Seo Arin - After Her Boyfriend Fell Asleep

#Girlfriend #InHeat #Unsatisfied #Masturbation #Delusion

The next morning.

"Hurry up and get up. You're going to be late for class at this rate."

"Can't I just lie here a little longer like this?

I burrowed deeper into the blankets.

At the same time, I reached out and groped the spot beside me.

A soft, feminine body met my palm.

I pulled her toward me and hugged her tightly.

Trapped in my embrace, Arin struggled in surprise.

Her poking at my sides hurt quite a bit.

"L-let me go! You promised! Even if we have sex, we wouldn't be late for first period!"

Arin, who had been diligent since middle school, ruthlessly crushed her boyfriend's dream of a self-imposed free period.

She was the type who never missed a day of school throughout middle and high school, earning perfect attendance awards every year, and serving as either the class president or the student council president.

There was no way she would allow her boyfriend's minor transgression.

In the end, Arin succeeded in kicking me out of the motel room.

On my way to class, my steps were sluggish.

Going to class alone felt empty.

When we were freshmen last year, we had the same schedule, so Arin and I were always together.

Even if it wasn't often, if I begged her occasionally, we would spend the night together at a motel and go to first period rubbing our sleepy eyes.

The two of us had never been apart since we first met in middle school.

We even ended up going to the same college and the same department.

Of course, it wasn't a coincidence.

Arin had insisted on applying to the same place as me, despite our senior year homeroom teacher's attempts to dissuade her.

With her grades, getting accepted was a given.

But this year, because my course registration got messed up, we only had one class that overlapped.

I hardly knew anyone in the department, and I couldn't help but sigh wondering how I was going to get through this semester.

If I had known it would be like this, I regretted not making some friends instead of focusing solely on dating when I was a freshman.

I was rubbing my eyes and trudging along the university road.

Someone was walking toward me from the opposite direction.

Pink hair that reached down past her waist.

It was a hair color rarely seen in everyday life.

Was there some kind of cosplay event nearby? I tried to get a closer look, but...

My half-closed, sleepy eyes snapped wide open.

A skirt so dangerously short that it almost revealed her underbutt.

A top that exposed a significant amount of underboob.

It looked like some kind of uniform set, but even at a cosplay event, no one would wear such a cheap and vulgar outfit.

I tried to lower my gaze and quickened my pace.

I admit it. I stared a bit longer than I should have at such an unexpected sight.

But anything more than that would be disrespectful to my girlfriend.

However, as the distance between us closed, I noticed something was off.

I got the feeling that the pink-haired woman was walking directly toward me.

High heels with heels that looked to be over 10 centimeters clacked as they steadily approached.

And that final step stopped right in front of me.

I involuntarily looked up and felt dizzy.

Things I could only notice up close.

Breasts that looked even bigger than my girlfriend's.

I even saw the mole imprinted on the underside of her left breast.

I quickly snapped out of it and tried to step aside to avoid her.

But I was immediately stopped.

The pink-haired woman stepped on my shoe with the sharp point of her high heel.

"What do you think you're doing?"

Being stepped on by a high heel for the first time was a novel experience, but not a very pleasant one.

"Honey, you look like you have something worrying you."

Even her voice was sticky and lewd.

What the? Do cults these days make their female believers wear outfits like that to proselytize?

It was definitely more impactful than 'Have you heard of the Way?'

"Honey, it seems like you need my help with your relationship with your girlfriend?"

"When did we ever meet that you keep calling me 'honey'? And I guess you assumed I had a girlfriend from looking at my couple ring, but you're wrong. My girlfriend and I have absolutely no problems in our relationship."

A strange smile crept onto the pink-haired woman's face.

"Not that kind of relationship. I mean this kind of relationship."

She made a circle with her thumb and index finger, and with her other hand, made a motion of thrusting a finger in and out of the ring.

It was a lewd hand gesture whose meaning was impossible to miss.

However, it was a bit different from the way I knew it.

The finger passing through the ring was a pinky, not an index finger.

She flicked her pinky and gave a meaningful smile.

"Looks like you understand what I'm talking about, too."

My intuition rang alarm bells.

The pink-haired woman in front of me no longer looked like a cosplayer.

A cultist? I'd rather that be the case.

Cultists were annoying, but they only spouted nonsense with their mouths.

Her eyes. Her pupils, which held a deep pink hue like her hair, definitely didn't seem to be contact lenses.

If they were contacts, how could I explain that flickering flame inside her irises?

It was flaring up, crackling as if it wanted to devour me.

I needed to run away quickly.

The woman in front of me was dangerous.

But my body wouldn't move.

It felt as if I had been fixed to the ground like a plaster statue.

In the meantime, the pink-haired woman pressed her body right up against mine.

The scent of her flesh wafting up from up close.

