Chapter 4: The Female Friend Who Never Saw Me as a Man Teases Me Naughtily...
"What the hell! I feel like such an idiot! Ahh!"
She couldn't make sense of herself, spiraling into confusion.
"My head's a mess! It feels so good! Huh! Ahh! Why does it feel this amazing?"
The more she lost herself like that, the closer I got to my own breaking point, unable to hold back any longer.
"Ah! Ah! Huh! Heung! No more, stop! Hic!"
Eun-hee hit her peak first. She wailed and moaned like a kitten in heat, then announced her climax before clamping down on me tight, her whole body shuddering in spasms.
"Ahh! Ung! Ugh! Huh! What? Hic!"
Her orgasm was something else. She clung to me like glue, rigid as a board while convulsing wildly.
"Hic! Me! I...!"
She seemed desperate to say something, but her face twisted in frustration—she just couldn't get it out.
"I'm... gonna cum too. Hold on..."
I tried to pull out, lifting my body, but she gripped me fiercely, refusing to let go.
"Ugh! Fine! Just... ugh!"
I had no choice. It was way too late to pull out now. I ended up shooting deep inside her.
"Hah! Hah! Ha! Ha!"
Her climax dragged on longer than I'd expected. Even after I finished, her legs locked around me, her body trembling and jerking nonstop.
Once I'd emptied myself, I brought my face to hers. She finally parted her lips, welcoming my tongue.
I savored her mouth to my heart's content until that bizarre orgasm of hers finally subsided.
"Huh! Huh! Heuk! Haa..."
At last, Eun-hee's endless peak came to an end. Tears welled up in her eyes.
"Huuung!"
She threw her arms around me, burying herself in my chest and bursting into sobs.
"Hic! Hic! Why am I crying! Uheung! You crazy bastard!"
Who was she cursing? Probably not even she knew.
"Heung! Heuuung! It felt so damn good! You rotten jerk!"
She bawled like a kid for a good while before finally pulling her head back.
"Ah... fuck... this is so embarrassing."
Her eyelids were puffy, and she couldn't hide her shame.
"Anyway... that was good."
"Yeah. Felt amazing for me too."
"No matter how I look at it... I think I enjoyed it way more... hehe..."
Eun-hee stuck out her tongue playfully.
"But you're okay?"
I felt bad about cumming inside her, but she brushed it off.
"I wanted it. Whatever."
"Pregnancy scare?"
Smack! She slapped my back hard with her palm.
"You think I'd let that happen?"
"Kuh! Kuh!"
"Kukukuku."
Tears still in her eyes, she cracked up laughing.
"Seriously! You're such a mood-killer!"
"Would romantic have been better?"
"Shut up! Whatever."
She pouted a little, but soon her face relaxed, tongue flicking out again. It was so damn cute—I leaned in for another kiss.
Like she'd been waiting, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pushed her tongue into my mouth.
"Mmm! Pretty girl! You were this good, huh!"
When the kiss broke, she patted my back.
"Haa... let's rest a bit. I'm wiped."
She scrunched her face slightly.
"Sure."
I rolled off her and lay on the bed. She pillowed her head on my arm and settled in comfortably.
For a long stretch, neither of us said a word. The storm of pleasure had passed, leaving a touch of post-nut clarity in its wake.
"You okay?"
I turned to check on her, gauging her mood. She might regret it by now.
"Huh? Of course I'm fine. What, you feel bad for me?"
"Kinda. I'm the guy here."
"You idiot. I started this, remember?"
She was brutally honest, same as always.
"Truth is, I'd kinda been thinking about it since I called you."
Honest to a fault, even.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I told you things were rough lately, right? Truth is, I'd been thinking about breaking up with him a ton. But... our sex life... it meshed so well. I figured I'd regret it if we split. Seeing Jia and all."
She spilled it out with effort.
"But then I remembered her saying she had an amazing time with you. Made me wanna test it out myself. See if I could really dump him."
"So, if it felt as good with me, you'd break up—and if not, stay?"
"Yeah. Even with all my gripes, I hate how he drags me around... but if the sex was satisfying, what could I do?"
Unique reasoning. But hey, true to her pleasure-chasing self.
"Isn't that a risky experiment? What if I sucked?"
"That's why I steeled myself and came prepared."
She'd worn her prettiest lingerie, all geared up to seduce me. Sure, she felt guilty toward her boyfriend, but if I disappointed, she was ready to stick it out forever.
Twisted excuse, but not entirely incomprehensible.
"So... sorry. I used you."
Tears pooling again, she apologized.
"Shouldn't do that to a friend... Hic! I've been so pissed lately... Hic! Hate how he pulls my strings. Sorry!"
She leaned into my chest, sniffling apologies nonstop.
"You don't have to fake-cry."
