Baek Seol-ah (3)
At first, it was nothing but resentment. No matter how earnestly her beloved boyfriend had pleaded...
Baek Seol-ah simply couldn't comprehend his tastes. 'He wants me in another man's arms? Why...? Does Hyun-seong not love me anymore?' For the first time, she doubted her boyfriend, felt contempt deep down, and even lost some affection for him. If it were her, she'd feel revulsion just seeing her beloved anywhere near another woman.
Maybe Lee Hyun-seong no longer loved her. That was Baek Seol-ah's initial conclusion.
'Netorase... NTS.'
Now she knew. Or rather, she'd been forced to learn. That's how she came to understand, at least somewhat, why Hyun-seong wanted her stolen away. Strictly speaking, she'd grasped the underlying emotions and inclinations in theory. It went beyond simple masochism—getting aroused by his girlfriend being fucked by another man. There was even a proper term for it: NTS.
Honestly, Baek Seol-ah couldn't relate; it was some distant concept she could only vaguely accept as 'I guess that's how it is.'
...But how could she refuse when the man she loved more than anyone desired it so desperately? She'd fought long and hard over it, gotten seriously angry, and felt deep disappointment. Yet her feelings for Hyun-seong hadn't worn away completely.
So, pretending she couldn't help it, she reluctantly agreed to allow Netorase just once.
Thinking back to Hyun-seong's ecstatic joy when she gave that answer... it was cute, pathetic, and stirred a complex mix of emotions.
In the end, Baek Seol-ah had yielded to him once. She'd conceded to the act she'd so vehemently hated—letting another man hold her.
When Hyun-seong named Han Taeyang as the partner, it made her sick in a whole new way. But once she'd decided, she wouldn't go back on her word. That was her principle, and she intended to stick to it now. Especially since it was for the boyfriend she adored. She'd endure the disgust, just a little.
That was why.
"I'm serious. If you're going, then go. Don't do something you'll regret later, you idiot."
Even as she entered the boys' dorm with strong aversion and doubt, hesitating for a moment, Han Taeyang's uncharacteristically reasonable words steadied her shaken resolve with just that one line.
Sure, his unexpected side had boosted her favor slightly, but at the core, it was her feelings for Hyun-seong. They'd made a promise. She'd endure it just once. Roll around like a slut with Han Taeyang.
With that mindset, Baek Seol-ah mounted Han Taeyang.
With that mindset, she slipped her hand into his underwear.
And, and, and...
...Gulp.
When her hand touched a cock incomparably larger than her boyfriend's, Baek Seol-ah forgot—for a split second, a mere instant—the promise with Hyun-seong, the love underpinning it.
'...If this goes inside me...'
It was like her mind went blank as fresh paper, bleached clean. Inevitable. As a female.
*****
The camera was still rolling. It wasn't the highest quality smartphone cam, but it was more than enough to capture what was happening on the bed right in front of it. Overflowing, even.
Tap, tappity-tap...
"...Ngh."
I couldn't help groaning in pained arousal at the surreal, intensely stimulating sight before me.
It made sense. In the year since possessing this world, I'd never even imagined such a scene—not once.
It was that implausible, that devoid of logic, a dreamlike haze I could scarcely believe.
I could only stare up at the pure-white beauty diligently stroking my cock with both hands.
Straddling my thighs, her soft flesh teasing my lower body, one hand gripping my shaft and jerking it off—Baek Seol-ah.
How could I have dreamed of this? Only in fantasies, maybe.
Original novel or not, I'd lived a full year in this reality. Built relationships, blended into this world.
So I knew. The heroine 'Baek Seol-ah' I knew would never do this to me.
She'd just grimace and growl whenever she saw my face.
I'd aimed for that dynamic myself—to avoid messy entanglements later.
But somehow, our relationship twisted again. All because Lee Hyun-seong suddenly begged me to fuck his girlfriend.
Tappity-tap-tap!
"...Hey, feels good? Your face says my hand's doing the trick, Han Taeyang."
"Ngh... Baek Seol-gi, you—urk?!"
"Even now, that nickname? Don't piss me off."
I reflexively called her by her teasing nickname, only to suffer intense pain as a vein bulged on her forehead.
Her right hand gripped my shaft like it might snap it, and her left squeezed my balls like they might burst.
She controlled her strength, so it wasn't lethal agony... but enough to break a sweat and etch a fresh warning in my chest.
Shivering down my spine, I stammered haltingly.
"You really won't regret this...? No turning back now."
