Just a Little Rest
The moment we stepped out of the bar, Cha Heejung couldn't keep her feet under her. She tumbled into my arms, and her full, generous chest pressed against me — I found myself resenting every thick layer of clothing that stood in the way of that warmth.
"Heejung, you okay?"
"Ehehe~ Oppa, that liquor is so strong~."
We'd each started with a bottle of soju on our own. Then the two of us had gone through four more together. I'd drunk a little more than she had, but she'd still put away two and a half bottles herself.
"That's why I told you not to drink so much."
"But oppa~ you're totally fine~."
She wasn't wrong. I was completely, almost suspiciously sober. Considering my old limit had been a single bottle of soju, this was clearly the work of Drinking, Singing, and Dancing.
"I might be fine, but you're not. Can you even get home like this?"
"Mmm... I wanna rest a little first~."
It was no coincidence that a motel happened to catch my eye just then. I'd been steering us in this direction the whole time, pretending to wander at random.
"Then let's rest for a bit over there."
Cha Heejung glanced at the motel, then leaned her weight into me all over again.
"Mmm..."
She couldn't quite bring herself to say yes out loud, but the silent agreement was clear enough. Together, we checked in.
Once we were inside the room, Cha Heejung staggered toward the bed on her own and flopped down onto the mattress. I wanted nothing more than to follow her there immediately — but I held myself back and headed for the bathroom instead.
With the Spiderweb trait still active, this was the single best window I would ever get to mine Sex Coins from her. But what if I smelled like sweat and her Satisfaction dropped?
Her Difficulty sat at 263. The current Sex Coin Value was 276. A single point of Satisfaction was worth more than seventy thousand won. That was far too much money to throw away just because I couldn't keep it in my pants.
I washed myself thoroughly, running the numbers in my head as the water ran. It was eleven o'clock. If my theory was right — that the mining count reset at midnight on the dot — then what would happen if we went from now until one in the morning? Would that count as two consecutive mining sessions? And if it did, would the Spiderweb trait apply both times, or only the first?
I needed to find out for certain.
I finished my shower, threw on nothing but a bathrobe, and stepped back out. Cha Heejung had already shed her coat and was lying on the bed in just her black sleeveless dress. I sat down beside her and stroked her hair, putting on a look of concern.
"Heejung, you okay?"
"Oppa..."
I'd planned to take my time building the mood, but she reached up with both hands and pulled me down by the back of my neck. I wasn't so dense that I couldn't read what that meant.
Our tongues tangled. Saliva mixed. There was the slightly cloying taste of her lipstick, the lingering bite of alcohol, and the deep, private satisfaction of claiming the inside of her mouth as my own.
Kissing her from that angle quickly grew uncomfortable, so I laid myself down and climbed on top of her. My hand found her chest out of habit — and met the soft fabric of her dress stretched over a hard, unyielding bra.
When I'd been with Seong Gaeul, we'd always been completely naked. This sensation was unfamiliar. I wanted to feel her bare skin right then and there, but there was a problem. Normally I would have slipped my hand up under her top, unhooked the bra, and enjoyed her bare breasts from there. But...
How the hell am I supposed to get in?
She was wearing a dress. There was no separate top. If I reached up from under the skirt, the destination wouldn't be her chest — it would be her pussy.
"Hngh... Oppa..."
I spent a long moment just groping her breasts through the fabric, and Cha Heejung called out to me in a voice already thick with heat. I finally gave up on her chest and let my hand travel down — past her side, past her hip, down to her thigh, where I could finally feel bare skin.
I traced that soft thigh upward and slipped my hand beneath her skirt. Moisture met my fingers almost immediately. Her panties were already soaked through.
I cupped that tiny scrap of fabric in my entire palm and slowly rubbed my middle finger along the cleft. Her moans grew louder and louder.
"Haaang... Haaaang!!!"
Cha Heejung's whole body suddenly shuddered.
Wait. Did she just...?
That brief bit of touching had been enough to make her come. Whether it was because it had been so long, or because she was just that sensitive to begin with — either way, it was good news for me.
I let her ride out the aftershocks and got up from the bed, walking over to the table in front of the TV. I tore open one of the complimentary condoms and carefully rolled it down over my cock, which was already poking out through the gap in my bathrobe.
By the time I returned to the bed, she was still lying there, whether from the afterglow or the alcohol I couldn't tell.
How do I even get this thing off her?
I'd never worn a dress myself, so I had no idea how to take one off. Did you just pull it up over the head like a regular shirt?
