Dirty Memory
“Nngh... Ah... Ahh... Feels... so... good...!”
My body was so aroused that even just tapping my clit with my fingernail made lewd sounds leak out.
“Hnnngh! Can't... make noise...!” A moan burst from Yoo-jin's throat. Terrified someone might come, I clamped my hand over my mouth.
“Hnnph!!! Aaah...!” My right hand sealed my mouth while my left fiddled with that spot down there.
No...! No...! Weird sounds are coming out...! To stifle my moans, I hunched over and threw myself into masturbating.
“Nngh...! Unngh!!!”
“Touching the spot that felt so good this morning... Ahh!!!”
“Yoo-jin's clit... feels pretty damn good too...” Pleasure surged from my lower belly. My face flushed hotter and hotter.
“Haa...! Can't hold back! Just... a little more!!!” I kicked off my heels and threw my legs straight up against the wall. Now I was practically lying on the toilet seat. The suit skirt, stockings, and panties tangled around my ankles—I yanked them all off and clutched them in my hand. With my legs splayed wide, Yoo-jin's pussy fully exposed, even from a first-person view it was insanely erotic. If anyone caught me like this, forget the interview—I'd never show my face at school again. Just like me. But right now, I was Yoo-jin. Even if the worst happened and I got caught, I could just leave this body behind.
I finally took my time admiring Yoo-jin's body, which I'd been too desperate to pee to notice before. Her perky breasts blocked some of the view, and a woman's genitals were tucked so deep it was hard to see hers clearly. But that arching curve of her hips? Fucking insanely sexy.
“Right there between them... Yoo-jin's pussy...!” I sucked my finger between my lips, then went back to playing.
“Unngh...! Hnngh!!! Ahh...!” Soon her nipples hardened. Her face had already flushed, and now her whole body followed.
“Hah...! Yoo-jin came all the way to her dream company for an interview... and she's masturbating... what a pervert...! Unngh...!” I spat vulgar lines in Yoo-jin's voice—lines she'd never say—plunging into a disgusting sense of conquest.
“Hnnnghaa♥ Unnghaa♥ Every day pissing and getting so fucking horny over my perfect body♥♥♥ Masturbating... Nngha♥♥♥♥♥” I forgot to keep quiet, lost in the act, my moans growing louder in Yoo-jin's voice.
“More...♥ More...♥” I pressed her stockings and panties to my nose and inhaled deeply. The fabric softener mixed with my sweat into a dizzying, stimulating scent. That sharp tang of sweat messed with my head. Yoo-jin's body was pumping out pheromones or something—her sweat alone had me in heat. Her slender fingers teased my clit while her ring finger slowly probed for the hole and slipped inside.
“Haaah♥♥♥♥!!!”
“Hnngh♥! Hah♥!”
“Haa...♥! Haa...♥! Hnnngh...?” As the first knuckle pushed in, my fingertip felt something. I paused masturbating and groped deeper inside.
“Hmm... Unngh...! Ahng...! Huhuhu... Yoo-jin, you're a virgin too, huh? I knew it. Knew a pure girl like you wouldn't give her body to some dirty guy.”
No way was I breaking her hymen with my finger. Yoo-jin's precious virginity had to be pierced by my cock in person. So instead, I buried my nose in her stockings, inhaling like I was chugging it, while I only swirled around the hymen, teasing the vaginal walls nearby. The pleasure from inside wasn't that intense, but this thrill, this conquest—it was enough to push me over the edge. Panties in my teeth, I used both hands now, one on my clit, one inside.
“Hnnnnghaaa♥♥♥♥♥!” The salty tang of her panties made Yoo-jin's body scream. Intense pleasure scrambled my brain—I couldn't stop my fingers from trembling like mad. A slave to pleasure, enslaved to masturbation.
“Phuaa...! Yoo-jin's body...! It's reacting...! Cumming...! Gonna cum...!” Panties fell from my mouth as my body shook. That sharp jolt from my lower belly spread everywhere, knees buckling.
