Aren't You Curious? (2)
"'Not curious' about... what?"
Even I thought it was a dumb question.
But I was too drunk to process it right away. Or rather, the situation was so surreal my brain just stalled for a moment.
"Hmm. You really don't know what I'm asking?"
Pi Ah-reum's expression turned a little sulky. At the same time, swish—her knee, pressed against my crotch, moved gently.
I flinched.
The thing I'd barely managed to calm down in the bathroom reacted immediately. I was a hot-blooded twenty-year-old, virile enough to respond sensitively to even the smallest stimuli.
In an instant, my lower half went rigid. Like it was about to punch through my pants.
Pi Ah-reum's sulky face shifted to surprise. Then she wet her lips with her tongue and smiled.
"Heheh. This part seems to get it, though?"
I squeezed my eyes shut and said,
"I-I'm not planning to date a girl."
"...Do you like guys?"
Pi Ah-reum asked back, her expression genuinely shocked.
My face twisted up on its own. Like guys? What kind of bullshit was that.
"That's not it. I mean, I'm not thinking about dating right now."
It wasn't that I disliked women. I actually liked them an insane amount. I'd guess my libido is several times higher than most people's.
But dating someone was a different matter entirely.
It all came down to my trauma.
Trauma from violence and betrayal had kept me in hiding for five years.
In the end, I came back outside because I wanted to make friends, but things don't just magically become okay all at once.
Was dating even a viable concept for a guy who was struggling just to make friends? Could I, who had hidden myself away in fear of betrayal, actually have a proper relationship with a woman?
That was how it went. Negative thoughts about things that hadn't even happened yet would flood in. If we ever broke up, I'd get badly hurt. And then I was afraid of my own weakness—terrified I'd become a hikikomori again.
That was why I kept denying the situation unfolding right in front of me. Even though I could plainly see she was continuing to seduce me.
But when Pi Ah-reum heard what I said, her eyes went round, like I'd said something absurd.
"What? I'm not confessing to you, though?"
"...Huh?"
I seemed to be making a lot of dumb sounds today. But I couldn't help it. Pi Ah-reum's pace was just too hard to keep up with.
Listen to what this girl was saying.
She was a tiny, cute girl, the kind who reminded you of a hamster...
"I said let's fuck, I didn't say let's date."
...talking like that.
Did I hear that right?
Pi Ah-reum kept going. Now it was like she'd tossed aside the last shred of pretense—she was completely unfiltered.
"Kkangcheol, these days the trend is sex first, date later. I hear it's the absolute worst if you date without knowing anything and then your sexual compatibility is trash."
What was this, some Hollywood mindset?
"And, I mean, to be blunt, you can't check what a guy's packing from the outside. What if we actually date, I unwrap it, and it's small?"
This girl was surprisingly logical. It convinced me in a weird way.
But as she said that, Pi Ah-reum's gaze drifted to my crotch. At the same time, her knee, pressed tight against me, slid up and down.
"Hehe. Though you seem fine."
"Hah...."
A sigh of sheer disbelief escaped me.
Seeing this cute little thing who looked like she wouldn't know anything talk like a grizzled veteran who'd seen it all was just dumbfounding.
And more than anything...
"Wait, didn't you say you weren't even sure if a vibe was better than the real thing? So why are you talking like that?"
Didn't that mean she had no experience?
Had I misunderstood?
Pi Ah-reum answered confidently.
"Tch. You don't know about indirect experience? Indirect experience?"
"...How much porn has a girl even watched, seriously."
"That's a sexist statement, you know? And you think I've only watched porn? The amount I've heard from my friends is insane."
Her friends seemed to have a wealth of experience.
But after saying that, Pi Ah-reum suddenly frowned and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"How long are you gonna just sit there? So what now, you're not gonna do it? When you're this big already?"
"No, that's just... mmp?!"
Pi Ah-reum, arms around my neck, yanked me toward her. Two soft mounds enveloped my face. This girl wasn't wearing a bra, either!
I conveyed infinite thanks internally while savoring the sensation of her chest with everything I had.
Then Pi Ah-reum let me go, smiled mischievously, and whispered.
"Hee. You know you can't report me to the police, right?"
In an instant, my face felt like it was burning up. This girl was teasing me about me begging her not to report me earlier!
At this point, even holding back felt pointless.
She'd set the whole table, spoon-fed me everything, and I was supposed to refuse?
"Ah, fuck, I don't know anymore."
"Oh, you've finally made up your mind to do it... mmp?"
Jjop. I started by crashing my lips into hers.
What did I know, with zero experience? I just tried the things I'd seen and heard about somewhere first.
Pi Ah-reum's lips were soft and squishy. So this was what human lips felt like. A new discovery.
While taking in the sensation of her lips, my hands naturally moved toward Pi Ah-reum's chest. Pure instinct. The sensation my face had felt settled into my palms.
