Midnight Betrayal in the Shadows
Even after punishing Seo-yeon at dawn, Eun-ho didn't let on to Ye-rin. He kept it all bottled up—the fact that he knew about her and Woo-hyun, that he'd personally witnessed them fucking in the woods not long ago, that the three of them had screwed around behind his back. If he tipped his hand, Ye-rin would get wary, and then he'd never get to see her banging other guys right in front of him.
First things first, Eun-ho thought. The obvious play is to swap with Woo-hyun soon. Suggest trading Seo-yeon and Ye-rin for some fun—he's got no reason to say no, since he's already balls-deep in her. That way, he could naturally watch Ye-rin getting railed by Woo-hyun. With that tantalizing prospect in mind, Eun-ho made sure to fuck Ye-rin at least once a day. Her pussy, after all this time away from really using it properly, was still the absolute best. No matter how many women he slept with, none had that perfect grip. Seo-yeon's was good, the taekwondo slut Jin-ah was decent, Hye-young's tight hole wasn't bad—but Ye-rin's was on another level. The way her walls clenched around his cock, the rhythmic squeeze from deep inside, the way her depths hugged his glans when he bottomed out. She dominated every category.
Every time he fucked her, Eun-ho imagined Woo-hyun—or some random stranger—pounding Ye-rin. Her pussy stretched around another man's dick. Her moans spilling out under someone else. Those visions swelled his pleasure until his mind was flooded with them by the time he came. Once they finished, Ye-rin looked at him with a hint of dissatisfaction and asked,
"Eun-ho-ya... what're you doing this weekend?"
"Dunno... probably hanging with you?"
"Can I come to your room then?"
She'd only been getting it once a day lately, and the hunger in her eyes was obvious—eyes narrowed just a bit, cheeks faintly flushed, lips caught between her teeth as she gauged his reaction. It looked downright desperate. No wonder she'd been gone for weeks; a girl like her couldn't resist jumping on other cocks. Especially here at Donghae Comprehensive Sports University, crawling with horny athletes.
"Sure, I'll kick out my roommate."
"Thanks. I'll make something tasty and bring it over."
Ye-rin did cook sometimes. The cafeteria kitchen was open to students, so weekends often saw girls whipping up meals, and she was one of them. Back when they were neighbors, she'd frequently come over and cook when his parents were out. But this time? He could already guess. Hope she doesn't just boil up some eels or some shit.
Come the weekend, Eun-ho shooed out his roommate.
"When the hell you gonna share a girl? You eat 'em up and ghost?"
"Fuck off... Soon, man, just hold on a bit longer."
"You said that last week too. My patience ain't infinite."
"Got it... When have I ever lied to you?"
"Fine, whatever... I'll settle for Senior Jin-ah tonight."
"You still banging that chick? You're gonna catch something."
"Dude... She's called the Track Fairy out there. What disease?"
"Just be careful anyway."
"You be careful."
Eun-ho bullshitted with his roommate Tae-yoon until it was about time for Ye-rin to arrive, then tried to boot him out. But Tae-yoon wouldn't budge—untying and retying his sneakers, checking his phone, chugging water. Every excuse in the book to stall. Then Ye-rin showed up first.
"Hey... You're Eun-ho's girlfriend, right?"
"Yeah, Ha Ye-rin."
"We've been roommates a while, but this is the first I've seen you. Swimmer, huh?"
"Yep."
"Swim team's the best..."
Tae-yoon's gaze raked over Ye-rin's body—from her hair down her shoulders, breasts, waist, ass, legs. No hesitation, zero shame. Like he was memorizing every inch of her swimmer's broad shoulders and toned waist.
"Yo, cut the bullshit and get out."
"Alright, alright... Have fun, Ye-rin."
Tae-yoon scanned her head to toe one more time before leaving. Eun-ho had a bad feeling about it, but Ye-rin was stunning enough that anyone might stare. He'd been with her so long he was numb to it, but she turned heads anywhere.
"Eun-ho-ya... You eat dinner?"
"Nah... You said you'd bring some."
"Right, let's eat."
Ye-rin unpacked grilled eels. The savory aroma hit hard, but the intent was so obvious it drew a hollow laugh. Woo-hyun must not be cutting it. She needed it multiple times a day to be satisfied, and he'd been slacking lately. Eels weren't the miracle aphrodisiac people claimed, but the placebo effect was real enough.
As they ate the thoughtfully prepared eels, Eun-ho thought ahead to the night.
After the eels, Eun-ho fucked Ye-rin senseless. Twice in her pussy, the third time up her ass. First round started missionary—he hoisted her legs over his shoulders and drove deep, making her bite the sheets to stifle her moans. She was always like that with him: passive, shy, soft whimpers. But he knew how loud she got for Woo-hyun.
