Seo A-rin - First Netorase Play (1)
Seo Arin - First Netorase Play (1)
#Girlfriend #Netorase #NTRVideo #Reality
That evening, after Arin discovered my fetish.
A single text arrived from her.
"...A video?"
Without any explanation, a video about ten minutes long had been sent to me.
Looking at the thumbnail, it looked like an alleyway somewhere near the university.
I expanded the screen before hitting the play button.
Under a broken streetlight, a man and a woman stood.
It was dark, so only their silhouettes were visible, but
the woman had breasts almost the size of her head,
and the large, burly man was kneading those breasts with his hands.
I immediately called Arin.
The familiar ringtone echoed in my ear, but that fleeting moment felt like a lifetime.
A moment later, I heard Arin's voice.
"Jinsol, did you get my present?"
The sound of the wind mixed in between her words meant my girlfriend was still outside.
"Arin? Where are you right now?"
"I promised you, didn't I? I said I'd actively play along with your netorase fetish from now on. So today, you're going to masturbate to the video I sent instead of Lily's."
It had only been an hour since we were at the motel together.
How could she have already filmed a video like that?
Was it really filmed today? Or did she send one from the past?
Strange delusions kept popping up in my head.
"The man in the video with you...!"
"I should probably get going... Wait, I'm on the phone right now... I'll tell you more details... Ha-eung♡... tomorrow at school."
Tu... tu...
There was a mountain of things I wanted to ask, but Arin had already hung up.
I tried calling her several times, but Arin didn't answer.
Instead, she sent a single photo along with a short text.
I'm a bit busy right now, so it'll be hard to talk.
In the photo, Arin was biting the hem of a pure white t-shirt with her mouth.
Her bra hook seemed to be unfastened as it was slightly loose, and
on her milky-white breasts, bright red flush marks were clearly visible.
Unfortunately, it was only taken from below the mouth, so there was no way to know what expression my girlfriend was making right now.
Make sure you masturbate hard to what I sent you. I'll be checking tomorrow at school.
I pressed the play button on the video with trembling fingers.
When the 10-minute long video ended, I played it again from the beginning.
As I played it on repeat, I compared it with the scenes burned into my memory.
The two were surprisingly similar, yet subtly different.
It felt like the boundary between dream and reality had collapsed.
Even now, I kept waiting for a hologram window to pop up before my eyes, but...
...it remained silent.
In the meantime, my precious member was rock hard, throbbing and waiting to be touched.
******
The next day, I went to school early in the morning.
Arin was waiting for me in front of the main gate.
Under the morning sunlight, Arin looked exceptionally pure today, creating the illusion that nothing had happened yesterday.
"Did you really go at it that hard with what I sent you? You've got dark circles under your eyes."
"Yesterday... just how...?"
My mind was in such a jumble that I couldn't even form a proper sentence.
"So, how many times did you do it?"
I held up two fingers.
"Twice? That much? You must have been really horny."
I had so many questions I wanted to ask Arin.
I could barely choose just one of them.
"Yesterday... nothing happened, right?"
"Nothing? What do you mean by that?"
Arin made a mischievous expression and leaned her upper body toward me.
"Are you asking if my breasts got groped by a stranger in a dark alley?"
Or are you worried that he didn't just grope my chest, and maybe did something else to me?
"Something else? What exactly...?"
"Pfft! Obviously I'm joking! Do you realize how cute your expression is right now, Jinsol? Don't worry. Nothing happened."
As soon as I breathed a sigh of relief, Arin added,
"Of course, it is true that my breasts actually got groped. You saw how bright red and flushed they were, right? My skin is sensitive enough as it is, but he kneaded them so roughly. It might take a few more days for them to go back to normal."
I looked at Arin's chest.
Was that why she was wearing a turtleneck that covered her neck instead of her usual t-shirt?
"Actually, I was pretty worried when I sent you the video. I wondered if I was getting a little too ahead of myself. But seeing your reaction, it seems I was worried over nothing."
Arin flashed a meaningful smile.
Her gaze was directed at my lower body.
I belatedly realized it. My crotch was bulging.
"I guess it was a good idea to get some advice after all. They told me that in a situation like this, I should take the initiative. They said you're too much of a nice guy to ever ask me for it yourself."