The more I thought about it, the more I figured it might be fine to leave it on. I could always touch her bare breasts later — but there was no putting that dress back on her once we were in the middle of things. And besides, the first time I'd seen her in that outfit at the barbecue restaurant, it had driven me absolutely insane.
Decision made, I climbed on top of her and pressed our bodies together. When I reached under her skirt to pull off her panties, Cha Heejung lifted her hips slightly to help. I stripped off the soaked underwear, tossed it under the bed, and shifted myself between her legs.
"Haa... Put on a condom..."
"Already wearing one."
She must not have seen what I'd been doing by the TV. I soothed her worry and used nothing but touch to find her entrance, guiding the head of my cock this way and that until it caught against what I was fairly sure was the right spot.
"Hahk!"
I hadn't even pushed in yet, and she was already sucking in a heated breath. I took my time easing forward, careful not to startle her after so long.
"Haaang! Oppa...!"
The inside of her was nothing like Seong Gaeul's, which I'd already grown used to. Where Gaeul's pussy had clamped down hard, squeezing me with raw, forceful pressure, Cha Heejung's clung to me with a sticky, yielding heat — soft, but no less enveloping.
"Haaang... Oppa's... so good!"
Her hips were so wide that she took every inch of me without trouble — the same cock that even Seong Gaeul had struggled to handle. I planted my hands on those broad hips and started rolling my waist.
"Haaang! Haaang!"
Her eyebrows were drawn in thick and dark, her lashes lifted high with mascara. Even now, her eyes were unfocused from the alcohol, glittering makeup still sparkling around them. Our kissing had smudged her lipstick a little, but it did nothing to diminish how stunning she looked.
And with every thrust, her breasts swayed beneath the dress — the exact sight I'd wanted so badly earlier, the one I'd forced myself to look away from.
"Hngh, oppa... Minseok oppa~!"
Come to think of it, there was something else I'd wanted to see. Still thrusting, I caught both of her wrists in my right hand and pinned them above her head.
Her arms going up like that spread her armpits wide open. Against the black of her dress, the skin there was startlingly white. The slight hollow of that curve drew my face in before I even realized what I was doing.
"Aaang~! My hands... haahk!!!"
She put up a weak, embarrassed protest, but the moment I drove my hips in deep, it dissolved into nothing but moans.
I licked. It tasted a little salty, a little sour. The scent was strangely addictive.
Between how flustered she looked and how hooked I was on that smell, I wanted to keep going — but the position was killing my neck. If I threw it out doing this, I'd never live it down. Reluctantly, I pulled my face away from her saliva-slick armpit.
"Haahk! Haaang~!"
Her moans were climbing again, like she was already close. I was starting to lose my own grip, so I picked up the pace.
Her juices overflowed from where we were joined, making filthy, wet sounds with every thrust. Her voice rose to match, climbing higher and higher. I wasn't far off. I'd only held out for a single day, and already I could barely keep from coming — but I forced myself to think about anything else and kept moving my hips.
"Haaaaahk!!!"
A huge moan tore out of her, and her pussy clenched and rippled, wringing my cock. There was no holding back after that. No reason to.
I came in long, heavy pulses. Part of it was the day I'd taken off, but Cha Heejung's pussy had been exceptional in its own right. Even after I'd finished, her insides kept twitching, begging for more. That alone was afterplay enough.
I lingered in the afterglow for a moment, then noticed her skirt had gone damp.
"Heejung, I'm gonna take your clothes off, okay?"
"Mmm..."
She raised her arms for me. So it did come off over the head, just like I'd thought.
I pulled out of her so I could get the black sleeveless dress off. The loss of that soft, clinging heat left me feeling empty — but the sight of the condom sagging with a heavy load of cum was satisfying in its own way.
Before I peeled the dangling condom off, I stripped the dress from her body. Past those wide hips, a slim waist and a cute navel came into view. Her large breasts briefly caught the fabric, slowing my hands. I applied a little more force, and they spilled free — a black bra and a pair of D-cups.
My eyes locked on them and I froze for a second, but I managed to get the rest of the dress off. I stripped away the last line of defense, her bra, and threw off my own bathrobe.
Compared to Seong Gaeul, her areolae and nipples were a little larger. But her breasts were bigger too, so nothing about it looked out of proportion. If anything, they had a magnetic pull that made me want to put my mouth on them right then and there.
Was there any reason to resist that urge?
I latched onto her breast and started sucking.
"Hngh, oppa... again...?"
She looked a little worn out, but my cock was already rock-hard once more. I swapped the dangling condom for a fresh one, and round two began immediately.