episode_0533

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…Ah, fuck.

I’d seen the bad reviews online about how boring this movie was.

So of course, I went in with zero expectations—no, actually, I was curious just how bad it could possibly be.

But even then, I didn’t think it’d be this fucking dull.

Today’s wasted money is definitely because of my hipster tendencies.

Tch— I spat uselessly onto the clean bathroom floor and fumbled with my belt.

If I’d come alone, fine, but I dragged a few friends with nothing better to do, so this was a pretty big waste of cash.

Hell, when I got up earlier to use the restroom, two of them were already slumped in their seats, fast asleep.

At this rate, they might gang up and pressure me into buying them dinner with my own money…

If it were just one or two people, maybe, but with five of us here, even the bare minimum would easily run me over 100,000 won.

That was one future I had to avoid at all costs.

So while I was trying to figure out what to say once the movie ended—something like, “You guys said it was boring as hell too, right? I was just curious!”—I was also awkwardly aiming at the urinal, holding my limp dick.

“Huuu… Hm…?”

Right then, a sound came from directly behind me as I was pissing.

So, uh…

How should I even describe it?

A gulp?

More accurately, the sound of someone forcing down a breath they were about to let out?

But something about it… didn’t sound like a man. More like a woman’s voice?

That’s the best I can describe it.

Hmm.

“…Ahem.”

At least it wasn’t a ghost.

Curious, I glanced back—the stall door was properly shut.

And though I wasn’t sure, I think I’d heard the sound of a belt being undone earlier too.

So maybe it was just… someone straining to take a dump or something.

But that sound earlier had me on edge, so I deliberately cleared my throat and straightened up.

A universal signal: Let’s pretend we didn’t hear anything.

Just as I was about to zip up—

“……Kghhk….”

“……?”

This time, I swear I heard something weird, so I glanced back again.

The door was still closed.

All the other stalls were open, so if someone was here, it had to be that one.

But I didn’t do anything else.

I just pressed my lips together, swallowed, and zzip— focused on zipping up.

There was a reason for that.

“…….”

Because what just leaked out from that stall sounded like someone choking, gkh-gkh-

Not a sound that belonged in a bathroom to begin with.

…And more importantly,

100%.

That was a woman’s voice, wasn’t it?

This isn’t even a unisex restroom.

It’s a men’s bathroom.

“……Tchup, …….”

“…….”

“……, …Hup………. Tchup, ….”

Wait, was someone seriously sneaking in here with their girlfriend to do that?

Or were some broke high schoolers jerking off in here?

Did they think they wouldn’t be heard over the sound of me zipping up?

Ignoring the growing tightness in my pants from the noises, I fastened my belt first.

Whoever was in there seemed to notice my sounds too, because the moment I finished with my zipper and belt, the noises stopped like magic.

Never mind that I’d heard everything—they must’ve tried to hide it. Not that it worked.

…And judging by the sounds, they were probably giving a blowjob or something…

“……Huu….”

I thought about dropping my wallet and pretending to pick it up to peek under the stall, but I gave up.

No matter how clean a movie theater bathroom looks, it’s still a bathroom.

Not only was kneeling here physically disgusting, but the idea of peeping on someone didn’t sit right with me.

So I headed straight for the sink.

As the water whooshed out, the muffled slurping sounds started up again behind me. Ears perked, I—

—deliberately washed my hands longer than usual before leaving.

“……Ah, but that…”

The staff cleaning the floor would definitely find them later.

…Well, if they’re students, they’ll just get scolded and kicked out, so—

I brushed it off and walked away.

“…Phaah……, …Seojin. I think… the guy who just came in noticed us…?”

“You came out in the middle of the movie and washed your hands for nearly two minutes. Of course he did. Plus, you were practically begging to be heard with those noises.”

“Eek, ‘begging’…? You’re the one who shoved my head down—or did you forget?”

“Why would I shove you down? You can deepthroat just fine now.”

“…Even if I’ve gotten better, I can still mess up in situations like this. I’m human.”

“‘Mess up.’”

…So this was what it felt like.

Not the usual shameless worship of Seojin’s cock,

Not competing with Sua or Seoyeon to see who could suck him off the best.

Just—

With a stranger right outside,

Ghk, gkgh—

Seojin forcing my head down,

Like I was being raped where no one could see,

Taking his cock deep into my throat.

This was the feeling.

“If it was a ‘mess-up,’ you sure kept ‘messing up’ even after the first sound.”

