Pure Love and Popcorn
Twenty-eight sessions in, and *now* we’re doing pure, romantic sex? That’s hardcore, man. Seriously hardcore! Let’s rewind to the past, back to right after the dream-sex with Yeongseon-nuna.
“Ah, today was great, too...”
The intense, steamy sex with the dream-version of Yeongseon-nuna was truly top-tier. The pleasure I felt when I climaxed while breaking her hymen was absolutely immense. I’d already had a bathroom session with body wash, but after sleeping for a bit, I was fully recovered. Since there was still plenty of Saturday left, should I go for another round with Yerim?
However, Yerim, who had just opened her eyes beside me, had a complicated expression on her face. The dream was great today, so why is she like this?
“Is something wrong? We were really turned on and had a great time today, too.”
“No... I’m just not fully awake yet...”
Yerim was worried. Since we were connected through the dream passage, Yeongseon-unni must have had the exact same dream today... If she had stared intently at Kangmin-oppa’s cock after the first connection, she couldn’t even imagine what she might do the second time we connected. She really felt like she was going to ask him to date her.
As she was deep in serious thought, Kangmin chimed in.
“Oh, Yerim. I have to go somewhere for three days and two nights starting Monday.”
“Are you going to see Yeongseon-unni?”
As if that would happen. I explained the reserve forces training to her simply. I told her that after being conscripted into the military and discharged, you still have to go every year, and the state punishes you if you don’t.
“Originally, it was called student reserve training, so I only had to go for eight hours.”
The day before Yerim was supposed to go to her student reserve training, she cried her eyes out because the club president was bullying her. I drank with her to comfort her, and that day, while soothing the sobbing Yerim, I fell head over heels for her. I ended up drinking way too much, and after putting the completely passed-out Yerim in a taxi, I went home and didn’t wake up until two in the afternoon. It’s a ridiculous story.
“Was it because of me that you couldn’t go to the reserve training...? I’m sorry, Oppa...”
Yerim clung to me with a sad expression. Uh, how should I put this? It’s not bad.
“What should I do? I didn’t even know... It’s not much of a repayment, but.”
A soft kiss landed on my cheek. My face suddenly flushed red. Her eyes, like the night sky, looking at me with such genuine gratitude, shook my heart. Yerim pulled the blanket up and tucked herself right into the same one as me. Her breath tickled my cheek. She looked up at me as if she couldn’t bear how much she loved me.
“I really like that you’re so kind, Oppa. You comforted me when I cried. You cared for me.”
“Ah, no, it’s nothing. I like you, so it’s only natural.”
“I like you too, Oppa.”
With that, she hugged my waist and buried her face in my neck. Her silky hair tickled my chest. *I like you, I like you, I like you...* It was a phrase that seemed to ring through the world. Like an echo reverberating through the world, it drifted intensely through my heart. I didn’t believe it when people said they’d get an erection just from holding hands, but it turned out to be true.
“...”
This time, Yerim just blushed and stared at my towering member. What is this? This was a bit new. It was a truly innocent reaction. One I’d never experienced before.
‘Yeongseon-unni... what should I really do...’
Yerim’s head was so complicated because of Yeongseon that she didn’t have the room to act. She was just reacting blankly to whatever came to mind. And Kangmin liked that side of her even more. It would have been better if she had been like this all the time. It was a blunder to try and peek at Kangmin’s collection and attempt to act. If Yerim had known, she would have asked, “Don’t you like it when I become a nymphomaniac at the end?” but that wasn’t it. It was the process of falling into depravity, feeling ashamed and humiliated, that I liked!
Yerim had shown me many lewd things in dreams, but the targets were goblins or imps. Because they were creatures with simple desires, Yerim just thought that being lewd for the sake of being lewd was what I liked. Unfortunately.
‘Why am I so turned on today...’
Not knowing those circumstances, I changed positions and kissed Yerim’s lips. I bit her lip slightly, and when I inserted my tongue into her mouth, Yerim sucked on it softly. This time, she inserted her tongue into my mouth. I licked it softly as well. We slowly explored each other’s mouths. Our hands clung tightly to each other’s waists, unwilling to let go. We continued to kiss, exhaling shallow breaths through our noses. By the time we knew exactly what each other’s saliva tasted like, our mouths parted. A silver bridge of saliva stretched between our lips.
Just as Yerim usually did for me, I kissed various parts of her body. I moistened her skin lightly with saliva, feeling like I was stamping her with moisture. The pleasant scent of body wash wafted from every part of her body. She would laugh as if ticklish and squirm, but when I kissed her sensitive spots, she let out light gasps. Her snow-white neck, the curves of her breasts, her navel, the sensitive skin where her thighs met her lower abdomen, the inside of her thighs...
I roughly knew which parts felt good when Yerim caressed me. When I did the same to her, Yerim’s body twisted left and right. Come to think of it, there was that thing about leaving a hickey—how do you do that? They said you just had to press down and suck. To test it out, I moved up to her upper chest and sucked hard once. Yerim let out a nasal sound that was a mix of pain and excitement. Strange, it doesn’t look like a mark is being left. Even when I pulled away, I couldn’t see anything. Just saliva, glistening.
I moved to different spots and sucked a few more times. Why isn’t it appearing?
“Oppa... hickeys take a little while to show up...”
Just as she said, the places where I had pressed my lips slowly changed color. Red bruises appeared in various places on her left breast. I hadn’t intended to leave this many. As I panicked, Yerim hugged me tightly.
“It’s okay, Oppa. It’s a mark that shows you like me...”
