Chapter 93
Chapter 93
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Loser's Masturbation
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Her wide-eyed expression was pretty cute.
But seeing her so blatantly shocked made even me feel embarrassed on her behalf.
I could understand, though. Shin Ayoung, the girl rumored to be the prettiest around here, was standing right in front of her.
"Ah..!"
I had a feeling she'd stay frozen there until the elevator doors closed, so I spoke up first.
"Um, are you getting out or not?"
"Yes? Oh, yes! Sorry. Excuse me!"
Yoon Hye-yoon snapped out of it and quickly dashed back toward the hallway we'd come from.
Shin Ayoung, who'd been watching closely, stepped into the elevator and said,
"You mentioned one of the neighbors next door wasn't living there, right? So that woman earlier is your neighbor?"
With rooms 1 through 3 on the left and 4 through 6 on the right, it wasn't hard to figure out.
Plus, the direction of that slammed door just now sealed the deal.
"Yeah, that's right. She's a sophomore in the Department of English Literature."
"Hmm... To think your gym buddy neighbor—the one you go to the fitness center with—is that pretty... I had no idea."
"Well... I never said she was a guy."
"True enough. See you later, then. It was fun this weekend."
"Yep. Text me when you get home safe."
With that, the elevator doors closed.
I waited until the LED display hit 1 before finally turning around.
Before heading into my place, I glanced over at the neighbor's door, and my mind was a mess.
I never expected the two of them to run into each other like this.
The situation had gotten complicated.
Yoon Hye-yoon had just gone into her place, too, so I decided to sort out my thoughts later.
I could practically see what she was thinking, and I didn't want to ruin our relationship.
"Hah... hah..."
The moment I shut the door, I collapsed right there.
I didn't even think to take off my shoes as I replayed the face I'd just seen.
The woman who'd been next to Woojin oppa a second ago.
That was Shin Ayoung, right?
I'd caught glimpses of her from afar a few times, but up close... her beauty was on another level entirely.
Just standing next to her made me feel shrunken and intimidated for no reason.
If there's such a thing as the protagonist of the world, it had to be someone like her.
But she was from a whole different world, unrelated to me.
So I'd gone on living without a care... so why the hell was she showing up here?
Don't tell me... the source of those moans I'd heard last night was Shin Ayoung..?
Which would mean Woojin oppa and Shin Ayoung had been having sex... all night long.
As all sorts of wild imaginings ran through my head, I heard the neighbor's door click shut.
The sound jolted me back to reality. I kicked off my shoes and headed inside.
"Haa... when am I ever gonna clean all this up..."
The sight before me drew out a deep sigh.
The room was even messier than my jumbled thoughts.
Rumpled bedsheets and wadded-up tissues were just the start.
Dildos crusted with dried white pussy juices, the rotor, toppled lube bottle, and even the low-frequency massager.
Every adult toy I'd bought was gathered here in a grand mess.
I'd woken up to some urgent errand, thrown on clothes, and rushed out without properly checking the room.
I hadn't realized it was this bad.
I decided to tackle it one piece at a time and grabbed a dildo first, heading to the bathroom.
A massive one and two average-sized ones.
Rubbing them up and down under running water, I started feeling that lewd mood creep in again.
"This is all because of next door... I didn't think they'd go at it all night... but did they really..?"
I didn't want to believe it, but those sounds from last night were proof enough.
Still, just in case... maybe it was all a misunderstanding.
I decided to replay the night before.
It was a bit past 2 a.m.
Finals were about two weeks away, so I'd been studying.
I'd just finished my English listening practice and pulled out my earphones when a faint female moan leaked through.
"Haaaak..."
This studio was pretty soundproofed, so these kinds of noises only came through every once in a blue moon.
It wasn't even that loud, and hey, it was a weekend night—I could let it slide to a point.
Probably the upstairs or downstairs neighbors having a good time.
Hoping it'd wrap up quick, I popped my earphones back in.
Thirty minutes later.
I was getting drowsy anyway, and that sound kept distracting me—I couldn't focus.
I figured I'd pick up the rest tomorrow and switched off the desk lamp.
"Kuhaaang... Kuhut!"
The moans were still going.
The guy's stamina must've been insane.
Speaking of stamina, Woojin oppa popped into my head.
That huge cock of his that stayed rock-hard no matter how many rounds.
Thinking about it made my pussy twitch faintly.
I rubbed my lower belly and checked the calendar for the last time we'd had sex.
Exactly a week ago.
That was a pretty long dry spell—maybe I should tempt him tomorrow.
Last time it was "wanna watch a movie together?"... what should I go with this time?
I was excitedly plotting when the moans drilled into my ears again.
"Huaaaang... moreee..."
How good did it have to feel to let out a voice that loud and high-pitched?
I'd been planning to just crash, but hearing that got me all worked up for no reason.
"Just... one quick one before bed? It helps me sleep... and tomorrow we'll do the real thing."
I pulled a dildo and lube from the drawer and lay back on the bed.
