How About Just Once? (2)
I was definitely furious, right up to the top of my head. It was the kind of anger I'd never felt before in my life—no need for further explanation. The text I checked right after waking up was timestamped just past 10 a.m., with a short apology and a request to call when I got up.
"Let's talk face-to-face, huh?"
If anything, I welcomed it. Kim Min-ah, who'd built up stress all night and wanted to lash out at something, didn't even call. She headed straight to Choi Min-seok's room and unlocked the door without knocking. Something she'd never do under normal circumstances.
Was that a bit much? The thought flickered briefly. But the moment she saw Choi Min-seok glued to his screen, frantically clicking the mouse and tapping the keyboard, her hesitation fueled the rage even more.
"Hey."
"Oh, you're here...?"
His cautious voice clearly acknowledged her anger. Yet he didn't tear his eyes from the screen for even a second, his hands moving busily. It only pissed her off more.
"Yeah, I'm here. You gonna turn off the game or what?"
A subtle silence hung between them for a moment. But Kim Min-ah broke it, tossing out another line.
"Giving you five seconds. Turn it off."
"Okay..."
Only then did he give in, shutting down the computer and swiveling to face her. Kim Min-ah slowly pushed him back, ready to unleash all the pent-up fury inside her.
But how did things end up like this?
Whether it was true or not, she had to hear him out at least once. Choi Min-seok's explanation was something she couldn't easily dismiss. Among her own friends, there'd been cases where boyfriends got dumped while serving in the military. And if you went to friends of friends, it was surprisingly common for women to break up or cheat while their guys were away.
Still, a nagging doubt made her want to ask if it was really true—but how the hell could she verify that? Call up a friend who got dumped and grill them on the details? Talk about rude.
Besides, Choi Min-seok kept apologizing throughout his explanation, making it hard to really lay into him. And as if eager to wrap things up quickly...
"If there's anything you wanna eat, just say. My treat today. Oh, and the semen thing—feeling okay now? Want some?"
An offer too tempting to refuse popped out.
Before she could even respond, he whipped off his pants and underwear, revealing his cock in all its heavy glory. Even soft, its overwhelming size stole her gaze, making her forget why she'd come storming in angry.
Not even hard yet, and it already dwarfed most cocks from videos. Kim Min-ah knew exactly how it transformed once blood rushed in—she couldn't look away.
"Since I'm sorry and all, you can go until I'm wiped out. In exchange, we call this incident done. Sound good?"
And there it was—the knockout punch.
Until he got tired. They'd never gone beyond three times due to their initial promise, but ever since getting addicted to his semen, she'd regretted that limit so much. How many times had she almost begged for one more? Lately, settling for just a morning quickie had left her even more unsatisfied.
At least four times now. Maybe more. That alone was enough to make her forget the anger.
"You're buying dinner too, right?"
"After a nap...?"
She gave one last tsundere bounce, salvaging her final shred of pride.
"Hmph. Whatever. Get on the bed already."
Trying not to show her mood had lightened, she spoke sharply. Choi Min-seok climbed onto the bed pantsless, leaning back against the headboard and spreading his legs to make room for her. The space between looked like a cozy spot prepared just for her. Lately, she'd been bending over from the bedside to suck him off, so it felt even more inviting.
Kim Min-ah strode over, positioned herself between his legs on the bed, and buried her face in his crotch.
"Sniff sniff..."
With his cock right under her nose, she instinctively sniffed its scent.
Huh...?
But the dizzying aroma she craved wasn't there. Instead, a fresh soap scent wafted up—like he'd showered—putting the brakes on her rising excitement.
Can't really complain about this...
Sucking his cock every day was already her weird fetish. She couldn't very well say the lack of smell disappointed her and ask him not to wash.
Still, there was semen left. Pushing aside her regret, Kim Min-ah took his still-soft cock into her mouth.
"Mmph..."
It was limp inside her mouth. Maybe because she only saw it hard every morning lately, but this version felt a bit cute.
I'll perk you right up.