And then, Yerim bit and sucked on my neck. It was much stronger than the intensity with which I had sucked. I let out a groan, but it was a while before Yerim pulled away.
“Hehehe, I left a mark on you too, Oppa. Should I show it off when I go to reserve training?”
It was truly like the sex of sticky lovers. I couldn’t hold back and moved my body between Yerim’s legs. My erect member swayed up and down. When I pressed the glans against the slit, Yerim’s body shuddered with tension. As I put strength into my waist, the tip slowly pushed through the vaginal walls. The entrance gripped my glans tightly. Although there was plenty of lubrication, Yerim winced. I asked if it hurt and slowly adjusted my speed. Yerim shook her head.
“It hurts... but it feels good...”
I didn’t thrust hard on purpose, just moving back and forth up to the middle of my shaft, and Yerim’s expression slowly relaxed. Even so, her pussy was still gripping my lower half tightly.
“Kangmin-oppa... I like you...”
She lifted her neck and kissed me. Every time my cock entered her body, she pulled on my tongue and sucked. When I pulled out, she let go of my tongue, and when I pushed in, she sucked. Seeing Yerim panting beneath me, I didn’t feel like doing hardcore dirty talk today. I didn’t want to call her a slutty pussy, tell her she was loose, or call her a cum-dumpster instead of her name... Instead, I kissed her ear and whispered quietly that I liked her. As I did, I thrust hard, twisting my waist and stirring her inside.
Stirring her tight insides brought an intense stimulation.
“Hnnnggg-♥♥♥!!!”
“Did you cum?”
Yerim’s reaction to hearing that I liked her was fresh. Her lower half spasmed and tightened. She seemed to be excited even by the words that I liked her, as I could feel my cock being covered in her fluids.
“Liar... You only say you like me at times like this, but you think of me like a toy the rest of the time...”
Well, I also thought that if I treated her this well now, the gap would be bigger when we did hardcore stuff later, so it would be even more exciting. But for now, I wanted to do it romantically.
“No, really. I really like you, Yerim.”
With that, I thrust my waist once more, stirring Yerim’s insides like rowing a boat. This time, she seemed to feel an even greater orgasm, and her waist jolted.
“Haaaaaaah♥!!”
Thin tears welled up in Yerim’s eyes after she’d come twice. She pleaded with me.
“Do you like me? If you like me, Oppa... cum inside me... I want to be creampied by you...”
Alright, I was almost there too. I picked up the pace and pounded away inside Yerim’s soaked insides. My cock, as thick as a banana, was great for feeling and making her feel. While I rocked my waist, Yerim licked my ear. She whispered lewd things and even caressed the inside of my ear canal with her tongue.
“Oppa, cum, please cum. I want to receive your semen-”
I’m coming, I’m coming- Along with Yerim’s third climax, I tightened my lower half. My semen was fired, hitting the inside of Yerim’s vagina. Yerim used her legs and arms to wrap around me with her whole body. She moved rhythmically, clenching and releasing her pussy to receive the remaining semen inside her. Even then, she didn’t stop kissing me. Pure love sex... it wasn’t as bad as I thought.
Panting, I kissed Yerim’s neck. It was a satisfying session.
***
We’d already had sex twice. Should we enjoy the weekend together this time? Cold beer, and...
“Hmm-?”
I turned my head at the popping sound Yerim made. A savory, fragrant smell I’d never smelled before. She approached me and stood side-by-side in front of the microwave, peering inside.
“What is this?”
“Ah, it’s popcorn. You probably haven’t seen it before.”
Pop, pop, pop! The bag shook as it continued to make small popping sounds. This time, the bag shook vigorously, as if a large amount had popped.
“Eek!”
Yerim let out a cute scream and grabbed my arm. Even so, her eyes didn’t leave the popcorn bag. It really is fascinating the first time you see it. It’s fun to just put it in and watch it blankly.
“Hee...”
Yerim’s eyes sparkled. Bathed in the warm light of the microwave, she wore a soft expression I’d never seen before. I felt a strange sensation. How should I put it? It was just as good as doing something lewd. I held Yerim’s hand tighter and watched the popcorn popping.
We got dressed, brought the popcorn and beer, and sat on the bed. When Yerim asked what we were going to do, I explained that we were going to watch a movie. I wanted to rewatch a movie I liked. I also wondered if Yerim would like it. And I wanted to feel like we were on a date.
When I turned on the beam projector, Yerim gasped in awe. I may be poor, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have dreams! It was a makeshift movie theater where I’d received a projector from a friend and was projecting it onto beige wallpaper because I didn’t have space to install a screen, but it was enough to excite Yerim.
As the movie started and the speakers boomed, Yerim’s reaction was off the charts.
“Wow, a dream within a dream? I thought only my unni used things like that!”
“A totem? I’ve never even thought about using an object like that. That’s smart.”
“Uh, uh? The road is moving!”
“Then he was trapped there for 200 years? That’s pitiful!!”
“...Isn’t there a succubus among the humans? How do they explain the dream world so well?”
“Ack! So is this inside the dream or outside?”
Yerim chattered for a long time even after the movie ended. I shared the parts I liked and we chatted. That guy is Joseph Gordon-Levitt, I like him because he’s shameless. Yerim, what would you make if you had to make a totem? How many times have you seen this, Oppa? You were muttering the lines in the middle, right? I’ve even watched all the director interviews for this, and if you ask whether the ending is a dream or reality, what’s correct is...
After chatting for a long time, eating dinner, and lying down on the bed, I thought to myself. Ah, to think I have to leave Yerim behind and go to reserve training, it’s just too sad...