The Morning After
"Why didn't you read my text?" Youngsun's voice was low and heavy. "I'm sorry, Noona. I was with Yerim, so I couldn't check my phone."
"...You're mean. Even if... you know... we're just partners. You could've stayed a little longer. You just left the moment it was over."
After having sex with Youngsun, I’d rushed out to check if Yerim’s mana had increased. Thinking about it now, I really had been a jerk. I scratched my head, feeling guilty. "I'm sorry. Yerim was pouting so much, I had to deal with her."
The lies flowed out smoothly.
"And you're not afraid of me pouting?" A playful laugh mixed into her tone. She sounded depressed, but I guess she wasn't actually that angry? I racked my brain, apologizing sincerely, when I heard the sound of wind over the phone. She wasn't at home? "Noona, are you outside right now?"
"Yeah, near your place. I just kept walking and ended up here. I'm in front of the GS."
It was one in the morning. Youngsun's heart must have been in a complicated state. "I'm coming out now."
I checked on the sleeping Yerim and slipped out. Youngsun was waiting under a streetlight. Her hair was slightly damp, as if she’d just showered. She was wearing an oversized white t-shirt and comfortable pants that reached her knees. She radiated a healthy, athletic beauty.
"It's late. It's dangerous out here."
"In this neighborhood at night, I'm probably the most dangerous person around."
That was true. As I approached, she suddenly wrapped her arms around my waist. The scent of her shampoo hit me instantly. "Whoa, Noona. What's this?"
"Just... I'm a bit dazed. Everything I dreamed of is actually happening. That thing... being messed up and taken from behind. It was a much more desperate dream than you’d think."
So that was it. Not knowing what to do, I chose to hug her back. "You know you're the first man I've ever had sex with, right?"
"Of course."
Thinking about it again, it was a massive deal. To take the virginity of a woman who had only ever kissed men before, by ravishing her ass and making her masturbate... I inhaled sharply at the excitement, and Youngsun’s grip tightened.
"So, I wanted to talk, to ask how it was for you. But once you finished, you just ran away like that?"
Ugh, gah! My spine, my pelvis, my ribs—everything started to creak under her squeeze. I felt like a Lego brick being crushed by a hydraulic press in a YouTube video. "I, I was wrong, Noona! Wait, it hurts, it hurts!!!"
Youngsun finally loosened her grip. To her, it was just playful, but I was in agony. As I tried to soothe my aching body, she looked up at me. Since our height difference was only about 8 centimeters, I could see her sparkling eyes clearly. It was the first time I’d seen her this close. Her breath tickled my cheek.
"...Well... I'll consider this 'neglect play' and forgive you just this once."
"I'm so grateful for that."
"You brat." Youngsun’s fingers pinched my side. I twisted and turned to avoid her, but she suddenly leaned in close. "Are you going to keep teasing me like this in the future?"
I had so many things I wanted to do. Things that would make a normal woman scream and run away. "Hmm, I have a lot in mind. Like kissing in the corner of an internet cafe tomorrow. Or going to an adult shop together this weekend to buy restraints for you to wear, or maybe a glass anal dildo? How about that?"
"Hey, how can you say such embarrassing things..."
Even as her face flushed red, Youngsun hugged me tighter, clearly liking the idea. The combination of imagining our weekend plans and her intoxicating scent made my sweatpants bulge. Sensing me pressing against her lower belly, Youngsun pulled our bodies even closer. She rubbed her hips against my cock, trapped between us.
"Did it feel good, having sex with my ass earlier?"
It felt incredible. "It did... I loved it too."
She closed her eyes and kissed my lips. I’d never seen this expression on her before. It was different from her usual playful, smiling self—it was the face of a female predator expecting something lewd. A face burning with a desperate desire for skinship, foreplay, and penetration. Our tongues tangled, saliva sliding between them. A refreshing scent of mint washed over me. We spent a long time exploring the curves of each other's mouths, our mucous membranes sticking together stickily—
"That's enough. If we keep going, I don't think I can hold back."
Youngsun pushed me away with a bright red face. She placed her hand over her lower abdomen. "I was originally going to beat you up a few times when I saw you... but after that kiss, the thought just vanished."
She was always so open and straightforward. That was her charm. She pressed down on her lower belly, looking at me with a dissatisfied expression. "...Didn't I tell you not to masturbate?"
"Only my clitoris and pussy. My ass or nipples are fine."
As soon as I said that, her nipples poked sharply against her t-shirt. It seemed her body had heated up from the lewd imagination on top of the excitement from the kiss. She was a perfect masochist who loved being teased with dirty talk. She hurriedly crossed her arms to cover her chest, but it was already too late. She turned her burning face away and took a step back. "I, I'm going."
"Should I walk you home?"
