Crossing Paths (2)
Having a wonderful dinner together, strolling through the city late at night, grabbing street food along the way.
Spending a warm, pleasant time hitting up the arcade and then a karaoke room before night fell.
"...S-Seol-ah, wait. I haven't even taken my clothes off yet."
"Just stay still..."
Baek Seol-ah and Lee Hyun-seong had reached the same destination as they always did at the end of their dates.
How else would a young man and woman in their early twenties spend a passionate Friday night?
The answer to that question was obvious.
Sliiiip.
Midnight was fast approaching. Without a word, Baek Seol-ah and Lee Hyun-seong entered the motel, and Seol-ah was particularly aggressive in stripping off her clothes.
From the start of their date, she had drawn the gazes of passing men with her innocent outfit. But once inside the sealed space with only her boyfriend, she didn't hesitate for a second to expose the bare skin hidden beneath.
Stripped down to her underwear, Seol-ah pushed Hyun-seong, practically forcing him onto the bed.
Then, she began undressing Hyun-seong, who was flustered by her unusually wild demeanor.
His shirt, his pants, and even his underwear—completely useless on the bed tonight—were stripped away.
Grab.
"...Ah, gasp. Seol-ah."
Without hesitation, Seol-ah grabbed Hyun-seong's member and narrowed her eyes, sharp as a predator's.
Slowly, yet with unmistakable boldness, she began to arouse her boyfriend.
"Suck, pant... Mm."
Long foreplay wasn't necessary. After Seol-ah stroked him a few times, Hyun-seong's member quickly became erect. Seol-ah lowered herself, pulling her lips away from his chest where she had been biting him.
Her face was flushed red, and her golden eyes, burning with heat, proved just how worked up she was.
It felt like looking at a predator that had cornered and completely subdued its prey.
Even as his breathing grew ragged, Hyun-seong blushed as he looked at her.
And he thought to himself:
Was Seol-ah always this erotic...?
Certainly, ever since "that incident," it felt as though his girlfriend had broken out of her shell.
And of course, "that incident" referred to the few times he had left Seol-ah in Han Taeyang's hands.
For Hyun-seong, who was definitely closer to an M than an S, this was a truly ideal transformation.
Was it true that women, like men, became more sensual the more partners they experienced?
Whatever the truth was, it didn't matter.
Right now, Hyun-seong's impression was that it was the absolute truth, and he genuinely believed his past choice had been correct.
"Haa, pant. I'm putting it in, Hyun-seong..."
"...Y-yes."
Meanwhile, Seol-ah, who had taken control of the encounter with Hyun-seong lying beneath her, was harboring similar thoughts.
She tore open a condom bought at a convenience store before entering the motel and rolled it onto Hyun-seong's member. Holding his hardened shaft, she adjusted its position.
"...Mm, gasp."
Seol-ah let out a short groan the moment the tip brushed against her soaking wet pussy.
Her expression and gaze were melting with the exquisite pleasure it brought.
My sex drive has definitely gotten stronger lately, hasn't it...?
With a wet squelch, she began to skillfully guide Hyun-seong's member into her crevice.
Grinding her hips from side to side on top of Hyun-seong, Seol-ah thought to herself.
Ever since she was held by Han Taeyang, her libido had somehow become noticeably stronger than before.
In fact, it wasn't just a slight increase; it might have doubled or tripled.
What was the cause? Did she even need to ponder it?
No, she didn't.
Seol-ah knew exactly why her hormones were reacting so differently now. To put it bluntly, Han Taeyang was the cause—
No, the culprit.
...It's all because of that guy who's needlessly good at sex. He's the bad one. Yes. I did nothing wrong.
Her sexual arousal had already reached its limit minutes before entering the motel with Hyun-seong.
Just thinking about spending a passionate night with her boyfriend for the first time in a while made her heart flutter...
"..."
No, to be precise, she was desperately deceiving her own feelings, telling herself that was the only reason she was excited.
Seol-ah bit her lip, trying to ignore the face of Han Taeyang that kept flashing in her mind even at this very moment.
And then.
Squish!
"...Mm, gasp!?"
As Hyun-seong's member finally slid all the way inside her, she was able to momentarily forget Taeyang's face and focus entirely on the physical connection.
On the other hand, she might have intentionally pushed herself in that direction.
"Ah, gasp...!"
After all, it wasn't normal to keep thinking of another man while renting a motel room and sleeping with her actual boyfriend.
Since it could hardly be considered normal, she adopted and feigned a "proper" attitude, at least on the surface.
Fortunately, it wasn't too difficult, especially thanks to the pleasure currently rocking her lower abdomen.
