Whispers Till Dawn
But even so, she was from a chaebol upper crust. She wouldn't give her body easily. No, she was probably guarding her virginity for a strategic marriage—she wouldn't hand it over to just anyone. It felt like pure, innocent curiosity.
Figuring there was no chance with Senior Euna anyway, Han Yaseong shook his head and decided to just chat casually.
"So, like, at the water park. We were all lining up for the rides, right? And that's when mine brushed against Senior Yujin's ass..."
The story kicked off like that and dragged on for over two hours, stretching past 4 a.m.
Han Yaseong wasn't sleepy at all—he'd gotten plenty of rest in that other world—but Senior Euna, who'd been up all night, showed no signs of fatigue. She stayed locked in, listening intently. Sometimes she'd double-check: Really? That happened? Or ask questions when something didn't click.
For a pure virgin, the tales were plenty stimulating.
"But you said you even licked Senior Yujin's other hole back there? She was dying of embarrassment when she told me about it."
"At first she told me not to, but now she loves it. If I don't, she practically shoves her ass at me like she's begging for more."
"Ugh, Yujin really... Oh, and you said you took her all the way recently? She told me too—said it was like seeing the universe explode."
"Yeah. I made her cum too quick... She has this pussy squirting thing... Ah, sorry."
Up till now, he'd been blunt, but he'd avoided the word pussy. He figured Senior Euna would hate it. But her tone was totally casual.
"Just say pussy. We girls do too."
"You all call it that?"
"Yeah. It's easier."
Fair enough. Guys did the same—dick, cock, not "member" or "genitals." Girls probably skipped "mound" or "shell" and just said pussy casually too.
"So I did the pussy squirt thing, but Senior Yujin felt it too much. I couldn't even finish. She said she was satisfied and just bailed."
"What's this pussy squirt thing?"
"It's when you slide two fingers inside a woman's vagina and rub the G-spot hard—the sensitive spot on the vaginal wall..."
He explained in detail. Senior Euna nodded along like it was all new to her, uh-huh, uh-huh.
But something felt off. They were just on the phone, yet flashes of where she was kept popping into his head. Not imagination, exactly—more like inspiration. Vivid scenes, like video clips, kept surfacing.
Senior Euna lying on a massive bed, phone to her ear, masturbating.
Weird. A huge bedroom. There she was, in pricey silk pajamas, propped up on double-stacked pillows. Left hand holding her smartphone to her ear, right hand slipped inside her pajama pants and panties, moving rhythmically. Her face flushed red as she touched her pussy.
These glimpses hit him now and then. Real or fantasy? He couldn't tell. He wanted to ask but lacked the guts. Senior, are you jerking off right now? Touching your pussy? No way.
"I see... I had no idea... Yujin's really experienced a ton..."
Regret tinged her voice. At 22, no sex, no boyfriend, not even a kiss—she had to feel down. Prime age for horniness, but her dad's iron grip kept her from even meeting guys. Lonely, isolated.
That's why she'd called him. The talk had gone from all night to nearly morning.
He sensed a loneliness in her like his own. It slipped out.
"You seem really lonely too, Senior Euna."
"......"
Silence stretched. Had he messed up? He was about to apologize when her voice came.
"You're the lonely one. Yujin said you've been living alone forever."
Senior Yujin must've spilled everything. Had to, for the full picture.
"I've been solo so long, it doesn't hit as hard anymore."
"Nah. You seem drained without Yujin."
"Yeah, kinda. It's been 50 days already."
Saying it embarrassed him. Telling her this? Two months ago, they were just club acquaintances, swapping a few words in passing. His face burned.
But she took it in stride.
"Yujin just said she'll head straight to your place when she gets back and take care of you."
"For real?"
"Yeah. So she told us lonely folks to kill time on the phone till then."
"Whoa...!"
Energy surged through Han Yaseong. Looked like he'd hook up with Senior Yujin before vacation ended.
Her laughing voice followed.
"You really love that stuff, huh?"
"Totally. Didn't care before, but once I started, I can't live without it."
"Wonder if I'll end up like that someday."
"Probably... You've been holding back so long, when you finally do it, you might go wild."
"Maybe... Not sure if that day'll ever come. Still years till I can even think marriage."
Her sigh hit hard. Poor thing—like a bird in a gilded cage. Even chaebol life had its chains. Parents' power was so absolute, kids couldn't rebel. No wonder dramas showed them just cutting off cars, cards, kicking 'em out. Step outside that elite bubble, and you're common folk. No elite status without the fence.
Senior Euna feared defying Dad—confinement or outright exile.
Elites had their own headaches. Han Yaseong felt his solo life was freer.
"Yaseong, we've been on this call forever. It's past 6 a.m. already."
"Yeah. Total all-nighter. You tired, Senior?"
"Nothing on my plate today. I'll just crash. You?"
"Same. Gonna sleep till afternoon."
"Hehe, you're the first besides Yujin I've talked to this long on the phone. Weird how it just flows with you."
"You're my first for a marathon call like this."
"Really? I'm honored."
"Nah, I'm honored. Got to see a new side of you, Senior Euna."
"What side?"
"Kinda... like a curious middle-school girl."
"......Spot on. How'd you nail me like that?"
"Just a hunch. Felt your curiosity bubbling."
"Want my read on you, Yaseong?"
"Sure. What's up?"
"You... imagined me, right? In a dirty way?"
His heart skipped. How'd she know? A chill ran down his spine.
"Right? No lies between us."
"......Yeah. But how?"
"Your breathing got uneven sometimes. Felt like, Is he picturing what I'm doing right now?"
"......"
Women's intuition was terrifying. No wonder they sniffed out cheating fast. Lesson: you can't fool a woman. Or... they knew but played along. Deny till the end, and they'd forgive.
So he owned it.
"Sorry. It just popped into my head..."
"No biggie. Kinda flattering, actually? Means I've got some appeal if you're fantasizing."
"If you dolled up, you'd be stunning, Senior Euna."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
He could hear her delight through the phone. Praise worked wonders on women.
"But something weird popped up for me too."
"What?"
"Promise you won't get mad, and I'll tell."
"No anger here. We've heard worse already."
"Okay... This odd image hit my mind."
"Like what?"
"You lying on a huge bed, masturbating..."
"......"
Sudden silence. Shit—too rude? Han Yaseong regretted it instantly. All-night call or not, they weren't that close. Senior-junior wall still stood. Dropping masturbation out of nowhere? She might be pissed.