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Episode 63: Twisted Desire

– Click.

The call ended abruptly with a disconnected tone.

It meant that there would be no more conversation.

The line that had been maintained in the form of a voice of a phone was now cut off.

An empty space with nothing in it.

Familiar to her, yet in such a stark and empty space, Jung Ah-young sobbed.

It was behind the convenience store.

She had finished the club activities ten minutes earlier than usual.

To wait for Han Se-in and to wait for his news.

She had come here early.

Should she be grateful for that?

Should she consider it fortunate?

When an intense despair that could crush her came over her.

She could crumble without caring about others’ eyes.

In a place where no one was around, knowing it was not a good place to be.

Jung Ah-young stared blankly at the asphalt floor.

A sharp pain shot through her kneeling knees.

When she realized she couldn’t stay in that position any longer.

“Sob…”

Tears that had been held back fell.

Sobbing, the voice that had been immersed in pleasure once again trembled.

Dropping tears splashed the asphalt.

With her smartphone in hand, her hand that had been against her ear fell down.

The broken left hand was not that important.

What mattered was the right hand.

“Sniff, hm, huh…”

At some point, without even realizing it.

But the pleasure that had been deeply rooted in her heart responded.

It was dizzying and confusing.

Her hand that had been in her panties slipped out.

Only then could she feel the damp stickiness in her crotch.

Her crying stopped.

In her dizzy sight, her palm came into view.

A palm soaked with her essence.

A strange scent rose involuntarily.

The floor and her hand were covered with so much essence that a towel would barely contain it.

It meant climax, and it meant another awakening.

She was dizzy.

Having difficulty getting up slowly, she staggered.

“Hack, huh, ugh.”

Crying.

Laughing.

Nausea.

Feeling pathetic and ashamed of herself.

Jung Ah-young felt confused about her state.

It was fucking awful.

A feeling that couldn’t be described in words.

Her beloved boyfriend sobbed.

Moaned.

Even in a situation where it was obvious who she was with.

He moaned without any room for excuses.

He climaxed and begged.

As if hoping not to be recognized in this state.

Showing stupid moans and reactions.

As if not wanting to reveal the current situation to his beloved girlfriend.

He made excuses and swallowed apologies.

A bitter smell emanated from her lips.

Staggering to her feet, but unable to escape, reality dragged her deeper.

“Ha, haa, haa…”

Dizzy, suffocating breath.

However.

What confused Jung Ah-young the most was…

“Eugh.”

It was a subtle pleasure.

Her lower abdomen tingled.

Unable to see, only hear.

But the situation her boyfriend was in came to mind.

Even more pathetic than not being able to kiss, she couldn’t even think about kissing.

Thinking about what was happening to the woman she once admired and resented.

Different from when she masturbated.

Different from when she felt excited on a date.

A different pleasure overwhelmed her.

It was a momentary reminiscence, an imagination.

Just a brief thought that crossed her mind.

The essence that flowed out again trickled down under her panties, along her thigh line.

“Hack, chew… sob.”

Frustrating and monotonous.

In her heart, she hated Kang Hyun so much that she wanted to kill him, but her body headed outside of the club room, not the school.

Originally, it was the only place that comforted her.

Home.

Into her own room.

It was barely the fifth period, and she would probably be treated as having left without permission.

But she didn’t care about any of that.

She just wanted to go home.

She wanted to put down her confused mind and emotions.

***

As the heat dissipated,

and the strange scents still lingered.

She wiped off the semen-soaked genitals and tidied everything up, the whisper that came afterwards was addictive.

“Sorry, sorry.”

“Sigh, you, you’re too much.”

“Was I a bit harsh?”

“Ugh, sigh, yeah…”

She held the man tightly in her arms.

The sound of crying from his chest, and the warmth.

Although she felt guilty,

the intense pleasure bursting in her mind dulled the sense of guilt.

“Still. Did you enjoy it?”

“…….”

Silence.

But it was affirmative.

It was evident in the ear that perked up while being held, and in the erection that brushed against her thigh as if recalling a memory.

Various desires surged in.

The sense of conquest, superiority.

The feeling of conquering a man with pleasure.

The sense of superiority over a woman she could never possess.

Though once filled with sadness and melancholy,

in the uncooled situation and warmth,

there was a power that made her smile.

The man squirming in her arms was lovely.

It was the first time she had taken his penis in her mouth and swallowed his semen, but

the sense of satisfaction from the situation outweighed the embarrassment.

Tears pooling in her eyes, the trembling in pleasure was beautiful,

and the struggle to keep her mouth shut, trying not to get caught by her girlfriend, was adorable.

