Chapter 6
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: Scenario 1: Lovers
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"No..."
I was pondering whether I needed to go out and buy some condoms when U Dayoung groped through the pitch-black darkness and found my cheek.
"Did you want it that badly?"
"Yeah, like crazy."
I answered right away, like someone parched for sex. I could sense a glimmer of hope in her words.
"Then tomorrow after work, pick some up on the way home. How's that?"
She shattered that hope instantly, which was a problem.
With my excitement revved up to the max, there was no way I could sleep like this.
I rubbed my forehead and said seriously,
"How about using your breasts, then?"
"Huh? M-my breasts? Why?"
She sounded utterly baffled.
"Can I be honest?"
First, since I'd already gotten her top off, I nestled into her sweet breasts and spoke.
I lowered my voice to sound dejected, clinging to her chest like a child, and she seemed to pick up on it, patting my back as she asked,
"What is it...?"
I seized the moment.
"The truth is..."
I let all the strength drain from my voice and dove into the act.
"It's been a long time since we started dating, Dayoung..."
"Yeah."
She listened earnestly to my serious tone.
Maybe because the lights were off and darkness had settled in, she was even more focused.
For a conversation like this, I didn't have to worry about discomfort.
"We've always done it the same way..."
"Yeah... so?"
She seemed to have a guess what I was getting at; her voice was soft but trembling.
I loosened my arms around her and pulled back slightly as I said,
"Lately, we haven't even been doing that... The truth is... it's too... No..."
She flinched once while focusing on my voice and words.
Maybe because she'd never seen this side of her boyfriend Kim Woohyun.
She grabbed my cheeks from the space between us.
"What is it? Tell me... You mean because it's always the same...?"
"..."
A brief silence.
As awkwardness started to flow, I spoke up.
"I'm getting tired of it now... I'm starting to give up... I know it's embarrassing and shameful and sorry of me to be like this just for sex, so I couldn't tell you, Dayoung..."
It was soul-crushing voice acting.
I calmly waited for U Dayoung's reaction.
I couldn't see her face with the lights off, but her hands gripping my cheeks were trembling.
It was subtle, but in the silent space, it felt like thunder.
"...I'm sorry..."
Unlike before, I could tell she was deeply immersed.
That made me realize stories mattered, but so did the environment for immersion.
If she could see my face, she couldn't focus as her boyfriend.
"...It's okay. Let's just sleep."
I tested the waters one more time here. I peeled her hands off, turned my back, and pretended to sleep.
My utterly deflated voice probably came across to her as a man who'd given up everything, in crisis mode.
It wasn't discomfort—it was her boyfriend's serious troubles.
"Woohyun... so... You're my first boyfriend... and back then, you said it was okay if we didn't..."
Meaning, in seven years of dating, we'd only ever done straight-up penetration.
"Woohyun... we were each other's firsts. I didn't know you were struggling like this... I thought it was normal for everyone..."
"No... it's fine."
We'd met at twenty, and she'd even waited through his military service.
Being each other's firsts, it was natural our sex was clumsy.
No wonder her skills hadn't improved, stuck in that rut.
The tips of U Dayoung's fingers touched my back.
"Sh-should I use my breasts...? I don't know how..."
If I reacted right away, it'd seem too easy and ramp up discomfort, so I shook my head.
"No... really, it's fine. You don't have to."
But I put strong emphasis on the last part.
Like I'd given up on everything, preparing for a breakup.
She'd quit her job to follow her boyfriend here—end it like this?
After spending their entire twenties together?
"..."
I felt her breathing grow ragged from behind. Her voice sounded on the verge of tears.
At this point, I turned over and touched her cheek.
"Dayoung, you know my love for you never changes. But... I guess I started thinking physical love counts too... Sorry, something's wrong with me."
I pulled her trembling body into my arms.
The feeling of her soft breasts squishing against me was exquisite.
"Sorry... I didn't know you felt that way, really..."
I held her quietly. She hugged me back, gathered her thoughts for a moment, and finally spoke.
"Should I use my breasts...? We can switch things up one by one. Don't get tired..."
"...You hate it. I don't want to make you do what you hate."
This time, I soothed her with a gentle voice.
Though inside, I was screaming please.
Luckily, the breakup vibe shocked her too much. She shook her head and said,
"Nooo, I'll do it with my breasts."
