The Scent That Lingered
In front of the bubbling pot of sundubu jjigae at the old neighborhood restaurant that locals still knew well, the three of us sat facing each other and moved our spoons. The thick, hot broth slid down our throats, and only then did the stubborn hangover and the weird, lingering dream remnants from all night finally wash away slowly.
I carefully scooped sundae and meat onto Na-yeon’s and Ji-eun’s plates, giving them the kind of kind, gentle smile that made me look like the perfect adult—caring, warm, and quietly wealthy. After we finished eating, I told them we’d have to force their blood sugar back up if we wanted to sober up fully, so I led the girls to a fancy dessert café nearby.
The way I ordered lavish decorated cheesecake and sweet drinks without hesitation must have made the two girls see me as an ideal grown-up—kind, rich, and always looking out for everyone around. Ji-eun kept sighing in amazement and showered me with thanks. We stepped out toward the car, and just as I reached for the door, Ji-eun checked her phone, pouted cutely, and held it out to me.
“Uncle, I have a meeting with some classmates today so I have to leave right away. Can you just save my number? It’s okay if you call, right?”
“Sure. Go safe then.”
I waited until Ji-eun waved and disappeared completely beyond the alley before Na-yeon and I finally climbed into the car. Sitting in the passenger seat of the quiet interior, Na-yeon leaned deep against the headrest, her body still carrying the faint haze of alcohol, and the side of her face looked so tempting it made my breath catch.
The moment the tinted windows closed us in alone, the raw, wild instinct I’d been holding back all morning surged up brutally. As I started the car, I quietly slipped my right hand onto her smooth thigh.
“Eh… Uncle?”
Na-yeon’s eyes widened in surprise as she looked at me, but I ignored everything and rubbed her inner thigh firmly through the thin fabric. Under the training shorts, her bare skin sent little goosebumps racing up my fingertips at the sudden touch.
I kept my eyes fixed straight ahead and pushed my hand deeper, pressing gently against the outside of her panties. The heat building up made my palm feel a strange warmth and secret moisture. I gripped the steering wheel tighter with my left hand and drove my right fingers all the way inside her panties without mercy.
“Eh— Uncle, d-don’t…! Someone might see us out here…! It’s dangerous… we’ll get caught…”
Na-yeon’s voice trembled with panic as her eyes darted toward the window, but instead of stopping, the dangerous thrill only made her wetter faster. Even as she stubbornly tried to push my hand away with strong words, I ruthlessly tormented her trembling body and stomped the gas, slamming the car into a quiet spot right next to the girls’ apartment.
Na-yeon’s steps when she stepped out of the car were already off. The handprints all over her crotch from earlier made her stumble, and she tugged awkwardly at her waistband while fixing her wrinkled clothes before finally walking on.
“Goodbye…”
Na-yeon left with her face flushed bright red and barely managed a greeting as she headed inside the apartment building. I locked the car door quietly, followed behind her with the same awkward steps, and silently trailed her back. Just as she reached the apartment door after climbing the stairs, panting, I jumped in and shoved her straight into the same space.
“Eh? Uncle… you’re coming in?”
“It seemed like something was left behind.”
Na-yeon’s eyes widened in confusion, but I didn’t answer. I grabbed her wrist roughly and dragged her to the door lock pad. With a beep, the door opened, and I instantly shoved her hard in the back, pushing her into the dark apartment. The front door slammed shut behind us, and reason completely vanished.
I dropped Na-yeon onto the narrow, cold entrance without a single scream. On the living room floor, I forced her to her knees and roughly yanked her shorts and underwear down at once. Even in the darkness, her white, smooth lower body was completely exposed on the cold floor.
“Uncle, wait a sec… please…!”
I pinned her writhing hips down with one knee and pressed my lips to her ear, whispering low and secretly.
“Last night, while you were sleeping, Uncle sucked your pussy.”