"...Hyun-seong, Hyun-seong! Ah, I love you. I love you so much..."
At least, for now.
That was the case.
Seol-ah repeatedly called out Hyun-seong's name with an affectionate expression, moving her hips vigorously on top of him.
To maximize the physical pleasure.
...And to thoroughly ignore the existence of the other man who kept popping into her head for no reason.
She bent her body flexibly, kissing Hyun-seong with the very lips she had pressed against Han Taeyang's cheek earlier that day.
"Ah...! Seol-ah, gasp."
Spurt, splurt!
"..."
The sensation of the condom's reservoir tip swelling inside her, briefly filling her up.
But that, too, was incredibly brief.
Seol-ah stared with a complicated gaze at Hyun-seong, who was covering his eyes with his arm and panting exhaustedly, as if he had spent every last drop of his energy.
For someone looking at her beloved boyfriend, her gaze held a trace of undeniable disappointment.
Fortunately, Seol-ah was quite skilled at controlling her expressions, at least when it came to Hyun-seong.
As soon as Hyun-seong looked up at her, breathing a sigh of complete satisfaction, she quickly put on a gentle smile.
"...Was it good, Hyun-seong? You came a lot."
"Yeah. It was amazing, Seol-ah. Whew."
"..."
Seol-ah nodded somewhat half-heartedly at his response.
She quietly raised her hand and pressed it against her lower abdomen, where Hyun-seong's member was still inserted.
...It's short...
There was one fact that even her deep affection for Hyun-seong couldn't ignore.
Indeed, Hyun-seong's size was a bit lacking when it came to satisfying her.
Unlike before, now that she had a point of comparison, it was something she couldn't help but acutely feel.
...Han Taeyang's cock would easily knock against my cervix once it got fully hard.
...No, what on earth am I thinking?
It was a fleeting thought, a delusion she immediately regretted and shook her head to erase.
Seol-ah quickly offered an awkward smile to Hyun-seong, who was looking at her in confusion.
"Then, Hyun-seong. I'm pulling it out...?"
"...Ah, wait. gasp."
Pretending not to hear his urgent plea, Seol-ah lifted her hips.
She sat up, cleanly parting ways with the condom wrapping Hyun-seong's member.
Pop!
"Mmh."
Although she felt a brief spark of orgasm as the swollen reservoir tip slid out, scraping against her vaginal walls with a wet pop,
it was far from enough. Not even close.
Seol-ah gently licked her lips at the sight of the clear, abundant fluids dripping from her lower lips.
Her pussy was still weeping sticky fluids, desperately craving a man.
On the other hand, what was the state of the man who was supposed to satisfy her burning body?
Seol-ah tried her best not to let it show, but she couldn't help her eyes narrowing in annoyance. Her instincts demanded it.
Why does he finish so fast, seriously?
Complaining internally about her partner's unreliable stamina, she got up out of habit.
Glaring unhappily at Hyun-seong, who was rather lacking when it came to bedroom matters, Seol-ah spoke.
"Just lie there for a second."
"...Huh?"
She grabbed a few tissues from the table in the corner of the room and returned to the bed.
Sitting casually on the edge of the bed, Seol-ah slipped the condom off Hyun-seong's member.
"S-Seol-ah?"
"I told you to stay still. Don't move."
"...*gasp*."
Next, she tried whatever she could to appease her poor, unsatisfied depths.
First, she loosely gripped Hyun-seong's limp cock and began wiping the area with a tissue.
Glancing pathetically at Hyun-seong, who was gasping in disbelief, she leaned down and took his soft shaft into her mouth.
"...*Mph*."
"...!!"
Unlike with Han Taeyang, where she had been forced to take his semen in her mouth and even swallow it,
she had thoroughly wiped her boyfriend's cock—the one she actually owed her devotion to—before putting it in her mouth.
Of course, even that was an incredibly rare act of service in their relationship.
Sure enough, Hyun-seong's body twitched, his face filled with overwhelming gratitude and his eyes glazed with lust.
...And it's still not getting hard?
On the contrary, seeing how limp Hyun-seong's member remained despite her efforts, Seol-ah's expression grew cold and disappointed.
Finally, spitting his member out with a wet *ptui*, Seol-ah wiped her mouth and spoke.
"Can you really not go again? We've only done it twice."
"Ah... Well..."
Only then did Hyun-seong seem to realize why Seol-ah had graciously sucked him.
Tonight, despite taking a twenty-minute break in between, Hyun-seong had only managed to get hard twice.
He looked at Seol-ah apologetically, unable to offer any solution.
"Wait here."
"...Okay."
Glaring at him with blatant disapproval, Seol-ah stood up once more.
