episode_0349

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I don’t want the momentum to break, so I should buy any condom as quickly as possible.

The chain of thought that had been creaking along collapses, and in the empty space left behind, vague thoughts begin to seep in.

…Let’s deal with this first.

Finish everything before Sua’s hairdryer stops, then go to the convenience store like nothing happened.

If asked what I was doing with my senior in the meantime,

well,

I can just say we were chatting.

…This counts as a form of conversation too, after all.

“…Fuck, she’s already dripping wet.”

“…”

Baek Seo-yeon, lying on her side, glances up at me.

Despite her being the one who grabbed my wrist first, she’s grown shy and fallen quiet, so I press my thumb against her clit.

…She only watched Han Sua get railed in the bathroom, so why is she this soaked?

I swipe sideways, letting the stretched-out, transparent arousal smear across Seo-yeon’s thigh, then—

Again.

Even though she’s already been thoroughly tamed by me, she still pretends to be innocent.

Still acting like she doesn’t even masturbate, keeping her pussy tightly sealed.

I press my cock—the same one that was just slamming into my junior’s womb—against her untouched slit.

“…No need to hold back, right?”

“…”

No answer.

Not that I expected one anyway.

It’s only now that I remember—

She’s been in heat for days, so she’s probably been fingering herself raw.

Hell, I even fucked her with two fingers while kissing Sua earlier.

…Does heat spread like this?

Half-joking, I press my hand against Seo-yeon’s pelvis, still lying sideways.

“Ah… Haah, hhhn…♡”

Far thicker than any finger.

Far hotter than any finger.

Warm enough that even its heat feels lukewarm against her feverish cunt—

I push just the tip in.

One remark.

“By the time we get dressed, anyway… it’d have gone soft already.”

Squelch, squelch.

Enjoying the way her walls clamp down on my glans.

Her expression has already melted, leaving none of Baek Seo-yeon’s usual stiffness—not even a milligram.

One remark.

“…You just wanted raw sex with me, didn’t you? …Desperate from heat.”

“N-No, ah—!”

Fresh out of the shower, her thighs are unfairly smooth—I grip them tightly and start fucking her, a little impatient.

…But maybe because of the bed’s height, the angle’s a bit uncomfortable, so—

I shift her body further onto the mattress.

Planting one knee on the bed, I hoist her ass up with one hand, intentionally spreading her pussy wider.

Deep—

inside.

Where only I’ve touched.

Schlick, schlop.

“You were so friendly last time when drunk, but now you’re being a pain again.”

“When did I… ngh… ever act friendly… with you…?”

“Literally earlier, before getting drinks. You were acting cute as hell. Or was that not you?”

“Th-That… was just heat… I didn’t— ah—!”

“You begging me to touch you back then was fucking adorable.”

“…J-Just for a moment…”

Testing whether she’s truly loosened up all the way inside, I roll my hips experimentally.

Hah—letting out a breath, I start thrusting in earnest, straining my abs and glutes.

…The faint buzz of Sua’s hairdryer outside the bedroom,

the sticky, wet squelches beneath my stomach—

Drown it all out.

“Plus, last time… during that shower, you were the one begging me to fuck you first.”

“That was… because you… looked lacking…”

“…What part of me looked lacking?”

“…This thing… your cock… was hard the whole time… stupid…”

“…Oh?”

Is she still too embarrassed to say it outright?

Her whisper-soft grumbling makes me grind my hips harder against her ass, forcing us as close as possible.

So her cervix—still untouched by anyone but me—

Will never forget the shape of me.

Like a deep, messy kiss, I bury myself to the hilt inside her.

Schlick, squelch—

Dragging my thick cockhead mercilessly along her slick walls.

Harshly thrusting—the same hips that were just railing another girl—

Each movement jostling Seo-yeon’s soft tits, imprinting them in my mind like a film reel.

“I thought it was just your heat making you like that. …Hah… But no, it was for me.”

…At this rate, Seo-yeon’s already trembling—figuring she’s close,

but for now, she’s just covering her mouth with one arm, muffling little gasps.

“Obviously… heat played… a part… too… ah…?”

Is it—

Competitiveness?

Dominance?

Or some abstract feeling of conquest?

Whatever it is, the thoughts swarm my head relentlessly until—

“Then I can use you however I want, right?”

“Aah…? Hih—?!”

Using the curve of Seo-yeon’s hips as leverage, I drill into her dripping cunt

exactly

how I want.

Like a leash finally unleashed—

To pour out every last bit of desire simmering in my veins.

Drowning even the white noise of the hairdryer,

Squelch, slap, squelch—

The obscene sound of fucking fills the room to bursting,

Yet—

Not enough.

Still—

Not enough.

…Her wetness clings thickly to my bare cock as I pull out,

Stretching downward

Into a heart-shaped string.

“Hah… Huff…”

“…Hah… Haaah… ♡”

…But this angle’s

Still kinda uncomfortable…

I want—

To fuck her even harder.

