Netorase Ignited - Part 2 (Branch Point 03)

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Da-bin had climaxed from Choi Hyun-woo's touch. Her panties were already soaked with the juices flowing from her pussy.

But Choi Hyun-woo didn't let her rest after just one orgasm. He laid her down and started stripping off her bottoms.

"Hyun-woo oppa!"

"Da-bin, it's fine—it's fine!"

Da-bin bent her legs, putting up a feeble resistance. But Choi Hyun-woo grabbed her thighs and roughly spread her legs apart.

"Oppa! Ugh, seriously!"

"Hey now! Im-tta! Relax?"

Choi Hyun-woo forced her legs open with brute strength and yanked off her panties too.

"Eek! Oppa!"

Da-bin's pussy was now fully exposed. Choi Hyun-woo marveled at her pristine mound, not a single hair in sight.

"Whoa—Da-bin, you're the real deal, huh?"

"Oppa! Stop it for real!"

Da-bin yelled at the teasing Choi Hyun-woo, continuing her weak protests.

"You're soaking wet, Da-bin."

"Hiiing... Oppa, don't look!"

She covered her pussy with her still-free hands. It was a light resistance, but every little action from Da-bin was getting in his way. He wasn't going all out either, matching her half-hearted pushback.

Just like how Da-bin was leaving room for netorase by thinking of Do-yoon, Choi Hyun-woo was holding back his full strength to maintain some last shred of propriety.

But the sight of her clean pussy flesh broke him. His expression hardened in an instant.

"Da-bin. Just once?"

His serious tone made it clear the playfulness was over. Da-bin flinched at the anger in his voice.

Oppa making that face... it's a first. Should I call Do-yoon oppa now...? What do I do...?

I shouldn't have started this netorase stuff... I was just teasing Do-yoon oppa and made things huge... Hiiing... How do I fix this...?

Da-bin's face stiffened. Tears welled up in her big eyes, ready to spill.

Choi Hyun-woo wasn't the type to push her into ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the worst possible outcome. He was easygoing and adaptable. Seeing Da-bin shrink like a scared puppy, he switched back to his usual laid-back, lighthearted grin.

"Im-tta! Just kidding— you gonna make oppa out to be a total asshole?"

"..."

"Our Im-tta's eyes are getting all teary?"

"Ah! Seriously! You're so annoying!"

Thwack! Thwack!

Da-bin kicked her slender ankles, pounding his chest.

"Ow! Oppa hurts! Da-bin!"

"Seriously, what kind of guy are you?"

"Sorry, sorry, Da-bin! But this is kinda your fault too?"

"I'm calling Do-yoon oppa!"

"Wait!"

Choi Hyun-woo grabbed Da-bin as she tried to sit up. He used real strength this time—half-serious—and she couldn't budge.

"O... Oppa!"

"Da-bin. Just let me put it in once... Oppa’s dying here..."

"Ahht!"

Choi Hyun-woo shoved her back onto the bed and mounted her.

"Da-bin. I'll talk to Do-yoon! He's a total netorase freak!"

"Hnggh! Ah, oppa!"

Choi Hyun-woo figured it was time for a speed run. Thrust in, finish, done. He pressed his rock-hard cock against her entrance and slammed it home.

"Urghht!"

"Ahhk!"

Da-bin took her first cock from a man other than her boyfriend Do-yoon. The unfamiliar intrusion made her mind hazy.

I'm really screwed now...

She felt groggy, like she'd been hit with a daze debuff. Choi Hyun-woo savored her tight walls.

"Haa... Da-bin. You're squeezing so tight..."

"Ahhng..."

"Da-bin. How'd Do-yoon last with this? It's gripping too hard."

"O... Oppa... Hnnght! D-don't say weird stuff..."

"Haa... Our Im-tta feels too good."

"Ahhk!"

Choi Hyun-woo gradually picked up the pace of his hips. He relished her walls against his glans and shaft.

Whoa... fuck. At this rate, I'll blow way too fast.

Gotta go slow!

In missionary, savoring her pussy, his eyes fell on her breasts.

