on the bedding, letting out a sigh that smelled of alcohol. She yawned and buried her face in her pillow, and the room fell silent.
Gush. She could feel more semen pouring out from below. Seol-a tensed her stomach and clenched her fists. Her fingertips were rigid with tension.
She was relieved Hye-ju hadn’t turned on the light, but at the same time, her heart was pounding violently.
How was she supposed to face her? At a loss, she bit her lip.
Hye-ju’s small voice drifted through the darkness.
“Seol-a. Tae-geon’s cock is delicious, isn’t it?”
Seol-a stopped breathing, her eyes blinking in the dark. At the same time, a hot stream of semen gushed out, soaking her from her buttocks down.