"Really...?"
"Yeah... How do I do it...?"
"I-I'm new to this too..."
I almost explained in detail.
I etched Kim Woohyun's image in my mind and we fumbled into position awkwardly.
"L-like this?"
I had her kneel on the floor by the bed, and I sat on the edge, pulling my pants down.
"H-here...?"
Unable to see, she groped up my thigh and touched my now rock-hard cock.
"...?"
She flinched and pulled away upon grabbing my lava-hot cock.
"...Why?"
I couldn't understand why she'd mess up a sure thing.
"It-it's... nooo... it feels a bit different..."
She grabbed my too-thick-to-fit-in-one-hand cock again and tilted her head in the dark.
"Since I said I'd use my breasts... you're super excited... Sorry, does it make me sound like a perv?"
I mimicked Kim Woohyun. Apparently, his size was different from mine.
"Nooo, it's fine."
The good thing about a long-term relationship was she wouldn't be fazed by much.
Since she'd never done this, she clumsily sandwiched my cock between her breasts.
"Like this...?"
"Yeah... up and down..."
I spoke as gently and awkwardly as possible, like a virgin trying it for the first time.
It frustrated me to talk like this, but no choice.
A friend's girlfriend giving me a titjob—I knew I was trash, but damn, it was worth it.
Smooth...
She awkwardly gripped her full, snow-white, fluffy breasts and started moving them up and down.
"Hmm..."
It wasn't nearly enough to make me cum, but that didn't matter.
'Actually, this is better.'
Either way, I was the one taking her paizuri first.
Plus, the clumsy movements meant I could enjoy it longer.
"H-hurts a bit..."
She said after a few strokes.
"If it's hard, you can stop."
I lowered my voice again.
"...Nooo..."
I knew U Dayoung's personality well. She was bright and great with banter usually, but inherently kind-hearted.
After years of soaking in that familiar voice and affection, a cold word would be hard to adjust to.
Smooth, smooth.
She mustered strength and moved her breasts again.
Her hands slipped, so she readjusted; every jiggle made her hips buck, and soon her breathing grew heavy.
"Hoo... haa..."
Her breaths echoed starkly in the quiet room.
"Mm..."
I propped myself on my elbows, leaning back a bit on the bed, and savored it.
"Haa... Does this really feel good?"
"Yeah, sorry for making you do this..."
"Nooo. Really fine."
"...I love you."
It was empty words, but I said it anyway.
Her movements paused at that.
"Pfft, you always said 'I love you' felt awkward and never said it, but now for this? Pervert."
"You're doing it even though you hate it, for the man you love. It's touching."
Even empty words—she took them to heart.
Smooth. Smooth.
Her breasts felt like warm clouds enveloping me.
So huge, my cock was fully wrapped, getting soft stimulation.
Just the tip peeking out.
"Huu... ha... hu..."
No technique, so she moved her whole body—her breaths naturally grew ragged.
"Maybe 'cause it's breasts... you're lasting extra long today... Size feels different too..."
"Bigger than usual?"
"Mmm. Haa..."
I wanted to savor more, but for her sake as she tired, I made a request.
"I'm close... Can you go faster?"
"Mm..."
At "I'm close," she gripped her breasts tight and stroked up and down fast.
Already hard for so long, I was sensitive; soon, thick-smelling semen rose from deep in my balls.
"Ngh..."
With a short groan, I erupted.
Gush!
Gush!
Thick, pungent semen in huge amounts sprayed from the tip peeking between her breasts.
Drip.
It splattered into the air, landing on her breasts, neck, and face.
"Mmm... the smell..."
"Thanks."
I reached out from the bed, smearing the semen on her face.
"Ahh~ Nooo! Hng..."
She whined cutely—something she'd never shown me—and pulled back.
"Ugh... so sticky..."
She made a sour face, but I'd finally gotten a refreshing release after so long.
The next day.
U Dayoung woke me after getting up.
"Woohyun, time to head to work~."
"Ah, yeah."
Swish.
She'd drawn the curtains, already showered and changed, and come to wake me.
"Siu might say something, so I'll head in first~. Come right after, okay?"
"Yeah."
Seeing that plump ass made my dick twitch again, but I couldn't stop her.
Beep.
After she left first, I rushed to the living room and opened the hidden scenario book.