Couple Rings for My Girlfriend, and Today Too... with the Bestie Chatting with Her Boyfriend
Even as I ran into Lee Eunche and followed her lead all day, the novelty never wore off. No matter how casually I acted, the hypnosis card polished my performance. Trusting in that, I let her take the reins—and it turned out to be surprisingly fun. From what I'd seen before, she wasn't exactly the social butterfly type, so I was curious how she'd toy with me. Turns out, she had this annoyingly clingy girlfriend vibe going on. A total fresh type for me; no one in my circle was like that. Ji-yoon didn't count since she was just following threats, and Yoon Siyeon came closest but felt more like a fuckbuddy-friend hybrid than a lover. Personally, I preferred taking charge in bed, but letting one girl lead now and then? Yeah, that had its charms. Especially since it wasn't really working on me—she thought the hypnosis app was real, after all.
And besides.
*Squelch… Plap!Plap!Plap-plap…!*
"Hngh… hah…♡ Nngh…♡"
Like earlier, the second I slammed my cock in, she forgot all about taking charge, moaning and writhing like a bitch in heat. Total day-and-night difference, right? When I obediently licked her pussy, she'd gaze down at me all cute and endeared. But stuff her full of dick? This. The gap was adorable. Lee Eunche was a keeper. Her dyed blonde hair fell long and pretty—pass. Her slim, straight back—pass. Breasts not huge but perfectly shaped, with cute little nipples—pass. Ass like a peach, not massive but jiggling softly with every thrust—pass.
*Plap…! Plap!Plap-plap!Plap!*
The way her pussy wrinkles and folds clenched around me, that perfect fuckability—pass. "Ahn♡ Cumming…♡ Haaah…♡" Even her cute moans contrasting that snappy speech—pass.
*Spurt-spurt-spuuurt…! Splurt!*
"Fuu…"
"Hnnngh…♡ Haa…♡"
Nothing like creampieing that pussy.
***
White cum leaked from between her pale ass cheeks, her cute little asshole on full display as she collapsed in spasms. It took Lee Eunche a good five minutes to come back to herself and pull it together. Other girls had lost it early on too—inexperience, affection from me and the cards—but she was next level. The real deal squirting addict or whatever. Anyway, after our steamy romp in the clubroom, we cleaned up our mess, aired out the place, and called it a day.
But right before leaving.
Evidently that fuck had been that good, because Lee Eunche hit me with some extra hypnosis.
"Don't refuse if I call or ask for anything before I snap my fingers. And… treat me a bit kinder, without it showing… build up some affection for me… no."
She trailed off a little whinily, biting her lip before adding,
"Like me."
With that, she pocketed her phone. I played along seamlessly, flashing a casual smile like we'd just been chatting idly.
"Wow, time flew. Gotta run—got plans."
"Alright. Get home safe."
Her attitude flipped on a dime too. Smiling warmly, waving me off gently. If her classmates saw that, jaws would drop. The girl rumored to be a total bitch suddenly brimmed with goodwill.
I didn't turn away just yet, tossing in one more pleasantry.
"You too. Exams done today, right? Good work. Catch you later, Eunche."
"……!"
I hadn't been especially sweet, but the cards handled the tweaks for her. Sure enough, she beamed, clearly thrilled by my shifted demeanor. I gave her a quick glance and sauntered out.
No plans to nudge her further. I'd just roll with whatever she called me for—kept things natural. Seemed more fun that way. Her grabby lead-taking was cute, and the novelty of yielding a bit? Refreshing.
This is genuinely fun.
An unexpected thrill, unscripted by me. Grinning ear to ear, I headed home.
Weather warming up; I'd sweated on the way, so I showered and waited. Soon enough, Ryu Seol arrived. But…
"Oppa. Dad booked a restaurant… gotta head there soon…"
She looked so downcast saying it. I pulled her into a soft hug, soothing her.
Her family's situation had improved some with her sister's job, but money was still tight. They rarely ate out. Probably Dad splurging to cheer her on for mocks. No way I'd hold her back.
"Sorry…"
"It's fine. Just called you for a quick gift anyway."
"Gift?"
Perplexed, I pulled out the couple ring case that'd arrived the other day. Her eyes went wide at the little square box.
"Wh-what…"
She hadn't seen this coming at all, my cute girlfriend lost for words. I opened it, slipped the pretty silver ring onto her finger—slowly claiming her ring finger. Sizes can be tricky even with measurements; luckily, perfect fit. Relief. Slid mine on quick, then hooked our ringed hands together, fingers interlaced. Waited for her reaction. Would my Seol tear up from the…?
"…Kyaa! Oppa! What's this?!"
