The First Morning of the Semester
Sunlight filtering through the gap in the blinds tickled his face.
When Si-woo cracked his eyes open, a warm body heat pressed against his chest.
Looking down at Seran's face, fast asleep in his arms, the whole situation still felt like a dream.
The lovemaking had stretched deep into the night, and by the end he felt as though he'd been wrung completely dry.
With nothing left to squeeze out of him, the two of them had simply collapsed, holding each other and drifting off like a pair of affectionate newlyweds.
Who would ever believe this face belonged to a woman in her forties…?
Her long lashes curled upward at the tips like the eaves of a tiled roof, and the cute nose and lips arranged across her small face balanced each other in perfect harmony.
Beneath it all, her skin—white to the point of translucence—caught the morning sun and seemed to glow.
When his gaze slid lower, Seran's turned hip put every curve of her figure on full display.
A brief look was all it took for his lust to come creeping back, slow and insistent.
Carefully, Si-woo rolled Seran onto her back.
Still deep asleep, her legs parted slightly, exposing her pussy.
White smears dried across the dark thicket of her hair told the story of the heated night before.
When Si-woo gently spread her legs, her outer lips peeled apart with a wet, sticky sound, and between them, slick arousal had strung itself across her entrance like a spider's web.
He pressed his already-hard cock against her opening and began to rub it slowly—and, remarkably, her pussy began to grow wet again.
"Ma'am…?"
He whispered her name, half wondering if she'd woken, but Seran gave no response.
So she gets wet even while she's sleeping…
His arousal surged.
A pussy he could use however he pleased the moment he opened his eyes—what better toy could a twenty-year-old man with a vigorous sex drive ask for?
Little by little, careful not to wake her, Si-woo pushed himself inside.
When his glans slipped past and half the shaft had disappeared into her, a groggy voice, thick with sleep, drifted up from below.
"Mmm… Si-woo… what are you doing…?"
Still only half awake and unable to grasp the situation, Seran blinked her eyes open slowly.
"You're awake?"
Si-woo answered offhandedly, watching her hole stretch wider and wider to take him in.
Her pussy wasn't wet enough yet and put up a fairly tight resistance, but as he pushed in steadily, it accepted his cock bit by bit.
"Mmnh… first thing in the morning, honestly…"
Seran's hips gave the faintest buck.
Each time her pelvis moved, the flesh wrapped around his cock quivered and clenched tighter.
After a few strokes, the point where their bodies joined found a fit so perfect it was as if they'd been made as a pair from the start.
Feeling her depths grow slicker than before, Si-woo began to move his hips in earnest.
Slick, thrust. Slick, thrust.
"Haaah…"
Seizing the pillow, Seran bit her lip to stifle her moans.
"Haaang, hh—"
But after a few more thrusts from his throbbing, fully erect cock, she could no longer hold back, and unrestrained cries broke free of her.
"Haa, f-first thing in the… morning, you're… too much…"
Watching Seran's body jolt as she clutched the pillow hard enough to tear it, Si-woo felt his climax arrive almost immediately.
"Hng—!"
At the last moment he pulled out and scattered his hot seed all over her body.
Spurt, spurt.
His balls, empty as an abandoned granary after last night, seemed to have replenished themselves in the meantime—such a flood of cum came bursting out that it painted Seran's body white.
"Haaaah…"
Seran only shivered, quietly watching the cum slide down her skin.
"Off you go, then."
A few days later, the semester finally began.
But Si-woo's mind had been elsewhere these past few days, and the start of classes held no welcome for him.
Spending his days at Seran's place had become the more familiar routine now.
Waking up in the morning, mid-meal, even in his sleep—whenever the mood struck, he helped himself to the hole waiting beside him.
And no matter the circumstance, Seran never once refused him; she always took him in.
"Haa, haa. I love how you're always wet for me, ma'am."
In the dark of night, her eyes closed, Si-woo driving into her like a piston—and to him, Seran gave her answer.
"…What can I do, when just having you here beside me makes me wet before I know it?"
Si-woo's eyes snapped wide open.
That night, he came five times until dawn. All five of them, of course, deep inside her.
"Maybe I just shouldn't go?"
Si-woo stopped mid-step toward the door and turned back, whining at Seran like a sulking child.
She answered his disappointment with a light kiss.
"You can't do that on your very first day. I'll be waiting, so hurry home."
Her tone was firm, but a soft smile lay underneath it.
Looking at Seran's smile, Si-woo checked the clock.
"…I've still got a little time."
Then he took hold of Seran's body and turned her toward the closed front door.
"Si-woo…?"
He flipped her skirt straight up over her waist.
Whenever they were together, she never wore panties.
With her plump, ripe buttocks bared before him, Si-woo yanked his pants down in a flash.
His massive cock sprang free of its cramped confines and slapped against her ass.
