A Definite Difference
Another morning dawned today. The chirping of birds was always a pleasant sound to hear. Looking at Ha-jun oppa sleeping beside me brought back memories of everything we'd done with him until the early hours of... well, today, making heat rise in my body.
Still, seeing him sleeping so peacefully next to me made him seem oddly cute, so I pressed a kiss to his forehead.
"Mm...? Good morning."
He opened his sleepy eyes, his hair a messy nest, and greeted me with a morning hello. His face flushed slightly, probably remembering last night. Something felt different. Until now, just looking at oppa had made my heart race every single day. But now, it didn't. Instead, I felt this urge to protect him. Somehow, without realizing it, I was starting to look down on him deep inside.
"Oppa, you must be exhausted from pushing yourself yesterday, so sleep a bit more. I'm just heading out somewhere."
"Huh? Where to?"
"I need to stop by the massage shop and ask the owner lady a few things."
At those words, his face turned red again. I couldn't tell if it was from the bedroom antics or embarrassment over his wife visiting a massage shop for premature ejaculation treatment. Not that I cared much. All I wanted right now was to get to the massage shop quick and ask about the next video.
Before heading out, I figured I'd call first, so I decided to ask Ha-jin oppa. I went to the study, knocked, and carefully opened the door.
"Ha-jin oppa... are you asleep?"
Seeing him tucked demurely under the covers made my cheeks flush without warning.
"Mm... what is it...?"
"Um... could I get the massage shop owner's contact info?"
"Ah... that might be tricky. I can't just give out her number. What's up? I can pass on a message for you."
"Well... oppa... I have some more questions about the treatment..."
"Ah~ In that case, why don't you come with me? It'll be easier that way."
The thought of going out alone with Ha-jin oppa filled me with anticipation and excitement, which left me disappointed in myself. To think a mere dream of sleeping together was making me like this in reality—I really was hopeless.
"Just the two of us?"
Ha-jun oppa had snuck up behind me, listening in, and wrapped his arms around me as he asked. His embrace felt off somehow, so I gently pushed him away with my hand.
"Ha-jun oppa, you rest a little. You overdid it yesterday, so I'll go with Ha-jin oppa just the two of us."
"Hyung looks like he's still tired anyway, and we'll need me to meet the owner, so get some more sleep."
As Ha-jin oppa and I prepared to head out alone, brushing off Ha-jun oppa, I could sense a hint of jealousy making him pout. He looked so pathetic and cute that I found myself stroking his hair without thinking.
"Hurry and get that premature ejaculation fixed so we can have even more fun."
He seemed startled at first—he'd never been petted like that before—but then he liked it and bowed his big frame lower to make it easier. He looked just like a puppy, adorable.
"We'll be back."
"See you later, hyung."
"Yeah. Be careful."
Heading to the massage shop alone with Ha-jin oppa, we chatted about this and that—his future plans, our family baby plans, sometimes praising Ha-jun oppa, other times badmouthing him. In the old days, we never would've had conversations like this. The fact that it was thanks to that naughty dream made it all so absurd.
Before we knew it, we were at the massage shop. We spotted the owner lady smoking out front. Her tall frame, slightly disheveled look, and the cigarette dangling from her lips looked incredibly seductive. Her face had this subtle flush that overflowed with erotic allure.
"Ah~ Ha-jin, you're already here at the shop? Oh! And... the wife~"
She clearly doted on Ha-jin oppa—her vacant gaze while smoking lit up with life. Her grinning face at me seemed to say she knew exactly why I'd come.
"Come on in. Shop's not busy right now—barely any customers."
"Then excuse us."
As she said, the place had fewer customers than last time, and the air carried a strangely familiar scent that made the atmosphere feel subtly lewd.
"I'll go prepare some tea and incense."
"Yeah~ Appreciate it~ Hm... So, did you try the treatment after watching yesterday's video? Hope your hubby held out okay~"
Her tone still subtly belittled Ha-jun oppa.
"Yes. Oppa tried really hard to hold back, so we managed to finish, I think. At the end of yesterday's video, it said to come by if I wanted the next one..."
"Ah... must've sent the wrong video. That one's just something I filmed messing around with my fuck buddy."
"Pardon...? Fuck buddy...?!"
Her casual mention of "fuck buddy" while laughing threw me even more off balance.
"Well... I have needs too~ Anyway, I did film the next one."
She carefully lit another cigarette, grinning, her eyes clearly knowing what I wanted and how I'd respond.
"Um... that... the next video, I'm curious about it..."
"Pardon? I was kidding~ You know it's a video with my fuck buddy, right?"
"....."
She burst into loud laughter at my embarrassed face hiding away, then asked again.
"Be honest—didn't you enjoy it yesterday, ma'am?"
"En...joy... it...?"
"Yesterday, you masturbated watching me treat your hubby, didn't you?"
My face burned hot. I'd thought no one knew, but that uncontrollable urge had made me masturbate so lewdly...
"Have some tea while we talk more~"
Ha-jin oppa appeared out of nowhere, thrusting a cup at me. In his other hand, he held purple incense, lit it, and left.
"Anyway. Our trust isn't enough yet for me to show you the video. How about I just describe a bit of what's in it for now?"
"Describe... it?"
"Yeah. What I did to my fuck buddy—making a fragile woman helpless, turning her into a whimpering mess like a girl."
Tension building, I sipped the tea nervously when the owner lady slowly approached from behind and began fondling my breasts. I panicked at the sudden touch, but it felt oddly good—no desire to resist.
"Ngh...!"