I knew her too well.
"Hehe... busted."
A few real tears glistened on her lifted face. Not entirely fake.
"Satisfied, then?"
"Yeah. A hundred—no, a thousand times better than with that asshole."
He'd demoted from "him" to "that asshole" quick.
"Glad to hear it."
"Right? Hold on."
She hopped up, grabbed her phone, fiddled with it for a bit, then powered it off.
"Sorry, had to do something right now."
"What? Can I ask?"
"Sure! I just dumped that asshole!"
She burst out laughing, utterly relieved.
"Ahh, feels so good. Kuk!"
Her face said she'd been bottling up a lot.
"Good for you."
"Yeah? But don't get the wrong idea. This doesn't mean we're a couple or anything. I just needed to confirm the sex with him wasn't the only good thing."
"Got it. Glad it worked out."
"Not bummed?"
"Relieved, honestly. If we dated... you know."
"True... but I'm a little bummed now."
"Wait, why?"
"You're right, though. Dating might be fun, but fighting and breaking up would suck."
Luckily, we were on the same page.
"This thing? Just for today."
"Cool."
"So let's burn this day to the ground!"
"Huh? More already?"
"Night's still young, right? You up for it? Or am I pushing?"
She clearly wasn't ready to call it quits.
"Nah, I'm all for it."
"Mm... since I feel so bad about work, till morning light, anything you want—I'll do it."
She grinned mischievously.
I tried not to show how bad I felt. She'd apologized a bunch, but I was the one who owed the real apology.
Did it really work?}
About an hour before she called, I'd used that Casting Card. Half-doubting, half-hoping, I'd agonized over who to pick.
In the end, I chose Eun-hee. I pictured her as the target and activated it.
Of all people, her. More friend than woman.
Why her? Honestly, I'm a coward. If it flopped or went south, she'd be the easiest to smooth things over with.
I figured Eun-hee would forgive just about anything.
Cowardly... self-loathing hit hard. How could I use my best friend like that?
More honestly: I wanted to fuck her.
Before she showed me her SNS, I'd already seen her bikini pics. I lied—I stalked her feed on a burner account sometimes.
Yeah, I lied. And seeing her half-naked spiked my lust hard.
I wanted to meet her, strip her, pound her senseless.
Lied to a friend, harbored dirty thoughts, ran a forbidden experiment. Cowardly liar.
No denying it.
"You'll really do anything I want?"
I didn't hide my sleazy grin.
Once a coward, might as well go all in.
"Look at you drooling already. Yeah, anything. Happy?"
She rolled her eyes.
"Before that..."
Before I could speak, she beat me to it.
"Let's wash up first. Whew."
"Yeah, good idea. You first?"
"Together? Like lovers today."
She grinned sheepishly and tugged my hand.
She was buzzing with freshness now. Whether from our fuck or dumping her boyfriend, who knew—but it eased my guilt a bit.
We showered together but skipped the lovey-dovey washing. The heat had faded, leaving waves of awkwardness.
"Whoa! Hard again?"
But a man's desire doesn't give a damn about reason. Staring at a hot naked chick? Instant boner.
"'Cause you're hot."
"Ah... seriously. Hearing that from you is embarrassing as hell."
She cupped her pussy shyly—was she for real?
"Ah! Don't cover up!"
"Eek! Fine, look all you want!"
She dropped her hands. After everything, hiding now was pointless anyway.
"But damn, it's huge. Bigger than Jia said."
Her eyes glued to my cock.
"Lemme touch."
No asking—she just grabbed and fondled it.
"Want me to wash it?"
Ignoring my answer, she slathered body wash all over it.
"Kyahaha! So big! Kukuku."
Foam everywhere, glans poking out—she loved it.
"Hmm... they say big guys are packing small sometimes... but yours matches your build."
I'm built solid. Never fought, but no one's ever messed with me. Look like a baseball pro.
"Dunno... tall guys proportional down there?"
She pondered my dick-to-body ratio like a scientist.
"Bullshit. Cock size got nothing to do with other traits."
"Really? Anyway, it's huge."
"That big a deal?"
"Yeah. Wild my friend's got a monster like this."
"One thing."
"Shoot."
"Your ex... how big was..."
Couldn't say "small."
Mine's decent, but not jaw-dropping.
"Mm... about here?"
She pointed two-thirds down my shaft.
"..."
I knew he wasn't her first.
What kinda guys you been with?}
Question burned my throat, but I swallowed it.
"Gotcha..."
Her pussy was tight, grip strong—probably plenty satisfying even for him.
Plus, size isn't everything for women. He was handsome as hell. They say that's the real thrill.
Small dick, great sex. Made sense.
Thinking back, she'd always dated lookers. Perfect matches.
Stung my ego a bit, but whatever. She came hardest with me.