Somwol, Somwol! (1)
“Siwoo-ya.... Why are you with the professor? And what the hell is that paper....”
Splash. Somwol drops the coffee she was drinking right then and there, striding straight toward me.
Her vibe is totally different from usual.... Somwol, who always showed me this warm, cuddly bear energy, now glares at the paper in my hand with eyes blazing like fire.
“What is it?”
The girl who was always like a soft teddy bear, all fluffy and innocent, is now staring me down like a raging grizzly, looking ready to kill. Who could spit out words easily in the face of their lover's vibe shifting this hard? Someone her height might manage, but for a short guy like me? No way in hell.
“Hand it over.”
Snatch! Somwol yanks the white paper right out of my grip without a second thought.
“....Siwoo-ya, why the hell are you trying to drop out all of a sudden?”
“Th-that's....”
“You know how hard we worked in middle and high school just to get into this school together. So why are you suddenly trying to quit?”
Somwol recites it in a flat, dry voice—a tone she's never used with me before, utterly unfamiliar.
“We went to academies together, promising we'd go to the same school.... So why are you trying to run off alone....”
Somwol's voice soaks with emotion. She's disappointed in me, no doubt. I can't respond, just hang my head low.
And then the crushing pain squeezes my heart like a vise, pounding relentlessly.
“Siwoo-ya. Say something?”
Her wet voice heats up. I barely manage to choke out words under that intensity.
“Somwol-ah, it's just.... I don't think I can keep going to school anymore....”
“Can't keep going? What the hell does that mean? Don't beat around the bush—say it straight. Is it because of that woman?”
Somwol points at Kwon Ye-seul. She's phrasing it like that, but she's probably already sniffed out her involvement.
“Park Somwol-ssi? Come on, I'm older than you—pointing fingers like that isn't cool. And who're you calling 'that woman'? Watch your mouth.”
Kwon Ye-seul pauses, flashing a leisurely smile before continuing.
“And what kind of girlfriend bullies her man like that? Try being a little sweeter.”
The oh-so-sweet Kwon Ye-seul says that, then rests her hand on my shoulder and pulls me toward her.
“You...! What the fuck are you doing? Get your hands off him!”
Thud. Somwol doesn't stand for it. She charges like an enraged bull, shoving Kwon Ye-seul away from me.
“Whoa.”
Kwon Ye-seul staggers back a bit. Caught off guard by Somwol's unexpectedly strong push, a flicker of surprise crosses her face.
“You calling me 'you'.... Gonna keep up the casual talk to the end, huh? Fine, no need for polite bullshit then.”
Kwon Ye-seul straightens her disheveled clothes from the shove and slips off her watch from her wrist.
“You asked what my relationship with Han Siwoo is, right?”
She pockets the watch and slowly walks up to Somwol.
Tap. She lightly shoves her aside and steps right up to me, who was standing behind her.
“It's about like this.”
Grope!
“Eek....”
A gross sensation hits my ass. I frantically shove her hand away, but it's too late.
“You...!”
“Get the picture? Now fuck off from in front of me, you retarded bitch.”
Bam! Kwon Ye-seul casually kicks the bench in front of her.
Crash.... The wooden chair collapses like it got axed.
“You didn't even notice your man's getting fucked like a dog, and now you pretend to care? It's fucking disgusting.”
Kwon Ye-seul yells it loud and proud. Shameless as hell, even though she's the thief here. But seeing her smash that bench in one hit with inhuman strength leaves Somwol speechless, unable to retort.
Still, Somwol doesn't back off, so Kwon Ye-seul's gaze shifts to me.
Slide.
“Ngh...!”
Guess she's done holding back now. She suddenly shoves her hand into my pants, groping and jerking my dick roughly.
“Your boyfriend's dick tastes so fucking good? Soft and warm body—total delicacy.”
Stroke stroke stroke!
Kwon Ye-seul jerks it even harder.
“You know what? Our compatibility is insane—one round and he pumps out like 60 loads before it's over. I lead at first, but by the end he's a mess because of me, right? Heh....”
Stroke stroke, splurt splurt splurt! Not even a minute in, and I shoot a thick load into her hand.
