The Monday Confession That Never Was
Yerim was the first to smear a generous amount of gel from between Youngsun’s buttocks onto her fingers. Then, she began to massage Youngsun’s anus with a gentle, rhythmic touch. "Wait, wait a minute... you said this was just masturbation...!" Youngsun, not knowing what to do, leaned her head against Yerim’s neck and let out a moan. This was only the second time anyone’s finger had entered her backside. She still couldn't get used to it. The sticky, velvet-like sensation. It was a feeling entirely different from masturbation—the inability to control the movement, the sensation of being touched when she hadn't even asked for it.
"But I think Kangmin-oppa would like it even more if we did it like this, don't you?" Youngsun tried to pull her body forward to escape the pleasure radiating from her backside, but Yerim’s free hand immediately began to tease her clitoris. Caught between the inescapable pleasure from both front and back, Youngsun twisted her waist. She let out a soft, "Ah... ah..." but Yerim silenced her lips with a deep kiss. Youngsun’s firm, toned body was being toyed with by Yerim’s fingers.
The sight of two women as beautiful as celebrities tangled together in a lewd, shameless kiss made Kangmin’s cock stand rigid. "Wait... just a moment...♥" Youngsun trembled violently as her mouth, anus, and clitoris were stimulated all at once. She found the stimulation of her well-lubricated backside particularly intoxicating. Watching her, Kangmin let out a low chuckle.
"Noona, if you want to get fucked, you’d better make Yerim finish first, don't you think?"
"Ye-Yerim has to finish before me... so that you'll fuck me...?"
Under normal circumstances, she would have blushed and snapped, "Who said I wanted to be fucked?" but her mouth, conquered by the sheer intensity of the pleasure, was being honest. Youngsun managed to regain a shred of focus and gently inserted her middle finger into Yerim’s anus. Yerim’s tongue, which had been busy kissing her, gave a sharp twitch. Yerim was just as aroused as she was. *'I... I’m going to be the one who gets fucked...♥ I’ll let him fuck me until my ass can’t close anymore...♥'*
Youngsun imagined herself being penetrated and gripped Yerim’s buttocks tightly. Red handprints stood out vividly against her pale skin. Saliva dripped from their lips, sticking to their heaving chests. They were racing to see who would reach the peak first, teasing each other’s anuses. It was Youngsun who reached her limit first. The shame of having her sensitive backside touched by another woman was burning through her brain. As Yerim’s fingers picked up speed, Youngsun begged, "Yerim, just once, please let me win this time... You, you have sex with Kangmin all the time anyway-♥"
But Yerim’s fingers didn't stop their wet, squelching rhythm. Slowly, Youngsun’s waist began to lift. The louder the squelching sounds became, the higher Youngsun rose onto her tiptoes. "Wait, wait a minute-♥" Youngsun’s body trembled as she clung to Yerim. Her sphincter spasmed, tightly gripping Yerim’s fingers. A moment later, the strength drained from Youngsun’s body, and she collapsed onto the bed. The juices flowing from her pussy had soaked all the way to her knees.
"Wow, you really went out with a bang."
Youngsun gasped for air, lacking the strength to even cover herself. She felt like she might die of embarrassment. Then, her eyes widened. Kangmin was spreading her legs apart, bringing his cock—swollen with blood from the lesbian show—right up to her anus. "Wait... I, I lost. I told you I lost! Not me, do it with Yerim..."
"Actually, no matter who won, I was going to cum in your ass anyway, Noona."
Kangmin laughed and shoved his thick, arm-sized member into her anus. There was no resistance, but having her already-sensitive backside, raw from her recent climax, rammed by such a massive object was closer to torture. But Kangmin showed no mercy, driving it in deep to the root. Her thoroughly soaked sphincter stretched wide, sending a sensation that was impossible to distinguish between pain and pleasure throughout her entire lower abdomen. "Just a moment, please, just a moment..." She waved her hands in a plea, but Yerim had already brought a towel, binding Youngsun’s wrists and pinning them under her legs so she couldn't move. While doing so, Yerim stroked her own slit, enjoying herself as well. "Doesn't it turn you on even more when I tie you up, Unnie?"
