Chapter 118: Studying for Exams (3)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 118: Studying for Exams (3)
Miju was acting as shy as she had been the very first time we slept together.
With her face partially hidden behind her T-shirt, she stole glances as my bare cock, free from the constraint of a condom, rubbed against the entrance of her pussy.
Her lifted shirt naturally exposed the underside of her breasts, but she seemed too preoccupied to care.
“Don’t tease me...”
Miju spoke up, her voice a mix of bashfulness and urgency.
Every time I rubbed my cock against her pussy, her hips swayed gently of their own accord.
“Haah, haah...”
Before long, she was staring intently at my cock.
“Wow, the veins...”
Miju gulped.
Without the rubber covering it, the vivid, pulsing veins stole her gaze.
I slowly pushed my cock into Miju’s pussy.
It was incomparably warmer than when we used a condom.
Miju’s soaking wet juices drenched my rock-hard cock.
The sensation was distinctly different from the tactile feedback through a layer of rubber.
While I couldn't feel every single internal ridge of her vagina, the raw sensation was so intense that my hips shuddered involuntarily.
“Hngh...!”
It seemed Miju felt the same.
The moment I entered her, she bit down on the collar of the T-shirt she was using to hide her face.
Closing her eyes tight, she began to savor the feeling of my cock rummaging deep inside her.
“Oppa, it’s so big...”
“Should I go slow?”
She shook her head and spread her arms wide.
“Just hold me like this for a moment.”
Following her request, I pulled Miju into my arms.
Through her T-shirt, I felt the soft weight of her breasts pressing against my chest, their squishy texture sending jolts of pleasure through me.
“Haah, it’s so warm.”
Nestled in my arms, Miju rested her head against mine. I could hear the sound of her deep, shaky breaths in my ear.
“Oppa.”
“Yeah?”
“Why do you smell so good?”
“I don’t know. Maybe because I exercise a lot?”
“Is that it? Hehe. I love your scent.”
As if trying to taste my skin, Miju licked me gently with her warm tongue and kissed me before taking a deep breath.
“Fuuh... hnnngh... haah.”
Suddenly, she closed her eyes and tightened her grip on me.
Miju’s body trembled violently in my arms.
She had reached a light climax just from being held while I was inside her.
“Hngh...! Jae-ho oppa, ah!”
Miju clung to me tightly, calling out my name.
“It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m right here.”
I held her gently, stroking her hair as she tried to bury herself deeper into my chest.
“Should we stay like this a bit longer?”
“Yes... I’m sorry, Oppa. Just being held like this feels so good that...”
Miju continued in a trembling voice.
“My body is just so sensitive right now.”
“Is that so?”
I lightly traced my fingers down her back as I held her.
“Haa-ah!”
Miju’s body tensed up.
She felt an incredible surge of pleasure from just that slight touch.
“Don’t do that.”
Though she told me to stop, a smile never left her face.
She beamed with a giddy, dazed expression.
She couldn't understand why she had become this sensitive herself.
She had heard from friends and seniors that going raw was different from using a condom, but no one had told her it would be this different.
She thought to herself as she hugged Jae-ho tight.
This was a peak incomparable to the pleasure she felt the first time.
It couldn't even be compared to the sex they had after her massage.
She couldn't fathom the reason.
She just found Jae-ho so incredibly lovely for staying still and accommodating her request even though he was already inside her.
It couldn't be satisfying for him just to be inserted.
The way Jae-ho matched her tempo to be considerate of her—since she had come before they even properly started—made him look so handsome in her eyes.
Miju spoke to Jae-ho as he gently stroked her hair.
“Oppa, you can do it now.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
Miju nodded.
Her body was still flushed and hypersensitive, but she couldn't keep him waiting forever.
“I’m fine. Please, do whatever you want with me.”
Miju whispered, pressing her lips against Jae-ho’s cheek.
At those words, Jae-ho’s hips began to move slowly back and forth.