With people watching.... But her handjob's too much to resist.
“Ugh....”
Humiliation and crashing pleasure haze my mind. I can't face Somwol, so I drop my head again, staring at the ground.
“You know how it feels getting that thick cum straight in your womb? Sticky and hot, melting your insides.... Ah, it's pure bliss!”
Lick. Kwon Ye-seul giggles creepily, sucking the cum off her hand with her tongue.
“Letting a boyfriend who squirts tasty cum like this just go? You're a total idiot. C'mon, Siwoo-ya, let's book a wedding venue today.”
“Y-yeah...?”
Grip! That's news to me too? I blink blankly at Kwon Ye-seul.
“? What're you talking about? You knocked me up, so now you gotta live with me.”
“Pregnant.... Siwoo-ya? What the hell does she mean?”
Somwol stares at my face, shocked into a daze.
“No, that's.... We don't know for sure yet....”
“Think about it logically—that thick, massive load dumped straight into my womb hundreds of times? No way I'm not pregnant, right?”
Yeah, I'm not some porn star or hentai character.... In reality, one shot can do it.
“N-no way? Right...? She's lying, yeah?”
“Somwol-ah.... I, uh....”
Yank! Before I can say anything, Kwon Ye-seul grabs my arm and pulls me close.
“Still being a clingy fucking bitch.... Han Siwoo, you can't cut ties either, huh? Perfect timing. I'll end it for you today. Both of you, follow me.”
Kwon Ye-seul declares it one-sidedly, gripping my arm like it'll snap.
“Wh-what? Why the hell should I follow you? And Siwoo's hurting! Let go!”
“Why follow?”
Just like when she first met Somwol, she raises a finger and points—lower this time, right at Somwol's crotch.
“Your pussy got wet seeing this, didn't it? Right?”
“....Ah.”
Somwol's jeans are soaked dark, like she pissed herself. No foul smell, though, so that liquid's gotta be....
“Don't wanna come? Fine. But if you don't see this today, you'll never see his face again.”
With that, Kwon Ye-seul yanks my arm hard and drags me off.
Moments later—thud thud thud—footsteps follow.
Another familiar motel room bathed in purple lighting.... And here I am, dragged back to this place again.
“Pants down.”
“Eek...!”
Kwon Ye-seul forces me onto the bed and yanks my pants down.
Thud. My massive dick springs right up.
Kwon Ye-seul dodges it smoothly with her reflexes and smacks her lips.
“Hey, good view from there, right?”
“Hnnngh....”
Unlike before, it's not just me and Kwon Ye-seul. The one I love most, the one I want to cherish—Somwol.... She ended up following us into the room.
Somwol-ah.... I call her name desperately in my heart.
Showing her me getting raped by another woman? This is wrong. I press my palms against Kwon Ye-seul's face, pushing her away.
“What?”
“Th-this isn't right, please.... I don't wanna do it in front of Somwol.”
Slurp! But no way she'd listen to a dick-crazed woman like her. She casually engulfs the head in her mouth, grinning with her eyes as she bobs her head back and forth.
Her beautiful black ponytail sways wildly like a horse's mane.
“Mmph, slurp! Nngh, mmm, slurp....”
Her tongue slowly coils around the shaft. Lick.... lick.... She laps messily at the bulging veins, smirking all the while.
“Ahh....”
My head goes blank. I tried resisting the moment she touched me, but the instant her tongue hits, all strength drains from my body.
Is this what an alpha female is? A superior female dominating a male like me? I try denying it, but feeling my power leak away from just this blowjob proves it.
To Kwon Ye-seul, a guy like me is just tasty man-meat.
“Ah, aah, gonna cum soon....”
Spluuurt!
“Mmph, gulp, gulp, glurk....”
Way more cum than a normal person blasts out like a geyser. Kwon Ye-seul gulps it all down her throat, grins, and turns back.
“Mmm, so thick.... Siwoo-ya's baby batter is the best.”
Thud. She shoves both my shoulders lightly, strips off my top, and tosses it.
“Gonna fuck him like a dog from here on. Don't wanna watch? Get out.”
Somwol silently slips her hand between her legs.
“Somwol-ah....”
Squelch.