"Slurp... Chup... Slurrrp..."
Saliva pooled in her mouth, soaking the glans as the whole shaft twitched. Limp or not, it reacted fast. She hadn't even licked much, and it was already firming up, growing harder and bigger by the second.
"Mmm... Pwah...♥"
She pulled off briefly to admire it at full erection. Ridiculous size and length, the perfect curve, thick bulging veins. No matter how many videos she'd watched, she'd never seen a cock this perfect. Even her favorites paled in comparison.
"...Kiss."
Like in one video, she planted a light kiss on the shaft—it shuddered.
"...Kiss. ...Kiss. ...Smooch."
More kisses along the length, and it throbbed like it couldn't hold back anymore—obscenely erotic.
Her patience snapped. Kim Min-ah engulfed it deep in her mouth.
"Aahmm...♥"
The filling sensation, the heat, the hardness. It felt perfect not just visually, but right there in her mouth.
"Hamm... Schlorp... Schlorrrp... Chup..."
Just one day without a taste, and she sucked like someone starved for ten. She lost herself completely.
"Slurrrp! Slurrrp! Sluuuuurp!"
She savored the sticky flavor at first, then tightened her lips and sucked hard to draw out the semen once satisfied. Her recent practice—scouring videos for two hours yesterday—had honed her technique. She gripped and stroked the base she couldn't swallow, massaging his balls softly with her other hand.
Even Choi Min-seok couldn't resist the onslaught aimed purely at milking him. Faster than usual, he bucked his hips, signaling release—and flooded her mouth with semen.
Splurt! Spluuuurt!!
I'm going crazy...
Just one day without, and it tasted so sweet.
Too delicious...
Rolling the thick load on her tongue intensified the dizzying arousal. Unable to hold back, she gulped it down—her mind went blank, body shuddering uncontrollably.
"Haa..."
After swallowing every drop, Kim Min-ah exhaled with dazed eyes. A habit from ending with just once a day lately.
Still more to get...
It was already agreed upon—no need to ask. His cock showed no signs of tiring, still rock-hard.
"Taste good?"
The chuckling question from above annoyed her. He knew damn well—she was just teasing fodder.
"...You asshole."
Ignoring it, she took him back in her mouth.
Let's see who regrets this.
Her pride was already gone—nothing left to lose. With his permission, she'd drain him until he begged to stop.
"Schlorp... Schlorrrp..."
"Ngh..."
Her tongue relentlessly licked the precum from the glans; he groaned softly, hips bucking again.
Why should I be the embarrassed one when you're enjoying it too? Thinking back, it felt so unfair.
"Slurrrp! Chup! Sluuuuurp!"
Splurt! Spluuuurt!
The second load was just as vigorous. As it filled her mouth, the unfairness melted away like a lie.
She didn't stop sucking. No matter what, she'd keep going until he hit his limit.
The third and fourth were still strong, but by the fifth, it seemed to soften a bit—until she gently caressed his balls and tormented the glans, reviving its vigor.
"Getting kinda tough now..."
"Shut up. It's still hard."
"No, if you suck like that, of course it—ngh...!"
Kim Min-ah didn't know, but he'd already cum three times at Yoo Seo-yeon's place earlier—his limit came faster than usual.
Eight loads in total. His balls ached now, but she kept sucking. Stimulated that much, his cock inevitably stiffened; when climax built to the brink, it erupted. The inescapable fate of any man.
The ninth was noticeably thinner and scantier—even she could tell.
"What? Why's it so watery...?"
"Nine... no, six times for you. Bound to be. Most guys couldn't last this long. I'm really tapped out now...?"
She already knew that much. Internet wisdom said average guys managed one or two during sex, vigorous ones maybe three or four with breaks. Choi Min-seok's endurance was astonishing.
"Still hard, so one more."
"Wait, if you leave it like this, it'll—ngh...!"
Ignoring him, she engulfed it again. Thinner semen aside, it was still firm. Twitching more from fatigue, sure—but she could squeeze out one last time.