Date-1 (Branch Point 03)

Exhausted from handling both me and Choi Hyun-woo, Da-bin had fallen asleep before I knew it. She breathed softly in her sleep. Even her breathing was cute.

Leaving the sleeping Da-bin be, Choi Hyun-woo approached me.

"Do-yoon, you were super turned on, huh?"

"You psycho, watch your mouth."

"Come on, don't be like that. Be honest—you loved it too, right?"

"..."

"If you're uncomfortable, we can stop anytime. But honestly, Da-bin is amazing. No matter how I look at it."

"What bullshit are you spouting now?"

"Out of all the girls I've met, Da-bin feels it the best. She gets so wet too. You think so too, right, Do-yoon?"

Honestly, that bastard Choi Hyun-woo was right. But my pride wouldn't let me admit it straight up.

But did a guy who offered up his own girlfriend even have any pride left to lose? On top of that, I'd jerked off while watching him pound into Da-bin.

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Choi Hyun-woo had become the guy who knew all my dirty secrets.

So, the stance I should take was... to act even more brazen, right?

Shying away awkwardly every netorase session would just hand him the reins. Better to own it outright and put him beneath me.

I lowered my voice in response to the bastard trying to gauge my true feelings.

"What do you wanna hear, Hyun-woo? That you can have Da-bin again?"

"Do-yoon, any guy would wanna keep going with her. But she's been your girl since college, your fiancée even—it's not like I'm totally cool with it. I just wanna know if you enjoyed the netorase. If you wanna keep going. For real."

Choi Hyun-woo gave me a serious look.

In the end, my true intentions mattered to him too.

"Yeah. It got me hard as fuck. If it didn't, I wouldn't have allowed the netorase."

"Do-yoon, hearing you say that puts my mind at ease."

"You crazy fuck. But I did get pissed when you lifted her up earlier."

"Whoa, whoa... chill, Do-yoon. I did it 'cause I thought you'd like it more."

"Hyun-woo. If you wanna keep this up, play nice with me. Step out of line, and I'll deck you. Got it?"

"Of course! Trust me only, Do-yoon!"

"Asshole."

"Do-yoon. I think we could develop Da-bin even more... Mind if I take her on a one-day date?"

My dick twitched at Choi Hyun-woo's words about developing Da-bin further.

Honestly, Da-bin after that piledriver fuck with him was delicious. Her pussy, hypersensitive, was on another level from anything I'd felt before.

I'd tasted all sorts of netorase through regressions, but today's sex with Da-bin felt better than any before.

And if that body got even more developed... I couldn't even imagine the peak.

Plus, to earn more netorase points, I needed to bring in one more guy anyway.

In this situation, wouldn't it be good for Da-bin to awaken even more to her lust?

In the end, my thoughts converged on entrusting her to Choi Hyun-woo a bit more.

I answered him.

"Fine. But you know the lines you can't cross, right?"

"Thanks, Do-yoon! I'll respect them, obviously!"

"If Da-bin hates it, stop immediately."

"Got it! But Do-yoon."

"What?"

"Is touching her tits okay?"

Something I'd momentarily forgotten. Even through two netorase sessions with Choi Hyun-woo, Da-bin hadn't let him touch her breasts.

I knew why without asking. She'd told me last loop.

Even with her heightened lust from this regression branch point, Da-bin's feelings for me remained steadfast.

But the words out of my mouth went against her will.

"Handle that however you can, Hyun-woo."

"Sigh... For Da-bin, touching her tits is harder than pounding her..."

"You bastard. When did you say her tits looked small?"

"Ah—karma from back then? If I'd known this would happen, I never would've said that crap! Do-yoon, I'm legit jealous. You've sucked on those tits plenty, right?"

"You crazy fuck. Says the guy who fucked her—talking to her boyfriend like that?"

"Sorry, sorry!"

Before I knew it, Choi Hyun-woo and I were chatting casually like back in our university days.

Truth be told, the awkward tension between us lately had been unnatural. We'd always been this comfortable—netorase had just stiffened things up.

Of course, strictly speaking, I was still above him as friends go.

"Oppa, you sure it's really okay?"

Da-bin looked at me anxiously. She was probing my true feelings about Choi ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Hyun-woo's date request.

