This... Totally Yeon-woo Noona Level?
“Huh...?
S-Sis?”
“...?”
A familiar voice suddenly rings out.
I've heard it somewhere before.
But in the middle of getting pounded hard, I'm just dazed at first, unable to think straight amid the surging excitement.
So as the judo gorilla takes me from behind, I blankly stare at the customer who just walked in...
“Eut... Ung...??”
He's got a hat pulled low and a mask on, but those shocked, frantic eyes piercing through...
The vibe is clearly one of recognition...
“Huh...?”
I freeze up completely once I realize who it is.
....
My most hated cousin was staring down at me, naked and rutting like a cheap slut.
Let's turn the clock back three days.
August 2nd. 2 AM.
Cheol-gyu Lee was wrapped in massive excitement in his room.
“Ah... fuck... that bitch Yeon-woo Lee..!”
Tap tap tap tap!
Just like any other boy secretly jerking off in the corner of his room.
But today, he had a special item in hand.
His sassy cousin noona's panties.
A bit pervy, sure, but he'd snuck them from the laundry hamper right after she showered, so they were plenty used—overflowing, even.
Stuck to her lower body all hot summer day, peeled off and crumpled every which way.
Sopping wet from sweat and secretions...
And right at the crotch, the spot glued to her pussy all day, there was this sticky, off-white fluid blatantly smeared on it...
“Haa... haa... I-is this her pussy juice?”
Anyone else would wrinkle their nose, but to a 20-year-old virgin loser with a raging hard-on, it was filthy—in the best way. A treasure.
Raw traces of sex.
The twisted fantasies unique to guys who've never fucked a woman exploded from those lewd stains like a high-end graphics card rendering vivid scenes.
Did she masturbate in the bathroom?! That's why she leaked all this? Whoa...
A few months ago, our little uncle's family crawled into our house.
But annoyingly, despite freeloading, Yeon-woo subtly looked down on him.
Part resentment, part heart-pounding crush on his gorgeous cousin noona—Cheol-gyu jerked off imagining her slutty masturbation scene.
“Hng...!”
Orgasm surging fast, he barely grabs her panties as a tissue substitute right before blowing his load on the bed.
“Urgh...!”
A short groan, body shuddering as he unloads massively into the panties she'd worn all day.
Especially rubbing his glans hard against the pussy-stained spot, the slick feel sending chills of excitement through him—it felt just like raping the real noona, electric pleasure surging.
But,
“...Sigh.”
The high didn't last.
He knew this wasn't real sex, just a pathetic wank.
And cumming to his cousin noona, no less.
Post-nut clarity hit hard and fast.
Her sweat-soaked panties, which looked fine mid-horny haze, now seemed like dirty trash—he chucked them in the corner.
He felt more pathetic than usual.
Lying there blankly for a while, he let out a hollow laugh and got up.
“Fuck it, time to study.”
It's already August, mock exam scores suck—might as well drown—but he needed some improvement to have any ground with Dad.
He sits at his desk, but can't focus for shit.
Wanna just lie in bed watching Shorts...
His popcorn brain, conquered by Reels and Shorts, couldn't handle ten minutes straight.
Weak-willed brains follow dopamine, and Cheol-gyu's, addicted to jerking and surfing to escape reality, nagged like a bad friend pushing mischief.
Just a quick internet break, dude. Studying now won't bump your score even one point, retard lol.
‘...’
Couldn't hold out ten minutes—grabs his phone.
Yeah, cool my head a bit first.
Watches ten spooky mystery Shorts, five cute cat ones, fires up Insta for three hot noona Reels.
Next thing he knows, his dick's rock hard again.
Scratching his crotch, flops on the bed, opens Nobelpia for quick, slurpable netorare smut.
“Mom's a slut... little sis is a delinquent? What the hell is this...”
By the time he's done reading, it's 3 AM.
Studying? Forgotten.