Stripped quick and teased my clit and tits, getting that ticklish buzz.
My body was heating up bit by bit, but it still wasn't quite enough.
"Haang... feels good, but... nothing beats a real guy's touch..."
"Hueueung! Too deeeep..!"
I was just thinking about sliding the dildo in when an even louder voice rang out.
At this point, curiosity overrode my horniness.
Who the hell was fucking so intensely for this long? Where?
It felt like damn near 40 minutes with no breaks.
I got off the bed and started shifting around, hunting for the source.
"Haang! Hut..!"
Didn't take long to pinpoint it.
Right next door.
I was at the end of the hall, so there was only one possible neighbor.
"No way... Woojin oppa didn't fall asleep to porn blasting on speakers, did he? Should I text him that the sound carries?"
But what if I texted and it killed the vibe... or started one?
And then we ended up doing it..?
My happy fantasies kicked into overdrive as I pressed my ear flat against the wall.
I grabbed my phone to send the text, but something felt off.
Mixed in with the moans: the creaky squeak of a bed.
No way she'd make that much noise alone...
A woman..?
One possibility hit me like cold water.
Did he get a girlfriend in the span of a week?
Since when? What the hell were we doing all that time?
Was our last fuck... a letdown for him?
The negative thoughts kept piling up.
We weren't officially dating, just fuckbuddies enjoying each other's bodies.
It could've ended anytime without surprise, but I never thought it'd crash this soon.
"Right thereee... kuhaaang!"
Listening to their nonstop steamy affair left a bitter taste.
I scrapped my plans to seduce Woojin oppa tomorrow.
I turned my head to the open drawer.
The one thing that jumped out: that single leftover condom from last time.
Felt like a death flag from some novel.
Like handing a soldier your handkerchief on the way to war and telling him to bring it back.
Screw it—I'd sleep early and forget about it.
Tomorrow, I'd have to act like normal neighbors.
But could I really?
"Hueueueu..! Goooood... pussy moooore.."
Even lying in bed, the sounds didn't stop.
If it were anyone else, I'd march over and complain.
But it was someone I knew—felt bad making a fuss.
And I didn't have the guts to go see the truth for myself.
"When's it gonna end... Woojin oppa's stamina is nuts. Huge cock too. No wonder she's moaning like that."
A dick that hits your weak spot perfectly, instant orgasm.
Stamina for days, killer body, handsome face.
Honestly, he had every qualification for a girlfriend.
"That girl's gonna feel this every day now... I want just one last time too..."
I'd been set on sleeping it off, but my body started heating up again.
No point holding out for tomorrow anyway.
Time for some good, long-overdue masturbation.
Eyes shut, I lightly stroked my whole body—goosebumps everywhere.
Pinched my nipples with both hands; they were already hard and puffy.
"Uht... uk..! Hueu..."
Felt my pussy getting wet, so I spread my legs in an M.
Then slowly pushed in the big dildo I'd set aside.
"Uheuung... so biiiig..♡"
I'd read online that edging makes it better, so I'd held off fapping for a whole week.
Even with just a third in, my thighs were already quivering.
If a dildo felt this good, Woojin oppa's cock pounding me would be even better, right?
The thought made me move it, and pleasure hit instantly.
Psstssss... psst...
"Haaaak..♡ hut.. hub!"
I squirted and came.
But compared to the endless moans still coming from next door, my orgasm looked downright pathetic.
I wanted more pleasure.
This wasn't enough.
Once the dam holding back my lust burst, I couldn't hold back anymore.
This time, I grabbed the rotor and pressed it to my clit.
Thrust the dildo too—and came twice more.
"Uhaaaak♡ My pussy's... gonna burn uppp..♡"
My hips bucked on their own as moans poured out uncontrollably.
My ass had been soaked for ages.
But the woman next door was screaming even louder, even better.
I was still losing in raw pleasure.
I snatched the low-frequency massager, stuck it to my tits, and flipped it on.
The sudden full-body vibration blanked my mind.
"Kuhueung♡ uheuup..! kuhat..♡ haeub!"
It turned into this weird contest of who was feeling better—me or next door.
But no matter how many endless climaxes I chased, something was missing.
My body, now spoiled by real sex, was screaming that toys couldn't cut it.
The warmth of skin, the slap of flesh, big hands gripping your waist as a cock slams your pussy.
Above all, the unpredictability of a partner's moves.
Toys lost on every front.
To fill that gap, I masturbated like a maniac.
Time flew by until the room brightened with dawn.
I noticed the light just as the moans next door started tapering off.
In the now-quiet room, I peeled the toys off my body.
I had no idea how many hours it'd been or how many times I'd cum.
"Without a real dick..."
Woojin oppa's cock filled my mind, but knowing I couldn't feel it anymore sank my heart.
All I could do was envy the girlfriend who got that pleasure every day.
The mood crashed hard; I pulled the blanket all the way up.
The post-sex warm hugs, the quiet lying together.
Toys couldn't replace that.
With those thoughts, my eyes slowly drifted shut.