episode_0117

“I’ll be out early today. I have morning exercise.”

“Alright. Doyuna, Mom’s heading to work now too. There’s toast on the table, so make sure you eat it.”

It was 7:45 AM. Doha Noona yawned, casually threw on her school jacket, and headed out the front door. Mom was trying on a pair of shoes that matched her suit skirt well.

Gently, with one hand braced against the wall, she lifted her foot to try on the shoes, then shook her head.

“They don’t quite match… But these are the most comfortable…”

As she bent her waist slightly, the shirt tucked into her skirt pulled taut, further emphasizing the silhouette of her underwear. A clear line was revealed above her neat, yet somewhat uncomfortable-looking skirt.

Involuntarily, I found myself looking at her legs.

The pale, apricot-colored stockings seemed to once again remind me that Mom was a ‘woman’. The slightly stretched material on the back of her elastic thighs rather added to their luster.

That’s why I didn’t realize Mom had turned to look at me.

“How about these, Doyuna? Do you think these look alright?”

Shiny black shoes. No, ‘heels’ seemed a more fitting term. They were footwear on the border between shoes and heels, but at that moment, my gaze wasn’t on her footwear.

Mom smiled, then put on her suit jacket. Each time she moved slightly, her chest swayed between the undone shirt buttons.

After tidying up her appearance neatly in front of the mirror, Mom twisted her car key and left the house.

Sitting at the dining table, biting into my toast, I thought.

Of course, Mom had always gone to work in the same monotonous suit skirt before… Was my gaze the problem?

No, I didn’t want to think about that anymore. Our family had now perfectly returned to how things were before.

As soon as Mom returned to the broadcasting station, she took on a new variety show. It was a series being produced in collaboration with an OTT company.

It was a relief that she could continue her career without change.

After eating toast and brushing my teeth, I changed clothes in my room. In one corner of my desk lay a silver ring symbolizing a ‘beta slave’.

The person who first gave me the ring, Ju Chaerin.

I hadn’t seen her since the semester began. Was she coming to school properly? Should I go look for her in the acting department…?

There was one more person I hadn’t met. Choi Dohyeok, who had dragged Mom and Noona into despair. Since he was a senior in the same department as me, I could find out just by asking the department office.

They said he hadn’t even registered for this semester. In other words, he was on a leave of absence.

My thoughts continued even as I left the house.

What happened to Namgeon? And Joo Chaebin, who went into the office then…? Was it really all over like this—?

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As I walked, I arrived at the subway station, and after being jostled senselessly among the crowd, I found myself in front of the school.

“This station is XX University Entrance, XX University Entrance. The doors will open on your left. This station is…”

As I habitually stopped by the convenience store, Jiyeon suddenly reached out her hand in front of me. She smiled, saying she had been waiting there.

We bought a piece of drowsiness gum, shared it, and walked together. A pungent sensation spread deep into my mouth. She, who had been chewing the gum with a frown, soon stopped as if she had read my expression.

“It’s okay, Doyuna. We… decided to stop all of that. Me, you, your family. Everyone.”

“Yeah… I just wonder what happened to those two people that day.”

“I haven’t… really heard anything either. They’re people we can forget now, aren’t they?”

“That’s true. Are… are you okay? Jiyeon…”

“…Me?”

She moved closer to me. As she approached, I slowly raised my head to look up, feeling the height difference.

Only the scent of perfume, like a fresh autumn sky, filled the space between us.

It was a scent I hadn’t smelled before… It suited her trench coat very well.

“I’m perfectly fine. I’m actually surprised… and grateful that we’re walking together like this again.”

She held my hand tightly. Just as her warm touch covered the back of my hand.

“Do you… have plans today? Should we… get a drink together after a long time?”

“Really…? I have plenty of time.”

Jiyeon was the first to suggest a drink. There was no reason to refuse. I just wanted to get moderately drunk at a nice bar, like any other couple, and then share intimate love together.

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5 PM. We met again after finishing our respective classes. After doing assignments at the library for a while, the sun was already setting.

She showed me a waiting app. She had already made a reservation at a popular restaurant nearby.

“How is it? It’s good here, right? It’s a newly opened place, and the line is no joke.”

“Wow… You’re right. It’ll be peak time soon. Let’s go quickly.”

The familiarity of walking through the bustling downtown area, no different from any other couple.