Even her body odor was dangerous.

Because the moment I smelled it, I felt my reason slipping away.

At the same time, all the blood in my body rushed to my lower half.

She whispered in my ear with a bewitching voice.

"I've been watching you two as a couple for a long time, you see."

"Why on earth...?" I barely managed to move my mouth to ask.

She placed her hand on my chest.

Her hand softly tickled as it moved downward little by little.

"I just couldn't understand it. There is clearly a serious problem between you two. How can such an intimate relationship be maintained?"

"You've been saying there's a problem since earlier, but you must be mistaken. My girlfriend and I satisfied each other just last night."

"Really? Are you sure you're not the only one who thinks that?"

Before I knew it, her hand had reached my crotch.

"Then see for yourself with your own eyes."

The moment she snapped her fingers, my field of vision flipped.

******

Back to the motel room once again.

A couple could be seen sleeping in each other's arms on the bed.

They looked like they had passed out from exhaustion after satisfying sex.

But the peaceful atmosphere didn't last long.

The thin walls of the motel couldn't block out the noise coming from the next room.

At first, it sounded like mumbling, but as if it could no longer be suppressed, the sounds grew clearer.

"Hauut... Yes... It feels so gooood... ♡!!"

The noise from the next room ended up waking one half of the couple—the girlfriend.

No, to be exact, she only opened her eyes.

Because Seo Arin had never fallen asleep in the first place.

Arin carefully slipped out of his arms so as not to wake her boyfriend.

Jinsol's embrace was warm and made her heart feel cozy.

"I was just about to fall asleep," she mumbled softly.

But because of the sounds coming from the next room, the dying embers of her arousal flared back to life.

Since when had it been like this?

In the beginning, she wasn't like this.

After sex, just being in her boyfriend's arms was enough to send her straight to dreamland.

But as her experience piled up, Arin grew more skilled.

Even she thought she had a talent for lewd things.

She knew exactly where her boyfriend liked to be touched.

What weak spots could make him cum in an instant.

Even what words to say to make goosebumps rise on his arms.

There was nothing she didn't know about her boyfriend's body.

The problem was that the more she did this, the shorter the time it took for ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her boyfriend to cum.

Of course, she didn't have a major complaint about that.

To Arin, her boyfriend's satisfaction was more important than her own.

When Jinsol had a satisfying climax, she was happy too.

The face her boyfriend made when he desperately tried to hold back his ejaculation, and his rough breathing—they all turned her on.

And then, when he could hold back no longer and clung to her body to cum...

Her body might not be satisfied, but her mind was in pure ecstasy.

"What am I thinking? That just sounded really perverted."

But Arin's body had grown increasingly famished since it had awakened to sex.

As time went on, her boyfriend came faster, and there were many days she couldn't reach her own climax.

After ejaculating once, her boyfriend would always pass out first.

Then Arin would have to toss and turn for a long time in his arms.

Until her heated body cooled down.

Still, normally she would force herself to seek sleep.

But today, that was impossible.

The touch of her boyfriend fondling her breasts earlier kept coming to mind.

The feeling of him gently caressing them with both hands.

When he lightly brushed her nipples with his fingertips, they quickly grew stiff and erect.

That was why she had hastily put her boyfriend to sleep.

Because it was clear that if he kept touching her, she would get too aroused.

It would have been better if he had touched her before he climaxed.

But Arin was partly to blame for that, too.

Because she had tormented his dick and never gave him a chance to counterattack.

The hole where his dick had been inside earlier felt even emptier than usual today.

"Huaaah... Heuut♡ Hiiik♡!!"

The incessant moans from the next room heated Arin's body up even more.

"Jinsol, are you asleep?"

Arin called her boyfriend's name in a small voice.

Perhaps because he had strained himself to ejaculate a larger amount than usual?

He didn't show the slightest movement.

After confirming that her boyfriend was in a deep sleep.

Arin's hand headed inside her panties.

It was her first time masturbating in her life.

An inexplicable sense of guilt pricked at her chest.

But if she left her heated body as it was, pulling an all-nighter was a sure thing.

"I can't fall asleep in class tomorrow."

Having found a good ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠excuse, she no longer hesitated.

Arin's hand seemed to know exactly where it needed to go.

Above her secret hole. The place where the small bean was located.

The place that felt the best when her boyfriend touched it.

The first time her boyfriend's hand touched her clitoris, she thought her flushed face would explode.

She was already embarrassed to death just letting him see it, but having him touch it directly with his hand?

For her, who lacked experience, it was something she couldn't even imagine.

But her being embarrassed didn't matter.

If it turned her boyfriend on, she would gladly let him touch it as many times as he wanted.

So she had swallowed her shame and allowed his hand.

And the moment his fingertips touched her clitoris, a sharp scream burst out.

