Cafe Part-Time Girlfriend (Branch Point 01)
1st Loop Regression: Branch Point 01
All men interacting with Im Da-bin: Lust +20%
Men performing netorase acts on Im Da-bin: Hear their inner thoughts
Da-bin's love juices soaked my fingertips.
But... had she ever gotten this wet before?
No. Not like this.
Which meant... was she getting even more turned on by this rough side of me?
The fact that Da-bin was wetter than usual ignited my lust like a bomb.
I used her slick fluids as lube and slid my cock into her pussy. Her exquisite walls—chewy yet soft—wrapped around me perfectly. I started thrusting, savoring the feel of her depths.
Haaaah... Her delicate moans spurred me on even more.
Last loop, I'd cum after just a few pistons. But now, my dick felt harder than ever.
Was it the 20% lust boost from the regression? Nah, probably not. Conventional wisdom said more excitement meant quicker climaxes.
So why was I stiffer than before? It had to be confessing my netorase fetish to her. Even without actually doing it, just asking her to dress slutty in front of my friends had me raging.
Squelch! Slap! I pounded into her roughly, relentlessly. Our joining slapped obscenely with fluids—louder than usual.
Squelch! Slap! I thought I had momentum, but I'd ramped up too fast. Ejaculation crept up quick. Still, it felt like at least a minute longer than last loop.
Satisfaction from even that small progress. Pride that I'd made her drip more. The thrill of taboo from my confession. It all piled up—I couldn't hold back and blew my load into the condom.
Splat! Spurt! Exhausted from the frantic short burst, I collapsed beside her.
Haa... Ahh...
We lay side by side, panting.
Short, but did she enjoy it? God, I hoped so.
I turned to check her face. Our eyes met; she gazed at me lovingly.
Adorable.
Mmwah! She leaned in first, pressing her lips to mine.
Cute.
"Oppa..."
"Yeah... Da-bin..."
"Sorry for teasing you as a perv earlier..."
She'd been holding onto that scolding from my netorase confession.
Honestly, I deserved it... She was too sweet.
"No... Da-bin. I'm the weird one..."
"No... Oppa. I don't even know much about guys..."
Mmwah! I kissed her apologetic lips. She was so lovable, my mouth moved on its own.
Blushing after my kiss, she hesitated, mumbling something.
I waited quietly.
Her lips twitched. A strange anticipation built.
"Oppa... I'll try it once..."
My hope became reality. She agreed to dress slutty in front of my friends.
The cafe's warm brown tones and solid wood tables soothed the soul just by looking.
This was the cafe I'd opened after college. My closest friend from uni, Jun-seo, invested, helping me become a successful owner.
As closing wrapped up, part-timer Jae-min greeted me. Small for a guy, but diligent.
"Hyung, good work today!"
"Yeah, Jae-min. You too!"
"See you tomorrow!"
He headed out. Da-bin, in her cafe uniform, approached. It suited her perfectly. Maybe ask for a stewardess uniform later.
"Oppa! Good work today too!"
"You too, Da-bin."
She worked part-time here. Still in college, but as my fiancée, she helped out—like the boss's wife in training. Not just any part-timer like Jae-min.
"Oppa, you know I have plans with Jun-seo oppa's girlfriend tonight?"
"Oh, right. Where you eating?"
"Light beer and grub!"
"Jun-seo coming?"
"Nope—just us girls' date!"
"Jealous. Gotta tell that punk Jun-seo to watch his girl."
"Hehe. Jealous? Then you meet Jun-seo oppa for dinner."
"Nah. I'll crash at home. Tired anyway."
"Got it! Talk later, oppa!"
"Yeah. Have fun!"
Da-bin had long suspected her boyfriend Do-yoon's sexual tastes. Netorase doujins popping up on his computer... At first, accidents. But they multiplied.
Yesterday, she caught him prepping to jerk off to netorase manga and confronted him. He admitted wanting her exposed to his friends.
After his confession, their sex was rougher, him hornier, lasting longer inside her. She linked it to his fetish.
Weird kink... but he enjoyed it more than ever.
And I got even wetter...
Still, netorase was tough for a normal girl. Over beers, she confided in friend Ye-na—experienced, sexually open.
But Ye-na was blunt.
"Da-bin, guys are horny, but that's too much."
"B-but..."
"How's getting off watching your girlfriend with other dudes normal?"
"N-no, Ye-na! Not that far... He just wants slutty clothes..."
"That's how it starts! Wake up, Im Dda! Give an inch, take a mile!"
"..."
Grateful yet disappointed—it wasn't the reassurance she craved.
"Thanks for the straight talk, Ye-na. I already said yes to slutty outfits... but I'll stop him if it goes further."
"Good, good. Hate seeing my pretty Im Dda fall into weird shit!"
Ye-na petted her head like a pet. Warm, grateful.
"Hehe... Ye-na, Jun-seo oppa doesn't make you do weird stuff, right?"
"Uh... yeah? Jun-seo oppa..."
A guy approached their table.
"Um... hi!"
Awkward dude. They clocked his intent.
"Sorry... mind if we join? We're two guys and..."
Spot on. Ye-na stammered.
"Uh... w-well..."
Da-bin spoke, her cute face icing over like winter.
"Sorry. We have serious talk."
"Y-yeah... okay..."
Intimidated, he slunk back.
"Our Im Dda! All cuddly pet usually, but badass queen here!"
"Phew—"
Da-bin relaxed.
"Nervous? Our Da-bin?"
"Fine now... hehe!"
But offers kept coming.
"Ugh! Insane! Im Dda, let's bounce!"
"Yeah! Too much tonight..."
"Second round? You pick, Im Dda!"
Da-bin checked time, hesitating.
"Ye-na, sorry—late. Oppa might worry. Gotta go."
"Knew it! Our good girl Im Dda! When we drinking proper?"
"Hehe. Beach trip in two months!"
"Right! With the oppas?"
"Yup!"
"Forgot! Same crew?"
"Yep! Heehee!"
"Sigh, lame already!"
"Hehe! Ye-na, those oppas annoy you too?"
"Real! Oh Han-gu creep and Choi Hyun-woo punk—drain me thinking about it!"
"Hehe. But I'll be there, Ye-na!"
"Aww! Yeah—with cute Da-bin, we go!"
"Fun, right?"
"If Oh Han-gu and Choi Hyun-woo chill! Vacation—gotta diet!"
"Ye-na, what fat?"
"Bikini!"
"Real bikini?"
"You?"
"Dunno... Bikini embarrassing..."
"Im Dda! Your body's bikini perfection—I'd flaunt!"
"Ye-na! Your body, I'd rock bikini confident!"
"What?!"
Chatting beach vacation with boyfriends and seniors in two months, Da-bin and Ye-na parted.