As the gentle breeze swept past, tickling my ears, Jiyeon walked even closer to me. As we strolled along leisurely, I smelled her perfume again.

Was it that fresh scent I smelled this morning? It lasts quite a while.

We passed the long line and entered the restaurant. Following the waiter, we were guided to a cozy partitioned booth. Jiyeon glanced at the menu for a moment, then suggested ordering two dinner sets.

“Wow, but the price…”

“Who cares? This Noona will treat you today, tee hee!”

While waiting for the food to arrive, Jiyeon moved her chair and sat closer to me.

“Excited, right?”

“Yeah. It’s been a really long time since I had a course meal… Back then, Noona didn’t like oysters, so I ate them all.”

“No, not the food. …That.”

Jiyeon gave a faint smile and half-closed her eyes. When she slightly tugged at her turtleneck sweater, a deep cleavage was revealed.

Without realizing it, I swallowed and became tense.

“What kind of underwear do you think I’m wearing today…? Aren’t you curious?”

“Ji… Jiyeon, not here…”

“Ehehehe, this is why I like you. How can your reaction always be the same? Even after we’ve made love so many times…”

“Well…”

For a fleeting moment, I had thoughts I shouldn’t. Memories of when she was taken by Namgeon. Of realizing my powerlessness and offering her up.

But seeing Jiyeon’s smiling face, those memories, like messy scribbles, slowly faded away.

“Thank you. For always being by my side.”

She said, in a tone that was a spoonful of affection and decidedly more serious. I understood the meaning of those few words all too well.

An exchange of emotions that could only be felt because they had briefly strayed down the wrong path. And understanding.

“Oh, by the way, can I… visit this weekend? I haven’t been able to see your mother since then… I really want to… say hello. A-and Mom will come with me too.”

Auntie Hyeyeon too…?

“Originally, Dad was going to come too, but Dad… um. He said he was ashamed and left on a trip alone for a while. You know, our Dad… he had that kind of taste, didn’t he? He wasn’t originally like that. He said he’d come back after he recovered.”

“I… I see. I hope both of them recover well.”

As if nothing had happened, we changed the subject and continued talking. We discussed trending dramas, new movies, and part-time jobs we could do.

After finishing our meal, we walked the streets for a while. While I was looking around for a bar nearby, Jiyeon suddenly brought up a topic casually.

“Hey, why don’t we go on a trip soon? Just the two of us.”

“A trip…?”

“Yeah. Somewhere like Japan.”

“It’s sudden… but okay. When?”

“During vacation. …Actually, I’ve already made the reservations. 3 nights, 4 days in Tokyo. I’ve booked the flights and the hotel, so just come along.”

“Oh… R-right. Of course, I’ll go. Where’s my suitcase again…?”

“Hehehe… You know what? Christmas is included during our trip. You know what that means, right? Ah, here it is. Let’s go in here.”

Jiyeon hooked her arm through mine and entered the izakaya. Come to think of it, I hadn’t really drunk with Jiyeon much.

Perhaps that was the first time… During our first experience…

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We were chatting excitedly, not even realizing how much time had passed. I was drunk, but it didn’t seem like the atmosphere for sex yet, but Jiyeon was already licking her lips, pushing me against the motel wall.

As she took off her knit, her armpits were slightly damp with sweat and gleaming. Jiyeon, with her hair swept to one side, blew hot breath into my ear.

“Are you… getting aroused now…? *Hahh*… Yes, there. Will you touch it?”

As if she already knew, Jiyeon allowed me to touch her armpit. As I licked the bodily fluid oozing from between the folds, a concentrated pheromone burst forth, making my head spin.

Buried in her infinitely soft body, I unclasped her bra as if unwrapping a gift. Her bouncy curves swayed left and right, drawing my gaze.

Cupping her lightly browned nipples, the somewhat widened areolae, and all the piercing marks, I whispered.

“Cover me… with your body. …*Smooch*…♡”

—Me, defiled by netorase. Me, stained with my master’s semen.

I shook off the memories that were encroaching like parasites in one corner. I dragged her, who became someone’s sex slave, a fuck-doll, submitting, deep beneath the surface.

I walked up the stairs again. Until Jiyeon’s hand touched mine.

“I’m embarrassed… But because you’re here… that’s why I can love again. You… think so too, right?”

“…Yeah. I love you, Jiyeon.”