“Haaaaanghat♥♥♥♥♥! Unngh♥♥! Hnnnnghaaaaaanghat♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥!” My back arched like a bow. My mind went blank white—no thoughts, just a slave to desire, craving more greedily than ever.
“Haaaaangaaaangaaaangaaang♥♥♥♥♥♥♥!!!!!!”
And just like that, I experienced climax in Yoo-jin's body too.
“Haa... Haa... Haa...” Having climaxed in Yoo-jin's body, I savored the woman's pleasure, panting heavily.
“That was... really... so fucking good...”
“So this is a woman's orgasm... Nothing like a man's...”
Aftershocks still made Yoo-jin's body twitch. The stimulation starting from her pussy and numbing her whole body was definitely different from a guy's. A man's brief ejaculation high—you could chase this pussy pleasure endlessly with just your fingers.
“But Yoo-jin being a virgin? She has that innocent image, but she's so pretty—didn't expect it.”
Lost in idle thoughts, I stared blankly ahead. Even if women don't get post-nut clarity, intense masturbation like this naturally tires the body and mind.
“No one heard that, right?”
I pulled myself together, straightened my clothes. Her panties, soaked with saliva—I flinched a bit, but whatever, it's her own spit. I slipped them right back on and zipped up my skirt.
“Unngh! Haa... Haa...” Stretching with a yawn, I geared up to slip back into Yoo-jin mode when suddenly my nape prickled.
“Huh? Huh? Dizzy...” My vision blurred. Before I could react, everything went black.
“Yes, please do that.”
I said it. A hospital. The doctor handed me several documents.
What the hell is this? Papers with a diagram of female genitals. One phrase popped into my head.
Hymen Reconstruction Surgery.
Everything went foggy. Slowly, another space unfolded before me. Looked like some cafe. A woman sat across from me. I recognized her. Couldn't recall her exact name, but she was Yoo-jin's close friend. She'd been there when I confessed.
“Yoo-jin, isn't your boyfriend so hot? Best guy you've ever dated, right?”
The woman gushed excitedly.
“Yeah, not just his looks—great pedigree, rich family. And get this: he's never dated before. Total perfect nerd guy.”
A handsome guy flashed in my mind.
“Wasn't that weird guy who confessed to you back then also your type of nerd?”
She clapped and laughed at her own joke.
“Keep that up and I'll smack you.”
The two burst into giggles like it'd been the funniest thing.
Another guy appeared in my head. Me. I smiled wryly without meaning to.
“Anyway, I gotta lock him down somehow.”
I felt my lips—her lips—curl into a smile.
“When you do it, wrap your legs around him and don't let go!”
“Might have to. He hasn't said it, but I think his family opposes me...”
“That's ridiculous. No girl's on your level. Pretty, great grades.”
“My family's average. His is loaded—they're bound to be picky.”
“But he likes you.”
“Yeah. But there's one thing bugging me.”
“What?”
“I lied to him about being a virgin. Gotta make him believe it.”
“What? You haven't even done it with him yet?”
“Nope, still playing the part.”
“Haha! Never thought you'd go that far.”
“Me neither. Holding back my sex drive just to snag one guy.”
“So you're getting the surgery?”
“Yup. Once I have him, jackpot. Born poor—when else do I get to live in a Gangnam apartment?”
“So jealous. Hope a guy like that shows up for me.”
They dissolved into laughter again. My vision faded.
I came to staring at an unfamiliar ceiling. And I was... still Yoo-jin. The empty feeling between my skirt legs lingered. Somehow I was lying in a bed now.
“That was... probably Yoo-jin's memory, huh.”
Her voice in that dream felt a bit higher than the Hina voice I'd used. Yoo-jin probably pitched her normal voice sharper and snappier. Made sense—most girls did.
The shock kept me lying there, staring at the ceiling. My hands trembled. Rage, probably.