The Inspection
The wet, rhythmic squelch of juices filled the room, layered over the lewd, sucking sounds of a mouth at work.
"Haah... nngh."
Dongkyun's room was as neatly kept as ever. He stood in the open space before the bed with his pants shoved down, and Suhee was crouched on the floor in front of him.
She was not, of course, simply sitting there.
Dongkyun paced the room and let out a long, frustrated breath. In his hands were Suhee's panties and the dildo she had used. He had lost count of how many times he had jerked off with them.
His cock sprang up at all hours just from holding those two objects — sticky relics of the sex they had shared. He genuinely felt as though his IQ had dropped. He would get so hard it hurt, jerk off, and then, in the hollow clarity after coming, the hunger to tangle himself up with Suhee all over again would come flooding back. Thinking about the sex they had had would get him hard again. The panties in his hands had torn from how much he had rubbed them while he stroked himself. Then another comedown.
"I'm going insane."
Strangely, after that night, running into Suhee had become nearly impossible. He had no idea she was spending her days at the gym and camping out in cafes. He had paced the recycling area and the parking garage more times than he could count, burning with frustration at never crossing her path — until one morning, he finally spotted her.
Delighted, Dongkyun started to raise a hand to call out, then froze. What am I even supposed to say? The question landed in his head like a stone. They had thoroughly mixed their bodies together, but in terms of an actual relationship they had barely exchanged names. This was not a normal connection, and for Dongkyun — who had never experienced anything like it in his life — his thoughts were a snarl.
"Ah."
Just then Suhee saw him first, and her face lit up with unmistakable pleasure. She had been regretting it too. She had been so thoroughly satisfied after going so long without sex that she had left without even giving him a way to reach her. Even living on the same floor, she could hardly camp out in the hallway waiting for him — and going to Dongkyun's room first might make him think she was too easy, so she had been holding herself back.
Catching the welcome on her face, Dongkyun closed the distance quickly.
"Hello."
"Hello. Ah... we don't even know each other's ages, do we?"
"That's true. Last time we only... it's Suhee, right?"
"Yes. How old are you?"
It was completely bizarre, in a way. They were only just now asking about age. Suhee was still college-aged, which made Dongkyun her oppa. He was a working adult, after all.
"Then... I can call you oppa, right?"
"Ah — a-absolutely."
"Heh. You can talk casually, too."
"S-should I?"
Dongkyun's face flushed crimson as he scratched the back of his head. How long had it been since a beauty like this had called him oppa... No — they were already a pair who had had sex. That changed the math entirely.
"I, um..."
"Did you put my gift to good use?"
"Hah—"
Once again Suhee cut straight to the heart of things, and Dongkyun startled. If she said gift, there was no need to ask what she meant. And adding put to use made it absolutely certain. The panties and the used dildo. Some people might have called it filthy. In Dongkyun's eyes it was anything but. He had masturbated into the panties Suhee had been wearing enough times to prove that.
"Y-yeah."
"Heh, seriously. Why are you so embarrassed?"
She was in the middle of targeting the trainer and the cafe owner, which meant that for now, Dongkyun was the only person who could take the edge off. It was not that she was free of frustration — but taking a man like this and teaching him properly would not be such a bad thing. Drown him so thoroughly in filth and lust that he could not climb back out. The initiative was entirely in Suhee's hands, after all. Even now, if she took one step closer, Dongkyun retreated about half a step.
"Hmm..."
"...What?"
"How many times did you use them?"
"Huh?"
Suhee stepped even closer and lightly took hold of his arm. Then she pressed her upper body in until her breasts were just barely grazing him. At a distance where her cleavage was almost visible, Dongkyun's eyes darted frantically. Her scent flooded his nose again, and heat gathered hard in his groin. Her breasts brushing his chest at just the right moment did not help — first the slightly firm feel of her bra, then the soft, springy give of the flesh beneath.
"I asked how many times you used them."
"Ah, a-a bunch of times..."
"Really?"
Just as Dongkyun lifted his arms to grab her, Suhee slipped away nimbly. He stood there bereft, about to say something — when she looked back at him and gestured.
"Let's go inspect."
"Inspect?"
"Hurry up."
Suhee headed into the officetel first. Dongkyun followed as if spellbound.
"You know, I noticed last time too — your room is really clean."
"Well. I guess it is."
"Most guys don't clean much."
Back inside Dongkyun's room, Suhee looked around at her leisure. Unlike last time, she had room to breathe.
"Where are they?"
"Huh?"
"My gifts. The ones oppa said he used a bunch of times."
Dongkyun fidgeted as he handed them over. Suhee took the panties and the dildo. He seemed to have used them cleanly enough, at least — nothing unsavory was stuck to them.