*Slurp*… *Smooch*… *Gasp*… *Gasp*… *Gasp*… *Gulp*… *Sigh*… *Smooch*…♡

“Down… Touch me down there too. It’s hot… I can’t stand it, Doyun…”

Slipping my hand under her underwear, I cupped the wet curves. *Trickle*… The oozing fluid greeted my fingers.

I love you. I love you, I love you…♡ *Heehh*…♡♡

As I pressed down on her vulva, I felt her fully aroused clitoris between my fingers. I brushed past the “bean” that had emerged from its hood, slowly intensifying her desire.

She gripped my shoulders tightly. Each time my hand moved up and down, her hips pressed against my body as if bouncing. Her gaze looked down at me, showing tears as if teasing. But she didn’t beg me to stop.

Keep going…♡ More, more, more… *Uhhuhhh*… Dominate me, Doyun—

I spread her vagina, already open and heavily leaking fluid. Jiyeon turned herself around, lowered her hips, and looked back at me.

She urgently rubbed her reddish, swollen clitoris, sticking out her tongue. The lower part of her labia, which had accepted Namgeon’s penis countless times, was slightly stretched.

I slowly touched it, discolored and trembling pitifully. Was it… reacting? Surely it wasn’t remembering Namgeon’s…?

I had to confirm. I had to prove it.

That I was Jiyeon’s man…

*Aahh*… Hurry, Doyun… I’ve waited too long…♡

You’re so lewd, Jiyeon. That expression… It was so vulgar, as if she couldn’t tell how long she had held it in…

There was no need for foreplay. As soon as I put on the condom, I inserted into her. Simultaneously, her vagina contracted powerfully, tightening as if to squeeze out my penis.

Her hips, fully lowered, moved in circles, further engulfing my engorged penis. My whole body trembled from the unbelievable vaginal pressure.

Do you like it…? *Hahh*…♡ Can you feel it, your penis… It feels good, doesn’t it?

I barely managed to hold onto her waist, but then an insane urge to ejaculate surged again. At that, the tightening, which had entwined like tentacles, momentarily loosened.

My breasts… Touch them. My nipples… Harder… *Gulp*—!!

The tingling sensation that had reached the tip of my glans gradually receded. She, who had willingly offered her breasts, turned slightly to the side.

“H-huhhh— I’m still—”

All my senses converged on my penis at once, and pre-cum trickled out. Jiyeon’s lips seemed to curl up.

As I gasped roughly, trying to regain my pace, her vagina once again tightened from base to glans.

At that moment—

“*Ohhhh*—♡♡♡ *Ahhhh*—♡!!!”

I was in a doggy style position, fully inserted, and then I shiofuki. The condom began to fill with pre-cum mixed with urine instead of semen.

As my erection subsided and the condom slipped off, Jiyeon rolled onto her back. She pulled me into a hug and removed the condom from inside her.

Shall we do it again, Doyun…? *Smooch*…♡ You can, right? You have to do it. Only then…♥

She put the used condom back on my penis and licked the underside of the glans. As semen filled my testicles, my penis stiffly rose.

With a remark of “cute,” Jiyeon climbed on top of me. She was smiling, her face flushed. I unconsciously swallowed the saliva that had flowed from her lips.

Then she passionately showered me with kisses. My vision briefly turned white, and I ejaculated into the condom, but Jiyeon continued to seek gratification without realizing it.

Doyun, Doyunnnn… I’m about to comeee…♡ So let’s go together♡ I love you, I love you Doyun♡♡

Her vagina contracted even further, tightening around my penis, which had already ejaculated. I twitched my hips, forcing an erection.

The splashing sound grew louder. Veins bulged on the hand that gripped me tightly.

*Ugh*… *Ohhh*… *Ahhh*, Doyun, togetherrrr—♡♡♡!!!

The fluid poured out, soaking my face completely. Her handprints were left all over my shoulders and chest, hot and raised.

It was a short sexual encounter, but the afterglow lingered.

The fact that she had no idea I was trembling and climaxing… I didn’t bother to mention it. Because I didn’t want to feel those emotions anymore.

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Perhaps it was because I had ejaculated so much at once. My eyelids quickly grew heavy.

We pulled the blanket over us and closed our eyes together. After reminiscing about the day’s events for a while and talking, we naturally fell into a deep sleep.

—*Ding*.

A message…? What is it at this hour? Is it Mom…? I don’t know.

I’m too sleepy…………….