Yerim kissed Youngsun’s lips repeatedly. She timed her tongue to plunge deep into Youngsun’s mouth exactly when Kangmin’s cock drove deep into her backside. Being rhythmically assaulted from both the mouth and the anus, Youngsun was on the verge of losing her mind. The fact that she was being fucked while completely unable to move was incredibly arousing. *Thrust, thrust!* The arm-sized object pierced through Youngsun’s ass. The violent movement, hitting the back of her womb, made every single nerve ending in her rectum scream to life. She could feel the sheer size of Kangmin’s cock, and her rectum seemed to be molding itself to his shape. She tightened her sphincter for the sake of her orgasm. The contraction sent an immense wave of pleasure through her. Endorphins exploded in her brain, granting her an intense climax. When the pleasure became too much, tears began to flow. Youngsun wept as she came for Kangmin. "I came, I came-! Just let me rest for a second-"
Then, his cock was pulled out. *Ah, so he’s letting me rest. Thank goodness...* But the cock that had just pulled out headed straight for Youngsun’s virgin pussy. And then, just once, he drove it in deep. After tearing through her hymen and reaching the deepest part, he began to ejaculate. She could feel his cock, pressed against her cervix, pulsing and throbbing as he came. He was using her virgin pussy like a tissue to wipe off his cum. Kangmin collapsed on top of Youngsun’s body, squeezing out every last drop of his seed. "You... bad bastard..." Having sacrificed her virginity for the sake of a final two-second thrust, Youngsun lay limp on the bed. She no longer had the strength to move. As Kangmin pulled his waist back, a mixture of white, cloudy fluid and blood trickled out of her pussy. "Blood...? Why... is there blood..." *I’m not a first-timer, am I? Why is there blood? Why does it hurt a little? It’s my second time... wait? Second time?* Youngsun tried to hold onto her fading consciousness, but her body, teased to the absolute limit, demanded rest. Yerim and Kangmin lay down side by side with Youngsun in the middle. Since all three had experienced extreme arousal, their parasympathetic nervous systems activated, slowly causing their bodies to go limp...
Youngsun opened her eyes. It was her room. It was one o'clock in the afternoon. She must have fallen asleep while trying to text Kangmin, as her chat window was filled with a string of meaningless characters. Her chest must have been hitting the keys. She looked to the side. No one was lying there. *Ding, ding.* A message arrived. It was from Kangmin.
Was the sex just a dream again? Youngsun turned her stiff head and replied.
She tried to sound cold on purpose, but Kangmin didn't care at all.
Youngsun threw her phone aside and lay there blankly. Her lower body, her ass, ached. Compared to the intensity of the dream, it felt like nothing had been fulfilled. She was thirsty. Youngsun downed a 500ml bottle of water she’d kept in the fridge. But the thirst didn't go away. Youngsun crumpled the plastic bottle. After throwing it, she paused for a beat. "Damn it! I’m just going to confess on Monday!!!!!!!!" *I’ll see him face-to-face on Monday and confess right away! I can’t be satisfied with just these kinds of dreams! I don't care if Yerim is really a relative or a girlfriend, I just want to have sex!!!!!! I want to be fucked violently from front to back!!!* Having experienced two dream-fakes, Youngsun was on the verge of going insane. She wanted to contact Kangmin and call him out right now, but if she saw his face, she might just beat him down and use him as a living dildo. *The affair with Kangmin is just a dream. The real Kangmin has no fetishes and is an innocent kid, so I absolutely shouldn't do that...* To suppress her sexual desire, Youngsun ran 10km on the road before coming back inside. Only then was she able to escape her agony, if only slightly. But as time passed, the intense desire surged again. Youngsun ran a total of 50km over Saturday and Sunday.
***
'Ah, this bastard, why isn't he here yet...' After arriving at work, Youngsun sat at the PC cafe counter, her legs shaking uncontrollably. She hadn't been this nervous even right before the national championship finals, right before the bell rang. *Why am I so nervous over just asking to be fuck buddies..! Stop, just stop!* She was hitting her own legs when the chime rang. Kangmin was here! Youngsun steadied her trembling heart and flashed a bright smile. "Kangmin, you're he-"
The person who walked in was the manager, Hojun-oppa. "Oh, Youngsun, you're here? You’ve been coming in early lately?" Youngsun was shocked. It was hard to accept the reality that the twenty-three-year-old college student with the big cock had been replaced by a thirty-five-year-old man who smoked cigarettes. *What?* In a state of confusion, Youngsun asked, "Eh? Wasn't Kangmin supposed to be working today?"
"Oh, he was supposed to, but he went to the reserve forces training. He said he couldn't come in for three days and two nights because of the mobilization training?"
Youngsun closed her eyes. *This must be a dream... My resolve... My determination... Where did it all go...?* Her firmly set heart was crumbling in real-time. *Ah... please... reserve forces training, what is this? But Kangmin is a student? Why is he going to mobilization training instead of student reserve forces? Is he an idiot? What on earth is happening?* She collapsed onto the counter in despair at the sudden change in circumstances, when another customer walked in. She barely managed to lift her head to greet them. A girl wearing the leggings she had given as a gift. Her hair was flowing. It was Yerim.