"They're clean?"
"Ah. I washed them once."
"Oh..."
She had not imagined he would go so far as to wash her underwear. More considerate than she had given him credit for, perhaps. Suhee nodded to herself.
"I should give you a reward."
"A reward?"
Suhee looked him straight in the eye and started taking off her clothes. Slowly. Provocatively. Watching his gaze tremble as she peeled off her thin shorts and tossed them at her feet. Dongkyun glanced down at the fabric touching his shoes, then snapped his eyes back to her. He swallowed.
A plain tee and panties. This time they were not even particularly sexy panties. But the long, sleek legs stretching out beneath them were more than enough to bring his already-stirring cock to full hardness. Even after coming so many times into Suhee's panties, it rose for her helplessly — and he found that remarkable even to himself.
"I wonder what you were thinking about when you used them."
Her voice was low. She crouched slightly, then flicked the panties she had been holding; Dongkyun reached out on instinct and caught them. A little embarrassed, Suhee hooked the crotch of her own panties aside. The pussy just beginning to glisten was not at a perfect viewing angle for him, but it was plenty filthy, and plenty enough.
"Haah... watch me, oppa."
Under a gaze so intense it felt as though it could bore through her body, Suhee's nipples drew tight. She had not planned on putting on a masturbation show this blatantly — but the thought that this would be plenty stimulating crossed her mind all the same. She squatted with her legs spread wide in front of him, affixed the dildo to the floor, hooked her panties aside, and slowly began to sink down onto it.
This was definitely more stimulating than simply having sex. Everywhere Dongkyun's gaze touched — that gaze growing more and more steeped in filth — felt like it was on fire.
"Ah... aaangh."
Dongkyun swallowed hard in time with her small moans. The image of Suhee masturbating the first time he had seen her on the emergency staircase flashed through his mind. Back then she had had her ass against the wall, so he had not been able to see the point of insertion clearly. Now everything was on full display. That pretty, tight hole he had pounded so relentlessly was slowly swallowing her thick dildo.
"Haugh."
The girth looked like a struggle, which only made it look filthier. The deeper the dildo pushed her pussy lips aside, the more her expression changed, the more violently her body trembled — and Dongkyun's cock surged up hard.
"Show me yours too, oppa. Hngh."
"Ah!"
He pulled his fully erect cock out of his clothes. Suhee locked her eyes on it and slowly began to rock her body up and down. Very slowly. The wet, rhythmic sound of her fucking herself filled the room.
"Nngh... nnngh... nh."
Moans mixed into her breathing. Her gaze, which had been fixed on his cock, lifted and collided with his. How could this be so filthy. Dongkyun felt as though he were going to lose his mind all over again. Pre-cum leaked from the tip of his cock like a faucet left running.
"Hngh, aahngh, nngh... nnngh..."
The pussy putting on a show in front of him was starting to flood. Thick juices poured out so freely that even after just a few rocks of her hips, they were already clinging to the dildo in visible, creamy strands. Smearing herself all over it as she worked, Suhee looked up at Dongkyun and opened her mouth.
"Haah... ah... aaaah..."
Her tongue slipped out just a little. Dongkyun's body took a step forward of its own accord. The wet sounds kept coming, thick and obscene.
"Ah... aaaah..."
Her tongue slipped out a little further. Whether by coincidence or design, the height of Suhee's mouth and the height of Dongkyun's cock lined up perfectly. His cock slid smoothly onto her tongue as if it had been a carpet laid out just for him.
"Khhn."
"Aaaah... aauh."
At the soft, warm cushion of her tongue against the underside of his cock, Dongkyun squeezed his eyes shut. This was the moment he had been craving. It was incomparably more stimulating than his own hand. A woman giving him a blowjob while she masturbated on a dildo — and an incredible beauty, at that. He genuinely could not understand how she switched gears this fast. The face she had worn when they met outside just a little while ago and the one she wore now were completely different. She had been a little playful, sure, but almost no man who saw Suhee out in the world would ever predict she would do something like this.
Her red tongue, thick with saliva, coiled around his cock. Soft, warm lips pressed down on the shaft as it tried to lift off her tongue. She drew her tongue inward, sucking him along with it, and then both lips pressed the head from above and below.
"Heugh."
"Mmph."
A sloppy, wet blowjob followed. Her lips curved softly as they wrapped the head, sliding off and then quickly covering it again. She rubbed her mouth all over it as if she were kissing the glans, and wherever her lips left a gap, her tongue licked greedily so it would not feel neglected. And all the while she diligently worked her hips, driving the dildo deep into her pussy, the wet slap of it filling the room without pause.