*Whoosh!*
Nope, not her style. She squealed and tackled me. For the next ten minutes, no real talk—just her ecstatic shrieks. Glancing at her ringed finger, then my face.
"What do I dooo?!"
Flailing like that. I just breathed in her scent teasing my nose, soaking up her joy. Her usual feel-good smell mixed with a hint of sweat—somehow lewd, perfect.
Finally calming, she hesitated, face clouding a bit.
"This… Noir brand must've cost a fortune…"
Yeah, popular with our age group—she clocked the price instantly. I knew it too, but she'd know better.
"Nah, not really. It's our couple ring; of course I'd buy it."
Her face filled with gratitude and guilt, on the verge of offering to chip in. I cut her off. If she'd bought it first, maybe, but no way I'd take her money otherwise. Plenty of other marks to squeeze now.
Gotta spoil Seol more.
She'd earned it, flaunting her wiles to win me. But she still looked uneasy. Time for brute force—she had dinner soon, no time to drag this out.
"Wanna show your thanks?"
"Yeah…"
"Suck me off before you go? Holding you got me hard."
"……."
Sounds crazy in context, but it was for her. Feed her my load, she'd be in top form for mocks tomorrow. And preemptive stomach insurance before the fancy meal.
No offense taken, naturally. She fidgeted, then bloomed into a smile. Like Yoon Siyeon, a natural mood-maker—she knew dragging the mood down stressed me.
"I'll make you feel so good, oppa. With my mouth♡"
"Looking forward to it. Oh, pull your tits out and do it from the side."
"Yes, oppa♡"
She hiked up her top, baring her breasts, and nestled between my legs. Fished out my cock, stretched her little mouth wide, and engulfed it deep.
*Sluuuurp♡ Mmph… Churrrp… Smack!Pop♡*
*Squelch-squelch*—drenched in spit, she gave it her all, nibbling and tongue-lashing. I kneaded her tits, savoring the blowjob.
Feed Seol now… and tonight, hit up Yoon Siyeon. Morning: Ju Gayeong. Afternoon: Lee Eunche. Now: Seol. Night: Siyeon. My dick's schedule was packed.
***
One load down Seol's throat, straight to Yoon Siyeon's place. No prior plans; she'd been out late, social butterfly that she was. Exams done today, I figured. Changed into comfy clothes, wandered her place like home. Sleepovers had made it familiar—toothbrush, mug, fridge pants, all mine like we cohabited. Zero Cola she'd stocked for me? Downed one. Snacked on chips, tidied her strewn clothes. Chill vibes.
*Diing!*
Yoon Siyeon was back.
"Yeah yeah, got it. Focus on your last exam. Me? Perfect as always~ Scholarships every time?"
Chatting with… Kim Jihun, from the tone. No surprise at the lit apartment or me; casually kicked off her shoes. I waited at the entry, arms wide, till she stood.
"Hold on~ Just got home."
She melted into my arms, lips crashing. "*Mmwah…♡ Smack♡*"
Her boyfriend on speaker, body all lovey-dovey with me. Cohabiting lovers vibe.
"Churrrp… Sluuurp…♡"
Phone hand lowered, tongue out deep, swapping spit. Nuzzling noses cutely, free hand groping my ass—intense.
"Smack, smack♡"
After the sticky makeout, smirking eye-smiles, quick pecks—then phone to ear.
"Yeah. Tomorrow's your last? Don't grab junk when you're hungry; sleep it off. You always get tummy aches mornings."
*Click, slide*
Casual chat continued. I took her bag, set it down gently, slipped hand under shirt to unhook her bra and pull it free. Yanked the tee up, latched onto her exposed tits.
"Sluuurp…"
"Mmm♡ Date… after your exam's done. Gotta buy a swimsuit, remember."
"Mmmph… Slurp… Churrp…"
*Swoosh*
She gazed down with a lewd smile, stroking my head as I rolled her stiff nipple. Suckled like a baby while peeling off her jeans. She swayed helpfully. Hand into panties, kneading firm ass—then slid them off too.
Now Yoon Siyeon wore just her tee draped over her chest, tits to pussy bare for me. Socks still on.
"Don't pull that festival shit at the beach or I'll really get mad."
Arm around her waist, to the bed. She lay back, legs splayed wide. Seamless, no hesitation—like scripted. We'd fucked enough; pure instinct.
"Wanna see my bikini? Planned something sluttier with you there—don't piss me off♡"
*Squelch…*
Tossing boyfriend a bone about bikinis, to me—her male bestie fucktoy—she spread wide, showing trimmed bush, pussy, slick pink folds unhidden.
And her face? Blissfully happy.