Seo A-rin - Holding the Climax at a Street Bar (1)
Seo Arin - Reaching Climax at the Pojangmacha (1)
#Girlfriend #Blackmail #TruthGame #AlphaMale #Comparison
A woman walked into the pojangmacha filled with vibrant early-twenties college students.
Instantly, the conversations at every table stopped, and all eyes focused on her.
Those sitting with their backs to the entrance looked confused for a moment, but the second they turned their heads, they completely understood.
Long, straight black hair that reminded them of their first love.
G-cup breasts further emphasized by a tight-fitting turtleneck.
The tennis skirt hugging her narrow waist flared out slightly to cover her childbearing hips underneath.
Everyone focused on where the new girl would sit.
But it wasn't long before curses and sighs of disappointment erupted here and there.
At the table the woman headed toward, there was already a man waiting for her.
However, there was one thing everyone was mistaken about: that man had no relationship with the woman whatsoever.
He wasn't her boyfriend or a guy she was flirting with; he was just her junior.
"Sunbae, I was waiting for you. Hurry up and sit down," said the man sitting at the table, Go Gitae.
However, his senior, Seo Arin, didn't seem inclined to sit at the table.
"Delete that video right now."
"Sit down."
Gitae commanded once again.
This time, Arin had no choice but to meekly comply.
Because in this situation, the one with the upper hand was him, not her.
There was only one reason Arin had come to this pojangmacha she'd never visited in her life to meet a man who wasn't her boyfriend.
The video attached to the KakaoTalk message her junior had sent.
"It's not too late yet, so delete that video right now. Then I won't report it to the police and let it slide."
What on earth made her act with such an attitude?
Gitae felt the need to properly show the woman in front of him exactly who held the power.
"It seems like you don't fully grasp the situation, Sunbae. If I set my mind to it, I could send this video to your boyfriend."
"I have nothing to hide. There's nothing to be ashamed of."
"Even after seeing this?"
Gitae played the video from the middle.
'Does it feel that good? You like having your tits groped by a guy who isn't your boyfriend?'
'This is insane. It's my first time seeing a girl get off just from having her chest played with.'
'Be honest. You're enjoying this too, Sunbae.'
'You consented to this too, Sunbae.'
It seemed to have been filmed from a slight distance, as the junior's voice was choppy and cut off in parts.
And between those voices, Arin's moans of pleasure were mixed in.
"What do you think will happen if I clip just this part and post it in the department group chat? The one with all the other seniors, I mean."
"My boyfriend will still trust me."
But unlike before, Arin's voice was trembling.
This was because the camera angle was cunningly set up to make it look like she had consented to having her breasts fondled.
As if to add certainty, in the video, she was making moans she had never let her boyfriend hear before.
"You really don't understand men, Sunbae. Actually, whether you consented or not isn't important."
What matters is the fact that your body was defiled by another man.
Defiled? Because of what happened in that dark alley back then?
"Every time your boyfriend sees your chest, he'll think of that video. He'll constantly think that breasts meant only for him were shared with another man. He might even start distancing himself from you."
"...What do you want?"
"So you're finally ready to have a proper conversation?"
"What do I have to do for you to delete that video?"
"So impatient. I'm saying it for the third time: sit down."
Arin sat down in the seat across from Gitae.
On the table, various side dishes and bottles of alcohol were already prepared.
"I don't want much. You just have to go on a few dates with me."
"Tell me exactly how many times."
"I don't know that. I'm thinking I'll decide as we go along."
Gitae watched his senior flare up in anger before his eyes.
Yet the fact that she couldn't actually say anything to him was just cute.
"But don't worry too much. I'm the type who gets bored of women quickly."
It wasn't exactly a lie.
He had almost never met a woman more than five times.
But the woman in front of him was different.
She was definitely not some cheap fling he would use once or twice and throw away.
Of all things, she had worn tight-fitting clothes, revealing the exact contours of her body.
She probably thought it was fine since she wasn't exposing any skin.
But she had absolutely no self-awareness of just how voluptuous her body was.
Normally, a woman with breasts and hips like that would never be left alone by men.
Yet surprisingly, this woman seemed to have almost no experience with men.
He had verified this firsthand with his own hands.
Despite clearly having a boyfriend, her breasts were completely undeveloped.
For the first time in a while, a woman he wanted to conquer had appeared.
He wanted to make this woman his own.
He didn't care how long it took.
Seo Arin was a woman well worth putting the effort into.
Gitae poured alcohol into Arin's glass.
"Still, even though we're seniors and juniors in the same department, it seems like we don't know much about each other. So I think it would be good to play the Truth Game, what do you think?"
"I'm not curious about you at all."