Shaking her body in intense pleasure, resisting,

pushing his head away, tapping with small hands in rebellion,

but eventually spitting out the semen and being captured was strange.

Her girlfriend, too.

Guilt, too.

All forgotten, enjoying the aftermath of pleasure, his appearance was pleasing.

Wanting to whisper love, wanting to meet eyes full of love,

but since this sight wasn’t bad either,

Kang Hyun-ah might not have known that she was ignoring guilt and engaging in such behavior.

“Have you done this with Jung Ah-young?”

“…Sigh, no.”

“Even though your body is so lewd?”

“I don’t know…”

“Jung Ah-young, I knew she was insensitive, but not knowing her boyfriend is a pervert.”

“Ugh, th-that’s not…”

“Why. It’s the truth. Isn’t it?”

“…….”

“Even if you force yourself to swallow, you can’t say anything.”

Again, she starts to cry.

This sight was too cute.

Unable to refute, her body trembling with embarrassment,

all that could be seen was sobbing and whimpering.

Because it was such a lovely sight,

she had to pat her head,

kiss her,

and comfort her like a baby.

“Sorry.”

“…Yeah.”

“But, you really didn’t do it?”

“I really didn’t…”

“Kissing too? Making out too?”

“…Yeah.”

Twisting.

She knew it was the truth, not a lie,

but she kept asking.

Confirming the truth, confirming the gap with Jung Ah-young,

her lips twitched, feeling a strange pleasure in winning.

“What time is it…?”

“The sixth period hasn’t ended yet.”

“…….”

“Why, do you want to have sex?”

“Oh, no!”

“Hmph, you were cute today. Just use your mouth to satisfy me. That’ll be enough.”

“Like that…”

“I have to satisfy you too. Otherwise, I’ll want to force you…”

“Oh, okay! Just stop talking.”

“Hmph, fine. Fine.”

It’ll be over soon.

Kang Hyun-ah whispered.

After satisfying him orally, she would hug him like last time.

I will enjoy a brief nap time.

That’s the way it should be.

So that I can endure another week.

Without writhing in self-loathing.

Without blaming myself for the warmth I can still feel.

Kang Hyun’s body moved.

In reality, her words were accurate.

The sweet and happy time passed quickly.

The 6th period ended, and then the 7th period ended.

She was just closing her eyes while holding the man she liked in her arms.

The time passing by so quickly was resented, but she got up with a calm heart.

“Ugh…”

“Why?”

“Ahyoung isn’t checking her KakaoTalk.”

“Ugh…”

Adjusting her clothes, Han Se-in, who had his bag on his back, looked flustered.

His desperate fingers were poised towards the phone button, and the fact that she hadn’t checked the KakaoTalk seemed quite surprising.

He anxiously waited for the phone call.

[The call cannot be answered, and a call charge will be imposed after the beep.]

The voice of the ARS man quietly echoed, and Han Se-in looked at his smartphone with a bewildered expression.

“I’ll go first.”

“Oh, um… okay.”

Kang Hyun didn’t even think about stopping him.

Although the appointment was during club time.

Han Se-in’s expression looked so anxious that it was hard to touch.

Han Se-in quickly packed his things and left.

As if in an animation, dust scattered around him.

In the empty club room, only his scent faintly lingered.

“Damn, did she commit suicide?”

[No.]

“What do you know.”

[System…]

“Just shut up, what happened?”

After everything was over, I quickly arrived home and had a conversation with the system.

It could be considered fortunate.

Jeong Ahyoung was in her own bedroom, not on the rooftop or Han River bridge.

[You have gained 8 points!]

[You have gained 2 points!]

“Why are you suddenly showing this?”

“These are the points extracted from Jeong Ahyoung.”

The hologram that tickled my ear every time.

Because of that, I decided to receive it in a settlement format.

It was puzzling to suddenly see it in front of me.

“So, what. It’s because it’s hard, right?”

[That…]

“Oh, stop being so frustrating!”

[Jeong Ahyoung is currently… masturbating.]

“…What?”

Unbelievable.

The gaping mouth and blank eyes were now fixed on the hologram collecting points in real-time.

“So… doing that while receiving a phone call…”

[Yes…]

“Is that masturbating?”

[Yes.]

Ahyoung.

What are you talking about?

Not even checking KakaoTalk and doing that is masturbating?

“Phew.”

“Aren’t you worried?”

“It’s fine. I’ll read the messages eventually.”

Was it unnecessary to worry?

I suddenly felt a sense of exhaustion and slumped down.

I had sent a message saying I would visit tomorrow morning, so it should be fine.