“I-I already gave up hiding it, so what’s the point?”

“If you almost got caught, shouldn’t you hide it better next time?”

“……Stop nitpicking, you pervy rapist bastard.”

“I’m not nitpicking…. …Sigh. Get up. Face me.”

“Ah, wait….”

I thought I’d gotten used to it from using the fantasy in my alone time,

But actually doing it with this perverted idiot…

…Feels amazing.

“We’ll finish quick before someone else comes, so spread your legs and pull your pants down.”

“……Um, if someone might come, shouldn’t we just… stop here…?”

“Spread.”

“…….”

“…These damn tight clothes won’t come off.”

“…S-Sorry for not dressing optimally for rape….”

“If you really had that kink, you’d like clothes like this more. Feels more like you’re resisting.”

“……You fucking pervert….”

“Keep your voice down.”

“…….”

At this point, it wasn’t even rapeplay—just us having secret sex.

But the fact that he was this aggressively pulling my pants down,

And seeing his cock, which had only been half-hard earlier, now fully erect and slick with my spit…

This idiot…

…Must’ve liked it too.

“Ngh….”

The snug waistband had already been undone long ago.

When the chilly air hit me, I instinctively looked down—my pants, which Seojin had been yanking down, were now caught around my thighs, slowly sliding lower.

…If I took them off myself, it’d be quick.

But having someone else do it made the angle awkward, dragging it out.

I briefly considered shoving Seojin back as he leaned in to speak—

But then a better idea came to mind.

I playfully pinched his side and whispered:

“Here, I’ll… I’ll hold onto this and bend over….”

“…….”

“From behind…. ……Do it….”

Simple.

If I turned around and stuck my ass out—doggy style—we wouldn’t have to pull my pants down as much.

And, well… since I called it mating, it’d feel more like actual rape too.

So after saying that, I pushed him back lightly, and he obediently stepped away.

I let out a few shaky breaths toward him, then slowly turned and braced myself against the toilet.

“…….”

“…….”

…The panties clinging to my soaked pussy were peeled aside by Seojin’s hands.

Between what happened in the theater and now, I was dripping—enough that the slick sound of my juices stretching between my panties and my folds was embarrassingly loud.

But I didn’t say anything.

Even when I felt the damp fabric sticking to my ass,

I didn’t say anything.

Even when the glistening tip of his cock, which I’d just licked clean earlier, pressed firmly against my entrance—

I stayed silent.

“Brr, it’s cold….”

“…….”

“…….”

Another voice.

A stranger’s, just outside the stall.

“…….”

Do people really come to the bathroom this often in theaters? A shiver ran down my spine—

But like the last guy, this one didn’t seem to notice us yet, casually undoing his belt before starting his business.

Of course.

Who the hell pays attention to what’s inside a stall?

Unless someone deliberately peeks, they’d never know what’s happening in here.

Unless the people inside make them know—

“……, ….”

By slamming a thick cock into a sopping-wet pussy,

Forcing out moans they can’t hold back.

There’s no other way for the guy outside to find out.

Seojin knows that too.

…Right?

“…, ………. …….”

See? He’s not just mindlessly pounding into me.

At most, his hands—which had been gripping my hips to adjust the angle—

Now held my waist firmly as he…

…Pushed in once.

“……, …. …! …….”

Sheathing himself to the hilt,

Crushing against my cervix on his own terms—

Squelch, squish—

Making my thighs tremble as more of my juices spilled out,

Then dragging his cockhead along my inner walls as he pulled out,

“……, ……. ….”

Before finally releasing my ass, which had been pressed hard against his pelvis,

Letting it return to its natural shape,

As he slowly withdrew.

“…, ……. ……. ….”

That was it.

Not the usual relentless thrusting,

Just one deep push in, then scraping his cock out—that’s all.

The guy who’d come in for a natural reason had long since finished, washed his hands, and left.

So that single thrust was the end of it.

“…Huu…….”

“…….”

…At least, for Seojin, it was.

“…That guy didn’t notice. Then again… you kept quiet this time.”

“…….”

The sensation of being defiled by the cock of my dreams,

While someone who could find out at any moment was just outside.

The way he shoved in bare without hesitation,

Pinning my cervix in place as we both caught our breath.

…Just that once was enough.

My heart felt like it would burst,

And like a bitch in heat,

Hah, hah—

All I could do was pant belatedly.

“…Keep quiet. Unless you want to go viral.”

“…Y-Yes, ngh….”

…No one else would understand.