"Forget it. You must be tired, go inside and sleep."
Leaving only those words, she ran down the street like a train. She must have been doing a 12-second 100-meter dash. I dragged my tired body back upstairs. I was so... tired... The erection I’d had slowly subsided. What would happen to us now? I felt a thrill, but my head was a mess. Two-timing...? Multiple sex partners...? Polyamory? It was a relationship I’d never experienced before, and it made my head spin. If I wanted to have a lot of sex, I’d need to exercise more... Thinking that, I hugged Yerim and drifted off to sleep.
It was a dreamless sleep. But I woke up to a strange sensation. My crotch was ticklish. Especially the tip of my glans. It was warm and moist. *Umm—* I shook my groggy head and looked at the blanket. The blanket was wriggling. Then, a voice spoke.
"Oh, you're awake-?"
As I pulled back the blanket, Yerim was busy serving my cock with devotion. Her hair was messy from sleep, but her beauty remained as stunning as ever. Even though she couldn't even open her eyes properly, her tongue was skillful. Wasn't she just lovely?
While receiving the blowjob, I checked the time. Nine in the morning. No messages. The feeling of having my cock sucked while looking at my phone was a luxury beyond compare. "Seeing it like this in the morning, I felt bad, so I wanted to soothe it-"
Yerim confirmed I was awake and started using her hands as well. She rolled the glans inside her mouth while her hand stroked the shaft up and down. Seeing it like this, the cock Yerim had helped grow looked truly majestic. It was a size that required two hands to grasp, even while she was biting the tip. The overwhelming size made me feel great. This was the same cock that had been sliding in and out of Youngsun's anus and Yerim's pussy yesterday. When I filmed a video later, I’d have to mark how deep it went inside Yerim.
"Ah, there. Tease that part a bit more."
As Yerim’s tongue touched the arrow-shaped ridge behind the glans, a wave of pleasure surged. I told her to focus on that spot and concentrated all my senses on the tip of my cock. Watching Yerim move her lips to serve me made the urge to ejaculate swell. It was especially arousing when she looked up at me with her eyes half-open. I could clearly feel the sensation of her breasts crushing my thighs. When I felt like I was about to cum, I placed my hand gently on Yerim’s head. Yerim noticed and switched to a deep throat, taking her hand off the shaft.
She placed her hands on my waist, rounded her lips, and moved back and forth from the glans to the root. *Slurp... slup... slurp...* She was desperately opening her mouth to ensure her teeth didn't touch my cock. A shaft over 5cm thick was entering her narrow mouth, and the glans was stabbing at her throat. She was doing her best to keep her teeth from grazing me, opening her throat and accepting the cock deep into her esophagus while holding back her coughs. I felt a sense of satisfaction at the sight.
"Yerim. I'm cumming."
I pressed down firmly on the head of Yerim, who was already swallowing deep. I could feel my cock entering all the way into her esophagus. It didn't feel like a vacuum as it did in her mouth, but the esophageal walls squeezed my cock softly. It wasn't just physical pleasure; a mental ecstasy washed over me. The omnipotence of being able to use any part of Yerim's body as I pleased.
"*Kk, kkh. Kuhk, ahk-!*"
Yerim’s face turned bright red as she struggled to breathe. She took her hands off my waist and gripped the bedsheets. Her hands trembled as she scratched the bed. It was an action to ensure she didn't scratch my skin. Still, I didn't pull away. I hadn't ejaculated yet. I reached out with my other hand, pressed her head down with both hands, and shook it left and right, which only increased the tightness.
"It's coming-"
*Gush, guuush-!*
I could feel my cum flowing deep into her esophagus. Even then, I enjoyed the lingering sensation for a moment, and as I pressed her head down, Yerim’s mouth twitched. Her teeth grazed my cock. It seemed she could no longer control the movements inside her mouth.
"*Puhak, haa, haaa-----*"
When I let go, Yerim gasped for air and lifted her head. She had been on the verge of suffocation. *Drip-* Esophageal fluid mixed with my cum hung from my cock. Unlike saliva, it had an incredibly sticky consistency, making it look even more lewd. Yerim was bright red, coughing and wiping away the tears that had welled up in her eyes. They weren't tears of sadness, but a reflex to expel the foreign object that had entered her esophagus. Of course, something as thick as a glans wouldn't be pushed out by a mere cough. It only tightened her throat, giving me more pleasure. After ejaculating my cum directly into her stomach while savoring the satisfying tightness, I felt incredibly refreshed.
I let out a moan of satisfaction and leaned my head back against the pillow. Even after being treated so roughly, Yerim asked about my feelings first. "Oppa, did it feel good?"
Yerim was truly the perfect cum-dumpster, valuing my pleasure far above her own pain.