Oppa, Don't You Want to Have Sex with Me?
“…Whoa, fuck.”
Even getting that call from Park Eun-ji had been shocking enough, but the photo that arrived with it left me completely stunned. I hadn’t expected anything like this.
“…We weren’t supposed to be at this level, were we…?”
I’d run errands for her period pads. I’d even cleaned her pigsty of a room a few times. That was how little she saw me as a man—like a cow looking at a chicken. Still, I never thought she’d just casually send a dick pic out of nowhere. The fact that it was mine was the only small relief in the whole mess.
“……She’s actually insane.”
I shook my head without thinking. This wasn’t normal-person thinking. There was no way I could understand Park Eun-ji. Not that I was going to try.
“…And fuck. What the hell am I supposed to do with this?”
Her ridiculous demand left me speechless. She hadn’t asked for anything else—just sent a random cock pic and told me to find out whose it was. At least there were no identifying marks in the photo. I’d have to be more careful from now on.
The phone vibrated again. The glowing screen announced a new message.
“Hah!”
As long as she didn’t find out, it was fine. How the hell was she going to figure out it was me? It was basically impossible. And she wouldn’t go telling anyone about this either. At most she’d just order someone like me around on errands. She probably didn’t even dream that the guy on the other end was me.
“Haa… heh, hehe…”
My own creepy laugh surprised me. It was the first time I realized I could laugh like that.
“Ah, what do I do…”
The question was directed at myself.
“…If I get caught, I’m fucked…”
If she found out, I was really fucked. Hell, I might even die. The thought kept spinning in my head.
“But still… it’s way too fun…”
I was getting drunk on the excitement and thrill that words couldn’t describe.
“……Never. Never getting caught.”
As long as she didn’t find out, everything would be fine. Still, the worry that she might report it lingered. I had to make sure Park Eun-ji couldn’t even think about reporting this. I started racking my brain for ways to pull that off.
“Hoo…”
I picked up my phone and opened the random chat I’d been using with her. At least here, I was just a “stranger,” not myself.
Park Eun-ji was playing along with my pace. The way she kept dodging made it obvious she still hadn’t sent the tit pic I wanted.
“Haa…”
Honestly, I was excited. My cock kept twitching on its own at the thought. Sure, I could just search for tits online, but this was different. These were Park Eun-ji’s tits—someone I actually knew.
I flopped onto the bed and got into the perfect position for the best jerk-off session of my life. My eyes stayed glued to the random chat, waiting for the next message.
Obviously. If anyone dared badmouth her, her followers would never let it slide. They’d hunt the guy down and beat the shit out of him.
A promise? That was easy. Whether I’d actually keep it… well, we’d see.
“…Hah, heh, heh…”
This was obviously her trying to build favor with me. It was so transparent, yet the word “oppa” still made the corner of my mouth twitch uncontrollably.
“…Bullshit, seriously…”
If I showed my face, today would probably be the day of my funeral.
“Ah…”
That was the original goal when I started this random chat. The explicit conversation made my heart pound, and knowing it was Park Eun-ji on the other end made it even hotter.
I knew I shouldn’t take the bait. My brain told me so.
“…Gulp.”
I swallowed hard at her words.
Her blunt, obscene words kept coming, and another worry started creeping into my head.
Was she serious? Did Park Eun-ji really feel that way right now? I spent several seconds agonizing over it, over and over.
It felt like someone was force-feeding me sweet honey while I worried there might be poison mixed in. The thought sent chills down my spine.
She kept stalling. It felt like she was trying to kill me with anticipation.
“Hoo…”
My heart, which had been racing, now pounded heavily. I settled into a comfortable position and grabbed my leaking cock, stroking it while waiting for her photo.
“Haa, ha… haaa…”
My breathing grew rough with excitement. My hand moved faster, and pleasure so intense my toes curled washed over me.
“Ah…”
I hadn’t expected it. And just like they say, the unexpected always gets you. I’d been waiting for this photo, but after all her dodging I thought she wouldn’t send it after all. Maybe that’s why I wasn’t prepared.
The moment the picture of what looked like Park Eun-ji’s tits appeared on my screen, I couldn’t hold back. A spurt of precum shot out and splattered hot across the back of my hand.
“Heh, haah… hng…”
My heart felt like it was about to explode, and my cock swelled even larger. I started stroking furiously.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
The background looked familiar. Someone who had to be Park Eun-ji was holding her breasts with both hands, but even her hands couldn’t fully cover their fullness. I kept pumping my hand like a madman.