Muscle Enthusiast
The moment we got into the room, we did it three times.
After doing it once more in the shower.
Out of consideration for Areum, who'd bite if you touched her wrong, I rested for an hour, then started having sex again.
Jjugeok-jjugeok-jjugeok-jjugeok!
"Heuk! Ah, haaak—!"
Areum, pinned beneath me, couldn't even form proper words and just panted like an animal. Every time I leaned my weight on her short legs, propped over my shoulders, and pressed down, a breathless, dying sound burst out of her.
"Haak!"
Jjupuk-jjupuk-jjupuk-jjupuk!
Areum had a body that produced a truly enormous amount of fluid. Maybe because of that, her juices splattered every time I thrust into her.
"Huk! H-hold on... I'm coming aga... heu-hyak-!"
Areum's body trembled finely as she reached climax. Simultaneously, the inside of her vagina convulsed, clenching and releasing.
"Ugh. I'm gonna come too."
I pulled Areum into a tight embrace.
Ulkeok!
That was already my fifth ejaculation. Even so, thick, dense semen gushed out of me. It really did seem like I came more when going raw compared to wearing a condom.
"Eu-heuk, heut! Ah, eut!"
Making a sound through clenched teeth, Areum momentarily rolled her eyes back, showing white. Her body shook as if seizing up, then went still.
Without panicking, I slowly pulled my cock out. The first time I saw Areum like this, I worried something had gone wrong, but now I knew. It was simply her body reacting to consecutive orgasms.
I let out a heavy breath and tidied Areum's hair as she stared blankly up at the ceiling. After shrieking out moans that sounded like screams, her hair was a wild mess, disheveled and getting into her mouth.
"Want to stop now? You're struggling too much."
"...Yeah. I can't do it anymore, I'm too exhausted. I'm seriously dying......."
Areum answered in a completely drained voice. She had finally declared surrender.
I smirked and teased her.
"Don't mess with me from now on. You're a long way from having your soul sucked out."
"Tch, you're the weird one, I'm telling you. And lately it's gotten even worse!"
I shrugged my shoulders. It was true that, ever since I started working out, my already good stamina had gotten even better. Running 10km along Cheonggyecheon with Seora noona in particular seemed to have helped.
Well, there was no need to explain all the ins and outs.
I chuckled and kept teasing Areum.
"Weakling. If that's unfair, then you work out and build up your stamina too."
"It's not about stamina. I should've masturbated in moderation......."
"Huh? What's masturbation got to do with it all of a sudden?"
You might wonder how a guy and a girl could talk about masturbation so casually, but between Areum and me, it wasn't really a strange thing. I mean, at the beginning of the semester, hadn't we masturbated together on a video call while showing each other our genitals?
...Thinking back, we really did a lot of crazy shit. This was all because I got corrupted by Areum.
Anyway, what did masturbation have to do with it?
According to our Sex PhD, Professor Pi Ah-reum.
"They say that if a woman masturbates a lot, her sexual sensitivity becomes more acute."
"Who says?"
"The internet."
"Live in the real world, you internet wraith."
"Tch. It's real, I'm telling you? They say women with dull sensitivity actually go their whole lives without ever feeling an orgasm!"
"Really?"
That was fascinating in its own way. Could you really go your whole life without feeling an orgasm? They say a woman's body operates on a different mechanism than a man's, so how would I know?
"So I did it a lot on purpose."
"Masturbation?"
"Yeah. It'd be unfair if I went my whole life without feeling one, right?"
"......."
"But I think I might've done it too much. Being this sensitive makes it harder. If I'd known I'd meet a crazy stamina monster like you, I would've dialed it back a bit."
...Even then, it's unknown whether Areum's sensitivity would have been any duller. What was certain was that Areum's body was more sensitive than average. After all, compared to the other women I'd been with, Areum was the one who reached orgasm far more frequently.
Thinking about it that way, there seemed to be some basis for it... well, it might just be coincidence.
*
Someone who was quite drunk pointed a finger at An Seo-ra and yelled.
"Anyway! Not dating or having sex in the bloom of your twenties, like us, is a sin! You get that?!"
"A s-sin? Isn't that going too far?"
"It's a sin! Especially when you've got a body like yours, it's an even bigger sin! Apologize to your body!"
As the saying goes, nothing is more foolish than arguing with a drunk person. It's hard enough persuading someone who's sober, so how difficult must it be to persuade someone who isn't in their right mind?
And An Seo-ra was also fairly drunk herself.
"I-is that so. It's a sin, huh......."
With three friends pointing their fingers in unison and insisting she was committing a sin, An Seo-ra shrank back like a person who'd done something terribly wrong.
In the midst of that, Park Jae-hee, who had maintained a relatively sober head, asked.
"Is there some special reason you don't date?"
"Oh, I'm curious too! Don't you ever feel like dating? There are plenty of guys around you."
"The reason I don't date?"
An Seo-ra sipped her drink and thought deeply. It wasn't that she'd never had the thought of wanting to date.
"It's not like I've never thought about dating. I'm curious about s-sex too."
"Then why don't you?"
An Seo-ra closed her eyes and drank another glass. Why hadn't she gotten a boyfriend?
Then, a single remark came out.
"Honestly, for someone like you, dating isn't hard at all."
An Seo-ra nodded at her friend's words as if to say, 'That's exactly it.'