"Nice sensitivity~ Just like how women feel it when their nipples are touched, men love it too."
She slowly teased my nipples, rolling them with her fingers, pinching and tugging.
"Hngh...♡"
She kept kneading around my breasts, circling the areolas lightly, pinching and pulling my nipples until I was on the verge.
"See~ Men can cum just from nipple play like women, but if you stop midway, the pleasure builds up for later. Repeat that, and you can break a man~"
Ah... I could've cum... The pleasure made it hard to think straight, my mind foggy. But I clearly remembered the info she shared etching into my brain.
"Surprised by the sudden touch? Experiencing it first makes it stick better, right? Finish your tea, and I'll show you more."
The tea was perfectly cooled, just the right amount left, so I gulped it down.
"And men's glans are super sensitive—keep stimulating, and they won't stop cumming. Do it long enough, and they squirt like women?"
Ah... so that's what oppa showed me yesterday...
"From your reaction, looks like your hubby squirted yesterday? He's got talent, and so do you~"
"Talen...t...?"
The tea made my eyes heavy. Her words stretched out like a long tape.
"Yes.... so... you... won't... break... easily..."
I couldn't make out what she was saying.
Tick... tock... tick... tock... tick... tock...
Ah... that familiar metronome sound... I'm dreaming again.
"Ahhng...♡ Haah...♡"
A vulgar moan echoed. The kind that could arouse anyone listening.
The sudden other woman's cries snapped me alert. I slowly sat up from what felt like a massage table and saw the owner lady having sex with Ha-jin oppa.
"Haaang... feels so good...♡"
The usually cool and sexy owner lady was coquettishly moaning with every thrust of Ha-jin oppa's cock. It pissed me off somehow.
"Ah... Hye-won, you're awake?"
"Wh-what are you doing?! Why sex all of a sudden...?"
"Why? We always do. I'm bored of her, so trying someone new?"
Unlike my shocked anger, Ha-jin oppa treated it like everyday routine, ignoring me as he slammed into the owner lady. Even her tall frame clung to him sweetly as he thrust up from below, her moans intoxicating. It was so slutty—and I envied it.
That should've been me...
I'd planned to torment dream-Ha-jin oppa like Ha-jun oppa, using what I'd learned yesterday and today. But watching this, I realized I couldn't. Unlike Ha-jun oppa, Ha-jin oppa was a real man—I was the one who should submit. My subconscious knew it.
But it infuriated me that I wasn't the one pinned and moaning. Envy and jealousy burned as I masturbated watching.
No dildo, just fingers—it felt good but still so insufficient.
"Oppa... me too... fuck me...♡"
I begged shamelessly, pride tossed aside. But he glanced dismissively and kept pounding the owner lady's pussy.
"Kyaaang... Master... feels so good...♡"
Her scream-like moan burst out. I envied her crying out "Master" so freely. Would calling him that feel good for me too?
"Kyaaak...! Not there yet...♡"
Ignoring her protest, Ha-jin oppa pulled something from the forbidden hole above her pussy and shoved his cock in.
"You're already gaping and ready, aren't you?"
With the plug out, her asshole winked invitingly—a hole that should never be entered. Each thrust made her voice fade.
"Euk... Hak... Hngk...♡"
Grabbed by the hair and pounded from behind, the intense pleasure from the massive intruder churning her guts choked her voice, but the short gasps sounded blissful. Tears soaked her face, drool spilling messily down her chin to her neck.
"Kuuang...♡"
Her back arched, legs clamping and trembling. Thick, jelly-like white fluid gushed from her lower body.
Satisfied, Ha-jin oppa tossed the passed-out, eyes-rolled-back owner lady to the floor like trash. He slumped down, thrusting his cock right in my face as I masturbated to their fuck.
"So, tell me what you think of me, Hye-won."
His cock, fresh from her body, steamed with heat, reeking unpleasantly yet lewdly, the musky scent hanging like vapor. He rubbed it on my face, looking down.
My lust-addled, reasonless mind knew exactly what he wanted. I stuck out my tongue to clean his dirty cock, but he pulled away.
"Master... let me suck your cock..."
Ah... I said it... But I was sure that's what Ha-jin oppa wanted.
Satisfied, he gripped my head and rammed his cock down my throat like he'd drill a hole.
"Guwek... Wuug...♡"
The cock, fresh from her filthy hole, reeked unbearably. My throat convulsed to expel the intruder, but the motion felt good. Slurp... slurp... slurp... Without my will, I diligently cleaned his dirty cock with my mouth until my consciousness faded. My body, which only felt good from solo masturbation, came with every throat thrust.
Drool backed up, spilling from my nose—anyone could see what a filthy mess I was. But he seemed to love my ruined face and suddenly sped up.
Spurt—spurrrt—
"Guweh... Kugh... Wek...♡"
He shoved deep, battering my stomach, unleashing a massive load. Overflowing past what I could swallow, it surged up my throat and out my nose. Breathing in, semen scent filled my mouth and nostrils, like his cock was fucking my brain—my mind went blank.
Drip... spluuuurt... shaaa... As he slowly withdrew, scraping leftover cum along my palate, that alone made me cum. The heat from tormenting Ha-jun oppa, unquenched, washed away in waves of pleasure as Ha-jin oppa's cock ravaged every corner of me.
"Remember who makes you feel this good. Etch the definite difference into your heart."
With that, I finally realized it. The difference between real-life Ha-jun oppa and dream Ha-jin oppa: one was the husband to please, manage, and torment; the other, the Master to shatter and ruin me.