Second was doggy—he gripped her waist and slammed away, her ass slapping against his abs with wet smacks. Her juices trailed down her inner thighs.
For the anal finale, she clutched the sheets face-down as his massive cock stretched her hole, her back arching like a bow each thrust. Eun-ho recalled how Woo-hyun had broken her in back there, fueling his savage rhythm.
Finally, Ye-rin collapsed beside him. Nearly four hours of fucking; with dinner, it was five—already 11 p.m. They showered together and crashed in his bed. Fresh sheets smelled of fabric softener, lulling him as he spooned her to sleep. Her damp hair carried a faint shampoo scent against his chest. For once, a solid night's rest. If only his roommate hadn't come back at dawn.
"Mmph... Nngh... Hnng... Ah... Ungh..."
Eun-ho woke feeling cold. His bare feet poked out—no blanket. He tugged it back, but a muffled moan snapped him alert.
"Ah... Ungh... Ahh... Nngh..."
Someone stifling gasps. A sound he knew too well. He peeked over. Ye-rin was bent over the next bed. Behind her, the roommate he'd kicked out knelt, thrusting steadily. Streetlight through the window highlighted Tae-yoon's flexing back muscles.
"Fuck... This pussy's insane..."
"Nngh... Haa... Shh... You'll wake Eun-ho..."
"Nah, he's got a debt to me."
"Ahng... Aah... Nngh... What debt?"
"Long story... Haa... First pussy like this..."
"Nngh... Suddenly... Ahng... This is wrong..."
"You came to this bed..."
"Haang... Ungh... I was gonna do it next to Eun-ho..."
"Exactly—why not wake him? You wanted it too."
"Haaaang... No... You snuck it in while he slept..."
"So why not scream?"
"Aang... Aang... Can't let Eun-ho find out... Ungh... I'm sorry enough already..."
"Who cares? I just wanna fuck you—that was the deal with Eun-ho."
"Ahng... Grk... Huh? What deal? Ah... With Eun-ho?"
"It's a thing. Heh, loosen up... Gonna bust too soon."
"Haa... Cum quick... Ah... Before Eun-ho wakes..."
Eun-ho watched, but they were too lost in it to notice. Tae-yoon's hips pistoned rhythmically in the dark, soft slaps echoing on Ye-rin's ass. She gripped the sheets, swallowing moans, but her sopping pussy betrayed her with squelches.
From the talk, Tae-yoon had come back at dawn, groped naked Ye-rin beside him, and she'd crossed beds to avoid waking Eun-ho—taking the dick to keep it quiet. Absurd, but expected. She'd probably startled awake, and Tae-yoon begged desperately. Ye-rin couldn't say no. She never could.
But Eun-ho wasn't mad about that. Watching her get fucked had his cock rock-hard, precum leaking. He itched to stroke it. What pissed him off? He'd railed her three times, yet her lust hadn't faded—she couldn't resist Tae-yoon. He'd failed to satisfy her fully. His pride stung. Most girls would've tapped out. Not Ye-rin. Her hunger was endless.
"Haaaang... Haang... Hng... Grk... Haang... Aang..."
"Quiet down..."
Tae-yoon clapped a hand over her mouth.
"Mmph... Ungh... Mmmph... Mmph... Hng..."
He'd said fuck getting caught, but her real moans spooked him. He'd probably play dumb: thought she was the one you promised to share, sorry bro. Take a few punches—worth it for a shot at Ye-rin.
"Haa... Haa... Tough one... Your turn on top."
Tae-yoon pulled out and lay beneath her. Ye-rin mounted without hesitation, sinking onto his cock effortlessly. Like she'd done it dozens of times. Eun-ho stifled a bitter laugh.
"Heh... Fuck..."
It slipped out loud. They froze—Ye-rin's hands on his chest, Tae-yoon gripping her thighs. Silence crashed down. No more slaps, squelches, or whimpers.
Eun-ho sat up, killing the mood.
"What the fuck are you two doing?"
"Uh... Eun-ho... It's... Look—"
"Yo! Ye-rin's innocent! I thought she was the one you were sharing—"
"You fucking prick, that's your excuse?"
Eun-ho lunged but stopped—his dick throbbed at full mast. No hiding his arousal now.
"And you're what, just taking it? Not satisfied with what I gave you earlier?"
"Sorry... Eun-ho... I... It was—"
"Ye-rin's blameless! I forced her—"
"Shut your fucking mouth one more word, Tae-yoon, or I'll rip it off!"
Tae-yoon shut up. But hilariously, Ye-rin still hadn't pulled off—straddling him, looking up apologetically at Eun-ho, lower body stock-still. Tae-yoon's cock buried deep. Streetlight gleamed on her slick inner thighs.
"Hah... Haha... Fuck me..."
Eun-ho laughed at the absurdity. And he decided. He stood and approached Ye-rin.