"Advice? With who exactly?"
"I recently got to know a reliable hoobae. As a matter of fact, I called him here today to introduce him to you, Jinsol."
"Hello, sunbae-nims."
Right as the words left his mouth, a burly voice sounded from behind me.
I turned around and instantly doubted my own eyes.
Go Gitae was standing behind me.
And this was in stark reality, not a dream.
He was so tall that I had to tilt my head back to look up at him, and his shoulders were very broad.
The sunlight was almost completely blocked by the shadow cast by his massive frame.
I hadn't really noticed in the dream, but seeing him in person right in front of me made me feel completely intimidated.
The moment Gitae saw me, he bowed a full 90 degrees.
"I committed a terrible discourtesy toward you yesterday, sunbae-nim."
Even without further explanation, I knew exactly what he meant.
The man in the video was, in fact, Gitae.
"How do you two know each other...?"
"We met by chance at the new members' gathering. I was looking tired, so he gave me his hangover cure, you know? He's quite a thoughtful hoobae."
I barely held back from asking why she even took it.
Perhaps, unlike in the dream, he gave her a normal hangover drink in reality?
If not, there was no way to explain this situation.
"It was Gitae who helped me out with the advice about you."
"You talked to Gitae about me?"
I couldn't believe it at all.
When did the two of them get so close?
In the dream, Arin definitely looked at Gitae with contemptuous eyes.
In reality, however, Arin seemed to place a fair amount of trust in Gitae.
"I promised to satisfy your fetish. But I didn't want to do it with just any guy."
"But a hoobae you've only known for a few days is okay?"
I raised my voice without realizing it.
Next to me, Gitae awkwardly scratched the back of his head.
The genuinely apologetic expression on his face only fueled my anger even more.
"Wait, can the two of us talk for a bit?"
Arin dragged me to one corner.
"Jinsol, are you perhaps angry because of me?"
"It's not because of you, Arin. It's just Gitae..."
"Why Gitae?"
I didn't know what to say.
Gitae's behavior was a complete 180 from what I'd seen in the dream, which left me totally bewildered.
"You're not being threatened by Gitae or anything, are you?"
"Me? Threatened by Gitae?"
Arin burst into a ringing laugh as if she had heard a really funny joke.
"Jinsol, I understand what you're worried about. But you don't need to. I know full well that Gitae has his own ulterior motives. He's probably just pretending to give me advice so he can make a move on me."
That's not it.
Gitae was obsessed with her far beyond what Arin could even imagine.
No matter how well Gitae played the part of a polite hoobae in reality, he couldn't fool me.
Because the side of him he'd shown in my dream was Go Gitae's true nature.
If presented with a similar situation in reality, Gitae would gleefully cast aside his mask.
Of course, I had no way to explain any of this to Arin.
"Jinsol, you are more precious to me than anything else. So, if you want to stop this even now, just tell me. If that's what you want, I'll delete everything I filmed yesterday and we can pretend it never happened."
Accepting Arin's offer was the obvious choice.
Leaving Arin to be with a guy like Go Gitae was plain stupid.
"But if you don't, I'm planning to spend some time alone with Gitae starting now. What do you think?"
"Alone with him...?"
"Normally, it'd be a given for me to be with my boyfriend, Jinsol. But thanks to my boyfriend's netorase fetish, I might just end up going on a one-on-one date with a well-built male hoobae?"
"But we can't let that happen..."
"But it seems this part of you has a different opinion?"
Arin gently stroked my crotch with her hand.
My precious member, reacting to her touch, only grew more excited.
"While Jinsol is busy taking notes in the lecture hall, I'm going on a date with another man starting right now. We might even go to a place where you and I used to date and make some new memories."
Or maybe, to suit Gitae's tastes, I'll end up experiencing things I've never done with you.
"Things you've never done with me...? That sounds way too dangerous...!"
"I agree. Because it seems like Gitae has quite a vast amount of knowledge in that particular area."
I found myself hoping Arin would touch me a little more, but her hand had already retreated back to my waist.
"So, what's it going to be? If you want the former, you can take my hand and walk into the lecture hall with me."
But if it's the latter, slip this couple ring off my finger. While you hold onto it for me, I'll go be Gitae's girlfriend and enjoy our date.