Thrust.
He buried himself inside her without warning—but her ever-ready pussy offered no resistance at all, taking him in completely.
"Ahh… y-you have to go to school."
Seran cried out to him even as her body shuddered under the impact.
"I can't exactly go like this, can I? Let me finish quick—ly…"
Smack, smack, smack, smack.
It was rough sex with not a shred of consideration in it.
Had she been any ordinary woman, screams would have filled the room.
But for Seran, facing an inexperienced young man who had nothing going for him but youth, it was only more arousing.
Tightening her lower belly, she helped him reach his climax as easily as possible.
"Ugh… I'm coming."
Spurt.
Deep inside her clenched-shut pussy, his cum churned and overflowed.
When he pulled his cock free, the seed came gushing out after it with a wet, gurgling sound.
"Haa… right, I'm off."
Pulling his pants back up, Si-woo planted a kiss on Seran and said goodbye.
Click.
The door shut, and Seran stood dazed in the entryway, gazing in the direction he'd gone, and whispered softly.
"…Off you go, darling."
Her eyes, empty of any focus, carried something unsettling in them.
Drip… drip… The milky fluid trickling down her thighs fell one drop at a time onto the floor.
"See you all next week."
He'd been looking forward to it so much—his first university lecture.
But it was just more people and more hours, no different from anything he'd sat through before, and Si-woo felt his energy drain away.
Time to just go home.
His head was full of nothing but the landlady.
As he stood and gathered his bag, murmuring voices drifted up from behind him.
"…So he never showed that day after all?"
"Yeah, he left with that senior and apparently just never came back."
"Damn… so he actually did it with her? I'm so jealous. That noona was seriously hot."
Si-woo couldn't understand why they bothered whispering when he could hear every word—but he didn't feel the conversation was worth engaging in.
Yeah, talk all you want.
Maybe it was the confidence of a man who'd actually had sex, but their envy only struck him as childish.
Then it happened.
"Hey. Why haven't you called me?"
He lifted his head toward the shadow blocking his path and found Gayoung standing there, fuming.
"Ah… hey, sunbae. Hi?"
At Si-woo's leisurely greeting, Gayoung's face twisted with irritation.
"What… what's with that reaction? That's it. Come here for a second."
Gayoung seized his wrist without warning and hauled him out of the lecture hall.
"W-wait a sec. My bag—my bag."
Si-woo barely managed to grab his bag before being dragged along after her.
"Holy shit… I am so jealous, seriously."
The muttered voice of a classmate staring at him slack-jawed was just a bonus.
Once outside, Gayoung and Si-woo came to a stop side by side in front of a shaded bench behind the building.
"Hey, you—"
Gayoung couldn't get the rest out, only glaring at him.
Si-woo, utterly lost, just blinked at her.
"Haa… Fine. So that's your type, huh? Okay…"
She muttered something he couldn't make out, then snatched his hand again.
"Whoa—what now…?"
This time she dragged him a considerable distance. The campus gradually fell away behind them until they'd turned into a secluded back alley.
"Seriously, why did we come all the way out here…"
Then, glancing back, what caught his eye was a garish neon sign.
"…A love motel?"
"Save it. Just follow me."
Gayoung moved like water.
Before the kiosk screen had even finished displaying the room options, she pressed the buttons as if she'd memorized the layout, grabbed the key card, and strode inside without hesitation.
Beep, click.
She tapped the card to the door lock, pushed the door open, and shoved Si-woo inside as if tossing him onto the bed.
"Just what on earth is going on…"
Faced with his bewildered expression, Gayoung pounced on him as though she couldn't hold back another second.
"Whoa—!"
He couldn't resist her momentum and toppled onto the bed, and Gayoung climbed on top of him, panting, saying nothing as she began to undo his pants.
"Um—excuse me? Sunbae?"
Si-woo tried to calm her, but one look in her eyes told him she'd gone completely off the rails.
When had she even stripped him? His underwear was already gone, and his cock stood fully exposed before her hot breath.
"Haa… haa… this, this is it."
Gazing at his cock like a woman drunk on drugs, Gayoung murmured to herself.
Then, handling it as if it were something precious, she wrapped both hands around his cock and opened her mouth wide.
Sluurp.
"Hnngh…"
Watching Gayoung wear an expression of pure satisfaction with her mouth stuffed full of cock, Si-woo's whole body jolted at the jolt of electricity that shot through him.
Shloop, shloop.
Like a child savoring a long-awaited ice cream, Gayoung moved her head slowly, taking her time.
Reluctant to let his cock melt away in her hot mouth, she even sucked down every drop of his precum as it welled up.
Chuurp.
"Haaaah, this is exactly the taste I've been craving… Now then—shall I eat my fill properly?"
Licking her lips, Gayoung wiped the drool from her mouth.