Jinsol was startled and repeatedly apologized to her.

Even she didn't know what was going on, shivering in fear.

It was only much later that she realized it had been an orgasm.

She had reacted like that to an unfamiliar sensation she hadn't even felt while having sex with Jinsol.

Since then, Jinsol hadn't touched her clitoris.

"I'm so upset. I shouldn't have reacted like that back then."

She wanted to clear up the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠misunderstanding caused by her own mistake.

But how could she explain it?

That she had screamed back then because it felt too good?

That she felt an orgasm she had never even experienced during sex?

She absolutely couldn't say that.

If she did, she might actually die of embarrassment and guilt.

Arin very carefully brought her fingertip to her clitoris.

The moment it touched, she felt a tingling sensation like an electric shock.

"Hiuut!"

Startled by the sound she made, Arin quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

After making sure her boyfriend hadn't woken ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠up, she touched it once more.

Fortunately, the second time she was able to hold back her scream.

As she gradually grew accustomed to her body, she figured out how to touch this mischievous little thing.

It seemed her body was extremely sensitive.

Even with her lack of sexual knowledge, she could tell this kind of reaction wasn't normal.

Getting a tingling sensation all over her body like she had been electrocuted every time she touched her clitoris was definitely strange.

"Does this make me similar to Jinsol in this way too? His dick is also incredibly sensitive. He never knows what to do when I touch it even a little."

Touching her clit definitely felt good.

If she kept this up, it felt like she would be able to experience that orgasm from back then once again.

But something was missing.

It wasn't the same feeling as when Jinsol touched her.

Climaxing just like this somehow felt unfulfilling.

Unsatisfied with masturbating with her clit, she moved her hand further down.

"Puuussy!! My pussy feels so gooood♡"

The explicit expressions coming from the next room.

Words she had never once brought herself to say.

Suddenly, she felt envious of the woman moaning in the next room.

She wanted to climax while having her pussy thoroughly touched by Jinsol, rather than masturbating all by herself.

Perhaps for that reason, she gathered the courage to utter words she had never spoken before.

"Jinsol, touch my pussy. I was wrong before, I'm sorry. So you can touch my pussy and my clit as much as you want."

At the same time, she slipped her middle finger inside the hole.

Even though it was the hole her boyfriend's dick had been in and out of just moments ago, the resistance was still considerable.

The pussyhole that sucked on her middle finger and wouldn't let go gave her a strange sense of pride.

"Jinsol, my pussy is clamping down so hard, right? It's actually my fault you cum so fast. My pussy was bad."

As if scolding it, she forcefully spread her tightly packed vaginal folds and pushed her finger deeper inside.

"I'm sorry my pussy is too tight. Next time I'll be careful not to squeeze your dick too hard. I'll adjust my whole body to fit you, Jinsol."

As the moans from the next room intensified, she moved her fingers faster as well.

"Aghhk♡ If you pull on my breasts like that, they'll get ruined!"

"Jinsol, touch my breasts too."

She removed the hand covering her mouth.

With that hand, she grabbed her left breast—the very one her boyfriend had been playing with.

So hard that it left marks on her pale skin.

"These are the breasts Jinsol likes. You can touch them as much as you want."

But her imaginary boyfriend was still cautious.

As if her breasts were water balloons that would burst if he handled them wrong.

She put more strength into the hand gripping her breast.

"My breasts are sturdy, so you can grab them harder."

"Hiiik, even my nipples♡ If you tear at them like that, my breasts will stretch out!!"

Seo Arin was already pulling on her own nipples.

In a way that Jinsol normally wouldn't, she comforted her body more roughly.

Before she knew it, both rooms were approaching their climax.

The woman's moans beyond the wall were barely understandable anymore.

They sounded more like the cries of a beast.

Arin also found it hard to hold back her leaking moans now.

At the same time, the squelching sound of her pussy being fingered under the blankets didn't stop.

"It's too big!! It's too deep!! My pussy is going to go crazy♡"

"Jinsol, your dick seems even more amazing than usual today. It went in deeper than normal."

"I'm cumming! I'm going to cum from the ultimate dick!!"

"Jinsol, I think I'm going to cum. Cum with me. Shoot your cum deep inside me."

In that moment, the blankets billowed up.

Arin's waist had lifted completely off the bed.

Swiit...! Siiit...!!

At the same time, a fierce stream of water gushed out from between her thighs.

The spot where she lay and the blankets were thoroughly soaked.

Some of her pussy juice even splashed onto her boyfriend's lower half.

She heard the sound of her boyfriend tossing and mumbling something.

But Arin didn't hear it.

Because her body was busy gushing pussy juice, and her mind was thrashing in an unprecedented climax.

She was having satisfying sex for the first time with the boyfriend inside her delusions.