Na-yeon’s moan stopped instantly. The shame and shock hit her brain like lightning, followed by the sickeningly sadistic words, and her eyes rolled violently in her sockets. Her body, which had been resisting, suddenly stiffened, and then transparent girl-cum began squirting out like a fountain from her secret place. She was a lewd body that had completely surrendered to just one filthy word.
“Even so, you were still sleeping while dripping like this.”
“Haa… hmm… Uncle, don’t say that… it’s not okay…”
I roughly turned her upper body and made her collapse face-down on the floor. Between her white, round butt cheeks, the place was already soaked like a raging river, glistening wet even in the dark. I lowered my pants, aimed at my rock-hard dick without looking, and thrust all the way in to the deepest.
“Ahw…!”
“It was already wet from the car, so it shouldn’t hurt much, right? With how lewdly wet it is, how could it hurt?”
“Haa, hmm, Uncle… ah, ah! Nngh!”
With every brutal degradation and vulgar word, accompanied by the wet slapping sounds of flesh hitting flesh, Na-yeon became a complete slave to pleasure. With her cheek pressed to the floor, the slapping noises of my dick pounding filled the entire apartment as I mercilessly twisted my hips.
Inside my head, the events from the bathroom last night flashed like a panorama. Trying to ease the regret of not cumming inside Ji-eun that morning, I pounded into Na-yeon without mercy, pushing the edge of orgasm all the way to my chin. It was exactly the moment when I was racing toward uncontrollable climax after hours of mindless pounding.
Tap, tap.
The sound of someone climbing the apartment stairs broke the silence. It was a very small sound that would have been swallowed by Na-yeon’s rough moans, but my extremely sensitive hearing captured the ominous vibration perfectly. The cool sound of shoe heels hitting the concrete floor at regular intervals. It grew louder and closer, heading straight toward the door.
It was Ji-eun. The same girl who had a meeting with her classmates. Why was she coming back already? Even in the suffocating fear, my hips couldn’t stop giving her a few more strong thrusts. But the footsteps had already stopped right in front of the apartment door. A clear electronic sound from the door lock pad pressing reached the entire house.
“…!!”
Na-yeon’s face turned pale, and she couldn’t even scream as she hurriedly slid out from under me. She snatched up the fallen pants and underwear, covered her ass, and ran stumbling toward the bathroom. I quickly shoved my softening dick back into my pants, tightened my belt roughly, and tucked in my disheveled shirt.
Almost at the same time, the door beeped and Ji-eun walked in. The weird, messy air in the apartment and my unnatural position standing in the middle of the entrance made Ji-eun furrow her brows. Her gaze slowly swept over my rumpled clothes, messy hair, and the sweat on my forehead. She tilted her head with a meaningful look and asked.
“Eh? Uncle, you’re still not leaving? What happened, what did the two of you do?”
Her voice carried a faint suspicion and curiosity at the same time, as if she had come back because she wanted to sleep more after suddenly canceling her plans. I quickly maintained my poker face and pretended to sound completely calm as I cleared my throat.
“No, I was just about to leave after dropping Na-yeon off… but I seemed to have left something behind last night so I came back to look for it. Now I have to go.”
“Really? But…”
Ji-eun sniffed the air in the closed entrance.
“What kind of smell is this from the house. Kkumk, what is this smell?”
My heart froze. The pungent smell filled the living room and entrance. Was it Na-yeon’s secret girl-cum scent that had been soaked until just now, or the moist, dirty cum smell from inside my pants that hadn’t been fully released? Before Ji-eun’s eyes could find the tiny traces of liquid or scattered stains on the floor, I hurried to open the front door and took one step outside.
“It’s the smell of alcohol, right? You two drank so much last night. I really have to go now. Rest up.”
Leaving Ji-eun nodding with a puzzled expression, I closed the door and ran toward the stairs. Only then did my fingertips begin to tremble uncontrollably. The terrifying danger of being caught instead heightened the instinct inside me, making it even more savage and stimulating.