“Haa-ah!”
As I moved, Miju let out a cry and scratched my back.
It was a natural reaction to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body.
“Ah! Hngh! Oppa, it feels... so good! Ah!”
Miju gasped, clinging to me.
I kept moving my hips while holding her body close.
We locked lips.
Even while we were kissing...
“Mmph! Hngh! Mmm-hmmm!”
She let out ragged moans.
I could feel her body shuddering periodically.
Miju didn't say it, but her body told me she had reached several more climaxes.
Even so, she bit her lip, trying to swallow her screams of ecstasy.
The moment a scream-like moan finally burst from Miju’s suppressed lips was...
“Haa-ah! Ugh!”
...when I, unable to withstand the pleasure surging through my cock, ejaculated deep inside her.
As my cock pulsed, pouring white semen into her, Miju threw her head back, her body trembling and her hands waving through the air, not knowing what to do with herself.
I grabbed Miju’s hands firmly.
“O-Oppa... My body feels... strange.”
With tears welling in her eyes, a shivering Miju looked at me.
“It’s okay. I’m here.”
I held her hands tight as she experienced a deep climax and kissed her.
Like an animal craving fruit, Miju constantly pressed her lips against mine and stuck out her tongue.
Our tongues intertwined as we shared each other's breath.
“Haah, haah...”
Miju’s ragged breathing gradually slowed down.
Her chest rose and fell slowly.
Looking at me with ecstatic eyes, Miju let out a small chuckle.
“Oppa, what am I going to do?”
“About what?”
“Now that I know what this feels like, I don’t think I can ever leave you... You look even more handsome to me right now.”
Speaking to me with dazed eyes lost in bliss, Miju suddenly covered her face with both hands in embarrassment.
“P-Please pretend you didn't hear that. What am I even saying?”
Seeing Miju’s cute reaction, my cock—which I hadn't pulled out yet—grew large once again.
“Are you still not satisfied?”
“I think it’s because you’re being too cute, Miju.”
“...Then, come here.”
I kissed Miju’s cheek and began moving my hips once more.
Miju’s studio apartment was filled with the sound of her panting moans.
I used a tissue to wipe away the milky white fluid leaking from between her thighs.
“Hehe, that tickles.”
Miju, just barely coming down from the afterglow of her climax, spoke to me while flinching slightly.
After lightly cleaning myself up, I lay down next to her.
“I can feel it inside. I can feel yours flowing...”
Miju told me, her face flushed.
She stroked her lower abdomen and looked up at me.
“If I knew going raw felt this good, I would have done it sooner.”
“It’s good that you know now. Let’s do this often.”
Miju, speaking with a languid expression, snuggled into my arms.
Clinging to me with her naked body, she took a deep breath and spoke.
“Hnnngh, Oppa.”
“Yeah?”
“Can you... not do it with Ye-seul?”
“Do what?”
“...”
Miju hesitated for a moment, biting her lip, then spoke while trying to act nonchalant.
“...The broadcast. You said you’d meet her this weekend and appear on her stream.”
I sensed it instinctively.
She was trying to hide it, but she definitely knew.
She knew that I had slept with Ye-seul.
Her eyes were filled with a strange mix of jealousy and possessiveness.
“I already promised her. Why don't you want me to do it?”
“But Oppa, you’re not someone famous. You don’t even do social media like Ye-seul does...”
Miju hesitated before continuing.
“What if other girls see you on the stream and start making moves on you because you get famous? You’re already such an attractive man as it is...”
I felt a pang of guilt at those words.
I couldn't bring myself to tell her that I had already spent the night with many other women besides her.
“I still have to do it. I made a promise.”
“I’d rather you just stay with me. I’ll make you happy. There’s still plenty of time before exams...”
Her grip on me tightened.
However, I didn't think I could grant her request.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know if this makes up for it, but when I’m with you, I’ll focus only on you.”
At that, Miju puffed out her cheeks.
