episode_0445

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Even if it had been Seol Da-bin’s, it wasn’t as if her saliva was particularly sweet.

It was just a minty flavor, similar to the toothpaste I had in my mouth earlier.

A taste akin to artificial medicine.

A refreshing taste.

If I had to describe it, a pleasant taste.

A taste that overwrote the past experiences I had with Baek Ji-ho.

I swirled the fading remnants of it on my tongue,

then pulled my lips away with an unsteady breath.

A single, unrefined silver thread—

the only trace left of the kiss we’d just shared—

I wiped it away with the rough back of my hand.

The tip of my cock, which had been pressing insistently against the back of Seol Da-bin’s womb.

I pulled it out, a thick, sloshing mass of cum still clinging to it.

“…Loosen up a little. It won’t come out like this.”

“Haa……, …ha….”

“Where’s the drawer with the towels?”

“…….”

She looked clumsier than I expected—maybe even struggling to breathe.

Seol Da-bin, panting heavily, wordlessly pointed somewhere.

Following her gesture, I walked over, pulled out two fresh towels, and tossed the ones soaked in dark stains onto the floor for now.

Then, I laid a dry towel over the still-warm bedsheet—and that was that.

A belated thought crossed my mind—Would the floor end up smelling like her?

But it didn’t matter.

There was only one condom left anyway.

And I wasn’t planning on making any more unreasonable demands today.

Like the sun stripping a traveler of their clothes, I’d be satisfied just getting her used to the kisses she’d stubbornly refused before.

It’d be fine if I cleaned it up soon.

Probably.

“Wet wipes… Ah, found them.”

Seol Da-bin, still trembling from the aftermath, was an afterthought.

I wiped off my cock, slick with lube and a bit of cum, then rolled on a new condom.

It was almost scary how little my erection had faded in the meantime.

But with a woman like this in front of me—

Behind Seol Da-bin’s knees, still busy catching her breath—

I slid my forearm, veins bulging from excitement, between them.

“…Ngh……♡….”

Pushing in gently.

Just the head.

Still only the head inside.

I began pressing against one of Seol Da-bin’s weak spots.

To be precise, it was a spot she’d probably discovered while masturbating as a kid.

“…This kind of sex might be fine too. No noise.”

“Kkh…, Hik……. …Hahk….”

Earlier, she’d been gasping with her mouth open, but now she seemed to be barely holding back, biting down hard to stifle her moans.

Holding her slender ankles together in one hand, I leisurely moved my hips.

No need to rush—slowly.

Recalling, one by one, what Seol Da-bin used to like.

The complete opposite of earlier, when I’d been slamming into her with rough, violent thrusts.

Tenderly.

Slowly.

Meticulously.

Lightly.

Because—

“Hahk…, Ngh……?! S-Suddenly… Ah….”

Baek Ji-ho would’ve probably fucked her like this.

“Ah, just teasing around the entrance is frustrating.”

“Bastard…, ngh…. Ugh…….”

If she’d spent her whole life having sex like that,

then getting fucked deep enough to hit below her navel—

she’d never have experienced it unless someone showed her.

“What? You prefer this over just stimulating the entrance?”

“……Nn, …ah, …….”

Rather than the weak spots near the entrance—

it was the ones deeper inside, past the sticky, clenched walls, that needed to be forced open.

“…Don’t answer with your pussy. Use your mouth.”

“……S-Similar…, I guess….”

“Earlier, you were biting down hard to hold back moans. Now you’re panting with your lips parted. …So they’re similar?”

“Similar…, …hahk, wait…. Wait, Seo Jin……”

Because it was much more to her taste.

The way it squeezed her was completely different.

If she’d spent her time laughing it up with that idiot, she’d never have known.

“…Look. When I fuck deep inside, your whole body lifts, trembling.”

“……, …. ……….”

Which kind of sex feels better.

Who she can have that kind of sex with.

Who she can’t.

I’d teach her clearly.

Seol Da-bin, who at some point had hugged the blanket tightly to her chest.

Pinning her pale, healthy legs down with my weight,

I lowered myself.

“…Hng, eup……. Nghh….”

Thud, thud, thud—

Ignoring the spots Baek Ji-ho could barely reach.

Crushing her.

Each time my tongue tangled with hers, her sticky walls clenched, and I plowed through them.

Not the sex of lovers, but relentless, fuckbuddy sex.

…The thought of keeping the noise down—

had long since been forgotten.

“…Hah. Why are you so bad at kissing?”

“Shut… up…. It’d be weird if I were… good at it….”

Even though our teeth clacked painfully,

I gripped Seol Da-bin’s sweat-slick hips and pulled her closer.

“W-Wait, wait, what are you—…”

“Thought you’d like this too. …Ah, maybe we did this last time.”

“I don’t know…! It’s scary, let go…!”

“Did you do this with another fuckbuddy?”

“I said let go…?! Ngh, ugh…?! ……Ah…??”

I slid my knee under Seol Da-bin’s ass,

lifting her slightly to change the angle of penetration.

…Deep.

Into her sweat-and-juice-slick cunt, deep.

Forget glaring at me like before—now her head was thrown back, moaning uncontrollably.

Her small hands, gripping the bedsheet, trembled violently.

Over and over,

I pulled her hips toward me, slamming my cock in to the hilt.

For a good few seconds, I fucked her with no intention of holding back,

before finally releasing her.

“Hah……, ah…, haa……. Ha…….”

I was far from cumming,

but she’d already come so hard that her pussy clenched tight, making it impossible to move.