It was already settled between him and me, so I answered without hesitation.

"Yeah."

"Tch..."

Da-bin pouted, puffing her cheeks.

"A one-on-one date with Hyun-woo oppa—who knows what he'll do—and you're really fine with it?"

"Yeah, Da-bin."

"Oppa, you're terminally into netorase, huh?"

"It's 'cause you're too cute..."

"If your girlfriend's so cute, why tell her to meet other guys!"

"..."

"Oppa, you're hard again?!"

My dick reacted just to her mentioning netorase. She spotted the erection like a ghost.

"Uh... yeah..."

Da-bin's hand went to the front of my pants. She gazed at me seductively, whispering in a soft voice.

"Oppa... You liked that netorase at Hyun-woo oppa's house that much?"

"Uh... yeah."

"How was my pussy?"

She'd given me plenty of verbal degradation handjobs before, but this direct question about her pussy was new.

My dick twitched on its own at her saying "pussy" herself.

"Eek! Oppa, you just throbbed 'cause you're happy!"

"Guess so... Da-bin."

"Oppa needs a little punishment. No touching till you tell me how my pussy felt!"

"Da-bin..."

"Come on, Do-yoon oppa..."

She toyed with my dick then pulled her hand away, interrogating me. I was burning up from her touch, but loving the play itself.

"Warm... and wet..."

"More than usual?"

"Yeah..."

"Why was that?"

"..."

Da-bin leading me to a specific answer. As I got deeper into netorase obsession, she was getting better at this play too.

"Oppa. Answer?"

'Cuz... of Hyun-woo."

"Right answer, so I'll make you feel good with my hand?"

"Ah... Da-bin."

Da-bin pursed her lips and dripped saliva onto my dick. Clear, viscous drool stretching from her pale pink lips.

The sight alone was stimulating, but the slick feel on my glans made it even harder to hold back.

Squelch! Squelch!

She spread her saliva evenly over my dick. Then degraded me again.

"Oppa loves me with Hyun-woo oppa that much?"

"Ha... Da-bin..."

"Oppa. Answer?"

"Yes!"

With cum rising fast, I grimaced, holding back ejaculation.

Da-bin saw my face and paused her hand. She sat up, facing me.

After staring a moment, she leaned in and kissed me. Her tongue slipped into my mouth—so sweet and soft.

"Oppa... I felt it with Hyun-woo oppa, but you understand, so I like it too."

She dropped the degrading look, gazing at me tenderly now.

"Da-bin..."

"Oppa... I'll make sure you don't ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠worry too much."

Comforting me so I wouldn't fret over allowing her one-on-one with Hyun-woo. I'd pushed her into netorase, yet here she was, considerate of me.

Da-bin was so lovable.

"Sorry, Da-bin... Oppa must seem like such a perv."

"No... Oppa. Thanks to you, I'm feeling it more lately. And last time with you, you lasted way longer."

"My Da-bin's too lovable."

"Oppa..."

I couldn't hold back anymore and pounced on her. Ravaging her mouth, I thrust in.

But it was different from right after Choi Hyun-woo. Her pussy had been ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠scorching hot and sopping wet then—now it was her usual self.

Maybe because the stimulation was milder... I held out pretty well this time, cumming together with Da-bin.

The text from Da-bin came in the evening after work. Today was her one-on-one date with Choi Hyun-woo.

Sex was obviously on the menu. I replied while imagining all the things he'd do to her.

Da-bin read my reply. But no response came.

What was she doing now...?

The silent living room. The tick-tock of the clock made me antsy.

Hard as a rock, lost in fantasies. Then my phone buzzed.

Bzzz!

I snatched it up to check the text. But it wasn't from Da-bin or Choi Hyun-woo.

It was that otaku bastard Oh Han-gu. What was up? Maybe about the costume for Da-bin's next shoot—Choi Hyun-woo had mentioned consulting him.

I called him right away.

He'd asked if I could talk but wasn't picking up. The repeated ringing made me inexplicably nervous.

Should I try later? Just as I thought that, he answered.

"Do-yoon."

Oh Han-gu whispered like he was right in my ear.

"What's up?"

"I was torn whether to tell you... but I think you need to know..."

"What?"

"Well..."

Oh Han-gu began to explain.