She seemed upset, but she didn't say anything more.
“Since it’s for work... fine. But for now, only think about me.”
“I will.”
As I felt Miju’s skin against mine...
“Oh?”
My cock, which had been resting after the consecutive rounds, became hard again.
“I guess I’m up again, thanks to you.”
“...You pervert, Oppa.”
Even as she said that, the corners of Miju’s mouth were turned up.
“Do you want to go again?”
Before I could even answer, Miju swallowed my cock with her breasts.
How could I possibly say no?
*
The next day.
“Senior~!”
While I was studying with Miju in the library, Ye-seul showed up.
“You’re still studying.”
Miju immediately went on guard at Ye-seul’s appearance.
They glared at each other, their hostility clear.
The strange tension I had felt between them that day was definitely not a figment of my imagination.
Deep wariness and firm animosity.
Did they have a fight?
They must have.
Otherwise, the atmosphere wouldn't be like this.
I didn't even have to ask to know who they fought over.
‘I think it’s because of me...’
It was definitely because of me.
But why?
‘Why didn't they say anything to me?’
It was a mystery, but it wasn't something I could solve without asking them directly.
For now, I just had to figure out how to mediate between the two.
“Oh, right. Senior, our broadcast is tomorrow. Is there anything I should prepare in advance?”
“Not really. Just have a yoga mat ready. We’re doing it at the studio Roland Enter prepared anyway, right?”
“That’s right.”
“There won't be any major gym equipment, so we’ll just stick to light bodyweight exercises.”
“Got it. I’ll prepare for that then.”
As we talked about the broadcast, Miju started to look a bit left out.
“O-Oppa.”
“Yeah?”
“This concept... you explained it to me last time, but I’m still not quite getting it.”
“Ah, that part is...”
Miju asked a question about a concept from a class we were taking together.
It was a deliberate attempt to exclude Ye-seul from the conversation.
‘If my hunch is right...’
Miju talked about class, and Ye-seul talked about the broadcast.
A strange competitive dynamic had formed, with each trying to talk more about their own interests.
Struggling in the middle of the two women’s psychological warfare, I made a decision.
‘I have to make them reconcile somehow.’
But how?
I wasn't sure.
Just as Jae-ho had his worries, Miju had hers.
‘I need something I can share with Jae-ho oppa.’
Ye-seul was constantly approaching Jae-ho using the broadcast as an excuse.
When she talked about the broadcast with him, Miju felt left out because she wasn't part of it.
She couldn't keep using exam questions to get his attention forever.
Which meant...
‘Should I... become a trainer?’
The trainer position Jae-ho had suggested.
At first, she hadn't thought much of it. She didn't think she had the ability to teach anyone how to exercise.
But if she kept losing his attention like this...
‘He’s going to get stolen from me.’
Ye-seul wasn't the only competitor.
Miju thought of Young-eun, who had been in a scandal with Jae-ho.
Yoo Young-eun, the famous actress.
She was even from a wealthy family and had tons of money.
‘She said she wasn't interested in Jae-ho oppa, but...’
You never knew.
Once she realized Jae-ho’s charms, even that famous actress would surely become interested in him.
What if Young-eun actually took an interest in him?
‘Could I even win?’
A beautiful, wealthy third-generation heiress and a famous actress who appeared on TV.
On the other hand, Miju’s only title was being the "Campus Goddess."
So, there was only one way.
‘I have to solidify my relationship with him before Young-eun gets interested.’
Of course, since they had already gone raw, it couldn't be dismissed as a simple relationship.
However, Miju, who was under the gym’s hypnosis, had her common sense warped in a strange way.
She had a peculiar distortion where she believed they would only truly be a couple once there was a clear confession and a declaration of dating.
‘Should I really do it?’
Miju began to seriously consider becoming a trainer.
*
The next day.
“Is this the studio?”
“What do you think? It’s nice, right?”
I arrived at the studio where Ye-seul was going to film her Starstagram Live.