“…The bed’s too low for this.”

“Ahn… W-Wait…”

“You gotta finish soon, anyway. …Cooperate.”

“If the sound… leaks outside…”

“Won’t happen. The hairdryer’s loud enough to drown out even talking.”

“But still—…”

Every time I spear her womb, her tiny toes curl—adorable, but—

Out of sight now.

Pressing Seo-yeon onto her back, I lean over her, nestling my face into damp blue-white hair still fragrant with shampoo,

Hooking her left knee over my arm to spread her wider.

Squelch—

Squelch.

“…Hey, Baek Seo-yeon.”

“Ngh… Hih… ♡”

“…You can feel it too, right?”

“…Shut… up…”

“…I’ve stuffed you full, all the way to the root. …Don’t you feel it?”

“……”

Grazing my fingers down to her clit, brushing against my own balls—

…She twitches silently, still trembling, so I pull away.

“I… I feel it…”

“…Touch yourself where I’m reaching.”

“……Here…”

“…When you finger yourself, you don’t get this deep. Where’d you touch last time?”

“…Here…”

“…That’s shallow.”

“……”

After spreading her legs fully again,

I cover her fidgeting hand near her navel—

Then move higher, teasing stiff nipples before—

Squelch, slap—squelch.

Pulling out enough that the glans pops free, precum beading thickly,

Before slamming back in, pounding her clit with my balls each time.

“…You won’t say it’s too loud now?”

“Even if I did… you’d keep… fucking me…”

“Try saying it. You don’t know for sure.”

“Nn… Ah… Sua… might… hear… us… fucking…”

“……”

…Tch.

“…Look at… this… You sped up… ah…!”

“Pfft. Turn your head. …Might muffle the moans better.”

“…Hah… Ngh… ♡”

Stroking her nipple from areola to tip, I kiss her sloppily as she hesitantly turns.

Not sweet like schoolkids,

Not romantic like fireworks-date couples—

Just tongues tangling messily because our mouths were free.

After a few thrusts of my tongue (mint still lingering from her toothpaste),

I scold her drooping cervix with my thick cock—

Wouldn’t she get pregnant if I came like this?

How dare she react like this while getting fucked by someone she dislikes?

Her arousal drips all the way down my thigh as I keep going—

…Until Seo-yeon’s eyes lose focus entirely.

Schlorp—

Pulling out of her spasming cunt, my twitching cock glistening wet,

“…If we hadn’t fucked, this thing… would’ve gone soft by now.”

“……”

“…Take it all. …Unless you want your junior to notice.”

“…Hah… ♡”

Pressing against her limp lips,

I let her awkward, clumsy blowjob do the rest—

…Pumping thick, sticky cum

Right down her throat.

“…Hngh… ♡”

The hairdryer noise I’d tuned out is now buzzing steadily again.

Seo-yeon just gulps weakly, offering no resistance.

“…I’ll go buy condoms. Clean yourself up while I’m gone—mouth too.”

“…Hah… ♡ …Kay…”

My balls, heavy from the pent-up load—

Drained

Completely.

“Senior, you seem kinda out of it today. You okay?”

“Senior. If you’re tired, head home early.”

“Did you catch a cold? Did you go to the infirmary?”

Standing roadside for an hour, puffing on a stiff e-cig amidst exhaust fumes,

Yoo Si-woo sighs, exhaling cloudy vapor as he pieces together his memories.

If he was gonna do something this stupid, he should’ve at least confirmed where his senior lives.

This is just wasting time.

Senior’s sick.

Last time she was unwell, she stopped by this convenience store.

Meaning she might come here again.

Meaning another chance to talk to Seo-yeon.

Meaning proving he’s a good junior while gauging the best approach—

But maybe this half-assed stalking was too reckless.

It’s not like this is the only convenience store around.

Blowing out another nicotine cloud, Si-woo glares at the fading sunset, brow furrowed.

“Shouldn’t have gotten hard over this. …Fuckin’ bitch.”

He wasted too much time.

Shoving his vape into his pocket, he pulls up the bus app—

Only to freeze mid-step.

“…?”

In the distance—

A familiar face.

“…Huh. He lives here too?”

Seo Woo-jin.

The nurse—and, unexpectedly, close with the student council president.

“…”

Something’s off—

His hair looks damp, like he just showered.

…It’s almost evening.

But showering because of the heat before stepping out—

Not that weird, but—

“…Wait.”

Too many coincidences.

Si-woo’s gut twists as he ducks into a side alley instead of pretending not to notice.

Luckily, Woo-jin doesn’t seem to spot him.

Would’ve played dumb if confronted, but—

Now?

Just morbid curiosity.

Flipping aimlessly through his phone, Si-woo slips back out, tracking Woo-jin’s path.

“…”

That direction leads to—

Maybe the subway. Maybe shops. Maybe…

A certain female student’s apartment.

But Woo-jin stops short, stepping into—

“…A convenience store?”

Unexpectedly mundane.