Suck on those tits to buy time.

Choi Hyun-woo reached for her chest.

Smack!

But Da-bin swatted his hand away.

"Da-bin?"

"Ch-chest... don't touch..."

"Tch... Is it 'cause I messed with your tits before?"

"Haa... If you're gonna say weird shit, pull out!"

Da-bin pushed his body with both hands during his lapse in guard. But it was futile. With his cock buried inside, she couldn't shake him off.

Squeak! Ngh!

Choi Hyun-woo grunted cutely at her straining efforts and started thrusting.

No touching tits, so kissing's out too? Pound fast and keep her off-balance.

Squelch! Squelch!

Her pussy juices made lewd friction sounds. He was in bliss from her slick, gripping heat.

Fuck... this is delicious.

Squelch! Squelch!

As his pistoning continued, Da-bin gave up resisting and accepted it.

He kept thrusting while spewing dirty talk.

"Haa... Da-bin. You only let Do-yoon taste this deliciousness? Kinda jealous."

"Your pussy's squeezing my cock so tight, gonna make me cum quick."

"Da-bin, can oppa suck your tits just once?"

"Whoa... Da-bin tastes so good."

"Cum this time, doggy next?"

His vulgar words teased her. His cock scraped her walls with varying intensity.

Finally, Da-bin shuddered through another orgasm from his pounding.

"Aaaht! Hyu... Hyun-woo... oppa!"

"Haa! Oppa’s cumming!"

Spurt! Splurt! Spuuurt!

Choi Hyun-woo flooded the condom with semen, feeling an illicit thrill like never before.

Da-bin, having taken another man for the first time, was drained of mental and physical energy, going limp.

I tried not to feel it... but I did... What now...?

Defenseless Da-bin. Choi Hyun-woo spoke to her.

"Hey. Im-tta. Call Do-yoon?"

"Don't!"

"Why? He'd love it."

"Hyun-woo oppa... shut up!"

"I'll text him."

"Oppa!"

Da-bin forced herself up to stop him, but he'd already sent it.

"Ugh, seriously! Oppa, that's too much!"

She'd boldly provoked him with handjob play promises to Do-yoon, but facing the reveal was humiliating.

Tears burst out. Her big eyes brimmed over.

"Hiiing... Hyun-woo oppa's too mean..."

"Da-bin..."

Choi Hyun-woo hugged the tearful, defeated Da-bin and patted her.

"I dunno... seriously... Oppa takes responsibility..."

"Of course! I'll take responsibility! Don't worry, Im-tta! I'll explain everything to Do-yoon?"

"Hiiing..."

"Da-bin, no tears. Let's go another round. Do-yoon'll like that more."

Overwhelmed, Da-bin surrendered her body. Choi Hyun-woo slid back into her pussy.

Da-bin at Choi Hyun-woo's place for round two. I'm waiting for her to call me to pick her up.

But no contact. What's happening at that bastard's house? Is he really dead set on fucking Da-bin today?

No way the enema prick went too, right? Even deep in netorase, seeing Da-bin taken by those two might snap me.

Even just Hyun-woo is overwhelming right now.

Lost in wild fantasies, my phone buzzed.

Bzzz!

Not Da-bin—Choi Hyun-woo.

Reading his text, my eyes twitched, hands shaking.

After countless regressions and netorase, this rage felt ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠foreign. Different from what I felt with Jae-min or Jun-seo.

What would I do barging into Choi Hyun-woo's place? I couldn't picture it.

I stood at his door using the address he gave.

Opening this door means seeing Da-bin. What’s she doing now...?

Like how she always degraded me, is she giving her body to Hyun-woo...?

Imagining her handjob was hot enough to try once, but facing the real scene made my chest ache.

My feet wouldn't move.

But I had to go. This was all because of me. If I can't handle this, I might never regress to a normal past.

I opened the door and stepped inside.

Her shoes and his, side by side in the entryway. Irritation surged.

Fueled by it, I entered the room. There they were—man and woman before me.

On the bed. Da-bin's pussy locked with Choi Hyun-woo's crotch.