"Hmm, but I have a lot I want to know about you, Sunbae. Then let's change the game to Twenty Questions. I'll be the only one asking you questions."
Gitae made up a new rule on the spot.
"I'll ask you a question, and if I get it right, you drink a glass. Conversely, if I get it wrong, I'll drink a glass."
"You know I can't handle my liquor."
Arin was terrified of a repeat of what had happened at the freshman welcome party.
"You'll have to drink. You know what happens if you don't, right?"
The sight of her junior casually tapping away on his phone right in front of her was truly despicable.
"Shall we start with the first question, then?"
"I am not satisfied with the sex I have with my boyfriend."
Arin felt her face flush with anger and shame.
She felt pathetic for thinking he would ask about her preferences just because it was Twenty Questions.
The man before her truly showed her nothing but the worst every single moment.
"Let's add one more rule. Even if you can't answer, you still have to drink. Choose one: either drink or answer."
Normally, Arin would have answered confidently. That she was satisfied.
Sex with her boyfriend was severely lacking physically, but it still gave her a sense of emotional satisfaction.
But of all times, she was being asked this after what had happened yesterday, leaving her flustered.
Yesterday, her boyfriend had failed to get an erection for the first time.
All sorts of thoughts swirled in her head, but the other side was waiting for her answer.
Arin feigned nonchalance and answered.
"Of course I'm satisfied."
In this game, there was no way for the opponent to know if she answered with a lie anyway.
Because Go Gitae knew absolutely nothing about her.
"If you say so, Sunbae."
Gitae didn't hesitate and tossed back the soju in his glass.
"Then, the second question."
"My boyfriend's dick is smaller than 15cm."
Arin was dumbfounded for a moment.
Was 'down there' really referring to Jinsol's precious part?
But 15cm was the length of a ruler sold at a stationery store.
Having only seen Jinsol's up to now, it was an unimaginable size for her.
"This is invalid. The question itself is unfair. It's a question where you're bound to win no matter what."
"What are you talking about? 15cm is just a little above the male average. Even mine easily exceeds 15cm."
Arin belatedly realized it.
That what she had just said was no different from an answer to the question.
She had inadvertently blurted out that her boyfriend was smaller than 15cm.
Gitae pushed the glass toward her.
The glass was filled to the brim with soju.
Despite being a lightweight, Arin downed the penalty drink in one gulp.
She didn't want to taste the alcohol even a little.
Because the moment the alcohol touched her tongue, she was reminded of the hazing at the freshman welcome party.
She hadn't even finished emptying the glass when Gitae launched a surprise question.
"Is it perhaps even smaller than 10cm?"
Arin almost choked for a moment.
But before she could answer, Gitae stole the initiative.
"Let's pretend I didn't ask that. Asking the same thing twice is no fun."
However, judging by the sickening smile on his face, he seemed to have already heard a satisfactory answer.
Go Gitae's questions continued.
Each and every question put Arin in an awkward position.
Most of the questions asked about Arin and her boyfriend's sex life, and to protect her boyfriend's pride, she had to spout countless lies.
Every time Arin lied, Gitae had to drink.
But even though Gitae drank for most of the questions, Arin got drunk quickly.
Because there were questions she couldn't hide even with lies.
"The seventeenth question."
"I have never had sex with my boyfriend three or more times in a row."
Once again, Arin failed to answer in time.
To her, it was a given that a man would be exhausted after ejaculating once.
Wasn't that the reason Jinsol always tried so hard to hold back his ejaculation every time they had sex?
To prevent the single chance he had to ejaculate from ending too quickly.
Was her thinking slowed by the alcohol? She pondered for too long.
Once again, Arin failed to hide her boyfriend's shame and had to drink the penalty.
But just as she tried to pick up the glass, her hand slipped.
The alcohol in the glass spilled onto the table.
She was already quite drunk.
At this rate, she might black out just like at the freshman welcome party.
"Sunbae, you really can't handle your liquor."
"There are still three questions left. Hurry up and finish."
She didn't want to be in the same space as Gitae any longer.
She wanted to quickly get through this ridiculous game.
However, Gitae didn't seem to have any intention of doing so.
"This is getting boring as we play. Let's change the rules from now on."
"That's cheating. You can't just change the rules in the middle."
"Then is it fine for you to answer with lies for all 17 questions?"
Arin was left speechless.
"Did you think I wouldn't notice you weren't answering properly? You can't lie, can you, Sunbae? It's written all over your face."
Her lies were useless?
That meant every detail of her sex life with Jinsol had been exposed without exception.
Including all the embarrassing details of her boyfriend she had wanted to hide.
"I need to change the rules so you can't lie anymore. From now on, when I ask you a question, answer it the same way. Except this time, you'll have to prove with your own body that your words are true."