"If anything, I think that's why I didn't get one...?"
Immediately, her friends' expressions crumpled fiercely.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"No, I felt like I could get one anytime I wanted, so... so I guess I never felt desperate for it... agh! Why are you hitting me? Aagh!"
"You obnoxious, smug bitch!"
"Hit this bitch a lot!"
"We keep telling you you're pretty, and now you're insufferable. And the fact that it's true makes it even more annoying!"
"Agh! You crazy bitches, stop it already?!"
Cornered, An Seo-ra resorted to strength.
"I was rong... let go of me......."
"We're sorry. We're sorry."
"We did it because we're jealouuus......."
Subdued in an instant, the trio begged for forgiveness.
Once they calmed down, An Seo-ra, her face flushed bright red, listed more reasons.
"I don't have a boyfriend, but I've already got plenty of male friends. So I think that's why I had even less interest. And being so busy with work was a factor too."
"Since you have so many guys, introduce some."
"Introduce me too."
"Introduce me to one with a nice body."
"...I'll ask around later."
"Our Seora is the best!"
Having placated her friends, An Seo-ra continued speaking.
"Right now I'm a fourth-year, I'm working as a trainer, and sometimes I even enter competitions, so I have no time to think about dating. I also have to do club activities."
"You're a fourth-year and you do club activities?"
"Yeah. We're a little short on people, so I'm helping out."
"Eeh. It's not because there's a guy there you're interested in, is it?"
"Whaat? That's not......."
For a moment, as she was about to deny it, a person's face flickered through An Seo-ra's mind. Why did Cheol-jin pop into her head just now?
Not missing that reaction, her friends grinned slyly.
"What's this, what's this? Is someone coming to mind?"
"Who is it—the guy who stole our Seora's heart!"
"See, look at this. Isn't it said that the least trustworthy words in the world are 'I'm not interested in the opposite sex'?"
"I-it's not like that! There's just this club member I do personal training with......."
"You fell for him while working out!"
"I said no!"
An Seo-ra shouted at the top of her lungs and raised her fist, causing her friends to skitter back with a 'Hik!' Even with three of them ganging up, they couldn't handle An Seo-ra.
"So cowardly, using your strength......."
"Quiet."
"Nyeh......."
"Anyway, it's nothing like that. This guy promised me he'd enter a competition, but this time he declined. I want to get him to compete one way or another......."
Though she said it like an excuse, An Seo-ra finally remembered her original worry. When she thought about it, this had been the problem all along, but she had witnessed so many shocking scenes that she'd forgotten it entirely.
An Seo-ra suddenly let out a sigh, her face falling into worry.
The three women watched An Seo-ra's abrupt change in attitude, then exchanged glances.
'Is it really because of the competition?'
'Seems like that's not all?'
'Should we probe?'
'Let's probe.'
They were friends who'd been connected since middle school, a decade-long bond. They could communicate without needing words.
"Seora, that club member's a guy, right?"
"Yeah. But it's really not romantic feelings or anything......."
"Who said anything? Anyway, why do you want this guy to enter a competition? Ah, here, take another glass."
"Yeah. Gulp. He's got a really good body, you see. If he entered a competition, he might even place right away."
"A good body? Like, totally ripped? With a six-pack and everything?"
Here was someone more interested in the temporary pleasure than the eternal truth. Having forgotten the original purpose, Seo Yoon-jung smacked her lips and asked. The other two friends smacked the back of her head, telling her to get a grip.
Meanwhile, An Seo-ra answered, oblivious to what was happening in front of her.
"No, his body fat is still high, so his definition isn't good."
"Definition? What's that? Ah, your glass is empty. Here."
"Gulp. Definition. The sharpness of the muscles. I'm saying his body isn't at the stage where you can see a six-pack yet."
"Huh? He's got excess fat but his body is good?"
An Seo-ra shook her head from side to side. For guys, you could get the conversation across to some extent even with those uninterested in exercise, but the girls were complete novices.
"His natural bone structure is large. For the amount of time he's been training, he's got a lot of muscle. And the shape of it is perfectly beautiful."
"What is she going on about....... Here, take it."
"Gulp. In girl terms, it's like being terrifyingly pretty even without makeup. Without any plastic surgery, just by losing weight, she'd totally outclass the visuals of an idol group member."
"Aha."
"Muscles have natural shapes too, you know? No matter how much makeup you slap on or surgery you get, there's a law of the 'unchanging natural face.' That applies to muscles too......."
Drunk, An Seo-ra's words grew longer. Now she was cheerfully rattling on about things no one even asked.
"Gulp. This kid who's never even touched a weight in his life has his pectoralis major fully filled in right to the inner edges, a narrow waist but a thick frame, and on top of that, his limb proportions are good too—slender and long, so there's plenty of room to pack on muscle, you know? Gulp. The real cheat code is his lats. I mean, what kind of Asian has lats so long they put most Westerners to shame? They practically reach all the way down to his erector spinae. And you can't leave out the legs. The thighs are what matter for a man. Gulp. His thighs, man. The calves are insane too. The calves, in particular, are something you're truly born with, you know? In combat sports, there's a saying that the guy with thick calves is the real deal......."
Watching An Seo-ra, the three friends wore thoroughly fed-up expressions. What on earth was she talking about?