I needed a moment to catch my breath.

“Hah… You said you were scared earlier…”

“Shut up, shut up, shut up…. Just stop talking….”

It was almost funny how her lower body still twitched uncontrollably while her mouth spat tough words.

Come to think of it, Baek Seo-yeon used to look like that too.

Maybe their personalities were just similar.

After that pointless thought, I took a few sips of water from the desk and spoke.

“Change positions. Get on your stomach, hugging the blanket and pillow.”

“…….”

Surprisingly, she didn’t resist much.

A faint tsk—

a sound of displeasure, but only for a moment.

Seol Da-bin obediently shifted.

Her pale breasts pressed against the bed, spilling to the sides.

Her expression—somewhere between irritation and pleasure—hidden in the pillow.

Her plush ass, ready to be used as a cushion,

and her usually neat hair, now disheveled, facing me.

A sight any male student who saw Seol Da-bin daily would’ve savored—

Thud.

I shoved my cock, swollen and throbbing, deep inside her.

“…Haa… Seol Da-bin…”

“……. ….”

“Fuck, Seol Da-bin…”

…Even though she had a proper boyfriend.

So horny she kept fucking a guy with a bigger dick—

a guy she supposedly hated on a biological level.

Over and over.

This damn bitch.

Fucking like her life depended on it.

“Seol Da-bin.”

“…Ngh, ……hah, …puh…. ………♡”

Even if she buried her face in the pillow to muffle her moans—

Thud, thud—the sound of my sweat-drenched hips slamming into her,

the wet slap of her ass bouncing under the force,

the creaking bed struggling under our weight—

I ignored Baek Ji-ho, probably passed out beyond the wall,

and focused on addicting her to sex with me.

“Seol Da-bin.”

“Hah…, ……nn, ……. Ha…….”

I might not have been her first kiss.

But I’d be the first man to kiss her while fucking her.

The first to bury his cock inside her as she offered herself up.

The first to turn her room humid with sex.

Kind enough to genuinely worry about Lee Ha-yoon for dating a trash guy.

Bitchy enough to hurl every insult at me.

…And stupid enough to have real, passionate sex behind her boyfriend’s back.

I’d be the first to see all of Seol Da-bin.

To claim her completely.

“Seol Da-bin.”

“…Stop, whispering in my ear…. Just, ngh……….”

I grabbed a fistful of her long hair—

yanking it like a leash.

The cock that had been thrusting at a steady pace now plunged to the hilt.

Thud, thud, thud.

Fucking her noisily, ruthlessly.

“You like sex that much?”

“……Nghh, …kh…… ha………♡…….”

“Your boyfriend’s asleep on the other side of the wall, clueless. Betraying him like this—feels good?”

“……nn…. Ngh…….”

“…I’ll keep fucking you until you answer.”

“What, kind of…, …ngh……….”

The roots of her hair.

I gripped them tightly, pulling as I slammed into her.

Thud, thud, thud.

“Answer.”

“…Ngh…, nn…, ngh…….”

Now practically covering her body, I fucked her as I pressed the question.

“He can’t hear you anyway. He was out cold at the store.”

“Shut up… Shut up, shut up…….”

“If you don’t like the sex, say so. There are plenty of other women.”

“Ha…ah……, ngh…, what do I care if there are others…?!”

“Then say it if you don’t want it. I’ll stop.”

“…….”

“After today, I won’t touch you again.”

“…How can I… believe that….”

“I didn’t fuck you all last week. …Just let you spend time with Baek Ji-ho.”

“…….”

I asked again.

Pressing my cheek against her head,

I whispered into her ear, already flushed red.

Thud,

thud,

thud.

Hitting the spot that made her react the most.

A spot Baek Ji-ho could never reach.

A spot only that ridiculous toy from last time could barely touch.

Easily.

After stimulating it enough to make Seol Da-bin bite the pillow, gasping—

“Say it. Now.”

“…Kh, ngh…. …ha…….”

Unlike earlier, when I’d taken my time—

this time,

“…I’ll count to three. Answer by then. After that, I’ll fuck you how I want and cum in the condom.”

“…W-Wait, just—…”

Again,

violently.

“One.”

“Hah…?! Seo Jin, wait. Let me—…”

Watching the ripples across her plush ass with each thrust.

“Two.”

“Ha…ah……, ah, ah, ngh, …ngh……♡….”

Lifting her limp body,

I made her kneel,

ass raised high.

Just pulling out slightly—

my cock, still rock-hard and glistening with her juices.

Back into her deepest spot.

Dozens of times.

Until my back ached.

Dozens of times.

Until the fresh towel beneath us was soaked.

Dozens of times.

Dozens—

until, with one final, brutal thrust—

…just one second later.

“I’ll… nghh…. I’ll say it…….”

“…Hah.”

“So, the sex with you……. Ngh….”

Her pussy clenched desperately around me, as if trying to milk me dry.

I forced myself to pull out,

waiting for her answer.

“……Is good….”

“Speak up. I can’t hear you.”

“…….”

“…….”

“…It feels good….”

“…It feels good, you bastard….”

……Thanks to that,

I shoved back in to the hilt,

cumming so hard I thought the condom might tear.

Filling her to the brim,

until my balls felt empty.

“…Hah, eh, eup…. Puh…….”

Even though she didn’t need to feel any better—

I kissed Seol Da-bin over and over.

Whispering that I’d use my hands,

my chest—

anything to make her hold back.

For about an hour.

Until the early hours of the morning.

Over her sweat-drenched body,

I painted her white again,

over and over.