But wide awake, surfing with bloodshot eyes, he spots,
“...Oh?”
A total king-of-gifs.
A woman with an insane body shaking her huge ass—way too big for that tiny waist—in a lewd hip thrust, pussy spread wide, drooling thick, sticky cum from between her legs.
Even to a ten-year wanker like Cheol-gyu, it was legendary.
This is a masterpiece of porn gifs, the Mona Lisa of porn gifs...!
Eyes rolling back, he dives into comments begging for the source—like a martial artist seeking the dao.
If it was from some porn vid, he'd hoard it till Earth ended.
Reactions weren't great, of course.
“Fuckin' assholes!”
But luckily, someone kindly spilled.
“...”
Not some Japanese AV or OnlyFans clip?
Why's a body that god-tier slumming it in OP..?
But another thought hits Cheol-gyu.
Unlike AV stars, this gif girl...
Pay and you can fuck her.
For real. In reality. Even a virgin loser like me, if I pay.
———
But even knowing he could buy her at an OP parlor...
Cheol-gyu hesitated.
Fear, first off.
What if it goes wrong?
STD from the whore, or getting shaken down by gangsters or whatever.
Untrodden path, shady industry—timid Cheol-gyu was scared shitless.
Plus, virgins like him backpedal when others step forward at life's forks.
Even when sex chances arise, they waver.
Just going to a brothel takes massive balls for them.
Fuck, what to do...
But put differently, he'd never even considered it before (total lie), and passive Cheol-gyu was tempted enough by that body to try once.
A living viagra. Cola-bottle figure supreme.
This... totally Yeon-woo noona level?
Come to think, that time he accidentally saw her naked in the shower.
Body and size seemed kinda similar?
Of course, he never imagined that cum-drooling whore and his pure, haughty, classy-acting cousin noona were the same.
After agonizing,
Maybe ask a friend who knows this stuff?
“So you wanna bang this OP bitch?”
Sunday, academy off. Cheol-gyu meets his 'expert' friend at a cafe... and instantly regrets it.
Yong-ho Jo. High school judo Olympian reserve.
Sucking strawberry frappe through biceps that'd rip his tank top, he blurts that out loud in public after hearing the 'dilemma'.
“Hey! Shh...! You nuts? Everyone'll hear in this cafe!”
“What's it matter? No one's around... But damn, Cheol-gyu, never thought you'd wanna pop your cherry at some OP. Lol... Didn't you say you're only into 2D?”
“...That was ages ago.”
“Last year, retard. After Suneung.”
“...”
Lucky it's the quiet second floor corner.
Mopping sweat, glancing around, Cheol-gyu whispers,
“Not saying right now... J-just curious...”
“Bullshit lol... You nutted hard to this, right?”
“N-no way, dude.”
Mouth says no, but Yong-ho eyes the post Cheol-gyu showed him hungrily.
Reason he called this guy: Big spender on this stuff.
Licking lips over gif and comments, he nods.
“Dude, you're lucky as fuck.”
“...Why?”
“Manager there's a buddy of my hyung.”
“Huh? Your hyung? Gangster?”
“Fuck, what do you take me for?”
Too chicken to say that's exactly it.
'Friend', but more like bodyguard—Cheol-gyu, hospital director's weak son with endless pocket money, buys loyalty from this human tank.
Tribute relationship, sucker maybe, but beat protection from bullies and pranks.
Anyway, re-reading comments, Yong-ho scratches head, grins.
“Heh... So you really booking? If yes, I can ask hyung to hook us up direct with the manager.”
“Uh, lemme, th-think...”
“Fuck, you dragged me out—you're already balls-deep in fantasy. Just say it. You want her.”
“...”
“Book it or not? Won't ask again.”
Yong-ho shoves the waffling Cheol-gyu off the cliff.
Guys like him would agonize forever given time.
“...Y-yeah, book it...”
“Cool. Then you pay for mine too.”
“Huh?”
“I want a go at her too.”