"... "
It was my final warning, trying to cling to reason amid the explosive lust from her unplanned handjob. Part of me hoped she'd snap out of it and back off.
But.
"What're you saying? You got all hyped seeing me naked, standing at full attention like this."
"Hss... "
Baek Seol-ah scoffed coldly, amused, and kept stroking.
Strictly, she hadn't stripped fully—still in underwear—but trivial details didn't matter.
Especially with her white panties soaked gray by some fluid.
I bit my lip hard, enduring the obscene sight and holding back ejaculation.
The academy's top beauty giving me a handjob wasn't something to tough out with bravado.
I might blow right now. As that thought flooded my mind—
"Ah... Gonna cum soon?"
"...!"
"Go ahead. That's the point."
As depicted in the original, she unleashed a subtle sadism in bed, smirking mockingly.
She didn't stop there. Leaning forward from her thigh-straddling position, she angled my cock against her belly and kept stroking.
Before I could fully savor that soft abdomen on my lower body—
"...Haum."
"...?!"
With haughty eyes gleaming sadistically, she glared down and lightly bit my nipple with her cute mouth.
As I widened my eyes at the sudden caress, she pursed her lips and whispered.
"Cum. It's okay. As much as you want..."
"...Ngh...!"
That was the trigger. Gritting my teeth, I unleashed the building pressure from my lower body.
As she said.
Spurt, spurt—!
"...Ah!"
My boiling desire, my pleasure, took form and erupted outside.
Baek Seol-ah gasped shortly at the hot liquid hitting her belly.
Regaining composure, she smiled with mature allure, stroking with perfect pressure.
"...All of it. Nice and easy, yeah."
"Hng... "
Guided by her, my hips shuddered as I emptied everything through my cock.
After a long climax, her hand and belly were coated in my thick white semen.
"...So much. Your load's definitely... more than Hyun-seong's..."
"...Urk, what?"
She muttered something unintelligible, barely audible, then snapped back with a coquettish smile.
"Nothing. Better now, Han Taeyang?"
"...Why ask the obvious?"
Look at the mess I made. As I grumbled, she smirked, looking oddly pleased, and wiped the cum on her panties like it was routine.
"Well, I made you cum once, so technically we've done the deed... but not sure if that'll satisfy Hyun-seong."
"... "
"What now? Should I text him and check—"
Grab—
"Ah."
Before she finished, I reached out and seized her wrist.
Did she expect it? She smiled faintly, covering her mouth.
About to grab the smartphone on the nightstand, her cheeks flushed subtly as she said,
"...What? Han Taeyang. Want more?"
"More, you say...?"
"Eek, ah, kyaa?!"
Thud!
Grinning twistedly, a bit miffed at my pride, I shoved Baek Seol-ah onto the bed.
Flipping her under me, I pressed my knuckles firmly against her soaked underwear.
"...Ah, hnng."
She let out a lewd moan, and glaring down, I growled with thick displeasure.
"That what you call it? Obviously. You tease me senseless, thinking you'd just leave? Baek Seol-gi."
Her belly twitched spasmodically as she stared up with those golden eyes.
Murmuring with a hazy smile,
"Don't call me that..."
"Shut it."
"...H-haah."
I flipped my hand, pressing her panty-clad slit with my index and middle fingerprints—right on the prominent axe-mark.
Hearing some frantic heartbeat—whose?—I clicked my tongue and declared.
"Teasing me this far... Don't think you can just bail. Baek Seol-gi. You're dying by my hands today."
"...Ah, heh, scary..."
The camera kept capturing us—bodies entwined on the bed, taking turns servicing each other.
Squish...!
"Hn, ngh?!"
I curled my fingers, pressing her pussy through the fabric like shoving it in; she moaned sluttily, lashes fluttering.
Still like that, I yanked off my annoying shirt with one hand and smirked coldly.
"Let's die once today, Baek Seol-gi."
She bit her lip shyly for a moment, then grinned lasciviously, embracing the situation.
"Whatever... Do what you want. Yeah, Hyun-seong told you to take all of me today. I don't mind."
I chuckled mischievously. "Just your body?"
"... "
She hesitated an instant, but before I could read the flicker in her eyes, she murmured meaningfully.
"...Yeah, obviously. Just my body."
"... "
"My heart's Hyun-seong's. Don't covet it, Han Taeyang."
From the camera's angle, her smartphone missed the subtle emotion on her face just then.
I subtly swallowed my regret—
And slid my right hand up to strip her underwear fully.
"...Hngut... "
Baek Seol-ah lifted her hips and legs herself to make it easier.