Squish.
Feeling them directly, her tits were even more blessed than I'd imagined. It was amazing how a tiny frame like hers was fitted with tits like these. Like a little kid who'd found a new toy, I kneaded the breasts in my hands and kissed her passionately.
Seconds passed like that.
With a soft ah, Pi Ah-reum's lips parted.
Was that what a woman's moan sounded like?
"Chuup...."
That wasn't a moan.
Pi Ah-reum opened her lips and pushed out her tongue. My lips parted naturally, too. The tongue that had come out to greet mine tangled with it.
Chuup, chureup....
As our tongues tangled and slid, lewd sounds underscored it all.
My first kiss tasted heavily of alcohol.
Pi Ah-reum had no experience either, so her tongue work was awkward. Now and then, it missed—her tongue flailed at nothing.
But separate from the awkwardness, the excitement of doing something for the 'first time' was immense. My crotch had hardened another degree without me noticing, and a change had also come over Pi Ah-reum's chest. Her nipples were much stiffer than before.
How many minutes passed?
We kept up the awkward kiss until our tongues started to ache. We forgot to breathe, and every so often a puff of air from our noses tickled the other's face, but we didn't have the presence of mind to laugh—we were too busy exploring each other's tongues again.
"Hahk...!"
"Huu...."
When we finally pulled our lips apart, the breath we'd been holding burst out.
Pi Ah-reum's face was flushed bright red, and it probably wasn't just the alcohol.
"Areum, your face is suuuper red."
"What are you saying... yours is the same, you know?"
That was probably true. My head felt hazy, like blood was rushing to it.
I pulled myself together and started taking my clothes off.
Then I hesitated.
I thought of my current flabby, chubby body and paused for a second. Even with my head spinning from excitement, the worry had crept in. Would she look at my body with disgust?
But there was no backing out now, so I quickly threw everything off, down to my underwear. Thankfully, Pi Ah-reum didn't say anything about my body. She just stared fixedly at the center of my lower half.
"Whoaaa...."
Areum let out a weird noise of admiration.
"...What?"
I asked, just in case.
"It's bigger than I thought.... So, how many centimeters is this?"
An answer so typical of her came back.
This girl, seriously, was absolutely insane with lust. Of course, right now, I was nothing but grateful for that.
"I dunno. I've never really measured it."
"Come here."
Tak, tak. She patted the bed, telling me to hurry up and sit.
Wearing a bemused expression, I did as I was told, and Pi Ah-reum scolded me.
"Ah, come on, spread your legs a little. That big thing's getting buried in your thighs."
"...I'm seriously embarrassed right now."
"Why? I was complimenting you."
I wondered what part of that was a compliment, but I let it slide.
Because she had grabbed my dick with her hand. A gasp jumped out of me automatically. The sensation was completely different from touching it myself.
Pi Ah-reum looked at my dick closely and spread her fingers out wide. It felt bizarre.
"So this is, hmm, fifteen centimeters? That's on the big side."
"...Is it?"
I knew the commonly cited average penis length for Korean men, at least. They say it's usually about 12~13 cm. But then you actually go online, and the smallest anyone claims in the community forums is 15 cm.
Unlike me, a community addict, Pi Ah-reum applied her indirect experience.
"Yeah. I heard the average is twelve, thirteen centimeters. My friend said the biggest she'd seen was fifteen."
For some reason, I felt immensely proud. My chest puffed out and my back straightened on its own. Ah, was this the unavoidable instinct of a male?
But I soon realized it was too early to celebrate, thanks to what Pi Ah-reum said next.
"But I hear what actually matters is the girth. Even if it's long, if it's thin the girl can't feel it."
"......."
Gulp. I swallowed dryly and waited for Pi Ah-reum's verdict. I was more nervous than I'd ever been taking placement tests for ranked games.
Professor Pi, so what grade is my dick?
"The girth... I dunno, either. I mean, it does look thick...."
"C-can't you, like, measure it by feel?"
"No. For circumference, I think we'd need a measuring tape. Do you have one?"
"I don't...."
I didn't have a measuring tape, let alone a ruler. I'd have no reason to own one.
When I looked disappointed, Pi Ah-reum let out a small laugh.
"But this is funny. Shouldn't it be more like you know, and I'm the one asking you to measure it?"
"Huh? No, you measured it on your own. If you think about it, doing this right in front of someone is seriously rude, you know?"
I suddenly felt wronged.
"What if I stood in front of you, groped my own chest, and said, 'Hm, so these are a C-cup. Pretty decent to grope, huh?' You'd like that?"
"Tch. I wouldn't mind, though?"
With a snort, Pi Ah-reum flipped her T-shirt up.
Her blessed tits were fully exposed.
"Because I'm confident."
Ms. Ah-reum said with a confident smile.
She said they were D-cups.