This time, instead of tissues, she grabbed her smartphone from her bag on the table and brought it back.
"Seol-ah...? Why the phone all of a sudden?"
"..."
She didn't answer his flustered question.
She simply let her actions speak for themselves.
"...*Gasp*."
That is, she pressed play on a certain video.
Although the screen was tiny compared to the laptop Hyun-seong usually used, it was more than enough.
On the screen, in stark contrast to her current state, Seol-ah was collapsed on the bed, panting in exhaustion.
And towering over her was a man, forcefully thrusting his cock toward her face.
Naturally, it was Han Taeyang. He stroked Seol-ah's hair as he spoke.
Seol-ah was looking up at Taeyang with affectionate eyes, working her tongue and mouth diligently.
She was swallowing Taeyang's cock deep into her mouth, licking away the semen smeared on the shaft.
...The highlight of the second video, which she had probably replayed dozens of times in her dorm room.
His beloved girlfriend, getting fucked all night by Han Taeyang and then humiliatingly cleaning his member.
The girlfriend Lee Hyun-seong loved more than anyone else.
"*Gasp*, *pant*."
"..."
Finally, his member stood erect once more, and Seol-ah wore an expression of genuine contempt.
To think that something which showed no sign of life when she sucked it herself would get hard so easily from this.
"Haa... Seriously."
"S-Seol-ah..."
"Shh. Quiet."
Slap!
"...*Gasp*?!"
Seol-ah slapped Hyun-seong's member with a somewhat emotional, irritated gesture.
Struck in his most sensitive spot by the hard back of her hand, Hyun-seong gasped, his eyes trembling.
Then, Seol-ah, her mood already cooled, crossed her legs and casually changed the subject.
"Hey, Hyun-seong."
"Ah... *huff*. Y-yes?"
That is:
"Should I go sleep with Han Taeyang again?"
"..."
A new proposal that, on the surface, seemed radical, yet possessed a strange, logical progression—one that could satisfy Hyun-seong, herself, and even the third party, Han Taeyang.
She offered this proposal while scanning Hyun-seong with eyes full of decadent, seductive allure.
Hyun-seong's breath caught as his eyes widened, while Seol-ah coyly turned her head away.
"Well, only if you want to, of course. I'm... always willing to accommodate you."
"..."
"You know what I mean, right? Since it's you, Hyun-seong—the person I love and cherish most in the world."
Before long, a faint, alluring smile played on her lips, one so captivating it would send a shiver down anyone's spine.
Facing Seol-ah like that, all Lee Hyun-seong could do was tremble.
After Baek Seol-ah left for her date with Lee Hyun-seong, fleeing after bribing me with a kiss on the cheek.
Pitter-patter!
"...Ah, shit. A sudden shower."
Having sat blankly on a campus bench for a while, I cursed at the sudden downpour and bolted to my feet.
No matter how complicated my thoughts were... or whatever the reason, I had to get out of the rain first.
"Man, it's really pouring."
The rain falling in sheets, as if a hole had been punched in the sky, was incredibly fierce.
At the very least, it didn't look like a passing shower that would let up anytime soon.
"...?"
Right then, as I took shelter under the eaves of one of the academy buildings, a girl caught my eye.
She was walking aimlessly through the torrential rain, without even an umbrella.
What?
A familiar face, one I had been running into quite often lately.
My brow furrowed deeply as I thought.
...What is she doing now?
The side ponytail she always wore to emphasize her petite frame and cute looks was nowhere to be seen.
As if she lacked the mental energy to even care about her hair, her long, straight black hair hung loosely down.
I hesitated for a moment, looking at her amethyst eyes, which seemed completely devoid of their usual fire.
"Hey, what are you doing standing out in the rain like an idiot?"
"..."
Cursing myself internally, I stepped out from under the eaves and approached her out of pure reflex.
I took off my school uniform jacket and held it over Seo Ah-hyun, creating a makeshift umbrella to block the pouring rain.
"Why aren't you in the dorms at this hour...?"
"..."
"Wait."
I was about to scold her for standing in the rain like a fool, as if she wanted to wallow in some sudden melancholy, but I stopped.
My expression hardened as I looked at Seo Ah-hyun's cheek as she turned to me with a fragile expression.
A reddish mark was stamped on her cheek.
"Fuck."
...In that instant, I felt a snap in my mind as my rationality shattered.
I growled, my voice dropping low.
"Did you get hit? Did that bastard Kim Min-jun hit you?"
"...Han Taeyang..."
"Answer me. Did he hit you? You foolish girl."
Unable to suppress the surge of anger, I pressed her, and Seo Ah-hyun's pitiful eyes welled with tears before she began to sob quietly.